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angelsanarchy · 9 months
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One Long Weekend: - Clyde/YN One-Shot Series CH 11
"I never said that!" "Yeah well I don't get off on repeat rejection so I'll just go."
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SUNDAY, 12:30AM
The games continued and Y/n continued to drown her sorrows in whatever Lola and Beau were pouring in her solo cup. Clyde kept his eyes on her trying to get her to come back and sit with him but she wouldn't budge. Snow picked up on the vibe and kept trying to make cute comments but the only response she seemed to get was a huff or forced smile.
"Ohhh! Never have I ever made it to third base in the closet." Y/n happened to glance up and watched Clyde put his finger down. Something in her gut caught fire and she let out a loud HA! that startled everyone.
"So you will hook up in the closet, just not with me." Y/n shook her head and Clyde blushed.
"Y/n..." Snow reached out but Y/n was already fighting angry tears. She hated being someone who cried when they got angry. They made her feel weak.
"Wait, you too haven't hooked up yet? How is that possible?" Beau slurred.
"Beats me. I guess I'm just not your friends type or he just finds me absolutely hideous." Y/n started getting up but got the spins.
"Can you just wait?" Clyde reached out but she pulled away.
"I got the message Clyde. Loud and clear. You guys have been great but I think it's time I head out." The group groaned and kept trying to get her to stay but she ran out of the apartment, heading back to Clyde's. Luckily he left the door unlocked so she could gather her few things. She heard the door open and shut not too long after she had pushed it shut.
"Hey! Please stop okay?" Clyde put his hands up trying to stay out of Y/n's way as she aggressively tossed her things into her bag.
"You could have told me you didn't like me Clyde. We could have been great friends but you let me throw myself out you like an idiot and now I've humiliated myself in front of your friends." Y/n shouted, watching Clyde reach for his aid like he was adjusting it or turning the volume down. She made a note to lower her voice.
"Please just stop and talk to me okay? I know you're upset and that its my fault but you can't just take off. You've had too much to drink-" Clyde tried to calm the situation but Y/n shook her head.
"I'm not wasted Clyde. I can Uber to a hotel and you can enjoy the rest of your weekend." Y/n put the strap of her bag on her shoulder but Clyde moved in front of the door.
"So you think because I'm not taking advantage of you that I'm not interested in you?" Clyde asked wanting more clarification.
"Honestly I don't know what you want. I have made multiple advances on you and you've turned me down every time." Clyde frowned.
"I mean...you saw me naked for Christ sake..." Y/n looked down at her feet and Clyde stepped towards her.
"Y/n..." Clyde reached out to take her hand.
"You've clearly brought others back and thought they were hot enough to fuck in a closet so..." Y/n wanted to take comfort in Clyde squeezing her hand but she didn't.
"I never said that." Clyde defended.
"Yeah well I don't get off on repeat rejection so I'll just go." Y/n pulled her hand from Clyde's to walk past him but the moment she had her back to him, he spun her around, slamming her back against the door but putting his hand up quickly so her head would hit his hand and not the door.
Now Y/n was surprised. This was the most aggressive Clyde had been since they started hanging out.
"You think I just bring girls back like this? Like you're just some random groupie I happened to pick up at one of the shows to bring back and fuck?" Clyde's tone was strong. He wanted Y/n to understand him.
"I don't know Clyde. I don't know anything about you. We've slept in the same bed, spent the entire day together, I let you know where I live, I let you see me naked! I'm acting like some crazy obsessed fangirl and that's not who I am!" Clyde watched Y/n getting upset and felt awful.
"I like you. I like spending time with you and making you laugh. I've barely spent two days with you and it's been some of the most fun I've had in a long time and I'm ruining everything." Y/n covered her face in embarrassment and Clyde pulled at her hands.
"You aren't ruining anything. Please don't cry." Clyde pleaded.
"No I am ruining everything. I get drunk and become this jealous, blubbering idiot as if I have some sort of stake on you and you haven't even tried to kiss-" Clyde cut her off, lips on hers, free hand resting gently on her throat. Y/n wasn't expecting it in the slightest so when his tongue dipped between her lips, she moaned. He tasted like rum and cigarettes and kissed like he was trying to pull oxygen directly from your lungs. When Clyde pulled away, he briefly rested his forehead against hers, opening his eyes to see hers were still closed.
"I don't bring girls like you home. You aren't some groupie hanging around the band, settling to fuck around with the guy who drives them around. You're you and that is...so much more." Clyde swallowed the lump in his throat and Y/n opened her eyes.
"Clyde..." Y/n wanted to respond but suddenly pushed Clyde away from her, throwing up mere inches from his shoes. That was not what Clyde was expecting either but he immediately started to help her.
"Oh my God. Oh my God." Y/n kept repeating mortified. Clyde helped her to the bathroom where she collapsed in front of the toilet, continuing to wretch. Clyde pulled her hair back and used one of his wrist ties to keep her hair from falling into the puke. He held a washcloth under the faucet and held it to the back of her neck while he rubbed her back.
"Y/n? Clyde?" Snow called out.
"Is that vomit?" Lola gagged and ran back out of the room.
"Snow! Give me a hand." Clyde called out, hearing Snow practically sliding across the floor. She stopped at the door and saw the state of Y/n and frowned.
"Aw babe." Snow felt awful for her.
"I've got her, go." She tried to politely rush Clyde out but he didn't want to leave her.
"Trust me, no girl wants the person she's into seeing her like this. I promise I've got her. Just make sure she'll have someplace clear of puke to sleep." Snow put her hand on Clyde's shoulder, giving him a reassuring squeeze before shutting the door in his face.
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jtl-fics · 8 months
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math nerd!!! preferably with ichirou and riko but I'll take whatever
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umber-art · 5 months
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Hoy te recordé y recordé el dolor que sentí aquella madrugada que te desperté entre llantos y un abrazo tan fuerte en aquella noche que me preguntaste que me pasaba y solo te dije que era una pesadilla y si así fue pero esa pesadilla me causó un miedo y un dolor tan grande que nunca había sentido no al menos hasta hace poco cuando me pediste que dejara de estar en tu vida, ese día volví a sentir ese miedo y dolor de la misma intensidad que aquella madrugada.
Y se que no te conté de que fue mi pesadilla pero si en algún momento te vuelvo a ver se que te lo contaré por ahora sigue siendo algo que guardare en mi corazón y mente.
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tascompany · 1 year
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➳♡RESTOCK!
大人気で完売していた
DANTONのボアジャケットが
再入荷いたしました!
各1点づつの入荷なので
前回GET出来なかった方は
ぜひお早めに〜⚠️
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裏地には風を通しにくい
リップストップナイロンを使用しています
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jtl-fics · 8 months
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new kings p&q
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"Wait, you ate them before?" Kevin asks.
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"Kevin, do you think I call them Meals Rarely Eaten and I don't have an opinion on them?" Neil asks
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sientemefragil · 5 months
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ㅤ ㅤ❀ ͟͟❘❙❚ efímero amor⠀ूੂ🤍
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anatomy of Annie Riley a.k.a Ghost's little Bub (a somewhat continuation of [this] lol)
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