pasta and garlic bread

A Yuuri Katsuki #Relatable Anxiety Feel:

Viktor, as they’re loading the groceries into the trunk, says, “Oh, we forgot sour cream.”

“Oh well,” says Yuuri, who is already planning how to work around the absence of sour cream in their fridge for the next week.

“Let’s go back in and get it,” says Viktor, closing the trunk with a decisive bang. 

“Um…no, that’s okay,” Yuuri says. “We don’t–do we need sour cream? I don’t think we need sour cream.” Half of Viktor’s recipes require sour cream. It’s a Russian thing. Yuuri has a What I don’t know can’t hurt me policy with regards to how much sour cream the typical Russian consumes in a week.

“Yuuri,” Viktor laughs, taking Yuuri’s hand, “Come on. The store is right there–it’ll take two minutes. It’s not like we’re in a hurry.”

“We’ve left the store,” Yuuri says. “We have to live with the purchase we’ve made. At least until another shift. We can come back in a few hours?”

“But we’re here now,” Viktor says, utterly perplexed.

“But the same person who just checked us out will probably check us out again,” says Yuuri, “and the only thing we’ll have to buy is two family-sized cartons of sour cream. They’ll know that we were just in there. And that we forgot something. And that our family eats a ridiculous amount of sour cream. Viktor, they’ll want to ask us about it.”

“Okay,” Viktor says. “Would it be better if…I went in and got it myself?”

“No. We go to this store every week. They know we’re married. The next time I’m here they’ll ask me Why did your husband buy all that sour cream.”

Viktor, gently, laughs and says, “Darling, I really don’t think cashiers pay that much attention to what people buy.”

“I know,” Yuuri groans. “But what if they do?”

“It’ll be fine,” Viktor says, and starts towards the store. “I’ll buy something other than the sour cream. I’ll be back in two minutes.”

When Viktor settles into the car, passing the single shopping bag with two huge containers of sour cream and one singular pack of gum in it, Yuuri releases a mournful bleat and says with the gravity normally reserved for funerals, “We can never come back to this store”

There were summers I’d never thought I’d make it here.
It’s Thursday night
and he’s fixing dinner;
pasta simmering on the stove
and garlic bread toasting in the oven.
We drift in and out of conversation,
but leave kisses on each other’s shoulders
and write love poems on the bathroom mirror.

I am no longer the moon
chasing the sun.
We rest our bones
by each other’s sides.
I wake to see the freckles
still there on his skin,
his eyelashes fluttering
under the deep wave
of dreams.

I no longer fear
not finding love,
or never knowing
enough of it.
It’s right here:
curled up in our comforter
and breathing easy.

I think I belong here.

—  Schuyler Peck
Pepper Potts’ Niece

Summary: Your aunt happens to be the Pepper Potts. And she landed you a week at the Avengers Tower. You steal the hearts of the Avengers fast through your baking. But your vacation ends with a twist when HYDRA decides to attack the Tower, taking you hostage. (Before Avengers: Age of Ultron)

Author’s Note: This is an absolute throwback. I wrote this back in July 23rd, 2015. I found it in my documents. I did a few touch-ups, but otherwise, it’s the same exact fanfic. HAPPY THROWBACK THURSDAY! Hope you like my 2015 writings!

Pairing: Avengers x Reader

Words: 2,928

Originally posted by ageofsuperheroes

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A little less conversation, more action Pt 2

adult themes guys

They all sat on the sofas to discuss dinner.

“so what’s everyone in the mood for? Italian, Chinese, sushi?” Magnus asked them, one hand on Alec’ thigh.

“Shadowhunter on the menu too Magnus?” Izzy hinted.

“More like dessert, Isabelle and only for me. If everyone is hungry I suggest something fast and easy” Magnus said. He was ignoring the shocked look Alec was giving him, on purpose.

“so it’s actually Izzy on the menu, then?” Jace laughed. Everyone but Maryse and Izzy found the humour in his statement.

“Oh very funny. I say we get Italian as long as there is pizza with peperoni and sausage” she said to Magnus.

“Maybe Magnus and Alec have had enough sausage for one night, ever think of that?” Jace replied.

“I can’t believe what I’m hearing out of you lot tonight! Will you all behave please?” Maryse remarked, looking cross.

Alec was trying to look anywhere but at Magnus but he seemed to be hiding a smile behind the hand covering his mouth. He rose from the sofa in a fluid motion and went over to the dining table and after a sharp click of his fingers, the table was filled with various pizza boxes and bowls of pasta. They all grabbed a plate each and started helping themselves.

“Oh, garlic bread, I love it” Maryse grabbed two large pieces and after adding some pizza and pasta to her plate, went back to the sofa to eat. She bit into her first piece.

“Yummm, this is really good I have to say you do good garlic bread, Magnus.”

“ I thought it was Magnus’ buns you liked better, Mother” Izzy retorted. Everyone started laughing, Clary even choking on a mouthful of pasta. Maryse looked scandalised for a few minutes but then a small smile curved her lips.

“yes, well I think I walked into that one” she said, laughing. She looked towards her son and his boyfriend. Alec was clearly embarrassed but Magnus was trying not to laugh, for Alec’ sake.

“No mother you walked in on us” Alec replied.

“very good, my love, you’re learning” Magnus told him, giving his cheek a quick kiss. Alec blushed, but smiled back at him.

“I can only imagine what else you’re teaching him Magnus” Jace said around a mouthful of pizza.

“yes well that will definitely remain a secret Jace, but I can tell you he’s a very apt pupil”

“seriously? Magnus!” Alec said, staring at his boyfriend. What had gotten in to him tonight?

“ just warn me before you give him any final exams, will ya? If our parabatai bond keeps burning like it has been, I’ll be dead man”.

“maybe someone should teach Clary mouth to mouth resuscitation then, in case that happens?” Magnus suggested. Clary’s eyes went wide and Jace leaned over to give her a quick kiss.

“that’s not a bad idea, Magnus. I might include that with weapons training tomorrow”

“ weapons aren’t really my thing, I prefer not to handle anything that deadly” he said but then looked up to Alec “present company excluded, of course”.

“Oh I don’t know Mr Bane, the weapon you sent Alec the photo of today looked like it could do some damage” Izzy laughed.

Poor Alec looked like he was about to throw up and unfortunately, Jace wasn’t happy to let it stop there. Maryse made the mistake of joining in the conversation.

“what photo was that?”

“Let’s just say you might of seen the buns but we got to see the full foot long” Jace told her, smirking. Clary squealed at the thought of it and buried her head in the pillows on the sofa. Izzy was smiling at Magnus and slowly nodding her head. Maryse had gone three different shades of pink and red but Magnus was looking quite pleased with himself. Alec flew to his feet.

“I can’t believe you guys tonight, why in the name of the angel would you bring THAT up?” he grabbed the empty plates from around the room and stormed into the kitchen.

“Looked like it was up before we got to see it.” Jace said, soliciting further exasperated noises from Alec in the kitchen.

“what can I say, I have a gift but I think I’d better go and see if I can’t calm my poor boy down.” He rose from the sofa and headed to the kitchen.

Prompt: Part two of “You’re famous and just got asked if you were ever in love this should be good– WAIT WHAT” AU

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Author’s Note: This is part two, because so may people asked for it. Hope you all like it, I kept it short and sweet. Read part one here!

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He asked if he could take you to dinner. 

It took you two whole days until you finally agreed in hopes that you wouldn’t sound completely desperate, even though you would have said yes in less than a second if it wasn’t for your roommate telling you not to.

She was currently sitting on your bed, watching as you tried on every outfit in your closet and her’s; giving her opinion on which selections she liked best, and being honest with the one’s she didn’t. You had narrowed it down to a simple black dress or jeans and a sweater, the dress was your choice.

“It’s February,” your roommate repeated for the fifteenth time. “Go with the sweater, you’ll thank me later when you’re not shivering on the sidewalk while the two of you wait for a cab.”

“Isn’t that the point, though?” You asked as you held the dress in front of you and modeled in front of the mirror. “For me to be cold and for him to give me his jacket or whatever?”

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The Fattening Cruise

My first stab at writing. Any feedback appreciated.  Lots of calories in this one :)


We decided to finally take a cruise.  We had been working hard and your weight seemed to be hovering around 200 lbs without much movement.  We did our research and found a cruise that was highly rated by several culinary websites and blogs. 

We backed our bags, headed for the airport.  You were so excited and couldn’t wait for the outfits you brought to get super tight.  You had no idea.

When we arrived at the ship, we had a meeting with the head chef and I was able to let him know our requests and preferences.  He wanted to set up a second meeting as he was not prepared for what I proposed.  The second meeting was a success and we had a plan in place.  We were both so excited to have you spend the cruise indulging in a food induced state of bliss.  When I explained the details, you couldn’t believe your ears.

You would stay in the room with carts of food brought up every 2 hours. You would get to show off your curves at dinner.  For daily excursions, you would have a cart to drive us to the best food in each port.  My guess is that you could easily gain 25 lbs a week doing this.  Good thing the cruise is 2 weeks!

Food Details:

Breakfast one is pancakes, waffles, cheesy eggs, bacon, sausage and biscuits

Breakfast 2 is more pastry oriented with donuts, chocolate croissant, muffins, scones, cakes, juices, lattes and whip cream covered fruit

Mid morning snack is breakfast burritos with soda and chips 

Lunch 1 is fried foods, your pick.

Lunch 2 is typical American fare with gourmet burgers, fries, milkshakes

Lunch 3 is more dessert oriented. You get to sample ice creams and get pints of your favorite 3 or 4.  Also pies, brownies and cookies.  

If up for it, we could do any of our day feedings on the deck by the pool so that your gain is relatively public.  You would obviously have a transport cart With snacks and candy available during the ride. 

Mid afternoon snack is candy bars, chips and soda 

Dinner 1 is pasta, lasagna and garlic bread loaves

Dinner 2 is steaks and potatoes with gravy, rustic breads and cheesecake

Dinner 3 is more desserts, cheese plates and drinks

Evening snack is cheese fondue followed by chocolate fondue

If you tolerated it, there would also be middle of the night feedings to ensure you were getting enough calories daily. 3 - 7 k extra calories in the middle of the night works wonders for your figure.

You would have the choice of Mexican, Chinese or Thai.  A chef will make whatever you want here.  If you are only looking for more dessert that would be accommodated.  The goal is to feel fully stuffed before going to bed.

Note that the menu changes a little each day to keep things interesting and to find out what foods make you fatter.  For the second week of the cruise we would add 3 - 5 shakes daily

All food quantities are unlimited and If you are still hungry at any point then the ships chef will cater to any flavor profile you would like



Wow.  The cruise was an amazing success.  You ate with no abandon and quickly adapted to the larger quantities and more frequent feedings.  Half way through the first week you got a huge new dress to wear because the cute clothes you brought were no match for your fattened belly and curves. When you out grew the new dress we got another 2 sizes bigger that should work until we get home

When the cruise was over, the culinary director of the ship was so impressed with your ability to eat that there was a farewell banquet held in your honor. You must have had at least 15 plates but but who’s counting

When we get home you quickly realize that you are going to need so much more food than you had before. I opened an account at dominos pizza so you could have pies delivered whenever you want with the click of a button on your chair.

An extra refrigerator was installed in both the living room and the bed room. 3 freezers were set up in the garage.  Doordash and instacart were your go to browser pages and you could pick whatever you wanted while I was in the kitchen making more meals

A few weeks into this a box arrived with some outfits we got at a port on the cruise. We were sure to order a few sizes bigger than you were at the end of the cruise.  Omg. When you tried them on it wasn’t even close. Your belly spilled out and the button didn’t come close to touching let alone fastening.

We took some measurements and you had gained 12 inches in your bust, 10 in your waist and 15 in your belly / hips. No wonder nothing fit!  Next came a weigh in and it turns out you gained 95 lbs since leaving for the cruise.  

This was exhilarating and amazing … we both couldn’t wait to see what the future would hold ….. now on the verge of 300 lbs you are going to get soooo fat!!!!!

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In Loving Memory of Corned Beef 

Gone but not forgotten | The memory of your tasty dishes will live on (until your safe return…) 

1. Bully Beef with White Rice

2. Corned Beef served atop Boiled-Fry Dumplings

3. Corned Beef Pasta with Bacon Bits and Garlic Hard Dough Bread

4. Corned Beef with Fried Breadfruit

5. Cabbage with Corned Beef

6. Cabbage with Corned Beef and Cornmeal Dumplings

7. Corned Beef Breakfast served with ‘Boiled Food’

8. Corned Beef served with Pumpkin Rice

Jamie Benn #7

Requested by Anon:  would you please write a story where Jamie Benn is being a grump/jerk because he thinks everyone forgot his birthday, except his brother. Little did he know his girlfriend planned a spectacular surprise for him. Then have Jamie feel awful about how he treated her and grovel for forgiveness and try to make things up to her. Thanks in advance

*Hiiii!Thank you thank you so soooo much! I know it took a while for me to write this but I hope you like this one. Not quite groveling but it’s nice and cute. Enjoy! :)*

Note: Jamie Benn was born on 18 July 1989. Anyone who is half a Dallas Stars fan knows that BUT for the sake of the story, let’s just pretend that Jamie’s birthday falls during the season, okay? Thank you!!

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You rolled your eyes but grinned when you saw your boyfriend walking over to you, a glass of champagne on his hand. Stopping just a few feet away, he smiled, “is this the part where I grovel?”

You closed the distance between the two of you and downed the last of his bubbly, “I think I’ll save the groveling for later,” you smiled, resting your free hand on his chest.

Now, he’s full of laughter and smiles, completely forgetting that less than an hour ago, he was being a grumpy-ass old man, stomping and pouting all over the house:

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anonymous asked:

Hello love. I was wondering if you could do 36, 44 from the prompt list for Chibs?

“Chibs, what is this about?”

Your Old Man turned away from the stove to face you, an incredulous look on his face.

“What, a man can’t cook a nice meal for his woman and spoil her?”

You laughed lightly, taking a sip from your glass of wine that he’d poured you.

“Of course he can. I’m just not totally used to my man doing it. And not the whole day. That’s all.”

He held a hand against his chest, feigning hurt.

“Not used to me doing it? I spoil you all the time!”

You stood from the dining table and walked towards him as he stirred the pasta in the pan.

“Yes, you do. Just not by waking me up to breakfast in bed, then taking me out for a movie and to get my nails done. Since when do you go with me to get my nails done?”

He nodded with a chuckle.

“Aye, you’re right there. And that’ll be the last time too. Damn near almost fell asleep waiting for them to finish off those designs. They do look nice though.”

You smiled as he grabbed your hand, taking another look at your nails.

“yes, they do. Thank you for paying for them, even though I asked you not to.”

He shook his head, pulling your head to him so he could give you a kiss.

“You’re worth every penny.”

Your cheeks took on a subtle pink tinge and he smiled, loving that he could still have that effect on you even after 4 years together.

“Hand me your plate, love.”

You grabbed the white plate from the dinner table and handed it to him, Chibs scooping your pasta onto it neatly. He grabbed a slice of garlic bread and placed that on your plate too.

“Now go and sit. Eat.”

You nodded, your stomach grumbling at the delicious smell. Sitting down at your seat at the table, you looked around the top, searching for your fork.

“Baby, can you pass me a fork.”

Chibs grabbed on and fumbled with it a bit before handing it to you. You thanked him and immediately stuck it into your pasta, beginning to twirl it around. You stopped though when a glint caught your eye as you spun it. Looking down, you saw a diamond ring over the handle glittering in the kitchen lights. With wide eyes and shaky hands, you pulled the ring for the handle of the fork, holding it in your fingers. Inside the band was a neat and elegant word etched in, though you didn’t know what the word was. It seemed reminiscent of Gaelic but you weren’t sure and spun around towards Chibs and the stove.  He wasn’t standing at the stove anymore though, instead he was knelt beside you.

“Filip…”

“I found myself at a loss, not knowing exactly how to ask you this. Or even where. I’ve had the ring for about 3 months now. I just couldn’t find the perfect time, or place. I needed it to be perfect, because you’re perfect and don’t deserve anything less. So I held it off and held it off, trying to find that perfect time and I realized I was wasting precious time. Before I knew it, 3 months had passed and I still hadn’t asked ya. That was 3 months I wouldn’t get back. Three months that I could’ve been having you as my wife. So I said fuck it and planned tonight. I know it’s not perfect, I’d never be able to get it as perfect as you deserve, but I tried. You’ve always felt like home. You’ve shown me what love can feel like and I don’t ever want to let that go. Will you marry me lass?’

Tears had already gathered in your eyes from the moment you had noticed the ring but they were uncontainable now, streaming down your cheeks as you listened to your soulmate profess his love for you like never before. So with a tearful smile and laugh, you nodded.

“Yes. Yes!”

Chibs beamed and took the ring from you, slipping it onto your ring finger where it fit perfectly. He kissed your hand before looking back up to you and kissing your nose.

“But what about Fiona?

With a shake of his head, he kissed you again.

“She had the paperwork finalized last week. With Jimmy gone, she was able to put in for the legal divorce and sign. I’m completely free to marry you. She sends all her blessings. Kerrianne too.”

You nodded and threw your arms around him, hugging him tightly as you cried happy tears.

“I love you Filip.”

“I love you too my sweet girl. Forever.”

You pulled back and repeated after him.

“Forever. Forever…forever, is that what the ring says?”

Chibs smiled at you, running his thumb along your lashes to collect the tears.

“Aye, my love. That’s what the ring says.”  

Tinder

Request: Request; Thomas matches with Reader on tinder something along those lines

Warnings: none

You had gotten Tinder to help get yourself out there. You never were confident in the relationship department, and thought that Tinder would help. It did, actually. You talked to plenty of guys and actually met up with a few. You gained some more sexual experience, as you weren’t the most sexual person around. 

But finally, you deleted Tinder. It was becoming a little overwhelming. Meeting up with guys–especially from some app–wasn’t your forte. But before deleting, you exchanged Snapchats with a guy. His name was Thomas and he lived about twenty minutes from you. Though he was extremely spotty with replying, so you didn’t expect it to go anywhere.

Though you gave him a chance. Your original ambition was to hopefully get a boyfriend out of this. You had a few friends who met their partner on Tinder, so maybe it could happen to you. But since you deleted Tinder and were only talking to Thomas, you weren’t sure.

Hey, Y/N. Sorry to tell you this, but there’s a lot of things going on in my life right now, and I don’t think I’m ready to be in another serious relationship. I hope we can still be friends, you seem really cool so far.” Thomas sent you the message on Snapchat. You felt a little sad, but you knew he hadn’t had the best of luck with relationships. You weren’t that upset about it.

Yeah, that’s completely fine. I’d like to stay friends, too. But do you think we can meet up? Friends are supposed to hangout! Lol” 

You genuinely wanted to be friends, and meeting up somewhere would be fun. Thomas agreed to it, and you guys planned to meet up at a coffee shop just five minutes away from your home.


The next day, you got ready. You didn’t try too hard since it wasn’t a date. Simply two friends were meeting… for the first time. 

You got your bike, setting your little bag in the basket. You biked over to the coffee shop, hoping this meeting would go well. You were beyond nervous, of course. Meeting up with strangers for the first time was always a bit nerve-wracking. Nevertheless, you kept the king smile on your face. 

“Thomas?” You asked, a smile visible in your tone. Thomas was much cuter in person. He was so tall compared to you, too. He had a baby face, but it was welcoming. 

“Hi, Y/N,” he said shyly. He went straight for a hug. “Nice to finally meet you.”

“You as well,” you giggled, hugging him back.

You both walked inside the shop, Thomas holding the door open for you. You both ordered drinks and sat down. That’s when the talking really started. It was a little awkward at first, but you two soon clicked. The talking wouldn’t stop. There were so many smiles and laughter.

“Want to walk around a bit? Explore the other places?” Thomas asked once both of you finished your drinks. “I don’t want to part ways just yet.”

A smile formed on your lips. “Sure, that sounds great.”

You and Thomas walked around for a bit. The more you walked, the more easier it became to talk to one another. You went into shops together, looking at goofy things and talking the entire time. Never once, though, did he hold your hand. You didn’t expect it, but you wished he would. He was charming and sweet.

As time passed, the sun set, and it got colder. You and Thomas decided to call it a night. You didn’t want to part ways just yet, but the fun had to end at some point. 

“Actually… Do you want to come by my place? For dinner, I mean.”

You were a little shocked my Thomas’ words. Butterflies swarmed in your stomach, even though this was supposed to be just a friend. You couldn’t help but smile and oblige to the invite. 

Thomas helped you pile your bike in the trunk of his car. It surprisingly fit… mostly. After your bike was secure, you and Thomas made way to his apartment.


Thomas did make a dinner as promised. It was tasty pasta accompanied with garlic bread and some wine. Once done eating, you both settled on the couch and watched some TV.

At first, you both weren’t touching at all on the couch. But as time passed while watching the movie, you and Thomas slowly inched closer. It went from no touching, to knees lightly touching, and to then shoulders touching. It was a little awkward then, since there was obvious tension with the light touching. 

“Can I just…?” Thomas asked, raising his arm part way up.

“Oh, yeah, sure,” you blushed, scooting closer to him. His arm draped around you. 

More silence took place, of course. It was only through the middle of the movie, there wasn’t going to be much talking at all. But when Thomas made a silly comment towards the movie, you turned to face him, giggling. He was looking at you as well, laughing. Though it soon came to a stop, both of you locking eyes. 

Your breathing hitched. You knew what was going to happen next, and you wanted it to. Thomas leaned in, planting his lips on yours. The both of you kissed, the kissing growing stronger and more intimate. You ignored the movie now, focusing on kissing the extremely cute boy. 

It got more heated, which made you a little nervous since this was the first meeting. But you let it happen anyway. Something told you he was trustworthy and wouldn’t hurt you. So you both continued, and soon enough shirts were coming off.

“I don’t think friends are supposed to do this.” You giggled, joking.

Thomas gave you a playful look. “Ah, you got me there.” He chuckled. “Is this alright?”

You nodded. “I don’t mind. I’m quiet liking this.”

You two continued making out, having some fun, but it didn’t last long due to your phone going off. It ruined the mood completely. But you checked it, only finding out that you needed to take your birth control pill.

“Sorry about that. I didn’t expect to be staying so long,” you blushed from embarrassment. 

“That’s okay. We should probably get back to the movie anyway.”

You nodded in agreement, cuddling next to Thomas. Little did you know that you and Thomas would officially be together two weeks later.

Mitch Marner #4

A/N: since my last mitch imagine was kinda sad, i decided i would turn it around and write a cute fluffy kinda imagine :) requests are open!!!

Word Count: 1,367

Originally posted by werenskiz

“I know, I’m just tired that’s about it,” you said into your phone while struggling to get your house key. Between talking on the phone, having a bag of take out in one hand, and trying to handle your daily planner and keys in the other hand - it took some time before you had the key in the hole and turned it to unlock the front door. 

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#11 - What went wrong?

Read: Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4 , Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8,  Part 9, Part 10

Also, any text that are in italics are in the past and the rest are in the present form.

Wednesday, 15 June 2017

Jay took the cab home and he specifically told the driver to take the longer route. He just wanted more time to himself to figure what to do. He was staring out of the window, looking aimlessly at the streets of Seoul. 

Should he just tell you or don’t and hopefully this situation will slowly pass away. But how? He is about to become a father, how the fuck is he going to hide this from you. 

You: Oh my god, you scared me! I would have spilled all the sauce on the floor. 

Jay had snuck into the kitchen and hugged from behind. He then moved your hair away from your neck and placed light kisses on it.

You: When did you get home? And stop doing that. I’m cooking right now. 

Jay: I just got home and I think you’re the first person to ever reject my kisses! What are you cooking, babe? Smells really good. 

You: Isn’t it obvious? We’re having pasta tonight and this is the sauce. Here, taste this for me.

You fed a small spoonful of the sauce to Jay.

Jay: Mhmm it’s so good and can’t wait to eat when it’s done. I’ll go and set the table?

You: Yes please! And I bought a few drinks that Jas recommended. They’re in the fridge. 

Jay: Wow..you never drink during dinner. I like this new you.

You: It’s because the drinks you buy are always so strong. 

Jay kissed you one more time before letting you go to set the table. 

//

Jay: You should make this for my parents when we visit them next. I know my mum would absolutely love it! 

You: Yeah I’ll make it for them but I’ll add more vegetables to it. Maybe some zucchini or eggplants?

Jay smiled at you and he wouldn’t stop.

You: You’re starting to scare me, babe. Are you having an allergic reaction or something? 

Jay: How did I become so lucky? I’ve got the best girlfriend in the whole fucking world. You’re fine as fuck, cook so well, loving, caring, kind, funny, perfect in every-

You: Alright, alright I get it. You don’t have to list all the adjectives in the whole vocabulary to describe me. I know I’m the best.

You flicked your hair and Jay laughed at you. 

You: Just don’t fuck up and I promise I’ll always be there for you. 

//

Jay unlocked the door and took a deep breathe. He put his thoughts aside or at least tried his best to, and put on a smile for you. He took off his shoes and headed down the hallway to the living room. He saw that you had already set the table, a red rose in the middle with tealight candles around the kitchen. He looked around but didn’t see you. 

Jay: Baby? Where are you? 

No answer. 

Jay called out again. He then saw you emerge from the bathroom. He noticed you didn’t look too well. Your hair was a mess, no make up on and you were wearing your pjs. He knew something was off since you’re always dressing for the occasion. 

Jay: Hey babe, are you okay? 

Jay walked up to you and held your face up. 

You: I don’t know.. I think I have food poisoning or something. I’ve vomited like twice today. 

Jay: Twice?! Why didn’t you call me? I would’ve went home early.

You: I didn’t to bother you because I know you’re busy with the tour and stuff. 

Jay pulled you in and gave you a hug while rubbing his hands up and down your back. You felt slightly better in Jay’s arms but then you remembered tonight’s special occasion.

You: You must be hungry, Jay. C’mon let’s eat.

Jay didn’t want to let you go but he had to. 

Jay: You go sit down and I’ll get the food, okay?

You nodded.

You poured wine into the two glasses and Jay came back with the food. He set the dishes down and went back to the kitchen to get the rest.

Jay: Mhmm pasta and garlic bread, my favourite! 

You smiled at him and clinked the wine glasses together. The two of ate dinner in silence since you weren’t feeling too well and Jay knew it. He didn’t want to bother you but at the same time, the silence filled his head with the same thoughts that he have been trying to hide from you. He needed to stop thinking about it.

Jay: So let me guess, ice cream for dessert?

You: You know me too well! I’ll go get it.

You came back with Jay’s favourite ice cream flavour.

Jay: Where’s yours? 

You: I don’t feel like having dessert. Hey wait here, let me go get your present.

You went to the second bedroom where you kept his presents and when you walked out, you saw Jay was cleaning up. He never did this on his own. You always had to nag him to do it so why was he doing it voluntarily? You shrugged it off seeing it was your anniversary and Jay was being nice and all. 

 You handed Jay the brown paper bag. 

Jay: Shit..presents? You know I’m not a present type person. You didn’t have to-

You: Babe. Stop it. I bought it already so just open it.

Jay opened the bag and took out an Adidas shoe box. You bought him the latest kicks. It was very minimalistic. It was white in general but it had blue strips on the front and back. You always liked the colour blue on Jay, blue suits him. 

Jay: Oooo nice! I like them, you know I saw these the other day and was about to buy them myself. Luckily I didnt, hey? 

You: Yeah lucky. There’s another present in there as well.

Jay reached into the bottom of the bag and took out a small leather box. 

Jay: Is this a proposal, [Y/N]? 

You: Very funny and it’s not. Sorry to disappoint. 

Jay opened the box and saw it was a gold watch. He took it out the box and saw it had his initials on the face on the clock. He then looked at the leather band and saw your personalised message. It read: Together always xx

Jay: Thanks so much, baby! But umm…I didn’t get you anything…I didn’t have the chance to go shopping and…

You: I’m glad you like them and that’s ok. I wasn’t expecting any presents anyway. I’ve got you and you’re all I need. 

You reached it and gave Jay a kiss. 

Jay: I’m sorry. I’ll make it up to you, okay? 

Jay kissed you back harder and longer. He then guided you towards the sofa and laid you down.

You: Jay….

Jay looked into eyes and you could a sense of sadness in them. You haven’t been this close to his face in a while and tonight, you saw something different. He had dark circles, his eyes were tired and his cheeks were more prominent then usual. You could sense something was bothering him. 

You: Not tonight. I’m not feeling too well…sorry.

Jay: Sorry? Babe, you don’t have to be sorry. It’s okay. You should rest anyway. Wanna go to bed now or should we watch something?

You: We just ate, Jay. Let’s watch a movie then we’ll go to bed.

Thursday, 16 June 2017

You woke up at the usual time and something felt different this morning. Jay’s arms were around your waist. This hasn’t happened in a while since he was either out the door before you woke up or he would be facing the other side of the bed. You tried not to move too much but after a few minutes of scrolling through your social media, you needed to pee. You tried to move his arms off slowly but he wouldn’t budge. It was like he didn’t want to let go of you. Feeling the urge to pee, you pushed his arms off quickly. Jay let out a quiet sigh and opened his eyes.

Jay: Where are you going?

You: Bathroom and I’m sorry for waking you up.

Jay let out a small smile and then he dug his head into your pillow. 

When you got out of the bathroom, you saw Jay’s phone on the kitchen table. Strange. His phone was like his life. He had most of his song notes, contacts, photos on it and he usually brings it to his bed. He would never leave it lying around even when he’s at home. It is always on him. You picked it up and saw several messages from Gray. You scanned the lock screen and Gray seemed to messaging him the same thing. 

Where are you? / Why aren’t you answering your phone? / Are you with [Y/N]? / Pls call me asap / This is important Jay, pick up your phone! 

You went back to the bedroom and Jay was still in the same position. You climbed back into bed with him and rested your chin on his shoulders. Jay turned around and kiss you on the cheeks. 

You: Gray has been trying to reach you. You should call him now, it sounds urgent.

You handed Jay his phone and he saw the lock screen but he put it on the bedside table. He then turned back to you and you tilted your head to the side.

You: You’re not going to call him?

Jay: It’s probably something stupid. I’ll deal with it later. 

You: Are you sure? Sounds pretty urgent. 

Jay: Don’t you worry, babe. Now can we please cuddle?

You pushed Jay’s hair back and focused on his eyes.

You: Jay…you look different. Is everything alright? 

Jay let out a sigh and tried to pull you but you hesitated.

You: Something is bothering you. What is it?

Jay: It’s nothing. Just work and shit. 

You looked at him closely and tried to get him to talk.

You: You’re lying.  

Jay then turned to the other side of the bed. Facing away from you.

Jay: Drop it, [Y/N]. I don’t want to talk about it. 

You: No, I’m not dropping it. Talk to me and maybe I can help you. Is it something to do with work? Are the tour managers stressing you? Maybe you should ask Simon to help you ou-

Jay: [Y/N]! I said drop it! You’re the last person I want to talk to about it.

You: Are you fucking with me, Jay?! I’m your girlfriend and part of it means that I’m here to help and support you. Why won’t you let me in? I tell you all my problems so why can’t you do the same? It’s not like I’m going to judge or anything. 

Jay: I told you to fucking drop it!

You let out a loud sigh and headed to the living room. You couldn’t stand being in the same room when the two were mad at each other. Just as you sat down on the sofa, Jay walked out of the room. He had changed out of his pjs and headed towards the door. 

And you watched the door close behind him.