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Them Butterflies

written by momentofclarity

Main pairing: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson

Rating: Explicit

Chapters: 12/12

Summary:

To sum it all up - Louis is beautiful. Breathtakingly so. And Harry can’t find it in himself to even question the fact that he thinks so. Louis is mesmerising, nearly magnetic with all the energy bouncing off of him. Harry doesn’t know what to make of it, but he knows he doesn’t want this night to end. 

This is the extraordinarily ordinary AU where Harry falls in love for the first time and Louis learns how to fall in love all over again.

Ok like I know we're not getting a Blackstairs baby anytime soon but I really want a Blackstairs baby

GISHWHES #182:  Seamlessly modify using photoshop (or other digital altering software), a well-know oil painting by adding in an anachronistic element. For example, if it were a Monet, you might put one of the ladies under a parasol holding an ipad. YES, YOU MAY DIGITALLY ALTER THE IMAGE YOU ARE SUBMITTING… with a catch. The anachronistic element must be rendered seamlessly into the image in the style of the original painter or creator. It must look like a part of the original composition; we should not be able to tell it was added in later.  #gishwhesModernMasterpiece

“Temptation (The Livestream)” by Adolphe William Bouguereau, 1880 Oil Painting

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i was gonna keep this to myself but I’m in a good mood so enjoy this effing masterpiece. ilu jungbaeri 

I kind of made this for Nora ( http://wunderscheisse.tumblr.com/ ) because her fantastic art and pictures of john and Rose. Her blog is just… wunderful. :)

It didn’t work as a gif unfortunately, I will try it this way instead. U_U
The One And Only

♥ Hi Guys, so I finally made it. This one was a request, thanks for sending it to me, I hope you guys like it. Feel free to leave some feedback, I appreciate it. Enjoy! Found any mistakes? Tell me I would love to fix them. Deutsche Version auf meiner Masterlist!


Request:  Hey! I love your writing, and I was wondering if you could do a fluff/smut fic with Steve where he secretly has a huge crush on the reader, she’s been with a guy but he breaks up with her because shes a virgin and won’t sleep with him and Steve comforts her and confesses and they make love and Steve is a super sweet gentle and loving and all around takes good care of her and they cuddle afterwards? (sorry I know that was suuuper specific but I’ve had the idea for a while) Thanks doll!


  • Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
  • Summary: After you broke up with you boyfriend you realize how is the one for you!
  • Warnings: smut, unprotected sex, virgin!Reader, written from Steve’s Pov
  • Words: 2025

I leaned in the doorway of my bedroom like glued to the spot. My eyes rested on the woman of my dreams, which slept peacefully in my bed. Gentle moonlight fell on her and she looked so beautiful.

‘Y/N, if I only could call you mine’

I shook my head and looked at her. She was the perfection in person. Wonderful from head to toe. I loved her more than anything else, since ages but we were nothing more than best friends and I was simply too cowardly to tell her what I felt for her. Bucky kicked me regularly in the ass, said I should finally let me grow a pair and tell her. Now I had a chance, the question was if I would grab it? Y/N stumbled into my apartment a few hours ago. I had sat on the couch with a cold bottle of beer and bathed in self-pity as she knocked at the door.

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Just my thoughts here after reading the two chaps...don't mind me

Man no matter what happens Please…. for the Love Of God Keep Jellal Safe At All Costs. I also hope Erza since she seems concerned when he told her “ill buy us some time” hopefully she tags along with him i don’t want them to be separated again I seriously don’t want anything to happen either way this is gonna hurt really fucking bad at this point we don’t need any of that heartbreaking angst. You can keep it. We just wanna see them together married and finally gain that happiness those two truly deserve because that’s all they need. I understand Jellal is doing his best and hardest to protect Erza and also helping them out since they are in trouble I appreciate it a lot but as soon as I read that I started to stress out…. my heart dropped like we got acno chasing their asses I wanna think positive and count on them but I have mixed emotions right now. Even all the things Erza has gone through, don’t make her suffer anymore, not even the Love Of Her Life.

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Any slots filled before 7PM today can get one of my OC’s added for no extra cost! <3

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Bloomtale - Chapter 13 - Kaitogirl - Undertale (Video Game) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapter 13 is up!!! This one chapter looks… different, somehow.


For those who can’t access AO3 or just don’t want to do it, the chapter is pasted under this sexy cut!!!

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anonymous asked:

How would svt react if their s/o (almost) fainted on stage from overworking?

Seventeen Reaction to Their S/O (almost) Fainting on Stage 

Dear, please read the guidelines ;A;; I don’t do reactions!! Nevertheless, because you’re one of my very first requesters, I’ll let it slide, just this once. Please don’t request a reaction; the ask box isn’t open for that yet!!

S.Coups, Jeonghan, Joshua, Woozi, and Wonwoo would worry half to death after they received the news from your loving fans about you nearly collapsing on stage. They’ll know that sometimes, you skip meals and lie about your health just so you could make your next performance perfect for the camera and for the naked eye to see. None of them could ever stop you, because, you were young, and you were too darn stubborn for your own good. 

“Y/N, did you eat yet?” 

“Oppa… yes, I did.” 

“… You sound fatigued Y/N… what did you eat?” 

“That’s not important jagiya… I need to practice the choreography a few more times; I’ll see you tomorrow alright?? I need to stay behind at the studio again… this comeback is really significant; don’t be concerned about me!! I’ll be fine.”  

All five of them would scold and fuss over you once you two met again. “Being an idol is hard work Y/N, but your health comes first. No more late nights, understand?”

Vernon, The8, Mingyu, Jun, Dino and DK would jump out of their seat once they hear the undeniable truth on live broadcast. You were fairly popular in Korea, so reporters couldn’t help but talk about this entire fiasco; not that the six boys didn’t know already. They watch every single one of your performances, cooing to themselves and to the other members how absolutely amazing you were up stage… but for this last one, which was the comeback you prepared for for five months; it didn’t show all of your abilities. Your voice was strained, your movements not as sharp, and then they realize, after your eyes roll back and your head bent down and swept the floor, that you’re exhausted. You’re mentally, physically, and emotionally deprived of all available energy. You’re staggering around the stage, blinking furiously under the blinding lights the crew provided, and you’re struggling to remember the lines and dance moves to your song. They’re heartbroken; they want nothing more than to jump into the tv screen and reassure you that it’ll be alright. “Y/N… I’m here for you.”

Hoshi and Seungkwan would freak out after the news were delivered. “Oh my god, please don’t let this happen to her, please… please she worked so hard for this!” They’ll break down in the middle of practice, and Seventeen members would crowd around them, asking what’s wrong, why he was on the floor, sobbing his eyes out. They knew this comeback was extremely important, who didn’t? Even your fans warned you to not overwork yourself; you’ve had always performed some kind of witchery up there; you’ve had always mesmerized every living soul that heard your voice. Babbling, they would tell the members everything, and they’ll all be anxious about your recovery in the hospital, even if they never met this S/O. Seventeen’s heard all about you; Hoshi and Seungkwan frequently told them stories, and their eyes would lit up like fireworks once your name was mentioned. They’ll be busy phoning your company to check on your health status, and they’ll beat themselves over not looking after you enough, and not being there for you when you needed their support the most. “Y/N, rely on me more, please. I may not be the best boyfriend, but I’m trying. I love you so much; you mean the world to me.”  

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FIRST MEMBER SPOILERS BELOW

• The more I see of Temple the more I wanna punch him in the fucking throat

• 2 hours? Good lord….I’d watch it

• Carolina saves Caboose!….And she’s down. Bless her

• Sarge vs Surge: the battle of the century

• Saw that coming from a mile away. Rip Surge

• Ah shit. Do we trust Doc or not.

• LMAO 15 seasons and he finally admits his healing device is an alien pistol

• Simmons vs Simmons. Time to see how well Grif knows his Simmons

• Awww, that throwback

• I don’t like Caboose being anywhere near Temple right now

• I’ll admit i am a little curious about the machine working

• Oh shit! Temple froze them?! Caboose shouldn’t be effected since his helmets an older model….ohh, I don’t like where this is going 😰

• Dafuq? Churchill? That’s not a Churchill quote you fucking dingbat that’s Macbeth

• omg someone shut Temple the fuck up

• GRIF TO THE RESCUE

• nvm…….A+ for effort Grif that was still a badass entrance

• *hold gun to Grif’s head* Ho don’t do it

• oh no, Loco!

• ah fuck that’s why Caboose didn’t have Freckles he ran out of batteries 😭

• oh god that tiny “bye” Caboose you’re too precious for all this

• R.I.P. Loco you brilliant bastard.

• Never-mind what I said about the machine working! Abort! Abort! oh god no. I please I can’t do this. I don’t think I can handle next week. I don’t wanna do this!! I don’t wanna say goodbye!

I HATE GOODBYES

Promotion (Vampire!Yoongi)

Plot: #18: “I’m your husband. It’s my job.” + #39: “You got a cute butt.” with vampire!Yoongi

Word Count: 853

A/N: so I decided to go with the “work” version, if you guys wanna see the body image version as well, let me know!! The links for this are vampire!Yoongi (here) and husband!Yoongi (here)

Your husband noticed things not many people did. He had, of course, been alive for much longer than most humans and had more practice, along with a few supernatural perks to help him notice the smaller things most people didn’t. The way someone’s slightly heart sped up when their crush came into the room, the way people always seemed content when they were inhaling the scent of a flower, the way small children tried to mimic their parent’s stride.

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Run Me Wild

Based on this prompt: “Phil has a nipple kink and has trained Dan to have Dan’s nipples so sensitive that simply twisting them gently or having anything rub on them can make him climax? Maybe Phil could be a Dom and Dan would be a sub if that helps?”

(Sorry it’s such a bad title - I’m completely stuck for one :( )

WN: nipple kink, dom!Phil and sub!Dan, toys, swearing

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CEO!JB 

Fluff(?) and Angst(?) - I don’t really know.

words count: 4.725


Cold, distant, stern, serious. That’s how every other big CEO would describe Im Jaebum, he was the imposing CEO of the Def corporations. Young and owner of an empire. 

His father was a big investor, had given him the money to open his business when he was 13 and had it as an assesment of school. And since that day he never stopped working for his own company.

He was admired from many other entrepreneurs. Your father being one of them. 

Luckily for him the Im patriarch had a liking for your father’s business and after meeting with your family a few times decided that his son should get married he was at the age of it, and you happened to have exactly the same age as the man.

Been raised at the finest, gone to the most expensive training schools and just graduated from the best business school in the country. All your education had been focused on making you a good wife, the minimum interactions with the male gender, all girls schools your whole life. 

You had always done what your parents told you to, even felt ashamed to question the order in your mind. 

You felt like you had to make up for your sister. She was wild, talked back to your parents, misbehaved, did everything you were trained not to do. She was older, and the walking nightmare of your parents.

When they had the chance, they had gotten her married with the son of a big CEO, she was only 19. 

The bullet came out the wrong way, she fell madly for her husband in the same way he was for her. He treated her like she was his world and all that mattered to him. 

He took her everywhere with him, shower her the world and his love, making time for her and his busy work. 

But your husband, he was nothing but scary to you. Six months after getting married you were still scared to look his way.

The few words he would direct to you were always short, hard and cold. Like if he detested you and you didn’t even know why.

You had seen him laugh once, it was during the wedding party, while he was talking alone with his friends. Never to you.

He always left to work even before you woke up, you only knew he had slept home, because every day he would come around 8 and sit on his home office to work until the very late hours. 

You didn’t share a room and you were glad about it, just by being in the same room as him it made you shiver and sweat cold from fear.

In the last few days he had arrived home a little earlier, but with some company staff to work with him. You never bothered him, he didn’t close the double sliding door of his office. His assistant was always the last one to leave the house.

It was almost past midnight when you walked to the kitchen to get some water, the light coming from Jaebum’s office caught your attention and you walked over, he was sitting on his chair, paper on his hands, as he stared down at them like they had cursed at him.

His glasses resting in the middle of his nose bridge as his assistant quietly said something to him, standing by his side, her hand resting on the back of his chair, her lips close to his ear. Her full breasts almost coming out of the low cut of her dress while she bended to point something on the file, the action allowing you see parts of her body you didn’t even know a body had. 

Biting your lower lip you felt an unpleasant wave of jealousy, maybe it was of how close and confident she was to be around the scary Jaebum or was because he was married to you and you could see that her actions were more than just helpful but offered.

Jaebum’s small and fierce eyes looked up from the business file between the space of his glasses frames straight into your trembling fearful soul, he held your gaze freezing you rotten in place, with that uninterested and bothered expression he would always look at you. He drifted his gaze back to the paper as he replied something to the women as quietly as she had talked to him.

With quiet steps you went back to your room, trying to shake the image out of your head.

Caressing the short hair of your nephew you looked at your sister, her four months old baby bump making her unable to host her own son up in her arms while walking. She was pushing his empty pram around the mall as you carried her three-years-old.

Both of you were looking for some baby items and probably more clothes that could fit on your sister. Your In-laws were going to throw a huge party in celebration of their company 40th anniversary and she had yet to find something to dress. Her baby bump made it hard since the type of dress she was looking for were never made for pregnant women, what frustrated her. “What is the problem of making a dress that can fit a pregnant woman? Don’t they know that pregnant also go to parties?” She complained while walking out of a store with you.

Holding your giggles and being careful to not wake up the kid sleeping on your arms you tried to find a solution for your sister “maybe you should get one done for you, you know? Get someone to make a design and do it, that way it won’t be too tight when the party comes around and it can be just like you want it.” You suggested.

“That could be a good idea, I would have to keep on trying it on every week until the party what is not ideal, but it’s better than not finding anything or have to squeeze inside something" 

"I hope you know you can just give one of your pregnancy’s excuses to not go, even more because you’ll be close to your delivery date” you warned her.

“Do you think my in-laws and husband would let me miss this party? Do you know your father-in-law is one of the biggest investors in many different fields all over Asia?” She questioned you.

“They will understand, and if you don’t go they won’t question about me having kids!" 

"And what’s the problem? You want kids and all kids love you too, you’ll be a great mother I’m sure of it! You are the only person I’d trust my kids with closed eyes” she affirmed.

Stopping in your track you glared at your sister “We are not like you and oppa! We barely talk!” You said chewing on your lip.

“Oh my god! Please don’t tell me- oh my god!" 

Another late night working seemed to be Jaebum’s fate, he had already missed diner at home and had to fool his stomach with some instant ramen from the office kitchen. Being the owner and CEO, was hard. Even more when he couldn’t forget that someday, he would need to assume his family’s business. If he worked hard enough he could maybe carry both companies side by side without any loss on their standards. For now he just worked hard on his own business. 

He took the folder with papers he didn’t put on his suit case and walked out of his office, his assistant was already waiting by the elevator for him. After all this problems were solved he was going to have to raise her payment and sent her on vacations, she was working as much as he was.

The car ride was short as the usual, they discussed the documents while on the back sit. Once they walked to very much known house all lights were off already, a signal that it had already been called a night on the place.

Jaebum walked to the living room of the house instead of going to his private office as he always did. Telling his assistant he needed to relax a little so they would work on a less professional setting for that night.

The hours of work stretched long, she had her shoes off and legs folded underneath her body on the couch. He had his tie loose his top buttons undone and his suit long forgotten. They had hit a wall, worked all they could, but found no ways to solve that one problem. Tension and stress all over his body.

She got up and stood behind him on the couch, she started to massage his shoulders and neck, telling him to relax, stress wouldn’t solve his problems. 

Jaebum moaned as the knots of stress started to come undone under his flesh. Soon his eyes fell shut and he slept.

Tiredly you sighted after you walked into your house. Not caring about etiquette or appearance you took your heels off, and left your bag by the small table at the entrance hall. You weren’t planning to take long. One of the many employees came to greet you and you asked her a strong drink. "I don’t know whatever drink Jaebum and my father drink when he comes around” you said and passed you fingers through your hair. 

It was a nervous habit, your mom hated, but drink at the early hour of the morning wasn’t a habit but you were doing out of stress. After what had happened at the day before.

She came back quickly with a cup of whiskey and you dismissed her with all politeness you could muster. You had your route ready in your head when you heard a voice in the living room.

Taking light and careful steps you made your way to the noise.

Jaebum was leaning against the back and the arm of the couch, his dress shirt half open his pants undone. His assistant, kissing and sucking on his neck and ear, she was on all fours, his hand on top of her ass, her dress open, the skirt pulled up to show the almost non-existent panties she had. The collar of her dress slipping off her arms her boobs jumping out of her bra and he hand was caressing inside his pants.

You threw the hard and heavy glass on your hand against the floor making it shatter in a million pieces. The loud noise getting the attention of both, in the couch. Jaebum jumped startled and scared to be woken up like that. His assistant almost feel from the couch.

“Good morning for you two!” You spat glaring at them.

The female tried to fix herself up as the male looked between both women trying to understand what was happening. “Have you gone crazy?” He demanded looking at you sitting up to a better position and feeling his body sore from sleeping on the couch.

“If I have gone crazy?” You retorted with a humorless laugh “I arrive home, to see this shitty porn scene in my living room and you ask me if I have gone crazy?" 

"What?” Glaring at you he stood up and fixed his pants “did you say you just got home?” He asked lowly and with a dangerous tone to his voice.

“Yes, I did! But don’t you try to spin this around and make me look bad when you are the one with a hoe in the living room!” You spat at him and he looked at his assistant, seeing how she was fixing herself and how he looked he knew you weren’t wrong on your thoughts.

“If you did your wife role as you should maybe this wouldn’t happen!” He attacked.

Your hand connected with the side of his face even before you could think about what you were doing. The shock look in his face and the string on your hand were what made you realize what you had done.

The first time you both exchanged more than just a couple of words with each other without someone else intermediating and you had gone to a limit you never thought yourself capable of. 

The fire in his eyes had you taking steps back out of fear. Jaebum dropped his hand of his face in shock and tried to soften his voice. “Why are you getting home just now?" 

Frowning at his sudden change of posture you took another step back and flinched "I called you yesterday, your phone, your office, a million times, your mom too, everybody was looking for you!” You cried out as the memories of your reasons came to your mind again.

“You know my numbers?” He asked genuinely surprised by your statement.

“Does it matter? If you can’t be reached? If I, your wife, can’t walk into your company to talk to you? Does family even matter?” You asked with tears filling your eyes.

“What are you talking about? Why are you asking me that? Did you go to my company? Why?” He demanded.

“Nobody could reach you, so I did what could but I wasn’t let in. Why don’t you ask your so useful for all types of work assistant? After all she’s the only one who can reach you” you said the last part with venom and walked away to go to your room. You needed a shower and a bandage on your feet before going out again.

Jaebum couldn’t tear his eyes of you as you walked away. He was surprised at how you had faced him strongly and stood up for yourself. You didn’t look like the submissive and scared girl he had believed you were since the first time he saw you. The way his parents talked about you always made you seem like one of those family girls that were raised to be a good wife and fill that role but never be someone besides that role. But he always believed, that was because they didn’t know you.

Thoughts of asking for the marriage nullification has crossed his mind more than just a few times. He had accepted an arranged marriage, that was because he knew he would spent most of his youth working for himself and wouldn’t be able to go out and find love. So he hoped that marring someone blindly would give him a chance to build love and be somehow happy like his parents.

But after the wedding the days started to pass, he just felt awkward, you didn’t talk much, was always hiding away from him, never looked him eye to eye and your voice was just above a little whisper. Today you had showed him you did have pride and a voice for yourself.

But also proved him that you were scared of him. He knew he had fault at it, after the first few awkward days he didn’t try anymore, he was busy with work and the days became weeks and then six months had already flown by. And he didn’t try to get to know you or let you get to know him truly. And he just discovered that maybe his hope of build love with you had just been thrown out of the window by his tired and sore temper.

When you are out of sight he turns around with his sharp glaring eyes at the woman that had the answers he wanted. She had too much to explain and he wouldn’t let her hard work take her off the hook.

“What were you doing to me when my wife walked in?” He asked in a hard voice, she shifted uncomfortably under his gaze. “When did she call and why didn’t I get a memo about it? When was she denied to walk into my company?" 

His voice and demands grew as he walked close to the woman, he could feel his blood rush with growing rage, if there was one thing he didn’t admit, it was people making decisions on his behalf when he didn’t say they could do so.

She fixed up her clothes and tried to look more composed before speaking "I-I was helping you relax sir! You have been very stressed, and just like you mentioned, she is not doing her role as a wife!” She smirked and bit her lower lip in a seductive way.

“When did she call? Why wasn’t her call passed to me? When did she go to my company?” His voice raised at every question as his fury reached his limits.

“Jae-Jaebum!” Her voice team led as she called him by the name. Using the fact they had been classmates in university to try to easy his anger.

“When?” He screamed as he stood right in front of her.

With a shiver running down her body and a groan she replied “yesterday, I don’t know what time but you were very busy in the call with the director of finances and it was something very important to the company! I think she did come, I don’t know! I was very busy with all those file and calls that have been coming in!” She complained trying to look upset “I also have been working a lot, I’m also tired and stressed okay?” She cried out in her defense.

“Why did she call me? Because your main job as an assistant is to get the calls and the reason why they are calling” he asked rigid trying to control his voice.

“She said your mom was calling and couldn’t reach you, she wanted to say something about your dad and a hospital, of course nothing important because what would her, have of so much importance to talk with you? How her nail broke?” She rolled her eyes.

Clenching his hand on a fist to control his own temper he glared at her “Even if it was to talk about a broken nail, I am the one who decides what is important or not, and she is my wife, so she is always important!” He spat at her “now gather your things and leave, you may take the day off to think about it, is not like I can’t work without you.” He turned his back on her and walked upstairs going to his room.

“Where are you going?” Jaebum asked walking down the stairs. His assistant long gone.

You had taken a shower and asked one of the maids to help you do a small bandage on your feet, to protect the small cut from stepping on the shatter glass. He also took a shower and got dressed up, not like he normally would to go to his company, after the oddly stressful morning he decided to take it easy and work from home, that’s why the view of him wearing a pair of jeans and a hoodie throws you of guard.

“Ja-Jaebum?” You ask feeling dumbly confused, looking at the man you have never seen without his formal clothes on.

“Hm, yes? I asked where are you going?” He walks down the few steps left and go towards you, his hair still wet from the shower and not pushed back, with the hood on and his hands on the connected pocket in front of the hoodie making him look much softer than he has ever, while in front of you. 

“I-I… I’m going back to the hospital” you said still surprised but never forgetting how he had acted earlier.

“Hospital?” He looked at you closing the distance fast, the worry clear in his voice. “Why?”

Sighing and mustang all the courage you could you put your hand over his arm as you tried to somehow comfort him. “Your dad had an heart attack yesterday, had to had an emergency surgery, one of his veins was clogged.” Under your hand you could feel him shaking, and see the blood drains out of his face. “He is fine now, the surgery went well, he is recovering well, just need to stay at the hospital for a few more days to make sure his body won’t reject the implant.” You said caressing his arm, seeing that there was no response from the man in front of you. “Do you wanna come with me?" 

Looking like he had just got out of an hypnosis he nodded his head, no voice coming out of his mouth as he nervously open and closed it, all your words making sense to him now. The terror of what happened running through his body as he felt quite numb while following to your car.

The ride felt like forever to him, his mind forgetting about all his problems as he waited you drive the way around town to the hospital. He tried his hardest to focus on your words that said his father was recovering well, but he fear of almost losing his dad being too much.

He looked at you driving, you had a simple light yellow shirt, and he could remember that it was a gift from his father to you, the man liked how bright and pretty you looked on his favorite color. You had a pair of light blue jeans and yellow flats to match, that one bracelet you always wore, the diamond ring he put on your finger on the wedding day, and the diamonds on your ear, giving by your father.

After arriving at the hospital, both of you were surrounded by security and reported wanting to know about your father-in-law health situation, you held on Jaebum’s arm while been lead to the elevator that would take you both to the floor you were to visiting.

Once reaching the room Jaebum’s mom ran to her son’s arms telling him how worried she had been for him, how scared she was. Also telling the man off at how he wouldn’t answer his cellphone, and how unreachable he was.

You spent your day keeping company to both, making sure to get food and water to both, every couple of hours, give them reassuring words, even after your father-in-law had woken up and the doctors had given their words about his wellbeing. You had almost dragged your mother-in-law out of the room and to her car so she could go home and shower, at least.

When the night fell and she was back. After much insistence of her and the doctors Jaebum accepted to go back home with you. Saying his goodbye to his father and mother, and wishing his fast recovery both of you headed to the car.

Once again the car ride was quiet, he had his head resting against the window and eyes outside. You had no words to tell him, the last few times you’d been on the hospital was to visit your sister when your nephew was born.

Arriving home, Jaebum just dragged his body upstairs and to his room with no words. Biting your lip and feeling sorry for him you walked to your room.

Another shower was needed, to wash away that hospital sadness that was stuck on your body. Taking your time on the shower you washed your hair and body, once out you dried yourself and went on, on your beauty routine before going to bed, using the hydrations to your skin and blow drying your hair just enough to not sleep with it wet.

When you walked out of the bathroom towards the bed in the room you jumped with a shriek scared of seen Jaebum by the door of your room. He had a pair of dark sweats and a matching shirt, once again looking oddly ordinary but also extraordinary for your eyes. You could outline his broad shoulders and build figure, nothing too much.

"I didn’t want to scary you.” He looked down to his feet apologizing, to what you just shook your head, your hand still over your chest as your breathing even out.

His eyes roamed the room, he had chosen the color, the furniture, everything. But it looked so different, it had your touch to it, you gave it life. Small details, photo frames and books around the room, your small jewelry boxy by the dressing table, your perfumes, and hair accessories. Some bags displayed like work of arts. It felt very different. When his eyes landed on you he could see that same ordinary beauty you displayed every day, but you had a different glow on you. 

He couldn’t pin point what it was, maybe it was the care you had with his parents, making sure to wear a gift they had given you for the visit, know it was a small gesture, his father had complemented your when he saw you had the silk shirt on. Maybe was how even after he had been rude and stupid with you, you still had been careful when telling him about his father, or how you paid attention to his mom, making sure she was eating and taking care of her health.

He shallows the forming lump on his throat and shook when he tried to talk again, looking down at his feet his tears started to fall and his cold, stern and serious image crumbled down.

Taking quick steps you pulled him into your arms, his face hiding against your neck, his hands wrapping around your waist, as you caressed his hair and back. 

The pain in his sorbs hurt your heart. All your fear of him did not stop you from wanting to comfort him, didn’t stop your heart to ache in pain with him. 

When he calmed down and his sorbs stopped, his body felt heavier than I had before, he retreated from you, drying up his tears that didn’t want to stop, his hand tried to dry up your neck and shoulder where he wetted with tears.

Taking his hand you guided him to your bed, opening the sheets so he cold lay down. You walked around it to the other side and climbed on, crawling until you reached his side, he laid his head on your lap, caressing his hair once again you just tried to comfort him.

“I-I am sorry!” He said in between deep breaths “I didn’t want to scare you! I never did!” He closed his eyes tightly and breathed hard trying to calm himself “I just don’t know what to do, you are always so quiet, and always hides away from me… And I didn’t know what to do, how to get closer, how to be a good husband. But I never wanted to scare you, I was so broken when I looked at you and saw how afraid of me you were, how you were scared of me hitting you.” He let a sorb and shook his head under your hand. “I would never hurt you like that, I never wanted to hurt you, I wanted to be a good husband, so we could get to know each other and build something, maybe a family, maybe love. But I ruined everything! I was so busy and worried with work that I didn’t look at your, I’m so sorry!” He pleaded against the fabric of your pajamas shorts.

Thrilling a strand of his hair on your fingers, you lowered your head and gave him a light kiss on the hair. “The only thing we can’t fix is death, everything else we can try to make it better and start again tomorrow.” You said with a short nod when he looked up at you. “We can try again, with a little more effort from both of us, we can be a family and build love, know each other and complete one another." 

With a swollen face from crying and pouted lips from his sadness he nodded slowly to your words, a new wave of tears coming to his eyes because of your kind words and your unspoken forgiveness. 

Lying down by his side you kept caressing his hair and watching that strong imposing man be just a scared boy, that needed to be loved and protected just like you. He fell asleep tired from all emotions and calmed by the love you wanted to give away. And you felt asleep by his side, giving him some of the love you once dreamed of feeling for someone. 


As I said before I’m having limited access to the computer, and the computer is freaking slow. My mother’s computer stopped working and since I don’t use my computer every single day she decided she could share it with me, to do her stuff. Right now I’m starting to look for a new computer for me, but I still need to wait a little while until I can afford a good one.

Because of my limited access, I’ve being using my Ipad to write so when I get on the computer I have to make corrections on what I wrote. And to help me even more, the program I use to write on the Ipad changes the format when I open on the computer, making all the spacing different so I have to re-do it once I’m on the computer. 

I´ve been working on old things I had sitting half way done, so maybe I’ll do a series, when I have enough written to have a few chapters, or just keep on working on the 100wtsily game for a while, and use the things I have half way to it somehow.

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↳ I wonder… if I also want that ~Noragami Chapter 10~