#sitting on a lake for hours then being able to cook and prepare what you caught that’s so cool I get it now

[cringeworms]

I really want to get into fishing what does this say about me

[pennylanefics]

Lake House - Quinn Hughes

a/n: first time writing for quinn! i really need to get the library fic done and i promise i will, i know it will come to me one of these days 😅 also i was able to get this done late last night! :)

summary: quinn invites you to his family's lake house for a week to get away for a little bit

word count: ~ 1.8k

After a brutal two hour drive in the rain out to Quinn’s family’s lake house, you finally arrived just as the sun was beginning to set, despite your desperate attempts to get Quinn to pull over and wait the storm out. But he wanted to get there in a reasonable time, so he took it slow, while you shielded your eyes the entire time.

Quinn brings your suitcases inside, not wanting you to slip and fall on the wet concrete, so you took this time to look around the house, admiring all the decorations and photos of him and his family. He returns for a second time, bringing the last of your things inside and kicking the door shut behind him.

“I hope it stops raining soon,” he grumbles, kicking his wet shoes off and leaving them on the door mat. You chuckle and walk over to him, brushing his hair away from his face, having been pelted with the drops falling from the sky.

He smiles at you and leans into your touch as your hands come to caress his cheeks. Turning his head, he places a kiss on the palm of your hand, and then one to the other hand right after.

“We have an entire week, I’m sure the weather will get better sometime during our stay.” He nods in response and sighs softly.

“Well, let me give you the official tour,” he grins sweetly, taking your hands in his and beginning to guide you through the house.

“And this is my room,” he opens the final door, showing you a neat bedroom with a nautical theme. It was very cozy, the main colors being creams and navy blues, the bed spread the same color blue. It felt calming, with a photo of a wave on the wall, but Quinn made sure to decorate some things himself, including a photo of you two on the dresser.

“I’m assuming this didn’t come with the house?” You tease, pointing to it. It’s from Brady Tkachuk’s wedding, the first big event the two of you attended as a couple. It was a photo that the photographer took of all the groomsmen with their dates, the two of you looking at each other and laughing, your smiles wide.

“It’s my favorite picture of us,” he admits, coming up behind you. “I needed something to personalize the room a little, with photos that don’t include Jack and Luke.”

The rest of the night is spent sitting on the couch, staring out the window and watching the lightning light up the sky and the rain hit the lake in a hypnotizing manner.

The next couple of days, the weather was thankfully better, but there was more rain forecasted towards the end of your stay. The first day there, you two spend the morning swimming in the lake and messing around with each other, Quinn playfully chasing you around the muddy yard; you were sliding and falling every few seconds, but neither of you cared one bit, grass and mud getting stuck to your damp skin.

After you get all cleaned up and showered, Quinn started to prepare dinner and you helped, taking direction from him since he was the cook between the two of you. When it was finally in the oven, you sit out on the back deck, your legs in Quinn’s lap as you both read the books you were currently reading, his hand stroking up and down your shin, sometimes creeping up to your knee.

“What do you want to do tomorrow?” He asks after ten minutes or so of quiet. The birds were chirping around you, stopping near you on the birdhouse filled with seeds, giving you an entertaining sight to watch as they flitter around.

“We could take the boat out on the lake, it’s supposed to be clear skies,” you say, looking out at the sunset.

The clouds created a breathtaking pattern in the sky, the sunlight beaming from behind them, the rays golden and shining. It was bright orange with hints of purple and pink, the sun a massive orange orb on the horizon.

“So beautiful,” you whisper, not having heard a word that Quinn said in response to your suggestion. He just laughs and shakes his head a little. 

“Did you hear anything I said?” He asks, though he was well aware of the answer.

“No, sorry honey,” you turn back to him, patting his cheek.

“I said we could definitely do that, it won’t be too windy either so that’ll mean the lake will be calm.”

“Then sounds like a plan,” you agree, leaning over to kiss his cheek. “Now let me go back to looking at the sunset.” He laughs loudly, his head throwing back as he does. 

“You’d rather look at the sunset than your handsome boyfriend?” He teases you, reaching over your bodies to grab your chin in his hands and turn your head back to him.

“I don’t know…have you seen the sky right now?” You continue to play along with the joke. “I will say it’s making your eyes look so magnificent, and I didn’t think it was possible for them to get prettier.”

He blushes at your words and hides his face behind his book, feeling very bashful all of a sudden. Quinn was never one to do well with compliments. Sure, he was happy to hear them, but he never knew how to accept them, or react when he was given one. You always told him it makes him even cuter, which leads him to always get even more shy.

His phone goes off for the timer for the food being done, so you head inside to plate everything and finish up the side dishes. Once everything is plated, you sit down at the dining room table, with you at the head of the table and Quinn to your left.

Dinner is quiet for the most part, with small conversation here and there, but you enjoy each other’s company and the peace of the still house. This is the kind of getaway the two of you needed, and you were so glad that you took a week off work to be here with him.

The days following are just as fun as the first day you were there. The second day, as promised, Quinn took you out on their boat and you two spent some time jumping off the side of the boat and swimming around in the water rather than near the land. 

Unfortunately, the third and fourth days, rain was forecasted, so you found some things to do inside. On the third day, you relaxed by having a movie marathon with a mixture of your favorite movies, with a small break so that Quinn could catch up on some reading he wanted to get done. But, to still be with one another, you laid with your head in his lap and took a small nap before dinnertime rolled around.

The fourth day is when things took a slight turn.

You were inside, curled up on the couch with some popcorn, talking about the plans for the upcoming hockey season and how you’d work around your schedule to travel with him and things alike, when the front door starts to jiggle and suddenly, Jack barges in, announcing his arrival.

“No need to worry! I have arrived!” He shouts, Luke following close behind. Quinn’s expression drops with disappointment and he turns to look at you. Quinn sometimes struggles with speaking what he’s thinking, but his face always says it all.

“What the hell are you guys doing here?” He grumbles, rubbing his face. You set the bowl of popcorn on the coffee table in front of you, standing to hug his brothers. Just then, his parents stroll in with their things.

“Mom, I told you I was taking (Y/N) here for the week and didn’t want anyone else here,” Quinn complains, finally standing from the couch to walk over to his parents.

You’ve met them plenty of times already, so that wasn’t an issue. But you knew Quinn wasn’t happy, and you suddenly felt like a nuisance. However, you were well aware that no one thought that of you, and this was all his family’s doing, as he did tell them he’d be there with you, and specifically wanted to be alone.

You greet them after Quinn does, giving both of them a hug before stepping to the side.

“Sorry for crashing your little romantic getaway,” Jack comes over to you, nudging your shoulder and laughing awkwardly.

“It’s not like that,” you mumble. “We’ve both been super stressed and needed to decompress away from everything.” 

Jack still takes your words as suggestive, and he wiggles his eyebrows teasingly. You scoff at him and shove him away from you just as Luke walks up to the two of you.

“I tried to tell them not to come here, but they wouldn’t listen,” Luke tries to advocate for yours and Quinn’s side.

“It’s fine,” you shake your head. “I’m not the one you should be trying to apologize to.” You nod your head in Quinn’s direction, where he was in a slightly heated disagreement with his dad, his hands running through his hair in an annoyed manner.

When his parents finally go to their room and Jack and Luke head upstairs, Quinn returns to where you stand and hides his face in your neck, nuzzling into your shoulder. His arms go around your torso, just holding you to him.

“Hey, it’s alright, honey,” you whisper. He was very clearly upset that his family couldn’t give him just a week to himself, and he didn’t need to say this for you to know why he was upset.

“I told them not to come here,” he mumbles against your shirt. Your hands begin to mess with the curls at the back of his neck, twirling them between your fingers and combing through them.

“I know. We can try to take another trip together in a couple months, if that’ll make you feel better. Or we can leave a day early, in the morning, because I’d rather not be driving in the rain at night.”

Quinn is hesitant to answer, but after a few moments of thinking, he nods his head.

“I think I wanna leave in the morning.”

Your heart aches at the tone of his voice. Quinn was a family man more than anything else, but when he wanted his time away, he was serious about it. His brothers and parents crashing your small vacation has thrown off all of his plans, and he was now no longer wanted to be here.

“Okay. We can pack everything up right now, spend the rest of our night in the room, until dinner, and leave early before anyone wakes up. I’m so sorry, baby.” He raises his head and kisses you sweetly, silently thanking you for being so understanding and kind.

“It’ll be okay, honey, I promise,” you whisper, wanting him to know that you’re going to be here for him and advocate for him and his wellbeing.

[eisa-core]

Episode 1 - Ready to time off

SEVENTEEN visits the forest in the middle of a hectic tour around the world!

Can the woods offer them a refreshing retreat?

15 october 2022

It's only been a day since Seventeen landed in Korea from Singapore for a leg of the Be The Sun Tour, and without unpacking their bags, they were ready to film the second season of In The Soop. They felt the stress and consequently also the pressure of not being able to deliver entertaining content but once they boarded the bus in the direction of their residence, their eyes closed on their own without giving too much thought to what to do or say, but only to total relaxation.

2:00 pm

«Hyejin-ah, wake up, we're here we have to get off» - Jeonghan's soft voice shook her from her dream. All along the journey she had managed to sleep, and she wasn't the only one: Jun, Minghao, Mingyu and Joshua had also fallen asleep on the way.

When she looked up, she noticed a breathtaking landscape outside; lots of trees and clean water reflecting the sunlight. It was a really healing atmosphere.

«I'll take that» - Minghao took the bag from her hands to hold it, and she thanked him with a smile. «Wow! Looks like we're the only ones here»

[ We did all of this for you Seventeen! ]

«Where should we go first? Shall we look at the rooms?» - Seungcheol took a stance gathering everyone beside him and all 13 nodded, following him to the entrance of the sleeping area. «Daisy, this room only has one bed, you can take it!» - Seungcheol saw the first room and immediately thought of the only girl in the group, who was still too tired and gave a thumbs up in response.

Half an hour later they were all already doing something else: Seungkwan and Minghao taking pictures of the sky; Woozi, Joshua, Hoshi and Dino in the gym and the rest in the dining room waiting for the chef par excellence to cook something.

«Mingyu, are you making fried dumplings?» - Vernon asked him setting plates and chopsticks on the table, «Alright, anything else?» - Without complaining Mingyu was already in the kitchen catering to the members' needs. «Whatever you want! I could eat the table too» - Daisy licked the tip of her chopsticks feeling her belly growl.

«I brought some sauce too» - Junhui entered the kitchen with something he had already prepared, and memories of when he brought the hot pots in the first season came back to everyone's mind. «Where are the others?»- «I know they're at the gym, Woozi wants to get paid as a personal trainer»- Dokyeom laughed but it was all true. «I'd rather dance Hit 10 times in a row than have a gym session with Woozi» - Seungcheol replied imagining the effort the others were making. «Oh and Jeonghan is having Japanese lessons» - he continued «Huh??? I thought I was your favourite Japanese teacher, I feel betrayed» - Daisy spoke «To me you always will be, aishiteru» - Dokyeom sent her a heart with his fingers making her giggle.

5:00 pm

«Who wants to go to the lake with me?» - Minghao asked once they finished eating and cleaning the table. «Me!» - Seungkwan and Daisy raised their hands at the same time and a few minutes later they were sitting by the lake playing with rocks, precisely creating a tower with them.

In the back, Seungcheol and Mingyu could be heard arguing over who scared away the fish they had caught.

«The sky is so beautiful» - Seungkwan couldn't stop taking pictures «So are you Kwanie» - Daisy complimented him knowing how much she enjoyed Seungkwan's embarrassed reaction to such comments «Mhh I don't think so. I think I was trained too much on how others might see me. I wasn't like this when I was young.» - Kwan spoke, not taking his eyes off the sky as Minghao and Daisy listened attentively. « I used to goof off before I was a trainee, then I started to hear a lot of 'you don't look cool enough's”»- Minghao took a long breath «You've been worrying about pictures ever since. Like coming out looking good, being cool and all. You do it to get good reactions from the fans but you shouldn't care so much. Why do you need others' acceptance? Seungkwan-ah, it's OK for you to do what you like, without having to please someone because you feel like it's your duty.» - He finished by going to put an arm behind his shoulder. «Minghao is right, as always» - Daisy added and stood up to hug Seungkwan as well. «We love you.»

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[pandaluc]

Warm Weekends

In which after a busy week, you get to spend your weekend together with your Genshin lover

Characters included: Lisa, Diluc x g!n s/o reader

Warnings: mentions of drinking, did not proof-read

Lisa

8:30 am... You are woken by your girlfriend, Lisa, the very well-known librarian in Mondstadt. "Good morning cutie~" she tells you with a smile on her face. Just by that moment, you felt so lucky to have Lisa as your lover. You decided to spend a few minutes tugging yourself on her chest, your arms hugging her close to you. You cherish these moments a lot, and so does she. Her head on top of yours, sometimes kissing the crown of your head. One of her arms are rubbing your back, and the other playing with your hair which feels so soothing.

9:00 am... The both of you stand up, together fixing your bed. She would comb your hair, and you comb hers. Doing so, you shower each other with compliments as well as some flirting here and there.

9:15 am... You and your lover make your way to the kitchen and start to cook breakfast. Lisa is a vegetarian so the both of you decided to make Satisfying Salad to eat this morning. After cooking, you then will offer Lisa a seat on the table. "How romantic of you, dear". While eating, the both of you discuss about how your week was. After eating, you would wash the dishes while Lisa cleans the table up and store left-overs if there are any.

9:53 am... You then take a bath with Lisa. Nothing suggestive happens. The baths you do with her are simply sweet and relaxing - it makes the both of you feel at peace. She would wash your hair, you would help her soap her back. Both of you would compliment each other about your looks. You love taking baths with her because she makes you feel accepted, secure and safe. Baths with her are indeed fun. After taking a bath, the both of you will then brush your teeth, comb your hair, and put on clothes together. Sometimes, you get to choose what she wears for the day. Today, you decided to wear a couple shirt with her. It is rare after all to see Lisa in a simple, comfortable clothing

10:34 am... You and Lisa make your way to the library, not to do work in the weekend but rather to have a library date. The both of you love to read, and well, if you did not love to read before, she definitely influenced you to do so. While reading, you both would discuss about history and theories about Teyvat and Celestia. Both of you found it fun.

1:43 pm... After reading and contemplating about the world, both of you go to Sara's Good Hunter and order some food. For today's late lunch, you ate Vegetarian Abalone with her. Some people would stare at the both of you, not to creep the couple out or anything but rather because you two look so good and cute together. At first, you were uncomfortable with the stares. But later on, you got used to it and came to the realization that you are just indeed so lucky to have Lisa as your future wife.

2:39 pm... After eating, Lisa decided that the both of you could take a walk outside Mondstadt to perhaps reconnect with nature. You and Lisa then go outside Mondstadt to travel. The both of you would go pick up flowers to give each other, admire lakes or waterfalls and go on top of a mountain to do some sightseeing. While gathering Cecilias, and some big leaves and strings, you then make a boquet to give to your lover on a mountain peak as the sun sets. It is simple, yet romantic. Very romantic. Lisa then somewhat felt bad because she did not have such gift to give to you even if you assured her that it is alright. As a result, she simply took a Windwheel Aster, cut some part of the stem, and put it on your ear.

7:22 pm... You both went back to the comfort of your home, and made Radish Veggie Soup to eat as your dinner. You and Lisa were exhausted from your date. Even so, you wish that Lisa enjoyed the date as much as you did. While her wish was to spend more time with you like this, instead of being busy doing librarian things and helping the Acting Grand Master of the Knights of Favonius even if she is not part of the Knights.

8:13 pm... You both wash up, wore your pajamas and prepared yourselves to sleep. Hugging each other, and talking about your day as you and Lisa drift to sleep.

"Thank you for today, darling. I really appreciate it. If only we get to spend more times like this together... I hope we do so in the future before our time comes. I enjoy your company so much, dear. Thank you. Good night."

Diluc

7:30 am... You woke up before Diluc did, giving you a chance to admire his beautiful face. Him being at peace, not worrying about anything, made you happy. After all, you rarely get a chance to see him like this. You planned to cook him breakfast, and so tried to get out of bed to make your way to the kitchen...well, tried. Diluc is a light sleeper so no matter how careful you were, your lover woke up because of your motions. You apologized and told him to continue sleeping. You continued to get out of your bed but Diluc wrapped his arms tightly onto you, pulling you back to bed with him. "It's alright... but please stay on bed a bit longer with me."

8:30 am... You ended up sleeping with him for an hour longer. It was hard for you to resist his morning voice, and his peaceful look asking you to stay. After falling back to sleep, you then woke up just to see your boyfriend's loving eyes admiring you while his fingers stroking your hair. "Good morning, dear", he says. You can't help but gently smile, realizing how lucky you are today to be able to spend a morning with the love of your life.

8:40 am... After a few minutes of cuddling (just like the touch starved the both of you are), you then decide to start cooking as Diluc fixes your bed. You decided to cook a dish named "Pile 'em up". The maids in Dawn Winery told you that they could cook breakfast for you and Diluc instead. But you insisted that you can do the cooking for today. This dish you are cooking is a dish that Diluc recently taught you, and so apparently is Diluc's specialty. It was special for you. It had a very nice smell, therefore, your partner recognized the dish your cooking. He then went to the kitchen, and hugged you from behind. His eyes staring at the dish, satisfied at your work.

9:11 am... You and Diluc ate breakfast together while talking about work and basically asking each other's life so far. Diluc would tell you stories about his batman Darknight Hero duties while you compliment him about his determination and hard-work. Mornings like this are very appreciated by you and your lover. It's a shame that in most days, Diluc would be working while you are eating alone at this hour.

9:43 am... After eating, you both took a bath. Unlike Lisa, you and Diluc doesn't really take baths together. As we know, Diluc is quite a reserved person. Don't get him wrong, he would like to take a bath with you...but is afraid to ask you about it since he does not want you to be uncomfortable. Poor boy, taking a bath with him is also one of your desires.

10:22 am... You often finish taking a bath before Diluc does. What do you expect? A man like him won't allow himself to go out with a single slightest dirt in his being. While waiting for him to finish, you comb your hair and wear your clothes. And once Diluc finishes taking a bath, you make him sit on a chair in front of a mirror to comb his hair in which you can't help but think what shampoo and hair care does this man use.

10:53 am... It may be a weekend, but the world sadly does not stop time and duties for the both of you. Though Charles often handles Angel's Share, he was given a day-off by Diluc because of Charles' personal matters. Since it is quite rare to have a day where you and Diluc can be together, you decide to go help Diluc in his tavern. Diluc was opposed with this idea at first because drunkards can really be a hassle, but you pleaded way too much that your lover can't just refuse anymore... look at the power you hold. You and Diluc then walk to Angel's Share, people staring and some one (to be specific, Donna.) death glaring at you with tears. You didn't mind anyways. Having Diluc as your boyfriend is a huge flex after all.

11:20 am... The two of you arrive in the tavern, cleaning it before opening. You can't help but stare at Diluc as the both of you wipe the tables. Diluc notices, and exchanged glances with you. He slightly smiles and walk up to you, putting his arm on your back. Pulling you to a kiss on the forehead.

11:30 am... Angel's Share opens. Since it was still morning, only two people came. Whenever these two drunk people gets too close and touchy with you, Diluc would realize and see your face full of discomfort. Diluc would then glare at them, enough to scare them and stop.

12:40 pm... You and Diluc close the doors of Angel's Share for a lunch break. You go to Sara to order food, as Diluc stays in the tavern cleaning the mess the drunk people made. You come back to the tavern with food as you lock the door. The two of you, then, eat on the counter. Everything about Diluc is truly admirable, so you can't help stare at him as he eats. Lucky you, he thinks the same of you. He adores it so much when you eat, especially when you try to cut the meat and struggle.

1:21 pm... You unlock the doors in the tavern, and start to receive customers. It may be an afternoon, but it is a weekend and Diluc is planning to close the tavern earlier today. Diluc starts to mix up drinks, while you take customers' orders and clean tables. Customers that are rude won't be avoided, they are drunk after all. If they get too rude, especially to you, Diluc would make up an excuse to kick them out. While cleaning tables, you'd catch Diluc staring at you. Whenever Diluc realizes that you notice his stairs, he quickly looks down at the glass he is cleaning with a faint pink blush on his face. how cute. This is basically your date. It's not the often romantic dinner dates, but you still appreciate and have fun. Knowing more about Diluc's life is good after all. Besides, you get breaks from time to time so you still get to sit on one of the chairs near the counter and talk to Diluc, maybe even giving him a peck on the lips when you are being called by one of the customers.

6:31 pm... There was only one customer left. Before the night approaches and more people attempt to come in and drink, Diluc quickly kicks the customer out and lock the tavern doors. You help Diluc clean up the tavern. He is the type to give back hugs, so you often receive them as you wipe tables, him kissing the top of your head. After the whole clean-up, the both of you walk back to your lover's mansion.

7:13 pm... You and your boyfriend were greeted by the maids with a fancy dinner set on the dining table. You and Diluc freshen up first, and then together headed to the table. While eating, he'd ask about how was your day. He would also ask you if there were customers who were mean to you or attempted to flirt with you. He trusts you, but in the end, he doesn't want to see the love of his life in a not-so-good condition. He wants you to feel safe and secure around him, and he succeeds on doing so. He wants the best for you. He is always there for you. And he always makes you feel that.

7:49 pm... After eating, Diluc and you wash up before going to bed. You were glad because today, you are able to sleep early with Diluc. Not having to wait for him to come at 3am due to his darknight duties. After being washed up, the both of you lay in bed. It won't be considered as sleeping with Diluc if there are no cuddling sessions for lots of minutes. Asking about if you need or want anything, and if there is something you want to get rid off your chest...what a perfect man. Sometimes, he would be the big spoon. Sometimes, he would be the small spoon. The both of you take turns. After conversations and cuddles, you eventually fall asleep as Diluc watches you sleeping, kissing your forehead and saying...

"Good night darling. I promise to protect and cherish you all my life. Thank you for bringing light to my world. I love you."

[iamtheblondestblonde]

Temptation

AN: I... I don’t even know what to say except for I’m so sorry? We had some tech issues at work today and I had this idea while I waited and it didn’t fit with Slides so here’s some plot with porn at the end with Mat? I wrote this in first person narrative but there’s no name or description in it. Also this is my first time writing anything like this and I didn’t spend much time proof-reading so please don’t judge too harshly

AN 2: I wrote a sequel called No Control and you can find it here so please check it out!!

Word count: 7.4k (things escalated what can I say..)

Warnings: cursing and smut, like really explicit content

He was only wearing a towel. Again. Seeing him walking around in nothing but shorts was already bad enough but this was on a whole other level.

When Mat had first invited me to come with him to his lake house by Vancouver to wait this mess out I had been thrilled. Fancy lake house overlooking the water with my best friend definitely sounded better than stuffy Brooklyn apartment in a city crammed with thousands of people infected.

Thankfully my online classes made the journey across the country possible and I only had to fly back for a short while to take my final exams. This wasn’t really how I envisioned my summer after graduating college but it could be worse I guess.

As I took a look at him all glistening wet from his shower on his way over to me by the kitchen island, I felt like I was trapped in an episode of temptation island or something like that.

Neither of us had expected this lockdown to last this long and almost two months of being holed up together was starting to take its toll. I’d known for a fact that I’d go batshit crazy if I were to stay with my own family or my crazy roommate though so his offer had truly been godsend. With the fancy club I usually waitressed at closed there was no way I’d be able to pay for my rent either, so I’d given my landlord my notice, put everything that I wouldn’t take with me in storage and followed Mat across the country.

His family was supposed to be up here with us and that way I’d have his sister as a distraction, but they’d decided to stay in the city, meaning it was only Mat and I. And my sexual frustration.

It didn’t help that my quarantine buddy looked like a fucking Greek god either. Any nun would probably go for him as well, frustrated or not. And I was definitely not a nun.

“Do you want to go paddle boarding after breakfast? The water shouldn’t be too cold today with the sun out.”

I looked out through the large floor to ceiling windows at Mat’s question, I’d been so distracted by him running around practically naked that I hadn’t even noticed that for the first time in three days there were almost no clouds visible. With May well underway British Columbia was apparently finally getting ready for summer.

“Yeah let’s do it. I still have to respond to a couple of emails before we leave tho.”

He took a look over my shoulder at my laptop, water droplets from his hair falling down my neck making me squirm.

“You’re getting me all wet”, I huffed before giving him a shove. Not thinking about the way his muscular shoulders felt underneath my fingers at all. Definitely not thinking about that. Nope.

“You’re the first girl I’ve ever heard complain about that you know?” He winked at me before throwing his head back in laughter as I flipped him off. The flirty banter that had been going on between us ever since we met almost two years ago wasn’t really helping my case either.

I was convinced the only reason why we hadn’t hooked up yet was terrible timing. We’d met at a time when both of us were seeing others and by the time we both were single again the previous months of platonic friendship had set our relationship in stone, never allowing for anything more than playful flirting and teasing. I’d thought about it for a couple of times, because honestly who wouldn’t with the way he looked?

Mat filled a cup with coffee and grabbed some of the breakfast I’d prepared before pulling out the chair next to me, looking at me expectantly. I was still munching on the remainder of my overnight oats so it took me a couple of seconds to swallow before I could ask what the hell he was waiting for.

“For you to finish whatever it is that you need to do. I have nothing else to do”

“I can’t concentrate with you hovering over me like this. Go work out or something.”

Mat had a really nice gym set up in one of the rooms and let me tell you if I had to pick one place to plank for the rest of the life, it would definitely be in there so I could at least watch the calming water while I died such a slow painful death.

“I already worked out, that’s why I just got out of the shower.”

“Well then put some fucking clothes on, you’re not some cave man who can get away with only wearing a loincloth”, I exclaimed, slowly getting flustered with him in such close proximity while knowing that one tuck could expose him completely. He cackled but got up nevertheless, making his way back towards his bedroom.

“Me being naked is yet another thing no one has ever complained about either, you wound me.”

“I’m sure Tito would disagree!”, I yelled, desperate to have the last word so I could at least keep some semblance of control in this situation. I could hear him laugh all the way from the other end of the house and quickly shook my head so I could finally get some things sorted out before he got back.

With the way the sun was shining right now I could probably get away with wearing only a t shirt over my swimsuit, which was a lot better than the full-on wetsuit we’d donned whenever we’d spent our time doing any water activities over the past few weeks. Although Mat in a wetsuit was truly a sight to see, with the way the fabric clung to him so tight that you could see every ridge of his muscles underneath.

I hustled through my emails, ready to relax for the day. Perhaps I could even start on my summer tan already, being out on the water always sped things up. Thankfully I’d bothered to bring lots of clothes and a bit of online shopping had closed any gaps that I had in my wardrobe, this bikini being one of the new acquirements as well. It was super cute and my butt looked really good in it and it would look even better once I finally got my tan going.

Mat was already lounging on the couch in the living room, scrolling through his phone and looking annoyingly perfect as ever. I knew for a fact that he hadn’t done anything with his hair and it looked so soft that I just wanted to push my hands through it. And pull it until he groaned.

“That one’s new”, he immediately said once he lifted his gaze to look at me, pulling me out of my fantasies. I hadn’t put my shirt on yet so he was getting the full view of me in the bikini, which might have been on purpose. I knew that quarantine must be getting to him as well and he wasn’t the only one that could be a tease.

I nodded, biting my lip before twirling around so he could get all angles. “You like?”

This bikini was a little bit skimpier than the ones he’d seen me in before and I could tell by the look in his eyes that he wasn’t as relaxed at the sight as he pretended to be. Finally.

We grabbed our paddles and boards and slowly made our way out on the water. It still took me a couple of minutes to find my balance, no matter how many times I’d done this before but eventually I managed, Mat now slightly ahead of me. If I had my phone with me I would definitely take pictures of him right now, they’d be outdoor magazine worthy.

“Come on slow poke, what’s keeping you?”, he yelled over his shoulder and I was tempted to splash him but I already knew that that would end up in a fight I couldn’t possibly win so I only stuck my tongue out before working to catch up.

At first we kept close to the shore but eventually we slowly made our way out farther onto the lake, laying down on our boards to enjoy the gentle up and down of the water. The sun was hotter than anticipated so both Mat and I ended up taking off our shirts and using them as pillows instead. I closed my eyes to keep me from staring at him, instead relishing in the way the sun warmed my face.

“This is what life should always be like”, Mat sighed contently, breaking the comfortable silence.

“You’d miss hockey eventually. You belong on the ice.”

“Probably. But right now I’m not missing a thing ‘cause I got everything I need right here.”

I didn’t want to look at him out of fear of what I might see on his face, only giving him an affirmative hum instead.

-

“You’re seriously the best”, Mat sighed after emptying his drink yet again. I had decided that tonight would be taco night and made some margaritas to accompany them, both of us a couple of glasses in by now. It honestly could be a Tuesday but who even knows anymore. I was convinced that at least part of the reason why Mat had asked me to come with him was because he liked my food so much, especially when I cooked Mexican.

The sun was setting over the lake and we were sitting outside on the porch so we could watch the sun set above the water, music playing quietly in the background. He reached for the pitcher and I grabbed the golf club leaning against the sofa we were currently sharing, even though there was lots of space to lounge elsewhere.

Now I didn’t really like golfing, in fact I thought it was among the most boring sports to watch and not much better to play, but I did like to swing at the ball as hard as I could. I’d found some golf balls that would dissolve into food for the fish so for the last couple of hours Mat and I had taken turns in trying to get the ball as far as possible, both of us with a subpar form that only got worse after every margarita.

“No you need to rotate your hips along with the swing”, Mat commented and I threw him a look over my shoulder.

“You’re not much better you know.”

“Yeah but I’m also stronger than you so I can hit harder.”

“I’m not sure if that’s how it works Matty.”

For my next swing I made sure to exaggeratedly turn my hips with the movement, causing me to lose balance of course. In a split second Mat was there, his big hands resting on either side of my hips so I wouldn’t fall.

“Good reflexes”, I giggled, letting my head drop back onto his shoulder so I could look up at him, our eyes locking in an intense stare. He was standing so close to me that I could feel his breath fan across my neck it was very tempting to take the little step that was needed for me to be pressed against him completely. I knew I shouldn’t be thinking about him like this, but the alcohol wasn’t exactly helping.

I could see him swallow hard, closing his eyes for a second before reluctantly letting go of me. “It’s what they pay me millions for you know.”

“Cocky little shit.” And just like that we fell back into our old rhythm again. I pushed any and all dirty thoughts out of my mind and instead focused back on my golf swing.

With every sip I felt myself relax more, the amount of alcohol in the second pitcher definitely stronger than in the first. I knew that Mat felt the effect of the alcohol as well by now, the way his gaze would turn unfocused from time to time giving him away.

I gave him a curious glance when he got up, knowing for a fact that him with a golf club would be a dangerous combination if he tried anything right now. To my surprise he walked over to the box where all the blankets were stashed, pulling out the fluffy grey one that I liked most before spreading it across both of our legs. He surprised me even further when he wrapped his arm around me, pulling me close to his side so I could rest my head on his chest. While behavior like this wasn’t completely unusual for the two of us, it had been a while since we last cuddled. It was as if Mat had been careful to not get too close up until this point, his resolve now gone.

“You know, I really like knowing things and learning how stuff works, but sometimes I just wanna be a kid again who doesn’t have a clue. I remember how I used to think that every star was a little fairy like the ones in Tinkerbell or something, I don’t know. The world used to be so full of wonders and now it’s all science this psychology that, you get me?” I listened to him ramble, the alcohol making him stumble on his words a couple of times as he tried to figure out how to properly articulate himself. I’d listened to his drunk thoughts for years now, still amazed at his ability to get all philosophical out of apparently nowhere.

“Kinda yea, but I also think there’s still lots of wonders left, some of them having to do with science. Why do comatose patients wake up? What must it feel like as a surgeon to be able to give someone a new heart, a new life? How can we know so much and yet still be wrong so many times? So the way I see it there’s still wonders, you just got to know where to look”, I finished my rant, looking up only to see Mat intently staring down at me. This wasn’t our first drunk real talk, but the way I was wrapped in his arms somehow made it feel more personal.

“By the way, I think I got lucky because I wasn’t even looking and yet I still somehow ran into you”, I continued, needing him to understand his importance to me all of the sudden. He’d truly been my rock over the past few months, keeping me from going insane as I approached the final stretch of my senior year. He’d reminded me to take care of myself and practically forced me to whenever I didn’t.

I couldn’t even count the amount of times I’d crashed at his place because my roommate was having some kind of crazy rager in our apartment, effectively making it impossible to study. He’d even offered up his spare bedroom once he moved into his new apartment but I declined because I wouldn’t be able to afford the rent at this place and I wasn’t about to leech off of him when I had other options.

“You are my wonder too, you know. I couldn’t have wished for a more supportive friend.” I smiled up at him, drunk happiness mixed with genuine love for the guy that had slowly turned into the most important person in my life. We’d come quite far.

It didn’t take long until the both of us were yawning so frequently that it was impossible to keep up a conversation, quickly gathering everything so we could go back inside. I hadn’t even realized how cold it had gotten until Mat’s arm dropped from my shoulder and my legs were exposed again from underneath the blanket.

“You wanna have a sleepover?”, Mat asked grinning at me cheekily while walking across the living room. Never one to say no to cuddling with Mat, even before all this quarantine horniness, I nodded before dashing off to my room to get ready.

Mat was already snuggled under the covers and he lifted up one side as soon as he saw me getting closer. He liked to be the big spoon and because that was one of the best feelings in the world I basically let him do whatever until he deemed our sleeping position comfortable. He’d definitely pulled me a little tighter than he usually did, our bodies now practically touching from head to toe.

He’d tangled up one of his legs with mine and my back was flush to his chest, his face nuzzled into the back of my neck. He had wrapped one arm around my waist so even if I wanted to leave or move, I wouldn’t be able to. It was like a big perfect Mat cocoon.

As I laid there listening to his breathing slowing down I thought back to what Mat had said on the paddle board a couple of days ago, about how he had everything he needed right here with him. I knew that that wasn’t exactly true because he missed his family and even if he denied it I knew he missed hockey as well, but he’d also admitted to needing me with him and I would be lying if I said that I didn’t feel the same.

-

A few rays of sunshine had lit up Mat’s bedroom the next morning, but that wasn’t what had woken me up. Mat was calling for me from the ensuite bathroom and I could faintly make out the sound of water running.

“I need you to bring me your shampoo, I’m all out”, he yelled and I groaned before slowly rolling out of bed. In daylight I could make out the mess his room had become, clothes littering the floor and every other surface and I almost stumbled over a set of weights on my way out of the door.

I grabbed my shampoo out of my shower and even reached for the conditioner for good measure. His hair had gotten so long by now that it would surely appreciate the extra attention.

Making my way into the bathroom I was faced with a problem that I hadn’t thought of up until this point. The lake house was pretty new, meaning the interior design was cozy yet still modern. Meaning all bathrooms were equipped with big glass showers. Meaning that there was currently no shower curtain preventing me from seeing Mat fully naked in the shower.

I could close my eyes but I would 100% trip over his clothes that he’d strewn all across the bathroom floor so my only option was to try and keep my eyes up high. Keyword being ‘try’. At least he had his back turned to me but I was still mesmerized by the water running down his body and the way his back muscles rippled as he reached up to push his hair out of his face. And that ass..

I slowly approached the shower, praying that he wouldn’t turn around to face me but also kind of hoping he would. I opened the door a little bit so I could set the bottles down inside and thankfully he stayed put.

“Don’t put the conditioner on your roots or your hair will look greasy”, I said on my way out and even I could hear how breathless I sounded, the view having my thoughts run a mile a second.

As soon as I had the bathroom door closed I squeezed my eyes shut to try and regain my composure. The image of him in that shower was one I wouldn’t be able to get rid of for a long time. I couldn’t even take a cold shower to cool down because Mat had my stuff and he’d know something was up if I were to simply rinse myself off and I couldn’t exactly tell him that the sight of him naked had gotten me all hot and bothered.

So instead I decided to use all of my pent up energy to go on a run, hoping for the runner’s high to clear my thoughts. By the time I got back Mat was laying in the corner of the couch, an episode of The Office on the big flatscreen.

“We need to go to the store later”, I reminded him, knowing that I couldn’t walk in on him naked again without losing the little control I had left in my body. He nodded and then looked me up and down and for a second I was embarrassed. Even with only wearing running shorts and a sports bra I was still drenched in sweat, probably looking disgusting.

At least he’d put my stuff back so I could finally shower in peace, my thoughts still wandering back to earlier this morning. I wouldn’t have turned him down before all of this shit started but now that I only had my own hands and trusted toy to take care of myself, I was borderline desperate. Two months without sex was the longest dry spell I’d had in years and I couldn’t imagine Mat feeling any different. I knew from firsthand experience that he brought lots of girls home as well. Perhaps he needed something to happen as much as I did.

It was hard to believe that his shampoo had just been empty all of a sudden without him noticing first and then there was the fact that for the past few days he’d been parading around the house in only his boxers or towels.

Two can play this game, I thought to myself, pulling on a comfy shirt and some tight booty shorts, foregoing a bra which he was bound to notice because of how it stretched over my chest.

I pretended not to notice how Mat almost choked on the sip of water he’d just taken as I made my way into the living room, walking over to the kitchen to grab my own bottle. Even if I couldn’t see it to confirm, I was pretty sure that he was staring at my ass as soon as I turned away from him. For good measure I even made sure to lie down with my head in his lap, murmuring something about how he’d taken up the best spot so he really left me no other choice.

The first few minutes he didn’t move an inch, resembling a statue. I knew that he could feel my boobs pressed against his thigh and I made sure to shift a couple of times to make sure before placing one of my hands on his thigh. Eventually he relaxed and even went as far as to rest one of his hands on top of my hand, slowly moving his fingers through the tangles in my still wet hair. When he accidently pulled at a few strands I let out a content sigh while simultaneously digging my nails into his thigh out of habit. I pretended to not hear him groan lightly and instead gave him the most insincere apology of my life, thoughts now definitely elsewhere.

I was royally screwed. Or actually I wasn’t, and that was becoming a big problem.

-

I’d made it my personal mission to get a reaction out of him as much as I could. Mat was the same, I hadn’t seen him wearing a shirt in days. It was like this competition to see who could make the other one snap first. Currently I was making breakfast in nothing but a shirt and my panties. Granted, the shirt went to my mid-thighs because I’d stolen it from Mat a couple of months ago but still.

One of my upbeat playlists was playing over the speaker system and I was dancing around in front of the stove, careful to not let the our breakfast burn.

“What a sight to wake up to”, I heard Mat’s voice behind me and his hoarse morning voice did things to me I would never admit out loud. I gave him a cheeky grin over my shoulder and wiggled my butt for good measure as my favorite part of the song came on.

“Can you set the table? Breakfast is almost ready”, I asked and he nodded before moving to grab everything. We’d gotten our morning routine down to a t by now and I couldn’t help the warmth that spread in my chest at seeing him do something so domestic. Our friendship had certainly evolved since practically moving in here together. It would actually be weird to not have him around constantly once all of this was over.

The day continued like most of the days before, us lounging on the couch after working out together for a while. It was something we’d made a habit a while ago. His trainer knew that I was with him so he’d give Mat tandem exercises from time to time or he’d ask me to take videos so he could make sure that Mat’s form was okay. I certainly didn’t mind the view.

Mat was always hot of course but there was something to be said about the way he looked after a workout, all flushed and just downright delicious. It was definitely a great motivation to join him in the gym.

This time I had managed to snatch the corner seat and I was sprawled out on the couch, Mat’s head resting on my stomach. While I’d managed to put on some shorts he was of course still shirtless and I’d given in to temptation long ago, my fingers now slowly running across his back. He had one of his arms thrown across my stomach, hand resting on my hip and drawing slow circles on the little patch of skin that had been exposed when my shirt had ridden up. While cuddling wasn’t unusual between the two of us, this was certainly new territory, the show we’d been watching kind of forgotten by now.

“Use your nails”, Mat pleaded and his voice was so raw that I would’ve done anything he asked of me at this point. He let out a groan when I softly raked my nails across his back and I was glad that he couldn’t see my face right now. There was a spot on the left side of his back that would cause him to shudder slightly, goosebumps spreading quickly. I found myself watching him in awe, fascinated by the reaction I could get out of him by such a simple act.

I couldn’t stop myself from wondering what kind of damage I could do if I really worked for it.

-

It finally happened a couple of nights later after yet another day filled with sexual tension so thick that you could probably cut it with a knife.

Mat helped me clean up after dinner, music playing to help speed things up. I was in charge of taking care of the leftovers while he cleaned up everything else. Obviously I was done before him and since he refused to let me help him I hopped on top of the kitchen counter, making casual conversation while watching him put stuff in the dishwasher.

“This is my jam!”, he exclaimed, quickly wiping his hands clean before motioning for me to come dance with him. I shook my head while laughing, which only led to him grabbing me and lifting me off the counter so I would join him.

His moves were ridiculous, arms kind of just flapping around. I knew that he could dance if he wanted to, we’d been to our fair share of clubs together but right now he definitely wasn’t trying. He held his hand out for me and with a laugh I accepted, letting him spin me around as he wished. The third time while he was spinning me back towards him he pulled a little to hard though and whether it was on accident or not I ended up almost smacking into him, only stopping myself by placing my other hand on his chest.

Both of us were a little out of breath by now and any laughter died down as he wrapped both of his arms around me, pulling me even closer. I looked up at him, gripping onto his shoulder with the other hand. Mat looked down at me with an unreadable expression. We both stared at each other for a couple of seconds, trying to figure out what the other one was thinking at the moment. How had things gone from him twerking to Lizzo to this?

He gulped heavily before bringing one of his hands up to cup my face, ripping me out of my trance. His gaze was flickering between my lips and my eyes and he leaned in a little closer, yet still waiting for me to take the final step. Deciding to throw all caution to the wind I moved my hand to his neck, finally pulling him down to where I wanted him.

When our lips met it was as if everything was falling into place. The kiss started out slow, both of us still kind of figuring out what the hell was going on without scaring the other off. As soon as he realized that I wasn’t going to push him off of me he kissed me back with the determination that he showed in every other aspect of his life. His hands started wandering, first sliding down lower on my back before he moved them to my side, tightly gipping my hips.

I let out a light moan and he used the chance to deepen the kiss, slipping his tongue inside my mouth. He tasted like home and I willingly let him walk me backwards until I could feel the kitchen counter behind me, grateful for the leverage it would give me. He surprised me by lifting me back up on it and then pushing himself between my legs, gripping my thighs.

Eventually I did have to come up for air but Mat apparently didn’t concur to the basic laws of biology because he moved straight to my neck, sucking and biting gently until I was sure that goosebumps covered every square inch of my body. I knew I should stop and think about what was going on right now but I really didn’t want to, so instead I just dove right back into another toe curling kiss. Kissing him had quickly become one of my favorite things and I wanted, no I needed more.

“Mat, wait…”, I murmured against his mouth and he immediately took a step back, looking up at me with an expectant look. I could tell that he thought he’d done something wrong, when in reality it was the exact opposite.

“I want you but I don’t know if the kitchen counter is the right place for that.”

As soon as my words registered with him he groaned, burying his face in my neck.

“Then let’s get you somewhere comfortable… for now”, he teased and the wink he gave me told me that we’d definitely continue this in here another time. I let him lift me down, following behind him as he pulled me towards his bedroom with an urgency that I had only seen in games so far. He was pretty laid-back usually but I could tell that I’d riled him up over the past few days or weeks really.

It seemed like Mat couldn’t hold out until he got me onto his bed though, instead pushing me against the door and leaning down to kiss me again, pushing one of his thighs in between my legs. He fumbled around for a while before finally hitting the right light switch, making the room glow in soft yellow lighting.

His lips were addicting and even when he moved back I didn’t let him, chasing after him for another kiss. Using one of his hands to brace himself the other was slowly pushing up the fabric of my shirt. That wasn’t enough for me so I quickly moved to pull it off. I wasn’t wearing a bra and he cursed as soon as he saw my exposed chest, taking his time to look me up and down.

“So beautiful”, he murmured in awe before moving in again, one of his hands cupping my breast. I let out a moan when he started playing with my nipple which only seemed to spur him on further. I was so turned on already and he hadn’t even done much yet.

Determined to change up the power dynamics I pushed at his chest and he took a step back with a confused look, probably wondering if he’d done something wrong. Confusion turned into amazement as he watched me kiss down his chest before finally sinking down to my knees in front of him.

I took my time kissing his abs and mouthing along the ‘V’ that disappeared into his pants. I could see him straining against his shorts, impressed by what I could make out through the fabric. When I licked along his waistline he let out a beautiful groan and I decided I’d had teased him enough, finally hooking my fingers into his shorts and pulling them down along with his boxers. Him being shirtless already certainly made it easier to get him naked.

I watched his dick spring free, bouncing against his abs and looking absolutely delicious. He was impressively long but it was the girth that truly wowed me, finally making me understand all of the girls that came back time after time.

I gripped his thigh with one hand and reached for his dick with the other, making him curse. When I gave the head a little kitten lick he threaded his hands into my hair, practically pushing me down on him so I’d give him more. I didn’t object, wrapping my mouth around him and taking as much of him as I could, my hand taking care of the rest. The filthy sounds he was letting out above me only making me more enthusiastic and I was pretty sure that he’d have little crescent marks on his thighs for the next few days from how I was digging my nails into his thigh. He didn’t seem to mind though, only moaning my name.

“Fuck, you look so good like that”, Mat murmured and I looked up to him watching me intently. I kept my gaze locked on his as I moved back to let him go, my hand continuing to stroke him but my mouth dropping down to suck at his balls. The moan he let out would have made any porn star jealous.

It didn’t take long for him to pull me off of him in a way that told me that he didn’t actually want to, both of us panting as if we’d just ran a marathon.

“You need to stop or I’m going to cum”, he let out, his hoarse voice turning me on so much that I was pretty sure I’d be dripping down my legs if it weren’t for the fact that I was still wearing some clothes.

“Would that be such a bad thing?”, I teased, grinning up at him, not being able to resist licking up the entire length of his shaft once more. He practically pulled me up to my feet after that, moving in for another searing kiss.

“I’ve wanted you for so long and there’s no way I’m gonna finish before we even started.” He started to push me back towards his bed, changing his mind halfway there as he bent down to pick me up, wrapping my legs around his waist. For the first time I was able to feel him press against me, the thin fabric of my shorts not really doing much and holy shit did he feel good. He sat down on the edge of his bed, me now straddling his lap and I couldn’t help but roll my hips against him, desperate for any friction at this point.

The both of us let out a simultaneous moan at that and Mat buried his face in my neck, slowly sucking along my collarbone. He gripped my waist, his big hands nearly encircling it entirely.

“You’re wearing too many clothes still”, he said with his lips moving against my skin, making me shudder yet again. I’d long lost count a long time ago.

“Then do something about it”, I responded, not really willing to move at this point. He quickly stood up with me still perched on top of him before turning the both of us around, dropping me down onto the middle of the mattress. Him throwing me around like I weighed nothing really did something to me and I looked up at him through hooded eyes, waiting for him to make the next move.

He didn’t disappoint, leaning down to trail kisses from my neck, mouthing along my boobs before finally moving to pull my shorts and panties off. He took his time, making sure to appreciate every new inch of skin that he’d just exposed on the way back up and the closer he got to my core the more I was squirming underneath him. I had been waiting for this for so long that I wasn’t sure if I could make it through another minute without him inside me.

“Mat please, I really need you”, I whined and I could see him smirk up at me from where he’d situated himself between my legs.

“Don’t worry I’ll make you feel so good baby.” Hearing him call me ‘baby’ only made things worse but he finally put me out of my misery when he ran one of his large beautiful fingers through my folds.

“Holy shit you’re so wet for me already”, he cursed and I was about to respond when he literally took my breath away by licking up my slit. I couldn’t help but arch off the bed, already so keyed up and he quickly threw one arm across me stomach, forcing me to stay still. He started out slow and I knew that he was only trying to egg me on further but his resolve didn’t last long and he soon dove in with a determination that had sounds coming out of my mouth that I’d never made before in my entire life.

He moved my legs to rest on his shoulders so he could have better access and because I really needed something to hold on to for dear life, I gripped his hair. He’d said a couple of times that it had gotten too long during this quarantine but I certainly wasn’t complaining now, using it as leverage. I could see him grind against the comforter, desperate for any kind of friction himself and it was the hottest thing I’d ever seen in my life.

He moved back a little and I was about to complain when he slowly pushed a finger inside of me, any words dying in my throat at the feeling. He lowered his mouth again, sucking hard on my clit and I moaned so loud that I was glad that we were alone in the house.

“More, Mat please”, I whispered and I almost couldn’t believe that he already had me begging. He groaned and the vibrations in combination of him pushing a second finger inside of me were almost too much. I was close and I knew that he could tell from the way my thighs were starting to shake, curling his fingers inside me until he finally found the spot that made me cum so hard with a scream that I could see stars. He brought me through it, still pushing in and out slowly when I finally returned back to earth, grinning up at me proudly after wiping his mouth on the inside of my thigh.

“That was so fucking hot”, he said and I laughed, throwing my arm over my eyes in embarrassment. I’d had my fair share of hookups as well but nobody had managed to make me feel this good. I could feel him move up my body, reaching for my arm so he could look me in the eyes again before leaning down for a kiss. I could taste myself on his lips and while kissing him was still amazing, it wasn’t enough anymore. Mat seemed to catch my drift because he rolled off of me, only to reach for his nightstand, feeling around for a bit before triumphantly holding up a foil packet.

Taking advantage of him on his back I moved to straddle his thighs, taking his cock in my hands once again. He bucked his hips involuntarily and I could tell that he needed this as much as I did at this point. I took the foil package from him, ripping it open with my teeth before rolling the condom down his shaft. He gripped my hips, helping me scoot up until I was positioned above him, holding him so I could slip the tip inside.

Both of us let out simultaneous groans when I finally sunk down on him, the stretch painful in the most delicious way. He gave me a couple of seconds to adjust but I wasn’t really willing to wait any longer, rolling my hips against him.

“Your pussy feels so good around me”, he panted as he helped guide me along with his hands while looking me deep in the eyes. His pupils were so blown at this point, his cheeks were flushed and he’d never looked better. I was a moaning mess above him and I wanted to remember the way his cock was dragging against my walls for the rest of my life. One of his hands still rested on my hip while his other grabbed my boob, twisting the nipple and making me moan even louder.

At one point he moved to sit up, our chests now pressed together. The new angle had my clit rub against his pelvic bone and I knew that I’d come again like this with no extra help needed. Mat moved to kiss my neck, sucking and biting so harshly that I was sure that there’d be marks there the next day, not that anybody besides us would be able to see them.

His groans had become more erratic as well and I knew that he probably wasn’t far behind me, my name constantly on his lips. One last drag against him had me arch into him with yet another earth-shattering orgasm, Mat doing his best to fuck me through it before turning us around so he was on top of me, using his hands to hold himself above me so he wouldn’t crush me.

He grabbed one of my legs and pushed it up to rest on his hip, thrusting into me with a force that had the headboard slam into the wall repeatedly. He felt so good that with every thrust I let out a little moan, still sensitive from my orgasm, which only seemed to spur Mat on even more. I was digging my nails into his back to the point where I was sure that there would be red streaks after but he didn’t seem to care at all, too lost in the moment. It didn’t take long before he threw his head back and I could feel him pulse inside me as he came, the most beautiful groan coming from his lips as he finally stilled inside me.

He crashed down on top of me, burying his face in my neck, both of us out of breath by now and covered in sweat. He was silent for a while until he caught me off guard when he started laughing.

“What’s wrong?”

“I’m just thinking.. we could’ve been doing that for weeks, I certainly wanted to.”

“I did too but I guess we’re both stupid.”

Now we were both laughing and Mat moved off of me so he could pull out, gripping the condom so it wouldn’t slip off. He threw it in the trash can in the corner before coming back, his hand outstretched for me to take.

“I guess we have some catching up to do then, starting right now with me and you in the shower”, he said with a wink and I couldn’t think of a time where I’d gotten out of bed faster. 

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Things You Do Together

My dad is currently making me sit through the Jefferey Epstein documentary so I’m struggling a bit but I FINALLY got this out ;-;

Naruto~

You had always adored taking nighttime strolls through the city, but you’d always gone alone. Now that you had Naruto you were hoping that could change. You were a bit nervous at first, your boyfriend always seemed exhausted when he got home and you didn’t want him to lose sleep he so desperately needed.

When you did eventually ask, he thought the idea was great, in fact, he wanted to go out that very night. You were thrilled, to say the least. The one you loved was walking with you under the stars. Plus, there was something about the way he was softer and quieter on these nights, letting you see a new part of him.

He really did love their midnight walks, every time he saw your happiness, your wide smiles under the gleam of the moon… he couldn’t help but fall more in love with you each time. These were both of your favorite times, you guys got to see each other, and the city, in a different light, figuratively and literally.

Sasuke~

Everyone who knew about you and Sasuke’s relationship assumed you guys bonded over training exercises and had sparring dates. That much was true when you first met and when your relationship was new, but now you guys had a completely different activity that brought you closer.

You thought your habit was kind of geeky at first; sometimes you’d tap out your thoughts in morse code on whatever surface was closest. It hadn’t taken long for Sasuke to realize that the tapping wasn’t just a random pattern, and he needed to know.

Needless to say, you guys had a lot of fun tapping out conversations and then gasping like “WHAT?!” while your friends assumed you two had finally lost it. Eventually, morse code didn’t challenge either you enough (not that your unique habit stopped) and you guys began to study and learn codes together. Not only was it fun, but it was helpful for missions.

You guys even managed to get the basics for sign language and often used that as well. You both were competitive and eager learners, so it really suited you both.

Neji~

The stoic mask that Neji wore in public, was non-existent when he was with you. Things that no one imagined him doing had actually become his hobby, thanks to you.

No one really questioned how Neji’s skin stayed flawless. Not a single pimple, zit, or blemish of any kind. You’d been begging him to tell you his skincare routine because there was no way that was natural.

But as you spent more time with him, you’d realized his skin wasn’t as perfect as you thought; he was prone to dry skin. Oh, you had a field day when he walked into your home, horrified at the sheer amount of face masks you had in your living room.

After a few times, Neji started to see the results of the masks and other treatments. His skin was the healthiest it’d ever been. The two of you did a lot of research on skincare, and it became an official thing for your guys. At least two days a week you’d get together and have your ‘self-care day’.

Because seriously? There’s nothing cuter than Neji with his hair in a messy bun and a green mask on his face.

Shikamaru~

As lazy as Shika was, he tried his best to put effort into spending time with you. Even though the two of you had initially connected over being lazy, you guys had come a long way and had found other ways to entertain yourself.

It was his idea really, he had always had a fascination with baking but had never taken it up because all the work was a drag. You were thrilled when he asked you about it, though. Cooking was one of your strong suits and you two spent the whole day in the kitchen. He didn’t mind in the slightest, however, you were so excited to be spending time with him, plus you were a great cook.

His favorite part was definitely eating the treats with you, you both felt so accomplished after a good day and you had taken to donating fresh goods to those in need. His friends were surprised, to be honest, they’d never expect him to go out of his way to work out and do such things.

What could he say? You were changing him slowly for the better.

Kiba~

Contrary to popular knowledge, Kiba didn’t take Akamaru everywhere. The two of you had made it a regular thing to go swimming, just you and Kiba, lazing around in the water under the bright sun.

Just like a dog, if it involved water, Kiba was down. The two of you would spend hours swimming and playing around in the water together. At first, it was spontaneous and neither of you did much preparation, but it quickly became a Thing™. You packed snacks, water guns, toys, you name it, you had it.

You knew the best fishing spots, the times that the lake/beach/river would be empty or packed… the two of you went all out for this hobby. It was a workout, but it was also fun and playful, as well as romantic, in its own way. (Akamaru tries not to be jealous)

Gaara~

Before you say gardening- (WRONG) Gaara loves stargazing. When he was a child, he was always alone and he would watch the stars and constellations because they were the only things that stayed with him. *sob* However, when he watches them with you, it’s different. He used to wish on the stars, wish that he’d have his own personal star in his life.

In short, stargazing with you means a lot because he wished on those stars for you. You’re his star, his sun, his life, and he wants you to know it. The two of you will usually lay on the roof of your home or the Kazekage building, whichever is more convenient.

Gaara has the habit of talking to the stars the way some people do to people’s gravestones, but only after you fall asleep. Due to his insomnia, he might not sleep until a while after you, if at all so he contents himself with holding you and keeping you safe.

Kakashi~

Okay if you’ve seen Kakashi’s Tragic Back Story™ you know he was cooking himself gourmet meals before we were out of our chicken nugget and fries for every meal stage. So he’s definitely the Bobby Flay of Konoha and he still loves to cook.

It’s become a thing for you two to hold regular cooking competitions. (Pakkun judges) Although it’s a lot of fun, you two take it seriously. A three-course meal, you have to have all your supplies prepared before the competition and no outside help.

It’s a great way to keep a playful element in your relationship and also to be sure you always have food (cause Kakashi can’t take care of himself). Sometimes, on your more competitive nights, the competition ends up being a food fight that he always seems to win.

~Akatuski~

Pein~

Nagato, when he was younger and was first was on his own, met a dog he named Chibi and was very fond of him. The dog ended up killed not long after and that was another tragedy that pushed him to closer to the edge.

However, animals, dogs especially, remind him of happier times. So, whenever he wasn’t too busy, he would take you to Amegakure and go to various animal shelters to visit the pets.

Both of you knew the animals would never go back with you (Hidan liked to sacrifice animals, Kakuzu would throw a fit, and Sasori would fight the decision) but it was nice and calming to be around the cute pets. Pein was oftentimes softer and more open during these visits and he was looser with his speech and mannerisms.

By the time you left, you always felt more connected to him. It was always a great day when the two of you went.

Deidara~

It’s easy to forget since he was forced to grow up so fast as he was recruited to the Akatsuki from anywhere to 11-15. Something I believe he would enjoy due to his childish personality is building forts.

He has a creative streak a mile wide and he would pull all the stops to make a fort palace. Kakzuzu nearly has a heart attack when he sees how much was spent on blankets and pillows.

The two of you spend hours changing the living room into a massive fort with a minibar, an art nook, and many other mini rooms. You and Deidara will spend the night in there just doing teen things, all the things you were missing out on.

At first, Hidan and Kisame had no qualms about messing up your creation but they quickly learned to hold your hobby as sacred as you did when their room was destroyed.

In short, the two of you are able to be kids together and bring the inner child out of you to two.

Masterlist

[bedbellyandbeyond]

Shed Your Tears

(Story Post)

As expected, Akiaziri wasn’t too far along. Sydryn prescribed the medication and then allowed Kardynkyr to take their car home for the day while the doctor continued their work. Any other day, Kardynkyr wouldn't be caught dead driving a powder pink Audi, but the occasion allowed for exceptions. The first pill Aki had taken at the doctor’s office. This one would stop the progress of the pregnancy. They took the second pill half an hour after taking some ibuprofen, only once they were comfortably set up in the guest bathroom at Syd’s. Kardynkyr stayed with them through it. It took hours so they watched K-dramas on a laptop set up on the sink. The other dragons didn’t see them for the rest of the night.

The next morning, Saturday, Kardynkyr came down to get the breakfast Köbi had prepared and brought it up to Akiaziri’s room. Kard was the only one anyone saw that day, just retrieving food and drink. Sunday was the same. On Monday, Akiaziri went back to the doctor’s office with Syd for an ultrasound, and the abortion was confirmed a success. They would still need to rest up and manage any residual bleeding, but they could rest easy knowing the deed was done. Once again, Sydryn and Köbi stayed to work, but they let Kardynkyr take the car again to get the young dragons back home. With Seranan refusing to be involved in Akiaziri's medical business, they practically had the whole house to themselves until Syd and Köbi were home. Aki was still suffering the occasional cramp, so the pair curled up in the bedroom to watch more shows and rest. Kardynkyr already noticed a change in Akiaziri’s disposition since the appointment. Before, they were more reluctant to get close to Kard, although handholding was fine. Now, they were almost constantly clinging to them, their affectionate side returning. As soon as their show was on, Aki lay their head against Kardynkyr’s chest and snuggled close. After one episode of their show, Kardynkyr heard a sniffle and looked down to see that Akiaziri had tears streaming down their cheeks. They hadn't watched a particularly sad episode or anything so the obsidian dragon was quite alarmed. “Aki...” They pet their head. “Are you okay? Is something wrong?” Akiaziri wiped their eyes with the back of their hand. “No, I... I didn't realise I was crying...” Kardynkyr paused the show, sat them both up, and took Aki's cheek in their palm. “Should I call Syd?” “No, it’s really okay.” Akiaziri smiled. “These are happy tears. I'm very glad that it's over.” Kardynkyr sighed in relief. “Ah, you had me worried...” Akiaziri wrapped their arms around Kard’s torso. “I was worried we wouldn't be able to do this, or it wouldn't work... I'm just very relieved... I feel like I can start being me again without the fear I had before.” They gave Kardynkyr a quick peck on the lips. “I can be happy that you're here with me.” Kardynkyr nodded, and blushed. “I... I'm in love with you. I love you, Aki. I love to see you happy.” It was Akiaziri’s turn to blush. “I love you too.” Kardynkyr couldn't help but sniffle a little bit and covered their eyes. “Oh, lord... Shit...” “What's wrong?” It was Aki's turn to get worried. “Are you alright?” “No, I... I'm really happy too right now...” Kardynkyr blubbered. “I was so scared I'd never see you happy again... I only got to see it a tiny bit before all this...mating shit happened...” Akiaziri smiled. “It's okay... It's over. Because of you, I'm so happy.” Kardynkyr shook their head. “Because of Syd, you mean...” “No, because of you,” Aki insisted. “Sydryn helped us, but you reached out. You made sure to find me the help I needed. I wouldn't have even thought it possible.” Kardynkyr sniffled and wiped at their tears, waving their hand to try to dry their cheeks. “I don't cry on Mondays... This is not my crying day...” “Silly...” Akiaziri chuckled and hugged them again. “How can you control what day you cry on?” “Fridays are Cry Days...” Kardynkyr said. “The demons and I sit in a sauna and just wail about everything bad in the world for a few hours... It's really refreshing.” Akiaziri couldn't help laughing for real this time. “Oh my god... You're something else!” Kardynkyr looked at Aki and started tearing up again. “What?” Aki asked in surprise. “You're laughing! I haven't seen you laugh in months!” Kardynkyr sobbed. “Oh, save it for Friday” Akiaziri joked, giving Kardynkyr a squeeze. Kardynkyr took a deep breath in, held it, and then exhaled. They waited a moment then nodded. “Okay, there. I saved it.” “Wow, it works like that, huh?” Aki asked. “Sure... You should join us Fridays. After the sauna, we run out into the cold lake and run back.” “Aren't you supposed to run into snow?” “It's June, Aki. Even Finland has summers.” “Ah, sorry...” Akiaziri snuggled up again and placed a hand over Kardynkyr’s stomach. Their belly was still rather flat, but tightness gave hint to the only eggs remaining between them. “Kard…” “Hm?” “I’m sorry I’m not…in this with you anymore,” Akiaziri apologised. “You have nothing to apologise for,” Kardynkyr dismissed. “I don’t mind doing this egg thing for both of us. And you’re not off the hook yet. You get to take care of my fat ass when I start getting big.” Aki chuckled. “Is that right?” “Oh yeah. I hope you’re good at belly and foot rubs, because I plan on being the most obnoxious preggo,” Kardynkyr decided. Aki smiled. “Alright… I’ll take care of you, my love.” Kardynkyr scratched the top of Aki’s head. “You’ll provide for us, hm? You’ll cook my dinners and tuck me in bed?” “Don’t you have demons for that?” “I have demons, but I want you.” “You’re greedy, Kard.” “Bet. I’m a dragon.” “Well, I’m a little greedy too. I’ll need cuddles in exchange.” “All the cuddles for you.”

[amintyworld]

Waterfall - Dream SMP Drabble

SUNSET (Part Two), SECRETS (Part Three), DOUBTS (Part Four)

Wilbur enjoyed campfires - specifically, the calming sensation of the world around him as everything began to sleep for the night. He sat on the round with a sigh as he heard the wind whistle through the trees above and he leaned his back against the tree trunk. Things were peaceful - Techno sat near the fire’s glow, sharpening his sword as Philza cooked their latest kill over the fire. Tommy ran through the field, catching fireflies in a jar, tripping and falling on rocks and roots every now and then, making sounds of triumphant glee when he managed to catch a few safely in the jar. 

Wilbur felt the wind blow through his hair again, and he took off his beanie and let it tangle his brown curls. It was a tiring day, to say the least - they were trying to find some wild pigs and cows to bring home and had gotten lost, hiking for hours on end until they called it quits and made up camp. Wilbur wasn’t worried, though - Philza and Techno both had a good sense of direction.

“Dinner.” Philza called as Wilbur and Tommy both began to walk over and sit closer to the fire as Philza handed them a few bits of meat - warm, but never burning hot. It was moments like this when Wilbur remembered why Philza was the cook. 

“Phil! Look, I got so many!” Tommy proclaimed as he held up his jar proudly, making Philza smile as he looked in the jar at the glimmering light bugs. “I showed my dominance over them, and they raced into the jar!” 

Philza ruffed up Tommy’s golden hair slightly as he smiled warmly. “Good job, Tommy.” Tommy beamed as they both sat down and began to eat. 

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“I bet I can totally get you, just like the fireflies.”

“Sure, Tommy.”

“I can, I’ll kick your butt, just watch!”

“Nothing gets me off guard. Just practice.”

“Yeah, well... nothing catches me off guard either!”

“I can’t believe there’s fireflies out here - I haven’t seen them much around home.” Philza commented as he washed his hands in the nearby river. He turned to Techno and Tommy, chatting and laughing. “Come on, you two. You gotta wash up!”

“Phil...” The smaller child looked displeased as he walked toward the river with his brother. “I don’t wanna... besides, I’ve already wiped them off- HEY!” Before Philza could say a word in edgewise, the pink-haired child smirked as he pushed Tommy into the water with a splash. The river wasn’t deep, thankfully, but it was safe to say that Tommy’s hands were more than clean. Techno smirked as Wilbur laughed, and Phil couldn’t help but let out a chuckle. “Unfair! I wasn’t ready-!”

“You’re not supposed to be ready for a surprise attack, idiot-!” Techno remarked, his arms crossed with a joking expression. 

“Well, you sure washed up, didn’t ya?” Wilbur added with a laugh. 

“Alright, alright,” Philza said between laughs. “Come on, Techno - let’s help him out.” Philza said as Techno held his hand and he reached out the other to Tommy to pull him up. Tommy took Philza’s hand and pulled, hard. 

Then all three of them fell back in the river with a splash. “Gotcha, bitch!” Tommy smirked, pointing at Techno as Wilbur burst out laughing. Philza just picked up his hat and put it on his head, water splashing all over his face as all of them laughed, soaked, splashing at each other  as they tried in vain to get Wilbur as soaked as they were. 

When they finally made it back to the fire, they shivered and shook, looking almost like drowned cats. They dried and soon enough, they were asleep as they always were - Tommy clinging to Philza’s side, Wilbur on their right and Techno on their left, always ready to protect. 

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Wilbur was usually up pretty early as the sun peaked over the horizon. he liked to go exploring by himself and usually mornings were perfect for that. He stretched as he got up, scanning his surroundings before grabbing his sword and sheathing it over his shoulder. he walked down to the river and smiled at the remains of last night - disturbed rocks and mud, and the footprints leading back to camp. 

That’s when his ears picked up a sound... was that as waterfall?

He marched after it, following the sound and being sure to follow the river as to not get lost. He cut through the brambles and continued his journey when he froze. Someone was singing. It wasn’t perfect by any means, it sounded a bit rough here and there, but it still had its charm. 

Philza always told him to be prepared for anything - looks and especially sounds can be deceiving. He slowly pulled out his sword and peeked over the brambles. 

There stood a girl - well not really a girl, per se - her hair was strawberry blonde, cascading down her hair in a waterfall with a few braids here and there. She shivered slightly and hugged herself close as she snuggled in her magenta sweatshirt, sitting on the edge of a lake, her tail waving a bit in the water and making small waves in the lake. Wilbur did another once over as he tried to process the tail glimmering with a reddish tint, reminding him a bit of a salmon.

She was humming, but it became a bit harder to hear from the waterfall spilling into the lake at the farther end. Without thinking, Wilbur leaned over a bit more to be able to hear. Then, he slipped, falling down into full view of the mysterious woman as she gasped and dove into the water to escape. “Wait, wait I-!” But she was already gone. “I... just wanted to hear you sing.” He sighed, sitting on the edge of the water.

He slowly began trying to wash is hands and face off from the tumble into the dirt, and he struggled to remember what she was singing. He began to hum a bit, what he heard, or what he caught when he listened. Suddenly, he was pinned to the ground as a pinkish wolf jumped out of the water and pounced on him, growling. Wilbur scrambled for his sword. “I will not be lured in, Hunter. I will not let you exterminate me.”

“E-exterminate?!” Wilbur stuttered. “I swear, I don’t want to hurt you-”

“Don’t lie to me. Who sent you?! How’d you find me?!” The wolf looked angry and ready to tear Wilbur apart, as he tried in vain to grab his weapon.

“I...I heard your voice and... I was just following the river!”

Silence fell upon the two before slowly, the wolf’s expression softened. “That’s the truth?”

Wilbur looked to the wolf and he furrowed his brows in worry, he didn’t know what this thing was or what this wolf might do to him, but he stopped trying to reach for his sword. He closed his eyes, and took a breath. “I swear.”

Suddenly, the wolf backed off, and Wilbur opened his eyes to find the girl again, fully human. “If you’re lying to me, you’ll regret it.” She tossed him his sword. “Now get out of here.” 

“Wait, I- How’d you do that?” Wilbur asked. “You were just... then you were...”

“I’m a shapeshifter.” She said, eyeing him with curiosity as she sat on next to the water. “I can change into anything, er, any animal.”

“That’s really cool.”

“It’s whatever.” She brushed off, shrugging. “Don’t you have someplace to be?”

“No, not really.” Wilbur admitted. “Not for a while, anyway. Can you show me how you leaped out of the water like that?”

For the first time since Wilbur saw her, she smiled. “Sure. What’s your name?”

“Wilbur.” He said. “You?”

“Sally.”

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Philza trudged along the river, Tommy rushing in front and Techno trailing behind. “You sure Wilbur went this way?”

“Yeah.” Techno said. “He leaves a big enough trail for it, that’s for sure.” He pointed down on the footprints. “See?”

“Wonder what’s taking him so long, he usually would have headed back by now.”

“I’m sure he’s fine. Probably just got stuck somewhere.”

“Wilbur, is that a woman?!” Tommy shouted just beyond the trees, and Philza and Techno rushed to catch up. A splash could be heard, and Wilbur began arguing, admittedly very loudly, with the younger brother. Philza just sighed.

“You scared her off! Why do you always have to yell all the time-?!”

“Don’t get on me, if you have some kind of secret girlfriend you’re keeping from us-!”

“What’s going on, guys?” Philza asked, and the two began trying to explain, cutting each other off every chance.

“Well, I was just scouting up ahead and-”

“I was just talking to my new friend, and then he-”

“Enough.” He said, sternly. “Wilbur, what happened?”

“I, well, made a new friend, we were talking and then Tommy scared her away.”

“He met a woman, he has a girlfriend-” Tommy interjected, speaking matter-of-factly.

“She’s not my girlfriend!” Wilbur snapped, a bit flustered at the accusation. 

“Where is she now?” Philza asked calmly. 

Wilbur sighed. “She ran away. I didn’t even get to say goodbye.”

“I thought you didn’t like goodbyes.” Techno pointed out, and Wilbur just sighed.

“Yeah, well, she deserved one.” Wilbur brushed off, 

“Looks like Wil’s on LOOOVVVE-!” Tommy sang, and Wilbur gave him a glare. Then, a stream of water hit Tommy in the back of the head and he turned, rubbing his head where a bruise was sure to form. “HEY-!”

And there, on the side of the lake, was Sally.

[chayacat]

Devil’s Sweet Star (22)

Fandom: Dead by Daylight

Ghostface x Female Reader  

Rated M for Violence, Language and Smut  

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Laziness. We humans are the champions of laziness. We always push something back the next day or the day after. And sometimes wrongly. Because even the important things, we push them back to the next day. We're lazy on everything, shopping, cleaning, meals, showers, outings, work... Life in general. But where we are the laziest, where we are the champions of the world, what do I say, of the universe, what do I say again, of the whole galaxy! It's to get up.

Aaaah...How good it is to stay in a bed, so soft, so fluffy, that we could say that it’s a cloud. Not a sound, a perfect silence... Why wake up and get up when you can easily stay in bed and sleep all day? Because... Because you have to live anyway. And then starving and stinking the old goat is not an option.

Danny opened his eyes dimly, the soft glow of the day glimmering his cheek. And the first thing he saw and felt made him smile. You were there, in bed, in his arms, a smile on your face, a smile that sublimated your face. He did the right thing not to kill you. For now. Even though he couldn't take you to the seventh heaven that night, he couldn't help but feel some satisfaction in keeping you close to him for the whole night.  

Seeing this... He was thinking about Carla. She was the same. Never let go in the morning, worse than an oyster to his rock. He would give anything to see her again... Just one last time. He rose gently, without waking you, to sit on the bed. He gently opened the drawer of his nightstand to take out the picture. He'll never separate from this picture. It was the only thing, the only memory of her, that he possessed.

He couldn't help but think about it: how would his life be today if Carla were still alive? Well first of all, he wouldn't be a murderer all over the country. I think it’s a no-brainer that we can all make. They both had plans, each would have made a career, they would have had their own home. Children... They would have had a good life. They would have had... But that will never happen now. He suddenly felt two hands resting on his torso, then a head landing in the hollow of his neck. He turned his head slightly to see you, a slight smile on your lips, your hair slightly in battle.

“Sorry... I didn't want to wake you up. You know you can sleep a little longer...” He said before kissing you.

“Don't worry... you have nothing to do with it. And then I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep if you're gone. You're hot, at least, with you I'm not going to get cold.” you respond sticking to him before looking at the picture. “It's... Is that Carla? She was really pretty... You were lovely together... I almost feel ridiculous by comparison.”

“Hey, don't say that. You are one of the most beautiful girls I have ever met. What Carla and I lived... How she was... Will never be comparable to the two of us. I could never forget her. That's impossible. But I can't stay like this forever. I have to move forward, and it is with you that I want to move forward now. That is what she would like me to do. And I will, for her. Now all that matters is you. OK?” He replied, hugging you tenderly.

“Thank you, Jed...you’re so adorable.” you answer.

“I know. I'm going to prepare breakfast, I'm not as expert as you but... Eggs and bacon only resist me very rarely. I'll let you wake up gently.”  

He got up as he stretched, then put on a pair of pants and a black tank top. Then he went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast, releasing eggs and two slices of bacon. Then he turned on the gas and cooked it for each plate. He served each plate and took out orange juice. Everything we need for the day. Today he had planned to spend time with you. Even if first, he had to take you to the police station so that you could make your statement. And of course.... it's with Inspector Wilhelm. Decidedly, it’s to be believed that he is the only inspector of this city ... And yet there are four of them. Of course not. He's the one who falls on.  

The day he can kill him... will be the icing on the cake. Of course, if he's going to kill him, he'll do it when he leaves town. Because unfortunately he won't be able to stay forever in Roseville. In any case, it’s not in his plans. And if you could follow... that would be perfect. Of course, you have your business here... but he will wait until you have an employee qualified enough to take over the coffee, and you will open another one in your new city.

And then... maybe he can accomplish his projects, which he had with Carla, with you? It's a possibility. And like that... you could never leave him. You would be his adorable little wife... raising your children and also working on your side. And he will do the same, Danny is not the type to do nothing in a relationship. He returned to his bedroom when he saw you, your hand on the doorknob of his office. He stepped forward and put a hand on your shoulder gently, which startled you and let go of the handle.

“Curiosity is a nasty flaw my love. There are precious things I care about in there. Even though I know you won't touch anything... I... I can't let you in right now. But promised... one day you'll be able to access this room. The breakfast is ready and careful: I would be very upset if there is anything left on the plate.” He said before kissing you and laugh.

“Yes, sir! leave nothing in the plate or otherwise grumpy Jed will wake up.” You answer laughing.

“I was thinking... After you go to the police station, maybe we could spend a little day together? nothing but you and me... wherever you want, in the park, in the museum, in the shops... even though the shops and I are not very good friends.”

“Why not? And then I could take the opportunity to check if everything's okay at the café. In case some naughty little bake thieves passed.”

“It's not me... I was very well watched last night.”  

You both laugh before you eat. Then Danny cleared it, took his stuff and waited until you were ready to leave to open the door and take the keys to the van. Both, you’re heading towards the vehicle and once properly settled, Danny started and set off for the police station. He didn't think he'd see Wilhelm again anytime soon. He parked in the parking lot of the police station and decided to accompany you. There's no way you're going to be alone with Wilhelm.

You both showed up at the reception and the policeman informed the inspector before letting you through. Danny smiled, he couldn't stand this place, at the same time who wants to be here? No one. But unfortunately, he has no choice even if he could have stayed in the van, Danny prefers to stay with you. He still imagines Wilhelm's face when he sees him. And that didn't take long. Wilhelm was waiting outside his office and when he saw Danny, a little grin appeared on his face.

“Olsen... still in my paws, isn't it? What are you doing here?” He asks, with a false smile.

“Well, I'm coming with my girlfriend. It's been official for a while. It's silly a few days ago you wouldn't have seen me.” Danny responds with a provocative smile.

“Tsk. Well... I don't see what women find in the journalist.... Especially you. Anyway, come in, miss. On the other hand, Olsen, you're staying there.”

“Oh no I don't think so, I wouldn't leave that beautiful angel alone with you.”

Wilhelm growled slightly and let Danny into the office with you. He gave you a little smile and a wink before sitting down with you. The deposition lasted about an hour and a half, Wilhelm sometimes asking you for details about your assault. And on your attacker. After all, He has to know if there's a connection between him and you.  

Danny didn't tell anything. And held back from smiling or laughing when thinking about McKellan. If Wilhelm knew... if he could quickly find his body so Danny could see his head... if he started vomiting it would be the icing on the cake. And once again, he won't be suspected. Everything is perfect. You leave the police station after a few minutes, not without Danny and Wilhelm exchanging a few more spades. Then he joins you, gently taking you by the waist.

“I have the impression that you and Wilhelm are not on very good terms, I'm wrong?” you ask ironically

“Let's say that according to him I am... what does he call me already? Oh, yes! a "dirty weasel that deserves a big kick in the ass". So technically... No, we're both not really on good terms. Ah and also because I usually find more information about the Ghostface murders than he did then... you understand why he doesn't like me too much...” Danny responds with a sneaky smile.  

“I see indeed... Ok... Where are we going now?”

“Wherever you want my love. Tell me what you'd want and I'll take you there.”

“Hm... Let's go to the park. We can land quietly... and enjoy the day. And then we'll go out and eat. I've never tested Indian food...”

“Mattew has a very bad memory of it... Don't ever talk to him about it if you don't want to see him twist in half.” Replied Danny, laughing a little.  

Danny got in the van and waited for you to get on board to start and leave the parking lot of the police station. He went towards the park and besides, he knew exactly where to go to be quiet. The park being quite large, there was a small lake that hardly anyone frequented. So, you won't be disturbed at this place. A perfect moment of calm and peace that Danny wanted.

The park was big. people were scattered all over the place, children played while adults chatted, sipping a small glass of wine or other fun. Danny looked up at the sky, people are inveterate drunks. He also drank and held alcohol but no more than two drinks. The only time he went further than two drinks... Let's say he would have a hard time remembering how and why he woke up in a hammock... In his underwear. When it was cold. Well, he was in high school, and someone put a warm blanket on him. So, we can put this on account of the youthful spirit...

He parked not far from the lake and went down making sure everything was closed and then followed you to land right in front of the lake. The view from here was beautiful. For an artist or photographer, it was the perfect place.

“I often come here when I need to work quietly. And get some fresh air. Even if technically, I could just stay at home and open the window... I'm not that nerd... Not yet.” Said Danny using his coat to sit on the floor.

“It's kind of your secret garden... even if there are still people who come... It's very nice.” You said, sitting next to him.

You watch the lake for several hours while chatting. Some passers-by also came to settle down, and children came to play. In fact, Danny almost got a frisbee in his head twice. It's a good thing he had a good reflex. But despite his good reflexes, you laughed every time. A laugh he could hear all day. Then around noon, you leave the park to eat. There was a small Indian restaurant not far from the park. If Danny was content with a simple chicken curry, you on the other hand enjoy everything you had taken. It wasn't expensive but it was good. And he didn't even have time to get out of what to pay for. You paid, long before he took out his wallet.

Then came the afternoon shopping. Danny couldn't say no unfortunately, he promised to take you wherever you wanted to go. Fortunately, in another sense, not all of them were clothing stores. You made him buy a few decorations, a frame so he could put the picture of him and Carla and two/three other little things. Then comes the clothing store.

“I'm not a big fan of shorts and tank tops you know...” Said Danny, lying. He has to live as a Jed when he's with you. For now. He can’t wait the day when he can be again and simply himself.

“I think it looks good on you! It changes you! it makes you look more ... sexy.” you respond cheerfully.

“Well...if you say so. I'm going to listen to you. But don't expect to change my entire wardrobe...”

“Oh, but little by little I will get there! You won't even realize it.”

Danny sighed and laughed, shaking his head. The evening came, and as you had planned, you go to the café to check that everything was fine. And you take the opportunity to pass a broom. Then tired of your day, you both go home. But this time, Danny didn't have time to get you into his house, you've already opened the door to your apartment.

“You'll be able to sleep alone like a big boy tonight... I have to make the cakes for the shop tomorrow. Even though I'd prefer to spend time with you. I wish I could destroy the wall that separates our two apartments...” You said, laughing a little

“Unfortunately, I'm not sure the owners agree ... but living in the same apartment is not a possibility to be ruled out. you have to think about it... and in the meantime we will be separated by a wall...” said Danny before kissing you. “Good night my love. Have sweet dreams.”  

Danny went back to his apartment and closed the door. He put the bags and his coat on the sofa, the keys on the furniture of the entrance, and walked to his office. He's very lucky to have seen you ready to open the door. He would have a hard time explaining all of this to you. But one day you'll find out. One day... he may be himself again.

But the night was not over for him. He took his bag which contained his Ghostface outfit and prepared to leave. Tonight, he had no particular target. Tonight, he was lazy to stalk someone to kill him later. Tonight, we're going to change our method.  Tonight, a poor unlucky man will cross his path. And he'll die.  

Sometimes... The change in habits...feels good.

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(I get my code exam! Yeah!!!! Next step: Driving! And that will be another story, because I'm little scared of driving XD. I hope you’ll like this chapter like the others ones! Now time for my brain to get some rest after an intense week! Have a good week-end!  See ya!)

[ceo-of-daichi]

Characters ~ Ukai Keishin x Fem!Reader, Sugawara Koushi x Fem!Reader

Summary ~ Just some fluffy headcanons about what these 2 would be like for your birthday :)

Genre ~ Fluff

Warnings ~ Swearing, Slightly Suggestive

Word Count ~ 1.5k

A/N ~ HAPPY BIRTHDAY @super-noya !! Hope you have the best day and enjoy these fluffy headcanons🥺

Ok so this man is not one for extravagant acts of love and affection like I feel Suga would be! 

He just wants you to have a good time and enjoy your special day because he really appreciates you

SO hear me out, I feel like he would go to your friends and start to organise a surprise party

Fully organising it for weeks before, he wants everything to be perfect

Why do I feel like he makes bunting for it, and banners? I feel like he is hands on, he wants you to know that you are loved by everyone and this is the perfect way

Gets to the point that you almost catch him making the banner and he legit has never moved so fast in his life, quickly spinning you round and walking you out the room.

‘Hey Keishin, what you want for…’ Before you could finish your sentence he had turned you around. ‘K-Keishin what the fuck are you doing?’ You asked as he pushed you down the hall away from his room. 

‘Oh i just.. Erm, I thought we could make dinner together? A real couple bonding experience you know?’ He smiles through his rapidly thought up plan.

‘But you're a shit cook,’ You state, raising a brow at him and laughing slightly.

You are so confused the whole time, he starts acting hella weird on occasions and honestly you have no idea why. He was suddenly trying to keep you busy a lot more than usual...was he cheating on you? Basically you start to worry

He sets up the school gym, hanging his homemade banners and bunting. The boys and your friends help him (you don’t go to Karasuno because that would be pedophilia HOWEVER you know the boys through Ukai and therefore the gym is the perfect place)

ALSO lots of balloons that Hinata and Kags spent the whole day blowing up, Tsukki kept laughing at Hinata because he could NOT tie a balloon. This meant Tsukki now got left to tie all Hinata's balloons.

You get slightly worried because all you received from your boyfriend was a simple text in the morning saying ‘Happy birthday love! Hope you have a good day.’ 

You also received a text from your friends that said ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Be ready for 7pm we are taking you out!’ 

Ngl low key sad that you weren’t going to see your boyfriend that day! SIKE.

Your friends pick you up for 7 and they walk you to the gym, because you don’t live far away. 

Confused af because… WHY are you at the school gym, when you left highschool like 3 years ago.

Open the double doors to reveal all your friends, the volleyball team and Ukai.

Honestly almost had a heart attack, but you quickly hugged your friends before running over to Keishin and giving him a BIGGG hug and a lil kiss

You had a bomb ass time, they all got you little gifts which were super cute! 

Keishin definitely is someone I feel goes above and beyond for gifts like, something you really need, or something hella practical you didn’t know you needed.

Like… a chainsaw or something you get my point

So you are really grateful for what he gets you and from that you can tell he really cares and pays attention

At the end of the night you thank your friends because you have had an amazing time but they are like… it was mainly Ukai

This kinda shocks you

So you thank him! And also I feel like he would really say happy birthday with soft sex after :3

‘It was really Keishin that organised all this?’ You questioned, unsure why he hadn’t said anything. He was letting other people take the credit for something he worked really hard on, sounds like him.

‘Yeah, he roped us in but he worked on all the decorations and cake.’ Your friend says as she picks up her bag to go. Waving her off you go to confront your boyfriend. Sauntering up to him with your arms crossed over your chest and a brow raised, you began to speak.

‘So… this was all you huh? How come you didn’t say anything honey?’ You gave him a playful glare.

He chuckled and moved closer to you, ‘Mainly because i didn’t want you to call me that…’ you saw the blush appear on his ears as he stood inches away. 

‘I thought you loved that nickname babycakes’ You teased, wrapping your arms around his neck. You knew he hated pet names; this was the perfect revenge for letting everyone else take credit for his work.

‘You know I hate your pet names love…’ He whispered before catching your lips with his, hooking his hands under your thighs and hoisting you up. You wrap your legs around his waist as you melt into the kiss.

‘Happy birthday [y/n]…’ He said after pulling away from your lips to start roughly kissing your neck. You had a feeling this is where your actual birthday gift was about to be given.

I feel like Suga is hella big on birthdays, like he wants to make it the best day for you (as you deserve)

So he probably starts off waking you up early with a balloon in his hand, softly singing happy birthday (even if he doesn’t live with you he will find a way into your apartment or house)

Soft kisses all over your face when you awake, whispering how he has the whole day planned for the both of you

Suggests you wear something summery before leaving you to change

He is DEFINITELY someone who has pre prepared your favourite breakfast so when you come out your room all you can smell is food.

After yall have eaten breakfast and chatted for a bit allowing you to wake up, he leads you to your car, not letting you know where he is taking you

KING of being cute af on the drive, either holding your hand or thigh

Why can i see this man taking you to a little seaside town, letting you go into all the amusement arcades and paying for all your games so you can try win an awesome prize

Won’t leave till he has like thousands of tickets bet

HE IS DEFO SOMEONE WHO SPENDS AN HOUR TRYING TO WIN YOU SOMETHING FROM THE CLAW MACHINE LIKE I DON’T TAKE CRITICISM

After yall are done with the arcades ( i also feel like he would wanna play mini-golf?) he takes you to a really cute restaurant on the beachfront

Definitely told them it was your birthday when he booked so they would sing you a song or something like they do in TGI Fridays i love the balloon crowns ok

He requested when he booked that you got a table next to the windows that look out onto the sea because he knows you love to watch the ocean

 But he also pays for the food, even if you insist you should split it (it's your birthday... he ain’t letting you pay for shit)

After you both have had food, he takes you for a walk along the pier (boardwalk) and onto the beach

You both just chat nonchalantly and bask in each others presence, allowing the sea breeze to wash over you

Before you leave he takes for ice cream and you both sit on a bench on the pier looking out

Probably lean your head on his shoulder and be all cute

Then he drives you back home… WRONG he takes you to a cute location and you star gaze

Safe to say its the best birthday you have had in a while

‘Koushi, where are you taking me? I thought we were heading home?’ You question, gazing out at the field where he had parked his car.

‘You really thought your day ended with ice cream huh?’ He chuckles as he got out of the car, running round the side and letting you out. Confused you let him lead you, eventually you got to the top of a small hill that looked over a lake. Sitting down on the grass looking out on the view, you couldn’t help but think about what an amazing day you were having. All thanks to your boyfriend.

The lake was surrounded by greenery, not a house or big road in sight. Your eyes immediately focused on the small forest off to the left of the lake, the trees gently swaying in the wind. You loved trees, and wondered what type of habitats would be hiding inside. It truly was a beautiful place. Especially the stars, the way they twinkled a light gold against the contrasting night sky. You found yourself sighing deeply as you let your thoughts be taken over by nature. As you were lost in thought a soft pair of eyes landed on you, not being able to look away at how engrossed you were with the surrounding scenery.

‘Wow this is beautiful…’ Noticing how the sky wasn’t polluted by light and how clearly you could gaze off into the sky.

‘Yeah… my favourite view’ He wasn’t looking at the sky though… his eyes locked on your figure once again as you gazed off into the sky. Being with you was his favourite place to be.

Tags: @stcrryskies​ @iwaxme​ @bb-noya​ @vventure​ @scorpiosanssexy​ @sugawarasimp​ @watermelonsugawara​ @kageyamathegrump​

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October 16th, 2021

Day 15: Cooking and Cruising In and Around Interlaken

We started the day with another leisurely morning because there was no hotel breakfast to race to this morning. Instead, we woke up late and then wandered over to the grocery store to buy ingredients to cook much-anticipated home meals the next few days to save money where we could. Sometimes when you travel for a long time, going out and finding places to eat and sitting down in restaurants can get pretty tiring. Being able to relax and prepare food at home was something we missed. So buying groceries to cook at home was totally doable and was totally something we were excited about now that we were going to be in Interlaken with a kitchen for more than a single night. 

Our groceries ended up only costing us around $50 and we were expecting all of it to last us six total meals in Interlaken. What savings! $50 couldn’t even get you a nice dinner for two in Switzerland! Because we had very little spices and ingredients in the pantry at the AirBnB, we picked simple dishes that could be easily prepared without many ingredients and dishes that we were pretty well-versed in cooking. So the meals we planned to cook for the next few days included eggs, cheese, and avocado on a baguette with a side of greek yogurt with fruit and granola for brunch and cheeseburgers with a side of chips or fries and salad for dinner. Pretty yummy meals if you ask me! 

Our homemade brunch this morning was especially satisfying! It was cheap, delicious, and relaxing. Not to mention that we also enjoyed it from the comforts of our third-floor apartment while sitting in front of a beautiful view of Interlaken’s morning landscape. Because we were in the Unterseen neighborhood of Interlaken, we were right next to the river and had amazing window views of the gorgeous mountain and river landscapes surrounding us. Man, how lucky we were to have found such an awesome spot to stay in! 

After cooking and gobbling up our delicious brunch, we quickly cleaned up and ran off to the boat dock to catch our lake cruise on Lake Thun. Because we didn’t do much research on the Interlaken lake cruises beforehand, we learned at the last minute that we were lucky to catch this particular cruise at the time that we did. Doing so allowed us to spend most of the day on the lake and still have time to stop by a couple sites to see things before they closed and before the lake cruises stopped for the day.  

We spent the next two to three hours on the Berner Oberland, cruising on Lake Thun under a beautiful, sunny sky. It was relaxing to just sit there and enjoy the beautiful lake views as the sun shined down on us and the lake breeze blew by. As we cruised from stop to stop (because this was more like public transportation on a lake than a cruise), we took in the ever-changing landscape as we moved west on the lake. Man, it was nice.

The afternoon zoomed by and before we knew it, it was almost 4pm. Originally, the idea was to cruise to Thun where we would get off the boat and race to see Thun Castle before it closed at 4pm. But because we’d have very little time to see Thun Castle before it closed because of our anticipated late arrival, we decided to skip Thun Castle and instead maximize our time exploring the closer Oberhofen Castle. And it was a good thing that we made that decision because Oberhofen Castle was huge and had so much for us to see! In the hour that we spent there, we ran through the many exhibits in the many rooms on the many different floors as we wandered through the castle’s maze-like interior. It was a pretty cool castle, definitely cooler than I expected.

After finishing up Oberhofen Castle, we ran to the dock to catch the last boat of the day headed to Thun. This time, we rode aboard the Blumlisalp, an old-school paddle steamer boat, to the nearby Thun. Pretty cool! Once we arrived in Thun, we strolled into and around downtown Thun, taking in the city scenes. We walked through town and along the river and waterways of Thun until evening. As the sunset started to set, leaving an alpine glow on the distant mountain peaks, we made our way back to the train station and took the train all the way back to Interlaken. 

By the time we arrived home, we were so hungry! With some quick prep work and cooking (and Cynthia dropping by the closest McDonald’s for fries), we soon had nice almost-In-N-Out-styled cheeseburgers with fries, chips, and a salad to enjoy for dinner. So delicious! Before we called it a night, we took a short evening stroll through downtown Interlaken to work off all of the food we had just consumed and to see some of the city scenes here. It was nice to enjoy a leisurely post-dinner walk in a new town that wasn’t our neighborhood in L.A. 

What a great first day in Interlaken! It’s so nice when you intentionally slow down on a trip to enjoy it a little more without being exhausted and without rushing yourself. It’s kind of like slowing down to feel like you’re living in a different country instead of just traveling through it. Sometimes, I wish we could shut off our need to see as much as possible on a time-limited trip and enjoy more leisurely days like this…

5 Things I Learned/Observed Today:

1. In a very small way, Interlaken reminds me of a mini and suburban version of waterway-heavy places like Venice and Amsterdam. With the river running through the area, walking- and biking-friendly paths along the water, and bridges over the water, it is a little reminiscent of those places. Just a tad. 

2. Switzerland is paragliding paradise! Even early in the morning, before the sun is high above the horizon, you can spot thrill seekers gliding down in their colorful parachutes. 

3. Any cruise or boat ride on Lake Thun that starts at Interlaken West is covered by the Swiss Travel Pass and is free of charge. These cruises are essentially water taxis that provide a different mode of transportation to get from one lakeside town to another. Instead of driving around the lake to get to places, you can cross the lake. During the fall season, the boat cruises don’t start until just after noon and stop running just before sunset. The last cruise at this time of year leaves Interlaken West at 5:10pm. 

4. The history of Oberhofen Castle dates all the way back to the 12th century. For a long time, the castle was, for the most part, split between two or more brothers and their families. The last inhabitants of the castle were William Measey, an American lawyer, and his private secretary. Mr. Measey bought it from the previous family, the von Harrachs, when the von Harrachs found themselves in a difficult financial situation and had to give up their castle as a result. Since 1954, the castle has been open to the public.

5. Interestingly enough, Lake Thun is seven meters lower than Lake Brinez, its eastern lake neighbor. 

[yootaesowlwrites]

Fishing Weekend - Seokjin

Banner: Pictures and gifs belong to their rightful owners, the banner was made by me.

Requested By: No one

A/N: This is just a thing I wanted to write, cause I like seeing Seokjin fishing, also, I think the ending is a little... ???, I don’t know, but yeah.

Warnings: Fluff, Mentioning Of Alcohol, Fishing, mention of (Y/n) having a rough past.

Word Count: 4 154

(Y/n) and Seokjin has known each for a while now, it’s only been five months since they’ve met, and they were both still learning more about each other, but there was one thing he didn’t know about her, yet, he didn’t even think that she would like it, so he never brought it up, until one late lunch afternoon when he mentioned he wanted to go fishing.

“I might not be around this weekend,” Seokjin says as he picks up his glass filled with water, (Y/n) had mentioned early on in their friendship that she wasn’t comfortable with alcohol, but she had told him that he can drink it if he wants to, but he had refused, saying he didn’t want to make her uncomfortable, even though she did tell him that it was fine.

“Oh, why is that?” (Y/n) asks as she placed her phone down on the table. “Are you going somewhere?” He takes a sip from the water and placed it down on the table.

“Yes, I’m going to go ask Suga if he wants to go fishing with me.” He says. “I haven’t gone fishing for a while.” She nods her head while moving her hands together on her lap, picking at her nails.

“Well, if he says no, I can join you.” She says, she could feel her heart rate picking up at her suggestion, she had spoken before thinking about it first.

“I didn’t know you know how to fish.” He says, his eyes slightly bigger than before, the information surprised him. “Why didn’t I know this?” She could hear the excitement growing in his tone.

“Well, I don’t necessarily know how to use a fishing rod, but I have caught with my hands before.” (Y/n) says, she reaches for her glass of water. “But I could still keep you company if you want to go, and he can’t.”

“No, no, you’re definitely going now, I don’t believe that you can catch one with your hands.” He says. “I need to see it for myself to believe it.” She softly giggles before taking a sip of her water. “I’ll come and pick you up Friday afternoon, we’re going for the weekend.” She nods her head and placed the glass down on the table. “Pack something warm also, it might get cold.”

“All right, text me when you’re coming to pick me up, so I won’t keep you waiting.” She says.

✧･ﾟ: *✧

The next few days quickly passed by and soon it was Friday afternoon and Seokjin had come to pick her up, the drive to the lake took three and a half hours to arrive, the sun had started going down when they arrived which meant they had to figure out how to put the tent up quickly before they ran out of daylight.

(Y/n) unfolded the instruction manual before putting it down on the ground and placed a water bottle on top of it, she approaches Seokjin as he was putting some parts together.

“So, I have no clue what the instructions said.” (Y/n) says as she picks up a pole, Seokjin begins to chuckle before bursting out in full laughter, he ignores the poles he was holding to slap his knee, (Y/n) smiles as she hears his wiper laugh. “Laugh all you want, we’re on our own unless you want to translate.” He looks up at her, his laughter slowly dying down, but the wide smile never leaving his lips.

“If I translate it, do you think it will help us?” He asks as he puts the poles on the ground, she nods her head.

“It will help us a lot more unless you want to have fun struggling.” She says. “Imagine the story you’d be able to tell when we go back.” He thinks for a moment before picking up the poles again.

“Please bring the instructions closer.” He mutters causing (Y/n) to giggle, she walks back to where she had left the piece of paper and picked it up, she takes it to him and waits for him to read through it. “I’m only reading it because it’s going to be dark soon, and it’s not going to be easy to put up the tent when it’s dark.”

“Let’s pretend I believe you.” She says with a smile on her lips, she could see his nose wrinkling as his smile widens before it faded as he started to read through the instructions, she looks around them, taking in the tree’s that surrounded them and quickly noticed the bathroom building not far from where they were setting up camp, her gaze falls onto the lake and saw the water moving a little as the wind gently blew.

“All right, I think I understand.” He says as he puts the piece of paper down. “I’ll try to explain.” They had only brought one tent, one big tent that would have enough space inside it for both of them to move around in it freely, (Y/n) saw it as their first official sleepover, but still felt nervous, It would be the first time they would be alone in each other’s company for an entire weekend, sleeping with… well, not with each there, but near each other inside the tent.

It took them a few hours to manage to put it up, but it was finally standing, even though it took them a while and daylight became more scarce, they managed to finish it with enough light still remaining, they decorated the floor with thick blankets and laid the sleeping bags on them, both of them disliked the idea of camping beds, (Y/n) being scared it would break or fall over when she turned around, and Seokjin saying they were uncomfortable, which resulted in them buying tons of thick blankets for the tent floor, so it wouldn’t feel too hard when they would be sleeping.

They step out of the tent only to discover it was dark outside, the only lighting was coming from the tent and the light they had turned on when it became too dark, Seokjin walks to his car, well, he had rented an SUV for the dirt road, he moves to the rear of it and takes out some firewood, (Y/n) quickly makes her way to the car and takes out the camping chairs.

“I’ll make the fire, so we can cook dinner.” He says. “I’d offer you fish, but we haven’t caught any yet.” (Y/n) playfully slapped his shoulder, which made his let out a dramatic scream. “Ow, ow, you abuser, ow!”

“Oh, shut it, you dramatic kid.” She says with a smile on her lips trying to keep herself from giggling, he smiles and takes the wood to the spot where he would be making the fire, she walks towards the tent where she would use the light to put the chairs together, a few minutes later, the chairs were set up and the golden fire was crackling, they set up a table and Seokjin begins preparing their meal for the night while she assisted him.

“Is this your first time camping?” Seokjin asks, glancing at her before focusing on the food spread on the table, she places the salt closer to his reach.

“In a tent, yes, but my family and I used to go on a vacation for a week, sometimes two weeks, and it would be in the middle of nowhere, you had to make a fire to make your food, and had to use camping chairs to have a comfortable place to sit, otherwise your bum would have been so sore.” (Y/n) says, briefly remembering the times when she used to do that. “We’d be completely cut off from the world, no signal, no television, you only had a radio, and it sometimes didn’t work.”

“What did you listen to on the radio?” He asks as he picks up the knife to cut the meat into tiny pieces. “When it did work.” She smiles, letting out a breathy chuckle.

“Stories.” She says. “We mostly listened to it at night, and it was mostly bedtime stories.” He smiles as he listens to her story. “I actually used to run around the fire when I was younger, with a toy, imagining that I was riding a horse.” He chuckles and looks at her.

“Did you have a toy horse with you when you did that?” He asks.

“You know those stick horses?” She asks, he nods his head before he begins laughing.

“You rode a stick horse?” He laughs out, she nods her head. “I should’ve brought one along and asked you to re-enact it for me.”

“Oh, well, thankfully you didn’t.” She says, he shakes his head and looks down at the food. “Do you want some water or did you bring yourself something to drink?” His lips slightly purse before he puts the knife down.

“I told you, if it makes you uncomfortable then I won’t drink in front of you.” He says turning towards her. “And we’re alone out here, It would have made you even more uncomfortable, even on edge if I brought something alcoholic along.” She softly smiles at him, thankful he didn’t bring anything, she was already nervous with being alone with him for the weekend, and if he had bought some along, it would have been more obvious to him that she was nervous and anxious. “Just some water for now.” She nods her head and goes towards the car where the drinks were.

“I’ll bring the icebox and take it to the tent.”  She says, he quickly leaves the table behind and joins her at the car.

“Let me help you, by now the ice could have melted, and it might be heavier.” He says as he takes one side, he knew not to tell her that he will take it himself, she would argue and take it himself, so he let her take the other side, they pick it up and carry it towards the tent, they step into the tent and placed the box near the opening.

“Thank you, but you didn’t have to, it didn’t feel that heavy.” She says as she opens the box.

“I wasn’t sure, but teamwork makes the dream work.” He says making her smile, she takes out three bottles of water and closes the box. “And what we just did, was teamwork.” She hands him two bottles of water, knowing one would be used for the food.

“Okay, teammate, let me know if there’s anything else.” She says and steps out the tent leaving him behind smiling to himself.

✧･ﾟ: *✧

They woke up early the next morning, the night became colder than they had thought and Seokjin had ended up moving his sleeping bag closer to hers and wrapped his arms around her to keep her warm, he didn’t want to admit it yet, but it felt like he had slept better during the night, if it was because he was tired or because he held (Y/n) in his arms, he wasn’t completely sure, but when he woke up, she was already up and missing from the tent.

He slowly stood up, bringing a hand to his face to rub the sleep from his eyes, he steps out of the tent and felt the cold morning hair hit his face, he looks around, seeing a fog blanket covering the lake with a soft glow from the morning sun just rising, he steps back into the tent and takes out a bottle of water from the icebox before going back outside, he smacks his lips together as he opens the bottle.

“Look who’s awake.” (Y/n) says as she approaches him, he takes a big gulp from the water as he turns around to look at her. “Sleep well?” He closes the bottle and nods his head, her eyes move to his hair, seeing how messy it looked and smiled.

“Where did you go?” He asks, his tone still groggy from the sleep.

“Bathroom, I had to pee and get dressed, oh and shower.” She says, she steps into the tent to put her sleepwear back into her bag along with her toiletries. “You should wake up before we miss the opportunity to catch some fishes off guard.” She steps out of the tent, and he looks at her, she could see how sleepy he still was.

“Are you really going to catch a fish with your hands?” He asks. “In this cold weather?” She nods her head

“Yes, I have a point to prove.” She says. “I’ll meet you by the lake when you’re ready.” She walks past him and approaches the lake, he turns around to follow her movement before he goes into the tent to retrieve his clothes and toiletries before going to the bathroom building, (Y/n) didn’t keep track of time as she stared over the lake at the fog slowly disappearing as the sun moved up higher, the golden glow slowly lighting the world.

Seokjin walks up behind her carrying two fishing rods and a box filled with bait, he places everything down on the ground and steps up next to her, he looks over the lake before turning to look at her.

“I brought an extra rod if you want to learn how to fish with one,” Seokjin says, he nods her head and turns to look at him, a playful smile on her lips.

“Rods are for cheaters.” She says, his lips part at her words.

“I... wha… why… you.” He stutters, unable to form the correct words. “How could you say that?” She giggles while shaking her head.

“That’s what I believe, but they’re also not easy to use.” She says. “So it’s not completely cheating, I just don’t like them that much, but I will support you if you want to use one.” He shakes his head and begins to laugh.

“You’re something, definitely something.” He says, she steps out her shoes and bends down to roll up her pants. “You don’t have to prove your point, I believe you.”

“You’re just saying that, so I don’t go into the water.” She says. “Don’t worry, I’ll be fine.” She stands up and begins approaching the water.

“You really don’t have to.” He says, but she ignores his him and steps into the water, her lips part as she felt cold water touches her skin, he watches her before stepping out of his shoes and rolled up his pants, he quickly follows behind her and steps into the water. “AHH, you’re crazy!” She chuckles as she turns around to look at him.

“I’m the crazy one?” She asks. “You’re the one that followed me in.” She carefully turns around and moves in a little deeper before stopping.

“Because I didn’t want you to feel alone in this situation.” He says as he follows her before stopping next to her. “But this is cold, freezing cold, how can fish survive in this?!” She giggles as she listens to his tone, it almost sounded like he was rapping as he ranted.

“Shh, you’ll scare them away.” (Y/n) says.

“Scare them away?” He asks. “They’re probably already frozen.” She bends down a little before being her knees, she looks into the water. “You don’t have to prove anything to me, let’s get out.” She suddenly pushes her hands into the water causing him to jump, she giggles before standing up.

“Come on, we can warm up a little later, for now, let’s catch some fish.” She says. “If you can try to at least catch one, I’ll let you teach me how to use the rod.” He thinks for a moment before nodding his head.

“Deal.” He says and crouches down with her, they look into the water, patiently waiting, she slowly reaches into the water, letting her hands get comfortable in it, even though it felt freezing cold, she wouldn’t allow that to stop her. “How long will we be waiting like this before trying to catch one?”

“A few minutes.” She says. “Just wait.” A few minutes passed when she managed to spot a fish, she quickly moves her hands towards it, grabbing for it, her hands wrap around the tiny fish only for it to escape her hold, Seokjin had barely seen it happen, but his eyes had slightly widened.

“Whoa… that was close.” He quietly says. “Okay, a few more minutes, but then we’re getting out.” She nods her head, even though she wouldn’t leave until she had caught one, a couple more minutes passed when Seokjin lets out a sigh and stood up. “Okay… I’m tired, come on, let’s go, please.”

“You can go, I’ll be right there.” She says, her focus was on the water below, watching carefully, the water was a little clear, but not completely, she could easily see a fish if one would swim by, but not her feet, he turns and begins walking back to the dry land when he hears a splash behind him, he quickly turns around, thinking the worst.

“(Y/n)!” He says loudly only to see her slowly rising up. “We can try again later, I promise.” He was about to turn away until his eyes fell to her hands, she slowly pulled them from the water to reveal a small fish in her hands. “What?” He runs towards her, not caring if the water splashed on his clothes. “What?!” He stops in front of her and exiles the small fish. “Oh… Oh, YOU DID IT!” She releases the fish as she sees him coming in for a hug. “Okay, I believe you, I believe you can catch fish with your hands.” He held her close against him, his soaked clothes pushed against her dry ones.

“YOU’RE WET!” She yells as she feels the coldness of his wet clothes against hers, he quickly releases her, an apologetic look on his face.

“I’ll make it up to you later, now come on, let’s get out of this freezing water.” He says, his hands falling down to her hands, he takes hold of one of her hands and guides her out of the water. “Let me go get a towel.” Once they reached dry land, he made his way to the tents and went inside to find a towel, while she smiled to herself for managing to catch a fish with her hands once again.

“I still got it.” She whispers to herself before seeing Seokjin running towards her with a fluffy towel in his hands.

✧･ﾟ: *✧

After drying off and going for a change of clothes they returned to the spot and Seokjin prepared the line for her, he handed her the fishing rod and moved to stand behind her.

“All right, so you want to hold it like this,” Seokjin says as he moves her hands to the places she needed to hold it, his hands covering hers as he guides her. “And go like this when you want to throw the line.” He moves their arms to the side, slowly motioning what she had to do, she nods her head, trying to let the information sink in. “Just with some force and more speed.”

“Okay… Okay, I think I understand.” She says, he lowers his gaze and sees how close he was to her before it dawns on him that his arms ere wrapped around her, he steps away, quickly unwrapping his arms and felt his ears turning red, her focus was on the lake in front of them and on the rod in her hands. “Um, I think I’ll only disappoint you like this.” She turns to look at him. “Why don’t you fish, and I’ll watch, bring drinks or snacks when it’s needed.” She carefully extends the rod out to him, and he takes it from her.

“You wouldn’t disappoint me, you caught a fish with your hands, I doubt I’ll be disappointed if you can’t with a fishing rod.” He says, she softly smiles at him.

“Still.” She says. “I’d rather watch you have fun with it.” He gently smiles at her. “Oh… and why are your ears so red?” He touches one ear with his hand, feeling how warm it is from the blood rushing to it. “Are you cold?” Although she knew why they were red, they only turned red when he was embarrassed, but the last thing she wanted to do was embarrass him more.

“You know why they turn red.” He says as he turns away from her. “But thank you for trying not to point it out.” She steps closer to him and placed her hand on his forearm.

“You can tell me, but you don’t have to.” She says, he glances at her. “I’m going to go get something to drink, I’ll bring you something also.”

✧･ﾟ: *✧

(Y/n) walks towards Seokjin after going to the bathroom, he stood by the lake looking over it, they had stopped fishing earlier in the day and decided to prepare lunch and rest.

“I’m going for a walk, it looks so beautiful here, and I just want to see a little more of it.” (Y/n) says as she comes to a stop behind him, he spins around to look at her.

“I’ll come along.” He says and steps towards her. “At least if you get lost, we’d get lost together.” She chuckles and shakes her head.

“Lost? This isn’t exactly a big place.” She says.

“You never know.” He says, they turn towards a direction and slowly begin walking along the lake, the sun was slowly lowering as it prepared to set for the day. “You didn’t have to come along on this trip.”

“I know, but I wanted to.” She says.

“Are you having fun?” He asks, if she wasn’t enjoying herself then he would know that this trip was a waste of time for both of them probably, although, he felt like he had grown closer to her in the last twenty-four hours, has something had changed, what could have changed? His feelings? His thoughts?

“I am, I haven’t enjoyed myself this much in a long time.” She says. “It’s been years since I last tried to catch a fish with my hands.” He gently smiles. “And coming for a walk like this to see nature, It’s usually on a beach, but here is just as beautiful.” He suddenly stops, and takes hold of her hand, pulling her to face him, he pulls her closer to him and wraps his arms around her.

“I know you had a rough past, but I want you to know that I won’t judge you for it, your past doesn’t define you.” He says as he slightly pulls back from the hug to meet her eyes, his dark brown eyes stare into hers. “I want to be the person you come to when you want to open up, or need a shoulder to cry on… or just company, comfort.”

“Where is this suddenly coming from?” She asks, her voice barely above a whisper, it was both his feelings and thoughts that had changed, but when did they change? Was it on this trip? Or did the trip just make him realize?

“It isn’t sudden.” He says. “I believe it’s been a while, but I just need you to know, I want to be that person you feel comfortable with.” She could feel his hands moving from her back to her arms. “To feel comfortable enough with to share your secrets with, to share your dreams with, even those fantasies that you think could be stupid.” His hands move up to her hair, gently patting her hair down. “You don’t have to share immediately, just know that I’m here.” He leans closer, before softly kissing her forehead.

✧･ﾟ: *✧

(Y/n) couldn’t shake Seokjin’s words from the afternoon, and the more the thought about it, the quicker she realized that he must have felt the shift also, in their feelings for each other, but that couldn’t have been true… could it be true?

Seokjin lays down in his sleeping bag and stares at her, she had been lying there for 30 minutes staring at the fabric wall until he had laid down in front of her.

“Nothing’s going to be the same when we get back, is it?” She softly asks, he lifts his hand and softly brushes some of her hair out her face.

“Nothing has to change.” He says. “Nothing at all, except our friendship status.” He leans closer. “Unless you don’t want to change that either.”

“Slowly.” She says. “Let’s move slowly, please.” He nods his head.

“As slow as you would like.” He moves closer before pressing a soft kiss against her forehead. “Relationships take time to build, to form, and we can take as much time as we want.” She softly smiles before moving closer to him, his arm moves around her, his heat enveloping her.

[carolineworld]

10-12-2020 The Ferris Wheel FIC

 IN AO3

Thursday, December 10th, 2020  

Driving to this place feels weird. It’s his second year in University, he’s what in America they could say as a Sophomore, he’s very much an adult now. Going back to his old high school makes him feel weird like he doesn’t belong there, but that’s what it takes to have a girlfriend that is finishing high school. And if feeling weird for a while is the cost of seeing her in person for the first time in four weeks, then he’ll take it. 

Now that he thinks about it, this whole situation of waiting for her in his car brings back flashbacks. It takes him back to when no one could know about them, that was a month ago, but he’s thinking about the early days when he was still in high school and their relationship wasn’t fucked up, at least not yet. 

But now it’s different. He’s waiting for her in his car, yes, but because it’s cold outside and he wants to be cozy, so he’s staying inside his black Tesla, with the heating on and listening to a nice song. Another different thing is that everyone knows about them. After getting back together they stayed in a secret relationship for a bit, to make sure that nobody from the outside could fuck them up and to gain trust and build a healthy, solid, and strong relationship that could battle the obstacles that could come. 

And they are, and they did. They learned to communicate in a much healthier way, they worked very hard to strengthen their trust in themselves, in each other, in them, and they learned from their past mistakes. So now that everything is done and still working fine, they are out and public.

Being in University and having a girlfriend that is still in high school has good and bad things. The good things are that he can help her with most things she’s studying. It also helps the fact that it differentiates their social groups and personal interests, even though he’s quite happy that she gets along pretty well with his friends and he does with hers.

But the bad things are kind of bad. Like the mild jealousy, or frustration, like she likes to call it, that they experienced a few times when college boys, and girls, don’t understand the concept of a monogamous relationship and a no cheating policy. And it’s even worse when his finals week is just before hers and they have to spend a couple of weeks apart because of studying.

And that brings him to this moment. Zoë’s finals week has just finished and here he is, picking her up to go to have lunch and spend some quality time together after four painful weeks of studying and missing her.

That is why, when he sees her with her backpack on one shoulder and a big bag on the other one, her blue beret and a huge scarf that he can recognize as his and her baby blue face mask, he cannot help but smile. He gets out of the car to grab her bag and put it in the truck, while she gets in the passenger seat and takes off her mask, putting it in her school bag.

With his arm behind her headrest and a small “hello”, they share a quick and sweet kiss, resting their foreheads together afterward.

“I missed you so much these past weeks, you know that?” he says, massaging the back of her neck, whispering it close to her lips.

She has her eyes closed, and she’s leaning to his hand, but he can point at the exact moment the mischievous thought crosses her mind and her eyes open with a sassy spark. “We talked every night, and you said the same thing every time we did.”

“What, am I not allowed to miss you?” two can play this game.

Grabbing his hand in hers and putting them in her lap, she looks at him and says sweetly: “Yes, I was just joking”

Once the seat belts are securely tied and he has told her that they were going to have lunch at his house, cause he has cooked something nice for them, she asks if she can change the radio station to a more pop one so they can a have a karaoke ride, making him decide to take the long ride home. 

Karaoke rides are something they have discovered quite recently. Early on in their relationship, his car was mostly for makeout sessions. Even in their first summer together, when they would go on little trips, they would mostly talk and tell stories about their friends or their past. But one day, after getting back together and getting back home from a date at their lake, Senne began to sing to a song that was playing on the radio and they began to sing along, making it a small little tradition they have whenever they get in his car. And yes, he made her sing Casanova to him a few times.

***

“Did you cook this? Be honest, I’ll know if you lie.”  You could have thought that she was just hungry, but with her mouth full of tomato sauce and without even stopping to talk before eating one more bite, you can fully affirm she’s enjoying her food.

“Why are you so doubtful about it?” He’s not going to admit it, but it bugs him the fact that she doesn’t believe that he cooked this. 

See, they both love to cook, but Zoë is not good at baking and cooking pastries. Surprisingly enough, Senne is, so that’s normally what he makes, breakfast food, cookies, and desserts. Therefore, the savory stuff is Zoë’s territory. She is normally the one who cooks the lunches and the dinners at the flatshare and their home dates when they don’t do it the easy way, take out.

But this time, he wanted to give her a little surprise and cook for her something he doesn’t cook. He decided that whatever he was going to make, it had to be something easy and quick and that didn’t take him so long. He finishes University only an hour earlier than her school ends, and he had to keep in mind that he had to leave a bit earlier to pick her up, so after a bit of searching, Vegetarian Bolognese spaghetti was the best dish to do.

“I don’t know, it’s not what you normally prepare.” Well, she’s almost finished so it’s easy to say she liked it.

“I know, but that does not mean I didn’t cook it myself”

Reaching for his hand on top of the table, she smiles shily. “I know, schat. Thank you for making lunch for me today. I loved it.” 

***

One thing he adores about Zoë is how strong and independent she can look on the outside and how sweet and willing to be protected she is. 

Letting her wards down in front of him, especially after all she’s been through, hasn’t been easy, but when she finally trusted him enough to let him see her fully, emotionally talking, was one of the greatest days in their relationship, for him, at least.

In the whole process of getting to know each other again, after the breakup, regaining trust in each other was one of the most important things they did. They needed to learn to trust in each other again and more importantly, feel safe and loved in each other’s one arms. 

It hasn’t been an easy process, and there are times that they have to reassure each other and remember things to the other one in the low times, but it's so worth it if he gets to have her trust him completely.

After lunch and cleaning the dishes (the dishwasher did, but still), they decided to lay down and talk about their day, a bit more. Without even realizing it, they eventually fell asleep, taking a nap in each other's arms. And now, Senne is fully awake and looking at the love of his life snuggled up in his chest, thinking how he managed to make such an amazing woman like her, fall in love with someone like him.

With her head in his chest and her hand grabbing his hoodie in a fist, he can fully say that this sight right there is one of his favorite things ever. Only topped but her smile and kisses and his car.

She begins to stretch under his touch, making cute little noises. If that wasn’t enough to make him melt, she reaches out to kiss the closest spot on his neck and whispers a small ‘hi’, pulling him closer.

“Did you sleep well?” he says: kissing the top of her head and fixing the messy blanket, their blanket, around her body.

After hearing her “mhm” and feeling her little nod, he understood that she was not going to wake up any time soon. Not that he’s complaining. “How did your exams go? I think I didn’t ask you.”

“You did, actually, and they were okay. Aced Biology, like always, but Math was so hard. Even with your help, I felt like it was way harder than what we learned.” She’s now on top of him and is playing with his hair with one hand while biting her thumb with the other. That nervous tick she has is one of his favorite things, how she does it unconsciously, without even noticing she’s doing it.

He gently removes her thumb from her mouth and places his hand in hers, like he always does. “I’m sure it went okay, you’re smart, you have a bigger brain capacity than me, right?”

He shoots a challenging smile, giggling his eyebrows up and down, teasing her. She growls, rolling her eyes, and pulling softly the back of his hair, which makes his eyes go dark at the same time a sassy smile appears on her lips. 

***

“Can we please go out?” She’s in the rocking chair in front of the big window, looking at the lights in the street. Her hair is still dumped and she’s wearing Senne’s hoodie, the one from this morning.

It’s pretty late in the afternoon, making it dark outside. They have spent all day fooling around and showering together as he loves. After that, they ate some more, played games, and continued watching the tv show they exclusively watch when they are together. 

“Why? Outside it’s really cold and here inside the house there’s a ton of stuff we can do.”

She knows she is his biggest weakness. Not because he is head over heels for her, that he is, but because he has specifically said it. He didn’t know that saying that out loud, and to her, was going to end up being a weapon she’s able to use against him, along with her puppy eyes.

“Come on, please? I want to see the Christmas lights, they put them up last week and I haven’t seen them yet.”

Making her stand up just to take her place in the chair and sit her on his lap, he whines and says: “Zoë, it’s only 3ºC outside, we are going to catch a cold. Or even worse, covid. Do you know how many people there are on the streets because of the lights?”

Big mistake, he has challenged her. “Okay, first of all, 3ºC it’s not that cold, we can wrap ourselves warm. Second of all, we will wear our masks all the time. And third of all, we’ll go to the more empty streets. There’s a solution for everything, come on.”

He completely forgot the fact that she’s not only way smarter than he is, but she is also so freaking stubborn, and she’s pouting at him, so he knows she’s winning, like always.

“I’ll even buy you a hot chocolate to drink here if you want.” 

“Yeah, deal.”

***

Antwerp is beautiful at Christmas. This year, because covid, there’s no Christmas Market, but the streets are decorated with Christmas trees and a bunch of beautiful lights.

He was right, there are too many people for the fact that there is a pandemic going on, but as Zoë said earlier, they are walking around the less crowded places, and they are wearing their masks, so it is okay.

This global pandemic is now part of their history together. Even though it has brought so much sadness and very difficult times to a lot of people, they kind of have to thank it. 

Having to go on a mandatory lockdown, in his house, alone, made him think a lot more, as he was only and completely with himself. He had another girlfriend at the time, yes, but it was different.

To begin with, it started the wrong way. He and Zoë had just broken up, and he fell into a rabbit hole he didn’t know how to get out. He was deeply sad, almost depressed, and coping the best (worst) he knew: drinking and partying as much as he could, and ‘blocking’ his emotions, transforming himself into a man unable to feel.

Max and Daniel, his friends, tried to help him as best as they knew. First, it was partying with him, then it was trying to make him talk about it, make him bring out all the rage and sadness he had inside, even though it was pretty much useless. And then they tried what it ‘worked’ best: introducing him to girls that could get Zoë out of his mind, and him out of his destruction mode.

And that’s how he meets Nina. A beautiful and sweet girl that was perfect for his fucked up self. Different from Zoë, so he was forced to differentiate them, so easy to talk to that he could forget about everything else and be fun to be with. To be honest, she was the perfect rebound girl.

But then lockdown hit and he was forced to be with his mind and no one else. As cliche, as it sounds, being completely alone, did him so well. He was able to identify his toxic mechanisms, in his past and current relationship, and saw that he indeed needed help, as Zoë proposed in one of the many times they made up before breaking up. It also made him mature a bit more, as he had the time to analyze all his reactions and behaviors and see where, how he needed to work on.

It didn’t go as well as he thought it did, as he had to be honest and come clear to her afterward, but after all the mess he caused, he broke up with Nina and got back together with what he believes it’s the love of his life.

Now that he thinks about it, breaking up did them good. He got time to mature and work on his issues, and she got time to deal with her problems alone and become even stronger and more independent. It was painful, and it took him a long time to understand why, but it was worth it.

“Look! Do you remember?” He was so lost in his thoughts he didn’t realize where they were walking. He has his arm around her shoulders, with their gloves covered, hands intertwined. She was the one leading the way, he was just walking beside her, so it’s a nice surprise to see where they have ended up.

The big Ferris Wheel rises upon them, making memories return to their minds, and butterflies play in his stomach. That wheel means a lot to them, and this specific spot holds so many memories together. On the other side of the river, their first date, even though, till this day, she still refuses to call it a date. Right in front of the wheel, their first kiss. It’s not all happy things, this same place holds the ‘bottle’ fight and the following argument they had. But they were memories still, and bits of their rocky, but a passionate love story.

The fact that they have to wear masks bothers him, cause he would love to kiss her, recreate that mind-blowing first kiss they shared so long ago. But the mask makes him focus on her eyes, what he can see, and it’s amazing how many emotions he can see in hers.

“I love you, Zoë Loockx, so damn much.”

“I love you, too, Senne.”

A day, and especially a moment and a place like this, is worth immortalizing. 

[disastermages]

Hello! Can you do dialogue 4 or 7 with Jiang Yanli? I leave the other person to your choice, but I'd rather it not be Wei Wuxian drunk

4) “How long have you been standing there?” “Longer than you’d like.”

The smell of smoke fills the air and Jiang Yanli panics, gathering her robes in her hands as she runs out into the courtyard. Her first thought is that one of Wei Wuxian’s inventions has gone off the rails again, but when she sees no smoke rising from the direction of his workshop, she can feel no relief.

Were they being attacked? Had something happened in the market? Jiang Yanli pushes through the disciples and servants as they mill about, every single one of them also trying to find the source of the smoke.

The wind shifts as she finally nudges and excuses her way to the front of the crowd, her heart sinking as she watches smoke rise from the windows of the kitchens. What could have happened? She’d only left an hour ago, she hadn’t left the fire still going behind her.

Jiang Yanli takes one last breath of fresh air before she covers her mouth and nose with her sleeve. She wouldn’t be able to drag anyone out of the fire on her own, but she still had to see for herself if there was anyone inside to begin with.

Smoke, gray and heavy, pours out of the door as she slides it open, the worst of it stinging her eyes and making it water.

“You burned them again, Wen Qing! My Shijie can’t eat these!” Jiang Yanli has to blink quickly to even see Wei Wuxian and Wen Qing standing across from each other, the charred remains of… something sitting between them on the work table.

How had neither of them noticed the smoke around them?

“You’re the one who made them spicy enough to cause injury, Wei Wuxian!” Wen Qing argues indignantly, flour dusted across her cheeks and covering her robes as she all but stamped her foot.

It had only been three months since Jiang Yanli’s mother had brought Wen Qing to Lotus Pier to act as her doctor, but by now Jiang Yanli has seen Wen Qing sink to her brother’s level so many times that she can’t even try to stifle her giggle.

Wen Qing whirls around quickly, her eyes wide as she steps back into the table. “Lady Jiang, how long have you been standing there?” Wen Qing looked as though she’d been caught doing something she shouldn’t, Jiang Yanli feels her smile widen.

“Longer than you’d like, Lady Wen.” Jiang Yanli comes further into the kitchen as she speaks, though she leaves the door open behind her, moving around Wei Wuxian and Wen Qing as she opens the windows, trying to encourage the smoke out of the room.

“What were the two of you trying to make?” If they were hungry, Jiang Yanli would cook something for them, especially after the mess they’d made in her kitchen. When she gets no answer Jiang Yanli turns back to look at them, the smile on her face dropping just a little as she catches the end of a whispered conversation.

“I’m not hungry!” Wei Wuxian says quickly, folding his arms behind his back and smiling as he walks backwards towards the door, “I think I hear Jiang Cheng calling me anyways!” Wen Qing is looking at her brother as if she were thinking about throttling him.

She doesn’t get the chance before he runs off and leaves the two of them alone.

“I apologize for the mess, Lady Jiang,” Wen Qing says quietly, holding onto one hand’s wrist with the other, her mouth pressed into a fine line, “Wei Wuxian told me these buns were your favorite, and I thought I should try and make them as a way of thanking you for allowing myself and A-Ning to stay here.”

“There’s no need for apologies or thanks.” Jiang Yanli says, just a shade too quickly as she comes to stand across from Wen Qing, her eyes landing on countless attempts of lotus seed buns. Some of them are still smoking as they lay on the table and Jiang Yanli distantly wonders if she should wait to dispose of them, or if she should throw them into the lake and hope they don’t poison the fish.

“I enjoy having Lady Wen in Lotus Pier.” Jiang Yanli confesses softly, picking up a dirtied wooden spoon and nudging at one of the cooler buns, she can’t help but smile again as Wen Qing winces. “Though I think I’ll have to advise the cooks to limit your time in the kitchen.” She could smooth down most ruffled feathers after this, the cooks were used to Wei Wuxian’s attempts by now, the worst they might do is require Jiang Yanli to accompany Wen Qing the same way.

“A-Ning is the better cook between the two of us.” Wen Qing answers, kicking another impossibly burned bun under the table when she thinks Jiang Yanli isn’t looking. “He offered to make them himself, but I insisted.” Wen Qing looks away as she speaks, though her eyes flicker back and forth between Jiang Yanli’s face and the floor. “I had hoped to be able to prepare something for Lady Jiang, rather than allowing her to prepare something for me.”

Jiang Yanli watches and almost laughs again as Wen Qing speaks as though she were telling Jiang Yanli the results of one of their check ups, her voice dipping into something clinical, but her eyes betray her.

“Lady Wen should know that A-Xian is a terrible cook.” Jiang Yanli finally laughs, letting herself be the first one to move across the table, they would still have to clean up the mess and dust some of the flour off of Wen Qing’s robes, but something quiet and warm has settled into Jiang Yanli’s chest. “Even A-Cheng is better at cooking than he is, but I can show you how to make lotus seed buns, if you like.”

There’s hardly an inch left between them, but Jiang Yanli still holds herself back. If Wen Qing didn’t want this, she wouldn’t force her.

“I would like that very much, Lady Jiang.” Wen Qing finally answers, ducking her head quickly.

Butterflies flutter in Jiang Yanli’s stomach, but she can only nod, allowing her own eyes to drop down to the floor before she takes Wen Qing’s wrist in her hand.

“We need to clean you off first.”

[sterekshaven]

For the prompt generator thingy: A 9 - B 4 - C 5

Thank you for the prompt! When I saw “cabin”, all I could think of was the fic I wrote for another prompt from this generator, Summer cabin, so I wrote sort of a continuation to that one. It’s not necessary to have read Summer cabin to understand this, though it does give a little bit more context (and they’re very fluffy and happy in it, it’s nice, if I may say so myself). I hope you enjoy this! ♥♥♥ (A 9, B 4, and C 5 means playing with hair, in a cabin, as a distraction on this Prompt Generator)

Relax ao3 793 words | Gen characters: Stiles, Derek tags: Established Relationship, Fluff, Derek Deserves Nice Things

Even after nearly two years together, Derek sometimes got a little too eager to do good, to be good. The summer cabin they had gotten was supposed to be relaxing, just for them to be happy in, and it was, it really was. Most of the time. There were things that needed fixing, a lot of them, but they had plenty of time, there was no reason to hurry. The important thing had always been that they would get to relax and be happy together while still having something to do, since both of them had a hard time being too still, too idle.

But by the end of just their first week there, Stiles had had to physically get in the way of Derek to stop him from working too much a couple of times.

“I’m almost done,” Derek said, pleadingly, the first time it happened.

“I know,” Stiles said softly, taking his dirty hands, “and it’ll be almost done tomorrow too.”

Derek closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then he looked at Stiles, his eyes big. “Okay.” He nodded. “Yeah. Okay. Are you sure? I could just finish-”

“I’m sure,” Stiles interrupted. “We’re supposed to relax and be happy. Would it make you more relaxed and happy finishing it today? We still have plenty of time, but if you need to do it now, I won’t stop you.”

Derek looked at the outside of the cabin, at how much he had scrubbed clean. They would be able to start painting the next day, he really was almost finished.

“No, it can wait,” he said, and Stiles nodded and wrapped his arms around him, ignoring old flaked paint and spiderwebs and leaves clinging to his clothes.

“Okay. Dinner is prepared, wanna go to the lake before we cook?”

Derek smiled. From what Stiles had learned, he’d always want to go to the lake first. (Stiles loved it, especially the times he shifted to his full wolf form and played, it was so amazing to see that side of him.)

-

Stiles talked to Derek about it too, when they weren’t working on anything, made sure that they were in agreement, that he wasn’t stopping Derek from enjoying himself, but Derek quietly admitted that it was sometimes hard to stop, that he irrationally feared that he wouldn’t be enough if he stopped, that he hadn’t done enough. Stiles firmly told him that he would always be enough, that he would always love him, and that all he wanted was for Derek to be happy.

It helped, but it was never long until he had to stop Derek again. He quickly learned how to, distraction was the best way, give him some other thing to fix, some other way to make Stiles happy, and he’d readily leave whatever it was he was doing. It was what it was. It was a work in progress, and they were both learning as they went.

During their time together - pre cabin - Stiles had learned that he more or less could put Derek to sleep by playing with his hair, scratching his scalp just right, and whenever he could, he used that as distraction. Derek was crouched down by the flower bed, weeding, and Stiles walked up to him and put his hands in his hair, Derek was oiling the garden furniture, and Stiles started to scratch his scalp, whenever Derek was doing something that could be paused and Stiles could reach his hair, he started to play with it, and Derek would slowly slow down.

“You cheat,” he grumbled softly, and Stiles grinned and ran his fingers through his hair.

“You need to relax, cozy.”

Derek put his tools down and leaned his head against Stiles’ stomach. “I am.”

“Attaboy,” Stiles teased softly, and Derek huffed, then growled and lazily snapped his teeth. “You know what I really want?”

“What’s that?” Derek asked.

“To eat and shower, and then sit in the living room, in our cozy little loveseat, and hold you and start some movie that I won’t watch because I’ll be looking at you,” Stiles said, and Derek’s soft little chuckle warmed him to the core.

“Then let’s go wash up, so we can get dinner going,” Derek said.

-

An hour later, Derek started a movie for them, then he leaned back against Stiles’ chest, into his waiting arms. He sighed contentedly when Stiles hugged him, then groaned softly when Stiles’ hands found their way to his hair. Stiles smiled, Derek would be putty in his arms, and it was the best feeling in the world, to have him so relaxed and so trusting. He pressed a kiss to Derek’s head.

“Love you,” he said softly.

“Love you too,” Derek said, just as softly.

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Gavin’s Birthday 2020

Around the World Challenge

So, this is the fic I’m THE most excited to post for this month, and I really hope you all like it as much as I loved writing it. 

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Blinking your eyes blearily, you nuzzled into the warm embrace encompassing around your figure. The strong chest against your back, and the arms protecting you even in the depths of his slumber. You smiled, and gently and slowly tried to shuffle your way out of your husband’s embrace, lifting his arm inch by inch and you breathe a sigh in relief at the sound of his steady breathing. As you were about to place your foot on the floor of the room, you were suddenly pulled back onto the bed, letting out a yelp in surprise as you landed back in the arms you had just spent so long trying to escape from.  

“Gavin!” you called, giggling as Gavin sleepily nuzzled his nose into your hair.

“It’s too early.” his voice was still husky from sleep, and you shivered as his voice rolled down your spine.

“Come on, Gavin, I thought you wanted to get there early.” you lifted his left hand placing a few soft kisses atop his shining silver wedding band adorning his ring finger.

“Yeah, but I didn’t think it’d be this early.” he pushed his face into the crook of your neck, his lips brushing butterfly kisses along the length of it.

“If you let me go, not only can I make breakfast for us, but I can also make lunch for us too.” you turned your head, nose bumping against his.

Gavin sighed, as if you had told him to carry the weight of the sky, before kissing your temple, “Why did I marry a producer who insists on doing set visits personally?” he sighed, letting go of you reluctantly.

You spun around cheekily winking at him, as the shirt of his you wore to sleep, brushed against your thighs as you danced you way into the bathroom to get ready. As the shower was heard running, Gavin brushed his hand through his brown tresses waiting until he heard it shut off again signifying you had finished,  his actions only accomplishing to further the appearance of his bedhead, as he joined you in the bathroom to brush his teeth. Once you both were finished, you left to get dressed and Gavin showered, allowing the warm water to wash away the last bits of sleep from his demeanour. He threw on his clothes, and whilst he towel dried his hair, making it stick up in various directions, he heard you knock on the door and he opened it to let you in to complete your skincare routine. He watched as you laughed whilst patting you moisturiser into your skin, and after raising his eyebrow in question, you reached and pulled out a brush and handed it to him pointing at his hair.

“Might want to fix that before we set out.” you rose unto your tip-toes and kissed his cheek before walking out of the bathroom and heading downstairs to start cooking.

This wasn’t the first time you had done an international shoot, in fact as your company had flourished in the last few years, even surpassing the level it was at when your father was in charge, you and your team had been to various worldwide locations to shoot and worked with a multitude of actors. However, Gavin knew how special this project was to you, you had always loved any form of historical drama regardless of the culture it was made to reflect, so when your team was given the opportunity to film a perfume commercial that was meant to embody the regency era of England, you jumped at it. Gavin smiled, remembering how you were so excited for the project that you had come to the precinct on his lunchbreak, not even being able to wait until you got home, and thrown yourself into his arms babbling about how excited you were. When you had blinked your bright eyes up at him, the lights in them sparkling as you asked him to accompany you on the set visit, how could he say no?

So here you both were, in a rented holiday home in the Lake District about to visit an old estate for the purpose of work. And Gavin would be lying if he said he didn’t enjoy opportunity of having a spontaneous adventure with you. He had mentioned to you that way back in his family history there had been a couple of members of the Bai family that had been living in England around this time, but they were only very distantly related to him, their only connection being their shared last name, so at your curious expression he could only fold and apologise for not knowing too much about them. You had taken it into your stride and shrugged saying you didn’t expect him to know everything, but it was interesting that he had some connections to the distant land.

By the time Gavin had got himself sorted and ready, you were placing breakfast on the table, and had started to prepare a small picnic for lunch. Joining you at the table, Gavin sat and listened as you told him about the estate in terms of architecture and the gardens and land surrounding it, but you paused at one point, voicing something you found strange out to your husband.

“You know, they weren’t initially going to let us film?” you told him, as you sipped your tea.

“Really?” Gavin paused, tilting his head in indication for you to continue.

“Yeah, strangest thing is... they only agreed when they heard my name.” You said scrunching your nose.

“Your name?”

“I know, real strange isn’t it? Maybe my Dad had more connections internationally than I thought.” you left it at that, standing up and shrugging your shoulders, collecting the dishes and moving to the sink. However, in contrast to your blasé attitude, Gavin felt a strange feeling in his chest, like a longing for memories he didn’t even know he had lost. Shaking his head, he put it from his mind and stood to help you finish with your preparations.

In the car, as the two of you reached the gated entrance of the estate, both of you felt a sense of familiarity creeping through you, that only got stronger as you parked the car and walked the stone stairs up to the large solid oak door. As Gavin raised his hand to the handle of the door, he paused as you laid your hand atop his and he turned his head to hear what you had to say.

“Gavin?” you whispered, “am I crazy if I tell you that this place gives me the same feeling as our home?” you look troubled, and Gavin, pushing aside his own strange feelings for this place, raised his other hand and caressed the back of your head, pulling you close so he could kiss your forehead gently.

“You’ll never seem crazy to me.” and with that you both entered the house.

The caretaker of the house, met you both excitedly, stopping to gasp slightly at the sight of the two of you, in the entryway and ran through the itinerary of the day. He would take you through the grounds, gardens and ground floor for the duration of the morning, and then you all would make your way to the second and third floors in the afternoon after a break for lunch. You nodded, your figure almost bouncing in excitement, and Gavin kept his arm around your waist, as if worried if you would run off if he let go, whilst he carefully looked around the house. This place just made he feel off, and he didn’t like it, but until he could tell why he was happy to follow you around.

The caretaker walked you around the garden talking about the various families that had graced his walls but after running up to present day, he asked if you would like to know more about what they call the estate’s ‘greatest love story’. Gavin, didn’t care too much for it, but you, being an absolute sucker for a good romance story, agreed immediately, and Gavin could see the wheels turning in your head as you wondered if you could use the story as the premise for the commercial. The caretaker got a strange gleam in his eye at how excited you were to hear the story, and Gavin’s brows only furrowed further.

“Well, let me see if I remember correctly,” Gavin rolled his eyes at how this man stalled the story just to keep you captivated as you all walked through the orangries, “The estate had stood empty for several years, then the King at the time gifted it to the General, a man who had been treated poorly by his family and had entered the army to break away from the abuse and neglect from his father.”

Gavin’s steps faltered, feeling empathy for the man who had a life so closely related to his less than stellar childhood. You looked up at him, leaning into his embrace to providing him with a sense of comfort and the caretaker continued,

“He had been in love with the only daughter of a simple gentleman farmer, since his was a child, however the only way he could marry her was to negotiate her father, effectively forcing her into marriage.”

“How sad!” you gasped, feeling the same anguish the girl would have felt, however, you thought your feelings were simply arisen from empathy.

“Don’t worry Miss.” the caretaker placated you as you entered the rose garden, “The general’s doted on his young wife greatly, making sure her favourite foods were served at meals, allowing her the freedom to persue any hobbies she took a fancy to, he even planted this rose garden for her, which is in direct view of the master and mistress’ chambers. The girl in fact had been in love with the general since childhood as well, but due to social etiquette of the day, they were unable to voice their feelings.” your eyes shined at the mutual pining from both parties, and even Gavin couldn’t help but become invested in the tale.

“So, when did they finally confess?” the question unexpectantly came from Gavin, as you all walked in the ground floor, and the caretaker paused the story to tell you about the rooms you were walking through, only answering Gavin’s question when you were all back in the entryway, at the foot of the grand stairs.

“Ah, well interestingly enough, from the accounts we’ve read, what caused them to finally confess was the lady tried to ride a horse and broke her foot. Well, I’ll see you both in an hour, feel free to sit anywhere in the gardens you please.”

The answer given by the caretaker was like a lightning bolt to you and Gavin, somehow the words “broke her foot” set off a storm of emotions in the two of you. As you both went back to the rose garden and sat on the grass, silence stretched between the two of you as you dwelled on those words, both eating lunch complacently. For you, you felt a phantom throbbing in your ankle, you felt a wave of anguish wash over you and brief flashes of a grand room, a view from the window, a man reading aloud from your bedside, dresses and furniture around the floor, tears obscuring your vision, all filled your mind. However, the face of the man, was blurry, but you felt you should know him, like you had seen it so many times before. Gavin was having a similar mental trip, however his memories were a little different,what he saw was, a black stallion being petted by a lady in period clothing, her face fuzzy and unrecognisable, himself slamming a door open hearing pictures rattle in their frames, sitting on the floor with the unknown lady staring at the sky, fear at seeing her throw clothes into a trunk chaos around her and a kiss like the floodgates opening. Like with you and the unknown man, Gavin felt like he knew the lady, like he would know her anywhere, like she was someone he couldn’t forget. Your soft voice broke the silence eventually.

“I’m glad they finally told each other their feelings.” you voice was barely above a whisper, almost lost in the summer breeze. “This garden is beautiful; it really shows his feelings.”

“Yeah, he must have really loved her.” Gavin agreed with you, and after looking at you and seeing the emotional turmoil you felt he opened his arms and you crawled into them.  

You sat between his legs as they bracketed your figure, and wrapped your arms around his neck, resting your ear atop his chest right where his heart was. Listening to his steady heartbeat, you focused in on it allowing the steady thrum to calm your nerves. Gavin simply say, arms wrapped around your frame, one hand on the small of your back and the other in your hair, caressing the back of it, allowing you to calm down in your own time, your presence also helping to calm him down and ground him as well. As the sunlight warmed your entwined figures, the gentle summer breeze allowing the fragrance of the roses to dance around you.

After lunch the two of you made your way back to the house, fingers interlaced tightly as you both walked back to the house. Entering the house, you both made your way up the stairs, to the third floor. The caretaker was waiting for you at the top, and as he guided you through the nurseries and attic rooms, he spoke no more about the tale of the general and his love, and only offered you basic information on the furniture and paintings that adorn the ornate rooms. The second floor was primarily the guest wing and the family wing, connected by the family portrait gallery. Each of the guest room and sitting rooms, featured a pastel palette, the furniture pieces light and bright as to not overpower the room, and you took pictures on your phone to send back to the company so that you and your team could use them to create a moodboard. Once back at the stairs the caretaker stopped, and whilst smiling invited you and Gavin to walk the rest of the gallery and the family wing by yourselves. You thought it was strange, but the house was so interesting to you that the opportunity to walk through the house at your own pace. You and Gavin walked through the portrait gallery towards the family wing, taking note of the families shown on the wall, and you squeezed his hand excitedly reading one of the name plaques.

“Gavin, look!” You drew him closer to one of the pictures, “It says Bai, it’s your family!” Gavin nodded and squinted at the features that vaguely represented his own.

You and Gavin paid closer to the next set of paintings until the final one made you both stopped. Gavin’s eyes widened and your breath hitched, there encapsulated in the medium of oil painting, was two figures that looked exactly like you and Gavin in period clothing. Gavin stood behind you in his military clothing, and you were sitting just in front of him, the look shown between the two could only be described as pure and unfailing love. You noticed there was a larger plaque under this portrait, and you drew closer to read it, once you realised what it said, you turned to Gavin with tears shining in your eyes. His eyes filled with worry and he brought you into his embrace rubbing your back in soothing circles.

“Love, what did it say?” he drew back so he could see your face.

You sniffed, and Gavin’s hand cradled your face, his thumb brushing away the stray tears, “It has our names, General Gavin Bai and his loving wife (Y/N) Bai...”

“What’s written in the information panel beside it?” he prompted carefully.

Your voice dropped to a whisper, “It says that the promise these two made in on their favourite place, the shared balcony in the master and mistress’ chamber. Gavin do you think that’s us, in our past life?”  

“If it is, then we fulfilled that promise.” Gavin kissed the crown of your head, and then he took your hand and in a role reversal, he was the one leading you towards the master’s and mistress’ chambers.

The mistress’ chamber was full of light colours and golden gilded edges, the room making you sigh as you felt a sense of familiarity. You itched to reach out and glide your fingers atop the oak tables, and the edges of the furniture. But the red corded ropes, prevented you from advancing towards them, and Gavin squeezed your hand in understanding. As you both passed through the connecting door, you noticed the difference between the two, where the mistress’ chambers were light, the master’s chambers were darker, full of darker tones and the only thing that tied the rooms together apart from the shared balcony, was the golden gilded edges of the furniture. You and Gavin passed through the room, knowing that the furniture may not still be the original that was their when you both were living there in your past lives.  

Then you reached the balcony, stepping out onto the balcony, you both felt the summer breeze wash the scent of the rose garden onto the balcony. You walked forwards, letting go of Gavin’s hand and running your hand across the stone railing. Coming to a stop as your hand hit the cold sensation of a metal plaque. You waved Gavin over and when he reached you, you both leaned down to read the panel.

“In every lifetime, I will find my way back, to love and protect you forever.” you both spoke slowly.

“Gavin...” the emotions welled up inside you and you traced your initials reverently, and then threw your arms around Gavin’s waist, nuzzling your nose into his strong chest, breathing in his scent, and being so thankful for the man by your side, “We kept our promise, didn’t we?” you looked up at him, eyes shining brightly.

“Yeah, we did.” Gavin spoke, voice was thick with emotion, and then leaned his head down, and the two of you shared a love-filled kiss, in front of the rose garden, unknowingly copying a pose the two of you had shared countless times in your past lives.