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Oh hi! Can you do #89 with Jin please?
"You're gonna wash my hair?"
(request for: "I noticed.")
seokjin x reader (oc) genre: fluff word count: 1.3K
a/n: Hi lovelies! I'm still camping but I decided to schedule this while I'm out of service. I came up with the idea for this after Jin said he wanted someone to wash his hair during that balance game thing. Anyways, I hope you all enjoy and thanks for reading! :))
Humming along to the music that played from your phone speaker, you dragged your finger across the surface of the water in a concentrated daze. Jin had been stressed lately, exhausted from busy schedules, but he wasn’t admitting this to you. However, it showed in the heaviness in his shoulders, the puffiness of his eyes, and the lack of energy in his conversation.
The bathroom door suddenly opened, pulling your focus from the bath water to the doorway, finding your boyfriend staring at you through his tired but bright eyes.
“You look relaxed,” he noted, his voice kind.
Resting your head back against the edge of the tub, you smiled. “Wanna join me?” You asked, your tone hopeful as his eyes widened slightly. Lifting your arm from the water, you placed it against the tub, holding your hand out to the man.
Without a word, Jin simply flashed you a bashful smile before reaching for the top of his back, pulling his shirt over his head. Stepping closer to you, you giggled at the way his strands had caught some electricity, causing them to stand up in disarray. His smile widened as he shed his pants and briefs just as quickly as he did his top.
“Come here,” you whispered to him as you sat up, Jin placing his hand in yours that was still held out to him. Stepping into the water, he carefully seated himself across from you, both of you face to face with your knees pulled up toward your chests. “How are you, my love?”
Jin prepared to answer with nonchalance, however, he caught on to the concern flashing across your gaze. Sighing, he reached out to place his palms against your knees. Soothing his hands down your thighs, he frowned.
“I’m just tired,” he replied. “Things have been nonstop lately.” Nodding at him, you flashed him a pout. “I’m so tired,” he finally admitted through a sigh, his shoulders slumping as he let his exhaustion settle into his body. “You knew that, didn’t you,” he realized with a hint of a smile.
“I noticed,” you gave him a small grin. “Here, turn around,” you told him, giggling a little at the way his eyes widened. “Just trust me and turn around.”
Watching the broad man attempt to rotate his body in the tiny confines of the bathtub was beyond comical. Tossing your head back in laughter, you appreciated the way his own squeaky giggles echoed throughout the bathroom, water splashing from the tub as he let out playful yells of struggle. The squeakiness of his amusement worked as a call and response with the squeaks against the porcelain as his limbs rubbed and smacked against them while he slipped around in the water.
Finally having turned his back to you, you quickly stretched your legs out, enclosing his hips between your thighs as you wrapped your arms around his waist. Tugging his back to your chest, you rested your forehead between his shoulder blades, giggling lightly against him.
“Relax, baby,” you mumbled through a lingering smile before leaving a kiss to his wet skin. Sitting back to place some space between your bodies, you dragged your hands up his sides before settling them on his shoulders, massaging his tense muscles gently. Small moans, slightly exaggerated in true Jin fashion, left the man’s lips. Beaming at his dramatized reaction, you slid one of your hands up his neck, digging into the strands at his nape. Feeling his hair between your fingertips, you cocked your head in thought.
Wordlessly, you began lifting yourself out of the tub, Jin quickly turning to look at you, reaching for your wrist to stop you.
“Where are you going?” He asked, worry evident in his features, as though he wasn’t ready to leave this moment with you.
“Not far,” you assured him, the man reluctantly letting go of your arm so you could crawl out of the porcelain basin. Jin’s eyes were glued to you as you moved toward the towel rack, wrapping yourself in the material before looking back to the tub. Flashing him a grin, he returned it just slightly as he continued to watch you carefully.
You reached for the bottle of shampoo before taking a seat on the edge of the bathtub. “Tip back,” you told him, Jin smiling in disbelief.
“You’re gonna wash my hair?” He asked as you stared at him nodding. “I’ll marry you one day,” he commented, making you giggle as you helped lead him to lean back to wet his hair.
“If I let you,” you teased just before he dunked his head in the water, shooting you a playful glare. Squeezing some of the product onto your palm, you rubbed your hands together to spread around. However, before you could work the shampoo into his hair, Jin reached for the back of your head, pulling you into a kiss. Giggling against his lips, he smiled into the action, having to break the kiss and instead rest his forehead against your chin.
“I love you so much,” he told you sincerely, pulling away to look up at you. As your lips spread into an even wider grin, you reached forward, lathering the shampoo in his locks.
“I love you too,” you replied easily. Jin looking straight ahead once again as he leaned into your touch, enjoying the way your fingers massaged his scalp.
“I’m marrying you,” Jin commented once again, you giggling as you silently directed him to lean back into the water to rinse the suds out of his dark hair.
“Fine by me, Jinnie,” you told him with a soft smile as you worked your fingers through his hair, ridding him of the shampoo. The water filled with flat bubbles and soap residue as he stared up at you in adoration.
Before he had even fully sat up, his hand was on your waist. “Get back in here,” he told you, his other hand finding the knot in your towel where you tucked it into itself at your chest, easily undoing it.
The cover pooled around your hips, some of it falling to the floor as Jin allowed his orbs to shamelessly take in your body.
“Now,” he added with a smirk, just before his hand tightened around your waist, the other grabbing your wrist as he tugged on you, dragging you into the tub. Crashing into the water on top of his frame, you both giggled as suds splashed out of the bathtub. Soothing his hands over your back, Jin kissed you softly, contrasting the way the water still splashed around you, not yet settled from your chaotic entrance. He kissed you so softly, the touch was barely there.
“Thank you,” he whispered against your lips. “For always taking care of me.”
Choosing not to reply, you instead brought one of your hands to cradle his jaw as you lowered your lips to his once again. When his hand slid down to grab onto your ass, however, you pulled away from the kiss to shoot him a playful and skeptical glare.
“I thought you were tired,” you teased him.
“You just washed my hair,” he defended himself, a confused expression overtaking your features. “It was sweet,” he continued as though his sudden desire for you was totally understandable with the simple comment.
“So now you want to-” you began to question him, only for Jin to push his lips to yours once again, silencing you mid-sentence.
No more words were spoken as you both lost yourself in each other, both of you easily falling into the ease of the moment, appreciating how simple your intimacy was. Jin always made everything so easy, so natural. Loving Jin was just so easy, and you knew you’d be doing it for life.
hii^^ can i request a bf!sunoo x reader with prompts 5 and 10 from list 1 please? thank you sm and have a great day!!
Extremely pretty - 1K event
- Linking your hands together as you walk through school/a building/the streets--finger rubbing over your lover's knuckles softly.
- Whispering jokes/loving words in a lecture/school/church/a meeting. Trying not to laugh/flirt back in fear of disturbing everyone else who's trying to pay attention.
Pairing: bf!sunoo x fem!Reader, fluff.
Warnings: none!!! Just an almost kiss 🫣
W.c: 0.6k
A/n: hey anon!!! Sry if this is late :( wish you'll like it tho, and have a great day too anon <3
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"We'll be late again sunoo" you said in between your giggles, tears in the corners of your eyes out of laughing.
"Please that was so funny. You saw how the woman looked at us when I pecked your lips" sunoo said between his giggles too.
"Oh- about this, why did you suddenly kiss me?" You stopped walking mid way, looking at him sonfusedly.
"Your lips just looked kissable" he shyly mumbled.
Feeling the heat rushing to your cheeks, you took sunoo's hands in yours and started walking. Looking in front of you to hide your flushed cheeks.
You felt your heart skipping a beat when sunoo's fingers sneaked to intertwin with yours, his thumb drawing circles softly on your hands.
The scene of your linked hands and your red faces made you look like a high school couple, one that started dating a week ago.
After finally reaching your hall, slowly and silently, you sneaked to sit in your usual spot. In the corner beside the window.
Well, Sunoo was the one to choose this spot for you since he said something with the lines "you can see better from here" and something like "we can talk as we like" and then he mumbled a low "and we can kiss". But you never payed attention to the last sentence.
Taking out your pen and a notebook, you felt sunoo placing his hands on top of yours. You looked at his hands and then at him, and he smiled at you softly.
Feeling your heart clenching at the sight of him, you quickly looked in front of you again, shyly.
You were about to let out a yelp but quickly held it when you felt sunoo's breath against your ear "you look extremely pretty today love" he whispered in your ear.
At that moment, you didn't know what should you do. If someone bothered to turn and look at you they'll absloutely know that you're both flirting; since you had red cheeks and sunoo had that cute smirk on his lips.
Your eyes widened when sunoo took his hands off yours and then placed them on your waist, pulling your body closer to him.
You whispered "sunoo- stop" when your body hit his chest, his breath hitting the skin of your forehead.
"What do you mean by stop? Can't I just hug my beautiful girl?" He whispered in your ears for the second time now.
And after hearing his words, you immediately buried your face in his chest, mumbling some curses at how he can't make you shy in front of the whole hall.
"Can I kiss you baby?" He murmured, his soft voice almost audible.
Lifting your head to look at him, you were met with his intense gaze.
You felt the butterflies in your stomach when his gaze drifted to your lips, staying there for a second before travelling back to your eyes.
"Guys can you do this later? Mr. Kim is explaining an important part right now" the boy who was sitting in front of you said disgustedly, also known as niki.
Shyly, you moved to fix your posture, sitting on your chair properly.
Niki rolled his eyes before turning again.
You turned to look at sunoo again when you felt him nudging your side, and when you looked at him he gave you a small, pink sticky note.
You excitedly opened it as you made sure the devil boy in front of you won't hear anything.
The smile climbed your lips and your cheeks turned red when you saw the note.
"Let's kiss later bae ;) I'll never miss my chance"
Enha perm taglist: @hoonieeverse @shinsou-rii @enhastolemyheart
first of all first of all !!!! DID U MAKE THE MOODBOARD?? because the pics nd the editing goes perfectly with this fic😫🤞 its so cozy nd domestic!!
and now- onto the story >:3c
this was honestly such a fun and cute read, hoseoks nd mc's relationship is so fucking domestic and comfy. not to mention secure! its rlly refreshing to read about them :> alongside ur smooth writing style, this fic was just a pleasure to read throughout !!!
eugh nd i dont know how, but u made me uncomfortable while reading the interactions between myeong nd hoseok. it felt so,,, intrusive nd unwelcome- i loved every moment. myeong needs to get a life oh my goood😫😫 LIKE BITCH GET OVER HIM😡😡😡 he doesnt WANT YOU!!! nd reader coming to the rescue nd reassuring hoseok right after😭😭😭 holy fuck i love them sm.
the mention of bad memories (the therapy mention basically) rlly gave so much context nd depth about what hoseoks nd myeongs relationship was rlly like. nd how it affected him. it was nice.
nd mc!!! realising that her insecurities dont matter because its about hoseok and how hes feeling🥺🥺😭😭😭 i cannot get over these two oh my god !!! nd the wholesome friendship between jiwoo nd mc was such a comfort😿
thank you so much for sharing your story with us💞 stay safe and have a wonderful day author❣
— STEP BACK | JUNG HOSEOK
BASED ON | how dare she come back and try to steal your man? GENRE | f!reader x idol!hoseok, established relationship. WARNINGS | jealousy, swear words.
It was annoying.
You were annoyed.
You knew the backstory of them, of course you knew.
You and Hoseok have been friends for so long that you share those memories from your teenage years on your movie nights where you discussed and analyzed the life of the others. Hoseok was in love with her for years, so he was absolutely over the moon when she accepted to date him, only for him to be played for months, leaving that beautiful young Hobi heartbroken. Still, after that, she knew the power she held, so she kept on using him. Not to mention, when BTS started to gain popularity, she used him on her favor.
When you met him in 2017, she was still around, but this time Hoseok wasn't in love anymore, he, like always, was just kind and kept helping her whenever she needed something. After all, she was like a childhood friend.
You could give yourself credit in saying that it was you who made him realize that people like her didn't deserve to be in his circle, not even close, but you shared the credit with the members and his sister. Finally, when she was out of the picture, everything was like a jigsaw puzzle.
Hoseok was making it in music, he had his friends with him and he had you. For a long time, he didn't know who to trust, a consequence of the insecurities she left him with, but with you, it was different. He could talk about anything without fear of being judged, he could share his thoughts and ideas. Discuss lyrics or rhythms, and be listened to attentively. Tease and tell absurd jokes and still be taken seriously. Be the sweetest, most loving person on the planet, but still be just Hoseok with you. His serious and professional side, whenever he came out, was not feared by you, but admired. And simply, he felt loved.
You had your things too. Your friends used to joke about how loneliness and singleness were your best friends, how you were allergic to love. Of course, it started to change when you slowly fell in love with him.
It was almost like falling asleep.
One moment he was your best friend and the next you were fucked up because you couldn't stop thinking and imagining what it would be like to wake up next to him.
Accepting your feelings for each other was a bit of a long road, but here you were. In a serious, almost three-years relationship where you both saw a future together.
You liked to protect what was yours, so you were always protective of him, and your territorial side came out quite often when you recognized people who had other intentions with Hoseok. He, being the love that he is, always assured you that he only had eyes for you and only you.
With the holidays around the corner, both of you were invited to different events of your friends and family. Today, both of you decided to attend the winter party of an important and close uncle of Hoseok's family.
You were quietly immersed in a gossipy chat with Jiwoo - Hoseok's sister and your sister-in-law - when you noticed her let out a sigh and roll her eyes.
"Why the change of mood?" You asked teasingly, taking a sip of your drink.
"Oh, don't laugh, you won't be happy either." She assured you, taking a sip of her champagne. You looked at her confused, and then she indicated with her head behind you.
"Oh."
Yes. Oh.
She was here.
Obviously, you couldn't forbid or comment to anyone that it bothered you to simply hear from her, but you also had to accept the fact that after all, her family and your boyfriend's family had known each other for quite some time, so the "maybe" of running into her at some event or gathering was always going to be there.
"You don't have to worry," Jiwoo spoke to you, capturing your attention again. "She's no one in our lives anymore, but my uncle always wants to look good with her family, so I'm not surprised to see her here."
"No, I know." You nodded, looking around for Hoseok who was talking to two of his friends. "It's just… whenever I see her I remember the Hobi from before and I don't want him to feel that way anymore."
Jiwoo smiled at you and let out a chuckle. "You're the girl of his dreams, ____. I can assure you that he wouldn't change you for anyone in the world. Besides, if he does, I'll be the first to kill him, followed by my mother, of course."
"I'm counting on it." You laughed with her and were slightly elated when you felt a hand being placed on your waist and then a kiss being placed on your forehead when you looked to your side.
"My girls. What are you talking about? Still commenting on the gossip of the week?" Hoseok brought your body closer to his in a gentle way that felt so natural to him. Joining in the chatter, he couldn't help but joke about your close bond that you both shared and made him so happy.
"Oh hush, Hobi. You know you're the first to ask about everything we talk about later."
"Me?" Faking surprise, he jokingly pointed at himself and brushed it off with his hand. "I don't do that."
"The lies that come out of your mouth, mum won't be happy." Jiwoo looked at him accusingly, laughing with you.
"My girlfriend here won't let me lie, right, baby?" He turned his head to look at you and pouted his lips.
You brought your right hand to his hand that was on your waist and intertwined your fingers with his. "Don't make me lie to your sister like that, please."
Hoseok gasped almost so loudly that Jiwoo had to cover her face with her hands to hide her embarrassed laughter for her brother. You, meanwhile, were enjoying this moment.
Time passed, the person you didn't want around took a back seat and you focused on having a good time with your boyfriend and his family.
"Ah, talking so much made me thirsty." Hoseok said with a huge smile, shaking his head.
"Right? It's them and their gossip." His brother-in-law supported him by putting a hand on his shoulder.
"Well, if it bothers you so much, you should have said something! Besides, we give you fashion tips too. I don't know why you complain so much." Jiwoo exclaimed, looking at her husband with a raised eyebrow as her gaze was defiant.
"I could never shut you up, love," he began to defend himself.
"God, why don't you go get us something to drink? It's been like 20 minutes since my champagne ran out." You said.
"Yeah, yeah, come on," Hoseok said to his brother-in-law, placed a kiss on the crown of your head and dragged him almost to the drinking place.
"Men…" You and Jiwoo almost let out a laugh as you both said the same thing at the same time, both rolling your eyes.
"I'll never understand how they get to know all that," Hoseok spoke almost surprised at the long talk the four of them had, changing the subject but mostly talking about gossip and fashion tips.
"If Jiwoo wasn't my wife, I'd be a little freaked out that she knows who I had dinner with three weeks ago."
"I don't even remember what I ate yesterday."
"Well, hello," a voice behind her spoke, cutting off the small waiting chat the two men were having, causing them to turn and see who it came from. "It's been a long time. How are you?"
"Oh… Myeong."
"Hello," Hoseok's brother-in-law, in comparison to him, reacted quickly by giving a slight wave, bowing his head quickly, so he could keep looking the other way.
Clearly, it could be seen how both had tensed slightly, knowing who Myeong really was. Still, even though Hoseok had all feelings for her in the past - and very well forgotten - he felt he had to have some sort of respect for her. After all, the two of them had been through a lot together, she was his elder, and after all, it wasn't in his nature to be mean to anyone.
"How have you been, Hobi?" Myeong asked, looking to draw chatter from somewhere. Her hair pulled back managed to bring out her cheeks and big eyes to perfection. She was very beautiful, yet she was nothing more than a pretty face to him and everyone around her.
"Fine, thank you very much," he replied cordially. "And you? How has your family been?"
"They are fine, I think you did greet them." She responded with a seductive smile, and Hoseok quickly regretted asking. "I love that you still care about them."
"Well, they are very good people, their donation to-"
"They have a lot of love and respect for you," her right hand rested on his right arm gently. The conversation had taken a path that gave her a chance to check if she could still hold him in her hand as she remembered. "It made me remember how a couple of years ago you stumbled in front of them and couldn't look at them in the eye for weeks. We had some good times afterward, though, didn't we?"
"I already have the drinks, though I need you to bring yours and ____'s," Hoseok released the air he was holding in his lungs and turned to look at his brother-in-law quickly smiling gratefully. He wanted to escape from there. He had forgotten how Myeong could make him uncomfortable and feel so little in just a few seconds. In those moments he wanted to return to his safe place by your side, to hold your hand and not let go until you got home where he would hold you and if you let him he would make love to you all night long. Feeling that security and love that you gave him was what kept him alive, and he really needed it now.
Remembering what he once talked about with his psychologist, he knew that bad memories could come back quickly -even if he didn't expect it- with the right person at the wrong time or in the wrong place.
"She's your date tonight, isn't she? I've heard a thing or two…" Myeong commented, ignoring the other man, fixing her eyes on Hoseok who clearly didn't know where to look. Twisting her smile, she could tell he still didn't know what to do as he stood in front of her. She thought she still had him in the palm of her hand.
"Actually, she's his girlfriend."
"We have some catching up to do." She interrupted him, making her grip on his arm tighter. "My cousin is here, she's a big fan!"
"Where are you going?" Hoseok asked nervously watching as his companion walked quickly away from him.
"He's just giving us space, don't worry." Myeong smiled and shrugged slightly dismissively. "As I was telling you, she is a fan, and she would love to meet you."
"Uh…"
"What do you say? She's here with her boyfriend, which if you ask me, honestly she could do better, but I don't judge her, he has a company so…"
"Myeong, thank you for your words, but I'm here with my girlfriend and my sister who are-"
"Jiwoo is here?! How beautiful, I'm going to give her a call. We should all go out for dinner together.
Reminisce about old times."
"I wouldn't feel very comfortable with that."
"Why?" Her tone of voice changed to a whimsical one, she pouted her lips, giving the best puppy face she could.
Well, of course you were watching the whole interaction flash before your eyes since she approached them. You watched as she observed him, biting her lips for a few seconds, then adjusting her dress and walking towards them, you witnessed as she deliberately and shamelessly placed her hand on your boyfriend, you also saw how Jiwoo was two seconds away from going to drag his brother out of that conversation. When Jiwoo saw her husband walk - almost run - towards you, she gave you a look that you understood immediately.
She was making a move on your boyfriend, and you wanted to mentally prepare yourself to go there first.
Your insecurities soon surfaced. Knowing Hoseok you knew he wouldn't push her away, instead he would be cordial and try to make conversation and then retreat. But obviously when you took a good look at her, and saw how truly beautiful she was, it was as if your feet froze to the ground and all you could do was watch the scene unfold with a cold stare. Your heart almost broke as you noticed how Hoseok became incredibly uncomfortable and nervous after a few seconds. You almost mentally beat yourself up for not going immediately, but you were afraid at first that he really wanted to talk to her.
Clearly, Hoseok was on another level, behaving respectfully and not shutting her up like he should. It was time for you to step forward.
"Good because-"
"You can't still be holding on to the past, can you? Hobi I thought we had put all that behind us…" repeating her same technique, her right hand this time slid lower to this time grab his hand with hers and swing it from right to left playfully.
"Myeong…" Hoseok let out an airy laugh, gently removing her hand from his, "I think you should-"
"Step back?" You added, smiling, appearing from the side.
In Hoseok's eyes you could see the relief come over him, and he could breathe normally again, but with Myeong, you noticed his gaze turn to a defiant one.
"Oh, you must be-"
"____, Hoseok's girlfriend, yes." You interrupted her by giving her the most fake smile you had. Leaving aside that she was deliberately flirting with your boyfriend in front of everyone, what made you angry is the bad situation she was putting him in. You could tolerate people flirting, asking him out on dates, or even hinting at other things, but you weren't going to tolerate them treating him badly or putting him through a bad time.
Myeong rolled her eyes without even trying to hide it and let out a heavy sigh as if she wanted to downplay you. "Anyway, I'm talking to my friend here. So I'd appreciate it if you would step back and give us some space."
"Oh, I don't think so," no matter how much you wanted to spit in her face, your mask of feigning calm never left your face. You didn't want to cause a scene, and you weren't going to. "I actually came to see what was taking my boyfriend so long around here," this time you gave Hoseok a sincere smile by moving closer to him, which he reciprocated by placing his hand on your waist. "We were just having a family chat, which we want to continue in a more… pleasant place." You said the last, giving her a look that reflected a little of the displeasure you now held. Just a little.
"Do you want to go home, love?" Hoseok spoke for the first time since you arrived, bringing his lips closer to your forehead to leave a light kiss.
You could hear Myeong sneering at Hoseok's sweet action.
"Please." You answered smiling.
"But Hobi, we were just catching up," Myeong tried to interfere, and went to want to grab his arm again, to which Hoseok this time was the one who stepped back and held your waist more securely.
"It was nice to greet you, Myeong. Say hello to your parents and have a good night. If you'll excuse me, I have to take my girlfriend to our home."
Hoseok smiled and began to walk with a firm step and with you holding on to your waist. You both went to where his sister and brother-in-law were waiting for you.
"I'm calm, I swear I am, but I can't stand her." Jiwoo said with clenched jaw.
"Thanks guys, I guess we'll go home now," Hoseok said, smiling kindly at both of them. "It was a long night, if you want you can come for dinner tomorrow," he offered calmly and looking at his sister fondly.
"Oh, of course, brother."
"We'll bring dessert."
"Fantastic," you smiled at the couple. After exchanging your goodbyes, you went to your boyfriend's parents where they also said goodbye and then went to the parking lot.
Before you reached the car, you couldn't help but stop your steps to face your boyfriend.
"I'm really proud of you, you know?"
"Mmh?" His eyes went wide and confusion took over his features. "Of me?" He pointed at himself.
"Yeah, of you." You laughed at his reaction.
"Why?" He asked, smiling and leaning closer to you.
"You handled that situation like a champ. I know it wasn't the best conversation you could have all night, but, I'm proud. That's all."
Hoseok's chest filled with immeasurable warmth as he felt a shiver run down his spine. He was completely, head over heels in love with you, and he knew that the ring waiting for him, hidden in his wardrobe, confirmed it. Taking your hand in his, he brought you close and began to move slowly, as if you were dancing to a soft melody.
Used to dancing to anything with him at anytime, you just followed him and enjoyed having him so close to you.
He softly kissed your lips for a few moments, bringing his right hand to your cheek while his left went to your waist to fully attach your body to his.
"I love you."
"I love you too." You smiled.
"I love you more."
"Okay, but the next time someone else calls you Hobi besides me, I swear I won't keep my cool like I did today."
Hoseok couldn't help but let out a laugh and clapped at your comment. You just let out a chuckle and looked around to see if anyone else was around.
"Let's go home, shall we?"
"Let's go, love."
i could't put a name on jiwoo's husband i feel terrible. guess he's just brother in law for now. anyways, thank you for reading, let me know what you think!
no one requested this but here are some of my favorites details about steve and also some of the many reasons i love him:
1. his baby shoes and baby picture in the museum exhibit from tfatws. i know EVERYONE was a baby, but having evidence steve in fact was one too makes my heart melt and so does the comparison of his tiny shoes and big ones being side by side.
2. him writing his lines for the USO show on the back of his shield to help him memorize them. ‘girls’ ‘cap’ … he’s so cute.
3. him cupping bucky’s face when he finds him at azzano. it is public knowledge i am a stevebucky enthusiast but even if i wasn’t … the tenderness and easiness of touch is so sweet ☹️.
4. him clearing the howlies’ glasses away from them in the bar scene when he goes to tell the bartender they want another round. he wasn’t even asked to … he’s just that helpful and polite with his friends.
5. i know this is a tumblr post that has been floating around forever but the fact steve wears converse … again: a common trait, but somehow even cuter when it comes from him.
6. his little ‘rogers’ nametag on his uniform 😭 as if people don’t know EXACTLY who wears that suit.
7. him wearing CKs with his stuffy khakis and too tight t-shirts <3.
8. the arm scar he has that the serum canonically left untouched. proof that steve rogers can indeed scar, just like bucky barnes. the serum didn’t make him imperfect or invincible after all.
9. him being the one to provide first-aid to clint on the jet in aou … using the nursing skills his mama probably taught him to take care of his teammate like the kindhearted man he is.
10. his blue waterbottle with the sippy straw he brings to meetings and carries around the compound :).
Ive been listening to Cavetown while reading Found Among The Strays by @rejectedconstellation ! One of the best and worst decisions EVER (i cried. Like. Three times. Also i reread the whole fic three times)
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Re: Price letting her rent the spare room you just know he mentions that he travels a lot for work and often for stretches at a time so really she’d be doing HIM a favor by having someone around while he’s gone u.u
𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒂𝒓 𝒅𝒂𝒅𝒅𝒚!𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒆 || 𝒔𝒖𝒈𝒂𝒓 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒕
Tells you to make the common spaces yours as well because you live here now too, and one of your first measures is to set out a vase on the kitchen counter, regularly fill it up with fresh flowers until you start getting so swamped with your studies that you accidentally let them wilt for days at a time; Price eyes them for a while, wonders if you're going to replace the bouquet yourself until taking matters into his own hands and then deciding to go out of his way to pick up something nice-looking (he doesn’t really care much for flowers, but you seem to take an interest so he tries his best) from Petals at Bibendum on Fulham Road. The ladies swoon when he drops by every two to three weeks only for them to find out that he's literally doing this for his roommate to which they start rooting for him, unbeknownst to you, and he sets up a delivery service for when he's off on deployment or he'll literally show up home after a mission still in his military garb with a bouquet of flowers in the doorway like it’s not something a boyfriend or husband would do.
When you fall asleep on the couch watching the telly and he wants to carry you to your room but out of respect, he instead opts for layers, slips your quilt from the arm of the sofa – another lovely addition of yours that makes this a home and not just a place that he occasionally stays in when he's on leave – and tucks you in so you at least don't get too cold in the middle of the night.
Lets you know when he's coming back from deployment (out of courtesy) but discovers that you've thrown together a small, home-cooked meal for him if he gets in early enough for dinner or have his favorite take-out from one of the restaurants that still happen to be open late at night (it's the least you can do, isn't it?). In your other flat, you'd use candles a lot because your lights always had issues that the landlord would never fix, and that's a habit that you've carried on over to Price's place. So all of the food, the entire spread, is laid out on the dining table and it's dim aside from the fact that this is basically a candlelit dinner. And you don't even realize the romantic atmosphere, because for all intents and purposes, this is merely a friendly homecoming surprise and the candles are day-to-day. But he notices. It's strangely domestic. He never had that before you started living there, but he knows that he doesn't ever want to go back.
He occasionally has nightmares and since your room is right next door, you can hear when he’s in the middle of it; you just pad out to the kitchen, get the kettle ready for camomile (over his usual earl grey or lapsang souchong) to put him at ease since there’s no caffeine in it; you grab some first-edition book he has from his personal collection, have it open to the beginning and his mug steaming on the coffee table in the living room – he finds you waiting, snuggled under blankets and not needing an explanation, just ready to comfort him as you make room for him on the couch and begin to read aloud. He never pays attention to what you’re saying, only spends the entire time staring at you and debating whether or not he'd lose you if he professed his love for you this early.
you FUCKERS
gilded - MYG
ready to return home after nearly two weeks of being apart, your excitement begins to fade into anxiety; there’s something important you need to tell your husband.
𓃠 yoongi’s birthday drabbles⁹ 𓃠
⤷ drabble for gold
pairing — husband!yoongi x reader
genre/rating — R | fluff, smut, light angst, established relationship
word count — 3.3K
warnings/tags — strong language, domestic yoongi 🥺, mentions of nausea, mentions of pregnancy & babies, explicit smut — so many kisses, fingering, cockwarming, biting/scratching, edging, hair pulling, unprotected sex, impregnation kink, praise kink, creampie, some nipple play
a/n — can be read as a stand-alone !! i missed them 😭
The twitching of your fingers intertwined with his is the first thing that begins to worry Yoongi. Gaze fixed on the bouquet of flowers in your lap as he tries to keep his own on the road, glancing at you now and again. But you don’t notice that he had noticed your anxious state.
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Headcanon that you’ll have to pry out of my cold dead hands: Lucifer gives his brothers goodnight kisses almost every night
This kind of thing happens only at about 3 am, for two reasons. (1) his brothers are asleep by then and he would die if anyone caught him doing this. (2) it’s the time of night where the Bad Feelings™️ kick in and he has an unshakable feeling that can only be assuaged by checking that his family is safe. He’s either already awake, still at work, or waking up from sleep because of this icky feeling.
The first one he checks in on is Leviathan. Levi is usually the only one of his brothers who is also awake at this time, so he starts with him. He scolds him for being awake at this hour (hypocritical much?) and gently threatens him that he better be asleep by the time he comes back. When he returns to Levi’s room after checking in on everyone else, the third-born is passed out, clutching a Ruri-Chan body pillow for dear life. Lucifer places a kiss on his forehead, and the otaku seems to blush at the contact, even in his sleep.
Next up is Mammon. Even when he’s out late, he’s usually in bed by this time of night. Although at this point he’s spent of all his energy, and can be found face-down on his bed in his clothes from the day and spread out over the sheets. Lucifer sighs and helps his little brother out of his shoes and his jacket. He tugs at the sheets under his body and places them over him. He gently brushes his haphazard hair out of his face and presses a kiss to the crown of his head. When he’s feeling especially sappy, he’ll gaze lovingly down at the demon, remembering when he was just a small angel, Lucifer’s first little brother, and he wonders where the time went.
Lucifer goes to Satan’s room next. Most of the time, Satan is fast asleep, since he realizes being well rested helps him manage his anger better throughout the day. But often times he’s also stayed up late to finish a book he simply couldn’t put down. He’s sitting up against his headboard, head hanging low over the book that has fallen on his chest. Lucifer carefully (with gloves of course) removes the book from Satan’s hands and places it on his nightstand, careful to mark his place. He guides the demon down into the bed and tucks the sheets over him. He kisses him on the top of head, sometimes whispering on a particularly emotional night “goodnight son.”
He makes his way over to Asmodeus next. Same as Mammon, Asmo is usually asleep at this point even if he was out partying. The difference is that he still took the time to get into his pajamas, do his face care routine, and wrap himself tightly under the covers. Lucifer grins cheerfully at his brother, his face as graceful as ever as he dreams peacefully. Lucifer plants a kiss onto his cheek. Asmodeus tends to run hot at night, which will wake him up and make it hard for him to fall back asleep. So Lucifer unwraps him from his sheets and pulls them down just below his chest. On particularly stuffy nights, he’ll also open his window to let some fresh air in.
Then, Lucifer ventures into the twins’ room, stopping first to check on Beelzebub. Freshly asleep from his midnight snack run, Beel snores loudly. Lucifer fights back a chuckle at the noise and takes out a handkerchief to clean off crumbs from Beel’s face. He’ll sit on the edge of his bed for a minute, stroking his forehead with his fingers. He knows the poor demon is often wracked with nightmares. He doesn’t have Belphie’s power of dream magic, so he hopes that this little gesture will help soothe his baby brother’s pains. Beel often leans into Lucifer’s touch, a small smile spreading across his features. He kisses Beel on his forehead before moving onto his twin.
The last brother up is Belphegor. It’s often a challenge to find him, sometimes he’s in his room, sometimes in the attic, sometimes on top of the fridge, sometimes in the laundry room on top of the warm dryer. But wherever he is, Lucifer usually brings him back to his bed and tucks him in before giving him a kiss on his nose, like young Belphie used to do to him in the Celestial Realm. On the really rough nights, especially after letting him out of the attic, Lucifer takes a moment to lay his head against his youngest brother’s. Just basking in gratefulness that his brother is free and alive and relatively happy with his family.
MC doesn’t really fall into an order. If they’re in their bed, Lucifer checks on them last. Often times though, they can be found in one of the brothers’ beds, especially their favorite. His heart warms at the sight of MC, safe and happy with his brother(s). He feels especially warm if he happens to find them in his bed. He gives them a gentle kiss or two on their forehead, and renews the protection spell he already has in effect on them.
Once he’s finished with his rounds, he finally feels settled enough to get back to work or sleep. Unbeknownst to him, everyone in the HoL knows about Lucifer’s routine. But they wouldn’t dare say anything, they don’t want to lose this little bit of affection from their beloved big brother.
Also, at some point, every brother does this, with Mammon and Beel doing it the most often aside from Lucifer. Mammon is too scared to do it to Lucifer though, whereas Beel will straight up crush Lucifer in a hug. Lucifer pretends to hate it.
Honorary mention: whenever Luke sleeps over, he also gets a goodnight kiss from Lucifer. He’ll usually find the angel in bed with MC. Sometimes he’ll also be sleeping with Beel or Mammon or in very very VERY rare occasions when the former three aren’t around, Lucifer will let him sleep in his bed (neither Luke nor Lucifer will ever admit it). Most of the time, however, Luke is the first to get a goodnight kiss because he falls asleep by 10 pm no matter what and MC demands all the brothers bid him goodnight. Lucifer’s heart warms whenever he sees the sleeping angel. Luke reminds him of his own brothers when they were small, cute, loving, and obedient well-behaved.
Honorary honorary mention: when Solomon sleeps over (normally with MC or Asmodeus or both), he does NOT get a kiss. Lucifer just stares at him for like a minute, grimacing and wondering if he should curse the sorcerer. Nothing major, just something to significantly inconvenience him. He ultimately decides against it because he knows it’ll make MC and Asmo mad and he doesn’t want to deal with that.
them on their date :)))
