truly gentleman

aftertaste // stilinski twins

Summary: Y/N’s forced to deal with the consequences of her actions while her boyfriend, Stuart, is away for the summer

Requested: no, collab with @rememberstilinski

Characters: Stiles, Stuart & Y/N

Warning: yes, mature language, themes & smut


As soon as she stepped onto the driveway the sun started heating her skin, drowning her in warmth. Adjusting the two backpack straps around her shoulders, she reached into her back pocket for the list she had made the night before.

“You sure you have everything you need?” She asked as she reread the slightly crumbled piece of paper in her hand, marking off the little checklist she had made for her boyfriend one last time before helping him load his bags into the trunk.

The sun reflected off of the lenses of his thick rimmed glasses as a small smirk made its way onto his face.

“Babe-” Stuart groaned, a giggle following as he wrapped his arms around his girlfriend’s torso, resting his chin on her shoulder. “I said I’m good.” He assured her.

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Inhale, Exhale

| © spiderlingy |

     It was on a rainy Saturday night where you and Peter were cuddled against each other on his comfortable bed under the warm blankets, watching the usual old films in his small yet cozy dark room. 

     Your eyelashes fluttered against your own cheeks, your ears distinguishing the steady rhythm of the rain pattering against the window panes and the soft muffled voices emitting from the film. Your eyes lazily trailed from the film to the glowing streaks of water on the window glass. Peter ran his hand gently through your hair, the thick strands slipping through his fingers like silk. You tilted your head up to admire his facial features, your eyes momentarily getting deeply lost in his, with the light from the television shining on his handsome face.

     “What?” Peter inquired with a sleepy grin, his drowsy lids fluttering like the majestic wings of a butterfly.

     “Nothing, I’m just really glad to have you, Peter Parker.” You sighed in content, gazing at him longingly. 

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A/N: The Tom Holland Royalty!AU with a bit of Fairytale aspects thrown in.

Part 2

Excitement was coursing through the air as the royal messengers announced in the surrounding villages that the King and Queen were organizing a festival lasting three days. It wasn’t specifically mentioned, but the townspeople knew that Prince Thomas has yet to find a wife. They believed that his parents had set this up so he might talk with a few princesses that were invited.

The royal family was very closed off from the villages, excluding the King and Queen. Neither Prince Thomas nor his younger brothers have set foot outside the castle boundaries due to what had happened to the neighboring kingdom’s princess all those years ago. She had been curious and wandered out of the castle. Her parents searched every end of their kingdom, but could never find her. It had been years since, so the princess would have been Prince Thomas’s age.

The villagers gathered around the messenger and began discussing what they might wear or, among the younger girls, what Prince Thomas might look like. You, on the other hand, had no time to even see the messenger. If you were anyone else in the village, you might have been pondering over what gown to wear while seeing the royal family, but you were a poor orphan.

Without a penny to your name, you found yourself stuck in the town that didn’t seem to want you. They whispered terrible things about why you had no parents. You had been called a bastard child by a few drunken men. You were reminded of your lack of position, wealth, husband, and worth daily in the town. As you grew older, you were too beautiful to be ignored, yet with no dowry to offer any suitors, you remained an unmarried maiden.

As the messenger announced the shocking news, you were cleaning the house that had paid for your service. They offered you a little money and a place in their servant quarters for you. The family who lived there were not as cruel as the townspeople could be to you, but they knew the importance of reputation in the town. Even the other servants didn’t willingly talk to you, in fear that someone would see.

You had heard about the festival from the other servants. They weren’t talking to you, but you could hear them as you cleaned the floors. Most of them didn’t plan on actually going since they didn’t have a fancy gown or anything like that. After they left, you were alone with your fantasies of dancing under the colorful decorations at night. A beautiful gown adorned your frame, making people forget of your reputation.

Of course, the fantasy ended. You could never get a dress in time. Even if you did, you were sure that people would be embarrassed by just being in your presence. You always had some sort of dirt on your face, no matter how many times you washed it during the day. Your hair didn’t shine like the young girls in the village. Taking care of a house had taken its toll on you.

The first day of the festival seemed like every other day. You woke up before dawn to start your duties and made sure to kept your head down when you walked through the village. All the women of the town were preparing for a magical night under the stars while the men were working so their women could afford to dress and perhaps catch the royal family’s eye. Despite the distraction, some townspeople still took it upon themselves to remind you of your place in society by whispering among each other.

Each whisper made you curl up slightly more into yourself, until you could barely see where you were going. You just wanted to get back to the house and hide away. As you hastily turned a corner, you ran into an elderly woman and tumbled onto the ground, getting more dirt on yourself. “I’m very sorry, ma’am,” you immediately apologized. 

“It’s fine, child,” the woman replied with a shaky voice. She waited until you were on your feet to ask, “Shouldn’t you be preparing for the festival?”

You offered a small smile. “I’m not going. I haven’t got a dress and I’d make a fool of myself if I showed up.”

The old woman’s eyes held a mysterious glint in them and she smirked knowingly. “I wouldn’t be so sure. One must remain optimistic in these troubling times. No one knows when their life could be turned upside down.” With that, she excused herself, ignoring your confused glance. You turned around to look at the unfamiliar woman again, but she had disappeared in the crowd.

By the time you were done with your tasks of the day, you were alone in the house. The family had left a little while ago for the festival while the servants had gone back home. You entered the little servant quarters you got to call your own and almost screamed at the sight. Hanging by the window was the most spectacular dress, suited for a noble woman. It glimmered in the moonlight and you hesitantly prodded it, wondering if you were hallucinating.

The dress fit perfectly and was made of silk. Woman in the town would die for a silk dress. When you looked in the grimy mirror in the room, you couldn’t help but notice that wearing the dress had made the dirt on your body disappear. It was like you had a proper bath with soaps that you couldn’t even imagine. You could barely recognize yourself. 

After putting on the slippers that came with the mysterious dress, you heard a slight commotion from outside. You left the house from the front door to see a carriage stopped. The man complimented you on your outfit and hurried you in the carriage since you were “already late”. You were in an absolute daze, thinking that you must be dreaming. All you knew is that you didn’t want this dream to end.

Even before the mysterious girl appeared, Tom was utterly enamored with the festival. He was shielded his whole life due to the missing princess and he was taking advantage of the brief freedom he was granted. He loved socializing with the townspeople, enjoying the pleasant conversation that rarely happened in the castle. Wanting to interact with as many people as he could, Tom couldn’t stay still. That is, until he saw you.

You, in a stunning gown illuminated by the lights, had made Tom stop in his spot, gazing at you with wide eyes. He found himself slipping out of his cloak, displaying his family’s coat of arms. For some reason, he didn’t want you to know him as the prince just yet. There were two other days for those sort of details. Without another thought, Tom approached you effortlessly and asked politely, “Miss, might I be so fortunate to steal a dance from you?”

After years of being the dregs of society, you graciously met the man’s outreached hand and allowed yourself to be led out to dance. At first, you were nervous to dance, but if you were truly awful, the handsome gentleman didn’t appear to notice. “I do apologize if I’m not very good at dancing,” you mentioned with a slight smile.

“I don’t mind at all,” he answered without hesitation, “I’m willing to dance if that means I can be in your presence for the night.” 

“If I don’t find someone that interests me more.” You had no idea where this coy behavior had come from, but you relaxed at the man’s laugh.

“I can assure you that I’m rather interesting.”

“Then, interest me.”

You and the man danced for hours, while talking. For some reason, certain girls were glaring at their direction, but you ignored them, not wanting to even consider that they knew who you actually were. The handsome stranger surprised you with his charm and wit, since the attractive men in your town rarely had any intelligence to talk about anything substantial. He, on the other hand, kept you laughing, which had been foreign to you lately.

The festival was meant to go on well into the night, but you saw the clock and knew if you didn’t leave now, you would be too tired to properly perform your duties. Despite your wish to act like the noblewoman that you knew you weren’t and dance with the gentleman until the first night of the festival ended, you couldn’t lose the job you had. When the man left to receive a drink for you, you subtly left the festival in the carriage that brought you.

Leaving almost made you mourn the life you could never possess, but you reassured yourself that there were two more nights. Two more nights to enjoy yourself before going back to your tragic reality. Still, you thought about the handsome stranger that you had danced with. You forgot to ask for his name, but you also didn’t want to reveal yours, in case he found out who you really were.

Tom managed to find two glasses of wine and returned to the table where he left you. To his surprise, you weren’t there. You hadn’t given the impression that you were leaving so early in the night. Perhaps you were visiting the garderobe and would be back soon. Tom took a sip of his wine as the minutes passed by. He considered asking if anyone knew you when he realized that he hadn’t even asked you for your name.

After his father had found him, still sitting at that very table, Tom put his cloak back on, as his father had asked him to, and resumed socializing. Although he still found excitement from talking to people, he couldn’t get you, the woman who spoke vividly to him without knowing his place in society, out of his head.

A Man Walks Into a Bar...

Requested by: Anon
Request: The team goes out for drinks or for someone’s birthday. Gibbs and reader’s relationship is still a secret and a guy starts hitting on reader and Gibbs gets all possessive and jealous!
A/N: Enjoy!
xoxo, Rainey

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anonymous asked:

Honestly, in a modern AU Monty is 42849274% a theatre kid. And percy is doing orchestra for the show and like what if that's how they met and percy goes in like dreading it bc like he was always told theatre kids were obnoxious and they totally are but there's this one that's really cute and actually kinda funny and they become best friends and on show night he brings monty flowers with a note attached asking him out.

anon this is perfect you should write a fic or i will because this is the CUTEST and most accurate thing i have ever had the pleasure to read 

anonymous asked:

Can you please write number 12 from February prompt with Raphael? Hope it's bot too late. Thank you very much 😘

Raphael Santiago - “Take my jacket, it’s cold outside”

Drops of rain were rolling down the window. Flashes of lightning brightened the sky once every few minutes. The sound of thunder overpowered the soft music playing in the background.

You couldn’t remember the last time you had seen an old turntable, but you had to admit that what they said was true. You had never heard jazz music sounding as beautifully as it sounded right now.

“Would you like to stay tonight?” Raphael cocked his head while his hand played with his wine glass. His other arm was draped around your shoulders and he smiled a lazy smile when you looked up at him.

“I wish I could…” You licked your lips. You had learned to ignore the smell of blood. Just like you had learned that Raphael Santiago was truly the gentleman he had pretended to be when you had first met him. “My mom kills me when I don’t come home. She’s not as fond of you as I am, I’m afraid.” You took a deep breath. “Not that I’m looking forward to end up soaked, but that’s a different story.”

“I’m sorry that I’m not a warlock, love.” Raphael spoke softly, his voice barely a whisper and his finger played with a strand of your hair. “I could have portaled you home.”

“Don’t be sorry about not being a warlock.” You pushed yourself up a little and placed your hand on his chest. “You’re amazing just the way you are. You don’t have to be another species, you don’t need to be another gender, you don’t need to have a different sexuality. You are who you are and I love you because of that.”

“Sometimes I wonder how I ended up deserving you.” Raphael stood up from his seat and held out his hand to help you to stand up too. “How someone like you can see me in such a different light as the rest of the world.”

You smiled and your cheeks started to blush. “You, Raphael Santiago, deserve the world and even more.” You cocked your head and the back of your hand touched his cheek. “It’s a pity that’s something I can’t give you.” The smile on your face faded, but Raphael cupped your face and pressed a soft kiss to your lips.

“You are my world and by giving me you you give me all I’ll ever need.” He stepped back again and for a long moment the two of you just stared at each other.

The clock was however ticking, the hands slowly moving closer and closer towards your curfew.

“I’m sorry that I can’t stay for the night.” You shrugged your shoulders and stepped back.

“There is no need to feel sorry for me. I just wanted to offer you a warm bed instead of the cold rain.” Raphael smiled at you and you couldn’t help smiling back. “I will bring you home, if you don’t mind and here, take my jacket, it’s cold outside.” He grabbed one of his expensive, but warm, jackets and helped you to put it on.

“Thanks, but you don’t need to go through the rain just to bring me home.” You shook your head, but Raphael already opened the door and he placed a hand on your lower back while he guided you outside.

“There is no chance of me letting you travel home on your own when the weather is like this.”

anonymous asked:

I met a guy and he preached on having a relationship with me, did all the bf stuff, spoke on religion frequently(bible scriptures and all) and portrayed himself as a true gentleman. But truly he just wanted to have sex, and when he got what he wanted he acted all rude. So I told him off and burned that bridge. Five months later (today) he texted me an apology and I'm reluctant to answer. So if you were me in this situation would you answer or keeping on moving?

I would leave him on read or send him a pic of u flourishing nd tell him to fuck off.

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A sluggard’s appetite is never filled, but the desires of the diligent are fully satisfied

Proverbs 13:4

Derek Morgan Prompt Request

This was requested by anon: 138. “Are you cold?” with Derek Morgan? I hope you all enjoy!

Word Count: 207

Warning: fluff

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You sat close to Derek, hoping his body heat would help warm you up.  Not wearing a jacket was a big mistake.  You were trying to focus on the task at hand, but you were starting to shiver.  If only you could turn on the car and warm up, but that wasn’t an option.

“Are you cold [Y/N],” Derek wondered as he set down the binoculars.  He peered over at you, scanning his eyes down your frame.  He could see the goosebumps on your arms.  You were even starting to tremble a little bit.

“I’m fine,” you fibbed.  “We’ve got a job to do.  We should get back to doing it.”

“Well you can’t do your job if you’re too cold,” Derek reasoned as he shifted in his seat.  He shrugged off his jacket, offering it to you.

You took the jacket politely from the agent, slipping it over your shoulders.  “Thank you Derek,” you smiled, hugging the jacket against your body.  “You truly are a gentleman.”

“Just looking out for you babygirl.”  Derek glanced over at you, mimicking your smile.

Being Derek’s partner had more than one perk.  Not only was he always looking out for you, but he seemed to genuinely care about you.

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The Flirty Drunk (Paramedic AU Mingyu) Pt2

Originally posted by fuckyeahmingyu

Part 1

Type: Fluff 

Request: Can you please please please write a part 2 to that mingyu paramedic au?? It’s so so cute i die for fluff omg

Can you please write a sequel for a flirty drunk where they’re in the hospital and she’s sobered up and he stays back to check on her and give her his number and maybe cherry lollipops where it’s like a year or two into the future and he finally calls or something like that. I love your writing and thank you if you do this request.

You woke up the next morning with a harsh headache as you looked around. You could smell the overly strong smell of the sanitized room around you as you went to stand up, you hissed as a tingle came through your body as you looked down at your ankle. “Hey drunky” you hear as you looked up to see a man there “you might not remember me. But you called me sexy many times last night” he spoke as you felt your body warm. “Mingyu” he says as you nod. “Your friend is on the way then. So you’ll be able to head home then” he continues. 

“I didn’t do anything too dumb last night did I?” you asked him as he chuckles “you fell out of your heels and flirted” he told you as he sat your bag down onto the table beside the bag. “Do you really think I’m sexy?” he asks as your eyes went wide “I mean you’re not ugly by any means” you say as he smiles “here” he passed you a piece of paper “it’s my number and I would like you to call me at some point” he told you as you nodded. “And also” he says holding up two different things. A green and red lollipop “which one do you want?” he asked you as you laughed lightly “the red” you tell him as he made a sound “it’s my favorite” he says as he opens it. “But since you’re cute, you can have it” he told you with a wink as he offers it to your mouth and you opened and took the sweet treat into your mouth. 


“It was probably the weirdest run I have ever been on” Mingyu said as he leaned on his hand. You had been invtied to his place for dinner, you had brought out a bottle of wine and 30 minutes later you and Mingyu had been deep in conversation about you lives. “I had never understood frat houses would do some of these dumb things. Why would someone willingly get branded with a frat label that they might not join?” he asks as you shrug laughing. “What did you do? You’re in a sorority” he asks. You took a big sip from your glass as you sighed “you’re gonna think I’m a slut or something” you say as he raises a brow.

“Alright so I had to take pictures of one of the boys in the brother house’s well-” you gesture to his pants as his jaw dropped. “I picked the most willing guy. Seungcheol but like the rule was he had to be…standing at attention. If you know what I mean” you finish as he started laughing. “That’s great” he says as you smiled “he’s kind of my friend now” you say as he nodded. “I haven’t talk to many of them though. That night was the first night I went to a party in like a year” you say as he smiles. 


Withing the night you found yourself in a heavy kiss with the paramedic who made sure you weren’t drunk this time and you promised him that you weren’t which then led to the two of you spending the night in his bed. He was truly gentleman it wasn’t something you were exactly used to and the best part was he didn’t make a lame joke or anything about the sex. 

When you woke up in the morning his arm was wrapped tightly around your body as he slept. You simply smiled as you cuddled into him more and he just seemed to pull you even closer in his sleep. You hoped this one would last and you wouldn’t have to go back to the drunk college boys you spent your nights partying with. 

His Best Friend’s Sister

Summary: Steve has a crush on Sam Wilson’s younger sister but he doesn’t know if he should make a move

Pairings: Steve Rogers X Reader

Word Count: 1,802

Warnings: Nope

A/N: This was requested by @cassandranoir . Hope you like this sweetheart, please tell me what you think ❤️ 

Originally posted by marvelimaginesyesplease

Ever since the week that Sam introduced everyone to his younger sister, Y/N, Steve couldn’t get her out of his mind. Everything about her was mesmerizing, starting with the way her eyes would gleam in the sunlight to the way she walked so confidently. He would often run into her as she would visit her brother and they would catch up and click each time. But Steve knew about the unspoken rule of ‘not dating your friend’s sister’ and he also knew that Sam was very protective of her. Which is why it took him so long to bring her around. But that didn’t mean he couldn’t enjoy her company, so he made sure whenever she was in the building her would grab her a cup of coffee and have a small conversation with her.

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Dating Jin would include:

.. OH boy where should I start.
..first thing first, food is obviously as important as your love in this relationship, and you are still having trouble accepting that.
..but who cares food is magical anyways. many gifts omg, like he would come back from tour and spam you with super Mario pillows like “look we can match!!”
..“yes Jin you are beautiful I told you that 5 times today already”.
..when you visit him at the dorm, you’ll forget who is your boyfriend and end up in a gaming session with jimin and taehyung.
..and he would stand at the door offended like how can you neglect this princess.
..but would end up watching you screaming your head at the screen like am I seriously dating this monstrous kitten.
..but late night punishment is inevitable.
..“Jin is that your purse or mine?”
..“jagiya the one with the pink ribbon is mine”
..those shoulders make you lick your lips like why so broad I am a poor soul. So you end up creeping your palms through them like YAAS.
..and he would be annoyed, I am trying to cook here please. you end up jumping on to his back all the way till dinner is served.
..don’t wonder why your makeup always keeps disappearing because he probably likes your baby pink lip gloss. can’t help but think how can his lips be so plump while kissing thinking he probably feels like he is kissing a wet paper.
..he would always zone out during practice and after getting called like 5 times he would snap from his daydream and smile when asked what was he zoning about.
..his confidence would boost 10000 times more after dating you because you mean the world to him.
..if he is ever having trouble he will just withdraw from his dorm and come snuggle in your neck like please kiss me. it turns into a passionate makeout session and a million I love you’s.
..he would lock himself in the kitchen intensely preparing you a Jin exclusive chocolate cake.
..and his face would light up when you moan in goodness.
..back hugs that makes your heart melt. He just knows you had a bad day so he showers you with kisses.
..Jin is truly a gentleman. He would treat you like his princesse because you are and he would rather getting hurt than to see you sad. He is that type of man.

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gerardwayslips  asked:

What's your favorite Headcannon? Favorite AU?

My favorite headcanon is Dark being very gentle when he wishes to be. Like he’s always so cold and distant but he can truly be an actual gentleman, not just sweet talk and fake promises. When he truly cares, you get rare smiles out of him, gentle touches, kind words. He has Mark as a sort of host after all, the man has an incredibly big heart and I believe Dark would be susceptible to caring for someone, even if it is  incredibly rare. 

My favorite au has gotta be the tiny cecaelia au until now! It’s so cute, although dragon au’s are a close second and then the assistant au, i love them all honestly (at least from mine, because I really, really like your mafia au dude like seriously) 

anonymous asked:

Can you please do a request where josh and you are getting to know each other and definitely like eachother but shortly free he had to leave for tour again so he eventually invites you to join him for a week and the he asks you if you're ready to make it official?

I’m sorry that it took me a little bit, but I hope you like it! And sorry, if some things aren’t the exact way you requested them. But thank you! :)


Getting to know each other

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Triggers: None (at least I think so, if not please tell me!)


You met Josh at a party one of your close friends invited you to. At first, you were a little skeptical about him. Of course, you knew that he was a part of the upcoming band called „Twenty One Pilots“. And you expected him to be at least a little bit arrogant since he was somewhat a celebrity.

So as soon as Josh introduced himself to you, you anticipated him to be cocky and full of himself. He was probably used to get all kind of attention from women so you wouldn’t have been surprised if he made somewhat of a move on you. But this didn’t happen.

Instead, Josh was a truly a gentleman. He introduced himself as „Josh“ the friend of Tom, not as „Josh“ the drummer of Twenty One Pilots. Actually, he didn’t even bring his band up, only as he told you funny stories about being on tour with Tyler and the other members of the crew. Josh was genuine and a great guy to talk to. So as the night came to an end, you didn’t hesitate to give him your number, as he asked for it.

Now, a little over a week later, Josh asked you if you wanted to grab a coffee with him, at a little café. The two of you stayed in contact the whole time, messaging and talking on the phone occasionally. But you haven’t had time to properly meet again because you were busy with work.

It wasn’t hard for you to spot the bright yellow hair at one of the booths in the far back, where you could talk without being interrupted by the other loud customers who waited in line. To your surprise, you saw that Josh already ordered the drinks.

„(Y/N), Hi! I already ordered, since I was a little early, I got you a cappuccino with extra caramel syrup, that was it or not..?“

You couldn’t help but to grin, somewhat along the party, Josh asked you what your favorite order at a café was, and he remembered it perfectly.

„You’re right, thank you very much! How much do I owe you?“

As you heard him say, that it was on him, you slid into the bank opposite of him. Even if you wanted to argue about him paying for you, you knew that it would be pointless. Josh and you met only a few days ago and you already had the feeling of knowing him more than a lifetime. It just clicked with the two of you.

„So, how is it going for you? Everything alright with your co-worker or does he keep on annoying you?“ Josh smirked.

„Daniel is just an idiot, really. My boss told him to start working properly and he didn’t listen. Now I have to work twice as much because he got himself fired.“ You couldn’t help but pout. „But actually, I already did all of that, now that I think of it.“

Josh laughed. „Wow, maybe I should start working properly too! I wouldn’t want Tyler to throw me out of the band since I wouldn’t know what to do then. Literally.“

„What do you mean?“

„I wouldn’t want to work at a record store again. And since I didn’t go to college, my work options are very limited, you know?“ He chuckled lightly.

„Wait, what? You didn’t go to college?“ You couldn’t hide your astonishment. In no way were you meaning to be rude, but Josh took your outburst not so well. He got all defensive.

„I’m sorry that I don’t have a degree like you or anyone else for that matter.“ Josh looked away, being mad and slightly embarrassed.

As soon as you noticed your mistake, you took his hand in your own and forced him to look to you again. „I didn’t mean this in any bad way, I was just really surprised, that’s all. To be honest, I kind of envy you. You’re living your dream and didn’t spend many years at college, for a degree that you don’t even use. I’d love to be able to experience this, too. Actually, I majored in literature and where do I work now? At a little clothing store down the street. I don’t even know if I wanna do anything with literature for the rest of my life. But you knew what you wanted to do and you took any chance to get to your dream, even if it meant to take risks.“

Josh just looked at you. Completely amazed. He didn’t know what to say, what to answer. It took him some seconds to get your little monolog in. „I-… You’re literally the first person who told me that. Everyone said how dumb I am for throwing my chance at a good and save future away.“

„Well then, I’m glad to be the first, even if I think that the others are complete idiots.“ You smiled at him, still holding his hand. It felt nice and frighteningly comfortable. Like you’re used to it. What is happening to you? You never experienced those kinds of feelings that fast. You didn’t even know Josh that long!

„(Y/N), actually I wanted to meet with you because I had something to tell you.“ Just hearing those words, made your heart drop into your stomach. There never comes something good out of these kinds of messages.

„You know that Tyler and I tour a lot, and we’re actually leaving Columbus in less than a week again. For several months.“

There it was. You couldn’t help the pang in your heart. It was too good to be true, he’s gonna leave and forget about you.
You didn’t say anything, not because you didn’t want to but because you didn’t know what to say. You never had to experience this kind of situation before. What were you two gonna do? It’s not that you’re actually dating or anything like it, for that matter. Hell, you just met! But that didn’t stop you from falling hard for the yellow-haired drummer.

„I know this sucks. If I could, I would stay here… I really like you,(Y/N), even if we just met.“

You smiled sadly at him, squeezing his hand lightly. „I really like you too, Josh“

„I- okay screw this, I know this sounds absolutely crazy, but do you wanna join? Like, go on tour with me? Even just for a week! I can’t stand the thought of leaving you so suddenly when we are just getting to know each other.“

You were even more speechless than before. Going on tour with him? Like actually touring? That sounded so crazy. But what sounded even crazier, was your answer.

„You’re right, this is crazy… But yes? I wanna go on tour with you?“ Never did you think that you would even consider something like this. Leave everything behind and join some boy you met a few days ago on tour? Like actually touring? You are crazy. But it was Josh, and if you liked it or not, the first time the two of you talked it instantly clicked. You already felt so comfortable around him, which you weren’t even with some of your long-known friends. If you wanted to give this a chance, you had no other choice.

Josh grinned, practically from ear to ear. „Really?“

You nodded, grinning as well. This whole situation was so unreal, you couldn’t believe it.

Before you could even register what was about to happen, Josh put his one hand on your neck and kissed your cheek. „Thank you so much!“

You felt your blood rush to your cheeks. How on earth could you fall so easily and hard for this boy, who was sitting right across from you?

A week has passed and you were currently watching the third show of the boys. Tyler took his wife Jenna with him, who you got along really well. The two of you were watching them perform while talking.

„I’m really glad that Josh met you. He’s doing a lot better now and that’s all because of you. I’m sure he hasn’t told you all of that, but he was single a long time, because normally the girls he was interested in, weren’t so supportive with the band and touring. So he actually gave up on meeting someone, until he saw you.“

You felt your cheeks reddening, as Jenna assumed that the two of you were official. Sure, you both acted like a couple and confessed your liking to each other, but Josh hasn’t made any move for making it official.

„We’re not- Josh and I aren’t together.“

Jenna looked at you like you were crazy. „Please don’t tell me that Josh hasn’t asked you out yet? He’s such an idiot, really.“

You just shrugged, not sure of what you should answer. Hell, you weren’t even sure that he really likes you.

„I need to talk with him, or with Tyler so he talks to him. I’m sure that he already thinks of you as his girlfriend, he probably only forgot to properly ask you.“

„Please, don’t do that, Jenna! He probably has his reasons, why he wouldn’t want to make it official.“ You practically begged her. It would be so awkward if she asked Josh, why he hasn’t asked you out yet. Josh would assume that you asked her to do it and then everything would be over.

„Pfft, he’s head over heels for you, the only reason why he hasn’t made any move yet, is because his dumb head forgot it. Don’t panic, everything’s gonna be alright.“ Jenna smiled at you, which you eventually returned.

The two of you watched the rest of the concert in silence. Jenna watching her husband perform, while you watched Josh drum his heart out. You couldn’t help but stare, seeing him living his dream made your heart flutter. You hoped that Jenna was right because at this point there was no way you could deny your feelings for the yellow-haired boy any longer.

After the concert was over and Josh tackled you in one bone-crushing hug, ignoring the fact that he was a sweating mess, you noticed how Jenna and Mark silently talked while casually glancing in your direction. She wouldn’t…? Oh no.

„Hey, Josh! The others wondered if you and your girlfriend wanted to hang out later, at one of the busses.“ Mark looked at you, trying his best to hide his grin but failing terribly.

„Yeah, why not? You don’t have a problem with that, right (Y/N)?“ You just nodded your head, accepting the offer silently. Why didn’t he correct Marks assumption?

Just as you wanted to ask him yourself, because you couldn’t wait any longer, Josh noticed his little ‚mistake‘.

„Wait- Oh god, I’m sorry.“ Even if you didn’t understand why exactly he was excusing himself, it wasn’t like he hurt your feelings or so, your heart fluttered again because Josh was actually blushing. Probably because of embarrassment. But nevertheless was it cute.

„Don’t say sorry, it’s no problem.“ You gave him a reassuring smile, hoping that he would take the hint and finally ask you. 

But nope. Josh just kissed your cheek and told you that he was going to take a quick shower before you two meet the others.

As you wanted to go to the bus, where you were staying at, you heard Josh calling for you. „Wait (Y/N)! I forgot something!“

You turned around, looking expectingly at him. „What?“

„I- err,“ He took a deep breath, before answering your question. „Do you wanna be my girlfriend?“

You couldn’t believe your ears. Was he serious?

„I’m sorry that it took me Mark’s assumptions to finally ask you, but to be honest I already thought of you as my girl, so… I don’t know why I didn’t ask you sooner.“

As you heard him, you couldn’t help but chuckle. „Good to know that you already claimed me as yours, before I even knew it.“

Josh looked at you, shrugging lightly while smiling like the cute idiot that he is. „So, you wanna be mine officially?“

„Yes, I’d love that, you dork.“ And with that, you leaned in to kiss him. Just as your lips touched, you heard Jenna scream.

„Yes! Finally! Took you long enough, Josh!”

The two of you burst out laughing. Now, the yellow-haired drummer was finally yours, and you wouldn’t want to change that for anything in the world.

ask : ❝ 2P! england relationship headcanons. ❞

1. he is so kind, honestly.

2. although, he does have insecurities of his own.

3. so … he might come off as unsure or even fearful in a relationship.

4. with that being said, he would need his s/o to comfort him often.

5. but, for all his troubles, he would make it up to her.

6. usually, with small gifts or baked goods.

7. he would love to go out of his way for his s/o.

8. talk about romance! he may not be that experienced but he tries.

9. dates galore. he would take her out nearly every night.

10. truly, he is a gentleman and would always respect his s/o.