otp: i begin to believe in your gods

anonymous asked:

Person A and B are at a restaurant waiting for food but it has been half an hour and it still hasn't come. B is impatient so they are in a bad mood. " Oh my god where is it!?!" B whines when suddenly their belly emits a massive rumble. It was so loud that A is shocked then begins to laugh at B. Poor B rubs their tummy while blushing, embarrassed and in disbelief at how loud their stomach was. They cheer up later when the food comes though. When they leave B says "I can't believe my tummy"


Ashton Cheats On You:

You tapped your fingers against your glass as you waited to be picked up from the airport lounge. The driver was late but that didn’t kill your mood, you were too excited for that. It was the first time you’d seen Ashton since you’d finished filming the second instalment to the trilogy you were the lead in. The months that had passed between you seeing Ash had been hard but you told yourself it was going to be worth it. You had a month before you had to start promoting the new movie so you intended on spending as much of it as you could with Ash.

Your bodyguard materialised in front of you holding your cases. “The car’s here. There’s a group of fans outside, shall I have them pushed back?”

You shook your head with a smile. “I’m in a good mood, Jack. Let’s make some fans happy.”

He nodded then spoke into the radio he’d been carrying through the airport. You walked beside him while he made arrangements for your journey to Ash’s hotel. Once you were outside, the crowd started shouting your name. Phones, pictures, pens were all dangling from hands. Banners were hung over the barriers.

You walked over to begin the usual routine of signing things and taking pictures. One girl had a banner saying it was her sixteenth birthday so you headed over to her and shouted happy birthday to her over the noise.

“Oh my God, I can’t believe you’re actually talking to me,” she said between squeals. “Can you sign my phone? I love your films! You and Ashton are my OTP.”

You laughed as she nervously rambled. You took the pen and signed her phone case for her.

“You’re going to see Ashton now, aren’t you? I just know you are, you have to be!” the girl continued.

You nodded as you signed some things surrounding the girl. “I am! It’s been a long few months without seeing him.”

“I’m going to die you two are so cute,” another fan shouted.

You signed a few more things until Jack appeared at your elbow.

“We have to go or you won’t see Ashton before the show,” he whispered.

You stood back and took a picture of the crowd. “Thanks for coming to see me! I love you all!”

The crowd screamed back at you as Jack led you away and into the waiting car. He climbed in next to you then turned to look at you.

“You’re really excited about seeing him, aren’t you?”

You looked at him smirking and nudged him in the side. “He’s my boyfriend, Jack! I can get excited to see my boyfriend!”

“You just look a lot happier than you have while you’ve been filming, that’s all.”

You hated not being able to touch him, you missed the lazy afternoons you shared when you’d just rest your head on his chest and listen to his heartbeat. You missed how his voice sounded when he was tired and how he’d kiss your shoulder to get your attention. You just missed Ash.

“Jack, have you ever been so in love you actually feel like your heart is going to explode?”

He frowned at you then shook his head. “Nope, I guess I’m still waiting for that.”

“Honestly, it’s the best and worst feeling in the world.” You relaxed your head against the headrest. “It’s a wild ride.”

Jack laughed at your words. “You sound drunk. And I swear if you start singing ‘Drunk in Love’, I’m quitting right now.”

You rolled your eyes at him dramatically. “You’re lucky I keep you around, Jack.”

The car stopped outside of the hotel and Jack walked around to open your door for you. You walked through a gathering of press and took the glass lift up to the floor the guys were staying on. Jack checked the hallway and gestured for you to proceed to Ash’s room.

“I swear you act like everything is a threat sometimes,” you muttered as you waited for Ashton to answer.

“Everything might be,” he replied seriously.

You sighed. “Why don’t you go play a game of FIFA with the lads or something? I know Mikey’s still pissed you beat his team.”

Jack’s face cracked into a smile. “Have I ever mentioned I love working for you?”

“Oh, once or twice,” you said vaguely as you heard the door unlock.

When it opened, you wrapped your arms around the boy you loved.

“I have missed you,” you whispered into his shirt.

Jack coughed. “I’ll be somewhere. Call me if you need me.”

Ash stepped back into the hotel room so he could shut the door. He pulled you closer to him and kissed the top of your head.

“I’ve missed you too, princess.”

You locked your hands around the back of his neck and sighed. “I’ve waited so long for this.”

He nodded but he didn’t look you directly in the eye. At times, he’d try to hide things from you because he felt like it’d hurt you.

“Babe, what’s wrong?” you asked him as you stroked his cheek. “You can tell me anything, you know that.”

Ash bit his lip then looked at you. “I need to tell you something.”

You led him to sit on the end of his bed and held his hand in both of yours. “What is it?”

He pulled his hand away and ran it through his hair.

“I don’t want you to hate me.”

“I couldn’t ever hate you, Ash. We’ve been through too much together for me to hate you.”

It was true; you’d been through the highs and lows of fame together. Ash had supported you through never ending scandals and rumours while you’d listened to his problems about life on tour. You worked as a team. You just worked.

“I hate myself.” He stared at the floor. “I can’t expect you to love me.”

“Ash, just tell me what it is and we’ll work through it.”

“I cheated on you.”

He turned to look at you at last. You felt the blood drain from your face. Of course the distance had been difficult but you thought you’d survived it together.

You closed your eyes to stop the room spinning. It hurt, naturally it hurt.

“Please just say something,” he said softly. “Even if you say you hate me, just please say something.”

“Define what you mean by cheated and who was it?” you asked him in a shaky voice.

“I kissed a girl at the bar a few nights ago,” he admitted. “When I realised I was making a mistake, I pushed her off and left. I’m so sorry.”

You swallowed hard and took a deep breath. The pressure in your chest eased a little when it wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be. “Is that all?”

He nodded slowly. “I shouldn’t have done it.”

“It hasn’t been easy, Ash,” you confessed. “But thank you for being honest.”

You reached over and took his hand. 

“Please don’t hate yourself, Ash. We all screw up sometimes.”

“What do you want to do?” he asked timidly.

“I want to lie here and talk this through,” you said assertively. “Do you want to do that?”

He nodded. “I’d like that.”

“You can even be little spoon,” you whispered to him.

He gave you a small smile. “I don’t deserve you, princess.”

You moved so you could lie on the bed fully then opened your arm for Ash to lie next to you. He joined you hesitantly. You wrapped his hand in yours and kissed his shoulder from behind.

“We can get through this, Ash. You kissed a girl, I think I can work through it.”

Part 2 is here!