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Cigarettes and conversations

Summary: After having a bad day a stranger comforts you at the bar. This stranger somehow becomes a big part of your life.

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A/n: working the 6 days before Christmas in retail is not for the weak I swear 🥲 I’m sorry for not being active but I should be back now my hours at work are going back down

Sorry it’s quite short!

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The pub was buzzing with life, laughter, and music spilling out through the slightly cracked door. Inside, your friends were chatting away, entirely immersed in their conversation. But you couldn’t focus tonight, not with the weight of the day sitting squarely on your shoulders. So here you were, standing just outside in the crisp evening air, your coat pulled tight against the chill. A cigarette dangled from your fingers, glowing faintly in the dim light of the streetlamp. You took a slow drag, trying to let the nicotine calm the storm brewing in your head.

“You alright there, love?” The voice came from a few feet away, startling you slightly. You turned your head and immediately froze. It was him. Louis Tomlinson, standing casually with his hands tucked into the pockets of his coat. His blue eyes held a hint of concern, his head tilted just enough to make it clear he was genuinely asking. You blinked, unsure what to say. “Uh… yeah, I’m fine. Just needed a breather” you said while pointing to behind you to the pub. He nodded slowly, his gaze flickering to your cigarette. “Mind if I join you?”. “Sure” you said, your voice coming out more casual than you felt.

Louis stepped closer, pulling out his own pack and lighting up with practiced ease. He leaned against the wall beside you, his movements relaxed but deliberate. For a moment, the two of you smoked in silence, the sound of distant chatter filling the space between. “Long day?” he asked finally, breaking the quiet. You exhaled a puff of smoke, glancing sideways at him. “You could say that”. He chuckled softly. “I could tell. You’ve got that look about you”. “What look?”. “You know” he said, gesturing vaguely with his cigarette. “The ‘I’d rather be anywhere else right now’ look”.

A laugh escaped you before you could stop it, and Louis’s lips curved into a small smile. “Am I wrong?” he asked. “No” you admitted, shaking your head. “You’ve got me there”. He gave a small hum of acknowledgment, taking another drag. “Well, at least you’re out here. Better than bottling it all up, yeah?” You nodded, glancing down at your shoes. “What about you? Why are you out here instead of inside with your mates?”

Louis grinned. “Maybe I just had a feeling someone out here could use some company”. The sincerity in his tone caught you off guard, and for the first time that evening, you felt the tension in your chest ease ever so slightly.

Over the next half hour, the two of you chatted about everything and nothing. Louis had a way of drawing you out, his playful banter balancing perfectly with his moments of genuine interest. You found yourself laughing at his quick wit, forgetting for a while why you’d even needed to escape in the first place. When you finally stubbed out your long gone cigarette, Louis did the same, turning to you with a curious look. “So” he said, “you heading back inside?” You hesitated, unsure if you were ready to dive back into the noise and energy of the pub. Louis seemed to pick up on your hesitation, because he added, “Or we could stay out here a bit longer. No pressure”. You smiled, grateful for his understanding. “Let’s stay. It’s quieter”. “Good choice” he said, his eyes twinkling.

That night turned out to be the beginning of something neither of you could have predicted. Over the weeks that followed, you and Louis kept in touch. He started texting you casually little jokes, updates about his day, or random thoughts that made you laugh out loud. Before you knew it, those texts turned into phone calls, and those phone calls turned into plans to meet up. At first, it was just friendly, grabbing coffee, taking a walk in the park, sharing another cigarette outside a different pub. But with each meeting, you couldn’t help but notice the way Louis looked at you when he thought you weren’t paying attention, or the way his voice softened just slightly when he said your name. You hoped that you weren’t imagining these things and that maybe in the not so distant future he might act on whatever it is he’s feeling. Looking back you were now more grateful for the bad day you had, never imagining that it could have lead you to something so special in the future.

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I just know Matt LOVES fingering

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why does my friend's brother lowkey look like matt 😃 no wonder i had a crush on him... he had a crush on me too, but i don't do relationships hahaha

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“When Taehyung realises that you call him Good Boy whenever he is being helpful, he can’t stop himself from being extra productive in the household.” 

Pairing: Taehyung x f.Reader

Genre: f2l!AU, Roommates to Lovers!AU, Romance, Smut

Warnings: sub!Taehyung, dom!Reader, major good boy kink, use of a collar & leash, pet play, puppy!Tae, mommy kink, oral (f.receiving), guided masturbation, edging, doggy style with a leash, thigh riding, safe sex, multiple orgasms (f.receiving), also Tae wears his glasses during sex omfg, slight gamer!Taehyung as well, they make out in his gaming chair while he plays a game omfg

Wordcount: 15.6k

a/n: I discovered a new kink with this story, send help, I also included one of the things I think about on a daily which is sitting down on Tae’s lap as he games and then kissing him. That shit haunts me omfg. Either wAY enough about my thirst jsjjfs I hope you guys can find joy in this lil story. Hehe ily 💜

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Taehyung has many secrets. For example that he cheated on all of his exams and that he did so without ever getting caught. Another secret was his well hidden stash of candy in his room, which he fills up regularly with his favourite chocolates and sweet bonbons. He also never really told anybody about his fantasies to be the owner of an art gallery one day, because he thinks that it is a very silly dream to have.

But his biggest secret is most definitely the fact that he loves being called a good boy. This is something he will truly never ever tell anyone, not even his diary. That is just how secret of a secret that secret truly is.

You had many secrets as well. For example that you go to the library not to read but to snack on those really yummy fruit bonbons it offered. Another secret was your very secret collection of said bonbons in the inner pocket of all your jackets. You also never really told anybody about your desires to become a self-sustaining cottage owner, because you think that this is a very weird fantasy to have.

But your biggest secret is most definitely the fact ever since a few months, you had an obsession with cute, puppy boys. This is something you will truly never ever tell anyone, not even your best friend. That is just how secret of a secret that secret truly is. 

Coincidentally Taehyung, owner of many secrets and you, owner of just as many secrets, were living together. Roommates. That is the official term of what you and him were. Roommates, who just so happen to be friends as well.

You and him weren’t always friends. You actually became friends after you became roommates seven years ago when you and him were in your first semester of college and in desperate need of someone to share your city’s outrageous rents with.

You and him shared a homely apartment in a relatively calm neighborhood. It was located on the fifth floor and had west-facing windows, overlooking not only the park but also the sundown. The living room and kitchen were separated and both you and him had your own spacious room. The bathroom you had to share, but that was never really a problem. Taehyung liked to shower in the morning and you liked to shower in the evening and both you and him made sure not to leave any hair in the drain or on the sink. The bathroom really wasn’t a problem. The kitchen however was.

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TikTok troubles

Summary: When Lottie convinces you to join her in a TikTok prank, louis jumps into save you from Lottie unknowingly becoming the target.

A/N: thank you for 100 followers on this account!!

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You hadn’t expected to spend your Saturday caught up in one of Lottie Tomlinson’s TikTok schemes, but here you were, sitting in her airy kitchen while she worked out the logistics of a new video. Being close with Louis meant spending time with his family, and luckily, you and Lottie got on like a house on fire. "Alright" Lottie said, setting her phone up on a tripod. Her mischievous grin gave you pause. "I’ve got an idea, but you have to trust me".

“That’s.. concerning” you teased, narrowing your eyes at her. “It’s harmless” she promised, brushing off your hesitation with a wave of her hand. “It’s that TikTok trend where I act like I’m being mean to you in front of Louis, just to see how he reacts. It’ll be brilliant, he’s so protective of you”. You laughed, already picturing Louis’s reaction. “He’ll probably pout like a child afterwards”. “Exactly” Lottie said, clapping her hands together. “It’ll be perfect to torture my brother. You in?” You thought about it for a second before nodding. “Alright, but if he sulks too much, you’re dealing with him”. Lottie grinned, pulling you into a side hug. “Deal”.

Ten minutes later, Louis wandered into the kitchen, fresh from his afternoon outing. His hair was slightly tousled, his cheeks pink from the crisp air. He smiled when he saw you, crossing the room to press a quick kiss to your temple. “Alright, what are you two up to?” he asked, his tone light but suspicious. “Just hanging out” Lottie said casually, grabbing her phone to start the recording. Louis raised an eyebrow, clearly unconvinced. “Right. You two hanging out always ends up with me involved somehow”. You shot him an innocent smile. “You love it”.

He rolled his eyes but didn’t argue, leaning against the counter as Lottie aimed her phone discreetly. She gave you a subtle nod, signaling for you to start. “Honestly, Y/N” Lottie began, her tone suddenly sharp as she turned to you. “I don’t know why you picked that dress. It’s not really doing you any favors”.

You blinked, caught off guard despite knowing it was coming but immediately got into character. “What’s wrong with it?”. “It’s just… I don’t know, a bit much, don’t you think? Like, trying too hard” she said with a shrug. Louis’s eyes darted to Lottie, then back to you questioning lotties unusual harshness towards you. His brow furrowed slightly, but he said nothing, his lips pressing into a line. “I think it’s fine” you replied casually, playing along. “Fine?” Lottie scoffed. “Come on, Y/N. Fine isn’t good enough. You should try a bit harder. Maybe something that fits better?”

Louis’s posture stiffened, his blue eyes narrowing as he crossed his arms. “Lottie…” he said, a warning in his voice. “What?” Lottie said innocently, flipping her hair over her shoulder. “I’m just being honest. Someone has to tell her”. “Well, maybe don’t be so harsh about your opinions” Louis snapped. Lottie ignored him, turning back to you with a raised eyebrow. “And honestly, I don’t know why you bother wearing makeup like that. It’s a bit overdone, don’t you think? You don’t need that much”. “Lottie” Louis interrupted, his voice sharper this time. “You’re crossing a line”.

“Oh, relax” she said, waving him off. “I’m just trying to help her. Constructive criticism and all that”. “Constructive?” Louis scoffed, stepping closer to you. “That wasn’t constructive; that was rude”. Lottie smirked, but Louis didn’t notice as he turned to you, his hand brushing your arm. “You look beautiful” he said firmly, his tone softening. “Ignore her”. Before you could respond, Lottie pressed on. “I mean, maybe if she just did something different with her hair-”

“That’s enough” Louis said, his voice low but firm. He stepped fully in front of you now, shielding you as if you needed protection. His blue eyes flashed with irritation as he glared at his sister. “What’s wrong with you? You’ve never spoken to her like this before”. “It’s not that serious, Louis-”.“Not that serious?” he cut her off, his voice rising slightly. “You’re being horrible to her for no reason. If you’ve got a problem, say it to me, not to her”. At this, Lottie finally burst into laughter, unable to keep up the act any longer. “Oh my god, Louis” she gasped, doubling over. “You’re so easy to wind up”.

That was it- Lottie broke into laughter, doubling over as she waved her hand in surrender. You couldn’t help but join in, the sight of Louis’s confused and slightly affronted expression too much to handle. You let out a laugh too, though yours was more nervous as you placed a hand on Louis’s back. “It was a prank” you explained quickly. “She was filming for TikTok. It’s that trend where someone pretends to be mean to see how their sibling reacts”. Louis blinked, clearly stunned. His gaze flicked between you and Lottie before he narrowed his eyes. “Are you joking?”

Lottie, still laughing, nodded and picked up her phone to stop the recording. “You were brilliant, by the way. So protective. The internet’s going to love this”. “I’m so glad I could entertain everyone” Louis muttered, his tone dripping with sarcasm. He turned to you, his pout already forming. “And you went along with this?”. “I didn’t want to” you said with a grin, wrapping your arms around his waist. “But I knew you’d react just like that. You were amazing”. Louis’s pout deepened, though his arms came up to hold you anyway. “Don’t encourage her. Now she’s going to prank me every chance she gets”.

“Worth it” Lottie said from across the kitchen, still grinning as she reviewed the footage. Louis sighed dramatically, resting his forehead against yours. “You’re lucky I love you” he mumbled. “I know” you teased, pressing a kiss to his nose. “And I love you too, my knight in shining armour”. His lips twitched, the beginnings of a smile breaking through his sulk. “You’d better”.

“You were perfect” you added, kissing him softly. “Alright” he said, his smile finally winning out. “But no more pranks. I mean it”. Lottie snorted. “Sure, sure. No more pranks” she said, clearly lying. Louis groaned, but his hold on you tightened, his voice low in your ear. “At least next time, warn me, yeah?” You laughed, leaning into him as Lottie’s giggles filled the room.

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Yours and only yours

Summary: While on a date with Louis you run into your ex and Louis doesn’t like the way he’s looking at you. [1.4k]

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The evening had been perfect so far. The two of you were seated at your favorite cozy Italian restaurant, tucked into a corner booth that offered just enough privacy. The low hum of conversation and the gentle clink of glasses filled the air, but all Louis could hear was your laugh as you teased him about his persistent refusal to try pineapple on pizza. “It’s unnatural, love” he said with a mock grimace, his blue eyes sparkling in the candlelight. “Fruit doesn’t belong on pizza. End of discussion”. You rolled your eyes playfully, resting your chin on your hand as you gazed at him. “You’re so stubborn. One day, I’ll win this argument”. He smirked, leaning closer. “Not a chance, but I do love your optimism”.

The waiter brought over your plates, and the conversation shifted to lighter topics as you enjoyed your meal. Everything felt easy, warm, and just… right. That is, until someone approached your table. “Y/N?” You froze mid-laugh, your smile faltering slightly as you turned to see the voice’s owner. Standing there was someone Louis instantly recognized from the stories you’d told. Your ex, Jake.

“Jake” you said, your voice a little tighter than usual. You offered a polite smile, clearly caught off guard. “Hi. It’s been a while”. Jake returned the smile, his eyes lighting up in a way that immediately set Louis’s nerves on edge. “Yeah, it has. You look incredible, by the way. I almost didn’t recognize you”. Louis stiffened in his seat, his jaw tightening as he instinctively moved his hand to rest on your knee under the table. His thumb stroked over your leg in a steady rhythm, his presence grounding, but his posture had gone from relaxed to visibly on guard. “Thanks” you replied politely, a little thrown by his sudden enthusiasm. “Uh, this is Louis, by the way. My boyfriend”.

Jake barely glanced at Louis, his focus entirely on you. “Boyfriend, huh? Lucky guy”He grinned, his eyes lingering on you a little too long. “You always did have great taste, Y/N”. Louis’s hand tightened slightly on your leg, the shift so subtle you almost didn’t notice. “Cheers for that” Louis said coolly, his voice cutting through the moment like a blade. Jake seemed unfazed, leaning a little closer to you. “So, how’ve you been? Still into photography? I always remember you had such an eye for it”. You smiled politely, not entirely catching the way Jake’s tone dripped with something more than friendly interest. “I still dabble here and there, yeah. What about you? How’s life been treating you?”

“Oh, you know, just working, traveling. Nothing too exciting. Though running into you might be the highlight of my year” Jake said, his grin widening. Louis’s blue eyes darkened, and his hand stopped its soft motion on your knee, gripping it firmly instead. You glanced at him briefly, only to find his jaw set and his lips pressed into a thin line. “I didn’t mean to interrupt your dinner” Jake said, though he made no move to leave. Instead, he leaned against the edge of the table, his gaze fixed firmly on you. “But maybe we could catch up sometime. You know, for old times’ sake” he threw a wink at you which twisted your stomach.

Your brow furrowed slightly, the implication behind his words finally starting to sink in. “I don’t think that’d be appropriate, Jake” you said, your tone firmer now. You glanced at Louis, whose icy stare was locked on Jake, daring him to say another word. Jake raised his hands in mock surrender, a smirk still playing on his lips. “Alright, alright. Just thought I’d ask, test my luck invade he was treating you right. Well, it was nice seeing you, Y/N. And… Louis, was it? Nice meeting you.”

Louis didn’t respond, his jaw clenched so tight you were surprised he didn’t crack a tooth. Jake lingered for a moment longer before finally walking away, leaving behind a palpable tension that settled over the table like a storm cloud. “Louis” you said softly, watching as he picked at the edge of his napkin, his usual playful energy replaced with a brooding silence. “Talk to me”.“There’s nothing to talk about” he muttered, his eyes fixed on the table. “Louis” you tried again, reaching for his hand. He pulled away gently, leaning back in his seat with a sigh. “So that’s Jake, huh?”. “Yes” you said, your voice even. “But it’s not what you’re thinking at all” the thought alone nearly made you shiver.

His blue eyes snapped up to meet yours, a flicker of frustration crossing his face. “Not what I’m thinking? He was practically undressing you with his eyes, Y/N. And you didn’t even seem to notice”. You blinked, taken aback. “I didn’t- Louis, I wasn’t trying to encourage him. I was just being polite”.

“Polite” Louis repeated, his tone tight. “Love, he wasn’t just saying hello. He was flirting with you. Right in front of me”. Your stomach sank as his words hit you, the pieces finally clicking into place. “I didn’t realise” you admitted, your voice quieter now. “I wasn’t paying attention to him like that. I was too busy thinking about you”.

Louis’s expression softened slightly, but the tension in his shoulders remained. “I know you weren’t. It’s not you I’m upset with. It’s him. The way he looked at you, like he still had a chance…” He trailed off, his voice dropping to a near whisper. “It just got under my skin”. You reached across the table, placing your hand over his. “Louis, you’re the one I’m here with. You’re the one I love. Jake doesn’t matter”. He hesitated, his thumb brushing over the back of your hand. “It’s not that I don’t trust you, love. I just… I hate the thought of anyone thinking they could take you away from me”. “No one can, especially not him” you said firmly, squeezing his hand. “Jake is my past. You’re my present and my future. There’s no competition”.

By the time you got home, Louis’s mood had improved slightly, but the unease still lingered. He went straight to the kitchen, grabbing a glass of water and leaning against the counter with a sigh. “Alright” you said, stepping into the kitchen and crossing your arms. “Let’s get this out in the open”. Louis glanced at you, his lips twitching into a faint smile. “You don’t let anything go, do you,”. “Not when it comes to you” you replied, moving closer. “Talk to me, Louis. I don’t want this hanging over us”. He set the glass down and ran a hand through his hair, his frustration giving way to something more vulnerable. “It’s just… you’re everything to me, Y/N. And sometimes I look at you and think, ‘What did I do to deserve her?’ And then some idiot like Jake comes along, acting like he’s got a chance, and it just… it messes with my head”.

Your heart ached at his words, and you stepped closer, wrapping your arms around his waist. “Louis, listen to me. You don’t have to feel that way. I’m with you because I want to be, because I love you. Jake can flirt all he wants- it doesn’t change the way I feel about you”. He looked down at you, his blue eyes searching yours for any hint of doubt. “You mean that?”. “Every word” you said, standing on your tiptoes to press a kiss to his lips. He kissed you back, his arms wrapping tightly around you as if letting go wasn’t an option. When you pulled back, his forehead rested against yours, a small smile playing at his lips.

“I’m sorry” he murmured. “For letting him get to me. I know I shouldn’t have”. “You’re allowed to feel how you feel” you said softly, brushing your fingers through his hair. “But next time, talk to me about it, okay? We’re a team”. He nodded, his smile growing a little more confident. “Alright. No more sulking. I promise”. You laughed, leaning into him. “Good, because I don’t think I could handle another moody Louis Tomlinson dinner date”.

“Oi” he said with a mock scowl, tickling your sides until you squealed. As the laughter faded, Louis pulled you close, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Thanks, love” he said softly. “For always knowing what to say”. You smiled against his chest, your heart full. “That’s what I’m here for”. And in that moment, you knew there was no one else you’d rather navigate life’s ups and downs with than him.

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Matt in this >>>>

He almost looks as good in that as he would in me <333

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♡ thanksgiving with chris ♡

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therealy/n holidays in boston >>>

christophersturniolo i love you so much mamas

christophersturniolo love having you do family traditions with us 🧡

matthew.sturniolo who took that last photo?

christophersturniolo mom did lmao

therealy/n she told me to get on chris’ shoulders because she wanted a cute photo 😩

nicolassturniolo classic marylou

nicolassturniolo you picked out the BEST tree 🌲

nathandoe8 wtf how come i never get to go with to pick out the christmas tree?

fakejustincarey did you ever finish that giant ass puzzle?

samsmcgrath imma come to boston next time

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love you all to the stars, cece ★

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…miss you…

warnings—smut, masturbation, swearing

chris grunted as he palmed himself through his jeans. a weak hmph escaped his parted lips as he pressed himself and trailed his fingers along his clothed length. “shiiit” he gasped, his light gulps of air triggered by his increasing pleasure.

he groaned as he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, pulling them down. his dick was pushing against the material of his boxers, the crotch damp from precum. he dipped his hand under the waistband and struggled to not cum the moment his hand touched his hardness. he groaned in almost pain at how stiff he was, and pulled down his drawers, dick still held in his hand.

“oh my—-fuuuck” chris started to run his hand along his length, almost feeling it pulse and throb at his movements. his breathy moans increased in intensity and speed, and he felt his balls tightening. “m’gonna cum—-so good—m’so—-fuck” unintelligible noises spewed out of mouth, and he was nearing his finish. with a cry of your name, white ropes of sticky cum spurted out of him, coating his hands, covering his stomach and even some of his chest.

breathing heavily, he leaned forward to his phone. “miss you so much” he whispered to the camera, and clicked send.

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voice notes your boyfriend matt leaves you | ( fem!reader ) fluff + soft hours. established relationship drabble wc 348 (library) + (request)

one. moms been asking about you a lot recently. i mean—seriously, every conversation we have she's always asking "how's your girlfriend doing? did she blah blah blah." and it's like, woah, ask me about my day first, yknow?

two. i think i've gotten too used to you sleeping in the same bed as me...it's weird without you here...empty. i hope you're getting better sleep than me.

three. don't be mad but...i—i took your teddy bear. i promise im gonna give it back when i leave boston, i swear! i just really miss you and i knew the perfume on my luggage wouldn't last....please, don't be mad.

four. i know i said i'd wait for you to send your order but i was in the drive-thru already and people were behind me. i—..i got nervous and drove off. (long silence) so— pizza tonight?

five. i'm glad you had a fun day shopping with the girls...do you think we could facetime when you get home? i wanna see everything you got.

six. (nicks voice) don't come in matt's room for like a good hour, he just blew ass and it smells so fu- (gagging noises) (matt in the background: it's not that bad, nick!)

seven. was playing dress to impress on stream earlier and couldn't stop thinking about you...if you're up to it we should play duos. but only if you're up for it, i know it's late.

eight. i'm never listening to your playlist on shuffle again, i was folding laundry listening to clairo and the next song queued up was some fucking death metal band. nearly gave me a heart-attack..

nine. hey, baby..you okay? i'm not trying to be like, clingy or whatever but we haven't talked all day and..i don't know it's just a little out of the ordinary. i'm sure you're fine but just—just let me know if you're okay, okay?

ten. don't you wanna grab your cool, hot, and sexy boyfriend a drink from downstairs? (whispers) please, say yes, please, say yes, please, say yes.

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Promises of forever

Summmary: Louis planned a special date night for the both of you, where unbeknownst to you he planned to give you a promise ring. [1.1k]

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The soft hum of your curling iron filled the bathroom as you carefully wrapped a section of your hair around the hot barrel. Tonight wasn’t just any date night, Louis had insisted it would be ‘special’. Though he hadn’t given you much to go on, you could tell by his excitement and how much effort he’d put into planning that he wanted everything to be perfect. His cryptic hints and mischievous smile over the past few days had only heightened your anticipation. You’d spent the afternoon pampering yourself with fresh nails, styled hair, and a simple but elegant black dress that fit you like a dream. As you added the final touches to your makeup, you couldn’t help but feel a flutter of excitement. Whatever Louis had planned, you knew it would be memorable.

Meanwhile, Louis sat on the edge of the bed in your shared apartment, fidgeting with the small velvet box in his hands. His thumb traced the edge of it as his mind raced. “What if I muck this up?” he muttered to himself, shaking his head. He’d never been nervous about speaking to you before, you had a way of putting him at ease, making him feel completely at home. But tonight, with this ring in his pocket, he felt the pressure. He thought back to the moment he’d decided on the promise ring. It had been a few weeks ago, during a lazy morning at home. You were curled up on the couch in one of his oversized hoodies, laughing at something on the telly, and he’d felt it so strongly. The certainty that you were it for him. That he wanted to spend his life with you. He’d thought about proposing outright, but he didn’t want to rush it not because of doubt, but because he wanted it to be perfect. This ring was his way of telling you how serious he was about your future together, a promise of everything to come.

Louis took a deep breath, slipping the box into his jacket pocket. “You’ve got this” he murmured to himself before heading out to meet you in the living room. When Louis saw you waiting by the door, he stopped in his tracks, his mouth going dry for a second. “Wow” he breathed, his eyes wide as they traveled over you. You blushed under his gaze, smoothing your dress nervously. “Do I look alright?”. “Alright?” He let out a low whistle, stepping closer to wrap his arms around your waist. “You look stunning, love. I mean, you always do, but tonight… you’ve outdone yourself”. His words and the way he looked at you sent a warm flush through you, and you smiled, reaching up to brush a strand of hair out of his face. “You clean up pretty nicely yourself, Tomlinson”. He grinned, offering you his arm. “Shall we?”

The car ride was filled with soft conversation and laughter, but you couldn’t shake the feeling that Louis was unusually quiet. You didn’t press him about it, assuming it was just part of his plan for the night. When you arrived, the venue took your breath away. It was an intimate rooftop setting, softly lit with fairy lights strung above. A small table for two sat in the center, surrounded by candles that flickered gently in the evening breeze. Beyond the edge of the roof, the city skyline glittered against the darkening sky. “Louis…” you murmured, taking it all in. “This is incredible”. He smiled, a little sheepishly, as he guided you to your seat. “Only the best for my girl” he said, brushing a kiss against your temple before sitting across from you.

The dinner was perfect- your favorite foods, soft music playing in the background, and conversation that flowed as easily as always. Louis was still a bit quieter than usual, but his eyes never left you, his gaze filled with a mixture of love and something else-nervousness, maybe? As dessert arrived, a decadent chocolate tart, Louis shifted in his seat, his hand sliding into his jacket pocket. He cleared his throat, catching your attention. “Alright” he began, his voice steady but soft. “There’s something I’ve been wanting to tell you- well, more like show you” He hesitated, pulling the velvet box from his pocket and placing it on the table between you. Your breath hitched as you stared at the box, your heart thudding in your chest. “Louis…” you whispered, looking up at him.

He opened the box to reveal a delicate gold ring, adorned with a small diamond in the center. It wasn’t flashy or over-the-top, it was understated and beautiful, perfectly you. “This isn’t an engagement ring” he said quickly, his voice trembling just slightly. “Not yet, anyway. But it’s a promise. A promise that I’m serious about us, about building a life together. I can’t wait to marry you someday, but for now, I want you to have this. To know how much you mean to me”. Tears pricked at your eyes as you listened, your heart swelling with emotion. He reached across the table, taking your hand in his. “You’re everything to me” he continued, his blue eyes locked on yours. “You’ve been my rock, my best mate, my safe place. I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but I do know I never want to let you go”.

A tear slipped down your cheek, and you laughed softly as you wiped it away. “Louis… I don’t even know what to say. This is… perfect. You’re perfect”. He smiled, his thumb brushing over your knuckles. “Does that mean you’ll wear it?”. “Of course I will” you said, your voice thick with emotion. “I love you, Louis. So much”. He stood, walking around the table to slip the ring onto your finger, his hands steady despite the racing of his heart. Once the ring was in place, he pulled you into a tight hug, holding you as if he never wanted to let go. As you pulled back slightly to look at him, his lips found yours in a kiss that was soft, tender, and full of unspoken promises.

Later that night, as you both lay tangled together on the couch, the ring glinting softly on your finger, Louis rested his head against yours. “Y’know” he murmured, his voice thick with contentment, “this was the scariest thing I’ve ever done”. You laughed, threading your fingers through his hair. “Well, you pulled it off beautifully”. He looked up at you, his eyes filled with love. “One step closer to forever, yeah?” You smiled, pressing a kiss to his forehead. “Yeah, Louis. Forever sounds perfect”.

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Thank you for reading! As always requests are open <3

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gamer!matt + sleepy!reader shenanigans <3

the harsh light of matt's pc lit up his entire room, tired blue eyes squinting at the screen and leaning back in his gaming chair. he's debating on what skin to use in his next fortnite match, a quick look to his phone screen that lit up with a notification telling him it's nearing 4 am.

quiet gasps and mewls sounded from the warm body in his lap, one arm thrown behind his chair while the other stretched out, his hand on his controller. the wet sound of you gripping him echoed in his bedroom, filtering through the headset that covered his ears. he shifted, both hands grasping his controller yet not laying a finger on you.

your head lay on his shoulder, drool seeping past your lips and dirtying the collar of the white pullover he had on. his sweatpants were pulled down to mid-thigh, your sleep shorts thrown haphazardly onto the ground—right along with your panties.

shaky hands grasped onto matt's shoulders as you worked yourself up and down on his cock, the squelching sound of your pussy ringing in your ears and causing your face to heat. the sound of his name rolled off your tongue occasionally, an indirect plea for him to help you.

all matt did was scroll through his fortnite skins however, flicking through the item shop and trying his best to not bust his load right then and there. every time you sunk down on him he could feel the way your walls squeezed around his length.

and for you, every time you settled down for a second the tip of matt's dick kissed your cervix and made your brain go fuzzy. your thighs have started straining, aching—begging silently for him to help you. to have his hips thrust up or for his hands to plant firmly on your hips to bounce you himself.

matt had good self control. he prided himself on that fact sometimes, but with the way his fingers twitched on his controller with each passing second didnt show signs of his usual 'good self control.'

it got to a point where it was all just too much, with the way you were gasping so quietly and how good you felt squeezing around him. so he dropped his controller onto his desk, hands gripping at the flesh of your hips as a hiss sounds out from between his clenched teeth.

"shit, you got it, baby.. come on, i know you're close," matt's words were raspy—heavily blanketed with exhaustion. it only got you more horny, more desperate to reach your climax as you moaned and nodded. his name fell off your tongue in a needy whimper.

"fuuck, come on.. jus' a little more. you're so good, baby. so good."

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texts between shy!matt and shy!reader

cw: slightly suggestive(?)

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