someone you love

all-other-blog-names-were-taken asked:

I know you asked for prompts the other day and that you also have a bit of writers block but I would love some fluffy beadick fic (is it AU if ben says screw the rules and sneaks bea into the flat after curfew to spend the night? Because I could really use some not canon, secret rule-breaking, beadick fic. getting caught is optional). I know it's vague so do what you like with it! By the way, I love how you write ben and bea! thank you!!

Aww, thank YOU! I’m so glad you like my Team B fics, and it was my pleasure to write this one just for you. Thank you so so much for this prompt, I honestly had a ball with it. Sneaking-around!Beadick is the Beadick we deserved, honestly, even if logistics kind of prohibit it in canon. But we always have AU fanfiction to fill in the blanks! The following is AU, though almost entirely canon-compliant in all ways except for the shenanigans ;) Well, that, and early-in-LLL Beadick being a little more self-aware and open about their issues. If only, right? It does have lots of kissing, the most intense such scene that I’ve actually ever written, so please be nice to me about it if you read, I’m a little nervous. Nothing more than kissing, though, in case you were worried. Anyway, have some fluff and rule-breaking courtesy of Team Blessed! The post on AO3 is linked and can be opened by clicking the title. Enjoy!


           One afternoon, they’re sitting in the kitchen of the flat, chairs pushed close together at the small table. Beatrice is playing an app game on her phone while Ben works through his homework, occasionally stopping to read interesting passages of Marlowe out loud to her. Every once in a while, they accidentally (on purpose) brush hands.

It’s nice to just spend time together, doing their own respective things in silence without any rule-related pressure or suspicion on their shoulders. They have the flat to themselves, so they have their privacy.

That is, until Freddie gets home.

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This video makes me so proud.

Kim Taehyung (V) has such an astounding voice. And he sang the whole thing in English. That would be like me singing one of their Korean songs. I can’t. Yet, he slayed this song. 

It seems like every time I show an interest in someone, they don’t reciprocate it. But when I stop showing it, their feelings becomes louder? Like what is up with that? Am I not suppose to show someone I like them even when I do? Am I suppose to ignore someone who makes me happy in hopes of making them want more of me ultimately?
—  Why is playing hard to get with someone you want a thing now?
People always think that happiness is a faraway thing, something complicated and hard to get. Yet, what little things can make it up, a place of shelter when it rains–a cup of strong, hot coffee when you’re blue; for a man, a cigarette for contentment; a book to read when you’re alone–just to be with someone you love. Those things make happiness.
—  Betty Smith, A Tree Grows in Brooklyn