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Chasing the Clouds: A Journey Back to The Beef | 4

Summary: Mikey left the restaurant to Carmen, Natalie, and you.

Trope: Second chances

T/W: Cursing, unresolved mental issues, trauma, suic!de, angst, and smut.

Carm and the crew were close to opening. Rich thought it was a good idea to show Tina his date last night. Carm ran his hand through his hair as he watched their bickering. Syd was eyeing daggers at Rich for being so fucking loud. Manny was getting used to yelling at the crew about how they should remove the stickers from the containers. Carm was chopping as Syd talked to him on a new menu item they should do as they hear banging on the metal back door. Carmy was getting fed up from the overlapping voices and the noise coming from the back.

“Now, so you know where I’m coming from, we are finally gotten this to a place where things are sort of kind of a little bit chill, all right? I would like to hold on to that as long as I possibly can,” Carmy said with his stern voice. Syd nodded all the way.

“God damn it, Carmy,” Sugar yelled through the knocking.

Carm slammed the knife down and went his way to the back door. His stress levels are nowhere to be found. This is so different from where he used to work. After Mike bailed on him, he promised himself to never set a foot on this shithole but things have fucking changed drastically and here he was, his personal hell. He lit a cigarette first before slamming the door open.

“Who the fuck is that?” He yelled. His anger went away for an instant. Like a balloon popped. His eyes widened, full of confusion and mind full of questions on what you were doing there, knocking. He searched for an answer in your eyes but all he could see was how your lashes fluttered in shock. He wanted to knock his head when he saw you jolted upright when he yelled.

“Sorry,” He muttered. “What are you doing here?”

Your mouth was agape. You cleared your throat and stood up straight then placed your hands in the pockets of your cardigan. “Nat told me to knock. She’s just getting something from her car.”

He let out a harsh breath and closed the door behind him then leaned on it. Then he offered you a cigarette which made you stand next to him with an inch of space between you, that he could feel your clothing. Well, you weren’t really touching but he had this feeling on how you wrapped your arms around him as you shared a cigar. He took a deep breath and he smelt your scent; citrusy with a hint of the alcohol you had. It gave him a little peace of mind knowing that something still hadn’t changed on you and he hoped nothing else would. Not that he doesn’t want you to change but just because it would mean to him that you were slipping away as well.

“How are you?” You suddenly asked after a long silence. You thought that it’d be awkward but it wasn’t.

He nodded. “Good, you?”

“Good,” You nodded as well. You saw him staring at you while huffing his cigar. You looked at him and you saw nothing in his eyes. It was just blue. “What?’

“Why are you getting married?” He sharply asked, tossing his cigar and stood in front of you with his arms crossed.

“Excuse me?” You questioned, copying his stance.

“Why?” He asked again, taking a step closer but you didn’t move.

You bore your eyes at him, raising your brow. “Because I love him.”

He continued to stare at you. He didn’t want to hear that. He could hear his jaws clenching and his fist balling up. He wanted more answers as to why. He just wanted to know if it’s really over.

“Jesus christ!” You exclaimed. “What? You need more?” Your voice raised lightly but it didn’t budge him, he just continued to stare at you. “You know why? Huh, Carmen, because I saw the way he looked at me when I’m not looking and that’s the way I fucking looked at you!” You felt your eyes burning up, like a moth drawn to a flame. You were panting, feeling the anger rise up. You saw his jaw clench and his eyes darkened. His fist balled in that he could feel the pain from his nails boring into his palm. He wanted to lash out his anger but he couldn’t since he brought this to himself. He made this bed and now he has to lay in it.

“What’s happening?” Nat asked. Your heads turned to her. Her eyes were wide open and confusion drawn to her face when he saw his brother in front of you.

Carm went to her sister. You took a deep breath and calmed yourself for a minute before following them. You knew this would be a bad idea going here after you just had 4 mimosas for lunch. Nat didn’t, she thought it’d be okay since you were all fucking business partner. Business partners your ass. God damn it, Michael!

“There is something called the Internal Revenue Service, and they collect taxes from human beings,” Nat explained to her brother with a sarcastic smile.

You stood behind Nat and watched Carm sway from side to side while smoking. “I know this.”

“And the people in this place,” She pointed at the restaurant. “They haven’t given that government organization anything in five years. And somehow, I’m a co-owner in this nightmare. And my home will be seized if—”

“I can pay for it,” You raised your hand like a shy little girl.

They both looked at you intently. “What? It’s for my student loan payment but hey, I’m already working for their hospitals. Why should I still pay it?”

Their brows creased and opened their mouths. You saw the hesitation in Nat’s eyes. “No, baby doll, you can’t do that. What we need to do is go inside and to get the payroll records from 2018. Can you do that for me, please?”

Carm raised his hands and nodded. “I can do that.”

“Thank you,” Nat exclaimed. “We’re gonna help you find it.”

You choked on what you heard. You raised your brows, letting out a chuckle. “What?”

Nat rolled her eyes. “You said you have nowhere to be. You’re a co-owner of this shithole, help me.”

“Okay,” You agreed, eyes rolling, eager for her to just shut up. “Chop chop then, owners.”

You heard the screams when you went inside. Just like before. These guys don't know how to shut up. The mimosas are hitting you that you can feel the tingling on your temples. It got even faster when Fak screamed your name that echoed in the kitchen.

“Baby doll!” He ran to you and hugged you.

You felt your head spin as he spinned you around. You lost balance when he placed you down that you almost fell down but Carmy quickly held your arm to help you. You glanced at him and his eyes flickered with worry. You straightened up and tugged your cardigan.

“Fak, stop playing!” Carm snapped. “You okay?” He asked you. You nodded your head and lightly smiled at him.

“Sorry,” Fak said. “You okay?”

You raised your brows. “Had a drink at lunch. Sorry for that.”

He laughed. “That’s okay, I had a drink too.”

You grinned before giving him a proper hug. “So…” He whistled when he saw Carm holding your arm. “You guys back together?”

All the heads in the kitchen turned to you as they waited for an answer. Carm twitched his lips trying to hide his smirk but his eyes gave it away. You looked at Fak seriously before gently letting go of Carm’s hold on you.

“No,” You faked a smile at him before greeting everyone you knew in the kitchen.

You inhaled the familiar smell you knew full of spices. You remembered the last time you helped here. And you can’t deny how you missed the people who helped The Beef. You and Nat went to Carm’s office and went straight to look for the records. Nat was cursing at every document he found, sitting beside Carm on the table. You sat on the floor across them and had boxes beside you that you were rummaging through. You blinked every second just to look at the papers. You can feel it dropping every moment now. Carm kept glancing at you just to make sure you’re okay. You felt your head bobbing till you just saw darkness.

Carm took out his coat from the locker then folded it up before going back to the room and placing it on your head that was on top of the box. He kneeled down in front of you and watched you fall into a daze. Carm chuckled as he heard your soft snores that indicate you’re already sleeping. He remembered the times you came home drunk. You’d always curl up on him like a kitten drawn to a ball of yarn and just dozed off. He stood up and saw Nat staring at him. She cocked her head, she took in the sight of her brother staring at his ex-fiance. Her mouth curved into a smile as Carm returned to her side.

“Shut up,” Carm began, annoyingly. He continued to look for the records while still glancing at you. “Why’d you let her drink?”

“She said she wants to take her mind off the wedding planning so I let her get what she wants,” She sighed, getting tired of the endless boxes in front of them.

Carm pursed his lips before licking it as he placed down the papers to sit on the chair. He studied you as he rubbed his bottom lip. How you look so cozy wearing a blue jumper with shorts and black ankle high boots. How you wore it along with a gold chain necklace with random rings on your finger. He remembered the days you used to play dress up in your apartment and he would come home to you wearing different costumes for your portfolio. He smiled in his mind reliving those memories. Then he imagined how you would look on your wedding day. He knew that he wouldn’t have words to describe how gorgeous you would be. In a long white gown with a veil over your head that wouldn’t hide your face.

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snowdrop-ivy · 2 months

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Favor. | Part 5

Summary: Ari Levinson was an ego embodied in a man. Yep, he's an asshole. Y/N knows it yet she still married him. How? She doesn't know. And now, she doesn't know how to get him to sign the divorce papers.

A/N: Hey! Been MIA but I hope you enjoy this! This is a repost bc I forgot to add the title. LOL

“What do I need to do?”

“I don’t know…” She shrugged. “I’m scared that I’ll get hurt again.”

Ari licked his lip and nodded. “Okay.”

“Okay what?”

“Just okay,” He gave her a reassuring smile. He knows what to do. He’ll just try. Try until it’s over. If he wants her back, he has to do everything. And that’s what he’ll do. Just do everything. “You’re gonna sleep?” He asked before changing into his boxers and laying down on their bed.

She looked at him with confusion in her eyes. Her mouth was half-opened about to say something but she pursed her lips and nodded. “Sure.”

She laid down beside him staring at the ceiling. He turned to her and just gazed at her. Seizing the moment that she has with her. He’s not sure how this will end but if she still doesn't want to try then he’ll accept it and give her the freedom she wants. “Sweet dreams, honey.”

She let out a laugh before turning to him. “What are you doing?”

“What?” He giggled. “I can’t say sweet dreams to you?”

She answered with a chuckle and shook her head. “Sweet dreams, Ari.”

And that went on for countless months. She saw what he’s doing but he doesn’t know what for. And what that okay means. It’s been bothering her but she’s shrugging it off because there’s more to think about than her marriage. It was one of the days where they didn't have any guests. It was a rest and calming day for all of them. The staff went out to enjoy themselves. Max, Jake, and Sammy were racing on the beach. Angela’s sunbathing. Ari’s out for a run. And Y/N, she's reading a book she bought at the reception. She was on the verge to fall asleep when she heard the door chimes which made her bolt. “Welcome to Red Sea Diving Resort!”

“Yeah, welcome…” The voice said walking to her. It’s Walter? Walton? Fuck, she forgot. She forgot about him completely. “Mrs. Levinson?”

She was stunned. “No, it’s Thomas, Walter?”

He gave out a mirthless chuckle. “Walton.”

“Right…” She nodded. “It’s Thomas.”

“Thomas?”

She pointed at herself. “It’s Mrs. Thomas.” She looked at his two companions, who she thinks are American from their look.

“Okay,” He answered. God, she hates that word. “Where can I find Mr. Thomas?”

Ari’s at her 3rd lap across the shore. He noticed the guys and Angela outside so he thought that it’ll be a good idea to have lunch with his wife. He brought his walkman and ran inside the hotel. “Honey? Where are you?”

“In here,” She answered and stood up. She seated them at the lounge as they’re waiting for him.

“Speaking of…” Walton stood up and faced him. Ari was confused as to why he was here. He saw Walton and Y/N together and his instinct was to get in front of his wife.

“We were waiting for you” Y/N stated as he took off his earphones. He had his arm on his waist, panting from exhaustion, and nodded before eyeing Walter.

“Mr. Thomas, it’s nice to see you again,” Walton smiled and offered his hand.

Ari shook his hand. “This is a surprise.”

Y/N felt the tension from the two. I mean, they’re just staring at each other, not letting go of their hands.

“I bet it is,” Walton smiled. “You’re not an easy man to find.”

Ari let out a fake laugh and held her waist. She felt him tensing beside her.

“Last time I saw you was 2 years ago,” Walton mentioned and pointed at them. “You were an anthropologist back then.”

Ari hanged his head and smirked. “Right, well, that didn’t pay the bills.”

“Yeah,” He agreed and turned to you. “And how ‘bout you?”

“I stayed home and waited for this one,” She smiled and patted Ari’s stomach. “I’ll just be in our room honey,” She stated before giving Ari a kiss on the cheek.

Ari waited for his wife to go out of the room before leading Walton to the dining room and they sat down. “Well,” Walton opened up. “The hawks are demanding stricter Sharia law. Nimeria is getting paranoid. If you ask me, this entire country is a fucking tinder box.”

Ari crossed his arms and looked around the resort. “Really?” He asked like he doesn’t know anything. “We don’t really feel that out here.”

“No?” Walton questioned. He raised his brow and gave a half-smile.

“No,” Ari confirmed, shaking his head.

“Well,” Walton clasped his hands. “State’s sent cargo planes for us ready to evac in the event things take a turn for the worse.”

“Oh,” Ari sounded surprised. That he didn’t know.

“And this refugee crisis, it’s really not helping. You have entire refugee neighborhoods just disappearing. Into thin air,” He gestured like the wind. “The UN offers a stipend to the Sudanese for every refugee they house so when people start to disappear that’s just…” He chuckled. “...bad for business.”

“Well,” Ari rested his chin on his hand before snickering. “Only crisis we face is whether or not we catch fresh lobster,” he let out a laugh. “Just kidding.”

Walton laughed with him before looking at the table. “Well, I just got back from Gedaref where the Mukhbarat had executed another 30 people. This is quite serious.”

Ari felt his cheek tensing from holding his smile. He nodded before inhaling deeply. “I’d like to stay and chat but I gotta make lunch for my wife.”

“Sure…” Walton agreed.

“Okay,” He replied. “Enjoy the..” He said before standing up to go to Y/N.

“Kabede Bimro, right?” Walton said like it’s a question before turning his head to Ari’s direction.

Ari looked at him with questions in his eyes. “Excuse me?” He played dumbfounded.

“Hmm?” Walton enquired then stood up and buttoned his coat. “I think it’s such a funny name.”

“Yeah,” Ari nodded slightly before turning around to go to the kitchen.

Y/N was slicing vegetables on the counter when he entered. The four was peeping through the crack watching.

“What’s the CIA doing here?” Sammy asked.

“What did he want?” Angela asked this time.

Ari propped his arms on the counter beside Angela and watched Walton leave. “I don’t know… I think to warn us.”

Jake slammed his head on the wall. “Fuck! He knows about Kabede.”

“All right, we gotta go,” Ari turned to Y/N.

She looked at him and furrowed her brow. “No, this is just so fucking stupid.”

“Right,” Sammy agreed. “Tell Kabede it’s too dangerous. We’ll pick it up in two weeks when we have a chance to assess the threat.”

Y/N furrowed her brow even more and dropped the knife. “We have 200 people—”

“We’ll have 200 more people less if we fuck it up,” Sammy turned to her.

Ari went in front of her. “For fuck’s sake, Sammy, will you just trust me for once?” He raised his voice.

Y/N looked through the cracks to confirm if Walton left. “They’re still here. Lower your fucking voice.”

A moment passed between Ari and Sammy. No one spoke and just looked at them. Max cleared his throat. “Well, if we’re doing this, we need to leave now.”

“What’s it gonna be?” Angela asked.

The men went on to pick up the refugees while Y/N and Angela packed their things. They made sure to clean the place up and leave no trace. Y/N went to Angela’s room to hear what’s going on and what she just heard were gunshots. She saw Angela on the bed, covering her mouth with her hand and her legs bouncing up.

“What the fuck is happening?” She held her breath. “Is Ari shot? Are they okay?”

“If you engage, it’s all over. I’ll handle it,” Ari said through the comms.

Y/N huddled into a corner and wringed her hands over her head. Her breaths were fast and unsteady. And her head felt like it was exploding from the stress. She doesn’t know what’s happening and what’s going to happen. She stayed in that position for what felt like hours till she heard the door open. It was Angela, she glanced around and saw herself on the bed.

“Hey,” she lightly smiled. “You fell asleep.”

“Where are they?” Y/N’s hoarse voice asked.

“I don’t know,” She answered honestly. “I made coffee. We should wait for them outside.”

Angela and Y/N had their own blanket wrapped around their shoulders as they strolled the entrance of the resort. Their heads turned when they heard trucks coming. Y/N felt a relief when she saw both trucks. Max and Jake went out off the trucks. No sign of Sammy or Ari. It was just them. Angela ran up to them. Y/N stood up to hug them and peeked at the trucks.

“Where’s Ari and Sammy?” Y/N breathed in a question.

Jake didn’t answer her. She led her inside to sit and listened to the comms. Y/N didn’t have the voice to ask again since all she’s been doing is crying. They sat there and just waited for confirmation. An answer. An anything to let her know if Ari’s safe. Max lit a cigarette and shared it with her.

“Taxis has reached base,” Buchanan entered on the comms. “Cargo is safely on board.”

The four of them sighed in relief and nodded their heads. Jake rested his head against her shoulder and snatched the cigarette.

“Copy that.”

“Is there any news on team leader?”

“We;ve been monitoring radio transmissions in Khartoum. Nothing new.”

Y/N felt another batch of tears streaming down her face. All of the scenarios they went through but nothing like this. Fuck! She blamed herself on why she didn't think of this. She thought of places where they could be but she keeps ending up in nothing.

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snowdrop-ivy · 5 months

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Chasing the Clouds: A Journey Back to The Beef | 3

Summary: After the meet, you reminisced.

WC: 2141

T/W: Cursing, unresolved mental issues, trauma, suic!de, angst, and smut.

You stared at your ring while sitting on the coffee table. You wiped the tears that have been streaming down since you left your dad’s place. It’s been streaming non-stop. You hitched a breath and bawled your eyes out till you heard your phone ring. It was Phillip, your fiance, calling.

You took a deep breath before answering. “Hey, honey.”

“Hey, babe,” He sounded happy. You covered your lips so he won’t hear you crying. “Just wanna check up on you. How was the party?”

You bit your lip. “It was fun. Jer had a blast.”

“That’s good to hear. Sorry I had to miss it.”

“That’s okay,” You replied. “There’s always a next one.”

“Yeah,” He sighed. “Well, just called to check on you but I gotta head out now. I just stepped out to call. I’ll call you later. Love you, babe.”

You felt the tears fall down as the call dropped. You went to your bedside and opened it. There you saw the ring Carm gave you. It’s a silver halo ring with your birthstone in the middle. You smiled when you remembered when you got engaged and when you told your families. How happy you both were back then.

“So, you guys, wanna hear the story?” Mikey asked as he’s washing his hands on the sink. You’re at their family house cooking up lunch for the Sunday barbeque.

“Yeah, Mikes, go ahead,” Carm answered. You sat beside Richie on the counter with your hands inside Carm’s jacket so you can hide the ring.

“All right, here we go,” Richie started while munching on chips.

You and Nat both rolled your eyes together before laughing. Nat’s leaning on the counter beside you, topping up the pizza. Richie was already laughing even though the story’s not starting yet.

“All right,” Mikey added. “So we’re at Ceres, right, which was the bar at the bottom of the Board of Trade Building. It was just this little bar in the lobby, right? The place opened at 6:30 in the morning, so that when traders lost their ass when the market opened they could just walk over and just get hammered in this little fucking bar.”

Carm wiped his hands as he turned to listen to his brother’s story. He looked at you before kissing you then leaned on you. You wrapped your arm around his arms and leaned on his head.

“Anyway, the name “Ceres” was named after the Goddess of Agriculture, sorry, and…” Mikey belched.

Nat went up to him. “You and your fucking Ceres…”

“Someone’s jealous you weren’t invited?” Mickey mocked her.

You laughed then gave Carm a kiss on the temples. He stood between your legs and held your free arm to wrap around his waist. You propped your chin on his neck, giving him a light peck which tickled him.

“I would not have gone. Thank you,” Nat striked back and grinned.

“You would have gone,” Mikey emphasized. “Carmy, grate some parmesan.”

Carm kissed your hand before slipping out. “I got ya,” He tapped Mike on his shoulder.

You smiled at them bickering, seizing the moment you have together. After this, you’ll go back to San Francisco for Nursing School. Who knows when you’ll see each other again.

“You’re jealous,” Mikey snickered to his sister. “Anyway, on top of the building, there was a statue of Ceres and her back, for all of you historians, was facing towards the east. And that’s because all the trading had just moved to the Midwest.”

“Oh, really?” You mockingly asked. Mikey eyed you up which made you laugh. “Sorry, go ahead.”

“So, the architect John Storrs, legend has it that he built this statue as like a big ‘fuck you’,” Mikey continues while sprinkling some parmesan.

“Christ,” Richie laughed. “Wake me up when the story starts and the fucking class is dismissed.”

All of you laughed at him. Mikey gave him a finger. He gave one back before drinking his scotch.

“Tell the story!” Nat urged him as she stirred the marinara sauce.

“I’m trying to tell the fucking story,” Mikey said as she tasted the sauce which earned a grunt of Sug.

“Anyway, so, the point is, we’re out all night, we’re drunk as shit, we’re fucking high as shit,” Mikey went on and faced everyone. “We figure the only place that’s still open of course is…”

“Ceres,” You both answered. He gave you a salute and you winked at him. Richie jumped down to taste the pizza Nat made while Carm garnished the beef.

“And being 6:45 in the morning, we are right to assume that the place is gonna be a fucking ghost town,” Mikey implied. “Fuck off,” he grabbed the raisins Nat was waving at him.

“Get outta here with those raisins,” Richie said with his mouth full.

“Mum always added raisins,” She stated.

“We are not doing raisins,” Mikey screeched while waving his hands.

Nat sighed in disbelief before looking at you. You gave her a smile and a shrug.

“Anyway, cousin, was it a ghost town?” Rich asked.

“Oh, we’re not done yet?” You blurted out.

“Baby doll,” Miked called you. “Shush your mouth.”

Your eyes widened and sized him up. Mikey gave you a smile before joining Richie laughing.

“Hey,” Carm called his brother. “Don’t talk to my girlfriend like that.”

You stuck your tongue out at him. Mikey apologized before resuming his story. “No, it was not a ghost town. Not only was it not a ghost town, it was a fucking rager.”

Carm finished and went back to his previous place. He smiled at you before giving you a squeeze on the thigh. “It was fucking packed,” Mikey bragged, his veins popping out of his neck. “It was just like…” He made an explosion sound. “Right? All fucking Blackhwak fans, and cousin, who’s there?”

“Savvy,” Richie yelled out.

“Get outta here,” You and Carm laughed.

“Dennis motherfucking Savard,” Mickey roared then flexed his Savvy. They both yelled out mundane stuff about who they saw that made you all burst out laughing. Mickey went on to tell that they also saw Belfour and how Savvy was inducted to the Hockey Hall of Fame and they walked to his going off party and when Savvy saw the Ceres pamphlet, he changed his outgoing message as Goddess of Agriculture.

“That’s stupid,” You laughed with them.

“Fucking stupid,” Carm agreed.

“So dumb,” Nat added.

The air filled with laughter as you watched Carm roll the beef and stick it with toothpicks. Mikey continued to tell stories on who they saw, which this time was Bill Murray. You smiled at the view you had. How everything was so light, calm, and you were all truly happy. Nat continued to force smiles and mocked his stories that you sometimes joined. You got down and had a beer with your ringless arm then joined Carmy on rolling the beef.

“Is the story done now?” Carm asked, wiping his hands before turning to everyone. He wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you tighter. “We have a story to tell as well.”

“Okay,” Mikey crossed his arms. “Shoot, bear.”

You all looked at their eager eyes waiting for your story. Nat crossed his legs and leaned on the counter. You watched as their faces were filled with confusion. Rich held his beer intently. Mikey lightly shrugged with his arms crossed. You slowly showed your left hand with a bright smile along with Carmy who’s hugging you tightly.

“We’re getting married!” You screamed, jumping with joy.

The screams echoed through the wall with congratulatory marks. Rich choked on his beer which splattered a little on Mikey. Nat’s eyes welled with tears as she hugged you both. Mikey had an awe on his face, it took him a moment to say something.

“Aww, guys, this is so awesome,” Nat stuck out her bottom lip as she examined your ring before giving you a hug once again. “This is so exciting!” She exclaimed.

“Mike, you okay, bro?” Carmy called out his brother who had tears in his eyes. Mike slowly approached Carm and pulled him to a tight hug and shut his eyes off. “Woah, okay, buddy.”

Rich turned to you and hugged you as well. “Oh, please, don’t get divorced.”

You jokingly slapped his shoulder and rolled your eyes. Nat hugged you from the back as you watched the brothers hug. You smiled at Mikey when he opened his eyes. You saw the happiness lingering on his eyes and how he’s trying not to let out his tears.

“I can’t tell you how happy I am for you,” Mike said as he pulled out of the hug. He cupped his little brother’s face. “Don’t mess this up.”

You laughed at what he said. Carm shook his head before nodding. “No messing this up,” He acknowledged his brother.

Mike then turned to you and gave you the warmest hugs. You felt him kiss the side of your head as you heard him sniff. “I’m so… so happy for you.”

A smile slowly formed on your face and the tears started to well up on how happy you felt to hear that. “Thanks, Mikey,” you whispered and kissed him on the cheek.

You all went to the Sunday barbecue where you drank champagne, danced til midnight, and had endless laughter from the many stories Mike and Richie had. You went home to your shared apartment and sat on the coffee table that your dad gave as a gift for Christmas. You gave Carm a glass of water while you had a cup of warm milk to help you sleep. Both of you sat in a calm and safe space of silence. Your feet were on Carm’s legs as he massaged your toes from the heels you wore. The only noise coming from you were the sips you both took and the breeze coming from the window.

“When should we get married?” Carm suddenly asked, still looking and massaging your toes.

You let out a chuckle. “When would you want?” You emphasized.

“Up to you, babe,” He answered, giving you a smile.

You shrugged. “That’s not fair.”

“What’s not?” He raised a brow.

“You letting me decide,” You raised a brow back. From the beginning, Carm always lets you get what you want as long as it makes you happy. From the movies you want to the majority of the furniture in your apartment. “Oh! I know a fun way how to decide! We should play a game!”

“Are we basing our wedding decisions on a game?” Confusement gazing on his face.

You stuck out your bottom lip. “Maybe.”

Carmy took a sip of water while staring at you. “Shoot.”

“Okay, you go first.” You sat straight. “Clear your mind. Take a deep breath. We get to ask five questions about the wedding and we answer as fast as we can. No thinking.”

Carm closed his eyes and took a deep breath. You asked if he’s ready and he nodded. You grinned at his seriousness. He’s really taking this seriously since he wants the wedding to be perfect. Just like how perfect you are. He wants to give you the wedding you want and deserve.

“Flowers?” You quickly ask.

“Pink petunias.”

“Cater?”

“Mikey.”

“Color motif?”

“Dusty blue and sage green.”

“Food?”

“Italian and Japanese.”

“Date?”

“November 11”

“Carmy!” You called him out. You raised a brow at him while he had this sneaky grin on his face. “That’s all of my favorite things!”

He let out a chuckle. “I know. It’s your wedding day. I want you to have all the things you want.”

“It’s your wedding too,” You stated, eyeing him.

“I know,” He replied, placing his chin on his palm with his elbows propped on the table. “I just wanna be married to you.”

You pursed your lip trying not to smile. Carmen Berzatto is your death. You can’t help but to squeal and jump on his lap. You grazed his head to his chin while looking at his intense, warm blue eyes. Your hands settled on his chin, drawing circles on it. You saw him lean, so carefully slow. You weren’t sure if you two were breathing or now and you know you can hear your hearts breathing. You felt a shiver as we inserted his hands on your jumper and spelt his name on your waist. You can’t feel whether it's cold or not because at the moment, all you can feel is him, everywhere, filling everything with him.

“I love you so fucking much,” He whispered.

Then he kissed you, gently and passionately.

His lips were the softest thing you’ve ever known, soft like a new bought pillow, like biting into a cotton candy, like floating and being weightless in water. It’s sweet, just like how he is.

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Chasing the Clouds: A Journey Back to The Beef | 2

Summary: Mikey left the restaurant to Carmen, Natalie, and you.

Trope: Second chances

T/W: Cursing, unresolved mental issues, trauma, suic!de, angst, and smut.

Word count: 2654

YOU just finished editing the photos you’re about to send to your wedding planner when you saw Natalie calling you. You’re back in Chicago for a break and to plan the wedding since your fiance’s mom thought a year engaged and no plans is bullshit. So that’s what you’ve been doing for the past 2 weeks.

“Hey, Sug,” You smiled, answering the phone. “How you’ve been?”

“Hey, baby doll!” She shrieked. They’re not going to die down the nickname you had since 4 because you thought that dressing up as a doll everyday till you were 7 was a good idea. “Not much. How are you? I miss you!”

“I miss you too, Sug!” You giggled and crossed your legs. “Not much going on. I just finished sending designs for the chairs I wanted and heading off to my dad for Jeremy’s birthday party. Are you coming?”

You heard Nat sighed on the other end. “No, I have to check with my accountant because I put in my house as mortgage for the restaurant and now that they’re behind bills, my house is fucked.”

“Oh,” You gulped as you knew that Carm was managing it and you’ve been trying to stay away with everything that reminds you of him but apparently, growing up together does not do that. “Do you need help with it?”

“No!” She exclaimed. “I just wanted to talk to you. And maybe, if you’re free, we can hang out. I really miss you.”

You bowed and lightly smiled. “I know! It’s been so long. But, I’m free tomorrow. Is that good with you?”

You heard Nat squeal as you planned your day-out tomorrow. You both exchanged stories on what’s going on until it was time for you to go to your dad’s house. It’s your little brother’s birthday. You love that kid even though you don’t have the same mom. Your mom died a few months after you were born. It was always you and your dad till your step mom showed up. She’s okay, you like her. But you’ve never been close to her. She’s one of those people you like but do not hate. It’s somewhere between that.

“Hey, baby doll!” Your dad yelled across the crowd he was talking to. You beamed up a smile as you walked to your dad with his open arms. “I miss you so much.”

You hugged your dad and kissed him. “We saw each other last week, Dad.”

Jim laughed as he hugged you again. “What? I can’t miss you everyday?”

You laughed and shook your head. You hugged all the people you knew and went inside to look for the birthday boy. You looked around the house you grew up in. All the pictures since you were little hang around the house. You smiled at those memories. All the good and bad ended you up as a Nurse. You never thought you'd be a nurse since you’re scared of needles when you were young from the stories you heard from your dad about crackheads and whatnots. You searched around the house to find your brother but you can’t see him anywhere. You smiled to the guests you passed by till you got to the kitchen.

“Baby doll!” Richie roared then tackled you in a squeezing hug. “Where you’ve been?”

You screeched as he lifted you. “Rich, put me down!”

Rich looked in disbelief as he eyed you. The last time you saw him was a week before Mikey’s death. “You look so fucking different.”

“That’s because I am,” You laughed. You smiled at him before hugging each other. You did miss him. And you felt guilty that you didn’t show up or call him when he’s been through his shits. “Sorry for not calling,” You genuinely smiled before kissing him on the cheek.

“Nah, you’re good,” Rich dismissed his hand. “Enough about that! How are you?”

You opened your mouth to answer but you heard a very familiar voice calling Rich. “Cousin, how’s the hotdogs coming?”

You gulped when you saw him. That bastard. Carmen Fucking Berzatto walking to the kitchen. He stopped on his tracks when he saw you. He has a tray of lettuce in his hands. You saw his jaw clenched and walked to the counter to put down the tray.

“No, Carm, look who’s here?” Richie said all fucking excited and pointed at you like he doesn’t know where you are. “It’s baby doll!”

Rich was about to say something before you smelled the burning hotdogs and he came running to it. You bit your lip when he left the two of you alone. You felt your hands shaking as you put your purse and gift down. Carm sighed before leaning on the counter and looking at you. Both of you don't know what to say or where to start.

He cleared his throat making you look at him. “Hey.”

You felt your throat close up when he called. You eyed him intently. His shriveled hair, the noticeable bags under his eyes, and his stained white shirt that fitted him like a glove. “Hey, Carmen.”

Carm twitched his mouth and clenched his jaw when he heard you say his name. That’s the first time you called him by his name. You always called him bear or B or anything else other than his government name.

“How you’ve been?” You both asked after a long silence. You also both pointed at each other to answer. “No, you go ahead,” He suggested.

You cleared your throat. After years of not talking, not a call, text, letter, or email, that’s what he asked. You had this urge to scream at his face and tell him how you spent the nights in the bathroom as you were too drunk just to forget his fucking face for a second. You wanted to tell him how you almost failed nursing school since you had no will to live or even a tiniest motivation to get up in the morning. You wanted to tell him how you were prescribed sleeping pills from all the sleepless nights you had. You wanted to tell him how broken your heart and body was when he left. “I’m good,” But no, you just timidly answered. You’re unsure if he knows you’re engaged or not since you haven’t talked to him for how many years. You don’t know if your dad, Sug, or Rich mentioned it to him. “You?”

He looked at the floor. His arms crossed and nodded. That’s not how you usually answered. You always answer with a funny story that happened to you. “Good as well,” He slowly nodded and glanced at you. He noticed everything that changed about you. How your hair has been a bit darker, the new tattoo on your arm, and how you wore your lipstick darker than you used to. It was colored salmon before that’s why whenever he sees one, it reminds you of him. He can’t think of one thing that he can’t associate you with.

You nodded, acknowledging his answer. You were hoping for more but what can you expect him to say? You both sat in silence till he offered you a beer. He placed it on the counter and you reached for it. He saw the ring on your finger as you drank the beer.

Carm froze when he saw that. His heart dropped. He felt cold all of a sudden then sweaty. He wrapped his arm around him as he slowly nodded. Trying to acknowledge what is going on. His mind was going to a different place. He couldn’t wrap his head on the thought that you’ll be walking on a different man to the altar. Not that he could do anything about it. I mean, what can he do? Tell you to stop the wedding? He can’t do that. That’s fucked up. Not after everything he’s put you through.

“Getting hitched, huh?” He questioned then took a sip.

You saw that he noticed the ring. You wrapped both of your hands on the cold bottle since you can’t feel anything. You just went numb. And it’s not a good numb. It feels different.

You shrugged. “Yup,” you murmured. “Gonna be a Mrs. soon,”

“Huh.” That’s all he could say. He bit his lips looking for words or questions to prolong the conversation. “You excited?”

You blew out your cheeks. “Yeah,” You answered and looked at him. His face went blank. You can see him tensing his shoulders.

Carm pursed his lips and looked around. “Best wishes, then,” He whispered and raised his beer at you.

You timidly smiled and slightly raised your beer back. You looked at the window so as to not look at him anymore. His face brought back so many emotions and memories that you locked up in a chain somewhere deep in your mind. You never thought going back to Chicago meant you’ll see him again. You buried him in your head and soul. You heard him excuse himself to go check on Richie. When he left, you buried your face in your hand trying to prevent her tears welling up. You took a deep sigh and left the beer on the counter to look for your dad. You saw him in the backyard smoking.

You stood beside him and snatched his cigarette. “You didn’t tell me he was here.”

He kicked the pebbles scattered around him and put his hands on his pocket. “If I did, you wouldn’t come.”

You sighed. “Dad.”

“I know, I’m sorry,” He sighed defeatedly. “It’s just that I’m sure you’re not gonna go if you knew and it’s your brother’s birthday. You can’t miss that. Not when he loves you more than anyone in the world.”

You took a deep breath and huffed a smoke. Your brother does love you more than anyone. And you love that kid. And your dad’s right, if you knew he’s coming, you’re not going to go.

“And besides,” Your dad shrugged his shoulders. “You’ve been avoiding everything that has to do with him since forever. And if you’re really past that… you shouldn’t be afraid anymore.”

You scratched your brow and glanced at them making hotdogs under a tent. What your dad said is applicable if you’re past it. But you’re not. You didn’t even go through it. You skipped it. Your answer was halted when you saw your brother running towards you. You threw the cigar and hugged him. Jeremy took you away from your dad and introduced you to all his friends. He showed you all the gifts he got. Jer took your mind off Carm and you were thankful for him. How sweet and caring he is. How he made you happy by just being him. You laughed when he saw that you have a gift. The party went on to be a blast. Kids had fun. Food was great. It was a great day. You didn’t see Carm much that day other than the few glances and the conversation you had. Jeremy was bummed that you’re gonna go home but you promised him a fun day when you’re free.

Carm and Rich are cleaning up the place after the party. He was wiping the tables when Jimmy walked in and made a cup of coffee. He couldn’t help but look at the picture of him with his dad.

“When is that from?” He asked and pointed at the picture sitting on the counter. It was a black and white photo. Jimmy had his arm around his dad and they’re both smiling.

“Repeat party. Grant Park, ‘92,” He answered and took a sip before standing next to him. “You ever miss him?”

He shook his head. “Didn’t really know him well enough to miss him.”

“Sounds like Y/N,” Jimmy mentioned. He placed down his cup and turned to Carm. “You get a chance to talk to her?”

Carm shrugged. “Yeah, we had a beer but she didn’t finish it. Still on the counter.”

Jimmy pursed his lips. “How’d you feel?”

He stopped and raised his brows. “What are you? A therapist?” He joked. Unc turned his head to know he’s serious. Carm straightened his face before continuing to clean the table. “Good, I guess.”

“Really?” He wondered. He didn’t seem satisfied with his answer. “After all these years?”

“Yeah, I mean, we didn’t have much to talk about but she did mention her engagement.”

Jim pressed his lips and tapped him on the shoulder before leaving. “Hey, Carm,” he called him.

Carm turned around to look at him. “Whenever I imagine giving away my daughter, I always thought it’d be to you.”

He nodded and watched him leave him. He took a deep breath. He also had the idea you’re gonna end up together. You both were a step away from being married. Hell, Carm even gave you a very beautiful engagement ring that made you feel magical. But that was all in the past now. He still wonders if you still have the ring. It wouldn’t hurt him if he knew you threw it away or burned it along with the other things you had that belonged to him. Carm shook his head and head on to bid goodbyes to Unc’s wife and Jer. Rich and Carm had to drive Pete home since he was knocked out from the punch infused with Xanax. Carm took the chance to talk to Natalie.

“So, how’s the party?” Nat asked as he gave him water and sat down across from him in their living room.

“Good,” He nodded. “Good yeah, Richie spilled a Xanax in the cooler but Unc didn’t kill us.”

“That’s crazy,” She said with disgust. Nat propped her legs on the couch. “You saw baby doll?”

Carm bit his lip and nodded.

“You guys talked?”

He nodded. Unsure what to answer. He propped his arms on his legs as it bounced.

“How was she?”

“Why didn’t you tell me she was engaged?”

Nat’s mouth went open then lightly shrugged. “I didn’t think you'd want to know that.”

Carm bitterly laughed before shaking his head. “Yeah, right.”

“How’d you know?”

“Saw it on her finger,” He answered, remembering what it looks like on you. “Different from what I got her.”

“Does it still hurt?” Nat asked gently. Her eyes was soft and full of worry.

Carm stared at the picture of you with him, Nat, and Mike that was taken on Christmas a year after you got together. He smiled lightly as he saw his arms around your waist and you were kissing him on the cheek. He had the biggest smile on it. And you all looked so happy beside the christmas tree. “Yeah, and I think it always will.”

“Do you still love her?”

He bit his lip, soaking in her question. And the answer is he does. You have, will always have, his heart in your hands. You were gentle while he cared, but when he stopped caring, it broke you. And nothing will ever be the same. You gave him everything, and he won’t give it back. And now, you chose someone else, even though you have every piece of him. He hopes time will heal you both. Maybe not completely, but he hopes it will only hurt on the bad days. And he’s only have a few of those.

“Carm…” Natalie softly called him after a while when he didn’t answer.. “Are you okay?”

He repeatedly nodded before standing up. “Gotta go,” he bid before heading out to his car. He banged his hand on the wheel repeatedly trying not to scream. He’s not okay. How can he be? Seeing you after 5 years and seeing that you’re engaged. And how nobody gave him a fucking heads up about it. They told all the stories you shared with them but not the one where you got a fucking fiancé.

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Chasing the Clouds: A Journey Back to The Beef | 1

Summary: Mikey left the restaurant to Carmen, Natalie, and you.

Trope: Second chances

T/W: Cursing, unresolved mental issues, trauma, suic!de, angst, and smut.

Word count: 4695

The sound of the alarm woke Carmy. 4:00AM. He had this dream on how things were a year ago, how he was in a different place being berated by the head chef. The time he always woke up everyday since he decided to move and leave everything behind. He waited for the alarm to finish to listen to the voice very familiar to him. He sat up on his bed and lit a cigarette before heading to sit in front of the window to look at the city lights Chicago has to offer him. There were little sounds he could hear that bothers him. The sound of the train. Kids laughing at the street. And your voice. The message you left him before cutting him off completely for bailing on you. Carmy played it one more time, as close to his ear as it can get.

Hey…

I know you're off and I know you can hear this so I'm just gonna say this one last time.

I miss you.

I miss how we used to be. How we used to be friends. How you and I would stay up and talk about everything. I know things got messed up when you left but I think what you don't know is you also left me. For no fucking reason. And the craziest thing is that I trusted myself you wouldn't do that. That you would not bail on me like your brother did to you but you did.

But you did… You fucking did it, Carm. And I still miss you. Every fucking day and I wish I can lock our memories in letters and drown myself in ink of you. God, I can fill empty canvases with your paintings because all I fucking see is you. But then I realized that after that, life's too fucking short to dwell on it. So if you want us to stay that way, that's okay. We'll each have the chance to be happy on the things we like and the person we love. And that's what I'm gonna do also. And hey? If you don't want to. That's okay too. I'm moving on, B.

So… This is the last time I'll chase you. Not because I got tired but because chasing you is like chasing the clouds.

I hope you become the best of what you really want.

Bye, B.

Carm clenched on the phone in his hand as he listened on the voicemail you left 5 years ago. He still gets updates of you from Rich and Sug. But that was it. You really meant what you said. And he blames himself for it. And the hole in the wall on his apartment when you left him that message. He knows what he did but also he, himself, doesn't know why he did it. Why he thought leaving you would be a great fucking idea.

He got up from his seat and got ready for work. Mikey left the business for him, Sug, and you to take care of. He thought that after Mikey passed away he would get a glimpse of you but nada. He got to the restaurant and stayed in his office. Or what used to be Mikey’s. He took a look at the bills with red stamps that said they’re past due dates and sat down. He got out and took a look at the kitchen, the bar, and the dining area. All of it reminds him of his brother. Of you. Or what he thinks the things you redid. Carm knew that you managed the restaurant before he passed away. Mikey told him that whenever they got a chance to talk. How you convinced Mikey to switch mayos, chairs, and cutlery. The crew came in and Carm decided to close the restaurant for the day to clean it. Every fucking inch of it, they cleaned, wiped, moped, washed dishes. Carm was hanging the penalty they got from the CBH since the restaurant does not comply with the sanitary standards. He heard a knock on the window and saw Uncle Jim. They sat by the window. Unc asked him how the restaurant’s been.

“And then you know, the produce bill is due, you know,” Carm answered pointing at the window. “And the power comes in and I can’t build enough of a parachute. Even if we got this place packed, that’s only like a week of survival cash.”

Unc sighed. “Exhausting listening to this.”

Carm knitted his brows, confused. “You ask me what’s goin on.”

“No,” Unc waved his finger. “I asked you where you’ve been.”

Carm tilted his head to the back. “You’re looking at it. This is where I’ve been,” He sighed and leaned on the chair.

“Carm, this place is bullshit,” Unc told him. “Right? I mean, you’re never gonna fix it. You can’t start at fucked. You understand that, right?”

He sarcastically chuckled. “Then why’d he leave it to me? Or Natalie? Or even your daughter for God’s sake.”

Unc sighed and looked at the window. “She’s doing good, by the way.”

“Who?” He asked like he doesn’t know what he’s talking about.

“Don’t fuck with me. You know who?”

They looked at each other before chuckling.

“She’s got a job in San Francisco as a head nurse but she still got her photography gig as a hobby. You should see her photos, Carm,” Unc amusingly said with sparks in his eyes and wide smile.

“Yeah?” He answered. “You must be proud then?”

“Of course,” He laughed. “She’s making me proud since the day she was born”

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I need more chapters of “Favor” plsss 🥹

heyy! thanks for the support. have a lot of drafts soon to be published for Favor. stay tuned!

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babe, I’m sorry for bothering, but something happened to the 1st part or Favor? I can’t find it anywhere 🥺

hi!! no problem, it's linked here: https://www.tumblr.com/snowdrop-ivy/705907776045662208/favor-part-1?source=share&ref=_tumblr

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Favor. | Part 4

A/N: Hey! Short update while getting back into writing zone. Hope you enjoy

That’s what he did. He made her coffee, breakfast, lunch, dinner, put out your clothes, did your laundry but nothing. He didn’t hear a word from her except for her mumbled thanks. He understood though, he knew what he said and meant it. He’ll give her space as much as she wants. Probably a lot of space since they’re going to have another extraction tonight. Ari and Sammy are checking the tires before they go. Sammy knew what was going on, he doesn’t know the exact details but he knew something was up since Ari isn't his usual self.

“Hey,” Sammy called.

Ari looked up to him, not answering but enough to acknowledge his call. “You okay?” He then asked.

His friend sighed deeply before shrugging his shoulders. “Maybe.”

“You wanna talk about it?”

They looked at each other briefly before bursting into laughter. “Now?”

Sammy pursed his lips. “Maybe after this.”

“Only with a beer,” Ari nodded. Sammy agreed before they proceeded on their mission. Same routine, same track, different people. That’s their goal. It was a successful extraction. 1025 people got on the boat. “Mr. Levinson?” A guy pushing the boat called him, “This came for you.”

He accepted an envelope addressed to him but doesn’t have a return address. He had a hint of what it is. It’s probably the divorce papers Y/N’s lawyer sent to him for the 11th time. They got back to the resort. The guests are sleeping. Rachel and Y/N shared a room for the night. Sammy got them a beer for all the guys and they sat down on the veranda.

“You invited them?” Ari asked Sammy as he saw Max and Jake sitting down, sharing a cigarette.

“Thanks for that,” Max sarcastically smiled at him.

Ari rolled his eyes before sitting down.

“Okay, talk,” Sammy said before lighting a cigarette.

Ari huffed out. “Well, something happened between us. I talked to Rachel and she told me to make up everything. Which I did. I made her everything, gave her the space she needed. And then, I got this today,” He placed the papers he received earlier.

“You think she planned this?” Jake asked.

“Yeah,” He answered. “I mean, she planned that before but with everything that happened now I don’t know what she wants.”

“Did you try asking her?” Sammy asked him.

He looked at their room. “No.”

“Are you planning to?” Max asked this time.

“I don’t think so.”

“I think you should,” Jake butted in. “She’s very confused. Rachel’s making her more confused. She talked to her about being selfish or something.”

“What?” They all asked.

Jake looked at them and raised his brow. “Yeah, she said how Y/N’s always been selfless and maybe now is the time to choose herself.”

“I didn’t tell her that.”

They jumped on their seats when they heard Rachel.

“What the hell?” Ari said, panting.

“You scared the shit out of me.” Jake chuckled before sitting down again.

“So what did you say to her?” Sammy asked Rachel as she sat down and stole his beer.

“Why don’t you go ask her?” She nodded her head to Y/N walking back to their room. Y/N turned her head and saw them altogether. She doesn’t want to be with anyone so she just waved at them. “She said it’s too cold in my room so she’ll go back.”

They all looked at him. Ari huffed out before walking to their room. He opened the door and she saw Y/N sitting on her side, her back faced her.

“Hey,” He called her, sitting on his side, facing her.

Y/N turned. “Hi,” she smiled.

He smiled back. They both sat there looking at each other awkwardly. It was like the time Ari admitted he loves her two weeks after they started dating. “So…”

“Everything okay?” She asked.

Ari chuckled, not knowing what to respond. He has all the thoughts in his head but doesn’t have the words to say it. Y/N saw the hesitation on his eyes.

“Do you want to talk about what happened?” She asked.

Ari sighed, nodding. “Do you regret it?” His brows creased and lips pursed.

She took her time to answer because she doesn’t want to hurt or confuse him. She hung her head and sighed. “Not one bit.”

And that’s the truth. She didn’t. It was awkward waking up to it but other than that, not one ounce of regret in her body, mind, and heart.

Ari sighed with relief when he heard it. He chuckled lightly before rubbing his face. “Me too.”

“Do you still wanna try? On us?” He questioned, hoping to hear the answer that he wanted to hear. But he scratched that. In his mind, he’ll accept what answer she gives because she deserves it. This time, she’ll be on the top of his list. Her name is capitalized and bold.

“It wouldn’t hurt,” She answered, a smile slowly creeping up. Ari cupped her cheeks before kissing her forehead and pulling her into a hug. He soaked up her scent; so sweet and smells like beer. He just felt calm now. Like nothing can take away the happiness he is feeling.

Y/N smiled and hugged him back. She loves him still but this time, she’ll put herself first. It wouldn’t hurt to give their marriage a try. She’s better, wiser, and braver. How brave can she get giving her marriage a second chance while on a mission that can get them killed anytime.

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𝗳𝗶𝘃𝗲 | 𝘄𝗲 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝗶𝗻 𝗮 𝗽𝗵𝗼𝘁𝗼𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗽𝗵

𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗿𝗹𝘂𝗱𝗲 𝘁𝘄𝗼 | 𝗮𝗻𝘆𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗼 𝗵𝗮𝗱 𝗮 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝟭𝟴 +

𝘀𝗶𝘅 | 𝗱𝗶𝗱𝗻’𝘁 𝗶 𝗱𝗼 𝗶𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘆𝗼𝘂?

𝘀𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 | 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝘆 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗶 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗶𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘂𝘀 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝘄𝗲𝗲𝗸

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Life With U - Part 3

Summary: Gabriella tackles life, heartbreak, friendship, being a social media influencer, and falling for that hunk named, Blake Gray.

TW: Curse words

PART 2

The world grieved with me after I posted the video. The boys cried and came barging into my room after watching it, they're asking why I didn't gave them a disclaimer first before posting it they thought it was just a simple video because of the title.

idk I just sat down

That's the title. I didn't really know what to put there. Fans commented on every platform that I have saying that I am not alone which made my heart fluttered. My friends and sponsors sent me every flowers they know that's why our house became a garden.

After a while, I was feeling okay, the pain lessens. I'm seeking reasons, trying to understand why he did what he did although there's no apparent excuse for that. Learn, that not everyone you meet will stay in your life forever. Sometimes, they're just a passing character of your story. To teach you a specific lesson, to help you experience different things in life- different emotions, to grow, and to show you why loving yourself is important. Help you find your worth.

These characters will be difficult to replace when their story has come to an end in a chapter of your life. But, it is important to learn and see, that even if you don't want to, you have to let them go.

A shiver tingled in me as I sit in front of Hayes, weeks after I posted the video I came to a conclusion that if I want to really move on I have to face why I'm hurting in the first place.

"Hey," I greeted him. He's wearing a hoodie and beanie that I gave him for our anniversary. His eyes a bit puffy and he still haven't shaved. "How are you?"

"I'm doing good," he took sip of his water. "I know why you wanted to meet, Gabriella, so let me say something first..."

I leaned back to let him speak. The rapid beating of my heart is getting faster and it's about to fall down to my stomach.

"I wanna say sorry for hurting you over and over again. I have no excuse for what I've done and I'm sorry for destroying you and your precious heart. You did everything good to me, to make me happy, to make our relationship work, and I'm sorry for ruining it.

I always think about us, the past or future, I don't know if we're still going to talk after this, but I'll always think about you. I love you. I'll miss you. And I'm sorry this is what we became."

If people see us tonight they'll probably think we're the biggest fools they know for crying to Happy by Pharell Williams. He leaned over to wipe the tears falling from my eyes and I did the same. He rubbed his eyes as he sat straight and stared at me intently.

I bowed my head and wiped my tears before faking a smile at him. It hurts to see him hurting because I love him. That's how I know I really loved him because sometimes love isn't the rainbows and butterflies, it's the pain.

"I'm sorry too, you know? For all my shortcomings," I sniffed and breathed shakily. "I remember all the plans that we have- The NYU, the house we wanted, how many kids, where we're gonna get married, and all of those are still gonna our plan... but with different people."

Another batch of tears fell down our eyes. I never really thought that Hayes and I would come to an end. He was everything to me.

"I guess this is it then?" I asked, holding his hands. He drew in a long breath. His blue eyes welled with tears. "I'm always going to love you and I'm always here for you. I hope there will be a time when I look at you and be happy for you," my lower lip trembled.

"Can I..." he took a deep breath, trying to grasp what he wanna say. "Can I have a last hug?"

Without a doubt, I slammed myself into his broad chest and wept there. This used to be my comfort zone for three years. And now, he's just someone that I shared my life with.

I pulled away facing his face. He looked at me the same way he used to look at me- filled with love. His pupils dilated. He slowly leaned in, I closed my eyes when I felt his lips on mine.

This lips.

I slowly moved lips on him, wrapping my arm around his neck deepening the kiss. His hands draped around my waist and the other on the back of my head. His forehead leaned on mine after, caressing my cheek with his thumb.

"I'm afraid I'll never find a love like you."

My closure didn't come from him... it came from me, knowing that deep in my heart I did everything I could to make it work. That I went an extra mile surpassing my limits for him- I compromised and changed myself into a new one just to keep up with his needs and wants- but it wasn't enough.

So when Sway said that we had closure, no, we didn't. I had closure, when I realized that everyone isn't for everyone, and him and I just weren't for each other.

I'm not going to lie that it didn't hurt because it did. And it's that kind of hurt that left me crying till I fall asleep at 3 am with puffy eyes, nose blocked and swollen. The kinds that follows you everywhere like a shadow- reminding me the good times we had just by passing the places we went to. Just like death, heartbreak is inevitable, especially with the people you loved deeply. But if there's one thing that I learned from this; you shouldn't always expect.

You can't have expectations that if you love someone so much they will do the same, with the same loyalty and intensity, no, that's not it. The love you give to someone doesn't determine the loyalty they'll give you. You can have these multiple connections with someone but it still doesn't mean that you're meant for each other.

And as I hate to admit it, it also applies to friendship.

I groaned at the sound of my phone ringing. My head hurts like hell from drinking enormous amount of alcohol last night. Bryce had a freaking party. I didn't even had a heads up about it. The house was just full of people when I got home.

"What?" I said, answering my phone and not looking at the Caller ID.

"Are you still on for tonight?" From the voice, it's Tayler. I looked at my phone realizing it's 3 in the afternoon.

How the hell did I sleep through the day?

"Yep," I cleared my throat, sat back on my head board. "What time are we going to eat?"

The room was so dark the only light I have is my diffuser. AC's the only sound I'm hearing besides Tayler. It was so fucking cold so I laid down and covered myself with comforter and rolled like a burrito.

"I'll pick you up at 5. Is that okay?"

"Yep, sure, no worries. Love you. Bye," I said, slammed the phone to my bedside and massaged my head because the pain is excruciating.

I'm not going to let myself be a drunk-ass bitch so I got up, opened the windows even though the LA sun almost made me blind, and took a long, decent, and relaxing bath. I applied makeup and perfume before changing into a pastel blue cinched raglan sleeves top, white shorts, and black low top skate shoes.

I looked pretty in front of the mirror so I took some photos and uploaded it to Instagram

gabriellabree chauffeur's too slow.

A bunch of noises bombarded me when I came out. Jaden and Josh are playing a race against each other. Bryce and Griffin are on their phones on the couch facing the window. Kio and Anthony are asleep on the bean bags on the floor. Noah and Blake are making a TikTok against the window.

"Fuck!"

Blake shouted when he messed up. Noah laughed at him. They both turned and their jaws dropped to the floor.

"Woah," their eyes twinkled.

"I never knew that a broken girl could look that fine," Blake complimented.

The boys turned their heads and clapped their hands. Acting like they saw their crushes. They fanned me like I'm a barbecue.

"Yes!" Bryce threw his hands in the air. "You go, girl!"

"Show him what he's missing, baby!" Griff smiled.

"Thank you, guys," I smiled at them. "Tayler and I are going out. Do you guys want to come?"

They all shaked their heads and wished me a good time. I went straight to the kitchen to wait for Tayler. My phone buzzed a million times because of notifications, to kill some time, I opened my phone and scrolled through comments on my latest video which is my cover of Be Alright by Dean Lewis.

adorable.gabby Say all what you want to say but we all know for a fact that Hayes cheated. Gabby didn't just want us to hate him because she loves him so much.

lopezfan97 And that's another lesson on being the bigger person.

babyish-gabriella That's why you kids should stan Gabriella Bree Lopez

bringbackblondegabby How can you cheat on someone so sweet like her? Men b really dumb these days.

I didn't like the comments regarding the cheating issue to bury that yet I just liked the compliments they said. I don't want to spark up the old flames because Hayes and I are already moving on in our own lives.

A shirtless Blake walked in the kitchen with a scrunched face. He forcefully grabbed a bottle of water and flounced while seating on the chair beside me. He rolled his eyes and aggressively drank the water.

"You're in a mood."

I joked while liking comments. He faced me and scrunched his face even more which made me laugh. It annoyed him even more so he left the kitchen and went to I assume his room. Noah sat down on Blake's place and ate the sandwich I made for them this morning.

"What's his problem?"

I asked, putting the phone down, and faced his way. He held his hand up signalling me to wait because he's chewing his food.

"The boys said something about him not having a chance on his crush," he said and continued to eat. "I mean, they're not wrong, his crush's hella fine."

My eyebrows knotted in confusion. I didn't know he had a crush let alone he doesn't stand a chance. I mean, how can you not like someone as cute and sweet as Blake? That's just sad.

I was supposed to say something but Tayler came in the room looking all giddy in his usual ripped denim jeans and black shirt carrying my hoodie merch.

"You're late," I joked and hugged him.

"Yeah," he laughed. "By one minute."

He greeted the boys first before we head out and eat. We were just talking about what we missed on these past weeks and he's still ranting about my closure with Hayes. He says it's not a good thing because Hayes is a dickhead who'll use all his power to manipulate me again to which I just roll my eyes over and over again.

He pulled the handbrake before gathering his stuff. He looked at me with his mischievous face then laughed.

"What?" I raised my brow.

"Papz," he pointed at the flashing lights in front of his car shouting our names together.

I slapped myself in the forehead before leaning back to the seat and groaned loudly. Tayler then laughed louder because he knows how much I hate these people. And I know they're just doing their job but there's a lot other jobs than meddling with people's live.

"Come on," he tapped me. "Let's eat."

I rolled my eyes. He opened the door. We headed through the infinite questions they have. I usually answer some but only when they're few.

"Gabby, now that you're single are you going to date Tayler?"

"What can you say about Hayes' comment on your video?"

"Tayler, are you finally dating her?"

"What about Sommer?"

"Who do you like more? Gabby or Kelianne?"

We got into the restaurant but they said we have to wait for five minutes because they're cleaning the table. A few paparazzis got in so they asked us some questions.

"Are you guys dating?"

We both smiled at each other. Tayler signalled me to answer because he doesn't like answering these questions. He gets really nervous around them, he just doesn't show it.

"No, we're not. We're just very good friends trying to have a nice dinner without people putting malice to it."

The three papz laughed at my answer. This is going to be in the headlines tomorrow but I was just getting tired of people linking me to someone just because we hang out.

>PART 4<

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Life With U - Part 2

Summary: Gabriella tackles life, heartbreak, friendship, being a social media influencer, and falling for that hunk named, Blake Gray.

TW: Curse words

Part 1

"What the fuck, dude?! She's our friend!"

Tayler and I looked at each other before storming to the noise outside. Griffin immediately rushed me to his back trying to keep me off sight.

"What the hell is happening?" I tiptoed to see Josh and Bryce getting at Hayes. "Griffin, let me through."

He didn't barged so I passed through his legs and got in the middle of the two sided. "Bryce, Josh, back off," I glared at them.

"And you," I pointed a finger at Hayes. "What the fuck do you want?"

"I want to talk to you, Gabby, please," he held me shoulder pulling me towards him but Bryce tugged me back to their backs.

"Let her fucking go! You're not her goddamn dad!"

"We maybe not," Bryce yelled. "But we're fucking family now."

"So, you back the fuck off," Jaden declared.

Out of nowhere, Tayler dragged me out of the house to drive me back home. The boys did too. I'll just apologize to Thomas tomorrow about the mess we made. It sucks that the boys can't get together just because he cheated. I mean, I know it was wrong but I already forgave him for that, it still hurts but I'm moving on and be the better person than I was yesterday.

Curses flew everywhere when we got home. All to Hayes. I was in the kitchen with them making coffee for everyone to settle their pissed selves. Kio was with me, silent so I know that something is wrong.

"What is it?" I casually asked while brewing. He looked at me. "I know you want to say something. Say it. I won't get mad."

"Don't talk to Hayes anymore."

"Why?"

"I don't want you to get hurt anymore," he sadly said. "I mean you were so happy before you met him and when you broke up you lost yourself. I don't want to see you like that. I know I don't say it much but I love you so damn much, Gabby, you're the sister I never had and you take care for all of us ever since before Sway started. But when you take care of us, you forget about yourself and I don't want that."

"We can manage our own lives, Gabriella," Griffin said.

The Sway boys with Tayler lined up against the island. Their faces visible with sadness and a hint of anger.

"I get it that you love us and want to take care of us but we can manage our lives... for a few days... and let you rest. Take a vacation, Gabby," Jaden leaned on the island.

"You never failed to help us in every problem that we have. I mean, you bailed us out of fucking jail and you didn't even judged us after. When we woke up, there's even a breakfast waiting for us," Bryce recalled.

I snickered when I remembered it.

"All we're trying to say is take care of yourself, Gabby," Josh mumbled. "And I'm sorry for picking a fight with your dumb ass ex-boyfriend."

"He was so fucking annoying," Anthony stated. "He was all 'Where's Gabby?' and all shit."

My heart fluttered about what they said. I know I'm the middle of healing but with a family like this, it makes it so easy to move on because you know that there's people who genuinely love you.

"Can you guys give me a hug?" My voice cracked trying not to cry.

They all formed a circled and tackled me into a hug while shouting that they love me. This what you need sometimes, assurance, that when you're in a dark place people are going to be there to help you up.

We all went to our own rooms after drinking coffee. Tayler went home but he promised to take me out tomorrow to make up for the dinner we forgot today. I wasn't feeling sleepy at all so I decided to swim in the hot tub for a while. To relax my senses, I lit my favorite candles and got myself some wine. The view of Hollywood added to my spa as well as the cold LA breeze.

Fans always thought that when you're a public display they're entitled to meddle with your personal lives but they aren't. I kept seeing comments on Hayes' posts about accusations that he cheated, they're not wrong but I don't want them to hate Hayes because of the mistake he did considering that we're the only people involved in that situation... and the three bimbos.

"Your tub got a bit bigger."

I turned around at a shirtless Blake's deep raspy voice. His eyes a bit puffy and his ruffled hair saying that he just woke up.

"Can't sleep?" I asked.

He sat down in front of me. As I tried to cover my breasts 'cause I'm naked.

"Your boobs don't bother me," he said and drank the wine.

"Are you saying that I'm not hot?" I raised a brow.

He grinned. "You are but I can't date you."

"For what reason?"

That's usually the sentence I want to hear but a poke in my heart happened when he said it.

"You're still moving on," he said. "I'll date you when you're healed completely."

"Touchè," I shrugged.

A laugh escaped our mouths when we locked eyes. These eyes, will be the death of me.

"Why can't you sleep?"

"I don't know. I had this dream then I suddenly woke up."

"About what?" I took a sip of wine.

"I'll win a race. That's been my dream since I was a kid. I actually saw you once racing but you were occupied that time so I didn't greet you."

"Really?" I said, trying to remember when. "Was that when you posted a picture with Bryce and Tayler?"

He nodded.

"Yeah," I nodded. "I finally broke up with Hayes that time and I needed to be in that race the next day so..."

"Can I get in the tub with you?" He asked.

I nodded. However, I didn't know he was going to be naked! I mean, I see naked boys all the time because of Sway and a lot of my patients but damn! This guy is fucking loaded.

"Like what you see, baby?" he licked his lips trying to be seductive.

No, not try, because he already is. And I know that I might fall for him but I need to stop myself because I don't need or want a rebound. And I don't want to rush myself to fall in love. I need to explore new things. I need to take those years back to enjoy life without limits.

"Ugh," I fake gagged. "Nice try, Gray, it's not working."

He chuckled and sat beside me looking at the view of LA. I never really thought that I would be settling down here when all my life my plan was to graduate pre-med and take med school in New York.

"Can I ask you something?"

I looked at him.

"Did you really love him?"

I nodded. It may hurt but those three years were one of the best years of my life not going to lie.

"Fuck yeah," I grinned, thinking back to the memories we had. "You don't give people you don't love the power to destroy you."

"So why didn't you break up with him the first time he cheated on you?" he seriously asked, his eyes filled with intensity and curiosity.

"I thought I could change him. At first, I thought I was the problem because I was always busy with school but I came to realize that I wasn't. And fuck him for making me think that I was."

"It was a good thing that you two broke up. He doesn't deserve you. He didn't know what to do with a dope ass woman like you."

"I'm a dope ass woman?" I giggled.

He deeply laughed. The cold wind can't stand his strong gaze making the surroundings hot as hell.

"Yeah," he leaned back. His biceps flexed in a sexy way. "You're a dope ass woman with a dope ass heart, and you shouldn't going to deny your dopeness just because an asshole can't comprehend what he had. Fuck that."

Our laughs erupted in the air at what he said. I never thought he would think maturely like this. I thought he's just like Bryce who's a giant pain in the ass kid. Oh well, don't judge a book by it's fucking cover. Really.

The next morning I woke up a little relaxed than I usually do. I took a quick bath and applied make up to film a video explaining all the drama happening because I feel like I needed to address it to stop all the hate. Boys aren't awake yet so I still have time to shoot before making us breakfast.

We're a family here now and I'm a single mother of eight giant kids.

"Hey guys, it's Gabby, and today I'm doing a sit down video explaining what really went down between Hayes and I because I've been seeing tweets or comments about him that he cheated... but no, he didn't.

Hayes and I have been together for three years. We were happy and in love but sometimes things just doesn't work out.

The last months we had was rough... I was focused on my studies and he is focused on being a successful person like what he always wanted and we just couldn't keep up with pressure of being successful while having a stable relationship...

So, one night, we sat down and talk and we decided to call our relationship off..."

My eyes was watery and my voice is going to crack some time now. It's hard to tell the truth about that night because what I'm saying is the complete opposite of what went down that night. We weren't calm, we were angry. I was angry. I was hurt. But I chose not to say that because our problem only involves us and not the whole internet. I took a deep breath before continuing.

"We, Hayes and I, loved each other... We love each other... We were meant to be together, we just did it wrong. There's always one person who comes in your life and make you feel like you're the entire book but then the next day you'll realize that you're just a chapter of that book...

So, right now, I am a mixture of happy and sad. I'm in the process of moving on, and it's hard. There still some nights where I'm okay and the next minute I'm on my bathroom floor bawling my eyes out thinking 'what did I do wrong?' or there's nights where I just lay in complete darkness, flooded by the thoughts that I didn't think about. And you know what? That's okay.

Moving on doesn't just happen in a snap of a finger, it's also not an overnight thing, it's a long journey. A process. It takes time to heal. It takes so many steps to completely move on. So, I'm gonna need your complete patience to wait for me to heal completely, I'm still going to post on Wednesdays, Fridays, and Saturdays but I'm going to lay off social media for a while until I feel like being on it.

And, lastly, I want you to please... please... stop hating on Hayes, he didn't do anything wrong, we both had our shortcomings and I forgave him already for hurting me and you guys should too. Hayes is a huge part of my life. And yes, I'm going to miss him, how we used to be. But life's too short to dwell on what happened. Each minute I have in this life is a chance to be happy.

I know that you love me so much and I do too, but this situation is just between us I don't want you guys to be involved in this because we're 'social media personality' or you saw our problems on TikTokRoom.

This is a serious matter and this goes to all celebrity couples who I see tweeting or posting stuff on the internet about their own issue, stop it, just stop it. If you have a problem, you better talk about it personally and privately. There's already so much hate in the world and as influencers it's your responsibility to stop it. Just stop the hate already, it's not healthy especially if you have an unstable mental health.

So, I think that is all I have to say. I'm finally back on YouTube, there's already vlogs that I did in the past that is being edited and some are ready to be uploaded, I still don't know if I can upload recent vlogs but I'll try to when I'm feeling better.

Thank you all so much for watching and listening. Always remember to be a better person than you were yesterday and whatever you're feeling right now is okay and in time, it's gonna be okay.

Bye, guys!"

>Part 3<

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Life With U {Blake Gray AU}

A/N: Hey! It's me again. I have a lot of backlogs of ideas that I need to write but I saw these drafts I made when I was obsessed with the sway boys particularly Blake Gray so sharing it with you and I hope you like it! Summary: Gabriella tackles life, heartbreak, friendship, being a social media influencer, and falling for that hunk named, Blake Gray.

There's always a boundary about life and internet. Some don't share their life and some do, just like me. I never even imagined it would bloom into a whopping 80M followers. I mean it just started from a single rant about my high school life transitioned to beauty, dance, and music videos. Still grateful tho.

I rolled my eyes at this 4th take of TikTok video. This is the last chance, if this won't work out, I'm done.

"Gab!" Avery, my bestfriend called from downstairs.

"Yeah?" I yelled.

"Imma head out to Taco Bell. Do you want something?"

"No," I answered. "I'm okay. Take care!"

"Okay, Gabriella, this is the last take. If you can't do it perfectly, you're done," I warned myself.

My hands went flying as I screamed when I perfected the dance. I immediately uploaded it then laid on my bed to take a nap. I have this long test tomorrow and I haven't studied anything.

"Gabriella?" Avery's voice getting louder and louder with the knocks on the door. I immediately opened the door. "Let's go skating."

My eyes opened wide. "Excuse me?" I scoffed. "It's 2 in the afternoon."

"Yeah? And?"

I mocked her. "It's blazing hot."

"Don't be a pussy," she dragged me outside, shoved me my board, then we headed out.

I didn't really had a choice because she's my bestfriend and I love her too much to say no. We are skating downtown to get some sun because we don't really get some Vitamin C.

"That's the sway boys," Avery pointed at Kyo's and his friends' making TikToks outside. "We should say 'hi'," she said, I just nodded.

"Hey, Gab!" Kio shouted. We went near them and hugged each other. "How you've been?"

"I'm good," I said and I hugged all of them except for 2 guys.

One brown-eyed tanned one and white blue-eyed one.

"Oh, by the way, this is Noah and this is Blake," Bryce introduced us. New members, I guess I never attend the meetings they asked us to I just ask Griffin to take some notes. I think I saw them here everyday filming TikToks with the boys. I'm not really here much than I'm supposed to because I'm finishing college.

"Gabby," I shook their hands.

We all went inside to hang out because it was blazing hot. Q's doing a live with Anthony that's why Bryce and Griff are so fucking rowdy. Messing up his live in every way they know. I was in the kitchen hanging out with Kio, Josh, Jaden, and the 2 newbies. Kio's cooking pasta with me and the boys are just talking about casual things.

"How is that different?" Blake laughed. They're probably talking about Noah's hairstyle that he said is 'different'.

I really can't believe that these 2 are just 19 years old. Boys at my school, when they were their age, didn't looked like this. Life is really unfair.

The pasta's done and I served them their plating's which they all said 'Thank you' with their mocked kisses.

"Good?" I laughed when I saw Jaden's face full of pasta sauce from slurping. I handed him a tissue. "Careful, babe, you're not in a competition."

"This shit is so fucking good!" Josh slurped more pasta.

Blake and I locked eyes and we both shook our heads. Damn, those blue eyes. It's very pulling.

"What's that?" Bryce shouted from the hall. He went inside the kitchen with them, still on live. "Here we have, Gabriella, cooking pasta for us because she loves so that much."

I just rolled my eyes and waved at the camera. "Do you guys want some?"

They sat down as I served them more pasta. Griffin does this thing where he pretends he's in a mukbang but this time he did it on a live.

"Today," he cleared his throat. "We are going to eat Gabby's ~special~ pasta."

"Very special," Bryce added.

"So special," Q said. "She only does this for us."

"We're that special to her," Anthony added. "Right, Gab?"

I flipped them off and laughed. My phone rang and it was Tayler calling.

"Hey," I answered. We were supposed to go out and eat but I lost track of time.

"Hype boys are hanging out here. We could just cancel the reservation and hang here."

"Okay," I nodded. "That sounds good. You guys complete there?"

"Yeah," he said. "Well, he's here. Is that okay? We can just hang out in my room."

I shrugged. "No, it's okay. We broke up months ago, I'm okay already."

"Lies."

We both laugh.

"I hate you."

"I love you too, sweetheart. I'll see you here."

I bid goodbye and hung up the phone. I scratched my nose and head back to the kitchen. Q's finished with his live that's why they're just hanging out. Drinking beer and eating pasta.

"I'm gonna go to Hype's. Do you guys want to come?" I asked them.

People think that there's beef between the two houses but there really isn't. We're all good friends and some fans really need to calm down on making false teas.

"Hayes' there, right?" Q asked.

I nodded and scratched my nose once again. It's itching like fuck.

"Is that okay for you?" Kio asked.

Out of them, he's the most protective when it comes to Hayes.

"Yeah," I answered. "I'm going there for Tayler not for him."

"You'd better be," Griffin said. He hates Hayes the most.

"Why'd you guys break up, tho?" Noah suddenly asked. "You two dated for what? Two? Three years?"

"Yeah, three," I said. "He cheated. So we broke up."

"Oh," his face suddenly went aloof. "I'm sorry, I didn't know."

"It's okay, babe, you didn't know anything," I smiled at him.

There were articles surfacing on why we broke up but I didn't give a full answer. It just wasn't right to bring our problems to the public because they're not involved on the breakup.

"You guys coming?" I asked them. They all nodded and get their selves ready while I clean the kitchen.

Avery went home because she said she isn't feeling the Hype. Noah went outside to answer a call. Blake and I cleaned the kitchen while waiting for them.

"You want to do a TikTok after this?" I asked him as he's wiping the island.

He just nodded and smiled. He became timid when it's just the two of us so I thought of the perfect TikTok video to break the ice. I'll probably do the same to Noah.

"What do you want to do?" He asked, while scrolling through his phone.

"Do you wanna do 24 Man?" I suggested.

He nodded. We "practiced" but I made him sat down to "add" some steps.

"What is this?" He laughed, confusedly. I placed his phone to the bar window to start the video.

"Just trust me, Blake-y boo," I laughed.

"Is that my nickname?" He asked. He probably knows what I call the other boys.

I winked and started the timer. Although his phone's useless because I'm going to use my phone.

"Wait here," I said and left to start the music. I'm already laughing my ass off so I don't how I'm going to pull this off.

I slowly made my way towards him, who's busy dancing the steps.

"Jackrabbit when he put the dick in it

How you nut and you barely put the tip in it?

Sixty seconds, got him gone, that's a quick minute

He ain't never felt some pussy with some grip in it

Hair done, nails done like a bad bitch"

We laughed our asses off and kissed him on the cheek after filming it.

"That's one fucking good TikTok," I laughed. "I think that broke the ice, right?"

"That sure broke the ice."

I did that to all of them to ease into it but it didn't change much because we were hanging out already ever since before Sway happened.

We waited for Noah to finish to do an actual TikTok where you're dancing. We did 24 Man, Rags2Riches, and Wet.

Griffin drove my car to the Hype House because I was too lazy to drive. I'm with Bryce, Blake, and Josh. The others are on the other car, obviously.

"I don't have a good feeling about this," Bryce said.

"What do you mean?" I asked, replying to some comments on my latest video on TikTok.

"I feel like he's going to talk to you and beg you to come back together again..."

"Yeah, yeah," Griff nodded. "What if you just hang out with Tyler in his room?"

"And we keep Hayes off of your sight. I know how douche-y he gets when he sees us hanging with you," Josh said.

"Fucking pussy," Bryce joked and they all laughed.

"You don't have to hate him," I rolled my eyes at them. "He made a mistake and owned up to it. We both moved on and you guys should do too."

"He made that mistake three times, Gab," Griff reminded.

Yeah, thanks for the reminder.

"Wait, is that his anniversary gift to you?" Bryce laughed. I just flipped my finger. Such a dickhead.

Some Hype boys are outside when we got there taking some pictures with fans. We got outside and did the same thing before greeting them.

"Are you here for Hayes or Tayler?" a fan asked which made Bryce and Griffin laugh.

"I'm here for Hype, no specific person," I lied because if I said I'm here for either of them some drama is going to happen and I hate that.

"She came here for me guys, #Gabony is fucking real," Tony hugged me from the back and kissed me on the cheek.

This boy really love the drama. "I hate you so much," I laughed and hugged him back.

"You sure do, babe," he chuckled.

Tayler met me at the gate and gave me a hug which made the fans scream.

"Please date already!"

"Tomorrow, we're busy today!" I joked and we both laughed.

"Sure, you hate drama," he rolled his eyes. "We should probably just hang out in my room because Hayes is drunk and I don't want anything bad to happen to you."

I nodded, he's right. Hayes' is uncontrollable when he's drunk.

"That's the best thing you ever said since you were born, man," Bryce shook his hands.

The boys did too. Tyler knows Noah and Blake already and it makes me so left out because I was out for a month due to exams. I'm on my last year before graduating college and after that, take the board exams and we'll see if I have the strength to go to med school.

I greeted the Hype members first before going to Tyler's room. I laid down his bed and he opened the Netflix so we can watch that crime documentary series I've been pleading him to watch with me.

"We should do TikTok after this," he suggested in the middle of the series.

I nodded because I was so focused on the series. This is the only time I can catch up of the long list of series that I have to watch because he's the only friend who's more patient to watch it with me and wake me up whenever I start to doze off.

"Hey, what's up, man?" He talked to someone on the phone.

I washed my hands and got outside the bathroom. "Who's that?"

"Hey, who's that?" The guy on the phone asked. He turned the phone to me and it was Jason, "Gabriella Bree! What's up, baby?"

"Hey," I laughed and sat beside Tayler. "I'm good. How 'bout you, man?"

"All good. All good," he replied. "Say 'Hi' to the fans tho," he said.

My eyebrow arched as I look confusedly at Tayler. I shook my head in confusion when he and Jason laughed so hard.

"It's FaceTime, right?" I asked him to which he just laughed louder in response.

"You're on Instagram live, Gabby," he said, chuckling.

I gasped in shock. How come that's Instagram live?! I didn't know the new update consisted of that. I am so behind the time now, I feel so fucking old. He scooted over to let me watch in peace while he talks to Jason.

"Are you guys now dating?" Tayler read a comment. He turned to me to let me answer the question.

"Yes, we are. I just asked him to be my boyfriend finally after seven fucking years!" I screamed, raised my hands in Hoo-ray, and chuckled.

"That's the answer guys, the moment of truth. Yes, we're fucking dating."

He ended the live shortly after that. It's these times where I don't care about the drama, I just let people assume what they want because at the end of the day, the people involved in it are the ones who knows the truth. And not the goddamn internet.

>Part 2<

#blake gray #blake gray x reader #noah beck #bryce hall #hype house #swayboys #blake gray au #au fanfiction #fanfiction #blake gray imagines #sway boys imagine #sway boys au #sway boys fanfic

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series summary: having lost your husband, sister, and best friend all to the same extramarital affair, you ran away to a secluded villa in the Hungarian countryside to write and get a little time away from the life you’d left behind. you were only looking for peace and perhaps some inspiration for your novel, but instead you found an unlikely connection with the immigrant repairman– even though the two of you don’t speak the same language.

total word count: 31k

series warnings: smut, some angst (but lots and lots of fluff as well), discussions of infidelity/divorce, brief violence, more than anything just prepare for wholesomeness

a/n: this series was always pretty niche but you loyal readers mean everything to me! thanks for sticking with me and I hope to see you around on my future works

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Nursing Plants and Feelings - 1.6k

Meeting Spencer in an arguably unconventional way at a plant nursery leaves a blossoming whirl of feelings in your chest.

mentions nausea/throat and mouth irritation || Spencer x Fem!Reader

Oneshots/Imagines:

organized based on category and ordered from most recent to least recent, top to bottom, in each one :)

fluff

The Picked Lock of Your Heart - 3.2k

Breaking and entering was something Spencer never imagined he’d be caught for, what would he have to do to evade being arrested by the police and would his chances with you cease to exist?

language, case violence, breaking and entering || Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Paper Wishes - 3.3k

After months of pining for you from afar, Spencer decides that it was about time for a grand gesture to win over your heart.

language, case violence (deaths of victims mentioned), paper cuts, fire || Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

(Bull) Riding into the Sunset - 3.9k

Spencer’s loved you since the moment he met you, always wondering what he had to do to get your attention. What he didn’t know was that he’s always had it all along.

language, kissing, alcohol consumption, mention of bloody nose and bruised eye || Spencer Reid x BAU!Fem!Reader

Nth Time's the Charm - 3.7k

The feelings between you and Spencer were mutual, but when would he finally confess just how much he loved you? What would it take for him to finally spill?

language, kissing, not proofread || Spencer Reid x BAU!Fem!Reader

Love Caught Frame by Frame - 3.6k

Lonely and jealous at his best friend’s wedding, Spencer heads off to the photo booth to drown his sorrows. What he didn’t expect to find was the one thing he wanted… or rather, person.

language, alcohol consumption, mentions of bombs, kissing || Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Courageous Mistakes - 4.7k

Spencer has always wondered what the difference was between courage and cowardice, the answer was made clear after a treacherous mistake he made after meeting you.

language, mentions of maeve (implications of her death), alcohol consumption, not proofread || Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Love in More Ways than One - 4.9k

Spencer’s never shied away from using ‘i love you’ and neither have you. It’s been the only tried and true way you could ever express your feelings for him, little does he know that you loved him in more ways than one.

language || Spencer Reid x BAU!Fem!Reader

Good Luck Charm - 3.6k

Spencer’s always been a superstitious man, so when the opportunity arises for him to use it to advantage— he wastes no time.

language || Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

A Gamble of Feelings - 6.3k

A tipsy night playing poker leads to an unexpected revealing of well-kept secrets.

language, sexual innuendos, alcohol, gambling/poker, food || Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Fate Led Me To You (Time and Time Again) - 3.4k

The music from above him flooded his ears, prompting him to walk up to that apartment right above him. In his attempt at some kind of confrontation, he meets the one person he’s been infatuated with since they first moved in… you.

language, sexual innuendos || Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Ignited - 5.8k

An unconventional meeting leads to an unconventional start to your friendship, Spencer’s sneaky ways leading to kisses on his couch.

Language, lusty writing/language, sexual innuendos, mentions of food || BAU!Fem!Reader

Ferris Wheel Love - 4.2k

Spencer’s first date with you at the county fair leads to something unexpected happening when you reach the top of the ferris wheel… something you didn’t think Spencer had the gall to engage in.

Language, lusty writing/language, sexual innuendos, sorta fade to black scene, mentions of sex and porn (not explicit in any way) || Spencer x Fem!Reader

Sleep Buddies - 3k

You and Spencer both have trouble sleeping so a simple agreement between the both of you leads to a steamy confession.

Language, lusty writing/language, sexual innuendos || Spencer x Fem!Reader

Missing Your Kisses - 3.7k

A simple kiss on the lips leaves both you and Spencer wanting more… so much more.

Language, lusty writing/language || Spencer x Fem!Reader

On The Mend - 5.6k

Spencer’s fallen for you in possibly one of the worst cases he’s ever had to work, threatened by tiny little spores that ran through the air while his heart ran rampant for you. My interpretation of Amplification (4x24).

Language, mentions of spencer’s prior drug abuse and Tobias Hankel, mentions of death by anthrax || Spencer x Fem!Reader

Knit Together - 2.7k

You find out the origins of Spencer’s obsession with knit cardigans and sweaters— taking it upon yourself to surprise Spencer with a little creation of your own.

language, sexual innuendos, mentions of sex, pregnancy, sorta proofread || Spencer x Fem!reader

Cursed - 3.4k

Spencer gets up and leaves after the going gets hard, but you had no idea what you had done wrong or what sent him running.

language, sexual innuendos, mentions of sex, kinda not proofread but skimmed || Spencer x Fem!reader

Working For You - 4.4k

What if Spencer’s physical fitness exam wasn’t waived?

language, sexual innuendos, not proofread but skimmed || Spencer x Fem!reader

Blind Without You - 4.9k

Spencer loses his glasses at the worst time, only supporting the theory of his incapability of finding love. A week of dancing around each other leads to a team intervention which results in a confession.

language, sexual innuendos, mentions of guns and blood, not proofread || Spencer x BAU!Fem!reader

God's Plan - 3.9k

Spencer and Reader are placed in an undercover case gone awry which forces the both of them to admit their feelings for the other after their near-death experiences. My take on Minimal Loss, 4x3, with reader replacing Emily.

language, sexual innuendos, mentions of guns and fire, sorta skimmed over it but not fully proofread (I’m trying, I swear) || Spencer x BAU!Fem!reader

Ulterior Motives - 2.6k

Spencer was always flirty with you, since the moment you met. When he invited you over to his apartment you assumed that you’d be partaking in something much more than eating dinner, but you were surprised when the night took a turn in the other direction.

language, sexual innuendos and lots of them, mentions of sex, not proofread || Spencer x Fem!reader

Infestation - 2.8k

Spencer loved teasing you at work so you decided to give him a taste of his own medicine— which may or may not have exposed your secret relationship with him to the team.

language, sexual innuendos and lots of them, mentions of sex, not proofread || Spencer x BAU Fem!reader

My Girl - 2.8k

Spencer cannot stop himself from buying things for you which has led to some… unpleasant feelings to arise inside of you.

language, sexual innuendos and lots of them, mentions of sex and orgasm (like twice or three times or something) || Spencer x Fem!reader

Suspenders, Ties, Cuffs - 3.4k

Your love for Spencer seemed to be unrequited until a strange turn of events led to you in the arms of the man you cared for.

language, sexual innuendos and lots of them, mentions of alcohol, douchey guy, not proofread || Spencer x Fem!reader

Give Up - 4k

Spencer’s been leaving bed abruptly since the start of your pregnancy, what was more interesting than staying home with you and your daughter?

language, sexual innuendos and lots of them , insecurity, not proofread || Spencer x pregnant!reader

Magic is a Boy's Club - 6.4k

Spencer was never truly satisfied with the life he lived no matter how many accomplishments he achieved. He figured it was time to dive deep into his past and chase after someone his mind had always wandered back to… you. (My interpretation of the continuation of “52 Pickup”, 4x9, with reader as Austin the bartender)

language, sexual innuendos, not proofread || Spencer x Fem!reader

Love Germs - 2.7k

Spencer’s never been sick, not once in his whole life. So when he’s mysteriously come down with the common cold, you have to help him come to terms with the fact that things have changed.

language, sexual innuendos, domestic fluff, mention of blood/guns/knife, not proofread || Post Prison!Reid x Fem!reader

Temptation - 3.9k

Spencer’s left discouraged after Penelope found out that you are now taken, but after the unfolding of the events at the team outing— he’s left a little more hopeful than before.

language, sexual innuendos, stupid ppl in love || Spencer x BAU!Fem!reader

Me and You - 3k

Spencer’s late… and he’s never late. Penelope tracks him to an empty parking lot where he’s been for the last three hours. What has he been doing alone in a parking lot when he could have been home with you?

Language, sexual innuendos, allusions to death of a major character, speculation of infidelity, mention of a gun || Spencer x fem!reader

Officially a You Guy...Almost - 1.9k

Spencer’s not supposed to see you, and in his right mind— he’d abide by all the superstitions that came around with your upcoming wedding day— but the was much too drunk to care.

Language, sexual allusions, boobs, alcohol || Spencer x fem!reader

Puppy Love - 5.3k

You’ve known him for years, since you were 6 years old. You’re reunited with him after years apart, but what happens when Dr. Spencer Reid doesn’t remember you?

Language, sexual allusions || Post Prison!Spencer x Fem!reader

Very Own Tooth Fairy - 1.8k

The loss of her first tooth leaves Spencer’s daughter in a state of despair.

Language, mentions of blood || Spencer and Daughter, Dad!Spencer x Mom!Fem!reader

Spineless - 4.6k

Spencer’s had a crush on you for ages, but what will he do when you start to spend more and more time with his unit chief?

Language, sexual allusions, insecurity || Spencer x Fem!reader

Pinecone Family - 3k

Spencer’s always loved his job, but how much does he love it when it gets in the way of him and his family?

Language, not proofread?, idk if there are anymore but lmk if there are || Dad!Spencer x Mom!reader

Tutor Me - 7.9k

You approached Spencer in need of his intellectual assistance after struggling with your philosophy class as he’s just about to receive his 6th degree. What happens when he realizes you’re much more able than you let on?

Language, Spencer’s troubling past, insecurities || Spencer x fem!reader

All Mine, All Yours - 2.9k

Spencer’s temper rises as you receive unwanted attention.

Language, barely any but typical case violence (sorta), Not proofread || Spencer x BAU!Fem!Reader

Fawn Over Me - 4.3k

You’re fresh meat at the BAU, having just joined a few months prior. You were excited to start working at the most prestigious unit at Quantico, however, you never expected to be so distracted by your infatuation with the infamous, Dr. Spencer Reid.

Language, Mentions of BDSM, Allusions to sexual activities, Age Gap || Spencer x BAU!Fem!Reader

Antidote - 1.2k

Mood swings and outbursts are constant during your pregnancy, so Spencer finds a way to cheer you up!

Language, Allusions to s3x, pregnancy || Bi!Spencer x Pregnant!Reader

Future in the Photos - 1.9k

After packing for Spencer’s surprise trip, Reader accidentally discovers something she shouldn’t have.

Language || Spencer x Fem!reader

Ass Guy, Boob Guy, You Guy - 1.9k

Spencer and the rest of the BAU men, minus hotch, spend the night in a very interesting place. Spencer, drunk out of his mind, made his way home to you feeling as clingy as ever.

Language || Spencer x Fem!reader

I'm Goin' Your Way - 2.7k

Based on the episode Reflection of Desire (6x8) and the iconic line— “IQ of 187 slashed to 60”. This oneshot basically extends the episode and continues on from the interaction.

Language, allusions to sex || Spencer x Fem!reader

Sexy, Fun, and Relaxing - 1k

After a long case, all Spencer wants to do is enjoy your company. As he walked into your shared apartment, he’s greeted with a romantic dinner and a sexy, sleeping you.

Language, allusions to s3x || Spencer x Fem!reader

Secret Life, Secret Wife - 3.1k

Throughout his years at the BAU, the team starts to notice Spencer’s unusual behavior. It’s almost as if he’s hiding something… or someone.

mild language, allusions to s3x || Spencer x Fem!reader

Hopelessly Devoted - 1.1k

Spencer and Reader get distracted while trying to bake a cake for Rossi’s dinner party.

mild language, allusions to s3x || Spencer x GN!Reader

Here We Go Again - 3.3k

Spencer and the team vacation to the Greek island of Skopelos where the iconic movie of Mamma Mia! was filmed. Spencer tried to hide his feelings of loneliness from everyone and takes refuge in Emily’s understanding of his situation. After reuniting with someone from his past who he regrets leaving, Spencer is filled with hope for a future with love and happiness.

mild language, allusions to s3x || Spencer x Fem!reader

smut (18+)

Lit By Love - 6.1k

You come over to Spencer’s apartment hoping to help him during a storm and power outage. Your attempt to help him through his fear of the dark developed into something more than you had planned, leading to an unrevealed confession.

language, SMUT (MINORS DNI, 18+), oral (male and female receiving), fingering, face fucking, unprotected penetration, slight overstimulation, use of pet names (darling/good girl), slight hair pulling, sorta dom!spencer and sorta sub!reader, not proofread (lmk if i missed anything lmao)

For No Good Reason - 5.5k

A little jealousy never hurt anyone, especially not you.

language, alcohol consumption, fingering, use of pet name (sweetheart, good girl, sweet girl), unprotected penetration, oral sex (female receiving), slight hair pulling, sorta dom!spencer and sorta sub!reader || Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

All You Need - 7.5k

You’ve been hiding your feelings from him, pushing him away and shutting him out ever since you found out about your odds of having a baby. There had to be some way he could let himself in, some way for the both of you to come to terms with what’s become.

language, injection of fertility drug via needle (implied proper disposal), fertility problems, very very brief mentions of Diana’s schizophrenia and William’s disappearance, SMUT (MINORS DNI 18+), fingering, slight overstimulation, unprotected penetrative sex || Spencer Reid x BAU!Fem!Reader

Incentive - 1.5k

Practice wasn’t working, so how could you get Spencer to pass his gun qualifications?

language, mention of guns, exhibitionism (kinda), sub spencer, blow job, minors DNI (18+) || Spencer x Fem!reader

hurt/comfort

Teenage Dreams - 4.9k

You were the right person, but he loved you at the wrong time. Before he let you go, he left a door open for the both of you to reopen what you had with each other, a chance to rekindle your love. The question is whether either of you would take it.

language, sexual innuendos/kisses, mentions of maeve, implication of spencer’s trauma || Post Prison!Reid x Fem!Reader

They've Seen It All - 3.5k

Self-loathing had been an obstacle for Spencer in the many years that he had worked at the BAU, his signature converse seeing him through it all. Reader helps bring back his sense of self-worth, reminding him of the shiny boy he used to be by surprising him with a new pair… or several.

Language, sexual allusions, anxiety, typical case violence, insecurities, self-hatred || Spencer x fem!reader

Just as Scared as You - 8.7k

Continuation of 3x15 In Heat. Where does mutual pining and self-sabotage get you with an infatuated Dr. Reid?

Language, allusion to sex, very cliché, insecurities, past trauma with douchy ex-bfs, not proofread cuz I'm hella lazy || Spencer x fem!reader

Safe with You - 2.6k

Spencer comes home from a hard case and you’re left to pick up the pieces.

Typical case violence, mentions of schizophrenia, mentions of Spencer’s addiction and Dilaudid, blood, allusion to Spencer’s time in prison, not proofread || Post Prison!Reid x Fem!Reader

Until We Turn To Dust - 2.2k

After finding out why you had been avoiding him for three weeks, Spencer reassures you that he’ll always be there with you… for you.

Pregnancy, abortion, age gap (12 years) || Spencer x BAU!Fem!Reader

Rainy Days with You - 2.2k

Months of flirting and teasing led you to pulling out all the stops, including walking into the bullpen soaking wet and, later, wearing Spencer’s stolen cardigan.

Language || Spencer x BAU!Fem!Reader

Maybe it was Meant to Be - 1.8k

A growing distance separates reader and Spencer, pushing both of them towards the edge— leaving Spencer regretful of his actions that may have contributed to the end of their relationship. Almost 6 years later, Spencer discovers he left something with reader and one short conversation shared between the two fosters hope for a future together.

Angst, hurt/comfort, hopeful ending? || Spencer x Fem!reader

angst

Never Forget - 2k

Instead of JJ confessing, Spencer confesses his love for her while you listen in.

Language, no happy ending || Spencer x fem!reader

Letting Go - 3.1k

Spencer’s conflicting feelings for you and another is not something new. Will he let you go for her?

Language, infidelity, not proofread || Spencer x fem!reader

Playing with a Ghost - 4.9k

You spent years in pain believing that Spencer was not your one only to be proven wrong when it was too late. (soulmate au)

Language, not full-on smut in the beginning but a flashback?, typical case violence, guns, death, death of a major character, no happy ending || Spencer x Fem!reader

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