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Gummy Bears: Hiro Hamada x Reader

You are currently laying out on Hiro’s bed, your head propped up by his pillows as you read from the book you have resting against your stomach.  Hiro is sitting in his desk chair, typing away at his computer. You’re both caught up in your own worlds, content being next to each other and not needing to fill the air with useless chatter.

 A few minutes later, you hear Hiro’s chair squeak as he leans back and stretches his arms up into the air.  The wheels of his chair roll across the hardwood floor as he pushes away from the desk and stands.  “I’m gonna grab a snack from downstairs.  Do you want anything?” he asks.

 You glance at him from your book and shake your head.  “No thanks,” you tell him with a smile.

He gives you a shrug, before turning and making his way down stairs.  He isn’t gone for very long, before you hear his steps coming back up the stairs.

 “What’d you get?” you ask nonchalantly, flipping the page in your book.

 “Do you really have to ask?” he says, and you can hear the grin in his voice.

 Even before you shift your gaze to look at him, you can already hear the crumpling of a plastic bag. When you spot the item in his hands you can’t help but roll your eyes.  “Seriously?”

 He gives you an innocent grin, “What?”

 “I can’t believe Aunt Cass still buys you those.  How do you not have a million cavities?”

 He chuckles to himself and rips open the bag.  “She doesn’t actually.  I have to buy them on my own, and then I have to hide them up on top of the refrigerator, because if she finds them, she tosses them out,” he explains to you.

 “You have an addiction,” you tell him, before turning back to your book.

 “I am not ashamed to agree with you.”

 One corner of your mouth tilts up as you try to suppress a laugh.  You’re pulled away from your book once more when you feel the bed dip down. You raise an eye brow as you watch Hiro crawl toward you.

 He notices you watching him and he gives you another innocent smile.  “Don’t mind me,” he tells you.  Using his knee, he pushes your legs apart slightly, and then settles himself down in the opening.  Lying down on his stomach, he props himself up by his elbows which are resting on either side of your hips.

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anonymous asked:

just wondering are you still a hardcore Yongguk stan? :( or feelings aren't the same anymore

of course i’m still a hard core yongguk stan :( he’s still the love of my life, always has been always will be. Just because i dont post about him doesnt mean my love and respect towards him has faded even the slightest. I could even write a two thousand word or even longer essay of reasons why i love my precious, beautiful gummy bear. I love him so much :( it makes me sad that anyone would even ask me that. Wow. I still watch videos of him just smiling everyday because his smile makes me smile. My feelings have been the same since 2012. He will forever be the love of my life and no one can replace him in my heart. Even if i were to get married some day, my husband would have to hear me talking about yongguk and deal with it because he’s so special to me :( my point is, i love my precious gummy bear to the moon and back and no one can replace his place in my heart. As my tags say, he’s the light of my life, the reason i smile, my all and everything, my moon and stars, my beautiful precious gummy bear and i mean every word. 

Gummy Bears: Hiro Hamada x Reader

Hiro’s older here, like 18-ish

You are currently laying out on Hiro’s bed, your headpropped up by his pillows as you read from the book you have resting against your stomach.  Hiro is sitting in his desk chair, typing away at his computer. You’re both caught up in your own worlds, content being next to each other and not needing to fill the air with useless chatter.

A few minutes later, you hear Hiro’s chair squeak as he leans back and stretches his arms up into the air.  The wheels of his chair roll across the hardwood floor as he pushes away from the desk and stands.  “I’m gonna grab a snack from downstairs.  Do you want anything?” he asks.

 You glance at him from your book and shake your head.  “No thanks,” you tell him with a smile.

 He gives you a shrug, before turning and making his way down stairs.  He isn’t gone for very long, before you hear his steps coming back up the stairs.

 “What’d you get?” you ask nonchalantly, flipping the page in your book.

 “Do you really have to ask?” he says, and you can hear the grin in his voice.

 Even before you shift your gaze to look at him, you can already hear the crumpling of a plastic bag. When you spot the item in his hands you can’t help but roll your eyes.  “Seriously?”

 He gives you an innocent grin, “What?”

 “I can’t believe Aunt Cass still buys you those.  How do you not have a million cavities?”

 He chuckles to himself and rips open the bag.  “She doesn’t actually.  I have to buy them on my own, and then I have to hide them up on top of the refrigerator, because if she finds them, she tosses them out,” he explains to you.

 “You have an addiction,” you tell him, before turning back to your book.

 “I am not ashamed to agree with you.”

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i hope he is having a good day … the lyrics are hitting strong with me tonight again … i want to give him a hug and tell him just how loved and talented and respected he is - even if i know it doesn’t always help … so i’ll just send him all the good vibes i have in me …