This is rather chaotic as I’ve put it together real quick and I’ve plenty favorites - I might add more as I remember or as I go through my reading (some are finished, some are on-going). For now though …
Summary: Even though Peter’s been busy with saving the world, you’ve been feeling neglected and unwanted. He notices and decides to do something fun to cheer you up.
Word Count: 2,453 (my longest one so far, holla)
Warnings: heights, panic attack, language, fluff, sad stuff. Let me know if I missed any.
A/N: Alrrright guys, hopefully this turns out okay. I was thinking about making this into a series depending on how much you guys dig it.
If you do, then I will post all about what I’m going to do for the series to see if you guys are interested. Sound good? As always, feedback is definitely appreciated. I never get any, so I don’t know what I’m doing wrong or right. Enjoy!
Ever since Peter told you he was the big ‘ol Spiderman, it felt like your guys’ weekly hangouts and movie nights were coming to an end. Of course you understand that he’s saving the world and stopping the bad guys, but it leaves you worried and afraid for his well being. He always seems distracted around you and it fills you with a darkness. Telling Peter would make you seem selfish, so you bury it, hoping it won’t poke its way through.
Being the shy, reserved, person you are, you definitely had difficulty talking to Peter, especially since you’ve always had a never ending crush on him. After a while of trying to ask him if he could hang out, you stopped. It wasn’t worth the pain of going through to only be rejected once again.
However, what you didn’t know was that Peter noticed you putting up your walls again. He didn’t want to lose you and decided he was definitely going to do something about it. Starting tonight.
(Another day when smut didn’t want to come out and having serious hoseok feelings but when am I not? This is about poor baby being stressed. Fluff)
Hoseok threw himself on to the bed, his light hair hitting the pillows next to you, making you look up from your romance book that you’d been getting lost in since Wonho had been away a lot with his hectic schedule. Surprising you, he turned on his side, wrapping his muscular arm around your stomach, placing his leg over yours and nuzzling in to the crook of your neck before adorably rubbing his tired eyes. Gazing at how stressed he looked, you put your book down before kissing his forehead. He hummed at your touch, a slight smile on his lips.
“Hey Mr Needy, are you alright?”
You asked, your heart sinking as his eyes closed, enjoying the moment of tranquillity. His hold on you got tighter.
“I think so baby. I just missed you.”
He uttered, his lips tickling your neck as he spoke. Oh, your boyfriend could be so sweet sometimes, well, all the time.
“I’ve been right here baby.”
You replied softly, running your finger tips through his lilac hair, trying your best to soothe him. He opened his eyes, propping his head up with his hand. His gaze fell over your body from bottom to top, drinking you in. Hoseok let out a deep sigh before looking longingly in to your eyes.
“I mean, I’ve missed ‘you’. I’ve missed waking up in your arms. I’ve missed you putting your legs over my lap while we watch movies. I’ve missed your beautiful laugh when I say cheesy things. It’s been so hard doing all of this without you. You’re my energy, baby, the reason I breathe.”
You didn’t know what to say; you were stunned. He’d taken your breath away. You knew Hoseok was romantic, a true gentleman, but he’d never said something that had touched you so deeply before. With your heart racing, falling even deeper in love than you imagined was possible, you wrapped your arms around his broad shoulders, pleading for him to come closer with your eyes and before you knew it, you were kissing him harder than you ever had before. It seemed like the two of you were feeling particularly needy. Hoseok gently cupped your cheek in his hand as he affectionately teased your tongue with his, claiming your mouth, desperate to fill the void he was feeling. His lips on yours felt heavenly, so plump and peachy, you hadn’t been kissed like that for a long time and suddenly you knew what he meant by truly missing you. It was moments like this that he longed for. His lips lingered upon yours for a few precious moments, brushing against yours and pecking cute, innocent kisses upon them until he placed his head on your chest, wrapping his arm around you again.
“I just want to listen to your heart beat for a while.”
He murmured, making your urge to take care of him go in to a frenzy. There was something about your man that made you want to baby him, to make him smile that smile that made everyone fall for him. You held him in your arms, watching him cuddle you and be so at peace. You could tell he could stay there forever and so could you, he was all you needed in life and all you needed to be happy.
“I have an idea baby. Stay right here.”
You instructed as you climbed off the bed. Hoseok pouted, his sad puppy dog eyes coming to play as he reached out for you. He knew how to tug on your heart strings too much.
“I have something planned for you. Don’t worry Hoseok, I’ll be back in a moment.”
The sound of trickling water echoed around the steamy bathroom as you washed Wonho’s prominent abs with a cloth, droplets of water chasing each other down his soft, milky skin. He sat in between your legs, leaning back so his head rested on your shoulder. You liked it this way. It was intimate and beautiful, you could hold his hands and kiss his cheeks as your stressed lover needed taken care of. Skin on skin, you placed an adoring kiss on his temple.
“Do you like taking care of me jagi?”
Wonho asked, breaking the blissful silence. His question made you giggle, your heart swelling and filling with warmth.
“Yes I do, very much.”
You replied, bringing the wash cloth up his strong arms, leaving a trail of glistening suds. Wonho beamed, the reflection of the bubbles in the bath sparkling in his eyes.
“I like it too…although I feel a little emasculated.”
He admitted, his chubby cheeks turning pink. Once again, you giggled, running your hands through his wet stringy hair. Hoseok smelled delicious and there was something about seeing him in his naked glory, soaked with water that made your downstairs speak to you.
“There’s nothing wrong in letting your girlfriend fuss over you baby.”
You reassured him, starting to rub the cloth on his thick thighs, tantalisingly close to his groin.
“I know but…I think I’m the one who’s supposed to be taking care of you. I like taking care of you too.”
His words made you smile. Inwardly, you purred; you liked it when he took care of you and he did it so well.
“Well, if you’d like, you can take very good care of me when we get out of the tub.”
The suggestive tone in your voice sent a grin on Wonho’s lips. He took your hand in his before kissing each pad of your finger tips.
Second Chances (Zach Dempsey X Reader X Jeff Atkins)
- You and Zach had gotten into an argument, later on he ended up cheating on you. Jeff helped you through the breakup which led to you getting feelings for him, but still having feelings for Zach.
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You and Zach had been dating for a little over a year now, but you guys kept getting distant by the day. The reason for that was because you guys had gotten into a huge argument about a week ago.
He said that you would always flirt with other guys and he called you horrible names like slut and whore. Which led to you slapping him. Although you didn’t break up with him and he didn’t break up with you, you didn’t know what the situation was at this point.
You hated being distant with him, you guys used to be so close. You went to his house, you needed to fix this you just couldn’t take it anymore. You got to his house and you knew his parents weren’t home so you took out the spare key he gave you. You walked in and like you expected everything was quiet except you heard people talking upstairs, you could hear Zachs voice. You stopped in front of his door. You then heard a females voice. The door swung open, you just stared at the girl wide eyed, she was beautiful but you’ve never seen her before.
“Y/N what are you doing here?!” Zach said while quickly putting on a shirt. You noticed a hickey on his neck and one on hers as well. Tears filled your eyes and you just ran out the door. He chased after you calling your name but you ignored him. He grabbed your wrist.
“Let go of me!” You yelled at him. You could see a hint of sadness in his eyes but soon that left.
“Fuck you Dempsey, I knew something was up, you were acting more distant and seemed like you didn’t have an interest in me anymore.” You said. He scoffed,
“I loved you so much up until you started flirting with all the guys especially Jeff! Then you became a slut!” He yelled back at you. You and Jeff had been best friends forever, but Zach always thought you two had a thing.
“I never flirted with any of them Zach, because I was yours! I would never do such a thing!” You yelled back tears streaming down your cheeks.
“But now I’m not so goodbye.” You said walking away, he didn’t chase after you this time.
You got home ran to your room and texted Jeff to come over with your favorite snacks and movies. He said he’ll be there in 5.
Jeff arrived and he walked in like always and opened your rooms door to see you crying. He rushed to you.
“What’s wron—” you didn’t let him finish his sentence you just hugged him.
“He cheated on me.” You said in between sobs. You noticed his fist clench.
“That fucking asshole!” He hugged you even tighter. Jeff wanted so badly to go and beat him up but he didn’t want to leave you alone. For a couple of weeks that’s all you guys did. You dreaded school but luckily you rarely saw Zach and Jeff was always with you.
As you and Jeff were laying down watching movies one day he just randomly stated,
“Prom is tonight we should go you need to get out of this room, love.” Jeff said you shook your head.
“No I look horrible and Zach is gonna be there.” You said.
“You look beautiful, he’s gonna see how great you’re doing without him so c'mon let’s gooooo.” Jeff said while picking you up. You squealed while telling him to put you down.
“I’ll put you down if you promise to go.” He said while smiling. You sighed.
“Ugh fine I’ll go now put me down Atkins.” He threw you to your bed.
“Okay great I’ll go back to my house to get ready I’ll pick you up in the evening.” He said, you just agreed and smiled.
He soon left and you decided that you should shower, you already had your prom dress seeing as you were going to go to prom with Zach before the incident. It was a beautiful long dress, which was a nice shade of baby pink. People always told you that color went with your skin.
You showered got dressed and did your makeup. You actually looked decent and not dead. The doorbell rang and you walked down the stairs where your parents had already let Jeff in. Your mom gasped which made everyone follow her gaze. They all looked at you and Jeff was the first to speak up.
“You look so beautiful.” He said. Your parents agreed and your mom took out her camera. She took like 100 photos of you guys and you found it quite funny. Once she was done with her little photo shoot you and Jeff walked toward his car, you were about to open the door when he opened it first.
“I always open the door for you princess.” He said you got in and buckled up. The drive just consisted of you guys singing songs that were playing on the radio.
You guys arrived and you and Jeff linked elbows before walking in. You got some compliments from people telling you that you look beautiful, you thanked them and complimented them as well. Clay walked towards you guys and greeted you and Jeff.
“Y/N, you look absolutely stunning.” Clay said to you.
“Damn right she does!” Jeff said eying you up and down. You just giggled and thanked them. From the corner of your eye you can feel someone staring at you. You turned to see who it was and it was the boy who broke your heart into a million pieces. You still missed him but he broke you. But you wanted so badly to connect your lips to his.
“Wanna dance?” Jeff asked looking at you. You nodded and tried figuring out what song was playing. You smiled once you remembered it, Jeff would always sing this song to you. As you guys were dancing you could hear Jeff whispering the lyrics into your ear. (The song is You’re always loved by Golden)
“I will never hurt you, no.
I will never desert you.
There’s a lot of girls in this world
Though they have nothing on you.” He sang, his voice barely audible. You smiled, this song brought back so many memories.
“I will be there… I’ll be there…
When the words just come out wrong, And you’re sick of the love songs. I will be there… I’ll be there…
When your strength is now all gone, And you need someone to lean on. Even when you stop loving yourself, I’ll be there to help.
And when you’re giving up,
Just know you’re always loved.” These lyrics were so true, Jeff was always there for you when Zach did something wrong. Jeff would never hurt you, which is why you had kinda sorta started falling for him.
The song finished and you and Jeff just smiled at each other.
“Let’s go show Zach how much better you’re doing without him.” He smirked. You laughed and agreed. You two stayed on the dance floor laughing like crazy and dancing like weirdos. Soon you two calmed down and you were quiet thirsty so you went to go get a drink. Zach was there as well, you ignored the fact that he was there and grabbed your drinks.
“You look beautiful.” Zach said, gosh you missed him so much. You just wanted to kiss him but you had to play it off as if you were doing just fine so you just looked at him and rolled your eyes.
“Can we talk outside.” Zach said, he looked so sad. You agreed knowing you were going to regret this. You two got outside and he spoke first,
“You look stunning.” He said while looking at you.
“Thanks, it’s the best I’ve looked these past days. It was Jeff’s idea to go out so I had to look my best.” You said.
“So you’re dating him now?” He asked, sadness in his voice.
“No he’s still my best friend.” You said, although you had started getting feelings for him, but you still had feeling for Zach. Zach’s eyes filled with hope.
“So what did you want to talk about?” You asked, it felt awkward and maybe Jeff was looking for you back inside.
Can you do a Mikey x reader where the reader basically is always showering
Mikey in candy and other subtle things…then one day the reader is finally like
“I LIKE YOU WHY HAVENT YOU CAUGHT ON??!” and Mikey had no clue and is like “OH
SHIIIIIiiiii!!” But then realizes he does in fact like the reader back?
I’ve kinda been on a bit of a Mikey kick lately. Not sure why.
You. Had. Tried. EVERYTHING. You brought
him candy, rented him any movie he wanted, gave him your Netflix log-in, played
video games with him whenever he asked you to…You didn’t know how else to tell
him you liked him.
And sure, Mikey was always using nicknames:
angelcakes, babe, gorgeous, beautiful, but he called April all of those too, so
they didn’t mean anything different when it came to you. Mikey was just a
flirty person, you guessed. You would just have to wait for another sign.
But you were done waiting.
Today, while watching a movie with him, he
made a comment.
“Dang, I really wish I could get a
girlfriend.” He sighed at the RomCom he had chosen. You froze in place.
“Mikey, I am literally right here.” You pointed
to yourself with an expectant expression. He crinkled his eyebrows.
“What are you-?”
“Wait, have you seriously not caught on?!”
“I don’t know what you-”
“MICHELANGELO, I HAVE LIKED YOU SINCE THE
MOMENT I MET YOU, DO YOU LIKE ME BACK OR AM I WASTING MY TIME?!”
“You…a gorgeous, beautiful, amazing, funny,
HUMAN girl who could have literally any other human being on the face of the
planet…you like ME?!”
“YES I LIKE YOU.”
Mikey was quiet for a long moment, eyes
slowly widening as it finally dawned on him. You actually liked him.
You. Actually. Liked. Him.
“Oh shiiiiiiiiiiii….” He whispered and
hopped off of the couch. “I will be right back. Don’t move.” He ran off to the
garbage truck to grab something from their mini-lair in the back. He rummaged
through a crate of goodies tucked up into the corner. No, no, no, no, there it
As fast as he could, he ran all the way
back to where you were waiting half-confused, half-expectant as you tried to
figure out where the hell he had gone.
“(Y/N).” he stood in front of where you
were seated. He knelt down and held up a cherry Ring Pop. “Will you be my
“Yes, you dork. I will be your girlfriend.”
“SHE SAID YES!!” He slid the plastic ring
onto your left hand. “DID YOU GUYS HEAR THAT?! I HAVE A TOTALLY HOT GIRLFRIEND
AND YOUUUU~ DON’T!”
“SHUT UP, MIKEY!” His brothers’ chorus came
from several parts of the lair, all in unison in the same annoyed tone of voice
they always had.
“So, totally gorgeous human girlfriend,
what would you like to do first?”
“Well, amazingly handsome turtle
boyfriend, I would like to cuddle and finish our movies and then we could…” you
ran a hand down his plastron. He inhaled a sharp breath, a chill running up his
spine. “Transition into other activities~”
They ate in pleasant silence. The
only noise in the flat was the movie, and occasionally Rosie’s whines for some
of Sherlock’s food. She found her place back in his lap and decided to join
them in their movie-watching. The men laughed at her lip covered in drool from
the sight of their food, eventually, Sherlock gave in and let her have some of
the rice which he softened for her. Every other bite, John would put his fork
down and watch Sherlock. He looked on fondly as the man would sigh and give
Rosie more rice, when a particularly exciting scene happened in the movie and
Sherlock stopped moving to watch it, he was happy to see Sherlock happy and
content. He was excited at the fact that Sherlock was happy and content with him.
The lights were off and John couldn’t help but bask in Sherlock’s silhouette from
the TV light. How could a man be so beautiful and find someone like him worthy
of their time?
“The dragon is starting to grow
on me, John…John?” Sherlock turned to face him and John’s cheeks reddened at
being caught staring.
“Oh um…yeah, Smaug. He actually
reminds me of you.”
Sherlock smirked at John’s
reaction and replied, “Oh yes, because I too have a penchant for breathing
fire, and, as others so helpfully point out, my voice is quite deep.”
“Well, yeah, that stuff too but I
think, for me at least, it’s because you protect things so vehemently. You go
through all these lengths to protect things that are important to you, whether
it’s a person or thing.”
“If we’re drawing parallels then,
just like Smaug, I’m protecting just one thing with my life.”
John’s eyes met Sherlock’s and
they both stared at each other smiling, Rosie the only one firmly attentive
with the movie. John turned to the television and shoved another forkful of
food in his mouth. “Or, you know maybe it’s because you’re just a hotheaded hoarder.”
Sherlock snorted and took another
helping of his food. “Maybe, John.”
It was then that John realized
that he missed Sherlock so much. The house felt different without him, even
when Mary was still alive. There just wasn’t that banter that he was so
accustomed to with Sherlock. The thought left him smiling into his food for the
rest of the film. John took care of the food as Sherlock put Rosie to bed. She
had fallen asleep halfway into the marathon, but the two were so comfortable
laying on each other that they didn’t move until after the third movie. John
stood in the doorway of his daughter’s room and watched as Sherlock gently set
her down in her crib and rubbed her back when she stirred. Thankfully, she
stayed asleep and John could let the breath out that he was holding.
“Ready for bed, Mr. Holmes?”
“Just let me change and I’ll join
John perked up at the very real
and very exciting prospect of sleeping with Sherlock Holmes. He nodded and walked
into the room to prepare the bed. It had been so long since he’s slept with
another person in the bed, and the fact that it was Sherlock, his best friend,
best man, the…the man he loved, it made the man simply giddy. Was Sherlock just
as excited as he was? He hoped so. As soon as John was dressed and ready for
bed, Sherlock came in wearing his classic grey t-shirt and striped pants.
“So, this is where I’ll be until
further notice?” Sherlock was joking as he walked to his side of the bed and
lifted the covers.
“There’s always the sofa, if you
want to be picky.” John was just as playful with his response.
They settled in under the covers,
and John closed his eyes letting the warmth from his bedmate lull him to sleep.
It would have been the fastest he’s ever fallen asleep until he heard Sherlock’s
small voice whisper, “John?”
“Yes?” Their voices were made
gentle and soft by fatigue.
He could see Sherlock’s form sit
and he too propped himself up on his elbows to listen to what the man had to
After a long bout of silence, he
heard Sherlock say, “You called me great today.”
“I did.” John then thought back
to the context in which he said it and then immediately he felt like an ass,
maybe they weren’t back to that level of joking yet, he overstepped his
boundaries, he fucked up, he fucked up bad… “I’m not great, John.”
“Sherlock I’m sorry…”
“Let me finish.” Sherlock’s voice
sounded so painfully raw and John’s instinct was to sit up fully and place a
hand on his back. He would listen to whatever it was that Sherlock had to say, they
would stay up all night if that made him feel better.
“Yeah, of course, whatever you
“…You called me great today, and
I’m not, John. I’ve never been great. No one’s ever referred to me as such,
therefore I must not be. But I’ve never truly felt ‘great’ until I met you.”
John’s breath hitched in his
throat at that.
“From the day we met you never
once failed to call me every variation of the word ‘brilliant’ or ‘extraordinary’.
You’ve always made me feel like I belonged, like it was okay to be me, that I
am doing good…even when I have trouble believing it some days.”
John bit his cheek to prevent any
noise from escaping his body. Sherlock wasn’t finished.
“When I’m with you John, I think
I really am ‘The Great Sherlock Holmes’, and it makes me happy. But then I
realized…I wouldn’t be great if you weren’t amazing.”
John cupped a hand over his mouth
to let Sherlock finish. Even in the darkness of the night he could see Sherlock’s
smile, so warm, so bright, so wonderful. God, he was so pretty.
“So, let me say this now. John
Watson, I think you’re the most amazing, and bravest man that one could ever
hope to meet and how lucky I am to have met you.”
John didn’t respond. How could
he? What did he, a worn-down war vet, ever do to make a man like Sherlock
Holmes, find him worth his time? As if Sherlock knew what he was thinking, he simply
wrapped his arms around John’s small body and pressed a kiss to his forehead
when he heard John’s tiny whimper into his shirt.
“You don’t have to say anything
right now, I just wanted to tell you that before I scared myself into never
telling you, like so many other things I’ve been meaning to say but never have…”
They fell asleep like that,
embraced and inhaling the scent of the other. The last thing that John
remembered thinking was that he didn’t want Sherlock to leave.
Oh boy, this was 1k words guys! Hopefully you guys were satisfied with this chapter, it was a pleasure to write, and hopefully the next parts will be just as good!
Summary: Tony takes his daughter to watch Beauty and the Beast. Again. Relationship: Dad!Tony x Daughter!Reader Warnings: None.
“Little town, full of little people…” The little girl sang on the edge of her chair and poked Tony’s arm for the 100th time in the whole movie. “Waking up to say…”
Tony sighed. It was his 8th time in a month there. He was visiting the theatre so much that everyone knew his face and Y/N’s and gave him the Beauty and Beast tickets before he would even say the name of the movie.
‘Spend some time with your kid’, they said. ‘Take her to a movie’, they said.
“Bonjour.” He said with the man that opened his window, and repeated the greeting several times.
He already knew every single song of that Disney movie.
Y/N sang with Belle without shame, completely unaware of her father’s boredom. Belle was definitely and without a doubt her favourite princess.
“Song as old as rhyme.” Y/N sang to herself, her eyes wide as she watched the movie in front of her in the screen. “Beauty and the Beast…”
She leaned back down on her father’s shoulder and he sighed with an emotion she couldn’t describe.
“What?” The woman arched an eyebrow at him.
Y/N stared at him for a long moment and he rolled his eyes.
“Well, it’s just… We watched this movie 15 times when you were a kid.” He reminded her. “And you’re an adult now. It is just… Nostalgic.”
Y/N chuckled and kissed his cheek.
“Thanks for coming with me.” She whispered at him before looking back at the screen.
“It is our movie.” Tony reminded her. “I couldn’t say no to you.”
Summary: While at a convention Jensen is teasing his girlfriend Y/N about her Beauty and the Beast shirt. She tries to ignore it, but when he takes the teasing on stage during a panel, she gives him a choice; she’ll show everyone the video of him singing along to the songs, or he could sing with her on stage.
Characters: Jensen Ackles, Jared Padalecki, Ruth Connell, Mark Sheppard, Misha Collins, Richard Speight Jr., Rob Benedict.
Pairing: Single!Jensen x Reader
Warnings: None just fluff
Word Count: 2,764
A/N: This is no way shape or form hate toward Danneel or their family. This is solely fan fiction and nothing against them. I ship the hell out of Jensen and Danneel. This is not beta read, but I had to get this up today! Feedback is always welcomed and I hope you enjoy it!
“Come on Y/N,” Jensen shouted pounding on the bathroom door, “our panel with Jared starts in like twenty minutes.”
With a final glance at yourself in the mirror, you deemed yourself ready for the busy day. Opening the door you could see Jensen’s nose turn up as you stepped out of the restroom. You looked down at yourself cocking up an eyebrow. You didn’t see anything wrong with your outfit, so why was he looking at you as if were dressed in strange attire?
“You’re kidding me right? You’re not really going to go down and do a panel dressed in that.”
“Josh, you’ve asked me this about a hundred times. It’s starting to make me think that you’re the one that doesn’t want to have sex.” you sighed, looking up at him. Joshua blushed slightly, at least you thought you could see a blush. The room was only lit by candlelight, so it wasn’t too easy to see him. He had set this whole night up: candles, rose petals, champagne. Everything was perfect. He was going to lose his virginity to you tonight. Except he was hesitating.
“No, no, I do want this. I’m just…” he sighed, “I’m just nervous. I love you, and I’m sorry I can’t be dominant and sexy. I want to be, but shit, I really can’t do this.” He rolled off from on top of you and laid next to you. You sat up and eyed him. He was still dressed from the waist down, and you were still completely clothed. He looked so beautiful, and you wanted him to have an amazing first time. You wished that he wouldn’t get so stressed over it.
“Do you wanna stop and go watch a movie? We can try again another day when you’re more comfortable,” you suggested, placing a hand on his arm.
“I don’t wanna stop, I want to be with you. I’m comfortable being with you like this, I just…I’m worried that I’m not gonna give you a good time. It’s gonna be embarrassing if you don’t feel good too, y’know?” he groaned. You rolled over to straddle him, and it felt surprisingly innocent given the situation you were in. You poked his nose.
“Listen. You don’t have to worry about that. I’ll tell you if I need more or if I’m uncomfortable.” You ran your fingers down his bare chest, and you could almost feel his heartbeat quicken again. “How about I do the work for now?”
“Please?” he almost laughed. The tension in the room was dissipating. You were so in love with him, you didn’t need him to be any type of sexy or try and be dominant. You just wanted to love him with your whole self, and that’s what you were going to do.
You ground your hips down onto him to test the waters. It felt good to release some of the pent up energy you had, you were still pretty turned on from all the kissing and touching you had done up until this point. He seemed to feel the same, as his eyes lowered and his mouth fell open just a touch. He watched you pull your shirt off and toss it onto the floor. Your bra soon followed and you grabbed his hands, leading them to your breasts. He squeezed gently before moving to rub your nipples with his thumbs. It felt good, and you let out a sigh to let him know that. Tonight was going to move slowly, but that was okay.
It was another hour before you were both fully naked and ready to go. “Are you sure you want this?” you asked him, making sure before you took the final plunge.
“God, please just sit on my cock before I implode,” he groaned, his face flushed and sweaty. You smirked at how blunt he was being. You grabbed him and lined him up with your entrance before slowly sinking down on him. A long string of soft ‘ah’s came out of his mouth as he filled you up. You stilled when you were fully seated on him, enveloping his length completely, and you leaned down to kiss him gently.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, sweetheart,” you whispered against his lips.
Imagine Roman having a habit of ‘accidentally’ falling asleep on you.
“You find a movie, Ro’?” You called from the living room as you sat on the comfortable couch.
It was one of the few days both of you had off from WWE, and it was getting late so you two decided to spend some time together.
As you waited for your husband to join you on the couch, you pulled your favorite blanket around yourself.
The house you two lived in was so cold due to the harsh winter and where you were living.
“Yeah.” A few seconds later, you looked up as you heard Roman walking into the living room.
He was sporting a black tank top and gray sweats, while his long black hair fell past his shoulders. The tight shirt he wore hugged his body and drew your attention to his muscles. His hair was still damp as he just took a shower.
Roman took his seat right next to me after turning the lights off and setting up the movie. You were already nearly laid down so Roman easily got comfortable by situating himself next to you. As the movie was starting, you grew a little tired so you moved to fully lay down.
Since Roman wanted to be as close to you as possible, he shifted his body to lay his head on your stomach. His legs were intertwined with yours while his arms were hugged around your midsection. Roman sleepily grinned as he cuddled into you while watching the movie.
You smiled at how adorable your husband was before reaching down to play with his long hair.
You couldn’t care less if Roman’s weight was crushing you a little, you honestly loved it when he fell asleep on you.
“You comfortable, Ro’?” You threaded his soft hair through your fingers while using your other hand to stroking his back.
You remembered that playing with his hair nearly puts him to sleep so you continued playing with the soft tendrils.
“Mmm..” Roman sighed in content as he nuzzled into your stomach. He was struggling to keep his beautiful brown eyes open as he grew more tired. His eyes closed as you started rubbing his shoulders and
continued playing with his hair.
A few minutes later you felt Roman’s breath even out on your neck letting you know he was asleep. In those few minutes, Roman had shifted so his head was nestled in the crook of your neck and his arms were wrapped tightly around you.
As you looked down at him one last time, you felt your eyes growing heavy. The sound of the movie drowned into background noise as you found yourself falling asleep as well.
Second time out/back from seeing Beauty and the Beast **SPOILERS ABOUND**
(aka bear with me b/c this review is a week and a half late and I can actually comment on stuff I loved throughout it. It might end up being long af so I’m sorry in advance bc I talk about when everyone got cast too. This is probably filled with typos.)
PPS:I am the minority who loved it deeply, and don’t have nothing to complain about. Except a few words on the group of people who sat beside me tonight and would not shut up during Evermore and the transformation scene aka MY MOST FAVOURITE DISNEY KISS EVER)
So lets get down to it. I LOVED this movie the first time I saw it. As I have stated numerous times through tags. Ill be real here I was skeptical as hell about this being turned into a LA remake. But as the casting was announced my worries went away completely?
BECAUSE JESUS CHRIST WHAT A FABULOUS CAST! I don’t even know who to start with honestly? All of them ARE JUST SO GOOD???
We’ll just start with the most obvious choice (and the one who had the most flack after being cast)
And that is the absolute wonder and light of my life DAN FUCKING STEVENS
BECAUSE THIS GUY. OMG. ANYTHING HE DID IN THIS MOVIE JUST…BLEW. ME. THE. FUCK. AWAY??? And I’m just so grateful and forever indebted to him for bringing quite possibly the best reinterpretation of the Beast/Adam to life. Like honestly the Beast is my favourite character ever he has been since I was 5 and I just…NO AMOUNT OF WORDS COULD DESCRIBE IT. (actually I have TONS of words and i’ll get more into this later) but I’m moving on for now.
Emma Thompson I love Emma T so much I have since forever and she’s so charming and soft hearted as Mrs Potts. Say what you will about the accents used in this movie I loved that she was English….
And Luke Evans I knew about him prior to this and vaguely, through watching him in The Hobbit and that god awful movie version of the Three Musketeers (same can be said for Dan, b/c before I watched some of his other stuff I had only know him from Night at the Museum 3)
Luke brought such a great energy to this character and I loved how Gaston started out as an okay dude but slowly dissented into his villainy? The way he portrayed this was astounding b/c as soon as the script called for the change up he handled it with such ease? And wow I just love Gaston so much in this movie.
Josh Gad we gotta talk about FUCKING JOSH GAD I’m not getting into the knitty gritty of things since its not my place to comment on such but I LOVED HIM IN THIS ROLE SO MUCH MORE THAN I LOVED HIM IN FROZEN? He’s so hilarious. AND HIS LINES WERE A+++
He just brought so much classiness to LeFou and he just made him so likable? and the fact that HE FOUGHT TO KEEP IN THE SNOWMAN GAG FROM THE ORIGINAL VERSION. I honestly hope they give me all the deleted scenes from this movie.
FUCKING EWAN MCGREGOR AND SIR IAN MCKELLEN AS COGSWORTH AND LUMIERE I just WOW WHAT A GREAT ACTING COMBO (aka all ive ever wanted from the remains of my dull life.)
AND AUDRA MCDONALD AS GARDEROBE AND STANLEY ‘ACTUAL KING OF EVERYTHING HE IS IN’ TUCCI as a sassy piano THAT WAS LITERALLY CREATED FROM SCRATCH FOR HIM? (more on these two later as well because omg they are everything to me and stole my heart??)
AND KEVIN FUCKING KLINE omg I loved him so much in this movie just PERFECT honestly.
I’m trying to keep this short so I can move on to my next bunch of thoughts. And not just yap about the casting. (Bullet points listed below, bc I’m getting into the changes) And to begin:
THE SCENARY AND CGI IN THIS MOVIE WERE FUCKING ASTOUNDING? I DIED? IT WAS BEAUTIFUL, say what you want about what the beast looked like. Dan Stevens exhausted himself entirely for 2-3 months just to make the beast into a computer animated caricature. AND I LOVED THE ANIMATION ON THE CASTLE STAFF? I also really loved the backstories for everyone it just filled in so much that I found lacking in the original. Just everything that filled in all the plotholes were A++
THE PROLOGUE and it being narrated by the ENCHANTRESS.(Side note: I loved the technicalities and consequences with this new curse)
DAN STEVENS GRACING ME WITH HIS FAB TALENT AND NOT SAYING A THING DURING SAID PROLOGUE AND JUST LAUGHING EVILLY AND YET FLAWLESSLY GETTING THE POINT ACROSS THAT THE PRINCE BEFORE MEETING BELLE WAS AN ABSOLUTE PANSY ASS DICK? Also him in the black get up with the black swan make up?? a lookTM
THE CLOSE UPS OF GARDEROBE AND CADENZA AND THEIR LITTLE DOGGO FRU FRU BEFORE THE CASTLE IS CHANGED INTO OBJECTS?? THE FACT THAT FRU FRU IS THEIR DOG?
THAT WHOLE OPENING SEQUENCE IS INTENSE AS HELL
Omg when Gaston stepped on Belle’s cabbages THERE WERE LIKE 3-4 KIDS THAT GASPED. It made me smile omg.
When Maurice and Phillipe were heading out of town and in the woods heading to the castle. One child was like “aww look at the horsey” I mean…
WHEN MAURICE IS IN THE CASTLE AND MEETS CHIP everyone laughed like honestly I was blessed with actually being a a cinema room full of people that laughed and reacted to stuff b/c last week when I went there were crickets, some child mad an off hand comment later on in the movie when Beast invites Belle to dinner and he does the smileTM I kid you not I heard “look his tiny teeth” I love his tiny fangs so much hes just so awkwardly endearing altogether.
OKAY OKAY OKAY SO WHEN BELLE HEADS UP TO THE CASTLE TO FIND HER DADDO AND SHES AT THE CELL IM PRETTY SURE THEY PLAY THE SCORE TO EVERMORE? its like lowkey but I NOTICED IT AND IT WAS GLORIOUS.
all the songs in this movie and the additional lyrics woven into the film added 30 years to my life.
THE WHOLE “GASTON” NUMBER WAS FABULOUS AND EVERYTHING AND MORE ITS BETTER THAN THE ORIGINAL VERSION THAT WHOLE MOMENT WHEN THEY BREAK TO CLAP AND STOP ON THE TABLE AND THE FACT THAT THE SCORE FOR THAT BIT SOUNDS LIKE A CAVALRY CHARGE AND THE WHOLE “SAY IT AGAIN” BIT AFTER THE “I USE ANTLERS IN ALL OF MY DECORATING” LINE.
BUT LIKE THERE IS MORE BECAUSE OMG THEY GAVE COGSWORTH STUFF TO SING DURING “BE OUR GUEST” INSTEAD OF JUST “SOMETHING THERE”. LIKE THE ONLY OTHER TIME HE SINGS IS IN THE ORIGINAL DURING “HUMAN AGAIN” I love the flawless smooth transition from SIR IAN MCKELLEN belting out the COURSE BY COURSE bit of that verse and Ewan being like ONE BY ONE immediately after? honestly I always fist bump during that moment when I listen to the soundtrack. AND THE WHOLE NUMBER IN THE MOVIE IS JUST SOO GREAT. I love my crotchety old clock and dramatically extra candlestick. the best BROTP.
Ok, so the people I sat beside started laughing during little Adam’s part in Days In the Sun and omg I was off hand annoyed because it ruined my chance to start the water works even though I still cried.
BEAST TRASHING ON ROMEO AND JULIET WILL FOREVER BE ICONIC to me I LOVE WELL READ BEAST SO MUCH I’m tired of the ‘but I wish he would have stayed illiterate’ statements.
EVERYONE. AND WHEN I SAY EVERYONE I MEAN EVERYONE ERRUPTED INTO LAUGHTER WHEN BEAST HAULED THAT BIG ASS SNOWBALL AT BELLE’S HEAD.
ALSO any time Beast gave Belle his little smiles??? they were so pure and cute
So seeing this movie a second time the yellow dress discourse is quiet frankly ?? to me I loved it AND I LOVE THE FACT THAT DAN STEVENS MADE THE BEAST UTTERLY DISTRESSED OVER ASKING HER FOR A DANCE IN THE BALLROOM? (THAT WHOLE SEQUENCE IS SO FUCKING GORGEOUS)
LIKE…I JUST LOVE HOW MUCH LIFE AND PERSONALITY AND 3 DIMENSIONALISM HE GAVE HIM B/C I WILL BE TALKING ABOUT THIS PORTRAYAL UNTIL IM DEAD AND IN THE GROUND.
Which brings me to the make up scene everyone laughed and I almost could not stop laughing at the scene change.
Emma Thompson’s version of Beauty and the Beast is so wonderful. I love it.
THE FIRST TIME I HEARD EVERMORE IN THE MOVIE I WAS STUNNED INTO SILENCE AND JUST DAN STEVENS AGAIN GRACING ME WITH SUCH RAW EMOTION AND TALENT. SIGH I JUST LOVE THAT WHOLE SEQUENCE, I WOULD HAVE LOVED IT EVEN MORE HAD I BEEN REALLY INTO THE SECOND TIME SEEING IT BUT ALAS THE PERSON BESIDE ME WAS LAUGHING AND I WAS JUST LIKE… RUDE. HONESTLY THOUGH THE PAIR OF PIPES DAN STEVENS HAS HE HAS SUCH A BEAUTFUL RANGE AND WHEN HE SINGS ANGELS DESCEND FROM HEAVEN, AND JUST THIS WHOLE FUCKING SONG GAVE ME THE LAARGEST EARGASM THE FIRST TIME I HEARD IT. LIKE HONESTLY GOD BLESS ALAN MUSICAL GENIEUS KING MENKEN
Honestly everyone is at war against whether Josh or Dan’s version is better and I just prefer Dan’s version so much. I found Josh Groban’s version too slow even though he sings like an angel too.
tt.tt THE MOB SONG and the castle staff going up in arms was always my fave in the 90s version. And it did not disappoint.
Bullet points are done I am heading into paragraph summarizing my thoughts on the last 30-40 minutes. BECAUSE THIS SHIT WAS UNREAL, and HARROWINGLY DARK. AND I LOVED THESE CHANGES FROM THE ORIGINAL.
THE WHOLE CASTLE TURRET CHASE SCENE WAS SO FUCKING GOOD I HAD MULTIPLE HEAR TATTACKSTHE FACT THEY SWITCHED UP THE HUNTING KNIFE AND REPLACED IT WITH A PISTOL that moment when the Beast gets shot oh god.
Like when Belle comes back and sees the Beast and he literally SHOUTS OUT HER NAME I am crying?? and deceased?? and then he gets shot 2 more times honestly this was equally amazing and heartbreakingly brutal.
And let me tell the whole concept of the castle actually breaking apart as the petals fall, that is just such a neat spin and I love it.
So like I said I found the twist with the curse fascinating because in the original the only thing it focused largely on was the Beast, Mrs Potts, Plumette, Lumiere , Cogsworth and FruFru. I LOVE THAT THE MOVIE CEMENTED AND ROUNDED ALL OF THE CASTLE STAFF AND GAVE THEM A LARGER SPOLIGHT THAN IN THE ORIGINAL LIKE THE CASTLE STAFF MAKES UP HALF OF THE CAST/CHARACTERS FOR THIS MOVIE. For the past week and a half people have said why was the inanimate scene so long and drawn out? Because the castle staff are the greatest and the only family the Beast has besides Belle that’s why… the end. Also I ship the hell out of Cadenza & Garderobe, Plumette and Lumiere AND MR AND MRS POTTS OMG.
THE WHOLE INANIMATION SEQUENCE HAD MY ENTIRE SOUL IN SHREADS, IVE ??? NEVER?? CRIED??? SO MUCH IN MY LIFE??? LIKE LUMIERE HOLDING PLUMETTE IN HIS ARMS AND SETTING HER DOWN GENTLY AND MRS POTTS NOT BEING ABLE TO GET TO CHIP AND CHIP ALMOST FUCKING BREAKING BUT THE COATHANGER CATCHING HIM THE LAST SECOND AS HIS SAUCER BREAKS? CADENZA AND GADEROBE REUNITING AND HER TELLING HIM THAT HE IS BRAVE JUST BEFORE SHE FADES AWAY AND HIM BEGGING HER NOT TO LEAVE HIM?? I MEAN THAT IS THE TEXTBOOK DEFINIITION OF PURE AND UTTER DEVOTION RIGHT THERE FRIENDS.THE SADDEST THING ABOUT THEIR INANIMATION SCENE IS THE FACT THAT THEIR DOGGO FRU FRU BECOMES INANIMATE BETWEEN THEM. COGSWORTH AND LUMIERE SAYING GOODBYE. NEED I SAY MORE.
BUT THEN THE TRANSFORMATION SCENE HAPPENED AND I COULD NOT BREATHE I LOVEED HOW THEY FILMED THIS SCENE AND HOW EMMA AND DAN PLAYED THIS SCENE. NEVER IN MY LIFE WILL I LOVE ANYTHING AS MUCH AS I LOVE THIS SCENE.
Everyone is like “well why didn’t they say anything?”
I LOVED that HE DID NOT NEED TO SAY ‘BELLE, ITS ME?”
this iconic masterly filmed sequence only needed to be filmed with sheer BODY LANGUAGE, VISUAL EXPRESSIONS AND EMOTIONS COMING FROM BOTH DAN AND EMMA AND I JUST AM ASTOUNDED? EVERYTHING THEY FELT COULD BE SEEN BY THE AUDIENCE I FELT THAT SHIT DEEP IN MY SOUL AND IVE ANALYZED EVERYTHING LEADING UP TO THE KISS. FROM THEIR LOOKS OF DAZED WONDERMENT AFTER BEAST TURNS BACK INTO A HUMAN, AND HIS LITTLE HUFF OF RELIEF AFTER HE INTIALLY TURNS AROUND AND FACES EMMA, TO DAN’S HEAVY BREATHING, BELLE PLAYING WITH HIS HAIR AND HIM THREADING HIS FINGERS THROUGH HERS IN TURN? THE FACE TOUCH AS SHE IS LOOKING FOR ANY SIGN THAT THIS IS INFACT THAT GUY SHE LOVES?? (HONEST TO GOD THAT SHOT OF DAN HE IS ALREADY A BEAUTFUL GUY BUT HOLY HELL HE LOOKED SO GOOD IN THIS SCENE) THE CLOSE UP SHOT OF HIS EYES. HER RELIEVED LAUGH AND THE IMMENSE GENTLE CAUTION BETWEEN THEM JUST BEFORE THEY KISS AND THAT GIANT ASS INHALE DAN TAKES AS SOON AS THEY MAKE CONTACT ALSO MENTIONING THE FACT THAT ONCE THEY DO KISS HER HAND MOVES FROM HIS CHEST TO HIS WAIST.
THIS WHOLE SCENE IS LITERALLY THE LIVING EMBODIMENT OF THE PATRICK STEWART ACTING GIF
I LOVE THIS KISS SO MUCH HONESTLY ITS MY FAVOURITE DISNEY KISS.
The best was when they all became human again and reunited and were left with parting gifts from the curse. I laughed out loud when they showed Stanley Tucci with no teeth.
UGH AND THE LAST SCENE WITH CADENZA BEING SO FUCKING HAPPY AND SMILING AS THE WIFEY IS SINGING again.
EMMA AND AUDRA singing the final number omg the whole coronation dance scene was everything.
AND JUST THIS WHOLE MOVIE IS FABULOUS AND I NEEDED THE DVD TO BE RELEASED YESTERDAY.
BEAUTIFUL GIRL - (supergirl) kara danvers x f!reader
A Supergirl Soulmate AU in which soul-marks are situated on the
wrist and are the nickname of your soulmate. They appear at some point of a person’s
life. Kara, born on Krypton, is being belittled for
having a name written in another language on her wrist. After landing on Earth,
she struggles to get accustomed to Earth’s customs. One day, she meets you, who happens to be her soulmate. |[ 1,047 words ]|
WARNINGS: female x female, bullying, intimidation, light violence (Kara actually punches someone, so yeeah), insults
Y/N = your name
Y/L/N = your last name
Y/NN = your nickname
y/h/l = your hair length
y/h/c = your hair color
y/e/c = your eye color
I’m not quite sure if I
should do a sequel for this. Meh, tell me if you want one.
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The day was finished. Kara tried to make herself the
smallest possible as she walked down the hall of Krypton’s Academy of Science.
The young girl had a natural gift for science and had been easily admitted in
Unfortunately, there were some difficulties that arise
Kara was suddenly pushed against the wall as an
upperclassman was hovering over her. He was accompanied by two of his
subordinates and a group of girls.
Summary: The reader and Ethan are at an all time low with their relationship, constantly fighting, their relationship going nowhere. The reader has constant flashbacks of their happier memories, which always ends in a new argument but this time she’s had enough.
Ethan Dolan x Reader
A/N: I hope you guys enjoy this because I went to the extremes with this imagine. xx Also, the anon requested this song to kind of relate to Dead by Madison Beer so give that song a listen. xx
*BOLD TEXTS ARE TEXT MESSAGES*
I threw my head back against the couch, running my fingers through my hair. I looked around the small apartment, rolling my eyes at the amount of beer bottles on the table. I blinked away the tears that almost fell for probably the fiftieth time tonight, but I was slowly not caring anymore. I pushed myself up off the couch, slowly walking back towards my bedroom, my head hanging lower than ever.
I leaned against the doorway peering at the sleeping figure in the bed.
“I promise I’ll never drink, baby.” Ethan left a kiss on my forehead making me smile.
“Please don’t, it’s a terrible habit to break.” I murmured thinking back at my past memories.
I wiped away the tears that had fallen down my face. I walked towards Ethan picking up the few bottles by the bed. Tears started dropping on the floor making my vision blurry. I turned around and walked away, my body shaking from the sobs leaving my mouth.
“Quit Ethan!” I screamed, trying to pry his fingers off my side.
“No! You’re so adorable when you’re being tickled!”
I threw my head back in laughter, soon feeling Ethan kissing up my neck, placing his plump lips onto mine, making me smile.
“I love you.” He murmured, his eyes never leaving mine.
“I love you.”
I tossed the bottles into the trash can, going back into the living room to collect the rest of the empty bottles.
“I love you, y/n, I really do.” My eyes widened, my mouth slowly dropping.
“A-Are you serious?” I stammered.
“Of course. You’re the one for me, I know this for a fact.”
Ethan twirled the spaghetti onto his fork, shoving it into his mouth. We were on a date for our 1 year anniversary. I smiled as the boy continued to shove spaghetti into his mouth, not having one single worry in the world.
“I love you.” I whispered, earning a smile from him.
I leaned against the counter, my breathing getting out of control. I put my hand up to my mouth, muffling my sobs. I can’t believe our one year date was two years ago and now we’re here, arguing every night. I wiped my eyes, throwing the rest of the beer bottles away.
I walked back down the hallway heading back to the bedroom, dreading to see him. I peered in the doorway, Ethan was laying on his back with his phone in his hand. I rolled my eyes, walking past him to the bathroom.
“Where have you been?” I questioned grabbing his dirty clothes off of the ground.
“None of your fucking business, y/n.”
I just nodded my head not even wanting to argue with him, it was pointless.
“You obviously came to my place for a reason. You’re normally out doing stuff with Grayson.” I leaned against the wall crossing my arms.
He threw his phone down on the bed, sitting himself up slowly.
“It’s none of your business on what I do with Grayson. God you’re so fucking annoying.”
I shook my head and exited the room. Ethan always comes by when he’s lonely. He always packs beer in his car and brings it in when I give him what he only wants, sex.
There was a knock on my door bringing a smile to my face. I walked to the door, peeking through the peephole, automatically opening the door. Ethan was standing there with a dozen roses and chocolate in his hand.
“I knew you was having a bad day so I decided to get you this.”
“Why thank you.” I took the flowers and put them in a vase, inviting Ethan into the living room.
“How was your day?” I asked popping a chocolate into my mouth.
“It was pretty amazing. Grayson and I were able to have a little meet and greet with some fans down in Los Angeles.”
Ethan talked about his meet and greet for another thirty minutes but I didn’t care, it made me happy when he talked about his fans. Him and Grayson worked hard to get where they’re at.
I rubbed my forehead and looked at the clock; 5 o’clock in the morning. I let out a big sigh, staring out the window. I heard Ethan stomping through the house, probably trying to keep his balance. Another tear slid down my face making me shake my head. I hated being weak but that was my only choice anymore. I was so tired of trying with Ethan but I loved him too much to let him go.
“I’m going to head back home before Grayson wakes up.” I looked over an saw Ethan leaning against the island.
“Ok.” I whispered rubbing my face.
I heard him sigh, “I love you, y/n, I really do.”
All I could do was nod my head, I couldn’t say it back even though my heart was telling me to say it back but it was also slowly breaking. Ethan grabbed his keys and left slamming the door, but I couldn’t even flinch. I watched as he opened his car door, his eyes locking with mine through the window. I shook my head, walking away from the window.
I sat beside Ethan in his editing room at the warehouse. He always felt more comfortable and less stressed when I was there. I always rubbed his back and massage his scalp, feeling like my work paid off when I saw goosebumps rise on his skin.
“I love you, baby.” He mumbled, his eyes still fixed onto the screen.
“I love you.” I whispered leaving a kiss on his shoulder.
I twirled a strand of his hair between my fingers, watching him replay the same scene over and over. He was editing their extreme laughing challenge, he told me the whole video was amazing but I couldn’t pay attention so I could watch it Tuesday.
I let out a big sigh, falling back onto the couch. I miss him so much. I miss his laugh, I miss hearing that beautiful sound every time we watched a funny movie, or even when Grayson did completely stupid, or a fan made a funny edit of the twins, but now, I hardly hear it, only when I watch their new videos on Tuesday.
I turned on my tv, trying to drain out the silence echoing out through my apartment. I checked my phone, I had a text from Ethan but I truly didn’t feel like answering it but I know I had to.
Baby, please get some rest. Idk if i’ll come by tonight. I’ll text you if I do. Love you. xx
I tossed my phone back onto the couch, laying down on the couch, pulling a blanket on top of me. I cried out, not caring this time. I want Ethan back, I want him back so much and I know I won’t.
I felt my phone buzz against my leg making me groan.
“Hello.” I mumbled.
“Hey y/n! How’re you feeling?” My friend yelled through the phone.
“Dude, what’re you doing up so early?” I groaned.
“It’s nine in the morning.” I glanced at my phone, I guess I was too deep into my thoughts.
“Oh, um yeah, I’m feeling okay I guess.”
“Do you want to go get breakfast and talk about it?”
I sighed, “Sure.”
“I’ll be there in 10!” She hung up.
I threw the blanket off of me and trudged to my room, stripping from my clothes. I threw on a pair of ripped skinnies and a plain t-shirt. I quickly looked at my hair, scrunching my nose up at the mess. I rummaged through the pile of beanies that Ethan left at my house, choosing a plain black one, sighing at the smell of his cologne. I slipped on my high top vans, rolling the bottom of my jeans. I walked into the bathroom and quickly applied makeup.
I checked myself once more before heading out the door. I don’t ever want to go out anymore, I feel like a heavy burden is on my shoulders. This whole Ethan thing has been happening for a couple of months but it constantly gets worse.
I opened the passenger door sliding into the seat, automatically getting engulfed in a hug.
“I’ve missed you.” I mumbled into her shoulder.
“I’ve missed you.” She rubbed my back which was the most comforting thing I’ve had in awhile.
“Baby, coffee and pancakes doesn’t sound good together. Why don’t you get milk or oj?” I laughed as Ethan was shoving a forkful of pancakes into his mouth.
“Coffee has been my best friend since middle school.” I took a sip of my coffee, taking a bite of my pancake.
Every Friday morning, Ethan and I would go on breakfast dates, getting the same thing every time but Ethan always got new toppings or flavor of pancake each time. This time it was chocolate chip pancakes with chopped up strawberries and bananas as the topping.
I looked out the window, watching the views go by and my friend telling me all her work gossip. I knew once we got to the little diner that the whole time she will want me to talk about Ethan.
She parked outside the diner, the same diner Ethan and I use to come to. I blinked back the tears and got out, getting another hug. I kept my head down as y/f/n asked for our table. The hostess took us outside under a cute umbrella. I ordered my usual drink and y/f/n ordered oj which made me think of Ethan.
“So how is everything going with Ethan?” I let out a sigh.
Before she could answer, our waitress came out with our drinks, the same waitress every Friday morning.
“Oh hey, y/n! How’re you doing?” She was an older lady, probably in her sixties.
“I’m fine.” Hardly. “How’re you?”
“I’ve been very well. Where’s Ethan?”
“He’s with his brother.”
“I haven’t seen you two here lately, hope the tradition continues. I miss you too.”
She walked away leaving me there with tears in my eyes.
“Do you think he’s willing to work it out?”
I shook my head no. I know he was tired of me, I could literally feel his hatred towards me.
“Y/n, I can’t help you if you don’t talk to me about it.” She grabbed my hand, rubbing the back with her thumb.
“There’s nothing to talk about, y/f/n. He just doesn’t care anymore.”
The waitress came out with our food. Y/f/n kept trying to talk but all I wanted was to leave. I didn’t feel comfortable talking about it but I felt like I wanted to scream every single problem it was causing me.
We finished our food and left a nice tip because I genuinely loved that lady. Y/f/n didn’t speak to me on the way home, but I don’t blame her either. She dropped me off, giving me a quick hug and telling me she loved me but I felt like no one loved me.
I walked back to my bedroom, tossing my shoes into the closet, stripping out of my clothes. I started the shower and stepped in, the warm water sending goosebumps all over my body.
“Baby, we should take a shower together.” Ethan mumbled, tracing his fingers across my back.
“Really?” I laughed, earning a low chuckle from him.
“I’m being serious.”
I felt the bed shift then Ethan’s arms were wrapped around my stomach, removing me off the bed. He sat be down in the bathroom and ordered me to strip. I removed my clothes and fixed the water just right, turning around smiling at the view in front of me.
Ethan gave my ass a quick squeeze before getting in the shower. I rolled my eyes and followed him in, automatically drooling over his body dripping wet. Ethan pulled my body into his, leaving a kiss on my forehead.
“Let me wash your hair.” He yelled.
“Sure.” I turned around and felt him grab my ass once again. “Quit it!” I yelled slapping his stomach.
“Can’t help it.”
Ethan ran his fingers through my hair, massaging my scalp. It felt wonderful until he got fucking soap in my eye.
“Oh my god, Ethan! You got shampoo in my eye!” I shoved him out of the way and put my eye under the shower.
“Baby I didn’t mean too! I’m so sorry!”
I laughed, rubbing my face with one of our washcloths.
“It’s fine, just let me finish.”
I laughed, running my hand up and down my arm.
“In here!” I yelled back, my heart already dropping.
“I’ll be in the living room.”
“Obviously.” I mumbled washing the conditioner out of my hair.
I washed my body, finally feeling relaxed. I ran my face under the water once again before turning off the water. I stepped, wrapping my body in a towel, walking out into my room. I dried my body off and put on clothes, towel drying my hair right after.
I looked at myself in the mirror; bags under my eyes, my eyes were paler than ever and so was my skin. I even looked skinnier than normal.
I opened the door and walked into the living room, Ethan was sitting there with a beer in his hand.
“Why’re you drinking so early?” I mumbled.
“It’s fucking seven in the afternoon.” He grumbled taking a swig.
I looked at the clock and sure enough it was. I walked over and sat down beside him. I glanced down at his hands, wishing they were laced with mine.
“I wasn’t going to come over but I missed you.” He mumbled looking over at me.
“You don’t miss me.” I mumbled shaking my head.
“What do you mean?”
I just shook my head and got off the couch heading towards the kitchen.
“Don’t walk away from me when I’m talking to you!”
Ethan pulled my wrist, turning me around, coming face to face with him.
“What’s your fucking problem?!” I yelled jerking my hand away.
“You can’t tell me how I feel! You never ask anyways!”
“Oh, I never ask?! All I do is sit at home and wait for you to text me about your fucking day but you come to my house and trash it with your fucking beer bottles!”
Ethan’s jaws clenched, his knuckles getting whiter the more tighter he gripped onto the bottle.
“That’s not true.” He growled.
“Yes it is! The only reason you even come here is because Grayson doesn’t like you drinking! You don’t fucking care for me anymore!” I was choking on my sobs but somehow I got that out.
“That’s not fucking true!” Ethan slung the bottle smashing it against the wall.
“Get the fuck out of my house!” I screamed pushing him.
“No, y/n! I can’t live without you! I don’t just come here because I can drink! I still fucking love you even after all our rough times! You’re still my girl!” Ethan stepped closer but I quickly pushed him back, trying to blink away the tears.
“You say you can’t live without me but how’re you still breathing? Why aren’t you dead yet? You gave up on me four months ago Ethan! Four months ago! I’ve been getting no sleep hoping one day you would apologize but four months is too long. Please, please get out of my house.” I looked down, the smashed beer bottle becoming more interesting than the drunk in front of me.
“No y/n! We’re going to talk about this!”
“What is there to talk about Ethan? You only come here when you’re lonely. You haven’t even been completely sober around me in months and I’ve missed the old Ethan. The Ethan before he started drinking, the Ethan who loved me unconditionally and actually took the time to make sure I was alright but now it’s me, making sure you’re not dead from drinking too much fucking alcohol! I’m so tired of taking care of you and having this heavy burden on my shoulders thinking you’re busy being with another girl and i’m at home waiting for maybe a sober call. Just get the hell out of my life, Ethan!”
I looked up, making eye contact with him.
“You don’t mean any of that.” He whispered.
“I do.” Tears were falling down both our faces.
“Do you not even wanna work it out?”
“What is there to work out Ethan? I’ve tried for four months. I’m completely drained, I can’t fight no more.”
Ethan rubbed his face, muttering cuss words. He started pacing back an forth, which was something he did when he was upset.
“Please y/n please! I can’t live without you!” He grabbed my face, smashing his lips against mine but I had no power to kiss back. “No, no, no, please y/n!” His tears were dropping onto my cheeks.
“I’m sorry, Ethan.” I pushed his hands off my face.
He backed up, grabbing his car keys from the table and left without saying goodbye.
This imagine is loosely based off a chapter from the book Attachments by Rainbow Rowell (I’d recommend anything by @rainbowrowell!!), and the song Liability by Lorde. Enjoy! :)
Birds sang outside the window. Watching them, I felt envy at how oblivious they were to everyday problems; they didn’t have to fret about money or jobs, or if your boyfriend was thinking of breaking up with you.
“I think Jason’s going to break up with me,” I said softly, already the lump was forming at the back of my throat. Maybe it was the mere thought of not waking up next to Jason’s body, or it could be the fact that Justin’s eyes were burning with pity, aiming their fire directly at me.
“How do you know? [Y/N], I’m sure that’s not the case,” Justin replied with the same amount of softness in his voice, it was enough to send me to sleep. “You know I’m not too keen on him but I can see he loves you.”
“Does he? We hardly see each other anymore, if we did break up I probably wouldn’t even notice.” I stirred my milkshake with the straw, watching the tiny bubbles dance together, and collide whenever one of them missed a step.
“Are you happy?” Justin asked, taking my hand and making me look up at him. “If you’re not happy, maybe this is what you need, it could be good for you.”
“I love him. He’s the person I always dreamed of being with, he’s those butterflies that you hear about when you’re young, the ones you stop believing in when you get your first high school boyfriend and you can’t seem to feel anything but how rough and uncomfortably hot their hand is around yours. He’s the butterflies and the sparks, and the sun and the moon all thrown together in one big mush, I don’t wanna lose that,” I sniffed, making me realise that tears are falling from my chin and onto the dance floor in my milkshake.
Justin nodded. “You need to talk to Jason. You shouldn’t let yourself go getting upset about something that may or may not be real, and as your best friend, I can’t sit here and watch you literally drink your own tears.” He grimaced.
I sniffed again. “You’re right, I should talk to him. I’ll go now, I mean, if that’s okay?”
“Don’t worry about me, I’m about to drink two milkshakes, I’ll be more than fine.” I threw my jacket on while watching Justin pull my milkshake next to his half-empty glass. I gave him a hug around his neck - it was warm in a pleasing way - and pecked the side of his head. “I’ll call you later, if I’m crying, you’ll know to bring the full fat ice cream,” I joked with a hint of seriousness.
The drive home caused my heart to come alive in my chest and I was sure it had never experienced so much panic before which seemed to cause the panic levels to rise, making me panic more, and so on. I attempted to calm myself down by turning up the volume of the radio, a slow song was playing and I let myself get lost so I didn’t have to think about where I was headed.
The moment was perfect, but it had to end. And it did. Before I could comprehend anything I was shutting off the car’s engine and climbing out, setting a foot on the hard concrete and feeling it vibrate through my body. My legs shook as I moved up the driveway.
I knew Jason was home because my car now sat perfectly next to his own. I didn’t look back as I let myself in. “Jason?”
“I’m up here!” he called from upstairs. I followed his voice.
Walking into our bedroom, I saw Jason sat at the small desk in the far left corner of the room, his body hunched over something that I couldn’t see, and something I wasn’t bothered about in the slightest in that moment.
“Mhm? What’s up?” he muttered.
“Can we talk?”
There was a pause before he swivelled around in the chair so that he faced me, giving me his full attention. All of a sudden my racing heart returned from its small vacation.
“What d’you wanna talk about?” he asked after I hadn’t shown any signs in continuing the conversation.
“I, uh, I wanna ask you something,” I gulped and sat down on the edge of the bed, not daring to get comfortable just yet.
“What do you see in our future?” I picked at my fingernails helplessly.
“Why’d you ask?”
The fact that he answered my question with a question set my veins on fire.
“I see us. Together. As we are now,” he said.
“Really? You think we’ll still be together in the future?” I asked, trying not to let multiple questions fall out of my mouth all at once.
“Of course, why would we not be?” he frowned.
“I don’t know, maybe because one of us didn’t want to be?” I chanced a glance at Jason and saw him already looking at me. I could almost see the machinery working in his head.
“..What are you talking about?”
“Be honest with me, be truthful, because lies are ugly, especially coming from someone so beautiful,” I said, and immediately regretted my words, sounding like someone out of a movie. “Something has changed between us, don’t tell me you can’t see it.”
Jason sighed, and I knew I wasn’t going to like what was to follow. My breath hitched in my throat.
“I don’t know what it is,” he said. “Things were great, things were perfect-“
“I know, I was there,” I muttered.
“I don’t think this is working anymore,” his voice rasped, and my Jason had never felt so far away. “We need space.”
“So long story short, you’re breaking up with me? I was right?” I stood up to allow the sadness and the anger and confusion to circuit through the rest of my body instead of getting trapped in my hands, making me want to punch something. “No, I just think we need some time apart,” he said too calmly. I was angry at him for always looking so at peace, even then, while my world was falling apart. I scoffed.
“C’mon Jason, we all know that means the end. I get it. Stop bullshitting,” I spat, wetness warming my cheeks.
“I love you,” he whispered.
“No,” I laughed, unable to stop shaking my head, “you don’t, you don’t because if you did, you wouldn’t be doing this. You’d stay and love me like I want you to. You can’t love me and still want to leave!”
“[Y/N], I think you need to calm down,” Jason looked at me with so much pity in his eyes that I felt two feet tall.
“What is it? Why don’t you want me?” I whispered, backing against the wall. Jason didn’t make any effort to move from his chair. I don’t think he moved since he turned to look at me.
He sighed, closing his eyes. He looked beautiful and I hated him. “You can be too much, [Y/N]. At the beginning it was cute and it was everything I loved you for. But it’s changed now, I’ve changed. I need time to myself, to think, I can’t have that with you.”
Every word that left his lips - lips that once gave me so much love and attention - shattered my heart just a little bit more.
Jason once took me all the way to Paris to kiss me at the top of the Eiffel Tower. We got lost on the way back to the hotel so we booked a room in the most run-down place in the middle of the city, and he kept me warm and touched me all through the night, not wanting to stop in case it brought us back to reality. All of that seemed so far away. Where had Jason gone?
“I’m too much?”
“For me, yeah. I love you [Y/N], I really do, but I just don’t think this is what I want anymore. I need someone who gives me space when I need it, who lets me invest time into other things. I can’t always be here to take care of you.”
“I don’t need taking care of, Jason, I’m a grown woman,” I muttered. “I want you to leave.”
“Okay,” Jason said. “I’ll be out by the end of the week-“
“No,” I said. “I want you out now. Go on.”
“[Y/N], you can’t just-“
“I can do whatever the fuck I want to, you’re leaving, remember? Get out, I don’t want to be around you right now.” I pulled my jacket around my body, watching the floor as Jason stood up. “Justin was right about you,” I whispered.
“Was he now?” Jason spat. “What did he say? Could you hear him properly while you were on your knees?”
My mouth dropped and a fresh batch of tears filled my eyes. I started to suffocate on the silence that followed his words. It might have a hurt a little less if Jason showed some sign of remorse, but the same glare stayed etched on his face.
“I’m surprised you’re not begging me to break up with you, so you can fuck him without the guilt of doing it behind my back.” Jason grabbed his jacket and I knew this was the last time I’d ever see him again, my heart was burning.
“You know that never happened,” I whispered.
“Do I?” he asked. “It seems like a pretty good explanation to me.”
“Stop it! Stop trying to turn this around me! You’re the one that’s breaking my heart, this is not my fault,” I shouted, but he didn’t flinch. “For the last time, get out.”
Jason didn’t look back as he hurtled out of our bedroom (my bedroom?) and down the stairs. I awaited the slam of the door and only a fews seconds later, it rang through the house. I flinched.
I didn’t think of what I was doing as I called a taxi, not trusting myself to get in my car and drive, and laid on the floor until I heard it pull up outside my house. The twenty minutes of waiting were the most lonely; I thought the silence would comfort me, but it turns out all it wanted to do was taunt me.
I cried in the taxi. Not for Jason, but for myself and for the breaking of my heart. I replayed the best moments with Jason through my mind like a tape, and cried both because of the memories and because the tape was over. All I could do now was rewatch it.
Thanking the driver, I handed him all the money in my pocket and climbed out of the taxi. I heard him drive off as I dragged myself up the driveway and slammed my knuckles on the wooden surface, enjoying the pain that greeted them.
I realised that I wasn’t even sure if he was home, but Justin answered almost instantly and for that, I was thankful. The warmth of his house wrapped around me, so did his arms.
“It’s over,” I sobbed into his chest while his hands rubbed my back. It almost felt like Jason. “It doesn’t seem real.”
“Come on, get inside,” he said softly while closing the door behind us. Justin held onto me as we walked through his house and up the stairs.
Justin’s bed was bigger and softer than my own; I happily fell into the sheets and pulled them up to my chin. It somehow made me feel a tiny bit better, like a minute segment of my heart believed things wouldn’t be so bad.
“Do you want to talk about it, or is it too soon?” Justin asked as he climbed beside me, the space next to me sunk and I fell closer to him. Turning to face him, I adored the familiarity he brought, I didn’t want to stop looking at him.
“Am I too much?”
Justin frowned. “What do you mean?”
“Jason, he said that I’m too much for him, he said he needs space.”
He didn’t speak for a while, giving me the fear that he agreed with Jason, but the gentle in his eyes made me think otherwise. “You deserve someone who loves all of you all the time. Your love and energy should be spent on someone appreciates how much you are. It’s never too much.” His finger was tracing my cheek, sending a warm, fuzzy feeling along my skin.
I didn’t know what to say, but I knew what to do, and I did it. In a matter of seconds my lips were pressed against Justin’s and I was kissing him, and he was kissing me. Our breathing got faster by the second. I could feel Justin’s body moving closer with hunger. Letting my fingers, move through his hair, I heard him moan softly.
We pulled away for air and looked at each other, panting softly. Justin was the first to laugh, making me follow lead. We shook our heads slowly, like we were both thinking the same thing. I dropped my head onto his chest and for the first time since I watched Jason walk out forever, the silence wasn’t so haunting.
AO3 Summary: Viktor Nikiforov, sex symbol, Capitol Playboy, the broken victor of the 63rd Annual Hunger Games, meets one Yuuri Katsuki. This male tribute from District 4 lacks even the slightest hope of winning yet Viktor is willing to do anything to bring him home. Thing is, to escape the arena 23 other children must die - not to mention that even if you escape the arena, do you ever escape the Games?
My comments: You don’t need to have read The Hunger Games to appreciate this fanfiction because it explains everything you need to know. It is the best Hunger Games AU I have read for any fandom ever, and I don’t put that lightly. The writing on this fic is particularly incredible, consistently in character throughout and intense enough to get my heart beating. It updates regularly and has way less hits than it deserves. (Is it obvious that this is one of my favourite YOI fics ever yet)
AO3 Summary: Yuuri is determined to get to the bottom of why Victor keeps flirting with him. This leads to a conversation. With alcohol.
Canon-divergent AU exploring what might have happened had Yuuri and Victor actually communicated far earlier. A series of conversations and smut as their relationship develops.
My comments: This fic explores a concept I personally haven’t really seen done that much, and handles it really well! It’s a really good re-imagining of the series and I’m always really happy when I get the update notifications for it.
AO3 Summary: So this is being engaged to a fellow skater: it’s trying to figure out whose sweats are whose, writing competition dates on the calendar in different colored pens, late-night arguments over sequins versus feathers, running out of the really good foot plasters after the shops have closed for the night.
The skating season continues (as skating seasons are wont to do), while Victor and Yuuri negotiate the shifts in their relationship, their careers, and their home rink.
Sometimes, things even go as planned.
My comments: Oh my god this is the perfect continuation of Yuri On Ice. I really love this one because it feels pretty realistic to me, not everything is perfect butterflies and rainbows, and the real challenges Viktor and Yuuri explore within this are interesting and well done, and true to character.
AO3 Summary: Eros. Yuuri understands it in theory, of course. He’s seen what must be hundreds of movies about the very topic, but never really understood them. Never understood why the protagonists of these films make such fools of themselves for sex, or why they fall head over heels in love with the first pretty face they see. He nods and smiles and sighs along with the rest of them… but he’s never related to those characters’ struggles. Not even a little.
What is wrong with him?
A character study of Japan’s ace, Katsuki Yuuri.
My comments: So an ace!Yuuri fic wouldn’t ordinarily be my kind of thing but this story handles the subject with such beauty and care, and also feels very in character. It’s quite short but a heartwarming and good read.
See You Next
By rougeandtonic (sorry no idea if they have a tumblr)
AO3 Summary: Yuuri realizes that he’ll sabotage Victor’s career if he asks him to coach and compete at the same time. This leads to a standoff of ultimatums over who will skate and who won’t.
A standoff that ends with Victor in St Petersburg and Yuuri half a world away.
In which Yuuri needs to learn to listen and Victor needs to learn to speak.
My comments: I wouldn’t usually read a break up fic but this is just done so well! It’s hard to explain really but the way the author shows the texts and all sorts of things like that that happen make it really compelling and heartbreaking in the best way. Though is one is angsty, it’s a really, really great story. It’s kind of like ‘worst case scenario’ realistic.
Summary: You and Luke are roommates, and perhaps you’re the proof that opposites actually do attract.
A/N: This is pure fluff, and don’t we all love the roommates-become-lovers-cliché? xx
You couldn’t quite
remember how you and Luke ended up together as roommates. The university had
made some sort of mistake but since there weren’t any other rooms left, you and
Luke had to make it work until another room got available. And even though you
got the chance to get a female roommate after a girl dropped out two months
into the semester, you didn’t. ‘Cause you had grown to be fond of the strange
guy with the beautiful baby blue eyes. He was the exact opposite of you –
outgoing, spontaneous and wild. You were more like the stay-in-and-reed-a-book
type of person, but you and Luke made it work, and both of you were happy with
Xiumin He hit the off button on his alarm clock and rolled over in bed to face you. You looked so peaceful, hair falling on your pillow in soft waves, soft gentle breaths tumbling from your parted lips…God you were gorgeous…He smiled to himself and kissed your forehead, causing your eyes to flutter open, “Good morning beautiful…”
Luhan The two of you had decided to have a movie marathon, but you both failed after the fourth movie when you both passed out in each other’s arms on the couch. It was the soft bright morning light that drifted in through the curtains that awoke Luhan. He sighed rubbing his eyes, and looked down to see you curled into him, your head over his heart. He smiled and kissed you, casing you to stir “Good morning gorgeous.”
Kris He had just gotten home from a long day of shooting for a new movie, and he was more than ready to crawl in bed with you. However when he found you passed out on the couch, he couldn’t help but smile and let out laugh…he told you not to wait up for him. He set down his bag and strode over to you, and picked you up bridal style and kissed your cheek, you stirred in his arms and blinked up at him sleepily, “I told you not to wait up for me…lets go to bed.”
Suho It was a lazy morning for you both, he was in the kitchen making breakfast, and you were still asleep. He sighed blissfully as he finished off his coffee, and he grabbed the plate of food he had made for you, heading to your shared bedroom. He placed the plate down on your bedside table before kneeling down beside your sleeping form, brushing a stray hair away from your face as he placed a kiss upon your forehead and nose. Your eyes opened and you sighed rubbing sleep from your eyes. “Good morning Princess, I made you breakfast.”
Lay The early morning light drifted in through the curtains in your shared bedroom, Yixing blinked at the sight of the bright light, rubbing sleep from his eyes before rolling over in bed, wrapping you in his arms and pulling you closer, kissing you, causing you to giggle softly.
Baekhyun He knew that you had been having a long and stressful week at work this week, but he didn’t realize how much it was affecting you until he found you slumped over your laptop, asleep on the kitchen table at 2:30 in the morning. He would approach you and kiss your cheek and then your temple before gently shaking you awake, “Come on lets get you to bed, you’ve done enough for one day.”
Chen He was finally home after a week of promotions away from home, and he was exhausted. It was 3:30 in the morning and he had texted you hours ago to not wait for him because his flight had gotten delayed twice. And yet, there you were on the couch, head propped up on your hand, as some show softly played on the television. He shook his head, and brought you into his arms kissing your forehead and nose, “Jagi, I told you not to wait for me…”
Chanyeol He knew that you were under a lot of stress as you were finishing up your second to last year of college. You had several papers you had to write as well as studying for your final exams. So when he found you passed out at your desk on top of your textbooks, he wasn’t surprised. He laughed lightly and shook his head, and brushed your hair away from your face, before placing a gentle kiss on your temple, “I think that’s enough for one night jagi, lets go to bed.”
D.O He sipped his coffee as he waited for the elevator to reach your floor, once it did, he stepped out and walked down the hall to your shared apartment. He unlocked the door, carefully trying not to spill anything. He closed the door and headed to your bedroom where you still were asleep in bed. He set down the brown paper bag and the other cup of coffee he had been carrying on your bedside table, before brushing stray hairs out of your eyes and kissing your forehead, causing you to wake up. “Good morning Princess, I brought you coffee and a croissant from your favorite bakery down the street.”
Tao He had come back from tour, and found your shared apartment to be silent and dark…you must be asleep huh? He dropped his suitcase by the door, deciding to deal with it later, and made his way to your bedroom. There you lay in bed, peaceful, and sound asleep. He smiled and crawled into bed next to you, wrapping you up in his arms trailing kisses from your temple down to your neck. He heard a low giggle come from you followed by, “You’re home..”
Kai The two of you were watching a marathon of a new show that had just finished with its series finale, but you passed out in the middle of the season three finale. Jongin waited for the episode to end before turning the television off and smiling at your sleeping form on his lap. He kissed your lips gently, which caused you to wake from your slumber, “Come on y/n, lets go to bed…it’s really late.”
Sehun He knew you had a lot on your plate this week with your college final exams, and working a double shift multiple days this week at the coffee shop you worked at. So when he walked into your shared apartment and found you passed out on the couch still clad in your coffee shop apron, with a textbook lying open on your chest, he couldn’t help but shake his head at how hard you were working yourself. He closed the book and set it down and picked you up kissing your forehead before silently carrying you to bed.