the reason why he did it is so cute

NCT 127 reaction to you falling asleep on their lap

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Anon: Nct 127 reaction to you falling asleep on their lap😊

This was such a cute request to write istg🤧These are the types of requests I like writing and I easily get carried away too😂As you can see by the length of these lol, I am perfectly aware that I have basically written mini scenarios or drabbles lmal yall better love me after this😇❤️😂


Taeil:

Originally posted by nctuhohahyes

When you arrived by at your shared apartment, skin pale and eye bags prominent after a long day of work and university, all you wanted to do with sleep - literally. Eating, drinking, doing your essays, were all the last things on your mind but they were things that needed doing, regardless of what you wanted. 

Taeil watched silently as you moved around the kitchen, rustling together some food for the pair of you, your figure moving slowly and lacking. He stood from his place on the sofa, halting your movements when he gently pulled your arm. You tried to protest but Taeil raised any eyebrow, his way of telling you not to bother arguing back because you both knew this was the right thing to do. He brought you back to the sofa, allowing you to lie down on the sofa, head in his lap. 

Quickly, he felt your breathing calm and your light snores, his hands playing with your hair, which only helped but lull you into your sleep. He wouldn’t have much of a reaction, and wouldn’t say much either; but he’d be very worried for you, eyebrows furrowed as you slept. 

Unlike the other members, who’d find it cute that you were sleeping on him like that, he’d find it upsetting and a sign you weren’t sleeping well right now.


Johnny:

Originally posted by fluffandfluff

Johnny would be aware of how much you loved to sleep. You could sleep anywhere, everywhere, anytime, something he was merely jealous of you of. It wouldn’t be the first time you fell asleep in his lap, but it would be the first time you do it around the other members. 

You falling asleep against, on his shoulder, across his lap, in his lap, wouldn’t come as a surprise to him. He’d be used to you having a little nap on him, finding your warmth comforting and reassuring, so sometimes wouldn’t realise when you had actually fallen asleep on him. 

The other members started to hear your light, steady breathing, occasionally looking at you then at Johnny, waiting for him to actually acknowledge your sleeping. Eventually one of the members pointed at you, attracting Johnny’s attention and turning his head towards you only to find your head laying on his lap, hand intertwined with his, your legs brought up to your chest. 

Some of the members, like Taeyong and Doyoung, cooed at you, finding it absolutely adorable, which only made Johnny blush and his heart flutter at you. He’d look pretty relaxed, but inside, he’d be so excited and fluffy, finding it cute how you were comfortable enough with him to do this around his members.


Taeyong:

Originally posted by dimplesjae

Taeyong would be sat up on his dorm bed, flicking through his social media, headphones blasting music and replying to some messages, when you quietly entered his room, grabbing his attention. He instantly noticed how quiet and tired you looked, the smile on your face not exactly looking as bright as it usually is, and his eyes softened at you. 

Patting the space on the bed beside him, he ushered you over, taking off his headphones and putting his phone away. You smiled at him again gratefully, taking slow, heavy strides towards him, and climbing onto his bed and into his arms. He sighed into your hair, brushing his fingers lightly through your hair and humming softly, something he knew helped you go to sleep. 

Eventually, you slumped heavily against him, moving your body so your frame nestled tightly against his legs, and your head laid in his lap. Taeyong would find you so cute, watching you in adoration and continuing to play with your hair. Your presence would always calm him, even if you were sleeping, so he’d try to savour the moment. 

You like this, would also give him the opportunity the to admire you, sometimes tracing your features lightly; he’d just think you were so adorable and innocent like this.


Yuta:

Originally posted by taei

Yuta would be the type of boyfriend to take photos of you on his phone all the time. Majority of them would be taken without you even realising and off guard, which would always make him giggle and tease you about them. And he’d especially take them if you had fallen asleep. 

Although he’d laugh at you and say that you snore loudly and drool in your sleep, he’d find you adorable in you fell asleep in his lap. He wasn’t sure exactly why this was; maybe it was because you looked so cute or because it was such an innocent gesture or because it would make him feel so special. But he’d love it and would actually be the only time where he didn’t take photos of you, and if he did, they’d be super cute and good ones. 

However you actually falling asleep on his lap would be rare; you’d always try to avoid doing so because of his teasing and photo-taking, embarrassed by his actions. But sometimes, you just wouldn’t be able to help it, settling into his lap and napping there. 

And Yuta would always tell you when you wake up how cute you are and pretty, practically gushing about you and complimenting you. He’d quickly realise that he was the reason why you didn’t like sleeping in his lap, so would try to make it up to you and reassure you that he liked it and was sorry if he made you uncomfortable.


Doyoung:

Originally posted by hey-uta

Doyoung would feel a little flustered to have you sleeping soundly on his lap. He would find it hard to understand how you could possibly sleep in such an uncomfortable position, and not somewhere normal, maybe like a bed

He wouldn’t have even noticed you at first; you both were on his bed, him on his phone, searching intensely at memes for some inspiration for the next album, you just daydreaming against him. He was so distracted by his research, that he didn’t hear your stifled yawns, he didn’t feel you slump heavily against him as you started to doze off, he didn’t even realise that you had your head on his lap, deep in sleep. 

Only when he wanted to get up to print something out to show the other members, and was held back by the weight of you on his lap, did he realise. Blushing deeply, he sat back, unsure of what to do. His arms would be in mid-air, him not knowing what to do with his hands or where to put them.

After a couple of minutes of gawping and confusion, he’d relax back against the headboard of his bed, lightly putting one of his hands over your hair and the other stroking your arm gently. He’d feel a bit awkward, even though no one could see him and you were asleep and oblivious to the deep shade of pink tinted on his cheeks. 

Over time, and the more times it happened, he’d get more comfortable and like it even more; but maybe the first time he’d feel a little flustered.


Jaehyun:

Originally posted by neotechs

No joke, I literally think Jaehyun would start squealing in his place. He’d be that type of boyfriend to find everything you did, every move you made, everything you said, the cutest and more precious thing ever. As a boyfriend, he’d be very lenient and selfless towards you; he’d only think of you in his life, practically waiting on you hand and foot. Something like this would totally melt his heart, no matter how many times it might happen. 

You’d be slouched against him in the dorms, him chatting and laughing with Ten and Johnny, when he noticed how your breathing had started to slow down and you were talking less and less. His arms would snake around your shoulders, bringing your face to his chest to which you subconsciously snuggled into. 

You hadn’t even got to the bit where you laid your head in his lap yet, and he was already blushing and grinning like a fool. It would literally get to the point that Jaehyun was so distracted by you that he didn’t hear Ten’s question or see Johnny waving to try to get his attention. Eventually they’d give up getting his attention, leaving the room to let Jaehyun carry on being creepy admiring you. 

When you did move your body in your sleep, so that you were lying down, head in his lap, Jaehyun would gasp, cheeks heating up. He’d be grinning so wide, his hands flapping in the air with excitement and some squealing sounds escaping his mouth. 

Shaking with enthusiasm in his place, he would finally calm down, resorting to just playing with your hair and taking a few photos of you; but the wide smile on his face wouldn’t leave at all.


WinWin:

Originally posted by blackgirlslovebts

WinWin would like it but probably wouldn’t stay there for long; not because he didn’t like it but because he’d worry that you’d sleep badly or were uncomfortable. 

It’d be late at night when you did this once, WinWin staying up late to message his family back home and to just relax with you for a bit. You had tried hard to stay up with him, but found it difficult after the day you had just had; what with work, studying, going out with friends for lunch, you were shattered and yearned to sleep. Nevertheless you fought your own needs, wanting to stay up with your boyfriend since you never really had much time with him like this anymore. 

Unfortunately, you just had to listen to your body and sleep, moving down to nestle your head quietly in his lap. He’d smile at you, brushing your hair out your face, very much aware that you had been trying so hard to stay up with him. 

After a few minutes though, he’d worry a bit for you; in your relationship, he’d always secretly fret if you were eating enough, or drinking enough, or sleeping well. So, after a bit of thinking, he’d decide to gently turn you, lifting your head slightly so it could now rest of the bed pillows instead of his lap. 

He’d rearrange the bed covers so they covered you both, and he’d lie next to you, much preferring having you sleep like this as he could admire you easier and hold you close to him.


Mark:

Originally posted by dovounq

The first time you fell asleep in his lap because let’s be real here you would probably end up doing it a lot of the time would  also be in front of the some of the members. Mark would always try to keep PDA to a minimum, and skinship in general too, liking to only holding your hand and having an arm wrapped lazily around your shoulders. 

Even though you didn’t mean to fall asleep on his lap, it did happen and Mark would probably freeze up, looking at you in confusion. The other members would laugh at his reaction, some telling him to stop looking so offended and others telling him it was cute and to relax. 

But he couldn’t help but feel awkward. It would be one of the few times you actually had some skinship with him in front of the members, even if it wasn’t that big of a deal or that big of a gesture; and he wouldn’t know what to do. He wouldn’t want to disturb your sleep, knowing fully well that if you had just accidentally fallen asleep on him, it must’ve been needed. 

Ignoring the comments from the others, he’d let you rest, awkwardly placing a hand on your shoulder and the other on the sofa. Although he tried to go back to listening to the other’s conversation, he’d end up slowly, and subconsciously, relaxing; moving his hand from the sofa to play with your curls and his other hand to rub your arm gently. 

Over time, he would get more comfortable with this kind of thing, just like Doyoung.


Haechan:

Originally posted by haenyan

Would be a mix between Yuta and Jaehyun I think. Whilst you were napping on his lap, exhausted from the rubbish day you had just suffered, he’d be so excited and hyper. He’d sigh happily when he saw you had fallen deep in sleep, loving the fact you were happy enough, and trusted him enough, to sleep on him like that. 

Honestly, the first time round, he couldn’t believe you had even done it. He’d think it only happened in the movies or something, never expecting you to do it. So, the first time you did, his reaction would be so exaggerated and pumped. 

From that moment forth, every time it happened, he’d always blush and smile so excitedly, giggling when he could feel your light breathe on his thigh. Sometimes he’d lean against the sofa, smiling into the air and letting out an airy breathe; moments like this would be so precious and special to him and he would just wonder how someone like you would ever want him. He’d be so grateful for you honestly, even if he didn’t do well at expressing it to you directly. 

Once you woke up from your nap which was absolutely fabulous may I add, he’d change from his blushing state to his teasing self. He’d pinch your cheeks, cooing at you and laughing at you blushing at him. Although he’d be teasing you a lot afterwards, he’d still be very fluffy and soft for you and if you were to do anything else, like cuddle him or kiss him, he’d return to the intense blushing and stuttering from earlier.

delivery boy || jjk (f)

Additional details: ‘’pls let it be a cute delivery boy’’

❀ genre/warnings: fluff, drabble.
❀ word count: 800+

bangtan delivery boy series:
jjk | kth | pjm | knj | jhs | myn | ksj

Additional details: ‘’pls let it be a cute delivery boy’’

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It was just a joke. You weren’t thinking anything of it and just expected the good old same dude, who delivered you your pizza every time you ordered one. Just that middle aged man with apparently no wife or kids, greasy hair and a rude attitude. But shit, you never thought your wish would come true. You opened the door with lidded eyes, not putting effort in you looks today and rubbed your neck. But as soon as your eyes glided upwards to the delivery boy’s face, you slightly gasped. This was definitely not the person you expected to stand in front of you. The boy showed of small dimples with a smile.

‘’Hi,’’ he simply said and the smile he showed you reminded you of a bunny, although that was just a random thought popping up into your mind. And in that very moment, you just wished you had put on some decent clothes rather than just an oversized hoodie and sweatpants. He handed the box to you as you cleared your throat.

‘’Hey,’’ you slowly accepted the pizza box and couldn’t help but stare at him. His ruffled, brown hair was put under a cap which he just readjusted as he wore the usual delivery boy clothes; a bomber jacket in the colours of his company, the cap and some black ripped jeans with dirty sneakers.

An awkward silence fell upon you two, as you were still staring at him like a creep while he couldn’t help but smile. It was his first day at work and getting stared at by such a beautiful girl gave his ego some kind of boost already.

With your cheeks all red and warm, you realised you were supposed to give him the money and dug into the pocket of your sweatpants, trying to find some money. Then the pockets of your hoodie followed and your heart skipped a beat as you didn’t feel any money.

‘’Hold up,’’ you said and sprinted back into your home, trying to remember where you had some money left. You definitely weren’t prepared for this once again. While you let the delivery boy wait, you fished some money from the kitchen counter and dashed back to the front door. Trying to act all cool, you saw he had his phone pulled out and was scrolling through his feed.

A relieved sigh rolled over your lips as you came to stand in front of him again.

‘’S-Sorry,’’ you apologised, but you didn’t even know yourself why you said that. For taking so long? For staring so much a couple of moments ago?

‘’It’s okay,’’ he chuckled, putting his phone back and he reached out for your hand with the money, your hands slightly touching as he took the money. He hastily zipped the little fanny bag on his wait open and searched for some change to give to you. ‘’So, you asked for a cute delivery boy?’’

You let out a soft squeal, surprised by him knowing about your additional detail thingy, as you put your hands in front of your face shortly, before moving them to the side so they rested on your red cheeks. ‘’I-I don’t know why I did, and I didn’t e-expect them to seriously send one either.’’

“You think I’m cute?’’ he said with a cheeky undertone, his warm smile growing into a sly smirk as he leaned against the doorpost. He handed you some change and the receipt –although you never asked for it. Your hand left your cheek to get it.

“Eh, isn’t that the reason why they send you?” you asked him, tilting your head slightly. You gave him a puzzled look and put the money aside while holding on to the receipt. ‘’I-I mean, I don’t know…’’

The boy laughed and licked his lips wet, to which your stomach tightened a bit. ‘’I’m their only delivery boy, the other dude got tired of the job and quit.’’

A look of realisation flashed across your face as you remembered the old man telling you that the last time you ordered a pizza. Your mouth was agape by now and you became speechless.

‘’Cat got your tongue?’’ the boy chuckled as he pushed his body away from the doorpost. ‘’Anyways, I better go now. Deliver some more pizzas. I’ll see you around!’’

“Th-thanks!” you called out to him, watching him walk away. As he almost walked around the corridor, you quickly called out again: ‘’Wait! What do you mean by seeing me again?’’

But he was gone already, and a soft sigh left your mouth again; in all honesty you wished for him to stay longer and talk a bit more. He had this vibe which made him approachable and it was something you liked. Despite the fact he made your blush and stutter like crazy, he was still very patient and nice with you.

You looked down at your receipt and was about to crumple it into a small ball, but stopped midway your action when you saw ten digits written at the bottom of the paper.

‘’Text me ;)’’


this is gonna be a mini series, so i’ll also turn the rest of bangtan into some cute ass pizza delivery boys soon ;)

ask | request | feedback

im laughing cause….well @mat-murdock isn’t totally wrong (we do hate mon-el for everything he does always) but this post is so ignorant im dyin. so here are some real reasons why everyone has a beef with him just existing in general that y’all kremlins like to ignore!!! 

Mon-El: *admits he misses objectifying women, is hyper-possessive and is jealous and generally misogynistic on multiple occasions*
Karamels: OMG MY SPACE PUPPYYY!!! he’s so cute he doesn’t know any better!!! its his culture omg c h i l l y’all are reaching….look @ him defending kara…mr. mxy man get away from MON-EL’S girl!!! im glad he disobeyed her cause he did it cause he LOVES her.

Mon-El: *demeans Kara on multiple occasions, in private and in public*
Karamels: this is what she gets for being so bossy and controlling like i don’t blame him for getting mad….he deserves RESPECT bc he is SO respectful to her!!! anti’s are just mad cause blonde barbie kara isn’t kissing girls on the show!!! stay pressed!!

Mon-El: *ignores Kara’s wishes on multiple occasions, both while on the job and in a personal setting*
Karamelsshes asking WAY too much of my sweet puppy like she holds him at a higher standard than EVERYONE…i cant believe she’s so selfish and controlling…WHY IS SHE SO DEMANDING!?! he doesn’t know any better ok!!! my puppy is LEARNING its his CULTURE to blame!! she is just trying to control my handsome space blob.

Mon-El: *gets broken up with for lying about who he is and expects implicit forgiveness from kara, always*
Karamels: kara is just so…..unreasonable. so prejudiced and unforgiving. look at how hurt my space puppy is! :(:(:( he said he was sorry and that he LOVES her!! she should be forgiving him it’s not like he’s the only liar on the show. like.. mon-el only lied to her to stop ppl from thinking he’s as bad as other ppl on his planet…..like he totally isn’t what show r u watching where he’s terrible???

And last, but certainly not least…

Mon-El: *not only owned slaves but benefitted from/did nothing to even attempt to stop slavery on his planet despite being in a high position of power*
Karamels: ok lets be clear his FAMILY owned slaves, HE didnt!!!! like his mom put him in time out when he said he didnt like it….he’s totally doing all in his power to stop this!!! plus he said he hated it. like, im not excusing slavery im just not gonna get mad at someone over their views on slavery you know???? thats lame… 

Poke poke

Hii~ how would the boys react to the fact that their girlfriend squeaks when she’s poked in the side (like it’s not like a scream but it’s literally a loud short squeak)??? sorry if that wasn’t worded right ^^;;

(This was fun to do because I do the exact same thing XD)

[Gifs do not belong t me, all credit goes to rightful owners]


||Namjoon||

Originally posted by yoongichii

Joon would laugh the second he hears that squeak come from you. The insane blush on your face would have him grinning like a mad man because it’s so damn cute to him. “Y/n what was that?” he ask in between his laughter. The blush on your face becomes brighter by the second “n-nothing, stop laughing!” His hands would cover his face before reaching out to hold your face in his hands. “You’re so cute, I didn’t even know you did that,” he continues giggle every now and then as you pout at him. “It wasn’t cute I sounded weird,” “It was hella cute babe be quiet,”

||Jin||

Originally posted by ksjknj

The second you let that squeak escape your lips you cover your mouth embarrassed and wide eyed, looking at jin who was already having a major fit of laughter because of your reaction. All he did was poke you. A gasp was something he was expecting, but a squeak? It wasn’t weird but it surprised him a bit but would find it seriously cute. “Was that a squeak I just heard?” he chuckles. “N-no…I sneezed,” you blush and try avoiding eye contact with your boyfriend. “Who sneezes when they get poked?” He laughs and does it again making you squeak once more and laughs even harder. “Babe!” you hit his arm “that’s not funny,” “no your right, it’s hilariously adorable.”

||Yoongi||

Originally posted by pjkook

Yoongi would probably pause when he hears you squeak out his name when he accidentally poked your side when coming in for a hug. You’d stare at him with a light blush on your cheeks and lips presses together and wondered what he was thinking at the moment while his eyes were locked with yours. He’s not judging you, far from that  really. He just keeps replaying the sound in his head and thinking how cute it sounded. He reaches out unexpectedly and pokes you again making you jump back with a squeak and you glare at him with his gummy smile.  “Why’d you do that?” He shrugs “because I wanted to.” He tries again but you slap his hand away before he could touch you. “Stop poking me,” ”but I don’t wanna,” he laughs lightly. “Well you gotta,” “well I’m not gonna.”  

||Hoseok||

Originally posted by kawaiinekololitablog

Like yoongi, he’d pause for a second and begin to wonder what he just heard from you. He didn’t think he get that to come out of  you when he went to poke you. When he sees you blushing and covering your side he laugh little and try and try again just to hear you do that little noise he already found insanely endearing. “C’mon let me poke you!” “NO!” you scramble away from him so that you were out of reach. “But I want to hear you do it again it’s cute,” he begins to follow you with his arm stretched out and finger ready to poke your side again. “No it’s weird, stop trying to poke me hobi!” “I’m gonna getcha!”

||Jimin||

Originally posted by myloveseokjin

Jimin would be a giggling mess the first time he heard you squeak. He just wanted a kiss from you but his fingers poked at your side making you squeak and pull back from him. The sound you made for some reason was so cutesy and he already loved it. “Why did you squeak y/n?” his cute giggling would ascend in a cackle when he sees you blush and lets his head fall onto your shoulder. “That was so cute babe,” “it was weird,” “It was adorable and you know it.” 

||Taehyung||

Originally posted by bangtangirl-cutennes-v

Taehyung wouldn’t even ask about the noise you just made. He is most likely only going to chase you around and keep poking you to make you squeak again and each time you did the harder he laughed. “TAEHYUNG STOP POKING ME,” you tossed a pillow at him but he quickly dodges and pokes you yet again. “NO it’s fun!” “Not for me I don’t like it.” Although he was poking you, you really couldn’t help but laugh with tae. “But the noise you make is funny I wanna hear it again.”

||Jungkook||

Originally posted by the-mark-tuan

Jungkook would imitate the noise you just made making him laugh harder than he already was because he’s never heard anything like it. Sure maybe the occasional yelp from you or girls he’s been around but your squeak was beyond compare. And now he something else to annoy you with. “Jungkook stop I get it,” you pout a little. “I’m sorry y/n.” Not even a second he pokes you again and imitates the squeak you made. “Kook seriously,” you whine and hit his hand. “It’s funny hearing you do it,” he stifles his laugh and you blush a little. “It’s cute to don’t be embarrassed.” 


Hope you liked it 😊
Much love~💖

BTS Reaction|You admiring their lips

Anon requests; Hiii I hope this isn’t too weird… but a bts reaction to you admiring their (very beautiful) lips? Thanks!


Kim Seokjin 

Jin noticed that your eyes were heavily concentrated on his lips. He sighed and asked, “What are you doing Y/N ?”. You lied and say that it was nothing, Naturally, Jin continued on with what he was saying. He stopped again and beg for you to tell what was so interesting about his lips? and you’d answered, “They’re very pretty.”. Jin was speechless but proud. 


Originally posted by meganhyunhee

Min Yoongi

Yoongi stopped what he was saying and gave you a puzzled look.

 “You’ve been eyeing my lips this whole conversation. What’s with you?” he wanted to know. 

You scoffed, “ I was doing no such thing.” 

Yoongi rolled his beautiful eyes, “ Be honest with yourself.”  

You groaned loudly, giving up, “ OK fine. I think…that you have really pretty lips.” 

Yoongi smiled then said, “ I know I do.” 

Originally posted by mean-suga

Jung Hoseok

Hoseok became very concerned when he stopped talking and you didn’t reply to his question. Instead you were just staring. Your eyes were on him but it was as if your whole being wasn’t. You zoned out. It hurt a little. Was your whole conversation really that boring?. Hoseok banged on the table, bringing you back to Earth. You quickly apologized, “  I’m sorry. I was just….distracted.” 

“By what?” Hoseok asked. 

You blushed before telling him the answer. “I was distracted by your pretty pink lips.”.

 Hoseok smirked. 

Originally posted by syubto

Park Jimin

“ What’s wrong?” Jimin asked, getting all in your face. You were sitting on his couch and just ate his food. He got worried because you weren’t contributing to the conversation. It was like he was talking to himself. You didn’t want to tell him that, the reason you weren’t talking was because you wanted him to talk. You found his mouth very attractive.especially when its moving. He also have a habit of licking his lips after a couple sentences. You were practically perving on him. 

“ Please tell me.” He pressed. 

You sighed loudly, “Ok. The only reason I’m not talking is so that you can talk. I find it really attractive when you do. You have a habit of licking your lips after a couple sentences and I….kinda like it.”

“ I don’t-”

“ You have a very pretty mouth.” You said quickly. 

Jimin smiled then licked his lips.

Originally posted by gotjhope

Kim Namjoon

You and Namjoon were finally hanging out. It’s been months since you guys have been together like this. You were in his room and on his bed and he was telling you stories about all the things he’d seen in his travels and also his toys. He sounded so proud and happy, which also made you happy. Then all of a sudden you started noticing his lips. They were pink and very full. Suddenly you were gazing on them and Namjoon’s excited voice started to fade away. They were so beautiful. So full. Pink and kissable. 

“Y/A Did you die on me?”

You came back to life and was now staring into Namjoon’s eyes. 

“ You died on me.” Joon said, he sounded kind of sad. 

“No…No. I didn’t die on you.” You assured him, “ I just got distracted by your…lips.”

“ My lips? Why you want to kiss me.” 

Joon had a teasing look on his face and you wanted to smack him with a pillow. 

“ Y/A thinks my lips are sexy.” He sang. 

Originally posted by fiordilattes

Jeon Jungkook

Jungkook was shocked when you came out and admit to him that the only reason you weren’t really into your conversation with him was because you were distracted by his lips. He didn’t know what to say. Did you like him or something? 

“ So….do you want to kiss me?” he asked. 

You laughed at how cute he sounded. He was like a little puppy. 

“ I said that your lips were cute. That’s it.”

You left him flabbergasted. 

Originally posted by apgujeon

Kim Taehyung

“ Thank you so much for agreeing to meet me for coffee.” You said sitting down across from Taehyung. Of course he gave you his signature smile and let you know that it was his pleasure. After small talk, you guys went up and got your coffee. You two then made your way back to your table for some more bonding and small talks. Its been months since you last seen each other. This was a big deal for the both of you. 

“How was the tour?” you asked him. 

Tae took a sip of his coffee then licked his pink lips. Your eyes landed on his lips and for the first time, you’ve noticed how nice and pretty it was. 

You felt a little ashamed, this was Taehyung after all but-Damn did he have such nice lips. Was it always like this? and How come you never noticed it before. The more you look at his lips the more bad thoughts that pops in your mind. 

“ Are you ok?”

You meet his eyes. 

“ Yes. I’m fine.” you assured him. 

“Are you sure? because you zoomed out on me. Y/N you know that you can tell me anything right?” 

You sight. Right. I can tell him anything. This was Taehyung after all. 

“ I was distracted by you licking your lips and started thinking…stuff.”

Tae laughed. Like a loud one. 

“That’s all?” he asked after laughing. 

“Yes.”

He took a sip of coffee then said, “ So you’re a lips girl?”

“Shut up.” 

Tae started to laugh and you rolled your eyes and starts to drink your coffee. 

Originally posted by toughchim

* ALSO DON’T FORGET TO SUBMIT STUFF IN. My ask box is always open.“

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.
— — — — — — — — — — — — —

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 give me a second chance?” Zach asked.
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Part two is now up! :) https://cutiedempsey.tumblr.com/post/159921049278/second-chances-pt-2-jeff-atkins-x-reader-x-zach

Some of you might have noticed something kind of funny about people.

Almost none of them like Treasure Planet.

And, considering I joined this fandom well over three years ago by now, this comes as absolutely no surprise to me – and chances are, if you’ve known about this film for longer than, say, a day, it fails to surprise you, too. I mean, we’ve all heard the reasons, haven’t we – valid though they are, it’s depressing to hear them, the millions upon millions upon millions of them. 

  • “Sorry, the sci-fi just wasn’t my thing.”
  •  “I liked it okay, but I can’t see myself ever watching it again.”
  •  “The animation was good, but I didn’t really like the rest of it.”
  •  “It was…sort of weird to me.”
  •  “It doesn’t measure up to Treasure Island.”
  •  “It just wasn’t my cup of tea.”

Or - and here’s the one that gets to me: 

  • “I just really didn’t like the main kid.” 

The words come across as pretty innocent - it’s just a matter of preference, it’s just their opinion, live and let live, nothing wrong with disagreeing…and there’s not. There’s really, really not. You can hate Jim Hawkins as much as you want. But you can look me in the eye and can you tell me why you hate him? Can you tell me why, exactly, that’s the argument I’ve heard the most out of any of them? Can you tell me why, in my 3+ years in this wonderful fandom, in the thousands of days I’ve now spent promoting the shit out of this film every chance I get, can you tell me why that argument is the one I find myself dealing with the most? Can you look at me and can you tell me why you hate Jim Hawkins? Can you do that? 

Because here’s the thing - I can tell you why I love him. And I got shit to back up me up. 

Let’s get down to business. Let me tell you why I love Jim Hawkins - every habit, every quirk, every mannerism, every virtue, and every flaw. Let’s plunge right in.

  • He’s kind.

Sure, you can roll your eyes if you want to, but honestly? Being really, truly, simply, genuinely nice is such a rare quality in the world, and Jim has - and displays - this quality in abundance. I mean, for one thing, bringing Billy Bones to the Benbow when he seems ninety percent sure the guy’s just crazy? Yet he takes a chance anyway, because the sailor’s sick, the sailor’s injured, it’s raining really hard, he shouldn’t be out in this in his state, here, give me your arm, let me help you, you can come in out of the rain and stay in my house for a bit.

And what about the time he met that half-mad robot on Treasure Planet and, despite the fact that BEN blatantly oversteps his boundaries a good ten times (”Will you let go of me?/Stop touching me!”/Will you quit hugging me?”) or so within the first five minutes of their introduction, despite the fact that he is very obviously unhinged from all that time alone, despite the fact that BEN is loud and attention-drawing and the word stealthy isn’t in his vocabulary, despite the fact that he’s putting the captain and the doctor and himself in peril by doing so, Jim allows BEN to come with him - all he needs is to hear about the robot’s century of solitude, his loneliness, his desolation, and he just drops everything and says, “If you’re gonna come along…”  

And don’t even get me started on the deleted scenes - such as the one where he offers to fix this child’s scooter, even though he and this kid have never met before, never even spoken to one another, and yet he offers to fix this scooter because aww the kid’s sad let me fix it for you.

 Because, beneath that black jacket and that dark scowl of his, Jim has a huge, huge heart and it’s there and it’s evident for anyone willing to look. Because Jim just legitimately cares about other people, and there’s no ulterior motive, he doesn’t ask for compensation, he doesn’t expect anything in return, he just genuinely likes helping others. 

(And as I don’t happen to have an image on hand for the child’s scooter bit mentioned above, have a few bonus pictures of times when Jim was nice) 

Comforting a frightened Morph despite the fact that his life is in the most immediate and intense danger

And how about the time he lets a pirate - the leader of a mutiny in which he was supposed to be killed - walk the fuck away from him because he believes there’s good in Silver

Don’t get me started on this kid and his kindness. Don’t. Get me started.

  • And he’s smart.

I don’t mean passing-his-finals-with-flying-colors oh-haha-that-was-a-total-seat-of-my-pants-test can’t-believe-I-pulled-through-with-a-B I-was-pulling-answers-out-of-my-ass kind of smart.

I mean completely, incredibly, off-the-charts, blow-your-mind brilliant. He might be failing his high school classes, but it’s certainly not due to the challenge; he doesn’t put any effort into his work because he just doesn’t care. I mean, we even hear Sarah state that he built his first solar surfer when he was eight. So let’s let that sink in for a second.

This kid 

was no older than that when he built one of these

Just let that sit a minute. He built one of those gizmos 

when he was eight fucking years old. Hell, I’m not one hundred percent sure I understand them now, and he was eight and he understood them so well he could make them. (Sure, he ultimately uses it to cause trouble and ride straight into restricted areas, but it still makes him pretty brainy.) 

And not to mention, when Silver tries to teach him how to steer a skiff, he doesn’t even let the guy finish his sentence before he starts powering it up. Despite the other’s best attempts to stop him, Jim ignites the engine and sends them whirling straight into a comet. He fucking steers a boat - with limited knowledge, considering Silver didn’t get a chance to teach him everything - he steers a boat into a comet, and rides that comet to its end and does it without ever missing a beat, without ever throwing himself or his companion out of the boat, without ever messing up or getting hurt or hurting Silver or anything, just gets the hang of it right off the bat.

And at the end of it, all Silver says is, “If I could maneuver a skiff like that when I was your age, they’d be bowing in the streets when I walked by today!” 

Oh, and did I mention he powers up a century-old crashed boat in sixty seconds? No? Well, he did that, too.

Oh, and he also made another solar surfer, this time at fifteen, out of the useless parts of their failing ship while the planet explodes around them.

And, when said surfer begins failing, threatening to send him plummeting to his death in a raging river of lava bubbling and frothing beneath him, he keeps it going - literally rams it into the wall, striking it against the metal surface until enough friction occurs to power the thrusters again, and he does this all in the space of thirty seconds.

Oh, and he figured out where Flint’s trove was hidden before anyone else, just based on the fragmented bits and pieces he’d picked up from other people

And did I mention yet that he was the only one who could open the map leading to the planet? 

There were people thirty and forty years his senior trying to figure it out

and he figures it out in seconds

  • And he’s brave

Remember when he casually faced down a whole crew of pirates three and four times over, all in the space of twenty-four hours? 

And how about the fact that he refuses, at great risk to himself, to open the map for the pirates - until Silver threatens the captain and the doctor? 

Or when he’s fixing that hundred-year-old boat we discussed earlier, and tells BEN to leave without him if he can’t get away in the next five minutes? 

Oh, and when the star Pellucid goes supernova on their voyage and the hands are sent to secure the solar sails, not only does Jim immediately ascend, no hesitation

he also spots Silver, who followed him there, fall from his perch, and literally fucking throws himself down onto the wood and hauls the cook - who, to be honest, has a good hundred pounds on Jim and probably almost took the kid down with him, and definitely dragged the kid closer to the edge than would be advised - back up to safety. 

And later in the film, he receives an order from the captain to scout ahead and find them a better place to hide - and even though the pirates were spotted seconds earlier, circling the skies in a longboat, Jim expresses no hesitation, simply obeys.

And, oh, uh, you remember that solar surfer we talked about earlier, the one he constructed as the planet bursts into flames and burns down around him? 

Yeah, here he is riding it through the fires and eruptions and random debris, here he is casually risking his life to save everyone else, most of them being pirates who would have loved to see him dead.

Yep, don’t mind him, he’s just saving everyone else. He might die doing it, but damn, he’s doing it anyway.

But wait. I did promise to discuss his flaws as well, and, so far, I haven’t been making good on that promise, have I? 

Fear not, for Jim Hawkins is far from perfect and it’s time for us to explore the reasons why.

  • He’s impulsive

While most readily refer to this as a “Mary Sue trait” and “not really a flaw” , I can’t help but disagree; if we consider it an undesirable trait in a real person, why on earth would we think it little more than a cute quirk in a fictional character? Believe me when I say, Jim’s consistent failure to think before he acts is not a charming little thing - it’s a flaw, plain and simple. 

For all Jim’s kindness, for all his bravery and unfailing ability to think fast on his feet, he is impulsive as all hell.

Like when he, in his first meeting with Silver, throws out several thinly-veiled accusations - showing his cards, playing his whole hand right off the bat on the off chance that his opponent might show his, too. 

Unsurprisingly, of course, Silver does not rise to the bait - meaning Jim revealed everything to the man who will later become his enemy, in a sense losing the only advantage he really held, whereas Silver lost nothing and now has additional information to help him on his way. And all this could have been avoided had Jim just kept his mouth shut. 

And that time when he attempted to eavesdrop on a couple of the other hands cause he thought they were acting suspicious 

But it’s not long before they notice him and immediately shut up - meaning Jim has now given his suspicions away to four different people, four people whom he suspects. (Five, if you count Oxy and Moron as two.)

Or how about when they find that map we talked about earlier, and when he opens it up and realizes it leads to Treasure Planet, his first thought is to follow it? Like, this could be anything. A trap, a red herring, a fool’s errand, and Jim just throws himself headlong into it because look there’s a slim chance it could be treasure let’s go right now! 

I mean, there’s just no room for doubt: Jim is super impulsive, and that’s not a good quality to have. Sure, it gets shit done, but cautious people get shit done too, and they probably get it done better because they’re not making snap decisions every 2.5 seconds.

  • And Jim is selfish

Sure, we all love him. Well, some of you hate him, and some of you love to hate him, but the sentiment stands; we all love Jim, but you can’t love somebody for too long without noticing his flaws. And Jim has his flaws. 

And it’s especially obvious in scenes like this 

where we see that Jim was just out on a joyride while his mother visibly struggles to run the inn by herself. 

It’s obvious he uses that solar surfing hobby to escape, to distract him from his problems after a tough day, but this, in turn, suggests that he feels his problems at the moment are more important than Sarah’s, and so puts himself before his mother.

And he makes things harder on her than probably anyone else in her life, going out and getting in trouble all the time and bringing the police to her door 

Not only is this probably really bad for business, it’s also likely embarrassing and obviously upsetting for poor Sarah - yet Jim offers no apology, offers almost nothing beyond the words, “Mom, it’s no big deal!”  

And when they open the map and realize where it leads, Jim jumps on the chance to leave Sarah

Not just their lonely little planet, but Sarah, he wants to leave her. And though his intentions here are honorable (”We could rebuild the Benbow a hundred times over!” / “I’ll make you proud!”) it still fails to completely sugarcoat the fact that he left her there, lured away by the promise of adventure. 

Because Jim is selfish. 

  • He’s touchy, and defiant as all hell.

Sure, this is a flaw. Sure, it’s not a great quality to have. Sure, it holds him back more than anything, and it probably gets him in more trouble than it’s worth - but I still tip my hat to Disney for introducing this flaw at all. It has been proven in the past that children with absentee parents - particularly boys with neglectful fathers -  tend to become obstinate teens with no regard for authority, and I’m just so proud of them for doing their research on that one. 

Admittedly, however, this quality does cause him more trouble than it’s worth. I mean, he makes himself an enemy out of the scariest alien aboard in the first five minutes, all because he has to have the last word.

As a matter of fact, when I think about it, Jim has single-handedly gotten on the bad side of every one of these pirates on board this ship, with the obvious exception of Silver, and he does it all because he is just that feisty.

On the other hand, however, his pluck is the first thing Silver notices - and likes - about him. It’s obvious that while the pirate captain plans to work the spunk out of him, he can’t help but respect it, too.

Like, for instance, on Treasure Planet, when Jim refuses to allow Silver to leave without him 

there’s an instant where Silver looks like he’s about to argue 

and he could, he could just hold the captain, the doctor, or even BEN at gunpoint, and chances are, Jim would likely obey just to spare those he cares for. Despite the fact that Silver is clearly the one in power here, he gives into Jim’s demands - because, even if he doesn’t like it, Jim’s defiance is something he can respect. They may be enemies now, but Silver recognizes and respects that Jim makes a worthy enemy.

  • And let’s not forget that he’s stubborn.

Seriously, once he’s found something to fight for, he’ll fight for that, and he’ll get it, no matter what it takes, and there’s nobody in the world that can change his mind. If he gets it in his head that he wants to do something, if he gets it in his head that he should do something, he’ll do it, no matter what. 

And in some cases, this isn’t necessarily a bad thing. It means he has a strong sense of right and wrong and knows the difference between the two, and will do what he believes to be right, regardless of what other people say. He has a moral code, and a strong one, at that, and he rarely deviates from it. And this is actually a good thing when, say, there’s a treasure-hunting pirate captain attempting to bribe him into betraying the captain and the doctor and handing over the map. 

And, when this fails and Silver resorts to trying to frighten him into submission, the kid doesn’t even blink. He can’t be bought, and he sure as hell can’t be intimidated. 

Of course, this isn’t always a good quality to have; while it does make him more resistant to tactics such as temptation, it also makes him inflexible and, in some cases, extremely resistant to change, even when that change would be for the better. 

But that iron will has another advantage. 

  • It makes him hardworking.

Whether it’s as trivial as swabbing the deck, or as enormous as seeking out a legendary treasure trove, if Jim sees the point in a task - if he sees, for himself, why it’s worthy of his time - he will put his all into it, no questions asked. So though most would call him a delinquent, and while the robo-cops on Montressor outright tell him that he is a loser

Jim is actually extremely industrious and capable - he just doesn’t always show it. But it’s there, if you know how to look.

Like when Silver leaves him with this huge pile of dishes in the galley

and he just picks up his brush and keeps right on going 

and in fact, is so determined to finish up that damn stack that he ends up falling asleep in the galley, head resting on the pot in his hand

but the dishes around him are gleaming.

Or how about when he was failing at school at the beginning of the film, and by the end, he has graduated from the prestigious Interstellar Academy? 

Can you imagine how much work it must have taken to get himself into that Academy? I mean, how long did it take for him to pull those grades up, to convince others he was really serious about this, and can you imagine how much work it took to get through the Academy once he got there? But Jim got there anyway, and he did graduate, and he did do all that amazing stuff, and he did it because he works hard. 

Oh and remember

  • He was lost

Though by the end of the film Jim is high-spirited and confident, we know from the beginning that it wasn’t always so. His father’s absence left a hole in him, a hole he felt it was too big to fill - a hole that left him feeling worthless and rejected, it left him feeling angry and defeated, and it left him thinking he wasn’t good enough. It left him with a strong, deep-seated fear of abandonment, and more than that, it left him searching - searching and searching and never quite finding the missing piece he so desperately needed. 

Jim felt he had no future; Jim felt he wasn’t worth a future; Jim didn’t really know where he was going, and that’s the kind of relatability I’ve come to expect from Dreamworks. I don’t go into a Disney film expecting to find real characters, so this came as a pleasant surprise.

And something else I’ll probably never get over

  • Jim is sensitive 

So, this one actually sounds funny. I mean, I just said earlier how selfish Jim is, right? How he’s always putting himself before Sarah? Yeah. That whole argument still stands. It’s just that Jim isn’t all selfish, all the time. Can he be selfish? Yes. Extremely. Is he selfish? Sometimes. But he’s also, as mentioned before, a genuinely nice person. A person with honest empathy. His instances of self-absorption don’t cancel that out.

Now, while most define a sensitive person as “one who understands and feels for others” - and while Jim certainly does that, too - we’ve already tackled that. We’ve talked about Jim as a compassionate and thoughtful individual, and I’m not here to talk about it again, though I could.

No, there are drawbacks to feeling for others, and I’m here to talk about them.

I mean, Jim cares about other people - Jim feels deeply for people, deeply enough to welcome complete strangers into his house and offer lonely individuals a place at his side, Jim just feels for people even if he’s never experienced their hardships for himself. And if he can feel so strongly for strangers, if he can look upon a person he hardly knows and want to help ease their pain, if his heart squeezes upon seeing others’ suffering, how much do you think it hurts when he experiences his own? 

His father, for example. An indifferent, neglectful parent, the heartache they cause, it would sting even the most impervious - but for somebody as thin-skinned and tender-hearted as Jim, it absolutely devastates him. And when the man finally gives up on his family, leaving behind his wife and their eight-year-old, it just tears the kid apart.

As a matter of fact, it hurts Jim so deeply that it takes him seven years just to realize that it wasn’t his fault, or anyone’s; his father’s rejection caused him so much pain that he is well into his adolescence before he can even begin to accept that he’s gone.

But this isn’t just one instance; it’s not merely a festering childhood wound, no. Jim takes the slightest slip-up straight to heart - and upon believing he caused Mr. Arrow’s death, he spends what appears to be hours beating himself up for this perceived failure. 

And ultimately, he might have continued indefinitely had Silver not intervened and comforted him.

And of course, less than twenty-four hours later, Silver tells his bloodthirsty crew - and, unwittingly, an eavesdropping Jim - that his attentions were all for show, that he had to be nice to the kid to keep him from suspecting the crew of anything shady, he had to win the lad’s trust or risk his suspicion…and Jim really believes it, and, in fact, is so hurt, that he appears to take a moment to swallow back tears. 

Jim is just so easy to hurt. 

And to be honest, it’s great; it makes his empathy for others more believable - after all, if his own wounds have left such obvious marks, who’s to say another’s tribulations won’t win over his sensitive heart? 

And, hey, hey, don’t forget

  • He’s just a kid

I mean, he’s doing all this awesome shit, he’s building solar surfers

 and saving lives

and working his ass off and being super kind and impulsive and defiant and selfish and everything, he’s doing all this, and he’s only fifteen years old. Like. He’s fifteen. He’s not even an adult yet. He’s not even of legal age. He’s just casually amazing at fifteen, but what do you think he’ll be like in five years, ten years, twenty?

As Silver says, he really is going to rattle the stars.

Now let’s review before we go: 

  • Jim is kind.
  • Jim is smart.
  • Jim is brave.
  • Jim is impulsive
  • Jim is selfish
  • Jim is touchy and defiant as all hell.
  • Jim is stubborn
  • Jim is hardworking.
  • Jim was lost.
  • Jim is sensitive
  • Jim is just a kid

Just please, for the love of all that is good and holy, don’t ever forget Jim Hawkins.

BTS when their s/o uses a night light and is embarrassed about it

Hello! First of all, your blog is amazing and your writing is beautiful! I was wondering if you could do a BTS react to their S/O being shy and embarrassed that she uses a night light. Like she would stay up late to turn in on and wake up early to turn it off so they wont know. Thank you and much love to your blog! 😁💙

Sorry you had to wait so long darling, thank you so much~~


 

JHope:

He wouldn’t mind the lights being on at night, he just wants you to sleep well and be happy in the mornings. He would be a little confused that you didn’t tell him about your night light though.

“You could have just asked me, love~ And by the way, I thought I was your sunshine, why can’t I be your night light?”

Originally posted by pjmjjk

 

Suga:

He needs his precious sleep! When he first woke up from the light, he would be a little bit annoyed and turn it off. The two of you would find a compromise- The lights stay on until your asleep, but after that he turns them off.

“Why the hell are the lights on…? What do you mean you can’t sleep without, your my s/o after all?”

Originally posted by jeonbase

Rapmonster:

 

He also wouldn’t mind your night light, but he would be a little disappointed when he first found out about it. Why didn’t you just tell him? However, he might accidently sweep it off the table when sleeping.

“Jagi I'm totally fine with it, but you can ju- Oh sh*t, I think I just broke it…”

Originally posted by fyeahbangtaned

Taehyung:

 

“Why is it so bright? Is Jesus visiting us? Is it already morning?”

-you tell him you turned on the night light-

“You can’t sleep without a light on? Ahhh that’s so cute, come here squishyy~~ By the way, I know ways to make you so exhausted that you’ll sleep without a night light…”

(from Tae Tae to Taehyung in 0.1 seconds)

Originally posted by mvssmedia

Jungkook:

 

“(Y/N), why are you still awake? Your always staying up so late…”

When you tell him the reason for that, he’s so confused. Why would you keep this a secret from him when he already knew you were a cute little fluffball?

“Next time just tell me, dummy. Go to sleep, we’ll let the night light on. And if it’s because your scared, don’t be, I’m there~”

Originally posted by officialwookkibby

 

Jin:

You actually woke him up while trying to turn on the night light. He just watched you, wondering if you did that often and how he didn’t notice. The next morning, he’ll talk about it with you. He has a light sleep and lights do bother him a little bit, so he’d try to make you hot milk with honey in the evenings as It’s known to help falling asleep fast.

Originally posted by theseoks

Jimin:

 

When he noticed your sleeping habit, he would ask you why you couldn’t sleep witout the light. He would prefer darkness while sleeping, but he wanted you to be comfortable. The next night, he would just try and snuggle up to you to prevent you from turning on the lights- maybe him cuddling with you would help even better.

“No, I won’t let you go. No, you can’t stand up either. Come on, just cuddle with me, sweetheart~”

Originally posted by bwipsul


 

Yay, finally I had time to finish this request~ I hope you like it!

Admin I

Drunken Kisses |Joe Sugg|

Summary -  Can you do one where y/n and joe have a really funny and drunk conversation, but like still sharing their love and exchange kisses and stuff?

Word Count - 2,049

Warnings - N/A


“Why can’t I have another shot?” Joe whined, reaching for the tiny glass that was perched on the edge of the table in front of him.

“Joe, you’ve had enough.” Caspar chuckled, standing up from his seat and prising the glass out of Joe’s grip.

“I only want one more.” Joe muttered, leaning against Caspar’s shoulder as Caspar rolled his eyes at his friend.

Joe was completely out of it; you were drunk but no way near as bad as Joe was. But this one of the many reasons you enjoyed visiting London, because it was a chance for you to let your hair down and enjoy yourself. Joe made the visit more enjoyable; you had to admit that to yourself.

“Y/N will give me another shot, won’t you?” Joe slurred, leaning over to you and draping his arm around your shoulder, eyeing up the glass you had in your hand.

Caspar gave you a look, knowing that Joe would be the one to pay for it and Caspar would have to be the one to look after him.

“Sorry, no can do. If looks could kill, Caspar would have put me six feet under.” You chuckled, your head swimming as the effects of the last couple of shots started to take effect.

“Please?” Joe begged as Caspar looked away from you both to talk to Conor.

Giggling to yourself, you handed him another shot before Joe downed it quickly before Caspar had the chance to look back.

Looking at Joe, you smiled to yourself. He was actually very cute when he was drunk. His eyes were brighter, his cheeks were flushed due to the alcohol and he just sat cuddling everyone, and these were just a few of the reasons why you loved him.

“Did you give him another one?” Caspar sighed, trying his hardest to suppress a smile. Caspar obviously wasn’t actually angry at you, though he did find it annoying when he had to baby sit Joe sometimes, but Joe also did it when Caspar was drunk so that makes things even between them.

“No, she didn’t!” Joe shouted in protest, lying down on the sofa and resting his head in your lap. “Don’t shout at Y/N!”

Caspar chuckled to himself and shook his head. “I am not shouting Joe, you are actually.”

You looked down at Joe who was staring back up at you, his eyes sparkling in the dim lights of the club.

“Hey.” He chuckled, his eyes fixed on yours.

“Hey.” You grinned, gently running your fingers through his hair. Sometimes it was hard to believe that you and Joe were just friends, you acted like you were in a relationship, flirting all of the time and laughing together, cuddling and watching movies.

It was amazing having a friend that you could do all of that with and not have anything that was overly complicated.

“You look really pretty.” Joe slurred, letting out a little hiccup.

“How much have you had to drink exactly?” you chuckled, shaking your head as you continued to play with his hair.

Since your eyes were fixed on Joe, and his on you, neither of you noticed Caspar and Conor staring at you, both with smiles on their faces.

“He’s always happy when Y/N is here.” Caspar told Conor, speaking loud enough that Conor could hear him over the music, but not so loud that you or Joe could hear. Not that you would, you were both too involved in your own conversation to notice that Caspar and Conor were talking about you both, and still staring.

“I know, he’s like a little puppy.” Conor chuckled, sipping the drink from his glass.

“Hopefully Y/N can look after him tonight instead of him bugging me. Joe just sits there laughing and cuddling anyone that sits near him. I’m praying it’s Y/N instead of me tonight.” Caspar told Conor, chuckling as he looked over at you and Joe again.

“Can you help me get him home?” You asked, looking as Caspar desperately as Joe was trying his hardest to climb into your lap.

“Carry me home!” Joe begged, giggling to himself.

“Come on mate.” Caspar chuckled, placing his glass on the table and saying goodbye to Conor, strolling over to you and picked Joe up off your lap with minimal effort.

You quickly hugged Conor and followed Caspar outside, who had now placed Joe firmly on the floor but he had pulled Joe’s arm around his neck.

The cold air of the night hit your face instantly and this actually helped the effects of the alcohol. For some strange reason, it made you sober up a little bit.

However, it didn’t have that same effect on Joe.

There were people outside, just as drunk as Joe as they were stumbling around laughing. The girls were struggling to stand upright in their heels and the guys were singing drunkenly to a song that sounded as if it was made up on the spot.

“I’m too short for this, you’re too tall!” Joe whined, trying his hardest to pull away from Caspar. “It’s hurting my arm to reach up this high.”

“Put his arm around me then, but stand on his other side.” You chuckled, trading places with Caspar as Joe wrapped his arm around your neck and Caspar took Joe’s arm in his hand just incase he decided to throw himself on the floor.

“I’m not even drunk, why are you carrying me?” Joe whined, his speech getting even more slurred.

“If you’re not drunk, stand up. On your own, and don’t fall over.” You chuckled, shaking your head at his denial.

“Fine!” Joe shouted, pulling his arm free from your neck and he tried to take a step forward but fell forward. He would have fallen on the floor if Caspar had let go of his arm.

“Come on.” You chuckled to yourself, trying helping Joe into a taxi. With great difficulty, Caspar was the one that actually got Joe into the taxi.

“How you feeling?” you asked Joe, resting your hand on his knee as his head was currently nuzzled into the crook of your neck.

“Fine, I’m not drunk. I promise.” He chuckled, looking up at you.

Even though it was cold outside as it was the middle of November, his face was still red from the alcohol and you felt the warmth of his skin against your neck. The heat of his skin caused goose bumps to travel down your arms and it sent shivers down your spine.

You had been this close to Joe before, obviously. You spent most nights cuddling him on the sofa when you visited London, but this felt different.

“You are drunk, don’t try denying it.” You chuckled, keeping your eyes on him. You didn’t know why your eyes were stuck to him, but you couldn’t tare your eyes away.

Caspar took note of this as well, as he had slid his phone out of his jacket pocket and had taken a snapchat of you both sitting extremely close.

“I’m not drunk!” Joe argued in protest, sitting up right. Joe’s raised voice caused some strange looks from the driver. Joe’s head was now resting on top of yours instead of on your shoulder, so now your face was nuzzled against his neck. Not that you could help it, but you inhaled deeply and the shivers down your spine returned as you smelt Joe’s aftershave.

You hardly noticed that you had actually pulled up outside of the boys flat until Caspar had pointed it out.

You quickly paid the driver before Caspar helped Joe into their flat after you’d opened the door and flicked the light switch on. Caspar sat Joe on the sofa, and handed him a bottle of water.

“Thanks Caspar.” You smiled at him, feeling more sober since you’d left the club.

“I’m gonna head to sleep, give me a shout if you need anything.” Caspar smiled, giving you a quick hug before heading to his room.

You sat next to Joe on the sofa and kicked off your heels as Joe held the bottle of water against his knee.

“Come on, you need to keep drinking.” You told him, moving his hand with the water bottle in back up to his lips.

“I’m not thirsty though.” Joe complained, leaning against your shoulder again.

“Well, drink that anyway and then we can put you in bed can’t we?” you chuckled brushing his hair out of his eyes.

“Fine.” Joe mumbled, drinking the rest of water while spilling some of it down his chin.

“Come here. You’re like a bloody child.” You chuckled, gently wiping his chin.

Joe eyes sparkled in the light as his eyes fixated on you.

“I’m so happy you’re here, Y/N. You honestly have no idea how much I’ve missed you.” Joe let out a deep sigh as he threw the plastic water bottle on the floor.

“I’ve missed you too.” You smiled slightly, lying on his chest as Joe wrapped his arm around your shoulders. Joe started to play with your fingers, humming to himself as he concentrated on your hand as you tangled your fingers with his. Just by touching his hand, it was as if electricity was flowing through you both.

You looked up at Joe, half expecting him to be staring into space, but no, he was staring right at you.

“What?” You asked, letting out a slightly nervous giggle. The way he was looking at you was causing butterflies to flutter around your stomach.

“Nothing.” Joe mumbled, the drunken smile suddenly fading from his face.

“Joe? What’s wrong?” You asked, shifting slightly on the sofa so were sat cross legged on the sofa.

“Just shut up for a second.” Joe muttered, sitting up straight and moving his hand to your waist before leaning in.

Leaning your forehead against his, you copied his actions and leant forward until finally your lips met. You shifted forward slightly until your legs were pressed against Joe’s. This was as close as you could get to him without actually being sat on him.

After a minute or so, you both pulled away and your face flushed as red as Joe’s did earlier, but your blushing was for a different reason other than the fact you had been drinking alcohol.

“Erm, so.” Joe chuckled, rubbing the back of his neck as he looked at you shyly.

“What was that for?” you asked, biting down on your bottom lip.

“I don’t know. I just-” Joe started before you leant forward and crashed your lips against his again.

“Ouch, for fuck sake Y/N.” Joe laughed as he pulled away, his bottom lip now having a small cut on the left side. “You practically head butted me.”

“Shit, sorry.” You chuckled. “I was going for such a romantic moment then.”

You stood up and went over to the sink, grabbing a cloth and holding it under the cold tap for a few seconds before sitting next to Joe again and holding the cloth against his lip.

“I didn’t mean to do that.” You told him, feeling guilty.

“I didn’t think you’d draw blood for our second kiss.” Joe chuckled, wiping the side of his mouth with the back of his hand. “Maybe our third.”

You rolled your eyes and chuckled to yourself.

“Third? There’s going to be another one?” You teased, nudging his arm with your elbow.

Joe chuckled and looked at you, his hand moving to your cheek.

“Definitely.” He mumbled, leaning forward and pressing his lips against yours again as your hands moved to his chest.

“Drunken kisses are my favourite.” Joe giggled as you pulled away from him and rested your head on his shoulder.

“Why’s that?” You asked.

“Because I know I’m still gonna remember this in the morning but I’m still gonna have that little buzz from being drunk. Best feeling.” Joe chuckled, shrugging his shoulders.

You chuckled quietly as you both lead down on the sofa, Joe’s arms still around you.

“I can’t be bothered with moving to bed, stay here and cuddle me.” Joe begged, his voice now sounding more tired than slurred.

Chuckling quietly, you both fell asleep tiredly in each others arms, the thought of those drunken kisses flowing through your mind.

BTS reaction to you singing ‘Beautiful’ to them

requested by anon

Seokjin

He would definitely join in with you an make the whole thing cheesy af.

“I want you to sing with all the passion you have!”

Originally posted by bwiseoks

Yoongi

He would secretly enjoy it, but hides this under a ton of “Stop this”.

“No really, you should stop.”

Originally posted by jeonbase

Namjoon

Joonie would be a little surprised at first, but he would enjoy your little performance for him.

“And you did this all for me?”

Originally posted by rapnamu

Hoseok

The drama is real with him; the singing, dancing, his gestures - just everything.

“Ah, what do you do to me? Do you want to shatter my poor heart?”

Originally posted by nycbtslover

Jimin

Jimin’s aegyo would rise up to an unfathomable amount and turn into the mochi he is.

“You’re way too cute~”

Originally posted by bts-jimin16

Taehyung

Tae would simply sit there with the biggest grin on his face, mouthing the words with you, completely mesmerised by you.

“I love you so much~”

Originally posted by ciutae

Jeongguk

Similar to Yoongi, but the reason why he would want you to stop was that he’s too embarrassed but deep down he enjoys the effort you put into this.

“Ah, why do you do this?”

Originally posted by darkfrinda

-the Admins

[Pentagon] Reaction to you stealing/wearing their hoodie

Jinho~  This adorable little guy will think that you are the cutest thing ever. Most of his sweaters are way too big, even on his small frame, so on you, it would look even bigger, and he would totally be head over heels for that look on you. He wouldn’t be the slightest bit upset that you were wearing his clothes, in fact, he would feel a swell of pride that you would want to wear his hoodies. That precious little smile of his would be plastered on his cute little face, unable to contain his excitement.


Hui~  Our precious leader would be just that, precious. He would find it so flattering that you would want to wear his things. He would notice rather quickly that what you had on was his, and would proceed to ask you about it. Is that mine? Why are you wearing this today? When you respond be saying that you wanted to feel closer to him by wearing his hoodie, or that it smells like him, he would laugh sweetly, somewhat embarrassed that you would say that, yet overjoyed at the fact that you feel that way about him.


Hongseok~  He would immediately know that you had his shirt on, there would be no mistaking that. He would smile knowingly, finding pride in the fact that you were wearing his clothes. But, the fact that you were in his shirt, would carry a different feeling for him as well. He wouldn’t even say a word, just gently slip his arms around you from behind, leaning his chin on your shoulder, sliding his hands into the pocket at the front of the hoodie. “You’re cute,” he would whisper quietly, letting his breath linger just a tad too long on your ear, “But I think it would look better on the floor..” If you know what I mean. ;)


Edawn~  When you show up in his hoodie, he would eventually take notice. It wouldn’t be instant acknowledgment, but he would notice soon enough. Although, once he does take notice, his reaction would be a calm one. He wouldn’t care much that you took his clothes without asking, nor would he mind that you were wearing it. He would simply smile to himself and continue on with whatever he was doing. If you asked him about it at all, he would just play it off cooly, simply telling you that his hoodie looked good on you. All while silently loving the fact that you wanted to share his things in the first place.


Shinwon~  He would immediately notice that the sweater you were wearing was his. He would whine about you wearing his things without asking or about how he was going to wear that today, when really he didn’t even notice it was missing from his closet. However, it would all be a front. He would actually think that you are the cutest thing ever, that you would want to share his things and be reminded of him. So he would just watch you, outwardly judging, yet inwardly approving of you taking his stuff.


Yeo One~  Changgu’s reaction would be kind of extra. He wouldn’t immediately realize that you were wearing his sweater, but he would soon enough. But boy when he does. He would throw his arms around you, saying how super cute you look wearing his clothes. He would be more than willing to keep sharing his things with you. He would quickly pull you along to his closest, allowing you to go through and pick our whatever you want. That white t-shirt that you loved so much? Sure thing. That cute sweater that he always wears when the two of you are just lounging around? All yours. Anything that would keep reminding you of him, was yours for the taking. He would practically push everything onto you.


Yanan~  Like Shinwon before him, he would quickly take notice that you were wearing his clothes. And like Shinwon again, he would whine about you taking it without asking and wearing his things. He is so sweet though and his whining wouldn’t last long, instead he would just let you go with it, thinking that it was cute of you to want to share his things. He would only really ask you “why”, only wanting to know the reasoning behind wanting to wear his things. Your answer would make his ears flush red, but his sweet smile would be plastered on his angelic face. He wouldn’t really say much else.


Yuto~  Oh which of the 32476 black hoodies did you grab? It’s so hard to tell, but he would somehow know. Probably the way that the fabric hangs off of your smaller frame. He would still ask though, just in case, “Is that mine?” When you nod shyly, he would quickly pull you into his signature bear hug, rocking you back and forth happily. He would think that you are literally the cutest person on the planet. Like, Yeo One, he would be more than willing to give you any piece of clothing that you wanted, even his favorite hoodie.


Kino~  Even though he would notice his sweater right away, he wouldn’t say much about it at all. He would let out a soft squeal before clinging to you cutely. His natural aegyo taking over to express just how he feels. He would smile brightly, enjoying the look of you in his clothes, thinking that you would look good in just about anything. He wouldn’t be the slightest bit upset that you wanted to wear his clothes. As a matter of fact, he would probably ask for something in exchange, that way he has something to remind him of you as well. It wouldn’t even have to be a piece of clothing, although having your smell with him would be ideal, just as long as it was something that was yours, he would appreciate it so much.


Wooseok~  It would take this giant ages to even realize that you had his hoodie on. I mean, how could he NOT notice right away? You would be absolutely swimming in this thing because somehow he manages to still find the only hoodies on the planet that would still give him sweater paws. So, after he finally realizes that what you are wearing is actually his, he would basically just scoop you up and snuggle you. Telling you awkwardly how super cute you are.


-Jessie

Not A Bad Day

Hey there so I’ve been around the fandom for a while but I haven’t really gotten into the fic writing. However, I was encouraged by some lovely friends - @sarasux and @inalandofmythandtimeofmagic i love you - to try it out so here we go. I found a prompt list and this is the one I used: “Our mutual friend invites us to go shopping with them and it’s kind of awkward and now you’re pushing them around the mall in a shopping cart and you’re both screaming like excited children and I’m paying the cashier and pretending I don’t know either of you.”



/This was stupid - this was stupidstupidstupid…/

Virgil is on fire. Not literally, of course - just his face. This couldn’t get any worse. Why did he even agree to go out today?

He pulls the hood on his hoodie over his head as he hears the sound of a cart getting louder behind him, followed by several whoops and cheers from the two guys he came in with. /Oh, that’s right/ he thinks as he glances surreptitiously to the side to mark their progress. Time seems to slow as his best friend Roman, who is in the cart, lets out an excited cheer directed at him, complete with arm waving as his other friend, Patton, pushes him along, laughing. /Because Roman asked me to and I can’t say no to him, EVER./

Yesterday, as Roman and Virgil were hanging out as they usually do, Ro had brought up the idea of inviting Patton out today in an attempt to bring Virgil out a little more, socially speaking. On a whim, because he wanted to spend time with Roman and was interested in this guy he’d heard so much about, he agreed, so now they’re all in a department store at the mall. This is the third or fourth store they’ve been to, and Roman and Patton have become progressively more infantile as the time passes. Virgil, to match, has been getting more and more anxious, no matter how cute - /No, they aren’t CUTE, they’re EMBARASSING, why did I agree to this./

“Friends of yours?” the cashier asks, bemused, watching them go past as he does. Virgil looks up at the handsome man who is scanning his purchase. He’s been in this line several times before, because he recognizes the dark hair and square glasses of the reason he uses this store. He was so distracted by the antics of the two dweebs he is trying to avoid, he hadn’t even recognized that he’d chosen this line again.

But to answer the question… He groans and puts his hand on his head, now for more than one reason, handing over his card. “I’ve never met either of them in my entire life.”

The cart squeals as it turns, barreling back the way it came to stop directly next to them. Virgil groans again. “Verge! Aren’t you ready yet?” Roman asks impatiently.

“Aw, Roman, don’t be so harsh,” Patton scolds him, smiling at Virgil, whose ears might spontaneously combust at any moment, and also at the well groomed character behind the counter. “We aren’t in any rush.”

Virgil looks at the cashier, who is laughing. “They must be mistaken. I really don’t know them at all. My name is actually Sherlock.”

“I am sure,” he says, handing back the card and the small bag with his new eyeshadow in it as Patton and Roman both gasp in mock offense. The cashier - Logan, his nametag reads, as if Virgil didn’t already know that - holds on to the bag for a little longer than necessary, brushing hands with his embarrassed customer. “Well, ‘Sherlock’,” he says, as Virgil discovers he was wrong about how red his face can go, “if you ever need a break from them, I’ve seen you here quite a few times, and I would not be adverse…” Logan pulls the receipt out of the machine and notes something on the back, quickly and neatly, then hands it over with a heart-stopping smile, “to showing you a good time without quite as many dramatics.”

Virgil stutters something, he isn’t sure what, taking the receipt and tripping over himself as he leaves, looking back over his shoulder several times. Patton and Roman are cooing at him as Ro clambers out of the buggy, slapping him on the back. Virgil looks down at the receipt clutched in his hand and smiles. Maybe today wasn’t such a bad idea, after all.

Was it really necessary? - Zach Dempsey

Originally posted by joeck

Request: Can you do an imagine with Zach where him and the reader (girl) get into a fight and she ignores him and goes to Bryces with all the other boys and gets high or drunk, which is totally unlike her, and she gets hurt somehow and Zach takes care of her and they make up, please?❤️

word count: 1614

Enjoy! 

“Why won’t you just talk to me Zach?” You asked scared. Your boyfriend, Zach Dempsey, wasn’t the type to get mad so when he acted like this you knew there was a big problem. The two of you decided to watch movies, at least you asked to watch a movie but he ignored you so you just went over to his place. There you found your boyfriend working out his anger on a punching bag. He ignored you for the first 40 minutes so you were confronted him, after another 20 minutes he suddenly started to speak.

“So now you’re interested in me again?” He said on an irritated tone. You were completely in the blue.

“Why wouldn’t I be interested in you?” you asked confused. There was no reason for your boyfriend to think you weren’t. You have had a couple occupied weeks but nothing for him to worry about.

“I didn’t hear from you for 2 weeks? You didn’t even mind talking for 10 minutes with me in the hallway y/n!” Oh so he was worried about you being unable to spent much time with him. The thing was you were a high class ballet dancer, so every time a competition came close you dropped everything that could take your mind of it and practiced like a maniac. You told Zach before how you became when there were games but this was the first time he really experienced it. It seemed like he underrated it.

“Really Zach this is about my ballet? I told you you didn’t need to worry about that!”

“No one spends so much time on sports. What is it? Are you seeing someone else behind my back?” Zach didn’t realised how much those words hurted you. He practically told you he suspected you cheating on him and he didn’t trust you. This exact same thing was the reason your previous boyfriend dumped you. All you wanted to do was be the first at every ballet competition but it seemed like no one understood it. When you met Zach you thought you finally met someone who understood your passion for sports but you were wrong. Tears started to stream down your face, the most important person in your life didn’t understand the most important thing in your life. It hurted, it hurted pretty bad. You started to gather your stuff.

“Where are you going? Your other boyfriend?”

“STOP! Stop it Zach. You have no idea how much you hurted me right now, you knew how heavy my ballet was, you knew it! I warend you a million times. and if you want to know I ended first, but it is not like you were bothered asking me. and for the record I love you, only you. Not like you are going to believe me since you don’t trust me.” you said before walking out. Even tho it was a short argument it was a pretty painful one. You supported Zach for every basketball game, why couldn’t he do the same? You were walking through the streets since you didn’t feel like going home. You didn’t want your parents to see you with your puffy eyes. They weren’t that fond of Zach so if they saw he hurted you they would go crazy. Suddenly you heard a car slow down next to you.

“Hey y/n! What are you doing here on your own?” It was Bryce Walker, probably on his way home.

“Just wandering around. You?”

“I was on my way home from a beer run, we’re having a little getting together. You want to join? You can invite Zach too, he didn’t answer my invite.”

“Or we don’t invite Zach.” You saw while you’re getting in the car. Bryce grinned.

“Alright or we don’t.” the two of you drove off to his house, the other guys were already in his pool house.  You sat yourself down in between Justin and Montgomery. They already seemed pretty drunk.

“Where’s your sidekick y/n?” Montgomery asked. He was your best friend since kindergarten. He knew every little thing about you and you knew every little thing about him. he helped you with your huge fear of failure and you helped him with his anger issues.

“I don’t know, probably looking up who my second boyfriend is.” You said while rolling your eyes. The more you thought about it the more frustrated you got. Where did he even found the confidence to ask you this? He knew you were the most loyal person in the world and still 2 weeks of ballet made him doubt you.  Montgomery looked at you with a shocked face.

“No he didn’t?”

“He did, but let’s not talk about it. I want to forget.” You said before opening the bottle of tequila and taking a huge gulp. Justin and Montgomery both looked at you with shocked expressions but they knew when you had your mind on something there was no stopping you so they let it go.

Zach’s POV

Zach was punching his bag a last time. How could he be so stupid. He accused y/n for cheating on him when he knew she was the kindest, most honest person he ever met. She didn’t deserve it, and he didn’t deserve her. When she told him she ended up first he felt so bad, he was so caught up in his own thoughts he didn’t even asked her. He knew she warned him but he didn’t expect her to be so occupied with it. y/n practiced before school hours and after school she drove right to the dance hall and continued to 11. The same routine for 2 weeks straight, no breaks. Deep down he felt a little proud under all his guilt. Never in his life did he met someone this determent, she made him a better person, she really did.

Zach stopped punching his bag, when he walked over to were his phone was he saw the thing was blowing up. It was full of snapchats and text from Bryce, Justin and even Alex? Were they trying to make you jealous for not coming to their little part? He opened the first one from Bryce but he wasn’t prepared for what he was going to see.

It was y/n, dancing on a table with a half empty bottle of tequila. He heard Bryce on the background telling someone the girl had some serious moves. What did he expect she was a professional dancer, the idiot. But what was more to his concern was her, this wasn’t like her? She drank sometimes yes but she never got drunk. Zach felt even more guilty. He made her want to forget and he was so mad at himself for doing that. He went through the other snapchat’s. They were all of the party, always with you on the front of background, drinking. When he came to the lasts, who were Alex’s, he saw everybody moved to the pool. He could see at y/n’s posture she was really wasted. He had to go pick her up, she couldn’t be there for another minute. The others boys wouldn’t take care of her and they would let her drink even more. So Zach jumped in his car and drove off to Bryce’s place.

 Back to general POV

You were totally gone. Everything was a blur and you could barely stand on your feet. The thing was you thought this was what everybody did to forget everything? Then why did your feelings feel more present than ever. You tried to stand up but you couldn’t, you were sitting at the edge of the pool alone. Some went home including your best friend Montgomery, some went back inside. You said you were going to meet them in a couple minutes. You didn’t had any power left to get up, your arm slipped and you collapsed into the pool. As much as you wanted to get out and breathe, you couldn’t. You were numb. But what was the deal of getting out? Was it really necessary, life? Suddenly you felt something jump in the water next to you, lifting you out and laying you on the grass. You just rolled over with your eyes closed, you were tired.  You hear a familiar voice screaming at you.

“y/n? Y/N! Wake up!” it was Zach, even tho he was mad he came to help you.

The other boys were running out of the poolhouse when they heard Zach scream. They were shocked by the scene they saw. They should have stayed with you. Zach kept shouting.

“No no no no, you’re alright, come on wake up.” You started to caugh but still kept your eyes closed.

“I-I’m f-fine Zach.”

“Oh thank god, I’m so sorry y/n really I shouldn’t have said those things. Never ever do this again. Dance as much you want but don’t drink this amount of alcohol never ever again.” You left out a drunk chuckle. Zach tried to make you sit up but he saw how hard that was for you, he picked you up bridal style while you putted your arms around his neck hiding your face in his neck.

He walked with you to his car when you whispered:

“I’m so sorry.” Zach felt so bad when he heard you say it because all of this was his fault. He was never going to let you get hurt ever again. He kissed your temple while he held you closer to his body. His little girl was laying in his arms, looking so vulnerable.

“I love you y/n” You let out a cute giggle, the ones that made Zach’s heart melt from the first times he heard it. It was the first time he told you and even tho you were drunk you would never forget this moment. You felt so happy inside but you were even more thankful that Zach came even tho he was mad, he saved you when no one else did. 

“I love you too Z.” and that was the last thing you remembered before falling asleep.

Hope you liked it, let me know what you think and thanks for reading! 

anonymous asked:

i know you already did shinee as professors but if you have time can you maybe do them as high school teachers too? thank you for this blog btw, it's so great!!

thank you so much, u lovely anon u! high school teachers are definitely a whole other ballgame for sure & taemkitten i know that you wanted to see shinee as high school teachers as well! 

korean kids call their teachers 쌤 (ssem) which is short for 선생님 (teacher) bc we literally shorten everything it’s ridiculous 

onew:

  • biology teacher 
  • students bring him chocolate chip cookies from the cafeteria and it makes him super happy (”thanks kids i’m gonna eat these when we’re not dissecting frogs”) 
  • he shares them with ot4 bc they always bring him wayyy too much 
  • the school installed a smartboard in his classroom and he absolutely hates it bc it sucks 
  • makes the dissection frog dance and frog juice dripped on him gross
  • mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell

jonghyun:

  • choir teacher 
  • when he’s conducting, waves his arms very enthusiastically so that he’s sweating by the end of the class
  • his extra credit is bringing a song that he’ll like that he hasn’t heard of and his students are always bringing in random shit 
  • when he puts in the earphones to see what they got for him he’s already singing along (students: daMMIT) 
  • they’ve even brought in like monk chanting and he knows it bc “you don’t think students haven’t tried this??? try again~ good luck~” 
  • kim-ssem is an unstoppable human jukebox 

key:

  • english language teacher 
  • begins class like “what’s up” and the class responds “nothing much”
  • uses a lot of pop culture in classes from a various of english-speaking countries and shows different music/films 
  • lip syncing to gaga when he shows one of her songs as a reference
  • has confiscated at least two cans of axe from boys (”i didn’t even know they had these in korea did you import these from america??”
  • the horror 
  • also supervises yearbook and his kids always make him pose with the best-dressed students and it’s become tradition now 

minho:

  • physics teacher 
  • his coffee mug says students’ tears 
  • believes in practical application which is why they’re on the roof dropping eggs in parachute contraptions 
  • everyone calls him coach even if they’re not on his soccer team(s) 
  • sometimes they fly paper airplanes off the roof too and once he got in trouble but like … it’s still physics so now he’ll bs a lesson plan before they go out and fly airplanes
  • beat the system o ya 

taemin:

  • physical education teacher 
  • merongs at minho all the time (minho: you might be the gym teacher but i’m forever coach!!!) 
  • likes watching the kiddos play dodgeball and yells excitedly when someone dodges well / or hits someone
  • convinced the school board to get a giant jungle gym thing that you have to wear a harness and everything to scale 
  • just really wanted to play on it 
  • no one actually gave him apples so he buys himself apples and eats them during class

ot5:

  • they all eat lunch together and talk about their classes which is too cute by e
Why I love Loki

A lot of people asked me why I love Loki, so I’ll put here my reasons

• he is dressing in green
• i love g r e e n
• his hair is so fabulous
• damn those eyes
• his way of wanting to rule earth
• he is so cute when he wants to do that
• did i mention his hair
• actually his back-story of being adopted from jotunheim
• him loving reading
• i love guys who read • i love when the autocorrect writes ,,Loli" instead of ,,Loki" and i fight with it until it gives up
• Loli oh my god

• i actually like how every writer on tumblr is portraying him • he is the one of a kind, mysterious, beautiful, full of surprises • he is Loki of Asgard and he is burdened with glorious purpose

yeah we all love grantaire’s paint-stained-everything aesthetic but what about:

  • graphic designer R who brings his laptop everywhere
  • he’s got this cute little drawing tablet for travel and a huge-ass cintiq in his crappy apartment
  • tried to ctrl-z something he did on paper once
  • prints out illustrations for jehan and joly to color
  • the reason why bahorel has so many cool t shirts
  • such an awkward nerd, he made les amis a website for enjolras’ birthday
  • ongoing bet with feuilly on which one of them would get the worst clients
  • designed marius and cosette’s wedding invitations
  • makes fake band/movie posters for courf’s room
  • photoshopped a group pic so everyone had bossuet’s face
  • has a tumblr where he takes requests, and will draw anything you want if you have the guts to ask for it off anon
How I Got A Little Robot

Pairing: tony x reader (platonic)

Request: anonymous asked: Can I request one where the reader is the typical girl next door? Shy, geeky glasses and no make up. She’s fresh out of high school and works as an assistant for the avengers. On her way in she overhears some workers make bets on who gets her first. She hurries to the lab shaken up and tells Tony. He goes into overprotective dad mode cause she’s only 18. He programs a suit to follow her around and fires the workers.

A/N: this is soooooo cute!!! It’s so fucking fluffy I’m gonna die. I so hate those people who talk about people in such way, because I have experienced it once and it really disturbs the person who was being talked about. Hope you like it!

Warning(s): sexual talk, swearing.

Word Count: 1530

Originally posted by all-about-that-fandoms

You had your breakfast hurriedly as you arranged all the files. Working with the avengers was very fun but the work that came with it, was not less. Being so young, they all looked after you and treated you like a sibling and not as an assistant.

You ran around your house getting each and every thing you would need for the day, the files, the pen drives, your backpack and other essential items. You quickly put on some moisturizer and sunscreen on your face, took a final glance at the watch and ran out of the house.

You fixed your glasses as you rode your bicycle through the roads. The warm, fresh breeze felt so pleasant against your skin and in your hair. A smile was plastered on your face before your phone rang, you quickly put in your Bluetooth head set and picked up the phone.

‘hey, sweetheart. Good morning.’ You could hear the smile in tony’s voice.

‘good morning, Mr. stark! I am on my way, I’ll be there in just two minutes.’ You paddled faster.

 ‘oh, it’s okay, kiddo. I just wanted to ask if you got the Israel file and did that little presentation thing.’ He asked.

‘yes, I did it and I got all the files.’ You replied. ‘see you at the towers.’

‘okay’ he hung up.

 You reached the towers and parked your bike. You corrected your backpack and made your way inside the facility. You were walking to the elevator before you were greeted by one of the usual young workers.

‘hey, (Y/n). how ya doin?’ he smiled.

‘oh, I’m good. Just in a bit of a rush, got a lot of work to do.’ you patted your bag and he nodded.

‘I will let you go if you answer this one question of mine.’ He crossed his arms and you furrowed your brows. ‘how do you look so pretty without any make up? and how do these glasses only add to it?’ he lightly tapped at your glasses and you took a step back. You chuckled awkwardly and rubbed the back of your neck.

‘you are just making fun of me, Richard. I’ll talk to you later, bye.’ You started to make your way to the elevator again.

‘bye, beautiful!’ he called after you and a heat rose to your cheeks. You were a rather shy person and such attention wasn’t something you were used to. You had almost got in the elevator before you remembered that you had forgotten your personal pen drive in the basket of your bike. You ran in the direction of the exit before you heard a murmur consisting of your name. you stopped and hid behind the wall. You weren’t the one to eavesdrop but someone was talking about you after all.

‘(y/n) is some fine piece of ass. I bet all of ya goons that imma get her first.’ An uneasy feeling seemed to have settled in your stomach when you heard this statement. To make it worse you recognised the voice to be Richard’s. you thought of him to be sweet, you could never tell he hid such bad motives under all that. You peeked and found two of his friends standing with him.

‘please, that girl is an easy one, ‘kay?’ the taller one said. ‘but I gotta say, she’s really fucking pretty. She’s one nice bunny.’ He crossed his arms and the other nodded in agreement.

‘ya know, I did a bit of research on her, turns out she never had a boyfriend.’ the guy you recalled as matt said.

‘ooh, virgin?’ the taller one asked with a sickening smirk and he nodded. ‘bet she’s a screamer.’

‘who screams your name to death.’ Richard added and they all started laughing. your heart started hammering against your chest, a lump had seemed to formed in your throat which wouldn’t go away. Sheer panic mixed with disgust and fear was what you felt. Not knowing what to do you dashed in the elevator and urgently pressed the button to the lab floor.

You were running to the lab when you crashed into tony. he stumbled back and let out a small chuckle.

‘gave you too much work, kiddo?’ he grinned. when you didn’t reply in your usual cheery voice and kept your gaze down, he got very concerned. ‘sweetie, you okay?’ he held your arms. You shook your head in a no. ‘what happened?’ he kept and arm around your shoulders and led you towards the lab.

‘the-the guys, Richard’s friends’ you tried to speak.

‘what about them? What did they do?’ he asked with anger evident in his voice. He sat you down and gave you a glass of water. You took a few sips before you were ready to speak.

‘they said such vulgar stuff about me, and made bets on who could get me first.’ You choked out disgusted. You looked at his face and could see and feel anger radiating out of him. he unclenched his jaw and sat beside you.

‘I’ll take care of those jerks, okay? You don’t have to worry about anything, they won’t know and will not trouble you again.’ He cooed and you nodded. He got up and made a call, he talked for a few minutes before nodding and sitting beside you again. ‘and those assholes are fired.’ He smiled and rubbed your back soothingly.

  ‘thank you, Mr. stark.’ You gave him a small smile. ‘thank you very much, you are very sweet.’

‘not more than you, cupcake’ he ruffled your hair and you chuckled. ‘you wanna go back home? Take a break?’ you shook your head in a no.

‘working here is awesome, I don’t ever need a break.’ You got up. ‘and here.’ You handed him the files and pen drive. He took them and kept them aside before turning to you.

‘if you see those low lives anywhere near you, you call me. promise?’ he looked you in the eyes.

‘promise.’ You replied.

The day ended quickly, and you didn’t see tony anywhere after that. When you asked Bruce he replied that tony was working on something in his lab and had asked for nobody to disturb him. you nodded understandingly and left.

You shuffled in your bed recalling the events of the day. Those comments had perturbed you a lot, you were disgusted and scared that they might find your address. But as the image of tony and his fatherly, caring words came to you, you had fallen asleep.

You were trying to find tony for you had to get some paper signed by him. you had entered the kitchen area when you spotted him with a toast in his mouth. He looked tired as he poured a green smoothie in a beer mug. You couldn’t help but chuckle. He snapped his head in your expression, almost losing the grip of his toast.

‘waw yew?’ he tried to speak with the toast still in his mouth, he took it out and kept it aside. ‘(y/n)! hey, sweetheart you’re okay, right? Nobody troubled you?’ he moved closer to you and you noticed the shadow under his eyes.

‘I am fine, sir. But I can’t be sure about you, you couldn’t sleep?’ you asked.

‘yes.’ he pointed and took a bite of his toast. ‘but for all the good reasons.’ He finished it and chugged his smoothie. ‘come, I gotta show you something.’ He smiled, grabbed your hand and took you to the lab.

‘what is it?’ you tilted your head. He stood you in the middle of the lab, instructing you not to move before he disappeared.

‘(y/n),’ he came back with and smiled at you. ‘welcome, your new constant companion.’ He announced and you furrowed your brows. ‘lil’ bot!’ he shouted and a little robot came wheeling near you.

‘nice to meet you, (y/n)’ it said in an adorable voice. You knelt near it and kept a hand on its round white head. you looked at tony with curious eyes.

‘this little robot is going to be following your everywhere now, if he senses any danger he will send signals and help will be there for you in no time.’ He explained and you blinked. ‘You like him?’ he looked at you hopefully.

‘wow.’ Was all that you could muster. ‘I can’t-‘

‘yes, you can.’ He sat beside you. ‘why don’t you name him?’

‘I am going to name him, Robin.’ You smiled at him and his digital eyes changed to pleased ones. It started moving in circles saying its name and you grinned.

‘that’s the reason I made him so cute, you know’ he tucked his hands under his head and leaned against the table. ‘he gotta match his cute owner.’ He smiled and you blushed.

‘thank you so much, Mr. Stark.’ You gave him a genuine smile. ‘I can’t thank you enough for all that you did for me.’

‘you don’t have to, kid.’ He looked at you. ‘you’re like my daughter.’ He muttered. You awkwardly held your arms up for a hug but he had his attention somewhere else. You cleared your throat and he furrowed his brows. ‘wh- oh!’ he hugged you and chuckled. ‘you’re adorable.’ He grinned.

who do you like? - Isaac Lahey one shot *fluff*

Originally posted by fearlesshadow

Summary: Sometimes, you just want to eat your breakfast in peace. That includes not having your crush interrogate you about your unremarkable love life. 

Pairing: Isaac Lahey x reader

Rating: Teen for mild swearing, kissing


“Who do you like?”

I looked up from my cereal, my next spoonful suspended in midair.

“Wha?” The sound came out muffled against my mouthful of Cap’n Crunch.

“Who do you like?” Isaac reiterated. “You know, like out of the guys.”

I narrowed my eyes in skepticism, alarmed by his sudden query.

“…why do you want to know?”

He shrugged. “I was just wondering.”

Isaac rhythmically tapped his fingers on the table, his other hand propping his head up. His eyes twinkled in curiosity.

I’d woken up not even ten minutes ago, barely managing to drag my groggy form out of bed. I wouldn’t have even left the warm, cushiony softness had it not been for my agonizing hunger. I just wanted some food, opting for a bowl of cereal instead of trying to assemble an actual meal. That’s the kind of simple, minimal-level effort I intended to exert this morning. And now Isaac was asking me questions and making me think. That counts as effort.

“I don’t like anyone,” I brushed off indifferently.

“Yes, you do,” Isaac rolled his eyes.

“Um, no, I don’t,” I protested.

I was lying through my teeth.

The truth is, I actually did like a boy, a rather tall boy with curly hair and soulful eyes. He was currently sitting across from me, interrogating me about other boys, completely oblivious to the fact that he was the only boy I ever thought about.

But Isaac Lahey was way too good for me and I’d accepted that fact a long time ago. I was just a human, a mere speck compared to him and all his werewolf powers and golden heart.

“I know for a fact that you like someone,” Isaac continued, still prodding into my nonexistent love life. “Why else would you have turned Aiden down last week?”

“Are you serious? The only reason Aiden even hit on me was to make Lydia jealous,” I scoffed. “They have their little games, you know?”

Isaac nodded thoughtfully. To be honest, I was surprised he even kept up with Aiden’s activities. He still hated his guts from the bike prank.

“Fine. Then what about that other guy, Marco? He asked you to prom and you said no.”

“Oh, yeah.” I chuckled. “Marco was cute.”

Isaac’s lip turned up slightly, resembling something between a grimace and a snarl. His shoulders also seemed to elevate with tension.

“If he’s so cute, then why did you reject him?” he grumbled. “Oh, I’ll tell you why. It’s because you like someone else.”

“Back up, Lahey. I rejected him because I don’t want to go to prom.”

With anyone but you, dummy.

“Well, why not? It could be fun. The theme sounds cool, Frozen and all. Plus, everyone else is going…”

“Are you going?” I interrupted, annoyed by his persistence.

Isaac frowned. “I’m not sure yet.”  

“Why not? It could be fun. The theme… something about Frozen…” I mocked, imitating him from earlier.

He grinned, shaking his head. “What, you don’t like Frozen?”

I sighed dramatically. “I can’t get into that right now.”

“Okay, then,” Isaac amusedly snorted. “So, why aren’t you going, then? Is it because you’re waiting for the guy you like to ask you instead?”

“No,” I whined. “I’m not waiting for anyone. I don’t like anyone. Besides, even if I did, they wouldn’t ask me.”

“What?” Isaac reeled back, affronted for some reason. “What are you talking about? Why not?”

“Why would they?” I mumbled quietly. However, Isaac’s werewolf hearing preceded me.

“[y/n], are you serious? You’re like the nicest person I’ve ever met,” Isaac said incredulously. Then, he looked down, following softly, “Plus, you’re really pretty.”

I choked on my cereal, feeling my cheeks turn crimson from embarrassment. Why did Isaac have to be so nice? He made it so hard to get over him.

“You don’t mean that,” I objected, flustered. “You’re just saying that because you’re my friend and you have to say it.”

“Okay, first of all, I don’t have to say anything. I don’t go around telling Lydia or Malia they’re pretty.” Isaac blushed. “And even if we weren’t friends, I’m still a guy.”

“So?”

So, I notice things. We all do. You should hear some of the things the pack says about you,” Isaac huffed, his fists clenching on the tabletop.

“What?” I piped. “You guys talk about me? Ugh, what did you say?”

My heart raced with anxiety. The other guys talked about me. And around Isaac, too. They probably all complained about my being annoying and useless, or maybe they all thought I was ugly and Isaac had agreed.

“Well, Scott thinks you have great legs. He won’t shut up about your legs.” My eyes widened into saucers. Well, that was unexpected. Especially since I always thought my features paled in comparison to Allison’s.

Isaac suddenly leaned back in his chair and looked down under the table. I was confused until I realized he was staring at my bare legs.

“Hey!” I giggled, kicking his sock-covered foot. “Stop that.”

He put his hands up defensively.

“Sorry, sorry, I had to.” Isaac smirked. “Stiles agrees, by the way. Stiles also said you had a nice ass.”

My jaw dropped involuntarily. “Seriously?”

“Oh yeah. And when we train, Derek even checks you out. That guy really appreciates a pair of yoga pants,” Isaac stated matter-of-factly.

“Oh my god.”

My head dropped pathetically into folded arms. While under, I heard the scuffle of chair legs against the wooden floor. Below, I saw Isaac’s knees appear next to mine.

“I don’t know even know what to say to that,” I groaned into my elbow, turning away from him.

“You wanna know what I said?”

“No?”

Isaac tapped my knee. I looked up at him, my breath catching when I realized his face was only inches away from mine.

“I told them all to stop,” he confessed. His eyes seemed bluer, more open than usual as they stared into mine.

“Why would you do that?” I whispered, not trusting my own voice. I wasn’t eager to hear him complain that he was sick of other people talking about me.

“Because,” Isaac began, using one large hand to sweep my hair over my shoulder, foiling my ploy to hide my face. “It makes me mad when they talk about you like that.”

My mouth suddenly felt really dry. His words, his touch–it was all too much. 

“Why?” I whimpered.

Isaac scooted his chair closer, gripping my knees and turning me towards him. I nervously wrung my hands together. Being this close to Isaac always made me jittery.

“Because I like you.”

I froze.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” I asked dumbly, not even trusting my senses at this point. If Isaac Lahey just said he liked me, then this was all a dream and pretty soon I would wake up, alone and frustrated.

Isaac merely chuckled, unfazed by my tactless response.

“It means I like you. It means I want us to be together.”

Fuck you, dream, you cruel bitch.

“I think this is a dream,” I blurted awkwardly. “A very vivid dream. Like, really lucid.”

Isaac leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest. He raised an eyebrow, smirking. “You dream of me often?”

“No…”

“Because that’d be really hot.”

I gulped. Dream Isaac was never this bold. My subconscious couldn’t have imagined this fire in his eyes even if it tried.  

“Wait, so this is real?”

“As real as it gets.”

“So… you really do like me?”

Isaac nodded. “However, you just told me you don’t like anyone, so I guess I need to try to change your mind. You know, court you, win you over, woo you…”

His words elicited a shiver that went up my spine, electrifying nerves all along my arms and legs. My body moved of its own accord, leaning in closer to Isaac.

“Oh? How are you going to do that?”

“I was thinking maybe I’d kiss you,” Isaac breathed, reaching over to cup my jaw, brushing my cheek with his thumb. He edged closer, his knees bumping into mine.

“Yeah, you could try that,” I murmured.

With that, my eyelids fluttered closed as Isaac’s pressed his lips to mine. He was soft, yet firm as he kneaded my mouth, stealing my breath as a gasp escaped me. I arched closer, tangling a fist into his curls and tugged. He moaned deeply in response, the vibrations prompting me to hum contentedly against his mouth. His lips were slightly sticky and tasted sweet from the waffles he’d consumed earlier. I couldn’t help when my tongue flicked out to absorb more of the taste, the action evoking Isaac to snake out his own.

He was so warm and so skilled, even more so that I’d imagined. I clung to his shoulder, gripping the material of his knit sweater as our tongues intermingled, teasing and tasting. Too enraptured in the kiss, I hadn’t even noticed the palm that was now rubbing my thigh, inching higher and higher.

I finally broke away, panting for air. We stared at each other as our chests heaved in unison. Isaac’s hand still rested on my thigh, mine still clasping his shoulder.

“Well, I definitely feel wooed,” I announced.

“Me too, actually.”

I laughed out loud, flushing at his compliment.

“Thanks for the support,” I joked. I looked down at his hand on my thigh and absentmindedly brushed my fingers along the back.

“Anytime.” I could hear the smile in his voice. I giggled in response and tangled my fingers with his.

“Oh crap, I almost forgot!”

I looked up at him, brows furrowed in confusion.

“What?”

Sitting up straight, he took my hand in both of his. He exhaled slowly and grinned mischievously. 

“Will you go to prom with me?”

I blinked, dumbfounded by his sudden proposition. Damn, all of this before 9 a.m.

“Isaac, I’d literally go anywhere with you.”

His grin disappeared, mouth parting slightly.

“Wow. I… yeah, same,” he shyly smiled, rubbing the back of his neck. “So, that’s a yes, then?”

I beamed at him. All I’d wanted from this day was a bowl of cereal, and I somehow ended up with the boy of my dreams. I’m so glad I slept for ten hours and woke up starving because I wouldn’t have come down for breakfast otherwise.

I grabbed the sides of Isaac’s face and tugged him forward, connecting his lips to mine. Pulling away, I rested my forehead against his, giddy and satisfied.

“It’s a yes.”