baby tajin

jesus christ megan what the fuck she looks so fine this entire video

i’ve also never been so meizini pilled ever in my life because what the hell HOW DO THEY BOTH LOOK SO CUTIE PATOOTIE AND THEN ALSO LOOK SO HOT WHEN MAD/LOCKED IN

a/n: you guys wanted this and honestly i LOVE it, wrote it in the space of like 3 days

wc: 2531

pairing: Daniela Avanzini x 7th member! Reader

warnings: slow burn, use of Y/N, gn!reader, fluff

Comfortable.

That was how you and Daniela were with each other. Everyone could see it. Even you could see it. 

But Daniela never did. 

It was near impossible for you to act normal all the time, act as though she had no affect on you when in reality it was the complete opposite. 

Every time she would brush past you in the choreography, and would always gravitate towards you in photos, you struggled to keep your emotions off your face and out of your voice and actions.

— — — — —

The fans noticed quickly, picking up on every glance and small smile you shared together. One night, you both were sitting in the living room, snuggled together on the sofa with Daniela’s head tucked against your chest as you both scrolled mindlessly on your phones. Eventually, Daniela laughs quietly and lifts her head to show you her phone, which was showing a thread of many of the times you both were acting like a couple together.

“Look, they’re saying we’re like a couple. Isn’t that funny?” Daniela grins, resting her head back on your chest. You smile softly in response, humming faintly.

“Yeah.” You murmur softly, and your lack of energy causes Daniela to lift her head again.

“Hey, you okay?” She asks delicately, switching her phone off and shifting around slightly to look at you better.

“Tired.” You smile gently, your hand around her shoulders tapping softly. “Didn’t sleep well last night I guess.”

“You should’ve said, idiot.” She smiles warmly, playfully whacking your shoulder. “Go on, go to bed.” She says as she moves off you, shooing you away teasingly. 

Reluctantly, you get up and drag yourself towards the stairs, but not before looking over your shoulder to call back to her.

“‘Night Dani.” 

“‘Night Y/N, hope you sleep a bit better.” She calls back, smiling that same comforting smile she always did back at you. You smile back and head up to your room.

Once in your room, you shut the door with a gentle click and drop on to your bed, groaning in light annoyance. You roll on to your back and stare up at the ceiling, quickly getting lost in your thoughts.

— — — — — 

After a while, you’re snapped out of your reverie by a quiet knock on your bedroom door.

“Y/N? Are you still up?” The voice, Manon’s, called out quietly. You hum softly and roll off your bed, padding towards your door to open it.

“What’s up Manz?” You ask softly, huffing dramatically as she pushes past you and sits on your bed.

“What’s up with you? Your light has been on for three hours since I went to the bathroom earlier, and Dani said you went to bed.” She states, watching you pointedly. You groan softly and shut your door.

“Just been… thinking, I guess.” You sigh, dropping back down on your bed. “I just- I hate that I like her, y’know? She clearly doesn’t feel the same and like, earlier, she showed me some thread of us being all couple-y and said it was funny.” You ramble tiredly, head resting on Manon’s lap as she lounges back on your bed.

“You think too hard sometimes dude.” She teases softly, looking down at you. “Seriously though, and not to feed your delusions or whatever, but she isn’t as touchy with the rest of us as she is with you. Surely that’s something? Like, maybe she does like you back.” She continues more seriously.

“Manz–”

“No dude, I’m serious. If she could glue herself to you, I bet she would.” Manon cuts you off. “She’s just… and I hate to diss my girl, but she can be a bit dumb with love stuff. I mean, we saw her ex.”

You laugh softly despite yourself. 

“I dunno Manz. I feel like a love-struck teenager, I hate it.” You hum, playing with a loose thread of your bedding.

“Well, be that then. Just tell her, I’ve been trying to get you to for ages.” She teases, making you groan and roll off her, sitting up.

“Goodnight Manon.” You grin, softly shoving her away.

“What? You don’t want my wisdom or something?” 

“Exactly, go away.” 

Thankfully, she relents, laughing as she walks out, shutting your light off before she leaves.

— — — — — 

The next morning, your blaring alarm gets you up, much to your dismay. You huff to yourself and slap your phone, turning the alarm off before rolling out of your bed and traipsing your way down to the kitchen.

As usual, you were the first up, so you start the coffee pot and lean back against the counter, dragging your hands down your face as you slowly wake up. 

It doesn’t take long for the coffee to be ready, and you grab your mug to pour the coffee in, taking a sip and wincing instantly at the temperature, cursing under your breath.

You quietly make your way to the living room and curl into the sofa slightly, cradling the hot mug in your hands. 

You sit quietly for a while, lost in your thoughts again and sipping your coffee periodically, when Lara and Megan walk in, not too loud but enough to knock you out of your thoughts. 

“Morning.” You call out to them both, Lara smiling at you as she heads into the kitchen and Megan joining you on the sofa.

“Is the coffee fresh?” Lara asks, poking her head back into the living room. You simply nod in response, clearly still tired. 

“I swear coffee just doesn’t work on you.” Megan comments playfully, sitting so her back is against your side and she reaches for the TV remote to turn on a show. You laugh softly, loosely slinging your free arm around her shoulders.

— — — — — 

Eventually, everyone makes their way down into the living room, save for Daniela, with everyone watching the show Megan put on. After a few minutes more of watching the TV, Daniela comes down and your attention is on her immediately, smiling warmly at her.

“G’morning Dani.” You call over to her softly, not noticing the look of slight annoyance on her face.

“Morning.” She responds, quietly padding over and sitting on your other side. Almost instinctively, you retract your arm from around Megan’s shoulders, much to the younger girl’s dismay, and hold your mug in your other hand, draping your arm around Daniela’s shoulders instead.

“Did you sleep better last night? Manz said your light was on for ages after you went up.” She murmurs softly, her chin resting on your shoulder.

“Y-yeah, just took a while to fall asleep.” You nod gently, cursing yourself internally for stuttering. 

You glance away from Daniela for a moment, only to meet Manon’s eyes, who smirks teasingly at you and in response you roll your eyes and look back at Daniela.

“You sleep okay?” You return the question, huffing playfully when she takes your coffee and finishes it. “I was drinking that.” You mutter dramatically.

“I slept well. And no you weren’t, it was basically cold.” She teases, leaning forward to place the mug down. “D’you wanna go to the mall with me later? I need more skincare and I trust your opinion.”

“You mean you trust my wallet?” You laugh softly, agreeing anyway. As if you’d refuse Daniela anything.

“So I was thinking we go at like…ten?” She hums, ignoring your comment.

You grin softly, nodding. “Sure, okay.”

“Looks like someone’s finally awake.” Sophia calls over to you lightheartedly, and you flip her off in response, causing everyone to laugh at you.

— — — — —

As promised, as soon as it reached 10 o’clock, you and Daniela were out the door and heading to her car, a gorgeous red Mustang. Once in her car, she starts driving towards the nearest mall and you connect your phone to the aux cord, playing whatever was already playing.

The drive to the mall, albeit short, was silent, save for both of you singing along to whatever song happened to be playing.

When you reach the mall, Daniela manages to park close to the entrance and you both quickly exit her car. You make it to the front of her car first, so you wait patiently for her, and once she reaches you, she links her arm with yours and starts pulling you along.

“Calm down girl, the mall isn’t going anywhere.” You laugh softly, yet you keep up with her anyway.

Once you enter the mall, Daniela makes a beeline straight towards Sephora and then towards the skincare. As she looks around and grabs what she needs, you linger behind her, just following like a lost puppy. 

“You don’t have to follow me, y’know?” She teases, glancing over her shoulder to see you trailing behind her. You simply shrug in response, your hands in your jacket pockets, at which she giggles softly, shaking her head as she continues browsing.

— — — — —

After what felt like an eternity, Daniela finally gets everything she needs and you both head to the counter to pay. As you wait in the queue, Daniela links her arm with yours again and rests her head against your shoulder.

“Want me to hold the basket?” You offer softly, already reaching for it. Daniela smiles and lets you take it, leaning more against your side now.

Thankfully, it doesn’t take too long to reach the till and you place the shopping basket on the side. As the worker rings everything up, she looks between you both for a moment.

“I just wanna say, you two are such a cute couple.” The worker comments, smiling politely. 

You smile awkwardly and go to correct her but Daniela beats you to it.

“No, we aren’t dating. Just close friends.” She laughs, nudging you. Your smile flickers for a brief moment but you quickly recover and nod along, choosing to ignore the look the cashier gives you as you pay.

Once you pay, you grab the bag and thank the worker before walking out.

“Can you believe she thought we were together? Crazy.” Daniela laughs, bumping your shoulder playfully. You laugh awkwardly in response, nodding and murmuring a soft “Yeah, crazy”.

“Anyway, can we go to Hot Topic? I wanna buy more shirts.” You change the topic swiftly, already heading towards the escalator to go up to the store. Daniela either doesn’t notice you quickly changing the topic, or chooses to ignore it, and lets you lead the way up to the store.

Once in the Hot Topic, you unlink your arm from Daniela’s and start browsing through all the different band and graphic shirts.

Similar to before, Daniela trails behind you in the store, breaking away every so often to look at the jewellery.

You don’t take as long to grab the things you want, somehow getting what you want before Daniela has finished looking at all the jewellery. You saunter up to her, standing just behind her and looking at the rings she was looking at as well.

“You thinking of getting any?” You ask softly, laughing when she jumps slightly. Daniela turns and whacks your arm.

“Don’t sneak up on me like that. Idiot.” She huffs dramatically. “And no, I don’t think so. Not really my style.” 

“Well, I’m ready to go pay.” You hum softly, smiling faintly as she links arms with you again.

You make it to the counter, thankfully no queue this time, and you place the shirts down.  

As you pay and take the now bagged clothes, Daniela stays attached to your arm at all times.

— — — — —

As you walk out, Daniela’s gaze wanders to the food court and she starts wordlessly dragging you over.

“Okay then. You hungry or something?” You laugh softly, to which Daniela rolls her eyes and pulls you along into the Jollibee. She heads to the screen to order, clearly having something in mind for herself.

“What would you like?” She hums glancing over her shoulder as you stand behind her.

“Just… a wrap meal, please.” You hum as she selects one for you, glancing back at you to check, at which you nod softly.

Once both your meals are selected, Daniela reaches back for your card. You laugh softly but hand it to her for her to pay. When she grabs the receipt with your order number on it, she passes your card back to you and you both wait off to the side of the counter for your food to get made.

As you stand there, Daniela leans back into you, taking her shopping bag and grabbing your arm to sling it around her shoulders, which you of course let her do. You look down at the receipt to check your order number and Daniela seems to get lost in her thoughts, one of her hands resting atop yours.

Finally, your order number gets called and Daniela makes no motion to move, so you gently unlatch from her to grab the tray of your food.

Now out of her head, Daniela leads you towards a more secluded booth to eat, at which you slide into the seat first and she slides in opposite you. You both grab your meals off the tray and start eating.

— — — — —

You finish first and lean back in the leather of the booth seat, taking a sip of your drink, your gaze resting on Daniela. As she eats, she feels your eyes on her and she looks up, meeting your eyes instantly, and as she does, your face heats up slightly and you look away. She smiles softly and looks away as well, going back to her food.

Not long later, Daniela finishes her food too and leans back as you did.

“Y/N?” She murmurs softly, nerves lacing her tone. You look back at her, concerned.

“You okay?” You ask, sitting up more, eyes locked on her face.

“Yeah. I’m…I don’t know actually. I’ve been thinking, and I realised something. I just don’t wanna ruin anything cause I’m terrified that I’m reading it wrong and-” She rambles but you cut her off gently.

“Dani, you can tell me anything. I’d never judge you.”

“Yeah, no, I know. I-I think I’m gay.” She hesitantly admits, at which you smile fondly.

“Dani.” You murmur softly, almost cooing at her. “Thank you for telling me.” You smile warmly, reaching to hold her hand, but she doesn’t meet you.

“That’s not all. I…I like you. I realised earlier when that worker commented about us being a cute couple or whatever. I just hope you don’t hate me-”

“Dani,” you laugh softly. “I feel the same. I have for the longest time. Even the fans could tell.”

“Seriously?” She smiles warmly, finally taking your hand in hers. “Cause if you’re pranking me, that is evil.”

“I’m serious, I swear.” You grin. “Well, I don’t wanna waste anymore time so, will you be my girlfriend?”

Daniela laughs and squeezes your hand, nodding.

“Yes, of course I will.”

— — — — —

Later, once you both make it home, you walk into the house hand in hand, both grinning like morons. As you walk in Sophia and Manon look up, notice the looks on your faces and both cheer.

“Finally! Only took you both, what, three years?” Manon laughs.

— — — — — — — —

i love them so much it’s not even funny

what a win for the meizini stans (me) today

the way dani says baby?????????????????

"Some (super) cuts from the super cute relationship between you and Hannah, because everyone is totally obsessed with you two's love"

now playing - Teenager in Love, by Madison Beer

"You make me feel like a teenager in love. And you make me feel like I'll be forever young"

“So, you guys worked really hard to get in shape for your characters in the movie!” the interviewer began, looking at you, Nicholas, and Camila excitedly. “What was the process like? I mean, I imagine it must have been challenging!”

The atmosphere was good. Nicholas answered first, proud of the routine he’d struggled to stick to and the dedication he’d shown to become the best He-Man possible.

“Actually, even though it was challenging, it was particularly fun for me.” The blond man’s gaze turned to you, giving you a knowing look as he spoke. “Yn and I worked out together a lot, and I think that made everything feel lighter.”

You nodded, agreeing with his words.

“We were really focused. Camila came to visit us once, and that was a lot of fun too.” You added, pointing to the woman on Nicholas’s right.

“Oh my god. I did!” She began, throwing her head back and making you and Nicholas laugh. “I swear, it looked like they were both training for Mr. Olympia! I felt personally attacked when they told me to add more weight to my exercises.”

Laughter echoed through the room, and the interviewer continued trying to get more out of you.

“Was it a big change for both of you, or were you already aware of how everything was going to play out?”

“Honestly...” You paused dramatically, glancing at your co-stars beside you for a second. “I had no idea what was going to happen to me. I mean, I’ve played characters that required a certain amount of muscle, but nothing compared to how much I had to gain to play Catra.”

“Same here.” Nicholas agreed, nodding as he let you continue.

“Actually, Hannah freaked out when I told her how much muscle mass I’d have to gain!” You laughed softly. “But she supported me a lot, just like she always does.” Nicholas and Camila looked at each other and playfully rolled their eyes.

“Oh no. Here we go again.” The brown-haired woman said playfully, playfully nudging the man next to her.

You rolled your eyes this time, while the interviewer started laughing as your co-stars mentioned how silly you looked every time you talked about your wife.

“Okay, everyone, you can sit down!” Nicholas raised his hands, signaling to the cameras behind the set. “We’re going to be here longer than we thought!”

“Oh my God, you guys are so funny.” You rolled your eyes, joining in on the joke as Camila leaned against Nicholas’s shoulder, pretending to be asleep.

“You know we love you,” the man said, reaching out to wrap his arm around your shoulders from the side.

The interviewer, who was still laughing, was now admiring your interaction, and how lighthearted and fun everything was between the three of you.

“Sorry about that!” Camila began. “It’s just that we really love to tease our hopeless romantic.”

“You can’t come to an interview with Yn Dodd and not expect her to ramble on about her wife.” Nicholas used the arm that was wrapped around you to gently shake your shoulders.

“Sorry, not sorry. I love my wife,” you said, raising your hands in surrender, yet not the least bit regretful.

“That’s so cute!” the interviewer said, before everyone burst out laughing again and answered more questions.

The poor recording quality didn't stop the video from being posted. With the zoom set to maximum, the video quality gradually got worse until it became slightly grainy. But that didn't stop you from figuring out who the two people being recorded in that video were.

The restaurant was quiet; in fact, it was almost the perfect setting for a romantic couple’s lunch. And that’s exactly what you and Hannah were doing in the video.

The wine glasses were half-full, the food was almost gone, and the two of you seemed to be having a light yet deep conversation during the meal. Your hand reached for Hannah’s hand across the table, while you caressed the back of your wife’s hand.

After a while, the video shows the two of you getting up from the table. You walk over to the counter, still holding Hannah’s hand, and then the two of you leave the small restaurant together.

The walk to the car was what went most viral on social media. Hannah was walking a little ahead, and the camera captured the perfect moment when your arms wrapped around her waist. Your lips quickly brushed her cheek, and the smile Hannah gave made the person filming realize that this video was worth its weight in gold.

When the two of you finally reached the car, you loosened your grip on her, just so you could open the door for your wife. With a huge smile on her face, the blonde cupped your face, kissing your lips before getting into the car and leaving you standing there looking like a lovesick fool in the middle of the street.

The next clip was definitely shot with a professional camera. The lens captured all the fans and paparazzi standing outside the event, waiting for any celebrity to come out through the glass doors just to get some footage—in the case of the paparazzi—or an autograph.

The screams outside the building grew louder just as the camera zoomed in. Through the glass doors, the exceptionally well-dressed figures—you and your wife—appeared to be having a brief conversation.

People couldn’t hear them, but they could definitely see the reason for the brief pause in the hallway before leaving the event.

Hannah seemed to be complaining about something; the pout on her face and her slightly furrowed brows made her look impossibly more adorable to you. Some fans fell silent, trying to figure out what was going on, all while camera flashes went off rapidly.

The video continues, showing your wife visibly frustrated as she kept chattering and stomping her foot on the ground. Whatever the people outside were speculating, your next move put an end to their doubts in less than a second.

Kneeling in front of your wife, you motioned to her, and in less than a second, her right foot was now resting on your thigh—her right hand landed on your back as she balanced herself against you. Your hands worked quickly—and gently—removing the heel from her foot, doing the same with the other foot right after.

The look of relief on Hannah’s face was clear, and as she watched you stand up and straighten your posture—her heels in your hands—her arms wrapped around your neck, pulling you in for a quick kiss. The smile on her face said everything you needed to know, and you were happy to have helped her get rid of whatever was causing your wife discomfort.

At your request, the security guards began clearing a path to your car. Two of them stood guard in front of the glass doors, which were now open, to prevent anyone from entering. Meanwhile, the other three guards cleared the way to the car.

The crowd went wild as you approached Hannah, whispering something in her ear before picking her up bridal-style. The blonde laughed, burying her face in your neck as she heard the small crowd outside scream with delight at the romantic gesture.

As you passed the paparazzi and fans, you waved a few times, answering some quick questions while walking briskly toward the car. As you got even closer to the camera that was recording the whole interaction, the guy behind the lens finally spoke up.

“Never letting your girl touch the dirty ground, huh?!” The paparazzi wasn’t rude, and the tone was purely playful, which made you laugh.

Before getting into the car, you turned partially toward the man, seeing the camera pointed in your direction.

“Never!”

The premiere of “Bridgerton” had begun. Red carpets, interviews, and a new season centered on the character your wife brought to life. You were more than proud—you were jumping for joy for her. You arrived together on the red carpet, with Hannah insisting that you stay by her side the whole time.

You smiled and waved, always staying a little further back so your wife could shine. At one point, the paparazzi wanted solo shots of Hannah, which was totally understandable. After giving your wife one last kiss on the lips, you stepped out of the spotlight. The thousands of flashes started going off again, and you couldn’t help but notice how lucky you’d been all these years.

As always, there was a camera pointed at the two of you. The high quality gave away a professional camera. It was no surprise how much people loved you and Hannah together, so it wasn’t strange—at least not like it was in the beginning—when people tried to capture cute moments of you.

You didn’t even notice the camera; it was just one in a million. Your eyes were on your wife. Every detail of her. Her hair flowing freely, her eyes shining—not just from the flashes, but from the fulfillment coursing through her veins—her glowing skin, and how she looked perfect in every way.

You didn’t even think twice. In one swift motion, you pulled your phone from your pocket, found the camera, and pointed it at her. It didn’t matter if everyone there could take better photos than yours with their professional cameras. It didn’t matter if you weren’t the only one taking photos of her there.

All that mattered to you was that the most beautiful woman in the world was there. She truly was one in a million, that one person everyone will notice in the crowd.

“People are saying you're obsessed with me.” The British accent made your ears perk up.

Stepping out of the bathroom, Hannah walked slowly toward the bed, climbing onto the soft mattress and beginning to crawl toward you. The smile on your face showed her that you weren’t the least bit embarrassed by whatever people might be saying.

“I love you.” Your right hand reached for a strand of your wife’s hair, tucking the blonde locks behind her ear. “There’s a difference.”

“Hm…” Hannah tilted her head, her lips forming a playful pout. “Can you explain the difference to me, Mrs. Dodd?”

Smiling, she let her body relax, lying on top of you and resting her chin on your chest, never taking her eyes off yours. The smile on her face was worth more than anything to you, and all you wanted was to grab her and kiss her right now.

“Well... Love is a healthy feeling of care and mutual respect; obsession is just a toxic fixation that seeks control and possession over the other person.” Your hands slid down to her waist, caressing the skin of her back beneath the loose shirt she was wearing—she had stolen it from your side of the closet. “Everything I do for you is because I love you more than anything in the world, Hannah.”

Smiling, you leaned in, lifting her chin from your chest to press your lips against hers. The kiss was gentle, full of passion. Her lips tasted of the same strawberry and mint you’d come to love over all the years together, and the tenderness of the moment made your heart race like a teenager in love. That’s how you felt with her.

“I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.” Her voice always sent shivers down your spine. She always had that effect on you.

“I hope time passes agonizingly slowly!”

Ngl, i only wrote this because I’ve been head over heels in love with Hannah Dodd, and there just aren’t enough fanfics about her or Francesca out there :(

The funny thing is, I’m not even a Bridgerton fan, but my TikTok has been bombarding me with Hannah edits, and she’s just so cute!

Anyway, don’t think I’ve forgotten about Nikki. I have some ideas for her too. I’ll be back soon!

Stay safe and drink plenty of water,