I Got My Apple Juice

requested: no

summary: you and jack are very tired and it leads to funny conversations

warning(s): really corny dad jokes; kinda short

word count: 937

My eyes traveled from one end of the room to the other. I noticed the now closed shades against the window and the sloppily closed clothing drawer that was stuffed with clothing unfolded. My body laid limp in jack’s arms. He had originally laid down to go to sleep but i came in tiredly, upset about something that happened to me in school and eventually i had ended up with my back against him and his arm across my chest, holding me tightly against him. 

I could tell that we were both exhausted by the delirious conversation we had started to have. he’d mention something stupid that had nothing to do with anything we were saying or doing and then i’d laugh like crazy and he’d join in because my laugh at that time of night was so contagious. and then a minute later we’d be onto another stupid topic.

Requested? Yup! @why-d-we @books-youtube-internet-obsessed Hope ya’ll like it!

Warnings? Swearing like usual 

Word Count: 2,047 

“Seriously?” Jack says to himself. “What’s up?” Daniel asks from next him. “She’s singing One Direction again.” “Hey don’t bash 1D!” Jonah calls from across the room. Jacks soulmate has been listening to One Direction for three days straight. He didn’t have a problem with it the first day but after two more days nonstop, he was over it. “Sound check time. Let’s go.” Corbyn says popping into the room. The boys were currently at the venue for the first show. They were starting the Invitation tour today and Jack couldn’t be more excited. The rest of the boys stand up and follow after Corbyn. After they get their mics, they head up on stage to practice for their first show. “I️ think we should start off with Invitation.” Daniel says as he slips his guitar over his head. The boys nod in agreement and start off the song. As (Y/N) browses the aisles of Target, doing some late shopping after work, an unfamiliar song gets stuck in her head. She begins to hum along with the tune, hoping she could figure out what song it was. When nothing comes to her, she shrugs her shoulder and continues on shopping. She figured her soulmate was listening to something she hadn’t heard before and that’s why she didn’t recognize it. As she continues to shop, the song stuck in her head switches a couple of times, but it never was a song she listened to. She decided that she would look up the song later on and continued to shop. “Sounds good boys!” The band turns to see Logan walking up to them. They smile widely at the blonde vlogger before heading backstage again to get ready for the show. “Do you think our soulmates know we’re a band?” Zach has asked from across the room. “I️ know mine certainly doesn’t. All she does is listen to One Direction.” Jack says and leans back into his chair. “But they’re a boyband and so are we. So technically, she could know us.” Jonah points out. “Yeah maybe you’ll meet her on tour!” Daniel says. Jack rolled his eyes at his friends but deep down he hoped he would meet her. He was tired of waiting and he knew he’d like her even just based on her music taste. Sure she’s only listened to One Direction for three days straight, but some of the other stuff she listened to that Jack didn’t know, was beautiful. Deep lyrics that resonated in him and only made him want to learn more about her. He wanted to meet the girl behind the music. Back home, (Y/N) still had the same few songs stuck in her head. She didn’t think much of it. Maybe it was a new artist that her soulmate had discovered and he couldn’t stop listening to them. She did that all the time which most likely drove her soulmate insane. Days went on with your soulmate still singing the same few songs. You had finally gotten a break for a bit after hanging out with your bestfriend and being able to drown out the same few songs. “Wanna watch Baby Driver?” Your best friend asks from next to you. “Hell yes.” You respond as she gets up to change the DVDs. Just as the movie is beginning you get the same song stuck in your head that your soulmate had sang for days now. “Ugh!” You yell out frustratedly. “What’s wrong?” Your best friend asks from next to you. “My soulmate has been singing the same few songs for days now! It’s driving me insane.” You exclaim. “What song is it?” She asks while sitting up to look at you. “That’s the worst part. I️ have no clue.” “Sing it.” She says. You think about it for a second trying to focus on the words running through your mind. When a few of the lyrics stick with you, you start to sing. “How about I pick you up at 9? Meet me outside, baby, it’s a vibe Roll down the windows, we can fly I can see the stars, baby, in your eyes.” “That’s Why Don’t We!” She exclaims happily. “Why- what?” You ask confused. “Why Don’t We!” She repeats. “I’ve been obsessed with them since their first single.” “What song does he keep singing?” You ask. Instead of answering she holds up one finger before grabbing your TV remote and turning on YouTube. She quickly searches for something called Invitation before clicking on the correct video. “What is-“ you start but she quickly interrupts you. “Just watch.” She insists. The video starts with a boy in ancient clothing. He writes a note and sends it by a carrier pigeon. After waiting for decades, he finally gets a response and the song starts. You recognize the familiar tune that’s been playing in your head for weeks. You sit up in your chair and start to pay more attention to the video as the song continues to play. As the video plays you find yourself smiling as you watched it. Now that you had heard the entire song instead of just fragments that got stuck in your head, you loved it. When the song ends, your best friend turns to you with a smirk on her face. “I told you so.” She says. “Show me the other songs he keeps singing.” You give her the list of songs that he’s been singing over and over again and something clicks in her brain. She quickly writes all the songs down before turning back to you. “I think your soulmate is one of the band members.” She says slowly. “What?” You ask. “The songs he keeps singing over and over? That’s their set list. You keep hearing the same songs in the same order because he has to be one of the band members.” She explains.   Your head was spinning. How could a famous band member be your soulmate? You sat back in your seat trying to process this but your brain wouldn’t let you. After your best friend goes home, you decide to research the band more. You find out there’s five of them, Corbyn, Daniel, Jonah, Zach, and Jack. Jack had definitely caught your eye first. He seemed quieter than the rest of the band, probably earning the mysterious role in the band. However you had a feeling he was much more than that. You stayed up watching their music videos and some of their vlogs all night long. They were absolutely hilarious and amazingly talented in your eyes. If one of them was your soulmate you couldn’t be happier. After looking around a bit more at their socials you decide to finally head to bed for the night, their songs echoing in your head for the rest of the night. “Wait guys!” Jack exclaims sitting up in his seat on the bus. “What?” Daniel asks from next to him. “She’s listening to our song.” “For real?” Zach asks. “Yeah she was just listening to Invitation. Now she’s listening to Nobody Gotta Know.” Jack says as he focuses on the song stuck in his head. “I told you so!” Jonah calls from his bunk. “She actually knows who we are.” While Jack was happy that she knew his music he had to admit he was nervous. What if she was some crazy stalker fan? What if she doesn’t want to be in the spotlight and it doesn’t work out? He decided to leave it alone for the night and head to bed. The next city awaiting him and possibly his soulmate. “(Y/N)!” You jolt awake to see your best friend sitting next to you. You look around trying to gain your bearings and see what time it is. “What?” You ask groggily deciding that it was way too early for your best friend to be waking you up. “I got tickets for us to see Why Don’t We in New York.” “You what?” “I got tickets for us to see-“ “I heard you.” You cut her off. “But I mean how?” “I know people.” She says smirking at you. You roll your eyes but smile anyway. “When is it?” “Tonight.” She replies sheepishly. “What?!” After you get up and take a shower, (Y/B/F/N) picks out and outfit for you and you change quickly. After making sure you have everything you need, you two head for the big city. The concert was a few hours away and you were extremely nervous. You and (Y/B/F/N) were in the front of the line which guaranteed you a spot in front of the stage. “Alright boys, our biggest show.” Daniel says huddling us all together. “Don’t be nervous. We’re gonna kill it.” Jonah assures all of us. Jack could tell Jonah was mostly talking to him. For some reason Jack had a nervous feeling about tonight’s show but he couldn’t quite figure out why. The rest of the boys chalked it up to it being their biggest show but Jack knew differently. Finally it’s time for the boys to come out and you nervously awaited as the beginning notes of Invitation began to play. Corbyn comes out first, singing the beginning verse of the song. You sing your heart out as he sings and you dance along with your best friend. Soon Jack comes out after him, singing his verse. Just as you begin to sing along with him, something clicks in your brain. I nervously sit back stage waiting to go up after Corbyn. Just before I have to go, Daniel gives me a pat on the back and I jog up onto stage. Just as I start to sing I hear the song echoing in the back of my head. I snap my eyes in the direction of the girl in the front row, with the same expression I was probably wearing. I found my soulmate. Just as Jack looks over at you, your brain goes into overdrive. Your best friend was right, one of the band members was your soulmate. For the rest of the show you find yourself focused on Jack as your brain tries to comprehend what was happening. You both continue to steal glances at each other causing your stomach to do flips. At the end of the show, the boys walk off to the side of the stage and you turn towards your best friend who was absolutely ecstatic. “Holy shit that was amazing!” She exclaims. “Woah, what’s up?” She asks after seeing your expression. “Jack is my soulmate.” “No fucking way.” She responds. “When he started to sing his part and I was singing it, it was echoing in my brain as if it was going to get stuck in my head. As I realized it, Jack looked over and made eye contact as if he realized the same thing.” You explain. “Damn.” (Y/B/F/N) exhales. Before you can respond to her, a security guard walks up to the both of you. He says he needs to escort you to the backstage and you turn to look at your best friend with a confused look. She shrugs her shoulders and calls out that she’ll wait for you out front. You follow the security guard to the back of the stage to be met with Jack. “H-hi.” He says quietly. “Hi.” “We’re soulmates.” You both say at the same time causing each other to giggle quietly. “I’m (Y/N).” You say sticking your hand out for him to take. “Jack. But you probably already knew that.” He says taking your hand in his. Suddenly your phone starts to ring and you check it to see your best friend’s name pop up. “I actually have to go.” You say reluctantly. Before you go, the two of you swap phone numbers and share a quick hug. When you get outside and find your friend, you realize Invitation was still stuck in your head but only one specific lyric. How about I pick you up at 9? Suddenly your phone rings and you pull it out to see that Jack had texted you. I’m in town for a few more days. Can I pick you up? -Jack I’d love that.

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The One Where Jack and Y/N go to the annual WDW Christmas party, and Y/N gets an unexpected surprise…

“Alright, so who’s up first?”

It was a snowy night, December 23rd to be exact, and everyone was cooped up in a cabin. The boys, some of their girlfriends, and a few outside friends were all gathered around a small fireplace that seemed to be the only source of warmth. You were sat on a small stool which wasn’t exactly comfortable, but you didn’t mind. You look over at your boyfriend of 3 years and a small smile appears on your face. He’s sat on the floor, legs crossed like he’s a little kindergartner, intently listening to Daniel as he reexplains how to play the game.

“Okay, for the last time- and pay attention now because I’m not gonna explain it again-“ Daniel says, giving Jonah a deathly glare. Jonah, however, doesn’t seem to mind as he’s cracking up in the corner of the room. You sigh and turn your attention back to Daniel, although you can’t help but spare a few glances at Jack.

“So one of us will start the game off by picking out a present. Then, the next person will either pick a present or they can steal a present that was already given and so on. I’ll start so you guys can see how it works if you’re still confused…” Walking over to the big pile of gifts layed out in the center of the room, Daniel picks a small gift laying on top. Jack let’s out a loud cough, causing Daniel to quickly put it back.

“Wait- what’s wrong with that one?” Zach asks, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Corbyn hits him with his elbow and stares at him until he gets the hint. “Ohhhh right the surprise!” Everyone let’s out a big “Shhhhh!!!” which causes an apologetic Zach to become red in the face.

“What surprise? Is there, like, a million dollars in there or something?” You say, with a hint of sarcasm. “Not exactly…but we should save that one for last.” Jack says nervously, wiping his palms on his jeans. You don’t understand why he’s so worked up all of a sudden. He usually never gets this nervous unless he’s getting ready to perform.

The game starts with Daniel getting a pair of poorly knitted Christmas socks and, much to his surprise, no one takes his gift. Instead, everyone fights over the gift Daniel bought, which was an overpriced fanny pack from Gucci.

“Hmmmm, I’ll trade my gift for the fanny pack-“ “What the heck, Christina, I picked that tea kettle out just for you!” “Bean, it’s Gucci. I can’t turn this opportunity down!”

The game goes on for a little while longer, you getting stuck with an oven mitt Zach bought as a joke. You look over at Jack, who’s currently in the process of trying to put his new beanie on without exposing his messy locks. “Alright so I guess that’s the end of the game. I hope everyone got what they wanted and- oh wait, I almost forgot the last gift,” Daniel says, with a playful smirk. He has a sneaky glint in his eyes as he turns his attention towards you, “which I personally think Y/N should open.” The rest of the group silently agrees and turns their gaze to you, making you blush in embarrassment. You don’t question it, however, as you walk up to pick up the small present. You can tell it’s from Jack, due to the poor wrapping skills.

You sit back down on the stool and slowly start to unwrap the mysterious gift before you. “If there’s some sort of animal in here, I swear Avery-“ you say while laughing, though you begin to get a little nervous because who knows what it could be? As you’re opening the gift, everyone inches forward to see your reaction. Once you’re finally finished unwrapping it, you’re left with a small black box. You hesitate at first, but you build up the courage to open it and as you do so, your eyes begin to water. A shiny diamond ring is sitting peacefully in the center. “Uhm, Y/N-“ You look up to find Jack kneeling on one knee, his hands reaching up to grab yours.

“I know this isn’t the most extravagant way of asking this, but it’s almost Christmas and I thought, well y’know since it’s your favorite holiday and all maybe I’d- well y’know I just thought that maybe-“ He’s cut off by the sound of you sobbing uncontrollably, your hands quickly covering your mouth. You don’t know why you’re crying so much, or that you even had that many tears at all. Just something about Jack wanting to commit to you made you break down. You two always talked about getting married, but this wasn’t just a topic of discussion anymore. This was really happening, and it was so overwhelming, you just couldn’t help yourself.

“Uhm okay you’re crying. I don’t know if that’s good or bad, but I’m guessing it’s good since you haven’t run away yet. So, will you marry me?” Without saying anything, you throw yourself onto Jack, tears soaking into the sleeve of his shirt. “Is that a yes?” You nod your head repeatedly, not being able to form the right words. He takes the box from your lap and, taking your hand in his, places the ring on your finger. You hear loud cheers in the background and the sound of pictures being taken as you two just sit there, holding onto one another.

As you’re leave the party, you two begin poking fun at the whole engagement. “I can’t believe I had this whole speech planned out and didn’t say any of it. I just stuttered like a total doofus, ‘uhm uh yeah maybe uhm’ like just spit it out you fruit loop!” You laugh, cuddling up under his arm. “Hey, you were adorable. I’m the one that was crying uncontrollably!” He sighs in content, lifting up your hand to look at the new ring on your finger. “Y’know, I was gonna end my speech saying ‘Will you marry this noodle head,’ but I thought maybe that’d be a dealbreaker so I chickened out.” “Oh yeah, I would’ve had to take a lap around the tree and think it over.” You both laugh as you’re walking down the street back to your apartment.

A/N: I wrote this on a whim so hopefully it doesn’t do terribly skndjsjs. It’s also my first story :) <3

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Jack was in his room with the clock barely reaching 3 am.

Laying down on his bed, his mind was racing with thoughts about how he felt towards his girlfriend.

He was starting to realize how much he truly loved and cared for Y/N. Her smile, her laugh, her wittiness and even the way she walked had made Jack absolutely whipped for her.

Jack Avery was deeply and madly in love with Y/N Y/L/N.

The door in Jack’s room had opened and he was suddenly woken up from his daydream.

Y/N walked into the room with a glass of water in her hands and a sleepy look in her eyes. She had smiled softly when she saw him awake and put her glass down on the dresser.

“Hey love, I didn’t mean to wake you. I just got some water.” She slipped into bed with Jack immediately snuggling her head into his neck.

“It’s okay, I couldn’t get much sleep anyway.” He said with hesitancy, hoping he wouldn’t spill those three words too soon.

“Well, a penny for your thoughts?” She grinned. Y/N loved having late night talks with him.

But Jack did not grin, his breath hitched when he heard her words. He wanted to wait until the perfect moment, he had to. It needed to be perfect. She was a perfect girl.

Unfortunately for him, his lips were quicker than his thoughts.

“I love you!” Jack’s mouth was agape when he heard himself. He was not expecting to be that bold.

“You love me?” Y/N said with the tiniest whisper. She had the same shocked look like Jack.

Jack knew he loved this girl. He just had to give her confirmation.

“Of course I do, you are my entire world”

Y/N looked up at him with such admiration that her droopy eyes could hold. Her mind too tired to be flustered but awake enough to bring Jack into a small kiss.

Requested? Yep!

Summary: Y/n drags Jack outside on a rainy day 

Warnings? None!

Word Count: 857 (sorry it’s a bit shorter than usual!!)

Tags: @herrons-headass @adorkableavery @lovableherron @averysgarl @averyonelovesjack @im-on-something-different

A/N: If anyone wants to be on like a permanent tag list please let know because I don’t want to be annoying and tag people who don’t actually wanna be tagged!

Y/n and Jack sat on the couch, cuddled under a big fuzzy blanket as Mulan played on the screen, y/n singing along to the song that was playing as Jack glanced over at her, laughing.

Once the movie had finished, Jack looked through the stack of Disney movies piled in front of them, searching for the next one to watch as y/n skipped into the kitchen to stock up on snacks.

As she looked through the cupboard, she noticed the stream of rain on the window, making the outside view blurry. Y/n smirked to herself as she put the food back in the cupboard, running upstairs to grab her skateboard and back downstairs, sliding on her boots.

“What are you doing?” Jack inquired, standing up to see what was going on, the Finding Nemo dvd in his hand.

“It’s raining! Let’s go play in the rain! Get your skateboard,” y/n demanded, nodding her head in the direction of the staircase.

“Why do you wanna be wet?” he asked, lifting his eyebrow as he set the dvd back down on top of the pile for later.

“Skateboarding in the rain is fun, let’s do it, I love rain!” she exclaimed with so much excitement, causing Jack to shake his head but oblige nonetheless, jogging upstairs to grab his skateboard and his shoes, meeting y/n at the front door.

“Let’s do it,” he nodded, opening the door as him and y/n ran out into the pouring rain, loud screams of excitement escaping her lips as she titled her head upward, the rain hitting her face lightly.

Y/n put her skateboard down on the ground, stepping onto it and pushing herself forward, extending her arms out beside her. Jack started behind her, moving his foot fast in order to catch up to her, flashing her a grin as his hair began to become completely wet.

“See? Told you it would be fun,” Y/n smirked, pushing Jack slightly, making him stumble and fall off the skateboard.

“It was fun until that,” he grumbled jokingly, pulling you off your skateboard too.

“I guess I deserved that,” she shrugged, laughing as she took his hands in hers, moving her hips from side to side.

“What are you doing?” Jack asked.

“I’m dancing, join me,” she laughed as she raised her arm up with Jack’s hand, twirling him underneath.

Jack picked her up by the waist, spinning around as she smiled brightly, water droplets flying off of her wet hair as they spun. 

After putting her down, she wrapped her arms around Jack’s neck, smiling brightly as they swayed back and forth, Jack humming a soft tune as they looked into each other’s eyes, the rain still hitting them, they’re clothes soaking wet.

“I feel like this is really cliché,” y/n muttered, running her hand through Jack’s now wet curls.

“Oh, it is, but I like it,” he winked, leaning in to kiss her softly.

Y/n placed her hands on either side of Jack’s face, kissing him as she fought the urge to grin widely midway through. 

“Why you smiling so big? I kiss you all the time,” Jack chuckled, poking her nose.

“I’ve always wanted a kiss in the rain,” she confessed, averting her gaze from Jack, feeling slightly embarrassed.

“Well we can do it more, if you want,” he suggested, kissing her once more.

After standing together and singing and dancing in the rain, y/n ran away from Jack, causing him to lift his eyebrows in confusion, but follow her anyway.

“Need to find the biggest puddle,” she informed him, staring at the ground as she trotted down the pavement, gasping as she saw a massive one next to the sidewalk.

She grabbed Jack’s hand and sprinted to the puddle, jumping as high as she could before landing with her feet in the puddle, the huge splash of water soaking both her Jack even more, although at this point it made no difference.

Jack followed her lead, jumping into the puddle as well, trying to make a bigger splash than y/n did, and succeeding. 

“Oh my god!” she squealed, wiping the fresh water off of her face so she could see properly, ignoring the fact that the water was probably extremely dirty.

After running up and down the street and jumping into more or less every puddle that had been encountered, y/n began to shiver slightly from the cold water soaking her cloths, hair, and body.

“Cold, babe?” Jack asked, wrapping his arms around her even though he was just as wet as she was.

“Little bit,” she nodded.

“Let’s go inside, that was fun,” he chuckled, taking her hand as they walked back inside, running upstairs to get warm, dry clothes, leaving a trail of water behind them as they dripped.

After changing into warm clothes, y/n ran to Jack, jumping into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist.

“Now shall we watch Finding Nemo?” he asked after pressing a soft kiss to her cold lips, earning a nod in response.

“I’ll actually get the snacks this time,” she joked.

Being an introvert had several advantages, one of them being understanding body language up to the finest detail. You observed the people behave the way they did and learned to connect certain movements to certain emotions. Especially if it was about the people closest to you, you seemed to understand their every move.

When one of your good friends, Jack, dumped a simple selfie in his public Snapchat story, you immediately knew something was off. That is why you jumped into your car and stranded in front of his home half an hour later.

Another friend, Jonah, opened the door as confusion sparkled in his eyes. “[Y/N]? What are you doing here?” He asked, stepping aside to let you in.

“Surprise.” You rushed inside, “I have got to talk to Jack for a second, but in a few I want to hear everything about how your recording went.” You continued, hurrying to Jack’s bedroom before storming inside.

And the uneasy feeling in your guts had been right, because when you entered the room you saw your friend covered by blankets. That wasn’t Jack-like, he usually was so energetic and awake. You sat down on the end of his bed and watched him roll over.

“Go away, I’m sleeping.” Jack mumbled, completely covered by the blanket.

You could hear the unusual tremble in his voice. “Your eyes were bloodshot and glassy, Jack.” As soon as your soft and gentle voice filled the air, you saw Jack freeze next to you. He certainly hadn’t expected you to show up.

“I’m tired.” He replied.

Insecure of how he wanted to be helped, you licked your lips. “Tired of what?”

He sighed and rolled on his other side, facing away from you. “It has been a long day recording, [Y/N], I just want to be alone.”

You had to admit that it stung a little. Him saying that made you feel like he never wanted you here in the first place, as if you never truly were friends. But you also knew that that was your own insecurity speaking, you knew that realistically he just didn’t want to show his emotions. So you stayed.

“I can be quiet, if you want.” You whispered, looking down at your feet. “I can leave your room, if I must.” You added, “But I’m not going to let you be alone, because you’ve been crying and the last thing you need is to feel alone.”

A silence followed, a silence so long that you started to worry if that was his way of telling you to go away. But eventually, his soft voice calmed your hasty heart again.

“I just need to get used to the fame and the fans.” You could see him shrug his shoulders, “And I definitely need to stop complaining- I’ve always dreamed of doing arenas and now…” His broken voice faded away.

You gentle pulled on the covers, slowly revealing Jack. First you saw his face, then his chest. You stopped pulling, pushed off your shoes and climbed over to him. Sitting next to him, you sighed as he finally looked at you.

“And now you’re being overwhelmed by all the people who expect so many things from you? You can’t get used to getting three hours sleep a night? You feel like you can barely breath?”

His eyes softened and his lips parted before a somehow relieved sigh left his fine lips. Jack couldn’t look away from you, speechless of how well you seemed to understand him. Revealing his arm from under the covers, he hesitantly grabbed your hand.

A smile creeped onto your face. You squeezed his hand before you pulled him up so that he was sitting next to you. Then, pulling him into a hug, both of you fell back into the mattress. You could feel your body tingling whenever he tightened his grip.

“You’re going to be okay.” You whispered to him, noticing how his body wanted to continue sobbing.

Jack rolled over, so that you were laying on top of him. “You’re my favorite person.” He whispered into your years, and although you knew it was a lie, you appreciated him showing his own appreciation.

The door flew open without a warning, and in stepped Zach. When he saw you comfortable laying in the arms of a bare chest Jack, he only started to grin. Instead of leaving, he played with his eyebrows, sending the two of you countless of winks.

“What’s going on here?” Jonah said before he too walked into the room. His jaw dropped when he saw the two of you.

You had expected Jack to push you off of him as soon as the door had opened, but instead he only tightened his grip around you.

“She’s helping me reduce some stress.” Jack replied with the softest smile on his face.

Zach laughed, “Well, I have read that the best way to get rid of stress, is having se-“

Before Zach could finish his sentence, Jonah pulled him out of the room and shut the door. Jack snapped his eyes at you before he let out an embarrassed laugh. You tried rolling off of him, but he hold you tight.

|Word Count - 636|

|Request - Yes| 

“Daniel? Are the boys downstairs?” You asking letting out a yawn. Daniel shook his head letting you know no one was downstairs. “They all went to bed pretty late so I don’t think they’re up.” He mumbled rolling over to you. You let out a giggle when the brunette trying rolling on top of you. “Get off. Daniel stop.” You tried pushing him off but he eventually laid comfortably on top of you with his face in the crook of your neck. “Fuck.” He whispered through his teeth making you give him a confused face. “Fuck what?” You questioned making him give you a cheeky smile. How could someone be that adorable this early in the morning? “Nothing. You look beautiful babe.” Pressing a soft kiss to your lips, Daniel moved over letting you sit up. You gave him s confused smile before getting off of the bed and finding your way downstairs. It was fairly quiet, no talking just snoring. Majority of the lights were off so you assumed all the boys were actually sleeping. Flipping the light switch, you let out a small shriek when you were met with Jonah and Jack laying on the floor. “What the hell?” You tiredly asked almost stepping on the boys. Jack let out a laugh before sitting up so he could talk to you better. “Jonah was convinced a colder floor is better for you. I don’t see the….” Jack stopped talking when his eyes went down to your neck and upper chest. “Long night?” He suggestively asked wiggling his eyebrows at you. You gave him a confused look as Jonah also sat up instantly looking at her neck. “She doesn’t know.” Jonah whispered to Jack making Jack stifle a laugh. “Daniel’s in trouble.” Jack mumbled playfully rolling his eyes before standing up. He helped Jonah up before the both of them walked around you and out of the kitchen. “You’re not going to tell me?” You whined throwing your arms up. Jonah and Jack shrugged their shoulders making you let out a groan. You ran your hands over your neck only to be stopped by soft bumps and tiny prickles. Realization set in once you realized what the boys were getting on about. “Daniel Seavey!” You shouted running towards your shared room. Daniel already knew what had been told to you by the tone of your voice. Plus no one would run down the hallway with breakfast, too risky. “Yes love?” He answered with a sweet smile on his face. Staring at the edge of the bed, you grabbed a pillow chucking it at him. “What are these?” You asked gesturing towards your neck. “Hickies.” He deadpanned making you let out a groan. “Daniel no, you didn’t tell me.” You whined throwing another pillow at Daniel. “Who told you?” Daniel asked letting out a laugh at your terrible aim. “We did.” Jack mumbled from the doorway recording the both of you. Covering your face, you fell forwards onto the bed not wanting your face to be shown in the video. You were already embarrassed enough. “You’re just jealous.” Daniel retorted rubbing your back as he stuck his tongue out at Jonah and Jack. Jonah snorted rolling his eyes at Daniel before leaving the room. “Jealous of what?” Jack asked as if he didn’t know what Daniel meant. “Jealous that you’re not getting an-” “Bye Jack!” You cut Daniel off before the situation became too embarrassing. Jack gave a wave before turning to shut the door behind him. “Didn’t want to see you guys bone each other anyway.” He retorted making you let out a whine as Daniel started laughing at his friend. “Babe?” Daniel mumbled kissing your exposed shoulder. “What Daniel?” You questioned looking at the brunette. “Are you going to sleep or…” “Shut it Seavey!”

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Tag list: @dimply-dolan @tragicmarais @aestheticzachy @lonestarhazel

This didn’t post fully the first time so here ya go

You chuckled as he pulled on in four or five times before noticing the door was in fact locked. Keri laughed as she pressed the lock button again.

You see Daniel had to have surgery today and even though we’re all joking now you were basically shitting yourself wondering if something could go wrong in the surgery.

“Okay Daniel come on,” Keri says as she pushes him away from the car.

~Timeskip~

“It’s okay buddy, your mom’s got you,” the doctor said as he, Keri and Daniel come out of the surgical office.

“Who’s that Daniel?” Keri asks pointing to you, his face almost immediately lights up and his mouth drops more as he sees you.

“Baby, my baby,” he chokes out as his eyes begin to fill with tears, “mom that’s y/n, I love her,” He muffles again as he falls into his Mom’s embrace.

The doctor walks over to you as Keri tries to get Daniel settled in a chair next to you, moving his hand out towards you and wiggling it about as in to say ‘take my hand’. You take his hand and bring it up to your lips, pressing a kiss on his wrist and thumb. He giggles out softly “I got a kiss,” to himself even though we could all here it.

Keri presses a kiss to his head as the doctor begins to talk, “So Daniels surgery went well as you can see, the gauze and tape are completely normal but you will need help to change it every 5-6 hours, it’s normal for him to get nausea but if anything else unusual happens calls this,”

He looks at Daniel who is laying on your shoulder, “y/n you’ve gotta good man with you,he wouldn’t shut up about you.”

You smiled as he said that as Daniel quietly mumbled out “Hey thassa bad word,” you all laugh again as Keri gets up to sign him out of the hospital.

~

You knew the car ride home would consist of him chatting absolute shit but you didn’t think it would be this much.

“”Momma I’m hungry,” Daniel says as he shifts around in the back seat next to her. Yourself and Keri thought it would only be reasonable for her to calm her son down, but nothing has seemed to work yet.

“Daniel you can’t eat right now,” Keri says as she puts the seat belt back on him for the third time this trip.

“Chew it and spit it in my mouth then,” he says as he shoves his mom off of him, you can see from the mirror that his face that he looks like he’s shit someone.

“Mommy I’m so sorry, I don’t mean to push you a-a-and oh my god I’m so sorry,” he says as he pushes his face into Keri’s chest.

“Daniel it’s fine, you didn’t hurt me,” Keri says laughing and running her fingers through his hair.

He looks up at her and says “that doesn’t matter I still hit you even if it was accidental, I love you and y/n I love you and I never will or wanna hurt you, please tell me you believe me,” he turns his head towards you, in the driver’s seat, quietly listening to 5 seconds of summer whilst hearing the commotion behind you.

“I love you baby, I know you’d never intentionally hurt me,” you say as you look through the mirror again seeing his cheeks flush pink as he whispers to his mom “she said she loves me”.

There was a quiet five minutes in the car before Daniel asked “y/n” he dragged out the last letter in your name.

“Yes Dani?” You look through the mirror again for a short moment before turning back to the road.

He questions himself in his head, well that what it looks like before he says “when we get home can you give me a blowjob?”

You almost swerve into a different lane as his question was asked “DANIEL JAMES,” you say quiet loudly when as you regain focus on the road again “where did that come from?”you ask as he shrugs leaning against the windows again.

You look in the mirror again to see a smirking Keri Seavey who mouths ‘well then’ before saying “so much for innocent Daniel James,” before laughing again on her phone calling Tyler.

“I’m so sorry Keri,”

~

As we were walking up towards the shared Seavey apartment Daniel decides to break out into a sprint saying something like “I wanna see Anna banana,” he yells before face planting, luckily placing his hands down before his face could smack into the carpet.

“I would be so pissed off right now If he wasn’t fucking adorable,” you say as you run to go pick him up luckily enough the boys inside must of heard a fall because a few doors down you could see Tyler and Christian jogging towards us.

You turn his face towards you before kissing his nose softly, his nose scrunches up as he goes to properly kiss you but you pull away letting Tyler pull him up.

“Hey dude I was gonna get a kiss,” Daniel says as he pushes Tyler’s arm off of him and stumbling towards you.

“Oh no you don’t buddy,” Tyler says before picking him up and on his shoulder.

You and Christian laugh and walk as Keri quickly runs towards ⅔ of her sons in a panic, “TYLER, DO NOT drop him.”

~

You walk into the lounge room where your boyfriend lays cuddling with Keri while Jeff gets another bucket.You walk towards the pair and snuggle up against him.

“How are you feeling baby?” You ask, he turns over as his hand is still connected to his moms, stroking his cheek lightly before kissing his nose.

His cheeks flush again as he runs his face into your hand liking the affection.” Still nauseous, but I feel better with my favourite people beside me,”

You close your eyes when he says that thinking of the day so far, “want me to get Anna?” You ask and he snuggles in your neck as he nods and whispers ‘call her Anna banana’ you chuckle before slightly raising your voice “Anna banana,”

She quickly runs out of her room and into the lounge with multiple waters before quickly sliding next to you, “hi guys.” and messed Daniels hair up even more “what’re we watching?”

“The lion king,” you say as you move daniel to lay on your shoulder.

~

“Hey guys, I’m gonna take Keri and Anna to bed,” jeff says as he slowly picks up Anna and quickly moved her to her room before coming out and picking Keri up bridal style and kissing both your and Daniels cheeks, “good night guys, love you.” He moves Keri slightly before taking her to their room.

Daniel shuffles around before moving out to stretch out on the couch.

“Did you wanna go to your bed baby?” You whisper into his into his ear, you fingertips gliding under his shirt and along along his stomach.

“Our,” is all he says before trying to stand up, you quickly get up to help him go towards his reasonably close room.

Closing the door you turn around to Daniel taking his hoodie off before placing it on the bed and slowly making his way into his bed.

You quickly turn off the lights before stripping your top and bra off and placing the hoodie over your head, taking your shorts off and hopping into the other side of his bed.

He places his hands on your ass as he moves you into his neck, “nice boobs,” he says into your neck slowly kissing your neck and up towards your lips. Before he can kiss your lips you place your thumb on his lips keeping them from reaching yours.

“You threw up maybe three hours ago and I know you may be feeling better now but tomorrow’s going to be hard baby,” you move your hands to his stomach again, tracing random objects into the skin.

“I know, can we call the boys tomorrow?” He asks moving his hand to still yours.

“Of course Baby,” you say and continue tracing random objects into his skin.

a/n: hey guys this is the start of my christmas special! i hope it doesn’t suck ass! 

as the credits of the movie ‘Home Alone’ began to roll, you peeled jack’s arms off from around your frame that was far smaller than his and stood up off of the couch. 

“heyyy,” jack whined once you were out of his grip. you chuckled at his childish acts and slipped your shoe onto your right foot, preparing to go home for the night. you reached down to grab your left shoe, but were only met with the air where your shoe had been previously. 

“where did my shoe go-” you started to ask but as soon as you lifted your eyes from the ground, you saw jack standing on the other side of the living room with your shoe in his hand. 

“can i have that back, please?” you asked politely, but there was clearly some irritation in your voice. 

“no,” your boyfriend replied blankly. “i don’t want you to leave and you can’t leave without your shoe,” he told you, crossing his arms with your shoe still tight in his grasp. 

“oh yeah? watch me,” you tried, opening the door and stepping out into the freezing cold of the night. even though you couldn’t feel your foot after just mere seconds of it being submerged in the frigid snow, you weren’t going to let jack see how much you were regretting stepping out into the snow with only one shoe on. before you knew it, you were being yanked back into the warmth of the house by jack, his hand tightly gripping yours, your shoe no longer his top concern. 

“are you kidding me? it’s fucking freezing out there, you’re going to catch a cold!” he exclaimed, his inner mom coming out as he pulled you into his warm embrace and subtly shut the front door as soon as you were fully in the house. 

“i have to go,” you mumbled into his chest a moment or so later, your arms still tightly wrapped around his torso. 

“why? it’s cold out there, baby” he whined again. you rolled your eyes but allowed another chuckle to escape nonetheless as he seemed to be attached to you at the hip. 

“i have school tomorrow, a final actually,” you informed him. 

“and?” he alluded. “why does that mean you have to leave?” 

“so that i can get a good night sleep and maybe, oh i don’t know, not fail college?” 

“you’re not going to fail college,” he sighed. however, you continued to protest and try to pry yourself out of his grip, no matter how badly you wanted to stay. “you’re a very intelligent, beautiful, amazing woman and i am positive that you are going to ace that final tomorrow, and even if you don’t get a perfect score, you are not going to fail college,” he rambled, resulting in a blush creeping it’s way onto your face. 

“thank you, but if i’m here i probably won’t get the amount of sleep that i need to pass,” you protested again. it was as if you were having a battle with yourself. the warmth of his embrace and presence made you want to stay more than anything, but there was something deep in your brain that was telling you to go home. 

“why? we aren’t going to do anything bad…” jack giggled, loosing his hug slightly so that he could look at your face that he fell more and more in love with with every glance. “i just want you here to cuddle and keep me warm,” he told you, smiling widely. “plus i always sleep better when you’re with me.”

the smile on his face grew even wider when you huffed. by this point, he knew he had won the battle over if you should stay or if you should go. 

“fine, but once i lay down with you, don’t talk to me. i need to sleep,” you grinned, tugging your shoe off of your foot and allowing it to plop down next to the other one by the front door. 

“yes,” jack cheered quietly, pumping his arm into the air in victory. 

“fucking weirdo,” you shook your head, giggling, to which jack gasped loudly and dramatically, pretending to be offended. 

“hey, y/n……” jack mumbled a minute or so after the two of you had said your goodnights and were curled up in bed with one another. 

“i said don’t talk to me,” you spoke in a voice that could barely be heard but when it was, sounded incredibly annoyed. 

“okay, um, sorry. i love you,” he spit out quickly, hoping you wouldn’t get mad at him for speaking again. when you only sighed in content and melted even further into his warm body, he grinned to himself before planting a kiss on your temple lightly. 

he took his left hand out from under your sleeping body and ran his fingers through your hair, sending relaxing chills down your entire body and pushing you into an even deeper sleep. 

Requested: Yes 

I got the request for a random Daniel imagine, so this came from scratch. Hope it works!

Word Count: 1,111 !!!  (sorry i thought that was a cool number ok?)

Synopsis: Story in which your relatively new boyfriend and you bicker like a married couple whilst enjoying a game night. Your relationship gets revealed over an Instagram live stream. 

“Cheater! You aren’t allowed to do that!” Daniel threw his hands in the air and shouted.  You slid your metal game piece across the board and took a pile of colorful, fake money. “Last time I checked, you didn’t make up the rules to Monopoly. Did you?” you jokingly snapped back at him. Your boyfriend of one month sat across from you and stared down at the intense board game that was unfolding. “You always win! It’s not fair. There either has to be something I’m not understanding, or the more probable option: You are a dirty little cheater!”  

 “But I’ve played this way my whole life!”

 “I don’t care! That is the most stupid rule I have ever heard of!” Daniel yelled and tossed his Monopoly piece into the air. You fell back onto the floor in a fit of laughter. There was only one thing better than beating Daniel at Monopoly: Daniel getting fake mad about it.

Then, he joined you in laughter as well, finally breaking character. The boy couldn’t act angry with you for more than a minute and everyone knew it.

“Hey! You two!” Jack marched through the hallway of the Why Don’t We house—iPhone in hand. “I’m trying to do a live stream on Instagram and you are screaming over my thoughts!” He swung open the door and panned the camera across the room, revealing the messy game night set up that you two had created. You and Daniel sat on the ground of the living room, surrounded by pillows and blankets. A bowl of popcorn had been overturned in the process.

Instinctually, you held a hand over your face. “Jack! I didn’t sign up to have my face broadcasted to thousands of people.” Of course, you were half joking. You knew that when you started dating Daniel, people would eventually find out and would probably give you extra social media attention for it. So yes, tons of people would see your face at some point. There was just one little problem. You and Daniel had yet to go public with your relationship. A lot of fans speculated your relationship status, but most were still convinced that you two were good friends.

Jack laughed at your camera shyness and started reading off the flood of comments. 

“OMG I SHIP.”

“Is that y/n?”

“#yourshipname is real.”

“Date already!”

 Jack raised his eyebrows and winked at both of you. “Looks like they want you two to stop dancing around the obvious.”

 You gave Jack the evil eye and shook you head. “I have no idea what you are talking about. The only obvious thing here is that I am beating Daniel’s butt.” Daniel raised a hand to his chest, pretending to be shocked. “Not true, y/n! I am a Monopoly master!” You waved your stack of bills in front of your face and proceeded to play along with his banter. “C’mon Daniel. Don’t lie to your fans. It’s not nice.”

Daniel protested again, pushing his default accusation that you were cheating.

“I think you’ve landed yourself a spot in that Monopoly jail cell. I suspect foul play!”

You cupped a hand around your ear and plastered a puzzled look on your face. “Sorry. What was that? I can’t hear you over all of this cash.”

“Fine, fine. You’ve got me,” he raised his hands in surrender. “Win. Lose. I don’t care, because at the end of the day, I still get to kiss your face. So, who’s the real winner here?”

Your eyes widened. His comment actually caught you by surprise. Despite your prior agreement to keep your relationship on the down low, he seemed to be revealing it all on camera. Jack’s jaw dropped at Daniel’s flirtatious response.

“Well there you have it folks! The cat is out of the bag!” The comments immediately started going wild again.

Heat began running to your cheeks, so Daniel reached over and gave your hand a squeeze. “Sorry, love. I couldn’t resist that one. I saw the opportunity and I had to take it.”

Jack passed the phone off to Daniel. “I think you are getting quite a few questions. (yourshipname) is taking over my live.” Daniel grinned at the viewers’ reactions. “Aw y/n they think you are cute! Come talk to the fans.” 

There was no going back now, so you chose to finally embrace being in the public eye. Your boyfriend’s eyes scanned the comments as they poured in.

“What’s her name?

- Well this is y/n y/l/n. I think she’s pretty cool.”

“Where did you meet?

-We met at The Grove in L.A. I was trying to pull ‘a Jonah’ and just go up and talk to her, because I thought she was really pretty and probably out of my league.” You could feel yourself start to blush again so you ducked out of frame.

Daniel laughed at your attempt to avoid the attention and reached out to grab your arm. “Nooo y/n. They want you to come back!” He moved so that he was sitting next to you and pulled you into his side. “Look!” he said as he gestured towards the crowd of humans on the other end of the screen. “They are being super nice!” Daniel was excited to finally be able to gush over you, so you couldn’t object.

You read through more of the questions and picked out one that caught your eye.

Can you tell us a secret about Daniel? ;)

“Ooh someone asked if I could spill some dirt on you!” you teased. “I can’t say no to that. Can I?” He rolled his eyes in response. You guys were always playfully trying to push each other’s buttons.

“Well. Daniel was actually late on our first date.”

“Hey! In my defense, I was-”

“I know I know,” you interrupted. “He claims that he was late because he spent too long holding the door for all of the people exiting the mall.”

Daniel slung his arm over your shoulders and looked you in the eyes. “It’s true! I promise!” All you could do was laugh at how honestly innocent he was.

“I know! If that excuse came out of anyone else’s mouth, I wouldn’t have believed them. But, that definitely sounds like something you would do. You’re too nice sometimes.”

Daniel kissed your cheek and smiled. His eyes always lit up the same way when he looked at you and fans definitely noticed. The way his eyes scanned your face was what made people doubt your “just friends” act in the first place.

 “Hey!” Jack shouted from the other side of the room. “No PDA on my Instagram live!”

Just some quick Daniel humor/ kinda fluff 

Hope you enjoyed! 

-Faith

Jonah: You sighed in content as your boyfriend massaged his long fingers through your hair with one hand, a copy of the both of your’s favorite book at the moment in the other. You were tucked into his chest, legs tangled together carelessly as you traced whatever your imagination brought lightly onto his chest, which was softly rising and falling as he read the book aloud, his soft voice soothing your soul and washing away all of the days worries. Whenever you were stressed or anxious, the perfect remedy to relieve whatever you were feeling was just to be in the presence of your boyfriend as he read to you in his soft, soothing voice, reminding you why you fell in love with the boy in the first place.

Jack: Your hand brushed against Jack’s idly as the two of you walked along the sidewalk, the only source of light coming from the glowing moon above you, not enough to decipher if that was a crack in the sidewalk or merely a shadow, but enough to navigate yourselves along the sidewalk. You interwove your fingers with his longer ones, shoulders brushing together as the two of you just walked, not a word coming from either of you, leaving the only sounds to be the exhaust coming from passing cars and the occasional chirps and ringing of the crickets and cicadas surrounding you. Neither of you felt the need to speak, because a simple look or the slightest change in body language was already a conversation. You were Jack’s escape and he was yours; an escape from the busy life of being known. Going out for a walk every now and then without the vibration of your phones and the absence of the voices coming from the television was one of Jack’s favorite things in his entire life, and he couldn’t be more grateful to share it with a person as amazing as you.

Daniel: Both you and Daniel were extremely busy most of the day, leaving only one time for the two of you to be left in blithe silence was at night, when the two of you were tangled in the sheets, arms flailed mindlessly and legs tangled together as you listened to the rise and fall of each other’s chests, your head tucked into his chest and your body mostly sprawled on top of his lanky one. Your favorite part of the day was the hushed breathing and feather-light touches when one wakes up before the other, giving either of you time to completely memorize every inch of each other’s body; right down to the stretch marks he adored that were spread across your hips, to each and every freckle speckled across his shoulders. He loved rolling over and unconsciously reaching out and curling closer into each other because even though you both are asleep, you are in love.

Zach: Your boyfriend was a pretty exuberant person, but your favorite part about him was when that part shied away and you were left with the sensual, quiet person who was currently laid across your legs, cuddling into them underneath a blanket as his voice softly recalled the events of the day to you, a small smile on your face as you ran your fingers through his hair softly, occasionally nodding to show him you were listening. You both cherished silently listening to the other as your voices slowly fell into a natural rhythm, too immersed in the story you’re bringing to life to care that you have to get up for work in a few hours, or to care about what anyone thought about the both of you, because you and he both knew that this was the closest thing to true love you’d ever experienced.

summary: daniel’s girlfriend wakes up freezing cold and gets annoyed when he’s not in bed to warm her up.

word count: just barely 1.1k (it’s a shorty this time folks)

warnings: none. gets a lil steamy i guess?

a/n: so this is for a request from that prompt list i posted forever. I had it written and was literally just about to post it when i realized i hated the way i’d written it, so i completely rewrote it and i’m much happier with how it turned out this time. figured since the last one was an ode to halloween this one needed to be in the wintertime because i’m frickin hype for Christmas, y’all, like you don’t even know. hope you guys like it!

prompts: “you look so comfy and cuddle-able” and “your lips are really warm”

I woke up to see snow falling outside our window, a chill already settled in my bones. I reached over to Daniel’s side, expecting to be greeted with the solid warmth of his chest that I could snuggle into. Instead, much to my disappointment, my fingers only found empty sheets. With a groan, I pushed myself out of bed and stepped into my fuzzy slippers to protect my feet from the cold wood floor. I pulled the throw blanket off the foot of the bed and wrapped it around my shoulders as I left our bedroom to go look for Dani. I shlepped down the stairs, pulling the blanket tighter around me as I stepped into the kitchen. I saw Daniel standing shirtless at the counter, hair laying softly against his forehead. He scrolled through his phone as the coffee brewed, looking perfectly comfortable in his half-dressed state.

“Dude, how are you not frozen?” I asked, my voice thick and scratchy from disuse.

daniel was never really into pda. well he wasn’t until he met you.

he couldn’t help but show off his love, you were the most beautiful and incredible thing that had ever happened to him. but he tended to keep it lowkey when the two of you were out in public.

he was always super affectionate towards you, but he’d keep it behind closed doors. the kisses, the hugs, the touches, all of the things he wished to keep to himself and to you were kept in closed hands.

but he never failed to show his love for you when others were around. 

he’d hold your hand, playing with your fingers and rubbing the back of your hand with his calloused thumb. his fingertips dancing with yours as he held a conversation with others, occasionally squeezing your hand to let you know that he was still there, that he was still paying attention to you.

he’d rest his hand on your thigh, squeezing it gently as a sign of his affection. he’d trace gentle circles on your skin, soothing you to no end. sometimes he’d drum his fingers against your thigh in a happy beat.

he’d pull you into gentle hugs when he was feeling exceptionally affectionate, resting his chin on the top of your head as his hands made gentle circles on your back. he’d smell like fresh cologne, the scent never being too overwhelming. it was always just right.

sometimes he’d come up to you from behind, wrapping his arms around your waist and settling his chin into the crook of your neck, taking in your sweet scent and pressing light kisses onto your shoulders and the column of your neck.

he’d press his perfectly pink lips to your forehead every so often, giving you occasional and quick pecks to your skin as the two of you swayed slightly, enjoying each other’s presence. he’d whisper sweet nothings into your ear, telling you how amazing you looked, how lucky he was to have you.

on the rare occasion that he’d properly kiss you out in public, he’d make it worth it. normally it’d be when he had to leave for tour or interviews, as the two of you stood in the airport awaiting for him to leave to his gate. the two of you would say your goodbyes before he’d abruptly pull you into a long, passionate kiss, the two of you melting slowly into the embrace. the two of you would ignore the rambunctious wolf-whistles and cheers coming from the fans and boys, because all you could focus on was him. his taste, his smell, his form, his eyes. 

he’d take in all of you. your gorgeousness, your bright smile, your kind eyes. he’d study every inch of your face as if it were to be the last thing he ever saw, and he’d gently lean his forehead down so it would rest against yours. his large, calloused hands would softly cup your cheeks, his ocean eyes looking into yours.

Type: Fluff

Prompt: Y/n loves thunderstorms, Daniel not so much.

Leave me some requests for imagines & preferences, I’m fresh out of ideas.. Thanks sm for reading! :) xx

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“Ooo did you hear that one?” You asked Daniel, sitting on the couch watching the thunderstorm.

“Yeah, that was loud.” He said, handing you one of the two mugs he held in his hands.

“Thank you! Looks delicious.” You smiled, taking a small sip of the delicious hot cocoa.

Daniel came and sat beside you, putting his arm around you as the storm out side raged on. This was a little tradition you did when ever there was a thunderstorm, drink hot cocoa and cuddle up on the couch.

“I love thunderstorms.” You smiled, leaning into Daniel side.

“And why’s that?” He asks, kissing your temple.

“Because I get to cuddle with you.” You cooed, kissing his cheek.

“You’re adorable.” He chuckles, pulling you onto his lap.

As the storm grew outside you couldn’t help but notice Daniel looking rather worried, jumping as the claps of thunder becoming louder and more frequent.

With every passing sound of thunder Daniel moved closer, hiding his face under your arm.

“Are you ok?” You asked, moving your arm that was hiding his face.

“I’m fine, just a little nervous.” He nervously laughed.

“I can tell, you’re nearly sitting on my lap.” You laughed, cashing him to blush.

“Sorry, it’s just kinda scary.” He mumbled, scooting off your legs.

“Aw cmere.” You cooed, holding your arms out as you lie down on the couch.

He immediately crawled into your arms, wrapping his arms your lower back and laying his head on your stomach.

Suddenly a loud crack of thunder filled the air, making him tighten his grip around.

“You’re safe, I got you.” You cooed, running your hand in his hair.

“I’m sorry I’m scared of thunder, I’m such a baby.” He sighed, still laying on your stomach.

“Hey it’s ok, everyone’s scared of different things.” You cooed, patting his back.

“I know, but what kind of man is scared of thunder?” He asks, sighing in embarrassment.

“The man who I love with all my heart.” You smile, kissing his forehead.

“I’m the luckiest guy in the world, what did I do to get a girl like you.” He cooed.

this is my “thank you for 2k followers” post. i’d like to say thank you, because i never thought this would ever be happening when i started this blog. thank you guys for supporting me and this blog, even when i don’t post or i don’t follow through with my projects. thank you. thank you for 2k. it means the absolute world and more to me. i love each and every one of you with my entire heart and more.

request: Requests are open! Yay! I have some requests that I’ve been storing up  just waiting for this moment. So let’s say that Corbyn had this childhood friend who was also his neighbour and one day when they’re like 14/15 she moves to the other side of the country and they get disconnected. She always had a crush on him and so when she finds out he’s on tour like 4/5 yrs later she gets limelight tickets bc wow she doesn’t think he remembers her and then they reconnect and like probably fluff who knows         

i have no fuckin idea how limelight works so like bare with me kids, and also corbyn is SINGLE in this story. S I N G L E. christina is not corbyn’s girlfriend in this story so keep that in mind tHANKS

pairing: corbyn x fem!reader

triggers: none

“why do you have to leave me?” corbyn pouted at his best friend y/n, as they laid together in the grass fields by their houses. 

the fifteen year-olds had been best friends since diapers, and had found out recently that y/n had to move all the way across the country from their home in virginia to california.

“corbs, i don’t want to move. i wanna stay here with you, and graduate, and live my life here in virginia. but my dad got this new fancy-ass job, and i can’t get out of moving,” y/n rolled over onto her stomach, now facing her blue-eyed best friend.

“trust me, the last thing i want to do right now is to leave,” she whispered, feeling the familiar sting of tears rush through her, and her eyes became watery.

“no, please don’t cry y/n,” corbyn rushed out, immediately sitting up and taking the girl into his arms. “if you cry then i’m gonna start crying.”

 the two teenagers held each other in an embrace for what felt like an eternity, not even bothering to speak to each other. all they did was enjoy each other’s presence, because soon they wouldn’t be seeing each other for a long time.

“i love you so much corb,” the girl whispered, burying her face into corbyn’s shoulder. she took in a deep breath, inhaling the intoxicating scent that was her best friend. 

“i love you too y/n.” corbyn was near tears, but was determined to not show his weakness to his best friend. he gently pressed his lips to her temple, lingering for a few seconds before he pulled away.

“y/n! let’s go!” the pair jumped apart at the sound of y/n’s parents, who were loading the car with their luggage. the rest of their stuff would come later in a u-haul. 

“one second mom!” y/n yelled at her parents, who were beginning to look impatient. “hey, before i leave, i wanted to tell you something that i’ve been keeping a secret for a long time,” y/n began to start, taking corbyn’s hands in hers.

the boy’s heart began to race, as he stared into the eyes of his longtime best friend (and admittedly, his longtime crush).

“i really li-” she began, but was cut off by the honk of the car’s horn, beckoning her to go to her parents.

“i’m really gonna miss you.” a sad, tearful smile painted itself on her face. “stay golden besson, because i have no doubt that one day i’m going to see you on some big fancy billboard because you have a number one album. i know i will.” she leaned over and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek, squeezing his hand in hers before running off to her parents and hopping into the car. “never stop chasing your dreams. because they’ll become a reality. don’t forget me okay?”

and with a sad smile y/n y/l/n was gone, leaving a tearful corbyn besson alone in a grassy field.

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it had been four whole years since y/n had seen corbyn. after y/n left and corbyn began to seriously pursue music, it was a bumpy ride for their friendship.

and soon enough, their friendship simply didn’t exist.

it wasn’t a malicious falling out, there was no foul words or cruel gestures. there was simply just silence. and the two of them had to deal with an empty line, a static crackle of nothingness on the other side. 

of course the thought of the other was always in the back of their minds, but both y/n and corbyn were far too scared to try and reconnect. what if what they had wasn’t the same as before?

so when y/n saw that a band called “why don’t we” was going on tour, she was immediately intrigued. and when she saw her blue-eyed ex-best friend on the front cover of the poster, only one question plagued her mind.

does corbyn remember me?

so in an attempt to answer that question and rid her head of the incessant nagging that had been continuous for the past four years, y/n took out her debit card and bought a limelight ticket to their los angeles show. 

so that’s what brought y/n here. standing near the front of the line at the venue. it was only 3:00 and there was already a line wrapped around the block, which warmed y/n’s heart to no end.

you made it corbyn, i knew you could do it.

her stomach began to tie itself in knots as time went on, each second seeming to pass on like a minute.

y/n pulled her phone out of her back pocket, her foot tapping on the pavement as she checked the time for what seemed like the thousandth occasion. 5:00. they should be letting people in for limelight soon.

she began to scroll through her phone, managing to somehow scroll deep into her camera roll. she stopped across a photo of her and corbyn from the 9th grade, smiling wistfully at their goofy grins and wide eyes. 

it was crazy to see how much had changed in four years. corbyn was now touring the world, and y/n was finishing up her first year of college. 

“oh my god, you’ve met corbyn?!” y/n was shook out of her daze by an excited voice squealing from behind her, and she turned around to see a girl no older than 16. the girl was wide-eyed and excited as ever, another girl whom y/n assumed to be her friend looking equally as hyped. y/n was irked that the two girls were looking at her phone screen without her permission, but decided to mask her irritation with a smile.

“yeah,” she began, trying to think of an excuse as to how she knew corbyn. she didn’t want people to know she was corbyn’s childhood best friend, it might cause unnecessary drama. “i met him a few years back. i’ve been a fan of him since the beginning, and i’m so insanely proud of him and i want to support him in any way possible.” well, at least she wasn’t lying. the two girls nodded.

“well what’s it like to meet him? is he nice?” one of the girls asked, and y/n began to smile. childhood memories of her and corbyn began to flood her mind, causing a warm feeling to ball up in her stomach.

“he’s the sweetest person you’ll ever meet. i miss him to absolute death, and i can’t wait to see him again.” y/n almost became choked up as she spoke, memories of her and corbyn overwhelming her mind. 

the girls opened their mouths to speak, but were interrupted by a man with a megaphone beginning to yell over the crowd.  

“people with a limelight ticket, please come to the front of the crowd! stand in front of the entrance doors, we will be letting you in very shortly.” y/n’s pulse began to race, and she said a quick goodbye to the girls she was talking to before making her way to the big, double-door entrance.  

her nerves were as high as they could be as she was let in through the doors, taking out her id for security to check and having her ticket scanned. 

soon enough, y/n found herself waiting on a couch in a large room, fifty or so fans milling about the room. her stomach was in a million knots, and she began to play with her fingers as a nervous habit.

she took out her phone and began to scroll aimlessly, checking her social media in an attempt to sway the nerves from her stomach. she couldn’t even focus on the posts and tweets she was looking at, instead her head was swarming with nervousness and thoughts.

what if he doesn’t remember me? what if we don’t click like we used to? what if he hates me?

the last thought absolutely terrified y/n. she knew that they fell out, but she didn’t hold any ill feelings towards corbyn for it. hopefully he feels the same way.

“oh my god they’re here!” y/n heard the high pitched squeal of a teenage girl, followed by a flurry of screams. they’re here. this is it.

“hey guys!” she heard a deep male voice, and she traced the voice back to a tall, brown haired boy. she recognized him as jonah, who was the oldest in the band.

y/n had decided to do some studying up on the rest of the band and their music before coming, just so she didn’t look like a complete idiot. and she had to admit, they made some damn good music.

the screams soon died down, morphing into loud conversation. the band members began to mill around, speaking to fans and taking photos. the couch y/n was sitting on was in the corner farthest from the boys, which she was grateful for.

she began to formulate four years of regret and apologies into a single sentence, which proved as hard as it sounds. 

y/n saw that the band began to come closer, talking to the fans and taking pictures. she was a few feet away from daniel, and she decided to push her nerves to the side and walked up to the blue-eyed boy, who was clad in a floral button down and black pants. 

daniel caught y/n’s eye, and finished up his conversation with the girls he was with to approach the nervous girl.

“hey there love!” daniel’s tooth-gap was on full display, his joyful aura almost immediately soothing some of y/n’s nerves. he enveloped her into a tight hug, resting his chin on top of her head. 

y/n hugged back, feeling oddly comfortable in daniel’s arms. she pulled away after a few seconds, taking in a deep breath.

“so what’s your name?” daniel asked, plopping down on the couch that y/n was previously sitting on. y/n took seat next to him sinking down into the fabric. 

“y/n,” she responded, moving herself into a comfortable position.

“well that’s a gorgeous name,” daniel responded, turning his body to face y/n. “where are you from?”

“i live in los angeles now, but i used to live in fairfax, virginia.” y/n explained her heart warming at the thought of her hometown.

“fairfax? that’s where corbyn’s from!” his bright eyes widened at the realization, and y/n nodded. “did you used to know him?” y/n nodded.

“we used to be best friends actually,” y/n mumbled, feeling a sudden amount of wistfulness wash over her.

“woah wait, really? no way,” daniel looked shell shocked. y/n nodded yet again, taking out her phone and pulling up a picture of her and corbyn from their 8th grade formal. she showed the photo to daniel, whose jaw seemed to drop even more.

“i’ve known him since we were in diapers, and we were best friends until i moved to california when we were 15,” y/n explained, pulling up another picture of her and corbyn for emphasis. “after that we kinda just, lost touch i guess.” y/n shrugged, and daniel nodded.

“so is that why you’re here? to see corbyn again?” daniel asked, and y/n moved her head up and down in a nod.

“i’m terrified though, like what if we don’t connect like we used to? i don’t know, maybe i’m overthinking things but it has been four years,” y/n trailed off, her eye catching a tuft of bright blonde hair from across the room. her heart skipped a beat at even the tiniest sight of him.

daniel was silent for a few moments, and y/n could see that the boy was deep in concentration.

“let’s go say hi to him.” daniel stood up, reaching a hand out to y/n to help her stand up from the couch. 

“w-what?” y/n stammered, her heart beginning to race.

“let’s go see him right now. you need to rip off the band-aid, and he needs a boost of confidence and energy. tour is taking a lot out of him, and maybe you’ll be the thing to give him that boost.” he replied, gesturing once more to signal for y/n to take his hand.

“fine.” she took his hand, standing up. “but if he doesn’t remember me, you have to get me out of there immediately okay?”

“deal.” daniel smiled, and began to walk with y/n over to where corbyn stood with a crowd of girls around him.

“i’ll distract the fans, you go talk to corbyn.” he gave her a bright, reassuring  smile before sauntering over to the group of fans, sending the group into a frenzy. he walked a couple steps to the right and the girls followed him and began to talk animatedly, leaving corbyn standing alone.

y/n attempted to shake the butterflies from her stomach, but to no avail.

deep breaths, deep breaths.

she walked over to corbyn, who turned to talk to another fan. she took in another breath, before raising her hand and tapping him on the shoulder.

“hey there besson.” she breathed out, staring into the same clear blue eyes that she adored so much. the same blue eyes that were filled with tears the last time she saw him four years prior.

“y/n?” his eyes scanned your face, not believing for a second what he was seeing. was this really her? was it his best friend? the girl he was so deeply in love with for practically his entire life?

he couldn’t help himself, and scooped her into a bear hug. she wrapped her legs around his waist, burying her head into the crook of his neck. he smelled of cologne, mixed with the familiar scent of him that she remembered from oh-so long ago. he smelled like corbyn.

“i missed you so much,” she mumbled feeling tears make their way to her eyes. she clung onto him like a koala bear, savoring every millisecond of the hug as if it made up for the four years of not talking to each other, and she could tell corbyn was doing the same.

“i missed you more.” his voice shook with emotion, and he too was near tears. y/n pulled away from the hug, her legs still wrapped around his waist.

“impossible.” she smiled, locking eyes with corbyn. the bright blue orbs blazed with emotion, and she could see the tears that brimmed on his lower lash line.

she looked over corbyn’s shoulder for a second, seeing that daniel was looking at the pair with a wide smile plastered on his face. he shot her a thumbs up and she laughed, burying her face in corbyn’s shoulder once more.

after a minute or so of just enjoying each other’s presence, corbyn gently set y/n down onto the ground, his hands still placed on her waist. the smallest reminder that he was still there, he was real, he wasn’t going anywhere.

“i’m so sorry for everything,” she mumbled, the tears that pooled in her eyes beginning to fall down her face in delicate strokes. “i should’ve tried harder to make our friendship work, but i gave up.”

“it’s not your fault. half of the blame is on me too. it’s both our faults, but nothing is gonna change our mistakes from the past. what’s important is that we focus on the future. our future.” he gently cupped her face in his hands, wiping away the tears with a simple stroke of his thumb.

she smiled, placing her smaller hands over his.

oh god, i really want to kiss him.

the thought ran through her head, and she almost immediately pushed it aside.

it’s been four years since you’ve seen him y/n, don’t just go kissing your old best friend and crush in front of a bunch of his fans with cellphones in their hands.

he looked into her glittering eyes, feeling the pull that he felt towards her four years prior. it was as if nothing had changed in his heart and soul.

i’ve never wanted to kiss someone more. his heart longed for her lips on his.

he slowly began to lean in, and y/n sucked in a breath and began to weigh the options in her head.

fuck it.

she leaned in, melting into his gentle touch. y/n’s eyes fluttered shut, corbyn’s doing the same. their lips were four inches apart.

three inches.

two inches.

one inch.

“okay guys!” y/n and corbyn jumped apart, both blushing a bright crimson. they had failed to notice the crowd that had formed a circle around the pair. “sadly it’s time for us to go, but we want you all to know that we love you guys so much, and we hope you enjoy the show tonight!” jonah’s voice boomed, sending a smirk in corbyn’s direction.

“i-i guess i have to get going now,” corbyn mumbled, his hand going to rub the back of his neck.

“yeah, you probably should,” y/n began to fiddle around with her fingers, rocking back and forth gently on her heels.

“i hope you enjoy the show, i’ll see you after? i can send someone out to come find you, so you can come backstage if you want?” he proposed, and y/n’s heart set alight.

“i’d love that,” she smiled shyly at the blonde boy. “break a leg besson.”

“see you later y/l/n.” he paused for a beat. “i hope i make you proud.” he bent down and pressed a soft kiss on her cheek, the spot where his lips touched tingling after he pulled away.

he shot her another heart-melting smiled before walking away, a bounce in his step.