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kinksvt · 4 years

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behind closed doors (m)

requested

→ pairing: actor!mingyu x actress!reader

♕ summary: you and mingyu have a secret relationship and before he leaves for two weeks, you both decide to tie the knot.

✱ genre: celebrity au

✱ warnings: cursing, humor? (i tried), slow sex, angst at some parts

✱ word count: 5.9k

You knew that being in the movie industry would not be easy. You knew you had to work and sacrifice many things to avoid scandals, drama and rumors. So when you and Mingyu met on a set of a movie that your agent recommended, you had no idea what was to come.

The movie's plot included two characters—you and Mingyu—sent back in time to "save the world." You and Mingyu are friends in the movie but slowly fall for each other during the quest. You both shared a few kisses in some scenes in the movie and that was it. Yeah, maybe the storyline was a bit cliche but, a gig is a gig, you always thought.

Over the course of a few months, outside of your roles, you and Mingyu got close due to rehearsing and making sure it all went as planned. Closer than you would've guessed. You've heard of costars falling for each other during the filming of a movie and end up dating in real life to be admired by everyone? Well, unfortunately, this wasn't the case for you. Your agent, Seungcheol, did not like the idea of you dating in your career. He said that it might distract and hold you back from getting certain roles for future parts. You tried to tell him that it wouldn't change anything but Seungcheol didn't listen. He just waved you off and answered a phone call outside of the room.

And that's how you ended up in the situation now. Since the filming for you and Mingyu's movie ended, you haven't been able to score any parts that involved him as the lead as well. Not even a substitute role either. You enjoyed working with Mingyu, even if you didn't consider it working and more like just having fun with him while in character. He was an amazing actor and he was so passionate as well. You've heard many actors and actresses that's worked with him compliment on how dedicated he is in roles and how serious he takes his career.

Everyone loves Mingyu, he's handsome, funny, sweet, tall and not to mention, well built. Who wouldn't fall for him at his feet? But, what no one knew was that you and Mingyu have been seeing each other on the low. After those months of working with each other, texting and getting to know each other truly, you developed feelings and so did he luckily. He asked you out and, though you wished you could date freely, you two dated in private. It was still something though, even if you couldn't hold his hand out in public or even be seen in public—it was still nice to know that he cared for you and wanted to be with only you.

It had been six and a half months since he asked you out and what a wonderful six and a half months it had been. Six—and a half—months of pure and utter affection and dates at home that involved binge watching movies and shows, ordering out and spending as much time as you both could with your busy schedules. Including tonight.

Tonight was one of the few nights that you and Mingyu were available this month and of course, he called you and asked you to come on over. Both of you were initially cuddling on the couch, watching a random show that you put on when he put his hand on your thigh, accidentally sparking something inside of you that you've been dying to push down since the moment you laid eyes on him.

You guys have kissed, plenty of times and during those times there's been plenty of moments where it escalated to the point of almost having sex. Although neither of you both were virgins, you both were somewhat afraid of "sealing the deal." You knew at least that if you were to have sex with Mingyu, it would be hard to let him go eventually, like you knew you would one day. Mingyu knew if you guys were to have sex, he'd fall harder for you and wouldn't want to leave you. But at this moment, both of you didn't care.

You ended up on Mingyu's lap, the blanket that covered the both of you tossed to the side and the movie long forgotten. Mingyu's hands wandered all over your back, moving down south to grip your ass, making you moan into his mouth. Your hips subconsciously began to grind on him, making him moan into your mouth. The only sounds that were present in the room was the sound of your mixed heavy breathing and the television on low.

"Y/N," Mingyu panted as his cock began to get hard under your movements.

You whined against his lips, feeling yourself get wet at the friction. Mingyu broke the kiss, kissing your neck and nipping only slightly at the skin, knowing that if you suddenly showed up with a hickey, the press would get suspicious. "Mingyu," you spoke softly.

He stopped his movements, "Yeah?" he replied. He was sweaty, his hair sticking to his forehead and cheeks flushed.

You wanted to have sex with him. At this point you didn't care about the consequences or the possible feelings that you might have hurt. You just needed him then and there or else you felt like you'd explode. "I think I'm r-"

Ring ring!

Are you fucking kidding me?

Mingyu groaned as you felt disappointed. You got up off of Mingyu's lap and let him answer his phone which laid face up on the table. "Hello?" He said when he picked up, mouthing an I'm sorry to you. You sat quietly, listening to Mingyu's responses and also straining to listen to who was on the other line. "Oh, hey Jeonghan. What's up?" He spoke nonchalantly as if you two weren't dry fucking on his couch.

Jeonghan was Mingyu's agent who—to put it nicely—wasn't the biggest fan of you. He knew that you two had a thing and when he confronted you about it, he made you stop speaking with him. Of course you didn't listen to him, sticking it to the man. You couldn't help yourself, trying to cut ties with Mingyu for the better of your career. But every time you tried, you imagined his sad little face in your mind and didn't have the heart to really end it.

"Really?" Mingyu got up suddenly, visibly excited. He glanced at you and his face dropped. "Okay. Friday? This Friday? That's too soon." You were on the edge of your seat, curious to know what was happening. "But- Jeonghan- I," Mingyu sighed, "Okay. Alright, thank you. Yes Jeonghan I am thankful. Yeah, I'll talk to you later. Okay, bye." You looked at him, waiting for him to talk to you.

"Jeonghan got me a role."

...

After hearing those words, you felt something in your heart. Mingyu would be gone for, God knows how long and you were—to say the least—devastated. You wouldn't see him, feel him, touch or hear him for whatever many months and it upset you. He would be leaving this Friday, only—technically—two more days. Two days to spend as much time with him as you can. That night you wanted to seal the deal. To hell with your fear of it because in reality, you were already in deep with Mingyu. You cared about him and you knew he cared about you too. But not yet. You wanted it to be meaningful.

You picked the absolute fanciest hotel you could find and were pleasantly pleased to find a private house for you and Mingyu, for two nights. You got there before nightfall, just before 6 o'clock, giving yourself time to set up and build up your confidence. When you entered the house, it was breathtaking. You knew Mingyu was going to love it.

The house was secluded, overlooking the mountains and the Pacific ocean. It was huge, beautiful wooden floors, the most expensive decorations and up to date appliances. Two master bedrooms, both with gorgeous bathrooms that made you wish you could stay in forever.

"It's that nice?" Mingyu's voice echoed throughout the living room as you had him on speaker.

"Yes, it's more than nice, it's amazing. You're seriously gonna freak out when you get here." You smiled at the thought of Mingyu's reaction. You can already see his eyes sparkling with his pearly white canines showing.

"Well, I'm only about an hour-ish away according to my GPS."

"Okay, drive safe for me. Come here in one piece."

"I will, Mom."

You groaned at his words, earning a laugh from him.

...

"Ho-ly shit, Y/N, you were right." Mingyu said right after you had opened the door. The sun set by the time he arrived and it made everything look so much more beautiful. Mingyu looked all around, taking his jacket and shoes off, setting the small bag he packed on the floor.

"I told you," you replied, giggling. You showed him around, every room making his eyes grow wider and wider. After Mingyu came to his senses, the sound of his nose sniffing filled your ears. "Y/N, you didn't." He turned to you, his eyebrows furrowing together while he pouted.

You winced jokingly, "I did."

"You made dinner for me?" Mingyu looked at you, pouting even harder that it made his lower lip ache.

"For us. I just wanted to do something nice for the two of us. You know," you trailed off. "Before you go." You said sadly.

Mingyu cooed and grabbed your hand, pulling you into his arms. "You're such a sweetheart, Y/N."

You sighed in his chest, "Just wanna make our last few moments a little special."

...

After Mingyu arrived, you served him his food and you both sat on the luxurious and quite comfy couch and ate together. You found a show to put on and you two cuddled. You glanced at the microwave that read 9:46. Mingyu had his arms behind his head while you laid on his chest, your left arm wrapped around his torso. Without looking at him, you called out his name. "Mingyu?"

"Yeah baby?" He looked down at you—well, the top of your head actually.

You paused for a second, thinking over what you wanted to say. "You remember what happened yesterday?"

At this moment, you sat up to look at Mingyu in the eyes. "Which part exactly?"

"When we were making out, I was gonna tell you something." You played with your fingers, nervous that you were ready but Mingyu wouldn't be. You didn't want Mingyu to feel pressured to have sex with you. He nodded his head slowly, waiting for you to continue. "I was going to tell you, that," you took a deep breath, "I'm ready."

Mingyu tilted his head a bit, "Ready for?"

"Sex. I, uh, I want to have sex with you. B-But if you don't want to that's fine! I don't want to if you don't want to."

He scoffed and sat up to grab your hands. "I thought you'd never be ready." You furrowed your eyebrows. "No! I didn't mean it like that! I meant," You stared at him, allowing him to dig his little hole. "Like, I meant- I thought that I was the only one ready and I was like, just, waiting.. for you."

You stayed quiet, internally giggling at his nervous state. "I know what you meant, goof." You leaned in and gave him a kiss on the lips. Standing up, you held out your hand for him to grab. He looked at you curiously but took your hand anyway. You led him through the house, into the main bedroom.

The room was filled with soft lighting—thanks to the candles that you lit beforehand and you bought a few rose petals to scatter on the floor around the bed, just to make it a little more cheesy. "Oooh," Mingyu said as you two walked entered and he admired your handiwork.

You laughed and turned back around to face Mingyu. He pulled you closer to him, connecting his lips to yours. Your face began to heat up, flustered at the situation. His tongue glided over yours as his hands rested on your waist. Your hand gripped the back of his neck while you stood on your tippy toes.

The kiss got hot quickly and you weren't sure if it was because you two were finally going to have sex, or if it was the romantic scenery that made you want to dive right in.

Mingyu began walking you backwards toward the foot of the bed. Your legs hit the edge and you pulled away from Mingyu, noting how cute he looked while his face was flushed. You smiled shyly at him as you hesitantly hooked your fingers under your shirt, pulling it over your head. Mingyu's face seemed to grow more pink, as he carefully watched your every move. He was trapped in a trance as more and more of your skin was exposed to his fortunate eyes. He always thought you were perfect but he didn't think you were this perfect. His eyes raked over every curve, dip and wonder of your now bra-clad torso. "You're so beautiful Y/N." Mingyu said quietly, a smile forming on his face.

You avoided his eyes, looking at the ground in shyness. "Oh stop," you replied jokingly.

Mingyu followed your actions and took his own shirt off. You knew Mingyu was built and despite seeing him shirtless plenty of times during a few of his previous movies, it felt more personal. Sure, he's shown his body on screen but seeing it in front of you, in a way that only he wanted to show you made you feel special. You were also in a daze as your eyes traveled over his defined abs and bicep muscles. "You're beautiful too," you said mindlessly.

He laughed at how adorable you were. Mingyu walked closer to you, grabbing your hand and sitting on the bed while you stood standing. He pulled you down gently, reconnecting your lips. He backed up on the bed to rest against the pillows and you ended up sitting on his lap, running your fingers through his hair, lightly tugging when you felt that addictive feeling down south.

Mingyu's tongue ran over yours, making sure no inch of your mouth went untouched. Both of your moans merged together, the air in the room slowly becoming hot. Your hips instinctively began shifting underneath Mingyu's, receiving a whine from him. He moaned, "Fuck, keep doing that, baby." Your clit pulsated at Mingyu's voice—he sounded so hot yet so cute at the same time. Mingyu's hair began to stick to his forehead, sweat quickly building up on the both of you. You halted your movements to unbutton the pants Mingyu wore, following your own afterwards.

Mingyu's cock strained against his underwear, giving you a clear outline of what you've been only dreaming about seeing since you two started dating. You definitely underestimated him though. Lost in your thoughts, Mingyu noticed you spaced out, basically drooling over his crotch. "Are you enjoying yourself, Y/N?"

You snapped out of it, your cheeks heating up from embarrassment. "Sorry.." you whispered.

"Your underwear is cute." He pointed. Your underwear were red with a black bow at the top. He messed with the bow You rolled your eyes playfully, ignoring him. Mingyu leaned up and pulled you down with him, kissing you once again. Your heat came in contact with his cock, making the both of you moan. Mingyu's hips instinctively bucked up, rubbing against you in a way that had your clit beating harshly and arousal building.

The kiss was sensual and soft, yet also rough at the same time, due to the both of you waiting for this moment for as long as you both could remember. In the past, you and Mingyu shared some heated experiences with one another before, but nothing at all like this before. The getaway, the room, the warm lighting that shined against both of your faces made the two of you stop and smile.

"I know this might not be a good time- you know, since you're leaving but, I'm really glad that you asked me out." You confessed to Mingyu.

Mingyu awed at your words, giving you a slight pout. "Well, I'm really glad that you didn't reject me."

You laughed, looking down and back up at him. "How could I ever even think of rejecting you?"

He shrugged, "I don't know, maybe you thought I was ugly."

Scoffing, you gave him a bewildered look. "Ugly?" You said, a bit too loud for your own liking. "Who could possibly think you're ugly?"

Mingyu winced. "I know a few haters that could tell you otherwise."

You rolled your eyes and leaned down to give him a kiss on the cheek. "You're perfect to me, Mingyu." He smiled shyly up at you, avoiding your eyes. "Whaat? It's true, baby. You are perfect."

He shook his head, disagreeing with you. "There's so many other guys out there that could treat you so much better than me. I'm going to leave you for weeks, maybe even months in just a few days." He said in a sad voice.

Leaning down, you gave Mingyu another kiss on the cheek, rubbing your thumb on his cheekbone softly. "Mingyu, I don't care if you leave me for a year. I'm always going to have the same feelings for you."

Mingyu's eyes began to water, guilt settling in the entirety of his heart. Mingyu thinks that he might love you, but he's afraid if he says it out loud, it'll ruin everything. He knows his feelings for you are strong but he didn't know that they were strong enough to make him consider turning down the role Jeonghan got for him in order to stay close to you. It scared him.

"We can do long distance. We can Facetime whenever you have the chance or call or text. Whatever it takes. I just know that I can wait for you." Your own eyes began to tear up, your heart aching at the sight of Mingyu beginning to cry.

"I just-" he paused for a second, looking up at the ceiling as a tear slips down his cheek. You wiped to off, waiting for him to finish. "I don't know, I don't want you to wait all this time for me and give you false hope that the production time won't extend or whatever. I don't know, Y/N. I don't want to hurt you accidentally or whatever because I love you and I want you to be happy and-"

"Wait, wait. What?" Your thumb stopped caressing his cheek, and you sat up straight. "You what?" Your heart felt like it stopped, or maybe that's the loud thumping you hear in your ears.

Mingyu looked puzzled, "I want you to be happy?"

Your heart began beating faster. "Y-You-you love me?"

"Oh fuck." Mingyu mumbled, covering his mouth with one of his hands. He wanted to slap himself. He just said that he didn't want to say he loved you because it would ruin everything and now he did and you're probably freaked out and a million thoughts began racing in Mingyu's mind. He wanted to literally slap himself so hard right then and there.

"Mingyu-"

"Don't say it. I know that you don't feel the same way. I'm sorry, I didn't even mean to say it. I don't know why that came ou-"

You shut him up with a kiss, a deep, soft kiss that took his breath away. Which was what you were going for. After breaking the kiss, you paused for a second. "If it came out that easily, then that must mean that it has to be true."

"Y/N, I'm really sorry. I didn't want to say this then leave for who knows how long."

You shook your head, letting the fact that Mingyu actually loves you settle in. "I think I feel the same way."

"You know you don't have to say that if it isn't true. I didn't say it for you to say it back." Mingyu looked really sad and you knew that what he said wasn't how you really felt.

"I do though. I don't know for certain but I do believe that the love for you is there, Mingyu. Trust me, okay?" You gave him a small smile, making him smile back.

Mingyu nodded his head and rubbed your arm softly. "Okay. Do you still want to do this, baby?"

"Of course, why wouldn't I?"

He sniffled, wiping his eyes. "Well, I kinda just cried and shit so I wasn't sure if that turned you off or anything."

You laughed as you caressed his cheek lovingly. "You didn't. I'm glad we had that moment." Sighing, you reached behind your back, unhooking your bra. "Now, can we continue?"

Mingyu's eyes dropped to your chest, "Yes ma'am." He grabbed you and pushed you backwards, attacking your neck.

You moaned as he licked your neck, dragging his teeth against it since he couldn't mark you officially. He kissed from one side to the next and moved down to your collarbones.

Mingyu kissed and licked his way to the valley between your breasts, sucking a small hickey right beside your nipple. "I hope you don't have any roles that involve you being braless anytime soon." He said, making you laugh. Mingyu's lips were soft against your skin, giving you goosebumps as he reached your stomach, going down further and further before stopping above your underwear. Glancing up at you, he looked at you curiously.

"Please," you whined.

Mingyu smirked as his fingers slipped under the band of your underwear. Before pulling them down, he kissed your clothed clit and dragged them down your legs. You shyed away from him, hiding yourself. Mingyu moved his hands onto your knees, "You're beautiful, Y/N."

You pouted, his slightly cold hands making you shiver lightly. Mingyu placed his hands on your thighs, spreading you open slowly. Your breathing got deeper, the knowledge of how much you're exposed to him making you throb. Mingyu took note of the way your wetness shined from the candlelight, edging him to finally taste you.

His tongue flattened against your pussy, making sure he got every drop of your arousal. You let out a whine, as his tongue flicked your clit. "Fuck, you taste so good baby." Mingyu's lips latched onto your clit, sucking gently while swirling his tongue around it.

Your back arched off the bed while your hands tangled in his hair, pushing his face closer to your pussy. He took his right hand and used one of his fingers to slowly push inside you. You bit your lip as your walls clenched around his finger. "So warm too." Quickly taking his finger out, he scooted up close to your face, "Say 'ah,'" he said, opening up his own mouth for you to mimic.

Obeying his order, your mouth dropped open and you stuck your tongue out a bit. Mingyu pressed two of his fingers on your tongue. You closed your mouth around them, sucking on them and looking into Mingyu's mouth. "If you don't stop that I'm gonna have to put my dick in you right now."

"Do it then." You challenged as he pulled his fingers out of your mouth. Honestly, you wanted this to move along already. You were aching to have Mingyu inside of you, on the edge of begging for it.

"Really? You want to?" His eyebrows raised up as he held up his saliva covered fingers.

Giggling, you nodded your head. Mingyu laughed nervously, "W-Well okay then." His back smacked onto the bed, lifting his hips up to take off his underwear a little too eagerly. You started laughing as he struggled slightly. While he did, you stretched over to the nightstand on the side of the bed, grabbing a pack of condoms you placed there before his arrival.

Opening the pack, you noticed Mingyu's underwear were off and you stared for a moment. A breathy "wow" left your lips before you realized. His confidence peaked a little bit but didn't let it show. "Thank you," he smiled and grabbed the condom from your fingers. He opened the condom, pinching the top and rolling it down his length. You watched his movements carefully, admiring him in all his glory. Your eyes traveled up to his eyes, seeing his concentration and you felt your heart beat at the sight.

You laid down on the bed, in front of Mingyu who began positioning himself. He took a deep breath, "Ready?" You nodded your head and closed your eyes. He held his cock in his hand and slowly pushed into you. You winced and Mingyu groaned, both of you not used to this feeling. Mingyu was a bit thicker and you felt yourself stretch to his girth. Your walls clung onto Mingyu, making him feel like he was in heaven. "Tell me when," he grunted. You took in the sight of him inbetween your legs, his hair sticking to his forehead slightly and cheeks a light pink hue. Mingyu looked at you suddenly, "What did you just do?"

You looked at him, clueless as to what he was talking about. "Huh?"

Mingyu chuckled, licking his lips. "Your, uh," he scratched his head. "You kinda clenched around me."

Your eyes widened a bit, not even knowing you did so. "Oh," you said quietly.

"I'm not complaining though! I-It felt good actually," Mingyu admitted.

When you knew you were ready you told him and closed your eyes. Mingyu mouthed an okay, moving his length almost all the way out of you before pushing back in. You gasped, eyes popping back open as you seen his mouth drop open and a quiet moan leaving his pink lips. Grabbing the back of Mingyu's neck, you pulled him closer to kiss him. Mingyu developed a steady pace—slow yet forceful at the same time.

"Mingyu," you purred in his mouth. His cock hit the sweetest spots of you when he pushed himself the furthest he could go.

His tongue swirled around yours, caressing it lovingly and making your insides fill with butterflies. "Y/N," he breathed sensually.

The kiss broke, but Mingyu kept himself close to you. His forehead touched yours, resting it gently on you as his hips kept the pace. Mingyu's hips ground into yours tenderly, making you see stars. You looked into Mingyu's eyes, "I love you."

Mingyu smiled, brushing a piece of hair out of your face and holding your cheek. "I love you too, Y/N."

After saying that, Mingyu picked up his speed. Both of you moaned, drunk off the way the two of you made each other feel. Mingyu's cock felt warm in you and your walls hugged him in a way that you knew you'd miss when he left. At the thought, you wrapped your legs around Mingyu's lower half, wanting him to be as close to you as possible before he would be gone.

Mingyu laid on his forearms that were right next to the sides of your head. His breath mingled with yours, making your head spin slightly as his lips brushed your own. Your hand rested on his jaw, admiring his facial expressions. He moaned, feeling your pussy pulse around his cock. "You must really be whipped for me because every time you look at me, your downtown gets affected in a way."

You smacked his face gently, "Shut up, dork."

"No you." He said desperately, his hips going faster and faster. You whined while Mingyu placed his head in the crook of your neck. His breath tickling your collarbones as he moaned into your skin. "Fuck, Y/N," he rasped.

Your arms hugged his shoulders, fingers tangling in his hair as you felt your orgasm building. "O-Oh my god, f-fuck," you stuttered. You swallowed harshly, broken moans slipping past your lips.

Mingyu grunted, his own orgasm building quickly alongside yours. "God, you feel so, so good, Y/N fuck." He moved away from your neck to kiss you again. His teeth caught your bottom lip, making you giggle.

Mingyu swallowed your high pitched moans, as you felt yourself get closer and closer to the edge. Your fingernails raked down his back, making him growl in your mouth. "Do that again," he mumbled against your lips.

You repeated your actions, your fingernails scratching red marks down his shoulder blades. "Shit, I'm close. Mingyu," you pleaded.

"M-Me too," he whimpered.

You slipped your hand between the two of you, rubbing your clit messily to edge yourself closer.

"That's hot," Mingyu chuckled as you rolled your eyes at him.

"I'm almost there," your walls began pulsing around Mingyu quickly.

Both of your moans got higher and higher until waves of pleasure washed over you two. Mingyu's hips halted as he came into the condom while he grunted softly. Your walls clenched around his length as your back arched off the bed. You collapsed back on the bed, your clit beating in a rhythm that you felt in your toes.

Mingyu sighed, pulling out of you gently as you mewled. He took the condom off of himself, careful to make sure nothing spilled out. Mingyu searched for the trashcan before looking back at you. You laughed, checking out his butt before pointing to the bathroom. He waddled his way into the room, flipping the switch on and tossing the contraceptive in the bin. Mingyu walked back in the bedroom, running his fingers through his damp hair.

You smirked, looking him up and down. "You know, you're really sexy, Gyu."

He waved you off, bending over to grab his and yours underwear. You gave him a wolf whistle and he covered his butt with his boxers before throwing your panties in your face and tossing your bra at you as well. Both of you laughed as you slipped your undergarments on and you put your bra on. Mingyu plopped back on the bed next to your right side. You and Mingyu stared at the ceiling, knowing that his indefinite leave will be even harder now.

After a long moment of silent staring, you spoke up. "If you find someone else, I don't want you to hold back."

Mingyu shifted his head to look at you. "What?"

A tear slipped past your eye. You turned your head to look at Mingyu as well. "I don't want to hold you back, Mingyu."

"But Y/N-" "No," you interrupted him. "You're an amazing guy, Mingyu. And I know that I'm not going to forget us or this night or any other nights we spent together. But Jeonghan doesn't approve of us. What if he wants you to be with someone else?"

Mingyu then turned his whole body towards you, laying his head on his hands. "I don't care what he wants. If it comes down to it, I'll tell him about us. I love you, Y/N. I want you and only you."

More tears began to fall, slipping out of the corner of your eyes. "I can't affect any of your decisions when it comes to your career though, Mingyu."

"Y/N, please. I can't lose you. Please just, let's give this a try? Please, just don't give up yet. I know we can do this." He cradled your cheek, wiping your tears away with his thumb. "Please," he begged.

You saw his eyes water, a tear forming before it slipped down the bridge of his nose and landing on the pillow. Taking a moment, you thought about what he asked. Could you really make this work? Will this make Mingyu deny roles that will keep him away from you longer? Was it selfish to want to make it work? Was it selfish that you wanted him to stay? Yes, but you knew you couldn't do that. "Okay," you whispered.

...

The next morning, you and Mingyu woke up in each other's arms. The two of you got up from bed, yawning and walking to the main room. You made breakfast while Mingyu helped in any way he could. He stopped you midway to finish and served you before himself. The day consisted of lounging around, watching tv, napping and making small meals whenever either of you got hungry.

The day after, you packed your things while Mingyu cleaned up and made sure everything looked the way it did when you got there. After you and Mingyu finished, you both stood in front of the doorway, taking in the last moments you'd be able to spend next to each other. You faced him. "I'm going to miss you so much."

He nodded his head, facing you as well. "Me too."

Both of you started tearing up before he pulled you in for a hug. His arms held your head, hugging you in a way you'll desperately miss when you wish he was there while he's away. You sobbed in his arms, muffling most of the noise in his shirt. Mingyu's tears fell in your hair—which he tried brushing off sneakily but failing. You laughed, pulling away and shaking your hair.

It was time.

You stood and looked at him one last time. You couldn't even go to the airport to say goodbye. Not only because of Jeonghan but because of paparazzi and fansites. "I love you, Gyu."

Mingyu pressed his lips together, his eyes glossed over from his tears as more shed down his cheeks. "I love you too, Y/N."

"Call me when you land?" You grabbed his hand and held it for a bit.

He nodded, picking up his bag with his unoccupied hand. He opened the door, and looked back at you. His hand slowly pulled from yours, a pout forming on his face. Mingyu's warmth left your palm as he looked away from you and began leaving the rental.

...

The whole ride back home, you cried your eyes out. Before getting back, you put on some black sunglasses, hopefully hiding your puffy eyes. You entered your house, already missing Mingyu's presence.

The rest of your day, you spent watching tv alone. At night, you got on your laptop, checking Twitter and seeing Mingyu's name trending.

Actor Kim Mingyu seen boarding plane with tear-filled eyes. What could possibly be breaking the 23 year old's poor heart?

You scrolled down the tag, seeing fansite photos and seeing how sad he looked. You got your phone out, sending him a message.

[11:19 pm] You: Hey babe. I seen the airport photos, I miss you and I love you. I hope you landed safe <3

You clicked your phone off and scrolled through a few more photos before heading to bed. He must've been too busy to call you.

...

Ring ring!

A phone call woke you up at the crack of dawn. You answered as fast as you could. "Hello?" You croaked, your morning voice definitely worse from all the bawling yesterday.

"Hey baby, I'm so sorry I didn't call yesterday."

You smiled at Mingyu's voice. "Hey, it's okay."

a/n: yerrr finally posted after ten years, hope u all enjoyed! <3 i feel like this wasn’t super interesting at all so feedback would be appreciated :(

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profangirllu · 5 years

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Lovebirds and Songs

Pairing: Mena Massoud x Reader

Warnings: none

Disclaimer: don’t own you or anyone in this story.

A/N: Hi y’all. This was a request from the lovely @kati-1997 . Hope you enjoy!

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As a singer, you had many dreams. Playing sold out stadiums, starring in a movie musical, but you never expected to be asked to record a song for a Disney movie, let alone Aladdin. When the studio had asked you to come in another version of “A Whole New World” by yourself with new lyrics by Alan Menken you were shocked. And once they told you it would be played on the radio, you thought you were dreaming. But you were flown out to the studio and you recorded the song, helping find some new sounds to add flair to the classic tune. The end result was phenomenal and people around the globe loved it. Including a certain actor who happened to play the title character.

Having an actress for a friend always had some perks, and you knew first hand. Oftentimes when Naomi would give you a designer dress to wear or a ticket to a VIP event you felt guilty and tried to decline, but she always insisted you accept and come with. One such occasion was the premiere of the movie, a prestigious press event which would help get your name out there. “A glamorous night on the red carpet (or purple in this case)” was how Naomi described it. After a long deliberation, you decided to attend as it would be both a fun time and good for publicity. Naomi has squealed with glee at your decision, calling her team immediately to get you a dress and a hair style. You giggled at her excitement, glad to have someone who cared about you so much (people like that were hard to come by in your industries).

When the night came, you dazzled the crowd, smiling and posing like it was the most natural thing in the world. All the photographers shouted for your name, the fans complimented you and asked for your autograph, and members of the crew all commented on your stunning appearance. You were ushered to where the viewing of the movie would be held and you caught a glimpse of Naomi. She waved to you quickly, and you blew her a kiss back, eyes darting to the handsome man standing with her. You locked eyes for a moment before you were pulled inside.

A few minutes after you had sat down, the same man from the carpet came and took the spot next to you. He extended his hand, smiling a gorgeous smile that made your heart jump. “Hi, I’m Mena.”

You shook his hand, “(Y/N). I’m flattered that Aladdin himself came to meet me,” you spoke jokingly. Mena laughed.

“Well, Naomi has told me a lot about you.”

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The movie was incredible. Between actors, videographers, dancers, musicians, everyone was better than stellar. When everyone began to get up after the film had concluded, Naomi and Will insisted everyone stay and listen to the recorded songs by other artists.

“Guys, (Y/N) made a killer remake of “A Whole New World,” so you all have to stay around and listen,” Naomi winked at you, and you threw your arm around her shoulders, squeezing her gently. As you heard the first few notes of your version come to live on the speakers, your heart stopped. You were incredibly proud of what you and the producers had created, but you still wondered what the cast members would think (that is if they hadn’t already heard it). The melody silenced everyone in the space, captivating the audience the same way the film had. But you spent this time to nitpick your performance. The places you were flat, where you sang in falsetto when you should have belted, the small diction errors. As the song faded out to another, you waited for everyone to look at you with disgust. Instead, the erupted into thunderous applause.

“(Y/N), you got pipes girl!” Will exclaimed, engulfing you in a hug. You thanked him as you turned around to meet the ever-grinning Mena. He hugged you gently.

“That was incredible.”

You blushed and opened your mouth to say something, but we’re quickly cut off by Naomi. “You should hear her live. Maybe when we go to the cast party she’ll give us a little taste, eh?” She nudged you gently, and you simply nodded, praying that she was joking.

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“Everybody gather round! (Y/N) is taking requests!” Naomi shouted amongst the crowd of cast and crew members. You were sitting down, strumming a guitar Naomi had laying around as everyone gathered around you. Your throat constricted when you saw Mena standing across from you in the middle of the crowd. He sent you a small reassuring smile.

Everyone had begun shouting songs or artists at you, Taylor Swift and Ariana Grande being favorites. Nasim piped up from next to Naomi.

“Ooh! How about a Disney song? Let’s say… Tangled?” Everyone nodded in agreement and you panicked. The only Tangled song you knew how to play was “At Last I See The Light,” and that was a duet. Nonetheless you repositioned your guitar, cleared your throat, and began.

“This is for anyone who needs a little light today.” You plucked out the beginning notes, quieting everyone down and focusing all attention on the melody.

“All those days,

Watching from a window

All those years,

Outside looking in.

All that time

Never even knowing

Just how blind I’ve been.

Now I’m here,

Blinking in the starlight.

Now I’m here,

Suddenly, I see.

Standing here

It’s cristal clear

I’m where I’m meant to be.”

You spared a glance in Mena’s direction at the last line before beginning the chorus. As you sang, he couldn’t help but be enchanted with you, hanging on to every word falling from your lips, savoring the sweet sound of your voice. He studied you, the way your eyes focused on the ground and your face held all the expression in the world while your voice climbed up the notes. It may have only been a few hours that he knew you, but Mena already felt himself falling in love with you. Before he knew it, he was joining in with you on the second chorus of the song, the one meant for two voices.

Your head jerked up at the sound of Mena singing with you, and you gladly accepted his help in the song. Somehow you managed to get the harmonies perfectly, voices fitting together like puzzle pieces. You had to admit, you’d fallen deep for Mena a while ago. From everything Naomi has told you about him, he was incredible, and meeting him in person only reinforced your assumptions. He just felt right, and he felt the same about you. Both of you felt it.

“All at once,

Everything is different

Now that I see you.”

The guitar trailed off as your melodies came to an end. The group of people around you erupted into cheers. Setting your guitar down, Mena approached you, bringing you in for a surprising hug.

“You are incredible,” he spoke, placing a kiss on the back of your hand after pulling away.

“You aren’t so bad yourself. Thank you for joining in back there, I was so worried it was gonna sound off with just me singing.”

He broke out into a signature smile, “I’m glad I could help. For a moment I thought you’d be angry for stealing your thunder.”

Both of you laughed at this, talking as if it were the most natural thing in the world. Mena stared at you for a moment before speaking again.

“Would you, maybe, um, wanna go out sometime? Like on a date? Maybe?” he asked, suddenly sheepish. Your eyes lit up, and you stood on your tiptoes quickly to press a lasting kiss to his cheek.

“I’d love to.”

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seb-ass-tian-stan · 5 years

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Oops! | Sebastian Stan fic | Three

Pairing: Sebastian Stan x Eve (ofc)

Summary: Eve (22) and Lisa (20) are best friends, living in New York. Lisa is 40 year old actor Sebastian Stan’s daughter. One night, when Eve’s date blew her off and Sebastian came back to town, they sat to catch up in a bar. What happens next is… Oops.

Warnings: Language, Age Gap, Sexual Tension, Drinking.

Word Count: 1.3K (oooouuu finally something i wrote that’s over 3 paragraphs this is exciting)

A\N: I forgot to mention that english is my second language so forgive me for any mistake.

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For her, it was game on. She knew he was under her spell in some form or another. The things that were exchanged that day on the rooftop were simply formalities, seeking to hide truths.

Fun and dangerous truths.

For a while, there have been several times of these truths almost being unveiled.

One of them, was when Eve had plans with Lisa and their friend group to go out and about. With a spaghetti sleeved red dress and a red plastic flower in her hair, she stood in the hallway, waiting for a certain short, charcoal haired lady to open the door and welcome her in for a small pre-outing drink.

Instead, Sebastian greeted her with wild feathery hair, low-hanging sweats, a white shirt and, lest we forget, a devilish and slightly self-absorbed smile.

His tall structure towered over her petite one, but she didn't flinch. With confidence, she declared, "Hello, kind sir."

"Hello, fair lady." He moved to cross his arms and lean to the side. "Is there a Lisa here?"

"She's in the shower."

"What, fuck! We said 9, why the hell is she showering just now?"

"I gave her all the punctuality genes."

"She'll be long?"

"She just got in."

"I'll just wait here then." She said and made it seem as if she was about to sit down on the hallway floor.

"Get in, you vermin." He laughed, got behind her and jokingly pushed her inside.

"A-ha-re you sure you're cool with it?" She said while stumbling a bit.

"Perfectly fine. You want coffee? Tea?"

"Gin."

"I don't think there's gin here." He quickly searched the fridge.

"There is. Why'd you think I came over? To take out your garbage?"

"You've gotten salty."

"Do you like it?" She sat down on the couch, he put down his glass of wine and gave her the gin. He sat down and gazed at her for some while, enchanted.

"I do."

"Have I gotten a confession out of the great Sebastian Stan? Be careful, you're starting to let your guard down." She said and chugged some liquor down her throat.

"I already have." He put a hand behind her, on the back of the couch, she, in response, leant in a bit.

"When was that?"

He moved his gaze to her lips, "Every night for the past week."

Rude of him to say that. She could not hold her feelings (which were a mix of arousal, worry and excitement) in, so she made an unconscious move closer to him. Their lips were now extremely close but not touching, breathing warm air, making their mouths gape a little.

"This is risky." Eve mumbled, moving slightly closer but not yet meeting him. "We shouldn't." The stopping of the water sounds coming from the shower made Eve successfully shook herself out of the bubble. In a panic moment, she got off her seat.

“Lisa’s done.”

“Sit down, it’s fine.” He said while holding her wrist and giving her a look that, later in life she’ll describe as the second most relieving (and breathtakingly beautiful) look she has ever recieved, which made her feel less like a sad backstabbing perverted excuse for a best mate, and more like a woman who’s simply starting to fall for this charming man.

She back down casually, taking the gin in her hand.

“That’s gonna be hard to set aside.” She said.

“It’ll be much harder for me. believe me.” He laid back, desperate. She got up and told him, “Well if that’s any help, m’gonna go help your daughter pick an outfit. Lisa! You done?” She shouted from the hallway, leading to the bathroom and her bedroom.

He quickly got up, “Thanks, that’s about ruined the moment. Appreciate it.”, and went to his bedroom. She turned to him and giggled sweetly, going the opposite direction.

“Get out of the fucking bathroom, L. Your Dad’s tryna’ be funny.” She said, purposefully loud.

Eve would return from each of these rendezvous’s to her empty, tiny flat. After her time in Europe, moving back to New York after a time of working minimally and traveling in several expensive countries (except when she visited Hungary to see where her jewish family lived back in the early 30s) had her moving to the tiniest of places in the filthiest of neighbourhoods, with a flatmate that, unfortunately had to move back to Boston.

Therefore, she had to decorate it to make it a home.

Her efforts included hanging a ridiculous amounts of fairy lights on the wall (the place being so little meant the string of lights covered every section of it other than the toilettes, which played for her favour), cascading plants, photographs that she took and messy piles of clothing. The latter contributed the most to warm homely feeling.

But there was one thing missing. She’d come home charmed by his looks, his scent and his words, and have him nowhere near. The coziness she’s fabricated aroused her and the sparkling light caused her to romanticise it all the more.

What made that even worse was the hasty intoxication she’d indulge in every time she hung out with dear Lisa.

So combine all that, and you got Eve texting Sebastian in the middle of the night, after seeing him when stopping by Lisa’s to take her out, not exchanging a single word since, this time, her friend was ready on time.

1:38AM: “hi LISA’S DAD this is her friend eve”

1:40AM: “fisrt of all, i feel like i miss you which is weird”

2:11AM: “second of all you looked really good today. i really held myself there lmao”

3:03AM: “also”

The next day she was working, to her sorrow. She came in late to the coffee shop (which she swore was only a temporary thrice weekly job until she’d get promoted at the production company she was working for as a camera assistant) tired and hungover.

After being on her feet for 2 hours, serving coffee for poor art students, a tall man with a hat and a pair of sunglasses approached to the cash register stand where she was and said, “Also what?”

The camouflage was lousy, and fooling only bypassers who had no reason to suspect it was in fact Sebastian Stan. And she saw that as an opportunity to poke fun at him, as usual.

“Hey there Joel Goodsen, came here in ya Dad’s Porsche did ya?” She said without raising her eyes at him from cleaning the counter. He simply chuckled and before saying anything, she continued.

“You smartmouth. You don’t remember last night, do you..?”

“Fuckin’hell. I don’t get it, I woke up at my place. How--”

“No, Eve. We didn’t do anything.”

“That’s too bad.”

“You did.” He said and she gave an examining look. “You texted me.”

“Oh.”

She dragged him after her to a locker room in the back, originally made for the waiters to change to their uniforms in but turned by them into a smoking room along the years.

“Show me what I wrote.” He clumsily took his phone out the back pocket of his trousers and handed it to her.

“What’s the passcode?”

“061299″ He impulsively said and she gasped, “Should’ve guessed it.”

When she opened the texts, she was reading in with confusion and he looked at her from above, grinning. “Also what, Eve?”

She opened her mouth to explain that she was too drunk to have intention behind her words, but if there was intention, it was probably booty calling him. She was about to say that when she suddenly felt his lips attaching to hers in a sweet motion. Her eyelids fluttered when they started to dance around with hers, and her arm took the back of his neck to bring him closer.

Everything was new; the warmth of his mouth, the feeling of his hair between her fingers and his arm around her waist, caressing lightly. He pulled her body closer and his tongue met hers. The sweetness of his tongue made her unwillingly release a small moan, he, in response started laughing into the kiss, which made them detach, not before leaving several extra pecks.

“Meh.” she said and he chortled.

“Unbearable. Absolutely unbearable.”

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missymariee · 6 years

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First Fight - Noah Centineo

A/N: I decided to make this a combined request from prompts that some of you lovelies sent in. The prompts used in this imagine are bolded throughout the text. Hope you like it x.

Your relationship with Noah was almost perfect and everyone could see that. It was rare for you and Noah to argue about things. Normally, you saw eye to eye on issues and so you never fought. You both trusted each other and never felt the need to act on jealous emotions. You told each other everything, from likes/dislikes to how certain behaviours made you feel and you both found communication to be really important. It was easy to see why your relationship with Noah was healthy. But, no relationship was totally perfect.

The night had started off wonderfully, you and Noah had a scheduled date night which you were very excited about. You hadn’t properly seen him in 3 weeks due to his intense schedule. He’d been on set almost every night and day, leaving you to fall asleep and to wake up all alone. You knew that his job involved an unpredictable schedule but it was really starting to annoy you. All you wanted was to spend some quality time with your lovely boyfriend without any interruptions. So, there you were waiting on your couch to hear Noah’s distinct knocks on your front door. You’d gotten all dolled up for your date night, having assumed that he had planned something utterly romantic as usual. Unfortunately, you were wrong like very wrong.

You hear Noah knocking and you rush up from the couch to open the door. Noah grins when he sees you and raises an eyebrow once he notices what you’re wearing.

“Why are you all dressed up?” he asks and you chuckle thinking that he was joking. When you see the confused expression on his face you realize that he’d forgotten about your plans.

“It’s date night.”

“I knew I forgot something today” he says jokingly with only irritates you even more.

“Oh, piss off” you reply with an exaggerated eye roll.

Noah frowns at your sudden change of attitude and crosses his arms defensively. “Would you relax? It’s not a huge deal, we can reschedule date night.”

“It is a big deal! We haven’t spent any alone time together for weeks and I miss you”

“Well I’ve been busy, they need me on set for a lot of the scenes. I don’t know what you want me to do about it.”

“Oh, come on Noah, I have a busy job too and I still make time for us”

“Try being an actor and then come talk to me about having a busy job” he mutters under his breath just loud enough for you to hear. That was the last straw for you. You weren’t going to let him undermine you or your job and if he wanted to act like a child he could go do it somewhere else.

“Maybe you should spend the night in your trailer, since you seem to be loving being on set lately” you reply coldly.

“Fine, then maybe I’ll go ahead and do just that” he snaps and you narrow your eyes. You were hoping that he was going to disagree with you and stay at your place like he usually does.

“Go ahead, see if I care,” you turn around and start to walk back to your bedroom. “and close the door on your way out.” You yell out without looking back. A few seconds later you hear your front door slamming shut, indicating that Noah had in fact left. You throw yourself onto your bed and start to silently cry into your pillow. This was the biggest fight you’d ever had with Noah and it left you feeling like utter crap. You truly didn’t know how you were going to fix things after that fight.

That night Noah had done exactly what you’d said. He went back to set and tried to fall asleep on the shitty couch in his trailer. But, no matter what he did he couldn’t manage to fall asleep. The fight you’d had kept replaying in his mind and he realized that he’d made a big mistake by leaving. So, he put some shoes on, got in his car and drove to your apartment, ready to apologize profusely.

You heard the familiar pattern of knocks on your door and knew who it was. You throw on a baggy sweatshirt and slowly make your way over to the door. You could hear Noah’s heavy breathing through the door and paused before making a move to open it.

“I’m a mess” you hear him whisper through the wooden door of your small apartment. “I hate fighting like this.”

“I don’t know what we should do” you reply truthfully.

“I can’t quit this show-”

You interrupt him with an irritated sigh “I know that Noah.”

“So, where does that leave us?”

“I don’t know.”

“Maybe we should take a break then” you say tentatively. You hear Noah rest his head against your door with a deflated sigh.

“Please don’t say that” his voice sounded strained, like he had been crying. “I can’t lose you Y/N.”

You bite down on your own lip to try to keep yourself from crying. You didn’t want to break things off with Noah but in that moment, it felt like the logical thing to do.

“I don’t want to lose you either Noah, but we can’t keep being together if we’re never actually together. I can’t be with someone who’s never around.”

“I’ll try harder Y/N. I promise I’ll make a better effort to be there for you.” He pleads.

You decide to open the door, knowing that this was a conversation to have face-to-face. He was slightly startled by the sound of the door creaking open but it gave him hope, hope that you would be willing to work things out.

“Okay.” You say once you get to look into Noah’s bloodshot eyes. “But, only if you promise that you’ll be around more often. I refuse to be one of those girls who sits around waiting for her boyfriend.”

Noah nods rapidly. “Of course, I swear I’ll be here more often and I won’t forget another date night.”

You break out into a small smile and wrap your arms around Noah’s torso, giving him a comforting hug. He brings his arms around you as well and tightens the hug, squeezing you tightly. He places a soft kiss on your forehead and you hum contently. At the end of the day this was all you wanted, to be in Noah’s arms and to feel loved.

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dragonnan · 6 years

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Speaking at a panel at the London Film and Comic-Con today, the 41-year-old said that there could only be one character his detective could be coupled with in the BBC hit series.“Now, there’s only one choice, isn’t there? Come on,” he told the audience of fans, before jokingly adding: “Doctor Watson.” He continued on a more serious note, explaining: “I think it would have to be Molly, wouldn’t it? Love for him, after all, would be thinking more - maybe that’s asking too much - maybe thinking as much of someone else as he thinks of himself.”

Headcanon Times:

I know everyone, including the actors, have their opinions about the characters but this is one where I fully, fully agree with Ben. I want to be clear, I don’t watch Sherlock for romance - though romance, in the broader sense, is integral within the series as a whole. It is heightened and artistic and deep and exciting and adventurous and funny and witty and terrifying and, yes, heartbreakingly romantic, too.

I had always viewed Irene as Sherlock’s first real exposure to love. I think there was an immediate attraction and, possibly (without knowing a thing of his history and only going on what the series implied) his first physical experience as well. I’m very much in the camp that believes he and Irene had a physical encounter after he rescued her from being executed. I think he pined after her for many years but I also find it telling that he rarely engaged her no matter how often she texted him. I think he didn’t know what to do with his emotions regarding her and, as has been his method regarding strong emotions, he set them to the side rather than face them head on. “You didn't win, you lost. Look what you did to her. Look what you did to yourself, all those complicated little emotions, I lost count. Emotional context, it destroys you, every time.”

If the man Sherlock has become is his memory of Eurus then it’s no wonder than his view on emotions would be skewed towards seeing them as a crutch rather than a strength. His connections with people were severely damaged between his two siblings - Eurus for her own inability to healthily relate to others plus, you know, murdering his best friend - and Mycroft, for keeping that truth hidden and for teaching Sherlock that human connection is something to despise. At least Mycroft has begun to see how badly he’d wronged his brother, in that regard.

When he met Irene, he’d already begun opening himself up to humanity again. John was a healer beyond his abilities as a doctor. He was crucial to pulling Sherlock back from the edge -possibly - just in time. It’s terrifying to imagine what would have happened to Sherlock had John not entered his life when he did. Because of John’s influence and heart, Sherlock’s emotional walls developed a significant crack. So, that, by the time he’d met Irene, he was already in a place where he could be blindsided by the power of these newly reborn feelings. I think there’s even room to speculate that Sherlock’s emotions towards Irene were so incredibly powerful BECAUSE he hadn’t had much practice with them, yet. To use the familiar cliche it was like gaining sight where once he’d been blind. He was overwhelmed and, as much as Sherlock could be, nearly sick with his infatuation. (bear in mind, still, this is speculation. Sherlock has always maintained an outer cool for a good portion of the series and there are very few times he’s shown his chaotic feelings - but we’ll get to that...).

We know Molly, by this point, has had an ongoing crush on him and it is implied, based on his response to her, that Christmas, that he possibly wasn’t truly aware of that. Or, at least, not the depth of it - given his shock at reading her card. It makes me wonder, then, what, if any, real experience he’s had with attention from someone who views him in a sexual way. Obviously, with John’s blog making him a celebrity, that would have begun to change quite quickly - not that Sherlock has ever had the desire for such distractions (that he’d have felt desire, in and of itself, is another matter entirely. Ben has stated that he did not view Sherlock as cut off from things such as arousal - but that he’d have repressed them in order to put all of his energies into the Work). When he’d believed Irene to be dead, he came very close to using again - or, possibly, something even worse. There isn’t time to explore what he may actually have done because she revealed herself soon afterwards. It is clear, though, that his care for her developed very fast. He’d met her just one time - was outsmarted by her - drugged by her - and then began receiving repeated suggestive texts from her. And, shortly thereafter, he composed an incredibly moving and emotional sonnet for her. Even Ben isn’t certain whether what Sherlock felt was more love or more lust. I don’t know that it is always one or the other as so often those things are intertwined - though possibly weighted more heavily on the physical. In any event, without delving too far into Irene’s relationship, it feels as though they have little to build on, between them, beyond the physical. They play cat and mouse. They have a game of outwitting one another. But beyond wordplay and the occasional whip... Irene would never be a true partner. She has a life she loves and a career that, by its nature, does not mesh with the sort of partnership needed between a man and wife (not that I think she’d ever want something as domestic as that). On top of all of that, she already has a steady female partner that she obviously loves and Sherlock is an aberration for her. He’s a temporary delight but I cannot see any scenario where she’d want to be at his side, through ups and downs, falling off the wagon, getting lost in his work, family dramas... Well, point in fact, she never was.

So, now to the part of this musing that I’ve been building towards.

I gave myself a series of questions and I’ve spent a few weeks, actually, thinking about them. Faithful characterization is really important to me. I want to see the honesty of how a character is represented without overlaying intent just because I WANT to see it. (to be clear, this is not a comment on fanfiction or various pairings or anything of the sort. This is me trying to parse the authentic character, based on what I've interpreted on screen, for my own creative process).

Sherlock's relationship with John is a powerful friendship that has laid the groundwork towards developing his emotional balance. While he will always be a bit of an arse – suspicious of overt emotional displays – in short, he'll be himself – he has also warmed up in ways that would not have come about otherwise.

Molly is the first person that Sherlock, at least on screen, apologizes to. The reason being for his callous cruelty when he chose to deduce the reason for a gift she'd brought – correct motivations but incorrect recipient in that he hadn't connected the dots in that the gift was for him. Instantly abashed for causing her humiliation, he apologized, begged her forgiveness, and kissed her cheek.

Of course, Sherlock now starts to exploit her infatuation because, still, he doesn't really get what love is all about. He doesn't seem to see what it is to emotionally hurt someone because he's cut off proper access to his own heart. In fact, to leap ahead, it is amazing character growth to contrast his early interactions with her – faking interest in her hair and make up just to have access to bodies – against his honest pleading with her to say “I love you” and then having an absolute melt-down when he realized Eurus had used him to emotionally bludgeon Molly.

“You look sad, when you think, he can't see you.” Molly is one of the few people that Sherlock cannot bluff his way around. But this moment also reveals that she is one of the few people he trusts enough to show his real feelings. Yes, he will show John those feelings as well, but in this circumstance he simply couldn't afford to. But he had to be able to relieve some of that emotional stress with someone and Molly was the one he turned to – even if he wasn't initially aware that he was doing so.

Sherlock Holmes: [waiting for Molly in the darkened lab, she enters and is startled when he begins to speak] You're wrong, you know. You do count. You've always counted and I've always trusted you. But you were right. I'm not okay.

Molly Hooper: Tell me what's wrong.

Sherlock Holmes: Molly... I think I'm going to die.

Molly Hooper: What do you need?

Sherlock Holmes: If I wasn't everything that you think I am, everything that I think I am... would you still want to help me?

Molly Hooper: What do you need?

Sherlock Holmes: You.

When Sherlock prepared to fake his death, one of the few people he implicitly trusted to help him was Molly. Not only did he trust her, he approached her in a very open and emotional way. He didn't simply ask her for help. I've thought a lot about the above lines and Sherlock's build up and what it all meant. What I end up with, basically, is him asking would she help him even if he wasn't the near legend that he has become... if he were the lie he's going to be forced to assume in order to make John think he's suicidal. And Molly doesn't hesitate. She will follow him into hell. And I think this might be a moment where Sherlock was still unaware of how MUCH she was devoted to him. Thus his hesitancy. And, yet, he trusts her completely.

Later, Sherlock spent time living with her while in hiding and sleeping in her room while she took the spare room. “We agreed he needed the space”. I don't, however, believe there was anything intimate going on between them and just given Molly's comments on it, it seems as though it was more awkward for her than anything.

Molly was the one Sherlock asked to go investigating when John was angry with him. He was very quick to understand that it was a one time thing because she was engaged. This was the second time he kissed her cheek; and followed it by saying she deserved every happiness. It's suggestible that he acknowledges her feelings for him by saying not every man she falls for can be a sociopath. Of course, one could read that he's referring to Moriarty but after such a tender moment that would seem a little crass. Though, this IS Sherlock and likely he would think that was a kindness. I find everything about this incredibly interesting. For one, though I've never thought there was anything romantic between John and Sherlock – there also were never any questions that John would investigate with Sherlock regardless as to whom he was seeing/married to. It simply wasn't a factor. For Molly, however, her being with someone else means she can't possibly do this with Sherlock. Why? Because of her feelings for him and, more, him recognizing and respecting that he cannot compromise that. While it doesn't say anything about his feelings for her, beyond friendship, it DOES show that he cares about her and won't ask her to do anything that makes her uncomfortable (another step forwards from series 1 Sherlock). It does, also, reveal something else. That if Molly hadn't been engaged, Sherlock would have welcomed her as a partner and that he'd enjoyed his day with her. Even if they weren't able to go out for chips after – his invitation.

The two people asked to be godparents of Rosie were Sherlock and Molly. If John also died, Sherlock and Molly would instantly be co-parents. I just wanted to throw that out there.

Molly is one of the people entrusted to look after Sherlock when he falls off the wagon. It's a short list.

When Sherlock is dying, it's a mental version of Molly who appears and saves his life. Now, for me, that IS telling in that John is the doctor and yet Molly is the one Sherlock's frantic brain latches onto first.

Finally, as was mentioned earlier, we have the infamous “I love you”. We've seen Sherlock fake emotion – fake tears – fake fear and very skillfully, too. He's gotten one over on John many times. With Molly, though, I feel as though he's learned a hard lesson about hurting her. He's trying to do better by her so he gives her his genuine feelings. And, certainly, in this moment he can't afford otherwise. He believes she'll die and Molly will not say the words unless he does first. “Say it like you mean it” may well have been stated “say it so I could believe it.” And, in fact, the first time he says it, she doesn't appear to believe it. She can tell when he lies and, I think for a long time now, she can tell when he's faking kindness to manipulate her. This is where my honest belief about this comes into play. That in order to get her to say the words to him, he had to speak truthfully. An I think that was why it was so tremendously devastating. It opened a wound he hadn't realized existed until that moment – something far deeper and FAR more demanding than that long ago emotion he'd felt for Irene. Irene would never be compromised by a declaration of love. It's possible she may even find it tragic because part of me thinks Irene, too, finds emotional investment to be compromising. I actually think there's a lot of evidence to support that. With Molly, though; who has carried this steady love for so many years – have carried Sherlock through his tragedies, has been emotional support and safety... he cannot wedge open his heart like this for the moment it takes to “save her”, only to close it once more. This is something that has ramifications for the both of them and there is every chance this forced enlightenment comes at the cost of something he wasn't given the time to figure out and act upon. In finally figuring out he loves her he may have lost her in that same breath.

If ever there is a season 5 I wonder that this would even be explored. It's hard to say. But if this is, really, the end of the show it is just as easy to see where it COULD lead.

#london comic-con #Sherlolly #Sherlock and Molly and the hints at their long game romance

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To the ends of the Earth 2k14 Leo x Reader Fic

This is a story I made up myself. A Leo x Reader Fic. Hope you all enjoy it. :)

Summary: You were trying to find a story to write for the News Paper Article for work and well you met a very interesting group of characters who are Mutant Turtles? One starts developing feelings for you but will you return them? Find out. :)

Warnings: slight cursing

Notes: Y/N- Your name

L/N- Last name

A/N- Actor name

M/N- Movie name

I don’t own any of the turtles and you belong to you.

“Oh great.” You told yourself thinking how could this night get any worse. You had just been taken captive by some foot clan people and held hostage. You were on the ground with other hostages trying not to make any wrong moves. Karai was the one in charge of the whole hostage situation.

“Show yourselves. We know you’re out there.” She yelled loudly in the bus station. “If you don’t surrender, we’re gonna start killing hostages.” ‘Crap what am I gonna do?’ You think to yourself. At this moment there was only one thing you could do. You pulled out your phone and started recording the whole thing still on the ground trying not to be noticed. You thought this would make a great article for the paper right? Your job was to get something news worthy and this situation was definitely news. You then hear an older woman next to you not to do that in a low voice and Karai heard you. “You!” She pointed her gun at you. “Stand up!” She commanded. She’d be dammed if you got any intel on them and made her look like a fool.

As if on time the lights go off on the bus station and the next thing you know 4 giant figures come out from the tracks. They start attacking foot clan members and knocked everyone out including Karai. As you’re witnessing this you notice they look… ‘wait, are they green?’ you thought. Like lightning, they then retreat up from the ground and made their way to the roof tops. Everyone including you used that opportunity to escape, but you on the other hand had a mission to set out on.

As you were making your way to the roof you started hearing voices. You could barely tell from afar but they looked like giant looking humanoid animals, with a shell. You took out your camera phone again trying to get a better shot.

“Great elbow Donnie!” Leo praised him.

“Yea did you see that guy I knocked out? He’ll be drinking from a sippy cup for a week.” Donnie gloated.

“Yea this is our city these are our streets!” Raphael said.

“That’s what happens when you step into the woo.” Mikey said.

“Ah that’s what i’m talken bout brothers like shadows in the night completely unseen!” Raph gloated.

They all come in for a high three when suddenly they saw a flash of light and stopped dead in their tracks. You started to look really nervous. Had they spotted you? Then they start to whisper to each other.

“What was that?” Asked Mikey quietly.

“It’s a camera flash.” Donnie said nervously.

“We know it’s a camera flash.” Leo stated.

“Who’s behind the camera flash?” Raph asked a bit irritated, demanding to know.

“By my calculations it’s a girl.” Donnie said.

“Are we gonna kill her?” Mikey asked.

“What?!” Donnie stated a bit nervous at his younger brother’s antics.

“With kindness.” Mikey said as his last comment was a joke. “We’ll buy her some flowers or chocolates. He said.

“I got this.” Raph said.

“No no wait Raph!” Leo begged his brother.

While you were climbing down from the roof, the next thing you know you were being dragged up on the roof by chains attached to his sai’s and landed on your face. Lucky for you you didn’t get a concussion from that land. Still on the ground you were looking around your surroundings desperately trying to find who was there. Suddenly a giant man looking turtle landed right in front of you startling you a bit.

“Gimme tha camera.” Raph demanded.

“Oh look he’s doing his ‘Batman voice’.” Mikey said in a joking way. You slowly looked up at him in awe disbelieving this was really real right now. “She’s so hott I can feel my shell tightening.” Mikey sounded a bit horney but it was a joke.

“We can hear you!” Raph said a bit annoyed to his brother. You got up slowly from the ground still scared. Raph took out his sai and pointed it to you in a threatening way.

If you don’t gimme the camera…i’m gonna-

“ENOUGH!” Leo shouted and jumped up in the air and landed on the edge of the roof. “Back off Raph!” Leo commanded his brother.

Raph held his hands in the air and backed away. “I only saw Batman once.” “Ma'am hello I apologize. My colleague here forgot to say ’please’. So would you please hand over the camera?”

You looked even more scared as he came approaching you and backed up but into something as Mikey jumped behind you. “Whoa whoa whoa chill, it’s just a mask see? Don’t freak out.” He took off his mask. “Right?” He smiled as he showed you his mask.

You tried to hold yourself together but you were freaking out so much inside that you fainted in front of them.

“Oh I think that went well.” Donnie stated sarcastically.

You start to open your eyes slowly as you heard voices.

“Make sure she’s stabilizing.” Donnie said.

“Why are we still here playin doctor?” Raph asked a bit annoyed.

“She may have a head injury.” Leo told him.

“Correction she’s a hott chick who may have a head injury, which makes it our sinic duty to-” Mikey was interrupted by Donnie.

“Ma'am ma'am can you hear me? Do you know what city you’re in? Do you know where you are?” Donnie asked.

“Have you seen that video where the cat plays chopsticks with the chopsticks?” Mikey asked being his cynical self.

“Can we focus here?” Leo said as he shoved Mikey out of the way and got a bit closer to you make sure you were alright.

“Guys please c'mon give her some air.” Donnie said.

“What are you?” You asked looking at all of them.

“Well miss um…we’re ninjas.” Leo said as he did a little bow with his fist in his hand.

“We’re mutants.” Raph said.

“Technically we’re turtles.” Donnie stated.

“Oh and we’re teenagers. But we can still have ‘adult conversations.’” Mikey said in a bit jokingly manner.

You got up slowly. “So wait…you guys are…ninja, mutant…turtle, teenagers?” You asked still a bit hazy from fainting.

“Well when you put it like that it sounds ridiculous.” Donnie said as he can’t believe you said it that way.

“See she’s lookin at us like we’re freaks! I bet that’s why you took our picture wasn’t it? Show your friends?” Raph said.

“Bro that’s a good thing, maybe she has hott friends!” Mikey said sounding a bit excited.

“Lookin fa this?” Raph asked holding up your phone.

“No don’t break that. No no no please.” You begged him.

Leo suddenly snatched it out of his hand. “How many times do I have to tell you? We don’t break things, we fix them. Donnie already wiped the phone genius. Problem solved, moving on.” He stated.

“And who put ya in charge?” Raph said as he pushed his brother back a little.

“You know who did.” Leo said to his brother looking like they were gonna go toe to toe.

“Whoa tension, it’s been thirty whole minutes since you guys had this argument.” Mikey said.

“Leonardo, we wanna make it home before master we gotta hustle.” Donnie told him in a more urgent tone.

“Leonardo…” you whispered as you looked up at him.

Leonardo turned around and looked at you and held out the end of his katana and pointed it to you almost in a threatening way.

“Do not say a word about this to anyone. If you do, will find you (Y/N) (L/N).” He said in a more serious and threatening tone.

‘How does he know my name!’ You asked yourself. You looked at him. You should be scared but for some reason you weren’t. You don’t know what it was but there was something about Leo that was just mesmerizing to you. Maybe it was his voice, or maybe how skilled or strong he was. It could be how calm and collected he was. Or maybe it’s his eyes. You stared into his eyes, those deep gorgeous deep blue eyes of his. The one thing you found attracted in anyone was their eyes. It said a lot about that person. They suddenly took a hold on you. And you wanted to know more about them. About him.

“We’re on the move Raphael.” Leo said to his brother.

“Raphael…” you said as you looked at him twirling his sai’s in a showoffy way.

“Yeeaaa we’ll find you…(L/N)” Mikey said trying to sound intimidating. “I’m sorry that come across super creepy…we will find you though.” With that all four of them flipped off of the roof and they all started howling and screaming. You quickly reached into your pocket and pulled out your phone and took one last picture of them before they disappeared into the night. Once you took it you zoomed in on Leo.

“Leonardo…” You said to yourself. You were interested in getting to know more about him.

*************TIME SKIP**************

Months have passed since the whole, Sacks, Shredder and mutagen incident. Also since you’ve met the boys. You got to know all of them. You even got to know about Splinter. They loved and cared about you. They treated you like part of the family. You had lived in New York for almost a year and had no friends or family. The boys and Splinter were the only family you had. You helped them out a lot on their missions and patrol nights. You were a vital part in their lives and they were lucky to have you in their lives. You were lucky to be a part of it. But a certain turtle has grown feelings for you.

Leonardo was in the dojo meditating. Well he was trying to anyway. He was thinking about you. He doesn’t know why, but he’s been growing feelings toward you for some time now. He was imagining you in his arms and him holding you tightly. Planting kisses on your head and- 'No stop!’ He told himself. What has gotten into him? He knows he shouldn’t be thinking of you like this but he couldn’t help it. He was falling for you hard. 'Why am I thinking of her this way? I can’t do that. It would never work out. She’s a human, and beautiful, stunning, strong, smart and kindhearted. And I’m a well…a big grotesque, ugly mutant we’re never meant to be together. We’re just two different people.’ He said to himself. The boys have low self-esteem issues and have always felt they will never find true love anywhere unless it was with a mutant like them. As he finished up his meditation session he got up and left out the room and went in the living room where everyone else was. You just happened to be there watching tv with Raph and Mikey.

“What are you guys doing?” Leo asked.

You guys turned around and saw him. “Oh hey Leo, we were just getting ready to watch a movie, would you like to join us?” You asked.

“Oh um sure, I guess that sounds nice.” He said as he went over to you guys. “Found it!” Mikey said as he brought out the movie.

“Did ya find The Dark Knight?” Raph asked his younger brother.

“What? No dude we decided we’re watching a comedy this time, White Chicks, remember?” Mikey said.

“Are you kiddin me?! We watched a comedy the other day, it’s action movie night now!” Raph said.

“Dude we just watched something actiony yesterday with an alien in it remember?” Mikey told his brother.

“That was a sci-fi movie and it was Donnie’s pick. I don’t watch those sci-fi movies Mikey.” Raph said to Mikey.

“It still had action in it though didn’t it?” Mikey teased.

“Mikey we’re watchin The Dark Knight. End of discussion!” Raph said a little annoyed to his brother.

“Sorry bro but it’s a comedy movie kind of night tonight deal with it!” Mikey teasingly told his brother.

“Mikey don’t make me do that thing you don’t like!” Raph threatened his brother.

“Bring it bro I’m not scared of you anymore!” Mikey said still taunting his brother.

“MIKEY!!!” Raph roared in frustration.

Leo was just looking really annoyed with both of his brother’s antics. He let out a frustrated sigh. “Sorry about them. They can be a real pain.” He said looking at you and he giggled.

“No don’t be. They’re funny. That’s just how they are.” You said looking at him.

“But um while they are deciding on what movie to watch you wanna do something else?” He asked you.

“Sure like what?” You asked looking up curiously at him.

“There’s something I’ve been meaning to get off my chest.” He said a bit nervously putting his head down.

“Yea sure let’s go someplace private.” You said as you two left the other brothers deciding what other movie they should watch.

You both went in the dojo where Leo goes to train and meditate. That’s the most personal private place for him to go to other than his bedroom or the bathroom since rarely anyone is in there other than for training or Master Splinter is in there. He uses it for meditation for when he’s having a bad day or needs to concentrate on something. Think of it as his 'sanctuary.’

“So what was it you wanted to talk to me about Leo?” You asked.

Leo had always been your favorite boy to hang out with. Though you loved and cared about all the brothers. There was just something so special about Leo that you really liked. You two were best friends. You could tell each other anything. You called each other, texted even hung out with him more at the lair when he wasn’t meditating, training or out on patrol. He even takes you back to your apartment at night and makes sure you get in safely. You could tell him anything and he wouldn’t judge you at all. Maybe it was his leadership or maturity. You were never one to care about looks because if you were you wouldn’t take out the time to be in the sewers with any of the boys or their giant rat father and would think they’re ugly, gross or scary. You also wouldn’t find any of them attractive. But you did. You thought Leo was extremely handsome for mutant turtle. He always had that charming spark to him. But you also liked how he took care of his brothers and their father. How he would always be ready to do anything to stop bad guys. He was fearless after all. Raph didn’t give him that nickname for a reason. You liked him a lot. Heck you might even say you were in love with him. But it could never work out if you two started dating. You were both from completely different worlds. You belong above the surface and he belonged in the sewers and stayed in the shadows. Plus, you knew he would probably never feel the same way anyway…could he?

“Right I um…I-I uh…” Leo started to stutter. This has never happened to him before. ‘This is it, just say it. Teller how you really feel you coward.’ He thought to himself. Usually he always knew what to say but at this moment he felt his heart stop and his brain not working right and felt weak in his body. He maybe fearless when it comes to fighting but when it comes to expressing his feelings, thats where he’s scared of the most. He’s scared to get hurt and turned down by a gorgeous human such as yourself. “Well there’s um something I um…I’ve had this on my mind for a while now and um…well…”

“Yes Leo?” You asked a bit anxiously to know what he’s going to say. “You can tell me anything remember?” You said reassuring him it’s okay.

“Well I know we’ve been best friends for a while now but…I feel there’s something a little more that I’ve been feeling for you. I can’t explain it and I don’t know or when it even all started or happened. But I do know that I like it and I don’t want it to stop.” He said looking at you.

You felt some blush creep across your face. That was the sweetest thing anyone’s ever said to you. Your past boyfriends you’ve had have never said anything like that to you. But yet here’s Leo who has more charm and more romance than any of your ex’s will ever have. You know it’s sad when a freaking mutant turtle has more class and charm than any human male.

“Leo…that was the sweetest thing anyone has ever said to me.” You continued to blush and your face was red as a beat.

He sighed in relief and returned the smile back to you. I’ve been in love with you for a while but never had the courage to tell you my true feelings. I was afraid you wouldn’t return them.“

"Oh Leo there’s something you should know as well. I’m in love with you too.” You said as you scooted close to him.

“You are?” He asked in surprise still looking at you.

“Yes I always have had a crush on you. I never thought I could develope feelings for a mutant but I have and I’m glad I did.” You continue to smile at him.

“You’re very important to me (Y/N), I never want to let you go.” He said as he wrapped a strong arm around your waist.

You leaned in for a kiss and he happily returned it and laid your head on his plastron and held you tight around your waist. You two stayed like that for a good solid 10 minutes.

“So does this mean we’re officially together romantically.” You asked him a bit eagerly.

He then laughed and smiled at you. “Yes we are officially.” He said as he kissed your forehead.

You blush and you both got up and went back to the Livingroom to see if Raph and Mikey worked out their movie problems. Of course being who they are they were still arguing over the movie and that’s when you steeped in.

“Okay guys listen up! I have the perfect solution for the movie I brought over.” You said as you looked up at them.

They both stopped fighting and gave their attention to you.

“Oh hey Angel Cake’s yes please help us with a movie, that would be nice.” Mikey said looking at you.

You reached into your bag and pulled out the movie. “Have you guys heard of (M/N)?” You asked them.

“I think I have just never seen it, is any good?” Raph asked.

“Ohhh is it that movie with (A/N) and (A/N)?” Mikey asked.

“Yes it is you’re right Mikey. And to answer your question Raph its really good. It has just the right amount comedy and action. It’s also one of my all-time favorite movies. I recommend it to anyone. Here watch it let me know what you guys think.” You hand them the movie.

“Well I guess I can give it a shot. I mean how bad could it be?” Raph said. “Sure anything for you Angel Cakes, since you recommend it.” Mikey said flirtatiously to you.

“Alright you guys enjoy them movie.” You said as you went back to Leo.

“You’re not gonna watch it with us?” Raph asked.

“I’m gonna hang out with Leo.” You told them.

“Aww alright, I guess Raph and I will watch it together.” Mikey said sounding a bit sad.

Leo was relieved when they finally settled down and started watching the movie. He was very impressed how you were able to shut them both up like that. You definitely were a keeper. You and Leo both spent the rest of the evening in his room cuddling, kissing and just talking about life.

“I’m glad we’re together Leo.” You said as you looked in his eyes.

“I’m glad we’re together too.” He said looking deeply back into yours.

“I love you with all my heart.” You told him.

“I love you too. I will protect you to the ends of the earth.” He told you as he kissed your lips.

You stayed in his arms until you fell asleep. This was going to be the beginning of a very beautiful relationship he could feel it.

The end.

Notes: Yes, finally done with this story. It took me a while to come up with the plot and have make everything fit. Anyway I did used a lot of dialogue from the first 2k14 movie. Just from the roof scene though nothing else. I hope you all enjoyed it. Let me know what you guys think thank you. :)

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