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fluffysucker · 10 months

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3. Nothing has to change today

Bucky Barnes x Reader (AU).

A/N: Written in Third POV. No use of Y/N. However, the reader is referred to as a female.

Double update CUZ I'M EXCITED. Please lmk what you think so far.

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The knock on the door grabbed your attention away from the vegetables in front of you. Quickly, washing your hands and drying them as you wonder who may be at your doorstep at this hour.

"Bucky." You couldn't hide the confusion in your voice when you saw him standing on the other side of the door.

"Hi. Sorry, I'm late." Bucky greeted you as he walked into the house, paying no mind to your bizarre expression.

"Did the kids fall asleep?" Bucky asked once he noticed the quiet house. He checked his watch. He was late, but not that late.

"No, they aren't." You answered, still trying to figure out if this was a joke or something.

"Where are they then?" Now Bucky has joined your state of confusion. However, you started to form an idea of what was happening.

"Steve showed up. Said he needed his emotional support bestfriends." You smiled a little, remembering the man just bargaining up on you and taking your kids with him. You didn't complain, though. The kids were so excited to spend the night with their uncle Steve.

"I thought you were going to be there. But I assume he didn't even tell you." You took his expression as a sign that Steve really meant it. He wanted a night with his bestfriends.

"No. No, he didn't." Bucky laughed at his friend's actions, taking out his phone to text his friend.

You left him in the living room and headed back to the kitchen to check on the food cooking.

"Look happy and safe." Bucky joined you in the kitchen, showing a picture of your kids fully smiling and laughing, surrounded by toys Steve keeps at his house just for them.

Seeing your kids happy will never fail to make your heart warm. They were the only thing keeping you going right now. Your only source of happiness and calmness

"I will pick them up tomorrow and have them for the day. Is that okay?" Bucky asked, checking to see if the weekly weekend plan still works for you. You reassured him that it was fine.

You stood there in silence for a minute. What now?. What were the two of you when you weren't co-parenting? You dodged this question since the divorce was finalised.

"Would you like to stay for dinner?" You tried tasting the water.

The casual invitation was harmless. He was already here. He was supposed to spend the night with the kids. Now, he had no plans. It seemed like the right opportunity to see where you stood.

You turned your back to him, acting like you were checking on the food, so you wouldn't see his reaction.

You didn't want to see him reject you again. You didn't want to see him shutting down any attempt for you two to exist outside your parents' duties.

"You sure?." He, too, was hesitant to step into this territory. Maybe you had different plans tonight. It was your free night, after all.

Because the truth was, he wanted to stay. He wanted to spend some extra time with you. Seeing you standing there in the kitchen stirred something he tried so hard to bury inside. This was too familiar. Too domestic. And he was deeply missing it, despite not wanting to admit it, even to himself.

You turned around to look at him, nodding with a soft smile.

He hated the fact that it was you asking. He hated the fact that you were always the one reaching out. You, trying to mend broken bridges or build new links. He hated how much you were always the better person. The best person

Bucky told himself he was only staying to prove that you can be civilised and friendly when you aren't just parents. That you can be anything other than the lovers you once were.

He returned the smile and moved to help you.

Without you two noticing, you fell back to your old ways almost immediately. Starting a light, small conversation about your day while finishing up the meal

The awkwardness and tension you expected were nonexistent. Laughter started to ring in the house as you talked more and more.

Once the food was done, you didn't bother to move to the family dinner table. You stayed in the kitchen, eating by the stalls.

The conversation flowed easily between the two of you. From work stories to the new activity, you wanted to enrol the kids in and gossip about old friends or parents you know.

Bucky walked to the living room as you were finishing sorting the dishes in the dishwasher.

The familiarity of the situation almost tricked you into believing there was a chance for you. How fast you two filled into the act of husband and wife once more was too comforting for your broken heart. You were trying so hard to stop your mind from deceiving you into believing something that wasn't true. A part of you was still holding on to the tiniest bit of hope for dear life. You brushed off the thoughts as reading the room too much.

You joined Bucky in the living room. You found him standing in front of the wall, holding your pictures and all your memories.

"You kept all of the pictures." He couldn't hide the surprise in his tone when he saw that all the pictures were still in place.

Your first ever picture, Your second anniversary, Your engagement party, Your weeding day, Your first wedding anniversary, and you with Lily's first sonogram ,Your first night home as a family Family vacations, birthdays—all of it You, together.

"Yeah. I didn't want to make the kids feel that too much was changing. It's already not easy. So I thought I would leave them up." This was part of the truth. You really didn't want to disturb the kids. Bucky's leaving the house was already hard enough.

However, you also didn't find it in your heart to remove them. It would make the separation too real. You couldn't face this now.

"Plus, taking the pictures down would mean we don't like these days or memories anymore. That we regret them. I never want Lily or Theo to think I regret them. Regret the life I had." You didn't know why you told him this. Maybe you wanted to keep convincing him and yourself that Theo and Lily were the only reason pictures were still in their place.

You had to physically hold your tongue to ask if he regretted the life he had. Bucky's lack of response was painful. Was it all not true? Have your whole lives together always felt like a trap to him? Has the man you loved the most only considered you an inconvenience? All thoughts that wounded your heart and could never leave you alone.

"That day in the park, a dog peed on my shoes." You weren't expecting this, but it broke a smile out of you, looking at the picture Bucky was pointing at.

"No, that day we spilled ice cream on an old man. That day, the dog peed on you." You corrected Bucky pointed at the different frames.

Laughs erupted between you as you reminisced on old memories captured in the photos. Trying to remember the behind-the-scenes of these moments

"Are you serious, right now?" You asked Bucky as he looked at a certain picture on the wall.

"It was stupid, but they all thought I couldn't get a girl to do it. So I had to prove them wrong." Bucky explained the real reason why he took you to this awful bar to watch the most boring hockey game ever over 10 years ago. The picture had Steve, Sam, Bucky, and you in baggy t-shirts for a team you couldn't even pronounce.

"And there I thought I meant something to you, Barnes." You joked, bringing your sight back to the picture.

"Everything." If you weren't standing so close, you could have missed it. The tiny whisper leaving Bucky's mouth made you turn to him with a questioning look.

"Everything. You mean everything to me." His steel-blue eyes were pouring into you. As if he were gazing into your soul.

"My whole entire world." He whispered very familiar words.

Bucky didn't know why he said it, but he couldn't handle you doubting his love for you.

He knew you. He knew you must have questioned your worth every single day and questioned his love for you, but you never voiced it, especially after he told you there was no one else. So hearing you say it out loud, even as a joke, was more hurtful than he thought.

He knew it was selfish. However, the familiarity of your time together was consuming him. He was defenceless. Your presence was breaking him down. Leaving him with nothing but the truth.

"Bucky." You didn't know what you could say. The phrase he used to use all the time was only a cruel reminder. You were no longer his.

Despite wanting the reassurance that he still loved or once loved you, you couldn't just bear it. Because if he really did, How did you get here?

The pleading in your eyes was clear. You were barely getting by. Your heart is too fragile to handle whatever game Bucky is trying to play with you.

Bucky saw it all again. The call for help in your eyes. Your lips were tucked harshly into your teeth to ground you. Your arms were coming up slowly to hug yourself. Bucky despised the fact that you were protecting yourself from him.

This time, though, he couldn't help it. He couldn't just stand and watch you fall in front of him.

Without any warning, his lips were on yours. Hand on both sides of your face.

Your mind couldn't comprehend at first what was happening, making you freeze in place for a second.

However, the mundane feeling was overwhelming. It was like muscle memory kicked in. You kissed him back. It felt surreal; for the both of you, it had been too long since you shared a real moment like this. You both missed it terribly.

One of his hands moved from your face to your waist, pulling you closer to him. Your hands flow to his hair instinctively.

It wasn't surprising how fast you found your rhythm again. Too familiar with each other's bodies. Too desperate to feel anything.

Bucky's arm moved down your waist to your hip, signalling for you to wrap your legs around his waist, and you complied. Your need for air made you break the kiss for a second. Looking into each other's eyes.

You should stop. You should end it right. Call it a reckless kiss and move on. But you couldn't. Your body was driven by your need for him.

Bucky knew that, too, but not when he remembered how perfectly you fit wrapped up in him. How your lips tasted. How your bodies reacted so strongly to each other.

His lips returned to yours. This time, it wasn't gentle. It was filled with passion and desire. Lust was setting you on fire.

Bucky walked the two of you to the master bedroom. Not breaking the kiss for once.

You should have stopped when you felt the soft mattress beneath your back. But your mind was clouded by him. Overtaking all your senses.

So you let him take you. Let you have him.

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pbandjesse · 1 year

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I'm at the museum right now and I'm having a good time. There were some confusion about if the galleries were even open for the event tonight. But they are. It's a Johns Hopkins event. And I'm hoping I have some nice conversations. That's all I ever really want.

Today was honestly great. I didn't sleep wonderful. But that was okay. I woke up this morning and James had already gone to work. I given myself an extra couple minutes but I knew I still had to leave before 9:00 because of the signs where we parked. And so I felt a little rushed getting out of bed. But in the end it was all right. I got up and I got dressed and I really liked my outfit.

I left the house and went to go get breakfast. And when I was a museum start my day. I brought a whole bunch of my knitting to catch up on and my crochet squares. I knew I would have a lot of down time to pay because I was doing both the daytime program and the event tonight.

James was in a meeting when I got there. And after I set things up for my program I would go say hello and I was just really happy to see them.

We have a lot going on today. But the thing I was most excited about was that Alexi and Louisa we're going to be here today. They were supposed to be there last month but they had to cancel and their school was coming today! Jessica made sure that they were part of my group. And I was so excited.

And my first program went great. We had balls and track and I had a lot of fun and it was a lot of laughs. And everyone did a really good job. I think it was one of my very good times doing that program.

Then they had lunch. And lunch was kind of a mess because there was both all 80 of their students and another school and all the chaperones and teachers. And everyone was just kind of in everyone's way. But I let Del and Gaby deal with it because no one was listening to me.

I wouldn't have my lunch and then I checked in with Adam because he was going to be leading the next program and I was supposed to be watching him. He's worked here for a really long time but he was gone for a bit so I think he's just rewinding stuff still. Which is fine. But I was a little bummed that I wasn't living a program because I love doing a simple line so much and I really think it would have made me happy to do it but that's okay.

And Adam did a fine job. For some reason he sounded terrified the entire time. And I did jump in when he asked me to to kind of round out his intro. Some of the parents though asked if he was new and I was like oh yeah. Just cuz I didn't want to be mean. But the parents all told me I did a great job. We had three rows going. And Louisa was in my room. And it wasn't just her. I had a bunch of other kids that I know from Botox and that was really cool. So I told my table that we were going to beat the other tables. That we were going to do better than all of them. And we were going to finish the fastest. And they did. Which let me have lots of time and go help together two tables that were struggling. Adam just needs practice. And Jim's only seen the program once. They'll get there. It just takes time.

There was some confusion though with the timing of the day. My bus driver thought they were done it 1:45 The other bus driver thought they were done at one. And the teacher said they had paid for the extra half hour to have time to explore the museum but we don't do that here so we had to quickly pivot. And because I was confused I did not waste as much time as I think Jessica wanted me to. But that's all right. I took my group to go do the scavenger hunt and the other half of the group went and did a group picture and then they switched I think. I chatted with Jessica and then I headed up to the front to take over for James.

I got a lot of work done on my crochet. And I started working on catching up all of my rain days. I had six rows to do. I did finish 5 by the end of the day today. Well when I got back to the museum after I left for a bit. But I was very productive. And I had a really nice time talking to Gabby and thinking about what the next year is going to look like. And apparently there's some rumors about some new hires. Which would be pretty cool. Especially cuz we're losing a couple people because school is coming back around.

James came back down to the desk and I told them I was going to go to Target. We had discussed me going and getting a two-piece set that I had been looking at. I've been trying to find two piece set for a while but I haven't had much luck. So this would have been really nice. And so I headed out to do just that.

I drove over to Glen Burnie and was slightly disappointed that I could not find the two-piece set that I wanted. I found the bottom of it. But I could not find the matching top. But I decided that cuz it's still fit me really really well and I really like it I still got it. So now I'm going to be on the hunt for the matching top for my two-piece set. I also found the face wash that me and James use so that was really nice so not a waste. I did get very overheated trying on different tops and bottoms and stuff. I felt like even though I'm doing this no buy / low buy month this was something I really have been trying to get and that made me feel like it was okay to buy something even though I'm trying very hard not to add to my credit card bill. And I did not add to it because I used my gift card. I am surprised at how much money seems to be on it still.

Once I was done there I went to go get a taco for dinner and I got back here to the museum before 4:30.

I've been hanging out with Angie since then and gossiping. Angie always has the good tea. And she's going through a lot so I'm glad that we were able to just talk and complain about stuff. You're planning makes me feel better sometimes too. And now people are slowly coming in. I got all my rain days caught up and I'm almost done all of my yarn for my crochet project. I don't know if I'm going to have enough to finish the full 100 square so I might have to frog some stuff but I have in my partially completed projects box. We'll have to see.

I'm just walking around the museum now. I'm having a good time just looking at stuff and decorating areas that I think could look nicer. And I hope you guys are having a good night too. I'll be here for a few more hours and then I'll go home to James. And I'm hoping that I can just take a nice shower and wash my hair and sleep for a long time. Tomorrow is going to be a pretty good day because there is stuff for me to learn. I haven't learned something in a long time. So wish me luck and I hope you have a great night. Good night everybody!

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shall-we-imagine · 6 years

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Scaredy Cat. (Badboy!SigurdxReader)

Bet you weren't expecting this, huh.

Requested: 26. "All due respect, but that's a bunch of crap." From the prompt list.

A/N: Badboy!Klaus was quite popular so why not try this? 🤷‍♀️idk how to write proper bad boys so spare me I'm trying 😂 this is also a bit of an idol AU? 😂 you can call me artist; you can call me idol sorry I'm actually loving the BTS comeback even though a lot of people don't...aannd that's not the right place to discuss this I'll shut up. Moving on.

Genre: Fluff.

(Second Person Point of View)

Being friends with an idol had its pros and cons. On one hand, it led to you being friends with all his group mates, and it also scored you dates with other idols. On the other hand, you barely get to even see your friend; it's always video calls, and even those aren't as often as you'd like. But what can you do? As long as he's following his dream, you're happy for him.

Sometimes, however, you wish you could just have him around whenever you need him. He's always very caring towards you, but he can't help it that he's busy. So, sometimes you just have to suck it up and deal with your own problems yourself. Or do you?

Pacing around the living room, you contemplate calling Serge. If he was sleeping, you really didn't wanna disturb the tiny bit of sleep he gets. What if he was busy doing something else? He usually calls when he's free anyway..

"It's okay; I'll be fine." You whisper to yourself reassuringly, even though your voice came out filled with uncertainty. As you approach the kitchen to fetch a glass of water, you flick on as much light switches as possible. There ain't no demon attacking you tonight, nope.

You down the refreshing glass of water. "There. That's not so bad. I can do thi-" your sentence was cut off by your own squeal. What was that noise?

You hesitantly inch closer to your open kitchen window. As you were scolding yourself for leaving that window open, you peek into the back yard of your house. There it was. The source of the noise.

You could see the bushes shaking violently, indicating something or someone was in there. Trembling hands reach to quietly shut the window and blinds, as you tip toe away from the window. Maybe it was the fact that you were home alone getting the best of you, but you were terrified to the core. Someone might be lurking around in your backyard, and that would explain the odd noises you'd been hearing for the past hour or so.

You rush back into the living room. What in the world were you supposed to do?

Call your parents? They're thousands of miles away; they can't particularly help.

Call the police? Okay, you're not actually sure someone is out there, and you don't wanna just call for nothing..

The only person left to call was Serge..

You promised yourself that you'd call one time; if he doesn't pick up, you have to try to ignore the noises.

Please, for the love of everything good, pick u-

"Hello?" A voice deeper and more calm than Serge's booms through the phone.

You frown. "Um, isn't that Serge's phone?"

"Yes, darling, but Serge is shooting for his up coming drama right now, so he can't respond to the phone he forgot at the dorms." Darling? Oh, it's him. "Figured you might need some company, though, so I replied." You could almost see him smirk.

Now, when you say you're friends with the group Serge belongs to, well, there's an exception, and that's the one and only Sigurd Curtis. Fans love him for his 'mysterious charms', but all you could see is an irritating jerk. And now was really not the time for him.

"So? What did you call for?" His question reminds you that you hadn't replied to him earlier.

You sigh. "I called for Serge, but he's not here, so I'm hanging up."

"Oh, come on, am I not good enou-" you hang up before hearing the rest of his teasing and whining.

You couldn't really understand him much. He was generally quiet, but somehow, when it comes to you, he becomes the most talkative person on the planet. Which would've been fine if he didn't use all his power to tease you and flirt with you for no reason.

Well, there's no other choice but to deal with the unreasonable fear yourself.

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"This is not working." You huff, unable to stop thinking someone might break in. Your house didn't have a single light bulb turned off, which was probably going to be a pain when your parents receive the electricity bill, but you didn't have any plans of turning any of them off for now.

You stare at your phone, as if silently willing it to start ringing and showing Serge's picture. Of course, that didn't happen even after you stared for a full minute.

"Should I try calling again?" You sigh.

You took your heart thumping in fear as a yes. You prayed with all your power the idiot would respond, but once again, you were greeted with the flirtatious tone you feared hearing.

"Missed me already?"

A loud groan sounds across the empty room. "When is Serge coming back?"

"I don't know, cupcake." Knowing he specifically uses this to make you uncomfortable, you try your best not to cringe. "I've just been informed you're home alone. Is that why you want Serge? You're scared?"

Your cheeks heat up with embarrassment. "Usually..when my parents go on trips for work, Serge spends his time talking to me to get my mind off of the fact that I'm home alone." You admit sheepishly. "Sometimes he even sings me to sleep." You add in a quieter voice, part of you hoping he didn't hear it. You didn't even know why you were telling him this; maybe sleep-deprived you was extra friendly and liked over sharing.

"Oh." A pause was followed by a confident statement, "I could do that!"

"W-what?" However, there was no response. "He hung up? What in the world is wrong with that guy?!"

No longer than 2 minutes later, you were jumpscared by the doorbell. You silently approach the door, unsure who would be at the door. Of course, there was a face that popped into your head, but you somehow still couldn't be sure if it was really him.

"Sigurd?" You eye the taller male. His hair was freshly dyed black; he was even given an undercut while the hair on the top of his head was styled in a messy quiff. His attire was black as usual. Of course, as an idol, he had to switch colours, but when he got to wear what he wants, he'd almost always dress in black, to add to his 'mysterious' aura- you assume. He wore a black tank top with random scribbles on the front, matched with black skinny jeans that had some chains hanging from them; you never really understood that odd choice of clothing, but you didn't question it. What you did question, however, was the choker he wore.

"Sharing closets with your dog or something?" You point at the strange accessory. It was adorned with spikes and a few silver chains intertwining with each other; the best way to describe it was that it looked like a dog's collar.

"Ha ha very funny. It's called fashion, pancake, you wouldn't understand." Wearing a sympathetic smile, he pats your shoulder, allowing himself inside.

"Are you hungry or something? Wasn't it cupcake at first? Now it's pancake? What's with that?" You roll your eyes. Nice sleep-deprived you was nowhere to be seen, apparently.

He glances at your chest before looking back into your eyes and giving an innocent smile. "Nothing." He walks further into the house, not waiting for a reaction from you.

"You little-" you bite back an insult, knowing he just enjoys pushing your buttons. You had to stay calm. "Why are you here? I didn't even invite you. Plus don't you have work or something?!"

"You implicitly invited me." He points out, "And, no, we're on a break, remember?"

A sudden knocking noise makes you jump before you could even respond to the dork that made himself comfortable on your couch.

He stares at you with a raised eyebrow, "that was a branch hitting the window.."

"I knew that." His intense stare doesn't waver. "Okay, fine. It scared me..a little! I'm scared of being home alone, and there's a person lurking outside the house and-"

"There's a person lurking outside the house?!" He hops off the couch, his expression -for once- not smug or playful but concerned. It somehow made your heart skip a few beats. Surely, you were overreacting, though; there's no way he just looked attractive because he seemed concerned. There's no way you suddenly noticed how well black contrasts his skin tone, making it suit him beautifully. Nope.

"Well, I'm not very sure it's a person.." you explain shyly, "I just heard some noises and saw the bushes moving.."

"Man, you freaked me out for nothing." He runs a hand through his visibly soft hair. "Where was it you saw the bushes move?"

"Okay, stay here and keep the door locked; I'll take a look outside to ensure nobody's out there." He instructs, after you show him to the back door.

"Sigurd, you don't need to do this. What if someone dangerous was out there?" You attempt to reason with him.

He chuckles, "you worried about me, cupcake?"

You pretend to gag. "You might as well find yourself a ride home cuz I'm not gonna be opening that door again."

After a few moments, you hear Sigurd call out for you, claiming you should come out. He has teamed up with the serial killer outside and plans to trick you into getting murdered?

"Oh my god stop panicking; just come out! It's a puppy for God's sake!" He shouts, even though he really couldn't see you or your desire to ignore his request to leave the safety of your house.

"Fine!" You shout back, as you reluctantly pull open the door. The view beyond the door certainly made you glad you complied with his request, though.

Sigurd was crouching on the grass rubbing a small Pit bull's belly. It wiggled its tail happily, as he continued to shower it with affection. You almost let out a small awwhh. You almost forgot that this was the same guy you threatened to not let back into your house.

"I think that's my neighbour's puppy." You muse, as you approach Sigurd and the pit bull. You check the red, spike-filled collar. "Look. It's matching with you." You tease.

"Hey! How many times do I have to explain-"

You cut him off to add in a mocking tone, "it's fashion!!"

He merely glares, to which you laugh. It was your turn to tease him for once. "Anyway, we need to take it back to its owner." You state.

"Can't we keep it for a bit longer, please?" He pouts, catching you off guard.

"U-uh, um, we can't!" You begin to object, but all you could think of was how cute that was. Looking at this guy, with at least 2 sets of ear piercings and a hair cut to display a rebellious aura, just sit there pouting at you because you told him to take the puppy back to its owner- it was so strange yet so adorable.

You do your best to ignore the red adorning your cheeks, as you stand your point and demand he takes it back.

"No fun." He grumbles, as he lifts the puppy and holds it to his chest. "Fine; where's the house? At least come with." He gets off the ground. That's when you first notice some minor details of his tank top. The sides were sort of see-through, allowing you glimpses of his toned body underneath.

"Whatchu starin' at?" Your eyes meet with the smug male's. His smirk just never left his lips, as he continuously wiggles his eyebrows at you.

"Nothing!" You push past him, giving yourself a way to hide your burning cheeks. "That's the house; just follow me." You announce, mainly to change the topic.

After doing your duty as a noble neighbour and returning the puppy to its owner, you head back to your house, Sigurd following behind- obviously.

"I'm so tired." You yawn.

The dark haired male gives an excited grin. "Time to sing you to sleep!" He claps happily. Mysterious charms they say. That guy is the biggest dork you've ever seen. You are friends with Serge, though, so maybe second biggest dork.

"You really don't have to-"

He cuts you off, "All due respect, but that's a bunch of crap. I want to do it, and you want me to do it too." Well, he wasn't wrong. Sigurd's voice is really unique; it's one you really enjoy listening to. This would pretty much be like a private show..how can you say no?

"Well, get comfortable cuz I'm not gonna strain my precious vocals just for you to not fall asleep." He informs, earning an eye roll from you.

Once you place yourself in relaxing position and pull the covers up to your chest, Sigurd begins singing quietly and soothingly. His voice was so calming and gentle, urging you to throw away your worries and let the sweet melody carry you to the land of dreams. Which you inevitably did. Your eyelids had already gotten too heavy for you to keep them open; therefore, it took no time for you to drift into deep sleep.

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An annoyingly loud ringtone disturbs your comfortable sleep, and you force your eyes open.

You hear a groan coming from the edge of the bed, almost giving you a heart attack before you remember last night's events.

"Hello?" Sigurd grumbles into his phone. As it was a video call, you could see the caller- Serge.

"Sigurd, wher- wait a minute; is that (Y/N)?! Why are you in bed with (Y/N)?? (Y/N), why are you in bed with your least favourite member of the group??" Serge cuts off his own speech to begin yelling about the situation he misunderstood.

"Wait; what do you mean least favourite member?? Why am I your least favourite?! Who's your bias then??" Sigurd complains. What made it funnier and cuter was the fact that you could tell he was genuinely offended by him not being your bias.

"Guy." You confess, "or Joel."

"I spent the night here and sang you to bed; don't I at least get an upgrade??" He whines.

"Hey, why am I not your bias?" Serge joins in, also visibly offended.

"You're my friend. it's weird to have you as a bias." You defend.

"Joel and Guy are your friends too!" Serge just isn't having it, clearly.

"Oh my god, Serge, just let it go, please?" You plead. It was too early in the morning for this.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever. We'll discuss this later." He states. "Anyway, Sigurd, where did you leave my phone? I don't wanna keep using Guy's! Well, not that he would let me, but yeah."

"Your pho- oh." Sigurd's confused expression switches to an embarrassed one. "I might've taken it with me?" He pulls a second phone from his pocket.

"Sigurd, I've been calling since morning! You better bring it back right now! I can't believe you-" Sigurd cuts off Serge's rant by hanging up. "Well, I guess I have to go. Man, I'll never hear the end of it!" He groans, to which you giggle lightly. "I mean it is your fault for taking his phone." You point out.

"I was comforting you!" He defends. He looked so hurt you didn't appreciate his 'efforts', which made you want to pinch his cheeks or something. His hair had gotten messier, somehow making him even more attractive, yet you wanted to pinch his cheeks. Well, in your defense, he was acting like a child.

"Anyway, I'm gonna get going now." He pushes himself off the bed. "If you ever need someone to spend the night again, always call me." He winks. "You're an idiot." You shake your head.

"Goodbye, (Y/N)." He smiles. (Y/N). This was the first time he calls you with your real name ever since you met.

"You just called me (Y/N)." You grin victoriously.

"No, I didn't, cupcake." He yells, disappearing into the hallway. You throw your head back in frustration. He just won't stop being his annoying self, huh? Sadly, you felt yourself liking it and waiting for another meeting with him.

"I'm getting bias wrecked, aren't I?" You sigh.

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jtpads · 6 years

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Text || Jucy

Lucy: Hi

Jared: Hello

Lucy: How are you?

Jared: Fine....you?

Lucy: I'm really depressed tonight

Jared: Sorry

Lucy: Can you take a picture of Sam and send it to me? I miss her

Jared: She's asleep

Lucy: I know. I miss watching her sleep

Jared: I'm not gonna a risk waking her up.

Lucy: Please? It will keep me safe.

Jared: No. But here's one of her at the park with the boys today. *inserts picture*

Lucy: Thanks

Jared: Uh huh

Lucy: I miss sleeping next to you

Jared: Okay

Lucy: I hate that you're hurting

Jared: Me too

Lucy: Can I do anything?

Jared: Nope

Lucy: I'm still in love with you, that will never go away

Jared: If you say so

Lucy: You dont believe me?

Jared: Why should I?

Lucy: Because I have never said I didn't love you

Jared: You never truly feel in love with me if you never fell out of love with Ian

Lucy: I did though. It's why I tried holding on all this time. I didnt want to admit you weren't the one for me. I still dont. There is something special between us and I tried so hard to get over him to give you every piece of myself but I couldnt. Theres a part of me that feels like things between me and Ian never finished playing out and I think until it does I'm never going to be able to give myself to anyone else the way they deserve.

Jared: I don't believe that you did. I believe you WANTED to, but you never did.

Lucy: You're not me though, you dont know what's in my heart

Jared: You're right, but I know you, and there is no way you ever loved me even half as much as you love Ian.

Lucy: If I love Ian 100% I love you 99% and that is the truth.

Jared: I will never believe that. That's 199% of your heart. That's impossible.

Lucy: Oh, if we're doing it that way then its 51%, 49%

Jared: No, try 99% Ian and maybe 1% me

Lucy: No

Jared: Deny it all you want. Actions speak louder than words.

Lucy: I stayed with you longer than I would have anyone else

Jared: Just proves I'm more of an idiot than others.

Lucy: I stayed because I wanted to be with you.

Jared: You stayed because you didn't have anywhere else to go.

Lucy: I had the option to go back to ian the entire relationship and I chose to stay with you because I'm in love with you and I wanted it to work. I just got tired of the fighting

Jared: You always want what you can't have.

Lucy: I want happiness

Jared: Since when? You thrive on the drama of being unhappy

Lucy: K

Jared: Bye

Lucy: When I get back from London I want to see my daughter.

Jared: We'll see

Lucy: I'm seeing my daughter

Jared: We'll see

Lucy: you're a pain in my ass

Jared: Likewise sweetheart

Lucy: Awe you called me sweetheart 😍

Jared: I was being sarcastic.

Lucy: I know you'll always love me

Jared: I hate to break it to you, but you're so wrong.

Lucy: You're angry with me but you still love me

Jared: Says who?

Lucy: What we have is real, Jared. We could even end up back together at some point.

Jared: In your dreams maybe

Lucy: No, real life. It's possible. Once I get ian out of my system and I know I can give you everything you deserve. One day I'm gonna be the woman I was always supposed to be for you. We'll get back together and have our son and grow old together.

Jared: You should go see your therapist. You're hallucinating.

Lucy: No, I'm picturing my future

Jared: Then you need your eyes checked cuz I'm nowhere in your future.

Lucy: We have a child together we'll always be connected

Jared: Having a kid doesn't make us connected. Especially when you eventually give up and walk away from Sammy like you've wanted to do since the day you found out you were pregnant with her.

Lucy: I'm never walking away from her

Jared: You'll eventually relapse again and you'll walk away again.

Lucy: You're a horrible person

Jared: You're just mad cuz you know I'm right.

Lucy: I'm mad because I've gotten so much better and you dont see it.

Jared: Maybe I don't WANT to see it right now. Maybe I just want you to leave me and Sammy alone!

Lucy: I will NEVER leave my daughter alone!

Jared: Yes you will. You've done it before, you'll do it again.

Lucy: I'm not the same person

Jared: People can't change who they really are. You're not a parent. You can't change that.

Lucy: You have a bad perception of me

Jared: If you say so

#prettylittlelucygoose #//completed on Facebook Messenger throughout the week

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pbandjesse · 6 years

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My stomach hurts really bad right now. So I am going to lay down soon. But today's been a pretty nice day. Did not feel like a day off though.

I hate that my stomach hurts again. My stomach hurt really bad last night and after James friends left it didn't really stop. I washed my face and that helped cool me down at least. But it took like 2 hours before I was comfortable enough to actually sleep. So that sucked. It actually hurts worse tonight but at least I'm in my own bed and can try to deal with pain alone and not bothering James with my whining. Not that he would think that it was annoying but still.

We woke up this morning at 7 and I made him stay in bed until 7:30 because I was exhausted and I didn't want him to get up yet. I actually slept pretty well. And once I was dress I basically just left. I wanted to keep my momentum going because I really wanted to clean the apartment and finish my heart. It was cool out. But I was fine I had a sweater. And biking back to my house is easier because it's a one way that direction.

I got back to my place and unpacked. Laid out my dress for tonight. And then I cleaned. I vacuumed and I Swiffered. I cleaned out the fridge. I Cloroxed the inside of the fridge. I try to just get rid of all the Crows Nest that I've been feeling in the apartment. That took a while and then I worked on my diorama. I hadn't finished something and I didn't realize it. I went to photograph it and realized I had forgotten to make the whole Lantern section. So I quickly did that. I'm actually pretty happy with how it turned out even though I made in about 2 minutes. The rest of it took me a really long time so I'm glad I'm happy with it.

At noon I was ready for my interview. And then 1215 came. And I was like oh maybe she forgot. Which is fine it happens. I sent an email asking if she wanted to reschedule for later this week or meet in person since I live in the neighborhood. And then I actually headed over to the Walters. I wanted to drop off my ID card since I'm not volunteering anymore. And while I was getting ready for that I checked my email and I actually had an email from the teaching position. It looks like they're going to offer me the job but they can't actually do that until they have funding from the city approved. And they're not going to know about that until mid this week. But if all goes well I can be starting on the 22nd. Terrifying but I'm very excited. I am trying not to be too excited because funding could not come through but we got to stay positive.

When I was at the Walter's I left a note for the woman who I was having interview with there as well. And I got complimented on the embroidery I done on my volunteer bag. It was nice talkin to Laurel and then I headed down to Fleet Week.

It was wickedly busy down there. Like not as bad as I guess like City from what I saw but still very bad. I had wanted to go on some of the larger ships that the lines were incredibly long. So I just ended up walking around the outside. I whenever to the city of bismuth which is the Pontoon ship. Honestly the only one I care about. But the line was like 2 hours long. So I decided to just go up to the fence and talk to the guy with big gun. I asked him what the crew size was and we ended up talking for 10 minutes. He kept adjusting his gun and getting the same goofy smile on his face that James does when I talk and get too excited about something. All smiling and blushing. That was my one big flirting moment of the day but I like to tell people that I was flirting with all the sailors. But really I mostly just walked around and people watched. I ran into Chris and said hi. But the girls are just too crazy down there so I headed over to Fell's point.

Still crowded but much less lines. I got to see the Coast Guard Eagle tall ship. And that was cool because I didn't even know that the coaster had a tall ship. I did flirt with the sailors there as well. But mostly I was just fascinated cuz I had no idea that the Coast Guard had sale powered ships still. I mean that has an engine but that's really cool that the Coast Guard has a sail ship. And it was nice to walk around the back. I decided after I saw that one that I didn't even see any of the other ships. I'll probably try to see the godspeed tomorrow since it's right next to Constellation but not ships are letting us go below deck to my knowledge. And really all I care about is what the living spaces look like anyway. So I'm not that torn up about it.

Since I was down at fellas I walked around a little bit. Wanting a couple of the stores. I found a new store that just open today that is all Baltimore theme stuff that I think James would love. It's all novelty shirts and stuff. I like the aesthetic though. And I walked around the Goodwill for a bit too. I didn't have any luck there finding stuff for James apartment or the things I needed. I decided that I really should just go get lunch.

I went down to the harbor again and I had pizza. Listen to a podcast. And then I went to Marshalls to get winter lotion. I decided I want to switch over from Citra sense since its fall now. And had really good luck. I got a philosophy brand in the clearance section that's cream and mint. And I love it. And that's a really expensive Brands usually so it was nice to get it for under $10.

It stopped at constellation and talk to Frank for a while. Dropped off the half of my pizza to have lunch for tomorrow. And after a little bit of wandering around. I went and Build-A-Bear and found a life jacket that I return to the dragon boats. I had it home. I had seen some of the Thunderbirds going over. And that was interesting. But really I was tired. And I need to be in the house for a while just by myself.

I got back here and I took a very long shower. That made me feel a lot better. I basically spent the next two hours lounging in a robe watching TV. Playing with sweet pea. I wasn't exactly sure what time James was coming so I wasn't sure when to start getting ready. But ended up all working out just fine.

He got here about 6. And I had finished putting on my makeup and my dress a few minutes before that. I felt like I look really good tonight. My makeup was just on point and the dress look great and it was pink for the event was perfect. So I felt really good. And James looks super cute too. He always does. He let me do his hair.

We went and grabbed the bus to go to his parents house. I didn't have my charm card because I didn't know that we are going to be taking a paid bus. So he paid for me which was nice of him. We got up to his parents house and his mom had some of her friends there. And she had put out snacks. So we had snacks and talked. I got to talk about art for a while. And his mom had gotten the catalogs are ready for the show so I read through them which was good because I was not going to have a lot of time to read tonight while we were there. It was nice being able to talk about my art for a little bit too. I feel no more confident than when I'm talking about my art.

Me and James walked over to the BMA first. Because the adults were going to be driving. But just down the street we found a box of free stuff and there was a gold-framed mirror. Which if you know anything about me that is one of my favorite things. So he carried it back to his parents house for me. The adults all got a big kick out of that when we walk back in the door. But then we were back to the museum. We sat outside on the bench while we waited for them since they were the ones with the tickets. Or at least the information on how to get in. We watched a bunch of old people coming in and just talk. It was nice. I like to watching all the different people dressed up. A lot of people with John Waters mustaches drawn on or styled. So much pink so much gaudy. It was a blast. My dress was very very low cut so knowing that I was not going to be sticking out because of that was a little bit of a comfort.

They don't got there and we went inside. The line to get into the actual exam it was wicked long. So we all decided since it would have been wait anyway to just go up to the reception part and have snacks. Which worked out really well for me because I was starving and my stomach hurt. We had a bunch of snacks. And then me and James went and got a photo booth photo. He was so awkward looking in the top two photos it basically looked like a high school prom picture. So when the third one I made him dance a second just to get him to smile bigger. And in the last one I kissed him. It was just very sweet. After that we decided to go to the actual exhibit. It was a little bit of wait in line but not a big deal. We ended up being the first ones in in our group going up to the actual line. And then the last ones in when the door is opened. At least for our group. I asked the guy at the front and he said over 700 people to come in already that night. That's wild.

The show itself was fabulous. I would have probably changed the wall color. From the white Cube. But honestly I think for the commentary he was trying to make it worked well. There was one piece that is just a black curtain with sound coming out. It's a fake video installation. And I fucking love that piece. It was probably my favorite piece of the night. But honestly some of the pieces were so good and so instagrammable. I am glad that we're going to be able to go back. And spend more time. And read everything. Because there was just a lot of stuff that I would have liked to spend more time with. I am really glad that we got a picture in front of the have sex in the voting booth button. I apparently caught James off-guard when I kissed him. He was nervous enough about asking someone else. But it was very cute. And honestly the show is great and I can't wait to go back.

We headed out and went and found his parents again. And while we were standing there with his mom John Waters walked right past us. And I kicked my PO up and looked over my shoulder and told him great show. And he said hi to me. And it was just such a surreal moment. He's much shorter than I imagined. I don't know why but I always imagined to be 8 feet tall. And just lanky as all hell. Definitely a highlight of my night.

My stomach still hurt pretty bad though and we had seen the show and had the snacks. I wasn't really interested in choosing too much more than that. So we went to go get the bus. It was a nice ride back even though I was still feeling like complaining. We got back to my apartment and James made me a drink. I mean it's just Crystal Light. But there's something comforting about that because that's something I always drink when I don't feel very good. I jokingly told him I was going to make a handbook for the care and keeping of Jesse. And he said yes please make that. So I might jokingly make that. We'll see.

Sweet P just came over and wormed his way onto my lap. So he is all curled up on me now. Which is nice but I also would really like to go lay down. So I'll give him a couple minutes and then get to bed. I'm working all day tomorrow with Frank. I think I'm going to be doing the firing again and Frank said that he would spot me if I need help. I think it's going to be a fairly busy day. But we'll see what happens. I don't know if consolation itself is being busy or just the pier. We're still caustic money so I don't know if people are actually coming in that much. We'll see. I think it'll still be a pretty good day. Sleep well everyone.

#ootd #boy #selfie #babe #art #john waters #gallery #day off #satuday

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