finally got to meet you

Needs Of Approval

Pairing: Kol x Reader (Ft. Klaus & Elijah)

Warnings: A lot of gifs used (; And this is a bit long, so get cozy and enjoy!

Word Count: 2731

PART TWO 


Klaus was a good friend to your parents for years and years. When they died, you were just 12 years old. There was no one else to look after you, so Klaus took you in like the child he never had.

It has been 9 years that he’s been taking care of you and those 9 years hasn’t been easy. You were constantly moving from place to place, unable to call any place your home. Until finally, Klaus settled into a small town called ‘Mystic Falls’. Klaus did run into a few problems here and there with the Salvatore brothers, but he always kept you out of it. The last thing he wants is to see you hurt. He wouldn’t be able to live with himself.

Soon, he had a mansion built for you and his family to live in. You finally got to meet Rebekah and Elijah, who were nothing but kind to you, but you were wondering when you would ever meet Finn and Kol. Eventually, Rebekah ended up getting daggered again which did upset you because she was like a sister to you.

You never understood why Klaus had a thing for daggering his siblings. The last time you brought up that subject, he said that it’s complicated and to not ask again. And so you obeyed.

Right now, Klaus & Elijah are having dinner with the Salvatore brothers about this whole ‘Elena’ situation with Klaus’s hybrids. Of course, since Klaus wants to keep you out of his mess, he advised you to stay in your room and not get involved, no matter what kind of ruckus you hear.

You’re currently in your room, sitting comfortably under the covers on your bed reading a book. The walls weren’t so thick because you can hear mumbles of all of the men exchanging words. It made you feel better knowing that no one is fighting and no one is getting hurt.

Minutes go by and you could’ve sworn you heard Rebekah’s voice. You closed your book, setting it on the bed and slowly got out of bed, walking towards your door while you tried listening in more. And that’s when you also noticed some unfamiliar male voices and Klaus yelling in pain.

You know that Klaus doesn’t want you involved but you couldn’t help but rush to him in aid. You care for him so much that you’re even willing to let him feed on you a little if he really needed it. He took care of you and you saw it as your obligation to return the favor.

Reaching the bottom of the stairs, his screams stop and you hear Elijah calmly say, “this is family business.”

Entering the dining room where everyone is, the first thing you see is Klaus leaning over the table, waiting for the pain to pass.

“Family business? What family business?! What’s going on?!” You shouted.

Everyone turns around to look at you. You noticed that Stefan and Damon were gone and you see two men. They looked familiar but you couldn’t quite put your finger on it.

“Y/N please. Just go back to your room.” Klaus begged.

“No seriously, what are you guys doing to Nik. And who the hell are you two?” You scoffed at the two men.

Before they could get a word in, Elijah spoke. “My dear Y/N. This is Kol and Finn.” Elijah pointed at each one individually as he named them.

Your jaw dropped. You couldn’t believe it. I mean, what an awkward first way to meet them.

“Who might this be?” Finn asked.

“Yeah who the bloody hell are you? Nik’s girl?” Kol added, putting his hands on his hips. You glared at Kol’s remark, you never thought of Klaus in a romantic way. You always saw him as your guardian, your protector.

Elijah walked over to you. “It’s quite a long story. I assure you, I’ll explain it all to you later.” He put one hand on your back and the other leading to the stairs. “Come.”

Elijah took his time to tell you everything that was going on while Klaus and the rest of the siblings handled their issues. Eventually you understood that this family is flat out dysfunctional, but you wouldn’t have it any other way. You all even came to find out that their mother, Esther was alive as well. How odd.


Over this short amount of time, you didn’t exactly see Kol as a brother like you do, Elijah. You weirdly found him attractive, actually. You didn’t know if it was his looks or his wittiness, even though he is the wreck less Mikaelson sibling. Not knowing if he felt the same or not, you just kept it to yourself. 

Today is the Mikaelson Ball. Klaus was kind enough to lend you his credit card to buy yourself the proper attire for tonight. Rebekah even went with you to shop and even helped herself to her brother’s credit card as well.

Finally, after trying on over 10 dresses, you’ve found the perfect one. It was a backless sequin mermaid floor length dress. The best part is that it hugged your body perfectly.

And of course, since Klaus loves spoiling you, he also hired someone to style your hair and work on your makeup in your bedroom. You were just enjoying being pampered.

You were finished getting ready before any of the guests arrived, so you walked downstairs anyways to await their arrival. Walking downstairs, sliding your fingers on the railing, you saw the hired butlers getting champagne glasses filled. You even saw Kol helping himself to a glass. You tried your best to make sure you didn’t step on your dress as you were taking each step, by holding it up a few inches. With three steps left until you’ve reached the flat ground, there was Kol with his hand reaching out to you.  

At first, Kol only saw you as a mere roommate. But once he saw how stunning you looked in this very moment, it changed his entire perspective of you. He thought to himself how absolutely stunning you looked. His lips parted and he couldn’t take his eyes off of you. Now he felt like he just had to have you, even if he had to go through his brother Niklaus.

“I assumed you were in need of some assistance, Y/N.” Kol said to you.

You chuckled, grabbing onto his hand once you got closer. “Yeah I was struggling for a minute.” You let go of his hand once you reached the floor.

“So who might your escort be tonight?” Kol asked, then took a sip of his champagne, keeping his eyes on you, awaiting your answer.

“No one actually. Because no matter who it is, he’ll never be good enough for Klaus.”

“To hell with that bloody wanker.”

“Kol stop-” You shook your head, stifling a laugh.

“I’m only joking.” Kol put his hands up in defense. “See here, darling, I happen to not have a date as well. So do you mind?” He smiled at you.

“What?” You were shocked. Quickly, you snapped yourself out of it. “I mean, really?” Kol Mikaelson wants you as his date for the ball? This can’t be happening. You must be dreaming.

“You best hurry before I change my mind, Y/N.” He joked.

“Yes. Yes, I’ll be your…um…date?” You didn’t know to question it or word it as a statement because you just couldn’t believe it.

Kol grabbed your right hand, saying, “Marvelous.” Then he slowly planted a kiss on the back of your hand. Your cheeks blushed red as you heard footsteps approach down the hall.

It was Niklaus that was here to ruin the moment. Oh no. “What is this?” He asked, not looking too happy at all.

You just froze, surprisingly being able to get a word out. “Klaus, we-”

“Y/N is letting me escort her to the ball. Perhaps you don’t mind.” Kol smirked, confidently walking towards the original hybrid.

Klaus had his hands behind his back, clenching his jaw, then revealed his crooked smile. He didn’t want to cause a scene today. “Hm… I thought you would at least choose a man that is more suitable for you.” He looked at you, then put one arm out straight to point at Kol.

Kol just glared at his older brother.

“Well according to you, no man is suitable for me. And technically, you could’ve taken Kol’s place, you know. But you’re too infatuated with that bitch, Caroline.” You spat. You’ve never liked Caroline for Klaus. She was always so rude to him, yet he was head over heels for her. 

“Y/N, do not start with me.” Klaus growled. You know that your remark about Caroline would bother him and you didn’t care because he was being a hypocrite.

“Don’t judge me on my date and I won’t judge you on yours.” You crossed your arms in front of your chest, wearing a straight face.

Klaus fell silent. He narrowed his eyes at you, then gave Kol the death stare and stormed to another room in the house to let off some steam.

“Well then, this night is off to a fantastic start.” Kol joked, in an attempt to ease the tension.

“I mean, am I right or am I right?”

Kol nodded his head in agreement, then grabbed a glass of champagne for you to cheers with him.

Finally the guests started arriving. Every few minutes, more and more arrived. And almost all of them were wowed by how ginormous the mansion is and the choice of decor for the occasion. 

You stayed by Kol’s side while the both of you playfully voiced your opinions to each other about each guest that walked in. One of the things you do enjoy about Kol is that he doesn’t take everything seriously. He’s someone you can have fun with.

“Kol! Look Look!” You tapped him on the arm with your hand to look forward to get his attention because he got carried away on his smart phone. He was still getting the hang of using that device.

“Oooo who is it now?” He asked excitedly, putting his phone in his pocket.

“That’s that slut Elena and her Salvatore brothers. Klaus has told me all about her.” You said disgustingly.

“I bet they have threesomes. How fun.” Kol said, raising his brows up. 

You gagged, almost choking on your champagne.

“You alright there, darling?” Kol laughed, patting you on the back.

“Thank you. Thank you for that comment. I almost just died because of you.”

(Later…)

After sharing laughs and even more champagne, you decided to excuse yourself to the ladies room. “I’ll be back, Kol.”

“No matter.” Kol replied.

“Do you mind?” You asked, handing him your champagne glass to hold onto until you come back. He responded with a nod, then you went on your way.

Coming back from the loo, you didn’t see Kol in his original spot, you figured he’d be back, so you just hung around waiting for him to return. You observed all of the guests having a great time and even spotted Klaus with Caroline. He was just so mesmerized by her. Gross.

What you didn’t notice is that every now and then throughout the night, Klaus would look around to check up on you, making sure you’re not getting into any trouble with Kol. He despised that the one person you happened to allow to escort you is Kol. He knows the ins and outs of his little brother and doesn’t think his intentions for you are good.

“I see your escort is not by your side.” You hear from behind you, so you turn around to see that it’s Elijah, the oh so noble steed.

“Oh yeah. He’s probably grabbing a bite, if you know what I mean.” Blood from a human’s neck is exactly what you meant.

“Certainly. And might I add, I’ve noticed that the two of you have become quite friendly this evening.”

“I mean, if you say so Elijah.” You shrugged your shoulders at Elijah’s opinion. You wondered why it concerns him because Elijah is the least judgmental out of all of his brothers. Maybe he’s just making small talk? Who knows.

“Well, I-” Before Elijah could get a sentence out, Kol pops up and disrupts.

“Ah there you are, Y/N. Am I interrupting?” Kol said half-aloud with that accent of his that you just die for. Instead of finishing his sentence, Elijah just ended up excusing himself.

Not a moment too soon, you see Elijah making himself known at the top of stairs. “If anyone could gather, please.”

You and Kol were the first ones at the stairs. Elijah waited until the rest of his siblings followed. 

As you were minding your business watching everyone gather, out of nowhere Kol decides to snake his arm around your waist. It made your heart skip a beat and you surely hoped Kol didn’t hear it. You didn’t want him to know that he makes you nervous. 

As Klaus was excusing himself from being by Caroline’s side, he did see Kol getting too touchy for his own comfort. It did infuriate him, making him tempted to snap Kol’s neck right there on the spot. But, Klaus, and all the rest of his siblings, know how important this ball if to their mother, Esther. So, Klaus chose to let this one go.

You turned your head while your eyes were scanning around the room and the moment you saw Klaus, you quickly moved Kol’s arm away from your waist.

Once Klaus and Rebekah finally made their way to join the three of you at the top of the stairs, Elijah made his speech inviting all of the guests to join in on The Waltz. 

The guests followed to the ballroom, but you just stood in your spot, being left alone at the stairs. “Shit.” You said to yourself.

(Meanwhile…)

“You best mind your manners when it comes to Y/N. Do you comprehend?” Klaus growled at Kol as they were walking down the stairs.

“Don’t worry Nik, she’s safe with me.” Kol smiled and gave a wink.

Klaus wasn’t amused with his brother whatsoever, so he shot him a glare and stormed off to find Caroline.

Kol looked left and right after finally noticing that you’re nowhere near him. He looked behind him at the stairs and saw that you have a lost look on his face, so he rushed over to you.

“What’s the matter?” Kol asked, concerned that it was something serious.

“Um. This is embarrassing, but I don’t know how to Waltz or whatever. Nobody ever taught me.”

“Not to fret, darling. It’s easy. Just follow my lead.” Kol assured you, then picked up your hand, leaving a kiss on your knuckles. Of course, you blushed bright red at his gesture.


The night ended amazingly. When the night was coming to an end, you and all of The Mikaelsons stood around to thank every guest for coming. 

After all of the guests were finally gone, Klaus disappeared to his room to do god knows what. That’s when Kol decided to take advantage of the opportunity. You were about to leave to walk to your room, but Kol stopped you by lightly grabbing your wrist.

“Yes?” You were puzzled.

“I don’t mean to be a too much of a bother, but how about we pretend?” Kol flashed a grin.

“Pretend? Pretend what?” You chuckled at his suggestion. The word ‘pretend’ just brings you back to your childhood when you would use your wild imagination to ‘play pretend’.

“Seeing as we live under the same roof, allow me to walk you…to your bedroom.”

“This is really corny but okay.” As cheesy as you think this is, you can’t blame Kol because he was out of the loop for a hundred years. But, this gesture of his did make you feel some type of way.

Reaching your bedroom, the two of you were face to face under your door frame. “Have a lovely evening, Miss Y/L/N.” Instead of Kol kissing the back of your hand per usual, he left a gentle kiss on your forehead, then left elsewhere in the mansion.

This night ended up being better than you’ve ever anticipated. 

2

Actually this part is so funny when you think about it, because can you even imagine when Grisha finally got to meet Armin and Mikasa years later? How he must have felt and reacted upon remembering Kruger’s words?

Like, he’s going home one evening and there is ? years old Eren who claims all happily that he became friend with a boy named Armin who’s super nice and knows a lot of interesting stuff and blah blah, but upon hearing the name Grisha just goes

…….But nah, maybe it’s just a coincidence, like, maybe other kids are named “Armin”, or will be in the future and it has nothing to do with Eren’s new friend. Nope

And then, he randomly meets the Ackerman parents in Shiganshina a few years later because they came to town in need of a doctor and he’s the only one who doesn’t care about them being ostracized so of course he helps them, and at some point the parents tell him about how they have a daughter at home, she’s so sweet but they worry because she can’t make any friend where they live and “oh her name is Mikasa btw” and Grisha just…

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Everything and More ✦ Rucas

Prompt: The core six are on a road trip, and It’s all fun in games until suddenly there is only one bed. And two people left.

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The idea of a road trip seemed like a good one. At first. 

 The many miles the six drove and endured to reach the peak of somewhere near Niagara Falls was entertaining, but grueling all the same. There was laughter, loud music, and lots and lots of fast food visits. They often had placed bets or participated in contests to see how many tacos Zay could eat in five minutes, or who could guess a song. Great way to spend your final weeks of the summer before senior year, right?

 It was more than fun, it was great. 

 "Get off me!“ 

 "Stop kicking my seat, or I’ll replicate your DNA to make a copy of yourself to choke you.”

 “I have to pee.”

 “Oh my God Lucas, those aren’t horses." 

 "What time is it?" 

 "Stop listening to Drake or I swear I’m going to jump out of this vehicle." 

 Well, maybe not everything was great. There were the ups and downs; after all, what all can you do when you have a car full of six teenagers?

 "When do you think we’re gonna get there?” Riley barely whispered, as it was almost midnight and her friends were all mostly asleep around her. She was sitting up in the passengers seat, hurdled up more accurately, as Maya drove. Everyone was rotating, taking turns on the wheel. “The motel is only four minutes away. I suggest you start waking everyone up soon.” Maya responded back, before she herself slightly yawned.

Riley nodded in affirmation, before she slowly turned around in her seat to glance back at the others. But when she did, she noticed Lucas, the green eyed boy staring outside the window beside him, the full moons ever glowing light casting upon his face which showed his structural cheekbones and jawline. 

She parted her lips, about to say something, but he noticed. It wasn’t long until his eyes met hers, and she smiled tiredly. “We’re almost there.” She spoke with a soft tone. Lucas instantly nodded, before shifting in his seat under her gaze. “It would probably be best if we started waking them up now, who the hell knows how moody they’re going to be.”

“There’s a eighty seven percent chance that the others are going to be very disgruntled when they wake.” A voice suddenly peeped out of nowhere. 

Riley turned her head to see Isadora suddenly yawning, while sitting up with her head no longer lying on her boyfriend, the geniuses, chest. “Thank you for that calculation, Smackle. Think you can conjure one up for how likely it is for Zay to punch me once I wake him up?” Lucas sounded grim towards the end of his sentence. 

 "Oh that’s one hundred percent.“ Smackles grin reached her eyes. The blonde boy frowned simultaneously while groaning. Riley giggled a tiny bit, eyes meeting Lucas’ before she fell back down into her seat comfortably. 

 "We’re here, guys.” Maya denounced.


It was just a one night stop. A motel to get a good nights rest before they would reach their actual destination tomorrow afternoon. The rooms were tiny, although budget friendly, so they took what they could get. Two people in each room, two beds. The plan seemed to be working so well.

Until everyone trudged across the motel balconies, eyes hung low with bloodshot vessels. Farkle was practically carrying Isadora into their room. And that was the problem—everyone was retrieving to the rooms without a word, so solemnly yet so fast. Riley was following Maya, hot on her tail, as they reached a room, but she was quickly halted as the spicy blonde whipped around to face her.

“We’ll see you guys in the morning.” She suddenly says with a small, but evident smile. Lucas is standing a bit back, although he is now clearly alarmed. Riley’s eyebrows furrow before her eyes flash before her life and she notices Zay unlocking their door, and sneaking inside.

“What—” She begins to say, but before her sentence is finished Maya interrupts the middle of hers. “You two enjoy your night.” She smirks, yet tiredly, as she begins to turn around to walk inside the room. Lucas suddenly felt his face drain of color, yet he’s so shocked he doesn’t have the strength to say anything.

“Maya Hart don’t you dare—!” Riley crows, fists clutched by her sides as the door suddenly closes in her face. 

Maya knew the situation behind the brunette and blonde boy. This was her job as a dependable best friend, right? Force the two meant-to-be’s into one room, and it would all work out. At least she thought it would. 

Riley released a big huff, fists clenched deeply by her sides as she’s still facing the door, nose to cold metal. Lucas is standing idle, and he’s trying to ignore the way his heart is rapidly beating at the moment but he can’t. Not when he knows that he now has to share a room with her, the girl he’s been in love with for, God, who knows how long? More than three years, that’s for sure.

He kind of wanted to elude and hurl himself off of this balcony, but decided against it. That wouldn’t help the situation at hand. 

The truth was, Lucas didn’t want to be near her so often because he couldn’t control himself when he was. Meaning, his heart would beat so rapidly he was scared she might hear it. His eyes linger over her for too long, flicking away too slowly when she turns, too many times, as he just tries to imprint every second and every chance he can get with her into his memory. And he wonders, if they can read each other so well as friends, why is she so oblivious to his feelings for her? He’s not sure how she misses it, and acts like nothing happens. Like when his hand just naturally falls on the small or her back when they’re side to side, walking through crowds of people in school, millimeters away before she moves. Maybe she’s just willfully ignoring it, to spare his feelings or two. 

Maybe her feelings were platonic. Maybe she didn’t care to explore the way she felt about him anytime after freshman year, maybe it just wasn’t important to her anymore. That’s what Lucas constantly tried to tell himself, a mental affirmation that nothing would ever blossom between them again. Their eyes scrape over each other’s, catching on the rough edges and never quite meeting most of the time. But that’s it. 

And when they talk, it’s only in a group most of the time. It’s not like they had a falling out or anything, it’s just that life decided to sway a different direction. Everyone developed … changed. It was just her time, and he respected that. He just didn’t expect to lose her in the process of it all. Why did life have to get so … complicated? 

Riley is still frustrated at what just happened. And honestly, it’s a bit of a turn on for Lucas to see her so riled up. But that he wouldn’t dare admit. Riley finally decided to turn her angry, stoic glare away from the door, so it would soften as she turned to face the blonde boy who was nervously fidgeting with the hem of his long sleeved shirt. 

The edges of the brunettes lips tilted upwards warmly, a stark contrast to moments ago. “I’m sorry, about all of this. Maya’s just being Maya, you know. I don’t mind sharing a room with you.” She says, as if to ease any tension that might have been building up between them. 

Lucas looks up to her, while shaking his head. “It’s okay, don’t worry about it. Everyone’s tired.” He laughs, although it doesn’t reach his eyes as he’s grabbing the room key and unlocking the room door. 

Kill me now, he thought.

Riley nods her head, while adjusting the strap of her duffle bug more firmly on her shoulder. Despite how his hands are shaking, Lucas opens the door, allowing Riley to walk in first. She whispers a silent thank you. 

 And all is okay then. Until he walks into the room, and realizes,

There’s only one bed. 

Just their luck. Dammit Maya Hart, always having a plan

Lucas’ breath gets caught in his throat quite abruptly, but the fact of it all doesn’t seem to phase Riley. Or at least, she didn’t let him know that.

Riley is walking over to the desk, as she plops her bag up on top temporarily. It isn’t long until she’s sitting at the foot of the bed, untying her shoelaces. Lucas slowly steps further into the room, and the suddenly sound the door clattering shut behind him makes him flinch, as he’s already on edge. 

He isn’t sure what to do, or say now. The bed wasn’t even a queen, though it could easily fit two people. But it would be close proximity. Too close for Lucas, way too close. Only in his dreams did something like this happen, where he would even have a second of a chance of laying down in the same bed with Riley Matthews. Some things are meant to stay in a daydream. He was too scared of messing anything up.

Riley began to unbutton her pink plaid shirt, since she was too tired to currently change in her pajamas, and sleeping in jeans only confirmed her exhaustion furthermore. Lucas slowly dropped his bag down next to him, but once her bare shoulders came into sight as her loose brown curls were shifted over to one side, he couldn’t breathe anymore. The light fabric tank that covered her torso left very little to the imagination, so much that Lucas was forced to advert his eyes away. Riley finally released a breath, before her eyes fell upon Lucas’ stature. She furrowed her eyebrows, even though her insides were fluttering up like someone had just pulled party poppers in her stomach. She tried to hide it. “Are you just gonna stand there?” She said playfully, although too tired to poke at the issue for too long. 

Her words caused Lucas to shift his gaze from the floor, to her eyes. The way the moonlight was cascaded as a masquerade over her figure in this moment, the slight shadows of grey from the curtains causing lines to appear on her skin, it only made him much more attentive, unfortunately.

 "I’ll sleep on the floor.“ He finally spoke, breaking the eerily silence that had fallen upon them, before he began to kick of his shoes. Riley stared at him, almost appalled. She was giving him the ‘don’t be stupid’ look at the moment, and it didn’t go unnoticed by him. "Don’t be ridiculous, the beds plenty big enough for both of us. Come on, it’s late.” She proclaimed, already feeling herself fall half asleep while sitting up. She patted the spot beside her, flashing him a small smile. He barely moved. 

She turned off the beside lamp which was dim, and curled up underneath the warmth of the white blankets. Once her head hit the pillow, and she opened one eye to give him another look, he knew there was no way he would deny it now. She was stubborn, that was one thing he knew from the beginning. 

They weren’t children, it’s not like this was compromising her virtue. Even if she had one. It was just a … complicated mix of feelings, feelings that Lucas didn’t want to reveal yet. But he knew he didn’t have a choice, so he headed over to the one empty side of the bed, albeit rather slowly, before he hesitantly crawled under, finally, while feeling tense immediately. 

He laid on his back, and it wasn’t long until he heard the breath of contentment release from the girl beside him, as she slowly felt her eyelids close as she caved into her slumber. The stars would be dancing in her eyes now. 

Lucas couldn’t move. His heart flutters down his spine, and with reasonable cause. He’s afraid she can hear his erratic heartbeat, as she’s just a few inches from him now. His eyes stare at the bare ceiling above, and he tries to think of anything to rid his mind of this feeling. The feeling of wanting to turn over and wrap his arms around Riley Matthews. It was a hard one to ignore. Especially when he can hear her peaceful breathing, like the way she was falling asleep, much of how he fell for her. Slowly, and then all at once

Thanks for that, John Green, Lucas thought grimly. 

He swallowed hard. He was trying not to make this overwhelming, when it shouldn’t even be a big deal. He’s only dreamed of something like this for years, just a minor coincidence.

A coincidence is just the universes way of telling you something, Riley might as well have been practically saying it to him out loud in her sleep in this moment. 

So Lucas just released a breath, his back pressing firmly into the mattress as he laid idle, as far from asleep as possible. 

 He’s not sure what time it is now. He’s felt like he’s been laying in this position for hours on end, because he probably has. His mind was on overdrive basically, and he blamed his feelings for it completely. 

His eyes have adjusted to the darkness, so he chances a look over at her. But what he doesn’t expect to happen next, is her body shifting. She rolls over, facing him now. But she’s still sound asleep, that peaceful look of content resting on her beautiful face. She’s close now, really close. He can spot every freckle on her cheeks, and the crackles in her lips. He can notice the soft wisps of hair falling on her skin, and Lucas suddenly has the urge to brush them away. 

No, you can’t do that. But the feeling was overwhelming. His heart beats him to it before his mind can, and he’s already brushing the soft piece of hair out of her face. And before he knew it, he was speaking the words he’s always wanted to say, the words he never really found the strength to recall aloud. 

He wanted her heart to speak to his, or more his heart touch hers. She’s already got his heart, proclaimed it her own. And she didn’t even know it. The reason he’s still holding on after all, is because he needs this hole in his heart gone. He’s missing her. All of her, and he just wants her back. He would do anything to have those deep and long soul satisfying talks they used to have, most specifically in libraries. He craves to feel her lips on his once more, three years being long enough of that distance. She dominated his thinking, every thought consumed of her. 

And it was suddenly too late, he had felt safe knowing she was sound asleep in her own little world, that he thought he could finally tell his world what it was all about. There was no greater urge than in this moment now. 

“I tried to tell myself that this would pass. That I could, forget about what we had, and what feelings I had formed so deeply for you …” Lucas whispers so softly, he can barely hear himself.

His voice is shaky now, “But you walk into the room and you’re just this light. The whole atmosphere changes, like the world shifts on it’s axis because of your presence. Mine does. You look at me with those big brown eyes, and I see my life flashing right before me. Because all I see in it, is you.” He admits, her eyes not flinching and her chest still rising and falling steadily. So he softly dances his fingertips across her cheek, letting his love overflow to her while she’s completely unaware.

“You’re everything and more … to me. From the first day that I met you, I-It was like I wasn’t ever the same again. But in that moment, when you fell into my arms and I held you so safely … I did change. Everything did. You treated me like I mattered … ” Without realization, Lucas was inching closer and closer to her. And so he paused … before there wasn’t even a hairs breadth of space between them.

“And, I don’t know, you looked at me like no one ever had.” He whispered like it meant everything. Because it did.

“And that’s why I haven’t stopped myself from falling in love with you entirely.” He admitted, more so to himself, after all this time. His finger caressed over her so softly and delicately, as if she was made from glass and he was scared she would purely shatter. But this, it felt right. God it felt so right. It felt like the biggest weight being lifted up and released from his shoulders. 

And he knows, these moments don’t last forever. So he slowly closes his eyes, burning this moment into his memory. Another piece of her to keep

That’s until her eyes suddenly flutter open.

As he doesn’t realize, the most adoring smile curves onto her plump lips, while her heart wanted to fly out of her chest and soar at everything she had just heard. And that fact that this was reality, and not a dream of hers, made it all the more emotional. 

Her eyes fall on his closed ones once more.

“I love you too.” She whispers.

Lucas suddenly feels himself tense up immediately, freeze almost, a wave of nausea coursing through his veins as his heart suddenly picked up pace. He quickly opened his eyes, and was met with her glowing gaze. Her cheeks were tinted pink, and her smile was radiant. 

He didn’t know what to say. He could only muster out a few, choppy words. “W-What—” He was caught off guard completely, by her warming lips pressing up against his into a long awaited kiss. Her hands gently cupped his face. 

It doesn’t last long, it’s a bit evanescent, but it’s exquisite and sweet. The need in her touch explained it all, and the passion he delivered back against her lips was all they needed. 

It was everything and more. 

Their lips slowly untangled from each other’s, faces barely inching away … until their eyes opened at the same time, and their hearts were one in sync. 

They held the love in their eyes, and the giggles and happy laughter that escaped them both from pure relief and finality, was more than enough.

It’s fair to say,

neither of them got much sleep afterwards.

BTS Reaction - American Long Distance Relationship/How the other boys would find out

dccomicnerd-world said: How would the rest of the boys react to one of the younger members being in a long distance relationship with someone from America, they talk through text/email. And they find out when they find him texting them at like 1am (because time difference)

Under a read more because its really long! Enjoy!

Jin:

It was obvious that Jin was acting suspicious from the beginning. Usually, he was on top of everything, had every member up and awake by 8:00 AM sharp, and had breakfast on the table before anyone even stumbled out of their rooms. But the past few days, everyone had been waking up from the shrill ringing or beeping of their cellphones, the managers freaking out and wondering why they weren’t at their photoshoot or dance practice.

You and Jin had began dating after you met on the streets of Seoul. You’d gone there for a small vacation to just travel and experience new things. You weren’t a fan of kpop, and you didn’t recognize Jin as he helped you pick up all your fallen possessions after he had slammed into you. You were already fumbling with your phone to try and map out the way to the train station, and all the people running around confused you.

“Maybe I didn’t prepare very well for this trip,” you remember thinking, just as a body ran into you.

Anyway, from then on after he apologized profusely and offered to buy you coffee, the two of you completely hit it off and had been texting ever since you went back to the United States.

“Hyung…what are you doing? We have to get up in three hours.” Jungkook whispered as he toddled out of his room, presumably to grab some water.

“I’m, uh…” Jin started, staring at the phone after a text message from you arrived.

“You’re what? Let me see,” Jungkook said before walking over and quickly snatching the phone out of Jin’s hands. Scrolling through the mass of your’s and Jin’s text bubbles, Jungkook’s eyes went wide.

“You’re dating an American girl?” He asked loudly, and the next morning Jin had bags under his eyes and everyone knew that he was dating you. They were so curious to meet you that Jimin had asked for your phone number and became invested in grilling you about life as an American.

A few months later, you had gone back to Seoul for a longer amount of time and finally got to meet all the boys.

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You know those stories that people tell about celebrities? The ones that often go, “Oh, just wait until you meet them! They’re just the sweetest person ever!”

Well, let me tell you that when it comes to Robin Lord Taylor, aka Oswald Cobblepot from Gotham, those stories are absolutely one hundred percent true.

He is probably the sweetest celebrity that I’ve met thus far – even probably surpassing John Schneider – in all the conventions that I’ve been to. He is simply full of smiles from the moment you see him, has sweet words to say and honestly just makes you feel important and truly shows just how much he appreciates and cares for his fans.

If you ever get the chance to head off to a comic convention and Robin is there, I frankly could not recommend seeing him enough.

He is simply a precious man~

You ever think of all of the circumstances that brought you and another person together? How intricate each of the events that led up to you meeting were? Every moment had to be exactly how it was for you two to be exactly how you are together.

[!!!] Seventeen will have their first world tour <2017 SEVENTEEN FIRST WORLD TOUR ‘DIAMOND EDGE’> starting July 2017. 

The boys will tour 13 cities including Seoul, New York, Hong Kong and Kuala Lumpur. More details will be released soon.

- Admin Leen

Imagine Chris fulfilling his promise.

A/N: Yes, got this finished before I head out for the day. Thank God the time zones mess with my sleep schedule, right? 😂 This is a request from @ateliefloresdaprimavera. I hope you like it, love. I did, it’s honestly so cute. ❤️ And I love Mckenna, she’s really a doll. I can’t wait to watch ‘Gifted’, I’m going to sob like a baby.

Chris’ head titled as he watched you with a smile on his lips; he still couldn’t believe that he finally got to meet you in person. You’d both been in attendance of the same award shows and parties before, but he’d never gotten to chance to cross paths with you. It wasn’t until the 89th annual Oscars, at the Vanity Fair after party, that he finally caught you. You were talking to Octavia Spencer, who was a dear enough friend to Chris for him to butt into the conversation and introduce himself to you. The second your hands touch, Octavia excused herself. The look of adoration in Chris’ eyes did not go unnoticed, by you or Octavia. You were a fan of Chris’ so you’d heard him talk about how much he liked you on his interviews which was incredibly flattering, and as for Octavia- Chris had told her numerous time that he’d kill for a chance to speak with you; she wanted to get out of there before he killed her.

“You’re staring again,” you said and chuckled when Chris darted his gaze away. “I’m teasing,” you laughed and placed a hand on Chris’. “You’re fine. I like it when you stare, it’s very flattering.” He smiled and turned his hand palm up, entwining his fingers with yours. “So this is Chris Evans flirting, huh?”

“Actually,” he chuckled. “This is Chris Evans trying very hard not to freak out.” You smiled, brushing your thumb over his hand. “I’m so honored to be in your company, like you have no idea how happy I am right now.” You felt yourself blush. “You’re just such an amazing person, Y/N. This is the first time I’ve officially met you and I can say without a doubt that I’m in-love with you already.”

“Okay,” you chuckled, “I’m not that amazing.”

“I’d beg to differ,” he smiled. “You are that amazing.”

“You just met me, Chris. Are you seriously that sure about me already?” You quizzed and he nodded, smiling. “Oh please,” you giggled. “You think you know me, but you just know the person I portray when I’m in public. When you take me out on that date, you’re going to realize that I’m not all that and you’re going to get over this little crush you have on me.”

“That’s not going to happen,” he shook his head, chuckling. “Because sweetheart,” he pulled your hand to his lips and mumbled into your skin, “I’m going to marry you one day.” You laughed and nodded mockingly. “Just you wait and see,” he winked.
• • • • • • • •
You sat backstage with Lisa and Mckenna’s mom at the Ellen show where Chris and McKenna were being interviewed for their upcoming movie, ‘Gifted’. You smiled as you watched your husband through the TV, enjoying his interaction with Mckenna as you subconsciously smoothed your hand over your small baby bump. He was just going to be the greatest father when your child came along and you couldn’t wait until your little one arrived.

“Was it fun working with this guy here?”

“Yes,” Mckenna looked over at Chris, smiling. “We were always singing and dancing and he’s so nice. He has such a kind heart. He’s always doing charity and…” She trailed off, giving Chris time to respond to her sweetness.

“I pay her,” Chris chuckled, waving it off though he thought it was a huge deal that Mckenna liked him so much. It gave him a glimpse of the life he was about to have with you, hoping his own child would adore him as much as his on screen one did. “It’s not a big deal.”

“You know what’s a big deal though,” Ellen began, smiling because she too was incredibly happy for you and Chris. “You’re going to be a dad soon,” she said. Immediately Chris smiled and Mckenna clapped, bouncing excitedly in her seat. “Your lovely wife, Y/N, who is someone I absolutely adore.” Chris nodded, his smile growing wider with each second. “She’s how many weeks now?”

“She’s about fourteen weeks, so um- we’ve still got a while to go before the baby comes,” Chris answered. “We’re very excited, yeah. It’s been a long time coming, I’ve been waiting for this moment for what seems like forever.”

“Yeah,” Ellen chuckled. “I think she said the last time she was on the show- I believe it was your second wedding anniversary?” She quizzed and Chris nodded. “She said that you actually told her you were going to marry her the night you met her.”

“Uh…” Chris chuckled, scratching the back of his neck. “Yeah, I did.” He nodded and the audience clapped. “Um- She’s just one of those amazing people that you have a small window of opportunity with, y'know? I’ve been waiting for a chance to speak with her for so long that when I finally got it, I knew I wasn’t going to let it get away. She’s the one,” he shrugged, smiling. “Um-” He glanced over his shoulder when the audience clapped; Ellen had put photos of the two of you up on the screen. “Yeah, she’s beautiful and perfect and- I’m just the luckiest man on the planet.”

“Awwww,” Mckenna cooed, making Chris laugh. “That’s so sweet! You see what I mean? He has such a kind heart! He’s such a nice person, Ellen,” she told Ellen who nodded in agreement. “I just think he’s going to be the best dad and Y/N is going to be the best mom. They’re so lovely and I really like them together.”

“Aw,” Chris laughed, wrapping an arm around Mckenna, “you’re such a sweetheart. Y/N and I love her, we’ve told her parents numerous times that we’d gladly take her in if ever something happened to them.” Everyone laughed; you looked over at Mckenna’s mom, smiling, and she chuckled. “I just hope that my child loves me as much as this one.”

“Oh, of course!” Mckenna looked shocked that Chris would even say that. “Chris, you’re going to be so amazing as a dad and your baby is going to love you so much.” Chris smiled. “Trust me, you’re so much fun. There’s no way that your baby is going to love you any less than I do.”

“I agree,” Ellen nodded. “Both you and Y/N are going to be amazing parents. I wish you all the best and I urge everyone to watch ‘Gifted’ which comes out on 12th of April! The movie is absolutely amazing, the two leads are just so incredibly talented.” Chris and Mckenna smiled at each other before turning to the audience. “Chris Evans and Mckenna Grace, everyone!”
• • • • • • • •
“Hey you,” you smiled at Chris when he entered the green room with Mckenna by his side; she ran over to her mom to talk about how well she did. Chris, on the other hand, smiled and walked over to you, pulling you to your feet to hug you. “You did so good, baby. The tap dancing was top-notch,” you teased and he chuckled.

“Thank you for marrying me,” he whispered into your hair after pressing a kiss to your head. “I don’t know where my life would be if you didn’t say yes. I definitely wouldn’t be as happy as I am now, and-” he pulled away to place his hand on your bump. “I wouldn’t be a father.”

“You’re going to be an amazing father,” you smiled and placed your hand over his. “And I believe I’m the one who should say thank you. We wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for you, Chris. So thank you,” you wrapped your arms around his neck and his hands landed on your waist. “Thank you for fulfilling your promise to marry me one day.”

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ladysolitaire  asked:

Fic prompt: Sherlock meeting Molly's mum for the first time. 😁

I’m going with non-established Sherlolly here. Hope that works for you! ;)


“Be right back, mum,” Molly said on her way out of the lab. “I’ve just got to send this report upstairs and then we can get some lunch.”

“Not a problem, dear,” her mother assured her. “Take your time!” 

Sherlock continued working silently nearby and took a moment to sip his coffee right before Molly’s mother’s voice cut through his thoughts.

“So…you fancy my daughter.”

He nearly choked. 

“I’m…sorry?” Sherlock frowned over at Mrs. Hooper.

“Oh honestly,” she laughed. “It’s not that difficult to see. I’m pleased we finally got to meet, because I’ve been dying to ask how long you intend to continue this silly little dance.”

He felt like a rug had been pulled out from under him. “I- uh, well I- I didn’t exactly think…that is, I hadn’t planned to…”

“Sherlock, don’t you think it’s time you did plan?” She smiled kindly. “It has obviously been years. From what Molly has told me more recently, I like you. I truly do. But as a mother, I cannot advise my daughter to wait around till the end of time!”

Sherlock cleared his throat nervously. He hadn’t expected this today! Though he couldn’t help but be a bit impressed with Mrs. Hooper. 

“Listen, she’ll be back any moment,” Mrs. Hooper said quickly. “I have an idea, and I imagine you’ll be clever enough to keep up.”

Sherlock didn’t have time to respond since Molly did walk back in right then.

“Right, I’m all done. Mum, you ready to go?”

“I am, yes.” She got up and pulled her coat on. “Oh, Molly, I just thought I’d mention now, do you mind if we cancel our plans this evening? You’ve been keeping me wonderfully busy, but I’d love a night of rest. And I’m here for another full week so we’ll still have plenty of time left for you to plan outings.”

Sherlock caught the very briefest of glances from Mrs. Hooper and he had to twist his lips to avoid a smile of amusement at her cunning plan.

“Oh,” Molly said softly. “Well alright, that’s fine. You’re right, we have plenty of time left. No need to tire you out!”

As the two Hooper women headed for the door, a burst of bravery shoved Sherlock from his seat and pried his lips open.

“Molly,” he called after her, halting them. “Seeing as you’re free this evening, I was wondering if I could ask you something.”

“Help solving crimes?” Molly asked casually while wrapping her scarf.

Sherlock smiled shyly. “No, actually…dinner.”

Behind the wide eyed Molly, Mrs. Hooper gave Sherlock a proud smile. 

Dating Harry and Spending the Break at Sirius Black’s House Would Include....

Request-  Can you do a would happen for dating Harry and spending Christmas at Sirius blacks house with him? Thank you!

It feels good to finally be writing again tbh.

Enjoy! 

-Madi

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  • You both had originally planned to just stay at Hogwarts
  • But then Harry spoke wrote to Sirius and you both decided it would be best to go there
  • Sirius would be so delighted that he finally got to meet you
  • “(Y/N), you look lovely. I’ve heard so much about you from Harry here.”
  • Laughing as Harry’s face goes completely red
  • “You did good Harry, I’m glad you found someone that makes you happy.”
  • Holding hands while eating dinner
  • Everyone coming to visit Grimmauld Place
  • Snuggling up by the fire on the couch with Harry as Sirius tells you many stories about the Marauders and Lily
  • Staying up late with Ron and Hermione when they came to visit
  • You and Hermione leaving to go present shopping together
  • Having long conversations with Remus about books and such
  • Harry watching you with adoration as you talk since he loves seeing the way your eyes light up
  • “You’re goign to burn a few holes through her if you continue to stare like that.”
  • “Oh sod off, Sirius.”
  • Okay but Sirius would let you sleep in the same room together
  • And you two would cuddle with eachother because its too cold not too
  • Also doing some other things to warm eachother up
  • Well thats what your excuse is but it’s not cold at all in the house
  • Sirius making fun og you because he heard everything
  • “Whats that on your neck Harry? Looks like someone got a bit fiesty last night.”
  • Being extremely embarrassed ad not wanting to leave your room
  • “You have to come out at some point, (Y/N).”
  • “I’d rather not. I told you to quiet down last night Harry!”
  • “It wasn’t me that was loud love.”
  • Opening presents Christmas morning with Sirius
  • Sirius would totally treat you like his own daughter
  • Sirius would also try to move th mistletoe to wherever you and Harry were standing together
  • It would just be the most amazing Christmas ever

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19 for drabble challenge

19. “You’re Satan.”

this gets a bit smutty oops

The night before had been incredible.

You married the love of your life, Spencer and made sweet, sweet love to him the entirety of the night.  Lucky seemed like an understatement when you thought about how much you loved him. 

You woke up in the honeymoon suite bed, nothing but naked tangled limbs with your husband.  You couldn’t help but smile at his sleeping figure.  His hair was messy and a few strands clung to his forehead due to the amount of sweat that lingered from last night’s festivities.

Carefully, you brushed his hair back, smoothing the wet locks with your fingers.  How could someone be so beautiful in their slumber? 

Looking at the clock, you stretched your arms out over your head with a yawn, noticing it was well past eleven o’clock.  Of course, it was probably after three in the morning when you two had finally called it quits and finally got some shuteye.

Spencer stirred next to you, rolling over to meet his open, sleep deprived eyes with yours.

“Hello Mr. Reid,” you told him.

“Good morning Mrs. Reid,” he replied through a yawn.  Despite how tired he looked, he leapt from his laying position and tackled you back onto the bed, capturing your lips with his.  His kiss was hungry.

“Not quite finished from last night, are you?” you asked as he pressed tender kisses down your neck, chest, and stomach.

“I’ll never be finished,” he said against your skin.  You groaned in anticipation as his face hovered above your heat.

“Prove it,” you dared him, clutching onto the bed sheets beneath you.  You resisted wrapping your legs around his shoulders, and instead waited, moaning as he licked clean up your slit.

Just as he was about to slide his fingers into your center, your phone began to rang on the bedside table.  You rolled your eyes into the back of your head, reaching for your phone and seeing Garcia’s name flash across the screen.

You’re Satan,” you said upon answering.  Spencer had halted his actions, and was looking up at you.

“I’m sorry,” the bubbly blond said through the phone.  You could practically hear her wince.  “We have a case.”

“Of course,” you said, slumping back into the pillows.

“You and boy wonder be here in thirty,” she finished, hanging up the phone.  You sighed in disappointment and looked down at your husband.

“Case?” he asked.  You pressed your lips into a pout and nodded.  “I just need five minutes,” he said with a wink before lowing his face back down to your core once again.

History

Sorry for the delay!! Hope you enjoy!
Also not my best work but I wanted to get it up!

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You stepped onto the floors of Neverland with heavy hesitation. You agreed to help the heroes find Henry, but that didn’t mean you exactly wanted to. This wasn’t your first time in Neverland and Hook was fully aware of your past with Pan.
It was your third night on the island and the shadow was taunting you. Peter knew you would crack eventually, you couldn’t avoid him forever, and you knew you couldn’t either.
It finally got to be too much. Tonight you would meet with pan and since you knew the heroes would be busy with the map it was the perfect time. Much to his dismay and annoyance Killian helped you sneak away from the group. It took a while to find a place that was far enough away from everyone and everything.
The shadow soon showed up in front of you. If he could you knew he would be smirking with greed. You sighed nervously and told him to get Peter.
After at least 15 minutes of waiting you were almost ready to leave when you heard a smug voice behind you.
“Hello darling” he smirks. You jumped in fright and turned slowly to face him.
“You got me here. Now what?” You ask making sure to keep your distance.
He chuckles and walks around you “how are you love? It’s been a while,”
“I’ve been trying to forget about this place.” You glare it him. You looked away quickly as you felt the feelings you had for him creep back up.
“I seem to remember you being devastated to leave,” he scoffs toward you. His smug attitude never leaving his body. You roll your eyes but know that he’s right. When Killian snatched you from the island, you knew it was the right move but it hurt so much.
He glances down your body and has a look of disgust. “This isn’t you. You’re not prim, you’re not proper you’re a lost girl. Your a girl who doesn’t take bullshit and has more balls than any lost boy I’ve met. Now you’re all…this.. it isn’t you.” He seethes.
You watched his body tense and his chest heave up and down. Everything cofmused you. Your eyes welled with tears at you watched him.
“Stop,” you whisper “I wasn’t lost. Maybe at the beginning I was but in the end I was yours and you were mine. You pushed me away so I left! I found people who care for the well being of others. I have a family now!” You cry angrily.
Peter’s green eyes grow darker and darker with each moment you watch each other. You expected him to leave. He wasn’t getting what he wanted. You weren’t falling on your knees begging for forgiveness. You weren’t praising him for what he’s done. You were standing your ground.
“Goodbye Peter.”
You turned to leave when Peter appeared in front of you and crashed his lips onto yours. His hands found the back of your head and waist.
Without hesitation your arms wrapped around his broad shoulders. Your lips moved perfectly in sync with his as if no time ever passed. All the feeling your had came crashing back to your heart. You felt the pain all over again, but you also felt the love you had for him.
You can tell this is his way of telling you he missed you and hated every second of being away from you. He would never say it out loud. But for now this was enough.
His lips found your neck as he left dark marks on your body. He was claiming you as his and you loved every second of it.
He pulled away, his surprisingly minty breath draping itself over your neck. You watched his eyes which were currently a dark emerald. Even as dark as they were the moon lit them with lust.
The rest of the night was filled with a comfortable silence of just being together. His hand enveloped yours the entire night. The heroes below still struggling to find henry, but at that moment in time you didn’t care if he was found or not.
They say, “those who forget the past are destined to repeat it.”
To you repeating history doesn’t sound too bad.

The kids were in bed, you got home from scouts, and my presidency meeting FINALLY ended.  When you said you weren’t in the mood…I took that as a challenge.

I need sex too.

Family VIII - Alfie Solomons

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Alfie was sitting at the kitchen table as if he was conducting some sort of business meeting when you finally got home from the doctor’s office. His son had volunteered to drive you, partially because it was a tedious walk and partially because of what happened to you last time you walked alone at night. You accepted because he had a car and you were still healing. But when you walked in the door you wished that he had done a couple laps around the block.  

“Oh, look who’s home.” Alfie commented. He was sitting with his elbows on the table.  

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Tyler Seguin Imagine - Barstool

Watch this episode of Barstool’s “The Life” before reading. It’ll help you understand the imagine much better :) 

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I scrambled around my new 7,000 square foot house trying to get rid of any moving boxes, and any signs of actual living. I had bought a new home in Dallas a few months ago, but still wasn’t completely settled. And today, of all days, was my second “The Life” house tour with Barstool Sports, and the infamous Sophie Julia. When she and her cameraman came to my last house, she flirted with me relentlessly throughout the entire tour. I shut her down as much as humanly possible, and I can barely watch the entire episode back without cringing.

After I finished “cleaning” the house, I threw on a t-shirt, black workout shorts, and a camouflage hat, backwards. I groaned as I saw Sophie walk up the driveway, and hid myself in the kitchen so she couldn’t see me as she was on her way to the front door.

“Hey guys! How are you?” I asked with a fake smile as I opened the door.

“Tyler! Long time no see!” Sophia said in her high pitched, valley girl voice as she pulled me in for a hug. “Why didn’t you ever follow me back on Instagram?” She questioned as she pulled away.

Because I have a girlfriend now, and I also don’t really like you. I thought in my head.

“Oh, you follow me? Sorry I didn’t even see it.” I lied.

“Alright, we’ll film our intro outside and then we’ll get started, if that’s alright.” The cameraman said.

“Sure thing. Didn’t catch your name?” I asked, extending my right hand.

“Mike.” He said with a nod.

“Mike. Okay, just come on back in when you’re ready to get started.” I said with a smile.

As soon as the front door shut, I took my phone out of my pocket and called the only girl I wanted in my house.

“Hi babe!” She whispered into the phone.

“Ugh. Hi. Are you still in class?” I asked.

“No, we were having mock court today. I already litigated but some of my classmates are finishing up right now. I’ll be over there soon. Are they there yet?” She asked.

“Yeah, they are filming outside right now. Please get here soon!” I begged.

“Okay babe I’ll be there soon! I promise.”

“I love you.” I smiled into the phone.

“I love you, too.” She whispered, and hung up.

Sophie was going to hate her.

Just like clockwork, when I pressed the red circle on my phone, Sophia and Mike barged back inside.

“So we are just going to ring the doorbell and I’ll start filming, and we’ll go from there.” Mike said, stepping back out onto the brick stoop near the front door.

I nodded and shut the door, not keen on the whole “acting” bit. They rang the doorbell and the camera was rolling, so we went through the whole “hey how are you” thing once more.

“Wow, this place is beautiful! So, when did you move in?” Sophia questioned as she walked through my foyer, peering at the rooms surrounding it.

“About four months ago. Just needed something a little bigger from my last home.” I told her.

“Thinking of getting more dogs?” She asked, running her hand down my arm.

No, I’m thinking of marrying my girlfriend and having kids. Stop touching me. I thought in my head.

“Anymore tattoo’s?” She asked, still grabbing at my arm. Her fake acrylic nails dug into my skin.

“Nope.” I said quickly, swatting her arm away.

“So, over here is my office. I’ve actually been spending some time in this one, working on my brand and what not.” I explained as she looked around at the various photos I had hung on the wall.

“This is nice. Take me to the kitchen, your last one was beautiful.” She said as she walked out of the room.

“Still not doing much cooking for the random girls?” Sophia asked as she stepped into my all white kitchen and opened my fridge.

“I actually cook a ton for a girl these days.” I answered with a smirk.

Wow, for someone who follows my Instagram so closely, you’d think she wouldn’t have missed all the photos I post of Y/N, and I.

 

“Oh yeah? Girlfriend?” She questioned, suddenly very interested in what I had to say.

“Yeah. Almost a year now.” I answered as she rummaged through my pantry.

“There she is,” I said as my smile grew genuine. There Y/N was, waltzing down the back staircase leading into the kitchen. She was wearing a tight, navy blue knee length dress, black heels, and her glasses. Her short brown hair was straightened and just touching her shoulders. She looked like a sexy librarian…. Even though she was a law student.

“Hey, babe!” She said as she walked over to me, kissing me on the cheek. I grabbed her waist and pulled her tightly in close to me, my hand resting on her ass.

“Sneak in the back door?” I asked.

She nodded as her head rested on my chest. “So, you must be Julia.”

“I am. And you are?” Julia asked, kind of defensive.

“This is my girlfriend, Y/N.” I said, trying to step in before things got too petty.

“It’s so nice to finally meet you!” Y/N exclaimed, subtle sarcasm in her tone. “Babe, your brand manager just sent an email that he needs you to approve designs that have to finalized today. You need to call him ASAP. So I can finish the tour.” She said, staring at Julia.

“Oh, shit, yeah I have to go take care of that. Is that cool, guys?” I asked as I began stepping away.

“Sure.” Mike said, as a disappointed look came over Julia’s face.

I quickly rushed out of the room, a large smile growing on my face after I knew I was out of sight. I quickly scrolled through my emails and found nothing from my brand manager.

Well played, babe.

 

Y/N POV:

“So, are you like Tyler’s assistant as well as his girlfriend? I mean, if you’re getting his emails…” Sophie began.

“No.” I cut her off. “I’m about to graduate from law school, so I just take a look at all of the branding stuff and contracts to make sure everything is on the up and up as far as legal stuff goes. I help out with the designs sometimes, too.”

“Oh.” Sophie said, staring down at the floor.

“So, want to see the upstairs?” I offered, borderline feeling bad that I had been so harsh with her.

“Sure.” She said, motioning for Mike to follow us upstairs.

“Alright, this is our bedroom.” I said, walking into the large master bedroom.

“Wait, ‘our’?” She questioned.

“Yes, I’m in the process of moving in. Over here we have the his and hers closets. And no, the ‘hers’ one isn’t filled with sweatpants he lets girls steal from him.” I said coldly.

“What cute dresses you have!” Sophia said as she flipped through the dresses hanging in my closet, trying to redeem herself.

“Mhmm.” I answered, leading her to the other bedrooms upstairs.

We continued through the other rooms of the house that were finished, and finally made our way outside, where Tyler was sitting by the pool with Marshal and Cash.

“How’d you like the upstairs?” Tyler asked as he stood up and walked over to us.

“Beautiful.” Sophie said. “So, any romance rooms out at this pool?”

“Building one right over there.” Tyler said, pointing the structure in the distance that was not quite finished.

He continued to show her around the pool area as I took his spot on the pool chair and sat with the dogs.

“Well, that’s really all there is to it.” I heard him say.

“Cool. Well, thanks for letting us come by. Can we get out this way?” Sophie asked, pointing to the gate.

“Yeah.” Tyler said as he waved goodbye to her and shook Mike’s hand.

“Was I too bitchy?” I asked as Tyler came to sit down next to me, putting his arm around me.

“Definitely not. Had to mark your territory. It was pretty hot, not going to lie.” He said as he trailed kisses up my neck and to my lips.

“Oh yeah?” I whispered, leaning into his kiss.

“Yes.” He said quietly into my neck. “Swim?” He asked, looking up at me.

“It is getting kind of hot in this dress.” I said, standing up and peeling it off.

“You look hot without it.” Tyler said, standing up next to me and pushing me in the pool.

“Hey!” I yelled as I came up from under the water. “I hate you!”

“You love me.” He said with a smile as he took off his shirt.

“Yeah, I do.” I said.