literally just some short momments of different tropes💀
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#1: The one who loves reading x the one who can't stand it;
Aidan sighed heavily as he saw y/n sitting at a desk in the library, her nose in a book, as per usual. He'd been looking for her everywhere, why he didn't go to the library first, I have no idea.
He quietly crept up behind her, then grabbed her frantically and said the word 'Boo' directly into her ear.
Because she was so startled by this, and so caught up in the book, it resulted into her dropping her book, and loosing her page. (every readers' nightmare, especially when you're in the middle of a random page, not a page where the chapters just started)
"Aidan! What is wrong with you?!" She whisper yelled to him, hitting his shoulder and leaning over to pick up her book while he just snickered and sat next to her.
She rolled her eyes at his actions, then went on to flick through and scim read the pages to find the one she was on.
"What are you even reading?" He asked curiously, resting his head against his hand.
"Little Women," She told him bluntly, being too focused on finding her page.
"Huh? What's it about?" He questioned in confusion. He hated reading, so of course the title didn't sound familiar to him at all.
"4 sisters in 1868," She told him again; you mainly had to read the book itself in order to know the plot if that makes sense.
"Sounds boring," He commented, making y/n scoff and glare at him.
"Just because you're too immature to actually appreciate beautiful things," She spat at him, still making sure to keep her voice down however.
"What's so beautiful about some words on a page?"
"It's only beautiful when you actually read it. And analyse it, and process it, like any normal person would do," She argued.
He scoffed at this.
"If anything, you're the one that's not normal."
She sighed, and looked up at him from her novel again.
"You do know that you can seriously increase your english grade if you read more, right?"
"How?" He screwed up is face in utter bewilderment.
"It expands your vocabulary," She answered, returning her eyes to the book.
"Well, I'm perfectly happy with how my vocabulary is, thank you very much," He stated cockily, leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms over his chest.
All y/n did was give him a 'Really?' look in silence, making the boy roll his eyes, the girl smirking to herself.
"Anyway, do I get to hug you n-"
"Wait! Shh sh! I just found my page again!" She squealed excitedly, cutting off the boy and not even listening to what he was trying to say in the first place.
She began reading again, but heard him sigh, resulting in her knowing that something was wrong and looking up at him.
"Was you saying something?" She asked innocently.
"Nope. Anyways, I better get to band practice. I'll pick you up at 4?" He said, standing up from his seat.
"I'll be waiting on the bleachers," She smiled back to him, then returning her attention to the book she could finally read in peace.
Aidan was about to start walking again, until he thought of something and leant his face down to y/n's level.
"Oh, and by the way, I can appreciate beautiful things actually," He told her smugly.
"Oh? And why's that?" She asked a smirk growing on her face as she turned her head to look at his.
He placed his hand under her jaw and rubbed her chin with his thumb.
"Well you are my girlfriend, aren't you?"
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#2: Loves sports x Hates sports but comes to their games;
y/n couldn't think of anything worse than sport. To her, it never made any sense as to way you would willingly put yourself through tiring exercise, when you could be doing something more calm and collected instead.
(we're just gonna pretend that aidan does american football/rugby)
Now Aidan on the other hand, absolutely loved it. 'His body was a temple' or whatever, and he was a firm believer in taking care of it, especially by doing a sport he loved and was good at.
But still, even though the couple was completely different, they still worked really well. And even though y/n found sports boring to watch, somehow, she felt as though it was a lot more interesting when Aidan was playing. And Aidan? Well, he was constantly trying to encourage y/n to try harder in gym class; if they were running track, he'd always slow down his pace so he could keep up with her to help her to the finishing line.
So there she was, sitting on the bleacher at the very front so she could have a perfect veiw on Aidan playing. She was clapping her hands and cheering loudly, anyone would have thought she was cheer captain or something.
Aidan always made sure to smile and wink at her at least once during his games, and it never failed to give her butterflies.
But, by far, their favourite momment was after the game; y/n would finally get to congratulate him with a kiss if they won, or give him a sense of assurance and empathy if they lost. Usually it was a win though.
Not to mention she'd get to clean up any wounds he got during the game, which she found attractive for some reason she can't explain.
So, after the match had ended and they got a victorious win, y/n jumped straight down from the bleachers and ran over to him as quickly as possible, wrapping her arms around his neck, as she brought the two of them in a long and passionate kiss; easily the highlight of Aidan's night.
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#3: Introvert x Extrovert;
y/n looked around the cafeteria skeptically, chewing her food at her empty table as she was trying to spot Aidan. Her heart picked up a pace however when two random guys came to her table. She hated talking to people. She just hated people in general. The only person she would actually talk to, or like for that matter, was Aidan.
He just so happened to be the opposite; an extrovert, if you will.
And luckily for y/n, it was him who swiftly came to her rescue.
"Hey guys. You okay?" He asked casually as he walked over to y/n's lunch table.
"Yeah, is it cool if we just burrow some chairs?" One of the guys asked.
y/n sighed in relief, feeling so grateful that Aidan got here in time.
"Yeah sure, no problem," He answered with a smile. The guys thanked him, then took the chairs they needed and left, while Aidan took the seat next to y/n, taking hold of her hand that was picking her skin under the table.
"You okay?" He asked her. She nodded in response, wearing a small smile.
Things were how they usually were, mainly being that Aidan was the only one talking to y/n, him telling her all about his day, how his music was going and what plans he had for the two of them on the weekend, while she sat there in a silence, listening to every word with a smile on her face.
Until, a group of Aidan's friends walked over to the table, looking for a place to sit. y/n tightened her grip on Aidan's hand as she saw the large number of people.
"It it alright if we sit with you guys? Everywhere else if full," One of them asked.
"Uhh, yeah sure," Aidan responded, knowing it would be rude to turn them away when they had a half empty people. But, he also knew how nervous y/n got with new people, which is why he nodded his head towards his lap, suggesting that she sit there.
So, she did without a second thought, her arms wrapped firmly around his neck as the table filled up with all of Aidan's friends. They tried shooting questions at her, making small talk and what not, but to y/n's luck, Aidan answered each of them for her, making her smile and sigh contently as she bit her nails as she felt Aidan's hand rubbing up and down her back.
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#4: Overloving and expressive girlfriend x boyfriend who never learned to love;
y/n looked up curiously from her phone to see that Five had blinked into her room yet again. At first she smiled, as she usually would, but that smile soon faded when she saw that something was clearly up with him.
"I got into another fight with my dad," He said bluntly, almost as if he could read her mind. With this, she instantly shut her phone off and kneeled on her bed, moving up to spot that Five was standing in front of.
She cupped either of his cheeks gently and made him look at her, her face wearing concern and his face wearing a look of frustration.
"Are you okay?" She asked him carefully.
"What do you think," He spat back sarcastically. She knew he didn't mean it in a rude way, that was just the way Five worked, especially when he was upset about something.
So, in response, y/n sighed and pulled his head to rest in the crook of her shoulder as she hugged his neck closely.
"What are you doing?" He asked.
"Hugging you."
"Why?"
"To make you feel better," She told him.
"It's not working."
She only squeezed him tighter to her, and even started rubbing her fingers up and down the back of his head.
"Hey! Don't mess up my hair!" He complained, prying himself away from her. She only smiled at him sadly, knowing it must have been hard for him.
"Why don't you lay in bed with me and we can cuddle?" She offered, with a tint of hope in her voice. He looked at the optimistic smile on her face and felt something inside him just melt. He hated to admit it, but he really did have a soft spot for her.
So, he tried to keep the scowl on his face as moody as possible, but he still agreed to let her 'cuddle' him. Still, it was worth seeing the wide smile on her face when he said yes.
She instantly took hold of his hand and pulled him on the bed as soon as he had taken his shoes off, making him groan and roll his eyes. She got comfortable in bed, and waited for him to adjust next to her so she could pull the covers over the two of them.
He just started by laying on his back next to her, staring up at the ceiling so he came across as if he didn't care and he was totally fine. Luckily, she knew that it was complete bullshit.
She sighed heavily, then forced him to swallow his pride by shuffling herself up the bed more and pulling his head to lay softly against his chest. He tensed up at this and looked around the room, almost checking to see if anyone else was hear.
"Five, it's just me and you, you can let go of your pride now," y/n told him simply.
He sighed in defeat, then let himself melt under he touch, closing his eyes in satisfaction as he nestled his cold cheeks into her warm chest, finally feeling the sense of comfort and content he'd been craving.
She lifted her hand to cradle the back of his head, while he lifted his to wrap around her waist, starting to soak up and enjoy her warmth and smell. He sighed and groaned in content when she started using her nails to scratch the back of his head.
"Do you wanna talk about it? The fight with your dad?" She asked, still scratching his head comfortingly. He only shook his head and hummed a 'no', his eyes still sealed shut. All he wanted to do was drift off to sleep with the sense of saftey that she never failed to give him.
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#5: Theater Girl x Gammer boy;
"Nicky you're never gonna guess what!" y/n squealed as she burst through the door of his dark room, only to see he was intensely playing his favourite video game.
"What is it love?" He asked bluntly, still listening to her but still playing the game with a lot of concentration.
"Guess who got the lead role in Romeo and Juliet?!" She asked rhetorically, buzzing with excitement.
This was the one thing that made Nicky instantly pause his game, take off his headset and spin in his chair a little so he could face her properly.
"Wait, you got the part?!" He asked hopefully.
She grinned, and nodded her head definitely, making his smile widen at her success, putting his controller down and immediately standing up to pull her into the tightest hug you could ever imagine.
"Aww, darling I'm so proud of you! See, I told you you'd get the part!" He squealed, pulling out of the hug so he could smile down on her and cup her cheeks. "Thank you love!" She chuckled gratefully, pulling him into another close hug.
When they pulled away, she let him retuen back to his game while she got comfortable on his bed and pulled out her script so she could read over and highlight her lines.
"Nicky, how do you think I should say this line?.. 'My only love sprung from my only hate Too early seen unknown, and known too late!' " She asked him while he was still focusing on the game.
"Uhh, how you just read it to me?" He replied, not really knowing how he could help, since he was terrible at acting, especially theatre and Shakespeare.
"I can't just read it like that! I have to add emotion to it genius! Otherwise people will walk out of the theatre then and there!" She complained.
"I wouldn't walk out," He told her, still keep his eyes fixated on his tv screen.
"I know love, but it's just that I really want to do well on this show. Last one was a disaster because I was only the understudy and I had to go on stage at the very last minute," She sighed, looking over her script again.
"You will do well darling, I know you will. You always do," He complimented her meaningfully.
"Thanks love," She smiled and sighed, deciding to draw her focus onto something else for a little bit.
"Anyway, how's your game coming along? Are you winning yet?" She asked, getting up and standing behind his gaming chair, looking at the tv screen.
"Not really. Wanna help me?" He asked with a smirk on his face as he paused the game and looked up at her. She smiled down on him, leaning down to kiss his nose before nodding.
"Sure."
So, she sat herself on Nicky's lap, while he let her hold the controller, even though he positioned his hands over hers so he made sure she pressed the right buttons.
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