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kagiura-akira · 3 months

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not to spoil important scenes (tbh everyone who's read I'll Love You If You Let Me up to now knows what's going to happen anyway) but I wanna share my favorite disgustingly sweet bits of what I wrote today, 18+ bits removed for the most part cause that I won't spoil.

Oh yeah there's gonna be a nice resolution to "Kagi-sama" in a way, this last chapter

Important influential lyrics for reference, as well - I'm almost entirely working off this opening phrase to Morphine by Lights:

I had my first good dream

Now that you're haunting me

Here in between the sheets

Right where our two worlds meet

And the chorus:

We end up on the floor

You set my head free

I want you more and more

Don't wanna get clean

You're like morphine

Anyway, on with it. Sickeningly mushy kagihira romance snippets below the cut

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“Your bed or mine?” Hirano asked. “Birthday boy's choice tonight.”

Kagi looked back, his eyes flickering between the two beds even though he already knew his preference.

“Yours. I like being surrounded by you.”

Hirano groaned but not exactly in the way Kagi wanted him to. “God, you're so cheesy.”

Kagi snorted. “Yeah, but you love it,” he said, taking the hand in front of him and allowing himself to be pulled to his feet.

“Lucky for you.”

Kagi wrapped his arms around the shorter boy's waist to bring him closer for a gentle kiss. “Yeah, lucky me.”

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“What's wrong?” He tilted his head in confusion when Kagi hung back, hesitant to climb into the bed.

Standing at the head of the bed, Kagi looked down at him with fascination. He was too starstruck by the radiant elegance of his body, which was perfectly enhanced by the illumination provided by the streetlight shining in the window. His hair faintly reflected the light in the shape of a halo, as it so often did whenever he stood in the light.

Kagi wouldn't go so far as to call him an angel, but if the shoe fits...

Okay, yeah, maybe he would. His angel.

“Sometimes it's just hard to believe you're mine,” he finally said with teary eyes, not born out of insecurity but out of overwhelming happiness.

“Well, you should start believing it because you're stuck with me now,” Hirano laughed.

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“I love you,” Kagi withdrew from the kiss just to whisper those three heartfelt words. Unable to contain his feelings, he repeated them over and over like a mantra in between kisses as he worshipped Hirano's upper body with his mouth.

Hirano answered with his eyes instead of his words when Kagi glanced up at him. Deep ocean blue irises invited him into his heart as he looked at him through half-lidded eyes that swept Kagi away in an undercurrent he couldn't resist. Hirano gave a gentle squeeze of his hand and grabbed him by the chin to kiss him firmly, not allowing Kagi to pull away from the long kiss - a wordless confession that left Kagi breathless once he broke away. He trailed his fingertips over his bare chest, down his abs to trace the definition of Kagi's muscles again before he caressed the sides of the basketball player's lean torso, making him jump a little.

“Sorry, I forgot you're ticklish there,” he said with a small laugh.

“No you're not. You did that on purpose, Taiga-san. You like to tease me too much,” Kagi leaned back to look at him with a petulant expression, his cheeks puffing as he pouted.

“Only a little,” Hirano chuckled.

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“Taiga-san, you're sure you're okay with this? You're not just doing this for me, right?” he said apprehensively, his eyebrows knitted together and the corners of his mouth turned downward with concern. He felt guilty questioning his intentions when Hirano was doing something nice for him, but it was for his own peace of mind and genuine care for Hirano's feelings that he needed to make absolute sure Hirano wasn't forcing himself to do something he didn't want to.

“Can't it be both?” Hirano asked. He brought one hand up to rest on the back of Kagi's neck and the other up to cup his face, gently rubbing his thumb over the his cheek before threading his fingers in his hair to brush his it back away from his face.

Kagi nuzzled his head into his hand and turned to kiss his wrist gently. “I just want to make sure you aren't forcing yourself,” he said.

“Idiot, I wouldn't do it if I didn't want to.” Hirano retracted the hand petting his hair to pinch his cheek briefly, and Kagi let out a little yelp in protest. “Is it really so hard to believe I both want you and want to make you happy?”

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Kagi pushed back Hirano's sweat-drenched hair from his face to press their foreheads together while he caught his breath. He peppered sweet kisses of gratitude over his face, landing back on his lips to press together in a long, unhurried kiss. He didn't care about the mess still covering Hirano's middle when he laid his upper body on him, pressing his ear to his sternum to listen his heart racing. It drummed against his ribcage with a rapid cadence that only ever happened under Kagi's influence - something that made the brunette proud. Hirano responded in kind by putting his hand to Kagi's heart, rubbing small circles over his chest as they communicated solely through the sounds of the rhythmic contraction and relaxation of the central muscle responsible for their very lives.

Lives that belonged solely to each other.

#hirano to kagiura #kagihira #kagiura akira #hirano taiga #my wips #Hrkg strawberry dreams universe #We made it to 4500 words today babyyy #I wrote my favorite parts so now I'm gonna be struggling with the date for a while #A lot of prose to make up for the sinful debauchery in between all that

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vex91 · 4 months

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Miyawaki Sakura - Now you have me

Pairing: Miyawaki Sakura x Female Reader

Fandom: IZ*ONE / Le Sserafim

Requested by: Anonymous

Request: havnt seen much of sakura miyawaki around 😞😞 so may i request smth with her and the reader where the reader overworks themselves on accident and she noticed obviously and it just gets worse and she find out later. just fluff and angst for my girl :(

Summary: Due to your past experiences with people you tended to keep your problems and struggles to yourself which wasn't right for Sakura.

A/N: I really need Sakura in my life like rn😀

3rd's POV

You

I'm sorry love but I won't make it to our date later. I'll make it up to you :(

Sakura sighed as she looked at the message.

Love💕

It's okay love, take care ❤

She send it and turned off her phone as she let her head fall against the couch with a groan. Chaewon looked at her from the kitchen "What is it? Y/N still unavailable?" The question made Sakura groan louder "Yeah, she's probably working on something from her work again" She answered already used to you canceling on her because of your work. You had a bad habit of getting too into your work. Sakura hated this part of you not because you didn't had time for her when you worked but because she was worried about your health. You often skipped meals and didn't sleep much and she hated that but you promised her to never let yourself get overworked too much.

"Again? When is this girl resting?" Yunjin who overheard the conversation chimed in "Probably never" The older member mumbled as looked at the ground. Chaewon noticed how worried Sakura has been of you, despite your promise she still worried that she may have missed you overworking yourself due to how busy she was with the group's promotions "How about you go to her place and spend the night there. Have some time with your girlfriend" Seeing how Sakura was about to protest due to their next day schedule Yunjin spoke before her "We'll cover for you tomorrow so don't worry, you deserve some rest and time with your girl" After giving it some thought Sakura finally agreed and thanked the girls before changing and leaving.

On her way to your apartment Sakura stopped at the restaurant you both often visited and got your favorite meal. Finally at your apartment she used the spare keys you gave her and let herself in quietly. The house was dark despite it still being early and the only light that could be seen was from your room. Sakura quietly walked into it and noticed your figure sitting in front of your desk, a big stack of papers next to you as you tiredly wrote something down. Your eyes were close to closing but you still forced them to open. You were a bit pale which worried Sakura as she wondered when was the last time you ate or slept.

"Love?" You turned around at the sound of her voice, a small smile falling on your lips when you noticed her "You're here? That's a nice surprise" You said as you hugged her tightly. Your girlfriend caressed your hair as she hummed "Yeah, I missed you and I was worried. How long were you working?" You looked away from her at the question and that gave Sakura all the answers she needed to put all your work stuff away despite your protests.

"Listen here Y/N, you are going to sleep right now and when you wake up we're gonna warm up the food and eat it together. You're gonna continue your work tomorrow" You wanted to protest but you knew that there was nothing that would made you win when Sakura got so serious so you just quietly nodded as you layed down with her. The comfort of your bed immediately made you relax and you couldn't help but close your eyes as Sakura held you. You had to admit, you needed that after all that work.

Sakura watched happily as you slowly fell asleep, relieved that you were with her resting. Before she let herself also fall asleep she mumbled into your hair.

"You don't have to take all the work and stress on yourself love. Now you have me to be there for you and help you. Rest well, I love you"

#vex writes #le sserafim x reader #le sserafim reactions #iz*one x reader #izone x reader #iz*one reactions #izone reactions #miyawaki sakura x reader #miyawaki sakura

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fluffyhare · 2 months

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Like Real People Do, Part 6! ♡ (Casper x Avery)

☁️ Summary: Casper prepares for the second part of Avery's tickle session, but Avery has other plans!

☁️ Warnings: Lee!Casper, Ler!Avery. Pretty foot-focused (full disclosure, I'm not really a feet person, but I can get into it as a tickle spot sometimes!). Lots of teasing as usual, plus clinical teasing. Very fluffy and emotionally intimate. A bit emotional at the end.

☁️ Author's Note: I wrote this in an unexpected fit of passion, and I'm feeling a lot of things right now. Sorry if the tone is unpredictable, and sorry if it isn't enjoyable to read. I wasn't expecting to write one of these today.

This is a series now!

Part 1

Part 2

Part 3

Part 4

Part 5

Part 6 *you are here

Part 7

If you just got here and want to know more about my characters, you can read my comic starting right here!

“Here. Don't wear your voice out, okay? Gotta stay hydrated if we're gonna keep going.” I handed Avery a strawberry La Croix.

“Thanks. I never knew laughing could be so tiring! Then again, I don't think I've ever laughed so much at once,” he mused, taking a small sip of his drink.

“It can be a workout, for sure. Especially if you're super ticklish in a lot of different places. Sometimes I don't realize how thirsty I am until I get a break.”

“Where are your tickle spots, Casper?”

I froze as Avery leveled that same intense, innocent gaze at me that he did at the top of the Ferris wheel, when he asked me if we were on a date. This time, though, there was something challenging about him – something impish and expectant.

I cleared my throat. “Ahh- well, um… you've already found a few of them,” I offered, not meeting Avery's eyes. It was through no small effort that I sometimes managed to say the word out loud, but I was NOT discussing spots. No way, no how.

“Hmm… I did get quite a nice reaction from your ribs and neck, it's true… but I get the feeling those aren't your favorite spots. I want to know the spots you really like.”

I was starting to turn red again.

“Even if I could tell you, I wouldn't!”

“Hehe… are you suggesting that I should find out for myself?” He lilted, grinning deviously now.

“N-no! Look, this is your session, not mine. You're the lee, I'm the ler, you can't just-”

“Ah ah ah… but I thought you said you were a switch? And, what is power if it's never challenged~?” He set his soda can on the nightstand.

“WAIT! Avery dohohon’t- ahhhh!” I tried to back away from him, just for him to grab my ankle and drag me back to the top of the bed. In one swift motion, he turned and trapped my leg under his arm, one hand gripping my ankle. I couldn't see what his other hand was doing, but I had a few guesses.

“WAHAHAIT!” I squealed, squirming uselessly. He was so strong, I might as well have been strapped down. My fingers dug into the bed. No amount of struggling was going to save me, now.

“Why are you laughing, Casper? Is something funny? I haven't even touched you, yet. Surely you're not laughing at me… because that would end very badly for you.”

“No, I wahahasn’t!”

“Hmm… human feet have more nerve endings than most other places on the body, did you know that? Your soles are so rarely touched with any kind of precision – I wonder what would happen if I just…” He stroked one of his ultra-plush fingertips down the length of my socked sole.

“Pffffhehehehe!” I covered my face as I laughed up at the ceiling.

“Oh, I see… very sensitive. Ticklish, even.” Avery giggled, and even though I couldn't see his face, I could feel him smirking. My ears burned, but the urge to fight back surged forward.

“Oooh, when I get out of this, you are so fucked, cloud boy.” I regretted it before the words had even left my mouth.

“Tsk, such language!” He admonished, and without warning, scribbled all five fingertips up and down my trapped sole.

“AHAHAHA STAAHAHAHAHAP!” I cried, trying to brace my other foot against the bed and push myself free. It was no use.

“I don't hear any tapping, sunshine. You know what to do if you want it to stop,” he taunted. “I've never seen human feet up close. Let's take this sock off, shall we?” Avery grabbed the toe of my sock, slowly pulling it off my foot.

“No no no NO AVERYYY don't take my sock off pleheheheaase!”

“Why not? Is your little human foot too ticklish without– Oooh–! Your toes are so cute…” He trailed off, genuine fascination in his voice. He began to pinch, pull, and gently wiggle my toes, examining them with his damnably soft fingers. I squeaked through my laughter; my feet had never been a particularly bad spot for me, or so I thought, until that moment.

“DOHOHON'T- AHAHAhahaha!” I squealed, curling my toes as tightly as I could. I kicked my free foot against the bed, channeling my ticklish energy.

“Oh, don't curl them up, I barely got to look at them! Your nails are blue as the sky, they're so pretty… is it paint? Do you paint them yourself?” He'd stopped tickling, and his curiosity was so sweet, I couldn't help but indulge him.

“Aheh… yes… I paint them myself.” I doubted Avery had ever seen himself blush, otherwise he might have known that I painted my toenails the same color as his flushed face.

“I’d like to look a bit longer… will you uncurl your toes for me, please?”

“Oh, god, stop being so sincere… you're killing me,” I groaned, reluctantly relaxing my foot.

I felt Avery inspecting my toes again, moving them back and forth, then side to side as I endured the uncontrollable giggles. When I focused, I was pretty good at staying still while being tickled, even while laughing. Unexpectedly, though, he wiggled his fingertips under my toes, scritching in the delicate valleys beneath and between them. I curled again; I couldn't help it.

“PFFF hahahahaha! Nohohot thehehehere!” I laughed, instinctively trying to pull my foot back.

“Hehe, sorry… they looked so soft there, I just couldn't resist.” He finally let me go. I immediately pounced on him, wrapping my arms around his body.

“Hehehey!” He laughed as I squeezed him, nuzzling my head against his chest. “Aww! What happened to all that fire from earlier, dewdrop? I thought I was in sooooo much trouble?” He chuckled, stroking my short hair.

Perhaps it was overstimulation, or simply the basic need for a quiet moment, but I didn't respond – and I could tell Avery understood. A comfortable silence fell between us as I laid against him, listening to the rush of wind and gentle rainfall beneath his chest.

Avery's fingers gently twirled locks of my hair.

The AC unit hummed, the humidifier whispered.

Far-off crickets chirped in the night, and a bit farther, the sound of waves breaking on the shore.

I closed my eyes.

Sea glass glittering, reflecting the moon beneath the waves.

Immobile, silent fish sleeping in their schools beneath the harbor.

Palm leaves waving their long fingers in the gentle night breeze.

I inhaled.

Lavender, books, rain, stone.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

“Casper?”

“Yeah?”

“Are you falling asleep?”

“I don't know. Maybe.”

Avery pulled the blanket over us, sinking down to lay his head on my pillow.

“You can sleep right here if you want, sunshine. I don't mind.”

There was a faint electrical buzz, and the light in the room went out.

“Heh… neat trick.”

“Being a cloud comes in handy, sometimes.”

“I love you, Avery.” My voice cracked.

“Oh, dewdrop.” He pulled me closer. “I love you, too.”

#tickle fic #tickle fluff #tickling community #casper and avery #like real people do #fluffylore #writing #my fic #romance #tickling #ocs #my ocs

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dearestro · 1 month

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Oh Baby! Part 2

Warnings: Sick baby, bodily fluids, innuendos, and crude language. Sorry if I missed anything!

Disclaimer: I know nothing about healthcare, diseases, etc. I read a case file on the internet about the disease I wrote about. Almost everything I wrote (symptom and disease wise) I got from the internet, so I apologize if I messed up.

Summary: The first month has been bliss. Unfortunately, all good things must come to an end...

Part 1 Part 3 Part 4 Coming Soon...

Your Pov

It had been about an hour and a half since House stole James away to do who knows what. The baby was sleeping peacefully in her crib, I had it pulled up next to the bed so that I could keep an eye on her while I watched a little tv. It was some dumb soap opera, one of the ones that House likes. I had the subtitles on and put it on mute so as not to wake the baby. I had almost fallen asleep when James came in.

“You’re back?” I asked as I struggled to keep my eyes open. He nodded and sat beside me on the bed. “Did you have fun?” I smiled and took his hand in mine.

“About as much fun as you can have when you’re being berated by your ‘best’ friend.” I chuckled at his response.

“House is a handful. But he’s family.” James raised a brow at my sentiment.

“You know I don’t seem to remember either one of us being related to him, and I know we didn’t adopt him, so I’d say calling him family is…a stretch to say the least.” I smiled softly.

“Come on, babe. Like it or not, you care for him. And he, in his own way, cares for us.” I stroked my thumb over his knuckle as he shook his head and laughed lightly.

“I suppose.” We sat watching the shitty soap for a few seconds before he turned to me. “I spoke to the doctor. They want us out by five.” I frowned as I glanced at the clock. It was almost two.

“We still need to name her.” I sat up to get a better look at the sleeping baby while James nodded.

“I know…I still think y/n is a fantastic name.” I gave him a look. “But I suppose we could go over our options again.” He said hastily. “Let’s see, before the birth…we landed on Ivy or Charlotte. Any thoughts?” He whispered to me as we both stared in awe at our little miracle.

“I don’t know, neither of those sound right anymore now that she’s here.” I whispered back as I rested my head on his shoulder. “They sound more like a middle name.” We continued to think in silence when there was a knock on the door. I furrowed my eyebrows as we weren’t expecting anyone. “Come in?”

“Hi I have a delivery for a Mrs. y/n Wilson.” He brought in a vase of roses and looked down at the baby. “Congratulations.” He said before leaving. I moved to look at the flowers and found a small card in it was written ‘Congratulations Sweetheart you did it! Love your Jamey.” I smiled before looking towards James in curiosity. He looked down, blushed, and rubbed the back of his neck.

“Those were supposed to come yesterday while I was out with House.” I smiled and brought his face closer so I could kiss him.

“I love them. Roses are my favorite. That’s what you got me on our first date.” I sighed happily at the memory that seemed so long ago. He laughed lightly.

“I know, I was so nervous that day. Scared you would change your mind about going out with me.” I shook my head.

"Never." I stared at the beautiful flowers. And then, as cheesy as it sounds, it suddenly dawned on me... "How about Rosie?" I turned my head to look James in the eyes. He smiled.

"Rosie Charlotte Wilson?" I grinned at his suggestion.

"I love it." I said as I rested my head on his shoulder once again. He kissed my hairline.

"I love you."

It had been about 20 days since we were discharged, and James had gone back to work a few weeks ago. Rosie and I were at home relaxing, me watching tv with her asleep in the portable cradle. I heard the lock twist and turned to see James get home.

"How are my ladies?" I shushed him softly and pointed to the crib. "Right, sorry!" He whispered before coming over and pecking me on the lips. "I'm gonna go change, and then I'll be right back." I nodded and watched as he made his way to our bedroom before turning back to the tv.

After a few minutes, I felt a weight next to me on the couch before an arm wrapped around my shoulders. I leaned my head on his shoulder.

"How was your day?" I whispered, eyes still trained on the tv.

"It was...uneventful." He sighed. "I wish I was here with you two." He leaned his head on top of mine. I chuckled lightly.

"You're lying. No way was it 'uneventful' you work with House." He chuckled. "Besides, here was truly uneventful. Little miss over there only eats, sleeps, and poops." I said sarcastically.

"Sounds like someone's a little bored." He laughed. "Maybe I should ask Cuddy for some time off, tell her you need help with the baby." I shook my head.

"You took time off for the birth. Besides, people need you."

"Yeah, my wife and my baby." He kissed my temple as I just smiled. We sat in silence just enjoying each other's company and watching the tv.

That was until cries erupted from the crib. "I'll get her." James picked up our baby and bounced her gently. "Someone must be hungry!" He laughed.

"No, it can't be that...I just fed and burped her before putting her down." I furrowed my eyebrows as he handed her over. However, I dropped the one side of my shirt just in case. I tried to see if she would latch, but she kept fussing.

"Maybe she needs changed?" James asked before taking her back from me. "Don't worry. Daddy's got you, princess." He soothed as he layed her down and checked her diaper. "Ooh. Blow out." I looked over to see her diaper full of diarrhea. "Honey, you want to grab some more wipes?"

"On it." I said before hurrying to the baby's room. I ran back with the wipes and anything else I thought we might need and set them next to James before kneeling next to them to help.

"Here, hold her legs up?" I took her squirming ankles from James before placing my other hand on her stomach, trying to hold her still as she continued to scream and cry.

"Something's not right, James." I said as I furrowed my eyebrows. "She shouldn't be fussing this much. It sounds like she's in pain." I could hear the fear in my own voice and automatically put my hand onto her cheek to try and soothe the crying infant. "James. She's burning up!" Upon feeling the heat on her cheek, I moved my hand to her forehead to make sure. He quickly finished changing her diaper before feeling her forehead for himself.

"It’s-it's probably nothing." He said, but I could hear the edge in his voice. "I'll call the pediatrician, though. Stay with her while I get my phone?" I nodded as he got up to get his cell, but she started coughing. I picked her up, trying to burp her, but when nothing came out, I called for James.

"Jamey! She's coughing, but nothing's coming out!" He came back to the living room and took her from me to evaluate her further. His face went pale.

"She's choking! Call 911!" He urged as I grabbed his phone and dialed the number. I explained to the operator what was happening as James laid her on his thigh and started pounding on her back to get her to cough whatever it was up. I tried to remain calm while talking to the woman, but I could feel the hot tears run down my face as I watched my husband hit my choking baby. I choked back a sob as the woman told me an ambulance would be there as soon as possible.

James continued to strike her back as we both cried. Suddenly, she coughed. He turned her over to see what it was, and we were met with a cascade of bloody phlegm before the door was slammed open and the paramedics took over. James was pushed back and quickly took me in his arms as they worked on our baby. Everything seemed to go silent as my knees buckled and my vision blurred.

"It’s-it's gonna be-be ok." He choked out as he held me.

#dr wilson x reader #dr wilson x you #james wilson x reader #james wilson x y/n #james wilson x you #fanfic #fanfiction #james wilson #james wilson fanfiction #house md #house md fanfiction #rsl #robert sean leonard

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avatarskywalker78 · 5 months

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🤡😈 🎃🤯

🤡 What's a line, scene, or exchange you've written that made you laugh?

“You know me better than that.” Apollo said, finally shuffling over so he could hug his boyfriend. “I mean it, you know, this is a great hoodie - though I’ve never seen you wear it before.” “I only where it when I feel like being really casual.” Klavier explained, sliding an arm around him and holding him close. “Though I suspect I will not get it back now.” “I’ll return it on weekends.” Apollo said solemnly. “Thank you.”

This is from my Klapollo fic a part of you which was an amusing fic in general to write, and I loved this exchange - Klavier has lost custody of his hoodie and it's hilarious.

😈 Has there been a point in a story where you did something just to be playfully mean to your readers?

I enjoyed writing looking for america (coming through your schools), the first part of my Nicky Connors series - it was the first one I wrote and the first in the series...but not the first chronologically, which meant I got to sprinkle in things that aren't gonna be explained for a while, and it was great fun.

🎃 Do you write fics for certain holidays? Which is your favorite holiday inspired fic?

In a way? In the sense that I will set a fic during a holiday - mainly Halloween, to be honest - but it's not often specifically for a holiday, it's just that I think it would make a good setting. But I did enjoy writing i want to learn (from you), my Segdam fic, because I've always loved the concept of a human trying to explain (commercial) Halloween to a non-human because like...once you break it down it is kind of funny.

🤯 What's a genre you struggle with as a writer (ex. romance, action, etc.)?

I do find action difficult, especially when I'm trying to write fight scenes for fics, like with my Cobra Kai ones because I've never fought anyone, and I end up having to rewatch fight scenes several times...but also romance as well as I have no experience of that either. I've never dated anyone and even most of my crushes are on fictional characters, so while I love writing couples the actual romance part can be awkward, especially kissing scenes. But the last few months I have been trying to branch out and finding different ways to show romance, which has been interesting.

Fic writer ask game

#Answering my asks #Thanks for asking!#Fic writer ask game

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let-them-read-fics · 3 years

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Blackpink Reaction To Their S/O Struggling W/ Drug Addiction

Warnings / Misc. -- ⚠️ Sensitive Topic ⚠️, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff

A/N: Hey everyone! This request covers a sensitive topic that I haven't been personally exposed to, but I hope that I do it justice. I did my best to handle it with care and be as realistic as possible. Let me know what you think!

PS -- I didn't specifically name any substances or describe them in too much detail; I wanted to leave you room to picture whatever you had in mind, especially if you happen to be struggling irl.

👩 Also, I wrote this as Fem!Reader because nothing was specified. I hope that's alright, anon! Thank you for your patience :)

♡ Happy Reading ♡

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Jisoo

Discovered it after a few weeks of dating

She's amazing at reading people, so she had sensed that you were struggling with something; she just didn't know what.

She wanted to wait for you to tell her about whatever it was, but one fateful day she witnessed something that explained it all.

It wasn't meant to happen; she wasn't meant to see you like this. But, as fate would have it, Jisoo stumbled across something she never saw coming.

Her footsteps grow louder as she walks her way through the house, peeking her head into various rooms in search of you. The two of you invited some of your mutual friends over, and they've all been curious as to where you slipped away to earlier.

"Baby, are you in here? Everyone's wonder--"

The sound of the latch clicking out of place makes your heart drop and sets you into motion. Before you have enough time to fully react, though, Jisoo opens the bathroom door to find you sitting on the ground, attempting to shove a foreign substance into a plastic baggy.

Your hands make quick work of moving it out of view and sitting up on your knees, but she picks up on what's going on. Her eyes land on the material as you shift it behind your body, looking up at her with wide eyes.

"Jisoo--" Tears are already beginning to work their way into your eyes, slightly blurring your vision. Too many people have walked out on you after witnessing this, and the thought that she might go too is overwhelming.

She keeps her tone level as she steps into the room and quietly shuts the door behind herself. "Y/N, please explain yourself."

"I-I'm sorry Jisoo, I should've told you sooner." You shakily say, bringing a hand up to swipe away the few tears that've already leaked out. It's not usually like you to get so emotional so quickly, but seeing the pained look on her face is reason enough.

"Come here," she utters, plopping down next to you and pulling you up against her body as she leans back on the side of the tub. Her fingers rub soothing circles on your back while you rest your head on her shoulder, lightly dampening the material of her shirt with your tears. "I'm not mad at you for this, but I need you to tell me about it. I want to help you, my love. I can't watch you hurt yourself like this."

"Okay. Just promise you won't go," you softly say, the syllables of your words breaking here and there from the raw emotion you feel.

"I'm not going anywhere, Y/N." She presses a light kiss to your temple for reassurance, and her heart breaks when she feels your hands grip at her clothes out of habit. How many times have people told you that and still left you in your time of need? She cradles you in her arms, realizing just how fragile you are in your current state, and tells you to take your time.

With a steadying breath, you begin to explain your struggles.

Road To Recovery

Constant check-ins

"Hey honey, we're at the studio now. Are you taking care of yourself for me?"

Helps you deal with the symptoms of withdrawal when they hit

Focuses on distraction and redirection as ways to help you cope

If you're at a party and feel tempted after seeing someone use, she leads you away to distract you from the urge

Helps you find safe alternatives

Celebrates the little victories

"Yes, Y/N, 4 and a half weeks clean is plenty reason to celebrate. Now mark it on the calendar and get over here so I can put this hat on you."

Playdates at your local dog café to keep your mind occupied (and bringing Dalgomie so he can make new friends, of course)

Takes you indoor skydiving. She wanted to find a way to give you an adrenaline rush while still being able to participate with you, so that was a happy medium. She battled her fear of heights to do that with you.

Not letting you lose hope if you relapse

"You're not a burden, and I'm not letting you give up on yourself. Not after all the progress you've made. I believe in you."

Accompanying you to rehab and recovery meetings, if you want her to

Bringing you your favorite snacks and candies when she picks you up

"I got you a little something," she smiles, leaning over the center console of the car to kiss your cheek. "You deserve a treat, baby."

Whenever you decide to tell everyone about your struggles and recovery journey, she's right next to you for support

Spends all the time she can with you

Early on, she would get really worried when you missed her calls or took a while to respond, but eventually she got over her fears to some degree

Still checks up on you when she's away for work

"Sorry for missing your call, Chu. Dalgom tried to kill me when I was giving him a bath and I couldn't get to the phone in time."

Overall, just a very proud girlfriend who sticks by you no matter what

After You've Recovered

Annual "recovery party" to commemorate your sobriety

Sometimes you invite the girls and your other friends, and sometimes you prefer to just spend the day at home with Jisoo

"Look at how far you've come, my love. I'm so proud of you."

♡♡♡♡♡

Jennie

She would be the only one who figured it out on her own. She picked up on the signs fairly quickly and always subtly helped steer you away from any potentially tempting situations

If you two watched a movie that happened to have a triggering scene in it, she always noticed how you'd look away and subconsciously tense up a bit

"Hey, babe. This movie's kinda boring; why don't we watch that new Netflix documentary instead?"

If the two of you were invited to parties that were likely to have a bunch of alcohol and drugs, sometimes she'd try to suggest staying in or doing something else instead

You eventually caught on to her diversion attempts, and sat down with her to have a talk.

"How long have you known?" You ask, pulling your legs up towards your chest as you sit back against the headboard of your California King.

"A few weeks," she starts, running a brush through her hair until it's untangled. Her damp locks stick to her shoulders as she approaches you, some strips slightly drier than others. "Were you ever gonna tell me?" She inquires softly, facing you as she sits down beside you on the bed.

"Of course, Jen. I'm sorry that I didn't tell you sooner, I just… I was on my own with it before you. I didn't have anyone to turn to because everyone left once they found out." Your confession makes her chest ache -- it's a physical, honest pain that she feels as she imagines you battling such an unforgiving foe with no one in your corner. She places a warm hand on your thigh to comfort you, knowing just how much her touch helps when you're upset. "Hey, it's okay. There's no point in worrying about that now. I know it's hard to open up, babe, so thank you for doing this. I'm here to listen, alright?"

"Thank you, Jennie. I don't know what I'd do without you."

"You'll never have to know, either, because I'm staying right here."

"I love you," you whisper, leaning forward to press a kiss to her lips.

"I love you, too," she sighs against you, preparing herself for the emotional night you're about to have. For now, she takes a moment to just pull you into her arms and rest her forehead against yours, finding comfort in your steady heartbeat.

"We'll start whenever you're ready."

Road To Recovery

Makes various arrangements to ensure that the media won't know of your struggles

Keeps things on lock, especially if you decide to remain private on the matter and not tell the world

If you make a public statement about it, she still does everything she can to keep you protected from the negativity. She knows first hand how tough it can be to deal with, so she never lets you face it alone

You both help each other work through things

"You're my rock, Y/N/N."

"And you're my world, Jen."

Takes care of you during bouts of withdrawal

Sings to you to calm you down and help you relax

Takes you to theme parks and rides all the big coasters with you so you can get a similar high that you did from the drugs. She gets to be clingy with you and spend the day having fun, so she doesn't mind it, and you enjoy it just the same.

Suggests fun activities for you to do together

"We should visit that pottery place tomorrow! I've heard a lot of good things about it."

You stick close together when you're in public, especially when paparazzi are near

Your presence helps with her anxiety, and you hold her close and tell jokes to keep her attention off of it

Random surprise celebrations waiting for you when you get home

"Hey Jen, I'm home." You announce, shrugging your coat off before hanging it up on the metal rack next to the front door.

"In here," she calls from the kitchen, effectively pulling you in with that sweet voice of hers. When you reach the doorway and peek in, a dumbstruck smile slowly parts your lips as you see the set up she constructed.

"Happy 3 Weeks" a multicolored banner reads, displaying the phrase above your dining room table where Jennie sits. "Surprise, honey," she says softly, glancing down at the cake she made for you as she scoots it closer. You approach the table and examine it, practically feeling your heart grow 10 sizes from the love you hold for your girlfriend.

"Is this why you left practice early?"

"Mhm," she nods, kissing your cheek before she reaches into a small gift bag next to her chair. "I'm so proud of you," she grins, sliding a thin, glittery headband into your hair. It has two springs attached to the top that bounce in every direction possible, surely making you look like a dork.

"God, I love you."

"You'd better keep that same energy after trying the cake. I think I might've added too much baking soda…"

You shake your head and pull her in, pressing kiss after kiss to her lips until she's grinning just as hard as you.

Going on adventures with Kuma and Kai

Especially to dog parks and other national parks

Helps you fill things out for rehab and doesn't let you get too stressed about it

Helps you regain confidence in yourself if you relapse

"This isn't the end, Y/N. You're strong, I know you can beat this."

Is right next to you through it all

After You've Recovered

Go on an annual vacation to get away from everything and celebrate your sobriety. You take the opportunity to escape the media and reconnect with each other

"Where to this year, Y/N? Bora Bora, maybe?"

Intimate celebration between the two of you on vacation, and then the girls throw you a party when you come back

♡♡♡♡♡

Rosé

You were really good at hiding your secret from people -- especially those that you care about most. You're always afraid that once they find out, they'll pack up and leave.

Rosé was one of the first to actually stay

She had been fairly oblivious to your struggles since you masked that side of yourself well, but one day the two of you attended a little get-together at your old friend's house, and your dirty laundry was aired.

"Bro, come on, let's play Truth or Dare!" One of your old friends says, perking up at the fact that he remembered the game even existed. He's already a little tipsy, but so are some of the others.

"I don't know, dude," you hesitantly start, missing the way that Rosé curiously raises a brow beside you.

"Come on, we'll keep it tame." Another person adds from the couch opposite you, their voice low. You recognize her as Cho, a sort of frenemy from your high school years. Something doesn't sit right for you with the hint of mischief that shines in her eyes, but your friends' pleas eventually push the feeling away and you relent.

"Fine, but if Austin gets dared to do some dumb shit like last time I'm dropping out."

"Like what?"

"Like what?" You ask back, disbelief evident in your voice. "Are you forgetting the fact that I had to bail you out after you got arrested for streaking down the neighborhood?"

"Okay, fair point," Austin holds his hands up in surrender. "Just a few rounds."

As everyone's once boisterous laughter finally dies down into quiet chuckles, you turn to Rosé for a quick kiss. She reciprocates and holds you there for a few more seconds, loving the way your lips feel against her own. As you brush your nose against hers and garner a sweet giggle from her, Cho interrupts the moment with a phrase that makes your blood run cold.

"So, Rosé, has Y/N told you about the time she got arrested for drug possession? Word on the street is that she still can't shake her old habit..."

Rosie feels the way you tense up at the question and pull away from her, cringing at the exposure you just received. The room goes silent, enabling a pen to be heard if it were dropped.

"Hey," Austin goes to defend you, about to yell at her for bringing up such a difficult topic.

"It's fine, Austin," you say, sticking your hand out in front of him to keep him from approaching her. The last thing you want right now is a screaming match about your struggles.

Rosie finally speaks up after what feels like an eternity, turning to Cho to say, "No, but that's none of your business. And I strongly advise that you don't speak on her name like that again." She cuts her eyes at the other girl, sending an icy glare at her to show that she's serious before giving her attention to you again.

When a few tense moments pass with no one really saying anything, Jackson, the host, speaks up. "I think you need to go, Cho."

"Ah, what a shame. The fun was just starting," she mockingly pouts, stopping next to you on her way out the door. Rosé strokes the back of your hand to soothe you, tracing mindless patterns with her thumb until your shoulders relax and you look into her eyes. With Cho now gone, your friends decide to go out into the backyard and give the two of you some time to clear things up.

"So, I guess we should talk." You start, pulling your legs up onto the couch to sit criss-cross. She studies the way that you begin to nervously fidget and drop eye contact, and the sight breaks her heart.

"Your past is your past, Y/N, and I won't ever judge you for it. I wish she wouldn't have brought it up like that -- I really wish she didn't," she says, emphasizing the word to remind you of how upset she is with Cho, "But I can tell that you're still struggling. I want to help you get better, and I'll be here with you every step of the way, babe. You mean the world to me." She smiles sadly, trying not to think of how much it would hurt to lose you.

"Okay," you breathe out, accepting the honest help that she's extending to you. You've been burned and lied to in the past, but you trust Rosé to stay true to her word and assist you on the hard journey laid out before you. "Let's start from the beginning," you say, preparing yourself to retell your struggles from the moment they began all those years ago.

Road To Recovery

Takes care of you when withdrawal hits hard

Isn't afraid to take the day off if it's bad enough and she needs to

"Hey, Teddy. Tell everyone that I'll be staying home today, okay? I've already let the girls know, too."

Reassurance to the max

"You're doing amazing."

Is your shoulder to cry on when times get tough

On a weekend trip, the two of you snuck away to the beach to go cliff diving. It was a thrilling experience, and you'll always remember that day with her

Helps you find healthier alternatives to your addiction that can make the transition easier until you fully recover

"Baby, look at this." She says, repositioning her laptop so that you can see what she's looking at. The two of you are sitting on the bed, and her legs are stretched out over yours. "These herbs are safe to smoke and they can help with a lot of your troubles. These over here," she says, pointing to a section of the screen, "help with stress and anxiety. They make it easier to relax." You nod, logging the information in your brain as you run a hand over her smooth skin to keep yourself calm. It's a habit that both of you love. "Thank you, Rosie. Nobody's ever done anything like this for me." You say, keeping your head down as you remember all the people that have left you behind in your time of need.

"You'd do the same for me, and I'm happy to be here for you." She declares, holding one of your hands within both of her own. She cradles it delicately, just like she does your heart. "I'll do whatever it takes to make you feel my love. I'm not going anywhere, babe." She leans in, connecting your lips in a sweet kiss.

Keeps your spirits up if you relapse

"You're not a failure, Y/N/N. This is just a setback, and we're going to get through it together."

One of her friends told her about a fun art class that's supposed to help people in recovery let go of some of their resentment and negative feelings, so she brought it up and you agreed to go

It was structured in two parts:

Part 1: Everyone went out to an old car lot that had various old vehicles, electronics, and other things to smash up. Once you let loose and relieved some of your tension, you collected scraps of the things you destroyed.

Part 2: With the scraps you brought back, you were told to create any type of artwork you wanted -- whatever felt right. Collage, graffiti, scrapbook, etc. At the end of the class, you were informed of the driving message behind it: Though the negative feelings and aversions you dealt with in the past may have left you feeling broken, you never really were -- you've always had the power to piece yourself back together and continue on.

After You've Recovered

Taking a month off work every year to travel and experience new things together. Usually consists of going to another city (or even country) and exploring their art museums and other artistics outlets

The new experiences help remind you off all the reasons you want to stay sober, and they help her have new material for her songs

Lots of pictures and drawings to remember all of your adventures

Collect trinkets to hang up / display, especially around the holidays

The girls have a special celebration waiting for you when you return

♡♡♡♡♡

Lisa

She could tell something was wrong when your behavior started to change over the course of a couple weeks

She suspected other things, but after finding a substance in your bag while on a vacation trip, she was blind sided by the reality of the situation

"Hey Lis, have you seen my swimsuit?" You casually ask, strolling into your hotel bedroom in search of the item. "I thought I left it--"

Your words catch harshly in your throat, nearly making you choke from how quickly you cut yourself off. She's sitting on the edge of the bed with the baggy in her hands, and tears brim in her eyes.

"Fuck," you wince, closing your eyes as you put your face in your hands. "You weren't supposed to find out like this."

"Why didn't you tell me?" She asks, staring straight ahead, though her eyes don't focus on anything in particular. Knowing you hurt her is bad enough, but seeing her like this makes the pain even more evident.

"I was going to, I promise. But I've been trying to wean myself off of it," you begin to explain, slowly walking across the room until you're in front of her. You squat down and put your hands on her thighs, staying quiet until she meets your gaze. "I've tried to quit cold turkey in the past but it didn't go down well. I figured I could handle this on my own and not get you involved."

"Baby, I want to be involved. You've been different lately, and having you shut me out didn't help ease my fears. I want to be a part of this, okay? You can turn to me when you feel alone," she says through the occasional tears that roll down her cheeks, "It's my job to help you and keep you safe. So let me," she crouches down next to you as she says the last part, wrapping her arms around you when she notices your lip tremble. "I'm not gonna let this get between us," she says against your shoulder, reminding you of how strong her love for you is.

"I'm sorry I waited so long," your words are muffled against her shirt, but she can hear how the emotion in them changes your voice slightly.

"We have to start somewhere, and this is just as good a time as any. I'm right here, Y/N/N."

Road To Recovery

Sweet texts and reminders throughout the day

"Hey baby, have you eaten today? The girls and I miss you like crazy."

"Don't forget about your check-up tomorrow. I already told my manager that I'll be taking the day off, so I'm all yours 😉"

"*image attachment* Question: Do you think Lego would look cute in this or do you think Lego would look cute in this? Because he WOULD."

Stargazing trips to talk about how far you've come

Making treats for the cats together if you have a bad day

Sometimes your withdrawal leaves you with weird cravings, but she never hesitates to race to the store at any hour and snatch up your favorite treats

Learning how to cook together to keep you occupied and give you a hobby (plus she's always wanted to get better at it)

“If you fling that at me, I swear to God I'll--”

"Oops!"

"LISA!"

Day trips to random parks and open locations to have little photoshoots when she has free days

Once took you bungee jumping for the experience and adrenaline rush

Bringing you into the studio if you're having a hard time and don't want to be alone

Always listens to you and shows how much she cares

Opts out of events if she suspects that drugs will be there to tempt you (considering you're always her plus one)

You still send her to enjoy herself at the events without you sometimes, though it does take a lot to convince her to leave you at home

"Okay, okay! But we're binging that new show when I get back."

Makes you laugh often and cheers you up when you need it most

She's your sunshine

After You've Recovered

Considering that you're her muse and she's the artist that she is, she hatched a plan early on to document your journey to recovery

"One more, babe. Just like that." She instructs, holding the camera up to her eye one final time. "Perfect."

"Alright, close your eyes and turn around." She commands while returning to the coffee table that sits in the middle of your living room. Her hands make quick work of putting the finishing touches on her gift for you while you patiently sway and hum to whatever song is stuck in your head at the moment.

"Annnnnd done!" She shouts, approaching you with a wide smile tugging at her lips as she holds the book out in front of herself. "It's a photo album. I started it the day you told me you wanted to try and get better," she says, smiling softly as she slowly walks you through the beginning pages of the book. "I thought it would be nice to see how far you've come," her eyes remain glued to the pictures she took as she continues flipping, and she fails to realize that you're staring at her now.

"I'm so in love with you. I can't thank you enough, Lis. This is beautiful." You shake your head in quiet disbelief, genuinely surprised that someone would work so hard on something for you. It shouldn't be a surprise with her though, considering how much she loves you, but it still baffles you sometimes.

"This gift only shows a fraction of my love for you, but I'm happy you like it. This is nothing, baby; there's so much more where this came from. Thank you for letting me in." She captures your lips in a meaningful kiss, and finds it hard to pull away. You seem to be her drug of choice, but neither of you care to end that sweet addiction.

Annual trips to photoshoots and fashion shows

Being her favorite model (seriously, she could look at you for hours on end)

Always feeling so loved and cherished, no matter what the two of you are doing

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ladyofthenoodle · 2 years

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2021 Creator Self-Love Extravaganza!

thanks @gentil-minou for tagging me! i'm gonna do my best here. being positive about myself can be a struggle sometimes but i try.

Rules: It’s time to love yourselves! Choose your 5 favorite works (fics, art, edits, etc.) you’ve created this year and link them below to reflect on the amazing things you’ve brought into the world in 2021. If you don’t have five published works, that’s fine! Include ideas/drafts/whatever you like that you’ve worked on/thought about, and talk a little about them instead! Remember, this is all about self-love and positive enthusiasm, so fuck the rules if you need to. Have fun, and tag as many fellow creators as you like so they can share the love! <3

first off i've written a lot more this year than i thought at 11 fics! some of them were short but still! for my favorite pieces (in no particular order):

and say you want me ladrien identity reveal, vaguely post season4 i wrote this in one day while blasting taylor swift and crying and that's the ideal reading experience too. i was deep in it about ladynoir and i wanted to write something comforting set post-ladynoir fallout to make me feel better about the angst this season

team is a four letter word post-rocketear reveal fic, WIP despite that fact that having an unfinished WIP stresses me out, i really have enjoyed writing this fic and exploring all four characters. this was my first time writing nino's POV which i was worried about but i think i did pretty good with it XD

this adrinette art i did this one for an exchange but i loved how it came out and i think it's probably my best art piece to date

this ladrien art this was a redraw of a kiss i'd tried drawing in 2020 so i love it because it shows how much progress i've made in digital art since then

curiosity cared for the cat alya character study, season 4 technically now a prequel to team is a four letter word, this is a short fic but i really love it because i enjoyed trying to fill in the details of alya's childhood and her perspective on why marinette's friendship is important to her (since that part of their friendship is so underexplored in canon)

tagging @kasienda @emsylcatac @chocoluckchipz @jennagrinsoverml @miabrown007 and whoever else wants to try!

#tag game

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exoparkchanyeogiwa · 7 years

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Coughs and Sniffles (Oneshot)

(Pic is not mine)

'At least you were at home, in the arms of the one person in the world who made your life complete...'

The sun is shining, the birds are singing and you wake up with a smile on your face. However, your smile quickly fades when you see a shivering, sniffling, coughing Jongdae, trying to sleep comfortably beside you...

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Oneshot

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Genre: Fluff

Member: Jongdae (Chen)

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The room was enveloped in complete darkness except for the trail of sunshine that peeked through the left side of the curtains.

You rubbed your eyes and sat up in bed. You kept your eyes closed for a brief second in order to focus on the sound of the car tyres shuffling across the road outside and the faint melody of birdsong that was playing just beyond your bedroom window.

Today was going to be perfect.

Both you and your beloved Jongdae had a day off work and were both planning on going out to see a movie and then have dinner at a restaurant in order to celebrate your upcoming birthday.

Excitement coursed through your veins as you opened your eyes, leaped out of bed and pulled the curtains apart. The glowing sun caused warmth to spread throughout the entire room as you stood in front of the window and took a deep breath.

You turned to face the bed where you were met with Jongdae's sleeping figure. You stared lovingly at his handsome features and smiled contently. Suddenly, Jongdae let out a gruff cough. This sudden disturbance to the silence caused you to jump slightly and you placed your hand above your heart until its beating slowed.

You placed your palm on Jongdae's forehead and concern overtook you - he had a fever and a very high one as it seemed...

He was pale and sweaty. His breathing seemed irregular and his eyebrows were knitted together making him look like he was struggling and pained.

You moved his dampened hair out of his face and proceeded to the bathroom to grab some medicine and a soaked wash cloth. You made your way back to the bedroom and placed the cloth onto his forehead. You wiped the beads of sweat from his brow and then headed to the kitchen to grab a tall glass of water.

"Dae," you whispered "Dae, it's me. Wake up and drink this."

He shifted in his sleep and turned to you with a tired expression.

"Morning, beautiful. What's that?"

"It's medicine Dae," you replied "Now drink up. It'll help you feel better."

"Medicine? What? I don't need medicine. Why would I need medicine?" he said.

A series of coughs and splutters followed this statement and you looked at him and mumbled:

"That's why..."

Jongdae decided to quit being stubborn and complied to your request.

Once he had swallowed the medicine, he attempted to stand up - only to be pushed back down onto the bed by you, who was not going to allow it...

"Kim Jongdae I will not let you get out of bed in this condition!" You stated.

"But what about our dateeee?" He whined.

"Forget the date, Dae. Look at you! You can barely walk three steps without going into a coughing fit!"

"Thats not tr--" - he barely even finished his sentence before he was inturrupted by yet another series of coughs and sneezes.

You gave him the 'I told you so' look and he whined in defeat.

"Ughhh how are we gonna celebrate your birthday nowwww?"

"Just stay in bed, baby. It's okay! Don't worry about the date and don't worry about me! Your health is my number one priority right now and I highly doubt that either of us would enjoy a date if it mainly consisted of endless bouts of coughing and sneezing... and I doubt that the people around us would enjoy that either." You reasoned.

Jongdae sighed and said:

"Okay. Fine. But I don't want you to have to look after me all day. Go out! Buy yourself a million chicken nuggets or more, baby - you deserve it. Leave me here and enjoy your day off! I'll be fine here."

You looked at him with a confused expression.

"Okay I'm sorry but that's the stupidest thing I've ever heard you say and you've said some pretty stupid things before, Dae."

He scrunched his face in confusion.

"Do you seriously think that I would enjoy my day off if you aren't there to enjoy it with me?"

He looked down and shook his head.

"Exactly!" You said, "Now lie down. Let me take care of you."

"No." He argued.

"Kim Jongdae, now is not the time to be stubborn. You're sick! You need to rest!" you said.

"Can we go downstairs instead? Please? Lets watch a movie together. It's too stuffy in here."

You were about to refuse his suggestion until he pouted and showed you his dreaded puppy-dog eyes. You winced and nodded your head in agreement which caused him to weakly raise both his arms with excitement.

You walked, hand-in-hand, into the living room and you told him to make himself comfy on the sofa while you went to grab something from the kitchen.

Minutes later, you returned with a glass of water and a bowl of chicken noodle soup in your grasp.

You laid the bowl and the glass of water down on the coffee table and grabbed a blanket from a nearby pile. You placed the blanket over his legs and turned on the TV.

Commercials were being played so you used this as an opportunity to feed the sniffling Jongdae some chicken noodle soup.

He happily ate every spoonful and left the bowl nearly squeaky clean by the end of it. He licked his lips clean and said:

"I feel so much better now! Thank you so much baby. I love you! And did I mention that you make THE.BEST.CHICKEN.NOODLE.SOUP. E V E R?"

You smiled and said:

"Aweh thank you, Dae. I love you too!"

You pecked his lips and looked deep into his dark, brown eyes once you pulled away -not even caring if you would get ill as a result of it.

"You still wanna go out on that date babe?" He asked, "C'mon we still have time to celebrate your birthday today!"

You shook your head, "Dae, my birthday is in three days... we have tonnes of time to celebrate! And who's to say that this isn't a good enough celebration huh? I'd even say that cuddling on the couch with you whilst watching my favorite TV shows is the absolute perfect way to celebrate my birthday."

Jongdae grinned, wrapped his arm around you and kissed your temple. You burrowed into his embrace and inhaled his cologne - your favorite scent in the entire world.

The commercials on the TV finished playing and an old re-run of Glee started to air. You both watched intently as you waited for your favorite part of the show to begin - the singing!

The characters began to sing your favorite songs. You and Jongdae just couldn't help but sing along with them. You both sang together with your voices filling the entire room, causing an atmosphere of happiness and delight to flow through the air.

"You sing the female part and I sing the male part of the song okay, baby?" He said, smiling.

"Got it!" You beamed.

You sang and sang and sang, your smile never leaving your face and with your laughter errupting between every other line of the song.

Then, when Jongdae's part came, you ceased your laughter and just smiled - you smiled because you were lucky enough to love the beautiful human being that is Kim Jongdae and you smiled because you were lucky enough to have him love you just as much.

The day didn't quite go as planned. But that was okay because you were there with him. You were there, listening to him sing his heart out. And eventhough he sounded a little croaky and gruff because of his fever, you still thought that he sounded like an angel sent to you from heaven... and in a way, he was.

The occasional cough and sneeze still escaped past his lips but spending the whole day with you in his arms had really helped him regain his strength.

The final TV programme ended and Jongdae clicked the 'off' button on the remote. The screen turned to black. Jongdae checked the time on his phone. It was 9pm.

"Hey, love, lets go to bed now. I know you must be tired" he said.

The only response he got from you was a soft snore and an unconscious whimper.

He smiled and kissed your head before he proceeded to carry you up to your bedroom.

He laid you onto the bed and covered you with the duvet to ensure that his beautiful girlfriend would be kept safe and warm.

Tomorrow. He thought. Tomorrow we're gonna go to the Cinema and watch that movie and go to dinner together just like we planned.

With that, he made his way onto the bed, wrapped his arms around you and drifted off into a peaceful sleep.

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly once again. Jongdae woke up, stretched his arms out and let out a mighty yawn. He stood up and made his way to open the curtains.

Sunlight filled the room once again as Jongdae made his way over to your sleeping figure.

"Love, loooove, wake up! Let's have a shower and eat before we head to the cinema."

You groaned and turned to face him.

"Oh my gosh you look horrible." He stated, bluntly.

"Gee thanks, Dae. I love you too." you scoffed.

Jongdae put his hand on your forehead and guilt consumed him upon feeling your high temperature.

"I guess we won't be going to the Cinema afterall..." he said.

"Do you mean to say that we get to spend another day cuddling on the sofa?" You asked.

Uh.. yeah. Is that okay? I'm sorry baby. I told you that you should've just left me home alone..." He said.

"SHH!" You said, putting your index finger up to his mouth in an attempt to shut him up.

"It's completely fine, Dae. Besides, now you get to look after me." You said, smiling brightly despite the pounding in your head.

But you took no notice of your aching bones, pounding headache or scratchy throat because you knew that a certain sweetheart named Kim Jongdae would be there, by your side, to help make you feel a hundred percent better again.

So what if you weren't out, celebrating your birthday in a fancy restaurant or watching the latest Avengers movie? At least you were at home, in the arms of the one person in the world that made your life complete.

In all honesty, you had hoped that everything would turn out that way...

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I wrote this so quickly so pleaseee excuse any typos... I have really fat thumbs...

Anyways, I hope you guys like this one! Please tell me what you think cuz that would mean a lot! ♡

-Z

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