Description:You hated him at seven, warmed up to him at twelve, and liked him at fifteen. Now the two of you are twenty years old and inseparable best friends… and you’re absolutely in love with him; he’s in love too—just not with you.
You were seven years old when you first met Jeon Jungkook,
and it was without question that you absolutely, undeniably, irrefutably, hated him.
You hated his everything, from the way kids in your class
flocked to him like he was some sort of radiant sun, to the way he teased you
in passing, to the way he’d stare at you out of the corner of his eye, but most
of all you hated that stupidly beautiful bunny like grin that never failed to
make your heart skip a beat.
You remembered the first day school started back from winter
break so clearly. The teacher announced that it was time to change assigned
seats. A lot of the kids whined in sadness at having to be ripped away from
their friends, but you on the other hand didn’t really mind the change since
you hadn’t become too close to your desk mate… that is until his name was called.
Your eyes widened as you watched the happy-go-lucky raven
haired boy take the seat next to yours. A frustrated sigh left your lips as you
tried to keep your sights forward and away from the brightly lit grin that was
visible through your peripheral.
prompt: I was hoping to request hamilsquad x reader maybe the reader keeps falling asleep everywhere because they’re having trouble sleep at night but they don’t want to worry the boys
a/n: this is,,, so cute,, and very relatable bc i tend to do this at times. enjoy!
You were fighting to keep your eyes open. You were yawning way too much. You hated that this sleepy feeling always seemed to strike you when it was still daytime, yet at night, you couldn’t have felt more awake.
This daytime sleepiness was making it harder for you to sleep at night. You were okay for a few days, until the lack of sleep started to catch up with you.
The first time you had been caught sleeping was when you went to Hercules’ studio. You had the day off and you promised Herc that you’d help him reorganize the place–-it was mostly little things like helping him carry in fabric and organizing it by color. You did it all without much trouble. It was kind of soothing.
He then asked you to model something for him. You were okay getting into the dress he had made for another client. It was really chance that you were about the same size. When you had to stand on the little pedestal, you started to zone out. You could hear Hercules talking to you and you mumbled half-hearted answers.
You were up there for what felt like an eternity. The dress was really pretty, you wouldn’t deny that. You were glad to help, but you felt your own eyes closing ever so slightly, until they finally shut.
Request: can u plssss do the fluffiest grayson imagine i love fluffy gray omg
Warnings: Nothing but fluff
A/N: I hope I did you justice anon! Thanks to @dolansanonymous for helping me out and giving me ideas. I love ya!
Being pregnant was never easy. All the mood swings. The weird late night cravings. The back pain. The aching feet. Being pregnant was even harder when your baby was going to be here any day now. But your husband made it bearable. Always getting you whatever you needed, making whatever you craved and dealt with your crazy mood swings.