#or i am cooking you some tasty food if you don't want hugs or kisses

[mesmerizms]

it/its transfems are the backbone of our society. if you're an it/its transfem i am kissing you directly on the lips. thank you for your service. o7

[m-jelly]

oh! lebi with a world famous and very much loved chef! whos kind of really iconic (almost like gordon ramsay) and is just THE shit.

My sweet chef

Levi x fem!reader

Modern AU, fluff, romance, married, famous reader, chef reader

You have your wonderful husband join in in the kitchen for your tv show.

@ladycheesington @levisbrat25 @nyxiieluna @li-anne @galactict3a @youre-ackermine @thebobaprincess @2moth-anon2 @cypidity @nbinairyn @bts-spnlvr12 @darkstarlight82 @emilyyyy-08 @notgoodforlife @demonic-bird @searriously

As the production team moved around and set a few things up for the show, you had your arms linked around your husband's neck. With smiles on your faces, you started decorating his face with kisses. Levi was in his happy little world as you did.

Levi hugged you tightly. "You're so amazing."

"I'm okay." You sighed. "I don't think I'm that good. I could be a better chef."

He lifted you and smiled up at you. "You're better than you think, my darling. You cook and bake things that anyone can do using low-priced things. You're a top-of-the-line chef, you have cooking programs and you help businesses that struggle. You're incredible."

"I wouldn't be this way if it weren't for your encouragement."

The producer approached you with a smile. "Mrs Ackerman, we are ready to go."

You gasped in delight. "Wonderful! Thank you." You pulled Levi along. "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Levi squeezed your hand. "I want to help. We agreed that this show would be about cooking together as a couple." He pulled on an apron. "Let's do this."

You welled up and nodded. "Yes."

The show was a lot of fun to film with Levi. With other shows, you work your way through it and have some laughs. However, Levi was making you and the crew laugh so much. Levi was a natural and good at cooking and baking with you.

Now and then Levi would kiss your cheek, stand behind you and help you, dance with you or lick something that you offered him. The two of you forgot about it being a show and just acted naturally together. The food seemed to come out even better than usual and your usual was of a very high standard.

The fun part was when you made something with Levi, you would try it together and then offer it to the crew to eat. You wanted everyone to have fun and get involved. Levi and you would point at the crew during filming and ask the questions. It wasn't all about you, it was about everyone and the enjoyment of food.

You thanked the crew and waved goodbye to them as they made their way out of your large home. "What a busy day, huh?"

Levi pulled you against him. "Fuck, you are stunning."

You giggled as he attacked your neck. "Thank you."

He picked you up before moving you into the living room. He held you on the sofa and smiled. "I'm so proud of you."

Your cheeks burned. "Really? That's so sweet of you. That means a lot to me."

He kissed you. "I love you."

You giggled. "I love you so much, Levi. I'm proud of you too. You're incredible to me and you're so handsome." You released a long sigh and straddled Levi. You massaged your fingers into his hair. "You really are the best." You caressed his cheek. "My soulmate."

He blushed. "You're my soulmate too."

You showered his face with kisses. "Do you want me to cook or bake you anything?"

He hummed. "So many choices, but I am a bit full from eating your food all day." He pouted and hummed. "How about something tasty like a dessert?"

You nipped his cheek. "You're a tasty dessert."

He growled at you. "No, you are."

[rzyraffek]

Hewos!

I was hoping to request some soft moments with the Sinclair Brothers, Brahms, and Billy Lenz?

Thank you! Have a good day/night :3

Yall wtf I come back home and i got 4new requests??? I am famous or something THANK YOU ALL FOR REQUEST!!! Some of them are sus but ily all still💖💖 But this request is very cute!!

They/them, sfw, Request open

Fluffy times with slasher

Billy Lenz

He might be a weird creep but he also is a huge cuddlebug

Like everytime they wanna relax and watch movie or do something fun this guy will litteraly lay on them

My guy turns into tomato everytime s/o cups his cheeks, or holds his hands gently😳😳

Also if s/o is a gamer he will watch them play and be theirs number one fan (tbh whatever competitive hobby they got hes nr1 fan). Shit talking people with Billy>>

He moves a lot in his sleep, kicks too, and probably talks aswell. He is very active sleeper.

Also he is a night owl but he goes to bed with s/o so they can lie toghether. And he will stare qt them (litteraly just like in the movie btw)

Get him some headbands those hair are getting into his eyes

Bo Sinclair

Okay but he loves when they grab his arm when they are walking together. Or when s/o kisses him, he doenst care tbh everykiss from them is wonderful

His arm always lands on them during sleep, and he snores too

He loves borrowing his hoodies and shirts to them but he smokes so everything he wears smells like nikotine, and he too smells like it. So hopefully they dont mind it

If they are upset he gonna get so protective, like ?who hurt you? Why are you crying?? And a lot of touches too

Vincent Sinclair

Quality time with vincent inculdes: teaching them how to make wax figures, go on walk with a dog, braid eachother hair, and gossip. Yeah gossip i know this guy doenst look like it but he lives for drama. Talking shit about rude and disrespectful vitims is great

Hes increadeably patient! When he was teaching them how to use make stuff out of wax no matter how many tries s/o failed and how many tiems tjey said that their work looks ugly and well- bad he was like "nononono try again but like this *shows some epic wax strategy*"

His brothers are very happy that vincent is socialasing! He usually just hangs out with bo or lester, god he doesnt even interacts with his victims???

His hands are shaky

He sleeps like lil babi, he 100% does 'ah mimimimi ah mimimi' when asleep, also he is very nervous to hug them while in bed and when he wakes up to them hugging him, he will turn tomato

Brahms Heelshire

Guy has skin walker vibes. Like s/o gonna just vibe in bed trying to zzz and this guy will just stand in dark corridor, staring, with absolute darkness behind him. And it doesnt help that he is very skinny and has long long arms

He loves cooking together!! Helping in kitchen is such fun job! But he won't clean the dishes! he is disgusted by wet food

No pets in house!! He would be 100% jealous!! And he already has 50rats in walls I think that's enough animals for now

When he talks about stuff he enjoys he moves his hands alot!

He loves playing hide and seek! And scaring s/o when they don't see him😈😈

Asa Emory

Rich bitch

You calling him at 3am because you hungry and there's no food in fridge? Uhh yes honey lemmie just finish this victim of and-what? You want Chinese food this time? Hmm yeah that sounds tasty

He gonna spoil them!

Hes very animalistic tbh, but he is also a gentleman. He gonna ask for consent everytime he even gets near them "can I kiss you?/is it okay if I do that" ect ect

Sleeping with him is scary. Fr. He gonna just randomly disapear in middle of night and come back 9hours later. Or he gonna be missing for almost whole day and just comeback while s/o is eeping and just go to sleep like nothing happened

Also he purrs

Yall I got alot of requests now so I might do them slowly! If you requested anything lately dont worry I will write that I just need time!!

[hydrangeyes]

Sauce

So if you don't know, Yes this already existed, my old account was deleted (accident but I can tell I won't be getting it back), and am reposting my old x male reader works!

I don't know if I saved all of them but here is one that was saved to my AO3 account.

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Fat gum x male reader, *food smut pretty much, just fat gum coming home after a rough day and seeing you cooking his comfort food gets him going

warnings: light feeding play, established relationship, creampie, cum eating, power bottom Fat gum/Taishiro, giggly sex

I want to come back to this one soo bad! writing giggly sex is so fun, so maybe maybe also unfinished lmao

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A couple of a couple of intense arrests towards the end of his patrol and taishiro was just about ready to eat himself into a food coma he was so exhausted. But given how late it was anything he was craving was closed, so with a goodbye wave to his two favorite interns he starts heading home. Officially.

Using what’s left of his energy, Taishiro makes it back to his home. Yawning lightly he lazily unlocks and makes his way inside, only to smell...

“Takoyaki?”

Which could only mean.

“ Y/N!!!” He calls out hearing a startled yelp and something drop on the floor. He sheepishly makes his way to the kitchen and chuckles seeing you picking up a pair of chopsticks.

There you were looking all soft and cozy, wearing some sweatpants and one of his shirts. “Taishiro what did I tell you about startling me!” you huff tossing the chopsticks into the sink as he comes over and tugging you into a tight hug.

“mmh missed ya~”

You sigh and return the hug happily, you missed him too. Being on a long mission and then coming back only for him to be pulling some extra shifts. You both snuggle and cling to each other happily just soaking in each others warmth.

“MM made you something.” You coo pulling back and giving him a quick kiss on the forehead. He doesn’t let go as you walk back to unplug the pop maker. Luckily when he startled you, you already plated the last one.

“homemade Takoyaki? Aw gummy bear~” he perks reaching for one and popping it into his mouth. “Hey! I’m not done, I still have to put the toppings on!” you chuckle as he hums happily going for another.

Slipping off, you go and get the kimchi and shredded chicken mix out of the fridge. “Oh! it’s done?” Taishiro asks excitedly eating his second ball, watching you closely. “mhm! was done yesterday.” you grin putting abit on half the balls and sprinkle the mix on top of the other half.

Happily you lift one up to his mouth with a grin. “Say aahh” You teasingly cooed. Taishiro chuckles opening his mouth and allowing you to feed him the tasty snack. You eagerly watch as he chewed and then brightened. Success.

“Y/n! gummy bear that tasted delicious!! the way you’ve made this batch of kimchi is definitely the best so far!” He gushes nudging for you to give him another.

You can’t help but feel proud as you feed him another one. It took you ages to get the right taste and texture for a decent kimchi, even more for it to taste so good.

“what about you?”

“I’m glad it’s good, I love it when you enjoy the food I make. Especially since I want to make you some comfort food after long days.” you comment watching him nibble on this one. Taishiro hums taking his time with it, even going as far as to lick the fork. you lean against the counter proud of yourself.

“Mh~ Sweethearttt~” he coos leaning forward to give you a soft kiss, just the thought of you making food for when he gets home melted his heart. but hearing you learning new recipes specifically for his comfort?

In the back of his head he notes that he needed to do something for you. Maybe taking some time off, a couples vacation?

Keeping that also in mind, he leans back, foreheads still touching “This is exactly what I needed today.” he says watching you try and put the fork back on the table. You melt, feeling warm always happy to improve his mood after a rough day. “Good, want to finish the rest?”

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You grin reaching back for the one he was nibbling on and gently feeds him from your hands. “Trust me, I ate the first batch.”

Taishiro let’s out a pleased sigh eating it up before licking your fingers. An idea came to mind, now taking his time lapping up the salty sauce.

You groan at the feeling licking your own lips as you watch Taishiro stares up at you. “T-tai?” Your heart starts to beat faster, free hand gripping the counter edge. Taishiro grins with a bit of teeth showing. “Come on~ Feed me another one?”

“I really do appreciate you making this for me sir~” he mumbles, eyes hooded as you bring another ball up to his mouth. You try to focus but with how he was staring at you heatedly and the warmth of his body pressing into your own, it was abit hard.

Swallowing and trying to not show how affected you were, you reach for the plate. Only taking your eyes off of him for just a minute, but it was enough for Taishiro to wiggle closer between your legs.

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Popping the takoyaki into his mouth, he playfully takes his time licking 'clean' off two of your fingers, teasingly sucking the tips into his mouth. Pleased as he feels you tremble lightly, slipping his tongue between digits to tease you even more. Finally, he moves back after a soft suck on the tip of your fingers. “So I’m going to reward you.”

Shakily you nod letting him guide you to sit at the kitchen table.

You shivered feeling your cheeks warm and a shock down your stomach. “what type of reward?” is the only thing you can think to say, leaning in as taishiro kisses your cheek and down to your neck straddling your lap.

“Mhm, it’s been a while hasn’t it? Since you’ve last stuffed and fucked me stupid.” He purrs tugging at your shirt hungrily. You couldn’t help but chuckle, leaning your head onto his shoulder. He pouts and whining softly but also trying to hold in a laugh. “Y/n, I’m serious!”

“I know, I know you’re just so cute when you dirty talk.” You snicker cupping his face and kissing it before settling on his lips giving them a nip. “Mm but you're right ~”

Taishiro groans happily as you start trailing bites and kisses from his jaw to neck. One hand reaching up to grip the back of your head and press for more. You pull back only to try and unzip his jacket. “All your marks are gone too. I want them back.” taishiro almost demands, shruging his jacket off.

You let out a pleasure sigh as he rocks his hips against your crotch. The pressure on your trapped cock working abit too well. 'Gotcha.' Taishiro thinks and groans lightly as you grip his hips and grinding back a bit harder.

"A-ah come on sir~ just a quick round here then one in the bedroom?" He pants out gripping your shoulders now to keep steady as you nuzzle his chest. "Mm so soft~" you whisper mostly to yourself.

Letting out an impatient huff, taishiro grips the back of your head again and yanks "y/n!! Focus!" He growls out arching.

Hissing, you glare playfully up at him and swiftly slap his

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Edit Nov.8.2023: LMAOOOOO it legit ends there. I genuinely don't know if I didn't finish this or if wattpad came in a chopped it like it did my one piece smut one. (fyi I use wattpad as a backup way back when)

[thedaredevilsgirl]

Hello can you write more for andrew x reader like she is baking christmas cookies and it its fluffy but also turns into smut

Tastes So Good

Disclaimer: Fluff, Smut (Oral -F! receiving- fingering, sex without a condom -use a condom!!-) totally fictional story.

Word count: 1023

A/N: This is my Christmas present to you my dear readers, I hope you like it.

Love you.

Have a Merry Christmas.

It all started innocently enough.

It was the 24th, Christmas Eve, and you and your boyfriend decided it was a great time to make Christmas cookies.

The problem was that neither you nor Andrew had any idea how to do it.

There were too many chances that everything would go wrong, the cookies would be too sweet, or maybe tasteless, or they would end up burnt.

Anyway, they were both willing to do it.

Andrew searched the internet for numerous recipes before finding the one they both liked best.

It didn't take long for the kitchen of his house to turn into a big mess started in his kitchen.

While there was a small amount of flour and sugar scattered on the countertop and her laughter mingled with his and filled the entire room.

Perhaps a little food war broke out when Andrew ran his dirty flour hand over your face leaving a smear on it and you fought back by doing the exact same thing and throwing some flour over his dark hair.

"That's going to be so hard to clean up" he says laughing.

"You started it, so take the consequences Mr. Garfield" you reply making him laugh even harder.

"OK miss" you say before you finally start actually preparing the cookies.

"Am I doing this the right way?" You ask as you stir the dough with your hands until it takes the shape it called for in the recipe.

He hugs you from behind, putting his head on your shoulder to see exactly what you were doing.

He can't stop noticing how beautiful you look wearing only one of his old sweaters to dress yourself in, with the hair you had tied up in a ponytail before you started cooking and a few strands already escaping from the simple hairstyle and a small smear of flour over your face.

"Yes dear, all right" you say leaving a tender kiss on her cheek before you step away to start making the frosting.

You finish cutting the dough into the shapes you wanted the cookies to be and place them on the greased baking pan, but before you can turn on the oven to put them to bake Andrew's voice calls you from across the kitchen.

"Babe" he calls again and you look up at him smiling "Taste this for me and tell me if it is good?".

"I think you could do it yourself love" you say moving closer to him.

"It's just that you have a much better palate than I do" he takes some of the frosting on two fingers "Unless we're talking about tasting you, because then I can tell you how tasty it is" he winks at you teasingly.

"Don't say things like that to me" he gives you a light pat on your arm.

"O darling, I know you love it" he says, and you just smile in response.

You hold his hand and bring your frosting honeyed fingers to your mouth, you moan as you taste it, incredibly good.

"Is that..." You don't finish your sentence because Andrew is soon on you kissing you as fast as he can " what is it?" you laugh half breathlessly.

"Nothing, I just need my girlfriend right now" is all he says before placing you sitting on the table, the only surface in that kitchen that wasn't dirty with cookie ingredients.

He kisses her again with intensity feeling the sugary taste of frosting still on her lips, his hands move up her thigh hooking his fingers over her panties and removing them quickly.

Two of his fingers find their way to your intimacy touching it only superficially so he can tease you.

"I've barely touched you and you're like this" he whispers against your ear "Always ready for me aren't you darling?" His thumb touches your clit moving slowly in circular motions "My good girl" two of his fingers enter you.

"Andrew" you sigh "Andy...please" you beg for him.

"You are lucky I am in my Christmas spirit today so I will give you exactly what you want" He says before kneeling before you and running tongue slowly over your intimacy "Like I said, incredibly tasty" he licks another long stretch "My sweet sweet girl".

His hand grips the edge of the table tightly while the other curls over your hair as he clamps your clit between his lips, he continued with both fingers inside you slowly taking them out and putting them in.

"Please please please" you beg when you feel he is close and he stops suddenly "Andy" whimpering "I need you".

"Don't worry baby" he leaves a little love bite on the back of your throat as he unbuttons his own pants "you have me" he says before penetrating you

You throw your head back, ecstatic with pleasure, your body falling onto the table as Andrew continued to touch you so intimately. He lifts up your -his- sweater leaving your breasts bare, he didn't want to take the huge sweater off your body, there was something primal inside him that loved to fuck you while you were wearing his clothes. He hooks his lips around one of your breasts making you even more desperate for him.

It doesn't take long before the two of you are so needy for each other and so close to climaxing, especially when he finds your G-spot and thrusts several times there leaving you almost at the point of crying with pleasure for him.

"Are you close honey?" He asks sweetly and you confirm "great, come to me".

It doesn't take long for you to cum clenching around him making him come soon after.

He helps you sit back down on the table resting your head on his shoulder and leaving a small tender kiss there as you both catch your breath.

"Good thing we didn't put the cookies out to bake, they sure would have been burnt by now" he says making her laugh.

"If I had known that baking with you would end up like this we would have done it long before now".

"Merry Christmas Darling" he whispers with his lips glued to hers.

"Merry Christmas."

[anna1306]

Doubts

Paul x Reader (GN)

I am not sorry for wanting to be comforted and hugged by Paul. I am sorry for taking so long to write this

- Are you nervous? I am not, - Paul giggled. - How are you not nervous, once again?

- I am very good actor, - you laughed, kissing him on the cheek. - Don't worry. They would love you. I think, - you tugged him to the door. He tried to look decent, even wore not so see-through shirt. Your family wasn't that big of a deal to him, but to you it was. And he wasn't ready to make things bad with you.

- Hello, - your mother smiled warmly, as she opened the door and he sheepishly waved at her. - You are Paul, right? Come on in, my child told a lot about you, we've been waiting to meet you.

- Hi, mrs...

- Just Louise, I'm not that old, - she laughed a little and stepped to the side, letting you both in. You went into the house after him and closed the door. Both of you took off your boots, going to the living room. Your father stood from his armchair and shook Paul's hand. His stare was too critical, in blonde's opinion.

- George, - he introduced himself to Paul, looking him up and down. Vampire smiled a little bit and nodded. His usual flow of words disappeared somewhere.

- Nice to meet you... Sorry, a little nervous, not so talkative, - he giggled nervously, still trying to shut himself up, just to not blurt out something.

- You better be, - your father scoffed, but was shushed by your mum.

- Stop it! We are not that scary, he's just joking, - she smiled. - I made dinner, let's go to the table, - you and Paul followed your parents, while blonde bent to you a little.

- Am I in trouble?..

- You didn't do anything yet, relax, - you smiled and kissed him on the cheek to ease some of his tension. You were worried, of course, your parents were... Not so easy people. But you hoped they would at least be reasonable before other person. All of you sat at the table, Paul only helped your mother open the bottle of wine. He almost agreed to drink, but you tugged his coat and shook your head slightly noticeable.

- Uh... No, I'm not in the mood for wine, thanks, - he refused, putting the bottle on the table. At that your father nodded approvingly.

- Good thing when you are driving a motorcycle, - he nodded. Paul breathed out, glancing at you. You giggled, nodding at the direction of the food. Paul tried it and moaned, maybe too loudly.

- Wow, it's awesome. Did you cook that all yourself, mrs... Louise? - woman smiled at this.

- I'm glad you like it. I still think it needed to be cooked more, it's still not perfect and...

- Nononono, it is great, I have never eaten anything better, - Paul jumped to reassuring very fast. You put a hand on his leg, trying to calm him down. - I am not very good at home meals, only had fast food, so it is the best thing I ate for the last year! This is really tasty!

- Oh dear... Y/N, you should cook for him more, - your mother looked at you almost sternly, and you shifted a little under her gaze, looking away. Paul noticed it, but didn't say anything about your condition. Instead...

- They cook for me often and that is really cool. They took after you in the kitchen, - he winked at you and you smiled. He squeezed your hand a little, almost reassuringly.

- What do you do for living? - your father asked between stuffing his mouth with food. Paul froze for a moment, thinking of suitable replacement for "sleep all day, party all night, live forever".

- He and his brothers fix bikes. Not a repair station, but they are good, - you answered for him, giving him the opportunity to be free from it. You knew their secret, and you definitely didn't wanna them get caught. Paul smiled at you quickly.

- So not very much money, I guess? - your mum sighed. - I guess that's why you are so skinny. No offence, but I just want to feed you more, poor thing, - she smiled a little, drinking wine. You swallowed your comment and hid behind your fork with food. This time Paul didn't sense your distress.

- Oh, don't worry, I'm just the lanky one out of my brothers, - he laughed, eating his portion very fast. - You know, tall, skinny, loud, but attractive one.

- Everyone has their own preference, - Louise giggled. With every second Paul felt himself more and more comfortable.

He spoke with them pretty freely, about his life, about your relationship. You smiled, looking at him sometimes, while eating your mother's food. Your father even warmed up a bit. You were glad, your worries about them possibly saying something wrong or Paul messing something up had gone out of the window.

- Y/N, come on, let's take out pie from the oven, - your mum decided to ask you for help, and you nodded, following her to the kitchen. Your father and Paul stayed at the table, though the latter wanted to help and almost stood up.

- Don't worry, if they needed our help, they would ask, - your dad winked at Paul. He smiled and nodded, sitting down. He didn't want to make you feel like you couldn't do anything. He trusted you to ask for help if anything. - Look, I think you are good boy and...

- Don't eat pie, alright? - Paul heard that randomly from the kitchen and furrowed his brows for a moment.

- What? Why, it is your delicious apple pie, I love that, you know it, - he heard smile in your voice, completely out of conversation with your father. Why won't your mother let you eat the sweets? Was it poisoned and they tried to protect you? No, what nonsense, they were good, why would they...

- You ate enough, - he froze from the realisation of what was going on there. - Sweety, don't look at me like that. I would save one piece for your breakfast. Now don't eat, or... You would just overeat. And you would feel sick. You wouldn't want to sit out the rest of your romantic night, would you?

- No, I guess... - the smile and joy from your voice was gone. Paul looked at the direction of the kitchen. - But...

- And I don't think you would like Paul look with you as a weird couple of nice, tall and fit boy with... You, - he almost fumed at this, but the heavy hand on his shoulder ripped him from his thoughts. Paul shivered and turned to see your father.

- Are you okay? You are just like Y/N. They are always in the clouds. Not listening to me or hearing something, no respect, - he laughed, while Paul looked at him seriously. He wasn't David to get into the soul of a person. He wasn't Dwayne with his great intuition and ability to see people through. He wasn't even Marko with his constant anger to confront them. But he could pretend. Better than any of them. So he smiled.

- They are, right? Sometimes I can't get them to hear me, like they are somewhere else completely. It annoys me sometimes.

- I know, right? I live with that, - George scoffed, clapping Paul on the shoulder. - Their mother was one day like that, but through tough communication we managed to find understanding. I hope you would find a way to communicate with them like with normal person. They can do things, they hear, but they are lazy and pretend not to pay attention, you know?

- Right, - Paul smiled, while you and your mum brought pie and tea. He watched you with the same smile, not making a single comment on what had just happened. And moved the plate with pie to you as soon as you placed it before him.

- Paul, thanks, but...

- No but, I know you love apples, - he winked at you. You shivered at the realisation that he heard and blushed. Hesitantly you took the fork to eat the pie, even if your mother's eyes told you to do something else.

- Where are you going next? - Louise took the attention at herself, glancing at you eating from time to time. Paul noticed that also, now attentive to their every breath, but said nothing on the topic, only smiling.

- Oh, you know the restaurant at the centre of Santa-Carla? Italian one? They make the best coffee there, - he ignored your confused stare as best as he could.

- I thought we...

- Were going for the ice cream? I thought the coffee and a walk would be better, - he looked at you meaningfully. You had no idea what he planned, you were going to the Boardwalk, why lie? But you trusted him. Paul had some crazy ideas, but he wouldn't hurt you on purpose ever.

- Ice cream in night isn't the best idea, - carefully added Louise. - I am lactose intolerant and it is genetically, I know, I read about it, - Paul raised a brow at this. You could drink milkshakes like no one ever could, and she was telling him you couldn't? Well, strange thing you didn't puke or shit all over the cave. Lucky they.

- And you wouldn't fit in this pretty jeans of yours,- added your father.

- Dad! I am not gathering weight, stop, not in front of... Don't say nonsense! - you said quieter. You hoped this evening would be different, that they wouldn't raise this topic just for once, but apparently they didn't care for a second.

- Yeah, sorry, Paul, just a joke. Women and diets, you know, - Paul nodded, knowing you hated all the cute and tight. Well, only sometimes and with him alone. Not some jeans, definitely not. He fidgeted with his cup for a while, but he didn't had the strength to deal with it more than he already did.

- I think we better get going. The restaurant will close soon, - he smiled and put away the half-empty cup of tea. You followed his lead, standing up from the table.

- Y/N would catch up with you in a minute. Change their clothes, you know, - your mum looked at you, while you rolled your eyes. Strange, but the wave of anger raised in you very fast.

- Mom, stop, it's normal clothes.

- Darling, you are going on a date to an Italian restaurant. What would people think, - okay, Paul wasn't the smartest in the bunch, but he could put two and two together. These smiles, these nice words, nice picture of a good family. He remembered Max for a second, and home meal asked to find a way out. It was perfect family, until he started to think and hear it. It wasn't perfect, not in a mile.

- Mom, I'm grown-up, if my clothes are messy, it's on me, not you! - you snapped, causing even Paul to look at you in surprise. Your mom pressed her lips together, but you didn't let her start talking. - Whatever, I'll be out in a five minutes, - before he could say anything, you ran away to your room. Your mom smiled awkwardly at the blonde.

- I can pack a meal for your brothers, since you have no home meals... - she almost didn't care for that outburst, trying to change the theme.

- Oh no, absolutely no need, thanks, bye, - Paul smiled at them and left the kitchen. He didn't want to stay in the house for another second, knowing that he wouldn't be able to control himself. Especially when he heard a whimper and a quiet "fuck" from your room. Your dad hurried after him. The vampire stopped at the entrance to offer a polite smile. - Need to check the bike, yadda-yadda, don't worry, - he shook hand of your father and immediately after they closed the door, flew up to your window.

- Jesus, Paul, you scared me! - you jumped, tugging your shirt on. - I thought you were downstairs, not in my win... What are you doing?

- Gathering your things, - Paul looked around and grabbed the bag from under your bed. He locked the door on his frantic way around your room, threw the bag on the bed, starting to grab and put things in it. You managed to stand between him and the bag, making him pause.

- Stop! Just for a moment stop and tell me what the hell are you doing? I can see that you are gathering my things for some reason, but...

- You won't live here. Not for a day longer. I am gathering your things, so you can go with me. You already have a nest in the cave, it's not necessary for you to turn right away and...

- Why? I am not planning on leave this, - you clearly didn't understand. While yes, you understood that Paul caught up on your mood, with your parents comments, you still didn't understand why he was so eager to take you away. - Paul, why are you like this? You were fine. If it's about my parents, this is just how they are and it's not that big of a deal.

- They control you! They degrade you! They are not the parents. Parents are supposed to love their child, no matter what. And these fuckers doesn't give a damn about you. You think I didn't heard your mother's words?! Oh, I heard how she thinks that you eat too much. And your father? He wants me to teach you how to behave yourself! What am I to you, a fucking owner of a pet out of line?!! They don't give a damn about you, I understood it from only several interactions with them!

- Stop! - he froze when he noticed your tears. You stepped away from him and slid on the floor, back to the wall. Paul didn't realise what he was doing to you with his words, his screams. - Stop that... They are not that bad. Some parents... Beat their child, kick them out, mine are just...

- Just as awful as those, - Paul said in more calm manner than before. He sighed and came closer, sitting before you. - I'm... I am sorry for raising my voice at you. I am just so mad right now. Not at you, sugarpie, at them. They sounded so awful, so hateful, so egotistical. I just... I can't leave you in the morning, knowing you have to go back Here.

- They care for me, - you whimpered. Paul tugged you to him, hugging you closely and letting you hide your face on his chest.

- Max cares for us too, that doesn't change the fact, that he's an asshole and better die off alone, - Paul scoffed. You let out a quiet chuckle, but he heard it nonetheless. He pulled away, just to wipe out your tears.

- They are not so bad... - you still tried to convince him. Convince yourself, clinging to the last drops of hope that your parents loved you. It was hard for you sometimes, but no one ever told you something so... True and at the same time hurtful. Maybe because you never told anyone.

- They think you need to eat less, behave yourself, answer them always, not thinking about anything else, and look presentable, so they won't be ashamed of breaking some rules they made up for themselves. And that's from one evening I got here. I can't imagine what you are going through if it's your normal dinner on every day basis, - Paul kissed you on the forehead. You pursed your lips together and sniffed, shaking your head stubbornly.

- They still love me... - you didn't want to believe it. It would mean that you had to change a lot in your life. You were scared of that.

- They love the ideal you they can use in their goals, - Paul took your face in his hands and kissed you shortly. - Sweetheart, you deserve so much. You deserve the whole world out there. I want to give you this world, so that the world would see how strong and perfect you are! I love you for who you are, not for how you look or sound or answer to me. You look amazing in anything. You are amazing on your own. I don't care if you are somewhere on cloud nine or ten, I know you are gonna come back from it to me. So please, darling. The boys love you, they care for you too. I want to help you, just let me...

- Paul... - you looked at him softly. And hugged him tightly. You were about to change your whole life. If you go with him, that meant that parents would be cut out. Paul was adamant in his opinion. You sighed and nodded, wiping your tears away.

- Good. What would you need firstly? - Paul smiled a little and helped you up. In next five minutes you both gathered your things. You grabbed your notebooks with your sketches and ideas and froze, hearing the footsteps behind your door.

- They probably already left, - your mum sighed. - I just hope they would behave themselves with this boy. He's weird but maybe he would keep them in line, - you lowered your eyes, hearing those words. Maybe Paul was right indeed and your parents only cared for the image, not for who you were. Blonde kissed you on cheek and put notebooks in the bag.

- Ready? - he whispered. You looked around your room. You wanted to stay. Wanted to have this comfort. Yes, your parents weren't perfect, but noone was. At least here you knew what would happen. But Paul was right - you had to get out of here before they swallow you whole.

- More than ever, - you nodded. He smiled at you, taking both the bag and you in his arms. You squealed a little, getting surprised every time by his strength. He flew down with you to the ground and tugged you to the bike.

In half an hour you were at the cave. David was grumpy at the fact that you were going to stay with them, but you knew that he wasn't against you at all. You weren't any trouble and eventually would be turned, so he was grumpy just because he wanted to be. Marko was ecstatic, as now he had two best friends by his side. Dwayne only smiled at you, appreciating your calmness. Paul didn't let the talk about it go for long, pulling you to your nest. He didn't even let you take out your things, hugging you and breathing in your scent.

- I love you so much, you know this, right? - he mumbled into your neck, making you giggle and nuzzle into his side.

- I guessed that much, - you sighed calmly. The thoughts of "if" and "but" slowly returned and your happiness was slowly fading away, concerns and doubts circling around. Paul sensed that and started covering your face with smooches. - Paul!

- Love you. So much. You can't even guess. You are my treasure. My hot-ass babe. My precious sweetheart. They don't deserve you. You shouldn't listen to them, you are perfect as you are. And I have the whole eternity in front of us to prove it to you. To let you see yourself the way I see you.

- Just... Don't let me go... - you breathed out, embarrassed by his outburst, but... But you were touched. Paul always seemed so horny and simple, yet when he noticed a glimpse of something he thought was harmful to you, immediately acted up on it. You were safe with him, not understanding to what extent. Yet.

- Not in a thousand years, - he giggled, pecking your lips. - You know, I wonder. How a shitty person can cook so good? - you froze and then laughed from the surprise. - What, it's a serious question, - he smiled, looking at you. Paul was determined to let you be free and happy. He wouldn't let anyone stay in the way of your happiness.

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Eternal Love of Dream - Chapter Next 5

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It was the most exciting time of the year in Quinqui. It was time for harvest festival. This was a 7 day long festival with parades, performances from acrobats and a grand fair. Every year anyone related to Quinqui, no matter how far from home he might be, would make it a point to come. Even visitors from all over would gather here.

Bai Xian, the crown prince Ye Hua and their little son Ah-Li had also come to the fox den for this celebration. Ah-Li and Gungun were both super excited to go to the fair. Chong Lin was trying to keep them interested in other things long enough so that they could go only after the sun would go down a little. Bai Xian was so not wanting to walk around in the hot sun and had tasked Chong Lin with this duty.

She herself had come to Xiaobai's room and was helping her bathe and get dressed. Xiaobai had recovered quite a lot, but her wound still hurt if she tried to move quickly or even tried to comb her long hair. So Bai Xian had taken it upon herself to look after her favorite niece.

Dijun had ventured to the kitchen asking his mother-in-law's help to cook something tasty and nutritious for his wife. His mother-in-law was only too happy to oblige. Finding not much else to do by himself Ye Hua had joined in too. They all chatted and cooked away a whole feast with sweet and sour fish, noodle soup, congee and various types of cakes. All of them were feeling very accomplished. Dijun and Ye Hua loaded two trays with all the food and decided to go to Xiaobai's room so they all could eat together.

When the two reached Xiaobai's room, she had finished bathing and getting dressed. Bai Xian was combing her hair and they were chatting. "Please don't tell whatever I am about to say, to Dijun. I don't want him to feel any more guilty than what he is already feeling.", Fengjiu was saying. Dijun signalled to Ye Hua to stop and not enter the room. They both placed the food trays on a nearby table and waited. Ye Hua signalled to Dijun that he will be back soon and left in search of their sons.

"Ye Hua is a true gentleman!", mused Dijun and continued to eavesdrop. His wife was about to tell something to her aunt that she thought would make him feel guilty. So? It wasn't going to be pretty. But he was quite thick skinned and he could handle it. At least that's what he told himself at that time.

Fengjiu continued reminiscing and talking to her aunt. She was talking about some of the hardest days of her life and it wasn't easy for her. But this was her aunt and she was one person Fengjiu did not mind being herself with.

"I waited for Dijun for 73 days. Each day was harder than the one before, but I waited. Everyone told me he had chosen to go to demon realm with Ji Heng. I chose not to believe them.  I went to demon realm with Chong Lin to look for Dijun. There they told me he had been with Ji Heng. I was heartbroken.

I returned home here and was crying inconsolably in my room when medicine god Zhe Yan walked in. He sensed something off with me, checked my pulse and told me that I was pregnant. That moment! It changed my whole life.

I remember that night I did not sleep at all. But by the time morning came, I had made up my mind. God Zhe Yan  had left me two pills - one that would abort and another that would preserve the baby. He also left a note saying he would support me no matter what I picked.

This was my baby. Mine and Dijun's. The only man I have ever loved. This baby was symbol of my unconditional love for Dijun. I knew he had loved me sincerely too. May be after seeing Ji Heng in trouble, he had decided to spend the rest of his life with her. But I knew when he had told me he loved me, he had meant it. I would keep this baby and live for the baby. This baby would be my whole universe from then on.  I ate the pill that would preserve my baby.

Then I packed a few clothes, supplies to hide my birthmark, dress up as a man etc and left Quinqui. First I went to Sky Kingdom. Something in my heart was still not ready to let him go. I hoped to see him one last time. If he wanted to be with Ji Heng, all he had to do was tell me. I would get out of his way. But I didn't find him there. I knew I needed to be strong  for this baby. Especially since I would be his only parent. So I let go of everything and left sky kingdom.

From there I went to Nether world, and checked up on Ye Quingti. I knew I would pay his debt no matter what. I left a trinket with Lord Xie Gu so he could reach me when he needed me to wake Quingti up. And then i went to mortal realm and stayed there until... "

"Why mortal realm? Didn't you know you would be all alone and you wouldn't be able to use your magic either? How could you have acted so foolishly, Fengjiu?", scolded Bai Xian.

"Aunt, I chose mortal realm because I did not want anyone to find me. I knew if any of you had learned that I was pregnant, you would confront Dijun and make him take responsibility for me and the baby. I knew what it was like, to stay away from the one I loved, I could never wish that for him.", Fengjiu explained.

Bai Xian rolled her eyes indignantly and continued with the questions. "How did you manage your pregnancy? Going into labor? The delivery? Did you take care of yourself properly at all?". She was seriously concerned.

"I did the best I could. I went to mortal realm and worked as a cook in a restaurant at that time. It was really hard work all day long. My body ached all the time and I was exhausted. But at least the owner who was an old lady, was kind to me. She let me eat leftovers  and also let me take breaks often in my last month of pregnancy. She even revived me when I passed out from 3 days of labor pains and she helped me deliver Gungun safely. I am so grateful to her.

I was really sad when her son showed up 3 months later and wanted to force himself on me. I fought him, made him unconscious and ran away with Gungun. I did suffer physically and I was also very sad to leave the old lady to look after herself. But, I had no choice, so I did what I could.", Fengju tried in vain to make light of it. Bai Xian was appalled at what she heard.

And so was Dijun. He felt he had been too naive in thinking he could handle whatever he heard about her days in mortal realm. He had really underestimated her hardships.

Her days had been hard. When she had given him up, she had also given up her family and friends. All because of him. He knew he could never repay her for the things he had put her through.

"You are a Princess of Quinqui. You are the Monarch of this kingdom. You are the Empress of one of the most prestigious, powerful and revered god in the Sky Kingdom. Yet you had to work in restaurant and pass out from labor pains with no one to look after you. That's just so ...... ", Bai Xian was so furious, so flabbergasted that she could not find the right words at all.

"How can you love someone so much? How can you love him so much?", she asked incredulously to Fengjiu.

"Love is mysterious in its ways.", Fengjiu replied with a faint smile.

She knew her aunt was very angry. So Fengjiu reached for her aunt's hand. She hugged her aunt and wiped her aunt’s tears smilingly. Bai Xian's anger melted away. No one could stay angry at Fengjiu for long. With more tears in her eyes, Bai Xian planted a kiss on Fengjiu's head and held her close.

Dijun decided it was about time the ladies were interrupted. He wasn't sure he could bear to know any more of the hardships this delicate woman had toughed out because of him. He wasn't that thick skinned after all. He picked up the tray of food that had gone cold and heated everything back up with magic. He saw Ye Hua return with both the kids and together they walked in.

They sat in a circle and ate together. Both guys were pretty happy seeing their wives eat and praise the food they had prepared.

Dijun kept stealing weird glances at Xiaobai. She could sense something off about him. Was he worried about something? Was he about to go away soon and leave her for long time again? That thought scared her and made her very sad. But watching him smile at Gungun, she reasoned with herself that that must not be the case. She would have to ask him later when they were alone, she decided.

And she did get a chance to be alone with him soon. After the food was all gobbled up, Ah-Li reminded everyone that they had to go to the fair after lunch. So Gungun, Ah-Li, Bai Xian and Ye Hua all got ready to go.

“I will bring you sugar paintings, mom. Tell me what kind you want?”, Gungun said.

“Bring me back one dragon and one fox.”, she replied and exchanged a meaningful look with Dijun. That did bring back fond memories and a smile to Dijun’s face. She was happy to see her trick had worked to lighten his mood.

After they were all gone, Dijun closed the door behind them. He came back to her and helped her walk to the window. Although it was quite bright and sunny outside, the glorious willow tree in the yard provided just enough shade on the window seat. They both sat there with Dijun wrapping his arms around Xiaobai.

“What’s going on, Dijun? What’s been worrying you? Please tell me. And please be completely honest with me, ok? No matter how bad whatever that is, I want to know. And I want to work together with you to make it better. So tell me why you are so sad, so worried?” Xiaobai said looking into his eyes with  sincerity.

“Xiaobai, I overheard what you were telling your aunt about the time of Gungun’s birth. I am feeling so guilty about that. As a husband I have failed you. Miserably failed you. I am so very sorry.”, Dijun’s voice cracked.

Xiaobai let out a long sigh and took his hands in hers. She looked at him, quite relieved that the worry wasn't anything about their future. She began to talk. “Dijun, what has passed is gone by. No matter what, we can never change it. So please let it all go. I do feel guilty about misunderstanding you, about talking to you coldly last time we met in the Sky Kingdom and keeping your son away from you for so long. But I am learning from it and learning to let it go. Let’s promise to always be completely honest with each other. Let’s start over, ok?”

A deep sigh left Dijun’s mouth as relief washed over him. His Xiaobai was still willing to give him another chance. She was asking to start afresh with him.

“When did my silly little fox become so wise?”, he chuckled and petted her nose. Hugging her, he let out a long sigh. She shifted to be more closer to him.

He pulled her close and said, “Are you tired, Xiaobai? Sleep a little if you are tired.” He planted a soft kiss on her hair, “Be a good girl and take rest for a while. We can take a small walk outside later if you feel better.”

“Hhmm..”, she said. Then she  sunk her head on his chest and closed her eyes contentedly.

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cozy days

happy valentines day!

i drew my babies holly and acke:)

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also i wrote a story based on this drawing!

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Since we started living together in our small house, Acke always made sure that I wake up in good humor every day. He promised me that he would help me beat all my demons. Whenever I had a worse day, he was there to comfort me. He always made sure I felt better. This morning I didn't feel well. I was staring at the ceiling all night, couldn't close my eyes. I was scared. I didn't even know why. Sometimes you are scared without a solid reason, and surreal thoughts are covering your mind. When Acke asked me, what's wrong, I wasn't even able to speak. After a moment, he just shook his head and kissed my forehead. "Rest today, give yourself a day-off, my sweet blueberry pie." I nodded. Acke gave me a warm smile and gave me a few more smooches on my cheek. He always made sure that every minute I spent with him made me feel loved. And he was always succeeding. Either it was by kissing my neck when we were making out or just telling me that he is proud of me because I cleaned up the bathroom all by myself. I felt love and happiness in my life thanks to him. I've never realized how much I needed this in my life. He hugged me tightly and told me to try to take a nap. I took a deep breath and put my face on his chest. His heartbeat made me feel calmer. I didn't even know when I fell asleep. Though, when I woke up, he was already out. I wished he could stay, but people at our office were gossiping a lot whenever we both stayed at home. After all, I was still his boss and shouldn't give him days-off just because I am madly in love with him. Well, they were right, but sometimes I couldn't help my heart. I was usually forcing Acke to stay in bed with me, but he never really seemed to complain. It wasn't happening a lot anyway, just whenever it was really important. It was hard for me to get out of bed. During days like these, I wished to do nothing at all. I wanted to lay in my cozy bed as long as Acke would be at work. On the other hand, I didn't want to waste my entire day. I knew it would also make Acke worry a lot. Apparently, not having the energy to go out of the bed wasn't normal. I was still new to the whole "self-care" thing and never really felt like doing things for myself, so for now, doing things for him was good enough for me. I texted him that I got up. He almost immediately replied that he is proud and that he loves me. I was thankful for him. I took my notebook. I wanted to plan this day and spend it productive so he can be proud of me again. I smiled. I could imagine how he smiles when he hears that I planned the whole day by myself. I was feeling butterflies in my stomach again. I took a warm shower, used the best shower creams, used conditioner on my hair, and put a lot of moisture on my skin. I even used some products for my face. I didn't have significant problems with my skin, but it just felt nice to wear all these masks. I felt like in a spa. I looked at the mirror. I still didn't like what I see. My lips were shaking whenever I tried to smile to myself. It felt so hard. I remembered what Acke was telling me. "You need to look beautiful for yourself, not for me. I already know you are the prettiest woman that ever existed. It's time for you to acknowledge that." Yet, I couldn't believe it. It felt like someone was telling me that the color black is white. It just felt surreal. I opened my mouth to say that I love myself, that I love every part of my body, every scar, each finger, and a strand of hair. I bit my lip and closed my eyes. Not today. I wasn't ready yet. But I will be one day.

I got dressed in my casual but still comfortable clothes. Sometimes I didn't have the energy to even wore anything besides my pajamas but, I wanted to fight this urge every day. And I was getting better. Things that felt like a challenge months ago were easier now. I was slowly taking steps in my healing. Every time I did it, I was proud of myself. Then I was writing it to my sisters and Acke so they can also be proud. I was so happy they were by my side. I finally didn't feel alone. I didn't know that sometimes you simply need to tell people how you feel. It felt so abstract to me. I was scared that they wouldn't understand my words and feelings and that I am just a psycho. But they understood every word I said. They helped me find peace in myself. It's still hard for me to believe in myself, but at least I have people who do. *** I loved cooking for Acke. Acke couldn't prepare food at all. He often forgot about either adding important ingredients or about turning off the oven. Once, he wanted to do a surprise date for me. He was preparing one of the Anyposian traditional dishes, which are not that easy to cook. It ended up cleaning up the whole kitchen and ordering food from the restaurant. Though, thanks to that, he always enjoyed my food. He never complained, even if I added a little too much salt. If I wasn't proud of my food, he told me that he would probably burn it already. Whatever I did was tasty for him anyway. I wanted to bake a cake. I rarely baked anything. We were usually just buying sweets whenever we wanted to eat something sweet. But today, I had an opportunity to surprise him. I never really was in love before I started dating Acke. I didn't know how it is. I couldn't understand why people love loving. It wasn't logical at all. Why would you do something that might not reward you? But love is not reserved for the brain but the heart. I acknowledge that the little sparkle in the eye of your loved ones is the reward. That little smirk after hearing your stupid joke is what you get. That was the best thing I could get. Him being happy. After I prepared the dinner, I started making a cake. I wanted to make it in time, so when Acke would finish eating dinner, I would put a plate of warm cake in front of him. However, he came back earlier. I looked at him. He seemed to be a little tired. "Hey, do you feel any better?" he said while unbuttoning his shirt. I nodded. It was weird for Acke to come back so soon. "I... I think I feel a little better." "What were you doing?" I described to him my whole day. I told him what book I read and what did I watch on TV. He always seemed to be interested. I was lucky to have such a good listener. "Well, if this book is that good, I need to read it too." He said and gave me a warm smile. I smiled back while mixing the dough. He held my cheeks and gave a kiss on my forehead. "So, why are you so early?" He looked at me and opened his mouths a little. It felt like he couldn't find words. I raised my eyebrow and put the bowl aside. We were staring at each other for a while. We were doing it pretty often. Either it was just for the sake of us admiring each other or us wanting to give another person space to think. He was stroking my cheeks with his thumbs. His fingers were a little shaky. "You know you are beautiful, right?" I didn't know how to reply. I know I am beautiful for you. I know I might be for everyone else. But not for me. I couldn't reply. I didn't want to lie. "I wanted to bake a cake as a surprise, but I guess it's not a surprise anymore..." It was a pain for me to avoid some topics. I hated playing stupid. It felt as if I didn't know what he was talking about. He took a deep breath and looked at the window. The last rays of sunshine were coming to our kitchen. Our neighbor's cat was observing kids who were playing. I sighed and put the dinner on the table.

"Holly...just..."

I looked at him. He came to me and hugged me tightly. I glared at him, a little confused, and hugged him back.

"So...why did you come back early?"

Acke put his face on my chest.

"I was scared that you will leave me."

His breath was shaky. Mine got a little, too.

"How could you even think that way, honey? I love you with all my mind, body, soul, and heart. I would hate myself for eternity if I left you."

He didn't reply. He just held me as if I were going to disappear. I put my hand on his head. I was stroking his dark, soft hair. I could feel his heart beating fast as if he just ran a marathon.

"I know I worry too much. But I can't lose you, too."

Losing people I loved was the worst thing I have ever experienced.

When I was a child, I thought losing is about someone disappearing from your life suddenly and forever. That death is the only way I can lose people I love.

Acke lost his whole family.

When he became a soul, his parents, brother, and sister forgot about his existence. He watched his siblings die, yet the worst pain he felt was that he couldn't talk to his parents again like a son would.

Acke wanted to tell them that he is in a relationship with me, that he is working, that he is doing good. But he couldn't. His parents forgot about his existence.

He would prefer to know that he can't meet them anymore. But he could.

I tried to encourage Acke to meet his parents, but he didn't even want to hear about it. I didn't want to argue with him about it, so I don't talk about this.

At least not that often. Because I still believe Acke's parents would understand. They were some of the loveliest people I ever encountered. They would welcome him with open arms. They would be as proud of him as he is of me.

"You need to understand that you need to think about yourself too."

He sighed.

During my 27-year-old life, I learned a lot. When we think about others too much, we might forget about our problems. I didn't care about what I truly feel for definitely too long. I was thinking only about revenge on Eysha. I fell into the trap of constantly thinking about other people instead of focusing on my problems. When I was forgetting about taking care of myself, Acke was here to remind me that it's time to think about what I feel and what I need instead of blindly seeking revenge the whole time

Acke was the most supportive person I could ever meet. However, he was also the first one to forget about himself.

I wasn't the greatest friend, most of the time, but now I wanted to change it. I wanted not only to learn how to take care of myself. I wanted to know how to take care of other people.

"I want to stay quiet with you today."

I didn't bake the cake after all.

For the rest of the day, we sat on the couch and listened to his favorite music. We didn't talk. Acke just needed me, not my words.

He cried.

I was thankful that I have Acke. That he wasn't scared to show me who he truly is.

I loved spending with him all those cozy days.

thank you for reading what i wrote:) its my first time actually posting my writing so im kinda nervous haha

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