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𝐘𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐩𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 - 𝐑𝐞𝐦𝐮𝐬 𝐋𝐮𝐩𝐢𝐧
For @alpine-loves-bucky 300 Follower Writing Challenge
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Summary ⇨ Remus turns into your pillow during a study session.
Genres ⇨ fluff
Warnings ⇨ fluff
Word Count ⇨ 580
Edited: Sort of
Song That Fits ⇨ Model Buses - Lovejoy
Y/N's POV:
I sat peacefully in my dorm, a small stack of five or six books piled up neatly next to me. The familiar, warm, comforting scent of my cinnamon and spice candle burned in the background, the flame flickering softly.
The room was peaceful for once, apart from the soft sound of a turning page. My three dormmates — Brielle, Fay and Saturn — had left for the night, going to some party being held by a Ravenclaw.
A soft pattern of taps brought me out of my peaceful trance. I shifted my legs awkwardly from their comfortable position, making my way over to the fairly large wooden door created out of oak.
My fingers twisted the small brass knob carefully, the door opening with ease. I smiled softly when I saw Remus standing there, two books in his hands. He smiled his usual smile that brought butterflies to my stomach.
"Hey Y/N," he said in a kind, soft tone. "Hey Rem," I said to him softly, opening the door fully gesturing for him to come on in. I knew that every now and then Remus would come to my dorm in need of peace to study in.
His three roommates — Sirius, James and Peter — could be quite rowdy at times. I knew from experience and because Remus would sometimes complain about it. Although it was mainly Sirius and James, aka the school's biggest pranksters.
After he came in, I closed the door softly, listening to the quiet click of the lock. I walked over and sat back down on my bed, crossing my legs, patting the spot on my left twice for him to sit down.
"You can sit down you know," I said kindly and he looked over at me, giving me a small smile in thanks. I returned the gesture.
I couldn't help but admire the way the dim lighting made his feature stand out more and he seemed even more gorgeous, if that were even possible.
I must have been staring because a slight shake on my shoulder brought me out of my thoughts. "Hm?" I asked cluelessly, causing a small chuckle to come out of Remus's lips.
"You were staring," he stated, smiling softly and I looked down at my lap, a pink blush tinting my cheeks and the tips of my ears. I could feel my cheeks heating up from embarrassment.
"Its fine Y/N, I don't mind," he reassured me, causing me to look up. "You sure? I mean, I was staring so surely that was at least little weird and creepy," I inquired.
He shrugged his shoulders a little, "Not really to be honest," I nodded a little, glad that he didn't think I was some weird fangirl.
Later...
A small yawn escaped my lips as I read over a paragraph for the fourth time in attempt to memorize it. Rem looked up at me, "Tired?" he asked in a soft tone and I nodded a bit, rubbing my eyes fiercely in attempt to keep myself from falling asleep.
A look of confusion covered my face as Remus started to stack our stuff on the floor. "What are you doing?" I asked in a confused and tired voice.
He gave me a soft smile, "Resting," I nodded slightly. Remus lay back and I cuddled up against him, my arms wrapping around him almost in a protective, clingy way.
"You're me new pillow," I mumbled like a child for the exhaustion of the day hit.
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yoongi: no
taehyung: …no? <3
yoongi: ok fine
How precious it is to lightly hold my cat's paw and feel her gently squeeze back <3
Awwww 🥹🥹🥹
The following is an excerpt from the latest chapter of "Right On Down The Line" which can be read on ffnet or A03 💖
https://archiveofourown.org/works/36590290/chapters/97644840
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Ever since Faye had first noticed the baby’s movements, she’d been trying her damndest to get him to feel it as well. She’d make some soft noise - a gasp, a giggle, a hiccup - and then grab at his nearest hand and press it against her lower belly… but inevitably whatever she felt inside would either cease or simply couldn’t be felt from the outside. Spike wasn’t worried about it himself since the midwife had warned them that sometimes others wouldn’t be able to tell the baby was moving until basically the third trimester when it would start being seen from the outside as well, but he knew it was bothering Faye that she couldn’t share this experience with him.
Stroking her stomach lightly, he felt a profound sense of calm and comfort wash over him. Her left arm lay over his chest, her right arm tucked under her side and tangled with his left arm, and her left leg was slung over both his legs. She was blanketing him nicely and exuding heat, which was welcome considering their actual blanket had gotten kicked off the bed at some point - presumably when Faye had gotten too warm and had wrestled free of it, something that happened most nights whether they were in space or not.
Even with her snoring and the growing dampness of his tank top and skin from the drooling that she would swear she didn’t do, he couldn’t help but adore the woman beside him.
She strove to come off as tough yet feminine, so untouchable and yet sensuously demanding to be touched, so elegant and refined… and sure, sometimes she actually was… but gods, he loved when she was a mess. When her hair was frazzled, when her makeup was absent, when she donned comfortable clothes instead of outfits designed to entice - though, don’t get him wrong, he was very appreciative of when she got all dolled up and purposefully made him suffer with how freaking attractive she was. But it was never as nice as when she was relaxed with him.
Satisfied with sharing this existence at his side.
At peace with herself and radiating love and affection for him in her casual touches, in her frequent glances, in the curve of her lips and the sparkle in her eyes and the playful way they’d verbally interact.
Getting to have her at her best was a pleasure and a thrill, but getting to have her at less than her best was perhaps even more rewarding in countless ways. Plenty of folks had seen her dressed to the nines or kicking ass while spouting sass, but he was the lucky one who got her in the downtime. Moments like this… when they were meandering towards their next destination in no particular rush, able to just enjoy every precious moment even when they weren't filled with adrenaline and excitement.
Another poke - not at his belly this time but at the hand he was lazily stroking against Faye's skin. A poke, most definitely, and he abruptly realized that had been what he'd felt before now that he had felt it again. Not entirely dissimilar to when Faye’s elbows knocked into him while they slept, yet it was too gentle… too fleeting. Having his suspicion confirmed revitalized him into a more conscious state and he put a bit of pressure on Faye’s lower abdomen.
After a moment, where he held his breath without even realizing, there came another shift against his hand.
A sense of wonder stirred within him. Faye slept on, oblivious, but clearly someone else was awake and interested in interacting. Undoubtedly it felt different to her since it was literally happening within her body, but the joy that tended to overflow from her in those instances was something Spike could feel now in his own heart. This was… incredible. A lifeform - one whose creation he’d played a significant role in - was communicating with him before being born.
Another brush against his palm as the baby continued to shift or kick or roll.
“Ohh… you want a response again, hey?” Spike asked in a whisper, resuming the stroking motion he’d been doing initially. It was hard to tell if anything was going on until he stopped and then, after a few moments, another push back from within. “Fucking unreal,” He breathed.
“Mmm, our baby’s gonna be a master of swear words…” Faye mumbled against his shoulder, turning her face slightly and grimacing at the wetness beneath her cheek. “Ugh, you’re so sweaty.”
Rather than point out the fact that the dampness was from her mouth and not him perspiring, Spike cupped his hand against her belly and awkwardly tilted his head down to catch her in a kiss. Faye’s left hand gripped onto the dry tank top strap on the other side of his body and in a surprisingly smooth motion she managed to haul herself up and onto his groin and hips despite being lip locked with him at the same time.
“Ohhh, is that the kind of morning it’s gonna be?” She purred at him.
Spike brought both his hands up to her hips. “Geez, Faye! Not while the baby is awake!”