OKAY SO this was requested by @alexfierrno herself based on that prompt where two people hate each other irl but are the bestest friends online. This one is the two of us being in that position soooooo let’s see how this goes!! XD
alexfierrno: (*hugs* How was school?? :D)
theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (It was alright. That freaking girl was getting on my nerves again…… :p)
alexfierrno: (OH NO!!!! D: what did she do?)
theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (idk anymore. It’s like,,,,, she hates me and I don’t even know why???? I mean like I finally worked up the courage to talk to her, trying to comment on her Percy Jackson shirt and hoping to FINALLY make a friend but she just ignored me)
alexfierrno: (Awwwwww D: *hugs*)
theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (*hugs back* idk maybe i should just try to find someone else to be friends with it’s just…… idk i feel like maybe we could be friends but she won’t talk to me and I have the WORST social anxiety so…….)
alexfierrno: (*hugs* you get it from me. But I’m sure she’ll come around, or maybe you’ll find someone else. Anyone would be lucky to be your friend :) )
theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (*blushes* awwwwww thanks alex *hugs and cookies*)
alexfierrno: (Of course :D)
theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (So how was your day? :D)
theinsidiouscinnamonroll: Blah :p
alexfierrno: (ANYWAYS! Wanna RP?)
theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (FRICK YES!)
Annnnndd the new girl was staring at her again. Just like she did everyday. They both sat by themselves more often than not, a pile of books beside them to be read as soon as they finished their lunch. They never contributed to the loud noise of the lunch room, not really saying a word to much of anyone throughout the whole day. And every single day, the girl would eat her food, her expression far off as she daydreamed about something, and every so often, she would pull her mind away from whatever dreams she had, and look at Alex, looking more confused than anything.
None of it made sense to Alex as she pretended not to notice, wondering what the girl could want from her, the girl who hardly seemed to talk to anyone. So, of course, when the girl came up to her during lunch, she freaked out.
She was reading a book, trying to block out the world like one does, when she heard someone speak.
“Umm…. Is it okay if I sit here?” the girl asked, sounding hesitant and shy. Peaking slightly over her book, Alex looked at the girl with her long blonde hair pulled up into two buns at the top of her head that seemed at the edge of falling apart in a black Supernatural t-shirt and Ravenclaw cardigan. For a moment, Alex’s attention went to the girl she talked to everyday after school who said she always wore her Ravenclaw sweater, even if it was too hot for it. Then, she was dragged away from them as the girl cleared her throat.
Panicking, Alex continued to stare at her book, scared to try and talk to her. The girl, seeing that her presence wasn’t welcome, turned away, a strand of hair falling loose as she did. For a moment, Alex swore she saw the shine of tears in her eyes.
alexfierrno:(Candy you there?)
theinsidiouscinnamonroll:(OH MY GODS IM SO SORRY I WAS TALKING WITH MY MOM AND THEN SHE YELLED AT ME IM SORRY!!!)
alexfierrno:(OH NO WHAT HAPPENED? D:)
theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (It’s nothing…. she’s just mad that I haven’t made a friend yet and I kinda….. broke down….)
alexfierrno: (AWWWW CHILD!!! *hugs*)
theinsidiouscinnamonroll:(*hugs back* thanks. I think it’s just been harder to socialize lately because I keep worrying that the same thing that happened with that girl will happen again)
alexfierrno:(Awww kiddo *hugs* it’s alright. I don’t know why that girl ignored you, but I promise not everyone’s like that. You’ll find your friend soon enough)
theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (Thanks alex *hugs* I’m glad I have you.)
alexfierrno: (Me too, kiddo. Me too.)
Today was a crappy day, Candy thought to herself as she opened up her laptop and pulled out her headphones to listen to Hamilton. Everyone kept saying that as you get more and more used to a place it would feel more and more like home, but that was a lie. Every day she spent in that school seemed to make her feel even further away from home as she silently plotted murder on each and every one of the kids in her grade, annoyed with all of them, if that was possible. Then there’s freaking state testing coming up and her science teacher WILL NOT GIVE THEM A BREAK, sending her home with a packet of science homework, half of which she doesn’t understand BECAUSE SHE WASN’T FREAKING HERE FOR HALF OF THE YEAR. She wanted nothing more to crunch the flute into a tiny metal ball and run it over with a truck and she still didn’t have any friends. On top of it all, Alex wasn’t online.
Sighing, she opened Tumblr, wondering if it would make her day remarkably better or make it even worse. That was the thing about it. It was always a game with Tumblr, sometimes you could read the best fanfiction and get the best fan art and loads of the sweetest messages that make you put the laptop down and squeal into a pillow, and sometimes it leaves you feeling more alone than ever as you see posts that hit a little too close to home and stare longingly at an empty ask box, wondering why you waste your life screaming into the void that is Tumblr.
It was going okay so far, she found a few good Percy Jackson posts and cried over an angsty snowbaz fic and she found a few people willing to talk to her, even though she had no idea why. Everything was going fine….. until she found a picture, burried in the depths of her dash.
It took a bit for it it load, the picture staying grey for a long time as the dots moved across the screen, frantically trying to fulfill her demands with the horrible internet connection. Usually she would scroll past it without a second thought, but what caught her eye was the caption.
“Here is a totally uncalled for selfie of me….” the caption read. Taking a closer look, she saw that the blogger who posted the picture was none other that Alex.
She waited for the picture to load, beyond curious of how the caring, motherly, girl looked in real life, and if she was anything Candy pictured her to be (although she always just saw her as her profile picture……).
Finally, after long, agonizing moments, the picture loaded, and Candy had to look away for a second, not really trusting her eyes.
But no, when she looked back at the screen, the girl was till staring back at her, an unsure smile on her face…… and the girl she has been trying to become friends with for the past two months.
“Wait….. what?” Almost as if on cue, she heard the familiar ring of a notification. It was from Alex.
alexfierrno: (HEYYYY!!! :D)
theinsidiouscinnamonroll sent a photo
theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (is this you?)
alexfierrno: (Yeah, why?)
theinsidiouscinnamonroll:(Wait hold on a sec)
theinsidiouscinnamonroll sent a photo
alexfierrno: (Wait…. is this you?)
alexfierrno:(OH MY GOSH)
alexfierrno: (Oh wow)
alexfierrno: (We are so stupid)
theinsidiouscinnamonroll: (yes very much)
When the two girls walked into school the next morning, they practically ran to each other, embracing the other in a tight hug.
“I feel so stupid,” Candy says, letting go. Alex laughs.
“We both were.”
I feel like that was confusing but ANYWAYS enjoy!! :DD
They were at a baseball game and there are photos and they’re being all cute. They’re laughing, at one point Melissa is hugging his arm, Chris has his arm around Mel and whispers in her ear, also Melissa puts her hand on his face at one point. I don’t even know why this makes me so excited but it does.
I just have one quick question why don't you ship Finn and Poe? Like it would be nice to have lgtbq+ representation especially with a couple.
Have I said I don’t ship them?
I like the ship fine. But they don’t interact very much in the movie. Maybe if they had more scenes together, I’d be more inclined to ship them. Even in their hug scene, right after they hug, Finn brings up Rey and how he needs Poe’s help to find her. So while that’s a very sweet scene between the two of them, Rey was always Finn’s priority.
Finn and Rey’s relationship was the heart of the movie. I have a hard time shipping either of them with someone else.
I can never fall asleep unless I have my pillow literally clutched to my chest or I think of it as someone being there and holding me. Could it be a sensory thing needing to feel pressure. I never use my pillow as a headrest it's only there so I can hug it
Yes, this is very much a thing that can be related to your sensory needs. In fact, it is exactly what I do as well. I have one pillow that put my head on, one for my knees, and I always have something that clutch to my chest. Sometimes that is a pillow, but it can also be a stuffie for me.
You’re right about it being a pressure thing for some of us, too. That is exactly why I do it. When I roll onto my back, for example, I have to have a pillow on my chest or my weighted lap pad on my chest.
It can also be a comfort and emotional thing, or it can be related to tactile sensations or even proprioception. It just depends on the person.
hunk: hey have you ever thought who shiros favorite is?
lance: oh hunk. oh my hunky honey bear. you do NOT want to know my thoughts on THAT whole situation
hunk: oh boy. ok I’ll bite, who is shiros favorite?
lance: fine you asked for it. it’s pidge.
hunk: …..huh. I would’ve thought you might have said keith.
lance: oh yeah he is too
hunk: ok you lost me
lance: look the way i see it is, pidge is the favorite the way the baby of the family is always the favorite. Keith is like the eldest son, born to take over the family business or whatever.
hunk: alright….so where do we fall in all of this?
lance: well pidge is first with keith running a close second so while keith may not get more desert at the table or get away with murder like pidge does, he’s given more responsibilities and will ultimately gain more of the inheritance. after him comes allura who’s sort of like the hot girl next door shiro has a crush on but he’s too shy to ever ask out. then it’d be you, the cuddly middle child who’s kind of left to his own devices cause your can obviously take care of yourself, then coran, alluras whacky uncle, then the Lions who are the family pets, then me
lance: the other middle child who’s the obnoxious class clown only there to get a cheap laugh out of the audience and kind of just there to make shiro angry or exasperated and give him more personality otherwise he’ll look boring
lance: but then again I’m not the last one anymore cause now slavs in the picture and HE’S the one who makes shiro angry and annoyed…..although, he is a lot smarter than i am and he brings out an even funnier side of shiro so I’m probably still the least favorite…….what were we talking about again?
hunk getting up and hugging lance from behind: lance you know you can always talk to me about stuff right?
lance trying not to tear up: uh yeah hunky bear i know that why wouldn’t i know that
hunk: us ignored middle children need to stick together
Collapsed in the hallway because my friend wasn't paying enough attention to me, spent hundreds of dollars on a gift for same friend, and pissed off a bunch of my other friends by declaring said friend as my favorite
Accidentally kicked one of my friends in the head, then laughing when she got pissed
Woke my mom up at 2am because of all the racket I was making in the kitchen while stress baking cookies
Showing my friends photos of my boobs because "don't they look so good in this photo?" and getting the response "your boobs are fantastic"
Keeping a folder of all the ugly selfies my best friend has ever sent me to give to her future boyfriend
Picked up friend and ran to PE because "your legs are too short to keep up with mine, either buy roller skates and hold onto my sleeve or let me carry you, we don't have all day"
Sent my girlfriend at the time 500 seconds of snapchats in under 10 minutes before she woke up and then continued to send more after she woke up
Gave an hour long lecture to one of my best friends who I consider to be family on gender roles and why I generally dislike men who aren't fictional that some how turned into me listing reasons why girls are beautiful and I Love them
Have given the same two pieces of dating advice to one of my friends for years, "dump him" or "give me your phone, I'm going to fight him"
Hugged one of my best friends for over an hour, actually it was closer to two, I only let go when I fell asleep
Talked for a full hour about how hot I am to one of my friends and then after a few minutes of silence, whispered "oh god, I really hate myself" and then curled up into a ball and cried
Consistently terrifies friends with shrieking flying tackle hugs from behind, screams of terror usually ensue
Robotically wrote the Bee Movie Script on the classroom board when we had a sub, "Do you have work you are supposed to be doing?" "Yes." "Is this it?" "No, do you have any more questions?" "I- uh, no, I guess not."
Texted someone that if they messed with my best friend I would brutally murder them and then followed up with blushing emojis and flower emojis
Listened to the same song on repeat 12 hours a day, for over a week, until I could hear the song playing in my dreams
Bonus, Coaches + Teachers:
Some how became the mom friend despite the fact that I can't even take care of myself, "I swear to god if you skip physics oNE MORE TIME", "Do your homework, I know where you sleep", "Oh for fuck's sake, come over to my house, I'm not going to listen to you bitch for weeks because you didn't want to disinfect your cuts"
Was running a high fever during my physics final to the point where I was fading in and out of consciousness, and aced it
Developed a reputation for having terrifying kicks after I realized that the men in my karate class couldn't hold back their punches if they were too busy avoiding getting nailed in the balls
Refused to stop smiling and laughing for a full day, actually got kicked out of class because I laughed so much
Even and The Balloon Squad become reunited as Best Buddies™
Mikael is like “so is it right you have a boyfriend now?” and Even’s like yeah you guys would like him and he smiles so fondly and
one day Even brings Isak along with him to meet up with the guys and Isak is nervous af because oh shit Even and Mikael have been friends for a while and he really really hopes they all like him and
at first the guys are a little confused as to why Even has brought this nervous kid along with him to their meet up but they say hi and introduce themselves politely and Isak replies by telling them his name and
Even sees how nervous Isak is so pulls him into his side and kisses his forehead and the guys look at him like wait…
and Even looks back and goes “oh yeah, he’s my boyfriend”
the squad’s eyes fucking LIGHT UP because oh my god they were not expecting Even’s boyf to be so fucking smol and fluffy haired and soft but they try not to freak out and Isak just gives them a little nod and a nervous smile
The boys kind of stand there grinning for a second before Elias rolls his eyes at them because they look so silly and awestruck and he just goes ahead and bear hugs Isak
and when Elias finds out he’s friends with Sana he’s like “just remember I’m the cool sibling” and Isak nods and laughs a little but finds it p hard to believe considering Sana is like the coolest person he knows and
When Isak finally breaks off from the squad they group hug Even and are like damn that kid was adorable nice one Even and Even is just sosososo happy but he knew they’d love Isak anyway but then
the squad gets a little too fond of Isak and begin to refer to him as “baby Issy” and the first time they do it in front of Isak he blushes so hard and gives Even a look like why is this happening to me and Isak protests like “I’m only two years younger than you!!” and Even’s like “I know baby” and Isak huffs but he is so glad the Bakka squad are super cool people who care about Even a lot
I kiss daddy in odd places. Daddy probably doesn’t even really know why I do. I kiss daddy on his upper arm/shoulder. Its because I know whats there. Scars. I kiss him there to let him know its not bad. That Im proud that they’re fully healed scars. I kiss daddy on his nose. I like his nose, but he doesn’t. I kiss his nose so he knows I like it. I kiss daddy on his back. He’s insecure about that too. I don’t mind it one bit. When daddy would take his shirt off around me, I’d squeal and hug him so tightly. I’d kiss his chest. It’s because I know it’s hard for him to feel comfortable like that. He hates his body, but I could make a shrine for it. I could make an entire temple for all of him. I kiss daddy all over his face. I even give him love bites on his cheek. He hates how he looks. I absolutely adore him.
A daddy can be insecure about their body too. They deserve just as much reassurance as an insecure little. Remember to do the little things like that. Daddies are so thankful for their littles, and making sure to appreciate them is a god given gift to them. Always say thank you. Always say I love you. Always give back. Worship your daddy just as he should you.
I remember the way she cried. The way she cried after I made her promise she wouldn’t do anything stupid. I asked her why she was crying and her answer is what shattered my heart into tiny little pieces, “Because no one ever really cared about me like you do.”
She was the greatest thing to ever walk into my life.
It was that exact moment that I promised myself to never let her go. To protect her from this cruel world because she doesn’t deserve the shit that life throws at us.
I was left speechless, i pulled her in and i hugged her tears away. I loved her with every inch of my being and maybe she didn’t love me in the way I wished she did but I didn’t care because she needed me and that was enough.
I hugged her as I said bye. I walked away knowing that she would be okay because she knew someone was there for her. That’s all she needed. I turned around to catch her staring at me with those loving eyes and a soft smile.
That was all I needed.
the gotham rogues in arkham is so wild lmao…. all the normal rules of engagement are OFF
edward isn’t allowed puzzles or that many games in arkham and the ones he is allowed he finds SO BORING so he starts finding new ways to keep himself occupied.
like literally ivy will walk past him in the cafeteria one day shoving straws up his nose and be like, “what the fuck are you doing?”
and edward will just turn to her with like a dozen straws shoved up either nostril and a deadly serious look on his face and say, “challenging my intellect, dear.”
harley: i wanna watch adventure time! harvey: tough shit, cutthroat kitchen is on next! harley: give me the remote, fryface!” *trying to wrestle the remote out of two-face’s hand jonathan: why don’t you just read a book- harley + harvey: NO ONE ASKED BITCH
if something goes missing in arkham it’s most likely some asshole has taken it. harvey just barrels into the rec room one day seething
“RIGHT WHERE IS IT?” “where’s what?” “MY COIN YOU JACKASSES I KNOW YOU HAVE IT” snickering but no one owns up, orderlies/guards looking kinda worried but also kinda amused. “WHERE IS IT?!?!” “I’LL GO TO THE WARDEN, I SWEAR.” suddenly stops yelling, gets an evil smile on face and narrows eyes, “they’ll take the TV away.” harvey starts walking towards the door and like four rogues tackle him to the ground at once. biting, kicking, scratching and punching ensues.
after it’s all over ivy just walks up calmly to him and drops it in his hand, “you dropped it on the floor of the cafeteria this morning.”
harley and ivy are gay as shit all the time, not even subtle about it. just like holding hands and staring longingly into each others eyes and all that soppy shit. it’s infuriating for anyone who’s third wheeling.
“so guys i have a plan to bust out- guys? guys…. guys please - guys, stop being gay for like 5 min and listen to my plan.”
art therapy is a mess.
doctor: draw something that represents ur innermost feelings
obvs ur gunna get the really dark shit but:
joker draws himself in a wedding dress being carried off by batman.
edward draws himself in question mark speedos and a Hawaiian shirt sitting on a pile of money on a beach with the words I AM THE BEST over the top.
ivy draws the rogues and batfam dead at her feet, flowers growing out of the bodies while she stands on top of the pile triumphantly holding hands with harley.
harley just draws some kittens and puppies and a bunch of love hearts and jester diamonds.
jonathan draws a scarecrow in a dark field surrounded by a bunch of crows with sharp teeth in the beaks and the words might as well be dead. no one is surprised. [harvey voice] why you gotta be so emo crane?
victor draws himself and nora on their wedding day and harley bursts into tears and tries to hug him.
doctor: edward, please can you call jonathan over for me? edward: sure edward: JONAAAAAATHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNN doctor: for gods sake jonathan: WHAAAAAAAAAAAAT? doctor: i don’t know what i expected
gotham rogues: [are arguing in group therapy as per usual] doctor: excuse me, who’s the doctor here? jonathan: me harley: me too ivy: i am as well victor: technically i am too edward: i have multiple doctorates, i’ll have you know doctor: [face palming] i don’t get paid enough to deal with this shit gotham rogues: we know
BTS’s reaction to their s/o having a PDA addiction:
requested by @pastelxxwitch (your English isn’t bad at all, sweetie!)
A/N: As I mentioned before, I don’t write NSFW, but hopefully I was able to do this request justice. I made it super fluffy. Hope you enjoy it, loves~ 💖
Jin: You have a problem, you know you do. It’s too much - you always go
too far. But when you get the urge to cuddle your boyfriend over a respectable family dinner, it’s not something you can easily dismiss. He’s looking so
handsome, serving stew to his mother, sleeves rolled up, shirt damp with sweat and kitchen steam - less like a boyfriend, more like a
husband. A husband that needs a barrage of hugging and kissing as punishment
for being so drop-dead gorgeous.
As he sits down opposite, you give him a look – the look – to let him know
what’s up. He doesn’t get the hint at first, so you inch your toes across the
wooden flood until you find his shape under the table, and give his leg a nudge
with your foot.
His eyes flicker to yours, brows raised in amusement. You’ve been
together long enough to understand what his silent signals mean. Translation: “So, playing footsie is a thing
we do now?”
You rub your foot up and down the inside of his calf, smiling at
him through half-lidded eyes. Translation: “Yes, it’s a thing we do. Starting now.”
Jin looks you up and down, totally distracted now. You’re winning.
Just a little more, and he’ll bend to your will. With
one last brush of your toe against his trouser leg he stands up, displacing his
glass of water, so that a few drops spot the table. “I just remembered that
there’s a bottle of wine I forgot to open. Y/N, come and
help me get the wine glasses.”
That’s your cue to leave, following him to the kitchen
for an emergency make-out session:
“Was there a
reason you desperately needed to disrupt our family dinner?”
“You were looking unfairly handsome,” you reply, “You needed to be punished.”
worst type of punishment.” You kiss him to prove you mean it.
Yoongi: Well, this is new.
Normally, you have to beg Yoongi for hugs in public – pulling on
his sweater sleeves, pulling on his hair, pulling on his ragged ends with pleas
of “Please, Yoongi. Please.” Then he’d roll his eyes, shuffle closer and drape
you in his warmth, with an arm around your shoulder while he mumbled about how embarrassing you are.
But today - today is different. And you certainly aren’t complaining.
Pressing his nose into your neck, pulling you closer, his hands fall around your waist, reaching down until they find leverage in the back pockets of
your jeans. Without you asking; without him kicking and screaming and making a fuss about it.
You have to pull back a fraction to check his cheeks, which burn
pink, just to make sure this is definitely your boyfriend and not some weird, alien replacement.
“What?” he demands.
You shake your head, and curl your arms around his neck. “Nothing…
I just though you didn’t like cuddling in public.”
“Then what do you call this?”
He burrows deeper, pressing his face into the fabric of your
shirt. “I call this an emergency.”
He nods. “I was running low on hugs.”
Hoseok: You fidget anxiously. It’s been three hours, fifteen minutes and
nine seconds since your last cuddle with Hoseok, and you’re beginning to feel cold
already – what you need right now is a hug, or a hand in your hand, anything
really, you’re not picky. But in the middle of the supermarket, mid weekly shop, isn’t the best place or time to tackle your boyfriend. Still,
his back is looking exceptionally inviting underneath that tight-fitting t-shirt, just asking for you to snatch him up as he stretches up to reach a cereal
box on the highest shelf.
As he turns back to toss the box in the shopping trolley, he
pauses, eyeing you up and down, and that’s when you realise you’ve been biting
your lip all this time, making heart-eyes his way. Not so subtle.
“What?” he asks, although he knows exactly ‘what’.
You press your palms onto the trolley’s handle and push it in his
direction so the metal frame bumps against him. “Don’t ‘what?’ me.”
His response is a chuckle. “Is it that bad? You need me that much?”
You nod, and he licks his lips, before glancing up and down the
aisle. There’s no one about. A motion of his hand is all the invitation you need to
dive into his arms, and drown him in kisses, hidden by the shelves of biscuits and crisps.
Namjoon: “Namjoon, I need a hug.” You hold your arms out to your boyfriend.
“What why? Are you feeling okay?” As usual, Namjoon’s
brain is spinning with possible reasons for this sudden request. Are you down? Depressed?
Feeling lonely or anxious? Whatever it is, Namjoon’s ready to hug it away, even if you are in the middle of the main street.
You just shake your head at his concern, your smile stretching
fondly. “Nothing’s wrong. I just love you. And I want a hug.”
That’s all you need to say. Namjoon’s face relaxes, his shoulders
sag, and he breathes a sigh of relief. A hug for love’s sake. Of course. In one
step, he’s by your side, wrapping his arms around your waist – not because it’s raining in your heart, or the sky above
you is crumbling down, or the very fabric of the Earth is fraying. But just
because you wanted it.
And you also – “Was that the first time you said that you love me?”
“I think it was.”
“Well. I love you too.”
Jimin: You have a new hobby: embarrassing your boyfriend in front of his
Jimin, who’s normally more snuggly than your bed on a rainy Monday
morning, forgets all about your habitual cuddling when he’s with his group, keeping his distance instead, and getting jumpy when you brush against him.
Now that you’ve figured out how much power you possess – with him
pleading “please – not so much PDA while I’m around my friends, I need to keep some semblance
of my masculinity”, and you cooing back “sure thing, my squishy mochi” – it’s
time to wreak some havoc.
The next time you’re at Taehyung’s house, you decide to put your plan in motion, pouncing on Jimin and tackling him to the couch. This should be fun.
“What are you doing?” His cheeks rise a couple of shades of red.
“Just cuddling like we normally do, mochi-wochi,” you purr,
settling yourself in his lap.
The other boys burst out laughing at your actions, while Jimin squirms
underneath you, trying to wriggle free. But it’s no use. Cuddling is
serious business to you, and there’s no way you’re letting him go.
Sighing, he surrenders, and with his masculinity in shreds, he
kisses your cheek as a form of peace-keeping. “Alright you win,” he mumbles, “Just,
please, no more ‘mochi-wochi’.”
Taehyung: You and Taehyung are tied together by the heartstrings. You have a connection that you can’t quite explain, and somehow, you both seem to know exactly
when the other’s craving touch - feelings so in sync, Taehyung needs you exactly
when you need him.
Today is no exception. You’re sitting in a café with Taehyung,
smiling stupidly-in-love over ice-cream sundaes, when all of a sudden you need –
need – to cuddle with him, or your heart might seize up.
Without a word, without warning, you slip out of your seat, and
rounding the table to Taehyung’s side, wrap your arms around his shoulders.
He twists his neck to gaze up at you, brown eyes blinking. “You
“Yeah. I just really needed a hug, all of a sudden.”
“Good, me too.” He grins, and you duck your head down for a kiss
on his unsuspecting lips.
With a smooth motion, he slides his chair back, making room for
you to sit on his lap, which you’re more than happy to accept, and from this perch
you have easy access to his triple-chocolate knickerbocker glory.
“Oh, I see how it is,” Taehyung scoffs, as you lick chocolate
sauce off his spoon, “You only like me for my desserts?”
“Opps. Exposed,” you laugh, and Taehyung leans in to peck a stray
speck of chocolate from your chin.
you kiss back again, he shivers below you, body responding before he can
control it. Forgetting the café around you, the hustle and bustle of baristas
and customers, you and Taehyung melt into each other like the ice-cream in your
Jungkook: Jungkook doesn’t like cuddling in public. It’s something you
learnt about him a long time ago, on your first date in fact, sharing
secrets with a game of ’20 questions’ - when he said ‘I’m embarrassed to
touch in public’ you had almost ended the relationship then and there. How
were you – one of the clingiest, touchy-feeliest people on the
planet – going to cope with a guy who melted into a blushing pile of mush any time you so much as brushed fingers in public. Even when you got him to
hold your hand, murmuring ‘Look, see? No one minds, no one’s looking,’
he’d still stay as stiff as steel, and snap your fingers apart when anyone so
much as glanced in your general direction.
Thankfully, you had discovered a way to combat the problem,
crafting the perfect date for you and your boyfriend – a public place where you
could touch to your heart’s content, without Jungkook shying away from the eyes
of disapproving grannies and curious children: a magical place called the cinema.
Seated in the back row, you can share a
bag of popcorn and as many kisses as you want, without fear of being watched. With everyone else transfixed on the film, you and Jungkook
can devote yourselves to each other. As the movie
heroes strike out on quests to discover new lands, you explore new parts of
Jungkook, acquainting yourself with every centimetre of exposed skin: cheeks, neck,
knuckles, the inside of his wrists, any part he gives. He relaxes in your arms, and watching him unfurl for you is
better than any film – he is your masterpiece, better directed that
Steven Spielberg. In the dark of the cinema, you fall in love.