#prettymuch scenario

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intoxicating - austin porter

drabble, in which brandons particularly affectionate best friend visits, and he convinces a love struck austin to cuddle with her

“Just go man, I’ve know Y/n all my life and I promise you, it’s not gonna be weird.”

“See this is why I don’t tell you about my crushes. I tell you I have a crush on one girl and you’re insisting I go randomly cuddle with her while she’s in the middle of a nap.”

Austin took another weary look at the pretty girl resting on the couch. She was snuggled up in a plush pink blanket she had brought from home, sweet snores emitting from her strawberry lips. That girl could melt his heart, this he was sure of. She did it on a daily basis and slowly but surely, Austin Dale Porter was losing his mind over her.

Brandon continued on with their hushed conversation, careful not to wake her, “Austin I’m telling you. The girl is the softest angel-sweetheart-princess whatever! She loves cuddling, she asks me to cuddle all the time, she won’t be freaked out if you cuddle her. I know it seems weird but Y/n’s just a girl that loves that kind of affection, even if its platonic. Which is exactly why she wont automatically assume that you have this mammoth crush on her, she’ll just think you’re trying to help her feel at home or something.” He continued to urge the nervous boy. Austin adored you, sure, but he wasn’t the most confident of men. He didn’t think he was the most attractive, or funny, or even the nicest.

Austin had had a crush on you since Brandon introduced you to the group in the bands early days. You were just so kind and funny, and there was never any drama around you. Everything was just good times and positive vibes. He loved it, being around you made him feel good. Not to mention you both shared a lot of the same interests.

A couple of weeks after tour had ended, Brandon annouced that you were coming to stay with the boys for a week or two. This was surprising to Austin but he quickly became ecstatic. Lurking on your instagram didn’t do much to satisy the crush he had on you, he longed to see you in person.

And here you were now, taking a quiet nap on the couch while Brandon tried to convince him that you’d be fine with some random guy cuddling you in your sleep.

“Austin your not just some random guy to her, she’s known you for awhile now too. I promise you dude, this is the perfect way to get things started with her. Her waking up to you is more than likely going to get her to start seeing you in that way if you know what I mean.”

The fake blonde inhaled slowly, eyes trained on you. Should he take Brandon’s advice? He did know you better than anyone, and as much as Austin’s insecurities loved to sabotage him, he did know that you were a very affection person by nature. You probably wouldn’t be that alarmed to find one of your friends cuddling with you.

His voice was quiet as a mouse, mainly due to the fact that he was losing motivation to go through with this ever since he decided to go through with this eight seconds ago, but if anyone asked he would just tell them it was because he didn’t wanna wake you. “Ok, ok. You’re right. I wanna be with her, and I have to get her eyes on me somehow.”

Brandon smiled a smile adorned with pride. “That’s right! Go get ‘em, Porter!”

Even his steps were shy and meek as he traveled towards you. Upon reaching the couch he turned back in hopes of receiving more encouragement from Brandon, only to find him already gone. Again, his drive withered, but still he kept his eyes on the prize. That prize being you. He couldn’t help but smile in fondness at watching you sleep up close. He was sure he sounded like a stalker but he couldn’t help it. You were the cutest thing God had ever blessed this earth with. A cheesy, shy grin split his face.

Austin quietly pressed himself onto the couch next to you, moving himself under the blankets to get comfortable. Immediately, your scent bombarded him. Vanilla and honey, an intoxicating combination. Fitting for the intoxicating girl that laid before him.

He was reserved with the idea of actually touching you, thinking that he’d rather play it safe so he didn’t scare you away. But then, you did something that swelled his heart.

You wiggled around admist your slumber, tired whines falling from your pouty lips. Next thing the poor guy knows, you’ve bundled your head into his chest, your arms instinctively came out to hug his frame. It was bewitching, and when you nuzzled him further and let out a content sigh, a sleepy smile gracing your lips, Austin knew he was done for. You had absolutely killed the boy, his heart swelled up enough to choke him. And all you had to do was sleep!

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beautiful - zion kuwonu

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“Ooh! H&M, let’s go there!” Zion watched your eyes light up as you spotted your favorite store. He beared his teeth in a smile of fondness, wordlessly trailing behind you while swinging enterwined hands.

It had been a long couple of months since your tall and goofy boyfriend had last seen you. The minute he had gotten off tour it was date night galore. Zion was not ready for this ambush of love and affection you had planned.

Currently, it was his third day back and you two had decided to go shopping. While browsing, you spotted H&M, and Zion held onto you loosely with googly eyes as you browsed the store’s selection of jeans.

“Ooh! Baby, these would be cute right?” You asked, dangling a hanger with a pair of cute high waisted pants.

“Anything is cute on you, babes. You wanna go model it for me?”

He was hugging you from behind and you may have not been able to see him, but you felt the playful smirk on his face. Nonetheless, you took the jeans and strutted off to the dressrooms. Zion followed behind you effusively.

Upon picking a suitable dressing room, you all but had to shove Zion away. The playful man had tried to follow you in but his advances made you blush like a middle schooler and you insisted he sit on the waiting chairs outside.

You undressed yourself quickly with a knowing smile and unhooked the fitted pants from their hanger. You were dragging the stylish cloth up your legs when you realized the unusual and uncomfortable tightness around your thighs. You eyes almost bulged out of your head in shock, these were your size. Did you put on some weight these last few weeks? Determined, you hopped and jiggled around and hoped for the best.

Zion could hear small grunts emitting from the changing room, all the way from his place outside the door. His eyebrows furrowed, “Baby what kind of fun are you having in there without me?” Zion quickly jumped up, he wasn’t sure what was going on but his young male brain connected the noises to something dirty, which he most definitely wanted in on.

“I’m not having any fun at all. These stupid jeans won’t fit my tornado thighs!” You whined out.

Zions response to that was quick, “Hey hey, you better watch how you talk about my babies. Those thighs are my favorite, I better not hear you talk about ‘em like that again.”

A deep frown of disappointment was etched on your face. “I appreciate it babe, but you’re only saying that. There’s nothing attractive about my thunder thighs. Or my chubby tummy.” You said, suddenly noticing the small pudgy area by your stomach.

Zion was startled, disgusted. He took full offense to all the bullshit you were currently spewing. “Oh that’s it. We’re gonna have to square up. First, you’re gonna disrespect all of my favorite parts of your beautiful body, and then you’re gonna tell me I’m ‘just saying that’?”

You couldn’t help but giggle, finally putting your own clothes back on and exiting the room to face your perfect boyfriend. “Thank you baby, I love you.” Your voice was small, you were slightly embarrassed. Your boyfriend had more respect and love for your body than you did, it seems.

Zion snuck his hands around your waist and pulled you tight against him. Small, sweet, and minty kisses were peppered around your face.

“Y/n, on a serious note, I love every little part of you. I love your thighs and your stomach and your arms and everything else you have to offer. You don’t have to thank me for loving you.”

“I do have to thank you for reminding me to love my own body though.”

“No you don’t. I’m your boyfriend. I’m supposed to set straight anyone that disrespects your beauty, and that includes you babygirl.”

You tilted your head to look Zion in the eyes. You smiled at him with love and gratitude. How could a man be so wonderful?

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sweet moment part 2 - brandon arreaga

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1 month later

After being brutally rejected, or at least it was brutal for you, by your best friend and love of your life, you realized that maybe it was time to close a chapter in your life. A passionate chapter, filled with worn pages and tear drops, titled the name of a beautiful man that you loved more than life. And ultimately, that was why the chapter needed to be closed. You were starting to feel like all you knew in life was Brandon Arreaga, and loving him, and the joy that came with loving him, and the hurt too. So, like any love struck actress playing the lead in a dramatic romance film, you packed your things and took a ‘spontaneous’ trip.

A month later, you’re in another state, with a friend you made along the way who shocked you at how well he could understand your personality, thoughts, feelings, emotions.. Daniel. Daniel was his name. He supported you like no one you had ever met before. This made you realize that Brandon wasn’t just a chapter in your story, he was the whole book. Daniel was the one that gave you the power to make the narrative about you. No longer were you a supporting character in your own story, you were now the lead. And with every move you made, it was guaranteed that Daniel was right there next to you cheering you on.

On a night painted with wispy summer air and honey beams of a fading sunset, Daniel made you aware of, and dragged you to, a party that was being held at reserved carnival. From what the brunette boy told you, the party was the doing of a number of social media influencers who wanted to celebrate the arrival of summer as well as the previous years success. Apparently everyone was going to be there. You weren’t necessarily thrilled by this measly detail but Daniel and his friends, who were your friends as well by default, could make any outing exciting and adventurous. Not only that, but the whole point of this little trip you had taken was to enjoy your life and your youth, nothing would stop you from following through on that plan.

A quarter past twelve in the morning and you found yourself at a cotton candy booth with a giggly and slightly tipsy Daniel. His face sported little glitter doodles of butterflies and hearts, to match yours identically. Face paint was a wonderful thing.

“We’ll take two please.’ Daniel told the fair worker in between drunken giggles, his eyes on you the whole time. The look in his twinkling eyes, the gleam of adoration, was something that both shocked you and chilled your body with familiarity. You could recognize that look anywhere. It was the one you granted to a certain man who’s name you swore you would not utter whilst you were on this trip.

You’ll admit, he had left you too hurt to even consider any other mans interest in you, and for that reason you never once looked at Daniel in a romantic sense. But.. he was a handsome boy. And he treated you well. So, so well.

With these thoughts and realizations, you weren’t even drunk, but you sure returned the charming singer’s drunken giggles and googly eyes. 

In between a playful stare off with Daniel, fits of giggles joined with innocent touches that held both innocent and not so innocent desires alike, you and Daniel ended up on a bench fostered by a street lamp. It seemed like you guys hadn’t taken your eyes off of each other since the second you started seeing him as a man, and not just your partner in crime.

You were sure your faces weren’t but ten centimeters away from each other, and then Daniel started talking. “You look.. you look really pretty tonight Y/n.” He finally broke eye contact, nervously looking down at his palms. Daniel wondered if you could see them shaking. 

A pleasant sigh left your lips, “Thanks. You do too.” Unlike Daniel’s, your gaze never once wavered. A random streak of courageousness ran through you, and you took the visibly shook boy’s hand into yours. Daniel was beginning to make you feel things you could only remember feeling with a certain other singer. Dammit, why do I keep thinking about him? Your eyebrows furrowed, Daniel noticed. 

“Is- is everything ok Y/n?”

And it was almost as if you spoke him into existence, you turned your head and you couldn’t believe who was staring you and Daniel down, a little ways away from the lamp post, a hurt gaze adorning his strong features.

You didn’t want to be dramatic, but you almost choked. Intensity swarmed you. You took a look at the boy beside you and then the boy across from you, and suddenly none of this was fun anymore. You were confused, you were full of desire but now you couldn’t tell if it was for Daniel or someone you had thought of while gazing into Daniel’s pretty blue eyes. Someone who was nearing towards you and the said boy at this moment.

“I-I’m fine I just.. I’ll be right back okay?” You stood up, pushing your hair behind your ears, and took off towards the nearest bathroom.

You could hear two voices calling out your name after your departure. 

The ground felt hard beneath your feet, you could’ve sworn you were heading towards the bathrooms but you found yourself at the Ferris wheel. It didn’t matter anyways. The voices of the happy party goers still felt like they were in a far off distance to you, your head was too dizzy with confusion to comprehend anything but the man that miraculously showed up in your life again.

“Y/N! Y/N!”

Your eyes widened. Was that him? You looked around in alarm, looking for somewhere to hide or run off too again but he was too quick. Brandon grasped your wrist tight, but not tight enough to hurt you. The same stale butterflies from months ago fluttered in your stomach at the gentle touch.

“Y/n I can’t believe I found you. You scared me, I couldn’t get into contact with you for the past month and I was so worried and I’‘m so sorry and oh God-”

“Brandon, Brandon slow down. Matter of fact just stop,” The midnight air seemed to raise a couple of degrees the minute Brandon entered your vicinity. It was suffocating you, looking at him now brought back all that pain you felt a month ago. “I left for a reason. I’m an adult, I’m doing just fine ok? Thank you for being worried but I’m doing just fine here. I gotta go..” A sharp sigh scraped your throat. You turned to walk away but he took a hold of your waist. Why he couldn’t he just let you go?

“No, Y/n you don’t understand. I know you’re perfectly capable of taking care of yourself and I know I hurt you all that time ago but.. but,” He looked down at the ground. An exasperated sigh fell from his lips and now he had your full attention. “I want to fix it. After you left me I just kept thinking over and over about how I treated you, I realize I might’ve lead you on and then rejecting you after the kiss-” Your grimace put a halt on Brandon’s speech.

“I mean, what I mean to say is I was being stupid. Those things that I said to you about you making me realize there might be something better, I meant that. And believe me, I meant it exactly the way you thought I did. But I was confused and I had just left Charlotte so I didn’t know what I was doing.

It’s not an excuse for hurting you but I just wanted to let you know that my head is clear now. Y/n.. Y/n I love you. I love you as a woman, the woman that knows me to the root, the woman that takes care of me and makes me laugh and loves me with her whole heart. God, I am so in love with you, and if you’ll have me, I’d like to make it up to you for hurting you all that time ago... Will you Y/n? Will you have me?”

Under the moonlight of a chilly summer, in the hours of early early morning, Brandon Arreaga asked you to start again. You couldn’t help but smile looking into his hopeful brown eyes. This was your boy, this was your Brandon and you knew you could trust him with your heart. You were glad to open this knew chapter for him, and you were excited to finally receive the happy ending you’d always dreamed of.

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Masterlist - cutelangie 

Hello! Yisell here, aka @/cutelangie !

As of right now I am only writing for the band PrettyMuch, but I take requests for PrettyMuch and Why Don’t We members! This is my masterpost which contains all of my writings, enjoy!

Brandon Arreaga

sweet moment  [fluff, angsty i guess] [part 2]

Edwin Honoret

Austin Porter

intoxicating  [pure fLUff]

Nick Mara

on my way [angst]

Zion Kuwonu

treat you right  [minimal angst, fluff] 

2:12 am  [angst] [part 2]

beautiful

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2:12 am part 2 - zion kuwonu

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Were people meant to disappear like gusts of wind? Zion couldn't pinpoint the exact memory of you storming out the door once he had confessed, but since then it was like you were a ghost. All the calls and texts he left remained unanswered, none of them even read. He drove to all of your friends houses and your brothers house and you weren't staying with any of them. Eerily, you had vanished. You had become a ghost that would haunt his word with teasing love and warmth that he would never again be able to grasp.

Each day Zion woke up with a dull throb in his skull, the effects of softly crying himself to sleep every night. Anyone looking would have called him a cry baby and said he was over reacting too much. That after two weeks, he shouldn't be so torn up, he should be healing by now. Zion couldn't answer any question to why he just couldn't get over this whole ordeal. Or maybe he could. Maybe, the truth was that he just couldn't face what happened in this whole ordeal.

Zion had never thought he'd be a cheater. Especially not a cheater who cheated on you. He was in love. He absolutely adored you.

Zion saw pretty girls everywhere, but it almost seemed as if God made it impossible for any of them to be even the slightest bit prettier than his Y/n. He had met many funny girls, girls that could give even professional comics a run for their money, but they couldn't make him laugh until is stomach hurt like you did. They could be exciting, adventurous, clever, sweet, but the one thing they couldn't do was compare to you. You were special, his special baby and no one could make 'the' Zion Kuwonu as happy as you did. Zion was more than positive that he could never find a love more deep and fluid than the one he had for you.

If anything was sure in this situation, it was that Zion could not just let you walk out of his life. He thought for a moment that that was selfish, he had betrayed you in the worst possible way and you were hurting. You most likely did not want him back. But he already had it made up in his mind that he would be chasing after you anyway. Until the sun couldn't rise anymore, that boy would chase after you. So, when Zion woke up the next day he called everybody he could think of that you were close to. He would find you, you couldn't hide from him. He was too desperate and too determined for any of your attempts to be successful. Sure enough, Zion had struck gold after calling your father all the way back in your home town. Mr. Y/l/n didn't seem to be angry, so Zion could only assume you hadn't told him what happened. He was grateful for that, it made it an awful lot easier to convince your dad to let him come for a 'surprise' visit when he didn't know what Zion had really done. But still, the edge was not taken off because once he got you back, Zion was going to be with you forever and no respectable man would hide and lie about the trials of his relationship to his, one day, father in law.

Your hometown was a little while away from where you and Zion were living now. Within the next two days, Zion prepared himself and drove down. As he rode through the somewhat familiar streets that he had visited with you many times, Zion felt himself grow more and more nervous. It scared him to think you would turn him away, that he really had lost you for good. He had done the unthinkable and Zion was not dumb enough to believe he deserved your forgiveness. He could only hope you still had a shimmering light of love for him left in the pit of darkness he had caused.

Pulling into the gravel driveway seemed like the scariest part, but he knew that the worst was not over yet. When he opened the car and stepped out, he wasn't sure if the sensation of shaky legs was actually real or if his frantic mind only made him imagine it. Zion had never felt emotions like this in his life. Emotions that couldn't be described as anything but anxiety, fear, desperation, and shaky hopefullness all balled into one. To Zion, it seemed like the devils combination of feelings.

In small steps, he approached the door he hoped you were behind. His sweaty palms balled into fists and gently tapped on the door. In shame he kept his head down, and when he saw the door seperate from the space it was previously locked into, it felt like all he could do was take a breath. Take a breath, close his eyes, and slowly raise his head. Sure enough, you stood in front of him.

Zion gasped. Seeing you again after only being able to imagine you in teary memories was etheral. Your bright eyes, your glowing skin, your soft hair. You might as well have a glowing halo upon your head. He could see the tired look on your face and the pain in your iris' but you were still his beautiful angel.

"Y/n..."

Zion's voice was shaky as his lips curved around your sweet name. He couldn't help the tears building in his eyes because of the suffocating love that swelled his chest. While he was a tall man, Zion's body suddenly felt too small to bear all of the emotions he felt for you.

"Y/n... Y/n ... Can I hug you? Please.."

Zion felt dejected by the unsure and weary look on your face. A look that said you should be cautious of him, although, what exactly was he expecting? Asking you to engage in any kind of contact with him was selfish after what he’d done, he understood this much. He’s not quite sure why those words were the first to come out of his mouth. Zion could reason that he missed you so much he craved your touch on him. He was sure now that he needed your affection and love to survive so begging for you close after you had been so far must’ve been a reflex to him.

You had completely surprised him when you inched forward quietly and placed yourself in his arms. It was safe to say that the dam had broken loose, lamented cries escaped his lips as he secured you in his grip. Zion could feel you shaking beneath him, he only pulled you tighter. This is the last time he would ever hurt you like this. Sure, there will be times where you two will argue and fight but never again will he betray you in such a way. He had learned his lesson for sure.

“Y/n I’m so sorry. I’m so sorry baby.

I never meant to hurt you, or lose you, or ruin everything we have. I don’t even remember what happened, I was just drunk and sad and I woke up next to a random body and I swear my heart broke then and there. It hurt me to hurt you, I’ve learned my lesson. I love you so much and I won’t so much as speak to another female again. I won’t even look in another girls direction and to be honest I wouldn’t even want to. The only girl I need is you. I made a mistake, but it was just that. A mistake. And it won’t be repeated ever again.”

He had to take multiple breaths after he was finished pouring his heart out to you. Even then, that was not everything that he wanted to say to you, there was still more he wanted to explain and just let out because he loved you. And he wanted you to hear it, he wanted you to know with the depth of a thousand seas just how much he felt for you. You and Zion had always joked about your magical connection, the way your hearts were intertwined with an invisible string. Through this connection, ZIon knew that even though there was more he wanted to say, that was all you needed to hear. At least in this moment.

You sniffled and shook in his arms. It was tangy and delectable, to hold you again but watch you cry. Because of him. Zion nuzzled his head into your hair and placed sweet, reminding kisses on your crown. “I’m sorry baby. I’m so sorry. Sorry won’t fix it but it’s a start, isn’t it?”

You could only curl yourself into his arms further, the only place you ever wanted to be. The only place you could thrive.

Maybe you were being stupid, setting yourself up for more pain. More betrayal. But for right now, you were sure your heart had felt the sincerity in him. You trusted in him, maybe that was dumb. Even so, you wanted to at least love him this one last time. If he hurt you again, if he stayed with you forever, time will only tell.

“It is, Zion. It is.”

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im a sucker for drama and angst, so ive been thinking about dropping a fic of a hot spanish goddess having an affair with edwin but liKE ITS SO CONTROVERSIAL OMG

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