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novanekoma · 3 years

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☼ 12. next to you

Warmth was the first thing you felt, with a soft sigh you nuzzled your tired face further into the rather firm pillow, trying to hold onto the last few seconds of precious sleep before your brain started working again. It was only when you heard the sound of someone chuckling that you realized the pillow you were pressing your face into wasn’t actually a pillow. Your eyes snapped open and you found yourself curled into a very familiar chest, your cheeks immediately reddening as your eyes slowly trailed upwards towards the familiar face that was propped up on one arm and already smiling down at you.

“Morning Tetsu,” you murmured, voice still thick with sleep with a yawn following shortly after.

“Morning kitten,” his voice was rough with sleep as well and your blush only deepened as your heart rate quickened, the arm around your waist left for a moment so he could rub the sleep out of his eyes, could someone explain why that was so hot? You could listen to him talk all day with that voice.

“How long have you been up?” you questioned, twisting slightly in his arms to check the time on your phone. It was still pretty early, like almost 7:30am early, and you had no intention of leaving this warm cocoon of pillows, blankets and tetsu, anytime soon.

“Not long, I had a really great sleep last night,” even his tone was filled with warmth and it made you want to snuggle into him even harder.

Twisting back to his smiling face, your heart skipped a beat at the look he was giving you, “Me too,” you turned again so you were laying on your back, staring at the roof of the blanket fort, “I have to hand it to you Tetsu, you really outdid yourself last night,” you turned your head to look at him, “I don’t know how you’re going to top this next date night,” you teased.

Tetsuro’s grin turned almost cat-like, “Oh? So, this was a real date then?” his tone caused your cheeks to flush again and you averted your eyes from his intense gaze, choosing to stare at his chest, the one right in front of you, with the delectable abs you could see peeking out from where it had ridden up.

“Well, I, uh,” you stammered, not able to find the words you wanted, feeling yourself get even more flustered when the hand on your waist moved to tilt your head upwards.

His fingers brushed against your cheek, “So it’s okay if I tell you just how beautiful you look this morning,” his tone was nothing but sincere and you lost all ability to speak right then and there.

Hazel eyes were filled with amusement as you continued to stutter, “I’ve never seen you so red before y/n, cat got your tongue?” he needed to stop teasing you, otherwise you were going to combust on the spot, and calling you by your name instead of a pet name? That just wasn’t fair.

“Shut up,” you groaned, turning to shove your face back into his chest to hide it from his gaze as he let out one of his hyena laughs, hey you may have been flustered beyond belief, but that didn’t mean you weren’t going to take advantage of however long you had in his arms. You couldn’t stop the smile from creeping up on your features as well.

He didn’t talk anymore after that, and neither did you. You were both content in basking in the morning silence. Feeling a tiny bit brave in your just woke up haze, you reached your hands up and curled them into his shirt, fingers tangling between the fabric as the lightly brushed against his chest, you heard Tetsuro’s breath hitch and you stilled. Maybe-

A moment later you felt his arm tighten around your waist as he laid back down, his other arm that was propped up, slid under the pillow your head was half laying on. As his warmth engulfed you once more, sleep slowly began to creep up on you, your fingers loosening around Tetsurou’s shirt as your forehead nuzzled his chest.

“y/n?”

“Hmm?” you shifted slightly so you could be face to face, your half-lidded eyes focusing on the bright hazel ones in front of you.

“Are you sleeping already kitten?”

You forced your eyes open, “Not yet tetsu, but you’re really comfy,” you murmured, emphasizing your phrase by pushing you head under his neck and tangling your legs together, “you’re the perfect pillow,” you sighed, feeling bliss wash over you as his embrace tightened.

“y/n, I...”

“hmm? wassup?”

Your words were slurred as tetsurou’s heart beat lulled you back to sleep, before falling back into dreamland, you felt the brush of something, lips maybe? Against the top of your head, and Tetsurou murmured something, but you were already too far gone to understand whatever it was, you let out a content sigh once more before sleep claimed you once again.

I want to wake up next to you every day...

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Notes: kuroo woke up way before y/n did and couldn’t help but watch her sleep, they’ve had hundreds of sleepovers and it wasn’t the first time kuroo’s had y/n pressed against him, something just felt different about this time

Notes: kuroo’s morning voice was a lot, it was deep, a little scratchy and oh so very hot. y/n almost wasn’t able to handle it, if kuroo slept without a shirt on like he usually does alone, y/n would have been done for

Notes: kuroo is bringing out his best game for y/n, breakfast was part of that- he may not have a cook for a brother, but kuroo’s got that skill himself! he;s he wants to tell y/n how he feels, but he also doesn’t want it to overwhelm her, or seem like it’s only because someone else has the potential to come into the picture

Notes: he really did try to ask her out on a proper date tho

Notes: y/n really tried to stay awake, but kuroo was just so warm, and comfortable, and she was nestled right near his heart so she could hear every breath and heartbeat and having his arms around her safely, well how could anyone not fall asleep with that? then kuroo lost his nerve after she fell asleep, he tucked her nicely into his embrace and relished being the one to have her in his arms before she went off to meet atsumu, but our boy had a plan to be the one she comes home to, good thing blanket forts last a long time

Notes: yui is the same age as tsukki (kuroo, y/n, and bokuto are all 4th year uni students, that’s why tsukki and co are second years and akaashi is 3rd) and it’s no secret that she’s had her sights set on kuroo since she first met him, poor tsukki is in some of her classes and he’s heard her talking about him in classs with her friends

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A/N- This was originally really short, but I changed my mind, again lmao. I’ve got Atsumu’s part of the day almost finished! and I’ll post that asap, hopefully before next week.

Thank you for reading!

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katie-writes24 · 4 years

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Say It Don’t Spray It

Pairing: John Laurens x reader

Warnings: Language, alcohol, suggestive material, FUCK TON OF ANGST KIDS, kinda sad, John doesn’t know when to shut up :,)

Part 2

Request: hey! my request was a laurens x reader where they're frenemies, n one day they get into this huge fight that stems from nothing, angst angst angst, and then he comes to her house to apologize. they simultaneously realize they have feelings for one another, and fluff fluff fluff...idek know after that lol - @notebookgirl30

Okay....WAYYYY OVERDUE I TOTALLY APOLOGIZE! Ngl this was a bit of a struggle to write because I just wanted to get a good feel of their “relationship/friendship” but I think I got it. Maybe? But I built a bigger storyline than expected so there’ll be a part 2. But yeah, hope you enjoy! Thank you @tinywhim for the title (you’re a real one, you don’t even know). Let me know if you want to be tagged! Leave me some feedback PLEASE!! And yeah! Enjoy!

“Has anyone ever told you you’re super boring?”

Y/N scoffed, “I’ve always loved your compliments, Angelica.”

She rolled her eyes, giving her coworker an exaggerated look. “You have nothing better to do on a Friday night. Normal people go out, and party and have fun! It’s the weekend, Y/N, you don’t have to worry about anything!”

That was an overstatement. Y/N actually did have lots to do, like finish her report and pay her bills and visit her parents and do actual adult things. Her partying days were over in college, and she knew that nothing good could come from a night surrounded by all of Angelica’s friends, some who happen to be their coworkers.

This was different though, in a way. Yes, it was Angelica’s birthday, but she was never good at social interaction, especially not at a club. These days she’ll go out with the Schuyler’s for a couple of drinks and go home and call it a day. That was enough for her, and she was okay with it. She was perfectly fine with her own friends telling her how she’s a buzzkill when it comes to partying. She was fine with not putting herself out there to guys because she didn’t think it was necessary right now.

She was comfortable at this point in her life, and she wasn’t going to ruin that over a drunken night at the club.

“Aren’t you two like best friends? You’re gonna miss your best friend’s birthday party?” Y/N turned to find John tutting in mock disapproval, swaying slightly on his chair.

“Will you butt out?” Y/N glared hard but it didn’t have the proper effect when he only laughed.

That’s the other problem. John is going to be there, which could only mean chaos. She’s been to enough office parties over the last two years to notice that he can’t hold his liquor and is incredibly loud. Not only were his obnoxious traits an issue, but there was something about him that got under her skin, not totally in a good way.

Eliza would never make her forget her little crush that sparked at the beginning of her job, when John was always nice to her and would give her this blinding smile. That sailed long ago, but apparently, a drunken night full of shared secrets was enough for the Schuyler to remember. Now, maybe there were some things that Y/N could pick out to prove to herself that he was an actual decent human being, but the John Laurens that had been sitting beside her for years was still John Laurens.

“I’m sitting three feet away from you,” He gestured at their desks that were only separated by a couple of inches. “I can literally hear everything you’re saying.”

“And he’s right!” Angelica reached over her desk and grabbed her hand. “It wouldn’t feel right if you weren’t there. Please, Y/N, it’s just a couple of hours. I promise if you really get uncomfortable you can leave, but I know you won’t because it is going to be amazing!”

Rolling her eyes yet again, Y/N did feel a little guilty. Angelica has always been there for her, through all the ups and downs, she’s been her biggest support system. It wouldn’t be fair to not celebrate her birthday with her.

“Fine,” Angelica practically squealed at her grumble. “But don’t count on me as your designated driver, because I might really dip out if it gets too rowdy for me.”

“Might as well not go then. Put me and Alex together, pshhh, you’ll be walking out the door as soon as you step in.” John winked, like he just knew how to get Y/N fired up and ready to argue back. Angelica knew too, as she pulled her hands toward her again, gaining her attention.

“Ignore him, I swear we will all have a good time! Plus, who knows, maybe you’ll meet someone there.”

She looked hopeful, almost as if this was her intention all along. But Y/N knew better, no matter how many times Angelica tried to set her up, she wouldn’t invite her somewhere only to be mislead and be set on a blind date.

“I am not interested, I am perfectly capable of finding someone on my own, if I choose.” She made sure to point out the last part so her friend would drop the subject.

“I’m just saying,” Angelica put her hands in up in defense, but still had that knowing look on her face like she didn’t believe her. Y/N sighed and got up from her chair, heading towards the break room for another coffee.

Upon entering, she noticed Thomas was already by the coffee machine, pouring his own cup. He looked up and raised a brow. “Long day?”

“And it’s only getting started,” Y/N rubbed a hand over her face and motioned towards the machine. “Are you done hogging that now?”

“Woah, woah, what did I do to be treated with such attitude?” Thomas chuckled and grabbed a cup for her.

“Sorry, I’m just...kind of stressed, not really looking forward to the weekend?”

“You mean Angelica’s party?” Thomas handed the cup over to her, nodding at her thanks and watched her add cream into the liquid.

“Yes, actually. I’m not really good at parties, I think they’re too exciting for me. Go on, say it, I’m a boring buzzkill.” It’s not like she’s ever heard anything different before when trying to explain how she’d rather stay at home and unwind while reading a book or watching tv and just relaxing, instead of being surrounded by sweaty bodies and drinking till she grows numb.

“Now why are you putting words in my mouth? I was actually going to say I agree with you.” Y/N looked up in shock, not believing that Thomas Jefferson was one to refuse a party invitation.

“Really? You don’t like parties?”

“Not that I don’t like them, sometimes they grow old. It’s the same scene over and over again and I’d rather switch it up a bit, change the location, you know?” He had a small smile on his face, looking like he was fonding over some memory.

“You’re right, it must be so hard being invited to parties all the time!” Y/N smirked as he gasped dramatically in mock offense. It only lead to them giggling to each other, only stopping when someone else cleared their throat from the doorway.

Y/N found John standing, his usual smile gone and replaced with a frown and furrowed brows. “Am I interrupting something?”

“No, no, I was just leaving actually,” Thomas made way to the exit before hesitating, turning back to look at Y/N. “I’ll see you at the party, Y/N.”

She waved shyly, watching him walk away. It was comforting talking to Thomas, in a way. They didn’t do it very often, but when they did Y/N felt relaxed.

Lost in her thoughts, a cough startled her and she realized she was standing in John’s way. Y/N stepped to the side, muttering an apology and thinking how Friday night might not be so bad.

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It’s not that Y/N doubted that Angelica would not settle for less than a full out, top quality club. But she didn’t think that it would include a private floor, filled with a bunch of people that Y/N didn’t know. Luckily, she spotted the birthday girl herself from across the room.

“I’m so glad you’re here!” Angelica screamed over the music that was blasting from the floor below. She was well passed tipsy already, but she knew that Angelica would want to sober up before the night was over. She was never one to purposefully forget her birthday. “Come on, let’s get you a drink!”

She pulled her over towards the overcrowded bar, pushing passed drunks and couples dancing, Y/N even got stumbled into and turned to find a familiar head of curls.

“Watch it, Laurens!” The glare sent his way was enough to make him sheepishly smile.

“My bad,” John walked off towards a booth in the corner, surrounded by a few other men, one who she had recognized as a friend of Thomas.

A shot was shoved into her hand and soon enough, so were two more. Once a proper drink was in her hold, Angelica invited her to a game of pool with her sisters.

Somehow, Y/N got surrounded by a bunch of people that she didn’t know. Angelica had been dragged over by a short man, which meant Y/N was dragged as well. It was the booth full of John’s friends, and they had made their impression, that was for sure.

“Ah, and who do we have here?” Thomas’s friend came over and smiled, making Angelica smirk and push his chest.

“Laf, this is Y/N,” Even though they had never met before, Lafayette beamed at the mention of her name.

“So, this is the famous Y/N we have heard so much about, heh?” He grinned devilishly, like he knew something that she didn’t. It was strange, what would Angelica have said about her?

“Nice to meet you,” Y/N stuck out her hand politely.

“Oh please, the pleasure is all mine, cherie!” He took her hand and placed a gentle kiss in her knuckles. She giggled at his performance, looking to see if anyone else was buying the act. But when she looked around to see if anyone else knew something, she only saw John glaring at his friend while sipping on his drink.

Her coworker’s odd behavior was enough for her to move herself to the bar, ordering another drink for herself. As the bartender handed her the cup, he told her that it was already paid for, pointing her in the direction to a man across the room. He was cute, and if the look in his eye told her anything, it was the words Angelica had said.

You don’t have to worry about anything.

Maybe you’ll meet someone.

Perhaps she was right.

She was tired of everyone telling her how boring she was.

Y/N found herself dancing with the guy, not bothering to learn his name and more focused on her hips moving with his. The lips on her neck gave her a rush, like she was finally doing something fun and risky.

His hands were pulling at the hem of her dress when she was jolted forward. The guy had bumped into her hard, and when she turned around she found out it wasn’t the guys fault, but John’s.

“What the hell man?” The guy got up in his face. Y/N couldn’t really hear what they were saying, but it looked like it was something threatening. Laf, the short man and another one of John’s friends appeared, trying to pull him back and tell him to just leave it alone. John wasn’t having it, took to pushing the guy hard once more.

It was a giant commotion that got security involved, and Y/N was over it. She ran out of the club, tears brimming her eyes as she thought about what exactly just happened.

John always had to ruin the night. John always had a problem with her.

John also stopped her from calling a cab, grabbing her hand just as she reached the sidewalk and calling her name.

“What the fuck, John? What the hell was that for?” Y/N screamed, wide eyed and wondering why when she was finally having a good time, he had to fuck it up.

“Y/N, I’m so sorry! I just- I couldn’t let him-”

“Couldn’t let him what? Touch me? Dance with me? Why? How does that have anything to do with you, John?” Nothing was connecting, there was never a time she could recall where John cared about her love life.

“He was an asshole anyways, alright? Was he really all that to you? Okay, if anything I was helping you!” If he could actually believe that, John was growing angry, too. He had no right to be, but his kept spitting out words that only made Y/N fill with rage.

“What did I ever do to you? Why? Why do you have such a problem with me?” While furious was an understatement, she seemed to be more confused as to why John got involved anyways. She was finally inching out of her shell and he just had to give her a reason to want to never leave her apartment again.

“I don’t have a problem with you, Y/N. I’m drunk, I’m-I didn’t mean to do that, I just-”

“Just what?” While John was stumbling with his words, she knew better. “Being drunk is not an excuse against your actions!”

"I was just trying to make a point! He was all over you, I thought you were uncomfortable!” He narrowed his eyes, and he’d grown more angry than regretful only a few seconds before.

“Well, I wasn’t! I am a grown woman, John, I’m allowed to have fun and meet guys! I was having a good time until you had to ruin it!”

“Jesus- I was just looking out for you! It’s not my fault you’re such a whore-”

The world seemed to stop as the two screaming voices died instantly at the sharp sound of the hit. John locked his jaw before he lifted his hand to rub his cheek. When he finally lifted his eyes, he saw Y/N pursing her lips in pure rage, a single tear streak ran down her cheek. She looked so small, fragile in a way that made him want to wrap her in his arms and promise that he would make sure that nothing ever hurt her.

He had already proven that he could never do such a thing.

“Fuck you, John.” Y/N whispered and turned, leaving him standing alone, full of regret.

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svnflowervol666 · 4 years

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hi hi i went to dinner at my uncles house and i got to hold my cousins newborn baby along with my other cousins two year old twins and i can only imagine Harry coming with me and chatting with my uncle and then looking over and seeing me holding a baby and his heart explodes (or vice versa in which you see Harry play with the kids) maybe expand???? idek sorry if it’s stupid

Word Count: 1k

Author’s Note: This is not stupid AT ALL because I think about scenarios like these all of the time! Dad!Harry is my favorite Harry and that will never change. I’ve spent the past several days trying to think of a way to write this out for you, but I really think your story speaks for itself! This is more of a drabble/ramble post than it is an actual piece of writing, in my opinion, but I hope you all find it just as wholesome! PLEASE, for the love of God continue sending me asks about dad!Harry because dad!Harry is my sun, moon and stars.

It’s no secret that Harry absolutely adores babies. It’s been extremely well documented throughout the years that if there is a baby in sight, Harry will find a way to get his hands on them. This means when he finds out someone in your family has their own chunky little bub, he’s going to pull all of the strings he can to get you to bring him to any function in which the little beeb will be present.

He is a baby magnet, so not only does he gravitate towards babies, but the babies are attracted to him. They love him because he always gives them his full attention and lets them chew on his fingers and he sneaks them sweets when no one is looking, unlike most of the other people they come across. People will often forget Harry is even there because he’ll coop himself up in whatever room the babies are in and be their free babysitter for the entire afternoon. It’s the fact that they haven’t heard their child make a peep in the last half of an hour that they run in to check on them and find Harry sprawled out on the floor with them making animated gestures with their toys that they remember he even tagged along with you that day.

On days when Harry joins you on your family get-togethers and the babies he was promised are not a part of the group or when he simply can’t make it that day, he's genuinely bummed about it. Of course, he still puts a smile on his face and chats it up with the adults in your family, but deep down, he knows he was mostly looking forward to his one-on-one time with his favorite bubs. You pick up on his mood shifts eventually but opt to not give him too much grief about it.

The babies also miss him too! Their baby brains associate Harry with you, so as soon as they hear your voice break through the threshold of the front door or they see you in the mudroom taking off your coat, they’re toddling towards you and shouting Harry’s name as best as they can. It sounds more like, “-Arry!” than Harry, but it’s still just as adorable if not more. It makes both you and Harry feel like he’s already a part of the family

At first, you’d think Harry only hung around the babies and toddlers in your family because he felt awkward being around people like your parents or grandparents and didn’t want to fuck up, but you’d soon realize that was far from the reason why. As your relationship progresses and you catch onto Harry’s urges and desires, you realize that he’s simply drawn to them. He loves how warm they are and how innocent they are and what they can represent, two halves of two people that are tied together forever by something they both created out of love. All he’s ever wanted was a family of his own and the perfect person to have one with, and he’s certain that you’re the one that can provide him with what he’s wanted his entire life. And being surrounded by your family is the closest he can get to that, for now.

I think it would turn into a mutual understanding that you both want to raise a family together and that you’re just waiting until things settle down between the two of you before you start. Maybe Harry’s still got a few more tours to go before he’s free for the next year or so and your position at your job is a bit too demanding at the moment to start trying right this instant, but that all changed on a day when you’d least expected it.

It’s some one-off gathering, maybe a birthday party or an anniversary celebration. Harry’s in the living room propped up on the couch and he’s taking the piss with your uncle about the football game that’s on the television and you’re in the kitchen talking to your cousin about how her youngest is finally growing out of their size 2 diapers. It had been less than 20 minutes since Harry had left the little ones, and like clockwork, one of them came barreling in towards Harry and plopped directly onto his lap. Harry makes a show out of it, pretending like their tiny body knocked the wind out of him before he scoops them up and secures them down for a proper cuddle. No one knows what it is about Harry that makes babies become suddenly so well-behaved whenever they’re around him, but they always act like heavenly angels whenever he’s near.

They mellow out fairly quickly no thanks to Harry’s soothing hand rubbing circles on their back and his thigh gently bouncing them up and down and Harry thinks nothing of it. His movements are but reflexes; they come as naturally to him as breathing. He continues his conversation about sports as if the baby hadn’t even entered the space and interrupted him mid-sentence. It’s your cousin that catches the sight of Harry, your uncle, and the baby, to which she ceases all conversation to point out to you the tender exchange playing out in the other room.

Harry’s subconscious realizes he can’t hear your voice in the background, so he peaks his head around the sofa to see if you’d left the kitchen. But you haven’t. You were watching him lull the baby to sleep with the softest look in your eyes. A look that tells more than words can say. He notices the newborn that you’d taken in your arms, and how you’re cradling them in a way he’d always pictured you holding his son or daughter (or whoever they turn out to be).

You exchange soft, knowing smiles with each other; the two of you each holding onto the sweet creatures Harry swears he wants ten of. Your hearts grow tenfold at that moment, and you both know for certain that that means there’s enough room to love a baby just as much as you love each other.

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