Road Head

Rating: Explicit

Genre: Smut

Pairing: Saeyoung/Reader

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         It was rare Saeyoung looked at you with pleading and shining stars in his eyes like he was now. You had gotten the puppy eyes, the pout, and sly attempts at reverse psychology, but nothing like this.

         “ …What is it?” You said slowly, an uncertainness on if you really wanted to know what was on his mind.

         “ You said that on my birthday, you’d be willing to try something new, riiight?” When you nodded, he dropped to his knees beside the couch you were resting on, clasping his hands together in front of his face with a loud clap. “I figured out what I want! And I want you to at least think on it! Pleaaaase!!”

         “ What is it?” You scoffed, running your nails through his hair.

         He took a deep breath and looked at you with that desperate but determined expression. “Roadhead.”

         A few seconds ticked by. Your fingers locked in his hair, his hands still clasped together, and his nerves starting to radiate off of him.

         “Roadhead.” You repeated, and you swore he was about to break into a sweat.

         His forehead dropped against his fingertips as words fail him. He nodded the best he could posed like this, but didn’t bring his head back up.

         “At least think about it? Sweetheart? Babe? The salty to my sweet heart?”

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I can’t tell the color of her eyes // even though they’re all I stare at. // I don’t know the taste of her lips // even though they’re all I kiss. // I can’t recognize how she really looks at me // because when she catches me staring, // I always look away

The Musketeers Fandom:

I don’t know how many times I let it be known or perhaps it was not enough. My last conversation with my most favourite, @chancellorfangirl, made me reflect. Yet it was not that hard because my miss? Terrible. Pervasive. Heart-crushing.

You, as a collective of LOVING souls, made such an impression on me, forever. I’m so grateful to have been part, to know you in my life. Such dedicated, LOYAL, beautiful souls, all in ONE fandom. Dumas would have been so proud to have such souls come together, to share the love of his characters and plots and everything in-between. I had, in my wonder, thought it was all too good to be true. And still, you ALL went far and beyond. Exceeded those expectations. As it should be.

I guess the time is now, despite how many times I was dying to say this, all this, to you. Trust me, I have my heart in my throat as I try to piece this together. Yet I needed to thank you.

I love you.

I miss you.

Again, thank you.

Thank you for making my time here so lovely.

@chancellorfangirl, @santiagocabreraaddicted, @swelldame, @canadiangarrison, @loveel-who, @ihadenoughofthis, @harveyslga, @muminlotta, @hottiemcgreeneyes, @iheardyoubrokeawindow, @laneyc22, @naniemmanel, @silvertyger, @aramis-deadshot, @romanceaholicwriter, @paintedimaginings, @jessipalooza, @pusteli, @damntagnan, @constance-and-dartagnan-haven, @hungersycamore, @razycrandomcunt, @p0rth0s, @queenannesmusketeer, @musketeersbbc, @dontbeangrylove, @cmorgana, @pitchouneeiko

And of course, so many more fans I missed. I would like more to be added for I wish for the love to keep spreading. So if anyone sees this, by all means, add more to the list if your name is not on it. If not, just know that this message is for all those in The Musketeers fandom, even if you lurk.

Hand to heart, you ALL deserve such honour.

Quiero encontrar otro camino ponerme mi vestido y salir a caminar contigo, quiero decirle al mundo que no somos amigos, decirle a la tristeza que no se cruce en mi camino
—  Manuel Medrano