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anashins · 17 days

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So this just happened to me but I found out my bf doesn’t have my contacts saved with any kind of emoji or cute nickname. Maybe a suggestion for a Drabble? Feel like a child writing this but idk how this has me so bummed and sad

Pairing: Jaehyun x You

Genre: fluff, romance

Word Count: 1.1k

Summary: As you find out that Jaehyun doesn't have your contact saved on his phone under a cute nick name, you start comparing your relationship to others. After all, that must mean you're not special to him - right?

A/N: I hope everything went well for you, dear! My bf always says, “I don’t know, you have to tell me!” - so just tell him! Because men are simple but their partners' feelings matter to them, even if they seem childish to you 💞

“Under which name did your boyfriend save you on his phone? You know that?”

You looked at your best friend who tilted her head as though in deep thoughts. For a moment, you hoped she wouldn’t know, wouldn’t care, and that you were overdramatic after all like you had feared all along, but almost instantly, she replied,

“When we started dating, he had me saved as ‘my girl’ without any kind of emoji. When we officially decided to get together, he saved my contact as ‘baby’ with a pink heart, and it remained like this until now.”

Your best friend wasn’t the first one who you had asked and whose answer was almost identical to your other taken friends you had questioned about this topic: Their boyfriends all had them saved on their phones with either a cute nickname, some meaningful emoji or both.

Your own boyfriend had you saved on his phone under your government name.

You usually never looked at his screen as there were always so many things going on with different people from his group, from his management and from people in the industry in general, so it was always buzzing anyway.

But when a week ago you had been lying next to him, sending him pictures from the activity you had done together shortly before, your name popped up in his chat history.

Your full name.

You had been bummed, and he had happily continued on as if he hadn’t minded you seeing this, as if this was the most normal thing in the world and didn’t make you feel less special among all his other contacts - and there were a lot for an idol.

After all, even when you didn’t have as many connections as him, you had your boyfriend saved as,

‘Yuno-ya’ with a pink heart.

It wasn’t the most romantic nickname as you weren’t calling each other pet names at all, but still cute and emphasized his contact to filter his name out of all other people.

Now, hearing all the other boyfriends having your female friends saved as something special, it made you feel even sadder as if the entire thing hadn’t been bothering you for a week already.

“Under which name has your boyfriend your contact saved on his phone?” your best friend questioned back.

You sighed out loud.

“I don’t like it when you make that face,” Jaehyun immediately said to you instead of a greeting when you came over to his house later that day. “And you have randomly started making it the last time we met. I’ve been worrying all week, but on the phone you always say everything is fine when it’s clearly not. Tell me now, did I do something wrong?”

You bit into your bottom lip. You felt that now was the chance, now or never before it would eat you up from the inside and you would never be able to let go of it. “Under which name do you have me saved on your phone?”

Jaehyun widened his eyes, completely blindsided by this unexpected silly question, apparently. “Pardon?”

“My contact,” you described it better for him. “Under which name can you find me in your contacts?”

He confusedly proceeded to speak out your full government name.

“Exactly!” you called him out.

“I don’t understand.”

“You have me saved in your contacts under my full name!”

“Well… isn’t that your full name? Under what name should I save you then? Should I make one up or…” He shook his head. “I don’t know what’s going on! What’s the problem here?”

You folded your arms in front of your chest. The longer you went on to explain this situation to a very oblivious Jaehyun, the sillier you started to feel. Were you exaggerating? But none of your friends had said so and claimed your feelings were valid.

Suddenly, your voice was very low when you poured out your feelings to him as there was no turning back anymore. “My friend’s boyfriends have them all saved on their phones under some cute nickname. Or with a cute emoji at least. I also have you saved as Yuno-ya with a heart. It makes the other person feel special and makes the contact stand out from everyone else. It gives you a little surge of excitement whenever that person’s name pops up. As you have me saved with my full government name… it makes me think if you see me as everyone else and I’m not that special to you.”

Your breakout followed a few moments of silence in which you kept your gaze locked to the ground as you were now kind of too embarrassed to face Jaehyun. Hearing these words… you felt so childish.

The pat you felt on the top of your head only shortly later convinced you of the opposite though. When you lifted your head, Jaehyun wasn’t laughing and he didn’t look like he wanted to make fun of you or didn’t understand your feelings at all.

“I’m sorry,” he said with genuine concern. “I… didn’t know. I have everyone saved on my phone with their full government name as there are just so many people that it really gives me a hard time to separate them all or even remember who they are. Even the members aren’t an exception, only my parents. It was just a habit I followed when we exchanged contacts and I was never bothered enough to change it. If I had known it was this important to you, I would have done it right away.”

Was it really this simple? Some men like your boyfriend just didn’t know, were totally unaware of such things and you simply needed to tell them to change whatever bothered you, no matter how silly and childish it might sound?

He was a perfect partner for you and you couldn’t believe you let such a futile thing question his feelings for an entire week.

Jaehyun smiled at you and pulled out his phone. “Don’t ever think again that you’re not special to me and I never feel excitement rushing through me whenever your name pops up on my phone. Your chat is pinned at the very top and your number saved as favorites. Among everyone I regularly keep in contact with, even if I don’t answer for hours, I always answer you first. I always recognize your picture, no matter how many times you change it. Upon first glance, I always recognize it’s you. My beautiful girl.”

He gave you a kiss on the cheek and then proceeded to type something into his phone with a wide grin, obviously changing your name name.

“What did you save my contact under now?” you asked and wanted to catch a glimpse, but Jaehyun quickly pulled his phone away from you.

“Text me now and you’ll see.”

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xxchumanixx · 2 months

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No problem ma dear. I'm sure you're going to make the absolute freaking best our of my request. Happy to hear that you are going to make a story out of it 🥹♥️

Restoring faith

Tim Bradford x reader

Warnings/Tag: fluff, language, comfort, angst, hurt, readers ex was abusive, grumpy Tim (yes, he's a warning), not entirely proof read yet Word count: 5.933 Authors note: Hello love, thank you so much for the request! I had so much fun writing it, and again, I'm sorry for losing the original request (but, tell you what, I managed to get the request at least copied and pasted, because I hadn't closed tumblr on my laptop yesterday and it was still there (even though it was just a bug, but hey, i managed to copy the text)) Fun fact: My daughters name is gonna be Hailee one day (If I ever get a daughter). Also, I might have messed a little with the timeline (in terms of Celina appearing a little earlier) Here's the original request:

"I currently can't stop thinking about Tim Bradford so I came up with this grumpy Tim request, cause I need grumpy Tim becoming the protective sweet guy he is. Tim has a new neighbor, a single mom. Afraid that now his peace and quiet in his home will be over, he's convinced of the contrary when reader's little girl wrapped the grumpy neighbor around her little fingers.

Reader wants to start a new life away from her abusive ex and so she moved states with her daughter. Tim instantly melts when the cute little girl gets bubbly when she sees Tim.

In the meantime Tim has a suspicion why reader is a single mom, she flinches when there're loud noises or when he gets too close to her. One night she wanted to do something in her apartment and fell from the ladder hitting her head hard. Her daughter runs to Tim telling him her mommy is hurt. Reader has a bad concussion and at first doesn't recognize Tim thinking it's her ex hurting her. From that moment her secret is revealed and Tim swears to himself he's going to protect these two at all costs. Perhaps we can also see Tim nursing her back to health with her concussion 😱🙃🥹 "

Now, without further ado, enjoy!

"Hailee?"

Rolling your eyes you sat the box in your hands down. Where did she go now? "Hailee?" you repeated louder, leaving the kitchen to go look for your daughter.

Leaving the house you saw her at your car, with a stranger.

"Hailee!" you called, as you suddenly panicked, running towards her. The stranger took a step back, holding up his hands.

Stopping in front of your daughter, shielding her as you softly pushed her behind you, you looked up at the stranger.

"Can I help you?" you asked, heart racing.

Did he find you? But he was in jail - he shouldn't even know you moved states.

"Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to intrude." the man returned, smiling slightly. "My name's Tim Bradford, I'm your neighbor. I saw that your daughter was alone and I just wanted to make sure she's okay."

Eyes widening, you sighed in relief.

"Sorry, I just-" you started, but cut yourself off. "I'm Y/N Y/L/N. We just moved here. Nice to meet you." He nodded, eyes wandering over the many boxes in and around your car.

"Do you need help?" he asked, motioning at the boxes. "Oh..." you made, swallowing. "Yeah, some help would be nice, thank you." He smiled, a smile that caused you to return it.

"Okay..." he mumbled, randomly picking one of the boxes and starting to walk towards the house. Picking up a box as well, you let Hailee walk in front of you, following Tim.

He stood in the entryway, looking around. "Where do these boxes go?" he wanted to know. Reading what was written on the side of the box you motioned for the living room.

He nodded, putting the box down.

His eyes wandered over the numerous kids toys already scattered on the floor, cocking a brow.

Clearing your throat awkwardly, you put your box down beside his.

"She loves these toys, she's five." you explained, licking your bottom lip. He didn't seem too convinced of a five-year-old in his neighborhood, but you wouldn't let him judge early.

Motioning outside, he walked out, picking up another box.

"Hailee, honey, would you please stay here and wait for mommy and Tim to get the boxes inside?" you asked of her, motioning at the toys. She nodded, sitting down on a blanket and grabbing a few of her barbies.

Nodding to yourself you walked outside, as Tim met you halfway, box in hand.

It took an hour for you to bring all of the boxes inside, but when you were done you sighed in relief.

"Thank you so much." you thanked Tim, handing him a beer. "I wish I could invite you for a dinner as a thanks, but my kitchen isn't ready for cooking yet, so more than takeout isn't possible for tonight."

"Oh, don't worry, me and my girlfriend are going out for dinner tonight." he responded, smiling as he sipped his beer.

His girlfriend.

Damn, you should have known that a man this handsome would be in a relationship.

Keeping a straight face, you nodded. "Well then, even better." you told him, smiling.

When he was gone you and your daughter decided what to eat. "What about chicken nuggets?" you asked, watching her, as she drew flowers.

"And fries?" Her eyes lit up, as she looked at you, hopefully. "Fries and nuggets for the lady it is, then." you told her, smiling. She cheered, eating a blueberry, before she continued drawing.

_____

It had been a month, since you and Hailee moved into the house.

The boxes had been unpacked and the house looked finished. You had seen Tim a few times, had talked to him and met his girlfriend Ashley.

She seemed nice.

Your new job had already begun, and Hailee was at the kindergarden. It seemed all good, letting you breathe more freely, since you moved states.

Tim seemed hesitant whenever Hailee was near, like he was afraid she could disturb his peace, the quietness that convinced you to move to this street.

You had just been grocery shopping, Hailee was playing with a stuffed animal you had bought for her, whilst you were unloading the car, when Tims truck parked in his driveway.

He got out, slinging his backpack over his shoulder, as he saw you. Coming over, he greeted you. "Hey." you gave back, heart pumping a little faster.

Even though he was in a relationship, that didn't mean that he wasn't handsome.

His eyes briefly wandered to Hailee, who was playing with the stuffed animal, making sounds to emphasize it. He bit his cheek, not seeming convinced that she wouldn't start shouting any second.

Clearing your throat you averted his attention back to you. "How is Ashley?" you asked, smiling. He stiffened, biting his cheek, but he tried to cover it up. "Oh, she's doing great." he lied, wearing a tight lipped smile.

Biting your lip, you nodded. You weren't bad at profiling people, but you could've still been wrong about it.

"How was work?" he wanted to know, adjusting his backpack. "Oh, it was great." you told him, nodding with a smile. "The coworkers are very nice, I think I'll stay."

He nodded, and you made a little more smalltalk, before you realized that you had groceries that needed to be cooled.

Apologizing, you said goodbye, before you and Hailee went inside. You looked back over your shoulder, seeing as he did the same. He waved goodbye, and you did the same, before closing the door.

"Mommy?" Hailee asked, sitting down on the couch as you began to unpack the paperbags. You hummed, signalling for her to continue. "Why did Tim lie to you?"

Eyes widening, you halted for a second, before you continued to pack the grocieries into the fridge.

"What makes you think that he lied?" you wanted to know, surprised about her even noticing. "He..." she paused, searching for the right words. "He seemed like he didn't like your question."

Huffing to yourself, you smiled. She clearly came after you.

"You know, honey, sometimes people don't like to talk about their private life." you told her, continuing to unpack some fruits. "If he doesn't want to talk about breaking up with his girlfriend, than that's okay."

"But mommy, you told me not to lie." she gave back, brows furrowing. "Lying is bad."

You nodded, walking over to her with a small juice box with a tiger on it. Handing her the box, you sat down beside her. "That's right." you agreed, as she took the box and opened it. "But some things are private. And maybe he's just too hurt right now, to talk about it."

Drinking the juice, she nodded. "Okay." she spoke, after putting the juice down on the coffee table. "Can I have some cookies?" Laughing, you shook your head. "No, honey, we'll cook now - cookies later."

_____

The next day was your day off. Hailee stayed at home as well, so you could spend some time with her.

You were baking, Hailee helping with the batter. Going through the list of things you needed for the batter, you noticed, that you didn't buy milk.

"Damn it." you mumbled, biting your lip. "Dam-" Hailee wanted to mimick you, but you shut her up, your hand over her mouth as you sent her a pointed look.

She grinned, causing you to shake your head, a smile on your lips, as you let go of her.

You had real luck with her. She was a calm kid, one that wasn't stubborn or petulant - only in the right ways.

Not like her father.

Contemplating where to get milk from without driving to the next store, you bit your lip.

You could go to Tim and ask him.

"Hailee, what do you say if we ask Tim for some milk?" you asked your daughter, whose eyes lit up at the mention of him. She seemed to have grown a liking to him.

"Okay." you mumbled, helping her down from the kitchen aisle. She ran forward and to the front door, before you stopped her. "Do you really want to go to Tim with your Frozen slippers?" you asked, cocking a brow.

She blushed, giggling. "Do you think he likes Elsa, too?" she wanted to know, eyes sparkling. Chuckling, you kneeled down to help her into her boots.

"I bet he loves her, just as much as you do." you told her, smiling. Giggling again, she slipped into the boots, the little lights on them flashing in multiple colors.

Opening the door, she ran foward. Luckily Tims house was next to yours, so you didn't have to worry about her running out on the street.

Picking her up, you helped her to ring the doorbell. It took a few seconds, in which you sat her down again, for Tim to open the door.

His eyes widened slightly, as he saw you. "Hi." you greeted, blushing a little. "Hey." he returned, eyes narrowing. "We're sorry to interrupt, but we wanted to bake and I forgot to buy milk." you explained, sending him a crooked smile, as you wrung your hands nervously.

"Do you happen to have some spare, that we can borrow?" His brows rose, one corner of his mouth turning upwards. "Borrow?"

Biting your lip, you chuckled. "Yeah, with the intention to buy a new one." you explained. He huffed in amusement, before he nodded. "Sure, just give me a second." he told you, before he disappeared back into the house.

A few seconds later, he returned, handing you the milk. You shrinked back, flinching, before you reminded yourself that he didn't want to cause you any harm.

His mouth slightly opened, as his arm sank down a little, brows furrowing. Taking the milk from him, you breathed in deeply, trying to cover your reaction up. "Thank you." you nodded, forcing yourself to smile. "I'm gonna go grocery shopping tomorrow, then I'll get you a new one."

He nodded as well, still a little confused from your reaction.

When he was about to say goodbye, Hailee spoke up, holding up the new stuffed animal. "This is mr. Bubbles." she told him. You hadn't noticed her bringing it along.

It was an elefant in the shape of a teacup. She had instantly loved it, after discovering it at the kids section.

Tim looked at you, like he was looking for help. Motioning at your daughter with your head, you smiled a little. He looked down at her, inspecting the toy.

"Cool." he told her, forcing himself to smile. "Looks... interesting." She giggled, not noticing his discomfort. But you did. Swallowing, your hand found her back. "Say bye to Tim." you told her. "Bye Tim!" she shouted, already running towards your front door.

Clearing your throat, you nodded at him. "See you." He nodded in return. "Yeah, see you."

Sighing on your way back, you swallowed.

He clearly wasn't fond of the idea of a child next door.

_____

When the pie and muffins were done, you sighed.

Your kitchen looked like shit.

Starting to clean up, your daughter came up to you, chewing on a muffin. "Do you think Tim would like some muffins?" she wanted to know, batting her lashes.

Licking your lip, you knew exactly what she tried to do.

But the amount of muffins you had baked, convinced you to say yes - right after her hopeful eyes.

Nodding, you started to pack some muffins into a box. "I bet he'll like a few muffins." you agreed, smiling encouragingly down at her. She jumped in excitement, waiting for you to put the muffins into the box.

"Do you want to give him the muffins?" you asked your daughter. She nodded, smiling brightly, as you handed her the box.

Humming to herself she walked to the front door, slipping into her boots, as she patiently waited for you to follow.

When you were both ready, you left the house, walking over to Tims. Ringing the doorbell, you waited for him. When he opened the door, Hailee was the first to speak.

"Hi Tim, I have muffins for you!"

His brows rose, mouth agape. Swallowing, he licked his lips, crouching down to get a better look at the box in Hailee's hands.

You were surprised that he did so, after he was so hesitant towards her before.

"We want to cheer you up!" Hailee told him, smiling brightly. Tims gaze wandered towards you, brow cocked in a silent question, but Hailee was faster than you.

"Mommy said that you broke up with your girlfriend." she explained, causing his eyes to harden. Your mouth opened, but you kept silent. "When I'm said, I ask my mommy to have some sweets. So I thought, you could use some as well, so you wouldn't be sad anymore."

He nodded slowly, biting on the inside of his lip.

God damn it. Kids and their fast mouths.

"Thank you, Hailee." he told her, smiling at her, as he took the box from her hands. Then he stood back up, gaze fixed on you. "Listen-" you started, but he cut you off. "Thanks for the muffins." he told you, before he went back inside his house, closing the door.

"Mommy?" Hailee tried to gather your attention, tugging at your sleeve as your gaze was glued to the door. "Did I do something wrong?"

Looking at your daughter, you knelt in front of her. "No, honey, you did nothing wrong." you told her, stroking her arms lovingly. "He just didn't know, that we know about him breaking up with Ashley."

Her eyes went wide. "I'm so sorry!" she apologized, eyes watering. Hugging her, you stroked her back. "Don't be, precious. It's all fine." "Is he angry with me now?" she cried, causing your heart to ache.

The last time she said these words, her father had yelled at her for letting a cup of water drop to the floor.

It was the last time she had seen him.

Sighing to yourself, you picked her up. One of the curtains moved, as you walked past them and back to your house.

Did he see Hailee cry?

Shaking your head, you stepped inside, closing the door, before setting Hailee down to remove her shoes.

"Are you angry at me?"

Your brows furrowed at her question, as you shook your head. "No!" you told her, brushing some hair out of her face. "I'm not angry at you, honey. You did nothing wrong. But, next time, I would be grateful if something like this stays between us, okay? I'm not angry, Hailee."

She looked up at you with big, round eyes, sticking out her pinky towards you. "Pinky promise?" she asked and you nodded, as your pinky curled around hers. "Pinky promise."

_____

A few days later, the box you had brought Tim sat on your porch, cleaned and emptied.

Hailee was at the kindergarden, as you came home. Your work ended earliy, so you had some spare time until you had to pick her up.

Taking the box, you wanted to open the door, as someone cleared their throat behind you. You flinched, instantly trying to shield yourself, as you turned around.

It was Tim.

Letting go of the breath you had held in, your heart hammered in your chest.

"Hi." you said out of breath, as his brows furrowed in worry. "Are you okay?" he asked, licking his bottom lip. Nodding, you adjusted your bag, as it slid down your shoulder.

"Everythings fine." you assured him, swallowing. "Just easy to startle, thats all." He nodded, before he cleared his throat. "Listen, I appreciate the muffins - I really do -, but my love life is something I'd like to keep private." he explained. "Yes, Ashley and I broke up, but thats my business, not yours."

Your cheeks reddened, growing hot.

"I'm sorry." you apologized, fumbling with the strap of your bag. "My daughter - she was just curious, she thought that you might have not been honest when I asked about Ashley. I know that its not my business, really. I just told her that you might not want to talk about it, and that she shouldn't worry about it. I didn't think much of it."

He took a deep breath and you flinched again - you just couldn't help it.

"Is really everything okay?" he asked. You knew it wasn't what he initially wanted to say. "Mhm." you made, biting your lip. He didn't seem convinced, but he didn't press further.

"Its okay, I just wanted to make clear that its my business." he spoke instead, sending you a crooked smile that was surely meant to lighten the mood a little.

Nodding, you agreed. "Yeah, I totally get that. Won't happen again." He nodded as well, a light smile gracing his lips. "Okay, thanks for the muffins again." he said, taking a few steps backwards. "They were great." With that he turned, walking to his truck.

Only then did you notice the backpack resting on his back, indicating that he was off to work. You didn't know what he worked as, but it seemed to be in shifts.

Getting inside, you breathed in deeply.

He seemed reserved, but he was nice enough.

_____

A week later, you and Hailee were at a BBQ hosted by one of your neighbors. You couldn't help but look out for Tim, waiting for him to appear.

The atmosphere was nice, the people were all friendly and open. Hailee was playing with a few kids around her age, as you were sipping some coke.

The food was almost ready and you slowly lost hope that he'd still come.

The fire crackled, heating up, as it suddenly banged, something inside it most likely having caused a reaction.

You flinched, shrinking together almost unnoticably, as you frantically looked for Hailee. Finding her, still playing chase with the other kids, you breathed a sigh of relief, slowly calming down.

But, as one of your neighbors - Jeff - pushed another - Henry -, they started to fight. Walking over to Hailee, taking her by the hand, you made sure to be out of harms way, as the men punched at each other.

When no one was able to stop them, Monica, the wife of Henry, called the police.

It took them only a few minutes, in which Henry knocked Jeff out, to arrive. When they entered the garden, you couldn't believe, who it was.

Tim.

"Mommy!" Hailee whisper-yelled. "Its Tim!" You nodded, somehow flooded with relief. He was a cop. He was one of the safest neighbors you could have.

Tim and the other officer, a young woman, took a few statements, as you others waited. When they were done, Hailee let go of your hand and before you could have stopped her, she was on her way towards Tim.

You followed her, sighing.

"Hi Tim!" she greeted him, smiling up at him. He blinked a few times in confusion, before he smiled, kneeling down in front of her. "Hey Hailee." he greeted her, before his eyes landed on you.

"Hi, sorry for that." you apologized, blushing. "I couldn't stop her. I think she's excited that you're a cop." He smiled, huffing quietly. "Don't worry." he told you, as you greeted the other officer - officer Chen.

"It was all fine, until that douchebag-" you cut yourself off, as you squinted your eyes. "Until Jeff pushed Henry." you corrected yourself, sending Hailee a warning look not to repeat what you accidentally said.

"Don't worry, we have them under control now." officer Chen told you, smiling slightly at Hailee, who seemed far more excited to see a cop, than some others would have been.

You nodded, thanking her, as Hailee started to ask Tim questions about the various things clipped to his belt. He chuckled at her curiosity, explaining what the things were.

You huffed to yourself, a little confused.

She seemed to have him wrapped around her little fingers, after all.

That would surely get interesting.

_____

A few days had passed since the BBQ, leaving you to think more and more about Seargent Bradford.

You had learned that he was a Sergeant, working for the LAPD. That explained the shifts.

You were currently trying to fix a light, that bothered you for quiet some time now. Sometimes it would work, sometimes not.

Even though you were afraid of heights, you had climbed up the old ladder that you found in your basement, having your fingers crossed that it wouldn't shatter under your weight.

Hailee was sat in the living room, playing with her dolls, as you tried to reach the lightbulb. Taking a shaky breath, you stretched a little further, as you suddenly slipped.

Losing your balance you fell, your head hitting the ground rather hard. Your sight blurred, as you heard your daughter call out for you.

She seemed to panick and you wanted to tell her that you would be alright, but you couldn't, as suddenly, the lights went out.

"Tim!" Hailee called, crying as she frantically kocked on his door. "Tim!"

The door opened, revealing Tim who looked down at the little girl with worry in his eyes, it only intensifying at her tear stained face.

"Whats wrong?" he wanted to know, crouching down. "M-My mommy!" she called out, sobbing. "Its my mommy!"

As fast as he could he picked her up, running towards the open front door of her house. Cursing at himself for not bringing his weapon, he slowly inched forward and into the living room, where her mother lay unconcious.

"Fuck!" he breathed out, setting Hailee down and calling an ambulance, before he approached her mother.

"Y/N?" you heard someone call out your name, luring you back into conciousness. "Y/N!"

Your eyes slowly opened, trying to make sense of the blur you saw. "Hey, what happened?" the person who called out your name wanted to know. Its silhouette came into view and your eyes widened, as you sat up and inched backwards.

"No, no, no, no!" you breathed out, as the person followed you, before your back hit the wall. "No!" you shouted, as he wanted to grab you, shielding your face with your hands.

"Why are you here?" you wanted to know, as tears made their way out of your eyes. "You should be in jail, Robert!"

He halted, you could sense it. "What?" he said, sounding confused. "Who's Robert?" He must have been messing with you, after all you were sure it was him you were seeing.

"Go away!" you yelled, crying as your thoughts were with your daughter. "Where is Hailee?" "She's here, sitting on the couch." he told you, crouching down in front of you, as he carefully grabbed your hands, removing them from your face.

"It's me, Tim." he explained, as your view slowly got clearer. "What?" you breathed, searching his face for any indication that it wasn't Tim. But you found none.

"What happened?" you wanted to know, as you heard sirens. "Hailee came over, calling out for me." he explained, swallowing, as his gaze never left yours. "She said it's her mommy, so I grabbed her and went looking. You were unconscious. I assume you fell down the ladder?"

Looking over at the ladder, you flinched. Your head exploded.

"Don't move your head too much." he advised, as paramedics entered the room. "You might have a concussion."

The paramedics asked what happened and Tim explained, saying that you were unconscious when he found you, that you had fallen off the ladder.

They put you on a stretcher, securing your head and neck.

"Wait," you told them, eyes widening. "What about my daughter?" The paramedics looked at each other, as Tim spoke up. "We'll drive after you to the hospital." he assured you. "Okay, thank you."

He nodded, before you were brought to the ambulance.

_____

Once you were checked, the doctor, Dr. Sierra, told you the results.

"You have a concussion, miss Y/L/N." she said, reading through the papers she held in hand. Tim and Hailee were at your side, your daughter sitting on your bed.

"We made a scan to see if you have other injuries and requested the data from the hospital in Ohio, which you used to visit rather often, as I see." the doctor continiued, and you swallowed.

Your cheeks got warmer, as she closed the chart.

"There were multiple traumata, broken bones and other injuries." she explained what you already knew. Glancing at Tim she sent you a silent question, but you shook your head.

"No, he's in jail." you explained quietly, fumbling with the bedsheet. The doctor nodded, seemingly relieved.

"You can go in the morning, if your condition stays good." she explained, before she bid you goodbye.

The room grew silent, the only noise being the bedsheets you fisted rather aggressively.

You sensed that Tim had questions; he wanted to know what happened and more importantly, why you were so scared of him at first.

Sighing, you contemplated where your daughter was supposed to stay the night. She couldn't sleep at the hospital, they wouldn't allow it.

Swallowing, you looked at Tim.

"Can I ask you something?" you wanted to know quietly, brushing through your daughters hair absentmindedly. "Sure." he gave back, leaning forward with his elbows on his knees.

"You don't have to say yes of course..." you started, looking away for a split second. "But, can Hailee stay at your place tonight?" You prayed he would say yes, otherwise you didn't know where else she could stay at.

He nodded, as he bit his cheek.

"Of course." he said. "Where else should she go, when she could cuddle with Kojo?" He smiled, one that made your heart flutter despite the headache that was killing you.

"Thank you, Tim." you returned sincerely, smiling back through the pain. He nodded, before he brushed over his chin, thinking about something. You patiently waited for him, as Hailee played a game on your phone.

It wasn't the best way to keep her occupied, but right now it had to do, especially if it meant she was distracted enough to not listen to you two.

"I don't know what happened back then, but maybe you want to talk to me about it tomorrow?" he offered, sincerity in his eyes. "Or whenever you feel ready."

He was right. He deserved to know.

You nodded, flinching at the pain that shot through your head at the movement. He nodded in return, before he stood. "Hailee, what do you think about ice cream and nuggets?" he wanted to know, looking down at her.

She looked at you, unsure, but you smiled at her.

"Go with Tim, honey." you told her, hugging her. "He'll look after you tonight, whilst mommy stays at the hospital. You can trust him."

She nodded, kissing your cheek and you did the same. "I love you, buttercup." you told her, causing her to smile. "I love you too, mommy."

Tim picked her up, deciding to carry her to the car, as you handed him your keys.

"She's gonna sleep when you're at the car." you whispered, and he nodded, grinning. "I know." he mouthed back, before he said goodbye.

Your daughter waved over his shoulder at you, and you waved back, smiling at her.

_____

The next morning, Tim came with Hailee to pick you up.

Your daughter was excited, jumping into your arms after not having seen you for a couple hours. You hugged her tightly, making her giggle as you tickled her.

Tim smiled, he seemed to be in a good mood.

Not grumpy anymore.

The doctor had dismissed you earlier, right before Tim and Hailee arrived.

When you left the room, walking into the waiting area, you were greeted by two officers. "Sergeant Bradford." one of them greeted him, a man that seemed around his forties.

"Nolan." Tim returned, nodding at him, before he looked at the woman beside him. "Juarez." She nodded in return, greeting him as well, before her gaze landed on you and Hailee, eyes widening.

"Oh, is this your girlfriend?" she asked curiously, but still a little hesitant. Your mouth opened, eyes widening as well.

Why was it so hard for you to respond, suddenly?

Clearing his throat, Tim looked at you, before he looked back at officer Juarez. "No, but she's a friend." he told her. "What are you doing here?"

Officer Nolan seemed hesitant, before he answered Tims question. "We have arrested a robber, but he fell, and we just wanted to make sure, that he's okay, before we bring him in."

Tim nodded, but you were sure there was more behind the story.

He motioned towards the exit, and you nodded. "Was nice to meet you." you told the officers, before you followed Tim out of the hospital and towards his truck.

When you arrived home, you weren't sure how to thank Tim for looking after Hailee, whilst you were at the hospital. Should you invite him for dinner?

Getting out of the truck, you helped Hailee to get out as well. Your head still hurt a little, but it was already better than hours ago, thanks to the painkillers they gave you at the hospital.

"I have a few days off from work, so I can help you with a few things." Tim spoke up, when you and your daughter rounded the truck and came to a stop beside him.

Mouth agape, you looked at him in shock.

"You don't need to do that." you told him, still grateful, but he shook his head. "I want to. Your concussion isn't gone after a day, and you need to rest or otherwise it could get even worse."

Biting your lip, you nodded carefully.

"Thank you, Tim" you gave back. "I really mean it." He smiled slightly, walking towards your front door and you followed him with Hailee by your side.

"You can thank me by getting well."

_____

A few days had gone by, in which Tim had helped you with a few things. He played with Hailee, so you could take a nap or a bath, or would help to cook, so you wouldn't overstrain yourself.

He was different than before.

His grumpiness was all gone, replaced by a person as sweet as the muffins you and Hailee had baked together.

You weren't sure how he got to take these days off from work, but you were grateful for it. One time he was called to the station, because of an emergency that had occurred, but he came straight back afterwards.

You had gotten to learn a few things about him during the days you had spent together, about his past and the things he had seen in his life.

Deciding to make pizza, you made the dough with him helping you, kneading it with his big and strong hands.

Hailee had fallen asleep on the couch, exhausted from playing with him. She only had fallen more for him during the last few days. She really liked him, and so did you, you had to admit.

"Do you want to talk about it?" Tim asked, looking up from the dough.

You knew what he meant, still you had a lump in your throat at the thought of it. Biting your lip, you nodded. He deserved to know, if not for saving you, then for his help during the last couple days.

"I married rather young." you began, licking your lip, as you wiped your hands on a towel. "I was dumb and naive, not having seen the obvious warning signs that came with Robert."

He nodded, as his suspicions about the name you had called him, after you hit your head, were proved true.

"He was abusive." you continued, eyes watering as you bit your lip to stop the tears that threatened to spill. "Even when I was pregnant with Hailee he didn't stop. He took drugs, drank a lot. He used me as his very own punching bag, letting out his anger on me."

You breathed in deeply, leaning against the kitchen counter, as he continued to knead the dough, still listening.

"Half a year ago, he got arrested. He sold drugs, but the cops caught him. When he was finally gone, I made sure to get the divorce through as fast as possible, before we moved here. He'll be in jail for twelve years."

His brows furrowed, as he paused.

"For selling drugs?" he asked, confused. Shaking your head, you swallowed. "Homicide." you breathed, clearing your throat as your eyes filled with tears again. "After he got arrested, they found out that he had killed someone only a few days prior."

He sighed, nodding as it made sense now.

"That's why you flinch, when there's loud noise or when someone gets too close." he concluded, setting the dough aside, wiping his hands clean on a towel.

You nodded, looking away for a split second, before you reminded yourself that you could trust him, looking back up.

"It's something I adapted after all these years with him."

You covered the dough up, so it could rise. It felt good, talking about it with him. Tim cleaned the countertop, before he put the cloth in the sink, drying his hands.

"Now you're safe." he told you, his eyes finding yours. "I promise. I'm gonna protect you and Hailee, as long as you let me." You nodded, cheeks heating up. You already felt safer than you had during the last years, all because of his presence.

“You have some flour on your cheek.” he told you, motioning towards it. You tried to remove it, but he shook his head. “Let me.” he mumbled, his thumb softly brushing over your cheek, removing the flour.

For the first time in years, you didn’t flinch at the contact.

His thumb rested on your cheek, as his breath fanned over your face, causing your heart to race dangerously fast. Slowly, he leaned closer, your noses brushing as you did the same.

Your lips softly made contact, his slowly moving against yours. You leaned more in his direction, deepening the kiss. His lips felt perfect, like they had been made to be kissed by yours.

His hands found their way to your hips, tugging you closer, as yours rested on his muscular chest. You knew that it was muscular, because you could feel it through the shirt he wore.

He softly guided your head back with his lips, deepening the kiss even more. His tongue brushed over your lip, asking for entrance.

You gladly granted it.

The kiss was soft, not demanding. His tongue brushed yours, fingers lightly digging into your hips.

Your hands went upwards, one finding his cheek, as the other stopped at his neck.

Only when you almost suffocated, did you break the kiss. It definitely was worth it.

He brushed a few strands of hair out of your face, his gaze finding yours. "What do you say," he started, hand resting on your cheek, sending a warmth through your body, that you hadn't felt in years. "if we go out for dinner?"

You smiled up at him, having a hard time to believe the luck you had. How could someone this perfect be interested in you?

"I'd love to go out for dinner with you, Tim." you told him, causing him to smile as well, before his lips connected with yours again.

It felt like he filled you with energy through his kisses. They caused something inside you to come alive again, only tearing apart as you suddenly heard your daughter behind you.

"Ew, mommy!"

#the rookie #the rookie imagine #the rookie x reader #the rookie x u #tim bradford #tim bradford x reader #tim bradford x you #tim bradford imagine #imagine #request

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peachesofteal · 9 months

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OOOOOOOOOO Obviously Simon's not gonna do anything when he's meeting him cuz his daughter is right there BUT AFTER. Johnny, like you said, is gonna be a lil shook up after meeting the new guy and he'll probably go back to work for a bit, a bit of a distraction, getting his head clear, before he realizes that yes, darling belongs to them. And thats where their plan slowly unfolds. So, Simon, ohhhh boy, now that he retired and he has more time on his hands, he'll just randomly show up at darlings place with the 'excuse' of wanting to see his daughter, making up for the time you and her were alone (obviously he also wants to see his lovely lil bean but he also wants to see darling but he can't say that now can he) even if darling desperately wanted to distance herself from Johnny and Simon, seeing lil bee get all excited when one of her dads show up unannounced, how could she tell Simon to leave again? So she let's him in. Unknowingly to her, Simons plan has already started. AH THIS IS SO GOOD. FUCK THE NEW DUDE. GET HER BACK BOYSSSSSSS

Ugh god I love these little drabbles. They’re so fun to explore🩵 and soft dad Simon Riley is my favorite.

18+ Mature themes / disco baby au / takes place after this and/or this.

“Alright, what do we want to do?” You pat Bee’s back while she babbles in your ear, syllables and words strung together. It’s mostly gibberish, but a few things are clear.

“Mamamama.” She drones and you bounce her, little breaths puffing onto your neck while she curls into you. Her little fingers twist in your hair, tugging and pulling while you hiss and try to turn away.

“No, no. Bee, please.” You use a soft touch to redirect her, and she grumbles her displeasure. “I know, but you can’t hurt mum, right? Nice hands, we use nice-“

The doorbell rings, and you frown.

That’s odd. You’re not really expecting anyone. Your boyfriend’s out of town this week for work, and your groceries weren’t scheduled for delivery until later.

Peeking out the side window, craning your neck to get a good look with Bee still sitting in your arms, you catch a glimpse of a broad, firm back, and don’t even need to see anything else to know who it is.

Simon.

Your stomach instantly flips, and the sharp intake of breath that follows is anything but voluntary.

Your heart skips a beat in your chest. It’s also involuntary, and you try to ignore it. Pretend it didn’t happen.

What is he doing here?

“Hi.”

“Hi.” He face shifts beneath the black mask, in a way you know he’s smiling, and Bee’s face lights up when she turns to see who’s at the door.

“Dada!” She squeals, high pitched and just so excited, full of love, beaming at him like he’s hung the stars in the sky.

It’s the cutest thing you’ve ever seen, every single time. It’s never not cute, her reaction whenever she sees either of them, and it tugs at your heart.

“Hey baby girl.” He replies, pulling the mask free and smiling at her. It’s a smile full of love, of tenderness, and you look away before he can catch you staring.

“Where’s Johnny?” You ask politely, as Bee continues to wriggle in your grasp, her whole body trying leap away from you and into her Dad’s arms.

“He’s working.” He leaves the rest unsaid, you drift for a moment, wondering about him, if he’s okay. If he’s safe.

“Dada!” Bee shrieks, insistent, and you sigh while you shift her over into his waiting grip.

“Sorry to bother ya. I was just in the neighborhood and thought I’d stop by, see my girl.” He strokes a finger across her cheek before leaning down to kiss her, his affection met with baby giggles that were cute enough to melt you on the spot.

“Uh. Yeah, come in. It’s not a bother.” What were you going to say? No, leave. You’re not welcome here. Don’t come see your kid. Don’t be a good dad.

“So, how are you?” He asks, settling onto the couch with Bee in his lap, bouncing his knee while she plays the bunched fabric of his shirt.

“Uh, I’m good.” Lie. You follow up your lie with a nod, hoping to alleviate some of the awkwardness you feel. “Just, working. You know. Hanging out with Bee. The usual.”

“How’s… what’s his name again?” You blink. They’ve met your boyfriend twice now. There’s no way Simon doesn’t remember his name.

“He’s good. Great. He’s great.” You can practically feel him cataloguing your expressions, filing and storing them away for later. You swallow.

“Not here?”

“Uh, nope. He’s traveling. For work.” Simon nods.

“I was thinking about taking little miss here for a walk. To the park.” He looks you over casually, stopping at where your t shirt is sporting baby spit up and your ratty shorts. “Want to come? Get out of the house for a bit?” You bite your tongue. You know what he’s doing, what he thinks he’s doing, anyway.

But he’s wrong. You’re fine. You don’t need him. Or Johnny. You’re good.

“No, you two go ahead.” You gesture to her shoes on the floor by the stairs.

“You sure?”

“Yeah, I’ve got some stuff to catch up on. Stroller’s out front.”

“Brought ours.” Of course he did. Because he’s always prepared.

“Okay.” You stand by as he gets up, sorting her out, picking her shoes up and getting her ready. As he reaches the front door, he turns back to you.

“Say bye mum.” He points at you, and Bee rattles something off that ends with mama.

“Bye baby, love you.” You lean in, kissing her forehead, and your hand brushes along his forearm. It’s an accident, but he’s warm, like always, and you can smell him, the combination making those tucked away pieces in your heart scream and fight for a chance to swim to the surface.

“We won’t be too long.” He assures you with a gentle smile, and you shrug. You trust them both with Bee’s life. You know they’d die for her, you’re not worried about either of them taking her to the park.

“Okay. Have fun.” He lingers at the door, watching you while he slips the mask back on, and you give him a cheerful smile and wave. “Bye.”

He doesn’t say bye. Just holds your gaze for another few seconds before closing the door shut behind him, lock clicking with a firm shutter.

#peaches asks #peaches writes #disco baby au #ghost x reader x soap #soft dad simon riley

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arisewanekosuki · 1 year

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You were the first person to teach Kabukimono the difference between platonic and romantic love. He was grateful to people of Tatarasuna for letting him live with them, especially to Katsuragi and Niwa, they were his friends, his family. But you, at first he didn’t understand why he felt different with you, why he wanted to spend more time with you and help you with anything. Why your mere presence make him so happy. You were one of few people who knew what he truly is, but you never treat him different from others, no, you told him that even without heart, in your eyes he was more human than some people with the organ that was beating in their chest. So he trusted you, more often he would consult with Niwa or Katsuragi when he couldn’t understand something but this time, Kabukimono asked you about his weird feelings. You smiled and explained to him, what he feels is romantic love and you confessed that you love him too. The puppet that wanted to be human never felt so happy like in this moment. That night you two spent night stargazing, laughing, kissing and planning about building cute little house with little garden where the two of you could live peacefully together. And not only that, that night the two of you came up with a new name for that puppet, that he would cherish.

When Scaramouche was passing by some village he thought he saw a ghost at first. How long it was since he saw you? 200 years? And there you are, helping some old people with their fields in this forgotten by world village. He was angry. How could you left him? How could you betray him? Didn’t you two promised to spend your lives together? But now, isn’t he got a chance to take revenge on you? The Balladeer started approach you slowly. He will take you with him just to make your live miserable, so you could feel what he felt back then, he- You turned around and smiled to him, asking if he needs anything. He stopped. All the anger he was feeling when he saw you here, instantly vanished. He felt the same emptiness when he saw Niwa’s descendent. Why? He was so angry a seconds ago, so why dosen’t he feel anything after seeing your smile? He turned his back to you, not saying anything, and leaving you behind. He’s not human, he doesn't need you anymore. He doesn't care about you. There would be no fun to kill an insect like you, the puppet told himself. The Sixth Harbinger stopped, after leaving the village, he touched his right cheek, feeling that it was stained with one tear.

After knowing the truth of Tatarasuna, Wanderer felt happy that he didn’t take you from that village 200 years ago when he was known as The Balladeer. Now he knew, that you never wanted to leave him, you were waiting for him to come back from Narukami Island and while you were waiting The Doctor approached you and took your life. He hated you for 200 years, then after meeting you again he tried to forget about you and he did for the next 200 years till now. And now he feels lonely, sad, angry at himself and The Doctor. After getting all memories back he started to miss you, now he wish that he can see you again to makes things right this time, to keep the promise with you. But such a sinful being deserve a happiness like this? While he was at the stalls in Grand Bazaar, someone approached him. “I'm sorry for interrupting you mister but… when I saw you I couldn’t help but feel like we meet somewhere.” There you stood in front of him. Showing him the smile he adored so much. Before he could say anything you continued “Ah, I’m sorry, that’s…. maybe I mistook you with someone, um, have a nice day!” you wanted to walk off, feeling embarrassed but before you could go away, he caught your wrist. You turned around, surprised with his action. “You’re right, we did meet… in very distant dream.” he genuinely smiled, for the first time in so many years. --- Just randomly got this idea in my head. Thanks for reading!

#Genshin Impact x Reader #Genshin x Reader #Kabukimono x Reader #Scaramouche x Reader #Wanderer x Reader #Kunikuzushi x Reader #genshin impact x you #my stuff #my short things

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lumnries · 1 year

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┆．pairings main 4 x gn reader

┆．synopsis matching w him!!!!

┆．cw cussing

✉️ … i’m back w another one!!!! my reqs are still open :3 FOR MY CURRENT REQS, I’M DOING YOURS WHEN I WAKE UP 😁😁 they're aged up here as usual

stan ⊹ matching earrings

OKAY HE’S A BIT CONFUSED. he’s heard of people matching things, but when you suggest it he’s all ???

he definitely lets you pick what you want to match. since you did ask him first, he may as well let you decide what you want. & when you finally picked something out, he was kinda stunned. like ohmygod EARRINGS??? 😦😦😦 he thought you meant something more simple, like keychains but it’s not like he’s complaining

HE’S SO HAPPY WHEN YOU GUYS GO OUT AND WEAR THEM. he never takes them off, like ever.

“stan, do you like this one?” his gaze turns to the earring you’re holding. he briefly looks at it before nodding and quickly muttering a yes. “okay! i’ll buy it.” he panics as you take out your wallet, not wanting you to spend your money. “how about i pay for it? i may as well buy it since you were the one who thought of it.” you let out a snicker as you smile at him. “you always pay for our dates. let me repay you by this.” he sighs, murmuring something about you not needing to repay anything. he decides to let it go, knowing he couldn’t convince you.

kyle ⊹ matching keychains

LISTEN, HE PROBABLY THOUGHT OF GETTING MATCHING KEYCHAINS FOR THE BOTH OF YOU WHEN HE WAS RANDOMLY SCROLLING THROUGH HIS PHONE.

at first he wonders what you’d want, however he’d probably just go for the most common choice. why? because he does NOT care wtf you guys get as long as it’s something you’d like ‼️‼️

today, you were gonna meet up with your boyfriend, kyle. since it was the weekends, you guys planned to do a study date at his house. he told you he’d help you with your homework, but just now, he texted you to tell you that he had a surprise. saying you were excited was an understatement. currently, you’re in your boyfriends room. he welcomes you in, as he tells you to take a sit on his bed. he then takes out two keychains that had the design of both your favorite animals. he hands his to you. “i saw something yesterday, & bought these for the both of us. you have mine, i have yours. now we have something to remind us of each other.” you can’t help but grin at the boy, and give him a kiss in the cheek.

cartman ⊹ matching pjs

he just saw some cute pjs and instantly bought it thinking abt u 🙏

IT EITHER HAS THE DUMBEST OR PLAINEST DESIGN.

HE DEF VISITS YOU RANDOMLY JUST TO SEE YOU WEARING IT. he wants to make sure you like it 😭😭

“CARTMAN, WHAT THE FUCK.” you’re dumbfounded, seeing your boyfriend outside your window. it was 1 in the morning, and he was out here with just his pajamas. you went out with a jacket in your hand, worried. you’re now outside only to be met with his satisfied expression. you put the jacket on him & smack him, to which he groans at. “what was that for??? i just wanted to see you.” you sigh, knowing he meant well but couldn’t help but worry. “you know, i’m fine with you visiting me but at least try taking of yourself. you could’ve gotten a cold…” he whines, but understands your concern. “fine, not because i’m listening to you but because i don’t wanna get sick and miss my classes with you again.” he looks away. you laugh at his antics only to receive a glare. “my bad. but why’re you here at one? is it something important?” he smirks. “of course, i had to see if you were wearing my gift.” you stare for a moment before you cackle. you whisper a low of course before inviting him in to sleep with you for the night, not wanting him to be troubled by the algid air.

kenny ⊹ matching lego sets

GUYS. LISTEN. i saw these rlly cute lego sets on pinterest & was like “omg this is perfect” BECAUSE THEY’RE SO CUTE

anyways, you probably buy them because you were originally looking for a gift to give karen but the moment you saw the set you just knew you HAD to buy it.

HE WAS SURPRISED, LIKE YOU GOT ME A GIFT TOO??? he was straight up crying happy tears like u’re so thoughtful 🙁🙁

“well, i’m just glad your sister liked the gift. we should take her out next time.” you say to the blonde boy. he nods, seemingly lost in thought. “ken? you good?” you ask. the male jerks his head to look at you and apologizes. “you know you can tell me anything.” you reassure him as he laughs. confused, you open your mouth to speak but he cuts you off. “no, i’m just curious why there’s still something in the bag.” he points to the said object. “oh! wait a moment.” you get up & take the bag as you walk back to kenny to hand him the bag. he’s confused for a moment before he checks the inside and sees two lego boxes. “what do you think?” you watch him as you wait for a reaction, and you see his beaming smile. he turns to you & hugs you as he thanks you over and over for getting him a gift.

#☒ ⠀fluff #south park x reader #stan marsh x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #eric cartman x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #x reader #gn reader

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luffyvace · 2 months

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Uvogin x reader who’s as big as him ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

Loll i thought this would be cute and funny!

His reaction to you being as big as him depends on your status to him

if your a passerby and the troupe’s current goal is to wreck havoc he’ll have fun beating up someone the size of him 😃

just because he’s not fighting “tiny ants” for once

- Uvogin

but if your in the troupe or good friends from meteor

he is definitely a lot more happy about you being bigger like him

now you’ve been promoted from a tiny ant to an equal 😎

sparring with him is always fun

and handy since he’s really strong so he definitely pushes your limit, making you stronger too!

if you don’t like to spar he’ll probably throw punches at you anyway and basically make you fight by attacking so you at least have to defend

he probably went up to you first and started a conversation after he saw you two were the same size

he likely started the convo like the two of you were old friends

it’s that moment when you instantly hit it off with someone because of a big similarity you share

(get it?! a big similarity?! 😆)

if your in the troupe he’d enjoy partnering up with you a lot

you, him and nobunaga may become a trio

you two probably earn a unspoken nickname of giant duo or something like that

arm wrestling is a thing.

no questions asked.

seriously tho he practically makes you, like how he makes you spar

sparring is more like play fighting for him 😂 (just for the record)

drinking contests is also a thing 😋 (if you like to)

ngl I’m betting that he might win-

LOL

of course we love reader here 💪💋💪💋 (HAHAHHAHA)

but just knowing how many beers he chugged that one time I gotta bet on him 🤷‍♀️

he likes your strength, might I mention

of course he does!

even if you don’t work out/kill your still probably stronger than most because of your height

muscles or not

picking each other up is a back and forth thing

Most times when you do it’s to throw him……for being a jerk

but he usually does it to you in an affectionate way

plus he thinks it’s funny if you don’t like it

so he may do it just to annoy you

but it’s also good to be able to pick each other up if the other is over exerted from a fight

also..

(if you have them…..)

flexing and seeing who has bigger muscles is a friendly competition til it’s not

then it becomes a sparring match and whoever wins has bigger muscles

despite the physics of who’s is actually bigger 😊👍

Whoever’s is stronger must be bigger right?? 🤨

but if you somehow manage to keep it from turning into sparring then it’s really goofy

”hurrr look at MY big musclessss!!” 💪💪

”noooo! Mine are biggerrrrr” 💪💪💪💪

”lies! Obviously mine are the biggest” 💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪

”HURRRR! See! *obviously straining* mine are even bigger than yours!” 💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪💪

he’s not very romantic in conclusion

it’s more like a queer platonic relationship

because he’s definitely still very physically affectionate towards you (more than anyone else <3)

his love languages are obviously physical touch and quality time

you two are practically inseparable

mostly because Uvo tags along any outing you go to

he’s bored and your the most interesting person he knows

and especially as one he can relate to,

he’s very prone to following you around 🤷‍♀️💗

and then we have physical touch!

where regardless of whether you like it or not (he does not listen to any complaints you have) he kisses you randomly throughout the day!

a kiss when you get up, a kiss when you go out, a kiss after not seeing each other for a long time, a kiss after a favor- WHENEVER!

kisses, kisses, kisses.

kisses? kisses.

he will also casually throw an arm around your shoulder pretty often

which you might mind a lot less

if your in the troupe they’ve pretty much gotten used to his affectionate ways so thankfully they don’t make fun of you (except maybe shal and fei)

they don’t see you two as weak because of it so don’t worry

he does it to them too after all so they know how you feel 😭

especially shal 🤦‍♀️💖

which not to mention shal is probably close to you as well

uvo basically makes all his friends your friends too

just because he likes seeing his people together

so even if your not in the troupe and your from meteor,

once he fully trusts you, you’ll get introduced to the troupe in a jiffy 😂💜

I love this concept it’s adorable

I’ve seen some Uvo stans out there before, so here’s to adding to the little content there is for him ♡

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officialabortive · 1 year

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Nonbinary reader x Bakugou reader is always getting bloody noses randomly and it freaks him the fuck out every time

I was thinking about scenarios for this and... what if it happened in the middle of fucking? Here me out-

He had a firm grip on your thighs, keeping them pressed harshly into your chest with his forearm. He had you fully exposed under his heated grasp. His other hand had been busy fucking two fingers into you, angled to hit that oh so sensitive spot that made you clench around him.

The sound of your moans vibrated throughout the room along with not so subtle squelching of the lube bakugou applied to his fingers beforehand. You began squirming under him, indicating you're rapidly approaching your climax. He lifted his gaze to admire the pleasured look plastered across your face when he saw it

Blood

All color was instantly drained from his cheeks, and he went still. "Shit"

Pulling both hands away from you, he racked his brain for what could have happened. Did he cause this? Did he hurt you? What did he do?

Confused why he stopped so abruptly, you propped yourself up on your arms. But instead of meeting his gaze with yours as you expected, all you saw was him speeding out of the room. His loud frantic footsteps still audible after he was out of sight. What's up with him?

Feeling a slight tickle above your lip, you brought a gentle hand to your face.

After pulling your hand away, you saw the crimson substance dripping down your finger leaving a scarlet trail in its wake

Oh. You had a nose bleed.

Smiling to yourself, you realized what was going on. Katsuki always overreacts whenever you get a nose bleed. You would never say it in front of him, but he's so cute when making a fuss because he's so worried about you.

Bakugou came rushing back to the cushioned bed, a box of tissues and an ice pack held firmly between his arm and side. Now kneeling in front of you, he used a tissue to delicately dab the blood away

The clear look of worry painted on his handsome face made your eyebrows knit together. It always did.

"I'm fine, Katsuki. You don't need to look so upset"

"No. I fucking hurt you! I MADE YOU BLEED DAMN IT"

His saddened voice and glassy eyes made your heart clench.

"No no no Katsuki it's not your fault, and you did not hurt me. ok?"

You brought a hand up to him, rubbing your thumb across his cheek

"You know how frequently I get nose bleeds. It was probably caused by the dry air or something, not you."

Eyes locking onto yours, he let out a long sigh, taking a moment to scan your expression for any signs of a lie. Taking comfort in finding no such insinuating detail

"Whatever, just put some damn ice on it"

He trusted the cold pack into the center of your vision, taking you by surprise

"Just shut the hell up and stop the damn bleeding. Besides..."

He leaned in closer, giving you a mischievous smirk

"We still haven't finished what we started"

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jongbross · 4 months

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hi! can i please request a kyungsoo x f!reader fix where it’s an unestablished relationship and they work at a convenience store together while in college. kyungsoo is very shy/introverted but your asshole ex shows up and you see a whole new side of kyungsoo when he randomly protects you. thank you!

pairing: do kyungsoo x reader word count: 1194 genre: fluffy i guess? idk warnings: kyungsoo being a threat, but also kyungsoo being awkward and cute, swearing, physical fight (?) a/n: can i date him? please let me date him

"the store is closed", you heard kyungsoo say and instantly frowned. what did he mean ‘the store was closed’? you still had about 30 minutes before the end of the shift, and he knew that very well.

do kyungsoo was a shy, quiet, sometimes even intimidating guy, but he wasn't one to play around while working - that's why you left him at the store while you organized the stock at the back, risking another item from your to-do list for the next day.

but it was only when the customer said something you couldn't quite understand, and kyungsoo mumbled back at them, that you thought that maybe you should see what was happening. customers were customers, no matter what and no matter what time they decided to stop by the store.

but, wait... were they really?

the moment you stepped into the front of the store, you immediately felt like turning around and walking away.

of course your ex should be the one causing trouble. of course you had to see him after weeks of him ghosting you.

"y/n, hi!", he said with a smile as fake as his feelings for you. "i almost thought it was your day off."

you walked behind the counter, beside kyungsoo. with a soft hand on his arm, you tried to smile at him, mumbling a 'i got this'. he only took a few steps back to give you some room though.

"um, yeah... i was at the back, doing some things", you explained, even though you knew you didn't owe him shit. "why are you here?"

your ex started to hum to a tune, grabbing a few snacks and a beverage before walking up to the counter. he smiled at you again, dropping his items and leaning in.

"i needed to grab a few things", he said. "plus, i missed you. i was thinking about inviting you over this weekend."

"if you missed me, why didn't you reply to my texts?"

just for the sake of it, you should see the frown kyungsoo did behind you when he heard your words.

"my phone broke down, i didn't know you had texted me!", he gasped. "shit, i'm so sorry, darling."

"i'm not your darling."

you started to beep his items as you spoke, trying not to look at him anymore.

"anyways", he chuckled. "i've been thinking about you, and i feel like we should talk. my roommate won't be in town this weekend, so why don't you come over? i can make us some pasta..."

"sorry, that is a no to me", you said, quickly pointing at the monitor beside you. "cash?"

your ex followed your gaze to the monitor, starting to pat his pockets.

"fuck, i think i forgot my wallet at home", he faked a groan. "can't you put it under your name? i'll pay you this week."

"hell no, last time you didn't pay me shit and the amount was taken from my salary", you frowned. "if you can't pay for it, then we can't sell it."

your ex tilted his head at you, annoyed. "why you gotta be like that?"

"like what?"

"all i did was love you, and now just because we broke up, you're suddenly all mean to me?"

you gasped. "you really don't wanna do this now."

"i'm trying to be nice, to get us back together, but you won't even give me the chance", he complained. "you cunt."

as you were ready to fight back, you felt a warm hand on your arm, pulling you aside and taking the place in front of your ex.

"say that again", kyungsoo threatened in a low voice. "i dare you."

"say what?", your ex smirked. "cunt?"

everything kind of happened way too fast. you gasped at the same time your ex screamed, as kyungsoo grabbed his ear and pulled with a strange amount of force.

kyungsoo walked around the counter, not letting your ex go for a second, despite his complaints and curse words.

"kyungsoo! oh my god, let him go!", you exclaimed, but it was a mystery if he was listening or not.

"apologize", he demanded. when your ex didn't reply, kyungsoo just tugged at his ear tighter. "i said apologize."

"i-i'm sorry, i'm sorry!"

"good."

with that, kyungsoo quite literally dragged your ex across the whole store, ignoring the way you were following him, not a single emotion shown on his face. he only stopped once he was outside the store, where he pushed your ex until he was on the ground, hands rubbing his left ear.

"i told you the store was closed, you should have listened to me", kyungsoo sarcastically said.

"you son of a bitch!", your ex exclaimed as he got up. as shocked and nervous as you were, you couldn't help but smile at that sight. "are you crazy?"

"you're lucky i didn't feel like punching you", kyungsoo shrugged. "now fuck off, and you better not come back here ever again."

your ex shot kyungsoo a middle finger, before starting to walk away as another string of curses came out of his mouth.

it was only when he had turned a corner, that you finally had the heart to react.

"kyungsoo! oh my god... are you insane?", you almost screamed, but still there was a tiny smile on your lips. "there are cameras here! you could lose your job!"

once again, he just shrugged. "i'm sure mr. kim would understand."

"yeah, but if he doesn't?", you complained. kyungsoo turned around and walked into the store again, as if he was trying to ignore you. "i mean it, okay?! you can't... you can't just beat someone like that."

"i didn't beat him", he frowned, looking at you over his shoulder as he grabbed the items your ex had left behind, going around to place them where they belonged. "i just put him in his rightful place. it's not my fault that he's a pussy and can't fight back."

you mentally thanked god that kyungsoo wasn't looking at you at that moment - you didn't want him to see how hard you had to hold back your laugh.

- x -

on the next day, it felt like kyungsoo was your closest friend. he spent the whole day talking to you, asking you things and helping you out at your chores - not that he didn't already do that as your workmate, but you didn't miss the way his fingers slowly brushed yours throughout the day.

"hey... do you like pasta?", kyungsoo asked during your lunch break, eyes looking down at you.

"um, yes...", you hesitated, suddenly remembering your ex's offer from the day before. "why?"

kyungsoo took a seat next to you. he rested the pot he had on his hands onto his lap, opening it and showing you its content. your stomach flipped, in a good way, when you saw the most beautiful homemade pasta ever.

"i promise it's better than... well, you know...", he said with a smile that quickly turned into a chuckle when you nodded at him.

let's just say both the pasta and the one who did it were truly much, much better than your ex.

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fullsunised · 1 year

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NCT DREAM REACTION: CHAPTER FOUR

╰─▸ ❝ @ nct dream x idol! reader

→ when you get shipped with each other- massive crushes on each other

→ requests: open

→ trigger warnings: none?

→ a/n: BRO IM SO FUCKING STUPID- I WAS MEANT TO SAVE THIS AS A DRAFT BUT INSTEAD I POSTED IT WITH THE REQUEST THING, HALF DONE- BRO IM GONNA GO UNALIVE MYSELF HOW AM I GONNA LIVE LIKE THIS STOP ANW- HOPE THE PERSON THAT REQUESTED THIS FINDS IT. THANK YOU FOR THE LOVE</3 I LOVE YOU MORE ☺️

ready to love

MARK LEE

boy's shy asf. he had a crush on you- that was painfully obvious and when your fans point it out, he's shy asf. after he finds you two trending on twitter, bros red asf first.

after that he's gonna send you a message asking if you were uncomfortable with all this- because he cares, he doesn't and would never want to put you in an awkward position. when you tell him how you find this cute, he'd be elated bro.

you know he's making and discussing with his members on how to ask you out fr.

RENJUN HUANG

he's gonna pretend like it doesn't affect him. like 'yeah, we get shipped together so what' types. he likes you of course, but his whole personality is about being cool- so he is cool.

that is until you send a post you came across about how he looks at you while your talking, and boy is he embarrassed. he's gonna play it off cause it's text but when you see him again the next day for a shoot, he'd be too shy to meet eyes.

he wouldn't ask you out instantly because he wants to make sure, you knew each other better before moving to the next step.

JENO LEE

confused. what did he do that his fans are shipping you two? but he enjoys it for sure. like come on, the way he looks at you, bro like you're the only person that matters to him. you're fans definetly caught on that.

he'd be funny about it. well, not like make jokes about it but take it with a pinch of salt. you two would be sharing moments captured by your fans, and tease each other about it for long until-

he actually becomes serious and asks you out.

HAECHAN LEE

it isn't haechan if he doesn't tease you. boy is gonna scroll through to all the 3 million tweets to find the one tweet where you are the one simping for him and not the other way around. calls you adorable, ruffles your hair and all that just to make fun of you, and to give your fans more to write about.

but when you send back all the other tweets where he is literally staring at you with heart eyes, boy's is gonna be shy. he's gonna start acting defensive and shit. you'd find it so adorable that you'd tease him too.

after a few months of frequent teasing, you'll finally ask him out cause he was taking ages. even though he finds it hot, he whines because he wanted to be the one to ask you out.

JAEMIN NA

man he's smiling. like always, while looking at you, while hearing you speak, while scrolling through all the tweets, while watching your moments on youtube. he's just so lovestruck it's concerning.

after he sees how much your fans support you two, he won't hide his crush anymore. bro will randomly hug you, set your hair for you, click pictures- all the boyfriend material stuff without even being your boyfriend.

it would take him not long to ask you out, and from them you two would be gracing the world with your presence as a couple.

CHENLE ZHONG

shy- nah maybe cocky. as soon as he notices how your fans have been screaming for the both of you, he's smiling. he'll make more moments for you two cause he can.

because your fans enjoy you two together- he'd frequently take you out to eat, your crush him would grow stronger during these times- not because he's treating you but because you enjoy his presence.

you two appearing on each other's lives would be so frequent that your fans are sure you're dating. he asks you out and yeah the rest is calm.

JISUNG PARK

boy's blushing so much. you are done shooting and go home when he notices the hashtag on twitter. smiling, and blushing cause he loves it but is shy too.

the next time he sees you again, he won't be able to maintain eye contact because he's too flustered to look at you. when you're not looking though, he'd steal glances.

when it comes to asking you out, his members have to reassure him that you feel the same- and after hours and hours of convincing boy will confess.

fullsunised.

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kellykadesperate · 9 months

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red white and royal blue film thoughts n live comments below:

alex being scared of putting a foot wrong and thinking hey let me actually start off on a good note with someone who is familiar to me and henry just completely ignores him! lmao

romcom silly intro titles showing how different their lives are, through drawings with bad reputation playing. early 2000 vibes let’s gooo

“we’d ship the ashes to heathrow” lmaooo she is perfect actually

“white blond british” is so valid

henry asking the kids if they know who alex is just so he can watch all the kids shake their heads in unison

it’s funny how watching it i instantly pick up on the fact that henry has a thing for alex more than alex having a thing for henry

alex. eyelashes. eyelashes. alex

henry’s bitmoji has a crown. he made sure to add headwear

the text montage was such a creative way of going back and forth rather than just showing texts on the screen the whole time

henry’s face when the girl randomly sits on alex at the new years party needs to be studied i think

see i kind of like how they’ve leaned into the fact that in the book henry has loved alex for years and never thought he could be with him because we don’t get that perception in the book. but in the film it’s clear as day that this little guy is so secretly happy about getting to spend time with alex and then alex kisses two random girls at the stroke of midnight and henry is like: oh {something beautifully tragic and poetic}

idk why but henry’s little ‘here’ text sort of sent me over the edge

a black woman as the pm of the uk? we can dream

ok but the look of absolute relief, and awe on henry’s face when alex kisses him in the red room. he literally has to pull away in shock to see if alex is being serious like wow

“i hated how fit you looked” hehehe

the little just putting it out there about their sexualities was so cute and sweet

the way alex is just very much always himself but henry swings violently between so soft and earnest to ridiculously sarcastic and insincere about everything is so !!!

it is … [a mouthful] 😏😏😏😏

the fact that henry thinks he can only belong to someone else momentarily … is really something

“i went to an english boarding school … trust me you’re in good hands” HENRY FOX

i’m the first person to say sex scenes are really unnecessary but why was that actually so sweet and tasteful?? wow

again the addition (i’m sure it is) of alex talking about how important it is for people to see people like him in politics, saying that henry doesn’t understand and henry saying: “i’m learning”. it was such a cute important moment

henry and alex giggling in the hotel room in texas as they take each others closes off. best thing in the world actually

ok sorry henry is SO charming with his little “once unsuccessfully” comment like SIR stop

“where IS SHEEEEE? HELLO HELLO” lmaoooo

alex’s ability to not hesitate in the slightest about not seeing henry again always gets me

“i want you chewing on a crumpet by sunset” ok her lines are actually killing

alex saw henry letting loose being himself just living his best life and had to take a deep breath in because he was realised he was so in love

henry literally throwing himself overboard rather than hear alex say that he loves him. that was … HELP ME HELP ME HELP ME

very much needed alex to be screaming and swearing in the rain outside the palace but we cannot have it all i suppose

the way ‘i can’t help falling in love with you’ is such a top tier romantic song and they danced in the prettiest museum in london

ngl them sneaking into the v&a and that being leaked feels better than them just randomly kissing in the back of a car

a part of me until you have all of me was the sentiment to kill me dead. the addition of the exchanging of items as well was such a clever touch, considering how much that key meant to alex

ok but the way henry thought alex would never love him but alex did not only that but also said he would patiently wait for henry until he was ready. he constantly looks so shocked that alex is so ready just to be his urgh

“love sick homosexuals” no seriously why does she have the best lines in the world

staircase moment quite nearly killed me

alex watching henry play piano with this big smile on his face and then trying to play the national anthem whilst henry is just like: :D

it’s so cute because the film has really picked up on the idea that henry admires alex and his ability to just be himself so much

the bit where henry was going to reach down to play with his ring but realised alex was wearing it on his finger … the little look because they’re so connected

the little balcony moment was so cute, seeing all the little flags waving felt like such a moment

henry just running after alex rubbing his back making sure he isn’t freaking out on election night and then being like i wore a yellow tie :) it’s meant to reminder you of texas :) and alex just instantly hugging him and feeling better

really loved how they had the ending be the same as the book in terms of them walking into alex’s home. the little: “lead the way darling … OK well i took my first steps here” just took me out

so:

overall the cutest little romcom ever. it had comedy and chemistry and it was sweet. it was what it said it was

i actually didn’t find that it went too fast in terms of their relationship because it felt like so much had already sort of happened between them if that makes sense? so so so much was said through their facial expressions, like it was insane how much actually? i also felt like the paris sex scene added so much to their relationship because it just felt so ridiculously intimate and i felt the shift into something so much more serious between them

i wished we got a few more scenes (idk why but i wanted david and alex to meet lmao)

again the addition of miguel was something i got? didn’t like it but got it because i think the book leak idea was a little too complex or would have taken too much time to build up (aka too much time away from alex and henry). he was just a bit of a creep lmao

i definitely feels like it will be appreciated and understood so much more by people who have read the book. the idea of them both loving each other before we saw them at the wedding was felt within the book a lot more. the way alex had a photo of henry when he was younger and henry was so taken by alex back then was never said?

i also … don’t shoot me but … didn’t really miss june that much? like nora was fine but even if june was there i feel like she would have had the exact same vibe as nora. basically a sound board for alex in regards to henry but they didn’t delve into their family history or had their parents divorced which again … i kind of get? it feels like they were interested in alex and henry’s relationship more so than the building blocks to their individual personalities and they definitely sacrificed elements of complexity on alex’s part especially

the scene in the book where alex rings henry and just complains about his family is such a little turning point for them and would have been lovely to see in the film but like i said … i kind of get it

henry and alex were perfectly cast in my eyes. henry was so endearing and charming and complex and they nailed all of that and alex was loud and passionate and unapologetically himself

having read the book and found it hopeful and optimistic and so so charming, the film was exactly that too

#red white and royal blue #rwarb spoilers #rwarb #rwarb movie

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jaekissd · 1 year

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window seat

Pairing: Lee Taeyong x Reader

Genre: fluff <3 // Best Friend!Taeyong

Length: 511 words

a/n: whipped this one out randomly lol a pretty different style than usual but I hope still as good as the rest :) please enjoy~

Love is not always easy. Sometimes you get to scream it out to the world, and other times you care for it in secret as if it was an endangered flower. I wonder if its obvious to you, if in your head I have it written all over my face. If you did know, you do a good job of not showing it.

We step out onto the platform after buying our tickets for the train heading to whatever adventure you planned for today. Nothing unusual for us, seeing as you drag me everywhere you wanna go, not that I’m complaining. We have 3 hours to kill because you wanted to look at the little market beside the station and I never say no to you.

“Taeyong, make sure you don’t go crazy buying stuff.” I laughed looking at you marveling at all the cute tiny objects in each booth we pass by. You turn at me, sparkles in your eyes and all. “But everything is so pretty and I just want to appreciate small businesses!”

I roll my eyes, knowing you knew how often I give in. “Fine,” I say, smiling ear to ear, “but mark my words, I’m not carrying anything for you!” I know my words hardly reach you as I watch you practically skip into one of the shops. We end up walking through all the shops and luckily, with not many bags to carry back to the station.

As we’re sitting for a while, resting before we have to board the train, I think about how I got here. I watch as you look around and I do the same for a few moments. “So how did you even find this old-timey station?,” I knock your shoe with mine to get your attention. Immediately you smiled, “I saw a series of it in a photography page I follow. I thought it looked super cool.” I nodded and we went back to our comfortable silence.

I hear the intercoms calling our train out and start to get up. “Come on Yongie! That’s us,” I hold out my free arm. You take it and we stand behind the caution line. I wonder if I’ll be content forever like this, our relationship never going past friends, platonic soulmates and all that. Or maybe someday I’ll be able to move on? Whatever the future holds, I’d be okay with honestly, I am happy with the now.

We find our seats, train bustling with conversations, laughter and kids crying. I sat first and took the window seat and you sat next to me, placing the bags in front of us. I noticed as the train started to depart, you lean forward so you could see outside as well. I laughed a bit and asked if you wanted to switch, to which you instantly lit up to as you nodded.

I stood up and you scooted. It was more than fine with me, I didn’t mind. After all, on the train you wanted the window and I wanted to look at you.

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hauntingcryptids · 1 year

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Bedside Manner

Martha Jones x Reader

Summary - The reader randomly gets sick and Martha plays doctor for them.

Based On This Request - Anonymous requested - “Hey, I was wondering if I could put in a request? I would love to see a Martha Jones x Gender Neutral!Reader of Martha taking care of the reader while they’re sick. Just very sweet fluff. I’ve been feeling terrible lately and it would make my day. Thank you!”

Warnings - the reader being sick/not feeling well

Word Count - 1154

A/n - Gender Neutral Reader. Requested by this lovely anon. I hope that you like this. I don’t know how well I wrote Martha, so I’m sorry if she is out of character. But I just thought that this was cute.

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Everything felt wrong. You couldn’t find the right words to describe how you felt, but things did not feel right. Your nose was running, your throat was sore, your head felt heavy, and your chest felt tight. Sometimes, intense pain would rush through your skull, so intense that it would make you feel like crying. You desperately wanted to get up and grab a glass of water from your personal kitchen in The TARDIS, but you were suddenly overcome with chills and all you could do was bundle yourself in your blankets.

There was a soft knock on your bedroom door, but you elected to ignore it. You chose to cocoon into your blanket nest even more as another wave of chills overcame you. If it was The Doctor at your door, then he could just go on an adventure with Martha, instead. He didn’t need you, definitely not today. The person on the other side of your door knocked again, and again you ignored it. A couple of moments after you refused to respond, The TARDIS opened the door for whoever was behind it.

“Y/n? The Doctor has this grand idea to - Y/n, are you alright?” Martha entered your room quickly, excitedly rambling about what The Doctor had planned, but when she saw you huddled on your bed, she forgot whatever thought she was so excited to tell you about. Martha rushed over to you and kneeled beside your bed to try to look at your face. Seeing you like this, instantly she was worried for you.

“Martha, I’m fine. Just a bit tired.” You removed yourself from your cocoon and sat up in bed, trying to appear normal and healthy.

“What does The Doctor have planned for today?” You asked with a strained voice. Martha looked at you incredulously. She saw how bloodshot your eyes were and noticed the stuffiness of your breathing.

“Are you sure that you are all right? Because if you aren’t -” You cut off the woman you had been harbouring a crush on and finally moved from your bed.

“Martha, I’m fine. Trust me.” You tried to stand up straight and pull a dramatic pose as if to prove our point, but then your head felt light and fuzzy. You ended up leaning to the side and then stumbled backwards a bit as if to try and catch yourself. Your healthy facade was already thoroughly broken, but then a coughing fit hit you and you had to sit down back down on your bed.

“Alright now, lie back down.” Martha directed you sternly.

“Am I going to be alright?” You muttered, fully accepting defeat and just letting Martha know that you weren’t feeling well.

“Of course you will be. I know what I’m doing.”

“What if it’s some weird space illness? Should we get The Doctor? Am I going to die?” Martha quickly placed her hand over your mouth, which was covered by a couple of layers of tissues, to silence your rambling outburst of questions.

“You are showing signs of the simple Earthly flu. No space illness. We don’t need The Doctor. I have got everything covered. You are going to be perfectly fine in my care, Y/n.” Martha threw the tissues into your small garbage bin by your bed and then stood to retrieve the medical kit that was automatically housed in every bedroom in The TARDIS. She returned to your side quickly and went through all of the procedures her medical teachers told her to complete. She took your temperature and checked your blood pressure and heart rate. Once confirming everything she needed to know, Martha gave you some medicine to start you on the recovery process but continued a bit more testing. She wanted to be extra conscious intending to you. Martha had grown quite fond of you over your time together on the alien ship with The Doctor.

“You have a nicer bedside manner than I thought you would.” You said after finishing the artificial-looking red medicine.

“What is that supposed to mean?” Martha’s doctor persona quickly broke upon hearing your comment.

“You can be quite harsh to The Doctor and villains on adventures. But it's okay, I like when you get a bit harsh.”

“Oh really now?” Martha quirked a smile.

“Don’t hold that against me. I’m sick remember? You better not be going around telling anyone who will listen about how sick me confessed that I enjoy a little harshness.”

“I won’t tell a soul.” Martha smiled genuinely before quietly finishing checking you over and then she gave you any extra things that you might need in order to get better, with some help from The TARDIS, of course.

“Can you stay with me?” You asked Martha as she began to walk out of your room.

“That breaches so many appropriate doctor/patient relations.” Martha joked.

“Just forget about being Doctor Jones for a moment and just be Martha and cuddle me.”

“I don’t know.” Martha mumbled. She read the labels on the medicines she gave you and confusion was labelled as a possible side effect. She didn’t want to make you feel awkward or uncomfortable while you were vulnerable, let alone ever. The TARDIS, though, telepathically reassured Martha and told her that you were of sound mind. Probably a bit more honest than usual because of your sickness.

“Please.” You begged. You could see Martha’s resolve breaking before you.

“Ugh, why must you be so convincing?!” Martha walked around to the other side of your bed, so you could remain close to all the medicines and tissues on your bedside table. You watched as Martha climbed in beside you.

“Turn over.” Martha placed her hands on your sides and helped you adjust to where you were lying on your side facing the bedside table. Then you felt Martha settle beside you until she was cuddling you from behind.

“So you are a big spoon, Doctor Jones?”

“I’m off duty, remember, just Martha. But I don’t want to get sick, so I’m not going to face you.”

“Aww, come on! Really?” You jokingly whined. You understood Martha’s position completely. You were surprised that she actually agreed to stay with you, but you were overjoyed to not be alone while you were not feeling well.

“Maybe some other time.”

“I’m going to hold you to that promise, Martha. I expect an extravagant cuddle date once I’m feeling better.”

“Anything for you, sicky.” You huffed at the nickname, but Martha laughed into your back and that instantly made you feel better. If you felt less sick and tired at that moment, you would have said that Martha’s laugh was the best medicine in the universe, but that would have to wait for when you awoke later.

You fell asleep in Martha’s arms, completely comfortable despite your sickness. With Martha holding you closely you knew that you could get through this.

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ohsolonelyghosts · 2 years

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could you do a part 2 to slow ride when reader becomes really distant with kylo and starts avoiding him. and with them ending uup together in the end. angst to comfort maybe a little smut(¬‿¬)

Slow Ride II

Characters: 70s!Kylo Ren x Reader

Word Count: 3,099

Note: Hey there! Sorry for being so absent, I've been working so much which DOES NOT bode well for writer's block. However, today we see part 2 of this! Absolutely love love love this idea and I'm so glad you sent it in! Plus, a special appearance from none other than Sackler >:)

This is a part two fic to this one. Read that before coming back!

Contents/Warnings: angst, cannabis, alcohol, unprotected sex, some fluff, PIV, cheating, slight overstimulation

It had been a few weeks since the summer kick-off beer bust, and you hadn’t seen Kylo in days. You wondered where he had run off to get drunk because he hadn’t bothered to call your landline. It pissed you off, because how did he go from calling you every day to now running around with god knows who? You never met to sound like his coach, who was insistent that he had a bad crowd, but you were always worried about him.

Your mother opened your door, breaking you from your thoughts. You tilted your head to the side, giving her a soft smile.

“Kylo’s on the phone for you,” she spoke, giving you a slight smirk.

Your mom absolutely adored Kylo, she loved when he would come over and stay with you. He was a perfect gentleman to her and to your entire family. She always hoped you two would be together, always mentioning how cute Kylo was. You’d roll your eyes, but secretly always agreed.

You hopped off your bed, walking past your mother to the landline.

“Hello?” You spoke, furrowing your brows.

“Hey, doll.”

You sighed out, a small smile flooding your face. You missed his voice, and wished he was standing in front of you.

“We went to grab Aerosmith tickets.”

“I know, but you haven’t see me in a bit.”

You heard Kylo sigh from the other end.

“I know, but, hey, I got you a ticket. Front row.”

You grinned, hearing that news. You were so, so excited to be able to go to that concert, especially with Kylo.

“What about, her?” You asked, twirling the phone cord in your fingers.

“Not coming,” Kylo responded quickly, assuring you.

The smile on your face grew, feeling relief that you wouldn’t have to be the third wheel.

“I’ve gotta go though, she’s coming over,” Kylo spoke after a moment, instantly killing your mood.

You groaned, rolling your eyes.

“Fine.”

You heard a click after saying your goodbyes, sadly hanging the phone back on the wall. You trudged back to your room, flopping back on your bed.

You didn’t hear from Kylo again for awhile, which made you increasingly upset.

It was five days until the concert when Kylo finally showed up at your house for the first time in forever.

You were super pissed, because why was he ignoring you so heavily? You had spent the time with your friends, so it wasn’t too bad on you, but it still weighed you down.

You stared at him in the doorway, clearing your throat as you looked up at him. He gave you a small smile, letting out a sigh. He went in for a hug, but you moved away quickly. When you looked back up at him, he looked shocked, even a bit sad. You shook your head at him, frowning. Kylo really had expected that you wouldn’t be mad when he showed up randomly to your house?

You stepped outside in front of him, shutting your door behind you.

“Kylo, I know you are not expecting to just step into my house and think that I’m going to just let you, you’ve ignored me for weeks. Go home.”

He scoffed, tilting his head.

“It’s not like I meant it,” he complained, folding his arms across his chest.

“Look, whatever you meant by it, we’ll talk later. I’ve gotta get ready for the party later.”

“At Nick’s?”

“Who else’s?” You retorted, opening your front door and backing inside of it.

Kylo tried to follow you inside, like he had done so many times prior, but you shoved him back gently.

“Go home, Kylo.”

As you shut the door behind you, you sighed, leaning against it for a second. You closed your eyes, before remembering that you did actually have to get ready.

You put on your clothes, did your hair and makeup before heading back downstairs and strolling out to your car. You put the key into your beetle, heading down the street to pick up friend after friend.

You gossiped a bit, letting them know exactly what Kylo had done, being met with scoffs and laughter.

“He really thought he could do that to you?” Your best friend, Tori asked, lighting the joint in her hand.

You pursed your lips, nodding slowly, inhaling off the joint when it was passed to you. You sat there at the red light, joint between your fingers. You passed it behind you to your other friend, relaxing against your seat. Before you knew it, you were at Nick’s house.

You all got out, locking your car before you walked up to the front door. Tori finished off the joint, dropping it to the ground and stepping on it. She knocked on the door, being greeted by none other than Kylo.

He had his somehow-still-girlfriend, Katherine, on his arm. He gave you a warm smile when he saw you and you met him back with a look that could pierce skin. Tori met him with the same look, grabbing your arm and pushing past him, so all five of you could shove past the two of them.

When you were all inside, the other three friends found their way to alcohol, with you and Tori not too far behind them. She handed you a cup, both of you leaning back against a wall, observing where to go next in the house.

You mentioned being pissed at Kylo, which Tori already knew.

“Listen, forget about him, get drunk, get laid, get even,” she responded, grinning at you from ear to ear.

She played a good wing-woman, and was insistent on getting you laid. You’d have multiple conversations that night, Tori including herself and letting guys know how available you were. That was until Adam Sackler made it known that he was there. You had a slight crush on him awhile back, and still found him quite attractive.

“Sackler, how’s it going?” Tori grinned, putting her hand on your lower back to shove you forward.

“Good as always, ladies,” he responded, shooting you a smirk.

Sackler wrapped his arm around your shoulders, pulling you into him. The cologne he used made you melt, he smelled so good. You leaned against him, breathing in deep. You lost yourself in conversation, not even realizing Kylo had joined in after awhile.

He butted in by clearing his throat, arms across his chest. He eyed you and Sackler, clearly showing something was bothering him. It didn’t bother you, in fact it made you happy that he had to see you hanging all over one of his best friends. You took a sip from your cup, turning your head to your so-called best friend.

“Came to ask if you wanted to smoke a joint with the guys, Sackler,” Kylo mentioned, motioning to the front door.

“I’m in,” Sackler responded, letting go of you, taking a drink from his beer.

Kylo grinned at him, letting him move past your small group, turning back to you and grabbing you by the wrist. He shot an apology at Tori before dragging you up the stairs. You fought him, trying to tug away, though it was absolutely no use.

He shoved you back into an empty room, shutting and locking the door behind him.

“What do you think you’re fucking doing?” You raised your voice, setting your drink down on the desk nearby.

“Making sure my best friend, which is you, by the way, knows that Sackler does not want anything romantic!”

“Who said it was romantic, Kylo?” You retorted back at him, mouth slightly agape in disgust at the fact he thought he was somehow saving you.

“You don’t need to get used by that guy!” He shouted, crossing his arms.

You rolled your eyes, scoffing at him.

“Yet you’re getting used by Katherine?” You spoke, an fake innocent look upon your face.

“I’m not getting used, okay?”

His brows furrowed, showing just how flustered he was on his face. You pursed your lips at him, eyes drifting around the room. You couldn’t look him in the eyes, you would end up laughing at him.

You turned away from him, unlocking the door when Kylo forcefully turned you around, pinning you to the wall. Your eyes bounced between both of his, still wondering how you got into this situation.

“Kylo.”

The dark-haired male crashed his lips down onto yours before even mustering a response, his hands above your shoulders, making you unable to move. You pulled away, making a noise of disgust at him, shaking your head.

“Do you think I’m that easy?” You asked, crossing your arms.

Kylo didn’t have a response for that. He backed away from you, a small “sorry” leaving his lips. You had no idea how drunk he was, obviously enough to think he could make up to you with a makeout session.

You turned around from him, finally unlocking the door. As you were exiting the room, Kylo muttered something, but you weren’t exactly sure of what he was saying.

You finally met up with Tori again, who was with the three others, and Sackler. You lacked a drink, which Sackler noticed immediately and offered you to nurse off his freshly opened beer.

The rest of the party was decently enjoyable, involving you on Sackler’s arm the rest of the night. When it was finally time to leave, you pushed your four drunk friends back into your car, leaving them there while you said goodbye to Adam. You wrapped your arms around his shoulders, hanging on him for a minute.

His arms greeted your hips, leaning down and pecking a kiss on your lips. You smiled against his lips, pulling him in for another kiss. When you pulled away, you looked past his shoulder, noticing Kylo in the back, near the front door. His girlfriend was nowhere in sight, yet his eyes pierced through Sackler, straight to you. You pulled away from the male in front of you, backing up to your car.

You leaned against it, Sackler insisting he fit into the car with you guys so you would take him home. You shook your head, giving him a wide grin, you knew exactly what his plans were.

You pecked at his lips once more before fully saying goodnight and entering your car.

***

You lay in your room, two days later.

You were wondering if you were even still going to the concert with Kylo, or if he was really going to take his girlfriend at this point.

You heard a knock at your window, sitting up instantly. You looked over, seeing Kylo trying to open your window. You opened it for him, backing away so he could get into your room.

“Don’t speak to me at the party, then ignore me some more?” Kylo questioned, sitting on your window sill.

You flopped back onto your bed, shaking your head.

“First off, you wanted to be with Katherine the entire night, so no, Kylo, I’m not speaking to you anymore. In fact, I don’t even know that I want to be around you anymore,” you retorted.

Kylo stared at you, open-mouthed at what you had just said. You could tell it instantly hurt his feelings, and as much as you felt bad, it needed to be said.

“Why does it bother you if I’m with Katherine?” He responded, voice a bit shaky, “it bothers you to the point of I’m no good to be around?”

Your hands fell out in front of you, motioning for him to stop talking.

“It’s not that you’re no good to be around, it’s that you’re a dick for cheating on her and letting her do it back.”

He shrugged, still as if to say how that was your problem. He’d be right if you weren’t in love with him.

Kylo stood up in front of you, one hand pushing his locks out of his face. The silence was deafening, both of you sitting there awkwardly, unsure of what to say next. You moved your hands around, moving one to touch your face, looking up at the male in front of you.

Kylo fell to his knees suddenly in front of you, hands on either side of your lap. He just sat there, taking a sharp inhale. His hands moved to your thighs, squeezing them. He looked up at you, pursing his lips.

“I’m sorry for making her more important in my life.”

You gave him a pitiful smile, shrugging at him. You placed both of your hands on his cheeks, rubbing your thumb over his lower lip.

“She just doesn’t deserve you, not like I do,” you whispered, eyes trailing down his face.

A grin widened upon his lips, tilting his head to the side. He got the child-in-a-candy-store look in his eyes once again, leaning up slightly. You felt his breathe touch your lips, but held yourself back from kissing him.

“Nobody deserves me like you do,” he breathed, eyes fixated on your lips.

He leaned in, smashing his lips against yours for what felt like the first time in forever. It was needy, teeth clashing, and absolutely everything you craved from him. He moved on top of you, your legs wrapped around his waist.

Kylo’s hips ground down onto yours, eliciting a moan from you. He hummed against your lips, pulling away for a moment. You both took deep breaths, hips rocking against each other. Kylo’s hand found its way under your shirt, hand squeezing at your breast.

“Need you,” he murmured out, leaning down and biting at your lower lip.

You whined at him, grinding your hips against his again. He nodded, placing his hand on your jawline.

He clashed your mouths together once again, finding a way to get your pants off of you while his lips were against yours. Before you knew it, you felt his cock rubbing against your center, sitting your body up on your elbows.

“No foreplay?” You breathed out, eyeing his cock. Even from the last time you two had sex, you were extremely worried about how he was going to fit, even then it left you sore for days.

“Sorry, just so excited to be inside of you.”

He delved two fingers inside of you, making you arch your back, moaning out for him. Kylo chuckled, shaking his head.

“I haven’t even done anything to you!”

The innocent look on his face was enough to drive you mad, and you begged for him to make you moan even more for him.

“Tell me what you want me to do to you,” he breathed, pumping his fingers in and out of you. You moaned out for him, finding it hard to make words come out of your mouth.

“Want you to choke me, fuck me like she wouldn’t let you,” you whimpered out when he stopped moving his fingers. He smirked at you, loving what he was hearing.

“You’re fucking dirty when you want to be.”

Kylo pulled his fingers out of you, making you whimper at the loss of contact. He pushed his fingers into your mouth, making you suck on them. You moaned at the taste of yourself, and you were sure he could feel his cock get harder at the sound.

“You’re gonna take all of my cock, got that, doll?”

You nodded, leaving Kylo to thrust into you. You moaned out for him, gasping as you took every inch of him. He bottomed out inside of you, letting out small groans and swears.

Kylo took off at a relentless pace, hand finding your throat. He pressed you into your mattress, his other hand finding countless places on your body to grope and squeeze. He pounded you, the sound of his balls slapping against your skin filling the room. Gasps and soft moans followed, your arms finding his shoulders, scratching at the skin.

He let out groans, loving the feeling of your nails digging into him. He slowed his pace a bit, taking the time to grind up against you between each thrust, making sure you could feel just as good as he was feeling. Kylo filled your neck with plenty of small bites, slapping the side of your ass with his free hand.

He threw both of your legs over his shoulders, both of his hands taking yours and pinning them above your head. You squeezed at his fingers intertwined in yours, clenching your walls around him. He rolled his hips up against yours, making your furrow your brows in pleasure.

Kylo bit at your jawline, sucking and nipping along his journey back to your neck. Muttering how good you were for him nearly sent you over the edge. Before you knew it, you were cumming all over his cock, your head thrown back in pure ecstasy.

Your body tensed up around his cock, practically unable to move. He picked his pace up, thrusting harshly into you as you came down from your high. One of his hands found your clit, rubbing circles, easily overstimulating you. Your body jerked upward, nearly trying to find a way to get away from him, it was too much.

“No no, take it,” he growled.

His hand held your hips down, beads of sweat forming on his forehead as he continued to thrust into you.

“Close,” he growled out, picking up the pace of his hips.

Kylo abruptly stopped and you could feel his thick ropes of cum coating your walls. He slowly began to move as he came down from his high, eyes fluttering as he moved.

When he finally pulled out of you, he fell next to you on your bed, immediately pulling you into his body.

You curled up to him, bodies sweaty, yet perfectly intertwined. Kylo planted a kiss on your forehead, grinning. You listened to his heartbeat, tracing little shapes into his chest. This was the Kylo you wanted to keep forever, the happy completely focused on you version.

“Much better on a bed.”

You chuckled, kissing his chest.

“So much better.”

“You know I love you right?”

You grinned, lifting your head to look at Kylo. He leaned his head up as well, pecking at your lips gently. You smiled against his lips, kissing all over his cheeks and jawline.

“All I wanted was to hear you say that!” You exclaimed, giggling at him, “now, could you please break up with her?”

Kylo got that look on his face again, sighing.

“Yeah, yeah, I will.”

That still didn’t give you any hope, but you really wanted to leave the moment be.

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watchmegetobsessed · 2 years

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HOT AND NICE

A/N: it's been forever since the last time i wrote for Seb but this idea just came to me randomly and needed to write it!!

PAIRING: boyfriend!Sebastian Stan X Reader

SUMMARY: Sebastian accidentally goes live.

WORD COUNT: 1.2k

MASTERIST

You’re typing away on your laptop, finishing up some work you brought home with you when a notification pops up on your phone’s screen. You reach for the device and check what it is, instantly knotting your eyebrows together in confusion when you see what it’s really about.

Sebastian Stan is live now! Instagram informs you and you stare at the text for a few moments, trying to make sense from it.

Your boyfriend is currently live on Instagram. Your boyfriend, who is just outside in the living room, watching TV, waiting for you to finish your work so the two of you can watch a movie together. Your boyfriend, who can barely manage posting pictures to his profile.

What is happening?

Tapping on the notification your Instagram app starts to load and then the live pops up on the screen, but it takes a few seconds for the video to actually start and when it does, there he is. Your boyfriend of two years just staring at the screen, the TV playing softly in the background as the comments keep flowing in, talking about what’s happening, why he is not talking and of course, how hot he looks with his messy hair that’s the result of the nap he took not long ago.

A smile stretches across your face as you wait and try to see what he is doing or if he even started it on purpose because you have a guess he did not. Several minutes pass by with just him staring at the screen and looking up at the TV sometimes, but he doesn’t say a word. He taps on the screen a few times and the streaming even stops for a few seconds but he comes back on almost instantly.

“I am… not sure what I’m doing right now,” he then finally speaks up and you can’t hold your laugh back. This is your queue to interfere before he ends up posting a nude of himself or worse, of you.

Locking your phone you shut your laptop and head out to find your little tech guru, and he is right where you left him, on the couch, his phone still in his hand as the live keeps rolling.

“Babe, what are you doing?” you ask, catching his attention and he looks up, a bright smile adorning his pretty face when he sees you approaching him.

“Hey there! I’m just testing things out, I thought I might go live sometime soon,” he tells you proudly as you round the couch and sit next to him.

“But I hope you do know you’re live right now,” you tell him and he freezes, the gears turning in his head as he looks down at his phone.

“What? It’s not just a test?”

“A test? What do you mean?” you ask, seeing the fans going crazy over the conversation they get to hear now.

“You know, isn’t it like an option where you can try out what it’ll be like when you go live for real? To adjust the camera and stuff.”

“No, honey. We are live right now, see? Your fans are commenting there,” you tell him pointing at the comment roll that moves so fast you can barely read anything, just see a bunch of emojis. They are definitely enjoying the candid moment they get to witness thanks to your oblivious boyfriend.

“I thought that was just to show what it will be like,” Seb chuckles, realizing he messed this one up. “Well, hello to everyone!” he smiles at the screen, holding his phone with one hand, his other arm coming around your waist to pull you to his side so you’re in the frame as well.

“Hi guys,” you smile softly.

“Instagram is still not my strength, clearly,” Seb grins, tapping on the comment roll that now finally stops so he can read some of the messages. It’s filled with love, everyone is thrilled to see him live and there are several users commenting on how cute the two of you look together.

“See, I date Y/N not only because she is so pretty and smart and funny, but because she can help me out with the tech stuff,” Seb jokes and you laugh smacking his chest.

The fans start rambling about the two of you, going on and on about how sweet he is and how much they love seeing Seb happy with you. It makes you so happy to know that they support you and don’t try to bring you down.

“And I date you because you’re hot,” you tease him grinning.

“That’s it? I’m hot? That’s all I am?” he chuckles, pretending to be hurt as you wrap your arms around his neck, the fans still witnessing your bickering.

“What? Is that not enough?”

“I was hoping I had some more to offer,” he mumbles under his breath before stealing a quick kiss from you.

You’re not big on PDA, try to keep it down when you’re out and about, but there have been a few times when the fans got a glimpse into your relationship. A few vacation photos from Hawaii, dinner dates, meeting with friends and family, sharing a few nice memories on each other’s birthday, these occasions served his fans with a few intimate pictures the fans love so dearly, mostly because Sebastian look so lovesick in all of them and they just want to see him happy. You do too.

“Alright, I guess you’re… nice too. Sometimes,” you add, earning a belly laugh from him.

“Nice? That’s it? Wow, babe. You are flattering me today!” he shakes his head grinning before turning to his phone. “Do you hear this guys? My girlfriend is just such a delight, right?”

“That I am,” you smirk, laying your head to his shoulder and he kisses the crown of your head lovingly.

“So I’m hot and nice, huh?”

“Alright, this was enough Instagram for today. We have a movie to watch,” Seb sighs, watching his and your reflection on the screen. “Have a great day everyone, I’ll see you guys soon!”

“Bye guys!” you smile before Seb figures out how to end the live and then he puts his phone aside once it’s just the two of you.

Giggling you sit up and swing a leg over him so you can settle in his lap facing him, your hands running up his chest until they cup his cheeks.

“I couldn’t tell them all your best traits, they might want to steal you from me!” you tell him, biting into your bottom lip as you smile.

“Yeah? And what are those best traits exactly?” he grins slyly.

“Mmm, let’s see. You’re talented, caring, my best friend, you’re an exceptional lover, you always make me laugh and you make me feel loved and appreciated. Always,” you encounter, watching his eyes start twinkling as he stares back at you listening.

“Wow, it almost sounds like I’m a good man, huh?” he chuckles softly as you lean closer and kiss his lips.

“Because you are. If only you learned how to use Instagram!” you tease with a giggle.

“Good thing I have an amazing girlfriend who can teach me,” he grins, squeezing you into a hug as you lie on top of him.

“Yeah. Such a good thing we have each other,” you sigh happily, snuggling up to him.

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