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sweetsbfreex · 3 years

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love me for me, it’s all i ask

Summary: Bucky meets your family, but your nerves clouds you judgment

Warnings: angst!!!

Pairing: Bf!Bucky x reader

Dating your Bucky is filled with a mix of gentle touches, insecurities and reassurances, long yearning stares, love running so deep he had Tony install some kind of metal warmers–– so you wouldn’t shiver every time you cuddled into his arm or he decided to wrap it around your waist while you slept. It was heaven, but of course there were bumps in the road.

Dating the Bucky Barnes or what most people saw as the “Winter Soldier'' was filled with: anxious walks down the street with his hand holding your waist tightly, his natural habit of looking over his shoulder, and his need to wear a pair of black,leather gloves no matter where you went. It wasn’t anything you couldn’t handle, you loved him too much for it.

“Buck, calm down, it’ll be fine.” You chuckle, keeping your eyes on the road, yet lifting one hand off the wheel to briefly squeeze his anxious leg.

His leg stops shaking and he only nods his head, but when he realizes you can’t see he chokes out a sorry. Instead, he begins to twiddle his gloved thumbs and turns his head to look out the window. He watched the shops and trees pass by in a flur, there wasn’t much on his mind other than what he would say when he got there.

You slow the car at a red light and turn to see him in the same state. "It's okay if you want us to go back to your place, I can take a u-turn right here, and we can meet them another time." you tell him, extending your fingers to tangle with the ends of his hair.

“I’m fine doll really...just excited,” He semi-lied through his perfect teeth adding a small smile.

You were both on your way to your parents house, only ten minutes away now. Bucky coming along wasn’t anything planned.

Your mom had called two nights ago, at the same time you and Bucky snuggled in bed watching his latest fix on Hulu. Streaming platforms are something he enjoyed about the modern world. He liked that he could have things like Shirley Temple in a pinch, anytime and anywhere he wanted.

Anyway, Your mom had called, interrupting the trance Tom and Jerry had on the both of you at the moment.

“One second” you tell him, unraveling from his hold before getting hold of your phone. Bucky makes a move for the remote, but you assure him that it’s fine so he goes back to watching the cartoon.

And you answer, “Hey mom.” When Bucky heard who it was calling, he side-eyes you for a few seconds, curious.

“Hey! y/n/n, you haven’t called in awhile are you okay? Me and Snicks miss you” The call of his name causes you to hear a bark in the background.

“I’m fine, it’s literally been a day. Are you okay?” It’s not weird for her to call during this time, but nonetheless you know she has something she needs to say.

“‘Perfectly fine honey. I was calling because Daisy is coming down the day after and we’d thought it would be nice for the three of us and aunt to come down too. You’re not busy are you? Maybe you could take a quick detour and visit?” She lived alone in your childhood home, refusing to let all the memories die in the cherished home. Going as far as making you and your sister promise one of you would possess the house when she passed on.

At the mention of a little reunion, you decided it would be best to take this somewhere with more privacy. You couldn’t explain, but you thought it would be better for Buck not to hear it. He hasn’t met your family and you don’t want to pressure him into meeting them if he isn’t ready or uncomfortable. You also didn’t want to ask him...in case he wasn’t ready or comfortable.

“Uhh one second” you mute your phone, telling Bucky you’ll be in the hallway prior to giving him a kiss on the cheek.

“Mom?”

“I’m here!”

“Yeah I can make it, shouldn’t be busy, it’ll likely be me though.” You pace the hallway up and down as if it was the only place to walk in the whole house.

“That’s great, okay, I’m gonna text Shirley to come by earlier so we can make a bit extra of everything”

“Extra? Isn’t it just the four of us?”

“No, honey, you know the kids and your sister said she’s bringing someone. Well I don’t know! You know how these things go”

The call goes on for a minute or more. Your mother tells you whatever information is vile and sends you a goodnight. Which you return.

“Sorry, she wanted to inform me of something” you tell him as you walk through the door. Placing your phone in charge once again and like a kitten nestling yourself into his side once again.

He lets his metal arm lay over your shoulders and you interlace your hands together.

Silence passes by and gets broken by Bucky who clears his throat to speak up. “Uhm” he starts his free hand coming up scratching the back of his neck. “Do you want me to act like I didn’t hear the conversation?

You sit up in surprise at his confession. “You heard that?!”

He sends you in an unimpressed look. His finger points to his ear then his hand hovers his body, going up and down wildly. Unimpressed at the way you forget he’s pumped in this super serum, he can’t help how far his hearing is.

“Sorry I just forget you’re not human human”

He takes a beat of silence to himself, “I’m not human human?”

“No! Baby, not like that. You know I mean like I forget that you these special abilities–– other than your arm–– inside that I can’t see...y’know”

“It's fine doll” he pulls you back into his side, “Are you going?”

“Yeah…”

“Do you need company? If not that’s fine I just wanted to ask––” he goes by the question quickly, scared that he’s made it weird between the two of you.

“You want to visit my family with me?” you ask astounded.

“Only if you’re comfortable with it?” he reassures you in a haste, a hand going to your bare thigh.

“Are you comfortable with it?” you ask.

“Baby, I just said––” he laughs in a delicate manner.

“I know, I know. Sorry. I just didn’t know you would want to, I know how anxious you get with a bunch of people, Which is fine! But I don’t want to nudge you in something like that”

“I think it would be perfect, honestly”

“I’m happy you think so” you smile.

Currently the car parks in the driveway of your former home. The leather enveloping Bucky’s hands wring together. You don’t say much, only getting out of the car, jogging to Bucky’s side of the door, until you could open his door.

You tug him into a gentle hug. Standing between his legs once he’s adjusted himself to take every last of you in. You squeeze him once and smile when you feel the nerves and tension falling from his shoulder.

You okay?" you ask. It may seem like a dumb question at the time, but one thing you've learned about Bucky is. A simple question like that allows a spacious answer, it helps him a little more.

You don’t pull away but adjust your face to place a kiss to his cheek.

“Yeah” he breathes out. “...What if they don’t like me, we’ll still be together right?”

That question right there drops a bucketful of guilt over your head, but you know what you’re doing is right.

You pull away , after a second, letting your hands fall to each side of his neck.

"Of course Buck with or without approval you're still mine. Doesn't matter anyway, everyone will love you 'cause you're amazing." You smile, your fingers roaming over his very recently shaven under jaw.

“Thanks, doll”

“Nothing to thank me for” you give him one last squeeze, “You ready?”

“Yeah...I don’t know if I’ve told you, but you look really good today”

You wore nothing but a flowy, yellow, long sleeved surplice front dress and a pair of platform sandals.

“Stop trying to stall time!” You tease.

“I’m not. Promise I’m not” he throws his hands up in surrender, a bright smile on his face. As quick as he throws them up, they come down around your waist. “Ready when you are”

Having said that, Casual, black slacks hug his lengthy legs lackdasically. A short sleeve, white polo accentuates his waist, and his hair pulls back into a low bun.

It's so unbelonging to him. But the night before Bucky's been filling with worry about how he should dress to impress.

While you’re still standing between his bent legs and your fingers settle on his neck. You take one hand to pull the hair tie from his hair. Watching his curtains fall around his face

“Doll?—“

“I know you don’t wanna wear your hair like this, it’s fine. I promise Bucky they’ll love you.” You reassure him this time with a kiss, pulling away to entangle your fingers together.

When you go to close the door he holds up a finger. You watch him stand there hesitation on his face. Before he decides to shrug off the leather jacket and slip off his gloves.

His bionic arm is perfectly bare for anyone to see and you couldn’t be more proud when he sends a shy smile your way.

So soon, you’re both at the doorstep, hands linked together. You knock on the door.

“Coming!” The sound of your mom’s voice brings a smile to your face, but only makes Bucky’s nerves sky rocket.

When you hear the sound of the doorknob rattling, you give in at the last moment releasing the mutual hold of your hands. In nerves you miss the gaze and frown of Bucky–– more like brush off, but you play dumb for the sake of it all.

“Y/N––” your mother starts, voice dying and a gasp let out, looking like a guppy out of water when she sees the man standing beside you. Bucky seems none the wiser. Sure he expected some kind of reaction, not like his whole isn't on blast or anything.

She composes herself when she glances at you, but you only give her a hard stare. “Hello, I’m Lisa”

“I’m Bucky...I got these for you, y/n said these were your favorites” he outstretched a bouquet of plumerias.

“Oh...Thank you so much, very thoughtful. Come in” Lisa moves out the way and you let Bucky walk ahead of you. You’re about to cross the doorway when you feel weedy fingers clasp your upper arm.

“Are you out of your mind!” she whispers in your ear.

“Can you atleast get to know him first” you tell her, catching yourself up with Bucky.

When you both were walking to the front door. The music, screaming children, so much noise was everywhere. You weren't sure how there wasn't a noise complaint from neighbours.

When you and Bucky enter the backyard to most of your family. It's like the scene from Shrek when the Kingdom meets Shrek and Fiona, as the music and everyone quiets down. You wish were joking.

It wasn't hard to notice when everyone lit up at the sight of you and then saw the Winter Soldier right next to you.

Bucky was trying to be patient, he was, but it was tiring getting the same reaction when you introduced him to your family. He could understand the shock of being in the same room as a murderer–– no that isn't him anymore or was never him to begin with.

“And this is Bucky” every single time, that’s the line you used to introduce him.

Now you both are at a rounded table in the shade. Your sister is next to you and her boyfriend. Your aunt, her husband, and two of your closest cousins are around the table too. A plate of food in front of both of you, Bucky raves to your mom and aunt about how good the cooking is, warming your heart.

Other than that conversation flows like the sea, in a mismatched pattern. Your main priority being it doesn’t become too bare, but of course it all fails. But Bucky can only think about how the most affectionate one of the two (you) hasn’t tried to hold his hand once. Most likely isn’t appropriate to touch each other in front of her family, is what he comes up with.

“So Bucky, how are you adjusting?” your sister asks.

Oh god.

“It’s going well, not everyday is easy, but I have help” he responds, smiling down at you.

“Must be crazy how different times are, huh?” your uncle jumps in.

“Definitely” he chuckles “All the tech is cool. I will say I thought the prices before were outrageous, but nothing beats now.”

“I’ll say” your uncle agrees.

You sit back a grin on your face, enjoying the way conversation between everyone and Bucky flows. He was starting to get comfortable and your family was getting over their epiphany. He was making them––especially your uncle–– laugh which was an accomplishment in itself.

“Did you have a lot of family or siblings growing up, Bucky?” your sister asks.

You feel like you might lose your calm, why is she acting this way?

“Oh...uh. I think three. I know I had a little sister, Rebecca”

“You think?” the tilt in her voice doesn’t fly by you unnoticed. You flick her shoulder, mouthing a knock it off.

“When you’re under for so long things just start to fade y’know.” He informs her, a breathy laugh follows behind nervously as his leg bobs vigorously.

She definitely didn’t know. No one around this table could relate. Not something the average person goes through, but Bucky wasn’t thinking too much when he let the last bit out. Everyone could see the result of that with the silence that made its way back.

“How long have you guys known each other?” your aunt asks. You let out a breath of relief and gratitude.

“We’ve known each other for eight months” you answer.

You wish you could’ve taken Bucky’s words away next, “Dating for five” he publicized proudly.

You shrink into yourself at the wide eyes and wilting postures of everyone around you. Of course, at that moment your mom your mom walked over.

“Dating?!”

“You’re dating each other”

The shrill sound of their voices causes you to become more antsy.

At that moment, everything clicks for him as he turns towards you, but you don't look at him. Keeping your vision on the food on your plate.

“What?...Y/n.” you can hear the uncertainty in his voice when he calls out your name, but you won’t look at him and it’s pissing him off.

“Y/n. Do they not know we’re together?” he asks and when you finally look at him and see the furrow of his eyebrows and the lines between them. His lips in a thin line and the grip he has on the table, the guilt goes from a bucket of water to a whole tsunami.

Watching as your eyes wouldn't keep contact with him. Darting from his and to whatever was around him, is enough to answer his question. He stands up, he takes in how everyone gets startled and how your mother takes a step back.

He scoffs before making his way through the house, out the door, waiting for you outside.

You ignore the stares, keeping your head down. Rushing after Bucky. You find him standing against your car, arms crossed looking up at the sky. Taking notice of his clenched hands and the clinch of his jaw.

“Bucky––” you start lightly.

“I don’t want to talk right now” he swore, eyes staying ahead.

“Well I think we should...I didn’t tell them because I didn’t want them to judge you before getting to know the actual you?”

“Were you even there?” he questions astonished, his head whipping towards you, at your claim. “That’s bullshit and you know it”

“It’s not! You’re seeing this with tunnel vision! I just wanted them to see you for you first”

“You’re embarrassed by me! You didn’t even tell your ma––god y/n, I feel like a fucking idiot.”

“I’m not embarrassed!”

“You let go of my hand before we even walked in the house”

“Yeah so they wouldn’t know, so they could get to know you! Why aren’t you understanding?”

You're getting frustrated and you know your voices are less than quiet. Standing in the middle of the driveway like banshees.

“You know how this shit is for me...What? So if it was Steve or fucking Sam you were bringing you wouldn’t have told your family?”

“That’s different! they’re praised wherever they go, people don’t see my bucky first they see the winter soldier. I’m sorry, but it’s true I was just trying to protect you”

You try to hold back the tears on your face, your eyes stinging. With the way red rims his eyes, glazed over, and the rough breathing through his nose. You can tell he's trying to do the same.

“Take me home” he demanded, it was the end for him and he had no reason to keep hearing you spew these excuses.

“Buck?”

“I’m serious. Take me back to my apartment.” He looks away, the clue that you were going to bring him home were your footsteps distancing.

You walk back in the house with a huff, making a beeline to the table where your bag and keys were. Thankful that the table was scarce except for your sister who watched you pick your things up, like mad. Her hand comes down on your phone when you go to grab it.

“What?” you ask.

“You’re leaving?” she asks.

“Of course, I’m leaving Daisy. He wants to go home, no thanks to you.”

“Me?”

“Yes you, what was up with your awful questions?” you question her.

“Excuse me for being surprised that my little sister brought an assassin to a family reunion. Let alone dating him?” she tells you, standing her ground.

She's always been protective of you and you can understand that. Shifting the blame towards her won't do any good between you and Bucky anyway. But, you've also had enough and need to find a way to fix things.

“I’ll call you later, tell mom I said bye” you tell her, taking a brisk glance.

You both sat knee deep in silence. Everytime you tried to take a glance at Bucky he only looked ahead, saying nothing. Hand raising up, time to time, to wipe away a tear or two . When you were at a red light or stop sign , it gave you a chance to turn your head. But, everytime you tried to take a proper look at him he'd look out the window. Leaving you to turn your head back, your grip on the wheel tight.

The moment you arrive at his complex and put the car in park, he hops out of the car. Never looking back, only grumbling, “Don’t bother calling. We’re done.”

“Bucky!” but the door slams shut and he ignores whatever you have to say.

He meant that with every being in his heart. Any time you tried to call he let it ring until it came to the point where he blocked your number. You got the hint and hadn’t seen him since.

i’ve been sitting on this for sooo long, ofc my first bucky fic is angst

if you enjoyed this pls don’t forget to reblog or give feedback if ur up to it<3

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kalliyen · 3 years

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Headcanon #2

Summary: You sneak a love note into in their stuff and they find it

Pairing: Enhypen (separately) x Gender Neutral Reader

Warnings: Mentions of food but other than that not much

Genre: A cup of fluff, a tablespoon of fluff, a teaspoon of fluff and a big pool of fluff

Word and Emoji Count: 1,313 (that’s a lot)

Disclaimer: In no way is this work of fiction to condone dating these boys this is merely again, a work of fiction I made up

Xiao-nim’s note: This was proofread my lovelies! Hope you enjoy! 💕

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꧂Lee Heeseung 🦌꧂

❃ You woke up in the middle of the night right next to Heeseung cuddling you

❃ You tried to go back to sleep but you couldn’t so you decided to slip out of Heeseung’s arms very carefully

❃ When you successfully slipped out of his arms you looked around and saw your pens 🖊 and papers 📝 you were using before you and Heeseung cuddled

❃ You had the brilliant idea of writing him a cute little note

❃ So there you were sitting on your desk and writing multiple cute little notes and one special letter for him for at least an hour

❃ He wakes up at like 7 am with you not being beside him which makes him a bit sad and confused 🤔

❃ You might not be there but he saw a little note on your pillow saying “Good Morning Hee! Sorry I’m sot here I’m at the grocery store buying more food cause you have nothing here,,,,,enjoy these little notes in the meantime! Expect them were you least expect them 😉”

❃ That certainly brought a smile to his face

❃ You might not be here but at least he has something of you

❃ Sighing lovingly, he gets out of bed with a big smile on his face looking forward to more of these sweet little notes you made for him 💕💕💕🥰🥰

꧂ Park Jay/Jongseong 🦅꧂

❃ You were soo bored 😶😶😶😶

❃ And you came up with a brilliant idea of writing cute little notes

❃ Jay was asking what you were doing and you tried to hide the fact that you were making love notes for him

❃ When he’s preoccupied doing something you stick one of the cute notes on the back of his phone and in his bag he uses for work

❃ plz 😫✊ he won’t and can’t stop smiling when he sees it

❃ Jungwon prolly asks him why he’s smiling like an idiot

❃ And lovestruck Jongseong doesn’t even hear his leader

❃ Repays you by spoiling you with kithes and cuddles 🥰

❃ He just loves you sm ok⁉️

꧂ Sim Jake/Jaeyun 🦮꧂

❃ You were scrolling through TikTok that day and found a video that spiked your interest

❃ So you decided to try it on your cute puppy bf

❃ And when he came home that night and saw you doing something he was all up in your face and askin u what u were doing

❃ You don’t tell him and he lets it go

❃ For now 🌝

❃ Guess who had the biggest smile on his face the next day when he sees the outcome of what you were hiding from him~~

❃ Spoils you with hugs and kithes as a thank you pt. 2

꧂ Park Sunghoon🐧 ꧂

❃ You missed him sm

❃ He was out practicing for the whole day and you were here, In his room desperately missing him

❃ You racked your brain thinking of something to do to subside the feeling of missing your man

❃ And when you couldn’t think of anything, you decided to grab your phone and scroll through Pinterest to get some sort of idea

❃ This particular post caught your eye and you decided to try it

❃ At first while you were doing it you felt a little cheesy but hey, you miss your boyfriend and you wanted to do something for him

❃ You’ve been making the cute little anecdotes for him for about an hour and 30 mins when you decide it’s time to put it on his stuff around the house

❃ Sunghoon was in for a shock when he sees a note on the door when he came home from practice that day

❃ He gets ready for bed and tucks himself in bed beside you and gives you a sweet peck on your head and mumbles a small ‘thank you baby’ with the softest smile on his face.

꧂ Kim Sun-oo 🦊꧂

❃ It was your 6 month anniversary with Sunoo and you wanted to do something sweet for him since he always did sweet things for you.

❃ You couldn’t really buy much while being an unemployed teenager

❃ So you came up with a sweet plan for your sweet partner

❃ 6 months of dating might not be a big deal for everyone but for you it was

❃ You jumped to your plan making the cute little notes and put them all around the house making a trail for him to follow when he gets home from the office

❃ He came home that afternoon holding various takeout orders in his arms while calling for you

❃ He put down the bags and was perplexed on why you weren’t answering him

❃ When he saw a note on the table saying “Welcome home sweetie! Follow these trail of notes and see your present at the end waiting for you 😘”

❃ So Sunoo followed said trail of notes and was seemingly surprised at what he saw at the end

❃ Though it wasn’t much he was taken aback and mouth agape

❃ Cause there you were looking all prim and pretty/handsome while sitting on a chair waiting for him in the backyard with a picnic blanket set out and all kinds of food on the blanket

❃ Sunno neared you and tackled you to the grass smothering you in kisses and smooches all over your face

❃ That certainly was a 6 month anniversary you would remember for the rest of your relationship. 🥰💕

꧂ Yang Jungwon 🐈 ꧂

❃ You’ve noticed that you’re normally curious and teasing boyfriend was now quiet and rarely smiled

❃ You asked him what was wrong and he just shrugged and said “nothing much, don’t worry about me Y/N”

❃ Now you definitely knew something was wrong because he didn’t call you Love

❃ You narrowed it down that he was so stressed and constantly practicing to the point he wasn’t eating or taking care of himself anymore

❃ And of course you were very crossed with this, because even he had a hectic idol life he still had to take care of himslef

❃ So when you were left alone in your shared apartment with Jungwon you decide to do something for him

❃ You made a full course meal yourself and made cute little notes saying ‘you can do it!’ and ‘I’m so proud of you Wonie!💕’ and stuff like that

❃ He was literally about to combust when he read those notes while he was eating the food you made for him (which was delicious btw)

❃ ‘How did I manage to be so lucky to snag an amazing and wonderful s/o like them?’ Jungwon thought to himself

❃ Now Jungwon knew, while he was with you he could get through any problem or any situation.

꧂ Nishimura Riki🐆 ꧂

❃ Similar to Jungwon’s case, Riki hasn’t been taking care of himself in exchange for more time to practice.

❃ You noticed he was not smiling his beautiful boxy smile that much anymore and looked quite pale

❃ And of course you were not happy with this

❃ You wanted to scold him when he got home but he looked so tired and immediately collapsed on the bed hugging you

❃ You couldn’t do anything much about it so you just let it slide for now and him have his well deserved rest

❃ You woke up earlier than your Puma-looking boyfriend and decided to give him a big breakfast even if he wasn’t one to eat much

❃ You also made him a Bento Box 🍱 for lunch and stuck a cute little note at the lid

❃ Riki was very thankful to you for doing this for him.

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Xiao-nim’s note: Hello Everyone! I hope you readers enjoyed this, it took me a while to finish. Also I might have gotten carried away while writing this that’s why there is so many words 😫🕶🤏 I was in a good mood to write

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kanmom51 · 3 years

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I don't know if I'm the only one but the way I interpreted this whole Vlive, Jimin felt quite nervous about being in front of the camera alone after awhile (considering the recent events we can understand why) and to me he was almost begging JK to come to help him. Even the whole phonecall when JK was talking about his body and it seems like he understood the urgency of the situation when he said 'should I come in now?'.

Also, to me Jimin grabbing him with both hands was also a silent call for him NOT to leave (please they're so cute!).

Sorry for my English. Love your blog!

Hey anon, thank you for your love and support. xx

Ok, so maybe this is a little premature answering your ask, as I haven't seen the fully translated Vlive yet. I was watching it without the translation and caught up on a few moments, but still want to see the whole thing in one go fully translated.

But, saying that anon, the vibe I got was different.

I don't think JM was nervous to do the live, I really don't think he was.

This isn't JM's first rodeo, and his last live was only around a month and a half ago.

The Vlive was done in JK's studio. Hobi accidently spilled the beans on that one (them getting all flustered and word stumbling, really only making it worse for themselves, as they do per usual in these situations).

I think he wanted JK there, he knew what that meant (the perception, the way they are with each other every single time you put them together in front of a live camera), and perhaps that made him a bit nervous, but also so so giddy.

That phone call with JK it was flirty and soft and JK, as per usual calling JM without honorifics (JM made sure we don't hear what JK calls him when he answers the phone only putting him on speaker after warning him).

JM was shy and happy, oh so happy.

Just one more closing point. We don't know how JM celebrated his birthday eve. We know he had this live and we know he went to meet up with his family after that. But although we don't know what he did, how he celebrated we do know what he told us in his Tweet after the Vlive. He is truly happy, reminiscing on the birthday surprise he had during the Saudi Arabia concert in 2019, saying:

"The thought of being happy because it's your birthday I don't think I've thought about it since when I was congratulated at a concert in the past."

Same concert JK arranged for that little happy birthday surprise during the concert. Same one he went on about during his live the next day.

JM had a good birthday celebration. Obviously his emotional needs had been met.

JM goes on to say:

"Having received such a big congratulation this time, I am happier than ever to meet you and my family. thank you again Thank you again."

He sees the love. He really does.

Notice the use of "this time" and repeating the "thank you again".

I don't know, maybe I'm crazy, or maybe just a little too hopeful but I feel a change, a realisation, a shift in the wind, and maybe, just maybe (if I'm not delusional) JM & JK feel it too.

There is still hate out there, but also a hell of a lot of love. And it seems that more and more are coming to the realisation that there is something special between those two.

Look, they are happy . They have the upcoming concerts, the ambassador appointments, perhaps even more in the pipe works we are unaware of, but I think that's not the whole of it. It feels like they are more at ease, with being themselves around each other. Idk. These are early days, and time will tell.

Anyway, point being, ugh, I finally arrived at the point, I don't think this was about JM being panicky begging his bf to come and save him. I think it was JM deciding he wants JK by his side during this live, and being oh so happy and giddy when it came to fruition.

#ask #anon #Jimin Vlive #Jimin birthday Vlive

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kalimagik · 4 years

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The Moment I Knew

Based off of “The Moment I Knew” – Song by Taylor Swift

Tom Holland x Reader

<2k

Warnings: Just Angstyyyyyyy

A/N: This is Pt. 1 of 2 fics that essentially go together, but can be read separately. I’m just now starting to put my writing out on Tumblr and this is my second go and first time posting a Tom Fic! If you enjoy reading it, like, reblog, comment, or even follow! I may be posting for me, but hope you all enjoy it! <3

Read Part 2 here!

*Gif isn’t mine! Credits to owner

A Few Days Before Y/N’s Party

“You sure you’ll make it? Your agent will let you off for a few hours to celebrate my birthday?” Y/N asked worriedly as she finished some of the homemade decorations for her classy 22nd party.

“Alisha said that the interviews and press all finish around 4, so I will definitely be there for the 6 o’clock debut of the beautiful birthday girl!” Y/N could hear Tom beaming through the phone.

“You promise?”

“I promise,” Tom reassured Y/N.

“Okay! Yay! I love you! See you in a few days!” Y/N excitedly said as she wished Tom goodbye.

Day of Y/N’s Party

The lights were all strung, the food was nearly done, and Y/N had put on her sophisticated party dress with a coordinating red lipstick. It was actually Tom’s favorite shade on her.

Not only was today Y/N’s birthday, but it would be the first time this month that she would be seeing her famous boyfriend. He had been in the country for nearly a week, but had been so busy with press for Far From Home that he hadn’t had any time to see her.

Y/N glanced at the clock. It read 5 o’clock. Her phone had not rang with Tom’s tone all day after his happy birthday call in the morning and Y/N was starting to worry. She thought he would’ve been to her apartment by now.

ding-dong

Y/N quickly, but as ladylike as possible, rushed to the door. She really hoped it was Tom with his “baby, I’m right here smile.” She knew that her face would like up like a million shining stars if it was him.

“HAPPY BIRTHDAY!” Haz, Zendaya, and a few of Y/N’s other friends yelled as she opened the door to see their faces.

Y/N put on her best smile, trying to hide her disappointment. She hugged each of her friends, offered them drinks, and gave the aux cord to Zendaya.

“Let’s get the party started!” Zendaya hollered as she put on one of her infamous playlists.

Y/N watched her friends have a good time. She let more people in as they arrived, hoping each time that it was Tom, but each time, she became a little more disappointed.

She tried her best to enjoy the party, but everything swirled around her in slow motion. She wasn’t really present. She played with her party dress, checked her red lipstick, but she didn’t have anyone to impress.

“Y/N/N! How’s Tom been?”

Y/N snapped out of her daze and turned towards her friend, Y/F/N.

“Oh um, he’s been good! Had a lot of press since the movie came out! I’m sure Zendaya and Jacob can attest to that…”

“Oh yeah! He’s of course the most busy…” Zendaya and Jacob start telling stories, but Y/N zoned out again.

It just hit her that Z and Jacob managed to make it and they had been doing different events all day as well. Checking her phone again, the analog numbers turned from 7:59 to 8:00, still no Tom.

The hours seemed to be passing by, but the thing about celebrity and important parties is that they never seem to end. By 10:00, Y/N just wanted to be alone. As she quietly excused herself and walked down the hall to her bathroom, Z, Haz, Sam, and Harry all exchanged looks knowing something was wrong. They grabbed her cousin, Y/C/N and followed her down the hall.

“Y/N/N? Are you okay?” Y/C/N asked, knocking on the door. She came in, sitting next to Y/N on the bathroom floor, the other four followed her in.

“Yeah. I’m alright. Just a little overwhelmed. You know how it goes!” Y/N answered, trying not to fall apart. However, a sinking feeling in her stomach started to set in.

She looks up at Y/C/N, Z, Haz, Sam, and Harry, “He said he’d be here…He promised…” she added, almost hopelessly.

“If he said he was going to be here, then I’m sure he just got tied up and will be here soon! He’s late to most things because of work.”

“He said Alisha booked everything to finish at 4, so he would get here before anyone else did. I won’t let it bother me though. It’s fine! Really guys! I swear!” Y/N insisted.

“Are you sure?” Z looked at her sadly.

“Yes! Common guys! Let’s go enjoy my party! I don’t want to keep everyone else waiting!”

Y/N stood up powerfully, trying to put on an even better face. She is not an actor though. Her boyfriend is.

Not fooling anyone who came to check on her, they willingly followed her back to the party. They all continued to have a good time and tried to cheer Y/N up, but everything continued in slow motion around her. She drank champagne, laughed when she was supposed to, and continued to check her lipstick just in case.

She took a moment around 11:00 to look around at all of the faces at her party. She did love each and every one of them, but in all of the faces, the one missing was the one that meant the most to her.

At that point, she couldn’t take it. The tears just started flowing. She knew everyone would look at her. But what can you do when you start crying in front of everyone you know? Luckily, Haz caught sight of her first. He got Y/N’s best friend Y/BF/N to steal Y/N away and he took the general attention of the party.

“hey, hey, hey, Bud, what’s wrong?” Y/BF/N tried to soothe Y/N.

“He was supposed to be here, Y/BF/N. He promised. I haven’t seen him in over a month and it’s my birthday and he said he would make sure. I just can’t do it anymore. I love him, but I can’t just wait around,” Y/N couldn’t help but sob harder.

“Y/N/N, I’m so sorry. I know how excited you were for today. Everything looks beautiful and you planned for so long. So, what we’re going to do is make it through this party. We are going to fix up your make-up, get through cake, and then you and I can watch all the movies you want. You can vent, you can scream, you can cry. You will get everything out. Okay? But do not let this ruin your birthday! Okay?” Y/BF/N held Y/N’s gaze as she took a few deep breaths.

All Y/N could do was nod her head in response.

Y/BF/N fixed up Y/N’s make-up so that it was as flawless as before and led her back out to the party. Haz was still telling funny stories and Y/N was able to sit back in the circle as if she had never left.

Haz slightly acknowledged Y/N’s presence and shifted his story telling to a story about her and their friendship. That did make Y/N smile. Even better, he left Tom out of the story. It let Y/N know that she did have a special relationship with the friends she had made through Tom over the last year and a half.

Y/N began to actually enjoy herself in the last hour of the party, that was until they sat her down, dimmed the lights, and lit the candles of her birthday cake.

The scene was in slow motion all over again. The dress that she knew Tom would love was no longer comfortable, she didn’t even bother with her lipstick anymore, he wasn’t there to impress.

She looked up quick enough to smile when all of her friends began singing ‘Happy Birthday to you,’ and as much as she tried to enjoy the moment, there was one thing missing in the entire scene. She couldn’t stop thinking about it as she inhaled to blow out her candles. That was the moment she knew, she just couldn’t keep letting herself get disappointed.

People started to leave and Y/N’s apartment emptied out. She hugged all of her best friends, including Haz, Zendaya, Jacob, and Tom’s brothers. When she finally shut the door for the last time, the clock chimed, letting her know that it was 12:30.

She leaned her head against the door as she went to lock the deadbolt. She felt a soft hand rubbing her back. Thank God that Y/BF/N did not leave her alone.

“Common, why don’t you put on some pajamas. You’ll be so much more comfortable that way,” Y/BF/N urged.

Y/N followed Y/BF/N to her room and took off her party dress. She avoided all of her baggy clothes that were Tom’s and after taking off her make-up, she flopped into bed.

“Okay! Movie time! We can watch The Other Woman or Legally Blond. Personally, I feel like we should watch Legally Blond because you are just as strong and powerful as Elle, so it’s fitting,” Y/BF/N rambled on.

Y/N just nodded her head as she buried herself into her covers, leaving space for Y/BF/N to snuggle in next to her.

The opening scenes played and Y/N finally started to feel relaxed. That was until her phone started vibrating. She was getting a call.

“Y/BF/N…It’s Tom…”

Y/N lifted her phone up to her ear with a simple, “Hello?”

“Y/N, love. Thank heavens you are still awake. I’m sorry I didn’t make it tonight,” Tom tried to apologize.

Before he could continue on, Y/N interrupted him, “I’m sorry too. Tom. I just can’t talk about this tonight okay? It’s going to lead to an argument and I just spent my entire birthday party being upset. I will talk to you tomorrow.”

With that, Y/N ended the phone call and burst into tears on Y/BF/N’s shoulder. The whole night just showed her what she needed to do. Her birthday gave her the moment that she knew.

#tom holland #tom holland fic #tom holland x reader #tom holland fanfic #marvel #mcu #spiderman #peter parker #peter parker x reader #kalimagik #first tom fic #enjoy!

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bangtansfavwriter · 4 years

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💘bangtan as boyfriends: taehyung💘

-he was rather shy at the beginning of your relationship but you soon realised how serious he was about you

-very commited to you, your relationship and your future together

- but all in all he was rather slow to open up but you have taught him to trust more in people

-with each passing day his walls crumbled more and more and you started to see his soft side

-you have taught him that vulnerability is not something to be afraid of

-this is why tae is absolutely bound to you, no matter what happens

- the depth of your relationship is what keeps you going despite every hardship you face, for example when he's gone on tour for months

-you miss each other terribly and it's difficult for both of you... but embracing each other again once he's back makes it worth it again

-his career is very important to him obviously, but he knows that he must make time for you as well to make things work out

-bc he's also very serious about you.. even when you guys were a new couple he knew that this was gonna be long-term

- he will give you his honest opinion and full support whenever you need it most

- very very dependable

- knows when to be straightforward with you and when to goof around to make you smile

-oh my god he loves your smile so much, it can brighten up his entire day and you get so shy when he tried to tease you to smile at him and he adores it sooo much

-he managed to catch a blurry pic of you while doing that and it's his phone wallpaper ever since

- sends you good morning texts every day and will never end the day without sending you a good night text

- will never let you pay when you're out together so don't even try, he'll take personal offense tbh

- sends u gifts per mail from every country that they're touring through and will write you small letters about how, when and where he bought it and how much he misses you.... you'd send him a picture of it whenever it arrived and it'd just make his day to know how excited you got when the package arrived

-he's very thoughtful and sweet

-and you knew that you wouldn't get to hear him say "I love you" very often but instead he'd show it through actions like the ones I listed before, that's his love language

- also, he's not too big on pda, very private displays of affection, like when you're cuddling at home and back hugs like when you're making yourself tea and suddenly he's behind you and slowly roams his hands up your body and wraps you up against his body, while planting soft kisses against your neck

-needless to say, your focus was not fixing tea anymore

-kisses start off slowly but will turn steady, he knows how to build up your tension

- he's a very sensual lover, stimulate him in the right way and .... you're in for a ride

- very passionate when he wants to be, body talk let's him say things he fails to put into words sometimes

- loves pillow talk and your topic range would be HUGE bc I can see him being into unusual and lengthy conversations with someone who can keep up with his unconventional side and match this energy in a conversation

-so it wouldn't be rare that you guys would chill on his balcony on summer nights talk until without realising how quick time would pass and you both would go "oh, the sun...."

- sometimes your lengthy talk wouold be much to the dismay of the other members who'd chill with you from time to time

-3am-

tae: i just KNOW we're not alone in the universe

you: but will they ever accepts humans and show themselves to us ?

tae: right... 😔 they probably think we're stupid as hell and -

jimin, from his room: go the fUCK TO SLEEP!!!!

- taehyung glared towards the door bc aliens are the best topic ever tbh and you'd look at him and say "the last time I saw you glaring at jimin like that was when the dumpl- ", tae: "DO NOT EVEN START WITH THAT"

- anyway, let's not lose focus here lmao

- since tae and you started off as besties you guys are very chill together, sometimes tae forgets his bf duty because of that

-like the time he forgot valentine's day, which u didn't really mind bc you knew that he was busy but he pulled up at your flat at 11pm and insisted on taking you out and did so.. to a very very fancy restaurant and you were like "oh crap" when you saw the prices there but tae didn't take no for an answer bc he loves spoiling you

- he always makes you feel special and it doesn't take fancy dinners to do that

- whenever you tell him some story he's fully concentrated on you and listens to each of your words so intently that it was making you shy at first bc he'd sit there like you were telling him the secrets of the universe

-so you told him that it's kinda weird for you, only to realise that he didn't even know he was doing that and he became shy afterwards

you: oh god I didn't want to make you uncomfortable with that, I'm sorry 😔

tae: nooo *grabs your hands* I should be the one to say that... I never realised I do that, it's just weird, right?

you: not weird, but unusual, I guess ? It's not like everything I tell you needs your undivided attention

tae: everything you say needs my attention. everything you say is important to me, sweetheart. you could say the dumbest words and it would still sound like heaven to me. maybe that's why I stare at you like that... I don't know.. but I hope you don't feel uncomfortable around me because I do that. You're just very dear to me...

-he told you all of that and shyly scratched his head and you'd sit there completely awestruck about the fact that kim taehyung pretty much adored you in any way, even when talking about whatever random stuff that came to your mind... and you couldn't find words at that moment that could show him the immeasurable amount of love, warmth and affection that he made you feel that moment so you just hugged him very tightly, which was surprising to him at first but then he started chuckling and hugged you back

- makes you knees weak every time he calls you "my love"

-finds your odd habits cute, looks at with the biggest smile when you did a sing-song to remember where you put your keys

- at least 40% of your texts are memes, tae would get a message from you, grin and get up before opening it next to the guys and they'd be like "ohh, risky texts?👀" whereas it was just a meme streak you guys were doing

- your biggest fan and hype man tbh

-you had some good lighting in your room one day and used it to make like 34 selfies out of which 3 were like okay-ish and 1 actually looked pretty nice so you decided to put it as your new profile pic... tae was doing promotions and a fan sign that day and he got the notification and actually suddenly GASPED and everyone was like "????", his fan signs actually captured the moment which made you laugh your ass off when you found out about it and it is now your favourite picture sequence

-he texted you after this happened

tae: how dare you... my heart couldn't handle it.. even the fans noticed

you: ????

tae: your dp... how dare you look so ravishing... 👀

you: lmaoooo, is that what this is about ?? - you sent him a link of the gasp moment -

tae: when u hype ur lover and still get mocked 😔✊🏼

you: nooo you were so cute baby, thank u for being my hype man 😚💕

tae: always, baby 🥰

-btw couple items even couple outfits are a huge thing with you two

yoongi, seeing your matching coats and yeontan's matching sweater:

"why"

taehyung, while trying on some of his 6274 sunglasses with you:

"it's called fashion, hyung"

"and love, yoongo"

"looove, hyung"

*dog panting*

yoongi: -walks away-

-you pretty much feel invincible when he's with you and he feels the same way

- you two are very devoted to one another and that's why everyone is sure that this will very likely be a long-term relationship

-he's rather dominating sometimes but you know... 👀 you don't mind 👀👀

-never jealous bc he knows there won't be any other hoes

- you once were in the front row during a concert and stared him down when he winked at some bimbo who yelled her lungs out.... and he had the audacity to laugh and mouthed "fan service" to you.. you nodded, but still were disgruntled af, so some time later he danced his way to your side of the stage and knelt down, while you put out your phone to film his anpanman antics and he took your phone and filmed him and the guys on stage before he gave you back your phone, but not without turning away from the audience and throwing a kiss into the cam...

the girl next to you: LUCKY YOUUU

you: GIRL I KNOWWW

-one word from bang pd and your relationship would be public right away

-taehyung's trust in you and your support for him are a solid foundation for this and everyone is very well aware of that

- tae goes into these moods sometimes where he puts up his walls again and starts distancing himself from you

-this used to be a reason you got into fights at first until you talked it out and you realised that he needs you show him love in times like these

-he assured you that he doesn't do this on purpose but that it's more like that he loses his trust in himself sometimes and thinks you're better off without him

-this tended to happen most when he was away from you for a long time and this made things worse bc you couldn't speak to him directly

-but when you two finally talked it out (when he was back) you knew that taehyung needed grounding from this stressful side of his life... so you promised him that you're gonna stay by his side as long as he doesn't shut you out, which he promised you too

- after a long talk you both felt drained but knew that this was gonna change things between you, your bond has strengthened and just when you were about to drift to sleep in his arms, you heard him whisper "I love you.. you have no idea how much..." and you finally fell asleep and had the most blissfully peaceful sleep in ages

-he loves to see you interact with his friends or even family members

-you were so nervous when you met his parents but soon your worries faded into thin air as the kim family made you feel their warmth and love

- tae's heart grew like 3 sizes when he saw you laugh with his parents, while playing with yeontan who wouldn't leave your side (taehyung occasionally calls him brutus), all in all he knew that you indeed were a perfect match for him

-loves to help you reach your goals, as much as you support his

- to him, you stand out in any crowd and he's just very proud to have you by his side and call you his

- knows how to surprise you and will give a lot of thought into the dates he plans

- takes a lot of pictures of you, for example when you guys were at the zoo and he saw you looking at cubs with

heart eyes or when you were at an art exhibition and discussed some piece with an elderly man who was there too... half of taehyung's gallery consists of your candids

- btw you two are regulars at a dog cafe nearby and both of you lose every bit of self-control as soon as you see the first pup run towards you

- he once planned a 2 hour trip to some cabin just to go stargazing there with you and it was truly worth it as you saw the night sky in it's most mesmerising form... taehyung and you were trying to figure out some constellations, but some time later you noticed that he went quiet and chuckled when you caught him looking at you.. "you're gonna make me blush again.." you said shyly. "too bad it's dark and I can't see you blush", he teased and winked at you when you looked at him. "seriously, tae, you should keep looking at the stars." - "i am, my love.."

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jasasvimmojimmanama · 3 years

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A cry for help...I need some advice, please

Hi. So, I am really in a difficult situation, that is I don’t know what is going on with my boyfriend and I’m afraid we’re going to break up. I know it may seem silly, it something that happens all the time, but I feel so exhausted and I need to tell somebody my story, and maybe to have a second opinion.

I’ve had a difficult life, full of illnesses and losses. I have depression and some anxiety attacks, but I stopped seeing the therapist years ago because my family thought it was stupid. Now I am afraid to start again (plus I felt awkward) and I could not afford it. Anyway, I tried to manage it. I had ups and downs, but in the last two years I kind of started seeing some results. That is mainly because of my boyfriend.

On the one hand, I felt as if it was finally my time to be happy. I felt as if it was time for me to have a family, because my real family...is not a family. I have no contact with my family except for my dad and granny but I do not have a good relationship with them, especially not with my dad who is the main source of my mental illness. My bf gave me hope: he seemed to be in love with me, he talked about family, having kids, even kind of proposed, living together....and his family loved me.

On the other hand, he is quite focused on his life and his life only. He loves his family very much and he never seemed to include me fully in his life, not like he does with his family. He put me (it seems to be) in the last place. family, fake friends and work were more important. he preferred being with his friend the day of our anniversay than with me, he wanted to stay with his fam and not me on Chirstmas and his bday, when we started living together he went back home every weekend. he decided everything on his own or with his family....

I gave up my dreams and twisted my life for him because he didn’t want to move away from his city and he wasn’t ready to change his plans to see me. I did it because I believed in us, in his words and promises.

I kind of suffered a lot for his behavoir but never truly spoke to him. Well, I told him something, maybe how i felt but not everytime and not everything, but the things that made me upset were always the same and i was worried that if i would insist and repeat myself, he would leave me and i would be once again alone.

i always hoped that after he would move in with me, things would change and get real. they didn’t. i spoke to him, openly and honestly, not to reproach him, but to make him understand that i was suffering and that i couldn’t carry the whole relationship on my own and that i felt as if all the promises were just words. he sais he finally understood, he thanked me and said he couldn’t live without me.

then, he started to act weirdly. he didn’t talk to me much, he stopped asking me how my day was or to tell me his day, he texted me differently, he didn’t want to make love with me. then he told me a girl tagged him on FB. i overreacted, but because i connected his strange behavior to that girl + it wasn’t a friend of his and he sweared thet have NEVER spoken etc. so i didn’t understand how come she tagged him. then months later (It may seem weird, but sometimes i have like premonitory dreams) i dreamt of him texting this girl. in the morning i looked through his phone and found a conversation with her, nothing special but still, he lied to me and hid the convo. I am ashamed of what i did, i thought i would never do something like that, but i wasn’t thinking. when he came from work he packed his stuff. eventually he stayed and the morning after he said he agreed to be still together. he said he did it to protect me, but he never apologised nor said he was sorry hor hiding the chat, he said he didn’t know whether he would ever again be honest and that he was kind of relieved i discovered him.

he went back home because of a job. 3 weeks he said. in 2 and a half weeks he didn’t do anything. i was upset and said it wasn’t right. he said he doesn’t know how he feels about us, that he feels as if i don’t support him (i can give u 1000 examples it’s not true). He said to cancel the papers. 2 weeks before that i told him that maybe i was pregnant. during that call he said (in response to what i told him) that yes, he won’t come home to see me, but he would if i’d have an abortion. then i didn’t hear from him even though he said we would. he texted me for easter and after a week i decided to call him. he hasn’t asked me about the pregnancy, nor how i feel. he didn’t answer me (if we are on a break or if it’s a break up) but he said he was confused, that he doesn’t know what his feelings are etc and that he thinks that i’ll suffer with him and he won’t change and that he won’t be able to keep the promises but that he believed in them when he promised me those things. i told him to forget those promises but he said it wasn’t possible because if we do it, the first time he won’t do something i, i would think also about the past promises etc.

i still do not know wheter we’re together or not. i am crying all day and night. i cannot sleep properly, if i fall asleep i dream about him and i wake up, i cannot focus on work. i feel destroyed. i do not know what to think. i don’t know how to deal with it. how can it be that he went from “i can’t live without you” to a “idk how i feel, i don’t see a future” in less than 2 months?

i haven’t said a lot of things, it would take too much time. but i though of suicide, he knows it, he saw that i was looking something about it on the net. he knows i am not fine, that i am willing to continue our story, that i love him a lot. why does he not love me back? has he ever loved me? how can i deal with it? how can i start a life after him? for the first time i thought i could be happy and now i feel as if i’ll never be happy because i don’t deserve it. sorry for the mistakes but english is not my first language and i am really too tired.

#advice #advise #psychology #relationship #relationships #breaks #breakup #help #depression #anxiety #delusion #illusion #helpme #crying #cry

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redthreadoffate · 4 years

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fluttering [sonny carisi]

relationship: sonny carisi x reader

warnings: mistakes here and there, i have never been married

requested by: anon

notes: hello dear anon! okay, so last non-confident fic, i swear. i may have focused on y/n a bit too much but i swear the latter parts are really cute. i think. if you don’t like it, please tell me so i know what i can work on! thank you!

summary: you didn’t see y/n y/l/n. you saw y/n carisi.

It was a big day. The big day. As in, the wedding day. Your wedding day, to be exact. It was the start of a new life for you.

And hell were you never so nervous your whole life.

It wasn't a bad kind of nervousness. It was a good one. You were going to marry the love of your life! You've been waiting for this!

Sure, you were a little younger than him, and maybe some people would say that you don't deserve such a man, but that didn't matter. Okay, that’s a lie, maybe it did to you. But not to Sonny. He loved you, and you knew that.

You got out of bed and didn't bother looking at yourself in the mirror. You were going to get fixed later anyway. As you were about to turn the knob of your door, you realized your hand was shaking.

"It's going to be okay," you whispered. "It's going to be okay."

When you've calmed, you opened the door and headed down the stairs. For the wedding, you decided to stay at your parents' home. It would look nice in the photos. And really, you loved them.

You entered the kitchen and saw everyone hustling and bustling around. Your parents were walking around and your older brother was eating cereal, his back hunched as he dug his spoon inside the bowl to eat.

Your mom had her cellphone in hand, dialing some numbers and muttering words you couldn't hear, while your dad was trying his best to keep her calm.

Sitting in front of your brother and getting some cereals from the box he left on the table, you asked, "What's up?"

He swallowed. "Mom's been contacting everyone. Camera crew, caterer, gown maker, Church, the works," he answered with a shrug. "Don't ask me why."

You nodded and looked at her. She was fiddling with her phone while your dad looked at her, exasperated. "Mom," you called. "What's wrong?"

She looked at you, surprised. "Oh, honey!" She walked to you and gave you a kiss on your forehead. "I didn't realize you've come down already. Are you okay?"

"Of course," you said, half-lying. "Y/br/n said that you were calling the works."

"Yes, I was," she admitted.

You smiled. "Mom, thank you for your help but you know that's my job, right?"

She smiled softly. "I know, dear. And I know Sonny and his family are also doing their part. I just want to help."

You stood up and hugged her. "And you are, Mom. Let me help then."

Your dad kissed your Temple and said, "You'll need it, y/m/n.”

“But I want her to relax. She’s been overworked the past months,” your mother replied. “Let her have the day.”

“You've been overworking yourself the whole morning."

You blinked and looked at your brother's food. "What time is it?"

"It's ten," your brother replied.

You cursed. "I should be getting ready now, shouldn't I? I'll be using the bathtub." You excused yourself but your dad pulled you back. "Dad."

"Eat," he said. "You still have time."

Later, you really did have to clean yourself up. As you lay inside the tub, you began to ponder.

Sonny loved you. But what if he sees that you're not fit to be his wife? Or he gets bored with you and looks for someone else? Or maybe he…

You shook your head. "Stop thinking that, y/n," you muttered bitterly. "He won't do that. He's not doing that. He loves you for goodness sake."

Bringing your legs up to your chest, you rested your chin on your knees and sighed. "This is going to be a long life." But one that you wouldn't regret.

A knock on the door woke you from your thoughts. "Y/n?" you heard your mother call. "It's almost time to get ready. The cameras and make-up artist will be here soon."

"I'm almost done!" you told her, trying to reach your voice to the other side of the door. "Just need some rinsing!"

"I'll be waiting, dear." You could practically hear her smile. And that made you smile. You were so happy to have your family's full support. You were a very lucky lady.

After your relaxing bath, you quickly dried yourself and dressed into a simple sleeveless shirt and shorts, and you topped it off with a white robe. Your vanity was cleared for the bright lights that the make-up artist would be bringing, and the chair that came with the wood furniture was put aside for the coming director's chair.

You felt those butterflies in your stomach.

You sat on your bed and stared at the floor. Stop overthinking.

"Y/n, Ms. Harrison is here." The make-up artist. "You ready?"

You stood up and fixed the ribbon of your robe. You took a deep breath and exhaled through your lips slowly. "Ready!"

The door opened and in came your mother, Ms. Harrison, and two others, a man and a woman. "Ms. Y/l/n! Hello!" Ms. Harrison greeted. "The future Mrs….?"

"Carisi." And you felt yourself grinning from ear to ear.

"And it suits you perfectly!" she cooed. Her male companion unfolded a director's chair while the female readied the cases. "Sit, sit," she ushered.

You lifted yourself and tried to get comfortable on the chair. "Anything I have to do?" you asked, unsure.

Your mother brought in the photographer and videographer and another lady who introduced herself as the director.

"Just relax, honey," the male companion told her. "We'll do all the work."

And so, the magic began. Your hair was pulled up in a big bun with a variety of flowers, all in perfect sizes, inserted into it. A few strands of your hair on the right side of your forehead were curved to the side, making an effect similar to loose hair. Your make-up wasn't overdone, as you have requested.

The camera crew headed out as you fit into your wedding dress. It was an off-shoulder, white dress, with a snowflake design that covered your cleavage. There were tiny snowflakes embroidered after one-fourth of the skirt until the hem.

People would be wondering why the theme of the wedding was baby blue and white with a hint of light gray, especially on a day like March 15.

But they wouldn't know, not until later.

When everything was done, you looked at yourself in the mirror. You didn't see Y/n Y/l/n. You saw Y/n Carisi. And you knew then, nothing will stop you from marrying him. You weren't scared anymore, not nervous.

You were ready.

Finally, it was your turn to walk down the aisle. A veil that reached up to your neck covered your face. You giggled at the thought that you were nervous about the fabric ruining your hair.

The infamous song played and you began the long, agonizing march to the front. You had your eyes set on Sonny as you walked in synchronization with your parents, both your arms hooked to either one.

You reached the front and Sonny kissed your mom's cheek and shook your dad's hand. He offered his arm to you and you both walked up the steps to the middle.

"Hi," he greeted with a smile.

"Hey," you returned.

You could tell he was nervous, and even if you said you wouldn't be any longer, the butterflies fluttered in your stomach.

"You can back out anytime," you murmured.

"And miss being your devoted husband?" he chuckled softly as you reached your seats. "I don't think so."

And an hour later, you both said the words you've been longing to say.

“I do.”

"I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride."

Cheers erupted in the Church as Sonny lifted the veil aside and leaned down to give you a chaste kiss. You were now officially Mrs. Carisi. And God did you love it.

The reception was filled with dances and laughter. Carisi's cousin, Kris, had been the best man and your best friend, y/bf/n, was your maid of honor. They both said their speeches and then it was yours and Sonny's turn to greet the guests.

"Thank you so much," Sonny started, "for those who came to celebrate this beautiful day with us. Y/n and I are so happy and blessed to share this special day with you.

"Kris and Y/bf/n had already given a few details of Y/n's and my love story. Yes, we met during the winter season, and it was snowing a bit. We met because we were both following a snowflake that was falling. Y/n loved snowflakes and I was dazed as I was on my way home from a hard day's work. Our eyes met and she smiled at me.

"We talked a bit, had some coffee together, but we parted ways without further contact. I was really disappointed but I had a feeling inside me that I would be meeting her again.

"Two months have passed Kris invited me to this gathering, where it turns out he's friends with Y/bf/n and she brought Y/n. Of course, I immediately tried to get her attention and it worked after three agonizing hours."

"You were trying too hard," you joked. People laughed.

"At least I was trying. Unlike someone who was trying to play hard to get." People laughed some more. "And I started falling for her from then on." He shrugged. "Now I'm stuck with her." Then he looked at you with a smile. "Forever."

The crowd began to tink their wine glasses with their utensils. "Kiss!" they chanted. "Kiss! Kiss!"

Sonny raised his arms. "Let's not disappoint."

You rolled your eyes and leaned forward. The guests giggled and cooed. "You better not disappoint me," you whispered. "Because I promise to never disappoint you."

"I'll never disappoint you," he said. "Never."

When the night was done, you and Sonny were breathless from the loving activity you had just done.

"You're really good at this," you said.

He smirked. "Only because I'm with the one I want to do it with."

"You are so corny." You stuck out your tongue.

He leaned down and kissed you. "I love you."

"I love you, too."

"Stay with me."

"I will," you said. "I'm yours."

"And I'm yours." He kissed your forehead. "’Til forever and a day."

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gone-daddy-gone · 4 years

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Rating: Mature. Slight implies of sexual content. Genre: Yandere Character: Kageyama x reader Word count: 4,783

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Food chain.

You never really think about what it's like to be a mouse in the wild. All the predators that are about. Always running to get away just at the nick of time. Burying yourself deep in the dirt from danger. I think I never thought about what it's like to be a mouse in the wild because it makes me sad. The small mouse runs and runs about, just trying to eat and survive. Then some cruel creature snuffs it out before devouring it. Or the run is never over, there's never a moment of peace for the poor thing.

Yes, we never think about what it's like to be a mouse because we ourselves, are foxes. We live at the top of the food chain. The insignificant suffering of mice doesn't concern us, until it is us.

I remember my life as a fox. I was free, I had everything a girl could want. I had amazing understanding parents, a strong friendship group since primary school, a handsome boyfriend. But my life as a fox was only a facade, really. Really all of our lives as foxes, are facades. It doesn't take much to take us from the top of the food chain to someone's personal play thing. To go from free to play games in the court yard to stuck in a gym, under a watchful eye. The amazing thing about predators however, are that they're so cruel fully smart. It's almost a joke really. They let you think you're safe, maybe even leave you alone for weeks but make no mistake you're still prey.

The day I started to be hunted was like any other day I suppose. Not anything special. I woke up, texted my boyfriend good morning gave my mom a kiss and a thank you for yet another homemade meal. I let my shoes slap the wet pavement hearing that familiar sploosh sound. I carried myself all the way up to my chittering best friends. Arrived at school and traded my shoes out, a normal day. The last bit of normalcy god would grace me with.

After the last class before lunch I began to get up from my seat before a hand wrapped their thick fingers around my elbow. I was startled to say the least, not quite panicked yet. When I turned to meet my aggressor my surprise was met with confusion. It was the setter to our volleyball club. He was a nice guy, quiet handsome too! However I never watched the games so I only knew how good he was by word of mouth. Not like I didn't know who he was, I mean he's a very talented setter. After all he help lead our team to nationals! It's just the games I sat and watched were for baseball. As my boyfriend lead the team.

"Are you looking for Yacchan?" One of the managers for the team. In addition to being one of the cutest girls in our grade.

"No." He was stoic. His icy blue eyes never letting up, similar to his fingers gripping me.

"Well then if it's not too much to ask, can you let go of my elbow? I mean you do already have my attention." I remained calm, the kid was just social awkward, not malicious. Or as far as I could tell back then.

"S-sorry..." He let his fingers untangle. As i went to rub my elbow a little he looked apathetic, if only for just a second.

"I think you're very pretty." That's when my heart started pounding. I was used to confessions, sure. I'm fairly pretty and a kind person I like to believe. It's just, the way he said it I think. The words only loud enough for me to hear. Mind so focused on him I didn't even realize there was no one to hear him now. Only me him, and four walls. Usually such sweet words by such a handsome boy would of made girls swoon!

They had a sort of, danger to them. A danger that only prey could feel.

"Oh. Well, thank you." I didn't know what else to say. What was I supposed to say? Not wanting the interaction to last much longer I grabbed my things and tried to make a break for it. Then I felt his fingers grip my elbow again.

"I want you to go out with me." The pounding increased at the thought of what I had no choice but to say next.

"Oh, well that's very kind of you Kageyama-kun, but I uh, well I have a" The longer I took to give him an answer that wasn't an immediate "yes" the tighter his fingers got. Like he was yelling at me almost, without using his words. A silent threat that only I knew.

The first of many of those. Calculative, not explosive.

"I have a boyfriend!" The final dose of courage pushed itself from my belly, past my teeth and into the air. Quite possibly the last bit I had.

"Well isn't that just a shame." His words were simple, but I couldn't help but think of them as a threat.

"Well, um, i'm sorry but please let me go now." Thankfully, he did what I asked.

"Besides, you're so handsome you can get any girl! Or boy! I-I'm not discriminating! Just not me ok? I wish you luck though." I didn't want to piss the poor guy off too bad. After all if I compliment and encourage him he can't be mad I rejected him. So I gave him my signature big smile, with a wave good bye.

He smiled at me. Maybe it was the lighting, but the natural dips and shadows in his face seem darker. "I'll see you later."

I told myself he would in-fact, not see me later. That I'd never have to see him again. I could just go to my boyfriends practice, and all would be well. That's what I told myself. I learned, however that just because you tell yourself a lie enough times; doesn't make it real. But for the rest of that day, I got the pleasure of indulging in my fantasy that I was still free.

The first to get pricked off was my boyfriend.

He told me that there were "others more deserving of me." I told him that was bullshit and if he wanted it to be over he should just tell me instead of trying to whoo me into believing a lie. That made tears fall from his eyes. He looked so helpless. I consoled him and told him it was alright.

If I would of been any more understanding, anymore intuitive, I would of saw he was holding his bent in an unnatural way arm at his side. Holding it back so I couldn't really see it. I think back now and wonder just how many reasons he was crying.

I let him go, content in the fact that he had his own personal reasons for letting me go.

I cried to my best friend, (BF/N), she had always been there for me. Since the third grade, putting ribbons in my hair to tripping the girl who called me ugly in the hallway, to now, crying over a stupid boy. She meant everything to me.

I think that's why he left her for last.

While my other close friends were being picked off, leaving me to be lonely, Kageyama made sure that I knew I was trapped. Under my desk there would be notes detailing what I had done the previous night, even if it was as simple as me sitting down and eating a bowl of ramen to my favorite show. He picked up on every little thing I did and made sure he put explicit detail in every sick love note. There was one that detailed about how when I eat my ramen, I pop the egg and stir it before I spread the yoke over the noodles. I've done that since the fourth grade, (BF/N) showed me. I'm sure lots of my close friends had seen it.

That's just not too comforting of a thought when you lost all your close friends these past few weeks.

My only relief from these notes was throwing them in the trash. I outright refused to be backed into a corner. If someone was gonna stalk me, I was not gonna go down easily.

Once he got the message his notes weren't enough, he put them in my mailbox. These ones were more disgusting. He wrote about all the things he wanted to do to me. About how easy it would be and no one could stop him. I cried for the first time reading the notes, my friends were gone, my boyfriend was gone, and I was being stalked. It was altogether too much, I couldn't blame myself for crying, for showing weakness. I just wished I had saved the water works for inside, because the next note was about how beautiful I was when I shook from fear and sobbed. About how badly he wished he could see it up close and personal, how he wanted to see me crying underneath him.

I was loosing it.

The only thing keeping me sane, was (BF/N). She held me during school, she stayed up late on the phone with me, she'd be on the phone when I was walking alone. My guardian angel.

Then, just as he planned when I was at my lowest, he moved in.

It was a cold night, fog was everywhere. I hate fog. You can't see anything in it, it's cold, It brings evil. I luckily made it home safe that night, but what I didn't know was that I had a visitor. Tailing behind me, with his cruel trained eyes. It had been about a week since the last note about wanting me crying underneath him had happed. I let myself believe another lie, that he lost interest, that he moved on. If only for a second, I felt safe. I had slept so peacefully that night, dreaming of my old life, dreaming of getting it back. I was safely tucked under my blankets, covered in warmth. Then I felt a small cold breeze on the left side of my body, where my window was. I of course didn't make the connection in my dream state, I thought it was a simple beach breeze.

Besides, I was quickly covered by warmth again. The warmth, even in my sleep just didn't feel right. It felt heavy, suffocating even. I was so uncomfortable I finally stirred myself awake. So ignorantly dreaming I was just over heating by my amount of pillows!

When I opened my eyes there he was.

I tried blinking it away, telling myself this wasn't real. But it was as real as the fog seeping into my room.

"You're so beautiful."

"Get off of me." I tried my best to sound strong, make it sound like a demand. It sounded like plea.

He moved his head lower to mine to make contact with my lips. I turned my head so fast. Blinking away the panic tears I didn't even realize were forming. I began to kick and push him off. It wasn't working, my efforts were being drowned out by his large arms and muscular body. With one hand holding my two wrists above me, he wrapped his fingers around my jaw, forcing me to look at him. His generous movement gave me the adrenaline to yell out.

Unfortunately for me, he was two steps ahead and already knew what I was gonna do. What else was I supposed to do? Not scream when there's a big stranger in my house, on top of me, holding me down.

The taste of his fingers isn't that too unfamiliar to me now. That first time though. When he pushed them so far back I could of swore I could of choked. The first time any human being forced something in my mouth. In my own home too. He took the final last bit of my safety that night, fingers in my throat, hands above my head.

I coughed and squirmed and tried so hard to scream, something to make it stop.

What had I done? Out of all the girls he could get willingly. Why did he have to force me? Out of all the billions of fearful thoughts through my mind. I couldn't help but be inquisitive.

"Stop making this difficult."

I couldn't say anything, so I just laid there and cried. Ultimately giving him something he wanted.

"You, are my girlfriend now." Through forceful choked sobs I tried my best sputter a "why". If he understood me, he chose not to give me the time of day.

"You get to be around me and only me." He took his fingers and pressed them more down. Forcing his hand inside too, my jaw was gonna break any second if he added more.

"If you don't, I'm not only gonna bash your dumbass whore best friends brains in." His evil words forced a groan of agony from me. "I'm gonna start with your toes, I'll break every single one of them. Just so you can't get up. Just so you have to stay by me. And if that doesn't work, maybe you push yourself up through the pain? I'll cut your achilles' tendon. Oh and this time if you wanna try crawling away-" He paused fully letting the sounds of my raged breathing mixed with sobs bury itself in his ears before continuing. "I'll break each of your arms. Maybe even in multiple spots." His eyes wandered up to the wrists he were currently caging. He let me sob underneath him for a while, taking in every bit of my pain for his sick pleasure. I'd finally caught my breath, tears beginning to form eye crust locking my eyelashes together. My eyes were too weak to pry open too far. And I was quiet thankful for it.

"Do you understand?" His voice was so cold. I couldn't say anything with his hand down my throat so I nodded slowly. The slight movement of my head causing my jaw to scream at me to stop. The fear boiling in my head screamed at me to do so anyways. His slight cease of pressure was a whole world difference in pain. I breathed a sigh of relief when he began to pull his fingers out of mouth, slowly. So painfully slowly. When the digits were finally removed he leaned down to make contact with my lips. I didn't move, I didn't dare to consider it. I didn't move my lips back, however. I didn't want him to get that satisfaction. Unfortunately for me that was taken as defiance.

That loud, quick sound being made in a quiet room made my situation even more apparent in the dark. My cheek stung. I couldn't cry anymore, I think I cried every ounce of water out of my body. Physically I was just so weak from fighting him. All the adrenaline seeped out of every pore of my body. The only thing left to feel was the sting in my cheek and ache in my jaw. He let his fingers wrap around my chin before forcing me to look at him in the eyes. I let my eyes flutter up to his angry form, ragged breathing mixed with anger. The concoction was clearly running it's course through his body. I just wanted it to end, I could of fought, should of fought, but I gave in. I puckered up my lips and waiting for the impact. The kiss wasn't forceful. It was small, almost merciful. If I couldn't feel his wicked smirk I would of thought it was beautiful.

"That's my good little mouse."

From then out my existence was only for him. I ceased to be my own person. Once I was done with school I was to report to the gym, and if there was no practice I was to sit pretty outside my classroom and wait for him. Lunches were spent, with him, underneath a tree far from everyone else. He liked it when he was the only one who got to see me. Usually he'd force me into his lap and feed me.

Sometimes he wouldn't even have to force, I grew very fond of when he was gentle. And boy could he be, gentle. He would rub circles in my back and run his fingers through myhair if I didn't so much as move my eyes off of him during practice. If I was just his good mouse, and his only.

My parents loved him too. The perfect boy for me! That's what they told me. So polite and well mannered. I wish I could tell them all his vulgarities he did to me behind closed doors. He had everyone fooled into thinking we were a loving couple. No one questioned a single thing. He may have been bad at school, but he wasn't bad at his entrapment. I started believing he was a sweet lover. Everyone told me so, and he could be so sweet. Even if it was a seldom given sweetness. I suppose I feared myself into loving him. All it took was one time for me to learn.

Learn not to be disobedient.

My first and last time I didn't obey him was when BF/N asked me to go to her house. It was just one night out of every night of the week. I deserved some alone time. BF/N, deserved, some time with me. I didn't ask which could of been my first mistake.

"Come ooooon! I never see you! It's not fair. Just this once! my parents miss you too!!"

I looked at her, then my shoes. My eyes wandered to my knees, they had big ugly bruises on them. Kageyama prefers me on my knees. I rubbed my thighs, nervously pondering her inquiry. They held bruises too, bruises and stories I would never have the courage to retell.

"I don't know...Kageyama gets really...upset when I'm not-"

"Constantly on his dick?" She smirked as my face went flushed to a deep red. I just wished she knew how painfully true it was.

"No," I paused forcing myself to smile. "when I'm not with him he gets nervous. You know, messes up his game!"

"Ah huh, sure. So you're saying he matters more than me?"

"You know that's not-"

"Then I'll see you at the gate then!"

"Wait!" She didn't. She had decided for me.

I pondered what he would do. He did get rather violent if i stepped out of line even a little bit. Throwing me around. When he wanted to get intimate it felt more like a lesson than love. If I was lucky he would kiss me sweetly and wouldn't wrap his arms so tightly around me after. If I was lucky. He never had a punishment for me yet. I hadn't been dumb enough just yet to deserve one. So I foolishly told myself that if I just text him, he couldn't say no and it would be too late already. I could just dote on him a little extra, do him a few extra favors. It would all be alright.

"Oh so you aren't dickmatized!"

"Shut up! Oh my god." She was vulgar, but I missed it.

She linked arms with me and leaned in. "I missed you ass face."

"I love you too." I pulled out my phone and sent him a simple message.

"I'm gonna be with BF/N, I'll see you tomorrow <3" I thought the heart would soften the blow, at least a little. It didn't.

He sat in the gym, pure fury. Where the fuck is she? She knows the rules! Is she with her ex? I'll break his other arm. I'll break her arm. She has ten fucking seconds before-

PING

"Huh?" Kageyama read the words over and over again. A small bit of him was relieved that you weren't with a boy. But you broke a rule! And without even asking if you could. He kept his face stone cold, choosing what was best fit for your punishment. Smiling when he finally settled on what he was gonna do to you. But for now, he was gonna play volleyball, and you were gonna have fun with your friend. The last time I'd ever get that luxury.

It went off without a hitch! The two of us played card games, gossiped about the boys she had her eyes on. She went into great detail about the play she was gonna star in. The tickets she handed me we're beautiful gold wording with a baby pink background. I couldn't of been proud of her. We ran lines together for a while before it was dinner time and her family, practically my family pegged me with questions. Saying how much they missed me. How much of a good guy Kageyama must be. I smiled and nodded. BF/N didn't seem as enthusiastic. We went back into her room after I was thoroughly embarrassed about their inquiries.

Her mood shifted once the door swung closed. Her body stiff and rigid, her features riddled with determination. Determination for the truth. She sat me down, looked me deep in the eyes before she asked me something she'd been wondering for months.

"Why do you have so many bruises?" The question hit my like a train going 300 miles per hour. I had done my best to cover them all up. I wore the most modest set of gym clothes I could manage. I pulled my skirt down on days Kageyama had, stamina, for longer than usual the night before.

"I don't know-"

"Please don't insult my intelligence and our friendship. I think you know I know you better than that." Her eyes had such pain in them. Why did they have so much pain?

"Kageyama and I...we like to have fun."

"We? Or he?" I couldn't tell her the truth. No matter how much I desperately wanted to. I knew the rules, I knew the consequences.

"I don't know what you mean." I laughed, I had to even if it sounded fake. Whatever I could do to fool her. "Me and Kageyama indulge in some rather, rough, adult stuff...ok"

"Being rough is ok, but" Her voice was wavering. So much pain and I just couldn't understand why. "but why do you flinch every time he touches you?" She was way too perceptive. She always had been.

"Listen...please stop ok. We don't need to ruin our night by talking about him."

"So you aren't gonna answer me?" I looked down.

"Please..." The silence was deafening. I could hear my heart pound in it. I'm sure she could too.

"Well then" Her voice went back to being chipper. Even if it was forced. "he likes it rough then." She laughed before looking at her fingers.

"I don't believe you." I looked up fast but before I could reply she talked.

"That Hinata guys kinda cute...you wanna give me his number?" This time, I giggled.

"Maaaaayybe.."

She walked me home, arm in mine. I had been so caught up in talking with her for hours i hadn't noticed the dangerously silent radio static from Kageyama. It was so peaceful. Not having to answer to him for a short while. I walked through the door at about 10:23, so of course my parents were asleep. I smiled, it was so peaceful. No movement, and I was till high on my ounce of freedom I stole for myself. I was nothing short of a fool for thinking it wasn't the calm before the storm.

I unclothed myself, letting my ligaments get a little freedoms from their tension with a stretch. I looked down at my body. Bruises and bite marks everywhere. He had bit a heart into my stomach. On my breasts he made a hickey pattern that spelt "mine". I had to give it to him, that took skill. My finger tips ran over them and I shuddered. It hurt so bad. It hurt so bad. No matter how many times he kissed them. Every time I breathed. Every time I had moved my arm to reach something. The sting stayed as a reminder I was his when he himself couldn't do it himself. I pushed back my tears into a sigh before I turned around to my dresser. I didn't get that far, however. Kageyama was standing there with his arms crossed over his chest, huffing and puffing.

"Tobio-"

"You know what has to happen."

"Please-" My eyes began to water and my knees were jello. He turned to my radio and turned it up. I knew what he was doing.

He was covering the sounds.

"I-I I- I texted you-" My voice was so quiet. So defeated.

"You never asked. You knew I would of said no didn't you?" He walked forward and moved his hands to his belt.

"Please I'm sorry. I won't do it again!" He had already popped his belt off.

"What'd you two talk about?" He cocked his head. "Did you tell her how much I love you?"

"Yes! Yes I did! Look here! S-she she even gave me tickets to her s-show!" I went to my pockets faster than he could pull the belt all the way off.

"Get on your knees." I obliged and held them out. He took them and scanned them over.

"See! We can get all dressed up, and, and everyone can..." The tear rang louder than the music. The breathe I was going to let go didn't get the chance to be set free.

"You're never gonna see her again."

"Please-" My whole friendship with her flashed before my eyes. All the times she held me. Sleepovers. Family dinners.

"She took your attention away from me. She did this to you." He grinned that godawful grin. I shook my head.

"Just hold still." He wrapped it over his hand and held the belt up.

"I love you, this will be over real quick." I began to hyperventilate and cry. Whispering pleas he for sure couldn't hear. Or at least didn't wanna hear.

By the time he was done, I was bloody and bruised. I laid there shaking and sobbing. When he ascended to touch my hair I flinched away from him. He frowned before forcefully pushing my hair out of my face.

"I'm sorry. You broke a rule...Come here I'll make it better." He looked so sympathetic.

And he did. His big strong arms picked me off the ground, laid me on the bed. His lips pepped every single one of my marks. Before he kissed me deep. He went under my bed and pulled out a first aid kit. It was so thoughtful of him to fix my injuries for me. So loving. He went over every single nick and mark before kissing them again. He got on top of me and looked me in the eyes before he kissed my nose. I looked him deep in the eyes before I took his face and gave him a deep kiss. It reminded me of the first night, when he forced me to kiss him. This time it was my turn

I could be a good girl, I could be his good girl. His sweet little mouse. And maybe, he would always be sweet. Maybe, just maybe, I could even love him.

My existence from that point on wasn't as much of a painful one. I was good and I got rewarded. With kisses and soft affections. He was sweet when we were intimate. If I had said no, he had such a way with words that'd i'd give in and say yes. He was the sweet boy my parents had talked about! I just didn't know he was at first. He was even shy about our love sometimes, blushing when we would hold hands in public. I think we taught each other love! Everyone goes through pain in love! I had just gone through it a little more than normal. Everyones relationships have their rough spouts. Rough edges. Ours was unique! Ours worked because I didn't have to think. A mindless mouse.

My job was simple. Smile. Be held, or hold. Cheer him on. Open my heart. Open my mouth. I loved him. Even if I had to be forced into it.

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loveylangdon · 5 years

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Land in Miami

Requested: Hey! I had a story request, could you write about Shawn Mendes, Camila Cabello, and Shawn’s female bf. The bf is on vacation with Shawn and Camila and she gets jealous of their relationship and the bf has health complications and something happens to her and Shawn is torn between his bf or Camila. I know it might be a stretch of you writing this but Thank You! @verylandcolorwagon

Word count: 5k+

A/N: sorry it took so long I saw Shawn in Pittsburgh and have been feeling it lately haha, hope you enjoy Xx

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y/n p.o.v.

Landing at the airport was different, getting off the plane to humidity was gross and I definitely needed 10 showers but as promised I told Shawn I would come out for his Miami and Orlando shows. Waiting at baggage claim you couldn’t help but smile remembering Shawn FaceTiming you in his hotel room shirtless white sheets surrounding him as he pouted and begged until you agreed to take time off work to fly out from Toronto to see him for his “Miami magic” shows as he called them. After that call not even 3 minutes later you got an email from Andrew with your airline tickets. Assuming he already asked Andrew to get them and was just waiting for you to say yes like the dozen other times its worked in that order as if you could ever tell him no.

So here you were waiting to get off the plane and head over to baggage claim.

While Shawn couldn’t pick you up for obvious reasons Brian offered to pick you up right after they finished setting up the venue not even 10 minutes after you grabbed your luggage you were being crushed in a bear hug being caught off guard you pushed the body away from you realizing it was the infamous redhead you went in for a hug with the same force. Smiling from ear to ear.

“I missed you” Brian smiled at you kissing your temple “remind me why you can’t join the tour again.” He asked smirking taking your luggage

“Some of us have to work for real Bri we can’t all travel and follow our crushes around like lost puppies” I joked and nudged his shoulder watching his face turn red referencing Alessia and Liv Shawns opener and her best friend for the tour

“Anyways” he clears his throat before continuing “have you seen anything on-“ Brian was cut off by your phone ringing

*Incoming call from rockstar*

Brian smirked at you before you shoved him again answering the FaceTime

“Hello, rockstar what do I owe the pleasure?” You teased through the camera

“Believe me the pleasures all mine, just making sure you landed safely you didn’t text me back” he answered as his ears tinted pink lighting up your phone screen

“She didn’t answer because she’s with the better version of you Shawn, we’re on our way back to the venue” he spoke into the phone

“Oh, I’m not at the venue Andrew wanted to go out to lunch so we’re out now I’ll see you, honey, when I get back to the venue okay, I’m so glad you’re here” he smiled at you and blush covered his cheeks.

“Okay rockstar see you soon” you smiled warmly at him as the FaceTime disconnected.

Brian smirked at you, “Let's go to the venue Tiny is waiting” grabbing your luggage Brian headed towards the car.

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First it was the Miami show watching from a distance, dealing with Camila wearing all white so Shawn could spot her in the crowd when he performed and the glances he kept sneaking over in her direction is what started your bubble of irritation and her suggesting the beach the next day when she knew you didn’t favor the Ocean is what was getting you past your boiling point.

Shawn asked you to come out but didn’t tell you Camila was here too, not that you necessarily had a problem with her in the past you never favored her. She was always tugging on Shawns heartstrings and he always ran to you to fix him back up with cuddles and loving that was a little much to be considered just best friends. You thought this Miami show was going to be the next step for you guys but you were wrong, clearly.

It started After the Miami show when you waited side stage per tradition for Shawn to come hug you before making his rounds for ‘In My Blood’. You stood there like an idiot when his band members started coming off stage one by one and the song ended. Shawn nowhere in sight exited from a different stage entrance. You waited it out a good 10 minutes watching the arena clear out slowly from where you stood. Thinking why the hell did you fly out here to get ignored. Not having seen Shawn all day except for a brief 5 minutes before the show started you were about to storm out to the bus area when Connor walked past and stopped when he noticed you

“Oh y/n what are you doing back here” he chuckled

Clearing your throat you didn’t really have an answer “I was just about to get to the bus to grab my bag to get ready to go to the hotel” you looked away emotions hitting at once.

First Shawn didn’t see you in person till before the show started, leaving you to spend all day with Brian and Connor and when you finally saw Shawn he was attached to the hip with Camila, you two were supposed to go out to eat at a cafe you both loved only to find out the real reason why he couldn’t pick you up from the airport was because he took Camila there instead Andrew nowhere in sight.

Shaking your head and closing your eyes you felt Connor getting closer to you taking steps towards you with a confused look on his face and then his eyes widened “you were waiting for Shawn, he’s in his dressing room” he gave you sad smile “is it, Camila” he asked with a sincere smile no hate or underline in his tone just concern

“Fuck haha that makes me sound so pathetic, my best friend paying attention to another girl and here I am hurt over it” you joke as you look up trying not to let the tears fall using your hands to hold your face with your eyes peaking out

“It doesn’t, and you’re allowed to feel that way. We all know you guys have something special he’s being an idiot. Honestly, she changes a lot of things. Since she joined the vibe has been different and everyone’s noticing but no one wants to say anything that’s why Andrew suggested to fly you out to try and” Connor stopped talking eyes going wide and looked at you shaking his head “I didn’t mean it like that at okay obviously Shawn wants you here he’s just an idiot and needs help sometimes” he tried to fix his mistake but it was too late your mind was reeling

Shawn didn’t even want you out here, he only asked because Andrew suggested it and he didn’t know how to say no, Connor took a step towards you closing the space between you guys and pulled you into his chest hugging you

“He’s a fucking idiot okay but don’t let it change your trip okay, think of it as a mini-vacation instead you’re only here for 2 more shows let’s make the most of it. And if we do any team things I’ll be right next to you okay” he talked into your ear his cheek resting on the side of your head in your hair he was about to speak again when Shawn started talking from down the hall

“Tiny what are you doing man we need you I’m going to take an ice bath-“ he stopped talking when he got closer and realized Connor was hugging someone with his back to Shawn he didn’t notice you since Connor was a little taller

“Oi, what the hell what happened” Shawn squeaked pushing Connor from you and looking at your face for any sign of distress “what’s wrong” he looked down at you but you looked at Connor, Shawn turned and looked at Connor “what did you do Brashier” Shawn spoke to him

“What” Connor squeaked “nothing I was on my way backstage and-“ Connor looked to you and you gave him a look warning him not to mention anything

“And what” Shawn glared at him getting defensive over you

“Nothing Shawn everything’s fine really I just messed up something with work and Connor was comforting me” you smiled at him and moved his arm that made its way across your shoulder moving towards Connor who was in front of Shawn

Shawn looked down at you hurt flashing across his eyes and was about to say something when you heard the clicking of heels. Camila was running towards Shawn heels clicking along the concrete floors getting louder and louder the closer she got hearing her squeal she wrapped Shawn in a big hug and he lifted her off the ground wrapping his arm around her torso and hoisting her up to level with him they immediately went into a kiss Shawns concern for you long gone and forgotten.

You felt Connor looking at you sadly, you just nodded your head towards the buses and walked outside the venue feeling him follow closely behind.

That night Shawn, Camila and some of the crew went out for drinks. Brian stayed with Alessia who headed to Orlando right after the show because they wanted to go to some of the amusement parks in the area before soundcheck the next day.

Laying on your hotel bed hugging a pillow to your chest after checking your phone you found out Shawn and Camila were at the club from one of the crew members Instagram stories. Shawn didn’t even invite you or let you know where he was going. He forgot about you again.

Glad you had your own room you wouldn’t have to deal with Shawn, usually when you came on tour he was clingy not that you minded you loved him and would do anything for him he usually wanted to share a room with you so you could cuddle and hang out but obviously that was already being done.

Sighing you heard a knock on your hotel room door leaving it alone thinking they would go away because no one even knew you were here you let it be until it got louder

“Okay I’m coming hold on” you shouted as you made your way through the ensuite to the door opening it seeing Connor holding a pizza box and a grocery bag of snacks

Smiling at him “Connor Brashier and what do I owe the pleasure” stepping back to make way for him to come in he smiled at you

“Thought you could use some company” he shrugs and goes to put everything into your bed “I brought snacks, food, and movies”

“You’re the best Brashier honestly” you smile at him and notice him standing awkwardly next to the bed you go to pull him onto the bed next to you digging out the plates and napkins, eating and snaking talking about college courses and how he handled touring so young. You both fell asleep after a couple of movies and before Shawn sent a mass group text telling everyone to get ready for the beach in a couple of hours.

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You’re second day here and have probably seen Shawn for a total of 20 minutes altogether. You texted him about breakfast after he sent out the text about the beach to find out he was already out with Camila from pictures all over social media.

For the past two days, that's how you’ve seen Shawn, plastered all over the internet with the short girl attached to his hip at your guys’ favorite restaurants kissing or eating each other as you saw it. Both of them eating at places he promised he would take you out to when you landed, and here you were spending more time with his tour photographer and seeing the inside of your hotel room than him.

The only person that seemed to care was Connor, and even then it was because when you guys all went to the beach despite your disapproval. But you couldn’t handle the waves, Con saved you from almost drowning, being surrounded by 6ft something guys everyone just kept going deeper and deeper into the water, usually you would be holding onto Shawn but he seemed to be pre-occupied and Brian left on the bus with Alessia to head out early to Orlando so your only lifeline was Con.

Your fear of large bodies of water completely went over Shawns head when Camila said she knew the perfect beach to go to, Connor offered to stay behind with you not being a big fan of the ocean himself but Shawn wasn’t having it. He wanted the whole team to go. The beach was the final straw, you were ready to go home after his Miami show clearly you weren’t welcome here with Camila pulling him every which way and you definitely weren’t the type of person to fight for a guys attention.

Watching her cling on to him for dear life and watching them make out in front of paps has gotten annoying and frustrating. You wanted to yell at Shawn and Andrew for even inviting you but you were more hurt than anything. You were easily forgotten and no one seemed to notice.

Connor kept his promise and stood by you the entire day which he was truly an angel for. When the waves got a little stronger Con noticed Camila and you struggling to keep afloat Shawn automatically went to Camila leaving Connor to help you attach yourself to him. You and Con stayed on the other side of Cez in the water across from Shawn and Mila. You rested your head on Con’s shoulder most of the time due to being tired from the movie marathon the night before and irritation from Shawn. You noticed Shawn glaring in your guys direction, Connor must have to because he wasn’t having any of it so he kept twirling you in the water keeping a firm grip on your waist and made sure your arms were wrapped securely around his neck, keeping up a conversation to distract you which you were happy for.

After the beach Camila wanted to go to the Hotel pool and swim for a bit you were going to excuse yourself but again Shawn wanted the entire team to go leaving you no choice but to follow.

Now here you were 2 days after landing you found yourself in your hotel room packing up your suitcase ready to leave after leaving the hotel pool to Shawn and Camila eating each other once again in front of everyone and paparazzi, having enough of seeing Shawn swallow Camila you were tired of it. You told Con you were going back to your room and left without saying goodbye to anyone.

Texting your friend about everything she agreed you should just come home. You thought yours and Shawns relationship was stronger than this, being friends for 15 years you’ve been with him through everything and never has he ignored you this bad or left you to your own defenses or even alone at all, when you joined him on tour regardless of what girl he had on his arm he always prioritized you and if his girl couldn’t get that he wouldn’t waste his time with her. You thought this trip was what was going to finally take things into the next step of your guys' relationship but clearly, you were wrong. This trip was a dud and all for nothing and you were left fuming.

Your thoughts about the horrid past two days were broken when you heard pounding on your hotel door about 15 minutes later.

“Why did you leave?” You hear Shawn stomp in after hearing the door slam forgetting Andrew had the second key to each of the rooms. You cursed under you breathe. He walked in shirtless hair still damp from the pool wearing his Nike shorts. He sounded pissed.

“Because I got tired of being ignored” you look at him shrugging your shoulders

He narrowed his eyes at you “this is about Camila, isn’t it? She said you were jealous I should’ve known”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” You look at him and he’s gone all defensive again arms crossed over his chest

“You left the pool do you know how rude that was, Camila just wanted to have a nice off the day with everyone and you fucking left without telling anyone” he looked at you

“Con knew I was leaving I told him” you huffed and watched him roll his eyes

“Oh yeah your new best friend right, after I fly you out here all you can do is spend time with Connor” you heard hurt and sarcasm in his tone and it only made you mad

“You do not get to do this to me Shawn I’m fucking tired of it, don’t drag Connor into this he didn’t do anything wrong”

“Tired of what y/n the truth you’ve been spending time with Connor more than me I haven’t seen you in months and the first time I see you you’re wrapped up in Connors' arms and I find out form Andrew that Con didn’t sleep in his room he was with you the entire night” Shawn shouts at you

Rubbing your temples you look up to see a red-faced Shawn “No Shawn I'm tired of you ignoring me the second I stepped foot off the plane-”

“what are you talking about” he scoffs

“let me finish” you glare at him “You’re right I've been spending time with Connor but because my best friend didn’t even want me out here in the first place, how do you think that makes me feel Shawn honestly you beg me to come out here to hang out to see some shows I finally take time off work which I don’t have because I visited you for 3 weeks a couple of months ago, but I made it work because you said you needed me out here.” You’re about to cry but continue after taking a breath “As soon as I land I find out you’re doing everything you promised to do with me but with Camila.” You sigh rubbing your temples looking up at him “I'm not going to fight for your attention Shawn you know that, so yes I left and I'm oh so sorry for upsetting your little girlfriend but clearly I’m not welcome here and I’m tired of seeing you go out and do our favorite things with someone else.” You look at him and you see the pain behind his eyes and he's about to respond when his phone rings in his hand and a picture of Camila pops up on the screen.

You scoff “of fucking course” you grab your purse and head out of the hotel room and make your way to Connors room hoping he left the pool when you did.

Knocking on his door and not receiving any answer you know he's still at the pool, you go to reach for your phone before realizing you left it in your hotel room and you’d be damned if you went to confront Shawn again. Making your way into the lobby you ask the concierge to leave a message for Connors room so when he got back to his room he would know you went out and didn't have a phone but not to worry you’d be back before dark.

You were walking around for what felt like hours, not remembering where you roamed off to you had a headache and you're sure you looked like death. You noticed some who you assumed were fans looking at you but you could care less. Eyes bloodshot and puffy you were tired and feeling pain in your feet from walking so far but being too stubborn to turn back. The last thing you remember was it being too hard to breathe feeling a sharp pain in your back and seeing black spots before you heard someone scream your name and felt the ground under you.

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Shawns p.o.v.

Watching y/n walkout was the hardest thing I felt like a piece of me walked out of the door but it was my fault for not telling her about Mila and expecting her to go along with whatever plans I obviously didn’t tell her about. I felt like I let her down that I let us down.

I've been so stressed about tour and Senorita coming out when Camila told me her boyfriend broke up with her because of me I felt awful and she kinda just stuck around after that.

Sitting down at dinner with Camila I can feel her starring at the side of my face. I kept my phone in my hand waiting for a call from Connor to tell me he found her. Biting the inside of my cheek I hoped she would come back by now. Y/n left as the sun was about to set and in my attempt to call her back into the room I realized she left her phone behind. I broke down into a panic and that's how Connor found me with Camila trailing behind him upset that I wasn't ready for dinner and that I left her at the pool.

Here I sat with Camila and her family talking about last nights show and how it was probably the best show out of the entire tour. Feeling Camila’s eyes boring into the side of my head I turned to look at her and gave her a kiss trying to portray that I was here with her and she had my full attention. She already chewed me out for leaving her with the team, and how y/n was being selfish and inconsiderate of her feelings. How she didn’t get to see me as often as she wanted either.

My phone glued to my hands waiting for anything to pop up about y/n it was like I summoned a call from Andrew going to hit the answer button, Camila’s small hand took my phone out of my hands ended the call and put it into her purse.

“Mila my phone” I looked down at her softly so her family wouldn't notice

“We’re having dinner Shawn you don’t need it” she pecked my cheek and turned to talk to her cousin next to her

I stared at Mila’s bag watching it light up counting 7 different times where it did, my knee bouncing with nerves. Grabbing Mila’s hand I excused us to the hallway

“Camila my phone now” I held my hand out waiting for it

“Shawn no, we’re having dinner you promised you would do this for me, for us I already told you that girl is fine she’s probably doing it for attention now lets go back sit down and have a nice meal you can have your phone back later” she pecked my lips and held my hand pulling me out of the hall before I could get a word in.

Before we could walk all the way back to the table I saw Andrew standing next to the table and looked at Camila who rolled her eyes in annoyance

“Andrew what-”

“y/n is in the hospital Connors with her right now but she might need her stuff to go home after, you have the extra hotel key I need it,” he said nonchalantly staring me down and I felt myself visibly shrink he was mad at me

“Oh I have the extra key” Camila chirped and dug through her purse handing it to Andrew

“Is y/n okay what happened, where is she lets go?” I said grabbing my jacket and waiting for Andrew who put a hand on my chest

“Stay and finish your meal with Camila and her family, I'm going back to the hotel to get y/n passport so when she wakes up we can get her home”

“What,” I say louder “What do you mean when she wakes up what happened Andrew lets go” I go to pull on his arm when I feel Camila tug on mine

“Shawn you can’t drop everything for her, she's not your responsibility she walked out on you why do you care” she huffed annoyed with jealousy dripping from her tone

I lean down to kiss her forehead “Ill see you at the hotel later okay” I smile at her and she crosses her arms over her chest

“Shawn if you leave that's it. You've embarrassed me enough tonight” she spoke through her teeth

“Mila don’t do this right now I have to go” I see hurt flash across her face

“Then leave! go after her like you always did, like you always do” she huffs and throws my phone at my chest and turns around back to her family.

I give them a small smile and her mom gives me a sympathetic smile and I turn to find Andrew but he’s nowhere to be found. Fuck.

I walk out of the restaurant and check my phone all missed calls from Connor and Andrew and I hit Connors number and start sprinting back to the hotel hoping to catch Andrew.

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y/n p.o.v.

I wake up to bright lights and a weight on my side I look down to see a mop of brown curls resting on me and on the other tufts of blonde hair.

I’m about to wake Connor to find out what happened when Brian and Andrew walk through the door

“Oh good morning sleeping beauty, how are you feeling,” Brian asks whispering to not wake Shawn and Connor

“Everything hurts, what happened” I nod to Shawn and raise my eyebrows his body was hunched over in his chair, his cheek was laying on my side and his eyes puffy with his mouth slightly open breathing softly.

“Let’s get the boys out of here and we can talk yah?” Andrew suggests and you nod at him closing your eyes again and feeling a pain in your arm. Letting out a yelp you start to feel dizzy all over again and see you woke up Shawn and Connor looking frantic while a nurse came in to check on you before your vision went black.

Waking up a second time to bright lights making you squint going to move your hand to shield your face you felt a weight in it. Looking over you saw Shawn a 6’2 giant curled into a ball attempting to fit in a chair next to your bed with his hand in yours. You try to detangle your fingers from his but even in his sleep he’s not having it and you feel too weak to fight it. He must’ve felt your struggle because his eyes opened wide not even 5 seconds later.

As soon as you made eye contact with him he a fresh set of tears started streaming down his pink blotchy cheeks and streams of mumbled apologies fell from his lips.

“Hey, hey rockstar it's fine I’m okay, look I'm here”

His tears didn't stop flowing but he rubbed his nose on his sleeve taking a shaky breathe “I could've lost you and its all my fault I'm so sorry I shouldn’t have let you leave, I shouldn’t have yelled at you ‘msorry for being so shitty everything that happened was my fault and I understand if you don’t want to talk to me for a while” he broke eye contact and looked down on your bed

“What happened,” you ask softly

“After you left the hotel I don’t know how long you were gone but apparently you went far enough and cried enough to where it was enough to dehydrate you, the weather and traveling also impacted your body, your body went into stress paralysis causing you to blackout and have an internal seizure” he sighed as more tears streamed down his face “I could have lost you, luckily a fan saw you and called an ambulance and they brought you here and made sure the hospital called Andrew luckily he was on your emergency contact” he shows a small smile remembering how when you first went on tour with Shawn you broke your arm and neither of you had your phones so you guys just waited in the hospital. After that Karen made sure you added Andrew onto your emergency contact in case something like that happened again he would be notified instead of thinking he lost two teenagers in a random state. “If I was with you, or even paid attention to you like I promised we wouldn't be here you wouldn't have to be dealing with this if I didn’t ask you to come out here because I'm selfish, I'm so sorry I'm an idiot who doesn't deserve you at all” he choked out

You hummed, stress paralysis was something you dealt with when your parents went through a divorce and things got really bad. Putting on so much stress and not being able to talk about it your body retaliated and went into fits of paralysis to literally exert the stress out of your body. You didn’t realize how hard yours and Shawns fight effected you.

“Please say something” Shawn looked up at you with red eyes and blotchy cheeks, holding your hand in both of his he waited patiently

“You’re going to have to do worse than put me in a hospital to get rid of me rockstar” you spoke softly to him as you felt his arms wrap around your torso and his head in your neck “I’m still upset but you can make it up to me”

“Anything you want and it's yours, I love you and I'm so sorry” he mumbled into your neck careful not to squeeze you too tight placing a kiss on your pulse.

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thank you for reading, slightly unedited I've been busy but I wrote this in under an hour thank you for being patient. don't forget to leave feedback and comments thank you Xxx

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His loss, my win

Request: Would it be possible to have a fic where the reader gets cheated on by her bf, and she blames herself, but dean comforts her and helps her see how important she is? (Also have feelings for her, so he gets mad at the guy?) End it ends in fluff(?)

Pairing: Dean x Reader, former OMC Ryan x Reader

Warnings: angst, self-doubts, sad reader, mentions of cheating, language, comforting, implied violence, fluff

On wobbling legs, hands shaking you walk down the stairs in the bunker. Your eyes are puffy and red, tears stream down your cheeks and you just want to bury your face into your pillow right now.

“Y/N? What’s wrong, Sweetheart?” Dean asks and you cast your look down. You don’t want to let Dean know your boyfriend cheated on you. It’s your fault…you’re not girly enough, not all dolled up all the time. No wonder Ryan was looking for someone else, someone better.

“I’m fine…” You say. The words come out as a desperate sob so Dean jumps out of his chair, almost tripping over his feet to rush toward you.

“Tell me what’s wrong, Y/N. We are friends, you can tell me everything. Did someone hurt you? Did someone say something stupid?” Dean asks softly and you sniffle. You don’t get the chance to say anything before Dean wraps his arms around you. “Just tell me…”

“It’s…” Your voice cracks and you suppress another sob before you start talking again. “I was in a bar…Ryan and I wanted to meet up and he was late…”

“Did he not show up?” Your friend mutters resting his chin on the crown of your hair. He always does this, a gentle gesture to make you feel better.

“Worse…” You choke out.

“Drank too much and talked low about you once again? I swear I’m going to kill him.” Dean mutters and you rest your head against his warm chest. Inhaling his scent deeply you close your eyes.

“I was waiting for him at ‘our’ table. You know we always have the same table so he can watch the other chicks…”

“Son of a bitch!”

“After half an hour I was worried. I called his phone, but he didn’t answer. I left the bar, wanted to walk back to my car and that was the moment I heard strange noises coming from the alley behind the bar.”

“Monster?”

“Close…” I got my gun and angel blade out of my trunk, just in case. When I got closer I was able to hear Ryan…he was growling…” You whisper. “I stepped closer, wanted to know if he’s in danger but it was the complete opposite.”

“Don’t tell me…”

“He was balls deep in his ex-girlfriends ass. Fucking her like an animal. I always assumed he was still interested in her. It was her breaking up with him as she thought he’s not good enough for her.”

“I will kill him... I’ll go to town and break his face for sure.” Dean mutters holding you even tighter.

“It’s my fault, Dean…” You sniffle and Dean looks down at you in his arms. Your eyes meet his and he shakes his head.

“How could this be your fault?”

“Look at me, Dean. I’m plain…barely average. I never wear make-up, well only if it’s needed for a case. My scars…I’m not all dolled up…sometimes I even forget to shave, Dean.” You whine and Dean plants a soft kiss to your hair.

“You are perfect the way you are. Screw shaving, we are saving people! If he’s able to shave his balls he can force you to be smooth every day.” Dean rumbles and you chuckle at his words.

“Do you shave your balls?” You ask and Dean shrugs his shoulders.

“I got bored and tried it once. Cut me and that’s that…” The tall hunter explains, and you start laughing.

“How about you get out of these clothes and change into something more comfortable? I’ll drive to town and get us a pizza, ice cream and your favorite sweets. We can have a sleepover in my room.” Dean says and your eyes light up at his words.

“Can we watch Scooby-Doo?” You ask and Dean gives you a cocky grin.

“How can I say know? My favorite girl wants to watch my favorite animated girl with me. Count me in. Have a shower, change clothes and prepare everything. I’ll get the food and some sinful dessert.” Dean chuckles.

“Thank you for trying to cheer me up, Dean.” Sniffing you give your friend a cracked smile. “I’m not trying to cheer you up. I want to spend time with my favorite girl…now hurry up before I’m back with the pizza or I’ll eat it all alone.”

After pecking Dean’s cheek, you rush toward your room to get fresh clothes and your favorite pillow.

Dean's heart clenches in his chest thinking about your boyfriend…

Maybe he will drive a short detour?

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“You are late, Winchester.” You mutter as Dean enters the room with the promised food. A smirk on his face at the memory of your ex-boyfriend peeing his pants Dean shrugs.

“Had to drive a detour to get us some pie and ice cream. Start the show, Sweetheart.” While Dean is kicking his shoes of you start the first episode of Scooby-Doo. “Uh, I love that one. Can you remember the episode where Scooby was hiding in a longcase watch?” You chuckle and Dean grins at you.

“Damn, I think I need to marry you, Y/N,” Dean says and this time you shrug.

“I’m still available. Barely used, with some spiderwebs in certain regions but I’m smart, kind and easy-care.” You tease and Dean hums.

Long legs stretched out, back resting against the headboard Dean yawns moving one arm around your shoulders to bring you closer to him.

“If you are trying to steal my pizza you better be prepared for a slap!”

“Just wanted to have you closer. You know there are other men out there, Y/N. Other men seeing how special you are.” Dean whispers and you gulp.

“Other men?”

“Me for example…”

“OH…oh…you like me?” You ask glancing at Dean.

“I like you a lot. How about we go out one day...? I know you will need time to get over that son of a bitch but we could have a date…if you want to.” Dean says.

“Hmm…only if we watch Scooby-Doo after the date.” You insist.

Dean is smiling as he can see your eyes lit up. “Deal. What did you mean with spiderwebs by the way?”

“You know…my private parts. Ryan was not very attentively lately. Now I know why…” you huff.

“Private parts…huh…Well, his loss, my win, Y/N. I’ll take care of you and your private parts from now on.” Dean whispers and you choke on your juice.

“Slow down, Cowboy! I want a date first.” You state poking a finger into Dean’s chest.

“Does this not count as a date? We have food, drinks, and awesome entertainment…”

“I’m not convinced. Let me have a slice of pie and we can talk about this being a date.”

“Deal…by the way I broke Ryan’s face…” Dean chuckles.

“I know…he texted me to apologize. I bet he peed his pants too…would’ve paid to see…” You can’t end the sentence as Dean is handing you his phone.

“Took some pictures…” Your lips curve into a grin as you and Dean start laughing.

Dean is right…Ryan loses for sure cause he could never compete with Dean…

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ongfreestyle · 5 years

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Coffee and College

A Jaehyun college coffee bullet au that ZERO people asked for

So anyway, you're in your second year of college and you're in the groove of things (kinda) and all is well

You're on your way to your 9am French I class on the first day and you feel your phone vibrating

It's your bf and you smile thinking "aaww it's our 3yr anniversary n he's calling already to say good morning"

More like... goodbye

Yep. 8:45am he calls you to dump you in the driest most uncool way

"listen. I just ... I know this is random, but....I don't wanna do this anymore."

"oh. Uh. What? Sorry I didn't hear you?"

"I'm sorry, I just can't do this anymore I want to break up with you. I'm sorry."

"oh. Ok. Fine. Sure. Umm...if you wanna talk about it later. Then...yeah..I have French class now bye."

End of call and start of class

Yep you're third row from the back and you plan to pay attention to the syllabus talk and following lesson but

You're definitely tearing up

Like literally WHO DOES THAT?? Just dumps you at 8am no explanation??

So anyways there are teardrops on your notes now and ink isn't tear proof so...rip

Anyways thirty minutes in and your head in kinda just down and you're kinda just crying quietly

And then this kid slides into the seat next to you

He's v late

And v cute even through the tears

And he's smiling really big even though the teacher just scolded him

He sets his coffee down and looks at you wiping snot and tears away and he hands you a napkin from his bag

You take it and mutter a "thanks"

And a moment later he slides his coffee to you too

"I didn't drink it yet"

"it's an espresso, extra caffeine"

"I made it myself"

And he's back to taking notes

And you're still kinda pouting, but it's been 45+ mins so you try to at least write down the homework assignment

And you decide to sip the stupid espresso it's actually pretty good

The next day you find yourself at the school cafeteria and guess who it is??

Espresso boy!!

And it turns out that he's even cuter in uniform!

You go to order some food and he greets you with a big smile

"feeling better today?"

"kinda"

"rough day yesterday, huh?"

"yeah. Can I have a breakfast burrito?"

"no coffee?"

"no, but thanks for the free coffee yesterday. It helped. I owe you one"

"no you don't, it's on the house. And so the one I'm about to make you next. It's today's special!"

Who are you to deny another free coffee? So you take his offer and a few minutes later you're at your table eating your breakfast and doing your French homework

And the special coffee is really good

Then one of your friends comes by and is giving you a weird look

"are you drinking the nasty coffee from the cafeteria??"

"yep. Its actually really good"

And your friend's like ??? "It's usually bitter and gross tho ?? Like 10 times outta 10"

And you shrug and get back to work and your friend grabs some food and starts doing their work too

The day goes on and finally you get some time to yourself to think about yesterday

Your ex hasn't called or texted. Nothing. And it just hits you like wow. I'm. Single.

Cool.

Except not cool because you got no closure or explanation and ouch.

So you hate it but just like yesterday, you're crying again. Just. Uglier crying.

And your roommate comes back and is like "awww sweetie, fuck him"

And she says if you wipe your face she'll take you out for ice cream

So fuck the snot and tears, you want some damn ice cream

And out you go!!

Free ice cream you two stop at a park on campus and there's a basket game going on

And your roommate is like SKSSKDJS "LOOK IT'S JOHNNY SKSJDJ"

English??

"that means holy shit it's the hottest tallest nicest guy in school and he's playing basketball look at his ARMS BITCH"

So guess who's watching a pickup game of bball while eating ice cream?

You two!

Oh and guess who else is playing and is red and sweaty and had a nice jump shot?

Coffee boy.

Yup and you might not be interested in the Score, but dammit the view was nice

The game ends and Johnny is the first to come over to the side lines n greet your roommate

She's batting her eyelashes and telling him he did amazing even tho they lost

And he's smiling and chugging water as he goes on talking and coffee boy and a few of his friends are on the sidelines now looking at you

Coffee Boy is the first to say hi and all you can do is say hi back

And thank him for the coffee again

He shrugs, "no problem. Coffee fixes almost everything in college"

Almost everything. And there's an awkward silence

"see you around." He says and he walks away

Like that you never find out his name and life moves on

French class is going well and you sit in the front now and coffee boy is always late and sits in the back

You really don't do anything except exchange glances

Then midterms are coming up and you are a bit panicked bc u definitely neglected French studies

So like any good college student you cram like hell

In the library at midnight you're trying to learn vocabulary, conjugations, grammar points

You look insane by 1am bit you can't stop then you hear someone coming I'm the library

It's (literally if you can guess by now) coffee boy

And he's got 4 coffee cups in a holder with him and a huge backpack

He spots you and waves

"mind if I sit with you?"

"mind if I claim two of the coffees?"

"there all yours" and he sits next to you and slides the holder to you just like when you first met

"I made them myself"

"so you make these awesome brews?"

"yeah the schools coffee recipe is shitty."

"well maybe you should major in business and open a coffee shop. They're really good."

"maybe I will"

And you two study quietly and you peek over to see him going over French vocab

"let's quiz each other?"

"sure"

And it's 2am and you guys realize you're both fukced

Like. No vocab is sticking and the coffee had you two literally SHAKING

And by 3am you guys are just cracking up

"I never learned your name coffee boy"

"Jaehyun. Jung Jaehyun."

"well. Good luck with the test tomorrow because I. Give. Up."

And you get up to leave and he offers to walk you home and you accept for safety reasons

"I'm glad to see you so happy. You're pretty like that."

"I'm an ugly crier, huh"

"kinda."

"okay, not the gentleman answer, but I admire your honesty"

"thanks. I hope you have a good night"

Yeah the walk back was not long at all. Too bad because you really were enjoying your time

But 9am French !!!

Midterms are over after a week and it's back to the daily grind

But days are way better when you have French now bc Jaehyun sits next to you (when he's on time and the seats open) and you guys joke around alot during speaking practice

He's brings you a new coffee everyday and asks you how it tastes and what he should add or take away

And you kinda hang out at the cafeteria now so you can talk to him while he's working

Ooppsss you have developed a small™ crush on Jaehyun and it's not going away anytime soon

You even open up to him about why you crying the day you met (tho u vowed to NVR speak of it again)

Yeah now the crush is nvr dying :)))

Bc your friends notice that you always go watch him play b-ball even tho it's not a REAL game

And he always has a coffee for you

And you two are always studying French

But like...you guys are making questionable grades...so...what's up??

NOTHING

French I finals are coming and you and Jaehyun are at your usual spot in the library, except this time YOU bought HIM coffee

"what brand ?"

"gross school brand that you didn't make, but is LOADED with caffeine"

"gross. Hand me one"

"cheers!"

And it's study time

But he's not focused

Like he never is and neither are you, but it's really off now

"is it that bad?"

"the coffee? Yeah. And my French grade? It's even worse. I won't make French 2."

And you're like WTF WTF NO FRENCH 2 WITH JAEHYUN YOUR CRUSH WHO LITERALLY GOT YOU THRU THIS SEMESTER ????

"Jaehyun. We are going to fix your grade with this final. I SWEAR."

You're like REAL STUDY MODE: ON

And he has this small smile on his face.

Sly....

"what?"

"you WANT me in your French 2 class don't you?"

"uuhhh-duhh free coffee to keep me up during le snooze fest"

"you know it's not free. It comes outta my pay check"

"okay, then I owe it to you to get you to pass this class and get to French 2"

"I guess."

Yeah. You're DRILLING info into ur heads ,,,, but Jaehyun is like ____ blank.

So you kinda snap

"yo do u wanna fail??? At least TRY!"

"I can't focus. I'm confused about something."

"past tense conjugations?"

"you."

Pause.

"I can't tell if you're over your ex. You took it hard and I'm trying to wait, but..."

???????????

"my ex? My ex is my ex...I'm over that"

"you never really brought it up much. I wouldn't know."

"Past tense."

"and also. The coffee."

"your coffee is good! I'm serious, Jaehyun!"

"yeah, but do like me...? Or my coffee?"

"both?"

Jaehyun is not making this easy for you okay

"I mean, if I didn't bring you coffee, would you still hang with me? Teach me French n stuff?"

"of course."

"so you...........like......me?"

HELL YES, but you settle for a simple yep

Then he just looks at you seriously

"you LIKE me LIKE me..like....LIKE LIKE?"

"uuhh...if I understood all of the likes right, then....yeah. I do like you."

OH AND THAT DOES IT

He is so reeeeeedddd

Like this boy GONE

You. His crush. Likes. Him. Wtf

Yeah he cannot quit grinning

And when you move on from the topic he can't focus on a single word you're saying

Finals day comes and you feel okay about your score and Jaehyun said he wants to leave it in the past

And you two go hang out at the cafeteria

And he's looking at you across the table

Randomly he just smiles at you

"I..wanna be your boyfriend...."

bc y'all nvr because s/o's officially soooo

Your heart rate

Lemme draw it

/\/\/\/\_______💀

Wow

He said it so cutely

Damn that's crazy bc you would love if he was your bf

And when you say that!!

Reference to drawing

After becoming official you two are like the cutest couple ever

And you go to French 2 and he's back in French 1

He got a 58 on the final :/

But OH WELL you're his tutor now

And you guys actually study

And he doesn't feel like he has to bribe you with coffee to make you like him

So with some hard work you both kick your caffeine addictions

And you guys spend the days making stupid jokes and playing basketball together

Cramming for French while high on 4 coffees each

(old habits die hard)

And you two tease each other so much

It's a miracle you get any work done really

Jaehyun passes his French 1 class with an A+ and he literally runs to your dorm to tell you

You crash into each other

He holds you to steady you

And hes like "babe I passed"

"that's great!"

"it's all thanks to you I could kiss you, but I have coffee breath and-"

"that's nothing new"

Okay and cue the totally cheesy kiss

Where Jaehyun's like "you're right, but our first kiss should be special"

Valentine Boy is a ROMANTIC okay

But it doesn't matter

You can't resist leaning in

And he lets out a fake groan like he hasn't been dying to kiss you since he first saw u snotting all over your notes

Yep he liked you then.

And the lean in was so slow, but when your lips met it was worth it

And the coffee taste.... wasn't so bad anyway

#nct #jaehyun #jaehyun scenario #nct scenario #its 3am #wowo #no proof resd #yikes

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kpop-khh-writer-trash · 6 years

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His Voice

**GIF isn’t mine. Credit to the owner.**

anonymous asked: can i request dean and loco recording a new song and hearing their bf sing decide to include him in the song?

A/N: Thank you for your request! I hope this is what you were looking for. This is my first request for someone I don’t personally know so I was beyond nervous. I’m still new to this so I’m sorry if it isn’t good. Please feel free to send me your feedback!

Genre; fluff

Characters; Hyuk (Dean) Hyukwoo (Loco) & Jaemin (made up)

Pairing; Dean and Jaemin

Jaemin had fallen asleep somewhere are eleven pm only to be woken up at three am by Hyukwoo. Knowing that Hyukwoo was working with his boyfriend on a track, he answered. He only called when something was going on with Hyuk.

"Hello?" Jaemin answered, still half asleep.

"Hey, Min, sorry to wake you but is there any way you could come down to the studio? Hyuk is on the verge of a breakdown over this song."Hyukwoo told him honestly.

"Yeah, I'll be there in twenty," Jaemin replied. With a quick "thank you" they both hung up. Hyukwoo new that if anyone could calm Hyuk, it was Jaemin, he had seen it for himself a couple of times.

True to his word, Jaemin walked in twenty minutes later with coffee and food. Something had told him that neither of the boys had eaten much if anything at all the day beforehand. After everyone's bellies were full, the boys turned back to their track, while Jaemin took up residence on the couch. Watching Hyukwoo and Hyuk lay beat after beat only for Hyuk to hate it and delete all of their hard work. He hated seeing his boyfriend in any distress, especially when it came to his music. He felt helpless as he watches Hyuks shoulder slump in defeat accompanied by a long sigh. Knowing there wasn't anything he could do for his love when it came to his music. Looking at the clock, he realizes that it's after one in the afternoon. "They have to be hungry" Jaemin thought to himself.

"Hyuk, baby? I'm going to run to the convenience store and get you guys food. Love you" Jaemin explains, standing up putting his coat on. With a small comforting peck on Hyuk's temple, he's on his way.

"Be careful Minnie. Love you too." Hyuk calls after Jaemin.

"What do you hate about this song?" Hyukwoo asked Hyuk the question that has been playing on his mind since the fourth redo of this track.

"It's not that I hate it. Something is missing, hyung. I'm not sure what but something." Hyuk explained

"Hyuk, everyone's vocals that fit, has been in the booth and still nothing. That like six people." Hyukwoo points out.

"I don't know how to explain, hyung but whatever is missing, I'm going to figure it out." Hyuk replays with a frustrated sigh. Hyukwoo nods his head in response, letting Hyuk know he understands.

Not long after the conversation ends, Jaemin walks through the door with lunch. The three eat in a comfortable silence. When everyone is done eating Jaemin takes it upon himself to clean their mess from lunch and let the boys get back to work.

Deciding to get some school work done, Jaemin puts his earbuds in so he can focus. Getting lost in his assignments, he doesn't realize that he's singing out loud. His boyfriend and Hyukwoo, on the other hand, stop everything they're doing the minute they hear Jaemins voice. Choosing against interrupting Jaemins singing, Hyuk pulls out his phone and records it.

"Hyuk, I believe you just found your missing piece on this track." Hyukwoo states. Studying the raw emotion coming from Jaemins face as he sang.

"I believe you're right, hyung," Hyuk commented as he ended the recording. He knew he had to do everything he could to convince his boyfriend on this track.

"Why don't we take a break? I'll be leaving first." Hyukwoo stated, standing up and walking to the door. With a wave to Jaemin and Hyuk, he was gone.

"Did you guys finish the track?" Jaemin question as he removed his earbuds.

"Not yet. We're taking a break." Hyuk answered, making his way to the couch. Jaemin hummed in response as Hyuk lays down with his head in his boyfriend's lap.

"I found what was missing on the track though," Hyuk explained after a few minutes of silence and Jaemin running his fingers through Hyuk's hair, helping him relax for the first time in days.

"That's good, baby. I'm glad. I've been so worried about you lately. You haven't been eating or sleeping well." Jaemin couldn’t help but expressed his worries.

"I know Minnie. I'm sorry. Everything will be easier when the album is over with." Hyuk reassured him, letting the conversation end.

"Wait, you never said what exactly it was that was missing. What was it?" Jaemin rushed out, getting excited that Hyuk was finally able to figure it out.

"It was you." He answered honestly.

"Me? What do you mean me?" Jaemin asked, completely puzzled about the answer his boyfriend had just given him. With a chuckle, Hyuk began to explain everything from this mornings conversation to the moment he and Hyukwoo heard Jaemins voice. Hyuk needed Jaemin on this song. He just had to figure out how to make that happen. When he was finished explaining everything, he takes the chance to glance at Jaemin, only to be met with the same smile he fell in love with almost two years ago.

"Does that mean that the famous Dean and Loco want me on a song? Why me? There's nothing special about me, baby." Jaemin responds with a smile a mile wide.

"Minnie, of course, we want you on this track! Babe, what are you saying? You're the most special person to me! You're the reason I'm able to function on days like today. Where nothing goes right." Hyuk expressed honestly.

"I'll do it! Hyuk, Baby, we balance each other out. When I stress about exams, homework, bills, and the house, you wrap your arms around my shoulders and bring me back to earth." Jaemin explained with a kiss on Hyuk's forehead.

"You're right, about the balance, I never thought about it like that. Wait! You'll do it?" Hyuk gasps excitedly, finally realizing that the love of his life just agreed to feature on his song.

Jaemin couldn't find his words so just chose to nod and grin wider. Standing up, Hyuk escorts Jaemin to the booth and explains how everything is going to work. Returning to his seat after he had given Jaemin the lyrics and a pep talk. Six takes, and four hours later and they were almost done. Hyukwoo and Hyuk were overjoyed that the song was almost. Jaemin, on the other hand, wasn't sure what he was feeling. He was nervous, scared, and excited all at once. He was mainly scared of disappointing and making his boyfriend and everyone who poured their heart and souls into this album look bad.

It took three weeks after finishing the song for the album to be released. The fans went into a craze when it came out they loved everything about the album, especially the last track, Jaemins song. The fans let the world know just how much they loved it. It was all over everyone's social media accounts. With hundreds of thousands of comments on Hyuks YouTube letting him know just how much they loved the song and Jaemin.

"So now that you know that everyone loves your voice as much as I do, how do you feel, Minnie?" Hyuk asked, wrapping his arms around Jaemin as the leaned against the balcony.

"How'd you know?" Jaemin question with a shy smile.

"Baby, have you forgotten that I know you better than you know yourself?" Hyuk giggled.

"I was just scared of disappointing you guys. Being featured on yours or anyone's song for that matter is a big first for me. I wasn't sure what to expect." Jaemin expressed his thoughts honestly.

"You did amazing babe," Hyuk reassures Jaemin with a kiss on his temple.

Jaemin lets out a small "Thank you" and lets the conversation end. Feeling content with how life was going at the moment, they just stayed in each other's arms as the minutes went on. Jaemin had everything he could ever want and then some. He was in love with his best friend. He was passing all of his classes and graduating soon. He was lucky enough to be a feature on the famous Dean and Loco's album and so much more. What more could a guy want?

"So you want to be on my next album?" Hyuk whispered.

@kpop-scenario-lover @sheisdreamingsheisdreaming @dayeemah Thank you for your encouragement!

#khh #khh scenarios #kwon hyuk #deanfluenza #kwon hyukwoo #loco #fluff #khh fluff #request #khh request

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fanfictionformost-blog · 7 years

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Drunk Imagine CATB

Van: You had been drunk around Van before but never this drunk, you were absolutely wasted and all you wanted to do was cuddle. “I’m lonely” You said a little too loudly. “I’m right here and everyone else we know is inside! how can you be lonely at a house party?” Van asked through his tipsy sounding laughter. “I don’t know... but I am! Love me!” You slurred your words and then practically body slammed Van while rapping him in a huge hug. Van quickly braced himself and managed to hold you up in a tight embrace. You stood like that for a while resting your whole weight on Van before you spoke again, “Kiss my head please.” You mumbled into Van’s chest. He did just as you asked and placed a soft kiss to your temple. You let out a long comfortable sigh then you spoke again, “Okay now tell me you love me.” You looked up at Van expectedly. “Of course I love you!” Van laughed. “I know I just really want to hear it right now, I’m a needy drunk.” You told Van through a cheeky grin. He simply kissed your temple again and then said “I love you, i love you, I love you! Your the queen of my world.” Suddenly you felt all of Van’s love hit you at once, It felt warm and overwhelming but in a good way. You couldn't help but tear up a bit. “Oh no, whats this? No tears.” Van said while wiping your cheeks. “I’m just so happy... and a little drunk.” You told him before hiding your face in his chest. “Just a little?” he asked with a laugh. “Yeah just a little.” You said while looking Van directly in the eyes as thought that might make him believe you. “What ever you say my love.” Van said while shaking his head. “Lets dance!” you yelled suddenly pulling away from Van and losing your balance. Before you fell Van snuck an arm around your middle and pulled you back into his loving grasp. “You cant even stand! How are we supposed to dance?” Van asked. “I don’t know, maybe we can just sway?” you suggested. Van began to sway bringing your relaxed body with his, “This is really nice.”You said softly. “It is but people are going to start to wonder why were still outside” Van told you when he realized how long you had been there, you said you were only going out for a smoke. “let them wonder” You said drowsily, Van’s movement was starting to rock you to sleep. “Your tired, lets get you home and to bed.” Van said as he stopped moving. You whined a little in protest of his idea but the you followed him back into the party to say goodbye. If you were more in your right mind you would have fought Van and tried to get him to keep swaying with you for a while longer, but you were fading fast. Laying drunkenly in bed didn't sound so bad right about now. So you just continued to follow Van all the way to your shared home where you happily passed out in your warm bed being held by Van.

Bondy: It had been a long and terrible day, you got in a huge fight with your parents about your choice to move in with your boyfriend. They didn’t think it was a good idea and they made you feel quite cheep when you told them you were going to do it anyway. “I’m disappointed in you Y/N! I raised you better then this! What you ought to do is come home and start over here. You have wasted enough time running around with that boy and his silly band!” You shut down completely when he said “What you ought to do” That always pissed you off. The conversation ended with your father telling you not to call again until you changed your mind. You hung up the phone feeling completely defeated, You threw your phone across the room, “Fuck!” you yelled. You thought about calling Bondy when you picked your phone you found it had broken when you threw it. You let out a long sigh and then began to cry, You didn’t know what to do with yourself, So you just decided to get drunk. Bondy wouldn’t be home for a few hours you thought so you might as well stay busy with a little bit of wine. You grabbed your first bottle of wine and made your way to the living room. By time Bondy got home you were half way into your second bottle. Bondy walked into your home to find music blasting and an empty wine bottle tipped over on the counter. “Y/N? did you start the party with out me?” Bondy called out with a laugh. When you didn’t answer he started to search the house for you. “Y/N oh Y/N! Where art though?” He called out again but this time in a posh voice. Once again you didn’t answer , “Okay I guess I will have to just come and find you then.” Bondy yelled before stepping into the living room where you sat drinking straight off the bottle. “Woah, no glass? Whats the occasion?” Bondy asked poking a little fun at your current state. You shrugged in response before taking another big gulp of wine. Bondy was still oblivious to your mood so he walked over you where you sat and planted a big kiss right on your lips, when you didn’t kiss back Bondy was finally tipped off to your less then sweet mood. “Okay, whats wrong?” he asked sounding serious now. The question made you break down, you started bawling, in between sobs you told Bondy what your father had said. “He doesn’t even want to talk to me anymore, he said not to call until I change my mind.” You were hardly able to get the words out. “Shh its okay love, your dads just being a prick. I’m sure he will come around and if he doesn’t who needs him... I will be your new daddy.” Bondy said the last part playfully while wiggling his eyebrows trying to make you laugh. You did laugh but through tears. “That would really piss my dad off, I should start calling you daddy.” apparently drunk you was a little petty. “Alright then baby girl give daddy a kiss.” Bondy said. “eww I hate that! “ You laughed out no longer crying. “Oh don’t be like that sweet girl, daddy needs some love!” Bondy told you before leaning in for a kiss. You quickly stood up and drunkenly ran from Bondy, “Never! No love for daddy!” You yelled over your shoulder. Bondy hopped up and chased after you, he caught up in just a few seconds because he was sober unlike you. When he caught you he hugged you from behind and kissed the side of your face all over. “You gonna be okay?” He whispered in your ear. “Yeah I guess ill make it, With a little help from daddy that is.” you said the last part with a giggle. “okay good! Daddy needs to catch up now.” Bondy said while walking over to the bottle you left on the floor. Your terrible night turned into a lovely night with a little wine and lot of Bondy.

Benji: When you first met Benji you were completely smashed. You were over at your fiends house having a girls night when her boyfriend called and asked if he and a couple of his band mates could come over, your friends said yes without a second thought. “Y/BF/N! No this is girls night! plus this wine is starting to kick my butt.” You said laughing when you got to the last part. Too late they are on there way, here have some more wine it will calm you nerves.” Y/BF said while handing you another full glass of wine. You rolled your eyes then took the drink. You figured you were already in this far in so whats another glass gonna hurt. It turns out one more glass could do some damage, you went from comfortably drunk to really really drunk. Like overly friendly, clingy, say whatever is on your mind drunk. Just before the boys got there you realized you really were too drunk to be meeting people, When the knock on the door came your nerves were in full effect. “Hey babe.” Van your friends boyfriends said as he walked over to her and placing a kiss on her forehead. “Hello my dear, this is my best friends in the whole world Y/N.” Your friend told the room. “Well its lovely to meet you Y/N, I’m Van, this is Bondy, and this is Benji.” Van said introducing the group. You tried to say “Nice to meet you all.” But your words slurred which made you laugh. “We’ve been drinking if you couldn’t tell.” your friend said before pouring herself another glass of wine. The Boys followed suit and got themselves drinks. While they were distracted by with there task at had you decided to take the opportunity to check them all out. All three of them were very good looking in your opinion, But there was something special about Benji. You could not help but stare for too long, when Benji looked up from his cup he caught you mid stare. He flashed you a big grin which made you feel absolutely weak in the knees. “Your so handsome!” you blurted out while still staring directly at Benji. “Thank you.” Benji said through a bit of laughter. “Your welcome! thanks for having that face!” you said thanking him for something he had no control over. Everyone laughed now, then Bondy whispered something to Benji. “Wanna go look at the stars with me?” You asked Benji. He looked over to Van and Bondy who quickly gestured to him to go. Your friend laughed and said “Wow! Your so bold and romantic when your drunk Y/N!” “Yeah well drunk me don’t mess around!” You told her before walking over to Benji taking him by the hand and leading him out the door to the back yard. Benji let you take his hand and followed you without complaint. As you stepped outside you heard the others laughing an saying something about how up front you were. Once you got outside you plopped yourself down onto the hammock you had pulling Benji down with you. “Woah...Okay.” Benji said while being pulled down. Now you were both laying side by side rocking slowly and looking up at the stars. “The stars are almost as pretty as you are!” You exclaimed and then rolled over onto your side so you could better look at Benji. He laughed and shook his head in response. “Lets play truth or dare!” You suggested but it came out a more of an order. “Okay, truth or dare?” Benji asked. “Dare you said confidently. “Dare right off the bat? You really don’t mess around. I dare you to... sing me your favorite song.” You had no problem carrying out this dare, without hesitation you began to sing your favorite song at the top of your lungs. Once you finished your song Benji laughed and applauded. then you asked him truth or dare. “Truth” he said. “Do you think i’m pretty?” you asked. “Yes, very.” Benji said softly as his cheeks started to go red, “Awe Your so cute!” You said as you reached out and placed a soft hand on Benji’s now red cheek.”Yeah yeah yeah, anyway truth or dare?” Benji asked trying to brush off the last question. “Truth” You said while rolling so you were leaning on Benji’s chest. “Are you going to regret this tomorrow?” Benji asked. “Only if you reject me.” You answered honestly. There was a moment of silence before you asked Benji truth or dare again, He picked dare. “I dare you to kiss me.” you told Benji. He was still for a moment just staring at you. Then he placed a gentle hand on your face and kissed you. Your game ended there, the rest of the night was spent with sloppy kisses and shared secrets. In the morning you woke up with your head on Benji’s chest and as you told Benji the night before you didn’t regret a moment of what you said or did.

Bob: Currently you were drunk out of your mind at your Best friend Bob’s house. Bob was out finishing up recording for the night and you were drinking your troubles away alone on his couch. You were in college and all the pressure was starting to get to you. You were genuinely starting to consider dropping out. You were about a fourth of the way through a bottle of rum and all you wanted to do was talk to Bob. By time you were starting to get the spins Bob walked through the door. he stepped into the living room and casually said hello to you. He was not at all surprised by your presence in his home. When you didn’t reply to his greeting he began to grow alarmed. He set down his keys and then approached you “Everything okay?” he asked cautiously. You shook your head no, you were unable to speak due to the growing wave of nausea you had in the pit of your stomach. Bob then noticed the opened bottle of rum sitting to your left and suddenly realization struck him. He reached down to help you up and said “Better get you to the toilette before you blow. You can explain the binge drinking later.” You took Bob’s help up thankfully, you felt so luck to have such and kind and helpful friend. “Thanks” You struggled to say. “Shh no need for words now, but your welcome.” Bob said while leading you to the bathroom. Once in the bathroom it didn’t take long before you were throwing up. Bob held your hair out of the way and rubbed a cool wet wash cloth on the back of your neck. When you finally finished getting sick Bob helped you up and over to the sink so you could brush your teeth. Then he led you to his bed and helped you into it. When he turned to leave you caught his hand “Please stay with me until i fall asleep” You asked. Bob happily made his way over to the other side of the bed and then sat gently down next to you with his back on the headboard. He began running a hand through your hair lulling you into a comfortable sleep. You would have to talk tomorrow cause for now you were going to sleep peacefully without thinking about the stresses of life. You could do this thanks to Bob and his calming manner. You would have to remember to thank him.

#Catfish and the Bottlemen #van mccann #bondy #johnny bond #benji blakeway #Bob Hall #fanfiction #fanfic #imagines

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Part 11 of The Sam Diaries

Read on Ao3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/10507836/chapters/27140973

20:47: Is this Eunoia?

20:47: Yes? Who are you?

20:48: It’s Neil Josten. I was trying to get hold of Sam’s number to tell him the police got a hold of the guy at the game but I couldn’t find it.

20:49: If u managed to get a hold of my mobile number in Greece I don’t think it was the police who took him away

21:01: Why doesn’t Sam have a phone?

21:05: He broke it last week and hasn’t replaced it yet Also kinda still can’t believe I actually know u pls b nice I am too excited and tired for this conversation

21:05: How did he break it? And I don’t think I’ve ever been good at nice sorry

21:06: He dropped it on the floor Apparently me in lingerie causes him to lose all motor functions

21:07: I didn’t need the extra info

21:07: Your fault for asking. Anywho, I’ll pass on the message. Thank you again for the game tickets and congrats on how well you played

21:09: Andrew’s probably bought those game tickets ten times over in ice cream by now

21:09: That is… Maybe a little bit true. I should probably give him discounts at this point

21:10: Do not it is hard enough keeping him to his diet schedule as it is

21:10: Rodger that. 21:11: Sam just asked me what I’m laughing at He is shocked and appalled at the idea of a meal plan

21:15: Don’t ever let him meet Kevin Day. He loves meal plans more than he loves his wife

21:16: Poor wife 21:20: So apparently ur demi too? Oh Shit sorry Sam’s just told me not to mention it I just haven’t met anyone irl other than Sam Ignore it

21:30: It’s fine 21:45: So Sam’s demi and he was just born like that?

21:46: Yes?

21:47: And you’re not demi right?

21:47: Nah I’m just a boring heterosexual.

21:48: I didn’t know there was a word for it I just thought I was different

21:49: Well u r but it’s not a bad thing. And it seems to be working for u guys fine!

21:50: Yeah. Thanks Eunoia.

10:52: Neil, I need to apologise I never thought I was going to get answers as to what happened to my parents And I definitely didn’t think the answers would be btw ur parents were spies Like that’s not a reality I ever had to live in Don’t get me wrong I’m 100% ready to stab ur uncle if he ever comes near me But Sam’s convinced me I shouldn’t have taken that out on u it’s not ur fault I’m sorry

11:10: Your parents were killed to save my life. I should be the one apologising. Are you ok? Also do not attempt to stab my uncle you will be killed before you even met him

11:11: Calm down crazy. U didn’t kill them. Sam's helping me through it. It's going to take a while to rewrite them in my head. I can't believe they lied to me for so many years. It's like, did I even know them? But the best thing for me is to get back to work doing what I love. And finish up wedding decisions as well :) I figured that. My parents were the good guys tho right?

11:12: I might as well have I'm glad you've got Sam. All the members of the FBI I’ve met are pricks but they were on the right side of the law I suppose. And they got taken out because they were too good at their jobs

11:12: Pls pass Andrew ur phone

11:13: Ok… 11:14: What?

11:14: Pls get ur bf’s head out of his self-deprecating arse. Also how much ice-cream will it take to win u over? I have a lot

11:15: Unfortunately it’s been stuck there since he was born. I’m sure we can come to an arrangement. Just how much of your ‘Death by Chocolate’ do you currently have stocked?

11:16: How big is ur fridge?

When Andrew had finally managed to coax a nervous and still visibly upset Neil out of the Maserati and into the shop (thankfully there didn’t seem to be any other customers in yet; Andrew had a feeling Neil would like this conversation even less in public), it’s to find Rosa deRosales behind the counter, not Eunoia. Rosa and Andrew stare at each other blankly.

“Oh yeah, Rosa, those famous Exy players I was talking about come in here all the time, I don’t really know why, but they’re pretty chill so don’t give them special treatment.” Eunoia’s voice calls from the back, getting steadily louder as she makes her way to the front. “Can you get the door for me babe?”

Rosa breaks eye-contact with Andrew to push the door to the back open and lets Eunoia, hidden behind a tower of white dopplers, into the front of the shop. She places them down on the counter carefully, having still not noticed Andrew and Neil.

Andrew takes a second to look her over. In all honesty, she looks like shit. She has bags under her eyes that speak of not just a bad night’s sleep but a truly horrific one, and she’s hobbling like she’s injured her feet in some way. Her hair, for the first time in their acquaintance, is tied back away from her face, and it makes her look serious in a way she rarely is. Her eyes are still slightly wild and more than a little haunted, but she’s calm in the way she unstacks the boxes and there’s nothing fake about her smile as she thanks Rosa.

“How long have you worked here?” Andrew says finally and Eunoia startles and looks at him in confusion.

“This is my first shift.” Rosa replies quietly, fidgeting with her apron. “I’m just helping out Eunoia while she gets some new staff, but I still fill her ‘fucked-up’ criteria.”

“You know each other?” Eunoia asks, gesturing between the two of them, giving a disapproving glance at her friend for calling herself and the other employees fucked up. Andrew shrugs.

“We were in the same foster home, but not at the same time.”

“Oh.” Eunoia says in surprise, and then she glances at Rosa and pales. “Oh.”

“Yeah.” Rosa replies, and Eunoia looks vaguely sick when she looks back at Andrew. Andrew quirks an eyebrow, feeling like he’d missed something.

“I’m guessing that’s why you were barely sober over November and December in Junior High.” Eunoia says quietly, still talking to Rosa but not taking her eyes off Andrew.

“I couldn’t believe he was really dead after I’d spent all of Freshman High hiding from him at your house.” Rosa agrees, just as softly. Neil and Andrew both stiffen.

“I suppose that makes Eunoia one of the ‘good friends who got you to the hospital in time’?” Andrew manages, eventually. Eunoia shakes her head.

“We didn’t go to the same university.”

“Not that that stopped her from flying halfway around the country to visit me in hospital in the middle of her exams.” Rosa smiles, poking her friend in the side.

“Way too many fucking coincidences.” Neil says, blinking at them all. Eunoia agrees with a laugh, and if it’s a little more hard-won than it usually is, that’s to be expected. They’re going to be ok.

"At least half of those better be mine." Andrew deadpans, pointing at the dopplers, when the feeling in the room gets a little to sappy for him to stomach, and this time when Eunoia laughs there's nothing hesitant about it at all.

“Andrew.” Kevin’s never been one for conventional greetings.

“Kevin.” Andrew replies, because neither has he.

“Are you free?” Andrew assumes he means to chat, and wonders when Thea had managed to persuade Kevin to be a little less brisk and demanding on the phone. He’s not entirely sure he likes it. He stretches out on their couch, secretly pleased with the fact that he’s short enough that his whole body fits on it lengthways with some wiggle room, and closes his eyes, listening to Neil switch on the coffee machine. Neil thinks that when the coffee machine is whirring Andrew can’t hear him singing along to the radio, and Andrew sees no reason to inform him of the truth, especially when after last week’s mess with Sam and Eunoia, Andrew was worried the singing wouldn’t come back for a while.

“From Neil? Unfortunately he’s still alive and annoying as ever.”

“Of time constraints you bastard.” Now there’s the Kevin he knows and- Knows. “I thought we could get lunch.”

“You live on the other side of the country.” Andrew deadpans, intrigued despite himself.

“And now I’m in your town.” Kevin says back with his usual stoic demeanour, no hint as to why he’s travelled hundreds of miles just to take Andrew out for lunch.

“What happened? Did you finally leave Muscles to do something about your Knox boner? Come to have a gay crisis with me?” Andrew can tell Kevin’s fuming through the phone, and Andrew knows the only reason he hasn’t exploded in rage is that he’s not sure what part of Andrew’s speech he’s most upset about.

“No.” Kevin grounds out, through gritted teeth. “I’ll meet you at that Italian place Neil took us to last time. Don’t bring him.” The line clicks dead before Andrew can ask what the fuck that’s supposed to mean.

“What the shit is going on, Day?” Andrew announces as he strides up to Kevin’s table, ignoring the waiter chasing after him about waiting to be served. Kevin flicks an apologetic look at the staff as Andrew sits across from him, who predictably all swoon over the handsome celebrity.

“I owe you.” Kevin says, uncomfortably. It’s the last thing Andrew ever expects him to say. Luckily Kevin is used to Andrew’s taciturn ways and keeps talking without being prompted. “I didn’t hold up my end of our deal.”

Andrew’s eyes narrow as Kevin clenches and unclenches his scarred hand. He doesn’t think the striker even knows he’s doing it.

“You don’t owe me anything.” Andrew says, eventually. Kevin frowns at him.

“I know it’s been ages but that doesn’t make it ok.” Kevin protests, and Andrew wants to snarl at his stupidly thick head. He hated dealing with people who didn’t understand him.

Which basically translated to he hated dealing with anyone who wasn’t Neil.

“I came up with that deal because I was desperate, and much as I meant to hold up my end of it, the way I went about it was all wrong. I built my entire life around Exy and I didn’t think for a moment that you couldn’t do the same. I knew for certain that Exy could be more to you if you just let it, and I was right, but it couldn’t be the be all end all for you.” Kevin trying to apologise is almost amusing enough for Andrew to want to continue the conversation; his face is contorted with the effort of saying the right words, and he’s still failing miserably. It’s quite possibly the first time Kevin’s tried to genuinely apologise in his life. Andrew’s fairly certain he practiced this little speech.

“You’re not listening Kevin. You don’t owe me anything.” Kevin blinks.

“I don’t understand.” Andrew rolls his eyes and looks out the window as he fidgets idly with the knife on the table in front of him. Unfortunately not sharp enough to cut the pest.

“You picked Neil.” Andrew’s hand tightens around the knife at his admission, and he watches as understanding dawns on Kevin’s face.

“Oh.”

“You’re paying for the food.” Andrew insists, not letting Kevin linger on the topic for any longer.

“We’re only here because it’s got some options with really rich carb intake.” Kevin says sternly. Andrew sometimes amuses himself thinking about Kevin’s face if he saw how loosely Andrew followed his meal plan. (And by loosely he means one night a week he eats whatever green vegetable-filled meal Neil forces down his throat, and only because Neil hates vegetables just as much and Andrew will one day capture on camera the face Neil makes around spinach.)

Andrew sends a text to Neil informing him that he’s leaving Neil for his bowl of pasta later on, and occasionally offers a comment on Kevin’s latest analysis of the upcoming season, admitting to himself quietly, with a little bloom of warmth he usually only feels around Neil, that it’s because he enjoys talking to Kevin.

#my fic #my writing #Andreil #My OC Eunoia #Neil Josten #Andrew Minyard #tfc #aftg #TSD

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