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Dream of me - 2hollis fic

You and Holli had been friends for as long as you could consciously remember, since your early teens. You'd seen each other grow up, to now, hopefully, respectable adults. You'd been the one who who'd go to, for anything. You were never one to judge, and he loved that about you. He loved that you were the supportive chip on his shoulder. He loved, you. Maybe as of recent, in a way more than just platonic. Thinking of you everywhere, all the time, the memory of you lodged into his head. He'd always had some shred of feelings for you, but only now did he pluck up enough courage to ask you, shoving his anxiety down and shitting it out, just the mere idea of being able to even just hold you- to kiss you, overriding all negatives.

tw / tags: fluff, slight angst, cheesy, lowk buns writing because i didnt proofread, affection e.g kissing ect. female reader

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req by anonymous- hope u love it :)

Spit pooled in his mouth as his hands trembled, clenching into a tight fist as he knocked on the door. Your door. The door he came running to when anything went wrong, or right, just, this door- always this door. But it was the person behind it who really mattered. He was never the type to pine after someone, which is what he told himself, but after a year of you stuck in his head in a not so friendship way, maybe he really was going to pine after someone.

You got up out of your duvets, looking down at yourself, grimacing at the unsightly sight. Your grey pajama shirt was hanging off your shoulder literally with a string. Your slippers shuffled along the wooden floorboards with a squeak as your hand clutched the door handle, peering through the peephole, dead blonde locks framing a familiar face that made your heart constrict between your ribs, and that not so presentable outfit feel more important. You patted down your shirt, not sure it did anything, and scrambled to fix your hair in the reflection of a vase. You fingers twisted open the door, looking up at him with an uncontrollable smile that etched your ears.

"You know I'm not cut out for company right now, right?" you joked with a nervous laugh, an expression on his face which made your stomach churn.

He looked back down at you with his eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly, his lips parted and his mouth dry, his fingers reaching out, not sure what to do with his limbs as he looked right back at you, mirroring your smile.

"Shut up," He dismissed, pausing for a moment. "You look pretty." He admitted, the words sliding off his tongue like honey.

You avoid facing him, shutting the door, smiling wide like a secret where he couldn't see. "Why are you here so late? You usually sleep before like, 10pm." You asked, turning to see him already on your couch, sitting uncomfortably straight.

"I gotta tell you something" He admitted, almost feeling like he was gonna throw up from the mere thought of telling you how he felt, and not even imagining it play out and convincing himself you wouldn't be mad, and that maybe you'd even like him, maybe if you didn't, that it was worth a shot- could help. Even in sleep, you were there, in all of the dreams he could remember, and in the ones he couldn't, he could feel it. And yeah, of course he loved dreaming of you, he slept just for it. But it was different when he knew he couldn't just stay wanting you, in this strange purgatory where all he could think of was you. He was scared. Scared of ruining everything. Your friendship, the adrenaline he felt when you'd touch sides, because the pull he felt was just too strong to not be obnoxiously near all the time. So he weighed everything out and now it was time to stop suffering in his silence. And come to your house with your favorite flowers and balloons. Shit. He left them in the car. How could you be so stupid?

"What?" You queried, settling next to him, your eyebrows furrowing as he shot up, running out. "Where are you going?" You faltered, looking behind you at the door, your breath catching in your throat as you stared at him standing there awkwardly, looking at you with a cheesy smile. Tulips, your favorite, in a pretty pink wrapping. Balloons, pink too.

"What's all this?" You stuttered, taking them in your hands, your fingers brushing his, your face going hot. A square note, with his bad handwriting on it. "Love, Hollis"

"I really like you, i mean, i love you," He divulged, staring down at you awkwardly before sitting next to you, watching carefully for a reaction, his knees knocking yours.

"Holli" You stopped yourself, feeling like you could cry with all the emotions coming to the surface as you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, gripping onto the fabric of his shirt as you let the flowers fall behind, burying your head into the crook of his neck.

"I love you too" You professed, the words a whisper in his ear. His hands wrapped around your waist like second nature, pulling you against his chest as he relished in the feeling of the moment he'd thought of for so long, letting out a shaky breath as he closed his eyes shut tight, smiling ear to ear.

"I'm so glad to hear that, you don't even know" He mumbled, taking in a deep breath, the smell of your hair intoxicating as he pulled away slightly, his hands grasping your waist as his gaze shifted between your eyes and your lips. He licked his lips as he swallowed his spit, hesitantly pressing his lips to yours in a gentle and sweet kiss, hoping it could say everything he couldn't in words.

Your hands tangled in his hair, never wanting to let go as you let him pull back, staring into his eyes, smitten. You felt nauseous, and you swore you might have a heart attack, but none of it really mattered, because, Holli, your Holli, loved you. And now, he really was yours.

"What do we do now?" You giggled, your hands still in his hair, and his hands still gently caressing your waste, careful.

"I don't know" He replied in a whisper, his eyes still stuck on your lips, as the moment replayed in his head, and all he wanted to do was kiss you again.

"...Watch something?" You suggested awkwardly, excited but confused on what you were meant to do after, well, this. You smiled to yourself, your eyes lingering on his lips before prying them away, reaching for the remote on the table, choosing your favorite romance as you looked back at him, resting your head on his shoulder, his arm holding you close to him. It was all he needed, maybe forever.

"I love you" You cooed, resting your head upon his chest, feeling his heart beat against your ear, his body warm beneath you.

His heart swelled with affection as he felt you lean into him, a feeling that burst through as he bit back a grin at your words. "I love you too" He purred, placing a lingering kiss on your forehead, as his hands played with your hair, still a little nervous.

Through the movie, well, to be honest, he was never really watching it. His eyes wandered over to you like bees to honey, and every time, a little longer than the last. Your breath was steady, your heart full and feeling content. Feeling loved. Your eyes fluttered shut, his warmth encapsulating you as he stared at you, pinching himself to make sure it wasn't another one of his dreams. Not to say he wouldn't still dream of you, because obviously, that would still continue.

His fingers still played with your hair as you slept, letting out a laugh of disbelief.

"Sleep well" he whispered, leaning down to press a soft peck to the top of your head, which he just couldn't resist.

"Dream of me" he purred lazily, his eyes fluttering shut as he rested his head on the back of the couch.

"Ill dream of you."

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I mini shifted!!

You guys can’t imagine how long I didn’t have any success with shifting but today I just laid down and tried to sleep a little since I’m sick. Next thing I know is I feel a vibration and I feel a different surrounding- I’m on stage together with stray kids, and we perform one of their songs and rn it was Han’s part. The crowd also sang along on specific lines. I just vibed with my mic in my hand as if it was a light stick. And then I’m sadly back in my cr. But I’m very happy for this outcome especially since I’ve been manifesting this whole day☝🏼🥹

Next time I’ll do it again and again and again until I’m confident in shifting and I can perma shift 🙏🏼

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Oh by the way, I am 2,222 days sober. On the 22nd. Isn't that cute? Look at all them 2s 🐔

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