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sturniolo-rat · 1 month

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Pathetic Part 1

Chris Sturniolo X Dom!Reader

A/N: you asked for it and I delivered. I am but a humble civil servant born to peddle smut to the masses.

Contains: p in v sex, female masturbation, overstimulation, toys, bondage, begging

TW: Shouldn’t be any

In which Chris is horny after coming back from tour and he ends up getting vibed like a needy slut.

Chris wants to be touched. He just returned from a tour, and Matt has dropped him off at Y/N’s house. They’ve never been apart that long, and he misses being touched. He’s been hugging fans for a month, but those are friendly touches. Chris needs the type of intimate touches only Y/N can provide.

He knocks on her front door, and she takes a while to open it. She wasn’t expecting him until tomorrow. She thought since he got back at midnight, he would unpack and get some rest. She’s in her hot girl jammies. The special pair of pajamas that every girl has for when they want to feel sexy while they sleep. Not sexy in a lingerie way but sexy in a casual “I didn’t put any thought into this; I'm just naturally this hot” kind of way. Y/N’s are a pair of very short pink pj pants covered in strawberries and a cut-up D.A.R.E t-shirt that falls sensually off her shoulders.

At the sight of her, his eyes start to well up, and he envelops her in a hug, sneaking his hands under her shirt to touch the skin on her back. His emotional greeting takes aback Y/N. “Fuck, I missed you so much.” He says into her neck with great frustration.

“Oh, my baby, you don’t have to cry. I missed you, too,” she says in a nurturing tone, rubbing his back. Let’s go inside, okay?”

“Mhmm, okay,” he says in a small voice. She leads him by the hand into her house. He is mesmerized by the way her thighs rub together when she walks, the way her hips move, and her ass jiggles. She’s so fucking sexy. When they reach her living room. In that same small voice, he says, “No, not here.” Never letting go of her hand moves, he moves so close to Y/N that their chests touch. “Upstairs,” he whispers.

“Why? I was just gonna-”

“Please, I need you.” He interrupts, his voice cracking.

She puts her hands on his face and kisses him softly. “You want me to play with you, kitten?”

“Mhmm, please.”

“Okay, baby, come with me.” She walks him to her room, and he doesn’t know what to expect, but he knows he’s going to be taken care of. Come on, let’s get these clothes off you.” He raises his arms so she can lift his shirt and remove it. Then she helps him out of his sweats and boxers. When he’s all naked, she runs her hands up his sides and over his chest, giving him chills. She has to stand on her tiptoes to whisper in his ear, “You’re so pretty, Kitten.”

“Thank you, miss.” his cheeks get all rosey, and he gives her a tiny smile.

“Welcome, baby. Lie on your back for me. Hands above your head and head on the pillow so you’re comfy.” Y/N watches as he gets into position. He’s not being bratty tonight. He must really be desperate, and that’s just how Y/N likes him. She opens the nightstand to retrieve a long red silk ribbon to tie Chris’s hands. The sight of her bringing out the ribbon makes his cock jump.

“Miss,” he whines because she’s taking so long to touch him where he needs it most.

“Hush, kitten.” She stands in front of the bed and slowly starts to take her shirt off, making sure her hands linger on her curves, and her hands stop to squeeze her breasts before pulling it over her head. She bends over to touch her toes before sliding her shorts down her legs. Chris is surprised she’s not wearing any panties. She doesn’t need to tease him like this; he's already so hard and ready for her.

“I’m gonna touch you now.” She looks at her acrylic nails. They’re short, stiletto-shaped, freshly done, and extremely pointy. She walks to the side of the bed and gently glides her nails from his neck to his chest. It tickles, so he smiles a bit. She drags them over his nipples. They start to pebble, and she stops to flick and suck at them. Some men don’t have many nerve endings in their nipples, but Chris isn’t one of them. His nipples are sensitive, and he loves when Y/N plays with them. Once his nipples are as hard as they can be, she runs her nails down to his navel. The sensation gives Chris goosebumps. She figures tonight is an excellent time to try sensory play. He needs to be touched, and she’s teasing him by touching him in a way he doesn’t expect. When her nails reach his lower half, his hips start to buck in a silent plea for more contact. She pulls her hands away, and he moans out of frustration.

She grabs something else from the nightstand before she sits in front of him on the bed. Her legs are open, feet flat on the bed, with her pussy on full display. “Miss, please,” he begs.

“I’ll get to you soon.” Y/N runs a finger through her folds.“But I have to take care of myself first.” She says breathily and starts to rub slow circles over her clit. She lets out a soft moan. He tugs against his restraints. It’s so hard for Chris to watch Y/N touch herself. It’s unfair that she’s not touching him and even more unjust that he can’t touch himself watching her. “I wanna be able to give you all my attention when I pleasure you.”

Once she gets her clit is all warmed up and engorged, she takes out the vibrator from behind her back. Chris remembers the very distinct moans that it elicits from her. She turns it to its first setting. Then runs the tip of her toy against her opening to get it nice and wet before she holds it onto her clit. The steady low vibration feels so fucking perfect. Her eyes shut, and she bites her lip to hold in her moans. She wants to cum quickly so she can focus on Chris, so she speeds up the vibrator. “Oh, fuck.” She rubs her toy up and down her clit. Chris can’t help but watch as her legs shake and her hips start to buck. She’s going to cum all over that toy, and he’s never wanted to be an inanimate object this bad in his whole life.

“Fuck, I wanna see you cum, miss. Please, please cum.” He says, knowing it’s what she needs to hear to get her there. With his words on her mind, she throws her head back and lets out a roaring moan. Her pussy starts to clench, and she cums.

When she comes down from her high, she hears the feeble cries Chris has been letting out. “Oh, kitten, did you want a turn?” She teases. Y/N moves on the bed to sit at Chris’s side and holds the vibrator up. “I know we haven’t tried this yet, but I thought you’d like it.” She turns it to its second setting. The one that transitions back and forth from slow to fast vibrations. Holding it only centimeters away from the tip of his rock-hard cock she asks, “Do you think you’ll like it?”

He nods his head eagerly. “Yes, miss, I do. I really, really do.” She lowers the toy onto his cock, but it starts fast, and he winces because he isn’t ready for it. As it slows to a low rumble, his muscles relax, and he is able to bask in the pleasure. He’s never felt anything like this before. Y/N starts to rub the vibrator in circles over his head. He closes his eyes, gets lost in the feeling, and lets out a low string of moans. Just as he’s getting comfortable, the vibrations gradually speed up. “Yes, yes, yes.” His moans get louder, and waves of deep pleasure roll through him, but only for a moment because already it’s slowing down. Y/N makes up for the lost sensation by stroking the base of his cock. He goes through another cycle of high vibrations, but her hands are touching him this time. His abdominal muscles start to constrict, and his hips begin to buck up into her hand. “I’m gonna cum! Can I please cum?”

“Oh, you wanna cum, kitten?”

“Mhmm, yes!” He whines.

She removes the vibrator and stops moving her hand. “Well, I don’t want you to cum, just yet.”

“Fuck!” He cries and kicks his feet in frustration.

She puts a finger to his mouth. “Shhh.. I don’t want to hear another complaint come out of your pretty little mouth.”

“I just want you to touch me and make me cum please.” He begs, his breathing uneven and heavy. Before responding, she swings her leg over and straddles him.

“I am going to make you cum. I promised I would take care of you.” She grabs his face with her hand and gives him a soft kiss. “And I always take care of you, right?”

“Mhmm.” He says, looking at her with those doe eyes. She sits on his lap with her pussy right up against his base. When she looks down, she sees the tip dripping precum onto his stomach. He is in complete and utter agony, waiting for her to line him up and sit on his cock. He rocks his hips to create some friction. He just slips himself between her pussy lips and gently jerks himself off using her folds. Y/N likes watching him get his dick all wet with her cum. She almost abandons her plan and just pushes him inside, but instead, she follows through and grinds her pussy onto him. He’s whimpering now.

“Please sit on my cock, I’ll be so good.”He’s so close to getting what he wants, but she’s just not giving it to him. Y/N grinds her hole all the way up his cock until he’s convinced she is going to let him in, but she pulls back at the last second. He lets out a little yelp, and she leans down to give him a long, passionate kiss. She moves her hips faster, and she uses her hands to pinch his nipples. He throws his head back and lets out a moan from deep in his chest. “I’m so close!”

“Oh, how close are you, kitten?”

“Please, I’m so fucking close!” She sits up, and all of the contact he so loves is lost. “No, no, no, don’t move, please!”

“I’m sorry, baby, I know, I’m so mean. I just wanna make sure when you cum you truly appreciate it.”

His eyes are closed, and he feels defeated and hopeless. Y/N takes this moment to sink down onto his cock. His eyes shoot open, and he lets out a gasp. “Yes! Thank you, miss,” she places her feet flat on the bed and uses her knees to bounce up and down on his cock. Fuck he fills her up so nice. She leans back, using his legs to keep herself up and bouncing. He doesn’t moan anymore; he whines and yelps and mewls at her every movement. He’s so fucking pathetic he has a year running down his cheek.

Y/N can’t move any faster on to him, so she says, “Buck up into me, kitten, make yourself feel good.” He does. And he does it really fucking fast. He’s jackhammering into her, and she frees one of her hands to rub her clit. Her pussy is tightening around his cock, and she’s moaning like crazy, even louder than with the vibrator. He’s so afraid to tell her how close he’s coming to an orgasm, but he knows that it’s what good kittens are supposed to do.

“I wanna cum with you!”

“Mhmm,” she nods.

“Please, miss, can I cum with you!” He doesn’t realize she already said yes. He’s losing his faculties to his impending orgasm.

“Yes, baby, you can cum! You can with cum me, and in me, and afterward, we can do whatever the fuck you want because you’ve been such a good fucking kitten for me!”

He doesn’t say anything as he climaxes; he just lets yel, which causes his voice to break. The sound of it pushes Y/N over the edge, and she sits back down on her knees, still keeping Chris inside her. She continues riding him softly, clenching and unclenching herself around him, gently milking his cock. When Chris finally returns to planet Earth, he’s okay with the small movements. Pretty soon, though, it starts to hurt. “Oh shit. That hurts a bit.”

“Hmm? You don’t like it anymore? You were just begging for it a minute ago.” She is highly amused with herself.

“That was different, and you know it.” He cringes.

“But still no safe word from you, huh? Who’s to say I’m not just giving you the thorough fucking you deserve?” She continues riding him as she unties his hands from each other. He’s much stronger than Y/N, so he uses his hands to hold her hips and stop her movements.

“Thank you, miss, for the thorough fucking, but I think the fun is over.” He says in his “real man that is 2x stronger than you” voice and playfully moves her off him.

“I was so freaking awesome tonight.” Y/N is so proud of her dom performance. “I pulled out at all the stops.” She counts on her fingers

“We had bondage, toys, edging, and overstim!”

“Yes, you did great, baby. You took advantage of my very pathetic state, and it was amazing.”

“And I didn’t have to plan it! I crafted it on the spot like a fucking evil mastermind!”

“Alright, don’t get ahead of yourself. I bet you I could do better on short notice.”

“Fuck you! No way!” She smacks his chest.

“Well, the next time you come to me in a pathetic touch-starved state, we’ll see who doms better.”

“Deal.”

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gyeomsweetgyeom · 10 months

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[7:33 pm]

(cw: reader is pregnant, mentions of throwing up, mood swings, “asshole”)

Everyday was getting more and more exhausting the closer you got to your due date. Your feet hurt, your back ached, the cravings drove you crazy, and the mood swings were hard to deal with. Starting the day off earlier than you would have liked certainly didn’t help since you couldn’t get back to sleep with the little limbs moving like it was the middle of the day and not 6 in the morning.

It was like any little thing was close to ending you into a rage. Remembering you had to drink decaf when you were so tired just annoyed you, there was nothing good playing on tv, your leftovers for lunch didn’t heat up well, and no position you sat in eased the aching you felt in your bones which was not helped by constantly getting up to pee. On top of all of this it was just so warm in the apartment, so humid and gross feeling- overall just not a great day.

And poor Haechan, if you were in a better mood you might be able to appreciate him more, but not today. You were annoyed when he strolled into the kitchen with his usually endearing bed head at 10, clearly having been able to comfortably sleep in. The scent of his coffee wafted through the whole house making your mouth water, watching his YouTube and laughing, and he was able to walk around and lift things to finish setting up the nursery. Yesterday you had been happy to receive your usual forehead kiss and watch him work on getting the nursery finished up, but today was not the day. You could feel your anger building up more and more the next thing to annoy you was probably going to send you over the edge.

You were laid on the couch borderline glaring at a commercial when a sweaty smelling Haechan waltzed in and sat at the very end of the couch. He reached for you and pushed your feet slightly to the side to reach over and rub your stomach. Unfortunately, the baby decided to move as much as they could causing an aching pain in your lower back and a sudden shortness of breath. You could feel your throat tighten and your breathing got heavier and faster. You felt a pressure at the back of your eyes right before you started cry.

Haechan’s eyes widened, “My love, what’s wrong?”

You sat up, wiping away the endless stream of tears while you managed to get out, “Why are you touching me? It’s so hot and you made the baby move and now my back hurts even more. I was just getting comfy and you ruined it.”

“I’m so sorry my love,” he replied tentatively, easing himself down from the couch to crouch in front of you.

“You just smell so bad, I want to throw up, and my lunch wasn’t good, and they must hate me because everything on tv is just so bad today. Today is the worst day of my life,” you sobbed. Haechan bit back a laugh which only made you sob harder, “Don’t laugh at me, you did this to me.”

“I know my love, I am so sorry. Look, I’ll close all the windows and turn down the air so it’s nice and cool for you. I’ll order your favorite for dinner, does that sound good?” Haechan asked gently, slightly scared that he might add fuel to the fire.

You shook your head, “I want Thai tonight.”

Haechan smiled, “I’ll order that before I hop in the shower, do you need anything else?”

“Besides your kid out of my body? Can you get me more juice please, with 5 ice cubes only?” You asked sweetly, no longer crying.

“Of course my love, 5 ice cubes got it,” Haechan nodded. He closed all the windows and the blinds before he disappeared out of your sight, you heard the air conditioning kick on and then the ice falling into the glass.

He came back and set the glass of juice on the table beside the couch, turning back in the direction of your bedroom immediately after. You could feel your negative emotions just melt away. A few minutes later Haechan joined you back in the living room on the adjacent couch. You reached for his hand, “I’m sorry, baby.”

“You don’t have to apologize my love, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t think to touch you without your permission,” Haechan replied.

“No, usually it’s ok but the baby has been a real pain in everything today. I woke up early and couldn’t fall back asleep and the baby has been awake and too active all day,” you sighed.

Haechan leaned down to get eye-level with your stomach, “Hey stink, you better stop being a pain.”

Later as you ate your food, happy and finally at complete ease, you looked at Haechan seriously, “I love you, but I’m not getting pregnant again anytime soon.”

“Well, I’m glad to hear that because I’m not getting you pregnant anytime soon. I’ve had enough morning sickness and midnight cravings runs to last me a few years. God, and painting that nursery 3 slightly different shades of white was a total pain,” Haechan groaned running a hand down his face.

“Oh, you’ve had enough of all that have you? Imagine experiencing it first hand asshole. You don’t get to complain about those things like I do, you’re not growing your own hyperactive offspring,” you huffed.

Haechan froze, expecting another rage induced breakdown, switching on his soft and understanding voice at the blink of an eye, “You’re so right my love, I’m sorry.”

You rolled your eyes, “that’s what I thought.”

a/n: hello if you’ve read this far do you prefer my writing with or without the read more? I just forgive it might be nicer as someone perusing the tags to not have to scroll a bunch past a single work, thank you!!!

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goldtippedfeathers · 4 months

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‎♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧ Establishing a sleep schedule‎ ♡₊˚ 🦢・₊✧

hello my little feathers <3

i thought that was a cute nickname lmao but bear with me. i’m going through a phase. regardless, someone has got to teach y’all how to sleep since we all know your sleep routine is so whack, the morning birds are your lullabies. i get it— you’re convinced your circadian rhythm is non-existent. i did too. then i visited an OT who gave me a wake up call. in reality, it is very uncommon to have a genuine disorder regarding your circadian rhythm. which means all your nocturnal habits? those are all you, bbgirl. you can choose to be embarrassed about it and accept your life as an owl, or you can finally get some beauty sleep and address those eye bags.

here are the tips that helped me personally go from sleeping late at night/early in the morning and only getting 3 hours of sleep a night to now consistently getting 8 hours of sleep a night.

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𓆰𓆩♡𓆪𓆰 pick a wake up time 𓆰𓆩♡𓆪𓆰

this is the most important part of this advice column. seriously. you could stop reading after this.

setting a wake time doesn’t mean, “oh, ideally, i’d like to wake up at this time, but when my alarm goes off, i’ll snooze for a couple more minutes because ugh, baby steps amrite?”

no.

it means once that alarm goes off, you are UP. whether you have to drag yourself, roll yourself, or cry yourself out of bed, GET. OUT. OF. BED.

you cannot compromise with this wake up time, even if the night before, you stayed up until 5 am. If you set your wake up time to 6 am, you better learn to function with 1 hour of sleep because these are the consequences of your actions.

while it may seem counterintuitive to sabotage your sleep schedule by denying yourself those extra minutes or hours to catch up, sleep deprivation is the most common tactic used to reset and stabilize a person’s disorder sleeping patterns. the entire rationale behind this is to push your body to a point of desperation (lol it sounded so much less cruel when my OT said it) so it’ll want to sleep earlier. you’re trying to tire yourself out so the moment you’re allowed to sleep (we’ll get to that in a second), paired with the rest of the tips in this list, you’re knocking out immediately.

so find a time that you ideally want to naturally wake up at. for me, it’s 7:30 am since i work a 9-5, but you could go earlier or later than this. whatever works for you. just be prepared to commit to it because you have to commit to it.

𓆰𓆩♡𓆪𓆰 making your environment a ‘sleep-only’ zone 𓆰𓆩♡𓆪𓆰

this is a shoutout to all the girlies who live out of their bed. stop that.

yes, it is comfy. yes, it is nice to snuggle there and read a book, or scroll on your phone, or watch netflix, or do your homework, or whatever other jazz you’re getting up to. but there are two purposes for your bed: sleep and s3x. if you’re not doing either, you’re not allowed in there.

i like to think of my room as different zones. my desk is my work-zone. the open space i have where my weights are is my stretching/workout zone. my closet is my dressing-zone. and i use other parts of the house as my eating-zones, my reading-zones, my hygiene-zones, etc.

my bed is my sleeping zone. which means that place is sacred and only meant for sleeping. no outside clothes on the bed. no lounging on the bed. not even to flop down when i’m exhausted from a long day at work or workout. if i am that tired, i can stretch, or i can find a couch. or, i can undress myself from my outside clothes into my nightwear and sleep. but the bed is for sleeping. that’s it.

this tip actually helped me beyond sleep, because establishing these zones skyrocketed my productivity. it essentially helped my brain zero in on the task i intended to complete without distractions, because why else would i be at my desk if not to write or do work? my desk isn’t for eating. my bed especially isn’t. so food isn’t in my room, and therefore the only logical thing to do in that zone is what it is meant for.

your mindset is equally as important as your environment. pairing these two together is what will help you at the end of the night, when you’re ready for bed, to hit the hay the moment your head touches that pillow. because your brain has already been preparing for sleep. it knew the moment you started getting ready for bed.

𓆰𓆩♡𓆪𓆰 night routines 𓆰𓆩♡𓆪𓆰

this is your time to be in your aesthetic, vanilla girl era. read a couple of pages of your book, drink an herbal (uncaffeinated) tea (except beware if you have a small bladder like me to not do this lmao), wash your face, comb your hair, get into your nighties, wrap your hair in whatever protective style you like, and then get under your covers for a night of restfulness. your routine is you time. no thoughts about tomorrow. no to-do lists. no last minute tasks. its your time to unwind. if you need a candle to do it, if washing your face isn’t enough and you need a shower— however your routine looks, cater it to whatever will help you feel relaxes and mellow by the end of it, so you are head empty by the time those covers are over your body.

𓆰𓆩♡𓆪𓆰 helpful tools 𓆰𓆩♡𓆪𓆰

here’s a list of things that may or may not help you with your sleeping journey!

weighted blanket: helps your nervous system enter into a state of rest (parasympathetic nervous system activation). known as pressure therapy, and typically used to help alleviate symptoms of anxiety (increased heart rate, muscle tension, racing thoughts, etc)

heated blanket: for people who get cold easily— as opposed to layering up in constrictive layers, this is a nice way to snuggle and feel warm

silk eye mask: helps block out light. similarly, you can also get a complete black-out eye mask

silk bonnet: especially for the curly hair girlies out there— you guys already know. its such a protective way to keep your hair out of your face at night and nourish it while you rest. 10/10 recommend

blackout curtains: helps block out outdoor light

sunrise lamp: for gloomy days, in order to support a healthy circadian rhythm, exposure to sunlight helps regulate the body’s fluctuation of melatonin, making it easier to wake up. essentially, dark = more melatonin (which is why winters feel sleepier because of the shorter days), and light = less melatonin production

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okay, that’s it! sleep well, little feathers <3

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heavyhitterheaux · 1 year

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Would You Love Me If.....

First Lady of Private Garden Blurb

AN: These two lmaoooo

Synopsis: You ask Jack if he would still love you if you were a worm

Pairing: Husband!Jack Harlow x Wife!Reader

First Lady of Private Garden Masterlist

It was around 2 in the morning and your husband was sound asleep while you were wide awake scrolling through your phone. You didn't know why you were having so much trouble falling asleep and knew that you would regret it later.

When this happened, usually Urban would still be awake so you would go and bother him but when you peeked into his room he was also knocked out cold.

Then your mind suddenly decided to run rampant with your thoughts which was the last thing you needed.

You turned over to look at Jack and called out to him since you had been facing away from him as he had his arm wrapped around you.

"Baby?" You said as you poked his cheek.

Silence.

"Smush?" Now you booped his nose.

Silence.

"Pookie?" You started playing with his beard and could see him moving indicating that he was finally awake.

Jack didn't open his eyes to look at you, but he did hear you and immediately answered,

"Yes, baby? Something wrong?"

"Would you still love me if I was a worm?"

It took Jack a few seconds for his mind to register what you had just asked him, but when it did, he opened his eyes to look at you.

"Ba.... what?"

"Would you still love me if I was a worm? I need to know." You asked again and Jack was just looking at you like you were crazy.

"You woke me up at 2 in the morning to ask me that?"

"Yes, because I couldn't sleep. This is very important and I'm going to need for you to take this seriously. Urban is sleeping so I'll ask him later when he wakes up."

"You better not ask him that dumb ass shit and you shouldn't have even asked me! How the hell could I have married you if you were a worm? Explain that."

"Oh, so your answer is no."

"Baby, I didn't say that. I just needed clarification because WHAT?"

"You don't love me."

"For the billionth time, WE ARE MARRIED."

"That doesn't mean anything!" You said as you were now straddling Jack as he was now laying on his back and you were pouting.

"What the? SERIOUSLY?" Jack said while rubbing his eyes before running a hand through his hair.

"I'm kicking you out. Go life with Druski since he's your life partner." You responded while rolling your eyes.

"Baby, are you seriously upset over this?"

You stayed quiet and Jack noticed your lip start to quiver.

"Oh hell no, don't tell me you're about to cry. Babe! Is your period coming because that is literally the only time you ask me outta pocket shit all times of the night and then cry when you don't get the answer you want."

"Maybe it is, but I just find it funny how I would love you if you were a worm, but I don't get that same treatment in return!"

"Baby girl, I will love you in this lifetime and all of the other ones after that, now please go to sleep."

"I am having a crisis and my husband is not supporting me through it."

"WHAT CRISIS?"

"Just go back to sleep. Dua and Clay wouldn't treat me like this." You said while attempting to swing your leg back over, but Jack immediately stopped you.

"They would probably look at you the same way that I'm looking at you now. But baby please go to sleep because I already know what this is."

"Fine." You said as you plopped down face first onto his chest.

It was 10 in the morning when you had woken up to an empty bed. You figured Jack was somewhere with Urban, but you were definitely going to ask Urban the same question when you saw him.

You went to the bathroom to see that Jack knew exactly what he was talking about.

Your period had started.

No wonder why you were crying so much.

This happened every damn month and still surprised you.

Once you had taken a shower and put on comfy clothes, you walked back out into the bedroom from the walk-in closet to see Jack coming in carrying a basket.

"Ooohh, what's this, pookie?" You asked as he leaned down to kiss you before showing you what was in it.

"Here my little worm. All your favorite snacks, painkillers, heating pad, tampons, the works. And you get ultimate cuddles from me. I looked at the date and it's the 7th so I already knew so I woke up early and got prepared."

He set the basket down on the bed and sure enough your eyes started to water.

"YOU CALLED ME YOUR LITTLE WORM! I KNEW YOU WOULD STILL LOVE ME IF THAT HAPPENED."

"You make it hard not to since you're so cute. Now go ahead and pull up Titanic."

"I have to put it in the group chat that you would still love me if I was a worm. Big husband energy."

"Don't push it. PG will never let me live that down."

Not even three seconds later, you heard Urban yelling down the hallway.

"Y/N! STOP ASKING ME WOULD I STILL LOVE YOU IF YOU WERE A WORM!"

"I NEED TO KNOW FOR RESEARCH PURPOSES!"

"JACK, GET YOUR WIFE."

"HE SAID THAT HE WOULD LOVE ME IF I WAS A WORM!"

"BECAUSE HE'S A SIMP!"

All Jack did was sigh and shake his head.

"Just three days, just three days." He muttered to himself.

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mrs-santoss · 1 year

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Our Secret - Neymar Imagine

Summary:

You and Neymar have been in a secret relationship for 1 year now, but the media doesn't know except for your close people. Everything is going great except the videos of him with his exes on your feed everyday.

I met Neymar during the most difficult period of my life. That's why I call him anjo, an angel. He pulled me out of the toxic environment I was living in. Our relationship has always been amazing since the first day we met. Our personalities fit very well together. He's very mature for a serious relationship, but still keeps his childish, funny guy part of him alive, and that's why I adore him. On the other hand, I'm a very positive person, I hardly get mad at stuff. I, too, am a very funny person.

I moved in with Ney two months ago. It's not like I felt a big difference since I spent most of my nights at his place anyway. I'm loving everything about us right now. Except for one thing.

We have to be very cautious when we're in public. We still haven't announced our relationship to the public yet. On one hand, I get Neymar, he wants to keep our relationship to ourselves as long as we can. But, on the other hand, this is making it difficult for me to go online and not see a post that would upset me. I'm not media trained, fame wasn't a part of my life before Ney.

Before Neymar started dating me, he had a very long relationship with Bruna. They were very much in love, which is why people want them back together. I never met her, but she seems to be a very nice and beautiful person. I hate to admit it, but that makes me feel kind of insecure about myself. I mean, I love myself. I work on my physical and mental state a lot. But, I can't just look pretty effortlessly, or laugh hard without making a weird noise. I don't show these insecurities to Neymar though. I don't want him to think less of me.

It was a Saturday afternoon, I just got out of a shower and did my skincare routine and I decided to watch a movie. I laid on our comfy bed and put the laptop on my lap, holding a bag of chips next to me. I decided to scroll on my social media before starting a movie.

That was a very bad idea. I ended up scrolling for 1 hour, before I put myself to sleep crying. I ended up ditching the movie and the snacks. My TikTok feed practically looked like a Neymar & Bruna fanpage. There were a lot of old videos of them kissing, hugging, during photoshoots and during some of Neymar's most important moments.

Neymar's POV:

We had training on Saturday, usually we never do. I was very exhausted from everything I couldn't wait to go home and crash on the bed with Y/N. Once, I stepped inside the apartment, I realized its was very quiet. Maybe she's in the bathroom.

"Bebê, I'm home!" I yell out to her, which she usually responds by running in my arms like a crazy person tackling us both to the floor. I love her for this.

I put my stuff on the floor and make my way to the bedroom. I crack the door open slowly and I see her laying on the bed sleeping with her back turned to the door. I decide to change into some comfy clothes and lay down with her.

Once I lay on the bed, I realize the laptop was open on the bed, a bag of chips was crushed under her and she has her phone on her hands. She must've fallen asleep with her phone.

I cracked a small smile and kissed her forehead softly. She looks likean angel.As I reached to kiss her lips, I could feel her wet cheeks. Was she crying before she feel asleep? When I first got here, I decided not to wake her up, but now I'm concerned, I want to talk to her.

"Bebê...Y/N. Can you wake up?" I shake her arm slowly.

She opens her eyes and mumbles something and shuts her eyes again.

"Y/N, amor. Are you okay? I ask her, now I'm very concerned, she looked tired.

She finally opens her eyes all the way and I can see her eyes are very red. I remove all the things from my way and lay next to her pulling her head on my chest.

"Amor, why were you crying? Did something happen? Can you talk to me, please?" I ask her while I'm stroking her head.

There was a 2-3 minute silence before I felt hot tears on my chest, she was silently crying. I sit up straight and move her head so I'm making eye contact with her.

“Amor, can you please talk to me? Did something happen?” I say to her softly.

“I…I’ve been seeing a lot of videos from your past relationship on my feed. You seem very happy and comfortable on those videos. It makes me wonder if you ever want to go back to what you had and…and end things with me” she says in a barely audible voice, her voice cracking in the end.

I kiss her forehead, nose, lips repeatedly. While wiping away her tears with my thumbs.

“Y/N, I love you so much. I adore everything about you. Your voice, your smile, your lips, you sense of humor, your butt, your smell, everything. Bruna was a big part of my life and she always will be, but that doesn’t mean I love her the same way I love you.” I say to her hoping she believes everything I say. I can’t see her sad of things like these. Especially, when they aren’t true.

“But why are people so obsessed of seeing you two back together? What if you wake up one day and decide you want that too?” she asks softly.

“Amor, people obsess over long relationship. You’ve seen that happen with a lot of famous people, right? I know once the get to see you, they will fall in love with you just like I did. As for me, I wake up everyday feeling blessed of having you by my side.” I say to her and I kiss her lips softly.

I lay down and pull her to my chest. We stay like that for a couple minutes, she seems to have calmed down completely. She lifts her head off my chest wanting to say something to me.

“There’s this movie I didn’t have the chance to see, are you in?” she asks while making a funny smile, making me laugh.

“Hahaha, of course, bebê. Let me go grab some chips real quick.” I stand up quickly, kiss her forehead and leave the room.

"You don't have to Neyyyy. I got them somewhere hereee!!" she yells from the bedroom.

"Noo, you don't!! Your fat ass crushed them on your sleep!" I say back to her from afar. She hates it when I use the word fat ass. I like it when she gets mad and says stuff like 'my ass isss normaal sizee', oh , god, I adore her.

"HEEYYY!!"

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the-fiction-witch · 2 months

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It's Not Fair...

Media The Artful Dodger

Character Jack Dawkins

Couple Jack X Reader

Rating Sad

Warning Labour and Csection

I finished up with surgery heading back into the prep room slipping off my apron and hanging it up on the hook before I walked across the room washing my hands in the small basin. As I dried my hands I heard the prep room door open I glanced over expecting to see Hetty or perhaps Sneed but the moment my eyes met her I smiled so widely. There she stood, dressed for the day in her little blue slippers, white cotton stockings, her long white cotton dress, her deep blue dress coat with many pleats and buttons down her chest but even so she couldn't do all the buttons up as it was impossible to do up over her swollen stomach leaving her white dress exposed, her sweet Y/H/C hair in a little braid down her back and her Y/E/C eyes meeting me with a gentle tired smile.

I wanted to cry she looked so cute!

"Look at you," I cooed, "You look like you're about to pop."

"I feel like I'm about to pop." she chuckled,

"Come here," I smiled taking her into my arms and stroking her stomach, "You look so beautiful, gorgeous, stunning, captivating, the most ravishing lady in the world,"

"You're just overexcited." she smiled,

"Of course, I'm excited to finally meet our little one."

"I think you just like seeing me pregnant,"

"Humm I admit, I do... enjoy the sight of you like this." I smirked, "Oh your swollen womb pushing out your stomach and stretching your skin, as you carry our little baby, feeling our little one growing and developing." I smiled stroking her baby bump and feeling the kicks, "Aww he's kicking?!"

"Kicking away again must be happy to see his daddy,"

"Well, daddy's very happy to see him and mummy too," I smiled giving her baby bump a bunch of little kisses, "How are you feeling?"

"Large. Swollen. In pain." she complained,

"I know Y/n, I know. But it won't be long till our baby comes." I smiled, "I am having the nurses sort my old room upstairs so you and I can start staying here,"

"I don't want to stay here Jack, I want to be home. In our little house, our little bed, so we can cuddle up by the fire while we wait for our little one."

"I know, I know that's what you want, and I want you to be home cosy in our bed too. But it's not safe. You go into labour while I'm here by the time someone gets to me and I get to you so much could have gone wrong." I explained, "I can't leave you on your own when you're this far along,"

"So I have to be shoved in an attic," she pouts,

"Well, you can have my old room? or you can have a hospital room? You need to be here where I can check up on you, where I can keep an eye on you, and where I can be close to take care of you Y/n,"

"Alright..." She slightly whined, "So long as it's best for baby."

"Well, I want it to be best for you too. for you and for baby." I kissed her sweet little forehead,

I turned over and sat myself up hearing my back crack and click as I did, I wasn't used to this bed again. I had learnt to become far used to our big cosy bed at home, and now back in my old bed, I wasn't getting much sleep. Didn't help I constantly put my hand on Y/n's stomach making sure everything was as it should have been. And she had been kicking me out of bed. Not on purpose, she's just grouchy from being pregnant and not being very comfortable in the bed either. I don't mind, if she has to push me off and kick me onto the floor so she and baby can be comfy, I'll happily sleep on the floor. Honestly, the floor might be more comfortable than trying to share a single old hospital bed with my pregnant wife. But I got up and got some clothes on as quietly as I could, and once dressed I knelt on the bed beside Y/n and stroked her beautiful Y/H/C hair running my hand down her pale skin in her white cotton nightgown. I stroked across her bump feeling tentative so as not to wake her her bump had dropped in the night, and it wouldn't be long a few days at most until her labour began. I didn't bear to wake her, let her rest while she still could. I kissed her bump softly right around where the baby's head lies, and then kissed her own forehead inhaling the scent of her Y/H/C hair before I pulled back. I didn't want to go, I wanted to stay and comfort her in my arms, but I knew there was so much work to do. So I climbed out of bed and moved silently out the door leaving the door open a crack to not risk the sound waking her, and in case she needed anything nurses would be able to hear her.

I headed around the hospital on my rounds when I saw Hetty rush over clearly something was wrong by the panic on her face and the speed she approached, I assumed something had fucked up with that damn Hernia patient in room four but she said one word. That made my blood run cold.

"Y/n."

I didn't ask questions, I dropped everything and bolted through the hospital like a creature possessed, up the stairs and into my old room to find one of the nurses holding her hand and dabbing her head with a damp cloth as she screamed in pain holding her stomach. I rushed to her side and took her hand checking her stomach and under her nightgown, Yep. She's in labour pretty deep in labour actually.

"How long."

"We don't-"

"How long has she been like this!"

"She began complaining of pain at ten o'clock, we thought it best to call you up now." Hetty nodded,

"Now... It's bloody half past three! Five hours and not ONCE did you think to come and tell me my wife is in LABOUR!" I yelled, "Y/n, darling are you okay?" I began but she grabbed me by the waistcoat and screamed into my face before collapsing onto the pillow again, "Fair enough." I nodded,

It was torture to hear her violent screams and see her body contort so much that I had to hold her down, It was utter agony to watch the woman I love in such pain, knowing there was nothing I could do to help her. We did everything possible to try and make her comfortable, or as comfortable as you can be with a baby coming out of you. But... we kept hitting dead ends. The moments felt like hours of trial and error but nothing seemed to be working, she was in labour deep in labour hours in at this point but... the baby just didn't move. I kept checking and checking but never once felt the head, her water had broken, her body knew this was happening and she pushed exactly as she should have doing everything I could have asked of her no matter the pain she felt. But still, the baby didn't come.

I didn't want to think it possible, not now. Not her... Not our baby, not my wife. But... it was becoming increasingly obvious what was wrong. I gave it one more check moving my hand to fully examine her even if it hurt her, and hurt me too.

"No?" Hetty asked as I moved my hand away and quickly cleaned it,

"No. We're in a time crunch. Her body's gonna keep pushing until the baby comes out. But..."

"But?"

"But... the baby is stuck. Her cervix either hasn't opened wide enough or the baby's at an angle it can't get through... it's stuck inside her. and her body will rip her apart trying to force it out."

"Then what do we do?"

"Out. All of you." I demanded,

The room cleared leaving Y/n and I alone, I sat beside her cradled her in my arms and kissed her head as much as I could as she let tears slip down her face.

"what's wrong..." she squeaked out,

"Baby isn't coming... He's stuck. Won't come out."

"You never told me that could happen..."

"Cause I didn't think it would happen! Not to you..."

"what do you need to do Jack..." she whispered,

"I don't have much time. As it is with your water broken we're running on borrowed time." I told her, "If we leave it... baby will die and it'll take you with him."

"what can you do?"

"... I... I could open you up. cut you open remove the baby but..."

"But what?"

"Y/n I'd kill you. You'd die within the sheets before it was even done."

"But it would save the baby?"

"Please do not ask this of me."

"But would it save the baby Jack?"

"... it could."

"Then do it."

"You can't ask me to kill you. You can't ask me to trade your life for the baby."

"but if you don't... you will have nothing. If it claims both baby and I. You will be left in this world with nothing," She explained, "I trust you. I love you. I know you can do this, I wouldn't want anyone else in this world to do this. Save our baby... Please."

"And if I kill you? If I pay the ultimate price for our baby... and I lose you. You think I could ever live with the blood of the woman I love on my hands?"

"can you live with yourself if you don't?" she asked, "knowing to sit there and hold my hand into the next life, knowing you watched me and our baby die without even trying to save him."

"You are worth more to me than an unborn child. I would trade his life for you a hundred times, I would trade the life of everyone in Port victory if it meant I could have you... Y/n... my darling... Please... You can't ask me to kill you,"

"Jack...Please." she begged, "Save him. Please."

"This is what you want?" I whispered between tears and she nodded, "Okay..." I nodded as I kissed her lips, "I love you so much, Y/n,"

"I love you too Jack," she nodded,

"Please..." I told her as I moved and grabbed my tools, "Whatever happens... Forgive me my darling."

"I will I promise," she nodded,

I grit my teeth but called Hetty back in, with no time to move her down to the theatre I did what had to be done. I tried to block out her, as I cut open the woman I loved like she was nothing but a piece of meat, trying to imagine this was any woman but her. Often having to brush tears from my eyes getting her blood over my skin, before finally the baby was out I handed him off to Hetty without much of a word.

As horrible as it sounds, I couldn't be happy... I couldn't look at him, even think about our baby when Y/n was under my blade the moment the baby and afterbirth were out. I began to work fast and delicately trying my best to ensure she survived.

"Jack-" Hetty began trying to get my attention, but I ignored her and focused only on Y/n.

I worked until my hands and fingers were sore, just trying to make sure everything was as good as I could make it and when the final stitch was in I finally stopped.

"Jack..." Hetty spoke up and I turned to see her with the baby in her arms,

I felt so cold to see the baby in her arms, I almost didn't want to see it. I thought I could have just given up Y/n for the baby.

"It's a boy." She said,

"Is he alive..."

"Yes, alive. Healthy. Bigger than most... likely the cause of-"

"Okay." I nodded stopping her from speaking doing my best not to cry,

"Will you hold him?"

"...I - I-"

"Jack, Hold him." she said, "He's happy, he's healthy," She said as she handed me the little baby wrapped in a swaddle cloth, I held him in my arms looking down at his little face but I felt this horrendous guilt in my stomach, I felt... like all of this was my fault. I could have just killed her. I could have brought a baby into this world robbing him of a mother, I could have taken the woman I love from this world, even as I held him... I couldn't believe he was worth it. I felt like I was to blame, like... if I hadn't ever gotten her pregnant... none of this would have happened, "He looks like you," Hetty tried to comfort me, she was right... he looked like me.

"It's not fair..." I gasped fighting back the tears that slipped down my face, "It's not fair. he should look like her. He should look like the most beautiful woman in the world... not like me." I answered, "I can't." I began to panic so I handed the baby back to her and gripped the bed desperate to get my breath, "Is she breathing..." I asked, "Is she breathing!"

The nurse checked and nodded,

"Let her rest. As long as she needs..." I nodded, "You both can go." I told them,

The nurse nodded and left so I took her place sitting on the bed and holding Y/n's hand finger on her pulse and my other hand on her diaphragm to feel her every breath. Hetty lingered for a moment, she set the baby in the Moses basket and moved it beside the bed even if I couldn't bear to look at him.

"Jack... Look at your son," she demanded, but I didn't move. "Y/n would want you to look. She'd want you to hold him. To love him... You can't blame him, Jack,"

"I don't... I blame myself."

"Jack... Y/n is alive. Your baby is alive. That is not something to blame yourself for, it is something to celebrate and rejoice in. How often is it a mother and baby both survive a cestion?"

"It's not over yet... Not until she's healed. all it takes is a second and I could lose her."

"So savour every second you have with them both." She said before she left the room,

I did my best not to look at him even if he cried I just wanted to hold Y/n a little longer, but I couldn't take his crying so I picked him up and cradled him for a moment letting his cries fade.

"... I- I am sorry little guy, I know I should be giving you attention, you probably miss all my cuddles and kisses I promised you but... I- I am far too worried about your mother." I whispered, "If anything happens to her, please forgive me, little guy, I know I won't ever forgive myself."

"Must you be dramatic," Her voice croaked,

"Y/n!" I jumped turning to her letting tears flood down my face so overjoyed to see her little Y/E/C eyes open, "You're alright!"

"..alive... don't know about alright," she giggled, "Is he okay?"

"He's a happy, healthy little boy."

"...good," She smiled she offered her arms and I carefully handed our little boy over to her kissing her head as she held him,

"I was so afraid I'd lost you,"

"as was I... I thought I'd lost both of you." she whispered, "Thank you, Jack, I know it was hard."

"I don't care how hard it was. I only care you're alive. You and our baby."

"He's beautiful, so sweet, for all the trouble he caused,"

"Yeah... I think he might forever be a little troublemaker."

"Umm, our little troublemaker." she smiled, "Have you named him?"

"no, I wanted to wait to know you were okay,"

"...I think... little Simon,"

"Simon Dawkins? It's perfect my darling." I cooed giving her and him little kisses, "I-I love our little boy, our little Simon,"

"I love him too," she cooed,

"I love you so so much Y/n," I told her as I stroked her cheek,

"I love you too Jack" she smiled giving my lips a soft sweet kiss.

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blossomwritesthings · 1 year

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𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐦𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝? 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞. | 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐠

pairing: minho x fem!reader (afab)

genre: veterinarian!minho (this includes a few of the skz members working in his clinic). client!reader. hurt/comfort. angst. fluff. smut - MDNI, 18+ only. reader pov. strangers to lovers au. slowburn romance. lots of pining.

content & warnings: explicit & strong language. very thematic elements. minho is reader's vet. reader's childhood cat suddenly gets diagnosed with cancer, and she has to make a big decision about what to do. this fanfic includes heavy topics like: pet euthanasia, extreme loss/grief, depression, the problems with pet healthcare, and more. there will be some humor/fluff placed throughout, and also smut somewhere along the way. :))

18+ warnings: slight hints of masterbation. sexual fantasies.

word count: 4.2k

summary: dr. lee minho is known throughout your area as the city's hottest veterinarian, and he's also the very man that's been taking good care of your two cats for the past three years. but one day, you're thrown down a dark path of heartache when the cat that you've grown up with - nyx - is diagnosed with an acute form of bone cancer. burdened with the hardest decision of your entire life, you come at a crossroads of what to do. and throughout it all, minho is the single most person who continually stays by your side.

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The next six months passed in a blur of emotion and grief. Most days, it was hard to even force yourself out of bed. You just didn’t feel like doing anything - resulting in your dingy apartment growing filthy with uncleanliness. Boxes of takeout were sprawled across the kitchen counter, bottles of soju and wine - which you had been using to drown out your sorrows - were in every corner of the living room, and your bed was perpetually unmade.

You felt like you wore the same two outfits every single day - slacks and a blouse to work, and then baggy sweatpants and a hoodie as soon as you got home. But you couldn’t bring yourself to change - to clean, or to switch up your clothes.

It was even hard to eat. You felt nauseous most mornings, so you opted to skip breakfast and instead grab a quick snack at lunch which you forced down your dry throat.

Because fuck- was your throat dry.

It was mainly due to all of the crying, which would commence every time you would arrive home at night and walk into an apartment that was void of her. You saw Nyx in every corner, every surface of your place. The remnants of her life - of her memories - were hidden in the very fabric of your being and your grungy hovel that you called home. From the way that her food and water bowls were still right next to Taffy’s, how the comfy blanket she liked to curl up in was still positioned on the edge of your living room couch, and the box of her favorite treats that were still sitting atop your kitchen counter, opened long ago and left to grow stale from the chilly air.

Taffy was somewhat of a comfort, as she could no doubt sense your change in demeanor. Every time you’d break down into a fit of tears when you walked through your front door after a long, arduous day at work, she’d prance over to you and nuzzle her head into your folded-up legs. She’d lay beside you in bed late at night when the tears would finally stop falling but your heart squeezed and squeezed the life right out of you.

Because that’s what it felt like-

Like life was slipping right out of your hands,

From under your feet, you were slowly falling down that deep, dark hole.

But you just couldn’t seem to get yourself out of it, no matter how hard you tried. And try you did - as you forced yourself to go an entire week without breaking down. But then you saw an ad on tv that marketed a nearby cat cafe, and you ugly-cried for the next three days straight.

And through the worst of it all, you hated to ask for help. You knew that it was one of your biggest problems, the fact that you had a sort of inability to reach out to others when you needed a helping hand.

You all but shut down at work, resisting the invites of co-workers that were going to local clubs. You just sat down at your desk every day, forcing yourself to focus on your work before you could finally go home and sob the night away.

And the clinic-

Fuck, the clinic.

You hadn’t been back there since the day Nyx passed.

It just felt too depressing, to try and step foot in the place where she had been laid to rest. What once was a warm and comforting place now left a bitter taste in your mouth. You avoided the building at all costs, instead opting to walk side streets in case you ever needed to pass by it.

The pain was too real and raw for you to ever try visiting the clinic again, so you decided that you’d stop altogether and instead find a different place, that was just as close to your apartment but didn’t hold so many horrible memories for you.

After all, you’d probably die a slow death if something happened to Taffy because of your inability to take her to a vet. So at the six-month mark, you managed to find a nearby clinic that had relatively low prices. The veterinarian was nice enough, but she was quite serious and mainly only talked business with you. Thankfully, Taffy checked out in perfect health and the doctor recommended that you wait to bring her in until she hit her third birthday, which would be in about a year.

The doctor was amiable, but…

Nothing like Dr. Lee.

And the thought of him was fresh in your mind the entire time that you visited the new clinic. The staff at Starry Skies also took up a lot of your focus, as you pondered on the gentleness they had all shown you during such a difficult time in your life.

But most of all, your previous local veterinarian kept stirring your heart the entire time that you sat in front of your new one.

And you couldn't help but compare her to him-

And how he’d always greet you with a warm smile and always laugh whenever you told him one of your stupid jokes. How he was so incredibly nice to everyone he came across, and how delicate he treated the animals at his clinic. But especially Nyx and Taffy…

He had had a special bond with your two cats, and you hated to take that away so suddenly.

However, the pain of going back there was just too much for you to endure.

So instead, you decided to work through your feelings about the old clinic - about Dr. Lee - and put everything to rest before you made a mistake that you knew you’d regret soon after… like dropping by the clinic late one night, unexpectedly. Like you had done that one time when Nyx had given you a big scare.

Even still, you caught yourself often pondering if he felt the same way… if he missed your presence at all, even a tiny bit. After all, you had been his client for over three years and had grown quite close throughout all of your visits. But the silence on his end was pretty blatant of his feelings on it all - that you were just another client who had lost touch with his services, and nothing more. Granted, the clinic’s front desk had tried to call you a few times after Nyx’s final day, but you had refused to answer any of the calls, and soon, they stopped altogether.

In the end, he was just your veterinarian. He wasn’t supposed to be anything else, anything more. The relationship there was supposed to remain stagnant and professional, no matter what.

So why, then, did you find it so hard to get over it all?

Your mind and heart were acting like the two of you had been dating for five fucking years. When in reality, you had only shared a platonic acquaintanceship for a few years because of your damn cats. It wasn’t like he thought of you any differently than before, nothing had changed… except for him calling you by your first name, and him touching you so many times and-

And yeah,

You’d admit that sometimes, after a long bout of successfully pushing him out of your thoughts,

You’d… treat yourself.

Late at night.

But only on very rare occasions…

When you were so exhausted from work and searching for a release,

When your fingers found that all-too-sensitive part of you, your mind drifting off to fantasizing about him. And what he’d feel like, doing such things to do.

Afterward, when you’d wake up the next day to face another grueling routine of mourning Nyx and work, you’d banish any pondering that you had about him, shoving all of that darkness into the very depths of your heart until you’d dredge them up again sometime later.

You continued to do such a routine for a long time, and slowly, as the months continued to pass, you realized that the pain… wasn’t so bad anymore. It was still there, and you still cried a few times a month about it. But it just didn’t feel as palpable and potent anymore. Things were different now, not like they had been right after Nyx's passing. It felt like a part of you was missing, and everything seemed a little bit darker. But you knew that with time, things would get better. You would keep Nyx's memory alive in my heart, and you would focus on the good times you shared. Life goes on, and you would do your best to honor Nyx's legacy by living your life to the fullest.

Gradually, you noticed a slight improvement in the mending of your heart. Piece by piece, you were putting it back together every day, by doing things that brought you joy. Recently, you picked up the hobby of cooking. And it felt good- to throw yourself into something that wasn’t work or chores or running errands. Already you had made a handful of dishes in your tiny apartment’s kitchen. Granted, they were nothing special and on the bland side of things, but you didn’t mind… it was, fun. And you liked seeing the finished product in the end. It was satisfying and made you feel proud of yourself, for the progress that you were making, little by little.

When you hit the one-year mark of Nyx being gone, you came to the sudden realization that in the wake of your grief, you had been ignoring your other cat, Taffy. And you began to notice how, after you’d arrive home from work, she’d no longer happily greet you at the door, and instead stay lounging on the living room's couch.

This opened a huge pit in your heart, as it pained you to acknowledge the fact that you had been so focused on Nyx and her leaving your side that you failed to see your other cat, who was suffering from loneliness.

Hence, you decided to take her to that nearby cat cafe that had recently opened up in your neighborhood. You had seen the ads for it on your tv, and you liked the idea of Taffy getting out of your small apartment and playing with other cats. She was a young thing, and quite rambunctious, so you were sure that she felt the absence of Nyx just as much as you.

It wasn’t until Saturday rolled around that you were able to visit the new cafe, as that was one of your only days off from work. The place was quite busy for being so early in the morning, and as you stepped through the front doors, you were greeted with the cloying aroma of coffee and freshly baked pastries.

The friendly-looking girl at the cash register welcomed you with a bright smile as you made your way up to the front counter. “Hi there! Welcome to Cats & Cupcakes! What can I get you this morning?”

You motioned to Taffy, who was quietly meowing in her carrier to be let out as soon as she glimpsed the other cats that were roaming around the area. She was such a social butterfly - quite the opposite of you. “Uhm- I brought my cat along with me, I hope that’s okay?”

The young girl’s smile only grew wider as she caught sight of Taffy. “Oh my gosh, yes! We always welcome a new kitty around here! Just make sure you keep an eye on her during your visit.”

“Okay, thanks… Taffy here really needs some social time with other cats,” you laughed nervously, as you bent down and unzipped her carrier. Immediately, she shot out of the small black thing, scurrying over to a few of her furry friends that were playing with a faux mouse just off to the right of you. You couldn’t help the wide grin that bloomed across your face at the sight of her lively personality coming out so quickly.

“Will you be ordering anything today?” The girl at the register asked you then, forcing your attention away from your cat and onto the menu board that was hung just above her head.

“Yeah- I’m going to have a… lemon meringue cupcake and an iced chamomile tea, please.” With it being so late in the spring, the weather was finally warm enough for you to start drinking cold beverages again, which was one of the few pleasures in your life.

In no time at all, you were picking up your order at the front counter and finding a nearby table that was tucked into the very corner of the cafe. As you settled into the comfy armchair, your eyes followed Taffy around the room, as she chased a grey-coated chubby Scottish Fold.

You sat back in your seat, taking a sip of your chamomile tea and basking in the sunlight that shone down on you through the window to your left. The cafe was relatively small but bustling with activity. It was decorated with bright colors of violets and yellows, which painted everything in a rather cheerful mood. And of course, the many cats roaming around also helped to add to the atmosphere of happiness.

As you studied your surroundings, your eyes landed on the figure of a man sitting in a chair similar to yours. He was by himself, his head turned downward, as he was immersed in a thick book. But he looked so… familiar. From the way that the light blue sweater he was wearing clung to his shoulders, to the way that his brown-rimmed glasses slipped down the sharp bridge of his nose, and the way that his raven-black locks were slightly tousled from the windy morning. A large white cat was lying across his lap, dozing happily as he stroked its back with a hand. The way that his slender fingers gently combed through the kitty's fur lit up a part of your heart with fuzzy warmth.

He looked like someone you knew well, but you couldn’t quite place your finger on it…

Just then, a young couple filed through the front doors of the cafe, the tiny bell jingling at the top of the door to signal their welcome. This serene noise prompted the man to peek up from his book and study the newcomers, his eyes landing on the sweet way that they were holding hands.

And all at once, you completely froze in your place.

Spine going rigid,

Fingers clutching at your jeans,

Heart skipping over itself inside your chest.

Because holy fuck- there he was.

In all of his handsome, typical glory…

No wonder why you felt like you had recognized him.

Dr. Lee didn’t look any different from the last time you had seen him, which had already been over a year since Nyx had left your side on that fateful day. He still had that easiness about him, that gentle aura that radiated around him like a faint, glorious halo.

But before you could think about anything else, the fear was creeping up in your mind. About what he’d think of you, if he saw you here - at the cafe - after so long of ghosting him and his clinic, even after everything they had all done for you. You were scared that he’d be angry with you for not darkening the doorstep of Starry Skies ever since that past April.

And if you were honest, the sadness also played a role in your warring feelings. Seeing him reminded you of so many of your past emotions - of grief and depression and heartache.

Before you could do, or even think anything else, he was shifting in his chair again, his opaque, chestnut-brown eyes scanning the cafe around him lazily.

Then those expressive irises came across your face, jamming to a stop at the sight of you sitting there, all alone in the corner of the cafe.

And your heart sunk into the pit of your stomach.

From the way that remembrance automatically dawned on his face,

From the way that his eyes lightened in that way that you had been so used to before,

From the way that a slight grin cracked across his lips.

And suddenly, you couldn’t handle it anymore.

Not right then.

You didn’t want to face all of the sentiments of seeing him again - of having to talk to him, after everything that had happened in the past year.

So in a hasty moment, you scooped up Taffy who had been playing near your feet, and gently put her in her carrier ignoring her meows of protest. Then all at once, you were shooting up from your seat and rushing out of the cafe, your shoulders brushing past a woman as she stepped in at the same time you were leaving.

Since your apartment was fairly close to the cafe, you began to walk down the side street just outside of the restaurant, setting a quick pace. Ignoring the sounds of movement behind you. Trying to block out the sound of someone calling your name.

It wasn’t until you felt a hand clamp down on your forearm that you stopped in your tracks. With your back turned you could hear the distinct sound of heavy breathing. The air seemed to constrict and bend around you - shifting uncomfortably and turning irrevocably frigid at the oncoming dread that you expected to appear any second.

“Y/N.”

The way that he said your name- the way that it rolled off his tongue so effortlessly, compressed your heart in pain. Caused the blood to rush a little harder in your veins. Caused a zap of energy to coarse down the length of your spine, pooling deep in your belly. You felt everything at that moment - the painful heat of breath flowing from your form to the way that his touch against your covered arm burned like fire down to the very depths of your soul.

“Why- why are you running away?”

And as much as you wanted to avoid the confrontation, as much as you didn’t want to talk to him again, you decided that there was no longer another option. Because he had you in his grasp, with his fingers pressing into your skin, stopping you right in your place. And as it would seem, it was quite impossible for you to ever try and fight him when he was clasping onto you so delicately.

“It’s… it’s too hard,” you began, voice quaking at the end of your words from the ache that squeezed at your heart. “Seeing you- it reminds me of everything.” You screwed your eyes shut, cringy inwardly at the confession.

There was a few beats of silence then, and you wanted to turn around. At that moment, you wanted to see what he looked like as you spoke in that quiet, shaky tone of yours. You wanted to know what he was feeling, just by the way that his eyes would land on your face.

Then, he was speaking again, but this time, he was a lot quieter than before. “Is that why you stopped coming around?”

Coming around to the clinic.

Stopped visiting Starry Skies and using his services.

And yes- at the beginning, the reason for your absence was because of Nyx and your sorrow from losing her. But as the months stretched on, and you started to heal from the agony of her passing, you came to terms with the fact that it wasn’t just because of her.

It was also the fact that upon your realization that you-

That you had feelings for Dr. Lee,

You were reminded of your lot in life, about your two opposite positions... that he was a rich doctor and you were just a poor woman barely scraping by with her 9-to-5 job.

Even still, that didn’t stop the feelings from bubbling up every time you randomly passed the clinic on your commute to run errands. That's why you decided to avoid it entirely after a while.

It was better that way- than trying to face and acknowledge the storm that had been brewing inside of you for so long, without you even realizing it was stirring in the first place.

You hadn’t noticed the warning signs until it was all too late,

And you were too head-over-heels for him.

For the man that was far too unreachable for you.

“Yeah, that’s why.” You managed to lie, swallowing around the lump that was beginning to form in your throat. You clutched a little harder at the handle of Taffy’s carrier, and thankfully, she was quiet for the moment - she probably recognized the scent of him. Just like you did.

“Well, we all miss you at the clinic… the guys are always asking me when you’ll be back,” Dr. Lee started, still holding onto your arm. Like, if he let go, you’d disappear right before his eyes, never to be seen again. Like you had been doing for the past year. “I miss you… you were- one of my favorite clients.”

And there it was.

Your worst fear for why you never told him about your true feelings.

That he only thought of you as his client.

Simply a woman that came around every six months so that he could treat her cats.

Nothing more, and nothing less.

In an instant, you were suddenly glad that you hadn’t turned around - that he hadn’t forced you to. Because you didn’t want to see his face then. Not when he shoved you into the friend zone without even realizing it. Or maybe, he did realize it. Maybe, he had known about your feelings all along but had been ignoring them this whole time because he wanted to keep things professional.

Because he just didn’t feel the same way about you…

“Well, I should get going. Taffy here doesn’t like being cooped up in her carrier for too long.”

With that, you pulled your arm out of his hold. He hadn’t been gripping you harshly, so it was easy for you to release yourself. Almost like, he didn’t want to trap you at the moment. Like, if you didn’t like speaking to him, you’d easily be able to get away without any such fight having to be put up on your end.

As you took a few steps forward, Minho’s soothing voice graced your ears once more.“Y/N- wait.” This time, his tone was soft - possibly the gentlest you had ever heard it before. And it did something funny to your soul, caused a low-lit candle to burn in the chasms of your body. Like an ember that just couldn’t be put out. “I… we’re having a party at my place next Friday night to celebrate the clinic’s fourth anniversary of being open. It’s just gonna be me and the guys, and super chill and-”

“I don’t know, Dr. Lee… I- I don’t want to invade your special time with your friends.”

“You wouldn’t be invading, Y/N.”

“Still- I just-”

“Say you’ll come. Please.”

The slight desperation that dripped into his baritone caused a profound stir inside of you, igniting something dark and murky in the pit of your mind. It was confusing yet exhilarating all at once, as this high-caliber man practically begged you to come to his homey party. And yeah- it’d probably be awkward as fuck at first since you hadn’t seen everyone in so long. But… you were off of work, and… it was at his place. Which was somewhere you’d always been curious about, if you had to be honest with yourself.

“Okay, okay- I’ll go.” You finally said, looking down at your feet to try and hide the smile that crept across your mouth at the thought of spending more time with him. Because even if it hurt you- even if he wasn’t the right one, maybe a single night of partying with him would quell the ache inside of you. Would douse the blaze that was alight in your very being just by the thought of him alone.

“Great, I’ll text you my address and the time to be there.” And you couldn’t help to notice how he sounded lighter than before - like he was happy to hear that you were coming. You, who had practically ghosted him and everyone else for the past year. You, who was broke beyond belief and barely surviving in the harsh world around you.

You held on a little tighter to Taffy’s carrier, feeling the creep of a smile on your lips at the thought of getting to see him again. At getting to face him, finally, without having your back turned in cowardliness. “Well… I’ll see you then, I guess.”

“Yeah, have a good night…” His words faded off into the distance, as you began to make the commute back to your quaint apartment.

The entire time you walked down the street, you could feel his eyes on you - practically searing two holes into your skin as he stared you down until you turned a corner and eventually grew out of his sight.

But it didn’t terrify you in the least bit, like how it usually did when a man looked at you so intently.

Rather, it caused butterflies to erupt in the pit of your stomach,

Forced your heart to beat a little harder,

Urged you to walk a little faster, as you began to ponder on what the party would be like.

More importantly, you wondered what you were going to wear to it…

To be continued...

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youaintnothinbuta · 9 months

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hello i am back ! thank you sm for your last post, i really enjoyed it!! anyways i have fallen down the jd rabbit hole. could i request a jd x reader where reader is very affectionate but jd is hesitant bc of veronica (he saw her suicide but moved before he knew it was fake and feels super guilty) then reader starts to get a little more distant because of the lack of reciprocation on jd's end. anyways this is gonna go on for too long, could u make it end with reader finding out what happened and reader comforts jd, and he just suddenly melts from the affection. (IM CRYING THIS DOES NOT MAKE SENSE I'M SORRY )

Summary: ^^

Pairing: Jd x reader

Warnings: mention of suicide, pretty much all warnings that come with anything heathers related. also probably typos and grammatical errors cos I’m tired

Word count: 774

Request something here !

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Relief washed over you when you heard the familiar creak of your window opening. Looking up, you found your boyfriend, Jd, gracefully climbing into your room, a mischievous glint in his eyes as always. He got comfy beside you in your bed, snuggling up as he pulled your diary towards him, trying to peek.

“No.” You snapped it closed and popped it on your bedside table, telling him off.

“You’re really never gonna let me read that thing?”

“Maybe one day, when we’re 40 and I randomly find it after having forgotten about it for years.” You replied.

Jd laughed with a little shake of his head.

The evening went by much per normal, him climbing back out your window to head back to his own home, “I’ll see you at school,” he says as you shut your window behind him.

You let your body sit heavily on your bed, sighing. He had never been the most affectionate, you figured that was just the way he was. But lately he’s been even less affectionate. He’ll still let you be touchy with him, cuddling him and kissing on him but everything on his end has pretty much dissipated. Not even an arm around you as you walk together anymore. It felt like this big wedge was being driven through the middle of your relationship, and he -for some reason- wasn’t noticing it.

Another week or so passed, and the distance between you two had grew exponentially. You couldn’t entirely blame him, for you somewhat adopted this mindset of ‘if he wants to be distant, fine, I can be distant too.’

But it had gone on for too long now, and had gotten worse than you ever thought it could. You barely even talked at school, you just sort of sat together in this weird unresolved silence.

You had had enough. One evening you got yourself out of bed and marched yourself over to Jd’s house, not planning on leaving until you figured out what his deal was.

“Jd, I can’t do this anymore.” You wasted no time, immediately speaking as you crawled though his window, startling him.

“Y/N—”

“What are we doing?” You stood in front of him, arms crossed.

“What?”

“What are we doing? You and I. What is happening?”

His confusion was evident, his voice a mix of curiosity and bewilderment, “What are you talking about?”

“Jd, don’t be a dick. You're distant. We barely talk. You haven’t even held my hand in a month. I feel like I've lost you. Have I done something wrong?”

Jd's sigh carried a weight, his figure rising from the bed. “Y/N, I…” he hesitated, the words escaping him reluctantly, “My ex— she hung her herself in front of me. It haunts me. I just feel guilty and I'm terrified that I might drive you to the same point.”

The room fell into a stunned silence, your mind grappling with the enormity of his confession. Your mouth opened to speak, only managing to stutter incoherently. Before he could continue, you closed the gap between you, enfolding him in a heartfelt embrace. Silence enveloped the room, broken only by the sound of your steady breaths. “I had no idea,” you whispered softly, your voice carrying a mixture of sympathy and understanding “I’m sorry.”

“It’s fine.” Jd choked out, unsure exactly of what the emotions his brain was trying to process were. You shook your head against him slightly, still holding him in a hug, “I can’t imagine how heavy that must feel.”

Jd winced, beginning to cry into your shoulder, tears starting to flow without reservation. That was the first time anyone has ever acknowledged how much pain he has experienced, ever. Your touch was a silent reassurance to him that he could let his guard down.

Amidst his quiet sobs, you murmured calmingly to him, “Shh, it's alright, Jd. You're not alone anymore. I'm here for you.” Your voice was a steady presence, comfort in a way he’d received from no one except his mom when he was a kid.

As his tears subsided, you held him a little tighter, your fingers tracing soothing circles on his back. “You don't have to be afraid with me,” you whispered, your words carrying the weight of your sincerity. “I'm not your ex, Jd. I just want to see you happy.”

His grip on you tightened, his vulnerability a testament to the trust he was beginning to place in you. He gave you a watery smile. “Thank you,” he managed to whisper, his voice raw, “you wanna just stay here tonight?” He asked. You nodded, getting comfortable in his bed.

A/N: LMFAO I’m so sorry this is SHIT but I had already left it sitting in my inbox so long and I didn’t wanna keep u waiting any longer. I kinda gave up with the end so sorry I hope it’s okay I tried to stick as closely as I could to the request 😭🫶🏼

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kitty-agere-fics · 4 months

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Big Kid Problem

CG!Nayeon, Little!Reader

Note: Not written as fem!reader, but reader does have period (gn pronouns are used…At least should be used…)

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The night had actually gone normal. You had been in your big headspace when you went to bed and when you fell asleep. Very early in the morning, around 12AM, you woke up, feeling…off. You glance around the room and whine softly. You push the blankets away as you feel something wet. There is blood on your pants, your sheets, and your blanket. Your breathing pick up and you cry out.

"Mama! Mama!" You cry out, pulling the blanket back up to cover the stain, "Mama," you scream, needing Nayeon to come help you.

Nayeon wakes up, hearing the screams. She quickly gets out of bed and runs down the hall into your room. "Oh, Sweet Baby," she soothes softly, going over to you, "What happened, Baby?" When you don't respond, she strokes your hair gently. "Come on, Baby. Talk to Mama."

"Mama," you whisper softly, "Mama, something happened." You look away, upset. Nayeon gently reaches out and tilts your head up so you can see her eyes.

"Tell me what's going on. Don't try to hide from be, Y/N," she says softly, but sternly. You hesitate, but push the blankets away, revealing the blood stains. You start to cry again, and Nayeon pulls you into her arms. "Shhhh, it's okay, Sweet Baby. It's okay," she soothes softly. She picks you up and carries you into the bathroom. She starts the bathtub and undresses you, gently soothing you. "Mama's gonna help you get all clean. It's okay, Baby." She promises.

She kisses you on top of the head and puts some toys in the bath to distact you as she helps you clean up. After she cleans you up, she quickly runs into your bedroom to grab you clean pants and a pull-up. She also quickly gets some stuff set up in her room.

"Okay, Sweet Baby, let's get you out of the bath and get you all nice and dry." Nayeon comes into the bathroom, setting the clothes on the counter. Nayeon pulls you out and gently runs her fingers through your wet, tangled hair. She gently dries you and dresses you, then carries you into her room.

Nayeon takes you into your room and you see everything set up all nice. There is your favorite teddy bear sitting on the pillow with your paci and your favorite sippy cup, which you know is most likely filled with hot chocolate. Nayeon sits you on the bed and runs out of the room, quickly returning with a heating pad that she places on your belly. She gets you all nice and comfy under the blankets with your cup and your paci and your bear.

"Wan' blankie," you whine softly.

"Sweet Baby, your blanket needs to be washed. I am going to wash it while you sleep, okay?" She lays you down, careful and gentle. She gently puts your paci in your mouth and kisses your forehead.

"Mama, stay," you whine softly.

"Why do you want Mama to stay, Sweet Baby?"

"Mama make the hurties go 'way," you reach out to her and whimper as you start to feel the cramps. Nayeon puts the heating pad a little lower on your belly and hums softly.

"There, is that a little better, Baby?"

You nod slightly, but there is still something bothering you. "Mama? What's goin' on? Why do I feel funny and why there blood?" You pout softly, this is a conversation that you have everytime that you get your period when you are regressed.

Nayeon hums softly, gently stroking your hair. "You're having your period, Sweet Baby," she tells you, her voice gently and soft, "It's something that happens to your big body, do you remember us talking about this?"

You nod slightly, still thinking, "I still your baby, Mama? I have big kids problem, but I still baby?"

"Of course, Sweet Baby. You are my baby as long as you want to be." She kisses you on top of your head again, "Go to sleep, okay? I love you." She hums a soft lullaby and strokes your hair as you fall asleep.

Once you are asleep, she quietly sneaks out of the room to go and get the dirty sheets and blankets off of you bed as well as your dirty pants. She stays up to switch everything from the washer to the dryer and then longer to remake the bed. The only thing that she doesn't put back on the bed is one of your blankets. It is a super soft, super cozy blanket in your favorite color. This blanket is your favorite, the one you'd asked about. Nayeon takes this blanket and takes it back into her bedroom where you are asleep in the bed. She draped the blanket over you and gets into bed herself, holding you close.

"Good night, Sweet Baby," she whispers, "Sweet dreams. Mama loves you so much."

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moabunnie · 2 years

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TxT When You’re On Your Period ❤️

My take on the boys reacting to you on your period!

Warnings: your period lol

Hope you enjoy~

Soobin

Such a sweetheart, but I think he would panic just a lil bit

“Do I need to go buy you something??”

And you assure him you’re okay

Until you change your mind like 5 minutes later

But then you change your mind again and tell him not to

You’re very indecisive about it lol

When you’re cramping he just feels so sad he can’t take the pain away

He lets you squeeze his hand when you’re cramping

“You have to do this for HOW LONG???? 😳”

Soobs a little shocked that periods feel so awful for like a week

And that you basically do it once a month

“Girls are so tough wow”

Puts on funny shows/movies in hopes it will distract you from pain

Eats ice cream with you (you knew I had to had this)

You sleep a LOT on your period, so he feels like he is your sleep guardian lol always watching over you

Always putting blankets over you and putting a pillow under your head

And sometimes a lil stuffed animal 🥺

And when you’re period is finally over, he takes a breath of relief until realizing he has to do it again in a month

Yeonjun

He’s s u a v e

Takes everything so seriously and does everything calmly

But he is a guy, so he doesn’t understand/think things through sometimes

“Can we take a bath together to make you feel better?🥺”

Baby… Junnie… I am literally bleeding”

“Oh yeah😔”

You are very clingy and just want to cuddle Yeonjun all the time

But he’s afraid he’s going to hurt you lol

He will very gently hold you. No squeezing whatsoever because he is afraid you will pop

But he WILL give you lil tummy and back rubs

Brings you anything and everything when you ask

Need tampons? He will grab ur tampon box and hand you one, like a cool guy 😎

Even though he handed you the wrong size

Makes you tea before bed

And forces you to drink it all bc if you don’t then in his eyes you still be “sick” forever

Beomgyu

He doesn’t have a sister, so

He’s chill about it, but also very confused about some things

“How do you put a pad on?”

And when you show him, he is just amazed

“Can I put the pad on for you-” “Beomgyu get out”

Obviously being the little brat he is, he would purposely tease you by like stealing your food or something else small

But once you start crying over it he’s like “yo what did I do omg”

He ofc runs to your side and gives you all the hugs and kisses you need and also gives you more food

He will just steal the food when you aren’t looking

Always is trying to make you laugh

When you’re trying to sleep, he plays with your hair and sings to you 🥺

He tries very hard to not annoy you during this time of month because he understands how bad it is for you

He’s trying his best to be there for you when you need him <3

When you’re off your period tho he’s absolutely gonna say “oh thank god it’s over”💀

Taehyun

Personally, I feel like tae would try to avoid you 💀💀

Like maybe not even intentionally, but if he knows you’re on your period, he might try not to talk to you as much because he doesn’t want to hurt your feelings accidentally somehow ?

But he will absolutely cuddle you

And do anything you ask him to do

He will sing for you too 🥺 cute lil love songs maybe he even wrote them just for you

He just doesn’t wanna stress you out more :(

“Taehyun, can we eat candy for dinner?”

Even tho he’s a gym junkie, he’s absolutely going to eat candy with you for “dinner” 💀

If you’re cramping he’s immediately going to get you an ice pack or a heating pad

“Baby sit up I got this for you”

And just helps adjust you until you’re comfy af

He will use ur legs as pillows tho <3

“My lil ketchup packet”

You: 🤨🤨🤨

“Ok I will be quiet now”

HueningKai

This man has two sisters so he’s gotta know at least a little about periods lmfao

Brings you all his plushies (and I mean ALL) when he can’t be right next to you

He doesn’t want you to feel lonely lol

“Do you want me to go get food? Or sweets? Or-” and just lists every thing possible

Like soobin, he’s very sad he can’t take your pain away :(

Tummy rubs or no tummy rubs? That is the question

Well it’s up to you and how bad you’re hurting lol

Texts his sisters to ask questions

Might have a tiny mental breakdown because he doesn’t know how to help ??

If you cry, he’s gonna just bundle you up like a lil baby and give you so many kisses until you stop

Sometimes he forgets you’re on your period so he will attempt to play wrestle

Which ends up in you panicking with your arms up in defense yelling “ NO NO NO NO NO”

and then he will feel really bad and kiss you some more lol

“I’m sorry my daring” 🥺🥺

He would get curious about things though and start asking random questions

“So… why are periods a thing” or “do you really bleed that much or are you all lying”

You just Kinda… “😐Kai just Google it”

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agirlwithbigdreamsforher · 3 months

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LATE NIGHT CONVERSATIONS

THE NANNY: ONE SHOT

LATE NIGHT CONVERSATIONS

Pairing: Andy Barber x Annie Johnson (OFC)

Summary: Andy enjoys talking to their baby.

Warnings: None, this is something I just wanted to write.

A/N: none.

Word count: 706

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Andy has been coming home late for the past two weeks, and even when he came home early he kept working in his office. This, was one of those days. It was nearly 1 a.m. when he closed his laptop and headed to the bedroom. He stretched his arms as he walked to the closet and changed his working clothes for something more comfortable. When he came out, he saw Annie peacefully sleeping on her side, her small hand on top of her now 7-month pregnancy belly. She began to “protect” her belly ever since she found out she was pregnant, something he found endearing.

He kneeled by the foot of the bed and climbed on it until his face was at the same level of her belly, he took her hand out of the way and put his own on it.

“Hi, there?” He whispered to the belly, “It’s me, I’m daddy.” Andy felt a small kick, “There you are.” He giggled, “How you been? Good?” Another kick, “I bet is very cozy in there.”

He began to draw circles on Annie’s belly. “So, I’m sorry I’m late. I was working. I’m a lawyer you know, when you are older I’ll explain what that is.” He saw a bit of movement in the belly, “I woke you up, didn’t I? I’m sorry, I just wanted to talk to you for a bit, hope that’s ok?” He felt another kick, this time it was harder. “Awesome, I don’t know if your mommy talks ‘bout me, I hope she does and I hope is all good things.” He thought for a moment it was silly for him to be talking with his unborn child, but that thought flew out of the window when the baby moved again.

“You are listening, well, I like this. So, you have a brother, Jacob, we call him Jake. He is so excited to meet you. I am too, and I’m positive your mom is too. She’s been waiting for you for quite some time now. She loves you very much, you know. Like you made her have all this cravings of things she doesn’t even like and she eats them from you! She caresses her belly before she goes to bed, she plays music for you. I know you are all comfy in there, but don’t get used to it, we will have a better place for you here. We are ready for you.” Andy paused for a minute, “Hey, I was wondering what you are. You haven’t let us see if you are a boy or girl.” The baby kicked once more, “Oh, I know, kick me once if you are a boy and twice if you are a girl.” He kept staring at Annie’s belly to see any movement, but nothing happened, “Come on,” Andy poked the belly, “Just gimme a hint.” Nothing, “Fine, I love you no matter what you are, just so you know. I’ll let you sleep now; I’m tired anyways. We can talk tomorrow, ok?”

Andy placed a kiss on Annie’s belly and moved up on the bed and to his side, he let his head fell on the pillow when he heard a sniff on her side.

“Honey?”

“You always said pretty things.” She sniffed once more.

“Ow, honey, I thought you were sleeping. Didn’t mean to make you cry.” Andy hugged her close.

“Have you done that before? Talking to our baby.”

“Ammm maybe a couple of times. I just felt like doing it. I can always stop.”

“No, I think you should keep doing it.”

“Really? Why?”

“The baby likes your voice, I know it. Every time you come back home and said “Honey, I’m home.” They move and kick.”

“Well, I didn’t know that. How about if tomorrow I read the baby a story, do you think that’ll be ok?”

“That’ll be perfect.” Annie gave her a kiss on the lips and snuggled against his chest. “We’ll see if we get them to tell us if it is a girl or a boy.”

Andy laughed and kissed her head, “We’ll see. Good night, honey.” Andy placed his hand on her belly, he felt a couple of soft kicks, “Good night, baby.”

#andy barber fanfic #andy barber #annie johnson #andy x annie #andy x reader #andy barber x reader #the nanny fic #andy barber fanfiction #the nanny au #andy and annie

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cressida-jayoungr · 4 months

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Only Dreaming of Peace

(Note: I am neither the original author nor the translator of this piece. It is a favorite post from my LiveJournal days. The original post, by LiveJournal user Lilan14, can be found here.)

I know I still have my vacation report to finish, but that will have to wait, as I saw this wonderful real-life story in one of my LJ friends' journal. It was originally posted to ru_cats, a Russian cat-lover comm, by a mystery book writer, and her style is just as excellent as the story itself. So, sit back and enjoy! Oh, and make sure you're not eating or drinking something while at it, for your own safety...

The translation is mine.

Only Dreaming of Peace...

I've been recently asked to post to LJ a story of uneven struggle of Man with Cat for the right to sleep where they want, without the risk of dying shamefully underneath a cat's butt. I am doing this and hiding it behind the cut. Let it stay here as a reminder to posterity and the desperate ones who will decide to get a Maine Coon and a bed with a wide headboard.

Part One

Dear ru_cats people, I am here asking for advice.

There's a cat. The cat weighs ten kilograms. There's a bed. The bed has a tall soft headboard 10 to 15 cm wide. There are also the cat's owners, who sleep on the bed.

At night, the cat leaps onto the headboard and walks on it. The cat has a night promenade. However, since the cat was a cow in the previous life and transferred certain peculiarities to his present incarnation, during his fourth or fifth go he loses his balance and plops down. If I'm lucky, the cat lands beside me. If I'm not, the ten kilograms of the cat land onto my head, and always butt-first, for some reason.

Question: how to make the cat drop the habit?

Have already tried:

duct tape spread on the headboard. (As a result, we spent half the night taking them off the crazed cat, nearly scalping him).

the cat's hated smell of ylang-ylang. (The cat didn't care it was hated).

tangerine peel in large amounts (The cat swept the peel onto my head in disgust, following it in the process).

What else can be done? I've already slept with spray under my pillow. The cat runs away, then comes back.

The cat's picture enclosed for realizing the scope of the problem:

Part Two

Two days ago, I posted this cry for help to the comm: http://ru-cats.livejournal.com/19218540.html Got a lot of replies. Two were used at once. Reporting as promised.

I like simple and easily implemented ideas. That's why the suggestions to attach a shelf to the bed, to the cat, to my head, so that it would be comfy for him to fall onto, were postponed.

First I took six balloons from the kid, inflated them and placed them between the wall and the bed. It all looked very pretty. Husband and I admired them and went to bed.

In the middle of the night, there was a bang. In my sleep, I thought husband had shot the cat (even though the only weapon in our house is a water pistol). When the lights were turned on, the cat was sitting on the floor amidst bits of a blue balloon, squinting disapprovingly. He got kicked, the balloons were moved, and we went to bed again. This was our strategic error, proving how little we knew about cats.

He exploded two more balloons about twenty minutes later and ran away, making derisive sounds. Husband insisted that I take everything away and be done with experiments for the night. While I was putting the balloons away, the cat sneaked up to the largest one and smacked it with his paw.

Results: minus four balloons, minus two hours of sleep, minus eight meters of nerve fiber per two adults. Plus cat entertainment.

Then we went for Plan B. The entire headboard was covered with several layers of foil, so it would rustle loudly. I assured husband he could now sleep in peace: the cat would definitely be afraid to step onto the foil.

Well, I was almost right. The cat showed up a couple of hours later, when we were asleep. He jumped onto the foil from the wardrobe. The foil rustled, the cat freaked out, leapt into the air and fell onto husband.

Results: minus ten meters of foil, minus forty drops of sedative per two adults. Plus cat entertainment.

This is how he was looking at us in the morning, while we were trying to make breakfast with shaking hands.

I will try the shelf tomorrow.

Part Three

After the foil and the balloons failed, I started to think in a different direction: how not to let the cat into the bedroom at night.

First I used cat repellent. Unfortunately, the cat did not get it was repellent. However, husband did; he winced, sniffed and finally asked me to air the room. So I now have husband repellent; if anyone needs it, I can share.

The washbowl full of water turned out to be just as stupid. We placed it counting on the cat splashing in it and forgetting the bed (he loves water).

We had counted half-correctly: the cat did splash, but he didn't forget the bed. At night, he hopped back to us, shaking wet paws. In my sleep, I thought he had twenty-two of them. He used ten to step on my face, the rest to run on the sheets. Finally, he kissed husband soundly on the nose, nuzzling him with a wet face dripping with water.

After that husband said screw the interior, he agreed to the shelf.

In the evening, he brought a polished board, spent two hours with it, cursed the innocent bed, and, finally, attached it. I wanted to say that I preferred the cat rather than that thing falling onto us (no one would get from under it alive). But I looked at husband's face and decided to keep it to myself. Okay, I thought, so we'll sleep with it one night, and then I'll take it off.

In addition, the kid ran it before bedtime and left her toys on it. I waved it aside and didn't scold her, because I was thinking which relative to pick to raise our child, should we be buried under the shelf.

(I have to say my worries were silly: as it turned out, husband did a quality job with it.)

In the middle of the night, the cat stepped onto the shelf. He strolled nonchalantly halfway along the shelf and touched one of the toys with his paw.

It turned out to be an interactive Zhu Zhu Pets hamster.

From the touch of a cat paw, the hamster turned on. It cried out cheerfully "Abuzuuuuuuuuuzyyyyyy!" and ran toward the cat, glowing with love.

I would gladly tell you about what happened next. But I won't lie: we didn't see it. And we didn't see the cat until morning. The hamster reached the edge of the shelf and committed suicide lemming-style, jumping off a rock into the full washbowl.

Result: we took off the shelf. We have a guard hamster sitting on the headboard now. The cat does not go into the room. If he happens to notice the hamster through the open door, he swells to manul size and retreats in horror.

Here is our hero and rescuer:

#cats #funny #funny cats #maine coon #zhu zhu pets #epic stories #cat stories #humor #cat humor

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marmixedwithabitofintellect · 2 years

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Chapter One: Bliss

It is finally here! I cannot believe this chapter is 10k words, what?! 🥺🥺🥺 I hope you guys love it so very much and please come talk to me and tell me what you guys loved about it! All the love 🤍 Mar

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Disclaimer: In no way do I wish to spread hate or negative opinions about any of the characters here depicted, this is just fiction and with the purpose of entertaining you guys

December 14, 2021 – January 13, 2022: Month One

December 16, 2021

New York City, New York. 7:00 AM.

I turned off my alarm before it could wake up Pippa, she would surely wake up in a little for a feeding, but I wanted to shower and get ready before she did; after checking her bassinet I smiled, she was still out from her last feed, which had been around five, knowing I had no second to spare I made my way to the bathroom and left the door ajar.

The warm shower felt welcoming after the winter finally arrived at the city, after changing into my comfy loungewear and doing my skincare and hair routine I turned off the lights and came out of my room, I was surprised to see that Pippa was still asleep, so I took this opportunity to make my bed and clean up a little.

I wanted to get her into a routine so I pulled up my blackout curtains but left down the sheer, so the room was muted, just as I finished placing the pillows on my bed Pippa let out a little whimper so I made my way to the bassinet, “Good morning my girl, hi, how did you sleep?”, I pulled her into my arms and kissed her cheeks, I smiled when I saw her do the newborn scrunch, “Shall we go feed you?”

I turned off the lamp on my bedside and draped the blanket Anne had knitted her over her little body and closed the door to my room while I made my way to the nursery, I could hear the water running on the guest room which meant H was awake, I left the door ajar and sat down on the rocking chair, but not before turning on the floor lamp, Pippa let out a little cry and I laughed

“I know baby, your momma is a meanie huh; it’s coming I promise, we just need to settle down”, I kissed her head hoping to settle her for a few, once I was all settled I pulled up my top and helped her latch, which she did with no problem, I then started moving my feet a little so we were swaying a little, and I took this time to observe her.

She was born with so little hair, less than I thought she would, and although I wouldn’t admit it out loud, I was so happy she looked like me, but I was also very happy she had so many things of her dad, starting with the tiny dimple on her left cheek, along with her long fingers and her hearty lungs, although her hair looked a chestnut color right now I would bet all my money she would be a blondie like her daddy was.

Speaking of a soft knock on the door pulled me from my thoughts, Harry was standing in the door holding two mugs with what I assumed was coffee, he came into the room and gave us a little smile, “Good morning loves, how did you guys sleep?”, I smiled at him, “Good morning, it was a good night, she woke up to eat a few times but then slept very good”

He placed the mugs on the coffee table and kneeled in front of Pippa and kissed her forehead, to which she let out a squeak but continued to nurse, “Did you sleep good baby? Were you the best girl for your mumma?”, he then pulled back and gave me a small smile, before reaching to kiss my cheek, “Made you a cuppa, just how you like it”, I gave him a small smile in appreciation and reached for the mug, I hummed after giving it a sip, “Do you have any plans for today?”, he sat down cross legged and reached for his mug, he shook his head after taking a sip

“No wait, I do, I have to go pick up the casseroles my mum made for us, she wanted to know if we’re up for visits?”, I smiled, “Of course! They are welcome here anytime”, just as we finished drinking our coffees Pippa finished eating, Harry reached to pull her into his arms and grabbed the burp rag I gave him, after making sure it was correctly positioned, he started burping Pippa while I fixed myself and logged the information on how much she had fed.

I also grabbed the little Haakaa pump so I could store the milk that had leaked while she was feeding, I felt the room and grabbed one of the bottles before pouring the milk, closing it, and putting it on the fridge, I then proceeded to wash the pump and set it to airdry while also grabbing the ingredients to start preparing breakfast.

As I was mixing the pancake batter Harry walked out to the living space, “Hey if you wanna log it, she had a wet diaper”, I nodded and unlocked my phone, the disappeared into the living room and came back to the kitchen with the little swing, while I finished cooking the pancakes he swayed with Pippa and set the table, “Why are you so pretty huh? I know the answer to that baby, because you look like your mumma”, I smiled and could feel the heat in my cheeks

“H, want another cup of coffee?”, he nodded, and I reached for two cups, after setting them on the table he strapped Pip into her little swing and we sat down to have breakfast, after he swallowed, he turned to ask me, “At what time do we have to be there tomorrow?”, I took a sip of my mug before answering

“11 AM”, he nodded, “Uhm, have you spoken with Jason about the kids visiting?”, I smiled and shook my head, “He let me know the kids are visiting with Olivia but they’ll be back to the city before New Year’s so maybe then”, he nodded, we finished eating breakfast in silence, when we were done I could see Pippa was so close to falling asleep again

“Hey, why don’t you go sit with her? I’ll clean the kitchen”, I nodded in appreciation and headed to the living room where we had moved the first bassinet we first purchased and decided to use it in the living room and purchased another one, I started shushing her while we walked to the living room and sat down.

As soon as we settled there was a knock on the door, Harry went to open it and a few seconds later Anne and Gemma appeared, “Hi gorgeous girls! How did you guys’ sleep?”, I smiled at her, “Hi Anne, we slept well, little miss here is ready for a nap”, she awed and reached down to kiss Pippa’s head, who didn’t even stir, “Want a cuppa lovie?”, I nodded, and she made her way to the kitchen.

The whole day was spent catching up, fawning over Pippa, and enjoying the visit from Des and Michal, who had left with Gemma to catch a show, I turned to see the clock and saw that it was close to seven, I had an idea and turned to look at Harry, “H? Why don’t we give her a sponge bath?”

He gave me a smile and nodded his head, Anne smiled too, “I’ll help you set it up, where do you have everything lovie?”, “In my room”, she nodded and Harry reached to grab Pippa while I went with Anne to set up everything, while we let the water warm up and I pulled the towels and her pajamas and diaper Anne turned to talk to me

“Since she still has her cord attached, we will do a sponge bath lovie”, I nodded, after she showed me how to test the water and we wet some washcloths to bathe her we called Harry, he came into the bathroom with Pippa and you could see the apprehension in his eyes, I laughed a little before reaching in to squeeze his arm, “Everything will be okay yeah? No need to fret”, he nodded and handed me the baby.

I undressed her and as I sat down and placed her on the bath, I was expecting a full meltdown, but surprisingly, there wasn’t any, Harry came to kneel next to me while Anne took some photos and gave us some instructions, “Harry, darling, grab the little washcloth and start cleaning her, we won’t use soap, but this will help her relax”, Harry nodded and started doing just that.

Pippa seemed to be so relaxed, which in turn had Harry letting out the breath he was holding before he cooed to her, “Are you a happy baby? Yeah? Do you love your bath?”, Pippa let out a little squeak which had the three of us laughing, once Harry made sure to wipe everything expect for her cord, he reached for the towel Anne handed him and slowly placed the baby in his arms.

I stood up and he handed me the baby, I set her on the changing pad we had brought into the bathroom and dried her up, put on her diaper and massaged in her moisturizer before putting on her jammies while Anne and Harry picked up the bathroom, “Hey, do you mind if I go ahead and feed her?”, they both shook their head

“Go ahead darling, we’ll start cooking dinner”, I nodded and made my way to the nursery, once settled Pippa started feeding, after fifteen minutes my phone started ringing, when I reached for it, my heart started beating faster than before, I took a deep breath before answering, “Ellie?”

She let out a breath before speaking up, “Hi Squeaks”, I teared up at the nickname, “Hi Ellie Belly, how are you?”, she sniffled before answering, “I’m okay, I’m sorry it took me so long to answer”, I laughed a little, “Don’t worry, I’m just glad you reached back”, there was a silence, she cleared her throat, “So… I hear that we have a new family member huh?”, I smiled down at Pippa who was still happily eating, “Yeah, we do, want to come meet her?”

“Of course, I want to! How about you let me bring dinner to you guys’ next week? I’m out of town and I want to make sure I’m not sick”, my heart was feeling ecstatic, “Yes! For sure! Why don’t you come a little earlier so you can enjoy her before she goes to bed?”, “I would love that! So, I’ll text you when I’m back, I cannot wait to see you”, I sniffled, “I cannot wait to see you Ellie”, we hung up the phone and I finished feeding and burping Pippa, while I was changing her diaper Anne and Harry came in, I picked up Pippa and turn ed to see them, “Wanna say goodnight?”, they both nodded and Anne spoke up, “Can I put her to bed?”

I nodded and smiled, I kissed Pippa’s forehead and Harry did too, Anne went into my room and Harry, and I made our way to the kitchen to get dinner served, while he set the plates, I cleared up my throat, “H?”, he hummed letting me know he was paying attention to me, “Ellie called back, she wants to come for dinner in a few days”

He turned and gave me a smile, “That’s wonderful! Do you… do you want me to be here?”, I nodded, “I would very much appreciate it”, he nodded, “Everything will be okay yeah?”, I nodded and he pulled me into a hug, after we pulled back Anne came out and we had dinner, I then said goodbye to Anne and Harry took her home, I got myself ready for bed and fed Pippa once more before going to sleep since I knew we had to wake up early tomorrow.

December 17, 2021

Harry. New York City, New York. 9:00 AM.

I was very nervous, we were here for Pippa’s first appointment with her pediatrician, Dr. Reynolds, a lovely woman we had met thanks to Betty. The cubicle we were in had safari decals all over the walls, I was finishing filling up the forms they had handed us while Y/N fed Pippa, who although had fed before we left, was hungry again, my tiny little chunker.

As Y/N burped Pippa there was a knock in the door, and a lovely nurse poked her head in, “Sorry to bother, just wanted to check if Miss Pippa had finished feeding so we could go and weight her?”, we both nodded and stood up to follow the nurse, I handed her the notepad and she handed it to another nurse; we entered a room that had a weight and a bed, the nurse turned to look at us

“Okay, so please let’s remove her diaper and set her on the scale”, she let out a tiny whimper and my heart broke, the nurse clicked on some buttons and then turned to write down her weight, “Okay, so Pippa weighs seven pounds ten ounces, which is totally normal and nothing to worry about”, we both nodded at the information and I saw Y/N let out a breath of relief, she then measured her, “Still a tall girl at twenty inches, you can now put her diaper back on”

After diapering Pippa and swaddling her in the blanket we brought we made our way back to the original cubicle we were sitting down, “So Dr. Reynolds will be here in a few”, we nodded and she left, I turned to look at Y/N, “Can I hold her?”, she nodded and handed me Pippa, I cuddled her into my chest, after five minutes there was another knock and Dr. Reynolds came in

“Well, hello you two! I’m so happy to see you”, we both smiled before she spoke up, “Hi Dr. Reynolds, happy to be here”, after she shook both of our hands and put some disinfectant, she reached in to grab Pippa, she set her on the examination table, “Well aren’t you a pretty girl huh? Let’s see how are you growing miss”

She checked her neck and collarbone, “No breaks, very good”, she then proceeded her head and hips, then her reflexes, “Good reaction”, she then pulled her stethoscope from her neck and placed it over her ears, “I’m sorry Pippa, this will be a little cold”, she listened to her heart and lungs before removing it and picking up Pippa

“Everything looks wonderful, you guys can dress her now”, I reached in for Pippa and dressed her while Y/N sat down with Dr. Reynolds, “How often is she feeding?”, Y/N answered her, “Every two and a half to three hours, she feeds around ten to fifteen from each side”, she nodded writing it down, “How about wet and dirty diapers?”, Y/N turned to look at me asking for help, I sat down next to her holding Pippa

“Uhm, about four wet diapers and 3 dirty ones”, she nodded, “Okay that’s good, she did lose weight but that does not concern me, babies are expected to lose their birth weight, but she will get it up in the next two weeks”, we both nodded, “Where does she sleep and for how long?”, Y/N handed me her binkie before answering, “We have had two to three hours of sleep stretch and night, and in the day we do have about forty five awake windows in the morning and in the evening, and she is sleeping in her bassinet at all times and on her back”

I spoke up, “She seems to be awake when there is another person aside from us, like when grandma, aunts and uncles are visiting”, Dr. Reynolds smiled, “Little social butterfly, that’s perfect”, we both smiled, “Well, everything looks perfect, I’m so glad to see she is growing just fine, since she got her shots in the hospital we don’t have any need to do so, so I’ll see you in two weeks, do you guys have any questions?”

I shook my head and Y/N cleared her throat, “How long after her cord falls can we give her a normal bath?”, Dr. Reynolds gave her a soft smile, “Once it falls off completely you can transition, if you still don’t feel comfortable you can stick to sponge baths, just remember, baby should not be bathed more than three times a week, since she doesn’t get dirty, I would suggest making bath time a part of her nighttime routine”

We both thanked her and after she left the room we buckled Pippa into her car seat, we then placed the cover on her and we left the hospital, after setting her on my van I helped Y/N into the backset and closed the door, I got into the pilot side and turned on the car, “H?”, I turned to look at her on the rearview mirror, “Yeah?”, she gave me a childish smile, “Could we stop at Maman on our way home?”, I gave her a smile, “Of course we can”

About fifteen minutes after leaving the hospital I thanked the Gods for finding a parking spot in front of the bakery, I turned to give Y/N a smile and I found her sleeping so I got out of the car knowing what she would want; when I got in the café was empty, I walked to the till and waited for the employee, she gave me a smile, “Hi! What can I get for you today?”, I smiled at her even if she couldn’t see it through my mask

“Hello, good morning, can I please have a croissant sandwich, a Maman’s breakfast sandwich, two pain au chocolats, two almond croissants, two nutty chocolate chip cookies, a white chocolate blueberry lavender cookie, a banana walnut bread, an espresso, a honey lavender latte and two grapefruit juices?”, she smiled and nodded, “Do you want this for eat in or take out?”, I smiled, “Take out please”, she nodded, “Under what name?”, “Jeff please”

She nodded, “Your total is $65.74, would that be cash or credit?”, “Credit please”, I pulled out my card and tapped it, then pulled out a twenty and dropped it into the tip tin, the cashier smiled at me, “Thank you so much, your order will be out soon”

I thanked her and went to sit at an open table and pulled my phone out, I was reading through an email when I heard someone clear their throat and timidly say, “Hi, sorry to bother you, but are you Harry Styles?”, I sighed and turned to give her a smile, “Hi, yes I am”, she let out a squeal, “I’m sorry to bother you, I promise I don’t want a picture, “That’s okay, what’s your name?”

“My name is Freya, I’m a huge fan of yours since One Direction days, I just wanted to congratulate you on the birth of Pippa”, I placed a hand in my heart before answering her, “Thank you, you are the sweetest”, she then reached into her bag, “I know this might seem crazy, but it’s not, I crochet little octopuses for babies in the NICU and I am on my way to deliver some, but I want to gift you one for Pippa”

She reached into her bag and pulled a wrapped package, “They have been sanitized so she can play with it without problem”, my heart felt warm, “You didn’t have to, but thank you truly, are you sure you don’t want a picture?”, “I don’t want to compromise your location”, I felt so much appreciation for this fan, “Don’t worry, I don’t mind taking a picture with you, and you posting it, I would just appreciate if you didn’t post where we saw each other”

She nodded and reached for her phone, we took a selfie and once we were done I heard them call my order, “Thank you again for this gift, I’ll show it to her as soon as I go home”, she put her hand to her chest, “You are so very welcome, congratulations again to you and Y/N”, she waved goodbye and went to her table with her mum who also waved at me, I waved back before grabbing all my order.

I got into the car and saw that Y/N was still sleeping, so I turned on the car and we made our way back home.

December 20, 2021

New York City, New York. 5:00 PM.

I was shaking with nerves, Ellie had let me know she was on her way here, Harry was finishing the charcuterie board and I had just finished feeding Pippa, who was now resting on her bassinet, Harry walked out of the kitchen and after placing the board on the table and came to hug me and kiss my forehead, “Baby breathe, everything will be okay”, I nodded.

Before I could speak up there was a knock on the door, I pulled back from Harry, squeezed his hand while he kissed my temple and made my way to the door, when I opened it I felt tears in my eyes, Ellie and her husband Nate were there, bags from my favorite Italian restaurant on their hands, and beside them Luke my little brother had a cake from Lady M in his hands, before I could speak up Ellie did

“Uhm, before you let us in, and this is entirely up to you, there is someone else who wanted to see you”, I furrowed my brows, my heart started beating so fast when from in between Nate and Luke, my dad appeared, he had a big bouquet in his hands, I whimpered, “Daddy?”, he let out a shuddering breath, “Hi Bear”

I ran into his arms and started crying, I could feel him shake with sobs and hug me back, I let out a sob before whispering into his ear, “Hi daddy”, he kissed my head before whispering, “Oh my girl, my bear, I have missed you, so much”, I really don’t know how long we stood like that, I heard Harry welcome my family and bring them in, when there was no more sound on the hall I pulled back, before I could speak up my dad said, “I’ll explain everything, I promise”, I nodded and we went in and closed the door.

We walked to the kitchen where Harry was talking with my siblings, as soon as I entered, they pulled me into a hug, I hissed a little and they pulled back in concern, “Sorry, my boobs hurt”, they laughed and pulled me into a hug individually, Ellie kissed my head while Luke squeezed me so much.

When we pulled back Nate gave me a big hug and I could see that my dad pulled Harry into a hug, I smiled when I saw this, Ellie pulled me into a side hug and did not want to let go, we made small conversation on what we should do with dinner before I cleared my throat, everyone turned to look at me, “So… there is someone I want you guys to meet”, everyone’s eyes showed excitement and smiles on their faces before they all nodded.

We made our way into the living room where Pippa was sleeping in her bassinet, I reached to pull her out and she let out a whimper, when I turned Ellie had her hands on her mouth while my dad’s eyes filled with tears, I walked to them, “This is Philippa, but we call her Pippa”, Ellie let out a sob and she crouched a little before whispering, “Hi Pippa”

“Wanna hold her?”, she nodded excitedly and I transferred Pippa into her arms, “Oh look at her cheeks, God I want to squeeze them”, Luke then ran a hand down her head, “Hi little one”, Nate was standing next to Ellie, “Congrats guys, she’s a beauty”, my dad made his way to me and gave me a side hug, “She looks just like you when you were born Bear”, I smiled and asked him, “Wanna hold her?”

He nodded and Ellie reluctantly handed him the baby, he started swaying and smiled at her, “Hi little girl, look at you, I’m your Pop”, he then sat down and I sat next to him, “Hi little Cub, I love you” my heart swelled at the nickname, “You guys did good”, Harry smiled at him, “It was all her”, I felt my face heat up, “We did good H”, he smiled at me.

Pippa started fussing, so I went into the nursery to feed her while the others finished repping dinner, once she finished and I settled her for a nap while we ate, when I came out they had plated everything and we sat down and ate, after dinner we settled to eat dessert in the living room, once we were done, dishes were on the washer, wine glasses filled and charcuterie board dug into my dad cleared his throat

“Bear, I owe you a hell of an apology and a big explanation”, I had sat next to Harry and he squeezed me into his side as a way to protect me which I appreciated, “I just want to know what happened, I really don’t hold a grudge against you, but I need to understand what happened”, he nodded and sighed, “After the phone call with you I went into shock, there were a lot of things going on and I was trying to figure out what had just happened”

“Your mom, well she started panicking, and I thought she was panicking on what it would mean to you, but actually, she was panicking on what would happen if people found out you were pregnant, with Harry’s baby, when it was well known that he was in a relationship with Olivia Wilde at the time”, I nodded, and Harry kissed my shoulder in reassurance

He cleared his throat, which I knew it was a sign of him trying to stop the tears from falling, “After we hung up dread started to fill me up, and I realized what I had done, I had shut you out and judged you, when all you wanted was some reassurance”, I cleared the tears starting to fall, Ellie squeezed his knee, “It’s okay dad”

He nodded and turned to look at me, “If there is something I will always regret is how I treated you Bear, and feeling so scared that you wouldn’t forgive me that I avoided calling you”, I stood up and walked to him, “Daddy, I forgive you, you’re here now, and I would’ve forgiven you back then”, he kissed my forehead, “I don’t deserve it”, I gave him a small smile, “You came back, that is all that matters”

I returned to my seat and sighed before running a hand down my face, “I feel the need to ask, what about mom?”, everyone got quiet, and an eerie feeling surrounded us, “What? What’s wrong?”, Luke cleared his throat, “Squeaks, mom lied to us all”, I furrowed my brows, “What do you mean?”, Ellie cleared her throat, “Squeaks I’m so sorry”, she wiped her eyes before continuing

“A week before Father’s Day mom called us and asked us if we could come about an hour before guests arrived because she needed to talk to us, when we arrived we were expecting for you to show up, when you didn’t Luke asked mom where were you and she sighed before telling us that this is what she wanted to talk to us about, she told us you guys had a big fight and hadn’t spoken since, and that she ran into you and you told her that you didn’t want to know about us so that we shouldn’t call you”

Luke spoke up, “You know how good of a speaker mom is, and the fact that dad didn’t speak up made it all so much more solid”, I was appalled, “Did she tell you guys I was pregnant?”, they both shook their head, I turned to look at my dad, “Why didn’t you tell them?”, “Because your mom also lied to me”, Harry started running his hand down my arm hoping to soothe me, “What did she do?”

He sniffled, “I remember it was exactly five days since we had talked and I had decided that I wanted to see you, your mom walked into my office and I was about to tell her I was going to talk to you when she said she had run into you, I was shocked, before I could speak up she said that you had asked for her to keep the secret of your pregnancy and to not contact you”

“I guess… I just assumed that what she said was true, especially after the way we treated you”, Ellie spoke up, “That’s why I was so surprised when I saw you at CVS with that big belly”, I laughed a little, “Does mom know you guys are here?”, they all shook their head, my dad stood up and he kneeled in front of me, “When Elisa told me about your interaction I confronted your mom, and she told us everything, I filed for divorce the next day”

“Daddy…”, he smiled, “I am free Bear, and this means I now have my whole life to make it up to you and being the best Pop to Pippa and any future grandchildren”, I nodded, then turned to look at everyone, “Please, never ever disappear from me again, I need you guys with me”, they all nodded, and we got into a family hug.

We sat and talked for a few hours catching each other up on our lives before my dad cleared his throat, making all of us turn to look at him, “Harry, I also owe you a massive apology”, Harry turned to speak but my dad beat him to it, “I do, I judged you from the beginning without knowing you, and yes I was trying to protect her from heartbreak and criticism, and I still failed to do that”

I felt Harry tense up behind me, which in turn had me squeezing his hand in silent support, “But Harry, you are a good guy, yes you screwed up but haven’t we all at some point? If it is okay with you, I would like for us to start again”, we all turned to look at Harry who displayed no emotion, he slowly stood up from his seat and walked to where my dad was and pulled him into a hug.

I felt tears come to my eyes, after a few seconds they pulled back and Harry said, “Richard, we all make mistakes, and I made quite a few, but I promise you, that Y/N and Pippa are my priorities”, my dad smiled before answering, “And we will help you because we are family”, I then stood up and came to hug my dad, who kissed my head again.

At around ten we all said our goodbyes with a promise to see each other for Christmas, Harry and I picked up what was left, we picked up Pippa and headed to bed, before Harry entered his room I called his name, he turned to look at me with a smile, “Thank you for today, it really means so much to me”, he walked and kissed my forehead, “We are a family, I will do everything on my power to make you happy”

December 25, 2021

Harry. New York City, New York. 12:00 PM.

It was Pippa’s first Christmas and I couldn’t be more ecstatic, Y/N had already given me a gift which was now displayed on the tree, we had agreed to have our dinner on my apartment, after a discussion with my mum we agreed that I would hire someone to fix the apartment and she would cook dinner for us, Y/N’s family, Jeff and Glenne, Sarah and Mitch had flown to spend it with their family.

A ding on the elevator let us know we had arrived, soft Christmas music was playing, and the smell of my mum’s cider reminded me of home, while helping Y/N remove her coat I let my family know we had arrived, “Hello guys! We’re here!”, I heard steps coming to greet us and my mum appeared wearing her traditional Christmas apron, “Welcome lovies! Merry Christmas!”

After hugging us both she crouched to peek into the car seat where Pippa was sleeping, “Hello precious girl, oh you have grown so much since yesterday!”, Y/N and I both laughed at this then she proceeded to unbuckle her and shush a little hoping she would stay asleep, she then kissed her head multiple times, my dad had also appeared and helped us bring the stroller and the diaper bag to the living room.

Gemma appeared from her room, and she whined, “No fair! I wanted to hold her first!”, we all laughed and my mum tsked her lips, “Nana has first rights, then goes Grandpa, then you can go”, she kissed Pippa’s head before handing her to my dad, Gemma had made her way to us and greeted Y/N with a hug, Michal said hello from the kitchen where he was finishing cooking the vegetables.

After my dad finished saying hello she handed the baby to Gemma, “Hi bestie!”, she started swaying a little, my mum and Y/N had made their way into the kitchen and I followed, I could hear my mum tell her she had made her some non-alcoholic drinks for her to sip on and Y/N asked what she could help with

“You go rest, you just gave birth twelve days ago, take it easy, okay?”, Y/N nodded and she made her way to the door where I met her, she gave me a teasing smile and just before I could ask her what she was thinking she turned to look at the ceiling where I found there was a mistletoe, I laughed at her and then leaned in to kiss her but she turned and I left the kiss on the corner of her lips.

I groaned and she started laughing while walking to the living room where there was a little commotion due to the fact that Y/N’s family had just arrived, I was worried the ambience would be tense but since they arrived, we were all so happy to be together, Ellie and Gemma were fawning over Pippa and Luke and Michal were discussing the latest soccer game.

After half an hour my mum let us know, dinner was ready and we headed to the dining room where there was a table with all the foods that both my mum and Ellie had prepared, and everyone took their corresponding seat, my mu had left the head and corner seat for Y/N and I so we could put the Moses basket there.

After a delicious dinner and desserts, we moved to the living room where we exchanged gifts, Pippa being the clear winner of gifts this year. I had gone to the kitchen to fill up Y/N’s glass again I came back and found her sitting in the corner next to the fire watching with a happy smile, I sat down next to her, and she gave me a smile, “I have a gift for you”

“Love, you know you didn’t have to”, she smiled, “It was Pippa’s idea”, I gave her a smile, “Really? Well please show me”, she pulled a little box from beside her and handed it to me, I unwrapped it and found a Gucci box, when I opened it I found a silver ring with a ‘P’, Y/N spoke up, “Now you will be able to carry her with you all the time”, I felt tears fill my eyes, then pulled her in for a hug, “Thank you my heart, I love it”

We pulled back and she gave me a soft smile, “You’re so welcome H, I’m glad you liked it”, “Like it? I love it so much”, I then turned and grabbed two boxes, “Okay listen up, I actually have two gifts for you but before you complain, one is your push present that was supposed to arrive the day after Pippa was born, but there was a problem and the other one is your Christmas present”, I smiled as he handed me the two gifts pointing at the one I should open first.

She unwrapped the present and found a familiar robin blue box, pulled the lid and found a beautiful bracelet, “Harry…”, I smiled, “This is one of Pippa’s birthstone, the Tanzanite, I love the color and I know you like small jewelry”, she smiled and sniffled and then proceeded to the other box, another robin blue box, when she pulled it out there was a ‘Return to Tiffany’ charm with another pink heart

“Turn it around”, when she did, she found that the pink heart had been engraved with Pippa’s fingerprint, she placed the box on her lap and let out a sniffle before tilting into me, “Thank you, I love them”, I rubbed my nose against hers, then whispered, “I’m glad you love them”, we stayed like that until Pippa let out a tiny cry and we turned to see my mum who was walking towards us, “I think the miss is hungry”, Y/N smiled, “Aww baby, come on, I’ll feed you”, we made our way to my room per my mum’s instructions and I sat down with her while she fed Pippa, before kissing her shoulder and whispering, “Thank you for the best Christmas yet”, she smiled and said to me, “Thank you for making it special”

December 27, 2021

New York City, New York. 4:00 PM.

Jason had texted and let me know he was on his way with the kids, Harry and I had finished cleaning and we were now discussing what we would have for dinner, there was a knock on the door, and I went to open it, I smiled when I saw Jason standing there with the kids, “Hello you guys! I’ve missed you!”

Otis and Daisy ran to hug me, “Hey! careful please”, they looked at their father with a sheepish smile and pulled back, I closed the door and we walked to the living room where they were removing their coats, masks and using some of the antibacterial gel we had there, Daisy then pulled Jason’s hand and he crouched so that she was able to whisper something in her ear.

Jason smiled and handed her a little gift bag I hadn’t noticed, the two of them made their way to me and smiled, “We bought this for you”, I gasped, “For me? You guys didn’t have to!”, after giving them a hug and an appreciative smile to Jason I opened the gift, inside I found a gift card for ‘Five Guys’ as well as a candle with my favorite scent, some bath bombs, some sheet face masks, and a book I told Jason I wanted to read

“You guys I love this! Thank you so much for my gift”, Jason smiled, “You’re welcome, mom needs some pampering too”, after putting everything in the bag and setting it on the coffee table I heard Daisy gasp before loudly saying “Harry! I’ve missed you!”, Otis and she made their way to where Harry was now kneeling to give them both a hug, he said hello to them and whispered something that had them both laughing before making their way to sit with Jason.

Daisy was the first to speak up, “Did you know Y/N had her baby?”, he grinned and nodded, “I did, do you guys want to see her?”, they both nodded excitedly and while Jason helped them settle on the couch, Harry went to grab Pippa from her bassinet in my room and then came back and handed her to me.

I kneeled in front of the kids and helped get Pippa settled on their laps before whispering, “What do you guys think huh?”, Otis was the first to speak up, “She’s tiny”, Jason laughed, “Well she was just born, she still has a lot of time to grow”, Daisy then asked me, “Can she come to my house and play someday?”

I smiled and nodded at her, “Of course! I bet Pippa will love to play with you two”, Jason leaned to get a better look at Pippa and then stood up and turned to look at Harry, “She has your dimple”, Harry gave him a small smile, “I know, it’s crazy we could see it since birth”, “Hey like father like daughter, eh?”, we laughed a little but deep down I hoped the kids hadn’t caught the comment, but they did, Daisy was the first to ask

“Daddy, is Harry Pippa’s dad?”, my heart started beating very fast, Jason kneeled in front of Daisy, who was holding Pippa before asking her, “Why do you say that honey?”, “Because you just said that he was her dad, and mom said her name is Pippa Styles, and he lives with Y/N, and you and mom used to live together when we were born too”, we smiled at her reasoning, Jason turned to look at us and asked if it was okay with us, Harry and I both nodded.

Jason turned to look at Daisy and smiled before answering, “Yes baby, Harry is Pippa’s dad”, Otis furrowed his brows before asking, “But Harry was mom’s boyfriend, she told us”, Jason squeezed his knee, “Harry and Y/N were together before your mom and him, and they love each other so much and decided to have a baby”, Daisy pipped in, “If they loved each other why was Harry with mom?”, I saw Harry tense next to me, I squeezed his arm and then kneeled next to Jason to answer, “Because we don’t choose who we love Daisy, and your mom and Harry loved each other”

Otis smiled at me, “But he loves you?”, I turned to look at Harry and smiled at him, “Yes, he does, and I love him too”, then Daisy asked, “But as a friend? Because mom and Harry love each other as friends”, I squeezed her knee, “We love each other a little more than friends Daisy girl”, they both seemed happy with the explanation and us three adults let out a breath, Pippa then started crying a little and I reached to pick her up.

Harry reached in for her and smiled, “Here, I’ll see what’s wrong”, I nodded and they both started making their way into the nursery and Jason followed me to the kitchen, “Y/N I’m so sorry”, I shook my head, “They’re kids, they were bound to ask, I’m just glad we came up with an easy enough explanation for them”, he nodded, “So… how are things going in between you guys?”, I smiled

“Things are going okay, we’re taking it pretty slow”, he smiled, “I’m glad, it’s nice to see you guys happy”, we grabbed the hot chocolate and cookies and made our way to the living room to be with the children when we entered, we saw that Harry was playing some games with them, “Daddy come play with us!”, Jason sat next to Otis while Daisy pulled me to her side. After a few rounds and a promise for us to meet soon Jason and the kids left, “That went well, didn’t it?”, Harry nodded and kissed my forehead, “It did”

December 29, 2021

Harry. New York City, New York. 3:45 PM.

Today was a gloomy sad day, because Gemma, Michal and my dad were flying back to London. My mum had decided to stay until after New Year’s but everyone else already had work commitments planned. We had decided we would eat lunch at Y/N’s apartment, and I would then drop them off at Newark Airport.

After eating an amazing lasagna my mum had made and enjoying the banana bread Y/N had baked we were now sitting in the living room enjoying a cuppa before we had to leave, Gemma had stolen Pippa since she finished feeding and hadn’t let anyone else hold her. I turned to look at the clock once again, I really didn’t want to, but we had to start preparing to leave. I turned to look at Gemma and gave her a sad smile

“Gem…”, she whimpered and snuggled Pippa a little more while shaking her head, my mum awed and went in to kiss her forehead, “Baby you don’t want to lose your flight, do you?”, she shook her head again, “I don’t want to”, my mom squeezed her arm again, Gemma cleared her throat before she continued speaking, “I have waited for so long to meet her and it hurts my heart to know we will be so far away from her and Y/N and H”

A pang on my chest had me coming to sit near her and Y/N to kneel in front of her, I could see the tears in her eyes too, “We will miss you too, so much Gem, but I promise, we will see each other very very soon”, Gemma sniffled, “She will be so grown up, what if she forgets who I am?”, I reached in to squeeze her arm

“Why on Earth would you think something like that huh? You are unforgettable, and we will both make sure that she knows and never forgets who you are Gem”, she nodded and kissed Pippa’s forehead before she handed her to my mum and pulled Y/N in for a hug, they stayed like that for a few minutes before they pulled back laughing and tearing up.

Gemma then stood up and pulled me into a hug, she kissed my cheek before whispering, “I’ll miss you, you bugger”, I laughed, “I’ll miss you too pest”, she gave me an extra hard and long squeeze before she spoke up, “Take care of the three of them, but especially of the love of your life yeah? I believe in your love story”, I kissed her temple again, “I will Gem”

We pulled back and Michal pulled me into a quick hug, when we pulled back my dad had just finished saying goodbye to Pippa and he handed her to Gemma and made his way to me, he pulled me into a hug and then said to me, “I’m proud of you Harry, you have done such a great job, I cannot wait to see my little grandbaby again, I love you son”, I gave him a squeeze, “I love you dad, we’ll miss you”

Gemma as holding Pippa in a half sitting position in front of her, “Now listen to me baby bestie, you may grow up, but please for the love of God, don’t grow up too fast, and please be an angel to your mumma and a little devil for your dad”, we all laughed at her comment, she sniffled again, “I’ll miss you so much baby girl”, she then kissed her cheeks and Pippa let out a squeak.

Gemma handed Pippa to Y/N and turned to hug my mum again before pulling back and hugging Y/N, while she grabbed her bag I walked to where she was standing and ran a hand down her cheek, “I’ll be back soon yeah?”, she nodded, I kissed Pippa’s head and then turned to look at Y/N who pulled me in for a quick kiss, which definitely surprised me but I wasn’t going to deny her, she pulled me into a hug before whispering to me, “Please be careful yeah?”

We pulled back and I gave her a peck for good measure, “I love you two, so much”, I then turned to hug my mum and made my way to the door where everyone was waiting, we waved goodbye and felt for the airport, and although I was dreading leaving my family at the airport, I wish time would speed up so I could go back to my girls.

December 31, 2021

New York City, New York. 11:45 PM.

I had forgotten how much I loved spending New Year’s in New York, the excitement and buzz could be felt all over the streets and people were extra nicely as a way to make sure they could have a great end of the year. After Gemma left, we had asked Anne to come stay with us until she left, she reluctantly agreed so as of right now Anne occupies the guest room, Pippa and I are still in my bedroom and Harry is sleeping in a cot in the nursery.

Although I was spending this New Year’s just as last one, it was so different, takeout from Sugarfish, a box of Levain cookies, and a bottle of Thomson & Scott’s 'Noughty', but instead of tears and heartbreak I have a tiny baby cuddled to my chest and the love of my life back with me.

We had facetimed Gemma and Michal, and Harry’s other family a few hours ago and now, we were watching the NBC special and waiting for the ball to drop, Pippa was latched feeding, and I was so thankful Anne was so understanding and didn’t mind I was feeding Pippa while we were all reminiscing on what this year had been for us.

Anne was now cuddling Pippa and Harry was in the kitchen pouring some sparkling wine and grapes for us to eat, when he came back to the living room, he handed each of us a glass and bowl with grapes and he came to sit next to me, Anne turned to look at us and gave us a smile, “Wanna hold her?”

I nodded and she did to, standing up to hand me Pippa, I smiled and kissed her cheeks before whispering, “Hi tiny miss, are you going to be my New Year’s kiss?”, Harry pouted, “I wanted to be your kiss”, Anne and I both laughed before I spoke up, “Baby gets first dibs on everything H”, he grumbled but agreed cuddling into Anne.

And as the countdown began, I was reminiscing how this year had been so crazy and special, and how excited I was for what was to come next year, the tv presenters were screaming, “3…2…1… Happy New Year!”, I pulled up Pippa to my face and whispered, “Happy New year tiny miss, we will have so much fun this upcoming year”, then nuzzled her neck before kissing her cheeks, I pulled back and saw Harry smiling at us, I handed him Pippa and then went to hug Anne

“Happy New Year darling girl, I know this year we’ll be the best for you”, I smiled, “Happy New Year Anne, here’s to us sharing many more adventures”, we pulled back and Harry handed her Pippa, he then made his way to me, pulling me from my waist, I then placed my hand on his chest, he smirked at me, “Will you let me kiss you now? For good luck”

I laughed a little before tapping my chin in thought, “For good luck you say?”, he nodded, “Well then, for the sake of good luck, you can kiss me on the corner of my lips”, he pouted, “Just the corner?”, I nodded, “Just the corner mister”, he huffed and rolled his eyes before smiling and ever so slowly coming down to place a kiss on the corner of my lips, when he pulled back he gave me a smile.

We called Jeff, Glenne, Mitch, and Sarah to wish them a Happy New Year, and after cheering and drinking our wine, and eating our grapes Anne said goodnight to us and Pippa, Harry and I sat down on the couch, lay smiles on our faces while we I ran a hand down Pippa’s back, all of a sudden, he cleared his throat

“Wanna know the first item on my 2022 to-do list?”, I nodded, and he handed me a piece of paper, when I read it, I smiled, Harry’s 2022 To-Do List: 1. Take the prettiest girl out on a date, I wanted to tease him so I turned and told him, “I don’t think Pippa is old enough to go on a date yet”, he let out laugh at that, then signaled for me to give him the list again.

After I handed it back to him, he smiled, scribbled something, and gave it back to me, I read it again, Harry’s 2022 To-Do List: 1. Take the prettiest girl out on a date, 1. Take the prettiest mum of the prettiest girl out on a date, I smiled and turned to look at me, he cleared his throat before speaking up, “So, will you go on a date with me?”, I bit my lip and nodded in agreement, he then kissed my cheek and whispered to me, “I’ll text you the details later on darling”

I smiled, “I cannot wait”, while I finished feeding Pippa Harry finished loading the dishwasher and turned off all the light, we then made our way into my room where we placed Pippa on her cot after changing her diaper, after we both stood up I started following him to the door when I tapped his shoulder, and as soon as he turned I placed a kiss in his lips, one he did not hesitate to return, before pulling back and whispering

“As much as I would love to kiss you endlessly, I want to make things right this time”, I nodded, “Well then, good night, H”, he squeezed my hand before letting it go and whispering to me, “Sweet dreams baby”

January 4, 2022

Harry. New York City, New York. 7:30 PM.

I was shaking with excitement while I got ready, earlier today I had texted Y/N the details on our date and my heart had been beating so fast since then, I unlocked my phone once again and returned to our conversation, the excited butterflies making themselves known again

To Baby 🤍 (9:30 AM): I’ll pick you up at 8

From Baby 🤍 (9:31 AM): So excited! What should I wear?

To Baby 🤍 (9:32 AM): You’ll look beautiful in whatever you wear, but knowing you, it is a formal casual place

From Baby 🤍 (9:33 AM): I’ll see you then handsome

I had been pulled to some meetings and in order to not disturb Pippa or Y/N I had come to my apartment to work and get ready, on my way there I stopped at one of my favorite flower shops and got her a bouquet, once I parked on the building I went up to her floor and knocked on the door and smiled when I saw my mum holding Pippa

“Hello, my chunky girl, oh daddy has missed you so much today”, my mum smiled and grabbed the flower while handing me Pippa so I could cuddle her, we closed the door and made our way to the living room, “She was a very good girl today”, I smiled, “Were you little love? Oh, that’s good darling”, while I was busy kissing her cheek, I could hear footsteps coming into the living room.

When I turned, I felt the air leave my lungs, “Holy cow, you look so beautiful”, Y/N smiled at me, “You look so handsome yourself H”, I made my way to kiss her cheek and give her a hug, my mum then handed me the flowers and I turned to offer them to her, she smelled them before smiling, “This are beautiful, thank you H”, I nodded, “Shall we?”, she nodded, handed Pippa to my mum and kissed her forehead, I did too, Y/N grabbed her bag and turned to look at my mum, “I left the bottles pumped for you, and we set the bassinet in your room along with the little cart I have with all her essentials yeah?”, my mum smiled at her and squeezed her arm, “Darling we’ve got everything under control, you two just go and have fun”

We both said our goodbyes and made our way to my car, once we got in Y/H turned and gave me a smile, “Where are we going?”, I wiggled my eyebrows, “It’s a surprise darling”, I shifted the gears and started driving down the streets of New York, every once in a while, I turned to look at my girl and my heart felt giddy to be here with her.

A few minutes into the drive I ventured to place my hand on her knee hoping I wouldn’t freak her out, to my surprise she grabbed my hand and squeezed it with hers, which then prompted me to pull her hand up and kiss it, soft music playing in the car; about twenty minutes later I parked in front of a tall building, I got out of the car and went to open up her door.

She looked at the building in curiosity, I grabbed her hand and we headed to the door, when I opened it I turned around to see her face and my heart started beating faster when I saw her smiling, “Harry… what is this?”, we started walking, “This is an art gallery that belongs to Enrico, a friend of mine I met in Italy, he is a traveler photographer and lent me the space for us to have our date”

Enrico had displayed pictures from all of his world travels, Africa, India, Antarctica, Vietnam; you name it, he’s been there, in the middle of the room I had set up a picnic with some pizza and non-alcoholic wine, a box of chocolate covered strawberries hidden in the basket; after we finished looking at the photos we sat down to eat

“God H this pizza is good”, I laughed, “Hidden gem, maybe I’ll share it with you someday”, I offered her a bite from my slice, and she took it, then she scooched her pillow closer to mine, “Tell me a secret”, I looked at her in surprise, “A secret?”, she nodded, “Uhm okay, let’s see… oh I know!”, I sat up a little before continuing

“When I went to Italy to finish filming ‘My Policeman’ I drove to a little quaint village, Vicenza, and I rented a little Airbnb, and I met a lovely old couple, Allegra and Rodolfo, and they kinda adopted me for the time I was there, and she made me promise her that when I would return to Vicenza, I would bring my girlfriend”, she gave me a sheepish smile, “Well, she must be a lucky girl huh?”

I laughed with her, “And you? Tell me a secret”, she started humming, before she let out a laugh before clearing her throat, “When we broke up, I started looking into some hobbies to do, and one day, I found an ‘Ire Pottery Class’, during a few weeks they asked us to craft something that depicted our emotions and then we painted it, and on the last class we went to one of those places where you break things and destroyed our creations, it felt so freeing to do so, and when I came home, I drank a whole bottle of rosé and cried my eyes out”

I reached in and ran a hand down her cheek, she nuzzled into my hand, and smiled at me. The next few hours were spend eating strawberries and wines while talking about anything and everything, when she started yawning, I told her we should head back home, she nodded and reached down to pick up everything we had used.

After making sure that everything was clean and the lights were off, we locked the gallery and made our way to the car, when we got in, she plugged in her phone and I smiled at the playlist she chose, a playlist we had made with songs we love, and sadly the ride went by too quickly, we arrived home and got up to the apartment.

When we got in, the lights were off and we found a note from my mum letting us know Pippa had gone down perfectly and she would take care of her until tomorrow, I walked Y/N to her room and we stopped at the door, she turned to look at me with a small smile.

I leaned in a little and whispered, “Can I please kiss you?”, she gasped, “On our first date?”, I laughed while I grabbed her waist and pulled her into my chest, “I really, really want to kiss you”, she leaned into my ear, “Then what are you waiting for?”, after she said this I grabbed her face and pulled her lips with mine, and everything that was missing suddenly came back to me.

I am not sure how much time passed before I pulled back and pressed my forehead to hers, we both let out some deep breaths before Y/N whispered to me, “Why don’t you sleep with me?”, I gave her a look wanting for her to confirm that she indeed wanted me to sleep with her, she pouted her lips before whispering, “Please?”, I smiled and nodded, following her into her room.

January 6, 2022

New York City, New York. 4:30 PM.

The day had come for Anne to fly back to London, the three of us had been pretty emotional over it, and after a lot of convincing, the four of us were on our way to the airport, I was sitting in the front while Anne was sitting in the back with Pippa, I was so happy that my little girl had such a loving grandma.

Sadly, we soon pulled into the terminal, we had agreed that I would walk Anne into the terminal just to make sure everything went okay, and Harry would stay with Pippa in the car, which meant they had said their goodbyes aback home with a lot of tears. Harry cleared his throat before turning to look at the back, “We’re here”

Anne nodded, tears in her eyes before she leaned into the car seat, “I’ll see you soon darling love, please don’t grow up too fast too soon yeah? And remember how much your Nana loves you”, she then placed multiple kisses in her cheeks and forehead, she then turned to look at Harry and leaned in to kiss his cheek, “Take race of them sweetheart”, Harry nodded and sniffled, “I will mum, thank you for being here”, she smiled, “I have loved being here”

She gave each one another kiss and got out of the car, I also got out and helped her bring her bags to the terminal, once we were inside we checked in and just before she went through security, we said our goodbyes, I sniffled and she squeezed me harder, “Thank you for being here with us, I will never ever be able to repay you for that”, “Darling, I was very happy to be here with you”

We pulled back and smiled, she cleared my tears, “Make that boy work for you darling, he needs to prove he deserves you”, I laughed, “I will, I’ll see you soon”, we gave each other a kiss and I waited until she passed before making my way to the car, when I got in I let out a sob and Harry gave me a teary smiles, “It’s just us now huh?”, I nodded, “As long as we’re together, everything will be okay��, he nodded and leaned in to kiss my forehead before turning to shift the gears so we could start the drive home and I started patting Pippa’s belly hoping to calm myself.

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