honkai: star rail is just so much more āneurodivergent chronically ill person with a fullātime jobā friendly than genshin because i can just put them on auto battle and they do all the work themselves like??? with genshin i have to go do 4 daily commissions and use up 4-5 condensed resin per day and throughout all of that i have to run around and fight everything myself like???
idk i am just. Tired. and genshin impact is a marvelous game but it also sucks (in so many different ways) but unfortunately i still love kaeya with every fiber of my being so i will be eagerly waiting for 3.8 and then after that??? who knows idgaf about fontaine tbqh none of the characters look interesting and everything about it bores me so š¤·š¼āāļø plus idk star rail just seems... better??? in every way??? (besides the fact that they donāt have kaeya ofc) like i have saved more jades than i have EVER saved primos in genshin and i even wished a ton to get jing yuan??? the rewards are more/better and the ease of playing is better and less tedious and annoying AND THEREāS NO PAIMON (truly one of the best things about hsr tbqh)... yeah idk. i will always love genshin but after i participate in the kaeya content in the 3.8 update i think iām just gonna take a legitimate genshin break for a while
you were used to jungkook making the first move every single time but this particular night, you couldn't help but change things up a little bit.
PAIRING jungkook x (fem) reader
GENRE r18+ (minors dni pls)
WORD COUNT 4.1k (this is def not a drabble anymore but its like 70% smut anyway saur š¤·š¼āāļø)
WARNINGS/MISC jk in grey tracksuit š¢ oc is not a procrastinator everybody booed. kinda domestic vibes everyone wants to have what they have including ms delusional me !! this is my literally me fic kinda (this is literally just oc thirsting over jungkook OEBDIDHSJEB) also imagine 3D jungkook guys.... šš¼ smut warnings: oral s*x (m&f receiving, 69 position), penetrative s*x, multiple positions, overst*mulation, creampies, unprotected s*x (dont fls šš¼)
NOTES heyyy so i reread cnbl last night and scrolled thru unanswered messages on my inbox and found these 2 (amongst many IEBDIDHSHD) drabble reqs for cnbl and decided to write it bcs i love and miss them!! unfortunately i lost my ao3 password and i have nowhere to post this so whatever im gonna start posting here again LMFAOOOO. anyway, i hope u guys enjoy this š this is most esp dedicated to the second anon i hate college as well i hope this drabble brings you joy āŗļø
ā¼ļøCN&BL FULL FIC CAN BE READ HERE
You missed who you were thirty minutes ago.
Before Jungkook arrived, you were extremely focused on the essay you've been stalling to get done since last week.
You were set on finishing the paper tonight, determined to submit it a day prior to the deadline ā which is two days from now. You've never been a procrastinator and you wouldn't dare start now. But ever since Jungkook called, arriving a little over five minutes after your conversation on the phone and entering your dorm room, you have never been the same. Gone was your will to finish your essay; it yeeted out the window the moment he came in.
It wasn't that he was doing anything wrong, per se. He wasn't pestering you or doing anything to distract you from doing whatever it was you were doing. During the phone call, Jungkook told you he just wanted to hang around and you were in on it. "As long as I finish this essay without you doing anything funny" ā that, was what you said. Joking, a little pointed, when he came barging in your door, socks on and hair still slightly wet from the shower he most probably had at his own apartment.
When you said those words, the goof just wiggled his brows, smirking with a look of mischief written all over his face, and then kissed you in such an unnecessarily passionate way that had you internally keening when he broke away. That gave you an initial idea that he would, indeed, do some funny business. If you were honest to yourself, you wouldn't have really minded that at all.
That was thirty minutes ago. Jungkook surprisingly hasn't tried to touch you at all for the past thirty minutes. In the present, he is just sprawled on your bed watching something on your stupid iPad, airpods plugged in both ears, letting you work in peace on your laptop.
Thirty minutes ago, that would've been fine. Because ultimately, you could focus on your essay and finish it then pass it way before the deadline but no, your problem right this moment does not lie on phonology, it lies on why does Jungkook have to lean his back on the headboard, thick eyebrows meeting each other every now and then as he watched his movies, and put that white t-shirt and grey sweatpants on himself?
You've been having an internal battle with yourself trying to fight the urge to look over your shoulders for him every three damn minutes, groaning quietly as you thought about how Jungkook looked so ridiculously hot doing the bare minimum. Literally nothing. He was doing absolutely nothing. And he was making you feel weird in your belly!
Wait. Is it your period? It ended two weeks ago, though, so that is definitely not that. Maybe you are ovulating? You'd have to check your flow app.
Absent-mindedly, you let out the begrudging moan you've been trying to hide.
"God."
As if alarmed, Jungkook suddenly shoots up and speaks after what felt like centuries.
"You okay? Am I bothering you here?" He said, voice dripping with honey and face full of concern. You got even hornier.
Oh my god. You wanted to cry.
You send him a tight-lipped smile. "I'm fine. And uh, no. You're good."
Jungkook doesn't pry further and goes back to his binge. Meanwhile, you force yourself to think of something.
Another long five minutes later, and you are still halfway done with your essay. The unfinished document only seems to taunt you. So, you let out another sigh, quite quiet this time so you don't make Jungkook think he was being an inconvenience. You made up your mind and just decided to give in to your urges.
You shut your laptop down instead of pressing sleep as you are sure there is no way you can do any more work tonight.
Standing up from your seat, you approach Jungkook on your bed.
He looks up at you the moment you hovered over him, taking his eyes off the iPad. When the mattress dips from your weight, Jungkook's lips stretch into a cute smile.
Your horniness dissipates a little over his adorable face.
"Done?" He asks, lifting a hand over your face to tuck a strand of hair away that you didn't even notice. You shake your head. Jungkook leans down to kiss your cheek. "So, tired?"
You scrunch your nose. "Kinda."
He kisses your mouth when a pout forms there.
"Eaten anything yet?" Jungkook scoots over to the side to make room on the bed for you. You fit yourself in the space, albeit tight (this was a dorm room, alright), and Jungkook is quick to slide his arm under your neck while he still holds the iPad on the other.
"Just reheated some leftover pasta from last night." You cringe over your last meal. It didn't taste good at all but you were way too hungry and delivery took forever to your dorm.
Jungkook seems to know that that pasta was shit, but he doesn't comment on that. Just hums and kisses the side of your head.
Ugh.
"Wanna order something in? Thai?" He suggests, looking at you.
But right now, eating Thai or whatever is the last thing on your mind. Though you would like to eat something else.
You tell him so. Except the last part, of course. Please. You have decorum.
"Uhm, no. I think I'll pass on that. Unless you haven't eaten." you say, playfully pointing a finger to his chest.
You had a smart remark on your tongue, something along the lines of, "Then why'd you offer to eat if you already have, weirdo" but to be honest with yourself, you already knew why. Jungkook liked seeing you eat. Dude practically buys most of your meals, now that you think about it.
But your still horny-adled brain went to go and tell your hand to search for his bare stomach under his shirt. And so it did. Forget about having decorum, shame is out the door when you press your palm to the flat surface of his stomach.
"Doesn't feel full at all." You commented, feeling the hard ridges of his abs. You hate them right now. But you would also really, really, like to see them.
Jungkook only chuckles at that. Before he can say anything, you ask him, "Hey, quick question."
"Hm?"
"Can I suck your dick?"
"Huh?" Jungkook, ever the man he is, put the iPad away for the first time since he's been here. Confused, but still, you could not have mistaken the look of pure interest in his face the moment you asked him that.
"I want to suck your dick, if you let me." You say, clearing yourself up. You are putting on a brave face, but internally, you are screaming.
So what if this thing between you has been happening for likeā¦ ten months now, almost a year? Jungkook was usually the one to always initiate sex and blowjobs were almost a rare occurrence in your sex life because you told him it hurt your knees but the real reason was because you didn't think you were very good at it. Jungkook never asks for it either, and sometimes you feel bad for only reciprocating handjobs during oral sex quickies but! He never says anything about it so maybe that was fine? Anyway, it's not like this is gonna be your first time sucking him. It's just the first time you initiated with your own words.
"Oh, you're serious?" Jungkook scoots over to his side and lays sideways to prop himself up. "Really?" He has an excited smile on, and you know that because of the way his eyes crinkle.
"Don't make me repeat it." You say pointedly, pushing him a little bit. Jungkook doesn't even budge at the slight attack, only holds your hands in his.
"No, I justā¦ I thought you said no fooling around tonight." He says.
You shrug. "Yeah, well."
You don't expect him to tug you closer to him using his hold on you, and you were thankful you managed to suppress a loud squeal when he laid on his back and caught your whole body on top of his.
"I guess you can't resist my charm, after all." Jungkook says, grabbing a handful of your ass.
"Jungkook, please, you're scaring my lady boner off." You roll your eyes as you adjust yourself on top of him to get more comfortable.
"Take care of my gentleman boner then, baby." He counters and just because of that you avoid the kiss he was about to give you.
"Don't ever say gentleman boner ever again." You pinch his nipple and he let out a laugh at your petty retort. You knew he was sensitive there. But even then, you were starting to feel the growing need concealed under his sweats, and you were set on giving him the blowjob of his life tonight for some reason.
"I have a suggestion to make," Jungkook says suddenly, stopping you from crawling down to his body. You arch your brow at him, he continues, "I don't think we've ever tried sixty-nine, yet, haven't we? Because I also really want to eat you out right now."
"Oh, well, yeahā¦" you nod. You find yourself heating up at the way he casually tells you the last part.
"Soā¦?"
You haven't really tried that either, and not just with him, but also with your other sex partners that only really summed up to less than four people, and that's including Jungkook. Anyway, the sixty-nine position sounded interesting.
"Okay, sure." You shrug.
"Fuck, you're the best."
This time, you give in to the kiss he gives you and pretty much after that it turns into a heavy make-out session with Jungkook fondling your boobs underneath your overused highschool PE shirt while you ground down against his erection that only kept growing harder as seconds passed.
You are panting when you break away, a string of saliva in between your lips, breathing for some air. Jungkook kisses his way down your neck, suckling on your skin and soothing it with his tongue.
"Take your shirt off," you say, already impatiently tugging at the hem of his clothing.
Without a word, Jungkook frees himself from the fabric. "You too, and your panties. Please."
You chuckle at the "please" but nonetheless straddle him to take your shirt off. Jungkook looks up at you with hooded eyes, massaging the bare skin of your waist as you wriggle your hair out of the neckline. He grips your waist as you lift your bum off his stomach, pulling your panties and shorts down in one go one leg to another.
"Shit," Jungkook hissed at the sight of your glistening pussy that has gotten wet overtime, hands roaming all over your body like he doesn't really know where to touch. Always fascinated and in awe with what you show him, always so eager, so touchy. And you always love his undivided attention. Makes you feel like a princess for some reason. Doesn't help that he calls you that sometimes, too.
"Oh, fuuck," he groaned when you sat on his stomach. You couldn't help but let out a quiet moan, too, feeling his hot skin and your cold pussy touching together. "Angel, fuck, come here, let me kiss you."
You lean down to kiss him and he quickly reciprocates, his tongue entering your parted mouth, swirling and licking inside, taking your breath away. You could feel yourself smearing your wet mess on his abs but you couldn't really care less, not when Jungkook looked like he couldn't, too, squeezing every inch of you he could get his hands on. And they were everywhere, alright. Your breasts, your waist, hips, ass, his thumb on the inside of your thighs, all the while kissing you like he was hungry for it.
Jungkook jostles you a little when he lifts himself up a little to slide down the grey sweatpants you have a love and hate relationship with, his dick shooting up his abdomen and touching your ass as a result.
He stops kissing you.
"Alright, one more minute of you grinding against me will make me nut. Sit on my face now, baby."
Blood shoots up your cheeks, making you feel hot. A little funny, given what you are doing right now. But he can't just be so casual about it! He was asking you to sit on his face like he was telling you the grass is green. Regardless, you kiss him one last time.
"Don't suffocate." You warned him, already reversing your position as easily as you can so that your back is facing him.
You hear Jungkook chuckling from behind. "Please, I'll die happily suffocating in this pussy."
"Please don't talk about dying." You deflect, already feeling so shy about the whole thing. Indeed it was your first time to try this position, and you quite didn't know how to act. You wonder if he's done this already in the past, but found yourself irritated at the thought of him doing this with anybody else. You'd have to assess what that feeling of irritation means later.
"Hmm," Jungkook hums, grabbing the globes of your ass and fondling them before you could even properly place your knees on both sides of his head. With his hold on the flesh, he pulls you closer to him until you feel his breath on your core. "Ah, shit, will never get tired of this pussy, baby. Fuck, you're so wet."
You try to focus your attention on his hard dick against his stomach, veiny and rigid, red at the tip and shining with pre-cum. Wrapping your fingers around the base, you lean down a little more so that you can begin teasing him.
But Jungkook beats you down to it as he licks a long stripe across your pussy. It has you keening and stumbling a little over, feeling so good at the contact of his tongue against your sex. You hear him hiss before he says, "Come on, pretty, sit on my face, don't hover."
You hesitate before giving in, and Jungkook is quick to continue the ministrations of his tongue on your pussy. The position was so new to you but you couldn't help but think it was so good, feeling him this way, albeit still a little conscious about cutting off his air supply. But as Jungkook starts licking and sucking, you remember his cock in your hand and it prompts you to stroke him up and down; slow, because your mind is cloudy from the way you could hear the slick of your pussy from Jungkook's licking.
Leaning down, you kiss the head of his cock, licking his pre-cum off the top. There was Jungkook's groan again, and you thought that was a good sign, then continued to suck his tip a little just to see it getting even redder.
Jungkook suddenly gets more aggressive in the ministrations of his tongue, from his slow yet precise strokes, he starts increasing speed, fingers getting tighter on your asscheeks, the tip of his tongue prodding at your entrance giving you a taste of being full.
It prompted you to whimper, Jungkook only humming, seemingly pleased with himself. Letting out a shaky breath, you resume stroking his cock, twisting your fingers around the base. Soon, you lean even closer so that you can wrap your lips around the head.
Jungkook's groan was a pure sinful sound of pleasure as you did so. Nevermind that he was having his own feast on your pussy, you were determined to make him cum. And to do that was to suck on the tip gently at first, swirling your tongue on the cum that's building up on it. You joined the motion of it with your hand stroking the shaft up and down, cheeks hollowed and sucking the air in your mouth to create a suction that has Jungkook slightly jolting in his position.
"Oh, fuck yeah, baby, that's it, you're so good at thisā¦ shit," He says behind you, moving his mouth off your pussy and replacing it with two fingers. Jungkook slides them in easily, the squelching sound so apparent it cannot be mistaken for anything else if there was anybody but you two in the room. "You like this, baby? Hm? You're taking my fingers and my cock so well."
You moaned around his cock, heat starting to spread all over your body as Jungkook began to join his digits with his own mouth, devouring your pussy like he always does when he goes down. You start losing your rhythm on his cock, choking on it a third time now as you haven't really managed to fit it all in your mouth. You've always tried to, but he's always been a little too big for you. If it was a skill issue, you didn't care, Jungkook enjoys it just as much as you do.
When Jungkook rubs your clit, that's when you start shaking on your knees, threatening to crumble down.
As if he knew what was coming, Jungkook suddenly says, "Don't come yet, baby, not now." and you swear you would have actually cried.
What you didn't expect is Jungkook suddenly sitting up, his hands gripping your hips so that you don't jostle on top of him. You let go of his dick as he slides you off his body, and you let him manhandle you into sitting on his cock that slides in too easily like your pussy was fine silk. You now sit on top of him in what seems to be like a reverse cowgirl position, except that you aren't the one in control of your own movements.
"Oh, K-kook ā Jungkook!" you yelped as he bounced you on his rigid dick, your body melting against his.
"Shh, take my cock, angel. You can do that for me, right? You're so pretty right now, I wish you could see yourself." Jungkook whispers against your hair, and you pathetically nod, craning your neck up at him to seek for his mouth. He smiles at you, the gentle nature of it so contrasting to the way he was controlling your hips, bouncing you in and out of his cock. "My pretty little angel."
He kisses you passionately, and as seconds passed his hands began to travel upwards to cup your breast, fondling it in his hand and pinching your nipple. You also started to initiate your pwn movements, meeting Jungkook's thrusts from below you, all the whole moaning in his mouth at the pleasure of his cock touching every crevice of your pussy.
The feeling of this never gets old even if you've done it exclusively and quite constantly with each other for the past ten months. Sex with Jungkook is always just so intense it always keeps you on your toes.
"K-kook, I'm cumming," you gasped in his mouth, feeling that build up in your belly
"Hm," Jungkook leaves your boob in favor of your pussy. Kissing you one last time on the mouth, he leans against your shoulder to watch as he spreads your nether lips. You look down to his hand there, fingers spreading the lips apart witnessing your own hole getting split open by his engorged cock. The sight was so lewd and obscene you couldn't help your moan. Then, Jungkook begins rubbing your clit again, fast and with a purpose, this time to make you finish. And he finally gives you the green light to do so. "You can cum now, baby."
And as if prompted by his simple words, you came, feeling a gush of wetness coming out of your pussy. You watch the way Jungkook kept his fingers in there, massaging your hole and kissing your neck.
"Jungkookā¦" you bury your face into the crook of his neck as you come down from your high, pussy throbbing and spasming from the intense feeling of cumming. He did edge you from when he ate you out.
"Good girl."
And again, Jungkook changes your position. From sitting up, you are now laid against the bed again, with him switching your positions so now he's the one hovering and you underneath him. He grabs your hips up and enters your pussy once again, sliding his cock in and out to chase his own orgasm. Your moans only encourage him to go faster, his grunts filling the room.
"Oh, that's it, Kook, you come for me too." You say, reaching for his stomach with one hand and fondling your own boob with other for his own consumption. Jungkook always liked seeing you play with them.
"Yeah, you're so sexy like that," he says, even picking up his speed higher.
Soon, he was cumming with a pained groan, and you didn't expect to cum a second time the same time he did.
Another gush of slickness slides down your pussy while Jungkook pulled out completely. But he was putting it in again a second later, rubbing his dick against your core. You sigh, partly at the sensitivity but also how pleasurable it all still felt even though you've come twice now in the span of almost what? ā thirty minutes? Maybe an hour?
"Pretty fucking pussy you've got here, baby," Jungkook says before pushing his cum back into you, making you cry out. "Never gonna get enough of this. Of you."
You whimpered, clinging to his forearms as he continued his actions.
"Cum for me one more time?" He asks, staring deeply into your eyes.
And you couldn't possibly do that. Coming twice was not at all what you envisioned your night to be, thrice was a heart attack. But at the same time, you couldn't really resist his pleading eyes and his deep voice and his still hard cock pushing his creampie deeper into you.
So you nod your head, and Jungkook leans down to swipe the strand of hairs that sprouted all over your face overtime, wet on the hairline from your sweat, just before he slides his cock all the way in again, repeating that in and out routine, the slamming and the bottoming out, the quickening oh his pace and your toes curling once again that impeded your orgasm for the third time that night.
When you finished, exhausted and spent the fuck out, Jungkook laid on your boobs and kissed all over, playing with one of your nipples in his other hand. You were flat on the bed, dead weight, looking up at the ceiling and closing your eyes to cool yourself from what had just happened.
"Okay, that's enough, Kook, we gotta clean up." You say, massaging the soft curls on the top of his head.
He only let out a non-committal hum.
"Jungkook."
"Yes, baby?"
"Enough sex. I'm fried." You say, pulling his hair slightly to make him look up at you. But that was a bad decision of course 'cause he only seemed to enjoy the teasing.
"Just saying hello to these amazing boobs of yours." You rolled your eyes at his retort, nonetheless accepting it.
"Thanks, I guess."
Eventually, Jungkook stopped being clingy and finally found the will to fetch a wet rag from the bathroom. He cleaned you up and and you didn't bother dressing up except the panties you asked him to get for you. Soon after that, you cuddle together in bed.
"Hey," Jungkook suddenly whispers behind you, fingers massaging your hip, mouth press to your head. You hum. "I think we should do that more."
You try to look over your shoulder. "What? The sex?" you say, chuckling.
Jungkook pinches your hip. "Yeah, I told you we should have sex everyday. But that's not the point, I meant the sixty-nine."
"Well, first of all, having sex everyday is physically not possible," you roll your eyes though he couldn't see. "Second, I enjoyed that position, too. A little bit distracting, but definitely really enjoyable."
Jungkook agrees. "I think you just gave me the best blowjob of my life, if you wanna know."
"Really?" you confirmed, smiling up at him.
"Almost nutted when you sucked my head."
You chuckle, slapping his chest and roll your eyes again for how many times now?
"No but seriouslyā¦" Jungkook suddenly turns, indeed, serious. But he's still smiling, though, just a little less playful with his tone. "What was with you tonight? Did you finish that essay?"
Oh god, your essay. Right.
You feel your cheeks heat up a little remembering how you were basically thirsting over him him a while ago. And for no reason too.
Despite cringing internally, you shrug. "No, not really, but submission's two days from now and I just wanted to kiss you, I guess."
That made Jungkook's smile even bigger. He doesn't say anything more but only scoots even closer to your neck, kissing your hair.
"Hm, I always wanna kiss you too, and I do. But I love it when you ask for it."
Can you write any stuff about Jungwon obsessed with your tits, like, I can't stop imagining him grabbing your tits anytime, even if it doesn't mean anything sexual, he just loves them. Imagining him just cumming on your boobs and spreading all of it over them, I just need him :(
jungwon is sooooo a tits guy, I donāt make the rules here I just follow them š¤·š¼āāļø š¤
jungwon being titty obsessed would be an understatement. specifically obsessed with your tits. he has to have his hands cupping them literally all the time. in sexual ways and non sexual ways. it doesnāt matter the time, day, or place, he wants or has his hands squeezing them.
he doesnāt care who is watching either. heāll walk up behind you in the middle of you talking to your friends or the other members and just grab your tits as if itās completely normal to grab your girlfriends breasts in the middle of a party as you speak to whoever it is.
jungwon makes cooking hard. heāll stand behind you, resting his head on top of yours as he watches you cook with his hands pressed against your tits, softly squeezing them. it almost always ends up with you either sending him out of the kitchen with a pout on his face so you can continue cooking or you bent over the other side of the countertop as he fucked into your cunt with his hands still very much on your tits as lunch/dinner is forgotten about.
cuddling with jungwon ends up the same way. either fucking on the couch/bed with his hands squeezing your tits tightly or him just sleeping peacefully behind you hands still wrapped on your tits. even cock warming is the same. youāll be making out and straddling his lap with his cock deep inside you but neither of you moving, yet his hands are still up your shirt squeezing the fat.
itās way worse when sex is involved. it doesnāt matter the position he has you in, one hand always has to be on your tits. if one hand is working on your clit, the other has both titties in the other hand. one hand squeezing your ass? the other is squeezing your tits. he has you in doggy? hands on your tits. cowgirl/reverse cowgirl? hands on your tits. missionary? hands on your tits. bend over any type of furniture? hands on your tits. pressed against the wall? you guess it, his hands are on your tits.
you love it even more when he grasps your titties when heās wearing rings. the cool of the metal against your skin makes the sensation so much more pleasuring. making goosebumps on your skin and sending chills down your spin.
jungwonās personal favorite is cumming on your tits. heād be fucking into you until the point heās about to bust, sliding out of you so quick to pump his cock a few extra strokes until his hot cum is dripping onto your breasts, making sure every last drop of it was landed on them before both hands are back on them. his fingers and palms spreading his seed every inch of your tits, loving the way you look so fucked out with his cum covering one of his favorite parts of you. it would always be enough to get him hard as a rock again and shoving his cock back into your pussy just to repeat the process again and again.
so yeah, jungwon being so obsessed with your tits is an understanding. thereās no word possible to describe how much he loves them.
alternatively: canāt be discreet to save anyoneās life
in which everyone is curious why the grid princess is still single despite instagram posts from them seem to be giving out another narrative
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logansargeant posted on their story!
alexalbon ur never beating the dating allegations if u keep posting shit like this i fear
kidy/n omg i look so slay in that dress
logansargeant ugh youāre so right bb
lilymhe i need to know where she got this i fear š
logansargeant she said she will text you like a true girls girl āš¼
lilymhe ugh im in love with her
user1 gonna need you guys to announce youāre dating actually
user2 posting this and denying every dating allegation is actually crazy
user3 what if i jump in front of a moving train???
user4 such a boyfriend coded story from someone whoās not her boyfriend
kidy/n posted on their story!
oscarpiastri HAVING FUN WHILE I AM IN MELBOURNE I SEE.
kidy/n is there ever a day u wake up n ur not an outright hater?
oscarpiastri no cause you guys are hanging out without so that really fuels my ability to hate
kidy/n u got ur own gf mate, spend time with her?? >:(
oscarpiastri SHE IS LITERALLY WITH YOU RN TAKING THIS PICTURE
sebastianvettel this doesnāt scream ānot datingā to the rest of the world btw
kidy/n ugh nobody will know grandpa
sebastianvettel wow hater alert
georgerussell63 still not dating i presume? š¤Ø
kidy/n no sir
georgerussell63 i smell a big fat lie i fear
user5 IS THAT LOGAN HUNTER SARGEANT QUEEN?
user6 pls stop lying to the world and just kiss after a race šš¼šš¼
user7 and why exactly is he nOt the one pushing u in a kart??
kidy/n
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kidy/n didnāt see the news cause we were somewhere else
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oscarpiastri having fun without me should be a crime tbh
sebastianvettel this is why u werenāt answering ur phone?? ā¹ļø
lilyzneimer photo credits where? š
kidy/n omg so trueeeeee iām sorry i forgot
charles_leclerc making the uk look fun is a magic power
maxverstappen1 i heard the uk is only fun cause y/n lives there
landonorris whatās all this slander???
logansargeant
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logansargeant the only problem living with your best friend is that every night is party night
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kidy/n why are u telling people weāre alcoholics
oscarpiastri first you move in together, and now youāre not even inviting me to drink???
lilyzneimer cant believe i scored an invitation and u didnt
oscarpiastri wtf
kidy/n lol tough life oscar
user8 wow i thought they lived with oscar ngl
oscarpiastri ugh i wish
user9 why would he? heās got a girlfriend
user10 really not dating?
sebastianvettel not sure how to feel about this
user11 them actually not being romantically involved is my roman empire
user12 in one universe, theyāve GOT to be dating
user13 it HAS TO BE THIS UNIVERSE PLEASE PLEASE PL
kidy/n so based
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āthank you so much for being on the show,ā hannah smiles into the mic. āiām shocked to even receive the email from your pr manager, actually.ā
āno, yeah,ā she grins, nails pressed against her lips, biting down on the bottom. sheās never actually been on a podcast before. āwe were talking about making an appearance somewhere, but iām kinda - very - intimidated by men. i chose this podcast specifically.ā
āoh, you know of our existence,ā emma gushes, giggling slightly. āwe feel so honoured. thank you so much.ā
āhonestly, iām always around men,ā she laughs, scrunching her nose. āi live with a man. so being around women is always a very nice change.ā
āright, you recently moved in with logan sargeant in the uk,ā hannah points out. āif you donāt mind me asking, how did that decision come about? because youāre really good friends with oscar piastri as well, how come he doesnāt live with you guys?ā
āoh, thatās an interesting point,ā emma frowns. āi never thought of that.ā
āyeah, so growing up oscar and logan actually stayed with my family on and off just because theyāve got brothers and sisters that their parents would have to attend to back home,ā she recalls out loud, remembering the sleepovers theyāve spend in the living room with her siblings. āi think when i wasā¦ like 15, oscar was 16, and logan was 17, obviously.
i think my sister and i had a really bad fight that turned the house upside down. i mentioned that i couldnāt wait to move out and never speak to her again ā i was very overdramatic as a teen. and they were like āyeah, thatās a good idea! we should get a place!āā
āoh, so you didnāt even propose the idea of living together?ā
āexactly! they just love inviting themselves to be a part of my life. theyāve got cars while i donāt, so thatās a big plus,ā she laughs. āthen, well, oscar met lily when he was 18 and they got an apartment together after oscar landed reserve driver for alpine. which then left logan and i to kinda figure things out. then, we both landed a contract to race in the 2023 season and both our racing headquarters are in uk, luckily. so we made the decision to move in together earlier this year.ā
āso oscar bailed!ā
āthatās okay,ā she scoffs, waving off the hostās concern. āwe live pretty close by, so lily and oscar are always at our place anyway.ā
āso, i totally donāt wanna get into it. but like, girl to girl,ā hannah grins giddily. āand i promise weāll get into the racing stuff in a bit, but iām just curious.ā
āitās okay because i like you guys,ā she jokes. āask away.ā
āthereās a lot of speculation that you and logan seem to be too close to just be best friends,ā hannah explains. āand itās seemed to be a trend since you were in f2 together, so i just wanna ask you ifā¦ wellā¦ā
she smiles. this isnāt exactly the first time sheās heard that. while they preferred to keep their relationship under wraps for several reasons, her and logan arenāt very discreet either.
there are pictures on the internet, after races where they head to weigh-in together with logan holding her things, laughing as they walk, which is normal. but there are also a couple of pictures where they were caught with loganās hand on her cheek, or of them walking in the paddocks with her hands wrapped around his arm.
sheās not shocked that people talk about their relationship, but more shocked that everyone seems to shrug it off as them being really good friends.
āweāre actually not romantically involved at all,ā she lies, though her cheeks flush up at the thought of her boyfriend. āi think we met really early on in life so weāre super comfortable with each other.ā
āso, youāre setting the record straight. you donāt have a man.ā
she nods firmly. āi donāt have a man. not planning to get one ā iāve just been really busy with my career. if anything, logan is my stand-in date for every event.ā
āthatās true friendship if iāve ever seen one.ā
summary: Y/n always been best friends with the triplets.. until one random day in sophomore year Chris despised Y/n, and till this day Y/n still donāt know why. Nick and Matt will never understand why Y/n has never stopped being sweet and caring to Chris as if nothing ever happened.
warnings: cussing and the fact this is my first time writing anything š¤·š¼āāļø
When Y/n got a text at 12AM that her bestfriend wanted her to come over to go see a new movie, she quickly got out of bed and was heading to her bestfriends house. Y/n didnāt get ready, all she did was throw on a hoodie and called it a day.
All that could be heard was loud music and wind coming in from the windows as Y/n was driving. She wouldāve thought everything was against her because she was hitting every red light making her 15 minutes late.
As soon as she got to her destination she threw her car in to park and made a bee line to the door. When she raises her hand to knock on the door someone was already opening it. Y/nās smile grows seeing Chris but he freezes. āHey chris, how are you?ā she said lowering her hand. All she got from Chris was a mumbled āgoodā as he brushed past her shoulder.
āThatās good!ā she says as she turns to watch him walk away without dropping her smile, Chris continues to take the trash out without another word. Y/n would say she was hurt but truthfully sheās used to it. She makes her way into the house and up the stairs seeing Matt and Nick sitting on the couch both on their phones.
Nick looks up from his phone due to hearing footsteps and he immediately smiles and gets up to bring Y/n into a hug. āIām so sorry iām late, i kept getting stuck in red lightsā she says with a groan, āYouāre good, the movie doesnāt start till 1 so we still have timeā Nick said with a smile. āHey iām here tooā Matt says waving, Y/n laughs and makes her way to hug him.
As sheās mid hug with Matt, Chris coughs and says āwhen are we leaving, i wanna be able to get snacks and Y/n being late is already making it harderā. Y/n sighs and said sheās sorry in a small mumble. āAre you dumb? You can get snacks during the previewsā Nick says with an annoyed sigh. āWhatever letās just goā Chris said obviously annoyed.
Y/n is sat in the back of Mattās car with Nick, showing each other funny memes and Y/n mustāve laughed a little to loud causing Chris to whip his head around and yell āshut up! Your so annoyingā with an eye roll turning back in his seat. Y/n bites the inside of her cheek and sits quietly for the rest of the ride with a small smile to Nick every now and then.
In the movie theater, Nick and Y/n are getting drinks while Matt and Chris are waiting for the snacks and popcorn. āI donāt understand why you let him walk all over you girlā he whispered, Y/n shook her head sighing āIām just hoping one day heāll forgive me for whatever I did that made him so mad at meā. Nick groans loudly at the memory of his dumb brother randomly treating her like shit.
āWhatās your problemā Chris randomly chimes in. Y/n looks up and shoots him a smile before walking to the bathroom. After using the bathroom, she walks out and spots Nick and Matt patiently waiting for her, with Chris nowhere in sight.
The trio makes their way to the theater talking about how excited they are for the movie. āY/n you good?ā Matt says worryingly, āyea iām good, just kinda tiredā she says with a soft smile. They make it into the theater but not going without Chrisās complaints.
After the movie they were walking back to the car, Chris and Matt walking ahead of Nick and Y/n. āDid you see how he was with her??? Thatās the kind of love I want.ā Y/n says with a big smile, āGirl you reject every guy that flirts with youā Nick said with a laugh.
āOnly beca-ā Y/n starts but quickly get interrupted by Chris, āY/n, your never gonna find someone.ā but Chris isnāt done, āremember Jaxon? Yea he only wanted to fuck and then he dippedā Chris said with a sinister laugh. Y/n stops in her tracks and huffs, āYou donāt know what the fuck youāre talking about Chris.ā she rushes past him making sure to hit his shoulder hard.
She makes her way to the car with tears in her eyes threatening to pour out. Jaxon is Y/nās ex who broke up with her just because she wouldnāt put herself out there for him. He didnāt like that he couldnāt have his girlfriend in bed so he broke up with her. Chris knew how sensitive she was about him. So the fact he said that has Y/n steaming out of her ears. She was furious.
Matt unlocked the car so Y/n could get in, she gets in and accidentally slams the door shut. āY/n stop being a fucking crybabyā Chris says while getting in, āChris shut up. Deadass your gonna start something you donāt want to.ā Nick says with a stern voice. āYeah? Start what? Crybaby over here aināt gonna do nothingā Chris says with a laugh. āChris iām asking you for fuck sakes, please shut the hell upā Matt says huffing out a breath.
During the whole argument, Y/n was sat there shaking with tears still threatening to fall out. Chris has never in her life gone this far, yet he still wonāt stop and has no remorse for what he said. They were already half way home and Y/n was sleeping. It was 3 in the morning of course she was asleep.
āChris, you do realize Y/n has never ever yelled at you, until nowā Nick starts, āYou have officially pushed it way too fucking farā. Chris just shakes his head with a laugh. āShe shouldnāt have let him play her like thatā Chris states with a shrug. āYou donāt even know what happened, yet youāre listening to what Jaxon said?ā Matt barks out.
āHe was on our lacrosse teamā Chris starts but gets interrupted by Nick āSo fucking what?? Youāve know Y/n since the 7th grade.ā Chris just sighs turning up the music which ends the conversation.
Matt and Chris make their way into the house while Nick wakes Y/n up. āWake up Y/n/nā Nick gently shakes her. She groans and fluttered her eyes open. āYou staying the night?ā Nick asks as she was getting out of the car with a stretch. āIf you donāt mind, Iām way too tired to drive right nowā
Y/n walks in the house straight to the kitchen to grab water, only seeing Matt on the couch. āDid Chris go to bed?ā she asked with a soft mumble. āYeah I believe soā Matt says with a sweet smile. She slowly nods and walks over to hug both Matt and Nick. Nick whispered while hugging Y/n āI love you girl, iām sorry heās like thatā.
She shrugs with a sigh and walks up the stairs to Nicks room with a small āgoodnightā. When she opens the door, her eyes widened and she lets out a loud gasp.
AHHHH MY FIRST STORY EVER š„°š„°š„° should i make this a series??
warning: google translate used french and spanish, sorry if itās wrong!
part one
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yourusername felt like a dream! thanks again for being there for me yāall!
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ynmybaby GUYS I WAS THERE AND SHE DID AMAZING!! IT WAS LITERALLY A DREAM COME TRUE SHE WAS SO SWEET!! SHE STAYED A LITTLE LONGER AFTER IT WAS OVER SO SHE CAN MEET HER FANS!!! š„¹š„¹š
ynsbabygirl sheās such an angel š„ŗā„ļø
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ynmybaby tbh I was so focused on Y/n I didnāt even look around me from the moment she was on stage lol
timmytimmy i got you girl š®āšØ
chalamtfan guys I donāt think he was there. I mean someone would see him but thereās no pictures of him so idk š¤·š¼āāļø
ynfan2 breathtaking ā¤ļøāš„
username49 Timmy liked again!
randomuser i wish timmy was there tho
yourusername ok so usually I donāt like talk about this stuff, but as you can see, itās my account that youāre commenting on and i was having a good time with you guys but everytime i see comment like this i feel like thatās all Iām worthy of and it makes me uncomfortable. So please be more respectful about this stuff. Take care <3
randomuser youāre right iām sorry. I wonāt bring it up again
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enews TimothĆØe Chalamet showed up at Coachella watching his ex girlfriend Y/n L/nās performance. We are wondering what will āsourcesā say about this.
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timmytimmy I KNEW IT!!
chalamalabingbong OFC HE WAS THERE FOR HIS GIRL
ynfan2 he was so sweet to fan but he was hiding and he never took his eyes off of Y/n š„ŗ
username49384 well it explains everything right???
callmebyyourpeach i wonder if she knows he was there
ynmybaby E! News is on team Y/n&TimothĆØe everyone!!!!!
tchalafann i mean theyāre not wrong š
timmychalamt Guys! I was there and I saw him. He watched her perform and sometimes he sang along with her. He took pictures of her everytime she got close to his side. And Iām not too sure about that but when she started singing āholding onā there was tears in his eyes.
ynmybaby it was their song š„ŗ
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timtim24 Iām actually crying I feel so sad for him. He loses the girl he loves, everyone is making fun of him for something that isnāt even true and now deuxmoi claims that he was dating Taylor and he cheated on her with Kylie.
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timotheefan15 istg that girl is crazy . Leave him alone!!
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tchalametdaily after all this, theyāre still claiming that him and Kylie are officially dating?? Now thatās what I call crazy.
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yourfan8 Iām done š
timmyfan04 HE LITERALLY SAID HE WASNT DATING THAT GIRL OH GOD
randomuser93 i love & support them!
timmytim wtf
ynynyn9 theyāre not even dating š¤”
timmytimmy leave him alone for godās sake!
randomuser look, idk the details of this whole situation but didnāt he literally showed up at his exās performance? There is a video of him looking at her with tears in his eyes and theyāre still talking about that plastic bitch? I wonder how much kris payed them.
ynmybaby Y/n claims that they ended their relationship on good terms but i think there is something else going on. She was asked about timmy this morning and she looked so uncomfortable. I really wonder whatās going on but I donāt want my girl to feel uncomfortable.
username953 what if he really cheated on her?
randomuser no way he would do that to her but i think the rumors are part of the reason they broke up.
randomuser97 ādevil works hard, kris works harder.ā
timmytimmy I still remember when he hyped his girl every chance he got and after she finished her song he said āthatās my girlā and the fans went crazy :((
sweettimmy BRING THEM BACK š
kissmeyn God pls let Timmy and Y/n get back together
username491 I donāt think theyāll get back together
chalametfann he was so excited for his girl (he was literally jumping the moment she got to the stageš) and after the performance him and Y/n met with fans and had so much fun together I MISS THAT SO MUCH
ynmybaby OK OK!! The caption is āIāve been missing you since the moment you left meā in French and Timmyās comment says āI started to miss you as soon as we said goodbye.ā in Spanish.
timmytimmy I love when they talk to each other with their first language š„ŗ
chalametfann SO THEYāRE BACK TOGETHER?? š
kissmeyn YESS!! Theyāve been spotted kissing yesterday!!! š„¹š„¹š„¹
PANCAKE LOVE ā ļ¹ carlos sainz x readerļ¹ āĖā¹ą±Øą§ āļ½”ā¦Ėā
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yourusername pancake love ā¤ļø
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Ā« come and get your looovee Ā» you sang, music blaring in the background while you dance to the music in the kitchen while you were making your breakfast pancake. a really good recipe from your boyfriend.
then a sudden appearance of a lingering hand on your waist surprised you, Ā« hmm, smells good. whatchuā cooking? Ā» he asked, keeping your hair to the side, and kissing your neck afterwards.
Ā« stop, it tickles! Ā» you said, after he kissed it. but it makes him tease you more with an attack kiss into your neck to your jaw. making you laugh even more loud.
Ā« can't help it, you're so good to kiss. Ā» he says, letting go the hold that he has on your waist and walking into the counter behind you.
Ā« oh, what a charmer Ā» you breathe, rolling your eyes playfully, flipping the pancake and continuing to hum your selected song from your playlist.
as you flipped another pancake on the pan, carlos sneakily snitched a pancake from your plate and began to eat it in the background. Ā« mm, tastes awfully similar like mine. Ā» he teased, eyes squinting slightly at her back while she giggle at his words.
Ā« well, i watched your videos. and so many of your fans has tried it, so why don't i try it too. Ā» you smiles, finally finished with the pancakes and finally stacking them in the plate and eating one of the pancakes for you to snack.
Ā« how is it? is it better than yours? Ā» you asked, wiggling your eyebrows at him while bumping your bicep to tease him.
Ā« hmm, it's good. but i think i did it better though, Ā» he smirks and snitch another pancake from the plate and run away from your anticipated chase.
you screamed a loud āhey!ā while you started to chase him, and finally got him while he was still eating your pancake in the room hallway. Ā« just say mine's better, carlos. it won't hurt you. Ā» he just smiled at your words as he took your chin and kissed your lips.
Ā« yeah yeah, i admit. juuuust a tiny bit. Ā» he said, while making a finger gesture of a pinch. you just laugh and continue to kiss him.
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yourusername from pancake to pizza, pasta with love<3
Summary: 6 months ago, Javier PeƱa quite literally bumped into you and changed your life forever. 6 months later, Javi prepares to ask you to spend your forever with him.
Word Count: 13.2K (reasonable of me tbh)
Warnings: SMUT (18+), unprotected p in v sex (wrap before u tap), oral (f receiving), vaginal fingering, creampie, praise kink, massive breeding kink, one use of daddy (in reference to actually being a dad, but STILL), overstimulation, multiple orgasms, mentions of food/eating, Javi being a nervous wreck, so many surprises (hehehehehe), literally so much fluff and love and happiness AHHHHHHHHH
A/N: It's here!!! The moment we've all been waiting for since these two lovebirds first met šššššš I have no words, only loud screams into the abyss bc of how happy and in love these idiots are!!! Thank you to everyone that has been along on this ride, your love and support means more to me than you know š„ŗš«¶š» Also literally not that anyone cares, but I picked May 27th as just a random day when I first started writing, and the way I literally SCREAMED when I found out that Thanksgiving in 1997 fell on November 27th?!?! That, and when I first started, Javi was not proposing until the spring/summer OOPS š¤·š¼āāļøš
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November 27th, 1997.Ā
6 months.Ā
6 months since the day he quite literally bumped into you.Ā
6 months since he had first laid eyes on the most beautiful woman he had ever seen.Ā
6 months since the moment he already knew he was head over heels in love with you.Ā
6 months of waiting to ask the most important question of his life.Ā
Because tomorrow, exactly 6 months from the day he had met you, Javier PeƱa was going to ask you to marry him.Ā
And he was a fucking nervous wreck.Ā
It had killed Javi to wait this long. By conventional standards, 6 months wasnāt that long to know someone before you asked them to spend the rest of their life with you, but in all honesty, Javi would have proposed to you 3 months ago after he first got his momās ring from his dad. He had never been so sure of anything in his entire life- he wanted to spend forever with you. And now, after what felt like years of waiting, making sure that everything had fallen in place to give you the best proposal he could possibly imagine, the day was almost here.Ā
Javi wanted everything to be perfect. He needed it to be. You were the most perfect person he had ever met, and to him, you deserved everything, and then some. He wasnāt nervous you were going to say no, or that he was second guessing his decision, Javi was a mess because there was nothing more he wanted than to give you a day you would never forget.Ā
It was also going to now be a day Chucho PeƱa never forgot either. After everything had settled into place for Javi to finally start finalizing his plans, his poor dad had now become much more involved in planning a proposal than he ever thought heād have to be. At this point, he was truly trying his best to not find it humorous how worked up his son had been over it, knowing that there was no way in the world you were going to be anything short of amazed, let alone say no.Ā
āAnd youāre sure that youāve got the-āĀ
āJavier. This is probably the 14th time you have gone over the plan with me. Yes. I am sure I have everything you need. I have both lists you insisted I take, everyone knows where to be and what to do to help. Take a deep breath, hijo.ā Chucho chuckled, taking a sip of his beer as he and Javi sat on the back porch of the PeƱa ranch, watching the sky slowly fade from bright yellows and pinks to faded blues as the sun dipped below the horizon.Ā
āOkay. Sorry. Iām uh- Fuck, Pops, Iām nervous as hell.ā Javi swallowed, running his thumb along the condensation of his can, anxiously drawing little circles in the water droplets.Ā
āReally? I canāt tell.ā Chucho joked, smirking to himself as he glanced over at his son, bouncing his leg against the chair he was sitting on. āJavier, what is there to be nervous about? Itās not like sheās going to say no.ā Javi looked up at his Dad, the worn smile of his wrinkled face bringing him some relief from the nervous state he was in.Ā
āNo, I know. I just- I just want it to be perfect. I want it to be perfect for her. Iāve been thinking about this for so long and now itās finally fucking here. She deserves everything, Pops. I love her so much.ā Chucho reached over, patting his hand against Javiās shoulder, gently squeezing his fingertips against the soft fabric of his flannel shirt.Ā
āJavier, it will be perfect because you love her, and she loves you.ā Chucho paused for a moment, quietly laughing to himself as he looked over at Javi. āHave I ever told you the story of how I proposed to your mamĆ”?ā A mischievous grin grew across Chuchoās face as Javi nodded, taking another swig of his drink.Ā
āYeah, you did it at the lake, right?āĀ
āYes. But that is the short version of the story, Mijo. I was so nervous when I proposed to your mother, that as we were walking up to the lake so I could get down on one knee and ask her to marry me, I tripped over my own feet and fell right to the ground, and the ring came out of my pocket. I didnāt put it in a box, because I was worried she would see, and so she had to help me find her engagement ring in the grass because I couldnāt find it. Until the day she died, she never let me live it down. But it is still one of my favorite memories of the two of us. It was still perfect. Javier, that girl would marry you if you got down on one knee and asked her in your living room. I have no doubt in my mind that tomorrow will be a day that she will never forget.āĀ
āFuck, guess I better add tripping over myself to the list of things I need to worry about, thanks, Dad.ā The pair laughed, shaking their heads as Chucho gave Javi one last pat on the shoulder before he placed his hands on his knees, letting out a heavy grunt as he pushed himself up out of his chair.Ā
āCabrĆ³n (asshole). Now go, you should be spending time with your future esposa (wife) instead of your old man the night before your engagement. I promise, I have everything taken care of.ā Javi followed his dadās suit, setting down his beer before standing up, reaching out to wrap his arms around Chucho in a tight embrace.Ā
āThanks, Pops. For everything. Te amo.āĀ
āOf course, mijo. Te amo mucho. I am so happy for you, Javier. She is such a wonderful woman. I am so glad she is going to be a part of our family. I know that your mamĆ” is smiling down on you- She would have loved her so much, Javier. I love her, too. And now, Iām finally one step closer to mis nietos (my grandchildren).ā Chucho playfully nudged Javi as he rolled his eyes, giving his son one last embrace as Javi headed out to his truck. As he turned over the ignition, Javi smiled to himself as he turned up the volume of the Queenās Greatest Hits album you had picked out from your last drive.
āOh, you're the best friend that I ever had. Been with you such a long time, You're my sunshine, and I want you to know that my feelings are true, I really love you. Oh, you're my best friend.āĀ
Javi couldnāt help but let a stupidly wide grin spread across his cheeks as he listened to the lyrics of the track that had begun playing over the quiet crunch of the gravel under his truck tires as he backed out of the driveway to drive home. Because tomorrow? Tomorrow, Javier PeƱa was going to ask his best friend in the whole world, the woman he loved more than life itself, you, to be his wife.Ā
Even though it was barely long enough for you to consider it to be a school ābreakā, you were glad to have today off to prep for your first Laredo Thanksgiving tomorrow. This would be the first time you would ever spend the holiday away from your childhood home, where your family had hosted every Thanksgiving for as long as you could remember. As much as you would have loved to fly back to go see everyone, plane tickets for the long weekend had been ridiculously expensive, and with just going to visit them a month ago for your cousinās wedding, and future plans to go back to Chicago over Christmas break, your parents had been insistent on the fact that it was okay that you werenāt going to be able to make it home for Thanksgiving. While of course, you had been heartbroken you would have to miss seeing your family, from the moment Chucho found out you were Texas bound for the holiday, he was quick to make sure you felt nothing short of absolutely included in celebrating with the PeƱas, even if it was just you, Javi and Chucho.Ā
Javi still had to work on your day off, so you had spent your free time catching up on chores around the house, taking a well deserved nap and now, you were working on the apple pie you insisted to Chucho bring for the celebration tomorrow, as much as he had tried to convince you that you didnāt need to bring anything.Ā
Somewhere along the lines of your childhood, it had become a Wednesday before Thanksgiving tradition that your family would watch The Wizard of Oz with your siblings before going to bed (although now as an adult, you had a feeling your parents put it on for you and your brothers so they could get the house ready without the four of you doing any more damage), so it only felt right that you put in on to watch as you waited for your pies to cook in the oven and Javi to get home. You shuffled through your VHS collection under the TV, rummaging around until you pulled out the worn tape, pushing it into the VHS player. After the movie had begun to play, you turned back around, letting out a defeated sigh at the current state of your kitchen.Ā
As much as you loved baking, it always seemed to feel like a bomb had gone off by the time you were done as you looked around to see bowls, cutting boards and rolling pins in disarray on your counters. You grimaced to yourself looking around at the mess you had made, rolling up the sleeves of Javiās oversized Texas A&M sweatshirt you had thrown on after you had woken up from your nap. With the way you had set up your apartment when you moved in, you were able to get a good view of your TV from the kitchen, cranking up the volume on your remote so you could listen and quote along to the movie as you worked on trying your best to clean up before Javi came home to your baking tornado.Ā
At this point, you had seen the Wizard of Oz enough to quote it from front to back, especially as you and your brothers very early on in life had easily determined who got to be each part when you watched together. By default, because you were the only girl, your brothers told you that you had to be Dorthy, which you didnāt mind because you got the main part and to have Todo (Although your favorite family dog, Otis, an overweight yellow lab, wasnāt very pleased about having to be a part of you and your brothers yearly production). Charlie was always the Tin Man, being the oldest and most empathetic out of the rest of your brothers, David was Courage the Cowardly Lion, claiming lions were cool animals and that he was the bravest of your siblings, much to your disagreement, leaving Patrick as the Scarecrow, you and your brothers giving him the title of the smartest idiot youād ever meet. After finishing washing the dishes, you had moved on to wiping down the counters, pausing and smiling to yourself as you heard the start to āSomewhere Over the Rainbowā playing from the TV. You couldnāt help yourself as you began to sing along, swaying back and forth as you lazily wiped up your mess. You were so caught up in singing and dancing to yourself that you hadnāt even heard Javi open the door behind you.Ā
Javi had quickly come to find out after moving in with you that not only coming home to you, but coming home to find you singing along to whatever CD you had playing as you meandered through the apartment, completely oblivious to his presence, was one his favorite things. There were times he could hear your voice as he went to unlock the door, making sure to open it extra quietly so he could stand in the doorway for a few moments, taking in the warmth and joy that radiated from you as you were lost in your own world. He soaked in every moment, watching every sway of your hip and shake of your head until you realized that he was home, making him just as happy for the big hug and kiss he got from you and your excited giggles as you greeted him.Ā Ā
He couldnāt quite make out what you had been signing as he carefully turned his key in the lock, gently closing the door behind him, grinning at the image of you dressed head to toe in his sweatshirt and sweatpants, messy bun plopped on your head as you bent over the counter, resting your elbow on the hard surface with your head propped up on your chin.Ā
āSomewhere, over the rainbow, bluebirds fly. Birds fly over the rainbow, why then oh why canāt I? If happy little bluebirds fly beyond the rainbow, why oh why canāt I?āĀ
Quietly setting down his bag and keys, Javi snuck his way over to the kitchen loud enough for you not be completely startled by his presence, as the song came to an end, making you turn your head over your shoulder to see Javi coming behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist from the back he pressed his chest into your back, making you giggle as he planted quick, soft kisses along the exposed skin of your neck and shoulder.Ā
āI could listen to you sing all day, Hermosa.ā Javi rasped into your ear, playfully shaking you in his grasp. āWizard of Oz?ā He asked, gesturing towards the TV as the movie continued in the background.Ā
āReally? You want me to sing Days of the Week for you? I didnāt get to sing it today since there was no school, I really need to get my fix.ā You retorted, giving Javi a little nudge as he rolled his eyes.Ā
āPlease for the love of God, no.ā The both of you laughed as you looked back at the TV, watching Todo escape from the back of Mrs. Gulchās bike basket.Ā
āMy brothers and I would always watch it the night before Thanksgiving. Not really sure how the tradition started, but figured Iād throw it on. I can turn it off if you donāt wanna watch or put on something else.ā You replied, reaching over for the remote.Ā
āNo, keep it on, Osita.ā He smiled, pressing a soft kiss on the top of your head, arms still resting along your hips as he held you. āI canāt fuckinā tell you the last time Iāve seen this movie. Iām gonna be real honest with you, I never really watched it that much as a kid because the flying monkeys scared the shit outta me.āĀ
āSeriously? Theyāre not even that scary. But we can fast forward through the monkey parts, if you need to, ya big bab-HEY!ā You shrieked as Javi suddenly turned you around in his grasp so you were chest to chest before scooping you up and plopping you down so you were sitting on the counter. He placed his hands outside your hips, engulfing your body and making you squirm and laugh as he peppered ticklish kisses across your neck and face, trying your best to swat back at him. āJavi stop! You know that tickles!ā You squealed, finally grabbing his arms, wrestling with him until he had given up, pressing a sweet, tender kiss on your lips.Ā
āOh yeah? Whoās the big baby now?ā He smirked, running his hands along your thighs as your legs dangled over the edge of the counter.Ā
āStill you, because Iām not irrationally afraid of poorly made monkey costumes.ā You pointed your finger at him, prodding at his chest.Ā
āTheyāre fucking terrifying, Osita. Youāre the worst, you know that?āĀ
āOh really? You still gonna tell me Iām the worst when I take these apple pies out of the oven?ā You smirked, crossing your arms over your chest as you nodded over to the stove.Ā
āFuck, I knew it smelled good in here. Does that mean I get to-āĀ
āDonāt you dare even think about trying to sneak a piece of these pies before tomorrow, Javier JesĆŗs PeƱa! These are for Thanksgiving, and even though thereās only the 3 of us, I still made two because I know if I put a pie down in front of you, you could probably eat the whole thing by yourself, and I am not making another pie after the disaster in this tiny kitchen that I just cleaned up.ā You raised an eyebrow at Javi, trying to give him your best stern face, the two of you snickering at each other as you tried to scold him.Ā
āFine, fine. No pies.ā Javi laughed, holding up his hands in defense. āNot even just a little-āĀ
āJavi! No!ā You shook your head, slapping his arm as he looked back over at the oven before looking back at you, a sly smirk spreading across his face. Grabbing at the meat of your thighs, he slotted himself in the empty space of your legs, spread open as you sat on the counter. His hands quickly slid up towards your waist, creeping under the hem of his sweatshirt you were wearing as he caged his chest against yours, nipping at your neck, his words hot and heavy on your skin. āJaviā¦.ā You moaned, tipping your head back as his kisses traveled down to your collarbone and hands tugged at the waistband of your sweatpants. āJavi, Iām gonna burn these pies, I donāt wanna have to make them again or explain to your dad that theyāre burnt to a crisp because his son cannot keep his hands off me for more than 30 seconds. They only need to be in the oven for like-āĀ
ā10 more minutes?ā Javi quickly cut you off, now beginning to slide your sweatpants down your thighs, firmly pressing his hands along the soft flesh of your now bare legs. āOh, donāt worry, I saw the timer, Hermosa. Baby, you know I can take care of you in 10 minutes, now I just wanna see how many times I can get you off before the pies are done.āĀ
āSeriously? Youāre timing yourself? Are we placing bets on this too, while weāre at it? You are absolutely ridiculous, Javi, I swear.ā You tried your best to roll your eyes, but as his hands crept down, palming the already wet patch that had been growing in your underwear, it was hard to pretend you were even annoyed in the slightest. Your breath hitched as he hooked his fingers around the waistband of your panties, shuffling them down your legs as he placed his hands on the inside of your thighs, pushing them open to reveal the slick of your arousal that had already been pooling between them. Gently, he ran his fingers through your folds, barley grazing over your clit before dropping to his knees, coming face to face with your dripping heat.Ā
ā3.ā He said, carefully kissing along the inside of your legs, making his way closer and closer to your entrance.Ā
ā3 what?ā You replied, trying your best to stay focused on anything Javi was saying as his nose bumped against your throbbing bundle of nerves, practically feeling his smirk against your pussy as he darted his eyes up at you.Ā
ā3 times. I bet I can make you cum 3 times before the timer goes off.āĀ
āYouāre a fucking menace, Javier PeƱa, you know that right?ā You sighed, gripping your hands against the edge of the counter, feeling your cunt clench, desperate for him to ease the ache between your legs.Ā
āOnly for you, Hermosa. Solo para ti (Only for you).ā Javi looked up at you, shooting you a quick wink before licking a broad stroke against your clit, making you gasp and your jaw go slack as you moaned breathlessly. That was all it took before he dove in, a man on a mission to make you cum as many times as he could in the few minutes he had. Your legs draped over his broad shoulders, his fingertips squeezing into the flesh of your hips as his pace became rapid and intense, licking and sucking at your clit in a way that had you writing on the counter, tugging at the dark curls of his hair for any sort of relief.Ā
āJavi, holy shit baby, oh fuck.ā You whined, bucking your hips towards his face and arching your back as he circled around your bundle of nerves, your moans and whimpers only making him press his tongue firmer against you. Even after all this time, there was a part of you that still couldnāt believe how fast Javi could make you cum. He had memorized every twitch, every tug of his hair, every breathy whisper to know what made you fall apart under his touch, loving every second of watching you come undone for him. You could feel the tingling beginning to creep up your legs and into your stomach as Javi sucked at your clit, pulling his head closer to your soaking core, desperate for more. āPlease donāt stop, Javi. Fuck baby, fuck, fuck, I- ahhhhhhhhh.ā That was all it took before you could feel the waves of pleasure rushing through your body, your pussy throbbing as your orgasm flooded over you, your body trembling at Javiās relentless pace as he still worked at you as you came.Ā
āFuck, you taste so sweet, hermosa. Sweetest fucking thing Iāve ever tasted.ā Javi smirked, his mustache covered in your slick as he peeked over at the timer counting down on the stove. ā7 minutes? Plenty of fucking time, Osita. You want my fingers, pretty girl?ā He mewled, satisfied as he stared at the soaking wet mess between your legs, knowing you were still needy for more.Ā
āMhmmmmhhh. Please, Javi, please.ā You whimpered, your hand still buried deep in the brown locks of his hair, pleading for relief as your cunt clenched around nothing, desperate to be filled.Ā
āSuch a good girl, asking so nicely.ā He cooed, slowly pushing his two fingers into your already drenched core, making you gasp at the thickness now filling you, bumping against the soft spongy spot that made your toes curl and your jaw go slack. Already so worked up from just moments ago, as soon as Javiās mouth was back on your throbbing clit, you could feel yourself beginning to clench around Javiās hand, arousal pooling in your belly. His fingers slid easily in and out of your heat, his hand and mouth working at a persistent pace as he felt you squirm under him, knowing how close you were again.Ā
Your second orgasm hit you even harder than your first, moaning and panting incoherently as you tensed around the thickness of Javiās digits, soaking his hand as he feverishly lapped up your slick, only removing his mouth after he knew you had come down from your second high to smirk up at you with a devilishly smug grin. He ran his free hand along your leg, grasping at your thigh as his other hand still slowly pulsed inside you, his fingers curling ever so slightly to the spot he knew would get him to his goal. As much as you wanted to, you couldnāt even blame him for self-satisfied smile- Javi knew just as well as you that he knew how to work you in all the right ways to get you exactly where he wanted you. āGimme one more just like this, Osita. Cāmon, sweet girl. Wanna watch that pretty face when you cum. ā You nodded, looking down at the shine of your arousal covering his smirk, knowing that at this point, you were so worked up and overstimulated that just the fingers already inside of you really were all you needed to give him your last orgasm.Ā
Javiās fingers had already sunk so deep into your cunt, already so overly sensitive to every push and pull of his hand, that your grasp on the counter had become so tight, you could feel your knuckles turning white. You cried out his name as it fell from your lips, babbling incoherently as the third rush of pleasure crashed over you, gushing onto Javiās hand as awed at your blissed out state.Ā
āThatās it, baby. Let it all go, hermosa. Fuck, you look so good like this. Canāt believe youāre all fuckinā mine. God, youāre so perfect.ā Javi carefully pulsed his fingers a few more times as he felt you clench around him, making you hiss as he withdrew his hand now soaked in your slick. Bringing his hand to his mouth, he sucked his fingers clean before rising up off his knees, taking his time to plant soft kisses along your body before grabbing your face, pressing his lips against yours the taste of you still tangy on his tongue. It wasnāt long until the beep of the oven timer was ringing through your kitchen, making Javiās smug smirk only grow wider. āSee? Told you I could do it 3 times before the pies were done.āĀ
āJesus Christā¦ā You swatted at him, trying to catch your breath, the two of you laughing and shaking your heads as he helped you slide down off the counter before pulling your sweatpants back up over your legs, walking over towards the oven. āIf you think this was gonna change my mind about you getting a piece tonight, itās not.ā You raised an eyebrow at him, throwing on an oven mitt before reaching in to pull out the pies, sweet and steaming as they rested on the counter.Ā
āNot even just a-āĀ
You turned around, trying your best to give him your most stern look without bursting into giggles, making Javi hold his hands up in defense, stopping mid-sentence. āYou can have all the pie you want tomorrow, you hungry, horny menace.ā You laughed, taking off your oven mitt and pointing it at him.Ā
Tomorrow.Ā
He couldnāt help but smile knowing that in less than 24 hours, tomorrow meant a lot more than just getting to eat the apple pies that had just come out of the oven.Ā
Javi felt like a little boy on Christmas morning. Sleep was an incredibly inaccurate way to describe the anticipated tossing and turning he had done all night, his heart racing excitedly as he counted down the moments until he finally got down on one knee, and asked you to be his wife. It didnāt take much to get Javi out of bed bright and early, his adrenaline pumping through his veins as he planted a soft kiss on the tangled and sleepy waves of your hair as you laid face down, snoring into your pillow, before sneaking out of your room into the kitchen.Ā
As you shifted over in bed, reaching for Javi to pull him closer to you in your half asleep state, you scrunched your face, blinking as you looked over to find an empty space beside you, the sheets of Javiās of the mattress left in a tangled pile in his place. Rubbing the sleep out of your eyes, you looked up to see the sunrise creeping through the cracks of your curtains, painting your bedroom walls in golden rays and silhouettes, blowing in the soft breeze from your cracked window. Reaching your arms over your head and letting out a big yawn, you crawled out of bed, shuffling across the carpet of your bedroom to your dresser to pull out another one of Javiās sweatshirts before opening your door to hear the sounds of sizzling and popping coming from the kitchen. Creeping down the hallway, you peeked your head around the corner to see Javi and his messy, sleepy curls cooking away, working on what seemed to be like bacon and eggs, sitting next to an already completed giant pile of pancakes.Ā
āAre we having breakfast for 12 this morning?ā You giggled, your voice still soft and sleepy as you smiled at Javi, walking into the kitchen and hugging him from behind, snaking your arms around his waist, resting your body against his broad back. āYou didnāt have to do all this, Jav. I didnāt know you were getting up to make breakfast this morning, I could have gotten up and helped.āĀ
Javi set down his spatula, turning to face you, gently cupping your jaw as placed a soft kiss on your lips and forehead, squeezing you in a tight hug. āGood morning to you too, Hermosa. I know you didnāt. I wanted to surprise you and bring you breakfast in bed, but I guess I should have known better that you would be up before then.ā He chuckled as you hoisted yourself up onto the counter, sitting next to the stack of pancakes you now noticed were separated by both blueberries and chocolate chips. He reached beside him, handing you the mug of coffee he had poured, gladly taking a generous sip before watching him finish up the rest of the scrambled eggs on the stove.Ā
āSurprise Thanksgiving breakfast?ā You laughed, tilting your head in confusion as you looked over at Javi before reaching down to grab a chocolate chip pancake, taking a bite and letting out a satisfied sigh.Ā
Javi tried his best to keep calm and nonchalant, giving a little shrug as he scraped the eggs off the pan onto one of the empty plates, handing it over to you. āItās uh- itās your first Thanksgiving away from home, I donāt know- I know you love breakfast, I just wanted to make it special for you, I guess.āĀ Ā Ā
āWell-ā You paused, taking a big fork full of eggs, nodding your head as you chewed, āOh my god these are good-ā finally swallowing before finishing the rest of your thought, āYouāre very sweet, and I am very, very thankful for you, and your delicious breakfast.ā You grinned, leaning over to give Javi a kiss on the cheek on his scratchy, morning stubble as he dropped the rest of the eggs on to his plate, setting it to the side as he hooked his arms under your thighs, making you squeal as you draped his arms around your neck and locked your legs around the small of your back as he spun you around, peppering ticklish kisses against your soft skin.Ā
āIām so thankful for you too, Osita. Fuck, youāre the best thing thatās ever happened to me, you know that? I love you so goddamn much.ā His sweet, brown eyes locked with yours as your hands ran through the soft curls of his hair before tracing along his cheek, your thumb rubbing soft circles along his jaw.Ā
āI love you too, Jav. Someoneās feeling sappy this morning.ā You prodded, giving him one last quick peck before unwrapping your legs and setting your feet back on the ground, grabbing your plate and heading over to the couch to turn on the TV. Javi looked at the ground sheepishly, feeling the heat creep through his flushed face.Ā
You didnāt even know the fucking half of it.Ā
Javi had spent the rest of the morning trying his best to stay as even keeled as possible, but with how fast his heart had been beating since the moment he had gotten out of bed, he was surprised you hadnāt asked if he was having a heart attack as you pressed your head against his chest, cuddling up together on the couch to watch the rest of the Macyās Thanksgiving Day Parade after finishing your huge breakfast.Ā
āAwh yes!ā You grasped at Javiās shirt, shaking the fist fulls of fabric in excitement as you stared at Santaās sleigh now making its way across the TV screen. āChristmas time is finally here!ā Javi shook his head, laughing to himself at the number of times you had already broughten up how excited you were for Christmas since the day November had started. āAre you gonna hate me if I start decorating and listening to Christmas music tomorrow?ā You grimaced, twisting your head to look up at Javi.Ā
āJesus Christ, you werenāt kidding, huh? You really wanna start setting out Christmas shit tomorrow?āĀ
āI will hold off until December 1st if I absolutely have to, but just know, each day that passes until then will kill me slowly.āĀ
āAnd Iām the ridiculous one?āĀ
āPendejo.ā You grumbled, giving him a nudge.Ā
āYou love me. Thatās fine baby, Iām honestly impressed you held out this long.āĀ
āHonestly, itās only because I actually really do also like Thanksgiving, it deserves it's time to shine, too. Oh, speaking of which, I wanna call my family just to say hi really quick before we start getting ready to leave, is that okay?ā You asked, pushing yourself up off the couch.Ā
āUh, yeah- yeah of course thatās fine, Hermosa.ā He replied, seeming surprisingly flustered by your question. You obviously hadnāt seemed to notice, walking over to grab your phone off the receiver before punching in your house phone number, holding it up to your ear as the dial tone rang repeatedly. A confused look spread across your face as the ringing ended in your momās familiar voicemail, giving Javi a puzzled shrug as you left your message.Ā
āHi everyone, itās me! Just wanted to wish you a Happy Thanksgiving! I miss you guys! If you try and call and I donāt answer, weāre over at Javiās dadās- Javi says hi too. Okay, well if I donāt talk to you later, then tell David not to eat too much gravy so he doesnāt shit his pants again. Love you!ā You pressed the red button, ending your call as you set the phone back down. āThatās so weird that no one answered, they should all be home right now.āĀ Ā Ā
āIām sure theyāre fine, baby. Theyāre probably just busy. Iām sure youāll talk to them later.ā He smiled, giving your outstretched hand a reassuring squeeze.Ā Ā
āYeah, youāre right. We should probably start getting ready, when did your dad want us over again?āĀ
āHe said to take our time, heāll have food ready whenever we get over there.āĀ
āWell I feel bad that heās there waiting all by himself. Iām good to hop in the shower if you are?ā You suggested, pulling him up to stand from the couch.Ā
āDonāt worry about me for the shower, Iāll clean up the rest of breakfast and you can start getting ready, okay?ā Javi rubbed his hand along your arm, reaching up to tuck a stray hair behind your ear.Ā
āJav, you made me breakfast, the least I can do is help clean-āĀ
āOsita. I know youād help me clean up. I want to, okay? I wanted to get up and make breakfast for you, Iām not gonna let you clean up my mess.āĀ
āFine, Mr. Stubborn. Thank you. You sure I canāt-āĀ
āGo get your ass in the shower, hermosa.ā Javi gestured towards the bathroom, giving your butt a quick smack before heading down the hallway into the bathroom.Ā
In all honesty, cleaning the dishes was the last thing Javi had on his mind as he was finally able to get you into the bathroom. Once he heard the water on and the shower curtain open, he snuck his way into the bedroom, digging through his sock drawer to pull out the giant sock ball with your ring buried inside it. Pulling the velvet case out of the fabric, Javi carefully opened the box, smiling at the glimmer of the piece of shiny jewelry, picturing how perfect it would look finally wrapped around your finger. He slipped the case into one of the inside pockets of his jacket, squeezing his hand around the fabric, as if to make sure this was actually happening. Quietly, he grabbed his cell phone from his nightstand, dialing up Chucho, anxiously chewing at the inside of his lip as he waited for his dad to answer.Ā
āHola, hijo.ā Chucho answered, his voice filled with excitement and glee.Ā
āHey, Pops. She just started getting ready so Iām guessing weāll be there in like, an hour and a half?ā His dad could practically hear Javiās nerves and anxiety now beginning to build as the realization that he was hours away from proposing was finally starting to hit him like a ton of bricks.Ā
āPerfect. Everything and everyone will be ready, donāt worry, Mijo.ā Chucho chuckled, trying to ease his sonās tension.Ā
āOkay.ā Javiās response was short and unassuring as he ran his free hand through his dark curls before resting his hand on his hip.Ā
āJavier. Tiene planeada un dĆa mas perfecto para ella. AsĆ que respiremos profundamente, todo estĆ” yendo bien. A ella le encantarĆa. Casi tanto como elle te ama.ā (Javier, you have planned the most perfect day for her. Take a deep breath, it will all be okay. She will love it. Almost as much as she loves you). Javi took a long inhale, his dad 's words comforting him as his exhale followed.Ā
āThanks, Dad.āĀ
āClaro, hijo (Of course, son). We will see you and your futura esposa (future wife) soon.āĀ
Hearing the water from your shower turn off, Javi rushed back into the kitchen, speed washing every dish and pan to make sure it looked like he had made good on his promise to clean up after himself while you were getting ready in the bathroom. With the dishwasher full and running, Javi made his way down the hall to see you standing in front of the bathroom mirror, wrapped in your towel, and starting to put on your makeup. He couldnāt help but gawk at you- Javi watching you get ready had become a staple in your relationship very early on, the two of you talking as Javi rested his hip on the counter, or sat on the lid of the toilet seat, smiling to himself, in awe of every beautiful part of you. But there was something about the way that Javi was staring at you right now as you peeked your head out of the bathroom that made your heart flutter. It wasnāt the Iād fuck you right now against the bathroom counter look that had become just as much of a staple as Javi watching you get ready, it wasnāt even the sweet, flirty look heād give you when he just wanted to let you know how cute you were. The way Javi looked at you as you stood there in your fluffy towel, makeup half done and hair wet and tangled from the shower was a look that put butterflies in your stomach. He looked at you like you were the only person in the world. That he didnāt care if anyone else existed beside you. That you were the only person he ever wanted to look at like this.Ā
āWhatās that look for?ā You blushed, setting down your mascara to stare back at him.Ā
āYouāre just- Fuck. Youāre so beautiful, Osita. Everything about you. Iām so lucky.ā Javiās words were soft and gentle, his sweet brown eyes making you melt as they soaked in every inch of you.Ā
āDoes Thanksgiving always make you this sappy?ā You giggled, biting down on your lip before turning back to the mirror. āThanks, Jav. I hope you know I feel equally as lucky. Now go get your cute butt in the shower so we donāt have to make your dad wait any longer. I need to find the loosest fitting outfit I have so I can make room for when I eat my bodyweight in mashed potatoes.āĀ
By the time Javi was finished getting ready, you were already out in the kitchen wrapping up the pies you had made last night to safely get to Chuchoās without any sneaky tampering from Javi.Ā
āWell, you look handsome.ā You smirked, watching Javi walk down the hallway in one of his dark washed pairs of tight jeans, paired with a tan button up and black jacket overtop of it. Javiās jaw just about dropped as he watched you make your way out from around the counter, showing off the cute, burnt orange dress you had put on over your cream colored turtleneck.Ā
āMe? Jesus Christ, look at you, Osita.ā You giggled as you pressed up on your tiptoes, giving him a quick kiss as you draped your arms over his neck.Ā
āCan I trust you to carry the other pie on the way down to the car without eating any of it?ā You laughed, rolling your eyes as you reached over the counter to hand him the tin foil covered dessert.Ā
āYes, you can trust me. I think I left my phone in the bedroom, let me just go grab it really quick and then we can go, okay?ā You nodded at him as he quickly made his way back to your room, cell phone already tucked away in his pants when he put on his jeans 15 minutes ago. He looked over his shoulder to check and make sure you hadnāt followed behind, pulling out the ring box one last time, taking a deep breath before giving it a little squeeze and stashing it back in his pocket.Ā
It was really fucking happening.Ā
As the two of you began your drive to what you assumed was Chuchoās, Javi turned up the volume of the CD he had picked out to play in the car, āEverywhereā by Fleetwood Mac now bumping through the speakers. He reached over the center console, intertwining your fingers with his as he grabbed your hand, smiling over at you as the melodic intro began. āThis song always makes me think of the first night I ever stayed over at your apartment. All you had to eat was fuckinā mac and cheese.ā
āOh my God, I remember that. I was so embarrassed because I had nothing else to eat and I didnāt want you to think I was a crazy person who only ate like a 10 year old. God, that feels like forever ago.ā Running your free hand over your face, the two of you laughed over the melodic soundtrack playing in the background, the memory of that night making your heart grow warm.Ā
āI guess. Honestly, it still almost feels like it was yesterday. I just remember how fucking nervous I was the whole goddamn night.ā
āWith how many times we fucked that night, you really didnāt seem nervous.ā You giggled, rubbing your thumb over the rough skin of his hand interlaced with yours.Ā
āI was. I was so nervous I was gonna fuck something up, because I knew I was already so fucking in love with you, and it scared the shit out of me. No one else has ever made me feel like you do. I knew from that day on I never wanted to live without you.āĀ
āWell, if it makes you feel any better, I felt the exact same. Weāve come a long way since then, huh?ā The two of you smiled at each other as you leaned your head over to rest on Javiās shoulder, Javi pressing a tender kiss in your hair, the sweet and familiar smell of your shampoo flooding him with comfort, easing his nerves just a touch as changed course from his usual route to the ranch, making you perk back up in confusion.Ā
āSince when do we go this way to your dadās house? Weāve never gone this way before.ā You questioned, a puzzled look spreading across your face.Ā
āI know. Just trust me, okay?ā He grinned softly, giving you a reassuring squeeze of his hand.Ā
āOkay?ā You replied wearily, giving Javi a suspicious look. āWhat the hell are you up to?āĀ
āOsita. Just trust me.āĀ
āFine, I should know better than to ask questions at this point, I know youāre not gonna tell me anything. Do I get a hint?āĀ
āNo, you dork.āĀ
āYouāre lucky youāre cute.ā You grumbled, resting your head back against Javi as he drove the two of you down an unfamiliar path, the sounds of Fleetwood Mac filling the comfortable silence between you.Ā
It wasnāt long until the road you were on started to become vaguely familiar, peeking out the window of the truck to try and piece together why your surroundings felt so recognizable. It wasnāt until you saw the white āFor Saleā sign, now covered with āSOLDā in bright, red letters, peeking out of the tree lined driveway that you began to put two and two together.Ā Ā
āWaitā¦ Isnāt this the place that we went to go see for Steveās friend a couple weeks ago?ā You asked, looking back at Javi as he slowed the speed of the truck, beginning to turn into the driveway.Ā
āMmmhhmm.ā Javi nodded, his fingers drumming nervously on the steering wheel.Ā
āIt- It looks like he must have bought it, so why are we back here? Are you sure heās fine with us just like, showing up here?ā You were absolutely stumped as to why you were back at the plot of land you had gone to check out for Steveās friend after his Halloween party until you rounded the corner along the āFor Saleā sign.Ā
āYeah, I think heāll be okay with it.ā Javi smirked, gazing over at you.Ā
Then all of a sudden, it hit you like a ton of bricks.Ā
The conversation you had overheard between Javi and Steve at the Halloween party.Ā
The reason why he had asked you to come look at this place for Steveās buddy.Ā
Why āSOLDā was plastered over the for sale sign.Ā Ā
You could physically feel your jaw drop, hanging open so wide, you wouldnāt have been surprised if it had dropped through the floor of Javiās truck. Your eyes grew as you looked over at Javi, your head darting back between him and the trees lining the driveway, practically frozen in shock.Ā
āJaviā¦ā You whispered, your breath shaky and trembling from the butterflies building in your stomach. His silence had never felt more comforting, simply smiling back at you before putting the truck into park, hopping out to make his way to the driverās side, opening the door for you. You quickly wiped your palms against your dress, feeling how sweaty they had become from the nerves building inside you before sliding out of your seat, walking hand in hand with Javi the last few feet down the driveway before the trees opened to the open, grassy field hidden behind it, just as charming and beautiful as you remembered it.Ā
You had been so focused on the view in front of you, you hadnāt even noticed Javi tugging your hand over towards the old oak tree on the side of the property, wrapped in twinkling string lights and pictures of the two of you. Under the tree, a big plaid blanket laid spread across the grass, covered in piles of cute pillows and surrounded by a few candles and vases of beautiful orange and red flowers resting on the ground. You felt your heart race, knots of anticipation building in your stomach as you quickly began to realize the āSOLDā sign wasnāt the only thing Javi was trying to surprise you with.Ā
Holy fuck, he was going to propose to you, too.Ā
You used every last brain cell in you to try and form anything close to a coherent sentence, but the best you could get out as the two of you reached the blanket under the towering tree was a jumbled mess of tangled words, spilling from your mouth. āJavi- What, are- Baby, is this- Javi, I, I- Holy shit.ā Your hands trembled as you reached out for one of the pictures hung around the base of the tree- One Chucho must have taken one of the days the two of you were out on the ranch, Javi carrying you on his back as the two of you laughed at each other with stupid grins on your face.Ā You could practically feel your heart beating out of your chest, tears already beginning to well behind your eyes as you looked up at Javi.
āThat oneās always been one of my favorites. You look so happy, Osita.ā He whispered, rubbing his hand along your back as the two of you stared at the photo, Javi pressing a soft kiss against your head, letting out a shaky exhale as he pulled away. Grabbing your hand, he turned towards you, the Adamās apple of his throat bobbing as he swallowed, trying to compose himself before he spoke again. āAll I ever want is for you to be happy, baby.āĀ
You let out an audible gasp, covering your trembling hands over your mouth as you watched Javi lower himself down onto one knee, tears welling behind those sweet brown eyes as he smiled up at you with that familiar gaze you realized you would now never have to live without.Ā
āOsita. Baby, you make me the happiest man in the world. I donāt think I ever truly understood what it felt like to be this happy until I met you. I couldnāt be more thankful that your clumsy ass bumped into me all those months ago, because there hasnāt been a day thatās gone by since Iāve met you that my life hasnāt been better, because youāre in it. Youāre everything I never knew I needed, and everything I never thought I deserved. You are the most beautiful, kind, and loving woman Iāve ever met. Youāre also the most stubborn, headstrong, independent woman I have ever met, and I love every perfect part of you that makes you the person I feel head over heels in love with.Ā From the moment I met you, I couldnāt imagine how I could spend the rest of my life without you. I wanna spend forever with you, Osita. I wanna give you the world. I wanna start our lives together here. I wanna build you a house, I wanna fill it with as many kids as you want, I wanna spend the rest of my life here with you, because if I have that, thatās all Iāll ever need. Youāre all Iāll ever need.āĀ
Javiās hands shook as he reached into his jacket pocket, pulling out the little velvet box that had been hidden inside, carefully opening the case to reveal the beautiful, oval cut diamond, nestled between little clusters of smaller stones, resting on top of a dainty and simple gold band. You could feel the tears streaming down your grinning cheeks, still trying to comprehend what was happening as Javi held the ring up towards you.Ā
āOsita, I love you so much. Te amo mĆ”s que a mi vida (I love you more than life itself). Baby, will you marry me?āĀ
Javi could barely finish the question before you were jumping on him, wrapping your arms around him as tightly as you could, sobbing into his shoulder as the two of you fell onto the blanket, bodies tangled in each other as you laid on top of him.Ā
āOf course. Of course Iāll marry you, you idiot. I love you so much.āĀ
You laughed through your tears, grabbing his face, your lips meeting in an electric moment that made everything else around you stand still. You could feel each otherās grins against your parted mouths, laying back down on top of Javi squeezing him as tightly as you could to try and ground yourself in the reality of what had just happened.Ā
āI think Iām supposed to put the ring on your finger now, you dork.ā He laughed, pushing you both to sit up as he grabbed the case that had landed next to him on the blanket, cautiously taking out the ring, his thumb rubbing over the knuckles of your outstretched hand as he slipped onto your finger, the both of you staring at it in awe.Ā
āJaviā¦ Baby, holy shit this is beautiful. How did you- When did you-āĀ
āIt was my momās.ā He grinned, biting down on his lip as he watched the ring sparkle on your finger before looking back up at you, the tears now building in both your eyes again. āWhen uh- In the end, before she passed, she always told me if I ever found someone, I could have it. I kinda wrote it off because I didnāt think Iād ever find anyone, let alone find you. I know I never really asked you what you wanted or liked, but-āĀ
āJavi. Itās perfect.ā You cupped his cheeks, your face beaming with joy as you shook your head still in absolute shock. As if the ring on your finger wasnāt enough, you looked back out at the green grass swaying in the gentle breeze, reminded of the fact that not only did Javi want you to be his wife, but this man had just told you he was about to build you a fucking house. āYou really bought this? Weāre gonna build a house here? This is all ours?āĀ
āItās all ours, Hermosa. Whatever you want, baby, Iāll build it for you.ā Javi's face lit up watching the excitement radiating from you, your eyes darting back between the ring on your finger and the beautiful plot of land in front of you, trying to take everything in.Ā
āYouāre being serious? Like actually? Weāre really gonna build a house here?ā You asked, still trying to process.Ā
āYes, seriously.ā Javi nodded, smiling at you as you shook your head in disbelief, burying your head in your hands and squealing before shooting up, running over to the middle of the empty plot grass, spinning in a circle, imagining the possibilities of what was to come.Ā
āSo we can have a big kitchen? And huge windows so itās always sunny inside? And a porch on the back deck that we can watch the sunset? And a-āĀ
āBaby, we can have whatever you want.ā Javi chuckled to himself as you stood there for a moment, taking it all in before running back over to him, once again, tackling him to the ground pressing frantic kisses against his lips.Ā
āWe can finally have a bedroom big enough for a king size bed? Where we can hang out all day? And watch the sunrise? And have plenty of space to fuck my husband?ā You smirked, feeling Javiās cock twitch against the denim of his jeans as you laid on top of him. Javi let out a low groan as you hand snaked between your bodies, reaching down to palm at the bulge straining against his zipper.Ā
āSay it again.ā He rasped, planting hot, wet kisses along your neck, nipping at your skin.Ā
āMy husband. Youāre gonna be my husband, Javier PeƱa.āĀ
Husband.Ā
Oh fuck, did that do something to do him hearing you say that out loud.Ā Ā
Grabbing you by the hips, he quickly flipped you over, your back resting on the blanket as he hovered over you, trailing kisses down every inch of your body before his palms pushed up the hem of your dress, grasping at the meat of your thighs. He cupped his hand against your core, already feeling the wetness that had begun to pool in your underwear, carefully hooking his fingers under the waistband before sliding it down your legs.Ā
āAgain, baby. Say it again.ā He mewled, running his fingers between your folds, collecting your arousal as his thumb circled around your clit, making your breath shake as you spoke again.Ā
āHusband. Fuck, Javi, Iām gonna be your wife.āĀ
Now that, that one really did something to him.Ā
āYouāre gonna be my fucking wife.ā Javiās tongue darted between his parted lips as he sunk his two fingers deep inside you, making you moan beneath him. āIām gonna be your fucking husband. Iām gonna take such good care of you, Osita. Iāll give you everything. Anything you want, Hermosa, Iāll give it to you.ā His touch had you writing, bucking your hips against his hand as he thumbed at your sensitive bundle of nerves. His fingers curved ever so slightly, pressing against the soft spongy spot that made your pussy throb even more intensely than it already was. Javiās forehead rested against yours, your noses brushing against each other as your words escaped from the soft, smirking curve of your lips, thinking about Javiās promise.Ā
āAnything? Youāre gonna give me a house, your last nameā¦you gonna give me a baby, too? Make you a husband and a daddy?āĀ
Holy shit, you were really trying to fucking kill him.Ā
Just the thought of that alone was enough for Javi to let out an audible groan, biting down on his tongue and taking a deep breath to compose himself so that he didnāt bust right that second. āJesus Christā¦ā he growled, quickly removing his fingers, already soaked with your juices, making you whimper at the rapid loss.Ā Frantically, he undid his belt buckle, sliding his pants and boxers down his thighs to reveal his already hard cock, his tip red and leaking with precum. That was all it took before Javi was stroking himself, lining his tip up with your entrance and flushing his hips against yours, feeling his length bottom all the way out against your cervix, making you whine at his fullness inside you. Youād be lying if you said the idea alone hadnāt made you so wet and worked up, that even though Javi had barely spent any time working you open with his fingers, he still slid into your heat effortlessly.Ā Ā
āFuckkkk meeee, Osita.ā He grunted, already beginning to press into you at a rushed, sloppy pace. You had come to find out that while Javi had impressive stamina, there were times that the little things you said or did to him made him absolutely lose his mind. It would leave him so worked up and on edge, that his endurance flew out the window, barely standing a chance at lasting more than a few quick minutes buried inside you. Given your comment, the rate he was snapping his hips into yours, and that all too familiar lustful look in his eyes, you already knew he was a goner.Ā
You grasped at fist fulls of his jacket, digging your fingers into the fabric as Javi punched deep into the spot that made your vision go white, feeling your cunt already beginning to clench around his cock as he rubbed his fingers frantically along your clit. āYou want me to give you a baby, Osita? Shit- Iāll give you as many babies as you want. Weāll fill up every fucking room in this house. Iād fuck a baby into right now if I could. Youād like that, huh?ā Javi hissed through gritted teeth, his strokes rapid and punishing as he punched against your g-spot, watching you whimper beneath him.Ā
āFuckkk, yes, Javi- ahhhh- Jesus, I want it so bad. I want everything with you, baby.āĀ
āFuck, Hermosa, Iām close- I can feel how close you are too, baby. So tight and wet. Give it to me, Osita. Want you to cum all over my cock before I fuck you full of me.ā With a few more strokes, you could feel the tingle building at the base of your spine as your orgasm ripped through you, euphoria flooding through your veins across your body. Your moans and cries as you tightened around Javiās dick had him moments away from coming undone just as fast as you had, his rambling becoming just as fast and boundless as his last few pumps inside of you.Ā
āFuck, youāre gonna be such a good wife- oh shit- such a good mom. I canāt until we can have a family to raise here- I canāt believe-ahhhh- I canāt believe your mine forever. Canāt believe I get to marry you, fuck a baby into you, holy shit, fuck, fuck- ohhhhhhh-ā With one final thrust, Javi buried himself deep in your hilt, milking himself of every last drop of his spend, slumping into you, your chests rising and falling in unison as you both came down from your blissed out highs before pulling out from the wet mess between you.Ā
āWell fuck meā¦ā You giggled, running your hand over your face, smirking back up at Javi.Ā
āJesus Fucking Christ, Osita. Iād apologizing for fucking busting so quick, but goddamn, if you keep saying shit like that, I swearā¦ā The two of you laughed, Javi picking up the hand covering your face, kissing the ring now wrapped around your finger before leaning down to meet your lips in a long, tender kiss.Ā
āYou liked that, huh?ā You smirked up at him, biting down on your lip as he nipped at your ear, his voice low and raspy as his hot breath pressed against your skin.Ā
āBaby, if you keep talking like that, I swear to God, Iām gonna find a way to beat your birth control and fuck a baby into you right this second.āĀ
āI meannnnn, I wouldnāt be mad about it. You better stop saying shit before I run home and toss my birth control pills out the window, never to be seen again. No, no, this is bad, Jav! We arenāt even married yet, Jesus! We cannot be talking like this until we at least make that happen and we build this house. One step at a time.ā You sighed, shaking your head and laughing to yourself as he tucked a stray piece of hair behind your ear before swiping his thumb along your bottom lip.Ā
āOne step at a time.ā He repeated, softly gazing into your eyes, his sweet chocolate brown stare making you melt beneath him. āI love you so fucking much, Osita.āĀ Ā
āTe amo hasta la luna y de regreso, Javier PeƱa.ā (I love you to the moon and back). I still canāt believe you did all this for me. I would have been happy with anything, but a proposal and surprise house combination is pretty fuckinā tough to beat. Thank you, Javi. For everything. I am the luckiest woman in the world. I honestly still canāt believe this, oh my God.āĀ
āThereās still one more surprise.ā Javi grinned, his comment making you sit up in shock.Ā
āJavi. Seriously? How could there possibly be any more surprises? Did you get me a fucking unicorn too?āĀ
āLast one, I promise.āĀ
Javi grunted as he pushed himself up to stand, extending his arm down to you to help pull you towards him. You couldn't help but wrap your arms around him, squeezing your body against the warm familiar space of his, staring out into the blank canvas that would be yours and Javiās home. The two of you stood there for a moment in silence, smiles stretched wide across your faces as you held each other in the crisp November breeze, feeling like the only two people in the world to exist. No one but you and him. You had Javier PeƱa forever, and you were never letting go.Ā
As you had finally come to grips with the reality of what had just happened on the actual car ride over to the PeƱa ranch, you could feel your head spinning with questions as to how in the world Javi had managed to pull all of this off.Ā
āWait okay, so when did you get the ring? You hid it really well, I had no idea you even had it.Ā Did you set all of this stuff up? When the hell did you go buy this beautiful piece of land weāre about to build a house on? How long have you been-āĀ
āJesus Hermosa, one at a time.ā Javi chuckled, resting his hand on your thigh to try and slow your interrogation as he drove.
āSorry, sorry. I still canāt believe you did all of this, I wanna know all the details now! Okay, the ring- Iāll start there. God, itās so pretty.ā You beamed, holding out your hand in front of you to stare at it.Ā
āI got it from my dad after my birthday party. Believe me, I would have done this sooner, but all the stuff with buying the fucking land was a pain in my ass, and took way longer than I thought it was going to. I put the offer in right before we left for Chicago, and didnāt close on everything until like 2 weeks ago. ā Javi sighed, shaking his head.Ā
āYeah Jav, Iām SO upset you didnāt get this beautiful piece of land to build our dream house on and propose to me a few weeks sooner, Iām calling it all off.ā You joked, your voice oozing with sarcasm as Javi rolled his eyes at you.Ā
āPendejo.āĀ
āHey, youāre the one who asked to marry me. When did you decide building a house was gonna be a part of this whole plan?ā You asked, smirking over at Javi, giving him a little nudge across the center console.Ā
āFor a while now. I looked at a few houses after I got the ring, but nothing felt right. My dad built our house on the ranch when he and my mom got married, and after talking with him, it was the only thing that made sense. I want our house to be everything we want. Everything you want.ā He smiled, tracing his thumb in soft circles along your leg.Ā
āJavi, we could live in a cardboard box together and I would be happy. I donāt care as long as Iām with you. Although, Iām not mad about it.ā The both of you laughed to yourselves, stupid grins on your faces. āSo like, are you gonna build it? Not that I donāt trust your construction skills, but that seems like a lotta house for one man.āĀ
āJesus, no. My cousin Dannyās a contractor- I talked to him when I was thinking about doing all of this. He helped me find the place and already agreed to start building whenever weāre ready. I told him obviously we would help whenever we could, and my dad has already offered to help too- heās about to be over there every day, because heās convinced the sooner the house is built, the sooner he gets his grandkids.āĀ
āI think he may be the most excited out of anyone.ā You giggled, shaking your head. āSo he obviously knows about all this? Did he help with setting everything up?āĀ
āYeah, he had some help too.ā Javi smiled as the two of you pulled into the driveway of the PeƱa ranch, the sun slowly beginning to set behind the horizon, the golden rays spilling in through the windows of his truck as he shifted it into park. He quickly got out, hopping around to your side of the car to open your door, taking your hand and helping you down after planting a soft kiss on your lips.Ā
The two of you walked hand in hand up to the house, giddy with excitement to finally talk with Chucho about everything Javi had surprised you with today, almost forgetting that the 3 of you still had Thanksgiving to celebrate on top of everything else. āOh shit, the pies!ā You exclaimed, getting ready to run back to the truck before Javi grabbed your arm, stopping you in your tracks.Ā
āIāll go get them in a minute, letās go inside, okay?ā He insisted, dragging you back towards the house.Ā
āJavi, itāll take like 2 seconds, I-ā
āOstia. Just go inside, okay?āĀ
āFine, fine!ā You laughed, reaching your hand down to twist open the doorknob, looking up at Javiās boyish grin. āI just donāt understand why-āĀ
āOH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, THEYāRE HERE! AHHHHHHH HONEY!āĀ
You stood there for a moment, wondering who the hell was screeching at the top of their lungs, ambushing you in a hug that felt more like a death grip than anything else. It took a second before you processed the all too familiar voice and arms wrapped around your body, making your heart race and tears begin to fall down your face.Ā
āWait, wha- Wait Mom?! What are you-āĀ Ā
āOh sweetheart, oh my God! BOYS! GET YOUR ASSES OUT HERE! COME CONGRATULATE YOUR SISTER.ā Your Mom shouted over your shoulder, still squeezing you in her arms, shaking you frantically. āJAVI, HONEY, AH WE ARE SO HAPPY FOR YOU!ā Your mom shrieked, pulling Javi in for just as tight of a hug as the one you had just gotten a few seconds earlier before turning back to you, squeezing you again.Ā
āWait, everyone- Mom, what the fuck? What are you- wait, what are you all doing here?ā Finally beginning to come to, you pulled away from your mom to see not only Chucho, but your dad, brothers, and nieces all smiling back at your awestruck face.Ā
āLanguage honey, Jesus, just because youāre getting married doesnāt mean you get to swear at your mom.ā She swatted at you, rolling her eyes.Ā
You took another step back as your eyes darted between Javi and your family, your jaw hanging open in absolute shock. āBut when did you- how did- Wait, what is happening?ā You ran your hands through your hair, head swiveling back and forth, looking for someone to explain how the hell your family had ended up here, at the PeƱa Ranch in Laredo, Texas.Ā
Shuffling up behind your mom, your dad greeted you, pulling you in for a quick hug and little noogie on your arm before doing the same to Javi, standing between the two of you as he spoke. āOnce this kid knew when he was gonna propose, he wanted to find a way for us to be there. He knew how much you didnāt wanna miss Thanksgiving, which I donāt fucking understand, I thought you were gettinā a get outta jail free card from these idiots,ā He gestured over at Charlie and David, shrugging in agreement before turning back to you, āJavi asked if we wanted to come down here for Thanksgiving so we could celebrate it and spend it with you. You found a good one, kiddo.āĀ Ā
āCongrats, asshat. If thereās hope for you, then thereās hope for us all, isnāt there?ā David snickered, giving you a playful punch before patting you on the back for a hug.Ā
āTo say thereās hope for you is generous.ā You smirked at David, elbowing him back as Olivia squealed, running up to you with her arms outstretched, her patience running out as she waited for the grownups to finish talking.Ā
āAUNTIE BEAR!āĀ
āCutie patootie!ā You shrieked back, picking her up and spinning her around.Ā
āAuntie Bear, did Mr. Javi do the surprise? Did you know that Mr. Chucho has cows?! And horses!? I got to go pet one and Brianna did too, but she was scared and cried, but I didnāt ācause Iām really brave!ā Olivia beamed, giggling as you gave her one last twirl as you set her back down.Ā
āYou got to go see the animals? Arenāt they so cute? Yes, Mr. Javi did the surprise, it was a really good one.ā You smiled back at Javi, tears welling in your eyes, wondering how your heart could feel any fuller.Ā
āThis niƱita y su hermana (little girl and her sister) took very good care of the animals this afternoon. Gracias, peque (thanks, little one).ā Chucho grinned, reaching down to give Olivia a gentle high five as she bounced in excitement before looking back up at you. āOh mija. I am so happy for you both. Your family is a hoot, I will tell you that. I see where you get your spunk from.ā All of you laughed as you wrapped your arms around Chucho.
āMr. PeƱa, thatās a very nice way of calling us the biggest bunch of annoying idiots youāve ever met, so thank you.ā Charlie remarked, making everyone laugh equally as hard as he leaned against you, holding your other niece, Brianna as he ruffled your hair. āIām so happy for you, Cubby. Natalie says she wishes she could be here, but with the baby, she couldnāt make it out.āĀ
āIād ask if she was mad, but considering you got these two little monsters and yourself out of her hair, Iām guessing sheās kind of relieved. Tell her weāre excited to meet baby Lucas at Christmas. Thank you, Charlie.āĀ
Now that you had finally said hello to everyone, you turned back around to look at Javi, the look on his face only slightly smug as he winked at you, shaking your head back at him in disbelief. āYou are absolutely insane, you know that?ā You tried to laugh through your tears, caging your chest against Javiās as you hugged him, wondering how in the world you had ended up so goddamn lucky. āThank you, Javi. This is- I canāt- I donāt even know what to say. I love you so much.ā Javi reached down, brushing a stray piece of hair from your face as he cupped his hand around your jaw, smiling out at your family before back down at you.Ā
āI told you, Osita. You deserve everything. Iām glad I get to spend forever trying to give it to you. I love you too.ā He leaned down, pressing a gentle kiss on your lips, quickly interrupted by the sounds of Oliviaās disgust at the two of you.Ā
āEw, thatās really gross. Auntie Bear, do you have to kiss him now because youāre getting married? Maybe just do that when Iām not here.ā She grimaced, covering her eyes and sticking out her tongue. Your family burst out in laughter, only to be interrupted once again by your momās excited screams.Ā
āMARRIED! Honey, youāre getting MARRIED!āĀ
āJesus, Pam! Iām right here! Youāre gonna blow out my fuckinā ear drum!ā Your dad winced, covering the sides of his head with his hands.Ā
āYeah. Yeah, weāre getting married.ā You replied to your mom, without breaking your stare up at Javi, your cheeks warm and full from the grins between them.Ā
The rest of the night was spent full of joy and laughter as all of you gathered in the PeƱaās kitchen for Chuchoās Thanksgiving feast, telling your family all about the surprises of your day, listening to them explain their antics of getting from Chicago to Laredo, how they had spent the day with Chucho at the ranch after helping set up for the proposal, and stories of Thanksgivings past, and the sweet memories of the family youād wished could have been here to celebrate. The hours passed by like seconds as you ate more than your fair share of food, (excluding the pie you had made, considering Javi and your brothers practically inhaled it from the moment it was set out on the table), and laughing harder than ever as your family taught Javi and Chucho how to play āChaos Cutleryā- your familyās version of the game āSpoonsā, which wasnāt really that much different besides the element of danger involved with your competitive-ass siblings.
Ā You truly didnāt think that your heart could get any fuller as you looked around to see all of the people you loved more than anyone in the world all gathered in once place, celebrating the happiest day you had ever had with the man you were going to get to call yours for the rest of your life. As the hours of the night grew later and later, you found yourself fighting off the sleep from your amazing, but exhausting day, not wanting the dream that had been today to come to an end. It wasnāt until Javi noticed you softly snoring against his shoulder as you were sitting on the couch, realizing the only ones left awake were him and your brothers, deep in an argument about who would win in a fight between 100,000 chickens and 10 dinosaurs, that he realized that it was probably time to get you home.Ā
āHermosa.ā He whispered, pressing a soft kiss on your forehead. āBaby, letās get you home, okay?āĀ
āIām awake. I donāt want today to be done.ā You grumbled, half-asleep, eyes still closed shut as you curled into Javiās lap.Ā
āOsita, itās 1 in the morning, everyone else is asleep too. Your familyās here all weekend, baby, I promise weāll get to spend lots of time with them, we gotta get you home before I fall asleep, too. Cāmon.ā He chuckled to himself, watching you scrunch your face, trying to wake yourself up as he helped to pull you off the couch. Javi tried his best to say goodbye to his dad to let him know you were leaving, even though he had already been sound asleep for the past hour in his chair with Olivia and Brianna on either side of him, the trio up well past their usual bedtime. Javi's heart fluttered at the sight, watching the fabric of your families lives intertwining to become one, fitting perfectly together. After you and your family said your half coherent goodbyes for the night, Javi helped hoist you up into the truck before the two of you headed back to the apartment.Ā
Curling over the center console to rest your head against Javiās shoulder, a sleepy smile spread across your face tangling your hand in his as he traced gentle circles with his thumb along your skin.Ā
āJaviā¦ā You mumbled, your eyelids heavy with sleep as your blinks grew slower and slower.Ā
āYeah, baby?āĀ
āThis was the best day I think Iāve ever had in my entire life. No, I know it was the best day Iāve ever had in my entire life. I canāt believe you wanna marry me. And build me a house. And that you made sure my family was here to celebrate. I love you so much, Javi. Thank you for everything. Youāre the best thing thatās ever happened to me. I canāt wait to spend the rest of my life with you.āĀ
āTodayās the best day Iāve ever had too, Osita.ā He grinned, pulling your intertwined hand with his up to his mouth, pressing a tender kiss on your knuckles. āI canāt wait to spend the rest of my life with you too, Hermosa. I canāt imagine it without you. Te amo con todo mi corazĆ³n (I love you with all of my heart).ā Javi let out a content sigh, pausing for a moment, waiting for response. It didnāt take him long to realize that you were already back asleep, the sweet sounds of your snores against his sleeve making him laugh to himself. āDulces sueƱos, mi amor. Soy el hombre mĆ”s afortunado del mundo. (Sweet dreams, my love. I am the luckiest man in the whole world.)Ā
As Javi spent the rest of the drive with you propped up against his arm, he couldnāt help but smile at the beautiful gold band wrapped around your finger, resting in his lap.
Before you, Javier PeƱa didnāt really have much to live for. He didnāt think heād deserved to. He was tired and broken, disappointed in the man that he had become. Now, you had become his everything. His light, his hope, the thing that made life worth living. You had taken his broken and battered pieces and put him back together. You had made him whole again. On a Wednesday in May, Javier PeƱa had fallen head over heels with you, the woman who would forever change his life for the better. And on Thursday in late November, the woman who had forever changed him, was now his forever, too.
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ā§.* pairingsĀ ā charles leclerc x fem! singer! reader
ā§.* genreĀ ā social media au āؾ fluff
ā§.* summaryĀ ā in which your best friend George gets fed up with watching you and Charles secretly yearn for each other while claiming to be just friends. so, when you lose a bet to George, he takes control of your social media accounts for 24 hours, using the opportunity to help you make a move on your crush.
ā§.* face claimĀ ā suki waterhouse
ā§.* warningsĀ ā none
ā§.* milyās thoughtsĀ ā this is the last part so enjoy (also this is kinda rushed lol). thank you guys so much for 328 followers, your recent support means a lot to me mwah :)
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ĖĖ ā¶ IMESSAGE ā w/ princess george . ā§ Ė
princess george: Y/N
princess george: YOU HAVE TO STOP IGNORING ME
princess george: ARE YOU ON A DATE WITH CHARLES????
princess george: YOU FORGOT TO GIVE ME UPDATES ON HOW THE CONVO WITH HIM WENT AND THEN IM OPENING YOUR INSTAGRAM STORY TO SEE YOURE ON A DATE???!
princess george: Listen.
princess george: I know this is you punishing me or whatever but PLEASE tell me whatās going on bc i cant take this
princess george: I just have to know if my master plan workedš
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charles_leclerc i love you so muchā¤ļø
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georgerussell63 SO THIS IS HOW I HAD TO FIND OUT?????????
yourusername gotta teach you a lesson somehowš¤·š¼āāļø
charles_leclerc @arthur_leclerc Has to be taught a lesson as well
arthur_leclerc @charles_leclerc Oh cāmon it had to be done
georgerussell63 @arthur_leclerc THATS THE SPIRITā¼ļøš„
georgerussell63 Still canāt believe you ghosted me
yourusername you deserved itš
georgerussell63 Okay trueš
july 23, 2023
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need need need headcannons about ellie and southern!reader
Ellie Williams Headcanons: Southern!Reader
(I'm bri-ish š¬š§šš¼āāļø, so this will probably be very stereotypical, but I'm entering my yeehaw era in spirit so <33) and because i know its going to be laughanly stereotypical, this is a CRACKFIC, and is overdramatised,
I'm not going to sugar coat it, she bullies you a bit.
loves to imitate ur accent and thinks she's so funny (she's not but don't tell her that)
"Ellie darlin', have you seen my face cream?" you yell from the ensuite bathroom to your girlfriend still laying idly in bed.
"i dONt KnOw DARliN'." she laughs to herself, imitating a bad southern accent. she shuts up when you throw a pillow at her tho so š¤·š¼āāļø.
finds visiting your home state SO fun.
I feel like if there was no outbreak she would be such a city girl idc
absolutely loves your home, it's in the middle of nowhere, a secluded little town with all locally sourced shops and bars, no commercialisation in sight.
and when she finds out about the horses?!
she's packing her bags immediately.
even if you don't own a horse, she's making it her life's mission to find one and ride it around town like she's in an old school cowboy action movie.
it's embarrassing as fuck.
loves your mamas cooking.
it's so generic but her favorite dish is her fried chicken.
you could tell your mama loved Ellie. how? you may be asking. easy answer, the portion sizes. as soon as she entered the dining room with the usual blue patterned china plates but an extremely unusual heap of fried chicken, mash potatoes, greens and barbeque sauce.
"thank you ma'am"
"you're welcome sugar, eat up, I've got some sweet pastries in the oven as we speak."
your dad on the other hand? she's terrified of meeting him, already envisioning this tough broad man with a shotgun and a stupid fucking cowboy hat.
but when a sweet older gentleman who was a bit chubby after a few too many homemade sweet pastries that doubts and worries instantly fade.
does absolutley NOT stand for classic country homophobia.
her inner chihuaha ankle biter instincts kick in and before you know it some guy is being knocked off a stool ,in a bar you and ellie decided to visit ,by a mean right hook.
Can you write one about Jack or Ethan where itās based on the song speak now by Taylor swift where the reader is gonna get married but then something dramatic happens or something like that š
speak now ā ethan landry
word count: 2,057
pairing: slytherin!ethan landry x slytherin!fem!reader
summary: y/n is forced to marry another man, but ethan was around when the preacher said "speak now."
authorās note: was it necessary for this to be a harry potter au? nope. but arranged marriages are common in the wizarding world so i said why not š¤·š¼āāļø
Y/N Y/L/N CAME FROM A PRESTIGIOUS FAMILY OF PURE-BLOOD WIZARDS. And like most pure bloods, her family shared traditional and archaic ideas that pushed her down the rabbit hole she was now trapped in.
It had been the cruelest of summers. She had found out that she was getting married to one of the most disgusting boys she had ever met. Enzo was a Slytherin, just like her, and was constantly strutting around the castle, with his chin held high like he was better than everyone, and constantly bullying those who weren't pure bloodsāEthan Landry being his constant punch ball. Hence why Y/N hated Enzo so much.
Ethan was Y/N's best friend. He was also a Slytherin, but unlike most of the students in there, he was a muggleborn. Their connection had been instant, and Y/N had surprised Ethan with her open mind and kind heart despite her backgrounds. She was his only friend, due to the rest of the house looking at him as if he were dust under their shoes, but he didn't careāY/N was all he needed. He had become so accustomed to being by her side that on summers he felt empty, and spent all those months counting the days until they were back at Hogwarts.
When he found her on an empty wagon, his smile couldn't have been wider. Y/N's mood lifted up a bit, but her smile wasn't as lively as usual. Ethan noticed she was paler, she had dark bags under her eyes and her gaze had flickers of sadness.
"Hey... what's wrong, love?" Ethan wrapped her in his arms.
"I missed you, E. This summer has been hell, and it's only going to get worse." Y/N said, trying to hold back the tears, but her voice gave her away.
"What happened?" he asked worried.
"I'm getting married. My dad arranged it. I'm going to be Enzo's wife in a month."
Ethan's world stopped. His body grew still, his surroundings froze and his joy turned into ashes. The idea of her with another boy made him want to throw up, but the thought of her being forced to marry someone she didn't want? It made him furious, made him want to scream and avakedavra everyone but her.
"What happens if you say no?" Ethan managed to ask.
"They will disown me, probably kick me out of the house"
"That is not so bad, isn't it? I mean, it is bad, but worse than being married to that pig?"
"Eth... I have no one else, nowhere to go. And yeah, marry Enzo is not ideal but that doesn't mean I have to... do romantic stuff, right? I won't kiss him, or even share a room with him." she said hopeful.
"For now, Y/N/N. Now it's only marriage, but soon it'll be about expanding the bloodline, you know that."
"Yes, I know." and that's the moment she started to sob. "I have no choice, Eth."
"Live with me." he blurted, making her look at him in shock. "I'll talk to my dad. We are three siblings, but we can share a bed, or I'll take the couch and you can sleep on my bed. We'll see, but please Y/N you can't marry him."
"Eth, that's so nice but I can't accept that offer. I'll be completely cut off, so I won't be able to pay for the food or the rent, or the stuff for school. And I sure as hell won't let your dad pay for me, even if he says yes."
"But-"
Y/N cut him off "That is my final word, Eth. Please, I don't want to keep talking about it. I just want to be with you and forget about everything else. Tell me about your summer."
"It was okay. I missed you like crazy, though. I kept expecting to hear your voice and your contagious laugh" he said. Their eyes met, and the room got thick with tension. There was a big elephant in the room, and he was determined to address it. "Been thinking all summer about what happened at King's Cross at the end of the year."
"I shouldn't have done that." Y/N shook her head.
"You regret it?" his voice came out in a whisper because the words she said had cut him deep.
"I didn't, until my father told me he basically sold me to Enzo." she said. "That kiss was all I ever wanted. You are everything I ever wanted, and for a few days, I thought I could have. Now, you're everything I ever wanted but can't have."
"Says who?"
"Um, my father? Enzo? Enzo's family?"
"Who gives a fuck about them?" he said bluntly. Before she could open her mouth, he continued. "Do you want to be with me?"
"Ethan of course I want to be with you, but-"
"Then be my girlfriend, I want to be with you, too." he grabbed her hands.
"I can't be your girlfriend only for a month, Ethan. That's not fair to you."
"Who says it should only be for a month?"
"You're not making sense right now. I'm getting married."
"Yeah, and I'll still be your boyfriend. No one has to know what we do."
"That's bloody crazy, Landry. What happens when I have to... get pregnant, form a family." God, the thought disgusted her but it was the truth. That was women's purpose in the pure blood communityāto marry and have children.
Ethan's jaw clenched. "Don't say that."
"You said it yourself minutes ago. No matter how much we hate it, it's the truth. That is my future."
"Then let's be together until the day of the wedding" he said defeated. The word āweddingā made his stomach turn. "I don't want to be left wondering what we could've been together. Let's enjoy the time we have, let yourself enjoy the freedom you have left."
Ethan was right. She was not going to let those devils ruin the last few days of happiness she had left. She could see the end even as it began. But he was standing there, so tall and handsome as hell, and he made her so happy that she couldn't refuse. "Okay."
"Yeah?" he said surprised.
Y/N smiled and nodded. "Yes. Let's do it. I want to be with you."
"Can I kiss you now? I've been waiting the whole summer."
"God, yes."
The couple exited the train with swollen lips, messy hair, wrinkled clothes and sparks flying around them.
THIRTY DAYS LATER, IT WAS TIME TO CAGE THOSE SPARKS AND LOCK THEM FOREVER. Both teenagers spent their last night tangled up together, with Ethan's hands in her hair and clothes on the floor of the room of requirements.
The memory of Ethan sleeping so peacefully on her shoulder was a memory that would follow Y/N around forever. It was going to haunt her and break her heart every single time because she would never get to see it again. He wasn't the one he was going to wake up next to, and the realization took her down. Once she was out of that door, her life of eternal sadness would begin.
"Good morning, love." his familiar voice whispered on her ear.
"Hi, handsome." she smiled sadly. "How is it that you look this gorgeous even first thing in the morning?"
"I don't know, I should ask you that." he kissed her collarbone.
They spent a few minutes in silence, holding each other. But Y/N knew it was time to go. In a few hours, she would have the weight of a ring on her finger. "Eth..."
"Just a few more seconds, please." his voice was thin, and his eyes were shut trying not to let the tears fall.
"I don't know if this is going to make things worse, but I need you to know. Eth, you are the love of my life."
"You are the love of my life, too. Knew it since the first time we met, when you jinxed that asshole who called me a mudblood."
"I'm the knight in shinning armour to your damsel in distress" Y/N joked.
"I love you" Ethan said grabbing her hand and kissing her knuckles, never taking his eyes off hers.
"I love you, too." but I have to go, were the words that she didn't say but floated in the air. Ethan nodded, and she got up put her clothes on and dragged her feet towards the door, her steps as heavy as the pain in her heart. Taking a deep breath, she opened the door and left, leaving her happiness behind.
ETHAN'S INVITATION HAD BEEN WITHDRAWN BY THE LOVELY BROOM-TO-BE. Yet, he was not going to let Y/N feel alone in that awful day, so he sneaked inside the church and hid in the curtains. He had a good view of the whole sceneāthe guests, Enzoās snotty little family, who had chosen an awful pastel theme, Enzo standing straight in his light grey suit and the preacher behind him.
Then an organ started to play a song that sounded like a death march. Seconds later, the wide tall wooden doors opened and Y/N entered in her flowy lilac dress. Scanning the room, her eyes caught sight of Ethan and after the shock disappeared, she had to bit back a smile. She knew this was hard for him too, so the fact that he still went to support her made her love him even more.
His eyes followed her figure until she stopped in front of Enzo. On the outside, they looked great. Her dress had little grey details that matched his suit and they both were extremely good-looking. But it didn't matter how handsome Enzo was, Ethan knew Y/N wished the one standing beside her at the altar was him.
Once the attention of the people was at the front of the room, Ethan sat on the last row alone. His focus was on the beautiful bride, who was trying to mask her sadness with a fake and tense smile. He frowned in discontent. He couldn't let her become her signature, he couldn't let her live an unhappy life.
And then, he heard the preacher say, "Speak now, or forever hold your peace."
The complete silence that embraced the room after those words was interrupted by the screeching sound of the wooden bench. It wasn't until he felt eyes on him that Ethan realized he had stood up, and then his senses came back at once. His hands were shaky and sweaty, his mouth was completely dry and his breath got caught in his throat. He could feel the horrified looks of everyone in the room, but he was only looking at her.
"I don't know what I'm doing, to be completely honest. I never thought I would ever barge in on a white veil occasion, but I can't let you do it, Y/N/N. You shouldn't be marrying the wrong boy. Please, don't say yes."
Enzo was practically killing him with his eyes, and if there weren't so many people around, he may have thrown the killing curse at him. But right now, Ethan would take every curse and jinx if it meant Y/N's life wouldn't become a hellhole.
"Ethan..." it was the only thing that came out of her mouth. Her head was spinning like a tornado.
"No, you need to hear me out" he begged. "It's going to be difficult, but we're going to get through it together. You are the love of my life, and I'm yours. Please don't marry him. Let's ran away now. I love you"
"Y/N stop this nonsense. Someone guide the mudblood out."
Before Y/N knew it, her clenched fist impacted with Enzoās face and gasps echoed in the room. "Don't you ever insult my boyfriend again. Don't test me, Enzo. I know more dark curses than you could ever imagine, and I'd love to try them on you."
She took her heels off and ran down the aisle and into Ethan's arms. "Holy shit, that was so hot. I love you." he yelled as they sprinted out of the church hand in hand.
Y/N laughed. She felt happy, free and completely fearless. "I love you too. I'm so glad you were around when they said speak now."
Stardew Valley Bachelors and how theyād react if you told them youāve never dated anyone before
Headcanons about our baby girls :3 āNever datedā also refers to no romantic experience whatsoever. The Farmer is gender neutral, for Harveyās it could be read as afab but I leave that up to your imagination
Content warning: mild nsfw
Sam:
-he doesnāt care because same LMFAO
-admittedly, he feels more comfortable with that piece of knowledge as he doesnāt feel as pressured to do everything right
-āwow, Farmer, really?! I wouldnāt have guessed, but me neither! B-but donāt worry, we will handle this together. This will be so much fun!ā
-heās excited to explore this new chapter of your life togetherā¦with lots of kissies
-canāt believe he is the first person to call you hisā and feels extremely flattered by it. He wonāt shut up about it when heās with Abi and Seb
-the smexy time with him will be a blast though. Heās maybe not the most skilled lover, but his enthusiasm makes up for all of it. He helps you relax and take it light. Be prepared for lots of praise and absent-minded filth coming from his mouth
Sebastian:
-homeboy really doesnāt give a shit tbh, he doesnāt even give you a big reaction
-we both know he hasnāt dated before either, but itās nothing of his concern either
-āā¦ok, thatās coolā¦(?)ā *proceeds playing games on his consoleā
-though you donāt have any reference points, heās still trying to be the best boyfriend he can be for you because you deserve it (he wonāt say that though)
-what can I say, heās pretty indifferent š¤·š¼āāļø
-about intimate business thoughā¦he has no clue what to do and wished at least you knew, but you both make it work. The first time is a bit too gentle, but that will change once you get the hang of it. Itās nerve-wrecking to him but heās also excited to learn all these new things with you and make you feel good
Harvey:
-Harvey wouldnāt mind either way, he knows youāre an adult and that you can choose to live your life however you want to with whoever
-buuuut, unlike with the others, it makes him even more anxious that he is your first partner and wants to make everything right.
-āIām not the most exciting guy, but Iāll try my best to make this relationship perfect for you, because you deserve nothing but the best.ā
-His last relationship was years ago, so this feels new to him as well. He takes things slow with you, especially since heās very shy and needs to ease into things as well. Everything being new to you makes him feel young again
-feels guilty for going further with you too as he doesnāt want to mess things up. He knows how painful and uncomfortable it can be and wants you to remember it fondly, peppering you with lots of kisses, soft touches, hand holding and prep work
-overall, heās the best first boyfriend you could ever wish for. Heās caring, polite and cute :3
Elliott:
-ma man, ma boy, he has waited for this moment
-Elliott is a notorious romantic, of course he will take this opportunity to make your time with him the most special experience of your entire life
-āIt will be a pleasure to show you the world through rose-coloured glasses, my love. *kisses your hand all so gently*. So you wonāt ever forget that you are the light of my life, that you are loved.ā
-not that he wouldnāt wanna do that if you had dated anyone before, but he goes along with things differently depending on your experience
-if youāre new to this, he will take it slow. The last he wants is to push you to do things youāre not comfortable with
-heās a very romantic man, but that also encapsulates that heās a very sexual man ( not in a creepy perv way of course, just very passionate about the whole gist of being intimate). But he waits with that for a LOOOONG time before he plans a romantic bedroom date with a hot bath, rose petals and body oils if he knows itās your first relationship
-a lot of rom-com-esque adventures await you with this fine gentleman, and the build up to the big night will be worth the patience ;)
Shane:
-Quite frankly? Heās flustered the house lol
-Iām talking big rosy blush across his face and big eyes
-like, you chose HIM to be your first? Really?!
-he always thought highly of you, but now he has to reconsider how smart you could possibly be when you want him to be your first relationship
-āUh, wowā¦a-and youāre sure you want to make this experience with me ?! Of all people?!ā
-He has had many meaningless hookups in the past, but relationshipsā¦.oof they werenāt that deep, and he never cared about any of them like he cares about you.
-He tries his best. Heās not an anxious mess like Harv, but he still watches how he behaves around you because he doesnāt want to break your spirit regarding relationshipsā¦he doesnāt want you to feel the way he has felt about love and trust
-though he had some hookups, itās been A WHILE K, so he has major anxiety around your first time together. As much as heād love to devour you, his anxiety makes him avoid it for the longest time. He wants nothing but the best for you, and he still doesnāt think highly of himself, not to mention his chub. But at some point, he is able to let his guard down as he knows you wouldnāt judge him for something like that ever.
Alex:
-ALEX, my preciousā¦well yeah he is stoked ngl LOL
-he is a whole jock jerk but thatās all a facade, so this piece of information makes him a little less anxious but the more excited to give it his all to make this a one-of-a-kind experience to you
-āwait, REALLY?! Thatās aweso- I mean, thatās interesting. I can consider myself a lucky guy to be your first boyfriend. You wonāt ever regret it, I promise šā *dies on the inside and wants nothing but to scream in excitement*
-BUT it also boosts his ego through the roof. He canāt believe he is the guy that made you want to go the next step, especially as no one else made you want to have a relationship before him
-Heās nothing but a good old-fashioned lover boy. Man grew up with his grandparents, one of them being Evelyn (my precious granny), so he has some manners and knows how to treat a lady (if youāre not a lady, he will treat you like one regardless because thatās all he knows lol)
-Iām sorry butā¦manās horny, and though he wants to take things slow for your sake, he will take the first opportunity to take you to bed with him letās b real. He will be gentle with you and tries his best to make it āfirst time friendlyā, but it is very hard for him as he has dreamed about this since the first time youāve met.