“When was the first time you realized you loved me?” Your actions froze as the unexpected question slipped past Harry’s lips before you were turning to glance at your boyfriend.
“Where’s this coming from?” You snorted lightly, shaking off the initial surprise and continuing to chop up the vegetables you were using to make stir-fry. The knife bit into the carrot, your brows knitting together in concentration as you thought about the question while trying not to slice your fingers open.
To be completely honest, you had never really been an affectionate person. You hated being hugged, you hated being touched, you hated seeing couples get all gross and cuddly with each other in public - Which was one of the reasons why everyone was confused about why you and Harry ended up together. If there was an award for being the most affectionate, Harry would definitely win it. Now, just because you weren’t an affectionate person didn’t mean you weren’t friendly! You were charming and extremely witty the first time Harry met you, and he found it endearing whenever you’d crack a joke or make a sarcastic comment about something.
“I was jus’ wondering. I told you about when I first realized I loved you, so it’s only fair that you tell me your version!” Harry shrugged, setting his phone down and adjusting his seat slightly as he watched your back.
The first time Harry realized he loved you, the two of you were watching a nature documentary on whales. He hadn’t really been paying attention to the film, his eyes flicking over to you every once in a while just because he loved looking at you. He loved the way your brows stitched together when you were focusing on the screen, he loved the way your nose twitched which resulted in you looking like a little bunny… But the thing that really made his heart melt was when you quietly mimicked the sound of a whale’s call to yourself, bursting into giggles after doing so. Absolutely adorable.
The first ‘I love you’ came from Harry, obviously. It was an early Sunday morning, the two busy making breakfast in the kitchen. Well, it was more like Harry was sitting by the counter and you were busy with the waffle maker. (You liked taking control in the kitchen so Harry really didn’t have a choice.)
“Can you put some-”
“Bananas and a dollop of whipped cream on the side?” You cut Harry off, turning to set his plate of waffles down on the counter before your lips tugged up in a small smile. “Just the way you like them.”
“I love you.” Harry hadn’t even realized he said it until he saw the smile drop from your face, your eyes widening in surprise. Your lips parted as if you were about to say something before you turned back swiftly to see if your waffles were ready yet. The silence he received in return pretty much confirmed the fact that you didn’t feel as strongly as he did about you, his heart dropping to his stomach as he quickly dug into the waffles while keeping his head down. Fuck, he was humiliated. He’d never felt so upset in his entire life, and he even began scolding himself in his mind when he felt his eyes well up with hot tears. And then he heard you speak.
“I, um, I really, really like you.” It wasn’t an ‘I love you’, but he’d take it.
Now, the first time you said ‘I love you’ was a surprise to Harry. He knew it took time for you to get used to someone, he knew how awkward you got with lovey-dovey business, so when those three little words slipped out of your mouth… He felt like he was dreaming.
“I guess that’s fair. The first time I realized I loved you… Hm.” You paused, wiping your hands on your apron. You kind of already knew that you loved him from the start… It just took a while for you to wrap your head around the thought of ‘I love you’ rolling off your tongue.
“Fuck, I didn’t even realize I was running so late!” Harry hissed, stumbling over the rug as he attempted to put a shoe on with one hand. He had a super important meeting regarding the embryonic stages of his debut album, and he was already ten minutes late.
“I know, I’m sorry I didn’t check the time!” You winced, reaching up to scratch the back of your neck. You were in such a comfortable position with Harry, and a part of you wanted to stay cuddled up together. Just knowing that you got to wake up to seeing his face, to hear his voice, to feel his touch made your heart flutter. (A very odd feeling. You had never felt that way before and WebMD told you that you were in the beginning stage of having a heart attack, which wasn’t very reassuring.) Also, you had kind of forgotten his meeting was today. But he didn’t need to know that. “I promise I’ll make it up to you!”
“It’s alright, love. It’s not your fault, you’ve got nothing to apologize for. I’m the one who wanted a quick snuggle before work.” Harry wheezed, out of breath from just slipping into his boots and his coat. He opened the front door, ready to leave before he realized he didn’t even have his car keys. “Where are my-”
“Here!” The car keys jingled slightly as you handed them over to Harry, Harry thanking you before leaning in and planting a kiss on your cheek.
“Promise I’ll be home in a couple hours!” Harry puffed out, beginning to trot down the front steps as quickly as possible.
“Okay, I love you.”
“Yeah, I lo-” Harry immediately paused in place before whipping around to look at you. Was he dreaming? Maybe he was hallucinating or something. That protein shake he had earlier did taste a little funky. “You- You what?” And that’s when you began malfunctioning.
“What? I didn’t- I didn’t say anything.” You cleared your throat, feeling heat rise to your cheeks and your heart beginning to pound. Oh, god. Why would you say it now? He was in a rush and now was the time you decided it’d be a good idea to hit Harry with an ‘I love you’?? “I mean, I don’t know- I didn’t, uh, I said I’ll see you later! Yeah, that’s what I said.”
“Say it again,” Harry demanded quietly, already making his way back up to you, a smile beginning to grow on his face.
“I didn’t-” You hid your face in the crook of Harry’s neck as he pulled you into a tight squeeze. This was humiliating. You were never going to say that again!
“Y/N, say it again.” He breathed out, pulling you away from him gently before reaching up to cup your cheek. “I need t’ make sure I’m not crazy.”
“I… I love… I love you.”
“Kind of went off in the ‘first time I said I love you’ direction but it’s sort of the same thing. But, yeah. I knew I loved you from the moment we met, as cheesy as that sounds.” You shrugged, already feeling gross and icky from the amount of affection that was floating around in the air.
“Really?” Harry smiled fondly, a soft smile gracing his features. You nodded before turning back to continue with the carrot that had barely been chopped up. “Can you say it?”
“You know what I mean, silly.” Harry couldn’t help but giggle as you muttered a sheepish ‘I love you’ under your breath.
“Anyways, that’s the only time you’ll hear this story, so- Ah!” You shrieked in surprise when you were suddenly swept off your feet, letting out an ‘oof’ as Harry tossed you over his shoulder with a laugh. “What the hell do you think you’re doing??” You snorted, yelping as Harry delivered a smack to your bum.
“Can’t a man give his girlfriend a little loving before dinner?”
loves giving you all of the love and affection no matter who is around. he is not shy about pda at all
Want a kiss? The boys are gagging because he’s already given you 30. Want a hug? You haven’t left his arms since you walked in so you don’t even have the chance to want one.
Watching a movie with the boys? You aren’t even facing the TV, you’re straddling Hoseok’s lap with your head buried in his neck. You both are sleeping.
No one is mad about it tho. The never-ending affection may be disgusting but it is also Adorable
When I imagine Hoseok’s girlfriend, I always imagine someone who is really cuddly and affectionate. And shy. Someone that he can gently tease and praise and make blush.
He isn’t afraid to show everyone how much he loves you. He can be a clingy and possessive boyfriend. He gets jealous easily
not because he doesn’t trust you, its just because he’s afraid of losing you. He’s a lil insecure.
He doesn’t act on it that much tho. He usuually just sits and stews in his jealousy until you crawl into his lap and give him a kiss on the neck and snuggle into his chest. He’s fine after that happens. He makes it a point to never tell you about it but you still know.
(which is why you get so snuggly with him sometimes) He just needs to be reminded that you love him the mostest
Has a huge temper, but he also hates arguing with you. If he’s upset with you he will distance himself from you, just to get his head clear before talking about it. He doesn’t want to take anything out on you because he’s a romantic at heart.
On the chance that you guys do actually argue, in the end it will be you comforting him because he feels horrible. He loves you too much tbh poor bby
i dont see a relationship with him lasting if his mom doesn’t absolutely love you. She’s important to him, and her approval means the world to him
He tends to go through life seeking out the approval of the ones he loves. He wants to please everyone and he leaves himself at the bottom of the list. He never really considers his own happiness.
So you’ll have to become good at reading him in order to prevent this from happening.
Loves loves loves spending time with you. It doesn’t matter what you are doing, but he prefers staying in with you and cuddling or eating. something super domestic lol
Speaking of cuddling, he’s a Master.
He prefers being the big spoon, but he would love to be the little spoon too because sometimes this lil softie needs to be held.
while cuddling he would play with you hair or absent-mindedly draw shapes on your tummy or thighs
would also talk about his day and talk about how much he loves you and how much you mean to him. Sappy stuff bc he’s a sap
I feel like he would really like holding a chubby person, but thats just me and my bias speaking lol
he would like how snuggly and warm you are,and how there is more of you to hold.
sex with wonho,,, oh boy,,,,
now, i say that he has a daddy kink or some kind of caregiver kink, but if you were to not be comfy with that he would be okay with it.
As I said in my daddy!Wonho post, i feel like he would be more concerned with the taking care of you aspect instead of the punishing aspect anyway. You don’t have to call him daddy or master for him to be able to take care of you.
I think his appeal to the daddy kink or any other kind of caregiver kink is the fact that it makes you reliant on him, maybe not in all aspects of your life, but just in the bedroom.
he needs to feel wanted and needed by you. He loves to make sure that he is taking good care of you and that you are feeling great and loved
he definitely does not want to take your independence away. He would just like you to give up control every once and a while because he knows that that alone can make you feel more relaxed
Kinks aside, this boy is a giver at heart.
oh, you had a bad day? well sit down and spread your legs bc he will eat you out until you don’t remember it at all
WARNING FOR PERIOD STUFF THIS MIGHT DISGUST YOU BUT HEAR ME OUT
You’re on your period? well let him just wrap you up in his arms and spoon you before slyly slipping his hand in your pants and giving you an orgasm (ORGASMS HELP WITH CRAMPS BC OF THE RELEASE OF HORMONES AND ENDORPHINS OR SOME SHIT)
If the fact that you’re bleeding makes you uncomfy, he’ll do it in the shower.. But he really doesn’t seem like the kind of guy to mind it. He isn’t doing it bc he thinks its kinky, he’s doing it bc he feels like you need it.
ultimate bf right there^
he likes face to face positions. if he’s going to take you from behind it’s probably in front of a mirror bc he likes to watch your reactions.
he’s also a sucker for eye contact bc it makes him feel closer to you (such a romantic bby)
Body worship is a thing that happens all of the time. He can’t help but to constantly tell you how much he adores you and your body. He also loves receiving it too
literal king of aftercare. Hoseok will always make sure that you are in absolutely no pain whatsoever.
he smells good. Don’t know what makes me think this but he smells wonderful
a firm believer in minimal clothing worn in the privacy of your home. He never wears a shirt
Now whether that is because he just doesn’t want to or if he just likes the attention that he gets from you because of it he will never tell you
he loves when you touch him in a non sexual way? Like when yall are just chillin and standing in your kitchen talking he loves when you randomly put your hands on his chest and just rub him with a lil smile on your face
He also loves touching you on your back or sides. He likes to feel how warm you are
all in all he’s a very touchy boyfriend and he just wants to give you all of the love and affection.
Whoever ends up with him is very lucky and they better treat him riGHT
mindlessnerd89 said:can you possibly do what it would be like dating Emmett list please? thank you! 💖💖
A/N: Yeah, of course, sweetie! I hope that you enjoy what I’ve come up with: Sorry! I haven’t written one of these in quite awhile, so it may really suck. :( Sorry for taking so long to get this posted; I still have WAY too many requests in my ask box and I’m working on getting most of them done as possible. Please enjoy, lovely! 💖💖
Not my gif. Gif credit goes to the amazing creators!
Dating Emmett Cullen Would Include:
- Emmett teasing you.
- Wrestling matches in which Emmett let’s you win.
- Emmett always throwing you over his shoulder.
- Emmett spanking your bottom.
- Rough sex.
- Neck biting.
- A playful relationship.
- Emmett always taking you on camping or hiking trips.
- Emmett always showing off in front of you.
- Emmett flexing his huge muscles in front of you.
- Emmett being your teddy bear.
- “What are you doing here at 2 in the morning?”
- “I got bored.”
- “And I need sleep.”
- Emmett always trying to keep you as happy as possible.
- The two of you always being there for each other.
- Tight bear hugs.
- Emmett being so protective of you.
- The two of you getting jealous easily.
- Always clowning around.
- Emmett teaching you about sports. (If you don’t already know about them).
- Staying up late to curl up and cuddle with Emmett.
- Emmett always trying to get you to watch horror movies with him.
- Emmett loving the fact that he’s able to constantly protect you from any threat.
- “There’s nothing to worry about. I’m here.”
- “But what if-”
- “You think I’d let anything happen to you?”
- Emmett always bringing a big grin to your face.
- “Emmett! Put me down!”
- Emmett teasing you in more than one way.
- Lot’s and lot’s of PDA.
- Hot, long and lustful make out sessions.
- Your small hand fitting in his perfectly.
- Emmett hugging you from behind.
- Lot’s of horsing around.
- You teasing Emmett for being a giant.
- Arm wrestling matches, which Emmett let’s you win.
- Emmett treating you like a queen.
- Immediately being protected by the Cullen family.
- Being covered in hickeys. (Unless you’re a vampire, too).
- Emmett being gentle with you.
- Emmett winking at you.
- Jealous Emmett.
- Jealous you.
- When you cry, Emmett immediately tries pulling out jokes, but when that doesn’t work; protective Emmett comes out.
- “Who’s ass do I have to kick?”
- The two of you loving each other so much that you don’t even have to say it: You’ve found other ways to express it…
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This was requested by anon:
What about a Sammy Imagine? Like something where the reader gets hurt badly on a hunt Sammy (the boyfriend) takes care of you. Love you
There were countless times where your boyfriend Sam Winchester would come back from a hunt with injuries. You never failed to take care of his wounds as best as you could. Luckily there was rarely a time where any of you had to go to a hospital. Unfortunately, this time when you came back from a hunt with Dean, you were the one who ended up getting injured.
You ignored Dean’s pleas and went straight to the shared room you had with Sam. A dangerous hunt always made you think about what you had with Sam. It refreshed the painful reminder that your lives were incredibly dangerous and unpredictable.
When you pushed open the door, you limped inside the room. You quickly gained Sam’s attention. He moved from the bed, rushing to your side. The younger Winchester grabbed your arm, letting you lean against the other. Sam sat you down on the bed, grabbing the emergency first aid kit that you kept on the dresser.
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You shuffled into the bunker, closing the metal door behind you. It was no surprise to you that Dean and Sam would be gone. Once you reached the bottom of the stairs you could see a note on the table. You used the hand that wasn’t wrapped in cloth to pick up the note. You threw the note back down on the table. They found another case before you got back. Now what were you going to do?
You had gone on a hunt by yourself. Usually your hunts went rather smoothly, but this one did not. You were bruised, bloody, and you had a piece of glass stuck in your hand. You tried to get it out, but it hurt too much to take it out yourself. That’s why you were hoping to find Dean and Sam in the bunker, but they were clearly gone for the next few days.
You held your wrist in your hand, observing the bloody rag that was around your hand. You went to take a step forward without realizing how lightheaded you had become. Luckily your boyfriend Lucifer came to you in the nick of time. He caught you before you could fall.
Pairing: Brendon X Reader
A/N: request are open! 💫
So today marks you and brendon’s 3 year anniversary and you couldn’t but smile of the thought of him being with you for so long and your so thankful for having this beautiful man in your life
It was the morning and your back had faced Brendon and he had his arms around your waist and you feel him plant few soft kisses on your neck and you turned to face him now and you kissed him softly and he did the same and he intertwined his hands with yours
“Happy Anniversary princess” he said
“Happy Anniversary babe” you said
“I have so much planned for today” he said
And you were curious of what he has in mind for today
“And what would that be” you said
“That’s for me to know and for you not to find out” he said
You made a pouty face and looked away from him
“I’m sorry baby please turn around and look at me” he said
So you turned around and brendon gives you a passionate kiss and kisses your forehead
“Now if you excuse I’m going to make breakfast for the both of us and you can stay in here and watch TV” he said
And you smiled at the thought that he’s making breakfast today is going to be so great
As brendon was about to leave the room you had said something to him
“Hey Bren!” You yelled out
“Yes” he said
“I love you so much” you said
“I love you so much too baby” he said and winked at you
And as he left you started to watch a movie and a few minutes later brendon comes to the room with a tray and on that that tray there was pancakes, eggs, and bacon
“Thanks baby” you said
“Your welcome sweetheart” he said
And so you two ate and after that you and brendon stayed in bed and cuddle and watched movies and it was getting dark out and brendon told you to get ready and he’ll wait for you downstairs
So you decided to wear a nice red dress with some high heels and have your hair in curls and you did your makeup and doubled check yourself in the mirror to make sure you look good
As you were going downstairs brendon had noticed you and put his hand over his mouth and was in lust when he saw you
“Holy shit you look so beautiful” he said
“You don’t look too bad yourself” you said
Brendon smirked and smiled at you
“Now where are you going” you said
“Can’t say it’s surprise” he said
So you as you guys got in his car he started to drive and during the drive you pretend to be grumpy and look away from him and he puts his hand on your thigh
“Baby don’t be grumpy I mean it’s cute but not that great for me please smile for me” he said
You knew what he said and decided to keep going with being grumpy and I’m guessing brendon parked and we’re already here
“We’re not going to get out of this car until I see that beautiful smile of yours” he said
And you kept going with the fake grumpy act until brendon starts tickling you and you tried to hold in your laughter but you couldn’t hold it in anymore and laughed and told him to stop
“I hate you sometimes” you said joking around
“No you don’t you love me” he said
“Love you too forehead” you said
And as you guys got out of the car brendon covered your eyes
“Now I’m going to lead the way to the suprise” he said
And he was leading the way and you can hear brendon’s excitement and as you guys got there brendon told you something
“Okay when I say 1 you can open your eyes” he said
“3…. 2……….. 1” he said
And as he took his hands off your eyes you see that there’s a picnic basket with a blanket and his acoustic guitar and there’s beautiful lights surrounded around there and you were just in lust with this
“So do you like it? ” he said
“Like it, I love it!” You said
You went to brendon and hugged him and hugged you back and kisses your forehead
“You know you didn’t have to do this all for me” you said
“I had to baby I wanted to make this day special for you” he said
“Thank you baby” you said
“Your welcome love” he said
Brendon intertwined one of his hands with yours and you guys sat down on the comfy blanket and had your little dinner date and brendon grabs his acoustic guitar and started singing always
When the world gets too heavy
Put it on my back
I’ll be your levy
You are taking me apart
Like bad glue
On a get well card
It was always you
Falling for me
Now there’s always time
Calling for me
I’m the light blinking at the end of the road
Blink back, to let me know
And as he finished the song you were tearing up a little and brendon put down his acoustic guitar down and went over to hug you and kisses your cheek and after that you and brendon layed down on the blanket and looked at the stars
“The stars are so beautiful” you said
“Not as beautiful as you” he said
“I love you so much bren” you said
“I love you more sweetheart” he said
“I have question” you said
“Ask away” he said
“When you first met me what was your first thought” you said
“My first thought was ‘woah this girl is just so absolutely beautiful’ and you just blew my mind and everytime I look back at the time when we first met I can’t help but smile because I’m the luckiest guy in the world to have such a wonderful girl by my side and I’m just so thankful to have you in my life” he said
You went to brendon and put your hands on his face and kiss him softly then passionate and he does the same back and you rested your head on his chest
“I’m thankful to have in my life too. I love so much” you said
“Love you too babe” he said and kissed your forehead
Then you guys packed up everything and started walking back to car and during the walk back brendon takes his blazer off and puts it around you and you looked at him and smiled and he smiled back
And as you guys are walking back to the car brendon intertwined his hand with yours and you couldn’t help but blush
“You know you look cute when you blush” he said
And that Just made you feel all happy inside your so thankful and glad that you have by your side and it’s honestly been the best three years of you two in love and being dorks
As you guys got into the car before brendon started driving he was looking at you and you were curious
“Why are you looking at me” you said
Instead of answering he grabbed your face and kissed you passionately and you gave in too and one of his hands went around waist while the other was on your face
Then brendon started to kiss your neck especially your weak spots and he starts nibbling your neck leave a few hickeys and he goes back to kiss you softly and bites your lip
“Let’s finish this at home” he said
You nodded a yes and brendon starts driving back home and your just wondering what things he has in mind when you go back home
Imagine – Slow Dancing with Dean Ambrose after a fight
Word Count – 1487
Warnings – Angst, Drinking
A/N – Sorry for being off schedule lately. I’ve been super
busy with going to doctor appointments almost every day and school. Hopefully I
can get back on track soon!
Vince McMahon gave you and your boyfriend Dean Ambrose three
weeks off since you’ve been working nonstop for four years. You both were so
excited, you finally got time to be with each other without worrying about
staying in character backstage! Nothing could go wrong! At least that’s what
The first few days were nice, staying at home and relaxing
on the couch together. Catching up on The Walking Dead. But the rest of the
week has been lonely, for you anyways. Dean’s always out drinking with his
hometown friends, which you didn’t mind if it was just for a few nights. But it’s
been every night for almost two weeks now. You both go back to work in a week,
it’d be nice to spend the last week of your vacation with him!
Tonight was the worst though. You were sitting on a bench
inside the airport, eating Mc Donalds and hopping Dean didn’t forget he was
supposed to pick you up.
“Are you coming?” You texted him about 7 minutes ago, still
no reply. “Maybe he’s driving” you thought to yourself.
15 minutes go by and now you were getting furious. You
called him a few times, still no answer.
It was 9:30 PM and you had your last straw. Dean was
supposed to be here at 7:40 and he still isn’t here and even worse not
returning your calls. You stood outside in the freezing rain, catching a taxi
and telling him to drop you off at your house. Your leg was bouncing nonstop
the whole car ride along with you playing with your fingers, trying to keep
your calm and checking your phone.
You thanked the taxi driver, got out of the car and stomped
to the door while shivering in the rain. You didn’t even think to bring a
jacket or an umbrella. You went inside and found Dean drinking whiskey with his
legs propped up on the couch.
“DEAN, FUCKIN’ AMBROSE!” You yelled, slamming your keys down
on the table.
“Oh.. hey babe! You made it!” He burped after, slurring his
“Yeah, thanks to a taxi driver. What the fuck happened?!”
“What do you mean?”
“YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO PICK ME UP!”
“I was? Oh.. My bad..” He frowned.
“You’re a fuckin’ drunk.” You growled, walking away. While
you were walking away you heard him say “I love you” but you slammed the door.
You woke up the next morning to Dean asleep on the couch.
You grabbed a bucket along with a glass of water and medicine and put it on the
table next to him, slightly waking him up.
“Good morning darlin’” He said tiredly. You just gave him a
stare, making him confused.
“You don’t remember?” He shook his head, grabbing it in pain
“You were supposed to pick me up from the airport. I called
and texted, waited forever and decided to just stand in the damn rain and wait
for a taxi. I come home and you’re drunk off your ass! At 10:30 at night!” His
heart ripped apart.
“Y/N, baby, I’m so sorr –“
You cut him off, slapping his hand away
“if you were sorry you’d clean up your act, Ambrose! You go
out and drink so much, what if you drive home drunk and get in a crash and get
hurt, or die! Do you know how much that would destroy me? You don’t care either
way. I’m tired! I’m going to say what I said last night, you’re a drunk! Get
your shit together!” He didn’t answer, knowing you’re right.
“I need to go, I need air.. I’ll be back later. Hopefully
you’ll be here and not out drinking with your buddies. It seems like you care
more about drinking then you care about me…”
You grabbed your keys along with a jacket and left, leaving
him broken hearted and alone.
You braced yourself for the arguments that were about to
come as you pulled into the driveway, seeing Dean’s car was still here. “Maybe
he didn’t go out” you thought to yourself, hopping you were right and that his
friends didn’t just pick him up or something.
You walked in and your breath was caught, not believing what
your eyes are seeing. The lights were dimmed, candles on the windowsill, Dean
standing in the middle of the room with roses in his hand, and a huge trash bag
in the other that was filled to the top. He was wearing his leather jacket and
cleaned up jeans along with his black tank top he always wears.
“What is that?” You asked, nodding your head towards the
bag. He shook it, hearing bottles clink together as he did.
“My alcohol. Empty. Down the drain, sweetie. I don’t want to
be this way anymore.. I don’t want to hurt you anymore. And if you don’t
believe me here’s a video.”
He walked up to you and pulled out his phone. He pulled up
the video and pressed play.
“Hey darlin’. You’re out somewhere mad at me, which you have
every right to be. I’m sitting here at home, and I’ve taken in every word you’ve
said over the last few weeks and… you’re right. I need to quit, or I’m going to
kill myself. I’ve already called and told my friends, they asked me if I could
come out tonight and I told them No. It felt pretty good, actually. Knowing I
get to stay home with the love of my life and cuddle up on the couch with her. I’m
rambling sorry, anyways… I don’t want my life to end short. I don’t want you to
think I’d put ANYTHING in front of you! You come first. Always. I want to grow
old with you, have little Deano’s running around the house. And of course
because you want one… a cat.. Even though I can’t stand cats if it makes you
happy we can get one, but not right now since we’re always on the road. I want
to live and be happy with you, so that’s why I’m doing this.”
He picked up a bottle of whiskey and poured it down the
drain. You could tell he hesitated for a second, but you both knew he wanted it
to be done. The video went on for a few more minutes then it ended.
You looked up at him with tears in your eyes as he had some
in his too. He passed you over the roses and gave you a soft smile.
“I love you more than you’ll ever know. I know I’m not good
at being romantic, but I hope this was alright.”
“You dork, of course I like it! I love it!” You punched his
arm, making him rub it but smile.
He turned around and grabbed the remote, turning on the
radio and playing “Crazy Girl” By Eli Young Band. You raised your eyebrow,
giving him a smirk
“Country, Dean Ambrose listens to country?”
“Not really, but when I heard this song it made me think of
you. I’m not good at this, but will you dance with me, darlin’?” You shook your
head and blushed as he placed his hands on your hips, looking down and smiling
trying to hide the blush coming across his cheeks.
You two swayed back and forth as the music played softly.
You leaned your head on his chest, feeling his left hand move to your back and
his right go in your hair, running through it gently as he hummed along with
the song. You felt like you were in heaven. Hearing his heartbeat and feeling
the vibration of his humming coming from his chest. His heaven was just having
you in his arms.
The song ended. The look of love in his blue eyes as he
looked down into your y/e/c eyes and hearing his heartbeat quicken as he
watched you. A smirk running across his lips as he leaned down and kissed you,
tugging his fingers in your hair and you with your arms around his neck. You
were a lot shorter than him so he picked you up and kissed you again, leaning
his forehead against yours and kissing your nose.
“Did you really mean it? We can get a cat in the future?”
You asked excitedly, making him chuckle
“Yes, in the future. But for now all I want is you. You’re
all I want. Not booze, not drunk nights with friends. I could stay like this
forever if we added wrestling into it.” You both laughed, kissing each other
“I’m so glad we both finally had time to go out for drinks! I’ve been dying to get some form of alcohol into my body.” You snorted, taking a sip of your margarita and licking some salt off the rim. You always thought the salt was the best part of the margarita… something about it heightened the flavor of the lime while blurring out the bitterness of the liqueur.
“I have so many stories to tell you from work! Someone keeps eating my damn lunch even though I put a sticky note on the bag specifically saying it belongs to me.” Y/F/N murmured, smiling politely at the bartender when he came over to take her empty glass away.
A typical Friday night for you was curling up on the couch, binge-watching animal documentaries with Harry. (He preferred to watch romantic-comedies but he knew how much you loved documentaries, and he knew you’d pull out the puppy dog eyes if he were to go against your wishes.) You and Y/F/N barely had time to spend because of multiple reasons: a) she would sometimes have to work overtime, b) you wanted to spend any possible moment Harry because of how busy his schedule was, and c) well, your guys’ schedules never seemed to line up. Obviously, when you realized Harry was on a break for the week and Y/F/N didn’t have to work on Friday, the window of opportunity to go out and get shit-faced with your best friend was wide open. Although, you hadn’t gotten to the shit-faced part yet because the two of you were too busy blabbing your mouths off. Harry had disappeared somewhere in the club with Niall and the rest of the boys, so you didn’t have to worry about him.
“All I’m saying is that you would totally pick Harry over me.” Y/F/N pointed out, shrugging innocently before picking up the stick of olives and popping one into her mouth. “It’s true! You love that boy far too much.”
“I- That is not true! I love both of you the same. It’s just that Harry’s schedule is less flexible than yours, so when he has the chance to spend time with me, I always take it!”
“He loves you far too much, too. Niall was telling me he blew off brunch because he wanted to stay home and cuddle. Harry blowing off brunch? Crazy.” She teased, giggling to herself.
“Well, when he goes off on tour, I’m all yours. Don’t worry, though. Tonight is all about me and you! This is the first time in weeks we’ve dressed up and gone out for a girl’s night, and all my attention is on you, my friend.” You grinned, clinking your glass with Y/F/N’s before taking a small sip. (Spoiler alert: you spoke too soon.)
“S’cuse me, s’cuse me.” Harry hiccuped, elbowing his way through the crowd. “Excusez-moi.” You jumped when you felt arms slink around your waist from behind and a chin dig into your shoulder. “Hi.”
“Hi, Harry.” Y/F/N smiled lightly, Harry looking up at her with glassy eyes.
“Hiiiii.” He hummed, raising his hand and wiggling his fingers at her.
“Can I help you?” You smiled, turning your head and pressing a kiss to the side of Harry’s head. “Y/F/N and I are having a conversation.”
“I’m tired.” Harry murmured, turning his head while sponging kisses to your cheek. The smile dropped from your face, your eyes widening slightly. Uh-oh. You knew what was coming next. “Wanna go home.” …Yep.
“We’ve only been here for, like… ten minutes!”
“Y/N, it’s been two hours.” Y/F/N corrected, pointing to her watch. “It’s nearly midnight.” Time really did fly by when fun was involved.
“Can you give me another half hour?” You asked, unraveling yourself from Harry’s arms before swiveling around in your bar stool to face him. “Hm?” Harry pushed his bottom lip out in a pout, his puppy-dog eyes coming out into full force.
“I’m sleepy. And I wan’ a cuddle.” He yawned, reaching up to rub at his eyes.
“I know, but-”
“I’m sleeeeepy.” Harry dragged out, slumping against you before his arms were snaking around your waist again. He shoved his face into the crook of your neck, letting out a pathetic little sigh.
“You should probably get the baby into bed.” Y/F/N teased, giggling when you reached up to pat the back of Harry’s head. “I know how bad his hangovers are when he doesn’t get a good night’s sleep.”
“It’s a girl’s night, I’m sure I can get Liam to-”
“Liam went home early because of Bear, remember?”
“Right, well, we still have Niall and Loui-”
“Y/N, Y/F/N!” The sound of your guys’ names being screeched out made you turn your head, a groan leaving your mouth when you saw a clearly drunk Niall and Louis stumbling over to the bar.
“I need t’ pee.” Niall whined, rocking back and forth on his heels before giving you a pitiful look.
“Me too, I need to wee too.” Louis complained, nearly stumbling down to the ground after tripping over his own feet.
“Okay.” You huffed, giving Y/F/N a knowing look. You got off the stool, taking Harry’s arm and wrapping it tightly around your waist. You looked over at Y/F/N before nodding over to the direction of the washrooms. “You take the boys to the washroom, and I’ll get the car ready. Think you can handle them coming to the car?”
“I’m weak, woman! Definitely not strong enough to drag around two grown men.” Y/F/N shook her head, letting out an ‘oof’ when both Louis and Niall practically collapsed on top of her.
“Y/N, I wanna go home!” Harry pouted, keeping himself wrapped around you all while you tried to pull Louis off of Y/F/N.