Hello!

So I really enjoy reading RT reader inserts and thought maybe I could write my own! If you have a request just let me know!

[rtxyou]

It’s been a hot ass minute. But if any of you need absolutely anything my DMs are open

[pastelpolarbearss]

Achievement Hunter as Cinnamon Rolls

- Looks like a Cinnamon Roll and is actually a Cinnamon Roll: Jack, Larry, and Andy

- Looks like a Cinnamon Roll but could kill you by accident: Gavin

- Looks like they could kill you but is actually a Cinnamon Roll: Geoff, Alfredo, Trevor, and Jeremy

- Looks like a Cinnamon Roll but would actually kill you: Steffie and Michael

- Looks like they could kill you and would actually kill you: Lindsay

- Sinamon Roll: Ryan

[rhdcarts]

-probably gonna die from eating too many cinnamon rolls: Matt

[reiding-and-writing]

Reblog if you're a fanfic writer and you wanna know what your followers' favorite story of yours is ❤

[rtxyou]

Just wanted to let you know I love your writing 💜🧡

Oh my gosh thank you ☺️☺️

[rtxyou]

Comfy Cozy

Pairing: Miles x Reader

Requested!!

Update!! Hi guys i’m gonna try and write more frequently, sorry for the super long absence.

You slumped onto the couch after kicking off your shoes and discarding your bra somewhere in between your front door and living room. You got yourself as comfortable as you could before turning on some show for background noise and passing out.

Work had been crazy, with your boss’s assistant not coming in you had to fill in as “coffee girl”.The entire day was filled with sexist men stuck in the 1980’s. One had almost harassed you but you were saved by a coworker. God bless gay men, you thought. After what you could only assume was five years of being half asleep, you heard the door open and a pair of shoes hit the floor.

“(Y/N)?’ You heard Miles walk to the living room and sigh,probably at you, now that you thought about it you couldn’t feel your arm. You hear your boyfriend chuckle and slightly shake your shoulder causing you to slowly open your eyes and look at him.

“C’mon and get up, there’s no way you’re comfortable.” You sigh and maneuver your body so you are sitting up and facing Miles.

“There we go, does that feel better?” You nod and yawn, the effects of your day catching up with you.

“Sleepy are we?” You nod again and Miles laughs, “I got food but I guess I can reheat it after we nap.” You have a sleepy smile on your face in seconds. You start to lay back down on the couch when two arms are around you and your body is in the air. Next thing you know you’re in bed and Miles is slipping into bed next to you with his arms snaking around your waist pulling you closer to him.

“I love you.” You mumble as sleep encases your mind and body.

Miles kisses your forehead and settles into a comfy position. “I love you more, and most (Y/N).”

[rtxyou]

Hi!! Can you please write MilesxReader for the sleep thing “That looks highly uncomfortable. How do you even sleep like that?!”? Thank you and have a great day!

Idk how long this has been here but I’m going to start writing again

[thisuserisposts]

↖This User Alway Wants To Write But Never Does

[ghostling]

Four Word . Prompts

“Please, come with me.”

“You’re always number one.”

“I can’t do this.”

“I won’t let you.”

“Maybe I’m just crazy.”

“I’m not even sorry.”

“Honestly, just stop it.”

“I believe in you.”

“Don’t be an ass.”

“Who were you with?”

“Please talk to me.”

“I can’t trust you.”

“I need you, though.”

“Don’t be fucking rude.”

“Is that my shirt?”

“So, it was you.”

“I need to go.”

“Just stay with me.”

“You can trust me.”

“Alright, I love you.”

“I’m sorry, but no.”

“Will you help me?”

“You’re a terrible cook.”

“Can you shut up!?”

“You love me, right?”

“I really need you.”

“I don’t love you.”

“I’m not doing this.”

“I really need you.”

“You don’t want me.”

“Let me help you.”

“You’re such a bitch.”

“I can’t do this.”

“You think you’re funny?”

“Hey, I said stop!”

“Will you marry me?”

“Wanna go out sometime?”

“I don’t want this.”

“You always this quiet?”

“Are you fucking insane!?”

“I don’t want you.”

“I’m not wearing that.”

“Sorry, were you sleeping?”

“This was never right.”

“You look really tired.”

“I’m out of here.”

“You need to go.”

[rtxyou]

Pick up

Pairing: Miles x Reader

THIS  IS SHORT AND VERY BAD BUT I WANT TO POST SOMETHING BC I’VE BEEN SO BUSY!!!!!!!

“Come on Miles.” The man sighed and walked over to your desk. He stopped behind your chair and turned to glare at his small blonde friend. He tapped your shoulder and you moved the headphones from your ears and looked up at Miles.

“Hey (Y/n), are you from Tennessee? Because-” You quirk an eyebrow up at him and interrupt him before he can finish.

“Miles, I’m from Texas. You know that.” You sigh at the man and go back to sketching a scene for Camp Camp. Miles sulked back to his hair and banged his head on his desk. This was the millionth time he’d tried to hit on you and you were still completely oblivious.

“It’s okay, she’ll catch on eventually.” Kerry patted his back as he went to go ask you a question about the episode you were working on.

The next day Miles strode into the animation office ready for the day. He had found way too many pick up lines but was prepared to use any and all of them for you to realize his crush. The man walked  up to your desk and spun your chair so you were facing him.

“Miles-”

“If I were a jedi would you-”

“Miles I’ve never seen Star Wars. What’s a jedi.” Miles took a deep breath and tried again.

“Are you a hurricane? Be-”

“Miles.I’m literally a human, you’re looking at me.”

“I’m going to need a tall glass of water because,”

“Miles you know where the kitchen is.”

“DEAR GOD JUST KISS ALREADY” Kerry yelled from his desk. You went to ask Miles what he meant when you just ran into his face. His lips were softly touching yours and his hands that had been gripping the arms of the chair moved to cup your face. You placed your arms on his chest lightly.

“I’m sorry… I just…” You kiss Miles again before he can apologize.

[trashmenagerie]

50 Cute This or That Questions

cacti or succulents

butterflies or honeybees

typewritten or handwritten letters

flower crowns or oversized sun hats 

polaroids or film

road tripping in a VW bus down the coast or camping in the woods on summer nights

cozy beanbags or breezy hammocks 

oversized jumpers or fluffy bathrobes

banana bread or pumpkin spiced loaf

the smell of old books or the smell of petrichor

chapstick or matte lipstick

macarons or eclairs 

a candlelit bath or a naturally lit reading room

a matinee at a musical or a evening at the art gallery

creamy hot cocoa with marshmallows or dippable hot chocolate with churros 

poetry or prose

vinyl or cassettes

antique shops or second hand stores

a heavy, rich chocolate cake with ganache and caramel or a light, summer sponge cake with cream and fruit

purikuras or photo booths

cozy scarfs or warm beanies

rose gold or copper

watching the sky at sunset from the beach or watching the city below from an airplane at night

mason jars or coffee mugs

puffy clouds and blue skies or thunder and lighting on rainy days

a cup of hot tea or a bowl of warm soup

picnic on a grassy hill or tea in a flower garden

silk or lace

sketching in a museum or journaling in a café

converse high tops or beaded summer sandals

sweet crêpes or fluffy pancakes

galaxies or nebulae

cuff-chain earrings or full finger rings

knee socks or leggings

in bed or out in the rain

the muted colors of winter or the vibrant colors of summer

autumn leaves or spring flowers

summer fruits: peaches, berries, cherries, and apricots or tropical fruits: pineapples, mangos, papaya, and grapefruit.

malt shakes or ice cream floats

smooth jazz or lo-fi

waves lapping at the shore or wind rolling over wheat fields

sunflowers or lavender

enamel pins or embroidered patches

fresh cheeses and cured meats or fresh bread and homemade jams

fireworks or sparklers

bath bombs or scented candles 

library borrower cards or vintage postcards

singing and playing the ukulele while walking or singing in the car with the windows down

filling your passport with stamps from each place you travel to or collecting souvenirs from every place you’ve traveled to

_____ or _____

[roosterteethrambles]

"Why don't you write [employee]?"

This is a question I get a lot. Apparently, this is a question that several writers get a lot. I can answer this question universally with one sentence.

Why won’t a writer write a particular person? Because they don’t want to.

There could be several factors due to it. Maybe they’ve done or said something the writer doesn’t agree with. Maybe the writer doesn’t know the person’s content that well. Maybe the writer has just lost inspiration for that person and is taking a bit of a sabbatical so that they don’t lose their creative energy, full stop.

At the end of the day, it is up to the writer what their boundaries are. That’s why we have masterlists! Sure, I get that not everyone is gonna know of every writer to know who writes what. That’s why the Discord exists! Failing that, you can always ask a writer if they know of a writer who writes for your fave. That way, you get your prompt filled AND there’s less chance of hardworking writers getting disrespectful anons!

So yes. I try and write for as many people as I can but I can’t write anyone. That’s not to say nobody will. But if it’s not on my list, there is no amount of anonymous messages that will make me change my mind.

[rtxyou]

Hi I just read through your imagines and I really love your soulmate ones! Could I request a Michael x reader where the reader is on a blind date but their date never shows up so Michael sits down with them to save them from embarrassment and they really hit it off? Thanks so much, looking forward to it! :)

Okay so I changed it a little bit?

Pairing: Michael x Reader

WARNING!! The guy in this fic is a dickwad so if crappy boys make you mad or upset be warned

You checked your phone for the millionth time before setting it face down on the table and placing your face in you hands. You fought back tears as the waitress came back with your refilled drink. “Still nothing?” You nod not able to look her in the eyes. “You want to order your food? I can make some good recommendations.” You smile softly and shake your head.

“I can wait a little longer. I’ll try to stay optimistic.” She smiles again and goes to check on other tables. You remind yourself to give her a huge tip when you do leave this place. You go back to checking your phone when you hear a loud group enter. You glance over at the door to see three people laughing about what seems to be nothing.

It’s a small girl with a beautiful body and a lanky man with huge body language. Then the third one. He had floppy hair that fell into his eyes under his black beanie. His dimples showed when he laughed and you could never stop looking. His eyes crinkle when he laughs and you could have sworn he was an angel.

They sit at a table relatively close to yours and you soon figure out the girl and lanky man were a couple. They soon have their appetizer and you’re still sitting by yourself. You check your phone one more time and your waitress comes over. She goes to say something and you just grab your purse. “Let me get my wallet and i’ll get out of your hair. I’m sorry about this.” She goes to tell you to not apologize and it wasn’t your fault when a voice speak first.

“Are you here alone?” You look up ready to fight someone when you see the floppy haired boy from earlier. You nod and continue to head out. “Well, wait. Can I… “ He looks confused how to word this and you just stare at him, ready to head out at any second. You hear a chair scrape and soon the girl is next to him.

“What Michael is trying to say is, would you like to join us? You looked lonely so we’d figure we’d invite you over.” Your face must go into shock because the girl is laughing and puts a comforting hand on your shoulder. “We’re not going to murder you. Promise.” You nod again and follow her to the table. You sit next to her and your waitress comes back over with a refill of your drink.

Over an hour later you’re clutching your stomach at something the lanky man you now knew as Gavin had offered. “Wot? It’s a million dollars.” Michaels face is red from laughing and Meg is just rolling her eyes. Throughout the dinner you and Michael had been finding things in common at every point possible. Eventually the waitress comes over and lets you know the restaurant will be closing soon. You all nod and go to pay your respective checks when michael reaches over to grab yours. You go to stop but a sound stops you from doing so.

“(Y/N)?” You freeze and look up to see your tinder date standing at your table. You immediately stand up to greet him.

“Connor! Hi! Are you okay?” This wasn’t your first date with Connor and he liked things one way, his. He looks pissed.

“What is this? I thought we had a date tonight?” You nod and take your phone out.

“Yeah, we had one. Three hours ago Connor!” His face gets even redder.

“I told you I got off at five and i’d be there when I could. Don’t go and blame this on me.” Within the next few second you were no longer looking at Connor but at your new favorite jersey boys back.

“Okay dipshit. If you think it’s okay to show up to a date with a fan fucking tastic girl twenty minutes before the restaurant closes? What kind of asshole move is that?” Michaels voice is loud but at this point it’s the five of you and the restaurant staff.

“Look kid, do you want to take this outside.” Connor has gotten closer to Michael and you get scared.

“I’d punch you in here but I don’t need that kind of reputation, so yeah. Outside.” Michael shoves past him and Connor is on his ass. Before you can chase after them Gavin is holding you back.

“Let him do it. Trust me. That guy has it coming to him.” You struggle against his arms and Meg is soon in front of you blocking your view before the first punch was thrown. She’s calming you down and soon enough she’s replaced with Michael who has crouched slightly to look you in the eyes.

“Hey, you okay?” You finally break free from Gavin and grab Michaels hands immediately scanning them.

“Michael do you know how stupid that was? He could’ve seriously hurt you. He’s a professional trainer Michael. Even if you punched him it would’ve hurt your,” Your cut off by Michael putting a finger to your lips to shush you.

“No one hit anyone. I just talked some sense into him. He won’t be messaging you anymore.” He takes a deep breathe. “Hopefully no one will.” You freeze with his hand still in your heads.

You quietly let out, “What?” He sighs and moves his hands out of yours. One of his goes to your chin and gently forces you to look at him.

“Go out with me and if i’m more than thirty minutes late Gavin can tell the scary guy at work to murder me.” You let out a soft laugh and move his finger from your lips and place them on his cheek.

“Anywhere but this restaurant. I think the staff is sick of me.” He nods and offers his hand for you to hold. He walks you to your car as Gavin and Meg go to theirs and tell Michael to get home safe.

“Ya know, I’m glad I agreed to third wheel with that idiot today.” You chuckle and look at your interlocked hands. “(Y/N), can I try something?” You laugh.

“Michael Jones, if you kiss me I swea-” You’re cut off by Michael kissing you. The kiss made your heart speed up and your eyes flutter shut. You throw your arms around his neck and pull him closer to you.

“If,” His forehead is pressed against yours. “I kiss you?” Your face is red and facing the ground.

“I’ll kiss back and want to never stop.” It’s his turn to chuckle and his thumb caresses your cheek lightly.

“I know you told them you’d drive me home but,” He sighed and stared at the ground. The next string of words came out to fast for you to understand. You raise his head to look at him and he takes a deep breathe. “Do you want to come over and play video games or make out or bake cookies I don’t really care I just want to spend more time with you.” You laugh and take his hands again.

“Michael, I’d love to do all of those things.” His face lights up and the dimples are back as he runs to the passenger side of your car ready to go. You laugh again.

“I’m so glad I live ten minutes from here.” The car ride is filled with his hand on your leg, him kissing your cheek at red lights, and Michael bouncing up and down like a child on the way to Disney. The time at his house was indeed filled with baking, video games, and lots of kissing.

[rtxyou]

Hi I just read through your imagines and I really love your soulmate ones! Could I request a Michael x reader where the reader is on a blind date but their date never shows up so Michael sits down with them to save them from embarrassment and they really hit it off? Thanks so much, looking forward to it! :)

Okay so I changed it a little bit?

Pairing: Michael x Reader

WARNING!! The guy in this fic is a dickwad so if crappy boys make you mad or upset be warned

You checked your phone for the millionth time before setting it face down on the table and placing your face in you hands. You fought back tears as the waitress came back with your refilled drink. “Still nothing?” You nod not able to look her in the eyes. “You want to order your food? I can make some good recommendations.” You smile softly and shake your head.

“I can wait a little longer. I’ll try to stay optimistic.” She smiles again and goes to check on other tables. You remind yourself to give her a huge tip when you do leave this place. You go back to checking your phone when you hear a loud group enter. You glance over at the door to see three people laughing about what seems to be nothing.

It’s a small girl with a beautiful body and a lanky man with huge body language. Then the third one. He had floppy hair that fell into his eyes under his black beanie. His dimples showed when he laughed and you could never stop looking. His eyes crinkle when he laughs and you could have sworn he was an angel.

They sit at a table relatively close to yours and you soon figure out the girl and lanky man were a couple. They soon have their appetizer and you’re still sitting by yourself. You check your phone one more time and your waitress comes over. She goes to say something and you just grab your purse. “Let me get my wallet and i’ll get out of your hair. I’m sorry about this.” She goes to tell you to not apologize and it wasn’t your fault when a voice speak first.

“Are you here alone?” You look up ready to fight someone when you see the floppy haired boy from earlier. You nod and continue to head out. “Well, wait. Can I... “ He looks confused how to word this and you just stare at him, ready to head out at any second. You hear a chair scrape and soon the girl is next to him.

“What Michael is trying to say is, would you like to join us? You looked lonely so we’d figure we’d invite you over.” Your face must go into shock because the girl is laughing and puts a comforting hand on your shoulder. “We’re not going to murder you. Promise.” You nod again and follow her to the table. You sit next to her and your waitress comes back over with a refill of your drink.

Over an hour later you’re clutching your stomach at something the lanky man you now knew as Gavin had offered. “Wot? It’s a million dollars.” Michaels face is red from laughing and Meg is just rolling her eyes. Throughout the dinner you and Michael had been finding things in common at every point possible. Eventually the waitress comes over and lets you know the restaurant will be closing soon. You all nod and go to pay your respective checks when michael reaches over to grab yours. You go to stop but a sound stops you from doing so.

“(Y/N)?” You freeze and look up to see your tinder date standing at your table. You immediately stand up to greet him.

“Connor! Hi! Are you okay?” This wasn’t your first date with Connor and he liked things one way, his. He looks pissed.

“What is this? I thought we had a date tonight?” You nod and take your phone out.

“Yeah, we had one. Three hours ago Connor!” His face gets even redder.

“I told you I got off at five and i’d be there when I could. Don’t go and blame this on me.” Within the next few second you were no longer looking at Connor but at your new favorite jersey boys back.

“Okay dipshit. If you think it’s okay to show up to a date with a fan fucking tastic girl twenty minutes before the restaurant closes? What kind of asshole move is that?” Michaels voice is loud but at this point it’s the five of you and the restaurant staff.

“Look kid, do you want to take this outside.” Connor has gotten closer to Michael and you get scared.

“I’d punch you in here but I don’t need that kind of reputation, so yeah. Outside.” Michael shoves past him and Connor is on his ass. Before you can chase after them Gavin is holding you back.

“Let him do it. Trust me. That guy has it coming to him.” You struggle against his arms and Meg is soon in front of you blocking your view before the first punch was thrown. She’s calming you down and soon enough she’s replaced with Michael who has crouched slightly to look you in the eyes.

“Hey, you okay?” You finally break free from Gavin and grab Michaels hands immediately scanning them.

“Michael do you know how stupid that was? He could’ve seriously hurt you. He’s a professional trainer Michael. Even if you punched him it would’ve hurt your,” Your cut off by Michael putting a finger to your lips to shush you.

“No one hit anyone. I just talked some sense into him. He won’t be messaging you anymore.” He takes a deep breathe. “Hopefully no one will.” You freeze with his hand still in your heads.

You quietly let out, “What?” He sighs and moves his hands out of yours. One of his goes to your chin and gently forces you to look at him.

“Go out with me and if i’m more than thirty minutes late Gavin can tell the scary guy at work to murder me.” You let out a soft laugh and move his finger from your lips and place them on his cheek.

“Anywhere but this restaurant. I think the staff is sick of me.” He nods and offers his hand for you to hold. He walks you to your car as Gavin and Meg go to theirs and tell Michael to get home safe.

“Ya know, I’m glad I agreed to third wheel with that idiot today.” You chuckle and look at your interlocked hands. “(Y/N), can I try something?” You laugh.

“Michael Jones, if you kiss me I swea-” You’re cut off by Michael kissing you. The kiss made your heart speed up and your eyes flutter shut. You throw your arms around his neck and pull him closer to you.

“If,” His forehead is pressed against yours. “I kiss you?” Your face is red and facing the ground.

“I’ll kiss back and want to never stop.” It’s his turn to chuckle and his thumb caresses your cheek lightly.

“I know you told them you’d drive me home but,” He sighed and stared at the ground. The next string of words came out to fast for you to understand. You raise his head to look at him and he takes a deep breathe. “Do you want to come over and play video games or make out or bake cookies I don’t really care I just want to spend more time with you.” You laugh and take his hands again.

“Michael, I’d love to do all of those things.” His face lights up and the dimples are back as he runs to the passenger side of your car ready to go. You laugh again.

“I’m so glad I live ten minutes from here.” The car ride is filled with his hand on your leg, him kissing your cheek at red lights, and Michael bouncing up and down like a child on the way to Disney. The time at his house was indeed filled with baking, video games, and lots of kissing.

[fuckyeahrtfanfic]

Hi I'm looking for a Michael Jones x Jeremy Dooley fic where jeremy is in love with michael and Michael starts sending Jeremy all his sexual fantasies and there's angst and I can't find it (through a bet, i believe) please and thank you!! <3

Michael/Jeremy

We’re Live in Three…Two…One! by InvadingThoughts

Summary: He’s on Off Topic. He’s way too drunk. He’s touched Michael five times in the last two minutes. [R]

WC: 19,647 - Complete

[Tags: Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Kink, Series, Smut]

-Oph

[oopsiewoopsie123]

Sleep Starters

“How late were you up last night?”

“You’re not pulling another all-nighter, not if I can do anything about it.”

“Aren’t you cold? I can go get you some blankets!”

“Are you alright? I thought I heard you talking in your sleep.”

“Don’t worry, you’re alright. It was just another nightmare.”

“I don’t want to get up!”-“You can’t make me go to bed!”

“Can you turn your music down? Some of us are trying to sleep!”

“That looks highly uncomfortable. How do you even sleep like that?!”

“I didn’t mean to wake you up…”

“Don’t you think it’s getting awful late?”

“Sweet dreams!”

“I didn’t get a wink of sleep last night.”

“You said some interesting things in your sleep last night.”

“Did you have another bad dream?”

“Come on, let’s just go to sleep.”

“You look exhausted. Did you get any sleep last night?”

[kurokoros]

Dear Fanfiction Readers,

If you’re afraid to leave a review/comment because you think it’ll sound stupid, don’t be. Just leave an incoherent reply in all caps. We love that shit.

Sincerely,

A Fic Writer that needs constant validation. 

[fivewrites]

Just fuckin’ slam your head on the keyboard in the comment box. We’re writers. We’ll interpret it.

[rtxyou]

Klutz

Soulmate AU where when you get hurt your soulmate feels it. Pairing: Miles x Reader You sat patiently as the doctor examined your arm, in the middle of the day a surging pain shot through it and refused to stop no matter how much ice you put on it. The doctor looked through his papers and poked and prodded your arm again. “Well, it seems that your soulmate broke their arm. You have all the symptoms of a broken arm except for the break.” You sighed and nodded thanking him before you leave. This wasn’t the first time this had happened. You would wake up some days with bruises everywhere and breaks that you didn’t have. You really couldn’t get upset. A week didn’t go by without you bumping into something. Somedays you got confused if a bruise was yours or your soulmates. You continue your walk home when something inside you tells you to go to the starbucks by your house. You walk into the starbucks and are hit with the AC. It feels great. You let out a sigh as you stand in line holding your arm slightly trying to ignore the pain. You order your iced coffee (or tea if you don’t drink coffee) and sit down near a window. You notice people walking back and forth and you just sip at your coffee and people watch. You see a really cute guy come in and try your hardest not to stare at him. You realize yet again you’re staring at the cute guy with his friend and decide you need to go get some sleep. You stare at the ground to avoid staring at the guy. You don’t look where you’re going and run right into someone. You feel the hot coffee all over your front before you see it and before you can say anything you hear something across the shop “OWE FUCKING FUCK.” You’re head shoots up to see the cute guy from before holding a hand over his chest, the other hand is in a cast. How did you not notice this earlier? His friend shoots up next to him and instead of going to help he just points vigorously at you. “KERRY NOW IS NOT THE TIME TO POINT OUT CUTE GIRLS.” “MILES SHE JUST GOT HOT COFFEE SPILLED ON HER.” The guy in front of you comes back, you hadn’t noticed his absence, and is profusely apologizing and handing you napkins and an ice pack. You turn your focus to him to explain you should have been looking where you were going. You notice the cute guy you now know as Miles looking over his shoulder but not pushing past. “Are you sure you don’t want me to buy you a new shirt? Give you the money for it? Pay for that one to get cleaned?” You shake your head again and thank him for all he’s done. You notice a girl come over and pull him away telling him you said it was fine and he should stop worrying. You smile at the couple as you go to organize yourself when a hand grips your arm. You wince seeing as it’s the arm that your soulmate broke. The arm immediately whipped away. “Oh shit did that, did that hurt? Is your arm?” “My soulmate broke theirs sooo.” His eyes lit up as he basically shoves his cast into your face. You giggled as he did this. “So you think we’re soulmates?” He nods sporadically. “Considering it seems like we’re the only two people in the world right now, yes.” You giggle again as you notice how everything else seemed to tune itself out around you two. “You wanna be one hundred percent positive?” You nod and he immediately pinches his arm hard and you grab your arm. His smile widens as he pulls you into a bone crushing hug. You giggle again as you pull back. “I’m (Y/N).” He grabs the back of your hand and kisses it dramatically. You giggle and turn his hand over to return the favor. He laughs and offers you his non broken arm and you grba your purse and take it. Both of you laugh as you make your way to your car. You stop him and his smile falls “This is me.” You say wearily and he nods his head understandingly. “Can I get your number? Email? Something?” He giggles and pulls out his phone and hands it to you. You put in all your information and text yourself so you can save his. You sigh as you look at your car, reluctant to pull your keys out. “Did you, did you imagine this being more… I don’t know, romantic? Not that this wasn’t great becau-” “Put your purse down.” You cock an eyebrow and he just rolls his eyes and takes your purse setting it on your car. You go to talk but before you can get out a word you’re being twirled around and dipped to the ground and kissed by Miles. You break apart and hes still holding you close in a dip. “Is that romantic enough?” You pull his face to yours and kiss him again. “Miles, Burnie called, he said if you’re okay you need to come back in.” Miles sighs deeply and readjusts your position. You peck his cheek and shove him towards Kerry. He goes back to Kerry and you lean against your car and take a deep breathe. Looking down at your shirt you realize you’ll probably have to throw it out and you let out a more dissapointed sigh. You run a hand through your hair and turn to unlock your car when an arm on your shoulder pulling you around and a pair of lips were on yours. You melted into the kiss feeling Miles’s hands around your waist. Once you pulled away he was shoving something into your arms. “I didn’t know where you were going but I figured you wouldn’t want to be covered in coffee.” He shoved a black sweatshirt with a gray bunny on the front into your arms. You giggled and kissed his cheek thanking him. Kerry grabbed Miles and dragged him away while you laughed. You put the sweatshirt on and got into your car to go home. You found your soulmate he was a total klutz, but he’s your totaly klutz.