𝜗𝜚 mari

stalked you on the internet 𐙚⋆🦢｡⋆♡

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𐔌՞ ܸ.ˬ.ܸ՞𐦯 welcome to mari’s piece of heaven 🎞️ ᥫ᭡ 🏹

𖥻 ִ ࣪𖤐 do you want the house tour? ! ׁ🪷

masterlist ୭ ᵎᵎ pinterest & letterboxd┆꒰ check tags for more .ᐟ ꒱

᭝ ᨳଓ ՟ cabin 10. hufflepuff. summer roberts’ daughter. percy jackson’s best girl. infp. જ⁀➴ pjo. the oc. spider-man. awae. tswift. olivia rodrigo. sabrina carpenter. role model. harry styles.

🧸𓏲⋆.🧺 baby what’s mine is now yours: reqs & asks open, talk to me anytime !

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hi bbs, i don’t know who’s gonna see this but i’ll just say sorry for being so inactive here :,) last couple of months i was going through a bad time mentally and i finally got to go to my therapist which has helped me the last few weeks!! I’ll try to start writing and be more active soon, but i can’t promise anything just yet, just wanted to let ya guys know because i miss being in here. mwah!!

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୭ ˚.🍰ᵎᵎ. 𑄹 TEASING - an keonho

keonho x fem reader

synopsis: a casual livestream meant to cure boredom quickly turns chaotic when an unexpected guest joins in.

w.c: 640

“Hi!” You wave excitedly at the camera as the comments start rolling in. “I was getting really bored eating, so I decided to stop by here and chat for a bit.”

You smiled, setting your plate aside so you could get a better look at the comments your fans were leaving.

“I was eating pasta, guys. I was really hungry, now I’ll have to think of a dessert for later.”

How are rehearsals going?

“Everything’s going really well, though I’m exhausted. We want this tour to be amazing, so we’re working really hard to—

The sound of the door interrupted your answer; you smiled and glanced to the side to see who was coming in. Keonho smiled back at you.

“I’m live,” you said quickly before he could say something inappropriate on camera, which made him laugh.

OMG, is that Keonho’s laugh?

Is that Keonho?

Suddenly, the questions started coming too fast; you couldn’t answer them all. You laughed softly, nodding your head.

“Yeah, Keonho’s here, guys. Want to join the live stream?” you asked, patting the seat next to you.

He smiled, jumping up and landing right next to you, squashing you a little. You rolled your eyes, adjusting your position so that both of you would fit in the camera frame.

“How’s it going?” he asked with a smile, moving closer to your side.

The comments kept rolling in fast; you watched the screen, trying to answer some of the questions.

“Is it true that Y/n is your favorite partner?” you read, bursting out laughing almost immediately.

“Y/n is my favorite person,” Keonho said with a smile, looking at you.

You looked up from the screen and stared at him in disbelief.

“Keonho…” you said in a tone of disbelief, and he shrugged.

“What? I mean it, you’re my favorite person on the whole planet.” You felt the blood rush to your face; he smiled, pinching your cheeks.

You swatted his hand away, which made him laugh almost immediately. The comments were going wild; you tried to hide the blush on your cheeks, but it was impossible—suddenly, you felt very hot.

“Stop it,” you whispered, taking off your jacket and moving a little away from him.

“Am I your favorite person in the world?” he asked, pouting as he moved closer again.

He wanted to tease you; you knew it, but even so, you couldn’t help the butterflies in your stomach and the heat rising up your neck.

“Oh my God! Are you blushing?” he asked teasingly, trying to stroke your face; you swatted his hand away again.

“Leave me alone! I’m going to hit you,” you threatened, grabbing a cushion from the sofa to hold in front of your face, hiding behind it.

They’re so cute

It’s obvious they like each other

Keonho loves teasing Y/n

“Okay, okay, sorry. I won’t tease you anymore,” he whispered, wrapping his arms around you from behind the pillow, almost pulling himself on top of you.

“Keonho! You’re crushing me!” you said with a laugh, hugging him back.

What he didn’t expect was for your hands to grab his sides, tickling him. Within seconds, he was screaming and laughing as he tried to break free from your grip.

“Stop, stop, please.” You were both laughing and putting on quite a show for the fans, who couldn’t stop commenting; the live stream was getting more and more views.

Suddenly, Keonho managed to break free and grabbed your hands, placing them on your head. You didn’t realize how close he was until his warm breath brushed your cheek; you looked down at his lips, he smiled flirtatiously, so you rolled your eyes and pushed him away from you, feeling butterflies in your stomach.

“Well… I think that’s enough for today,” you said, quickly grabbing your phone to wrap things up. “Bye, guys!”

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୭ ˚.🍰ᵎᵎ. 𑄹 ONE MORE NIGHT - eom seonghyeon

⋆˚꩜｡ ‘ you're my fantasy let's repeat it one more night give me one more night give me one more fantasy, fantasy

seonghyeon x fem reader

synopsis: Y/N meets a mysterious boy at work and helps him out of a stressful situation, leading to a sweet, unexpected connection. They share a short but meaningful moment together before going their separate ways.

w.c: 1606

"Y/N, can you mind the till for a second? I need to pop into the back room to look for something."

You looked up from the records you were sorting; Jessica, your colleague, was watching you with a smile. You nodded and headed for the till, watching as she quickly disappeared into the back room.

The shop was quiet, with just a few people wandering about, looking at the vinyls and CDs. Suddenly, the doorbell rang, signalling the arrival of a new customer. You smiled as you watched the boy walk in; he looked about your age, wearing a cap and sunglasses, yet you couldn’t help but notice how attractive he was.

“Welcome. If you have any questions, please don’t hesitate to ask,” you repeated the same phrase you said to all customers, though this time you hoped he really did have a question. He smiled, nodding his head.

You went about your business, though every now and then you glanced over at the boy; he seemed very engrossed in the vinyl records.

"Hi, we are taking this?"

"Oh perfect" you tore your gaze away from the boy to attend to the couple standing in front of you.

You spoke to them for a few seconds; they told you the CDs were a present for their daughter, who was a huge music fan. You smiled and said a friendly goodbye. By the time you’d finished and tried to look for the boy, he was nowhere to be seen, and there were more than twenty girls in the shop whispering and rushing about.

“I need your help,” said a voice beside you. You jumped in your seat; it had taken you by surprise.

You turned round and right in front of you stood him, the boy you’d been looking for seconds earlier. You smiled kindly, though your smile almost vanished when you saw the look of desperation on his face; he was fidgeting with his hands and looking all around as if he were afraid someone would discover he was there.

Had he stolen something?

“I’m not getting myself into legal trouble for you, no matter how handsome you are.”

He looked at you confusedly, laughed softly and shook his head. “What? Never mind, nobody’s getting into legal trouble,” he said, leaning in a little closer and lowering his voice. “See those girls over there?” he asked, nodding his head to one side.

"Yeah… are those your crazy exes coming after you?" you asked, stepping back a little. He rolled his eyes and moved closer to you again.

"No… it’s a long story, but in short, I’m in a band and those girls are coming after me because they’re… my fans" he whispered the last part sheepishly. You let out a loud laugh, which caused a few glances to fall on you both.

You felt his hand on your arm and as he turned you both away, hiding from the girls who seemed to be getting suspicious, you quickly covered your mouth. “Sorry,” you whispered. He shook his head, bringing his hands to his face in frustration.

“Seonghyeon?” asked one of the girls, approaching the counter. You felt the grip on your arm tighten and terror wash over his face.

“I’m not allowed to be here. If my manager finds out, I’m dead,” he whispered, looking at you with pleading eyes. You nodded, winking at him.

“Leave it to me. Pretend you’re sorting those CDs over there, then go into that room and don’t come out until I tell you,” you said, pointing to some boxes full of CDs. He nodded and slowly made his way over.

You turned around, smiling. Right in front of you, just behind the counter, stood a group of about ten girls staring intently at Seonghyeon (you assumed that was his name from his reaction when he heard it).

"Hello, girls. My colleague is busy. Is there anything I can help you with?" you asked, pretending everything was fine.

They looked at you in confusion and then turned back to Seonghyeon. "Sorry, we thought we’d seen someone."

“No problem. If you have any questions… I’m here,” you smiled, watching them leave, still a little confused, whilst your colleague returned from the storeroom.

“Y/N… who’s that—

“Cover for me for a moment, I’ll be right back and I promise I’ll explain everything later,” you said quickly, running towards the break room.

“I’m here… what are you supposed to be doing?”

Seonghyeon lowered the chair and smiled, trying to look innocent. “I heard footsteps and thought you were someone else.”

“And your first reaction was to hide behind a chair?” you asked, laughing. He rolled his eyes. “Anyway, I think everything’s calm now. You can go out the back door so you can make sure no one follows you.”

“Oh… right.”

You led him to the back of the shop; Seonghyeon was nervously staring at his hands. Once there, you both stopped.

"Thank you so much…" He paused, waiting for you to say your name.

“Y/N,” you said with a smile.

“Thank you so much, Y/N, I owe you one.”

“It’s nothing, good luck.”

You both looked at each other, not quite sure how to say goodbye.

“What time does your shift finish?” he asked bluntly, making you laugh. “We could go for an ice cream, you know… as a thank you.”

“Of course, shall we meet at the ice cream parlour next door in two hours?”

“Great, see you there…” he whispered, turning to leave.

"Bye, Seonghyeon," you said with a laugh; he just shook his head as he walked away.

Those were probably the longest two hours of his life. He tried to distract himself by going to the second-hand shops, but every time he remembered how you smiled or that playful look that was so typical of you, he felt the heat rising to his cheeks and his stomach doing a somersault.

He felt like a fool, searching for your smile in every girl who walked past him, even though he knew you weren’t there. By the time the hour came, he was sitting at one of the tables, turning his head towards the entrance every time someone new came in; he was fidgeting with his feet, and it was already the third time he’d had to wipe the sweat from his palms.

Why was he so nervous?

“Did I keep you waiting long?” He looked up, smiled when he saw you, and you smiled back.

“No, no. Sit down.”

You spent a couple of hours there, laughing and chatting. You both had similar tastes in music and enjoyed the same sort of films, so before long you were talking with complete ease.

"So... a band," you said, changing the subject.

“I thought you were faking it, but now I see you really have no idea who I am,” he said with a smile, and you rolled your eyes.

“Did you really think I was capable of that?” you pretended to be offended, which made him laugh.

“You said I was handsome,” he recalled, making you glare at him.

"Objectively speaking, I have eyes—that’s a fact."

"Objectively? I don’t know whether to feel flattered or offended."

"Eat your ice cream," you said, taking his ice-cream cone and bringing it close to his face, smearing his nose.

He opened his mouth, looking at you with feigned surprise, leaning in to try and smear your nose too, which made you laugh and run away from him.

"What on earth are you thinking?" Seonghyeon looked up; Martin stared at him, confused. He simply shook his head, brushing it off.

More than a month had passed since that day in the shop when you helped him escape. Even so, he hadn’t escaped a telling-off from his manager, but it had been worth it because he’d been able to watch the sunset by your side in that park. That day, he hadn’t felt like Seonghyeon from Cortis; he was just another boy, one who had fallen completely in love with you.

Unfortunately for him, his schedule had been very busy; the preparations for today's concert kept him so occupied that he hadn't been able to return to the shop to ask for your number or arrange another date, but not busy enough to stop you from creeping into his mind at every moment.

If he closed his eyes, he could see your face perfectly: the teasing smile you'd given him, or the way your cheeks flushed when you laughed too hard. He felt as though he were under a spell from which he couldn't escape.

"Five minutes and we're off!" someone shouted, snapping him out of his thoughts.

The crowd's cheers snapped him completely out of his thoughts. What he didn't know was that you were there; you'd been dragged along to that concert by your younger sister, who hadn't stopped talking about it, leaving you with no choice but to give in to her pleas to accompany her, knowing how happy it would make her.

What you hadn't expected was to see him there, smiling so broadly, dancing and jumping from one side to the other. For a moment, your eyes met, and it was as if everything had stopped right then and there. For Seonghyeon, it was as if you had come back to him, and he knew that this was his chance; this time he wasn't going to let it slip away, he wouldn't let you go.

You gave him a wink, which made him laugh a little. Almost immediately, he walked over to someone on his team; you saw him whisper something to them whilst pointing towards where you were standing. You smiled and shook your head; he just smiled back.

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omg mari !!! i have missed seeing u on my dash !!!! here is a cute pic of a cat i found on my pinterest !!!

how are u ?? anything new or exciting going on with u ?

oh em geee i love cat pics this made my whole day 🥲 hihi liv! i’m doing so good hehe, just a lil too busy with homework but i’ll have more free time soon so i’m excited to be back here :)

this is the most recent pic of a cat i saved from pinterest!! how have youu been? i hope life’s been treating you right <3

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when people ask why i’m so obsessed with my bf but today he was watching something important for him on youtube and the moment he catched me changing my theme here he paused everything just so i could show him the results

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hey!! its me again. is it okay if i take inspiration from your page?? im trying to figure out my theme and all that.😔💋

yeah of course! :) don’t worry i totally get it 🫶🏻

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heyy!! hows it going?? i love your blog so much and i wanted to ask how you make your intro/ links/theme board thing? (sorry if this make zero sense😭😭) i’m kinda new to tumblr and want to start posting and want to have it set up all nice and pretty.🩷

hi sweetie! how are you doing? thank you so much! 😽 it does make sense dw and i’m more than happy to help. Here’s a few links that I use for my themes:

— for my header i always make a collage on picsart, i mostly find pics on pinterest. I’ll leave my board for you here.

— for the general theme (like font and background colours here on tumblr) i always use a color picker like this one to get codes for the exact shade i want. And to make sure it matches my pfp or header i upload the pic and it gives me the shades if that makes sense hehe

— for intro, masterlist, bio or emojis in general i just use kaomoji and look for any amoji combos that match the vibe i want for the theme, everything else like pics and dividers i get out of pinterest and if i need i edit them on picsart.

— andd last but not least, i’m gonna leave this tutorial for you just in case you want to change the colours of the fonts

I hope it all makes sense hehe <3 and if you need anything else don’t hesitate on asking. Welcome to tumblr btw!

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i don't really write requests uually, so I don't want to come off as demanding. this is from the same anon that sent the request with the 🤑 emoji after the hi

i'm usually a lurker and a reader rather than someone who requests things, but i do notice, sometimes when people request, it can come off as demanding like the author has to write it. and i know it's been a while since you posted the fic

qnyway have a good day

hi lovie! no no don't worry 😋 i swear i love receiving requests, most people are really nice about it and overall i’m just happy to engage with you guys through requests or even anything else you want to say!

I’m actually very happy you liked my fics enough to request :) and feel welcome to do so anytime, sometimes i’m a little slow writing them (rn i’m just very inactive but as soon as i get a break i’ll be back to those reqs hehe) but if I can write it, then I’ll get to it. As for your specific request, It’s actually funny because someone requested something similar and i’ve been working on it, I find it so sweet and it makes me happy to know that people liked something I wrote to the point of wanting a part 2, so it’s in the way.

Thanks for your consideration tho, very appreciated. Just know i’m happy you’re here. 🫡🩷

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YO SOY INTERNACIONAL PERO VEO A MI VENEKA Y ME GUSTA JUGAR LOCAL 🗣️🗣️

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˙ . ꒷ 🍰 . 𖦹˙— kdramas & quiet nights ｡𖦹°‧

books, movies, soft feelings

⊹₊⟡⋆ bts. illit. enhypen. txt. gracie abrams. sabrina carpenter. role model ⊹₊⟡⋆

more about me letterboxd & wattpad !!

you know that I can't show you me give you me ୭ ᵎᵎ

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fav girl ever guys actually

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hiiii i love ur new theme, girl!!

thank you indi!! i love yourss, the green is perfect 😽

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hihi! so random but on your master list the ‘dont touch her’ fanfic for percy jackson is linked to a different fanfic called ‘wisdom teeth’ 🥲 im not sure if this was purposeful but i was just curious cause i really wanted to read the ‘dont touch her’ one! :))

hihi! noo i hadn't noticed omg but it's already fixed <3 I'm leaving the fic here too if you wanna find it!!

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⋆˚𝜗𝜚˚⋆ 𝒮orry or something(s) get leaked

♡ 167K likes

popcrave amidst break up rumours, Luke Castellan likes a tweet that hints at singer yn potentially cheating with actor Percy Jackson.

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user oh

user i mean haven't yall heard the new album? she was NOT feeling him i fear

user she shouldn't even be dating percy if she won't get over whoever she wrote those songs about.

user how are people not seeing those songs are about percy

user girl they are not no way, they didn't even know or follow each other until recently

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chupdated leaked pictures of yn and percy from 2022, posted on her old instagram account (now deleted)

user nobody should be posting these

user wait if they knew each other years ago why would they only start following each other recently?

user guys you're forgetting they're quite literally in the same friend group (annabeth, grover, etc.) of course they'd know each other.

user this is much more than just knowing each other though, her caption says best friend

user you guys should really stop speculating abt this, they're clearly friends and want whatever happened to be private.

user ok but these pics are so cute

user right?! I understand why Luke is so butthurt.

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Percy is not entirely sure he can fully hid the pep in his step. Not like he's trying too hard, either.

He knows he should be mad, annoyed or maybe even sad. People are fulfilling the implications he always hated about his job—hundres of people have woken up and decided that his life is their business and now his phone can't stop ringing with notifications.

New leaked photos are being posted, his old instagram account being found and old comments resurfacing the internet. Nothing too wild. Simple him leaving traces of the time when he was foolishly in love with his best friend.

Should he be mad? Yeah. He should.

But he wasn't. A little annoyed, yes. But he couldn't help but feel hopeful because this was the moment to try and connect with her.

Nevermind Luke being an asshole— Percy had already left a few messages on his dm's that his PR team would probably not approve about.

Now it was his moment to talk to y/n. It should be under the pretense of them discussing the leaked pictures, but in reality he only wanted to try and fix things.

Maybe they couldn't be together as he wished, but if only he could get back her friendship. That would be more than enough.

So he did the best thing he could think of— went to get her breakfast. Percy was still a little too new to the LA scene, and he couldn't pretend he still knew her favorite restaurant. But he knew what she used to love having for breakfast.

And a quick message to Annabeth not only confirmed it, but also gave him the perfect location to get it.

He returns home half an hour later, he's nervously going through his order to make sure he didn't forget anything: hasbrowns, scrambled eggs, a side of bacon and a vanilla latte on his other hand.

This is exactly what he used to get her back when he used to pick her up early for his driving lessons.

Percy tries not to think about it too much as he opens the door. He knows she's here because he can hear some disturb going on in the kitchen. Hopefully she hasn't had breakfast yet.

He steps into the kitchen before he can overthink it.

She's sitting there, still in her pjs as she scrolls on her phone, looking through what Percy's sure are the tweets about the leaked pictured. She doesn't even notice Percy at first until he gently knocks on the door frame

"Percy." Shes smiles awkwardly. "I didn't know you were home."

He lifts the paper bag slightly. "Yeah. I—uh—got you some breakfast."

There's a moment of silence as her eyes fall on the bag, and when he offers it to her she hesitantly takes it from him, her fingers brushing his.

"Thank you, Percy." When she looks at him again, her eyes carry a softness he hasn't seen in a while.

"Don't mention it." He breathes out, the tension he didn't know was there leaving his body.

Their eyes connect, and Percy feels the kind of connection he thought he had lost a long time ago. Neither of them says anything else. But their gazes share feelings they're not ready to admit out loud.

It gets too overwhelming, and he decides it's time to talk. But he simply doesn't know where to start with— "I got you some hashbrowns and... you know."

She knows. He can tell by the recognition on her face.

"Thanks." She repeats, and Percy realizes she doesn't know what to say either.

He decides to simply rip the bandaid off.

"I saw the posts." Percy says, taking a seat beside her. "I'm sorry."

"No, Percy, I'm sorry." She stiffens slightly. "This is my fault. I never wanted you to get roped into this."

"This is not your fault." He shakes his head. "Luke was the one liking those tweets."

There's a hint of hesitation in her tone "I was not fair to him."

"Don't." His voice is firm. "He's entitled to his feelings, yeah, but that doesn't mean he's justified in trying to ruin your reputation just because his feelings were hurt."

She studies him carefully.

"Percy..."

There's something in her tone that makes his annoyance soften.

"They're talking about my songs and—"

His stomach drops.

This is it.

She's going to say it.

In a moment, she will laugh awkwardly and tell him people are reaching. Plain delusional. Because no way her songs are about him. It was never that way and he would be simply stupid to think otherwise.

He cuts her off before she finishes.

"You don't have to explain." He says quickly. "Really. Those people don't know what they're saying."

Her brows knit together.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah." He forces a smile. "I just... miss being your friend. That's all I want. Us. Like before."

Her face changes almost instantly.

"Oh. Yeah. Sure." Her voice is quiet.

Percy mistakes the disappointment in her voice for relief.

She's relieved. He gave her an out of having to explain something awkwardly.

"Just... friends again." He repeats.

She nods slowly.

Friends.

Of course.

What was she expecting?

He interrupted her because he probably knew. Because he didn't want her to acknowledge it. If she said out loud that the songs were indeed about him, then he'd have to reject her.

And he didn't want that, did he?

That's what makes the most sense to her.

"Of course." She swallows. "Friends."

The words hang heavy between them.

She forces a smile.

And Percy smiles back, thinking that at least he got to get her friendship back.

Because it would be better to settle for each other's friendship than have to lose each other again.

They're both convinced this is the most they can ever be.

Friends.

"You should eat before it gets cold." He gestures to the bag, sitting on the counter.

"Right."

Their eyes meet again.

And for a split second, it feels like they're standing on the edge of something.

But Percy already stepped back.

And she thinks he has never stepped forward at all.

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oh jonathan byers you deserved better writers

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i never finished gossip girl because i wanted blair and dan to be endgame #speakingmytruth

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Hii!! I really like your work and I would love to read about Jason Grace taking care of sick reader😊😊✨

Saltines and Tylenol

jason grace x sick! reader warning: none maybe illness? label: fluffy maybe some angst? wc: 903

The sunlight peeked through the windows in your cabin. It was fairly late, and your siblings were all out by now, most likely at breakfast. Your mouth watered at the thought of fluffy chocolate chip pancakes or your favorite sweet strawberry milk. But instead, you sat up in your bed against your headboard since you couldn’t keep anything down. Your fluffy blanket pulled up to your chin as you tried to focus on your book. A few days ago, you woke up with a sore throat, and over the next few days, it only got worse, leading to your current situation.

Your head felt like it was going to explode, and while you definitely had a fever, you felt as if you were freezing to death, causing you to tug your blanket up more even though it wasn't helping.

Eventually, the weakness of your body takes over, and you fall asleep with your arms tightly wrapped around your stuffed animal. 

–

Jason began to worry when he didn't see you at breakfast. He knew that you had been struggling lately and were coming down with some sort of illness. The bags under your eyes and your constant sniffle served as proof. He quickly ate his plain oatmeal, something you thought was gross, but he always argued that it was good for him and healthier than your usual breakfast of sugar-filled yogurt and strawberry milk.

Once he was finished and everyone was dismissed from breakfast, he hurried over to your cabin and opened the door, not bothering to knock. He was always at your cabin since he hated how cold and empty his own was. The door creaked open, the warm air and soft smell surrounding him as he stepped in and shut the door quietly. 

He noticed your sleeping figure on the bed, cuddled under the oversized fluffy blanket, and clutching your stuffed animal like it was your lifeline. He quietly stepped over, being careful not to wake you up, and leaned over your bed to make sure you were asleep. Even in your sleep, you looked exhausted, your under-eye bags more prominent than the last time he had seen you, a clear sign you hadn't slept. He couldn't help but notice the muffled sounds of your siblings laughing outside the cabin, a reminder that the world kept going even as you rested. Your usually tidy cabin was messy around your bed with a bottle of some medicine, most likely from the infirmary, on your nightstand, and some saltines next to it.

You shuffle in your sleep, turning to face him like you had sensed your boyfriend's presence in your sleep. Jason froze, unsure what to do. He stood there for a second before slipping off his shoes and climbing into bed with you, wrapping his strong arms around your waist. You nuzzle your face into his chest, mumbling half asleep some nonsensical greeting. Jason chuckled softly, closing his eyes and eventually falling asleep as well.

—

A few hours later, you begin to shuffle around in your sleep, beginning to wake up from your illness-induced haze. You feel the familiar presence of Jason and his arms tightly wrapped around you, as if he were scared you would run away. 

The feeling of you moving around causes Jason to wake up, too, grumbling something about “more sleep” and pulling the blanket up over you two. You try to giggle, but as you do, the feeling of your headache comes back, causing you to groan softly and roll over onto your back. Jason finally opens his eyes and looks over at you, clearly in pain, your eyes squeezed shut as the pain pulses through your head.

“Here, take these baby,” he mumbles gruffly, reaching over to your nightstand and opening the drawer, digging for the Tylenol you kept. When he finally finds it, he opens it and hands you two pills and your obnoxiously large water bottle, which he constantly made fun of you for.

You take both of them from him, quickly swallowing the pills before you nuzzle back into his chest. You reach a hand over his side and put your water bottle on the nightstand before wrapping your arm around him.

“How're you feeling?” he asks, sliding his hand under your sweatshirt and stroking your back soothingly. “Not good,” you grumble into his chest, your voice still hoarse. You can’t even bother to lift your head to look at him.

He sighs, feeling at a loss, not knowing what he can do to make you feel better. There's a knot of worry in his chest—what if you don't get better soon, what if you end up in the infirmary? The thought weighs on him, but he tries to keep his voice steady. "d- do you need anything?" he asks, his voice timid as he looks down at you in his arms. He can't help but wonder how he managed to get such a beautiful girl in his arms like this, hoping he's doing enough to comfort you.

You shake your head no, half asleep by now as you lie boneless and limp in his arms. “Just stay,” you say, your voice cracking slightly. He nods, pressing a kiss to the top of your forehead, understanding that you don't need anything but your boyfriend to make you feel better, and damn it if that doesn't make him feel like the luckiest guy on earth.