#ramsey 1k!

[doona-baes]

THE LAST OF US 01x09 ‘Look for the Light’ “You know what I’m in the mood for? Shitty puns.”

#the last of us #tlouedit #thelastofusedit #joel miller #ellie williams #pedro pascal #bella ramsey #can we just pretend the episode ended here #mygif #m: tlou #1k #5k

[yenvengerberg]

#started from the bottom now we're here

#the last of us #tlouedit #joel miller #joelmilleredit #ellie williams #elliewilliamsedit #pedro pascal #bella ramsey #hbotlou #tlounetwork #tloudaily #arthurpendragonns #ughmerlin #tusercj #usergreta #tuserbea #userleah #tuserlyn #*gifs #1k #they became a proper dad and daughter duo *sobs*

[pedgito]

#apocalypse essentials? diva cups. BELLA RAMSEY as ELLIE WILLIAMS THE LAST OF US | 1.06 — 'Kin'

#tlouedit #tlouhboedit #hboedit #hbotlouedit #thelastofusedit #the last of us #bella ramsey #bellaramseyedit #ellie williams #userharmony #userjc #tuserpolly #usermorgan #userangelic #tloudaily #tlounetwork #* #tlou spoilers #1k #3k

[elliesproperty]

Bella talking about portraying Ellie’s sexuality

#they’re my best friend actually #bella ramsey #the last of us #tlouedit #ellie williams #the last of us hbo #tlou hbo #tlou #mine #my gifs #1k

[kitconnor]

@ bellaramsey: I miss it

#bella ramsey #pedro pascal #the last of us #tlou #the last of us hbo #tlouedit #tlouhboedit #bellaramseyedit #pedropascaledit #tlounetwork #pedrohub #bellaramseydaily #useraurore #userallisyn #useralii #usergreta #**l.myeditss #*photo #sobbing #1k

[vindicia]

HBO’s THE LAST OF US episode 1 + music from the video games

#tlouhboedit #tlou #the last of us #tlou hbo #tvedit #the last of us hbo #bella ramsey #pedro pascal #the last of us spoilers #tlou hbo spoilers #mine* #gifs* #tlouhbomusic* #straight from the game or similar too. wasn't sure about unbound but it's similar enough jkfhd #thanks to my discord besties for the help<3 #1k

[guacala]

Bella ramsey x reader and the reader like leaves hickies on bella without them realizing and bella goes to set/ an interview with it and Pedro makes fun of them

hickeys, bella ramsey

masterlist pairing: bella ramsey x fem!reader summary: you leave hickeys on bella and when she shows up to an interview with them, pedro makes fun of them word count: 1k warnings: suggestive themes (reference to previous smut), language, pedro annoying bella, but mostly a lot of fluff a/n: bellie and pedge have my whole heart. i used she/her pronouns for the reader since you didn’t specify which you preferred, lmk if you want me to change it. also, im sorry it took so long (writer's block is a bitch) and if it seems like it’s on crack, its probably cause i was listening to queen shaki and lana del ray while writing this… <3

you wake up to the morning light, a lazy smile making its way on your face as you roll over to see Bella choosing out some rings from your small jewelry box.

“good morning sleepy,” they say, looking over at you with a smile as you get up to sit criss-cross applesauce on the edge of your shared bed.

“g’morin’,” you say, eyes still half closed and reaching out towards Bella.

they walk into your arms, their own wrapping around you.

“you sleep well?” they ask, pressing a kiss to your forehead, knowing how much morning breath kisses bothered you.

you nod against them, leaning further into their touch, “you?”

“mhm,” they hum in agreement, pulling away from you to finish getting ready.

you take in the outfit that they had chosen for their day full of interviews, starting from the black jeans that fit them way too well, up to the black and white button-up with green accents, which was technically yours.

“pretty,” you say, sleep still clear in your voice as you slightly drag on the e.

“thank you, babe,” they say, and your eyes trail up to their face to see their smile grow, but something else catches your eyes and makes you do a double take.

“um, Bells?” you say, awake now, with wide eyes, and you can feel your face getting hot.

“yeah?” they say in response.

“um…” you start to say, but words escape you.

“what's wrong?” they ask as they take in your embarrassed state.

“your- um- well- i- just come here,” you say, getting up and walking over to the bathroom as they follow you, concern clearly written on their face.

“what is it?” they ask, and you simply point at the mirror, watching their face, carefully, as they look at where you're pointing.

their eyes widen, and their jaw drops in amusement as they take in the trail of purple and red marks starting at their neck and going down under the shirt.

they start to laugh, and you hide your face in your hands.

“i’m sorry, i-” you start to apologize before Bella cuts you off.

“no, don’t say sorry, i should be the one apologizing, yours are way worse,” they say with a soft but teasing smile as you finally take your face out of your hands to look at yourself in the mirror.

you take in the matching marks left by Bella all over your neck, and when you pull the neck of your hoodie down slightly, you see more marks littered all over your collarbone. you bring your other hand up to gently trace over them.

“gorgeous, gorgeous girl,” they whisper as they walk behind you, wrapping their arms around your waist and pressing feather-like kisses on the bruises that were starting to form.

“but you have interviews all day, and now you’re gonna have to be in makeup forever,” you say, turning around to face Bella, their arms still holding you close to them.

“it’s okay,” they say with a laugh, and when you look up at them, they mumble under their breath, “i kind of like them anyway.”

a shit-eating grin makes its way on your face as you laugh softly. “well if anyone gives you shit for them, it's not my fault.”

“what do you mean! of course it is!”

“i dunno,” you shrug, “it's just not.”

“well, you’re clearly not fully awake yet,” Bella says, giving you a small kiss, “i left you breakfast, but i have to go right now, or i’ll be yelled at even more.”

“no, don't leave me yet!” you whine as you hold Bella tighter, and they press another kiss on your temple.

“i know, i don’t wanna, but i have to,” they say, and you finally let them go.

“i love you,” they call out as they grab their stuff and start walking out.

“i love you more,” you respond.

“not possible,” they say as they close the door behind them, leaving a smile on your face.

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when Bella arrives at the interview site, they are immediately rushed into hair and makeup as they scold them for the visible marks on their neck.

“Bella, what the fuck!” their makeup artist, Tori, complains as she starts grabbing concealer and foundation in an attempt to cover them up.

“i’m sorry, i’m sorry! blame my girlfriend!” Bella whines.

“you’re just lucky that you’re already dressed,” Tori mutters under her breath, and as she starts to apply the first of many layers of makeup, the door to the room opens up.

“Bellie!” Pedro yells when he walks in, acting as if they hadn’t seen each other in years.

“hey Ped-” Bella starts to say but gets cut off by a gasp coming out of his mouth.

“shit Bella, your neck,” he says in shock as Bella hides their face in their hands, causing Tori to roll her eyes.

“i know, i know, blame her, not me,” Bella says, referring to you, as Tori moves their head to the side.

“oh, i highly doubt that,” he says, laughing harder by the second as Bella’s face starts to get red.

“what's that supposed to mean?”

“that knowing both of you, the poor girl is probably ten times worse.”

“Pedro!”

“am i wrong?”

“well-”

“am i?”

“...no.”

“see!”

“whatever,” Bella groans as they roll their eyes and throw their head back.

“let’s just hope that makeup covers all of that up, 'cause little Bellie went to town last night,” he says, laughing again as Tori nods in agreement.

Bella turns to flip Pedro off, but Tori quickly slaps their hand away and tugs their head back to the side, making Pedro let out another laugh, which causes Bella to cross their arms.

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it takes some time to get them both ready, but once they are, Bella turns to Pedro.

“just... don’t tell Craig,” they say, holding out their pinky to Pedro, and he links them together, nodding, as they walk out to meet Craig and Neil.

“hey, Craig!” Pedro yells as they get closer, “guess what Bell-”

“PEDRO! NO!” Bella yells in distress, and Pedro just crackles and leans in toward them.

“man child,” Bella mutters under their breath as they roll their eyes, fondly.

#bella ramsey #bella ramsey x reader #bella ramsey fluff #bella ramsey fanfiction #bella ramsey fanfic #bella ramsey x you #bella ramsey imagine #pedro pascal #bellie and pedge #pedro and bella #the last of us #anon request #lgbtq

[potionsprefect]

Adjusting

Pairings: Ethan Ramsey x Victoria Clarke

Word Count: 1k

Summary: Victoria is back at work, and not everything is the same

Rating: Teen

Category: Angst, Fluff

Victoria sat down in the cafeteria, a whole pizza in front of her. Today was her first day back at work since the Senator attack. She knew she would have to come back eventually but it didn’t seem real that she was finally back, sat in her white coat, helping those who desperately needed it.

She was desperately avoiding the corridor where her room was. She knew all she would see would be herself in that room, terrified of whether she was going to die. The team had a patient in there but Victoria hadn’t met them yet.

Slowly, Victoria ate her lunch. She had opted to go early to avoid the queues but she really avoiding doing as much work with the patient as possible. Instead, she stayed in the teams room, helping devise a treatment plan. It was unlike Victoria to hide away and she knew she was being unprofessional.

A figure sat down in front of her, a handsome but concerned look on his face. “You’re in here early.” Ethan said.

“I wanted to beat the lunchtime queue.” Victoria shrugged.

“So it’s nothing to do with you wanting to avoid the patients room?” Ethan folded his arms, an eyebrow raised.

Victoria sighed. “Am I that obvious?”

“Yes. And I don’t need to tell you that it is also unprofessional. But we’re letting you figure it out on your own. You know you can’t avoid that room forever.” Ethan said.

“I know I just… I can’t go back in there. All I see is myself, struggling to fight for life.”

“Maybe you’ve come back too soon.”

Victoria sighed. “It’s not down to me. Blame the system.”

“You know to take it one step at a time. But I’m saying this as your boss and not as your boyfriend. I would like to see you visit at least once before the end of your shift. And I’m saying this as your boyfriend. I’ll come with you if you want.” Ethan reached across the table and took Victorias hand in his.

“I think this is something I need to do myself. But thank you for the offer.” Victoria smiled. “I will probably come back to the office as quickly as possible.”

“Then I’ll be in the office waiting for you with a hug.” Ethan smiled.

Victoria ate the rest of her pizza, quiet in the presence of Ethan. She knew this would be one of the biggest parts of her recovery to date and the longer she put it off, the harder it would be further down the line.

Today would be the day she faced it. The day she proved to herself how strong she really is.

Victoria took several deep breaths as the elevator doors opened. She was thankful that she was in the lift alone for which she could deal with her emotions by herself and not have to embarrass herself in front of anyone else.

The only sound that could be heard was Victoria’s shoes as she walked slowly down the empty corridor. Victoria loved it like this, an empty corridor where she could consider her thoughts was always better than a crowded one.

She cast her mind back to that day, all she could see from her room was the frantic faces of her colleagues who were rushing about trying desperately to find a cure.

We’re running out of time. What if they don’t make it?

The voices were loud and frantic, panic evident in their voices. Victoria wanted desperately to smash her way through the glass and break free.

Victoria approached the window and saw the patient gazing out the window. Victoria smiled softly at the patient. It seemed surreal to think of the horrors this room saw not that long ago.

With a gentle push, Victoria opened the room door. “Mrs Winston? I’m Doctor Clarke. How are you feeling?”

“Oh much better thank you. I don’t believe we’ve met. Are you one of the doctors working alongside the team?” Mrs Winston smiled.

“I am. I’ve been helping draw up some treatment plans for you. I apologise for not coming to visit you sooner.” Victoria replied.

“I understand dear. I remember reading on the news about the awful events that happened here. I’m glad you’re alive.” She smiled.

“Thank you. And I have no doubt that the team and I will help find out what’s wrong with you soon.” Victoria smiled.

After a while, Victoria left the room, heading back to the diagnostics teams office. She felt lighter on her feet, happier even. She had done it and now it was over, she could look forward even further.

Victoria reached the office and opened the door. Ethan was sat at his desk, paperwork in front of him.

“How did it go?” Ethan stood up and walked over to Victoria.

“Better than I hoped. It wasn’t easy but it’s done now.” Victoria said.

Ethan took her face in his hands. “I am so proud of you. He pressed a gentle kiss to her lips.

Victoria pulled away after a few seconds, resting her forehead against his, eyes closed. “This isn’t easy.”

“It was never going to be. Recovery is slow and sometimes painful.” Ethan pulled her to his chest, running a gentle hand through Victoria’s hair.

“I just don’t like living in uncertainty. I want to know what’s happening and I want to know when. But I know that can’t happen and I should just accept whatever comes my way.” Victoria said.

“You don’t need to rush anything further. It can all go at your own pace.” Ethan smiled.

“What if I’m like this for a long time? What if you don’t want to put up with that?” Victoria asked.

“I will endure anything for you. And I don’t care how long it takes. Your health is number one priority and no matter how long your recovery is, I will be by your side throughout.”

“You’re a really good man you know that?”

Ethan laughed. “So I’ve been told. By all the right people.”

Victoria always knew that coming back to work was never going to be easy. But she knew that as long as she has the right people by her side, she could face anything.

And she had exactly that with Ethan. Her fiercest and most loyal protector.

I made it sad and then I made it happy lol

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#open heart #ethan ramsey #ethan ramsey x mc #ethan ramsey x victoria clarke #ethan x victoria #playchoices #fanfic #open heart fanfic #open heart fanfiction #choices: open heart #angst #fluff #choices fic writers creations #fics of the week

[stevenrogered]

It’s so gorgeous, and just true. And then the look on Bella’s face, as Ellie, realizing the enormity of what he’s saying, and the fact that it hadn’t even occurred to her. That this whole time, he’s been this person that she looks up to, and this person that saves her, and this person that she wants to save, because she wants that father in her life. She needs this connection.

But never did it occur to her what she meant to him. It was always, “What do you mean to me?” And when a child hears something like that, it is overwhelming to them. And you can see her struggling to process it.

I think we wrote this in the script, like literally, “This is how they say I love you.” They don’t say I love you. How they say I love you is they talk around it. Without saying I love you, she says, “Well I’m glad that didn’t work out.” - Episode 9, "Look For The Light" | The Last of Us Podcast

#the last of us #tlou #tlouedit #tlouhboedit #hboedit #thelastofusedit #tlou spoilers #the last of us spoilers #joel miller #pedro pascal #ellie williams #bella ramsey #pedropascaledit #hbo the last of us #the last of us hbo #cinemapix #thcrin #tuserkaz #mystuff #1k #5k

[doona-baes]

But you know where to go. So we're gonna be okay. Yeah.

#the last of us #tlouedit #thelastofusedit #joel miller #ellie williams #pedro pascal #bella ramsey #you know what that is? growth #the coloring inconsistencies here i want to cry about it #mygif #m: tlou #1k

[yenvengerberg]

#sure joel, sure

#the last of us #tlouedit #thelastofusedit #tlou hbo #joel miller #joelmilleredit #ellie williams #elliewilliamsedit #pedro pascal #bella ramsey #hbotlou #tlounetwork #tloudaily #arthurpendragonns #tusercj #tuserlyn #usergreta #usertix #*gifs #1k #tlou spoilers #you're only clowning yourself here joel

[pedgito]

PEDRO PASCAL accepting the MTV Award's 'Best Duo' for Joel & Ellie (The Last Of Us)

#ppascaldaily #pedropascaledit #ppascaledit #pedro pascal #pedrohub #tusercora #tuserpolly #useroaks #xuserannie #* #tlouedit #tloucast #bella ramsey #1k

[mrtwizz]

Coffee Shop Love [bella ramsey]

Pairing: Bella Ramsey x Fem!Reader

Summary: Coffee Shop Au, when Y/n and her friend get coffee and meet a cute barista Y/n suddenly becomes a regular at the coffee shop Bella works at.

Word Count: 1k

Warnings: gay pining, it's only lightly edited

This is the first part, there will be a second part out soon I just wanted to post this before I forgot about it

Note- send in your requests for Bella :) and I used they/them pronouns for Bella and she/her for the reader.

link to bella ramsey masterlist

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You were not an avid coffee drinker, you hardly ever drank it. That was until Jamie, your best friend, asked you to go to a coffee shop with her on a Saturday morning.  Jamie said that she planned to study, but you both knew that you would actually just gossip the entire time. Nonetheless you grabbed your laptop and texted her that you were on your way. 

When you got there you saw Jamie had already sat down and ordered you both coffee. She was sitting facing the door, so when you sat down you were facing the bar. As you took a seat you looked at the decor in the coffee shop and allowed yourself to enjoy the cozy and welcoming atmosphere. The lights weren’t horrifically bright and the chairs were all mixed matched. There were also different pride flags littering the walls. You smile to yourself and take a sip of the drink Jamie had bought for you. 

The two of you sat there chatting for a bit before the cute barista caught your eye, and suddenly whatever Jamie was saying was unimportant. The barista was probably around your age and had a rainbow pin on their apron alongside a name tag that you couldn’t read. 

“Y/n, are you even listening to me?” Jamie asked, she was talking about something stupid the guy she liked did. 

“Huh? Oh, yeah totally.” You responded, shaking your head and looking at your friend.

“You are such a liar, you were totally checking them out!” Jamie turned to look behind her to look at the barista. 

Your body felt hot with embarrassment, “Was not! Turn back around you little freak.” 

Jamie turned back to face you, laughing, “Whatever you tell yourself.” 

You ignore her teasing and grab the drink in front of you, trying to occupy yourself in something that wasn’t the burning of your face. 

A week later Jamie takes you to the coffee shop again, this time claiming she “will convert you to the coffee addiction.” But you think you know her intentions, she wouldn’t stop bothering you about the cute barista all of that week. 

The morning had been slow, unlike most Saturday mornings. Bella watched as a girl walked in and sat across from her friend, they watched as the girl laughed with her friend. 

“You’re staring, it’s kinda freaky.” Pedro, commented. 

Bella’s face began to burn, and they hoped if Pedro noticed he wasn’t going to say anything, “Am not.” 

It was a blatant lie, the scarlet coating their cheeks proves them wrong. Pedro just laughs at the teen in front of him.

“Whatever you say kid.” Pedro patted them on the back before going back to his task. 

During the next month, you and Jamie became a Saturday and Sunday morning regular. Jamie would come in anywhere five to fifteen minutes before you, order two drinks and sit facing the door. Then you would come in, sometimes slightly disheveled, then you would wave to Bella as they greeted you and take your seat across from your friend. 

Bella would notice that you always pulled out a laptop but you never opened it, it sat there closed as the two of you talked and laughed. Pedro would have called them a stalker for noticing the details, but Bella just claimed it was people watching, which definitely sounded less creepy in their head.

That was your routine for three weeks, until one day you came in alone. Jamie had gotten the flu, and you decided that you were going to continue your weekend routine. You packed your laptop and notebook in your bag and made your way to the coffee shop you’ve come to love. 

Bella felt disappointment bloom in their chest when they realized that your friend had not come in yet this morning, and neither of you had shown up yet. Jamie always talked too long and rambled too much to be socially acceptable but Bella enjoyed those kinds of interactions. Jame had introduced herself and mentioned that she was trying to convert her friend (you) into a coffee drinker

The disappointment quickly left the moment they saw you walk through the door, you sat your bag down at a table before walking to the bar. 

“Hi, what can I get started for you?” Bella asks, smiling. 

Your brain shut off, you had relied on Jamie the past month to order drinks, “Oh jeez, um what would you recommend?”

They think for a moment, “My go to is an iced latte with oat milk.” 

“Alright, I’ll do that.” You say, smiling. 

“Perfect, can I get your name?” Bella asks, grabbing a cup to write your name on it. 

“Y/n.” You reply. 

“Y/n,” Bella repeats and makes sure to spell it correctly, double checking with you, “It’ll be out in a few moments.” They smile at you.

“Wait, how much is it?” You ask, confused. 

“Nothing.” Bella responded, moving to make the drink. 

“Nothing?” You ask appalled. 

“Mhm, I recall it’s the pretty girl discount. It’s in the rule book, pretty girls can’t pay for their drinks.” They look at you as they say this, causing your face to heat up. 

“What? It definitely does not.” You argue. 

“Oh it definitely does, I’ve read it through twice actually. I can show you where it says it in the handbook, over lunch? At hmm three?” Bella finishes making the drink and hands it to you as they finish speaking. 

“Did you just ask me out?” You ask. 

“Only if the answer is yes, if not? Then no, not ever in my life.” It was their turn to blush.

The words rush out of your mouth, “The answer is definitely yes.” 

Bella smiles and nods, “So lunch at three?” 

“It’s a date.” You smile.

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thank you so much for reading, feedback is highly appreciated &lt;;3

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[elliesproperty]

#that’s my ellie

#i can’t get enough of her someone help me please #tlouedit #the last of us #ellie williams #the last of us hbo #tlou hbo #tlou spoilers #bella ramsey #tlou #mine #gamingedit #ellie #my gifs #thelastofushboedit #tlou part 1 #1k

[sea-moon-star]

To You || YJH

Pairing: Boyf! Jeonghan x f.reader

Genre: Fluff, slight angst (barely), slice of life

WC: 1k

Summary: What does Jeonghan have up his sleeves for your date night? Him taking care of you after a long day at work by cooking Korean comfort food for you (Mayhaps pranking you!)

A/N: Thanks to Elle's Mama I made it video for being the inspiration for chef & domestic Hannie! This is as self indulgent as I could ever be. 🌊🌙⭐️

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Y/N's POV

I had to pinch myself when I entered the house after a particularly long day of work, to the aroma of food coming all the way to the front door. Jeonghan was so busy focusing on the simmering tteokboki & ramen on the stove while he prepped for the gimbap ingredients that he didn’t even notice that I’d come home. I went upstairs and freshened up, only to come down and see him in the same position as I’d left him, with his brows furrowed in concentration as he prepared his gimbap. Earlier, he’d been chopping the veggies but now he was rolling them up carefully, as if he was on Masterchef about to impress Gordon Ramsey himself.

I chuckled to myself as I decided to lay out the table in the meanwhile, not wanting to shift his focus from the task. I put a bunch of roses inside the vase that lay in the centre of our dining table, it was our little ritual where I got him a new bouquet of roses because it was his favorite flower and it reminded us of an inside joke we had while drunk watching the bachelorette, he’s said that if he ever starred in the show, he’d win all the roses and break the competition because no man would ever stand a chance against him. Usually I wasn’t one to further boost his ego but drunk me had all but agreed wholeheartedly and since then, I’d always given him roses on date nights like this one.

As I opened the cabinet to remove a favorite bottle of red, one that he loved along with two wine glasses, I couldn’t help but get a bit distracted myself. It’s not like this was new but everytime I saw him, I couldn’t quite believe that the Angel of SVT, the man who stole the heart of Carats worldwide, Yoon Jeonghan was just standing there in our shared kitchen, making me dinner for our date night. He looked gorgeous, even as a sheen of sweat covered his forehead, a stray lock from his messy bun covered his face & he struggled to pull up his sweater sleeves to keep them from getting dirty as he cooked. I couldn’t believe this man in a bunny apron, still managed to look that sexy & that he was not a figment of my imagination but he was real, he was mine… it felt incredulous.

In my bid to not look away from him, even for a second, I failed to see that I hadn’t closed the overhead cabinet & bumped right into it. Despite the initial shock & the tiny exclamation of pain that left my lips, I felt shaked but relieved, knowing that the bottle of wine & glasses were unscatched. I had managed to hold onto them before they toppled over so there was no damage done. In the flash moment that I managed to keep the glasses & wine on the table, while steadying myself, he was there in front of me, as one hand reached above my tiny 5 foot frame to close the cabinet doors, the other hovered protectively over my head, keeping me from getting hurt again.

“Are you okay? When did you come? Why didn’t you tell me you were home?” He said, his voice laced with worry while looking me all over for any bruises. “I’m okay, it’s not a big deal. Don’t worry, I saved the alcohol, not a drop wasted!” I said, & chuckled in an attempt to lighten the mood. “Eyyy, that’s not what I’m concerned about, you know that! Look at that, you’ve grazed your head! Stay still, let me fix that, jagi." I blushed in a way that might’ve outdone the red on the table, as he traced the cut on my forehead gently with his cold fingers & despite my million protests, proceeded to put a cute animal band-aid on it.

He always kept a band-aid in his wallet, not even the first aid box, it was one of the first things I’d noticed when I’d met him. For all his aloof, savage & mischievous behavior, he was the first to come to anyone’s rescue if they were hurt, like the time Soonyoung had scratched his nose with their SVT ring & Hannie had been the one to give him the band-aid. I ended up smiling, thinking of that kind gesture as he glared at me in anger, “Yah! Where is your attention? This is no joke. What on earth has you this zoned out!? “I’m sorry, it’s not my fault that I have a visual like you as my boyfriend, it’s only human for me to get carried away.” I answered sheepishly. He tried to keep his poker face intact but I knew him too well to see the corner of his lips were turning upwards, that he was fighting the urge to smirk. “What am I going to do with you? Bubbleproof you? Sigh! The food’s getting cold, just sit down & no, I don't need your help, don't even say it. Just stay here & don’t touch anything, don’t move, don’t breathe- I’ll be back.” He said & I could swear I heard a small laugh as he went to the kitchen to bring the dishes.

I played, our song- “To you by SVT” in the background, to set the mood for our date as he gave me a plateful of food & gestured at me to begin eating. He wanted me to take the first bite & tell him how it tasted so I abided. I eagerly reached out for the gimbap, my favorite item. But when I bit into it, I tasted a mouthful of carrots, Han & I both hated carrots so it was quite the sight to see as I forcefully tried to stuff down the gimbap while he laughed his ass off. “How dare you!? Jeonghan!!” I screamed as I gulped some wine to wash down the taste. “You’re one to talk, you’re the one who gave me a heart attack a while earlier, this is just an equalizer.”

I pouted, accepting my defeat, knowing this was just his way of showing his care & affection. I’d signed up for this, not just the visuals or the kindness, but the pranks too, I loved him for all of it. “You win, Hannie-1, Y/N-0. Happy?” I replied, a smile on my face because I’d eat as many of these carrot filled gimbaps if it put a grin on the face of the man I loved the most.

THE END. 🌊🌙⭐️

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