Got7 reaction to their s/o kissing them when they think they’re asleep
A/N - This was such a cute one to write, I hope you all enjoy it! Keep on sending in all your requests too~
Mark: I think Mark would be able to keep a straight face when you kissed his forehead. He’d love the affection you gave him but could easily keep his excitement in. That being said, he would go really soft over any of your kisses, whether he was awake or sleeping.
JB: JB would try to keep his eyes close so that you think he’s sleeping but he can’t help smiling at your cute actions. He’ll give up trying to pretend to be asleep and will want to cuddle you, asking for even more kisses on his forehead and cheeks.
Jackson: As soon as your lips touch Jackson’s forehead, there is no holding back his excitement. His eyes will shoot open and he’ll pull you in for a hug, leaving kisses all over your face. He’d keep telling you how cute you were and that you had such an effect on him.
Jinyoung: Jinyoung would keep on pretending to be asleep in the hopes that you’d kiss him again. Internally, he’d be freaking out over the kiss because it was just so cute and he felt so lucky to have someone like you. He might then reciprocate the same kiss when you were sleeping too.
Youngjae: When Youngjae felt the soft, almost ticklish feeling of your lips on his cheek, he’d laugh and without opening his eyes, will reach out to you and pull you in closer to him. He’d then return the favour and give you loads of kisses all over your face.
Bambam: Bambam would open his eyes to surprise you and will make so many teasing comments about the kiss. “I’m so good looking you can’t resist me even when I’m sleeping” “My lips are just so addictive that you can’t get enough, can you?” He’d love it though
Yugyeom: Yugyeom would feel so happy in that moment. He loves your kisses and savours every single one when he’s awake and conscious. The fact that you had kissed him then, thinking he was asleep sent shivers down his spine at the thought of you doing it while he was actually sleeping.
a belated birthday fic for the love of my life james potter <3
a lil throwback to his 18th birthday when he got so smashed he had to crash at lily’s and then they just had to share a bed.
The mirror keeps buzzing in her bag and she’s sure it’s Sirius, calling to see if they made it back alright. Lily can’t answer it though, because she has her arms full with James. A very mashed and wobbly James.
“Where are we?” He says into her neck, too loudly for Lily’s liking. If a light goes on in the house, they’re screwed.
“Almost there.” She tells him as they reach the gate and she has to hold him up with one hand to push it open. For a second he leans too far forward, but then somehow uprights himself and stumbles forward.
“Where are we?” He repeats, stepping closer so his breath fans all over her throat again. It would be nice if it didn’t smell of a mixture of jaeger and sick.
“My house.” Lily watches as realisation dawns on James’ face, mouth dropping open, shoulders going limp.
“Wow. You have a house?”
“Where did you think all your owls were coming to last summer?” She shakes him until his shoulders regain some structure and tries to walk forwards again. James is stuck though, feet planted firmly on the ground as he takes in her house.
There’s not much to take in and Lily blushes, not having really thought about this part of him crashing at hers. Of course, she’d thought about him staying one day, just not under these circumstances. In her imagination they hadn’t been sneaking in at 4 am because James got kicked out of the hotel the Marauders were staying at.
aaa I’d like to request something for Ethan? like where you’re having a hard time going to sleep & Ethan sings & cuddles ^^
I am sorry I am not sure if your requests are open and if you have something like this, but could you please write something where the reader has a nightmare that sends her into a fit and Ethan sings her to sleep? Sorry and thank you
Warnings: this is so sappy ew
I DON’T OWN THE SONG USED
God it was really cold. Not actually. But that’s what it felt like to you- and you weren’t even conscious. Deep in a clasp of discomfort, your body involuntarily wiggled itself around.
Turning up pillows and thin laying sheets, you were suddenly struck awake all at once.
Crisp sweat coated your forehead and your eyes conveyed immediate disunderstanding.
‘A nightmare.’ you had thought.
They hadn’t frequented you since you were small. Horrid spinal figures prancing around your head was enough to keep you awake, adult or not. A childish dream- that’s what it was.
You chanced your eyes at the digital clock that stood upon your bedside table.
Without you hearing came footsteps in the outside corridor. Your door opened silently and someone pushed themselves within your doorway.
“(Y/n)?” spoke a voice.
It had scared you half to death, flinching violently in your spot upon the small bed. The words had really come from your friend; Ethan.
Seems he was awake as well, due to editing schedules. Ethan was even wearing headphones around his neck as he entered the room. His blue eyes may have matched yours in dull fatigue but they did not offer fear in the same way. They did, however, hold concern.
“Barely.” you mumbled “A goddamn… damn nightmare.”
You thought that he’d laugh, sure of it. But Ethan’s face never flashed amusement- didn’t contort into a wolf grin.
“Really?” he questioned; worried.
Stepping up to your bed noiselessly, Ethan removed his headphones, placing them by your bedside. He sat quaintly on the edge of the furnishment.
“Fancy talking about it?” the male asked, trying to be light.
If you were to speak about it, you were sure sleep wouldn’t come to you again that night. So as a response, you instead shook your head- peering down at your lap sadly.
“Oh…” said Ethan.
He felt a little defeated. The boy wanted to help his friend, but now he didn’t know exactly what else he could do. The both of you were close, out of everyone else that lived with you in the house.
You two were close.
“What if I were to sing to you, then?”
Ethan’s words were usually soft, but in the instance, they were soaked with empathy.
You didn’t even take time to look at him through the darkness. You pushed forth a dry “Okay.”
“Okay…” the boy repeated.
Awkwardly, he shifted on your bed. He wasn’t sure why he was even in your room. He had let himself in, without even asking first. What an idiot. Then he goes about and asks if he can sing to you? It’s two in the morning, I guess, what has he got to lose.
“You are…” he began.
Ethan was really going through with it. Ultimately surprised, your past fear began to spill away, anticipation replacing it.
“You are my sunshine.
My only sunshine.
You make me happy, when skies are grey.”
Ethan’s voice sounded coarse at first; unsure. Though either way, it was skillful. Beautiful. Immediately, it lightened your spirits.
“You’ll never know dear,
how much I love you.
Please, don’t take
The blue haired boy then began to hum a bit.
“You’re making me tired again.” you uttered, not fighting heavy eyelids.
You sitting position started to falter, wavering unsteadily for many moments, before eventually landing yourself upon Ethan’s shoulder gently.
Abruptly, his hummed silenced. Charming the darkness with red cheeks, Ethan opened his mouth once more. He let go of a hushed, quiet melody.
“The other night dear,
when I lay sleeping.
I dreamt I held you in my arms.”
Ethan protectively embraced your sleeping form with only one of his arms, the other lay still upon his lap. Afterwards, he sweetly pushed you back down against your soft bed, laying atop of you your duvet.
“When I awoke dear,
I was mistaken.
So I hung, my head…”
Ethan silenced himself for a moment, viewing you in thought. He stood to leave, grabbing his headphone and replacing them around his neck. The boy couldn’t help but smile as he looked back to you just as he reached the doorway.
“So I hung, my head… and cried…” you mumbled dreamily, allowing a sleepy smile to pull upon your lips as you slept.
Hey! Here are Saeran and V in addition to that Waking up with MC for the first time post. Sorry it took a while to answer, I wasn’t really inspired to do them, so… I’m sorry if this isn’t as cute as the original post.
He wakes up feeling something tickling his nose.
Is his brother pulling that stupid prank he pulled on Yoosung? Does he have whip cream in one of his hands waiting to get splashed on his face?
For fuck’s sake, his brother is such an idiot and… oh, wait! That thing tickling his nose is your hair.
And Saeyoung isn’t here, but you are. Beside him. IN THE BED!
Oh shit! Oh shit! Oh shit! Have you two…? Are you… naked? No! He can’t look! He won’t look! No! No! No! Shit, he looks.
And you have your clothes on, so has he. Whew, what a relief!
Relief? Yeah, maybe a little, but… what if something actually happened? Would it be wrong? Bad?
Is he ready for this kind of intimacy? Is he ready to let himself get all of your affection? Does he deserve it?
He doesn’t feel like he deserves. Yes, the reason why you’re with him right now is because he had one of his episodes last night and you stayed to calm him.
It worked, apparently, as he actually slept. Well, that was new, he rarely has any sleep, he’s so scared of his painful dreams, he didn’t had any that night…
But… what about you? Are you okay with this? With him being like this?
“Saeran? Are you okay?” you rise your head and he feels his breath being taken away, your hair is a mess, you have bags under your eyes, and yet… you look beautiful!
“Y-Yes. I’m… I’m fine. I… am sorry for last night, MC, I…” “Don’t worry, it was all a nightmare, just rest a little more…” you make him nuzzle at your chest.
It wasn’t a nightmare, it was real. Yet you stayed until he fell asleep. When did you actually get a chance to sleep that night?
He’s so self-conscious and worried, but… your heartbeat… is calming him down… he’s feeling sleepy again…
This isn’t a dream, this is real.
He wakes up with your breath against his chest.
It’s so calm and soothing and… wait, are you two actually cuddling?
How did this happen? Oh yeah… he remembers.
You two are camping in this beautiful mountain, he managed to bring you along so you could help him with the photos.
It was cold at night, really cold as the blankets you brought weren’t enough, so he suggested you two hugged to keep each other warm.
He chuckles remembering you clearing your throat in embarrassment, but it was very cold…
And you are very warm, indeed. And soft… and your hair smells like heaven and… how can someone be so perfect even at such a vulnerable state?
Or is the vulnerability that makes you perfect like this? He grew some afraid of vulnerability for some time after… well, you know
But right now, he wants to allow himself being vulnerable around you as much as you are around him.
He also wants having you in his arms like this every day and night, but… no, maybe that’s too much.
“Jihyun?” oh, your sleepy voice calling his real name… is he really awake? Isn’t this a dream? “Are you still cold?”
“A little, MC. Can’t you come a little closer?” you are too sleepy to feel flustered, so you just put your leg over his body.
He wasn’t really cold, but now he’s definitely shivering.
BTS Reaction to seeing you after being on tour for 6 months
Requests are open! Message me!
Monster: You had gone to the airport to surprise him after being on
tour for so long. He had no idea you were going to be there. When he finally
saw you waiting for him, he dropped his bags, ran his hands through his hair a
couple of times and started to cry a little bit. You couldn’t take it anymore
and ran right into his arms. He picked you up and buried his head into your
time, I’m taking you with me.”
Suga: You had a
meal prepared for both of you for when he got home. And by a meal, you had
ordered take out and it was from his favorite place too. The minute he walked
through the door, he wouldn’t even care about his shoes on the carpet. He would
pull you into his arms and kiss your neck trailing all the way up to your
out? You are seriously the best girlfriend a man could ask for.”
Jin:You would be
waiting at home and it would be really late. You tried your best to stay awake
until he got home but it was now the early morning and you couldn’t stay awake
any longer. You would wake up to the smell of breakfast being made. You found
your way into the kitchen to see you sweet boy making you breakfast. He would
notice you walk in and pull you right into his arms. He would kiss the top of
your head and lift your chin so he could kiss your lips.
“Hardest 6 months of my life. I couldn’t go
another day without you.”
J-Hope: You had
work that night and there was no way you were going to be able to get the time
off on such short notice. You let J-hope know before you started your shift and
you told him you’d see him tonight. While you were taking a tables order, you
heard girls screaming coming from outside. You turned around and saw J-Hope,
holding flowers. He would come over and lay a huge kiss on your mouth.
“I’m sorry. I really couldn’t wait until
Taehyung: He would
come home to you, asleep on the couch, watching the end of your favorite movie.
He would flip off the tv and pull you right onto his lap. You didn’t even
budge. He would kiss your forehead and whisper cute little things into your
ear. He would take you two to the room and lay you down next to him. You would
wake up when he placed the blanket over both of you and slid his arms around
to sleep, love. I’m home and safe with you.”
Jimin: Jimin had
called earlier and said his flight got delayed and he wouldn’t be home for
another two days. As bummed as you were, you couldn’t really control the
situation so you just decided to deal with it. You were making dinner for
yourself when you heard a loud thud come from behind you. You were startled at
the sound and dropped the whole carton of eggs all over the floor. You turned
around to see Jimin standing there, arms open, waiting for you to come to him.
wanted to surprise you, darling.”
Jungkook: You were
hanging out at your friends house, knowing that Jungkook was coming home
tonight. You had so many emotions going on you couldn’t be alone so you decided
to just wait there until Jungkook told you he was home. The later it got, the
more anxious you got. That was until your friend opened her door and there he
was. You let out a little scream and covered your face as you were trying to
hide your tears. He crouched down next to you and held you in his arms.
15. “Are you still awake…?” & 24. “Are you really going to leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?”
Trauma came as standard in the BAU as a gun and a badge did; and no matter how many traumatic cases you had experienced, the pain never became easy to deal with.
The case had ended badly, with a man witnessing the brutal death of his wife, and Spencer felt at fault for it. During the plane ride back home to Quantico, he barely spoke a word, opting instead to either stare despondently out the window or play with the newly adorned engagement ring that you wore.
Knowing that there was more on his mind then the repeating images of the case, you allowed Spencer the time to process his thoughts. But now, as you both laid wide awake in your shared bed, you were beyond relieved when Spencer’s voice shattered the silent void that hung in the air.
“Are you still awake…?” his voice sounding distant since you both faced away from each other.
“Yeah, I am” you rolled over to face his side of the bed, groaning internally at the time that the alarm clock displayed.
Feeling the bed shift as you did, Spencer rolled onto his back, “I can’t stop thinking about it.”
Wrapping your arm around his waist and scooting closer, you pressed a kiss to his shoulder, “We did everything we could, Spencer. Sometimes, it’s not enough, but we can not sit here and take the blame for that.”
Shaking his head, Spencer opened his mouth as if to retort before sealing his lips together tightly. Turning to face you, the lines of worry resting between his eyebrows was one you had seen many times before — the same look he bore when he had a question resting on the tip of his tongue and yet couldn’t bring himself to ask it.
“I need some fresh air,” Spencer sounded uncertain of his own words, instantaneously taking your arm off of him and jumping out of bed.
“Are you really going to leave without asking me the question you’ve been dying to ask me?” you sat up, ready to make your way after him.
Stopping just shy of the door, Spencer hesitated briefly before slowly turning around and retreating to the foot of the bed.
“Do you still want to marry me?” his tone matching the distress in his eyes.
“Of course I do,” you answered in pure disbelief, “Why wouldn’t I?”
“I couldn’t save that woman today, and now, her husband has to deal with losing the love of his life,” the tone in Spencer’s voice was unintentionally vindictive, “Who’s to say that I could protect you if we were ever in that situation?”
That’s all it took for the dam to break. A sob wracked through Spencer’s body at the thought of being unable to protect you, at the thought of having to continue on living without you if someone were to ever rip your life away.
Crawling towards the edge of the bed, you propped yourself onto your knees and wrapped your arms around Spencer’s neck, automatically enveloped his arms around your waist and dropped his head into the crook of your neck.
“I trust you with every fiber of my being, Spencer,” your voice no louder than a whisper, “And nothing will ever change that.”
And with a ragged breath and teary eyes, Spencer prayed that your faith in him would be unerring.
Request from anon:I’d like to request Bucky x reader where she’s like 13/14 and he found her inside a hydra base while on a mission. She’s terrified at first of everything but warms up. Tony traces her DNA to figure out who her family is and they find out she’s Buckys. Hydra had him breed with a mutant to create a new asset and she’s the final result.
Note: I’m so sorry! I got COMPLETELY carried away with this. Unfortunately there isn’t loads where the reader is actually awake but I really hope I did your request justice with what I wrote <3
Bucky x Daughter!Reader
Warnings: Swearing, flashbacks, mentions of what could be deemed as rape. I think that’s all. If I have missed anything let me know!
Disclaimer: None of the GIFs used are mine so all credit goes to their creators <3
There were rumours that Hydra had a secret compound
over in England, one of the few countries that hadn’t been overrun by them yet,
and although there wasn’t a mountain of evidence to support the rumours there
was enough for Shield to ask for the help of The Avengers.
The journey over in
the jet was long and one of members of the team in particular was beginning
to grow rather restless.
“They have shield
agents in London right….so why are we having our arses dragged over here?”
Bucky was never the most
enthusiastic when it came to dealing with Hydra, knowing that the smallest of
slip ups could cause him to become their prisoner once more, and if that
happened all the memories he had managed to gain back would be gone and he
would know of nothing but his murderous ways The Winter Soldier. So his mood
was already pretty low…add a ten hour flight on top of that and he wasn’t even
going to try and hide his distaste for the situation.
Summary: You and Finn get into a fight, and you end up leaving. He shows up at your parents’ house and waits outside all night to prove that he will do anything to win your heart back. Fluff at the end!
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You sat in your car in a grocery store parking lot at 10:43 PM. It was cold, and rain was pouring down while lightning lit up the night sky. An empty parking lot wasn’t your first choice of where to be on a cold stormy night like this, but you didn’t have anywhere else to go. You lived with Finn…or you did until the fight the two of you just had. You didn’t have anywhere to go.
You reached up and wiped the tears from your cheeks with the sleeve of your shirt as you reached over and picked up your almost dead cell phone from the shotgun seat.
You dialed the only person you could think to call in the middle of the night when you needed something, your mom.
“Hello?” She said. Her voice was sleepy, and you felt bad for waking her up with your call.
“M-mom,“ you mumbled as you tried to stop the tears that continued to fall.
“Y/n? Is everything okay? What’s wrong?” She asked.
“Mom…can I, can I come stay at home tonight?” You asked.
“Of course, honey. Is everything okay?” She asked.
“N-no.” You said.
“What’s wrong? Are you hurt? Do I need to call Finn-?
“No!” You said as you cut her off before she could finish her sentence. “We…we had a fight, and I left.”
“It’s going to be fine, sweetie. Come home. I’ll turn the light on for you, okay?”
“Thank mom.” You said.
“I’m always here for you, baby. I’ll see you soon.” She said.
You drove across town and pulled into the familiar driveway of your childhood hope. Your mom was standing on the porch under the light in her night robe waiting for you. She hurried over to your car and pulled you into her arms as soon as you were out of the car.
“It’s going to be okay, sweetie.” She said as she held you tight.
“Thanks for letting me stay here tonight.” You said.
“You don’t have to thank me, this is what moms do.” She said.
“I promise I’ll leave in the morning-“
“You can stay as long as you need to. There’s no rush for you to leave.” She said.
She kept her arm around you as she led you into the house and up the stairs to your old room.
You immediately crawled under the covers and sighed at how warm they were.
“Do you need anything before I go to sleep?” She asked.
“No. I just want to try to sleep. I’m exhausted.” You said.
“Okay. I’m just down the hall if you need anything.” She said.
“Okay. Thanks again for letting me stay here tonight, mom.” You said.
“Sweetheart this will always be your home. You can come here anytime.” She said.
You tossed and turned all night as you tried to find a comfortable position. The storm continued to rage on outside your window, and all you wanted was to have Finn’s arms around you to keep you safe and warm. But instead of his arms wrapping around you his words from earlier replayed over and over in your head. “Just get out!” He had yelled as he pointed towards the door when he reached his breaking point.
He was frustrated. He felt great, and his shoulder had recovered amazingly. He felt like he was back at 100%. Despite being able to do all the exercises the doctors gave him, he had yet to be released to in-ring competition by WWE doctors. He became more frustrated with every day that passed which left him very short tempered with you. That led to an argument over the trash.
The trash. Who was going to take out the trash was literally the thing that ended your relationship.
You knew it was more than that. You knew it was how distant Finn had been with you for weeks. You knew it was that he barely touched you anymore. He didn’t kiss you when he left for rehab or when he came home. You didn’t have movie nights on the couch anymore. Most nights you were upstairs in bed on your laptop or phone or reading a book while Finn stayed downstairs watching wrestling or playing video games. Half of the time he didn’t even bother coming to bed, he would just pass out on the couch.
You finally fell asleep somewhere between three and four only to wake up at five and not be able to get back to sleep.
You sat up on the edge of the bed and stretched before deciding to go downstairs and watch some TV to try and take your mind off Finn.
You paused on the last step when you saw your parents looking through the glass of the front door at something outside.
“What are you looking at?” You asked.
They both turned around with shocked expressions on their faces.
“Sweetie, you’re awake.” Your mom said.
“Yeah, I couldn’t really sleep.” You said.
“Tell her.” Your dad said as he looked at your mom.
“Tell me what?” You asked.
“Maybe we shouldn’t tell her. She’s upset-“
“Tell me what mom?” You asked.
“Finn’s outside.” Your dad said.
“What? He’s outside? At five o’clock in the morning?” You asked.
“He’s been out there since just after you fell asleep. He won’t leave. Your mom has tried to talk to him. I tried to talk to him. He won’t go. Not until he talks to you.” Your dad said.
“He’s going to get himself sick.” You said.
“We told him that. He doesn’t care. Kid’s a wreck. I’ve never seen him like this.” Your dad said.
“Sweetie, I know you’re hurt, but maybe you should go talk to him. He was mad. You both were. People say things they don’t mean when they are mad.” Your mom said. “Finn still loves you.”
“I don’t think he does, mom. The way he sounded when he told me to get out…he’s never talked to me like that.”
“Honey, he’s been outside in the pouring rain and cold for five hours. He loves you. He wouldn’t still be out there if he didn’t.” Your mom said.
You stepped in between your parents to look through the glass. Sure enough there he was. Soaking wet with his head in his hands and his elbows on his knees sitting on the front step of your parents’ house. No coat. No umbrella. His clothes were completely soaked and sticking to him. The sight broke your heart more than the fight last night had.
“I know you’re upset, but he’s been out there all night. Will you please go talk to him? Poor boy is going to catch pneumonia.” Your dad said.
You sighed but nodded. You reached for the door handle and wrapped your hand around it and paused for a moment. You didn’t know what you were going to say. What could you say to him? Your relationship was too far broken to be fixed. There was no point in saving it.
You slowly opened the front door, and Finn’s head immediately snapped out of his hands. He turned to see who had opened the door. He stood up when he saw that it was you.
“Y/n-“ he began.
“Go home, Finn.” You said. “You’re scaring my parents.”
“I’m not leavin’.” He said.
“I’m not coming back, Finn. I can’t come back.”
“I’m not leavin’ til you do, love.”
“Finn, you wanted me to leave. You were the one that told me to get out.” You said.
“And I regret it. I was mad. I didn’t mean it. I love ya, Y/n. Yer all I want. I want ya ta come home.” He said.
“Finn, I can’t just pretend like you didn’t say what you said.” You said.
“I’m not askin’ you to. I just want a chance. You don’t have ta forgive me right now. Just please come home and give me a chance to show ya that I’m sorry.” He said.
“Finn, I don’t know…”
“I’m begging ya.” He said.
He didn’t let you finish your sentence. Hee reached out and grabbed your wrists and pulled you into his chest. He cupped your face in his hands and looked into your eyes.
“Please, Y/n. Just give me a chance.” He begged. “You’re all I got. I don’t have wrestling, I need ya. I need ya more than I need to get back into that ring. I need ya more than I need hearin’ the roar of the crowd. I need ya like I need air. I’ve been a wreck since ya left and nothin’ makes sense. My chest hurts. My eyes hurt. All I know is I love ya, and I want ya back.”
You felt tears mixed with rain drops slide down your cheeks at his words.
“Please, just give me a chance, love.” He pleaded.
You hesitated but finally gave in and nodded. The heart wanted what it wanted. As hurt as you were about the argument, you loved Finn more than anything on the planet, and you would do whatever it took to make your relationship work.
Finn’s lips curved into a smile before he leaned in and pressed his lips to yours. You wrapped your arms around his neck as you stood there in the pouring rain kissing the love of your life.
Finn pulled away and smiled before he leaned in and kissed you again. He then started to pepper kisses all over your face.
“I’m so sorry, love.” He said.
“It’s okay Finn.” You said.
“C’mon let’s get ya inside, love. You’re soaked.” He said.
Reader has complications during what’s supposed to be a normal childbirth and has to fight for her life.
Warnings: Angst, Hella Sadness, Death (???)
Words: 2k and some change.
You can take a quick listen here (highly recommend that you listen if you want to cry😂)
It’s not supposed to happen
like this, Tom thought as tears streamed down his face. He sat in the private waiting
room with both of your families. He let out a loud sob and his mother rested
his head on her shoulder. “She’s going to make it.” She kept repeating that to
her son whose mind explored what he could’ve done better as a husband as you
fought for you and your unborn baby girl’s life.
“Are you nervous?” You
joked as he drove to the hospital. “Me, I’m not the one giving birth.” He said.
“Well by the way your gripping that steering wheel I would say you were.” You
laughed and then winced once you felt a contraction. He jerked his head to look
at you, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah, just the
contractions.” You rubbed your stomach and smiled, “I can’t wait for her.” He
nodded, “She’s going to be perfect.” He said loosening his grip from the
steering wheel and took your hand. He pulled up to the hospital and ran to
alert the staff.
You were wheeled to your
room and made comfortable, “everyone’s on the way.” Tom said looking up from
his phone. “Calm down baby.” You laughed taking in his anxious demeanor. “I-I’m
fine.” He shrugged, taking a seat beside the bed. Six hours had passed and all
of your family had been in the room to see you. “You two are going to be great
parents.” Mrs. Holland gushed grabbing your hand. After a chatting for a while,
you felt a fire shoot through your lower body. You let out an agonizing scream
and Tom jumped up, “Are you okay love?”
“The contractions are
getting closer.” You breathed. “I’ll go get the doctor.” His parents walked out
of the room t o get your OB/GYN. The doctor came in and smiled, “So how are we
“They’re closer.” Tom
answered. She put on her gloves and checked you, “You’re not dilated yet so we’ll
give you the epidural and then let the magic happen.”
Request: aww i’m really sick at the Moment :( Would you maybe write an imagine with Bucky where you’re his girlfriend but also dealing with a nasty flu and he is all caring and protective, doing anything to help you and makes sure you’re comfortable and stuff ? That would be really great <3
You suddenly jolted awake in your bed, gently wrapping your hand around your throat. It had a nasty sting that flowed through your chest and your mouth was producing a lot more saliva. You knew what was about to happen.
Quickly throwing the blankets off of you and stumbling over your own two feet, you rushed into your bathroom and bent over the toilet, emptying your stomach. You coughed up the rest and took deep breaths, the little episode leaving you without air for a few minutes.
You stood up and suddenly felt really cold and drained of energy. You flushed the toilet and brushed your teeth twice before all traces of the nasty stomach fluids went away. You walked back into your bedroom and slipped on your warm Stark Industries hoodie.
You felt like death as you checked the time. 5:30am. The sun wasn’t even out yet and you knew you weren’t going to be able to sleep. Bucky was always the first awake so he could run early with Steve. He was more than likely in the kitchen. You sighed, feeling nauseous and dizzy. Your body ached as you walked out of your room and down the elevator to the kitchen.
The light was already on and it gave you a headache. Or did you already have it? You didn’t remember; it was hard to focus when you were shivering violently. You walked in the kitchen and saw Bucky reading the newspaper, still in just his sweats from last night.
You let out a cough, startling the man. Bucky’s head shot up to you and he took in your appearance. “You’re so pale. What’s the matter, Doll?” He asked, quickly coming over to you. His hands rested on your cheeks and he gasped. “You’re burning up! Do you feel okay?” Bucky asked, his shocked expression making you smile a little.
You just shrugged and coughed again, covering your mouth with your arm. “I threw up and I’m freezing. Everything hurts.” You explained with a scratchy voice. Bucky frowned and touched your forehead. “What did you eat last night?” Bucky asked, moving to get you some water and to make you some soup.
You sat down on the stool he was on moments ago, the warmth on it comforting you. Bucky grabbed some medicine and put your chicken noodle soup on the stove, waiting for it to heat up. “I didn’t have much of an appetite actually. So I skipped.” You said softly. He set the medicine down along with your water bottle.
Bucky hummed in response as he got the thermometer and came around to stand beside you. You turned to face him and frowned. “Bucky, I-I’m fine. Really.” You didn’t want to admit you were sick because you knew Bucky would try to help you any way he could. You didn’t mind, but he would eventually stay with you the whole time and sacrifice his upcoming missions just to take care of you.
“Open.” Bucky said, ignoring your previous words. You sighed and did as Bucky said, letting him stick the thermometer under your tongue. Bucky watched you closely and sighed. “You might have the flu.” He said lowly, gently tucking your hair behind your ear. “Baby, you’re gonna need lots of rest, okay?” Bucky said, pecking your forehead. You nodded and the simple movement made your head spin slightly.
The pot of soup on the stove started boiling and Bucky quickly moved over and poured it in a bowl. He set the spoon down in it, stirring it lightly as he blew cool air on it. You took the thermometer out when it started beeping and you groaned at the number. “What’s it say?” Bucky asked worriedly as he set your bowl of soup down in front of you. He took it from you and his eyes grew wide. “103? Y/N, you’ve definitely got the flu.” Bucky said, setting the thermometer down.
You groaned again, suddenly feeling really hot. You breathed out and coughed hard, this time feeling the congestion in your chest. Bucky rubbed your back and grabbed a spoon full of soup, bringing some of the warm liquid up to your mouth. You gently swallowed it and let the warmth soothe your sore throat.
After you finished your soup and took some medicine, Bucky carried you to your bedroom. You sighed, slipping off your hoodie now. You were starting to sweat and Bucky frowned as he sat on the edge of your bed. “I’m gonna let Steve know you’re ill. I’m staying with you until you’re better.” Bucky said quietly, reaching for your hand. He softly stroked the back of it and you sighed.
“You don’t have to stay with me, Bucky.” You said softly, looking at Bucky with a frown. He just smiled sadly at you. “Y/N, you’re sick and everyone else will be gone on the mission today. Who would take care of you then?” Bucky asked, sending a quick text to Steve. It always amused you to see Bucky and Steve using their iPhones. Their fingers were so large, sometimes you couldn’t even understand what either of them typed and sent you.
Bucky set his phone down on your bedside table and you quickly sat up, holding your mouth closed. “Doll?” Bucky asked, his eyebrows furrowed. You shot out of bed and rushed into the restroom, the toilet full of the soup you just had. You felt a hand pull your hair back and Bucky rested his head on your shoulder. You couldn’t care less how you looked right now, you just knew it was all a hot mess.
You finally finished and you were breathing hard, trying to catch your breath. Tears filled your eyes and you sniffled. “I hate throwing up.” You said with a cough. Bucky stood up and got a wash cloth, running it under the cool water at the sink. He handed it to you and you grabbed it, wiping your hot face. “Doll, I’m so sorry.” Bucky said quietly, his hand resting on your shoulder.
You stood up and flushed the toilet, quickly brushing your teeth again. Bucky kept his arms wrapped around your waist, his hands gently rubbing across your stomach. His chin was resting on your shoulder and you sighed, cleaning off the toothpaste around your lips. Bucky led you back into your room and you got the chills again. You shivered harshly and buried yourself under your blankets.
Bucky climbed in beside you, his body heat immediately drawing you into him. Bucky held you as close as possible, wrapping his leg protectively over yours. His lips stayed on your warm forehead as he gently rubbed your back. You hummed and closed your eyes, exhaustion creeping into your body. “Thank you, Bucky.” you said softly. Bucky smiled against your forehead.
You felt Bucky hug you closer as you shivered again. “I’ll always be here to take care of you, Doll.” Bucky said.
Suddenly someone knocked on your door, pulling you out of your rest. You groaned, waking up from having been in a deep sleep and your head killing you. “Come in.” Bucky said quiet enough not to hurt your ears. Your door opened and Sam poked his head in, Clint and Steve joining him.
They all piled in your room, one by one, taking in your sick state. “Guys, she needs to rest. Steve, I thought I told you I wasn’t going to make it.” Bucky said, holding you even closer, shielding your body as if to let them know not to come near you right now.
You nuzzled your face in Bucky’s neck. “We just wanted to make sure she isn’t dying.” Steve said, making Sam snicker. He immediately stopped when Bucky shot him a glare and Steve slapped his shoulder with the back of his hand. Clint chuckled and Sam glared at him.
You groaned and turned to look at the men. “Yow!” Clint yelled, seeing how pale you were. “Daaamn!” Sam yelled, holding his fist to his mouth while he made an ‘o’ face. You shot them your middle finger and Steve quickly ushered the two men out of your room. “Sorry.” Steve muttered. You rolled your eyes and buried yourself deeper into Bucky’s body. “I’ll deal with them later.” Steve said with a sigh.
Bucky nodded and rested his hand on your cheek, stroking it with your thumb. “Y/N, please, sleep.” Bucky said, looking down at you. He turned to Steve with an apologetic look. “Steve, she needs to rest. She just has the flu.” Bucky explained shortly. Steve nodded sadly. “Let me know of any changes.” Steve said before leaving, joining the others to go on the mission.
You whimpered and looked up at Bucky. “Do I really look that bad?” You asked, your voice almost gone. Bucky frowned at the sound of your weak voice, shaking his head. “Of course not. You’re so beautiful, Doll.” Bucky said, kissing your forehead. You smiled a little and closed your eyes, sleep once again calling your name.
“Sleep well, Y/N. I love you.” Bucky whispered, staring at your face he adored so much.
Note: I hope you feel better, sweetie! I want Bucky to take care of me when I’m sick, aw. feedback is welcome! .c
Hello! Can I maybe have the rfa + v and saeran planning something romantic with mc but everything going completely wrong? Bonus points if its very fluffy! Thank you! Btw, your hc always make me happy! You're a top writer and I really enjoy the way you write the rfa, but especially saeran! Thanks!
Well sweetcheeks Saeran is my favourite
of all of them hands down so I’m very happy you enjoy me writing him
as much as I do. I think he has the most potential and the best
design, personally. I also think that Cheritz wasted him (and most of
the other characters) in order to putsch Seven which is something I
find extremely tiring. So, until I get a Saeran route that does that
poor boy justice you can pry that beautiful creature from my cold,
dead hands. Also, I’ll write HC’s for him until my hands start to
bleed. Saeran (◕▿◕✿)
I think I overdid it a little? I hope you still like it?
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♬ he’d planned this date for a long time
♬ the two of you had been so busy lately,
Zen had decided to do something special to make up for it
♬ everything was perfectly planned and
taken care off
♬ he’d prepared a beautiful picnic to be
eaten at the park
♬ the food he’d prepared was mostly self
made and delicious
♬ the weather outside was sunny and warm
♬ and the paddle boat rent had opened
again for the season
♬ it was time for the perfect date
♬ you’d been so excited for that date too
♬ seeing how happy and cheerful Zen was
about it only made it better
♬ he’d found a beautiful, shady spot
under a big willow
♬ you’d spread out your big blanket and
then went on to rent the paddle boat
♬ neither of you was really hungry at
that moment, and the glistering lake just looked so enticing
♬ at first everything was fine, idyllic
and romantic even
♬ sitting opposite each other you smiled
and laughed together, talked about anything and everything
♬ Zen was paddling, strong arms allowing
you to glide over the water
♬ you had one of those pretty parasols
that made the entire scene seem as if from a movie
♬ Zen really liked that idea, your
relationship being the type people made movies about
♬ sadly, those moments often lasted for a
very brief time and this was no different
♬ when he got up to get to you and press
a sweet kiss to your lips, Zen lost balance
♬ suddenly the boat was shaking rapidly
and you getting nervous caused the two of you to flail and fall
♬ the water was bitter cold, despite the
♬ neither of you was able to turn the
boat back around and get in, so you had to swim
♬ you were forced to leave the parasol
behind he’d gotten you, almost drowning for a moment
♬ once finally outside of the water,
drenched and shaking, you’d made your way to the willow only to find
that animals had attacked your basket and most of the food was either
scattered or gone
♬ needless to say that Zen was devastated
♬ his perfect date had fallen apart
completely, despite all his efforts
♬ as you saw him pout at the remains of
the food he’d prepared for you two, you felt your heart swell
♬ God, you loved that idiot so much…
♬ you took his hand and pulled him
towards the blanket anyway
♬ the stuff that wasn’t usable you threw
away together, but the entire time you smiled
♬ frankly, as long as you two were
together, you were happy
♬ you two sat down together, cuddling up
against one another, mainly for warmth
♬ he used the blanket to wrap around the
two of you, instead sitting on the soft grass
♬ luckily some of the fruit were saved,
as they’d been in harder to open boxes
♬ you took one of those and held it out
for Zen, smiling at the other sweetly
♬ when he realized that you were still
smiling, trying to make the best out of it even now by feeding him
some fruit, all his sadness instantly melted away
♬ as he opened his mouth and accepted the
strawberry you were offering, Zen knew
♬ he knew that he’d never loved someone
like he loved you and that he never would again
♬ after that you moved from the shadows
of the willow into the sun
♬ you laid down together, hand in hand,
letting the warmth dry your body
♬ you threw a frisbee around for a while,
played catch and hide and seek
♬ a man selling fish-shapes bread turned
up a couple of hours later and you bought a couple
♬ you ate them as the sun went down, blue
water turning back with the darkness
♬ you watched the stars for hours,
sharing sweet kisses from time to time
♬ eventually you went home, made love and
fell asleep in each others arms
★ Yoosung is a very attentive person
★ he never misses an opportunity to do
something nice for you
★ he isn’t as overly sweet and romantic
as Zen, not does he have the means to take you on expensive dates as
Jumin might be able to, but he tries his best…he’s sweet, you
★ he always remembers birthdays and anniversaries, goes all
out on Valentines day
★ sometimes he just likes to surprise you
too, just for the sake of it
★ he thinks of you as his saviour, the
one who saved him from himself
★ so, in an attempt to never let you
forget how much he appreciates you, he planned a romantic date
★ while you were at work he’d used his
free day to cook your favourite dinner
★ he put candles on the table, roses and
the nice plates and all
★ he was just putting together the first
plate when suddenly he heard the keys in the lock
★ you were an hour early and Yoosung
panicked a little
★ he wasn’t quite ready yet!
★ not that
you minded even in the slightest
★ when you entered the kitchen, smelling
food, your breath got caught in your throat at the view
★ not only was the table beautifully set
and the food smelled great but Yoosung look utterly adorable with his
hair pushed back, cooking in his apron
★ you cooed and Yoosung blushed,
nervously scratching the back of his head
★ he helped you out of your coat and hung
it up for you while you chuckled with delight
★ he was just so cute when he tried hard
★ he lead you to the table, pulled back
the chair for you, even spread a little napkin on your lap
★ when he put the finished plate before
you it looked and smelled divine
★ he’d become an even better cook over
the last couple of years so you knew you were in for a treat
★ you also smiled with glee as you
realized it was your favourite meal
★ he watched you take the first bite,
smiling with excitement
★ thats when you grimaced, obviously
struggling to swallow, and his face fell
★ what had he done wrong?
★ when he tried the food himself he found
★ you’d told him a million times to label
the sugar and salt, just in case, and he’d never listened
★ he accidentally switched them up and
now everything was borderline vomit inducing
★ he didn’t even want to imagine what the
cake tasted like…great
★ as you watched him hang his head your
heart swelled with pride
★ you stood up and went to hug him from
behind, pressing a kiss to his cheek
★ sadly, you had to toss everything away,
but it was alright
★ you spend the rest of the evening
cooking something nice together, brushing hips and stealing glances
★ as the candles has burned down you
decided to cuddle up on the couch, plates on your knees
★ you ate while watching videos on
YouTube, occasionally stealing from each others plate
★ soon the plates were abandoned, the two
of you lying on the couch together
★ you weren’t fully asleep, but neither
★ your head resting on his chest,
Yoosungs arms wrapped around your figure
★ he brushed through your hair, smiling
against your forehead contently
★ despite the date not having gone they
way he thought it would, Yoosung learned valuable lessons
★ 1) always label sugar and salt ★ 2)
the best moments aren’t the ones that are planned
★ when you really love a person you can
do the most mundane things and they are still the best
★ “I love you.”
you too, doofus”
★ and then you fell asleep
♨ you two hadn’t had a free day in what
felt like ages
♨ the work load was not half as
exhausting as working for Jumin, but you still needed to unwind
♨ especially considering that even your
‘free days’ were often spend planning for the café
♨ sometimes re-decorating or something
♨ through all of the stress you’d never
given up on Jaehee, never once complained
♨ you’d worked hard to make her
dream come true and now she wanted to do something for you
♨ namely go on a short trip to the beach
to relax and have some fun
♨ when the day finally came, Jaehee was
♨ She had three towels – just in case –
a beach ball, a second bathing suit and set of clothes, enough food
and cake to feed an entire army, a beach umbrella and liters of
♨ since you only had one day, your trip
started in the early morning hours
♨ that way you could use the entire day
as well as avoid rush hour
♨ despite being quite exhausted herself,
Jaehee insisted on driving
♨ this was all for you, so you should be
relaxing from finish to start
♨ you offered multiple times to take
over, but Jaehee refused every time
♨ eventually you fell asleep with your
face pressed to the window
♨ Jaehee found it extremely endearing,
saddened that she couldn’t take a picture
♨ when you finally arrived at the beach
it was still relatively empty
♨ it gave you the time and space to
choose a nice spot and build up everything
♨ you instantly wanted to go into the
water, cool your overheated body
♨ Jaehee on the other hand decided to lie
in the shade for a while, telling you she’d follow soon
♨ that’s when you got rid of the dress
you’d been wearing, leaving you standing in nothing but the most
adorable bikini Jaehee had ever seen
♨ she could feel her cheeks heat up,
instantly putting on her sunglasses to hide at least some of her over
the top reaction
♨ she watched you run to the water, so
cheerful and happy, smiling to herself
♨ you played around in the water for a
while, floated and swam while Jaehee watched
♨ she didn’t even notice how heavy her
eyes had gotten when she was suddenly asleep
♨ it felt like mere seconds later that
you were harshly shaking her awake
♨ she’d forgotten to put sunscreen on and
while you’d been in the water having fun, not paying attention, she’d
burned up to match the colour of a lobster
♨ you insisted that you go home right
now, so you can take care of that horrible burn
♨ on the way back you were the one
driving, hurrying just to get her home soon
♨ during the drive you put some of the
ice packs on her skin or the now wet towel over her body
♨ once home you told her to lie on her
back while you rubbed aloe vera all over her body, wherever she’d
♨ after that you disappeared for a while
only to return with liters and liters of milk
♨ Jaehee was extremely ashamed as you
filled the entire bath with it and told her to get in
♨ she’d wanted to make this a nice day at
the beach and instead she’d ruined it
♨ you didn’t mind at all, however, as you
sat behind her and carefully rubbed in the milk into her back
♨ once she’d showered you’d put on Zen’s
musicals and marathoned them
♨ you braided each others hair in your
PJ’s and ate some unhealthy food you usually wouldn’t
♨ you even build a pillow fort together
♨ it isn’t quite the night Jaehee had
planned, but neither of you has ever been that relaxed, so she calls
the entire thing a win after all
♨ “Thanks for today.”
I completely ruined the beach trip?”
♨ “I don’t care. As long as we’re
together, I’m happy.”
♛ he knows better than anyone how hard it
is to work all day long
♛ Jumin also knows the feeling of being
on the verge of breaking down under the workload
♛ so when he notices the first traces of
dark circles and tiredness he instantly has to do something
♛ you’ve been overworking yourself,
between planning the party, helping Jaehee in her café, Yoosung’s
clinic and even sometimes Jumin himself
♛ he’s expressed concern about that
before, but you’d always brushed it off
♛ after all you wanted to help as much as
you could and make everyone happy
♛ it wasn’t like you had a ‘normal’ job
anyway, so why not?
♛ while he still didn’t have the heart to
stop you, Jumin came up with something else
♛ he wanted to treat you to something
relaxing, spoil you for a couple of days
♛ so he booked the two of you a nice
wellness weekend at an expensive spa
♛ he’d been forced to keep it a secret
for a while, as the place was rather booked, so the appointment he
got wasn’t immediate
♛ but when he finally told you and got
the brightest smile and kisses in return, he’d never felt prouder of
♛ that weekend you’d packed your things
and made your way to the spa, eager to relax
♛ sadly, that didn’t quite out as there
had been a mix-up and your spot had been given away
♛ Jumin immediately asked for another,
but the next one was at least a month away
♛ he wanted to get angry and basically
get everyone involved fired for this
♛ especially at how disappointed you
looked because of their mistake
♛ but he knew that him getting angry and
bossy made you sad, so the two of you took your leave
♛ he felt horrible for having put you
through this, especially as you were strangely quiet on the drive
♛ then a got an idea!
♛ maybe he couldn’t get you into that
particular wellness spa, but he had the means to make the day just as
relaxing at home
♛ so the second you got up to the
penthouse he called a couple of people before turning his attention
back to you and only you
♛ from that moment on he took control
over your relaxation
♛ he ran you a bath with rose pedals and
bubbles and hot water just the way you like it
♛ he gave you a full body massage and for
all the things he couldn’t do – such as manicures, pedicures and
even getting your hair done – he got professionals just for you
♛ they made you the dinner you wanted
afterwards, which you enjoyed candlelit with classical music softly
playing in the background
♛ it was a peaceful evening spent talking
and laughing without a worry in the world
♛ Jumin even finished the day off by
tugging you into bed himself
♛ he then set beside the bed and like the
first night you’d slept in that penthouse he read to you
♛ it was your favourite book and even the
original copy he’d gotten you
♛ his low voice soothed you even further,
entire body relaxing into the mattress as he read
♛ eventually he laid down beside you,
pulling you against his chest
♛ you hummed happily, cuddling up to your
♛ “I’m sorry todays plans were
♛ “Are you kidding? You taking care of me
for the whole day was much better than any spa.”
smiled then, once more reminded just how lucky he was to meet you
♛ he gently tilted your head up, pressing
a kiss to your lips
♛ “I love you, darling. If you wanted,
I would give you the world.”
♛ “I don’t want the world though,
silly. All I’d ever want is right here beside me.”
♛ he held you until you fell asleep,
heart swollen with joy
☼ Sevens idea of date night is quite
different from what other people would consider
☼ he also isn’t really familiar with what
most would consider 'romantic’
☼ it’s not something that has ever
bothered you, as you yourself aren’t really hearts and flowers
☼ you like that most of the time your
dates are fun and different
☼ that is until one of his bright ideas
goes wrong again
☼ because you can be sure that generally
you’re the one who has to clean up the mess afterwards
☼ like that one time he got arrested and
you had to bail him out
☼ who would have thought that he’d take
hide and seek so serious!
☼ The idiot broke into someones house for
☼ over time you’d gotten used to even
that, though and generally it was fun to watch as his mugshots were
taken every time
☼ you laughed a lot
☼ so, when he suggested something calmer
this time you were surprised
☼ he said that he’d noticed how
exhausting your dates were for you, so he wanted to do something you
would enjoy as well; a games night in
☼ he’d gotten out cards, chess, multiple
video – and boardgames
☼ Seven was ready and his excitement was
☼ he’d ordered take out for the entire
night, stocked up on PhD Pepper and Honey Buddha Chips and both of
you had changed into your matching cat PJ’s
☼ the evening started nice enough
☼ you were cuddled up on the couch,
beating each others asses at some first person shooters
☼ after that you stuffed yourself full
while playing cards at the table
☼ he actually let you win a couple of
rounds of chess, smiling to himself as you did your little victory
dance only to put on an annoyed face once you looked at him
☼ he just loved how cheerful you were at
even the smallest things
☼ then he suggested playing Twister and
you should have known better
☼ Seven spends all day crouching in front
of his computer, of course he’d suck at Twister
☼ actually, for a while it worked out
☼ since both of you were rather
competitive, the two of you each gave your best
☼ it was a very intense round, which
probably caused what happened after
☼ in an attempt to look cool and win the
game Seven had attempted to do that 'cool lean-back thing’ from the
☼ sadly, he wasn’t quite as sportive as
with a sudden cracking sound, Seven fell to the floor
☼ …and he couldn’t move
☼ the rest of the night was spent waiting
in the ER for someone to fix whatever Seven had done
☼ by the time you got home the sun was
about to rise
☼ so you suggested for the two of you to
go up on the roof to watch
☼ as you set there, sharing a Honey
Buddha Chips bag with your feet dangling off the roof, your head
resting on his shoulder you suddenly burst into laughter
☼ “What are you laughing
☼ “You, mainly, and all the bullshit you get
☼ “My, honey, thank you so much for
☼ “I drove your crying ass to the
hospital, you have no right to complain. Anyway,
what I was trying to say is…Seven you’re the weirdest dude I know
and I love you for it. You’re unconventional, but I’d rather tell our
grandchildren the extraordinary things that happen to us, all the
adventures I get to have because I chose you instead of the typical
guy taking me to wine and dine. Today was a great date night. Thank
you”, you say, pressing a kiss to his cheek, causing him to
☼ “I’m glad we agree. I love you
too…by the way.”
☀ when Saeran heard that there was a fair
in town, he got excited
☀ the doctor had warned you that he might
show certain childish behaviours due to all the trauma and loss of a
☀ you didn’t see the problem though, as
you found it extremely endearing
☀ he hadn’t smiled in such a long time so
to see him beam…hell, you’d win him one of those life sizes plush
bears at the throwing stand and more
☀ it was especially sweet to watch him
struggle and stutter through his attempt of inviting you to a date on
that particular fair
☀ of course you said yes, as you
personally liked fairs too and would do anything to make him smile
☀ the fair was quite packed, but nothing
both of you couldn’t handle
☀ he actually did win you a plush bear,
although not a life sized one
☀ the two of you shared some cotton candy
and even went to the ghost house together
☀ Saeran actually didn’t push you away
when you clung to him and you were actually thinking he might have
☀ as the afternoon began to turn into
evening and night Saeran suggest to go on the ferris wheel
☀ you were a little surprised, as it
wasn’t really exciting and mostly what couples did together
☀ when you saw him blush you realized
that he wanted to do that with you and you blushed as well
☀ you walked there side by side, silent
and not touching but with rapidly beating hearts
☀ you got in and both enjoyed the view
slowly showing itself to you
☀ until suddenly the wheel came to a
rapid halt and didn’t continue to move anymore
☀ then the announcement followed that it
was broken and they were working to fix it
☀ well…that was unfortunate
☀ the two of you looked at each other,
eyes wide with shock but with nowhere to go
☀ you were at the top of the wheel, so
there was really no option but to sit and wait
☀ for a long time things were very
☀ both of you looked anywhere but each
other and when you actually did steal a glance and your eyes locked
both of your faces heated up and you quickly looked away
☀ there was a long silence as well, both
of you staring outside of your respective window
☀ then Saeran sighed, shoulders sagging
☀ “This is not how I’d imagined
our first date to go.”
☀ you understood what he meant, but
you didn’t agree at all
☀ with a gentle smile you reached out,
taking his hand into your to get his attention
☀ Saeran instantly looked up, locking
eyes with you, wide and confused
☀ “I really
loved this date so far. As far as first dates go, this is still one
of my best if not the best one. Plus, we get to enjoy this beautiful
view for much longer than any other couple so really, we’re lucky.”
☀ it wasn’t perfect, but it made Saeran
☀ you decided to switch from your side to
his so you two were sitting next to one another
☀ there was still a silence and Saeran
was a little stiff for a while, cheeks heated, eyes downcast
suddenly his hand inched closer and he tentatively laced your fingers
☀ both of you were looking in opposite
directions and yet both of you were smiling just the same
☀ you watched the sun set together and
when it was replaced by starts you finally turned to look at each
☀ his eyes scanned over your face, coming
to a halt on your lips
☀ he looked between them and your eyes,
asking for permission
☀ you gave a quick nod and finally your
lips met in a sweet, loving kiss
☀ you buried your fingers in his hair as
his hands rested on his hips
☀ both of you were completely lost in the
kiss, soon growing more confident and passionate
☀ you didn’t even notice when the wheel
started to move again
📷 with V having gone completely blind,
date possibilities were rather limited
📷 of course you could still go to dinner,
but almost everything else was harder or near impossible
📷 even watching a movie in the cinema –
the most basic date – was not really something you could do
📷 which was a shame, V knew, because you
loved watching movies
📷 he used to love watching movies too,
before he went blind
📷 that was when he heard about blind
commentary for the first time
📷 you could’t watch a movie in the
cinema, but you could watch one at home
📷 you’d done so much for the RFA and him,
V thought that the least he could do was switch up your usual dinner
dates for movies for once
📷 so, with a plan in mind he’d made his
way to the nearest VideoWorld
📷 it had been quite a while since he’d
last seen a movie, so V had made his way directly to the register to
ask for some advice
📷 he wanted a movie that was romantic,
popular and would make his girlfriend happy
📷 not that the guy behind the counter
📷 the second he’d seen the crane and
realized the man in front of him was fully blind he’d decided to pull
a little prank on him
📷 something neither his girlfriend nor
him would forget for a long time
📷 with a smile in his voice he’d told him
he’d be right back, returning with what he told V was 'The Notebook’,
the best movie for dates
📷 V had thanked the guy, payed and made
his way home
📷 he’d managed to get the DVD in and even
ordered Pizza, drinks and ice cream to go with it
📷 when you finally came home he greeted
you with a kiss, told you that he’d run you a bath and he’d wait for
you to join him
📷 you thanked him, adoring how
considerate and sweet your boyfriend was
📷 once you’d showered off the day and
were warm and comfortable on the couch he handed you the remote for
the DVD player
📷 you were surprised but he looked so
happy and exited about it so you figured he’d gotten a DVD for the
two of you to watch
📷 how sweet, he knew how much you loved
📷 however, when you pressed play it
wasn’t The Notebook…not at all
📷 the cover showed two naked women
caressing each other…amongst other things
📷 your eyes almost popped out of your
head and you froze for a moment
📷 had V really chosen a porno?
📷 Then it clicked…V was blind so
someone else must have chosen for him
📷 you quickly reached for the remote and
tried to turn it off, but it was too late and the moaning and other
obscene sounds started
📷 now it was V’s eyes widening, cheeks
heating and swallowing loudly
📷 after a very, very awkward minute you
finally managed to turn the damn thing off, sagging
📷 “T-that wasn’t The Notebook, I
📷 bless V for his big heart, trust and
📷 “No, honey, that wasn’t The
Notebook. I guess someone tried to pull a prank. I’m sorry.”
alright…I’m just sorry it ruined my plan for date night. I know
going out with me isn’t easy and our options are limited so I really
wanted to make you happy.”
📷 “V…you make me very
happy. It’s not about the dates. You show me how much you care every
single day with every word and gesture. Not to mention that you’re
trying to adjust yourself. I appreciate you even trying to do
something like that for me. Thank you.”
📷 you kissed, smiling
against each others lips
📷 …and maybe just maybe that special
copy of The Notebook came in handy later that day after all
Jungkook carried your limp and battered body bridal style into Jin’s car.
“Yo. She seems pretty bruised up and all. You might want to check up on her now.” Jungkook informed Jin, looking at the worn out look on your face.
“Sure thing.” Jin replied, before Jungkook return into the warehouse.
Jin tried to feed you water little by little, seeing your parched lips. He sit you up. Checking for any broken bones or wounds.
“Nothing too bad. Guess Jaebum’s still a gentleman to women.” Jin thought out loud.
“Ji-n?” You tried to open your eyes, squinting when you couldn’t clear your vision.
“You are awake! That’s actually really fast for you condition. How do you feel? When we get back i will give a more indepth check on you. For now you are alright.” Jin reassured you.
“Did you save me ?” You asked, rubbing your sore hands.
“Hahas. I would love to be your knight in shinning armour. But you already have two idiots protecting you.” Jin joked.
Genuinely confused, you look towards him for answers.
“Gosh. Did they hit you that hard?” Jin asked.
“Taehyung and Hoseok.”
“Oh. WHAT?!“you almost screamed if not for your condition.
“Did you think that two idiots never care for you at all ? Men aren’t that heartless you know.” Jin answered.
“Hoseok being hoseok, ring me up saying things like he might not be back and left me hanging. Then you have Taehyung calling Namjoon in his meeting saying he wanted BTS to save you.” Jin was then interrupted by Yoongi opening the door.
“Did Hoseok think we are useless ? But then again did taehyung think we are god or something. What using himself as bait and sh*t to distract. I know he took pychology but. Are you okay ?” Yoongi trying to cover his concern for you, and getting himself into his seat.
“Yeah. I am fine. Hoseok and Tae did what?” You replied, worried, face pale.
“Look yoongi. You made her worried.” Jin teased Suga knowing full well he was weak with women in general.
“Yah. You guys. Hey there (y/n), those two idiots are fine. So don’t you worry too much okay! Just rest and ignore this two good for nothing for your own good.” Jimin interrupted, opening and getting into the seat next to you.
“Did you just call me good for nothing? You useless kid.” Yoongi retorted tiredly.
“You admitted that yourself yoongi.” Jin laughed.
“Guys. Where’s Hoseok and Taehyung?” You asked weakly.
“Getting lecture by Namjoon what else.” Jin joked.
You felt a little guilty for them. But then again you missed this interaction between the guys. If not for the pain you were put through, you would gladly join back, without a doubt. Now, you are just worried for the both of them and slightly happy at the fact that they care about you. More so than you are suppose to.
Taehyung came onto the car next, making eye contact with you and quickly looking away.
“How are you feeling?” Taehyung asked, looking at you through the car mirror.
“Yeah. Definitely better than in there.” You joked.
“Don’t mention it.”
Hoseok then entered with Jungkook tagging behind him. He immediately went to your other side and check if you are doing fine.
“(Y/n). I am so sorry. I am sorry for not saving you earlier. Let us take care of you. At least until you recover alrights?” He grazed his pad of his thumb against your bruised cheek and tugged your hair behind your ear. In which you nodded your head.
“Dude. I was the one that got her out of there. Don’t go claiming all credit.” Jungkook joked, lightening the atmosphere.
“Oh shut up Jungkook. If it’s not for me.” Namjoon entered last, flipping his non-existence long hair. In which the entire car brust in laughter.
“Kids. We are here.” Jin clapped his hand.
The boys hopped out of the car, one after another. You slowly climbed out of the car, with Taehyung holding the car door for you. You smiled weakly at his kind gesture. You slowly walked towards the door with Taehyung beside you. You suddenly felt warmer. Taehyung had draped his jacket around you. You look towards
Taehyung and mouthed “Thank you.”
“(Y/n). Here.” Jin called out pulling off the blanket from the bed, signalling for you to lie down.
You move towards the direction of the bed and lie down, with Jin’s words not processing in your mind.
“(Y/N)” Jin called your name louder, shaking you out of your reverie.
“Huh?” You replied.
“I asked you a question.” Jin shook his head.
“Sorry i wasn’t listening.” You replied.
“Who would you choose ?”
A/n: Here you all go. For not updating last week, i apologise since i was writing theories for BTS bst jap ver instead of my fanfic. >