You know that theory about Eddie coming back as a vampire? Beautiful theory, chef kiss, absolutely delectable…
bUT-!!!
How about we sprinkle some bat-wings into that theory, and add in some some traits from the Illyrian's from ACOTAR?? ((If you haven't read ACOTAR, Illyrian wings are super sensitive, and they compare the feeling of touching them to the feeling of someone whispering in your ear (Y'know, that shivery, tingly feeling that kind of makes your body react on its own despite you trying to keep still? It’s that.)
ANYWAY!!!
Eddie has miraculously come back from the upside-down, right? You never expected to see him again after the incident, and yet here he was, your Eddie in the flesh. He came back to you— he came back for you. Yet you couldn’t help notice some things had changed about him. His skin was even more pale, his eyes sunken in, his teeth seemed to come to a sharper point whenever you caught his mouth open wide enough to get a good look… oh and of course there were a huge set of bat-like wings sticking out of his back.
They were massive. Dark, scaly wings with veins running along the thin membrane. They seemed to twitch every so often, like they were settling to the new climate. There were talons at the place where they bent in half, the wicked bone gleaming and ready to shred through flesh. You couldn’t help but think… was this really your Eddie? Had he left and come back as something else, something that you had not originally fallen for?
You tried to stay away. You tried to keep your distance in case something bad happened, despite every instinct urging you to run to him and hug him until your arms were too tired to cling to him anymore. But you could only control yourself for so long, especially with his sad, puppy dog eyes, and the way his hands twitched like he was fighting the urge to grab you himself. It was only a matter of time before you threw your arms around him, sobbing into his torn clothes.
As his arms wrapped around you his wings followed as well. You couldn’t help but be a little uncomfortable as the huge appendages closed around you, the only light source was the faint glowing through the membrane of his wings. You couldn’t help but admire them, it was something straight out of a fantasy book. You didn’t think twice as you reached out to lightly brush the material of his wings, and he only shuddered in response, tightening his grip on you and burying his face into your neck.
Hugs slowly turned into kissing, kissing turned into a feverish make-out, and that eventually turned into him rutting into you like a feral animal.
Next thing you know you’re on your bed, feet in the air as Eddie sloppily thrusts into your cunt over and over again, not bothering to hide his needy moans or whimpers. He was so cold, and you were so warm… so, so warm. He wanted to be inside you forever, he never wanted to leave— and he won’t. Never again. They would have to pry you from his sharp, cold hands. You were his— his personal cunt. His.
Behind him his wings flared out, as if reacting to the pleasure of your cunt on their own. Occasional trembles ran through them, sometimes they snapped shut before flaring out again in all their creepy beauty. They took up most of your sight. If you weren’t looking at Eddie and his fucked-out expression, you were looking at them. They surrounded you, as if you and Eddie were in your own world and nothing could bother you.
As he rutted into you your fingers curled through his hair, pulling and earning a shaky moan from him, followed by a couple light curses falling from his lips. His breath quickened as your hands trailed from his hair to his shoulders, feeling the no-longer-human muscles ripple under his skin. From there you worked your way down his shoulder blades until you felt where his wings protruded from his back. You didn’t catch the slight tense in his back or the way his breath hitched ever so slightly as you felt the material of his wings. It was only when you grabbed them that he let you a brutal moan, thrusting into you so hard you yelped and held on tighter.
“Oh f-fuck, babe,” He’d stutter, burying his face in your neck and placing his hand by your head, the other gripping your side in a near-painful way. He didn’t mean to hurt you, you just felt so good and he didn’t know his new strength yet. “God— shit— do that again…”
You oblige breathlessly, giving his wings another small squeeze and he nearly cums right there. He starts thrusting again with a newfound passion, chasing a high that has tempted him like never before— all because of you. Hammering his cock into you over and over again, you’re sure you’ll be bruised in the morning.
The sound of fucking filled the room so loudly that you can barley hear Eddie’s “Fuckfuckfuckshit—!”, His wings flare and flap a little as if trying to help him dive deeper into your cunt. Soon your vision starts going white and you feel that heat building and building in your stomach, causing you to cling to Eddie and plead for him not to stop. Don’t worry, he wasn’t planning on it.
A few more thrusts has Eddie cumming, his wings flaring out to their entirety. Your heart can’t help but stop and drop into your stomach. You didn’t realize how scary this man was until you see him spread out and looking down at you like you were a meal he was going to devour ever inch of, and savor every bite. For some reason this pushes you over the edge and has you gushing around Eddie’s cock moments later.
He hovers over you, continuing to thrust lazily into your twitching cunt just to hear that sweet wet sound of your pussy filled with his cum. His breath was uneven, you could feel it on your skin as you wrapped your arms around his neck in a hug. He nestled into you, whispering how much he loved you in a hushed tone. You missed it. You missed him. And you were never going to let him go again.
And now that you know about his sensitive wings, things are sure going to be more interesting in the bedroom.
SleepParalysis!Gojo x Reader (Afab, otherwise no pronouns used)
❗️Warnings❗️: NSFW, NON/DUBCON, paralysis, denied orgasm, oral (Reader receiving), Gojo has a staring problem
A/N: I wrote this in like 2 hours, and this is my first official fic so be nice 🥺
(This is for @sems-diarie only, I am entirely infatuated with her—)
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How did it come to this? You had no problem with sleep paralysis before, so why now? Why tonight of all nights?
Your eyes glanced around the dark room, only dimly lit by the moonlight from your window. It was all you could do, you’ve already tried moving and it was no use— you were paralyzed. Hence the paralysis part of sleep paralysis. You raked your brain for any tips in all the stories you heard of events like these and for all you knew you just had to wait it out. Which you didn’t mind doing, it didn’t really scare you and you felt comfortable enough in your own house. It was just a matter of time.… but… you couldn’t help the feeling of unease that scratched at the back of your mind. Maybe you weren’t as comfortable as you thought. You thought about the feeling and you could only relate it to one you have experienced before; you had the feeling you were being watched.
It’s just nerves, you tell yourself, this will be over in no time.
“I don’t think so~” A singsong voice startled you, making your heart stop cold.
Your eyes scanned the room and saw nothing at first, but in the corner a figure seemed to materialize out of the shadows. A figure with striking blue eyes. You were scared to death, you’re sure if you had control of your body you would be already halfway out the door, but that was not the case. You could only watch in horror as the figure approached the bed, taking its sweet time.
Now that it was closer you could make out more details of it; from its white whispy hair to his lean, built figure, and his hands that turned into sharp claw-like fingers at the end. All in all he was an attractive… thing, even if he was scaring the shit out of you right now.
“Hey now, no need to be so tense,” He said cheerfully, making his way to the side of the bed. He loomed over you, that cheerful smile never leaving his face, “We’ve known each other for a while now after all!”
You blinked, confused as to what the absolute hell he was referring too, and he must’ve noticed the questioning in your eyes because he started talking again. “Y’see, I’m a demon— obviously— and you just so happened to catch my eye, Babe. Lucky you~!” He knelt by the bed, and your eyes strained to watch him out of the corner of your vision. “I’ve been watching you for quite some time now, I just couldn’t help myself. You are just to damn cute for your own good~!”
You winced as he reached out and pinched your cheek, your skin stinging afterwards. You mustered all your control to glare at him, which he only found amusing. Don’t you know it’s not a good idea to give attitude to a demon? Either way he propped his elbow up on your bedside and placed his chin in his palm, staring at you with a sleazy grin.
“You can call me Gojo, it’s only fitting seeing as how I know so much about you,” He purred, reaching out to touch a lock of your hair, twirling it around his finger as he continued talking, “For instance I know you live alone, I know that you haven’t had a boyfriend in a long time, and I know you haven’t been able to, uh, satisfy yourself in that time either~!” The demon said with a chuckle. Oh.
You could feel your face heating up at his words, you still had so many questions, how did he know so much? Your sleep deprived brain started forcing pieces together to make a conclusion as he continued talking— this was a dream. How else could he know so much about you if he wasn’t a hot figment of your imagination?
So all you had to do was wake up…
“— It’s always so adorable watching you unbox a new pair of lingerie, the way you prance around and spin in the mirror, admiring your cute little bra and panties…”
Your cheeks burned with embarrassment at the way he said that so nonchalantly, his cheek resting in the palm of his hand. This demon was talking in a tone that suggested this was the most casual topic in the world. Why did you pick that moment to zone back in on his words???
“Are you wearing any?” Gojo asked, his disco-balls of eyes gleaming at you. Even though it was dark in the room they seemed to glow with an eerie light, a sort of hunger hidden in them resembling that of a cat playing with its mouse. “Underwear, I mean.”
You can’t find it in yourself to respond, your chest heaving up and down. Your tongue felt dry and heavy, like you just stuffed wads of cotton balls in your mouth. It was too hot in your room, yet so cold at the same time— but what really amplified those sensation were the next words that tumbled out of his mouth.
“Let’s check, shall we~?”
With a smooth flick of a wrist he pulled the side of your covers up, inviting himself into your bed with a happy hum before pulling it back down over himself. You couldn’t see him, but you could feel him shifting under the blanket, positioning himself between your legs. This felt too real to be a dream, you could feel the shift of the mattress under his added weight, the rustle of the covers against your skin— and most importantly, you could feel his warm breath against your legs. You could feel it as he moved himself up your thighs, his cold fingers trailing up your skin, pulling up your shorts down until you were sure it was bunched around your ankles.
“Ah, you’re not? Naughty, naughty~,” You could hear Gojo muse, hearing the laughter in the demon’s voice, “I can’t tell if I’m thrilled or disappointed— you always had such good taste in underwear…”
You swallowed hard, chanting to yourself over and over in your mind; it’s just a dream, it’s just a dream. Your poor heart was pounding to the point you were sure it would break through your chest any second. You tried thinking of something else— anything else— to distract from the monster between your legs, making comments on your cunt, but it was near impossible when you felt a tongue dart out and swipe up your slit. Your breath caught in your throat as you felt your body jerk in response at the soft, wet surprise. The demon chuckled, pulling the covers off of him enough to reveal his mischievous face, lips pulled back into a shit-eating grin.
“Ah, Sorry about that,” He said with a smile, not looking sorry in the slightest, “I couldn’t help myself, your cunt just looked so adorable, it was practically begging to be eaten.”
His finger gently ran along your pussy’s lips a few times before pushing inside of you. You tensed at the intrusion, unable to grit your teeth or fist your sheets from the unwelcome intrusion. His predatory eyes never left yours as he worked his digit in and out of you at an agonizingly slow pace, enjoying the way he could feel your cunt squeezing around him and the distress in your eyes.
Gojo hummed, “Cute,” as he pulled his finger out, dragging it along his tongue, making sure you can see your essence smeared all over it before he popped it in his mouth, sucking it clean. He then let out an “Aah~” sound like it was the most refreshing glass of water in the hot summer which made you want to groan— wether in disgust or arousal you didn’t know.
“Tell ya what, Cutie,” The chipper demon said, rubbing small circles in your hips, “I’m absolutely famished, and there so happens to be a appetizing meal right in front of me, so I’ll tell you how it’s gonna go down…” You can feel his arms hooking around the underside of your legs as he lowered himself back down to be face level with your pussy, “I’m gonna eat your fucking cunt till I’m satisfied, and you’re gonna be good and lay there n’ take it, yeah?”
The look in his eyes made it clear you had no choice, something darker settled over his bright gaze that sent shivers up your spine. You swallowed again, letting out a small deep breath you didn’t even realize you were holding.
“Great~!” He purred, and in an instant he was on your pussy, licking up the length of it before he went to work, eating like a man starved. He made no effort to hide the lewd sounds he was making; wether it was the slurping of your cunt or the pornstar-worthy moans he let out between breaths. His ever so skilled tongue pushes its way inside you, running along your walls and thrusting with glee.
Despite your reluctance, you felt an orgasm building in the pit of your stomach, the familiar feeling only increasing as he brought you closer and closer to the edge with every thrust, flick, and slurp of his tongue. His eyes hardly left yours, only breaking contact when he took a small break to admire your twitching cunt like it was the thing he loved most in the world. You could easily mistake that look for love if it wasn’t for the dangerous look in his eyes, a look that let you know he was no human, and therefor had no mercy like one. He wasn’t going easy on you, he was merely toying with you. He wanted to make this last, and make it last he would.
Your chest heaved as you felt the small flame in your gut slowly build into a roaring fire, and your only hope for the blissful douse of relief was the demon currently between your legs who was lavishing your pussy with such pleasure—
“Aht-Aht,” He tutted and drew back before you could cum, leaving the fire to continue simmering— yanking your back from the edge.
— Who was hellbent on making you suffer.
You could feel a few warm tear tricking down your cheek, silently cursing yourself for crying. He didn’t seem to care though, in fact he looked joyous at the fact you started crying. The demon crawled up the bed so he was right above you, caging you in between his arms as he leaned in— only inches away from your face, you realize. He stayed there for a while, staring at you with his hypnotic eyes. The silence was loud, you really wished you could say something— anything— but you still weren’t able to. How frustrating.
Gojo’s lips brushed against your cheek, licking his lips to absorb the salty taste of your tears, only to go back in his with tongue. He dragged the appendage that was just in your cunt across your cheek with a grin. The white haired man— no, monster— leaned down so he could whisper in your ear.
“I can’t get enough of you, Princess,” He purred, the crazed edge in his voice more apparent than ever, “I swear I can spend every second of every day eating you out… but for now I guess I’ll have to settle for making you cum on my tongue over, and over, and over again tonight. Then maybe, just maybe, you’ll be ready to take my cock~” He grabbed your wrist and pressed your palm against his achingly hard cock, letting out a pleased whine as he did, and if you weren’t crying before you were really crying now. How was that suppose to fit??
Gojo snickered, grinding into your hand slightly, “Don’t worry, baby, I promise I’ll make you feel good… so, so good tonight. I can’t tell if it’s good luck or bad luck that you have a demon utterly infatuated with you…”
With that look in his eyes, you figured it was the second option, but then again it was difficult to tell when his lips were back on your cunt, pushing you toward the edge once again. You knew he was nowhere near done, especially when he lifted his head to coo.
“Buckle in, Princess, because you’re not getting any sleep tonight~”
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Ahh. I hope this was okay for my first official fic, don’t look at me, I’m embarrassed— ｡ﾟ(ﾟ´ω`ﾟ)ﾟ｡
Characters: (Gender Neutral) Reader x Tobio Kageyama
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Tobio Kageyama:
Poor guy. Being socially awkward is hard.
Once he decides he wants to kiss you, he will dedicate.
He kissed before like in 3rd grade when girls would peck him on the cheek.
He most likely stayed up late at night watching “How To Kiss” videos.
If you think he didn’t practice on his volleyball at least once, you’re wrong.
He thinks he has the whole kissing this down now. Key word is think.
He’s probably very confident up until the moment it happens.
He uses too much force at first and you guys end up bruising both of your faces.
He apologizes a lot afterwards
Storytime! ⬇️
“Tobio, you’re pretty quiet today,” You say, enjoying the warm afternoon breeze.
“Mh-hm...” comes his response.
“Something on your mind?”
“Mh-hm...”
“... Want to tell me what it is...?”
“Mm...”
“Are you even listening to what I’m saying?”
No. No he was not.
In fact he was freaking out inside because his mind was going a thousand miles per minute. For the past ten minutes he’s been planning out every outcome of what would happen when he kissed you. Would you reject him? Would you yell? Would you like it? Could he do it again?? Yet thanks to his neutral face, you were in the shadows, left to ponder what had him acting so weird.
“Are you... angry with me?” You ask quietly, eyes scanning his face carefully.
His blue eyes widen slightly as he jerks his attention over to you, “What? Of course not. Why would you think that?”
“It’s just...” You sigh, looking away for a moment, “you’ve been really quiet and you haven’t really answered my questions... I was just wondering if you were a—!”
You weren’t able to finish the sentence as you were met with a very close Kageyama once you turned back in his direction, but that wasn’t the most shocking thing. No, the most shocking thing was when a blunt pain exploded on your mouth when his lips met yours in a painful collision causing you to yelp and jerk away, hand instantly going to touch your swollen lips.
“Oh—! A-are you okay..?!” Kageyama asked hurriedly, hesitantly reaching out as if you touch you but his hands retreated just as fast. He was afraid he hurt you— well, hurt you again. He couldn’t stop the embarrassed blush that crept across his face. “I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to hurt you, I was just...! I just wanted to kiss you and... and uh...” He was at a loss for words, his tongue felt thick and useless in his mouth.
“That was suppose to be a kiss? You sure you weren’t trying to bite me?” You asked with a small chuckle. Kageyama just looked down at the floor sheepishly, an awkward silence growing between you with each passing second.
Finally he mumbled, “I... I got... nervous...”
You chuckle and scoot a little closer to him. You didn’t move until he looked up and met your gaze, his cheeks still burning. You leaned forward, closing your eyes as you gently kissed his flustered lips. You could feel his breath immediately stop and his posture tense up. He rapidly blinked a few times. You were kissing him. You were kissing him. What was he suppose to do??? All his hours of YouTube studying went out the window as he tried to recall something— anything— that would help him in this moment. He settled for gently intertwining his fingers with yours as your hand brushed against his trembling knuckles.
For a few blissful moments you two stayed like that until you pulled away, leaving the King of the Court with a pouty look on his face. You took a couple seconds to appreciate how cute it was, giving his hand a small squeeze. “It’s okay. I wanted to kiss you too,” You chuckle warmly, drawing a bashful smile from Kageyama.
Yet this moment ended as Tanaka popped around the corner and shouted something about getting back to practice. You both frowned, but Kageyama signed and brought your knuckles up to his hand, giving it a quick kiss before letting go and standing up.
“We’ll talk some more later, okay? Come find me after practice,” He said, rubbing the back of his neck before flashing you a small grin. Then off he went to yell at Tanaka for spoiling the moment.
And you were left alone with throbbing lips and a flutter in your stomach.
Nishinoya, Oikawa, and Kuroo being hit by their S/O during a tickle fight:
Warnings: None, sfw!
AN: I, for one, become a mma boxer when someone tickles me. Anyway, have fun reading this!
Nishinoya:
It was a total accident
You’re chilling on the couch one night when Noya walks in with this... look on his face.
Right from the start you can tell something is turning in his head
“Noya...? What are you doing...?”
He doesn’t answer, he just stalks closer as you eye at him suspiciously. What was he doing?
He pounces on you in a second, causing you to let out a started scream.
You were about to question what he was doing when you felt his hands on your sides, the feeling of cold dread hitting you before the seize of laughter does.
His fingers rapidly dance across your sides as you try to curl into a ball to protect you from his prying hands.
“N-Noya—?! AhaHAHA, S-stop it! Noya! Noya I said stop!”’
You didn’t even realize what happened until you’re catching your breath, your eyes opening to reveal a shocked looking Noya above you.
“You... you hit me!”
“I did...?” You ask, just now noticing the pain in your fist and the growing red mark on his face. “Oh my god, I did!”
Cue the rapid apologizing.
“Noya, I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean too, I didn’t even realize I did it!”
You pepper the sides of his faces with kisses and hold the libero close to you despite him saying that he was fine.
“Babe, I’m fine! Nice punch, though!”
Needless to say you felt like crap but a few dozen kisses later you finally start to ease up on yourself as you snuggle in with your boy and turn on a movie.
You fell asleep together before it ended.
Oikawa:
You were in school when Oikawa came up to you, feeling extra mischievous for some reason.
“Hey, Tooru,” You hum as he rests his chin on your head.
You’re getting your books out of your locker when you feel his hands give your sides a small squeeze.
“Tooru,” You say, a hint of warning in his voice. You knew that he knew that you were ticklish but what he didn’t know if your tendency to flail around like an octopus on crack when you were tickled.
He only scoffed in amusement when you tried to act so tough. After all, what could you do that would be harmful to him?
He finds out his answer soon enough when he starts tickling you, your body immediately going into defensive mode.
Your elbow slammed back and connected with his stomach, causing him to wheeze and pull back, holding his abs dramatically.
You spin around, your eyes wide with surprise. “Tooru, I’m so sorry! I tried to warn you, though!”
You rambled on apologetically, feeling guilty even if he did deserve it.
“I dunno, y/n-Chan. I’m pretty roughed up. I don’t know if I’ll ever be the same again!” Oikawa said dramatically, clutching his abs as if he was stabbed.
You roll your eyes and stand on your tiptoes to place a kiss on his cheek. “Better?”
You don’t let his flushed expression go unnoticed. It was rather cute.
“Y-Yeah! Hah! I’m feeling better already! Though, uh... I’m sure I’d get better faster with more kisses...?” Tooru asked shyly, his nose and ears red as cherries.
“Pfft. Later, I have to get to class.”
You guys meet up later and be assured he got plenty of more kisses.
Kuroo:
You were still drowsy with sleep when you felt your boyfriends arm wrap around you.
“Sleeeeeepy head~” You hear his voice call out to you.
You let out a groan in response, turning over on your side and tossing the cover over your head to block him out.
“Honey pie.”
Still no response.
“Baby doll.”
“Whaaaat do you want?” You whine, angry that he woke you up.
“Someone’s grumpy~” You hear him chuckle before feeling his finger poke you in the side.
You grumble and swat at his hand from under the cover. Yet that doesn’t convince him to stop.
Poking turns into lightly tickling, and it doesn’t take long to get more intense.
You flail around under the covers, attempting to get away from his hands while laughing and cursing angrily at him between gasping breaths.
“S-Stop it, Tetsuro!!!” You manage to sputter out between laughing attacks.
You swing your arm out again only for it to connect to something hard. You hear a sharp grunt and feel his hands retreat.
Peeking out from under the cover you see your boyfriend holding his nose and groaning. Oh crap, did you do that?
“Baby, are you okay???”
“You whacked me in the face,” He groaned, looking at you from the corner of his eyes.
Your heart skipped a beat. He looked... angry? Oh boy.
Sitting up you quickly start apologizing. Things like “I’m so sorry”, “I couldn’t see”, etc. left your mouth.
You only stop when you notice his expression and his softly shaking shoulders. He was laughing.
Your worry quickly turns into anger as you let out an irritated sigh, throwing the blanket back over you.
“Babe,” He said, chuckling as he nudged you with his hand. “Babe, I’m sorry. You really did hit me though.”
“Not funny.” You grumble stubbornly.
You feel him pull you closer against him, tucking you to his chest and draping his arm over you. He nuzzles into your neck, taking a moment to enjoy it before chuckling again.
You knew you couldn’t stay mad at him forever, and he knew it too.
It was only a matter of time before you were cuddling him back, relaxing in his arms as you started falling asleep again.
“Hey, babe, I’m back!” You heard Noya sound off as he came back from the store. Quickly you started wiping your face, trying to hide the fact that a few moments ago you were sobbing into your pillow.
Your heart skipped a beat when you heard his footsteps approaching your room, and in the spur of the moment you threw your blanket over your head and laid down, hoping he would think you’re asleep.
“Babe?” He asked as he nudged open the door. A few moments passed before he spoke up again. “I know you’re not sleeping.”
“... how can you tell?”
“Well...” He walked over and sat on the bed next to you, “you snore for one thing—“
“‘Noya!” You scolded, feeling your cheeks heat up in embarrassment.
He just snickered and reached over to tug at the blanket. “Hey... c’mon, why won’t you look at me?”
“...”
“... Y/N, is everything okay?”
Those words. Those three words made you come undone. You tried to stay quiet, but you couldn’t help the shake of your shoulders or the quiet sobs that started to slowly become more loud with each passing moment. Dammit, those stupid words!
“Y/N... You’re trembling,” Noya said. He gripped the blanket and pulled again, this time you didn’t stop him as he tugged the sheet down to reveal your red, bloodshot eyes.
“It’s fine,” You lied to him.
“No, it’s not,” He leaned forward to gently grip your shoulders. “What is it? Tell me what’s wrong.”
You shake your head, burying your face in your pillow. But he wouldn’t give up so easily.
“Y/N, tell me. You know I love you more than anything, and if it’s something I can help with or something I did, tell me so I can help fix i—“
He was cut off as you tossed the blanket off of yourself and threw yourself on to him, finally letting yourself let go. You sobbed into his chest as he rubbed small circles in your back. He didn’t say anything, nor did he need to. He let you cry and break down, all while holding you securely in his arms.
“It’s okay, Y/N... you’re so strong and beautiful,” Nishinoya whispered as he kissed the top of your head. “Whatever you’re stressing about, we’ll get through it together.”
“I’m... I’m just so stressed, Noya...” You whisper quietly, pressing your nose into his neck. You inhaled that familiar, comforting scent and that seemed to calm you down a little bit.
“And that’s fine... you’re okay, I’m here.”
He grabbed the blanket and wrapped around the two of you, and you both stayed there for at least an hour; sometimes talking, and sometimes just staying quiet but knowing everything the other one was feeling.
When you calmed down you looked up at him, fiddling with the lock of his blonde hair. “Noya?”
“Hm?”
“Did you get the icecream?”
Pause.
“About that...” He chuckled slightly. “I think it’s melted by now...”
“Noyaaaa!”
“No no, it’s okay! You know why?”
“No, why...?”
“Because I also got straws!! We’re going anti-VSCO girl tonight, babe! Icecream soup!”
You laughed, hugging him tightly. He was a dork, but he was your dork. You leaned forward to press your lips against his, and in that moment nothing else in the world mattered.
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