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miekasa · 3 years

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Mie, I’m begging for some Jean college au bf hcs - im literally so down bad for this man and the way you write men is just 🤌🏻🤌🏻🤌🏻

Absolutely, not a problem 😌 I saved this ask as a draft a while ago when you sent it, sorry for just now getting to it. Anyway, I love Jean with my whole heart, best boy, best boyfriend <33

King of forehead kisses, and not even just because of his height in comparison to yours; he just likes it. He likes the feeling of pressing his lips against your skin, and making you feel safe.

Brings you tea or coffee however you like it every day without fail. If he can get it to you in the morning before work/school then he’ll do that, if not he’ll meet you some time in the middle of the day to drop it off. Your own personal courier just for drinks.

He… has a thing for long(er) nails. He loves the feeling of them against his skin, even if you’re not scratching to apply pressure—just you holding his hand them grazing his skin is enough for him.

That being said, he will pay for you to get your nails done. Actually, he’ll pay for… almost anything you want, but the nails benefit him as much as they do you so feel free to ball out.

He never blowdries his hair because he doesn’t... know how to do the back of it. You did it for him once and he hasn’t stopped thinking about it since, but he’s also too embarrassed to ask you to do/style it again.

On the subject of hair, he does do his best to style it and take care of it, but he’s a sucker whenever you play with it. Sometimes he feigns like you’re messing up all his hard work, but he’ll literally crane his head into your touch. He loves it.

The first time he lays on top of you and you run your hands through his hair... top 10 most euphoric moments of his life. He tries to fight off the sleep threatening to take over him, but it’s futile. Give it 15 minutes at most before he’s knocked out like a baby.

Dogs love him. Anytime you’re in a park or just taking a walk and there’s a dog around, it’ll come up to him and he looks adorable leaning down to pet it. He loves dogs, too! So he’s always happy to stop and pet them. He’d be a 10/10 dog dad.

Has your name saved in his phone with two hearts at the end. Do not point it out.

Loves taking pictures together and if you guys are on a date, he’ll ask someone to get a picture for him. He just likes having them to look back on (and to send to his mom, later).

He doesn’t mind painting classes or videos or tutorials, but he hates paint by numbers kits. He claims that they have no sense of color theory and that it takes the originality and fun out of painting. Not to mention the quality of the paints isn’t great to begin with; all of which he takes very seriously.

It’s pretty cute actually, to see him get worked up over the paint kits. He claims that painting and drawing isn’t even something he takes “that seriously,” it’s just a hobby for him (one he’s insanely good at); but in moments like these, you can tell that he’s way more into art and art theory and history than he lets on.

Huge movie guy, from animated movies to martial arts movies, Jean is usually willingly to give anything a watch at least once. When he’s high, he can go on about his favorite directors and art styles and movie details for hours if you don’t stop him. It’s super cute. Just don’t bring up Moana, because he’ll start crying.

Arm around the shoulder kind of boyfriend for sure. It’s a casual way of keeping you near him and letting everyone know that you guys are together. Plus it allows for him to easily pull you into him for a quick forehead kiss when needed.

Listen. If you hug his arm, he’s on cloud nine. He tries to be nonchalant about it but he’s about three seconds away from his eyes rolling back in his head it feels that good to him. Bonus if you lean your head on his bicep a little—then he’s a goner.

He takes his bagels very seriously and believes that both you and him deserve nothing but the best quality bagels. He’ll grumble if a bakery gives you guys a less than favorable one and make a note that taking the long route to get to his favorite place is much more worth it.

Always makes you walk on the side furthest from the cars. If he notices you’re not, he’ll just shuffle behind you until he’s shouldering the street and you’re on the inside.

He grew up on a kind of modern ranch situation; not exactly all the way in the countryside, but not isolate from the city, either. Because of this, he knows how to ride horses, take care of smaller farm animals, tend to plants, and yes he knows how to use a lasso. You wouldn’t know any of that though, because he never ever talks about it. The only way you find out is when he takes you to visit his mom’s house for the first time, and she asks him for a hand around the place.

(He’s got a cowboy hat, too, but refuses to put it on. He got it when he was, like, nine, okay, leave him alone).

When he thinks you look tired, he’ll wrap his arms around your shoulders to hug you. It’s usually followed up with a kiss to your head, and a promise that you guys will go home soon and get food on the way.

He’s a really good cook. He just understands and flavors and pairings really well, so he doesn’t need a recipe to make something that tastes good; he just kind of knows what to add to get the balance he’s looking for.

Naturally, he’ll cook for you. Especially if he finds out that you haven’t eaten all day/in a long time. He doesn’t care if it’s 11pm and it might seem excessive to make steak and potatoes with a side salad at this hour, he’s gonna do it to make sure you eat, and you are going to sit there and watch.

He also bakes pretty well, though he isn’t as experimental with his baking as he is with his cooking. He usually sticks to what he knows, and it’s not cupcakes and brownies and cakes; he’s better at croissants, and cheesecakes, and canelés.

Dating Jean means getting along with his friends. If you guys didn’t know each other before you started dating, be prepared to be ambushed by Connie and Sasha (after Jean stops hiding you away and gives them the green light lmfao). Neither of them waste time with the small talk and formalities; straight into mini golfing and beer pong. They make you feel welcome right away.

Sasha always teases that you’re too good for Jean, and that she might just steal you away for herself some day. Sasha is also Jean’s main confidant, so she really knows just how much he loves you, and yeah, she teases him for being lovesick, but really she’s happy for Jean. And proud of him for facing his feelings like this.

Connie adores you, and you know he trusts you when he starts going to you for advice/help. Could be anything from schoolwork, to what color he should get his new shoes in. He’s also the one who, surprisingly, you have the sentimental talks with about your relationship with Jean. It’s easy to overlook, but Connie loves Jean, and he’s come to love you too; he just wants you both to be happy, so he’s there to listen when you need it.

Jean waits outside of your classroom after you’ve had a test or presentation, usually with a drink or a snack, or the promise of taking you out as a treat. Always tells you he’s proud of you, and is there to comfort you if you think you didn’t do too well.

He does not shut up about whatever major you’re in. It could be the same as his; it could be the complete opposite as his. He thinks it’s so sick that you’re doing it, you make it look cooler, you make it look better, and he’s certain you’re the smartest person in your program.

He’s pretty serious about his studies, too, so he’s always down to study with you in the library whenever you’re both free. More often than not, he shows up after you, usually with food or extra chargers. He greets you with a kiss on the forehead, and asks you how you are while massaging your shoulders gently. If it’s been a while since you took a break, that’s the first item on the list, after that, he gets to work and stays with you until you’re ready to go, even if he doesn’t have as much work to do.

He always sits across from you. This goes for when you’re in the library, or out to eat at a restaurant; Jean loves sitting across from you. He gets to see your face the best that way, and he adores looking into your eyes when you talk.

He’s not... not a morning person. He’s not up at 6am ready to grind, but he wakes up before noon; let’s say 10am is his happy medium. That being said, if you wake up before him, regardless of the time, there’s a 9/10 chance he’ll lay on your back and tell you to hush so you guys can sleep for 10 more minutes.

If you’re (close) friends with Eren, Mikasa, and Armin, Jean is... happy you’ve got people to rely on, but, “Of all people on the planet, you put your trust in Jaeger?” He acts so bitter (because he is), but deep down inside, he’s glad you have Eren to rely on if you need to.

(Also, you have to humble him and remind him that he and Eren aren’t all that different. If you like him, why wouldn’t you get along with Eren, bye).

Turns out though, that it’s not Eren who threatens to beat him up if he breaks your heart. It’s not even Mikasa, although, her threat goes without saying; it’s Armin he’s terrified of.

The last time Armin hated someone, it was this guy in your program, who happened to share a few mutual classes with him, too. Jean never knew the full story, just that he’s pretty sure that kid dropped out the following semester.

If you have a job on campus, Jean usually doesn’t show up while you’re working (knowing how embarrassed he would be if you did that to him), unless you work the night shift and it’s dead. Connie, however, does show up; usually in some kind of crisis (“Please help me, I don’t know what the fuck APA formatting is and this is due tonight, please, please, please!!”). Your coworkers actually thought Connie was your boyfriend for a minute. That’s when Jean starts showing up more lmfao.

He makes it a point to go on a scheduled, night out, kind of date at least twice a month. He knows life gets busy with school and work and midterms, but he always makes sure you both set side a time to take a well-deserved break and be with each other.

He’s the romantic type, so these dates are pretty swoon worthy, too. Drive-in movies, nice dinners, classy art exhibits, Jean plans it all. On that note, he really likes planning dates; he just doesn’t like talking about them with his friends beforehand.

All in all, very romantic, very precious boyfriend. He’s always thinking about you, what you need, and how he can help you out. You’re one of his main priorities, and he just wants to treat you right.

#anonymous #when.... when.... WHEN IS IT MY TURN #aot x reader #jean x reader #jean kirschtein x reader #jean kirstein x reader #aot imagines #no because he's the love of my whole life #jean fluff #jean smut #eren x reader

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toriwakes · 4 years

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Chrysanthemums [Draco Malfoy x Potter!Reader]

summary: you’ve lived in america for the past 15 years of your life. then, everything changed with one letter.

content warnings: very light cursing. some angst (?)

a/n: omg hi!! officially my second request, im so excited to share!! i know it’s SUUUUPER long but bars with me? i’m so proud of it and i’d actually love to do a mini series w this so lmk what u all think! ty for the request @peneflop !

everyone in america knew about harry potter. even though voldemort was a criminal in another country, americans felt just as worried. when the news got out, everyone was all over you. ‘(y/n) potter! are you related to him?’ you didn’t know the answer. but it was most likely not, right?

you sat next to your best friends, wishing them a good morning. “want to go pick up the mail?” lena asked. you nodded. the three of you walked down the halls, giggling and gossiping. “what’re you doing for halloween, (y/n)?” gina asked. you shrugged. “dunno. probably nothing. why?” she let out a dramatic gasp. “you’ve gotta come to this party! please don’t miss it, it’s gonna be amazing!” you laughed at her and turned the corner, entering the mail room. “i’ll think about it.” she made a face and you all separated to open your mail boxes. you flipped through your letters- nothing special. then something caught your eye. a parchment envelope with a burgundy wax seal. “guys?” your two friends rushed over. “what?” the said in unison. with a shaky hand, you lifted up the letter. “holy.” “shit.”

it was settled. you were moving to london and going to hogwarts. you were not keen on the idea at all, but the albus dumbledore demanded you be there. no witch could just say no. right now you were at the station, watching as hundreds of witches and wizards staggered around. “why’d you have to go before halloween?” gina sighed. you pouted. “i’ll write to you both once a week. i’ll tell you everything.” “yeah, you better!” lena teased. then you were met with anna. anna was your care taker. she wasn’t related to you but she cared for you since you didn’t have any connections to your family. you were told that your parents died in a car crash and they were both only children, so you had no aunts or uncles. poor circumstances, but that was your life. “i’m gonna miss you.” you said it quickly, afraid you may cry if you spoke too slow. “i’ll miss you too.” she was already crying. “now go, everyones already on.” you hugged them and waved goodbye before boarding the train.

you didn’t know anyone here. you shuffled to the back of the train and tried not to make yourself stand out too much. you walked back as far as you could and found yourself in a dark section of the train with empty booths. you smiled and sat down, pulling out your book that you brought along. you were daydreaming of lena and gina when you heard footsteps. when you shifted your gaze to the doorway, you jaw almost dropped. a tall (yet skinny) pale boy stood there. he along with two beefy men didn’t pay any mind to you. you hoped they wouldn’t notice you, but you were the only one there, it was unlikely they wouldn’t. they actually all got situated and you thought you were in the clear- until someone else came in. “i saw the saint on the way in. almost puked.” a brunette girl in all black clothes joked. they all laughed. “how was everyone’s- oh?” she saw you. the three boys looked at you, eyebrows furrowed. “hello, i’ve never seen you.” she spoke softly and say in front of you. “yeah. i’m new, it’s nice to meet you.” you stuck out your hand for a handshake. “american? that’s cute. i’m pansy.” she took your hand and you smiled. “pansy, that’s a pretty name. like the flower?” she didn’t say anything. you cleared your throat awkwardly. “i’m (y/n).” she smiled as a response. “would you three stop being so rude? introduce yourselves!” she was referring to the three boys. the blonde one stood up first. “malfoy.” he said curtly. you gave him a friendly smile. he didn’t return it. “goyle. that’s crabbe. he doesn’t talk much.” crabbe gave you a smile that you gladly returned. “come sit with us.”

for the next hour or so you bonded with your three new friends. pansy did most of the talking, goyle occasionally dropping in. draco didn’t speak too much but you could tell he was listening. every time he did, however, your ears got hot and you felt warm. he was very cute, but you didn’t know him like that. “the trolly is passing. (y/n), if i gave you some galleons would you get us some snacks? anything is fine.” you nodded, but were mildly confused. what the fuck are galleons? “pansy, she’s american. she doesn’t know what galleons are.” draco said. “oh- that’s right. go with her then.” pansy suggested. you took the gold coins from pansy and stood, draco following you. “hello! anything from the trolly?” the kind old woman asked. you picked out the thinks that look the nicest, draco talking the coins from your hand and giving them to the woman. you ignored the race in your heart when his hand touched yours. “did you get that?” he asked. you nodded. “you don’t speak too much, do you.” it wasn’t really a question. as you were about to answer, you made eye contact with a boy with very round glasses. could it be harry? draco noticed this and ushered you forward. “don’t talk to him.” just wait till they found out about your last name...

the students piled into the great hall, which was huge and rather beautiful. gather headmaster, who you recognized as professor dumbledore rose and spoke a few words. then, he made eye contact with you. “let the sorting ceremony begin!” you shuffled in with all the first years feeling awkward. the upper class man gave you strange looks- they must’ve thought you were daft. finally, you heard your name. “(y/n) potter?” you heard gasps in every direction. you stepped forward and sat on the stool. then, you felt the hat on your head. your hands were sweating.“another potter, eh? same qualities as the first yes... but where to put you?” everyone seemed to be on the edge of their seats. the 7 minutes that had passed felt like 10 hours. then, you heard a small voice in your head. this voice wasn’t yours. “what’ll it be then? gryffinor or slytherin?’ you blinked. ‘just put me where you think i’ll exceed.’ you don’t know how, but you felt the sorting hat smirk. “SLYTHERIN!” the hat boomed. a mixture of gasps and cheers erupted. the witch who sorted you pointed to the direction of the house decorated in green and silver- you beamed when you saw pansy. you sat next to her and she embraced you into a hug. “bloody hell, you didn’t tell me you were a potter! you don’t remember anything from that night, do you?” draco didn’t say anything. “what do you mean?” you asked. now they all just looked at you weird. “do you actually not know what happened?” draco asked. you shook your head. “(y/n)...almost a decade ago, voldemort killed your parents. you and harry survived, you’re the only two that have ever lived after getting hit with the killing curse.” hearing all of this was almost too much to handle. so you did have a family? it wasn’t a car crash? your brother is the chosen one? “how? how did no one know?” pansy looked at you with pity. “you two were separated as infants. no one knew what you looked like. besides, for some reason you don’t have the scar like he does.” pansy said while moving your hair out of your face. scar? like the one on your chest? you didn’t mention it, but you wondered if that was what she meant. “we’ll treat you all the same. don’t you fret.” pansy smiled. “thank merlin she’s not a gryffindor though.” goyle commented. everyone laughed. “what’s wrong with the gryffindors?” draco eyed the table behind you. “they’re a bunch of snobs. think they’re so much better than everyone because they’ve got potter on their side, well guess what? now so do we.” you hummed and turned around. harry was gazing at you already.

that night you found a tie, a sweater, some slytherin robes and a little slytherin flag in your dorm. if harry was a gryffinor, shouldn’t you also be? you shook your head from the thought- you’re done second guessing yourself. to take your mind off it, you pulled out your stationary and began to write to your best friends back in america. boy did you have some things to share...

officially 3 weeeks till halloween. your friends were sending you letter about how excited they were, but you were bummed. you didn’t tell them that your parents died on halloween, you knew it would kill the fun for them. you smiled at the letter and the cute picture of them attached. you pinned it to the cork board- right next to the slytherin flag. you smiled to yourself and grabbed your school bag, existing the dorms and heading into the common rooms. your friends seemed to be waiting for you. “finally! i’m starved, let’s go.” pansy linked arms with you and led you out, hiding you to the great hall. the stares you used to revive everywhere faded. it was like you were always there. “what classes do you all have today?” you questioned, biting into your bagel. “astronomy, potions, transfiguration and defense. you?” draco asked. you and draco finally became formal friends. you owed it all to the many classes you shared together and pansy’s constant pestering. “the same. i just gave potions first.” everyone dove into conversation about their school schedule, followed by how much they hated it. you laughed every now and then but your mind was somewhere else. you had harry in a few classes today. you and him haven’t talked at hall, surprisingly. you were simply too intimidated to do so. “(y/n)!” goyle was calling you. “yeah?” “i said we better get going. if your first class is potions, you don’t want to be late.” you simply nodded and headed with your group to your classes. everyone broke off to their classes as you walked around the castle, but you noticed that draco stuck with you. “i thought you had astronomy?” you only asked once he was outside your classroom. “i do.” “then why are you here?” you never really noticed how much taller draco was than you. “i just wanted to make sure you got here safe. if that not what friends do?” you cocked a brow. “you never walk me to my classes. “bloody hell, im sorry i won’t do it again!” he said quickly. you chuckled. “that’s more like it.” at that, you entered class and he walked away. there was something about him...

“pay attention mrs.granger.” you felt like rolling your eyes at your professor. he was always finding a reason to kick on the gryffindors. however when snape saw nearly everyone was struggling, he huffed and raised his hands to gain the class’s attention. “alright. split into groups of two and finish the potion. do not pair with someone from your house.” everyone shuffled around- harry was looking at you. you acted first, picking up your books and moving to harry’s desk. “hi.” you said. “hello.” he responded. you two worked silently but used teamwork. you ready him instructions while he acted out. “wow, we’re doing way better than i thought we would’ve.” you gave him a curious look. “not that i didn’t think you’d do good, i meant-“ you cut him off by laughing. “you really are my brother aren’t you?” he went quiet. “about that.” you moved your head up to look at him. “i guess we should talk about it.” he nodded in agreement. snape approached your table. “since you two like to do a lot of chatting, we’ll test your potion. snape stuck a dropper in the potion and poured it onto a round item covered in warts. slowly but surely, the warts popped away. “perhaps you’re not as incompetent as i thought.” was all he said before leaving the cauldron and dismissing you both.

you and harry spent the rest of potions and a bit of lunch sitting outside, talking about life and everything you missed out on. “so when you were thirteen- you blew up our aunt?” harry laughed harder at the memory. “harry! there you are.” hermione and ron showed up behind him. “oh- hey guys. wanna sit?” hermione gave you an uncomfortable look. “i’d love to, but i need to speak to you alone harry.” just in cue, you heard your best friends voice. “(y/n)!” you turned around and saw pansy as well as draco. “it’s fine, i have to go anyway. see you later.” you hugged your brother and you both split off. “finally talked to him?” pansy questioned. “yeah. it felt good.” she smiled as a response and the three of you settled on hanging out near the lank for the remainder of lunch. you didn’t catch it, but draco smiled at your happiness.

one week till halloween. you were more upset than happy, but harry wasn’t too effected, but he’s known the truth for 4 years. you found out last month. since it was a weekend, the hogwarts students were roaming about, chatting about their plans for the big night. your friends apologized to you, explaining that they all had detention early morning with mcgonagall. well- all but one. draco walked up to you in the common room and sat beside you. over the past month you and draco became even closer than before. you found yourself having a lot of alone time with him, learning new things about the boy every time. the more you learned a the more interested you became, and before you knew it; you were slowly falling for draco malfoy.

“hey.” you chimed. “do you want to go for a walk?” he said after a minute of silence. you noticed he wasn’t making eye contact with you. you set down your book slowly. finally he looked at you, curious why you were taking so long to answer. “are you bloody deaf? i asked if you wanted to go for a walk.” you giggled while nodding. “yes-yes, i just love hearing how sassy you get. cmon.” you left first and you could hear draco mumbling something along the lines of ‘i’m not sassy...’ under his breath. you thought he was adorable.

the two of you ended up at the lake. it became a usual hangout spot for you and your friends. you did things like talk the day away, finish homework and especially practice magic here. there was a small patch of flowers in the grass- that’s how you identified your spot. as you and draco relaxed you flicked your wand, a flower now blooming in your hand. “..you love that spell.” he said, interrupting his last sentence. you looked at him, moving your body so that you were facing him. “guess i do.” you hummed softly, leaning forward to tuck the chrysanthemum behind his ear. he looked at you like you had three heads- was he not used to kind gestures? “that looks nice next to your hair.” you commented. his confused gaze stuck. you ignored it and continued swishing your wand, anxious that you may have done something wrong. just then, draco let out a sigh. “goddamnit.” he sounded defeated. “what’s wrong?” you asked. he finally looked at you normally, but this time he looked sad. “you. this is all your fault, you know that? i’m supposed to be this cold hearted, asshole type of guy. i wasn’t going to let myself get soft for some girl, especially an american.” you had no idea where he was going with this. the more he spoke, the more nervous you got. is he saying he doesn’t want to be friends? “but you’re so kind, and smart. you care so much about your friends and those you love. how could i not like you? and you being gorgeous is just a bonus...” you could not believe what you were hearing. was he admitting to having feelings for you? the silence scared him, so you spoke up. “are you saying what i think you’re saying?” he winced. “bloody hell, i’m saying i like you, you dimwit!” so you were right. “well..i like you too, draco?” he widened his eyes and tilted his head as if to say, ‘really?’ “yes, you dimwit.” you mocked. he chuckled and pulled out his wand. “hold out your hands and close your eyes.” you did as he asked, feeling something sprout in your palms. “open.” when you did, what appeared to be a flower crown (made up from chrysanthemums) rested in your hands. you gasped from joy, lifting it up so you could get a better look at it. “i love it.” you spoke. “(y/n)...would you ever consider being my girlfriend?” you felt time stop. draco really wanted you to be his girlfriend. “yes!” you said happily. he beamed back at you, looked at the flower-clad ground and smiling even brighter. “cool.” he chuckled. “cool.” you responded.

a few days later when you finally got the chance, you ran to your dorm to write to lena and gina. they were gonna flip! just as you planted the wax seal, you heard screaming coming from outside your door. there was pansy, bursting in and hugging you. “you’re dating draco?! oh my god!” she squealed. you laughed at the excitement. “yes! it’s amazing isn’t it?” you said. “yes! oh i’m so excited, my two best friends- dating!!!” pansy smiled greatly. “i’m going to the owlery, would you-“ “DRACO! take your girlfriend to the owlery!” you shook your head at pansy, bidding her goodbye and leaving with draco.

“who are you sending this to?” draco questioned as you attached the letter to the owls leg. “my friends back in america.” you stared as the owl flew away, farther and father, until it was out of sight. suddenly you felt a hand wrap around your waist- draco was looking at you with heart eyes. “what?” you laughed. “you’re just...really gorgeous.” you blushed hard. you didn’t even notice that you were staring at draco’s lips- and he was staring back. you both leaned in closer and one of his plate hands cupped your cheek. “can i kiss you?” he whispered so quietly you weren’t even sure you heard it. still, you nodded and he closed the gap. his lips were as soft as clouds, fitting like a missing puzzle piece with yours. you could’ve stayed like that forever; just you and him. but all good things must come to an end, right? “(y/n)?” the voice of your brother alarmed you, making you break away from draco. “potter.” draco spat. “get away from her!” harry ran to pull you away from him, standing in front of you as if draco was going to hurt you. “harry what are you doing?” you whined, moving him out of the way so now you were in between the boys. the way the two boys looked at each other- you knew there was some history you haven’t discovered. “protecting you? you don’t know what he could’ve brought you up here for!” draco looked at you; he was extremely annoyed. “harry, draco’s my boyfriend. i’m fine..” harry’s mouth hung open, eyes flickering from you to draco and back again. “potter, is there a problem?” draco asked in his usual sassy voice. “let’s see; you’re dating my sister, why would we have a problem malfoy?” shit.

harry stormed away out of rage. the walk back to the common rooms was silent. your head was too full to talk. you had just reconnected with harry, were you going to ruin it all just by being with draco? you really likes the blonde, but was he worth ruining your new founded family? “what are you thinking about?” he spoke finally. you snapped out of your gaze, shaking your head. “nothing.” “no, i know you’re thinking. you get all quiet when you think.” he knew you well, which made you feel a little better. “i think harry’s mad at me. i just met him and he already hates me.” draco cupped your cheeks, making you look at him. “listen to me- he does not hate you. you’re his sister, his only family. he couldn’t hate you.” you smiled in his hands. you told him you’d meet him back in the common room later. you had to find harry.

you walked around the castle for what felt like an hour, finally finding him in an empty classroom on the third floor. you entered silently. he was sitting on a desk with his back facing you. “hi.” you choked out. harry turned around and said nothing when he saw you. you took it upon yourself to sit next to him. “harry-“ “do you like him? like, actually like him?” you thought about it for a moment. you considered lying, maybe that’ll make him hate you less. but you knew he’d eventually find out and it’s only make things worse. “yeah. i do.” harry put his face in his hands. “not only are you a slytherin but you’re dating my sworn enemy.” he shook his head and laughed while saying it. “hey!” you said while playfully shoving him. the laughter died and you sat in sad silence again. “i don’t me being with draco to mess up our relationship.” harry but his lip in thought. “is there anything i could do to make it up to you?” you pleaded. an idea popped into your head. you pulled out your wand and swished it- a flower wreath following. “chrysanthemums?” harry asked, taking the wreath into his hands. you smiled. “yeah.” he put the wreath on his head as a joke, but it brushed some of his hair out of his forehead on the way. “i meant to ask you about the scar.” “what about it?” he said. you moves your shirt down, exposing the lightning bolt scar on your chest. “blimey.” he looked very shocked. “i don’t really know what this means.” you whispered. harry shook his head, implying he didn’t either. “are we alright then?” harry fidgeted with the wreath. it dawned upon him that no- he couldn’t stay mad at you. you’re the only family he has left. “i guess.”

over the next week you magras to patch things up with harry and draco well enough to celebrate halloween in peace. the feast was ravishing. you ate so many sweets that you couldn’t imagine having back in america. as per usual you sat with the slytherins- but something was telling you u that you should be with harry. so without a second though you turned to draco, “what do you think of eating with harry?” he almost spit out his pumpkin juice. “you brother hates me (y/n), you know that.” he knew you were going to get your way, but he was trying to convince you not to. your mind was made up. “he’ll have to deal with it.” let’s just say gryffindor wasn’t too fond of having slytherins at their table.

being draco’s girlfriend was a blessing. he showered you with gifts, affection, appreciation. you couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend. there was never a time where you doubted his feelings for you. now was one of them. you two were in his dorm, listening to the soft, low music coming from his record player. you were both just gazing at the ceiling while wrapped in each other’s arms. it’s not that you didn’t love lazy days with draco- you certainly did. you just really wanted to do something right now. “draco?” you finally said. “hmm?” you loved when he responded with a hum. you couldn’t explain why, but it made you go all fuzzy inside. “i wanna do something fun,” you flipped over so you were hovering above him now. he scrunched his brows. “like what?” you thought about it. what could two, 15 year olds do at one in the morning? “wanna sneak into the kitchens?” he burst out in laughter. you wanted to ask him what was so funny, but with a smile like that? you had to laugh with him. “alright- alright. let’s go.” so that’s how you two ended up there, pajamas and all. everything would’ve gone fine if draco would’ve just worn shoes. “bloody hell!” he screamed, dropping all the snacks. draco stubbed his toe on a nearby cart, and of course he had to be dramatic about it. “draco hush!-“ but it was too late. the lights turned on and the house elves caught you, immediately reporting to filch.

you never wished draco wasn’t such a diva more than right now. your saturday was being stolen by detention. even though you were with him, the detention was being watched by snape and you weren’t risking it again. you checked the clock; still two hours? god, you were gonna be here forever if something didn’t happen- “professor!” it was dolores umbridge, dressed in all pink, stumbling through the door. “yes, professor?” snape sneered. she straightened herself up and spoke in her high voice, “there are difficulties with some gryffindor student i could use some assistance with.” she said. “is there anyone else you can ask? i’m preoccupied at the moment..” she giggled. “yes, but i’m sure these students will listen to you.” umbridge looked at you and draco, obviously noticing the green color on your robes. “besides. i’m sure they’ve learned their lesson- haven’t you, children?” you both nodded frantically. “you’re dismissed.” you and draco shot up, not asking any questions and only daring to speak once they were both out of ear shot. “you’re an idiot, you know that?” you told him, playfully (but not really) shoving him to the side. he took your hand and put it in his, smirking to himself more than at you. “‘m your idiot.” rolled your eyes at the blonde. he really was.

before you knew it, the school year was passing by. you and harry were going to america along with some other friends to visit your home. ron was a nervous reck on the plane, not understanding why muggles put themselves through this torture. finally the four of you landed, slowly but surely making it through security and such. that’s when you spotted your two best friends- from miles away, at that. you ran towards them at full speed, almost toppling then over when you embraced them. “i missed you so much!” lena shouted. “i missed you too! god i have so many stories- oh! i need to introduce you to some people!” you face palmed, completely forgetting about your guests. “this-“ you grabbed harry’s arm and shoved him in front of you. “-is harry.” your friends gave you the exact same look; ‘is he..?’ you nodded. “erm- pleasure to meet you. i’m her brother.” both their eyes went wide, and they both hopped on him. “anna is going to go crazy! two potters- wow! she’s already had enough with toria let me tell you-“ “gina!” you scolded. she just laughed. “ah yes, this is ron, he hated me when i first met him.” ron threw his arms up. “you’re a slytherin, what’d you expect?” you hit him in the head as a response. you also ignored how lena ogled ron. then, you felt your boyfriends long arm snake around your waste and press a chaste kiss to your head. “it’s not as bad as i thought it’d be here.” he commented. “and this my dear friends; is draco. my boyfriend.” draco smiled kindly and held out his hand. they both shook it. harry rolled his eyes in annoyance. then you saw her. “anna!” you’ve done a lot of screaming today, you noticed. harry showed up behind you, tapping you on the shoulder. “who’s that?”

harry almost cried when he found out he had a guardian. he had told you about sirius, but he sadly passed away. it’s like he was getting a second chance. anna took you all home in her van (ron getting even more nervous now). right now, all of you sat in anna’s back yard. “did you learn anything cool over there? new spells?” gina inquired. you smirked, pulling out your wand and preforming the spell you’ve mastered this school year.

“chrysanthemums?”

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kjhmyg · 3 years

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christmas/ny (drabble)

pairing: jungkook x reader | jungkook x oc

genre: fluff, steamy at the end

words: 1.7k

summary: re!couple celebrating christmas and ny with jungkook after the holidays

a/n: um first of all, sorry. this is so bad im cry but also it’s kinda ok? idk. sorry anon if this isn’t what u wanted. i’ll try again next year 2022 lmao

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As patient as he is Jungkook can’t wait for your nightly call. You try to stay off your phone for the most part being back home, leaving time to talk to Jungkook only when it’s dark out. Of course, some days you miss him so much that you break that rule to sneak in a couple of texts or photos. Today’s not one of them.

Unfortunately, he had missed your earlier call. Horrified seeing two notifications of your failed attempts to reach him, he’s decided not to do anything else till he hears your voice.

Jungkook shoves a spoonful of Suga’s homemade microwave spaghetti into his mouth, eyes not leaving his phone.

“You’re staring at that thing so hard the screen’s going to crack.” Suga judges him from across the table.

“I’m expecting a call.”

“Yeah, I know.” He sighs, “But it’s not like your phone’s on silent. It’ll ring once she⎼”

Jungkook jumps within the first few seconds of his phone lighting up, your name flashing across the screen. Leaving Suga to himself, he rushes into the room and takes a deep breath before accepting the call. “Hi.”

“Hey you.” Your chirpy voice makes him smile. “Missed you earlier.”

“I know, sorry. Was busy. Did you have fun today?”

“It was okay. We got a cute little tree and I managed to do some really last minute shopping because I just found out my cousins will be here tomorrow night.” You sigh. “Did you miss me?”

“So much. I hate being apart, you know that.”

“Well I did offer you to come home with me.”

Jungkook had declined again. He doesn’t think it’s the best time to introduce himself to your family yet. Though, he had no qualms about letting your dad know. Funny enough, you decided not to. But you’re certain you heard your grandmother telling him about the couple photo you have as your homescreen.

“Maybe next time.” He hums, thinking about the possible future.

“I think my dad will like you.” The sound of your giggles has him cheesing so hard.

“Is that why you chickened out on telling him about us?”

“I did not! The timing isn't right.”

“Sure baby.” He laughs. “You’re not embarrassed of me are you?”

“I’m embarrassed someone like you is even interested in me.” You both laugh and let the silence engulf you. “You know I love you right? I hope we can spend the holidays together next year.”

“I hope so too.” There’s a tiny amount of sadness in there if you’re listening right.

“I might not be able to call you the next few nights. Since my cousins will be over. I promise to text though.” You say.

“That’s okay.” You hear the smile in his voice. “Just have fun okay? I’ll be here when you get back.”

“One more week.”

“Right. One week. Seven days. I’m sure I can handle being without you till then.”

“Merry christmas my love.” You send him a kiss over the phone.

“Merry christmas to you too.”

When the call ends ten minutes later, he trots back outside, face looking even worse than before. Suga, now done with his food, shakes his head disapprovingly as Jungkook takes his seat and goes back to the sad, cold dish in front of him. “You’re pathetic.”

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Jungkook holds his breath as the train slowly comes to a stop at the platform. Yesterday was the first day of the new year, which means today’s the day you come back. He’d planned out his route. First he’d get coffee and bagels to-go with chocolate danishes for you, in case you hadn’t had anything during the long trip. Then a short stop at the florist to get you a single rose before going off to the station.

It gets messy as everyone starts alighting and he struggles to catch you among the crowd. That’s when you come into view, head popping out between other random faces, wrapped in a beanie and scarf. Your face lights up when you see him, making hurried steps and dragging your luggage behind you.

“Jungkook!” You squeal, running into his arms.

He kisses the side of your face. “Hey stranger.”

“I’m so happy to see you.” You say, squeezing him tight. “How are you?”

“You’re asking me that as if we aren’t constantly texting each other.” He laughs, handing you the rose and letting you cling onto his arm with your luggage in his other hand, headed for the car.

“I know I’m just trying to break the ice.”

Inside the comfort and warmth of the car, he kisses you deeply. Something he’s been looking forward to for the last three weeks. “How’s that for breaking the ice?”

You roll your eyes but a smile plays at your lips as you properly adjust the seat belt. Gasping when you’re handed chocolate danishes, you pout at him, “You’re so sweet. Come here.” It earns him more kisses which he happily accepts.

In the back seat you notice an odd shaped item, in purple wrapping, done quite messily. “What’s that?” You ask knowingly.

“A surprise.”

“I have one for you too.” You smile smugly.

“Yeah? Can’t wait.”

On the way back, you give him a run down of what went on back home. When he ended up confessing that he hadn’t done anything special for the holidays, not even with Suga, it made you feel bad. Even though he tries to assure you he didn’t want to celebrate it anyway.

Back home, you lug your baggage into the room and dig something out of your bag. A packet of cookies lands on Jungkook’s lap as he takes a seat on the floor in front of the couch. “For me?”

“Mmhm.” Nodding, you tear open the paper bag, behaving more excited than he is. “My grandma said she packed this for my friend. She winked when she told me that. And I’d already brought some back for Hana. I think she knows.”

“About us? How?”

“She’s always been nosy.” You giggle. “I guess she doesn’t want you to get left out.”

“Aw. She’s kind just like you.”

“Wait!” He pauses, startled by your hand on his, stopping him from pulling one of the cookies out of the bag. “Hold on.”

You get up and run to the room. Carrying as many pillows as you can with a comfy blanket somewhere in between, Jungkook watches as you make a barrier with the pillows and spread the blanket over him. Then, you’re off to the kitchen.

After a minute of cabinet doors opening and closing and the clinking of glasses, you come back with two mugs of hot cocoa, marshmallows on top of course. Just the way your dad makes them. You place it right next to him then push the coffee table all the way forward to make more room to spread your legs. You put on a lame christmas movie on netflix, then snuggle up next to him.

“Now it’s a real christmas party.”

Jungkook laughs, holding you close and kissing the top of your head. You do the most unexpected things at the most random times. But he appreciates the way you always try to make sure he’s not left out. “Thank you baby.”

You grin up at him and watch carefully as he takes the first bite of the cookies. His eyes go wide and you nod knowingly. It’s your grandmother’s famous recipe. One even if you had, wouldn’t even be able to replicate its taste. He hums in delight, stuffing his mouth with one cookie after the other.

“So. Let me guess what happens after cookies and cocoa.” He says after finishing almost half the packet.

“What?” You ask, eyeing him.

He reaches round the side of the couch and pulls out the odd package you had seen in the car. “Presents?”

“Presents!”

You run back to your room and appear with a small wrapped box. The rule was not to buy anything that costs more than your monthly rent. You both had agreed to this a while back. Which was difficult for Jungkook because all he wanted to do was to spoil you with expensive gifts.

“What is this?” Jungkook holds the box to his ear and shakes lightly. “Hm.”

“Wait I think I can guess what mine is.” You giggle, pressing into the soft parts of the wrapping.

“Okay then you go first.”

“Okay.” Tearing away the wrapping carefully, you find inside a soft, pink bunny with funky eyebrows. On the bottom of its little feet, there are hearts and in those hearts are both your names embroidered with a plus sign in between. “Aww no this is so adorable. I love it so much.”

“It’s not a diamond necklace but⎼”

“No this is so much better. Thank you.” You give him a hug with the bunny squished between your bodies. “It strangely reminds me of you.”

“Really?”

“Yeah it’s weird and I like it.” You giggle, pinching his cheek. “Now open yours.”

The wrapping comes off easy and he immediately realises what it is as the box comes into view. He looks at you for a second before unboxing it and pulling out a matte black polaroid camera. Jungkook takes his time with it, carefully looking at it from each side.

“Do you like it?” You ask. “I know you like taking photos so I thought you might like this.”

“Y/N I love it.” He smiles, bringing the viewfinder to his eye and getting a feel of it, then putting it down to focus on you. “Let’s take one together.”

You scoot next to him as he loads the film cassette. Then hugging his middle, he hooks his arm around your shoulders and your faces press against each other. He clicks the shutter and you both wait for the film to develop.

It comes out perfect, both your smiling faces perfectly in frame and even bunny made it in which makes Jungkook laugh. He can’t stop staring at it, holding it by the edges so carefully like he’s afraid he’s going to ruin it.

“I love you.” He says, looking at you when he finally sets it down.

“I love you too.”

He kisses you, tasting of hot cocoa and love. You’re being pushed onto the pillows with the blanket beneath as Jungkook hovers over you, pushing the hair out of your face. As Jungkook removes his sweater, you pull your shirt over your head. Jungkook smiles down at you, kisses you, then reaches for the camera. “Merry fucking christmas to me.”

You shimmy out of your jeans and hook your ankle over his shoulder. Snap. “And happy new year baby.”

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cartersvillerpg · 3 years

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Happy Meme Day! We decided to add a little fun to your day! Reblog this if you would like to participate and please reply to the ones you get!

“[txt] no one ever says ‘i miss you’.”

“[txt] my tweets are just about how sad I am.”

“[txt] i had a really bad day.”

“[txt] is there someone out there for me?”

“[txt] make me laugh?”

“[txt] i don’t believe in myself.”

“[txt] i use humor to mask my pain”

“[txt] you wouldn’t abandon me, right?”

“[txt] talk to me. i don’t wanna be alone rn”

“[txt] i need you right now.”

“[txt] :( “

“[txt] some movies are just too sad…”

“[txt] i cried too much”

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“[txt] i don’t feel like talking rn”

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“[txt] do you love me? [txt] does anyone?”

“[txt] i could really use a hug right about now.”

“[txt] i did so bad on that project…”

“[txt] someone ate my pizza rolls and tbh it was the last straw”

“[txt] i wish you were with me”

“[txt] am i a bad person?”

“[txt] i’ll just watch vine comps and pretend i’m okay”

“[txt] im listening to the ‘had a bad day’ song”

texting starters

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lavienjin · 3 years

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get to know me 💌

tagged by so many lovely pals thank you for thinking of me!!! @kithtaehyung @sunflwrxclouds @xjoonchildx @lovelytaes-blog

tagging: @writtenwhalien @pjmsdior @hobipaint @sunshinekims @yeoldontknow @sugaurora @sugasbabiie @jikookiekosmos @trustingofwinds and anyone else that would like to play along pls!

when is your birthday?

july 14th!

what is your favorite color?

grey and yellow!

what's your lucky number?

my family has a specific lucky number and it's 899!

do you have any pets?

nope and probs never will. i am not a successful adult! i don't eat vegetables and or take care of myself (name the quote and i will hold ur hand)

how tall are you?

170 cm!

how many pairs of shoes do you own?

a total of 6! two sneakers, a pair of sandals, two going out, and one office pair

favorite song?

i'll follow you into the dark (death cab by cutie)! if we're talking bts it has to be spring day!

favorite movie?

i don't like watching movies :C secret life of arietty & the cat returns is up there tho (studio ghibli!)

what would be your ideal partner?

i'm stealing ryen's answer: "kim seokjin".

do you want children?

nope im good :)

have you gotten in trouble with the law?

yes!

what color socks are you wearing?

i don't wear socks unless i'm going out

bath or shower?

shower. i don't like baths :C

favorite type of music?

indie! but i listen to a lot of classical music/piano renditions of bts/pop songs when i write

how many pillows do you sleep with?

1 + RJ

which position do you sleep in?

on me side, curled up like a cooked shrimp

what don't you like when you're sleeping?

heat T_T i don't like it when it's too hot!

what do you have for breakfast?

eggs and avocado toast! this was my breakfast almost every day. when i'm feeling fancy, i sprinkle everything bagel seasoning and oof delicious <3

have you ever tried archery?

YES! i enjoyed it a lot!!!

favorite fruit?

peaches! *cue jk singing* i got my peaches out in georgia

favorite swear word?

fuck me, cunt.

do you have any scars?

yep C: they're battle scars to remind me that i'm alive!

are you a good liar?

i'm good at acting. but i don't think i lie very well!

what's your personality type?

INFP-A :3

what's your favorite type of girl?

mean women that can kill me with one look

left or right handed?

both!

favorite food?

kbbq. marinated beef + rice + lettuce wrap + other vegetables? akfjsldjf my dream

are you clean or messy?

organized messy. i know where things are - they're just not super neat

favorite foreign food?

martabak (i mean it's foreign for most people) but probably sushi!

how long does it take for you to get ready?

give me half an hour and im' ready for met gala

most used phrase?

i had to ask a pal for help. here are my moonie-isms™:

one (1) ___ | e.g. you had one (1) job

oh, that fucks

the most beautiful thing about advice is you take it with a grain of salt

[strangely aggressive but positive message here]

emojis: >:C O:< C: :3

are you a good singer?

i don't think so! but i'm good at harmonizing :3

do you sing to yourself?

yus!

biggest fear?

spiders. it's the fact that my happiness could be ripped away at any moment because time is fleeting and just because i'm happy now doesn't mean i'm happy in the future and i'm afraid of that lmfao

do you like long or short hair?

for meself? short.

are you into gossips?

no :C but i will listen to you if you need to vent!

extrovert or introvert?

introvert to a damned fault

favorite school subject?

english!

what makes you nervous?

pretty people + crowds

who was your first real crush?

robin from teen titans + prince zuko with long hair lkdjflkjsdl

how many piercings do you have?

just me earholes

how fast can you run?

*taehyung voice* not...

what makes you angry?

inconsiderate people! >:C

do you like your own name?

yas!! my name is jade moon. you can say that i rock.

what are your weaknesses?

i always want to know what i can improve on instead of perfecting what i'm already good at! also i am a big hermit.

what are your strengths?

i think im pretty charismatic and can talk to virtually anyone! plus i'd like to think i'm a v good active listener!

what is the color of your bedspread?

it's gay today :) aka rainbows

color of your room?

beige :C

thanks for reading this far!! i hope you had a grand time reading about little ole me!

#sattie.texts #tag game

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csny · 3 years

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i was tagged by @highway51 to answer some fun questions and then promptly forgot about it. Here it is though!!!!

nickname(s): I don’t have any. aside from one my best friend since preschool has for me and that’s suuuuuch a long story I’m not writing it here

zodiac: cancer and i think the other two are aquarius and gemini but i don’t know which is which

height: 5’ 7”

last movie: 😐 idk oh I think it was my rocketman rewatch

last thing I googled: “7l.international size pants” (copy and paste mistake)

fave musician(s): I always say talking heads but I need to face the fact that it’s definitely definitely definitely actually the monkees

song stuck in my head: bleecker street. im having a moment.

other blogs: theyre mostly for personal reference and organization but: livebeetles (aesthetic stuff) cineasti (movie stuff). I would not recommend following them because i cross-post everything to my main as well. I also have gturkington (half hearted gregg turkington joke role play) and my official portfolio is hosted through tumblr using nickacton

blogs following: exactly 400. But I think over half of them are inactive

amount of sleep: im so crazy im so different i operate best on 4 hours. But if I let my sleep happen naturally i will go over 15. But yeah anything over 5-6 makes me sleepy and I get a bad headache

lucky number: none

what I’m wearing: jammies.

dream job: rich and famous

dream trip: i had a bad school trip to italy sophomore year of high school because i was ugly and depressed and i just want to redo it.

fave foods: pastries!! And coffee and breakfasty items <3 im also in my everything bagel era

play an instrument; i play piano and I’ve also been fiddling around on a harmonica

languages: aside from english i can read latin pretty fluently (but dont ask me to describe grammatical concepts i just know them like instinctively) ive also done a little french. i also know python and java if were talking programming languages

fave songs: girl you cant just ask me that i listen to ten hours of music a day. last.fm says my most played song is pleasant valley sunday but thats only because I listen to it on loop every sunday

random fact about me: i am going with my natural hair color after 7 years of dying it all sorts of different colors (with little breaks every once in a while)

describe yourself by aesthetic things: orange and green, wooden furniture, novelty lighting and string lights, beads, bargain bin records, suede, houseplants in terra cotta pots, stormy nights, long dusty roads, brick, empty lots

tagging @braindeadalive @solongfranklloydwright @cantibutch @elicash @baldguyswag uhh yeah that’s it 💛

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elysicndrcvm · 3 years

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━♡ guess the 23 YEAR OLD FEBRUARY baby just arrived to dallyeog! it makes sense, because CHU EUNHA is just as BEDAZZLING as the month of FEBRUARY. wait, why do they remind me of JACOB BAE? beyond that, they seemed JOYOUS and SAVVY upon first glance. i heard someone say they’re sort of DELICATE and QUIXOTIC though. i hope they get acquainted here in COMPLEX 1 / APARTMENT 0215 / FLOOR 3 ; HE seem(s) to have a lot going on with HIS job as a PATISSERIE OWNER/NUTRITIONAL SCIENCE STUDENT. ( ez, 21, she/they, gmt. )

well hey there !! im ez but you fellow dallyeogers can call me ezzy, i have been in dallyeog before so some may remember me as having someone v different to my new bb i bring u now, i joined before with miss tam carmen !! anygays i return with this lil angel who i am all ‘ i say that’s my baby and i’m proud ’ over already even tho i literally came up with him like two days ago. you can find his pinboard here ( which btw i fuckeN love like he’s so aesthetic to me u go king ) and i made him a lil playlist which u can vibe to here. you can learn more about him under the cut but he’s a super soft-hearted gentle dove of a muse and quite...simple for me ?? sdhdh that’s not the right wording but U GET IT djjflg he isn’t super full of angst or trauma he’s just kinda viBIN livin his best life so that’s fun !! but ye without further ado:

so as u kno from his app he owns a patisserie, it’s his lil babey and he is very dedicated to his craft and makin sure all his ideas for the place and the baked goods he sells are like rlly quirky and avant-garde. like he is so passionate about it u dont even KNOW, he tries to make sure most of the stuff on his menu is something like fun and new u wouldn’t get at just any old patisserie or cafe and that it’s super varied and also kinda aesthetic af? the place is very like trendy. it’s called patisserie d’elysian cause ya know he’s an extra biTCHH and proud.

he has three pupperino’s. all as adorable as each other, snickerdoodle is his golden lab and often ppl shorten it down to snickers, butterscotch is his dapple daschund pup, shortens the name to scotchie often. toulouse is his fancy toy poodle boi, shortens the name down as toto. if u are on the shortened name basis with his pups then u can consider urself one of his close pals.

he’s actually adopted by his aunt but she raised him like she was his mother so that is what he considers her, she’s on his mother’s side but they are half-siblings. in terms of first name reasoning as well she just liked eunha as a name and didn’t even think about how it is traditionally for a female, she liked that it meant gift from heaven so it stuck. his father is still around, he’s just quite elderly so it felt like a better living situation for him to be raised primarily by his auntie. unfortunately his mother has passed on but no tragic story, she just went peacefully in old age.

he dyes his hair quite often, it’s currently like a really pastel blue with black streaks consistently throughout like lil ones so it looks super cool. but he’s also had it be a more electric blue, lilac, and a duck egg kinda faded silvery blue. it’s naturally dark brunette. has brown eyes kind of a hazel hue.

his style is kinda androgynous ig?? he just lives for soft retro fashion, lots of color in his wardrobe but also lots of tapered short and t-shirt fits frequented, sweater vests, rolled up jeans, high skater boi socks, soft jumpers with shirts, shirts in bright colours or satiny texture worn over plain white t-shirts, cardigans, pastel denim jackets, jeans with printed patterns on like clouds, flowers etc, favors yellow and blues. sometimes does eye makeup, occasionally wears heels bc he’s a baddie or super heeled boots/chunky shoes.

obsessed with music, can play violin and guitar. he’s a big mitski and rina sawayama fanatic, likes anything that sounds peaceful or calming or has like a good fun vibe to it. also likes the trademark gay icons like carly rae jepsen, lorde, etc. he’s not ashamed. obsessed with mamma mia movies. but also likes rap which is rlly funny cause its like the bad bitch female rappers only and like he’ll listen to it while arranging his sock drawer or making his bed or something ajdjdj it’s like hype anthems for being a baddie and a hoe and he’s just doing his night sleepy routine adkfkf.

showers, blankets, music, baked goods especially bagels are his happy places.

very much a sensitive lil romanticist, falls in ‘love’ like five times a day, he just likes to giggle and smile around pretty people and admire the artwork hnghdh, he’s like yeARNS though ya know?? like he’s all i will flirt by making prolonged eye contact, i made you a playlist, this song makes me think of you etc. it’s either memes as flirting with him or elaborate love letters u never know what ur gonna get akdkd.

awful sense of humour, loves his friends more than anything on earth except his pups, would fully live in a huge house of just like his pups and all his closest buds for all eternity. likes fruits way too much, enjoys puns about fruits way too much. milkshakes, sushi, orange hues and bus rides are some of his absolute favorite simple pleasures of life. clouds, flowers, salt lamps, the sunrise over the sea, skateboarding, fresh soda, teddy bears, busy street markets, parasols, fish tanks with exotic fish, sorbet, bike riding, polaroids, record players, rain at night against floor to ceiling windows with a fresh steaming pot of tea on the desk beside it and warm fresh sheets from the laundry on his bed, ponds, skateboarding. all little joys in life that give him like the biggest pleasure dopamine hit in the world.

his cousin actually owns a florists so he has flowers just littering his apartment like a lot and it just looks like he has ten million suitors from the late eighteenth century attempting to court him but no all these flowers are from him to him or worse from his aunt djfjg she sends him some for valentines every valentines, pls help him, pls send him flowers.

studies nutritional science and he fucken hates it. do not ask him shit cause he doesn’t KNOW OKAY? he doesn’t understand it either. he took it because he needed something to go alongside the passion for baking that was a real ‘qualification’/job so that is the only reason he’s doing it. no point doing a baking degree after all when he’s already a baker with a business, he’s super young still he gotta keep his prospects open. so YAH. he’d rather be doing culinary arts but eh. nutritional science sounded better and more logic based. the real miracle is he still gets top grades all the time even tho he spends his life like wtf am i even doing is this even legit akdkdk. school is the worst thing in the world for him watch his mood instantly deflate the second its brought up.

despite being a quixotic, he’s a lil afraid of intimacy. like oh god does he love it, those small touches and acts of affection u kno? the subtle things that normally go unnoticed, eye contact, brushing of hands, linking of little fingers, rubbing a thumb, kissing eyelids or foreheads or palms or shoulders in little gentle pecks, back massages and rubs or finger tracing patterns absent-minded, shoulder massages, laying your head on someone’s shoulder or on their lap, knocking knees together, exchanging a small glance only the two of you get before bursting into laughter, smiling into kisses, napping together, having blankets placed over you warm and fresh, or towels put ready like it, someone making you something they know you like a lot. that’s his sHIT. but like he’s terrified still, someone skimming their fingers on his skin makes his breath hitch like he’s a scandalized and alarmingly aroused victorian woman sjdjd. he’s literally still a virgin, he hasn’t even had his first kiss okay my baby is delicate be gentle with him akdkd but he still LIKES PASSION AIGHT kfkf.

real soft spoken, honey tinted voice like i shit u not this boy talks like he’s an angel sent from heavens above to guide you to the paradisaical garden of eden or some shit akdkd. ur gonna fall in love with eunha’s voice before u even fall in love with any other part of him like his adorable beaming smile or stunning eyes akdkf.

has dance parties around his room when getting ready in the morning, listens to bella’s lullaby unironically yes from twilight yes u heard right, bit of a himbo streak sometimes in his obliviousness djfjf. quite silently subtly funny actually much like jacob himself.

he is gay, afraid of driving, cannot do math, blanks out often and he is valid for all of those things. has a collection of cartoon and disney animal movie dvds. has a dream notebook. always has blue painted nails in some kinda shade.

does not enjoy turning in assignments bc he is scared he’ll fail, avoids looking at his grades for weeks after they’re released and hates knowing that they’re out.

cannot dance, dances often. collects vintage stuff esp clothes and mostly sweaters. likes midnight trips to corner stores and fields where he can just lay and look at the stars. makes friends rlly easily but has super bad performance anxiety. cannot ever have a messy room like even the tiniest bit messy. even like clothes being stacked on a chair instead of away.

bakes peanut butter, banana and choc chip muffins (they r called monkey bites normally) whenever he’s super stressed. if u want to cheer him up when he’s anxious or stressed then u should give him french lavender honey, chia seeds and caramelized pear on toast/bagel. it is his comfort food. he fancii when he needs a pick me up. treat urself and all that.

#dallyeog:intro #i'm literally in love with him he's the softest most goodest boi muse i have ever made and i just #im that meme of the samari sword guy with the cat in his arms akfkfk #IVE ONLY HAD EUNHA FOR TWO DAYS BUT IF ANYONE HURTS HIM I WILL KILL THEM AND THEN MYSELF AKKDK

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glossydols · 4 years

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protective | gd

summary: where grayson gets jealous over someone hitting on his girlfriend

warnings: slight fluff, some swearing

soft warm breathing tickled the back of my neck, causing me to slowly open my eyes with a yawn. a protective arm was wrapped around my bare waist while graysons face was resting into the back of me.

memories from last night clouded my mind as a smile spread across my face. grayson always knows how to treat me right and never fails to do so. ive been dating him for almost four years and can say i truly do love this man with all my heart.

"princess?" a groggy morning voice whispered from behind me. his voice sending butterflies to my stomach, damn the effect he has on me.

"mhm" i hummed, shifting around to face him. his arms were still wrapped around my waist as he pulled me closer to his bare body.

his chest giving me warmth as i cuddled into him.

i heard her chuckle lightly before kissing the top of my head gently. "how'd you sleep, angel?"

"good" i mumble with a slight smile on my face, "i'm definitely sore though."

"i bet" he chuckled, only making me blush but he couldn't see. "last night was amazing"

"agreed" i giggle, moving my head up to give him a grin. he returned the smile with a passionate kiss on the lips, neither of us caring about morning breath.

"wanna go out for breakfast? we can go to the bagel shop around the corner" he suggests pulling away, his thumbs running circles on my exposed hip from under the covers.

"that sounds like a great idea, gray"

grayson watched his beautiful girlfriend finish getting ready. she threw her hair into a messy bun after wiggling into one of his sweatshirts, which was far from a sweatshirt considering it went down to her knees.

"ready?" he asked and she hummed, grabbing her wornout vans and slipping them on. grayson took his girlfriends small hand in his, giving it a light kiss making her giggle at his goofy but loving action.

since they both bought an apartment together, they basically spent all their time together inside and out. going to the corner bagel shop was almost a daily thing, walking hand in hand together as they enjoyed the morning air.

they both entered the quite, local bakery ran by the old man who would greet them sweetly everyday. but noticed it was a young teenage boy this time, ticking grayson off by noticing the workers eyes basically undressing his girl.

"what can i get you on this fine morning?" he asked with a smirk, making y/n obviously uncomfortable but she hid it with a polite smile, "one blueberry bagel with a small hot chocolate please."

he nodded before typing it in, then looking up to look at grayson. "and you?"

"plain bagel with a black coffee" he coldly answered, his grip on y/n's hand tightening. she noticed and in an effort to calm him down, held his jaw and gave him a quick kiss on the lips.

she didn't need to say anything, only look in his eyes to tell him it was 'okay and to calm down.'

"your total will be $6.95" he interrupted, quite annoyingly as his pitched voice rang. grayson reached for his wallet and quickly swiped his card, giving the guy a cold stare the whole time.

"enjoy" the words were obviously sarcastic as he gave us our food on a mini wooden tray, glancing at me and smirking. something i wasn't expecting was for him to air whisper a 'call me' while bringing his hand up in the shape of a phone.

i was about to say something but grayson beat me to it. "go sit down babe, k?" he said and i just nodded, letting him give me a kiss before walking off.

grayson turned back to the guy and what felt like a millisecond, leaned over and grabbed his collar, yanking him only inches away from his face.

"listen here bitchass, that's my girlfriend over there and you're making me uncomfortable. not only me but her too, and i don't like it when she's uncomfortable. so if i ever see you again here and you decided to hit on her, so help me i'll knock you out to where you'll wake up three months later. got it?" he threatened clenching his jaw around the material, his knuckles turning white.

"y-yes, g-got it" the scared teen nodded quickly, letting out a shaky breath once he was let go of.

grayson walked back and joined his girlfriend, sliding into the same side of the booth and giving her a kiss. "everything okay?" she whispered, her small hand on his thigh as he bounced it up and down.

"yeah" he mumbled, not wanting to look at her. he now felt embarrassed for acting like that but didn't regret it.

"bup" she giggled taking his jaw in her other hand, "im not upset."

"you arent?"

"no" she shook her hand with a chuckle, "it was kinda hot not gonna lie."

grayson couldn't help but smirk, leaning in the whisper in her ear, "oh really?"

"yeah, once we get home maybe i'll show you how hot it was." she whispered back seductively, graysons pants tightening as his little friend got excited.

"fuck this, let me fuck you instead" he impatiently grinned, standing up quickly and grabbing her hand. y/n had to quickly collect their food before getting rushed out by her horny boyfriend, a smile on her face at the events that were about to happen.

#dolan twins fanfic #ethan dolan #grayson dolan smut #grayson dolan blurb #dolan twins #dolan fandom

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blueluneacy · 5 years

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Hi there! Can I please request an nsfw of Yandere jotaro and a fem feisty but virgin s/o?

hella! Im into it. it makes me think about how i would react to a yandere, which would probably be thinnly veiled contempt and asking if they could buy me a bagel.

So here we are! yandere!jotaro x fem reader. No real part i specified here, but personally I was thinking part 4 while reading this, as usual. I’m a part 4 bitch.

Warnings: stalking, possessive behaviors, dub con, fingering, not sfw

You weren’t the type to put up with nonsense, and Jotaro seemed to be the biggest source of that in days of late. Everywhere you went, he seemed to be there as well, giving you that same stare until finally coming up and abruptly ending any conversation you were having before. It was irritating. So, you did the natural thing. You moved to ignore Jotaro, to avoid him at any turn you could, and just not deal with him.

So, you went about your life, actively avoiding Jotaro Kujo. It was hard, no doubt, but you pretty much had taken the habit of leaving the area when he popped up, refusing to even indulge in telling him to leave you alone. It was annoying to work your life around your sort of stalker, but it was easier than actually filing a restraining order, which was your first instinct. You had become good at maneuvering your way away from Jotaro when you were paying attention and noticed him quickly. Key word, when you were paying attention.

Maybe you should’ve looked around a bit more before finding a nice comfy wall to lean against while you sat and played games on your phone by yourself, but hey, nothing was going to happen! You haven’t seen Jotaro in two weeks, maybe he’s finally gotten the hint. Plus, this area was so quiet, no one ever passed by here. There was no reason to worry, you thought, until you heard the chair at the other side of the small table move.

You looked up at saw Jotaro, sitting down with that little book of his. He glanced over at you briefly before moving to read again, leaving you to play whatever it was that you were playing. He was comfortable with not talking, just spending time near you like this. Really, he was comfortable as long as you were in his sight. But for you, the sight of him only enraged you. You grit your teeth and stood up, moving to walk away before Jotaro spoke up.

“Hey. Sit back down.” Jotaro told you in that gruff low voice that once made you nervous, but now just make you annoyed. You didn’t even bother listening, grabbing your things and moving to leave before Jotaro stood up as well, giving you a dark look. You almost had forgotten how big Jotaro was, and the sensible part of you told you to just shut up and deal with him until finally got bored and left you alone. But, you weren’t very sensible, now were you?

You moved to just push Jotaro out of the way, only for him not to budge. He let out a small grunt, stepping closer to close the gap between the two of you. You gasped, backing up a bit, only to find yourself against the wall. You looked around, trying to find an out from the situation you found yourself. You swallowed as you found nothing.

“J-Jotaro, let me past right now, or I’ll-” You started to try and threaten him, only to be cut off.

“Or else what? You’ll run away again?” Jotaro replied, rolling his eyes you started to immediately tell him exactly how you felt about that attitude of his.

“Hey, fuck you too! Maybe I just don’t want to be around an absolute creep, I don’t think I’ve ever met someone so absolutely-”

“Good grief, shut up. You’re too noisy.” He cut you off. You couldn’t tell if he was actually upset with you with that cold expression, but his words only pissed you off more.

“Then make me! I’m not going to sit here-” You weren’t able to finish your thought before Jotaro’s lips came crashing into yours. It took you a moment to register what was happening, but once you did, you immediately started to squirm. Jotaro didn’t pull away, grabbing your arms and pinning them to your sides as he deepened the kiss. He acted like he was almost starving for this, only pulling away when he finally had to breathe. He unfortunately had a much larger lung capacity than you, leaving you to gasp and sputter once Jotaro finally pulled away.

You were too focused on catching your breath when Jotaro started to tug your shirt up. You gasped as his deft hands started to feel over your stomach and trailing up to your chest.

“S-Stop it, Jotaro, w-wait-” You gasped as one of his hands started to massage over your chest, the other moving to grab and tug at your pants.

“You seem shocked. You did tell me to make you shut up.” Jotaro told you, and you could swear that the look on his face was the most smug you had ever seen before. You gulped, squirming a bit under his grasp.

“W-Wait, please Jotaro, I’ve never done any of this before, I-” You were cut off by your own squeak as Jotaro rolled his thumb over your nipple, a ripple of pleasure going down your spine and settling at your core.

“Never? Hmph. And here you were, talking up such a big game.” Jotaro told you before leaning in and stealing another kiss. This time you were more prepared, trying to push him away, but Jotaro was just too strong, easily pulling off your pants and underwear. You winced at the sound of thread popping. He obviously wasn’t too careful.

You didn’t have much time to think about it though, Jotaro’s fingers starting to tease your lower half. You were ashamed to find yourself more than ready, moaning into the kiss as Jotaro played with your body. He pulled away and looked at you intensely. You swallowed as you looked into those blue eyes, looking away for a moment, only for Jotaro to force you to look at him again with a slickened hand.

“Are you done arguing with me?” He asked, and you swallowed, unsure of how to answer. Were you done wanting him to stop stalking you? Absolutely not. But, the aching in your core that was caused by Jotaro was undeniable, you knew that quite well. You averted your eyes, mumbling out a response.

“F… For now.” You told him, and Jotaro actually laughed a little, shaking his head.

“Fine then. For now is fine.” He replied, moving to undo his belt. You watched him as he freed his cock, mesmerized. That… Oh baby, maybe there is such a thing as too big. You gulped, looking back to his face.

“I… I don’t think I can fit that, Jotaro, you’re just too big…” You trailed off, looking at him nervously. But Jotaro sighed, moving back to teasing you before inserting a finger in. You couldn’t help but throw your head back and moan, squirming under his touch. Fuck, that felt good.

“Did you really think I wouldn’t prepare you first? Jeez.” Jotaro said as he let you get used to one of his fingers, before adding another. God, his hands were just so big, but the stretch was intoxicating. You mewled and whined as he had you pressed up against that wall, fucking you with his fingers. You looked back at him, and your core clenched up at you saw Jotaro’s expression. His face was flushed, gnawing on his lip as he played with your insides. You didn’t think he could ever be so hot.

“J-Jotaro… I, fuck, please…” You whimpered out, and he hummed slightly, pulling his fingers out and sucking on them. You gasped and shuddered at the sight, whimpering slightly as Jotaro pulled his fingers from his mouth, lining up with your entrance.

“Ready?” He asked, looking right at you. You thought for a moment before nodding. Well, you had come this far.

Jotaro sighed and began to press into you, groaning slightly. You moaned at the delicious feeling of the stretch as he pressed into you slowly, finally bottoming out and keeping still inside of you to let you adjust. You just whined, wrapping your legs around the man to try and stop the jelly feeling in them. When he finally thought you were ready, Jotaro began to rock his hips slowly, and you just moaned, burying your face in his shoulder. Jotaro seemed to be enjoying himself too, groaning and growling as his nails dug into you, marking you.

“That’s right. All mine, only I can make you feel like this.”

In the moment, you couldn’t help but agree.

#ok i wrote something time to disappear for a week #jotaro x reader #jotaro kujo x reader #jotaro/reader #jotaro kujo/reader #jjba/reader #jjba x reader #jjba imagines #not sfw #dub con #mine #writing #my writing #Anonymous

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harry-styles-sunflower · 4 years

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Wandering Hands Part 4

Hellooo everyone! I hope you are all having a lovely day! SO this is Part 4 of Wandering Hands.

What it is: You and Harry become friends but you come with certain baggage that might make any other man run.

Word count: 7.5k (longest part i’ve ever written ahh)

Warning: Cursing and smut (lmk if I forgot one!)

This part is ~juicy~ ALSO! New character alert, if you want to picture somebody, i picture zach roerig

Pls reblog if you like it :) Thanks in advance for the support! Feedback is always helpful, I love hearing from you all!

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“Yes and no, I mean I still have to get to know you more Harry. Trust doesn't come overnight, it takes time.” You sigh

“You act like we haven't spoken all day and night for the past two months.” His tone has changed to agitated.

“Okay, we have but still. I don't want you meeting Sam for a while.” You tried to get him to understand now with remaining calm.

“Why not though?” He pushed.

“Harry stop questioning me it's my decision,” you raise your voice a little. You were growing agitated now.

“You act like I'm a horrible person or like I'm not worthy of meeting him. You sit there and scoff at me while I try to have some fucking interest in your life” he remarked at you. Him cursing towards you pushed all buttons for you.

“Damn it harry how the fuck am I supposed to know you'll stick around? How do I know that if I introduce you two now that you wont just leave and he'll have to overcome a second heartbreak of getting over another man in his life?” you said a bit louder. He looks at you and slowly realizing the whole situation. He stays quiet for a bit and looks down.

“I'm sorry you're right. I understand. I shouldn’t have pushed it,” You sigh and he walks over to you and hugs you.

“Ive never done this before Harry, I wanna do it right,” you lay your head against his chest and wrap your arms around his waist.

“I know love, I know. I just got excited. I like you a lot so meeting someone else like you got me excited,” he squeezed you.

“Thank you. I appreciate that. And don’t curse at me in anger, I don't do relationships like that,” you stated. You didn’t, not even with Michael, you never cursed towards each other. Maybe about other people but never about each other.

“Sorry wasn’t very gentleman of me,” he kissed your head.

“I forgive you. If we want to do this we have to communicate well, and calm. Im sorry for scoffing at you. It was rude, and you didn’t deserve it. I could’ve came out differently,” you looked up at him.

“Thank you and you're right. Communication is key. But uh, does this mean you've been thinking of breaking up, like since you said the whole thing about what if I don’t stay..”

“No Harry, but I have to take precaution. It’s not that I’m coming into this relationship expecting it to end but my guard is up a bit. Trust and time will help bring it down.”

“Okay,” he lifted a finger underneath your chin and gave you a soft kiss, “I don’t intend on leaving you know.” He said against your lips.

“I know,” you pressed your lips against his. He pushed your lips more against his by holding your head in place.

“Our breakfast has gotten all cold, want to go out and grab something from the bakery down the road?” He kisses your forehead. He somehow always gave you instant relief with his kisses.

“That sounds amazing,” you get your shoes on and were out the door. Harry lent you a hoodie, your cardigan from last night wasn't going to cut it in this weather. You weren’t going to give him this back. You two walked out his house together, hand in hand.

“What’s Sam’s favorite snack?” He asks as you walk.

“Week before last it was cosmo brownies, last week it was Rice Krispie treats, I don’t know what this week will be,” you laughed, “he has my taste buds.”

“I’ll be taking note,” he kissed your hand.

“Are you and Gemma close? I figure since you had makeup wipes in your bathroom she was here recently?”

“Yeah like two months before we met she had visited, she’s one of my best friends. We text everyday,” he looked around the street. It wasn’t very busy. Just a few people walking their dogs.

“That’s nice, I hope Sam can have that one day. If not with a sister a best friend you know?” He nodded. Maybe you shouldn’t have brought up kids so early in the morning. You two walked into the bakery and it smelled like flour and chocolate. It was a cute small mom and pop shop. You were looking at their options on their small paper menu when you heard your name.

"y/n?" you've heard this voice before. Probably haven't heard it in two years.

"Matt?" you turned towards him. Harry turned towards you two. He had blonde hair and was tall, around Harry's height. Blue eyes and crooked smile. He was Michael's best friend. He took care of you for a bit after Michael died. 'A bit' being three years, then they sent him overseas again. You two instantly hugged. He still smelled the same. He was still tan so he must've just gotten back.

"It's been so long," you wiped a few tears that had escaped. You were so happy he made it back home.

"I know, we have to catch up, how's Sam? He must be huge!" he said with a wide smile.

"He is! You left him when he was at my hip and now he's almost at my ribs. He's going to be tall. We have to catch up though, maybe tomorrow. After school?" you asked.

"Yeah! I can do that," he smiled at you.

"When'd you get back?" Harry was the jealous type that was in extreme denial of being the jealous type. So he stood there uncomfortably as you spoke to your friend. Too close of a friend for him. He watched the way Matt looked at you and he didn't like it. He also didn't like the way he hugged you. So he coughed. You turned around and grabbed his hand. "Wait, Matt. This is Harry, Harry this is Matt. He was Michael's best friend." you explained.

"Nice to meet you man," he shook Harry's hand before answering your question, "I just got back two days ago, was going to text you today or tomorrow actually."

"I'm happy you're home," you said knowing he knew what you meant. He knew you meant you were happy he didn't have the same fate as Michael.

"Me too," he looked over at Harry and gave you a questioning look.

"So Matt, Harry is my boyfriend," you smiled up at him, and Harry looked down at you smiling. It was still a little weird for you to say. You weren't used to it yet. Matt nodded as you spoke.

"That's great y/n, I'm really happy for you. You deserve it," he said genuinely. You smiled at him.

"She's a keeper man, she was great wife, even better mother." Harry squeezed you closer to him.

"Yeah mate, I don't intend on letting her go,"

"Oh shit, you're British, that's pretty fucking cool." he laughed. Harry nodded and you rubbed his back.

"The accent is just about the only cool thing," they both laughed.

"Alright well I have to go, I'll text you later y/n, nice meeting you Harry," he hugged you and kissed your head and shook hands with Harry. Harry who was trying very hard to contain himself. After this morning he didn't want to push you away even more. Matt left and you decided on what you were going to get.

"I think I'm going to get a cream cheese bagel and a croissant on the side, oh and tea. We didn't finish ours" you told Harry.

"Me too," he ordered for you two and you sat at a small table waiting.

"He was nice," Harry spoke up first.

"Yeah he is, him and Michael were practically brothers. They both never had siblings. I consider him like my brother in law, he took care of Sam and I for like three years after Michael passed. They needed him though and I was a lot better than I was in the beginning so I told him to go and he left," he listened to you as you spoke.

"How long have you known him, like since you were 15 too?" he looked outside the window.

"Nah, I met him after Michael got back from training, so like for 11 years now?" he nodded.

"Does he have a wife too?" he asked right before they brought our food out.

"No, I set him up with someone I met while I was in school, college, and they were together for a bit, but um she saw what happened to Michael and said she wouldn't be able to handle if that happened to Matt so they broke up." you took a bite of your bagel.

"That kind of stinks, finding someone, loving them, and then them leaving you because they think you'll have a similar fate as your friend," he sipped his tea.

"Yeah, I understand both sides. She's missing out on a great man now because its been five years and he's still alive," you sipped your tea.

"So you plan on hanging out with him tomorrow?" he wipes his mouth of cream cheese with a napkin.

"Yeah probably, Sam's going to be so happy. He calls him Uncle Matt," you smiled, "does that bother you? That I'm going to hang out with him?" you asked.

"Oh no love it's okay, I understand." he really wished you wouldn't. He wished he could hang out with you and Sam instead.

"Thank you for understanding," you reached over and grabbed his hand and squeezed it.

"What time do you have to be home by?" he asked.

"Ugh, sounds like I have a curfew," you laughed, "But usually they drop him off around noon so I have to go soon," you pouted.

"Wish you didn't have to," he said honestly. You agreed. You two had finished your breakfast and you walked back to his house. You had about an hour left to be with him before you had to go. You walked in hand in hand and when he closed his door you pulled him close to you and leaned up to kiss him. He kissed you back with need and leaned you up against his wall.

"Want you," you breathed into the kiss.

"Need you," he responded. He leaned his head down and kissed your neck. He was becoming addicting. You pressed your hips against his and he groaned.

"Harry," you moaned.

"Yes love?" he bit under your earlobe.

"Let me do what I wanted to do last night," you reached down in between you two and grabbed his length.

"Don't tell me twice," he grinned before placing his mouth on yours again. He led you back to his room without taking his mouth off yours. He fell back against his bed and you climbed on top of him. You grabbed his hands and intertwined your fingers. You brought them above his head and kissed at his neck. He was loving this. You kissed down his neck to his chest. You put your hands under his shirt and rubbed near his butterfly. He hissed because your hands were a bit cold from outside. You lift his shirt up slightly and kissed around his butterfly and down to his ferns. You tugged his gray sweats down and kissed at the waistband of his boxers. You rubbed him through the thin material before pulling it down. He propped himself up on his elbows to watch you. You loved pleasuring others, it wasn't something you fell short in. You released him from his boxers and he sighed. You began pumping him slowly and licked his tip placing him flat against your tongue. You licked up and down his shaft a few times before taking him slowly into your mouth. Your gag reflux was minimal he'd soon find out. Your left hand rubbed his balls while your right pumped him slowly. You spit lightly on the tip causing him to moan at the view in front of him. You slowly deepthroated him earning a louder groan and he put his hands in your hair gathering it in a fist.

"Fuck, y/n. Do that again," You lifted your mouth off of him, a line of spit forming as you pulled away and took all of him again," his hips jerked and you moaned. You sucked his balls and pumped his length fast as you did.

"Y/n, I'm close," you put your mouth back on him immediately, wanting him to release in your mouth. You looked up at him fluttering your lashes as you took him full again. You felt his cum hit the back of your throat and you swallowed. You didn’t stop sucking until you were sure there was no more cum left. He ended up pulling your head off mumbling 'too much' before pulling you into a heated kiss. He flipped you so you were under him.

"Harry, we can't," you whined.

"Ugh," he groaned, "I want to make you feel just as good," he reached down and rubbed in between your legs. You moaned and grabbed his wrist.

"I want that too but I have to go," you kissed him. He kissed you back and put his hand on your cheek.

"When will I see you again?" you hadn't thought of it. Sam only went to his grandparents every other weekend. Two weekends was too long without him. You bit your lip and looked away.

"I'm not sure," you felt bad not being able to give him an answer. His hand on your cheek gently turned your head to face him again.

"I wasn't lying when I said I'd wait for you," he kissed your nose. You closed your eyes savoring the moment and trying to keep your emotions in check. How had you found such an angel?

"I'll try and plan something for this week," you whispered before kissing him lightly.

"Okay," he whispered back.

You two got up, Harry getting dressed again as you fixed your hair. You watched him, photographing every movement into your memory. He walked you to your car and closed the door as you got in. You opened your window and he leaned inside. He put a finger under your chin giving you a lingering kiss making you want more. But you had to go. You said bye and drove home. You did some laundry before your doorbell rang signifying your son was home. You sped walk to the door excited to see your boy. You open the door and he attacks your waist.

“Hi baby,” you squat down and kiss his head. He was such a sweet and affectionate boy. You savored every moment.

“Hi ma,” he kissed your cheek before hugging you. He whispered in your ear, “grandma wants to talk, I’m sorry,” before kissing your cheek again and running inside. You had a confused look on your face as you watched him run off.

“Y/n,” Lydia spoke.

“Lydia?” You questioned.

“I know about Harry,” you were shocked, “Sam told us at dinner, he was excited.” You swallowed. You never wanted to tell Sam to keep secrets so you couldn’t be mad about this.

“He um, okay. Um we just, Sam’s not meeting him for a bit. Not until I think it’s time.” You spoke.

“Are you two a couple?” You couldn’t tell what her tone was. Condescending? Approving? Genuinely curious?

“Uh yeah, officially so. This past weekend.” You were so uncomfortable.

“I’d like to meet him, he knows about Sam right?” She looked at you with a raised brow.

“Yes of course he knows about Sam. I wouldn't keep Sam a secret. And you’ll meet him when I feel it’s time too.” You hated how you felt like you were co-parenting with her. You were his only parent.

“Okay well,” she looked around, “I’m happy for you y/n, it’s about time. Maybe not move on and forget, but move on and still remember you know?” She purposely didn’t look at you.

“I uh yeah, I obviously won’t forget him. How could I? He was my husband. But I do think I deserve to not die alone, have another love.” You swallowed. Why was this so weird? And why was Lydia being so nice?

“I agree. Well have a good night,” she said before walking away.

“You too,” you said lowly.

You closed the door and leaned against it. Sam.

“Sam?” You called.

“I’m sorry Mami,” he looked down with a guilty look on your face.

“Don’t be sorry baby,” you walked towards him, you lifted his chin up and smiled at him, “I’ve never taught you to keep secrets, so I’m proud you didn’t.” You kissed his head.

“Grandma and grandpa didn’t look mad when I told them, and I also said he was just your friend!” He explained. You loved his enthusiasm and the way he spoke with his hands.

“They couldn’t be mad, it’s my life. I think grandma is actually happy I’ve got a friend,” you told him. You weren’t going to spur the term boyfriend on him just yet. You were sure Harry would be okay with it too.

“She’s getting a lot nicer ma,” he said with a confused look on his face. You both shrugged and laughed. You two cuddled on the couch for the majority of the rest of the day. You watched Inside Out and taught Sam a few ways to express himself. He said he felt like joy that day with a little bit of fear because he didn't know how you would react about him spilling the beans about Harry. You cleared his worries before sending him to shower before dinner. You checked your phone to see Harry had texted you.

H: Hey beautiful, how are you?

Y/n: Hi handsome, I'm good. Just cooking some dinner.

H: I'm jealous, I had Chinese. I'm reading a manuscript now.

y/n: Perhaps you should focus on that and not use me to procrastinate?

H: You already know me so well.

y/n: 😘😘😘

You cooked spaghetti, one of Sam's favorites. Pasta always made him extra sleepy so it was the perfect meal for a Sunday night before school. Your mind kept wandering off as you cooked to Harry's dimpled smile making you smile yourself. Once Sam was out the shower you two talked about what the week ahead would look like.

"Sam, you remember Uncle Matt?" you asked as you served him. He twirled the spaghetti with his fork before nodding vigorously.

"Yes of course!" he said before stuffing his face. You laughed and handed him a napkin.

"Um he might hang out with us tomorrow, after school. I have to text him," you sat next to him with a plate for yourself.

"He's back?!" he exclaimed.

"Yes," you smiled. You know he loved him a lot.

"I can't wait to see him," he said before taking another bite. You two soon finished your plates and you let him watch some Disney before bed while you cleaned up the kitchen. You sent him off to bed once you finished and got his lunch ready for the next day. Your phone rang and you saw it was Harry.

"Hello?" you said.

"Hey love, Sam asleep yet?" he asked.

"Um, yeah why?" you put his backpack on one of the chairs and looked around you. It was like he was watching you. You heard a knock on the door.

"Harry, hold on someone's knocking. Has to be Lydia or something. Only she knows the code to open the door," you open the door surprised to see Harry.

"Hi," he blushed, "Uh someone let me in. I just thought I'd bring you something. Partly because I missed you and just wanted to see you again," he passed you a black plastic bag. Inside was a Rice Krispie Treat and 'Sam' written on it with black marker and Pringles with your name on it. You once told him you liked Pringles on one of your long facetime calls.

"Harry," you were speechless, it was so sweet what he had done.

"I probably shouldn't have come, this is an invasion of your privacy I'm sorry," he backed away.

"No no, its fine I'm just shocked. I never expected something like this. Come here," you put your hand on the back of his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. He kissed you back hard and wrapped his arm around your waist. "I'm so happy, and thankful, and lucky," you spoke in between kisses. He smiled down at you and kissed your forehead. You stepped back and put the bag on the side table near your entrance.

"I'd invite you in bu-" you observed his face go pale and eyes widen. He was looking behind you. You turned around and saw Sam standing there with wide eyes.

"Sam, what's wrong?" you ran to him and bent down to his level. He looked funny,

"I got sick ma," he said still staring at Harry in the hallway. You looked behind you at Harry and then back to Sam. He whispered in your ear, "I threw up in the toilet," you nodded.

"Okay, sit on the couch okay? I'll be there in a sec okay?" he nodded but didn't move.

"Hi Harry," he spoke. This isn't what you wanted or expected.

"Erm Hi Sam," he waved. Sam waved back before leaving to sit on the couch. You walked to your door, speechless.

"Love, I'm so sorry I know this isn't what you wanted. I didn't mean for this to happen," he rambled.

"It's okay, um come in? Might as well rip the bandaid off," you walked in and got a thermometer to take Sam's temperature. Harry walked behind you but stayed a comfortable distance away. Sam couldn’t take his eyes off him. You took Sam's temperature and he had a slight fever.

"I'm Sam,"

"I'm Harry,"

"We knew that about each other already," Sam giggled.

"We did," Harry giggled too. You were holding back a cringe as you watched them.

"He got you a rice krispie treat, say thank you," you whispered to him.

"Ooh thank you," his eyes lit up.

"Yeah no problem," he leaned against your wall.

"You're so far, sit next to me." Sam patted the seat next to him. Harry looked at you and you gave him a slight nod. He sat next to him and they stared at each other for a bit.

“You have drawings on your arms, marker?” Sam pointed out.

“Honey, wouldn’t you feel better in your own room?” You tried to steer away from the tattoo topic considering Harry had a half naked mermaid on his arm. Sam laughed at what you said like it was ridiculous.

“Ma, I won’t sleep now knowing Harry is here and I want to sleep in your bed tonight,” he pouted. You couldn’t help but smile.

“Okay fine. Only because you’re not feeling well. I’m gonna go get you medicine.” You got up.

“Harry stay with me,” you son put his tiny hand over his, “cool rings!” Was the last thing you heard before entering your kitchen. You called out of work and set an appointment with his doctor for the following day. When you came back to the living room him and Harry were playing rock, scissors, and shoot.

“Ma, look at this new game Harry taught me!” Harry gave you a dimpled smile before showing you.

“Very nice,” you observed, “here c’mon. Take your medicine, it’ll bring your fever down,” you served him on a teaspoon and he took it. He made a funny face before swallowing it.

“Medicine is so gross. Makes you want to throw up again,” you and Harry both laughed.

You sat on the other side of Sam and he quickly curled up to your side. You put the blanket over him and you and put your tv on. Harry observed you two and watched tv with you. Sam soon fell asleep again as you felt him drool onto your shirt.

“I’m going to go put him in my room,” you slowly stood up to not wake him.

“Let me help?” Harry asked. You nodded and he picked Sam up gently before following you into your room. You turned a lamp on so you two could see where you were walking. Harry gently put him on the middle of your bed and tucked him in. You climbed in on your side and pushed Sam’s hair back off his forehead. You gestured for Harry sit on the other side.

“If you want, you don’t have to,” you told him. He shook his head and climbed in on the other side.

“Thank you,” he said looking at you.

“For?” You questioned.

“Letting me get to know him. I know it wasn’t your plan for us to meet this way but thanks for not closing the door in my face.” He reached over Sam to put a loose strand of hair behind your ear. You look down back at Sam.

“Life is what happens to you while you’re busy making other plans,” you smiled. You hadn’t planned for them to meet like this but life happens.

“Beautiful boy,” he states.

“You know it?” You smirked.

“Course I know it, what kind of Brit would I be if I didn’t know a Lennon song?” He laughed lowly.

“Michael would sing it to him to put him to sleep. After he passed I just changed 'daddy' lyric to Mami,” you explained.

“My mum used to do the same thing,” he smiled at the memory.

“Her and I can relate on being boy moms then,” you smiled.

“I don’t think I want her to talk about me to you,” he grinned.

“Oh no, I want to hear it all,” you leaned against your hand. You two were facing each other with your son between you two.

“He’s a good kid, very social. He started asking me about my rings and where I got them,” he smiled.

“He’s nosey,” you lightly tapped Sam’s nose earning a smile from him in his sleep. Harry laughed and shrugged his shoulders.

“I didn’t mind it,” he plays with a loose thread on your blanket.

You three eventually all fell asleep in a big cuddle. When you wake up you feel Sam's small head on your stomach, Harry's forehead against yours, and all of your legs tangled together. You opened your eyes slowly and smiled. You felt like a family, finally complete.

"Mornin'," you heard Harry's deep voice say.

"Hey," you looked at him pulling your forehead away. He leaned over and gave you a quick peck.

"Sorry I fell asleep here," he says before placing his head back against the pillow.

"It's okay, I enjoy seeing your face first thing in the morning," you smiled.

"I like this a lot to be honest with you," he looked between you and Sam.

"I do too," you bit your lip. So much had happened between you two in just a few days. Sam stirred between you two.

"Could I cook you two breakfast?" he offered. You nodded and ran your hands through Sam's hair. He was warm again.

"What's his favorite?"

"Waffles," you smiled.

"Could I use your bathroom?"

"Of course, spare toothbrush in the hallway closet." you told him. He nodded and walked to your bathroom.

You escaped to your thoughts of how you could get used to this.

♡♡♡

Breakfast was a success. Harry and Sam got along well and you were happy. Harry left to go to work before you went to Sam's doctor. Doctor's appointment was unsuccessful. "Probably just a bug," they said. Matt had texted you and you explained what was going on with Sam. He assured you he didn’t mind and he'd bring you some food and some light food for Sam. When he showed up at your door, he had soup for Sam and chowder for you. You all shared a meal together and watched a movie. This was something similar to what you guys did years ago. It was close to night and Sam had went off to bed before Matt left. You took out two beers for you to share and sat next to him.

"Cheers," he clinked your bottle.

"Cheers," you took a sip.

"It's good to be home," he sighed relaxing back onto your couch.

"It's good to have you home," you leaned against your cushions.

"I don't think I'm going back," you looked over at him.

"What? What do you mean?" you were a little shocked.

"My active duty commitment is up, I could take another mission if I wanted to but I think its time for me to settle down," he took a swig of his beer. You nodded in understanding.

"I think that'd be great, if it were for me I wouldn't want anyone out there," you faced him on the couch.

"Yeah," he brought his arm that was behind his head and slapped it down to your knee, "So! Tell me more about this Harry guy," he grinned looking at you.

"Ow," you hit him back, "And what do you wanna know?" you blushed.

"Everything?" he said in a girly voice making you laugh.

"Well, we met at the bar across the street and we basically spoke every night then every day and night and yeah we just got to know each other well. And yeah you know it's been nice. To have someone again," you took another sup of your beer. Matt nodded in understanding.

"I'm happy you're happy, I know he would've wanted that." he reached for your hand and squeezed it.

"Yeah I know, we spoke about it once..." you wandered off.

"Us too," Matt looked up towards the ceiling.

"I figured you made some kind of promise, the way you treated me after he passed. It was very promise like."

"I would've done it, promise or no promise." he looks back at you.

"I know, thank you. Could never say that enough."

"You don’t have to," he squeezed your hand again. You laid your head on his shoulder. You were so happy to have Matt in your life. It was like another piece of having Michael around. You didn't have a brother either. So he fit perfectly into your life.

"I miss him," matt spoke up.

"Me too," a tear escaped.

"I can hear him laughing at us, saying 'you two are pathetic'," he laughed, "But then you'd probably give him a look and he'd say, 'oh not you, just matt," you laughed along and finished off your beer.

"You're right," you bit your lip, "Harry's somehow helped me say his name more comfortably,"

"I've noticed, that's great." he smiled.

You spent the rest of the night catching up and setting up a profile for Matt on Bumble. He was embarrassed at first but then became excited. He liked that girls had to match first, he didn't want to make any girls uncomfortable. He left and you caught some sleep before your day of work, it was going to be long.

♡♡♡

ONE MONTH LATER

It was Saturday morning and you awoke with Harry leaving your bed. He was staying over more often per Sam's request. He enjoyed waking up and jumping into your bed and telling you his crazy dreams or hearing the dreams you two had. You enjoyed not falling asleep alone anymore. This morning though you awoke to Harry leaving because he liked to take a run and then make breakfast or pick some up on his way back. You opened your eyes slightly and you saw him moving around in front of your dresser. He put a headband on to push his curls back and put his sweatshirt on. He was wearing tights underneath some basketball shorts as well.

"Cute," you giggled. He turned around quickly and smiled.

"Morning love," he walked over to your side of the bed and kissed your lips.

"Mmm, don't go," you pouted.

"Okay," he kissed you again.

"No I'm joking, I'd feel guilty if I held you back," you giggled as you twirled a curl of his around your finger.

"I'll be quick, promise," he pecked your lips and stood up.

"Please keep your music low, be safe please." he walked back over and slotted a kiss on your lips.

"Of course baby," he said before he walked out your bedroom door. You stayed in bed until he got back. You usually never fall back asleep as you worried for him. He'd only go on a run every other day. When he got back you were on your phone scrolling through social media. Harry had posted a picture of you two last night. He already had a highlight called "Sam doing cool stuff" and it was adorable. He came over and gave you a quick peck before hopping in the shower quickly. He dropped off his phone on your night table as he kissed you and left it there. You noticed he was getting a lot of notifications back to back. You didn’t want to be nosey but you two also established you had nothing to hide from each other. You checked his phone and noticed they were all notifications from the Zillow app. They were all price drops on houses. Harry came back into your room as you looked at his phone. You tried to toss it away from you before he noticed but it was too late.

"Everything okay love?" he said with a wide grin on his face. He was only wearing a towel around his waist.

"Uh um are you moving?" you mumbled.

"No? why?" he looked confused.

"You got a lot of notifications so I just checked and it was price drops on Zillow,"

"Oh, uh yeah. Um," he sat next to you on your bed, "I was just looking at the market because uh like for us."

"For us?"

"Yeah, I would like us to move in together eventually. I've just been looking at houses for like 4 rooms and backyard and stuff," he was blushing and fiddling with his fingers.

"That's so sweet," you smashed your lips onto his. He fell on top of you on your bed.

"I want to wake up to you," he brushed his lips against yours. You felt heat spread in between your legs as he worked his way down your neck. You felt him grow hard through his towel.

"Harry," you moaned in his ear.

"You up for it?" he looked at you and you nodded quickly. He lifted your shirt and sucked your nipples giving both equal attention. He reached a hand down in between your legs into your shorts. He groaned into your mouth,

"So wet, so good for me," he said before biting your bottom lip. Your eyes fluttered closed as he inserted a finger into you. Then you remembered.

"Fuck, Harry," you whined. He didn’t pay you mind thinking it was a satisfied moan. You pushed at his chest.

"What happened?" he looked at you with concerned eyes.

"I ran out of condoms and haven't gone to get any, do you have?"

"Ugh no," he put his head in the crook of your neck.

"Ugh, damn it," you bit your lip.

"Don't do that," he took his thumb and separated your teeth from your lip, "It's only going to turn me on more," you laughed lightly.

"Harry, how um are you good at you know? Like um-"

"Pulling out?" he cut you off.

"Yeah,"

"Yeah, pretty good" he smirked.

"You want to?"

"You do?" he said a little more shocked.

"I want you so bad," you said before planting your lips on his. He climbed back on top of you and pulled your shorts and underwear down. He rubbed a finger between your slit and you bucked your hips against his finger. He took this as a sign of your impatience growing. He removed his hand and instead lined himself up at your entrance. He pushed inside of you slowly both of you moaning in each others mouths.

"Fuck, ugh you're so warm and tight," he kissed you. His eyebrows furrowed as he tried to concentrate on not cumming so soon.

"I love feeling you against me," you pushed his hips closer against you. When he bottomed out you both moaned lowly. He thrusted in and out of you slowly but eventually he picked up his pace. He groaned as his thrusts became sloppier.

"Love, you almost there?" he put his hand behind your neck before kissing you roughly. Barely letting you answer.

"Yes," you breathed out. He reached down in between you two and rubbed your clit. You felt the tightness grow in your stomach and you tightened around him as you came. Your legs were wrapped around his hips so he roughly pulled your legs apart before spilling himself all over your slit.

"Fucking hell," he moaned, "that was too good." he kissed your lips and then your neck.

"I'm on a high excuse me," you grinned. He smirked and got off you. He picked up his towel he had previously wrapped around himself and wiped in between your legs. This wouldn't be the last time he would do this over the next few weeks.

"Thank you," you blushed.

"Yeah of course," when he finished he got you dressed and himself. Sam was bound to wake up soon. "I'm going to go make some breakfast, any requests?"

"Hm, I'm craving a tuna sandwich," he scrunched his nose but nodded and went to make you your food. ♡♡♡

It was a few weeks later and you were sick. Sam was in school and Harry had taken his work to your place to take care of you. You were laying in bed while he was reading a manuscript. You had a terrible bug that wouldn’t let you hold any food down. You had never felt this way before. Harry continued making you soups and stews even though your appetite was low. You were surviving on ginger ale and saltines for most of your days. You watched as Harry worked and the way he concentrated on what he was reading.

"Any good?" he jumped slightly.

"Hey you're up," he pushed your hair away from your face.

"Hi," you smiled, "I have to get Sam,"

"I was going to pick him up,"

"It's okay, I need fresh air."

"We can both go?"

"Okay," he reached over your bedside table and got you your Gatorade bottle.

"Drink, you look dehydrated."

"Okay, dad." you narrowed your eyes at him and sipped.

"I'm just taking care of my baby,"

"I know,"

You two eventually got up to go pick up Sam. You told Harry to drop you off at the drug store at the corner of your street afterwards to pick up some pads. But you lied. You were late and scared. You never had morning sickness before but now you couldn’t help but think it. You bought a small test, one where you had to pee in a cup and use a dropper. It was the only thing that would fit in your back pocket. You got back in the car and Harry gave you a look.

"Um, they didn’t have the ones I like,"

"I'll go to Walgreens later and pick some up," you nodded as he drove you all home. Sam told you about his day at school. You told Harry you were going to use the bathroom once you got inside to your apartment. You assured him you were okay and he told you he'd make a snack for Sam while helping him with his homework. You headed inside your bathroom and realized you forgot a cup. You reached into the cabinet below your sink and got a disposable dixie cup you usually use for mouthwash. You peed in the cup and got the dropper. You placed a drop on the test and waited three minutes before looking. You were sitting on the toilet lid when Harry knocked on your door.

"Love, you okay?"

"Yeah! Coming out now!" you washed your hands and wrapped the test in toilet paper before looking at it, shoved into your back pocket, and stepped out.

You enjoyed your night with them. Forcing yourself to eat and try and feel better. You tried to keep a mind over matter mindset. You read Sam a book before bed and squeeze him tight before finding out if everything is going to change. You walk back to your room and Harry's already getting ready for a shower. He walks over to you and wraps his arms around your waist.

"Feeling better baby?" he kissed your nose.

"A little, um stomach is funny," he nodded as he listened. He moved his hands down to your ass but you pulled away suddenly before he could feel the test in your pocket.

"Love?" he looked at you confused,

"Uh sorry, just not in that mood," you ran your fingers through your hair.

"I wasn't expecting you to be, just wanted to give it a little squeeze. But I'm sorry love, I know you're not feeling well," he kissed your head.

"Yeah it's okay uh sorry I pulled away like that," he nodded.

"I think I'm gonna go shower alright?" you nodded. He left and you pulled the test out and unwrapped the toilet paper. Your door opened back up and you jumped.

"Forgot my towe- what's that?" he looked at you confused.

"Crap," you put your head in your hand. "I thought this bug could be morning sickness or something. I've never had it but I'm also late."

"W-what? What's it say?"

"I-I don't know yet. I haven't looked."

"Why not?" he was pale and his forehead was already glistening with sweat.

"I'm scared," you choked out.

"Love," he rushed to you and kneeled in between your legs, "I'm not going anywhere no matter what that test says. I love you, you know that. You and Sam are my family now. I don't care that we haven't been together that long. I already know I want this for a long time." he picked your head up in between your hands. You mumbled an okay. You began unwrapping the paper and you both looked at it at the same time.

"Look for two lines?"

"Yeah, that'd be positive" you revealed the test and took a deep breath. One line was dark and the other was not. You couldn’t tell if you were relieved or disappointed. You tossed it on to your bedside table and sighed.

"I still meant everything I said," Harry spoke.

"I feel the same way Har, I just have a lot of feelings and thoughts going through my mind. Could I have a second?" he nodded and left to the bathroom to take his shower. You felt weird. Like you wanted a positive test but also like you couldn't accept one. Everything felt so fast. Being pregnant felt so far from now, yet it also felt crazy to start all over again. Harry came back to find you with your arm across your eyes while you leaned against your pillows. He walked over to your bedside table to turn your lamp off but when he saw the test again he froze.

"L-love, love!" you jumped at his raised voice.

"What Harry?" you asked worried.

"The test! It changed! There's two lines now!" he grabbed it and looked at it.

"That's impossible," you stood up to look at it with him. Sure enough there were two lines. The other faint yet there.

"I'm so confused," you breathed.

"I'm going to Walgreens to get a digital one I can't not be certain for tonight." he kissed you before he left and yelled an I love you before walking out the door. He seemed excited with hints of anxiety. You didn’t know what to feel. You two had been together for only a few months, still learning about each other. You paced the floor back and forth until he got back.

"Love?" he called from the hallway before entering your room, "I got this Clearblue one, I see a lot of celebrities use them,"

"Oh okay," you took the box in your hand.

"Hey, what'd you feel after we saw the negative test?" he reached for your hand and squeezed it.

"I don't know honestly, it's scary to start all over again. We're just starting ourselves," you looked down.

"I understand, I'm going to be here though, no matter what," he pulled you in for a hug, "I'd like to be happy about it if its positive."

"Me too," you whispered.

"Feel like peeing?" he laughed lightly.

"Sure," you laughed too.

You walked to your bathroom and Harry followed. You sat down and waited a bit until you were able to take the test. Harry helped you with putting the cap on and you finished taking care of yourself.

"I can only imagine what everyone's going to say," you run a hand through your hair.

"Love, it shouldn't matter. We are the only one's who thoughts should matter." he cupped your cheeks, "Oh and Sam of course," he quickly added. You giggled and nodded.

"You're cute," you kissed his lips.

"Thank you, let's check it?"

"Yeah," you smiled.

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Beyond The Leather Chapter 20: London

A little smut

February 7, 1986, London England

We finally arrived in London. It was so cold down here and snowing a little bit. I had forgotten all about winter while living in LA. We headed straight for the hotel, I was glad because I was exhausted and needed some sleep. Rehearsals for the show would start on the 10th and the actual walk would be on February 14.

When we got into the hotel I saw all the girls that would be in the fashion show. Wow there were a lot of us. I spotted Rachel who was talking to two of the girls.

"Hey Jess can I go talk to Rachel and some of the other girls while you check us in?" I asked.

"Yeah sure." She smiled

"Rachel!" I called out to her.

"Iman hey girl!" She waved me over

I ran over to her and she gave me a kiss on both sides of my cheeks.

"I'm so excited that your in the fashion show, I honestly don't know any one here." I giggled.

"Im glad your in it too. I just met some of the girls here." She pointed at the two girls. "This is Melody and Jade there really nice."

"Hey there." Jade kissed both sides of my cheek.

"Hey I'm Melody but you can call me just Mel." She kissed both sides of my cheek as well.

"Hey Iman I got the room keys." Jess yelled. I turned back to see her waving the keys.

"Alright it was nice to meet you girls." I turned back to face them.

"Hey we can meet up again in the hotel restaurant for some drinks and snacks. And all of us can get to know each other better." Mel suggested.

"That's sounds great. Alright see you later." I waved and walked towards Jess.

We got to our hotel room and it was beautiful inside. There was a living room and little kitchen and of course my bedroom. Jess was going to be across the hall from me so she was close.

I settled in and put my stuff away. I phoned my mom to let her know that I was here and then layed down to take a nap. ______

Me and the girls decided to go downstairs for something to eat in the hotel restaurant. The food was actually alright.

"This is exciting this is my first cat walk." Jade spoke up.

"Mine too, I guess Iman is the only pro here. You already did New York fashion show." Mel said.

"Haha well I guess you could say pro, but I'm still scared. This is a whole new experience." I started rubbing jam on my bagel when Rachel grabbed the jam from me.

"Iman you can't eat jam were on a diet!" Rachel snapped.

"Oh yeah right." I mumbled.

I hated being on a diet especially because I liked to eat. We had to work and stay fit for our shows, not to mention eat healthy. And that's also the worst part about living with Tamara she usually had healthy food in her home.

"Ugh those girls are so trashy." Rachel stated looking in the direction of the hotel doors.

There were a bunch of girls wearing ripped Jean's, ripped shirts, and tight clothing exposing there breasts.

"Woah who are they?" Jade whispered.

"Apparently there are these rockers staying at the hotel, and those are groupies." Rachel points out.

"Rock stars are nothing but trouble. Except for Jon Bon Jovi, I'll give him a pass." Mel giggled.

"He's a sweetheart I met him before just once. We danced together." I said sipping my cranberry.

"You did not! Are you serious?" Mel raised her voice with excitment.

"Yes, he's quite the charmer." I raised a brow.

"You'll have to introduce me one day." Mel squealed.

"I don't know but I could try." I shrugged.

We gossiped for a bit more before heading to our room. We all had a big day tomorrow.

Later that night...

I don't know what was going on out in the hall way but I heard a lot of yelling, screaming, things being smashed, and people banging on the doors. Its probably those annoying rockers that are staying at this hotel. I couldn't sleep at all, why must they make noise and disturb other people. This is ridiculous I need to call somone.

Ring Ring

"Hello front desk, how may I help you?"

"Hi hello this is Iman Darlington, can you please call security or something to keep these rockers who are disturbing other people in check? Its noisy!" I snap harshly.

"Im sorry about that Miss Darlington we will do somthing right away."

I hung up the phone hoping that something would be done. People shouldn't have to listen to these guys nonsense.

A couple hours later the noise did stop but then it continued again. The yelling, the banging, the screaming, I heard bottles breaking, and women moaning. I looked up towards the ceiling and realized I would not be getting any sleep this night. ____

February 8, 1986

I woke up the next morning feeling like crap. I got up and went to the washroom and looked at my face. There were bags under my eyes from not being able to sleep last night. I can't beleive who ever these guys were partied last night to the point where they disturbed other people. I heard a knock on my door and walked over to open it.

"Morning Jess." I yawned

"Morning Iman, I guess you didn't get any sleep either." She groaned walking into my room.

"No!" I responded while walking back to the washroom.

"Those guys made so much racket last night." She says as she sat on my bed pulling out her agenda. "I can't beleive they weren't kicked out right on the spot."

"Me either."

"Alright so we have to get down to the studio to take a group photo of all the girls in the cat walk for Vouge magazine. And then when were done we have a couple interviews. You also have to try on some of the clothing."

I poked my head out of the washroom and stared at Jess. "Can we cancel the interviews?" I begged.

"No!" She said with a stern voice. "Now hurry and get dressed." She ordered.

The limo picked us up and we headed down to the studio for the photo shoot for Vouge magazine. When I finished getting my outfit and make up done I saw Rachel finishing up. "Hey did you get any sleep last night?"

"Ugh no those rotten rockers were up all night making noise. I mean it's just absolutely disrespectful for them to think they can make as much noise as they can because there rock stars." She sneered.

"All right ladies I need you in position please!" The photographer yelled.

We were all put in our assigned positions and posed for the shoot. Despite the fact that I was tired I had a great time. After the shoot I had a couple interviews that I had to do and clothing that I had to try on for the cat walk. When I finally finished we came back to the hotel. And the door way was blocked with all these groupies waiting for these rock stars. It made me remember back to when I went to Motleys concert, there were so many groupies back stage waiting for them. I wonder which rock group was here? Who ever they were I think they made Motley Crue look like saints. When I reached up stairs I called Rachel and the girls to ask if they wanted to go site seeing. They agreed and we met up downstairs and went.

"So I was thinking we could use the London bus tour called Megasightseeing. Aparatley it's a bus that takes you all around to the hottest places in London." I said looking at the brochure.

"I'd rather site see in limo, I don't want to be sitting on a bus with a bunch of people I dont know." Rachel replies.

"I don't mind the bus I think it would be better. Because the top is open and you can actually take pictures." Jade spoke up. Rachel rolled her eyes and sighed.

"Alright we can take limo for today and then what ever we don't see today, tomorrow we can go out again and take the tour bus." Mel looked at me then back at Rachel.

"Ok." We all said.

We got into the limo and looked around for a bit, took a couple pictures then headed back to the hotel. When I got up stairs, Jess was coming out of her room.

"Hey Jess were are you going?" I asked.

"To the bar me and the other assistants have to have our fun too." She smiled and patted my cheek.

"Ok, well have your fun." I giggled and took my key out and opened my door.

"Oh by the way." She said turning around and stopping me from entering my room. "Some guy was knocking on your door."

"What guy?" I questioned.

"Dont know! I heard knocking coming from across my room so I knew it was your door. When I looked through the peek hole he already moved. So I opened the door, but before I could get a good look at him he went into his room."

"Oh ok. Well I don't know any guys who are here." I furrowed my brows.

"Maybe you have a secret crush." She shrugged. "Any ways I'm heading bye." She pushed the elevator button and I went into my room.

I wonder who it could have been. ___

Feburary 9, 1986

3:34 am

Tonight was the same as last night but I feel like it was worse. I heard things smashing in the hall way as if someone was using a guitar to smash glass. I also heard laughter and some of the guests yelling for the guys to stop. How long are these rockers going to be staying here for. They should have been kicked out already. Then loud music started playing from one of the rooms and that's when I got fed up. I got up and headed out of my bedroom to the door to go out into the hall way. When I opened my door I poked my head out and saw a big guy who was probably a security guard standing in front of one of the room doors with a bunch of groupies in front of him.

"Oh can we please see him just for one night?" One girl with asked.

"Not tonight!" He said in a stern voice

"What about the others are they in?" The next girl said.

"Nope you girls can come tomorrow night." He crossed his arms.

"Awww Fred please!" Another girl pleaded while using her long red nails to brush over his shoulder. He then looked at his shoulder and back up at the girls and raised his eye brows.

"Your not going to like me if I have to tell you again to leave. The boys aren't coming out tonight now fuck off!" He raised his voice. One by one the girls pouted and walked away.

"Is there a reason your poking your head out the door?" I heard him say and tensed up.

"Uh...um...I was wondering if you could tell who ever is in that room to lower the music please?" I stuttered and scratched my neck.

He then walked closer to my door and stood in front of me. He was a really big guy and I honestly was scared of him. But I was trying not to show any fear. He looked down at me and furrowed his brows then let out a little snicker.

"What's your name sweetheart you look familiar?" He crossed his arms.

"I..Iman Darlington." I mumbled looking up at him.

The guy laughed humorously. "So this is why we had the sudden hotel change. Hmm." He scratched his chin and smirked at me.

"A beg your pardon." I mumbled.

"So you want me to tell who ever is in that room to lower the music down right?"

"Yes that would be great!" I smiled.

"I'd like something in return. Perhaps maybe....a blow?" He shrugged.

My eyes went wide and my lips parted. What a dirty disgusting pig. I slammed my door in his face hoping that it would have hit the tip of his nose. I heard him laughing in the hallway and walk away. I headed back to my room and put the pillow over my head. I can't wait to leave London, I thought me being here would get me away from all the drama in LA. But it just seems to me that where ever I go drama follows. And it some how always involved rockstar's. ____

In the morning I was dressed and ready for my Teen Vouge London February photo shoot. When I stepped out into the hall way to knock on Jess's door I looked down the hall and noticed glass everywhere. The lights for the hall were smashed, the tables were broken, there were penis's drawn on the wall and other symbols like the swastika sign. I have to move floors today! I knocked on Jess's door and she opened it up and came out.

"Oh lord what happened last night?" She looked down the hall.

"Rockstars!" I rolled my eyes. She locked up and we headed to the elevator.

"I need to eat breakfast I'm so hungry." She muttered.

We got breakfast and sat down at a table. Rachel and Jade then came out of the elevator and joined us at the table.

"Hey girls morning." I mumbled.

"I think I want to switch hotels these guys who are here caused so much trouble last night." Rachel said as she rubbed her face.

"Some of the directors are talking to the hotel staff trying to get the guys kicked out." Jade said drinking her orange juice.

"Well they should, did you see our floor? It looked like a tornado hit the hall way. And not to mention last night when I came down one of the guys hit on me. And when I refused him, his friend called a bitch and told me that he has seen a way prettier model than me in the hotel." Jade sneered.

"Well I'm prettier than you so that's true." Rachel joked.

"Your such a bitch." Jade laughed and pushed Rachel. "But honestly the guy was so hot I can't even lie. He had these gorgeous eyes that would make a woman knees buckle. I mean...I would never date a rockstar but if he asked me out I'd probably say yes." She smiled.

Rachel gave her a look of disgust." If you ever date or talk to a rockstar we are not friends. I would never associate my self with a girl who is with a rockstar. I feel like she would be lowering her standards." She points out.

"Well Iman we have to get going, nice chatting with you girls." Jess said as she got up.

"Alright see you girls later." I said getting up.

"Oh tonight since it's our last day of doing what ever before rehearsals tomorrow all the girls are going out to a bar. But it's going to be classy." Rachel stated.

"Sure sounds great." I said kissing rachel and jade on their cheeks and leaving.

We got into the limo and Jess looked at me oddly.

"What?" I asked.

"Well if im being honest I don't like Rachel."

"Why? Shes nice!" I raised my brows.

Jess sighed. "Shes fake and self centered. You could do so much better with your choice of friends. Mel and Jade are fine. But Rachel she's a jealous girl who would do anything to get to the top. Including sabotaging her friends. If she even really has any."

"You don't know her well enough Jess she's not like that." I raised my voice.

We stopped talking for the rest of the car ride. She doesn't even know Rachel so how could she say thing like that about her. Maybe Jess wasn't the person I thought she was. We arrived at the studio, I got into my clothing did my makeup then posed with two other girls for the photo shoot. When I finished we got into the car still not saying anything to each other. When we arrived back at the hotel I saw a bunch of people standing in front of the elevator looking up.

"What's everyone-"

I was cut short when I looked up my self and saw 3 guys with there bare asses out mooning people as the elevators were going up. I don't know why they won't just kick these guys out. ____

Tonight all the models were going out to a little bar/club to celebrate before rehearsals. Because once rehearsals started it meant all the fun was over and it was time to work. I got dressed in a very short yellow dress that showed off all my curves. I wanted all eyes on me, I wanted to be center of attention tonight, and I wanted to take lots of pictures. All the girls met up downstairs and we had a huge limo come and pick us up. We got in and majority of the girls already started to pre drink. We took so much pictures screamed out the window at passengers and were just having a great time. When we got to the bar/club all the girls were enjoying themselves. I ordered only cranberry juice because I wasn't a drinker and everyone else drank. Me, Jade, Mel, and Rachel mostly stuck together we danced alot on the dance floor with guys watching us but paying no mind to their advances. It was definitely a girls night out. Or should I say models night out.

All of a sudden while we were dancing a bunch of random girls went running towards the door as a couple of guys walked in. I couldn't see there faces very well because it was dark.

"Oh wow the boys are here!" The DJ shouted on the mic. "The bad boys are here let's get them drinks!" He shouted again. People were pushing and shoving just to get to the spot were these guys were sitting. They must be big shots cause people looked like they were going crazy over them. I could say that they might even be bigger than Motley Crue.

"I'm going to the washroom ok!" I shouted over the music.

I walked to the washroom and saw all these girls fixing themselves up in the mirror and giggling and laughing. I walked into the stall and listened to them gossip about how hot these guys were and wanted the guys to take them home. How pathetic and disgusting. I came out washed my hands and headed out of the door.

"Mani!" One of the models grabbed my hand. "Some guy is asking all of us girls about you!" She yelled in my ear.

"Who?" I yelled back.

"I don't know!" She shrugged. "But he's sitting over there!" She pointed at a booth.

I looked towards the booth but couldn't see any one. Who is this guy? I wonder if it was the same guy that Jess said was knocking on my door. It could be Derek actually because I did tell him I was coming to London. I decided to walk over to the booth so I could see exactly who this mystery guy was. And maybe take a sneak peek at these rockers who are up staging Motley Crue as well. As I walked towards the booth I noticed big black hair but before I could get to the guy face, another guy popped in front of me stopping me in my tracks.

"Wow hey there pretty lady, can I buy you a drink? Or perhaps have a dance?" He wrapped his arms around me.

"Uuuuh sure a drink would be nice." I raised my brows. We walked over to the bar and I sat down on a stool in front of him. He tapped the table for the bartender to come and assist us.

"I'll get a whiskey and for the lady." He pointed at me.

"Just cranberry juice please?" I asked. He looked at me and furrowed his brows.

"Is that all your drinking? You don't want any alcohol or something mixed with that?" He asked.

"No im good. Plus I have work tomorrow." I stated

"Yeah I noticed all you models here enjoying your night. But my eyes caught you especially because you are wearing yellow." He laughed.

"Well it is my favourite color." I moved towards his face and raised my brows.

"Would you like to dance?" He asked grabbing my chin.

"I thought you would never ask." I cooed. We drank up our drinks and hit the dance floor.

We started dancing with each other. But I started feeling extra flirty so I took it up a notch and decided to have a good time with him. I turned around and started swaying my hips and grinding on his pelvic. I smiled as he wrapped his arms around my waist and leaned his head in the crook of my neck.

"You are so sexy." He whispered in my ear. I turned my face to stare at him and smile, but my smiled dropped when I saw a familiar face staring right back at me.

"No...it can't be." I quietly mumbled.

"Mmmm it can be. Let's go to my place."

"No!" I yelled. "It can't be Nikki!"

Nikki was sitting at the bar drinking his jack and coke staring right at me with his jaw clenched. What the hell is he doing here? Why out of all places is he in London? Why am I always running into him? He then hoped off the bar stool and slowly walked towards me.

"Hey that's...that's Nikki Sixx." The guy said as he pushed me out of the way. "Hey Sixx I'm a big fan of the Crue." He gawked at Nikki. I rolled my eyes as I saw the smirk on Nikkis face as the guy was praising him.

"Thanks dude. Say you mind if I dance with my girl here." Nikki raised a brow and pointed at me.

"Uh...I mean I wanted to get laid by her but sure." He shrugged and walked away.

I cringed when Nikki turned to face me. He bit his lip and wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me close to him.

"So." He smiled. "Did you miss me?"

Did I miss him? Did...I...miss....him? Is this guy brain dead or did he not remember what he last said to me.

"Get your hands off of me." I shoved his arms off me, gave him a dirty look, then shoulder checked him walking passed him. I walked passed people moving them out of my way, when I looked back I saw Nikki pushing and shoving people out of his way trying to get to me. I turned back around and bumped into somone chest.

"Holy shit Iman?" Tommy picked me up. "What the fuck are you doing in London?" He asked.

"Oh God T-bone please put me down!" I yelled.

He put me down but kept his arms around me. "Dude Sixx look its Mani!" Tommy yelled pointing at me.

"I know T-bone I was chasing after her. Thankfully she bumped into your chest and slowed the fuck down." He smirked.

"It was nice seeing you T-bone but I need to go!" I yelled over the music.

"Hey are all these girls here models. Cause fuck their hot!" Tommy yelled.

God these guys are the same he's getting married to Heather and he's picking up girls. I can't even bother. I removed Tommy's hands from my waist, walked passed Tommy and went to coat check to get my jacket. I grabbed my jacket and Nikki followed me from behind.

"Mani...Mani... seriously." He grabbed my arm and spinned me around.

"No you don't get to touch me!" I shouted and turned back around. I pushed the door open to the club and walked out.

"Can you just stop and talk to me please?" Nikki pleaded

"No I dont want to talk to you!" I shouted. "You have done nothing but insult me, bully me, harass me, and hurt my feelings." I started to sniffle. "People are right about you. Your an arrogant mean rocker who cares about nothing or nobody but himself!" I pointed at him. "So fuck off and leave me ALONE!" I screamed and pushed him. I turned on my heel and walked away.

Nikki was shocked and taken back at hearing me swear and scream as loud as I did. Now I didn't swear, but boy I was so mad that I would love to use every curse word out there on him. I walked fast away from him and didn't turn around. I was glad that I didnt hear his footsteps following me from behind. I hailed a taxi and went back to the hotel. I got out and went to my room. There were so many thoughts running through my head and tears running down my cheeks. I didn't feel like being alone tonight. So I left my room and knocked on Jess's door.

"Hey hun." she said with a groan. She was probably sleeping. Her eyes opened up a bit more and she saw my face and the tears running down my cheeks. "Oh sweety what's wrong?" She pulled me into her.

"He ruins everything, just always ruining everything for me." I sobbed into her chest. She pulled me in and shut the door behind us. ______

February 10 1986

Rehearsals started today and I wasn't up for it. I was still upset over yesterday and last night. Motley Crue were the ones causing all the noise in the hall ways. They did the same thing they did every night, make noise and cause trouble. I should have known it was them. We got our schedules for how the show was going to go and the order of each model. We saw the clothing we would be wearing and where we were going to change. We even went a took a look at the venue. After rehearsals all I wanted to do was go straight to my room and sleep. I was exhausted because I haven't been sleeping and also I was avoiding the Motley boys. I layed on bed watching TV and munching on pop corn chips when I heard a knock on the door. I chose to ignore the knocking thinking it could probably be Nikki or one of the guys.

"Iman!" It was a girls voice. I got up and looked though the peek hole to see Jade standing outside the door. I sighed and opened it up.

"Hey girl you ok? You didn't talk to any one at rehearsals today and yesterday you just took off no one knew where you were?" She asked.

"Yeah I'm sorry I just had a rough night." I grumbled.

"Yeah I saw. That rocker guy came at you and you completely shut him down." She laughed. I rolled my eyes and smiled. "Listen I'm just gonna catch a bit of sleep and then I'll be out later ok." I say rubbing my eyes.

"Ok sure." She kissed my cheek and I shut the door. I walked back to room and layed on the bed. I grabbed the remote and turned off the TV. I snuggled into my pillow then heard a knock at the door. I sighed annoyingly getting off the bed and walking to the door.

"What!" I growled opening it up and staring into Nikkis green eyes. Nikki looked at me with wide eyes.

"Sorry I just wanted to see how you were doing after last night."

"I'm just great Nikki now goodbye." I scowled trying to shut the door. But Nikki put his hand on the door to stop me from closing it. "What Nikki? I said I didnt want to talk so I don't know why your here!" I raised my voice.

"Well you don't have to talk, but I'd like it if you could just listen please." He spoke softly.

"Go on." I rolled my eyes.

"Well are you gonna invite me in so I can talk?" He smirked

"No!" I responded with attitude. He sighed and stared at me the smirk leaving his face.

"Mani I'm sorry."

I rolled my eyes again. If I got paid for the amount of times that he has said sorry to me I would be a billionaire.

"Iv been a dick to you and I fucked up again and I'm just sorry. I just.. I just don't know how to do this shit." He leaned against the door putting his head down.

"Do what?" I asked frustrated.

"I don't know how to do this. With me and you." He motioned to us. I furrowed my brows wondering what in the world he meant.

"Nikki I don't know what you mean by this with me and you?"

"Mani I'm not good with feelings or relationships. I'm boring and I'm not a good boyfriend. I don't know why girls even like me, especially because I don't really care about what they have to say unless it's about me and my band." He saw the expression on my face and he rubbed his head and sighed. "Mani I am sorry I didn't mean to hurt you." I nodded my head and tried to close my door again and he blocked it again.

"Nikki I listened to what you had to say now please move away from my door." I raised my voice.

"Mani please just let me come in and explain my self properly I don't like standing out here and talking." He pleaded.

"I heard what you had to say. You don't care about girls and you don't care about me or what I have to say. I got it!" I snapped. He pushed my door open and forced himself in slamming the door behind him.

"I never said I didn't care about you!" He said with frustration.

"You just did! You said you don't care about what girls have to say unless it's pertaining to you and your band Nikki!" I said walking to my room and shaking my head he was only fueling my anger more and more.

"Would you just fucking listen like fuck!" He raised his voice following me into my room. I leaned on my drawer and looked down at the ground.

"I said fucked up shit to you ok. And I wish I could take everything that I said and did back then I really do. Cause you don't deserve to be treated that way." He spoke calmly.

"Then why do you do it?" I whispered looking up at him.

He looked at me with hurt eyes. And moved closer to me brushing my cheeks with his thumb. "Because I can't be what you want me to be. What you need me to be. And I get angry and frustrated when I see you because I don't know how to deal with it. So I somtimes get angry and push you away. Princess I care about you so much beleive me when I tell you that. I don't like handling you like I do and you don't deserve to be treated bad. I don't like making you feel like that." He softly spoke.

"And yet you always make me feel like crap!" I say slapping his hand off my face. "You always yell, call me names, hell you even grab my arm and toss me around like a rag doll!" I snapped harshly.

"Doll just calm down." He rolled his eyes.

"No, don't tell me to calm down or roll your eyes at me!" I pointed in his face. "You can get out!" I pointed at the door. "You hurt me and you will always hurt me! Everyone is right about you!"

"I'm not like that Iman!" He yelled and I looked away from him. "I tried calling you to apologize non stop before I left for Germany because I knew I hurt you! And it killed me that I did!" He grabbed my jaw forcing me look at him. "It killed me when I saw you leaving with Tommy crying because I care so fucking much about you and what we have." He calmed his voice down.

"We don't have anything Nikki." I emphasized on the "we" moving his hand from my jaw. He laughed and then cleared his throat.

"We have something between us." He emphasized on the "we". "Why do you think I get mad when I see other guys around you? Or when you flirt or dance with other guys? You think I would ever allow another guy to have what's mine?" He laughed humorously.

"I am not yours Nikki! Your not my boyfriend!" I barked at him.

"I know I'm not your boyfriend!" He snapped. "But you are mine! Why do you think I introduce you as my girl? Why do you think I tell guys to stay away from you? Why do you think I have a tight grip on you when I take you out? Or when I got angry because you danced with Bon fucking Jovi? We have something, that kiss was something. And you made me a promise Mani!" He points out.

I sighed and looked at him."What about Nicole?"

He sighed and closed his eyes and turned away from me and walked towards my bed and sat down on the edge of it. He looked up at me and we locked eyes. "Shes not my girlfriend Iman beleive me. I know that's what it looks like but she's not. I don't want a girlfriend because I don't know how to be a good boyfriend. I won't be a good boyfriend. "

It went quiet for a couple of minutes. Nikki was a interesting person. I have never met a guy like him who was openly honest about what he wanted and didnt want. Most guys would tell girls what they wanted to hear, be there boyfriend, but have a girl on the side that they were sleeping with. Nikki on the other was honest in saying he was a cheater without actually saying he was a cheater.

"So what do you want?" I crossed my arms over my chest. He sighed and stood up and walked towards me. He placed his hand on my cheek and leaned closer to my lips making my breathing start to change.

"I want you, but I can't be your boyfriend I'm not in a good place right now." He caressed my cheek. Was this something I even wanted to get into with Nikki. I mean us being together but not together.

I looked down and he lifted my chin to make me look up at him. He moved in and kissed my lips. I pulled away and looked away from him. He then forcefully grabbed my jaw making me look at him and moved in and kissed my lips again depending it. He picked me up and held me close to him, I wrapped my legs and arms around him. He turned me around and layed me gently on the bed crawling on top of me.

His hands roamed all over my body sending shivers up my spine. His hands then moved up my tank top to my breasts and he rubbed my nipples gently making me moan into his lips. He broke the kiss and whispered softly in my ear. "Your so fucking beautiful doll."

He slowly kissed down my neck making me a moaning mess. He pulled away again and reached down and started undoing his pants. I started raking my fingernails up and down his back making him tense up. He lifted himself off of me and pulled his shirt off throwing it to the ground. He then pulled my tank top off throwing it to the ground as well.

He moved his mouth down to my breast nipping and sucking on my nipple. My breathing became heavy and I started moaning louder. "Uh Nikki.." I breathed out. He looks up at me and kisses me deeply again. I can feel his growing erection against me as he rubs his groin up and down on me.

He starts kissing me down my neck past my breasts to my stomatch all the way to my belly button. He tugs at the waist band of my shorts and then pulls my shorts and thong down at the same time leaving me naked, he throws them to the ground. He spreads my legs open and leans in and starts kissing the inside of my thigh moving towards my pussy.

"Nikki.." I moan breathlessly as I put my hands in his raven black hair, he continues kissing me and gets closer and closer. "Nikki I'm a vir-" I get cut off with a knock and someone opening my door.

"Iman!" It was Jess. I kicked Nikki from between my legs and he fell on the ground.

"Ow fuck!" He groaned.

"What was that? Did you fall, are you alright?" Her footsteps came closer to my room.

"Jess I'm naked I just came out of the shower don't come in here!" I yelled as I quickly picked him up and threw him into my washroom shutting the door behind me.

"Alright I just wanted to check up on you."

I grabbed a towel and wrapped it around me. I came out to the living room part of my hotel room and saw Jess sitting on the couch. "Hey yeah I'm alright." I said out of breath.

"You sure? Cause last night and this morning you were in a bad mood. And I sent Jade to check up on you to make sure you were alright?" She said standing up.

"I'm ok Jess I guess I was just having a bad night." I laughed nervously.

"Oh ok, well you said he ruins everything. So I was just wondering who he was?"

I remembered saying that last night crap! I have to come up with something.

"Oh did I! I meant to say she, she ruins everything." I laugh scratching the back of my head.

"Who ruins everything?" Jess asked.

"Miranda I was talking to a guy and she butted in on the guy I was talking to and I got really mad about it." I muttered.

"Oh sweety come here." She pulled me in for a hug and I hugged her back. "Ok I'll leave you to get dressed. When your done come over to my room we have to call Tamara. She has some more bookings for you ok." Jess said as she walked towards my door.

"Ok no problem."

I sighed as she left the room and locked my door this time. That was a close call. I turned my attention to Nikki who walked out of my room towards me.

"Who was that your second manager?" He asked wrapping his arms around my waist pulling me into him.

"No she's my managers assistant." I say looking up at him. He leans down and hovers over me giving me little pecks all over my face. His hands start to move up the towel caressing my thighs.

"Nikki you have to go." He groaned and rested his head in the crook of my neck. I moved away and walked back into my room.

"Why can't I just stay here until you come back from her room. Then we can finish our buissness." He grumbled following me back into the room.

"Because I don't want too." I say picking up his shirt and handing it to him.

"You still mad at me?" He takes his shirt and puts it on.

"Yes I am." I give him a stern look.

He sighs and looks at me. "What are you doing tomorrow?" He asks fixing his pants.

"I have rehearsals for the fashion week show." I walked out of my room towards the hall door and unlocked it opening it slightly so he can slip out.

He wrapped his arms around me again and breathed close to my face."What time do you start and finish it?" He hums.

"9 am to 6 pm." He thought to himself for a couple of seconds.

"Have you gone sight seeing yet?" He asked.

"I saw some things but not everything. I was going to go probably tomorrow or the day after. But definitely before the show starts."

"After your done rehearsals get some rest because I'll come get you for 11:00 pm." He smirked and let me go.

"Uh no that's too late for me." I laugh humorously.

He leans in and steals a kiss. "Mmm I'm not asking." He locked eyes with me and stole another kiss making me moan on his lips. He pulls away and smiles and walks out the door. "By the way." He turns around before I shut the door. "You have sexy body and I am going to have you one way or another." He bites his lips and looks me up and down.

"None of me." I smile deviously and shut the door in his face locking it right after.

That man really drives me insane.

#motley crue #nikki sixx #vince neil #tommy lee #mick mars #the dirt #model #chanel iman #bwwm wmbw

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pbandjesse · 4 years

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I had a really nice day today. I am still trying to push down my guilt feelings. But I accomplished things today and that felt good.

But I slept really bad again. Well not bad. But I couldnt fall asleep until closer to 230 then I would have liked. Which caused me to sleep until after 10 and I hate that so much. But James came in the room and he had a really good energy around him today and that helped my mood a lot.

I got a shower and when I got out he got a bagel in the toaster for me. I felt cute. But I had slept on my arm weird and was just sort of aching. But I tried to be positive. I kept working on my house on animal crossing. Still have to order a bunch of more walls!!! But so far so good. I am going to try to figure out how to take little videos again.

James decided it was nice enough to actually go for a bike ride and not just ride in our apartment. Once he left I decided I would start the class Alexi asked me to do to get a certificate and it was supposed to take about 2 hours. But it ended up taking barely an hour. It was interesting but in general I didnt learn much new. Wash hands. High touch areas. That kind of thing. But I passed the test and was done just as James was getting home.

I felt really tired. He got a shower and made himself lunch and I just laid in bed and watched videos. I was hoping he would come lay with me but it was later in the afternoon then I thought it was, so next time he came in the room he was saying goodbye. So I was a little sad. He told me he would be home late because a friend is moving across the country and they are going to hang out a little after work. And he asked me to keep an eye on his sourdough starter. I need to put it in the fridge when it gets to a certain line. But he still isnt there yet so I just keep waiting.

Once James left I wasnt sure what to do. I felt like I needed to get out of here. But I also didnt know what I wanted to do. It was way nicer outside then I had thought. So I took my sweater off and wore my denim shirt and I was very pleased. I love this shirt but I dont wear it much because its to warm when its warm and its to cold when its cold. But today was perfect for it.

I thought I was going to drive out to target. But once I was outside I realized I absolutely did not want to drive. So instead I just walked around the neighborhood. Even though I am not a bug fan of our neighborhood right now. I wish the cafes were open even for take out. But they arent. I dont know if they will ever reopen and that makes me sad. But I did enjoy my walk. I saw lots of really pretty flowers and listened to a podcast and just enjoyed my time outside.

I walked back towards home and wandered around the walgreens and the grocery store. I got mac and cheese and donuts. But once I got home I decided to have nachos instead.

I did some cleaning after I finished eating. I did the dishes and I vacuumed and wiped down surfaces. I had the backdoor open and I went out to grab a towel I had drying out there and saw that our tomato garden had like 6 inches of water in it!! That couldnt be good. So I carefully tipped the water out but accidently snapped one of the steams. So then I had to go find some sticks and tape to try to prop it up. Everything smelt really nice from the basil but I will be sad if I murdered that one little stalk.

I spent some time laying in the studio. Doing some research. I picked out some outfits. And I put a few things away in the closets. It has been a pretty chill night and I feel good actually. I hope I can carry this feeling. I always do.

Its still early. I dont know what I am going to do with the rest of it. Im watching some scary videos now. As I do. And tomorrow me and James are going to go to a pumpkin farm? I hope that works out. Regardless it will be good to just spend a day with James.

I hope you all sleep well tonight. Take care of eachother!!

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repeterwiggin · 4 years

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i decided to make notes as I watched POF (SVSR) for the second time and damn. it’s just as much of a rollercoaster even when you know what’s coming (warning this is long there’s a lot going on)

- wild to me how we jump straight in!

- lee & mary lee are adorable & also thomas at the wedding is a Mood literally me at all my friends weddings

- the flashback breaks my heart,

- Patton is still a really good trier... he’s so good and he tries so hard and I love him

- the way thomas rips off his suit jacket...

- the song that isn’t sung!

- Patton says “we four helped you” but there were five sides in svs hmm I feel like that’s probably significant in some way

- the ace attorney ref makes me very happy! there was a secret path of me hoping for for a professor layton reference but this is ehhhh kinda close?

- the fact that the first thing they say is “why didn’t we talk to lee and mary lee” like. yeah!!

- WE SHOULD START LOOKING I TO WAYS TO PREDICT THE FUTURE! he’s a little confused but he’s got the spirit

- patton and roman bffs!!

- feral cats,,, what a tangent i stan roman

- I like that we get some more context to the invite as well, like being asked face to face does add another element to the dilemma

- Dame Judy Dench = Queen Groovy Bench I see you using those Good Place swears, Roman

- “maybe they ... feel guilty” is like. I get where you’re coming from Patton but talking to them should’ve been step one imo like. I have been to lots of friends weddings and talking to them is important

- “I’m not sure there was a good ending to get” ... “for he’s a jolly good fellow!”

- them calling Patton out for how critical he’s been!!! very important!!! and I appreciate that Patton is trying “I’m just trying to help you be a good as you can be!” he still has more to learn but still im love him

- the bagel callback lol

- GameStore instead of GameStop lol Patton

- FROGGER

- “he eats fly for breakfast”

- We’re ten minutes in and there’s already so much going on

- Also I just want to appreciate that thomas is such a good actor I can tell which side is speaking just from their voice like the cadence is different and they way they say words ahhh it’s something I’ve thought about before but it’s really hitting me with these voice over segments

- Leslie Odom Jr lol if only we’d known

- The Pokemon battle format is so good and I love that it’s being used for a “do you give money to a homeless actor”

- The hotdog puns....

- Logan’s Lowdown!!!

- Roman mouthing “behoove” to Patton is very cute but I feel bad for Logan :(

- Pixel Logan is adorable

- The fact that roman immediately goes “ignorant” breaks my heart listen to logan!!! please!!!!

- Patton trying to soften his thoughts is kind of painful to watch

- “As long as that’s not the main reason you’re doing it!” Patton no,,,,,,,,

- Roman needs to be listened to more he looks so defeated when Patton doesn’t agree with him and only continues after serious prompting I feel like he’s been ignored too many times lately I’m very excited for a roman arc :((

- “Leslie Odom Jr’s....literal cake that he baked!!!”

- Logan’s fun fact popping up in the mario scene!! that’s my boy!!!

- Also the fact that roman is immediately painting deceit as the bad guy after they spent all of svs getting along......like, I feel like after the other sides decided that deceit wasn’t at all genuine or looking out for thomas’ best interests roman did a full 180* on him which makes sense for romans character but is also kinda depressing bc in is lying okay? and svs he was like “oh he’s not that bad!!” And now he’s like “scute bellied tyrant!!” damn

- Patton let’s him talk and then immediately is like “uuuuh no” yikes

- Roman targets all his insults at deceit and very carefully avoids being even playfully rude to anyone else hmm I really do think he’s trying to “make up” for siding with deceit last time and in the end it doesn’t even matter :((( bc he still feels like he’s disappointing people

- Roman seems like he’s genuinely trying to understand and Patton is really struggling to articulate his thoughts and that creates such a good conflict between the two bc it’s not like theyre really against each other it’s just solid interpersonal difference. or intrapersonal I guess

- The trolley problem!!!! A classic I love it

- The way it’s animated too is so good... the “Thomas is full of dread” the way the music cuts when the train appears how it cuts right before the train hits “is it over” ahhhhhh

- Also Leslie Odom Jr again lol

- “Maybe don’t depict scenarios where my friends die” and then later Patton is specifically like “it’s lee and mary lee!!!” lol wild

- “You know we don’t like to use the T word!!!” GREAT little aside

- “So it’s the how that matters” “yeah... and the why!!!” patton baby you’re trying so hard and I love you but it’s okay. you don’t need to have all the answers. you can just not know! I promise it’s alright!

- Thomas face after Patton brings up the “figment of your imagination” things KILLS ME

- I actually disagree with Thomas on the “putting more good into the world” as not being a compelling answer BUT I think that Patton is overlooking how feeling good/having positive emotions attached with those actions IS directly putting more good into the world. like, if doing good makes you feel good, that’s a good thing!! idk

- Logan disagreeing with Patton was good and we all know logan is my favourite but I think he could’ve handled that a little better

- PATTON HITTING SKIP ALL..... sweetie no :((

- everyone has already said this but that cane is the snake boy

- Roman even pulls back the insults on a philosopher who is not there

- Also Roman being like “your desires are getting in the way” again bc he feels like he’s not being listened to or appreciated bc there’s something about him that’s “wrong” and trying to shoulder the blame bc he feels bad that his desires (success, fame, love, appreciation) are inherently selfish :(((

- “that is the stupidest thing you’ve ever said” right sentiment, terrible delivery

- the way roman says “you’re just blowing smoke” is a Lot and very much like his fishing for validation but I don’t blame him for it, after what he’s just admitted it’s truly understandable that he needs that validation

- Thomas’ point about feelings motivating him is REALLY good bc we are all motivated by our emotions

- “Doing nothing is even worse!” i mean you’re not wrong but not in the way you think,,

- Logan/Deceit (I do think it’s deceit at this point) using the oxygen mask metaphor is really great to me!!! I love that metaphor & I was going to be a flight attendant so it’s something I thought about a lot. I’ll talk about it more when Deceit brings it up again lol

- “Uuuh I do need help” mood thomas mood

- “Temporarily put himself first” oof

- “It’s easy to say what we would hypothetically do...” hard agree

- Watching logan/deceit huff and roll his eyes solidifies for me that it is deceit like something about it feels unlike Logan lol I can’t explain why

- Roman nodding along with the explanation of why leisure is important makes me very happy

- “Oh is it not? Please correct me if I’m wrong” and the way the sprite pressing further and further and being more expressive with his hands and eyebrows like damn. that’s deceit!!

- Patton’s breakdown is Iconic I love the glitching and the way it zooms out to show the layout of the living room and the way he explodes ahhhhhhh so good

- why does the frog have abs that’s my one question

- lilypadton ahdhajfka I love it

- DECEIT EX MACINA THE REVEAL IS SO GOOD as soon as he started punning (cut through this bull...frog) I was like 👀 AND THEN THE LINES AND THE CAPE AND THE LORD OF THE LIES IM HAPOY TO OBLIGE

- “CODE YELLOW”

- the deceit sprite is so cute :))))

- Deceit pulling Thomas behind him we have to stan

- “Richer than Jeff Bozos” I LOVE that roman I love you

- Deceit calling him out and the way the words themselves turn into attacks is such a fun detail

- Frog Patton still punning even in serious moments is so on brand

- Deceit dodging while thomas gets hit is a solid metaphor

- “The plane is going down, you need to give thomas some room to breathe” oof like it needed to be said but oof

- The health bars changing to “Thomas’ mental health” OOF LADS WE’RE REALLY IN IT NOW

- the way thomas looks when he steps back into frame cracks me up

- “We can still beat him! We’ve beaten him before!” oh roman, but it’s not a fight against deceit :((

- the snakes on the plane ref lmao “I’m sick of this morality fighting snake on this metaphorical plane” whoever wrote that line... I want to give them a high five truly iconic

- Deceit is so much more playful and showing more diverse personality in this ep and I’m living for it

- final fantasy!! the og version turn by turn which is what I like to play lol also the villain they’re fighting kinda looks like Virgil and idk how to feel about that

- Deceit looking away as soon as logan pops up lmaoooooo

- “Not that any of you care...” logan baby no!!!!! I care!!!!

- Effective Altruism explanation and Logan making a point to go “it employs the heart and the mind” like ... reminding Patton that they need to work together and they’re on the same side I’m soft

- Deceit and Logan agreeing warms my heart they’re both so good and ahhhh

- “Emphasis on the ‘sometimes’ though, right?” “Yeah sure whatever — I mean yes! Of course!”

- I also love how deceit addresses thomas directly they don’t do that a lot but it makes sense cause deceit is really trying to persevere thomas’ self

- Him calling roman noble and roman not believing it :((( deceit trying to be honest and ahhhhh I’m so sad

- “Selflessness isn’t always the answer” which was exactly what svs was supposed to be about

- “What do you almost all things?” “Oh you’re right we wouldn’t want to plant too many trees, imagine how much CO2 might absorbed”

- lmao why am I so impressed by Roman’s deceit impression when they’re literally the same person

- roman flipping out and attacking deceit is a Big Yikes but it’s totally in character bc roman has always been black and white even more so than Patton and it’s been building to an arc for a loooong time so I’m very excited

- Deceit taking off his glove.... saying his name......... I can’t process this

- JANUS!!!!!!!!!! It’s so good it’s perfect I love it I love him

- roman immediately laughing yikesssss

- “Oh roman thank god you don’t have a moustache otherwise between you and remus I wouldn’t know who the evil twin is” YIKESSS but also valid deceit is at a breaking point

- “I thought I was your hero” “you are!”

- I’m going to be thinking about deceit’s—JANUS’S—nod for a long time....was he agreeing with Thomas or was he saying that Thomas was lying ahhhhhhh

- “Everything’s going to be okay. We love you.” “...right” AH MY HEART

- I want to give roman a hug

- Patton asking Janus for advice like right away and Janus not being great at first but coming around quickly with the ever true “it depends” like I love the two of them together the DYNAMIC POTENTIAL

- Janus does seem fond of Patton which is cute I can’t wait for everyone to be friends again lol

- ACTUAL LESLIE ODOM JR I CANNOT

- how did they make that happen,,,, how wild

- the clapping

- “This sanders sides not odom sides,, I’m not threatened at all” that is, somehow, a mood

- “don’t kill, don’t steal, easy conclusions to come to” “even those can get iffy” “I don’t want to think about that... but maybe that proves my point!” you what we call that? growth

- “Giving too simple answers to complicated questions can do more harm than good” “mmhmm”

- “So I’m sorry! Again!” Poor boy is trying to hard and I love him :((( so much <3333

- “Oh yeah that’s cool, talk about me like I’m not here” I love you Janus!!!”

- “I’ll take care of him” and then immediately joking around and trying to make thomas laugh is very cute thomas needed something lighthearted after all of that ahhh

- “You’re not stuck with an EVIL snake boy...you’re just stuck with a snake boy!!” I LOVE YOU JANUS what an adorable nerd I would die for him

- and how excited he gets about being called right he deserves it

- “I love how much you like these constant dilemmas so please keep overthinking things” you know what I needed to hear that man

- “You can’t get doing good down to a science” WORD

- the message of treating yourself well & finding the right balance between that and doing good for others being a personal thing is very good and much needed

- Lee and Mary Lee are onscreen for like 3 minutes and I love them so much

- “So this is what you do for a living? Comedy?” “Yeah I’m a hack”

- Patton and Janus chilling on the same screen... I adore them

- “Seems like things worked out after all... I was wrong about everything!” “You and I both know that’s not true” and Patton’s soft little smile I love them!!!!

- “Odom sides would cool!” like actual Leslie Odom Jr said that.... I’m shook

- okay that’s the end it’s just as much a rollercoaster the second time around no I am not okay, thank you for your time

#sanders sides #sanders sides spoilers #putting others first #selfishness vs selflessness redux #sanders sides reactions

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