”i’m sorry but no” from the prompt list thingy (also hello i love and miss u 💗💗💗)
Anriiiii 💕 I love you and I miss you 💕 I hope you like what I did with this prompt - I made it Evak, I guess you have nothing against that :D Even is very smiley so I thought this was perfect for you 💕 also my sister was rewatching Gossip Girl so this has some influence of that haha - and it got longer than expected, which actually isn’t that surprising because I just can’t write short stuff haha
“I’m sorry but no,” Sana shook her head, a hint of pity on her features before she looked back down on her notes.
Isak groaned, bringing his hands to his face. “Sanaaaaa,” He whined, inclined to get out of his seat just so he could stomp his feet petulantly. “Please, it’s your duty as my best bud.”
Sana sighed and put her pencil down to glare at Isak. If they didn’t know each other as long as they did, Isak would be fucking terrified by that look. “We’re not best buds,” Was all she said.
Isak leaned back, balancing his weight on the hind legs of his chair. “Sana Bakkoush, we are best buds. Don’t try to fight it, you won’t get rid of me. So please don’t let me go through the Annual Valtersen Easter Soiree on my own. I won’t survive it!” Isak ranted dramatically.
Sana rolled her eyes at his antics and clipped, “Oh look at that. You don’t survive, I get rid of you. I win.” And promptly laughed at Isak’s scandalised expression.
Gnawing on his bottom lip, Isak tried to think of another solution. Because if he knew one thing it was that Sana didn’t easily change her mind once she had decided on something. “Who’s gonna be my partner for that stupid dinner party then?” He groaned, his mind drawing a blank.
“I’ll come with you.”
That was definitely not Sana having suddenly decided to do Isak a favour after all. Isak’s gaze travelled up a long torso until his eyes reached smirking lips and then blue blue blue. Isak crashed forward, back on all four legs of his chair, his stomach swooping uncomfortably when he thought he’d crash to the ground and break his neck. “Hi?” He said rather breathlessly, blinking owlishly at the stranger.
Confidence in person, he stretched out his hand, waiting for Isak to take it. “Even. Nice to meet you.”
“Uh, okay,” Isak sent Sana a quick, confused glance but she just shrugged, just as stumped as him, “I’m Isak?”
Even shot him a blinding smile, rocking back and forth on his heels for a moment, the awkward silence stretching between them. “So you need a date for that… soiree you said?” He eventually prompted.
Isak furrowed his brow, trying to sort his thoughts before coming up with a reply. “I do, uh— but. I don’t know you? Why would you offer yourself?”
He shrugged. “I’m bored and you’re cute. So…” He spread his arms, “Here I am. What do you say?”
What Isak would like to say is that this is crazy and quite frankly, he felt like he was missing the joke. But instead, he just gaped at him and the ever (un)helpful Sana piped up, “It’s a deal.” Isak whipped his head around so fast to stare at her that something in his neck cracked.
“Great,” There was that smile again, so warm that Isak was melting, “Here…” He leaned down and grabbed a napkin, fishing a pen out of his pocket, “That’s my number, send me the details. I gotta run, but I’m looking forward to this!”
When he was gone, Isak’s mind was running a million miles an hour. “What the fuck just happened?”
Sana smirked. “I got you a date to your parents’ soiree.”
—
“This is bullshit,” Isak groaned, pulling on his untied bowtie, undoing it completely again, “I’ll just text him that the party was postponed or something.”
Sana shook her head vehemently and pushed his fingers away as she started tying his bowtie. “You’re not gonna do that. I’m not letting you complain to me anymore how you want a boy to like you when you have one right there.”
Isak threw his hands in the air in frustration. “We don’t know him! He could be a crazy stalker!”
“He’s fine,” She assured him, “I did a background check. Followed him on instagram and everything. He has not liked any of your pictures from four years ago — I mean, why would he, you’re lame.”
Isak pouted, “Excuse you, my meme game is on point.”
“And that’s why you’re lame,” Sana smirked smugly. “Also,” She added as an afterthought, “He liked some of my pictures.” She patted his shoulders when she was done with his bowtie and Isak immediately darted for his phone, opening his instagram app.
Isak asked as casually as possible, “What’s his username?” But Sana laughed at him anyway.
“even.bn,” She told him and Isak immediately went through his recent notifications to see if he found that name anywhere. But no such luck.
In that moment, there was a knock on the door and Sana went to get it, grabbing her jacket on the way. “Hi Even, bye Even. Isak,” She said, pushing past Even before either of them could say anything.
Isak couldn’t do much more than stare at Even in his smoking and perfect hair and even more perfect smile. He was fucking breathtaking.
“You’re stunning,” Even complimented, stepping farther into the room.
And Isak was reeling. He was stunning? When Even came in here looking like that? “T-thank you,” He croaked.
Even grinned like he had just won the jackpot, crinkly eyes and everything. “Ready to go?”
They took the tram to the Valtersen residence — a place Isak nowadays only saw for events like the one tonight — not quite caring about the funny looks their attire got them as they couldn’t really look away from each other.
The ride wasn’t that long but as they exited the tram, Isak already felt like he knew Even so much better. The initial shyness was gone so Isak didn’t hesitate to loop his arm around Even’s offered one.
As per usual, the house was lavishly decorated for the soiree and already bursting with people, stalking around in their posh dresses and smokings, putting on fake smiles and posing for the camera.
When Isak spotted his mother, he tugged Even in that direction despite Even’s insistence of getting drinks first. “Hi mamma,” Isak greeted her with a smile, leaning in to hug her. “Pappa,” His tone dropped a little bit as he looked at the man next to Marianne and the hug he gave him was only for show. Isak cleared his throat, turning to Even, “These are my parents, Marianne and Terje. Uh, and this is Even…”
Only then did he notice the pinched expressions on his parents’ faces and Even didn’t seem quite as comfortable anymore either. “Mr and Mrs Valtersen, nice to meet you,” Even said politely, stretching out his hand for them to shake but dropping it when it hung between them awkwardly.
Isak’s brow furrowed even more when his father simply cleared his throat and turned away from their small circle demonstratively. Marianne’s lips left a soft spoken, “Mr Bech Næsheim,” that echoed between them.
As the name registered, Isak’s wide eyes turned to Even. The awkwardness suddenly made sense. He had brought the offspring of his family’s company’s biggest opponent to their soiree. “Excuse us,” Isak rushed out, pulling Even away unceremoniously.
A large vase hid them from curious eyes as Isak glared at Even. “What are you trying to do?” He hissed, feeling humiliated and stupid.
“Okay, I can explain this,” Even stepped closer to him, grabbing Isak’s hands, there was a pleading look in his eyes, “You being a Valtersen has nothing to do with me being here.”
“Doesn’t it?” Isak challenged because when it came down to it, Isak didn’t know Even and he definitely didn’t want to get hurt.
“No!” Even exclaimed, crossing the last bit of space between them. “I saw you the first time you came to KB to study with your friend. Sana, right? I kept seeing you and you were the most beautiful person I have ever seen and I was trying to find ways to talk to you so when you talked about this soiree, I grabbed my chance. It only dawned on me who you were when I got back home. But I was interested in you before I knew you were a Valtersen.”
Isak hated how insecure he sounded when he whispered, “Promise?”
Even nudged his nose against Isak’s, smiling softly. “Promise. Once you’ll get to know me, you’ll realise that I won’t pass up on the chance of a good old star-crossed lovers story.”
Isak’s lips parted slightly, his breath hitching. It felt a little overwhelming how fast this was going but what Even made him feel, he had never felt before. “Like Romeo and Juliet without the dying part?” He mumbled distractedly, running his nose along Even’s, their lips hovering so close to each other’s.
“Tell me you’ve seen Baz Luhrmann’s Romeo + Juliet and I’ll tell you I’m already in love with you.”
Instead of replying to that peculiar request, Isak smushed their lips together, unable to stop smiling while they kissed. It was a little messy but oh so perfect.
ah cuddle prompts for the best cuddle writer? sign me up!!! i’ll say either 3. on the floor or 26. In lieu of kissing :) i hope you’re having a nice weekend ❤️
ahh like with the other prompts, sorry this one took so long, bb!!! given the day that it is, I’ve decided to write a little something based on isak and even on the floor on new year’s eve in the boy who couldn’t hold his breath under water :’)))
I hope you like it! happy new year, my friends!!!! <3
3. On the floor
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“I think the room is spinning,” Isak says, blinkingrapidly in an attempt to focus his eyes on the ceiling above him.
Even snorts beside him, hand splaying out to touchIsak’s arm. “I think that’s just your head.”
“Probably,” Isak mumbles. He thinks idly that theyshould probably get up from the floor but it’s surprisingly comfortable; there’sa pleasant hum in his veins from the alcohol and he just feels warm. If he listens carefully he canstill hear the last vestiges of their New Year’s party raging on in the livingroom. His bedroom is quiet though – just him and Even and the floor.
How did they end up on the floor?
“How did we end up on the floor?” he asks.
Even cranes his neck to look at him, eyes lit up inamusement. “You said the bed was too far away.”
Isak lifts his head to glance at where the bed sits afew feet away before letting it fall to rest on the floor again. “I was right.”
Even barks out a laugh, stretching his arm out onceagain and tugging on Isak’s sleeve. “C’mere.”
Isak rolls himself over with a bit of effort,shifting until his head is resting comfortably against Even’s shoulder and he’stucked into his side. Isak hums as Even’s hand runs over his arm, his ownfingers travelling across Even’s torso.
“Have you thought of a New Year’s resolution yet?”Even asks, interrupting the quiet of the room.
Isak tries to think about it but his head is stillspinning a bit so he just closes his eyes and cuddles closer to Even. “Be withyou,” he mumbles.
“That’s it?” Even asks, huffing a laugh.
“Mm,” Isak hums. “I think I’m gonna keep it too.”
He doesn’t check but the silence tells him Even mightbe smiling.
“I’m gonna keep you too,” Even murmurs after a momentand Isak feels a giggle escape him.
“That’s not what I said.”
Even tips his chin up then so their eyes meet andIsak suddenly sobers at the earnestness in his expression. “But it’s what youmeant,” Even whispers and Isak nods wordlessly.
Tilting his chin upwards, he lets his eyes droop andEven instantly leans down to meet him halfway, lips brushing against Isak’s ina tingly kiss that Isak feels all the way down to his toes.
They’re going to keep each other.
This year and the next year and the year after that andin all the years that follow.
hi! i hope you're doing well! now that we know what Isak and Even love most about each other, i was wondering what they find annoying about each other? like doesn't Isak hate when they don't make a pile of their clothes? or something like that haha
HI MY LOVE I HOPE YOU’RE DOING WELL TOO I’M SORRY THIS IS SO LATE. i think i just answered a question that basically answers what they find most annoying about each other (even if they do find the qualities interesting), but yes, for some reason, isak is very stuck on the idea that maybe they should stop throwing their clothes all over the room when they’re having sex, which still hasn’t happened, by the way.
he also finds it really annoying that even doesn’t know how to do his laundry properly. he’s turned a lot of white tshirts into pink tshirts and he doesn’t care, so isak’s taken to casually doing even’s laundry with his and eva’s -- since, you know, even has a washing machine at home, and he doesn’t have to go down to the basement of an apartment building, it’s all very convenient, okay, no special reason.
list 10 of your recent music faves and tag 10 mutuals
this is for @evenskindness! Thanks a lot for the tag ❤️ (I hope these aren’t supposed to be songs that came out recently because I don’t keep up with that rip)
once you get this, you have to say five things you like about yourself, publicly. then you have to send this to ten of your favourite followers (positivity is cool) 🌈🌈
Anri why do you do this to me
let’s see
1. … I am nice to everyone
2. I like my room? does that count?
3. I like the part of my mind that understands things quickly and made school very easy for me
4. I like whatever made those few people decide to be my friends
5. I can’t think of anything else I’m sorry I promise I tried, I did
thank you noora for being a fun friend during this year! you're so kind and funny and you always make me smile! have the bestest 2019 💖 and come to visit helsinki!!!!!!
Anri 😭💗 thanks right back at you, I'm so happy we are friends and talking with you is always so much fun! And I will come to Helsinki one day, promise 🙈
rules: put your entire playlist on shuffle and list the first ten songs, then tag ten people. (thank you for tagging me @bieliasantini <3)
Happy Now - Zedd ft. Elley Duhé
Empty Handed - Lea Michelle
Faking It - Sasha Sloan
Hard Times - Paramore
Give Yourself A Try - The 1975
What They Say - Zara Larsson
Forever - CHVRCHES
Umbrella (The White Panda Remix) - Ember Island, White Panda
The Good Side - Troye Sivan
come out and play - Billie Eilish
i tag @ravnkings @evenskindness @sapphichris @lilylupin @witchparrish @nooracrews @livreiijners @miraskam @bechevenz @danenerys and anyone else who would like to do it!
