, YOU'VE GOT ME DREAMING

[COOPER RUSSELL FLYNN]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 425px; background-color: #ffffff; line-height: 85%] we could be in paris drunk on love & champagne falling for you faster every sip i take. there wasn't much else in the world that cooper flynn absolutely needed in his life to be happy. sure, others could recite their laundry lists of things, both material and not, that they would need to reach their maximum level of contentment. but there were in fact others, like cooper, who never needed to ask or pray for more. he didn't ask for much from anyone, being the shy and very reserved person that he always was and continued to be as he grew older, and from the start he had always had so much going for him. even now at such a young age that twenty-one was in the stages of adulthood, you could say his life was pretty perfect despite the little weird kinks in it that came from those around him and the abnormal life he chose to lead in choosing to follow a career that didn't involve a classroom or a hospital unit like the rest of his family. maybe later in life, as it was some sort of destiny, but not now. his family, his rock - such a powerful little group of daily support that he held to the highest like christians held god up - was super supportive in all that he did, loved him unconditionally since birth, and he was pretty thankful for that. a lot of things had fallen into his lap through fortune, through his eyes - because though he was simple and never actively sought the things he wanted out so hard as the next person would, they always happened to fall in his lap. it was this habitual happening that built the foundation of his quirk and his life - that there was just something about cooper that everyone adored, and he didn't even ever have to try to make anyone like him. maybe it was the fact that he was so shy, soft spoken even if the signs of confidence portrayed in having a nose ring and other piercings could have conveyed. he had only done that in high school because his father had consistently made the comment about how he should break out of his shell and do something different and unexpected. and while cooper never tried to dwell on things, it always happened the most often when it came to his family and their own opinions. and while a change of his appearance, like cutting his long hair - coupled with the already done factor of changing his wardrobe style to something more subtle and adult-like even at seventeen - would have probably sufficed for the whole 'something new' category, instead he dared himself and came back with a stud and a ring. spontaneity began to show itself more confidently that year in many forms starting from that act, and though he was still his traditional self that others had known so well through the years of growing up in a town where everyone, literally, knows your name and all of your family, it was cooper's biggest realization that he was something special even if he doubted himself almost ninety-nine percent of the time. while everyone else was quick to point it out and make some ooh's and ahh's over it, of course it was obvious that that year it wasn't just the piercings or his change of style that really changed him, but it was a girl. naomi williams was the love of his life, no doubt, and anyone could see how much of a very cute yet very sick little love puppy he was with her. it wasn't even one of those disgustingly blatant types of behaviors, but more along the lines of finding such a lovely adoration in his brown eyes whenever he looked at her, or whenever anyone talked about her to him. the consistent affection he felt for her was overwhelming, yet welcomed as such without hesitation at all. there would always be that one girl that would change his life, he remembered his father, ezra, saying about his life and referencing his mother. that there would be the moment where you just knew who and what your forever would be, and his father never failed to remind him that he was part of a family that was notorious for having the gift of finding their soulmates without problem, a string of men who were the sweetest of them all. cooper never found himself to be desireable to anyone, though most of his high school's female populace would have had to disagree, since a cute shy musician always appealed to the teenage girl. and there was no way that he would think he would find such a pretty girl like naomi, such a pretty and perfect girl who he found to share practically all of his same interests. and of all places to meet, a marching band competition? you could tell they were totally nerdy in their own ways, and totally perfect for each other. and over the last four - almost five - years of their relationship, cooper had learned not only so much himself and what he could be to someone else, but he learned her as well. almost as much as you had to learn texts for tests at school. she was just his person, with her bubbly personality and how she made everything she did very cute without trying, much like the same effect that cooper had on a lot of things, too. she was talented at music, at writing, at almost everything he was - and as weird as it would be to say, he probably knew for sure that she was the one when she was consistently able to solve a rubix cube as quick or even quicker than he could. which, no one could have done before. and though some parts of their lives and each other's decisions and philiosophies could have been unconventional, at the end of the day they were each other's kind of perfect. she understood him and his fear of heights even if he was tall, she never wanted him to cut his hair ever, he was appreciative and fascinated by her tattoos and the pain of the needle that he couldn't have imagined, and he loved her free spiritedness and the way she could do anything without a second thought. and he always told her how much he appreciated her, multiple times a day. it might have sounded like overkill, but he knew his expression of his love and how much he needed her was just something that made him appeal to her more and more, just like the fact that she didn't mind him and his consistent affection. through the years they had spent learning each other and fitting together like missing pieces in a puzzle, and as part of it, he knew she supported him and he would always support her back. like with this whole touring thing, being away from home and her and everything in his usual life that he held dear. cooper knew it wasn't easy for either of them, the seperation anxiety getting the best of him most of the time, and after this last tour had ended and they were on the off period for a few good months to write and record new material, he wasted no time in planning a trip for the two of them, a gesture to show how much he cared and to also make up for all the places she couldn't go and be with him physically. cooper laid against the bed still a little bit half asleep, his body sinking into the covers as he felt the morning blast of air conditioning chill him and his thin lanky body. he wondered why there was a high blast of air in this house anyway - england was colder than the states to begin with, kind of. or at least, wherever he was from it was. his parents had given him the very approving okay to use their loft in the heart of london, the birthplace of his mother and where she had lived til she had met his father. and it was quite nice, that he could bring naomi over here and they could be in a place of significance to him, and these simple meaningful gestures were almost always like another unspoken little gift in their relationship to the other. he turned his head to the side to see the sleeping figure of his girlfriend beside him, her body tucked into his. her long and dark hair fanned out perfectly against her pillow, and cooper reached out his hand to gently touch her locks, running his fingers gently through them. he always woke before her for some reason, and he would always find himself staring in awe. even if years had gone by since they were first together, first cuddling, first intimate, cooper knew that he would always be in disbelief til he had this moment in the mornings. where everything was real, validated, and that it wasn't just all a dream. cooper pulled naomi closer, his arms wrapped around her as he let her head move to rest against his shoulder. he wanted to kiss her awake, make her cheeks rosier as they lay there together and she looked at him with the same amount of care that she always did, but he would wait til she really opened her eyes to do that. if there was one thing that he would always feel guilty about, it was waking naomi up before she wanted to be woken up. "i love you, i love that you're here with me." his soft voice lingered in the quiet air within the space of their room, and cooper thought he could hear her murmuring something into his neck, thought he could feel her hands gripping him a little more tightly in her sleepiness. and it brought a soft smile to his face as he lowered his head to place a soft kiss on her forehead, letting it last for a few seconds. "you're so adorable in the mornings, it's so not fair sometimes," he whispered, tracing the outline of her collarbones with his fingertip as he watched her sleep. he really was so lucky, to have her and to be away on vacation in a lovely place of its own, and he hoped that the week wouldn't pass so quickly - he wanted to enjoy every moment spent even down to the littlest detail, because it was going to be spent with naomi. lizz as naomi / uh lol 1755 words / finally i get to get his muse out :3

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[naomi lynn williams]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 425px; background-color: #ffffff; line-height: 85%] i guess i'm scared to death, but oh, i just love you. naomi lynn williams grew up learning to value the small things in life. being adopted at the age of five, naomi never had material things. she didn’t have a thing to her name except for a teddy bear her mother gave her the night she was born and ultimately left at a police station to get taken to an orphanage. ever since being adopted, naomi never asked for many things. her parents were humble and would supply the things she needed, but they weren’t the richest of the rich. naomi learned to be happy with small things. to be happy that she had parents who were willing to adopt her and give her a new life. to find them supportive of her want to become a music teacher in school. naomi was grateful for her family, for the life that she was graced for, in general. growing up in the williams’ household meant that there were hidden treasures in every corner. elijah and leighton williams were the biggest thrift store and garage sale junkies that naomi knew, and naomi knew a lot of people. from the age of five to now, naomi rarely went to an actual mall. her mother would make her clothes that would express her inner diva and her father would lend her any of his shirts and things that naomi would quietly look at, wanting. it was stupid to admit, naomi knew, that her parents were her best friends. they were her real family, the only things she would need in life. growing up, naomi was rebellious in small ways. sometimes she would stay out late, or sometimes she would ignore her parents out of the sheer knowing that she could and that they would leave her alone. most of all, she did it in her dating life. it was no secret that naomi in her youth had her share of boyfriends and peeked at the normal age to begin dating. of course, her father was against it, seeing as he didn’t want his daughter to be hurt. being outgoing in school and living a regret free life meant that naomi made friends with many older people, especially boys. naomi was known in her household as the sweet girl turned sour in her dating life, because all of her boyfriends had the tendency to not be so clean cut and sweet, despite what people expected. along the way came lessons that naomi learned the hard way, and she learned from a young age that being faithful was easier for a woman than it was for a man, especially if they were teenaged. along the way, naomi became shy and reserved, but still friendly and open, just not as rebellious. she learned how to change herself. cutting her hair when she felt like it, getting her first tattoo at sixteen by her father, and devoting her life to music. it seemed easier that way, to find one thing and stick with it, and naomi stuck with music. she changed herself for the better, she knew, just as her parents did. also, just as her parents knew that her current relationship was going to be the only one she needed. naomi met cooper during a marching band competition. as lame as it sounds, it was the beginning. naomi wouldn’t want to make up any story with how she met her boyfriend, because the facts laid clear and the fans who asked just giggled and if they had something to say about it, then oh well. why should she care? as soon as they had begun to date, it seemed as easy as riding a bike after you’ve long abandoned it. it seemed as if they knew each other for what seemed like a life time. naomi had heard of the callaghans, heard of their interesting history, and how handsome and pretty they all were claimed to be. she also heard a silly rumor about how many of them only had one relationship and found themselves being stuck together in a blissful life. it seemed unearthly to her. how could they possibly pick their soulmate in one relationship? when she met cooper was easy enough, and when she figured out that he was a callaghan, it seemed like maybe the rumors were true. naomi was head over heels the very first date she had with him. she fell for how much he blushed when she tried to reach for his hand, how soft his fingertips were. it didn’t bother naomi that cooper would sometimes cling to her, actually she adored it. she couldn’t believe how blessed she was to have cooper. to have his attention and to find one of the sweetest men alive to care for her. they both complimented each other. living in an easy swing of things. they both liked and disliked the same things, they were just perfect for one another. without cooper, you couldn’t have naomi and vice versa. that why it hurt so much whenever cooper would leave to go on tour. of course they were skype and text and call one another every chance they got, and naomi would visit cooper in any city remotely close to a home show that they were playing. whenever cooper had left, naomi felt somewhat dull, half empty. it seemed like her better half left her body and replaced it with a decoy, something that looked the same, but never did naomi feel right when cooper left. she would mainly study harder than ever, just to try and distract herself. they understood each other, and the only comfort naomi had when cooper was gone was her black lab, rex and cooper’s cat, cleo. it was cute whenever they skyped and cooper would ask to see cleo and rex, and how more often than not, they would fall asleep talking to one another. it seemed like they always had something to talk about, like they couldn’t get over one another. naomi never douted how much cooper loved her, and she never would. he always expressed it, always tried his hardest. naomi found her soulmate. naomi and cooper usually went on small trips before he had to leave for tour. england was something that sort of threw her off. she had accepted right away, of course, because it meant alone time. it meant that cooper and her’s parents could leave her alone for a few weeks. the moment that they arrived in the place that cooper and his family spent their whole life visiting, naomi simply slipped off her shoes and her jeans and fell straight to bed. sleeping felt so nice to her, especially since she had been up for hours, nervous about the flight. the morning now, it seemed perfect. turning towards cooper, she mumbled into his chest. “mrph,

[/i]” she grumbled, scrubbing at her eye, her eyeliner smudging away on her hand. looking up at him, she smiled gently, and kissed him. “sorry for the morning breath,[/i]” she joked, laughing quietly as she tucked back into his chest, savoring his warmth. “i’m not cute in the mornings,[/font][/i]” she added in. her hair was a messy, curling at the edges from rolling around all over it, and her eyeliner cracked and smudged in her sleep. she traced cooper’s lean muscle, her nail scratching at the skin. “how did you sleep?[/i]” she asked, smiling sleepily at him. this trip was going to be perfect, naomi had a feeling.

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steph as cooper / 1, 240 >: / this is so bad omg sorry also credit to steph aka you :3

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[COOPER RUSSELL FLYNN]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 425px; background-color: #ffffff; line-height: 85%] we could be in paris drunk on love & champagne falling for you faster every sip i take. being with naomi was just easy. there was something about her that always made cooper want to be around her, and the simplicity of their relationship and how compatible they were was just a bonus to everything he felt about her. he always knew that his family's reputation would have preceded him no matter where he went in life as long as he lived in the area where three generations had grown up, and aside from being known as the nice family with perfect children, he knew that their perfect (or almost perfect) marriages and compatibilities whenever they encountered 'the one' would be on his shoulders to continue on. his parents weren't conventional lovers, but his father had still known from the beginning that his mother was the one for him. and well, cooper was a sucker for things like that .he did kind of really believe in god, and he most certainly believed in fate - and both of those things were plenty of reason for him to feel like this was and always had been meant to be. his relationship, though it started from the nerdiest thing ever via meeting through band, was laced with sweetness all over. he remembered seeing her from afar a couple of times during it, and then afterwards he had somehow gathered up some courage to go talk to her. that's what it was about her, how she effortlessly took away his nerves. cooper was always shy from the beginning, but by being with naomi he was able to open himself up to all the things he had never thought of before. it was her way of just being herself that made him want to be good enough, even if he was hardly the type of guy she had usually gone and dated before, as told to him by her and by even her parents. it was the approval of the family that he always sought, both with his parents and naomi's once they started dating, and the fact that he had managed to maintain that trust without ever slipping up for the last four years made cooper feel good every day. and the fact that naomi felt the same love and affection towards him was just another blessing, as he never thought that his awkward-ridden self would find someone as amazing as her. tour was something fairly new to cooper's life. sure, he had been in a band prior to being in wolves and foxes, but it was never anything as serious as that current venture. he had always been the kind of person to let his passions play out and pave the way for him, and it carried him to studying music in college beyond all the practice and training he had had since his childhood. the fact that his friends, all of whom were older than him, had seen how talented he was musically and lyrically and ultimately had given this opportunity to him to come along and make music with them was pretty much a blessing, but blessings never came without sacrifices. initially, cooper had been hesitant at the fact that they were signing a deal with skyshot, but he had seen it coming, having known the history between nate and his old bandmates who ran the label to begin with. it was part of a dream he had, to tour the country and meet the people who appreciated what he and others did, but of course his relationship and his family was at the forefront of his mind. it worried him, how he would take it and how the people important to him would take it too, because he knew that none of them could have ever imagined him leaving for months at a time without relation to being in school. you could say cooper had a high level of separation anxiety from his home and personal life and it wasn't a wrong assumption, it was spot on, actually. it was already hard on him to leave his family for school in chicago, and when you added the thought of leaving his girlfriend of a few years and not seeing her or being with her every day, you had a severely worried cooper. it was probably bad, how much he liked to be around her, and truthfully not being with naomi was always his greatest fear after all the time they had been together. call it lame, call it pathetic, but that was just how he was. it wasn't that he didn't trust her or he couldn't function properly without her - it was just that he was used to things, and when they were different, it made him anxious and a little afraid. fortunately it became easier as tthe situations presented itself, but each time it never failed to weigh heavily on his heart. this was why they were in england. taking a break from everything. taking time to themselves, and enjoying sleeping in in a lovely place on its own, on their own. and making up for all the weeks that turned into months at a time that cooper had been away from home and from her was probably one of the more important things that cooper was focused on doing, while he had the precious time off. well, while they had precious time off, since he knew they were both going to tour together this summer... except she didn't know that she was along for the ride just yet. cooper laughed quietly as naomi let out a soft grumble, her usual initial reaction to waking up, and he continued to stroke her hair as she buried her head against his chest. "you're fine," he murmured, soon cut off by the morning kiss she placed on his lips. he kissed her back softly, his heart skipping a beat and his stomach feeling a little fluttery - that was the effect that she always had on him, and for four years of its magic you would know it was all true love that this boy had for this girl. "shut up, you are, you're cute. all the time, but especially the mornings." cooper turned his head a little, pressing his lips against naomi's forehead lightly before resting his cheek against her. he rubbed at his own eyes as she asked him about his sleep. "i slept pretty well, like always," he said, implying how much she put him at ease, his voice as soft as his touch. his hand snaked down the side of her slim body to hold her even closer, his arm gently pulling her against him before it rested around her waist. "i hope you're excited for the next couple of days. i've always wanted you to come across over here with me, i just didn't want it to be super early on cause you might have thought i were crazy." true, cooper had thought for a second when he had brought up to naomi the possibility of picking a different place for the two of them aside from his family's lake house or her family's second apartment in new york that she would think it was absurd or she would reject the prospect of going to england. but of course, he was wrong and she readily accepted the idea, and days later they were off on a plane to heathrow. "and i hope you'll shake that jetlag off, we've got a lot to do even today." he was joking of course. the trip had been easy for cooper, as he was used to it, and he had spent the time leading up to it comforting his girlfriend and coaxing her through her nervousness to fly abroad. all had gone smoothly as he had predicted, and he found it cute when all naomi wanted to do once they had arrived at his parents' old residence was sleep the travel off. he laughed once he saw her nose wrinkle in her half-sleepiness. "i'm kidding, by the way, silly. you could take the whole week." she could take her time and they could lie in bed for all of it and he would have been perfectly content with that. admittedly during the time he was awake cooper had already been thinking about all the things he wanted to show naomi while they were there. with this behavior you'd possibly say that for being only twenty-one he was still too young to be so focused on one girl, impressing her and keeping her interested, but she was his and he was hers - as he had always remembered the most in the mornings. cooper readjusted his position in bed, and he was now on his side to face her. "we can just lie here for a few more hours and go out in the afternoon if you like." he smiled again, moving his hand back to her cheek and having it linger there for a moment, their eyes locking as he observed her heavy-lidded stare. "aww, you're so sleepy," he crooned, a slight amusement in his voice as he stroked her cheek with his index finger before leaning in and giving her another kiss, his legs tangled with hers beneath the sheets. it was only the first day of fourteen that they had set aside for this trip - they had plenty of time, anyway. lizz as naomi / 1556 words / :3

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[naomi lynn williams]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 425px; background-color: #ffffff; line-height: 85%] i guess i'm scared to death, but oh, i just love you. people from all the over always commented on how cute naomi and cooper were. it’s not like they were the most pda couple there was, because they were both still shy around people. most fans would catch them sneaking a kiss, or cooper talking to her over the phone, and it all seemed to manifest from there. of course, there were people who didn’t enjoy naomi and cooper as a couple. people who were jealous of naomi and wanted cooper to fulfill some odd fantasy they had. she didn’t care about the gossip, and she sure as hell knew cooper didn’t or wouldn’t listen to it either way. cooper and naomi were just, perfect, really. they never fought in all five years of dating, except for the occasional tug and pull of a joke fight that would occur, and never did they lie. that’s what was perfect about them, that they never lied. although, it’s not like they looked like they would have a secret passionate affair or have a child somewhere with an unknown stranger or anything. that’s why naomi never worried when cooper was on tour. touring was a new introduction to a life they were both still getting used to. naomi wasn’t used to cooper being gone away for months at a time, and it was odd how her life and cooper’s life suddenly didn’t revolve around each other, but rather other things. naomi would always wonder if cooper was keeping himself well while on tour, but of course, there were always phone calls. naomi would usually wake up, when she fell asleep during a study session, and it would be from cooper nine out of ten times. they would talk for a few hours, recapping their days and just talking sweetly to one another and bringing up how they missed one another. maybe it was odd, how the same conversation seemed to come up between them, but it never grew tiring. naomi was always proud of cooper to finally achieve this dream. they would both laugh quietly on how cooper was so shy and he was now going to be touring various places, meeting various people. every time cooper would call and naomi would hear the amazement in his voice, naomi would smile gently and say how proud of him she was. some days were good with her, majority of them were, and some days were bad. like how the tour was over their anniversary and both of them spent it constantly on the phone saying how they both wanted the other there. or sometimes how it ran into winter and naomi was stuck in inches and inches of snow and she would wish that cooper was there and he was cuddling with her and their pets and drinking hot chocolate to stay warm. touring always brought along new change to them. to their lives and to their schedules and deep down there was a gnawing worry that something was going to happen to the other one. naomi would always wonder if cooper was sleeping enough, or if he was making good choices, or if he was eating enough and then she would realize she was acting like a mother and completely have faith in the fact that cooper knew what to do. the questions would always come up and multiply the longer they separation was. she would push away the looming tour from her head, opting for enjoying their time together in the fullest happiness they could. naomi always heard stories about london, from cooper to cooper’s own parents. erza and courtney flynn were some of naomi’s favorite people in the world. she loved their dynamic, and the flynn house was a second home to naomi. sometimes naomi would come and stay with them for a week or so when cooper was toruing just to have some sort of comfort with her. the flynn family always seemed to hold london higher than america, namely because that’s where courtney and ezra met. the story wasn’t romance at first, naomi must’ve heard it a thousand times, but it still seemed romantic in the end of it. how the guy fought for the girl and finally won. coming to london wasn’t an impulsive decision sprung onto naomi, but it took her a while to readjust to it. she didn’t know why she felt so nervous to visit cooper’s family apartment, but maybe it was because of how much importance that place had to them. she also freaked out a little bit because a little bit of her mind also thought that cooper would ask her to marry him or something along those lines while they were there. that thought made her more nervous than anything, because if he did, she would obviously say yes, but it still made her freak out a little bit. she even called her best friend, farrah, and talked to her about it. then again, naomi and cooper were slowly moving in together, so why would he? naomi talked herself out of such a thought and while they were on the plane, naomi realized that that was probably not going to happen. fast forwarding through the plane ride to now, naomi was just sleeping. she didn’t know how much she slept that day, but she knew she would have to stop eventually. “ugh, no i’m not,

[/font][/i]” naomi answered back, leaning up and stretching to get awake even more. “i hope you slept like a baby, since that plane ride pretty much sucked.[/font][/i]” giggling naomi nuzzled into the sheets some more, looking up at cooper. she nodded her head against the pillow, “i am really excited. i hope we can see a lot of things. did you put a schedule up and stuff? if you did, you know we’re going to break it, probably…[/font][/i]” naomi knew that they probably were going to, but they did keep close to it most of the time. “nooo, i can’t take all week. i’m up, see?[/font][/i]” naomi stretched out and smiled up at cooper, showing how awake she really was. the numbness from the sleep was starting to wear off anyway. she leaned up and kissed cooper again, more awake and more forceful than before. she began to get off the bed, opting to brush her teeth before anything else could possibly happen.

“i hope you’re okay with me wearing your shirt,[/i]” naomi commented as she walked to the bathroom, the shirt and a pair of underwear the only thing she was wearing. after brushing her teeth, she came back smiling and leaned down on the side where cooper was laying and leaned down and kissed him. “come on, i really want pancakes,[/font][/i]” she giggled into their kiss and began to walk into the kitchen. looking out the window, naomi saw that it was raining out. “maybe we can stay inside today?[/font][/i]” she called to him, not sure if he followed her or not. the flat wasn’t that big, but it was homey and naomi could feel herself relax as soon as she stepped in here. “cooper come in here and help me make some breakfast. i’ll give you all the good pancakes, how does that sound?[/font][/i]” naomi began getting out all the supplies to make breakfast, feeling her stomach rumble. she could barely remember the last time she ate, because she could barely eat the day before because of all the hours spent in the airport and how nervous and sick she felt before and during the flight. she looked outside again, her gaze settling on the rain. “let’s stay in today.[/i][/color]” she decided for them. “it’s raining and everything and maybe we can just spend the day inside and cuddle and watch tv and eat ice cream, haha.[/font][/i]” that sounded like a nice thought, actually. naomi turned away from the window and turned to look at cooper, smiling.

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steph as cooper / 1, 311 / uh....this is goes in circles and stuff credit to you aka steph

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