tim wakes up to the sounds of someone shufflin through the curtis house. quiet. just the sound of a door slidin across the wood floor. the hush shush of a leather jacket brushin against itself. a pendant shiftin on a chain. he lifts his head. just enough to catch the clock through the beam of street light pourin through the slot in the curtain. three ten am.
he shifts. sighs. whatever. if the lil sneak came through the livin room he'd send em back to bed. but if they were smart enough to go out the window he wasn't chasin nobody. god knows soda n pony weren't his responsibility.
but even as he thinks it he knows its a lie. if god was keepin any kinda track he'd also know darry had done plenty of chasin after curly though he didn't need to. tim could at least return the favor.
hes so lost in thought he almost misses it. even when he locks his eyes on the boy slippin down the hall his heart climbs up his throat. turns. dives down to his stomach.
its the blonde hair first. yknow he used to bleach his hair? scratch that. tim was one of the only people who knew that. used to help. glory knows he needed it. used to make it all uneven. near white in parts. yellow at the ends.
n then the jacket. tim had gifted him that. a million years ago. claimed tim'd grown outta it n dumped it on him cause that only way he knew how to accept anythin. glancin n half meant.
his st. christopher glints faintly in the low light. he'd never told tim about that. he feels his chest tightenin. he'd never asked, had he? never bothered?
his name is already on his lips, chokin him, squeezin n suffocatin. "Da-"
pony beats him to it. steps outta the darkness of the hall. all wide eyes n gnawin nervous on his bottom lip. "Tim? Whatta ya doin here?"
n he sounds so. god. what's the right word. like someone who knows exactly where he will come home to. like someone who has never doubted someone loves him. like a version of dallas tim never knew. or maybe never existed at all.
"Go back to bed, Pony." his voice is hoarse, rasps up his throat like rocks over a hard river.
he hesitates, eyes wide. soft at the edges. turns. disappears back into the dark hall.
tim lingers. eyes trailin into the gloom. waitin. wantin. wishin. but he knows better. to want only made a person desperate. n desperate got you-
tim's never been particularly religious. but he prays that night. that that's the last glimpse of dallas winston he ever gets.
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awh hi jade! congrats again on 200+ followers, im so proud of you!! ٩(ˊᗜˋ )و and id like to participate in your mini event if that’s okay👀 and also, id like to request a fourth touch cause heavens knows im touched starved (˃̣̣̥^˂̣̣̥`) id like it be first time cuddling or first time holding hands please! you can choose whichever (.❛ ᴗ ❛.) all of this w/ atsushi please !! 👉👈
personality: can be very contradicting: i’m shy and can be easily flustered, i have a bit of anxiety, but i can also be loud and a lot of fun! i enjoy creating chaos and i like to tease (like how dazai treats chuuya and kunikida) i’m usually very positive, smiley and i love to laugh, but i also tend to make split second decisions constantly leaving me in the mindset of “fuck it” and “oh god why did i do that” + im an ambivert
date ideas: aquarium, festivals, amusement park/carnivals, cafe/bookstores
feelings abt physical touch: i personally love physical touch, but im touch starved so i don’t get a lot of it; im also kinda embarrassed to ask for it too😅🥲
feelings abt flirting: im too shy to actually do any sort of typical flirting, but apparently i do that thing where im flirting but i don’t know it // i think being flirted with (although kinda embarrassing) can be fun, flattering, and kinda cute as long as it’s not too overbearing and inappropriate
crushes: yes, i do try to hide it when i have a crush on someone; when im around the person, i act as i usually act around them so that they and nobody else knows
I HATE THAT THIS IS SO LONG JADE TAKE UR TIME ON THIS EVENT ILY BYE <33
First Touches with Atsushi Nakajima (#3)
A/N: Hiiii Star! ⊙０⊙ Wow, I didn't expect you to request for my event, I'm so excited to see you here!!!! So yeah, of course you can participate, I hope you like it!!! One Atsushi coming right up for you, dear 🥰. And please, don't worry about this being long at all, it's just the amount of information that I need <3
Pairings: Atsushi x gn!reader
Genre: tooth-rotting fluff
Warnings: none
200 followers mini event
Let's say you are a new waitress at the Café Uzumaki...
In general, Atsushi and you are a lovely pair of people to watch interact with each other. It's either a bunch of shy, polite smalltalk and short, awkward silence in between topics, or Atsushi getting flustered by your sunny, seemingly carefree and bold demeanour. If anyone decides to observe you for a longer period of time, it becomes clear he's always looking out for you when you are together, ready to hold you back from any shenanigans you might regret the next second...
The first time you touched hands equalled the first time you met. It was your first day at Uzumaki's and even though the kind café owner had assured you you would do just fine, you were as nervous as possible - and your new co-worker Lucy's rather grumpy face wasn't helping to soothe your anxiety at all. You hadn't dared to strike a conversation yet and even though you had been assured by your superior that she was a nice girl that just needs to warm up to people, you didn't want to take the chance to be yelled at at your first day. Which meant that you were currently trying your best not avoid her by any cost while also trying to work as efficiently as possible. This had ultimately been your doom: You had stumbled over your own damn two feet when you came out of the storage room, spilling coffee beans all over the ground just as the doorbell rang.
Deeply embarrassed, you hurried to kneel down and gather them as fast as you could, not wanting to look up to meet possibly taunting faces. Which was the reason you didn't even register how someone knelt down beside you to help you at first, completely overhearing their kind mutter of "I'm so sorry for startling you, please let me help." It was only when you reached to put another hand full of coffee beans into the bag that you suddenly felt something utterly unexpected - not just the smooth surface of the beans, but also a warm hand brushing yours. Your eyes locked as you both looked up at the same time. And oh god, that was a truly beautiful pair of eyes you were looking into.
Later, no one would be able to determine who had lowered their gaze first, but two things were clear: First, it had taken the both of you a few seconds of surprised, enchanted staring to look away. And secondly, you were both furiously blushing by now.
The first time you touched his cheek was a few weeks later. After the initial awkwardness of your first encounter, you slowly started to warm up to each other. The getting-along part wasn't the problem - you got along splendidly - but it was difficult to get to know each other better when none of you dared to get out of their shell to ask questions at first. Slowly, but surely though, you started to have your extroverted moments around him as the agency members were frequent guests at Uzumaki's, which helped Atsushi to relax around you as well something he seemed to have a particular hard time doing around you...
It was one of those evenings that it happened. Atsushi was currently alone at the table as his colleagues had to leave on short notice for a new case, leaving him back to finish his desert. Since the café was rather empty, you decided to take a moment so sit with him and talk, chatting away about whatever came to your mind. Suddenly, your spotted a few crumbs of cake hanging just in the corner of Atsushi's mouth and leaned forward without giving it a second thought. "Oh, wait you've got something right there, hang on", you happily chirped while wiping the corner of his mouth with your thumb.
It was the moment you leaned back that realization struck you like a thunder bolt, leaving you like a deer in headlights. And he wasn't any better, frozen in place after your gesture, looking at you with the most genuinely puzzled and flustered expression.
"OH MY GOD I'M SO SORRY!"
Let's just say it took him a while to make you un-bury your face from your hands, trying in vain to hide your blush.
The first time you cuddled was rather unexpected. Four months had passed since your first meeting, and a few days since tiger boy had worked up the courage to officially ask you out. You still felt a smile spread on your lips whenever you remember how he stumbled over his own words, desperately trying to get his point across without putting any pressure on you. It had tempted you terribly to tease him a bit, but you had reconsidered after realizing that you were just as nervous and could barely get your "Yes, I'd like that - going out with you, I mean" out.
Today was the day that was meant to be your first day. It was nothing fancy at all, just sitting at Uzumaki's after closing hours, drinking decaf and play some board games, but considering how busy the agency currently was, you were both more than glad to have that time for yourselves. And event though you were both kind of awkward at the start, you soon managed to break the ice over some heated rounds of card games, which ended in giggles and laughter. You played until late into the night. At some point, you found an excuse to sit down besides him rather than in front of him, a subtle hint for him to take your hand or lay an arm around him. But Atsushi's shyness got the better of him...until your eyes began to close by themselves. Yes, you were having a hard time staying awake, but you didn't want the evening to end...still, you couldn't fight back for long.
The next thing you were aware of was a pair of arms holding you in the most careful and shy way you had ever been held. Your head rested on a warm shoulder, softly padded by Atsushi's hoodie. As you looked up, you realized you must've been asleep for quite some time, as he had fallen asleep as well. Enchanted by the peace his sleeping features showed and hazed by your own tiredness, you gave in to sleep again.
When you were found in the next morning, you were closely snuggled up to each other, sleeping on one of the padded benches.
The first time you kissed was on your third date a few weeks later. Atsushi had finally gotten some time off the agency and when he proposed to go to an amusement park with a bashful smile, you had practically started bouncing up and down due to the excitement. Looking forward to this date had been what kept you full of motivation and happiness the whole week, much to the delight of your customers and co-workers. And you weren't to be dissapointed. Your date was a full success. Atsushi was happy to comply to you dragging him around the park, letting you choose all the activities. He was in awe with everything since it was maybe his third time at such a place and showing him the best attractions became your favourite past-time. You shared cotton candy, screamed at the rollercoasters and spent almost an hour at a haunted-house-labyrinth both of you regretted entering in the first place.
Your last attraction you decided to visit was the ferris wheel, a gigantic construction twinkling against the by now dark night sky. You scooted close to him as your cabin took off. But soon, you almost forgot the height - the view was breath-taking. It showed all of Yokohama's nightly skyline up until it met the sea. You turned around to share your awe with Atsushi - and realized he was actually looking at you. There was the softest expression on his face, his eyes glistening in the low lights of the city behind you. Suddenly, it was just pure intuition guiding you, leaning closer, against his chest, and closing your eyes before you could chicken out. He hesitated for just a second, checking if he had your consent, before lightly pressing his lips against yours. It was a shy and clumsy kiss, but it was warm and loving and you didn't stop until your cabin met the ground again.
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It wasn’t like Emmy was actively looking for romance, with everything else going on in her life. But, she couldn’t hard tell her best friend no when Wren had practically begged her to let loose for the night, keeping Jareth company on his birthday. And, now that the evening had passed into a new day, she was glad she had done so.
She’d woken up in Jareth’s bed, in the same clothes she’d worn to the apartment, sometimes after three in the afternoon. She was embarrassed, naturally, to have slept for so long in a stranger’s bed, but after the night they’d had, baking in the kitchen and just enjoying being in the same room together, he hardly felt like a stranger. Especially with the way he had held her, before she’d fallen asleep.
She’d been in the process of sneaking out, deciding she’d overstayed her welcome since Jareth had probably been awake for hours already, when she spotted Wren in the kitchen. Swallowing her pride, she ran her fingers through her hair, tidying her appearance slightly, before entering, standing in the doorway. “He’s cute.” She said simply, knowing she was probably looking forward to hearing how it had went, if the lop-haired boy hadn’t already told her. ( @wrendigobird )
The kid next door ran across my yard to greet me, wearing rain boots and carrying an umbrella. “Be careful! There’s a puddle,” I said. She laughed, looked at me funny, and stomped in the puddle. I laughed, being reminded of what it’s like to be a kid and to make fun your number one priority. Even when it comes to muddy puddles.
