#vlogsquad writing

[isthisthingeven0n]

wait, you too? : d.d

brief summary: based on the clip in the vlog where Corinna discusses things she’d like the vs boys to do to her, and you can’t help but agree.

word count: 367 requested: yes- by an anon and I lowkey love it warnings: graphic descriptions (smutty kinda not)

* masterlistin’ / masterlistin’ 2.0

(everything on my blog is my own writing. if it is shared on another page or website know it isn’t me. all rights reserved. - i have to start doing this as I had some shit on my other blog with plagiarism)

“I’m sorry, hold on,” David laughs uneasily as you’re sat beside Corinna whilst she remains on the floor. “you think about what?” 

Corinna laughs to herself as she glances around, unable to see the evidently uncomfortable look on Todd's face. “I mean, like when I’m in a really good mood I think about all the vlogsquad guys cumming on me.” She states, causing you to laugh beside her. “Okay maybe not all of them, but the ones in the car at least.” She shrugs her shoulder, and everyone mutters to themselves in confusion.

“Jesus Christ.” Todd comments, burying his head in his hands.

“I mean, I get it.” You comment, not really thinking as David slams on the breaks as he hits a red light, turning back to face you.

“Wait, you too?” He raises an eyebrow, looking at you in a different light.

You shrug your shoulders, glancing out the window. “I mean, yeah. Come on, you’re all attractive guys.” You tell them all truthfully as you feel Corinna pat your thigh lightly.

“Thank you, Y/n. Finally, someone’s talking sense.” She looks back at David, giving him a look before he turns around to his camera.

“Well, I guess the vlogs ending early today.” He laughs before switching his camera off, leaving everyone in a strange silence as he reaches his house.

*

As David pulls up, everyone begins to climb out. “Hey, Y/n?” David turns back to face you, motioning for you to climb into the front.

You less than elegantly climb across and sit beside him in the passenger seat, smiling to him as his eyes refuse to leave you.

“What’s up?” You chuckle softly, looking down to see him fiddling with his hands.

“What you said earlier,” He starts before turning away from you.

A small sigh leaves your lips as you reach out and take his hand. “If you wanna know the truth, Dave.” You tell him, watching as he looks back at you. “Out of all the guys in the car, I’d let you go first.”

With that, you wink to him before climbing out of the car, leaving David sitting there with a situation he wishes you could’ve helped fix.

[shininginyourarea]

Falling out of love (David Dobrik)

A/N: So, this is my second time of David and I felt like writing something angsty. Also, sorry for any mistakes I haven’t had time to proofread this. 

Summary: Y/n falls out of love

 In life there weren’t many things that you could be sure about. God forbid this very moment could be your last. Things changed all the time, and nothing stayed the same for ever. But change didn’t t always just happen It was a process, just like Y/n’s feelings for David.

The couple had been dating for the past two years straight. They were strong, of course they had their ups and downs, but they always just bounced up. Their love, connection and spark were just that strong. Honestly speaking even, the word couple wasn’t strong enough to label what they have. they were best friends attached from the hip. You wouldn’t see the other one without the other, ether they would be together physically their affection for each other on full on display. They of course didn’t rub that on people’s faces they, it was usually something small between them something that they could feel and see and that was rarely for others to see. They were the perfect urban dictionary example of soulmates.  They were everything to each other. There wasn’t one without the other.

At first their thing had started from a crush. It went both ways. But it took a while for her to warm up to him because things really did look and feel too good to be true between them. She did try at first, but things just didn’t go her way and thank god they didn’t. They quickly went from the famous duo of Y/n and David to girlfriend and boyfriend, hers and his. And as their friends and people in general liked to call them we and us. That’s how they always talked about each other. It was rarely I decided, wanted, felt like, had an idea. It was always we thought, we said, we did.

They made time for each other always. Y/n assignment could have a 30 minute deadline but she would still go hang out at David’s as she promised and he would bring her his room and she would finish it there as he was editing his video, because to David her education came first as his video an career came to her.

But this time Y/n had taken a time off from studying for two weeks. She thought that this vacation for David and her would help with her study burnout and help with her unsure feeling for David.

But the two weeks had gone in a blink of time and Y/n wasn’t feeling so sure about anything anymore. Her mind, body and face felt so exhausted from wearing this facade. This all happy, excited and cheery Y/n she had to be even in front of David who had always been her save heaven. She had never lied to him and the guilt she was feeling was foreign to her. She didn’t recognize herself anymore all these emotions that she was feeling were just so unknown to her. She had never felt this confused especially about Love. the four-letter word that she had truly felt for David had been present for most of their relationship until now. the past two months had all been a blur to her even her love for David that had been so strongly vivid in her mind and heart had just vanished. it didn’t happen in a night it had been a ongoing progress.

  it wasn’t like she didn’t love him; it was just different she just felt so empty her respect and fondness for David was still in her somewhere.  

Last night had sealed the deal for her. She and David had ended their romantic dining steamy make out session in their private. Soon both had made it between the sheets, and it had been great things like that always were with David but this time something was missing, and even David could feel it. And it was clear because he had disappeared soon after they were done.

And now Here they were both on their phones sitting on their ´bed and waiting for their taxi who was about ten minutes away. things were awkward but not that awkward. they had said their good morning and even shared few kisses and talked about doing this again in the future. Why Y/n went along with it you might ask, well she didn’t know ether.

But Y/n saw this as a now or never situation so she stood up an faced David that was on his phone. She took his phone and placed it next to him on the bed. David lifted his head up still confusion, there was still a hint of amusement in his eyes. “What is it babe?”

“Stay seated I need to talk to you about something” Y/n paused to gather her thoughts. “Something about this trip”

“Yeah, what about it”? David took a hold of her hands now a smile on his lips.

“I realized something during this trip, and it was so fun I actually enjoyed it and it made me notice something and just clear up my mind”

“Yeah I know right I also had tons of fun and enjoyed it. I’m glad that you did too and I’m so happy that you feel better now.”

“mm, yeaaah but for me the fun for me was more like as friends.”  The end of the sentence made David’s smile fall and turn in to frown.

“what…. as-as friends… You sure babe that doesn’t make sense” David’s hold on Y/n got tighter and he felt like his heart was at his throat.

“I know and it doesn’t make sense to me either… and David I really don’t know what to do now. It’s weird for me too. “Y/n also started to panic it all felt so real now. She and David were probably coming to an end now, and it was all her fault.

“So, what this vacation made you realize this. This vacation that we as in like me and you planned, and I spent so much money on. Y/N I fucking put my career on hold for you for two weeks. Do you have any idea how much money and I´m losing over this?” David’s voice got louder and louder.

“Me! David fucking Dobrik who can’t even take a fucking day off for myself, decided to give you two weeks of my life just for you! more time than I have ever given my fucking family. And you decide to end this vacation by telling me that you wanna be friends now? Wow you got a lot of nerve Y/n, you fucking do.” David let out a bitter chuckle.

Both had watery eyes and few tears had rolled down Y/n’s face. She felt so hopeless. How could she make him understand that it wasn’t easy on her either she had been going through this far longer than him. She blamed herself for this, her and her stupid feelings. Y/n wishes she could go back in time and get away from all this heartache that she’s going through now. 

David felt like his future, hopes and dreams and everything in between had just been snatched away and were nowhere to been seen. Forever just like that, gone. Y/n to him was his future there was never going to be someone like her in his life. He felt like any other breakup situation would have been better than this. Her cheating, him cheating, them not having time for each other or even finding someone else. But no. Her feelings had changed, and that made David feel insecure and so powerless. He knew that their relationship was doomed now and there was no going back.

Both glanced at David’s phone that had a notification from their ride for to the airport. “Ahem…. grab your luggage and let’s just go.” David lets out awkwardly.

The ride to the airport was awkward and so was the airport check in. They hadn’t said a word to each other since the hotel. Also, David had been avoiding her at all cost, sitting next to her in the taxi on their way to the airport, letting people go before him in queues and now he was nowhere to be seen and the airplane was going to leave in few minutes. She tried calling, him texting but he had his phone off. And that’s was last time Y/n had seen heard from her boyfriend of two years or well now ex.

[isthisthingeven0n]

help for the big day : j.w

brief summary: david surprises you with a generous amount of money for yours and jeffs wedding 

word count: 758 requested: yes, by anonymous and thank you for the idea! warnings: literally none

* masterlistin’ 

“What’re you doing?” You ask David as he sets the camera up on his dashboard, unable to hide his smile. “Are you in on this?” Looking over your shoulder, you look to your fiance Jeff who shakes his head and leans forward in the middle seat. 

David lets out a soft sigh. “You guys were the unexpected couple of 2018, right?” David questions and you laugh to yourself, nodding along.

“You could say that again.” You comment before smiling to Jeff sweetly who rolls his eyes. “But yeah, I guess we were.” Jeff reaches over, his arm hanging down your seat as his hand rests in yours. 

“And you guys got engaged earlier this year.” David reminds you both and you smile, thinking back to it as the ring catches the light, shining on the camera. “Also Jeff, how’d you afford this ring?” David jokes, and Jeff remains quiet.

“Guys gotta do things to get a ring like that for his girl. Let’s just say, shit went down.” Jeff states, trying to remain serious as you roll your eyes in response. “I’m kidding, she picked it out.” 

“As he didn’t actually have a ring when he proposed. Kinda just wanted to do it at the moment.” You recall the events of that night, sitting on the beach with Jeff just after your birthday. 

You ended up at a dog-friendly beach and set up a picnic as the sun was setting over the ocean. Jeff had never seen you looking happier as you were playing with Nerf in the sand. After everything that had happened over the past few months, you had really been there for Jeff. You were there in the late nights when he wasn’t sure what to do with his life, what direction he wanted to take his channel into. Out of everyone, you sat and listened to the doubts, encouraged him on. 

Jeff knew he loved you, but he also knew he wanted that to mean more than you being his girlfriend. He sat quietly, watching you fall over in the sand as Nerf sat in front of you, panting as he looked over to Jeff. “Come on Nerf, leave our girl alone,” Jeff called out, wandering over and helping you back on your feet. He watched as you dusted the sand off your dress, the sunset eclipsing around you. And then he realised how beautiful you truly are, and didn’t want to risk anyone else calling you theirs. 

“Do you guys have a date in mind yet?” David asks another question and I respond with a small scoff.

“We literally just got my engagement ring Dave,” You chuckle. “the actual wedding won’t be happening anytime soon.” 

David shuffles in his seat, leaning forward. “Well, once it starts to happen, here is a cheque for ten thousand dollars to help you for the wedding day. And there’s something else in there for your honeymoon too.” He says casually and your mouth drops open.

You bring your hands over your face, feeling tears pool in your eyes. “David shut the fuck up.” You almost yell through your hands as you look over, seeing the pure shock on Jeff’s face.

“Dude, you serious?” Jeff questions, almost as shocked as you.

He simply nods, passing you the envelope. “You can check it, it’s all legit.” He laughs lightly and you let out a shaky breath before wrapping your arms around him tightly.

“Dave, you didn’t have to do this.” You tell him as you wipe your eyes, sniffing loudly. “God I’ll look awful in the edit.” You comment, glancing over at the camera and seeing yourself in the viewfinder. 

“Holy shit, I mean, do I owe you something?” Jeff asks uneasily, brushing his fingers through his hair as he sits in disbelief.

“I can shoot you with my paintball gun ten times until you get married.” David tells Jeff and he deadpans. 

Jeff turns, looking at you with wide eyes. “Jeff, deal with it.” You tell him with a smile, seeing Jeff feign pain about the thought of being shot ten times whenever. “David, this is insane.” 

“Well, thanks to SeatGeek for actually helping me do this, as you know SeatGeek is an amazing app that helps you buy tickets in literally the easiest way,” 

You zone out from David talking about the app as you turn to look at Jeff with a bright smile on your face. “We’re actually getting married.” You tell him, still shocked as he holds your hand tightly.

“Damn right we are baby.” 

[isthisthingeven0n]

kinda obvious, guys : d.d

brief summary: you’ve been hooking up with david for a while and decide to tell everyone, only to have them tell you it’s been more obvious than you realised 

word count: 602 requested: yes - by an anon so thank you mate for the sweet idea :) warnings: none that I know of? 

* masterlistin’

Walking through the house, your hair was still damp. You played it off as having a water balloon fight with David and Natalie in the garden, despite Natalie still being fast asleep in her room. You knew the only person who might question anything is Jason, but even then he won’t think too into it. 

As you turn the corner, you see everyone sat down in the living room chatting away. “Oh hey Y/n, I didn’t know you were already here.” Jason turns, smiling to you. 

Your eyes wander over to see David curled up in the corner of the sofa, his eyes closed as his cheek remains shushed against the cushions. Silently you let out a soft awe, but you can’t make it obvious before the watching eyes of your friends.

Sitting down beside Carly you yawn lightly. “Yeah, I came over earlier to do some editing and filming. My camera kept playing up so Dave offered to help.” You lie with ease, seeing a few convinced nods as the conversation moves along.

David begins to stir and he opens his eyes. The first sight he looks for is you, and once his eyes lock with yours he gives you a sleepy smile. “Oh hey,” He mumbles, knowing he can’t speak with a free tongue with everyone around.

After a few hours of chatting, you head out to the back yard for some fresh air. Leaning against the railing you sigh softly as your hair begins to float in the gentle breeze.

“You look so pretty in the sunset.” Turning around, you smile as David walks toward you, standing by your side rather than wrapping his arms around your waist. “Then again, you always look pretty.” He mutters to you, making you roll your eyes playfully.

“You’re such a dork, Dave.” You joke with him, nudging his arm lightly.

The two of you talk together, oblivious as your friends watch you both from inside. “They have any clue?” Jason turns to Scott who shakes his head in response before turning to Kristen.

“Oh, they think they’re keeping it lowkey.” Kristen speaks up, having spoken to you about your feelings for David after a few drinks a while ago. “But I mean come on, it’s Y/n and David.” She laughs lightly, Jason smiles to himself as he sees you both itching to be in each other’s arms.

“You think they’re going to tell us?” Scott questions.

Natalie walks out, phone in hand as she types away. “Eventually. They’ll crack any day.” She answers, still keeping her eyes fixated on her screen.

*

Standing by David’s side, everyone sits down in front of you. “What, you pregnant or dying or some shit?” Zane raises an eyebrow to you, watching as you scoff before shaking your head.

“No, Zane.” You sigh before glancing up at David. “We just wanted to tell you all that we’re dating.” You say with an apprehensive smile.

David reaches down, taking your hand in his and gives it a light squeeze. His eyes look around at the unphased expressions from all of your friends. “Oh come on guys. Not even a single smile or good comment?” He raises an eyebrow to Jason who smugly smiles.

“You know, we all knew guys.” Corinna pipes up, shuffling in her seat.

You look around, seeing a series of nods in agreement. “What? How?” You question, eyes wide as you look up to David who wears a similar expression to your own.

“Y/n, your hair smells like suave strawberries.” Corinna answers and you look facepalm.

“Damn you Dobrik for loving that shit.”

[isthisthingeven0n]

losing it : d.d

brief summary: when josh suggests you film ‘losing your v card’ with him, the truth about your virginity arises, but david stands up for you as you shy away from the topic 

word count: 689 requested: yes, by an anon a while ago- i hope you like the outcome love! warnings: idk, not any that I can think of or notice? 

* masterlistin’

(everything on my blog is my own writing. if it is shared on another page or website know it isn’t me. all rights reserved. - i have to start doing this as I had some shit on my other blog with plagiarism)

“How about you, Y/n?” You zone back into the room as you lower your phone, seeing Josh looking directly at you with a raised brow. “Wanna film it?” He asks again and you shrug your shoulders.

“Sorry, film what?” You laugh lightly, looking around as Natalie and David continue working whilst Zane and Carly are chilling beside Josh. 

Zane looks over to you with a smirk. “Losing your V card, baby.” Zane calls out with a chuckle, and you feel a small pit return in your stomach. “I mean, most of us have filmed it. Trust me, it’s not as awkward as you think.” He adds and Josh nods.

“I mean, come on. I told my story and I wasn’t in the best shape then. I’m sure yours isn’t so bad in comparison.” Josh tries to ease you into it a bit more, but he can see you shifting around the subject. “If you don’t want to, it’s chill.” He reassures you, but all you do is look down at the ground, not wanting to admit it to anyone. 

“Was it a bad experience?” Carly questions, looking over with slight concern until you shake your head.

Everyone looks at one another, watching you shift uncomfortably at the topic. “Y/n, are you a virgin?” Zane asks you, but it sounds as if he’s stifling a laugh as he questions.

You lower your eyes as you wish the ground could swallow you whole, that the topic would never have arisen in the first place. “No shame if you are.” Josh comments, giving you a small smile as you feel your entire body burning up.

“I just always wanted to wait ‘til marriage, how I was raised.” You mutter as you let your hair fall in your face, not brushing it back for once as you wish to hide away.

“Hold on,” Zane sits upright, his eyes wide with realisation. “David hasn’t got laid in six months?” His eyes wander over to David who remains oblivious. “Oh, poor baby.” He mutters, not meaning any harm, but you feel your heart sink.

“What?” David removes his headphones, looking over to see you hiding away in the corner of the sofa as all eyes remain on him. “Guys seriously, what?” He asks once again, waiting for someone to speak up.

“You’ve not had sex for six months?” Josh asks the question this time, knowing it’s something everyone else has been too nervous to suggest.

David doesn’t speak up at first, he just sighs. You knew he respected your decisions in your relationship. That going into it, he was understanding from the offset. He never made you feel bad about it, or guilty for depriving him. All David wants is for you to be happy and comfortable.

“And?” He retorts, watching everyone pull shocked faces at the fact. “What’s the big deal? We do other stuff, but I don’t think it’s fair to go in depth as Y/n isn’t comfortable talking ‘bout this stuff.” David rises to his feet, saving his edit so far before sitting beside you.

“Sorry, baby.” Zane calls over to you as David hides you in his arms, feeling your breathing rising and falling heavily. “We didn’t know.” He adds and David sees apologetic expressions across the room.

“I mean, we could still film it? Only if you want to.” Josh suggests and you lift your head up, giving him a soft smile. “Be a different outlook on things?”

You sigh quietly under your breath. “Maybe some other time?” You ask and Josh nods, respecting your choices. “Can we move on from this now?” You laugh uneasily. “Like David said, we do other shit so he’s doing just fine.” You joke, smiling up at him watching a blush cross his cheeks.

“It’s true, we’re just fine thanks guys.” He laughs, suddenly easing the uneasy atmosphere in the room. “Okay, I gotta finish editing.” He mumbles to you, glancing down to check you’re alright.

“I’m okay, Dave, thank you.” You tell him as you kiss him softly, watching him walk back to his laptop and continue editing. Just as if nothing had happened.

[isthisthingeven0n]

words as weapons : d.d

brief summary: mariah helps you learn a dance routine and when it’s posted online, fans can’t help but leave comments comparing you to Liza. When David finds out, he comes to offer you comfort.

word count: 704 requested: yes, by a lovely anon. I hope you like how this turned out! warnings: literally none (that I’m aware of)

* masterlistin’ / masterlistin’ 2.0

(everything on my blog is my own writing. if it is shared on another page or website know it isn’t me. all rights reserved. - i have to start doing this as I had some shit on my other blog with plagiarism)

Mariah lets out a heavy sigh as she notices you still struggling with the routine. “Okay, how about we try an easier one, yeah?” You can hear the irritation in her tone as you simply nod, wiping your hands over your leggings as you mirror her actions.

As you try to follow her step by step, you can see it doesn’t look the same. Even when attempting an easier routine that consists of several moves, you’re still messing it up. “I’m sorry, Mariah. I just suck at dancing.” You shrug it off, but Mariah turns back to face you, resting her hands on your shoulders.

“Not everyone is a born dancer, Y/n. And that’s okay.” She tells you with a smile, realising how genuinely hard you’re trying. “How about we try something else, yeah? I think I’ve got an idea.”

*

As the video goes live of you and Mariah learning a new routine, you always take time to read a few of the comments.

Never before had you posted a video of you trying to do something like this, let alone with someone as talented as Mariah. You included all of the mistakes, the outtakes from the process as you knew it was important to show the trials before the finished result.

Overall, you were happy with the video knowing how much time you both put into it. But as you started scrolling through the comments, you could feel your heart sinking.

‘Oh wow i cant believe thats her actually trying.’

‘My three year old daughter can dance better’

‘At least liza has rhythm, girls got a pole up her ass.’

The majority of the comments were positive, understanding that this was partially a joke video for entertainment purposes. You weren’t trying to pursue a career as a dancer, but it seemed to have gone over several fans heads.

Letting out a sigh, you throw your phone down the sofa, unaware of David walking in behind you. “Hey, what’s up?” He questions, seeing a solemn expression on your face as you glance up at him instead of sporting your bright smile.

You shrug your shoulder as you pull a cushion into your chest, holding it tightly. “Just some shitty comments.” You mutter to him, not wanting to go in-depth about it. “It’s nothing, really.”

David knows it’s not nothing based on the look on your face. Usually, you’re able to laugh at hate comments. But this, this is different.

“Okay, babe.” David mutters as he leans across the sofa, kissing your forehead before heading back toward the podcast room. “I’m just editing, if you need me I’ll be there okay.” He calls out, not hearing you even respond as you remain silent, lost in your own thoughts.

Unaware of what David was doing, you curled up and shut your eyes in an attempt to stop the comments you read swirling around in your thoughts.

Yet, David wasn’t editing, he was reading through the comments on your latest video. As his eyes scanned through the harsh words, he could feel his heartbreaking for you. “Why are you so cruel?” He thinks aloud, closing his laptop before walking back out into the living room to find you curled up with your eyes closed.

David kneels down in front of you, noticing the tears falling from your eyes.

Remaining silent, David lifts you up into his arms and takes you to his bedroom. “What’re you doing?” You mutter to him, seeing him climb under the duvet with you.

His arms wrap around your waist, holding you close. “Sometimes, people are mean because they can be. I, I read the comments on your video.” David tells you, leaving you in uncomfortable silence. “And, and I’m sorry people are saying those sort of things to you, it, it isn’t fair.” He furrows his brows together, the sight making a smile ghost your lips. “There it is!” He motions to your smile as he leans in, kissing you softly.

“Thank you, Dave.” You whisper as you lean against him, resting your head on his chest as he strokes through your hair gently.

“Anything for you, Y/n.” He smiles to himself, feeling you finally calming down and relaxing once more.

[isthisthingeven0n]

never feel left out : d.d

brief summary: you get left out by your friends and David comforts you as you’re upset

word count: 752 requested: yes, by anonymous so thank you! warnings: literally none

* masterlistin’

David watches as you lift your phone back up for the fifth time in the span of twenty minutes. He can see you reading something before throwing your phone back onto the sofa and wandering out of the living room in silence.

“What’s up with Y/n?” Natalie questions, turning to face David who shrugs his shoulders. “This is the part where you go find out you dummy.” She tells him and David rises to his feet.

“Remember who’s in charge here.” He jokes with the brunette, pointing a finger to her as they both know she’s more in charge than he is.

Heading down the corridor, David passes the gloss black painting and catches his reflection. He’s heavily sleep-deprived. With making the vlog, the upcoming Teen Choice Awards and filming for America’s Most Musical Family he found it difficult to make time for sleep. 

The sound of soft whimpers catches his attention, snapping him out of his own thoughts as he turns his head to see his door slightly ajar. He silently steps in to find the lights turned off, but he can see a figure hiding underneath the covers. “Y/n?” He calls out softly, not wanting to worsen your cries. 

“Hi.” You whimper back, poking your head out from the covers. David reaches for the slight switch, only to have you object. “Please don’t, Dave.” You ask so gently and he obliges, simply stepping closer toward the bed.

“What’s up, baby?” He sits down on the bed, reaching out as he can see your body shaking beneath the sheets, your sobs being suppressed into the pillow.

David’s question remains in the room, floating around as you contemplate your response. You had hundreds reeling off, thinking of which could be the best to hide the truth. Taking the silence as a sign of the worse, David quickly climbs under the covers, shuffling closer and wraps his arm around you. 

“If you wanna just lay here for a while, that’s okay. But I’m not letting you sit here crying all alone.” David hushes gently as his thumb rubs over your hip. 

Tilting your head, you can see his concerned smile on his face. You know he can see the redness in your eyes, the dryness around your face no makeup can hide. “I just feel so left out, all the fucking time.” You whimper, trying to stop the lump in your throat climbing back up to interject. “And I keep seeing all my friends together, laughing and joking, but I can never make it or they stop asking.” A heavy sigh follows and you can feel the weight slowly leaving your shoulders and being shifted onto David’s. 

Lifting his hand up, he brushes your hair out of your face as it clings to your cheeks from dried tears. “If they leave you out on purpose, they’re not worth worrying about.” He tries to reassure you, but he’s only greeted with a rapid shake of your head.

“It’s not just them, Dave.” You whisper, this part being padlocked to your chest as you refused to admit this out loud. Lowering your gaze from his, you focus on his shirt as you fiddle with the loose threads in between your fingertips. “You’ve been busy, everyone’s been travelling and I just feel I’m not going anywhere in life.” 

David pauses, listening to your words as they pour out of you like a stream. You’ve been keeping everything in for so long, and he sits, holding you close simply listening. You continue to explain your feelings, a sense of guilt and self-loathing as you see everyone living better lives, and that is when David has had enough.

“No, that’s not fair on yourself.” He interrupts you, lifting your chin so he can look at you in the eyes. “You’re worth so much, and you do so much in your time, Y/n. Sure, we’re all busy, but if your friends can’t understand that, see what it is you’re doing then they aren’t true friends to you anymore.” 

You snuggle closer into David, letting him comfort you silently. “I’m sorry.” You manage to squeak out, and David hushes you gently.

“You have nothing to be sorry about, Y/n. Please don’t be sorry for having a heart.” He tells you with a small smile as he lifts the covers back up, letting you rest above them.

He takes a dramatic breath, making you laugh lightly. He smiles to himself, knowing if he can hear you laugh, all will be okay. 

[isthisthingeven0n]

overly cautious : j.w

brief summary: you’re natalies sister and for months she’s been trying to introduce you to jeff. but unlike her, you’re less keen on the idea as you’re cautious of his past.

word count: requested: yes, I combined two requests together for this. one from an anon and the other from @tearsforhan 💛 warnings: none really

* masterlistin’

(everything on my blog is my own writing. if it is shared on another page or website know it isn’t me. all rights reserved. - i have to start doing this as I had some shit on my other blog with plagiarism)

“He’s nice, I promise.” Natalie pulls on your hand as you sigh loudly.

For weeks she’s been trying to get you to visit, and now that you finally have graduated college it couldn’t be a better time.

“Nat, I really don’t care.” You groan as you near the house you consider a second home. “From what I’ve seen, he’s no good to be ‘round.” You tell her, having seen the footage of him talking about his sketchy past.

“That was years ago, Y/n.” Natalie reminds you, something she’s been drilling into you for months as you would FaceTime her and David from your apartment. “He’s changed a lot. Just, just meet him at least.” She states in her authoritative big sister tone.

Rolling your eyes you have no choice but to comply. She pushes open the front door and you see familiar faces who smile. The sound of music increases, drowning out what Natalie says to you as she wanders off, leaving you by the doorway.

“Hey!” You turn and see David who brings you into a hug. He yells to you over the music, but you are oblivious to what it is he’s actually saying. “Have you met Jeff?” He speaks clearly this time, just about being clear over the music.

He can clearly see your face drop as you shake your head. David pats your shoulder as he motions to the tall guy across the house, standing by the kitchen where a selection of drinks are displayed. “I’ll go see Zane first, I know he’s been wanting to catch up.” You tell David, putting the inevitable off for a while longer.

“Alright, alright,” David mutters to himself, holding his hands up in defence as he walks off and disappears into the crowd of the party.

Wandering through the crowds, you pass by various strangers. You feel someone grab your bum, and you turn seeing someone smirking to you. “Not happening.” You mutter, moving away from the crowd and head to the bar for a drink.

“Some people don’t have boundaries when drunk.” You hear someone comment and you nod along as you pour a drink into the red cup, purposely picking something strong. 

You down the liquid instantly, feeling the burn down your throat as you cough quietly, covering your mouth to avoid anything coming back up. Instantly, your hand outstretches for another drink and you feel someone moving closer. 

“Night goin’ that bad?” He questions and you turn your head. 

Looking up, you see who it is. After months of seeing him merely through a screen, he’s finally stood in front of you with a small smile lacing his lips. “Could say that.” You mutter in response, unsure if he’ll hear you over the music. 

“I’m Jeff, by the way.” He tells you as he leans against the counter, facing the crowd as you roll your eyes.

“Yeah, I know who you are.” You respond, watching as he quickly turns around and faces you. 

His eyes wander over your face, picking out details and his eyes widen. His fingers snap together as he opens his mouth. “You’re Natalie’s sister, aren’t you?” He questions and you hold up the red cup, nodding. 

“The one and only.” You say with a light laugh, emptying the cup before slamming it back down. 

Jeff chuckles to himself as you glance up at him with a straight face. “Sorry, you’re just really pretty.” He states. But he watches as you scoff lightly, pouring a new drink. “Okay, normally girls respond at least.” 

“Sorry, I’m not really one to fall for those kinda lines I hear literally every single day.” You tell him and Jeff nods. 

“Okay, not a fan of pick up lines. I’ll take note.” He jokes, smiling to you as you hold your drink in your hand, looking around for anyone you know to serve as a distraction from talking to him for much longer. “I take it if you know me, you know about my past then? That what this is all about?” He motions and you quietly sigh.

“I just don’t know if I should trust you. I mean, everyone else does, but I don’t get it.” You tell him, feeling a bit tipsy already as you sway in front of him, resting your hand on your hip. “Like, you seem alright I’ll admit, and you’re hot, I’ll let you have that.” 

“Thanks,” He comments, but you hold your hand up stopping him. 

“Hold on.” You state as you take a sip of your drink. “But you seem sketchy like you have bad businesses going on behind the scenes or some shit.” You suggest and Jeff shrugs his shoulders. 

“I can neither confirm or deny.” He tells you with a small smile. “You don’t have to trust me, just like I don’t have to trust you.” He explains and you nod, accepting that fact. “How about a dance at least? Can’t do any harm, right?” 

You glance over, trying to see Natalie but she’s nowhere to be found. All you can hear in your head is her telling you to give him a chance. So, you listen to her for once and accept. “Alright, one dance.” You tell him and he nods, taking your hand as you weave into the crowd, dancing along with him.

As you dance, you can feel his hands resting on your waist, not daring to move further south without your permission. Your hairs rise up as you turn to face him, smiling to him until you feel someone grab your ass. 

Jeff watches as your smile drops and sees a guy behind you staring. “Dude, what the fuck?” Jeff yells to the guy as you rest your hand on Jeff’s arm. “Why you grabbing girls like that?” Aggression rises in his voice, and the guy backs away.

“Meant no harm, dude.” The guy retorts and you cross your arms. 

Looking down at you, Jeff can see how uncomfortable you are by this and takes your hand, leading you out from the crowds and into the garden. “I’m sorry.” He mutters to you as you remain too quiet for his liking as your eyes remain fixated on the ground. 

You shake your head. “You don’t have to be, not your fault.” You tell him quietly as you wander over to the railings where it’s much quieter as most people remain inside. “I just hate that shit like that happens.” You say with a sigh as you run your fingers through your hair, oblivious to his eyes on you. “Like, who has the right to do that shit?” You groan loudly. 

“It’s a shitty attitude some guys have. I hate to admit I’ve been there, but having learnt the consequences you realise it isn’t fair to anyone to be like that.” Jeff states and it takes you by surprise. 

Raising an eyebrow to his comment, you look up at Jeff and he nods. “Seriously?” You ask him with a small laugh. “You are proof that there’s life after being a fuck boy?” 

Jeff holds his hands up. “Living proof, in the flesh.” He jokes, making you smile. “And I don’t use lines often on girls anymore. I try and at least get to know them first.” He tells you quietly, smiling softly to you. 

“Good to know.” You comment back, glancing up. “And I’m sorry I thought ill of you before.” You tell him. “Probably thought too soon as you do seem like a decent guy after all.” 

“So you admit it?” He questions, watching as a smile plays on your lips. 

You nod to him. “I’ll admit it.” You say as your hands rest on the rails, close to his. Slowly, you nudge them closer to his, shuffling closer to Jeff as your head rests on his arm. “You’re an alright guy, after all, Jeff.”