Word Count: 260
“Hopefully somewhere is open for dinner.”
Dan Schneider
The first thing you noticed when you finally got off the phone with your office was the smell in the air that wasn’t there earlier. Part of you wondered when it had started because you definitely did not notice it until you were finishing up the phone call that interrupted your dinner preparations. You pushed yourself away from your desk and followed your nose out of the office, through the apartment.
As you neared the kitchen you suddenly became aware of what exactly the smell was.
With horror stricken eyes, you rushed into the kitchen and pulled open the door to the oven which caused a dark cloud of smoke to come billowing out. You frantically tried to find an oven mitt to remove the dish inside, and just as you managed to do so the smoke detectors began blaring loudly over head, causing you to swear loudly.
All of the commotion seemed to draw Dan’s attention as he appeared behind you with a dishtowel, wafting at the air by the smoke detector. It didn’t take long for the alarm to stop and the smoke to clear out of a window that Dan had thought to open. When everything was settled Dan walked over and looked at the scorched mess sitting atop the stove.
You sighed, “So much for Christmas eve dinner.”
“Hopefully somewhere is open for dinner,” Dan grinned. He looked down at you and wrapped an arm around your shoulders. “Don’t worry, Y/N. Homemade or otherwise, as long as we’re together isn’t a great Christmas eve dinner.”
“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.” -- with kovic pls? angst welcome as long as there's a happy ending lol
“Great,” you stood up and blew out the candle.
“Perfect,” you mumbled as you picked up your now empty and your boyfriend’s full dinner plate.
After you dumped them in the sink. You checked your phone and still no call or any responses to any of your texts, “Nice.”
You went into the bedroom, locking the door behind you because you didn’t want to see Adam tonight, at least not after he missed your anniversary.
“Fuck this,” you muttered crawling into bed and turning out the light.
You didn’t even realize you had fallen asleep yet when there was a knocking at the bedroom door.
“Go away, Adam!” you shouted and turned over but froze when you heard barking.
“I think someone wants to meet you then I can go away,” he called back, you could hear how sorry he was in his voice.
You rolled over and turned on the light before getting up. You brushed your fingers through your hair as you unlocked the bedroom door.
Sitting patiently with the sweetest pout at your feet was a small dog, Adam wearing a matching look. He instantly launched into an explanation, “I’m so sorry. I was trying to surprise you and I wanted to text you but the lady at the pound kept glaring at me and telling me that dogs require a lot of attention. I didn’t mean to miss our anniversary.”
You practically melted into him as you gave him a hug. It was impossible to stay mad at Adam especially when he went out of his way to get you the dog the two of you had been talking about for years now.
“Am I forgiven?” he asked.
You laughed, “Forgiven.”
The little dog barked again and began running around your feet as if they understood.
Prompt: Ugly Christmas sweater office party with Adam K
“I cannot believe you got me to wear this piece of shit,” Adam sighed, coming out of your shared bathroom. His knit sweater was a dark shade of red, on which was a lighter red stocking. The lettering on the stocking read “naughty” with a winking Santa face below it.
“What? I think it looks cute!” You pouted, looking him up and down. “And we match!” You gestured to your own sweater. Yours was the green version of his, except with the word “nice” and a smiling Santa face.
“You’re only saying that ‘cause you got the better sweater,” He huffed, turning to face the mirror. You came up behind him and wrapped your arms around his chest, craning your neck to rest on his shoulder.
“Nah, babe, I really think yours is better,” You began, tracing the lettering with your fingers, “But maybe that’s just because you’re wearing it.” A blush covered Adam’s cheeks and he let out a laugh.
“Shit, Y/N. That’s the exact same reason why I thought yours is better,” He spun around in your arms, now enclosing you in a hug.
“C’mon, Bruce’ll kill us if we miss this party,” You stood on your tip-toes to press a kiss to his cheek before running a hand down his arm to grab his hand.
Linking your arm with his, and giving him a reassuring squeeze, the two of you walked into the office space - already almost an hour late.
“I told you,” You muttered to Adam after catching sight of Elyse’s muppet-themed sweater, “Ours are some of the better ones here.”
He laughed and shook his head, pulling you closer into his side. You felt Adam’s warm breath tickle your ear before you heard him whisper, “Despite how... nice you look in that sweater, I think you’d look even better with it off.”
Good you do a thick where the reader and kovic go to the same gym and he helps them out and stuff and then flirting happens 😁
I gotta do this.
You’ve been repeating that to yourself for the past year. Last year you made a resolution, this year was the same one. Go to the damn fucking gym. Your friends have convinced you multiple times to go, but you just haven’t been motivated enough to leave your bed. But after treating yourself to some gym gear, you felt motivated enough to actually get up at the light of dawn.
You slip on your black sneakers, carefully doubling-knotting the laces, inhaling the new shoe smell. It was the little things that made life worth it. You step towards you mirror, checking out each part of your body. The gym gear made you look slimmer, but you knew you were far from your reflection in the mirror.
Grabbing your keys and water-bottle, you were out the door. Luckily your apartment complex had a gym on the bottom level open to all so you didn’t need to haul your lazy ass very far. Instead of taking the elevator, you decided to jog down the 3 flights of stairs. By the time you got to the second flight, you regretted your decision and started pacing your steps to catch your breath. You probably looked all hot and flustered. But hey, you weren’t out to impress anyone.
You make it to the 3rd and final flight of stairs and follow the sign that said ‘gym’. Now that’s just teasing at this point. You follow the arrow and arrive at a glass door, you push it in and are immediately greeted with the smell of b.o and stale water. You quietly dry-retch as you walk through. In your mind you already made up your mind as to where you wanted to go.
You make your way over to the weights where a reasonably fit guy laid, pushing the weights up and down. You quickly look away and browse through the various sets of weights. You found the lowest one, oh well, we’ve all got to start somewhere.
It was a small one, so it only required one hand. As you flexed, your muscles ached and you lost your grip. Fuck.
The guy that was doing weights seamlessly before made his way towards you. “Hey, are you okay?” He smiles warmly, you could tell he was trying not to burst out laughing. As you took a closer look, you noticed he had a single tattoo that wrapped around his bicep. Nice.
“Hey? Are you alright?”
“Hmm, what?” Fuck, He caught you out of your trance. You prayed to whatever higher being that was around that he didn’t notice that you were checking him out. This would definitely be one story for the books.
“Oh yeah I’m fine,” You murmur, collecting yourself together, flushed.
“I’m Adam by the way. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you here before...?”
You shake your head “Yeah, I’m Y/N, today is actually my first day but it looks like I’ve already embarrassed myself enough to hide in my apartment for the rest of my life,”
Adam laughs, picking up your dropped weight and placing it on the rack next to you delicately. His muscles flexed. Fuck. Stop drooling Y/N he’s probably already got someone.
“Oh what number are you if you don’t mind me asking?”
“47,”
“Oh really? I’m 42. What a coincidence!” Adam smiles warmly. Oh god oh god oh god. Adam wipes the sweat from his forehead, his hair was drenched and mattered.
“You planning on coming here often?”
“Maybe,” You shrug, honestly you had no idea before but now, the gym might not be such a bad idea.
“Well, I’d like a gym buddy if wouldn’t mind Y/N. Besides, I might start coming to the gym more often if you’re gonna be here.” He winks smiling. Again. Him and that god damn smile. You felt yourself completely crumble into yourself.
“Neither,” You agree, your heart beating a million beats per second. “Well, I’m going to the change rooms. I’ll be a few, you wouldn’t mind waiting would you? We can get to know each other at breakfast,” Adam suggests you just nod and watch him walk away.
“I’m going to kiss you now,” Adam told you, holding your face.
“Okay,” you whispered, your heart racing.
Your eyes fluttered shut but there was no kiss. After a minute, you peeked and Adam was still standing there as if frozen in time until Bruce shouted, “Cut!”
Bruce pulled him off to the side to ask him why he was ruining the scene. You could hear Adam ask him for a minute before turning to you and pulling you off to the side.
“What’s up?” you laughed as he pulled you into the hall to give the two of you privacy, “Scared to kiss me?”
Adam shook his head and leaned down to kiss you to prove his point. He pulled away, “I just wanted our first kiss to be just ours.”
“First kiss?” you questioned raising an eyebrow as Adam blushed. You didn’t let him answer though as you pulled him back down into another kiss.
Prompt: “It’s midnight and we both have no one to kiss so why not?”
Word Count: 422
Requester: Anonymous
“Alright guys, five minutes to midnight,” the host of the party called out. “Be sure to find your date and get ready for the countdown.”
You snorted and took another sip of your drink before looking at it, “Oh, beer are you ready to be my New Year’s kiss.”
You heard a snort come from beside you and you looked over to see a guy in glasses, hiding face in his drink.
“Oh, my god. You heard that didn’t you?” you asked.
He made a face as he pulled his drink away and nodded, “Sorry, I’ll give you a private moment in-”
“Four minutes everyone!”
“Four minutes apparently,” the guy gave you a smile that easily made you weak in the knees.
You laughed and held out your hand as you introduced yourself, “Y/N”
“Lawrence,” he reached across to shake your hand. “Are you friends also all coupled up or being drunk and stupid at the party they dragged you too?”
“Hey! How’d you know?” you laughed.
The two of you fell into a nice silence until you heard, “Three minutes!”
You turned back to your fellow wallflower, “So, no hot date?”
He smiled and looked over at you, “Not unless you count myself. Which, considering, you might.” He nodded at the drink in your hand.
You rolled your eyes, “I’m just salty. Every year my friend’s drag me to some party. They ditch me and leave me with false promises of finding someone nice to kiss at midnight. This beer is the most action I’ve had all year.”
Lawrence let out what you could only describe as a giggle, “It’s more action then I’ve gotten.”
“Two minutes!”
You went quiet again until Lawrence spoke up but this time you missed what he said as the host gave the one-minute warning.
“What was that?” you asked.
“What?” he shouted over the room that was going in noise due to the excitement.
“I can’t hear you!” you shouted.
This went back and forth until people started to countdown.
“I said-”
“Ten!”
“-we can-”
“Nine!”
“-if you want!”
“Eight!”
“What did-”
“Seven!”
“-you say?!”
“Six!”
“We can-”
“Five!”
Lawrence stopped himself this time.
“Four!”
He looked around the room.
“Three!”
He looked back at you.
“Three!”
He took your beer out of your hands and set it aside.
“Two!”
You swore he was moving in closer.
“One!”
His lips were on yours. You didn’t even question it as you eagerly kissed back and rang in the New Year with an interesting start.
Word Count: 525
I didn’t mean for that title to rhyme...
Also, someone requested more Peake so here.
It was 4:45am when your alarm started to go off and you groaned loudly, shoving your head into your pillow. You had forgotten to turn it off for the weekend and you almost immediately hated yourself for it. You moved to pull yourself out of the warm embrace of blankets to reach for your phone and shut it off but you found yourself stuck.
And it wasn’t the blankets embracing you.
You turned slowly, cringing as your alarm kept going off. You blinked the remaining sleep from your eyes and they finally focus on the face of the man asleep next to you. You felt arms tightening around your waist and you would smile if it weren’t for that god forsaken alarm.
You didn’t even try to wake Matt but merely pulled his arms away and rolled him back to the other side of the bed. With a sigh, you rolled over and grabbed your phone to turn off the sound. You flopped back on the mattress with a relieved sigh. You were there for less than 30 seconds before Matt was laying down on top of you, arms around your waist and head on your chest.
With a smile, you wrapped your arms around Matt’s shoulders and pressed a kiss to the top of his head before falling back asleep.
You were woken again about an hour later by Matt shifting around. The blankets had been kicked off completely and you were on your left side, facing Matt. Matt grumbled and scooted closer to you, your legs tangled, Matt’s thigh slipped between both of yours, and Matt essentially tucked you into his chest, draping himself over you.
You felt safe and warm; you fell asleep almost instantly.
Not too long later, you woke up with a dull ache in your lower stomach and you groaned as you tried to get out of bed to head to the bathroom. But you were still wrapped up with Matt, and he just held tighter the more you struggled. You sighed and squirmed around until you were able to slip out of Matt’s arms and rushed into the bathroom.
You stumbled back out a few minutes later and all but collapsed on your stomach on your side of the bed.
Seconds passed and suddenly Matt draped himself over your back, nuzzling into your neck. You groaned and rubbed your cheek against your pillow, letting your eyes fall shut. You hummed happily, feeling Matt’s heartbeat so close and his breath against your neck.
You fell back asleep with a smile on your face.
A few hours later you felt warm and blinked your eyes open. The blanket had been pulled back over the pair of you but Matt wasn’t wrapped around you anymore. However, Matt’s left hand was gently resting on your face, brushing through your hair and his thumb running over your cheek.
“You know… You’re a cuddle whore,” you whispered as if afraid speaking any louder would break the façade that you were alone in the world; in your own sleepy Saturday bubble. Matt’s smile grew and be brushed his hand over your cheek.
hey I have been feeling so anxious and shitty lately with all the overwhelming bad stuff that has been happening in the world recently, could you write something with peake or adam comforting the reader about all this, if you don't mind
I combined this with another Adam prompt about secret dating.
Word count: 575
It had been a pretty rough night for you; sleep ended upevading you for most of it. So, instead of sitting at home and staring blanklyat your phone or computer screen, you decided to head into the office to tryand get some work done before everyone else got in for the day. You stopped ata coffee house by your place and bought the largest drink you could in anattempt to keep yourself functional enough to actually get stuff done.
At the office, you were the only one there and quicklycurled up in your chair at your desk. You wrapped a Funhaus blanket aroundyourself and pulled your hood up from the sweatshirt your boyfriend had left atyour apartment, trying to get as comfortable as possible.
Very quickly, you zoned out of everything in the room exceptyour work. Even though you felt okay, you could tell you weren’t doing yourbest; you could feel your body lagging a little with lack of sleep, and theanxious nerves of the last few days were catching up to you – which was nothelped by your extra large coffee.
Suddenly, a hand came to rest on your shoulder and younearly screamed as you whipped around to come face to face with Adam. Yourheart pounded against your ribs and you placed a hand on your chest as you tookyour headphones off to look up at him.
“Jesus, Adam,” you breathed heavily, “You scared the shitout of me.”
Adam gave an apologetic smile, “Sorry, I just noticed youwere here really early and you look kind of out of it. Are you okay?”
You sighed softly and shrugged a shoulder as your free handfiddled with the wire coming off your headphones. “Had a not so stellar night… I was superanxious and just couldn’t sleep,” you explained with another shrug, eyes driftingaway from Adam.
You felt Adam’s hand come up and his finger tuck up underyour chin to lift you head enough so you had to look at him. “Do you wanna gohome? I can cover for you, I know how hard it is to come to work feeling likethat,” he offered, giving you a reassuring look.
“I should be okay… but I may want to head out after lunch,it that’s okay,” you murmured.
You allowed you hand to reach out and gently wrap aroundAdam’s wrist as you looked up at him. Even him just being there seemed to calmyou down enough to think and breath freely, which was making you start to feelthe lack of sleep you were dealing with.
“Of course, babe,” Adam nodded and leaned in to press a kissagainst you lips.
You heard someone from behind Adam make a surprised noiseand the two of you turned to see James and Elyse at the door, looking at thepair of you with wide eyes. After a moment or two, James grinned and grabbedElyse by the elbow.
“We’re going to pretend we didn’t see you two kiss and headoff to work so you can keep up this façade of simple co-workers to hide yourtrue feelings from your friends,” James all but shouted as he lead them out ofthe room and back to their office.
Adam looked down at you and laughed softly before he kissedyou again, “I’ll go deal with that.”
