[2:00 AM] You’re Still Awake, Fingers Clacking Away At Your Laptop As You’re Seated Your Kitchen

In Time of Crisis [Spencer Reid]

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note - hey, guys! this was another request, i hope i did well! (ps my requests are closed for now)

summary - you get injured while working a case and spencer then confesses how he feels about you.

warnings - cursing, mild violence

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*gif isn’t mine*

“Haha, suck it, Reid!” You exclaimed and set the plastic guitar down.

“Yeah, whatever. I’ll beat you next time,” he muttered.

You smiled and turned off the tv. You and Spencer were in a break room playing Guitar Hero. You had taken the liberty of getting games for this break room so you and the team could chill out between cases. It was one of the first things you did when you joined the team, and after, the team immediately loved you. You were the person who made them all laugh and realize to think positive in the darkest of cases. And right now, you had just beaten your best friend, and crush since you got there, Spencer Reid.

You had liked him the minute you saw him. His hair was long and curly and he was so nice to you. His voice was like music to your ears, too. And his smile was warm and friendly. He was so awkward, which made you feel better since you were, too. But, soon, you two became attached to the hip. You kind of regretted not telling him your feelings in the beginning because now, you were sure you didn’t have a chance. He only liked you as a friend now and any romantic feelings he may have had probably disappeared.

You sat down on a couch when Hotch knocked on the door. “Hey, new case.”

You sighed and got up. You followed Spencer out to the conference room. 

“What do we got today?” You asked and sat down at the table. “Bank robbers turned murderers,” JJ said, distributing the files.

You took one and sighed when you saw all the victims. They were all beat up and shot. The case file said they were all shot five times, all of them in the heart. 

“God, this is morbid,” you grimaced. “No different from what we usually see,” Derek snickered. 

“Hm, yeah. But I’ve only been here for a couple of months, you’ve been here for 1,000 years,” you smirked. “Ha-ha. You’re funny, babe,” Derek said. You smiled in triumph and JJ started to give the details.

“So, as you know, there has been a series of bank robberies, but they’ve turned into killings. The thieves go into the bank, but don’t take the money. Instead, they take the customers and they end up dead in the span of 2-3 days,” JJ explained.

“Who would want bank customers?” Emily asked. 

“Who knows? It’s pretty random, though,” Rossi said. Spencer inhaled, ready to speak. “It probably isn’t random since there are 3 victims in the same bank. Maybe the un-sub knows the people. The victims are rich and maybe the un-subs are jealous of them.”

“Well, we have a security tape,” JJ said. She pressed play on the tv. 

You all watched as two men with black ski-masks came into the building. They took one man who was exchanging money. They left everyone alone and took the man. Then the tape stopped. 

“Wow, that was the most PG kidnapping I’ve ever seen,” Emily said. You nodded in agreement. “The man didn’t even hesitate to go with them.”

“Probably thought that if he did what was told then he would come out of it alive,” Derek said. “But that just validates Reid’s theory.”

“Hey, can we call Pen?” You asked. The team nodded and soon got Garcia on the computer.

“What’s up, buttercup?” Pen asked. “Nothin’ much, girlfriend. I do have some names for you and questions,” you said. 

“Lay ‘em on me.”

“So, can you search up the names Robert Morrison, Lucas Ringwald, and Bryan Collins? For all of them, search up for me if they had any colleagues or friends that were less wealthy?” You asked.

“On it, sugar. Garcia out.” The call ended. 

“Okay, Morgan, Reid, and L/n - you all go down to the crime scene. See if you can find any other clues to who the un-subs may be,” Hotch said.

You nodded and walked out of the conference room. You grabbed the van keys from your desk - all of you had a pair - and walked out of the building. You got in the van and Derek and Spencer followed you. 

“What do you think we’ll find there?” You asked while driving. “Not sure. If there are any witnesses we could maybe interview them. And hey, maybe the un-subs are there,” Derek said. 

“I’ll go ahead and look for any clues. You and Spencer can interview people,” you said.

“Why do we get the annoying part?” Spencer asked. “’Cause I’m cooler than you guys,” you smirked. 

Spencer let out a soft chuckle. “You’re right on that one.”

You three arrived at the bank and went inside. You all introduced yourselves and then went to your posts. You went around the building, taking note of everything you saw. You went behind the clerk’s desks. You noticed something off and called Spencer.

“Hey, I think I have something,” you said. “Okay, you’re on speaker phone. What is it?” Spencer asked.

“So, there are trigger alarms on under each of the clerk’s desks for an emergency. All of the wires have been cut,” you explained. You went under the last desk and gasped. “But this one hasn’t been cut.”

“Are you saying that there is a possibility that one of the un-subs work here?” You heard Derek say. 

“Possibly. Ask the company owner who works at this desk and then get Pen to search him up,” you said.

“On it. Good work, Y/n,” Spencer said. You smiled and then hung up. 

You did some more searching and then you and the guys went back to the van. 

“Did you ask Pen?” You asked.

“Yep. She’ll give us the info when we get back,” Derek said. You nodded and drove quickly back. You all went into the conference room. Hotch, Rossi, and Prentiss had profiles on both the un-subs and filled you in. Then, Pen called you. You answered it and put her on speaker phone.

“You guys are going to love me,” Pen said. “We already do, but go ahead,” you chuckled. 

“Right, well, the guy’s desk is named Ronald Dolher,” Pen said. “He’s a 40 year old, white male. He has worked at the bank for 10 years, but before that, he was friends and business partners with two of the victims.”

“So, revenge is the answer?” Hotch asked.

“Apparently so,” you snickered.

“Do you have his address?” Hotch asked. “Yep. 13592 Reclaim Lane,” Pen replied.

“Thanks, Garcia. We’ll call you if we need anything else,” Hotch said.

“Roger that,” Pen said and hung up.

“Let’s get everyone to his house. JJ you talk to the press and Reid and Y/n, you stay here. Watch the tape again, see if you find anything. Call us if you find anything,” Hotch said.

You nodded and everyone left. Derek whispered something in Spencer’s ear which made him blush. You wanted to ask what it was but you didn’t. It wasn’t the time.

You and Spencer played the tape a bunch of times, making different notes and talking about them each time it played.

“So, they’re all happening between 12pm and 1 30pm, which is a usual lunch window for an office worker. So maybe our un-subs think that’s when their victim will be there.” You say, noticing screenshots of the CCTV footage

“Hm, that is a good theory. Wait, Y/n. Has that desk been empty the whole time?” Spencer asked, pointing at the laptop screen.

Your eyes widened. “Oh, god. It’s definitely him. Let’s call Hotch.”

You both called Hotch and explained what you found.

“Good work, guys,” Hotch said. “Get down here now, then.”

“Got it,” you said and got up. “Ready, Spence?” You asked.

Spencer nodded. You noticed his eyes linger on you.

Little did you know, Spencer had a crush on you, too. Ever since you joined the team, he’s been happier and more relaxed. He also thought you were beautiful and smarter than him in a way. You were also his best friend and trusted you, which he felt was hard to do these days. Yet, he didn’t think you liked him. He never did. You were so different than him, he couldn’t imagine you liking a nerd.

“Spence, you okay?” You asked.

Spence broke from him day dream. “Uh- yeah, I’m fine. Let’s go,” he said while blushing.

You nodded and went to the van. Spencer drove this time. You two arrived at the bank. You both put on your FBI vests and got your guns and ran in. You saw your team pointing guns at two men.

“Put the guns down!” Emily shouted. One of the un-subs started to run out the door while the other started shooting up the place.

You took the liberty of chasing after him. “FBI! Freeze!” You yelled.

Your legs were burning but you kept going. You couldn’t let him get away. Yet, you were suddenly stuck in an alley and you couldn’t see the un-sub.

“Come out, coward!” You shouted.

Suddenly a shot was fired and you felt blood spouting out from your chest. You then turned around and before you fell, you fired your gun and the un-sub fell with you.

“Medic! I need a medic! Agent down!” You said into the mic into your wrist.

Suddenly you blacked out.

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You woke up to bright lights and beeping. You groaned and put your arm up to sheild your eyes. You breathed in and whimpered when you felt a sting in your chest. Memories came flooding back to you and you realized you got shot and now you were in the hospital.

“Ah! You’re awake!”

You turned your head to see the doctor.

“Hi,” you sqeaked.

“How are you feeling?” She asked. “Like I got shot,” you chuckled.

The doctor smiled and came to you. “Any pain?”

“Yeah, like right under my breast,” you said. “That’s where you got shot. You’re very lucky, you lost a lot of blood. You could’ve died,” she said.

You nodded, “Where are my friends?”

“Outside. Would you like to see them?”

You nodded and she left. Soon, everyone arrived. Emily and Penelope ran to you, their eyes puffy and red. JJ smiled and went over to hug you. Hotch and Derek asked if you were okay, and Rossi told you how brave you were. Spencer was the last one to see you. He looked as if he were crying like Penelope and Emily.

“Hey,” he smiled. “Hi,” you mumbled.

“How’re you feeling?”

“Do I have to answer again?” You whined. Spencer chuckled, “I guess not.”

Then, Derek and Hotch pulled him back.

“Ask her already man.“ Derek said. Spencer furrowed his brows, “What?”

“We know, Reid,” Hotch said. “You can date her, don’t worry.”

Spencer smiled. “Really?”

The two men nodded. Spencer went back over to you and everyone shuffled out of the room.

“Is he finally doing it?” Penelope asked. “I hope,” Derek sighed, looking at the two of you.

“You owe me $50 if they kiss,” Emily said to Rossi. Rossi shook his head, getting out the money. They all then turned to you.

“Hey, you didn’t get shot and you look sadder than me,” you half-joked. You winced as you laughed.

“Can I sit on the bed?” Spencer asked.

You nodded and shifted.

“And no, it’s not that,” he said.

“Then what is it?” You asked.

“Can I ask you something, Y/N?” Spencer said.

“I won guitar hero whether you like it or not sunshine.“ You smile

“No. It’s not that, either,” he chuckled.

“Oh. Well, go ahead,” you said.

“When we found you, I was terrified. I was so scared you were about to die. M-my best friend,” he said. You smiled softly and put your hand on his.

His hand started sweating and his heart starting racing. He didn’t like touching usually, but with you he melted immediately.

“And I know doing this job is risky and I don’t know if there’s ever going to be a good time so say this,” Spencer said. He took a deep, shaky breath.

“You can tell me anything, it’s okay,” you smiled.

“You are my best friend, but I want to be more to you. I’ve liked you ever since I met you and I think you’re the one for me. We fit so well together. You are so beautiful and funny and smart, even smarter than me. I just… I want you to be my girlfriend so bad,” he said.

You blinked and your jaw dropped. “Wh-what?” You weren’t sure you were hearing him right.

“It’s okay if you don’t like me, I just thought-”

You gasped and waved your hands to shush him. “No! No! I like you, too. A lot. You’re just so adorable and I love the way you babble and spit facts. And, ugh, you’re so smart it’s such a turn on. I would love to be your girlfriend,” you gushed.

Spencer’s worried eyes suddenly shined with happiness. “Really?”

“Yes!” You giggled. Spencer leaned in and kissed you.

Your arm that wasn’t hooked up to an IV went on his neck. You settled your fingers in his hair and he put his hand gently on your waist. His lips tasted like chocolate pudding. They were soft and warm, you felt like you were kissing a pillow.

“Hey, what’s wrong!” You heard your doctor come in. You pulled away, “Oh, sorry.”

Your doctor smiled, “Your heart rate went up so fast, we thought you were dying. You are okay right?”

You nodded and she walked out. You turned to Spencer and giggled.

“Can I take you out once you’re discharged?” Spencer asked.

“Totally,” you grinned.

Tease - Enoch O'Connor imagine - request 

request: Omg can you do a teasing Enoch headcanon? Or a slightly dirty one? You don’t have to if you don’t want to of course but I’m just curious 😂

YES!!!!!!!

a/n: this is the storyline/thing i thought of so here it goes ehfjhfgu i hope you like it. i tried to make it dirty or whatever you call it, but idk if it worked ://// and i’m going to sleep now bye :) hope you liek disss

“y/n, do you want to play ball with us?” millard called out. i turned around, my skirt whirling around me along with my hair.

“uh… what kind? like football or…?” i ask.

“yeah, like football.” hugh replied. “i mean, if your skirt won’t bother you.”

i paused. my skirt. i shouldn’t play football while wearing a skirt that only reached a little over my mid thigh. but i’m too lazy to go change. i really want to spend time with my semi-new friends.

ugh, let’s just not care and not jump too much. not like anyone ever pays attention to me wearing skirts. i’ll play.

“yes, sure.” i said after thinking through it. “my skirt absolutely won’t be a bother, don’t worry.”

i walked through the garden with hugh and millard and horace - who was supposedly the judge or something. we divided into two teams, but mine needed one more person. since enoch - my grumpy best friend - didn’t want to, i took bronwyn.

enoch sat under a tree while we played, he said he’d help horace with judging (a/n: lol i hate how this sounds but sfhsjdfhsdjf dying) - i didn’t think there would be needed any help.

we played a few rounds, me and bronwyn won three times while hugh and millard won two times. it was fun, playing with them. hugh cheated a few times, but it didn’t change much in the scores. all the while, i was just being a sore loser at football - i couldn’t play at all, i’m horrible at football.

i fell over, tumbled and there were only two times out of a possible infinity of my skirt flying only slightly up. but luckily, nobody saw that from behind, and we only laughed it off with the others. all except for enoch, who held an even more serious look on his face - if that was possible. he was always deadly serious and annoyed.

“i can’t anymore, sorry boys.” i said, holding my stomach as i tried to catch my breath from all the running and kicking.

“please y/n, just one more round!” millard whined, hugh joining after,

“i really can’t.” i said, shaking my head with a tired smile. “i’m going inside to rest a little.” i spoke and turned around to go to the house. after a few steps, i heard enoch say:

“i’ll come, too.” in a rushed voice. i looked around my shoulder and he was already catching up with me. i looked at him with furrowed eyebrows. “i need to talk to you. in my room. alone.” he said, taking my arm in a slightly firm grip.

“okay…” i said.

with enoch holding my arm, we walked into the house and walked up the stairs to his room, which basically was also mine. for i spent the half of my time in there, with him.

enoch pulled me inside, shut the door and pushed me up against it. “what do you think you were doing back there?” he growled with his face so close to mine i could hear his breath on my nose.

i furrowed my eyebrows at his question. “what?”

enoch did his iconic groan and pushed me harder against the door, earning a soft yelp from me. one of his hand was on my hip. what was happening!!

“playing the game, with your skirt flying around.” enoch said. oh, SHIT! “couldn’t take my eyes off of you. and it felt so annoying to just watch you, knowing there were so many more things i could do.”

“w-what things?” i stuttered. he was really giving me major confusion right now, what was he talking about?! “what do you mean? i don’t understand what’s going.”

he chuckled, looking away. after a short moment, his eyes locked with mine again. “how can you be so clueless about your own behaviour? you were teasing me, y/n. and i do not like that.”

“teasing?” i repeated.

“oh, for bird’s sake.” he rolled his eyes.

“uh… what are you going to do about it?” i asked, ignoring his comment. enoch grinned.

his hand traced up my side, giving me ultimate shivers all over my body. this touch felt so surreal, unknown. nobody had ever held me like this. his eyes were intently watching mine as i was looking back into his orbs, waiting for something to happen.

enoch’s eyes diverted from mine when he lowered his head and slowly put his lips on mine. when our lips met, it felt hungry, lustful, dangerous? was he kissing me? is this what kissing felt like? why was he doing this? we’re best friends!

oh, but it felt so wonderful. it was my first time… doing this, i didn’t even know what to do.

enoch pulled back and looked at me watching him. why did he do that?! that felt so… yes!!!

his eyes held regret and disappointment. oh, no, no.

i put my arms around his neck, hesitantly, and pulled him closer before he could go anywhere.

“c-could you… do that… again, please?” i asked quietly. enoch’s facial expression immediately changed and he grinned. instead of answering, he dove down and connected our lips again.

bliss, utter bliss.

i would have never imagined us kissing, but this - i bet - was better than any fantasy.

i gained my courage and finally kissed him back. he smiled into the kiss and pulled me closer by my hips. and then his hand slipped down to my bum, giving it a light squeeze, as if not to scare me off or something. i gasped and it gave the perfect opportunity for him to kiss me deeper - and with tongue.

wow. where did he learn this? how was enoch such a professional? maybe he wasn’t a professional, but to me he absolutely seemed like one.

his lips then disconnected with mine, making a whine come past my lips. but he moved down to my neck to pepper that with kisses. his lips were looking for something and after a few seconds i think he found it. he kissed a spot on my neck and that made me shiver and release a small whine that sounded a little like something else.

“have you any idea what you’re doing to me?” enoch groggily said, looking me into the eyes. i smiled.

what was he doing to me? he was making me feel every type of way, my my…

“can you show me?” i suggested. enoch’s face did an emotional flip and he nodded. his lips then kissed mine again and i kissed back, showing him i felt what he did, whatever it was.

that day totally changed my world.

aware | beomgyu

soulmate au

genre - fluff, angst

words - 3.1k

disclaimer - this concept was not my idea (got it from pintrest or something), also dun come at me, you asked for angst sisses

@lovelycharm05 - you cute and you keep liking my posts so i just wanted to say thank you and i hope you enjoy this :))

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In which the world is black and white until you meet your soulmate.

By the time you were sixteen you’d heard all kinds of stories about love and how beautiful the world in colour was. You knew that plants were tinted green by cell organelles called chloroplasts, which contained a lively substance called chlorophyll, and that the clear, sunny sky was one of the many shades of blue, which people often described as dreamy, while the night sky brought darkness upon earth with its dark hue, filled with bright dots deemed as stars. You liked to link colours to objects, almost like a game you might never know the correct answer to, and you refused to ask your best friend if you were indeed correct - instead you wanted to figure it out by yourself, eventually. It all sounded truly mesmerising - seeing - and you couldn’t help but feel jealous of those who weren’t immersed in a grey scaled world.

You’ve heard it all: the time your mum bumped into your dad’s shoulder and how much more magical their first encounter became in a matter of seconds, or how your best friend didn’t even remember the monotony you lived in because she’d met Jacob at the merry age of 5 at his parents’ wedding; no matter how long had past, you could never forget the stormy evening your aunt broke down in your mother’s arms, soaked by rain and the tears of heartbreak that slipped down her crimson cheeks when she realised her surroundings had turned back to grey, just moments before the dreaded phone call came, announcing the death of your beloved uncle. She hasn’t been the same ever since, the idea of love seemingly unreachable, colour becoming a sheer, distant memory of another. She enjoyed reminding you of her misfortune, in an attempt to lower your expectations and, whilst this seemed idiosyncratic - and maybe even selfish - you chose to look at it positively, remembering her as a caring, broken individual who wanted to save you from the misery she’d been through. She doesn’t smile much anymore but, when she rubs your arm softly, you know she cares.

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Day6 Reaction - First Makeout

Request: Can you please do a reaction to day6 first make out with their s/o? ❤

Sungjin

When he leaned in and your eyes fluttered shut, Sungjin felt like he was in heaven on earth. Then his lips met yours and there was no longer a realm in existence that all the love he had for you could possibly reside. He pulled you closer gently, completely content with the fact that you were now his everything. This time, it was more than just a kiss; it was a confirmation. Finally pulling away, Sungjin looked directly into your eyes, his soul reaching out for yours. He knew that in you, he found a home.

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[ 2:00 PM ] — kang yeosang

yeosang laid his head on your lap, a pillow in his arms as his big, brow eyes looked up at you. you could’ve sworn you saw the entire galaxy in his eyes. he smiled softly, “can you play with my hair?”

you didn’t say anything and tangled your fingers in his hair, light rubbing them into his scalp. yeosang closed his eyes, the tranquility of your fingers lost in his hair sent him to a much deserved nap.

Chan (A.C.E): Disrespect

“When are you ever going to respect me?”

“I thought you loved me.”

“I thought you cared for me.”

“But now I finally have come to the realization that…you never had any real love for me.”

Chan simply blinked at you in amusement at your dramatic rant. He put poor effort in hiding the smirk slithering across his face as you entered you two’s shared bedroom to speak to him about his comeback with his group. After going a year without releasing new music, him and his group members finally returned to the scene. And they weren’t holding back.

And he and the boys clearly must’ve done something good cause you were utterly flabbergasted. Hence why you barged into the room, stomping quite heavily despite your petite frame, and threw your phone down with their music video paused at the part where they did body rolls on the floor. As you went into dramatic actress mode, Chan fought hard to hide his smile as he listened intently to your words. But, he ended up failing due to you being undeniably cute in showing how much you liked their choreography.

“So I’m guessing you like our song and choreo, baby?” Chan asked slowly, a full-blown smile making an appearance on his face.

You huffed and crossed your arms, unknowingly causing Chan’s heart to burst. “And I’m guessing you like to see me in distress?” How you said it was more as an accusation than a question.

Chan snickered, indulging himself in your silly antics. “It’s worth it if it means my girlfriend/boyfriend is being supportive of me and my group.” He peered at you lovingly from under his lashes.

You rolled your eyes before ruffling your man’s fluffy hair. It was freshly-dyed red and you couldn’t help but swoon on the fact that it complemented his skin tone so well.

“Even though my heart feels like it could give out any minute, I am proud of you, baby. I’m proud of you and the boys.”

Chan smiled widely as he took your hand from its place on the top of his head and kissed each knuckle with the utmost adoration. “And I’m proud to have you as my other half, darling.” He made eye contact with you, displaying nothing but sincerity in his chocolate brown eyes.

Although you felt like your well-being was always being challenged by the sensuality that Chan possessed, you couldn’t deny that you loved every bit of it. And, just like Chan, you were just as proud to call him yours.

A/N: In celebration of A.C.E making their comeback with their newest MV for their title track, “Under Cover,” at exactly 11 o’ clock EST, I decided to write this piece. The minute I saw THAT moment where they were on the floor, I just could not NOT write a piece regarding the fact that I am absolutely, undeniably…WRECKED! But I hope you guys support these boys for it has been a MINUTE since they had new music out. They also have a mini album so please buy it and enjoy it. I hope you guys liked this piece I wrote and remain patient as I get back into the swing of things as my chapter in high school comes to a well-awaited close! 💓💓💓💓

Baby, I’m Yours

Finn Wolfhard X Reader 

Requested by @moonlight–dream at some time yesterday and posted at 10:27 pm (eastern standard time “hii, I love your writing and I was wondering if you could write a finn Wolfhard x reader fic with the prompts 37 & 57?? thank you!!’

Summary- You steal Finn’s shirt but he’s okay with it. Generally gonna be super fluffy

Author’s Notes- I wrote this entire thing earlier but it didn’t save my drafts so now I’m rewriting it. hahaha, I hate myself.

Word Count-801

When you finally arose from your sleep, you realized that you were not at home, but you were in Finn’s bed. Now, this wasn’t an uncommon occurrence, but you didn’t even remember falling asleep here. Finn’s arms were wrapped around your waist and your back was pressed against his chest. You were quite comfy but you felt disheveled. 

Slowly, you eased your way out of Finn’s arms and into his bathroom. There you looked into the mirror. You still had makeup on from the previous night. Your hair was messy and huge with the way your curls frizzed up overnight. Your breath tasted like your dinner. 

You decided to start to tame your hair first. You used Finn’s hairbrush to slowly work the knots out of your hair. After your hair was sorted out, you pulled it into a nice sleek ponytail. It looked nice and put together. 

Using tap water, you tried to start rubbing your mascara off but it wouldn’t budge. “Facewash…. where’s his face wash?” you mumbled to yourself, digging around Finn’s cabinets. 

“It’s in the shower honey,” Finn spoke from the doorway. You kind of jumped at his voice, because you weren’t aware that he was there. 

You turned around to look at him and smiled. “Thank you, Finnie,” you said, turning back around to find the soap.

“I’m gonna start breakfast. Any requests love?” Finn asked as he rubbed his eyes. 

“Waffles!” 

“Fuck,” you said. The mass of toothpaste that you were trying to spiT INTO THE SINK, fell onto your shirt. You decided to just take it off and steal one of Finn’s shirts. 

Finn’s closet consisted of sweaters, designer shirts, and like 6 t-shirts. One of the t-shirts stuck out so you chose that one and threw it on over your head. It was a plain gray color with orange and pink writing on the front. It was comfy but a little too big. 

When you made it down to the kitchen, Finn was cooking eggs, while the waffles and bacon were set on the counter. He had even set up the table with the silverware. 

Since you didn’t want to start eating without Finn, you went to go see how the eggs were done. Finn had his little chef apron on and had his hair pushed back and out of his eyes. Coming up behind him, you decided to play with his curls. They were tight and dark. So gorgeous and soft in your hands. Your mind started to wander while you pulled at the strands until you suddenly pulled a little too hard.

“Ow! Honey a little too hard,” Finn said, rubbing the back of his head.

“Oh geez. I’m sorry Finnie,” you spoke out. You really didn’t mean to, but you just kind of zoned out. To make it better you went to go kiss Finn but right when he turned around he stopped before leaning down to kiss you. 

“Is that my shirt, babe?” Finn started to look you up and down. He knew it was his and he knew you looked adorable in his clothes, but he had to poke some fun before admitting that.

“Maybe.,” your eyes started to wander to the floor and your hands grabbed at the hem of the shirt. He loves when you wear his clothes, and you knew that, but you weren’t going to admit that.

Finn pulled you close to his body and kissed your forehead. He started to sway to the music playing in the background, pulling you with him. “It’s okay, Y/N. It looks better on you anyway,” Finn mumbled into your neck. A blush started to crawl onto your face.  

When you went to pull away from Finn, he still kept his arms around you. “No don’t go,” he whined, still trying to sway with you. 

“Finnie I’m gonna make some coffee,” you said, still trying to pull away from him to go grab some mugs.

“Dance with me!” Finn spoke out. He started to turn up the speaker. “Baby, I’m Yours” by the Arctic Monkeys had just started. You couldn’t say no to this song because it was just so cute and upbeat. Eventually, you sighed and reached for his hand. 

Chests pressed together, you started to sway back and forth, harmonizing together. You sang the words an octave higher, while he sang the normal notes.  

At the end of the song, Finn leaned down to kiss you, but right away Buddy Holly started and you pulled away to dance wildly. Finn just sat back and giggled at you. His crazy girlfriend, giggling and dancing like an idiot. He loved you so much.

make some requests yo

VICTON

Y'all better love these perfect boys from now on

but where is the lie?

Ateez Wooyoung as a boyfriend

My uwu boy

He would be the cutest boyfriend

Like he would treat you like a princess

He would always be so gentle with you

Always takes care of you

Doesn’t matter at what time you need him, just tell him and he’s by your side

Always comforts you on your bad days

Never fails to remind you that he absolutely loves and adores you

Tells you that he loves you 10000 times everyday

Calls you either babe or princess

Takes you out quite often

And the dates are always fun with him

Dates like going to the zoo, museums or just walks at the park

Makes you smile and laugh 24/7

Only cuz he loves to see you happy

He compliments you a lot, cuz in his eyes you are perfect

Often thinks that you are too good for him and that he doesn’t deserve you

He is very protective of you

Thats why he gets jealous really easily

Buys you lots of food and plushies so they would remind you of him, when he’s away

When he’s on tour he misses you like a lot

Calls you and texts you any chance he gets

Complains to his members that he misses you all the time

When he comes back he spends all of his time and becomes really clingy

Gives you lots of hugs and kisses

Often thinks about your future together

Now sex with Wooyoung is a whole different world

He is all about your pleasure

Intimate moments are his favorite, cuz that way he feels even closer to you

Tho sex is not something you do often

But when you do its very sensual and passionate

He’s very vanilla in bed, but if you wanna spice it up, he’s always up for it

After care is a must for him

In the morning he will take care of you and spoil you

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