Summary: In which you get injured at a Gleam party and the boys make a huge deal out of looking after you after being you cry for the first time and feeling very protective of you.
Dedicated too: The anon who requested this, I hope you like it!!xo
Seeing as you were bestfriends with each and every member of the buttercream squad, you were a compulsory member. It’d all started when you met them in a club one night after Jack had saved you from a rather awkward situation where a guy was being a bit forceful. He’d then taken you to meet his friends and you instantly became one of them.
You didn’t have a Youtube channel, instead you worked at an editing company in Central London - but after the boys finally got to see one of your most recent projects, they demanded that you quit your job and work with them behind the scenes instead. Seeing as you’d never exactly enjoyed your job, being able to walk into the building with your head held high and quitting there and there was one of the best feelings you’d ever experienced.
Working for the boys didn’t feel like work, not really. Of course, some videos were more challenging than others, but they were always so much fun to put together and add silly effects too. You got to travel, more than you ever had before, and the fact that you got spend all that time with a group of boys who surely enough became like your brothers after just a matter of months.
LA was by far your favourite place to visit, and luckily enough the boys all visited the place regularly. Slowly but surely you became apart of the buttercream squad, appearing in more and more vlogs and videos until finally seeing you in videos was just the norm.
During one of Gleam’s parties, where you were supposedly each and every one of the boys’ plus one, you tripped over a particularly long extension cord in your room and sprained your ankle pretty bad.
Seeing as you couldn’t exactly walk after then, all of the boys waited on you hand and foot. They all freaked out at first after finding out jay you were hurt, and Joe stormed up to the front desk to shout at the manager about the unsafe wires whilst Caspar and Oli made sure you hadn’t broken or fractured any bones.
That night, the boys decided that it’d be best if they took you home a day early. You tried to insist that it wasn’t necessary, but they weren’t being swayed at all. They insisted that you needed to be at home where they could keep at eye on you and where you could take painkillers and not have to worry about drunk people causing you any more injuries.
You got two separate cars home, seeing as there was no way you could all fit into one, and seeing as there was virtually no traffic, they arrived back at Joe’s apartment in no time.
They’d decided that since Joe had the biggest place that it’d be best for them all to crash there, seeing as none of the boys were willing to part ways with you until they knew for a fact that you were okay.
Jack carried you up the stairs, and even though you’d rolled your eyes and told him that he honestly didn’t need too, he did anyways. Joe unlocked the door and opened it for you and Jack, though you could do nothing but smile at him in thanks as Jack whisked you off into the apartment and placed you down into the couch with such delicacy it almost made you laugh.
The rest of the boys all huddled around and and provided endless for the rest of the evening, and even let you choose what they were gonna watch. Of course you chose your favourite show, which none of them argued about, instead they all smiles softly whenever they heard you giggle: knowing that as long as you were laughing then you weren’t in any pain.
Conor had respectively the most comfortable and soft shirt on, so you ended up with your head on his jest and your legs draped over two other boys, and then your hands entwined with two different hands whose owners you weren’t exactly sure of.
It was like a huge puppy pile, everyone cuddling and sharing blankets - no arguments or drunken conversations. Simply shared smiles and a respected amount of comfort. They’d all panicked when they found out that you were hurt, and they weren’t afraid to admit that, but they’d never actually seen you cry before and their protective instincts kicked in immediately at the sight of tears.
You were their bestfriend, their little sister - one of the most important people in all of their lives. And even though it was a minor injury, all they wanted to do from that moment on was wrap you up in cotton wool and hug you until you fell asleep - when they knew you couldn’t accidentally cause yourself harm.
You share a few conversations about the episode once it finishes, and you giggle at Joe’s displeased expression, knowing he wasn’t exactly fond of the show at all but still pulled through for your sake. Feeling your eyes on him, he turns his head and gives you two thumbs up with a forced smile that made you laugh and squeeze your eyes shut in amusement.
Conor then spent awhile telling you about his weekend at the studio, explaining some of the songs he’d managed to record for his new album and even leaking a few of the lyrics after you’d all promised to never repeat them to anyone.
You curled your first around his shirt as the painkillers that Joe had basically force fed you began to kick on: your eyes fluttering as you tried to force yourself to stay awake. But when you feel one of the boys run their hand through your hair and began to play with it, a well known way to put you to sleep almost instantly, you sigh into Conor’s chest and allow yourself to fall into the land of dreams; your first remaining clutched around Conor’s shirt.
All of the boys share a knowing smile as they all look at you with small grins on their faces. Protecting you and looking after you made them feel good, and they’d happily do it more often. But for now, they were just glad that you weren’t in any more pain.
Summary: Yoongi is looking through his phone, his insecurities hitting him. You comfort him and fluffy fluff :)))
The noise from the TV in front of me was distant as my
gaze around the room fell on my boyfriend of 8 months. He had a hurt look in
his eyes while his thumb were scrolling down his phone, his black hair falling
down in front of his eyes. I sat up scooting a little closer looking over his
shoulder. “What is it?” He just kept looking down on his phone. “Babe?” I said
a little louder. My arms found their way around his waist as I put my head on
his back. “Am I really that bad Y/N?” I hear his voice weak in the dark room.
“Where does this come from, Yoongi?” I asked shocked by his question. He got
out of my arms turning around looking at my confused face. His eyes fell down
to his hands, as I knew he were struggling to find his words. “I just… You
know… Am I really as cold and heartless as people say I am?” I felt my heart
sink as I heard his voice full of insecurities. “Do I give you enough love Y/N?
Am I really that emotionless?” I knew that Yoongi had a certain reputation
being an idol and all, but this? This made my heart hurt so much. He is the
most loving and caring man I know, even if he might not always show it, you can
always see it through his small actions every now and then. I took his phone
out of his hands making him look me in the eyes. Even though he’s cold
sometimes and mostly it’s sarcasm that comes out of his mouth, he is full of
emotions and it’s times like these where he can’t hold it in that he really
opens up. I took his face in my hands looking him deep in his eyes, letting him
know that what I was going to say was truly what I felt and knew “Yoongi, You
are the most caring person I know and you’re not heartless or cold. I can’t ask
for more love from you, as I know your giving me all the love you can. I love
you so much and I know you love me too, so please shut up about this and don’t
take it in because we both know none of that is true.” I kissed his lips,
feeling a tear on my cheek. I pulled away looking at his beautiful face, wiping
a tear of his away with my thumb. He pulled me in close for a long hug, his
chin resting on my head. We stayed like this for a couple of minutes just
listening to each other’s heartbeats, enjoying the silence together. He pulled
away taking a strand of hair behind my ear, smiling down at me with loving
eyes. And people say this little fluff ball is emotionless?
That night Yoongi held me closer than usual. Don’t get
me wrong we always cuddled, just that this time it was different. It was like
he wanted to prove something, I don’t know if it was for him or me but I knew
how much he cared and that it was hard for him holding his emotions in all the
time. I don’t know why he always did that, I’m just happy he at least has me,
and his music to get it all out. I felt his hand take mine, and a kiss on the
back of my shoulder, “Goodnight Y/N” he whispered in my ear. “Goodnight Yoongi”
I closed my eyes feeling my breath get heavier by every second that passed. Right
before I fell asleep I heard a soft whisper from the man beside me “I will give
you almost all my love so no other man can take my place”.
You sat there while you bounced your leg in your seat. Your eyes never leaving the clock. You had just a few more seconds….bingo. You shot up out of your seat.
“Dang! Looks like they’re not coming to get me. It’s been real so let’s just call it a day-”
“Sit down (Y/n).” Harry stated in a final voice as he didn’t look up from a magazine.
You huffed and plopped down in the plastic chair.
“(Y/n) you’re going to be fine.” Caitlin insisted.
“You’re not the one that’s being put under.” You ran your hands over your face.
“She’s right (Y/n)…you’re going to be okay.” Barry smiled.
“When you come out you can eat as much licorice as you want with me.” Cisco said as Barry punched his shoulder. “She won’t be able to eat solids Cisco.” Caitlin shook her head.
“Well we could chop it into little pieces-” “It could get caught in her gums.” Barry said. They began to bicker and you started to giggle.
“(Y/n) (Y/l/n)?” A warm smiling nurse said as she opened the door. (Y/n)’s heart dropped as the trio ceased their bickering for a few second. “Oh god.” (Y/n) mumbled. She stood as she turned to the group.
“You’re okay. Deep breaths.” Barry whispered as he hugged her tightly. Caitlin and Cisco joined the group. Once they let go she turned to Harry. He gave her a small smile.
“You’ll be okay kid.” She nodded as she took a deep breath before walking to the door.
“See you on the other side.” She stated as she waved goodbye.
You laid in the chair for a long time. The needle being the worst of all.
“Alright ma’am just count to ten and by then you’ll be out okay?” “Mhm…one….two……th-three….” Black spots filled your vision till you were out like the dead.
Barry sat reading (Y/n)’s book she had tried to read while waiting.
“You think they’re done yet?” Cisco asked as he checked the clock for what seemed to be the 100th time.
“I don’t know Cisco.” Caitlin yawned. It had only been an hour and fifteen minutes.
“Family of (Y/n) (Y/l/n)?” The four shot up as the nurse jumped slightly.
“She’s starting to wake up. Right this way.” She ushered them into a room where (Y/n) sat in a dentist chair. Her mouth wide open and sprawled out. They all stifled a giggle. She groggily opened her eyes and grinned wildly to the group.
“Sup dawgs.” She giggled. They laughed as Harry cracked a smile. Her smile faded.
“What’s so funny.” She asked defensively as she folded her arms.
“Nothing (Y/n). How are you feeling?” Caitlin asked.
‘I feel…amazinggggg. What is this stuff called?” She asked as her eyes got really wide.
“You guys can take her any time! Just let us get a wheelchair-”
“I’M PARALYZED?!” She cried as they all jumped slightly.
“No (Y/n) you can walk but you’re just loopy we don’t want you to fall.” Cisco explained with a smile.
“Oh….haha.” She giggled as they brought in a wheelchair. Barry and Harry grabbed an arm as Cisco and Caitlin watched. They sat her in the car in between Cisco and Barry. (Y/n) was poking her face.
“Why do I look so chubby.” She grumbled.
“You got your wisdom teeth out. You’re going to be sore for the next few days.” Caitlin explained. (Y/n) gasped. Causing them to look at her worriedly.
“WHERE’S MY HAIR?!” She cried as she was almost in tears working herself up. She began to panic.
“No no no look your hair is right here (Y/n) see! You put it in braids. Look i have one and Cisco has the other.” Barry said holding up a braid. Cisco holding the other. She sighed.
“I thought I lost my hair. Guys I’m hungry. Let’s go eat.” “(Y/n) you can’t eat yet.”
“Hey but I don’t care I want licorice. Cisco promised me licorice.” She whined. Cisco sighed.
“That’s my fault that’s on me.” He apologized. Barry chuckled as Caitlin shook her head.
“I’m tired.” She shouted.
“We’re almost there-” “Where.” She asked.
“We’re going to keep an eye on you back at Star Labs-” “HOLY COW I WORK AT STAR LABS?!” She asked.
“Yeah (Y/n). We’re going to take you in low-Oh my god she’s asleep.” Cisco said. Barry sighed.
“I got it.” He scooped her up. Harry raised a brow. “Let’s get her in. Can’t keep an eye out on her out here can we?” Barry smiled at the limp girl as Cisco giggled.
So this has been bugging me for a while now, but I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. But Genji’s model ingame is not him not wearing clothes. He’s wearing full body armour.
Case in point:
This is Genji pre-enlightenment, wearing blessedly sleeveless civilian clothes (or at least Overwatch’s version of it) Note the arms.
This is Genji now. Again, note the arms.
Conclusion: Genji is not naked, he’s in fact covered up more than on the picture of that celebration. Which makes sense since the skins are supposed to be what the characters wear in a combat situation. I doubt Hanzo walks around all the time with his tit out.
Presumably underneath the armour is a hell of a lot of tech hidden, together with his (semi?) organic skin that looks from the picture like bare muscles. Maybe synthetic tissue that could be more or less sensitive to touch.
tae is stretching, suga is being jesus, jin is impersonating a tree, jungkook still thinks he’s at school, namjoon is… being namjoon, jimin is in mid pirouette and jhope is.. tbh i have no idea what he is doing. why am i even stanning this group gdi EDIT: hobi is a praying mantis