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#sweet for — Cigarettes After Sex !!
cupcek · 1 month
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♩ ծ ⃞ 𝒫𝓇𝒾𝓃𝒸𝑒𝓈𝓈 ूूूੂ
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aglady13 · 3 months
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"It's so sweet, knowing that you love me."
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(inspired by "sweet" by cigarettes after sex)
summary: f(em!)reader and Theo are just so in love. lots of sweet nothings and cute couple moments of cuddling, and cuteness.
warnings: (fem!)reader, light cursing, first fic so idrk what to put but pls lmk!
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"knowing that you love me, though we don't need to say it to each other, sweet."
after a long day, you go to mattheos dorm to take a shower. the hot steamy shower consumes you as you wash your hair and brush it out. you realize you've been in a while. when you walk out of his bathroom, he stares up from his bed in awe of the beautiful sight. his curly hair, is messy, as always, and his lips hang open as if he was about to say something, then forgot. when you come out, It's nothing jaw-dropping. Just the steam clouding behind you as you stand in a white towel in front of him. your wet wavey hair hangs on your shoulders as you smile at him in confusion.
"what is it?" you ask, confused at his amused face.
"your so beautiful," he says, and your lips curl into a small smile.
"stop, you making me blush." your smile gets wider and you both laugh. He stands up, walks toward you, and runs his fingers through your hair as he holds your chin to pull you into a deep kiss, which you smile through. something about this boy just pulls you in. and you are most certainly not mad about it.
"knowing that I love you and running my fingers through your hair, it's so sweet."
im sorry it's so short!! as I said it's my first time so lmk how I did!! also, figuring out how to put requests up for you guys, lol. THANKS OMG LOVE YALL :))
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arsoniiii · 11 months
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sweet <333
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glowingsand · 4 months
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it’s so sweet, knowing that you love me
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da-proti-toku-grem · 14 days
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This little fic was heavily inspired by the wonderful moodboard that @thegengarprincess shared with me and the little story attached to it so, thank you very much for sharing it with me and I hope you like this 🥰
sweet knowing that i love you, and running my fingers through your hair (read on AO3)
Allowing themselves to buy so many sweets for their movie date wasn't that good of an idea to begin with.
The fact that they practically managed to finish all of them before the ads were over and the movie started probably made it even worse – no one really wanted to be sitting near two puppies high on sugar during a movie if we're being honest.
After all, they managed to behave fairly well – if you don't count all the times Bojan let out a high-pitched squeal and cuddled up to Jure every time there was a jumpscare in the movie, resulting in a far too loud chuckle from the drummer and several exasperated sighs from those seated near them – and they made it to the end of the movie without being kicked out.
Jure found himself being pulled by the hand by Bojan, who was running excitedly towards the arcade right next to the movie theater.
“Jure, look, there's a golden retriever plushie!” Bojan exclaimed when they reached one of the claw machines, a big smile spreading across his face.
“Do you want me to get it for you?” Jure immediately offered, smiling back at him.
“Would you?” the brunet asked. As if Jure could ever say no to those adorable puppy eyes.
“Of course, baby.”
After a few attempts, the blond was able to catch the stuffed animal, dropping it in the corresponding place. As soon as he bent down to pick it up, Bojan quickly jumped on his back, almost causing them both to fall to the ground as he let out a sound that could only be described as pure joy, planting a loud kiss on the older guy's cheek.
“Thank you, muca,” beamed Bojan when he was once again face to face with Jure.
“You're welcome,” he said, booping his nose with the plushie, making him giggle. “Do you wanna try any other game or do you wanna go home now?”
“No!” he pouted, “I want to get the alpaca for you now.”
Could this man be any more adorable?
“You don’t have to, Bojč,” Jure tried to convince him, but was immediately cut off by the singer.
“But I want to! Can't I be a good fiancé and get my soon-to-be husband an alpaca plush because I love him very much?” His attempt to sound angry failed miserably as he was hugging the stuffed puppy close to his chest and several strands of soft hair were falling over his eyes. Cute.
“Okay, okay,” he chuckled, raising his hands in surrender and immediately bringing one of them up to the brunet's hair, tucking that unruly lock behind his ear and cupping his cheek, not missing the way he leaned into the touch before adding, “we still have a few more coins left so…”
“Yay!” Bojan whooped, turning back to the machine and inserting a coin.
The first attempts were not very successful, but with a lot of dedication and the drummer's moral support, Bojan seemed to be getting closer to his goal.
“Dammit, I almost got it this time,” he groaned.
“We only have one coin left, Bojči.”
“Really? Well, this has to be the good one then.”
He inserted the coin, moving the control and making sure the claw was positioned just above the alpaca before pressing the button. They both watched intently as the claw came down, grabbed the alpaca's head and picked it up, slowly making its way back to where it came from, just above the hole.
Just when it looked like they had it, however, the stuffed animal's paws collided with the plastic surrounding it, causing the claw to release it and fall back down along with the others.
“Seriously?” Bojan said, in his voice a mixture of anger and disappointment.
“Hey, it's fine,” the blond said softly, resting a hand on his lower back.
“But... I wanted to get it for you,” he pouted, not quite meeting his boyfriend's gaze.
“Don't worry about it, okay?” Jure's fingers went to his chin, lifting it until brown eyes met blue ones. “We already have a lot of them with the ones the fans give us at concerts, anyways. I think one day we'll have enough alpacas to make an army,” he added, eliciting a small chuckle and a mumbled ‘yeah’ from Bojan.
At that moment, Jure remembered something.
“Wait, I think I know something that will cheer you up.”
“Do you have another coin?” The younger asked, hopeful.
“No, but I think it's better.”
“What is it then?”
The way he tilted his head curiously had no right to be so adorable. Just like a puppy.
“Just... Wait here for a minute,” he smiled.
“But-” Jure shut him up with a short kiss.
“Just a minute, I promise.”
“Okay...”
Just as promised, Jure was back a little over a minute later, a pleased smile on his face and holding a balloon in one hand. It was one of those transparent balloons with little colored lights and Bojan couldn't help the way his face lit up the moment he saw it.
And there it was, that beautiful, bright smile that reached up to his eyes, the ones that shone almost as bright as the stars that painted the night sky.
Bojan ran towards him, pulling him into a crushing hug. “You like it?”
“I love it! Thank you so much, Jurček.”
With a last kiss on the younger's forehead, they left the arcade, Bojan with the puppy plush under his arm and holding the balloon with the other, giggling happily when Jure placed an arm around him as they walked in the direction of their car.
“Oh wait, I forgot something,” Jure said, stopping in his tracks in the middle of the empty sidewalk.
“What is it?” Bojan began to speak, only to be interrupted when the older man turned him around until they were face to face and tried to give him a kiss.
The kiss never came, though, as they both felt the stuffed animal being squeezed between their bodies, the unexpected – and quite squishy – barrier separating them causing them to burst into laughter.
Slowly, the singer removed the arm holding the plush animal from between their bodies. Jure took it as an opportunity to take his other hand in his own gently.
“Careful! You're gonna make the balloon fly away!”
“Oh, is the balloon more important than your future husband?” The blond responded, bringing a hand to his chest in mocked offense.
“Uhmm…” Bojan pretended to think about it for a few seconds. “Yeah.”
Jure gasped. “I see how it is,” he said, making them laugh loudly once again.
“Well, want me to hold this for you?” he offered then.
Bojan nodded but, as he was about to hand him the balloon, the drummer quickly dodged it, holding his waist instead and pulling him closer until he was pressed flush against his chest.
“Smooth,” Bojan whispered, breath ghosting against the other's lips before closing the distance in a long, tender kiss.
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The drive back home was quick and, not too long after, they both walked through the door of their shared apartment.
After leaving their stuff in the living room, changing out of the clothes they were wearing into their pajamas and brushing their teeth, Jure put his phone charging and lay on his back on the bed, waiting for Bojan to come out of the bathroom.
As soon as he did, the singer threw himself on the bed, lying on top of the blond and wrapping his arms tightly around him. “Now you're trapped.”
“You know I can easily pick you up and throw you out of my way, right?”
“Yeah, but you won't.”
“Oh, and why's that?”
“Because you love me,” Bojan replied, smugly.
Jure couldn't help but chuckle. “Yeah, I do.”
Just when Jure was starting to feel his eyelids grow heavy, Bojan cursed under his breath. “Oh sranje, wait.” And, before the older could ask what was wrong, Bojan quickly got up and rushed out of the bedroom. A few seconds later, he appeared at the door again, holding a familiar golden retriever plushie in his arms.
“Almost forgot about my fiancé’s latest gift.“
The drummer smiled up at him, opening his arms in a silent offer Bojan would never dare to refuse, climbing back into his embrace.
“Now I have two cute puppies to cuddle with, isn't that awesome?” he said, making the younger giggle.
“I love you so much, kitty,” Bojan said softly, as if it were a secret only they were meant to know, tipping his neck back a little until he left a sweet kiss on his lover's lips.
“I love you too, baby.”
Jure brought his hand up, caressing his soft brown hair as the singer nuzzled up against his neck.
“I can’t wait ‘till I finally get to call you my husband.”
“Me neither,” he said, leaving a gentle kiss on the top of his head before they both drifted off to sleep.
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dreamy-moonchild · 19 days
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And I will gladly break it
I will gladly break my heart for you
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Where it's so sweet and heavenly
𓄹 ֗ ִ  ּ ۪  ♡ ◌ ꒱
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adoriin · 2 years
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0.7k words about naps with rin x gn!reader~ repost after heavy edits from old account !!
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Sunarin was a known lover of naps, often found napping as often as he could. Letting the lethargy drift away with the warmth of a big hoodie or soft blanket. Sunarin loved naps, but he loved naps with you more. If asked, he wouldn't know just what it was about you that relaxed him enough to fall asleep in your presence. Despite how he may come across, he's a fairly open person, there weren't any walls to built for you to knock down and yet, with you, he felt comfort like no other. He'd never experienced such intense feelings after barely a year of friendship, at least, that's when he napped with you for the first time. 
The memory was vivid in his mind, having discarded his homework after a weak half an hour and face planted on your bed only to have fallen asleep in minutes surrounded by your scent. His shallow breaths caught your attention, making you sigh both in exaspertaion and fondness. To be fair, it was 3pm on a Saturday, what better time to have a nap. It was that thought that had you clambering over his lanky figure carefully, deciding to take a small break as you scrolled through your phone beside him.
He'd woken up to the sound of your alarm, the note displayed underneath it making him smile despite the remnants of sleep clouding his brain: wake me up, we have work to finish =.=. He took notice of you then, the weight of your head on his shoulder feeling heavy and comforting if anything. He looked at you and tried to omit every detail to memory, your slightly mussed hair, the way your cheek looked so cute pressed against the pillow, your relaxed expression. He remembers feeling a little hotter than usual, his heart giving a particularly loud thud in his chest, not really flustered but more overwhelmed at such a warm feeling of belonging melting him slowly. He closed his eyes again with a content sigh, his hand squishing your cheeks incessantly to wake you up. When your whines finally sounded a little more coherent, he stopped, simply holding your cheeks as he attempted to fall asleep again.
A couple of years pass and he finds himself in nearly the same predicament - only a few things had changed. It was his alarm ringing this time, only you had still set the message displaying underneath: wake up rn !! u wont be able to sleep later >:(. You were closer to him too, face buried in his chest and hands grasping his hoodie even though you were wearing one of his anyway. Your leg was thrown over his, one of his hands under your hoodie, the warmth keeping you close even in sleep. You'd grown into your features a bit more but you were still the same person he knew in high school, soft, warm and constant. He sighed, knowing the lecture he'd have to listen to about circadian rhythms and the importance of sleeping at night if he didn't wake up properly now. Looking at your peaceful sleeping face made him smile at the sheer contradiction, debating whether to capture the way you were passed out against him to use against you later. He wouldn't but he snapped the picture anyway before discarding his phone on the bed.
He cupped your face in his hand, thumb caressing you cheek lightly as you sighed in your sleep. Your lips were puckered slightly, his thumb brushing over them before he leaned in, pressing his own to yours. He kisses you slowly until you wake up, smiling into the kiss at your attempts to kiss back in your dozy state. 
"Good morning to you too, Rin" you murmured into the little space between you, turning so you can rest your lips on his cheek.
"It's 4pm, babe" he's smiling. He's smiling wide and he knows he is, your sleepy affection making that familiar warmth overflow until he's consumed by you. Not that he minds, he thinks as he watches you blink awake slowly, in the comfort of your shared bed. He loves naps with you, but he loves you more.
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sairceketli · 1 year
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It's so sweet
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strawbn1ng · 4 months
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these are just a couple of audios that i recorded today, also sorry bc my throat isnt in its best, lol
take the second audio as a wish from me to yall of happy holidaysss
imkindanerviosofthisdunnowhyakjshakjsh
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naileadevoras · 9 months
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yeesiine · 6 months
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unami-anamo0y · 1 year
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waning-star · 2 months
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coffee-at-two-am · 2 months
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“it’s so sweet, knowing that you love me” - cigarettes after sex (sweet)
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lanaforever111 · 1 year
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