Harry hadn’t meant to forget her birthday. He was always
really good at remembering important dates, her birthday, graduation, doctor
appointments, everything and anything. But for some reason he slipped and
assumed it was next week, his days were all thrown off. He hadn’t noticed until
nine pm, the whole day she didn’t mention it.
She didn’t mention it in the morning when he said he was
going to be out, she didn’t mention it when she asked him if he would come home
for dinner, she didn’t mention it when he called to say he was going to show up
later than expected. She just didn’t say anything, and Harry felt like an ass.
It wasn’t like Harry even went to work, no, he went out with
Mitch and Kendall Jenner. The three had spent the day shopping, grabbing lunch,
and shopping some more. They laughed, hung out, and Harry had invited them back
to the house. He texted Y/N to let them know that they would have company, and
she still didn’t mention it. She just stated that she was going to bed and
asked for them to clean up.
“Is Y/N going to join us for a drink?” Mitch asked, sitting
in the living room.
“No, she’s in bed,” Harry said, handing them a beer.
He sits on the couch, crossing his legs and slumping into
the cushions, “oh I love her,” Kendall smiled, “but she should come down and
The three keep talking, until Mitch says something making
Harry toss his head back and laugh. They hadn’t realized how loud they were
being until Y/N walked downstairs, rubbing her eyes. Her hair was a mess, a
silk robe hiding her body from all of them. She yawned, peaking at the clock,
it was one am.
“Let’s go to a club!” Kendall says, smiling, “oh Y/N! You’re
up! You can join us!”
“Hi baby,” Harry smiled, standing and walking towards her,
kissing her softly.
“Hi,” Y/N smiled, “how was your day out?”
“It was so fun, you should’ve joined us,” Harry says, “I
“I missed you too,” she says, leaning into him and yawning.
“Did you go out with your family or something?” Mitch asked.
“No I just watched some telly,” Y/N says, walking over to
pick up the empty beer cans, none of them seemed drunk and she was thankful.
Kendall gasped, “you stayed in and watched TV on your
birthday instead of coming out with us, I’m offended,” she says.
Harry freezes, the smile on his face dropping, all the
excitement he felt vanished. It was now one am, meaning yesterday, the whole
day he spent with his friends and not Y/N was her birthday. He hadn’t said
happy birthday to her, he hadn’t spent a single hour with her, he didn’t make her
breakfast or watch a movie with her, he had forgotten.
“I’m not a big fan of celebrating birthdays,” Y/N says,
walking to the kitchen, “but you guys go on ahead to the club. I’m going to
head back to bed.”
Kendall frowned, “okay, but can I take you out for lunch on
Friday?” she asked.
“Of course,” Y/N smiled, walking back into the common room
and hugging her, “I’ll call you.”
“Happy birthday,” Mitch says, hugging her.
Y/N giggled, hugging him back. She loved Mitch, but he
always sounded to bored and tired. Kendall tucked her hair behind her ear, “are
you coming Harry?”
“You can go if you want,” Y/N says sweetly, fixing her robe.
Harry shakes his head, and it’s evident to everyone in the
room that he’s upset. Kendall nods, not pushing it and says her goodbye’s,
Mitch following behind her. Harry runs a hand through his hair, looking at Y/N
who sits on the couch.
“I am so sorry,” Harry whispered, “I’m so stupid, I didn’t-I
don’t even know how I let it happen.”
“It’s okay,” Y/N giggled as he sat next to her, “I just did
laundry and ate some food, nothing wild. You know I hate celebrating my
“Still,” Harry frowned, “I went out all day. I’m a shit
“You’re not, we all make mistakes Harry, and it’s not like
we had plans,” Y/N says, leaning her head on his shoulder.
“But it’s your birthday,” Harry whispered, kissing the top
of her head, “I didn’t make you breakfast or anything.”
“It’s alright, I promise,” Y/N squeezes his hand, “how about
tomorrow it’s just us. You can cook me brunch, we can lay in the pool, watch
movies, and just relax.”
“Yeah, of course, I’m so sorry-“
“Harry it’s okay,” she sits up, smiling at him, “really. We
spent the last two weeks together and you have a life outside of us, we didn’t
make plans, I don’t like celebrating, I’m not upset, I promise you.”
“Okay,” Harry sighed.
Y/N stands, holding his hand, “now will you please come
upstairs and let me be the small spoon for once,” Y/N asked, tugging him up.
“Fine, only ‘cause I forgot your birthday,” Harry said.
It was late. He had come in hours ago, already tired. Dropped his transformation and flopped onto her bed. He didn’t even check to see if there were people in her room, that’s how tired he was. His father had him go from school, to fencing, and then to back to back photoshoots. He just dropped onto her bed and was out like a light.
If Marinette had not been in the room, she never would have known he was even there.
With a soft smile, she walked over to him. “My sleepy little model.”
She shifted him so that she could lift the blanket on her bed. She then proceeded to roll him under the blanket and tuck him in. She placed a kiss to his forehead. “Goodnight.”
As she pulled away and stood up, he reached out and grabbed her arm. “Mari…”
“But you couldn’t help me tuck you on…”
“Tired…” He pulled at her. “Stay.”
She pulled away from him. “I can’t. I have to finish my homework.”
He shook his head. “No. I’ll do it for you before I go, just sleep now.”
She sighed. “Fine… But you better do it too, my grades aren’t suffering just because you wanted to be cuddled.”
He nodded as she slipped into the bed with him. “You’re lucky I love you.”
He pulled her closer. “The luckiest.”
He woke up hours later, no longer tired. He poked Marinette. “Mari?” He whispered.
“Go to sleep.”
She reached over and kissed him on the forehead. “Sleep Adrien.”
He pouted “But you missed.”
She sighed and kissed his nose. “No more. Sleep.”
He frowned, but he knew by her tone that she was serious. He decided that he was too.
He began to fidget.
He itched and twitched and moved while she tried to sleep.
“Stop moving.” She whined.
“I can’t sleep.”
He smirked. “My girlfriend won’t kiss me goodnight.”
She was quiet as he waited for her response. He wondered if she would finally do it, when he felt a hand on his arm.
Did she just?
“Did you just hit me?” He rubbed his stinging arm.
“Yes. Now go to sleep.”
He sat up, offended. “I’m afraid I can’t.”
“You’ve wounded not only my skin, but my honor as well.”
“Oh, so now you’re Prince Zuko? I’m too tired.”
“And now you’ve offended the best character ever created. You must pay!”
Before she could understand what he was saying, he began to tickle her.
She shrieked. “ADRIEN NO!” her giggles filled the room.
“Say sorry and I’ll stop. And you have to promise to give me a proper goodnight kiss. Only then will I stop.”
She spoke between laughs. “Why… would I… say sorry to… an over… glorified… hot pocket?”
He gasped and his tickles became more vicious. “How dare you?” He loved Zuko because he could relate to him the most, Absent mother, unloving father, a group of friends who used to dislike him, someone close to him that doesn’t understand him and hates his friends (Oops, too sad for this short fic), but he knew Mari was joking.
Doesn’t mean he has to let up.
“Say sorry, Beautiful.”
“Never!” With a random burst of energy came her defense.
Soon, they were both tickling each other.
“Adrien, stop! I want to go to sleep!”
“Surrender to the terms then!”
And on it went
“How do her parents not know? They’re so loud!”
Tikki giggled. “They know, they just think they’re cute.”
The cat kwami was confused. “How do you know?”
“I’m not always in her room, Plagg. Sometimes she needs privacy. Sometimes I need more cookies.”
“So you just roam around whenever you want?”
She side eyed him. “Are you saying that you don’t?
“It’s different, Adrien’s house is huge but empty. I can go through 20 rooms, not repeat a room, and still never run into anyone other than Adrien. If you go into 5, you’ve run into the whole family.”
He smiled. He knew he was right. “It’s weird how you’re supposed to be the good luck, but I’m the one who’s always right.”
“Shhh. Your chosen is trying to sleep.”
“She’s having a tickle fight…”
“About trying to sleep.”
Marinette grinned. She had flipped their positions so she was the one looking down at him. “Pinned ya.”
He pushed up against her hands. “You’re still not going to sleep until my demands have been met.”
She pouted. “You’d really keep me from sleeping?”
“Aaahhh! Not the Big Eyes. Mari, stop.”
“Then let me sleep.”
“No! I must be strong.” He closed his eyes so he couldn’t see her face. “For Zuko!” He found some strength and flipped them over.
“I’m starting to think you like him more than you love me. Besides, Katara is clearly the best character. She’s the only one who doesn’t let her emotions rule her. She does what she needs to do, not what she wants. No matter how much it hurts her.”
“Mhmm. Well, you can be the Katara to my Zuko. A perfect match.”
She stared up at him, wide eyed, and whispered, “Zutara Shipper! The unholiest of ships. I cannot believe…”
He stopped and got off of her. “You just dissed my OTP. Mari how could you? I thought you loved me!”
She just looked at him. “Adrien come back to bed.”
“No. I’m hurting.”
“… I’m sorry.”
She sighed. “I’m sorry for insulting your OTP, I know it was wrong and I won’t do it again, I promise, just come to bed.”
He slowly got back into the bed. “Still not going to sleep.”
“Adrien please? I’m tired…”
“I’m sorry for insulting Zuko. I know how you love him.”
He smiled and laid back down. She curled herself around him.
He looked at her, hair loose and falling into her face. She looked so beautiful he didn’t know what to do. So he told her.
She blushed. “Shut up and go to sleep.”
“Will you ever let me be the big spoon?”
“You’re a few years too late for that, cutie. Besides, you like being held.”
“Are you going to let me go to sleep now?”
He pretended to think. “You still didn’t meet one of my demands. I want a proper goodnight kiss. I can’t sleep without it, and neither will you.” A loud yawn escaped him, and she knew he was going to be asleep within 10 minutes whether she kissed him or not.
Doesn’t mean she didn’t want to do it anyways.
She giggled and kissed him gently, before pulling back. “That’s all you get. Goodnight.”
When Shiro comes out of the pod, he’s weak and shaky and still half-asleep. (Which makes sense, considering he was unconscious when he went in.) He blearily blinks into wakefulness and leans heavily on the wall of the pod. His shirt is still a mess and his clothes are probably half-frozen from being damp with sweat, but he doesn’t seem to mind. In fact, he doesn’t seem entirely present.
“Shiro?” Hunk asks, taking a careful step forward.
Shiro’s eyes slowly track over to meet Hunk’s gaze. “Oh. Hi.”
“How are you feeling?”
“Gross.” Shiro leans a little more heavily onto the side of the pod. “Tired.”
“Did the pod not work?” Ulaz asks.
“Nah, this is pretty normal.” Hunk says. “We always feel kinda crappy coming out. Humans don’t really thaw well.” Normally he’d help his teammates out of the pod, but, well. He looks Shiro up and down. “You’re kinda gross.”
Shiro looks down at himself. “…Yeah.” He says, acknowledging it but not quite registering it. He shivers suddenly, violently. “I want to take a shower.”
I think I’m bad at this! Lmao. It went from being ‘batfam
helping their s/o fall asleep’ to something else that I can’t put my fingers
on! Anyways, thank you for sending your request in! It’s short but still, I
hope you enjoy.
If you are having troubles sleeping, rest assured, Bruce will
most likely pull you to him so that the two of you are cuddling. Even though he
might be super tired from whatever he did the entire day, he will tell you an
old story – sometimes it’s from when he was still a child, sometimes stories
from when he had gone for his training. Between Bruce’s wonderful, hard and
warm body as well as his voice, you are lulled to sleep within minutes, mostly
because of the low rumbles throughout his body. There’s just something about
the way he speaks that makes your body relax significantly and your breathing
slows down as you sleep.
Dick will hold you in his arms. He enjoys holding you in his
arms, tracing shapeless figures on your skin, occasionally causing you to
squirm but after a while, listening to his heart beat and the sweet caress, it
is enough to make you feel drowsy. Dick doesn’t need to do anything special –
at times, he just has to hold you until you fall asleep, other times, he
caresses your back or even plays with your hair because you normally fall
asleep with that. He doesn’t even mind if anyone walks in seeing him holding on
to you or you are lying on top of him either. He likes keeping you close and
maybe, you are the type to need someone close to you to be able to fall asleep
soundly and nicely.
Jason isn’t really much of a big help especially when you want
help for you to fall asleep. The two of you will probably lay on the bed, just
basking in each other’s presence. If by chance, you are having a lot of
troubles falling asleep mostly because there are a lot of things on your mind,
Jason will expect you to talk to him about it. That’s the least he can do – he will
wait until you feel tired before tucking you in to bed. He will stay for as
long as you want him to. You really like it when Jason runs his fingers through
your hair, massaging your scalp and/or your head. You always fall asleep so
quickly after he gives you a head massage.
When Tim finds out that you are sleepy, he will not hesitate to
ask you to sleep on his bed. He reckons cuddling will also be able to help you
fall asleep immediately – Tim is huge on cuddling, always the big spoon too! – so
expect Tim to convince you to lay your head on his chest so that the two of you
can cuddle. The two of you always spend time talking about unrelated things
like – did you see the news today? To I want to fix my teeth or some other
random things. You have a problem with sleeping on your back so most of the
time, you sleep on your stomach and Tim tends to cover you with blankets just
so you wouldn’t feel cold or anything.
Damian knows that you don’t really have a problem with trying to
fall asleep. The problem that you face is keeping yourself asleep. You are a
very light sleeper so the lightest things can wake you up. Damian tries his
hardest to attend to your needs – sometimes, he puts on lullabies so you can
fall asleep, other times he will put on classical music because it helps him,
so it should help you too. Damian always end up holding you because you shuffle
around on the bed too much for his taste and at the end of the day, you usually
fall asleep to Damian’s snoring, curled up against his side.
anon requested: Hi! Could I request a BTS reaction when they take care of you when you are having a flu. Like literally dying in bed. If I could ask about longer answers? Thanks ;)
of course you can! Get well soon to anyone who is ill. I am sorry for taking so long I finished it at 3 am and yet faced technical issues. But everything is solved so enjoy.
As soon as he heard your raspy voice over the phone, his expression darkened with worry. Excusing himself for the rest of the day, he picked himself up and made his way to your place at an astonishing speed, stopping once by the store to get the ingredients he needed to prepare the food you needed. Once he was by your side, you were wrapped in your favourite pink hoodie of his, nuzzled under the blanket as he fed you warm soup. You asked him multiple times if he was okay with it, not wanting to infect him. but he shushed you each time with a forehead kiss. “Just get well soon, It hurts to see you like this”
*mama Jin mode activated*
Teasing was, as he proclaimed, the best cure for your illness. And you couldn’t help but roll your eyes at how true his ridiculous advice was. He would sit at the far end of the room like no I don’t want to get your germs, so you obay because true. When all of a sudden he gets up and plants a hungry kiss on your lips, you try to push him away, but he just laces your fingers on his chest. You are min yoongi’s girl and nothing can stop him from loving you. However the love was shortlived as his Teasing resumed “Oh no I am going to die this is your fault”. once his act came to an end, tired yoongi came back, spooning you in his arms and falling asleep on you.
You know what you signed up for when you cancelled your date because of your illness. Screaming hobi, laughing hobi just a lot of hobi sunshine in your place and who doesn’t want that? You asked him a couple of times to chill, but you are low-key enjoying the scene he is creating. Generally sick people had a depressed aura, but with hoseok around, you found yourself giggling along his silly jokes. Similar to suga, he would be Teasing you throughout his stay, yet he won’t be able to keep the act for that long as he smashed your ribs in suffocating bear hug, not like you needed less air but you placed your head at the crook of his neck as he kissed your head telling you he loves you no matter how terrible you look.
*I want to die*
This adorable monster would be searching ways to to help you get better, not wasting a minute. Eventually deciding to take you out on a stroll for fresh air. He came prepared with an extra jacket, holding your hand the entire time, eventually settling on your hips to support you as your weak body protested. He took you home not long after and made you some hot tea. He watched you sip cautiously with that beautiful smile on his face. He took your cold hands into his as you both cuddled watching a movie and blew warm air into them. Alternating the kisses and warming.
“I’ll dance for you” he said as soon as his eyes fell on your curled body on the small sofa. It wasn’t flirty jimin anymore, it’s the adorable cute jimin. Always asking you if you are comfortable or want some help. He would pull you into his lap and tell you about his day, or even old stories from jungkook thirst days. He would do his best to make you smile and forget what you are going through. Yet I think he wouldn’t kiss you in fear of getting sick too and losing his voice. And it was the hardest thing for him because your pink swollen lips looked so inviting so he just planted love marks all over the exposed skin. Feeling guilty for not being able to help you.
Fight me this kid will buy you everything he lays eyes on, because when he came in, he was holding almost 10 shopping bags with different content. Food, clothes, you name it. You thought that maybe getting sick was not so bad if it ment spending all day in taehyung’s arms, taking silly selfies and playing games. He even made sure that you are eating properly and getting enough nutrition, personally giving you your medicine every hour. Even when you got too tired he tucked you into bed, and by tuck I mean tickle fight until you are panting, comfortably tangled in each other’s arms.
The golden maknae is golden for a reason. You were taken aback by him hanging up after saying “I’ll be there in 10”. Too tired to move about, you hastily checked your hair on your phone and that was the end of your get ready. Jungkook excused himself into your apartment, wearing his bunny ears and a matching onsie. It was not how you expected to see him. the manly"sup babe" was not working with the theme and you doubled over in laughter. Exactly what he was going for. 10 minutes later and you are weaing a matching outfit wnile he is sings in your ear, his hot breathe relaxing the tension in your muscles. Thanking your lord for such a caring boyfriend.
The clock struck 1:38am. It wasn’t the first time, the McCall packs’ youngest beta was still lying awake in fear. It had only been a few weeks since the pack had defeated the Berserkers and even though Liam knew this, he couldn’t let himself fall asleep. The thought of them coming after him scared him to a point where he would accidentally end up wetting his bed. It had been the second night this week where Liam had accidentally fallen asleep and woken up to wet sheets. He quickly scrambled out of bed as quietly as he could to change out of his wet pajama bottoms and change the bed sheet…again. He quietly tiptoed downstairs and put the bed sheet and his wet pajama bottoms in the washing machine making sure not to wake his mom and step-dad.
The next morning, Liam woke up and got ready for school. He sat at the breakfast table where his mom later joined him before she head off to the diner for her shift.
“Liam, do you want to tell me why your bed sheet and pajama bottoms are in the wash…again?” She asked him putting in her earring looking down at her son who swirled his spoon around his cereal bowl chasing the flakes.
“I accidentally spilt my drink”. He told her hoping the lie was enough to throw her off.
“Oh for goodness sake, Liam. That’s the second time this week. How many times have I said not to take any drinks upstairs?!.” She nagged at him in annoyance. He simply nodded. Suddenly, the sound of a car beep was blaring for him as he silently thanked Stiles.
“I gotta go.” He simply told her putting his bowl in the sink and grabbing his backpack and headed out the door to meet the older brown haired boy in his jeep.
School wasn’t any better for Liam that day. He was exhausted. Second period was his English class and he tried so hard to keep is eyes open and focus on what the teacher was writing on the board. Liam held his head up with the palm of his hand and felt his eyes drooping. He closed them for a second but was startled when he heard the bell ring almost jumping out of his seat. He picked up his backpack ready to leave but was held back by the teacher.
“A word, Liam”, Miss Elliot called to him. Liam approached her desk and immediately knew what she was going to address.
“Liam, that’s the second time you’ve fallen asleep in my class. Is everything ok at home?”. She began to ask him. Liam looked down and nodded. Miss Elliott was about to ask him a series of questions but the second bell rang and the older students for the next class began to flood in.
“We’ll talk about this next time”, she dismissed him. Next was Liam’s free period. He breathed a sigh of relief. At least now no one could hold him back and ask him a series of questions he didn’t want to answer. He made his way to the library seeking a beanbag chair hidden that was between the shelves so he could hide away. Score. He thought to himself. He sat down and put his backpack beside him and picked up a random book from the shelf opening it up to a random chapter so it would look like he was busy. He sat down staring at the pages trying to keep himself awake. The last thing he wanted was to have an accident at school. Mason going his best friend hidden between the shelves and sat beside him.
“Hey man”, he greeted him cheerfully clapping him on the shoulder accidentally startling him. Liam groaned.
“Woah, you look terrible man. Did you get any sleep?”, he asked him. Liam shrugged and sighed.
“You know, if the berserker thing is still getting to you, maybe you should go see Y/N at the Hale loft? She could help you.” He told him. Liam sighed and nodded.
“I will after school”, the sleepy young boy told him.
Y/N was Derek’s mate and the pack mother to the members of the pack, especially to Liam. His own mother didn’t put an effort in to take care of him let alone listen to him. He decided that visiting Y/N after school would be the best idea. She was everything he could ever want in a mother. Not only was she smart, beautiful, fearless and brave but she was also loving, caring and did everything she could to make sure Liam felt safe and loved. He would always go to her whenever he had a problem and this was most definitely a problem except he hadn’t told her. He had to admit he was a little embarrassed. He was 15 years old and still having accidents but after everything else she had done for him, he trusted her knowing she wouldn’t laugh at him and be there to help him.
The school day couldn’t have ended quicker. During his other free period later on in the day, the pack members had informed him that they would be going over to the loft after school as Derek had texted the boys about an emergency pack meeting plus with it being Friday, the older Alpha had agreed to let the teenagers stay at the loft for the weekend which would mostly be filled with pizza and movie nights.
Liam met Stiles at the front of the school as they walked over to the parking lot to his jeep together. Stiles allowed Liam to grab his weekend bag before heading down to the loft to meet everyone else.
“Liam, you doing ok?”, Stiles asked as he glanced to the younger boy beside him who was falling asleep in his seat.
“’m fine”, he sleepily grumbled.
“You’re falling asleep”. Stiles pointed out. Hearing that made Liam jolt awake and he blinked up widely trying to keep himself awake until they got to the loft. Thankfully the roads were clear and their journey only took 15 minutes. Stiles had finished parking up and headed to the trunk to grab his weekend bag that he always kept with him. Liam jumped out carrying his and headed in to the loft. He was greeted with the warmth from the loft and he smiled when he saw Y/N approaching him with her arms wide open.
“Hi baby”. She cooed and wrapped her arms around him pressing a kiss to his forehead. She looked down at his face and her smiled soon faded and concern masked her expression.
“Liam, sweetie. Are you ok, you look tired? Have you been sleeping?”, she asked him. Liam wanted to tell her but not with everyone around so instead he faked a smile and nodded. He nuzzled his head against her chest and breathed a sigh of relief.
“How’re you doing, pup?” Derek asked as he approached him and ruffled the young beta’s hair affectionately.
“Come on, the pack meeting is about to start”. Derek added as he headed into the living area where Scott and the others were. Y/N followed behind with Liam. She sat down on the couch and pulled the young boy onto her lap pressing a kiss to his forehead. She knew Liam was lying to her and couldn’t help but be concerned but she also knew that he would tell her when he felt it was right so she put her trust into the young beta and waited keeping an eye on him in the meantime.
Liam was wrapped up in Y/N’s arms, his head against her shoulder as he could faintly make out her heartbeat. She began to rock him gently slowly lulling him to sleep but he whined trying his best to stay away.
“Ok ok, sssshh” the pack mother cooed at her youngest wolf pup gently patting his tummy to calm him down.
“ ‘ave to stay awake…”, Liam told her groggily so desperately wanting to close his eyes and get some rest but fought the urge to do so and have an accident in front of his pack members as if they didn’t tease him enough. She smiled and pressed a kiss to his cheek.
The meeting didn’t last long. Derek and Scott addressed all aspects of their supernatural status within the town but once it was over everyone breathed a sigh of relief and began to settle down to enjoy their weekend. Y/N placed Liam back on the couch and headed to the kitchen followed by Lydia and Malia who helped prepare bowls of snacks including popcorn, a variety of candy treats and several flavours of chips whilst the boys helped Derek put on the surround sound as they settled down to watch a movie together. After the surround sound was set up, Derek took everyone’s orders for dinner and called to have pizza delivered along with fries, onion rings, boneless chicken wings and garlic bread at Scott’s request.
“We’ll pitch in with the bill, don’t worry”, Lydia told him taking $50 out from her purse and handing the cash to Derek who took it appreciatively.
Once the food arrived, everyone changed into their pajamas and settled down to watch the latest hobbit movie that everyone had been putting off for a while. Liam remained in Y/N’s lap after dinner. She smiled at young boy in her arms and pressed a kiss to his forehead as she idly ran her fingers through his hair.
“Mma stop”, Liam whined tiredly as her loving gesture was slowly putting him to sleep.
“Sssh, just sleep sweetheart. Momma will put you to bed, it’s ok baby”, she cooed and began to rock the young boy in her arms. Liam could no longer fight as his eyes began to droop and he felt sleep overcome him.
Later that night, the pack was still lounging around up until 1am but Y/N looked down at the youngest pup in her arms and had Derek carry him upstairs so she could tuck in her tired pup.
“Come on, pup”. Derek spoke softly as he carried Liam upstairs to the spare bedroom opposite theirs which might as well have been Liam’s room since he stayed there quite often. Y/N pulled back the covers and Derek placed him into bed. Y/N ran her fingers though his hair and pressed a loving kiss to his forehead.
“Goodnight, my baby.” She spoke lovingly and left him to sleep.
Genre: Birthday surprise (no smut) xD, Fluff, Character: GOT7 Mark & Readers (You - Y/N) Word Count: 1511 a/n: this was taken from my AFF (the OG main character was Jeon Jungkook) English is not my first lang, so excuse me for the weird sentence structure and grammar.
A couple of knocks on the front door resounded through the house. You gently placed back your new set of clothes on the bed and have a look at the unannounced guest.
You didn’t bother yourself to look through the peephole and opens the door without hesitation. What surprises you was that your boyfriend of two years was standing before you with a warm smile playing on his lips.
“Hey, babe,” He said whilst approaching you, gently pulling you towards him. All you did was wrap your arms around his neck, letting his own circled your middle. You buried your face in the crook of his neck, inhaling his masculine yet sweet scent.
“I miss you,” You mumbled through the collar of his shirt.
Chapter Preview: Sousuke and Rin try to get some sleep. Sousuke is not in the right state of mind to slip into unconsciousness – the events of the day have left him reeling, so instead of his eyes closing, they dart across the ceiling as they relive the horrors. He finds comfort by drawing Rin’s back against his chest and whispering reassurance each time a memory startles the boy awake.
The sunset fights through the winter clouds, throwing gleaming streaks across Rin’s face when he turns in Sousuke’s hold to face him, deciding not to fight the battle for sleep any longer. He runs a soothing thumb over the heavy lines around Sousuke’s eyes. “You look so tired.”
Sousuke tucks his cold fingers into the back of Rin’s pants, snug warmth. “Just getting to lay down is enough.”
Rin does not try to admonish him, and the headache gnawing at Sousuke’s eyes thanks him for it. Neither of them fall to sleep, but they hide from the world under the blankets and share lazy kisses, which helps tension unwind, at least. Echo comes back from Makoto’s by easing through the newly installed doggy door and crawls into their lair of covers, making Rin laugh as Sousuke groans.
Work Summary: "You don’t know what you’re getting yourself into,“ Haru says even as he can see the light at the end of the tunnel.
The light is in Makoto’s eyes. "I know you.”
In which Haru is a former drug addict selling dope, Makoto is a teacher fresh out of the army, and Sousuke is a cop who makes the mistake of helping a rentboy named Rin.