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passivenovember · 3 years

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@coffeeandchemicals (aka the sweetest angel bb) asked: For the drabbles, 55 or 60 or 72 with harringrove! Please and thank you!! 💙

55. “Our first date is a picnic. On a beach..under the stars? Have you swallowed a romance novel? Do I need to call a doctor?

Paper Angels.

The things is. Steve’s always had a sixth sense when it comes to falling in love. Can smell that shit from a mile away, the reeking infatuation that turns his already liquified brain into something like sludge. Mashed potatoes with too much milk, or something.

And it used to be that Robin would point it out in that usual way of hers, before Steve became a pro at monitoring his own downfall. Pick your tongue up off the floor, dingus.

And it used to be that Steve would take it like. A basketball to the back of the head, the realization that he was bleeding out in an open field for fucking whoever. Nancy Wheeler or Mark Lewinski or Brittani Clark. Robin could always sense it when Steve’s feelings started leaking out of his ears, but.

Billy Hargrove was something else entirely.

Neither of them saw it coming. The pushes and snarky comments that morphed into butterflies and concealed smiles under the light of the full moon, it was like.

Crossing a deserted road only to be fuckin’. T-boned by a cyclist who doesn’t have their lights on, or something.

One day they were enemies. Avoiding each other like the plague--Billy actually gagged when Steve passed by him at parties. Called him Steve “Sloppy Seconds” Harrington, and. Yeah. The feeling was fuckin’ mutual, alright?

Because Hargrove always wore too much cologne and Steve had the sneaking suspicion, after that night at the Byers’ when contact sports took on a whole new meaning with the sound of ceramic against his skull, that Billy perfumed his dick.

Sometimes guys did that, he’d heard. And if Steve had to bet, like, cold hard cash on it, Billy Hargrove was definitely one of those guys. And not that Steve really. Thought about it much or anything but kissing Billy was probably like licking the inside of an ash tray.

Just the thought of made him gag.

So, yeah. The feeling was mutual. The queasiness in Steve’s tummy was, like, disgust or something. Every time he saw that curly top above a sea of drunk high schoolers, he would start sweating a shit.

Bullets. Like he was going to face the electric chair, and. Steve had never thought for even a second that that feeling was mutual.

That Billy would be anxious to see him. Would escape the moment he heard Steve rounding the corner into whatever lame party was on the ducat this week, so. When they eventually became friends. Best Friends, close as a couple of girls, it felt like Steve had solved the most difficult puzzle in the universe.

They were shitfaced. Drunk enough to forget ceramic plates and nervous feelings, and Billy had tried to high-five him. Steve, on his way out for a smoke. Passed by with a little, well if it isn’t the leftover turkey, and. It would’ve been cool, but. They missed.

By a lot. Two guys who never sat on the bench during a game, they. Fuckin’ couldn’t land a high five from less than a foot away and that was it. Billy’s walls crumbled around them like so much graham cracker dust, and.

His eyes were pretty. Had they always been that pretty? Steve couldn’t remember but then Billy was leaning in, cheeks pink from laughter and whispering, You ain’t half bad, Harrington, into the shell of Steve’s ear.

Like it was a secret only the two of them could remedy, and. Billy pulled away. Winked, waggled his stupid, ridiculous tongue, and. When he passed by he smelled like summer rain. Black pepper and grapefruit.

Steve closed his eyes and felt the love leaking from his ears.

Shit.

After that it was like surviving a forest fire. Billy would show up at Steve’s just before midnight with a six pack of Budweiser and a half smoked joint. On bad day’s he acted like coming to Steve’s house was a chore, like. Steve was holding him at gunpoint, preaching about commitments like Steve had even asked for his company in the first place, and.

On those nights it almost wasn’t worth it. The feeling of being close to Billy, it was. Hard to talk to him.

And it wasn’t like falling slowly. Through syrup or stacks of blankets, like his usual style, it was like.

Getting in the car and driving way, into the night, with no map and no funds and no clue of what the end would look like. Steve fell hard and fast and slammed into the ground until he was one with the molten earth, on the good nights, too. When Billy grinned and cracked jokes and fuckin’. Winked.

So. The good outweighed the bad. For months, for millennia, it seemed. Until Steve couldn’t remember a time when midnight didn’t signal the arrival of love. And he would take it, anything, everything, for just a peak at the person he knew was hidden under all that hairspray and chiseled skin, so.

When Billy showed up one night with his car packed full of shit, Steve grabbed his coat without a word.

What are you doin’, Harrington.

I’m coming with you.

No you aren’t, that’s not. Look. I just came to say goodbye, so.

Not that easy to get rid of.

Billy tried to fight him, tried to. Hold him off, or something. Like any force in the fucking universe would be strong enough to keep them apart.

Steve made a face.

And Billy knew what that face meant so he cleaned out the passenger side of the Camaro. Stupid shit like lamps and folded quilts, shuffling it all to the back seat where there was clearly enough space.

It was almost like. He had known what Steve would do.

It was like he’d been preparing to say no, baby. I don’t have enough room, see? I’m saddled with more than I can take already, and I just--

Almost like he was hoping Steve would insist, anyway, and.

“Go pack a bag, pretty boy.”

Steve would follow him anywhere.

Billy came alive in California. The bad nights stopped existing out in the open air, they hid instead. Under the blanket of nightfall, under the sling of Steve’s arm. They paid extra for a two bedroom apartment on the beach, because.

I’m not expecting you to. Sleep in my bed, Steve.

Right. They were still pretending.

The second bedroom sat collecting dust. Steve emptied his trash bag of essentials into the dresser in Billy’s room, because. The love was constantly ruining his shirts, these days.

Steve bled blue and gold. Blatantly. Because he never felt it before, this. Feeling. Like the sand is being washed from his skin. Like he’s curling up in bed after a long day of hard work.

Billy makes him feel that way, so.

Steve can’t hide it. And he doesn’t try to. Not when they watch cartoons together on the couch, not when Billy sucks a hole into his neck under their blanket in their bed and asks, we goin’ steady? Like it’s even a fucking question, or something, but.

Steve realizes they went backwards. Won the game before actually learning the rules.

Do you wanna go on a date with me? He asks one morning. It’s raining, so Billy isn’t surfing and Steve isn’t sketching out on the porch, and.

It seems as good a time as any.

Billy has milk running down his chin when he looks up, eyes so blue and wide like he never expected it to fucking happen. Isn’t this a date?

What?

Right now, Billy says through a mouthful of Lucky Charms. We’re eating. Alone. Making eyes at each other over our meal--

Steve snorts. This isn’t a date.

And Billy’s face, fucking. Falls. He rinses his plate in the sink and kinda, doesn’t turn back around. Steve doesn’t know how he fucked it up already.

Bills?

What’s a date look like then? And that. Makes Steve laugh.

You’ve been on, like. So many dates, baby.

Not with you. Billy says flatly. When he turns around again his cheeks are pink. Not from laughter, but. From something else. I never went on any dates with you, so. How would I identify one in a crowd.

And Steve knows. Instantly, knows he’s not going to get out of this one.

Perfect first date shit, alright, I can. I can do that. He leans back in the hideous avocado green chair Billy picked out and. Sucks on his bottom lip. We have the day free. Because, um. It’s the off season. Right after labor day and, uh. The shop’s getting ready to shift into winter.

Billy grins. So in your perfect scenario we’re broke?

Listen, asshole wouldja just--

Alright, baby. Billy sits in the chair across from him and looks, fucking. So pretty in Avocado Green. I’m listening.

So Steve tells him. Their perfect date begins and ends with ease, it’s as simple as breathing. The way it’s always been for them. Natural. Steve packs a basket with a goddamn. Charcuterie board and like, fresh fruit and shit. The sun sets and Steve gets down on one knee and--

Our first date is a picnic. On a beach..under the stars? Billy doesn’t look even a little bit like laughing, not. Not when his nose goes all bunchy. Have you swallowed a romance novel? Do I need to call a doctor?

Steve isn’t really in the mood for jokes.

He covers his face with his hands, because. They went backwards. Never even put labels on it, or second guessed anything because Steve won the lottery. That night when the high fives went up in smoke, he.

Got everything he ever wanted.

Billy tugs at his wrists. Yanks and soothes and rearranges Steve’s skin until they’re chest to chest against avocado green. His eyes are teary. Fuck.

I didn’t mean to make you cry, baby. Steve says. ‘S a bad idea anyhow, too much pressure. You mean a lot and I fuckin’. Made you cry. Tears were never a part of the deal.

Billy lets Steve wipe his cheeks and then he’s smiling.

Not grinning or smirking or teasing, but. Happy. We could make this a date.

Steve shrugs. Yeah, I guess we could.

Pack some sandwiches, sit on the patio. Billy winks. Just like all those nights when neither boy could give their emotions a name. Take away some of the pressure.

I kinda dig the pressure, though.

Were you really gonna get down on one knee? Billy whispers. At the end of our first date? You know the statistics on divorce are--

Against his will, Steve’s chucking.

And on the first date? Billy tuts, cheeks pink again. You know I don’t put out for any ol’ pair of brown eyes, Harrington. I wait until at least the fourth date.

It’s been five years.

So marry me. Billy says. On Tuesday or something, we can. Go to the beach or whatever. Elope.

And.

Just like that night. With the Camaro stuffed to the brim, and Billy gripping his fingers like a lifeline in a storm, Steve has no choice. He never did, because. Yeah.

He kisses Billy, each cheek, both eyelids, before carrying him to their bedroom and wonders. If they’ll ever start at the beginning.

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kimnjss · 5 years

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[ quickie— ]

NAMJOON

he would be running late for his meeting with the managers. the two of you had spend the night watching movies.

he ended up falling asleep on the couch, wanting to finish the last half hour when you decided to go to bed.

you were in the shower, practicing self care. your hair wrapped up in a hair mask underneath a shower cap.

a avocado face mask covering your skin.

the should of the shower door swinging open would pull you out of your concentration.

“joon! i’m kinda in here.” he’d just barely nod at your words, getting in behind you.

“i’m late.” he’d grumble sleepily.

“let me just wash my face and i’ll move.” he’d nod his head with a yawn, stepping closer to wrap his arms around your waist.

“you smell so nice.” his head would nuzzle against your neck. you’d smile back at him. “it’s that body scrub you got me.”

his hand would drop lower until his fingers were between your legs. the tips of his fingers brushing against your clit as he pushed your legs apart.

“i thought you were late?” you’d wonder through a moan.

“i am.” he’d reply, while lining up the tip of his cock to your entrance.

you’d gasp as he pushed himself deep inside of you, your hands falling against the tiles.

JIN

your hands would nervously pull at the ends of your dress, staring at your reflection in the mirror.

“don’t you think i should go with the black dress? she might like that one better.”

jin would roll his eyes you’ve changed your outfit three times before.

“babe, would you quit your worrying? you’re just meeting my mom.”

your eyes would widen at his words. “just meeting your mom!? what if she hates me and decides she doesn’t want her son seeing someone like me anymore? what if she--”

he’d cut your sentence short with his mouth, his hands settling on your hips as he turned away from the mirror.

“she’ll love you, because i love you.”

his words would do very little to calm you, your body twisting to stare in the mirror again.

“alright well, do i look bland?”

he’d laugh with a shake of his head. “no, you look hot. just relax.”

his hands would move up toward the strap of your dress pulling it down to expose more of your shoulder as he’d lean down to press wet kisses against your shoulder.

that was your favorite spot to be kissed. he’d trial kisses up toward your neck as his hands hiked your dress up.

“so pretty,” he’d grin, the tips of his fingers brushing against the lace of your panties.

“babe!” you’d smack his hand away, staring at his smug face through the mirror. “she’ll be here any minute.”

yeah and you need to relax.” he’d bring his hands back to your panties, pushing them down your legs before pressing his mouth against yours.

you’d react instantly, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him back sweetly.

he’d lead you toward the bed, hovering his body over yours as his hand reached into his jeans, pulling his cock out.

his lips would press open mouthed kisses against your cheeks, neck and lips as he’d align the tip of his dick with your entrance.

“i love you. so she’ll love you.” he’d mumble as he presses another kiss to your lips, thrusting forward.

you’d moan. “i love you too, baby.”

YOONGI

“you think they’re in there waiting for us?” you’d mumble, leaning over the middle part of yoongi’s car. your hand rubbing against the crotch of his jeans.

yoongi would hiss under your touch, his eyes leaving your face and landing on the front door of the dorms. “maybe.”

weeks before the eight of you hand planned a camping trip, it seemed like something you’d keep talking about but never doing-- until it was here.

you and yoongi had spent the night at your house which was miles away from where the boys lived.

throughout the entire drive, you couldn’t keep your eyes or hands off of your boyfriend and now that he was parked you couldn’t resist any longer.

“we can be fast right? i want you so bad.” you’d pout, lifting your body up to whisper in his ear your lisp pressing against the shell of it.

yoongi would do very little to fight against the urge to take you right than and there.

his hands would wrap around your waist, lifting your body up and onto his lap ash e took your mouth in a sloppy kiss.

his hand would slip down the front of your jeans, the tips of his fingers teasing your slit. “how are you already so wet?”

you’d shrug. “you’re sexy when you drive.”

he’d claim your mouth in another intense kiss while his hands worked the buttons of your jeans, tugging them off and tossing them into the passengers seat.

as yoongi would press open mouth kisses against your skin, you’d work on freeing his cock from his jeans.

you’d keep your eyes on his as you sunk down on his length, watching the change in his expression as your tightness squeezed him.

your hips would move against his rhythmically, your hands resting on his shoulders as he held onto your hips.

“fuck, y/n. ride me just like that baby.”

HOSEOK

“we’re on in fifteen, hobi.” namjoon would say as he passed the two of you he’d nod slightly, brows lifting as he turned his attention back to you.

you’d laugh instantly, knowing exactly what was going through his mind.

“you’re such a horn dog! i said i’d show you after your show.” you had made a seat of his lap, legs wrapped around his waist and forehead pressed against his.

hobi would rest his hands on your ass, the tips of his fingers massaging into the flesh.

“why wait when you can just show me now?” he’d smirk, pressing an open mouthed kiss against your throat. “we got time.”

you’d giggle at the feeling of his mouth against your skin, already feeling your body heating up. it didn’t help when he began using his teeth.

“show me~,” he’d whine. you’d shake your head, leaning forward to press your lips against his.

his tongue would quickly take over your mouth, twisting and pushing against yours as he used the grip he held on your ass to pull you tighter against him. you’d moan as he began to trail kisses down the side of your neck.

“come on, show me.” his hands would pull at the hem of your jeans. you’d roll your eyes, sliding off his lap and leading him toward the nearest bathroom.

he’d grin wide at you as you went to lock the door. you’d roll your eyes and laugh, tugging your jeans down.

in fancy writing there would be the henna tattoo you got for his birthday.

“that’s hot. you got my name right there... like i own it.” he’d smirk moving to close the space between you.

you’d flush at his words, “because you do.” you’d mumble out, watching his change in expression.

hobi would cover your mouth in a hungry kiss you could feel how hard he was.

“we don’t have time...” you’d groan, feeling the roll of his hips. “we do.” he’d insist before loosening his jeans.

JIMIN

the smirk on his face when he chose your seats told his entire motive for asking you out tonight.

you nearly rolled your eyes.

jimin’s grin would only grow wider as he settled in the seats at the back of the movie theater.

you’d sit right beside him, settling the bag of popcorn on the floor beside your feet.

“i can’t wait for the movie to start.” he’d grin, taking your hand in his. you’d laugh. “i’m sure you can’t.”

the lights would dim as the beginning credits start to roll and you’d sit like that for a while.

it wouldn’t be until the first act came to an end would his hand drag yours onto his lap setting it on the hardness of his cock.

you feigned a surprised expression which he chuckled at.

without a second though, his lips would find your exposed neck. your hand would gently palm him through his jeans he dropped his arm around your waist.

jimin would easily lift you up into his lap, his hands hiking your skirt up toward your waist

the loudness of his choice film, his insistence of you wearing this skirt, picking seats all the way in the back. “you planned this, huh?” you’d look down at him with a smirk.

“of course,” he’d laugh, pressing a soft kiss to your lips. his fingers would push your panties to the side, finding you wet for him.

you were always wet for him.

with one hand, he’d align himself with your entrance, craning his neck to watch your reaction as you took all of him in.

TAEHYUNG

his hand would slip underneath the table and between your legs easily. he’d been teasing you all day so feeling his touch made you sign in relief.

tae would have his elbow propped on the table, his chin resting on his palm as he listened to yoongi’s words.

they had no idea what he was doing to you underneath the table.

his fingers would work against the buttons on your jeans. it would surprise you how quickly he’d be able to unfasten them.

it would take just a few strokes of his fingers against your clit to have you squirming.

you bit at your lips, trying to keep your moans inside as you concentrated on the conversation in front of you.

when tae would apply more pressure to your nub, your hand would reach down to grasp his wrist.

“i have to use the bathroom!” you’d announce, earning weird glances from the people at the table.

moments later, the bathroom door would push open.

you’d be half surprised to see tae’s head of red hair peaking around the door. “you good?” his smirk said it all.

“i’m great.” you mocked. he’d roll his tongue over his lower lip as he stepped further into the bathroom, flicking the door locked behind him.

“come here,” he’d mumble, his index finger tilting your head up. tae would cover your lips with his mouth, easily pushing his tongue through.

the kiss would quickly grow heated, his hands dropping down to feel your ass. the sound of your moan only urging him on.

with a swift movement, he’d turn your body around, easily behind you over the counter.

his hands would tug your jeans down while you’d squirm, desperate to feel him.

tae would waste no time with freeing his dick from his pants, shoving your panties to the the side and sliding deep inside of you.

JUNGKOOK

the second the door would push closed paired with the last sounds of the hyung’s goodbye, jungkook would jump to close the space between you.

his lips would find yours, taking your mouth in aggressively.

you’d laugh at his eagerness, your hands finding his chest to push him back slightly. “what’s with you?”

“what’s with you?” he’d repeat, leaning back to trail his eyes over your body. “how do you expect me to keep my hands to myself while you’re dressed like that?”

you’d take a moment to look over your outfit. it was hot, so you wore shorts and a tank. you had no idea it would effect him like this.

jungkook would move forward once again, this time his lips landing on your neck, his hands finding your ass.

one thing you weren't’ ever able to resist was the way jungkook kissed our neck. he knew it too.

it also wasn’t a secret how you were always ready for him.

“what if they come back?” your words were rushed and you barely listed for the answer as you peeled his shirt from his body.

jungkook would shrug, dragging your shorts down your legs. “we got to be fast.”

your lips would meet hungrily, your hands moving to the front of his jeans to unbuckle his belt.

your hands would be fast with sliding underneath his boxers, wrapping around his hardened member before pulling it out.

he’d groan at the feeling of our warm palm against his skin. “fuck,” he’d hiss.

you’d giggle, covering your mouth with yours once again while positioning yourself over him.

jungkook would react instantly to your tightness swallowing him. his head drawn back and his eyes falling closed.

“slow, i won’t last.” he’d warn, making you wonder how long he’d been in this state for.

slowly you’d begin to rock your hips against his, arms hanging off his shoulder and head bowed at his chest.

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pagesuponstpages · 5 years

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one running dog, two spilt drinks & three times meeting again

warnings: brief mentions of alcohol & tabloid magazines

word count: +1.8k

synopsis: the three times that you run into ashton, and almost every time forgetting to introduce yourselves.

a/n: happy valentine’s day! and surprise @crystalisinfinite ! i’m your valentine (!!!) and it was such a pleasure to be chatting and writing things for you! this is technically my first time writing with second person so sorry if it’s bad but I hope you enjoy it ♥️ (also sorry again that it’s kinda late and barely valentine’s day lol) also tagging @killerlukesqueen cause it was her valentine’s swaps (ty for setting up all of this)

The first time you met Ashton, it wasn’t the best time.

You were running late, they messed up your order at the cafe and to top it off, the dog that you were pet sitting for your neighbor Karoline, who was gonna be out of town for the next four days, was much faster at running than what Karoline had said. Ergo, you slammed into a body, spilling all of your drink over them, and Karoline’s dog, Sadie took off, the leesh trailing behind her.

“Sadie! Come back here!” you shouted, desperately hoping that the dog would turn around and sit patiently for you to clean up the mess that you’ve made.

“I don’t think she’s coming back,” he said, bemused. You refocused back on the dude that had your iced chocolate spilled all over his shirt, nearly soaking through his entire shirt.

“Oh my god! I’m so sorry!” You grabbed the three napkins from your pants pocket, offering them to him, hesitating. If it had been someone you knew, you would be trying to dab the stains out immediately. But now, with this handsome stranger, you had some restraint.

“Nah, you’re good,” he said. You dropped the now empty plastic cup into the trash, that was conveniently nearby the two of you. “And to be fair, I spilled my iced coffee on you too.” That’s why your shirt was sticking to your skin.

“God, I’m gonna be late,” you groaned, checking your wristwatch at the time. You maybe had enough time to head back to your apartment to wash up before you would drop off Sadie to the daycare, and barely make it to work on time. “Hey, I’m really sorry, and I’ll pay you back for the coffee, but I need to find Sadie before I inexplicably lose my job.”

“Woah, woah,” he said, raising his eyebrows, “I’ll help you find Sadie, and I should be paying you back, since I ran into you.” You shook your head.

“No, I won’t let you.” Your phone dinged, taking your attention.

unknown number:

hi. I think I found your dog?

omg! thank you!

I’m still in the park, by the greek.

will be there in 3. thank you again

You nearly praised the heavens, seeing that text. Then you almost forgot about the guy.

“Listen, I gotta run, but thanks for the offer!” And you sped off, before he could say another word.

The second time you met, it was in a target.

You were getting your weekly groceries (and maybe a couple of extra things) at the ungodly hours of the morning, just because hardly anyone would be there. Not that going to target a few hours later from now was bad, it just wasn’t ideal, especially when other ladies and moms alike would stare at you funny for having too many chip bags in your cart and wearing sweats with slides.

It was at the produce section, you debating if it was worth the extra 1.89 for getting an avocado over the regular salad mix in your futile attempts to have a healthier diet (and also to show any judging cashiers or judging moms that you did not eat just chips and instant ramen even though you totally did).

“Dog walker?” You spin around, to see him grinning at you, the red basket in hand.

“Coffee boy?” He looked at you with raised eyebrows.

“I’m a boy?” You snorted, turning back to your avocados and salad mix.

“Sure why not,” you grumbled under your breath. It was at this point that you were silently thinking through eeney-miney-moe, because decision making? Who was she?

“Get the avocados, they’re healthier than the salad mix that’s mostly full of sugar from the toppings.” You hesitated, before grabbing two avocados and gently placing them in the cart, next to the two chip bags you picked up earlier.

The two of you continued to walk down the produce aisle, which consisted of Ashton mostly recommending something probably green and definitely healthy but also totally over your budget.

“Are you a dietitian? Or a trainer?” You said suddenly, while he was picking up a bunch of kale. You presumed so, as he was clad in a hoodie, basketball shorts and slides, along with the food advice that he’d been giving you for the past 10 minutes.

“Nah,” he chuckled, “I just like to keep up a healthy diet, especially cause my life kinda crazy and it doesn’t give me much options at 1 am.” You nodded, following him to the dairy section.

“At least you’re better than me, I would eat all the taco bell and mcdonalds if I would be eating at 1 am.” He laughed, tilting his head back.

“You’re just like Cal and Mikey,” he said, shaking his head. You raised an eyebrow at him, waiting for an explanation. There were a few beats of silence, save for the whirr of nearby shopping carts and the faint pop chart music playing in the background.

“Cal and Mikey..” you trailed. He looked up from the container of greek yogurt, his eyes studying your face.

“Oh right,” he said, nodding. “Cal and Mikey are my best friends, and we work at the same place.” You tilted your head, waiting for more. He put the greek yogurt into the basket, before continuing.

“And we all end up finishing around 2 am, but Luke and I planned ahead with healthy snacks and salads and shit, while those two would order from postmates from the limited choices at 2 am.”

“And I would join them,” you followed, without any pause. He chuckled, shaking his head.

“But now you don’t have to! Cause I’m changing your meal plan!” He pointed at the items in your cart. “Well, except for those,” he said, mentioning the noticeable chip bags and sleeves of cookies that were next to everything else that he had helped in choosing, “those were there before I got here.”

Shopping continued, along with you convincing him to put a doritos bag and a package of oreos (abit the thin ones, but hey you tried with the double stuf at first), because “you never know when your friends hang out at your place and to their disappointment, all you have are booze and kale chips.” You both checked out in the same line, reading the titles of the gossip rags in hushed yet mocking tones.

“Jennifer Aniston with another man?!”

“Kendall Jenner takes another spill on the road?!”

And then, after he helped you put your groceries in the trunk of your car, he waved you off, both of you completely forgetting to get each other’s number. Or even each other’s names.

The third time you ran into Ashton, it was at a party.

Your friend, Karoline had dragged you to said party, because “you don’t go out enough,” and to be fair you haven’t but she didn’t know that admission.

The party was at a club in downtown LA, the name leaving you, but it was three things that were seemingly the worst combination: dark, loud, and full of absolutely smashed people.

“Why do we have to still be here?” you said, whining. Karoline shrugged, handing you another drink.

“Because it’s part of my work and I’m dying up here.” Oh yeah.

Karoline’s work had always thrown wild parties, filled with the social elite of the city and those trying to climb to that position. The record label that Karoline was apart of always had “some excuse” to throw these wild ragers, usually along the lines of some artist that they produced had reached number one in the nation.

“I’m gonna find something to eat.” You got up from your spot from the barstool tables scattered on the edges of the dancefloor, your eyes searching for those promised tables of fancy hors d'oeuvres that she would always rave about the following day, hungover in your apartment.

Once you found said table, surprisingly still full of different finger food with names that you could barely pronounce, you nearly tripped into the lined up pastries, due to someone bumping into you.

“Sorry,” he said, with a voice garbled in the loud atmosphere, yet oddly familiar.

“It’s alright,” you said. He turned around, nearly spilling his drink all over you.

“Dog walker!” he said, his eyes lighting up as he recognized your face.

“Coffee boy!” you replied, trying to say it with the same amount of enthusiasm as he did.

“Coffee boy?” someone said, now standing next to him. He had dyed blond hair, with his dark roots and scruffy eyebrows, staring at you with a smirk.

“He spilled coffee on me,” you said, hoping to give some explanation. The blond boy’s eyes widened in recognition, a grin spreading on his face. “So you’re dog walker with the same terrible eating habits as me.” Then it clicked.

“Mikey, is it?” He shook his head.

“That’s Cal,” Ashton said, “and the other two are somewhere else.” You nodded.

“Wow, so you guys work for Capitol Records?” Cal snorted, while Ashton took a gulp of his drink.

“You didn’t tell her?” You stared at the two of them, watching them have a internal conversation filled with head nods and shrugs, waiting for an explanation.

“I didn’t see the need to,” Ashton finally said. Cal sighed, shaking his head.

“I’m gonna find Luke,” he said. The combination of names, the ones he mentioned at target coupled with the knowledge that they all worked together at Capitol Records ticked something in your head, but maybe it was the alcohol and lack of food that prevented you from making the full conclusion.

“I’m Ash,” he said, extending his hand out. You giggled, shaking his hand, as you said your own. He then repeated it, and something between a smirk and a grin was slowly spreading on his lips.

“And you do?” He shakily laughed, tilting his head down.

“I’m a drummer, for a band,” Ashton said, meeting your eyes. You raised an eyebrow. “Might I know of said band?” you questioned the red-haired drummer.

“I’m only slightly offended that you have all the pieces, but haven’t connected the dots yet.”

“I’m kinda tipsy and I mostly listen to indie or alternative artists?”You shrugged.

Ashton shook his head, smiling. “The boys and I are in a pop punk turned alt pop band, called 5SOS?” His voice got progressively higher, his demenour much more tense than moments ago, or even the other two times that you two had run into each other.

“Never heard of them,” you said immediately, watching his expression change with raised eyebrows and a smirk.

“You’re truly something,” he said, wrapping an arm around your shoulders.

“Nah, I’m just me. And here for the free fancy-pants food.” He barked in laughter.

“Of course you are.”

#this was fun to write #ashton irwin fluff #ashton irwin fanfic #ashton irwin #5sosff #5sos imagine #5sos #luke hemmings #calum hood #michael clifford #also i technically need to edit this but oh well hope it's decent #5 seconds of summer #ashton fletcher irwin #ashton irwin imagine #happy valentine's day #klq's valentine's swaps #my writing #content creation

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I Like Me Better- Chapter 14

Previous Chapters-

9 10 11 12 13

Warning; S M U T

Calum POV-

Sunday morning was something I was not prepared for. We both woke up at 8 to clean up and straighten up the house before her dad showed up. Then, she realized she ran out of pads. She had me run to the store when her dad was on his way to bring food and start cooking. That wasn’t what I wasn’t ready for. She hadn’t told her Dad that I was staying at her place for the weekend and she wasn’t sure how he’d take it.

I wasn't mad she didn’t tell him, she’s 22. She doesn’t have to tell him everything that’s going on. He doesn’t even live with them anymore. The only one who really needs to know is Johnny who lives at the house. And he knew. While I was at the store. I completely have forgotten what pads she used. It’s not like I cared that I had to pick them up, she gave me cash to pay for them but I couldn’t remember the specific kinds she used.

I texted her, Babe. I completely spaced. What kind of pads do you use?

I paced the Woman’s aisle, hoping no one would walk down it and of course, a girl walked down the aisle. She looked at me weird and I went down the other aisle since I didn’t want to make her uncomfortable. My phone dinged, really loud of course and it wasn’t even Jade. It was from Luke.

Hey! What time do you want us guys to come over?

I replied- Not there at the moment, at the store picking up pads for Jade. I’ll let you know when I know.

A couple minutes later, hoping it was Jade. It wasn’t. It was Luke.

Damn, she’s got you whipped! Your getting pads?!

I replied; I am not whipped, I’m taking care of my girlfriend. You might want to try it next time you have one.

I turned off the ringer off my phone and It vibrated and it was finally Jade.

Sorry about the wait, my dad was grilling me again. Always Infinity flex foam. I need overnight(Orange), regular(Yellow) and heavy (green) with wings! Thank you! Xo

I replied; Okay, thank you! The colors help!

I went back into the woman's aisle. I looked at the pads and the same girl who walked in the aisle was there who was there when I ran out of the aisle.

“Always Infinity..” I said maybe a little too loud.

“Do you need help?” The girl in the same aisle as me asked.

“Do you mind? I’m getting pads for my girlfriend and she needs the Always Infinity Flex foam and I got no idea what the hell those are.” I admitted, putting the basket in my hand on the floor.

“Oh I use those, I got you. What does she need?” She asked looking at the pads.

“Overnight, regular and heavy,” I told her and tried to make sense of all of this. Thank god for her helping me or I’d be here for another hour. I grabbed my basket off the ground.

She grabbed three boxes and said “There you go,” and she put them in my basket. “You don’t have to run when there is a girl in this aisle okay? You can always ask if you need help.”

“I will next time, thank you so much.” I thanked and she was off.

I walked to the checkout and went to my car and drove back to Jade's house and thank god she and her dad had started cooking.

I had no idea what they were doing just yet but they were cooking up a storm. I texted Luke, You guys can leave now. They are cooking.

I sat on the couch and Jade's dad invited “Do you want to help Calum? Jade mentioned you like to cook!”

“I’d love to if I’m not intruding.” I implored, standing up from the couch and walked into the kitchen.

“Not at all, what we're doing is pretty easy. At least I think so but I’m so used to making this. We’re going to have crepes for breakfast. Have you had those?” Jade’s dad asked, and I recognized it from menus but never had them.

“Sounds familiar, what is it?” I asked, hoping I wouldn’t look like an idiot.

“They are a thin French pancake. You can make them either really sweet or sultry. I’m doing the sultry part and you can help with the sweet part.” Jade explained and then winked at me.

“I’m making the mix for the crepes but I’m going to wait for your friends to get here, they are so quick to make and they are better when warm.” Jade’s dad informed, turning his head to face me.

“Oh sweet, they are on their way.” I walked over to Jade’s side of the kitchen and she stood by the counter.

“Hi Babe, Do you want to cut up apples and strawberries into slices?” She asked, so sweetly.

“Of course.” I agreed and I kissed her cheek briefly and I grabbed the container of Strawberries and started chopping them up into slices and then I washed them and put them in an open bowl on the table.

I started to wash the Apples when the doorbell rang.

“I’ll get it, dad.” Jade beamed, as she stopped cutting up the cooked chicken. She put the knife down and walked past me, giving my butt a squeeze “Your so sexy when you cook.” She whispered in my ear, sending goosebumps down my spine. She walked to the front door and swung it open, “Michael, Jasper, Johnny! Come in!” She rejoiced and she got out of their way and they walked inside.

I grabbed the bag of apples and I ran them underwater and rinsed the knife off. “Cal, is that YOU cooking?” Michael teased as I started to slice the apples.

“Shut up, Mikey. Hey Johnny and Jasper!” I yelled.

“Hey man! Hows the cooking going? Smells good!” Johnny yelled, walking towards the kitchen.

“It’s good, we are about halfway done, want to get the juice out of the fridge Jasper?” Jade’s dad asked.

“Yeah of course,” Jasper said, walking into the kitchen.

Jade walked behind me and then went back to cutting, “When you are done with the apples, we're going to put cinnamon sugar on them and heat them up.”

“Oh, yummy! Hopefully, Ash and Lu will get here soon. I’m starving.” I whined, smelling all the food made me so much hungrier than I already was. I finished chopping up the apples and put them in the biggest bowl because there were so many.

“Jade?” I asked.

“Yes?” She answered, looking at me.

“Where’s the cinnamon sugar, I finished the apples!” I emphasized.

“The cinnamon sugar is in the cabinet left of you Calum.” Johnny implied, coming into the kitchen.

“Thanks! How’s your weekend been, Johnny?” I asked, turning to face him.

“Good, worked on the garage. I’m so damn sore, now I know how you feel when I’m done training you!” Johnny groaned, leaning against the counter nearest to me.

“Karma Johnny, You still training me tomorrow?” I remarked.

“Hell no, I’ll still be sore no doubt. Have a good day off.” Johnny ordered and hit me on the arm.

I hit him back and he winced “Damn it, Hood. You’re getting strong.” Jade looked at us and laughed, she winked at me.

“I didn’t even hit you that hard, Reynolds.” I cackled and Mikey and Jade burst out laughing.

“Damn, are you even more ripped than before Calum?” Mikey chimed in, getting up to join our conversation.

“I don’t know, Jade darling?” I called and she looked back at us.

“Yeah?” She hinted, looking at me trying to figure out what was going on. I lifted up my shirt and her eyes widened as she fully realized how ripped I had become training with her brother. Her eyes widened and she muttered, “Fuck.”

“What's that Jade?” I teased, smirking at her. She pursed her lips and clarified “Yeah Mikey, I’d say he is.” She winked and then went back to chopping up avocados and then the tomatoes.

I got the rest of the fruit out of the fridge and put them in bowls. I put the apples in the microwave to heat them up and the doorbell rang.

“Must be the boys. I’ll get it.” Jade said, finishing the tomatoes. She walked past me, smacking my ass.

“Calum when did you get here?” Mikey asked out of literally nowhere and I knew I was fucked.

“Yeah what time did you get here anyway? I don’t see your car parked here.” Jades' dad joined in.

Jasper got up and proposed while glaring at me, “He spent the weekend here, he’s been here since Friday. Didn’t you know dad?”

I felt my stomach turning into knots, thinking of how to respond.

Before I could, Jade’s dad began “No I didn’t but I know you were with Mikey and Johnny was with me. I’d rather him stay with her than her being alone in this house.”

My eyes widened as I looked at him and I responded, “She was terrified to be alone and I wanted to make sure she was safe.”

Jasper spat, as Luke and Ashton were coming into the kitchen with Jade “But Dad! Jade didn’t tell you he was coming!”

“And? She’s almost 23 Jasper. She hates being here alone.” Jade’s dad defended.

Jade POV-

I came into the kitchen to Jasper and my dad arguing over the fact I didn’t tell my dad about Calum staying.

My dad just about had enough and instructed, “Johnny can you work on these crepes. I need to talk to Jade and Calum quickly.”

Luke and Ashton were sitting on the couch with Mikey trying to avoid everything that was going on. My dad walked up to them and sighed. “I am so sorry about this you guys. I wish Jasper would learn to grow up. We’ll be right back.”

“First off dad, You know why I hate being alone-” I started to explain before my dad cut me off.

“Honey, I am not mad at you. I’m mad at Jasper for being a child and thinking he has a say in this. Calum, thank you for stepping up and being there for Jade and staying with her.” My dad reflected.

“Of course, I’d do anything for your daughter sir.” Calum pronounced and I swear he was making me fall more in love.

“I don’t doubt that, son. Ignore Jasper and his immaturity. Let’s go eat before Johnny burns the damn crepes or worse the house to the ground.” My dad insinuated, well shit. My dad almost never called anyone son. Ever. Unless it was his own kids.

“Of course, I’m starving. Thank you for being so understanding sir. As soon as Jade told me how nervous she was to be here alone, I knew I had to come here and be with her and make sure she was safe. What kind of boyfriend would let her be alone?” Calum mentioned.

“A bad one, again thank you.” My dad articulated and smiled at us.

“Of course, anytime.” Calum expressed and grabbed my hand.

We all walked back downstairs and thankfully Johnny hadn’t burned the crepes or the house. He had made most of the mix and my dad said: “Sorry about that guys, You ready to eat boys?”

“Yes! By the way, I’m Luke! I work at a restaurant as a chef, Calum is one of my bartenders.” Luke said getting up to introduce himself.

“A chef? Why weren’t you cooking the damn crepes?” My dad joked and we all laughed, we sat around the table. Luke and Ashton sat on either side of me, Calum sat across from me and Mikey and Jasper sat on his sides. My dad and Johnny sat on the ends of the table.

As we ate, we all talked about our weeks and how everything was going. I couldn’t stop staring at Calum. His flashing his abs that were more prominent than ever before was not helping. I can’t believe I didn’t notice when we took a bath yesterday but I must’ve been in so much pain, I didn’t even notice how ripped he had gotten with training with Johnny.

After we finished lunch, I tried to avoid Jasper and his childishness. I cleared the table of the dishes and put them in the sink. Calum helped me put everything away in the fridge and he walked up to me standing by the sink getting started on the dishes. “Can I help you, baby?”

“Please do, Mr. Six Pack.” I teased, looking into his beautiful eyes.

“I can’t believe you didn’t notice how ripped I was getting baby.” Calum pointed out.

“Well shit Calum, were you trying to kill me by flashing your abs?” I lectured, he knew damn well what he was doing.

He turned to face me and flashed me his abs again, “Like that?”

If only he knew how hot he is.

“If we weren’t surrounded by my entire family and your friends I’d leave these damn dishes Calum Hood.” I stated, raising my eyebrows.

“Oh yeah, princess?” He teased, and then kissed my cheek sweetly.

“Damn it, Hood, You're going to be the death of me someday.” I hypothesized

“I’d hope not, I like having you around baby.” Calum reassured, smiling like the dork that he is.

I reached over and grabbed the soap and loaded up the sink with dishes and hot water. I washed the dishes and Calum rinsed and dried them for me, being ever so helpful.

Luke and Ashton left because they both had work in the morning, Johnny and my dad left and Mikey stayed with Jasper and went into his room.

“I’m amazed those two are still hanging out, I’d be tired of Jasper and his moody self.” I spat as I poured myself a glass of cranberry juice.

“Well, he and Michael have that in common. They both are pretty moody. Plus I’ve been with you this entire time and I’m not even close to being sick of you.” Calum responded, walking up to me.

“Well that’s because you're dating me, dork, you wanna go up to my room and watch a movie?” I invited, hoping he’d say yes.

“Of course, I’m so tired I just want to cuddle with you.” Calum hummed and grabbed my hand and we walked up to my room. I took off the sweater I was wearing, there was no point to wearing one if I was going to be cuddling with Calum. He was such a warm body.

Calum, being the tease that he is, took off his shirt. “Is your room always so hot or is it just you?” He teased.

“Calum, put your shirt back on. Your not being fair to me.” I whined, sitting on my bed.

He walked up to me and grabbed my hand and put it against his abs, of course. He revealed “See? I’m hot princess. I’m not just trying to tease you.” He wasn't wrong, his skin was warmer than usual.

“Still isn’t fair. What movie do you want to watch?” I moaned and got off my bed.

“Whatever you want to watch babe, you know I’ll watch anything. As long as you’re watching it with me I’m fine.” Calum mused.

“We’ve already watched two Harry Potter movies and 3 scary movies. You pick.” I insisted, turning to face him.

“How about a Disney movie? You have any of those?” Calum asked, sitting up on my bed.

“I do. I’ve got tons.” I offered and then I grabbed my DVD case with all of my Disney movies.

“No way, You have Atlantis?” Calum burst, looking at me unlike he’s ever done before.

“Yeah! I love Atlantis! Let’s watch it!” I grinned, walked up to Calum and I grabbed the DVD from the sleeve and then I put it in my Blu Ray Player. I grabbed the remotes and I laid down next to Calum on the bed. I put my head on his shoulder and hand on his chest, he was so warm. I grabbed the remote when the previews started and pressed the menu button so we could start the movie. I clicked the button to press play and started the movie.

As we watched the movie, Calum’s arm was around my waist holding me close to him. I tried not to think about shirtless Calum in my bed looking as attractive he is. I felt my cramps coming back and I moaned and Calum comforted “You okay Princess?”

“My cramps are back and I know taking medications won’t help.” I sighed, looking up at him.

He pleaded “What haven’t you tried to relieve your cramps?” and his hand started to rub circles on my back,

The one and only thing I’ve never done on my period- having sex. I’ve heard from friends that it help with cramps but I was too scared to mention it to him.

“I’ve tried everything.” I lied through my teeth.

He creased his eyebrow and protested “Princess, I know when your lying. What haven’t you tried?”

How did he know me so well already?

“Okay, so there is one thing. But I’m not at all suggesting we do it but I’ve never had sex on my period. I’ve heard that it helps with cramps.” I specified and then looked at the T.V not wanting to see what his facial expression was.

“Jade, I want to help you feel better. I’ve been wanting to help you since Friday and you're telling me you had an idea and you didn’t just tell me? I’ve actually had sex with a girl on her period. I’m not grossed out by it. If you want to try it and see if it helps, I am 100% down.” He wondered.

I looked up at him and his eyes were damn near staring into my soul, “Calum how was I supposed to know all of that? I guess I’m just insecure more on my period. I feel like shit and I feel like I smell really bad and I feel like I look horrible.” I described and he grabbed my face and kissed me sweetly.

“First of all, You don’t smell bad and you don’t look horrible. Second of all, I’ve been trying all weekend to think of a way to make you feel better. If this is it then I’m going to do it.” Calum marveled and moved his arm from underneath me and stood up and closed my bedroom door. I grabbed the remote and I paused the movie. I sat up and he went into my bathroom and grabbed a dark-colored towel and he came back into my room. “Look at you finally catching on, want to get off the bed princess so I can put the towel down?” I got off the bed and Calum put the towel down on the bed.

“Okay, I just- don’t want to make you feel like you have to-” I started.

“Baby, please. I want to. You want to lay down on the bed princess?” He growled and I knew I had spent too much time talking. I crawled on the bed and laid down and Calum joined me and hovered over me. Before I could even check one more time Calum pressed his soft lips against mine and his tongue licked my bottom lip and I let him take dominance over me. He took his pants since he already had his shirt off so he was just left in his boxers. Calum broke away and breathed, “Arms up princess.” and I threw my arms up and he removed my shirt and he unhooked my bra before my I could even catch my breath.

He started leaving love bites down my neck and then down to my chest. He is hand on one breast massaging it and playing with my hardening bud as he sucked on the other one. I moaned in pleasure and he switched to the other one and began sucking and his hand massaging and twisting my hardened bud, making me moan so loud this time. He moved down my body and laid sloppy kisses on my stomach and down to my core. He looked up and purred “Okay princess, I need you to breathe in and out for me okay? Just deep breaths for me.”

I started to breathe in slowly and then breathed out for him, he smiled and cooed “Good girl, I’m going to go slow at first okay princess?”

I nodded and he slid off my leggings and underwear somehow at the same time I panted “Fuck Calum.”

“Hmmm?” He hummed and all I could feel was cold air against my body.

“You making me feel amazing already.” I breathed out.

“I aim to please darlin’” He teased and he slowly entered me and started to thrust into me and I could already feel the effects of him thrusting into my making me feel as amazing as he has before. But this was completely different than the other times. His body was directly above me and he started peppering kisses along my body once more “God your skin is so soft.” He breathed against my skin, his breath hot and giving me goosebumps.

“Fuck Calum, this is amazing.” I moaned and he grunted as he started to pick up the pace a little and it felt even better than it was already.

“Your so tight baby, you feel so good, princess.” He moaned against my skin, now against my chest and I but put my hands on his shoulders.

“Fuck Cal!” I moaned maybe a little too loud.

“You’re taking me so good princess, you feeling any better baby?” He panted and I could feel his warmth enveloping over my body.

“Yes Cal” I manage to say before moaning again. His hands were roaming all over my body. He started to pick up the pace again and this time it was a lot faster and a little bit rougher. His grunts and his moans were making me come just by hearing the noises that escaped his mouth.

My hands gripping Calum’s shoulder and I moaned so loud when I saw stars and Calum had successfully granting me another orgasm.

“Fuck Princess, you moaning like that I’m not going to last long.” He moaned and he continued to thrust into me at the same rough pace. His grunts turning me inside out and I could feel myself coming again for like the 8th time.

I moved my hands and put them on his face and pulled him in to kiss me, a kiss we haven’t had in a while. It was slow and passionate and I could feel his tongue tracing my lip asserting his dominance and I let him win again and his lips roughly kissing mine was absolutely killing me. He slowly pulled out and then disconnected our lips and he laid down next to me, his hand on my stomach and he groaned “Fuck, I don’t know about you baby but that was amazing.”

“Oh it definitely was, you want to clean up in the shower?” I asked, knowing that I was sweaty and I could see that sweat was dripping down his face.

“Of course,” He smiled and then sat up and I followed him and I walked behind him and I grabbed the towel we used and then threw it in my dirty clothes basket and I followed him into my bathroom.

He reached for the shower knobs and turned on the water. He turned around to face me and he asserted “This shower will be different than the one you had with me last time.”

“Yeah, how so?” I asked, confused about what he meant.

“Well, we’re actually going to get clean this time around and not get dirtier than when we left.” He teased and winked at me, giving me goosebumps.

He reached his hand to feel the water “Okay baby, it’s warm enough.” He warned and then grabbed my free hand and led me into the shower. I followed him and I stood by the wall I knelt on the ground and his eyes widened and mused “Baby what are you doing?”

“You’ll see Cal.” I said and before I said any more I palmed his very obvious erection and started to move my hand up and down and his eyes closed shut so fast.

He moaned and before I even let him recover from what I was doing, I started to lick the tip that had precum on it and I bobbed my head to get him deeper inside of my mouth and I held his waist with both hands and his head thrown back and his moans were getting louder and louder. I stopped to breathe and he moaned “Fuck Princess.”

“Feel good Cal?” I breathed and not even letting him answer I went right back to sucking him off and his moans were so loud. I finished him off and then he stepped away from me, taking his cock out of my mouth.

“Shit Jade, your mouth will be the death of me,” He breathed and I stood back up and I smirked and he took that as a cue to push me against the shower wall.

“Hood, what are you doing? You realize I did that to repay you for making me feel better?” I hinted, grabbing his face.

“Mhmm. I know princess, but I’m not done pleasing you baby.” He growled and his lips found my neck once again and he left sloppy kisses along with the marks he left earlier and he slowly inched his way closer to me and then before I knew it, I wrapped my legs around his waist and he was thrusting into me but he didn’t even bother to start slow. He went right into it and was railing me against the wall and his hands were gripping my ass as he continued to thrust into me continuously giving me pleasure, both of us moaning messes. I lost track of how many times I came and how many orgasms he gave me before slowing down and then releasing himself from me. “Fuck, I’m done for now.” He breathed and then I dropped my legs from around his waist and he moved to grab the shampoo, squeezed enough for both of us on his hands. He motioned me to come closer to him and he put shampoo in my hair and helped spread it around all of my hair. “Damn Jade, you have so much hair.”

“I know, let me help Cal.” I mused and grabbed the shampoo and poured just enough for his hair. He ducked his head and I put the soap in his hair and made sure I got it everywhere while massaging his head.

“Must you be good at everything?” He complimented.

“Your one to talk.” I gushed and I finished putting soap in his hair. “Alright, let’s rinse out the soap together”

“Okay princess, good idea.” He agreed and grabbed me and we stood together, our bodies pressed together and we washed our hair together. I ran my fingers through my hair to make sure I got it all out.

“Have I ever told you I love your hair?” Calum whispered, with a fixed gaze.

“No, you haven’t. I had no idea.” I whispered back, looking up at him through my lashes.

Calum POV-

I woke up to the smell of coffee and I rolled over and for the second time, Jade wasn’t in the bed. I grabbed my shirt and put it on. I opened the bathroom to check if she was in there and to my surprise she wasn’t. I opened her door and walked out of her room and to my surprise, she was in the kitchen cooking. I snuck down the stairs and I snuck behind her and lightly wrapped my arms around her waist, she jolted a little bit “Morning sunshine!”

“Morning baby, Smells good in here!” I cheered.

“Good, I’m making some eggs. Toast is in the toaster, we’ve got leftover fruit somehow from yesterday.” Jade explained.

“I’ll grab that, You just focus on the eggs.” I offered and I let go of her waist and I walked over to the fridge and I grabbed the extra strawberries and raspberries.

I put them on the counter and Jade finished the eggs just in time and I grabbed two plates in the cupboard above the sink and then I grabbed two forks in the drawer nearest to Jade.

“Thank you, I guess you being here all weekend you learned your way around my kitchen!” She burst.

“Yes I did,” I said as I went to the cupboard to grab mugs for us for our coffee.

Jade put eggs on our plates and then two pieces of bread on our plates and buttered them. She grabbed the pot of coffee and put it on the table and we sat at the table and ate breakfast.

“Thanks for breakfast, this looks good.” I complimented,

“Of course, thanks so much for this weekend.” She thanked, fluttering her eyelashes.

“Anytime babe, I’ll be here.” I comforted and I smiled.

We spent the rest of the morning, drinking coffee and finishing the fruit and drinking the coffee and talking about everything. She showed me more pictures of her family, it was insane how much she and her mom looked like. Jade and Jasper were adorable when they were younger.

Unfortunately, I had to go to work at 5. But thankfully, Jade being amazing she dropped me off at work in her Impala.

“Thank you so much again, Cal. Your the best boyfriend I’ve ever had, I can’t thank you enough.” Jade declared as she pulled up to the restaurant.

“Jade, You don’t need to thank me. It was really nothing princess. I loved being with you this weekend.” I emphasized, leaning towards her to kiss her lips sweetly.

“You are so amazing.” She whispered, smiling.

“So are you,” I whispered back and I unbuckled my seatbelt and I grabbed my duffle bag from the bottom of my seat and I opened the car door and I got out. I walked over to Jade's side and she rolled down the window more.

“It’s going to be so weird not having you around, I’m going to miss you!” She sighed and then pouted.

“I know but we’ll see each other soon okay?” I reassured and then kissed her forehead and then turned around to go to work before I was late.

I got inside and Laura was standing behind the bar, thank god. I walked to the back and put my duffle bag in my locker and I saw Luke in the kitchen cooking away. I went back into the bar and I started my shift.

“Hey, Cal! How was your weekend?” Laura questioned.

“It was good, how was yours?” I commented.

“Good, Kyle was here asking where you were. As if you didn’t pick up his shift.” Laura mentioned, pursing her lips.

I rolled my eyes and I pointed out, “Yeah I totally did. Asshole.”

Laura shook her head and hinted “I know, He came in high yesterday. Luke was not happy. Speaking of which.”

“Cal! I didn’t even see you come in!” Luke cheered, coming up to the bar.

“I just got in about 10 minutes ago, Jade dropped me off!” I recounted, looking at him in the eyes.

“That’s right she has a really cool car!” Luke sighed.

“Yeah, except for the dent Alex made,” I remembered, trying to forget about how much I hate him.

“Oh yeah? So what did Jade’s dad talk to you about secretly?” Luke asked, and Laura stepped away from us giving us space.

“Oh, he was telling us how he isn’t mad that I spent the weekend with her. Jade doesn’t like being by herself at the house because of her anxiety.” I lied, I didn’t like lying to him but I didn’t want to tell Luke everything.

“Oh well that’s a relief, I can’t believe her brother went and told him in front of everyone like that.” Luke pointed out, narrowing his eyes.

“You are telling me, I don’t know what’s came over him lately,” I responded, trying to think about what had been going on with him was a complete mystery. I didn’t know him like I should. He was my girlfriend's twin brother and I couldn’t know him any less.

Jade POV-

Tuesday morning came faster than I anticipated, I woke up late and didn’t get to do my hair like I wanted to but thankfully I got to do my make up and wear the cute outfit I planned for after school when the girls and I were going shopping. I made a smoothie and grabbed a cliff bar and I drove Jasper and I’s car to class since Johnny and Jasper went to work together. It felt weird driving but he knew I needed to use the car to run errands after school. I parked in the student parking lot and I ran to class and somehow made it in time.

“I can’t believe you made it on time!” Scarlet whispered, with a surprised look on her face.

“I know!” I whispered and tried to pay attention in class. All I could think about was the theater class and our project we had to do. We were getting put into groups and I was praying that I was going to be with Charlotte and that I wasn’t going to get with the kid who had a crush on me. Charlotte always catches him staring at me and I was close to having Calum come to class with me to scare him off.

After class was over we went to lunch at Chipotle and I was in LaLa Land.

“Jade!” Charlotte yelled, snapping her fingers.

“Sorry! I’ll have a burrito bowl! White rice, no beans!” I ordered.

“What kind of meat?” The worker asked.

“Chicken!’ I answered.

“You need to stop worrying,” Charlotte whispered.

“Oh shush.” I whispered and the worker handed my bowl to the other girl and, “Cheese, corn. Pico De Gallo and Guacamole.”

“Okay,” She said and then closed it up.

“Can I get a bag of chips too?” I asked.

“Yeah of course!” She said and grabbed me a bag.

We finished getting our food and ate by the theater building because we didn’t have time to go to Central Park today. I barely ate and put the rest of my food in my backpack to eat later. I could feel my stomach turning as I got into theater class and I saw the guy who always stared at me. He always sat in the same row as Charlotte and I. I had a feeling he’d be in our group.

As class started, my anxiety progressively got worse my chest pains got heavier. I tried to ignore them but there was no way I could ignore them. As we started to split into groups and thankfully I was with Charlotte but I was also with the creep. We were assigned different screenwriters, and our group got my all-time favorite- William Shakespeare.

Our teacher separated us into our groups and we introduced ourselves.

“I’m Charlotte and this is Jade” Charlotte introduced us and I stared her down.

The creep looked at us and declared, “I’m Josh.”

Now we have a name to the face.

Everyone went around and introduced themselves and I wasn’t going to remember who everyone's name was.

Then we started suggesting plays.

Josh, of course, wanted to do Romeo and Juliet.

“No, not enough people for that in our group. Next.” I spat.

“Yeah, I agree. Maybe The Scottish Play. We have three girls for the three witches and three boys!” Charlotte suggested. The Scottish Play was Macbeth, any smart Theater Major never said it because using the word Macbeth meant bad luck.

We all agreed and decided to do scenes from Macbeth instead of Romeo and Juliet since that one is overdone. We went back to class and presented it to our teacher and she loved the idea.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

After class, Charlotte and I met up with Scarlett to go shopping. Well, to look for Lingerie. I wanted to surprise Calum since he had been such an amazing boyfriend this weekend and the girls knew where to go and I didn’t.

“Wait, where are we going?” I asked, making sure I heard them right.

“Victoria’s Secret. I know you hate that place but you need to go in there.” Charlotte insisted.

“No. No. NO.” I argued, not wanting to go lingerie shopping there.

“C’mon it isn’t so bad,” Scarlet stressed.

“That’s because you shop there! I don’t!” I protested, hoping they’d know somewhere else to shop.

“Nope. Were going there, Jade. Plus I think you’ll like their stuff. They have really nice perfumes too.” Scarlet urged, giving me puppy eyes.

“Oh fine. Get directions for me.” I shrugged starting the car and putting my phone on the dock to charge and drove along to the directions Scarlet gave me and I parked as close as I could. I felt so out of place being on the East Village, Even though we went to school not too far away.

I tried to be open-minded as we went inside and we went straight to the bras and they weren’t wrong, their stuff was really cute. The girls helped me find stuff in my size. Thankfully they had a fitting room and they found me three outfits. I tried on the all-black outfit first since I wanted that one the most.

It actually fit and I called “Girls! Come here!” I heard a knock at the dressing room door, I opened it slightly and opened it. Both of their eyes widened, and their jaws dropped.

“Ouuuhhhh!” Scarlet echoed.

“Shiiit!” Charlotte voiced.

“I’m guessing you like this one?” I expressed.

“Hell yes, but I want to see the red one! It will look so good with your brown hair!” Charlotte insisted.

“Okay! I'll do that one next! Unzip me?” I acknowledged and Scarlet unzipped me and then they both left the room. I closed the door and I grabbed the red piece that Charlotte picked out and I took off the black one piece.

I unzipped the red piece and I put it on and it was so pretty. Damn it was going to be so hard to decide.

I opened the door just a bit and whispered “Okay girls, I’m ready”

Their eyes widened and then Scarlet opened the door and they both stepped into the crowded dressing room, Charlotte’s jaw dropped, She said a little too loud “Well fuck.”

“Yeah damn it, Jade! You were only supposed to look good in one of these. Not both of them!” Scarlet roared.

“Damn it! I don’t know which one to get for Sunday night!” I groaned, shrugging.

“I have an idea, what are you wearing for Sunday night?” Scarlet asked.

“My tan skirt and blacktop and jean jacket,” I noted, hoping they’d like my idea.

“Ohh, okay. Wear black. I’m getting red set for you for your early birthday present.” Charlotte asserted.

“No Charlotte. You are not buying me lingerie for me for my 23rd birthday.” I argued this was way too expensive.

“Too bad, I’m buying it. Calum can thank me.” Charlotte convinced and winked.

Scarlet laughed and chimed in, “Oh yes he will be thanking both of you.”

I rolled my eyes, and fretted “Are you sure?”

“Positive. Let's get you changed and we can find you some sexy perfume for Sunday.” Charlotte confirmed.

“Okay, I’ll change and meet you both out there. Can one of you unzip me before you go?” I remarked.

Scarlet nodded and unzipped me and then they both left my room and closed the door. I stepped out of the one-piece and put my clothes on and then put back the one piece I didn’t even try on. I walked throughout the store and found the girls where they said they’d be- the perfumes.

“Jade! I think we found a couple you might like! Smell this one!” Scarlet specified, handing me a red bottle that said ‘Pure Seduction’.

“You are kidding me! This one?” I said, pursing my lips.

“Jade! Smell the damn body mist!” Charlotte voiced and I grabbed the body mist and sprayed it on my wrist and it smelled amazing.

“Holy balls! This smells amazing! I need this one!” I smirked and they both rolled their eyes.

* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

After an anticipatingly long week, it was finally Sunday. I had the day off because I covered someone's opening shift yesterday. Which ended up working out for me since I got to see Calum yesterday and that meant I got to get ready for his and I’s date tonight. He wanted to take me out on a date since it was we had been dating for 2 months now. Which is crazy. I’d never met a guy who remembered month anniversaries but I also hadn’t realized I was falling in love with someone this fast. I wasn’t sure when I was going to tell him just yet. I hadn’t told anyone that I was in love with him just yet, because I was scared to tell him myself.

Because he was my first love. My first real love. I’d been in puppy love and I thought I was in love with Alex but I wasn’t.

I spent half of Sunday working on memorizing my lines with Charlotte for Macbeth, which was really easy. She helped me do my hair since my hair was getting really long and I wanted it curled. I did my makeup as she curled my hair and we listened to Charli XCX and Marina and the Diamonds.

“So, are you nervous to surprise him?” Charlotte asked, out of nowhere.

“Yeah, I actually am. He knows I’m meeting him at the gym. But he has no idea I plan on meeting him there and closing up the gym for some pre-date sex.” I disclosed.

“No shit. Why am I curling your hair? It’s going to get ruined!” Charlotte shrieked, playfully hitting my shoulder.

“Ouch! Not two months ago were you getting on me for not getting laid, now I’m finally getting laid and your mad? I can’t win with you!” I retorted, rolling my eyes. Thankfully she couldn’t see.

“I know you're rolling your eyes at me, Reynolds. I know you too well. I thought you were just surprising him with your lingerie? Damn girl, someone’s horny.” Charlotte keened and then giggled.

I finished what I could get done with my makeup while she did my hair, I closed my eyes when she sprayed my hair with hair spray and then she got up and stretched out her hand “Need a hand?”

I grabbed up and I got up “I’ll try not to ruin your masterpiece tonight.”

She giggled and claimed, “I know you will, I shouldn’t have worked so hard.”

“Yeah probably not.” I stated and went into my bathroom to finish my makeup. She wasn’t wrong, she did work hard. It looked really good.

I grabbed my work keys, and my purse and my phone that was charging and Charlotte drove me to work. I could feel my stomach turning into knots as she drove me to work. This was definitely the most nervous I’ve ever been going to work.

I texted Johnny; Hey don’t forget, I’m locking up the gym today.

We were three blocks away and thank god, Heroes from David Bowie played on the radio. Just what I needed to calm down.

My phone vibrated and it was Johnny; Oh that’s right! Dad left already so you just have to lock the front door, the office and the back door.

I replied; Okay! Sounds good.

As we reached the gym, I could feel my chest pains intensifying. I tried to ignore them as I looked at Charlotte who had a giant smile on her face. “Go get em, tiger.” She mused.

“Thanks for the vote of confidence.” I choked, realizing my voice cracked.

“You’re still going through puberty at 22?” Charlotte joked, raising her eyebrows.

I unbuckled my seatbelt and hit her arm playfully. “Shut up would ya? I’m nervous.”

“Don’t be, you look bitchin’. He’d be a fool if he didn’t get a boner just looking at you with just your outfit on.” Charlotte praised, and kissed my cheek.

“Thanks, boo.” I kissed her cheek and then got out of the car before Johnny thought I wasn’t coming.

I opened the gym and Andy was surprisingly at the desk, “Hey babe! Wow, you look so cute!”

“Thanks! Calum and I are going on a date! I’m closing up the gym tonight!” I explained.

“That’s right, Good thing we close soon!” Andy burst and smiled.

“I’m going to sneak into my dad's office until close. Hopefully, Cal won’t see me.” I asserted, hoping I won’t blow my cover.

“He’s upstairs with Johnny, he won’t see you!” Andy promised and I made my way into my dad’s office.

As I walked in, I sat down on the chair and put my feet up on the open space on the desk.

Calum POV-

After what felt like the longest week of my life, It was finally Sunday. Thankfully I had seen Jade yesterday since she covered someone’s shift. I never got to see her any more thanks to my training with Johnny.

I finished training with Johnny and I went downstairs and to my surprise, Jade was standing by the front door of the gym.

“Jade?” I gasped, completely in shock she was here so early. I was dripping in sweat from my work out with Johnny. She was wearing a tan skirt, blacktop, and a jean jacket. Her hair was curled and she looked gorgeous, like always.

“Hi baby, how are you?” She questioned, and I made my way closer to her to make sure I wasn’t dreaming.

“Good, am I dreaming or are you really here?” I doubted, taking more steps closer and I could finally smell her. She didn’t smell like she normally smelt. Which was her sweet perfume and cigarettes. She put her keys on the front desk and walked closer to me.

She stretches out to grab my sweaty hand, her cold fingers intertwined with mine. “I’m right here.”

I stepped closer to her, pressing our bodies together making the space between us completely gone. “I missed you. This week was horrible.”

“I know, this week we’ll do better. I have an idea. Our reservations for tonight aren’t until 8 right?” She asked.

“Yes, what do you have in mind?” I confirmed.

“Well, the back door is locked and so is the front. We’re all alone and I’ve got a surprise for you.” She cooed.

“You do? Are you going to tell me what it is?” I asked, curious about what she meant.

“It’s not exactly something I can tell you, babe, it’s something I have to show you. Follow me into my office.” She cooed and led me into her father's office. Her father's desk was completely cleared off.

I walked into the office and she closed the door, I leaned against the door to see her take off her jean jacket. “Do I have to take off everything Cal?” She teased.

Oh fuck. “No baby, Let me help you.” I walked away from the door and I walked up to her and I played with the hem of her back top and she threw her arms up and I lifted her shirt off and she was wearing black lingerie underneath that was absolutely stunning. Put her shirt off to the side and I slid her skirt down her body and it showed her black bodysuit. “This new baby?” I breathed in her ear.

She nodded and taunted “Yes, I got it on Friday, I wanted to reward you for being so amazing to me last weekend.”

I could feel my pants getting tighter, just from how amazing she looked and I didn’t want to waste any more time so I threw off of my sweaty shirt and dropped my shorts. Her hands grazed over my sweaty chest, “Your so warm Calum.”

“And sweaty, J-” I started to say and before I could even finish her lips were attached to mine, her tongue licking my bottom lip asserting its dominance and our tongues fought until I let her win. My hands around her waist, her legs wrapped around my waist, I picked her up and laid her down on the desk. I was now hovering over her. I started to lay kisses on her perfectly soft skin. My hand finding the zipper on the back of her one-piece, I unzipped it and set her free, I started to take off what she was wearing and I pressed my body against her to make sure she wasn’t cold. With my other hand, I moved my way down her and slid my two fingers in to. I pumped them in and out and she arched her back.

She moaned really loud and said “Fuck Cal!”

I breathed “Yes Princess?”

“I need you, baby,” She managed to get out through her moans. I slowly removed my fingers and shimmied my underwear off and slowly thrust into her and kept a normal pace. Our bodies moving at the same time, our moans synchronized and I was in a complete euphoric state.

I never thought I would be doing this with Jade, at the gym.

Or on her dad’s desk.

Of all places.

We kept going until she yelled, “I’m not going to make it much longer.” Her nails digging into my shoulders, I could feel us both at our limits. We’d both came a number of times. We both were breathing heavily.

“Damn tiger,” Jade breathed out, looking into my eyes.

“Yes, baby?” I managed to say, looking at her.

“You weren’t holding back huh?” She sighed.

“Not for you baby.” I’d say, getting off of her and standing up and stretching out. I grabbed my underwear and shorts and put them back on. She sat up and grabbed her once piece and stood up and put it back on.

“You got another round in you, Cal?” She purred.

“Of course, where to princess?” I asked.

“Let me put everything back and we can go to the locker rooms.” She suggested, going behind her father's desk and putting things back where it belonged. When she finished, she put on her top and skirt. She grabbed her jacket grabbed my hand and lead the way, a secret way to the locker rooms. A way I’d never known about.

Jade POV-

I showed Calum the back way to the locker rooms, as we got there before I could even take charge, Calum grabbed my jacket and dropped it on the ground and picked me up. He pressed his soft plump lips against mine and kissed me unlike he hasn’t before. He asserted his dominance roughly and he pressed our bodies together against the shower wall in the locker room and slid off my skirt, and unzipped my one piece and took it off with one swoop. I had no idea how he figured that out since I had just got it. He managed to get his shorts and underwear off with one hand and sliding it down his legs.

I got a quick second to take off my shirt off and Calum took that as his chance to start kissing my neck and making his way down my chest and start leaving marks. I could feel him leaving hickeys and little bruises all over my skin. His hands-on my waist keeping me from bucking,

He sucked and left marks on my breasts and before I knew it he was thrusting into me without any warning. His mouth was on my shoulder breathing heavily on me and he’d grunt and moan and it would send shivers down my spine and I couldn’t help but come from hearing his noises.

“Fuck princess.” He managed to breathe out, thrusting harder into me picking up the pace.

“CALUM” I yelled.

“Yes?” He breathed against my skin, sending goosebumps down my entire body.

“You’re so fucking deep.” I moaned, realizing how deep he was.

“You’re doing amazing princess.” He praised and kept thrusting, but this time even harder.

“FUUUUUUCK CALUM” I yelled even louder. This time I was at my edge. My eyes closed shut, my toes curling because my orgasm was coming.

“Baby, come for me.” He demanded and I instantly came, “Good girl.” And he followed suit, and I could feel him twitching inside of me and my walls were clenching.

‘Fuck Cal! I’m-” I tried to say before I came again.

“Fuck Baby!.” Calum moaned and slowed down, giving me that sweet release and I could feel him slowing down even more. He slid out of me end he was standing in front of me and I looked at him and he was dripping in sweat, “Fuck baby, that was hot.”

“Yeah? I don’t think I’ll be able to walk tomorrow.”

He chuckled and I tried to laugh it off and I grabbed my one piece and I put my skirt back on and then I turned around and asked, “Zip me up Cal?”

“Of course, wait- how did you get this zipped up before?” He asked, confused.

“I got it partially zipped. Just not all the way.” I giggled.

“That’s pure talent.” He asserted and smiled

“Why thank you.” I curtsied and winked.

“I should be thanking you for this, all of this,” Calum said walking up to me making the space between us was no longer there.

“Don’t thank me, I wanted to make sure you knew I appreciated everything you do for me,” I remarked, and that I love you. But I’m too scared to tell you.

@calumhampton @calumspeachy @bbycal @sublimehood @dontstopisagoodsongchangemymind @c-dizzle-swizzlex @sinfulcth @toofadedtofight @gem-calum @lashtoncurls @lukescherrypie

#I Like Me Better #calum hood au #calum hood boxer AU #calum hood boxer #Luke Hemmings #Ashton Irwin #Michael clifford

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Ocs

My OC’s

Name: Charlotte Ruby Campbell (Face Claim Victoria Justice)

Alter Ego: Hatter

Age: 24

Orientation: Bisexual

Backstory: She didn’t have the best life growing up, her brother always overshadowed her in everything. Her parents only cared about him. A/J was a very caring brother, he loved Charlotte very much. They had a good relationship, but her parents never accepted her. Then, something flipped inside her mind. A voice appeared, she called herself Hatter. She told Charlotte what to do….and she did it. She killed her parents and fled the scene. But the police were close behind her. When they found her, she kept sobbing “Hatter made me do it…it’s her fault.” She spent a long while in a mental institution and met her BFF Jupiter there (Visit @prettyperfectpsycho to learn more). Since she had broken, she’s been living undercover for a while. No one has found her….yet.

Likes: dogs, candy, emo music, superheroes, action movies, comedy movies, galaxy print anything, writing, and playing piano.

Dislikes: arrogant people, idiots, being called a psycho, ants

Personality: She is a very sweet girl, but when Hatter takes control, she is very manipulative. She takes pleasure in making others suffer. Charlotte has a breakdown when Hatter lets her have control again when she sees the damage done. She is a trustworthy girl and wants to help people, but Hatter gets in the way.

Name: Elena Phoebe Slyne

Age: 26

Orientation: Lesbian

Background: She grew up in a decent home, there weren’t any complaints from here. She was a straight B student and didn’t really get into trouble. When she came out to her family at the age 16, her parents were outraged. They kicked her out of the house and she was forced to stay with her grandparents. She didn’t mind though, she loved them and they loved her. But, she got bullied a lot when people found out she was gay. But look at her now! She’s a model for magazines and has a great head on her shoulders.

Likes: girls, cats, darker colors, dark makeup, did I mention cat?

Dislikes: Idiots, homophobes, bees, cat haters, zucchini

Personality: She is very, VERY flirtatious. If you’re a girl, she will use sugary pick up lines just to make you blush since she loves it. She is a flirt, but in a relationship, she is very loyal and brave. If anyone disrespects her girl, you’re fuckin dead.

Name: Brenden Christopher Wickson (Face Claim Ethan Nestor)

Age: 22

Orientation: Pansexual

Background: He comes from an abusive home. His father left after he was born and his mother turned to drugs and alcohol. He wasn’t very loved in his household, but he learned to be self sufficient. He and his mom moved around a lot since she needed her fix and she never could afford it. They usually lived with whatever boyfriend she had at the time. Around that time, he had a boyfriend. He needed someone to help him through the pain. But, the boyfriend used him and left, which left Brenden broken. He turned to music as an escape, he began to write songs and listen to a lot of music to cope with his feelings. He also used drawing and painting to calm himself down. When he turned 18, he left for good, but his mother still asks him for money.

Likes: pastel things, his plushie that is a bunny, dogs, shiny things, floral print

Dislikes: loud noises, people yelling, most people, avocados

Personality: He is a very very SMOL boi and very soft. He’s basically a ball of sunshine once you get to know him. He is a very shy boi, but warms up eventually. He won’t trust people easily, you have to earn that. He is very cautious due to his past, but he is trying to better himself. He gets panic attacks easily when he’s by himself with his thoughts or in new places.

Name: Phoenix Rey Aslan (Face Claim Karen Gillan)

Age: 1.492

Orientation: Bisexual

Background: Phoenix is a very bright witch. She once used her spells and potions for evil. She thought she was doing the right thing, but Marvin showed her what was right. He helped to make her use her powers to help people. No one really knows too much about her backstory since she rarely discusses it. You’d have to be someone pretty special to her to find out.

Likes: nature, insects, gold and silver, dogs

Dislikes: liars, arrogant people, small children

Personality: She is a very stubborn girl and has a fiery personality. Stay on her good side and you have a loyal friend for the rest of time. Get on her bad side and you’ll regret it. She is protective over her friends and partners.

Name: Ophelia Raine Winters (Lupita Nyong'o)

Age: ??

Orientation: Pansexual

Background: She was once a fierce warrior from another realm. Unfortunately, her kingdom she served had been turned to ash by a rivaling land. So, she had to find somewhere else to live since she was one of the few who survived the flames. She saved many people there, but still blames herself for not helping more. Ophelia then came to Earth where she resides now, she still has all the guilts from her home.

Likes: weapons (Mainly swords), good hearted people, candy (she didn’t have any in her realm), and dogs

Dislikes: Assholes, crowded places, annoying people

Personality: She is a strong warrior who takes zero shit from anyone. She is an amazing friend and will help anyone in danger. She is very brave and full of wisdom. She can give the best advice and even stab a bitch if she has to. A+ protector.

Name: The Storyteller

Age: ??

Orientation: Bisexual

Background: She comes from another realm, no one really knows when or how she came. That’s all we know about her.

Likes: books, hugs, and cinnamon

Dislikes: loud people, book haters, anyone who dislikes animals

Personality: She has a very dark aura around her. She likes to tell stories to people, even if they don’t want to hear them. She can make them pay attention, almost like the Host. Be careful, she may seem gentle, but she can turn on you in a second.

Name: Strixin Colette Cane

Age: 19

Orientation: Pansexual

Background: Strixin grew up in a somewhat abusive strict household. Her father and mother never let her do her own things. The dictated everything they did and didn’t hesitate to hit her if she was out of place. She found a book in her attic one day and decided to look through it. She soon found out she could cast spells that were listed in the book. In a way, she is sort of a witch.

Likes: bright colors, flowers, purple, rock music

Dislikes: loud noises, yelling, controlling people, peanuts

Personality: Strixin is very energetic and happy all the time. She always wants to make people smile, even though she barely ever did at home. She never wanted anyone to grow up the way she did, so she does her best to help them. Behind her facade of happiness, she really is a broken girl who desperately needs approval and someone to care for her. Hell, Strixin isn’t even her real name…

Name: Jackson Roger Quentin

Age: 25

Orientation: Bisexual

Background: Jackson and Jasper are twins who grew up with a tough life. They were put in foster care at a young age, but were soon kicked out when people found out about their powers. Jackson has power of fire, while Jasper has power of ice and snow. Both may be polar opposites, but they care for each other immensely.

Likes: sunglasses, shitty puns about fire, Star Wars

Dislikes: when people make fun of his brother, doctors (they tried to take his brother away), flies

Personality:

Jackson Quentin- This boy is a hot head in the most literal sense. He is a very confident man who brags about his talent, break him a little and you’ll see his true self….a sad and broken man. He hides everything under layers of confidence, flirtatious nature, and coolness.

Name: Jasper Matthew Quentin

Age: 25

Orientation: Bisexual

Background: Background: Jackson and Jasper are twins who grew up with a tough life. They were put in foster care at a young age, but were soon kicked out when people found out about their powers. Jackson has power of fire, while Jasper has power of ice and snow. Both may be polar opposites, but they care for each other immensely.

Likes: Books, quiet places, animals

Dislikes: when people bully him or his brother, arrogance, idiots

Personality: He is a very shy boy who prefers books to people. He likes to be quiet and out of the way. Even though his brother protects him physically, he is the one there to help his brother when Jackson breaks down.

Name: Scarlett Elizabeth Roland (Face claim Kathryn Newton)

Age: 23

Orientation: Pansexual

Background: No one really knows where she came from. She just appeared one day ready to safe the universe.

Likes: Adventures, kind people, knowledge

Dislikes: Arrogance, spiders, rude people

Personality: Much like The Doctor, she has a time machine clipped to her charm bracelet that can appear anytime she likes. It’s easily to transport and hide. She is an energetic girl who is always up for a good adventure. Scarlett loves everything Tolkien, Star Wars, and Star Trek. Let’s not forget Doctor Who, she ADORES that show so so so much! She tends to act like the 11th Doctor, only gets serious for certain things or in spurts.

Name: Killian Miles Everson (Face claim Chris Pine)

Age: 28

Orientation: Gay

Background: Killian is an assassin. He’s been in this business for as long as he can remember since his father was one too. He won’t give away anything personal about himself, unless you’re someone he really trusts.

Likes: Weapons, food, solitude

Dislikes: whiny people, slackers, children

Personality: He is a very cold man who only wants to get the job done and is out of there. He pushes everyone away, he hates letting people in. If you were to meet him on the street, he would seem distant and has a resting bitch face.

#my ocs

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