Harry was, surprisingly, a heavy sleeper. Maybe it was because he finally felt safe; finally felt like he didn’t have to bolt out the door every time there was a noise, or a bump.
Though, it wasn’t always so easy for Harry to sleep. Sleep made him vulnerable. Sleep made it easy for someone to attack . Draco would set up wards, and charms before bed every night. He would hold Harry till his heart beat slowed, and his breathing evened out. Draco would wait, watching Harry’s fist uncurl, and his body stop twitching.
But that was a long time ago. Now, Harry is asleep before his head touches the pillow. Yet, somehow, he always manages to wrap himself around Draco, as if he was is anchor, his protection, his lifeline.
And Draco would hold him back just as tightly, because Harry was, after all, his whole world.
Here’s a headcanon for every official character :D
Cameroon: He enjoys going to schools around his country, he always tries to play a couple of matches against the kids. He lets them win to build their confidence in themselves.
Egypt: Someone when he’s sad he writes letters to his mother in hieroglyphics, he then puts it in the Nile hoping she’ll find it, one day.
Seychelles: Whenever she visits France’s place she does her hair in a french plait. No reason, She just likes to plait her hair when she visits.
China: Whenever he gets time off, he loves to ride a bike on the xi’an wall, he loves taking in the city. Sometimes he likes to think about how it has changed.
Cyprus: Whenever he is around Greece and Turkey he considers himself the “mature” one. With all their arguing who wouldn’t?
Hong Kong: Due to his fear of the dark, whenever he’s at a friend/family’s house he’ll refuse to let them leave the room he’s sleeping in till he’s asleep, he’ll hold their hand the whole night if that means they’ll stay.
India: His favorite pastime is drawing is hennas on people’s arm, if nobody is around he’ll draw one on himself. Every single one he does is a work of art!
Japan: On trips to meeting or even on holiday he brings an emergency blanket to burrito in, he has been found on more than one occasion huddled up in his hotel room rather than outside enjoying himself.
S.korea: he knows how to K-pop dance, every time one of his many K-pop artist releases a new song with dance moves he’ll practice it till he perfects it.
Macau: Around new people he acts like a gentleman, he always offers the best of his hospitality, around his family he’s a lot more casual and tends to make jokes.
Russia: He is amazing at ballet, only his sisters and his teacher knows this though, he is way too embarrassed to tell anyone else.
Taiwan: She has lucky cats hidden around her house, when she is tired or bored she likes to flick the kitty’s arm. Sometimes she giggles at their movements.
Thailand: Bad hair days are horrible for him, the majority of his day will be dedicated to making his hair fluffy again.
Turkey: Sometimes he likes to go to the mills in his country and help the ladies there make carpets, he loves the detail that goes into them.
Vietnam: Her loves to a coracle around Ha Long Bay, especially at night. She loves to sit in the middle of the bay and stare at the stars.
Austria: He can recite entire script of the sound of music. It’s his favorite musical because it’s from his place and actually happened!
Belarus: When she is around someone she truly hates she’ll stare at them and think of every possible way to kill them till they walk/run away. She always smirks afterwards.
Belgium: She has a habit of cooking when she’s not hungry, she’ll just start making waffles at 3am for no reason. Most of the food she makes is given to her brothers because free food = more money.
Bulgaria: He has an entire cabinet full of his cosplay outfits, he is very careful when washing and drying all of his outfits and rarely ever lets people try them on, for obvious reasons.
Czech: Her tolerance to alcohol is very high. It takes quite a few beers before she can be considered drunk.
Denmark: More than once he has decided to break into Sweden’s house and made a sofa fort, he defends it like it’s his own castle.
England: His favorite tea is Earl Grey. He is open to trying other types though, his second favorite tea is PG tips.
Estonia: He will spend an entire day blogging stuff, sometimes Latvia or Finland will have to come over to make sure he is actually eating and sleeping.
Finland: He’s a lot stronger than many people give him credit for, I mean just think about his country’s sniping history and how he was excited to fight against Lithuania and Poland!
France: On the short breaks (weekends) he likes to travel around his place to taste wine. He can name every vineyard and seller in alphabetical order.
Germany: He takes on more work than he can handle. The reason behind this is so at the end of the week he feels like he has accomplished something.
Greece: Sometimes when he is bored he’ll make mini statues of Greek gods and goddess. He’ll just get a bit of clay and mold it into a god.
Hungary: Her favorite pastime is to bathe in her hot springs. Not these new fancy ones, the original ones that were built during the old days.
Iceland: He has an account for nearly everyone social media site, most of which he’s too scared to actually post something because he fears of being judged.
Italy: I bet you he owns a book based on the different types of pasta, he doesn’t even need it he can name every single style of pasta.
Latvia: The reason he is often hanging out with the micro-nations is because it makes him feel more grown up, he likes being the oldest in a group!
Liechtenstein: She has more than one ribbon. The one her brother gave to her is very special to her, so much so that she bought herself more ribbons so that she doesn’t ruin the one Switzerland got her.
Lithuania: He has defended Latvia more than once, a lot of times when russia was about to punish Latvia, lith took it for him.
Luxembourg: Sometimes when he is feeling mischievous he’ll which the side his hair falls on, this makes ned’s eyes twitch and Belgium mentally scream trying to figure out what’s off.
Moldova: More often than not he’ll watch horror movies way over his age (Well not his actual age but his personified age), he is often scolded by his big brother Romania because of this.
Monaco: She’s made make up tutorials before, they are all very detailed and anyone can pull it off! She has never uploaded any though, the key to her beauty must remain secret~ (even though she’s prettier without it)
Netherlands: He lets his bunny sleep in his bed. As neat as he is having his little fluffy friend to cuddle up with helps him sleep.
Norway: He knows the names and address of every coffee shop at his place, he can also name the place where the coffee was grown. It’s his wine.
Poland: He is very religious, every Sunday he goes to church. As flamboyant as he may be he’ll thank god for all he has.
Portugal: He barely ever combs his hair, not because he doesn’t want to but because he is always doing stuff. When he does get the chance to comb his hair he’ll take a good hour combing it.
Prussia: whenever he is home alone he busts out the old shirt on trousers off moves. If Germany gets home early he’ll be greeted with his awesome brother in his tighty whities.
Romania: Sometimes when he wants to troll people he’ll dye his water blood red, people call him a vampire anyways, why not freak them out a bit more?
Slovakia: He is rather lazy when it comes to personal hygiene, he’d rather just get some dry shampoo and a couple of wet wipes then take an hour in the shower.
South Italy: He often trips over his own feet, so he’ll be walking down the street minding his own business and casually fall over. He plays it off very well though!
Spain: Sometimes when he’s bored he’ll put on his dancing clothes, he doesn’t need a partner, a broom will do quite nicely~
Sweden: Is one of the best dancers ever. Think about it, most of the music that comes from his place are addictive and have dance moves that everyone knows! (Caramelldansen)
Switzerland: Has a manual on how to win monopoly every time, it doesn’t matter if the others see it, so long as he wins he doesn’t care.
Ukraine: She really enjoys being around the micro-nations, especially if they enjoy her company too. She likes to mother the little ones, she’s very motherly.
Hutt river: The main reason he is so fancy is because of Australia, he wants to be noticed by him so he sparkles~
Kunglemungle: He loves to be left alone to practice his art, even if it’s just for a few minutes it can mean the world to him.
Molossia: The only person that truly sees his soft side is america, he is the only person that he trust not to tell anyone
Niko Niko: Although he’s human now he still acts like a micro-nation. He was born as one and he will forever be one to everyone else.
Sealand: He is scared of fires, whenever fire is mentioned he feels tears falling from his eyes. (Sealand had a pretty bad fire a while back)
Seborga: Sometimes he likes to see how many people he can flirt with in one day, he makes it a little game for himself.
TRNC: He barley ever hangs out with the other micro-nations, he’d rather just hang out with turkey and his big brother.
Wy: When she is around the other female nations she asks if they can do her hair, she likes how Ms.Belgium does her hair the most!
America: He still cuddles with a stuffed animals when he’s asleep. He really likes to cuddle things at night and if nobody is nearby his bear is his lifesaver.
Canada: He really likes hiking during his time off, he’ll often go on holidays to mountainy areas so he can go on a nice, long, hike.
Cuba: He enjoys taking naps on the beach, if he could he’d lay there all day watching the waves roll in and out whilst having a cheeky smoke.
Australia: Sometimes when he’s feeling upset he’ll hangout in the bush with all the animals, he feels like he can connect more with the animals than actual people.
New Zealand: He is very aggressive when playing sports, he may seem like a sweetheart when talking but as soon as he puts his uniform on it’s game O N
Lance: Lance Charles McClain is the best name ever, what’s not to like?
Hunk: Yeah I like my name too, it’s pretty cool.
Pidge: I actually prefer to be called Pidge, I’ve gotten so comfortable with it to the point where Katie just sounds really weird. Katie never sounded completely right in the first place anyways, so yeah, I like my current name.
Keith: I guess I never really thought about it this much. I guess I like name.
Shiro I like my name until Lance starts singing songs replacing the word hero with Shiro.
Hi sweetie~thanks for requesting ! .. here’s your requested reaction and I hope you like it >< .
I didn’t think creatively ,since they are human beings their
ways would be more special than we think…so I became more logical and made
these proposals depend on their habits that we all know …sorry if this sounds
silly but I didn’t have much time to think deeply about them ,their
personalities and how they would propose ..sorry again !
Jin would try his best to make it unexpected ,and made the
propose as a surprise when you both do the thing you like together .When you
were cooking some dinner since you decided to spend the day together ,Jin was
giving you orders ,yes you didn’t know how to cook but Jin liked to give
instructions and be the leader ,and you didn’t mind cuz the time you spent was
with your boyfriend ,and that’s all what you would ask for .
-“babe ,give me the mixed spices box please …” he said
while mixing stuff in the bowl .
-“ok ..” you replied quickly ,and went straight to the cabinet
and opened it ,there ..a small red fancy box was placed .
this ?” …you mumbled while taking it out and staring at it .
don’t know .Suga was here before you come ,open it and let’s see what’s inside
!” he said simply ,acting super professional as his eyes locked on the bowl in
front of him .
it slowly ,you knew something was wrong ,and knew that Suga won’t leave his
stuff for others to reach ,and you expected something but you didn’t want to
seem silly .As you opened the box your expectations came true ,at least Suga
won’t ask to marry you after all! ..a small peace of paper was written on it
(will you marry me?~) ,and a simple golden ring was there too .As you were
reading it Jin let the spoon down and turned to face you “you won’t reject me
right?” …you looked up at him with eyes filled with tears ,his sweet smile was
full of hope to you saying yes ,and you didn’t let him down ,you said yes ,for
his cute way to propose ,for his sweet smile ,and for the hope of him being
your partner till the last breath in your life.
After a long
day at work ,your boyfriend came only to see you and have lots of cuddles .You
were lying on his chest ,talking about your day full of embarrassing stories
and you didn’t resist to tell him ,yes he maybe would tease you ,but after it
he would give you the strengthen and the courage to face those people again ,he
is so helpful .he was playing with your hair ,humming from time to time at some
sentences ,till you finished ,and there a scary silence showed up ,and you know
when this happens he would be thinking about something else .You looked up at
him as he was staring at the window the whole time .”wanna tell me what annoys
you that much to not react at all?” you whispered ,but he didn’t look at you at
all ,ok there IS something wrong ..
-“ umm …I
was thinking of a song I produced and sang lately ,I think it won’t be
professional or enough “ he said ,taking the phone from the table next to the
bed and searching for the song .
for what? ,come on let me hear it ,of course it’s professional ,It’s done by
the genius yoongi!” you said while putting on the headphones and started
focusing on the intro of the song . It was romantic , describing a girl in a
wonderful way ,which made your heart melt
,then it started to talk about great times happened between him and her
…there you were sure it was you ,but the end was shocking ,he started saying
things like ( I want this good times last longer // I want to hold you closer
every night till I get older // I want you to be officially mine and say it out
loud to the world //……..) and when the song was over ,he whispered by his manly
voice as he took off the earphone and had a ring in his hand “enough for a
precious girl like you , will you marry me Y/N?” …
interests together was something normal between you and Namjoon, your love
..and sharing books was also something you both used to do .At midnight when
you were at the end of a book your Joonie gave to you ,you were curious about
those highlights you have noticed when you were reading it the whole week .At
every chapter there was a highlighted word ,you thought they would make sense or ,Namjoon just highlighted them randomly !. You grabbed a paper and a pen and started from
the beginning : Chapter one : want, chapter four : to, chapter eight : be
,chapter fifteen : my ,chapter twenty three : love ,chapter thirteen :
forever .. (want to be my love forever
?) .You pouted ,is this a proposal or a cheesy filtration ? …so you
picked up your phone and messaged him although it wad 2 am but you knew he
would be up reading a book ..or ..waiting for an answer :
-“ joonie ? …what will happen if I answered with yes ? And
what will happen if I answered with no
-“finished reading ?”
-“yep ..now answer me ..I’m curios “
-“well ,if you answered with yes you would be my love
forever as it was said ,and if you answered with no ..you would be my love forever too !”
-“….Joonie? …are flirting or..?”
-“yes …the answer is I’m flirting but in more official way
-“official ? …”
-“will you marry me?” …
This hyped boy would plan for this for so long ..like so so
long! .One day ,you waked up at 4:14 pm from your daily nap as someone just
rang your door bell ,when you opened it ,a bouquet of flowers was placed there
,with a card was written on it (two days left ..) …two days for what? ..you
checked the date ,and it was 4/12 ..you pouted ,your boyfriend Hoseok isn’t here
cuz he’s on tour so he won’t mess with you ,it’s not your anniversary and not your birthday …so? …you just ignored it and
continued your day normally .The next day …at 6:06 pm another bouquet of
flowers was placed outside with a card written on it (one day left ) ..ok ..that
started to get creepy …the third day ..you came back from your late shift at
work at 10:30 pm ,when you found a bouquet with a card ( did you miss me? I did
,and I’m waiting for you in the backyard) there you stated to get scared
…with hesitant steps you walked to the backyard …and there was the shock
…sparkling lights were thrown in a beautiful way on the trees and your Hoseok
was waiting for you in a fancy suit at the middle in front of huge amount of
flowers which were designed to be like a large clock on the grass with the time
-“DAMN ..Hoseok ? ..aren’t you on a tour?” ..
-“well ,I wanted to spend this special time with you !” ..he
said ,standing in front of you ,nervous af .
-“ ohh ,so YOU are the one who sent those bouquets…I
thought it was a serial killer or something “ ..
-“ohh ..did I miss up?” he said with a scared smile on his
-“no ..not at all ,but what about this clock?… and why are
you dressed like this?” ..you said pointing at the huge clock on the grass and
his suit ,so he took a deep breath ,closed his eyes and started speaking super
fast from nervousness :
-“well ..I decided to make those special iconic times be
more special since you know we spent two years together and I saved them by heart ! ..the 4:14 , two years
ago was the first time to kiss you …the 6:06 , last year was the first time to
hear the first (I love you) from you ..and the 11:11 , also from the last year we
were cuddling talking about future ,when we started to talk about family and
children and , from there I started thinking …” then he opened his eyes and
stared into your eyes deeply ..” I was going to ask you this question two days
ago ,from the first bouquet, so it would be the first kiss after the question
,and yesterday would be the first time to hear I love you after the question
and I would refuse to hear it till the right time ..and today would be the
first time to say (I want you to be by myside forever ) out loud …but the
manager refused to let me go till I finish the concert in Philippine ,so ..I
would feel satisfied if you just said yes even though my plans gone with the
-“and the yes is for the question you wanted to ask three-“he cut you ..super afraid from your answer ..
-“to my questions Y/N …to my question which I’ll say now
…so …will you marry me? …I know I couldn’t make the proposal special but the manager was THAT cruel ,and I promise I’ll make our coming marriage years better and treat you well ,so …?”
This cute pie would train for days till he would miss up
…totally ruin everything! .It was a normal day when you cancelled your extra
hours at work because you wanted to rest… directly to yours and Jimin’s house
,and you didn’t expect for him to come till midnight cuz he had schedule to
follow up with .As you entered the house ,the lights were off ,only candles
were everywhere in the salon as a table was placed there with some plates and a
cake ..you pouted ..did Jimin do all that for me or…? …you heard whispers
of someone inside the room of you two …you tip toes toward it to see Jimin
leaning his head on the mirror, his eyes closed and saying out loud “ok again
…Y/N …I love you ..and I wanna love you till the last day of our lives…no
no …no I won’t talk about death now ..again …Y/N ..I was in love with you
for a long long time ..and I’ll always do ..so will you give me the chance to
stand by your side whatever happened to you ,me or around us? …no ..that’s
too ornate ..again …more direct …Y/N …will you marry me ?…no ..too
serious again ..Y/N …uhh …I’ll totally miss up ..uhhh ..I hope she accept
!” …you pouted at that stupid idea you had a minute ago …then quickly
smiled and tip toed back to the door …there you opened it and closed it again..shouting
“ohhh my GOD!! …what’s this ..JIMIN??? babe are you home??” …and started
acting as if you didn’t see anything and arrived home two seconds ago …there
..you heard a shout after five seconds “YES ..I’M HERE!” …and he got out ,his
head down but super brave …just different from the one near the mirror one
minute ago ..but! … as he spotted you he stopped ..took a huge breath and became
super nervous…there you continued acting “Jiminie? ..did you prepare all
that?” …he nodded …came closer with a weird smile and dragged you to sit in
front of him on the table ..there ..he stared at you as you said “ohh Jimin
..what are all these for? ..I don’t think our anniversary is now “…he started
playing with his fingers ..trying to speak out but failed ..one minute as you
can’t control yourself not to say that you saw everything he finally said “Y/N
..yes it’s not our anniversary but ..I realized now how much I love you and how
much I need you by my side …Y/N ..I was in love with-“ …there he stopped as
he saw you smiling ..damn he was about to explode because of how tense he was
..so you continued for him “with you since a long long time …and I’ll always
do ..so will you give me the chance to be by your side whatever happened to you ,me or around us?” …there he was super shocked ..he stopped playing with his
fingers ..but his eyes locked on you as you thought his brain stopped working
for a minute ,trying to figure out how did you know ,but you cut the doubt with certainty …”yes Jiminie I accept ..I totally accept!” …
Taehyung and you were making some bracelets by some coloured
wool threads for the kids in the park next to your house .. you two are used to
do this when he had some free time cuz you two like children and like to share
this time in a helpful way .As a kid was sitting in front of you two ,waiting
for his bracelets to be done by you ,you asked as your eyes locked on what you
were making “Tae?? ..what are you doing ?” …he answered as his tone seemed as
if he was focusing on something else “making couple things for us …” …you
giggled “you made three pairs already !” …he replied fast “no ..this’s rings pair, not bracelets ..I used golden threads too ! …till we choose the
rings together !” …you stopped what you were doing and looked at him “but Tae
..I don’t like rings ..!” …he smiled as his eyes still on the ring he was
making “but make some exception for these rings ,they’re our rings !” the kid
cut your thoughts “can I have a ring too?” …he giggled “ohh ..but I can’t marry
a little boy! ..just the girl I love!” ..your eyes were still wide as you couldn’t
get out of the shock that he already proposed to you! …the kid interrupted
your pink dreams again as he said “so I’ll have a new friend? …you gonna give
make me have a new boy to be friends with?” …he smiled warmly and looked deep in your eyes “no cutie
,we are going to give you friendS …around five or six …right babe?” …
This maknae would do his best to make the way he reposes
unforgettable ! …you got a call from him as he said “wear fancy dress …I’m
on my way to pick you up” …he didn’t give you a second to ask anything ,so
you put your dress on and some make up ,made a simple hairstyle and there someone
knocked at your door …when you opened you saw the driver ,behind him the newest
Audi car ,you pouted “did Jungkook-ah send you?” ..he smiled “yes he
did ..now please?” and he opened the door for you. After a long drive you
arrived finally ,the car stopped in front of a huge villa which you expected it
was unaffordable even by Jungkook’s high salary ..the maid opened the door even
before you reach it and took you to the backyard ,which was a fascinating garden
more than a simple backyard .As you stood there ,staring at the great
decoration was made and the beautiful kinds of flowers ,he said behind you
“like it?” …you turned facing him as he was more than perfect with a suit on…“ohh
my God! ..of course I did ..I mean ..why did you even do that? …” ..he smiled
simply “because you deserve ..” ..and took your hand ..dragging you to a small
table with a box and a bouquet of flowers placed on it ..there were more four
similar tables in front of you which made a long line ended with a huge table
with plates full of food on it ! ..he smiled “open it!” ..you opened the first
box to see the neckless you liked last week when you both were shopping
together ,you looked at him “Kookie ! ..you didn’t have-“ ..he cut you by
placing a finger on your lips ..then dragged you to the second box which had a
small taco …you giggled and said “I
can’t imagine that you still remember my wish I made that night !” …he smiled
“I told you shooting stars make the dreams come true !” …the third box? ..it
had your shared box of wishes you both decided to make them whenever you had the
chance to …you heard him saying “I wanna start making those wishes …with
you ! ,I think I made your first two wishes.. and my first one is in the last
box! ..I hope you do it for me” …you smiled “sure I will do it ..come on ,I’m
curious to know it!” …you went together to the last box ..as you opened it
..you saw a diamond ring placed on a huge amount of coloured dried flowers
leaves ..you looked shocked at him when he said “when we decided to make those
dreams come true ..I knew that this journey would be long ..and I wanted to
start it with the first wish I made ,and it was when I first met you ..sorry my
first wish wasn’t to travel and see pyramids ..it was to get married to you
..so …Y/N ..will you marry me and start working on our endless dreams
together till the last day we spend together? .and it witl start if you said
Let’s go on adventures at three in the morning
Let’s ignore our phones and laugh while we’re yawning
Let’s sing to the moon
And stay out till noon
Lying under the stars
We will know who we are
These moments are precious
We must hold them still
We’ll laugh till we’re breathless
An adventurous thrill.
A/N: I don’t usually write about Shawn, but I’ve been on a Mendes kick for about three months now and I had to write something about him!
You could hear the soft strumming of a guitar come from the living room, then some humming following after. It was the only sound present in your apartment and the one thing that made you stop working on your essay and rip the headphones from out your ear. You looked around in confusion. Eyebrows furrowing as the strumming and humming grew louder. It took you less than five seconds to make your way out your room and into the living room. A sigh of relief left your lips when you spotted the familiar head of brown hair. It had slipped your mind that Shawn was still in your home. You both were suppose to go on a date, but plans changed because you failed to remember an essay you had to do. You opted on rescheduling, but Shawn decided that just being around you was enough for the date. This being the first time he’s ever been in your apartment. The situation felt somewhat intimate even if you both were in separate rooms doing whatever.
Shawn was sat in the middle of your couch. Body hunched over a guitar and a pen tucked behind his ear. From what it seemed like he was stuck in his own world. You smiled at the sight and wondered what had brought him into a song writing mood. You leaned against the door frame and just watched him work. He was currently working on a second album and you had yet to hear anything he’s made. That was until you heard his humming turn into singing. “I can’t deny I want your body, but I’m a gentleman so I’ll be the one who takes it slowly,” he sang, stopping for a second as he thought of a line. “Cause girl you’re so beautiful,” he said, writing down the lyrics. Shawn cleared his throat once, then started to strum his guitar and sing the line again, but with the new lyric added.
“That sounds nice,” you said making Shawn jump in his spot. He looked over his shoulder and smiled at you.
“You weren’t suppose to hear that,” he playfully scolded. Your head tilted to the side and you pouted at his words.
“And why is that?” you questioned, pushing off the door frame so that you could take a seat next to him. You rose your eyebrows in question. Shawn scratched at the back of his neck and bit onto his bottom lip. You could see a pinkish tint rise against his cheeks and it only made you even more curious as to why he didn’t want you to hear the song. “Tell me,” you smiled, poking him in the side.
“Because I was writing the song about you,” Shawn admitted. Your lips parted in surprise and a smile embraced your face at the news.
“You’re writing a song about me?” you whispered in question, feeling butterflies erupt in your stomach. Shawn nodded once and you shifted in your spot to rest your head against his shoulder.
“It’s not quite finished yet… I still have to write the first verse, but I have the chorus down,” he told you.
“Can I hear some of it?” you quickly asked. The words made a tingle run down his spine and Shawn eagerly nodded. “Not the whole thing because I want to be surprised when the song comes out, but just a bit,” you added. Shawn reached out for his notepad and flipped through a few pages until he got to the one he wanted to show you. He sat upright then began to play the guitar.
“I wanna love you with the lights on, keep you up all night long. Darling I wanna see every inch of you I get lost in the way you move. I wanna love you with the lights on and hold you ‘till the nights gone. Darling I wanna see every inch of you, I get lost in the way you move.” He stopped singing and played the tune out a bit more. Once the sound stopped Shawn looked over to you in question. You were grinning from ear to ear.
“That’s beautiful, but also so dirty,” you chuckled. He laughed along with you and his face scrunched up in amusement.
“I may have written the song after our first time together,” he slowly confessed. You let out a squeal of amusement, covering your face in embarrassment. It was sweet that he wrote a song about you, but the meaning behind it made you weary about it behind published for the world to hear.
“I like it,” you stated, kissing his cheek. Shawn smiled at your words, his hand reaching out to squeeze at your knee.
“How’d your essay go?’” he questioned, placing his guitar on the ground and putting his attention on you.
“Good, I just have the conclusion to write,” you told him. You let out a deep sigh and then yawned. “I say we both take a break. Order some food and watch a movie?” you suggested.
“Sounds like a plan to me,” Shawn smiled. The rest of the evening being spent with each other and just lounging about.
Summary: Reader is a hunter that grew up with the boys. After a two year break from hunting with the boys, they come back and things are just not the same between them.
Warnings: A LOT of angst, fighting, threats, emotional rollercoaster, adult language.
Word Count: 1500ish
Author’s Note: I have not wrote in over five years. I don’t know why but I have felt inspired. This is not good by no means. My grammar is awful and I don’t know where this is headed. If you would like MORE, let me know. I might make this into a series or just add a few more parts. If you want different stories or one shots, tell me. If you hate it and think I should never write again, say it to yourself and not my ask box. Please and thank you. :)
It was another long day. It was going to be another long night, sleeping on the floor. The floor of a dirty old house in a dirty old neighborhood. I rinsed the blood off my arms and knuckles, looking for any new bruises and cuts. As I looked in the mirror all I could see is my busted lip and look of defeat, plus exhaustion.
I peeled the blood soaked shirt from my skin, exposing the three gapping claw marks across my side. I winced as I touched them, knowing they need stitches. I heard footsteps from down the hall, approaching the door. They were loud and quick, I knew they were his. The bathroom door cracked open as I looked in the mirror I could see his face peeping around.
“Hey, kid, you all good?” His voice was low and protective.
“Fine.” I took a deep breath and reached for a clean shirt to throw on.
“You’re gonna need stitches.”
“I know.” I looked at my feet, my dirty converse, covered in fresh blood.
“It happens. We will get them next time.” He tried to be upbeat but I knew he was disappointed.
“Look at me, (y/n). It’s okay.”
“Okay.” I looked in the mirror at him, just as disappointed, if not more.
He nodded and closes the door gently, leaving me to sulk alone. I could feel the tears swell in my eyes. I felt the weight on my chest. I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think.
“Hunters don’t cry. Hunters don’t cry. Hunters don’t cry.” I repeatedly told myself as I brushed my hair and put it up in a pony tail.
Hunters don’t cry. The words I lived by. John told me I had to be strong. I have to stay strong for the boys. Hunters don’t cry. John and Mary were my Godparents. My parents were killed by vampires when I was three. I was one year younger than Sam and five younger than Dean. John raised me like his sons, fighting the good fight. I never stopped hunting. I left the boys after John died for two years but came back because I couldn’t stay away. I left and felt completely empty. When I came back, things were different. Sam and I stayed the same. The same friendship. The same bond. Dean was an entirely different story. We avoid being too close. He knocks on my door instead of barging in. He can’t touch me and I can not touch him. He can’t look at me in the eyes. I can’t ride in Baby with just him. We can’t be in the same room alone, comfortably. We try to make things work but we can’t.
I half assed my bandage across my ribcage, covering the wound. My pajamas felt like silk but truly they were old, stretched out sweatpants and a torn up Van Halen shirt. My bare feet padded across the floor as I walked out of the bathroom. I hear a high pitched scream around the corner, I pulled the gun from behind my waist band, took a deep breath, and rounded the corner. I came face to face with the biggest monster of all, one of Dean’s bar hookups that is sadly becoming an actual relationship.
“What the fuck are you doing?!” She screams, he was right behind her laughing and then he looked up at me.
“We just had a really bad hunt, don’t scream out of no where. Next time I might just pull the trigger.” I firmly stand my ground as I put the gun back in my waist band.
“So you were just going to shoot me?!” She was screaming and being over dramatic.
“Don’t flatter yourself, honey, I’ll shoot anyone if I have to.” I roll my eyes and start to walk past.
“(Y/N), can we have a word?” Dean states as he grabs my arm gently as he pulls me aside.
“Look I’m tired, bruised, and hungry. I don’t want to hear it.” I folding my arms in front of my chest, looking at my feet.
“Just look at me.” He placed his hand on my arm.
“I can’t.” I shook his arm off, and watched his arms fall to his side.
“You can’t or you won’t.” He stated firmly.
“You know the answer.”
“What do you want me to do? You know whatever it is, I’ll do it. But we have to stop this. We aren’t a team anymore. We can’t keep doing this.” He was defeated just as much as I was.
“Nothing. You can’t do anything.” I started to walk away.
“You can let me try.” He was pleading but he still wouldn’t look at me.
“It’s a waste of time. Let’s just do our jobs.”
“Why won’t you look at me? Why won’t you let me touch you? Why won’t you stay in the same room with me? We are suppose to be family.” He was starting to get annoyed but I did not care.
“Yeah, Dean but family doesn’t do what you did to me.” I was already starting to tear up again.
“You said sorry and didn’t even mean it.”
“Yes I did!” He slammed his hand against the old wall, almost busting a hole in it.
“If you did, you would have stood by my side. You were too busy fucking that bimbo back there to even notice how I was falling the fuck apart. You can’t tell me you love me every night and hold me till I fall asleep and do what you did. You can’t fuck my brains out and did what you did.” I was crying now but I was still standing my ground.
“WHAT DID I FUCKING DO?!” He was screaming “TELL ME WHAT I DID! TELL ME HOW I BROKE YOU?! Just tell me.” Sam had run up the stairs and was standing behind him, worried but protective over the both of us.
“I waited for you. I needed you and you weren’t there. You were with her, at the bar. You were with her, not giving a damn about me.”
He looked at me, his face red. He looked at his shoes, he looked at the wall, and he raised his head to look at me. He closed in and brushed his face against mine as he whispered in my ear.
“At least she would have given the child a chance.”
“Fuck you, you fucking animal.” I drew back my arm to slap him but I felt Sam grab me. “You put me the fuck down. I swear to God Dean Winchester, I’m going to fucking kill you. If it’s the last fucking thing I do! You’re the biggest piece of shit I’ve ever met.” At this point Sam was carrying me down the hall as I fought his grip.
Dean walked down following “Do it sweetheart, you’ll shoot anyone and anything. Just like Uncle John taught you. Hunters don’t cry. Keep saying it to yourself. You’re not a hunter. You’re an abandoned women with severe daddy issues and empty heart.”
“Both of you stop this! Dean, go to bed. (Y/N), go cool off. We can deal with this tomorrow.” Sam had finally had enough. He put his arms out, distancing us. He has been our referee for years and has come quite accustomed to breaking us up.
“You wouldn’t protect her if you knew what she did, Sam. She’s not as innocent as she acts. But don’t worry, I’m the monster. Right, (y/n)? ”
Dean turned and walked back down the long hall and into his room. I hear his shoes hit the floor and her giggle. Sam looked at me, I knew he felt bad for both of us. It was our mistake. It was my choice. I wasn’t bringing up a child in the apocalypse. I couldn’t have done that.
I heard her she was giggling and saying his name. He laughed with her. He laughed like he laughed with me. I felt my heart ache so hard I was holding my chest.
“It’s okay, I’m here. Sammy’s here.” Sam’s hands were resting on my shoulders trying to calm me down. He pulled me close as I felt like I was spinning a hundred miles per hour. Sam was my big brother and best friend, he was my comfort when I had no one. He is my anchor to the real world not our world full of monsters and ghouls.
“Help me get stitched up because we have a long day tomorrow.” I pulled away, wiping away my tears, and adjusting my shirt. Hunters don’t cry.
“Sure… but (y/n), you have got to tell Dean. He has to know the truth.”
“Not now, Sammy, please just stitch up my side.”
And that he did, he stitched my side. He didn’t speak, we didn’t talk. Hearing them down the hall was all the noise that needed to be heard. I loved Dean Winchester with every ounce of my being and hate him with every fiber in my body. I loved him so much it hurt my heart but I hated him to the point I could not be around him. He was my choice of drug and addiction. He was my rising and my downfall. He was what pieced me back together but he is the one that finally broke me.
THIS SONG IS ABOUT GOING TO HOLLYWOOD AND REACHING FAME, BUT ONCE THE PERSON REACHES FAME THEY GET CAUGHT UP AND GET ADDICTED TO DRUGS AND ALCOHOL.
THE BALCONY SCENE IT IS ABOUT TAKING CHANCES WITH THE ONE YOU LOVE. SUCH AS HAVING ADVENTURES OR GIVING A RELATIONSHIP A CHANCE.
BESITOS SPANISH FOR KISSES, TELLS A STORY. THE CHARACTER’S A BOY AND A GIRL, A PAIR OF OPPOSITES. HE IS ORGANIZED AND UNADVENTUROUS, AND SHE IS QUITE THE OPPOSITE. SHE LIVES IN THE FAST LANE, ADDICTED TO DRUGS AND CONSTANTLY SHOWING UP AT HIS PLACE UNEXPECTED. HE IS LIVING A HORRIBLE REALITY THAT IS INDUCED BY HER FAKE REALITY THAT IS HER GUILTY PLEASURE - HER DRUGS - AND WHILE SHE IS HAPPY HE HAS TO DEAL WITH IT. AND ALTHOUGH SHE IS TEARING APART HIS LIFE, AND SHE IS CONSTANTLY USING HIM FOR BOTH SEX, MONEY, AND A PLACE TO STAY, HE LOVES HER, AND CONTINUES TO TRY TO HELP HER AND LOVE HER THE BEST HE CAN. HE IS CONSTANTLY HAVING DREAMS ABOUT HER AND HER PERFECTION, AND HE IS CONSTANTLY WORRYING THAT SOMETHING WILL GO WRONG. SO HE DOES WHAT ANY WORRIED FRIEND WOULD DO - HE WARNS HER THAT HER DRUG ADDICTIONS WOULD KILL HER IN THE LONG RUN. SHE DOESN’T LISTEN TO HIM, AND SOON AFTER, DIES OF A DRUG OVERDOES. HE, UPSET AND CONFUSED, BEGINS TO USE THE VERY DRUGS THAT KILLED HER. AFTER VIC (THE SINGER) SCREAMS RED ROSES, THE SONG TAKES A TURN TO TWO DIFFERENT PLACES. THE DRUGS BEGIN TO DRIVE THE MAN TO INSANITY, AND HE DOESN’T KNOW WHERE HE STARTED AND WHERE HE BEGAN, AND HE CAN’T TELL WHAT’S REAL OR FAKE. HE KNOWS NOT WHETHER THE GIRL WAS EITHER A REAL PERSON, SONG, OR A FIGMENT OF HIS IMAGINATION; ALL HE KNOWS IS HIS OWN BEDROOM, WHICH HE REALIZED THROUGH HIS DRUG INDUCED DREAM COMING TO AN END, THAT ALL MAY HAVE BEEN A DREAM- BUT HIS DRUGS ARE KILLING HIM.
KISSING IN CARS VIC WROTE THIS SONG FOR A FRIEND TO GIVE TO HIS WIFE FOR THEIR ANNIVERSARY.
SOUTHERN CONSTELLATIONS THIS IS BASICALLY JUST THE INTRO TO “THE BOY WHO COULD FLY.” WE DECIDED TO SEPARATE THE TRACKS BECAUSE OTHERWISE, THE SONG WOULD BE AROUND SIX MINUTES LONG. THIS SHORT, LITTLE TUNE DESCRIBES MY UNEXPLAINABLE AND UNDENIABLE RECENT OBSESSION WITH SOUTHERN GIRLS. THE CLEAN GUITAR TONE IS ONE OF MY FAVORITE TONES ON THE ENTIRE ALBUM. WE USED A STRATOCASTER WITH A CUSTOM AMP TO GET THE GLASSY AND UNIQUE SOUND WE WERE LOOKING FOR.
THE BOY WHO COULD FLY WE WENT BACK TO OUR SO-CALLED PUNK ROOTS FOR THIS SONG. THE ENTIRE THING IS PUNK BEATS AND SUPER-FAST GUITAR WORK. IT’S ALMOST THERAPEUTIC FOR ME TO PLAY, BECAUSE IT REPRESENTS EVERYTHING THAT WE LOVED PLAYING AS KIDS. MIKE [FUENTES] IS THE FASTEST SINGLE KICK DRUM PLAYER I’VE EVER SEEN, SO THIS SONG FEATURES HIM IN ALL HIS GLORY. THE LYRICS TALK ABOUT AN UNHEALTHY CO-DEPENDENT RELATIONSHIP IN WHICH I COULDN’T LIVE WITHOUT THE OTHER PERSON BECAUSE IF YOU TOOK HER AWAY, I WOULD LOSE HALF OF MYSELF. IT’S ABOUT OBSESSION AND DESPERATION, AND THE STUPID THINGS YOU DO WHEN YOU’RE IN LOVE. MUSICALLY IT’S THE CRAZIEST, MOST INTENSE SONG WE’VE EVER WRITTEN.
CARAPHERNELIA THE LAST TIME I SAW MY EX-GIRLFRIEND, SHE LEFT ALL KINDS OF RANDOM THINGS BEHIND AT MY HOUSE: TRAVEL SHAMPOO, A RAZOR IN THE SHOWER, HAIR CLIPS, ETC. IT WAS BASICALLY JUST A BUNCH OF STUFF THAT KEPT ME REMINDING ME OF HER, AFTER A WHILE, IT MADE ME MISS HER, AND I WONDERED WHY WE EVER BROKE UP IN THE FIRST PLACE. WHEN I WROTE THE MUSIC FOR THE CHORUS, I KNEW RIGHT AWAY THAT I WANTED TO ASK MY FRIEND JEREMY MCKINNON (OF A DAY TO REMEMBER) TO DO THE SCREAMING PARTS ON THE CHORUS AND BRIDGE. A FEW WEEKS AFTER I WROTE THE SONG, I APPROACHED JEREMY WITH THE IDEA AND HE AGREED TO SING ON THE ALBUM, IT TURNED OUT TO BE ONE OF MY FAVORITE TRACKS ONCE WE COLLABORATED. ONE OF MY FAVORITE THINGS TO DO IS MAKE MUSIC WITH MY FRIENDS. THAT COLLABORATION MAKES THE SONGS VERY SPECIAL TO ME.
FAST TIMES AT CLAREMONT HIGH THIS IS A VERY SELFISH SONG THAT BASICALLY SAYS, “IF I CAN’T HAVE YOU, THEN NO ONE CAN.” I THINK THIS HAS GONE THROUGH EVERYONE’S HEAD AT LEAST A COUPLE TIMES IN THEIR LIFE. THE THEME OF THIS ALBUM TALKS ABOUT THESE NATURAL THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS TO WANT AND TAKE—THE DESIRE TO BE IN LOVE AND THE DESPERATION FOR SOMEONE ELSE TO LOVE YOU. THIS SONG DEALS WITH HUMAN NATURE AND OUR SELFISH TENDENCIES. I LIKE THE MUSIC BECAUSE IT HAS A HINT OF MICHAEL JACKSON INFLUENCE.
THE NEW NATIONAL ANTHEM I USED TO DRIVE SIX HOURS JUST TO SEE THIS GIRL THAT I LIKED. SHE WAS BEAUTIFUL, BUT DIDN’T KNOW IT BECAUSE SHE WAS FROM A SMALL TOWN. I WENT TO HER PLACE ONCE AND IT WAS COMPLETELY EMPTY BECAUSE SHE WAS IN THE PROCESS OF MOVING INTO ANOTHER APARTMENT. I REMEMBER MAKING OUT WITH HER IN THE DARK IN THE MIDDLE OF HER EMPTY CARPETED FLOOR. A LOT OF THE LYRICS ARE ABOUT THAT NIGHT. I RECORDED THE INTRO TO THIS SONG IN OUR APARTMENT IN L.A. WE USED A LOT OF THE ORIGINAL SOUNDS FROM MY GHETTO LITTLE RECORDING ON THE ALBUM.
BULLETPROOF LOVE I’VE ALWAYS BEEN OBSESSED WITH HAPPY SONGS THAT HAVE MORBID LYRICS. LYRICALLY, THIS SONG IS ONE OF THE DARKEST I’VE EVER WRITTEN. IT’S ABOUT BEING OBSESSED WITH SOMEONE TO THE POINT WHERE YOU’RE HURTING YOURSELF. A LOT OF IT IS WRITTEN ALMOST LIKE A SUICIDE NOTE MEANT TO BE FOUND BY THE ONE YOU LOVE. IT’S COMPLETELY CRAZY AND EXTREME, BUT IT’S ALSO COMFORTING .
STAY AWAY FROM MY FRIENDS THIS IS ABOUT MY EX-GIRLFRIEND TRYING TO STAY IN CLOSE CONTACT WITH MY FRIENDS EVEN AFTER WE HAD BROKEN UP. WE ALL NEED OUR FRIENDS TO BE THERE FOR US AND HELP US OUT DURING HARD TIMES. I WROTE THE PIANO PARTS IN MY LIVING ROOM AT HOME IN SAN DIEGO. WE WANTED TO CHALLENGE OURSELVES WITH THIS SONG AND MAKE IT AS DIFFERENT AS POSSIBLE FROM THE REST OF THE ALBUM. WE THREW IT RIGHT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ALBUM AS A SORT OF A BREATH OF FRESH AIR. MY FRIEND DAVE YADEN PLAYED ALL THE KEYS ON THIS RECORD, AS WELL AS ON [2007’S A FLAIR FOR THE DRAMATIC], AND THAT TOOK EVERYTHING TO THE NEXT LEVEL. -VIC FUENTES
I DON’T CARE IF YOU’RE CONTAGIOUS I WROTE A GREAT DEAL OF THESE LYRICS AFTER A YOUNG FAN HAD EXPLAINED TO ME THAT HER BOYFRIEND HAD JUST RECENTLY DIED IN A CAR ACCIDENT. SHE TOLD ME THAT HE HELD HER HAND FOR THE FIRST TIME AT OUR ONE OF OUR SHOWS. SHE TOLD ME THAT SHE JUST WANTED TO THANK US FOR BEING A PART OF THEIR LIVES. THIS WAS ONE OF THE MOST SHOCKING AND HEARTBREAKING THINGS I’D EVER HEARD. I WROTE THE SONG AS A GIFT TO HER. IT’S MEANT TO BE HER BOYFRIEND SPEAKING TO HER, TELLING HER THAT HE IS STILL WATCHING OVER HER AND THAT HE WILL LOVE HER FOREVER.
DISASTEROLOGY THIS SONG IS BASICALLY ABOUT A TYPICAL GUY’S DREAM. IT TALKS ABOUT GIRLS, DRINKING AND HAVING THE TIME OF YOUR LIFE. IT’S VERY POETIC AND DRIFTS AROUND JUST LIKE A PERSON’S MIND WOULD INSIDE OF A DREAM. I PURPOSELY JUST WROTE DOWN THE FIRST THINGS THAT POPPED INTO MY HEAD. THE CHORUS TALKS ABOUT BUILDING SOMETHING BEAUTIFUL ONLY TO DESTROY IT. THIS IS A VERY PHILOSOPHICAL IDEA THAT I’VE PLAYED AROUND WITH FOR A LONG TIME. I WROTE MOST OF THE MUSIC IN FLORIDA WITH MY GOOD FRIEND [FORMER ADTR GUITARIST] TOM DENNEY. HE AND I WORKED ON THE MUSIC FOR THIS SONG, “THE BOY WHO COULD FLY” AND “THE SKY UNDER THE SEA.” LOVE YOU, TOM
MILLION DOLLAR HOUSES I WROTE THIS SONG AS A GIFT TO MY PARENTS. IT’S MEANT TO BE MY DAD TALKING TO MY MOM. MY DAD HAS WORKED VERY HARD HIS ENTIRE LIFE AS A PAINTING CONTRACTOR, STRUGGLING AND FIGHTING TO MAKE ENOUGH MONEY TO KEEP US GOING. WE RECENTLY HAD TO SELL OUR HOUSE BECAUSE THINGS WERE JUST GETTING TOO EXPENSIVE TO AFFORD ANYMORE. THIS SONG IS ABOUT HOW THROUGH ALL THE YEARS, MY MOM AND DAD HAVE NEVER LET MONEY TEAR THEM APART, AND NO MATTER HOW BAD THINGS GOT, THEY’VE ALWAYS HAD EACH OTHER. I STRONGLY EXPRESS MY HATRED FOR MONEY AND THE WAY IT SOMETIMES FUCKS WITH PEOPLE’S LIVES AND FAMILIES. ALL YOU NEED IS LOVE. THE BEATLES WERE RIGHT ALL ALONG. GO FIGURE.
THE SKY UNDER THE SEA THIS SONG IS SAYING HOW HE THINKS THAT SUICIDE IS SELFISH.
HELL ABOVE I WROTE THIS SONG FOR ALL OF OUR FANS WHO FEEL LIKE THEY DON’T HAVE A HOME OR A PLACE THAT THEY DON’T FIT IN. IT WAS ALL INSPIRED BY THE LETTERS, MESSAGES, AND CONVERSATIONS THAT WE’VE HAD WITH THEM OVER THE LAST COUPLE OF YEARS. IN THE CHORUS I SAY ‘THIS IS A WASTELAND, MY ONLY RETREAT. ’ I AM REFERRING TO THE SHOWS THAT WE PLAY AS A TEMPORARY HOME FOR THOSE WHO NEED IT. IT MAY NOT BE MUCH, BUT AT LEAST IT’S A PLACE WHERE WE CAN FORGET ABOUT OUR PROBLEMS FOR A LITTLE WHILE.
A MATCH INTO WATER I WROTE THIS SONG FOR MY EX-GIRLFRIEND WHO HAS BEEN FIGHTING BREAST CANCER. SHE RECENTLY FINISHED HER LAST CHEMO-THERAPY TREATMENT AND I WROTE THE LYRICS ABOUT HOW PROUD I AM OF HER FOR MAKING IT THROUGH ALL OF THE PAIN AND THE TREATMENT ALL ON HER OWN. SHE’S THE STRONGEST GIRL I’VE EVER KNOWN AND I AM INSPIRED BY HER EVERYDAY.
BULLS IN THE BRONX WHILE THEY WERE RECORDING, SOME KIDS TOLD VIC THAT A YOUNG GIRL (16) HAD JUST COMMITTED SUICIDE. THEY EXPLAINED THAT THE BAND MEANT A LOT TO HER AND SHE FELT THAT THEY SHOULD CONTACT THEM AND LET THEM KNOW WHAT HAD HAPPENED. ATTACHED TO THE MESSAGE WAS A LINK TO HER TUMBLR PAGE WHERE SHE HAD POSTED A VIDEO EXPLAINING WHY IT HAD ALL COME TO THIS AND BASICALLY SAYING HER GOODBYES. THE VIDEO HAUNTED VIC FOR WEEKS AND HE ENDED UP WRITING ABOUT HER EVERY ONCE IN A WHILE.
TANGLED IN THE GREAT ESCAPE THIS IS ABOUT VIC’S FRIEND WHO WAS/IS ADDICTED TO DRUGS AND HE WAS AFRAID HIS FRIEND WAS GOING TO DIE.
ONE HUNDRED SLEEPLESS NIGHTS THAT SONG IS ABOUT A GIRL THAT REALLY MEANS A LOT TO ME; KIND OF LIKE THAT GIRL YOU FEEL COULD BE “THE ONE. ” WE WERE KIND OF TOGETHER, BUT WE WEREN’T REALLY OFFICIAL. WE WERE BOTH STILL SEEING OTHER PEOPLE. SHE ENDED UP GETTING PREGNANT AND HAVING A BABY WITH SOMEONE ELSE. THAT KIND OF ENDED THE WHOLE THING. IT WAS AN INTENSE, CONFUSING EXPERIENCE FOR BOTH OF US. SHE’S A YOUNG MOM NOW AND I STILL REALLY CARE ABOUT HER, BUT SHE WAS WITH ANOTHER GUY. THAT SONG EXPLAINS THE NIGHT SHE TOLD ME WHAT HAPPENED AND WHAT WAS GOING TO HAPPEN.
HOLD ON TILL MAY A GIRL I USED TO DATE ONCE TOLD ME THAT HER PARENTS NEGLECTED HER AS A CHILD. SHE REMEMBERED CLIMBING THIS TREE IN HER BACKYARD AND HIDING FROM THEM JUST TO SEE IF THEY WOULD LOOK FOR HER, OR EVEN NOTICE THAT SHE WAS GONE. I ALWAYS THOUGHT IT WAS SUCH A SAD STORY AND I WROTE THIS SONG FOR HER. IT ALSO TALKS ABOUT THE UPS AND DOWNS IN THE RELATIONSHIP THAT WE’VE HAD RECENTLY.