biolumien · 5 months ago
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Hi!! Your rooftop smoke fic with Hoshina was just superb. 😭💖
Was wondering If could request a scenario where they had been mutually pining for one another. And they'd, on more than one occasion catch each other's eyes across the room. And a handful of people from the Defense Force notices. Cause could they be more obvious?
Whether that would end up angsty or with a happy ending is up to you! I love the way you write for Hoshina. You capture him pretty perfectly haha
Stay safe and healthy!!
notes: omg... thank you for your compliments... it means smsm! uhh... well. this kinda took on a life of its own, i'm sorry. i hope you don't mind ;-;;
say it! come on, say it!
soshiro hoshina x gn!reader alternatively: romcom except then i smacked it so hard with angst at the end. sorry. word count: 2400
“you need to close your mouth when you’re staring.” you feel the ice-cold touch of a can press against your cheek, and you shriek as you stare up at–
“ah, fuck. i’m not staring, narumi,” you mutter, taking the soda can from him. narumi seemed less than convinced, his eyes barely visible from underneath his bangs. 
“o-kay. and you’re totally not ogling hoshina with googly eyes.” narumi cracks open his own soda, taking a long sip from the can. “why don’t you just date already? i’m gonna be honest, i’m sick of you looking at him like that. it’s boring, bland, predictable… fuckin’ hate that will they won’t they bullshit.” 
“i can’t,” you complain dramatically. 
hoshina, from the other side of the room, was talking to captain ashiro while examining some paperwork. occasionally, okonogi would come over, point out some new development, and there’d seem to be another heated debate between the three. you always liked seeing hoshina in his element—whether it be instructing other officers, training with his blades, or awkwardly not making eye contact with him when he spoke to you. 
“like hell you can’t!” narumi hissed, reaching out to put you in a headlock. “stop looking at him like that!” 
“like hell what? who’s looking at who?” 
hoshina had come over, staring at the two of you, right as narumi’s arm was beginning to wrap around your neck. narumi immediately flew back from you as you laughed nervously. 
“uhh, like hell i, umm…” you fumbled for an answer, staring up at hoshina nervously. why had he just come over? why was he looking at you like that? your lips quiver for a moment.
“oh, relax!” hoshina clapped you across the back, laughing. “you look so nervous! like you’ve just confessed you had some very, very personal feelings or something! that’s adorable…” 
let me die, you think furtively as hoshina’s hand brushes your shoulder. narumi’s face was pinched. 
“don’t let narumi bully you too much; he’s just a little lowlife, after all,” hoshina said with teasing venom in his voice. 
“you bitch,” narumi growled. “i have no idea how they see anything in y—” his face paled as the words left his lips, and you think you almost see god for a minute. you hide your face with your hands, waiting for hoshina’s verdict, and you swear that the next moment you get, you were going to make narumi very sorry for spilling your metaphorical, hell, call them literal at this point, guts out in the open. 
“hmm?” hoshina hums. the world fell silent—at least silent to you, in any case, your eardrums pounding in time with your heartbeat. “well—”
“vice captain hoshina!” mina ashiro’s voice was sharp and piercing. “time to go.” 
“huh?” hoshina cocks his head. “ah, of course, captain. be right there!” 
he turned to you and narumi with a small smile, one of his fangs peeking out for a moment before waving his fingers. 
“see you.” he nods his head to you specifically before he turns away. 
you wait until you are absolutely, absolutely sure he’s out of earshot before turning on narumi, throwing your soda can at his head. 
“fuck!” narumi swore. “what the fuck was that for?” 
“you idiot! why did you basically confess to him for me?!” you hiss. “i’m trying to count on you to not run your damn mouth!” 
“hoshina’s an idiot,” narumi says sullenly. “i bet he didn’t even notice.” 
[…]
the walk through the hallway was silent, up until—
“you’re red,” mina says, her hand reaching for her skirt pocket to pull out her phone. 
“stop,” hoshina’s voice is strangled, far more strangled than he’d like it to be. “no, i’m serious. no photos. you’ll need to talk to my PR agent about that.” hoshina’s ears were tinged pink, and he raised his hands to try and hide the flush. 
“hoshina,” okonogi sounded disapproving, “why don’t you just confess already? i’m getting tired watching you get so concerned over them…” 
“ha! confess,” hoshina laughs. “and what good would that do? i’m not exactly peak romance material, you know this…” 
“the only one not noticing that is you, hoshina,” mina mutters. “you get all sullen when they leave and happy when they come back, but you have to act like a… hmm… what does he act like, okonogi?” 
hoshina’s eyes went wide as okonogi hummed. 
“a cat!” okonogi declares emphatically. 
“yes. you’re right,” mina says decisively. “that’s a good fit. you act like a cat about it. you try to—”
“stop. stop it, stop it, i don’t want to hear it. stop analyzing my personality. this isn’t some kind of joke,” hoshina says, his voice sounding more flustered as he went on. “they’re never gonna say yes. it’s stupid. confessing like this… it would only be a burden on all of us.” 
mina and okonogi exchanged a look.
“besides, i’m a bad boyfriend. remember that last girl, from operations,” hoshina laughed. “broke her heart in three seconds flat.” 
“… if i remember correctly, you liked her quite a lot, though,” okonogi said hesitantly. 
“ha! so what if i did?” hoshina asked. “she only just left when i… hm.” his smile seemed to falter somewhat, but he laughed. “it’s fine. it’s fine. i’m fine.” 
behind his back, mina and okonogi exchanged another look. 
but his mind flickered back to his hand on your back, and wondered if you leaning into his touch was a fluke. 
[…]
you stare at hoshina from across the room. he’s eating by himself, half a piece of melon bread in his mouth as he stared down at some papers in his hand. you’d have asked to sit next to him, if only you were braver. but you were a coward, so here you were. you stare down at your own food, tearing off a corner of the red bean bun you were eating, popping it in your mouth. 
your crush on hoshina was about as subtle as a freight train. which is to say, you felt it coming on, and then by the time you’d fully reconciled it, you were already being run over repeatedly. it was just grappling, mostly, with how cool he was, endlessly. 
you wondered what it would be like to live under the intensity of his stare, as it enveloped you whole. 
would it be like a benevolent fire? or would he raze you so wholly that there’d be nothing left? 
you wanted to find out. you wanted to find out, but you were so scared he’d burn you before you could even get close. but what was important was that hoshina, for sure, didn’t even bother to reciprocate your feelings. that’s what you were so sure of—because why would someone like him give you the pleasure of his time? surely his time was more valuable than wasting it on a nobody like you. 
his intensity, sharpened to a fine point, was better spent figuring out how to permanently eradicate the kaiju threat altogether. 
right?
you sighed miserably. 
“now that sounds like a miserable sound to me,” hoshina’s voice rang out right next to your ear. 
you nearly jumped out of your skin as soon as you heard his voice, too focused for a second on the soft, tickling sensation of his breath against the shell of your ear. your face bloomed bright red, and you immediately backed away from him, your heart pounding loudly in your chest. 
“hoshina!” you stammer. “what—what are you doing?” 
“eating?” hoshina raises his eyebrow, a teasing smirk on his lips. “noticed you were staring. take a picture, by the way, if you want. they do last longer than the momentary glances.” he sat down next to you, continuing to eat.
so he had noticed you staring. 
“s-sorry. for staring,” you say. 
“huh? why are you sorry?” hoshina asks, cocking his head at you, one of his eyes opening a bit wider. “i don’t mind. if i minded, i woulda said something.” your face flushed a little more at his words, and you looked away as he laughed. 
“you really are cute,” he says fondly, reaching out a hand to pat your head.
… huh?
“what?” you ask weakly. 
“huh? did i say something weird?” hoshina asks, the picture perfect image of innocence—or so you’d say, if his eyes weren’t narrowed at you, and the smile on his face a little too much like a smirk, waiting for how you’d react. 
“no…? i guess? it’s just not something i thought you’d say. to me,” you say falteringly, looking away for a moment. 
“mm. i guess i should make a habit of saying it more, huh?” hoshina teases, removing his hand from your head. 
and as you fluster a little more, you curse god for your crush on soshiro hoshina. 
[…]
“you need to quit fucking around,” narumi says, pointing a dumbbell at hoshina in the training room. 
“fucking around? i’m doing nothing of the sort,” hoshina says, that mask of innocence still on his face. narumi’s brow furrows. 
“sure, and you don’t also ogle… you need to get your shit together and confess, or swear to god, i’ll kill one of you. or, hell, why don’t we just kill both of you so i don’t have to fucking look at you?” narumi scoffs, anger spiking in his voice. 
“ha, yeah, maybe if you do that i’ll finally be free from hearing your annoying, grating voice,” hoshina says, prodding narumi in the chest.
“yeah, but then you won’t confess your feelings and then i’ll have to die knowing i broke up a couple that hadn’t even gotten together,” narumi grumbles. “i’m not a monster.”
“huh?” hoshina asks.
narumi looked like he was about to blow a gasket.
“wait, so you didn’t know they reciprocate?”
“i–well, i… hoped?” hoshina says, realizing how stupid he must sound. his mind flit back to your reactions the past few days–hell, the past few weeks? maybe the past few months? “oh. shit.”
“oh. shit. indeed,” narumi mocks. “so, are you going to tell them?”
“i…” hoshina suddenly realized how terrified he was. his face paled, his hand coming up to his mouth. “i… shit. wait. this is–fuck. i…” he ran a hand through his hair, pushing his bangs up past his face, a shaking sigh passing his lips. “no. this is… how would i even begin to explain it? i’m not… i can’t. i’m not–i can’t be a good partner. not in this line of work. my judgement could be compromised! that wouldn’t–”
“your judgement is already compromised,” narumi says, a bared snarl-turned-smile on his lips. “you know, hoshina. this is probably the most interesting you’ve ever been. you’re always facades, niceties. pretended you were untouchable, swimming in that sea of self-loathing and ineptitude. but maybe you’re beginning to live a little, aren’t you?”
hoshina’s eyes widened.
living?
[...]
it’d always come to the worst, you thought. you coughed up a mouthful of blood as another round of rubble began to creak overhead. you tried to force your body to move, and your suit pulsed in response to your movements, attempting to close the bloody gashes across your body from the kaiju attack. 
“command, come in,” you gasped out, holding up a shaking hand to your in-ear. you winced as there was only a clicking static in response–was no one coming? were you all alone? were you going to die like this, your limbs barely even able to hold up their own weight even with most of your combat power unleashed? is this all you were good for? your knees buckled as you collapsed onto the ground, coughing out a mouthful of blood.
were you going to die like this?
you couldn’t.
you didn’t want to.
your vision swam a bit as you coughed out another mouthful of blood, your mind lingering.
hoshina had touched your back right before you’d left, a small smile crossing his face.
“don’t die,” he’d said. 
and here you were, stumbling through the rubble, hurting so badly that you might as well be dead. 
it was utterly and painfully cliche to think about letting hoshina down. you didn’t want to, and yet there was a horrifying possibility that you would. and as you buckled again, collapsing onto your knees, you coughed out another mouthful of blood.
fuck.
“command,” you repeated, in a weaker voice. “please. if someone–if anyone can hear me–i need help. suit damage is–” you cough again, wiping blood from your mouth. “--critical. please.” 
and as your vision swam, you felt a hand press against your shoulder.
“there you are.”
you blinked hard, staring up at the face of soshiro hoshina, who’d pulled his mask off, leaning down to pull you into his arms.
“hoshina,” you whisper. “i’m sorry–i shouldn’t have… i got…”
“why are you apologizing?” hoshina asks, his voice sounding more choked than you’d like it to be.
“i didn’t mean to–i didn’t mean for this to happen.” you think you’re bleeding across hoshina’s suit, across his gloves as you press your head against his shoulder. 
hoshina laughs desperately, wetly.
“you didn’t mean to–of course you didn’t mean to!” hoshina protests. “the attack was more than any of us could have predicted–of course you didn’t mean for any of this happen–i don’t want you to apologize for that.” his hand reaches up to swipe some blood away from your brow. “come on, love. i have to tell you how i feel–that bastard was right, after all. my judgement was compromised from the beginning, around you.” 
“that bastard? narumi?” you ask, coughing a bit. why did it feel so cold? your eyes fluttered for a moment,  “what does he have to do with any of this–”
“i love you,” hoshina says. “i’m sorry it took me this long to tell you. and i’m selfish, for waiting until you’re bloodied, like this, to tell you.” you didn’t like the desperate look in his eyes like he was convinced you were going to die. you leaned up, pressing a kiss to the corner of his mouth.
“you bastard,” you muttered. “couldn’t you have thought up a better time and place for all of this?” 
“no,” hoshina admits. “because i’m selfish, after all.” he smiles at you, the corner of his mouth twitching ever so slightly. “come on. let’s get you to the medbay. i’m not letting you die on me yet.”
“okay,” you whispered weakly. “okay.”
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imthepointe · 4 years ago
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First Love / Late Spring
Five times Kai asks Cole to marry him, and the one time Cole (sort of) says yes.
a/n: word count- 3322, tw- mentions of injury
1  (in their first year of friendship)
Kai Smith was not a professional blacksmith. 
Say what you will about his weapon-making and metallurgy abilities, but unlike his parents, he lacked proper training and technique; he supposed that was why Sensei had him spending the day hunched over the furnace, practicing crafting weapons. The fire ninja couldn’t complain too much, though, since a certain earth ninja was also instructed to accompany him during his practice. 
Kai ceased hammering whatever it was he was trying to make and frowned. What was supposed to be a chain on a nunchuck looked...nothing of the sort.
“Cole Brookestone,” he offered up said metal band to his friend, “will you marry me?” 
A barely fifteen-year-old Cole put his hand to his chest and gasped. “I- I don’t know what to say,” he smiled, “I’m honored, truly.”
Kai slipped the dingy, ring-shaped metal onto his finger and smiled, feeling his face warm and his stomach swoop.
“Unfortunately, I am going to have to decline,” Cole said solemnly. 
“What? Why?” 
Cole laughed. “Your execution was lousy and informal.” He inspected Kai’s homemade ring on his finger as the fire ninja scrambled to his feet.
“It was perfect, I got on one knee and everything,” Kai sighed, a smile still remaining on his face. “But If you’re gonna reject me, I want my ring back.”
Cole held his hand with the ring close to his chest, laughing again in the same way that made Kai’s face burn. “No way. This is mine now.”
Kai jumped, reaching for the ring, only for Cole to dodge. Despite his youth, the earth ninja was still considerably larger than Kai, so a little game of keep away was no trouble. Still, he let the red ninja continue to play this game.
“But you rejected me! It’s mine!” Kai pounced again, this time landing a hit on Cole’s chest, prying his hands apart.
“I rejected you, not the ring!” Cole cried in between giggles.
Kai wrapped his hand around Cole’s waist and pulled him close, still wrestling to get the ring from his finger, even though he knew it was futile. “Me and the ring are a package deal,” he scowled, a shimmer in his eye.
Cole picked Kai up, tossing him over his shoulder with ease. Kai could feel Cole’s back tense as he began carrying him out of the little blacksmith’s shop, laughing so hard he’s nearly in tears.
“Fine!” Kai half shouted, half laughed after a few moments of playful struggle, relaxing against Cole’s shoulder. “I give up! The ring was ugly anyway.”
Cole set Kai down, a triumphant grin on his face. “Yeah, it was ugly. I like it.”
2 (post mortem)
Kai stood at Cole’s closed door, unsure of whether to knock or not.
Not one person had gotten a wink of sleep since returning from Yang’s temple, especially Cole- though that was probably because he didn’t need sleep now. 
Of all the things that could have gone wrong at the temple, why this?
Kai sucked in a breath and knocked on Cole’s closed door. A soft “come in” sounded, though it had a ghastly and fazed edge to it.
“Hey,” was all he said, pushing his way into the familiar room.
Cole was just sitting (hovering?) on his bed, blankly staring at nothing in particular. He hummed in acknowledgment.
“I was, uh,” the fire ninja rubbed the back of his neck, stumbling on his words. Cole would know what to say in a situation like this if any other teammate had been turned into a ghost, but all the things Kai wanted to say stopped at his tongue, like a barrier was holding them back. “I was just checking in.”
“I’m fine.”
FSM, what a liar. Even Kai wasn’t dense enough to fall for that. 
“I mean, you can talk to me about it, you know?” Kai made his way from the door to the little space beside the earth ninja on the bed.
As he sat down, a chill ran up his spine. The air around the new ghost was cold and illuminated by soft green light that was produced by Cole’s new form-- it was weird, seeing someone Kai had always looked up to as strong and indomitable seem so fragile and weak.
“I know. I’m fine. Thanks for checking,” Cole turned his face away from Kai.
Kai sighed, making an attempt to put his hands onto Cole’s, to no avail. When Kai’s warm hands phased right through the earth ninja’s, he flinched.
“Please talk to me,” Kai said softly, failing to add because I need to hear your voice.
There was a beat of silence. When Cole didn’t respond, the red ninja tried again. He shifted his body to face more openly towards Cole, who was still staring off into the space just beyond the floor.
“Can you make yourself solid?”
“No.”
Kai felt a little part of himself die when he heard those words. He shifted closer to Cole cautiously and cleared his throat. “Can you try for me?”
Now, Cole looked up and met the fire ninja’s eyes. His face was smaller than normal, eyes drawn wide into a scared expression that took Kai aback.
The ghost forced a small smile. “I already have tried, Kai, it’s no use,” his voice was muted. “I can’t hold anything and I can’t feel anything and-”
“Try for me now, okay?”
For a moment, it seemed as if Cole was going to protest, but he quickly shut his mouth and instead nodded weakly. Kai stood and rummaged around his room for something small that Cole could hold. 
Cole was an organized person, but he didn’t really have many trinkets lying around that would work. He was organized and was not a compulsive hoarder, and it was in times like these when those two qualities were not good things.
Kai thumbed through the drawers of Cole’s nightstand, looking for a rock, a pencil, or anything, before his eyes landed on a small shiny ring.
Well, maybe calling it a “ring” was subjective.
Kai held up the small metal band he had made while he was supposed to be practicing blacksmithing almost two years ago, showing it to Cole. 
“You kept this?” he asked, surprised.
Once again, the black ninja gave a small nod. 
Kai felt his stomach turn as light as a feather and a blush creep into his cheeks. “But--it’s the ugliest thing I’ve ever seen in my life,” Kai laughed, moving closer to Cole. “Why did you keep it?”
“I wouldn’t throw away a ring my fiance gave me.”
The fire ninja remembered the conversation he had with Cole that day in the blacksmith, when Kai had fake-but-not-really-fake proposed to Cole with this ugly ring that wasn’t even supposed to be a ring.
Kai was a much better smith now than he was two years ago. 
“Hold out your hand and concentrate,” Kai ordered. Cole extended his hand and closed his eyes shut.
When Kai slipped the band onto Cole’s finger and let go, the ring stayed in place. The ghost opened his eyes slowly, curiously looking at his hand, as if checking to make sure it was still attached. When he saw that the ring was still on his finger, he smiled. 
“Kai, I feel it.” 
“Well, now you have to marry me,” Kai said with a click of his tongue.
Cole laughed, and this time it was genuine.
3 (but it was forgotten)
“It just doesn’t make any sense,” Kai shook his head. “Why Nya?”
“Cause she looks like some other chick named Delara? I dunno,” Cole sighed. “Maybe you should wish for Nadakhan to marry you instead.”
Kai leaned against Cole’s shoulder, sticking out his bottom lip way too far for the pout to be real. Cole just rolled his eyes, making himself corporeal to accommodate the fire ninja putting all of his weight on to the ghostly earth ninja. 
The Bounty’s room was completely empty save for the two of them sitting at the table, and Cole was silently thankful for that; it was pretty par for the course for Kai to be all over people, but if Jay knew that Cole wasn’t directly opposing Kai’s clinginess, the lightning ninja would never let him live it down.
“Maybe you have a point,” Kai smirked, now sitting upright. “Who wouldn’t wanna marry me? I’m awesome, I’m funny, I’m--”
A hand flew over Kai’s mouth, silencing the fire ninja. Cole glared hard at him though a grin remained on his lips.
“I’m literally begging you to shut up. It was a joke.” Cole slowly retracted his hand from the now silent Kai.
The fire ninja waited for just a moment, letting his eyes meet Cole’s, before whispering under his breath “I’m really hot…”
“Oh, shut up!” 
In a swift motion, Cole had Kai pinned to the ground, knocking over multiple chairs in the process-- but just as soon as the ghost was solid enough to tackle Kai, he phased through him.
In all fairness, it took a lot of concentration just to let Kai lean on his shoulder. He was pretty exhausted from that.
The two dissolved into laughter, then both helping each other stand, tidying up the knocked over chairs.
Kai stopped laughing, turning to face Cole. “I mean, if you were Nadakhan, would you rather marry me or Nya?”
“Nya. No questions asked.”
“Didn’t even hesitate? I’m hurt,” Kai held his hands to his heart. He pretended to be injured for just a moment longer, before asking, “Okay, what if you were just yourself? Would you rather marry me or Nya?”
Cole looked to the ground. If ghosts could blush, he would have. 
“I’ll think about it.”
After the events of the following days, neither would remember this conversation.
4 (unrequited)
Kai sat in a chair in the medical bay, bent over with his hands resting on his knees. He bounced his leg to keep himself distracted from the overall disaster that had been that day.
He supposed he was supposed to be happy- his sister just got engaged- what?- and the team had defeated the Oni. It was supposed to be a good day.
But Lloyd had literally died and came back to life and Cole was unconscious after collapsing halfway through the final battle in the medical bay because he fell off of the Bounty. Kai made note that Cole should not have survived, and yet somehow, he did.
So, really, Kai should have been happy; but he was barely hanging on by a thread that was a second away from snapping.
“You missed it,” he told Cole’s unresponsive body. Massive bruises etched their way across his chest and up his neck from his fall.
“Jay asked Nya to be his yang, so, uh, I guess they’re gonna get married,” Kai said under his breath, releasing a deep exhale. He cupped his face in his hands. “I’m happy for them, I guess.”
Truthfully, Kai was. This was his sister and his best friend, and they loved each other, so honestly it was just a matter of time before they got married. 
It just felt so wrong to celebrate when one of their teammates was on death’s door. 
Zane had told him that Cole was going to be fine. There would be a recovery process, but he was going to live. Still, Kai found himself spending every moment after the final battle with Cole, making sure that he was still breathing and his heart was still beating. Zane had also told him that Cole wasn’t going to go anywhere anytime soon and that he needed to quit being so worried.
With the way he’s acting right now, maybe Kai should have been the one to propose today.
He laughed inwardly, before telling Cole, “If you asked me to marry you right now, I’d say yes.”
His eyes settled on the earth ninja’s closed ones. “Could you imagine? You marrying me instead of Nya marrying Jay?”
Kai hoped Cole would wake up and say something-- he didn’t. 
The fire ninja stood from his chair, walking over to the stretcher. He grabbed Cole’s wrist, feeling the pulse, a small reminder that the black ninja was still here. “I can’t marry you if you stay knocked out, though,” he said, tone controlled and steady. “Wake up soon, okay?”
When Cole remained motionless on the stretcher, Kai knew he would not get any response.
5 (sweater weather)
“Kai.”
There was a shiver instead of a response.
“Kai, look,” Cole called again, tugging at Kai’s coat sleeve. He pointed to a coffee shop just down the block with a giant sign on its front that read “SALE.”
“Hm?” Kai hummed, looking in the direction Cole was pointing. 
It was a known fact that Kai absolutely despised cold weather. He liked looking at snow, but that was about it. He hated the way it felt, he hated the way it made everything slippery, and he really hated the way it was cold. He was the fire ninja; cold weather didn’t like him and he didn’t care for it much either. 
So why in the world he agreed when Cole asked him if he wanted to go walk around town when it was barely 30 degrees fahrenheit and snowing was beyond him, but love works in mysterious ways.
“Do you wanna go get hot coffee? This place is having a sale, too,” Cole said. He looked at the sale sign, then to the door of the shop. 
“Oh FSM, yes,” Kai said. He pushed past Cole and into the warm building, not bothering to look at the sign. 
Kai hated snow, but maybe it would be bearable if he had Cole by his side and coffee in his hand. 
The ninja household was divided when it came to coffee versus tea. They were supposed to like tea, and FSM forbid Wu ever learn that Kai, Cole, and Lloyd prefer coffee to tea. Nya and Zane liked tea.
Jay liked coffee, but he was not allowed to have it anymore following the incident. 
Cole knew Kai’s coffee order by heart--medium caramel macchiato with an extra shot of espresso and caramel drizzle-- but his own order changed day to day. More often than not he ordered straight black coffee. Kai liked to joke that it matched his personality, even though it wasn’t true. 
Kai watched as the nindroid barista made her way over to two of them and silently thought about how mad Zane would be right now if he knew what the two of them were up to.
Cole ordered for the two of them, then watched as the barista rang up both of their drinks at full price. 
“Wait,” Kai interrupted, gaining the nindroid’s attention. “Isn’t there supposed to be a sale?”
The barista laughed. “It’s a couples discount,” she explained, eyeing the two ninja, “so, uh, unless you two married, then your total is $5.99.”
The two ninja glanced at each other, a smile growing on their faces. 
“Cole, marry me right now,” Kai said. 
Cole stifled a laugh. “In your dreams,” he rolled his eyes. “Unless…?”
The barista smiled and covered her mouth with a robotic hand. “Just for brightening my day, I’m going to give you the discount, bringing your total to $4.20,” she laughed.
Maybe Kai didn’t totally hate cold weather.
+1 (first love / late spring) 
Cole was so frustratingly well-spoken. 
He was infuriatingly good at saying things. Hell, he could be talking about puppies dying and make it sound like a rhetorical masterpiece. Kai always figured that his natural way with words probably had something to do with Lou being a songwriter, and Cole just being a natural born leader in general.
Kai was not that well spoken, despite what he may tell the others, but at least he was able to talk about his emotions (unlike a certain black ninja).
And that’s normally how their conversations went. Kai would talk about his feelings and Cole would deflect talking about his own and instead formulate some elaborate response to help the red ninja with his issues.
It took Kai by surprise one late spring night when, as the pair was sitting by the pond just outside the monastery, Cole said something weird and vulnerable.
“Do you think you’ll ever be able to have a really normal life?” He waved his hand, facing Kai. “I know that a normal life by societal standards is kind of...unattainable, because we’re ninja, but do you know what I mean?”
“I think so,” Kai said. Warm spring breeze made the water lap at the shore, where the two sat. He stared off into the distance, past Cole, maybe at the pond or maybe he was looking at the tall trees just behind the pond. 
“I mean, like, I never really had a normal life, I guess, but I really want normal parts of life,” he rubbed the back of his neck. He really wasn’t sure where Cole was going with this.
He saw Cole’s eyes light up and the black ninja touched his hand in a way that made Kai’s stomach turn to butterflies.
“Yes! That’s what I mean!”
Cole saw Kai’s momentary confusion and elaborated. “I know my life won’t ever be normal but I want normal aspects of life. I want to fall in love, I want to travel, I want to do all these things,” he looked to Kai then back to the water. “We were kinda forced into an adult life when we were just kids,” he said. “It doesn’t feel fair. I mean, Lloyd’s just a tall child.”
Kai picked at the small flowers blooming in the grass where they sat--he was still caught up on the first thing Cole said about falling in love.
“I get it,” Kai said. “I want to fall in love too. And also have a normal life.” He mostly wanted Cole to keep talking.
Kai gathered the flowers in his hand and looked to Cole. He liked the way the moon reflected in his gray eyes, and he liked the way his faint green scar was still visible in the night. 
Cole laughed and looked Kai in the eyes. 
“You’re one to talk about love, you’ve already fallen for someone.”
For a moment, he fire ninja panicked. How did Cole know? To be fair, he had been pretty direct about Cole marrying him more than once, and Cole was smart…
But oh FSM, did Cole know? Oh fuck.
“With Skylor,” Cole eyed him. “Don’t you remember?”
Thank the First Master.
Kai relaxed. “I wasn’t in love with Skylor, I think I just thought I was. I was in love with someone else.”
Cole smiled fondly, looking at the flowers in Kai’s hands. “Yeah, me too.” 
There was a beat of silence as both ninja processed what the other had said. Kai was the first to break the silence, asking, “Well, who was your first love, then?”
The black ninja looked at him for a moment as Kai held his breath. 
Please don’t say you love me.
“I think,” Cole paused. “I think it was you.”
Kai felt himself melt, but not because of any fire he could have made or any late spring heat. He felt the sense of normalcy he and Cole had just talked about. He felt himself really in love with Cole Brookestone. 
He had been direct before and he was going to be direct again. “I love you too. Like, really. I have for as long as we have been friends.”
“Really?”
“Yeah.” 
He laughed nervously, and then reused the same old joke he had used when he first realized he was in love with Cole, in the blacksmith during their first year of friendship.
“Cole, will you marry me?”
Cole had a glitter in his eye and a soft smile on his face. “Maybe take me out to dinner first?”
“Only if I can call it a date.”
The earth ninja smiled and wrapped his hand around Kai’s. “Deal.”
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kaisooficrec · 4 years ago
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Hello! First time asker but longtime follower from 2014 ❤️ I love hurt/comfort so I would like to request fics where Jongin or Soo get jealous! The whole plot can revolve around it or it can just be a scene or chapter in a bigger plot/fic. Thank you!
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OMG hello lovely anons!! Since 2014, that is such an honour!! We have soooo many jealous kaisoo fics, we hope this will make up for waiting so long /cries
jealous kyungsoo:
Sucker - continuation to Tempo/Heaven jgjfj bad boy soo and soft nini >>>> anything else tbh (this series has both of them jealous!!!)
Can You Handle My Cue? - Canon compliant, Smut, Fluff, Humor. THE AMOUNT OF PUNS, my lord. TaeKai went on a very platonic pool date and Kyungsoo is not having it. Until Jongin shows him just how fun pool can be and how loved he is.
is that jealousy, i see? - PWP, non AU. Kyungsoo finds a KaiStal picture on Twitter and Jongin finds his jealous boyfriend incredibly sexy.
Say my Name - Single Dad!AU, FLUFF. This one is just self-indulgent because Kyungsoo is jealous of Jongin being the first one to be called by his own little daughter. Beautiful domestic sweetness.
Confession - Fluff, College!AU. Kyungsoo receives an unexpected confession from THE Kim Jongin and enjoys getting to know him and spending time with him. Until Sehun shows up and expresses a bit too much affection for the younger. EXO OT9 so their squads are toptier.  
Hearts & Empires - The Selection!AU, Modern Royalty!AU, Fluff, Angst, 26 chapters and counting.  Do Kyungsoo was one of the Selected by mistake. It was against his will. He hated being in the palace and he hated the crown prince. But will he say the same when he has found himself getting jealous whenever the crown prince spends his time with the other Selected?
Secret Love Story - they’re roommates and even tho they’re bfs, ksooo doesn’t open us easily due to his past and jongin is still very patient with him. ksoo also gets jealous of jongin’s friend luhan
(Won’t You) Build Me Up - engineer!jongin and architect!soo were once best friends since childhood and then boyfriends but they broke up and then meet again when they’re older and become neighbours. kyungsoo has a project and works on a new house for jongin
Imprint - kyungsoo works in a library and sees a guy spacing out with his headphones on and then they talk. he thinks jongin has a gf who always comes with him and kyungsoo is jealous 
jealous jongin:
Jongin Watches 100 Days My Prince - kgdjj inspo by soo’s drama….jealous nini and soo dressing up as a prince ;))))))
Your scent - Jongin gets jealous watching Kyungsoo kiss someone on set(Abo Au)
No one liked the green-eyed monster - Jongin is upset about kyungsoos drama and they have a bit of a falling out( there seems to be a theme with the jealous Jongin fics)
flip the switch - ABO Mechanics, smut, fluff. Kyungsoo just has a lot of affectionate friends but his alpha boyfriend does not like it.
is this how i die?(probably not) - Fluff, forced ChanSoo. Nothing new, just Jongin not understanding why he can’t be partnered with his favourite hyung in photoshoots.
Jealousy - Smut, Fuckbuddies!AU. It doesn’t matter if they argue (among other things) every time they meet, Kyungsoo is Jongin’s, and only Jongin’s.
Little Green Monster - Humor, Fluff. Jongin shouldn’t have tried to sabotage Chanyeol’s lunch for snuggling Kyungsoo to sleep, and payback didn’t have to go that hard on him.
Traces - Smut. Another one where Chanyeol annoys Jongin and awakes his territorial instincts. Kyungsoo just enjoys. *wink wink*
Yours - Married!AU, Fluff. Kyungsoo is happy to rebuild his awkward friendship with his ex-boyfriend Hyunsik but when Jongin knows, it takes even more effort.
0.4 - Married!AU, Light Angst, Oneshot. Kyungsoo doesn’t mind Jongin’s “strict” love but one day, he snaps. Whew, it escalated quickly and not in the freaky way. 
When Jealousy Hits Jongin - Established RelationshipAU, Fluff, Humor, OT12. Jongin gets jealous watching *his* Kyungsoo’s interactions with the boys. I am no softie but at this point, Tao is my child.
Write Me Into Your Fiction, Hyung - Fluff, Humor, Chaptered. Jongin just wants  Kyungsoo to notice him instead of obsessing over EXO M, but he’s too busy writing fanfiction. BaekSoo as bestfriends>>>
and they were rommates - Friends-to-lovers, Romance, Oneshot. Kyungsoo is set on confessing to his roommate and bestfriend Jongin after his return from a trip. What he doesn’t expect is said Jongin to have a boyfriend and him suddenly getting irrtated whenever Sehun came over for help or support.
Insidious - Non AU, Psychological Horror, side!KrisYeol. Jongin’s attraction to Kyungsoo has nothing to do with the superficiality of Kai’s fanservice with D.O. When he realizes that and discovers Kyungsoo’s crush on Chanyeol, the young boy resorts to extreme methods. Damn, that was an intense fic. Please proceed with caution.
I Am Happy When I Am With You - ABO Mechanics, Smut, Fluff. Alpha!Jongin always felt possessive towards his friend Kyungsoo but never worked up the courage to confess. It only gets worse when Omega!Kyungsoo offers to share his first heat with him. Cute idiots in love.
Off screen - jongin is jelly jelly because kyungsoo had a kiss on screen with his co-star actress :))
Can’t Stand it Babe (Gotta Have You) - office au, co-workers and friends flirt with ksoo and jongin is having none of that
have a fake bf/gf to make the other jealous:
The Friend Zone - HunHan are tired of how dense Kyungsoo is with his bestfriend!Jongin and hire Taemin to make his realize that the Eternal Friendzoned boy actually friendzoned his bestie. Humor and super gay Luhan.
To Steal You with a Kiss - Humor, Smut, side!Chanbaek. Kyungsoo and Kai are only friends with benefits but Kyungsoo wouldn’t mind feeling a little more loved. And what’s better than making Jongin jealous and fake dating his friend Ren. This is the first fic I read with a NU’EST member (Choi Minki).
both are jealous:
Miss Me - Smut, Romance. All of South Korea knows Actor!Kyungsoo for being husband material and CEO!Jongin for being one of the hottest bachelors in the country. What they don’t know is that they only have eyes for each other. (both are jealous here)
A Heart at Peace - top top! this is a good drama ad pining in one where they’re jealous without realizing that. jongin is junmyeon’s younger brother and a friend, or so kyungsoo thinks but jongin has stronger feelings towards kyungsoo than just being friends 
like glass - roommates kaisoo / housemates. first they just lived together and ksoo took care of jongin very well even if jongin had a gf at that time then jongin realizes that ksoo is the best person he could ever ask for
Happy reading ~ Admin Cookie & Admin J
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poeticandors · 7 years ago
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So This Is Christmas
Poe Dameron x Reader Modern!AU
Request: poe x reader au where it’s Christmas time in nyc and poe is trying to get the reader in the christmas spirit (because she’s such a grinch)??? also your name is super pretty!!
Warnings: ANGST, but then fluff
A/N: OMG Thank you for the compliment anon! You are so sweet!! Also, the song is As Long As There’s Christmas (Reprise) from Beauty and the Best the Enchanted Christmas. Yes, it is one of my favorite holiday movies. Also, I know that the tree in the GIF isn’t from Washington Square Park but it was what I was picturing in this fic. 
I do not own anything!
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Christmas.
To many, it was a cherished day. Spending time decorating a tree, making cookies for Santa, and basking in the holiday cheer.
To you, it was just another day.
You didn’t hate Christmas. You just never really grew up doing those things like other children did. Growing up in New York City, your parents spent most of the holidays working and away from home, so you were left to spend Christmas alone. Sure, they would leave presents, but what good is spending one of the biggest holidays by yourself?
This alone was enough to make you wonder why everyone loved Christmas so much. Maybe it was because you were jealous of how others spent this time with their family members.
Regardless, you never decorated your apartment, never got a tree, and you certainly never left cookies for Santa. You didn’t particularly enjoy Christmas music and were creeped out by the classic Claymation Christmas movies they would play every year.
To many, you would be deemed a Grinch.
But to one person, you were just missing that spark of Christmas Spirit.
You have lived next door to Poe Dameron for five years now, the two of you starting in college looking to get a head start on life.  As time went on, you two became quite close: always having movie nights, going out to eat at least three times a week, and hitting up the bar at the bottom of your apartment every Friday night.
It wasn’t hard for you to develop feelings for Poe. I mean, who wouldn’t? He was so handsome with his dark hair and dark eyes, that charming smile that made all of the ladies swoon, and his caring attitude. Yeah, he was perfect.
People would often mistake the two of you for a couple and your cheeks would warm at the comment, while Poe would laugh it off. This ruined any hope of you ever getting together with him, so you just buried your feelings deep down.
Being best friends with Poe meant learning all of his quirks. Like how much he cares for his orange and white corgi, BB, his love for pizza, and how much of a soft spot he has for Disney movies.
And the fact that he loves Christmas.
A lot.
Sometimes it drove you insane, how his apartment would already be decorated with the cheesiest decorations. The way his living room would smell of pine and cinnamon. But what irked you the most was how he would play Christmas music 24/7.
Poe has asked you many times before why you hate Christmas so much. You would usually shrug your shoulders or just change the subject. Poe would respect your wishes and spark up a different conversation.
Poe cared for you more than anything, and he noticed how your mood would change from the moment November 30th ended and December 1st began. Although the two of you would exchange gifts, Poe usually spent Christmas with his dad back home. But this year he wasn’t able to get a ticket in time before the news mentioned there was going to be a bad snowstorm.
“I can’t believe you won’t be home for Christmas, son.”
“I know, Dad.” Poe sighed into the phone. “I wish I could be there with you. I know you don’t like spending Christmas alone.”
“It’s fine. Maybe you can spend it with Y/N.” Poe scoffed.
“Dad, Y/N hates Christmas.” It sounded like Kes choked on whatever he was drinking—probably coffee.
“What? No one hates Christmas.”
“Well, Y/N does. I have asked multiple times why, but she just refuses to answer.”
“Hmm. Well, maybe she just didn’t grow up with celebrating Christmas in her life. Maybe all she needs is just a little bit of Christmas spirit.” Poe took in his father’s words, and finally smiled widely.
“Dad, I gotta go. I’ll call you tomorrow. Love you” Kes gave him his love and Poe quickly placed his phone in his pocket as he ran for his coat to gather some supplies.
Poe was going to help you see that Christmas isn’t so bad.
You walked up the stairs of your apartment carrying bags of groceries, huffing angrily. Most of Christmas Eve for you was spent running as many errands that you could. With this snow storm coming, you had to prepare, so you got all of the necessary items needed. Now, all you wanted to do was put on your sweats and fuzzy socks and binge watch Stranger Things.
Struggling to find your keys, they slipped from your grasp and you sighed. As you bent down, all of your groceries fell from the two paper bags and you groaned loudly.
Poe quickly peeked around your apartment door and looked down at you. It wasn’t a strange thing, Poe being in your apartment. You gave him a spare key in case you were to come home late from work and wouldn’t have been able to feed your cat, Kay.
“Y/N, are you okay?”
“Yeah, Poe.” You sighed. “It’s just been a long day and I would really like to relax—“
“Actually, that is why I am here. Since I am not going to be able to spend Christmas with my dad, who sends his love by the way, I decided…” He stepped back into the apartment and in his hands was a storage box. “We are going to spend Christmas Eve and Christmas together.”
“Poe.” You said sternly. “You know how I feel—“
“I know how you feel about Christmas. But I just want to show you that it’s not all that bad. I want to give me a chance in showing you that Christmas isn’t all that you think it is.”
“Poe, I just…” You trailed off as you saw him push his bottom lip out and look at you with pleading eyes.
Damn him. Poe knew the affect his puppy dog face had on you.
“Fine.” You grumbled. “But only because I don’t feel like spending the rest of my day alone. Plus, you owe me dinner from last week.” Poe’s eyes lit up and he leaned forward to place a kiss on your cheek, which instantly warmed at the touch.
“Great! I have the whole rest of the day planned out. First, we are going to decorate the tree I got you.”
“YOU GOT ME A TREE?”
Poe was so excited that you agreed to let him spend Christmas with you. He had the whole day planned for the two of you.
It started off with you decorating the tree. You had to admit, it was kind of fun watching Poe get tangled in the lights. Poe even let you place a couple ornaments that he and his mother made when he was just a boy, which you were careful of handling.
When the tree was finally decorated, Poe thought it would be cute to take you and BB to take pictures with Santa. Although you protested, you finally agreed when not only Poe showed you his puppy dog face, but BB as well. How could you resist that cute orange and white face?
Poe dragged you along to Macy’s where you three stood in line for what seemed like hours. When it was finally your turn, rather than have you sit on Santa’s lap, BB did while you stood next to Santa and Poe stood behind you, placing his hand around your waist. You tried to ignore how close Poe pulled you to him and focused more on taking the actual picture.
After purchasing the pictures, which were honestly the cutest ever, and taking BB home, Poe decided it would be nice to take you ice skating in Central Park. Poe held onto your hand as you struggled to find your balance and at one point you fell flush into his chest, his arms wrapping around you automatically. The two of you stared into each other’s eyes— the closeness causing his warm breath to ghost against your cheek—and you could feel your cheeks becoming flushed. Quickly, you pushed away from him, still holding onto his hand, and allowed him to pull you along the skating rink.
The sun was setting and you figured Poe was done showing you the “Christmas spirit”. Admittedly, you did have a good time and did start to get a soft spot for Christmas, but you still just couldn’t feel that Christmas spirit. 
Instead of telling the taxi to go back home, Poe asked to go to Washington Square Park and you raised your brows.
“This is the last spot, Y/N/N, I promise.” He placed a gloved hand to rest on your thigh. “We will get some hot chocolate, listen to some carolers, and watch as the tree lights up.” You nodded and eyed his hand before looking out of the window.
“Hey, Y/N?” You turned your head, Poe solemnly gazing into your eyes.
“I know what you’re going to ask, Poe. How come I hate Christmas.” Poe nodded slightly and you sighed. “It’s not that I necessarily hate it, per se, I just… never had a real Christmas.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, my parents were always working Christmas Eve and Christmas day. I was usually stuck with some babysitter who would spend time complaining about how they weren’t with their family and had to take care of me instead. When I got older, I just spent the day eating dinner alone until they came back and continued to ignore me. So no, I don’t hate Christmas. I just hated the feeling of being alone and hated hoping that one day things would change when I knew they wouldn’t.” Poe called your name tenderly, grazing his gloved hand over yours.
“Y/N, I’m sorry you had to go through that.”
“It’s fine, Poe.” You shook your head. “And what about you? Why do you love Christmas so much?” Poe’s eyes lit up, but his face still stayed somber.
Before he could answer, the taxi arrived at your destination. After paying the fare, Poe got out first, rushing behind the taxi so he could open the door for you, his hand held out for you. Taking his hand, you stepped out of the taxi and relished in the cold, crisp air—your breath visible through puffs.
Right in front of the Washington Square Park arch, you saw a grand tree beautifully decorated. The sun wasn’t quite down yet, but close enough that any minute, the lights on the tree would soon turn on.
Poe treated you to some hot chocolate, which you nodded in thanks—grateful for the extra feeling of warmth. The two of you walked around the park, too scared or nervous to strike up conversation, and you slowed to a stop perfect enough to see the tree without having to look over others.
Snow started to fall and you tried to bury your chin deep into your scarf. Behind you, carolers started to hum in sync, notes variating through high and low octaves, causing you to crane your head and take in the lyrics that followed.
When I felt lost and lonely
Not a dream in my head
 Poe coughed and you shifted your glance up to him. He didn’t look at you—was more focused instead on the Styrofoam cup in his hands—but spoke up.
“You asked me why I loved Christmas so much?” You didn’t answer, but Poe already knew that was what you asked earlier and sighed.
“Well, it was my mom’s favorite holiday. Every year, she would have me make my own ornament for the tree that we would go out and cut ourselves. Decorating the tree was always my favorite part. She was honestly the best, I kid you not.” Poe smiled to himself, straightening his stance, and looking towards the tree.  
Your words lifted my spirits
I remembered what you said
 “She knew exactly how to place the lights to where there were no spots left unlit. The ornaments were always strategically placed and she would always let me place the angel on top. All while singing her favorite Christmas songs. As much as she loved decorating the tree, though, what she loved the most was being able to spend it with my dad and me.”
As long as there’s Christmas I truly believe
That hope is the greatest of the gifts we’ll receive
 “When she died, the first Christmas without her was the hardest.” Poe’s voice became quieter and your heart ached for him. “There was no one to help me make an ornament and we couldn’t even bare to get a tree that year because we knew it wouldn’t compare to all of the ones my mom decorated. But most of all, it wouldn’t be the three of us like it was.” Poe paused, as if he was trying to keep himself from choking up.
“What hurt the most was knowing that all of the other Christmases would be just like that. Which is why the following year, my dad made sure that every year was how it was when she was alive—as if she was never gone in the first place.”
As long as there’s Christmas
I truly believe
That hope is the greatest of the gifts we’ll receive
“That’s why I love Christmas so much, Y/N. Because it’s not about the presents or anything like that. It’s about that special feeling you get when you are surrounded by people you love. Every time I look at a Christmas tree or hear one of her favorite Christmas songs, I am reminded that her love is what made Christmas special.”  
There’ll always be Christmas
So there’ll always will be a time when the world
Is filled with peace and love
Poe finally looked down at you to find you staring up at him—your eyes brimmed red with tears and your mouth slightly agape. What was going on in your mind, he wondered.
You didn’t expect the day to go like this at all. You didn’t expect for his actions today and his words to stick into your mind and help you understand what Christmas truly meant. All those years you felt lonely, unwanted during the time of the year where it should have been spent with those you loved.
You should have been spending the last five years with Poe, you realized.
You didn’t even notice that your arm was pressed up against his, but you didn’t move. As Poe stared down on you, his chest warmed at the sight of you and how close you were to him. He always thought you were beautiful and cared for you more than anything.
As if on cue, the lights on the tree turned on and in that moment, Poe was even more stunned. The lights danced on your Y/E/C eyes and made your skin look even more ravishing. Snowflakes landed on your lashes and sprinkled into your hair—his heart skipping a bit.
“Thank you for today, Poe. You have made this one of the best Christmases I never thought I could have.” The two of you were leaning in closer to one another, as if something was pulling the two of you close together. “Thank you for showing me what Christmas was really about.” Poe hummed and continued leaning in.
You watched as his eyes flickered down to your lips, and then back up to your eyes. Poe whispered your name tenderly, reaching a gloved hand and grazing it just on the side of your neck—his thumb under your jaw and his fingers ghosting underneath your ear.
Your lips parted and just as Poe leaned in, you closed your eyes—your heart racing in your ears. Poe kissed you tenderly, as if you would falter right in his grasp. One of your hands was flat against his chest, while the other snaked up to the back of his neck, pulling him in closer.
Poe broke the kiss—the two of you gasping softly for breath—and leaned his forehead against yours as his eyes bore into your Y/E/C ones.
“Merry Christmas, Y/N.” You smiled and for the first time, truly understood the meaning behind those words.
“Merry Christmas, Poe.”
Tagging because Poe: @propertyofpoeandbucky @cobalt-one @firefeatherx
Permanent Tag List: @geeksareunique @beautifulfound 
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hi-n-oops · 7 years ago
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Fic Rec #3
New weekend, new fics to read!! 
the pink album by suspendrs  @suspendrs
They don’t really discuss how hard it is to be in this situation, or to be doing the things they have to do to continue being together. It’s just something they don’t talk about, and that’s alright. Or maybe it isn’t, but they’ll cross that bridge when they get to it.
Or, a love seven years in the making, inspired by Harry's debut album.
**I have been keeping up with this fic for a long time and I will add it ti my ‘canon’ Larry fic rec. Read this, guys. 10 chapters on each of Harry’s songs.
if it's me you're looking for by eleadore @eleadore
Louis has a bad habit of getting drunk before he confesses--or maybe it's the other way around. AU.
**I dunno why I waited so long to read this fic. It was great!
I Don't Wanna Hurt Anymore by offwiththeirheads @hazzabooween
Harry walks a thin line between breaking his best friend’s heart and fighting a losing battle.
**This was so good guys! It is short but powerful!
Never Too Late by dimpled_halo  @dimpled-halo
Harry’s confused for a moment before it hits him: the little boy is signing. Harry squats down to get to the boy’s level again and mirrors the same action.
“Dad?” He inquires. Harry learned basic sign language after having met a fan who was deaf. He made it his mission to learn signing so that he’d be able to communicate with other fellow hearing impaired fans.
The little boy smiles brightly, his tears now long gone. He goes on to extend both hands, palms up as if he’s asking where? Followed by the previous sign which means Dad. Harry smiles to himself at the amazing little guy standing in front of him.
He stands up taking the boy’s hand, “Let’s go find your dad,” he tells him making the motion with his hand.
Just having come out of the closet and recovering from vocal surgery, famous recording artist Harry Styles needs to get away from LA to work on new music needing to prove to his label that his career isn't over. Little does he know that his life is about to change forever when he runs into an old friend at the city he's decided to escape to.
**THIS WAS SO PRECIOUS! OMG i AM IN LOVE WITH KID FICS AND THIS HITS THE SPOT!!! rEAD THIS!!
give me things to stay awake by embodied @crossnecklace
It’s shitty and it’s counterproductive and it’s self-indulgent, but he lets it become a thing. On Saturday nights Harry goes out and gets so pissed he can’t stand, and when the bartender cuts him off he rings Louis and is in his car within an hour. It’s not a cycle he’s proud of, but it’s also something he can’t resist, and he keeps doing it as long as Louis keeps showing up. AU. It's been a year since Louis broke up with Harry.
**This is a break up/getting back together fic. So be ready with those tissues (seriously, you will need them)!!
If It's Meant To Be (It'll Be, It'll Be) by lululawrence @lululawrence
“So, anyway. I’m done here and on my way to the airport. I think I’m expected to be there in the morning, around ten. I’ll let you know when I’m getting close.”
“Sounds good.” Harry pulled back from the window and threw himself onto one of the beds. Once he got comfortable, he steeled himself and then went for it. “It’s been too long this time, Lou,” he finally whispered. He watched as Louis bit his lip and nodded slowly.
“I know,” Louis agreed, just as quiet in return. “We have to swear to never go this long without seeing each other again. Two months is just...unacceptable. I’m gonna go now, but I’ll see you soon. ‘Kay?”
“Yeah. See you. Be safe,” Harry said, far too fondly for his best friend. He couldn’t help it though. It was how he always had been and probably always would be.
They hung up and Harry threw his arm over his face.
“I am so in love with him,” he whined to himself. “Fuck.”
** This fic was so adorable, guys! MUTUAL PINING!!!
We'll Be Seamless by waytoomanypeopleintheaddisonlee (dinosaursmate) @dinosaursmate
Green reblogged an old photo of himself. It was from back in October, a Halloween special. A pulse shot all the way through Louis because this photo was his absolute favourite, and it had taken the rest of the year for him to wean himself off of it.
Green was on his knees, arms stretched out in front of him with his fingertips digging into the surface of his bed. He was wearing a pair of cat ears on his head, his curls falling forward. His back was arched, and in the foreground of the picture, Green’s bum was high in the air, a long, black cat tail sitting neatly between his cheeks. --- Louis spends all his spare time scrolling arty nude blogs on Tumblr but amongst them all, Green is his favourite.
**I dunno why I did not come across this fic before because it is GOLD! I love tumblr fics and this was so awesome!! (Also, check out the blog this fic is based on...life changing *cough*)
Like a Bullet in the Dark by Vurdoc  @vurdoc
Prince Harold Edward Styles Lancaster is second in line to the throne of Great Britain. He is also your average Uni student- or he tries to be, anyway.
With a promise from the press (and his father) that they'll leave him alone for four years, he sets out to be a student at Cambridge, when he meets his very normal, very working class, very handsome suite-mate, Louis Tomlinson.
Louis makes Harry feel more like a person than he ever has before, which might cause some issues later on- 'cause Harry has a secret that he's only told his sister Gemma about.
Little does he know though, that Louis has some secrets of his own.
A Will & Kate Au- with a twist.
**This is sorta WIP because the author is writing a series. Saying too much about this fic will probably ruin it, so.. just read it!
Take Me To A Dream by waytoomanypeopleintheaddisonlee (dinosaursmate) @dinosaursmate
“Hiya,” Harry said, beaming up at him. “These sandwiches any good?” Words failed Louis, and he felt his shoulders shrug. “They’re fine for, like, eating.” Harry paused, mid-swipe of Louis’ staff discount card. “I don’t use my sandwiches for much else, personally.” Louis sighed to himself, embarrassed. A small smile was playing on Harry’s lips, dimple denting his cheek. God, Louis felt like a bloody idiot. --- There's just something about the new checkout boy that makes Louis lose his cool and act like a complete idiot, which doesn't escape the attention of Liam or Niall. As much as Louis hates embarrassing himself, there's something about Harry that keeps Louis coming back for more.
**Erm... same author twice. But both fics are so different! This is FLUFF!!
i want you so much (but i hate your guts) by becauselarry (WIP) @obviouslybecauselarry
AU in which Louis gets accepted to play for the Manchester University Alpha-Beta Football Team. The only problem: Louis is actually an Omega. He is determined to make it big in the football world, though, and he can't do that bound to an Omega team. With the help of a faked doctor's certificate and some pretty strong suppressants he is ready to fight for his dream.
That Harry Styles (Alpha, second year and youngest football captain of the A-B team in ages) doesn't seem to like him complicates matters, though.
**I know its WIP but its so good!! And ENEMIES TO LOVERS! Go and read it! 
i'm still learning to love by stylinsonau (WIP)
“Hello there.” Louis crouches in front of the small child, brunette with light sleepy eyes. He smiles fondly. He looks a lot like his father, but with a little less laugh lines, and frowns, and grumpiness.
The child continues to rub at his eyes, clutching at his little shark before he asks, “Are you gonna be my new Dada?”
Harry stiffens.
Or
An au where Harry has almost everything in the world except for the will to move on.
** ANother kid fic! Babysitter Louis! 
I wanna rec so much more. But its getting pretty long. And DON’T FORGET TO LEAVE A KUDOS AND NICE COMMENTS FOR THE AUTHORS!! 
Happy Reading!!!!!!!!
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kaisooficrec · 5 years ago
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Hello, thank youuuu ^^ these are new slowburn fics:
Days in the sun by Kairousels - 55k of goodness; wolf au fluff soulmates
Dead End Lover by owarijanai - Kyungsoo meets Jongin at a bus stop and his life changes forever. Inspired by Richard Walter’s Dead End Lover song.
Carpe Diem by ArgentDeer - on-going 25k for now. Harry Potter AU where love affects many student lives including Jongin’s and Kyungsoo’s. funny fic and the ages are not the same
As you wish by jjokkomi - ART! royalty au where kyungsoo was taught how to behave properly. ‘Kyungsoo learns at an early age that he is to be seen but not heard’. quote ‘it has the slowest slow burn’ but it’s very good 159k
the love i didn’t realize i craved by thompsonanna - Kyungsoo awakens as an omega and he has to learn so much about himself and his life as an omega. He also has to learn about Alpha Jongin, a CEO
So Darkness I Became by lucyoppa - Jongin comes back to Kyungsoo like Autumn turns the leaves colourful, like Winter blows in with chilly gusts of wind and snow. Inevitably. Greek Mythology AU ^^
- Admin Moon
Lust for Life - abo, age gap. Jongin has been in love with kyungsoo since he was a little kid after kyungsoo moved in with him and his dad. Years later, he still hasn’t fallen out of love with kyungsoo even though he keeps rejecting him. in love with this fic ;; author pls love me. 
Double Trouble - uni au. kyungsoo doesn't know jongin and kai are twins. Things become difficult when both jongin and kai develop a crush on Kyungsoo.
Fix Me - 100 days husbands au, Frankenstein au. Prince Jongin gets startled when he finds a man at his door covered in blood and stitches, but still takes him in. 
In the end (you are all I want) - Prince kyungsoo is set to take over the crown and become king. His parents think otherwise and tell him if he wants to become king, he has to marry. 
What the Nightingale Spies - let me tell you when I say I'm in love. pretty sure everyone has read this masterpiece but I’m putting it here bc it hasn't been recommended on this tag yet. Jongin is a navigator for a government spy agency and kyungsoo enters as the new operative. Even though they only speak to each other through his headset, Jongin is smitten with kyungsoo’s voice. 
Fated Mistake - kyungsoo is a businessman, arranged to be married to another businessman, chanyeol. jongin and baekhyun are sons of gang leaders that are also arranged to be married. An accidental mix up happens where baekhyun and kyungsoo switch weddings, making kaisoo and chanbaek marry each other. 
Pomegranate Seeds. - Modern greek mythology au! with kyungsoo being persephone and jongin being hades.  
Baby Steps - jongin and kyungsoo are friends with benefits and jongin gets kyungsoo pregnant. Kyungsoo keeps being hesitant about his feelings for jongin.
Effervescent Pearls - marine biologist kyungsoo finds mermaid Jongin injured on land after a storm, so he rescues him and takes him into his home. Jongin, who hates humans, take a long time to warm up to him. ADORE THIS FIC OMG.
Point of Intersection - Jongin and the rest of EXO are confused when their bandmate, Kyungsoo kisses Jongin and claims they're engaged. Kyungsoo is from a different universe. 
Two Sugars - kyungsoo is a businessman that works at a fashion magazine and goes to a coffee shop every morning to sneak a peek at his favorite barista, jongin. this fic gets wild. 
No buts, just beauty - abo, uni au. Kyungsoo got attacked when he was younger and has had a scar across his face for most of his life. He gets bullied and has a hard time trusting other wolves, only befriending humans. Alpha Jongin thinks kyungsoo and his scar are beautiful and spends a long time pining after him. literally stayed up till 5am to finish this fic. 
wowie its been a while since our last slow burn request! you can view our past ones here my darlings!
- Admin R 
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kaisooficrec · 5 years ago
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Need me someKsoo thigh worshipping(thigh fxking fics 🙈🙈l)
omg we miss him, return our man from the military :///
ksoo’s thighs:
love in slow motion - non au smut and seccret relationship also some praise kink and c*ck warming
Sixteen and More - pwp abo au with alpha!kai is obsessed withomega!ksoo’s thighs omg
profound thoughts - pwp-ish, uni au, kyungsoo has a major crush on jongin and has also some thirsty thoughts too, mutual pining
To Nights Like These - this is at1stsoo uwu they’re meeting after a long time and the feelings might still be there
Kairos - ok quality read! it’s inspired by the ancient greece and jongin is trained to become a soldier (age switch) and kyungsoo who has books and knowledge
Darling, It’s Better Down Where It’s Wetter (Take It From Me) - marine bilogist kyungsoo explores the island and meets a merman jongin ;) as always kd being funny and horny at the same time, aka indigomini’s brand :D
Red-Hot - smut, teacher/student (uni au)  age switch and cross-dressing
Love You Like An Angel (Fuck You Like A Demon) - (tw: adopted brothers/inc*st) hard kinks like voyeurism, breathplay, bondage, orgasm denial, daddy kink O:
Playing Into The Game - old too (very possessive kai, he loves ksoo’s thighs - not thighf/cking more of thigh worshipping)
jongin’s thighs (for everyone who didn’t get to ask for his thigh smut)
Juice Pouch - yooo who doesnt know this? jongin is a single father running away from the bad ppl and kyungsoo is his vampire bodyguard. he has no money so he pays kyungsoo with blood (and other body fluid hfsahas)
Hard to breathe when you’re kissing me there - pwp, very bdsm with nipple play, toys overstimulation im seizing!!!
put your venom in me - dystopian au, lust is banned by the government but kyungsoo finds his way to show his boyfriend what physical love is like my favee!
Also more thigh smut can be found here or you can click on the tag below if you’re on the app. it’s mostly kyungsoo thighs so check it out :)
- Admin J
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