girlfriend!hot pants who's mean and intimidating and an actual cutie ꒰ ୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ
oh, she loves you so much!
cw: modern au, all cute and fluffy, everyone get hot pants pilled now
Hot Pants' friends didn't believe that she had a girlfriend, there was no way that she, with her sharp tongue and protective personality, found someone who tolerate her. Her whole way of moving is rough, she talks back at people and maybe abuses her sarcasm a little too much.
So when she arrived with you at the bar, with your hands intertwined and a pretty smile not only on your face but on hers the whole group went quiet for a second. You could feel their eyes on you both, waiting for the punchline or something. Hot Pants squeezed your fingers a little tighter and leaned close to your ear.
"If you're uncomfortable or you think they're weird, we leave," she reassures you, then plants a kiss in your temple.
One of her friends gasps at that, arching his eyebrows.
You just giggled, pressing closer to her side in the booth after awkward presentations. Your girlfriend looked so good tonight, even if she just throw a pink top and some black jeans, you can't help to crush on her even now that she's yours.
Her arm slipped around your waist, thumb rubbing circles on your hip under the table where no one could see.
The same guy who gasped at the littlest affection, leaned on the table, sipping on a bright blue drink. "So how did you end up with her?" He squinted his eyes at you, then at Hot Pants. "I mean, you're kinda terrifying on a good day.
Hot Pants shot him a look. "Watch it. That's my girl you're talking to."
You blushed hard, hiding your face against her shoulder for a second. Then you told them how you met in the book shop where you work, Hot Pants came almost every day asking you for recommendations and it was you the one who asked for her number. Texts at night, cute dates in cafés and other things you don't bother mentioning.
After finishing your story and seeing the blank faces of her three friends, you shrugged your shoulders, asking: "I don't understand why you say she's mean. She's always kind to me."
"She hit me with my own cane once," one of them added right after your comment.
You shot Hot Pants a look and she playfully avoided your gaze, trying to explain to you that her friend definitely deserved that hit for being fucking annoying.
They just didn't get it. They never saw how she woke you up with soft kisses on your forehead, or how she brought you your favorite snacks after a long day without you even asking. With you, she was gentle, protective in the best way, you were her whole world and she would fight anyone who tried to mess with that.
The night went on like that, her friends kept asking questions about how domestic Hot Pants can be. And she stayed glued to you, laughing at your jokes and ordering your drink exactly how you like it.
Every now and then she would tuck a strand of hair behind your ear and say something like: "You're too cute for this place, baby. But I'm glad you're here with me."
You didn't understand why everyone else saw her as this intimidating force. To you, she was just yours. Sweet, caring and completely in love.
a/n: johhny definitely deserved that hit i promise you guys
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pregnancy freak Johnny who helps you when you shower. he sits you on his lap and washes your hair. rubs your back and belly and all the places that are a bit more challenging for you to reach now that your baby bump is bigger. you can handle it yourself but he insists and always joins. he reminds you how beautiful you are, if not by words it’s by actions—he never fails to get hard and he always fucks you just the way you like, gets you off before cleaning you up. he helps you dry yourself and applies your lotion for you, rubs it gently along the length of your legs as you sit at the edge of the bed, comfortably spreading and your belly hanging between your legs…you’re just so damn pretty with his child inside you and yet again he looks at you with hungry eyes..as if it’s not you but him going through all the hormonal changes…you wonder how his cock can even keep up with this pace—he wants you all the time, every day…“we just showered”, you have to remind him. “we can shower again, i’ll clean my mess”, he promises. <3
How you were able to finally touch Gyro hair whenever you please : fluff
Gyro doesn’t let just anyone touch his hair. You are the only exception. It’s wasn’t easy becoming the exception either. You’ve been continuously asking for months. Asking to braid it,brush it, style it, and wash it . It was always “ no ,no,no , and no” . He doesn’t let another lady ride valkyrie much less touch his hair.It’s wasn’t until he came home one day full of mud. He riding through the forest and was hit with a branch causing him to fall into a pond fall of mud. You can tell he was irritated and went straight to bathe. With the door left open you peak inside and see that he was struggling to wash his hair. So you decide this your opportunity. You quietly sneak up behind him and lather your hand with shampoo. You touch his scalp and he gets startled. Of course, he begins to object. But you persist and continue to massage his scalp. His objection began to quiet down. He tells this “ first and last time you’ll do this”. You just roll your eyes and respond “okay”. As you continue to massage his scalp , you notice him becoming less tense. He shoulders relax, he dips a little lower into the bath tub, close his eyes and tilts his back onto the edge of the tub.
You realized this is infact not the last time you’ll touch his luscious hair.
