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WOAH WHAT THE f*ck IM GONNA CRY I . I WAS LISTENING TO MSABAF AND I LICHERALLY f*ckING..... IM GONNA CRY I REALIZED SOMETHING

loving you is easy

pairing. idol!jaehyun x model!reader

genre. fluff

w.c. 1k+

summary. Your agencies have confirmed your relationship to the public since you were seen outside together. You want to clear the air, what’s better than proudly doing skincare with your boyfriend?

"Hi everyone!" You begin, giving a shy wave to the camera.

"These past few days have been chaos lately since news got out," you smile as you say this; cheeks flushed a soft pink, later you would find out your fans have been going insane over this clip, "and I just wanted to unwind it all with you guys."

"So, I decided to film a 'get unready with me' with my special someone. Hence why we are in my bathroom," your hands gesture the place, "Jae's going to be joining us in a second, he's still changing into his pajamas."

You heave out a big sigh after that, arms crossed over your chest, eyes shutting closed for a moment, “I’m actually so happy right now but I'm so tired, you have no idea." Before you know it, a pair of arms enclosed you in its embrace. Jaehyun pulls your body to rest on his, you can feel his toned chest, his muscled arms around you so familiar you cannot help but want to bury in the warm comfort he brings with him. The height difference obvious as he towers a head above you.

Jaehyun rests his cheek on your head, "Happiness is a choice, baby, you don't always have to choose it." This you agree with, nodding your head softly. You manoeuvre your neck to place a kiss on his cheek, standing on tiptoes to place one where his dimple sits.

"Anyway! Jae, say hi first," you urge him. He moves to stand next to you instead, one hand still heavy on your waist.

"Hi. Hello everyone. Long time no see guys," he says this with pauses in between.

"So cute," you pinched his cheek. You clapped your hands, "Let's start then."

"First things first is," you say, "cleansing," Jaehyun finishes.

You let out a soft laugh, "Nice try baby, but the first thing is to get your hair out of the way," he drops his head down, ears red as he lets out a small huff smiling sheepishly. You hand him his hairband that pushes his hair back, he thanks you softly while you grab a scrunchie for yourself.

"Hair? Out of the way. Now we can double cleanse," you say smiling at Jaehyun.

Jaehyun opens the tap as you say, "Before anything else, you need to wash your hands too guys." The tap opens and closes, the next thing you're doing is drying your hands.

You hold up a cleansing balm showing the product to the camera. Scooping a little bit out with the little spoon given then transferring it to your finger, "Come closer bae," you call out to Jaehyun. When he's close enough, you slide the product onto one of his cheeks. Repeating the process for yourself.

Jaehyun’s already rubbing the product onto his face by the time you've placed the product onto your face.

"You know guys, the first time I've seen him do skincare was... it was something," you say to the camera, slowly spreading the product around your face, making sure to get all the creases.

"You make it sound like it was a disaster," Jaehyun grumbles. You giggle, "It might as well have been, you did it like any other man would, Jaehyunnie." He only shakes his head in turn, smiling because he’s embarrassed.

"Listen guys, you should always be gentle with your skin, to yourself in general, I mean if you're not gentle to yourself then who will? You get what I mean?" you tell the camera. "I was a victim of that too but then I thought ‘why am I being so harsh to myself?' ever since then I am a changed person."

"So, if you're surprised by how Jae's washing his face right now compared to back then, you can thank me," your smile was beaming, pointing to yourself. Jaehyun lets out a small laugh finding you adorable.

“This is also vital! Please emulsify the oil with water, cause this is the right way, and if you weren’t already doing this…i don’t know what to tell you…” you say with a grimace. After emulsifying, Jaehyun rinses his face first before you follow after.

You hold up a foam cleanser next, showing the product to the camera before doing the same as the last step. Without saying much, both of you rub the product onto your faces. The final video would be fast forwarded since it mostly consists of comfortable silence.

When you finish, he already has a paper towel in his hands, ready to wipe your face for you. Like he's always done when you do skincare together. Before getting for himself as well.

"This next part is my favorite part," you say happily, showing the camera a toner and serum.

"Jae likes it too," you cast a glance to him. "I only like it when I do it with you though," he responds, at this you feel your face get hot. "Oh, shush you."

As you go on a rant about the toner you're applying to your face, Jaehyun finishes swiftly and grabs the serum, waiting for you to finish patting the product onto your face. When you do he calls you softly, making sure to get enough product before dropping a few drops onto your face, doing the same to himself after.

"The last step is...”

"Moisturizer," Jaehyun answers, "Good job baby," you praise him. You don't notice it but Jaehyun smiles in delight, dimples popping up.

When you finish moisturizing your faces, you almost forget one thing. Reaching for it, "Ah! lip balm. I always forget it sometimes. Come here honey." Jaehyun obliges willingly, bending his knees a little so you can put on the lip balm on his lips easier. In exchange, Jaehyun puts on lip balm on you.

When he finishes, he gives you a chaste kiss but before he gets far, you hold onto his sleeves giving him a peck too. Smiling at each other, you're pretty certain your cheeks are heavily blushed right now.

That's going to get cut but if it isn't you don't mind

You think you've always known, but then again you weren't ever sure anyway. Falling in love with Jaehyun wasn't ever that difficult. It wasn't even like falling. It was more so walking and at times you'd jog but invariably you'd know what was at the end. Being in love with him was as easy as breathing.

The next clip is of you in bed, huddled in close to Jaehyun. "That's pretty much it for skincare, right now Jae and I are gonna watch a movie and then we'll go sleep." You give a small smile.

Flipping the camera so you could film Jaehyun in the middle of choosing a movie, lips pouted in concentration.

You flip the camera back to film yourself, “Before I go, I just wanted to say l appreciate every one of you that have been supporting me and Jae, I can't thank you enough seriously. I hope you guys live happy, healthy and..safe.”

"Good night, guys, sleep well," you say giving a small kiss.

comment section:

girlygirl78

MY PARENTS ARE SO CUTE 😭😭🤞🏼🤞🏼

abcdefghaech

if you look behind them closely you can see me sobbing

user6283

sliding down a wall right now.

user2482

10:28 so true queen

pancakesoverwaffles

15:14 time to go sleep on the highway tonight

jaehyunslefttoe

JAEHYUN IS SO BABYGIRL. IM SO HAPPY WE GET TO SEE THIS SIDE OF HIM TOO. PPL SAY THANK YOU TO Y/N

user127

THE NICKNAMES. PLEASE AM I THE ONLY ONE TRIPPING ABT THEM😭😭 theyre so cute pls

nctzhoe

i know the czennies are gonna go crazy over this

ynsnumberonefan

Y/N YOURE SO PRETTY I LOVE YOU MORE THAN JAEHYUN DOES I SWEAR

tyongtube

when’s the wedding? 🙈🙈🙈

nanaluna

this wasnt on my 2024 bingo card

ynandjaehyunlovr

3:56 DO U SEE THE HAND PLACEMENT

SO JAEHYUN IS THAT TYPE OF BOYFRIEND🥹🥹

ynslove

y/n is so sweet, even when people say negative things abt her she focuses on the positive. even hoping for us to live happy healthy and safe ☹️☹️ 19:00

liveloveyn

y/n best girl>>>>

taeilyoulater

i love that this video like 80% of y/n just talking and 20% of it is jae just nodding and listening to her 🥹🥹 soo cuteee when’s it my turn😭

Broken Showers Aren't All Bad - Alec Lightwood x female reader

Summary: You use Alec's shower as yours is broken

Words: 2.6k

Warnings: none

Y/N’s POV

As I stumble back to the institute, my muscles aching and my clothes stained with sweat and demon ichor, I can’t help but feel a sense of exhaustion weighing heavily on my shoulders. The fight against the shax demons had been relentless, each blow and dodge taking its toll on my body and spirit.

Dragging myself to my room, I’m grateful for the ensuite bathroom, the promise of a hot shower offering a small sliver of comfort amidst the chaos and danger that constantly surrounds us. But as I step into the shower and turn on the water, my relief quickly turns to frustration as the pipes splutter and the flow of water comes to an abrupt halt, leaving me standing there in disbelief.

With a groan of frustration, I pound my fist against the tiled wall, feeling a surge of pent-up anger and exhaustion bubbling to the surface. It's the last straw in a long line of setbacks and challenges, and I can't help but feel like I'm at the end of my rope. They said they had fixed my shower earlier today but it’s still f*cked.

Desperate for a solution, I run through a mental checklist of every member of our group, trying to determine who might be willing to let me use their shower. Clary and Jace are out of the question—they're probably lost in each other's embrace, lost in their own world of love and passion. And Izzy, well, she doesn't know the meaning of privacy, likely to barge in without warning at any given moment.

That leaves Alec—the one person in our group who values his privacy above all else. It's a long shot, but I'm left with no other choice, especially as he’s out on a mission currently.

As I tiptoe through the dimly lit corridors of the Institute, my heart races with anticipation and a tinge of nervousness. I know I shouldn't be doing this, sneaking into Alec's room while he's away on a mission, but my own shower has been malfunctioning for days, and I can't stand the thought of going another day feeling unkempt.

The door to Alec's room creaks softly as I push it open, praying that no one hears. Stepping inside, I quickly make my way to the bathroom, feeling a rush of relief wash over me as I shut the door behind me. The warm steam soon envelops me as I strip off my clothes and throw my towel aside, longing for the hot water.

As I step into Alec's shower, the warmth envelops me like a comforting embrace, easing the tension that had been coiled tightly in my muscles. The steam fills the small space, wrapping around me like a gentle cloud, washing away the lingering remnants of fear and adrenaline from the encounter with the shax demons.

I close my eyes, letting the water cascade over me, each droplet a soothing caress against my skin. The scent of Alec's shampoo and soap fills the air, a familiar and comforting aroma that helps to ground me in the present moment.

With each passing second, the tension begins to melt away, replaced by a sense of relaxation and relief. The hot water works its magic, easing the ache in my limbs and soothing the bruises that litter my body from the fight.

I tilt my head back, letting the water cascade over my face, feeling the weight of the day's events slowly lift from my shoulders. In this moment, there is nothing but the sensation of warmth and cleanliness, a temporary reprieve from the chaos and danger that constantly surrounds us.

As I stand under the warm cascade of water in Alec's shower, a sense of tranquility washes over me, momentarily banishing the worries and fears that had plagued me earlier. But as the sound of footsteps approaches the door, my heart lurches in my chest, and panic sets in like a suffocating wave.

Alec’s footsteps are unmistakable—steady and purposeful, devoid of the usual warmth or joviality. My mind races with the worst-case scenarios, imagining his stern expression and sharp reprimands as he discovered me here, intruding upon his private space and using his stuff.

With trembling hands, I reach for the shower curtain, hastily pulling it closed around me as if it could shield me from the impending confrontation. My breath comes in shallow gasps, the steamy air feeling suddenly stifling as I await Alec's inevitable discovery.

The moment the bathroom door creaks open, my heart feels as though it’s lodged in my throat, and I shrink back against the tiled wall, desperately trying to make myself as small as possible on instinct. Through the opaque curtain, I can vaguely make out Alec’s silhouette, his presence looming like an impending storm.

“Who’s there?” His voice pierces through the heavy silence, sharp and authoritative, sending a shiver down my spine.

I swallow hard, my throat feeling dry and constricted. "It's me," I manage to choke out, my voice barely above a whisper, my words muffled by the fabric of the curtain.

Alec’s footsteps draw nearer, and I can feel the weight of his gaze boring into me, even through the barrier of the shower curtain. Every nerve in my body is on high alert, bracing for the inevitable backlash of his discovery.

“What are you doing here?" His voice carries a note of incredulity, mixed with a hint of confusion.

I bite my lip, my mind scrambling for an explanation, any excuse that could possibly justify my presence here. "My shower... it's broken," I stammer out, my words coming out in a rushed tumble, my cheeks burning with embarrassment.

There’s a moment of tense silence, broken only by the sound of water cascading from the showerhead. I brace myself for Alec's anger, fully expecting a sharp rebuke for my audacity.

But, to my surprise, when Alec finally speaks, his voice carries a note of understanding, his tone softer than I had anticipated. "Well, I suppose you can finish up here," he says, his words tinged with a hint of amusem*nt.

Relief floods through me like a tidal wave, and I let out a shaky breath, feeling the tension in my muscles slowly begin to ebb away.

As I finish my shower, hastily drying off with a fluffy towel, a sinking feeling settles in the pit of my stomach as I realise my oversight—I forgot to bring clean clothes with me. With a frustrated sigh, I wrap the towel tightly around my body, hoping it provides at least some semblance of modesty as I prepare to face the inevitable embarrassment of leaving Alec's bathroom in just my towel.

Steeling myself for the inevitable, I take a deep breath and push open the bathroom door, my cheeks burning with embarrassment as I step into the room beyond. My eyes dart nervously around the familiar surroundings, searching for any sign of Alec's presence.

And then, I see him—standing by the window, his back turned to me, his gaze focused intently on something outside. Relief floods through me at the sight, grateful for the temporary reprieve from the awkwardness of the situation.

But as if sensing my presence, Alec turns, his eyes widening in surprise as they travel the length of my body, lingering for a moment longer than is strictly necessary. A flush of crimson creeps into his cheeks, and he quickly averts his gaze, clearing his throat in a feeble attempt to disguise his embarrassment. "Uh, sorry," he mumbles, his voice slightly hoarse, his eyes fixed resolutely on the floor. "I didn't realise you were... uh... here.”

I swallow hard, feeling the heat rise to my own cheeks as I struggle to find the right words to break the awkward silence that hangs between us. "I, uh... forgot to bring clean clothes," I mumble sheepishly, feeling like a fool for my forgetfulness.

Alec nods awkwardly, his cheeks still tinged with a faint blush. "Right," he says, his voice barely above a whisper. "Well, um... I can, uh, go get you something to wear... if you want.”

Instead of leaving the room to head to mine he moves to his chest of drawers, searching for something for me to wear. I feel a mix of gratitude and nervous anticipation, never expecting Alec to share his clothes with me let alone his shower. When he returns with a black t-shirt in hand, I accept it with a grateful smile, clutching it tightly against my chest as I wait for him to realise that he needs to turn away.

For a moment, Alec seems to falter, his gaze lingering on me expectantly until the realisation dawns on him. With a slight cough, he quickly averts his eyes, turning away to give me the privacy I need to pull the shirt over my head. As I slide the shirt on, I'm struck by how it drapes loosely over my frame, reaching down to mid-thigh and resembling more of a short dress than a typical t-shirt. The fabric is soft against my skin, imbued with Alec's scent, a comforting reminder of his presence.

When Alec finally turns back around, his eyes widen in surprise at the sight of me in his shirt, his gaze lingering on the way it hugs my curves and falls to the length of my thighs. A faint blush creeps into his cheeks once again, but this time, there's a hint of something else in his expression—a mixture of admiration and something deeper, more intimate.

"You, uh, look good in that," he stammers out, his voice slightly hoarse, his eyes flickering uncertainly as they meet mine.

I can't help but smile at his awkward attempt at a compliment, feeling a warmth spread through me at the genuine sincerity in his words. "Thanks," I reply softly, feeling a flutter of excitement in the pit of my stomach at the realisation that Alec's gaze lingers on me a moment longer than necessary, his eyes filled with a warmth that sends a shiver down my spine.

As I stand there in Alec's room, the weight of the moment hanging heavy in the air, I can't shake the feeling of reluctance that settles in the pit of my stomach. Despite the lingering warmth of Alec's gaze and the newfound connection between us, I know that I can't stay here forever.

With a soft sigh, I muster up the courage to break the silence, clearing my throat awkwardly as I glance towards the door. "I should probably get back to my room," I say softly, the words feeling heavy on my tongue.

Alec nods in understanding, his expression unreadable as he steps aside to let me pass. "Yeah, of course," he replies, his voice tinged with a hint of resignation.

As I make my way towards the door, a pang of regret washes over me, aching in my chest like a physical weight. Part of me had hoped that Alec would stop me from leaving, that he would reach out and pull me back into his embrace, unwilling to let me go.

But as I glance back over my shoulder, Alec's expression remains stoic and unreadable, his gaze fixed resolutely on the floor. With a heavy heart, I push open the door and step out into the hallway, the sound of it closing behind me echoing in the silence.

As I return to my room, the echoes of Alec's presence still lingering in my mind, I quickly slip on a pair of panties before reaching for the black t-shirt he lent me. With a momentary pang of guilt, I peel off the shirt, feeling a sense of loss as I momentarily remove the comforting fabric from my skin.

But the need for cleanliness overrides my reluctance, and I hastily pull on a clean bra before slipping Alec's shirt back over my head, the familiar fabric enveloping me once again in its warmth. Bringing the collar to my nose, I inhale deeply, breathing in the scent of Alec that lingers there, a mixture of soap and sweat and something uniquely him.

Lost in the comforting embrace of Alec's shirt, I'm startled by a sudden knock at my door, the sound jolting me back to reality. Swinging the door open, expecting to see Izzy, my breath catches in my throat as it’s Alec standing there instead. His expression is wrought with anxiety and before I can even utter a word of inquiry, he closes the gap between us in two swift strides, his hands reaching out to cup my face in a surprisingly gentle yet urgent grip.

The world seems to tilt on its axis as Alec's lips crash against mine, stealing the breath from my lungs and sending my heart into a frenzied rhythm. His kiss is passionate and breathless, a whirlwind of emotions and desires unleashed in a single moment of raw vulnerability.

I'm momentarily stunned, my mind struggling to catch up with the sudden turn of events. But as Alec's lips move fervently against mine, a surge of warmth floods through me, melting away any doubts or reservations I may have had.

Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pull him closer, losing myself in the intoxicating sensation of his touch. His hands are rough and calloused against my skin, a stark contrast to the softness of his lips as they trail a fiery path along my jawline and down my neck.

In that moment, there is nothing else but Alec and me, lost in the dizzying whirlwind of passion and longing. The world outside fades away, replaced by the electric intensity of our connection as we become entangled in each other's embrace.

And as Alec finally pulls away, his chest heaving with exertion, I'm left breathless and exhilarated, a million thoughts and emotions swirling through my mind. “Do it again,” I s all I can breathe, Alec’s response immediate and impassioned. With a hunger that matches my own, he presses me against the nearest wall, his lips claiming mine with a fervour that leaves me dizzy with desire. In that moment, it feels as though we're the only two people in the world, lost in the intensity of our connection.

His hand finds its way to my bare thigh beneath his shirt, hitching my leg around his waist, pulling me impossibly closer as if he can't bear to be apart from me even for a moment longer. The sensation of his touch sends a shiver of pleasure coursing through me, igniting a fire that threatens to consume us both. Every caress, every kiss feels like an affirmation of the bond between us, a silent promise of things to come.

But our stolen moment of passion is abruptly interrupted by the unmistakable sound of someone clearing their throat. Reluctantly, we break apart, our breaths coming in ragged gasps as we turn to find Izzy standing in the doorway of my room, a knowing smirk playing at the corners of her lips.

"Welllllll" she says, her voice laced with amusem*nt. “Sorry to interrupt this but I need to steal Y/N,” she adds with a wink, "you two can continue this later. Preferably with the bedroom door closed this time.”

I feel my cheeks flush with embarrassment at being caught in such a compromising position, burying my face in Alec’s shirt who's gaze remains unwavering as he meets Izzy's teasing grin with a smirk of his own.

“Later Izzy," he replies smoothly, his tone laced with amusem*nt. “10 more minutes.”

With that Izzy snorts and closes the door on her way out, a fond smile on her face and Alec pulling me into his arms, a hug that has me nuzzling into the crook of his neck not sure what this is between us.

“I never thought I’d be happy about a broken shower.”

“Me neither.”

The Shadowhunters MasterlistTAG LIST - updated 21st Dec 2023

MDNI, NSFW, AFAB reader, fingering, slight scent kink

Consider this: parked out in Steve's car in some isolated spot. It's raining and you're shivering because you weren't able to make it inside before the first wave of rain washed down on you. He's damp too, his hair a little less voluminous now as water drips down his locks and on to his yellow sweatshirt. He doesn't quaver or tremble like you from the cold though, pulling you on to his lap to help warm you up. Soon enough your panties are gone, your little skirt's flipped up, as is the hem of your t-shirt now tucked over the curve of your bare breasts. Your thighs are spread out over his and your back is leaned against the steering wheel, dangerously close to pressing down on the horn. You're not cold anymore, far from it because Steve's warming you up from the inside with two of his fingers, languidly curling and pumping them in and out of you. His thumb presses down on your cl*t in circles alternating between firm and featherlike as he edges you for what feels like hours. The sound of rain falling against the roof of his car is gentle and cozy, entirely different to the sounds filling his car. Your needy moans, the soft squelching between your thighs and all the dirty praises he keeps whispering against your skin.

You're so pretty, you're so f*cking pretty

Don't cry just hold on, okay? Can you do that for me? please? I need to play with your pretty puss* a little longer

f*ck, I can smell you. You smell so good, baby, so good- hope it sticks. Want to be reminded of you every time I'm in here

He withdraws his fingers and you whine so pitifully because he hasn't let you cum yet. "I know, baby I'm not done with you", he promises. He places his slick fingers on either side of your puffy folds, carefully pulling them apart to get a good look at your sticky little hole. You notice how his chest rises and you bite your bottom lip when you realize that he's inhaling more of your scent. "Just wanna see..." he trails off watching all the cream that sat deep inside you, that hadn't collected on his fingers, begin to seep out.

You squirm, feeling embarrassed by the worsening mess between your legs but he holds you still with a firm hand over your waist. "Come on, baby don't you want to show me how good I made you feel?", he pouts. You stop squirming when he looks at you like covering yourself would mean denying him some great prize he'd been longing for. You let your thighs relax but the burning in your cheeks is slower to yield. You often felt self conscious about how messy your arousal could get but seeing how enamored he looks with your c*nt in its current state, you feel more desirable than you ever have before. You shudder when he collects the milky substance before it has a chance to drip down to the front of his jeans, now tenting with his erection. He presses his coated fingers into his mouth, sucking and groaning around the digits as you watch him taste you. "I'm never going to get enough of this", he confesses, pulling his spit slick fingers from his lips.

"Get in the back for me, okay? wanna make you cum with my mouth first"

First.

You liked the sound of that.

MEEE I WANNA BE FIRST PICK ME!!!! PLEASE PLEASE ALASTOR X WIFE READER AS SHE WASHING ALASTOR HAIR AND BODY FOR HIM SINCE HE GOT INJURED DURING THE FIGHT BETWEEN HIM AND ADAM AND SHE USING HER ABILITIES TO HEAL ALASTOR BUT WHILE SHE DOING THAT IT'S BREAKING HER TO SEE SHE ALMOST LOST HIM (I HOPE THAT MADE SENSE SORRY)

oh my goshhh I would love to do this request *cough* *cough* not because I'm a simp for alastors or whatever... but I do love some good alastor angst so enjoy!!!!

-SFW- -ANGST- Alastor x (f!wife reader) TW: slight spoilers to the show!!!

Alastor, y/n

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After the battle with Adam and the exorcists, and rebuilding the hotel you head up you and your husbands new room, helping him to the bathroom to set up a bath for Alastor to get cleaned and tend to the wounds on his body. helping him get settled in the warm water you begin to squirt strawberry scented shampoo, washing his hair to help him relax and get clean. using your magic to help him heal you think back on the fight hearing Alastor wince in pain "you should have been more carful!!!" "I know dear, I just- argg!" "sorry love, its gonna sting a little just stay still....". hearing your husband in pain hurts you more than anything in the world, you don't know what you could do without him...tears form in your eyes threatening to fall, what if...what if he couldn't get away what if he died. feeling hot tears fall down your cheeks there quickly wiped away. "I'm sorry I wasn't there to help you..." "don't be sorry my dear it wasn't your fault, it was my recklessness", he says as he wiped away your tears "I never want to loose you ever-" "and you never will, ill always be here..." it hurt alastor more to see you cry rather than him getting hurt, to him nothing mattered more than your happiness and whoever try's to lay a hand on his wife will never see that hand again. "don't cry mon amour, after all your never fully dresses without a smile" giggling as he pinches your cheeks making you smile setting a wave of pride to wash over him. "thank you love, I feel much better now...BUT don't you ever scare me like that again!!!" "I wont I promise" he says as he gives you a gentle kiss "I love you mon amour" "I love you to alastor"

WOOO 2 requests in one night!!!, I hope you guys enjoyed this I tried to make it longer without rambling on but please enjoy and now I'm going to sleeeepppp

-squerlly

Right Where We Left Off

Pairing: Ari Levinson x Fem!ReaderWord Count: 1,203Summary: You and Ari fall back into your natural rhythm.Warnings: Mild sexual content. Explicit language. Ballerina!Reader. Reference to a sprained wrist. Fluff.

A/N: I have exactly zero chill, especially after seeing the results of my poll last night and that y'all are frothing for some Ari, so here's a little something something. This one's for my hoemate, @drabblewithfrannybarnes 😊❤️ (and it's also an immediate continuation of Sugar Plum - this will be one of our new verses to play with). Enjoy!

It felt so strange - Ari following you into your apartment.

It was just like old times, except you were in a different apartment now, but it still made this wave of nostalgia and longing wash over you all the same.

"This is so much bigger than your last place," Ari smiled, glancing around with interest before his warm gaze landed on you. "I like it."

"Thanks," you shifted your weight, clearing your throat before gesturing toward the kitchen. "You can just set the food in there. I'm going to change really quickly."

"Sounds good, sugar plum, take your time." Ari moved into the kitchen, glancing back at you. "Call me if you need help."

And didn't that just conjure up all sorts of images in your mind: Ari slowly undressing you, being so gentle, his eyes so soft and heated as he revealed each new inch of skin that he hadn't laid eyes on in years.

"You okay, sweetheart?"

You blinked back to awareness, shaking away those naughty thoughts in an instant. Your face flooded with heat as you nodded, muttering some unintelligible nonsense before scurrying to your bedroom.

It was in fact awkward trying to change with a sprained wrist, but you were loath to ask Ari for help in that regard, so you powered through. Your wrist throbbed as you finally padded back out into the kitchen/living area in a pair of leggings, an oversized sweater, and some fuzzy socks.

Ari already had plates and silverware out on the kitchen isle, ready and waiting to make up your dinner plates, as well as two glasses of water already poured.

You forgot how much of a caretaker he was, how thoughtful he was, or, well, more like blocked it out, because it had always been one of your favorite things about him when you were together.

It was so innate in Ari, to take care of others.

"You look comfy," he gave you a soft smile as his gaze wandered over you slowly, taking its time, his voice doing that low rumbly thing that had your insides fluttering as you hedged closer to the isle.

"Yeah, I um…" you could feel his eyes on you as you carefully began unbagging the food you had picked up from the Thai restaurant on the way home. "Are you sure I'm not ruining your evening? I'm sure you're so busy and I don't want to throw a wrench in any plans–"

Your words faltered as Ari moved close, his big hands gently touching your hips and turning you his way.

The way your body swayed toward his, sinking close until your fronts were pressed flush together as you rested your uninjured hand on Ari's chest had your eyes burning with tears.

Because even after all these years, your body still craved his, even in the most innocent ways - being close to him, seeking his warmth and comfort, and you couldn't remember the last time you'd felt like this, so at peace.

Even as a new kind of excitement sparked to life in your center.

“You’re not disrupting my night or ruining any plans, I promise," Ari murmured. He trailed his knuckles along your cheek, his gaze lingering on your mouth, and then he took a step back and turned to your still-to-be-plated dinner. "Come on, let's get some food in you, sugar plum, I'm sure you're starving."

You didn't object as Ari made up your plates, leading him into the living room to settle on the sofa to eat.

The conversation was so easy and flowed without effort, and soon your plates were set aside and your bellies full, and you had traded your water for some wine as you snuggled close to Ari's side and tucked your throw blanket around you both.

The long, stressful day was catching up to you, and your defenses were low, so you didn't even feel embarrassed as you sank against him even more, your cheek resting on the side of Ari's chest as he curled an arm around your shoulders.

“I forgot how good you smell," you murmured, your eyes drooping with exhaustion. "And how warm you are.”

“I didn’t forget a thing about you," Ari murmured back. His hand was gentle as it smoothed up and down your arm. "Been pining over you for years, sugar plum.”

That had you perking up, and you tipped your face up to his, your eyes narrowing as you scoffed, “You have not.”

He just smiled at you, his eyes so warm you couldn't help but shiver to be on the receiving end of that look. You didn't even realize your own gaze had dipped to Ari's mouth, to those lips that you had dreamt about on more than one occasion over the years.

"If you don't want this to happen, you better tell me now," Ari said, his head ducking closer and closer to yours with each passing second. "Because I'm pretty sure once I get a taste of you again, it's game over."

"I want it," you confessed, and then you were gasping as Ari's lips touched yours, your eyes fluttering shut as he kissed you breathless.

Ari's hand moved to cradle the back of your head, his big body twisting toward yours as his lips pressed and caressed along your own. When his tongue touched the seam of your lips, you moaned in encouragement, shifting against him and leaning up as he deepened the kiss.

You were so swept away by the kiss, lost to Ari and his passion–his taste on your tongue–that you forgot about your sprained wrist. When you tried to frame his face between your hands and jostled your wrist, you yelped in pain, sighing your disappointment as Ari immediately pulled away to check on you.

"You okay, sweetheart?"

"Yeah," you nodded, your lips curling into a wry smile. "You're still as distracting and mind-melting as ever, huh?"

Ari grinned, kissing the tip of your nose before his lips pressed against your forehead and he smoothed a hand over the back of your head. "Right back at you, sugar plum."

Sighing, Ari straightened, watching you for a moment.

"I guess I should get going and let you get some rest."

Your words were tumbling out of your mouth before you could even process them, let alone think better of them, "Or you could stay the night and just…hold me." Your gaze dipped, shyness consuming you before you took a breath and admitted, “It’s been a really long time since I let someone hold me.”

"I know I shouldn't be so pleased by that confession, but I can't help it," Ari teased, laughing as you made a face and shoved at his chest. "If it makes you feel any better, it's been a really long time since I held anyone."

"Well then, looks like it's a lucky night for both of us, huh?"

Grinning–and deviously so–Ari's eyes sparkled as he drawled, "We should probably save getting lucky for another time, since you're injured and all, but here's hoping you feel much better in the morning."

Laughing, you tugged Ari close with your good hand and kissed that beautiful, smug grin right off his face.

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Suddenly yearning to have Levi wash my hair

Just imagine Levi, with gentle hands and a soothing touch, carefully wetting your hair with warm water, ensuring it’s thoroughly saturated. You find yourself lounging back in the bathtub, one that Levi thoughtfully prepared for you, and he sits by your side, always eager to serve despite his gruff exterior. The steam fills the air, creating an atmosphere of relaxation and indulgence.

As Levi’s long, slender fingers work their way into your scalp, you can feel the perfect amount of pressure being applied. Each fingertip seems to possess a unique ability to relieve tension and melt away stress. His touch is a harmonious blend of soothing and invigorating, coaxing your senses into a state of tranquility. The gentle graze of his perfectly trimmed fingernails against your skin sends waves of delight through your body, evoking a pleasant shudder that courses through you, reminding you of his capable hands.

Levi’s attention to detail is impeccable. With utmost care and precision, he ensures that every strand of your hair is thoroughly lathered and cleansed. His fingers move in slow, circular motions, massaging your scalp and spreading the lather evenly, creating a truly indulgent experience. The scent of the shampoo fills the air, adding to the sensory delight.

As you close your eyes, the weight of the world seems to lift off your shoulders, and the outside world fades away. With his nails purposely dragging along your scalp, a sensation of pure bliss washes over you, causing all your muscles to become limp and lax. In that moment, all the stresses of the world melt away, leaving you with a deep sigh of relief. The tension in your body dissipates as Levi’s touch continues to work its magic.

Amidst this serenity, Levi’s voice resonates with depth, adding another layer of comfort to the experience. “You better not fall asleep again. It’s like you want me to carry you to bed,” he playfully remarks, his gentle words acting like a soothing lullaby. The melodic quality of his voice blends harmoniously with the warm water enveloping your senses, creating an otherworldly sensation of pure relaxation. The rhythmic flow of water and the soft hum of Levi’s voice combine to form a symphony that transports you to a place of complete tranquility. It feels like heaven—pure heaven.

Heyyy, I've been reading your fanfics for a while and I just LOVE your writing, I swear. ITS JUST TOO GOOOOD----🙏🙏💘

If you want to request this request I was thinking of something like surprising our poor Leon 😭Something like surprise kisses, practically at any time (practically out of nowhere, you know?) something like that for us would be common (not that it wasn't for him, but you know he was practically deprived of it 😭) or just calling him an angel😢 I think that would be a bit soft/fluff but the poor thing is just not used to it so he values ​​every moment when we steal a kiss from him ;) (If it doesn't bother you, you can be a female reader, but if you want, do what you can to be better) 😔😭😢💗💗

(sorry if English is bad, it's not my mother tongue😢)

꒰ hiii!!! 🫶🏻 thank you so much hun!! i noticed you and your reblog on one of my fics too, sorry that i didn't answered on it, hope you'll like how i did your cute request, thank you sm for this and don't be sorry, we're in the same boat!🤍 ࿐ ꒱

title — affectioncontent — leon kennedy x fem readertags — fluff, comfort, domestic established relationship, sweet kisses and hugs, basically leon being drown in your attention.

please enjoy your reading!

The dimly lit living room was bathed in a warm, cozy glow as Leon settled comfortably on the couch, his rough face softened by the gentle glow of the television screen.

It had been a long week, filled with the usual chaos of dealing with biohazard outbreaks, and all he wanted now was a moment of respite.

You, his always surprising girlfriend, had other plans.

You tiptoed into the room, smiling mischievously, and then pounced on him with the grace of a secretive predator, Leon let out a surprised «Oof!» as you landed in his lap, straddling him and wrapping your arms around his neck.

— «Hello there, handsome» you purred, your fingers slipping into his golden locks, ruffling his hair gently.

Leon blinked, his heart pounding, he wasn't quite used to such displays of affection, he was no stranger to intimacy, but your unflappable enthusiasm still caught him off guard every time.

You leaned over, touched his ear with your lips and whispered — «You know, in this light you look like an angel, Leon, a guardian angel»

He froze, the words washed over him in a gentle wave, no one had ever said anything so tender to him before, and it made his chest clench, the soft glow of the room seemed to highlight his blond hair, creating a halo effect that only you seemed to notice.

Your lips moved from his ear to his cheek, planting a sweet kiss there — «I mean it, you're my guardian angel»

Leon's lips curled into a shy smile and he turned his head slightly, trying to hide the blush spreading across his cheeks — «You are something else, darling» he muttered in a hoarse voice.

Your fingers continued to comb his hair, soothing and gentle — «That's what you love about me, isn't it?»

He chuckled, and this deep, warm sound echoed in your chest — «Yeah, it is»

As you continued to cuddle with him, Leon felt a wave of warmth spreading through him, a feeling he rarely experienced before you came into his life, he was used to dealing with danger, but with you it was different, you were his refuge, his haven.

Days passed and your affectionate gestures continued unabated, be it a gentle kiss when he least expected it or a tight hug that made his heart skip a beat, you made sure he knew how much he was appreciated.

One evening, as Leon stood in front of the bathroom mirror and splashed cold water on his face, you snuck up behind him and he glanced at his reflection, his hair wet and disheveled, making him look even more messy.

— «Leon» you whispered and he turned to face you, his gaze meeting yours in the mirror.

— «Yeah?» he replied, watching as you closed the distance between you.

You reached out and ran your fingers through his hair, a smile playing on your lips — «You're my favorite mess, you know that?»

Leon couldn't contain his laughter, chuckling and muttering — «I aim to please»

Your lips met his neck, leaving light kisses along his jawline — «You do more than that, you make me happy, Leon»

The sincerity of your voice melted his heart, he turned to face you, his hands finding their way to your waist — «You make me happy too» he admitted, looking at you with his blue eyes.

A gentle blush spread across your cheeks as Leon leaned down and captured your lips in a soft, lingering kiss, it was a confirmation of the affection he felt for you but couldn’t always express in words.

As the kiss deepened, you wrapped your arms around his neck, pulling him closer, his fingers tangling in your hair as you sighed contentedly into the kiss.

Time seemed to stand still as you held each other, lost in the warmth of the moment, Leon learning to appreciate the tenderness you brought into his life and cherishing every kiss, every hug and every whispered sweet word.

The weeks turned into months as your relationship continued to progress, one lazy evening you found yourself on the couch, Leon's arms wrapped securely around you as you sat on his lap facing him.

Your fingers lazily drew patterns on his chest and his chin rested on your shoulder, inhaling your sweet scent.

Leon's voice was barely above a whisper when he finally found the courage to speak — «You know, i… i never really had all this before, the hugs, the kisses, the compliments»

You turned your head and looked at him, a mixture of curiosity and concern in your eyes — «What do you mean, Leon?»

He hesitated for a moment, a faint blush filling his cheeks — «I mean, i've been in relationships before, but it's never been like this.. you… you surprise me every day with your affection, and i… i remember every kiss, every hug»

Your heart filled with love as you looked into his eyes — «Leon, i want you to feel loved, to know how special you are to me»

He turned his head, his lips touched your shoulder and he snuggled closer — «You make me feel more than special, you make me feel… cherished»

A warm smile touched your lips and you couldn't help but pepper him with soft kisses all over his face, his cheeks turning red and he shyly turned away, a satisfied smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

In that quiet moment, you realized that you had brought something beautiful into Leon’s life — love filled with tenderness.

It was a love he cherished the same way he cherished you, and as you continued to hold each other closer, the love between you deepened, growing stronger with every stolen kiss and every heartfelthug.

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