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[gyuwoncheol]

Cheol’s been prepping you to take his cock for weeks but you’re about to body slam him into the mattress if he doesn’t fuck you right now (which might have been what he wanted all along, corruption kink go brrrr) 😈 “you want it so bad? Then sit on it. Aww don’t be scared I know you’re ready” -⚡️

TW: afab! reader, dirty talk, use of pet names, piv sex, unprotected sex, mentions of creampie and oral sex, bratty & whiny reader, reader is described to be much smaller than Cheol. Not proofread. 18+ only (MDNI).

Note: changed it up a little bit, ⚡️ anon. Hope you enjoy!

Because this is blonde cheol with a bratty reader, I am compelled to tag Zeta my love @multi-kpop-fanfics . It’s simply how the world works 💞

“Nooo. Stop!” You whined and yanked on Seungcheol’s blonde locks, pulling him back up to face you.

Seungcheol was confused to say the least. His eyebrows quirking as he studies your facial expressions. “You okay?”

“Just fuck me, Cheol,” you blurt out, frustration clear in your voice and Seungcheol swears he heard the angels sing.

“What–“

“I said, fuck me. No more teasing, no more prepping. I’m done!” You glare at him. Not that you were ungrateful for your boyfriend’s expert oral skills, but when all you’ve gotten the past few days ever since his return from a 3-month tour is everything but his cock, you think it’s okay to sound ungrateful.

“Aw, impatient baby,” he mocks as he grinds his crotch on yours.

“Excuse me?! I’ve been patient! Way too patient! Three months and 18 days patient!!!!” Cheol laughs at your attention to detail, clearly amused at how needy you’ve been. Not that he wasn’t— he was, he’s been dreaming to have his way with you the moment he got home four days ago. But apparently, he could take a few more days of waiting, making sure you were well prepped and ready to take his huge cock again after so long. And maybe he just loved to tease you a little bit more, waiting to awaken the brat in you. “Cmon, Cheollie..” you switch up to a sweet tone, blinking with doe eyes and drawing his face to yours for a kiss, “it’s been too long, don’t you wanna feel my tight pussy around you?”

Seungcheol’s dick twitches in the confines of his briefs at your words but he tries to play it cool with a roll of his eyes.

“Better yet baby, don’t you miss cumming inside—“

Your sentence is cut off with a yelp as the large man who was once above you rolls you both around on the bed, effectively having him pinned between your legs, straddling him right where he wants you. Seungcheol grabs you harshly to connect your mouths in a hungry kiss, the clashing of your tongues and teeth rendering you to a moaning mess while you hurriedly remove his shorts and undergarments.

When Cheol’s hard member springs free and rests on his stomach, the blonde man leans back to examine your next move. He’s not disappointed when the first thing you do is run your wet folds along his shaft. The guttural groan he lets out makes you even more wet than you already are. But that’s a good thing because now you’re looking at Cheol’s thick and long cock, and perhaps he did make the right decision to prep you for it for days.

“Nervous, baby?” He asks with that stupid brow raise of his.

“No,” you answer without hesitation but even then, you didn’t sound so confident.

“Well be my guest, princess. What’re you waiting for? You wanted it so bad didn’t you? Ride me.”

You nodded at Seungcheol, swallowing thickly before wrapping your small hand around his heavy shaft. You aligned him at your entrance, carefully letting his bulbuous head breach your sopping hole. Cheol takes notice when you suck in a sharp breath and close your eyes. It happens the same time he feels the constricting push of your walls which has his hands flying to eitherside of your hips.

“Doing s’good for me, princess,” he encourages, mustering all self control not to just thrust up into you.

“S-so biiig,” you stammer, sinking down to ease another inch of him.

“Not so mad about my prep anymore, eh?”

You roll your eyes at the smug remark, “fuck you.”

“You already are, prin— shit!” Seungcheol curses when you suddenly seat yourself fully to shut him up.

Moans reverberate around the room from both of you after your little stunt. The stretch is painful at first but it slowly morphs into fiery pleasure with every soothing rub of Cheol’s thumb on your hip. You take a deep breath and plant your palms on his chest, circling your hips once.

“Fuuuuck,” you both drawl out, lust fully flowing through your veins.

“Missed this,” you pick up your pace, repeating the motions of lifting your hips then grinding down to stimulate your clit.

“Missed you,” your boyfriend replies. He reaches out one hand to squeeze on your breast before his fingers roll your nipple expertly, causing you to clench harshly on his cock.

“Fuck, princess. If you do that again, I might just cum now.”

You scoff at his remark, ready to tease him back, “aw, who’s the impatient one now?”

[ratedfleur]

kazuha and her kinks

bondage is probably high on her list, kazuha likes the feeling of soft satin being wrapped around her wrists as you tied her up to the bedpost, then forcing her legs open by tying her ankles on eitherside of the bed.

not a kink but kazuha is definitely into desperate sex that turns steamy because of how riled up you get after she teases you, hand pawing at your cock just to get you hard in your jeans.

hair pulling is a top notcher on her list, kazuha loves it when the strands of her hair are gathered up in your fingers, pulling on her hair to prove a point when she doesn’t listen.

agarophilia is another of kazuha’s kinks / fetishes. she gets a little more aroused when you accompany her at music shows, secretly touching her underneath the blanket as you both sat on the couch, appearing to be sitting innocently beside each other— only to be doing sexual favors secretly. if kazuha were to feel extremely bold, she would’ve brought you into the dressing rooms just to blow you off.

kazuha likes to be used by random people— people who she would never stumble across in the near future. she likes to be used as a cum dump for those men who are in dire need for a quick release. she definitely has an impregnation kink for herself, kazuha likes to gaze upon the mirror and imagine her belly swell up in size, she imagines her perky tits would slowly increase in size as her pregnancy progressed.

[aith-art]

Falloutober 2023 - Day 23

"Homecoming"

Prompt by @falloutober

Word Count - 630

Stepping into the building, I dropped my hood. My short hair velcroing to the inside briefly. Taking a shaky breath, I scanned the entrance. 

Nothing had changed. 

The absence of the Brotherhood was new, but the layout, the rubble hadn’t been disturbed in a decade. Releasing the vice-like grip on my bag, my hands dropped into my coatpockets. 

Cautiously, I ventured forwards. Leaving the entrance behind me I entered the foyer. Staircases eitherside lead up to the small balcony. To my left, a doorway that led to my old room, to my right, where the Pride had set up shop. Both now empty. Like everywhere else I had been in the Capital Wasteland, the place seemed dead. But I knew someone was still here. His broadcast has been loud and clear through the radios throughout the wasteland. 

Footsteps echoed from the corridor above me. A figure emerged on the balcony. He leant against what bit of banaster was left. His beanie pulled back, his shades hiding his eyes. His smile was lined with more creases than I remembered but he hadn’t changed. Even down to the t-shirt and vest he rocked. He hadn’t changed. 

“You know, kid. I didn’t think anyone would answer my message over the radio.” His voice had been withered with age, but not enough to not still be as iconic as it had been in my youth. He seemed aprehensive, like he didn’t recognise me. 

“I have a habit of believing mad men on my radio. Curse of my upbringing.” I jibed. 

Something in him changed. He softened. He inched his shades down slightly, trying to get a clearer look at me. “S’it really you?” 

I smiled as he descended the stairs, my eyes beginning to dampen as I fought back a flood of emotions I’d been sitting on for the better part of the decade. “Yeah.” My voice was quiet. I was suddenly so glad to have come here alone. “Yeah it is.” 

Three-Dog lent against the railing at the base of the staircase. His smile brighter than mine. “Do I got to go over how a curfew works, kid? Thought you’d have checked in long before now.” 

Without hesitation I ran the short distance between us, embracing him in a tight hug. We’d never hugged before outside of the occasional side hug when I’d been unwell. This was something neither of us were prepaired for. His arms fell over my shoulders. The flood won. “I hadn’t ment to leave for that long, I’m so sorry.” 

Awkwardly he patted my shoulder. I pulled myself up, wiping my eyes on the sleeve of my jacket. He kept his hands on my shoulder, grounding me. “It’s okay kid. You’re here now.” 

Sniffling, I tried to respond. But it came out as nothing more than a gurgled sound. 

“Where’d you go, PJ?” PJ a nickname I hadn’t heard in a decade. Only Three-Dog had ever called me PJ. The pull of my heart string released yet more tears. 

Fighting through the sobs I tried to regain some of my composure, I hadn’t travelled the length of the continent to become a burbling wreck whenever I met someone I used to know. Taking a deep breath, I tied myself to the moment. Reclaiming some of my personality, I joked, “How long have you got?” 

Three-Dog, releasing my shoulders when he knew I could stand on my own, gave me a lopsided smile, “As long as you need.” 

It hadn’t mattered how long I’d been gone. The distance I had travelled ment nothing. The placed I’d travelled to would never rival there. No matter where I’d gone, Galaxy New’s Radio had been my home. And I had been welcomed back without a hint of malice towards my choice to leave.

[medicinemane]

So... first just so you get what I mean with what I'm about to say, when I went to do EMT training, my instructor said "Treat the patient, not the chart" and that's stuck with me as a mantra

Well with Bart's weight the vet always treats the chart and just looks at the number and not how it sits on Bart's frame

...and... after losing Giorgio in large part to just being chronically way under weight and no one could figure out why or how to fix it... well... I really kinda don't feel like hearing about my cat that's pretty close to his ideal weight and how important it is that he lose weight

I'm way more concerned about Tara's slow downward trend on weight. It's not as bad as Giorgio was, but she has been losing weight for years now and I'd way rather fatten her than thin Bart

I really like this vet, he's a good vet, but today he just... man... you're treating the chart and you also aren't thinking that your client just lost a cat and maybe doesn't feel like a lecture cause his other cat is built like a truck

I've had really really really fat cats before... Bart isn't that, I think the treats he was getting when Giorgio would be given cheese have made him a tiny bit over his ideal weight, but it's nothing. I've had fat cats, I know fat cats, Bart is just a big type of cat

So yeah... bleh...

Not to mention I encountered the worst and stupidest detour I personally have ever run into. The underpass to the interstate, they had one lane closed... but... instead of routing traffic through the one lane by having those stop/slow sign holders on eitherside, it was only south bound traffic allowed, and north bound traffic had to get on the interstate and the next exit was like... 10 miles up? More? So had to go 20 miles just to cross the interstate... because apparently that fucking state doesn't understand how to route shit through one lane like every other construction site I've ever seen does

(I live where both the cities in my state are all about 50 miles from me, but so is the biggest city in the punk as state next to me. Not gonna say what states just cause I don't share that, but trust me that it's one of the more meh states. Not terrible, but this shit tracks with their dumb ass government)

Anyway... not mad, but... bleh. Annoying draining day. Like dude... my cat's not even fat, he's just built to live in a snowy forest but lives in my house instead

[babyawacs]

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[dedmoth]

the flaw is in the tapping - think how exciting the DS was because of all the TOTALLY NEW gaming concepts, but by the time we all had phones the novelty had wore off and Touch is now Inconvenient Mouse

and unfortunately devices like this remain gimmicks in themselves because they serve neither nerds nor normies, especially because nothing for eitherside is designed for this arrangement, it just becomes another layer of inconvenience

I think we need to blow up the mobile game industry. Totally raze it to the ground and salt the ashes.

[ratedfleur]

ᯓ ᡣ𐭩 mail incoming!

⋆˚˖° ganda and pogi °˖˚⋆

zhang hao x filo fem!oc    genre  ౨ৎ  fluff and slice of life

“how would ganda or pogi react when one another is sick? can you make an imagine po out of this? <3 how’d they get sick and how would the other react & take care of them? i feel like both of them love the rain but one of them would end up getting sick during one of their rainy day play sessions.. OR one of them would be overworking themselves 🥲”

✏️: another super late response but i decided to write his since a lot of anons were looking for ganda and pogi na! i hope this makes up for the ganda and pogi drought  ˶ᵔ ᵕ ᵔ˶  also 'di ko na maalala whoever requested for this dati but i hope you enjoy! 

    if ganda were to get sick, medyo matataranta pa si pogi because she rarely gets sick! once she starts coughing, hao would look at her like a meerkat, eyes fixated on ganda as he waits for her to cough a few more times before he starts to panic.

once she does cough a few more times, that's when hao has to step up. making a bee line towards the pantry, he fetches a few painkillers and a glass of water before heading back to the dining table where ganda was busy finishing up a paper. hao catches her cough into her arm once more before placing the pills and glass of water on the table, "drink mo muna, ganda." he says softly, leaning down to kiss the top of her head before sitting in his seat once more, watching as ganda grimaces as she drinks the pills up.

"thank you, baby pogi." she smiles weakly at him before a cough ends her sentences, making hao scrunch up his nose when she groans. "take a break in 20, ganda. i'll finish that for you." hao says to her as she nods, trying her best to sneak in a few more sentences before the 20 minute timer ends. 

once it does end, ganda has no choice but to follow as hao brings her into the bedroom, tucking her into bed before he quickly fetches her laptop and notes for him to use as he sits beside her as she slept. once ganda falls into deep slumber, hao makes sure to fetch a bowl of warm water and a towel to use as he wipes her body down.

if she were to wake up feeling worse, that’s where hao pulls out the big guns and does acupuncture on her. all he wants is for his baby to feel her best again. 🥺

now if hao were to fall sick, ganda knows the exact moment that he feels unwell. being part chinese, hao is well accustomed to chinese medicines and ganda makes sure to be mindful of the things he uses when he feels sick.

she knows which herbs to use, which massage oils and guasha tools to use on him, and even acupressure points that work best for fevers.

"hon, can you sit up muna?" ganda softly says to hao who groans as he flips over and sits up, leaning against the bedframe as he pouts at ganda who apologetically smiles at her boyfriend. oddly enough, hao likes to go shirtless despite feeling feverish. she grabs a light blanket and wraps it around his shoulders, just enough warmth for hao not to shiver.

sitting in front of hao, ganda places her thumbs underneath his brows– merely pressing pressure on it as hao groans as he shuts his eyes. she does it for a few minutes, giving it a 1 minute interval in between. ganda switches over to his hand, pressing the skin in between his thumb and pointer finger.

patting his cheek, her hand is soft against his hair as she runs her hand through the blond mop of hair, "dapa ka muna, hon." ganda says while hao silently follows as he lies on his stomach and puts the blanket aside, getting comfortable as ganda warms up the massage oil in her hands. she gets on top of him and puts her knees on eitherside of his hips as she rubs her hands together, she then warmly places her hands on hao's shoulder, running her thumbs on his skin as she unravels the knot in them, making him groan when she hits the exact spot he wants her to. ganda swiftly moves over to the middle, putting pressure on his back using the bottom part of her palm.

drawing a little heart on his back, ganda smiles when hao giggles as he feels her finger drawing on his back. ganda hops off of his back and sits beside hao who kept lying on his stomach, she flashes back the same smile that hao flashes at her as a thank you. placing her hand on his head, she pats him delicately, "tulog ka muna, hon. i'll wake you up later for dinner." ganda says as hao hums, he takes her hand off of his head and instead holds onto it as he shuts his eyes close before succumbing to his slumber.

[edwardashley]

first outfit new clothes!!!!!

[wizkiddx]

If your request are open, vouldd you then make something where reader is thicc and is scared to sit on Tom's lap, but Tom doesn't mind at all, he just adores you no matter what.

a/n just a friendly remind EVERYONE is the best version of themselves no matter what, you do you, for you <33

I hope this is okay anon, sorry don't feel like this is v good so im sorry x

warnings: body image/weight issues / low self esteem / implied SMUT

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Awkward. That’s what it was. You didn’t intend for it to be this way… god you hated it so much and even if you somewhat blamed yourself- nothing could diffuse the awkward air in the room. It was stupid too, you had been with Tom for a month now. And it wasn’t like your whole evening had been this awkward and hellish, in fact, quite the opposite.

Date night had consisted of Tom cooking attempting a fancy steak and homemade fries meal for you both. While it had looked a lot less impressive than Tom’s plans (a sad looking lump of meat)- it had still been the perfect evening. Especially since given Tom’s public persona, neither of you dared to go out for dinner together - arguably a shitty attempt at cooking was more fun though.

You’d honestly never felt more special, more free or at ease than this evening. Until you and Tom had both moved to the sitting room (which he’d forced a stubborn Harry out of) for a movie night. He had gone to the loo whilst you prepared for the movie, only re-entering the room when your back was turned to read the back of the old DVD case. Seizing his opportunity with a mischievous smirk, Tom crept up behind you, wrapping his arms round your waist and then pulling the two of you down to the sofa- both your bodies spinning in an uncoordinated manner as your shrieked.

You’d landed on top of him, your chest and belly pressed up against his and you instantly hated it.

Your relationship with your own body image was possibly the most complicated and toxic relationship you’d had in your life. To be honest, you’d never felt super comfortable in his own skin; but last year after you’d put on a little extra weight, the nagging voice in your head became impossible to ignore. And it made everything more difficult. It ruled out half the fashionable high street shops- who seem to only cater to people of a certain build. It meant you would much rather sweat your ass off in boiling heat, than dare to take your jacket off and expose what you thought to be ‘far from the ideal’ body type.

But worst off it made intimacy impossible.

Just like now, as you felt your were crushing Tom’s chest, quickly scrambling upwards and landing on the opposite side of the sofa. Tom wasn’t blind or ignorant, he’d seen the flash of fear as you’d desperately climbed away from him; he saw the defeated look as you sat dead ahead, refusing to look at him and awaiting him to start the movie. What he was less sure on though, was how to handle it. The last thing he wanted to do was make you feel uncomfortable and question you. Which is why he quickly leaned over and grabbed the remote to hit play.

Thats how the opening scenes of ‘Crazy, stupid, love’ started. Both of you sitting awkwardly upright, like you were in school, eyes solely looking straight ahead. The atmosphere was tense to say the least, your breath hitching at the slightest movement Tom made- from what you could see out the corner of your eye. Which of course, he noticed.

So, without much pre-planning in his head, Tom hit pause on the remote and instantly turned to you, seeing your confused gaze. He neeeded to say this.

“You know you’re so beautiful.” He said it so astutely, so point-blanc and so seriously you had a harder time than normal brushing it off.

“Tom no I-“

“No I’m serious. You are so beautiful and it hurts me that you don’t see what I see. Alright?”

“no I-“ You were gulping like a fish, stammering between the two words before Tom cut you off again, voicce louder this time.

“I said alright? As in do you understand?” He sighed, tone softening as the confusion and embarrassment on your face said it all. “I’m serious Y/n. I get that you have issues with some parts of yourself and I’m not going to cure that in one night but… I want, no, I need you to know how beautiful I think you are.”

“It’s not your fault.” Rather you answered a different question entirely, one you had made up in your head.

“But I want it to be my business to help you fix. I know its your journey but I want to be there. Will you let me?”

“You’re getting all this because of one rugby tackle awkward moment?”

“No, but I do want you to feel comfortable with me, okay?”

“Okay.” Your voice was barely above a whisper but Tom heard and replied with a breathy laugh, which made you pull your gaze up from picking at your fingers. And sure enough, he was sporting the warmest and kindest smile, the type that gave you no choice but to return, like it was infectious.

“How about we start…” He held his hands out which you took, eyebrows furrowing as he pulled you further and further towards him. “-with me showing you just how beautiful you are.” His voice was intoxicating, almost distracting you from the fact he kept pulling you over him on the sofa, to the point you had to move your knees and kneel eitherside of his legs to keep balance. Once your face was barely centimetres from his, both your eyes flitting between eyes and lips - Tom shifted his hands to your waist and slowly applied a downward pressure.

Your breath hitched because you knew what he was asking you to do. He wanted you to sit completely on his lap, which terrified you.

But then he whispered a ‘dont worry’ and hooked his lips against yours. The movements slow and sensual, as you got lost in the moment, lost in the warmth that radiated from the boy.

Too lost to notice, to care, or to be conscious of your weight against his legs. Because really… did it matter? When you had a boy in front of you who liked loved every single part of you.

Your worth wasn’t defined by Tom, but he did do a hell of a lot to see you for what you really were.

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[oh-for-fic-sake]

Fearfull Proposal

Summary: henry plans a romantic proposal... and instead of coming clean about your secret fear of heights and ruining his romantic plan, you put on a brave face... well until your nearing the top of the london eye.

Warnings: fear, fluff, swearing, typos.

You quivered as you rose higher and higher over londons skyline.

Fuck why? Why the fuck had you got in this dangling glass death trap. A faulty few bolts and you'd be plummeting into the fucking thames!

Henry was standing by the window looking out at the glittering lights in awe.

You were standing with your back turned to the houses of Parliament hands clutching the rail eitherside of you knuckles white. Knees knocking.

God this was the stupidest thing you'd ever fucking done! And it was your own fault.

"Babe, look! God big ben looks soo small never been on this at night"

You hummed nodding but continued looking to the floor.

Henry paused when you didnt correct him with the whole 'big ben is the bell' you usually countered

He turned looking back to you and his stomach dropped.

"Babe? Whoa are you okay there love?" He asked frowning as he saw your eyes clenched shut almost as if you were in pain.

You were trembling and pale to the point he fearded youd pass out.

"Here come sit down and relax, i packed some snacks-" he said placing the specially packed bag of snacks and screw top mini wine bottles.

"No! No I'm fine... I will just stay here... By the saftey bar" you said giggling nervously sparing him a glance and patting the metal you were holding onto for dear life..

Henry faltered and really took in your apperance unsure what to do. It wasn't like he could get you off, you had to ride the ride.

"Babe? Are you scared of heights?"

"Nooo dont be sillyeee- OH MY GOD IM GONNA FUCKING DIE!" you began laughing him off then screamed as the ride stopped.

Instantly you ducked crouching whilst wrapping your arms around the silver bar shouting bloody murder.

It didn't help you were bathed in purple light so couldn't see shit.

Henry got up and rushed to you standing over you arms rounding you holding you securly.

"No, no its fine love... shh its fine baby, they said it could stop to let people on poppet remember?" He said quickly rubbing your sides as you cowered trying to fend off the temptation to look at the thames below.

"Y-yeah fuck hen- im sorry i just..." you mewled turning towards him tucking your head to his chest.

"Scared of heights huh? Why didnt you tell me?" He sighed pressing kisses to your head as you whimpered adn the ride began moving once again.

"Because you went to all this trouble, you planned this surprise and i didnt want to ruin it, you were soo excited" you sniffled blinking at him.

"Hey shh you silly girl, you should have told me. You wouldnt have ruined anything you silly sausage" he cooed winding himself around you tighter.

He was actually annoyed at himself, how the fuck had he not known his girlfriend of a year and a half was scared of heights?

He'd suspected a fear of heights when you both went on holiday for your birthday, but youd managed to convince him it was a fear of flying and planes... not heights.

And come to think of it you didnt even like the glass lifts in shopping centers, you ran to the corner and held on eyes locked onto the doors the entire time.

So this was the worst surprize he could of planned for tonight. Things weren't going to plan. Fuck.

"Babe im sorry" he apologised feeling like an asshole.

"No no dont be, this was extremly sweet bear" you said quickly not wantin to make him feel bad fpr your own short commings.

"Theres noting sweet about terrifying you"

"Do... do you want to sit down? Ill hold you the entire time" he offered peaking to the central bench where both your bags sat.

"I.. yes okay i think sitting will be better" you said then yipped as he prompty scooped you up and placed you in his lap securly.

"Im so sorry love, I just wanted to make this special and romantic" he muttered holding you as close as he could letting you know that you were safe and sound.

"It is! It is love really im just a baby" you said quickly grasping his face pulling him closer before peppering his face with kisses.

"Your not a babe we all have our fears" he said quietly pressing his forehead to yours.

"You dont" you sighed closing your eyes trying to ignore the snails pace of the pod that still rose over london.

You could barely feel it, but your fear amplified it.

"Oh but i do~" he replied peering at you, as yur eyes fluttered open.

"Like what?" The questionnescaped before you could think.

"No" he said eyes now becoming worried, anxiety clouding them.

"No?"

"Yes, at the moment thats my biggest fear" he said releasing a shakey breath as you frowned at him not following but didnt dwell as your ees darted to the side seeing the houses

"You see, i was trying to be all romantic and wait untill we got tp the top, but i think you'll be too terrified"

"Henry?" You said leaning back unsure about the serious tone he seemed to take.

"I brought us here, to the spot we met two years ago today..." he said drawing deeper breaths as the reality of what was about to happen hit him.

"Was it really?" You asked surprized he'd remember something like that. Anniversary? Definitely. But the day you first met? And asked for a selfie with a series of embarrassing squeaks? No you didnt think he'd remember.

"Yep. I remember doing a promo and shoot on this thing, then got off and was sat next to you in wagamama"

"And i squeaked for a selfie" you groaned with a small giggle.

"Im glad you did, i scanned instagram for days after- scouring my hashtag trying to find you... i kicked myself for not getting your number~"

"I still cant belive you did that... but im gld you did henry"

"Who'd have thought the nervous little thing trying not to even breath in my direction would be my girlfriend six months down the line"

"Or that we'd last this long?" You quipped at him trying to reme,ber to breath.

"And.. hopefully a lifetime? Despite me dragging you intoyour actual living nightmare- which i promise to never do again! Not even lifts"

You scowled and tilted your head to him not sure if you heard him correctly.

Untill he pulled the small velvet box from his pocket.

"Henry?! What? You cant be serious?"

"Oh but i am love, as much as i want to do this right and drop to one knee i doubt you'll thank me for releasing you?"

"Dont you dare let me go!"

"I think you'll find im trying to do the opposite~" he chuckled opening the box revealing the simple elegant ring three tiny diamonds.

"Im trying to marry you..."

You gasped eyes glazing over as you locked on to the dainty ring pinched between his fingers.

"I love you y/n, and i want to know if you'd become my wife and share your life with me. Will you marry me?"

"Oh god yes of course its a yes henry i love you bear!" You cried throwing your arms around him making him grunt and quickly clench his fist arohnd the ring before he dropped it.

He groaned into you rocking from side to side littering your head with kisses before peeling you away to sit the ring on your finger.

You looked at the glittering stones on your finger weeping. You may have been cursing yourself for getting into this godforsaken glass bauble in the sky.

But now you were he happiest woman alive.

"I love you bear"

"I love you too"

"Would you like some wine? I brough the little cute bottles you like" he offered nodding to the bag of snacks.

"Err lets not push it hun" you whined not sure wine at this altitude was a good idea.

You kept glancing at him still sniffing and giggleing unable to look from your ring for long.

"Gotcha, no wine"

"You look surprized i said yes?"you quipped needing to talk and take your mind off the fact your at the tippity top.

"I made you face one of your nightmares i thought you'd slap me silly when i ask" he scoffed pressing a kiss to your cheek unable to stop.

"Never love... but please never ever get on this thing again okay?" You pleaded fluttering your lashes at him pleading.

"I swear. Never again, but seeing as this is our one and only ride we should take a few selfies? Mark the occasion?" He said standing letting your feet hit the floor but never once did he let go.

"Absolutly, gotta show off my new fiancé" you hummed rising to share another kiss with him not really paying attention to the height you'd now reached, you had more important things to think about. Like sharing the rest of your life with this glorious man.

"My thoughts exactly" he grinned pulling out his phone aiming it at the two of you, makeing sure to have the hand that rested on his chest donning his ring in shot.

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