#and I forgot to take pics of my makeup before I started rubbing my eyes /: /: /:

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last night was funnnnn

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Thank you for the prompt! Here's one in return. #3 (kiss on the cheek) pricefield

You asked for a kiss on the cheek, you get an entire date and Chloe being a massive disaster. Enjoy! Apologies in advanced for my nonexistent Spanish skills. I’m going insane. It’s just Max, why the hell am I going insane? Chloe sighs as she sits in her truck, one hand on the wheel while the other hovers over the send button on her phone. Fucking Rachel and her big ideas. Just ask her out Chloe, it’ll be fine Chloe, you’ve known her since you were a little kid Chloe. 

A little traitorous part of her wished that Max had just said no so she could get the rejection over and done with. Instead, her dorky little face with it’s stupidly cute dimpled smile and earnest eyes had light up like Chloe had told her that there was going to be new episodes of Hawt Dawg Man or something. And not, you know, a date with her dumb punk ass.

Just hit the damn button Chloe so you can blow this already and tell Rachel you told her so. There’s no way someone as smart and talented as Max wants anything to do with me. She’s just doing this for old time’s sake.

Her finger taps the button and she locks the screen so she can’t stare at it and ratchet her anxiety up higher.

Ha. As if she has any control over her anxiety right now.

Her phone buzzes with Max’s reply and she takes a few deep breaths to try and steady her nerves. Her usual go to right now would be smoking, but she forgot her damn pack at home like a dumbass in her flurry of getting ready. At least I didn’t fuck up Rachel’s makeup job.

Is Max even going to like me with this much makeup on? She knew me before I ever started wearing any.

She does an impromptu drum solo on her steering wheel to try and get some of her nervous energy out, to mixed success when her eyes spot movement in the lobby of Max’s building. She turns in her seat, gets a look at her and promptly forgets to breathe. Chloe had said to dress up a bit, and Max had taken the liberty of wearing a flowing black dress with some matching leggings. It’s not nearly as showy as the things Rachel wears to parties and events, but there’s something about the way her freckled shoulders look under the straps that makes her heart squeeze. Those damn freckles, why do they have to be so cute?! Dammit, breathe, don’t be a total dweeb in front of Max because she grew up and got hot.

Fuck she is hot though.

I’m so boned.

Max spots her truck as she pushes out through the inner door and a great big dorky smile spreads across her face as she waves enthusiastically. Chloe waves back and scoots across the bench seat to throw the passenger door open. A moment later Max is climbing in, all winning and too god damn adorable smiles. “Hey Chloe!”

“Uh, hey Max! You look… hella great.”

Max’s cheeks go a bit red as she hunches her shoulders forwards, one hand rubbing the back of her neck. “I don’t know about that, but you look amazing.”

There’s no part of Chloe’s stolen blazer and worn black jeans that qualify as amazing to her, but if Max likes it she’s not about to complain. “Thanks,” Chloe tries to say as smoothly as she can muster despite the slight wobble in her tone, “You down for some food?”

“I’m hella starving.” Max replies with a cheeky grin as she shuts her door. “I’m so down for this ‘best taco truck in town’.”

Rolling up to a dumpy taco truck in her old brick with someone as gorgeous as Max suddenly has Chloe feeling like Max really deserves a better first and probably only date, but plans are plans. “Then let your noble steed be off, fair maiden!”

Max breaks out in gigglesnorts as Chloe pulls out of the parking lot. “You did not just use one of William’s lines on me!”

“I so hella did Caulfield, what’re you gonna do about it?” Chloe adds a wink, hoping it’ll cover up how obviously sweaty as hell her palms are right now.

“Oh, I’ve got something in mind.” Max says in a low tone that makes Chloe have to fight to not choke on her own spit.

Oh god, is Max actually flirting with me? I’m so not fucking ready for this. “You down to thrash a bit hippie?”

“As long as your bony elbows don’t hit me!” Max replies with a laugh and Chloe punches the radio on.

The scratchy punk from the local station starts blaring and Chloe internally breathes a sigh of relief at not having to try and deal with Max’s flirting for a moment. Oh god, I can hear Rachel laughing her ass off at me right now.

Max for her part grooves along, and Chloe has to focus to avoid going off the road because of it. God she still dances like a total dork! Fuck, it should be illegal to be this cute or something.

Thankfully they make it to the taco truck without Chloe running into anything, despite her distracted driving, and she pulls them up to the sidewalk. I just hope she likes it or this is going to be a hella lame date.

“Hungry Max?” Chloe asks as she throws her door open after shutting off the radio.

“I’m so hungry, you have no idea.” Max replies as she does the same before sheepishly admitting, “I also kinda skipped lunch.”

Chloe jumps out of her truck and jogs around the front of it as Max clambers out. “Jesus Christ Caulfield, no wonder you ended up so short.”

“What! Hey! Not all of us get to be so freakishly tall.” Max groans and sticks out her tongue.

“Yup, it’s just my burden to bear. Now what do you wanna eat?”

“I mean, you know what’s good here.” Max shrugs as she walks alongside Chloe towards the food truck. “Order for me?”

“Spicy or nah?”

“No way, never spicy.”

Chloe can’t help but laugh at the way Max shakes her head and waves her hands in the air. Yup, still a total dork. “Can do Maximo. Just wait here.”

Chloe skips ahead a few steps and shouts out, “¡Hola Alejandro!”

There’s a clattering sound inside the truck and a middle-aged man’s face appears, “¡Aha! ¡Flaca! ¿Como estas?”

“Muy bien, gracias. ¿Y tú?”

“Bein.” He says with a nod and a big smile.

“Bien, quatro numero doce con polo por favor.” Chloe says, before turning to grin at Max who looks a little stunned.

Alejandro sticks his head out to see what she’s looking at before pulling back in and grinning broadly. “¿Tu amor?”

Chloe shrugs, unable to keep the smile off of her face as she rubs the back of her head. Fuck, fuck, fuck! I forgot how to say that in Spanish. Way to go dumbass.

Alejandro, to his credit, doesn’t need it spelled out for him as he pokes his head back out and calls out to Max, “¡Hola bonita!”

Max freezes up for a moment before doing a little wave back. “H-hola.”

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you.” Alejandro grins at her, before retreating back into the food truck to start working on the order.

Chloe pulls out her wallet from her blazer’s pocket and takes out approximately the right amount of money plus tip and drops it on the counter before jogging back to Max with a big idiot grin on her face. “And that’s the food!”

“I guess I should probably learn some Spanish if I’m going to be living large in LA, huh?” Max asks sheepishly, doing that thing she used to do when they were kids where she’d hold her arm.

“Prolly a good idea,” Chloe says as she moves to stand next to Max. “This shouldn’t take too long.”

“Maybe I should have brought a sweater, I always forget how cold it gets here when the sun goes down.”

“Here, stand next to me, the food should warm you up.” Chloe holds out her arm and Max doesn’t hesitate to tuck into her side.

A sort of silence settles in as Max hums softly to herself and chews on her lip while Chloe watches the window for the food. The pressure of Max against her feels good, great even, but it all feels so surreal. “I can’t believe we’re actually on a date.”

“Oh no?” Max giggles softly as she snakes an arm around Chloe’s waist, “What’s so unbelievable about it?”

“How about the part where you said yes?”

“When I told my parents, my dad announced that Joyce and mom owe him fifty bucks.”

“Wait, what?” Chloe somehow manages to not stammer.

“They all had a bet, our dads bet that we’d date some day.”

Chloe turns her eyes heavenwards, where the few stars visible in LA are starting to poke out as the sun sets. I guess you’re smiling on my dumb ass from up there, huh dad?

“¡Loca!” Alejandro shouts from the truck as he puts their food out.

“That’s us.” Chloe says before reluctantly pulling away from Max, “we’ll eat in the back of my truck, meet me there?”

“Sure thing.”

Chloe trots over, grabs the two trays of food. Damn, dude threw in tortilla chips gratis, I fucking owe him a bigass tip next time I come.

Max waits for her, standing next to the now open tailgate. “After you, mademoiselle.”

“You know French?” Chloe asks with a cocked eyebrow as she slides the trays into the bed before climbing up.

“I picked up a couple things from an ex.” Max shrugs as Chloe turns, offers her a hand and hauls her up into the bed.

They end up sitting together at the far end, their backs resting against the cab as Chloe divides the food between them. “Eat up, short stuff.”

“Oh my god, stop making fun of my height you beanstalk!” Max laughs as she elbows Chloe.

Chloe just cackles as she pulls out her first taco and takes her first bite. Come on Chloe, it’s Max, but it’s still a date so don’t eat like a total fucking slob.

She waits until she’s actually finished her first mouthful and swallowed before turning to Max, “How is it?”

“Oh my god I think I’m in love,” Max mutters as she finishes her first mouthful, “Legit the best taco I’ve ever had.”

“Did I tell you or did I tell you?” Chloe grins in triumph before taking another bite of her taco.

They don’t talk much as they consume their tacos, they’re too tasty. Chloe finishes first and has to resist the urge to shout her victory like they did when they were kids having stupid eating contests. Instead, she starts popping tortilla chips into her mouth and just kind of watching Max while she waits.

Damn, I’ve seen her a bunch since she moved here and I still can’t get over how damn cute she got. Like even her ‘ugly duckling’ pics from high school look great. I can’t believe I missed out on her braces years though, damn, that would have been hilarious to be around for. That or I would have gotten in a lot of fights for jackasses making fun of her, which wouldn’t have been much of a change honestly…

Max finishes her tacos and beams up at Chloe, “That was delicious! Thank you so much Chloe!”

“Hey, you deserve it, also hang on, you got some sour cream on your nose.” Chloe grabs a napkin and wipes it off, prompting a giggle from Max.

“You’re adorable.”

“You’re one to talk.”

Max laughs and steals a chip from Chloe’s basket before grinning at her as she eats it.

“What, hey! Those are my chips! You’ve got your own!”

“Yeah but yours are tastier!”

Oh my god, this old game. “What, you want me to feed them to you?”

Chloe’s heart skips a beat as Max’s cheeks flush red. “I-I mean, I wouldn’t mind…”

“Only if you feed me yours.” Chloe grins as she feels her own cheeks heating up.

“It's a deal then.”

Chloe holds up one of her chips to Max’s face, who promptly devours it before holding up one of her chips for Chloe, who returns the gesture. Before long they’re both grinning at each other like sappy idiots and swapping chips until their baskets run empty. Max makes a little disappointed noise as they run out and Chloe gathers up their baskets.

“I’ll run these back and we’ll hit the road?”

“Sure thing.” Max says, before stifling a yawn. “Man, I didn’t realize how late it’s getting already.”

“Nah, you’re just getting old, the night’s still young.”

Max jabs a finger into Chloe’s side before laughing, “You ass, don’t you know it’s rude to joke about a lady’s age?”

“I’m older than you!”

“I said a lady.” Max retorts with a smirk as they both get to their feet and hop out of the bed.

“You got me there Maximus Wrecked.”

Damn, I think this is actually going pretty well! She thinks to herself as she jogs back to the food stand and drops the baskets off on the outside counter. From inside Alejandro flashes her a double thumbs up and Chloe grins back at him before turning around to head back to her truck.

Max is already in the cab, holding herself and shivering a bit as Chloe gets in. “Definitely should have brought a sweater.”

Thinking fast, Chloe pulls off her blazer and holds it out to Max. “Here, until the heater decides to start working.”

“Thank you so much,” Max says as she puts the blazer on in a hurry, “This has been great.”

“Hey, you’re great so…”

There’s a giggle from Max before she stifles another yawn. “Dork. We should probably head back though. I had a crazy long day.”

Chloe’s heart sinks and her mind immediately starts racing for ways she fucked this up as she starts her truck up. “Oh, okay.”

“I had fun Chloe, seriously.” Max says, reaching out across the bench and laying her hand on Chloe’s forearm as she shifts the truck into gear. “We’ll have to do this again.”

Oh, okay, so I didn’t completely fuck it up. “Second date, huh?”

“Definitely,” Max smiles warmly as they pull out into the street, “Mind if I put some of my tunes on?”

“Sure, knock yourself out.”

Soft indie rock fills the cabin as Chloe drives back to Max’s place. Despite the promise of a second date, she really, really, really doesn’t want this to end. She’d hoped to go walking down the beach or something with max, maybe hit up a bar and get a little crazy.

Can’t you just be happy dumbass? You got the second date, just… take it easy. You know better than to rush Max of all fucking people.

The drive back to Max’s apartment is way too short, or maybe she’s so wrapped up in her thoughts that the usual nightmare of LA traffic barely registers. Either way, she’s sitting in front of Max’s building and wishing she was anywhere else in town with Max.

“So, uh…”

“Thank you, I had a wonderful evening,” Max says softly as she scoots across the bench seat and presses a gentle kiss into Chloe’s cheek, one hand cupping her chin.

It takes Chloe a second to remember what words are, much less how to put them together into sentences, but she does manage, eventually as she turns to look at Max. “You’re, uh, hella welcome.”

Something mischievous that ties Chloe’s guts in a knot sparkles in those brilliant blue eyes of Max as she smiles wide, “Do you hella want to come up to my apartment for some coffee?”

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Merry & Married {8}

SUMMARY: It’s been almost a year since the most humiliating moment of your life. You’ve done your best to move on—by literally moving across the country, starting a new job, and you’re finally starting to feel settled. That, of course, is when your bubblehead cousin sends you the invitation to her wedding—which is exactly one year to the day that you were left at the altar. You have to go, but you don’t have to go alone. Enter Bucky Barnes, the best friend you’ve ever had. You fill him in, and of course he agrees to go home with you. What are friends for? Never mind the fact that he’s desperately in love with you. And if you hadn’t sworn off men forever, you might just find him … attractive. So there you are, surrounded by love, bridesmaid dresses, champagne, and no less than one hundred sprigs of mistletoe. What could possibly go wrong? WORD COUNT: 2919 WARNINGS FOR THE SERIES: Emotional angst, presumably unrequited love, friends to lovers, fluff, happily ever after, written for the @heamarvel​​​​​​​ Holiday Movie Challenge

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“Okay, I have wine for us lucky girls and Oreos for the pregnant one.”

Hope groaned, sitting in the papazan chair in the corner and pouting. 

“Can I just smell the wine? Just a quick sniff. No one has to know.”

You giggled, taking the glass Natasha poured you. Darcy was sitting beside you on the bed, and Carol was sprawled on the floor between the bed and Hope in the chair. Natasha sat down near Carol once everyone had been served, and Hope glared at you while she twisted cookies apart, eating the middle first. 

“I miss wine.” “I’m sure it misses you too, sissy.”

Carol cackled when Hope kicked at her. You nodded to Hope. 

“How much longer do you have?”

She closed one eye as she calculated. 

“Six, seven weeks? I mean, it’s really up to the baby. My doc says first babies need to come on their own, unless they’re too big or it’s just clear nothing’s going.”

You nodded, and Darcy smiled, both hands holding her wine glass. 

“Do you think it’s a boy or a girl?”

Hope smiled, one hand moving to slowly rub her belly. 

“I think it’s a boy. Scott and Cassie are convinced it’s a girl, though.”

You took a sip of wine, then spoke. 

“Hey, how are things with Cassie’s mom?” “Much better. We didn’t have to go to court for this Christmas.”

You made a face. 

“You had to fly back like right after the wedding last year, didn’t you?”

Hope nodded, still slowly rubbing her belly. 

“Maggie blew a gasket, said Cassie couldn’t have Christmas without her mother. But she’s mellowed out a lot. She married a cop.”

Your eyebrows raised and Hope gave a soft chuckle. 

“That was my reaction when Cassie told us her mommy was dating a police officer.”

Hope shook her head, looking down at her belly. Darcy looked to Carol and spoke after she took a sip of her wine. 

“Any new prospects on the Carol front?”

Carol made a face and glanced over her shoulder. 

“Hey, where’s your friend Jane? I invited her.” “She’s on her way. Forgot her makeup bag or something at the hotel she and Thor are staying at.” “I’m sorry, Thor?” “Stop trying to change the subject!”

You, Hope, and Natasha laughed. Carol groaned, moving to sit with her legs crossed. She finished off her wine, making grabby hands for the bottle Natasha was holding. After pouring herself another glass, Carol spoke softly. 

“I’ve been sort of shifting my focus from teaching to photography. I know it sounds stupid, but—“ “It doesn’t sound stupid.”

Carol smiled at you, then sighed. 

“I don’t know. I like the kids and I like teaching, but … I keep coming home to my empty apartment and sitting on my couch and thinking ‘Is this it? Is this all there is to life?’”

She shrugged her shoulders, looking down into her glass. 

“So I got a camera and started snapping some pictures. One of my coworkers was pregnant and wanted some maternity pics, but she couldn’t afford a professional photographer. So I took some pictures for her and she loved them. Another one of the teachers wanted a Christmas card with her kids, so I took that, too.”

She shrugged again. 

“It’s different than what I’ve done. It’s like … I don’t know. It’s like I’m seeing the world differently all of a sudden. I’m seeing more colors and how things could look through a shutter and I don’t really understand it, but I like it.”

You and your cousins were all smiling when Carol finished speaking. Natasha leaned over and took Carol’s hand, giving it a squeeze. Carol smiled over at her. 

“And I got the bartender’s number tonight.” “Really?”

Carol nodded to Darcy. 

“Her name’s Val, so I’m relieved because you know she’s a lesbian with a name like Val.”

You and your cousins laughed, and Carol grinned before she exchanged looks with everyone but you. When you met her dark eyes, she nodded. 

“Now you.”

You groaned, finishing off your wine and holding your glass out to Natasha. She refilled you and you sighed. 

“I think we’ve talked enough about me this trip.” “We beg to differ.”

You narrowed your eyes at Hope, and she lifted a shoulder, then relaxed. You huffed out a breath and Darcy was the one to speak softly. 

“So you and Bucky … why aren’t you together?”

You started chewing on your bottom lip, staring into your wine glass like it could give you an answer. You shook your head, shrugging your shoulders. You missed the look Hope and Carol shared, and the way Natasha looked back to both of them. Darcy tapped the stem of her glass with a fingernail. 

“I mean … he seems like a nice guy. Real nice. Everybody in the family loves him. I seriously think Nana may try to adopt him.”

You smiled at that, then sighed. 

“I don’t know. It’s not him. It’s me. I … I’m scared.” “Scared of what?”

You closed your eyes, speaking almost in a whisper. 

“Scared that if I give him a chance, he’ll turn out to be just like Peter.”

Carol scoffed and you looked over to her. She shook her head. 

“He’s not like Peter.” “You’re just saying that because you love me and you like him.” “No, I’m saying it because it’s the truth, goddamn it.”

Hope successfully managed to pull Carol’s wine glass out of her reach as Carol moved to sit on her knees. 

“You can’t sit there and think all guys are going to turn out to be like that tiny dicked prick.”

Yours and Darcy’s eyes widened as Natasha tried to hide her smile. Hope just rolled her eyes, popping a cookie into her mouth. You shook your head. 

“I don’t—“ “Yes, you do! You’re scared you’ll get hurt again, so you’re closing yourself off. You can’t live like that, Y/N.” “Don’t you think I know that?!”

You stood up and Darcy grabbed your wine glass before it spilled all over the bed. You started pacing the room, and your cousins sat in silence, just watching you. 

“Don’t you think I know how he feels about me? He’s crappy at trying to hide it. But he doesn’t say anything because he knows I’m closed off. He didn’t even know anything about Peter or that whole debacle until I got Darcy’s invitation.” “So what’d he do when you told him?”

You stopped, turning back to look at Darcy. Her eyes were wide and she shook her head, an expectant look on her face. You blinked, mouth opening, Natasha cutting you off before you could speak. 

“Said Peter was a cunt and Y/N deserves better.”

You made a face.

“I hate that word.” “It fits, though.”

Hope enthusiastically nodded in agreement with Carol. You covered your face with your hands while your cousins exchanged a look. You shook your head, letting your hands fall. 

“I don’t want to be like this. I love being around him. He makes me feel … I don’t know.” “Happy?”

You looked to Hope, who lifted her shoulders. 

“Loved?”

You looked to Carol, who was sitting with her arms around her legs, head resting on her drawn-up knees. You nodded at them, moving a hand to just under your ribcage. 

“I’m comfortable with him and how touchy-feely we are. We’re a lot alike, but we’re different, too. And every time I even think of maybe trying something with him, I get this … overwhelming feeling in my chest that he’s going to hurt me just like Peter did. And I know it’s not true, but I …”

You moved your hand to the center of your chest, where your heart was pounding. You closed your eyes and Natasha walked to you, taking your hands and forcing you to breathe with her. You gave a broken breath, hanging your head. Carol stood up and stopped in front of you, taking your hands and giving them a hard squeeze. You looked into her eyes, shocked to see them shimmering with tears. She gave a shake of her head, a sad smile coming to her lips. 

“Don’t wait. Stop letting your head get in the way of your heart. You love this boy, and he loves you. Go get him.”

You started to shake your head, and Carol squeezed your hands again. 

“You don’t get to decide how long you have with someone. You don’t get to choose if you’ll be together forever. But trust me when I say, the time you do get? Cherish it. Every second you have with him, tuck it away in your heart and cherish it, because …”

She didn’t finish her sentence—couldn’t speak through the tears—and you surged forward to hold her. Carol buried her face in your shoulder as you stroked her hair, and you glanced around the room to see Natasha with her arm around Darcy, Hope staring at the ceiling as tears dripped down her cheeks. 

After a moment, Carol spoke again, softly whispering in your ear. 

“Maria loved me the way Bucky loves you. Don’t throw that away, Y/N. Don’t push it aside and think it will always be there, because it might not.”

You nodded, closing your eyes when Carol kissed your cheek, both of you tightening your hold on each other. 

You walked down to the kitchen a little after three A.M., unable to sleep. You stopped in your tracks, a soft smile coming to your face when you saw the cup of tea waiting. 

“How did you know?”

Your grandmother lifted her shoulders, a soft smile on her face. 

“Nana’s intuition.”

You adjusted your robe, pulling it tighter around you, walking to sit across from her at the table. 

“Nana, it’s freezing.” “I know. I turned the heaters on, but they haven’t gotten up to snuff yet. I didn’t expect the weather to turn this cold.”

A slow smile came to your lips. 

“Do you think it’ll snow?”

She smiled. 

“I think it might.”

You glanced towards the window.

“Darcy could have a white wedding.” “Sweetheart, can we talk?”

You looked to her and nodded, moving the bag around your teacup. She didn’t say anything else and after a long moment, you broke the silence. 

“How did you fall in love with Papa?”

A soft smile came to your grandmother’s face. 

“I saw him in his Army uniform and thought he was cute. He walked over, asked my name, asked if I’d write to him while he was gone overseas.” “Did you?”

Nana gave you a side-eye that made you giggle. 

“Of course I did. I barely knew him, but I definitely had a crush, so I wanted to write him every day. I settled for once a week. Didn’t want to seem too eager, you know?”

You smiled and she did the same as she stared into her cup of tea. 

“The very first letter he wrote me, he told me he was going to marry me. I scoffed and rolled my eyes when I read it, but deep down … I knew he was right.” “And you married after the war?”

She nodded, lifting a hand to touch the necklace she always wore, one he’d given her on their wedding day.

“He drove me crazy and I must have thought of leaving him a million times. Especially when those girls came along. Janet bossing everyone around, Nadia crying, your mother yelling just to try to be heard, May oblivious to it all. I remember standing in this kitchen in the center of the chaos, not even pregnant with Pepper yet, and thinking ‘Could he handle it if I left?’”

She looked to you and you shrugged your shoulders. 

“Do you think he could?”

She smiled. 

“It wasn’t ever an option. Anytime I told him I wanted to leave, he said ‘Give me five minutes to pack a bag and I’ll go with you.’”

You gave a quiet laugh and she shook her head. 

“I told him all the time, ‘You’re defeating the purpose of me leaving you if you leave too.’ He didn’t care. Tried to convince me the girls could fend for themselves.”

The two of you laughed together and you reached to take her hand. 

“I miss Papa Stan.” “Oh, I miss him too, my darling. But I wouldn’t trade the life we shared for anything. The memories … I barely have a single memory that’s my own. Everything is tangled up in Stan and the girls and I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

You stared into your cup and she spoke again. 

“I never liked Peter.”

You lifted your head, eyes wide. 

“Nana.” “I��m serious. He wasn’t right for you.” “Why didn’t you tell me that?” “Would you have listened?”

You blinked and she gave a shake of her head, a soft smile on her lips. 

“You were so wrapped up in planning the wedding. Who was I to tell you it was a mistake?”

You shook your head. 

“You should have. It would have saved—“ “What, money? Please. We have plenty of that.”

You looked down at your hands. 

“Heartbreak.”

You stared at the hand she reached across the table, moving to set your hand in hers. 

“Y/N, darling, my mother used to say that we all have to climb Fool’s Hill. Some of us stay longer than others, but we all must do it.”

You lifted wet eyes to hers, and that same soft smile was on her lips. 

“I hate what happened to you. No one should have to go through something like that. But you had to be the one to go through it. And look at you now.”

Her smile widened. 

“You moved to New York, started a new job that you’re excelling at. You’ve made friends and started your own life. You wouldn’t have had a life of your own with Peter.” “You don’t think so?” “My darling, I know so. You never would have left this town. You’d be having babies and you’d end up as Peter’s wife, whoever’s mom. You wouldn’t be yourself. You wouldn’t have an identity of your own.”

You blinked, realization suddenly hitting you. Maybe it would have been a good life, but it wouldn’t be anything like your grandmother’s. Or even your mother’s. You’d be stuck, in what you’d come to see as a loveless marriage, forced to choose to live with it and turn a blind eye to whatever Peter decided he wanted, or to upend the lives of the children you’d inevitably already be expecting. 

You lifted your head to stare at your grandmother, and she smiled as she patted your hand. 

“And now here you are, back at the scene of the crime, so to speak, stronger than you even imagine.” “I don’t feel very strong.” “You are. We all see it. And we’re all so proud of you.”

She took her hands away, lifting her cup of tea to her lips. 

“None of us more so than that Yankee boy you brought home with you.”

You felt your cheeks warm. 

“Nana—“ “He’s a good one, my love. You wouldn’t have to worry about losing yourself with him. He wouldn’t let you.” “I’m scared.” “Of what? You think he’ll hurt you? My sweet girl, that boy would crawl on broken glass before he’d let you get a paper cut.”

You closed your eyes, tears welling up behind the closed lids. You felt her hand on yours, the words she spoke engraving themselves onto your heart. 

“Love isn’t about not being scared. It’s being scared, but taking the chance and loving anyway.”

You blinked your eyes open and she nodded to you. 

“Do you think I just sat around and wrote letters while your grandfather was at war? I spent every day terrified he wouldn’t come home. Every night, I fell asleep on my knees, begging God to keep him safe. And then when he came home and asked me to marry him? I was petrified. I didn’t know how to be someone’s wife. But when I told him how scared I was, he told me he was, too. And we figured it out together. He helped me and I helped him. Same thing when our babies came. I didn’t know how to be a mother, but Stan believed in me and together, we raised a beautiful family.”

She shook her head, gripping your hand tightly. 

“Be scared. But don’t let it hold you back. Let it fuel your fire instead.”

You swallowed, gripping her hand just as tightly. 

“I love him.” “I know you do.” “I have to tell him.”

She smiled, nodding her head. 

“Not tonight. He’s gone with Ian and the boys. They’re probably all passed out drunk right now.”

You gave a laugh that she echoed. You nodded towards the ceiling. 

“Carol and Nat are passed out, too. Darcy’s a lightweight and she was the first to go.”

Nana laughed, shaking her head. You yawned and she smiled, patting your hand. 

“And that’s our cue to go join them. Hair and makeup starts bright and early for you girls.”

You nodded, standing up and taking your teacup to the sink. You looked out the window and a smile came to your face. 

“Nana, look.”

She walked up behind you, a soft gasp leaving her lips. 

“Well, would you look at that? It’s snowing.”

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Markings and love bites

second part of my birthday collab with @softlimefluff​! 

CW: setz uwu  fingering, unprotected s*x, roleplay if that can even get called that bc you know,,, he’s not a great actor when he’s losing his mind alkdjaksld. MDNI.

part 1.     part 2. 

Standing from the couch at the twin’s room, he looks down at the phone clutched in his hand. Closing the door behind his back as quietly as possible, he soon looks down at the device, reading over the text quickly.

Vivienne:

We’re here.

He nods to himself, tip toeing until he gets to the shared bedroom stealing a glance inside just to see his wife still asleep, cuddling the pillow like it’s him.

Nodding again, he walks up downstairs. Opening the door, he clears his throat rather uncomfortable as the chill air from outside hits him —he had forgotten he was walking around the house shirtless; it had become a habit at this point.

“Ehm, we got everything you need.” Vivienne murmurs as she steps inside, a bag in her hand and Vittorio following close behind. Only when Giorno closes the door and turns to them, Vittorio adds.

“I know for a fact you’re asking for this with other purposes, but I’m truly curious to see the result. And, I mean,” he smirks, “I’m surprised you aren’t jealous of that guy.”

Giorno almost rolls his eyes, looking from Vivienne as she sets the makeup on the table. “Vittorio, that guy is literally a fictional character.”

Vittorio rises a finger, “Yeah, but Lena really likes him —I don’t blame her, though.”

Vivienne’s muffled laugh interrupts the conversation, stepping between the men to avoid further discussion —she did agree both had good points, but to discuss something like that was not on her plans. At least not with time going against them.

“Alright, gentlemen, let’s sit down. We got work to do.”

With that, the three fell silent, sitting down to let Vivienne work. With her being a make-up artist before joining Giorno’s side, the process didn’t take too much. Between small talk and a few jokes from Vittorio (who got ushered multiple times due to his loud laughter) he was ready in no time —or at least, the first part; the face markings.

Adjusting the lines on his chin last, Vivienne hums to herself, stepping back to take him in. The markings were identical to the reference he had shown her.

Looking up at him, Vivienne smiles gently.  “Done, boss.” She cracks her neck, hands on her hips as Vittorio helps arranging the makeup and tissues used, cleaning up as quick as possible.

“Thank you, Vivienne.” He mumbles, standing up to take a look in the mirror. With his hair in his usual hairstyle —let loose around his shoulders and pulled back with two short bangs hanging from each side of his forehead, Giorno could only hum in appreciation.

He looked like a blonde Sukuna.

The thought makes him smirk to himself —earning a small chuckle from Vittorio. “Now, now, tiger, let us go before you get into character.”

Eyebrow eased in incredulity, he turns slowly, staring at Vittorio with the best poker face he can put on. When Vittorio squints at him, trying to see what’s up with the sudden change, Giorno finally speaks.

“Know your place, fool.”

Vittorio gasps, putting a hand on his chest —exaggerated at most. “Take that back, goldilocks.”

Vivienne interrupts, frowning while she watches her phone, noticing the lack of the markings on the chest and arms. “Now, stop it. I forgot the rest of the markings.” She looks back at Giorno, gesturing at the chair with her chin. “Sit, this part will take longer. We need to cover up your tattoos and do the rest of the markings.”

Looking down at himself, Giorno soon hums, walking up to sit down again.

“Vittorio,” Vivienne calls, “Keep it quiet, yes? We don’t want the surprise ruined.”

Vittorio opens his mouth, smirk threatening with a cheeky comeback when Giorno’s glare shuts him up.

Vivienne inspects the insides of a bag resting in the table, retrieving a small black tube of foundation, eyeliner and makeup setting spray. She works as quick as possible, listening to Vittorio’s instructions while he traces the markings with a pencil eyeliner so it works as a guide for her.

Fifteen minutes later, Vivienne finally uses the makeup setting spray, sighing contently. “Done, for real now, boss.”

Giorno hums, standing to take a look at himself in the mirror Vittorio holds for him. Turning around, he takes note of the amazing work. Clearing his throat, he speaks up in a whisper. “I think I can add something to this, but I want your honest opinion.”

“Who you askin’?” Vittorio asks back, sitting with a leg crossed over the other and his elbow on his thigh.

“Us.” Vivienne speaks up, confident with her supposition —with Giorno’s hum, she nods again, giving the Don enough time to think and pick his words.

“I used to be able to imitate voices.” He starts, strolling around the room. “And I’ve heard enough of Sukuna’s voice to know his tone.”

Both fall silent. After a moment, Vivienne grins, gesturing at him to keep going on; “What are you waiting for, then? Do it! I— “she rubs the back of his neck, “I kinda helped her pick something for your birthday too, so… I’d like to do the same for you.”

Giorno’s mouth falls open as he thinks back to the underwear she’s referring to, choosing instead to close his mouth.

“Man, at least let me hear your imitation,” Vittorio interrupts, notching Giorno’s sudden surprise.

“Ah?” the Don clear his throat a couple of times before he feels confident and, taking a deep breath, he tries to keep his voice low despite the words he’s about to pronounce. “Domain expansion; malevolent shrine.”

Vittorio whistles as low as possible, “I’m gonna say it without shame; you’re about to turn that woman into rivers, oceans, cascades—”

Vivienne smacks his arm, standing up after reuniting everything in it. “Yeah, I agree —I think we’ll leave now before this idiot wakes her up. I’ll leave the bag on the counter.”

Giorno nods, “Thank you for everything, see you tomorrow?”

“Of course, Don.” Vivienne nods, taking Vittorio’s arm and forcing him to walk to the door.

As soon as the door closes, he makes sure to lock it just in case, turning the lights off. Walking upstairs, he takes deep breaths, trying to calm down —he’s not really sure of her reaction, even then, he can only hope for the best.

Walking by the twins’ bedroom, he leans in the door, trying to listen to any signs of them being awake; upon the lack of signals, he keeps walking until he gets into the bedroom, sneaking inside as silent as possible.

He doesn’t turn the lights on until he’s by his side of the bed, blocking it when he turns it on. Then, he climbs in, moving slowly as to not give her any signals that he’s there.

Laying on his side, he soon notices the calm, rhythmical rise and fall of her chest while she sleeps, back against his chest and hair sprawled in the pillow —a comfortable white cotton shirt wrapped around her form, legs nude and shining under the gentle light of the lamp.

He sighs again, taking a deep breath afterwards. “Are you gonna wake up, woman?”

His wife tenses, waking up immediately —looking over her shoulder with a frown. The voice quite familiar, but unknown to her sleepy form.

Her expression changes as soon as her eyes meet his, quickly taking into the markings displayed over his skin. The small smirk he puts on not acted, but one of pure joy upon her reaction.

“Giogio?” she murmurs, turning to lay on her side, eyes trailing down —noticing the markings on his chest and abs, a blush quickly taints her usual pale cheeks with a deep red shade, “Is this, like, part of a surprise birthday present?”

He hums, lifting a hand to ghost the pads of his fingers over her leg, noticing the goosebumps as they start to rise under his touch. “It is, indeed.”

She presses a hand to his chest, pulling it back immediately, looking down to see the makeup intact. “It won’t get all smudged, right? Because, you know,” she looks down, shy for a second. “You look even better than him, did you take a pic?”

He shakes his head, hands finding her wrists so he can pin them against the sides of her head, maneuvering until she’s laying on her back, legs spread enough for him to rest his hips in between.

“No, it won’t —” his lips ghost over her neck, breath making her freeze. “And no, this is all for you, no pics for now, are we okay with that?”

She hums, batting her eyelashes slowly. “Yes,” she says in a small, fragile voice.

“Good.” Giorno smirks against her neck, deciding to play along —his tongue darts out, licking a long stripe up while his hips imitate the motion of a thrust; her reaction is immediate; arms flying to wrap around his neck and face buried into the crook of his neck, a whimper falling from her lips in the act.

Giorno chuckles, grinding harder but still careful, just enough to prep her. “What? Sensitive?”

“Mhm.” She murmurs, seeking his lips —half lidded eyes and mouth half open. In a haze already.

Chuckling, Giorno murmurs. “Is that so?” he sits back on his knees, hands trailing down until he gets to her thighs, where they get lost under the shirt, pulling down her panties in one go. “Let’s see if you’re ready for me, then.”

With one finger running up and down first, Giorno looks between her eyes and downwards, making sure she’s comfortable —when all he gets is a hum, his finger trails up, rubbing circles on her sensitive bud. The action, sudden and pleasurable, steals a moan from her lips. Although small, and a reason to be proud, he still tries to keep his act up, “Now, now.” He hushes her, leaning in to kiss her, breaking character for a moment as he whispers against her lips, his usual voice back for a second. “You’re gonna wake them up, and we don’t want that, hm?”

“Hmhh,” she hums along to him, agreeing with his reasoning.

“Then,” he kisses her again, “I’m gonna keep kissing you until you learn to keep quiet.” He chuckles by the end, finger going back to its movements downwards while he keeps talking; his intention contradicting his words. It’s obvious he doesn’t mean the quiet thing, opting instead for a silent ‘keep moaning, but I’ll kiss you to help you.’

With no warning, his finger sinks slowly inside of her, earning a gasp and a grip on his arm, along with the mumbling of his name in a small, weak voice.

“Shh,” he murmurs, sliding his finger out and back in, “What did I say?”

Pumping his finger and not expecting an answer, Giorno’s lips trail down, leaving a path of open mouthed kisses, feeling her hands touch every inch of his skin. Feeling her leaning in more and more into his touch as the time goes by.

Adding a second finger, he takes a moment to let them rest inside, giving her time to get comfortable —lips latching into her pulse point, sucking there until he’s sure a bruise will be resting there the next morning.

“Gio,” she whispers, “Let me take the shirt off?”

He hums, leaning back and retrieving his fingers slowly and gently: helping her sit, he quickly disposes of the shirt, throwing it aside. Hands on her shoulders, he shoves her down in a rough but careful way —the mix’s strange even for him, —and as soon as she falls in bed again, all red and trying to close her thigs to gain some friction, Giorno smirks, standing up to push down his sweatpants and boxers. Kicking them to the side, he soon joins her back in, kneeling between her legs.

Pressing his palm against her pelvis, almost like he’s already contemplating her small form taking him he sends her a smirk, “Ready, doll?”

She nods, watching him pumps himself a few times before he guides the head in, pressing it carefully. Moving his hips next, he makes small circular motions until he’s bottomed out —by the time Giorno looks up at Lena’s face, her eyes are already closed, a hand against her mouth to try and muffle her moans and pants.

He curses to himself, feeling the sudden grip around him to be surprising, but definitely a nice surprise.

“I just started and you already lost you mind.” he notes cheekily, making sure she won’t open her eyes as he allows Gold Experience’s hands and arms to slip out only.

The stand’s hands end up on her chest while his hands hold her hips in a bruising grip —almost immediately, just when she opens her eyes, he starts to move. Slow and deep, but hard still.

Lena’s eyes fall closed again, legs locking around his hips while he keeps up; back arching from the bed while the stand’s fingers play with her chest and Giorno’s hands. He can barely keep his own moans and whines back, biting his lip while he moves, trying to focus on her instead.

But the way she keeps gripping at him and moaning into her hand is too much —so he leans in, grasping the wrist from the hand covering her mouth and shoving it beside her head, replacing her hand with his lips in a hard, bruising kiss. Taking the chance to moan and grunt into her mouth, and, at the same time, to let her do the same.

He doesn’t even notice but suddenly she’s coming around him, back arching off the bed and pressing into his chest —the sudden grip around him sends him over the edge immediately: hips stuttering, he grips at the bedsheets when he comes, eyes half lidded, but fixed on her face when he does. Her blissful expression all he needs to let go and sigh, closing his eyes for a moment.

As the sounds of pants and whimpers barely disturb the silence, Giorno takes a moment to compose himself, feeling the faint trace of her nail against his arm.

“Baby,” she murmurs, voice broken and hoarse. “Thank you.”

He softens, finally opening his eyes. Even though the mark on her neck contrasts with her skin ant it sends a shiver down his spine, he still ignores it so he can reply. “Just like you said it, you’re worth it.”

She grins, eyes closing for a second before she forces herself to open them up again, “Thank you for loving me.”

He smiles, the softest of smiles; rare, reserved only for her and the twins. “Thank you for loving me too.”

She sighs and he pulls out, soothing her when she whines over the loss, standing up from the bed. By the time he gets back with a damp washcloth, she’s almost asleep: Giorno makes quick work, cleaning her up and dressing her in his black shirt; getting dressed himself with just his boxers and black sweatpants afterwards.

He then heads to the bathroom, phone in hand; checking the makeup, he climbs downstairs, going back to the bathroom to fix the little details that got messed up in the act.

She’ll get a few pics in the morning.

[superthiccthighssavelives]

Give Me a Try Chapter 15

Well, well, look what we have here. I actually sat my ass down, and just wrote. I didn’t even think, I didn’t worry, I just typed. This is what came out. It’s hot, ngl. Enjoy!

@alyss--in--wonderland @linseykalynn @primaba11erina @autumnslovex

Chapter 15 - Dizzy (Taron)

I wasn’t trying to be a prick, but it’s just too fun to get a rise out of her. Although I can’t say why, I honestly can’t figure her out. The air was getting much too dense, our eyes were locked, my heart felt like it was going to pound right out of my chest. I swear her eyes turned red for a split second, that fire taking over. I wanted to apologize, or chat, or have some normal conversation, but here we are. 

The play was to open next week, I guess I should be focusing on that. I knew my lines, my movements, I’ve been taking some vocal lessons just to touch up. Costume fittings were quite the adventure. Especially the hair and makeup, I looked completely different, I loved that. Exploring characters completely unlike myself gave me such a rush. That newness, the unfamiliarity. 

I took a short visit to my mam’s for the weekend, getting some time in my favourite place. Hung out with some old mates, got piss drunk, had a nice walk on the beach, ran into an old girlfriend, a bit awkward at first but we got on well after a while. She’s set to get married, I’m happy for her. We had a good run, but eventually we just weren’t right for one another.

I made it back home Sunday night, just a few days til opening. I had a lot of nervous energy, I cleaned my entire flat, I worked out too much, I went for a walk around the tourist areas, I avoided her neighborhood. I didn’t want any more incidents, I needed to keep my mind on the show. Ran into a few fans on my walk, took a few pics, all very lovely people. The week dragged, really, I don’t think time moved at all. I tried to read a new book I had picked up last week, but my mind was racing, couldn’t concentrate at all. Friday night finally arrived, the dress rehearsal went fabulous, I was ready. All that nervous energy turned into adrenaline, I absolutely could not wait to get out there. My family was there, I invited everyone, I think I was more excited than they were. I brought my mam back to chat, and distract me, the butterflies were setting in. The lights went down, showtime!

What a rush, that electricity from the crowd, the applause, I haven’t felt that in so long. Everything went perfectly, couldn’t have had a better opening night. This definitely called for celebration. The cast, director, some of my family, some mates checking out the show, made our way to a nearby pub for some drinks. I was careful not to have too much, we had 3 more shows this weekend. Although, who was counting? I had forgotten, or just was too amped up in the party to notice my head feeling a bit fuzzy. 

On my way back from the loo, something caught my eye, I was sure the alcohol was playing tricks on me, she wasn’t here was she? I couldn’t think all too well at the moment. The buzz of the night had kept me high, now I’m standing in a dark, dimly lit hallway, walls painted by faint neon lights, fixing my belt, and seeing ...her. “Hey.” She was actually smiling. I reciprocated, except mine was much, much, more sloppy and lazy. “Thanks for the tickets, the show was really great.” Tickets? Shit, I had forgotten I sent her one ages ago. “I have only seen the movie, but the play was fantastic, your performance was amazing.” I leaned back against the wall, arms crossed, my smile growing bigger. She twisted her hands, looking a bit uneasy. I heard her speaking, but it started to mix with the loud music pouring in from the bar area. “What?” I watched her lips move, but at this point, I couldn’t make anything out from there. Again, she spoke, but the music grew louder.

I shook my head, eyes narrowed, trying to interpret something, anything she was saying. Which was quite a bit. I got lost watching her lips move and forgot I was supposed to be talking back. She sighed, throwing her hands up in frustration. She moved quickly, her body almost touching mine, her hand on my shoulder. I felt her breath in my ear “I said, you were good.”  “I liked the show.” She pulled back, waiting for a reaction. My grin remained, but took on a more sensual tone. I raised an eyebrow, reciprocating her, having to whisper in her ear. “Thank you. I’m glad you enjoyed it.” My words were slow, drawn out, languid. It was incredibly hot at that moment, our bodies still touching, my hand resting on her hip, and hers still on my shoulder. The smell of sweet flowers hit me, it had become my new favorite scent. I closed my eyes for a moment, inhaling lightly before pulling back. “You smell amazing.” She made a gesture letting me know she couldn’t hear me. I repeated myself in her ear, slower, breathier, my lips grazing her earlobe as I pulled away, feeling my shirt growing tighter where her hand rested. 

Our eyes fixed on one another, time stood still. My head was swimming from the alcohol, her scent, the incredibly searing heat between us. Her teeth dragged on her bottom lip, her expression absolutely primal. I couldn’t think, I had no control over myself as my other hand slipped up into her hair. Her grip grew tighter on my shirt. My hand fell from her hip, meeting with her wrist, brushing my fingers over her skin, finally entwining my hand into hers. Her lips were silk, warm, and plush. I wanted to devour her. We had perfect rhythm, so in time, taking in each other's breath. Her other hand rested on my face, her thumb rubbing against my cheek. 

The overwhelming urge to taste her grew at an alarming rate. Before I had a chance, her tongue was sweeping over my bottom lip, pressing for me to open up, I obliged, giving me exactly what I wanted. Our hands locked, entangled. I moved fast, exchanging positions, her back now against the wall. I pressed myself into her further, a quieted moan escaping her lips, her body reacting, pressing back. Her hands were frantic, gripping, squeezing, pulling. My hair being tugged, pulling me closer into her. A slight sting fell across my lips, as her teeth gently bit down, tugging my skin. “Fuck” I hissed, pulling back, her expression frightened. I gave her a grin, a spectacularly devious grin, and lunged at her neck, returning the favor. Her grip in my hair tightened, a delicious sound emitting from her delicate lips. My grin remained, even though my mouth was busy covetously drinking her in. For a moment, I thought I may have been dreaming, this seemed too surreal. 

The feelings running through me assured we were in this moment, this intense, insane moment. I tasted every millimeter of her skin, moving back to her lips. I was insatiable, completely and utterly. Her arms wrapped around my neck, both hands fully twisted into my hair, clutching with fierceness. I have no idea how long we have been here, I’m sure only a minute or two, but I never wanted it to end. 

She fell back, one hand falling to my chest, grasping my shirt, taking in a heavy breath. Her lips were swollen and a delicious shade of red. Her eyes wore a lusty expression, hooded and sparkling. We stared at one another for a moment, before she wrangled me in again, using my shirt as leverage. Her kisses grew deeper, more desperate, then slowed, almost to a still. They became more intentional, precise. My lips were covered in a trail of short, sticky kisses, leaving me feeling dizzy. I don’t know what I was feeling, what was happening, what shifted, or even why I was wondering instead of just enjoying it, but it left me feeling a bit uneasy as well. She withdrew, giving me a gentle push. Her expression was unreadable. I felt her at my ear again. “ I have to go.” Before I had a chance to protest, she disappeared into the darkness.

Chapter 1 - The London Underground

Chapter 2 - Theater

Chapter 3 - The Agenda

Chapter 4 - The Shoot

Chapter 5 - Back to Business

Chapter 5 ½ - Sketchy

Chapter 6 - Tired

Chapter 7 - Drinks

Chapter 8 - Temptation

Chapter 9 - Close®

Chapter 10 - The Interview

Chapter 11 - Strange Birds

Chapter 12 - Exhaustion

Chapter 13 - Mint Chocolate Chip

Chapter 14 - Excuses

[lashtoncurls]

Quarter after three(CH)

Summary: Calum can’t hide that he’s in love with best friend anymore.

Words: 2468

Warnings: cursing, smut

A/N: 3:15 by Bazzi inspired this. I love best friends to lovers, idk 🤷🏻‍♀️

Calum’s leg shook anxiously as they finished up interviews and PR stuff for day, but he couldn’t get his mind off of her. Every time they’ve been in Chicago, he had been tempted to go visit. They were two hours from the university she attended, and it was driving Calum crazy that he literally could get in a car and drive to her. He had been missing her like crazy even though it had been more than a year since their last encounter. Megan, his ex girlfriend, had gotten upset at their closeness and all the traveling made it impossible for him to visit.

“Hey, I’m gonna go somewhere.” He grabbed a bag and put some clothes on it before grabbing his wallet and making way out of the bus.

“Bro, we have to catch a fight at 8 tomorrow morning.” Luke stood in front him, trying to block his way out.

“Let him go, you ass.” Ashton laughed and punched his shoulder lightly “He just wants a private place to fuck Meg in peace.”

“I’m not going to see her. Bye.” Calum groaned and laughed at their crude jokes before he perished through them and towards his Uber.

The drive down seemed to last longer than two hours, his head rolling with thoughts of what she’d say about his impromptu visit. Would she be living in the same dorm? Is she dating anybody? He laughed at his silliness and rubbed his face while the driver signaled they were there. Calum got off the car and walked towards her building, smiling when he caught the sign that read ‘Knock or I’ll beat your ass, even if you live here’

Three knocks and a shaky breath later, the door opened to a beautiful girl with her hair in a bun and a long loose t-shirt that went to the tops of her thighs. Her eyes went wide at the sight of Calum and her cheeks blushed a deep red as she tried to pull the shirt lower.

“Hi.” He spoke softly as his eyes trailed her body.

“Hi.” Her response came seconds later as she watched him. It’d only been a year, but she could tell he’d grown in the way the jacket strained on his biceps and his big hands grasped the bag in them. The color in his hair made him look so much attractive than she’d thought before. But she couldn’t bring herself to say anything.

“Uh, come in.” She stepped aside and walked him through the flat, opening the door to her room and letting him in. Her roommate called from the kitchen and she excused herself. Calum nodded and sat on the bed before he got up and looked at the picture frames on the nightstand and the wall. A couple of them were of just them two from her time in LA, and the others were from the times she’d visited the band on tour. Calum smiled at what he knew was the last picture they’d taken together. Luke and Ashton had caught them watching movies and cuddling together; he was throwing popcorn at her mouth as they sat with their legs crossed in front of each other. He sighed as he recalled that being the night she told them she was transferring and the night Megan told him to stay away from her. At first, Calum laughed it off and told her that she was just being jealous and there was nothing to worry about; but having her stayed away with no phone calls made him realize that he actually felt something deeper for her. It might’ve been too late, he thought. But he had driven two hours just to see her.

“I forget you’re the king of impromptu visits, Hood.” She walked in and locked the door, pulling Calum out of his thoughts. She sat on the bed and rubbed her feet as she the tv on for background noise.

“Yeah, I guess.” He chuckled lightly and rubbed the back of neck, a nervous gesture she knew far too well.

“Listen-“

“I’m sorry I-“ They spoke at the same time and laughed, Calum taking a seat next to her.

“Is Megan here?” The question came out before she could think it through.

“No, we’re not really a thing anymore.” Calum shrugged and played with the rings on his fingers.

“Well I guess I can’t expect you to be okay with not getting laid.” The dry laugh she gave him made him cringe “All the paparazzi pics still picture you two together and she hangs around the group.”

“She’s friends with Sierra and Crystal. Can’t really stay away.” She nodded as they sat in silence and he shrugged.

“Why are you here Calum?” Her hand tucked a loose strand of her behind her ear as he bit his lower lip and admired the beautiful girl in front him. She was in nothing but a long t-shirt and no makeup, yet she was the most beautiful girl he’d ever laid eyes on. He placed a hand on her cheek as she leaned into the warmth of his calloused hands and sighed, her eyes closing.

“Because it drove me fucking insane that I hadn’t seen in you in a year and I couldn't stand the fact that I’d lost my best friend over a dumb girl who couldn’t understand our friendship and our past. And most importantly because I can’t hide my feelings for you anymore.” Before he could change his mind, Calum closed the space between them and leaned in for a kiss. The butterflies in his stomach began to flutter as her lips pressed against his in a soft yet passionate kiss. Her hands found themselves against his cheeks before he pulled back, caressing her jaw as she opened her eyes.

“I can’t do this again, Cal.” Her fingers traced her lips where they tingled from his and even though those words came out of her mouth, all she wanted to do was press her lips to his again and stay like that for as long she had him.

“I can’t stay away from you, angel.” The nickname slipped from his lips with ease as he caresses her jaw and neck once more “I’ve had to hold back from driving or flying all the way here just to see you. Home isn’t the same. And no matter what, no LA girl could compare to you. You’re fucking money without even trying. I mean, look at you. Nothing but a t-shirt on but you still blow my mind.” She noticed the way his cheeks flushed as he spoke and she smiled before attaching their lips again, this time moving them so she was straddling his lap.

“Why did we think that staying friends would work?” She whispered against his lips as her hands pinched his cheeks.

“We’ve always been best friends before anything, but fifteen year old me wasn’t sure that he’d want to fuck only one girl for the rest of his life.” Calum shrugged as his hands gripped her waist on top of him.

“I hate your dirty mouth, hood.”

“We both very well know you don’t.” Calum flipped them over and almost caused them to fall over from the small bed. She erupted in a fit of giggles as he kissed all over face before looking right in her eyes and biting her lower lip. They kissed like they hadn’t in a long time, and Calum now regretted all the times he made her cry and all the girls he’d brought over in front of her. They had made a pact that they’d always be friends, but somehow his love for her never went away and he craved what felt like home in a world where things were constantly changing. She kept him grounded and reminded him of who he was when he began to get lost in his thoughts while traveling constantly.

“Earth to Hood.” Her small hands found themselves underneath his shirt and he groaned as she lightly ran her nails on his back “Watcha ya thinking about?”

“Just how you’ve always been my home, and now I know why this year had been so hard without you in it.” He hid his face in the crook of her neck and began to leave wet, open mouthed kisses as she smiled before a low moan left her lips. Calum’s hands began to wander up the shirt, noticing how she wore nothing but panties and a sports bra. His fingers travelled from her thigh to her stomach and underneath the band of the bra. He looked up at her in search of a sign to stop, but instead she helped him remove the shirt and laid underneath him as he removed the leather jacket and hoodie he wore. After sharing a few more kisses and clothes being removed, She laid underneath him with her legs on either side of him and his hands were massaging her boobs before kissing lightly down her chest and stomach, to the hem of her panties.

“These have to come off now.” He whispered and lifted her legs to help her remove the lace fabric. With a few kisses to her thigh, he moved his head to her core and began to lick at her folds as he placed her thighs on his shoulders.

“Oh fuck, I forgot the things you could do with your tongue.” She tried to move above him, but one of Calum’s hands held her against the bed by her lower stomach. He chuckled and held his tongue flat on her clit, the vibrations sending a new wave of pleasure through her body.

“Want my fingers too, babygirl?” She looked down at him and nodded before he got up and stuck his index and middle fingers in her mouth, watching the way her eyes stayed on him as she licked and sucked on them. After that, Calum went back to work on her clit as he started with one finger; her head falling back on the pillow as she arched her back when his finger reached her g-spot. He pulled his finger out and inserted both that time, her hips bucking up to help her reach her high as Calum sucked and licked on her clit.

“Shit, Calum.” She moaned as her hands held on to his while her legs shook slightly as Calum fingered her through her orgasm. He moved up from between her legs and kissed her lips as he hovered above her. The clicking of a belt surprised him as she undid it and took his hard dick in her hands as she pushed his pants down and guided him to her core.

“I want to feel you.” He groaned at her words when he felt the tip of his dick rubbing her clot before lining up st her entrance and pushing in slightly. They both moaned at the pleasure of being like this again after so much time. Calum thrust in and out slowly while he kissed her lips and neck and she scratched his back when he hit a particular spot.

“I’m gonna come.” Calum pulled out and her hands wrapped around his dick as she helped him get to his high, spilling all over her stomach as he whispered her name and laid beside her while kissing her cheek and holding her hand.

“I’m gonna get cleaned up.” She whispered after they had caught their breath and she have Calum a kiss on the cheek as she walked off to her bathroom and left him alone to his thoughts.

He wanted to know how she felt about what had just happened. It wasn’t him being lonely while on tour, or him wanting a rebound. He truly loved her and he wanted her to know. Maybe having sex on the first time they had seen each other in so long hadn’t been his best idea, but it was the best he’d ever had.

When she returned in nothing but a towel and picked up his shirt from the pile of clothes on her floor, his mouth fell open at the way she looked in his clothes with damp hair and swollen lips.

“I’ll leave all my shirts if you’ll look this damn good in all of them.” He smiled and pulled her body towards his as she cuddled next to him and turned the volume of the television up. She returned the smile as they began to talk about how the tour had been so far and all the promo they’d been doing. He confessed that a lot of his songwriting had to do with his pent up feelings for her and she kissed him hard at this confession.

After a while they laid there and he noticed the clock on her nightstand read 3AM, a sigh leaving his lips as he closed his eyes and tried to enjoy the moment before he had to leave again. He took in her smile and the curve of her lips; the color on her eyes and the way her hair curled when it dried. He tried to remember the burn her warm lips caused on his skin and the way her nails had racked down his back.

“You have to leave soon, don’t you?” She asked, he hands still in his on his chest.

“Plane leaves at 8 back to LA.” She nodded on his chest before she looked up and placed her chin on his warm chest “If it was up to me, I’d fly you out there with a one way ticket.” He smirked and she laughed lightly.

“No shiny diamond ring? It is valentines day after all.” They both laughed as she pinched her cheek and they talked some more. It was now almost 4AM and time for him to call an Uber for the ride to the airport, but he wanted nothing more than just lay there with her as she traced the shapes of his chest tattoo.

“Me leaving doesn’t mean this will end. Seeing you smile and happy like this makes me want to stay here, but we both know I can’t.” She smiled and nodded, but her eyes did have a hint of sadness “I will fly out here as much as I want and i promise to fly you out as much too. I meant it when I said that girls back home are nothing compared to you. And after tonight, I want no one else but you.” They kissed and laid in silence until he really had to leave. They shared kisses and light touches, his fingers itching to remember the way her soft skin felt against him.

Calum’s flight back was him in his feels about the night he’d spent with her cuddled in her small college dorm and how he wanted nothing but to be back there with her.

Tags: @slimthicccal @angelbbycal @heaven-high-water @roselukes @dweebluke @calumhampton @irwinkitten @lukesflaredpants @uncrownedqueeen @calthesensation @toofadedtofight @snapbackcake @myloverboyash

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mua!you and lucas

request: hi may you please do a bullet point scenario about lucas and his girlfriend who is a make up artist for nct. thank youu- anon

word count: 3.4k

a/n: anon !!! thank u for requesting I lowkey struggled with this concept bc I was like uhhh how r they gonna u know,,, do the affection but once I figured it out this was so fun to write !!! I love Lucas hehehehehe. also I realized when I was picKINg this gif that I forgot to include the filming of the yearbook shiygeidfhvf pretend it didn't happeN okay

ps I have 8 requests as of now and I promise I will get to all of them pls have patience w/ me ily all <33333

good evening, Thots

let us dive in, shall we

alright so you had been doing makeup since you were a wee lass !!

of course it was , pretty terrible but like practice makes perfect and now you’re an absolute LEGEND

one of your friends convinced you to start posting tutorials and have an instagram acc dedicated to your Iconic Looks and the rest was history !!!!

you started getting hella attention everyone loved you bitch !!!

so you started advertising you were like ayy if y’all need your makeup done , hmu i am Skilled

at first you started out doing other gals makeup for formal dances and whatnot

then you climbed your way up the celebrity ladder and now you’re a god damn nct makeup artist ?????

things you did: THAT

alright so you got hired just in time for cherry bomb promotions

you took a look at some of their past looks and ,,,,, you were horrified honestly who did that to them

SM CAN GET FUCKED

anyways you Turned Their Shit Around and had them lookin bout fine as hell

all the boys had been super awkward around you at first and it was soooo funny

because you were pretty used to being v close to people you don’t know well

from all the years of doing other people’s makeup now you just go right in

you got real close to mark and he squeaked and like pressed himself back into the chair

like ? shouldn’t he be used to this by now ???

johnny was the only one who was cool with you the first time even if he was an absolute SLEAZEBAG

“sorry if i get all up in your face i’m just trying to keep your eyebrows FLEEKY U KNO WHAT IM SAYIN”

“nah i don’t mind having a face like yours that close ;)))))”

“oops didn’t mean to bump into your knee like that”

“that’s okay my lap is always open for u :}”

he’s the worst god i love him

you’re on the younger side too so he’s all,

c̢̖̲̹̞̰̪ͅa̫͠l̶̜̞l̠̝͇͠ ̪̙͕̲̫̯m̙̪͖e̱͙̦̳̦̝͢ ͕̼̳̰̞o̹p҉͖̘͙͍̞̲p͍̙͙͙̹̖͞a҉̠͓̠̜͕

and you’re all

NO

taeyong asks how old you are and as soon as he finds out you’re younger than him he becomes your mom

you’ll be doing his makeup and he’s like okay but have u eaten today ??? you look too thin please eat

“one: stop moviNG IM TRYING TO CONTOUR YOU and two: please are u my damn grandmother i’m FINE i’ve eaten plenty :&&;&,$,”

you and haechan just roast each other the whole time

“yet another pimple i see, hyuckie, have you been keeping up with the skincare regimen i sent you home with?”

“first of all, fuck you, second of all, you sent me home with a piece of paper that said ‘you can wash your face to get rid of the acne but there’s nothing you can do about the ugly’ you evil WITCH”

but it’s all in good fun and you and hyuck are besties at heart and can tell when it’s not a good day for teasing

whenever you can tell he’s down you make sure to be extra playful when you’re putting on his makeup, tapping him on the nose or tickling his ear with your makeup brush til he giggles

i’m soft gOD

THIS ISNT A DONGHYUCK FIC I GOTTA CHILL

the rest are pretty cool with you too!! yuta is a worse flirt than johnny though it’s like unnecessary but it’s funny and you know he’s , mostly kidding, so you let it slide

anyways !!! cherry bomb is coming to a close and you did That the entire time you had them absolutely GLOWING

but then you get some emails from your boss talking about a new NCT U song/concept that will be filmed toward the end of the year

((i think that’s when it was filmed ?? i’m so sorry if there’s inaccuracies in here i’m very bad with dates :’-)))))))

they tell you you’re traveling to the UKRAINE

THATS FAR

and VERY COLD

they also tell you that they’re gonna be debuting two new members in this unit and you’re a little Nervous since you’ve only been doing 127’s and Dream’s makeup for the past like , half a year

(u were responsible for the we young era,,,,, god bless u)

but you’re also excited because they described the concept to you and you’ve already got ideas to make everyone look Hot and Badass

your boss sent some predebut pics and said the new ones were Yukhei and Jungwoo and, wOW THEYRE PRETTY

jungwoo looks absolutely soft and squishy so you’re a bit worried about making him look ,,,,, BOSS but yukhei.

is a whOLE MAN

he’s got big eyes and lips that give him softer features but , the look in his eyes and like his cheekbones and ????? wow you’re gonna turn him into Daddy Material

anywhom

the time has come and we are on our way to the ukraine !!! yeehaw it’s cold as balls out here

you arrive and get to stay in the hotel for a night before you gotta Get To Work

you arrive bright and early with all your beauty products

you , as the resident makeup artist, look cute as hell even if you are rather cold

your nose is tinted a bit red even tho you have foundation on rip

you set up your little station in the main tent because they’re gonna film all the outdoor parts first

jaehyun walks in first with winwin and they he looks scruffy af

“jaehyun you DOLT did you not shave ??? you know that tickles my hand when i’m trying to make you hot”

“i’m already hot”

“uh huh go shave your face i guarantee you don’t want me to try”

“ugh, yes ma’am”

“hey winwinie~”

“good morning !!!”

winwin is Precious and Easy To Work With as usual

mark comes in next and he’s flustered and cute AS USUAL

of course he’s comfy with you now but you enjoy making him flustered

“mark, baby, you’re GLOWING today!!! go off king”

“y/N PLEASE ENOUGH”

doyoung comes next and his Flawless Skin makes the process so much easier for you ugh

reLEASE THE SKINCARE ROUTINE

COWARDS

anywhom you get to meet jungwoo next !!!

FUCKIN UWU

his blue hair ,,,,,,,, amazing

he’s so sweet and releases little breathy giggles every once in a while when the brushes tickle him

you’re finishing up with jungwoo when, the Man Himself literally stumbles into the tent

“hyUNG are you almost done we’re bout to film man”

and he is absolutely Large and you are , very appreciative god damn

even barefaced this man baby looks GOOD that is not fair :-(

“lucas!~ you still have to get your makeup done but i think y/n was almost finished. are you?”

jungwoo turns to look up at you while he asked and you, have to exercise GREAT restraint not to talk to him in a baby voice

so you just nod and then give him a once over and tell him he can go ahead to wardrobe

you wave yukhei over and you’re like hey uh ,,, yukhei? or should i call u lucas ?!/!:&:&

he cackles and asks you to call him lucas and asks your name and how old you are and what your star sign is and your favorite color and your nct bias

(when you tell him you love them all equally he’s all like Not For Long 

>:-))) soon i shall PREVAIL)

basically he’s questioning you and you’re like oKAY PLEASE IM TRYING TO MAKE YOUR FACE BEAUTIFUL

“my face is already beautiful thank u very MUCH”

“you boys are all the same jaehyun  already pulled that shit today, LAME”

he pouts and you tap him on the lip with the handle of your makeup brush and then Get To Work

you truly have him lookin RIGHT wooo shit he looks good

and as you’re doing it your brain is like that clip from sponge bob where squidward is like oh NO he’s hot !!!! :(

you’re doing his eye makeup and you’re standing, in between his legs like they’re so long and in the way it’s the only way to get close enough to to do it well and you’re highkey, Blushing

he’s literally just staring up at you while you do his makeup and your hands are starting to shake what business does he have with such big brown puppy dog eyes :((((

“hey quit staRINg at me dude”

“ am i making u,,,, nervous ;)”

“, YES pls stop :((“

“aw i’m srry :((((“

pouts AGAIN and you shove his shoulder a little for making fun of you

when you finish you just kind of nod and he takes that as a go ahead and like SPRINGS up

and you’re standing very close so he almost knocks you the hell over

you tip backwards and he grabs you by the waist to steady you while you basically grab handfuls of his clothes to keep you upright

there’s a pause where you guys are just.. pressed together before you fly apart and lucas awkwardly rubs the back of his neck like nervous boys do in movies AW

“i really gotta stop knocking people over i almost took oUT jungwoo earlier srry abt that :’-))))))”

you’re like haha it’s fine :’-))))))))))))))

it’s really awkward so he yeets out of there just as taeyong strolls in looking entirely too smug

“so, you’ve taken a liking to our newest member hmmmm ??”

“aw no jungwoo is just so cute !!”

“quit playing dumb you knew what i meant”

“okaY but literally nothing happened please don’t make this a big deal”

“it’s a big deal bbg it’s tOO LATE NOW”

you sigh and then do his makeup pretty quickly since even barefaced he looks unreal

fckin anime character

okay everyone is now made up and dressed (jaehyun came last freshly shaven , looking like a bar of soap as usual) and you’re on standby outside to fix any little blemishes they may get while filming

everything is pretty good because most of the boys are used to wearing makeup but lucas is Dumb and just like ?? rubs at his eye and wipes half of it off ????

you sCREECH as he’s doing it and he jumps and is like ??? what is it what’s wrong with you

“what’s wrong with me ??? wHATS WRONG WITH YOU I WORKED HARD TO MAKE YOU LOOK THAT ETHEREAL DAMNIT”

you have to fix it on the spot so y’all can stay on schedule so he does that thing where he stands with his legs super far apart so his face is level with yours

his legs are so far apart in order for him to be short enough rip (.... literally. pray for his pants u guys)

you fix up his eye and warm him that you’ll give him a black eye with your fist instead of makeup if he messes up your Artwork again

the shoot goes really well and you get to know lucas and jungwoo better throughout the rest of the filming

things are…. tense between you and lucas but not in like a bad way more like a we are both sort of attracted to each other and unsure what to do from here way

lucas gets braver as time passes and has become wayyyyy more flirty

the tension just sort of transforms to hardcore flirting and little fleeting touches jskdkfk

you havent stopped blushing for like 4 days straight

as you do his makeup he’ll stare up at you with fckn awestruck eyes and one of his hands will drift up to circle around your wrist as you tilt his head this way and that

its a GIANT hand too I just wanna mention that they're very nice hands thank you for your time

as you do his makeup you’ll purposefully let your hand linger on his neck and use your thumb to caress turn his jaw

when you stand between his legs to do his makeup he’ll scoot to the edge of the chair to get as Close As Possible until your hips are almost touching the inside of his thighs ???:$&:&:@:@

SPICY

but eventually the shoot is over :(((( rip

buT no worries ;))))) black on black is being filmed in like a month and you’ll see his goofy ass soon heheh

highkey black on black makes u , Hot And Bothered like the part where lucas is on the floor and doing thaT THING

YALL KNOW WHAT IM TALKIN ABOUT

he highkey gets up and is like

did u like that babygirl ~~~ 😤😘💕🤪😩

and you just stick your tongue out at him and he sticks his tongue out at you and it’s Juvenile

“JUST MAKE OUT ALREADY!!!!”- johnny, from across the room

you: Red

lucas: wheezing

you guys pull all the same touchy flirty bullshit for this MV filming too and all the boys are like o.o

“hyung are u dating our makeup artist(¬‿¬) ” -chenle

“god i wish”

“what”

“i mean , no”

and now BOSS has been released and you’ve gotta do his makeup for all these stages and you two just , keep dancing around each other

when the boys get their first win for BOSS tho lucas is sO HYPE

because it’s his first time really performing live and they WON AND ???? THIS IS CRAZY

and he’s so happy he’s like shaking and he bursts into the dressing room after they all come off stage

he makes it there before everyone else because he RAN like a dork

you’re packing up all your stuff and hear the door open and you turn around to congratulate the boys but it’s just lucas and he runs in and pICKS YOU UP

he spins you around and sets you down and is like

JSDKSJDK Y/N WE WON ????

and you’re like

OMG YEAH I KNOW IM SO PROUD OF U ??!:&:@.

and then he just kisses you right on the lips in excitement

it’s just a press of lips and it was barely a kiss since he was still smiling so hard

his smile fades after and he looks , terrified

you also are terrified because ?

he’s Done It Now

the imaginary LINE has been CROSSED

but like, the barrier is broken now right ????

yolo

so you just shake your head and flick him on the nose

“damn you could have taken me to dinner first”

he laughs nervously because you haven’t made it clear whether or not you’re going to murder him and, That’s Scary

but you giggle and press up on your toes to kiss him more gently and tell him it’s okay and you like him and if he likes you back that would be GREAT

and he just smooshes you against him really hard and presses at least 26 kisses to your cheeks and it tickles and you’re like heY STOP THE LIPSTICK I PUT ON YOU WILL STAIN ME

“i like u too,, HEHEHHE”

“god you had to ruin it by cackling like the wicked witch of the west didn’t you???”

“absolutely, sweetheart :)”

okay the rest of nct u is on the way so you quickly agree that this should be a Semi Secret relationship because he’s so new to the scene and he’s probably not even allowed to date rn lol

but he INSISTS that he can treat you well no matter what and who are you to stop him honestly

he’s so blatant with the touching while you do his makeup now though that although you haven’t explicitly told anyone ,,, all the members of NCT know

he just loops his arms around your hips and pulls you close and blatantly admires you while you’re concentrated on his makeup

squeezes your ass every once in a while which makes you squeak and slap his shoulder

that little SHIT

one time taeil caught you sneaking in some food for lucas during dance practice and was like

“honestly just come in we all know you’re in a relationship gOD it’s so obvious”

so now you come to dance practice all the time with food for him and extra for the other boys

he’s always jealous

literally all the time

you’ll be doing marks makeup and hyping him up as usual

(baby bOY DESERVES IT)

and lucas will be :(((((( y don’t u say that stuff to me

“i literally say that and more to you and about you”

“okay but why not only me :(((((“

“oh my god”

or when you bring food he’ll be like NO she brought this for me go away you commoners !!!!!

honestly you feel like you’re taking care of a toddler sometimes except he’s HUGE

you have to be like

“now lucas, sharing is caring and i brought enough for everyone stop being gREEDY”

any free time he has he comes to your apartment

mainly because you guys want to be mushy and coupley and not have to listen to all the members whining and fake gagging

he’ll knock on your door at midnight with a blanket in hand and fresh out of the shower and looking CUTE

“can i sleep over :(((( i cant sleep without you:((((((“

BITCH

your heart melts oh my shosjdjdjckf

and this boy basically can’t sleep without you now because he sleeps over so much im emo

at first he insists on being the big spoon every time but after awhile Sleepy Baby Boy Lucas reveals himself

when he’s super tired he’ll just let himself in and climb in your bed and plant his head on your chest and his arms around your waist and just sigh contentedly

if he can’t sleep he’ll steal your hand and place it on top of his head and nudge you til you start running your fingers through his hair and scratching his scalp

uwu this is so cute

loves to hold your hands whenever possible

you guys can’t really go on dates since the relationship is Super Secret and he wants so bad to show you off but he CANT :/

so he just pretends y’all are out on the town and holds your hand at home when you’re just chillin

has taken to putting things you need in very high places so he can come up behind you and reach over your head to hand it to you

okay but like once in a while you both do your best to have a Normal Date where you go out doors you just have to be

Incognito Mode

so summer dates dont really work out since it’s hard to hide your identity when you’re not covered head to toe because it’s HOT

they’re mainly winter dates like ice skating and hot chocolate and fall festival stuff !!!!

he insists that you go to any festival in town like INSISTS

festival for a random and obscure flower?? you best believe you’re attending and going home covered flowers

he tried to make you a flower crown but it kept falling apart so he just stuck flowers all up in your hair AWE

forced you to pose so he could take pictures of you

(he made it his lock screen !!!! uwu)

this boy just, loves you so much and the day he tells you is when you’re both sick and dying because he got a cold and then gave it to you so you’re both laying in bed feeling Terrible

you’re laying there and feeling lightheaded and too hot but you’re both Clingy so you still hold hands at least lmao

and lucas tugs on your hand and you flop on your side to look at him expectantly

“yes, lucas?”

“hey”

“hey”

“guess what”

“hmmmmm what”

“i love you”

“oh, me too”

“like you love me too or you love you too”

“U2 is alright i guess”

“no i mean do you love me or yourself”

“both”

“sweet, self love is important too”

and theN YOU TERRIBLE PEOPLE PASS OUT HEHSHS

WHO CONFESSES THEIR LOVE LIKE THAT ????

when you wake up you feel slightly better and look over and see Your Man sprawled out over the bed with one arm haphazardly thrown over you

he rlly can’t sleep without a hand on you that is so so cute fuckdjkdjd

you remember confessing your love to each other in a delirious and feverish haze and snicker because it was RIDICULOUS

you gently turn to face him so you don’t wake him up and trail your fingertips up his arms to trace his features

his eyes flutter open and he’s literally unreal like he looks like an angel

and he smiles all sleepy like and brings his hand up to capture your wrist and kiss your palm

“good morning i’m no longer fucked up on theraflu and i love you”

“good morning i’m also no longer fucked up and i love you MORE”

he scoffs dramatically

“not possible !!!!!”

“is too !!!”

“is nOT”

“IS TOO”

“IS NOT”

and so on :-)

[grapefruitguan-blog]

Fight!AU (Park Woojin)

- woojin was preparing for his comeback

- and they were asking a lot of time from him

- so he was coming home rlly late and leaving rlly early in the morning

- and you were supportive n he was really appreciative

- but it happened for about two weeks

- two weeks of you making dinner and watching it get cold and waking up to him and a quick kiss saying he loves you but he’s gotta go

- but you had ur last straw when he didn’t even come home on your birthday

- he actually forgot

- this time you didn’t fall asleep

- bc woojin promised to spend the day with you

- you were actually heartbroken

- he came back at 1:30 am rlly surprised you were up

- he had a terrible day daniel n the others couldn’t get the choreo down and the producer blamed him

- “babe? shouldn’t you be sleeping?”

- you didn’t answer him

- and had a small bitter smile

- “yeah. i should be. i shouldn’t have waited for you.”

- now woojin never ever snaps

- but today he was in the worst mood

- ever

- “jeez, what’s with you today?”

- and now you snapped

- “woojin, you should know what’s up with me today i’ve waited for you for now two weeks every single fucking day”

- “babe i know i’m sorry it’s just they’ve wanted a lot out of us-“

- “yeah. you want a lot of of me to wait for you. i know that. what do you think i have done?”

- “y/n i know it’s just the fans-“

- “it’s always the fans woojin, always.”

- “because they care about us. we just won at mama i don’t want to lose that streak. why can’t you understand that?”

- “woojin. i’ve been the most fucking understanding of that. i didn’t question you for shit about scandals when i sure could’ve and i always helped you when you felt stressed-“

- “people care about us, y/n. we have fans. they’re there for us.”

- oh god woojin really fucked it up now

- a small silence occurred when woojin’s eyes widened with what he said

- “babe-“

- “save it woojin.”

- “no i didn’t mean-“

- “no, i get it. i don’t have fans because i’m not an idol, so i wouldn’t get it. people care about you and the boys and not really about me. hell, they want me gone since i’m dating their bias. go date fucking lisa from blackpink or something, then!”

- “no that isn’t-“

- “save it. i’m leaving. maybe you’ll someday realize why i’m so fucking pissed after waiting for you for so damn long.”

- you walk out and slam the door

- “fine be that way!” yelled woojin

- he went to your guys’ now empty bed angry as hell

- he almost threw the picture of you two on the ground but hesitated

- you drove over to your bff’s house and slept for the night

- in the morning woojin went to practice

- and he was on snapchat

- and noticed your streak had an hourglass

- he sent you a black screen and you instantly left him on open

- he groaned

- and rolled his eyes

- and he was viewing his stories and saw daehwi’s

- it was a selfie

- “happy late birthday y/n!!!”

- woojin dropped

- wait

- it was your birthday yesterday???

- holy fuck he promised to spend the day with you

- he didn’t even get you an xmas gift cause you said that’s all you wanted

- holy fuck

- he stormed into practice

- “daehwi!!!!”

- daehwi was eating a croissant

- “woojin!!! you almost made me drop my croissant!!!”

- “dumbass bitch!!! why didn’t you tell me it was my gf’s birthday yesterday!!!!!”

- “woojin sweetie you were supposed to know this”

- “i remembered!” piped daniel holding his story too

- “shut up mr center i hope your cats die”

- “heY”

- jisung aka mom runs over

- “dUmbAsS KIDS STOP FIGHTING”

- daehwi rubbed his temples

- “y/n is soooo mad at you woojin”

- “she’s so supportive of your snaggletooth headass and you don’t see that”

- “hIs EYES ARE TOO SMALL TO SEE THAT”

- “shUT UP ONG NOBODY CARES MR I’M-28-TRYING-TO-DEBUT”

- “shUT UP YOU MAKNAE I WAS Y/N’S BIAS NOT YOURS”

- jisung blows the whistle n stops ong and woojin from fighting

- “DuMBASS WOOJIN for foRGETTING Y/N’s BDAY I’M NOT MAKING YOU FUCKIN RAMEN FOR A MONTH”

- jisung sighed

- “y/n rlly never let you see her frustrated bc you’d come home late as hell n she would always rant to me and daehwi about it and she went to (bff)’s house all night and cried”

- “how was i supposed to know!!!”

- “duMBASS biTCH I am Her SECOND COUSIN and you arE HER bOyfrieND anD I COULD TELL SHE WAS UNhAPPY BUT you COULDN’T????”

- “he has a point snaggletooth headass”

- “shut up four foot chode nobody cares sungwoon”

- “LISTEN BO-“

- “gUys shUT UP” yelled jisung

- “woojin go make up with her your dumbass fucKED UP”

- “big time!” chorused daniel holding his two cats

- woojin facepalmed

- “guys what the hell do i do i rlly did fuck up i was just so caught up on the choreo-“

- “dumbass dance machine”

- “shUT UP CAT PEDOPHILE I’M HAVING A FUCKING MOMENT”

- jisung blows his mom whistle again

- “gUYS ENOUGH FIGHTING”

- “luckily bc i’m so old and wise i have a damn plan”

- so all 11 boys shut up and crowd around

- “here’s what we are finna do bitches”

- “jisung sweetie pls don’t say finna it’s improper”

- “sorry minhyun”

- you’re at your bff’s house

- you were throwing dart’s at a pic of woojin

- until she knocks on ur door

- “hey y/n someone’s here to see you”

- “if it’s woojin i swear to-“

- “oH HI DAEHWI”

- “HI BESTIE IM HERE BITCH I GOT YOU STUFF FOR YOUR BDAY”

- “aw THANKS BITCH I SAW YOUR STORY”

- “yeAh SORRY BITCH I WAS AT PRACTICE AKDJKSD I PROMISE WE CAN EAT CHICKEN N WAFFLES SOON THO”

- “david lee ur so white”

- “i was born in LA headass”

- daehwi hands you a wrapped gift

- you coo

- “YOU REALLY ARE MY BESTIE”

- bff walks in

- “wtf y/n who’s house are you in”

- “lOVE YOU TOO (BFF’s NAME)”

- daehwi clears throat

- “anyways so”

- “get dressed”

- “we’re hanging out”

- “stop simping over the snaggletooth headass”

- “i wAS NO-“

- “bitch shut up ur listening to butterfly and spring day by bts and you’re really telling me you aren’t simping????”

- ok daehwi got you there

- so you kicked him outta ur friend’s room

- and you get dressed

- no details bc this isn’t smut

- yET

- hAHAHAHA

- anyways after twenty minutes you step out

- daehwi huffs

- “see this hair? i didn’t dye it white. it turned white waiting for your slowpoke ass”

- “shut up daehwi last time i checked i waited for you for two hours when you bumped into iu”

- “iU nOONA IS mOre IMPoRTANT”

- anyways

- daehwi flashes his signature grin

- “oK go to the living room”

- “daehwi i thought we were going out??”

- “yes going out of the room duh”

- “yOU lITTLE SHIT YOU MADE ME PUT MAKEUP FOR NOTHING WHEN IM STAYING INSIDE???”

- “y/n if you think i have money to treat you out for a day you really must be tripping”

- “daehwi stfu you deadass have tons of money after debuting don’t play with me”

- daehwi shoves you into the room anyways

- and your jaws drop

- and there you see the living room decorated

- with your favorite foods on the coffee table

- and presents

- and a chocolate cake

- and the other boys there

- besides woojin

- so daniel’s cats could be at ur bday and not your boyfriend? ok

- “HAPPY BIRTHDAY Y/N”

- “we’re really sorry we couldn’t celebrate with you on your actual birthday so we tried to make up for it” smiles jisung

- you almost broke down in tears

- because THAT IS SO SWEET

- “aw thanks guys i love you so much”

- “even if woojin hates me enough to not even want to celebrate my bday LOL it’s okay.”

- guanlin awkwardly coughed

- “uh look behind you”

- lo and behold

- park woojin is behind you holding 10 bouquets of red roses

- bby boy is almost falling bc he carried all of them

- you’re kind of taken aback

- because who wouldn’t be??

- “i’m sorry that i couldn’t wish you happy birthday with them i had to run to like five florists cause turns out everyone ran out of red roses”

- he hands you one bouquet and other boys scramble to help him

- “i’m really sorry that i fucked up and forgot that it was your birthday it was honestly such a dick move of me-“

- “HE ALSO CALLED ME A FOUR FOOT CHODE”

- “shUT UP SUNGWOON”

- “and i really took you for granted and i feel terrible because i need to remember that they’re fans, and though i’m in their hearts..you’re in mine. i’m scared of losing you because you’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me and i promise i never ever forgot about that”

- “and like roses are what i gave you on our first date and i know they can’t do too much to make you forgive me but i remembered you love them and you honestly deserve the world”

- and woojin has tears in his eyes and takes one hand and tries to wipe his tears and now he’s blubbering

- “i totally understand if you hate me and wanna break up i support your decision either way i’m so so sorry for being such a dick-“

- SEEING WOOJIN BAWL WAS TOO MUCH SO YOU JUST KISSED HIM

- he was shocked at first but he leaned down just a little bit

- “idiot i forgive you”

- “w-wait really”

- “BITCH YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO REJECT HIM”

- “shUT UP DAEHWI”

- “nO YOU SHUT YOU COYOTE LOOKING ASS I BET $10.00 ON THIS WITH ONG”

- before woojin went to go fight daehwi you laughed

- and he looked at you with a small smile

- ft his little snaggletooth

- and daniel brings out the cake and they start singing

- BUT then woojin’s eyes shoot up

- “wAIT DONT START I FORGOT SOMETHING”

- he hands you the roses and grabs a little box out of his pocket

- “here open it”

- “woojin we’re too young to get married-“

- “nonONONO NOT THAT NOT THAT”

- he turns bright red

- “i-i mean not like i don’t wanna m-marry you i-it’s just”

- you open it

- it’s a promise ring!!! the one that you told woojin how pretty it was two months ago!!!!

- “woojin!!!! this is really expensive you know i was like kidding right!!!!”

- “well like you deserve the world so i’m trying to give it to you”

- “and like it’s my promise to you to never treat you less than perfect”

- “and that i promise to put you before my career”

- all the boys coo

- and daniel is huffing bc the cake is rlly heavy and he wants to goddamn sing already so he can set it down

- so you sing!

- and all is well!

- and woojin puts an arm around your waist and kisses your forehead

- “happy late birthday babe, i love you.”

[mulder-isms]

Green - (Thorcid fanfic)

A\N: This short fic was inspired by the 420 picture and pot gummies so it’s a mess. Because if it ain’t green, I’m not interested *in Laganja’s voice*  

But seriously, green is my favorite color I’m obsessed.  💚 💚 💚 💚

Tell me what you think and save this poor “author” of the anxiety of writing words and give me the boost so this ship must go on. Or just send anon hate (  pls dont tho)

The snake patterned fabric got stuck in the sewing machine. It was enough to make Thorgy curse all the versions of The wizard of Oz and having a breakdown to stare at the void. It happened many times before in the workroom, where the pressure is so high that people are inclined to shut down. The emerald fabric was glistening bright green shades on his face but inside it was all blue. He missed Acid’s smoothing voice lurking on his back telling ‘get it together, girl’. It was a surprise, he didn’t know he would miss Acid Betty for any reason.  

Acid was the glue that was sticking team NYC together during the whole competition. This challenge was making everyone on edge. Including unbreakable Bob. He snapped out of the motionless state because time was running with no intention to stop, ever. Betty would have rolled her eyes profusely at the puddle he was.

Thinking about Acid was comforting, it set his made in the right place, wherever that was.

X

“I guess we’ve reached that point”

Shane was having breakfast on his kitchen table, and by breakfast it meant just pure black coffee (a post Jamin renewed addiction) with some old crackers. Alvy on the other side of the table, eating cereal from a big bowl and had a plate of fresh fruits by his side. The lifelong friend offered some for Shane but he just “Ugh” and grimaced. Because coffee was the proper meal for an empty stomach.

“The last weeks he’s been travelling a lot, you know, and no news here. We’re used to the travelling periods now” Shane continued talking as he was eating some crackers in between. Alvy continued chewing calmly as listening to his roommate with faint interest. “It’s that point where nothing gets on our nerves? Like last week I stayed over because we haven’t seen each other in ages and we fell asleep watching TV… I mean the sex is still great, but sometimes we’re just not in the mood that much”

Alvy shook his head wishing to be spared of the details.

“But I-I…” he stuttered trying to find the words. “I mean is this normal? I know it’s normal but under our circumstances? Aren’t we supposed to be all over each other yet? Am I being dramatic? Don’t answer that! ” Shane blurted out in the speed of light concerned.

Alvy just cleared his throat and started eating an apple slowly.

“For someone that has been a whore for such a long time your lack of knowledge about relationships is astonishing.” Alvy replied in uninterested tone.

“Right?” Shane confirmed laughing and gesticulating with his hands. “That’s because I’ve never been in a relationship for this long with someone I actually care about and that cares for me?” he realized waving his crackers.

“True… and sad. But on a lighter note, yes Shane, it’s normal. Couples stop having sex like rabbits after a while. Thank god. These walls are damn thin and I can’t with you guys thinking you’re doing a casting for Cocky Boys” Alvy assured his friend as he was finishing his bowl.

Shane had no idea what Cocky Boys were but didn’t care anyways. He took a deep breath, but still a little bit of worry hanging on his sleeve.

“Last year on Drag Con we fucked in a bathroom with people coming in and out at 8 am, it was fucking hot”

Alvy closed his eyes and put down his spoon and now that he was recollecting the memories from Drag Con he remembered that Thorgy and Acid were always together, the fugitive glances and ear by ear talks.

“I know I’m crazy, but I keep thinking he is tired of me or this whole situation. I don’t know what I’m saying. I’m starving” then he shrugged and grabbed a banana that was in plate and started to peeling it.

X

The concert with Eliot was a blast. He was so pumped with the musical gigs he would have in May too, it was his dream coming to life, and the fact that people appreciated so much when he played made him overwhelmed with happiness. Jamin was on the road and he was constantly sending messages of how tired he was with the whole Roast tour. Jamin had a curious nature, it was easy for him to be excited about going to new places and clubs but touring was draining. You can only tell the same joke so many times.

But Shane knew everything was going to alright. It was 420. He was wearing his Grinch pubes wig and a dress that Jamin could easily take it off.

“Good Luck on your gig, I’m sure you’re gonna kill it. Alotta’s auction is tonight and I’ll see you in her apartment after? Save me some pot gummies, bitch.”

Shane laughed as he stared at the screen. He was high and relaxed from the pot gummies. Bach was still playing on his head, a whole orchestra of Emerald City citizens as he was conducting. The walls melting in green.  He had to see Jamin.

X

Shane loves to see Jamin’s back in the morning, his muscles and shoulder blades contracting, as he is leaning in the kitchen balcony doing the dishes wearing just briefs. He loves how Jamin’s skin is beautiful and soft and he doesn’t even know the devil’s pact he did to have that ass. He loves to see him completely bare of his layers of colors.

But the same time, nothing makes him happier than watch Acid Betty in all the sass and hyper colors. Tonight, she was wearing a green structured dress and the lizard prints all over her neck. They hugged tight and briefly, it was the break from the auction and a queen was doing a number on stage. Thorgy snapped one pic of them together to post on IG, because he could never resist.

“How many gummies did you have?” Acid asked laughing at how far way Thorgy seemed browsing through her phone, trying to post the pic.

Thorgy took teen long seconds to answer with her finger pointing up as if she was actually able to count. “Enough” she precisely answered after giving up and holding a laughter. Acid noticed Thorgy had her backpack in one shoulder and the violin case on the other. A queen was calling Acid back to the stage, she nodded half smiling to Thorgy pulling the sleeve of her green coat and whispering on her ear.

“You look cute”

And she winked her glitter lashes making Thorgy’s stomach swirl.

Acid and pot was a good combination.

X

Jamin didn’t even know how he got in Alotta’s apartament. The auction was a complete blur. The place was full of all the underworld creatures that were lurking dazed and confused in the Metropolitan. He wanted to take a shower to sober up.

He looked down at the bathtub, the dark green water washing away his makeup, his green attires hanging on the top of the curtains hanger. When he opened his eyes, after rinsing the shampoo off his hair he noticed someone was in the bathroom and he yelled hastily. He completely forgot to lock the door.

“It’s occupied!”

The person’s figure was undefined but the green top of hair and the height could be only one person. Before Jamin knew Shane was joining him under the shower, his Thorgy face still on. He urgently kissed Jamin, their make up being destroyed by the running water and the friction of their bodies. Jamin enjoyed then sensation of having his boyfriend all wet in his arms forgetting about the opened door. When Shane stopped to catch a breath Jamin picked some liquid soap and place on his hand to wash his face.

“Close your eyes, you nut” he asked as Shane was giggling looking positively crazy and super adorable. Shane closed his eyes and Jamin washed his face. First he rubbed the glue of his thick brows, and Shane’s features were appearing slowly again, his light skin red with the temperature and the contact, the small nose, and his squinted gray-green eyes sparkling again behind the black eyeliner residues.

Jamin took a second to appreciate the face that was forming in front of him. Then he turned around to wash his own hair, since he was in the process of doing it when Shane interrupted him.

“You still have lizard scales” Shane pointed rubbing Jamin’s neck from behind.

“Thorgy?”

Alotta’s deep voice was inside the bathroom already. Jamin and Shane froze but it was too late to do anything and they were too high to even function.

“Bitch, who are you blowing in this bathroom?” he asked suspicious noticing the two silhouettes.

“I’m with Acid. I was trying to get her to fuck me but we are pouring green and I’m seeing leprechaun violinists”  

“She really is!” Jamin went along.

Alotta squinted his eyes holding the doorknob and then she cackled screamed.

“You Ru Girls are fucking disgusting.  I want you two out my tub in five minutes” Alotta replied unbothered and too high to care too. It wasn’t the weirdest thing he saw tonight.

They both laughed and got off the the shower quickly. They put some clothes on fast and joined the others in the living room, they got lucky but they wouldn’t want to draw any attention. There was a cloud of god knows what forming in the living room. Nobody noticed they both had wet hair.

The night continued with lots of drinks and different many items of cannabis haute cuisine. Shane was almost passed out on the couch observing Jamin playing cards with the rest of the men and drag queens. Everything was fading away slowly…

X

When Shane woke up he was still on the couch. He was afraid he was going to be stuck in a green sunrise but everything looked colored enough for his relief. His eyes searched for other bodies on the floor but there wasn’t anybody in sight, just a low electronic music playing in the background.

He wondered if Jamin left without him, but right after his brain formulated the question Jamin appeared from behind and joined him in the couch. Shane made room for him, so he could hug him by the waist and he could rest his chin on the top of Jamin’s head.

They stood there in silent, still sleepy, Jamin’s hot breath on his chest, making his shirt damp. He played with the curls of his dark hair.

“God…how I missed this….” His voice coming out muffled squeezing Shane tighter and placing kisses on his chest. Shane breathed, as he could finally breath again, kissing the top of Jamin’s head and putting a leg over him. He thought about following his old patterns, saying ‘I thought you were getting tired of me’ because that what was on his mind the whole week. But it would just ruin what shouldn’t be a doubt. Not with Jamin in his arms like that.

“I love you”

The simplicity of the words were taking him by surprise too. Shane was many things, but never simple. Jamin responded kissing him gently, with no hurry, breathing in his morning warmth, the smell of soap still on his skin. Shane slid his hand inside Jamin’s jeans quickly, rubbing his length lazily.

“And I miss your cock inside of me fucking me hard” he whispered on Jamin’s ear making Jamin laugh and almost lose his balance out of the couch. He positioned himself again and started placing kisses on Shane’s collarbones, encouraging him to continue.

“And I thought romance wasn’t dead” he replied under his chin, pulling Shane closer by the hips and biting his ear lobe, making him let go a soft moan.

Shane continued rubbing him, and he was growing solid with each stroke, circling the tip of his head making him let go soft ‘fucks’. Jamin inserted his hand inside Shane’s shorts, craving his nails on Shane’s ass, thrusting in and out and he kept fastening the pace, the panting of their breathing getting uneven…but then they heard one door creaking in the back of the corridor.

Jamin jumped out of the couch fast closing his fly and Shane moaned in frustration putting his hands on his temple frustrated.

Alotta was there, half naked, in seconds.

“Betty how are you even up…” Alotta was walking by dragging his limbs across the room and Jamin was holding a pillow in front of  his crotch.

“Pot has a reverse effect on me” he justified throwing the pillow on the floor and sitting on the armchair crossing his legs. Shane was pretending to be sleeping. Alotta sat on the couch, next to Shane’s face, and drank from the bottle of water that was resting on the coffee table. Acid observed all his movies tense. Alotta looked down at Thorgy and shook his head.

“This bitch doesn’t even move”

Jamin just nodded in agreement looking at his boyfriend swollen lips, and his eyes twitching pretending the fake slumber. Alotta got up again and proceeded to the kitchen clueless about the hot make out session that was going on seconds ago.

Shane opened his eyes not controlling his laughing anymore, he gave up the act, sitting up straight. He was all messed up, the oversized striped blouse falling all crooked exposing his shoulder, the zipper of his bermuda shorts still open. He started putting the lose dreads up again. Jamin was observing him from the armchair. He wondered when he would stop finding that gesture so alluring.

“I can’t wait to mess you up all over again at home” Jamin commented with eyes fixed on him still in awe, biting lips.

“Bitch, please do” Shane answered with an exasperated sigh and giggling.

[solasulad]

The Cousin Josh.

I’m feeling all types of emotions with this one. And I know I really really fucked up but I’m hating my self asking for more. I don’t think I’m gonna ask. I’ll just let it be like always but until then imma cry myself to sleep once I get those itches.

So.. let’s start..

Abel called me Friday night saying happy birthday. Told him thanks and that we should chill, me him and josh + whatever girls I could gather. He said sure I was like ii. Completely forgot about it for a second until he called me Saturday after noon asking what was up with josh on the line I was like blessed! If worst comes to worst I can chill with these guys. Had plans with S. for dinner but she flopped on me, so took these guys on instead. Invited R, to come to the club so it was perfect!

After running back and forth from one end of the city to another, I finally get to the Airbnb and settle in. It’s about 8pm now and my sister was tryna come over but told her nah. More like yah come but ignored her.

Anyways. I get to the Airbnb and start to slowly figure my life out. R. says she finishes at 9 and will come over after getting dressed I’m like cool, tell the boys to meet for 10 at the Airbnb. Bomb, I have an hour before the guys are to come and I slowly/quickly get ready.

I’m doing my make up, r. Hits me up with she’s gonna be late so I’m like Okk cause the guys haven’t arrived yet.

It’s now 10 & I get a call from Abel saying he’s down stairs... I’m like wow... okay my faces done by still haven’t got dressed & not sure if I was gonna add more make up on. So they kinda just fucked that up.

I finish whatever makeup I can, I put my shoes on and get them from downstairs. They both give me hugs Abel gives me a kiss on the neck and picks me up. Josh gives me a hug that’s it. We head up stairs, they chill on the bed/couch while playing music as I get ready. I’m running back and forth from the bed to washroom cause it’s an open Airbnb aka loft. So I finally get my dress & underwear put it on and lotion myself up. I walk out the washroom and they say it looks good, Abel complimenting me heavy as fuck and well, josh saying it looks good. In that moment I never really payed josh any attention cause he wasn’t looking my way. I just left it as that cause abel was trying heavy.

Anyways, they both compliment my dress, my hair and make up. I felt like the shit. We wait for my friend to come  & head downstairs for a smoke. Took only one pull of the weed and felt it. They both drinking so they give me some & I kill it. They ask me what I’m tryna do I’m like get drunk drunk 😭.

We wait for R. Then send her an Uber to her, she comes at 11:30 ish & we head out to the club.

Abel started puking up in the car and I was like wow really. Grown ass niggah can’t handle himself. Smh

We get to the club I’m like wavy but not drunk R.’s chilling dancing, Josh orders is a drink and I’m like w/e I’m good with it. He gets us Jack Daniels & coke. I’m drinking that shit like it’s water sipping it fast.. then Abel gives me his. I’m like awh sheet gonna get fucked up 🙌🏾!

Finish his drink then start dancing not really doing much just moving my ass, lol there was a moment when after hoping rooms we found a chill vibe and I started shaking my ass twerking, the dress was so short so I had to stop. Abel kept amping me up that was dirty annoying 😩. We stuck with the guys and danced, before walking into the club R. Asks me about the guys & I tell her Joshs a cute but Abel’s cock blocking & that if she was down to go for him. She’s like she’s had her eyes on him & he is a cutie. I’m like “well damn” before even coming to the club I was laying down on the bed and showed Abel a pic of R said I was gonna hook josh and her up.

So now the club. When emotions kinda ran thru me. So we are now still in a room dancing. I’m enjoying myself and just dancing with the group kinda. Not really hugging up anyone just there dancing Abel tried to get me to turn around but I didn’t. Anyways, we dancing me looking towards Abel and Abel moving in squares like he’s retarded, I turn around to see if R. Was good and see her and josh kissing... I was like well damn now look at this. My mood was like “shit, but whatever Abel’s cock blocked me”

So, after a couple mins R comes to me and she’s like omg he’s so cute, im like yo go for it he’s a cutie!! Also I’m like yo Abel’s cock blocking’s me I need to meet some guys. She’s like we’re gonna ditch them and go out. Blessed right?? Yah well.. we tell them that we’re gonna use the washroom. As we’re leaving I’m like joshs 96 so be aware she’s like idc he’s hot, I tell her go for it! My geographic area of guys have big dicks anyways & she starts to laugh. We use the washroom, then decide to make are way around she wanted to finesse guys for drinks lmao. We end up walking out and some guy pulls on her. He looked like Israel we went to high school with. So she’s taking to this guy & I’m just standing there... I’m looking around his friends are looking at me but no ones approaching me. One big ass belly guy came to me asking me my name, I tell him then it’s quite. I’m like what’s yours? He tells me he’s called snack, so i make a joke saying cause he eats a lot! LMAO he didn’t find that funny, but then it’s quite, he gives me his henny bottle and I take a big ass shot not thinking that I’d get fucked up.. hes like eh. LOL...

So then it gets quite, this short guy was just looking at me, he then approaches me asks for my insta gram I give him my name he adds me. Not really making Convos with the guys cause they beat as fuck. I just stand there. I hesitated on leaving her but didn’t want to get lost, so then.. I turn around and see josh walking around, I approach him & he comes over, he sees R with a guy and we’re like let’s go back to the room?

We all are walking together then out of nowhere we lose R and the guy. Me and Josh can’t find her but then something happens. I think he complimented me on my dress cause he said I looked sexy or something.

(Bare with me, the remaining shit I’m about to say is based off of drunken memory)

So he says something and then leans in for a tight hug I guess cause I end up biting his neck then he starts kissing me. I’m trying to remember how it started but idk lol I was off it.

So we kissing and minding our own business when I ask where’s Abel? He’s like behind you? I turn around and see him, Josh says let’s go for a smoke, we go outside & leave Abel inside. Josh takes his jacket off puts it on me so smooth &  We get a smoke from someone & then continue the convo.

Not sure but I remember telling him that I found him attractive at first but Abel was into me, then telling him that I told him I just wanted to be friends. I think I also told him what he did that night I went over to his place and how I left early. He’s like Abel’s into you really idk man it’s rough.

So he’s smoking then puts the cig in my mouth while my hands are in his pockets. So smooth so   Fucking cute. We make out more outside until Abel comes, then not sure what happens but he ends up leaving us alone. And we’re both like fuck.

I guess I didn’t want him to see us like that and get hurt. So we kept it short afterwards.

The henny starts to kick in and I feel mad sick. Like nauseous out of nowhere. We walking back and met with abel inside, joshs still holding me tight cause my walking fucked up, I guess he felt me wanting to throw up and he he asks if I’m good, I shrug no and he asks if I wanna throw up I’m like yah, he rushes me to the washroom and I start puking. He entered the girls side and holding my hair back while I puke rubbing my back. I feel better so we go after I wash my mouth.

It’s time to go and get my coat from the front, we still don’t know where R is so we end up just going without her. Waiting in the line for my coat I feel sick again, and then josh rushes me back to the washroom as he’s holding me from the back I start puking up on his arm and then in the toilet, I finish wash my mouth and apologize he’s like it’s okay don’t worry. I’m saying sorry and that I’m such a light weight.

We go outside and get hotdogs from the front, waiting for it I drink water they give me and then slowly eat the hot dog, I couldn’t even eat it cause I was so drunk I started puking again. They call an Uber and it comes right away. Before getting into the car I puke a little more and then sit in the middle between them both. I close my eyes and just try to breathe as josh says.

We get to the Airbnb quick & im sobering up kinda. Lol nah not really but better than puking that’s for sure.

We get upstairs and laugh that r’s gone, I’m like idk she met some guy that’s all her. We get in and I’m freezing. I get comfy on the bed while abel and josh play some music. Josh starts playing some weeknd songs and I start obsessing singing while laying down. Abel comes in the bed tryna cuddle and I get out leave him in the bed alone lmao.

So I put my hoodie on but still feel cold so i change into jeans and a hoodie. I come back into the room abel walls in and I sit on the side of the bed.

I’m sitting on the bed Abel’s falling and sleep and joshs sitting on the couch. Josh says he’s gonna go for a smoke, looks at me and asks if I wanna come with I’m like yah.

We leave go outside and he’s smoking his spliff. We start talking about what happened in the club and I’m like my friend likes you tho, he’s like nah it’s not even like that I was just there cause she was. I’m like okay, the once again tryna remember what happened but we end up kissing while he’s smoking his spliff, he takes a pull and blows it into my mouth. We kiss more outside then once he’s done he’s like let’s go for a walk.

We start walking towards the area I parked at, and find a corner stairwell outside that leads into the parking. There’s a camera up there so nothing freaky happened but... he starts kissing me grabbing me up and I had to stop him cause I wasn’t tryna be on the internet for some thotty shit.

So we start walking back to the building and then I’m like fuck I wanna fuck you or something, and he says the same, I ask him imma need a dick pic and he’s like you wanna see it I’m like yes! He pulls it out right then and there. I’m shookth at the size and thickness like wth. I tell him I’m tight and that’s gonna hurt. So I’m horny now and we make our way back upstairs. I say I need your body on a bed but laugh that Abel’s knocked out on the bed.

We head to the pool room in the building and look around see only one camera there, we block ourselves from the camera and start making out more. He pulls his dick out and I’m like I’m not gonna suck it here but he begs, so I only give him a tease of it. I go down on him without knowing what I’m doing I deep throat it. I finish not making him cum but get back up and he starts kissing me.

We leave that room and head back up stairs making out in the elevator. We get into the apartment and Abel’s knocked out, I take my jacket off and turn around and see josh waving at me to come in the bathroom. We get in and start making out more he pulls my pants off and goes down on me I’m shook as fuck cause he’s actually eating it hard & I come from that!!! He finishes up pulls his dick and NO CONDOM and fucks me raw. I’m face down ass up on the toilet he’s going in I’m trying not to scream banging my head on the wall, I’m dry at this point because of the position and limited space, but we switch and he spits on me to lube me up.

I’m sitting down backwards to him riding him and then he comes pulling me off backing me away on the floor. I’m like wow. This mother fucker!

He finishes and is still hard as fuck! Like wtf mane pls. He goes in again after cleaning up and a couple mins later I tap out. - not sure actually, thinking he only did it once now -

But anyhoo, we finish up in the bathroom both weird cause of the situation with Abel & me with R.

He leave and I clean up myself. I come back into the bed area and lay down adjacent to abel.

It’s now 6am and I’m trying to sleep knowing I gotta check out at 11am.. smh In set the alarm and close my eyes.

Wake up from Abel around 9am pissed cause I only got 1 and a half hours of sleep. Smh we get my things and we check out.

Josh drives us back to Abel’s cause I’m still fucked from last night both mentally and pussy wise.

We get to his and we aren’t really saying much about what happened last night. We get some breakfast and head back to his place now it’s like 11am or so, still tiered.

We in Abel’s room just chilling and Abel steps out, I think I brought up what happened last night and the whole mood changes cause he starts looking at me all sexual and I’m doing the same. Abel comes back and we stop. We kept doing that pretty much the whole time abel would leave. He went to the washroom to get changed and then josh said something about how he wanted to kiss me rn, I lean over towards him and we start making out on the bed, I think we heard foot steps so he backed off of me, Abel came in the room and left again, and we go back at it.

After that Abel stays in and we chill listening to music.

Josh calls one of his boys over FaceTime talking. I say something and then his friend asks who’s that, he says it’s a friend. Joshs friend after a minute or so says give me the phone to her I show my face and he’s like “hey joshs my best friend don’t take him” I’m like uhm, you can have him I didn’t even want him smiling, look up joshs smirking. So I pass the phone over to josh and his friends like she gorgeous as fuck. They continue the talk and I over hear joshs friend say something about him and a girl. I’m listening but pretending not really, on my phone.

He’s like it is what it is, mans like I feel you you there she’s there, you have needs. So the. Josh says something kicking my leg I ignore it pretending not to listen. He switches up starts speaking in his language tryna throw me off and then puts headphones in. Whole time Abel’s just sitting on the bed while I’m laying down.

So they finish the convo and then it just vibes from there Abel’s playing Chris brown wet the bed and other sexual songs.

I tell him I’m about to go and josh asks if I can drop him off close by I’m like yah. Already knowing what we about to do why not?

I tell abel I’m gonna go he’s like nooooo pls just stay blah blah blah unattractive as fuck. I finally leave after an hour or so saying I was gonna go now it’s like 3pm. Give abel a hug and leave with josh.

We get in the car jump on the highway and head downtown again.

Car ride was quite, wasn’t really talking about what happened until maybe 10-15 mins in?

So I bring it up and then he’s like it was wild nothing he’s seen before like the head game wasn’t sloppy but classy as fuck. How I deep the dick down and the looks I was giving him. I tell him same I was shook when he ate me out of nowhere and then he tells me my shits tight the tightest he’s ever gotten. I’m like wow lol

So I’m driving now on regular roads and I look over at him and kiss him. Trying to pay attention to the road we kiss for a bit then get to his area.

He asks if I wanna chill for a bit I’m like yah why not. We park up beside his place and we’re making out, he’s sucking on my tits and pulls my pants down fingering me hard. I cum once again from that and he takes his fingers dips it into his mouth and puts it in mine then continues kissing me.

I had it at this point this why is a freak!!!

I lean over to his side and go in for head, I look at his dick and see the bumps I seen earlier when I was sucking him in the pool room.....

So I stop and ask him if he’s good? He’s like yah don’t worry those are just rashes from dryness... I’m like you sure? Cause they where red and fresh rashes on his dick.... possible herpes man!!

He’s like nah they aren’t and that he’s clean I’m just tryna make sure, tell him if I get an std I’m killing him!!

He assured me it’s nothing and I continue. Smh I deep it maybe two three times and call it a quits. Told him I’m tryna tease him cause of the place we parked up at is risky...

So he has blue balls now and then tucks it away, starts biting on my tits again and I’m done it felt sooo good like shit has only did that to me other guys don’t know how to suck tits!

He’s sucking it and we make out more I lean again playing with his dick after I told him to put it away i pull it out again. Smh I kiss it some more and say that’s final. I tell him I have to go, he’s like okay. But we still continue kissing. I pull off saying I got to go and then mood changes.

Those rough sexual kisses turn into emotional kisses we kiss slowly and with passion, I felt that heavy.

He tells me leave him here he’ll walk over to his place and I can head out, I’m like okay.

I tell him bye zaddy as he leaves. He laughs.

I pull out the parking spot and see him standing there waiting so it seemed. His look was like he was upset or something.

I roll down the window do a eating sign with my hand and tongue and he smiles.

I leave. That’s that.

Now it’s Monday. Didn’t hear from him since yesterday after I dropped him off. Don’t know if I wanna be with him cause those kisses got me fucked up real shit.

We even talked about plans on fucking but space and time was an issue. He jokingly said “you know I’m a busy person, you gotta make an appointment in advance I’m like lol so I can’t hit you up randomly saying I need dick?” He laughs.

But real shit, Saturday night was wild. I didn’t think I was gonna end up with him either. He’s a fine mother fucker too. Oh man. Now I was creeping his insta earlier and still see the rose and D next to his bio.. go to his girls page and see the same J with a black heart. Smh she isn’t even cute, idk if I wanna do anything with him.

Don’t think he’ll hit me up unless it’s a party, but it is what it is. He’s 96 I’m 95 I don’t want to picture myself with him cause of his religion either. I gotta step back and forget about Saturday night.

Got me at work all fucked up, wanting to send him a message but pulled back. Smh.

Now I don’t know if I want to continue it cause Abel’s feelings are gonna get crushed heavy in the process so I’m just gonna let it be. He’s looking out for his cousin and I get that but also thinking why block your happiness?

Whatever.

& now that’s how I enter my 23 years of life. Getting raw fucked in the bathroom while sucking a dick that has bumps on it. I need to go get checked out maybe this weekend cause i can't bare the pain if it happens.  Ha.