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š You Should Be Here With MeĀ by @lululawrence {NR, 34k}
The festive period is a traditionally hectic one in the world of Premier League football, and this year is no different. A lot is riding on how Manchester United is able to come through the fixtures in the coming weeks.
Louis and his teammates know all too well the pressure that is on their shoulders. They need to prove, not just to fans of the club but the entire league, that they still have what it takes to be a team worthy of fighting for the top of the table.
Throw in the fact that Louis is all too aware that he's not getting any younger in a profession that demands your peak physical fitness year round and the incredibly fit Harry Styles, who is part of the club's social media team, and this year's festive period might just be the most important one yet.
5 times Louis' crew knew too much, and the 1 time they thought they knew, but didn't really. Not at all.
š Longing like a SearchlightĀ byĀ Cyantific / @beyondxmeasure {E, 27k}
Louis moves in with his friend Harry and soon thoughts of his new flatmate are anything but innocent, and Louis has no control when it comes to acting on those urges when he's alone. It doesn't take long for his simple, primal impulses to turn into deep, urgent longing the more time they spend together.
Will an unexpected family event that takes Harry home for the weekend be the catalyst that finally brings them together or what tears them apart when Louis overhears what Harry reveals to his mother about his true feelings?
Or...
The Five times Louis almost gets caught during a salacious moment of self care and the one time he did...a roommates to lovers fic with lots of feels.
š The Future Is NowĀ byĀ jacaranda_bloom / @jacaranda-bloom {E, 16k}
Louis has a great life, really, he does. He studies hard, has great friends, a boring but decent job at the carnival, and of course, he has Harry, the best flatmate anyone could ask for. All thatās missing is someone to love. But when a strange new fortune-telling machine appears at the carnival, Louisā life takes an unexpected turn. Could this be his chance to finally find love and will it be where he least expects it?
Or the five times Louis follows the fortunes to seek out his true love, and the one time he realises that what he's been searching for might've been right in front of him the whole time.
š I Wanna Feel (Your Love)Ā by @infinitelymint {E, 15k}
Five moments in Louis and Harryās life based on five of the biggest emotions: fear, sadness, love, anger and joy.
Or the one with a little bit of everything, featuring a proposal, a serenade, timid conversation, heated arguments, a misunderstanding, small insecurities, plenty of āI love youā-s and a bit of shagging ā also bonus (re)appearance of Louisā Paris!sweater and a pair of banana-patterned socks.
š Treat You Like A GentlemanĀ by @justanothershadeofblue {E, 12k}
5 times that Harry Styles was unsatisfied by his dates, and one time Louis Tomlinson helped him find what he had been missing.
š love put us two together (but we don't know how to stay)Ā byĀ we_are_the_same / @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed {T, 10k}
Harry is Louis' best friend. But in his dreams, they are more.
Or: four dreams in which Harry and Louis figure it out, and the one time Louis decides to make his dreams come true.
š Today and Every DayĀ byĀ crimsontheory / @ireallysawanangel {E, 10k}
The five times Louis tries and fails to propose to Harry and the one time he succeeds completely by accident.
š Dough Re MiĀ byĀ anditsonlyforthebrave {NR, 10k}
āWelcome to Dough Re Mi, may I take your order?ā
Harry snorts, lips curling in a half-scoff. Who the hell calls a bakery Dough Re Mi? What, did they pull the name out of their asses?
āIāll just take a scone with cream and jam. Black coffee. Large.ā He doesnāt bother looking up from his phone, his thumb flicking aimlessly through his emails.
Or:
5 times Harry calls LouisĀ omega, and the one time he calls himĀ my omega.
š Fire and IceĀ byĀ YesIsAWorld / @louandhazaf {E, 9k}
Harry really wants to come at the same time as Louis. Or, four times they misfire and the one time they get it right.
š haven't you heardĀ by @allwaswell16 {M, 8k}
Harry Styles has been in love with Louis Tomlinson since they were eighteen. After six years together, Harry is ready to propose to the love of his life. The holidays strike him as the perfect time for a romantic proposal, but his well-meaning friends and family (including his self-appointed best friend, Niall) seem to thwart him at every turn.
Or the four times Harry tries to propose, and the one time he gets it right.
š Would Walk The Aisle For YouĀ byĀ galactic_larryĀ / @galacticlarry {T, 6k}
If Louis had to make a list of all his problems, his mum trying to set him up with every gay man ever would be very close to the top.
What happens when Harry volunteers to be his fake boyfriend just to get her to stop?
Or the five times Louis and Harry pretend to be in love and the one time they realise they actually are.
š You Put the Boom Boom Into My HeartĀ by @kingsofeverything {T, 5k}
Harry's been trying all summer to come up with a way to show Louis how much he means to him before he leaves for college.
Or five times Harry fails to win Wham! tickets and one time he succeeds.
š Don't Delete The KissesĀ byĀ @louislittletomlintum {T, 5k}
The first time that Louis realised he was in love with Harry it was with a fag hanging half out of his mouth and staring in through a grubby kitchen window, caked in years of debris.
five times louis is longing and one time he isn't
š now i'm tracin' all my steps to youĀ byĀ @alwaysxlarrie {T, 5k}
Of all the things Harry was prepared for this summer, Louis Tomlinson and his wonderful, wonderful scent isn't one of them. It probably shouldn't be as shocking as it is that it makes Harry want to nest. There's only one slight problem -- Harry and nesting aren't exactly on familiar terms. At all.
This does not stop Harry from borrowing ("borrowing") Louis' things all throughout summer, though. Oops?
š Let Your Hair Down While You Still CanĀ by @alivingfire {E, 5k}
āCould you, maybe, play with my hair?ā Louis canāt see much, but he can feel the rush of heat in Harryās cheeks when he blushes. āItās what my mum used to do when I couldnāt sleep.ā
āWell, if thatās what Mummy Anne did, who am I to disagree?ā Louis teases lightly, then runs his hand slowly through Harryās hair. Itās still a little sticky from the product the hair team put in before the show, still a little crunchy from dried sweat because Harry wonāt have access to a shower (with a decent amount of elbow room, at least, unlike the one on the bus) until the morning, but with each stroke of Louisā hand through lank curls Harry goes looser, looser.
Five times Harry finds someone sleeping in his car.
One time he makes them sleep in his house.
š How Long Will I Love YouĀ by @neondiamond {T, 4k}
Five times Louis thinks Harry is the love of his life and the one time he says it out loud.
š Changing Weather (For Worse or For Better)Ā by @haztobegood {M, 3k}
Five times it's raining and one time it stops.
š Gucci Down To My DrawersĀ by @beanno28 {E, 2k}
Louis has been hired by Gucci to photograph the one and only Harry Styles. The shoot doesn't go quite as he plans but he isn't coming to complain when all is said and done.
OR The five times Louis is innocently caught in a compromising position and the one time it's not so innocent.
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5 times Dani wants to say āI love youā to Fi, and 1 time she actually does (ao3) - noxhsw
Summary: 5+1 themed sappy 2009 scenemo Dan and Phil yuri. Because why not.
and if we're meant to, i'll meet you there (ao3) - manchestereye (orphan_account)
Summary: the five times dan and phil meet unexpectedly and the one time they don't
are you gay? (ao3) - manchestereyes
Summary: The 5 times Dan denied he was gay (and the one time he didn't).
for the rest of our lives (ao3) - lyricallyharley, writtennotsung
Summary: the five times Dan tries to propose to Phil and the one time he gets it right, although not in the way he expected.
Haunted (ao3) - gorgeousnerd
Summary: Five times Phil Lester was haunted, and one time he haunted back.
like me (ao3) - calvinahobbes
Summary: Five times Dan stole Phil's outfit and one time he didn't. Or, Dan confronts the be you/do you conundrum.
mating calls (ao3) - citizen101erased
Summary: 5 times Dan loved Philās subtle attempts at flirting through animal facts, and one time he didnāt.
Memories Turned into Daydreams (ao3) - apoetacriminal
Summary: He stood there in the middle of an empty room; thinking of the life he had before. Or five times Dan felt insecure and one time he felt comfortable with himself.
Muscle Memory (ao3) - m0ssman15
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neon guts (ao3) - bloodyscarab
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Perfect (ao3) - Anonymous
Summary: Phil is going to make sure TATINOF goes perfect. He has to.
Sittin' in a Tree (ao3) - hilariousandunappreciated
Summary: The five times Phil wanted to kiss Dan and the one time he finally did.
some of the most normal pictures (ao3) - natigail
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The Art of Hiding Pain (ao3) - Swiftpaw
Summary: 5 times Dan pushed everyone away and 1 time Phil would not let him face his struggles alone
The Idea of Us (ao3) - churchboy
Summary: The five times Phil shut down the idea of a relationship and the one time he didn't.
The Sweet Tooth and Bitter Disappointments (ao3) - bakingphaninmymind
Summary: Five times that Phil went out for bad Tinder dates and the one time a Tinder date came to him. A.K.A. the story about Phil getting fed up with his loneliness. Our boy starts swiping.
Trapped in the dark, you found me (ao3) - Anonymous
Summary: Five times Dan felt lucky to have Phil
you said love was a question (the answer was everything) (ao3) - jonsaremembers
Summary: Five times Dan didn't propose...and one time he did.
You're running too fast dad (ao3) - neopold
Summary: five times Dan wanted his dad's attention
Warning: light smut in one part. +18. The title is quite obvious so...
When he first met you.
A brown ball of fluff passed you running really fast, leaving you a bit confused. But then it stopped and turned around. The dog came running back and jumped on your legs.
"Hey, buddy. Who are you?"
"Grab him!"
You turned around to see a guy running in your direction. He was quite far and had a dog. So you understood this onewas his and was on the run. So you grabbed it's loose leash.
"Are you running from your dad?" You said giggling.
"Oh wow. I thought I'd never catch him"
The guy arrived next to you and gave himself a second to catch a breath. Then he looked up at you and...
"I know you" It slipped past your lips and made his eyes grow wide. "Fuck. Sorry. So rude"
"No, no. Don't worry. You caught Pablo so... Thank you" He smiled big.
You had trapped William Nylander's dog and fucked up its runaway plans.
"Yeah. No problem"
William smiled sweetly at you and looked down at the dog. "Don't you dare to do that again, ever."
You chuckled.
"He wanted to say hi"
"To the squirrels, yeah"
"They seem sweet" You said petting both dogs at the same time.
"They are. Pablo and Bansky, say hi to..."
"YN"
"Wil-" She knows, idiot. "You know me"
You laughed and blushed. "Yeah. I'm a fan. Nice to meet you, William. And you two guys"
"Same, YN." He scratched the back of his head. "And thank you very much. I thought he wouldn't stop ever. I'm really sore and..."
"The game? It was awesome. You guys played amazing yesterday"
He knew he already had heart eyes by then. "Thank you. It was a good game"
"An amazing goal too"
That made him blush and look down at the dogs. Why was he so nervous? You were a fan. He had met thousands. What was different? Apart that the fact that you were beautiful and... You've met many many beautiful fans Willy. Yeah, but you were holding Pablo's leash and it looked good in your hand and... Fucking shit, that's weird Willy.
"Are you okay?" You softly asked with a smile. He was spiralling and you could see his mind working fast.
"Y-Yeah. I am" He nodded quickly. "I am fine. Okay. Just tired."
You smiled and nodded. William Nylander wanted you to call him Willy. Cool.
"Can I have your number, YN?"
Heat crept to your cheeks. Could he? Duh. He was fucking William Nylander from the Leafs.
"Yes. Of course you can"
Willy kept himself from jumping around. But smiled happily.
You wrote your number on his phone and gave it back to him.
"I'll text you" He said
"I'll be waiting" Your heart was beating fast.
"I actually have to go. But I would love to meet you again... Whenever you can"
"That's amazing. We'll talk, yeah?"
"Yeah. See you, YN" He smiled at you one last time and then turned around and started walking on the opposite direction.
You lifted your eyebrows and looked at him in awe. This wasn't happening. It must be some kind of joke.
You looked down and Pablo looked up. He moved his head to the side as if he was trying to tell you something. It made you chuckle.
"Willy!"
He was so immersed in his thoughts that you had to call again. He hadn't even noticed Banksy pulling its leash.
"Willy!"
When he turned around, his face turned red like a tomato.
"You forget something" You were walking toward him and Pablo was hurrying.
"Oh fuck"
When you went to your first game.
"Is she here?" Mitch asked.
By then, everyone in the team knew about you. Willy was so in love. Literally in love. He didn't deny it. You had been going out, texting nonstop, sharing stuff, having walks for months already. It had been so natural that the friendship didn't bother him at all. He adored you and he adored being your friend. He wanted more, yes. But he wasn't in a hurry. He was enjoying the whole process, getting to know you and bonding.
"She is"
Mitch squeaked in happiness. "Oh man. We are winning this tonight. You can't embarrass yourself"
He did. Right after scoring, Willy ran over someone and fell in the most ridiculous way. Other time, he wouldn't have care. But this time he knew you were there watching and he wanted the ice to open and swallow him.
"Oh my fucking god" He groaned when Michael hugged him.
"Well done buddy."
They would have a good laugh with this.
To be fair, you thought it was cute. Your friend laughed at you and asked if that was your boy, only making you look away and your cheeks warm.
After the game, you received a text. Because yes, although they had won and wanted to celebrate, Willy had run to text you. Don't leave yet. I want to see you.
It was a strange feeling when someone from security came to pick you up and guided you through the corridors.
"Hey" Willy had the biggest smile when he saw you there. The blue looked so fucking good in you. "You look good"
With a big smile, you turned around and showed him...
"Oh wow" He muttered. So... This is what they talk about. He was feeling so many things. His number looked perfect on you. "I was expecting you with a Tavares jersey"
You chuckled and pulled him in a hug. "You are my favourite, Willy" You whispered in his ear.
He thought he would fall apart right there. "I literally fell again while celebrating"
You laughed and pulled back, pinching his red cheeks.
"That was the cutest shit I've seen"
He laughed. "I can't be cute, I'm a hockey player. I need to be tough.
"Too late, Nylander"
He pulled you closer and for a second you thought he would kiss you. You wanted, of course, you wanted. But there were so many people around, you didn't want your first kiss with him like this. His lips landed on your cheek, though. You let a sigh out and closed your eyes for a second.
"Thank you for coming today" He said sincerely.
You smiled and kissed his cheek. "I will be there whenever you want me to"
"He already has a pass for you!" Someone shouted from the end of the corridor.
You both looked. "That's Mitch Marner" You were talking in whispers, fully aware now of the group of men kids eavesdropping.
"He is. And he is excited about meeting you"
"And why is that?"
"Someone told them about you," Willy said with a playful grin on his lips and a delicate hand sliding around your waist.
"Oh, wow. And who could that be?"
"Pablo"
You laughed hard and Willy thought again of kissing you.
"Do you want to meet my friends?"
"As a fan or as your friend?"
"As my special friend" With that statement, Willy laid his intentions on the table and waited for your response.
Your face couldn't show more happiness. You adored the blonde. Willy had come out of nowhere in your life and turned it upside down and you wanted nothing more than to get closer to him. As close as possible.
"I'd love to"
When you first kissed.
Willy had called you with urgency in his voice. He was desperate and had called various people already, his closest, but none could help him.
"Hey, honey" You said with a calming voice. "What's wrong?"
"Bansky ate something in the park. We have been at the vet's and they said it would be alright but..."
You covered your mouth.
"The game"
"Yeah, I have to leave in less than an hour and I can't leave them here alone. There must be someone keeping an eye on them"
"I'll go" The sigh that left his body was enough to leave him breathless.
"Thank you" He sounded so relieved. "I promise they are both fine, it's just in case."
He called you an uber and soon you were at his house. IT wasn't the first time you were in there, but it would be the first time you were alone. He is your friend. It's fine. IT had been weeks since the game and after the 'special' friend statement but nothing else had happened.
William engulfed you in a big hug once you had left your things in the chair. "You wouldn't believe how thankful I am"
You kissed his cheek and fixed his hair. "Willy, it's fine. You don't need to thank me. I'm more than happy to spend the night here with the boys. We will watch the game and cheer a lot"
His heart went mad.
"I'll send you dinner" He said making you laugh.
"You are cute. But it's alright. Chips, please"
He nodded quickly and kissed your forehead. "Just... call if something happens. Alex's number is on the fridge just in case. He was busy but..."
"Willy, we will be fine. Go or you'll be late"
He kissed your cheek this time and sprinted out.
At first, you felt shy. You were alone, yes. But that was the problem. This was Willy's home. You sat for long in the sofa, waiting for the game to start. Pablo and Bansky were by your side. Then, on one quick run to the toilet, you found a door half-open. You knew you shouldn't, but you found yourself pushing it.
It was messy and it made you chuckle and shake your head. Willy was the master of doing stuff at the last minute. That and the whole thing with Bansky... You could imagine him running around and just throwing stuff out of the wardrobes trying to find the perfect outfit. It made you smile. But something caught your eye. A blue hoodie was discharged in the middle of the bed, still with marks from being folded in the wardrobe. You stuttered before grabbing it. Pulling it close to your nose, you noticed the faint smell of him, of his clothes. "Do you think he'll be angry, Pablo?"
The dog shook his head as if he was answering you. "No? I'll leave it here before he comes. Won't bother much"
You put the hoodie on, getting a warm feeling in your belly. You were his special friend. You talked every day, you said good morning and good night, and he had even started sending you embarrassing reaction selfies and photos of this you may like. It was getting serious, right? Wearing his hoodie while watching his game as you took care of his dogs at his house... Fuck.
You ran back to the sofa and tried to not give much more attention to the topic. It was okay. Everything was fine. It wasn't as if you were head over heels for him. Tss.
Willy opened the door expecting his dogs to come to say hi. But he was only welcomed by the faint sound of the TV.
Lost. They had lost and he was tired as hell. But the moment he stepped out of the ice, he remembered you were at home waiting for him.
He took his shoes off and discharged the bag in the hall, then walked to the living room and his heart stopped. His blanket, his hoodie, his dog, his favourite pillow... You were sleeping at his, lips half open and soft snores filling the room. The TV was low and they were replaying parts of the game. Banksy was sleeping cuddled to you and Pablo had taken the place at your feet. They were carefully covered and his heart warmed at the thought of you making sure they were warm before falling asleep. The night was ending much better than he thought, the only problem was that now he didn't know what to do.
He walked slowly and Pablo woke up. "Tight sleep buddy?" The dog said hi while Banksy woke up. He also said hi and moved a bit when Willy sat on the edge of the big sofa. You stirred in your sleep and brushed your eyes.
"That's so cute" Willy whispered mostly to himself.
Your eyes shot open and you sat straight against the corner of the sofa. "Willy. I fell asleep. Wow. It's so late" You said without even checking the time.
He smiled softly. There was something overcoming him. The was something telling him to pull you closer, to make you his, to finally ask the question. But you pouted and he forgot for a second.
"I'm sorry for the game. You guys did such a great job"
He shrugged. "It's fine, more will come"
You reached to slowly caress his hand, stroking your finger over his cheekbone. He looked exhausted. "I'll get going. You are tired and so are the guys."
You tried to move, but his hand on your leg stopped you. "W-wait a second" He decided to start a stupid conversation so he would have you longer in there. "Everything was fine, right? No problems"
"Nop, they both ate their dinner and Banksy had the medicine" You said with a cute smile.
Fuck it. He thought. Then, he cupped your cheeks, both hands firmly grabbing both sides of your face and his fingers curling around your ears and your hair. You panted softly and your eyes fell on his lips, enough for him to know that it was alright.
The kiss was soft, his lips carefully moved with yours and his tongue made a delicate job to part them. It was nice and slow, you had given yourself the privilege to run your hands over his hair, still a bit wet from the shower. Willy was great at kissing, or maybe it was just you that had been desperate to feel it. But when you both pull back, it was as if time hadn't passed. You bushed your nose with his and pecked his lips softly. The grin that appeared on them showed nothing but pure happiness.
"Don't go, please"
You felt your heart hammering hard in your chest.
"Do you want me to stay?"
"After a shitty game and finding you on my sofa, wearing my hoodie and with my dogs, the only thing that I want is to put some film and cuddle here with you"
You sighed in pure joy and kissed his cheek. "Go and get your pyjamas, then"
Willy smiled too and ran to obey you and be back as soon as possible.
You were left alone and took the opportunity to take a deep breath, then, you looked at Pablo and squeezed him. "Thank you, thank you, thank you" Only because of him, you were the happiest girl on Earth.
When you had your first time together.
You sighed and ran your fingers throw your hair. You had been out with Willy and his friends from the team. Still, you were just his friend. Willy's friend. The one that cuddled with him after games, went out for dinner on random nights, texted nonstop. The one that would sleep at his because yours was far from the bar you had been at.
"All good?" He asked laying a hand on your waist. You nodded and forced a smile. "Sure? Was it the drinks? I told you to not have that thing Michael orders. It's a bomb" He chuckled.
You kissed, cuddled, had long make-out sessions, and clearly had feelings for each other,... But that was it. What was it?"
"YN" You hadn't noticed he has walked away. "Do you want something?"
"Willy"
When you called his name in that serious tone, he stopped walking and looked at you. "What?"
"What are we?" Your voice came out in a whisper. He could barely hear you.
Silence filled the room for long seconds. What were you? He was okay with this, with how things were. But he clearly wanted more. It had been months already but he didn't know what you wanted. Should I ask?
"W-what do you want us to be?"
You sighed and crossed your arms. "To be honest? I want to be your girlfriend."
Willy's head turned. He almost had to grab the closest furniture.
"M-my girlfriend?"
"Yes, Willy."
"Fuck" He breathed out. "I want you to be my girlfriend. Fuck yes. I really do"
A smile broke on your lips.
"Then?"
"Then what?"
"What are you waiting for?"
He laughed and crossed the room. It was quick. Only a second later he had you under him on the sofa, heavy body pressing yours down in the most delicious way.
The kisses were deep and slow. By now, you had already had enough make-out sessions to expertly kiss.
Willy's mind was foggy. You. His girlfriend. His sofa. Your dress hooked up in your hips. You soft hums on his mouth. Those fingers pulling his hair. Fuck.
He pulled back from your lips and kissed his way down to your chest. It was unbelievable. Finally, you were doing this.
The moment he pushed in you the prettiest sound left your mouth. You were pretty sensitive from the orgasm he had just given you. Feeling him push in you so deeply and smoothly made you want to scream. But his lips caught yours and he swallowed the moans.
It was slow and deep, he completely took the hit when you said harder. Willy hooked your leg up and grabbed into the sofa, giving you exactly what you were asking for.
"Oh fuck, Willy" You muttered on his lips. "Fuck, fuck...".
"Yes, baby. I feel it too" He groaned and kissed you hard, tongue and teeth making the kiss messy.
It hit like lighting. Maybe it was the pent-up tension or that you were made for each other, you didn't know, but Willy made you feel like no one had and you almost lose yourself to it. Your head fell back and a loud moan filled the room.
"Yes... You feel so good around me, baby. I'm gonna..."
With a last hard and deep thrust, Willy collapsed on you, nuzzling on your neck and basically begging to be held. Which you did. You hugged him with arms and legs, keeping him impossibly close.
You were both sweaty and probably the sofa would need a good cleanup, but who cared?
"Is it always going to be like this?" He asked with a funny voice.
"I hope so. I haven't waited for months only to get less" You teased.
Willy lifted his head from your neck and kissed your lips. "I wasn't sure if you wanted me as much as I wanted you"
You smiled and brushed his red cheeks. "How could I not?"
When you had your first fight.
"Willy"
He sighed and dried his palms on his trousers.
"YN... Look..."
"There is nothing to look at. That's the fucking problem." You groaned and got up.
"How can you say that?"
"Say what? We don't go out anymore. We don't go on dates. We only stay here or at yours and watch TV" You complained while picking the plates. "Now your whole family is coming to the game and you don't want me to go"
Willy clenched his jaw. He was clear when he told you. He thought it would be easy to understand.
"I got you tickets for you and your friends"
"Yeah, right next to the fucking glass. On the other fucking side of the ice."
"I gave you amazing tickets!"
"I don't want amazing tickets!"
At this point, you both had raised your voice too much.
"Then what the fuck do you want?!"
"To be there with your family! To meet them!"
"You know..."
"Alex. I only know Alex." You cut him quickly.
Silence fell between you too. You were leaning against the counter and Willy was on the table. Both of you had crossed arms and were avoiding looking at the other. You had only been officially a couple for three or four weeks. But many things had changed.
"You don't want me to meet them, is it?"
Willy looked at you. "No. No, it's not. How did you get that in your head"
You sniffed and your arms fell at your sides.
"I- I don't know." You harshly dried a tear. "Since we got together you barely take me out. I suggested many plans. I have told you a thousand times to go out. But you don't want to. Not even to walk the dogs. We were great together before and then we... We stopped." You said defeated. "At first you wouldn't make a move and now you hide me. Do you really want to date me?"
His heart broke in a million pieces. Willy couldn't argue anymore. He got up and slammed his phone next to you. "Check the screenshots" and then walked away.
You felt dumb when he left you alone in your kitchen and flinched a bit when you heard him push something around in the living room. It had only been a pillow.
With shaky hands, you grabbed the phone and went to the gallery. On the screenshots folder, you scrolled down until something caught your eye. Comments from Instagram and tweets. There were pictures, people saying he had a girlfriend, rude comments, and more pictures... Some were of you both, then a couple more from the last roadie when you stayed with the dogs, another one of you walking out of the arena on his jersey, you two walking down the street, you two having dinner... She is ugly; Where did he find that?; Say whatever you want, but I would fuck Nylander's girlfriend; This is why he has performed so poorly; He is not enough of a man for a pretty thing like that; She looks so ordinary; I'm sure he could do better; Another gold digger...
You walked to the living room. Your whole body was shaking. Willy was on the sofa, head on his hands and eyes on closed.
"William" You muttered.
He looked up. You never called him William.
"F-for how long has this been going on"
"Since that night when we went to the cinema" He said.
"What?" That had been your first date as a couple.
"Someone saw us and the rumours started. Then they kept posting photos of us"
"B-but how..." You were confused because you hadn't seen anything. "I didn't know"
"I made sure of that. I'm sorry, but I grabbed your phone after you fell asleep one night. I went down your followers and blocked anything related to us. I'm glad your accounts were already private before. It would be messier. And I got some help from people on the team. There are no articles or stuff like that. It's only on the internet for now" He ran his fingers over his blonde hair. "I'm sorry. But I got scared."
You blinked the tears making your sight blurry.
"Why didn't you tell me? You went all over my phone? Willy..."
"I know. I was scared. I didn't want you to see that shit and decide to leave me. I know it's a lot to carry. That's why I don't want you with my family... They already know who you are, if they see you there they'll see it's serious and... I don't know for how long I can keep them..."
You walked slowly and flopped on the sofa next to him.
"I don't care about what they say about us. I know it's not real" You muttered. "But... If your solution is to hide you are with me..."
Willy looked at you. "I don't want to hide you. I just don't know how to do this better. I haven't been with someone I loved this much"
You saw stars behind your eyes when he whispered the last part.
"Y-you love me?"
Willy nodded. "That's why I did all of this. I know it's not an excuse"
You reached and touched his back, softly travelling up to his neck and then pulling him to your side. He cuddled to your side and leaned his head on your chest.
"I love you too, Willy. And... if you feel it's too soon... I won't go. But... It's the right moment. I want to meet them all, I really want to..."
Willy pulled you closer. "I'm sorry..."
You kissed his forehead and cupped his cheeks. You made him look at you and then softly pecked his lips. "Is it too soon?"
He shook his head. "Haven't we been here for months already?"
"Have we?"
He nodded. "I knew you were the one the moment I saw you"
"You are cheesy"
He chuckled a bit and dried your tears. "I'm sorry for hiding this, going through your phone and everything... I didn't want you to get scared of my life."
"I can take it. We'll do it together. Just... Could you talk to me next time? There is a better solution than going through someone's phone in the middle of the night."
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Teen Wolf (TV)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Derek Hale/Stiles Stilinski, Scott McCall & Stiles Stilinski
Characters: Scott McCall (Teen Wolf), Derek Hale, Derek Hale and Scott McCall's Pack Members
Additional Tags: 5 Times, Pack Mom Stiles Stilinski, Kidnapping, Attempted Kidnapping, Fluff and Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Top Derek Hale/Bottom Stiles Stilinski, A smidge of smut at the end, Panic Attacks, Light Angst, Humor
Summary:
5 Times Bucky Thought Tony Was Good For Steve +1 Time He Told Him (ao3) - Anonymous
T, 6k
Summary: To say Bucky is unimpressed by Stark would be an understatement.
It isnāt that he dislikes him. Itās more that heās a brand of indifferent that curdles with disdain on the rare occasion that Bucky catches him on the TV: Stark is glib and crass in a way his father never was, and he wears suits like heād slipped out of the womb clad in Armani.
So itās a surprise when Bucky moves into the Tower and finds that Steve actually gets along with the guy.
5 times people realize Steve and Tony are in love (+1 time it finally hits them on the head) (ao3) - beyondmyreach
T, 5k
Summary:Ā What it says on the tin.
The Avengers looked between Steve and Tony, and wondered despairingly how could they not know.
5 Times Steve Was Insecure, + 1 Time Tony WasĀ (ao3) -Ā kenzithewriter
E, 3k
Summary: 5 times Steve was insecure, starting with joining the Avengers, and continuing over time as his relationship with Tony progresses, and then +1 of Tony being insecure with Steve.
5 Times Tony Had Steve's Back, and 1 Time Steve had Tony'sĀ (ao3) -Ā itsallAvengers
T, 25k
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Affection (ao3) - MaidenofIron157
steve/tony
E, 17k
Summary: Five times Tony Stark's exhaustion gets the better of him, and the one time someone decides it's time he use an actual bed.
Bonuses: Hulk, Tony's 'Bots, and Loki, as well as a chapter explaining the aftermaths of each cuddling session
Five Times Tony Stark Misjudged Steve Rogers (and One Time He Didnāt)Ā (ao3) -Ā sweatervest
M, 5k
Summary: Thereās plenty of weird shit to deal with after fighting aliens, like āHow Does One Dispose of Alien Remains Without Poisoning the Waterā and āWow Insurance Companies Are Really Not Equipped for This,ā but Tony suspects that āSteve Rogers is Actually Very Funnyā and āSteve Rogers is a Stealthy Bastardā probably shouldnāt be as close to the top of the list as they are.
Timeline runs from after Captain America: The First Avenger to just after Avengers: Age of Ultron.
Five Times Tony Stark Talked Himself Out Of Trouble (And One Time He Couldnāt Quite Manage It) (ao3) - rainproof
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Summary: āTroubleā might not be Tony Starkās middle name, but on most days it felt a hell of a lot more appropriate than āEdwardā.
Friends with benefits?Ā (ao3) -Ā Hotaru_Tomoe
E, 12k
Summary: Five times Steve and Tony have casual sex and avoid having an adult conversation, and one time they donāt.
if I time it right, the thunder breaks (when I open my mouth)Ā (ao3) -Ā nanasekei
N/R, 11k
Summary: āYou know,ā Tony mumbles, because Tony never stops talking. āWhen you say shit like - like that, itāsā¦ Itās hard.ā His voice is slurred now, his eyes closed, as if heās not even sure heās still saying anything aloud. āBecause I know I should believe you, but I ā I wanna believe it so bad, so fucking much, that it feels like I shouldnāt. Like, the second I believe it, the other shoeās gonna drop, and youāre gonna find out you donāt mean it.ā
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Or: Five Times Steve told Tony he loved him, and one time he didn't need to.
I'm A Grown-Ass ManĀ (ao3) - Not Applicable (not_applicable)
M, 3k
Summary: or, 5 Times Steve Carried Tony and 1 Time Tony Didn't Mind. At all.
oh baby I can't even explain (ao3) - muchmoremajestic
T, 10k
Summary: Prompt: Steve and Tony dance around each other, wanting to ask each other out on a first date, but things keep getting in the way from the random invasions on campus to each of them being nervous/getting in their own way.
Or: The five times Steve and Tony tried to ask each other out, and the one time they finally got it together.
shadows of the mess you made (ao3) - ithinkiwannamarvelyou
G, 2k
Summary: Every time he closes his eyes, he's brought back to the night in Siberia, the way Tony threw his hands up over his head, right before Steve brought the shield down. Sam and Nat are nice enough to ignore the way he wakes up with a jolt, gasping at the memory of his shield slicing into Tony's armor.
(5 times steve wanted to call tony + the 1 time he was able to)
Territory Negotiations (ao3) - Desiderii
E, 20k
Summary: The Kill for a Cuppa is the the number-one parahuman stomping ground in the city. For Tony, a feral, it's one of the only neutral territories he's willing to frequent (where frequent means both drink coffee and nap on the couch as well as proposition likely strangers for a quick fuck in the alley). When his attempt to publicly seduce a gorgeous golden tabby named Steve Rogers backfires, Tony is forced to decide how far past 'lust' and into 'the real Tony Stark' territory he's willing to go.
(A the Avengers are catpeople who work in a coffee shop AU that is, more or less, subtitled Five Times Steve Rogers Left Without Tony Stark, and the One Time He Didn't.)
The Five Stages of Losing You (ao3) - MarvelousMenagerie (HiddenOne)
M, 8k
Summary: Tony didnāt think he was supposed to like the man his boyfriend was cheating on him with, but turns out that liking Bucky Barnes wasnāt the problem.
The 5 stages of grief as Tony loses one relationship, +1 as he gains another.
When I think about you (ao3) - sirona
E, 11k
Summary: Five times someone saw Steve sass the hell out of Tony and one time Tony finally bought a clue. Also known as the story of Captain Sasspants more than handling his own with Tony Stark at his most devious.
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Hello! Hope you are having a fantastic day! Here I bring you the new phanfic I talked to you about. I did a āā5 times... but 1ā²ā kind of fic because it seemed appropiate for this prompt. Hope you enjoy it!
prompt: Imagine Person A poking/touching Person B's earring.
summary: Dan has got a new earring. A single silver hoop on his left ear. Why is Phil so obsessed with the little earring?
word count: 2.6k
no trigger warnings
1.
It happened as soon as Dan entered the flat. He went to get some props for his next video, and apparently he ended up buying a single hoop silver earring for his left ear. He had actually mentioned it before in one of his liveshows, and today he saw the opportunity and did it. It looked sofisticated and even though it was barely noticeable he really liked it.
''Phil, I'm back!'' he shouted, his roomate running down the stairs to him to help him pick up the bags he was carrying.
''Hey Dan, let me hel...'' Phil stopped mid sentence when he noticed the new silver earring that Dan had on his left ear. ''You have a new earring.''
''Yeah, I actually wanted to get one fo these a long time ago but I didn't know if it will look good...'' Dan explained, handing Phil one of the bags who was looking at him still with a surprised expression.
''It looks good on you. It suits you'' Phil commented, lifting his free hand to poke it, mesmerized by how good his best friend looked with that earring, it really suited him.
''AH PHIL! It hurts!'' Dan screamed, letting one of the bags fall down onto the floor to cover his ear.
''Sorry Dan!'' Phil instantly apologized, retracting his hand to his side, feeling a bit guilty now he noticed Dan's ear was getting red.
''Since it's new it hurts, my earlobe still needs to get used to it...'' his voice lower, now rubbing his hand on his ear to shoot down the pain a bit.
''Okay, I promise I won't poke it again...'' Phil said, grabbing the bag Dan had thrown onto the floor and turing to climb up the stairs, his best friend following him.
''Don't promise something you know you can't keep'' Dan chuckled, knowing Phil he would try to do it again tomorrow if he was honest.
2.
Actually, Phil didn't try to poke it tomorrow, or the day after... It was a week later when it happened.
Dan had fallen asleep editing his new video, his folded arms and half of his torso supporting his head, which was almost hidden by the big black headphones Dan wore everytime he was editing.
''Dan, dinner is ready if you want...'' Phil knocked and opened the door, not even waiting for a response when he spotted his friend, alseep uncomfortably on his desk.
Phil was debating himself. Should he wake up Dan so he could have dinner or let him sleep? If he was honest, this week had been a bit of madness for the two of them and a bit of rest couldn't do him wrong.
So, letting the first option win, he grabbed a blanket and drapped it around Dan's shoulders so he wouldn't get cold. Then, he saved the file of the video, in case Dan had forgot.
He was about to get out of the room when he noticed Dan still had his headphones on. Sleeping with headphones was horrible, and more if you were in such as an uncomfortable position as Dan was now. So he took some steps back and carefully lifted the headphones off Dan's head, freeing his now red ears form that hell.
Dan moved his head, trying to find the most comfortable position now that he didn't have any restraints around it, so he rested his right ear on his right forearm, letting his left ear free, the shiny hoop earring Ā making its' appearance.
''Oh'' Phil whispered, spotting it and seeing how red his ear was. It was probably hurting him... Decided, Phil crouched down a bit and rubbed his thumb and index finger around his earlobe, feeling the thing hoop earring around his fingers, noticing now how his ear was turing into a more pinkish color rather than red.
He started wandering off, looking at his adorably snuggled up friend, now his fingers softly caressing Dan's left ear, when he felt a shiver go through Dan's body, startling him and deciding that he better leave now before he woke up the sleeping boy.
By the time Phil left, he had to reheat his dinner.
3.
The third time it happened it had been an unconscious moment.
They were playing another ''Best Friend Quiz'' on the gaming channel when Dan threw the question. ''At what age did I get my ears pierced?''
Phil looked at him, ''I'm sure you haven't mentioned that to me ever! I mean, you had your ears pierced the first time I met you but...'' as the black haired was saying this, his hand unconsciosly lifted towards the damned thin earring, tapping it lightly with his fingers before caressing it a little.
''Give me three opitions, please!'' Phil practically begged, not really wanting to fail this quiz.
''Okay, I will give you three options if you stop touching my earring! I told you, you are the worst at keeping promises!'' Dan laughed, playfully swating Phil's hand off his ear.
''Oh,'' Phil seemed surprised at this. He hadn't been aware of what he was doing. The way the earring looked in Dan's ear was just so... And also it made Dan look so... Sexy. Inviting. Desirable.
''Sorry Dan'' Phil laughed it off, his cheeks a bit red, hiding his hands behind his back so Dan would take the hint that he wouldn't do it again. ''Okay, now you can give me those three options!''
By the end of the video Dan had managed to post a tweet into his best friend's account that had Phil blushing for a few hours. Something mentioning 'Dan's earring' and 'wrong holes'.
4.
The fourth time it had been funny. Okay, maybe only funny for Phil.
They were getting ready to go to one of his friend's birthday and Phil was already dressed up and was just putting on his socks when he heard a piercing scream followed by a ''PHIL!''.
The black haired jumped out of his bed and hurried to his best friend bedroom, only to see him with his left arm awkwardly hanging in the air, his left ear glued to his shoulder, his neck awkwardly bent, comically waving his left hand that was hid by his black jumper's sleeve.
''What on earth...'' Phil muttered before letting a loud laugh after seeing dan in such a comical sitution.
''Stop laughing and help me! My jumper got stuck on my earring and I cannot separate them'' Dan scolded his friend, not really wanting to move much due to the pain it was causing him. Ā
''I really want to take a picture to use as blackmail for the cereal thing,'' Phil said stepping closer to Dan, who was currently about to shout at his friend when he countinued, ''but I think your pain is not worth it.''
Phil, with his soft and slim fingers managed to separate the item of clothing from his earring, caressing his earlobe a bit trying to get the redness out of it. ''There you go'', he whispered before letting his hand fall to his side.
''Oh thank god! That was painful as hell!'' Dan moaned, moving his neck and left arm so he could get the blood flowing again even though his ear ached a bit it was definitely bearable compared to what he went through. ''Thanks Phil'' Dan said, a smile showing on his face.
''You are welcome,'' Phil responded, his thumb and index finger missing the cold feeling of the earring between them. ''Now go, put on your shoes or we are going to be late.''
''Yes Mr. Lester'' Dan jokingly responded, making a soldier move before Phil playfully pushed him on his shoulder before turning around with a smile and heading back to his bedroom.
Phil was disappointed when the silver keyring in the pocket of his trousers didn't give him the same feeling.
5.
Okay, the fifth time you can blame it on the alcohol.
They didn't know how they got to this but after that birthday dinner they had decided to go to a nearby club, where they were invited to have free shots since it was their friend's birthday which could explain why they were both now passionately making out in one of the couches that were located at the back of the club.
Phil was straddling Dan, who had one of his hands under Phil's shirt and the other holding him from the hair, trying to kiss him even deeper.
When air was needed Phil didn't miss a beat when he grabbed Dan by his nape tilting his head a bit, so he could kiss and nip his neck, which made Dan melt into the couch and close his eyes in pleasure as he was so sensitive.
Suddenly Phil started trailing kisses up his neck till he reached Dan's pierced left ear where he bit softly his earlobe (not really wanting to cause him any pain) while shooting the ''pain'' with his tongue, making the silver earring move, causing a small friction that made Dan moan.
''I didn't know you had sensitive ears'' Phil whispered to him repeating the action and earning another moan from Dan.
''I didn't know you had a thing for earrings'' Dan mocked him, even though his tone was clearly not appropiate for a jocking sentence. Ā
Phil stopped for two seconds before answering, ''It's not for earrings, it's just for brown haired boys who wear hoop silver earrings that make them look sexy.'' Phil took the earring between his teeth and tugged it, a stinging sensation passing through Dan's body making him shiver.
Dan grabbed Phil's head making him stop his actions so he could look him in the eyes. ''Why don't we go back and continue this on the bedr...'' but Dan's sentence was cut by a drunk girl stumbbling onto them (not even saying sorry before going back to her friends), making Phil fall to the other side of the couch next to Dan, one of his legs across Dan's lap, startling them both from the passionate moment they were having.
''You okay?'' Dan asked Phil, sobering up a bit. Phil, on the other hand, had a worried expression on his face, his eyes not daring to look at Dan's. Before that girl made them separate Phil was almost about to agree to Ā have sex with Dan and that coudln't happen. At least not when they were both drunk and he knew Dan probably didn't want nothing more that sex. Phil loved Dan and for him it wouldn't be just sex. He couldn't just have sex with him.
''Sorry Dan, I shouldn't have kissed you, just... I need to think. See you at home if you still want to come back. I'm sorry.'' Phil rapidly said, his words tumbling from his mouth while standing up and heading towards the exit of the club.
Dan, still a bit disorientated from the alcochol and what just happened, saw how Phil was just exiting the club. He tried to stop him before he left but he couldn't make it on time. Once he was out he saw the taxi Phil was in turn the curb down the road.
Dan groaned in frustration but now that he thought about it they were both drunk and Dan wasn't really sure if he wanted just sex with Phil. He offered to go home because Phil seemed to want him, but Dan knew it wouldn't have been just sex for him and that frustrated him even more.
Needless to say they both didn't sleep well that night.
+1.
The sixth time changed it all.
After their 'make out almost leading to drunk sex' moment, all their encounters were being awkward. They stopped watching anime together, they started to cook individually, they also couldn't manage to film any gaming videos anymore.
One morning after Phil showered he noticed Dan's hoop earring was on the sink, probably forgotten after taking it out before showering. So, he changed into fresh clothes and picked the small hoop, knocking on Dan's bedroom door before opening it ''Dan?''
''Yes?'' Dan said, standing up from his desk and walking up to Phil, surprised to see him there.
''You forgot your earring on the sink'' Phil murmured, extending his hand to show him the shiny object.
''Oh,'' Dan looked at it and then back at Phil, who was also looking at it, a nostalgic look drawn on his face.
Dan had to admit he was also remembering what had happened in the club. They both messed up, and he missed his best friend, and even if Phil didn't want anything more with him at least he could still be friends. He had to try and his plan was starting now.
''C'mon help me put it on'' Dan picked up the earring and grabbed Phil's hand leading him to his big bedroom mirror.
''Dan, I don't know, I might hurt you'' Phil said, unsure why Dan wanted his help to put on his earring but he didn't ask, not sure about what the response would be.
''No, you won't. I trust you. Here,'' Dan handed Phil the earring, who took it delicately and looked at it a few times before putting a hand onto Dan's left earlobe so he could see better. Once he had spotted the little hole he inserted the earring carefully, closing it around and letting his fingers caress it a bit like he had done a few times before.
''I've missed your hands touching my earring. I've missed you.'' Ā Dan wishpered, circling his hand around Phil's wrist and then laced their fingers, tugging him a bit closer.
''Dan, I've missed you too but after what happened in the club...'' Phil sighed but Dan didn't speak and let him continue, ''I messed up our friendship by kissing you. I'm sorry.''
'' I know we were drunk but... What if I wanted you to kiss me? What if I don't want us to be just friends?'' Dan suddenly said, making Phil look at him surprisedly, not really expecting that reaction from the brown haired. ''Maybe you just want to be friends only but I need you to know that after what happ..''
Phil cut him off by kissing him, his thin fingers now on his cheek, making Dan tilt his head a bit so they could kiss deeper, a moan escaping through their mouths almost at the same time.
''I guess there is not turning back now... Not after that kiss'' Dan said after they separated. Phil shyly smiled at him, making Dan grab him by the collar of his jumper and bringing him closer (if possible) so he could kiss him again.
''I hope we don't. Otherwhise, it will be difficult for me to see you and not be able to kiss you...'' Phil dived in again, but this time aiming for Dan's ear, rememebring how he had made him feel at the club.
''I'm starting to think you like my earring more than me...'' Dan jocked but let Phil nip at his silver hoop, making the brown haired almost melt to the floor.
''Trust me, even if you had the ugliest of the earrings I would still want you, but this one makes you even look sexier...'' Phil flirted, letting his mouth travel to Dan's neck, sucking the sking a bit so he could leave a hickey.
Dan tugged him back to his lips by the collar again but this time only giving him a peck and smiling against his lips. ''Then, I'm gonna wear it all the time so you find me sexy every time you look at me.''
''I don't have anything against that.'' Phil whispered, leading them both to the bed, where they ended up making out for hours.
A few weeks later both would end up in that same bed without any clothes, only a single silver hoop earring shining in the dark bedroom.
