Warnings: A few adultish thoughts, Drunkish!Jensen, tipsy!reader, not much. Mostly fluff.
Word Count: 1700ish
A/N: So I have been writing a lot of angst lately for my series and for and for angst day (yep I am gonna make y’all cry that day). So I kinda needed a change of pace. When I heard Temecula Road’s What if I Kissed You this one shot popped into my mind.
Thanks a billion to the bestest little sister in the world @mysupernaturalfics for betaing this one for me
Note hate against Danneel - I love her. For the purpose of this fic Jensen is single.
Being around Y/N on set was bad enough, but tonight it was down right impossible for Jensen to focus on anything else but her. It was a beautiful night in Rome. All his friends, well work friends, were there. Misha and Jared were laughing and talking about something right next to him, but Jensen didn’t pay attention to them at all.
His eyes were solely fixated on Y/N and the way she was laughing and dancing with Brianna. Hell, he couldn’t even hear the music over the sound of her bell like laughter ringing in his ears. He was drunk and not only on the “apple juice” he had been drinking all day, but on her. She filled his senses and Jensen allowed his mind to wander as he watched how the short summer dress she was wearing clung to her curves in all the right places. Her tanned skin was almost shining in the lights of the club and her hair was swaying with her every movement. She looked happy and free.
On one hand I will surely die if I don’t collect all of
Link’s outfits in Breath of the Wild.
On the other hand I am a grown adult who doesn’t need a
bunch of action figures in my apartment.
On my third hand (some people have three hands, be cool)
it’s not like it would be difficult to pick them up and put them somewhere
if other adults came over to visit.
And yet somehow it would be creepier to hide them, like,
what if someone uses the bathroom and then looks under the sink for a fresh
towel or something and sees a plastic box filled with a bunch of tiny
androgynous elf boys??
What are adults supposed do with their Amiibos,
this is a real problem.
Whenever Link is experimenting with cooking and ends up making dubious food, while Sidon laughs it off as a simple mistake, Link tends to beat himself up over small failures. Only when Sidon gave him one of his signature pep talks did he snap out of it.
Link wonders why Sidon is so cheery about his own failures and Sidon replies with:
“Because, If you can learn to laugh about your small blunders and mistakes, it means you can accept the fact that you are imperfect. But if you keep beating yourself up over it, you will keep climbing an infinite mountain to perfection, exhausting the joy and fun you can have at the bottom. You should enjoy the imperfections of life and welcome them, i’m not a perfect prince, nor a perfect partner, but my people and you love me for my flaws… those who are perfect sit atop the mountain are alone, and those climbing have no time to care for other things, and us, at the bottom live in content with ourselves and have all the time in the world to make friends, try new things, go different places. Rather than waste it all on a silly mountain.
Plus, if we start climbing that mountain… who’s gonna sit by the fire with me?”
Feeling how Taehyung’s body stiffened at your words, you backed away from his hug he gave you the minute he stepped into your house. “W-What?! W-Why?!”
Shrugging slightly, you answered. “I don’t want to do this anymore.”
“Y/N, what’s wrong? Beautiful, you know that I love you, you can tell me anythin-”
Laughing sarcastically, you asked? “So, how is she?”
You watched how Taehyung’s head shot up at the mention of his secret girlfriend, his eyes wide open and confusion plastered all over his pale face. “H-How do you k-know?”
Another laugh escaped your mouth. Was he really that stupid?
“Do you really think I’m that stupid? Do you really think I didn’t notice your late night calls? Or the way you sneak out at night whenever you think I’m asleep? Are you really that dumb, Taehyung?”
Taehyung didn’t know if he winced at your words or at mention of his full name coming out of your mouth. You never called him Taehyung unless you were really angry or upset.
You held your hand up, making him stop immediately. “I don’t want to hear anything. Just pack your stuff and get out of my house. And make sure to never show your face to me ever again.”
Your words felt like a stab to Taehyung’s heart, making him reach out for your hands immediately. “Y/N, please-”
Before he had the chance to wrap his hands around yours, you backed away from him and hissed. “Don’t you dare touch me. I don’t want to feel your dirty hands on my body.”
The disgusted look you gave Taehyung made him freeze on his spot, your once sweet and loving look whenever you saw him now long gone.
“Go to her, Taehyung. You’re just a waste of my time.”
Taehyung’s breath hitched at your choice of words. He looked at your emotionless face, trying to find an emotion that showed that you were hurt or broken because of him. Instead, his eyes were locked with your hollow ones, making him realize that he was the reason for the hollowness.
Averting his eyes, he only managed to mumble. “I’m really sorry, Y/N-ah..”
“I bet you are, Cheater.”
“Y/N, please don’t say such a thing like that. I promise I won’t see her ever again, just pleas-”
“Did you ever love me, Taehyung?”
“What?! Of course I did, Y/N! How can you ask such a thing like tha-”
Crossing your arms in front of your chest, you interrupted him again. “What if I had done it?”
When Taehyung realized what you were trying to say, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, his hands forming into fists immediately. “Y/N, stop.”
“No, I’m just curious. What if I had done it with one of my best friends? Maybe Jungkook? Or Jimin?”
Breathing deeply again, Taehyung tried to control his anger and hissed. “Y/N, stop talking.”
“What if one of them touched my body like you touched your best friend’s, Taehyung?”
The minute Taehyung imagined that scene in his head, his whole body started shaking with anger. Lunging forward, he slammed you against the wall and started kissing you harshly. “Nobody is allowed to touch you like I do! Do you understand that, Y/N?!”
When he realized that you weren’t returning his kiss, he leaned his forehead against yours and whispered. “You’re mine. Only mine. I don’t want to lose you, please, Y/N..”
You, on the other hand, placed your hand on his shoulder and neared your lips to his ears before you whispered.
“I’m sorry to break it to you, but you already lost me, Taehyung..”
I return almost wholly whole from the land of concussions and I offer
indulgence! Tagging the always-beloved @toxiicpop, the
ever-enthusiastic @oraclegazes, the King Captain @hardcorewwetrash
(my thanks for not keelhauling me for the IRS thing, cap!), and new
tagees @karaboomhower, @thephenomenonalkingofthebrogues and
@superrezzy00 (not sure about these tags, work darn it!).
• Laf waking up to Peggy rolling on top of him and straddles him. He sits up and kisses her. No one cares about morning breath
• best fucking bedhead couple
• Peggy insisting on climbing the counters to grab bowls instead of asking Laf for help, be watched her with a smile
• feeding each other breakfast
• Peggy helping Laf work out by spotting him for sit ups, he kisses her every time he sits up
• bad movie mondays to kick off the week right
•Laf teaching Peggy French
• Laf having a thing for Peggy in leggings and lounging about in his clothes
• Peggy trying to teacher her Adonis boyfriend how to dance
I fell in love, I’m not kidding. I’ve read over 70 yoonmin fics and “Only breathing” by @icecream-suga was one of the best I’ve come across. Both Yoongi and Jimin are SO in character, the plot is great and the dialogues people, THE DIALOGUES. Please, give the author some love!!