was really fun drawing ethan as well as trying out new art stuff! i messed up the hands but everything else was a fun experience since i was able to catch up on some good series on ethans channel! hope you guys like it! @crankgameplays 💫
request: 43 and 31 with Spencer. i wrote this rlly late last night so sorry if it sucks!
“I miss you.”
Having a boyfriend who worked for the BAU had its upsides and downsides. An upside was that you always felt very safe, like Spencer knew what he was doing and how to deal with difficult situations. One of the downsides however, was that Spencer had to go away a lot, leaving you home with your shared apartment to yourself every time he did so.
Spencer was currently lying on his hotel bed alone and wishing that he was home instead with your body pressed against his. He pulled out his phone and decided to call you, seeing as he hadn’t talked to you since this morning when you’d texted.
You were sitting on the couch with your laptop resting on your legs when your phone rang. You smiled to yourself upon seeing the contact and answered.
“Hey, Spence.” you sounded tired. It’d been a rough week for you, work was kicking your ass and on top of that you’d had a lingering cold for days now that just wouldn’t go away. It made you miss Spencer even more than usual when you were upset, because he was always good at comforting you. You couldn’t help but wish he was home.
“Hey, Y/n. You okay?” Spencer asked softly. He could tell by your tone that something was up.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Just tired.” you replied. You didn’t like to complain about yourself while he was away. First off, it would make him feel guilty because he couldn’t do anything about your problems seeing as he wasn’t even home. Secondly, he was looking at disturbing and bloody cases, awful things that would make your stomach turn. You couldn’t burden him with your own small problems, not now.
“Something’s wrong. Just tell me, babe. What is it?” Spencer questioned further. He stared up at the white ceiling in his hotel room and thought about how it looked just like the white ceilings at home. God, he really wished he was home.
You shrugged before realizing that he couldn’t see you. You leaned further into the pillows on the couch and sighed. “I don’t know, just not having the best week."
"I’m sorry, sweetheart. Anything I can do?” Spencer asked sweetly.
You smiled sadly to yourself, savoring the sound of his voice. “No, I’m okay. But how are you doing, how’s the case?"
"Eh.” Spencer said, “Could be better. There’s something that we’re not seeing here.. I don’t know, whatever. I miss you."
Your heart flipped at the confession, it was simple but always proved to be effective. "I miss you too. A lot."
He put his phone on speaker as he got changed into clothes he could wear to bed, a t shirt and boxers. "I’ll be home as soon as possible, okay? I promise."
Spencer slipped under the blankets of the unfamiliar bed as you responded, "I know. I can’t wait, text me when you know."
"Will do. Good night, I love you. Text me when you wake up.” He knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep, he rarely could on cases, but he was going to try anyway.
After you replied with, “Good night Spence. I love you too. Sweet dreams, and be safe.” he shut his eyes. The sooner this case was over, the sooner he’d be home to his love.
In the City That Never Sleeps
Chapter 5- The Show and After Party (Harry Styles Series)
Summary: Y/N is a senior college getting ready to graduate and head off to medical school. Since she will be moving out of state to go to medical school, her family brings her to New York City as congratulations to getting into Harvard Medical.
Harry Styles is one of five of the members of the biggest band in the world, One Direction. In the winter of 2014, the boys are getting ready to make their third appearance on the comedy show Saturday Night Live. The day of the show, Harry is walking around the back streets of New York City with a beanie over his head, and a hood over his hat. As he keeps his head down to avoid the paps, he notices a girl sitting on a bench with furrowed brows.
He laughs as he sees she’s holding the map upside down. And even though he has no idea where he is going, he won’t mind getting lost in the city with her.
A/N:Took a little long to update this, but I’ve had a lot of time on my hands and I’d thought it would be the perfect time update!
“Okay, now, I’m going to walk you down the hallway, and hand you over to one of our security guards to show you to your seat.” Harry says walking with you down the hallway. “I would walk you to your seat, but they said we have to stay behind stage so we don’t cause a scene, since there are fans in the audience.”
“No, of course, I understand.” You say smiling. “Break a leg tonight.” You say, before the guard shows you to your seat.
Throughout the entire show, you were just laughing hysterically. The part that made you laugh the most is when the boys made an appearance, showing up on the “Girlfriend’s Talk Show” skit. You couldn’t help but laugh at Harry wearing the ridiculous outfit, and flailing his arms in the air. You noticed anytime Harry was on stage, whether in a skit, or performing, his eyes would always scan over to yours. It was obvious during the beginning of “Ready to Run”, because he was on the opposite side of the stage, and he was looking over at you.
After the show, the security guard lead you backstage where the whole cast of SNL and the boys were celebrating. You were looking around to try and find Harry, but saw that he was talking, so you stood next to the rest of the girlfriends, and were talking with them. Midway through your sentence, you notice Harry looking over at you, and motions for you to come over.
“You’ll have to excuse me.” You say politely to Sophia, and she nods seeing that Harry was calling you.
When you walk over, Harry pulls you into an immediate hug, and asks, “How’d you enjoy the show?”
“I loved it.” You said laughing, thinking of Harry dancing. “My favorite part had to be your very, let’s say, interesting dancing.”
“Hey, I am a very good dancer.” He says putting his hand over his heart jokingly as if he is offended. “And I’ll show you later tonight.”
“Tonight?” You ask raising your eyebrows.
“Well, after a the show, there is always an after party. And if you would like to come, I kind of already put you down as my plus one.” He says looking away at the scene of all the people in the dressing room.
“Ah, I don’t know, I kind of already had plans.” You say joking around, which this gets Harry’s attention.
“Plans?” He says turning his head towards you, with almost worry in hsi voice.
“Harry, I’m joking.” You say laughing, in which Harry blushes at his reaction.
The rest of a night, you seemed to have the time of your life. You were at one of the fanciest clubs in New York City surrounded by all these funny down to earth people. You ended up on the dancing floor with Harry’s arms wrapped around your waist singing in your ear.
“Enjoying yourself?” You ask loudly in Harry’s ear. “Eh, it could be better.” He responds just as loud, as you both are shouting over the music.
“How?” You ask continuing dancing with him.
“I really want to kiss you.” He states, looking at you now straight in the eye.
“But?” You ask laughing lightly.
“I don’t kiss on the first date.” He admits.
“Well” You say wrapping your arms loosely around Harry’s neck, “I don’t kiss on the first date either, but, technically, we aren’t on a date. Well, I am not considering this a date. Too many people for it to be a date.” You finish pushing yourself closer to Harry’s.
“True, very true.” He says moving his hands onto your waist. You two are so close, you can feel his heart beating against your chest. You watch his eyes flicker down to your lips, and he brings his hand up to your face, and brushes a piece out of your face, and presses his lips against yours.
The kiss is filled with an urgency and lust, as almost as if he had been waiting to do it all night. Before it could continue further, Harry pulled back and looked around, and grabbed one of his security guards, whispering something in his ear, and next thing you know, Harry is guiding you out of the club.
When you both jump into the backseat, you and Harry are almost acting like teenagers who are trying to hide something from the person driving the car. Harry’s arm is wrapped around the back of you, and his is rubbing your side, while he is kissing your cheek and down your neck sloppily.
You giggle in response, and put your hand on his thigh, rubbing it. You both get too distracted to even notice that you made it to the hotel, until the taxi driver clears his throat. Harry hands over the money to the driver, as you step out of the taxi fixing your outfit and hair.
You feel your phone buzzing, and notice texts from your sister, asking where you are.
“Shit” You say under your breath.
“What’s up babe?” Harry asks looking over your shoulder at your phone.
“My sister is asking where I am, we’re sharing a room.” You explain.
“Tell your sister, that you are still at the after party, and it doesn’t end until very late, and I’ll get you back in time.” He says pressing the button elevator button.
“You’re going to get me in so much trouble” you say texting your sister back and walking into the elevator, turning around to look at Harry.
Harry backs you up so that your back is against the wall of the elevator, and whispers in your ear, “I know.”
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