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#moritz seider x reader
thatsdemko · 1 year
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ask - m.seider
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requested: y
pairings: mo seider x reader
warnings: none but fluff and I kind of took my own creative liberty with this 🫣
the sun light was creeping in through your blinds when you woke up and rolled over nearly hitting the 6’4” German who lay beside you. you weren’t sure how it got like this. one day you were friends, and the next thing you knew he was under your covers asleep next to you almost every night.
“don’t you have another place to stay?” you asked him months ago, grabbing his pillow that was tightly embraced in his arms and allowing him into your apartment that he never seemed to leave except for away games.
“it’s no fun living with Lucas when you’re all the way over here.” he removed the beanie from his head and you watched him mess with his curls making your knees weaken.
it didn’t take long for him to make himself at home for an extra month. you noticed most of your drawers were beginning to fill up with red wings gear, boxers, and his sweatpants. your bathroom had additional shampoo and conditioner, and your kitchen had a plethora of German spices you couldn’t even pronounce.
you weren’t mad mo had become your roommate, in fact you loved spending time with him. but the problem became your ongoing crush began to rapidly spiral when he one day climbed into your bed—even though his room was right next door—and he never seemed to have gone back to his own.
and that’s how you woke up this morning. to him in your bed for the third night in a row. there was no horse play that went on, it typically began with you both in your separate rooms, he came in to ask about your day, and then you both fell asleep. every morning you woke up with the anxiety that he wasn’t right there next to you, but there he was. still sound asleep.
once you got the energy to roll out of bed you began to start cooking breakfast. the smell of bacon and eggs was a way to get anybody up, and shortly after you started you heard the sound of your bedroom door unlatch, and the sound of hard wood floor creaking grow louder with every step.
“good morning,” you smiled, he mumbled a few words to you making his way to the fridge to grab coffee. he was never a man of many words in the morning, but you didn’t mind it. sometimes you both ate your breakfast in silence and sometimes you ate your breakfast listening to mo talk a mile a minute. you cherished both of those mornings.
“coffee?” you heard him, and before you could reply he was already holding the cup up to your lip allowing you to sip whatever he had just mixed together. he watched you close your eyes swallowing the mixture, “not bad, I’ll have one.”
it was silent for awhile, you platted the food for you both and headed to the table to sit down and wait for mo. you glanced over at him for a second catching a glimpse of the back of him working on the coffee. you couldn’t help but stare a little longer picking up the bruises on his arms and the sheet marks on the back of his shirt. it was gestures like this that made you question your relationship, friendship, or heck even situationship. sometimes you would wake up in the morning wondering if he would regret slipping into your bed with you that night.
“what are we?” you asked, it was mainly to yourself, you’ve questioned it for so long. every morning you woke up hoping one day he would realize maybe you were what he wanted to wake up to. ever since he walked in that door with his pillow you wondered where it was going to go. especially, now that he made himself a home for three days in your full size bed. you didn’t expect the question to come out of your mouth. it was supposed to be more of a silent question, but it grabbed his attention.
he turned at the sound of your voice, he only heard a little bit of what you said, but he picked up enough to know what you asked. he’d been avoiding the thinking himself, but when it came to you how could he ever not question it? his teammates called him a wimp for not pulling the trigger on asking you out. he dared not to even ever say he spent most nights in your bed.
“what do you want us to be?” you heard from the kitchen. snapping you out of your daydreams you watched as mo approached the table with two cups of coffee, setting one down for you.
red covered your cheeks as you tried to hide your face behind your cup, “I didn’t expect you to hear me.”
the silence was loud. it was the most uncomfortable silence you’ve ever endured with him, and you didn’t like it. you could tell he didn’t either just by the way he was playing with his food. it was just like you both were avoiding the question on the table.
you watched him shift uncomfortable in his seat, “so have you always liked me?” he asked. you watched his cheeks flush red now this time. you watched him pick up and drop his silverware waiting for an answer from you. he couldn’t get himself to eat because now he was full of anxiety. he couldn’t deny it himself he felt an attraction toward you, but it was always easier for him to ignore it than swallow himself in it.
“well I wouldn’t let you stay for this long if I didn’t.” you joked nibbling on a piece of bacon, and the silence came again. it was agonizing.
tired of waiting, you cut to the chase. one thing about mo is if he wants something he waits, but you were making moves now. you waited too many times in bed wanting to ask the question. you had too many restless nights on the phone hoping he’d be the one to tell you. but you were going to do it now.
“do you want to ask me out? or will I have to ask you?”
mo picked his head up from staring at the plate of breakfast in front of him to look at you. not a sight of anxiety on your face waiting for an answer, he knew if he backed out he’d be denying his feelings and his teammates would have a field day. as much as he tried to take it slow, he knew it would be impossible with you. especially since he somehow always found himself in your bed every morning.
“y/n, will you go out with me?”
“yes, now let’s talk about getting you your own dresser. mine is full of your clothes.”
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sunflower-lilac42 · 15 days
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✧ 𝐏𝐮𝐭 𝐌𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐒𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐩 | moritz seider ♔
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summary: when y/n finally gets to see her boyfriend, she has a hard time sleeping. but luckily for her, her boyfriend is great at putting her to sleep
warnings: sleeping problems
notes: this is mostly for cait, i won't lie. that's it, those are my notes. sorry if this is actual trash and short, i have had like no motivation to write recently | add yourself to the taglist ➺ taglist!
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Inspiration always hit her in the middle of the night. It had been a rough past couple of days, her sleep schedule was thrown off and her work seemed like it was never ending even though everything was pretty much all said and done. 
It was the middle of the night and she was laying in bed next to Mo, he was sleeping soundly, one of his arms thrown haphazardly around her waist as it gripped ever so slightly making sure she wouldn’t go anywhere. 
She, however, was unable to go to sleep. Her mind was racing a million miles an hour with thought after thought after thought. It was the first time she was able to see Moritz this season, she was too busy with school to make it to a game but now she was in his apartment with him. 
Her idea had been brilliant, one of the best ones she had come up with in a while. and with her luck, inspiration and motivation had struck her. She carefully maneuvered herself out from underneath carlos’ grasp and made her way into the kitchen, making a pot of coffee before she set up her laptop on the counter and pulled up a chair to sit down.
She opened her laptop and immediately got to work doing whatever her imagination had brought her too at this time of night. She put a movie on her phone to keep her entertained in order to not fall asleep in case the coffee didn’t do its job. She jumped slightly when she felt a hand rest on her shoulder, practically ripping her earbuds out of her ears.
“Schatz, what are you doing up this late?”
She looked at him sheepishly knowing how much Mo cared about her and her health, especially since he wasn’t around 24/7 to watch and take care of her. She flicked her eyes between her computer screen and Mo before answering, “I had a really good idea.”
Moritz quirked an eyebrow and looked over to the clock on the oven, “At two thirty in the morning?”
She nodded, slightly dismissing the fact that she had had a total of six hours of sleep in the past three nights. However, Moritz didn’t know. He only thought that tonight was rough for her, but he should’ve noticed the signs.
The way her eyes had the darkest circles under them known to mankind, the way she would fall asleep whenever her brain wasn’t actively working, the way she only worked well at night, the way she would always be up after his games. This wasn’t an uncommon thing for the girl, or Moritz, to experience. The two were very well informed of these things happening, Mo doing all he could to help her get back on schedule despite his own busy life.
He picked her up, sitting himself down on the chair and then her on his lap. He wrapped his arms around her waist and waited for her to say something. She continued staring at the screen, no words being said. she reached for her computer and started typing away but Mo pulled her back, his arms restricting her movement. she groaned and leaned back, placing her hands on his forearms, “What?”
“Come to bed, Schön.” he placed light kisses in the crook of her neck, tickling her softly.
“I gotta get this out otherwise I'm going to forget.”
“But you need sleep, my love.” 
She turned so she was sitting sideways on his hand and lying her head on his shoulder. She traced shapes onto his chest and she looked dazed a little. His left hand now ran up and down her calf, as his right one played with the ends of her hair that lay against her back. He knew there was something wrong by the way her eyes looked, unfocused and glossed over.
“What’s wrong, y/n?”
She looked up at him and blinked before shaking her head. Nothing was wrong besides the fact that she couldn’t sleep and that she was tired, which he already knew. He frowned a bit, lifting his hand to tuck a piece of hair behind her ear. She smiled at him and leaned more into him, thinking about how great it felt to be there with him at that moment. 
His hand returned to its previous position, now rubbing circles into her thigh with his thumb. She had pants on so she didn’t feel it all that well, but she could tell that it was there. THe two stayed silent, both of them not knowing what to say anymore. He could see she was starting to fall asleep, her eyes closing every so often before opening back up, “Let's go to bed schatz.”
“Just let me finish this one last thing-” She reached for her laptop but once again he pulled her back into his lap and then picked her up, carrying her to the bed. 
She protested but gave up within a few seconds as she recognized how comfy she was in his arms. He laid her down on the bed and crawled in next to her, rewrapping his arms around her. She snuggled into him, glad to be back in bed despite losing her idea. He smiled down at her as her head nuzzled into his chest. Her one hand reached up to run through his hair, getting slightly caught within the tangles.
“You gotta brush your hair, baby.”
Her words were mumbled but he was able to make them out, chuckling in result, “Oh really?”
“Yeah.”
“Well, that’s something we can deal with in the morning.” 
“‘Kay.”
It was two minutes later when he felt her hand stop and when he looked down at her again, she was sleeping. This was something they would talk about in the morning but as of now it was Mo 8 and sleep 0.
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ilyasorokinn · 2 years
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hey could you write something for Mo where he’s sick and feels bad that reader is taking care of him, just a big ol baby lol
MEDICINE
mo was sick. he only had a common cold, but you'd have thought he had the flu with the way he was acting, "just take the dang medicine, mo. it'll make you better." you sighed, attempting for the third time to get mo to take the medicine.
"no." he pouted like a petulant child.
"it's not poison. it'll make you feel better." he stared at you defiantly, "all right, if you want to feel worse." you raised your hands in surrender.
"where you going?"
"well, i have some work to do."
"no, stay."
"will you take the medicine?" you asked.
he pouted, "fine."
you smiled but handed him the small cup of medicine. he gulped it down easily, then grabbed the glass of water on the table to wash it down.
a few hours later, mo was passed out. so, when you snuck back into the living room to get some work done. you managed to get some work done before mo was trudging down the hallway, a blanket wrapped around his entire body as he rubbed his head, "what're you doing out of bed?"
"you weren't there."
"geez, even sick you're whiney." he glared, "i'm almost done. i'll be back soon. go back to bed."
"promise?"
"i promise." you nodded.
after his second nap, you decided to start some dinner. chicken noodle soup, a classic. once again, mo trudged down the hallway towards the kitchen, squinting his eyes at the lighting change.
"what're you making?"
"chicken noodle soup." you smiled, stirring the pot.
"thank you for taking care of me. even if i was a pain."
"you would do the same for me." you smiled.
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zackcollins · 3 years
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ok i feel like moritz seider would be a really good bf and he would be super supportive if his boyfriend wanted to come out and would maybe even encourage it and really like the idea of coming out with his bf
Alright!! Here it is! I hope I did a well enough job, anon.
Liebling = darling
“Mo?” You said hesitantly, leaning against the door frame. “There was something I wanted to talk to you about.”
Moritz looked up from his laptop and ran a hand through his hair, sighing. “Of course, liebling. There’s always another time to review game tapes.” He smiled.
You smiled weakly as you walked across the room to sit beside Moritz on the couch. Moritz shut his laptop before turning to face where you had sat down. He held his arms out; you accepted the invitation, moving into your boyfriend’s arms. Moritz guided your head down into his chest and started carding his fingers through your hair. You hummed and pressed a kiss above Moritz’s heart.
“What was it that you wanted, liebling?” Moritz mumbled into your scalp.
You sighed before pressing another kiss above Moritz’s heart. “What would you think about coming out?”
“Yes.”
“Yes? You aren’t concerned about backlash?”
Moritz sighed and pulled you back. He lifted your head so that you were looking eye-to-eye. You noticed that he looked confident, almost alarmingly so. He also showed the smallest look of adoration in his eyes. If you hadn’t been dating for as long as you had, you were positive that you would’ve missed it.
“Why would I be concerned?” Moritz smiled. “If it goes well, it goes well. If it doesn’t, you’re more than enough to keep me happy, liebling.”
You felt your cheeks heat up and your eyes dampen slightly. Moritz’s expression softened as he used the pads of his thumbs to wipe the tears away from the corners of your eyes. You leaned into the touch and dropped your forehead against Moritz’s forehead. Moritz pressed a soft kiss to the tip of your nose and used a finger to brush some hair behind your ear. You sighed happily as you pushed Moritz backwards on the couch. Moritz smirked but willingly followed your command. When he was laid out with his back against the cushions, you curled up on his chest. Moritz wrapped his arms around you, running his hands softly across your back. You hummed happily as you wiggled around a little bit to get more comfortable. When you were satisfied, you closed your eyes.
Moritz pressed a kiss to the top of your head as he grabbed his phone from the coffee table. He took a quick picture of you curled on his chest and uploaded it to Instagram. Before he placed his phone back where it had been, he showed you the caption he had written. Your entire body lit up with heat as you mumbled your agreement. Mortiz smiled softly as he carded his fingers through your hair. You squeezed your boyfriend tightly, mumbling sweet nothings in a mix of German and English over his heart. Moritz sighed happily before he placed a kiss to the top of your head.
The last thing you remembered before falling asleep was the feeling of Moritz softly carding his fingers through your hair. That and having an internal smile from the caption Moritz had written on his Instagram post.
That moment when your boyfriend falls asleep on your chest #couplegoals
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thatsdemko · 1 year
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who I write for
a/n: this list is subject to change! please note that if your favorite player is NOT on this list do not hesitate to ask if I am willing to write for them! this list is 100% subject to change!
NHL
- Nico hischier
- Mitch marner
- William nylander
- will Lockwood
- Dylan Larkin
- moritz seider
- lucas Raymond
- jack hughes
- Quinn Hughes
- mat barzal
-Casey mittelstadt
- Jakub vrana
- Thomas Bordeleau
- josh norris
-Kirby dach
- k’andre miller
- David pastrnak
- Nick blankenburg
- Alex turcotte
- Charlie mcavoy
- jamie Drysdale
- Nolan moyle
- Connor bedard
- Matthew knies
NFL
- joe burrow
- rob gronkowski
- travis kelce
- Patrick mahomes
SOCCER(football)
- Christian pulisic
- Mason mount
- joão felix
- Benjamin pavard
- pedri
- ben chilwell
- gavi
NBA
- killian hayes
- josh giddey
- Tyler herro
- cade cunningham
- jayson tatum
- blake griffin
F1
- charles leclerc
- pierre gasly
- George Russell
- carlos sainz
- lando norris
- nyck de vries (unemployed but still will write)
- daniel ricciardo
- yuki tsudona
- lewis hamilton
- mick Schumacher
- Arthur leclerc (f2)
- Toto wolff(team principal)
- oscar piastri
-Lance stroll
- max verstappen
- Liam Lawson (f2)
INDY 500
- pato o’ward
- David malukas
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ilyasorokinn · 2 years
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i think your still taking requests so anything with soft with moritz seider (i found a new hockey boy lol)
BRUISER SEIDER
we (me) were in a podcast mood.
"now, onto the part everyone has been so patiently waiting for." you laughed, "do you mind talking about your relationship?"
"no, not at all." you shook your head, "i know a lot of people found me through moritz, but i know even more people knew me before i started dating him."
"is that a question you get asked a lot? about what it's like dating a pro athlete?"
"one of the top 3, easily."
"really?"
"oh, yeah. it's not the most normal lifestyle and people are curious. i try to answer the question the best i can, but i guess the easiest way to describe it is, it's honestly the best thing ever. getting to see the person i love getting to do the thing he loves every night. it's hard, like every relationship, but it's so rewarding in the end."
"did you go into this relationship knowing anything about hockey?"
both girls laughed when you shook your head, "not at all. i'm from a house of baseball fans."
"what'd your parents think when you brought him a hockey player?"
"i thought my dad was gonna disown me, all jokes aside. but he was the coolest. it was my brother that gave mo a hard time." you laughed.
"i saw, on your instagram, that you guys adopted your first dog together."
"yeah, little bruiser." you laughed, "i showed him legally blonde the night before, and that's how the name bruiser was born."
"oh, my god, i love that." they laughed.
"what kinda dog are they?"
"i wanted a chihuahua so i could live out my elle woods dream, but he wouldn't let me. so, instead, we have a boxer, which is like the complete opposite of bruiser woods, but i love him."
"i love talking to you, and i could honestly talk with you for hours."
"you'll have to come on my pod sometime soon and i'll introduce you to bruiser." you smiled.
"definitely." they both nodded.
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ilyasorokinn · 2 years
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prompt three with Mo seider maybe? thanks!!
AFTER MOZZARELLA STICKS
this is my last prompt/thing involving my celly, so thank you to everyone who sent things in! you're all amazing, and i love every single one of you <333
3. "you, me, vegas, an elvis impersonator?" (from this prompt list)
although moritz had traveled around the entire us, he had only seen certain places. not the small nooks and crannies of each city. so, you decided for the off-season, instead of going home to germany, you would visit different places in the country so mo could experience everything.
you weren't gonna visit every city or every state, but you would hit the big cities so mo could see the big places so he could cross them off his bucket list.
you visited new york, chicago, did a little skiing in aspen, visited hollywood and disneyland, saw the golden gate bridge, and even visited disney world.
your last stop was vegas. it was a big one because mo seemed the most excited about it. out of every place he was excited for, it was vegas.
you drove down the strip and every so often, would glance over at mo, who was enthralled by everything. his eyes were glued out the window as he looked at everything.
he had, of course, been to vegas before, but he didn't get to see everything, "why're you so excited? it's not like you've never been here."
"look at that." mo pointed excited, having not heard your question, "that's cool."
you laughed, shaking your head, pulling in to the valet area of your hotel. you got out, grabbed your stuff, and got checked in.
since vegas was your last city to visit, you decided to stay a little longer than you had in all the other cities you were in. you were two days into your 5-day vegas trip, so you were enjoying relaxing by the pool and eating good food.
"so..." mo began as you sipped on your drink.
"so, what?" you asked, looking up from the menu back up to him
"you, me, vegas, an elvis impersonator?" he asked, raising a suggestive eyebrow.
you laughed, "are you asking me to marry you or something?" you shook your head.
"what? do you not want to get married?"
"are you being serious? like, this is your proposal?" you asked.
"well... yeah." he nodded, confused.
"mo, this is vegas. this is, like, the cheesiest thing to do. how'd you even find out about elvis impersonators?"
"i looked it up last night when i was looking for things we could do."
"and marriage just came up on your google search?" you asked.
"yeah."
"are you being serious? like, you want to elope in vegas and have elvis presley officiate our wedding?"
"i do." he nodded.
"all right, mo, let's get married." you smiled.
"let's get married."
"but after dinner. they have mozzarella sticks," you told him.
"all right." he laughed, "after the mozzarella sticks."
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ilyasorokinn · 2 years
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Hi!! Could you do a moritz x reader where the reader finds out they’re pregnant and when they tell mo it’s super fluffy? Thank you :))
BABY APPLE
you were waiting in the waiting room, thumbing through some magazine talking about cars. you honestly didn't know, you were just looking at the pictures.
"y/n seider?" the woman called out.
you stood up, tossing the magazine back on the table and grabbing your bag. you followed the woman back to the examination room. your hands were shaking, so you tried to hide it by shoving them into your pockets.
"the doctor'll be with you soon." she flashed you a warm comforting smile. you sat on the table, trying to take deep breaths.
there was a knock, then the door opened, "hi, mrs. seider. am i pronouncing that right?" she re-read the file.
"yeah, like apple cider." you nodded.
"huh, that's helpful." she chuckled, "so, this your first?"
"yeah." you nodded stiffly.
"all right, let's get this thing started. can you left up your shirt for me?" you laid down and lifted up your shirt, "all right, the gel might be a little cold." you jumped when she squirted the gel onto your stomach.
"all right." she moved the stick around your stomach before the blob that was your baby popped up, "right there. there's little seider." she pointed.
you gaped at it in shock, "would you like to hear the heartbeat?" you nodded.
the moment the strong beating of your child's heartbeat sounded throughout the room, everything changed. you pulled out your phone and began filming.
you walked out of the doctor's office with photos and a video of the baby's heartbeat. moritz wasn't due home till the next day, so you had a day to plan out how you wanted to tell him.
you decided to tell him a simple way. you ordered a little cake, that read 'baby apple still working on becoming a pie'. and if he didn't get it, you would show him the ultrasound photos.
the next morning, you picked up the cake and waited at home for mo to get him. he got home a little after lunch. you could feel every nerve in your body tense up.
"there's a gift in the kitchen waiting for you," you told in between all the welcome home kisses you exchanged.
"a gift?" he asked, walking into the kitchen. he made his way to the kitchen and opened the box. he read it a couple times, but you could tell he was a little confused.
"baby apple?" he asked.
you pulled the ultrasound photos from your pocket. he dropped the cake box on the counter and approached you with wide eyes and his jaw on the ground.
"baby apple seider." he put two and two together.
"yeah." you nodded.
"we're gonna have a baby?" he gasped, his eyes dancing along every inch of the photo.
"yeah, mo, we're gonna have a baby."
"oh, my god." he gasped, bending down and wrapping his arms around your waist.
a year later
one year after finding out you were pregnant, you were carrying lena to your chest as you navigate your way through the arena. she had a big pair of pink headphones covering her eyes to protect her from the loud arena.
you found your way to the front of the glass, and waited for the boys to skate out, "you ready to see daddy?" you asked even though she couldn't understand a word you were saying, nor could she hear anything you were saying.
after a few minutes, the guys started coming down the tunnel and onto the ice. it took moritz a few minutes to navigate where you were, but when he did, he was skating over and shaking his glove off.
lena's eyes lit up when she spotted her father on the other side of the glass. she reached forward and slapped her hands on the glass. the smile on his face couldn't get any bigger as he put his hand on the other side of the glass.
"blow daddy a kiss," you told her, showing her how to do it. she attempted to mimic your actions. mo smiled and blew kisses back. he smiled once more before he was skating off.
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ilyasorokinn · 2 years
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THIS IS ME REQUESTING ONE OF 2 THINGS BC YOUR PLAYERS LIST IS SO LONG AND I DONT WANT TO OVERWHELM YOU BUT HERE IS 1/2
Ok may I pretty please request “hight difference hugs” from the hugs prompt lost with mr. mo seider?
REALLY HERE?
BESTIE SEND IN AS MANY AS YOU WANT!!
24. “hugging with a height difference” (from this prompt list)
long distance was hard. you living in one state while mo lived in a different state on the other side of the country. so, your favorite thing was skype and facetime.
"we have a game in arizona in a few weeks, so i'll come to see you then," moritz told you as he took a sip of whatever was in his mug.
"i'll see you then." you smiled, taking a bite of your dinner. you did the online dinner dates a lot. although you weren't physically together, it still felt like it when you would eat dinner together.
"yeah, i'll see you then." he nodded, staring at you dreamily.
"what?" you giggled.
"nothing. you're just really pretty." he gushed. you blushed, shaking your head, "it's true. believe it." he smiled. you smiled shyly and went back to cutting your dinner.
in secret, you had booked a flight to detroit to surprise mo and only told a few of your friends over there. you got to the airport and one of your best friends, who lived in detroit, picked you up.
"i feel like we haven't seen each other in forever." she wrapped her arms around you in a big hug.
"it probably has been. i haven't been to detroit in a while. it's usually always mo coming to arizona." you smiled, pulling away and grabbing the handle of your suitcase.
"well, we can hang out later. right now, we're gonna surprise your man." she giggled.
she pulled up in front of mo's apartment building and hugged you once more before making you promise that you would hang out at least once while you were in the city.
after all your goodbyes, you made your way into the building and took the elevator up to his floor. you stopped in front of his door and took a deep breath before knocking.
he answered the door and did a doubletake when he saw you were actually standing at his front door, "what are you doing here?" he asked, surging forward and wrapping his arms around you.
"the usual response would be to say "oh, my gosh, you're really here", "i've missed you so much", "i love you," or something along those lines." you joked.
"you're really here." he pulled you away just enough that he could cup your face and look into your eyes.
"yeah, i'm really here." you smiled, putting your hands on top of his. he pulled you back in for a hug, wrapping his arms around your whole body and leaning his head on top of yours.
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ilyasorokinn · 3 years
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hey can you do hugging each other (15 from the touching list) for mo sieder?
EVER THE GENTLEMAN
i kind of changed it up a bit. like, they're still hugging each other, just not in a conventional way.
15. "hugging each other " (from this prompt list)
tw: responsible drinking, alcohol
when you were drunk, you were touchy and mo knew that. so, when you went out with friends, mo decided to come with you, just to keep an eye on you and so you wouldn't do anything too crazy.
and of course, he was right. as the night progressed, you tossed back drink after drink. if it were a work night, you probably would have taken things more slowly, but since the next day you didn't have anything planned, you decided to have some fun.
you brought back another set of drinks to your table, and your friends all cheered as they tossed back the shots, "come on, y/n. let's dance!" before you could respond, you were pulled away to the dance floor.
you spent a good half hour dancing and laughing with your friends while mo looked on. he had a few drinks, all of which being water, so he could be sober enough to drive you all home.
you stumbled your way back to the table, almost falling over a few times. mo caught you as you made it to the table before you could hit the ground, "whoa, okay. i got you." he smiled.
"mo mo." you giggled, your voice more high-pitched than usual due to the alcohol in your system.
"hi, love. you having fun?" he asked.
"hmm mm." you hummed, nodding your head as you took a big sip of your drink.
"i'm glad." he beamed, pushing a piece of hair out of your face.
"do you want to dance with us?" you asked.
"i'm, uh, i'm okay." he politely shook his head.
"are you sure?" you asked.
"yeah, i'm sure." he nodded.
"okay." you stumbled away from him, "suit yourself." you gave him a fake salute, then made your way back over to your friends, somehow not tripping over your feet.
as the bartender announced last call for drinks, mo figured it was best to call it a night. he gathered all of you up, making sure all the other girls had rides.
once everyone was picked up, mo led you back to your car, "mo, it's cold." you whined, wrapping your arms around yourself.
"here." he took off his jacket and slid it around your shoulders.
"thank you." you smiled, letting him get you settled in your seat. by the time he made his way over to the driver's side, you were already halfway to sleepy town.
he chuckled and started the car. by the time you got home, you were fully asleep. he slipped your purse onto his arm and grabbed your jacket. he, then, picked you up and carried you inside.
you woke up during the shifting and movement but didn't make any move to walk on your own two feet, only cuddle further into his arms. he held you closer and pressed a kiss to your head.
he carried you up to bed and tucked you in, but not before doing your nightly routine for you. he tucked you in and pressed a kiss to your head.
he did his nightly routine, then followed quickly and crawled into bed next to you. you wrapped your body around him like a koala and didn't let go.
he didn't have a problem with him, so he wrapped his arms around you and hugged you tight, "goodnight." instead of getting a response back, you murmured something incoherent and then fell asleep.
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ilyasorokinn · 3 years
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🍄 with mr. seider and like a carnival date??
i changed it up a bit, hope that's okay. instead of a carnaval, i changed it to disneyland.
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moritzseider your my favorite ❤️
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(photos not mine. @/jess on ig.)
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