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Four Times They Almost Kissed and The One Time They Did- Lin X Reader

You grabbed a glass of champagne, seeing that all of your friends were socializing with other people and you looked around, trying to spot a place to go outside since it was getting stuffy in the room. You saw a glass door which presumably led to a balcony and you made a beeline there and you opened the door and slipped outside.

The cold air hit you all at once and you set your glass down to the right of the door before you crossed your arms, trying to keep all of the warmth. You picked your glass back up, realizing that there was really no point in trying to keep warm.

You walked further away from the door that led inside and you made your way close to the edge.

You looked around, amazed at the view you had- you could almost see the ball in Times Square. Although it was cold outside, you reasoned with yourself that getting this view was worth freezing for. You felt someone nudge your arm and you turned around, seeing Lin. You smiled a bit.

“Amazing, isn’t it?” He asked you, no longer looking at you but at Times Square and all of the buildings. Your features softened when seeing the look of adoration he had when looking at the city.

“Yes, it’s beautiful.” You told him and he nodded. He turned to look at you again and he shrugged off his suit jacket and offered it to you.

“You look cold.” He said sheepishly and you took the jacket cautiously.

“Are you sure? What if you get cold?”

“I’ll go back inside.”

“Touché.” You slipped the jacket on, noticing immediately how it smelled like Lin.

Yeah, he was never getting this back.

You guys heard a cheer from the huge crowd at Times Square.
“I guess it’s the new year.” He said quietly and he turned towards you, beginning to close the distance. You moved forward as well.
“Hey Lin, we’re starting some karaoke, wanna join?” Someone from inside yelled and he pulled away before he could kiss you.

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world.” He smiled and he looked at you. “I’ll see you later?”

“I think I am going to go home. I am really tired.” You lied and he put his hands in his pockets.

“Do you need a ride?”

“I can just get a cab but thank you.”

“It’s no problem- text me when you get home, okay?” He asked. You smiled and nodded.

“Sure, and Lin?”


“Happy New Year.” You raised your glass of champagne.

“Happy New Year- to us.” He replied, returning the toast.

“Yeah. To us.”

“Happy birthday Lin!” You yelled, your voice drowned out by all of the others who were giving him birthday wishes as well. His smile grew as he looked at everyone who was here and he started greeting everyone and talking. Everyone was already ordering rounds and Lin made his way over to you, practically bouncing from all of the energy and from how excited he was.

You felt yourself begin to smile as well, Lin’s smile being contagious.

“I’m glad that you are here!” He said and your smile grew.

“I’m glad you showed up to your party.” You replied and he laughed.

“I went to the wrong bar two times before I came here.”

“You made it and that’s what matters.”

“Yup- anyway, if I were to say do karaoke, would you join me?”

“What song because I don’t think I’ve listened to any normal music in ten years.”

“Your choice.”


He smiled to himself and then he looked back at you. “Let’s do it.”
You both got on stage and he looked at you and smiled reassuringly.

“So I got you a present, I went downtown to get it, are you doing anything tonight?”

The song went on as usual.

The part in the musical where Vanessa and Usnavi kiss came up and you both took a step forward.

“I wish I was mad- I’m just too late.” You concluded and you both just stared at each other, not knowing what to do. Everyone applauded loudly and cheered and you put the microphone back on the stand, quickly going back into the crowd.

“Take that back!” You yelled and Lin looked at you, amused.

“I stand by what I said.” He replied and you groaned out of frustration

“Groundhogs day is the best holiday ever and I will fight you.”

“Why is it the best holiday?”

“I don’t know but it is, okay? We have an entire day dedicated to whether a groundhog sees his shadow or not and I think that is great.”

“I mean it’s either six weeks until spring or six more weeks of winter and it means the exact same thing?”

“You can fight me.”

“No, I don’t want to fight you. I’m just saying that groundhogs day is pointless.”

“And I’m just saying that you can fight me.”

“I much rather kiss you.”


“Forget I said anything.”

“No. You said-”

“That groundhogs day is pointless.” He finished, turning a light shade of red.

“No after that.”

“That I much rather kiss you than fight you?”

“So why don’t you?” You asked and he froze before he leaned in close to you.

“Groundhog’s day is pointless.” He whispered before pulling away. You rolled your eyes, glaring at him slightly.

“You are such a tease, I can’t believe it.”

“So you’re saying you wanted me to kiss you?” He asked and you shook your head, maybe a bit too quickly.

“Forget I said anything.” You answered.

“This is the best Valentine’s Day ever.” You announced and he shook his head, smiling.

“We are laying in my bed and watching cartoons.”

“Like I said, best Valentine’s Day ever.” You smiled and you put your head on his chest and stared up at the TV, aware that he was now resting his chin on your head.

“And here I was thinking that it was just because you were spending it with me.”

“Well that’s partly true. And it’s also because you’re letting me wear your hoodies.”

“Am I ever going to get those hoodies back?”


“I’ll take that as a yes because you finally gave me my suit jacket back today.”

“Well your hoodies are really comfortable so I wouldn’t get your hopes up.” You told him and you closed your eyes.

“I don’t think I’ve told you but you’re beautiful.” He said gently and you opened your eyes quickly.

“I don’t think I’ve told you but you’re the corniest person I know.”

“No, corny would be looking at someone while I ask if the view is amazing and you reply yes and you are talking about them.”
“Seems oddly specific.”

“New Year’s Eve.”

“For the record I was talking about the city as well, I just happened to be looking at you.”

“Sure.” He teased and you rolled my eyes.

We watched the cartoons in silence for a bit before you turned over, facing him. He looked at you, a gentle smile on his face and he sat up. You sat up as well and he leaned over the bed, about to kiss you before the doorbell rang and he swore under his breath in Spanish.

“That’s probably the food.”

“I’ll get it.” You offered and you slid off the bed and quickly made your way out of the room.


“We only have thirty minutes before the first song- you should probably grab your seat.” Lin said, looking a bit nervous. You smiled and grabbed his hand.

“Hey, you can do it. You’re gonna blow everyone away.” You told him and he smiled a bit.

“You really think so?”

“Lin I’ve been spending so much time at your apartment to make sure that you get sleep and I’ve heard you sing all of the songs. I know you can do this.” You reminded him.

“Right, right.”

“Lin look at me.” You said and he looked at you, a mixture of panic and excitement on his face. “I believe in you. Your cast mates believe in you.”

“I know I know I just… what if I-”

You pressed your lips to his and he stopped talking instantly, relaxing and kissing you back.

“Finally.” You heard someone say and you jumped away and looked over to see Chris with his arms crossed and smiling. “I have been waiting for you guys to do that since you first met each other.”
Your face turned red and Lin’s face turned red as well.

“Good luck.” You whispered and Lin smiled brightly.

“I knew that you were the more cliché one.”

“Oh c'mon how was that cliché at all?” You argued and he laughed quietly.

“Shutting me up by kissing me? Cliché. I’ll see you after the show.” He giggled and you nodded. He stole one last glance at you before you exited the backstage area, walking around to the main entrance and you got into your seat right as the show started. The first song started and when Lin entered center stage, you felt excitement rise in you.

“Alexander Hamilton.” He sang, followed by thousands of people cheering. He looked around the audience before finding your eyes. “My name is Alexander Hamilton. And there’s a million things I haven’t done but just you wait. Just you wait.”


—Neymar Imagine: A Walk of Fame (REQUESTED)—

“Are you ready?” Adriana asked me.

“A little nervous but excited,” I answered.

They had just put the final piece of my costume on, and I was getting ready to walk. I couldn’t believe I had finally achieved my dream of being a Victoria Secret Angel, and I had the opportunity to walk across the stage. Everything was perfect. The only thing missing was boyfriend, Neymar.

I looked at myself in the mirror, and I had to admit, I looked fantastic. I was confident I was going to rock out my walk. Everyone was running all over the place making sure everything was in place and the right girls were walking. It was chaos backstage, but somehow I was able to drown it all out.

They ran up to me and tightened my wings to make sure they were secure in place and sent me to the runway. I stepped out, looking fierce, strutting my stuff. I made sure to never miss a step, pause when necessary, and make my turns carefully. Everyone was cheering and clapping. I ended my walk with a kiss to the camera for Ney. 

The adrenaline I was feeling was out of this world. I was having a blast. Before I knew it I was back behind the curtains and being pulled into wardrobe to change. It was pure madness, but everyone was enjoying themselves.

“First run done! How does it feel?” Alessandra asked me.

“Fantastic,” I answered. “I didn’t fall, trip, or run into anything, so we’re doing good.”

All the girls started laughing. I tended to be the goofy one in the group, always making jokes and trying to lighten up a stressful situation. I never let anyone know that I was nervous or uneasy about anything. The girls and I were like family, and I was thankful for that.

I changed into my new outfit and was pulled to the runway. I did my walk, my stop, my turn, and made my way back. I was really getting used to the way things were going, but I couldn’t help but think about Neymar.

“Do you think he’s watching back home since he couldn’t come?” the makeup artist asked.

I was complaining to her earlier about how he couldn’t be there, so she was trying to make small talk. “He better be. If I can’t be at his games, I always make sure to watch them,” I said, patting my chest dry with a towel. I don’t know if it was my nerves, running around all over the place, or just the temperature in general, but I could feel myself perspiring.

“I’m sure he is watching you. I mean look at you,” she gloated.

It made me smile. When she was done touching up my face, I was pulled to another wardrobe to change. They weren’t rushing us this time because they had a performer out on the stage. I grabbed a glass of water and took a sip.


                                —Neymar’s POV— 

I couldn’t pull my eyes off of the TV. Y/N looked beautiful, which wasn’t unusual for her, but she looked more beautiful than usual. I was in Brazil for a few weeks and couldn’t make it to the Victoria Secret Fashion Show. I felt terrible since this was her first walk with them, but luckily she was understanding.

She had already done two walks and I could feel myself getting excited every time I saw her. I felt like a kid, bragging that my girl was a Victoria Secret Angel. She looked fantastic and it was killing me that I couldn’t be there with her physically.

“There she is bro,” Gil called.

All my friends started whistling in the background.

“Damn. You’re a lucky son of a bitch. You know that?” João said.

“I had no idea,” I shot back, sarcastically.

It was hard for me to peel my eyes from the TV, but the more I watched, the more pissed off I became that I couldn’t be there.

“You love her don’t you?” Jô asked, taking a sip of water.

“I do,” I answered. “More than anything. She’s the best thing that’s ever happened to me, and I couldn’t be more proud of her!”

“Aw,” Guilherme mocked in the background. “Neymar’s in love!”

I threw my empty water bottle at him. “At least I have someone. What do you have?” I teased.

Everyone laughed. We continued watching the show until it was over. I gave her some time then decided to call her.


                                                  — Your POV—

“Hello,” I answered, putting my tennis shoes on. I had just changed out of wardrobe.

“You did great!” Neymar shouted from the other side of the phone.

I smiled. “You watched?”

“Damn right I watched. Me and the boys.”

“Aw babe!” I muttered. “That’s so sweet. I wish you were here!”

“I wish I could have been there too! But I was thinking about you!”

“How did I look?” I asked.

“Like a pro,” he answered. “I would have never guessed this was your first walk with them.”

I felt my cheeks flush. “You’re making me blush!”

“Bring home one of those pieces. I’ll find other ways to make you blush,” he said flirtatiously.

I looked around the room as if someone could hear what he said. “Babe! You are bad.”

“Only with you my angel.”

I hated that he was so far away. I just wanted to hug him after such a great night. The only way it could have ended any better was being with him.

“I’m going to let you go,” he said, talking over his friends in the background. “I’m sure you’re super busy. I just wanted to let you know I was thinking about you and wanted to congratulate you. You looked great. I love you!”

“Love you too Ney!”

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