#voidangxlss

╰┈➤ a part of my valentines special!

pairings(s)- Stiles Stilinski x reader

Summary- You had always been popular but somehow for Valentine’s Day you had no date. A certain buzzcut boy fixes that.

category- fluff

warnings- American school system, season 1 Stiles, kissing, not proofread

word count: 3546

masterlist; valentines special; teen wolf masterlist; taglist

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You had always been one of the popular kids, ever since elementary school. All the girls and guys wanted you unless they didn't swing that way, and it only got worse as you got older.

Ever since Elementary school you've had Valentine's, of course back then and throughout most of middle school you didn't go on dates or anything it was either a playdate or a simple exchange of cards and sweets. Then when you got to freshman year you went on an actual date for Valentine's Day, just you and a boy.

Now you were in your Sophomore year of high school and Valentine's Day was tomorrow. People had been asking you to be their date for the special holiday but you blew everyone off. You didn't know why you did that this time around, usually the first cute one to ask you out you would say yes and get on with it because you knew a real relationship would never come out of it. No one ever fit your standards.

The people who would ask you out were either A. Only asking you out because you were popular or B. Thought they would get sex, C. So full of themselves, or D. Just wasn't your type, personality and looks wise.

No one knew the real you though, they saw you as this popular girl who loved to shop and only cared about her looks and boys. In reality you loved to read, you were smarter than what people thought, you loved movies, you loved music and you loved obsessing over anything that interests you. You wanted a guy who saw that, you wanted a guy who had some of the same interests.

So this year, without even realizing you had been saying no to every contender you ended up dateless. You had a Valentine every year but somehow it his year you didn't and you cursed yourself for that.

You were currently on the Lacrosse field, sitting on the bleachers with Lydia and Allison. The three of you sat close to the players bench this time around, you didn't know why when you guys usually sat towards the middle but o'well.

"I cant believe you don't have a date, you've had a date every year since like Kindergarten" Lydia scoffs

In response you groan while Allison looks between the two of you confused. "what are you guys talking about?" Allison laughs slightly

You toll your eyes and spare a quick glance at Lydia before looking towards Allison. "I don't have a date for Valentines Day, and I always have a date for Valentine's Day" you tell her in annoyance, emphasizing the word 'always'

Lydia looks at you with a bored look while Allison tilts her head and looks at you confused, the three of you unaware of the listening ears.

"Ive seen people asking you out? Like multiple people" Allison acknowledges in a confused tone. She didn't understand why you were so upset and why you hadn't said yes to anyone and frankly you didn't have an answer and you were also just as confused if not more confused on why you were so upset.

You were about to respond when Lydia cuts you off "shes said no to everybody" she says in a bored tone. You roll your eyes and move your eyes from Allison to the redhead next to you.

"I didn't want to go out with any of them" you try to defend yourself but you knew that it wasn't like you. You turn and adjust yourself but when you do so you accidentally kick your school bag off of the bleachers and onto the floor. "shit" you hiss, getting off of the bleachers to pick it up.

When you get up you notice a pair of hands reaching for your things. You crouch down in front of the person, also reaching forward to pick up your things. The person in front of you looks up at you and you look at them, you recognized him from classes, his name was Stiles.

The boy looks down and your things, back up at you then back down to your things. You grab your bag and he hands you the pen and notebook that fell out of it with a barely audible 'here'

"thank you, Stiles" You say, giving him a smile and grabbing your things from his hands, putting them into your bag. At your words the boys jaw drops and he looks at you in shock "you know my name?" he asks, his tone dripping surprise

You let out a laugh and throw your bag over your shoulder. "yeah, we've went to school together since Kindergarten" you point out while letting out a small laugh.

All Stiles could do in that moment was stand there in shock, his hands by his side and his jaw dropped. Being this close to you first of all sent his mind into static but you knowing his name completely sent his body into haywire. Also when he overhead the fact that you didn't have a Valentines date he went short circuited a bit, he knew he never stood a chance but that didn't stop him from being happy that you weren't going to be with anyone else. Although he didn't understand why you didn't have a date and it made him upset that you seemed upset over it.

He suddenly felt a quick touch on his nose which broke him out of his trance. You had touched him, you had booped his nose, I mean you didn't make the sound but you still did it! He blinks heavily and takes a deep breath "what?" he asks, he could have sworn you said something.

You let out another laugh at him, god this was embarrassing him so bad. "I asked if you were okay"

Stiles's posture straightens and he scoffs slightly, his voice raising an octave when he spoke "What? of course I'm okay, I'm completely fine, I'm great actually."

You nod along unconvinced to his words "right, well I'll see you" you say, turning around so you could step back onto the bleachers with your friends but you were cut off when Stiles speaks again.

"so uh um h-how are you?" Stiles asks, stuttering over his words. Out of embarrassment he puts one hand on his hip while the other scratches his head. He knew how you were, he overheard your conversation with Lydia and Allison, he knew you were upset but truthfully he didn't want the conversation between you guys to end.

You turn around and face him again with a small, barely noticeable smile but Stiles noticed it, he noticed everything. "I could be better" you say honestly, looking him up and down slightly.

Stiles face pulls into a frown, no he didn't want you to go out with anyone other than him because he hopelessly in love with him but he also didn't want to see you upset. "Im sorry" He says

You pull a forced smile and shrug your shoulders at him "its okay" There was a silence that followed after and you were about to turn around once again but Stiles started to ramble.

"Look i'm sorry but I overheard your conversation with Lydia and Allison and I can take you out on a date tomorrow if you'd like. I don't even know why I asked that, you wouldn't want to go out with me now I'm just making a total fool of myself and I'm going to stop talking now"

You look at the boy in front of you in shock, you take a breath and let out a small laugh "are you done?" you ask gently and all Stiles could do was nod hurriedly at you, still seemingly embarrassed. You nod back at him and smile "do you really want to take me on a date?" you ask him, tilting your head at him and analyzing him

"Are you kidding? Anyone would be lucky to go on a date with you" Stiles scoffs, shocked that you were even asking him that question.

You pause, your eyes light up with a certain feeling and your stomach flutters. Making a decision you reach into your bag and grab a pen. You then grab his arm. He looks down at your hand touching his arm then up at you in shock with wide eyes. You pull his arm close to you and begin writing your phone number as well as your address on his arm with a heart. You click your pen and put it back into your bag then turn to Stiles shocked form who was staring at his arm in amazement "pick me up 7 tomorrow" you tell him with a wide smile, then turning around and sitting back with your friends.

"Stilinski!" Coach screams, barely able to break the boy out of his trance. Stiles stumbles when his name was called but doesn't even glance at the coach, instead he looks over at you with a growing smile and wide eyes. "Stilinski! My grandma hears better than you!"Coach shouts for him again. You give the boy a smile and a raise of your brows, he then finally turns around and heads towards coach, not without almost falling on the way there.

It was now the next day, aka Valentine's Day. You had just finished getting ready and it was almost getting close to 7, the time you told Stilinski to pick you up. You were dressed in a baby pink turtleneck, a black skirt, a black leather jacket, and pink closed toe heels. For accessories you wore some basic jewelry and your normal makeup. It was 6:50 and you heard a car pull into your driveway.

You look out of your window and spot Stiles talking to himself in his car. A smile makes its way onto your face, he was earlier and he was hyping himself up, it was adorable.

While you wait for it to get closet to 7 you tidy up your already clean room and put your purse onto your shoulder. When you got to your front door you open it and see Stiles standing on the other side of it with 2 different flower bouquets in hand. Your brows furrow and you tilt your head, giving him a confused look but when you get a look at the flowers a big smile makes its way onto your face. Stiles looks up in shock and slight fear when you open the door. "hi" he breathes out, looking you up and down. Hi" you respond.

Stiles then seems to sober up and take in a deep breath. "I got you Roses and Tulips. Roses because those are like the flower of romance and valentines or whatever and then Tulips because I know those are your favorites. Oh! and I got it in purple because thats your favorite color."

You look at him in shock, Tulips were your favorite flower but how did he know that. You knew you should probably be slightly scared that he knew your favorite flower considering you guys have never spoke in your life but you weren't, you were touched. Every Valentine's Day the person either got you Roses or nothing. The only person who knew of the little things about you such as your favorite flower was Lydia, or so you thought. He also knew your favorite color, you didn't know how he knew these things but truly you didn't care. With a smile you gently reach out and grab both bouquets from his hand and bring them up to your nose. "Thank you" you whisper, looking down at the flowers in thought. "Come in while I put these in water" you say, looking up at him and walking further into the house

Grabbing 2 vases you fill it with water while Stiles stands across from you awkwardly, his hands tucked into his pockets. He wore black formal pants as well as a black sweater tucked into it. Once the vases were filled with water you begin putting the flowers into their respected vase. "How did you know my favorite flower?" you ask softly, looking up from the flowers and towards him.

Stiles looks up from the floor to look at you "You were talking to Lydia about it in class once. You were sitting behind me and complaining about how there are no Tulip fields in the area." he tells you and now you vaguely remember that conversation. "I know I probably look crazy but-" Stiles goes to speak again but you cut him off as you add the last flower "No, its sweet" you reassure him in a soft voice. You felt flattered.

The two of you then make your way out of the house and into Stile's jeep, but not without him holding the doors open for you. When Stiles started the care you noticed him nervously twitching and tapping his finger against the wheel.

You click your tongue and look towards the anxious boy with a smile "you don't have to be nervous."

Stiles quickly looks over at you then back at the road, his tapping and anxious movements stopping in the process. "Its kinda hard not to" he lets out a breathy laugh

Tilting your head you look at him in thought and a little confusion "why?" you ask. Stiles's head jerks back in confusion and he glances at you in shock, shocked that you were even asking that question. "because your you and i've had the biggest crush on you since elementary school" he scoffs thoughtfully, not out of anger. His tone sounding reminiscent and insecure.

At his words you're bewildered and your face confronts into bafflement. You would like to think of yourself as a very observant and thoughtful person, although you were popular didn't mean you were like Lydia and didn't notice anything unless it involved you. Not that it was a bad thing, it just wasn't you. But to think that the boy beside you, the same boy that had already topped all dates ever and its only been 10 minutes has had a fat crush on you for years on end now and you didn't notice shocks you to your core. "I didn't know that" you respond to him quietly.

Throughout the drive the two of you actually had nice conversation, you laughed and talked comfortably. Truthfully you have never been able to talk to a guy like you are with Stiles, it was new but it was refreshing. For Stiles this whole thing was a shock, he couldn't believe he had actually talked to his long time crush let alone take her on a date. On top of that talking to you was so easy, easier than he thought. Of course he was internally freaking out the entire time and he would be for the rest of the night but he was way less scared than he thought he would be, you relaxed him. On your end you felt like you didn't have to pretend, usually you would have to refrain from talking about something or making a certain joke but with Stiles you didn't have to. Unlike all of the dates you've ever been on this one felt real, this one felt true, like there was an actual connection between you guys and not just physical attraction, it was nice.

The two of you arrived at the restaurant you guys would be eating dinner at, you go to get out of the car but Stiles reaches forward and gently grabs onto your wrist "stay there" he says quickly, looking at you in offense. He then jumps out of the car and quickly rounds your side, opening the door for you and holding your hand as you step out. "you look beautiful" Stiles says as the two of you walk into the restaurant.

You turn your head to your right so you could look at him. "Thank you" you speak softly, currently unable to think of anything else to say.

"you're always beautiful by the way, not just right now" He tells you, stammering slightly while seemingly very honest. You couldn't help but blush and smile at the boy, no gut had ever truly had this effect on you.

Dinner between the two of you went very well. You guys sat, talked, laughed and blushed the entire time. No one had ever made you feel the things you felt tonight, no one had ever made you feel so seen, no one had ever made you laugh so much. Stiles still had no clue how he ended up in this position with his long term crush. She made him feel normal, she made him laugh, she geeked out with him about nerdy things, she was the only girl who ever made him feel things like this. Neither of you wanted the night to end. "I knew you liked Marvel because of your keychain but wow, its still shocking" Stiles says

From across the table you looked at him with a shocked expression. "You noticed my keychain?" you asked, with a small shocked laugh.

"Of course I did, you've been wearing it on your bag for years" Stiles says with a small shake of his head, not even aware of the weight of his words.

When dinner came to a close answer the both of you were now back into Stiles jeep in the parking lot you spoke up. "Ive never said this on a date before but, I don't want this to end honestly" you say with a quiet laugh, trying your best to cover your disappointment.

Stiles puts his car into drive "good, because we have one more stop" He tells you, pulling out of the parking lot and driving to wherever. After somewhat of a short drive, Stiles pulls into the parking lot of a school, Beacon Hills Elementary school to be exact. The elementary school you guys went to.

You look towards the school then towards the boy in the drivers seat out of confusion. "what are we doing at the elementary school?"

"I just thought we could sit and talk on the playground, it's closed and we would be able to spend more time together." He shrugs, looking over at you. He gets out of the car and comes around to your side, letting you out then the both of you walk towards the playground.

You guys sat on the swings for a little bit, just talking. Thought after a smile it became silent for a moment, so you decided to speak "why did you decide to come here?" you ask, swinging slightly with your feet still hitting the ground

Stiles looks up from his shoes and over at you "this is technically where me first met, and where my crush on you started" Stiles brings a hand to his head, nervously rubbing at his neck.

"thats really romantic actually" you respond softly, looking over at his swaying figure on the swing with a smile.

The night was now over, the two of you left the school after being there for about an hour, just talking and laughing. Now you guys were in your driveway, having just pulled it. "I had a lot of fun tonight. Thank you for taking me out, you didn't have to." You tell him as you grab your purse into your hand.

"Of course I did, I wanted to" He looks into yours eyes with a serious expression. He wanted to make sure you knew that he didn't just ask you out for the hell of it or because he overheard that you didn't have a date, he truly wanted to and he has since he was a small child. "I had fun tonight too" A smile breaks out onto his face and the same thing happens to you

The two of you were sat in the seats of the car, facing each other just looking into the others eyes with smiles on your faces. It was late and you both had school the next day, the date needed to come to an end. With a smile still on your face your hand reaches forward at the same time as your face begins to swiftly move forward. Your lips meet Stiles's cheek in a quick peck, your hand resting on the side of his face at the same time.

When you pull away Stiles was looking at you with a bewildered expression, jaw dropped, blush coating his cheeks, eyes wide and practically in the shape of hearts. "you should ask me out again sometime" you tell him as you step out of the car.

With his jaw still dropped he nods at you quickly, unable to form words. You kissed him on the cheek, AND you wanted to see him again!? "I will" he responds in a whisper, one in which you could hardly hear. His anxious and enamored expression and acts were adorable and you loved them, they warmed your heart.

"goodnight Stiles" You call out as you walk towards the front door of your house, looking over at him to see his still shocked expression from inside the car.

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╰┈➤ requested!

pairings(s)- stiles stilinski x reader

Summary- You and Stiles have been talking recently but he finds out who your dad is.

category- fluff

warnings- american school system, coach, greenberg, slight shy!stiles, not proofread

word count: 2656

masterlist; teen wolf masterlist; taglist

Italics- flashback/memory

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You had switched to Beacon Hills High School during your sophomore year of high school. Your father is a coach and teacher for Beacon Hills so you went to a different school, you and your dad (mostly you) thinking it was for the best.

But you hated it, the reachers were annoying, the school was crazy strict and you just didn't fit within the school so you asked your dad if you could transfer to Beacon Hills where be taught at. He was more than overjoyed to now have you attending his school, he signed the transfer papers fairly quickly.

You had only transferred at the beginning of the school year, showing up for the first day like any of the normal students.

Now it was the 3rd month of school and no one knew you were Coach Finstocks daughter except for the two of you, and the principal. Your parents split up when you were little, your dad getting full custody of you though you do see your mom here and there. When you were born you got your mothers last name, something to do with her culture or the way she was raised so that was another reason no one knew you were Bobby's daughter, you guys didn't have the same last name.

When you arrived at the school your attention was immediately taken by a certain boy. His name was Stiles Stilinski. As soon as you saw him you thought he was the most attractive guy you've ever seen, everything about him was literally perfect in your eyes. So what did you do? You talked to him...but not until like a month and a half of school had already passed

On the first day of school when you walked into class is when you noticed him, you also noticed him staring. So you walked towards the empty seat behind him and sat down. That day when you had sat in that seat, he and his friend turned around slightly and you just gave them a smile.

Almost 2 months had passed since the first say of school and that was when the two of you first spoke. The both of you remembered that day distinctly.

You walked to your usual seat in first person and sat down, right behind Stiles like usual. When the teacher began class you took a breath. You had finally grown the balls to talk to him, since he wasn't going to be the one to do it. Leaning forward slightly in your seat, your hand reaches forward and gently taps his shoulder twice, your hand lingering on his shoulder for a moment, not enough for someone else to notice, but enough for just the both if you to notice.

The boy quickly turned around, he knew it had to have been you since you sat behind him but when he turned around and actually got view of you actually trying to talk to him he lost his breath. His mouth dropped open slightly, his jaw slightly moving as if he was trying to talk but the poor boy just couldn't get the words out.

In response to his awkwardness you let a smile overcome your face, trying your best to not laugh at his expression. "do you have a pencil I could borrow?" you ask quietly, careful not to disturb the teachers lesson. Now, after a while of wanting to talk to him all you did was ask if you could barrow a pencil (which you had in your bag anyways), but it was better than nothing!

Stiles's mouth snaps shut and he swallows, nodding quickly he turns around and grabs a perfectly sharpened pencil out of his bag. He turns back around rapidly and holds the pencil up between the two of you like it was a prize. The smile on your face grows wider all while he just stares at you with wide eyes, as if he's in a trance. You reach forward and grab the pencil from his hand, purposely making your hand graze against his. The boys expression hadn't changed, still looking at you as if you were a princess or something.

Stiles could have sworn his heart skipped a beat and no actually probably stopped when he turned around to see you looking at him with a gentle expression.

He had wanted to talk to you since the very first day of school when he saw you. Before that day he had never seen you, so clearly you were new to Beacon Hills, or at least new to the high school. He just never had the guts to actually speak to you, he was never good with girls. Especially very pretty ones like you. When he first turned towards you he couldn't tear his eyes off of you, you were up close and asking him a question and you looked like a princess. In that moment he would do anything you asked, when you asked for a pencil and finally snapped him out of his haze he was grateful. One of those reasons being because he thought he looked like an idiot staring at you like that, and second because he really liked your voice.

From that point forward the two of you spoke regularly. After a couple of days you guys ended up exchanging numbers and you talked 24/7. He still didn't know that your dad was one of his teachers and his coach but you were going to tell him soon.

Last week Stiles was shockingly able to ask you on a date. You were shocked that he was able to stand in front of you and get the words out but you obviously said yes, happily. And when he got that answer he lit up like a kid at a candy store and did a celebratory movement. You had compromised a day in which you knew your dad wouldn't be home, you didn't want your dad to know just yet and you didn't think Stiles would want to be heavily interrogated on your first date.

The date had went great, the two of you were just as amazing together as you were outside of romantic feelings. Although you guys just recently met, both of you could see a great relationship together and it was definitely something you both wanted to explore.

Just five days after your date with Stiles it was now a Wednesday and you were at school, the two of you were supposed to be having another date tonight. Right now it was your free period, usually you would go to the library to either read or catch up on work but the library was currently closed for the day seeing as the librarian had to leave early. It was too cold to go outside seeing as it was transitioning from fall into winter. So you decided you would go to your dads classroom seeing as his office is connected to the room and you knew he would let you chill in his office while he taught his class, what you didn't know was that Stiles was in that current class.

You walk through the halls of the school, bag over one of your shoulders. Your phone in your hand with headphones connected to your phone and one of the buds in your ear.

When you make it to your dads classroom you bring your hand up and knock on the door. He opens the door and looks down at you with a confused expression "what are you doing here?" he asks, not rudely or in his usual tone of voice but in pure confusion and slight worry which shocks the other students, never having heard him using an abnormal tone of voice on a student.

Bobby steps aside and lets you walk in even further slightly. Upon seeing your frame Stiles perks up, a smile immediately casted onto his face and his curiosity spiked. "Free period and library's closed. Can I chill in your office?" you ask your dad, slightly stepping further into the classroom, avoiding looking at any of the other students. "yeah go ahead" he looks down at you a nods. He moves back towards the front of his desk while you walk past.

As you were walking you felt eyes on you. You were about to turn around when your dad speaks up. "Greenberg! Stop looking at my daughter!" he says harshly. You squeeze your eyes shut slightly and turn towards your dad with raised eyebrows. Still feeling eyes on you, you turn your head slightly and see Stiles looking ahead at you with wide eyes and a dropped jaw. At further notice everyone in the classroom was looking between you and your dad in shock, well except for Greenberg, he had his head down after your dad's comment.

"shes your daughter?" Stiles says loudly in shock, his finger pointing at you. You take a deep breath and walk into your dads office, ignoring the eyes of your fellow students and more importantly Stiles

It was now the end of the school day and you were getting longer stares from students, clearly word had gotten around. You truly didn't care but now everyone would be questioning why neither of you said anything.

And let's just say you were slightly avoiding Stiles, well not really...you only avoided him after that class. You were now at your locker, packing up your school bag so you could head home when a presence is suddenly next to you. "Coach is your dad!?" the voice exclaims, breaking slightly at the end. You let out a breath and grab your bag, then closing your locker.

Stiles's face was revealed once you closed your locker. His face was filled with pure shock, he looked at you as if you had two heads. Your lips press together into a thin line and your grip on your backpack adjusts. "Sorry I didn't tell you, I was going to I swear!" You try your best to reassure him.

His face confronts from shock and into confusion, looking at you with pulled eyebrows but his mouth still slightly open. "Wha- I just cant believe your Coaches daughter!" he exclaims loudly, everyone in the hall turns towards the two of you and in response to his loudness you raise a singular brow at him. He grimaces slightly "sorry" he whispers. "I just cant believe you, like you standing in front of me came from him, it makes no sense!" he exclaims, definitely more on the quieter side this time around.

You fight a smile on your face, Stiles always brought one to your face. When he sees you smiling a smile is immediately pushed onto his face as well. "Well I am" you respond quietly, looking up at him.

"And you know thats very scary but who cares?" Stiles shrugs, one of his hands coming up to grip onto his backpack strap. Your face lights up in response, you were scared he would want to see you anymore just because of who your dad is. You let out a small laugh at him saying your dad was scary but then you look up at him happily "so, our dates still on?" you ask, swaying your body lightly.

He pulls a face and looks at you as if you asked the dumbest question ever. "Are you serious? You're the best girl ever of course I want to go on that date, you're like amazing, your pretty, funny, kind, great clothes- Well uh um unless you dont want to go on the date which is totally-" He rambles, moving his hands theatrically.

During his rambling you couldn't help but smile. Sure the compliments weren't out of this world creative or poetic but when you could tell they actually mean something from who they're coming from means a lot. Before he could continue to ramble and stress about if you wanted to go on the date or not you bring your hand up and cover his mouth. "I want to go on the date, Stiles." you assure him, nodding your head slightly with a smile

Stiles lets out a little nervous laugh and nods as you remove your hand from his face. He tucks one of his hands into his jean pocket and looks down at you bashfully "good, cause I was- am really excited about it" he tells you, bouncing on his feet lightly.

"me too" you respond, looking up at him with a matching smile.

It was now later in the day and you were ready for your date with Stiles. You were dressed in a cute turtleneck sweater and a pair of jeans, Stiles said he was surprising you so you had no clue where the two of you were going.

Now, since the cat was out of the bag you didn't see too much of a problem in the fact that your dad would indeed be home all night. So he would be here when Stiles picked you up and dropped you off, which was definitely nerve wracking knowing who your dad was and knowing how Stiles is, Oh! and the fact that your dad had no clue you were going on a date.

You were putting in your last earring when the doorbell rang, you quickly grab your jacket and throw it on, as well as grabbing your purse as you walk out of your bedroom. As you were walking down the steps you hear your fathers naturally loud voice ring out so you stop, not being seen by either of them. "What are you doing here Stilinski? and with flowers?"

"uh um your-" before Stiles could even finish his sentence where he was going to tell Bobby the flowers were for you he jumps in.

"for me?" He asks dryly, knowing they weren't for him yet at the same time not knowing they were for his daughter that was currently eavesdropping.

"Yeah! actually! As a thank you for being the best coach" Stiles stammers, pushing them forward and into your dad's hands. From on top of the steps behind the wall you let out a giggle and finally decide to put Stiles out of him misery.

Your dad looked down at the bouquet of flowers in his hand then back up at an awkwardly smiling Stiles in pure confusion. Not a single thought in your dad's brain or a feature in his face didn't hold confusion.

You walk forward, now stepping in between the two boys. "Dad. Stiles and I are going on a date" you tell him confidently. To be sure to win your father over him you show him one of your award winning smiles that always had an effect on your dad.

"Stilinski? You're going on a date with Stilinski? Actually no, my daughter's going on a date?" Bobby exclaims, pointing his finger at each of you accordingly.

"yup" you say happily, popping the p

"oh god" Stiles whispers, silently praying for his safety

"since when do you go on dates?" Your dad asks uncomfortably yet in his usual stern voice. He didn't like seeing his little girl grow up.

"since now, dad" you respond, quickly pulling him into a hug and pecking his cheek. "Make sure to put those in water!" you say hurriedly while grabbing Stiles's hand and speed walking to his car

"Have her home by ten!" Your father exclaims, his hand holding the flowers raising and shaking sternly with his words.

"Yes Coach! Oh uh Sir!" Stiles exclaims back to him, clumsily almost tripping over his feet but your hold was there to balance him. He opens the door for you and lend you a hand to get inside before running around to the drivers side of his precious Rosco.

╰┈➤ a part of my valentines special!

pairings(s)- Isaac Lahey x Reader

Summary- It was valentines day and your date stood you up and when Isaac finds out he tries to fix your night

category- fluff

warnings- being stood up, mentions of Stalia,, mentions of the other pack members, kissing, very slight nod to Thiam, not proofread

word count: 2840

masterlist; valentines special; teen wolf masterlist; taglist

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You hadn't been necessarily excited for Valentine's Day this year, truly you wanted to spend it with one guy only and that was Isaac Lahey. The two of you were very close friends who were also in the same friend group.

But when a guy from school asked you to dinner on the day of Valentines you figured why not? You needed to get over Isaac, the two of you would only ever be friends and you needed to come to terms with that. When the guy Caleb asked you out of course you told your friends Lydia, Malia, and Kira about it but word quickly got around to the entire group that you were going on a date.

The pack was hanging out at Lydias house, everyone gathered around the living room when Kira speaks up "Have you talked Caleb anymore, Y/n?" she asks you innocently. At the words voiced into the quiet room everyone's heads snapped up. The girls wanting to know the answer to the questions and the boys in shock. You look around and make eye contact with Isaac, your eyes move away quickly and you adjust in your seat. As you were about to speak up and answer Kiras question, Liam speaks up from beside Theo "You're going out with someone?" he asks in shock.

You furrow your brows and your face turns offended as you turn towards him "what? You're shocked someone wants to go out with me?" you retort

As soon as you respond to him his expression turns panicked and he sits up straighter "Wha- No, No! Im just shocked you actually said yes!" he quickly stutters to defend himself. He wasn't lying, he knew you could be with people if you wanted he was just shocked that you had said yes to a guy. Everyone knew that you had the biggest crush on Isaacs Lahey, you were practically in love with him, everyone knew it not just Liam but the only person who didn't notice was Isaac Lahey himself. Everyone also knew that Isaac was hopelessly in love with you, yet you were the only one who didn't notice it. It pained everyone to see the two of you constantly pine over one another but not do anything about it.

"Im kidding but yes I have, he's going to pick me up at 7" You say with a slight laugh, turning away from Liam and to Kira.

Stiles then lets out a loud laugh that makes everyone head, including yours turn towards him. "Did you hear that Isaac?" He asks, turning towards said boy with a smirk. Your eyes move towards your long time crush and you see him sitting in his seat, looking uncomfortable.

"Yeah, I did." Isaac nods, looking at Stiles with a clenched jaw and a glare

"Are you doing anything on Valentine's day?" Stiles taunts. Isaac rolls his eyes and keeps his glare set on Stiles "I am not" but all Stiles does is laugh. He loved teasing Isaac about his love for you but most of all he wanted to see the two of you together, he was tired of seeing and hearing about the pining when the both of you were completely helpless about each other, the whole friend group wanted to see the two of you together.

"Stiles" you warn, looking at him with raised eyebrows before speaking so hopefully the attention would be off Isaac. "Look, it's not serious. Its probably just going to be one date" You knew he wasn't doing anything for Valentines day while the rest of the pack had people they were doing something with except for him, it would have been the both of single so they probably would have hung out this holiday. That fact makes you want to cancel your date with Caleb just so you could hang out with Isaac, but you already said yes and you would feel too bad calling it off now. At your words Isaac turns to you, his eyes turning soft in contrary to the glare he was giving Stiles.

Isaacs hated the fact that you were going on a date, you never went on dates and it physically pained him. He was so deeply and hopelessly in love with you but he knew you didn't feel the same so he never tried.

You give the boy a soft smile while the groups conversation moves onto another topic.

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It was Valentines day which also meant it was the day of your date. You dressed yourself in a red dress, tights, black mary janes, and you had a very short cropped sweater just in case. Keeping your hair and makeup simple and just what you like. You were nervous, you didn't go on dates often and on top of that you weren't even interested in this boy. The two of you agreed that you would meet there so you grab your purse and walk out of the door.

Caleb had told you what restaurant the two of you would be eating dinner at so when you got there since the both of you decided to meet there instead of riding together you thought nothing of the fact that he wasn't already there. You walk up to the host stand and tell them the name under the reservation is Caleb and after the fact they walk you to your seat where you sit. When your waitress comes up she asks if you were waiting for someone in which you reply 'yes' and proceed to order a drink.

When the waitress came back with your drink she proceeded to ask if you wanted to go ahead and order any appetizers in which you replied no. You didn't want to order anything until Caleb got here. Your nervousness was still through the roof and your left wouldn't stop bouncing up and down.

You couldn't help but think of what Isaac was doing at this moment. He was probably at home watching a movie and eating some snacks and in your mind doing that with Isaac sounded way better than having dinner with Caleb, you wished you would have said no. Then you think to yourself 'maybe i should just leave' but then you quickly got rid of that thought, that was too mean. You had said yes to this boy and now you had to follow through.

10 minutes passed

20 minutes passed

then 30 minutes had passed. You started getting sad and sorry looks from the old couple near you and from the restaurant workers. Tired of waiting and seeming like a fool you decide to grab your purse, you take out a tip for the waitress, leaving it on the table. Then you get up from your seat and walk straight out of the restaurant, trying your best to hold back tears.

Your mary janes clicked against the pavement as you rush towards your car. As soon as you sit and close the drivers side door behind you is when the tears start to fall. Sobs claw at your chest and come up through your throat, tears floe down your cheeks and down to your neck, creating a puddle and ruining your makeup, and your breathing starts to stutter. You weren't sad over the fact you weren't having dinner with Caleb, you were just sad over the fact that someone played you like that and embarrassed you in a restaurant full of people. After tonights events you couldn't help but think to yourself all the negative things 'am I that much of a joke?' 'am I ugly' 'i'm not good enough' 'why me'

In the haze of your emotions you dig through your purse and then scroll through your contacts, looking for one person and one person only. The only person who understands and knows you through and through, the only person you want to hear from, the first person who could cheer you up.

"Hello?" The confused voice of Isaac Lahey flows throughout the speaker of the phone.

When you hear his voice you couldn't help but let out an even harsher sob. You were so embarrassed and the fact that your longterm crush would know you got stood up embarrassed you further but deep through the haze of emotions you knew he wouldn't even think about that.

Once the boy noticed you were crying which was almost immediately his voice raises and his tone becomes concerned and even though we couldn't see it he immediately leaps out of bed and starts getting dressed "y/n? whats going on?" Isaac demands worryingly, you hear a small crash in the background of the phone call which slightly concerned you.

You take a take a deep shaky breath, finally regaining your breathing "He stood me up" you respond in a croaky sad and tearful tone.

"i'm going to -" you begin to hear but his voice gets to low so you cant hear the rest but one thing you did hear wad the sound of something breaking, it sounded like wood or something. "Where are you?" Isaac stresses and you hear the sound of keys jingling.

You tell him what restaurant you were in the parking lot of while picking at your nails nervously. "Stay there, okay?" Isaac asks, starting his car and pulling out of the driveway.

You had waited for barely even 10 minutes before you see Isaacs car quickly pull in and park beside you. He gets out of the drivers side and rounds your car, coming up and opening your door. As soon as the boy gets your door open he gently but hurriedly lifts you out of your car and brings you into his arms. His arms encase your waist while yours wrap around his next, one of his hands that had been laid out on your waist moved up your back and cradles your head to his chest. "Im sorry" Isaac whispers in your ear but you don't have the energy to respond, I mean how would you explain that you weren't even crying because you liked the dude, that would just make you look weird for saying yes to him.

He walks the two of you away from your car and over to his, guiding you to the passenger seat and closing the door behind you before making his way back to your car to grab your purse and sweater. He then makes his way back to his car, putting your stuff in the backseat then getting in the drivers seat and starting the car. He laced his hand with yours across the console, hoping to give you some sense of comfort after the rough night you had.

When he started driving out of the parking lot and onto the main road it was silent but then you decided to speak up "i'm sorry for calling you" you whisper, looking over at him hesitantly. Hearing your words he glances over at you quickly so he can keep his eyes on the road "never apologize for calling me" he responds. You stare at him, you really liked this guy but you just wished he liked you back. Breaking you out of your trance Isaac pulls into the drive through of your favorite fast food restaurant

"What are we doing?" you ask softly. Getting in line Isaac looks over at you and stares knowingly "you're not spending Valentines alone, were doing something" he responds with the same smile that you've seen many times before. A smile then overcomes your face, Isaac was able to do that for you, even in your worst moods he would put a smile on your face. Not even having to ask he orders your favorites as well as his and once you guys get your food and drinks he starts driving to an unknown location.

He takes you to an empty open and not very woodsy spot, there was a small pond and it was secluded and quiet but at the same time it wasn't woodsy or scary. "Stay there" he says, getting out of the truck and grabs a blanket from his backseat, laying it out on the bed of his truck. He then comes around and grabs the food, putting it on the blanket. Lastly he comes back and opens your door, taking your hand and leading you to the back of the truck. He helps you onto the bed of his truck then follows, sitting beside you and organizing your food.

Once the both of you are comfortable Issac speaks up "are you okay?" he whispers

You look over at him and nod "Yeah, I didn't even like him. I was just embarrassed. I just wish I knew why he stood me up" You respond with a shrug.

"He had no reason to, you're amazing" Isaac says honestly, looking deep into your eyes with an emotion you couldn't decipher

"really?" you ask softly, looking at him with furrowed eyebrows

He smiles slightly and nods "of course, you're the best person I know" he responds

"Thank you" you whisper, looking down your lap

Isaac stares at you for a moment, trying to decide how to say what he wanted "You didn't like him?" he questions, repeating what you said earlier

You look up in surprise "No, I didn't. I just said yes because he asked and I thought why not, had nothing else to do " you sigh

"Anyone who has the chance with you is unbelievably lucky" Isaac says honestly, staring into your eyes. You look up at him with wide eyes, shocked by his sentiment and Isaac continues "you're amazing, he had one of the best things in the palm of his hand and he let it go. You are the last person deserving to get stood up."

"Yknow, I'm just shocked that you didn't have any plans today" You say, letting out a little laugh.

"Theres only one person I want to spend Valentine's day with" He says. His eyes haven't moved from yours, his ice blue eyes are staring into yours intently. When you hear his words your heart drops, of course he likes someone, they probably like him who wouldn't? 'Of course he doesn't like you' courses through your brain over and over.

You felt your heart break a little "Oh. Who is it and why haven't you told me sooner?" you ask hesitantly, swallowing your tears.

"Cause I don't think she likes me back" he responds, swallowing nervously as he looks you up and down

You scoff and shake your head "they would be stupid not to like you back, Isaac. You're the best guy I've ever met and anyone would be lucky to be with you" You tell him honestly and you mean every word you said. Isaac was everything anyone would ever want in a guy, you just wished you were on the receiving end of that.

"you think so?" Isaacs asks softly

"I know so" you nod, looking up at him softly with the same smile that Isaac always loved, the same smile that always brought one of his own to his face, a smile that lit of his day.

He stares at you intently "I love you" he tells you strongly. If he was being honest he never expected to say that, and he sure as hell didn't plan on saying it tonight or ever. But here he was, after hearing what you had to say about him he didn't think before he spoke and now that he said it out loud he was stressing out on inside.

When those words are uttered out of his mouth you freeze slightly but you caught yourself and smiled up at him "I love you too" you reason with a nod

"No, y/n i'm in love with you, like so deeply in love with you. When you smile I smile, when i'm around you my day is automatically better, when you talk, when you laugh its music to my ears." Isaac rambles slightly, his eyes never leaving yours as he stares intently into your soul as if he's looking for the last time.

You're breathless, his words brought tears to your eyes and stole the air straight from your chest. Never in your life did you think that he would reciprocate your feelings, let alone feel the things he had just said to you "I love you" you whisper "I have for so long" you continue

Isaac lurches forward and his lips encase yours in a gentle and passionate kiss. His hands on your waist while yours moved up into his hair. He kissed you like he had been waiting for this moment all of his life. His lips were shockingly soft and his hands surprisingly gentle but rough feeling. When the two of you kissed you felt butterflies throughout your entire body, you felt amazing, this is what you've wanted for so long.

Just wait until your friends find out about what happened tonight.

╰┈➤ a part of my valentines special!

pairings(s)- Theodore Nott x fem!reader

Summary- You got a new lingerie set and wanted your boyfriend to take some pictures of you, though thats not the only thing that happens.

category- smut

warnings- swearing, google translated Italian, sex, p in v, oral (f receiving), missionary, cowgirl, choking, cum on body, hair pulling (theos hair), mentions of hickeys, not proofread

word count: 2926

masterlist; valentines special; marauders masterlist; taglist

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You had always been into photography but you were also into shopping and your boyfriend. A couple weeks ago from today you had been lying in your bed, scrolling through your laptop for things to buy.

While scrolling you had come across a two piece. It was a matching red bra and panty, they were decorated with red and pink hearts for a valentines theme and it came with a short silk robe with fur lining the bottom as well as lining the arm.

As soon as you saw the cute set you added it to your cart and clicked checkout. You couldn't wait to see your boyfriends reaction.

Today was the day that your package arrived. You sit onto your bed and lay the box in front of you, when you open the package you are met with exactly what you ordered. The set was beautiful, you couldn't wait to try it on.

It was now nighttime and it was your boyfriends turn to stay the night at yours. You had asked him beforehand if he could take some pictures of you, you knew that he thought it was something innocent but he would soon be shocked yet pleased at what he saw.

It was normal for you to lounge around your room in a robe so when he walks in it doesn't raise any suspicion. Your boyfriend Theo walks into your bedroom, a smile on his face. You rise up from your bed and run over to him, your arms wrapping around his neck and squeezing him into a hug while his arms close around your waist and squeeze your body into his. "I missed you Tesoro" he murmurs into your neck, squeezing you tighter

"I missed you too baby" you reply, your response muffled by his chest.

Theo leans back so he could see your face. One of his hands come up from our waist and stops at the side of your face, he brings your faces together in a gentle but long kiss. "love you" you mumble against his lips, he quickly catches you into another kiss "love you" he mumbled back.

One of your hands begin playing with the hair at the nape of his neck "will you still take my pictures?" you look up at him with a smile.

"of course. I love when I get to see you model for me" he smiles down at you

"good because I already have everything ready" you respond excitedly and that was when Theodore noticed that you had sent up a ring light as well as a camera. You turn your back towards him and begin making your way to your bed, as you were walking away from him you undo your robe and let it drop to the floor without missing a step.

You lingerie set is then revealed to Theo and when your make it to your bed your turn back around to face him which reveals the front of your lingerie to him. "merda" he says breathlessly. Hes stuck in his standing position by your bedroom door blinking heavily at you.

He stalks towards your sitting position on the bed and grabs your hips, pulling you into a heavy and rushed kiss. You put your hand on his chest and push him away "my pictures" you remind him, pushing him further away gently and scooting back slightly. You reach over and grab the light remote, changing it from its normal light to a red, encasing the whole room in red lighting.

Theo looks slightly annoyed but he also wears his usual smirk, he knew once these pictures were over something else was going to happen. The first pose you position yourself into is on your knees. You adjust yourself onto your knees while on the bed and once your boyfriend gets into his position behind the camera you push your hands into your hair and take some shots.

For the next position you wanted to do for your photos you spread your folded legs slightly and lean back onto yours hands.

After many different poses you were finally done. You get up off of the bed and walk over to where Theo was by the camera, without even acknowledging him you grab the camera from its stand and begin looking through the photos taken of you.

As you were looking through the photos a pair of arms wrap around your waist tightly and kisses begin to be left on your shoulder blade up to your neck. At the sensation of gentle kisses and gentle nipping you let out a sigh and throw your head back

"such a tease" he mumbles against your neck. His hands around your waist move up your body and cup at your breasts over top your sheer bra, massaging them under his hold. When his hands find your breasts you let out a even harsher breath "Theo" you murmur

Theo then pulls away from you completely. You turn around and see him standing there staring at you, when you turn around to face him he picks you up without warning and sits you on the bed. As you're laid out on the bed Theo lowers himself over you. His lips encase you in a rough feverish kiss, both of your tongues fighting a battle that Theo inevitably wins. Theo's tongue fights against yours, one of his hands coming up to your hair while the other grips your hip. Your hands move up, one cradling his neck while the other is in his hair and pulling. Don't tell anyone but Theo likes getting his hair pulled.

His kisses make their way down from your mouth to the open swell of your breasts. His hands reach behind your back and to your bra, unclipping it and throwing it to the side. "I love it but I love it even more off" he mumbles against your boob when you were released from the bra. Theos mouth then closes around your right nipple while his hand gives the other boob attention. Your back arches up slightly underneath his hold, Theo knew exactly what to do to you. After a moment he then switches, moving his mouth to the left nipple while his hand goes to the other. His tongue swirls around it teasingly and then he swipes the wet muscle over your nipple completely and sucks. Theo loved seeing you marked up in hickeys.

Once his mouth left your breast it leaves pecks down your body. He slowly gets lower and lower, his eyes never breaking contact with yours. Your breathing becomes harsher and harsher the further down to your core, his kisses then begin to reach your panties and when they do so he takes that as his sigh to take them off, His hands move away from your breasts and down to the waistband of your panties. He grips the fabric beneath his fingers, gently pulling it down and off your legs as he leaves kisses in its wake.

He then lifts his body back up with yours and leans down, bringing your lips to his once again. Your hands reach up and tangle his shirt beneath your fists, he gets the message and pulls away from the kiss. Once you get his shirt off you lean forward and begin to peck at his jaw and down to the waistband of his pants. Your fingers work on unbuttoning his pants, once you got them unbuttoned you pulled them down along with his boxers and threw them to the side of the room.

Your lips then meet back in a rushed kiss, your back meeting the bed once again while Theo leans down with you, careful not to break the kiss. During the kiss Theo brings his hand down and runs his middle finger though your slit, his finger collecting your juices. Your hips buck out of shock and the kiss between the two of you break.

His finger then find your clit and starts teasingly circling it while looking down at you with a smile. You throw your head back slightly and look up at him "please" you whisper

"please what?" Theo asks, pushing down on your clit slightly and slowing but not stopping his movements.

"I need more" you whisper, closing your eyes and pushing your head back into the pillow beneath you out of frustration.

Theo hums and removes the pressure from your clit, you let out a breath and open your eyes to look at him. When you do you see Theo crawling down your body, coming face to face with your pussy.

He pushes your legs open and hooks his arms underneath your thighs to keep them in place. His cock throbs at the sighs of your glistening pussy in front of him, now matter how many times he saw you and felt you naked or not he would never get use to hoe beautiful you are. "so beautiful" he murmurs, kissing your thigh.

He leaves kisses all around your pussy and thighs before finally pushing his head forward and taking it all in. He takes one painfully slow lick before he buries his face into your heat. As soon as you felt his tongue you couldn't help but to let out whimpers of pleasure while your hands go down to his hair, gripping it beneath your hands for stability. "Theo, fuck" you whimper, tightening your hold on his hair and tugging it harshly when he sucks on your clit a little extra hard.

Theo licks, sucks, nips and devours your pussy, eating you out as he always does, as if you were his last meal. "così dolce" he groans into your core causing you to buck your hips from the sensation.

"fuck theo please more" you whimper breathlessly, tugging on his hair once again without even realizing it. At your words Theo pushes himself further into you, pushing his tongue in and out of your hole while his nose nudges your clit repeatedly. He goes back an fourth from tongue fucking your whole to licking and sucking on your clit.

"yeah? look at you saying please" Theo taunts, moving one of his hands out form underneath your thigh and towards your wet core. He slips a finger into your hole and you take in a short gasp of hair. He starts slowly fingering you and leaving small kitten licks on your bud while looking up at you to watch your reactions.

He slips another finger into your heat and quickens his pace, pumping two fingers in and out of you while he goes back to eating at your pussy like a starved man. That was when you felt that sweet feeling getting closer and closer. "baby, m- so close. Please" you moan and whimper, you didn't even know what you were pleading for but that didn't stop you.

Just a short moment later your coil breaks, you let out a loud moan, squeezing your eyes shut as your orgasm crashes over you. Your hips buck and your head throws back while Theo fingers and licks you through your orgasm.

Now off of the high you open your eyes and look down at your boyfriend to see him lifting up from his position between your legs. Your juices were coating his face in a shiny cast but neither of you cared, especially Theo. He leans forward and meets you with a kiss, the kiss was gentle and soft this time. When Theo breaks the kiss he leans his forehead against yours and speaks "I know you got one more dolcezza"

Still breathless you just look up at him and nod, leaning up to give him a quick peck. Theo sits down next to you, his back against the headboard and grabs you by the hips, pulling you onto him.

Your knees land on both sides of him and your hands grip themselves onto his shoulders. He grabs his eager snd throbbing cock, lining it up with your entrance then grabbing your hips to slowly lower yourself onto him. Both of you let out loud moans once his tip enters your core, you lean your head together, each others breath fanning the others face while you slowly sink down onto his cock.

Once you were fully sank onto his cock Theos hands grip your hips tightly, sure to leave marks till at least the morning. He starts gently guiding you up and down on his cock slowly. "so big" you whisper breathlessly

You then begin to take over and start bouncing onto his cock on your own accord. As you bounce on his cock your breasts start to move with your body as well. Theos hands move from your waist and up to your boobs, massaging them while he also sucks onto them, sure to leave hickeys.

You let out a loud moan and start to grind yourself onto his cock instead of bouncing "just like that" Theo speaks huskily into your ear, now moving on to leave hickeys onto your neck.

Your movements switch between bouncing and grinding onto his cock all while the both of you let out your own sounds of pleasure. Your movements start to become slow so Theo leans back even more, grips your hips tightly and starts bucking his hips into you from underneath. You let out a loud moan when he starts quickly fucking himself into you, your body lurches forward, now leaning all of your body wait against his chest while struggling to hold yourself up.

Theo flips the two of you over, now switching your positions. You now laid beneath him on your back with your legs spread out while he hovered over top of you.

One of his hands continues to grip at your hip tightly while the other moves up to hold your throat. He begins fucking himself into you at a moderate pace "so fucking tight" he groans. His hand squeezes your neck, you take a short breath and tilt your head back, looking up at him.

With the look that you were giving him Theo begins to fuck you harder, his hips now bucking into you at a quick pace. "Theo" you whimper, looking up into his eyes with your own eyes glistening from tears of pleasure.

"I know, I know" Theo taunts, lifting your legs up over his shoulder and fucking into you without mercy. His hand on your throat lets up causing you to take in a deep breath while it moves up to hold your leg against his shoulder. "such a good girl, aren't you?" he groans as your pussy tightens around his cock, his tip hitting your g-spot with every harsh thrust he pushes at you.

"yes, yes, your good girl" you respond quickly, your fingers clutching at the bedsheets beneath you.

The both of you then feel your climax start to creep up onto you. "m- so close baby please" you whimper, clenching your pussy and bucking your hips while he thrusts into you.

Theo could tell you were getting close and so was he but he had to let you cum first. One of his hands reach down and start rubbing your clit it quick circles while continuing his quick thrusts into your pussy. "come on sweet girl, i've got you. Cum for me" he leans down slightly and talks you through it.

"fuck fuck fuck fuck" you chant in a high pitched tone. Your eyes roll to the back of your head and you let out a loud mewl as your climax quickly catches you and sends a rush of tingling all throughout you. Your hips buck and your nails scratch down Theos back while he works you down from your high

Theo is then quick to follow, quickly pulling out of you and jerking himself off "where do you want it baby?" he asks quickly. "anywhere" you respond in a breathless whimper. Then just a few quick strokes later he was releasing his cum onto your boobs with a loud groan. He then rolls over and lays next to you, the both of you trying to catch your breath.

After a quick moment Theo gets up form the bed and goes to the bathroom, coming back with a wet rag. You were already almost asleep, in and out of consciousness when you feel a cold sensation on your boobs. You flinch from the cold and that was when Theos hand reaches up and brushes through your hair "just wiping you off Tesoro" he says, the cold sensation then moving down to your core. Your eyes were closed so you didn't even see him leave again, he had put the rag away and came back with a water bottle.

Theo grabs onto you and makes you sit up even through your protests, he makes you drink some water, not letting you feed it to yourself even though you were perfectly capable. He then takes a big drink of his own and cuddles up with you, tiredness taking over the both of you.

He lays down onto the bed, pulls you into his chest, and pulls the blanket over top both of you. He leans down, leaving a kiss on your forehead "I love you, goodnight and sweet dreams beautiful" he whispers

"I love you too. Sweet dreams, goodnight and don't let the bed bugs bite" you mumble through the sleep taking you over.

╰┈➤ a part of my valentines special!

pairings(s)- Percy Jackson x cupid!reader

Summary- What happens when one of your infamous arrows guide you straight to your destiny.

category- fluff

warnings- all characters are 17+, not accurate to Cupid history, not proofread

word count: 4214

masterlist; valentines special; percy jackson masterlist; taglist

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Every 100 years a person is born from a singular rose sprouted from the ground, these people are called Cupids. Now they have their own names but Cupid is what they are referred to by random people, or in the history books and folktales

When born they are automatically at the age of eighteen, In the 100 years they are living their job and sole purpose is to help others find their true love. The catch is, if they find their own true love something changes. If this happens is when they finally start to age, no matter how long they have already been alive and now they don’t pursue their job anymore. If you happen to meet your own soulmate another will be birthed from a singular rose and take over the job for you as you continue your life as human. Now most Cupids didn’t find their soulmate, so it was very rare for someone of your kind to be overtaken with love of their own.

Truthfully being Cupid was lonely, you were simply a creation. You didn’t have parents or siblings, you just had to watch people around you fall in love and help them fall in love all while never experiencing it for yourself. In your eyes love was beautiful, but for you it was also a curse. You weren’t confident in the possibility that you could find your soulmate in your lifetime, truthfully you didn’t think it would happen, it very rarely happened to Cupids.

Some Myths and folktales about you and your kind wert wrong, some were right. Yes, you did have wings, yes you had a bow and arrow, yes you loved love. No you weren’t a baby, no Cupids weren’t always men, and no there isn’t only one Cupid. Your wings were a pink and tan ombre-ish color while your bow and arrows were red your arrows has hearts at both ends of them. I mean you were cupid after all, you had to have a heart design somewhere!

Today you were in New York, as Cupid you traveled around the world, simply going about your day and if you sensed that two people around you were soulmates you would pick up your arrows and aim. You had just shot two of your arrows at two girls while walking through the park, after you aimed and hit them in the back you watched as they interacted, the both of them having just met their soulmate without even realizing it. You smiled and walked away, continuing about your day and walking towards the beach.

You walk onto the beach and look over at the sky just above the water, you inspected the beautiful glow of the sun on the water. One thing you had always loved was the ocean, maybe not the scariness of it but you thought it was beautiful, especially at sunrise and sunset, it was so beautiful it entranced you. When you would have to use you your wings to fly from state to state or country to country your favorite thing was flying above the water, plus a lot of the sea creatures seemed to love you.

Your wings tingle and your senses are overtaken with a need, it was a Cupid thing. Turning to your left you spot a man making his way off of the beach, that was it. Quickly you reach to your side and grab your bow and arrows, perfectly aligning it with his back and letting it go, it flew through the air and landed straight into the water instead of the mans back. Your eyebrows furrow and you are taken aback, that never happens, Cupids have 100% aim, it caused her to worry.

Quickly you grab another arrow and align it straight with the center of his back, letting go and it hits itself into the mans back at the last second. Imagery for only your eyes to see, red hearts appear around his body for a moment before disappearing as he walks further out of eye distance. No, his soulmate wasn’t in eyesight of you but you could sense that she was near and they would be crossing paths soon, they would work out even though you didn’t shoot her as well.

But right now your focus was on your first arrow. You stash your bow back to your aide and march your way over to the water where your missed arrow had landed. Were you dying? is this what happens when a Cupid dies? It hasn’t been 100 years yet, not even close. Why was your aim messing up? this wasn’t supposed to happen nor did it ever.

With still furrowed brows and concern etched across your face you lean down and grab your red arrow from the water that had simply been floating at the top, still in the same place it landed. “thats new” you murmur to yourself.

Although when you stick your arrow back into your quiver something happens. A small section of the water in front of you starts to lift up into the air on each side of you to create a heart. Your face if possible holds more confusion than it had before, but this time instead of worry as well your face holds curiosity. You read your hand out and gently make contact with the water heart but when you do so the heart breaks apart, back into two separate small waves and one of them tug you closer to the water. “woah!” you stumble. Pulling back hastily you slightly bend your knees and become eye level with the waves “what is this?” you whisper to yourself, secretly hoping the wave would answer it but it clearly didn’t.

The two waves then point forward, towards the rest of the ocean and suddenly there is a path of pink, red, and white roses lining just one slim path of the water that you were sure only you could see. Your eyes light up at the beautiful sight while the two waves you deem as friendly urge you to follow the path that was seemed to be made just for you.

You think about it for a moment before lifting off of the sand gently with your wings and flying just above the water, following the path of multi colored roses.

Unknowing to you, on the other side of the path was a vert confused demigod. Percy had been peacefully sitting by the water, messing with it as always when suddenly a path of a bunch of red, white, and pink roses in the water enter his line of sight. He doesn’t know what this means, how to go about it, or if it was a message from his father but the only thing he does is freeze and stare at the roses in amazement. “thats new” he murmurs to himself.

Confused by the strange encounter Percy ended up staying sat at his spot on the beach by his cabin to see if anything would change. He probably should have told someone about the strange encounter but he simply couldn’t, he was too entranced by the view.

It took you a bit to get towards the end of the path or roses. As you’re flying you can see the end of the path in your vision but you come to a stop when you see a boy at the very end of the roses, he was sitting on the sand with a white rose spinning beneath his fingers, you couldn’t help but notice he was very attractive and looked around her age. After inspecting him for a moment your senses start to tingle and an aura appears around the boy.

You were confused, as Cupid your powers never went out of their way to take you to someone just so you could help them meet their soulmate but here you were with your powers telling you that this boys soulmate was there and you needed to hit him with one of your love arrows. You sigh and reach for your arrows from your quiver then aim at him, letting go of the string and seeing the arrow fly through the air. All or a sudden you let out a scream, you’re falling. Your wings gave pit and you were hurdling towards the water beneath you.

You had been bracing yourself for the impact of the cold water with closed eyes so you didn’t even notice how your arrow completely missed the mystery boy and went straight into the water instead. Which again never happened but happened for the 2nd time that day. The cold water you had prepared yourself for never enveloped you, instead the only thing that was enveloped was your calfs and below. Your eyes shoot open on surprise and look down in shock, the water had swooped up into the air and clutched at the bottom of your legs, stopping you from hitting the water entirely. You’re breathing heavily as you look down confusingly at the water encasing your legs.

“Who are you?” A panicked voice calls out to you

Your head snaps up towards the voice and you make eye contact with the boy you had shot with your arrow, or at least you thought so. “What?” you exclaim in response to the boy, you knew exactly what he asked but you wanted to prolong the question. I mean who would believe you when you said you were Cupid? No one would so whenever you were born you gave yourself your own name for whenever someone asked.

“I said, who are you and what are you doing here?” The boy says stronger than the first time, he was holding his hand palm out towards you which confused you strongly.

“My name is y/n and I don’t know how I got here, I swear” Okay maybe you lied a little bit, well I take that back…about everything but who cares

The boys facial expressions looked just as strong and determined as it has been the entire time. “Okay, what are you?” he asks, emphasizing the ‘what’

Your face confronts in confusion “what are you talking about?” You ask in exasperation and you look him up and down from your spot in the air, little ways away from him. He raises a brow at you and then nods “you have wings” He points out. At his words your body stills and you thin your lips. You totally forgot about that, no one ever saw your wings because you never flew in front of people so it was easy to forget that you had them sometimes. You give up, slumping your shoulders you then give him a bored look “look can I get to land first? I don’t really like being held in the air by water”

The boy looks thoughtful for a moment before he seems to decide he trust you at least slightly and moves his hand in a certain way. When he does this the water moves forward, towards him, carrying me with it. Looking at him then down at the water in amazement is then when you notice that your arrow never hit him, it completely missed and hit the water instead…for the second time today.

As soon as your feet hit the sand you start to speak, your face covered in shock as you look at the still unknown boy in front of you. “So, What are you?” He asks curiously but still just as strongly as before. You raise an eyebrow at him “you’re Posidens son” you say knowingly, avoiding his question. No, you didn’t know at first but seeing what he did with the water told you that he was a kin to the greek god because you knew he wasn’t the greek god himself.

“wha- what are you talking about?” Water boy stutters, taking a step back further away from you.

You roll your eyes and reach down at the water that meats the sand, grabbing your arrow and placing it into your quiver. You figured you might as well tell him who you are, I mean he was clearly Posidens son so he had experience with weird and unusual things. Holding your hand out you then introduce yourself “Hi, i’m Cupid and you’re Posidens son, although I don’t know your name. Unless its actually just ‘Posidens Son’”

The boy stares at you and then your hand, his eyes switching between the two. He then hesitantly takes your hand in his and shakes it “Percy” He tells you his name. You nod in response “I like that” you respond, the both of your hands separating from each other

When the boy told you his name you couldn’t help but feel a rush of happiness and butterflies, you didn’t know where that came from. Thats never happened to you, you’ve never experienced butterflies like the people you’ve targeted have, it was weird… but you liked it. For some strange reason you wanted to be close to him, know everything about him but you had to hold those urges back.

When Percy saw you in the air falling he thought you were literally a falling angel and when he got a look at your face those thoughts didn’t change. He was mesmerized, he truly didn’t think he had ever seen someone as close to perfect as you but that didn’t change the fact that you were a random person on camp grounds uninvited so he had to keep his guard up. When you got even closer and when you begun speaking he felt butterflies erupt in his stomach and flutter through his entire body. You were the most beautiful person he had ever seen and as far as he could tell right now you were very sarcastic, and so was he. He felt the overwhelming urge to get to know you which he never really felt before.

Despite what he was feeling at the moment Percy looks you up and down in deep thought “you said your name was y/n, but you also said it was Cupid. So which it is?” he asks.

You nod your head to yourself, debating on how you should explain it. “Well you can call me whichever but technically I am a Cupid, I just go by y/n to normal people” You shrug

The boy nods along and when you’re done he couldn’t help but ask a question after hearing your explanation “you’re a Cupid?”

“I am Cupid…of this small time period” you respond

He looks at you still slightly confused even though he knew exactly what you meant, he just couldn’t believe it. “You’re Cupid…of this time period” He repeats almost exactly what you just said in slight shock

Nodding in response you also decide to speak. “Yes, in around like 70 years I will die and someone else will take over. Look! I got the wings and the bow and arrows!” You inform him, the last bit excitingly while turning around and showing him your wings, then popping your hip out slightly and showing him your bow and arrows

“Cupid?” He asks in shock but now you’re starting to get slightly annoyed. You just wanted to get past the introductions and get to know this boy.

“Yes, Cupid. As in I help people find their soulmates and I shoot them in the back with my arrows.” you remark in an obvious tone

“This is insane” Percy mutters, unable to take his eyes off of you. “Why- why are you here and whats with the roses?” he asks curiously, now feeling more open and welcoming towards the girl seeing as she hasn’t tried a single thing.

“I don’t know” you sigh, plopping down onto the sand underneath you. You felt dejected, you had no idea what was happened. You still had a long while of being Cupid to go, you cant die you’re immortal until you reach 100, were your powers going out for some strange reason? were whatever higher ups taking away your life as Cupid slowly, you were just very confused and upset about what was going on.

Percy looks down at your sad form, he doesn’t know why but it physically and mentally hurt him seeing you upset even though he had simply known you for 10 minutes. He plops down on the sand next to you and looks at your side profile sadly “whats wrong?” he asks carefully; leaning forward to get a better look at your face but all he’s met with is a hopeless expression that catches him off guard and makes his heart clench.

“I never miss. When I shoot an arrow its because I can sense a pair of soulmates who are not yet together are near so when I let go and the arrow goes flying it never misses, its literally a part of being a Cupid, your aim is 100% from the moment you are born…but i’ve missed twice today. While I was at the beach earlier my arrow flew into the water and then the water did this weird thing and it led me here with the roses where I missed again”

Percy looks at you in deep thought. You seemed really sad over this fact but he understood, a big part of who you are was changing, he knew exactly how you were feeling. But while he was going over your words in his head he noticed something, his back straightens “you tried to shoot me with one of your arrows?” he asks, sounding confused and slightly alarmed

You turn towards him and make eye contact “well…yes but its because your soulmate is nearby, I sense it”

“O-oh do you know who it is?” He asks, looking at you intently

Percy takes a deep breath, you seemed really upset and he got off track with talking about his soulmate. Even though he desperately wanted to know doesn’t mean he’s going to ignore your problems, he felt the need to see you smile and make you feel better anyways. “Are you okay?” he asks carefully, scooting a little closer to you.

You swallow and take a breath “I just wish I knew what this meant, my time as Cupid isn’t over yet” you respond softly. You didn’t like that the boy to your left looked sad, he was sad because of you and you hated that for some odd reason. You had never felt like this but you needed him to cheer up

Percy is shocked to say the least, there wasn’t only 1 cupid? He would ask you more questions about your origin later, once he had you smiling but he didn’t know how to do that. Percy lifts up his hand, palm out towards the water while sneaking side glances at you. You had picked up a shell from the sand and was playing with it between your fingers but when you notice some harsher movements in the water in front of the two of you. All of a sudden a bubble of water lifts up from the rest of the water and starts getting closer to you. Now that the bubble is in front of you guys you notice one singular fish inside of it. You sit up, now on your knees and looking towards the bubble excitingly. Your eyes move to Percys happily then back towards the bubble.

Percys eyes stay glued to you, he made you smile. It made him feel a lot better, seeing you happy and smiling instead of upset and frowning and the way you were looking at him right now gave him an extreme wave of butterflies. Percy then drops the bubble back into the body of water and moves onto something else. The water right in front of them hitting the shore lifts up from the sand and forms a heart. “A heart for the queen of hearts and love” He leans into you and says, keeping his eyes in you. You look at him in shock before turning back towards the water and smiling hugely, you then reach your hand out gently to touch the water white Percy smiles softly at you. When you touch the heart the water becomes pink instead of its usual clear blue. You let out a small barely audible gasp and jump back slightly while Percy straightens and looks between you and the water in shock. And based off of your reaction he can tell thats never happened before. Since he had been caught off guard the water heart collapsed back into the water while the entire body of water in front of them stayed pink.

“Thats never happened before has it?” Percy asks even though he already knows the answer. “No” you whisper, not taking your eyes off of the now pink water in front of you.

When you finally take your eyes off of the water in front of you and look at the boy to your left you are once again met with the aura around him, his soulmate was nearby. You sigh sadly, this was the first connection you have ever truly made other than ordering in a restaurant, being Cupid was lonely but in this moment you didn’t actually feel that feeling anymore.

But what you didn’t notice was the way Percy was looking at you, he was looking at you in pure confusion and shock. You look down, ready to grab your bow and arrow so he can meet his soulmate but when you see his face you pause. “What is that?” Percy says quietly, pointing around you

Your eyebrows furrow and you look all around you, that was when you finally notice the thing Percy was talking about. You stand up and lift your arms from your sides slightly while looking around you. Around you was the same exact pink aura you are seeing on Percy, the same exact aura you see on everyone who you need to help meet their soulmate. It seems as though while you were looking at yourself is when Percy noticed that he also had the same exact aura around him, people weren’t supposed to see their aura, they never did.

You guessed that this time was different because he was Cupids soulmate, he was your soulmate! You found your soulmate, something most Cupids never do. When your eyes meet his the both of you felt this undeniable connection, stronger than it had been since you guys met. What you two felt in that moment was truly unexplainable, neither of you would be able to explain it ever but here you were staring at one another with a shocked yet needing look in both of your eyes. “Does this mean what I think it means?” Percy says awestruck.

You guessed that this time was different because he was Cupids soulmate, he was your soulmate! You found your soulmate, something most Cupids never do. When your eyes meet his the both of you felt this undeniable connection, stronger than it had been since you guys met. What you two felt in that moment was truly unexplainable, neither of you would be able to explain it ever but here you were staring at one another with a shocked yet needing look in both of your eyes. “Does this mean what I think it means?” Percy says awestruck.

A small laugh bubbles through you and you look down at yourself then right back up at him, unable to keep your eyes away from the boy in front of you. “yeah” you whisper while nodding. Breaking your intense eye contact your bow and quiver full of arrows start to disappear. The two of you look down at your waist in shock, your face relaxes. You knew this would happen, when a Cupid meets their soulmate they become human, they wont be Cupid anymore but Percy on the other hand was shocked and worried. He just met you, someone who he felt such a strong connection to as soon as he saw you, someone who felt like home and you were just disappearing or at least thats what he thought. Your wings then start to disintegrate and disappear which saddens you yes, you would definitely miss your wings a lot but it worried Percy. He strides the little ways forward and grips your hands into his “Whats happening?” he demands, his tone worrying. You look up at him with furrowed eyebrows, why was he worried? but then you realize what he thought was happening. Your hands move out of his and to the sides of his face, holding him gently while his hands move to your waist, feeling the need to touch you in some way. “Im becoming human, i’m okay i’m just not Cupid anymore.” you speak gently, trying to soothe him

“Why?” he whispers confused

“because I met you” you respond softly

After today Percy would try his best to hide you in his cabin so Chiron, Dionysus and the other campers wouldn’t find you but he did tell Grover and Annabeth, wanting them to meet you. After today the two of you would get to know each other in every aspect of the other’s lives and start to develop actual feelings instead of just a connection. Percy would be making sure you were safe from monsters and you who practiced and practiced to be able to fight alongside him which he didn’t like. You two would begin to love each other and continue the rest of your lives together.

Who knew your soulmate would be Demigod, Percy Jackson, son of Poseidon.

pairings(s)- Steve Harrington x reader

Summary- You and Steve had once been something but times have changed and time has passed. You’re still stuck while it seems he’s fine.

category- Angst Angst Angst

warnings- sadness, sad story, mentions of underage drinking, mentions of a mother, sad ending, not proofread

word count: 1964

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“You don't see stars here, they're just city lights. I think back to where you live and how you can see the entire sky”

You lived in Hawkins Indiana. Where you now at this moment sat on your porch, looking up at the dark sky. They’re were very few stars in the sky where you lived, barely any noticeable which leads you into your head. You couldn’t help but think about him.

Where he lived the sky was clearer, although it was a simply just a different part of Indiana. You couldn’t help but think of the sky he looks at every night. It was the same sky but two different views. As you looked up longingly into the sky, the sky that is only encompassed by city lights on your end you couldn’t help but think about Steve and was he saw.

You sat and wondered. Did Steve sit with her and watch the stars? Did he have a name for the stars he saw? Did he read up on constellations and learn about them to impress her? Did he think of you when he saw them? You would never know.

“It's occasional, sometimes I'll see the moon And I'll think of you”

This doesn’t happen often, you looking up at the night sky where the sparkling stars that remind you of him should be. You would come outside and sit with a drink in hand and if cold a blanket around your shoulder. Only when you were deep in your thoughts or you simply couldn’t fall asleep is when you would sit out here.

From where you resided you couldn’t see the stars, but you could see the moon, everyone could you weren’t special for that.

Just as he did with the stars, he did with the moon. Every time you looked up at them, every time you would look up and admire the beauty in the night sky, it was him who would invade your thoughts. Nothing was ever able to stop your mind, nothing ever would you think, it would always be him who you thought about, who reminded you of those things.

You wondered if his thoughts roamed to you when looking up at the stars and the moon.

One night, a couple of years ago it was you and Steve. It had been just the two of you together, sitting side by side on the hood of his car. In that moment, your hands were close, almost touching from next to your sides, the sky was dark and there weren’t many stars although there was the moon. “I wish we could see more stars from here” Steve says, sighing as he observes the night sky.

“at least we have the moon, I love the moon” You respond softly and he turns to you, a smile cascading his face at your words. Seeing his heard turn to you in your peripheral, you then follow his lead and turn to him.

“you do? why?” Steve asks, his voice just as soft. His tone wasn’t filled with disgust or judgmental but instead filled with curiousness and admiration. The two of you smile at each other and you respond with a slight shrug of your shoulders “To me the moon radiates beauty and pain, I think its beautiful”

“My mom will convince me and I'll get the courage to ask”

After a long and stressful conversation with your mom you decided to pull over and do as she said. You were in the area, you were currently in the same town that Steve now resided in. You stared at the message, unable to look away. After you don’t even know how long, you exit out of the messages.

‘Yeah, of course!’

The text response came in and you could have sworn you had a heart attack, automatically wanting to go back in time and unsend the message.

“We will get coffee in Canton and you'll nervously laugh. When we hug, 'cause we don't hug, we never used to do that. We don't do that”

That now brings you here, sitting inside a coffee shop with a drink in your hand and sitting across from Steve Harrington. The conversation was fine, it wasn’t awkward but it wasn’t free and easy. The conversation wasn’t like the two of you, but then again there hadn’t been a ‘the two of you’ in a while.

Both of you had so much yet nothing at all to say, so much you wanted to catch up on, so much you wanted to ask, but none of the guts to do it. The words exchanged were kind and friendly but not like it once was.

When the two of you got up to leave, both of you awkwardly stayed stood next to the table, neither of you knowing what to do now. Apparently both of you had the same idea because you both hesitantly lean into each other, going for a hug.

When you guys were once friends this never happened. There was never an awkward moment and you guys never hugged. Maybe there was no hugging because it didn’t feel right between the two of you, maybe it was because of hesitancy, maybe it was because of the feelings you guys shared, never wanting to cross that line. At least thats what it was to you.

“Sometimes I go to sleep, And I'm still seventeen. You still live down my street, You're not mad at me”

Insomnia was on thing you struggled with amongst many, it was always hard for you to fall into a slumber, even if you were tired. It had always been this way, had always been something you struggled with while growing up. While you lay in your bed each night and try to sleep your mind always wanders.

That street, your old street where everything started. The same street Steve had grew up on, the same street your feelings for Steve begun.

One particular night, you were seventeen and he was eighteen. Steves parents were gone so he had thrown a party, a party in which you were invited. Long story short you had too much alcohol that night and could barely walk on your own. So Steve walked you home that night, seeing as you were adamant about going home, it was dark, and you were drunk out of your mind.

The entirety of the short walk you hadn’t stopped mumbling and sometimes exclaiming about the fact that Steve was mad at you. He was indeed not mad at you and had no clue why you were on that tangent.

That night ended with him tucking you into bed. “so you’re not mad at me?” you had asked hazily, snuggling into your covers. “I’m not mad at you” he had responded to you softly that night, a smile on his face as you immediately fell into a drunken slumber.

Sometimes when you sleep you dream of him. You dream of things you guys could have done together, you dream of reconnecting and becoming closer than ever, you dream of a fateful kiss, you dream. And none of it ever comes true.

“And in that dream I will say everything I wanted. That evеry day after May, I haven't found what I needed”

You wish you would have told him everything, you wish you would have said everything you wanted, but you didn’t. You never would. Maybe, just maybe that would have stopped him, maybe he wouldn’t have fallen in love with someone that wasn’t you.

In May he asked her to be his girlfriend and they were happier than ever. He didn’t love you, and maybe he never did, maybe it was all in your head. You would never know because you guys don’t hug and you guys don’t talk.

Soon enough they moved to a different city in Indiana, couple of hours away from their friends and family, away from you.

Ever since that night in May you hadn’t been the same. You watched as your friends became acquainted with the moving of their friend, you watched others lives move in orbit, So why were you stuck? You were completely and utterly stuck while Steve and everyone else moved on, went back to normal.

“No onе has come close to you

And I don't think anyone will”

Ever since that night in May, you havent moved on. You were stuck loving someone who was too far out of your reach, someone who didn’t love you. Someone you couldn’t have, because they loved someone else.

No one has ever come close to Steve, no one ever matched you or made sense to you like he did. No one ever came close to what Steve means to you, what you wanted Steve to be for you was something you didn’t think anyone would ever become, because they weren’t him. It would never be him.

“ Sometimes I go to sleep

And I'm still seventeen

You still live down my street

You're not mad at me “

The dreams occurred often, like your own mind was trying to torture you with the ‘what ifs?’. When you’re awake you think of him, when asleep you dream of him, dreaming of a time that was once simple.

You wished you were seventeen again with Steve living down the street, Steve who would always bring up that story of you drunk any chance he got.

“ I have a feeling you got everything you wanted

And you're not wastin' time stuck here like me

You're just thinkin' it's a small thing that happened

The world ended when it happened to me “ (x2)

You were stuck, you had been stuck since that fateful night in May when Steve happily told everyone the news of his new relationship.

After everything. After every little touch, every longing look, every extra word, every gesture, every late night talk, after everything he was perfectly fine, amazing even. Yet here you were stuck. You were stuck as the girl who got her heart broken by the love of her life.

If he could move on, why couldn’t you? Did those moments not mean anything to him? They meant something to you, all of those times felt like the world at your fingertips. They had to have meant something for him, everyone thought so, even you. He did some of those things with her so it had to have meant something. But if it did how could he have moved on so quickly?

He got it. Steve got everything he’s ever wanted in the palm of his hand. He’s out of Hawkins with his beautiful girlfriend, in a serious committed relationship. He got what he wanted and he was happy.

Did he think about you? You didn’t know, would you ever know? Probably not. All you knew was that Steve got what he wanted and you didn’t. You wanted him, you wanted that perfect and fun and comfortable relationship, you wanted to get out of Hawkins, you wanted to love every moment of your life but you didn’t. You didn’t get any of that, instead you got to be stuck without anything you wanted all while knowing they both got exactly what you had longed for.

Did he think everything between you guys was just something small that happened? Something important and childish in the past he could just forget? Because you couldn’t, you never would but you couldn’t say the same for him. The world ended when he left, when he moved on but he seemed great, and that made it all hurt even worse.

So as you look up into the night sky you think about what it could have been and you cry.

pairing(s)- Mattheo Riddle x reader

summary- The two of you just recently broke up, but you guys have the same friend group and neither of you are over the breakup.

category- Angst

warnings- Mattheo pov, he broke up with you but misses you, post breakup, sad ending, not proofread

words- 812

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I shouldn't be upset, I broke up with her. 

I watch her from across the table. She's laughing with Theodore and Draco, I wish she were laughing with me. Laughing with me just like we used to. 

Yes, we are still friends, but it was still very tense between the two of us. We broke up just a month ago and agreed to stay friends because we have the same friend group. I miss her so much, I want her more than anything I've wanted my entire life. 

“I never had the courage of my convictions. As long as danger is near And it's just around the corner, darling 'Cause it lives in me. No, I could never give you peace”

I had to break up with her, it was better for her. I told myself I had to let her go, I couldn't be selfish…for her sake.

I was too dangerous for her, I could never give her the life she deserves. Yes, maybe I could give her everything she wants like the luxuries but I can't give her the emotion. 

She gave me everything and I could never give her enough. 

“All these people think love's for show, But I would die for you in secret”

No one believed in our relationship at first. Everyone in Hogwarts was convinced there was something behind it, some conniving undertones hidden beneath us. I was a known player, I never thought of relationships and I never wanted them. Until her, I was absolutely enamored by y/n the second I met her.

Everyone in the school thought I was using her to get something because I am the infamous Mattheo Riddle, but just like them I hadn't expected for a girl like her to walk into my life and flip me completely upside down. The truth is I would do anything for her; I would die for her. 

Yet now here I am watching her with a wrenching ache in my chest instead of being next to her. Just like I always would, watching her with only pure love in my heart. But it was all my fault. 

“I'd give you my sunshine, give you my best But the rain is always gonna come if you're standing with me”

Even now that she is not mine, I would give her anything I could, anything she wanted that I could give. I knew I couldn't give her everything, I know that now and that's why I'm not there next to her with my arm draped across her shoulder.

But I knew I couldn't drag her along any longer. I couldn't have her constantly worrying her pretty head off about me, my life, and my emotions. I couldn't drag her into my mess of a family which I knew would happen. If she was with me there would constantly be a storm, she would always be upset, she would always be hurting and she would eventually get hurt. I couldn't have that, I might have said I could get her anything she wanted, but that didn't include me because absolutely nothing is worth her getting hurt. I could never live with myself, especially if by my faults. 

I wept when I realized I had to break up with her, I cried when I was breaking up with her, and I wept many times after. I haven't stopped crying. She cried too, I knew she did. She sobbed when I was breaking up with her and she cried after, which I knew because of Pansy. All of our friends called me an idiot and told me I shouldn't have done what I did but they didn't get it, they weren't me and they didn't have a y/n like I did.

I will forever be haunted by the look in her eyes the day I broke it off, but I had to remind myself why I was doing this. Because I was Mattheo Riddle, if she was with me, she was always going to get hurt, by myself and others. I couldn't be selfish and keep her in the storm. I had to let her go and let her walk into a path of clear skies. Just because I would be in the rain forever, doesn't mean she had to be.

“would it be enough if I could never give you peace?”

I couldn't be enough for her, and I would never be enough for her. She would soon discover she was destined for much more, destined for peace, destined for more than simply what I was. She would be okay, she would get better and that meant everything. Even if I wouldn’t be okay.

I loved her more than I loved myself, which is why I had to let her go. 

I could never give her peace…