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#sorry it's 11pm and I just got home from practice
begginmonty · 5 months
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Thinking about Mike avoiding you after you saw him beating that man in the fountain ‘cause in his mind you think that he’s a monster and never want to see him again
(Sorry for any mistake, that’s not my first language)
dont apologise hun!
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you worked at the coffee stand in the mall. wasn't the best pay and perhaps the hours were sometimes a little too long but you got to work in the same building as your boyfriend so, it wasn't the end of the world.
you were busy cleaning the counter, "is that mike-? y/n! y/n!" your co-worker called you and you quickly walked over to where she was, following her eyesight and suddenly there was your boyfriend tackling a man into a fountain. "oh my god" you mumbled, practically jumping over the counter and running to where you boyfriend was beating the ever living fuck out of some guy. but you knew mike, he wasn't one just to spring attacks, there had to be a good cause for this, a decent enough reason. you watched as your boyfriend was pulled off the guy by jeremiah, his coworker, and everyone was crowding around, and thats when mike had made eye contact with you. there was a confused look upon your face which he mistook for fear and disappointment. "wha-" you had mouthed, motioning to what had happened but he quickly had looked away.
you'd picked mike up from the police station that evening and he hadn't muttered a single word to you nor made eye contact with you. the car journey was silent, and when you arrived home he just got out the car and into the house. you'd sighed and gotten out the car, and walked into the house, max shared a quizzical look at you. "yeah, i dont know. thanks for watching abby though" you handed her a $30 and she said her goodbyes before leaving.
"what's wrong with mike?" abby had asked, you didn't want to tell her anything. so you told her he'd had a long day and that she should be getting ready for bed. you tucked her up in bed and left her to sleep.
the evening carried on and you wanted to let mike collect himself before you spoke to him, he needed space sometimes and you totally respected that. but by like 10pm, he was still in the room. you had knocked a few times on the door but you were met with silence. he finally emerged from the bedroom around 11pm to find you sat on the couch watching tv. "baby?" you spoke up, but he ignored you and went off into the kitchen to grab water, "mike? hello?" you'd stood up now and made your way over to him, blocking him so he couldn't walk away, he was face forward, leaning against the counter staring out into space "baby, please talk to me" mike hated how your voice sounded sad, he didn't want to make you sad.
"i'm not mad at you or anything mike, i promise, i just want you to talk to me" you said softly, walking behind him and hugging him from behind, "im not sure what happened but i promise you mike, i am not mad at you or anything like that, okay?"
"im sorry" his voice was quiet, "i just, uh, it looked like he was taking the kid y'know, and then you were there and you looked scared of me and i-"
"i could never be scared of you" you mumbled into his shoulder, pressing a kiss there "we can talk about it later, lets just go to bed yeah?"
mike nodded, and the two of you went to bed.
(its a bit shit soz<;3)
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junipers-archive · 1 year
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And They Were Roommates
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Includes: Fluff, fluff, some more fluff and a kiss? You confront Spencer about your relationship status after Penelope informs you of everyone's belief of you being more than roommates :)
(Prompt from this challenged by @imagining-in-the-margins)
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You were at the coffee shop nearest to the apartment, desperately trying to find a pick me up. It was 6:30am...a new record for you. Seeing as your roommate and best-friend Spencer hadn't alerted you that you guys ran out of coffee at home, you were now standing in what you deem the longest line in the world you'd ever seen for coffee.
Then again it was one of the first times you'd been up this early to see people who actually got up early. It'd only been 10 minutes but you swore if you didn't get your daily caffeine boost soon you'd start to shut down.
The line was moving at snail pace so you decided to see what the problem was, only to catch a Penelope Garcia with 8 coffees in her arms, trying to balance her way out of the crowd.
Fortunately for her, Spencer had introduced you to the team a few months ago after they'd wanted to see where he lived and he was essentially peer-pressured in showing them by Derek. You'd been given a 5-minute notice at the late hour of 11pm and to this day are still making him pay on movie-nights where you got to choose the film.
You were torn between helping Penelope and staying in your spot in line, but seeing as you remembered how kind she had been and she was about to drop all that coffee, you took pity. Rushing over and calling her name,
"Penelope, you need some help there?"
"ah!-oh hi Y/n, sorry you scared me for a moment! And yes please."
You took one of the trays of coffee from her, holding her purse around your other arm. "Not that I mind helping, but why all the coffee?"
"Well" She was now wobbling over to a table that was just freed up by a couple, talking to you while placing her many belongings on it,
"Sometimes, I like to get up really early and get coffee for the team, cause you know the coffee at work sucks and I'm sure Spencer's already alerted you, but someone's been stealing the curate cups from the kitchen!"
You now placed the tray you had been carrying on the table as well,
"No...uh Spencer doesn't exactly talk about his job much, we usually just talk about other stuff"
She looked surprised at this, "Really? I thought he'd be more open about what he does with his girlfriend. But I guess thats just Spencer."
Now it was your turn to be surprised. "I-I'm sorry, did you say girlfriend?"
"Well, I mean yeah, you live together, he talks about you all the time, and when we went over you two just had so much chemistry we all just assumed-" she stopped talking as she saw the growing disbelief on your face, "I-I just- I'm sorry are you not dating?"
You were speechless. Absolutely speechless.
I mean sure you liked Spencer, he was one of your best-friends and you did live together and yea maybe you had feelings for him. But could other people see it too?
I mean, it made sense, now that you thought about it, you two were practically never seen apart, having roomate-movie-nights, going on consistent 'friend-dates', eating almost every meal together and getting each other gifts for holidays, even sometimes falling asleep in each others beds when you both got black-out drunk on occasion...
Were you dating?
Penelope had taken your silence as her cue to leave, gathering her things, but you had another idea, one that wouldn't leave you overthinking for the rest of the day.
"Wait- I- I'll help you! I mean you can't carry this all yourself!"
"Thank you" she smiled " but you're sure you don't have anywhere to be?"
"Not a place in the world." You would just call in sick today, you thought.
On the drive to the BAU as you talked to Penelope who you found was alluringly talkative, you also realized you might not even be able to get into the building. When you asked she waved her hand, shooing away your worries it seemed as she explained that as long as you weren't a spy you'd be fine for staying a couple minutes since she had clearence.
The topic of Spencer didn't come up again.
Once you got there and helped Penelope up to the office you caught sight of your roommate sitting at his desk. Excusing yourself, you began walking over, It was more decorated than you assumed, containing his adorable action figure favorites and small trinkets you'd given him over the years. And as you got closer you even found he had a picture of the two of you posing at a theme park you'd forced him to go to with you.
He saw you before you were closer, standing himself up as well.
"Y/n? What-What're you doing here?"
"Are we dating?"god you needed to get a filter, but you were really curious.
He sputtered at that, which admittedly made you smile, "I-uh-Who-did Garcia?-What?"
By pure instinct you grabbed his face so he had to look at you now, as he had a habit of looking down when nervous.
You asked him once more,
"Doctor Spencer Reid Are you dating me?"
You could feel him blush against your palms as he answered,
"Uhm...do you want me to be dating you?"
You don't know what had gotten into you that morning, but the next thing you did surprised both of you, pulling him closer as his hands circled your waist hesitantly and you kissed him.
It was soft at first, almost gentle in the way the both of you were nervous, but eventually he deepened it, grabbing one side of your face, the other circling your waist completely now as you arms came to rest around his shoulders.
When you both had to finally come up for air you breathed out your more than obvious response, "yes."
And while you both grinning like idiots at one another, Penelope was adamantly taking photos of the two of you for your wedding which she had already informed Spencer was to be on October 31 of next year.
You never even noticed you didn't get your coffee, knowing you were now with the Dr.Spencer Reid was enough of a pick-me-up to last you a lifetime.
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wewanttofu-kanimeboys · 9 months
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Neji x Monster!Reader
I stayed up until 11pm to ensure this was posted on Neji's birthday. So happy birthday Neji! Hope you enjoy!
Warnings: tentacles, egg impregnation, eggpreg
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“I’m home,” you called as you entered the home and took off your shoes. 
“In the Kitchen,” Neji called. You found your husband preparing dinner for the two of you. The two of you had married as soon as Neji was of age. The two of you had secretly been together for years and Neji wanted to get out of the Hyuga component. You had a quiet ceremony and moved into a home on the edge of the Nara distinct. The Hyugas weren't precisely supportive but interested in having Hyuga hybrids. The two of you convinced Hiashi to agree that any future kids would not be sealed as no one could say if the seal would be safe for a hybrid, something that was a relief to Neji. “That took longer than you were told. Was there something wrong?”
“Uh, Kind of.” You took a seat at the table. “Kids are going to be sooner than we were expecting.” 
“Okay,”  Neji sat next to you. “We didn't know when you would need to breed. It's not so surprising. Do you know how soon?” 
“Roughly two weeks, I’ve already started growing eggs,” you said. You had spent most of the day being poked, prodded, and examined along with the rest of your siblings. 
“That's not so bad. We’ll have to start getting prepared for breeding and get ready for the kids.” Neji nodded. “We should have enough time to clean the spare room.”
“Are you nervous?” you laid your head on his. 
Neji was quiet for a bit, “I'm nervous about being pregnant.”
“That's reasonable.” you smiled at him. “I feel bad for my siblings. Only a few of them are dating right now and it's really out of nowhere for them.”
“We didn't expect it to happen so soon.” Neji nodded, “They’ll have to find someone to mate.” 
“I already have you and you be a great parent for our children,” you kissed him gently. Neji was not one for public affection so you took every opportunity you had. Neji blushed and leaned into your arms. “I love you so much,”
“I love you too,” Neji smiled softly. “Let's eat,”
You got the sharp pains a week later and you knew it was only a matter of time. You curled up in your shared bed, piling as many blankets around and on you as you could, and just tried to sleep through the pain. You were woken up late by Neji
“Hey, you're sweating. Are you okay?” Neji felt your forehead. You leaned into his hand. He was very cool to the touch. 
“It's starting,” You said softly. Neji nodded and helped you into the bath. He filled the bath with cool water to cool you down. “Thanks, that's nice.”
“You should have sent me a message. I could have come home early.” Neji sighed.
“I didn't want to take you from your students. I just slept most of the day.” You melted into Neji’s hands as he washed you. 
“Don't be a fool. You should have gotten someone to watch over you.” Neji scolded you. He got you out of the bed and cuddled up in the bed. 
You smiled triedly, “Can you cuddle me?” 
“Yes, love,” Neji smiled softly. “Let me get us dinner first.”
“Alright,” you sighed.
You spent the next week in bed with Neji caring for you. The day your eggs were ready, you could really tell why you knew it was time but you did. You had woken up in the middle of the night and just watched Neji sleep next to you. You didn't want to wake him but you weren't sure you could wait till the morning. You started running your tentacles over neji’s clothes, waking him up. “Is it time?”
“Ya, sorry. I didn’t want to wake you. I couldnt help myself.” You gasped as Neji started stroking one of your tentacles. 
“Oh, I have a surprise for you.” Neji blushed. 
“What do you mean?” you asked intrigued. He pulled his clothes and revealed lingerie. You were practically salivating over him. “Wow!” 
“You like it?” Neji blushed. 
“You are absolutely devourable.” You licked your lips and your tentacles ran over Neji. “I’m going to ruin you~!”
Neji moaned as a tentacle pushed into him. You started stretching him out as you explored his chest with your mouth. He moaned under you. “You can tear them off~”
“Ya~? But you look so good in them.” You moaned. Neji gasped as you entered a second tentacle into him. You couldnt hold ytorself back anymore and tore the underwear off of him as your ovipositor tentacle latched on. 
“Oh~, kami, youre so sexy when your rough like this.” Neji moaned. “More~”
You started sucking on his neck as your opvipositor suucked harder and your tentacles thrusted harder. Neji came hard and you just kept sucking. You contiunued to  use Neji until he was a twitching overstimulated mess. The two of you fell asleep still tangled together. The next two day, you milked Neji over and over again, barely giving him a moment of rest.
“Eat up, Neji. the eggs are dropping and you need your strength.” you tried to coaxs an overstimulated and exsausted Neji into eating. You managed to get him to eat a few bites and drinking some water before letting him rest. 
“Love, is it time?” Neji mumbled.
“Not yet, get some sleep,” you laid with him and fell asleep as well. You woke up with the urge to implant your eggs. You couldnt hold yourself back as you suck your ovipositor tentacle deep in him, 
“Oh~, its time?” Neji moaned as he was open up. 
“Ya~, Kami, you're amazing. It feels so good~” you gasped as you thrusted your tentacle deep in him. “The first egg is coming~,” 
“Give them to me~,” Neji moaned. He let out a soft moan as he felt the egg probing his entrance. You stroked his cheek and kissed him softly as the egg started pushing into him. It was almost halfway in as it pressed against his prostate and sent waves of pleasure through his entire body that just got stronger as the egg continued to press against it. He came hard onto his chest as his vision went starry.
“This is so weird.” you said stroking his stomach. You could feel the egg heavy in his abdomen. He laid his hand on his abdomen and could feel the egg slightly protruding. 
“Ya, thats going to be a baby,” Neji said in wonder. You smiled at him. 
“We’re starting a family.” you stroked his stomach. The two of you took a few minutes to rest before the next egg started dropping. You dropped another 7 eggs in him, each egg ruining him more and more. When the last egg dropped, Neji was a twitching, sobbing mess underneath you. 
“Kami, i wish i could do this to you every day, youre so sexy.” you moaned as the last egg started pushing into him. Neji twitched violently as another orgasm riped through him, giving out meek moan. You watched in hunger as he rode out his last orgasm. 
Once the egg was fully implanted, you wrapped him up burrito style in a warm blaket, letting him rest. You cradle him close waiting for the eggs to fully attached. Neji had slept for a solid twelve hours before waking up. 
“How many eggs did you implant?” Neji hummed still exsausted. 
“Nine,” you smiled at him. “Want a bath?”
“As long as you wash me and dry my hair.” Neji smiled. 
“Of course,” you smiled at him and carried him to the bathroom. You sat him on the edge of the bath and started running the water. Neji stroked his protruding stomach. 
“How does it feel?” you asked.
“Weird. I wasn't expecting them to be so heavy,” He chuckled.  Once the tub was ready  you sat with Neji in the middle of your legs. He melted into you lap as the warm water helped his muscles relax. “This is great.”
“We cant stay in here too long. You still need to eat.” you started washing him. Neji let out a moan as you washed his hair.
“Thats great,” Neji moaned. You chuckled and rinsed the shampoo out of his hair. You quickly washed yourself as well and got the two of you dried of. It took you a few minutes to find Neji a shirt that would fit and got him dressed. You took your time blowdrying his hair and Neji almost fell asleep again. 
“You have to carry me to the Kitchen. My legs still feel like jelly.” Neji sighed. 
“I’ll happily carry you everywhere until you gave birth.” you smiled and scoped him up with a yelp.
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violet211221 · 1 year
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Fireworks | Bang Chan
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♡ pairing: bang chan x reader
♡ genre: stable relationship, fluff
♡ word count: 3.4k
♡ short summary: your boyfriend Chan couldn't make it to a New Year's party, but he's got a surprise for you
♡ a/n: this one shot is based on this fake text as inspiration
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"I'm so sorry, baby. I haven't finished the schedule yet." 
You look sadly at the messages that appear on your phone screen. You can practically see Chan quickly typing on his phone, huddled in a corner where no one can see him.  
"I don't know when I'll get there tonight. I'm so sorry." he writes you again.  
You look at the clock. It's 3:22pm, the last day of the year. You and Chan were supposed to go to the New Year's party of a small group of mutual friends, one of the rare occasions when you two show off as a couple. It's still early, right? You two have to be there at 7pm, there's still a chance that Chan will arrive early enough to...  
"But you can go there if you want. You don't have to miss the fun because of me. I promise I'll try to get there as soon as I can." 
Your hope is gone. Your boyfriend just subtly let you know that there was no way he was going to catch this party. And without him, there is no fun for you.  
"Y/n?"  
"I'm here, Channie. I just got out of the shower.” you type back. 
You hate to lie to him, but you don't want to make him feel bad. You knew what you were getting yourself into when you decided to go out with this man. You knew from the beginning how full is his schedule and you were never really upset when he canceled a date. The truth is that you love him so much that you always support his career.  
"Don't worry, love. I will stay at home and wait for you." 
"Are you sure about this?" comes his answer.  
"Very sure. We can have our own party."  
You think for a few moments.  
"Please don't feel guilty. I'm really not mad at all." you add quickly, before he has a chance to type anything.  
And this is the truth. You're not upset that you two don't make it to the party anymore. You are angry because you know Chan feels guilty. You know that every time he has to cancel plans with you, a small piece of his heart breaks and falls. And you would do anything to protect Chan's heart.  
 "I'm a bad boyfriend, right?" he asks you.  
That's exactly what you feared the most. Chan is the best boyfriend you've ever had. Damn, Chan is the best boyfriend anyone could ever have. He is always kind and tender with you, always dedicated to you and your needs. Yes, he often cancels dates with you, but he always makes sure to make up for it. In fact, you are extremely proud of all the work he puts in. You have never met a person as hardworking as Chan. Work makes him feel happy and fulfilled, and you can only be happy when his career blooming right in front of your eyes. 
"Don't be so hard with yourself, my love. You always try to take care of all of us. I could never consider you a bad boyfriend. You are the best lover and the most responsible person I know."  
Chan's answer comes after a minute.  
"I think I should be grateful to have you, baby. I should go now. I'll write you later. I love you."  
You type back that you love him too, then leave the phone on the table. Considering that Chan will come home late, you assume that he will be tired and hungry , so you go cook something. Like any ordinary Sunday night.  
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Your phone remains silent for several hours until, finally, your lover's name appears on the screen.  
"Put that cute dress on. I'll come pick you up in ten minutes." 
You look at the clock and notice that it's not long until 11pm.  
"But Channie, isn't it too late to go to the party?"  
"You trust me?" 
What kind of question is this? You have so much trust in him that you left your life on this man's hands. 
"Always, Bangbang."
"Then put that dress on you and wait for me. I'll be right there right now. I have a surprise 👀"
You leave him on "seen" and run to do what he asked you to do. You practically throw your clothes off on the fly and you really hear the closet door crack when you open it with a little too much force. You take the purple and shiny dress off the hanger, you put it on and then you rush to the mirror. You don't have time for a new make-up, so all you can do is touch up the simple one you had on during the day. You had just pulled your hair out of your ponytail and were running your hand through it repeatedly to give it some volume when you received another text from Chan.  
"I'll wait for you in the parking lot, right next to your car."  
You don't know why, but your heart starts beating faster. You don't waste time. You put on your shoes and coat and head to the elevator. You can't help but wonder what Chan is planning. Judging by the fact that he is waiting for you in the parking lot of the residential block where you two recently moved, it means he plans to use your car, not just use it as a landmark for you. Which can only mean that he is preparing something really special. Most of the time, you two use the safe company car.  
Because you've never been one to handle surprises well, you keep thinking about it as you make your way from the elevator to the car. But all your thoughts disappear the moment you see Chan.  
He still wears the clothes he had on during his program. His black hair is neatly combed and his bangs are up, even if a few strands fall on his forehead from the effort he put in during the day. He is so handsome and you can swear he looks like a prince. Now not only is your heart beating faster, but it has practically skipped a few beats.  
He smiles tenderly when he sees you and opens his arms to you, and you can't help but run towards him. His strong arms catch you when you throw yourself at his chest. Chan embraces your waist. He picks you up off the ground, spinning around with you a few times while you wrap your arms around his neck and giggle.  
"I missed you so much, baby." he whispers to you with his face hidden in your hair.  
He puts you down, then takes you by the hand, leading you to the passenger seat of the car. You would like to tell him that you missed him too, to kiss him and never let him go from your arms. But you don't get to do any of these things because Chan has already opened the door, signaling you to get in the car.  
"We have to hurry. We don't have much time left."  
 You listen to him without saying anything more. You get into the car, and he closes the door and runs to the driver's seat. Your lover gets into the car and starts it without saying another word, paying attention to the exit from the parking lot.  
"Where are we going?" you asked him curiously.  
"Right now it's a secret."  
"Why are you being so secretive today?" you say while practically pouting and kicking your feets on the floor of the car.  
Chan laughs at your reaction. He always manages to bring out the childish part in you. Maybe because he makes you feel so safe? You don't know, but you don't complain at all. This makes Chan laugh, and you are absolutely in love with his laugh.  
The boy looks for your hand, entwines his fingers with yours, then brings your hand to his lips. He kisses you softly, then quickly looks at you.  
"You have to wait a little longer. You'll find out right away where we're going, okay? But I promise you'll like it." he assures you.  
"So we're not going to the party." 
"You said we could have our own party." He reminds you as his eyebrow rises provocatively, a smirk playing at the corner of his full lips.  
Your stomach tightens in anticipation. The place where his lips touched your hand still burns, and you swear Chan can hear your heart beating. You two have been together for a long time, but he still has that effect on you. And something tells you that he will always have it.  
"I hate you." you tell him jokingly, while you look out the window at the city that you quickly leave behind.  
Chan's sweet laugh swells the inside of your car, along with your heart and the rest of your universe. 
"No, you don't." 
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"Watch your step." Chan warns you, while he helps you out of the car. "Wait for me, don't take a step without me."  
You are almost at the top of a mountain. Or a bigger hill. Well, you don't know exactly where you are, but it's an uphill road. And even if Chan climbed most of the way by car, it seems that you still have to cover a portion of the road on foot. A bumpy road, full of bigger and smaller stones, not suitable for your high heels. So you listen to him because the last thing you want is a broken leg and a visit to the hospital on New Year's Eve.  
Chan makes sure the car is stopped and the doors locked, then he comes to you.  
"Where we are? And what are we doing here?" you ask him again.  
You look at your boyfriend as he can his phone from his pants pocket, looking briefly at the clock display.  
"You will find out immediately. Come up." he answers you, then lifts you up in his arms easily. He starts with you up the road, cold steam coming out of his mouth. 
It really is much colder than it was in the city, but you being like this, pressed against Chan's chest and his arms around you, his warmth surrounds you immediately.  
"You're just not going to walk with me like this all the way." you say slowly.  
"Actually, that's exactly what I plan to do. There's no way I'm letting you walk alone." he tells you, looking at your shoes."
"But I'm heavy.", you complain.  
"You are light as a flake, baby girl." 
You know this is not true, but Chan's power is incredible. And even if he couldn't carry you, he still would have found a way to do it. He is simply the kind of person who sacrifices himself for others. His heart is huge, and that made you fall in love with him from the first moment you met this beautiful man. 
"The road isn't that long," he continued to reassure you. "I come here sometimes and run with one of the boys, very early in the morning, when this whole area is still deserted."  
"Changbin?" you ask knowing that he and Chan are always gym partners. 
Chan laughs.  
"Binnie is not really the type who prefers to run. I come here with Minho. Sometimes Felix joins us. It helps us clear our minds and put our thoughts in order. It's the first time I talk so much when I'm on this road." 
He laughs again, the kind of laugh he has when he remembers good times he has with his boys.  
Chan really loves his friends. You don't ask for too many details about the life he has with them outside of your relationship. Chan tells you things from his own initiative. He is almost always out with them, so you always find out about a cute thing they have together. Being here, in a place that seems important to them, feels like a very intimate moment. It feels like when Chan just gave you another little piece of himself. And this is something that always amazes you. Despite the distance that is often between you, your communication is excellent and healthy. But still you have the impression that you always find out new things about him and his little universe.  
"I think the sunrise is gorgeous from here. The last time we saw a sunrise was last summer, when we went to Australia together to visit your family."  
"We can come here together. Is it good for you?" 
You nod, looking at Chan with love in your eyes. He is always willing to fulfill your every wish.  
"But I hope you will let me know in advance. I need to equip myself properly. Tonight I didn't even have time to put on make-up, plus if I had known, I would have put on something suitable."  
"You don't need makeup." your boyfriend tells you. "Besides, I planned this in a hurry and ran off schedule." 
"You did what?"  
 "I was afraid that I would not arrive until midnight. And I didn't want to miss this with you." he explained innocently.  
"Chan..." 
 "I think we're here." he interrupts you, sitting down with your feet on the ground. He supports you, making sure that you are stable on your feet.  
"Are you ok?" 
"Yes." you answer looking around you.  
You really are at the top of a hill, surrounded by trees and small rock formations. You want to face what you think is the edge of the hill, but he quickly covers your cheeks with his big hands, forcing you to stay in place.  
"Don't come back yet. Listen to me first." he begins.  
Chan moves his hands away, and the cold attacks his cheeks. You want to tell him to touch you again because nothing in the world feels better than his touch, but you remain silent because you see him notice how his red ears from the cold get redder. His lips purse into an adorable line, and he claps his hands in tiny a few times. You try to catch his eyes, but Chan avoids it by looking at your shoes. There are clear signs that he is emotional and trying to gather courage. 
"Channie? What's going on?"  
Chan clears his voice, then holds out his hands to you, waiting for you to offer yours. It looks like a little boy getting ready to kiss his girlfriend for the first time.  
"I want to apologize for bringing you here like this. It was crazy, but I have to do this." 
"Channie, this is not..." you try to say. 
"Please, let me talk or I'll run all the way back to the studio and lock myself in there." he says, even looking like he's about to do it.  
You laugh, what he makes him laugh and relax. As you laugh, you cover your mouth with your hand, but he hurries to remove it.  
"I love your smile, so let me see it, please. In fact, you are absolutely stunning. This dress looks incredible on you and deserves to be seen on a special occasion. But I messed it up, so you didn't have the chance. So I improvised." 
Chan stops for a moment, putting his hand in one of his coat pockets. He takes out a small black box from there, which almost makes your heart stop. You look at Chan in shock, eyes wide in amazement. He chuckles.  
"It's not what it seems. At least, not yet." he explains, glancing at you to see what effect his words have on you. "But it's our anniversary in a week, so I bought you something. As you well know, I will be away on tour then, so I think this is a good time to give you this."  
He opens the box, letting you see the contents. Your eyes find the most beautiful chain you've ever seen. You reach out your shaking hands for the small box, and Chan hands it to you. You touch the pendant in the shape of the moon, amazed by its beauty. Part of it is full of black crystals, while another smaller part is covered with white crystals. You lightly touch the cold and shiny crystals with your finger in the light of the real moon. These shiny things form the phase of the moon at the time you were born.  
"You like it?" Chan asks you, and you nod your head because you feel unable to speak. "Turn it over." 
You carefully turn the pendant on the other side. On the back of it you find your and Chan's initials, the date you two decided to become a couple and the phrase "I love you to the moon and back." Tears flood your eyes, and you hurry to hide your face in his coat. His arms embrace you, clinging to him and hugging you to his chest.  
"Christopher, this is absolutely gorgeous. I don't even want to know how much money you wasted on something so beautiful." you say for tears of happiness.  
Chan's hands find your cheeks again, this time wiping away your tears with his thumbs.  
"Money spent on important people is not a waste. You are not a waste, you never will be. The money can be brought back, but what you give me is absolutely priceless." he speaks as he carefully removes the chain from the small box. He leans over you a little to put it around your neck, while you help him by holding your hair up with shaking hands.  
Chan carefully places the moon pendant at the base of the space between your breasts, then places a tender kiss on your forehead.  
"You want to know why I took this from you in the shape of the moon?" 
"Because we both love it?" you try to guess.  
"I mean, yeah. That's a reason too. But I bought this for you because... " he pauses, looking somewhere behind you.  
The area around you is flooded with color, followed by a loud sound.  
Fireworks.  
Chan smiles widely, then takes you in his arms again and turns you around, finally facing the edge of the hill. The city unfolds in front of you, together with the fireworks show that takes place in the center of the city. The sky changes colors, the night becomes day. Standing like this, with Chan giving you a back hug and with the play of light and colors in front of you, you have the impression that you and your beloved Chan exist in the world. 
"You are as stunning as these fireworks. You are the one who colors my life and every time I see you, I can't take my eyes off you. But I don't want you to be just a firework in my life." Chan unbuttons his coat, wrapping you both in it, then rests his chin on the top of your head.  
"Then what do you want me to be?"  
The fireworks show is still going on, so you basically have to shout to hear each other. But Chan seems to have another idea, for him he sticks his lips to your ear.  
"My moon. I wish you to always be as present in my life as the moon is in the sky. Never disappear, even when I'm far away and I can't see you."  
Chan's voice is low in your ear, and you're almost certain that if he didn't hold you in his arms, your knees wouldn't have been able to resist.  
However, you turn to face him, clinging to him.  
"Then you have to get ready, Bangbang. Because I'm willing to be your moon, your sun, or whatever else you want. I'm not going anywhere."  
Chan's left hand finds the back of your head. His lips stick to yours, giving you a soft, careful kiss. 
"Happy New Year, baby." he breaks the kiss for a moment, speaking the words against your lips.  
Then he kisses you again without offering to answer him. And it's perfect. Nothing could make this night better.
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nochukoo97 · 1 year
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brother’s best friend (2)
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Pairing: Jungkook x OC
Summary: Jungkook brings oc back to his shared apartment, oc’s brother finds out oc escaped from home, but oc doesnt tell them about her previous relationship, jk and oc watch a movie together
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“Y/N?” That’s the last thing you hear before your mind goes blank, jaw dropping as you notice Jungkook’s arm clad with many tattoos, and his eyebrow and lip sporting a piercing. “Y/N, what are you doing here? Wait- Have you been crying? What happened?” Jungkook bombards you with questions as he takes your hand, and your luggage and pulls you out of the alleyway, but you just follow him, still in shock at the sight before you.
“Get in,” Jungkook says as he opens the door to the passenger seat for you, watching you climb in still in a daze, before closing the door and chucking your luggage in the boot of his car.
You still remember when Jungkook first got his Mercedes, his parents had gifted him the car right before going to college and he had driven you and your brother around town with it for a whole day. That was the last time you had ever sat in his car, a little more than a year ago. You watch as Jungkook climbs into the driver’s seat, sighing before looking at your teary eyes and messed-up state.
“Wanna tell me what happened?” He softly asks, as if he was unsure how to approach your fragile state. “Had a huge fight with my parents and so I took off, but I couldn’t find any of my friends' places to crash at so I decided to sleep on the streets for a night.” You mumble as you shift your gaze downwards, not wanting to look him in the eye.
Jungkook oh-so-gently places a finger under your chin, forcing you to look back at his worried-stricken face as he uses his thumb to wipe off the tears rolling down your cheeks. “I know you probably don’t want to hear this right now, but you know something could have happened? Why didn’t you call me or even your brother?” The last time you had seen Jungkook this worried was when his mother was admitted to the hospital for food poisoning and was bedridden for a few days, so seeing the man in front of you staring into your soul with concern, made you a little shocked, you weren’t going to lie.
Perhaps it was the fact that Jungkook rarely saw you cry, as you grew up around many boys, your brother and his friends who would practically stay at your house, you learnt to “toughen up” and not show your weak side to them, the last time you had cried in front of Jungkook was probably when you had fallen down from the swings on the playground in middle school and scraped your knee pretty bad. But of course Jungkook was there to console your poor crying soul and bring you to the sick bay.
Just because Jungkook was showing massive amounts of concern and worry for you, does not mean you will open up and tell him about your breakup. No one knew about your relationship with your ex, only your best friends, Chaeyoung and Yeji. The last people you would tell would be your brother and Jungkook himself, you knew how overprotective they could be and if they had found out a boy had shattered your heart into a million little pieces, your ex would be long gone by now.
“I know, I’m sorry, I’ll call you next time,” You mumble in response as you peer up at Jungkook, who gave you a soft smile and told you to buckle up, before driving back to his shared apartment with your brother.
“Y/N?” You walk through the front door, seeing your brother, Hoseok, and five other guys, to which some you had recognised their faces, all gathered on the couch in the living room playing on the Xbox. Upon seeing your red eyes, your brother frowned, ordering you to go in the kitchen and to drink some water, before pulling Jungkook aside to question him on how he had found his sister at 11pm at night, and a million other questions Jungkook had to answer.
“It’s fine, I can take care of her, you go back to them or else they’ll be looking for you,” You overheard Jungkook saying to your brother as you drank your water. “Thanks man, just get her to sleep soon and it’ll be fine,” Hoseok said as he walked back to the couch.
After hearing their conversations, you couldn’t help but feel like a burden in this apartment, if you had maybe just been a better daughter, and just stay home and listen to your parents nagging, maybe Jungkook didn’t have to fetch you home from whatever he was doing, maybe you didn’t need to interrupt the guy’s night, and maybe you would save you parent’s some worry by not running away from home, with them having no knowledge of where their daughter had stormed off to.
But you also felt more at peace here, rather than if you had stayed at home, you could have ended up spending the whole night listening to your parents nagging and screaming at you for hours on end. But right now you just felt really guilty for troubling Jungkook who now had to take care of you like some five year old kid.
“Wanna watch a movie in my room? I still have that cooking show we used to watch when we were younger,” Jungkook chuckles as he approaches you, walking through the kitchen door. “It’s fine, I can go to bed now if you want,” You mumbled under your breath, but Jungkook still heard it, replying, “Come on, I know you aren’t one bit tired yet, it’s only 11 pm right now, plus I haven’t seen that show in ages!”
You end up agreeing, allowing Jungkook to lead you to his room, and he instructs you to sit on the bed as he searches through his downloaded shows. You look around his room, noticing some things that never changed, like his iron man figure on display next to his desk, or that Beatles poster that he had hung up in his old bedroom, and his electric guitar on display, mounted on the wall.
“Ah-Hah! Found it,” Jungkook clicked play as he turned back to face you, a boyish grin on his face as he made himself comfortable next to you on his bed, eagerly ready to watch this show with you.
You two spend the next two hours watching, or more so just you criticising how silly the show seemed now and Jungkook getting horribly offended by your remarks, but you now definitely did not regret doing what you did. Jungkook was surprisingly more comforting than before, he had made you forget all your worries and doubts, and somehow or rather, you ended up falling asleep halfway, with your head on his chest.
Noticing your still body, Jungkook carefully peers, trying to see if you had fallen asleep. Sure enough, when he had paused the show, he heard soft snores coming from your mouth, so he switched off the TV and pulled the blankets over the both of you, deciding to go to bed too.
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tunemyart · 11 months
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a/o folks, please enjoy another addition to my continuing vaguely-crackish 10-year follow up to The Wide Orbit, working title "three seasons* of elliot wondering where olivia's terrible husband is"
*it's actually going to be like a season and a half but it's a bit now
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When the door opens, he almost does a double take. “Alex Cabot,” he says, dumbly. Because it is Alex Cabot, older like the rest of them and looking completely unsurprised to see him.
“Elliot Stabler,” she returns, every bit as cocky as she’d been twenty years ago.
He bumbles his way through an I wasn’t expecting to see you, because what’s it been, Jesus, thirteen years? He can’t even remember the last time he thought about her. He assumed he’d never see her again. All the times he’d thought about Liv back in the States, it had somehow never even crossed his mind that she was back in touch with Alex Cabot, who he’d figured was still in Africa, or some even more remote place, trying to scratch whatever itch under her skin she never could seem to get to. But here she is, waiting a little less patiently for him to get his shit together.
“Sorry, that came out wrong,” he says. “How the hell have you been?”
She ducks her head and smiles, crossing her arms and leaning her hip against the doorjamb as she lets the door close most of the way behind her – that’s right, Liv’s kid is probably sleeping somewhere behind it. It’s an oddly familiar move, and when he places it he knows why – it’s Olivia he’s seen do it a million times.
“I’ve been good,” Alex says softly. “I came home from the DRC a while ago, quit prosecution. I’m doing pro bono work now in private practice.”
It’s great, it is, but all Elliot can think about is this jerkwad husband of Liv’s who apparently can’t even be bothered to be at home at 11pm with his kid while Liv’s on duty somewhere and has stuck Alex Cabot of all people on babysitting duty.
“Wow. That’s a change,” he says. “Congratulations.”
“Thank you. Liv’s stuck on a case,” Alex fills in for him when she starts to read his impatience in his body language. Her eyes on him are steady and unoffended. “She’ll probably be at the precinct until late if you need to see her tonight.”
And Alex knows this because... she doesn’t expect that Olivia’s husband will be home before Olivia? Elliot tries to give the guy the benefit of the doubt. Maybe he’s travelling. Maybe he’s got work, too. Maybe he’s in the hospital. Maybe it’s just bad timing. God knows he’d stuck Kathy with the assumption that she’d have to be the on-call parent often enough.
“You know, I think I’ll just try to catch her tomorrow,” he says with a smile to mask anything else she might get off him; and then, because it’s true, he hesitates for a minute and says, “Hey, it was really great seeing you. If you’re free, do you want to catch up sometime?”
“I’d like that,” Alex says, but her voice is guarding something. Probably her loyalty to Olivia, if they’re really close enough again these days that she’s somebody Liv calls at night to watch her kid.
“No pressure,” Elliot says in case it’s needed. “I bet we’ll be seeing each other around, anyway.”
Alex laughs at that. “Yeah,” she agrees in a tone he can’t completely read. “I’m sure we will.”
“Okay. Take care.” Elliot hesitates, but is completely honest in saying, “I’m glad you and Olivia are back in touch.”
It’s because he’s known her for so long that he’s able to spot the pause before she says smoothly, “Me, too.” Her face is completely impassive when Elliot searches it curiously. She uncrosses her arms to reach behind her and push the door open again, and there they are – double rings on her left hand, too.
Has everybody gotten married while he was gone? Ten years, he guesses; why not? But the gap between him and his past – and more to the point, between him and Olivia – feels wider and more uncrossable than ever with Alex Cabot the sudden, strange face of it here guarding her doorway.
He can’t tell if Alex has noticed him noticing when he looks back up at her. “Good night, Elliot,” is all she says.
And Elliot, who can sometimes take a hint, says, “Good night,” and leaves.
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hanisdaisys · 2 years
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When he comforts you after you had a bad nightmare .PSH.
Paring : Sunghoon!idol X NB!Reader
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You and Park Sunghoon lived together as best friends. It was no surprise when everyone thought you were dating, he flirted with you and you flirted back. At this point I don’t think your relationship had a label. Everyone can believe what ever they want on your relationship. Tonight, what you did, probably changed the relationship forever. It brought you two closer and maybe you were closer to dating then friendship. You had no choice, you would’ve liked to avoided what happened tonight….
Usually you go to sleep around 10-11pm. Sunghoon comes home a couple hours later from training and would go to bed at 3-4am. This wasn’t something new and by now you were used to it. His room was right infront of you and he wouldn’t mind you using it, but when it was bedtime it was better if you both just went back to your respective bedrooms.
Tonight, nothing was new, you went to bed around 11:30 pm and quickly fell asleep. At this time sunghoon was probably still practicing or getting a meal outside with his teammates. At 12am, you were fast asleep,cuddled into a little cocoon in your bed holding on to your favorite bear sunghoon won you from the fair last year. Sunghoon came home around 3am, tired from practice. He got himself a glass of water before quickly washing up, he quickly got into bed but couldn’t sleep. So, he pulled out a book and read it while watching a show which was long forgotten since he was so immersed into the book.
What shocked him the most is when you knocked on his door, opened it and had your stuffy and pillow in one hand. You were visibly shaking and he was already worried.
“Sunghoon….” You let out a small whisper, your voice was shaking and so were you. Sunghoon quickly got up from the bed and made you sit on his bed. “What’s wrong babe?” He asked you while soothingly rubbing your back worried on what happened. “I had a nightmare, I’m really scared right now…. I’m shaking hoon I’m scared” you almost started crying as soon as you started talking “oh no sweetie, don’t worry everything will be alright okay ?” He tried comforting you… he wasn’t the best at it but at least he was trying…
“I want to go to sleep but im scared..” you said holding on his hand… “ don’t worry hon, I’ll take care of you okay?” You nodded “come on honey, let’s get you up and tucked into your bed” you let of a nod of disapproval. “Don’t want to be alone” you said with your head low, you were embarrassed that a nightmare affected you so much. “Oh okay that’s fine, let me tuck you into my bed” he made you lay down and went to close to light, making sure to open a night lamp so the dark wouldn’t scare you much.
He layed down next to you, not sure if this was the right thing to do. “ I’m here for you okay babe ?” He said one hand of you while staring at your eyes. “You’re really the best hoon I think I’m going to start crying” you said while hugging your plushie. ”Don’t cry hon , it’s okay, let it all out” he said “I’m so scared right now… I came to you before I had a breakdown” you said to him, you truly were scared and your happy that he was there “it’s okay sweetie, it’s not real” he said patting your hair.. “ it’s felt so real and as soon as I woke up all the emotions hit me…” you held his other wrist for comfort. “You want to talk about it ?” He asked you softly.
“No it’s okay hoon… but do you mind cuddling me… only for tonight” you said. This was probably a bad idea, but you couldn’t go back to sleeping alone and you needed him here. “It’s okay honey, I’m here for you, and of course I’ll cuddle you” he said, almost offended that you were scared to ask. “I’m sorry I’m crying like crazy, I probably look pathetic…” you said worried that you might’ve ruined your image with your crush… “it’s okay honey, we will get through this together… calm down and just cuddle me” he whispered.
You both scooted closer, your plush in the middle of you, as you cuddled. You hand hugging sunghoon, firmly placed at the bottom of his spine. One of his hands placed on your waist while the other is on your head letting soothing little pats. You were glad that he quickly took you in to comfort you… you were scared and worried and he quickly came to the rescue. You don’t know what your relationship was now, but all you know is your crush for him just got 10 times bigger.
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1-800-iluvhockey · 2 years
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road game surprise - q.hughes
summary- q’s long time but (about to be public) girlfriend makes her first appearance to a game in person…… but without telling quinn! and she does it on a roadie that he knew would be a tough win. (so he thought…….)
type - fic
details- nhlquinnhughes x reader….. cute, light, and fluffy! inspired by the gif in the middle. REQUESTED by a anon who wanted a huggy fic! I hope this works for you! :-)
not my best collage but it works :)
Quinn and Y/n have been secretly dating for the past 1.5 years, and were going strong. Y/n met all of his amazing family over Christmas that year, and everyone loved his choice in girlfriends. Quinn had met Y/n’s parents the month before, and her parents loved Quinn as well. The relationship wasn’t a secret, but it was very private to the public eye, until tonight.
It was late January, and like every game, Y/n was at home watching Quinn from the screen in their living room. She had on a oversized Canucks jersey that he had let her borrow instead of the one he had made for her with a Dr. L/N on the back, because Q’s was lucky. That night when they were still in town, she contemplated why she wasn’t at the game. Why weren’t they public? Who cares what anybody thinks……. and she made a plan to finally go to one of his games, in person instead of being behind a screen. Making an elaborate plan to show up to a game, she was inspired by going to a road game instead of a home one. Y/n was from Boston and went to BU to get her undergraduate degree in Biology so she could go on to become a Dr. She met Q at a Umich vs BU game way back when and became friends with him. When she moved out to Vancouver for graduate school, is when they became back in touch and close again. He asked her out for coffee one day after clinicals, and she fell for him hard. He would send her all types of flowers, candies, and little notes to help inspire her for the boards she was studying for; especially when he was on roadies. So, when they left for a roadie in Bos (2 days early!) she made a plan to fool Huggy & surprise him at TG Arena for his 2 game roadie series against BOS………..
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“Hugs you don’t have to send me flowers every time you are on a roadie.” She would say to him on FaceTime, while doing her homework as he was in his hotel room. (She was all packed and ready to go to the airport later that night!)
“Just let me send you flowers so I can feel better about leaving you? Please.” Quinn protested against her wishes, knowing that would keep his anxiety down about leaving her all the way back in Vancouver. (He hated leaving her alone.)
“I’m sorry baby but the amount of money you are spending on flowers will blow our vacation budget soon! I worry okay, and I worry about you. I love you quinner.” Y/n said to him, as she cuddled the pillow next to her. His pillow.
“I love you too babe. I wish you were here right now…” He replied, huffing into the sea of pillows he made to replace you & how you mold right into him. (what a simp LOL, but she loved him for it)
“I know, I wish I was there too. But you need to get some sleep so you can go to morning practice tomorrow not as grumpy. The media team never catches you smiling anymore. You’re a big ol softie Quinner, show the media that sometimes okay? Goodnight huggy. I love you.” Y/n told him as they blew a kiss into the phone and hung up.
Y/n got straight to work, and finished her homework for the week and packed the rest of her stuff up…… and turned off her location so Quinn wouldn’t worry about her moving around too much. Her flight was at 11pm and it was only 9 in Vancouver. She got dressed, packed, made sure the apartment was ready to leave, and left for the airport. She made her flights and was settled in Boston at around 2 am Boston time. Her wonderful parents picked her up & she finally got to go home for the first time in a good long while.
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That next day, Quinn texted her good morning and she didn’t answer right away like normal. He wasn’t too worried or anything, but it was very unlike you. While getting his pregame coffee, he saw that you had posted on Instagram story
@y/n_l/n- a collage of my favorite treat from my hockey player & person on planet earth…… 💐🌎
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He smiled at the phone, thinking about how much Y/n meant to him. He wanted her here so badly… so he called her.
Y/n saw the caller Id of the phone call when she was out with her parents for lunch before the big game and she just thought…. “Oh shit he knows….. play it cool.”
“Hey baby! How are you? Did you get your afternoon coffee?”
“Yeah I did n/n!! I saw that you got my flowers already. I guess they came in early?”
Oh shit. She should have waited, she thought. Now she has to think of something, quick. “Yeah babe! they came by and dropped them off a little earlier than normal.”
“Okay…… I just called to say that I love you and that there is Reese’s ice cream in the freezer for the W tonight!”
She could see the smile form on his face when he said that. he bought her favorite. He always bought her Reese’s ice cream because of their 3rd date, which was at an ice cream parlor on a pier in Vancouver.
“Alright baby, I’ll be waiting for the W at home, with my ice cream. I love you and good luck tonight. I’ll talk to you soon.”
“Bye baby. Talk to you soon.” and then he hung up the phone as she whispered……. “See you sooner than you know.”
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Friday nights at TD Garden felt like home to Y/n. It had been too long since she had watched a home game for the Bruins, or even a hockey game in person. Granted, she was wearing Q’s lucky jersey, along with some black jeans and white shoes to compliment it. But underneath, she was wearing her dad’s favorite bruins shirt. She was excited to talk to some of her childhood friends in Bos at the game, along with some of her dad’s old players who had been retired for at least 15 ish years. Her dad used to be the GM for the Bruins, meaning she had literally grew up in that arena. She never felt like an outsider, even being gone for so long, or wearing a different jersey.
She sat in the box, but her friends decided to go down to center ice to meet some of their boyfriends and friends. She was closest with Charlie McAvoy’s girlfriend, he was a close friend. When they got there, she decided to take off her Van jersey so Q couldn’t spot her. Wearing one of Charlie’s old hats (along with her dads shirt), they made their way to Center. Talking along with Charlie and everyone made her eyes shift to Q, across the arena. He wasn’t super enthusiastic (yet) and had a straight look on his face. When he heard that some special people in the building from the announcer, his head perked up. The announcer continued by saying “Former GM Robert L/n is in the building!!! along with his family tonight!—-“ and went on to name a few more retired players names with it. Quinn started warming up with more enthusiasm, knowing his future in laws were in the arena.
Y/n looked on from afar, watching her man warm up. She was happy for him, and loved seeing him in his element, in person. She hopes that when she sees him later tonight that he won’t be mad. But she knows that he probably won’t be. Leaving center ice, she goes back up to the box, changing into the Hughes gear again, and watching the first period. Quinn was on fire. He scored the first goal of the night and was beaming, and his celly was to the nearest camera, like always (since I was always behind the tv, he would make sure that the celly was always to her). Quinn knew what he was doing, and as he kept doing it, Van would win the game.
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The first two periods were just on fire, Quinn was on hatty watch, and Van was up 4-1 against BOS by the beginning of the third. Y/n was just so proud of him and how he was playing. The fact that it was in her hometown, with her family watching made this night even more.
7:37 into the third period is when Q got his first hatty. He was jumping for joy on the ice, cellying his heart out and pointing to every camera he found. What he didn’t know however, is that when he looked up to the Jumbotron, he not only saw his hatty, but some of he fans reactions……. and he saw his girl, in the box, wearing his jersey as she was celebrating with her family. He almost started to cry right then and there. She was so happy for him, and the fact that it not only surprised him that she was here, but how she was being so supportive, made him even more happy.
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Vancouver won against Boston 5-2 that night, and Y/n couldn’t be more happy for Van to win, even if her hometown team lost. Finding her way to the locker room entrance, she found the door to the visitors side, and headed to wait for Q. She was very nervous as she waited outside the door, as Q’s teammates headed out one by one, making small talk with her until he came out.
Brock joked that “she” was here in the locker room, but Quinn didn’t know where, until he walked out looking for her and heard her say “You���re something different, Hughes. That’s why I love you.”
Hearing her voice made his heart beat faster and his legs run toward her as fast as he could. He was so in love with her.
“Y/N/N!! I DID IT BABY!!” He yelled happily as he tackled her into a giant bear hug.
“I know— I’m just so—- proud of you” She tried to tell him through the happy tears. They let go out of their hug and start to talk and make their way into the locker room so Q could get his gear.
“I’m so glad you are here. I’m so excited you got to see this in person!! Your family—- oh my gosh I have to meet your family again!! and why didn’t you tell me you were coming?” Quinn told her as he grabbed his gear and they walked out the door.
“Well, I wanted it to be a surprise…… & you’ll have some time to talk and meet the fam tomorrow babe, for lunch! Let’s go celebrate with some ice cream and I’ll take you back to your boys okay? Is that okay?” She asked him blushing as he intertwined their fingers.
“I would want nothing more than to get some Reese’s icecream and celebrate my hatty with the girl of my dreams, the best girlfriend I could ask for.” He told her as he kissed her cheek.
“You do realize that we might have to go public soon?” She asked him as they walked out the door.
“Oh the media and my brothers are going to flip tomorrow” He laughed as he imagined the chaos.
“TOMORROW?!” Y/n asked excitedly as he nodded a yes. He was ready after tonight to show off his girlfriend, because he knew (from the start, but extra today) that he was going to make this girl his wife, soon enough……..
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tmblrcolouredpaper · 10 months
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Adorable, but mainly ridiculous 1
Choi Beomgyu/ Reader
Friends to lovers; Best Friends; Mutual Pining; Fluff and Bad Jokes; Cuddles, Kisses and Confession
tw: a scene with aggressive drunk people
wc: 9662 (Chapter 1 & 2 in total)
Gyu🐻🤡: On a scale from 1-10, how adorable do you find me?
You: You’re ridiculous.
Gyu🐻🤡: Yes, you already said so, but also adorable. Gyu🐻🤡: I need it more specific now. 
You: Why?
Gyu🐻🤡: Don’t laugh Gyu🐻🤡: Writing some lyrics for the second melody 
You: And you wanna include how adorable I find you on a SCALE?
Gyu🐻🤡: You know, you could just say 'Oh, how romantic, he’s writing a song about me'
You: You write a song about how adorable you are… You: Yes, really ROMANTIC
Gyu🐻🤡: … Gyu🐻🤡: That’s only one fucking line! You don’t have the context!!! Gyu🐻🤡: Come on :(
You: 2
Gyu🐻🤡: You always need 2 in your life, huh? Gyu🐻🤡: Good that my guitar and I are always ready to be your partners in a threesome ;)
You: YOU You: ARE You: RIDICULOUS 
Gyu🐻🤡: But you love me, hehe :D
You: I should have listened to you when you warned me to not fall for you, now I’m stuck
Gyu🐻🤡: Mean!
You: :*
‘Damn it!’
The train was too late. There was no chance of getting home before 11pm now. 
You took out your phone and dialed Beomgyu’s number. However he did not pick up.
Probably still at practice, you thought. 
Annoyed you walked around the train station to find a bench that was still empty. 
Bad luck must have conquered your path today, because every seat was taken and people did not bother to put their backs down to create some space. 
How considerate, you sarcastically huffed internally.
You quickly made your way to a corner where you could wait in peace, away from the crowd. 
The day was hot and the usual already unpleasant smell of the city met the sweaty masses of people. Therefore you welcomed the colder air that the vanishing sun initiated. 
Slowly but surely the train station emptied and you finally sat down, exhaling in relief. 
Your phone screen lit up and showed a message from your best friend. 
Gyu🐻🤡: Just finished practice. What’s up?
You: Train got delayed, I’m stuck for 2 more hours, pkm 
Gyu🐻🤡: pkm?
You: PLEASE. KILL. ME.
Gyu🐻🤡: Ah. No need to be so dramatic.
You: When not now when then?
You: This sucks. I just want to be home now :(
Gyu🐻🤡: I’ll pick you up. 
You: No need, thx. 
Gyu🐻🤡: Why did you call me in the first place then?
You: Cuz I’m bored when I have to wait for so long. I just wanted to hear this sweet sweet voice of yours ;)
Gyu🐻🤡: I’ll be there in 30.
Gyu🐻🤡: No whining that I don’T need to come!☝️
He stood by his words and went up to you half an hour later. 
‘You didn’t have to.’, you said tiredly. 
‘Give me your bag.’, he simply said and extended his arm to reach for your bag back. 
‘Thank you.’
He walked you to his car and started the engine. Soft music started playing and the street lights passed by your window. Your eyes got heavy and you fell asleep.
*
‘Hey. Get up.’, a voice sounded close to you, while your body was shaken. 
‘What?‘
‘Get up. We’re home.’
He loosened your seatbelt and helped you out of the car. Just when you wanted to take some steps, you stumbled, but he was quick to catch you. 
‘Sorry.‘, you mumbled. 
He was already carrying your bag, but he still circled his arm around your shoulders and pulled you closer to give you stability while walking.
‘Long day?’, he asked. 
‘Yep. Thanks for picking me up. I really appreciate it.’
‘Hmm.‘
You arrived the door and he handed you your back. 
‘Get enough sleep.’, he advised and turned around to go back to the car without any other word. 
*
You: Thanks again for picking me up. Imma pay you back. Next meal on me?
Gyu🐻🤡: No prob. Yess! Free food! 
You: What should I order for you?
Gyu🐻🤡: No order. I have time this evening, let’s go out together!
Gyu🐻🤡: If you want to :)
You: I have to get a lot of work done, but I’ll try my best to be free this evening :) 
Gyu🐻🤡: Better hurry, I’m hungry! 
You: I’m speed 🐆
*
‘Hey Speedy!’, he greeted, already waiting in the small restaurant.
‘Speedy? Could you like NOT come up with a new silly nickname every time we meet?‘
‘Sure, Silly.’
You glared at him, but being angry at him was simply impossible when he was smiling like this. 
‘So, what you wanna eat?’
‘I already ordered.‘, he answered.
‘You could have waited for me.’, you exclaimed.
People busied themselves and the sound of plates and glasses that got carried around, placed on tables or picked op to be brought to the kitchen was audible. 
‘You always order the same every time anyway.’, he explained plainly and took a sip from his drink that was already standing in front of him when you arrived. 
’Maybe I wanted to try something new today.’
He crocked is head to the side and gave a look that said ‘yeah sure’. 
‘And Odi can fly.’
‘Okay, okay. Thank you.‘
‘See? Is it so difficult to just thank me.’
‘No. I guess it isn’t.’
A glass of water got placed in front of you and the waiter excused that the food still needed some time, but since both of you did not have to be anywhere else soon, you were not bothered.
‘How was practice yesterday? I was kinda too knocked out to ask you.’
‘Wow. And I hoped I was saved from your smalltalk for once.’
‘Hey! Asking about your day is not smalltalk.‘
‘Practice was fine.’
Silence.
‘That’s it? Fine?’, you questioned. 
‘Yep.‘, he said and took another sip from his drink, proceeding to inspect the bottle as if it was the most interesting object he has ever seen. 
‘You don’t have to tell me. It’s okay.’, you said, unable to hide your sadness about the fact that he seemed to be hiding something from you.
‘It just wasn’t a good day and I was actually really happy to get out of there and spend time with you.’, he spoke, looking away from his bottle.
‘Well, then I hope my sleeping figure was a good company.’, you laughed, but added:’You can always tell me if something is bothering you. You can let it out from time to time. No need to always play the jokester, you know.’
‘Oh? Serious mode on?’
‘Yes. Just for this split second if you don’t want more.‘
‘I don’t want more right now.’, he said and focused on the drink again. 
‘Okay. Hey, there!’, you made him look up. ’Your free meal.’, you smiled and he proceeded to smile as well. 
*
Gyu🐻🤡: Thanks for the dinner again :)
You: No need to thank me. It was my thank you to YOU for picking me up in the middle of the night. 
Gyu🐻🤡: It was just 9:30. besides I already said I was happy that I got to see you.
You: Rephrasing from ‘spending time with me’ to ‘Seeing me’? So, me sleeping is not that good of an entertaining company?
Gyu🐻🤡: Actually
Gyu🐻🤡: It is. 
You: I look funny when I’m asleep, huh? Thank you for not waking me up with with your laughters then, haha.
Gyu🐻🤡: Haha…
Gyu🐻🤡: you’re welcome
Gyu🐻🤡: anyway
Gyu🐻🤡: Do you want to come over tomorrow? I wanna beat you in some games :D
You: Don’t you have to work?
Gyu🐻🤡: Nope, I’m free :)
You: Then I of course would love to! :D
Gyu🐻🤡: Great! I have your favorite snacks here ;)
You: I already agreed. No need for convincing me, hehe
Gyu🐻🤡: Hehe, true, true. Well, then sleep tight and I’m gonna see you tomorrow at 8? 
You: Sounds perfect! Sleep well 🌙
You: We’re seeing each other 3 evenings in a row then. Make sure to not fall in love with me, haha XD
He did not text anything back that evening.
*
‘Hi.‘, he greeted you with a big grin. 
‘No silly nickname? I must have given you not usable content.’
‘You want one?’, he asked while he let you in and closed the door behind you. 
He followed you and waited for you to take off your shoes, leaning against the wall, his hand place on his chin to emphasize that he was in deep thoughts. 
‘How about sugar mommy? All the free meals I get from you, hmmm, such a great sugar mommy.‘ 
‘Oh, shut up!’
You both walked giggling to his room. 
*
‘I actually hate playing games.’, you confessed when Beomgyu stuffed one of the controller in your hand. 
He abruptly turned his head towards you and gave you a look that showed a mixture of disbelief and disgust. 
‘Why did you play with me so many times if you hate it?’
‘Because you’re funny when you’re that invested in something that I find ridiculous‘
‘Ridiculous? Are you just here to make fun of me or what?’, he said with a fake pout. 
‘No. I also find you adorable when you’re incredibly happy about winning a game and since I’m really bad in them, you can win easily.’
‘Adorable, huh?‘, he said raising his eyebrows knowingly. 
‘Ridiculous, I find you mainly ridiculous.’, you corrected. 
‘Sure.‘, he stretched the word. ‘You find me adorable, you just said so.’
You rolled your eyes and began watching him playing by himself, not interested who happened on the screen, but purely happy with the situation. 
After some time your eyelids became heavy again and you felt overwhelmed by the tiredness that accumulated over the week. 
‘It's no fun when I can’t hear you whining over losing.’, he suddenly said out loud, turning around to find you laying almost asleep. 
‘Oh, sorry.’, he whispered and put the controller down to be able to rob over to you.
He laid down next to you and placed his head on the same level of yours, two pairs of eyes meeting each other in an instant when your lids flutter open to see what he was doing. 
‘Long week?’, he questioned and when you nodded, he immediately wrapped his arm around you and caress the back of your head softly. 
‘Wanna stay here this night? I’ll make you the best breakfast ever.‘
‘You just want to make sure to get another free meal when I’m gonna thank you for letting me get some rest here.’, you mumbled, but still articulated coherently. 
‘Damn right. You have good predictions. Maybe you should consider becoming a fortune teller.‘
‘Maybe.‘, you yawned.
‘Now just sleep. I’ll fight the monsters under the bed when they try to bother you.‘
‘Thank you.’, you whispered and he kept caressing your head, not saying another word, so that you could fall asleep peacefully. 
*
The bedsheets kept rustling and you woke up due to the constant shifting of the body next to you. 
‘Gyuu.‘, you groaned and tried to reach him to make him stop moving around by putting your hand on his shoulder. He did not stop, but he eventually woke up. 
His eyes fluttered open and he sat up abruptly what caused you to wake up completely. 
‘Sorry.‘, he he mumbled and got up to leave the room. 
You waited for him to return, sensing that something was off. If you were honest he seemed off the whole week already.
The room was dark and the curtains not closed properly so that the light of the passing by cars could be seen on the wall here and there. 
It was a calm night, no rain, no strong wind. 
Beomgyu entered the room quietly and closed the door behind him, went to the bed and laid down with the back facing you. 
‘You alright?‘, you whispered, looking over his shoulder in an attempt to see his face, but it was hidden in the fluffy pillow that his head was resting on. 
‘Yes.‘, he whispered almost inaudible. 
You did not believe him, but you also did not want to keep him awake unnecessarily.
Therefore you simply grabbed the thin blanket and pulled it over his shoulders, tucking him in carefully. 
Once you laid down yourself again the weight on the mattress shifted unexpectedly again and suddenly your best friend was really close to you, his hands taking a hold onto your shirt, head nuzzling under your chin. 
‘Can we stay like this?’, he asked with a shaky voice that broke your heart. 
Now it was your turn to pat his head and play with his shoulder long hair in way that you knew would calm him. 
‘Of course.’
‘Thank you.’
*
Gyu🐻🤡: You up?
‘Why are you texting me? I’m right next to you!’
‘Not so loud. The others.’, he whispered. 
‘Is that why you’re texting?’, you said annoyed.
‘You turned around, I couldn’t see if you’re awake.’
At one point you had to get into a new position. You enjoyed having him so close to you, but your arms got numb and started to hurt right after the feeling returned to your limbs. You however could not fall asleep, too worried he might wake up again needing someone to be available to calm him down immediately. 
‘I’m awake. What’s up?’, you said and faced him, your head resting on your arm. 
‘Can we switch serious mode on for some time?’
‘Switched on,’, you said with a motion that imitated flicking a light switch.
He exhaled heavily as if he tried to ready himself.
‘This wasn’t’ a good week for me.’
‘I already thought so. What happened?’
‘Work’s not working. I’m not working well enough. I don’t know. Kinda don’t get the stuff done properly, so they cut my lines and sent me home earlier.’
You looked at him not knowing what to say. He was frustrated with himself and you could not just make that feeling go away as much as you liked to be able to.
He continued: ’I know I like what I’m doing, but at the moment I kinda feel stuck and that they limit my parts in the project isn’t helping. They said they give me more space to get inspiration and motivation again, but I feels like a waste of time.’
‘Hmm. You want me to just listen or tell you what my thoughts are?’
‘Your thoughts, please.’
‘First of all, they’re idiots for cutting your lines.’
He giggled and exclaimed: ’I asked for serious mode.’
‘I am serious.’, you whispered, pushing some hair out of his face.
‘Second of all, if you feel stuck maybe then you should distance yourself from the project. It doesn’t mean that you’re not doing a good job, it’s just that this particular piece is just not right for you in this moment. You can still work in a way that works well for you outside of the company building. If you want to of course’
‘I don’t know. My thoughts constantly circle around the same thing: How can I sing better? How can I deliver the lines better? Even out of work.’
‘Well, you’re in work mode. It needs some time to deactivate, but as I said-  if you don’t want to, you don’t have to deactivate it. Just switch it up in a way that’s fun to you.’
‘For example?’
‘Play some guitar, just how you like it. Sing just how you like, rap, I don’t know. Just do what you feel like.’
‘Hmmm. It’s actually been a while since I’ve just sat down with the guitar. I honestly miss it.‘
‘Hmm.‘
‘Sorry. You’re tired. I should have waited till morning.’
‘No, it’s fine. I couldn’t sleep anyway.’
‘Thank you. I think that was enough serious mode.’
‘Okay. Then I can now tell you my various plans on how to let those people suffer who dare to not let you sing. Did they even hear your voice?’
He laughed. 
‘They did. It’s not special.’
‘I love your singing.’, you said and yawned.
‘And I love- love your incapability of resisting me. After all you find me adorable. Be careful to not fall in love with me.’
‘Shut up. Can we just go back to sleep?’
‘Of course.’, he whispered and threw his arm over you. 
However he did not close his eyes like you did. He watched you until your breath got slower and steady and smiled, carefully caressing your cheeks. 
‘You’re so beautiful, but your stupid ass thinks I’m laughing at you when you’re sleeping next to me, huh?’
*
You: Hey glue!
Gyu🐻🤡: Glue? Typo and you mean gyu?
You: Nope
You: It’s referring to you being stuck. 
You: Don’t make me explain my jokes! 
Gyu🐻🤡: Maybe you should come up with better ones then
You: Rude!
You: Anyways, how’s the guitar doing?
Gyu🐻🤡: You text me to ask about my guitar?
You: Yes. Apparently I am just using our friendship to get close to mr. guitar 
Gyu🐻🤡: i don’t think you stand a chance. Guitar and I are very close and not up for a threesome
You: This escalated quickly
You: So you’re playing?
Gyu🐻🤡: Yes, already got some good melodies together
Gyu🐻🤡: Wanna hear them?
You: YES! Send audios!
Gyu🐻🤡: I could
Gyu🐻🤡: Or we could meet in the park and I give you a mini concert
You: To rockstar glue, I can’t say nue
Gyu🐻🤡: …
Gyu🐻🤡: please stop
You: Are you quitting giving me silly nicknames then?
Gyu🐻🤡: Yes, I will
You: good
Gyu🐻🤡: park at 7?
You: sounds perfect
*
‘So, what do you think?’
‘I like the second one the most, but all are beautiful.’
‘The second one? I expected you to like the third one best.’, he said and pulled some guitar strings. 
‘Why?’
‘Just a feeling. Guess I was wrong.’
‘I like all, third one included.’, you clarified.
‘But you don’t think it’s the best.’, he stated.
‘Who cares what I think? They’re all beautiful and you came up with them, so it just can be good.’
He looked up and held eye contact.
‘I care. I made the third one thinking of what you might like, but I was wrong.’
‘I like it though!’
‘Hmmm.‘, he looked down again.
‘You know me better than I know myself, maybe I’m just wrong here?’
‘Wrong with your opinion?‘
‘Yep. You could teach me, maybe I see it then.‘, you suggested with a smile. 
Suddenly he looked up, surprise written on his face, but he quickly recovered from his shock and scooted over to you, handing you the guitar. 
‘You remember the basics?’, he asked circling his arms around you to place your hands on the right spots on the guitar. 
‘Hmm.‘, you hummed while your fingers were placed on the guitar strings. 
‘Why are yo shaking?’, he asked with a smirk, leaning in close to your ear what caused you to stiffen. 
‘I’m not.’, you declined and cleared your throat, trying to concentrate on the instrument again.
‘Sure, sure.’, he agreed sarcastically and moved your hands to create some tones.
‘Here.‘, he said, demonstrating how to play the melody slowly. 
After some messed up tries of recreating the melody you dropped your hand and leaned back against Beomgyu in frustration.
‘You were right for not adding me as a partner for a threesome, Mr. Guitar and you are better off without me here.’
He threw his head back and laughed ecstatically.
‘You did well. You just need to keep practicing and you’ll soon get the hang of it.’
‘No thanks. I rather hear you playing anyways.’
‘Your lazy ass needs some determination.’, he observed and put the guitar from your lap to the ground next to you to have space for giving you a proper hug. 
He rested his head on your shoulder and you both sat there in silence for some time. 
As if you just then realized how close you actually were you suddenly leaned away to get up.
‘I should go. It’s getting late and I have work tomorrow morning.‘
‘Yep.‘, Beomgyu plainly said and collected the blanket, snacks and his guitar from the ground and you helped him to stuff everything in his bag pack. 
You made your way back and once arrived at the train station he reminded you to text him once you were home and waved a quick ‘goodbye' once you had a seat inside of the train.
*
Gyu🐻🤡: You home?
No answer. 
Maybe the train was defect and she’s waiting for the next., he thought. 
He looked up the train connections, but according to the internet there was no delay. 
So, he decided on calling you. 
‘Beomgyu?‘
Your voice sounded weird and worry flooded his body.
‘You didn’t respond my message. Just wanna check if you’re fine.’
The sound of glass splintering was audible from your side of the connection and Beomgyu panicked. 
‘What’s going on? Where are you? Are you alright?’
He heard your fast steps and your breathing, the background noised seemed to be further away soon. 
‘Gosh. Train stations hate me.’, he heard you saying after some second.
‘The fuck is going on?’
‘We had to leave train, because they needed to do something in there, I don’t know. But those drunk dudes that were waiting at the other rail were being annoying and thought it was funny to bother me.’
He readied himself to get to you while he listened to you talking. Anger built up inside of him when you mentioned those assholes and he was ready to punch them. 
‘Are you okay? Are you away from them now? I’m on my way.‘
‘Yes, yes. I’m close by the restaurant area.’
‘Good. There are people, wait there for me.’
‘The train left. I missed the train again. Fuck, I hate this.’, you blabbered, but your voice was slightly shaking. Beomgyu recognized this. 
‘I know, I know. I’m on my way. I-’, then the phone connection was cut off.
He quickly texted you. 
Gyu🐻🤡: I’ll be there in 45. Stay at the restaurant area!!!
Different from some days ago when he picked you up, he had to drive a bit longer since his dorm was further away than the company building. He just hoped that you were safe once you were surrounded by more people. 
Train stations were dangerous places, especially when it got dark. 
*
He found you immediately. You were sitting on a bench away from the crowd of people who enjoyed the evening while eating out, but still close enough to be able to reach them if those drunk guys decided on coming back to you. 
Once you saw him you stood up and walked towards him.
With no hesitation he pulled you into a hug and hid you away from the world that bothered you this evening. 
‘Did they do anything to you?’, he whispered trying to stay calm.
‘No. When I walked away they threw a bottle after me, but-’
He pulled away, gaining some distance to be able to get a proper look at you. 
‘It didn’t hit me, just the ground.’
He nodded. He was so angry and scared, but he did not want to freak out, so that you had a chance to calm down. 
‘Let’s go home.’, he spoke and held you close while walking to the car. 
*
‘Beomgyu?‘
‘Hmm.‘, he hummed while he inserted the key.
‘I- Can you stay over tonight?’
‘Sure.‘
‘Really?‘
‘Rellay.’, he assured, starting the engine and driving to your apartment. 
*
‘Take a shower. I make you something to eat.’
‘I’m not hungry.’
‘Okay.‘
He was not sure what he should do. He wanted to beat those guys up so badly, but he was aware that this would not make you feel better. To be honest he was happy that you asked him to keep you company. On the other side he did not like the circumstance at all. 
When you were done with showering and stepped into the room wearing shorts, an oversized shirt and still having wet hair, he was in awe. He knew you were oblivious towards the impact your sheer appearance had on him, however he was convinced that it started to become obvious even to you.
‘You good?’, you questioned when he just stared at you, mouth slightly open. 
‘Y- Yes. Ahem. Let me braid your hair, hm?’
‘You can braid?’, you laughed and plopped down on the bed next to him. 
‘Yes.‘, he said while arranging his sitting position behind you.
‘Since I started to have longer hair I had a good opportunity to practice.’
Carefully he brushed your hair with his fingers and pushed it back over your shoulders towards him, transitioning to slowly separating strains to start braiding. 
She must enjoy it, the way she’s leaning back, he smiled to himself and poked your back.
‘Hey, sit up straight! Otherwise I can’t do your hair.’
‘Okay…’, you groaned.
After a few more minutes he was done. 
‘Thank you.’, you sang and turned around to face him. 
‘Can I hug you?‘, he asked out of the blue.
You leaned in and threw your arms around him, but to your surprise it was no quick hug, no, he pulled you closer so that you were almost seated on his crossed legs. 
‘Why though?‘, you asked.
‘Can’t I hug my friend?’, he whispered.
‘You can. I’m just surprised.’, you explained.
He strengthened his grip around you and asked: ’Can you please sit here?’
Clumsily you climbed onto his lap, accidentally hitting his head.
‘Sorry.‘, you said worried and caressed the spot that you hit. 
Softly he led your hand down by holding it with his own, his thumb caressing your palm.
‘It’s fine.‘, he whispered, looking you deep in the eyes before he engulfed you in his embrace again. 
‘I was worried when you didn’t text and then… your voice sounded so different and then there was this sound of shattering glass and you running and, and… Oh my god, you’re alright, aren’t you? I swear if those idiots did anything to you I-’
‘I’m fine. I really am… now.’, you interrupted him. 
‘Not gonna lie, I was really really scared. I already don’t like waiting for the train in the dark, because there are always some unpredictable drunk people, but normally I manage to not run into them. I don’t know, but they were pretty aggressive today.’, your voice began to shake at the last sentence and Beomgyu felt your body tensing up in the memory of this evening’s confrontation. 
He patted your head and assured you:’It’s over. You’re safe now.’
Your sniffles caused him to pull away in an instant to hold your face in both his hands and wipe away the tears with his thumbs. Nevertheless he could not take having even this little amount of distance between you, so he pulled your body back and let your head nuzzle into his chest without saying a word. 
Once you calmed down and your crying stopped he pushed himself to the edge of the bed and got up to leave the room just to return a moment later with some tissues and a glass of water that he handed you right away. 
‘Look at me.’, he whispered lifting your head gently with two fingers. 
Carefully he let the fabric soak up the salty water around your eyes and gave your scalp a little massage with the other hand. Squatting down in front of you to be on your level allowed him to observe you from up close. This caused him not only to glance at your lips that seemed to be like magnets for his eyes, but also allowed him to see the goosebumps creeping over your skin and he stood up, turned around and grabbed the nearest sweater that he could find to hand it over to you. 
‘Here.‘
‘I’m not cold.’
‘Oh, I thought you were freezing.‘
‘I’m not, but thanks.’
‘Ahm, okay.‘, he said awkwardly, ripped out of his trance that captured him when he was up close to you. He busied himself with throwing away the used tissues and refilling the glass in case you needed some water later. 
‘Gyu?‘
‘Huh?‘, he realized he was standing in the middle of the room spacing out.
‘Thank you.’
He flipped his hand in a ‘It’s-nothing’ gesture and made his way to your bed to plop down onto the mattress.
You laid down next to him.
‘No joke about how ugly I look when I’m crying?’
‘Fuck!‘, he sat up.
‘Please, I can’t do this anymore! You look fucking beautiful when you’re sleeping, when you’re crying, when you just sit there failing on playing guitar, when you enter a restaurant, you always are so beautiful. And those idiots, I swear, I fucking swear, I’m gonna beat them up when I see them there again. No one is allowed to make you cry, no one is allowed to scare you like that. You’re gonna tell me when you’re waiting for the train in the future. I make sure you get home safely. You’re gonna call me the second you feel even slightly anxious out there or wherever-‚
‘Gyu-‘
‘No! You need to promise me this. You’re going to contact me the millisecond you need someone to talk to you. You contact me if you need me to stay over or if you want to stay over at my place or whatever- I-’
‘Gyuuu!’
‘I want you to stop making fun of yourself or expect that I make fun of you like this. I don’t pick you up to have someone to laugh about and I don’t want to spend time with you, because I want to laugh about you. I want to laugh with you and hear your laugh and see you happy and-…’, he stopped his outburst with teary eyes, realizing what he was about to confess. 
‚Beomgyu...‘
You open your arms and now it was on him to snuggle into you embrace. 
‘I just like you a lot, you know…’, he whispered, scared of your reaction and disappointed that he could only express himself with such an underestimation. 
He felt your head on his and your arms tighten around him.
‘I don’t know when exactly serious mode got switched on, but I really, really, really like you too, a lot.’
He enjoyed this moment for a few more seconds trapped between your body and your arms, but then he pulled away, proceeding to place his hands on your shoulders. 
‘So you were really not freezing, huh?’
‘Nope.‘, you laughed and blushed. 
‘And you you really do find me adorable.’
‘And ridiculous, don’t forget the ridiculous part here, if you’re already stating the obvious.’
‘Mean!‘, he fake pouted for a second until he began to smile.
Ridiculously in love with you, like the biggest fool ever, he thought. 
‘Good that you reminded me of that.’, he beamed and let his body hit the mattress energetically and opened his arms signaling you to lay on top of him. 
*
He did not know how long you stayed in this position. The way your weight felt on top of him was just perfect and he got to caress your head, your face, your shoulders, your back, your arms and he got to play with your hands, your fingers as well as feeling them in his hair, on his face, caressing him too. It literally felt like time stopped. 
‘Don’t go to work tomorrow. Call in sick. Take a day to rest.’, he begged without expecting you to agree. However that was exactly what you did. 
‘Okay. Give me my phone, it’s on the shelf there.’
‘Didn’t think that would be so easy… Here.’, he handed it over and you quickly wrote an email explaining what happened at the train station and that you needed a day off. 
‘Is it that easy to skip work?’, he asked while lazily dragging his hands over your upper back. 
‘Yes, they’re pretty chill.’, you mumbled. 
‘What time is it?’, he asked sleepily. 
’One.‘
‘Hmm. Wanna sleep?’
‘Yes.‘, you said and yawned. 
‘What you’re doing?’, Beomgyu asked surprised.
‘Giving you space to sleep?‘
He reached out to you, turning on his side and dragged you close again.
'No. Don’t need space, don’t want space. Want you close.’
He lifted his head and looked down on you. 
‘If you want that too. We don’t have to. I-’
You tapped his head to make him lay down properly again and once he did you snuggled into him, holding him by his waist. 
He understood and could not supress his smile, throwing one leg over you and collected the fabric of your big shirt until it hugged your body as if it would be your size. 
‘Good night.‘, you whispered and he answered: ’If you snore I adorably kick you off the bed.’
‘It’s my bed. You’re ridiculous and I DON’T snore.’
‘Tell that your blocked nose.’
‘I will just use your shirt then.‘
‘Don’t you dare!‘, he giggled, ’It’s fine, your snoring is kind of relaxing.’
‘Please just shut up and let me sleep.’
'Only because you said please.’
He waited for you to fall asleep. He looked at you and even though he told you that he liked you a lot and you told him you felt the same, he did not feel like much changed. Nothing really changed and he kind of liked exactly that very much. 
*
‘God! Why you have alarm activated?’, he groaned and searched for your phone.
‘Where is your fucking phone?’
‘What?‘, you asked half asleep, legs intertwined with his and trapped half on top of his body.
‘Got it!.’, he exclaimed in victory, deactivated the alarm, throw the phone somewhere on the other end of the bed and relaxed on the mattress again, laying on his back with arms and legs taking up the whole surface. 
The blanket was lazily hanging over only one of his legs while the rest was wrapped around your figure. He did not care since you radiated enough warmth for him to be comfortable.
‘Great. Now I’m fully awake.’, he stated annoyed. 
‘Sorry. Forgot to turn it off.’
‘I kind of heard that.’
‘Sorryyy.‘, you whined and nuzzled your face into his shirt. 
He enjoyed this moment way too much, he thought. He loved feeling you close, especially in the morning. It was too cheesy to tell you again how much he liked you and he did not want to be so serious, but he was seriously in love with you and even though he did not directly deny it he did not confess it to himself let alone to you completely either. 
‘We could kiss. If you can’t sleep anyway.‘, he heard you suggesting and thought he was dreaming, so he slapped himself in the face. 
In shock you sat up and starred at him. 
‘What the fuck was that for?’
‘This is a dangerous dream. I need to wake up or I go completely delulu.’
‘Excuse me, what?’
Now he sat up as well, facing you.
‘You can’t just boldly suggest that we kiss!’
Shock was written all over his face.
Dramatically you sank down onto the bed again and exhaled audibly.
‘Well, then I must have hallucinated you starring at my lips that often yesterday.’
‘I- I- I did not?‘ 
You pointed at him. ‘Liar!‘
He blinked a few times and decided if you could play this game he could do so more that ever. 
So, he shifted his weight onto his arms that he placed left and right from you to hover right above you. The way you opened your eyes a bit more than the usually were and gasped slightly in surprise, showed him that you were not even closely as bold here as you pretended to be. 
God, if she’s just half as weak for me as I am for her…
‘What if I did? And what if I keep looking at your lips- What will you do about it, huh?’, he whispered and smirked when instead of an answer  he got to see your skin being floated by a shiver again. 
‘Hmm, you’re always freezing when I’m this close? I didn’t know I was this extraordinary cool.’
You could not hold it in anymore and started laughing
He realized how silly he must have sounded and started laughing at himself as well.
‘Am I not cool or what?‘, he asked with a laughter, fully aware that he was far from being cool.
‘You are, you are!.’, you said with a fading last laughter. 
He saw your eyes glimming in tear, but they were not tears like some hours ago, those were happy tears and just loved how happy and shiny your eyes looked at him. 
Fuck, get yourself together, idiot!, he reminded himself.
‘You’re adorable.’, you whispered. 
‘Not cool?’, he whispered as well.
‘Adorably cool.’
‘I think I can work with that.’
‘Hmm.‘
‘Look who’s now glancing at MY lips the whole time.‘, he smirked. 
‘I’m literally not denying it.‘
‘Bold.‘
‘Don’t we have too much hair to be considered bald?’
He shook his head at your bad pun and blurted out: ‘Gosh, why do I love so much you when your jokes are the worst ever.’
You looked at him in shock and he realized what he just said. 
Quickly he got back up and looked away.
‘Fuck.‘, he cursed. 
‘Maaaan, what if I wanted to tell you first? You could have at least asked before you tell me that you love me.’, you said with a pout. 
‘Please don’t joke about this.’, he said sadly, burrying his head in his hands so that his hair fell over it, covering him. 
‘Beomgyu.‘
‘Hmm.‘
‘I love you too.’
*
‘I said you shouldn’t joke about this.’
‘I’m not joking.’
Finally he looked up, slowly turning his head towards you.
‘You’re not?’
‘No.'
He turned around completely, still processing what you said. 
You both sat there with crossed legs as if you were about to gossip about the most recent news like always. It felt so similar, but so different, in a good way, in an exciting way.
‘Say it again, please.‘, he whispered and took your hands. 
Without hesitation you repeated: ‘I love you.’
‘Fuck, I love you too, so, so much.’, he said desperately, squeezing your hands, because he needed to hold onto something to not completely fall. 
He touched your face and caressed your skin gently, touching you to prove to himself that you were really right in front of him.
‘May I kiss you?’, he whispered, not because he was unsure, but because he felt like this moment was so vulnerable that even his voice could destroy everything.
‘I literally suggested it a few minutes ago.‘, you smiled.
‘That’s not a clear enough answer.’, he said seriously, still having is hand on the side of your head.
‘Yes, please kiss me.’, you whispered and gave his hand that you were still holding an assuring squeeze. 
He slowly let his hand wander to your waist, pulling you on his lap while glancing from your eyes to your lips and back. 
Once he had you as close as he needed you he held your face in his hands softly. 
For the longest time you just sat there starring into each others eyes, in reality it was probably just a couple of seconds. 
Your hand playing with his hair softly made him quit his trance and he slowly leaned in, holding himself back for a millisecond right before he could kiss you, just to proceed to place his lips onto yours as lightly as a feather. 
His tongue licked over your lips gently what caused you to blush and smile, so he finally kissed you properly.
He held onto you the whole time, started with his hands holding your face first, but letting them wander to hold your waist, collecting the fabric of your shirt in his fists. 
Even when you both pulled back to breath he did not let too much distance between your bodies. 
He leaned his forehead against yours and closed his eyes.
‘I so hope this is not a dream.’, he whispered. 
‘Ouch!‘, he yelled and sat back. 
‘You’re not dreaming, my friend.’
‘You need to pinch me for proof or what?’, he asked and started to tickle you.
‘No, please, not, Gyu.’, you exhaled between laughters. 
He hovered over your flattened body again and held you down by your wrists. 
‘Please, don’t call me friend.‘, he whispered seriously.
‘What else do you want me to call you then?‘, you whispered back.
‘Boyfriend? Can I be your boyfriend?‘, he asked quietly with big doe eyes, his hair hanging in his face due to his position, waiting for your answer. 
‘Yes.‘, you whispered with a smile. 
He let his body sing down on yours and snuggled his face in between your neck and shoulder, feeling your arms freeing from his hold and hugging him. 
‘Wanna sleep? It’s still early.’, you whispered. 
‘No. I’m just gonna wake up and think it was all a dream.‘, he mumbled. 
*
Gyu🐻🤡: Yo, Sugar Mommy! Wanna get dinner together this evening?
You: Only if you pay.
Gyu🐻🤡: Ah, someone is in need of a Sugar Daddy.
You: That someone you’re talking about is your girlfriend and she needs food and not an insight to your list of kinks today.
Gyu🐻🤡: So food today and kinks tomorrow?
Gyu🐻🤡: Sounds like a plan.
You: Why again did I fall for you?
Gyu🐻🤡: Because you find me adorable.
You: …
You: When and where today?
Gyu🐻🤡: I’ll pick you up from work at 8?
You: Make it 9
Gyu🐻🤡: Do they make you work longer again?
You: Yes, maybe someone shouldn’t have skipped work randomly.
Gyu🐻🤡: Was it worth it tho?
You: I’ll tell you when I see what we’re gonna eat later
Gyu🐻🤡: So you connect my worth with the food that I provide?
You: I’m hungry, so… yes.
Gyu🐻🤡: wow
Gyu🐻🤡: but okay. See you later :)
Gyu🐻🤡: I love you! :*
You: And I told you to be careful to not fall for me 
Gyu🐻🤡: Could you just text it back? :(
You: XD
You: I love you too! ❤️
*
‘I have to go there by train tomorrow.’, you said while collecting the food on your fork. 
‘No, I already organized an alternative for you.‘, he explained and took a bite from his burger. 
‘You can’t prevent me from taking the train forever.’
‘That’s true, but when I can I am going to. No whining.’, he instructed and pointed at you. 
‘Okay, okay. How was work?’
‘It’s getting better, I feel the recent songs much more.’
‘That’s great.’, you chirped and smiled at him. 
‘Don’t do this.’
‘What?‘, you asked confused. 
‘Being so beautiful. It just makes me wanna kiss you.’
‘We can do that later.’
‘You can’t just suggest that so openly!’
‘How can I not when your eyes are glued to my lips 24/7?’
‘They’re not!’
You looked at him knowingly.
‘So what? You’re my girlfriend. Can’t I look forward to kissing you?’
You smiled and took another bite, shaking your head.
‘What?‘
Now it was on him being confused.
‘You’re adorable and I love you, that’s it.’
He smiled and you two continued your dinner, talking and bickering like you always did. The only thing that changed was that your smile for each other was less hidden and that the random love confession within a conversation made you be silent in happiness for a brief moment. 
*
Gyu🐻🤡: I love you! :*
You: I love you too! ❤️
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yourmoonmomma · 10 months
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Definitely want to hear about last night 😏🙃
HEHE OKAY I PROMISE IT IS NOT EXCITING ENOUGH TO WARRANT THE SMIRK EMOJI i just like to force you guys to hear about my boring life <333
So I texted Mik when I got home from work, to ask what she was doing. She said she was going to hang out with her friend Daniel (maybe? i might have his name wrong) from Twitter, but that she would LOVE it if I came, so she would ask him. She asked, he said that was fine. So I went to pick her up, we got booze, and went to his place. We get there, he has this adorable big ol pitty with a black collar with spikes, named Loki. A big suck, wanted to cuddle the whole time, thought it was a lap dog despite its size. BUT Loki is afraid of backpacks </3 so he bit Mik on the ass when she took her backpack off, and bit my hand when I grabbed her bag LOL
Okay sorry, quick break from my story to share that Jayson is currently listening to Christmas music?? Very loudly?? Anywho...
So we all have a drink (well I had a drink bc I was driving, while they had a few) and did some other shtuff. I was super uncomfortable though because while I'm sure Daniel is nice, he was very loud & just would not let Mik or I talk at all, and when we did, it's because he was texting on his phone, not listening. I texted Mik to tell her I wanted to leave, so she said we had to go to the queer bistro in town to meet a friend, and that we "might" come back. We leave for the bistro, meet up with Charlie, who was performing, BUT this guy from Fetlife, Michaelo?? I think? Idk, was there performing as well. He came over to chat with us after, which I hated as well, because it was like... almost 11pm and I was sober and TIRED. And also his convo topics were weird. He asked if I did anything for Mother's Day, which I scoffed at and said "no way" and he was like "oh why not?" and I was like ????? and then, when I just stared, flabbergasted, he said "Do you not have a good relationship with your mom?" Like BRO you can't ask a stranger that !
The bistro closes at 11pm on Wednesdays, so we left shortly after, and she picked up shtuff from Adam to bring back to Daniel's place, as she decided she did want to go back - though I was just gonna drop her off & head home. But the whole drive back to his place, he was texting Mik practically BEGGING for me to come back too because he thought I was hot & fun & cool & wanted to have a threesome with us. Which I did not share the same sentiment about him, at least, not sober. And that type of talk makes Mik insecure, which I definitely don't want her feeling!! So anyway I did not go back, but she did, and I think she had fun.
We both agreed though, that her & I, would have no problem hooking up. And we had a good chat about Martina. And cemented our plans for the concert next Friday! ANYWAY idk it was both amazing and shitty LOL! I'm glad I went out, and I can't wait to see her this weekend <3
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arrowverse-next-gen · 2 years
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There it is again (that funny feeling) ch:34
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 The next few weeks were calm. Q followed his usual routine of going to the clinic, entertaining Bex by going to clubs and bars with her on the weekends, and spending whatever downtime he had with Bethany. There were a few times where he could have easily taken someone home, but he politely declined the offers he was receiving. Bethany wasn’t helping with the amount of offers he was receiving by making sure to state to any woman, and some men, that he was single and they weren’t together. She also made it clear that she wasn’t looking for anything but her friend was looking for some fun. He wasn’t looking for fun or a relationship. In fact, he was looking for the exact same thing Bethany was, which was nothing. But somehow he was still forced into conversations where he would have to decline the “let’s go someplace a little quieter” lines.
 Beautiful women, very interesting men. Q was happy. He had his dog and his best friend. He didn’t need anything else. Though, whenever he mentioned this to Bethany, she just gave him a pitiful look and walked off to find someone for him to interact with.
 She came back to sit with him at the booth in the back, a brunette girl following behind her. Q immediately waved her off. “I keep telling my wife that I’m not comfortable with having a third. I’m sorry she wasted your time.”
 The girl walked off and Bethany groaned as she sat back down next to him. “What is your problem? She was pretty.”
 “I don’t care.” Q picked up his beer and took a sip from it. “I have work tomorrow.”
 “You always have work tomorrow.”
 “Yeah, well, I have ER work tomorrow.” He rolled his eyes as she sat his bottle back down. “I can’t get caught up in a one night stand.”
 “You could use the stress relief, though.” She pointed out, watching his reaction closely. He shook his head as he looked around the crowded bar. They wouldn’t be able to hear their own conversation if they weren’t practically sitting on top of each other. “Come on, Quince. Forget about morals, and strings,      and work    , for one night. For me.” She clung to his arm and looked up at him.
 “I’m good.” He stood up from their booth and looked down at her. “Do you want a ride back to your place?”
 “You’re leaving?”
 “I have to work.” He repeated. She rolled her eyes and shook her head.
 “I’m good here. Thanks.”
 “Okay.” He nodded. “Call me if you change your mind.”
 “Yes, sir.” She teased, stealing his beer bottle and taking a sip from it. “Have a good night, grandpa.” He gave her a wave and then walked out of the bar.
 The streets were quiet as soon as the door to the bar was closed. There was nothing going on outside. No cars pulling up to drop someone off or pick someone up, no one waiting outside to get into the bar, and not a single cloud in the sky. Though, the lights of the city make the stars hard to see regardless. It wasn’t too late at night, just 11PM, but Q was ready to get home so he could start his shift at the hospital. The sooner he got there, the sooner his required 24 hours were up.
 It could be worse, he could have to work there permanently, or work 48 hours straight like Bex is constantly doing. But still, he was way out of his element with this 24 hour shift. He was working part time at the clinic because it became too much for him, how was he gonna handle being stuck back in the place he originally left for an entire day? He had done it before but that was before and this is a battle that he has to face every single time it’s his turn to run the shift.
 ***
 The first 10 hours was filled with chaos and nonstop movement. The 3 hours following the first 10 were slow and Q wished he could leave without getting written up. By hour 14 and 15 he was back to being busy just for the crowd to vanish again. He slept from 16 to 20.
 By hour 24 he was losing his energy again and the day had really just begun. By hour 30 he was losing sanity.
 "I can't do this." He leaned on the check in desk. Jane looked up from the computer and titled her head at him.
 "You've got 18 hours to go, you better figure out how." She laughed.
 "The coffee tastes like shit, Bex left 14 hours ago and never came back, Elena won't stop giving me old men who have back warts, and I've not slept in I don't know how long." He stood up straighter. "I'm going stir crazy."
 "You'll be fine." Jane waved him off. He groaned as he turned to face the waiting area. He looked through the group of people, trying to determine which one needed to be looked at first. He pointed to a mom with a toddler.
 "What's your name?" He walked over to her and put his hands into his lab coat pockets.
 "Mary." She answered.
 He bent down to get a closer look at the toddler. "And your name?"
 "Annabelle." She answered again. Q nodded, regaining eye contact with the mom.
 "What seems to be the problem?"
 "She's been running a fever for a week, nothing is helping." Mary seemed stressed. Q could understand why. He stood up and opened his arms up for Annebelle, unsure if Mary would let him take her or not. She hesitated, but carefully passed the 3 year old over to him before standing up.
 "Let's see what we can do for you." He gave the toddler a boop on the nose before leading Mary to the back.
 He spent the next 3 hours going back and forth from the lab to the ER. He had multiple patients that required his attention, but he always made sure to check on Mary and Annabelle before he moved from one place to another.
 By hour 38 things had calmed down again and he thought maybe he would be able to sleep for the first time in over a day, but a familiar patient came in.
 "Adam?" He walked through the relaxed waiting area with his hands in his pockets. "You alright? What happened?"
 He pointed to a cut that was beside his eye. Q nodded and gestured for Adam to follow him to the back.
 "How'd that happen?"
 "Bad training." He laughed as he sat on one of the beds. Q shook his head and tilted Adam's head to the side so he could get a better look.
 "You're gonna need stitches." He told him before reaching for a patching kit on the table by the bed. "You're lucky you don't have thin blood."
 "Gideon cleaned it up."
 "Not well." He laughed and put a cleaning cloth on the cut. "Hold that." He reached for another cloth that was a bit more damp than the previous. "You should call someone to drive you back."
 "I'm fine. But… I called someone. Don't worry about it." Adam waved off his concern while wincing at the pain Q caused by pressing down the cloth to his cut.
 "Damon?"
 Adam shook his head. Q shrugged, giving up on guessing. There were nearly a dozen Legends, maybe more, and he didn't feel like going through them all. He stitched Adam up and returned his tools to the place he found them, throwing away what couldn’t be reused.
 “So, training?” He sat down on the stool by the bed and crossed his arms. Adam nodded. “What kind of training caused this?” Adam shrugged. “Alright.” Q held up two fingers in front of his face. “How many fingers am I holding up?”
 Adam shot his hand up in the air, two fingers at the ready. Q nodded.
 “You’re very close to staying the night.”
 “I’m fine.”
 “I… don’t think that you are.” He stood up and shined a light in Adam’s eyes. “I think it might be safer to just keep you tonight. If Gideon couldn’t handle you earlier, I don’t feel safe letting you go back to the ship in this condition. We’ll watch you tonight, I’ll get you a room, and we’ll see how you’re doing in the morning.”
 “You’re not supposed to be here.” He mumbled as he laid back on the bed. “You were supposed to be Bex. Bex would let me leave.”
 “Sara wouldn’t, and Bex would go based on what Sara would say.”
 Adam pointed at Q and nodded. He had a point and Adam knew that.
 “I’m gonna go get some papers to sign you in, I’ll be back. Tell your ride you’re staying tonight, come get you in the morning.” He instructed before leaving the curtained area and walking back out into the ER entrance.
 When he made it back to Adam about 15 minutes later, there was someone sitting beside him on the stool that he was using before he got up to get the papers. He paused, immediately recognizing the woman by his side.
 Out of everyone he could have called.
 Q could hope it was Ocean, assume it was Ada, maybe even try to convince himself that it was Damon’s girlfriend that he knew of but didn’t know personally. But all of that would just be setting him up for failure. He took a deep breath before reentering the area where he left Adam.
 “Okay, you’re gonna be staying in room… 64B. But it sounds a lot higher up than it is. You’re just on the other side of the hospital and I already have a chair ready for you.” He explained, not looking in Ashton’s direction. Adam nodded along as he spoke, glancing towards Ashton before bringing his attention to Q again. He wondered if this was another trap and that’s why Bex left yesterday and still hasn’t come back.
 “I’ll have a nurse assist you with the move. I have other people to attend to.” He left the clipboard with the check-in papers at the foot of the bed and walked back out of the curtained area. There was a set of footsteps following behind him almost immediately. He walked down an empty hallway before stopping and turning to see who it was, though he already knew.
 “He’s gonna be fine. It’s a head injury, but it’s not a serious one.” He leaned against the wall and looked over at Ashton. “What are you doing here?”
 “I’m here for him.” She stopped in front of him and leaned against the opposite wall with her arms crossed.
 “Why are       you     here for him? This isn’t your part of the country.”
 “No, my part of the country is 2 states down.” She agreed. “But I was around.”
 “Why?”
 “Why do you care?” She tilted her head, he shook his.
 “I don’t.”
 “You’re asking a lot of questions for someone who doesn’t care.”
 “You’re right.” He nodded, crossing his own arms. “But why      are     you here?”
 “He needed someone. I was around.”
 “Why are you in the city?” He clarified. “Before Adam, before      this    , why did you come here?”
 “I don’t think that’s any of your business.”
 She was right, it wasn’t any of his business. But that didn’t stop him from wanting to know the answer. For a girl who never heard of Star City before meeting him, or at least wasn’t aware of the fact that she had heard of it, she sure was being secretive about why she was there for a visit.
 A nurse walked by before Q could say anything else. He stopped her in her tracks and asked if she was free to help Adam move rooms. She nodded and continued on her way. Q put his hands in his pockets and stood up straight.
 “Can we talk?”
 “We’re talking.”
 “Can we talk in private?”
 Ashton looked both ways, and shrugged. “We’re in private.”
 He sighed. “Can I please talk to you in a room that is unoccupied and has a door and 4 walls with some space between them and not a narrow hallway?”
 “Why?”
 “I just wanna talk.”
 “About what?”
 Q threw his hands up. “Fine, don’t talk to me. It’s your choice, Ashton.” He started walking back down the hall but paused halfway to the ER. “It did mean something, you know." He turned back to look at her. “To me at least, it meant something.” His head dropped, his gaze shifting to his shoes. “I don’t know. I just…” He shrugged before continuing back down the hall.
 “Q…” She followed him. He kept walking but she sped up her pace to catch him. “Q, I’ll talk.”
 He finally stopped and turned to look at her.
 “I’ll talk. Where do you wanna talk?”
 He led her to an old storage room that he and Bex would use as an office when they got tired during their shifts at work. This is where Q had been resting during this downtime, and where he would run off to if he became overwhelmed by the surroundings and wasn’t immediately needed for anything in the ER. It was private, it was equipped with everything a normal office would have, it had a bed, and there were plenty of tools and supplies that he could grab if he needed them.
 There was a box of gloves, a box of trash bags, a lot of small surgical tools he hoped he wouldn’t have to use anytime soon considering he’s a pediatrician and typically works on smaller patients, and a box of condoms that he was required to steal from to refill the bowl in the waiting area. If he and Bex didn’t steal the room to be their own personal office space in the hospital, he knew the supplies would be far outdated and no one would even care to check. But he and Bex cared to check and made sure to replace the important things every few months.
 It was the first thing that he did when he showed up for his shift. He didn’t have a chance to ask Bex if she had replaced anything recently, so he took it upon himself to fill in the gap just in case she hadn’t had the time. It made him feel better about using or handing out the resources because he knew that they were good quality, fresh, and new. He was a pediatrician and he wasn’t looking to raise the number of patients that the clinic gets.
 Once both of them were inside of the old storage room turned office space, Q closed the door and walked over to his desk to lean back on it. He gestured to Ashton, signaling that she could go first if she wanted to. He could tell by her reaction that she didn’t have anything ready, so he let out a deep breath and started for her.
 “You don’t get to keep stringing me along.”
 “I understand why you didn’t tell me.”
 Q tilted his head at her. She shrugged as she took a step away from the door and closer to him.
 “I was a stranger. You didn’t want to have to explain the crazy. I get that. I reacted immaturely. And I continued to act immaturely rather than let you explain. I’m sorry.” She stopped moving once she was at his kicked out feet. He sat up straighter on his desk to pull his legs closer and give her more room.
 “You’re sorry?” He repeated, slight confusion hidden in his tone. “You don’t…” He looked down, thought about what he would say next, then looked back up at her. “      I’m     sorry. You didn’t sign up for any of this. I could have slowly introduced you to      the crazy    .” A nervous laugh escaped him as he copied her tone from earlier. “I was just… I like you. I think you’re great. When I found out you didn’t know about any of this, I thought there might be a reason why. And I didn’t want you to look at me any differently if and when you found out.”
 “Why would I look at you differently?” Her tone was genuine, she seemed sincere with what she was asking. He shook his head.
 “You saw Adam. This is every day. Most days it’s worse. You’ve met my mom but you don’t       know     my mom. I did find out that the serial killer bio dad I thought I had actually has a different name and face, same… same backstory, but we can get into      that    later.” He laughed again then shrugged. "I don't know. It's a lot to explain and it's a lot to ask of someone to understand the explanation."
 She nodded slowly as she examined the room around them.
 “I didn’t want to keep it from you. I didn’t want to tell you. It’s my fault this happened. There’s your… Too long, didn’t read.” He joked, or attempted to. He ran a hand through his hair before letting out a sigh. “Can we talk later?”
 She  looked over from the scheduling chart to him. “Later?”
 “Yeah, I’ve been up for hours. I’ve barely had any sleep.” He looked down at his watch. “I’ll be off in a few more hours. I’ll go home, shower, and rest. Come over in a few days, if you’re still around, and we can talk.”
 “I think we talked.”
 “Ash, please.” It was clear that he was tired, the plea was still there but there wasn’t much energy behind it. Though, she didn’t need there to be much behind his tone when it was written all over his face that he still had more he wanted to say. She replied with a single nod and Q immediately acted on her response by writing his address down on a piece of paper from his desk and handing it to her.
 “I’m off my sister’s couch, I’m here most days. If it’s Friday, I’m-”
 “With the family.” She finished for him. “I listen to you.”
 He fought the urge to smile as he retreated back over to his desk. “Adam’s probably waiting.”
 “Yeah.” She sighed, turning towards the door to leave. “I’ll see you in a few days… Maybe.”
 “Maybe.”
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xzho-writes · 2 years
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ah yes, diluc and f! Reader
but what about CHILDE
Tw: fighting?? Overprotective
Not platonic nor romantic
ok I'm sorry but i thought of this a few days ago and it came back to me at 11pm let's go
Childe always thought you were just a regular citizen in Inazuma, but NO. you're actually the right-hand wo/man of the one and only, Tsaritsa. Who has never been officially revealed.
Ok so this is how the story goes: you two meet at the main part of ritou and you guys hang out together. You know who he is but have to act completely oblivious due to keeping your hidden reputation of your fatui position safe, and played along with him.
Until one day all the harbingers are mysteriously called to a meeting with the Tsaritsa, who reveals that she does indeed have a right hand wo/man. Childe obviously wasn't surprised tho -
Ok but this isn't without the angst is it???
Childe became super protective (not obsessive, protective lol) over you and every little scratch you'd come home with he'd absolutely blow up.
So if- no, when, he knows you're in such a dangerous job, he's obviously going to rage, isn't he?
So a few days later the meeting was called once again and the Tsaritsa introduced you as you walked into the room in a proper manner, and bowed respectfully to the harbingers. When Childe saw you, you could see in his eyes that they were even more dead than they were before, a shocked face replacing his usual chilled back and casual expression.
Once the meeting is over, he immediately pulls you over and practically begs you to step down from your position. You simply refuse, because you worked hard, but he got mad <33
He ignored you and never followed orders from the Tsaritsa or any other of his comrades, acting as a stubborn child(e) everywhere he went.
You understood what he meant, and decided to take action against it, threatening to strip him of his title if he continued to act like this. And? He started a fight.
Now, you were about decently skilled in the area of combat, which led you to absolutely no chance against him. He shot you down like you were some bird against a professional hunter, not breaking a sweat.
He was about to finish off the fight, until a fellow harbinger walked in and stopped him.
He was taken away and you were treated to your injuries, and every now and then visit him at Liyue, as he worked at the funeral parlour with an old friend, Zhongli.
He'd see you walking around with some other fatui member, discussing plans, you shot him a glare every time he stared, though.
You hated him with your guts, but he loved you with his heart, how will he ever mend your relationship with him?
Also, congrats on exams!
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aoaoaoaaooaaa thanks for the congrats! it honestly feels so freeing now that i have 10 weeks off from any sort of educational priorities 😭
and this feels like an interesting concept. i can respect and understand childe’s opinions cause it must be hard watching someone you care about being in such a dangerous field. but at the same time, it’s hypocritical coming from a harbinger such as himself.
but i also get reader’s feelings cause they’ve worked hard to be where they are as the tsaritsa’s right hand. although surely that means we have to be at least on the same strength level as childe? unless being the tsaritsa’s right hand doesn’t involve fighting, but who knows!
thanks for sharing your ideas again, 🥀 nonnie! this was an interesting read :)
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main-to-arywizm · 3 years
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I've been training for fourteen years and if I hear "don't apologise to me, just do it correctly, so you don't have to" one more time I will do something drastic
I understand the sentiment, but 99% of the time what this means is not: "don't apologise, I'm just giving you corrections because you are learning here", but: "you are apologising for a mistake that you never should have made"
like I'm not particularly sensitive to this sort of thing, I've heard much worse over the years but most of the time I was able to cope with it
but I see those little kids just starting out and they're already scared of making mistakes, I know I was at their age, and that's not what all of this should be about
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ughsimpp · 2 years
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can i request a ateez reaction of their s/o getting their n*pples pierced?? love your work and happy new year!
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thank you!!! AND FINALLY I POST SOMETHING!!! ughhh sorry for the LONGGGG wait
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hongjoong
you were just chilling in the studio with him like always. you did your own thing on the couch as hongjoong worked on his music, but lately he's been overworking himself. you tell him that he should take a break and relax but there were deadlines. hongjoong ran his hand through his hair as he turned to look at you, releasing a big sigh.
"baby can you come here please??"
he pouts as you smiled and walked over to him. you sat on his lap and looked at him. he pulled you in for a hug as he felt relived that you were there. your scent and your touch made him relaxed more.
his hands runs down your back as he noticed you weren't wearing a bra. usually he can tell whenever you had one on but this time he felt nothing as he rubbed your back. he also felt something poking his chest. he pulled back and looked down your shirt, making sure he wasn't wrong but he saw the metal bars sticking out through your shirt.
"baby...did you?"
you knew what he was looking and asking about. you gave him a cheeky smile. your lifted up your shirt as he saw your nipples were pierced. his eyes widen at the sight, flustered. you chuckled at his reaction.
"when did you get them done?"
"mhm about a few months ago when you went on that trip with the guys."
"you hid them for 3 months???"
"I mean yea.. you were always busy so I never got to show you...are you mad?"
"what? no. I'm actually just surprised, I mean they look good...really good."
he was about to touch them but you slapped his hand away,
"no touching. they still hurt, hence why I don’t have a bra on..."
his eyes were glued to your chest as you tried to talk to him
"so you're saying that you are gonna be braless for the next few month??"
“yes? but only till they heal."
he smirked and leaned in closer to your chest
"I was thinking you shouldn't wear bras regardless.”
he said as he left a cheeky smirk
seonghwa
hwa was busy with work, leaving you home alone. bored out of your mind. you would find random things to do around the apartment you both shared but nothing seemed fun. as you scroll through instagram, some of the ig-models you saw had their nipples pierced and you wondered if you would look good with them.
it was only 3pm so you boldly decided to go to a shop and get it done. you never thought you would go through with the plan and actually do it but after signing papers and paying for it, you came home with your nipples freshly pierced. you couldn’t wear a bra if you wanted to. your nipples became more sensitive than before.
it was past 11pm as you heard the door open. seonghwa was finally home. he walked through the door as his shirt was drenched in sweat and his hair was a mess.
"hi baby"
"hi babe, how was practice today?"
"tiring as always but I'll be fine. just happy to come home and see my baby..."
he came in and kisses you on your forehead and gave you a hug. he pulled away from the hug since he needed to go take a shower. seonghwa threw his dirty clothes in the basket and headed in the shower.
you sat on the bed and waited till he came out. you debated if you should show him now or later. he came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped low around his waist. water droplets dripped down his hair. he smiled at you and head towards the closet, grabbing clean clothes.
"seonghwa?..."
"yes baby?"
"so i did something today...something bold."
"oh really? what is it?"
he waited for you to answer but you stayed quiet. he turned around as he saw you lift up your shirt, showing him your chest. his eyes drew down to your chest as he looked away and smirked
"you like them?"
"well this is a surprise I was not expecting."
his face slightly flushed as he looked at you. his smirk grew wider as he walked closer. you stood up as he wrapped his hands around your waist, throwing his head back as he looked back down at your chest.
"this is gonna be fun for you and me baby."
yunho
yunho was coming over for the weekend since he couldn't last week for late movie night, takeout, games and of course CUDDLES.
you were excited since you get to see him since it has been awhile. you got everything ready but one thing you were worried about was that you didn't tell him that you got your nipples pierced.
seconds later a knock on the door made you snap out of your thought. you opened the door and saw yunho, smiling brightly at you.
"hi beautiful!! i missed you!!"
"hi baby."
he smiled as he picked you up and headed inside. giving you kisses and a tight hug. he set down the bags of snacks on the counter as he head towards the couch. you were cuddled underneath a blanket with him as your legs were over his. you both decided to watch harry potter as he handed you your favorite snacks. in the middle of the movie, you suddenly asked him a question.
"baby...off topic but what if i had my nipples pierced?"
yunho choked on the snack he was eating, getting caught off guard to your question.
"ehem...wait what? get-getting your nipples pierced?"
"just wondering because..."
you removed the blanket as he looked at you. you sat up and grabbed the bottom of your shirt. his eyes widen at you and your chest. his face was turning red as he covered his face.
"babe...you..when?"
"i got it done a few months ago...are you mad?"
he gave out a chuckle. he
"actually no... i like them, it looks really good.”
yunho couldn’t stop looking down at your chest. you got embarrassed and covered them with your hands
“do-don’t look at them for too long yu...”
he giggled out and pulled you in for a hug. definitely giving you that big cheeky smile.
yeosang
you and yeosang were both just sitting in the couch watching a movie. yeosang’s focus was on the movie but you on the other hand was struggling. pain for your swollen nipples hurts as your shirt was brushing against them. you couldn’t even watch the movie comfortably.
he knew you got them done but wouldn’t look whenever you offer him to look. you looked over to yeosang but he wasn’t paying attention. you sat up from the couch and faced him.
“yeosang baby...”
“mhm?”
he replied but still wasn’t looking at you. sitting back down you lifted up your shirt hoping that he would look your way.
“baby can you please help me? they hurt...”
he didn’t even move.
“I told you that they are gonna hurt if you get them done...”
“I know but...can you just take a look?”
“you know i can’t do that...”
“why not?”
“because...I don’t think I would be able to control myself if I do...”
yeosang’s face started to get red as he said that, he looked away from the tv. you knew he wouldn’t look you at regardless if you had your shirt on or not.
you got fed up and stood in front of him. his eyes immediately looked down as he saw you in front of him. you lifted up his head to make him look at you. your exposed chest was in his view.
“yeo....”
he sat back and covered his face, laughing. his face as blushed to what you just did.
“baby why would you show me...I told you once already that I wont be able to control myself if I looked.”
yeosang said he grabbed in if the couch pillows and put it over his lap. he smirked as he looked at you, down to your chest.
san
you and san were both having a tickle fight trying to see who would tap out first. the fight started because of him, he came into the room to bother you because you didn't give him any attention.
you whelped out when he wrapped his arms around your waist, causing you both to fall backwards. san high laughs and your screams were filling the room.
you suddenly gasped when he brushed against your chest. you didn't have on a bra so he felt something odd. he stopped tickling you and looked at you. he had a confused look on his face. you smiled and knew what he was curious about.
you lifted up your shirt as showed him your chest. his eyes widen as he saw your chest.
"y/n!!"
he freaked out and pulled your shirt back down. you laughed at his reaction as he hid his face. he fell back onto the bed, embarrassed. you pulled his arms away from his face and looked at him.
"why are you shy? you've seen my boobs before."
"yea but it looks different...when did...you get them done?"
"I got them done a long time ago, I just took out the piercings but I decided to put them back in before they close up...is that okay?"
he sat up and faced you, pulling your shirt back up. it took him a second to finally say something
"I mean... shall we test out if I really like it?"
he pulled you in closer, setting you down on his lap. knowing what he meant by it, you took off your shirt and wrapped your arms around his neck giving him a cheeky smile.
he teased your nipple as a soft moan left your mouth, you quickly covered your mouth but then saw san slowly smirk at your reaction
"oh yea this is more than okay for me."
mingi
you were gone for the whole day out with friends, leaving mingi alone at home. when you came home he was sitting on the couch waiting for you.
you saw him pouting, eating a tub of ice cream and watching a cartoon. you smiled and walked over to him.
"did you miss me?"
he looked at you and nodded,
"did you not go out with yunho and yeosang?"
"no because I thought we were gonna spend the whole day together but when I woke up this morning, you weren't here. then when you sent me that text that you were out with your friends, I just stayed home..."
"aw im sorry..."
he continued pouting as you laughed at how cute he was, you gave him a kiss on the lips hoping that he would forgive you and it worked. his face lit up and he was happy again.
"I have a surprise for you, wait here okay?"
he was excited that he set down the tub of ice-cream on the table. you walked to the bedroom you both shared and came back. mingi gestured his hands out for his gift but when you lifted up your shirt, his hands immediately covered his face. you showed him that you got your nipples pierced
"baby!!! why-when?...."
"I got them done today when I was out..do you not like them?"
"n-no I like them but..."
"but?"
"why didn't you asked me to go with you?!?!"
you were shocked that he wanted to go with you
"you couldn't have gone with me because my all friends were getting theirs done too. it would have be awkward for you to watch us all get our nipples pierced?"
"well yea but still...wait was it a guy or girl who did them?!"
"a guy?..."
"A GUY?!!!!"
you laughed at how he reacted,
"you let another guy touch your chest?!"
he started pouting again. you grabbed his face and kissed him once more.
"don't worry. he was professional about it, and besides you are the only one who gets to play with them."
his eyes lit up at you, you gave him a wink and smiled. he stood up and was about to touch them but you pushed his hand away.
"wait! not right now. they're still sore so you're gonna have to wait a few months."
you walked away towards the bedroom, leaving a pouting mingi standing in the living room. he came running after you, whining.
"baby please?!?!? I promise I just wanted a better look!!"
wooyoung
its was just a regular night with him after a long day of work. you were cuddling with wooyoung on the couch watching tv. you were in his arms eating snacks as you fed some to him too.
you felt his hands rubbing up and down your sides. it was normal for him to do that. he's always been handsy but you didn't mind it.
"did you want anything from the kitchen? I'm gonna go get a refill."
"no i'm okay, thank you though baby."
you got off the couch and headed to the kitchen to refill the bowl of chips. you grabbed something to drink because you knew later he would have wanted it later. you came back and sat in your regular spot.
he placed his hands on your sides again but this time under your shirt. his hands were cold as his hand glides on your skin as you felt shivers go down your spine. his hands started to go up more and reaching near your chest.
"woo...what are you-wait!"
you forgot that he didn't know about your piercings. you whined at his touch, looking up at him, his eyes slightly widen from what he was feeling but soon he slowly smirked at your reaction from his touch.
"baby...lift up your shirt, I wanna see them."
you got off of him and stood in front of him, lifting up your shirt. as soon as your lifted up your shirt, his smirk got bigger.
"do they look okay?"
he pushed his hair back and laid back, adjusting his position on the couch. he signaled you to come sit on his lap. you sat in front of him as he took off your shirt.
"its more than okay for me..."
he groped your boobs and lightly squeezed them, brushing his thumb across your nipples causing you to moan out. he bit down his bottom lip and kissed the middle part of your chest.
"lets have some fun shall we?"
jongho
you and jongho only been dating for a couple of month. he was only a year older than you so it was nice to date someone around your age. the guys you dated before were a lot older and honestly just wanted you for your body, but you were smart and didn't sleep with them because you knew you would have been played with if you let an asshole take your v-card.
jongho on the other hand was a total sweetheart. he would make you feel like nothing bad would happen to you and you appreciated him a lot...but there was something else you needed from him.
you needed his touch. you needed to feels his strong hands on your body as he whispers dirty things in your ears. just thinking about him doing all that to you, made you go crazy. you and jongho haven't gone pass 1st base yet which is understand able. he wants to take his time and don't wanna rush things, but you were getting impatient.
you were a virgin who constantly got horny whenever you see him. vibrators and your fingers couldn't satisfied you anymore. you needed something bigger, you needed him.
it was just a normal day as jongho came over. he was sitting in the living room watching tv as you were taking a shower. you recently came back from a run and needed to freshen up. warm water hit your body as you washed your hair.
getting out of the shower with the towel wrapped around your body, you peaked out to the living room and saw jongho just sitting there, waiting for you to come back. from your view, he looked really good. he wasn't doing must but just sitting there and focused on the tv with that serious face, it made you weak for him.
you slipped on some lounge wear and walked out to the living room. he saw you walking towards him and gave you a sweet smile.
"hi baby, you done showering? I put on our favorite show, come sit down."
you nodded and stood in the same spot for a few seconds. you finally got the courage and decided to sit on his lap. his eyes widen as you sat on top of him. he didn't mind you sitting on top of him like but what shocked him more was that you weren't wearing a bra, so he saw your pierced nipples poking out your shirt.
"b-baby what are you-..."
you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him in for a kiss. you wanted him to bad. you slowly grind yourself on his crotch, having him softly moan out, throwing his head back.
you took off your shirt as he saw your exposed chest. he saw the pretty piercings that were on your chest. he slowly touched one of your breast and teased your nipple. a soft moan escaped your mouth as he touched and teased you. he looked up as you and smirked.
"you like them?"
he nodded to your question. jongho didn't know you got them done but now since he knows, he should have done this before from the start.
"so pretty..."
you gasped as he gave your ass a light squeezed. he loved how needy and sensitive you became when he started playing with you.
"please jongho...i really need you."
"fuck...I should have done this from the start."
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mxchellesworld · 3 years
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Discuss!
Spencer Reid x Reader
Synopsis; Where the team discusses the question ‘do you kiss after head’, you find out Spencer has too little experience to answer the question so you help him out
Warnings; smut, oral (male receiving), sub!spencer, praise, slight degradation 
a/n; LMAO im so sorry for disappearing again life has been actually kicking my ass but anyways lately i’ve been thinking about subby early season spence so here we go,, hope you enjoy!
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Another Friday night and the team was out bar crawling after an easy case. But this time all members were there as it reached 11pm which was rare. Usually Hotch and JJ would have been home by 10:30 and Spencer wouldn’t have been there at all. But there was something light in the air which had all parties concerned sitting packed in a booth, laughing after each sip of their drinks. 
Since it wasn’t your first rodeo together you knew how the night went. It started off with Rossi offering to buy the first few rounds, always whiskey but he made an exception for Penelope. Then again who would deny her anything. 
Once the drinks were flowing and lips got a little loose, the questions would start popping in at the top of your heads. However these were not your run of the mill, ‘hows so and so doing?’ ‘done your taxes yet?’ oh no. The name of the game was discuss where you would all think of a question which would help you dig just a tiny bit deeper into your coworkers sex lives. 
Maybe if you were all sober then you’d avoid thinking of each other in such positions, pun intended, yet in this state your prying minds were open and your stomachs were ready to grow abs from bending over in laughter. 
You raised the margarita glass up clinking it with a fork to get the tables attention. Everyone including Aaron had a smile on their face, ready to hear the intrusive question for the night. 
“Ok my fellow profilers, doctor, and tech genius,” you added pointing at Spencer then Pen, “Do you kiss your partner after they give you head? Discuss!” you finished in your most formal voice. 
Right as you took a swig of your drink the mixed responses of yes and no filled your small space. 
“Why wouldn’t you? You guys especially, if someones willingly trying to swallow then you damn well owe them a kiss,” Emily finished earning nods and ‘exactly’s from JJ, Pen, and yourself. 
“Ok but thats weird. I just can’t explain it but its a no go for me,” Morgan finished. This only gained him a scoff and raised voices, “Hotch man help me out here,” he said looking over to the man hiding his smirk behind the amber liquid. 
“I have to agree with the ladies here Derek,” he said curtly. 
The girls yelped and hooted at Hotch for siding with them while Morgan sat with his arms crossed being the singular person left out as even Rossi agreed. Meanwhile you noticed the presence next to you had shrunk back and wasn’t too active in the conversation. 
“So Spence do you kiss your partner after they,” you trailed off shaking your fist by your cheek and poking your tongue in the side. 
He coughed as he instantly sat up quicker. Even under the dim lights of the bar you could still see the blush creeping up from his neck to his ears and the slightest tint on his cheeks. 
“Oh I uh- I never-” he said looking anywhere but your eyes. 
“You don’t kiss them?” you said raising your brows. 
“No! I-i mean yes. I would I think b-but I haven’t had the chance to actually partake in such.. activities,” he finished finally taking a look into your eyes. 
You could tell he was waiting for you to laugh in his face for being so inexperienced but you felt far from it. If anything you wished you could be the one to show him things. 
That sweet boy had you wrapped around his finger and he didn’t even know it. Maybe it was his naivety considering how exceptionally smart he was. Or maybe it was the cute sweater vests he wore and now he nervously tucked his hair behind his ears. All you knew was that you wanted Spencer Reid and tonight was your night to make it happen. 
You hummed taking in the information, “Well that’s not a bad thing Spence. Everything takes time,” you said putting your hand on his arm for comfort and giving him a smile. 
Going to turn back to face the table you almost didn’t hear Spencer go to speak again, “Do you?” 
Got him.
“Why don’t you find out pretty boy,” you said with a wink as you downed the rest of your marg. In the corner of your eye you could see Spencer shifting in his seat, subtly moving his bag to cover the slowly growing tent in his slacks. 
As the night went by you couldn’t help but really give him a show. You had popped open a button or two on the long sleeve you had on, since it was getting stuffy in the booth. Though when you leaned forward and jutted your chest out, the soft inhale of a breath from the man next to you was just serving as motivation to get bolder. 
For the last hour you called it quits on the alcohol and drank a few glasses of water before you drove home. Spencer had been uncharacteristically quiet ever since your little interactions. 
The team had all gotten up to say their goodbyes. Rossi going by and giving everyone a kiss on each cheek. Derek having to quite literally rangle Penelope from talking to passing by groups on their way out. Then there were two. 
You turned to the side where Spencer was nursing on his coke, “Hey pretty boy, it’s late, let me give you a ride home,” you said grabbing your belongings. 
“Y-yeah ok. Thanks Y/n,” he said getting up. You’d noticed how he still had the burnt orange bag over his crotch. He couldn’t still be hard could he? Well you’d love to find out. 
As gentlemanly as he was, Spencer opened the door for you to exit the building first. The whip of fresh night air cooling on your exposed chest and legs under your skirt. 
You unlocked your car and stepped in, Spencer waiting to hear the little beep signaling his side was open. As he sat down you heard him let out a little whimper. Your head shot over to look at him, you could tell from the flush on his cheeks he didn’t mean to let the noise out. 
Holding in your chuckle you started the ignition and pulled out of the lot, “Can I put on some music?” 
“Yeah I don’t mind,” he said looking over at you with his lips in a line. If it was anyone else, they’d probably think he was uncomfortable but you loved his tiny awkward smiles. 
The ride to his apartment was mostly silent besides a rare quip from Spencer about paper work or fact about an older building you had passed by. It fascinated you to no end hearing him talk. Spencer was a hand speaker, meaning he always used his hands waving them around and making gestures. The pale digits had you captivated. Probably a driving hazard but you couldn’t help but let your mind wander. 
You pulled up into one of the visitor spots and put the car in park. You looked over to see Spencer almost contemplating something. You’d seen the look on his face before when he was looking over puzzles. 
“Somethin on your mind Doc?” you said with a small smile. As cute as he looked when he was nervous, you’d never want him to feel uncomfortable around you. 
“Would you-,” he cleared his throat, “Wo- Would you maybe want to c-come inside?” 
“Of course Spence I’d love to,” you finished with a reassuring nod. 
As he led you upstairs you were giddy with anticipation. So what if nothing happened. He was your friend first and you were glad he was letting you into his personal space. Even if you wanted nothing more than to have him writhi-
“Y/n?” 
The door closing snapped you out of your thoughts. You didn’t even realize you were in his living room. The dark green walls and shelves bursting with books put a grin on your face, “Sorry Doc, just caught up in my thoughts. What did you say hun?” 
His brows practically raised to his hairline from hearing the pet name. While he was used to the names coming from Garcia they took a whole different light coming from your lips. 
“I was asking if you wanted water or something,” he said fiddling with the keys in his hands. Eyes darting everywhere but your face so you wouldn’t be able to see the flush rising on his cheeks. 
“No I’m fine thanks for asking though,” you said taking a seat on the worn leather couch. 
You reached for the tv remote making a face at Spencer to ask for permission. He nodded and you settled back turning on an old sitcom that played late at night. 
As the episode ended you both sat in silence. Again you didn’t mind but you could practically hear the cogs moving in Spencer’s brain. 
You were about to speak when he cut you off before you could even get a word out, “What did you mean by ‘why don’t you find out’.”
Gaining confidence you moved closer to where he was on the couch, slow enough for him to stop you in case he wanted to back out. 
“Well you have options pretty boy,” you said moving a leg to straddle him. Your hands instinctively going to his brown locks. You could’ve sworn you heard a little moan leave his chapped lips. Noted. 
“W-what are the options,” lust blown eyes looked up to yours. 
“One, you can put that mouth to good use on me,” you said trailing your finger over his bottom lip, “and let me cum over that pretty face.” 
His eyes shut hearing your words and you weren’t having it, “Nuh uh eyes on me honey,” instantly they were back on yours. 
“Or number two. I can suck you off and let you cum down my throat, but,” you paused making sure to roll your hips on his growing length, “ you have to give me a nice big smooch after.” 
The hands on your hips pulled you closer as he bucked his hips into you as you finished the sentence. It was clear which option was preferred. 
You moved to slide down in between his legs. You let your hands trail down his clothed thighs, causing him to jump. 
“Tsk such a needy boy,” you said mockingly, “Am I not going fast enough baby?”
“Please Y/n,” he all but whimpered. It was like music to your ears. 
Your hands went to his belt, looking up in his eyes for a final sign of permission. Once he nodded you quickly undid it and he lifted his hips to help get his pants down. You palmed him over his boxers, feeling the wet patch where he was already leaking pre cum. 
“Is this all for me Spence? Does the thought of my lips around you make you this hard,” you said taking him out of the striped confines. 
“Oh god please just,” he cut himself off. You could see his hands curling fists besides his legs. 
“Please what baby? I can’t give you anything unless you ask.” Your hands continued their task of leisurely stroking his length. 
“Fuck please put your mouth on me,” he rushed out, hips bucking to prove his point. 
The answer was good enough for you so you wasted no time in leaning forward and taking him in your mouth. Both of you let out content sighs as you tried to take him further. 
You looked up to see him with his head leaned back, eyes scrunched closes in pleasure. 
You pulled off with a pop, letting your hand work him over. “Better keep those pretty eyes on me before I decide you can’t finish.”
He looked down with a flash of worry, that was quickly replaced by a loud moan as you spit down on his cock before taking him in your mouth again. 
For a germaphobe, Spencer loved how nasty it was. He was thanking god or whatever higher being there was for giving him his eidetic memory because the sight below him was something he’d never wanna forget. 
Your eyes were teary and you had spit dribbling down your chin but he wanted nothing more than to give you more than just a kiss after you finished. Or well after he finishes. 
You could tell he was close by the way he was throbbing on your tongue. Again taking him out of your mouth you used both hands to jerk him off. 
“You’re doing such a good job baby. So good for me. You wanna cum in my mouth pretty boy?”
“God Y/n I’m so close please please please,” he whimpered out. 
“Cum for me baby, be my good boy Spence,”  you said before taking him down your throat. He was big, not girthy but long and it was a struggle but you’d be damned if you didn’t try to take him all. 
Hollowing your cheeks you bobbed your head quickly, egging on his release further. His hands finally found a place in the back of your head. Pushing you down further as he came. 
“F-fuck Y/n I’m gonna”
His moans and whines were a symphony of sounds you’d have on repeat in your head forever. 
You swallowed the salty release but before you could even wipe your lips you were being pulled up by Spencer placing his lips on yours. You moaned into the kiss, his hands gripped the sides of your face not wanting to let you go. 
The need for air made you both pull back. You looked at one another, chests heaving and looking like you ran a marathon. 
Then a sad look came across his face. 
“Spencer what’s wrong?” 
“You didn’t get any pleasure,” he said looking like a hurt puppy. Oh your sweet boy. 
“It’s ok baby, I can take care of myself,” you tried to shrug off.
He was quick to push you back on the couch, taking the spot you were previously in. His warm lips trailing down your exposed thighs. 
“I wanna do it, but only if you kiss me after.” 
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Can I get a ushijima x reader where his s/o picks him up from volleyball practice cause his mother asked to since ushijima tend to stay back for extra practice. When his s/o picks him up, she met with his team for the first time
S/o meeting his teammates
Ushijima x fem!reader
Genre : fluff
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Everyone knows that ushijima is a very hardworking man. He strives to be the best at all times but sometimes it just stresses his poor mother to the point she has to get ushijima’s lovely s/o to fetch him from practice.
“I’m so sorry y/n for troubling you at this late hour”, ushijima’s mother said.
“It’s fine, no worry. Besides, I haven’t seen toshi in a while”, you waved your hand before leaving ushijima’s house.
On the way to his school, you decided to drop him a text. Obviously he didn’t reply. Sometimes you wish he didn’t push himself too hard. You were worried about his health since he did complain about the shooting pain in his rotator cuff.
Upon reaching the volleyball court, you looked at your watch, it was 11pm. Thinking to yourself that it was alright for you to just enter the volleyball court since ushijima usually will be by himself during this time. Mindlessly, you just entered the volleyball court unannounced.
“Toshi, I'm here!~~”, you shouted as you spotted him practicing his serve. You smiled gleefully as you waved your hand at him as he noticed you. Just as you were about to approach him, you heard a group of voices approaching from the back of you. You turn around only to be met with unfamiliar faces. You were surprised as you didn’t expect anyone else to be there. Ushijima walked behind you before wrapping his arm around your waist. You looked at him, feeling worried.
“Oh? Are you UshiWaka's s/o?”, one of them spoke as the other bowed while profusely apologizing (you had no idea why)
It wasn’t that you didn’t want other people to know that you and ushijima were dating but it was just that as much as ushijima was a private person, you were too as well. Remembering that ushijima did mention that his teammates are chaotic sometimes when they see him do things he usually doesn’t. He rubbed your back to calm you down.
“H-hi '',you stuttered as you spoke.
The two boys in front of you who you found out were Eita and Tsutomu. Apparently the two of them decided to stay back to train together with ushijima. Tsutomu wanted to just be like ushijima from what you heard from Eita. After conversing with them together with ushijima. You looked at your time and excused yourself from the conversation.
“Hey toshi, we need to go, your mom will be mad if you stay up too late. Sorry guys, please excuse us”, you spoke as you waited for ushijima who immediately went to collect his bag. The two boys waved you and ushijima goodbye as they too left for home after closing up the volleyball court. Ushijima held your hand softly as you two made your way home.
“You know, i think you should come visit me when i have volleyball practice”, ushijima blurted out as he looked up to the moonlight. You on the other hand were too stunned to speak. “Why? Wouldn't it be more distracting for you?”, you questioned back. He only grinned before ruffling your hair before you two stopped in front of your house. Ushijima wrapped both of his arms around your waist before kissing you on the lips. You caught you off guard as a blush creeped up your cheeks.
“If Eita and Tsutomu got along well with you, I won’t be surprised if the whole volleyball team met you too. You should come over sometime”, he added on before letting you go.
“Love you” “Love you too”, he replied with a kiss on your forehead.
You only replied with a smile before entering your house. Waving to him goodbye, you shut the front door and made your way to your room.
The End.
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