#hailee steinfeld fanfiction

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HAILEE STEINFELD x READER

BODYGUARD

A/N: HELLO BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE! HOW ARE YOU?

As I got swiped away by inspiration and already wrote 8 chapters for my new book, I wanted to surprise you. So I finished proofreading this a new chapter for you!

Let me know what you guys think.

Sending you so much love ❤️

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Summary: Y/N got assigned as Hailee's new bodyguard but Hailee is not so happy about it.

Warnings: just a little bit of description for harassment, but it will be gone quickly.

Word count: 21840 words.

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The sound of feet covered in combat boots echoing around in the small, empty hallway was the only sound filling the silence around, creating a calming melody to the girl’s ears as she sauntered to a closed door, stopping in front of it and knocking gently, patiently waiting for permission to enter in the office.

"Come in."

The girl opened the door right after and smiled warmly at the person sat behind the big, glass desk in the middle of the room, "good morning."

"What’s it with this formal shit, Y/N!"

"Oh my bad. Hello bitch, how are you doing?" Y/N smiled cheekily at her boss but also her longtime best friend, sitting on one of the two armchair placed right in front of the desk and crossed her left leg over her right, bent over one and looked at her friend expectantly, waiting for a witty remark.

"I would say ‘that’s better’ but I’m not so sure now." Y/N chuckled at her best friend rolling her eyes and winked at her teasingly, "anyway, I don’t want to take too much of your time up. Let’s get to the point and discuss why I called you here today."

"Alright, what is it?" Y/N looked expectantly at Clara, who was now leaning with her elbows on the desk and with her hands linked together, slipping ‘business face’ on.

"I know you got back from your last job about two weeks ago, but I have a new client and requested the best bodyguard I have. I would be a fool not giving you this job."

"Hm, the best bodyguard here. Flattery. A lot of it." Y/N teased with a proud smile, puffing out her chest, before deflating after a snort left her lips when Clara rolled her eyes good-naturedly at her best friend’s antics, "anyway, of course I will take the job, you know I get bored easily at home after a few days off. So who is this new client? A snotty young prince? A dumb heiress? Uh-oh! I know! A stuck-up model with a big God Complex? Ah they are my favorite. Their head is full of themselves, it makes me laugh every single time. Especially when they are male models."

"None of them actually. Luckily I would say." Y/N sighed out in relief at that before both shuddered loudly as they thought over enduring months and months of working with those kind of clients. A fucking tough job. "It’s an actress. She is also a singer and she is starting a tour soon. You will have to follow her around on tour and a few events she is invited to. If you do a good job, which I’m sure you will, more than perfectly, they will have you around her a lot. She is gaining fans quickly and her parents want her safe."

"Sounds good. Easy. Do I know her?" Y/N nodded gently at the job offer and got instantly excited hearing she have to follow the actress around tour. She is always happy with traveling around the world to discover new, amazing places.

"I don’t know. I’ve seen a couple of her movies, maybe you did too. She is Hailee Steinfeld."

"Oh yeah, I remember her. I listened to one of her songs yesterday on the radio. She has a beautiful voice and that song was such a bop."

"Oh great!"

"When am I starting?" Y/N asked in excitement, always wanting to work since she loved her job dearly. She doesn’t know exactly who her new client is, she just knew her name and her voice when she sang, but she will have time to do a small research about her. She always liked to be fully prepared for a body guarding job.

"Well, if you are ready, they would like for you to start now."

"What, now as in now?" Y/N asked in disbelief, her eyes widening in shock as she realized what her best friend just said.

"Yeah, it was kinda fast." Y/N snorted at that as she shook her head in amusement.

"That’s an understatement Clar. But I will accept. How much time do I have to get ready for her tour?"

"2 weeks I think. She is finishing a movie and then she is off for tour. You can meet her today. Her mom called me this morning asking me if it was okay to join them today."

"Sure, no problem. Are we still up for drinks tonight right?"

"Are you kidding me? I’ve been holed up here for the entire week. I need a break."

"Hm, when you say break you actually mean a good fuck right?" Y/N teased her best friend, who looked at her in fake outrage as she placed her hand on her chest feigning taking offense from Y/N’s words.

"Excuse me?!"

"Don’t act so innocent all of a sudden. I’m the one that has to be your wingwoman."

"Go before I decide to fire you as my wingwoman and as a bodyguard."

Y/N chuckled as she sat up and walked around the desk to give her best friend a big, warm hug before promising to pick her up at 7 for their usual Friday night full of drinks. As Y/N exited the building and climbed into her car, her phone dinged with a text message her best friend sent her with all the information she needed about her new job and the location Hailee was actually in right now to go there and meet her. She put the address in her GPS and drove away into the busy streets of LA.

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"Name please?" Y/N lifted her sunglasses up her head and looked at the security guard outside the set Hailee was filming in, smiling at him politely.

"Hi, Y/N Y/L/N. I am Miss Steinfeld’s new bodyguard. My agency should’ve already sent all the information needed."

"Ah yes. Here you are. You can park right beside Miss Steinfeld’s trailer. You have to turn left, then right, then right again and you should find it right away. Her name is on the door." Y/N listened carefully to the guard’s directions after he lifted the automatic barrier and let her enter the set’s parking lot. "Have a nice day!"

"Thank you so much. Have a nice day!" Y/N followed the guard’s directions and drove through the set’s parking lot, stopping a few minutes later when she saw a trailer parked in the middle of a deserted part of the parking lot with just 2 cars parked near it. Y/N parked her car right beside a a black Porsche and exited the vehicle, locking it before making her way towards the entrance of the trailer to read once again the name on its door and to make sure it was actually Hailee’s trailer.

"Mom, I already told you that I didn’t need a bodyguard. I don’t want one!"

"Haiz please, listen to me. You are going on tour soon and for the first part of it we can’t be there with you. You are gaining fans fast and we are worried about your safety."

"Yeah, you could’ve tied me to my tour bus or you could’ve locked me into my room. It’s the same, right mom?" Y/N listens to two voices argue, loud enough for her to hear it but just quiet enough to not let everyone around them hear them. She didn’t peer around the trailer to watch who was arguing to avoid being caught eavesdropping, but from what she could hear, she assumed she pretty much was the subject of the argument between Hailee and her mother.

"Haiz, I know you are saying this because you are angry at me and your dad for making this decision without asking you for your opinion, but trust me it was a decision made for your own good."

"Yeah, yeah. Sure. Thanks." Y/N was debating in her mind if she should make her presence known or not, fearing she would get caught by someone, especially from Hailee or her mother.

"Excuse me Miss Steinfeld, but we are ready to shoot again." Y/N sighed out loud when she heard someone approach the two women and quickly ran to her car when she heard footsteps approach where she was leaning on the other trailer’s side.

"Thank you Simon. I will be there in 5 minutes."

Y/N had just the time to close her door quietly before two figures rounded the corner from the back of the trailer, taking just a second to look at them before opening her car door and feigning arriving just in that moment as she adjusted her leather jacket before closing her car door and locking the vehicle again, feeling a pair of eyes watching her movements. "Hm, hello?" Y/N spoke up tentatively, feeling a little bit uneasy at the two pair of eyes staring at them.

"Hi dear, can we help you?" The shorter of the two women asked in a gentle and soft voice, smiling politely at her as she approached them, while the taller one stayed in silence, standing beside the shorter woman with a rigid stance, her arms crossed and her face stoic with her eyebrows furrowed angrily.

"Yes, hi. I am looking for Miss Hailee Steinfeld."

"She is right here." The shorter woman pointed to the taller one with a smile just as Y/N stopped in front of them. "I’m Cheri, her mom."

"Oh, nice to meet you Mrs. Steinfeld, Miss Steinfeld, I’m Y/N Y/L/N. I was assigned to you to be your new bodyguard." Y/N stretched her arm over to shake Cheri’s hand first before doing the same with a reluctant Hailee.

"Oh dear, there’s no need for these formalities, just call me Cheri!" Y/N returned Cheri’s warm smile and nodded softly at her request, "anyway, welcome! I’m afraid we don’t have much time to discuss things since Hailee needs to go back on set, but you can stay with me until she finishes for the day."

"That would be great!"

And they were off, walking towards the set with Cheri talking excitedly to Y/N, telling her how excited she is Y/N was assigned to Hailee as her new bodyguard, how much she admired her for doing such a difficult and sometimes dangerous job, and Y/N listened with rapt attention and with slight amusement at the woman’s enthusiasm but she couldn’t help but notice Hailee stayed quiet the entire walk towards the set with her jaw set and her nostrils flared a bit as she stared with furrowed eyebrows ahead of her. "We’ll wait here sweety, then we will discuss everything after you’re done for the day."

"Okay, see you later."

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After about three hours Hailee joined them back where she left, her face conveying her tiredness but Y/N could still see in her eyes she was still slightly mad at her mom for hiring a bodyguard she apparently didn’t want from what Y/N gathered when she eavesdropped Hailee’s and Cheri’s argument earlier that day.

"I already ordered burgers baby. They should be here soon." Cheri told her daughter as she approached them and when Cheri’s hand caressed Hailee’s bicep, Y/N watched as a bit of her anger slipped away and got replaced by a loving glint.

"Thanks, shall we go?"

Y/N couldn’t help but notice a small change in Hailee’s behavior compared to the one before shooting back on set. Maybe she cooled off a bit or maybe she had time to think over her mother’s words during filming, but Y/N was glad that she actually came around her mother’s decision, decision she found truly heartwarming. "How was shooting, honey?"

"It was good. A little bit stressing towards the end of it since Nelly couldn’t remember the right line and she had some troubles getting it right, but it was fun as always."

"Oh I’m so sorry for her. She must be exhausted."

"Yeah, she came back from another set three days ago. She has so many projects going on right now."

Y/N didn’t know who Hailee and Cheri were talking about but she assumed they were talking about one of Hailee’s co-star. "Y/N, dear, have you already worked for another actress or actor before?" Cheri asked Y/N with a small smile as they approached Hailee’s trailer in the set’s parking lot.

"Yes, I have. Quite a few. I started my body guarding job with an actress actually. I remember being so anxious and so nervous all the time. But with time you develop more confidence, you become more confident, you learn how to control your emotions and act rationally and logically. You have to be strategic when needed and you must have a clear mind when a dangerous situation unfolds before you so you can protect your client."

"Oh wow!" Cheri exclaimed, her eyes shining with curiosity that Y/N found extremely cute but she couldn’t help but notice Hailee scoffing under her breath as she rolled her eyes, now being the one curious about the actress’ reaction to her words.

"Anyway, it becomes ‘easier’ with time, even though there is nothing easy in this job." Y/N clarified with a small smile directed at Cheri, since the singer wasn’t exactly paying attention to her as she fished her iPhone out of her pocket and started texting someone.

"Oh I’m sure. Y/N, I know how much you’ve worked with your agency and how much of an hard worker you are, that’s why I specifically asked for you. I know Clara. She is one of my dearest friend’s niece. I asked her to assign Hailee one of her best bodyguards and she immediately told me your name and everything you’ve done during your time in her agency."

"Yeah, we pretty much funded it together. We started together."

"For how long have you known her?" Y/N watched as sheer curiosity glistened in Cheri’s eyes and felt her chest flutter at how comforting her attitude is. She couldn’t help tilting upward her lips when she noticed Hailee had her eyes still on her phone but she stopped typing away on it, clearly interested in the conversation going on between Y/N and Cheri as she tried to listen carefully even if she was acting disinterested. They arrived at the trailer and settled in, Y/N sitting on a loveseat, while Hailee and Cheri sat on the couch in front of Y/N.

"We met in college. She was my roommate."

"Oh that’s wonderful dear! I’m so glad Clara assigned you-." Cheri got interrupted when a knock on Hailee’s trailer’s door echoed around the makeshift living room, "it must be the delivery guy with our order. One second, I’ll be right back."

"Yeah, sure." Y/N awkwardly looked around the room with her hands entwined, not really knowing what to say now that she is alone with Hailee, but trying to find something to say since she will be her bodyguard from now on and they will need to start some kind of civil relationship between them. "How was your day on set?"

"Good." Y/N had a feeling that that one word answer will be the only thing that will leave Hailee’s mouth and sighed out softly. The singer’s tone wasn’t exactly harsh or conveyed hostility, but it held a dryness in them that told Y/N she was still pretty mad at her mother or even Y/N herself for this situation. Not that Y/N had a say in all of this. She was just doing her job.

"Okay! Here I am!" Cheri came back a minute later, carrying two dark paper bags full of their food and Y/N immediately sat up to go help Cheri, feeling Hailee’s eyes on her in the process but paying no mind to it. "Oh thank you, dear."

"You’re welcome." Y/N smiled widely at Cheri, who grinned back at her with sweetness seeping out of her every pore before they settled everything on the kitchen table, with surprisingly Hailee’s help, who got up a minute after Y/N.

"Let’s dig in. I’m starving." Hailee stated, making her mother chuckle with a fond smile on her lips and gestured to Y/N to eat before joining them.

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"Have you got everything, honey? Did you pack everything?"

"Yes, mom!" Hailee laughed good-naturedly at her mother’s anxiety as she made her check her suitcases 4 times and go over the list she made of things she had to pack at least 10 times to make sure she packed everything with her before making her finally close her suitcases to bring them down to put them in her tour bus. "I literally have the list memorized by now." Hailee smiled lovingly at her mother as she checked the list for the umpteenth time before meeting her eyes and nodding at her.

"Okay, yeah. You’re right. Sorry. I- I’m just a bit stressed. You’re going on tour and I want to make sure you have everything with you."

"I know mom. I got everything. I checked everything before closing all my suitcases." Hailee smiled warmly at her mother before chuckling softly under her breath with fondness swirling around her brown irises when she watched her mother fold the piece of paper with the list on it and nod gently at her.

"Good! That’s good. Hm, alright it seems you’re ready to go. Oh no! It’s getting late!" Cheri took a look on the watch on her wrist and placed her right hand on her cheek in shock when she looked at the time. They were running a bit late.

"Yeah, we need to go." Hailee hugged her mother before doing the same with her father and her brother then walked in her tour bus and closing the door, making sure to lock it before making her way further into the bus to settle everything down. She felt the bus start moving and sighed out contentedly.

"Hi." Y/N had to swallow the soft snort that was ready to come out of her mouth when Hailee jumped up in fright with a small squeal at Y/N’s voice echoing around the silent bus.

"Oh shit. Fuck! You scared me."

"Sorry. I didn’t mean to scare you. I didn’t know how to make my presence known without scaring you, I guess I didn’t do a good job." Y/N chuckling softly while scratching the back of her head, the grimacing to try to convey her regret for scaring the singer.

"Well- don’t worry. I guess it’s definitely better than doing a sudden loud noise or something like that."

"Yeah, I guess." Y/N chuckled softly under her breath, emitting another soft chuckle then let a small smile adorn her lips as she looked at Hailee for a few seconds before focusing on her hands in her lap, feeling slightly awkward being in a room alone with Hailee since they had never been alone again since when first meeting almost 10 days prior.

"Hm, what are you doing here?" Hailee asked as she played with her fingers, wringing them gently as she tried to focus her gaze on anything but Y/N, clearly feeling the awkwardness between them. It’s not that they started off on a wrong foot, but Hailee still strongly believes she doesn’t need a bodyguard while on tour and she hadn’t acknowledged Y/N, just the bare minimum.

"Your mom told me to stay here with you." Y/N answered with a serious, business-like tone. She had always been a professional at work and had never, not even once let her emotions show or let them control her, but since Hailee had never been friendly with her, always acting annoyed by Y/N’s presence, almost like she blamed Y/N for being there to protect her when she was just doing her job, she decided to build a wall between them and act just with Hailee just like Hailee is acting with her.

"Oh, yeah right. To protect me." Hailee stressed the word ‘protect’ out with a sarcastic tilt in her tone and Y/N felt annoyance bubble in the pit of her stomach, but she tried to swallow her comeback down to prevent starting an argument with her new client.

"Yeah." Y/N trailed off for a few seconds to collect her thoughts and try to not sound annoyed as she felt to Hailee, "that’s what I do. It’s my job."

"I don’t doubt that, trust me. It’s just that, like I’ve been trying to say for the past 10 days, I don’t need protection!"

"Yeah, I heard you. Your mother heard you. Your father heard you. But they are still worried. Fans can get crazy. They are all amazing, but sometimes meeting your idol makes you go a little crazy. Trust me, I met a lot of them. A few of them were pretty crazy."

"But not my fans."

"I’m not saying that. I’m just saying that fans can be a lot sometimes, especially after waiting for you for an entire day at a venue or at the airport. They are loyal, passionate, loving. And that can get too much sometimes."

"Yeah, sure. Whatever." Y/N resisted the urge to roll her eyes as Hailee dismissed her as she wasn’t paying attention anymore with a wave of her hand and rummaged around the kitchen for a mug. "I’m just changing a few things from now on. When we’re stopping for a break in about an hour, you’re gonna leave me alone. I don’t need a babysitter."

"I’m not a babysitter." Y/N countered back with a strong but still polite tone, crossing her arms and staring at Hailee hard.

"Yeah sure, but I still want to be left alone. I do not agree with my mother’s choice of giving me a bodyguard, but I have to accept it in some way. But what I don’t accept is you staying here when you can easily stay with the crew on the other bus. I want my privacy."

"Okay well. I will go on the other bus as you wish." Y/N gave in dryly, not wanting to keep discussing this subject, stood up right after and, without sparing Hailee another look, walked into the driver’s cabin and asked him to pull over and let her walk out of the bus. Thankfully he stopped immediately after her request, communicating what he was doing to the other driver and without even saying anything else to Hailee, she walked out of the bus and got on the other one.

-

"Yeah, yeah, totally. Oh, yes, we just got here." Hailee opened her tour bus’ door as soon as it stopped, finally arriving in Phoenix, the first city that will start Hailee’s worldwide tour. "Yeah, I am getting off of the bus right now and I’ll go in the venue for the soundcheck."

Hailee stopped in her tracks on the last step to get off the tour bus when she came face to face with Y/N, already waiting for her with her arms crossed and stoic face to accompany her in the venue. "Hi."

"Yeah no, sorry mom. Line got interrupted for a second." Hailee ignored Y/N and visibly rolled her eyes, letting out a huff through her nose as she descended the last step off the tour bus and walked away from Y/N, huffing out again when she heard over her mother’s voice through her iPhone’s loudspeaker steps following her, annoyed about Y/N following her around. "Okay, I will. I need to go now. Okay, bye mom. Love you."

Hailee waited for her mom to say ‘I love you’ back before hanging up the phone. "Are we ready to start our first soundcheck for the first date of this tour?!"

"Hell yeah!" Hailee high-fived her guitarist before doing the same with the drummer, joining her at her sides then walking inside the venue. Hailee took a second to sweep her eyes all over the place, taking it in and smiling widely when she imagined the venue being completely filled with her fans that night. "Hm, I missed this so much." Hailee stated out loud, letting out a sigh as she soaked up in the feeling of finally being back on tour.

"Hey, Y/N! It’s nice to see you again." Y/N smirked smugly when Hailee furrowed her brows and turned her head around in confusion when her drummer said ‘hi’ to Y/N, Hailee then noticed the smug grin on Y/N’s face and rolled her eyes in annoyance before turning back around and walking towards the stage.

"Hey Mick. How is it going? Everything already set up?" Y/N asked enthusiastically at the young man smiling back at her, who walked into step with her as she walked behind Hailee, now a few feet from them. "Excited for tonight?"

"Oh yes! Everything is set up. I’m so thrilled for tonight. I can’t believe it’s sold out on the first night already." The brown eyed young man looked at the stage with a big, bright smile before looking at Y/N again, "so everything is going good. Great even."

"Cool. Are we ready for the soundcheck? Can I go get my in-ear monitors in?" Hailee butted in the conversation and asked just as enthusiastically, eyeing the stage some more before focusing her attention back on her drummer.

"Oh yes! I have them already. Go get ready."

"M’kay, ready for soundcheck in 5 minutes, Mick."

"Okay!"

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"Are you ready?" Hailee’s makeup artist asked in a soft voice as she applied the last touches of makeup on the singer backstage, Hailee nodding gently as she stared ahead of her after taking a deep breath, making the makeup artist smile warmly at her.

"I’m a bit nervous." Hailee admitted as she bit on her bottom lip anxiously, watching from her position in the backstage the lights on stage changing colors while the music in the background became louder and louder each passing second, signaling and warning her she only had about 10 seconds before going on stage, the beats of the drums reverberating through her ribcage, filling her up with adrenaline.

"You’re gonna do great." Y/N shouted over Hailee’s fans loud screams and smiled encouragingly at her, shocked to see a small grin directed back at her after the singer moved her focus from the stage to her, meeting her gaze briefly then returning her eyes back on stage, taking one last deep breath before running on stage, saying ‘hi’ to her fans that erupted in the loudest collective scream yet.

"Hello everybody! How are you?" Hailee laughed into the mic when her fans screamed louder and shook her head fondly before continuing, "I can see you’re doing great! Let’s get this show started, shall we?"

-

Y/N had to admit the concert was amazing. The fans were crazy for Hailee and Hailee put one hell of a show for them. Y/N had travelled a lot and she had seen a lot of concerts when she was a singer’s bodyguard and she had seen a lot of crazy fans, a lot of them were crazy, but she had never seen so much love being directed at a singer with that intensity, with so much warmth. It was endearing, truly. "WOHO! HOW WAS THAT?!"

"You did amazing. Congratulations."

Hailee turned around to stare back at Y/N, still not expecting her acting so nicely after treating her so poorly. "Thank you!"

Y/N smiled warmly at Hailee but the brown haired girl just reciprocated with a tight lipped smile before turning towards her dancers engulfing her in a big group hug, "hey, great show!"

Mick high-fived Y/N enthusiastically and giggled alongside her while bumping their shoulders together, watching as the dancers surrounding Hailee now started jumping up and down with her in the middle and screaming at the top of their lungs. "And it’s just the beginning."

"Do you think it will get crazier?" Y/N asked with an incredulous voice, watching Mick nod with widened eyes. "Really?!"

"Yes! Hailee’s fans are the best. They are so passionate about her! It’s amazing."

"I saw them during the concert. I still have to ‘encounter’ them in other occasions but I can see they are passionate." Y/N admitted as she watched Hailee interact with her dancers as she smiled widely, "I guess I will need to be extra careful, right?"

"Eh, not that much. They are respectful. Most of them at least. She had almost zero encounters with ‘batshit crazy’ fans."

"That’s good to know. I had a quite a few with that kind of fans and trust me, it’s not a pretty sight to witness."

"Oh I’m sure." Mick snorted under his breath before shaking his head softly, "but I’m sure it’s fun and exciting, am I right?"

"In some way yeah. But I guess when you need to protect your client, you are worried too. Even if there isn’t too much danger."

"Oh yeah, right." Mick seemed to ask something else, but he never got the chance because Jasmine, one of the dancers, came sauntering towards them with a big grin and interrupted them.

"GUYS! GET READY! WE’RE GOING TO PARTY!"

"What?" Y/N snorted when Mick asked that question with his eyebrows furrowed and a confused expression on his face.

"You heard me. We are going to celebrate the first concert of the tour!"

"You already planned everything, didn’t you?" Mick asked with a mischievous grin on his lips as he crossed his arms and looked at Jasmine knowingly.

"Well, yeah! C’mon, we’ve known each other for years!" Y/N watched as Mick chuckled with a small nod as Jasmine circled her arm around his shoulders and side-hugged him tightly.

"Fair enough. Anyway, I’m always in when there is alcohol involved."

"Y/N, are you in?" Jasmine asked with a smile, rolling a strand of hair around her index finger and looking at the Y/H/C girl expectantly.

"I kinda have to." Y/N replied with a snort, "you guys kinda have to be friends with me, because wherever Hailee goes, I go too. But I’m glad you invited me, so I don’t feel like I’m crushing on you guys’ night."

Mick and Jasmine laughed at her joke and both punched her shoulders as they shook their heads, "you sound like a jealous girlfriend."

Y/N snorted out loud at Mick’s joke before flipping him off, making him laugh harder alongside Jasmine. "C’mon you two, let’s get drunk!"

-

"I know! But at least I got free alcohol!" Jasmine laughed care-freely as she sipped on her drink, moving her head to the beat of the song playing in the club while eyeing her friends in the vip area dancing.

"We got free alcohol. Thank you Jaz!" Mick leaned over the table and high-fived Jasmine then doing the same with Y/N, who was only paying half attention to what they were saying as she tried to keep her gaze focused on Hailee dancing with a few of her dancers on the dance floor not too far from them. "Dude you now look like a jealous girlfriend. Chill. She is with us. She is safe."

"Stop harassing her Mick. She is doing her job." Jasmine leaned over the table to slap Mick’s shoulder before sitting back on her chair and patting Y/N’s hand gently, drawing her full attention. "Don’t listen to him Y/N."

"Oh trust me, I’m not. And I never will." Y/N joked with a mischievous smile directed at Mick, making him gasp with an offended face, his mouth opened in an O shape and his eyebrows drawn together, but she purposefully ignored him and focused her attention on Jasmine instead. "I just- I don’t want to be too oppressive. She doesn’t want me here. But her mom does. I want her to trust her mom is right. I am not her enemy. Nor are her fans. But sometimes things get crazy and I am here to protect her if it will ever happen."

"Don’t worry Y/N. She will come around eventually." Jasmine assured Y/N with a warm smile.

"Yeah, she will. I am sure of that." Mick caught Y/N’s attention by laying a hand on the Y/H/C girl and patting it gently.

"Thank you guys." Y/N smiled in appreciation at her friends, who just lifted their drinks and winked at her with small grins of their own.

"I need a drink." Y/N snorted under her breath when another dancer, Tess, walked at their table and sat unceremoniously down on the chair beside her, a bit sweaty and out of breath. "Can you go get me one Mick?"

"Sure. For 200 dollars."

"What?! C’mon! You came here to sit three songs ago! I need to rest." Tess argued as she groaned at Mick’s mischievous expression.

"Not my fault. You could’ve joined me then and you could’ve rested enough to get a drink." Mick countered back with mirth glowing in his eyes. Despite his words, Y/N saw Mick gripping the chair’s armrests, a clear sign he is ready to get up, and that gesture made Y/N smile fondly as she witnessed the drummer mess around a little bit with Tess.

"Ugh, you’re an asshole." Tess flipped him off before sending him a kiss when he got up from his chair right after. "Love you!"

"Yeah, yeah." Mick waved Tess off before walking towards the small group still dancing and talked to Luke and Mark quickly, before walking towards the VIP area’s bar. He probably asked his friends to get drinks for everyone and not too long after everyone joined the table when Mick, Luke and Mark brought shots and drinks. Everyone except Hailee. Y/N was ready to sit up and join her to keep an eye on her closely, but Tess passed her a shot and made her cheer with everyone else. Then another. When the third one arrived in a very short time, Y/N declined it since she was technically working and that made her senses go back on alert, chancing a look at Hailee, expecting her to dance with the few people dancing on the dance floor, but she was met with uncomfortable eyes that were clearly asking for help. With a lightning-fast movement she sat up from her chair and strode towards the dance floor.

"C’mon, let me buy you a drink babe."

"Do not call me babe. I said no. Thank you." Hailee talked slowly but with a firm voice, her tone a bit lower and full of anger and annoyance.

"Then let’s dance a bit before getting that drink. I promise I will make worth your while."

Y/N wanted to punch that douchebag’s face repeatedly when she heard the conversation going on as she got closer to Hailee and a small curly, dark brown haired boy, watching as he ogled Hailee with his brown eyes. "Is there a problem here?"

"No. Bye."

Y/N had to restrain herself when the boy answered before Hailee could, not even moving his eyes from her chest before meeting Hailee’s gaze with a disgusting flirty smile, "where were we? Oh yeah, we were about to dance. Or we could skip the dance and the drink and get right to the good part."

"Like a said no. A million times no."

"But-."

"You heard her. No." Y/N interrupted him as she crossed her arms under her chest and approached Hailee slightly, noticing how she leaned a bit over her as she tried to move away from the boy.

"Who are you?" Y/N had to physically restrain herself from punching repeatedly this douchebag’s smug face by closing her hands into tight fists, feeling her short nails sink deep into her palm and creating a grounding stinging, and by taking a deep, calming breath but it proved to be a really difficult task when the douchebag’s face twisted in disgust, "go find another girl to hit on, she is not interested."

Y/N’s patience was becoming thinner by the second and closed her eyes for a second to stop from head-butting hard this jerk, before opening her Y/E/C eyes again and focusing her cold gaze on him, "the only person I want to hit, hard, right now it’s you. Don’t test my patience. I’m here to tell you to go fuck yourself."

"Nice try, but I’m not going anywhere. Not without her at least." Hailee frowned in disgust when the boy winked at her in something that he may have considered seductive before focusing his gaze back on Y/N. "So why don’t you go bother someone else?"

"Did I stutter? Go. Fuck. Yourself."

"Listen-."

"No you listen for once. I said no. NO. A million times no. I guess you don’t take a no for an answer but I don’t care. I said no. I’m not going anywhere with you. And apologize to her since she had been nice enough to not beating the shit out of you."

"Oh I got it now. You two are together. It’s fine. We can arrange something." Y/N and Hailee facepalmed right away as they stared dumbly at him for a few seconds but they sighed loudly when they noticed he was actually serious.

"We’re not together. I am her friend."

Hailee was glad Y/N didn’t use the word ‘bodyguard’ since this jerk seemed to be so dense and dumb that he would’ve thought about some kinky role play shit he would’ve wanted to join. "We are her friends and we tell you to go nicely. Don’t let me repeat myself or the word ‘nicely’ won’t be used again."

Hailee turned her head around and smiled warmly at Jasmine and Mick behind her mimicking Y/N’s pose and watching the boy with a withering glare, "ugh fine, you bitch were too fucking haughty and snob to fuck."

The boy turned around with a scoff and went to walk away, but Y/N stopped him right after, "oh hey! You forgot something."

"What?" The boy didn’t have time to turn fully around before Y/N’s fist collided with his cheek hard and made him fall down on the floor with a grunt that almost got covered by the cheers and loud wolf whistles from her friends as they cheered Y/N on.

"There. Now you can go to hell asshole."

-

After about an hour, Y/N walked out of the club, following Hailee closely as she talked animatedly with two of her dancers about something Y/N wasn’t exactly paying attention to. "You don’t have to worry about that, we will blame Pete for that."

"Hey!" Y/N smiled softly at the boy in question protesting, lowering her head down and watching her feet move on the concrete for a few moments before looking up ahead again.

"Don’t worry, we won’t do that." Hailee was quick to reassure with a calming, comforting tone but her innocent expression then broke into a mischievous smile a second later, "maybe."

"I hate you two!" Pete put his hands on Hailee’s and Lorna’s shoulders, walking respectively on his left and on his right side, and pushed them to the side, making them stumble in their steps.

"That’s our stop. We’ll see you tomorrow. Goodnight Haiz." Lorna and Pete hugged Hailee tightly, doing the same with everyone that wasn’t on the bus they were staying in then walked in their bus.

"I’ll join you guys in a second. I will walk Hailee to her bus."

"Okay." Jasmine lifted her thumb up and nodded at her after she hugged Hailee goodnight and walked alongside her friends to their bus.

"Hm, I need to walk you back to your bus then I’ll leave you alone." Y/N told Hailee in an awkward stance and shrugged softly.

"Okay." Hailee nodded and started walking the few steps towards her tour bus, hearing Y/N catch up with her not even a second later.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah." Y/N didn’t believe Hailee not even for a second, she saw her bite on her bottom lip and fidget with her hands nervously since they left the club not too long ago, making Y/N ask if Hailee was okay.

"Are you sure? You seem a little bit- lost? Deep in thought. I just want to make sure you are okay."

"I am just a little bit shaken by what happened." Hailee finally admitted after a few seconds of silence, causing Y/N’s heart to clench at her quiet voice.

"I am so sorry." Y/N apologized with a regretful expression on her face and looked at Hailee with remorse clear in her Y/E/C eyes, "I shouldn’t have sat down at the table. I should’ve been right beside you so he wouldn’t have approached you in the first place." Y/N looked down at her feet for a few seconds in shame before looking back into Hailee’s brown irises when she felt them on her, finding nothing but fondness in those mesmerizing irises.

"Y/N, it’s not your fault. I actually really appreciated you giving me space and not staying glued to me all night long. I might not wanted and I might still not want you here since I don’t think getting a bodyguard was necessary but I understand my mother’s worries and I respect your job. And you did an amazing job. You came at the right time and helped me out and I’m grateful for that. Stop beating yourself up. You did nothing wrong."

"I know, but I should’ve arrived earlier. I should’ve stopped him before he could’ve approached you. I was distracted and I shouldn’t have been distracted. Not when I am working."

Hailee smiled tenderly at her before placing a hand on her right shoulder and caressed it softly in a comforting manner. "It’s okay. You need to have some fun too!"

"I don’t. Not when I’m working." Y/N countered back with her eyebrows furrowed and shook her head in denial, "my priority is your safety and I can’t protect you if I am distracted. It won’t happen again."

"Okay, stop. Hold on. Let me open the door and we can keep talking." Hailee rummaged in her purse to find the tour bus’ keys and opened the door, then signaled for Y/N to enter, but the girl shook her head and signaled her to go in first. Hailee rolled her eyes good-naturedly and shook her head with a small smile before she realized Y/N wasn’t going to give in and walked in first.

"Wow, what a mess!" Y/N said out loud and widened eyes comically as she took in the place, full of clothes scattered all over the living room’s floor and couches.

"Yeah sorry, I was trying to unpack a few things."

"All of this is a bit more than a few things." Y/N joked as she looked at Hailee comically and the girl shrugged shyly.

"Anyway, we started on a wrong foot. Especially because of me. Let’s start over. I will try to be more polite to you if you will try to have fun when needed."

"Oh I didn’t realize this was a negotiation." Y/N cracked another joke, smiling mischievously at Hailee while shaking her index finger to point at Hailee and herself, the singer scoffing with another good-naturedly roll of her eyes. "Anyway, I will try. But your safety has to come first."

"Deal."

-

"Ugh, Y/N relax. You don’t need to walk me back every night to my trailer, especially when it’s 10 feet away from the entrance!"

"I am sorry, but this is the protocol. It’s my job to be sure you are safe in your trailer."

"Yeah, okay, but no one is around. My fans are on the other side of the venue."

"I still will walk you back in your trailer." Hailee huffed out a small laugh as she fished her keys from her stage pants she stashed in there after grabbing them on the counter in her changing room before walking out of the venue and unlocked her tour bus door. "I-."

"Like every other night for the past month, no. You don’t need to check the bus. It was locked."

"Okay." Y/N sighed dejectedly, scratching her forehead in frustration at Hailee’s stubbornness as she looked the singer in her eyes, "you did great tonight by the way."

"Thank you." Hailee smiled widely at the compliment, adrenaline still pumping hard in her veins at how wonderful the concert was that night. The crowd was ecstatic and the atmosphere was amazing.

"Goodnight."

"Goodnight Y/N."

-

Y/N could hear Hailee’s name being screamed by the ecstatic crowd from the backstage and couldn’t help but smile at how passionate Hailee’s fans were and how much love they showed her, "okay, all set. You can go on stage now."

"What’s up everybody!" Y/N smiled widely when Hailee run up on stage and the whole crowd erupted in a loud scream of excitement at her sight, "wow, I see you are happy to see me!"

No matter how many times she saw it, Y/N was still stunned how much loved Hailee was by her fans. She had travelled a lot and she had been pretty famous singer’s bodyguard before, and even if Hailee’s fans weren’t that much compared to the singers’ fans Y/N had worked for, she could see the real passion, affection and love they had for Hailee. A lot of really famous singers have also a lot of ‘occasional’ fans in the crowd that are there at their concert just to watch them live, but with Hailee’s fans Y/N could see every single one of them would go to every single one of Hailee’s shows, they weren’t just occasional fans. "WOHO! WHAT A GREAT SHOW!"

"Fuck you Mick! You will make me go deaf one of these days."

"Nah, you’ll be just fine." Mick waved her off and snickered as he circled his arm around Y/N’s shoulders and hugged her closer for a moment before pulling away.

A few seconds later a body crashed into her back as it crawled over it, giving her just a few seconds to react and grab the person’s thighs to prevent them to fall on the ground, "Y/N! I missed you!"

"Jaz we saw each other 2 hours ago!"

"I know! But I still missed you!" Y/N smiled warmly at her friend as she hugged her tightly and shook her head before putting her down gently.

"Oh yeah! I’m gonna change quickly. I wanna say ‘hi’ to them." Y/N heard Hailee speak to her manager not too far from her and watched curiously as she run to the hallway that led to the dressing rooms, already knowing she was talking about going to say ‘hi’ to her fans waiting outside the arena. She followed her and waited patiently outside her dressing room as Hailee finished changing from her stage clothes and walked her to her fans when she finished, watching with fondness in her eyes Hailee talk to her fans, signing their pictures of her and taking selfies with them. It was calm for almost 10 minutes until a fight started not too far away from them, a few rows back, between a few Hailee’s fans. A few screams could be heard and Y/N, waiting patiently a few feet behind Hailee until then, immediately jumped into action and went to take Hailee away from the scene, since the arena’s guards already got it covered, but the singer walked forward to try to calm everyone down slipping from Y/N’s grasp. Y/N saw from the corner of her eyes as she walked again towards Hailee, a girl crashing into another girl holding a beer and accidentally breaking the bottle onto the barrier on her left, before another girl crashed onto her side and made her stumble forward, dangerously close to Hailee, as she walked a few steps forward to try to help and calm everyone down. "Guys, please let’s just-."

"Hailee!" Y/N got in front of Hailee’s just in time. The Y/H/C girl grabbed the singer’s forearm and pulled her behind her back as she got in front of her a second before the broken bottle got pushed into her lower stomach while the girl holding the bottle fell down on the floor right in front of Y/N’s feet. Y/N grunted in pain when she felt a big piece of glass embed in her skin and flesh, while the rest fell down on the floor and crashed into pieces, but the Y/H/C girl pushed the pain away to protect Hailee and moved her away from the hassle. "We need to go."

"Oh shit- Y/N!"

"We need to go now. I need to escort you away to a safe place."

"B-but we need to look at that-."

"I’ll be fine." Y/N gritted through her teeth as she ignored the excruciating pain and grunted out loud when she pushed Hailee towards the direction of her tour bus.

"Y/N we seriously need to call someone." Y/N grunted back in protest as she kept pushing Hailee towards the bus and signaled for her to open the door as she looked around for anymore treats. "Y/N, please. You’re bleeding."

"I will check it as soon as I am sure you are safe and now-." Y/N trailed off as she closed the door behind her and locked the door. "Now you are." Y/N sighed out loud as she laid her back on the closed door for just a moment before she pushed past the pain for a few more seconds to check the entire bus to be completely sure Hailee was safe.

"Okay, now please, stop here and let me check." Hailee leaned her hands on Y/N’s shoulders when she joined her back on the living area and pushed down gently to let her lay her butt on the small table behind her. "Oh fuck. It looks bad." Hailee stated, examining the big red spot on Y/N’s white t-shirt with a worried expression on her face.

"Can you- l-lift the shirt?"

"I don’t know." Y/N grunted in pain when Hailee just grazed the hem of Y/N’s shirt and stopped her movements right away.

"Fuck." Y/N hissed out loud and retracted her body abruptly from Hailee’s grasp, "sorry, just- be careful."

"I am." Hailee replied softly with a small smile, "I think we should let it be checked." Hailee repeated as she looked once again at the blood stained patch on Y/N’s white shirt, biting her bottom lip nervously. A few seconds later she felt the bus move and instinctively looked at the closed door separating the living area from the driving cabin at the front of the bus with her eyebrows furrowed together. "No, no, no! We should stop."

"No, it’s okay. It’s important that we get away from that chaos. We can handle it. Wait, let me rephrase that. I can handle it. I don’t want to bother you too much. I will go into the bathroom and as soon as we are far away I will go into my bus." Y/N announced as she lifted herself off the table with another pained grunt and limped a few steps towards the bathroom to check herself the damage that broken bottle did to her, but a gentle hand on her right bicep stopped her in her tracks.

"You can’t be serious Y/N. I will help you." Y/N smiled in appreciation at the soft tone Hailee used and nodded gently at her, who nodded back with a small grin of her own, "okay, now stay put. I don’t want to hurt you if you move."

"Yeah, okay." Y/N let herself be lead by Hailee back towards the table, making her sit back down on the table and slowly but more firmly this time, lifted Y/N’s t-shirt to assess Y/N’s injury, carefully slipping the shirt away from the glass before pulling it up under her chest.

"Oh shit." Y/N gasped out loud when she felt the cold air hit her hot skin and chanced a glance down her lower stomach.

"Oh shit." Y/N repeated Hailee’s words and stared at the big piece of green glass embedded into her skin. "Fuck."

"Sorry!" Hailee grimaced in apology as she tentatively grazed the piece of glass to assess the damage.

"Don’t worry." Y/N said through gritted teeth as she tried to subdue the stinging sensation in her lower stomach, "it has to be taken out."

"Wait- do you want me to-? No! No way." Hailee asked when she moved her eyes away from Y/N’s injury and found her Y/E/C eyes staring at her expectantly.

"Hailee please, we still need to drive for a bit more and I am starting to feel dizzy. So we need to take this out and stop me from bleeding out. I would have done it myself but I don’t have enough energy in me to pull it out neatly, I would cause more unnecessary damage. So please, I know I am asking too much, but you are my greatest option right now."

"Geez, talk about ‘no pressure’." Hailee joked and made Y/N chuckle airily under her breath as she smiled fondly at the singer.

"Yeah." Y/N shook her head and looked at Hailee amusedly, "sorry but it is what it is."

"No I got it." Y/N smiled fondly at Hailee and nodded once before letting her continue, "I just don’t want to screw it up. And I don’t want to hurt you."

"Don’t worry, you won’t. You will do great. I will guide you through it all."

"Why do I feel like it’s not your first time being this heavily injured?"

"Because it’s not. I liked to get into a lot of trouble in high school." Hailee smiled mischievously down at her but in her eyes Y/N could see worry and apprehension as she stared into her brown irises.

"Hm, why am I not surprised?" Y/N snorted under her breath and blushed slightly under Hailee’s gaze, "anyway, we should probably focus. I seriously need to take this shit out, you look a little pale."

"Yeah, yeah. It also hurts like a bitch. So we should hurry."

"Okay-." Hailee took a big, deep breath to ground herself and closed her eyes to focus, a few seconds passing before she opened them once again and with her index finger and thumb took a solid hold of the big, broken bottle’s piece. She stared at the glass a couple of seconds, took another deep breath then looked into Y/N’s eyes firmly, "on three. One, two, THREE!"

Y/N groaned out loud, trying not to scream too loudly at the searing pain in her abdomen and closed her eyes shut hard, "ow! Fuck, fuck, fucking shit!" Y/N felt dizzy and hold onto the table’s edge hard to prevent herself to fall on the ground. "Sorry for cursing. It won’t happen again." Y/N murmured quietly after she gained some consciousness, her head spinning slightly and feeling a little bit weak.

"Are you serious right now?" Hailee asked incredulously as she walked to the trash can and dumped the broken bottle’s piece into it and walked back to Y/N to assess her injury. "You were in pain. Hell, you are still in so much pain. There is no need to apologize."

"I know, but I’m still working right now, so I should try to at least be well behaved." Y/N tried to reason with seriousness but the small smile that Hailee sent her way broke her deep serious frown into a big grin of her own as they both chuckled under their breaths.

"I don’t care. You are not working right now. You are a friend that got hurt and I am taking care of you."

"I should consider myself lucky, shouldn’t I?"

"Oh yeah, very lucky actually!" Hailee replied with a serious face as she nodded once before breaking her serious façade with another grin, her hands still lifting Y/N’s shirt up some more to prevent the shirt’s fabric to stick onto Y/N’s deep cut on her lower abdomen, "I will take care of you really good, you’ll see!" Hailee winked playfully before looking down on Y/N’s cut to see if there was any small pieces of glass left that she didn’t take out earlier, luckily there weren’t. When she moved her eyes once again back on Y/N’s face she was met with a small blush on Y/N’s face and a big, mischievous and cheeky grin on her lips. "What?" When Y/N just kept staring at her knowingly, Hailee thought about what she had said and immediately blushed furiously as she fumbled over her words to try to clarify, "NOT LIKE THAT! Y/N!" Hailee slapped gently Y/N’s shoulder, who chuckled softly under her breath.

"Hey! You are the dirty-minded here, you should hit yourself! And I’m injured, I’m in a lot of pain right now, it’s not fair hitting me!" Y/N caressed her left shoulder where Hailee slapped her and chuckled under her breath at their banter.

"Not enough to stop you from being the only dirty-minded here!" Hailee countered back before lifting a challenging eyebrow up when Y/N opened her mouth to try to counter her back. She smirked triumphantly when Y/N shut her mouth and grunted out childishly.

"It’s not my fault, you said it like it was meant to be dirty!" Y/N replied a few moments later and pouted softly, trying to play her trump card and make Hailee relent and say she was the one dirty-minded between them, but it only blackmailed when Hailee smirked cheekily.

"Well, this only proves you are the dirty-minded here. Because even if I decided to specifically say those words with a dirty meaning, I covered it all up with an innocent look and I made it sound innocent. You were the one that caught the dirty meaning behind that phrase. But it wasn’t the case anyway, because I didn’t realize what I said only after you pointed them out, you horndog."

"Ugh, fine you won. Now please, tell me if I need stitches because I seriously need to disinfect the cut before it could get infected."

"Oh yeah! Wait-uhm- how do I know you don’t need stitches?" Hailee asked with an insecure voice, her eyes now back analyzing the cut intensely while her eyebrows were cutely furrowed together in concentration.

"Check the central portion of the cut. How distant are the two flaps of skin?"

"Hm, I think not too much. Maybe just a tad bit of a quarter of an inch."

"Okay, that’s a good thing. You don’t need to patch me up-." Y/N trailed off as she thought over what Hailee said while she tried to see the cut’s damage for herself too.

"Yeah- wait, hold the fuck up. I would’ve had to patch you up? Are you insane?" Hailee asked incredulously and stared at Y/N like she just grew two heads, who simply chuckled in amusement as she shook her head good-naturedly.

"No, I’m Y/N."

"I-hm." Hailee opened her mouth to prepare herself to counter Y/N’s words back, but as soon as her brain registered Y/N’s witty joke, she closed her mouth shut and looked at Y/N unamused. Y/N then chuckled softly under her breath and shook her head, but didn’t add anything else, wanting to hear what Hailee would counter back, excited for their new teasing and bickering dynamic. "Wow Y/N, that was really mature of you, I must admit. Very, very mature."

"What can I say? I’m a book full of surprises and plot twists." Y/N replied with nonchalance, shrugging and smiling innocently at Hailee.

"Unbelievable." Hailee shook her head good-naturedly and rolled her eyes in amusement as she walked to the cabinet where she knew there was the first aid kit and joined Y/N again. She place the bag beside Y/N and grabbed a cotton wool, soaked it with hydrogen peroxide and lifted it to Y/N’s cut. "Okay, this will hurt a little."

"OHW! OWH! OWH! FUCKFUCKSHIT!"

"Almost done, stay put!"

"I’m trying!"

"Not enough!" Y/N grunted at Hailee’s reprimand and tried to stay as still as the excruciating pain on the left side of her lower stomach allowed her to, closing her eyes shut as Hailee cleaned her cut. "Almost done."

"Finally, ugh it hurts so much, shit."

Hailee then stopped altogether when her eyes moved up from the cut just an fraction of second and got met with Y/N’s defined abs, every muscle standing out due to Y/N contracting them from the pain. "Uhm-." Hailee opened and closed her mouth like a damned dumb fish, slapping herself on the forehead in her mind for not getting a grip on herself at the sight of just defined abs and a well-defined body, her hand frozen on the cut.

"Hailee please, hurry- fuck! Ohw, ohw, ohw!"

"Oh, shit! Sorry!" Hailee apologized as she lifted the cotton wool from the ugly cut after she started pressing on it too much without notice in her distracted state and cursed herself under her breath for hurting Y/N more than necessary due to her being an- horndog? A stupid? "Here, done!"

"Uh, fucking finally. Okay, it is starting to subside." Y/N started to breath evenly back a few seconds later Hailee stopped mending her injury and relaxed her previously contracted abdomen when she could just feel a light and small stinging sensation from her lower stomach cut.

"We need to put an antiseptic cream on it otherwise it will get infected." Hailee pointed out as she walked towards the bathroom and opened her medicine cabinet, finding the aforementioned cream after rummaging a bit in the cabinet. "Wow, I need to thank my mom for thinking about everything. She packed a whole pharmacy in my medicine bag."

"A big thank you to Mama Steinfeld." Y/N breathed out as she nodded oxygen Hailee before chuckling softly under her breath with her as Hailee approached Y/N back and opened the bandages.

"Ugh, it looks ugly. Does it hurt a lot?"

"Not as much as before but it still hurts." Y/N explained with a shrug as she looked down at her injury too.

"Okay good. This will sting a bit but it will get it better." Y/N nodded and gritted her teeth to prepare herself for the stinging, flinching just a bit when Hailee’s delicate hand applied the antiseptic cream on Y/N’s cut with a cotton swab.

"Do you want me to blow on it just a bit?" Hailee did all her best to refrain her face to break into a big grin and tried to keep a serious face as she asked the question and it got even more difficult when Y/N looked down at her incredulously but she kept applying the cream not looking at Y/N, fearing she would crack and laugh out loud if she looked into Y/N’s incredulous eyes.

"How old do you think I am?"

"I don’t know, 5 years old?" Hailee then cracked as she looked at Y/N with her bottom lip trapped under her teeth to prevent her smile to broaden but as soon as she met Y/N’s eyes she bursted out laughing.

"Ha-ha very funny." Y/N rolled her eyes good-naturedly and snorted under her breath, her heart fluttering alongside her stomach at the cute laugh Hailee was emitting for her own joke.

"I know, I am hilarious."

"Debatable." Y/N countered back jokingly, "ohw, hey!"

"Sorry!" Hailee smiled apologetically but Y/N saw through that and rolled her eyes at her pushing on her cut at her mocking words.

"Thanks." Y/N breathed out gently as soon as Hailee stopped applying the antiseptic cream and smiled in appreciation for her care and patience.

"Okay, time to patch you up and we’re done!"

"Finally!" Y/N exclaimed out loud, amusing Hailee to no end as she wrapped the bandage around Y/N’s lower stomach. "Thank you."

"You’re welcome." Hailee smiled affectionately at Y/N after placing the other unused bandages back into the emergency kit and looked at her in gratitude, "I actually should be the one thanking you. Not the way around."

"I was just doing my job."

"You almost got hurt badly for it." Y/N shook her head with a soft smile and lifted her hand up in protest.

"It’s nothing. I’ve been worse injured." Y/N admitted with a mix of shyness and resolution, trying to make Hailee stop feeling bad for her.

PART 2

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Can I please request reader taking Hailee's strap for the first time or Hailee taking reader's strap for the first time, whichever you prefer! I really really enjoy all of your fics 😁

sinking deeper into you [H.Steinfeld]

pairing: top!hailee steinfeld x bottom!reader

summary: your girlfriend is the sweetest person you've ever met and yet you can't help but try to get her out of her shell for a night.

warnings: smut -> minors look away [porn with two inches of plot and by plot i mean fluff; sweet, needy, dorky hailee turns into borderline daddy hailee very quickly so keep that in mind; strap-on sex {R receiving}; like 2 seconds of strapwarming; so many pet names; praise kink go brrr; is loving degradation a thing?]

wordcount: 2.2k

a/n: not gonna lie, this is exactly what i think about every time i listen to the coast bridge so...yeah. you can't tell me it's not intentional. i sincerely was going to write this the other way around but i got too carried away and committed to this instead. thank you, lovely anon, for being my first smut request [and for the lovely comment], hope you enjoy <3

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There are a lot of things to love about dating Hailee. There's the long list of ridiculously cheesy pet names she loves calling you, the constant hand-holding, the soft reassurances whenever you're having a particularly rough day, and, of course, the way she's always so considerate about your feelings.

Sometimes, you don't even need to tell her you're uncomfortable with something for her to know she should step in. She'll just quietly change the conversation or lead you away from whatever was causing your discomfort. 

Your girlfriend is lovely and supportive and you would have absolutely no complaints about it if she weren't so blinded by her need to make sure you're always comfortable. It's a strange thing to complain about, you're very aware of that, but sometimes you wanted more than the brunette was willing to give you. 

Especially in the bedroom.

You’ve heard every possible excuse under the sun about why she’s so hesitant to take certain steps with you but you’re pretty sure she’s just trying to keep her dominant side in check when it comes to you. It’s truly sweet but also attractive in a way that only makes you want her even more. 

Which leaves you stuck in the best yet worst cycle of your life. One that’s filled with soft pleads that fall on ears that are too busy relishing in your moans of ecstasy to actually listen to your words.

Tonight was going to be different though.

At least that’s what you told yourself. You had rehearsed the words you were going to say to your girlfriend over and over all day but unfortunately for you, they flew away the second she walked into your shared home.

She’d been gone all day, bouncing from one boring business meeting to another and while she loved her job, she loved being with you even more. So, the second she found you lounging on the couch wearing one of her old shirts, she practically pounced on you.

“Hello to you too,” you say through a laugh. “I take it you missed me?”

“You already know the answer to that, baby.” Her voice is softer than usual, traces of her earlier annoyance still noticeable in her tone. You don’t have to ask to know she’s had a rough day and you both already know you’ll do everything in your power to help her feel better.

You merely hum in response, content to just lie there with your overly affectionate girlfriend situated on top of you. Hailee seems just fine with having her face buried into the side of your neck but it takes no less than two minutes for her true intentions to come out.

She shifts a little seemingly trying to wrap her arms around you so she can feel you close to her but you know her well enough to know she’s not merely trying to cuddle with you. You’re proven correct when her hands start to mess with the hem of your shirt. “Have I ever told you how much I love it when you wear my clothes?”

“Once or twice,” you reply with a grin.

You feel her chuckle against your neck, her warm breath dancing against your skin but now quite touching you yet.

It’s been five seconds and you already want more.

Hailee, never one to leave you hanging, gives in to both of your desires and begins to press feather-light kisses onto the side of your neck. You instantly tilt your head back for her and pretend not to notice the smug smirk plastered on her face. She’s slowly winding you up like you’re her favorite toy and you can’t find it in yourself to complain.

Especially once her hands begin to move.

“Is this okay, love?” She whispers between soft kisses.

The tips of her fingers are just barely grazing against your stomach and it takes all your strength not to arch into her touch. “Mhmm…”

“I need words, baby. Tell me what you want.”

That’s all she has to say to get you to turn into putty in her hands.

“Keep going…please.”

“Good girl.” Your reward comes in the form of her helping you slide out of your shirt. She leans back and kneels between your spread legs to admire your body, her smirk growing once she realizes you’re not wearing a bra. “Always so good for me. So beautiful under me.”

“Is that why you’re taking forever?” You ask, unable to keep your inner brat in check.

She rolls her eyes at your question but you don't miss the way her hands wrap around your hips in a tight grip. It's a subtle warning but it's a warning nonetheless.

You can't help but wonder what would happen if you pushed her, though. If you truly pressed all her buttons until she had no choice but to strip away that sweet facade and put you in your place.

But that's a plan for another day.

For now, you bite your tongue and let her have her way.

She watches your face closely, her lack of words only adding to the intensity of the moment. She’s barely even touched you and you’ve already made a mess in your underwear.

A mess that only grows once her hands finally move again. They glide up from your hips, her nails lightly scratching your stomach, until she finally reaches her destination.

It takes all your self-restraint and then some to stop yourself from bucking your hips as her fingers tease your sensitive nipples. A barely audible whine slips past your parted lips the second she starts pinching and pulling at your flesh, though.

The sound makes her stop which only serves to draw out another needy sound from your throat. “What was that? Do you need something, love?”

All you can do is nod but, of course, Hailee’s not letting you get off that easy. It’s part of her charm, even though it’s also ridiculously frustrating in moments like these.

“Go on, baby. Tell me what you need.”

Here it is. The moment you’ve been searching for for far longer than you’ll ever admit out loud. You ignore the flush on your cheeks and the throbbing in your cunt long enough to ask for what you truly want.

“Your strap,” you reply, your voice barely above a whisper yet full of that subtle desperation your girlfriend loves bringing out of you.

She doesn’t say anything for a few moments but the glimmer in her eyes stops you from overthinking your words. “Are you sure? I don't want to rush you, love.”

“I know but I really need to feel you inside of me.”

Her eyes widen for a few seconds before her whole face changes. You practically watch her slip into that dominant persona she plays so well when she wants to. And it seems like she desperately wants to tonight.

“Is that so? My fingers aren't enough for you anymore, baby? You need more?”

You force the confirmation she's looking for out of your mouth before you get too flustered to respond. “Yes, please.”

That's all she needs to hear and she wastes no time jumping to her feet, the action so endearing you almost forget about your drenched underwear. You hold in a giggle as she extends her hand out to you and helps you stand only to pick you up and carry you toward the bedroom.

You’ll never understand her fascination with carrying you around but you’re also not about to complain. Mainly because her radiant joy is contagious…and because the view you get of her biceps is more than enough to distract you.

“Stay right here, okay?” She mumbles as she sets you down on the bed. “I’ll be right back to give you everything you want.”

There’s no doubt in your mind that she’ll be true to her word.

The next few minutes pass by far too slowly for your liking but your suffering finally ends when Hailee comes out of the bathroom, looking far too proud of herself and the dark purple dildo strapped to her hips. “What do you think?”

You’re speechless and more turned on than you’ve ever been in your life. You didn’t think the brunette could get any more attractive and yet here she is leaving you dizzy and desperate just from standing in front of you. The smirk, the abs, the pure confidence she oozes, it’s all too much in the best of ways.

“Come here…please.”

All she does is chuckle before finally joining you in bed. She helps you discard the rest of your clothes without pointing out how absolutely drenched you are for her. One hand lands on your hip while she uses the other one to hold herself up above you, staring down at you like you’re the best thing she’s ever seen.

The sentiment is mutual except you’re sure your eyes carry far stronger traces of neediness than Hailee’s. Which is exactly what she likes, if you're both being honest.

For a second you’re sure she’s going to make you beg before moving an inch but thankfully, it seems she wants you just as much as you want her.

She shifts her hips closer to you and you immediately wrap your arms around her as she oh so slowly slides the tip of the strap into your aching cunt. You let out a gasp, the intrusion feeling slightly uncomfortable but not unwelcome.

“I know, I know,” she whispers. “Just relax. I’ve got you.”

“Fuck.” You groan, loving and hating the torturously slow pace she’s set.

“Is that good or bad?”

“Good. Really good.”

Her slow movements allow you to feel the way she stretches your walls with every inch she pushes inside. It takes no time at all for the sound of heavy breathing and quiet moans to fill the room.

Her hand slides down between your legs and her thumb messily circles your swollen clit to help you get used to the feeling of her strap buried inside you. “Was this what you wanted, baby? To have your pretty pussy filled up by me?”

You’re glad she can’t actually feel the way you clench around the dildo at her slightly degrading words. She’s not an idiot though and she’d have to be blind not to notice the way your hips buck toward her.

“Come on, darling. I’m not a mind reader.”

You open your mouth to say something, anything really, but Hailee decides it’d be the perfect time to start moving again. You can’t form a single word or thought once she starts thrusting in and out of you.

The brunette can’t even pretend to be disappointed by your lack of words, too lost in the way your body responds to her movements and the feeling of the base of the dildo rubbing against her clit with every thrust. “Fuck, you feel so good, babe. I don’t think I’ve ever seen you like this. So wet and needy for me.”

Your nails dig into her shoulder blades as you pull her closer. “Hailee-” Whatever else you were going to say is swallowed up by another moan.

“I’m right here, y/n.” The way she so easily slips back and forth between the two opposing sides of her desire drives you to the brink of pleasure-filled insanity. “Just focus on me.”

She leans down to nip at your jawline while her hips move faster and faster against you. The only thing you can do is arch your back into her touch and beg for more.

A request your girlfriend wastes no time in fulfilling.

Her soft caresses to your clit pick up speed. Her thumb, hips, and lips all work in unison to bring you the release your body craves. “You’re perfect like this. All fucked-out and mine to please.”

You love and hate the way she knows your mind and its hidden desires so well. “Lee, please, babe.”

“Please what?” She asks, clearly loving the way you’re so willing to play this game with her. “Use your words, baby, you know the rules.”

“Please, can I cum?”

A few agonizing seconds pass by before she gives you the answer you’re waiting for. “Go ahead, sweetheart. Show me how much you love the way I feel inside you.”

If her actions weren’t enough to push you to the edge, her words are.

The world outside of her embrace disappears and you give in to the overwhelming pleasure. All you can feel is her strap pushing and pulling in and out of you as you let yourself go, making a mess on both the toy and the sheets below you.

Hailee falls over the edge with you, mumbled words of praise and breathless moans filling the space between your faces.

It takes a few moments for your brain to come back down from such a breath-taking high and once you do, you realize the way your girlfriend has collapsed on top of you. The sight is just as heart-warming as it is arousing but you’re far too tired right now for another round.

“You okay?” You whisper, tilting your head a little so you can truly appreciate the way your girlfriend looks with her face buried into your neck.

“Yeah.” She presses a quick kiss to your sweaty skin to emphasize her point. “That was incredible. How are you doing? Was that too rough?”

“I’m not made of glass, Lee,” you assure her. “And I’m not the one covered in scratches.”

She shivers as you trace a finger up and down her spine. “Feels nice…Do you mind if I stay like this for a little while?”

The way you hold her close is enough of an answer for her. You’re both desperately in need of a shower and some food, but all you want right now is each other and the peace being locked together like this brings.

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[haizediz]

We fell in Love in October.

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Hailee Steinfeld x Female Reader

Summary: You and Hailee having a cozy day on your anniversary.

Warnings: sm cuteness and fluff that it needs a warning^

a/n: it's october!! So this fic is of course inspired by "we fell in love in october" by girl in red. I actually wanted to post this on the 1st october.., well better now than never ig. Enjoy reading! <3

P.s. Thank you all for the support, Notes, Reblogs and Comments are highly appreciated.

Btw Requests are open!

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You slept peacefully in your soft, warm bed, the window open, which why you could hear the birds chirping, the sun shining through the glass of the window into the room. and the most beautiful of all, Hailee's hands clasped around you and her leg over your hip. And her warm breath that you feel on your neck. It was perfect. Especially because it's your and Hailee's relationship's anniversary. You and Hailee have been together for exactly 5 years today so you wanted to make something special for her.

Something you always do on your anniversary is breakfast. Usually you would just go to the bakery, buying Hailee her favorite things, serving it on the dining table and wait in the kitchen until she steps into the room with sleepy eyes, messy bun, and wearing an oversized t- shirt.

But not this time.

You wanted to make her a breakfast in bed. It's something different but it still has the point of your tradition.

So you slowly climbed out of bed and directly went into the kitchen where you took the time to make delicious looking pancakes, some fresh orange juice, coffee and before you could change your mind you went to the bakery too. You served all the stuff on two big plates and went back into the bedroom where you found a snoring Hailee. She looked adorable sleeping in your hoodie and snuggling into your pillow, like she has missed your scent. You love her so incredibly much.

After some time staring at your sleeping girlfriend you put on one of your favorite songs "We fell in love in october" to wake her up. You love this song especially when you listen to it with Hailee, because you fell in love with her in october, so did she with you. It´s like your relationship song.

Before you played the song, you connected your phone with the box and turned up the volume.

You started laughing as Hailee jumps out of her sleep and looked at you with her sleep swollen eyes. As she realized it was just you being annoying she fell back into the comfortable pillow, closed her eyes again and yawned. "Let me sleeeeeep." She begged while you paused the song and sat next to her. You looked at her with raised eyebrows and just placed one of the plates on her stomach. "Happy anniversary, you lazy mouse." Now she was looking at you with raised eyebrows and sat up. "You're annoying, but I love you." Hailee placed her soft lips on yours and kissed you multiple times. "I love you too, now eat your breakfast." You whispered into the small kisses. She giggled and took a look on the plate, which was in her lap. "This looks really good, thank you baby." Hailee cuddled to your side and you both enjoyed the food while talking about some random things. And you must admit the pancakes weren´t as good as they looked but that didn´t matter.

After breakfast, Hailee persuaded you to watch some movies. I mean you couldn´t say no to her puppy eyes, who even could? So now you were here laying in your lovely girlfriend´s arms, snuggling close to her while watching some love films.

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Later that day you went for a little walk in the woods. Hand in hand and most importantly without any security people.

Both you and Hailee were never scared of paparazzi making pictures of you kissing or generally being in a not so private relationship. Especially today you didn´t care, and mainly you´ve never wanted to go out with Hailee when a security guard comes with you. No thanks.

One weird but so adorable thing which Hailee always does when you walk side by side is resting her head on your shoulder. And as she exactly did that, you rested your hand on her waist as you made your way back home.

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When you got back to the apartment, you and Hailee sat down on the balcony and watched the stars as it was already dark outside.

After ten minutes of absolute silence Hailee breaked it saying "You look so pretty and I love this view." You immediately grinned at her words, noticing that she used the line of your favorite song. Instead of telling her something back you kissed her slowly and gently. You felt her hands approaching your cheeks and deepen the kiss. "You know why I love fall so much?" you suddenly ask. "Why?" She whispered and you could still feel her breath on your lips. "Because I fell in love with you in october." Hailee started giggling which made you smile widely as you were a little child who just got chocolate.

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It was already midnight and you and Hailee were still sitting on the little couch you have outside. Both of you cuddled together into a big blancet, your hand going through your girlfriend`s hair, who´s resting her head on your chest, almost falling asleep, just like you. "I think we should go inside, babe." You tell her in your already sleepy voice. She just hummed in response and right then she drifted into a deep sleep. You sighed in defeat and started thinking about how the best way is to carry her to the bed. Just then you took her in bride style into your arms and slowly went to your bedroom where you softly placed her into the bed. You laid down next to Hailee before you also fell asleep.

It was a perfect day to start the month.

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[This is so short lmao, sorry]

Can't thank you too often for inspiring me etc. @hard-core-super-star <3

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[bi-disaster-yn]

she calls me daddy

Pairings: Kate Bishop x fem!queer!Reader; suggestions of other male avengers x Reader

Summary: Reader may be flirting with the guys all night but she always goes home to Kate in the end. Based on she calls me daddy by KiNG MALA.

Contains: Choking, spanking, oral sex (R receiving), pet names (R calling Kate “daddy”), suggestions of sex with men with the warnings already mentioned. 18+, Minors DNI

A/N: Reader can be read as being any sexuality that involves being attracted to more than one gender <3

She's a little bit psycho

But she follows

When I call in the middle of the night

Kate grimaced as she watched the boys circle round you, listening intently like obedient little puppies with wagging tails as you told a story about taking out five agents at once. They were completely captivated by you and it wasn’t just because of your knack for story telling.

These were some of Earth’s mightiest heroes; the strongest men on the planet but they all just about swooned whenever you would be generous enough to give them your time.

Bucky had his hand on the small of your back, his head dipped to be closer to your face and take in every word you said. Thor had leaned his elbow off the bar on the other side of you, making sure that he was flexing and you could see those bulging muscles. Sam was more calm and collected, standing in front of you casually with his hand in his pocket and the other holding a beer. However, he wasn’t discreet in how he’d looked you up and down every now and then, being enchanted by your figure. Shang Chi also stood next to Sam across from you and bellowed heartily at all of your jokes. His cheeks hurt from smiling so wide at everything you were saying.

It was hilarious really, all of this effort was being expended on you but at the end of the night, you’d be going home to Kate’s house to be used in any way she saw fit.

She’s got you wrapped around her finger

You try to linger

But she's already on her way to mine

“Doesn’t it bother you that she gets all of that attention?” Yelena asked, grabbing Kate’s focus away from you. She was one of the very select few people who knew of yours and Kate’s “arrangement”. The blonde sipped her drink thoughtfully and watched Kate adamantly protest.

“Absolutely not, no. No way. She’s her own person, she can do what she likes.” Kate insisted. She took a large gulp of the questionable spirit that Yelena had handed her and tried to hide the obvious burn in her throat to look cool in front of the assassin.

“If you say so, Kate Bishop,” Yelena shrugged. “Although I have heard the way you make her moan so I wouldn’t be too worried if I were you.”

Kate blinked several times in disbelief at her slightly unusual and unlikely friend. “What do you mean you’ve heard her moan?”

“I slept on your couch last Friday night.”

“But I didn’t invite you to my house on Friday night!”

Yelena groaned as if Kate was the one that was being unreasonable. “Kate, you should know by now that I can come and go without you even noticing. Besides, you’re focusing on the wrong part. I know that you are probably a better fuck than all of those men put together.”

Kate nodded, thinking about it a little with her eyebrow raised. Yelena was right, many times had you exclaimed at Kate that she was the best you’d ever had as she’d brought you to your climax several times in one session. The archer turned back to look at you again. Annoyingly, the guys had moved in even closer to you in a passive aggressive stand off to win your affection. Nevertheless, it was Kate that received the whimsical and suggestive eyes from across the room and she knew that it was her that would be making you moan again that night.

She plays with the boys

But she comes home to me

Cause she might be your girl

But she’s calling me daddy

The longer the night went on, the more primal showboating was exhibited by the men. They’d all shoved each other in a needy and pathetic attempt to show you how to play pool. It was Sam that prevailed and he’d pressed himself up against your back, whispering in your ear what to do and basically bending you over the table to “show you the best technique”.

Thor nonchalantly told you about his great battle stories from across the realms, being sure to drop in that many a time the odds were against him but he had emerged victorious. He contended that whilst a vibranium arm, ten “magic” rings and the shield were cool, they weren’t quite Mjolnir or Stormbreaker.

Bucky and Shang Chi had cornered you to settle a debate on what would make the best first date. Bucky was insistent that it was dinner and dancing; men these days just didn’t know how to treat a woman. Shang Chi had advocated for drinks and karaoke; it’s casual and fun, no one has to take themselves too seriously. When they had prodded you for an answer you just smiled sweetly and told them that both sounded like perfect ideas for a first date. This just spurred them on even more in hopes of achieving a date with you.

Kate started to feel more and more insecure watching all of these events unfold. It was like watching you being stalked as prey by a bunch of wolves. Suddenly, the idea occurred to her that maybe none of them were relenting because you hadn’t given them a reason to.

It was a tough pill to swallow; the idea that you had already given yourself over to them the way you did for Kate. Perhaps, you had actually slept with any number of them before and not told her. It’s not like the two of you discussed your other sexual partners while she was making you see stars. Still, watching you giggle and flirt with the guys whilst never displaying any signs of discouragement was all the evidence she needed.

Kate was starting to feel apprehensive that she was disposable to you. Whilst you might have been sleeping with other avengers and other people outside of the team for that matter; Kate had only ever wanted you.

She's mine

She wears a collar with my name

Secretive but not ashamed

Kate had had enough of watching the guys stumble over each other in desperate attempts to get close to you. Her breathing got heavy and her actions became aggressive. The final straw was watching Bucky put his arms around you from behind and swaying with you to the cheesy song playing.

Kate stormed over, puffing her chest out, with her hands in her pockets, exuding as much masculine energy as possible to join this competition.

“Come with me to the bathroom.” She ordered assertively giving you a look which told you that you should comply.

“Okay.” You replied, giving Bucky’s had a light tap. “Can you let me go, Buck? I’ll be right back, promise.” He quickly let you go with a pout on his face, devastated that you were going but eager for the return you’d promised.

“Why do girls always need to go to the bathroom together?” Sam interjected with a laugh. It amused you as you knew this wasn’t going to be a cute little catch up whilst topping up lipglosses together.

“I would tell you why, Sam, but then I’d have to kill you.” You flirted as Kate took your hand to pull you away. She groaned internally and rolled her eyes as you gave the boys a cute little wave and followed her into the bathroom.

Kate wasted no time in shoving you up against the wall, pinning your hands above your head and kissing you roughly. You moaned a little into her mouth, having been taken by surprise and you felt a familiar heat grow between your legs.

“You. Are. Driving. Me. Crazy.” She growled against your mouth before kissing you again, almost as though she was trying to consume you.

You smirked into the kiss, shuffling a little against her as you got more and more turned on. Kate was firm and still, holding your wrists in place against the wall. She moved to kiss along your jaw and finally down to your neck. The smell of cologne was lingering on you. It could have been from any of them, given that they’d all taken turns in trying to press themselves against you. It burned in Kate’s nostrils and motivated her even further to claim you.

Infatuated with an incredible need to mark her territory, Kate had become no better than the guys.

She harshly bit down on your neck and sucked in your most sensitive spot which inspired an excited yelp from you.

“Fucking hell, Kate.” You breathed out, moaning as she kept going. She dropped your wrists and her hands roamed the rest of your body, kneading your tits, dragging her nails down your abdomen over your dress and landing with a smack on your ass, cupping your cheeks.

You had wrapped your arms around her shoulders, enjoying every second of having her hands all over you. In truth, you enjoyed flirting with the guys. Partly because they were all undeniably handsome but mostly because you know it would get Kate all worked up like this.

Once she’d left a suitably obvious hickey on your neck she left a kiss on it and admired her work. She reached her hand up and grabbed on to your throat tightly and you relished in the squeeze.

“Who do you belong to?” Kate asked, giving you a stern and authoritarian look.

“You.” You moaned, enjoying this a little too much already.

“You, what?”

“You, daddy.”

Kate smirked and bit her lip at you becoming a mess already for her. “That’s right, babygirl. That’s fucking right.”

She turned you round so your chest was pressed against the wall. Your ass received a couple of harsh spanks before Kate pulled the hem of your dress up to rest on your hips. Her next move was to get on her knees behind you, biting at the sore flesh of your ass and you could have screamed. Fingertips digging into the wall and legs trembling, you turned your head to look at the door being so painfully aware that anyone could just walk in.

Kate pulled your underwear down and let it fall to your ankles. Putting her hand between your thighs, she parted your legs to get at her favourite part of your body. Slowly, she opened her mouth and dragged her tongue along your aching clit. A gasp was emitted from your lips and you arched your back to stick your bum out, exposing more of your pussy to Kate’s tongue.

Kate chuckled at your eagerness and submission. Her hands gripped your hips to keep you in place as she started to suck on your clit. She would take long gulps and hollowed out her cheeks to the drag the pleasure out for as long as possible. You were a writhing, moaning mess. Your forehead was pressed against the wall in a pathetic attempt to ground yourself. Your hands awkwardly flailed from resting against the wall to putting them over Kate’s on your hips. Usually, you would tug at her hair but with her being on her knees behind you, it was too difficult.

She hummed contentedly against you and it sent a sharp jolt of pleasure through your body. The mewls and cries you let out were so high pitched, you were both a little in shock that your voice could even go that high. Kate would alternate her method between sucking your clit to get it all nice and sensitive and then would lap it up with her tongue. The noises you were making told her all she needed to know about what a good job she was doing.

She noted your legs beginning to shake and knew you were close. Feeling yourself get very sensitive you tried to move away from her. Kate responded with gripping your hips tighter and digging her nails in. This sent you flying over the edge.

“Oh my god, thank you, daddy! I’m cumming, fuck!” You screamed as you let go, Kate sucking for longer in order to drag your orgasm out for as long as possible.

You leaned against the wall for support, your hands pressed on it to steady yourself. You focused on your haphazard breathing and attempted to regulate it. Kate gently pulled your underwear back up and stood up to pull your dress back down. She kissed your shoulder repeatedly and rubbed your back as you came to.

“You wanna go home?” She asked softly.

“Yeah.” You replied, knowing it wouldn’t be long before both of you were up for round two.

You should see their face when they finally realize

That she plays with the boys

But she comes home to me

It was pretty obvious when you and Kate emerged from the bathroom what you had been up to. Her hand was on the small of your back and she occasionally gave you some shoulder kisses. Likewise, you adorned a large love bite on your neck whilst your face and chest were red and flushed.

Kate wished she could have taken a picture of the guys’ faces. Each one of them had their jaw dropped in complete shock, having realised just how naive and clueless they had been all night. It made you giggle but it made Kate smug.

You took your bag back from Shang Chi who was holding it for you, giving the four men a sweet smile. “Tonight was fun, I’ll see you guys later. Bye.”

They wordlessly all raised their hands to wave you off. All of them were bitter and disappointed they had not caught on that it was Kate they had needed to compete with.

You turned to Kate who had tasked herself with sorting the Uber. Her hand returned to your back as she guided you out of the bar. She may not have had good odds in a fight against any of the four men, but she had won this and honestly, this was more satisfying.

Head's a mess

She's responsible

Change her mind

It's impossible

You rested your head on Kate’s shoulder in the car, relaxing into her. Kate moved and put her arm around you to which you gave a contented sigh.

Kate looked down at the sweet sight of you in her arms and began to wonder if this was enough for her. She couldn’t handle watching men flirting with you in a bar right in front of her face so she shuddered to think about what you did behind her back.

Her brain flooded with intense intrusive thoughts. Bucky’s vibranium arm round your neck, squeezing it just the way you liked. Sam bending you over that pool table, riding your dress up and pulling your underwear down just as Kate had done in the bathroom. Shang Chi spanking you as you let out excited moans, begging him for more. Thor eating you out as though you were his last meal and making your voice hoarse with your screams.

Kate groaned, the thoughts making her feel nauseous. She was aware that you had maybe done any of those things before. The real kick in the teeth though, is that you weren’t Kate’s girlfriend and were perfectly free to still do those things.

You had never suggested wanting anything serious, seemingly content with the arrangement you and Kate had whilst freely flirting with the guys on nights out. It occurred to the archer that she might control you in the bedroom but in real life it was you that held the reigns. You had everyone right where you wanted them.

Watch the girl get what she likes

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[stellatekintsugi]

Hailee Steinfeld

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[screaminglygay]

Warm welcome

pairings: kate bishop x fem!reader, avengers x reader (platonic)

summary: after 3 months of being gone, you finaly came back home, but there is a new addiction to the avengers, will the two of you come along?

warnings: new series so very very slow burn!, some swearing, bad grammar possibly (i hope not hehe), alcohol consumption, bad jokes, reader being little mess, that’s it for this part I think:)

word count: 5.5k

an: new series!! since i got back into being very obsessed with miss bishop, so i decided to start a new series, its gonna be long, cuz my ideas for this went crazy!

an2: and yes, this is an universe where everyone is alive, most of them are 100% happy and it´s just a safe space, come at me as you want, but i just need them to be happy. that´s all, thank you.

an3: yup i am back! so sorry! work, school and sickness is just not it. ill answer all of you soon! thank you for support, i see youuu!

!MDNI!

After long time away from you found family, you finaly came back home. It was supposed to be quick mission in Morocco, but after you found out that this is something bigger than some usual drug trafficking you had to stay. Not just for Fury´s sake, but for your own too.

And that´s how you stayed over 3 months in some old motel, that looked like a typical horror hounted house, alone. But that was a past, you´re currently standing infront of the main entrance of the Avengers Compound, ready to open the door and see everyone.

As you open the door the voice of a F.R.I.D.A.Y., the Stark´s AI. "Welcome home, miss (Y/L/N), should I contact the others that you are home?"

"No, no. I want it to be surprise. And (Y/N) is just fine, like I´ve said before, many times." you smile.

As you traverse the hallways, anticipation builds with every passing moment, knowing that you're drawing closer to that cherished destination—the main living room. The anticipation turns to a gentle excitement, a feeling of returning to a sanctuary that holds a piece of your soul.

And finally, as you reach the threshold of the living room, a soft sigh escapes your lips, and a smile graces your face. The sight of the familiar couch, but most importatnly the sight of your favorite people.

"That´s the question, do you put cereals or milk first?" you hear Pietro´s voice, smiling at the fact that he didn´t change a bit, still the same goof. Three months are not so long, but at the same time everything can be different in three months.

You watch him for a little bit and then you dediced to speak up. "Everyone who puts milk first is total psychopat," you calmly say as all of their faces turns to look at you.

"Oh my god! (Y/N)!" Pietro says and in a second he´s lifting you up and pulling you into a tight squeezing hug.

"Hey Speedy," you chuckle as he´s crushing your body. "Pietro... too much, ouch." He let go of you.

"Sorry, sorry. It´s been like what?" Pietro laughs and puts you down.

"3 motnhs, 17 days," you look at your phone, "4 hours, 18 minutes and few seconds." Pietro laughs at your comment.

"It was a long time, let´s just say that." You can hear another sokovian accent, this time the voice belongs to a woman. Wanda.

She hugs you close, hints of warm vanilla and soft lavender dance around you. It's a scent that feels like homecoming, wrapping you in familiarity and a sense of belonging. You smile into the touch, as you felt that the touch is soothing the ache of missed embraces. You feel the gentle warmth of her hug infusing into your being, fulfilling a longing for touch that has been starved for far too. "Hi." is all you can mumble, while hugging the girl.

"Hi," she mumbles back, no words needed for the two of you, both of you missed eachother like lungs misses the air. To be fair, Wanda was the first person you grew close to, when you´ve joined the Avengers. She was quiet, but so well spoken at the same time. You never had to explain things for her to understand you. And the same went the other way around.

The rest of the Avengers come into the living room and all of their faces lit up, when they saw you. All of them are here. Except for Carol, who is probably somewhere in the space, you haven´t seen her in almost half a year, since she had off world mission even before you went to Morocco.

You shared many hugs with all of them, and you didn´t mind it a little bit. You were so touch starved after being alone, that you hold everyone closer for at least a few seconds and all of them did the same. Suprisingly even Yelena didn´t said anything, like she always did.

You scan the whole room, chcecking if you didn´t missed anyone and you in fact did. But the person is not someone you recognize. There is this tall, dark hair girl, who looks pretty much the same age as you. She looks effortlessly stylish in her well-fitted blue jeans paired with a cozy gray sweater. The jeans accentuate her figure while the relaxed elegance of the sweater gives off a vibe of comfort. The girl looks rather awkward as everyone greets you. Not that she wouldn´t know who you are, she does, she heard a lot of stories about you, almost like she knew who you are, but you don´t know anything at all and that makes her feel awkward.

You look at her and smile, not knowing what to do yourself, so Clint steps in, "(Y/N), this is Kate, our new help, Kate this is (Y/N), our old help." You nod at Clint´s words and extent your hand for her to shake it.

"Pleasure to finaly meet you, (Y/N)." Kate smiles her hand has a firm grip.

"Nice to meet you too, Kate." You smile, maybe too much for a normal meeting. You have to admit she is georgous and her completly blue eyes are making you forget where you are right now.

"(Y/F/N)!" Natasha storms into the living room, her voice a sharp, controlled fury that cuts through the air, making you swallow... hard. "When did you arrived?" Even thoug she was mad for not knowing you came back, she was very relieved that you are okay and alive. As her hands wrap around you, you let out a squek and you froze knowing what comes afterwards. "Are you hurt?"

"I´m fine," you quickly say as the rest of the team watch you closely.

"I didn´t ask you, how are you, I´ve asked you if you´re hurt." Her eyes scans your face where she sees the little cuts you have on your face.

"A little bit." You mumble and Natasha raises her eyebrow. "I might have or might have not fallen out of the third floor, " you mumble again.

"YOU FELL FROM THE THIRD FLOOR?!" Natasha is basically yelling at you right now.

"Kinda," sometimes you were terrified of that woman, and that sometimes is now.

Natasha takes a long deep breath, "(Y/N), how do you kinda fell out of a third floor?"

"I´m gonna check her up." Bruce smiles and stand up, leading you to the hospital wing downstairs.

"Thank you, for saving my life," you whisper to him as you´re leaving the living room.

"Don´t mention it, but you know... she´s worried about you. We all have been." Bruce opens the door for you.

"I know, but I´m really okay, just few bruises."

...

After 20 minutes of checking you up, and hearing your story of falling from the building, Bruce looks shocked. He didn´t said a word yet, only wrote down something in his report.

"This is going to be a very long mission report, just from the medical side," he looks at you, "(Y/N)... you had your lower ribs broken, twice actually. And- I´m suprised you´re not screaming in pain right now. How do you truly feel?" Bruce finally looks at you.

"I feel good, really. I mean it hurts, yes. But I felt worse. It feels like a daily workout with Natasha," you shrug as you joke, but Bruce doesn´t seem amused by your joke, but he still nods.

"You know Natasha can look into any mission report, right?" He looks like he´s more scared than you are.

"I´m aware, yes." You give him a confused look.

"Well good luck..." he pats your shoulder, "just rest for the next days, keep yourself hydrated and don´t share the story how you fell from the third floor, please. She would lose it."

"But it truly wasn´t my fault I-" Bruce looks at you and you stop, "got it." You nod.

...

"Alright, so picture this: I'm in this quiet little motel in Morocco, writing down some information I found out that day. It's just me, the mission, and this cute little stray cat that kept showing up at my door. Every night, like clockwork, she'd appear, almost like she knew I needed a friend. So, one day, I caved and let her in. You know, against all mission protocols and stuff. Bla blah blah... but she became my only friend, so I would not lose my mind completly." You talk about your experiences on the mission.

"And then, the weirdest thing happened. One day, she just disappeared. I was worried, you know? Felt a bit empty without her there. But on my last day, she came back. And guess what? She brought company—tiny, adorable company. She led me to this corner, and there they were, her little kittens. It was like she wanted to say goodbye and show me her new family all at once. It was… unexpected, but kinda touching, you know?" You smile, thinking about the tiny family.

"It was truly cute and adorable, also it was kinda relaxing after seeing all the bad and negativity. Like... animals are truly precious you know." As you´re talking you didn´t notice another person coming into the living room, until that person decides to speak up.

"(Y/L/N)," you turn around and notice it´s Nick Fury himself.

"Fury!" You smile.

He didn´t smile back, he has the same old Nick Fury look, "I want your report soon..."

"Y-yes, sir." You nod your head, hoping he would welcome you a little warmer, but it´s Nick Fury after all.

"And (Y/L/N)?" Fury says while basically walking out of the living room already.

"Yes, sir?"

"It´s good to have you back." He smiles, Fury smiles at you. There go your wish of a warmer welcome. Nickolas freaking Fury smiled at you and welcomed you home, warmly.

You have a pround smile on your face, when Tony speaks up, "I work for him for god knows how long and he never looked at me this way..."

Natasha looks at Tony and smirks, "can you blame him?".

You sink into the couch with a grin, finally getting a chance to unwind in your home-away-from-home. After swapping stories and catching up on compound news, Tony steps in with a suggestion—a special Avengers night. Not his typical flashy party, thankfully. He calls it a "Catching Up Night," just a laid-back dinner and some drinks.

It's not about going all out; it's about the simple pleasure of hanging out with your superhero pals, sharing laughs and updates. Tonight's vibe feels relaxed, a chance to chill and connect without the whole party frenzy.

...

Like always druing these 'non party party' you and Pietro moved to the bar section, as he loves to make people their drink based on their personality and you just like to sit and listen to him ramble.

"Do you want a drink called 'Tiny cold' or 'Closet paradise'?" he smirks, being proud of his jokes, like the usual.

"Really? First of all I´m not that tiny, also I´m not in the closet. What do you want me to do, tattoo a pride flag on my forehead?" You raise your eyebrow.

"If it wasn´t true you wouldn´t get so defensive, darling," he winks.

"I hate you."

"No, you don´t." Pietro towers above everyone you know, his playful teasing is basically a form of big-brotherly teasing.

"I´ll get the closet paradise, please." You roll your eyes.

"Coming right at ya!" Pietro smiles, once again, he won your little fight.

"So, Pietro, spill the beans! Who's this new girl, Kate?"

"Ah, Kate, huh? What do you want to know about her?" Pietro say while making you the drink.

"Everything! No one's given me a straight answer. Or any answer at all. I mean I didn´t ask, but I´m doing that now..." You ramble.

Pietro smirks at your words, "I mean... she´s cool."

"Come on, Pietro, don't be like that! Is she nice? What does she do?" You are obvoisuly frustrated as not even Pietro is giving you any tea.

"Well, she's got moves, that's for sure. Quick on her feet, sharp with her arrows—" He almost finishes up the drink for you.

"Arrows?" You cut him off.

"Yep, a regular Robin Hood type, except with better aim and a cooler outfit." He put ice in the glass.

"Is she nice, though? Friendly?" You want to get to know her.

Pietro nods and serves you the drink. "Yeah, she's cool once you get past the whole 'I'm new here' vibe she's got going."

"What do you mean?" You smile at him for giving you the drink.

"Why don´t we invite her and you find out yourself?" Pietro says, not really waiting for your answer and he is already waving like a crazy person at Kate, who is still standing next to the table by herself.

Kate smiles as she notices, that she doesn´t need to stand there awkwardly alone, and she little less awkwardly skips over to the bar. Small "hi" escaping her mouth.

"Hey there archer, why were you standing there all alone, when you can have fun with us?" Pietro starts the conversation.

"I uh-" Kate starts, but no smart explanation leaves her mouth.

"Pietro..." you look at him.

"What?" He looks at you, not knowing what he did wrong.

"No, he´s right. I´m little socialy awkward." The tall girl responds.

You smile at her, slightly noding your head. "Aren´t we all?" You try to make her feel a little better.

"I´m not." Of course Pietro had to say something.

"Well you´re one of a kind, Speedy." Pietro smirks proudly, while you roll your eyes once again.

"Um... what are you drinking?" Kate nods towards your drink in your hand. It was indeed very pretty colorful drink.

"I am drinking a drink that Pietro made..." You say while looking at the drink in your hand.

"The drink has it´s name, (Y/N)." Pietro smiles innocently.

"Yeah, well... I forgot it." You simple just shrug while Kate looks very confused.

"I´ll get one too, please. It looks tasty." Kate looks at Pietro, who just giggles to himself and starts to prepare Kate one 'Closet paradise' too.

All three of you start to be a little tipsy after some time, since Pietro´ alcohol ratio was 2/3 and the remaining ingredients 1/3, he´s just a begginer behind the bar. You realized that Kate is such an easy person to talk to and she´s not that intoverted as you though the first time you saw her earlier today. She´s the exact opposite to be fair, she´s very talkative. In some topics more than Pietro, which you thought is impossible.

After a little bit you excuse yourself to go to the bathroom, when you sit down on the toilet, you can´t hide your stupid little smile anymore. Why are you smiling? You don´t really know. But it´s nice, it´s really nice actualy.

After 10 minutes, you come back to the bar, seeing that Kate is sitting there alone. "Where is our bartender?"

"He was invited to an arm wrestling match and, of course, he went." You can notice, that Kate´s cheeks are a little flushed, due to the few drinks she had.

"Of course." You chuckle as you sit next to Kate on one of the bar stools and your eyes immedietly look at her. "Do you like it here? Being in the team? Superhero stuff?"

Kate´s eyes meet yours, "I do have to say, that I idolized it a bit, but it´s not so bad. Not at all." She smiles at you, "what about you? Was it hard being away from your family?"

You nod, "First two weeks were okay, it went suprisingly fast, to be honest. Another week was really boring and then... it´s just mashed in one big mess of fighting, bleeding, falling and running away." You chuckle, but the smile never reached your eyes and Kate notices that.

Kate knows that she needs to make you feel better, "I uh... you know people here missed you a lot. To be honest when i officially joined I felt like there is something missing in here.."

"Oh please..."

"No, no, really. When I moved in, Clint told me that no one gives better tours than you. He also told me that no one makes better coffee´s, which was a first big indicator, that you have to be a class." Kate let out a chuckle and so did you. You often had many stories to tell, when you were giving tours, even though you are the second youngest Avanger. And the coffee you make? It can bring a smile even to the grumpiest Winter Soldier.

"And from that moment I heard a lot of things about you, (Y/N). It felt like I knew you too, like I missed you too." Kate admits, after that she sips on her drink.

"Wow, that´s really... nice to hear." You smile from ear to ear. "I hope you heard only the good things though." You slightly blush. "But um... thank you, Kate."

"No problem." She smiles back.

"To be fair, I didn´t heard anything about you, but I would like to change that." Smooth.

"That is pretty fair." Kate nods as she finishes her drink and so did you.

"We can go to the roof." Is a sentence you said at the same time and you also laugh at the same time

"Roof it is." You chuckle as you two get up and aim to the roof.

Upon reaching the rooftop with Kate, a gentle but brisk breeze sweeps by, causing a subtle chill to settle around you. The evening's tranquility is undeniable, yet the slight coldness in the air prompts you to huddle a bit closer to yourself, silently wishing for an extra layer to ward off the chill.

"I don´t want to admit it, but Pietro makes really good drinks." Kate starts as you two sat next to eachother.

"He does, he´s the best, really." You mumble as you nod to Kate´s comment.

She looks at you, for a bit scanning your face, then she speaks up again. "Do you and... Pietro you know? Are you two together?"

That question almost makes you sober, "I- what?!" You look at her, "oh god no! No, no, no," you laugh.

"No? Oh sorry, I just... assumed." She lets out a little shaky breath.

"We´re close friends, but that´s all. I actually joined a little bit after them and since all of us were scared and going into the unknown we decided to stick together. Including Wanda." You explain the situation, while Kate nods at your words.

"Oh- I see." Her eyes are still on you.

"I wouldn´t choose Pietro in any scenario..."

"That´s harsh." She chuckles.

"I mean it in the best way possible, he´s... anyone who will date him is lucky and unlucky at the same time. Being his friend means having a strong willpower not to kill him, I can´t even imagine what it would be in a relationship with him."

"That´s fair, I guess." Kate nods.

"Give him few more moths and you´ll understand..." You let out a small giggle.

"So you´re not into cocky people?" Kate is bold, very bold. it shocks you, but at the same time it excites you a lot.

"I- don´t really know. I guess... if you´re nice to me, that´s all I´m asking, really." You shrug, once again making eye contact.

"Wait really? This little? Oh come on, not even type? Just 'Nice'?" Kate can´t believe your words.

"Yup. I´m not picky at this point."

"Oh wow, you´re one of the migty heroes, and all it takes to steal your heart is to be nice?" Kate smiles at you, trying to hold a laugh.

"And a good smile, I´m quite sucker for pretty smiles." You didn´t even register you said it, until Kate repeats it.

"Nice and a good smile, whoa (Y/N), be little humble." She nudges your side with her elbow.

"Very funny, Bishop. Do you know how hard is to find someone, who is actually nice? It´s hard these days." You sigh dramatically.

"Whatever you say." Kate lays down, looking at the stars. You watch her for a few minutes and then you lay down next to her.

It feels like you two know eachother longer than just few hours. The alcohol might be a little helper, but at the end you feel like you two are gonna be close friends.

"I still think that there is way more good people than bad, so you might have a chance..." she mumbles as she watches the night sky.

"You think?"

"I know that. For example here, all of you guys are nice, super nice. And I´m not saying it just because you´re 'The Avengers', but I can tell that no matter what you´re trying to do the best." Kate turns her head and looks at you.

"You know you´re part of this punk family too, right? And also it would be weird and kinda pointless, if some bad guys were in the Avengers." You chuckle as you point out.

"That´s not what I´ve meant and you know it." She rolls her eyes and looks back up.

"How did you even met Clint?" You ask, shifting your position so now you´re laying on your side, facing the archer.

"Um... I saved a dog´s life and he almost hit me with his car." Kate responds like it was nothing.

You laugh, "I have to say that is very original way to get into the team. 'You almost killed me and I won´t sue you, if you let me be an Avenger.' And bonus points for saving a dog´s life."

Kate groans and turns on her side to face you, "it was not like that... I was running away from a weird kinda scary looking guys, which later on I found out they were called 'Track-suit mafia'-" As Kate starts to explain how she actually got on the team and how she is basically the young and female version of Clint, you can´t help but notice how happy she is.

She's delving into these tiny details that might not matter to the story at large, but they mean the world to her, and you can sense it. Her storytelling consumes her so much that she's using her entire body, mostly her hands, to illustrate every bit of it. You find it incredibly endearing, the most adorable thing you've ever witnessed.

"Oh wow, so you´re badass basically." You laugh.

"I- yeah, you could say that too." She laughs as well.

"Well it is a honor and-" you sit back up, while you still look at her. "Thank you for your service, miss Bishop."

Kate smile and notices your subtle shivers in the chilly air, gently nudging you. "Hey, you're shivering. Come on, let's head back inside."

You attempt to brush it off with a weak smile. "Nah, I'm good, just enjoying the view."

She tilts her head, giving you a knowing look. "Sure, you are," Kate teases. "But seriously, you're freezing. Let's go before you turn into an icicle."

Reluctantly, you nod, giving in to the undeniable truth. "Alright, fine."

The door creaked open, welcoming you into the comforting embrace of the heated indoors. With a grateful smile, you thanked Kate for her concern, secretly relieved to escape the biting cold.

"There you are! Where have you been?" A slightly drunk Tony takes your hand, "thanks to me, being so amazing, I´ve got a little suprise for you!"

"I was- what surprise?" You give Stark a confusing look.

"It was not thanks to you, but Fury." As soon as the voice echoes through the room, you instinctively recognize it—Carol, immediately drawing your attention her way.

"Carol?!" You turn around and notice a tall blonde lady standing behind you, with her hair down and a black pants with a black tank top.

"I heard you came home." She said with her typical smirk, while her big strong hands wrapped your body. You simply just nod.

"How long will you stay?" You knew right away, that it won´t be for long.

"Just tonight, I´ll be leaving tomorrow early in the morning." You sigh, it was like this all the time, Carol will come and go, you didn't hold it against her at all. She is the protector of the whole space, not only The Earth. It was hard for her too, you hoped that she will remeber to be Carol for a bit, not only the Captain Marvel. And thanks to Valkyrie, she´s taking care of herself too, but after what happened to Monica, it became worse again.

"So still nothing?" Carol just shakes her head and you frown.

"But we won´t stop looking and we will find her." Carol is trying to be strong, but all of the people in this room knew, that it was just too much, even for a hero like her.

Trying to ease the situation you speak up. "Well then let´s ejnoy this few hours, all of us together." You smile, "I´m glad you´re home too, Car." She nods and smiles back at you.

"Natasha have mentioned, that you had fallen from third floor..." Carol sits down.

"You never finished that story, (Y/N)." The Widow stares at you and your eyes immedietnly search for Bruce, he only shakes his head.

"Oh um... it is not worth telling, nothing special nor interesting." You smile and quickly grab bunch of chips on the table.

Captain Marvel looks at Natasha and nods, "I see," and with a smirk on her face, she sips from her drink. "One would say, that it would be an interesting story to tell." Carol point out.

"Well it´s not." You take some more chips.

The night flowed seamlessly, filled with lively conversations and shared laughter as everyone talked and truly enjoyed themselves. It was one of those evenings where every conversation was engaging, every joke landed perfectly, and the camaraderie among the Avengers felt stronger than ever.

…

As you wait for the elevator to your room, you can´t help but smile. After a long day, today was really good. After you reached your room it didn’t took you long enough to fall asleep.

...

"MY BEST FRIEND CAME HOME AND NO ONE TOLD ME?!" You hear a voice yell at you. Before you can open your eyes, your hit with what felt like pillow.

"Huh?!" You blink a few times to get use to the light in your room.

"WHEN DID YOU CAME? HOW LONG ARE YOU HERE-" Now it was your turn to take the pillow and throw it at the person. As you finaly focus you notice that it´s Spider-boy himself.

"What time is it?" You mumble, still being half asleep.

"6 A.M. BUT WHY DID NO ONE TOLD ME YOU´RE-" And he is hit with another pillow.

"Don´t yell, please," you rub your eyes.

"You´re not happy to see me?" Peter sits next to you on the bed.

"I'm excited to see you, but maybe not with the yelling and at a more reasonable hour than 6 freaking A.M. I'll be much happier." You smile as you open your arms, inviting him into a nice early morning hug.

"Why did no one told me you´re back? I´m always the last one to know things." Peter whines dramatically as he pulls away from the hug.

"Well Tony told me you went with MJ and May on a dinner, so that´s why he didn´t want to ruin it." You shrug, "Anyways how are things with you and MJ?" You raise your eyebrow and he blushes a bit.

"Things are good, really really good, (Y/N). And yesterday dinner with May was really good, we all had fun." You smile at his response.

"I´m really glad." You are happy for you friend, it took him ages to finally confess to her. "Do you.. uh do you know Kate?" You look at him as Peter nods his head, "well... I met her yesterday, and we had a little converstaion on the roof and... she is nice. Really nice. Clint chose a good person" You say with a little blush on your face.

"Oh my god- is she like really really really nice?" He teases.

"Yeah..." You smile, knowing that Peter got your message.

"That is cute. (Y/N) (Y/L/N) has a crush. Awww." Peter chuckles.

"Eww stop. I don´t know if it´s a crush, maybe it is... but you- " Peter cuts you off.

"Can´t tell anyone. Got it. Don´t worry. But under one condition..." Peter points up a finger.

"And that will be?"

"You have to talk to her, actually talk to her. Not just you´re super topic about the weather." You always talked to people about weather, when there was nothing else to do and you were dying to save the conversation.

"Easy." You smirk.

Spider-boy raises his eyebrows, "Easy? Let me bet, that you you will forget your own name when she looks at you."

"Oh shut up." You get out of the bed, taking just some oversized hoodie, since you already have a black swetapants and a shirt. "And since you woke me up this early, you´re making me a breakfast." Peter just nods as you two walk into the elevator.

...

When Peter starts to make you some pancakes, Carol walks in.

"There you are! I´m leavin for now, but-" You didn´t let her finish, you just rush to give her a warm long hug.

"I know. Just be careful and don´t forget to take care of yourself." The blonde one smiles.

"Copy that. So... see you later?"

"See you later, Cap." You salute her, which makes her laugh. And with that, Carol went into the skies once more and this time you hope you will see her sooner than in 6 months. The sentence 'see you later' is always better than a goodbye.

As you and Peter swap stories, reliving the adventures and crazy story times. Before he can finish his story about training with Bucky, a dark-haired girl strolled in, catching your attention.

"Morning." She smiles at you and then looks at Peter. Her raspy deep morning voice, messy hair and gray sweatpants with a white tanktop is something no one prepered you for.

"Hi, hello, morning, good- one!" Kate smile just widens and she goes past you to the fridge to get a fresh orange jucie.

Peter leans in closer and mumbles. "You owe me 10 bucks," having the most arrogant smile on his face. You just slap his arm.

"Can I get some pancakes too, please?" Kate watches as Peter flips another one on the plate.

"Of course!" He starts to make a few more, until he looks at his phone, "oh no! I completly forgot. (Y/N) watch the pancakes. I have to go, but you ladides have a good morning!" Peter gives you his spatula and even though Kate just nods and sits down, you know what his plan is.

"Bye Peter." You stare at him, but deep down you´re glad that you can spent some alone time with the archer.

He just sends you a wink and leaves the room.

"Need any help with the toppings?" Kate asks, watching you finish the rest of the pancakes.

"N-no, I've got it. I mean, I can handle it. Thank you, though."

Kate chuckles softly, noticing your nervousness. "You seem a bit flustered. Everything alright?"

"Yeah, yeah, just... morning jitters, I guess. I'm not a morning person."

"I see." She smiles.

"Do you have any plans for today?" You look up from the pan.

"Just the usual, a bit of training, maybe some archery with Clint later." Kate asnwers as you put some pancakes infront of her. As Kate tries the pancakes, you feel a sense of relief mixed with a tinge of excitement.

"The pancakes turned out pretty great! Anyway, how about we plan something fun for later? Maybe a movie night?" Kate say while finishing her last piece.

"Sounds perfect! I'd love that, Kate." Oh maybe early mornings are not so bad.

...

Over the next month, the bond between you and Kate flourishes, evolving into a deep and cherished friendship. Training sessions become a shared routine, where sparring sessions turn into moments of encouragement and laughter, each victory and defeat strengthening the relationship between you. Kate's guidance and support during training sessions spark a newfound confidence within you, making each session not just about physical exertion but also about trust and shared goals.

Movie nights become a beloved tradition, the occasional heated debate over the best movie snacks were on daily basis. It's these moments, cozy and intimate, where you find yourself drawn further into the orbit of Kate's infectious personality, her laughter becoming the soundtrack of your nights.

Walking Lucky, Kate's faithful companion, becomes a cherished routine. You find comfort in these quiet moments, admiring Kate's easygoing nature and her love for Lucky, feeling your admiration for her grow stronger with each passing day.

Yet, as your friendship blossoms, so do the feelings within you. What started as little crush has transformed into something deeper, a warmth that lingers whenever you're near Kate, a longing that grows with each shared laugh and meaningful glance. But you bury these feelings deep, treasuring the friendship too much to risk changing its dynamics.

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• Kate Bishop is fiercely protective. Even before dating she’s always behind you. A suit clad arm around your waist, being pulled close to her. Letting anyone in a 50 mile radius know you’re spoken for

• she is the RIZZLER. She can and will charm her way into your heart or pants

•Kate Bishop is a Swiftie, and you can rip that from my cold dead hands

• Stared shamelessly at Victorias Secret displays and had to have her mom drag her away. Her excuse was that “she was appreciating the art”

• Hands. Hands,hands, hands. They’re veiny, calloused a little from stringing bows up. She occasionally paints her nails black, but it gets chipped from practice. Usually wearing two or three silver rings.

• While on the topic of hands. She plays the Bass guitar. Her dad was big into it and she wanted to be just like him. So being the overachiever she is, she picked it up in middle school against her mothers wishes. And GOD is she good with her fingers, in more ways than one if you know what I mean

• her BACK MUSCLES. Archery isn’t easy and requires a lot of upper body strength. So her biceps and back muscles are killer. While she’s not SHREDDED , she’s lean and definitely in shape. She can and WILL remind you that she’s stronger than she looks. What you would give to see them with nothing in the way.

• Cannot stand wearing dresses. She can and WILL pick at it all night so she opts to wear pants instead.

•Kate can’t braid her own hair. She’s tried and tried over and over again to learn but it always comes out a tangled mess. It’s why her hair is always up in that ponytail

• Shes a shameless flirt. Without meaning to, she has gained herself quite the reputation with the ladies on her college campus. Yknow what they say. Freak in the sheets, lady in the streets.

•big ol baby. She’s going to come home from class or training grumbling about how shitty her day was. All she wants to do is sit in your lap, face in your tits while you rub her back and play with her hair

• Accidental sugar daddy. Girl is LOADED. So she’s spoiling the shit out of you. Paying for your nails and picking out the color, paying for dinner, surprising you with breakfast. Buying you a custom necklace for your one year. You ask her, she will get it.

• Takes being a “dog mom” wayyyy too seriously. Lucky is her life and she will talk about him for hours if you don’t stop her.

• Kate bishop is a munch. And I really do believe that. She’s going to beg to go down on you. And who are you to deny that pretty face?

• little Miss Service top. While she’s a switch through and through, she wants to make YOU feel good when she’s on top. Not without a little bit of teasing though.

• Kiss stealer. She’s going to cut you off mid sentence to take a kiss from you. Tap you on one shoulder and then the other, grab a kiss when you turn to face her.

• weirdly enough can sing. You’re not expecting her to be able to sing, but once she opens her mouth you can’t get enough.

•she’s always covered in cuts and bruises from whatever trouble she found herself in. So you’re always cleaning her up

I have so many of these little ideas because Kates honestly the only thing I thing about, so I WILL be making another one at some point.

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[kevainthemultiverse]

April Fools - Kate Bishop

Pairings: Kate Bishop x Fem! reader.

Warnings: Fluff, romantic comedy, cuteness overload because I miss Kate, reader is Spider-Girl.

Word count: 1765.

Kate looks up from her place on the couch to see Y/n in the kitchen with Yelena teaching the blonde how to make her favorite dessert, Brazilian brigadeiro, after they made the whole dinner by themselves. Both were entertained as Y/n made little balls of chocolate and rolled on the sprinkles, completely unaware that Kate is observing Y/n’s every move.

“You look like a stalker,” Clint said next to her, making her, reluctantly, look at him with a questioning look. “Have you ever realized how much you stare Y/n? Every time move she makes is caught because you look at her like a motion detection camera.”

Kate opens her mouth to say something, but it closes quickly. There is nothing she can tell Clint to get out of this position, he caught her, and both know it. The raise of his eyebrow is enough evidence.

“Don’t you think it would be easier if you just talked to her?” He continues to question.

“She is my best friend, Clint.” Kate sighs, looking over her shoulder and seeing Y/n hand Yelena one small chocolate ball, the blonde caught it looking for a few seconds as if inspecting. “I don’t want to ruin our friendship, it’s better if we stay like this.”

“I think that’s stupid.” He bluntly says, shaking his head and sighing. “And you’ll just keep looking at her like a puppy waiting for an owner?”

“Yes.” She said without thinking much, before turning to him quickly. “Wait, that’s rude!”

“It’s the truth.”

“Oh, this is good!” Yelena says in the kitchen, and Kate looks back at them. Yelena has her eyes wide, one hand holding Y/n’s forearm and the other throwing the rest of the chocolate in her mouth. “This is very very good.”

“Right? Now you understand why it’s my favorite.” Y/n replies with a cute small laugh that makes Kate look at her yearning. “Now c’mon, help me make the rest.”

“She will find out, you’re very bad at hiding.” Clint was vocal again, but this time he was getting up, about to stop the commotion in the kitchen due to Yelena making another brigadeiro just to throw in her mouth. “Hey, get out of there, Yelena.”

“Shut up, these are made to be eaten.” Yelena narrows her eyes at him, challenging him.

“Go sit with Kate, Yelena, I will make some extra for you.” Y/n sighs as she points to the living room. “But only if you sit there and don’t steal more brigadeiros.”

“Fine.” She fake complains and gives Clint a hard stare as if saying ‘don’t you dare eat my damn chocolate’.

“Can you make little balls for me, Clint? I’ll make more for Yelena before she kills someone because of chocolate.” Y/n asks before showing Clint what needs to be done.

“Smart girl, I would not hesitate,” Yelena replies as she sits on the couch where the older archer had been before. “You were staring like a creep, Kate Bishop.”

Kate almost chokes on her saliva as she hears it. Not only her mentor, and best friend, had noticed, but now Yelena had noticed too. And maybe Clint was right, it wouldn’t be long until Y/n realizes as well.

Okay, she was a bit slower at noticing romantic advances and Kate would often give really good excuses for her staring, but she wasn’t stupid.

“Is it that obvious?” Kate asks and Yelena nods with a funny face.

“Maybe not to her yet, but she is a superhero. Quick thinking and all of that.”

“Goddamn it!” Kate complains putting her hands on her face with a sigh. “I’m doomed, Yelena.”

“Tomorrow is that day,” Yelena says, trying to remember. “April Fools, use that!”

Kate looks at Yelena clearly confused.

“Do I have to do everything? A prank, that is not a prank.” She rolls her eyes at Kate. “Jesus, Kate Bishop, love made you slow.”

“I’m both offended and grateful.” Kate said as she shook her head.

As the archer leaned her back into the sofa thinking about what she would do tomorrow. Yelena was right, she could use this opportunity to put up to test the strong chemistry between them, but Y/n didn’t make it much clear if she actually felt something romantic for Kate or just as a friend.

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Yelena had left Kate’s apartment late at night, Clint went to sleep on Kate’s bed while Kate and Y/n had left early to go to her apartment. Y/n had inconveniently forgotten her Spider-Girl suit charging and the other one was still drying from when she accidentally fell at the lake. But it allowed Clint to have a better night’s rest with Lucky and no unstoppable laughs coming from the girls.

Kate woke up in the morning confused as to why Y/n was screaming her name in desperation, she sat up trying to open her eyes and focus on her distressed best friend.

“I’m up, what’s going on?” Kate asked shoving the covers to the side and getting up, almost falling in the process, vision still blurred.

“I lost my powers!” Y/n said and to make her point she tried to shoot a web and miserably failed.

“What?!”

“Exactly!” Y/n ran her hands through her hair, which was very disheveled. “I have no idea why this is happening, oh my god.”

Kate is still trying to process as she gets close and puts a hand on Y/n’s shoulder. “Is there something stressing you up? We will get to the bottom of this!”

“I mean, yes… My ex texted me saying they want us to get back.” Y/n sighed as she revealed.

“That little shit-“ Kate breathes in angrily. “I have excellent aim Y/n; I will shoot them!”

“Kate, there’s no-“ Y/n interrupts herself and scrunches her nose up, her mouth opening as she is clearly about to sneeze. “A-a-atchoo!”

Y/n sneezes and Kate’s face is suddenly full of webbing. Her best friend laughs out loud, helping to take out all the webbing covering her eyes, nose and mouth.

“Oops, I think it was webbing constipation.” Y/n defends herself poorly. “April fools!”

“Oh, you-!” Kate says as both manage to take the web out of her face, and she goes to the bathroom to take out the rest and brush her teeth, ignoring how Y/n’s cute smile released the whole zoo inside her stomach.

“Sorry, I couldn’t resist!” Y/n defends herself, leaning on the door. “You always do something, so I wanted to get you first!”

Kate silently brushes her teeth taking the rest of the web and Y/n helps clean her hair. Kate finishes brushing her teeth and suddenly pulls the other close, pressing the spiderling against the sink, one hand on each side of the woman. Y/n’s demeanor changes immediately, eyes widening, breath hitching, cheeks burning crimson and making it very visible to the archer her frustration.

“You shouldn’t play with me like that, Y/n.” Kate says slowly, and Y/n visibly gulps looking deep into her dark blue eyes.

Kate’s fall comes quickly after that, Y/n forcefully changes their places and now the archer was the one being pressed against the sink, eyes wide in surprise at the overconfident way her best friend had done that.

“You accepted that the day you turned into my best friend, Bishop, you were very aware and if anything you think I'm funny as hell.”

Kate gulped, before blurting out. “I like you.” Y/n rolled her eyes as the other one added. “Romantically.”

“Haha, Kate, I already know it’s April Fools.” The spiderling answers, shaking her head. “C’mon I thought you could be more original.”

“I am being original; this is reverse April Fools.” Kate defended herself. “I’m telling the truth instead.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Y/n still didn’t believe her as she pulled away.

Kate then put both hands on the sides of Y/n’s face and pulled her in for a long peck. She felt Y/n get rigid, then sigh slightly as she relaxed, however as if a sudden bucket of cold water was thrown in her head, she gently pushed Kate back.

“Katherine!” She said with wide eyes and crimson cheeks.

“I am being serious now; I didn’t know how to tell you and Yelena suggested doing a prank that was real.” The archer started to talk, looking away a bit embarrassed. “I was planning on a more elaborate prank to see if you felt something for me too, but… I kind of lost my cool.”

“I…“ Y/n was speechless, finally downing on her what was happening.

“I am in love with you, reverse April fools!” Kate sings shaking her hands a bit as silence fills the room.

The other woman suddenly scoffs, shaking her head as she clearly cannot believe her ears. But it’s Kate that is shocked when she speaks again.

“It fucking took you long enough, Kate, seriously. Yelena had to suggest that? Jeez.” Y/n rolls her eyes as she gets closer and kisses Kate’s cheek. “I’m also in love with you, idiot.”

“I swear to god if you’re playing me right now-“ Kate narrows her eyes, getting distrustful.

“I will kiss you to prove it.” Y/n shrugged.

“A real one, no bromancing!” The archer raises an eyebrow, defying Y/n to do that. “Bromance without the bro.”

“…Mance?” Y/n asks in confusion.

“I meant romance actually.” Kate corrects herself, sheepishly.

“I think you should stop talking.” Y/n laughs as she shakes her head.

“I am trying to, but you’re taking too long to kiss me!” The other one defends herself yet again.

Y/n makes the last step and kisses Kate, first a long peck, but then both deepened the kiss putting all their bottled-up feelings into it. When they separated, breathing hard, both laughed.

“Okay, this really isn’t a prank.” Kate said, breathless as she looked lovingly into Y/n’s eyes.

“I’m not sure yet, I think you need to keep kissing me to try and convince me.” Y/n says, clearly not meaning it, but making more excuses to kiss Kate.

“Oh, how dreadful.” Kate replies, smiling. "Normally I'd say you need to put more trust in me but... I don't know, we need to really make sure this isn't a prank."

She had to remember to thank Yelena later, maybe pamper the shit out of her with some brigadeiros and spicy food as a thank you. She would definitely be happy with that.

In the meanwhile, Kate would take her time kissing her best friend, current lover, and future girlfriend. They obviously needed to make sure it wasn’t a prank (an excuse they would use even in the future).

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[spyderlady]

Touch her and you’re dead

(gif by dailymarvelgifs)

note: another kate oneshot because i love her but this one got darker than i intended it to. anyways, i have no idea how the NYC subway works but i did my best to write it as authentically as possible, feel free to correct me! <3

ꗃ pairing: kate bishop x fem!reader

ꗃ warnings: slight violence, foul language, street harassment and catcalling, creepy men

ꗃ word count: 1.6k

summary: a weirdo bothers you on the subway but your strong, protective girlfriend takes care of it

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"What do you want for dinner?" you mumbled the words very faintly, your eyes still shut as you lay your head on Kate's shoulder.

"Um...I uh...I don't know. Whatever you'd like," she replied under her breath.

Kate was awfully quiet today, she was usually the talkative one during these rides. You remained silent and didn't give it much thought. Maybe the day had tired her, it was quite late in the evening after all.

The train roared, the tracks rumbling under the coaches. You nestled against Kate's arm, squeezing it tightly with both of your hands. Subway trips during this hour with your girlfriend were a daily occurrence and one that you were quite fond of. Kate picked you up after work everyday because losing sight of you for a little more than a few hours sends her into a state of pure hysteria, so the two of you took the subway home together, it was just like any other day or so you thought.

"This is a Manhattan bound 1 train. The next stop is 231st street," the automated announcement echoed through the compartment and soon the train came to a hault. The doors opened and closed within a span of a few minutes as you heard a few footsteps shuffling out of the compartment and almost none entered back in. You didn't pay any mind, you were too tired to. Soon, the train started moving again. You hadn't opened your eyes but you knew your compartment was pretty empty. Kate shifted beside you, sliding back and forth, leaning towards you every now and then. After awhile you felt her hand grab your right thigh and she slightly squeezed it. You didn't question it, it just felt like a normal gesture.

Teasing Kate in a public place was a sight for everyone to witness so you didn't leave any opportunities that came your way.

"Oh, look, someone's in a little mood today," you whispered, softly tracing the back of her palm that was on your thigh.

"Mhm," she mumbled, not reacting at all.

Wow, that wasn't very Kate of her, you thought. She would have gotten flustered by now and probably would be showing her assertiveness. You really weren't sure what gave birth to her dry replies, so you decided to ask.

"Is everything alri-?" and before you could even finish your sentence, you felt her sit up straight as her grip on your thigh tightened.

"That motherfucker," she groaned, her muscles were rigid. That's when you looked up at her.

"Hey, what's up with you?" you asked, confused as you stared at her face. Her teeth were clenched, jaw tightened as she stared at something...or someone, angrily. You couldn't read her expression, she seemed furious but also irritated, a hint of jealousy also visible on her face. You decided to check what made her so vexed so you turned your head towards what she was glaring at, only to be horrified yourself the moment you did.

A tall, heavily built, middled aged man sat right across from you two. He had no hair, but a massive tattoo covering his head. His lips were curled into an unsettling crooked smile, almost like a smirk. His gaze was what scared you the most, it was menacing. His dark eyes stared at you through his lashes. His hand was on his crotch while the other one rested under his head, which rested against the wall.

You shuddered, trying to swallow the lump that had formed in your throat. You felt a wave of jolt run down Kate's entire body beside you.

"You know what? Fuck this," she mouthed the words. Your eyes fell upon the fist that had formed in her hand. The veins, a faint blue color, had puckered, creating deep creases on her pale skin. She shifted before trying to stand up but you grabbed her hand quickly and tugged onto it.

"Hey, hey, what do you think you're doing?" you questioned with authority even though you yourself were terrified.

"That asshole is literally begging for a broken jaw so that's what I'm gonna give him," she muttered, through her teeth.

"No, you're not. You're not doing anything," you replied, shaking your head slightly. A close, compact train really wasn't the best place to pick a fight, with zero exits, it really could get nasty real quick.

Kate turned her head towards you, her eyebrows forming into a furrow. "Don't expect me to do nothing when he's literally having the best time of his life, having the grossest thoughts about you." she said, wrathfully.

"Doing something reckless right now really isn't a good idea," you replied, intertwining your fingers with hers.

Kate was silent. Blood had rushed to her face, making it appear flushed.

"He wants attention. Don't give him what he wants, Kate," you added, wisely.

Without uttering a single word, Kate looked away. You shifted in your seat, trying to avoid the gaze of the man. You didn't realize how tightly Kate was holding your hand until it went numb due to the lack of circulation.

"Katherine, my hand is falling asleep," you whispered but Kate didn't respond or loosen her grip. Her mind was somewhere else. You tried to squeeze your fingers out only to fail so you gave up quickly.

"This is a Manhattan bound 1 train. The next stop is Marble hill - 225th street," as soon as Kate heard the announcement, she simply stood up, still grabbing your hand tightly in hers as she walked towards the doorway. The train was still moving and you noticed that the coaches connected to the one you were in were almost empty. You felt your stomach churn, your chest felt heavy.

"Leaving so soon, babe?" a hoarse, unnerving, male voice said from right behind you. You froze in place as a chill ran down your spine. Both of you turned your head towards the voice at the same time. Even though you had never heard of that voice, you knew exactly who it belonged to.

"Why don't you come with me, doll?" he continued, placing his large hand on your shoulder, his grip was firm. "You know what? I'll take your friend too," he added, smugly, pointing towards Kate.

Before you could utter a single word, Kate moved quickly. She pulled you behind her, almost tucking you like a little kid and everything that happened after was too quick for you to comprehend in that moment.

You saw her fist fly towards the man's face before thrusting into it with full force. The man groaned and fell to his knees. She landed a forceful kick to his ribs before the man fell to the floor.

Kate bent over his body and quickly grabbed his collar with just one hand as she pulled his limp body up. You felt the muscles in her bicep tighten under your moist, sweaty palms.

"Touch her again and you're dead," she muttered, furiously, under her breath.

The man was pretty much knocked out from those punches, he only slightly moaned in pain. After all, Kate was a black belt.

"I'll crack your skull open if you ever dare to think of her in that nasty mind of yours! Do you understand, dipshit?" she added, dropping him to the floor. His body slumped, falling with a loud thud. Faint gasps echoed from the direction of the only two people that occupied the compartment along with you. They were too flabbergasted to actually react to what just happened and that included you.

The train came to a hault then, the doors opened, exposing the platform outside. You stood frozen, still horrified, but Kate dragged you out the door and into the station without saying a single word. She pulled you to an isolated corner and finally spoke up. "Baby, are you okay?" her voice broke as she cupped your face in both her hands. Without replying, you lifted your hand to lightly touch the hand she threw the punches with. You very gently brought it infront of you to examine it, carefully. Her knuckles were a deep shade of crimson and the area around it a very faint purple. You traced little circles around it, trying to sooth it to your best. "Are you okay?" you asked with deep sadness in your voice.

"I'm fine," she whispered, looking down.

You placed your hand under her chin to lift it up so that you could meet her gaze. Her eyebrows were pulled close together, the inner corners angled upwards. Her lips were pressed together in a line as her sorrowful, sapphire eyes met yours.

"Thank you," you whispered ever so softly.

A very subtle, mellow smile pulled her lips slightly upwards. Without saying anything, her hand reached out to grab the back of your neck. You felt the coarse surface of her palm against your bare skin. She pulled you closer and leaned down, pressing her lips softly to your forehead. You both remained silent but the intrusive thoughts were slowly creeping into your mind. You knew you were safe with her but the utter thought of what would've happened if she wasn't with you today sent a shiver down your spine. You were certain that you would've never been able to take on that man alone. Kate quickly picked up on your body language and wrapped her arms around you, tightly. "I won't let anything happen to you, love," she whispered, running her fingers through your hair. You closed your eyes, burying your face in her chest because you knew you were safe.

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[unholyhelbig]

How about a bartender!Kate in which Kate is a new employee of the bar that reader frequents on bad days and Kate is one of the first people not to sympathize with her and just full of banter. I just think a cocky bartender Kate would be … neat

[This is 18+, if you are a minor DO NOT INTERACT]

Title: Two Fingers of Whiskey

Ship: Female!Reader x Bartender!Kate Bishop

Warnings: Top!Kate, Bottom!reader, Dom!Kate, Sub!reader, light dom/sub, finger sucking, Fingering (r receiving), Hate fuck (?) yeah, this is a hate fuck.

[A/n: Go easy on me, I haven't written smut since my Pitch Perfect days & I've been under quarantine for the last five days, I've got brain rot & did not proofread.]

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Kate began to expect your visits. Her eyes would drift to the novelty Miller High Life clock that was hanging on the wall. Six pm. Twice a week you’d wander into the bar and let out the haze of smoke and Dior Fahrenheit. Your eyes would search for hers with the same amount of ferocity, and Kate would try to swallow back the pride that was resulted by your hatred.

It started out as hatred, anyway.

Kate Bishop had made it a point to listen to people and their problems. Being a bartender at a seedy basement establishment was more than mixing drinks and cracking open frothy beers. She’d been told her first week that she was a half-bit therapist, and had laughed it off until she was listening to stories of corporate drabble, sudden deaths, and quiet loveless frustrations.

It had been two years since she started the nightshift at Copper’s, and she could spot the sadness from miles away. She could spot that frustration too. Kate became admittedly bored with the way her life had fallen into routine, so when a certain energy presented itself, she pushed.

Kate loved to push with you.

You’d looked tentative when you’d first entered Copper’s, your gaze moving across the dark green paint, the booths that were sticky. Your nice shoes had crunched over broken peanut shells and a certain film covered the walls, the stained-glass lamps over each table. Your hand tightened on your bag, and that gave Kate a sick sort of satisfaction. You took note of her nametag, not customed, a small label being printed and taped over an existing name.  

She admired the way you carried yourself with such assuredness after allowing for one moment of doubt. Instead of turning around and going back out onto the busy city streets, you took the two steps down and carefully sat yourself at the far end of the bar.

“We don’t have anything fancier than a house white.”

“Boston Lager?”

You’d lifted a perfect eyebrow and Kate nodded stuffing the rag she’d been using into her back pocket before reaching into the cooler and pulling out the dark amber bottle. She used the edge of the counter to pop the cap off, not caring where it landed. Foam dripped across her fingertips, and she forbade a coaster when she set it down in front of you.

Two sips before you spoke. The first was tentative, and the second was assured. Kate watched carefully as your throat worked at the drink. She frowned in the dark light, trying to rush away any inappropriate thoughts of her lips against an expanse of skin.

“I’m not pretentious.” You said, setting the bottle down.

Kate hummed. It was a non-committal noise. She picked up one of the glasses, still warm from going through the dishwasher, and went on wiping the detergent spots from the clear surface. Though, she saw you frown out of the corner of her eye and bit back her reaction.

“Seriously. You offered me wine.”

“You don’t like wine?”

“No. I like wine; I just don’t like when strangers presume that I like wine.”

Kate couldn’t help but smile at this. She replaced a glass and grabbed another one. The frustration on your face was admirable, and you seemed to balk at Kate’s direct attention. You fidgeted and began to peel the edges of the dark blue label on your drink, only where the condensation had allowed easy removal.

“We have house white, darling.”

“White Horse, then. Straight.”

Kate scoffed and set her second glass down. If she had been worried, truly worried, that you were going to do something stupid she would give you a few more watered down beers and send you on your way. But she liked the way you wanted to spite her. It made her fingers twitch. She pulled the bottle from the second shelf and counted two fingers of whiskey.

You took it back in one gulp, breathing through your nose before taking a tiny sip of your beer to quell the burn. Kate was infatuated with the way you sat straighter, the way you flashed her a small cocky smile. I can take the hard stuff.

“Rough day, then?” Kate sighed and filled your glass again, calling your bluff.

She leaned against the counter and watched you watching her. It gave her a sick pleasure, nudging you like this. She wouldn’t’ go far, really, she just needed to have some break in her normal routine, and you seemed like you needed a few things to forget yourself.

“The roughest.” You leveled her with an apprehensive stare. “You care?”

“Not particularly. But I’ll listen.”

“You’re an ass.”

“I’m an ear.” Kate made a sweeping motion with her hand “be my guest, sweetheart. You can vent to anyone in here.”

It was just the two of them. Sure, in about an hour, her usual crowd would rear its head. There were only three others that frequented, and they lingered by the one pool table and ordered two pitchers of the cheapest beer. They left Kate alone and she left them alone.

You contemplated her offer for a brief moment, letting out a labored breath as if Kate was burdening you instead of offering relief. “I have a shitty client. Very demanding.”

“What do you do?” Kate tried.

“I’m an archivist for the city of New York. Cold Cases mainly. There are hundreds of thousands of physical case boxes that reside in basements and closets just waiting to be digitally entered.” You threw back your drink and tapped the side of the glass. Kate took the hint and poured until the buttery liquid coated the bottom.

Kate had to admit; that was quite the job. It sounded like a lot of sadness, however, that wasn’t what you carried on your shoulders tonight. Annoyance was the overarching emotion that was expressed on your delicate features.

So, the bartender did what she did best, she didn’t’ ask about what was in the boxes. She wasn’t privy to know. She wanted to know what about the boxes bothered you to the point of drinking close to a handle of liquor in a seedy bar.

You answered before she could ask “corporate bullshit. They want us to enter all of these cases for the pure purpose of shelving them electronically. I mean, we don’t even have a cold case unit anymore. But some of these… you can tell the leg work wasn’t done. The boyfriend did it. The jealous co-worker, it’s all written so plainly that I stupid archivist that should be working at a museum can see it!”

“Wow.” Kate said.

“Wow?”

She hummed again, this time after you swallowed your drink, she took the glass and threw it into the plastic tub. It made an empty hollow sound. Kate grinned at you in this infuriating type of way that made you want to kiss her or slap her. Either way, you shifted uncomfortably.

“What do you want me to say, sweetheart? That’s a shit situation, yeah. But there are shittier ones.”

“You are such an ass.” You repeated your earlier sentiment. She smiled brighter.

“That’ll be $15.00 even.”

Despite her difficulty, you dug through your bag until you threw a twenty on the counter and mumbled that she keep the change. Kate watched as you left that day and the smile never left her face. She liked you, she thought. And more than anything, she knew that you would be back. There was something about Kate’s lack of caring that got to people. There was no sympathy, only agreement.

 Two days later you were back inside the grimy interior of Copper’s. It took Kate a second to recognize you. Instead of nicely pressed clothing, you were in a pair of gray sweatpants and a t-shirt that had the band ‘Rush’ scrawled across your chest. Kate didn’t’ let her stare linger. You sat in the same stool, and Kate felt your eyes rake her up and down.

“Have you lodged a formal complaint against me?” Kate asked.

“No.”

“Good. Then what can I get for you, darling?”

You ordered the same Boston Loger as before and Kate complied, not even offering the cheap box-wine they served in a chilled glass just to make it taste a little more worth-it. Strands of hair fell into your eyes and Kate clenched the dishtowel in her hands a little harder to keep herself from reaching forward and brushing them from your stare.

Kate couldn’t hold her tongue, and that annoyed her. The first time she saw you, it was so easy to grate on your nerves. This time, you looked slightly broken, and even Kate had her limits when it came to bothering the patrons.

“What’s wrong?” Kate asked.

“Do you care what’s wrong?”

“If I’m honest, not in the slightest. But you seem bothered, and I’m the only one around the listen.”

“How long?”

Kate raised both of her eyebrows and lilted her head to the side like a confused animal. She had both of her palms pushed up against the bar, a tank-top with the logo of the establishment stretched across her chest. Your mouth was dry, but you didn’t take a sip of your drink. Kate watched as your fingers delicately circled the opening of the amber bottle. You blinked at her, eyelids heavy.

“Excuse me?”

“How long are you going to be alone here?”

She blinked to make sure she heard you right. She had someone coming in to relive her in about an hour but was more than happy to sit here and talk with you until that time. It seemed like you had other ideas, and part of her was curious about that. It shot straight to her core and warmed her cheeks.

“You’re not going to murder me, are you?” Kate teased.

“And add to all those boxes I have to archive? Please.”

Kate cleared her throat and started to work at the back of the apron at her waist. It seemed frantic and you finally lifted your drink, downing it in a few gulps. You needed to let off some steam, it seemed, and Kate was more than happy to provide. After-all, she was a bartender and her job was to listen- to provide. Kate rationalized all of this before she had her apron off.

“Would you look at the time?” you stood, reaching into your pocket and pulling out a ten. “I’m running late. Keep the change, darling.”

Kate paced back and forth along the length of the bar, muttering things to herself. She deserved that, really- she did, but it had been three whole days and she was still sufficiently pissed off that you had thrown her attitude right back at her. That wasn’t allowed.

No one had ever done that to her before and you’d made her stomach roll with attraction and even anticipation with just a few simple words and insinuations. Sure, you tipped well, and you drank and then left, but she didn’t actually want to admit that she was having fun talking to you.

And more than anything, she didn’t want to admit that she was flicking her eyes to the clock on the wall, getting only a slight bit of relief when it passed your usual time. Today, however, you did show up.

Kate could feel the tension in her jaw as she watched you walk through the doors. The scent had become familiar to you, something she could tell by the way you breathed in deeply, grounding yourself.

You wore tighter clothes, and Kate struggled not to rake her eyes up and down your figure, the way the fabric hugged every inch of you. The sweatpants and t-shirt were gone, instead you had on a dress with a long slit running up the side, exposing tanned skin.  She focused on the way you walked, the way you leaned forward on the bar, pressing your cleavage forward.

“This isn’t going to work twice.” Kate said, crossing her arms over her chest.

She was admittedly sore over your teasing, despite how well-earned it was. And that tight dress did look stunning on you. Even the low smoggy haze of Coppers she shivered at the thought of tearing it off of you, of moving the zipper down the small of your back and kissing up your spine.

You cleared your throat. “I actually came here to apologize.”

“Did you, now?”

“Yes,” You said through gritted teeth as if it physically pained you to say the words. “You were right… the first time we met. My problems seem big, but compared to other things, they’re not detrimental. Even though I was mad, teasing you like that was below me.”

“Oh, I’m not so sure much is below you.”

Kate raked her eyes up and down your body. Your cheeks heated and you let out a groan. Because damn-it, she was so infuriating, and though you’d come back to the bar a second time to drive her crazy, it seemed to have the opposite effect.

“I have the keys to the boss’s office.” Kate offered deviously “No windows and a desk.”

Kate watched you swallow hard, contemplating her offer. She twirled the keys around her ring finger expertly and when you finally nodded she felt herself lean against the counter, close enough to where her lips brushed yours, the warmth was all encompassing, electrifying.

“I need to hear you say it, sweetheart. What exactly do you want?”

With hesitation you forced the words through your lips. This was wildly out of character for you, usually prim and proper and not demanding things from a strange bartender with ghostly blue eyes and expert fingers. “I want you to take me into that office and fuck me until I can’t walk.”

Kate smiled, closing the gap between the both of you with a breathless kiss, her tongue invading your mouth. You moaned into the simple gesture before she pulled away. “All you had to do was ask.”

With a chivalrous gesture, Kate took your hand and guided you easily down a large step behind the bar. You’d never seen this side of things, and though you hadn’t expected anything breathtaking, it gave you a better view of the empty establishment.

You didn’t have much time to contemplate as you were guided through a narrow hallway that had an employee schedule posted on the wall, and a few boxes of unopened liquor. There was a citrus scent that invaded your senses and soon you were out of the cold and in a small office that looked as if it hadn’t been touched in months.

The hum of the cooling units was drowned out and a warmth caused bumps to rise against your skin. Kate had you pushed against the door in a matter of seconds, her mouth back on yours, a knee between your legs, shoving them open. Desperately, you tried to grind down, alleviating some of the heat in your core.

Kate’s hand came up to grip your chin, disconnecting her lips from yours “We’re impatient, aren’t we?”

You could only whimper in response, the corner of Kate’s mouth lilted up into a semi smile, too much like a smirk for your liking. The expression did things to you. Here was this cocky bartender that was too content for her own good- yet, in this moment, you would let her have you in any way she wanted.

“I’ll fuck you senseless on the desk, but only if you can be patient. Can you do that for me? Can you be a good girl?”

“I… yes.”

“What was that? I thought we talked about you using your words, sweetheart.”

“Can you please fuck me on the desk? I’ll be a good girl.”

That seemed to be enough. Kate slid her hands around to the back of your thighs and lifted you with an unnatural bout of strength, a noise of surprise escaping your lips. You had seen her arms a few days earlier when she was in that tank-top, but she had settled you on the desk effortlessly, standing between your legs.

Kate’s mouth nipped at your jawline, sucking perfect bruised circles against your skin that she soon soothed with her tongue. You didn’t mind her marking you, though you mentally made a note to pick up some concealer on the way home. She made quick work with the zipper at your spine, pulling it down to the warm air. She slid your sleeves down your shoulders, exposing your breasts to her prying eyes.

She took a moment to admire you, giving your hip a small squeeze. You took the hint and lifted off the desk just enough for her to pull the rest of the fabric away. It dropped to the floor. Kate smiled at you, drinking you in. “Wow”

“Wow?”

Kate hummed and returned to working at your chest. This time she went lower, nipping at the sensitive skin around your nipple. You dug your fingers into the fabric of her shirt, letting out a groan of pleasure. Her fingers were testing at the waistline of your underwear, not quite dipping past the elastic.

Kate’s tongue was so warm, so encompassing. You arched your back, not denying her access to any part of you. Her expert hands finally pushed past the barrier of fabric, running up your entrance.

“Oh, shit, darling. You’re so worked up.”  Her words vibrated against you, and you struggled not to buck forward, to press into her lingering touch. Kate seemed to sense your frustration. “uh-uh, we’re being patient, remember? If you want release, you’ll have to beg for it.”

Beg? You weren’t the begging type. Unfortunately, you weren’t in the position to do anything but what she demanded. The thought of Kate inside of you, even in the smallest capacity, was driving you insane.

“Kate,” You hummed her name.

A sound got stuck in her throat at the sound of her name pushing through your kiss-bruised lips. She edged the end of the noise, almost phrasing it like a question. She didn’t want to give herself away, how much seeing you like this got her wet.

“Please, I need you inside me. I need to feel you.”

Before you could get out another word, she pushed a single, teasing finger inside. You fell forward, pressing your nose against the small of her neck with an exasperated breath. Kate painstakingly added another finger, pumping in and out of you with a method to her madness. You bit into her shoulder, not enough to hurt, but enough to muffle your noises of satisfaction as she swiped her thumb against your clit.

Kate’s other hand returned to your breast, squeezing and toying. It sent pleasure straight to your core, and Kate could feel you begin to tighten around her. She slowed her movements. “Beg,” She commanded.

“I’m going to cum,” you whispered into her shoulder, grasping fruitlessly at the fabric of her shirt, trying to pull her as close to you as possible.

“Are you?” She asked, slowing her pace.

“I… Kate please let me cum, I can’t hold on much longer I-“ another moan escaped you, and it took you a few breathes to compose yourself to some sort of semblance. “please”.

“That’s a good girl,” Kate praised, returning the circular motions to your clit. “Cum for me, sweetheart.”

That’s all you needed to hear to unwind for her. You clenched around her fingers, chills running from your core to every inch of your exposed body. A guttural noise of pleasure was silenced by Kate’s lips against yours, her throat silencing you as much as she could. Satisfaction rushed through you, aftershocks of her movements twitching through you. Kate withdrew herself from you, a self-assured smile on her lips as she moved them up to her lips and sucked them clean, never breaking eye contact with you.

“I need a drink,” You breathed out, words trembling. Your forehead pressed against hers, still panting, still recovering from her expert touch.

Kate scoffed, shaking her head “We don’t have anything fancier than a house white.”

#Kate Bishop #Kate Bishop x reader #Kate Bishop x y/n #Kate Bishop x you #hailee steinfeld #Hawkeye #hawkeye fanfiction #Request

[yelenasdiary]

How about some Hailee fluff? Like Hailee having a bad day or something and when she gets home reader takes care of her

My Angel

Pairing: Hailee Steinfeld x Reader

Summary: When your girlfriend comes home after a long and tiring day of film promotion, you do everything you can to take care of her.

Pinch of Angst (literally will miss it if you blink) | Fluff | No Warnings | 1K |  

AC: I haven’t written for Hailee in so long! Thank you for requesting some more Hailee, I hope you enjoy it x 

The apartment was filled with the soft sound of your favorite playlist playing ever so softly as you were curled up on the sofa with a book. You'd spent the entire day doing some spring cleaning and getting dinner on for when your girlfriend, Hailee came home. She was out all day, every day for the entire week promoting her new film and as much as Hailee loved her job, you could see this week was starting to take its toll on her. 

So, to help make her day a little better, you decided to surprise her with her favorite meal for dinner. With dinner in the slow cooker, it gave you some free time to relax and try to finish up the book you had been reading for the last two days. The raddle of keys jiggling in the door made you smile softly to yourself as you closed your book, ready to greet Hailee. 

"Hi love! How was your day?" You smiled softly when your girlfriend looked at you with those big beautiful brown eyes that you loved so dearly. Hailee sighed as she kicked off her heels, "it was fine" she replied but you knew something wasn't fine. You opened your arms for her and she wasted no time crashing into your arms. "I missed you so much" she spoke as you hugged her tightly, "I missed you too darling" you replied. 

You held her for a while, just standing in the middle of the hall holding her. It was awkward or anything, it felt nice, and you knew she needed it. "I washed your pjs and placed them on the bed for you and I have your favourite cooking in the slow cooker" you spoke, breaking the silence. 

"Mm" she hummed, "is that what smells so good?" she pulled away with a soft smile. 

"Let's hope it taste as good as it smells" you chuckled before you helped Hailee take off her coat, "do you want to talk about today?" you asked. Hailee shook her head, "I'm exhausted and just wanna be with you" she replied. 

"Well, how about I run you a relaxing bath or if you'd rather, a perfect shower and by the time you're done, dinner should be ready. We can eat then for dessert, I have made homemade apple pie we can eat while watching some movies, if you want" you offered. 

"I could use one of your perfect showers" Hailee smiled. 

"A perfect shower coming right up!" 

The bathroom filled with stream when Hailee entered, your hand under the water to make sure it was the perfect temperature before adding a shower streamer on the floor. Using one of her favorite ones, the cherry blossom tree scent brought a smile to her lips as you placed it in the corner of the shower floor. 

"Your shower is ready my love" you smiled at her, placing a kiss on her forehead. 

"Thank you, baby" Hailee replied. 

You loved taking care of her, even if it was just small things like running her a shower or fixing her a sandwich and after being together for over four years, you could always tell when Hailee needed a break and needed some extra TLC. 

While she was in the shower you started to dish up dinner before putting a home-made apple pie in the oven for later. It was long until you felt Hailee wrap her arms around your waist and pull her closer into her, "thank you my angel, you're amazing" she spoke before placing a gently kiss on your left cheek. You turned in her arms, wrapping your arms gently behind her neck "anything for you" you replied with a soft smile. 

"You should come with me tomorrow, I have a couple of interviews and a photoshoot" Hailee kindly brushed a lock of hair behind your ear as you nodded at her suggestion, "I'd love to come!" You replied before kissing her deeply. "But right now, let's not think about work, let's have some dinner and some apple pie later" you added before turning in her arms again and grabbing the two plates of food. 

——

After dinner, Hailee helped you with the dishes before the two of you rested on the sofa while trying to find a movie to watch. Hailee snuggled up to your side, tracing random patterns on the exposed skin of your stomach as you flicked through the ever ending list of movies, suggesting one after another. 

You couldn't help but smile to yourself at the sight of your girlfriend in her own little world. It was moments likes this that you would always treasure the most. With your free hand you began to run your fingers through her long brown hair just as you both finally agreed on a movie. 

"Babe" Hailee's voice stopped you from pressing play, "yes baby?" You looked at her with a comforting smile. By the look in her eyes, you knew what she was going to ask. "Could we have our pie now? The smell is making me hungry again" she asked followed by a chuckle. 

"Right when I got comfy, I knew it!" You playfully rolled your eyes before getting up from the sofa to get a slice of pie each. 

"You're the best!! I love you!" Hailee called out. 

"Yeah, yeah" you joked. 

The night ended with the crumbles of left over apple pie slices on small plates on the coffee table while Hailee snored softly in your arms, your fingers continuing to run through her hair as you finished the end of the movie. She looked to peaceful to move so you put on another movie to which you fell asleep to. By morning, Hailee woke up in your arms. A soft smile tugged at her lips when she looked up at you and saw you were still asleep, the television remote on the floor and the TV on Netflix's home screen. She placed a soft kiss on your forehead as she got up before covering you with a throw blanket "I love you" she whispered before making her way into the kitchen to make herself a coffee.

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#hailee steinfeld #hailee steinfield x reader #fanfiction

[scmg11]

HAILEE STEINFELD x READER - BODYGUARD (PART2)

PART 1

-

"You sure?" Hailee asked undure, wringing her hands as she switched her eyes from Y/N’s bandages to her eyes.

"I’m sure Hailee. You don’t need to keep feeling bad. I would have felt 10 times worse if this happened to you. So I’m glad it happened to me." Y/N admitted with honesty, trying with all her best to not think about what happened to her happening to Hailee.

"I know, but I still feel bad."

"Think about it this way, you patched me up. We’re even now."

"Okay, yeah, fine." Hailee smiled as she finally gave up in arguing with Y/N, but her smile dropped immediately when the bus swerved a bit and caused Hailee to loose her balance and crash into Y/N’s body, instinctively moving her hands to her front to stop her crash, only for them to come in contact with Y/N’s contracted abdomen, while Y/N’s right arm instinctively circled her waist to prevent her to fall.

"You okay?" Y/N asked in worry, only then noticing their faces got incredibly close.

"Y-yeah." Hailee cleared her throat when she felt her voice a little bit strained and hoarse, "thank you for saving me. Again."

"You’re welcome." Hailee had an hard time in trying to find the willpower to pull away from Y/N but she finally did when she realized her staring into Y/N’s eyes while her hand laid softly on her abdomen wasn’t exactly friendly nor professional.

"Did I hurt you?" Y/N smiled gently at Hailee’s thoughtfulness and shook her head softly, easing Hailee’s worries.

"No, don’t worry. Are you okay though?"

"Yeah, luckily you were with me." Hailee joked to try to calm her heartbeat down, fearing Y/N would hear it from her position and mustered a teasing smirk to tease Y/N too.

"Oh yeah, I’m becoming your hero!" Y/N cracked a joke too and made Hailee laugh heartily at her words, her chuckles warming Y/N’s heart and making her stomach do somersaults at that heavenly sound.

"Yeah! I will have to keep you, so you can stick around and save me whenever I need to be saved!" Hailee kept joking as she grinned mischievously at Y/N, watching her rolling her eyes good-naturedly.

"Oh yeah! That sounds amazing! Oh wait- that’s my job actually!" Y/N kept joking, liking this new dynamic between them.

"Okay, yeah, whatever." Hailee rolled her eyes teasingly before smiling at her widely and winking at her back when Y/N winked at her continuing their friendly banter.

"Y’know what-." Y/N went to counter Hailee back but a voice over them echoed around the tour bus’ living room.

"Excuse me, miss Y/L/N. We are 12 miles away from the concert venue. We still need to tidy up all the stuff from the concert in the other bus, we left in a hurry. We need to stop."

"Do not move. We will continue this conversation." Y/N warned Hailee jokingly with her index finger pointed at her when they both lowered their heads after lifting them up to the bus’ roof at the voice speaking through the speakers and locked their gazes.

"Yeah, it’s not that hard since we are in a bus." Hailee joked back as she watched Y/N walk past her and make her way towards the driver, swallowing loudly when her eyes casted down on Y/N’s ass, more visible now that the shirt wasn’t covering it almost entirely. Jeez, get a grip on yourself Hailee.

-

"Okay, that was the last one. We can set off again." Stephen, one of the sound technicians, announced after setting everything in place in the second tour bus.

"We have just 2 hours of driving before arriving to the designated hotel in Tampa."

"Okay great! I’m exhausted." Y/N announced with a small yawn, trying to stretch her arms above her head slowly and softly to prevent the cut to open more and risking it to bleed again.

"How do you feel?" Hailee asked with worry in her brown irises, eyeing Y/N’s now covered lower stomach before meeting Y/N’s eyes with her eyebrows furrowed.

"Much better." Y/N smiled gently down at Hailee and caressed her bandaged and covered by her t-shirt cut softly and slowly. "Still hurts and stings but luckily a lot better since you helped me in patching me up."

"That’s good!" Hailee admitted gently, before starting to fidget on her spot while playing with the rings on her fingers. "Do- do you wanna stay in my tour bus tonight? Y-your bandages need to be replaced and I-I can help you."

Y/N smiled softly at the singer shyly explaining her reason for her to want her to stay with her, but it made her stomach flip excitedly nonetheless. "Are you offering to help me again?" Y/N asked with a small teasing lilt in her tone, watching delighted as a small blush appeared on Hailee’s cheeks and smiled warmly down at her at her sweet and cute reaction.

"Y-yeah. It’s the least I can do. And I-I mean, I promised to start over, so we can get to know each other more."

"I would like that." Y/N answered earnestly, deciding to have some mercy on the singer now resembling a tomato as her blush intensified while talking and watched amused as the blush intensified some more somehow as Hailee nodded in understanding.

"G-great!"

"Hey, Y/N! You coming?!" Y/N smiled politely at the driver as he made his way into the bus before turning towards the source of the voice calling her.

"Sorry guys, but I’m staying with Hailee tonight." Y/N announced apologetically, smiling sheepishly at her new friends and hoping they will not tease her about her statement.

"Oh yeah?" Jasmine asked innocently, but the smile she sent Y/N was far from being innocent and held a dangerous and teasing kind of mischief Y/N was afraid to witness but luckily Mick stopped her before she could keep talking.

"How are you Hailee? It must have been intense."

"A bit yeah. But thankfully Y/N was there." Y/N met Hailee’s gaze and smiled softly at her, mirroring the singer’s own grin after she finished talking before meeting Jasmine’s eyes and warned her to not talk.

"Yeah, that’s right. And you will have her with you tonight. You will be super safe." Y/N wanted to strangle her friend right then and there at the exaggerated tone she used to say ‘super safe’ but talked herself out of it when she darted her eyes towards Hailee and noticed the girl looked unfazed by Jasmine’s words, not really sure if Hailee caught on Jasmine’s innuendo or she let it slide. Y/N was grateful nonetheless.

"Sorry to interrupt Miss Steinfeld but we need to move or we will be late for our moving schedule."

"Yeah yeah. Goodnight guys!" Hailee nodded before waving at Jasmine and Mick with a big smile.

"Goodnight Hailee! Goodnight Y/N!" Mick was the first to bid them a goodnight then Jasmine butted in.

"Night Y/N! Night Hailee! Sweet dreams to you both!"

Y/N sent a withering glare at Jasmine before putting a polite smile on and waved at her friends, "goodnight guys!"

-

"Ugh, you don’t even know how good it is when I finally take my makeup off!" Hailee admitted after settling unceremoniously on the couch Y/N was sat in and groaned in fatigue.

"Yeah, I bet. I wear light makeup everyday and I get so happy when I take it off. I can’t even start to imagine you with all your stage makeup. It feels awful."

"It’s not that bad wearing it during the show, but after finishing the show I just want to take my makeup off, wear a pair of sweats and a hoodie and just lay down on the couch." Hailee admitted as she readjusted her body so she could look into Y/N’s eyes properly.

"It seems like my favorite kind of day." Y/N admitted with a warm smile, "no makeup, comfort food and comfy clothes."

"Ugh! We are definitely doing this one of these nights!" Hailee announced as she closed her eyes just a moment to let the fatigue of the night leave her body as she relaxed on the couch.

"It would be great. I’ll be there."

"You kinda have to." Hailee trailed off and snorted when Y/N looked at her confused, "y’know, for your job."

"Oh! Yeah, I have to stay with you because of my job, but I like spending time with you." Y/N felt the need to clarify after noticing the little sad smile Hailee was wearing and felt ten times lighter when she watched that sad smile morph into a big, genuine, brighter-than-the-sun smile.

"I like spending time with you too." Y/N felt her stomach flip at Hailee’s admission and smiled gently down at her, holding her breath when she watched the singer lean down on the couch and lay her feet clad in a pair of soft, grey socks on her lap comfortably.

"Comfy?" Y/N asked sarcastically with a wide grin and watched as Hailee adjusted her upper body to be as comfortable as possible before nodding at Y/N with a satisfied grin.

"Yeah, I’m really comfy after a long concert night, while becoming a nurse to patch your ass up in the meantime."

"Yeah that’s true. But you wouldn’t have become a nurse to patch my ass up if your stupid ass listened to my instructions."

"I just wanted to say hi to my fans!" Y/N smiled softly as she shook her head at Hailee’s reasoning before nodding gently at her as she couldn’t counter back her statement.

"Alright, but next time, behind me, please. I got scared that bottle could’ve hit you." Y/N admitted in a strained voice, pushing away the images of the moment she saw the broken bottle move fast towards Hailee and tried to suppress the feeling of dread when she thought she couldn’t have made that far to protect Hailee. Luckily she did save her.

"Noted boss."

"Don’t call me that." Y/N countered back with a snort, making Hailee chuckle alongside her after a beat of silence, "it makes me sound old and boring."

"Well, you kinda are." Hailee teased as she bit on her bottom lip to prevent her smile to crack her serious façade, but the incredulous face Y/N regarded her with was making it a really difficult task to complete for Hailee.

"What?! We’re the same age Hailee!"

"I know, I was talking about the boring part." Hailee let her wide smile free and it rolled on her beautiful features like the sun peeking out of the clouds in a cloudy day. It was a mesmerizing sight. Y/N almost got struck by the beauty and the radiance of it, so much so she almost forgot to pretend to be mad at Hailee for teasing her about her being boring.

"Unbelievable."

"It is what it is." Y/N shook her head in disbelief at Hailee’s smirk and pushed her gently on the shoulder when she heard her chuckle under her breath.

"Y’know what? I think I’m gonna go in my bus. I’m not welcomed here since I’m being mocked right now." Y/N countered back as she made the move to sit up just to tease Hailee back, a small smile almost twitching her lips up softly, but she didn’t relent.

"No! No, c’mon!" Hailee grabbed Y/N’s forearm and tugged her down gently, but when she didn’t budge one bit and continued to sit up from the couch, she yanked on Y/N’s forearm hard and pushed her back down on the couch, this time making her sit a bit closer to her from the harshness of her yanking on Y/N’s arm.

"Take that back."

"What?"

"You know what." Y/N lifted her left eyebrow in challenge when Hailee kept staring at her with clearly fake innocence, the small twitching of her lips giving her away immediately.

"I seriously don’t know what you’re talking about."

"I know for sure you do know. C’mon, I’m not boring!"

"Hm, we don’t know each other that much and we hardly hang out, so I am just relying on the small informations I gathered until now."

"Okay then, let’s get to know each other and you will see who’s the boring one."

-

"Please!"

"No."

"But- why not?" Y/N didn’t break her staring contest with Hailee, who pouted at Y/N as her eyes gleamed under her hotel bedroom’s lights.

"Because you can’t. I have clear instructions. No visiting fans detour during the event."

"But we’re friends! Friends help each other! You can bend some rules for me!"

"Hailee, those rules exist just for you and because of you!" Y/N countered back with incredulous wide eyes and an amused smile as she gazed at Hailee in entertainment, who pouted cutely at her.

"It’s not fair!" Y/N found extremely endearing Hailee stomping her right foot on the ground as she crossed her arms under her chest and deepened her pout at Y/N, but she didn’t mention it. "Why can’t I go to them to just say hi?"

"Because you are presenting a category. Around the end of the show. So you need to stay there until you need to go up the stage." Y/N explained patiently before lifting a curious eyebrow and directing it at Hailee, "I thought you were the star and I was the bodyguard. You should know these things. Not the way around."

"I know! But they had been waiting for so long. Just a couple of pictures. Please!" Y/N had to literally fight against herself from squishing Hailee’s cheeks when she batted her eyelashes at her with puppy dog eyes and the cutest pout she had ever seen to try to make her cave in her request, but she had to be strong.

"I’m sorry Hailee. No bending rules."

"Pretty please! You will be with me the whole time! You can even glue yourself on my back. Just please. I tweeted I would say hi to them!" Hailee quickly grabbed her phone and showed her previous tweet to Y/N, the tweet now having thousand and thousands of likes and retweets, not to mention the comments section full of fans freaking out over Hailee’s tweet.

Y/N sighed out loud and watched as a big smile overtook Hailee’s features as she realized she caved in her request. "Fine. But only for 5 minutes!"

Hailee squealed loudly before launching herself into Y/N’s arms and hugged her tightly, making Y/N’s stomach flip over itself at the sweet gesture as she reciprocated the hug just as enthusiastically, Hailee’s joy being contagious. "Deal!"

-

"Hailee! No! Hailee! Come here!" Y/N tried desperately to whisper yell at Hailee when she couldn’t grab her arm after the stretched her own arm over to stop her when she noticed the singer started to walk away from their designated spot in line to the Vanity Fair Oscar Afterparty.

"Relax. I’m gonna just take a walk around while you wait in line." Hailee announced as she turned around to inform Y/N still waiting in line, watching her with a mix of panic and anger, but she just smiled sweetly at her and winked playfully.

"Are you out of your mind?! Come here!"

"I will be back in a minute, relax."

"No! Hailee!" Y/N whisper-yelled again before sighing out loud dejectedly when Hailee turned around and walked away.

"Y/N! What are you doing here?!" Y/N turned around at the familiar voice and smiled widely in excitement when she got met with a pair of just as much excited brown eyes.

"Z! What a surprise!" The two girls exchanged a big hug before the brown haired girl excused herself to the other people in line and waited in line with Y/N.

"It’s a surprise finding you here. I thought us celebs were too much of a pain in the ass to work with." Y/N rolled her eyes good-naturedly at the words and pushed Zendaya gently on her left shoulder playfully.

"I didn’t say a pain in the ass."

"Oh no you did. I remember it vividly."

"Okay then, when did I say it?" Y/N countered back with a challenging but amused eyebrow arched up and smirked at her friend mischievously.

"MTV Awards. Two years ago. You said it when we were in line to get into the venue. I was right behind you and you commented ‘celebs are a fucking pain in the ass’-." Zendaya made quotation marks before continuing, "before adding I wasn’t in the list of those, and I quote, ‘annoying assholes’ and-."

"OKAY! I remember it. Thank you." Y/N stopped Zendaya after she made quotation marks two times in a row to tease Y/N some more and laughed heartily as she leaned over her friend for some stability before smirking knowingly at her as she calmed down from her chuckles.

"What made you change your mind?"

As if on cue, Hailee appeared out of nowhere and stopped right beside Zendaya, "oh my God Z!"

"Haiz! Hi!" Y/N watched silently as the two girls hugged tightly with big smiles that enlightened the whole room.

"What are you doing still here? I thought you were already inside!" Hailee asked after she pulled away from the hug, settling beside Y/N and right in front of Zendaya.

"Unfortunately not. I got here just around 5 minutes ago." Zendaya answered with a dramatic sigh before looking at Hailee curiously, "what about you?"

"Oh we got here around 20 minutes ago." Hailee answered with a soft and gentle voice, sweeping her eyes around the room for a few moments before settling her brown irises back on Zendaya.

"Oh, who did you come with?"

"Me actually." Y/N butted in with a wide smile, puffing her chest proudly jokingly before relaxing her pose.

"Oh so she’s the pain in the ass you have to watch over, uh?" Y/N widened her eyes and dropped her smile at Zendaya’s question and chanced a look at Hailee to gauge her reaction, finding her with her mouth wide open and annoyance clear on her face, probably at the fact that Zendaya pointed her thumb at Hailee and smirked knowingly at Y/N.

"Excuse me?!"

"No! Not like that Hailee!" Y/N was quick to clarify before sending Zendaya a withering glare.

"No?" Hailee asked indignantly, her nostrils flared and her eyes filled with rage at the words directed at her.

"No! It was a joke when I was body guarding another celeb that wasn’t listening to me at all. I said celebs are a pain in the ass to work with and Zendaya heard it. I never said it about you."

"Well when you said ‘celebs’, you meant it about me too y’know."

"Well I never met you. You are not like those celebs that act like you are their personal servant." Y/N tried to argue to make Hailee believe she wasn’t talking about her back then, but Hailee kept her annoyed frown on.

"You are just trying to save your ass now."

"No, I’m not. I swe-."

"Next please!"

"Haiz, let me-." Y/N tried to talk again but Hailee lifted her hand up with a stoic face on.

"Save it." With just these hard, quick words, Hailee dropped her hand and walked towards the entrance, not even glancing at Zendaya to say ‘goodbye’ to her.

"I’m so sorry Y/N! I meant it as a joke!" Zendaya grimaced in apology at Y/N, who just sighed out loud as she pinched the bridge of her nose.

"Don’t worry. Perhaps you could’ve shut the fuck up." Y/N spoke up with a little bit of an angry, strained voice and run away from Zendaya to follow Hailee into the venue, smiling at the guards controlling everyone before letting everyone in, thanking them when they told her she was ‘good to go’ and looked around the venue in search of Hailee, sweeping her eyes over the sea of people talking animatedly with each other over the soft but nonetheless loud music blasting out from the speakers above her head, locating the brunette not too far away from her, just a few feet ahead walking towards the bathroom. "Haiz!"

Y/N ran after Hailee when she didn’t turn around when she called her name, cursing under her breath at the singer hearing her perfectly but she was too much pissed off with her bodyguard and with Zendaya’s words echoing around her mind to care about turning around when Y/N called her name. "Hailee! Hey!" Hailee turned her head towards the source of the familiar voice and waved at the blonde and at the brunette smiling affectionately at them, mirroring their grin with a loving one of her own.

"Hey Tay! Hey Sel! I’m gonna go to the bathroom real quick and I’ll join you guys!"

"Okay! We will be here!" Selena replied and nodded at her before refocusing her attention on whatever their conversation’s subject was about.

"Hailee! Please!" Y/N called once again as she tried to catch up with Hailee, who started speed-walking towards the bathroom as soon as she heard Y/N’s feet echo approaching her. "Hailee! C’mon!"

"Save it Y/N." Hailee turned around to face Y/N, who joined her in the bathroom a moment after she entered.

"Hailee please. Let me explain!"

"There is nothing to explain. You were pretty clear."

"Haiz. Please." Y/N tried again with a pleading tone, stopping right in front of the door to prevent Hailee to leave the bathroom and their needed conversation. "Let me explain. It’s not how it sounded like."

"I think it was. I am a pain in your ass. You can leave for all I care."

"Okay. If you want me to do that, I will. I can’t force you to have me here. But first, let me explain. But you have to listen. If you will still want me to leave, I will. But please, listen to me first."

"Okay, fine." Hailee sighed out loud, relenting to Y/N’s pleas, not really resisting her cute pout even if she was mad at her.

"Okay, great. First thing first, I’ve never thought you were a pain in the ass. Not even when you acted like a bitch the first few weeks." Y/N started but Hailee was quick to interrupt.

"What?" Hailee interrupted with a loud screech as she looked at Y/N stunned, not believing she really said those words. "I was not being a bitch." Hailee scoffed and crossed her arms indignantly and leveled Y/N with a challenging look.

"You kinda were Haiz. You never looked me in the eyes the first week. And for about the first 3 weeks you almost never talked to me, only if it was strictly necessary. Oh and you never listened to me. You always ran away from me purposefully, while I was just doing my job to protect you."

"Okay, I may admit I was mad at you for being my bodyguard, but I changed!"

"And I’m so glad you did, but only me getting hurt made you change. I wonder if that never happened if you were still being a bitch to me right now." Y/N wondered with a small smile and watched as a shy one appeared on Hailee’s features too, breaking up her deep, annoyed frown.

"I wouldn’t. We were already becoming friends." Hailee reassured Y/N with a soft smile, the Y/H/C girl doing the same. A few beats passed before Hailee spoke up again, "why did Zendaya say those words?" Hailee asked in an insecure voice, making Y/N’s heart swell into her chest as an urge to hug her became almost unbearable, but she stayed put. She needed to explain everything to Hailee.

"Because she witnessed what happened 2 years ago when I was body guarding a client during the MTV Awards. He just ran away from the line we were in to walk around the venue-." Hailee visibly swallowed at the similarities to the story Y/N was retelling to what she did not even half an hour ago, but stayed in silence and listened to Y/N carefully. "He was nowhere to be seen but then I heard a security guard communicating through the radio that he got caught fingering a fan in a ‘semi-deserted’ hallway of the venue. Needless to say I got fired that night and it almost costed me my great reputation as a bodyguard if it wasn’t for my best friend that owes the body guarding agency and for the clients I body guarded previously that defended me against that asshole. I owe them a lot."

"What?!" Hailee asked incredulously as her eyes widened comically, "are you fucking serious?"

"Yeah."

"Oh Y/N, I’m so sorry!" Y/N shook her head at Hailee’s apology and caressed her right shoulder with her left hand.

"You don’t need to apologize. It’s fine."

"But it’s not Y/N! He was a total asshole."

"And he got away with that. Do you want to know why I almost lost my job?" Hailee nodded gently at Y/N’s frustrated and angry tone, deciding on not interrupting her with a verbal answer and letting her continue almost right away, "he said to every interviewer that I was the one suggesting him on fingering that girl. He would’ve been kicked out of the event, so he lied about what he truly wanted to do. I was lucky enough every other celeb I body guarded stoop up for me when security wanted to kick me out. They kicked him out instead."

"Oh wait! I remember reading about something like that. I couldn’t attend that MTV Award because I was away shooting a movie."

"So yeah, that’s why I said that. Because I was pissed at him when he walked away, still not knowing what he would’ve done."

"Now I got it. I’m so sorry for overreacting." Y/N shook her head at Hailee’s apology and walked a bit closer to her.

"You don’t need to apologize Hailee. You had every right to be upset about how Zendaya put those words. You didn’t know the meaning behind it."

"Yeah. Z made it sound like you said that about me." Hailee joked before a small frown settled onto her features as insecurity flitted into her brown irises, "you didn’t, right?" Hailee asked in a small, shy tone and immediately skidded her eyes from Y/N’s intense stare to her hands, wringing them nervously while her heart beat loudly into her ears in anticipation.

"Of course not!" Y/N was quick to answer, maybe too quick, but she couldn’t help it. She felt the urge to let Hailee know she wasn’t a pain in the ass. Quite the contrary in fact. "Haiz you are one of the best celebrity I had work for."

"But I treated you like shit the first month or so."

"You had your reasons and I understood that. I’m not mad."

"No one should be excused for that shitty behavior Y/N/N." Y/N shook her head and went to take Hailee’s hand but changed her mind at the last second and placed her hand on her left bicep instead, not noticing the goosebumps she elicited from their skin-to-skin contact.

"You had your reasons Haiz. You are excused." Y/N repeated more firmly this time, using a tone that told Hailee there was no more room for arguing. "I never thought you were being a brat purposefully. You thought you didn’t need a bodyguard and acted like the independent woman that you are."

"Stop, you’re making me sound like I did nothing wrong."

"You didn’t?"

"Yeah, I did. I treated you like shit and you didn’t deserve it." Hailee replied with resolution, holding her head high with a fierce glint burning behind her brown eyes.

"Stop, okay? It’s in the past now." Y/N squeezed Hailee’s bicep gently and smiled softly at her with a small nod. "We are on the same page now."

"Yeah."

"You are still not listening to me when I tell you ‘to not move’ but overall we’re good now."

"I wanted to look around for my fans!"

"You could’ve waited with me in line and then, after getting our passes, we could’ve gone in search of your fans together!" Y/N explained with a fake exasperated voice that made Hailee laugh.

"Good point. Next time I will listen to you!"

-

"And here we are with the beautiful Hailee Steinfeld. How are you darling?"

"I’m good. How about you Paul?"

"Oh I’m doing great now that I have you with me!" The interviewer answered with a mischievous smile before winking at Hailee, then at the camera before chuckling under his breath.

"Oh Paul, you’re too nice!"

"So, tell me about your tour!"

"It’s going great! I am so so thankful for going around the States to perform to the best audience any singer could ask for, my fans." Y/N watched from afar as Hailee’s eyes shined with passion and affection as she talked about her fans and smiled softly, almost imperceptibly, at the singer’s endearing bond she had with her fans.

"Oh I bet. I would be excited too to see you on stage. I heard that there are a lot of interesting choreographies during the show." There it is. That annoying, disgusting smirk that made Y/N wanting nothing more than going there and punching that douchebag in the face. He was clearly flirting with Hailee. To Y/N’s mind it was still difficult to understand how a man being around 50 years or older could try to hit on a 26 years old girl. It was disgusting.

"Yeah. Michelle was a great addiction to my tour this year! She came up with all the choreographies. She is amazing!"

Y/N didn’t know if Hailee didn’t catch up with the flirting yet or if she was plainly avoiding it and talking about something else. Anyway, it was something that made Y/N proud of Hailee’s laid back composure. "Yeah yeah, are you excited for tonight?"

-

"He was such a pig. I swear if it wasn’t for Florence passing by and coming to hug me to say hi, he would’ve put his hands on my ass. I was ready to break them off his arms." Hailee commented with Y/N what happened a few hours prior as they were making their way outside towards their tour busses around 3 a.m., both tired from the busy night.

"I noticed. He tried to flirt with you during all your interview with him." Y/N made a disgusted face and reveled in the cute laugh leaving Hailee’s mouth.

"I ask myself why people like him still works."

"Because their bosses are just like them." Y/N pointed out with an annoyed face on and Hailee could only nod in agreement.

"Ugh, it makes me so mad!" Y/N watched as Hailee’s face furrowed in anger as she looked towards the direction of the approaching tour bus. "I don’t want to think about all those girls they 100% harassed. They surely groped them or something like that."

"I don’t want to think about it neither." Y/N shivered alongside Hailee as they approached her tour bus.

"Don’t worry about your every night check and inspection of the tour bus. It’s already late and we have to wake up early tomorrow. You had a pretty tiring night already."

"You sure? I should do a quick check." Y/N replied insecurely as she scratched the back of her head and looked pensively at the tour bus’ door.

"I’m sure. Go to sleep, Y/N/N."

"Okay, fine. You won." Y/N relented and tried to ignore the strange tingle she felt in her stomach at the million dollar smile Hailee sent her.

"Goodnight Y/N/N."

"Goodnight Haiz."

Y/N waited for Hailee until she entered the tour bus and closed its door before walking towards her own bus and entering it. "Hello Miss Steinfeld."

"Oh shit! What the- what the fuck are you doing here?!"

"Oh nothing, I just wanted to continue where we were unfortunately suddenly interrupted." Hailee swallowed imperceptibly and cursed herself for not letting Y/N in and check the tour bus. She didn’t know how Paul got into the bus, but she was going to kick him out quickly. Fortunately they didn’t start moving yet. "Don’t even trying to run away Miss Steinfeld. C’mon, now sit."

"Let me just go take off these heels. I’ll be right back." Hailee had to walk past him to go to her bedroom, but she made sure to walk by him as far as she could to prevent him to touch her unexpectedly and as soon as she was out of his sight, she grabbed her phone she was thankfully hiding in her dress and sent a quick text to Y/N, not really testing her chances by calling her. He could hear her voice and she doesn’t want to know what he would do if he ever heard her calling for help. She shivered in dread as she hit send, before getting rid of her heels, placing her phone back securely in her dress and walking back in the living room area. As she approached the interviewer she prayed for Y/N to have her phone in her hands and to come to her rescue soon.

"What the- fuck I need to go!" Y/N interrupted their conversation with the driver of Hailee’s bus and run towards Hailee’s bus quickly.

From Haiz 💕❤️: Paul is here. Help me. Use the back door. It’s open.

"So, Miss Steinfeld, I noticed you being all over me tonight. You had no right to look at me that way in public. It made me so hard." Y/N as quietly as she could opened the back door and walked furtively into the bus, walking on her tiptoes to not make a sound. She made a gagging face at the disgusting phrase she heard and as quietly as she could sneaked her head over the door that led into the living room area. She let out a sigh of relief when she noticed that pig had his back towards her, but her blood boiled over when she watched his hand traveling dangerously fast up Hailee’s exposed leg, "and this amazing dress! Do you want to see what seeing you in this dress makes me feel like?"

Y/N met Hailee’s worried and terrified eyes for just a second before nodding and tiptoeing towards that asshole and right before he could slip his hands between Hailee’s frozen legs, Y/N circled her arm around Paul’s neck, gripping tightly and pulling him up and off the chair, effectively pulling him away from Hailee, who breathed out in relief and moved as far away from him on the couch. "I don’t think so asshole."

"You- bitch!" Hailee breathed in and out deeply a few times before finally finding enough force to stand up, her legs still wobbly from the fear that pumped hard in her veins, and took her phone to call the police.

"Ah-ha. I would shut the fuck up if I were you. The more you talk, the more I will tighten my grip. And trust me, you don’t want to test me."

"Okay, police should be here in a minute." Hailee approached Y/N and immediately placed her hand on Y/N contracted back for some comfort, her body shaking a bit from everything that she went through the past 10 minutes. "They were at the awards."

"Are you okay?"

Hailee shook her head at Y/N to silently tell her ‘not now’ and Y/N nodded gently at her with a wistful smile. They heard a knock on the tour bus’ door right about a minute later. "They’re here."

"C’mon piece of trash, they came to pick you up." Y/N pulled Paul back with her tight grip once more before grabbing his left wrist and twisting his arm behind his back, eliciting a painful yelp from the blond man, then pushing his arm more behind his back and reveling in his sounds of pain as she pushed him towards the door Hailee just opened.

"He is right there. My bodyguard blocked him."

"Thank you Miss. We’ll take him from here. I just need to take both of your statements and we will go."

Everything went by with a blur for Hailee as they spoke to the police officers before they put Paul in their car and drove away. "Are you okay, Haiz?"

"I-I-." Hailee stammered her words before her eyes welled up with unshed tears and threw herself in Y/N’s arms, hugging her tightly. "Oh Y/N/N."

"Shh, Haiz. It’s okay. I’m here. You are okay. I’m here with you."

"I-I- t-thank you Y/N/N."

"You don’t need to thank me Haiz. I would’ve come to your rescue regardless of me being your bodyguard or not. I am your friend. I care about you."

"I-I don’t-." Y/N shook her head and shushed Hailee gently as she caressed her back tenderly.

"You don’t need to talk now Haiz." Y/N hugged Hailee closer as she nuzzled her face in her neck.

"Thank you." Y/N felt her stomach clench and her heart break when she heard Hailee’s strained voice as she whispered her broken words.

"You need to stop Haiz. Stop thanking me. Stop talking. Just- let me hold you and make you feel better."

"You are a-amazing." Hailee laid a small peck on Y/N’s left collarbone that got exposed from the collar of her shirt and Y/N had to restrain the goosebumps that were ready to form.

"I try." Y/N tried to joke to lift up Hailee’s spirits just a bit and got rewarded with a small giggle that warmed Y/N’s heart. "You’re laughing. It’s a good sign."

"You make me laugh. You make me smile." Hailee admitted earnestly a few beats later as she stared into Y/N’s eyes intensely.

"So I’m like a clown to you?" Y/N joked again, pulling another adorable giggle from Hailee’s throat, a big smile stretched over her beautiful lips.

"Aren’t we all in life?" Hailee countered back with a witty, funny remark and both girls bursted out in a loud laugh.

"Well your fans for sure. I see a lot of tweets about them calling themselves clowns."

"Ha-ha. Very funny bringing this up Y/N/N." Y/N snickered at Hailee’s fake annoyance and watched as she rolled her eyes at her reaction.

"Oh c’mon. They are cute when they do that. You tend to be a clown yourself." Y/N joked some more and Hailee gasped in indignation at Y/N’s statement.

"Okay, y’know what? You suck!"

"Oh no, I take that back. Come here!" Hailee squealed when, after freeing herself from Y/N’s grasp, Y/N circled her waist with her arms, hugged her tightly and pulled her back into her body.

"Y/N/N!" Hailee giggled at Y/N’s goofiness and both felt their stomaches flip over themselves at their banter.

"Here. Better. Much, much better."

"Thank you." Y/N looked at Hailee confused as she furrowed her brows when the girl spoke up after a few seconds of silence, pulling away from the hug but still standing close to Y/N for comfort.

"For what?"

"For making me laugh. I needed it."

"You don’t need to thank me." Y/N spoke up right after, smiling softly at Hailee. "It’s my pleasure, truly."

"Do I make you laugh just as much too?" Hailee asked insecurely as she played with a thumbnail standing up on her thumb, avoiding Y/N’s intense gaze as she tried to lock her Y/E/C irises with Hailee’s brown eyes.

"Of course. You are so funny Haiz!"

"You’re not just saying that because I’m literally your boss, right?"

"Of course! I am payed to say you are funny!" Y/N joked and made Hailee roll her eyes in fake annoyance.

"Ha ha ha. Very funny."

"I know, right?" Y/N pushed her Y/H/C hair over her left shoulder in fake superiority before smiling widely at Hailee, who was looking at her unimpressed.

"Unbelievable."

"Jokes aside, you are funny Haiz. You also have a witty sense of humor, which is rare nowadays." Hailee smiled widely at Y/N and without even thinking leaned over to hug her.

"Thank you Y/N/N." Hailee felt her stomach flip enthusiastically when Y/N reciprocated the hug with just as much eagerness before pulling away to not prolong the hug over what is considered friendly. "What?" Hailee asked curiously when she looked at Y/N and found her smiling widely.

"You called me by my nickname. It’s strange, cute." Y/N stated with a dopey smile and a dreamy tone on and Hailee smiled shyly at her.

"Yeah, I like it. Don’t you like me calling you with your nickname?"

"Of course! I love it!"

"You call me Haiz most of the time by now. I feel like calling you with your full name is too formal. I consider you a friend now more than a bodyguard. Especially after what you did for me tonight. I will never forget it and I will be forever grateful for it. I will forever be in debt with you."

"Oh please. You don’t owe me nothing back. I did it because I care for you and I wanted that asshole far, far away from you."

"He luckily got arrested."

"Yeah. But I would’ve wanted to send him in with a black eye." Y/N admitted through gritted teeth and fists clenched, staring behind Hailee’s left shoulder in space as anger boiled over.

"I would’ve paid to see that, but I am afraid you would’ve been arrested too. And I want you here with me, not in prison."

"But I would look hot in a prison suit." Hailee took a moment to let the image of Y/N wearing a dark blue prison suit unfold in her mind. Dark combat boots, only the bottom half of the suit on as she tied the arms of the top half around her waist, and a white, extremely tight top on that displayed deliciously her perfect arms with her well-defined biceps and triceps and a slight patch of her amazing, contracted abs showing just slightly from where her top rode up a little bit.

"Yeah." Hailee widened her eyes when she noticed she inadvertently answered out loud and hoped for the floor to swallow her whole as Y/N stared at her with a mischievous smile on her distracting lips.

"Oh really?"

"I-I mean-."

"Don’t worry. If it makes you feel any better, you would look hot too in a prison suit. Super hot."

"Really?" Hailee asked shyly and her blush exploded on her cheeks when Y/N nodded with a suggestive wiggling of her eyebrows and a lewd look in her Y/E/C eyes.

"Oh yeah."

-

After that banter, the charged air surrounding them kept charging day after day, making both of them question everything. "No Haiz. End of discussion."

"But- no one is gonna notice I left. I promise."

"No. Your manager texted me to ask me to make you go to the event and stay there through all of it."

"Ugh, that’s not fair." Hailee sighed as she typed away on her phone, hearing then Y/N do the same as she approached her in the middle of her tour bus living room.

"What are you doing?"

"Teaming up with someone to escape that boring event." Hailee replied absentmindedly as she typed away fast, making Y/N sigh out loud again.

"Haiz no. Give me the phone."

"No."

"Haiz, I’m serious."

"Nope."

"Okay. Desperate times call for desperate measures." Y/N then, without properly thinking about her actions, grabbed Hailee’s phone quickly and tried to shield it out of Hailee’s grasp, who obviously tried to take it back.

"Y/N!" Just when Hailee almost grabbed her phone from Y/N’s hands, Y/N did something that she only thought properly after she had done it. She slipped her phone in her pants, placing it right in front of her clothed crotch. "Y/N. You. Didn’t."

"Oh I did. Now you have my attention."

"You could’ve just asked for it, you know?"

"Where would the fun be then?" Y/N asked mischievously as she wiggled her eyebrows evilly.

"Ugh."

"Now, you have my attention." Y/N stated smugly as she eyed Hailee moving her eyes from her phone in Y/N’s pants to her face.

"All of this just because I was using my phone while you were talking to me?"

"No because you weren’t listening to me. You don’t want to go to the event. I was told you need to. But-." Y/N trailed off to lift a hand up to stop Hailee from arguing and silently ask her to let her speak first, "we could reach an agreement."

"What type of agreement?"

"You need to go to this event. But we can leave around 10 minutes in the event. How does that sound?"

"Y/N/N I didn’t peg you as a rule breaker!" Hailee smiled widely as her eyes glinted with happiness, looking at Y/N gratefully.

"Well sometimes I need to do what you ask so you can think you are in charge here." Y/N teased Hailee with a mischievous smirk on her lips and reveled in the singer opening her mouth in an ‘O’ shape as she gawked at her in disbelief.

"Ah! Take that back! I’m always in charge here. I’m your boss!"

"Yeah, I don’t think so."

"I am!" Hailee stressed her words out as her eyes widened comically at Y/N, who looked at her unimpressed. "I am!"

Y/N smirked at the whining tone Hailee used to repeat her words before shaking her head to keep teasing her for just a little bit more, "nope, I think you are not."

"Y/N/N!" Hailee whined again as she pushed on Y/N’s shoulder, making her stumble a bit as she chuckled amusedly.

"Okay fine, you are my boss. But only half of the time. Most of the time you do what I ask, which you do not and it’s stressful."

"Because I want to have fun!"

"I know but there are some rules you need to follow, especially when you have a bodyguard." Y/N countered back with the same amount of entertainment in her voice as Hailee as they had their usual banter. "Like listen to your bodyguard once in a while."

"I listen to you all the time!"

"3 minutes ago I had to take your phone from you because you weren’t listening to me!"

"I was texting my friend!"

"I was talking to you about a serious topic!" Y/N countered back in fake exasperation, moving her hands around frantically to add a more dramatic effect to Hailee’s and hers banter.

"I was texting my friend about a serious thing too!"

"Yeah, okay." Y/N rolled her eyes with a fond smile and Hailee did the same.

"It’s true! I was just texting her about our plans tonight." Hailee declared with an insecure voice as she looked down at her fingers as she picked at a thumbnail to avoid Y/N’s curious gaze.

"Haiz, you have the event tonight."

"I know! But you said I can’t go, right?!"

"No wait, I said you need to go. 10 minutes and we can go then." Y/N explained again as she shook her head softly at Hailee’s attempts to not go to the event she needed to go to at all.

"Ugh, okay fine! You won."

"Do not try to confuse me, because it won’t work." Y/N smirked triumphantly as she nodded down at Hailee, who sighed defeated.

"Ugh, I know!"

"C’mon. Only 10 minutes. You need to resist only 10 minutes."

Hailee bit on her bottom lip as she thought over her chances, "5 minutes?"

"No. 10 minutes." Y/N crossed her arms and stared at Hailee hard, "take it or leave it."

"Hm." Y/N watched as a pensive frown flitted over Hailee’s features as she hummed in thought, before a smirk full of mischief erupted on her plump, pink lips, "there is no space for negotiations, am I right?"

"Yeah, you’re right. I am already doing you a favor with not letting you stay throughout the whole event. So 10 minutes it is."

"There is no way I am not convincing you with letting me stay only 5 minutes, right?" Hailee tried again and Y/N didn’t know what to think. The brown haired girl was definitely up to something but Y/N didn’t know up to what.

"Haiz, I don’t know what game you’re trying to play, but these were your manager’s instructions and I’m not letting her down."

"No, no, you’re right. It’s just-. There is this party I want to go. It’s my friend’s birthday party and I want to go there. It’s right on the other side of the city, completely opposite from the event venue. Staying only 5 minutes instead of 10 minutes will make us spare 5 minutes to get across town to get to the party."

"Oh wow, you thought everything over."

"Yeah."

"I’m sorry but no."

"If I find a way to convince you, are you going to let me stay 5 minutes?" Y/N furrowed her eyebrows at Hailee’s confidence, but shook her anyway, even if she wanted to see where Hailee would’ve took her, making the singer sigh out dejectedly.

"Okay, then. Give me my phone back and I will stay for 5 minutes at the event."

"I’m not sure you know how to negotiate Haiz." Y/N laughed amusedly at Hailee’s attempt of confusing her to let win, but she didn’t relent.

"Oh I know perfectly how to negotiate." Y/N furrowed eyebrows, confused at Hailee’s statement.

"You should’ve said 10 minutes to induce me to say 5 minutes." Y/N explained as if Hailee needed some kind of explanation and smiled softly at her, knowing exactly she already won this argument and they will stay less than a minute at the event tonight. She is a gooner for Hailee and she would pretty much do anything she asked.

"Why waste time with one more step?" And with that Hailee slipped her hand into Y/N’s pants without warning and grabbed her phone, purposefully stopping her hand there as she reveled in Y/N’s hard intake of air as she gasped in shock at the bold gesture, "I already know you will say yes to anything I ask right about now to let me remove my hand. But I need my phone back. So I’m killing two birds with a stone. 5 minutes it is?"

"H-Haiz." Y/N stumbled out in a strained voice as she pleaded her throat to now let the moan she wanted to emit, roll out of it, so she gulped hard and gasped for air, miserably fumbling over her senses completely gone for Hailee. "2 minutes it is." Y/N let out the first coherent thing her brain was capable to form beside a lot of lewd words she wanted to moan out, not really realizing what she really said.

"Hm, I was only aiming for 5 minutes but this is so much better. Thank you Y/N/N." With her hand still in Y/N’s pants, Hailee leaned over and kissed Y/N’s cheek before pulling her hand out alongside her phone. "I need to get ready. It won’t take long. Stay here and choose a movie so we can chill until the event tonight."

As Hailee sauntered back into her en-suite, Y/N, still frozen in the middle of the bedroom, was sure of 3 things. One: Hailee swayed her ass way too much as she walked into the en-suite. Two: she kissed her cheek way too close to the left angle of her lips. And three, the most important one: Hailee purposefully angled her phone so that it would’ve teased her pulsating core over her already slightly wet underwear as she retrieved her iPhone from her pants. "Fuck."

-

"Ugh thank God we are out of there. You will see how much fun we’re gonna have at the party."

"Hm-hm." Y/N hummed out absentmindedly, her mind still in a haze after what happened a few hours prior in Hailee’s bedroom.

"Oh don’t worry about Theresa. She will understand, you’ll see!" Hailee waved Y/N off, not noticing the Y/H/C girl’s strange behavior, as both settled in the back of the car.

"Hm-yeah."

"Great! Let me text Vic we’re on our way."

"Hm-hm." Y/N couldn’t hear herself to let any more sound other than just a feeble ‘hm’, she was sure if she tried to form any other word her mind and body would explode.

"Ah we’re gonna have so much fun!" Y/N moved her eyes from staring away out of the window to Hailee jumping up and down in her seat as she smiled widely at her. "You can drink right? I know you are officially working right now, but I want to offer you a drink to say the umpteenth ‘thank you’ for what you did for me."

Y/N, after forcing her brain to work, thought about her options for a few seconds as she stared blankly at Hailee, not really wanting to drink since she was a professional and didn’t drink while working but a flashback from earlier flooded her mind and Hailee with her hand in her pants appeared. After forcing the thought out of her brain, she let out firmly, "you know what? A drink won’t hurt."

"YES!"

-

"What do you want Y/N/N?"

The club was packed and Hailee had to move closer to Y/N to scream into her left ear her question, causing her lips to brush Y/N’s ear shell and making a shiver run down Y/N’s spine, "a shot of vodka."

"Oh we are already going for the good stuff, uh?"

"Hm." Y/N nodded with a hum before knocking the shot as soon as the bartender left it in front of her and before he could walk away to serve another customer, Y/N asked for another one without asking Hailee if she wanted another one too, even if she didn’t even have time to drink the first one yet.

"Y/N/N, are you okay?"

"Peachy!" Y/N assured Hailee with a small sarcastic tilt in her tone, the alcohol giving a pleasurable sting to her throat.

"O-kay." Hailee smiled unsure at Y/N before downing her shot too, grimacing a bit at the strong taste and noticing how Y/N’s face was completely blank as she took her shots and she was unexpectedly but pleasantly surprised about the aspect of Y/N taking a shot of vodka without making a face.

"Do you want another one?"

"I think we should slow down for a bit, uh? We have all night for drinks."

"Alright." Y/N nodded again as she stared ahead of her, desperately trying to avoid Hailee’s gaze.

"Y/N/N, are you sure you are okay?"

"I’m fine Haiz."

"Okay." Y/N didn’t catch Hailee’s skeptic face as she downed another shot she asked to the bartender but when she went to lift her hand up to call him back for a proper drink this time, Hailee took her hand and placed it back on the counter, making Y/N shiver hard at the touch. "You should seriously slow down."

"I’m fine. I can handle a lot of alcohol Haiz."

"I don’t doubt that and I certainly don’t want to test it. But we just came here. We have all night to get wasted." Hailee reasoned and smiled softly at Y/N when she met her gaze for the first time that night, trying to convey through her eyes her worries about Y/N’s strange demeanor, but not speaking them out loud.

"Okay." Y/N sighed as she pushed the empty shot glass away and mirrored Hailee smile, although a bit uncertain, and watched delighted as Hailee’s grin broadened instantly.

"Great. Now let’s go dance!"

"What?!" Y/N didn’t have time to protest, or at least comprehend what was happening before Hailee grabbed her left hand again and pulled her off the stool she was sat on.

"C’mon!"

"No Haiz, I don’t dance."

"Oh don’t be an ass, dance with me. Please." And just like every other time Hailee asks something to Y/N, she pouted and batted her eyes at Y/N, making saying ‘no’ to her a lot difficult, almost impossible.

"I’m not being an ass, I’m just saying I don’t dance. Besides I am working."

"Not tonight. Tonight is your night off."

"I don’t get nights off with this job, Haiz."

"You do. I just decided so. And since I’m your boss, you will take the night off. End of discussion." Hailee nodded resolutely and crossed her arms as she looked at Y/N sternly, making the girl smile amusedly and affectionately at her.

"You do know how to be persuasive and convincing."

"I try to be." Hailee shrugged with a mischievous smile on and stretched her hand over as a silent offer and smiled widely when Y/N took her hand a second later with a fond roll of her eyes and a small grin stretched over her lips, sighing gently through her nose. "Are you gonna tell me what is wrong?"

"Nothing’s wrong."

"Yeah right." Y/N smiled sheepishly at Hailee’s words and scratched the back of her head as Hailee stared her down with sincere worry in her eyes.

"Are you sure you are okay? You seem worried about something."

"I swear I’m okay. You don’t need to worry about me, okay?"

"Okay, you just seemed a bit troubled about something and I wanted to help." Y/N felt her stomach flip over itself at Hailee’s clear worry about her and walked over to her, grabbed her biceps, initiating a contact since that evening, and caressed Hailee’s soft skin gently, swallowing down the wail ready to come out of her when she realized she was touching Hailee.

"You are amazing Haiz. But I’m fine. I was just thinking about a few things, but I’m not anymore. We are here to have fun!"

"That’s what I wanted to hear!"

"Yeah!" Y/N lifted her own hand up to mirror Hailee to high-five her and giggled cutely at the brown haired girl’s goofiness.

"You are a dork."

"Shut up!" Hailee giggled as she pushed on Y/N’s shoulders before hugging her out of nowhere. "I know you like it!"

Y/N fought over the butterflies flying like crazy around her stomach as she reciprocated the gesture with just as much affection and enthusiasm, if not more compared to Hailee, "can’t say I don’t!" Y/N admitted before smiling down at Hailee after they pulled away from the hug.

"That’s good!"

"Thank you." Y/N admitted out loud after staying in silence and staring intently into Hailee’s brown eyes, full of passion, of wit but also full of affection for Y/N.

"For what?"

"You know what. For everything."

"Oh you don’t need to thank me!"

"I know, but I feel the need to do it."

"Well in this case then I need to thank you too like a thousands times and more!"

-

"Oh I love this song, please Y/N/N come dance with me!" Y/N smiled softly at Hailee as she had been trying to make her dance with her all night long, but after what happened in Hailee’s hotel room a few hours prior she couldn’t. She didn’t know how much and how long she will resist without doing something she will definitely not regret but that will fuck everything up with Hailee with her job and with their friendship. She will not do that, especially not when she was more than a little tipsy. She wasn’t drunk, but she wasn’t sober either, so she won’t risk anything and she will stay put in the corner of the VIP dancing area watching Hailee dance care-freely with her friends.

"Thank you for the offer again Haiz, but I can’t. I’m good here watching over you. Don’t worry about me."

"Please! Then we can leave, I don’t care. But, please, please dance with me!"

"I don’t know…" Y/N murmured loud enough for Hailee to hear, feeling already relenting with Hailee’s puppy dog eyes pleading her.

"Please!" Y/N looked a bit unsure for a few seconds before looking into Hailee’s pleading brown eyes again and with a soft sigh nodded gently, feeling her heart swell and her stomach flip at the small squeal of happiness Hailee emitted when she realized Y/N caved in.

"Okay, I will!"

"Yay! We are gonna be the best on the dance floor!"

"I wouldn’t be so sure, I do not dance that good!"

"Well, I will be the judge of that." Y/N smiled at Hailee’s stubbornness and gave in to her wishes, letting her lead her towards the dance floor and felt her grin broaden when Hailee squealed happily after stopping in front of her.

"I wouldn’t be so happy, especially when they will kick us out for dancing so badly."

"You’re just belittling yourself. I bet you are good." Hailee insisted and started swaying gently to the music blasting loudly above them from the club’s speakers. Hailee felt herself stop for a moment as she took in Y/N surrounded by the neon lights around them, feeling her breath catch in her throat at the Y/H/C girl’s ethereal beauty.

"What are you looking at Steinfeld?" Y/N asked with a smug face, covering up her nerves as her stomach flipped over itself at the singer’s gaze, full of something Y/N can’t exactly pinpoint.

Feeling bold after the alcohol she consumed, Hailee decided to be sincere and answered quickly, "you."

"Me?"

"Yeah. You are beautiful. I was admiring your beauty and under these lights it’s like it’s highlighted." Y/N blushed hard at Hailee’s compliment, feeling her checks burn wildly as she tried to maintain her composure and not squeal like the dumbass that she is.

"Haiz, stop you’re making me blush. And you’re the one to talk. You are perfect. Your beauty is so- so breathtaking. And trust me I’ve met a lot of people in my life, but none of them were as beautiful inside and out like you are."

It was Hailee’s time to blush after she registered Y/N’s words, a warm, fuzzy feeling spreading all over her chest as she stared lovingly at the Y/E/C girl. She didn’t know when she started crushing on Y/N, but it wasn’t that important now, was it? The important thing was that she needed to act on her feelings soon, right after making sure Y/N felt the same. "Now I’m the one who’s blushing. Hard."

"Well, that’s wonderful. You look even more beautiful, not to mention cute."

"Y/N/N!" Hailee whined under her breath and leaned over her body to slot her face in Y/N’s neck and hide her face in the crook of her neck, taking advantage of their position to deeply breath Y/N’s perfume in.

"What? I’m being honest."

"I know, but stop it." Y/N smiled softly at the singer before moving on instinct and laying a soft kiss on Hailee’s head, making both of them froze at her gentle gesture.

"We were about to dance if I remember correctly."

"But I’m so comfy right now." Y/N was glad that Hailee decided not to mention her gesture, but couldn’t help but blush at the girl’s words. They were playing a dangerous game as they were letting their feelings for the other take over their actions, not really knowing if that way will lead them to kiss. They both hoped it would happen with all their hearts, but they weren’t sure.

"But now I want to dance."

"Okay, fine." Y/N chuckled under her breath when Hailee huffed out loud and made an effort to move from her comfy position cuddling Y/N, before taking her hand and walking the few steps back to not have too many people squishing them, stopping right in the middle of the dance floor after wading through the sea of people dancing care-freely.

"Hm, I like the fact that we are the only ones dancing here tonight. So cozy and not sweaty at all." Y/N cracked a joke and smiled warmly down at Hailee when the singer laughed heartily with her head leaned back.

"Just forget about them. Focus on me."

"Okay." Y/N took a deep breath as her stomach filled with butterflies at the request and at the intimacy it implied, knowing it won’t be a difficult request to fulfill.

"Okay." Hailee repeated Y/N’s words and grinned widely, her smile widening when she wrapped her arms around Y/N’s neck and leaned closer, Y/N shivering visibly at her gesture.

"Okay-hm." Y/N tried to make conversation to try to dampen the electrified air between them, but to no avail when she tried to swallow the lump that formed in her throat at her Y/E/C eyes meeting Hailee’s brown, magnetic ones.

"You are really good Y/N/N." Y/N tried to not show her blushing face to Hailee as she brain decided to interpret Hailee’s words with a double meaning, but if Hailee noticed it she didn’t show it, thankfully for Y/N. After that the Y/E/C girl decided to try to look like a functioning human being, even if it was proved to be a really difficult task with Hailee being so perfectly beautiful in front of her, and tried to not let her nerves show to her.

"Thank you. Although I’m not that convinced I’m good at dancing."

"Are you kidding me? You are doing great!"

"You think so?" Y/N asked a bit insecurely, still having doubts about her non-existent dancing skills.

"I know so! You are great babe, just let go. If you feel that insecure about your dancing skills, just follow my lead." At that Hailee boldly placed her right hand behind Y/N’s back and pushed her front to her own, flushing their bodies together, and didn’t miss Y/N visibly swallowing at the singer’s gesture, making the brown haired girl proud for letting herself go tonight and make a move on Y/N.

"O-Okay-hm."

"Feel the rhythm. Let our bodies melt together to it." Hailee whispered sultrily in Y/N’s ear, smirking mischievously when she watched goosebumps appear on the side of her neck and had to restrain herself from kissing under Y/N’s earlobe. She needed one more confirmation before doing what she had been craving for weeks now. "There, like that."

"Haiz-I-." Y/N stopped herself to swallow a whimper when Hailee leaned her face impossibly closer to hers, so close that their breaths mingled together and their noses brushed together gently, trying to find a resolution in her to resist Hailee and not kiss her right then and there, a resolution she might have lost that evening in Hailee’s hotel bedroom when she slipped her hand into her pants to retrieve her phone. Despite it being her most desired thing to do, it would be wrong and incredibly unprofessional, not to mention it would scare Hailee away, because she would never in a million years feel the same way about her, right? She was just her bodyguard.

"Y/N." Hailee moved just a little bit more closer, a hair width separating their lips now, but stopped before she could finally close the final gap to let Y/N stop her, "tell me to stop and I will." Y/N didn’t say a word for about 5 seconds. Only when her eyes strayed down to follow Hailee’s tongue slipping out to lick her own lips that Hailee had the confirmation she needed and with her heart beating loudly in her chest and ears, completely blurring the world around them, she leaned over and kissed her.

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a kiss to every scar [H.Steinfeld]

pairing: servicetop!hailee steinfeld x [inexperienced] bottom!reader

summary: hailee sets out to show you the ropes of acting on a tv show...unfortunately, your very obvious crush on her distracts her enough to stop being so professional.

warnings: smut -> no minors allowed [this is technically porn with plot but the plot isn't important; fingering [R receiving]; praise + petnames; needy hailee [yes, this deserves a warning]; technically public sex but not really [aka sex in hailee's trailer but she forgets to lock the door]; hailee being overly protective but also very horny; R is technically younger than hailee but the age gap isn't that important, the height gap is though :) [sorry to my tall peeps]]

wordcount: 2.4k

a/n: this request comes to you straight from our beloved 🧞‍♀️ anon! i tried to balance the fluff and the smut but well...you already know i always end up getting carried away. i TRIED, though. i'm going to make an announcement soon regarding writing hailee so stay tuned for that because it's going to be important. anywho, hope you enjoy <3

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You’re no stranger to surreal experiences. 

It seems like your entire life ever since being cast in your first TV role has been a series of unbelievable experiences after the other. Most of said experiences have been due to the overall excitement that comes with learning lines, going to outfit fittings, and talking through scenes with amazing directors and producers. 

However, the biggest, most surreal, of all the amazing things you’ve done has been meeting, working, and getting to know Hailee Steinfeld herself. The reasons for that are endless since you’re not only a genuine fan of her but you also have a not-so-small crush on her.

A crush that has thankfully managed to pass by undetected considering your overall awe at the work you get to do every day. It’s managed to be so undetected that you haven’t noticed how mutual the admiration that flows between the two of you actually is.

You’re not totally oblivious so you have picked up on some of the looks she sends your way and on the way she’s so adamant about helping you maneuver through the many obstacles that come with being on set all day. None of that seems like anything more than her being nice since you’re so new to a life that she’s lived for so long so you’ve never questioned it.

Plus, you like the feeling of her hand on your waist way more than you’re willing to admit to anyone. (Especially her)

Which is how you ended up getting talked into staying on set to watch Hailee finish her last scene of the day. It’s not something completely uncommon since you love watching her and the director in action but the brunette promised to buy you dinner afterward, something that’s never happened before. 

Your heart and mind have already made up more than enough excuses to overshadow the very clear intentions behind Hailee’s invitation but nothing can take away the pure joy you feel from being near her. 

A joy that draws in the actress like nothing else.

“What’d you think?” Hailee asks as she approaches you, her face lit up by a smile you know all too well.

“You’re incredible,” you reply the same way you always do and successfully draw a little chuckle out of her. “Seriously, I don’t know how you do it.”

“Practice…and way too much free time.”

She reaches a hand out to you, an unspoken question lingering in the air between you. You waste no time in taking her hand and letting her guide you toward her trailer so she can change back into her normal clothes. 

The walk is spent in the comfortable silence that always seems to follow the two of you and you pretend not to notice the way she keeps looking over at you with every few steps. You know exactly why her eyes keep shifting over to you but you can’t find it in yourself to be embarrassed about it. 

Despite how used to being on set you might be by now, you still admire each and every detail as if it was the first day again. Part of it comes from how unbelievable it all still is and another part of it comes from how cool everything is. There’s always so much to take in and it’s become a habit of yours to be present and grateful for every moment.

A habit that, unbeknownst to you, Hailee finds really adorable.

The list of things she likes about you is quite long but at the top of the list are your wide-eyed looks of wonder and the smile on your face nothing seems to wipe away.

It’s no secret that the brunette has taken a liking to you, especially in her attempts to make sure nothing snuffs out the bright beams of sunlight you carry inside of yourself. She knows exactly what that’s like and she’d sooner lose her role as Kate Bishop than let you fall into any dark spirals.

“So…” She speaks up, gently pulling you closer to her side. “Did anything exciting happen besides watching me?”

Your cheeks flush at her words which makes her grin. “Sort of. Florence and I talked about walking around New York tomorrow since it’s just going to be you and Jeremy filming scenes.”

“Oh, yeah? Where are you thinking of going?” She leads you into her trailer while you launch into the specifics of all the places you want to visit and the things you want to see.

The brunette watches you intently, although her attention slips from the words you say to the genuine excitement your body language conveys. You’re too busy talking to notice the way she’s eying you or the way she keeps licking her lips.

You finish your explanation only to be met with complete silence and Hailee’s tall frame leaning comfortably against the door to her trailer. 

“Lee? Were you even listening?”

The tiniest of pouts tugs at your lips and the actress is quick to make her way over to you, completely forgetting about the unlocked door and her promise of taking you to dinner. “I’m sorry, baby, you’re just too cute, I got distracted.”

The “apology” makes your heart skip a couple of beats and you’re sure she notices your flustered state. “I guess that’s fine. I should probably go anyway so you can change.”

You look away from her and attempt to walk away but she stops you with a gentle hand on your shoulder. The contact makes you stiffen, not because it’s unwelcome but because it sends an overwhelming amount of feelings through your entire body. “You okay, y/n? I didn’t make you uncomfortable, did I?”

Your eyes remain locked on the ground below you as you shake your head. The lack of a verbal response only serves to worry the brunette further and her free hand quickly tilts your chin up until her warm eyes meet yours. 

She doesn’t say anything but the question on her face is obvious.

“I’m not uncomfortable,” you force yourself to answer. “I just…I think I like it too much.”

The concern in her eyes shifts to something else, something bordering on passion, but you’re far too embarrassed to question it. “Hey, it’s okay. You don’t have to be nervous. I like you too.”

The words don’t fully register in your brain at first. Sure, you’ve lived through a lot of unbelievable moments but this is something right out of those dreams you can never tell a single soul about. 

“You…you what?”

Hailee chuckles, taking the smallest of steps forward so your bodies are practically touching. “I like you too, baby. I hate to break it to you but you’re not as subtle as you think.”

“Neither are you,” you blurt out.

She leans in a little and your eyes instantly drop down to her lips. “I know.”

Her whispered words are the only warning you have before she claims your mouth with her own. Whatever shock you feel fades away almost instantly and you can’t stop yourself from wrapping your arms around her and pulling her closer.

You’re so caught up in her kiss that you don’t fully register the way she gently pushes you up against the nearest wall and presses herself as close to you as physically possible. You don’t register anything besides the feeling of her lips and the way your hands tangle in her hair so easily.

Hailee’s not as zoned out as you are, though, and her ears pick up on the muffled sounds trying to escape you. She instantly pulls away from you, staring down at you with blown-out pupils. “Are you okay?”

“Yeah,” you reply breathlessly. “Yeah, I’m fine.”

Your response doesn’t seem to convince her but at least she doesn’t notice the way you’re clenching your thighs together. “We can stop if you want, I’m not looking for a one-night stand or anything.”

The sincerity in her voice is almost too much to handle and the truth slips out of your lips before you can stop it. “I’ve never done anything like this before.”

She blinks a few times and you practically watch as the wheels turn inside her brain. “You’ve never…oh. Oh, wow.”

Her response isn’t bad but it leaves you flustered all the same so you lean forward and hide your face in her shoulder. “Hailee…”

“Hey, hey, look at me, baby.”

A few seconds pass before you follow her instructions and she instantly melts your worries away with a soft kiss. “You don’t have to be embarrassed. It’s cute.”

“It’s cute that I have no idea what I’m doing?” You question.

“Yeah, it just means I’ll have to show you. I mean, um…if you want, of course. There’s no rush.”

All you can do is stare up at her while you think things over. There’s no denying how nervous you are but you trust Hailee more than anyone you’ve ever met before. So, maybe it’s time to take a small leap of faith with her.

“Okay,” you whisper. “I want this. I want you.”

The brunette groans in response and the sound goes straight to the growing heat between your legs. She wastes no time in attaching herself to your neck, kissing and sucking every inch she can find.

The sensation is so pleasurable, it borders on overwhelming and your hands grip her shoulders in search of the stability you lost the day you met her.

“You're so pretty,” she murmurs against your skin. “You don't know how long I’ve wanted you for.”

“Hailee-” You gasp as her hands find their way under your shirt.

“I know, let me make you feel good, sweetheart. Can I?”

The answer is more than obvious but you find yourself nodding desperately anyway. You know deep down everything about what you're doing is desperate and yet you can't find it in yourself to want to stop. Maybe it's unconventional but you don't need anything more than the brunette to make your first time unforgettable.

Hailee detaches herself from you long enough to help you shed your shirt, her eyes swooping down to take in every inch of you. Your knees buckle under her gaze and all she does is grin. “You're fucking perfect, baby.”

The words themselves are enough to make you burn a few degrees hotter but then her hands are removing your bra and you're quickly standing topless in front of her appreciative eyes.

Her fingers soon follow the path her eyes trace and you shudder in ways you can't describe. Her thumbs gently rub against your nipples, your back arching almost instantly as you turn into putty in her hands.

“Does that feel good, darling?” All you can offer is a moan and she chuckles. “Gonna need some words.”

“Yes. Feels so fucking good.”

“There you go,” she murmurs, swooping in to litter kisses along your jawline. “Good girl.”

She pinches your nipples right as the words escape her lips and you're sure you almost pass out from the pleasure. “Oh- please.”

“Begging already?” Despite her question, one of her hands leaves your sensitive nipples to trail down the front of your body. “Do you think you're wet enough for me to touch you yet?”

You hum in response and attempt to keep your hips under control. “So wet for you.”

“Look at you,” she coos while her hand slips under the waistband of both your jeans and your underwear. “You’re already an expert at getting what you want from me.”

“Lee,” you whine. “Don’t tease, babe.”

“I’m sorry, you're just so cute like this.” She rests her forehead against yours, everything about her seemingly cool and collected while you're burning up and panting. “We’ll take it slow, okay? Tell me if it hurts too much.”

Your inexperience leaves you a little clueless…until she starts to slip one finger inside your tight cunt. You gasp almost instantly, your body tensing at the intrusion.

“Relax, baby. I've got you.”

It's hard to fully relax but Hailee does her best to keep you distracted by murmuring soft praises and keeping up her gentle touches to your breasts. The full length of her finger sinks inside and she gives you a moment to breathe and adjust.

“How’re you feeling?” She asks, warm eyes searching your face for signs of unease or pain.

“Full,” you mumble with a smile.

She lets out a sound somewhere between a moan and a whine. “Fuck. That's so hot.”

The brunette leans in to kiss you before you can reply and you happily melt into the contact. You don't realize it’s yet another loving distraction until she starts to slowly pump her finger in and out of you.

You moan against her lips, the sound coming out muffled but no less desperate. Your walls clench almost uncontrollably with every move she makes which only fuels her need to pleasure you.

“You're doing so well for me,” she mumbles. “Taking me so well, aren't you, baby?”

Her words cause an unfamiliar feeling to start to rise from deep within you that only gets stronger once her thumb finds your sensitive clit. Your hips buck into her hand and she ends up burying her face into your neck to stop herself from getting too wild.

She somehow manages to keep her slow pace, fucking you nice and gentle to build up your orgasm and prolong your pleasure. At the end of the day, all she wants is to keep you happy.

“You’re so close, aren't you, sweetheart? I can feel it, the way you can’t stop clenching around me. God, it makes me so wet.”

You don't know what triggers it, maybe it's her words or her thrusts or the tight circles around your clit, but you fall over the edge instantly with a cry so loud, she has to kiss you to drown it out.

It’s impossible to describe how you feel. It's like you're floating and underwater and in the heart of the sun all at the same time. All you know is you've never felt pleasure like this and it's all thanks to Hailee freaking Steinfeld.

Hailee holds you close until your body stops shaking and you slump forward into her. “Hey, welcome back, y/n.”

“Shut up,” you mumble, every muscle in your body feeling absolutely spent yet satisfied.

She doesn't reply. She merely removes her hand from your sensitive center and kisses the side of your head.

“So…are you still up for dinner or…?”

“You're the worst.”

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[haizediz]

Flowers on your skin

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Kate Bishop x Fem Reader

Summary: You show Kate how beautiful she is and that she doesn´t have to be insecure about her scars, especially towards you.

Warnings: (scars), most detailed and fluffiest smut ever, lots of cuddles and also lots of giggles, Kate and Reader being dorks, pet namesss, too romantic xx

words: 1.1k

a/n: hellooooo, i was (again) in the mood to write some soft smut and i really fell in love with this fic while writing it, soo yeah, enjoy reading!:)

Requests are open--

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Giggles and Kate's hilarious jokes echoed in the room, and also some kisses here and there. Your girlfriend´s hair was tied in her typical ponytail, that you love so much, her front strands perfectly shaping her face. You lay gently on top of her, your bodies fit perfectly together like two pieces of a puzzle and your fingers are exploring Kate's upper body and also her so surreal beautiful face. Her ocean blue eyes locking with yours. Every evening has been like this since you've lived together and it is every time the best part of the whole day. The atmosphere was calm, you could feel peace and the love between Kate and you. Both of you taking the time to realise how lucky the two of you are, being in such a delightful and pleasant relationship.

When Kate discovered you staring at her kissable lips, she began to smirk, and her hands, which were resting comfortably on your back, moved to your hair and pulled your head a little closer to her. So close that you could feel her breath on your lips. As your lips finally collapsed together, you could feel her heartbeat, it had sped up a bit, which made you giggle into the soft kiss. She slowly moved away and broke the kiss. "Why are you laughing?" She whispered with a confused gaze on her face, that kind of made her even look more cute, according to your taste. "Do I make you nervous my love?" You asked with a bright smile on your face, which got even brighter, when you saw the blush creeping up Kate´s cheeks. As she realised that you noticed the pink color, she hid her face into your pillow and started smiling broadly.

-"I guess that´s a yes then."

"Shut uuuup."

The moment you started chuckling, you felt warm hands wandering under your hoodie that started tickling you before you knew it. You burst out laughing and your body collapsed on top of Kate´s. You placed your head into your girlfriend´s shoulder and continued laughing until your shirt lifted up a bit. However, Kate didn't notice this and turned the both of you, so that you were now lying on the bed and she was on top of you. You had your eyes closed, so you didn't notice Kate admiring your abs. Her curious hands pulling your hoodie even further up until it was over your head and finally on the floor.

Your eyes were still closed, you relaxed every muscle in your body and just focused on the kisses that your Kate was placing now on your neck. You could feel her breath against your skin, which was calming you even more. The moment you finally opened your eyes, you placed your right hand on Kate's neck and moved her face back towards yours. You looked at every detail of Katie's face until she interrupted you with again her lips on yours.

It was a long kiss, so long that you had enough time to play with the end of Kate's shirt. You were about to pull the fabric over her head until Kate suddenly took your hand in hers and pulled it away from her body. You stopped kissing her and looked intensely at her face, but you didn´t see any signs in her features.

"What´s wrong, Katie?"

She avoided your gaze and mumbled a small "nothing".

Clearly not believing her, you furrowed your eyebrows and put your finger under her chin, so she has to look at you.

"Talk to me."

You put your hand back on Kate's neck and played with her baby hair as you waited for her to answer, she gently placed her head on your chest and started talking.

"I´m sorry my love, I just-, I just don´t want you to see my scars."

In that moment you couldn´t hold back your smile and softly turned yourself around, so Kate is one more time beneath you. Gently you started kissing every part of her face.

"But I want to see your scars."

Your hands wandered once again under Katie´s shirt and you began to pull it up, though you looked into Kate´s eyes as if to ask her, if it´s okay. She understood your silent question and nodded. A moment later her shirt gave your hoodie company on the ground. You started to kiss each collarbone, where you already could feel the first scar beneath your lips.

"Where did you get this scar from?" You asked while continue kissing your girlfriend´s body.

"A guy cut me with his knife."

"Interesting, and this one?"

"Okay, could you stop asking questions?"

You chuckled at Kate´s behavior and felt how lost her hands were in your hair, leaving it a complete mess as you were still kissing every part of her upper body.

"No, but seriously, where did you get this from?"

"I burned myself while cooking your favorite dish."

You burst out laughing, which made Kate giggle too.

After you both calmed down a little, you continued kissing her, you now kissed her palms and each delicate finger that were lost in your hair just seconds ago. You found her stomach and kissed it from each scar to the next. You loved Katie´s scars, they were unique and every single one of them has their own story, if it´s a hilarious or a fascinating one, you thought they looked pretty, especially when they´re from your loving girlfriend and you could kiss them, or even admire them.

Your hands met Kate´s waist and the final piece of clothing on her figure. You began to pull it off and the pile of clothes on the floor got bigger. She let out a sigh of pleasure as your lips returned to her soft skin, her noises being music to your ears. She kept her hands buried in your hair and you began to touch places no one ever touched her before.

When you stopped your movements, Kate held her hands on your back and pulled you into her body as much as she could, but you both still didn´t feel close enough.

You collapsed again on top of the person who stole your heart and placed your head on her chest, so you could hear her heartbeat. Her hands were gently scratching your back and you could again feel the peace in the atmosphere. There is nothing you love more than this girl, especially when she has scars all over her body.

"You know that scar on your thigh? It kinda looks like a flower."

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Retribution

Kinktober 2022 | Punishment

Pairing: Kate Bishop x Reader

Summary: Kate breaks Reader’s one rule and now has to be punished for it.

Contains: dom!Reader, sub!Kate, d/s dynamics, sex toys, spanking, paddle use, punishment, pet names (“Master” for Reader), degradation, humiliation, orgasm denial. 18+, Minors DNI!

A/N: Master can be gender neutral, right?? Anyway, my last Kinktober fic and maybe one of my faves! Comments are appreciated!! Enjoy <3

Reader doesn’t have any gender specifications so can be read as any gender with any pronouns.

It was Kate’s own fault that she found herself in the position she was in now.

If she hadn’t been so greedy and had just waited for you to come home, you would have indulged her all night. But no, the archer just had to get that rampant rabbit out of the toy drawer and use it on herself while you were out working hard on a mission.

When you got home to discover her moaning and writhing on your shared bed with the cute purple toy stimulating both her clit and her g-spot, you were quite bluntly, furious. It was the one rule you had set for her while you were away - she was not to touch herself without your permission.

You had barely removed any of your clothes before you had tugged on her ankle, dragging her to the edge of the bed and pulling the toy out of her.

Clearly having just denied her orgasm, Kate looked up at you with an initial grumpy look which soon turned to fear as she realised she was in for a tough shift.

“You’re home!” She exclaimed, both happy to see you and anxious as to what you were about to do.

You tutted, looking down at her and tauntingly turned off the toy that was still buzzing away.

“Good to know I wasn’t missed.” You responded with a tut, waving the toy that shone with her arousal dripping over it in Kate’s face. “You know the rules, Katie.”

Kate swallowed thickly, a deep scarlet colour now adorning her cheeks as you patronised her. She opened her mouth to defend herself but you bet her to it by flipping her round and bending her over with ease.

The raven haired girl let out a surprised gasp at your roughness, propping herself on her elbows and arching her back to expose her ass and sopping cunt to you. Your hands went to her ass cheeks, kneading the skin and digging your nails in to make Kate wince.

“You know, Kate, if you’d just waited for me, you could have been sitting on my face right now. But you’re a greedy little slut. And what do sluts get?” You spoke harshly to her. Kate dropped her head so her long hair would cover her face and hide how humiliated she was. It didn’t escape her notice that you were still fully dressed while she was naked and completely at your mercy.

“Sluts get punished.” She mumbled.

You raised your hand and cracked it down hard on her ass, cupping at the skin while her whole body was jolted forward and she let out a pained whine. She tried to squirm away from you but you put your hands on her hips and yanked her back into position.

“Sluts get punished.” You affirmed, spanking her again and smirking at her soft moan. “I’m gonna spank you until I get tired, okay? You know your safe word, don’t you?”

“Red.” She replied and a dark grin spread across your lips.

“That’s right, slut.”

You spanked Kate over and over, leaving a red raw handprint on her sensitive ass cheek. With each smack, her body was thrown forward. Her legs caved inwards, as if to shield her cunt but over time you noticed just how wet and swollen she was.

Kate cried out each time, throwing her head back. Whilst she was facing away from you, it was quite clear by the sounds she was making that tears were streaming down her face.

“God, Kate. You’re an avenger and you can’t even take a spanking? Pathetic.” You mocked as you landed another harsh smack, massaging it with your hand and then raising your arm for another one.

“Master, please! I’m sorry!” She sobbed uncontrollably.

You traced your finger along her dripping pussy, gathering some of her arousal and bringing it to your mouth to taste it.

“Tastes like you’re not very sorry, I think you’re enjoying this too much. Did you plan this, Katie?” You smirked, taking a break from the punishment to admire your handiwork on her abused ass cheek.

Kate’s chest dipped to rest on the bed, burying her face in the sheets while her ass remained in the air. She was spent and you could tell. Yet the way she still had herself presented to you suggested she was able to take more.

“Why don’t we make this more interesting, huh?” You teased and watched Kate’s hips wiggle in anticipation for what was to come next.

You reached over, picking up the toy again and turning it on. Your girlfriend looked round at you with a fearful and tear stained expression.

“I’m gonna put this back inside you, since you’re so greedy for it. And I’m gonna keep spanking you. Got that, slut?” You explained, pressing the toy back into her and angling it so it could stimulate her two favourite spots perfectly.

Kate moaned at the intrusion and gripped on to the sheets. She rolled her hips, clearly grinding against the toy to get as much from it as possible.

It didn’t even come to her attention that you had selected a paddle for the latter half of your punishment. The first she became aware of its introduction to your play was when the cool wood hit her neglected ass cheek and she screamed.

“Like I said, baby. Sluts get punished.” You smirked while Kate whined.

“Now show me how much of a fucking whore you are and fuck yourself on this toy.” You commanded as you held the base of the rabbit in place and watched as Kate reluctantly started to grind herself on it. Every time the vibe had bottomed out inside her and her ass cheeks met your arm, you spanked her with the paddle again.

Kate became a squirming and moaning mess as the mixture of pleasure and pain took over. She gripped on to the sheets as she began to fuck herself faster at the cost of being hit more times with the paddle.

“Master.” She panted desperately. “Gonna cum.”

“I don’t fucking think so.” You responded, hitting her harder with the paddle which prompted a shriek from her.

“I can’t hold it! Please! Master, please let me cum!” She begged as sobs racked her aching frame. She babbled endlessly with whines and wails which only increased as you turned the setting up on the toy.

Skilfully, you kept a close eye on the situation and monitored as she was just about to cum. A hard smack with the paddle was accompanied with you pulling the toy out of her, denying her an orgasm for the second time tonight.

Kate cried out in despair, her legs clenching together and her full body writhing as she mourned the loss of pleasure she had been so close to receiving. She lay against the sheets, with little defeated moans and squirming helplessly.

You softened, knowing that it was time for you to stop. Whilst she hadn’t used her safe word, you knew better than to push her to the point she had to use it. One hand massaged her sore ass while the other reached over, gently brushing her hair out of her face. You leaned over, pressing some soft kisses to her cheek.

“Did so good for me, Katie. Took your punishment like such a strong girl. I’m so proud.” You whispered to her in a tone far more compassionate than you had been using with her all night.

Kate sniffled in response, clutching on to the bedsheets. Her eyes closed in relief as your hand soothed over the hand prints and paddle marks.

“Just missed Master so much.” She whimpered, turning her body round fully to face you and gripping on to the Kevlar of your mission suit.

“I know, baby.” You soothed, pressing a lingering kiss to her forehead. “I think you’ve learned your lesson now, haven’t you?”

Kate nodded meekly in response, having well and truly learned her lesson.

“Good, because now I’m gonna show you what I really had planned for me coming home.”

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Headcanons about Kate

These are just a few things I personally deem as headcanon about Kate, after rewatching and analyzing her interactions and personality traits. Please remember that this is just my perception of her. If you have anything you consider to be headcanon about Kate let me know.

- likes being playful and teases you a lot

- leans against EVERYTHING (example: doors, counters, couches, tables. hell, she’d probably even lean against you if you let her lmao)

- manspreads. always. (if you ask why she sits that way she’ll tell you “i don’t know. it’s just comfortable,” and you know what i can’t argue that)

- can’t sit straight. (if you find her sitting properly, it’s probably because of a formal gathering or a meeting)

- likes stealing kisses from you (you could be sitting, standing, laying down it doesn’t matter she’ll still manage to steal one from you. AND ITS ADORABLE)

- randomly does something that only makes sense to her and just confuses you (things like her leaving a half empty cup ramen with tinfoil over it and her explanation? “what? i was in a hurry to leave.”)

- always wears socks

- loves cereal, specifically Frosted Flakes

- can accurately shoot up to five arrows at the same time

- loves to spoil you

- sometimes likes to splurge on perfumes (she’s not big on jewelry but fragrances? absolutely.)

- has a spacific playlist for working out

- made a playlist for you

- can’t take care of live plants, so she buys fake ones (she just doesn’t have a green thumb. any greenery you see in her apartment or dorm isn’t real lmao)

- loves target

- tried to hit the target logo with a plunger arrow (this is very on brand for kate)

- somehow burned water??? (we’ve established that she can’t cook multiple times by almost burning the apartment down. the one time the apartment burned, wasn’t her fault, but still kinda was lmao)

- collects squishmallows (she definitely buys the 24 inch squishmallows)

- if she doesn’t get her way she’ll start cutely pouting

- gets flustered when you’ve out rizzed her

- loves to act cocky around you (whatever you do don’t challenge her to a game of fencing, she wins. she’ll let that go to her head lmao)

- loves going to the movie theater with you

- gets excited to get a slushy and popcorn

- when she talks about you to someone she gets shy

- mumbles stuff under her breath (when she was talking with yelena in episode 6 she’s LITERALLY doing it. “yeah, i know what box mac n cheese tastes like, okay? i know it’s- i know it’s delicious.”)

- she’s insecure about her rambling but you always reassure her that it’s fine and you’re listening

- she’s spent too much money on a gaming pc

- only owns a pair of boots (it doesn’t matter what she’s wearing, she’s going to wear her boots even if it’s a dress)

- super clumsy (somehow in the field she’s good at not being clumsy, but oh my god she’ll make your blood pressure spike 100%)

- always thinks outside of the box (it's impressive how quickly she thinks on her feet)

- is surprisingly calm under certain serious situations (i mean she took down men double her size running right at her, i’d panic and run the opposite direction)

- doesn’t give up easily which results in her being stubborn sometimes

- you having to remind her to shut up or low her voice in very quiet places (you could be on a mission with her and a few others and she just randomly “hey, did you see that tiktok i sent you this morning?” “SHHH, is now really the time for that?”)

- will send unhinged texts at worse time (you’re both in a debriefing and she’ll just text something like, “okay, so hear me out… we kidnap him.” “what?! no. kate we’re not about to steal rocket!”)

- loves sending memes (that’s literally all of her tiktok fyp)

- ALWAYS LOSES HER APARTMENT KEYS (someone give this girl a tile… you know what she would also end up losing that too lmao)

- loves ring but ends up losing them

- has a matching arrow necklace with you (again, she doesn’t wear rings much since she’s always losing them, so she’d go with a bracelet or necklace)

- loves hats, hoodies and sweatpants (after seeing that one picture of hailee wear her hawkeye hat, it’s headcanon for kate)

- still somehow makes you laugh even when you’re upset with her

- it doesn’t matter what time of day it is, when she’s been assigned a mission. she’ll always make time to video chat with you

edited: i’ve proofread this like three times, if there’s still typos or anything just ignore them lmao

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