#cncofluff

Request: Can you write about Christopher getting super drunk and you guys are best friends, and he just keeps telling you 'i love you ' and you're like 'ok chris 😂' but then he pulls you close and is like 'no.. I really love you y/n' and you're thinking 'oh shit, he doesn't mean it - he's drunk. But FUCK I love this pendejo too...'  By: @my-only-angelle

Word count: 1236

Note: I freaking loved this request omg!!!! And I hope you guys like it too!! You saw the boy dancing, the way his body moved the music, and the way his hair gently bounced with each of the movements. He looked so happy, so relaxed. Even with the blaring music, you could still hear him laugh with the other boys, it was a contagious laugh which passed to all of the other boys. You couldn’t believe how much of a goofball he was, but he was your goofball of a best friend.

You leaned back in the lounge, pulling your phone out as you mindlessly scrolled through your social media. You had gotten a bit tired from all the dancing the boys had made you do, and you wanted to go home and snuggle up in bed but you promised Christopher that you would come to the club with him, but you didn’t drink so you would be his designated driver.

“Nena vamos a bailar,” You could hear Christopher whisper in your ear. He was behind you, wrapping an arm around you so he could reach your phone, wrapping his hand around yours before snatching it from you and placing your phone in his pocket.

“Chris, I’m tired.” You whined, throwing your head back on his shoulder.

“One dance,” He responded, wrapping both arms around you. You groaned knowing that he won because you would always cave to the requests of your best friend. He unwrapped himself from you, helping you out of the lounge and leading you to the dance floor.

The boys all greeted you with a smile as you joined them, bouncing to the beat of the music and moving your hips. You could feel Christopher step closer to you, placing one hand on your waist as you continued to dance, it was normal for the both of you to dance like this at clubs. And before you knew it, the song was over.“Time to go home Chris.” You told him, smiling at him as you grabbed his arm. The boys each said goodbye to you, giving you sweaty hugs and kisses on the cheek before letting you and Chris go.

The both of you walked back to the car, with your arms intertwined so the both of you wouldn’t slip. As soon as the boy leaned his head against the headrest in your car, he was out like a light, you knew it was because of the alcohol and exhaustion of all the dancing. You stood there for a moment, admiring your best friend. You gently shut the door so you wouldn’t wake him before walking back to your side and driving home.

“Chris,” You call out to him, gently shoving his shoulder so he would wake up. You got home safely but now the problem was waking Chris up to get him into the house. He groaned at you, turning his head to the other side and pushing your hand away. You laugh, shoving him harder. “Despierta!” You shouted at him.

“Aye nena. You never let me sleep.” He whines, pulling himself out of the car and onto your body. You almost fell over but you managed to regain your balance as you grabbed his arm, leading him into your house and up to your room.

You tell him to sit on the edge of the bed while you get his clothes ready for him, searching through your closet for the extra clothes he left at your house. You managed to find a pair of grey sweats and a white shirt, handing them to him. He softly smiles at you before letting you leave to change in the bathroom.

You had a glass of water and aspirin on the nightstand by his side of the bed before deciding to crawl next to him, pulling the blankets up to your face for warmth.“Y/N,” He whispered, grabbing your attention before you were pulled to sleep. You turn your head to look at him, his warm brown eyes were already on yours, comforting as they always were. You sent him a soft smile, turning your body to face him, laying your head over your arm. “I love you.” He added, raising his arm and wrapping it around your frame.

“Chris, go to sleep.” You responded, bringing your free hand up to his face, adjusting his hair so it was out of his face. He always managed to get sweaty when both of you were in the same bed, and you knew the hair would eventually stick to his face.“No. I love you.” He dragged out. You laughed at him, moving your hand down to your chest. Chris kept his eyes on you, he loved it when you laughed, it was his favorite thing about you.

“De verdad. I love you.”

“Okay, Chris. I love you too, but we should go to sleep. We are bo-” You started but you cut yourself off when you felt Chris’ grip tighten around your waist, rapidly pulling your body to his.

“No, I really love you Y/N,” He said, and you knew it was true. His voice held so much endearment as he emphasized every word. But he was drunk and he could just be saying that because he was drunk right?He analyzed your reaction. Your lips were slightly parted in shock, your eyes wide at his confession, and he knew he couldn’t take it back. It was mostly the liquid courage but he also felt like it was finally time to tell you.

“Chris, you’re drunk.” You reasoned, your hand moving from your chest to his.

“Nena, it’s not the alcohol.” He started. “I love you so much. You are the most supportive person I have in my life, you are the kindest and most understanding. I love it when you laugh, it lights up my life amor. I love it when you take care of me because it shows that you care for me. I treasure all of these moments with you. I know I’m drunk but I have had these feelings for so long. Te quiero Y/N,” He confessed. He removed his arm from your waist and used that hand to place it along your jawline, running his thumb over your cheek. You bit your lip, trying to find the right response for him. You knew you loved him too but you were scared. What if this ruins you guys? What if he doesn’t mean any of this? He is drunk. But you couldn’t deny it, you loved this man so much.

“Chris, I’m scared.” You mumbled, trying to shove your head deeper into the pillow, wishing it could swallow you so you could hide.

“Why?” He asks. His brows were furrowed in confusion, and confusion etched on all of his features. Why would you be scared?

“What if this ruins us? What if you don’t really love me?” You question in a soft voice. And that almost broke his heart.

“Nena, I promise whatever happens we will still be us. And I do really love you. Te lo prometo,” He mumbles into your face, nuzzling his against yours. You begin to laugh against him, pulling away from him and noting his once again confused face.

“I love you too...pendejo,” You confessed against his skin. At your choice of words, he pulls away and both of you begin to laugh.

“I may be a pendejo, but at least you love this pendejo.”

~

summary: reader watches an episode without Joel and he gets pouty

warnings: fluff again

note: i’m also going to be posting some angst soon

You smiled down at the precious boy sleeping across from you. You ran your hand through his messy curls and down his arm that was draped across your waist. You noted how adorable he looked, his lips were slightly parted letting out light snores, you swear you have never seen an angel like him look more peaceful. You slowly pick up his arm, laying a kiss on his cheek before moving away from his grip and gently laying his arm back down.

You let out a sigh as you walk down the hall and into the living room. After the nap that both you and Joel had decided to take after a long day of hanging out with the boys, you were very much awake and bored. But you knew your boyfriend was exhausted so you weren’t going to bother him.

You bite your lip as you move to lay down on the couch, scrolling through all the picks on Netflix, until deciding to watch a show that Joel and you were watching together. But he was deeply asleep and hopefully you would finish this episode before he woke up and you could pretend you haven’t seen it yet. You began the episode, curling up on the couch and hiding half of your face in the hoodie you stole from Joel.

You had been almost done with the episode when Joel came out from the hallway, rubbing the sleep from his eyes before focusing on you.

“Well hello, sleeping beauty.” You greeted as he walked towards you, kneeling on the couch before sliding up your legs and stomach and resting his head on your chest.

“Princesa, did you watch our show without me?” He asked realizing what you were doing. He adjusted his head to look up at you, a pout gracing his face. You cringed at yourself for forgetting that he wasn’t supposed to find out.

“Yeah, baby. I’m sorry.” You answered, running a hand through his curls. Your other hand caressed his cheek as he wouldn’t stop pouting.

“Mi amor,” He whined dragging out the last syllable, and you knew it was to annoy you but you couldn’t be annoyed at that boy.

“I’ll make it up to you baby.” You whispered. And at your words, the boy lost his pout and he raised his eyebrows.

“How?” He questioned, worming his way up towards your face eager to see how you would make it up to him. You smirked before pulling him in for a kiss, teasing his bottom lip for entrance until he allowed you. You pulled away before you became putty and began to pepper kisses along his jawline, before moving down to his neck, sucking all of his weak spots. He let out a sigh, moving his head to give you more access. You moved back up along his neck and jaw until you reached his lips.

“There.” You whispered, looking back towards the television, ignoring the look your boyfriend was giving you. But he wasn’t going to let you get off that easily, he smirked to himself, noticing that you were wearing his hoodie. He leaned down and began to kiss your neck before moving to your sweet spot, the one underneath your ear. He knew he won when you let out a light moan. He moved his lips towards your face and placing a slobbery kiss on your cheek.

“That was for stealing my sweater.” He said in between laughs at your reaction.

“Amor!” You whined. Now it was your turn to pout. But as soon as you saw your boy that happy you gave it up and pulled towards you.

“You know it looks better on me anyway.” You whispered in his ear.

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Request: can i get some Richard fluff? like maybe he plans this big elaborate date for you and it goes wrong so you just end up cuddling on the couch instead by: @quisieracnco

Warnings: fluff again lmao

Word count:  1,233

Note: i hope you like! also requests are still open 

Richard sat on the couch surrounded by the other boys, one last night together before they took a break for a week. He scrolled through his contacts before finding your name and sending you a quick text. “What are your plans for the break?” Zabdiel asks Richard, snatching his attention from his phone. Richard lets a smile grace his face as he thought of the plans he had for his girlfriend. He was finally going to see you after a few months apart and he wasn’t going to lie, he missed you like crazy.

“I’m gonna take Y/N out on a date. I just know she has been stressed about me being away for so long and work. She needs a night off.” Richard answers, being honest with his friend. Zabdiel nods his head at Richard.

“What are you plans for the date bro?” Joel questions as he overheard Richard’s answer. You were his best friend so Joel had to make sure it was good enough for you.

“She’s been talking about wanting to go to this new restaurant in town. And then I plan to take her to where we had our first date for dessert. It’s simple but I know she’ll love it.” Richard responds, leaning forward, fingers interlocked. The boys nodded at his plans before deciding to switch topics.

You sat on the edge of the bed, running your fingers through your hair as you waited impatiently for your boyfriend to arrive. It had been a few months since you last saw Richard, and sometimes you guys went days without talking because both of you guys had just been so busy. But this time he was going to be all yours and you were going to be able to spend the week together.

You heard the creaking of the door as it opened and you crossed your legs, waiting for him to walk in. And when he did, it was like you each needed a moment to take in the presence of each other since it had been so long. You noted how his a few strands of hair fell over his eyebrow, brown eyes roaming all over your body, he look tired from the plane ride. And here he was, the man you love, he still looked like your Richard. And as fast as the moment began it ended.

“Princesa!” Richard greeted you as he rushed over to you. His arms wrapped around your frame, pulling you in close. And you did the same, letting a small laugh out as he picked you up. You loved this man so much and having him here in your arms was perfect.

“Baby, I missed you so much.” You whispered as the two of you pulled away and leaned in together, forehead against forehead.

“God, babe I missed you so much more.” He responded, pulling you into a kiss. “And why aren’t you asleep yet baby? It’s almost 2 in the morning.” Richard questioned pulling away and moving the both of you to lay on the bed.

“I wanted to stay up and wait for you. But we should probably go to sleep.” You answered, adjusting yourself to be comfortable in bed before Richard pulled you into him, playing with your hair and whispering sweet words into your ear as you began to fall asleep.

When you woke up, you realized that you were in an empty bed with no Richard in sight. But it was okay because he was probably in the living room watching some T.V. while he waited for you to wake up. You rolled out of bed, sliding into the bathroom and getting ready for the lazy day you expected to have with your boyfriend. You slipped into one of Richard’s boxers, and into one of his shirts before walking towards the living room.

There your boyfriend sat, leaning forward on the couch with a hand placed on his face and his other one held his phone to the ear. You stood back to see what was happening, your boyfriend never looked this stress before.

“What do you mean that our reservation fell through?” Richard asked the person on the other side of the phone. He groaned at their response before deciding to just hang up. How could they do this to him? He just wanted to give you the perfect night out and here it was getting ruined. He leaned back rubbing his face.

“Mi amor, what was that?” You questioned, walking over to your boyfriend, running your hands across his arm when you reached him. He looked at you with sad eyes, he really just needed this for you, and he felt guilty that he wasn’t able to give you that.

“The restaurant called and said our reservation fell through. Baby I am so sorry, I wanted to give you the perfect night but I wasn’t able to.” He apologized. He leaned towards you, placing his head against your chest.

“Richard, I don’t need to go to some fancy restaurant to be happy.” You tell him, running your hand through his hair, smiling down at the boy who had his eyes closed. You knew he wanted to treat you but you just wanted to be with him.

“But you deserve it. I know it’s been hard not being able to see me or even talk to me on some days. And I know work has been stressing you out lately.” He whispered, pulling you closer to him.

“Baby, I understand that we have crazy schedules. But I just need you, we could do anything and I still would be happy. How about we just order some pizza and watch a movie?” You asked, pulling away from him so he would look up at you. He nodded, before sitting back upright, you smiled at the boy, leaning forward to place a kiss on his cheek. “Also we should just have a relaxing day, because I made plans for us to take Aaliyah to an amusement park.” You added.

“Te amo,” He whispered. He leaned his back against the armrest, spreading his arms and legs to let you lay on his chest. You crawled up to him, placing your head in the crook of his neck, one arm wrapping around his shoulder and the other running up and down his chest.

“I love you so much more.” You tell him before placing a soft kiss on his neck. He smiled laying one hand on your hip and the other rubbing your back. It was a small action but he knew how much you loved when he rubbed your back, it always seemed to soothe you.

“Mi amor,” He whispered causing you to lean up slightly to look at him. He looked into your eyes, but also flashed his eyes down to your lips.

“If you wanted a kiss, you could have asked.” You teased, leaning into him. Your lips touched, and that made you melt, he teased your bottom lip, letting his tongue glide over it before grabbing it with his tease, giving it a light bite. You could feel his fingers dig into your hips, pulling you closer towards him. He pulled away from you, before smirking at you.

“So what movie do you want to watch baby?” He questioned.