Oh, I get it! He's possibly your son who you are waiting for the dna test to come back right?
What!? NO!! He isn't me dad!
*places his hand on Oscar's shoulder.* It's okay. I know it must be difficult to accept someone like Qrow to be your father.
I'M/HE'S NOT HIS/MY FATHER! I JUST MEET HIM!
Uh, Then why are you hanging with a kid?
He's... a student of Ozpin's. Ozpin told me if he ever died I was to give him his cane and continue his training.
*whispers* Nice cover.
Agreed. Qrow always was good at think on his-
OH THANK GOD! *Qrow, Oscar, and team jn_r all turn to stare with raised eyebrow at a little to happy Ruby, who notices this and starts to blush.* I, uh... I'm just... glad that Oscar isn't, uh, rela-IIIIII mean A LONG LOST SON! Yeah that's it! Hehe...hehe...
*Starts blushing as well.* Uh , Y-yeah... It would be unfortunate if we were relat-LONG Long lost relative.
*looks between the two before pointing to Oscar* No. *then points to Ruby.* No! *Points back to Oscar.* HEEEEELL No!
Oscar I know your hormones are hard to control but you can NOT date one of my students.
soulmate au where you can hear your soulmate’s thoughts
the first time you heard your soulmate’s voice was when you were 12
a really quiet voice was talking and it seemed like they were reading a book
you listened to his story telling for a while before you finally perked up
and you scared him
it was endearing though
and you two exchanged names before the connection was cut off
fast forward to present day
Wonwoo’s love for reading only increased
often while you’re working, you’ll hear him reading paragraphs from a book
or sometimes he’ll randomly pop into your head, and he gets all giddy bc “i found a new book, its really nice, can we read it together”
and you get a heart attack bc wow he’s really the cutest
“y/n i heard you say that”
sometimes you hear him tear up bc the book he’s reading is really sad
and other times you hear him say something weird like ‘where are birds ears’
you’re just ‘really wonwoo, really. Its one in the morning shut up and go to sleep’
you two never really wanted to force the meeting, you both believed that it would happen at the right time
and it did
you walk into a nearby bookstore bc you keep bugging wonwoo about one of the books he read but he won’t tell you the title bc he thinks its funny that way
but lucky for you, you remember a paragraph from the book and from your online research you were able to snag the title
so you’re in the bookstore like ‘sucks for you wonwoo, i’m going to get my hands on the book’
wonwoo is just laughing in his head and you really want to meet him so you can hit him
you walk into the aisle of the book and you see this really cute guy standing in the aisle too and he’s holding a book while smiling to himself and you just think to yourself ‘cute guy’
wonwoo: WHAT CUTE GUY
so you’re standing at the spot where the book is and
it’s too high up for you to reach
and you’re cursing at him in your head ‘fuck you wonwoo, it’s so high up and i can’t reach the book’
now he’s laughing even more and suddenly the guy in the aisle is also laughing
and you’re kinda ‘that’s weird’
so you read the title of the book he’s holding and now wonwoo is like
‘wtf how do you know what i’m holding’
and you two look at each other and there’s this really big realisation and you two literally shout at each other
also wonwoo is teasing you a lot right now bc you actually called him the cute guy from before and this time you really get to hit him
unlike a lot of other soulmates that are awkward on the first meeting, you two hit it off really well since you two have talked for years
the first date you two have is just a really casual one to a book turned movie and as you’re leaving, you and wonwoo are arguing about which was better: the book or the movie
as much as wonwoo doesn’t want to admit, he finds you really really cute
‘i heard that wonwoo’
‘sToP ReAdiNg mY ThOuGhTs’
the first time wonwoo told you he loved you was when he was sitting on his bed, watching you in the bathroom as you were brushing your teeth and you looked up into the mirror where you smiled and almost spit out the toothpaste foam because wonwoo was staring at you
‘what’ you’d ask him in your head
‘i love you’ wonwoo answers quietly
and now wonwoo becomes this type that doesn’t say he loves you outloud so he’s always saying it in his head to you
and you love it bc it just feels like a secret between the two of you
once said ‘soonyoung accidentally kissed seokmin which is why they’re far apart’
and you started laughing in soonyoung’s face and kept apologizing bc soonyoung just KNOWS wonwoo told you
anyways soulmate wonwoo is a really cute and weird person who loves you with his whole heart, and he spends his days talking to you bc he just misses you and he even remembers your favorite paragraphs from books so he can make you happy randomly in the day.
ok so I really want to try writing a novel length piece, but I neither have the time, motivation or ideas to do it. So here are some characters I’d like to see in writing but cannot be bothered to actually write about them:
a character who is suicidal and diagnosed with depression, meets a girl/guy who they end up falling in love with, and who asks them to stop trying to hurt themselves and they don’t because depression is serious and it will not stop by someone you care about asking you to, the person needs to be able to help themselves too, or find some way to deal with it in a healthy way
a character who is trans (thats it, ive never read a book with a trans character, so I cannot say (a) a person who is accepted or (b) a person who is not because I HAVE NO CHARACTERS AT ALL) (A/N: Maybe im reading the wrong books but im pretty sure the most popular books that I have read do not have trans characters)
two characters of the same gender who are in love and everyone loves it because its literally the best and ugh I need a cute one not a couple that is defined as the gay couple, but a couple who is defined as something like cutest couple or biggest PDA couple
nice cheerleaders?? (literally I made so many friends from cheerleading they are the happiest, nicest people I know??)
a girl who is literally the girliest person you have ever met, who loves dresses and Prom and pink and has no shame in it, and is actually nice (unlike Regina George, because all the girls who are girly are depicted as bitches? I need a nice girly girl)
the “popular girl” being a band geek (idk I think its funny)
characters with anxiety and public speaking issues
CHARACTERS THAT HAVE A REAL PROBLEM TO OVERCOME AND STILL HAVE NOT FACED IT BY THE END OF THE BOOK BECAUSE THEIR CHALLENGE (e.g. depression, anxiety, eating disorders, etc.) TAKES A WHILE TO GET OVER AND IT IS ALMOST UNREALISTIC TO BE SHOWING CHILDREN THAT IF YOU MEET THE RIGHT GUY OR GIRL YOU WILL BE CURED THAT IS WRONG IM SORRY I FEEL VERY PASSIONATELY ABOUT THIS
Happy Valentine’s Day to all of my dear followers! You guys are amazing and I love you all. <3
Quick shout out to my girl @noenoemi for helping me find the cards. They do not belong to me and were found through Google.
Jonathan wasn’t the biggest fan of Valentine’s Day; though it had more to do with the fact that he rarely had anyone to celebrate with, than the idea of it being a made up holiday for stores to sell overpriced candy and cards to the unsuspecting public.
He dreaded the day, because it just reminded him how horribly lonely he was, and how his romantic life was virtually nil. It also emphasized how deeply in love he was with his best friend, with no hope for the future due to the fact that said best friend was straight, and completely unavailable.
Which is why, when he opened his locker on the tenth of February, he was extremely surprised to find a small red envelope sitting among his books.
Summary: Its yours and Grayson’s 3 year anniversary. You guys couldn’t spend the day together because he was busy with meetings. Grayson made sure to have an eventful day planned out for you, before you guys see each other that night for dinner.
Word Count: 4, 255 (sorry its long. I have no self control)
It was Grayson and I 3 year anniversary, and he had plans to take me out to this very nice 5-Star steak house in LA. I told him I didn’t want anything fancy or flashy. Honestly I would’ve been fine with pizza and a movie in my living room, but of course Grayson didn’t listen. Grayson had meetings pretty much all day today, so I wouldn’t see him until tonight for dinner. I wasn’t upset about it because I knew what kind of career he has, and how busy he can get sometimes. Besides, Grayson made sure I had something to do to keep myself busy all day, until we saw each other tonight.
I woke up this morning to an empty bed because Grayson had to leave for his meetings pretty early. Instead of waking up next to my boyfriend I woke up to pink and red rose petals all over the bed, with tray of breakfast waiting for me on his side. I couldn’t help but smile at the thought of Grayson doing all this for me. I also couldn’t help but worry a little, because lets be honest Grayson is a shit cook. He loved cooking, but he sucked at it. So I’m kind of nervous to eat it. But still the fact that he put in all this effort was so cute. He made all of my favorites. Pancakes with scrambled eggs and turkey bacon, with a side of fresh fruit, and a tall glass of orange juice to wash it all down with. My breakfast also came with a note, curious as to what it said I opened it.
“ Good Morning Baby Girl,
Happy Anniversary! I can’t believe it’s been a 3 years already. Crazy to think that all of this started because of a follow spree huh? Started off being a fan, than you became my best friend, and you’ve been my best friend for almost 7 years.
I love how you’ve been supporting me since I only had 2,000 followers on Twitter. Now I’m at 3 million, and you’re still here supporting me, and everything I do. You looked passed the stupid cringe worthy Viner and YouTuber, and got to know me for me, and now, you’re my girlfriend. I don’t know what I did to deserve you. I love you so much Y/N. I love the way you drag out my name whenever you’re mad. I love how you’re never afraid to call me out when I’m doing something stupid, or being annoying. I just fucking love you so much Y/N. I suck at these things, but I can tell you better tonight. I wish we can spend the day together, but I planned a little something for you today. A challenge if you will. First you’re going to have to get the vlogging camera and vlog everything from beginning to end. Next, I left notes around the apartment with some instructions on them, so just follow the instructions and I’ll see you tonight beautiful. I love you.
- Grayson ♥ ”
I was on the verge of tears at how cute this letter was. I finished my breakfast, and surprisingly it was really good. There was no way he cooked this. At least not by himself. I decided to go take a shower, and get ready for the day that Grayson had planned for me.
* * * *
I got out the shower, and wrapped my wet hair in a clean towel, and wrapping another towel around my body. I walked back into the bedroom, and grabbed my phone off the charger and decided to send Grayson a text.
Y/N: Good Morning babe! How are the meetings going? Thank you for breakfast, it was delicious! I saw the note you left me, & I can’t wait to see what you planned. It should be interesting. Btw, who cooked breakfast??
I sent my text, and within seconds Grayson texted back.
Grayson: Our next meeting starts in a few. But your first instruction is in the closet ;) oh and make sure you remember to vlog the day. Have fun babygirl. I love you and I’ll see you tonight!
Grayson: Cameron came over and helped me cook.
Y/N: I love you too, & I can’t wait! ;) Tell Cam I said thanks for breakfast!
I plugged my phone back up to the charger and started heading over to the closet like Grayson said. There was a note on the closet door. What the heck, how come I didn’t notice this before? Remembering what Grayson said about vlogging this entire day, I walked over to the dresser, and grabbed the little vlogging camera that Grayson got me randomly. I turned the camera on, and I started talking and explaining pretty much what was going to be happening today. I walked over to the closet and ripped off the note that was on the closet door.
“Start Here” the note read.
I pushed open the closet door, and turned on the light only to reveal my closet decorated with a bunch of blowed up balloons and confetti all on the floor. I confused at how he had managed to do all this with me here the whole time. He probably did it early this morning when I was still sleeping. I had the best boyfriend in the world. I was looking for something to put it on because I was still in my towel. I didn’t really want to dress up till later tonight, so I decided I’ll just wear on of Grayson’s t-shirt and some leggings. As I went to grab the t-shirt from one of the draws, I saw a pink Victoria Secret bag in the corner with a pink bow on it. It was like he purposely put it there because he knew I was going to wear one of his shirts or something. I held the camera over the bag so I could film myself opening up the bag. There was a pair of gray PINK sweat pants, with a matching hoodie, and t-shirt. As I was pulling everything out, there was a note at the bottom of the bag.
“Although you look very cute in my clothes, I thought these would look better on you while you’re out. PS, please put my shirt back! Now go in the living room for the next note ;)”
I laughed knowing how annoyed he’d get whenever I’d take one of his shirts. He didn’t mind whenever I wore them, but the problem was I never give them back. I mean technically their mine anyway. I turned off the camera and got dressed in the outfit Grayson got me, and they actually were the perfect fit.
I got the camera and turned it back on, and started making my way down the hall towards the living room, and my jaw dropped. There were big red letter balloons that spelled out I Love You against the wall, and a big bouquet of lilies and daisies on the coffee table. As I walked closer I saw 2 notes next to the bouquet of flowers. I picked up the note, and read it out loud to the camera.
“Hope you liked the flowers babe. I knew lilies and daisies are your favorite so I made sure to get the biggest bouquet they had! Now on the other note you’re going to see a list of places. I need you to go to all those places that I listed in that exact order, and at that exact time. You’ll be running into a few familiar faces as you go ;)”
What the hell is he planning? I guess I’m going on a little scavenger hunt. Except I don’t think I’m really suppose to be looking for anyting. Or am I? I honestly had no idea. I just know the first place I was suppose to go to is a nail salon. I walked over to the key hanger to grab my car keys, but instead of it being my normal car keys it was replaced with a small remote control looking thing. And of course there was another note.
“Looking for your keys? Yeah well about that, I may or may not have thrown them away. Go to you’re usual parking spot to find your car ;)”
What the hell does he mean he threw my keys away? Why the hell would he throw them away? Is this a prank? I kept asking questions in my head, as I headed down to the parking garage and to my parking spot. As I approached my parking spot I couldn’t see my car. There was a white Jeep Wrangler with a big red bow on it, in the spot where my old 2003 Honda Civic was.
No fucking way. Did Grayson get me a new car? There’s no fucking way.
“Oh my god!” I said into the camera.
I walked closer to the car, and on the windshield there was a paper with my name on it. I was shaking right now. What the hell is happening. I’m honestly so confused. I opened up the paper, and began reading out loud into the camera.
“Yeah I threw your car away too. Well not actually threw it, but I got rid of it. You’re too cute to be riding in that old rust bucket, that literally can stop working any day now! I remember you telling me how much you wanted a Jeep Wrangler. So I thought why not get it for my girlfriend as a anniversary gift. I know you’re going to try and call me and tell me how you can’t except it and all this other stuff. But it’s yours baby girl. You deserve it, and everything else you’re about to receive. There’s no fighting me on this. On any of this. Just get your thick ass in the car, and drive to the nail shop. Have fun princess ;)”
I was crying right now, and it was all on video. Grayson really did this for me. He really got me my dream car. Seriously what did I do to deserve him? I got into the car, and there was no way to contain my excitement so I screamed, at the top of my lungs still recording everything. He even installed a holder thing for the camera on the dash, so I hooked my camera onto there, and started playing with the buttons in the car. The car was push to start so that remote thing makes sense now. I started the car, and immediately the GPS appeared on the screen part of the dash. I guess Grayson set up the directions for all the places he wanted me to go to in the GPS already.
* * * *
I followed the voice on the GPS all the way to the nail shop. I parked my brand new car out front, grabbed the camera off the dash, and walked into the shop. Grayson’s sister Cameron was sitting in one of the waiting chairs. I guess she was waiting for me.
“Took you look enough!” Cameron joked, giving me a hug.
“Was I suppose to meet you here? I have no idea what is happening. Grayson got me a fucking car Cam!” I said still shocked. I can see her laughing at how confused I was.
“You know about this didn’t you?” I asked her, rolling my eyes playfully.
“Yup!” she replied popping the p.
“So what are we doing here?” I asked.
“We’re getting our nails and feet done, but we’re waiting on my mom. She said she’s parking so…” Cameron began to trail off when she saw her mom walking through the door.
“Hey girls!” Mrs. Dolan cheered, giving both of us a hug and a kiss on the cheek.
I guess you can say that I have a pretty good relationship with his mom. I mean I’ve known them since they were like 14. We’re both 21 now so 7 years is a pretty long time. Throughout those 7 years of knowing each other Grayson and I have been dating for 3. I still remember coming over for Christmas after being his girlfriend, everybody was saying how it was about time we got together. It was good to know that his family supported us from the beginning.
The 3 of us were having a little girl talk, and getting our nails and toes done. I was currently sitting in the massage chair enjoying the vibrations of the chair against my back. I was enjoying myself a little too much because I didn’t even realize that they were already done with me. I got up to go pay, but Cameron told me that it was already taken care of.
“Grayson?” I asked her, getting a nod in return.
I looked at the time, and it was 2pm, I needed to be at the hair salon by 2:30 so I needed to leave now if I was going to get there on time.
* * * *
I arrived at the hair salon to see one of my best friends Miranda in the front with 2 Starbucks drinks in her hand.
Was she waiting for me?
“Miranda what are you doing here?” I asked her, as she handed me one of the Starbucks drinks.
“Waiting on you. Come on, you gotta get your hair done.” she said, opening the door, and I followed her inside.
“You’re in this with Grayson aren’t you?” I asked, and she nodded, smiling ear to ear.
Okay seriously what the hell is going on? All of this is cute, but I was honestly so confused.
The hair stylist sat me down in her chair, and handed me the book of hair color and styles and told me to pick. I starred at Miranda who was still giggling like she on laughing gas or something.
“What?” I asked her chuckling a bit.
“Oh nothing, you’re just so cute.” she said, pinching my cheeks causing me to laugh.
I picked out the color I wanted, and told the hair stylist I just wanted a little trim, and maybe a blow out. She started going to town on my head, and about 2 hours later I was done.
I looked at myself in the mirror, and was completely satisfied with the results. My hair was so soft, and the color complimented my skin completely. Just like at the nail salon, I tried to go pay, but Miranda told me it was already taken care of. So of course I knew it was Grayson. It was now 4:30pm, and I needed to be at my next stop at 5. Which apparently was some dress store.
When I got in the car, I decided to give Grayson a call. I figured he’d be done with his meetings now, since its 4:30 and he left for his meetings at 7 this morning.
“Hello?” a voice sounded through my new car speakers.
“Ethan?” I asked, recognizing that it was Grayson so it most likely had to be Ethan.
“Yup thats me! Whats up Y/N?” he asked, clearly trying to be funny.
“Ethan, where’s Grayson?” I asked.
“Uh you’re not allowed to talk to Grayson right now. He’s busy pooping right now” Ethan said, and I could hear Grayson in the background yelling at him.
“Ethan I can hear him in the background you ass clown! Give him the phone!” I yelled at the idiot on the other end of the phone.
“No can do Y/N. You’ll have to wait till later to talk to him.” he said, clearly not gonna let me talk to my boyfriend.
“Whatever asshole.” I said jokingly, as I hear Grayson yelling I love you in the background before Ethan hung up.
I arrived at this little boutique, and I had a feeling someone I know was going to be here to meet me. As I was getting out of my car, I spotted a familiar car parked a few cars in front of me. It was my other best friend’s Leena’s car.
I still didn’t know why Grayson wanted me to vlog this. I guess it’s for a video or something I don’t know. I walked into the boutique and as suspected Leena was there. She had a few dresses in her arms, while she was looking through a rack. But when she saw me she ran over and instead of giving me a hug she hand me the dresses, and took the camera out of my hand.
“Leena wth?” I asked, yet again still confused.
“Shhh! Just try them on. Hurry! she shooed me into the fitting room, and I started trying on the different dresses she handed me.
We tried 5 out of the 6 dresses she gave me, and she didn’t like any of them.
I didn’t even know what I was trying on dresses to begin with. Maybe it was for the dinner?
“Am I suppose to pick a dress for dinner my anniversary dinner tonight?” I asked, going back into the fitting room trying on the last dress.
“Yes, now hurry!” she said, rushing me.
I looked in the mirror, and my jaw dropped. The dress was beautiful. It was a beautiful red lace cocktail dress that stopped a little above my knee. The dress hugged my curves in all the right places. I stepped out of the fitting room, and Leena nodded in approval!
“You know you can’t wear underwear with that right?” she said kind of loud, causing everyone in the store to look.
“Oh my god.” I said burying my face in my hand.
I stood in front of the mirror admiring the dress some more, when Leena came over with a pair of shoes to go with my dress. They were a nude pair of open toe strapped heels. They were really cute, and look perfect with the dress. Just like at the nail shop, and the hair salon, Grayson had already paid for everything. Okay I’m defiantly going to talk to him tonight, about spending all this money on me. I know he likes buying me things, and as he always says he wants to treat me like the princess I am, but I can’t help but feel bad. I mean the nails, hair, and dress is one thing, but he got me a brand new car. I mean I can only imagine how much that car is! I shook away the thought, when I felt Leena tap my shoulder.
“You need to go home and get ready! Someone will be there to pick you up at 8, to take you the restaurant to meet Grayson for dinner.” she said, before giving me a hug, and handing me back the camera.
I left the boutique and started making my way home.
* * * *
I made it home around 6:30, and it was now 7:30. Someone was suppose to be here to pick me up at 8. I was currently putting the last touches on my make up, and all I needed to do was get dress. I laid my dress out on the bed, and pulled the zipper down on the side. I stepped inside the dressed, and pulled it up, putting in one arm first, than the other. I zipped up the zipper on the side, and patted down any wrinkle that was on the dress. I pulled my heels out the box and put them on. Once my shoes were on, I walked back over to my make up table, and applied on some nude colored lipstick. I sprayed on some perfume, and ran a comb through my hair. I didn’t have to do anything to it, since it was still nicely done from earlier. I finished just in time, because I heard a car horn honking downstairs.
I grabbed my purse, locked my apartment, and started heading downstairs. I opened the door of the apartment lobby, and saw a car that looked a lot like Ethan’s BMW. I stood by the door starring at the car for a few seconds, until I saw the front window going down, and Ethan stuck his face out the window.
“Get in loser, we’re going shopping.” he said mocking Mean Girls. I crinkled my eyebrows in confused, but couldn’t help but let out a laugh.
“Are you suppose to be my Uber?” I asked, getting into the front seat.
“Pretty much, yeah.” he said flashing me a goofy smile.
“Well I’m not paying you.” I said laughing at him.
We were blasting music, and jamming out in the car as we were on our way to the restaurant.
We arrived, and as I was trying to open the door to get out, Ethan stopped me.
“No, I’m suppose to get door.” he told me, as he got out the door and ran to the other side.
“You didn’t have to open my door E.” I said.
“Oh don’t worry this was a once in a lifetime thing sis.” he said. I found it cute how he called me sis. I mean Ethan and I always considered each other like brother and sister. But I don’t know I just thought it was cute when he said it,
“Thanks Eteeweetee!” I chooed at him, while I patted him on the head.
I walked into restaurant, and you can just feel the romantic vibe going on in there. The lights were dim, and they had soft music playing quietly throughout the restaurant. I told the host, I was meeting someone here, and I gave him Grayson’s name, and he started walking me towards the back end of the restaurant. As we were walking towards the back, I saw Grayson sitting at cute little table reserved for just 2. He was holding something in his hand, I’m guessing it was his phone. He saw me coming and started to get up from his seat.
Finally, I get to see my man after a long eventful day! He cleans up pretty nicely. He was wearing all black jeans, with a white collared button down shirt. Simple but yet so effective. His hair, was so fluffy, and his curls fell effortlessly to the side just like I love.
“Hey beautiful.” Grayson said, pulling me into a hug and giving me a peck on the lips.
Like the gentleman that he is, he pulled out my chair for me, and helped me push myself in closer to the table. He sat down, and I couldn’t help but smile. The butterflies in my stomach were going crazy. No matter how many dates we go on, or how long I’ve been around him, I can’t help but get nervous still.
“So how do you like your new car.” Grayson asked flashing me his signature smirk.
“Grayson, I love it so much! But why did you do that? I was fine with my old car.” I said.
“That car was going to break down at any minute. Besides I’ve been wanting to get you a Jeep for a while now.” he said, smiling at me.
“Babe, you didn’t have to do that! Seriously, you didn’t have to do none of this. I would’ve been perfectly fine with eating pizza in my living room.” I said truthfully. I didn’t need any of these fancy things, and Grayson knows that. We can be in a sewer somewhere, but I would’ve been happy as long as I was with him.
We ate our food, and had our normal everyday conversations. We talked about his meeting, about how my day was, and just everything in between. Grayson paid the bill, and since he drove here, we made our way to his car and started heading home.
As much fun as today was, I couldn’t wait to get back to the apartment, and cuddle up with my boyfriend watch a few movies, and go to sleep. We pulled up to the parking garage, and Grayson handed me a blindfold.
“Put it on.” he directed.
I knew there was no point in questioning him or trying to protest against it, so I placed the blindfold over my head, and sat there in the passenger seat. I heard a car door close, and quickly after that I heard my passenger door open.
“I’m going to carry you upstairs, okay babe?” Grayson said, as he carried me out the car.
He carried me to the elevator and once we were in he put me down. Grayson was quite the whole time, so I was getting a little nervous. I was blindfolded and I had no idea what was going on. For all I know I could be walking to my death trap right now, and this guy isn’t even Grayson. I heard the elevator ding, meaning we must be at our floor. I felt Grayson life me up again, and after about a minute, I was put down again. I heard some keys jingling, so I assume that Grayson was opening the door. He lifted me up again, and once I was put down again, my noise instantly got hit with a wave of vanilla, and flowers.
“Hold out your hand.” Grayson said as he took my camera from me. His voice was soft, and a little shaky. As if he was nervous or something almost.
I held out my hands, and felt a couple of skinny twig like things in my hand.
“I want you to count to 3 and take your blindfold off.” Grayson said, but his voice was started to fade out.
“1, 2, 3 …” I counted out loud, removing my blindfold.
I removed my blindfold to the most beautiful, and cutest scene ever. The apartment lighting was dim, there were candles throughout the room, and there was a pathway on the floor made out of rose petals, and little candles. I looked to see what it was Grayson had put in my hands, and it was a small bouquet of a dozen roses. Sticking out was a little note that said …
“On each rose, I wrote something that I love about you. When you finish reading all of them, come into the bedroom, for your final surprise.”
On each rose there was a little strip of paper, I was suppose to read all of them, and come into the bedroom after to get my last surprise. Jeez Grayson I wonder what that can be. I went red at the thought, but I needed to focus on one thing at a time.
I removed the first strip and it said…
“I love your smile.”
I felt myself cheesing reading this. I removed the next strip and read it. I continued to do that for all of them.
“I love the way your eyebrows crinkle together when you’re mad at me.”
“I love when you play in my hair when I can’t sleep.”
“I love that you’re so nice to all of my fans.”
“I love you because you make me feel wanted.”
I continued to read through each note, trying my hardest to hold back my tears, but this was the cutest thing that anyone has ever done for me. There was only 2 left, and I get to go see what my final surprise is. Although I’m sure I had a pretty good idea. Good thing, I didn’t wear any underwear.
I picked up the next strip and read it out loud.
Will? What does that mean? Who’s Will?
I pulled off the last strip of paper from the rose, and placed the small bouquet on the kitchen counter with the rest of the notes. I started walking towards the bedroom door, as I read the last strip of paper.
You? It went from cute to confusing. What is this note an the last one suppose to mean? I couldn’t help but think that maybe I was about to get pranked as soon as I opened this door.
I took a deep breathe, and placed my hand on the door knob twisting it slightly and pushed the door open.
“Grayson what ar-” I was cut off by everything that was in front of me.
What I saw in front of me was not what I was expecting at all. Grayson was kneeling on one knee. Behind him were the same big red letter balloons from this morning, but instead of saying I Love You, it said Marry Me with a question mark. I looked down at the 2 strips of paper in my hand.
Oh My God. Is Grayson purposing to me?
I looked up from my hand, and saw Grayson still in the same postion, but this time he was holding open a little box. My heart started pounding through my chest, when I was able to make out that there was a ring in that box.
Oh My God. I didn’t know what to do. I couldn’t say anything. I stood there frozen in my spot with the tears building up in my eyes as Grayson started to speak.
“Y/N. I love you so much. I can’t even put into words, how much I love you. You’ve been in my life for 7 years now, you’ve always been my best friend. But these last 3 years, you opened your heart to me and you let me be something more. I don’t know what I would do without you. You keep me sane through all this craziness. When I’m feeling down, you know just what to say to make me feel better. You take away all my worries, and all my doubts. I’m a better person because of you. You’re the sunshine whenever I’m feeling gray. And I don’t ever want to lose my sunshine.”
Grayson got up and started walking towards me.
“Y/N Y/M/N Y/L/N will you marry me?” he asked, searching my face for an answer.
I grabbed his face, and crashed his lips onto mine. After about a couple of seconds I pulled away.
“Yes! Grayson of course!” I said, and he kissed me again, as he grabbed my waist and spun me around.
We pulled away from our kiss, and Grayson held out my hand, and slid the ring onto my ring finger. As if on queue, his mom, Cameron, Miranda, Leena, and Ethan, all came out of the closet, with awes and loud chants. I hid my face into Grayson’s face, trying to hide how red I probably was from all of this. He kissed my forehead, and held me in close to his chest.
Requested by anon: “I’m so glad you want Reid lol imagine being the person Reid goes to when he’s over thinking or panicked. Just being there for him when a case or situation is overwhelming. I think that’s cute and dramatic lol -🐞”
A/N: First Criminal Minds fic on this blog! How exciting. ^.^
If their is one thing you consider your apartment, its safe. It has a good security system, locks, and of course the FBI agent who is your neighbor. Yes, Dr. Spencer Reid is your neighbor.
The two of you have become quite the friends. You’ve also even gotten to meet some of his co-workers/friends. They were all amazingly nice people, but they noticed how different your relationship was with Spence. It was completely friends, no co-worker, or case drama to mix in.
Over time your apartment has become a safe haven for the good doctor. No matter what time of day or night you’re always open to listen to his overly thunk thoughts or the nightmare he just had.
Often you’d even let him crash on your couch if it was late and he was still worked up.
All of these things made tonight no different. Finding him leaning against your door, looking like a lost puppy.
“Hey Spence” you greeted. Giving him a wide smile, something he dearly loved to see adhere your features.
“H-Hey [F/n], sorry to bother you just getting home but could we talk? Please?” his voice shaking a little as usual, for some reason it did that when he started talking but eventually warmed up to your presence. You thought this happened around everyone he was comfortable with but in fact it only happened around you.
This boy was head over heels for you. No matter how he’d like to deny it. He didn’t want to pull you intimately into the life of Rapists and Serial Killers.
“Of course, you know my door’s always open to you” Answering while unlocking your door.
He followed you in, taking his shoes off by the door. “What were you out doing tonight?” curious as to why you were later than usual.
“A date“ you answered simply. “Oh really?” he asked, his voice a bit pained.
“Yeah, it was a waste of time though. Guy was an ass. Last time I let my friend set me up with someone” you chuckled while standing in your kitchen. Having made some tea for the both of you. Not hearing his sigh of relief.
Meeting him at the couch you handed him a mug before sitting by his side. “So what’s got the doctor troubled?”
“I, um. You know how my mother has schizophrenia?” he asked hesitantly. You nodded having been told about his childhood already.
“Well I’m reaching the age where those symptoms begin to show, I mean I’ve had testing done and those results say I’m fine but there’s always the chance that I won’t be and it’s scary.” The pace of his words quick. He did that when trying to get a thought out or opening up to someone.
At this point you’re more than capable with keeping up with him.
“Spence, yes there will always be risk factors but if the tests say you’re going to be okay you should trust them. Over thinking about what might happen will only affect your time in the present. Enjoy life in the moment. And if something does end up showing itself then we cross that bridge when we come to it” You comforted him.
“But what happens if I do end up having something? What if I end up as bad as my mom?”
“Spence you know more than anyone that mental illness is different for everyone. There’s no guarantee that you will reach that point. But how things are going now, you’re about as normal as a genius can be” you giggled. Making a smile pull at his lips.
“Thanks [F/n]. You always know just what to say.” he smiled at you. Relief filling you at seeing he’s back to his fact spewing self.
“Hey, that’s what I’m here for.” You laughed, shrugging. “I’ll always be here for you Spence, okay?” reassuring him at taking his hand. He smiled, lightly squeezing it.
“[F/n]?” he whispered, staring at your hands. “Yes?” you matched his tone.
Looking up at you, hope in his eyes. A completely new expression on his face, one of hope and confidence. “Would you maybe want to–” Though his voice was cut off by his phone ringing.
He apologized before answering, “Hey Hotch… Yeah I understand… I’ll leave now”
He hung up the phone and looked at you apologetically “I’m sor-” you stopped him by raising your hand, “No worries, duty calls” smiling at him.
Getting up to leave he slipped on his shoes. He was halfway out the door when you stopped him. Looking at him from the couch you called, “Hey Spencer?” He looked back at you curiously. “Yes” you answered.
“What?“ His face contorting with confusion.
“Yes, I’d love to get dinner with you.” He visibly tensed from shock. “Y-You mean?”
You chuckled, “Being friends with you I’ve picked up some profiling abilities. I finished the sentence for you, how’d I do?” smiling at him, a sparkle in your eyes.
He smiled and looked at his feet, “Great, you did a great job. I’ll uh, I’ll call you after the case” nerves twisted with happiness in his tone.
“I’m looking forward to it” you smiled. He waved before closing the door behind him. Biting your lip you smiled before nestling into the couch further. Unaware of Spencer high-fiving himself in the hallway.
Omg!! I just LOVE💕💕 your writing!! I just discovered your blog and it's AMAZING!!! And i saw requests were open so!!! Can i request a HC with RFA+Saeran where MC had a ton of stuffed animals and comfy pillows. And she just loves to nap and cuddle with the animals all day. They feel jealous that MC isn't giving them enough attention. I love it when the RFA gets jealous😆😆 so Thanks!! You'll definitely be a big blog one day!
omg aaaah you’re so so nice and this is really heartwarming <3 hope you enjoy this and have a nice day/night!
MC felt that Yoosung needed to meet with her parents atlast
So they both came to MC’s house where they would stay for a couple of days
And they were deciding wether Yoosung would stay on the couch outside or on the floor in MC’s room
He didn’t really want to sleep on her bed as they were a new couple, he’s really shy and added the fact that her parents are sleeping a few feet away from them in the other room and are quite strict
Yoosung didn’t really want to be away from MC though so they opted that he be sleeping on her floor
He was fixing his mattress when he realized that MC had alot of stuffed animals and pillows
“Hey MC, I think I’ll be needing more pillows um can I have some”
He found MC cuddling with the animals, smothering them with kisses
Feeling something in the pit of his stomach he was scolding himself for being jealous by a bunch of toys
He couldn’t help it though as he took another glance at MC cuddling with them as he started mumbling to himself
“I should be the one she’s cuddling with, not with a bunch of stupid stuffed animals”
“What did you say Yoosung?”
MC noticed how his behaviour changed and surprised him by wrapping his arms around his waist and pulling him to bed
Yoosung squeaked as he was being trapped by MC’s embrace
“M-MC! Your parents are just in the other room”
“I don’t really care”
She said as she kissed his cheek, kissed his mouth, kissed his forehead
Yoosung was blushing beet red but he’s not complaining
Zen receives alot of gifts from his fans no doubt
But instead of him gushing over how cute the stuffed animals that the fans sent him were
It was MC who kept them all with the consent of Zen
He, at first was really confused but found it adorable that she has a thing for all those stuffed animals
She cuddles and naps with them all day long
And I meant a l l day
Zen was particularly tired from this one rehearsal and all he wants to do is to bury himself in MC’s cuddles
But he comes home to her surrounded by all the toys and instead of him gawking at the cute scene in front of him he felt slightly bitter
He ran his fingers through his hair as he let out a tired sigh
He came up to MC who was still sleeping and stroked her hair, the touch sending jolts through his body, making him want to touch her more
Man being with her for so long and she still manages to make him feel like he has this schoolboy crush
Slowly, he tried to one by one take out the stuffed animals so that he can get in bed with her to sleep aswell
But MC stirred and when she saw what Zen was doing, she snatched the animal from him and hugged it fiercly, turning her back from him
Zen was feeling really pouty and just plopped himself on top of her earning him small giggles
“What are you doing?”
“I’m trying to get your attention”
He said bluntly, making MC laugh more
“I do give you attention”
“Not with all these animals around! You hardly even look at me. I don’t want to share you with… them” He gestured around him and MC put them aside making space for Zen as they both slept with their arms entangled
Jumin knew MC was fond of stuffed animals
That’s the reason he keeps buying her anyways
Everytime he came home from a business trip he already has pillows and stuffed animals presented to her as gifts
At first she’s like noooo Jumin don’t
But then she knew that won’t stop him anyways so she gladly receives the gifts in the end
It gets harder and harder for Jumin though because the bigger her collection becomes the more she ends up neglecting him
Which made him almost call a maid to have it ‘accidentally thrown out’
Of course he would never do that to his girl but sometimes he just can’t help but feel pouty because she naps and hugs them all day
And all Jumin wants is to feel loved
He would sneak glances at MC while he drinks his wine
Trying to find comfort in stroking Elizabeth’s hair, he still finds MC’s warmth more soothing
When MC notices him eyeing her he cocks her head to the side
Still holding the pillow mind you
“Is everything alright Jumin?”
“Everything is fine my love, go keep entertaining your collection”
He said those words with a little tone and MC was shocked
She went over to him and sat on his lap
“Something does look like the matter, is it work?”
Can this girl be even more oblivious
As frustrating as the situation is, in the end Jumin knows how ridiculous it is and found it endearing instead
He placed a chaste kiss on her lips and gave a small pat on her head
“You, my dear, have been ignoring me”
He explained the situation and MC was embarassed
Promises to give him more affection from now own
Jaehee wasn’t really fond of stuffed animals but seeing MC light up being surrounded by them puts her at ease atleast
She would sleep with it, take it with her to their coffee shop you name it
It was really cute at first but being at home and finding MC curled up and hidden between the masses of pillows made her feel less enthusiastic about it
Let’s face it Jaehee was jealous
But she was in denial because how can she be jealous of a thing stuffed with cotton??
It was ridiculous but it was making Jaehee more frustrated
MC nOtice me
She would walk in front of MC alot, trying to catch her attention to no avail
Now Jaehee’s dislike for stuffed animals increased
MC noticed her walking around without really doing anything and asked her if she was okay
“Yeah I’m okay”
MC opened her arms and Jaehee gladly accepted the hug
Seven has guilty pleasures with stuffed animals let’s face it
But he sacrifices his and gives them to MC instead because she’s really cute when she receives them
And it makes his heart flutter to see her so happy he wouldn’t trade it for anything
When they were having fights, Seven would straight up buy her expensive pillows and cute stuffed animals and they would be back okay in an instant
And when he would be working, she would be getting one of the toys and peck his cheek with it saying
“Saeyounggg, you should really take a break”
“Hm maybe if you give me a kiss”
“The only kiss you’ll be receiving is Ms. Ladytart’s if you don’t get a snack or two that’s NOT junkfood”
“Negotiable, now come here”
He pulled her as she fell into his lap but placed the animal on his face right when they were about to kiss
That got him slightly annoyed but he let it pass
Until MC was now constantly ignoring him and all her kisses went to her animals instead
Seven needs love and attention to survive how can he do this
Always jokes around how MC loves them more than him but she never really takes it seriously
Until she naps all day with it and Seven got worried because she hasn’t been coming out of her room to eat
Did she get sick??
Once he found the situation, he couldn’t help but feel jealous of all the pillows surrounding her
So he bought an animal onesie and parades around the house wearing it
“Finally I can experience MC’s love!”
Saeran absolutely hates that she has tons of stuffed animals
But it was also just because he was just really really irritated that MC sleeps all day with it
“I don’t understand, why the hell does she bother with all those damn toys around her? it’s driving me insane”
“How come? I think it’s really cute”
“It’s not cute Saeyoung, It’s making me feel so… so mad! I don’t know why”
“I am not”
“Yes you are”
MC came out to see the two boys bickering, in a sleepy haze, yawning, she asked
“Saeran over here is jealou-”
He tackled Seven and placed his palm on his mouth
“Don’t listen to him, all he ever spouts is pure idiocy”
Seven licked his hand and he let go screaming:
“HE’S JEALOUS OF YOUR STUFFED ANIMALS”
And ran straight to his room
Saeran nearly chased and killed him right at that moment but snapped his head back to MC when he heard her laughing
“Why are you laughing you idiot”
“You-? you’re jealous?? Of my stuffed animals pfft” She kept laughing, holding her stomach until Saeran circled his arms around her waist and pulled her body tight against him, not letting go
“So what? I like your attention”
MC was surprised at his sudden boldness as he placed his lips on hers
Ok so it's the same girl that told you about meeting Mike Faist on my school trip hi. So all we asked him about was how he got on broadway and stuff. Just innocent questions from about 45 teens and about 5 teachers all of us crammed into a dance studio. All I remember was how nice and humble he was and how he would giggle and clam up when we told him how excited we were to see the show. And then we saw the show and saw how Connor Murphy screamed FUCK a thousand times. Drastic difference. LuvHim
He’s a pretty cool guy! I remember he was really sweet at stage door when I saw it. I’m glad you got the chance to do the Q&A with him
IMAGINE: Steve and (Y/N) broke up a while ago. Since they broke up, they managed to salvage their friendship. Steve, being Steve, decided to set her up with one of his friends. It was the right decision though wasn’t it? So why was he feeling all these emotions when he saw them together?
[gif is not mine. hope you guys enjoy it -let me know what you think]
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The road to love has its ups and downs. You may break up, move on, meet someone nice spend a few years with them…but eventually, you may realise that the person that you’re meant for you already dated them. Like the cliche, if you’re meant to be, you’ll find a way back to each other.
“I still cannot believe that you’re setting her up with someone!” Sam exclaimed as he loudly placed down his glass. “Natasha agrees with me.” The woman in question nodded as she too sat down. “I thought you guys were going to be together forever.”
Steve shrugged, sipping his drink, “I guess it wasn’t just meant to be.”
“Bullshit!” Sam yelled. “That’s utter bullshit.” Steve arched a brow and looked quizzically at his friend. “What? Look, everyone knew that you guys were great together and everyone thought that you would end up together. You seemed so in love with each other.”
Steve sighed loudly and readjusted his seating position. He took a deep breath once again, “Look Sam, (Y/N) and I were great together, but sometimes the road that you’re both on just ends because you’re just too different, or timing.”
“So if it wasn’t for timing you guys would be together?” Natasha asked.
Steve looked at (Y/N) who was now currently laughing with his close friend. There was something stirring deep down inside him and he didn’t know what it was. He looked at the people standing side by side. He smiled despondently at Natasha and Sam, without a word he raised his glass up and downed his drink.
The two friends looked at each other worriedly. Without another word, they too drank their drinks in solace.
“So are you ever going to call him back?” Steve asked as he poured her a coffee. He looked at (Y/N) who flipped her head to the side, she scrunched up her nose and shrugged. “(Y/N).”
“Steve,” she smiled as she picked up her coffee. “He’s a great guy.”
“If he’s such a great guy then why don’t you call him back?” He passed her a donut, and started eating one himself. Steve watched as (Y/N) silently took the donut and started picking at it. “Why are you picking at your donut? You only do that when you’re nervous. Wait…why are you nervous?” A second passed. “YOU LIKE HIM!”
She made a disbelieving noise and dropped her donut, “Psh! No,” she shook her head. “Definitely not.”
Steve dug out his phone, “(Y/N), I know you better than anyone could ever know you.” He slid the phone to her, “Now, call him.”
“I don’t like him Steve,” she replied back defiantly.
“Say his name.”
“Say his name,” Steve said again.
“Robert,” she spoke. Just as he was starting to doubt his theory, a small smile started appearing on her face.
“Aha!” He accusingly pointed a finger at her. “Call him.”
(Y/N) rolled her eyes and picked up the phone, she unlocked it and scrolled through the contacts until she found Robert’s name. She showed the dial screen to Steve, as soon as she heard Robert’s voice she started speaking.
As Steve watched his former love talking to her possible new love, he felt a small crack in his heart. He stood up straighter, wondering why he was feeling these emotions right now. Things were surely over them, wasn’t it? But as he watched as (Y/N) smiled and laughed at whatever Robert said, the crack began to get larger as time wore on.
“Why are you here when she’s over there?” Tony pointed to the dancefloor where (Y/N) was currently dancing with Robert.
“I’m not sure if you got the memo Tony, but (Y/N) and I broke up a year ago. They started dating six months ago.” Steve explained as he gulped down another whiskey.
Tony made his infamous disbelieving face. “So?”
“I’m not you Stark. I have morals.”
“Morals, shmorals. When it comes to true love, nothing matters except getting the person in your life,” Tony elaborated.
“You have the weirdest morals.”
“At least I’m not watching the love of my life be with someone else.” Tony to prove his point, looked to where Pepper was. Like the movies, she looked at him when he looked at her. She raised her glass and gave him a soft smile. “Go get your girl back before you see her walking down the aisle, and it’s not you she’s walking towards.”
Steve looked up to where (Y/N) and Robert were still dancing. How many dances were they going to do? “We’ve both moved on.”
Tony looked disbelievingly at Steve, then looked at the scene where the other man was staring. He looked back at Steve with a fond smile, “Have you though?”
“So you and Robert, huh?” He walked up to her, a glass of whiskey in his hand for her. She turned around from the balcony and smiled at him. Her hair flowing, he could see the goosebumps appearing on her skin. He passed her the glass and shook himself out of his jacket and wrapped it around her shoulders.
“Thanks Rogers,” she smiled at him and tightened the jacket around her. She looked back at the New York skyline, fixated on the twinkling lights. “Me and Robert.”
Steve coughed into his hand, “How are you guys going?”
She tilted her head from side to side, she took a sip from her drink. “If you put our relationship on paper then,” she blew out a breath, the air fanning her bangs to fly upwards. Steve chuckled at the action. (Y/N) swirled her drink around, pouting and then chugging it. She took the glass in her hand and started scratching the design on the glass.
He bumped his hips against hers, “Tell me what you’re thinking.”
(Y/N) looked at Steve, a small smile appearing on her lips. “Did you know that he hates it when I talk during documentaries, especially the nature ones? Or how I weirdly dance in public places? Or how I talk to my cats? ”
Steve smiled against his will. He remembered all of those weird quirks she had and more. He treasured all of them, well because, that’s what made her (Y/N). “Yeah, I remember.” He smiled at her, and she smiled fondly at him.
“Don’t you think that people should wait for the people who doesn’t just tolerate or tries to change you because of your little quirks, but actually kinda likes them? Smiles fondly because of them? Isn’t that the person you’re supposed to end up with? The person you wait for all your life?” There was an emotion in (Y/N)’s eyes that he’s only ever seen once before. Sadness.
He wanted to say something. This was the moment that could make or break them. That could make them have the future that they’ve always wanted together, or just be friends and always wanting that something extra. Steve took a deep breath and decided to go for it.
“Maybe the person that you’re waiting for is ready now.” He turned to look at the skyline, afraid of meeting her eye.
However he could see from his peripheral vision that she bit her lip. She put a finger on her lip, “I think he is as well. Although, I think he might need to wait a couple more weeks, there’s just something I need to do.”
Steve moved closer to (Y/N), “I’ve waited all my life for her. I think I can wait a couple more weeks, I mean we have the rest of our lives.”
He watched as (Y/N) laughed while on the dance floor. Steve felt his chest tighten as he saw her laughing carelessly.
Tony clinked his glass with Steve’s, “I have to say, kudos Rogers. Kudos.” Steve smiled at his friend, and for the first time they felt a bond between them.
Steve looked on as (Y/N) saw him staring at her, excusing herself she moved towards him. She picked up her dress and started walking quickly towards him. “Are you seriously going to stand here by yourself all night?”
Steve shrugged as he looked at her. She was beautiful under the lights, a small smirk on her face. “I want to dance with you, come on.”
She pulled his right hand, the object on her left hand glittering under the light. It was much like the lights he often looked at outside in the balcony. “I’ve already danced with you.”
“First dances don’t count,” she looked at him pointedly.
He laughed as he felt her pulling him towards the dance floor. “I have the rest of our lives to dance with you.”
She pulled him closer to her, her arm wrapping around his waist. They moved together as one. “But I want to have as many dances as I can with you Mr. Rogers.”
Steve smiled down at her, his left hand rubbing her back. The metal ring gliding across her back. “I promise you’ll have as many dances as you want, Mrs. Rogers.” She smiled the only way people truly in love smiled. Like they were looking at the person in their arms like they were actually the whole world.
They moved together across the dance floor, her hand that held the engagement ring he gave her five months ago, and the ring he gave her just a few hours ago glittering under the light. Without a doubt everyone knew that they were meant to be. Soulmates that found each other.
He tightened the grip he had on her. For a few moments in his life, he lost the one person that meant more to him. But as luck would have him, they found a way back to each other, and damn anyone who thinks he would ever let her go again.
Summary: You and Yoongi had a history which nobody knew about. Now that you’ve debuted, you know your paths would cross again.
Word Count: 1689
Yoongi tossed and turned in bed unable to get the image of you out of his head. Seeing you at that music show was the first time he’d seen you in person in almost four years. He couldn’t lie, you looked amazing and watching you perform was on a whole other level. He knew you loved music just as much as he did, but he never imagined you going through trainee years or debuting as an idol.
imagine this: au where victor and yuuri are "figure skating dads" and their kids are pair skating together. children are around age of 6/7 and just started skating. both of them are single and victor is shamelessly flirting with yuuri but he denies everything and pretends that nothing is happening between them when everybody are just waiting for them to hook up. eventually their kids have enough and are trying to get them on a date. idk, just got this idea and wanted to share, what do you think?
“Which one’s yours?”
Yuuri blinks, glances to his left, where the voice had come from. There’s a man, with seemingly no sense of personal space, leaning over him. Yuuri looks around for a second, but then realizes that this man is most definitely speaking to him and only him.
He smiles and looks out towards the rink, seeing his daughter fall and then get back up again, brushing off her knees like it was nothing. “That one.” He points. “Sara.”
The other father squints. “White shirt?” When Yuuri nods to confirm, he gestures towards the bench. “May I sit?”
“Sure,” Yuuri offers, shifting to his left. “Which one’s yours?”
“That one,” he answers, and points. “Her name’s Mila.”
Yuuri realizes that the answer was obvious from the start–there’s only one child on the ice with silver hair. It’s a little girl with two long braids and a smile on her lips. The same age as Yuuri’s daughter, perhaps slightly older. The girl–Mila–is skating past all the rest, extending her arms as she does so, letting her balance take control.
“She’s very good,” Yuuri notes, and the man laughs, nodding.
“Looks like your daughter is, too.”
Then, though, Mila falls. It’s not a bad fall, but she happens to be near Sara, who approaches her, offering her a hand to help her up. The silver-haired girl accepts it, and then they’re smiling at each other, skating along the edge of the rink side by side.
“Looks like they’re friends now,” the man muses. “I guess we should be, too. Victor Nikiforov.” He extends his hand.
“one small kiss, pulling away for an instant, then devouring each other”
AN: You know what this one seems perfect for? Undercover dating, aka a trope I live for xD
Thanks for the prompt, Madina <3
Nesta wasn’t prepared for this.
barely a brush of Cassian’s firm lips against her own, accompanied by a
hint of his scent hitting her nostrils and a calloused curve of his
hand cupping her jaw.
It’s barely a brush but Nesta knows she’s in trouble, knows that she shouldn’t clutch at his jacket so tightly and her breath shouldn’t get caught in her throat like that, as if they’re kissing for the very first time and she’s slightly surprised by how good it feels, not when they’re supposed to have been dating for good few weeks now.
At least that’s the story.
Goddamn undercover work. Definitely not her thing. All that acting and subtlety and people skills it requires - not her cup of tea.
Nesta knows computers. Understands computers. Codes and algorithms and research that - bless the internet gods - don’t require actual human interaction.
That whole undercover business, on the other hand, is a freaking mess, that’s what it is - and worst of all, Nesta knew it would be and still went for it.
When, months after having gone completely AWOL, Feyre came back home with a new boyfriend at her side (and two suspicious-looking men at his side) and asked for her and Elain’s help, Nesta should’ve said no.
Alas, she was too pragmatic to refuse the promise of financial security for her sister as well as herself. Not after their useless father had gambled away the last of her mother’s inheritance money.
So naturally, when Feyre and Rhysand divulged details of their insane plan to steal away “Book of Breathings” - long-lost painting that had just found its way into the private collection of Kingston Hybern, Norwegian billionaire, Nesta could only sigh deeply and grit out her assent.
All while ignoring one of Rhysand’s oversized friends and his watchful gaze fixed on her at all times.
Cassian. Cassian was his name as she later learnt. Few days after that, she also found out exactly how hard his nose was when it collided with her fist (very hard and not at all good for her knuckles - you played yourself, Nesta).
And then, Feyre dropped the undercover bomb. As in her - Nesta - and him - Cassian - going undercover as a dating functioning couple of consenting adults to get access and do recon of Hybern’s Spanish villa where the painting was kept.
Her - a young spoiled heiress. Him - her current flavour of the month.
Did she mention they would have to pretend to - oh shocker! - like each other?
Feyre certainly hadn’t thought this through.
Although right about now - as they’re dancing at Hybern’s party, their mouths only inches away - Nesta realizes - with no small amount of chagrin - that’s it’s not that hard to pretend after all.
Her skin still tingles where his lips grazed hers, and she can’t help but pull away and look at his face, her eyes searching, inquiring.
What just happened?
Why did it feel so good?
Cassian seems as lost as she is but only for a slow excruciating moment. And then -
Something just clicks and they’re kissing again but this time…Oh, this time, it’s consuming and hungry and carnal - his tongue swirling along her teeth, her nails digging into his shirt, his thumbs pressing into her hipbones, drawing her closer.