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I Don't Want To Wait, forty-eight

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Based on the prompts:

“This wasn’t supposed to happen – this wasn’t – the plan was…”

Seeing someone’s made them their lockscreen

“Take these clothes and make them smell like you again.”

“I’m mad at you because I love you”

“Is that all you’re going to sleep in?” “Yeah, you know this is what I sleep in when it’s this warm.”

“Want to kiss me?” “Not in the slightest.”

Aelin did her best to keep a smile on her face as they drove the short distance from the beach to Aelin’s house, but inside she felt like she was dying a thousand deaths. She kept Rowan’s hand in a vice grip, laced with her fingers, and tried to focus on every detail of his hand instead of the gnawing feeling in her stomach. She turned his hand over in hers and let her thumb trail down each long finger, tapping the pad gently and trailing back down. He shivered as he pulled into her driveway, causing her to smile softly. But it was wiped off her face as he turned to her, concerned, pulling his hand away and resting it on his lap.

“Are you okay?” he asked, and she nodded.

“Why wouldn’t I be?”

His side-eye was enough to let her know that he’d clocked her sudden silence in the car, but she didn’t want to fight tonight. She just wanted to be with him. She wanted to pretend that he hadn’t just torn apart the future she’d imagined for them; she wanted to feel him pressed against her and kiss him senseless until all her bad thoughts had emptied out of her head.

“It kind of feels like you’re mad at me?” Rowan prodded, not getting the hint that she just wanted to ignore things and barrel forward. But she was always better at ignoring things than he was. “Is this about the, uh… sex stuff?”

“I’m not,” she said. It wasn’t even a lie – she’d been so distracted by the college news that his new sex parameters had been completely erased from her brain. Plus, it wasn’t even that she was mad. She was confused. Really, really confused. “I’m just hungry.”

At that, a wide smile cracked across Rowan’s face, his green eyes glinting with laughter as he leaned forward and pressed his lips against hers. She hummed happily at the feel of his soft mouth against hers.

“I should have known,” he chuckled against her skin. Then it was her turn to shiver.

His voice was ever so slightly lower, and she loved the new feel of the vibrations against her cheek. Her eyes widened as he pulled back, giving her some sort of indiscernible look, and then immediately closed as his lips crashed against hers. The kiss took her by surprise as the ferocity melted away into something softer. This kiss was unlike anything she’d experienced before; it was slower, more prolonged, his tongue just barely brushing between her lips to touch hers. An uncontrollable guttural noise escaped her mouth as his hands knotted in her hair, grabbing fistfuls of her salt-dried locks. He reared back quickly, his eyes downcast as he rubbed his hand over his face and groaned a low, painful sound. But he smiled at her again, regardless.

“Who taught you how to kiss like that?” Aelin asked, breathless and eyes glazed over with lust, feeling phantom tingles against her mouth, remembering the kiss in excruciating detail.

Rowan’s cheeks flushed, but she barely noticed, too distracted by the way his new muscles flexed beneath the sleeve of his t-shirt as he ran his hand through his unruly hair.

“I told you the guys at camp were…informative,” he laughed under his breath. His eyes flicked up to hers, nervously, and she couldn’t help but sigh happily. That was the reunion she had imagined. Incredible kisses and sweet smiles and soft blushes.

“We were supposed to eat hours ago,” he laughed. “And you’re going to get even grumpier if you keep looking at me like that because I’m not going to let you out of this car.”

“We can arrange for that,” Aelin laughed, leaning over the console, but Rowan just laughed and grabbed his vibrating phone from his pocket. A long string of text alerts appeared on the screen, garnering Aelin’s curiosity. “Someone’s popular…” she said, wondering who could possibly be texting Rowan that much.

“Camp guys group chat,” he explained, quickly clearing the notifications away with a swipe of his thumb and revealing his lock screen – Aelin’s own face smiling back at her from his hand.

“Am I your lock screen?” she asked, though the answer was quite clear. His lock screen was the picture she’d sent with him to camp – her smiling and posing in her lifeguard uniform. At his shy answering smile, she wanted to launch herself at him again, but he stopped her with a soft kiss. She couldn’t help but pout.

“Food,” Rowan protested weakly.

“Kisses,” Aelin said, leaning forward again. “I need to collect on a thousand of them, remember?” Her lips pressed against his softly over and over, her words escaping between the thousand kisses she meant to collect.

“Babyyy,” he said, pained.

The sound thrilled Aelin and sent a jolt of electricity down her spine. She pulled back, flushed and smiling, their discord pushed to the back of her brain, erased by Rowan’s thorough kisses.

“So, not that I mind… at all,” Aelin said, unbuckling herself and finally getting out of the car. “But, I don’t think you’ve ever called me baby so much before.”

Rowan slung his arm over her shoulder and pulled her tight, and she inhaled his scent that she’d missed so much and exhaled the tension from her shoulders.

“It’s so I don’t confuse you with my other girlfriends,” he said so nonchalantly that Aelin froze and looked up at him. And up a little further. It was going to take some getting used to his new height. His answering smirk was enough to have Aelin pulling herself out of his grasp and punching the side of his arm. “Ow,” he laughed, rubbing at the spot where Aelin had landed her first. “What?” he joked. “If I call you all baby I have less chance of mixing up your names…baby,” he said with a wink.

Though she was a hundred percent certain Rowan was joking, she couldn’t help the small tug of insecurity, reminding her that she wasn’t always his one and only.

She must have made a face because Rowan tugged at her hand and pulled her close again. “I’m kidding, Ace.”

“You’d better be,” she mumbled, opening the front door.

They were greeted by the sight of Rhoe and Lorcan in the kitchen, which barely phased Aelin at this point. Lorcan was sitting at the table, hunched over as he scooped tortilla chips into a large bowl of guacamole, while Rhoe cooked something on the stovetop.

“BABE!” Lorcan bellowed through his mouthful of chips.

Aelin practically rolled her eyes as her hulking friend galloped across the room to embrace her boyfriend. Though she couldn’t help but notice that Rowan was only about an inch or two shorter than Lorcan. Wow, he really had grown. Apparently that was the first thing that Lorcan noticed, too, because his eyes widened as he took in Rowan’s new form, perusing him up and down before smirking soundly and clapping his friend on the back.

“Well, well, well, look who finally grew up,” Lorcan said with a salacious grin. “You fill in that much everywhere?” he asked, wiggling his eyebrows.

“Salvaterre, don’t be gross,” Rhoe chastised weakly before giving his own hug to Rowan. “Welcome back, kid. We missed you. And it looks like Antica agreed with you,” he said with a smile.

“I guess?” Rowan shrugged, but Lorcan wanted to make sure her boyfriend knew exactly what that meant.

“Babe,” he began, getting Rowan’s attention back. “You got hot. Like, really hot.”

A steady blush crept up the back of Rowan’s neck as he shyly tucked his chin into his chest, his eyes sliding to Aelin for confirmation.

“I don’t know about that,” he mumbled, but Lorcan just let out a snort.

“Well, I do.” He paused and looked at Aelin, concerned. “Come on, Aelin, tell him. He looks like a golden god.”

Aelin frowned at the boy who had become like an annoying older brother to her in the course of the summer, and reached up and covered Rowan’s ears as best as she could, lifting up onto her tiptoes. “Don’t tell him, Lor! It’s much better for all of us if he doesn’t know.”

“I can still hear you,” Rowan laughed, eyes amused as he pulled Aelin’s hands from his ears.

“So, Golden God,” Rhoe said, trying his hardest not to laugh. “Don’t keep us waiting forever. Maeve said you had some very exciting news to share, but she wouldn’t tell us.”

Rowan looked nervously at Aelin and then back at Lorcan and Rhoe as they waited impatiently, and Aelin’s stomach twisted again. She’d been able to push away this information for a little bit, but she knew she’d have to deal with it eventually.

But she stood dutifully beside him, always smiling as he showed them his Wendlyn recruitment letter.

“Wowwwww,” Lorcan said, taking the letter and looking at it closer. “Better get those grades up this semester,” he joked at Aelin, causing her bad mood to return in full force. She was afraid she was going to cry, seeing how happy her dad and Lorcan were for Rowan. She should have been just as happy, but she just couldn’t bring herself to be.

She lifted herself up onto her toes again and pressed her lips to his cheek.

“I’m going to go shower and change. Will you figure out dinner?” she asked softly. She didn’t bother to wait for Rowan’s acceptance of her request to bolt upstairs and shut the door.

Carefully encased in her room, she let her shoulders sag. She felt the weight of the night collapse onto her, her emotions running wild as she finally let herself really truly feel. The strong spray of the shower wasn’t enough to clear away the feelings of upset, but then she was clouded with guilt. She should be happy for Rowan. Everyone else was. It was a fantastic opportunity, what he was being presented with. A full ride to an incredible school.

An incredible school that she had no shot of getting into.

She hadn’t realized how much she’d thought about their future. She’d imagined walking across campus hand-in-hand and sneaking kisses between study sessions in the library, of coming back to her dorm late at night, tipsy on cheap alcohol and endorphins and twisting into a tiny twin bed, legs entangled as they slept together. She imagined going to his games and getting decked out in their college colors and sitting with their group of friends as they cheered wildly for him, for their team to win. She imagined meeting on campus for coffee between classes and coming back home together.

As the water pelted onto her sore muscles, she mourned the loss of her imagined future. She took deep breaths as the images faded away, becoming something horrible, something sinister. She saw Rowan on the Wendlyn campus, surrounded by other girls far smarter and more talented than her, all laughing and trading stories about their exes from high school. A wave of insecurity swept over her, tugging her mood down, down, down, until all her dreams had swirled down the drain with the last droplet of water as she turned off the faucet.

She looked at herself in the mirror, her usually bright eyes looking sullen and angry, and tried to shake it off, but it was too late. She’d let it wash over her. She’d been overtaken.

Her mood only worsened when she realized most of her pajamas were dirty, and she had nothing more than an old dryer shrunken tank top and well-worn shorts to wear. So, now she didn’t even feel cute. She was calling tonight a wash.

Heading downstairs, she was unsurprised to see all the men in her life, huddled around the chips and guac on the table, shoveling food into their mouths and discussing Lorcan’s favorite parts of fire academy. But as Rowan heard her footsteps creaking across the floorboards, he inhaled sharply and began coughing wildly.

“What are you wearing?” Rowan managed to wheeze out as his coughing subsided, and Aelin looked down at her ratty old pajamas with a frown.

“Pajamas?”

“That’s all you’re going to sleep in?” he asked, his eyes slowly trailing down the expanse of her exposed legs.

Aelin crossed her arms over her chest protectively. “You know this is what I sleep in when it’s this warm,” she replied, nonplussed. The pajamas were old, yes, but he didn’t have to make a big deal about it. She didn’t get why he was so hung up on it. Rowan blinked and blinked again, clearing his throat slightly as he looked away.

“With Lorcan here?”

Aelin frowned. “Lorcan’s always here.”

Lorcan snorted loudly. “You weren’t kidding. She is hangry.”

Aelin’s brows furrowed as her eyes narrowed in Lorcan’s direction as she took the empty seat next to Rowan. She sat stiffly beside him, neither of them reaching for each other how they usually would, no hands held or knees caressed or hair tucked behind ears. She felt all weird and prickly and wrong.

“So,” she said turning to him, “Did you figure out dinner, or did you just eat chips?”

Rhoe paused mid-bite, looking between Aelin and Rowan curiously. His brow raised, but Aelin just shook her head slightly.

“I thought we’d go out for pizza, but if you’re already in pajamas, we could order delivery?” Rowan suggested. Aelin just shrugged and took the empty seat next to him.

“And wait an hour for Aelin to be fed?” Lorcan gasped. “That sounds dangerous.”

Aelin frowned. “You think you’re so funny.”

“He’s not funny, he tells the truth, Fireheart,” Rhoe said, pressing a kiss to Aelin’s forehead as he made his way to the kitchen. “Let’s see what we have in the fridge.” She watched as her dad opened and closed all the doors and cabinets, shouting out options to them, each one sounding worse than the last.

“I think, maybe, pizza is the safest,” Aelin said.

“We have stuff for BLTs?” Rhoe called out, and Lorcan lit up at that.

“Oooh, a BLT sounds perfect,” he bellowed back.

Rowan snorted. “Yeah, I bet you’d like to B your L on someone’s T��s,” he mumbled under his breath, causing Lorcan’s eyes to widen in shock.

“Did you just say what I think you said?” he asked, laughter bubbling up in his chest, his dark eyes filled with amusement.

“No,” Rowan replied quickly, his cheeks burning red as his eyes trained down on the table, away from Lorcan’s prying eyes. Aelin looked between the two boys, not understanding what was just said.

“My little boy grew up in more ways than one this summer!” Lorcan said, pretending to wipe a tear away from his cheek. Rowan threw a chip across the table at Lorcan’s face, shaking his head. "Naughty, naughty..."

“Shut up.”

“I don’t get it,” she said, frustrated, but Rowan just shot her down.

“Don’t worry about it.” Aelin stared at him, willing him to break, but he just shook his head and looked down and away from her again as Lorcan smirked.

She wanted to throttle him. It was enough to be rejected sexually and then have him go to college without her, but now for him to be talking about things and not explaining them to her? Inside jokes or whatever, that she was purposefully being excluded from. She felt a burning fury overtake her sadness, replacing her disappointment with a consuming fire, flames raging on the sides of her cheeks as she spat, “Fine,” and stood up from the table and went to go help her dad with their dinner.

There was something comforting about going on autopilot and making sandwiches with her dad. She’d done it so many nights in her life that she could shut her brain off as she reached for the bread, putting it into the toaster and grabbed a tomato and began slicing. Her dad stood beside her, flipping pieces of sizzling bacon.

“So…” he finally said, his voice low and concerned. “Not that I’m not thrilled to see you, but I thought for sure you and Rowan would be… reuniting—” he cleared his throat uncomfortably as his eyes shot down to focus on the meat in the pan in front of him, “—elsewhere, until late tonight.”

“Dad.” Aelin couldn’t bear to have her dad talk about her and Rowan’s lack of reuniting.

His low chuckle was countered by his concerned side glance, his blue eyes prying for more information that Aelin did not want to give.

“I’m just saying, there is a distinct lack of hand-holding and all-around general cuddliness between you two, and I was prepared for much, much worse from the girl who spent every night kissing Rowan’s picture before bed.”

Aelin’s eyes shot to her dad as the toast popped out of the toaster. “You said you’d never bring that up!”

“Fireheart…” Rhoe continued.

But Aelin wasn’t ready to talk yet. “It’s fine. We’re fine.”

“Uh huh,” Rhoe said, pulling the bacon off the pan and laying them on paper towels to de-grease. “Well, if you want to talk, you know where I am.”

“With Lorcan?” she snapped, and immediately felt bad. Her dad had nothing to do with her bad mood. “Sorry,” she apologized quickly. She snatched a warm piece of bacon between her fingers and plopped it into her mouth, letting the salty goodness comfort her. “I really do need some food.”

Luckily, her dad heard her loud and clear and let her stew in her bad mood as she put the sandwiches together while he sliced up some carrots.

Aelin nibbled on her dinner as Rowan and Lorcan wolfed down three sandwiches each.

“I guess you were hungry?” Aelin asked as Rowan brushed a crumb from the corner of his mouth.

“I wasn’t joking when I told you I was hungry all the time,” he laughed, finally resting his hand on her bare knee.

“Hungry and horny,” Lorcan laughed, sending a wink to Rowan across the table. Rowan snatched his hand back from Aelin’s knee, grasping it in his lap, his fingers interlocked as demurely as possible, as Rhoe smacked Lorcan’s shoulder.

“Get out of my house, Salvaterre,” Rhoe said, and though he said it with a joking chuckle, it was clear he was serious. “You’re a terrible influence on my child. I don't need you corrupting Rowan, too.”

“I was jokingggg,” Lorcan insisted, but Rhoe just shook his head. "And I think Rowan has already been corrupted."

The blush that deepened on Rowan's cheeks made Lorcan laugh, but Rhoe merely sighed, telling Lorcan he still needed to leave.

“These two are going to hang out upstairs in Aelin’s room," Rhoe said, "And I am going to catch up on some work.”

“We are?” Aelin asked, suddenly feeling nervous.

“With the door open,” Rhoe warned. “The rules haven’t changed.”

“Except for later curfew,” Aelin reminded him of the conversation they’d had last week, begging to extend her hours until midnight this year. They compromised at 10 on weekdays, but midnight on weekends.

“Except for later curfew,” Rhoe repeated back to her, ignoring the way Lorcan grumbled as he got his things together. “See you in the morning, trainee,” her dad said, sending Lorcan off with a salute.

“Yes, sir,” Lorcan replied automatically. He wrapped his arms around Aelin from behind and whispered in her ear, “Have funnnn,” causing her to elbow him off of her. She didn’t know how she’d ended up with an older brother this summer, but somehow she had. And sometimes he was really annoying.

“So…” Rowan began, standing suddenly. “Upstairs?”

Aelin nodded and watched him grin and sprint up the stairs, taking them two at a time.

Aelin took them slower, climbing them one at a time, and she wasn’t surprised to see Rowan already laid out on her bed when she made it to her room. His face was buried into her pillow, inhaling deeply as he groaned, “I missed your smell. Like flowers and lemons.” He rolled onto his back, a big dopey grin on his face, his green eyes lit up with mischief as he asked her, “Do you want to come kiss me?” His hand patted the comforter next to him, but Aelin shook her head.

“Not in the slightest.”

Though she’d tried to make it sound like a joke, it was clear it hadn’t landed. Rowan sat up quickly, his brow furrowed in confusion.

“Okay, now I know you’re mad at me.”

And Aelin exploded. She couldn’t bear to keep it all inside for one more second.

“Of COURSE I’m mad!”

“Can you tell me why?” Rowan asked, standing up and coming closer. But Aelin put her hand up to stop him. She couldn’t think if he got too close. And now that she’d cracked, she needed to explain herself. But the emotions were spilling out, pouring over in tidal waves, and she was having a hard time articulating the right answer.

“Because! This wasn’t supposed to happen!” she exclaimed, but Rowan just looked at her like she was crazy.

“What wasn’t supposed to happen?”

“No, that’s not…” she took a deep breath and tried to compose herself. “We had a plan, and the plan wasn’t – fuck!” Then it was her turn to start to pace. Why couldn’t she just string a god damned sentence together.

“What?” he asked, pushing her to tell him more, his eyes probing for more information as his hands came to rest on either one of her cheeks, steadying her with his concerned face. “What?” he asked again, and Aelin shook her head, letting a tear fall down her cheek. She hadn’t even realized she was crying. Rowan’s thumb swiped against her skin softly, moving the wetness away. “Baby, what’s wrong?” he asked, his voice nothing more than a whisper. “What did I do?”

She steeled herself, took a deep breath and looked up. “We were supposed to go to college together,” she said, hoping her voice wasn’t shaking as much as it felt.

“I…” Rowan’s hands dropped from her cheeks as his broad shoulders tensed. “You’re mad that I got into college? I thought you’d be proud of me… You know how worried I was, and it’s my shot to actually do something with my life.”

“No…no, no… that’s not…” Aelin took another breath. “I am so proud of you, Ro. Wendlyn is incredible.” She watched as the tension drained from his muscles at her words. “I just thought the plan was to go to college together.”

“It is,” Rowan insisted, but Aelin shook her head.

“I can’t get into Wendlyn,” she finally admitted out loud what had been plaguing her all night. “That’s a top school. And even if I did get in, it’s a private school. I have no idea how I’d afford it. And I certainly can’t get a scholarship to a school like that.”

Rowan looked struck for the first time. As if he hadn’t considered Aelin’s words. As if he’d just assumed that she’d be able to go to the school he got into, no matter how exclusive and elite it was.

“There are so many schools by Wendlyn,” Rowan finally said. “Mistward is filled with them. There’s Doranelle and Varese and Mt. Cambria and College of Rivers. So, you could be nearby, even if you don’t get into Wendlyn.”

“So you admit, you don’t think I can get into Wendlyn,” Aelin said defiantly, and she thought that Rowan’s eyes were going to pop out of his head with frustration as he threw his large arms up into the air and then back down again.

“You just said you didn’t think you could get in!” he said, exasperated. But Aelin could only hear the negatives ringing in her head, unwilling to hear what he was really saying. “Ace,” he said steadily. “We promised, no matter what, we’d make this work. This is no exception. You’re mad at me over nothing.”

“I’m mad at you because I love you,” Aelin said. “Because I want to be with you forever, and the idea of four years apart makes me want to cry.”

“Please don’t cry,” Rowan said, but it was too late. Tears had started falling down Aelin’s cheeks again. “We’re going to be together forever. We are,” Rowan insisted. “No matter what. Forever." Aelin nodded through her sniffles, feeling overwhelmed and a little stupid at her outburst. "Can I kiss it better?” Rowan asked, rubbing his nose against hers.

Aelin sniffed loudly, laughing at the feel of his nose poking at her. “Only if you take your sweatshirts back and make them smell like you again,” Aelin said.

His answering smile was blinding, but it disappeared as quickly as it appeared as he moved his mouth to hers. Ready to kiss it better.

She accepted his kisses readily, letting his arms wrap around her waist and pull her close. He had to duck down to reach her mouth, and she had to tilt her head to the sky, but no matter what, kissing Rowan always felt like a soothing balm on her weary soul. His lips healed her aches and bruises, the cracked edges of her anger and sadness smoothing over with each caress of his tongue against hers. They stood there, kissing until Aelin’s tears dried and a new ache formed in her chest – one of longing and hunger. Her hands played with the ends of his hair, relishing in the sounds that came out of his mouth, tugging him tighter, and refusing to let him go until they were startled by the loud sound of Rhoe’s boot stomping up the stairs.

They parted quickly, wiping at their mouths and faces as Rhoe appeared in the open doorway.

“It’s late,” was all Rhoe said. But Rowan understood.

“I’ll see you tomorrow?” Rowan asked, and Aelin nodded, the small tendril of sadness sneaking its way back out as he stepped away from her. As if he could sense it, he leaned back in and kissed her again, not caring that Rhoe was standing right there. “I love you.”

“I love you more,” Aelin countered.

“Impossible,” Rowan said, kissing Aelin again until Rhoe was forced to clear his throat loudly.

“She kissed your picture goodnight every night you were gone,” Rhoe said, trying to hide his own smile beneath his hand.

“DAD!” Aelin’s cheeks heated as Rowan’s face lit up.

“Me too,” he said, smiling as he said it. As he was turning to leave, Aelin remembered the bag in her closet and ran to grab it.

“Wait!” she exclaimed, shoving the bag full of hoodies back at him. “You know what to do,” she said, lifting herself up on her toes to kiss him one last time and wrapping his hand around the bag’s handle.

“Goodnight, Rowan,” Rhoe laughed.

Aelin sighed loudly and collapsed onto her bed as Rowan made his way downstairs, and she couldn’t help but smile as her phone lit up with a text from her boyfriend before he even pulled out of her driveway.

Forever, Ace. We’ll figure it out.

The bed dipped beside her as Rhoe sat and turned toward her, eyes wide with curiosity.

“Want to tell me what that was all about?”

“No?”

But Rhoe wasn’t letting her off the hook anymore. He’d endured the weirdness downstairs, and then she was sure he heard them shouting. She was sure he was dying to know what was going on between them, especially since they parted with kind kisses and flushed faces.

Aelin groaned as she fell back onto her pillow, but she couldn’t help but smile as she smelled faint traces of Rowan’s bodywash there. Yeah. She’d missed that scent, too.

“Fireheart?” her dad asked, poking at her side.

“It’s nothing,” Aelin said, propping herself up onto her elbows.

“It didn’t sound like nothing,” Rhoe replied, raising an eyebrow. Fuck. Aelin knew he’d heard the shouting from downstairs. She’d hoped the television would drown them out, but of course it hadn’t.

“Rowan is going to Wendlyn.”

“I know,” Rhoe said. “Pretty awesome, right?”

“Yeah,” Aelin sighed. “Awesome.”

“Or, not awesome?” he prodded. Aelin collapsed back to the bed, staring at the ceiling as she unloaded onto her dad.

“Awesome for him, for sure. Not so awesome for me, who definitely can’t get into that school.”

“Says who?” Rhoe asked.

Aelin chuckled without humor. “Um, everyone? We’ve had two valedictorians get rejected from there. Somehow I don’t think little old me with my A’s and B’s is going.”

“Hmm,” was all Rhoe said.

And nothing else.

Aelin couldn’t stand it. She sat back up and looked at her dad, who was staring at her thoughtfully. “What?” she asked.

He shrugged and shook his head, rubbing his hand against his beard which desperately needed to be shaved.

“I just didn’t expect you to be such a defeatist,” Rhoe said. “I thought you were a fighter, who liked a challenge.”

“There’s a difference between liking a challenge and being delusional, dad,” Aelin said with a scoff, but his sentiment prickled at her skin.

“I don’t know about that, Fireheart.” He paused. “I don’t think it’s delusional to try. What happened to the girl who refused to go to sleep until she learned the top hundred most difficult words to spell?”

“She was ten, and she didn’t even make it past the first round of the spelling bee because she forgot tomorrow has only one ‘m’ in it.”

That brought a wide smile to her dad’s face. “Yeah, but you were so driven. Still are.” He laughed. “You’ve always been an overachiever. Weren’t you the only junior in a senior math class last year?”

“Yes…” Aelin admitted. She was good at math. She always had been. This year she’d be taking an Advanced Placement calculus class, and she didn’t know who else would even be in it.

“The only thing you’ve ever wanted I’ve seen you not go for… is Rowan.”

That made Aelin pause. It was true. She usually had no problem shooting for the moon, but when it came to Rowan, she suddenly questioned everything about herself. She thought she’d outgrown that insecurity, but at the mention of his college admission, it came rushing back to her. Could she actively squash that insecurity? She didn’t know.

“So,” Rhoe continued, “what would you need to do to be a competitive applicant to Wendlyn?” he asked.

“Seriously?” Aelin couldn’t believe what she was hearing, but her dad nodded. “Okay, well… I’d probably have to make my course load way harder, to weight my GPA. And I’d need to get A’s in all of them. And I don’t even know if it’s too late to do that.”

The edge of Rhoe’s lips curled into a small smile. “Okay, well, let’s say it’s not, and you do that. What else?”

“I’d need a direction. Something to make me stand out. An extracurricular or volunteer work or a job, or all three that all tied together somehow.”

“Last I heard, Petrah was begging you to come back and take more classes. Think she might have a job for you, too?” he asked, and suddenly Aelin’s mind was reeling with possibilities. She wanted to temper her excitement, though. She couldn’t just assume she could make this happen.

“Lots of kids dance, dad,” she said.

“Maybe,” he admitted. “But I doubt many of them learned all of Clara’s choreography in sixth grade just in case the understudy and Clara were both sick.” That made Aelin laughed. She remembered practicing the twirls in the studio, following along the choreography until she knew it just as well as her snowflake dance. “You miss a hundred percent of the shots you don’t take,” Rhoe finally said.

“That was cheesy, Dad.”

But she was smiling. He was right. Maybe it wasn’t likely that she’d get into Wendlyn. Hell, it was the longest shot she could possibly imagine. But she had to try. Not just for Rowan, but for her, too.

“Alright, what else?” Rhoe asked, and Aelin got out her journal, ready to make a list of everything she needed to do to try and hold onto her dream. She wasn’t willing to let it slip away. Not yet.

~*~

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kadr-time · 4 years

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Basically, this is a part of my KaDr (Keef x Dib) au uwu. It’s canon divergence thing, that overanalyzed Keef of all characters, and made him not catoony (Jhonen forgive me,, we have taken another one of your creations and made it angsty,,,)

So my long as Keef analysis/headcanon/fan-interpretation bellow (this comic comes wayyy after a bunch of stuff):

Keef had a habit of forming close attachments to people, but ones that don’t last long. They usually ended on bad terms. This garnered a lot of rumors at the Skool. He did get bullied, but preferred to be quiet about it, optimistically hoping that if he’s nice and happy enough and if people like him, it would stop. He was always the one chasing friendships, other people rarely if ever reached out. He was just average, and with his bad reputation, not many kids wanted to be friends. So when Zim “reached out” he was so overjoyed and wanted to make him happy. But didn’t really have a sense of boundaries. The day Zim ripped out his eyes and gave him robotic ones, he pretty much immediately discarded the memory as it was too traumatic. He kept insisting to himself that nothing happened. Until the squirrel he thought was Zim died and he had to face the reality. But he was still hopeful! But he was scared of approaching Zim on his own, so he decided to first talk to Dib, since he was under the impression that they were friends. And then the events of Return of Keef occur (read the transcript). Keef wants Zim and Dib to be friends, even if they don’t like each other at all. He crosses several boundaries again, making the two of them greatly dislike him. But he once again, decides to ignore the reality of the situation. After Zim and Dib “become friends” and hug, Keef explodes and then regenerates and passes out. After waking up, he realized how much he screwed up again. Zim probably hates him, after all he once again tried to kill him. Dib probably doesn’t like him either.

And all these life threatening events, along with so much rejection, prompted Keef to start going to the school counselor. There he slowly starts to realize that his obsessive personality isn’t the best way to make friends. And that his behavior is unhealthy. This makes him stop, and revaluate pretty much everything. He didn’t try to make friends since that point. Worried that his personality will lead to not only him getting hurt again. But others too.

Eventually once high Skool starts, he sees it as a new leaf. To make himself liked, and be a more stable person. He tries to be more easygoing, less excitable, chill, and this makes him very popular.

But uh-oh. Looks like Zim and Dib are at his Skool too. And they are still fighting. Keef is confused how he ever thought the two of them were friends. He chooses to ignore them He is not getting involved with Zim again.

He doesn’t go to the school counselor anymore, instead he has a therapist, to help him deal with his emotions. One day while he’s in the waiting room at the therapist, he sees Dib. And the two of them stat a small chat.

It was awkward man… Dib and Keef couldn’t interact to save their lives lmao. It was silence at first, before Keef breaks it, and the dialogue from the comic ensues.

Keef apologizes, and tells Dib that their last interaction in middle Skool kind of reshaped his life, and that he is sorry for being such an obsessed creep. They kind of share their experiences a little. About their mental health and current thoughts on Zim, and how he affected them.

Even more headcanon-y stuff:

His eyes stay robotic forever. They don’t cartoon-logic their way back to normal here! X3

He lives with his grandparents who have really bad eyesight, that’s why nobody noticed the robotic eyes.

I know in the actual canon he was supposed to have a brother, but fuck canon man, here he’s an only child. Rolls better with my version of him. UwU

He is mildly autistic (projection time babyyy).

#invader zim #kadr #keef #dib #dib membrane #comic

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donkey-hyuck · 4 years

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can you do 1 and 99 from the prompt list?? anyone is fine, it’s up to you :)

1+99: “I love you, please don’t go” , “I fell in love with you, not them.” Member: Jaehyun, model! Au (I kinda got carried away hehe)

Here’s the link to the prompt list!

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Falling in love with Jaehyun was hard. When you first met, he was a brand new, top model in the industry. You, on the other hand, were a senior in high school trying to manage your academics— to get into a good school— and stabilizing your financial problems to stay in your shitty and cheap apartment. You were eighteen and he was nineteen, almost twenty. You met when he was doing a shoot not far from your school, all your friends were not worried about their senior year and fangirled over guys and kept up with the latest trends. Unexpectedly, you ran into him while he was in the middle of his shoot. Your friends were being more discreet, hiding in the nooks and crannies behind the staff and photographer. You were just minding your business, texting you mother and walking towards your way to the local library where you worked. “I’m sorry! I should’ve looked where I was going. My mom was texting me and I have some problems running late to my job and-“ hearing a chuckle, you looked up to be met with someone who was very handsome. “It’s okay. I should’ve looked where I was going too.” , “No, it’s not your fault, I was on my phone and not paying attention and I ramble when I get nervous and I-“ you’re stopped again. “Cute,” the unknown— at the time— boy smiled again, showing off his dimples. “I’m Jaehyun. You are?” , “Um, I’m Y/N.” He was silently observing your face until your phone rang again. It was one of your coworkers. “Sorry, I have to go, I’m late.” , “Wait! You go to this school right?” He nods his head in the direction where you came from, and you silently nod. “Okay, I’ll see you tomorrow.” Your breathing was heavy the entire way to the library, your phone dinging with texts and calls from a couple of your other friends who saw what had happened before their eyes. And before walking into the library you processed what he last said and was confused. “Sorry I’m late, I ran into someone and started rambling again.” You sighed and shook your head in your hands as Soyoung chuckled. “It’s okay, I covered for you.” , “Thanks, I owe you one.”

The next day was filled with questions, squeals, and some jealous remarks made by friends and classmates who witnessed the scene the day before. “I didn’t do it intentionally. My mom was texting me and you know how urgent she is about me texting back.” , “Whatever you say Y/N!~” as the last bell signified the end of the school day, you forgot about what Jaehyun had told you and walked out of the school, plugging your headphones in as you walked toward the cafe you worked at as well. He was leaning against the wall with a mask, hat, and sunglasses on, touching his phone and occasionally looking up to see if he could spot you. Finally seeing the person he bumped into yesterday, he urgently fixed his posture and called out your name. “Y/N!” He whisper-shouted. You looked around, not knowing who called your name until you saw an arm raise up to grab your attention. “Hi, what are you doing here?” , “I came to see you. I just wanted to ask if we could hang out.” , “Oh, um, if you’d like. But I’m on my way to the cafe that I work at so maybe some other time...?” , “I can come with you! We could talk and I could bring more customers in.” He chuckled and you couple help but to roll your eyes and laugh along. “If you say so.”

It’s been four years since then and now you are in a relationship with the model— one year of being close friends and the rest with being in a relationship together. He was scheduled to do a photo shoot with April’s Naeun. You’d seen her before while watching variety shows on tv. It was his first photo shoot with a girl for a while and you’d be lying if you said you weren’t jealous. She was drop-dead gorgeous, not just her looks but her personality was beautiful as well. She was tall, fit, had a nice voice, and a bubbly personality. She was just someone that you’d expect to see with your lover. Meanwhile you were finishing your third year of college, still working as a manager of the library, working in another cafe, and doing some charity work for your university and just for the local businesses in town. “Babyyy!” Hearing the door close and the shuffling of his slippers against the wood floor, you see Jaehyun with a face full of makeup and his clothes with not a wrinkle to be seen. Noticing the blank look on your face, he closes the laptop— which had been black for a little while— and picks you up to carry you to your shared room, knocking you out of your gaze. “What’s wrong?” He asks, as soon as he lets you go on the bed. “Nothing. My mom was texting me about a problem with my nephew so I had to leave work early, and I have a history, english, and business report due in a couple of days.” , “So your mood right now has nothing to do with my photo shoot with Naeun today.” Jaehyun always knew when you were jealous, you hated feeling like it and you hated expressing it. “What, no.” He gives you a look. “Okay....... maybe. But you can’t blame me! You have so many people who admire you and praise you because of your looks and good deeds. And I’m just here.. being me, looking after my family and making sure you’re okay.” , “Well, can I tell you that that’s the exact reason I fell in love with you? Your family means so much to you and you put them before you take care of yourself. Before you met me, we were two separate people, yet you worked your ass off to get into a good college and applied to so many jobs yet stuck with the library after all these years. You take care of me when I’m going crazy, you’re incredibly considerate and hard working, and I get to come home to you every day. I’m immensely proud of you bubba. I fell in love with you, not them. Not Naeun, not chungha, not any of the staff, no one. You stole my heart from the day you bumped into me and started rambling.” He hugs your frame and brings you closer to him. “I loved you even before I met you.” He then brings your face to his in a meaningful kiss. “I love you so much that it hurts me to see you in pain, whether it’s because of me, your family, shitty customers, or your shitty professors.” , “Thank you bubba... I love you too.”

The night ended in the most peaceful way, falling asleep with Jaehyun in your arms as he was reassuring you and reminding that he loved you every moment he got. And the next morning, your alarm had gone off to prepare you for the day. Getting out of the bed, you quietly try to release Jaehyun’s grip around your waist. “I love you, please don’t go.” He says barley awake, making you laugh and ruffle his hair. “I’m just going to shower.”

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thesunnyshow · 4 years

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Name: Doie

Writing Blog URL(s): @notnctu

Age: 20

Star Sign: Capricorn

MBTI: INFJ-T

Favorite color: Pink and yellow

Favorite food: Hotpot or chicken wings

Favorite ice cream flavor: It changes all the time but right now would be cookies n cream :3

Favorite animal: Polar bears

If you could have one superpower, what would you choose?

Teleportation bc I'm always late so if I can just show up to places that would help my life a lot lol

If you could visit a historical era, which would you choose?

The roaring 20’s babyyy

If you were a trope in a teen high school movie, what would you have been?

Girl next door? Shy nice girl LOL

What fandom(s) do you write for?

We write for nct/wayv

When did you post your first piece?

June 13 2020 :)

Do you write fluff/angst/crack/general/smut, combo, etc? Why?

We write mainly fluff and smut, but I personally like writing angst because it draws more emotion out and honestly the right words can string together such a beautiful heart wrenching piece

Do you write OCs, X Readers, Ships...etc?

X reader fics!

Why did you decide to write for Tumblr?

I’ve actually been writing for a long time now and I’ve been on several different platforms haha, Tumblr has the best reader and writer engagement!

What inspires you to write?

This is a tough question to answer but I want to say I get my inspirations from songs as of recently

What genres/AUs do you enjoy writing the most?

I love strangers to lovers, idk it’s something about ‘first meetings’ are always a fun scene to write.

What do you hope your readers take away from your work?

It’s the simple things that can have you falling in love with life :) details are important! Everything a writer adds into their work is usually intentional !!

What do you do when you hit a rough spot creatively?

I just stare at a blank doc or I don’t touch my wips for a very long period of time I'm the worst lol

What is your favorite work and why? Your most successful?

My personal favorite is always going to be Just A Star and i never shut up about how much it means to me lmaoo but it’s because it shows my growth as a storyteller/narration and genuinely the longest piece of fic I’ve written in under a week. It’s a very intimate piece of work :) my most successful are through the lens & my ridin club series!

Do you think there’s a difference between writing fanfiction vs. completely original prose?

Nah I think fanfiction is an original form of work, it’s just based around a universe or characters

What do you think makes a good story?

Character dimension/development!

What is your writing process like?

A genre/troupe and a title. I loosely base what I want to write on a catchy title LOL and then I make a banner and a short description and then I build a story from that.

What tropes do you love, and what tropes can’t you stand?

I love loveee reading mafia au’s ! i’m not really into coffee shop au’s/social media au’s/idol au lol

How much would you say audience feedback/engagement means to you?

Wow so much like from here to the moon. It means so much to me as a writer because it’s so motivating to get reblogs and comments in tags or an ask or a reply/reblog with reply. It’s everything to a writer and i say every time to leave feedback regardless of it being constructive or positive! I’m always improving as a writer and I THRIVE off of affirmations tbh lol so pls praise me or help me be better :) i want to know if my writing impacted you in someway or form so receiving engagement is like similar to opening a present on your birthday <3

Do you think fanfic writers get unfairly judged?

Yeah lol because what people don’t understand is that fanfiction is still a story that is the same as a book you read from the shelf, but with a muse or in an alternate dimension. It’s just a story bro LOL

Do you ever feel there are times when you’re writing for others, rather than yourself?

I would say that a lot of my writing now as been for my readers and I think it’s okay, I don’t have the time right now to work on anything I want to personal indulge myself in

Do you ever feel like people have misunderstood you or your writing at times?

Lol yeah I write very flowery and vague sometimes so I get it

Do your offline friends/loved ones know you write for Tumblr?

Yes, author Xuxi and I are best friends in real life! A lot of my own close friends know I write ff and they’re very supportive about it. They don’t read my writings because well, they’re not into that part of the fandom/aren’t into kpop! But they know that it’s a craft and they respect what I write.

What is one thing you wish you could tell your followers?

Don’t be shy to engage with me! I’ve notice no one really engages with us and I can’t tell if it’s because we’re lame or come off as not friendly ):

Do you have any advice for aspiring writers who might be too scared to put themselves out there?

Honestly just go for it, write and post to your heart desires and you’ll begin to realize the more you love it, the more it will translate into your work.

Are there any times when you regret joining Tumblr?

Regret is a strong word haha I just feel like I can’t keep up at times

Do you have any mutuals who have been particularly formative/supportive in your Tumblr journey?

@dearlyminhyung : jan! You were the first follower that actively engaged with us and even though we are mutuals now, I still look forward to seeing you in our ask box! You were always someone I looked forward to in my notifications thank you for reaching out to me and just overall, reading and leaving feedback regardless of whatever i wrote. @lovelycharm : charm, I know we’ve never personally talked but your reblogs are always something I click on every time because you leave the best feedback in your tags! Thank you for being such a consistent reader and honestly your words mean so much to me I always got so happy! @legenedaryoikawa-main : hannah! Thank you for being my first ever mutual in the nct fic world! You gave me the confidence and reassurance that people wanted to get to know me? Idk it’s difficult to explain but thank you for giving me a chance as lack luster as I am, you made my journey worthwhile! Thank you for many nights of laughter and long conversations <3 and for all my current mutuals (yall know who u are i dont have many hahah) : thank you for keeping me lively on tumblr, i know i suck at replying but my experience on this app has been valuable because of you all :)

Pick a quote to end your interview with:

“you, my love, are infinite.”

BONUS ROUND: K-POP CONFIDENTIAL

#@notnctu #thesunnyshow #featured author #episode 47 #nct #wayv

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austonm--atthews · 5 years

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my only one//auston matthews

masterlist

based off of my only one by all time low

chapter 22 july 3, 2016 “babyyy, wake up.” auston shakes me. “whaaaaat?” i open my eyes slightly. “you gotta get up, babe.” he presses a soft kiss to my lips. i reluctantly sit up and get out of bed, following auston into the kitchen. “what’s for breakfast, bub?” i wrap my arms around him from the side. “how about some waffles?” he looks down at me and smiles. “sounds good to me.” i smile at him. “are you excited for dev camp, aus?” i ask him. “i’m a little excited, a little nervous.” he responds. “you’ll be fine, aus. you’re an amazing player. i know you’ll be fine.” i rub his back lightly.

“i’m just nervous i’ll mess up on something easy.” he sighs. “i’m sure you’ll be fine. i know it’s hard, but try not to stress about it. you’ll be fine, aus. i’m sure of it.” i attempt to cheer him up. “yeah, you’re right.” he sighs. “you’ll be okay, baby.” i try to calm him down. “are you going with me?” he raises an eyebrow. “no, i’m staying here,” i say sarcastically, “of course i’m going! i’ve been dying to see you play!” i say excitedly. “you are?” he starts to smile. “of course i am. i wouldn’t miss it for the world.” i smile. “that’s so sweet of you. i love you.” he smiles as he looks into my eyes. “i love you too.” i look into his eyes, smiling. “are you excited to meet the guys?” he asks me as we sit down to eat. “yes! i can’t wait to meet them!“ i say excitedly. “aw, i’m glad you are. i’m sure they’ll love you. i don’t see why they wouldn’t.” he smiles at me. “i’m sure they will.” i jokingly roll my eyes at him. “you’re so mean to me.” he shakes his head jokingly. “only because i love you, sweetheart.” i kiss his cheek. “i love you too.” he kisses my cheek. “do any of the other guys know about me or just mitch?” i ask him. “i think they all know, maybe one or two of them doesn’t. i talk about you a lot so i’m sure they’ve heard enough about you.” he laughs softly. “are they all nice?” i ask him. “yeah, i like them all. there isn’t one guy i don’t like on the team.” he smiles softly. “aw, i’m happy for you, aus. you seem like you fit in really well.” i smile as i make eye contact with him. “thanks baby.” he smiles again. we finish eating and get ready to leave. i go in the closet and grab auston’s team usa jersey he gave me along with my ripped black jeans. once i finish getting dressed, he walks in the room. “baby, you look adorable.” he wraps his arms around me. “aw, thanks aus.” i smile back at him. he grabs his compression shirt and mesh shorts out of his closet. he changes into them. i go into the bathroom to pull my hair into a bun. “aw, you look so cute.” i compliment him. “thanks baby.” he pulls me into him, pressing a soft peck to my head. “you should leave your hair out. it looks great like this.” i get on my tip toes and run my hand through his hair. “you think so?” he asks. “yes, keep it out of the hat, babe.” i suggest. “fine, only for you.” he smirks. “you ready to go now?” i ask him. “yeah, are you?” i respond. “yeah, let’s go then.” he smiles. we walk out to his car and get in. “what kinda music do you want me to put on?” i ask him. “whatever you want, my love.” he smiles. “okay baby.” i smile back. i put on the story so far. “i knew you would.” he laughs. “aw, you know me so well.” my heart flutters at his laugh. “that i do, baby, that i do.” he smiles as he pulls into a parking spot. we get out and i immediately grab his hand. i smile at him and he smiles back at me. “you excited?” i ask him. “yeah, still a bit nervous.” he looks down at the ground. “auston, you’ll be fine, i promise you.” i get on my top toes and peck his lips. “thanks baby.” he smiles. we walk into the rink. he goes into the locker room and i go to sit in the stands next to the bench. the buzzer sounds and i make my way to the locker room, waiting for auston to emerge from the locker room. my phone dings, meaning it was a text from auston. my love: gonna take a quick shower, i’ll be out soon baby to my love: ok baby ! i stood outside the locker room, waiting for auston. within a few minutes, he appears. “aus!” i wrap my arms around his neck, leaning up to kiss him. “hey baby!” he smiles, pressing a kiss to my forehead. “i told you you would be fine! you were great out there!” i compliment him. “you were right, thanks baby. i was just nervous.” he smiles. i was about to respond when one of his teammates appeared next to us. “matts, you going to lunch with the guys?” matt martin appears next to us. “uh, sure yeah, can i bring jack along?” auston asks matt. “yeah sure, bring your girl along,” he looks at auston, “i’m sure the guys will love you.” he smiles at me. “they better.” i laugh, making both matt and auston laugh. “i’m sure they will, baby.” auston presses a kiss to the top of my head. “they aren’t picky. as long as you’re good to matts, they’ll love you.” matt looks at me, smiling. “they’ll love you then.” auston smiles at me. “i hope so.” i smile nervously at both of them. “well, i’ll see you guys in a few minutes! it was nice meeting you, jack! bye!” matt says, then walking away. “bye matt!” i wave to him. “so, we just have to walk two blocks and make a right.” auston takes my hand as we leave the rink. “so how are the guys? do you like them?” i ask him as we walk to the place we would be meeting the guys at. “yeah, they’re all really nice. you’ll like them. they’ll like you too.” auston wraps his arm around me, patting my shoulder reassuringly. “i hope they do.” i laugh nervously. “don’t worry, babe, they’ll love you.” he pulls me close, pressing a tender kiss to the top of my head. “thanks aus.” i look up at him and flash him a smile. “i’ve told all of them a bit about you and they all like you from what i’ve said.” he smiles back. “aw, you’re the sweetest.” i start to blush. we enter the cafe, seeing the guys already sat at a table near the window. there were two seats next to each other, which i assumed were for me and auston. we sat down. “hey! look who decided to show up!” matt taunted auston, earning a laugh from aus. “hey! leave me alone!” he tries to defend. “yeah! i’m the only one who can bully him!” i say back to matt. “yea- hey!” auston looks jokingly offended. “what? can i not bully you?” i roll my eyes jokingly. “i mean, i guess you can.” he shrugs. the whole table laughs. “so, how did you two meet?” willy asks me and auston. “we-“ auston and i start to talk, both of us stopping for the other to go ahead. “you go.” auston says. “we met when we were five. i moved to arizona from new jersey and i just so happened to move in the house next door to him. he came up to me and introduced himself after his mom practically forced him to.” i start to laugh as i recall moving in next to auston. “young matts making moves!” mitch teases auston. “what can i say? i had moves from a young age.” auston shrugs with a smirk playing on his lips. “i’ll admit, he did have moves. the girls loved him.” i laugh. “oooo, matty’s a ladies man!” kasperi jokes. “i didn’t think i’d be so lucky to get this gem though.” auston looks at me with the cutest smile on his lips. “awwww, look at the little lovebirds.” mitch taunts us. “sorry you’re just jealous, marns.” auston fires back. “jealous of what? i have a girlfriend!” mitch defends, referring to his girlfriend, krystin. “i’m not JUST his girlfriend.” i move my hand away from my thigh, flashing my engagement ring. “do you need me to explain this to you, mitch, or do you get it?” auston teases mitch, making the guys laugh. “hey! i’m not that stupid!” he defends. “suuure.” i roll my eyes. “so, i heard you play hockey too?” zach asks me. “yeah, i’ve been playing since i was about 6 years old. i only started playing because auston taught me how to skate. i wanted to spend more time with him so i played on the same team he was on.” i laugh lightly. “are you any good?” jake asks me. “i mean, not nearly as good as auston, but i’d say i’m pretty good.” i shrug. “maybe you should practice with us sometime.” connor brown suggests. “i wouldn’t be against it. you gotta ask him first.” i point to auston. “i’d love to have you practice with us.” he smiles. “i won’t be infiltrating your guy time?” i ask him. “nah, you’re one of us now.” connor carrick chimes in. “really? i am?” i ask, shocked i was on the group so quickly. “yeah, you’re one of us now.” freddie smiles at me. “aw, i’m so honored.” i put my hand over my heart, showing i was touched by their words. “you fit right in with us, baby.” auston smiles at me. “aw, thank you guys. i really feel like i belong here.” i smile. i hadn’t felt like i belonged to a group in years. it was a very refreshing feeling to feel such a strong feeling of belonging. “the pleasures all ours.” matt smiles at me. “so, how did he ask you out?” brian boyle asks auston and i. “you want me to go?” auston asks me. “sure baby.” i respond. “i didn’t really ask her out, i guess. i went on a lot of dates with random girls from our high school in an attempt to get over my feelings for jack, but it didn’t work. i still loved her,” he pauses, looking at me and grabbing my hand, “i saw her crying outside on the sidewalk down the street one night. she’s not a frequent crier so her crying already had me worried. i asked her what was wrong and she said she loved someone who would never love her back. after that, i asked her if she wanted to be official and she said yes.” auston looks at me with a bright smile. “awwwww, matts is a softie.” leo playfully teases auston. “he’s a big cuddler too.” i expose his love of cuddling. “awwwww, matts IS a softie. a big one at that.” james teases jokingly. “i’m soft and i’m proud!” auston says. “that’s my boy!” i wrap my arm around his shoulder, pressing a quick kiss to his cheek. “ew! no pda!” mitchell complains. “shut up mitch! you’re just jealous because krystin isn’t here!” auston flames mitch. “shut up!” mitch squabbles for a defense. his only one was ‘shut up’. “so, how did he propose?” kadri asks me. “he got home early from switzerland and surprised me. he took me to the spot we had our first date at and then he proposed.” i smile as i recall his proposal, which was surprisingly only two months ago. “aw, our little matty’s thoughtful.” matt teases him yet again. “hey, gotta be sweet to your girl, yknow? oh wait, none of you would know that.” auston teases the guys. “hey!” mitch gets offended. “relax, mitch. that was at all of the guys, not just you.” auston says. “what can ya say? aus is a stud.” willy chimes in. “hell yeah i’m a stud!” auston says. “he’s my stud.” i smile at him. “aw, young love.” leo teases us. our food comes and we all start eating. soon after we finish eating, the bill comes and we all pay our share, then we all leave. “so, how did you like them?” auston asks me nervously. “i loved them! they’re a great group of guys. i really feel like i belong to a group now. i haven’t felt this way in a while.” i smile. “aw, i’m so glad you feel that way. i can tell they loved you.” he smiles. “i loved them too. i can’t wait to practice with you and the guys.” i smile back. “i can’t wait to practice with you, my love.” aus presses a soft peck to the crown of my head. “wait, am i allowed to?” i stop to think. “i’m gonna be honest with you, i have no idea. if not, fuck it. i wanna practice with my baby. besides, the guys love you.” he pulls me closer to him, pressing yet another kiss to the crown of my head. “i wanna practice with my baby too.” i wrap my arm around his back. we continue to walk to our apartment. once we reached our building, auston asked me something. “do you want me to carry you, baby?” he says sweetly. “you don’t have to aus.” i say back to him. “but i want to.” he smiles. “if you want you can.” i tell him. “i’d love to.” he smiles, picking me up bridal style. “you’re still pretty from this angle.” i smile at him. “thanks bub.” he smiles back. he unlocks the door to our apartment, carrying me inside. “where should i put you?” he looks down at me. “hm, maybe our room? isn’t it time for your nap?” i tease him. “i am a little tired if you wanna take a nap with me.” he confesses. “yeah, i wouldn’t mind.” i tell him. “let’s take a nap then, baby.” he says enthusiastically, carrying me to our bedroom and carefully setting me down on the bed. “shouldn’t we change out of these clothes first?” i ask aus. “yeah, probably.” he agrees. i change out of his jersey and climb into bed. he takes off his clothes, climbing into bed with me. “goodnight, aus. i hope you sleep well.” i press a soft kiss to his cheek. “goodnight, baby. i hope you sleep well too.” he pulls me in close, holding me tight. “wake up, princess.” auston taps my cheek. “already? i feel like we just laid down.” i sigh. “we gotta get up, baby. i have something special planned for us.” he presses a quick peck to my forehead. “what is it, austy?” i ask him, hoping he’ll give in. “i’m not telling you. it’s a surprise.” he smiles spitefully. “you suck.” i roll my eyes. i get out of bed. i grab a shirt out of my closet and my ripped black shorts. auston grabs a plain white shirt and jean shorts, or ‘jorts’ as he liked to call them. “you know you love me!” he fires back. “unfortunately.” i roll my eyes. “hey!” he scolds jokingly. “you know i love you.” i smile up at him. we walk out into the busy and bustling streets of toronto. “and i love you too.” he presses a tender, loving kiss to my head. “so, where are we going, aus?” i ask him. “it’s a surprise, baby.” he smirks, causing me to roll my eyes. “oh god.” i shake my head. “it’s a good surprise!” he defends. i shake my head. “well, here we are.” he looks at a small cafe right in the center of toronto. “is this the surprise you were talking about?” i ask him. “yes it is, baby.” he looks down at me with a bright smile as we walk in. both of us order coffee. i order a bagel sandwich and auston orders a bagel with butter. “i thought you would like it. it reminds me of the cafe we used to frequent back home.” he takes my hands from across the table. “aw, that’s so sweet of you. i love this cafe.” i smile at him, taking his hands in mine. “i knew you would, i just knew it.” he laughs to himself. “you know me too well.” i flash him a bright smile. “that i do, babe, that i do.” he says. our food appears in front of us. due to both of us being hungry, we ate relatively quickly. we took our coffees and left the small cafe. “we should go there again, aus, i loved it.” i smile at him. “i agree, i loved it too.” he smiles back, taking my hand in his. we walked around toronto for a while. the city was beautiful. i couldn’t get enough of it. “i’m so glad we’re lucky enough to live in a city like this.” i squeeze his hand, smiling to myself. “me too, bub, i love it here. i feel like i’m at home.” he smiles. “i’m glad you do. i was worried about you, baby.” i sigh. “aw, you were?” he asks. “yes! of course i was worried about you! you cried after you said goodbye to your family, aus. i was so worried you’d be terribly homesick.” i tell him. “i’m sorry i made you worry. i’m fine now.” he answers. “it’s okay, baby, i’m supposed to worry about you.” i wrap my arm around his back. “but i don’t want you to. i don’t want you to worry.” he insists. “but i’m gonna worry whether you like it or not because i care about you.” i say to him. “fine, i’ll let you worry.” he gives up. “ha! i knew you would give up soon.” i laugh. he shakes his head, a smile appearing on his face. we continue to walk around the city. the city was so beautiful at night. auston and i walked back to our apartment and got changed into our pajamas. we lay down in bed. “the city might be beautiful, but you know who’s more beautiful?” auston says to me as he pulls me into his chest. “who?” i wrap my arms around him, pulling myself closer to him. “you, my love. you’re the most beautiful thing in the world.” he looks at me with a bright smile. “aw, thanks aus. that means a lot to me.” i snuggle into his chest, smiling against it. “anything for my girl.” he presses a loving kiss to the top of my head. “we should get to sleep. you have to be up early again, baby.” i tell him. “you’re right, my love. goodnight, baby, i love you more than anything.” he holds me right and presses a soft kiss to my temple. “goodnight, my darling. i love you more than anything too.” i squeeze him slightly, then drifting off to sleep.

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bobowhooo · 6 years

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Potent Savages

Chapter 1 Part 2 : Disruptive

genre : Thriller/Angst/trigger warningsss/smut/exo, oc, and blackpink gang au

Summary : This fast paced kind of life style isnt for everyone, but for these young rich savages this stuff is second nature.

I told you i would catch you up, and im a girl of my word when i want to be. So imma take you back, Back before the drama with jiyong the dragon. Back before i even knew baekhyuns weird ass was a member of the notorious exo gang. Before he knew i was a member of the infamous blackpink gang. Before we all started to hate eachother.

“I am so gonna make a virgin cry tonight” jennie spoke to herself while looking in the mirror as if she was taking a selfie, which i love watching her do for some reason, but in my defense she does look really hot. Looks like tonight is going to be one of those nights that we put on our less expensive clothes and act like we’re regular teenagers, i hate these nights, i’d much rather be at the club in balenciaga, sitting in the vip lounge with jiyong, but my girls wanted me to go and if my girls want something from me the word no always goes into hiding.

“Ayyye lit wayyy.” lisa sang out as she took a picture in the mirror with jennie

I looked over to the room that jisoo and rosé share in our three bedroom condo, I wasnt getting a good enough look at them so i decided to go inside of the room, i know i sound like some kind of crazy smother but the relationship between me and my girls is not normal and probably never will be. I cant be away from them for too long and if im not close to them i have to atleast be able to lay my eyes on them or i just might kill someone. Yes i do tell you alot but i dont know if im ready to talk too much about that, so lets change the topic.

Snapping out of my thoughts, i realized that jisoo and rosé still werent ready at all. Instead of intervening or saying anything, i decided to just do something else, guess ill call my mans.

“jiyong?”

“honeyy, how is the party going?”

“Haii oppaa” i said with a higher voice than usual you know the one you use when you talk to the boy you like? yeah that one. “im not there yet oppa”

“Aaahhh okayyy i seee” judging from the way he was using that sly sexy voice of his, i think he wants something from me.

“What is it oppa?”i said, i dont know why im getting an unfamiliar feeling about this.

“babyy?”

“yess”

“babyy, at that party tonight....”

what the hell does he want with this dumb high school party, i should be the only thing in his mind that has anything to do with high school... okay im kidding....alittle.

“Some of my associates will be there i want you to keep an eye on them.” his voice switched up this time.

“What the fuck jiyong, who the hell are these “associates”?”

“exo.” well he never was one to beat around the bush for too long, i could already hear it in his voice he was getting impatient.

“First of all, fix your tone, and second, boi you know i know most of all that the whole damn exo gang hates you and all your men, dont talk to me like im just another one of those dumb skanks you like to play with.”

What did you just ask? oh, well let me tell you alittle more about him. Jiyong the dragon is the top dog the ultimate big man in this business. He was one of those get down or lay down type of guys, of course that shit didnt work on me and my girls, which was the reason why he took such a liking to me in the first place. Does that cure your curiosity? what do you mean you didnt ask that!?

“Hahahhah” hes laughing at me.

“ugh, oppa im supposed to be relaxing at this party.”

“i know babyyy, all you have to do is keep an eye on maybe three of them and...”

“And!?”

“Aaand make sure they dont leave until my men get there.”

“What!?, jiyong are you seriously going to try to kill them at a highschool party!?”

“Who said anything about killing themm...babyy come onn for mee?”

“You know that type of shit dosent work on me oppa.”

“please baby? ill owe you one big time.”

That caught my attention “ owe me huh?” thats what i like to hear. I could care less if those exo guys die or get kidnapped or whatever jiyong is gonna do with them, and the mention of him owing me sounds so delicious “hmmm....”

I hear a little laughter on his side before i make my decision,

“You got yourself a deal oppa” i say with a sinister smirk. And with that we say our goodbyes and i hang up.

My girls are so quiet.......shit.

I whip my head around quickly, with my anxiety building up, getting ready to run to where ever they are, whether it is in the house or not.

“Cha cha?” jisoo called out. My real name is park bong cha, aya is just a street name. Not alot of people know my real name, and i like it like that.

My girls were standing in the doorway of my room which i share with no one due to the fact that all of the extra space in the room is filled with all of our weapons and money.

“Damn i wish you saw the way your head turned just now” rosé said with a small giggle. She and jisoo looked like they were finally done getting ready.

“Lets dip girls.” i said, actually feeling alittle excited to go now, which is such a first.

“AND IM LOVIN ALL RACES HELL NAW DONT DISCRIMINIZE AYYY WE LITT!”

I was posted up on the wall with some concoction lisa had some girl she was macking on make for me. It tasted good though. I had already informed the girls about the little deal i made with jiyong, they took it well thankfully. i have been occupying my eyes with this cute guy who is dancing his ass off. And just when the song finally changes and he notices, the entrance door swings open and some heads turn, and mine follows the others.

Just the boys i wanted to see, i think to myself while smiling.

I let my girls know by text and we all, being on the same floor of the house, exchange looks.

shall we?

“IMMA MAKE YOU MIINE TONIGHT!”

I watched the exo gang walk in all together, some were rubbing their hands together like fuckboys, and others just looking around observing the party and the people, easily you could tell they are a close-knit group like me and my girls.

“JUST ONE TOUCHH AND ILL MAKE MY MOVE!”

I decided to keep my eyes on the linky big eared one, the one who looked like he wanted to scream in someones face, and the one-

“omg” I said under my breath as I watched one of the exo members slightly bite on his beautiful index and middle fingers.

Lisa quickly slapped my shoulder with a grin “aye, you thirsty girl?” she said as she tilted her drink towards me with her adorable smile, “shut the fuck up.” I said with a dead expression.

The other girls came up to us in three different directions. “So whats the plan?” rosé asked while referring to my end of the deal I made with jiyong oppa. I wasn't listening though, still stealing glances at the exo members mouth and fingers.

“Stop bitching guys, I will remember what she looks like, trust me, damn.” chanyeol stated as he scrunched up his face a little. All I can think is that its such a damn shame chanyeol is the only one who saw jiyongs girl, putting all our eggs in chanyeols fucked up basket is really fucking annoying. “Baekhyun, I know what your thinking, and no im not stupid enough to put all our eggs in chanyeols fucked up basket, just know that.” Suho spoke while he squeezed my shoulder as if he was trying to make me feel his words, what the hell is he? a fucking mind reader!?

We already know what jiyong the fucking snake is going to try to pull tonight, we heard from a mole hes going to have some girl hes been fucking to watch us all night, but we came here tonight in spite of that to do our usual rounds, because not a lot of things are better than money and confrontation.

“Alright split, chanyeol stay with Baekhyun” Suho said with an exhale

Chanyeol puts his arm around my shoulders as we walk towards the crowd of dancing teens. “Anybody lookin familiar?” my voice giving off my bored and annoyed mood, I spoke with a quick elbow into his stomach. “Nahh, just lemme go get a drink real quick. want one?” chanyeol asked and got a nod yes in return.

I start looking around, eyeing all the girls in the room.

“ERRBODY GETCHA MUTHAFUCKIN ROLL ON AYYY!”

“Girls really love this song huh?” I said to myself as I watched a swarm of girls running to the impromptu dance floor as they screamed and giggled.

My eyes automatically land on two girls that looked like they just jumped off a runway stage or some shit, “damn” I said out loud on accident, could they be jiyongs?

“Damn is right.” chanyeols deep voice crept from behind me, “all the girls in the kitchen were uggos.” he tilted a red plastic cup my way.

I took it from him and stole a quick sip, “those two girls right there ring any bells?” I asked as I brought up my left hand to wipe my mouth and used the index finger of the hand holding my cup to point in the direction of the girls I was talking about.

Chanyeol licked his lips, “I don't know I think I need a closer look.” he voiced as he rubbed his hands together, his fuckboy mode starting to kick into gear.

I smirked at the possibilities.

“Okay I guess we can have some fun then.”

“You know if you don't make this shot im going to make you strip right?” the guy I now know as Baekhyun spoke to me sexily with a sharp smirk on his face while he held a ping pong ball that had earlier been cover in cheap beer.

“Well maybe I want to strip.” I stated, readying another ping pong ball. Hopefully I can finally make a shot.

Baekhyun, and his friend who is also an exo member, chanyeol came up to me and jennie a little while ago, the convenience being too perfect, we've been talking to them ever since, and somehow I ended up in a game of beer pong with Baekhyun, while jennie and chanyeol decided to look through each others instagrams on the couch next to us.

I finally flick my wrist with hopes I get it into one of the cups on baekhyuns side.

“Yess.” I said as my ball landed in a cup on the left of Baekhyun.

“aahh noo” Baekhyun spoke playfully.

my phone buzzes at that. I quickly look at jennie, Jiyongs men might be....

“What is it?” Baekhyun speaks. I don't answer, instead I remove my phone from the back pocket of my jeans to see if my earlier thought was right.

oppa

my men are there baby where are you

“Aye jennie the girls are looking for us we should go.”

“awww already?” chanyeol said, his voice giving off a new dangerous tone.

They know.

I saw ayas face change after chanyeols comment.

that's right bitch, feel it.

chanyeol told me she was the one three minutes into talking to her. I have to admit shes good. I totally would have fallen for her act. too bad I didn't.

“Jennie lets move now!” aya yelled at the other girl as we heard screams coming from all around the house.

“Grab her chanyeol!”

The moment I jump on the ping pong table and take out my gun, jennie jumps off the couch, chanyeol grabs her, and Baekhyun pulls out the gun hes been hiding so well.

Jennie struggles in the hold of the huge man, while I stare Baekhyun down. Both our guns pointing at each others head. aiming for an instant kill.

“You don't think im about to just give up do you?”

I quickly shoot at the gun in Baekhyuns hand and roll off the table, about to shoot at chanyeols foot, he kicks the shit out of me, and jennie took the chance to get out of his hold, all of a sudden a crowd of people fill the room.

Jiyongs men come running in like the CIA.

“Shit!”

I start shooting the men coming at me. suho and d.o run into the room probably getting ready to carry out plan b.

Me and chanyeol somehow end up back to back in the middle of jiyongs men, this isn't looking to damn good.

I grab jennie and run to the exit of the room in full panic mode because I don't know where the hell my other girls are.

A exo member with bushy eyebrows comes out of nowhere and stands in front of us looking like satan himself, looking calm despite all the chaos going on.

I don't have time for this.

I push jennie backwards getting ready to jump out of the next window I see, until I turn around and see another exo member staring us down with one of his eyebrows lifted, as more of the exo gang pile in the room to help with jiyongs men. fuuuck meee.

I charge in the other direction gripping jennies wrist, and my girls come out in front of us rushing to get to the men chasing behind.

Me and jennie continue running with intentions of getting the car ready, hating the fact that I have to leave the other girls here.

We reach a window and I look for something in the room I could use to break it. I find golf clubs in the closet and take a hard swing at my target, breaking it in one go. we both jump out and sprint for the car we came-

“AYA! AYA! AYA!”

My eyes feel like led but I finally start to open them, looking around to only find darkness. shit I must have gotten knocked out by one of the exo boys.

“aya?”

my eyes widen. jennie.

I feel her breathe on my neck as she tries to get closer.

“same plan as usual?”

“ Yeah.”

These exo assholes should have fucking killed me when they had the chance, they should know never to cage wild beasts.

When the car finally came to a stop I realized my eyes were closed in anger the whole time.

I heard muffled voices and doors opening before closing right back.

My eyes shot open in anticipation.

Open the trunk, I dare you.

as if on cue the trunk door pops open and the exo men look down on us laying in their trunk, this isn't all of them though, where are the rest? I look up at them wishing looks could kill.

“awww you are such a good girl, I didn't even have to gag youu.” a dinosaur looking exo member said as he bent down to get me out of the trunk.

This time, this time when I shoot I wont miss.

The moment my feet touch the ground I feel a rush of adrenaline, I keep my composure until jennies feet does the same.

I close my eyes again readying myself for the moves im about to make. as they start walking us to what seems like a rundown hideout.

They are circled around me and jennie as we walk towards the destination and I look at the men in front of me, eyeing them up and down in search of a knife.

Bingo.

Spinning around as fast as I can in the direction of the knife in the mans pocket on the left of me, jennie quickly backs up planning on distracting atleast two of them.

I get my hands on it and move swift and fast cutting myself loose, cutting up an exo members leg and whatever else is in the way of jennie,

I cut her loose and spin again, always trying to use my speed as an element of surprise, I grab hold of a gun in someones hand and start shooting at everyone around us, as jennie follows my actions.

my shoulder takes a shot, as jennie grabs my hand and makes a run for it.

we keep running into the dark forest for our lives as we try our best to avoid the bullets the are flying from behind us.

What a fucking night.

We spent the rest of night running through the woods and making sure I don't bleed to death. When we got back to condo, the sun was up and the rest of the girls were crying and loading machine guns.

“We thought you guys were never going to come back!” they cried at us. I couldn't help but feel like shit, I wasn't on my a game last night and because of that my girls suffered.

After that my shoulder was tended to by jisoo and we made our way to jiyongs place to talk about everything.

“I cant fucking believe this shit!”

“Jiyong what the hell are you talking about?” I said as I walked into his office with my girls

“im never gonna trust you with shit ever again.” oppa spoke in a vicious tone while walking towards me.

“Chill the fuck out jiyong!” jisoo said about to step in front me, I put my arm out in front of her and walk into his personal space.

“Got a fucking problem?”

“Its your fault they got away, you unprofessional piece of trash. Do you know how much that night cost me!” well look at the balls on this one.

“I tried my best you fucking asshole don't do that to me I held up my end of the deal all you said I had to do was keep them there!”

“Get the fuck out of my face aya, you and your girls are making me sick to my stomach, and don't even think for a second I was serious about me owing you!”

Ah shit my hands are gonna misbehave. suddenly my fist made their way to his jaw and accidently on purpose clocked the shit out of him.

“SHIT”

My girls start giggling at the scene and I back away from jiyong as his eyes become wild with anger.

“Do you have a fucking death wish you bitch!?” yes.

“Nah, not really.”

He starts walking towards me again and I can finally tell that he’s not sober. He takes a slow swing at me and my face scrunches up in disgust.

I push his head backwards and he falls completely over. What a pig.

“Jiyong stop come on your better than this.” I said with a frustrated tone.

“DIGGIE” he screams for his body guard who does all his dirty work. Truth is jiyongs actually a little bitch, but hey gotta fake it till you make right?

“Do you really think that guy can kill our crazy asses?” rosé speaks with a raised eyebrow to jiyong, who is on the floor looking completely distressed.

“DIGGIE KILL THESE SLUTS”

“DIGGIE”

“diggie” his cry for his body guard becomes soft as he starts to sob.

“Come on, lets get outta here girls, he’s obviously really fucked up right now.”

“Don't worry jiyong, we’ll leave diggies head at the door for you.”

All caught up?

AUTHORS NOTE : woooo! im doneeeee ayyy I had a lot of fun with this chapterrrr. I hope you guys enjoyed it! its like 5 30 right now sooo imma go to sleep nowww but thanks for reading! kisses <3 ~ laila

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squiddoink · 3 years

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I’m on a roll, babyyy

Achilles Come Down chapter 2 has been posted! You can find it here:

https://archiveofourown.org/works/32421028/chapters/80544880

Achilles Come Down is a Logince high school AU that I’ve been planning for almost a year. I’ve really grown attached to my version of these characters, so it would mean a lot to me if you took a look. This fic will have a lot of triggering content in the later chapters, so please stay safe!

Much love,

Squid

#sanders sides #sanders sides angst #sanders sides fanfiction #sanders sides high school au #ao3 writer

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justaidenarts · 6 years

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We’ve Come So far

This is my TkYmSecretSanta gift for the wonderful @lilayams ! When I found out that you wanted a paganistic magic au, I was so happy, since I myself am Pagan! This ended up being less video games and magic and more Tsukki actually being affectionate plus them looking back on the progress of their relationship! I really hope you enjoy this, as I spent much time working on it!

Tadashi loved nights like these the most.

He and Kei had spent the evening together in their apartment, relaxing after classes by ordering in and eating dinner, curled up on the couch while watching some documentary they had found on netflix. Afterwards, they had retreated to their shared bedroom, relaxing back against the ever present mountain of pillows on their bed, ready to play their favorite video games to their hearts content.

It wasn't the videogames, or the food or being in the comfort of his own home that made these nights special. It was Kei. Just having him there was always enough to improve Tadashi's mood after a particularly hard day.

Now, Tadashi had put down his controller and leaned against the blonds side, perfectly content to let the other man play on his own for some time as he just watched. After a few moments, Kei leaned towards him in return, resting the side of his head against the top of Tadashi's, his glasses skewing slightly; he didn't even seem to mind. Tadashi didn't bother to supress the smile that came over his face.

When they had first gotten together, back in their last year of high school, showing affection in even the smallest of ways was something Kei had struggled with. He had never really been a touchy-feely person, and wasn't even fond of hugs from his own family. But eventually, with time, and a lot of patience on Tadashi's part, Kei grew more comfortable, to the point where, now, he could kiss and hold Tadashi in public without a care in the world. When Tadashi brought it up, Kei stated that he didn't care what others thought of them; If he wanted to hold his boyfriend, he would, and that was all that mattered.

Tadashi remembered the first time Kei had ever been bold enough to initiate any sort of affection, a few months into their relationship. Finals were coming up, and Tadashi was caught in between the responsibility of studying for his English final, and reading up on a crystal he was interested in buying. Stressed, and tired from all the late nights of studying, Tadashi was about ready to give up for the night, but then there was arms wrapping around him from behind, long pale arms that tightened around his waist, a chin resting against his shoulder.

Despite the surprise and the flush to his cheeks, Tadashi didn't say anything, and didn't even acknowledge Kei's presence in any way other than leaning back against the blonds chest, sighing as though the warmth of his boyfriends body against his own was enough to draw out all of the stress in his body with only a few seconds of contact. Kei didn't say anything either, just breathed softly next to Tadashi's ear and watched as he got down to work, opening one of his textbooks with a smile.

Now, Tadashi felt the gentle touch of fingers in his hair, running through the long strands at the back of his head and drawing his attention away from his thoughts and to his blond boyfriend. Kei was watching him intently, as if trying to figure something out.

"What are you thinking about?" Kei questioned after a moment, and Tadashi smiled.

"Oh, nothing; Just about a project for one of my classes."

Kei snorted, and leaned more heavily against Tadashi's side, fully relaxing against his boyfriends body. "You're still such a terrible liar. Nobody smiles that brightly while thinking about class work."

Tadashi chuckled, though he couldn't help the blush that formed on his cheeks; Kei just knew him so well.

"It's just... We've both come so far, you know?" Kei raised an eyebrow. "From back in high school, I mean. You used to be this snarky little shit who didn't care about much of anything, and I was this shy, unskilled weirdo with terrible freckles. And now, You're..." He gestured at Kei with his hand, earning a laugh from the blond. "And I'm a less shy, slightly less unskilled weirdo, still with really weird freckles."

"I'm still a snarky little shit, though," Kei murmured, and pressed a kiss to Tadashi's cheek. "And I did care about some stuff."

Tadashi raised an eyebrow. "And what was that?"

Kei smiled. "Well, I cared about dinosaurs," Tadashi snorted, well aware of how true that statement was. "and cake," There was another kiss, this time to the corner of Tadashi's mouth. "And I definitely cared about my super cute best friend who had the cutest freckles in the whole wide world, who definitely was not unskilled and whose shyness was absolutely." Kei sat up, ignoring Tadashi's flushed cheeks and moving to hover over him. "Freaking." Another kiss, teasing, to the other side of Tadashi's mouth. "Adorable."

Tadashi couldn't prevent the happy little giggle that escaped when Kei came in for a kiss, their noses nudging together just for a moment - Something that always happened to them - before they both tilted their heads and pressed their lips together.

Tadashi easily lost himself in the kiss, as he always did. He lost himself in the warmth of Kei's body against his own, warm and more muscular than he had been all those years ago, yet softer, somehow. He lost himself in the taste of strawberry that was always left over on Kei's lips from the chapstick he kept with him at all times. He lost himself in the sweep of Kei's tongue against his bottom lip, a light tease before the blond pulled away.

They then rolled so they were lying on their sides, facing each other, videogame completely forgotten, long limbs tangled together to the point where Tadashi couldn't tell if the calf his hand had rested on was Kei's, or his own. Kei's eyes drifted off somewhere behind him, for a mere moment before coming back with a smile.

"Do you remember that time - after I found out that you were pagan - that I went and bought you that one plant?" Tadashi nodded.

"I still don't even know where you found that thing" The brunet murmured.

Kei snorted. "But I remember thinking that it was cool looking, and that maybe you could use it for a spell or something, because I didn't know shit about paganism at the time."

Tadashi held back a laugh at the memory. "Yeah, and it ended up being literally the least useful plant out of all the ones you could've gotten." Kei swatted at his boyfriend playfully.

"I know!" Kei exclaimed. "Now shut up, I'm telling a story, here!"

Tadashi chuckled, before his grin turned almost devious. "Sorry, Tsukki." Kei cast him a look, fake annoyed by the nickname that hadn't been used in years, and continued.

"You kept it anyways," Kei told him, as though Tadashi didn't remember the story for himself. "And you took care of it, and let it grow, and bought a new pot for it when it grew too big, and read all those articles on how to take care of it. It was this stupid, worthless little plant, but you took it and nurtured it into something big and beautiful." Tadashi raised an eyebrow, unsure of where the blond was going with this story.

"It's kind of like us, you know?" Kei stated, and a blush appeared on his cheeks.

"We're stupid, worthless little plants?" Tadashi asked, teasing. Kei stared at him incredulously.

"You know that's not what I mean!" Kei scolded. "What I mean is, We nutured each other, you know?"

"No, I don't know." Tadashi was smiling, and Kei knew that the brunet just wanted him to elaborate.

Kei sighed, but spoke again. "I was this snarky little shit, who didn't care about anything other than dinosaurs, cake, and my weird best friend-" Tadashi scoffed, but Kei continued. "And you took me, you and your sweet, caring personality, and your drive to do something more with yourself, and changed me. Just like that plant-" Kei's eyes drifted again, and now Tadashi realized what his blond boyfriend was looking at; the exact plant, the same one Kei had bought all those years ago, was just on the other side of the room, next to the window with all of the others they had accumulated over the last few years. "You took me, and you made me more. You nutured me and I grew and I became softer, I guess. Less of a snarky little shit, and more... I don't know. More caring, I guess?"

Tadashi laughed. "You're still bad at explaining your emotions though." he lifted a hand, running it through his boyfriends hair lovingly as the blond scoffed.

"I'm working on that, Okay?" His expression then melted into a smile when he caught the soft look in Tadashi's eyes. He leaned in, and pressed a kiss to the tip of Tadashi's nose.

"How have you changed me?" Tadashi asked once Kei pulled away. "You said we nurtured each other."

Kei nodded. "You're more confident now," Kei told him. "I like to think that's my doing. You've also got a little bit more snark in you than you did before." Tadashi grinned, and wrapped his arm around Kei's waist,

"That I do." He murmured.

"Plus," Kei added, running a finger up the middle of Tadashi's back, the calloused tip running along his spine. "I think you've developed a bit of an obsession with strawberry shortcake. You definitely got that from me."

Tadashi laughed. "That's definitely true. I'm pretty sure I hated strawberries before we met."

For a moment, Kei just stared at him, mouth agape from shock, before he sat up out of Tadashi's embrace.

"Nope. No way. I refuse to be with someone who hates strawberries." He crossed his arms in front of his chest, refusing to look at Tadashi.

"What?!" Tadashi sat up quickly, a fake scowl on his face. He went to wrap his arm around Kei's waist to pull him back down, but Kei refused, struggling in his hold.

"Noooo!" Tadashi cried. "Tsuukkii! You can't leave me!" He rocked back and forth playfully, pretending to be upset as Kei struggled against him, remaining silent and refusing to speak to him. "Babyyy! C'mon Kei! I promise I like strawberries now!"

Kei continued to give Tadashi the cold shoulder. "I love strawberries!" Tadashi exclaimed, scattering kisses along the back of the blonds neck in an attempt to get his attention. "I love them sooo much!! I'll even make you a cake tomorrow morning to prove it!"

Kei seemed to perk up at that, turning his head to Tadashi as his struggling ceased. He had a thin eyebrow raised, almost accusatorily. "You promise??"

Tadashi laughed, pressing a kiss to his favourite blonds cheek. "Of course!"

Kei turned his body back to him. "Okay, I love you again."

Tadashi couldn't help it, he nearly jumped into his boyfriend arms, settling down into his lap and pressing happy kisses all over the blonds face. Eventually though, he pulled back just slightly, looking Kei in the eye as he murmured, "I love you too."

They kissed again, this time much slower, much sweeter than before, basking in the warmth and the feeling of holding each other.

"Can we make the cake now." Kei asked against Tadashi's lips, drawing a laugh from his boyfriend, who pulled away and glanced at the alarm clock next to their bed.

"Kei, no."

Kei cast him a look, before his lips pulled up into a smirk. "Kei, yes."

Tadashi's eyes widened, before he scoffed and pressed his hands against the blonds face. "You're such a meme!" Tadashi exclaimed, laughing. "And no! It's already midnight!"

Kei burst into laughter. "Yeah, but that's why you love me." He teased. "And it's literally the perfect timing; we can have a little midnight snack!"

Tadashi glared, though their was no heat behind it, as he was still laughing. "We won't even be able to eat it until morning, anyways. So what's the point?"

Kei grabbed Tadashi's hands, holding them together with sudden sencerity in his eyes.

"Not the cake, Tadashi. The leftover strawberries!" Kei's eyes seemed to sparkle. "Oh my god, we can do that thing with the chocolate we got last week, where we melt it and dip the strawberries into it, and-"

Tadashi howled with laughter, and gave in due to his boyfriends excitement. "Fine, fine!" Tadashi exclaimed, cupping Kei's face into his hands and scattering kisses over his cheeks. "But were not doing that silly chocolate thing!" Tadashi climbed out of his boyfriends lap, standing and making his way towards the bedroom door. A hand grabbed at his, however, and pulled him close.

"I love you, Tadashi," Kei told him, completely serious, as though he never wanted to stop saying those three words to his beloved boyfriend.

"I love you too, Kei." Tadashi grinned as he responded, because really, that was just one of the many signs of how far they had come.

I honestly hope you like this, as I put a lot of time and love into it. I’m so used to writing angst and smut, that I forgot how much I enjoy writing fluff.

#tsukkiyama secret santa #tsukiyama #Tsukishima Kei #Yamaguchi Tadashi #Tsukishima kei x Yamaguchi Tadashi #Haikyuu!!#secret santa #I actually made art for this too #but my computer nearly crashed when I tried to add it to the post #also I spent like three days just scrolling through your blog simply because I wanted to understnd your personality more before I wrote this

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