"I want to feed you." John looks up from his plate with a small hum, prompting you yo continue speaking. "I know you can do it yourself, but you take care of me so well... feeding you would make me feel like I'm taking care of you."
John chuckles fondly at your hesitant tone of voice, gently sliding his plate towards you. "Go ahead, love." You immediately take the fork and knife, cutting up his steak and spearing a bite for him. When you raise it to his lips, your eyes shine happily, watching as he eats off the fork with a satisfied hum.
"Is it good?"
"Always is, love. Another bite?" John grunts, which makes you giggle happily.
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i wrote a fanfic!
it’s a sxf au of what would happen if a retired twilight was tasked with protecting a certain troublesome child. it’s got fluff, it’s got angst, and it’s got romance (a lil bit)!!!! >:D
it’s got 22,000 words, 11 chapters, and is completely finished. i hope you enjoy :))))
Love shoving my fingers in a good boy's mouth, just violating that hole, spreading my fingers wide and making him lick between them, while I also violently make out with him. This. Is. Mine. >: )
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If you look, closely, you can see that Petey is trying to eat the beautiful, white moth, that landed on her a moment ago. She's, usually, not that aggressive. Maybe she's trying to kiss it... I know the moth did not see it that way because it flew away, from her, very quickly 🤣🤣🤣
Summary: In which, they both got what they wanted for so long. Each other.
Warnings: pining, fluff,
Wordcount: 1.2k
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The apartment was quiet only the clutter of the dishes in the sink keeping his thoughts from drifting too far away from reality. The bottle grew warm in his hands as Eli was sat on the couch, watching the dark screen of the TV. Soft music was playing in the background. Grounding him for a second in time before the morning would come again and the stress of the new album would return.
His eyes flew over the room. The dirty plates were cleaned and put away hours ago, when everyone was still around. They’d done it together. It was one of the first conversation they had that evening, besides the usual greetings.
It was a get together, a quiet evening, to find peace in all the chaos and catch up with old friends who were left behind the last couple of months because of the album. She had offered to stay a bit longer than the others to help him clean up and then he got a text from Bobby: ‘It’s your chance, man’
Sighing and throwing his head back at the thought of what this meant now, Eli let his eyes wander further. Her shoes were still messily thrown on the floor in front of the door. Footsteps came nearer and soon enough, she plopped down next top him. Right in the middle of his vision.
“You alright, rock star?” she asked, giggling slightly at his tired look and lulled back head.
“All’s good,” he answered, not looking away from her.
“What’s on your mind then?” The room went quiet and for a moment he thought that dying would be better than speaking in that moment. So much could go wrong, so much could fall apart. But Rob’s words still hung in his head and the other lads agreement were slow backing vocals he couldn’t get rid off.
‘She likes you too, man,’ Rob said on one late evening in the studio as they tried figuring out a section of a song.
‘How would you know?’
‘Talked to her the other night and well, she said, that you were way too cool for her. I guess that say enough.’
‘What you talking about?’ Ryan came in just as Eli was about to answer and dismiss Rob’s words. Sitting down next to them with fresh coffee in his hands, Josh carrying in the other two cups.
‘Eli fancies Y/n and he doesn’t want the possibility to be true that she likes him back,’ Rob answered, making Eli groan in frustration of his words. They were true, still haunting.
‘Oh, she definitely likes you,’ Josh cut into the conversation. ‘Why else would she willingly spent two months on tour with us?’
‘Because we’re all friends?’ Eli suggested.
‘Because she wants you to notice her as more than that,’ Ryan corrected him.
‘Think about it,’ they all said before going back to the song, but his mind was still stuck there.
He was still stuck in the same conversation as she sat down next to him, watching with curiosity of what was going through his head, when all he was thinking about was her. She wanted it to know too, when she couldn’t forget the way they laughed together earlier that evening and how he didn’t ask her to leave yet.
It had to be something, right?
It had to mean something more than boredom to him, right?
“Do you ever -” Eli started, looking away and down to his fingers. “Have you ever thought of doing the most stupid thing in your life that you hope you won’t regret?”
“How do you mean that?”
“Nothing, it’s stupid,” he pushed the question away.
“No, it’s not. What are you talking about?”
“What if one person is all I have in life but I don’t even know if I have that person fully?”
“You’re in love?” she guessed, averting her gaze from him now too. If he was to confess, she didn’t want to see his face while thinking about it. She couldn’t see the happiness in his eyes if it wasn’t because of her.
“I guess, yes. I just-” he swallowed hard like the words he wanted to say were ought to be put away, still they came tumbling out seconds later. “I can’t stop thinking about what life would be like if- if I got to call her more than a friend.”
“We’ve been friends for so long and I don’t think I’ve ever seen you like that before,” she joked, nudging his shoulder and trying to lighten the tension that hung between them.
“They say the prey is always the most oblivious.”
Silence.
He was met with nothing but silence and it seemed like they were back at the beginning. Back then, when she was too shy to talk to him properly and every time he tried to make conversation it wouldn’t last longer than a few sentences.
“What?”
“All I got is you and I don’t know what to think of it,” he said, turning to her. Cursing himself for trusting Rob when seeing the shocked look all over her face. “What do you think about it?”
“I’d call it old news,” she started, heart thumbing in her chest, “but I wouldn’t mind being called more than your friend.”
“Old news, huh?” He laughed, recalling the conversation once more, laughing at the version of him who was too afraid to admit anything to even his closest friends. “Well, new headline: What about I call you mine from now on?” Winking at the end of her sentence and cringing at his own words, but it came to his head and at that moment he wasn’t afraid of saying anything anymore.
Doubling over in response and laughing at his attempt of flirting like they were strangers in a bar, she couldn’t help herself but lean forward. Closer to him.
As out of instinct, Eli wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her into his lap as he started laughing too. Holding her close and letting himself fall into the melody of her happiness. He couldn’t believe himself, but it worked better than he could’ve imagined. Because now, she was laying in his lap, looking up at him with the biggest smile he had ever seen directed towards him.
“I wouldn’t mind being yours,” she whispered, cradling his neck and pulling him down. Closer to her face, closer to her lips. Until they met and all fear was forgotten between them.
It was just them now, in an empty apartment late at night with the whole city asleep. Letting themself love the other uncontrollably for the first time in their lives. And neither planned on stopping anytime soon.
Definitely not when they pulled away and smiles spread on both their faces at just the other being so close. Her hands running through his hair, slightly tucking at the ends to make him notice her want for more. She wanted him and wanted her.
