Thanksgiving; an American tradition celebrated by many where families come together to give thanks and to carve turkeys. A tradition in which Niall has never actually celebrated.
For the last three years, he has succeeded to wiggle his way out of the thanksgiving festivities and stayed in London for various reasons. This year, however, you refused to have him miss the celebrations. Everybody deserves to experience a true American thanksgiving with the lot, stuffed turkeys, gravy, family laughs and sometimes family disagreements, accompanied by wine and football.
You find yourself tenderly calling Niall for the third time, doing your best to get ready while your boyfriend seems to refuse to get out of the comfort of the bed; you don’t entirely blame him, it’s freezing cold outside and he’s already missed the Macy’s parade that you had wanted him to see. He gives you a groan as you hear the floorboards creaking in the hallway, an indication your brother or sister or their spouses are awake and ready to start the day. “You gotta get up, it’s almost nine,” you crawl on the bed and run your fingers through his messily flat hair.
You learned three things on the night you spent New Year’s Eve at the Twice dorm- one, Nayeon and Jeongyeon were animals who should never be allowed near alcohol, two, the remaining seven of the group were more wild than you ever thought possible, and three, you were so head over heels for Hirai Momo.
Jihyo had insisted on you spending New Year’s with her and the other girls. It definitely beat being alone in your little apartment near the edge of the city, watching the celebrations out on the streets of the upcoming year from your window. You were grateful Jihyo had invited you, and even moreso that the other girls were more than happy to have you at their dorm to celebrate.
They had really gone all out with decorating for the New Year’s celebration. Balloons littered the floor throughout the entire house, making it far too difficult to walk through (though it did pull some laughs from everyone when Sana accidently stepped on one, and Chaeyoung swore that if Sana had jumped any higher in surprise, she’d wind up on the roof), and there was enough food to last the girls a week, and then some. Ribbons hung from the ceiling and confetti covered the furniture, adding to the mess that everyone seemed to enjoy. It was certainly festive.
You stayed by Momo’s side from the first moment you arrived at the dorm- that was always the case when you were around her. Your crush on Momo wasn’t a secret- not to any of the members of Twice, not to your friends, and not even to Momo herself. You had asked her on a few dates over the past month or two, all of which she excitedly accepted, and things had been going well. You hadn’t asked her to be your girlfriend yet, no matter how much you wanted to, and no matter how many times Chaeyoung tried to push you to do so, fearing you might be trying to move too fast, but you were happy where you stood with Momo now. More than friends it seemed, but not quite girlfriends, and comfortably so.
Prompt: He kissed her. Without warning, without permission. Without even deciding to do it, but simply because he couldn’t have done anything else. He needed that breath she was holding. It belonged to him, and he wanted it back.” – Tessa Dare
A/N: So when I posted about this prompt a large majority told me they envisioned this for Tabi so, without further ado, I give you this painfully beautiful work of early Holiday cheer.
Genre: TOP x Reader
Disclaimer: As usual, any gifs used are not mine and belong to their rightful owners!
The finishing touches had been placed on the tree hours ago. Seunghyun treated the ornaments like he was hanging works of art on one of his walls, dangling the mistletoe over his head at an exhausting rate. His way of gaining your attention when he felt like you were too preoccupied hanging the tinsel, instead of focused on him.
When you’d placed a few shimmering strands in his white violet hair, it started an all out war. Only ending as you pulled out heaps of it from underneath your shirt. He’d made hot cocoa to appease you and curled up beside you liking a purring kitten, nestling his face into your neck as he drew you into his chest.
You were doing your best to enjoy the sound of his voice as he read to you. To remember how the baritone of it vibrated on your cheek, and the feeling of his fingers fiddling with the ends of your hair. You were trying to focus on the little things that you knew in a couple of months would be gone.
Yurio has a friend
Gotta watch it till the end, hey
To the other guys
wHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON
Pichit slays, chris… still gay
Ep 12 is on the way, hey
Me when yoi hits you like a bus but u gotta stay festive
Pretty sure I’ve slept at my guy friends houses and somehow managed to NOT sleep with them. Cuz…apparently…girls and guys can be friends without boinking their business… I usually avoid this crap, but that rationale being that person’s sole argument was ridiculous enough to comment. ��
I’m a massive lesbian and I think I’ve only ever slept at other girl’s houses so I guess I should let them know that we’re all in a big polyamourous relationship now because we shared a room once