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daydreamingintheimpalax · 4 years

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Unexpected

Prompt: “what happened to your clothes?” “I think i’m falling in love with you.” “I think ive always known, deep down, i think i’ve always loved you.”

Dean x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, somewhat detailed sex scene, iunno not much really.

A/N: Sorry it’s so long, i had this idea and thought it’d be a fun read. Enjoy :)

Dean sat on your bed, mindlessly watching and waiting as you hid in your closet, dress after dress, skirt after skirt flying out, one almost hitting him in the face. He caught it mid air before tossing it down next to him.

“I don’t know why you’re getting so worked up, its just a few drinks at the bar, Max already knows you, you dont need to impress him, he already likes you.” Dean spoke, watching as you popped out from your closet, three different shirts in your hands.

Dean was your best friend, you had met him and Sam as a child, your fathers had been hunting partners for a few years, always leaving you and the boys at bobby’s to cause trouble for the old man. You could still hear bobby’s voice sometimes, demanding Dean stop influencing you with his schemes.

His buddy Max had run into him at the bar last week while you guys had stopped in during a hunt and they had caught up for hours, you had connected with Max off the bat, and when he’d asked you out, you were skeptical, see deep down you always knew Dean was your guy, your never ending crush on him had turned into deeper feelings years ago, you tried to deny it for years, and definitely never told him, but when Dean had convinced you to give it a shot, go out on ONE date with a guy he knew and liked, you gave in, never being able to say no to him, i mean, to be fair you hadn’t been with a man in over 2 years and you could use a night out, maybe even some quality time in bed with a good looking guy, plus, Dean trusted him, and that was enough.

“Dean, i haven’t been out with a guy in 2 years, i’m not going out with a guy looking like a swamp monster, first dates are everything, and looking your best can make or break the date.” You huffed, holding out a shirt to him for an opinion, he shook his head, grimacing.

“First, you never look like a swamp monster, you’re stunning no matter what, you hardly have to work at that, secondly, that’s an old ratty tshirt you stole from me, really?” He pointed at it, now realizing he was right, why the hell you were even suggesting this. It was time to pull out the big guns. You sighed, hiding back into your closet, you had to have something date worthy.

Dean had popped away, grabbing himself a beer, giving himself a break from outfit advice. You were his best friend and he wanted nothing more than to see you happy, even if it meant trusting Max to take you out on a date. It was one date, it’s not like he was stealing you away forever. He had always had a soft spot for you, you were his first kiss as a kid and he’d looked out for you ever since, and even though he trusted Max, seeing you get all worked up over a guy that wasn’t him still didn’t settle well with him, but he shoved his feelings down and tried to be as supportive as he could.

He walked back into your room, realizing you were finally working on your makeup, you were slightly bent over your bathroom sink, reaching closer to the mirror as you did your eyeliner, truth be told, he loved when you did that black wing thing, it enhanced your big E/C eyes and drove him nuts everytime. He looked you over, realizing what you finally had chosen to put on, a shorter than he’d like black leather mini skirt, a matching leather shirt thing that looked similar to a bra more than anything. He cleared his throat.

“What happened to your clothes?” He asked, raising an eyebrow at you.

You finish your eyeliner before walking past him, fetching lipstick out of your little makeup bag before making your way back to your bathroom, “What do you mean? Theyre fine.” You spoke, applying your lipstick as he piped up.

“I mean like, where’s the rest of it?” he sassed and you rolled your eyes as you walked back into the room. “It’s not that bad is it? It’s literally all i can find that isn’t covered in holes, old blood or stained monster guts.” You looked down at yourself, smoothing out your skirt. Dean cleared his throat as he eyed you properly, trying hard to calm his way out of a boner.

“Uh, no, no i’m just teasing, you look incredible.” He smiled, nodding, you shoot him a innocent smile, “Better, Winchester. Much better, right answer.” You shoot him a small wink and he chuckles. He had come a long way on talking to women because of her, she helped him realize as a teenager and a young man that he didn’t need to be vulgar or gross to pick up women and he’d learned a long time ago thanks to her that chivarly was key.

He watched as she put on her coat, Max waiting by the door to take her out, she gave him a little wave as she told him not to wait up, she’d be fine.

“Be safe, have fun.” He smiled as she walked out the door, his internal groan coming out of his mouth and he kicked himself for being too scared to ever make a move himself. He’d liked her since they were teenagers, but he was too stubborn to do anything, his fathers voice telling him hunter relationships never worked.

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The night had been a blast so far, you and Max were having a great time chatting, dancing and enjoying each others company at the bar, he was sweet, nice and had a good view on life and hunting. He told you entertaning stories, some even involved moments he and Dean shared as young teenagers hunting together, being boys and trying to get girls, Max pranking Dean. They had a good friendship and you were happy Dean had someone besides you and Sam he could pal around with.

You had moved to his truck a while ago, the mix of alcohol and pure need affecting you both as you made out like teenagers, the windows began steaming up, it was an unusually warm evening in lebanon and you were thankful you wore this outfit or would have soaked right through it from the heat.

His hand moved freely on your thigh and you straddled him, his back against the backseat of his pick up with you on his lap, dry humping him like some silly teenage girl who hadn’t had sex yet, you made the first move, desperate to feel a mans touch, it had been so long.

You yank your top off, nothing but some nipple covers to cover your exposed breasts, Max lets out a soft moan, “Beautiful,” he mumbles while he kisses softly around your skin, he slowly peels off the covers off you and his mouth lands on your nipple and you let out a louder Moan than you want to but it doesn’t seem to bother him.

Before you know it, your both down to nothing but your underwear, you reach down and pull down his boxers, reaching a hand in and grabbing him and placing him at your entrance, you’re already so turned on you don’t need foreplay tonight, not when you’re this sexually frustrated.

You sink down on him slowly, and you both moan out, yours comes out as more of a shout, and you begin to move, slowly at first before changing into a soft but faster bounce, he’s making sounds, you know that for fact but you’re so distracted by the feeling of pure pleasure you haven’t felt in so long you aren’t even fully aware of what’s happening, you let out a shout, and before you know what’s happening, it all suddenly just stops.

You come back to reality and notice Max has pushed you off, he’s pulling his pants back on and avoiding your eye. Oh for fuck sakes, you haven’t even came close to your release and Dean set you up with a 2 minute one pump chump. You were going to kick his ass.

“What’s wrong? are you done already?” you ask, his looks at you, letting out an exasperated huff before licking his lips and shaking his head. “I’m sorry Y/n, i don’t think this is going to work out, besides, you shouldn’t really sleep with a guy if you’re not going to rememember his name.” He scolds, glaring at you before he shoves his shirt on and climbs out the back, you put your skirt and shirt back on, deciding to skip the panties all together.

“Hey! I do remember your name, it’s Max, i’m not stupid!” You yell at him, angry now that he would even suggest that. Max turns to you, glaring, “Oh yeah, then next time maybe you should try screaming my name out and not Dean’s, jesus christ y/n, if you want him that bad just go fuck him, i doubt he’ll say no!” He shouts and you stand frozen.

“What? Dean?, i didn’t...I don’t-” you stutter, he cuts you off. “It’s kind of obvious y/n, you screamed his name for a reason, you obviously have lingering feelings for him, and im not going to be your pitty fuck.” He sighs, he ushers you into the passenger seat, offering to drive you home in what is the most uncomfortabe, quiet, embrassing drive home ever.

You slam the bunker door closed, worst date ever. You make your way past Dean and Sam in the library as you try your hardest to avoid them, especially Dean, you were embarassed enough, you didn’t need to face him right now, and you sure as hell hoped Max kept his mouth shut about it too.

“Y/N? That you? “ You hear Dean call out but you avoid answering, flying past them to your room before slamming the door shut.

Dean’s eyebrows furrow.

“I guess the date didn’t go well then.” Sam speaks out, looking over at Dean. He shrugs, before getting up and walking towards your room

He knocks on the door softly, “Y/n, you okay? did Max do something cause if he did i’ll beat the living crap outta him.” He calls out, he can hear your sniffle, he sighs, before softly opening your door. You’re cuddled up in bed, watching your favorite episode of golden girls as you cry softly. He sighs and heads over, sitting on your bed.

“Bad date?” He asks and you shrug, “Something like that.” He gives you a soft smile. “Want to talk about it?” He asks and you shake your head. “No, i just wanna forget it.” You speak, he notices you never meet his eye. He nods and agrees to leave it alone, he joins you quietly, watching tv with you but giving you your space. When you finally fall asleep, he goes to bed himself, but not before shooting Max a text.

“Whatever the fuck you did man, she’s upset, and if i find out you hurt her, i’ll kill you.”

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It’s two weeks later when things finally come out, you haven’t spoken to Max since that night of your date. The bar is busier than usual, a few more college kids then there usually is but it is spring break, most of them are probably home for the much needed time away from school work.

Dean is at the pool tables, hussling some airhead jock out of pool money. You watch and laugh when he heads over to you, cash in hand.

“Ha ha, stupid brainless jocks. Always so much fun seeing how much of daddy’s money i can get out of them.” He chuckles, setting the money back in his pocket. You roll your eyes but smile. Why did you put up with this dork.

Before you know it, someone is calling out for Dean. “Yo, Dean!” You both turn to spot Max, waving Dean over for a game. You swallow, nervous that the details of your date will come out, you still weren’t fully over it, and you dreaded Dean ever finding out, he’d never let you live it down and he really didn’t need a bigger ego. Luckily Max hadn’t noticed you yet.

Dean motions he’ll play one round and be right back and you try to give him a smile, dreading this inside. Just don’t ask him about the date, you interally tell him, even though he’s long gone and can’t hear it.

You sip your drink, asking for another one and you try to keep your cool at those two being in the same room all of a sudden.

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One game had turned into 4 and before you knew it, the two guys had captured a crowd, some betting on Max and some on Dean. It was becoming a friendly competition between the two boys.

“Aw come on Max, don’t be a sore loser, i’m sure you can come back from that.” Dean teases, watching as Max lines up his next shot.

“Easy for you to say Winchester, tell me, do you ever get sick of being a pompous prick?” Max winks at him and Dean smiles, “Eh, Sometimes, but then i remember how fun it is to watch you lose and its all worth it.” Dean chuckles, Max suddenly isn’t in a joking mood and he shoots, it goes in, he gets a few more and Dean’s actually surprised.

“Not bad, man. You’re getting better.” Dean smirks, “Still no match for me though, i always win.” Dean leans in, takes a shot and gets his last three balls in, He lines up with the 8 ball, looks up at Max, and smirks, then his eyes find you, sitting behind Max a few tables down and he shoots you a wink, before sinking in his ball. Game over.

Max turns around, realizing who Dean winked at, he turns back around, slamming his pool stick down. “Good game, I’m done, guess you won Dean, you got the money, and the one girl i’ve liked in a really long time, guess you always do win, huh?” He spits out, a bitter tinge to his voice. He scoffs and walks away.

Dean’s suddenly confused, what the hell was he talking about. He looks over at you, you’re watching the television over the bar, no clue what had just happened, he follows Max outside catching him before he reaches his truck.

“Hey! I didn’t get anything, if this is about y/n, you screwed that up on your own, okay? I had nothing to do with that!” Dean shouts. Max laughs and turns to face him. “Oh bullshit Dee, you have everything to do with it!” He sneers, “I really liked her man, she was cool, but like always, Dean Winchester always gets the girl!” He scoffs, making Dean frown, confused.

“Y/n isn’t mine! she’s my friend, whatever you did to piss her off on your date was your problem, she didn’t tell me what you did but if you wanted her that bad, you had the chance to fix it!”

“REALLY DEE? Tell me, how the fuck would you fix the girl you like screaming your best friends name in bed when shes with you? Huh? How the fuck do i fix her thinkng about you while she’s fucking me?” He swallows, “Man, forget it, you wouldn’t understand, god forbid that ever happened to you.” He spits, before he’s in his truck, driving away. Dean’s still standing there, more confused than ever.

He finally makes it back inside, his eyes roaming around for you. He finds you in the same spot, the female bar tender chatting with you and making you laugh. Your eyes find him, beckoning him over and he moves.

He finally reaches you and you smile, “I got you another beer. How did the game go? You disappeared.” You ask, and he stares at you, he finally pipes up, and your heart sinks. Oh no. Please no.

“Max seemed very upset when he saw you, what happened on your date again? Why didn’t you ever go out with him again?” He asks, you take a sip of your beer and shrug. “I dunno, he wasn’t my type, just didn’t work out.” You bite your lip, hoping to god he lets this go, you don’t need to relive that embarassing moment.

He nods, taking a drink of his own beer, “Okay, so he just wasn’t your type, that’s all? It had nothing to do with you screaming my name in the middle of sex?” He calmly points out and you nearly choke on your beer, spitting beer across the bar table, everyone close by stares at you, you turn red, apologizing and grabbing napkins to clean up your mess.

You turn and face Dean, “He fucking told you!” Dean raises an eyebrow, “In a not so nice way, so it’s true? You really did?” He smirks and you bury your face in your hands, “Oh god...” You call out and when you look back up Dean’s cheesy grin is staring back at you, “Actually, apparently it’s Oh Dean.”

You throw a nice solid punch into his shoulder before you run out of the bar, “Y/n...y/n wait!” Dean calls out but you’re already half way across the bar and out the door. He throws down some cash and chases after you, catching you half way down the road.

“Y/n...” He calls out, “Just leave me alone Dean, i knew you would use this against me, i knew it. You’re a jerk.” You wipe away a tear, he finally reaches you and grabs your arm, turning you to face him.

“Hey, i didn’t mean to upset you, i’m sorry, i just, i was surprised, that’s all.” He sighs, “Why didn’t you just tell me? I thought Max was the one who hurt you or something.” He speaks softly and you sniffle.

“it’s embarassing, i didn’t even know i did it, i was so into it and then he just stopped, for a second i thought he’d already, you know, i was disappointed then we got into an argument about it and he took me home.” You shrugged.

Dean nodded, he was quiet for a while, and then he spoke, revealing something that made even you question if you were drunk.

“I uh, i guess i wasn’t expecting to hear that, and i guess i got a little excited cause iunno i just, i think i’m falling in love with you, and when Max told me i just uh, i guess i was hopeful that maybe it meant you felt the same.” He swallows before going quiet, watching your reaction carefully.

You nodded, frowning as you realised you weren’t dreaming, Dean loved you, Dean Winchester loved you.

“I think i’ve always known, Deep down, i think i’ve always loved you.” You shrug, “Every since we shared our first kiss, i think part of me has loved you ever since.” You smile, finally meeting Dean’s eyes, the grin on his face tells you all you need to know, this man is crazy about you, always has been.

“oh yeah?” He smiles, reaching out to grab you, you chuckle, leaning up and placing a slow, deep kiss on his lips.

“Yeah, what can i say, you’re just my type.” You smirk and Dean laughs.

“Well then, why don’t we get back home and i’ll give you a real reason to scream my name.” He smirks, leaning down quite a bit to place wet warm kisses along your exposed neck.

“You’re never going to let me live that down are you?” You roll your eyes, he meets them and a sexy grin appears on his face.

“Not a chance.”

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buckyscrystalqueen · 5 years

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Star Crossed Rivalry: Part 5

Pairings: Opie x Reader (SOA/TWD MC AU Crossover ) Negan daughter!Reader

Warnings: Swearing, Fluff, Angst, Violence

Word Count: 4,211

Part 1 / Part 2 / Part 3 / Part 4

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“Look at my little chunker.” You cooed as you held your 9 pound 8 ounce, and twenty-one and a quarter inches long son in your arms. “My little chunky boy that ruined mommy’s pussy forever and ever…”

“Babe!” Opie laughed as he sat beside you on the bed, holding the two loves of his life in his arms.

“You’re gunna be tall like your daddy.” You said as you laid your head on Opie’s chest with a smile you never thought was going to fade. “And just as handsome as him, too. You’re going to be a handsome little man, Hunter. I know it.”

“He has your nose, Mama.” Opie said as he smiled at the cooing boy in your arms. “And your smile…”

“No, that’s your smile, Daddy.” You said as you brushed your thumb across Hunter’s cheek as he looked up at you with Opie’s hazel eyes. “And your eyes. Fuck, could he be anymore perfect?”

“Not fucking possible.” Negan said as he knocked softly on your hospital room door with his knuckle. You smiled up at him as he held up a light blue stuffed teddy bear with a handmade Saviors kutte on it. “First fucking present.”

“You’re such a softy.” You said as you let Opie take Hunter from your arms. “Thank you, grandpa.”

“Fuck off.” He chuckled as he closed the room door behind him partially and tossed the bear on your bed. “Pop. That’s what I am.” You nodded your head and smiled as he carefully took his grandson from your fiancé. “Michonne and Rick are out in the waiting room. Same with Jax and Piney, who looks about as white as a fucking ghost.”

“That’s just Piney.” Ope said as he picked up the bear and put it in Hunter’s clear sided bassinet. “He’s always pale as fuck.”

“Told ‘em to wait until I made sure you were ready for company. And I wanted this little Satan spawn all to myself.”

“You’re an ass!” You laughed as he sat down on the couch that ran under the windows on the far side of the room.

“I hope, for your sake, he’s just as much as a fucking monster child as you were. Then you’ll see what your mother and I had to fucking deal with.”

“And just because you said that, he’s going to be a perfect little angel.” You teased with a smile. “Baby, can you hand me my make up bag? I’ll at least run a damn brush through my hair or something.”

“Damn, you were fucking right about this one.” Your dad said as he jostled your son the slightest bit. “This is one big fucking boy.”

“Will you leave him alone?” Opie laughed as he handed you your bag. “I packed that dress thing you were looking at in the store. The lady said it was the best thing during her hospital stay, and it was worth the money.”

“Oh my God, I fucking love you.” You said as you pulled the soft, pink wrap around nursing gown you had been kicking yourself all week for not buying out of your bag. You looked up at him with a happy pout as you held the dress to your chest. “Best fiancé ever.”

“I try.” He said as he came over to help you up out of bed so you could change in the bathroom.

“You two are fucking disgusting.” Your dad said with a shake of his head. “Yea, your Mommy and Daddy are fucking disgustingly in love.”

“God, shut up.” You groaned as you stepped into the bathroom. “Get your baby love in fast, Pop. You’re about to have to share him with a whole lotta people.”

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You were used to the Sanctuary being crowded for Halloween but no where like this. It was as if every member of every charter was there with their kids, ready to welcome the new Saviors Prince to the world. The moment you got out of your truck beside your fiancé with your carseat on your arm, the parking lot erupted into cheers.

“OK, OK!” You laughed as you held your hand up to silence the masses. “My kid is thankfully a quite baby, but I don’t want to test the theory!”

“I call dibs on the first helping of baby love.” Michonne said as she came over to you with a giant smile in her Princess Leia costume. “I love the spots.”

“Just wait for it.” You said as you set your car seat on the little stage. “Introducing Hunter Winston, my little chunkster puppy.” Michonne ‘aw’ed’ as you pulled back the blanket to show off your currently sleeping son, who you knew would wake up the moment he got picked up. “I should have made him a monkey so he’d be a chunky monkey.”

“Oh, that’d be too perfect.” She said as you unsnapped the carseat and carefully picked your three and a half week old son, up. His eyes flew open, and looked around as you carefully laid him down in the crook of Michonne’s arms.

“He’s an angel child.” You said as you grabbed his Dalmatian ear beanie out of your diaper bag to go with his onesie and the black eyeliner dot you drew on his and your noses. “He doesn’t really cry, he sleeps like four hours at a time at night, eats like a champ, obviously. But it’s still so much work.”

“We got lucky as hell.” Opie said with a nod as he handed you a bottle of water. “Even if Negan tried to curse us.”

“He’s beautiful, (Y/N).” She cooed as she offered Hunter her finger. He cooed back and wrapped his pudgy hands around her slender finger.

“Is this the future King biker?” Rick teased as he came over to say hi.

“Not happening.” You and Opie said simultaneously as he lit a cigarette for you and gently pulled you back away from your son by your spotted dress covered shoulder.

“We got him for a minute.” Michonne said with a smile as she passed off Hunter to her husband. “Take a smoke break. Go mingle for a bit.” You nodded your head as you took a long drag of your cigarette and glanced over at Maggie, who was coming over to say hi and get some baby love as well. You smiled at her and walked the couple feet over to her as Hunter was passed off to Carol next.

“How are you two liking being parents?” She asked as she kissed your cheek.

“It’s a lot.” Opie chuckled as he grabbed a chair for you and Maggie from a near by crafts table. “Don’t get me wrong. We really do have an angel but I don’t think I have every worried about every little thing before in my life.”

“Poor Creature has no idea what to do with Hunter.” You chuckled. “And I’ve been keeping him in his bassinet not his crib because I’m too scared I won’t hear him downstairs…”

“OK, there’s nothing wrong with that.” Maggie chuckled. “Hershel stayed in a bassinet until he was six and a half months old. There is nothing wrong with that. And I know you have a baby monitor since I bought it for you. That one is super loud when you have it on. I could hear Hershel fart through it like he was sitting right next to me. What else?” You glanced at Opie, who you knew had a shit load of concerns neither of you wanted to ask your doctor out of embarrassment, before looking back at Maggie.

“OK, sometimes he wont latch on.” Opie nodded as he grabbed a chair for himself, and sat down beside you.

“Do you eventually stop worrying that he’s just gunna up and die?”

“Are we gunna turn into our parents?”

“Is there anything I can really do at night to help? I feel shitty just fucking laying there and watching her breastfeed.”

“And what about baby shots? I know we’re along way off, but these past three weeks has already flew by. Are they safe? Can your doctor spread them out more?”

“Ok, whoa.” Maggie laughed as she held her hand up to stop your rant. “Slow down, take a deep breath and let’s start from the beginning. Have you not talked to your doctor about this?” You shook your head, and looked over at Hunter as your dad showed him off to a few patches from the Orlando Florida charter.

“You know as well as I do how embarrassing some of this shit it.” You said as you reached into Opie’s firefighter’s jacket and grabbed his cigarettes since yours were in your diaper bag. “It’s easier to ask someone that’s family.”

“Alright.” She agreed as Carol came over to say hi as well. “We got a lot of mom’s here so we’ve got a lot of collective experience. Let’s start at the beginning…”

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“He fall asleep?” Ope asked as you walked back into the main room after feeding your son, and getting him down for a nap. You nodded your head and pulled back the cloth of your carrier to show him Hunter.

“Fed, changed, and in jammies.” You said with a nod. “I probably should have wiped off his little nose before I breast fed but whatever.”

“You live and you learn.” He said as he leaned down to kiss his son’s forehead.

“Cops, cops, cops!” Ezekiel roared as he stuck his head in from outside. You didn’t hesitate in grabbing Opie’s hand, and yanking him down the hall you just came from.

“Where…?” He asked as you turned a corner, making sure you held Hunter to your chest so he wouldn’t jostle awake, and make noise in your haste. You shushed Ope as you turned into the president suite and shut the door behind you both.

“Help me with this. I need two hands to move it.” You said as you walked quickly over to a large mirror on the wall beside the bed. “The handle is right here, and it swings open.”

“Oh, shut up.” He said as he put his hand on top of yours to find the latch and the handle. “You have a secret door…”

“Yes, and if you move faster, we can be behind it before the cops come.” You said shortly as he pulled the door open. You dipped past him into the small surveillance room and started to flip switches to turn on the monitors for the cameras hidden around the factory.

“Does it lock?” Opie asked as he pulled the mirror back into place. You nodded and flipped another switch, sending three, unseen, stainless steel bolts from the back of the door into the wall to hold it in place. “Well fuck.”

“My dad made this room when we first bought the Sanctuary.” You said as you sent Negan a coded text to his personal line. “He and I are the only people who know it exist for this exact reason.”

“What does that mean?” He asked as he looked at the text.

“PR means panic room, and OH(i) are the three of our initials.” You looked up at the monitors at the main room of the club, where friends and family of the club were all laying face down on the floor. Feeling his phone ring in his kutte and knowing it was you, Negan looked directly at the hidden camera and closed his eyes in a long blink. With a sigh, you sat down in the computer chair and checked on your son, who was thankfully still fast asleep. “Swear to God this kid could sleep through a hurricane then a tornado before going to a football game.” Opie huffed as he sat down in your old beanbag chair with a sigh.

“Well I guess I can say thanks for loving me.” He chuckled as you watched the DEA, the ATF, and the local and state police executed a search warrant on the building.

“You’re a goon.” You giggled as you watched family member after family member get put into cuffs, and carted out to the waiting transport vans. You sighed again as your dad was put in the back of the van as well, when a lone motorcycle pulled down the road toward the end of the road. “Son of a bitch.” You said as you sat up and expanded that view to take up one of the four monitors in the room.

“What the fuck is Clay doing here?” Opie asked as he got up and came over to get a closer look. You shook your head subtly as movement on the screen next to the one you were watching caught your attention. Your jaw dropped and you stood up slowly as you watched one of the DEA agents uncuff Dwight and let him walk away.

“Oh, you mother fucker.” You said as you minimized the screen with Clay to watch the long driveway. “Fuck, he’s a fucking rat.” You glanced over at Opie and the slight furrow of his brow before reaching up to tap the screen to explain. “The Saviors make a run six times a year for their product. Negan and Rick are the only ones who know the exact date but the run is almost always the week before Halloween. None of the other members know the exact date, they just come to town exactly a week before and wait until my dad tells them to wake up and go. But this year, because of Hunter, my dad pushed it.” You tapped Dwight’s head, wishing you could kill him in that moment, as he stood talking to Clay at the end of the road, not realizing that he had been made.

“Dwight set this up with the Sons, not realizing my dad changed the date. Because usually, by now, this place is full with enough weed to put every single person in here away.” You both fell dead silent for a moment as the main room door flew open and a state officer and an AFT agent started to tear the room apart. You continued to shake your head and watch Dwight until the agents left the now destroyed bedroom and your upturned baby carrier and diaper bag.

“Is this recording?” Opie whispered as he watched Clay leave, and Dwight slink into the shadows.

“Always.” You said with a nod as you turned in your chair to find a blank disc to make a copy of it for your dad. “You can’t say anything to anyone, baby.” You reminded him as you turned around to look at him. “Not even Jax. Not yet. We have to wait for my dad, first and we’ll move from there.” Opie sighed and nodded his head as he went back over and sat down on the bean bag.

“I know.” He breathed as he pulled off his scrubbed his hand down his face. “Fuck, I know.” You looked over at him, sorrowfully and shook your head.

“This is the down side to falling in love with the enemy, baby. I’m really, really sorry.”

“It’s not you, baby girl.” He said as he reached out for your hand. “It’s the beast that is our life. But I walked away from my club for a reason. And that reason is sitting in front of me, cradling my other reason to stay out.” You smiled weakly as he pulled on your hand until you got up from your chair. With a huff, you stood up and very carefully sat down so that he could hold both you and Hunter until all the cops left and it was safe to come out of the panic room.

“I love you, Ope.” You said as you laid your head on his shoulder and made sure Hunter was up right, not smooshed, and comfortably still sound asleep.

“I love you, too baby.”

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

“You been sitting here all night?” Your dad asked as he walked over from his house early the next morning. You picked your head up off the rocking chair and shook your head as you slowly pushed yourself back and forth.

“You know my MO, Daddy.” You said as you picked up the slightly cooled cup of coffee, and passed it off to him.

“Thanks, baby girl.” He sighed as he flopped down in the rocker next to you. “Where’s Hunter?”

“Inside sleeping with Ope.” You said as you picked up your laptop, and hit the spacebar to wake it up. “We got a rat.” Negan’s brow furrowed as he put his coffee down, and took the laptop from you with a sigh. He hit play, and picked up his coffee again as you went back to rocking.

“Son of a fucking bitch.” He groaned as he watched the video. You nodded your head, and grabbed your coffee off the table.

“Ope gets that we have to go after SAMCRO. I get it, too. It’s just…”

“He wants Jax, and his fucking dad out first.” Negan finished for you as he closed your laptop and leaned back in his rocker. “(Y/N), how fucking sure are you that they aren’t fucking part of this?”

“I’m not.” You said with a look over at him. “I have no fucking idea. But I trust my fiancé. And he trusts Jax and Piney. So I trust them enough to know that getting them out before you go in is worth something.” Negan nodded as he finished his coffee.

“Let me talk to Ope.” He said as he looked into his empty cup. “Fuck, you need to teach Frankie how to fucking make coffee.”

“No.” You said before you finished your cup, looked at the time on your phone, and took your laptop and empty coffee mugs back. “Ope will be up any minute. Go shower, though. You smell like jail.”

“You’re such a pleasant little fucker in the mornings.” Negan said as you both got up and headed in different directions.

“I get from you.” You called out over your shoulder as you walked in to your living room just as Opie was coming down with your whining son. “I got him, baby.” He nodded his head as he continued down the stairs almost in a daze.

“Did you sit out there since four?” He asked as he waited for you to put what was in your hands, down. You nodded your head as you took Hunter from his arms.

“I worry about him, you know?” You said as you walked around the couch and sat down while pulling up one of Opie’s wife beaters that you slept in to feed your son. “He has no one else but me, and Frankie is so self involved she wouldn’t know her ass from her elbow when it comes to anything of use.” You looked up at him as he stepped out on to the back porch to let Creature out, and stood just outside the door so he could smoke his morning cigarette. “Someone’s gotta take care of him, Ope. He does so much for everyone else…”

“I know, baby.” He said with a nod. “I don’t blame you on that. Just… well, next time, can you sit inside the house, and wait like a normal person does?”

“Opie, you and I both know I am no where near fucking sane, thank you.”

“True.” He agreed with a smirk. You flipped him off as Creature walked past him back into the house, and trotted over to join you on the couch. You said hi to him as he walked in a circle twice before curling up into a ball against your hip, and going back to sleep with a snort.

“Dad wants to talk to you.” You informed your husband as he kicked the rock aside and came back into the house. “He’ll probably be back over for breakfast if you wanna jump in the shower. I’ll do French toast, bacon, and eggs for breakfast when Hunter finishes.”

“Sounds like a plan.” He said as he came over and gave you an upside down, chaste kiss. “Good morning, baby.”

“Good morning, my love.”

——

Opie and Negan sat across from each other at your dinner table, the former watching your son in his vibrating baby swing that he loved so much, and scolding Creature when he tried to crawl up in the seat to cuddle with ‘his’ baby like he so desperately wanted to. Negan watched his grandson, trying to figure out exactly how he wanted to word his questions, while you made breakfast.

“I need you to be fucking honest with me, Opie.” He started as he ran his middle ringer around the rim of his coffee mug. “Brutally fucking honest.” You and your fiancé both looked over at him as he pulled his brown eyes away from his grandson and up to Opie. “Say (Y/N) and Hunter are kidnapped tomorrow…”

“Dad!” You shrieked but he held his hand up to stop you, refusing to take his eyes off your fiancé.

“You and I are killed in the fight. Who in SAMCRO do you fucking trust, without a fucking shadow of a doubt, with their lives.” Your fiancé sat up straight, confused and stunned at the question.

“Jax.” He said after a moment with a slight nod of his head. “He’d raise Hunter as his own, watch out and take care of (Y/N). But he wouldn’t walk away from the Sons to do it. The club is his fucking life. I do know though, that he and Clay have completely different opinions on the club’s path. Which is why I can say my old man, and a guy named Chibs would be on that list as well. He and Piney would side with Jax any day of the fucking week. The rest of the club…” He sighed as he ran his fingers through his loose, shoulder length hair. “The rest of the fucking club are loyal to the club. Which means they’re loyal to whoever sits behind that gavel.” Negan nodded his head slowly as you walked over two full plates, and set them down on the table.

“So who do you think is the fucking mastermind behind last nights bullshit?” He asked as he pulled his plate in front of him but didn’t touch it otherwise.

“That’s got fucking Clay all over it.” Opie said as you came over to top of their coffee mugs, and set your plate down. “Clay is a conniving monster. He’ll sign his fucking soul to the fucking devil if it meant keeping his president patch. If I had to venture a guess, he was the one that made a fucking deal with ATF after your guy found him. I’d say his fucking right hand, Tig had something to do with that shit, too. Fucker hates me.” Negan nodded again as he picked up his coffee mug and took a drink, buying his time to really think his next question through.

“You didn’t turn your fucking back on my daughter, did you?” He asked seriously, hating that he even hard to.

“Never.” Opie said as you growled at your dad around a mouth full of French toast and freshly cut strawberries and banana slices. “She’s the love of my life, my future wife, and the mother of my son. I’d lose every fucking appendage I have then take a fucking bullet before I betrayed her. And that means you as well, since you’re her father. Betraying you hurts her, and I will be no fucking part of that.” Negan nodded his head again, and finally picked up his fork, apparently satisfied with Opie’s answers.

“Call the three. You two are getting married.” Negan said as he gestured toward the swing with his fork. “And get the fucking dog out of the fucking swing.” You and Opie both looked over at Hunter, who was still sound asleep, and Creature, who had managed to crawl up half way on the chair with his back legs and right leg hanging off the edges, and fell asleep so that his body was just barely touching Hunter, but his head was resting protectively above Hunter’s little head.

“Oh, my God that’s the cutest fucking thing.” You said as you got up to grab your phone from the counter.

“Cute or not, he can’t be up on the swing.” Opie said as he finally cut into his own French toast.

“Oh, he’s fine.” You said as you took a few pictures. “It’s his baby, too.”

“Don’t start that shit again, babe.” Opie said around a mouthful of food. “He’s a dog.” You turned around, and stuck your tongue out at Opie with a small sneer.

“They are brothers, and the faster you accept that, the happier I will be.”

“I had the same fight with her mother about our fucking mutt.” Negan said as he purposely kept his eyes down on his plate. “I fucking lost.”

“You’re not fucking helping.” Opie said as you sat back down with a giant smile.

“So when are our sons walking us down the aisle?”

“Shut up, (Y/N)!” Opie snapped as Negan snorted a laugh.

Part 6

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Kai Parker x Reader word count: 5 399 summary: concludes the story from the previous chapters [Part I -Part II - Part III ] though trust me, this is not the end. 😉 *gif by me KEEP READING AFTER THE CUT ❤ _________________________________________

“Where is he?“ she ran into the Salvatore Boarding house, Stefan and Matt barely able to catch up with her. Her eyes were puffier and redder than ever from all the crying but she didn’t care. She didn’t care she had ran out of home wearing her fuzzy slippers either. There was only one thing that mattered to her. “Damon! Damon, where –” “Upstairs with Caroline. Y/N, don’t –“ Y/N didn’t wait for him to finish and ran towards the second floor without a second look, climbing the stairs two at a time. There it was again. This pit in her stomach she had felt since this morning only now it was threatening to swallow her whole. A part of her had known something like this would happen, the other had refused to believe her life was that messed up and happiness would remain far out of reach. Barely able to catch her breath she ran into the only room with an open door and almost fell on the ground at the sight before her. Her heart stopped and it felt as if all air was being pulled out of her lungs at once, along with her heart painfully slowly being ripped out of her chest. “Oh my God –” she covered her mouth, feeling tears streaming down her cheeks. Y/N closed her eyes and took a deep breath or at least tried to. There was no way for her to ever breathe again after this. Someone took a step behind her and wrapped their hands around her. Y/N closed and another tear rolled down her cheek, the sound of her heart breaking audible in the room.

EARLIER THAT SAME MORNING

Kai tilted his head towards Y/N wondering what her words meant. His arms tightened around her and he sighed. Barely a few hours away from finding out how to end this nightmare for the both of them, so many things swirled in his mind quite literally making his head spin. They had been together for three whole weeks now. Together without actually being together the way they used to be. Every now and then he’d find himself a heartbeat away from kissing her, from touching her the way he wanted… the way he had so many times before all this mess. But as much as it hurt not being able to do any of those things, in a way he was happy because three weeks ago he had thought he’d never get to be with her. To wake up and fall asleep next to her and have a family. He had thought he’d lose her forever and that their shared moments while he had been in her head would be their last. And thanks to Seline now he lived every night for almost a month with this fear eating at him every second of every day. “Y/N?“ “Yeah?” “You and I –“ he started. “Do you think we could ever be… like we used to be? That we can fix what was broken and have a future together?” "I – well, it won’t be exactly like we used to be, but the future we are going to have depends on – us.“ “Us ?” he said with a small smile. “There is an ‘us’?” Y/N smiled. “I think there has always been an ‘us’. That – there always will be an ‘us’. No matter what.” she intertwined their fingers together, gazing in his eyes. Kai glanced at their hands together and smiled. ‘There always will be an us. No matter what.’ her words echoed in his mind and he felt more than a flicker of hope. There was a bright large spark growing brighter by the second starting to consume him. Maybe after today things will fall into place. Maybe, just maybe, he was going to get a chance be happy. To spend every moment of every day with the girl he loved and their son for the rest of eternity. “Kai?“ she interrupted his thoughts. “Hello? Are you here with me? What’s the plan?” “Um yeah, yeah.“ he cleared his throat. “Well, first Alaric is coming to pick up Peter after breakfast for a play date. He promised to keep him safe along with my sister’s twinsies. Then your bestie Steven and your blonde deputy friend are coming to stay with you while I, Damon, Bon Bon and Candice go deal with the siren at the Armory. We weaken the siren and I sneak into her mind, find what I need to end this nightmare and get your memories back. And I have left a few vials with my blood in the fridge in case that mind control kicks in during the day, which it won’t so you don’t have to worry about it.” “That’s it?“ “That’s it.” he smiled. “Easy and simple. And when you get your memories back you get to decide what happens with… us.” “That’s not a choice for me to make on my own.“ “Only you can make this choice.” he smiled, gently kissing her forehead before getting up from bed. “Breakfast?” “No, thanks. I actually don’t feel like eating.“ she sat up, running her fingers through her hair. “But I wouldn’t say ‘no’ to a hot steaming cup of coffee.” “With nutmeg?“ he asked, Y/N nodded. “Coming right up.” he started to get up when she pulled him back, longingly gazing into his eyes. “What is it sweet cheeks?” “N-nothing.“ she let go after almost a whole minute. “And no sugar.” “I know.“ he smiled at her, gently kissing her forehead before turning around. For a long moment she sat there, starring after him while the first sun rays seeped through the window. Memories or no memories being with Kai felt like the most right thing in the world and there hadn’t been a moment since they had met where she had regretted giving him a chance. In fact the longer they spent together the more she realised how her friends’ vision of him was wrong. They said there was no sliver of good in him, but there was and even though he was capable of being the monster they saw, he wasn’t one. He was just… Kai. Someone who just like her and all her friends had been through so much and all he wanted was to be happy, get to live the life he wanted with the people he loved and who love him just as much in return. Because deep down she knew she loved him. She wasn’t sure in what way yet – a friend? A hero who has saved her life countless times? Or as something more… And Peter? Their son seemed to love him most. They had bonded and somehow Kai always got through to him when she couldn’t. A sigh left her lips and she glanced at the clock – 7.25AM, before heading towards Peter’s room to wake him up. Breakfast was cheerier than she had anticipated, or maybe she was imagining it and thats how things were now. Y/N watched her boys make funny faces while Kai thaught Peter how to be a real pancake face monster – cutting out eye and mouth holes in the pancake for placing it over his face as a mask, their son doing the same. Peter would say ’I am pancake monster and I want syyruuppp.’ and she’d pretend to be scared while watching Kai smile widely at Peter and their son smile even wider back at him. Both of them kept glancing at her from time to time and it felt as if they had done this forever, not only for a month and she couldn’t help but think how by all definitions they were a family. After breakfast, almost like clockwork, Alaric showed up to pick up Peter. Y/N knelt down, zipping up Peter’s sweatshirt before helping him to put his Car’s themed backpack on. Peter’s arms wrapped around her tightly and Y/N closed her eyes, barely able to make herself let go of him. “You be good today.“ said Y/N, brushing her palm against Peter’s cheeks. “No pranks, however much you want to play one. Promise?” “I promise, mommy.“ said Peter. As soon as she let go off him the little boy ran towards Kai, jumping directly into his father’s arms. His tiny hands hooked around his neck and Kai closed his eyes for a moment. It hadn’t been the first time the little boy had done this but somehow it felt different, he just couldn’t figure out why. “Alright… we gotta go.” smiled Alaric, glancing at the car where currently a couple of objects were flying inside and people were starting to stare. Kai shot Alaric a glance and headed towards the door, letting the little boy’s feet on the ground. “See ya later, trouble.“ said Kai, ruffling his son’s hair. Peter took Alaric’s hand and took a few steps before suddenly stopped and turned around towards his parents. "Love you mommy. Love you daddy.” Kai stood frozen for a moment, tears filling in his eyes. “Love you too, trouble.” Y/N rested her head on Kai’s shoulder, glancing up at him while watching Peter get in the car with Lizzy and Josie. “He called me dad.“ whispered Kai. "H-he called me dad! Oh my God! W-when did you tell him?” he turned towards her. “Me? I didn’t tell anyone anything.“ “Then how –?!” he wiped a tear from his cheek, refusing to meet her eyes. Crying always made him feel uncomfortable. “D-do you want a cupcake? I want a cupcake.” Kai headed towards the kitchen with Y/N right behind him. He knew sometimes people cried when they were happy but actually experiencing it felt strange to say the least, yet in a way he liked it. He reached for one of the cupcakes on the counter and closed his eyes, feeling her arms wrap around him from behind. “I’ve already decided.“ she said quietly watching him slowly turn around. Y/N gazed into his eyes, wiping away a tear from his cheek with her thumb. "You, me and Peter… Regardless of what happens today. Memories or no memories. We are a family. Always and forever.”

“How did this happen?“ asked Y/N, pushing away Stefan’s hands before taking a few steps inside the room until reaching the bed where Kai currently laid unconscious. Caroline stepped aside wiping her bloody fingers in a small towel after dropping the last wooden bullet into a glass container. As Y/N got closer taking a better look realizing there were more than a few bullet holes with black veins spreading from each of them – werewolf toxin. The wounds weren’t healing and one of those bullet holes was way close to Kai’s heart. “Everything was going according to plan. Seline was weakened and he slipped into her mind. Then something must’ve gone wrong and Seline escaped. Kai went after her. Somehow she got her hands on the hunters’ wooden bullets laced with werewolf toxin and shot him. Before he blacked out he told me to tell you that he loves you and Peter and if anything should happen to him –” “N-no.“ she shook her head. "Don’t – just don’t. If he wants me to know, he will have to tell me himself. W-why isn’t he waking up?” “He should wake up soon.“ said Stefan taking a step inside. "With the bullets out, he should wake up at any moment, but –” “Caroline… Call Klaus. Now.“ she pressed her hand against his forehead. His skin was warm to the touch and there were sweat drops. His eyes were closed and his breathing was so shallow, it almost wasn’t there. "Caroline, please I – I can’t lose him.” “I already called. He is not picking up.“ “Then call him again and again until he picks up the damn phone!” she raised her voice, her mind spinning like crazy. How it was possible that Klaus wouldn’t pick up his phone if it was Caroline calling ?! With all this werewolf toxin, Kai didn’t have long and even if Klaus picked up there won’t be time for him to get here. And then something surfaced in her mind. “K-Kai told me at the wedding, Tyler bit him but he siphoned the werewolf bite.“ she thought outloud, realising he couldn’t possibly siphon the magic if he was unconscious. “Lizzy and Josie.” muttered Caroline. “They can siphon it away.” “I’ll call Rick.“ said Stefan, pulling out his phone. “I’ll stay with him.” said Y/N, taking Kai’s hand in hers. “Not going anywhere until he wakes up.” Caroline smiled sympathetically at her. “Y/N… just in case things don’t work out.. you might want to say… goodbye.” “No one is saying goodbye!” protested Y/N without taking her eyes off Kai for a second while her friends left, the door closing with a muffled thud. A sigh left her lips and she continued caressing his face for a few moments before going to the bathroom to get a towel and a bowl with water to clean up the blood covering his chest. She opened his shirt and carefully started to work without taking her eyes off him for a second. Three weeks, that’s how long they had been living at the same house, sleeping in the same bed… Whatever had stirred inside her quite literally blew up the moment she saw him lying there unconscious and the thought of losing him scared her literally to death. That’s when she realized she had fallen in love with him all over again. He wasn’t just a friend or just Peter’s father, Kai was the man she loved and losing him again, even if she didn’t have the memory of the first time she did, she knew if that happened it will actually kill her this time. “Wake up.” she leaned in towards him, whispering in his ear. “I need you. Peter needs you. Come back to me, to us. Please.”

Kai left the pancake-face on the plate, glancing at Y/N who seemed lost in her thoughts, not even paying attention to the amount of maple syrup Peter was just about to pour onto his pancakes. He grabbed the syrup from the little boy’s hands and moved it out of his reach. A sigh left his lips and he turned towards her. He didn’t have to ask what she was thinking about to know she was worried about his plan and knew he had to distract her somehow. “Smile.“ he poked her stomach, watching her lips curl into a small smile. “You are too serious.” “I am not.“ she protested, gazing into his eyes. A long moment passed and then all of the sudden he started tickling her. "S-stop! K-Kai! St-op it!” Her laugh echoed in the house along with Peter’s and Kai’s, who continued tickling her until she almost fell off the chair and he pulled her onto his lap in vampire speed. Her hands hooked around his neck and his found their way on her waist while she leaned in slowly towards him, both of them gazing into each other’s eyes. Kai lightly brushed his fingers against her cheek, tucking in a strand of hair behind her ear listening to her heart beating like crazy in her chest and he knew it had nothing to do with the fact she had been laughing. Y/N shifted on his lap moving a little closer, both of them forgetting about Peter being there until he knocked over the maple syrup bottle and got his clothes covered with syrup. “Sorry, mommy.“ he muttered, trying to wipe the sticky substance from his shirt with his hands and failing. Kai and Y/N glanced at him and then at each other, both starting to laugh. Y/N swung her leg off his lap m. “Come on, pancake monster.” she said softly, scooped Peter up into her arms. “Let’s get you changed before uncle Alaric comes to get you.” “I’ll get a jump start on the dishes.” said Kai, getting up. “And that laundry.” “My hero.“ she winked at him, walking right past him with their son, turning around more than a few times to look at him as he started cleaning up the table. A sigh escaped his lips watching her go upstairs, listening in on their conversation the entire time. “Perfect timing, Peter.” he muttered smiling. Twice in the past 12 hours they had almost kissed and now he couldn’t stop thinking about anything else but the memory of the feeling of his lips on hers. He took a step towards the sink when all of the sudden he heard Y/N scream, the sound followed by gun shots. A piercing pain shot through his body again and again and he glanced at his hands and clothes. They were covered in blood. His shirt was ripped open and there were bullet holes with black veins spreading from them. Someone laughed behind him and he turned around seeing Seline holding a gun and Y/N along with Peter on the ground at the siren’s feet. He tried to move and get to his family but couldn’t. All he did was tumble to the ground, last thing he saw before his eyes closed was Y/N and her hand outstretched towards his. He reached to take her hand in his when – “Wake up! I need you!“ he heard her, her voice so strong and loud echoing in his mind capable to pull him from the brink. "Wake up!”

Kai took a sharp breath and his eyes slightly fluttered open and then closed again. Y/N watched his chest raise steadily and the black veins slowly starting to disappear. She shifted on the bed looking around confused when she realized there was a faint reddish glow from where his hand was resting on his chest. Slowly the black veins started to disappear and the wounds started to heal. “Kai? Kai, can you hear me?“ she intertwined their fingers together and leaned over him. "Please, wake up. Wake up!” she grabbed his shoulder shaking him lightly. “Ouch.“ he groaned, his eyes slowly opening. “Kai!” she exclaimed, throwing her arms around him. A moment later his arms wrapped around her, holding her towards him. “You idiot! I thought I lost you! Don’t you ever do that to me again or I will kill you myself!” “Sorry, sweet cheeks. Wasn’t my intention.“ he smiled widely, watching her semi-hover over him. Kai tucked in a strand of hair behind her ear, both of them gazing into each other’s eyes. Time appeared to stay completely still, as if they were the only two people in the world. He started to say something when Y/N’s lips smashed against his, anxious. Her fingers tangled in his hair while his hands travelled up and down her back and he pulled her towards him, unable to get enough of her lips or having her this close to him again. Their lips moved hungrily against each other, getting more demanding by the second until suddenly she pulled away. Y/N stared at him, squeezing her eyes shut for a moment, groaning quietly in pain and then, out of the blue, she slapped him. “Idiot.” “Ouch.“ he rubbed his cheek, watching her get up from the bed. Y/N was wearing the same clothes she had been wearing earlier in the day, still wearing her fuzzy slippers only her clothes now had blood stains and her eyes were puffier than he had ever seen them. "What was that for?!” “How dare you get yourself killed?! Do you have any idea what I went through?!“ she raised her voice, trying to look anywhere but at his bare chest knowing the second she did she’d be rendered speechless. "Do you have any idea what Hell Peter would’ve gone through if you had died just now? Arrghh I hate you!” “First of all – it was almost getting myself killed.“ he got up after her. "Second of all – why are you upset with me?” “Because you were beyond reckless and stupid and –“ “I was only trying to help get your memories back and stop this midnight torture you are going through every night!” “Oh, so you are the hero now!?“ Y/N headed towards the door and put her hand on the knob, opening the door when he pushed it closed again. He was standing so close to her, she could feel his body heat radiating towards her and her heart skipped a beat at the thought how close to her he was in that moment. “No. I am the bad guy.” he whispered in her ear. “The worst of the worst. Some might say I am the Devil but you… you know better. And you are right. I am the biggest idiot –” Y/N tried to open the door again when his hand snaked around her waist and she froze on the spot. Her heart rate increased 10 fold feeling his breath tickling her neck and instantly she melted under his touch. Her eyes fluttered closed for a moment and her breath got caught in her throat for the billionth time since she had met him the second he force-spun her around, resting his forehead on hers. “You really had me going there for a moment. Too bad you are such a bad liar.“ he smiled pulling her towards him. Their eyes met and it felt as if a billion pieces of her heart came together at once. Her eyes fluttered closed and the memory of how they had met played behind her eyelids. Their first kiss, their first time together. How after coming from 1903 he had sneaked into her bedroom scarying the hell out of her. How accidentally Matt had let it slip Kai was at the Armoury and she had rushed there to see him. “Hi.” he smiled. “Hi.“ she repeated, her eyes not moving away from his for a second while he trailed her lips with his fingertips. "Are you going to kiss me or do I have to wait another four years to feel your lips on mine? Because that would be so cruel –” “Shut up.“ he smiled. “Make me.” “God, I missed you.“ he muttered, his lips crashing against hers in an instant. Y/N’s hands hooked around his neck, her feet pushing off the ground before her legs wound around his waist. Their lips moved fiercely against each other, trying to catch up for four years without the other while he shoved her against the wall unable to get enough. Her memories were back, he didn’t have to ask her to know. It was in her eyes. It was in the way her lips moved against his at the moment and how she pulled him closer and closer even though there was nowhere to be gone. How she refused to pause even to take a breath and he had to push her away. "Y/N, breathe pause. Remember ? Only one of us can hold their breath for more than a minute.” “My hero.“ she smiled and placed her hands on his chest, taking a shallow breath. Kai’s eyes fluttered closed and then she pushed him slightly away walking briskly towards the dresser, pulling out a t-shirt. "You look so beyond hot in black… and blue… and in any color really. I just–” Kai laughed under his breath and cupped her face, pressing his lips against hers before taking the shirt from her hands, putting it on quickly. "You can’t save her. ” the siren’s voice echoed in his mind. “Only she can, if what you have is strong enough. That’s the only way to break what I did to her.” Kai snaked his hand around her waist and they headed downstairs barely able to look away from each other. Not only she had found a way to pull him back and save him but she had saved herself. As they walked down the stairs Y/N got so lost in his eyes, she tripped and both of them fell down landing on the carpet. “S-sorry.“ she laughed, getting off him. “It’s the bunny slippers –” “You know, if you want to get your way with me just say so. No need to blame the bunny slippers.“ he teased. "I don’t mind you making the first move as long as we –” “Kai –“ “I know, I know. Not the time or place.” he got up just in time to see Peter and Josie chase each other around the hallways, but the second Peter saw his father he changed direction and tackled Kai back on the ground. Y/N started laughing, noticing Damon chasing after them. “They are so fast.“ he caught up with Josie, taking her up into his arms. "Well, well… looks like you don’t need the twins anyway. Is that my shirt?” “The vampire with the supernatural speed out ran by a few toddlers.“ laughed Y/N. "And yes, it is. I promise to give it back.” “Ahh, don’t bother. I might have to burn it if you do.“ “Ha.Ha.” muttered Kai trying to catch Peter. “I take it our girl here got her memories back?“ “My girl –” started Kai, “– saved herself and me this time. God, I love saying this. My girl.” Y/N laughed under her breath and poked Kai’s stomach, feeling his arms tighten around her for a moment. “Um… Damon? Can I borrow some clothes and… I don’t know, shoes from Elena’s closet?“ “Yeah. Sure. Remember where the closet is?” “Hilarious.“ she glared at him for a second and started to laugh. "I’ll be back in a jiffy.” Y/N kissed Kai on the cheek and ran quickly to change. He stood there for a moment, looking after her as she disappeared down the hall lightly bending over to pick up her slippers and continue barefoot. “Hey, twirp? Don’t forget – you have a promise to uphold.“ reminded the vampire. “I promise, I’ll keep my end of the deal. Just let me have a day with my family first. For real this time. I mean, I know I’ve technically been with them this whole time but we have a lot of catching up to do – Rain check for tomorrow?” Damon nodded watching Peter run in circles around Kai while making buzzing air plane sounds. “Sure, just don’t even think about crossing me.” “Ready.“ called out Y/N. Kai turned around mouthing ‘wow’. "Don’t–.” “I – “ he stuttered trying not to daydream about ripping off her clothes in that moment. Y/N had changed into a short blue jeans skirt with an almost black dark blue top off and a pair of ankle high boots, currently pulling her hair in a loose ponytail. "You are so fast and you look, just wow –” Y/N smiled at him and took Kai’s hand in hers while taking Peter’s hand in the other. “Come on, trouble. Time we go home and on the way you can tell your dad and I how your play date at the park went.”

For a while they just walked with their son between them holding their hands. Y/N and Kai kept glancing at each other while listening to Peter talk and talk about his play date with his cousins until they reached a playground. Peter demanded to go play on the swings and the slide so they took a small break. Y/N and Kai sat on one of the benches, watching him run and laugh and play with the other kids and he sighed. Twenty two years being treated like trash, eighteen years spent in isolation and four years in Hell. When he had come back, he had thought he was on the wait list for Heaven but they just weren’t returning his calls. Something told him, someone had just picked up the phone up there and decided that after everything perhaps he deserved to be happy. To have a family, someone who loves him and who he loves immensely. Peter waved at him and Kai waved back turning towards Y/N, whose head was resting on his shoulder. A tear streamed down his cheek but he didn’t even notice until she wiped it with her thumb. “Happy water pooling in your eyes?” she asked. “The happiest.” he smiled. “You know, I don’t think I will ever get used to crying when I’m happy. T-this won’t happen every time right? I don’t want to feel like an alien creature excruiding fluids for the rest of my life.” “Nah. Don’t worry. It happens only when you are really really happy.” “Ahh… then I am doomed.“ he pulled her towards him. Y/N laughed. “You know, if you were an alien creature excluding fluids.” she leaned in whispering in his ear. “You’d be the hottest, most breath taking and heroic alien to ever walk on this planet.“ Kai laughed, brushing his palm against her cheek and slowly leaned in towards her pressing his lips against hers for a long moment before realizing Peter was standing before them. Their son looked at them with a curious look for a moment and smiled widely, pulling Kai towards the swing set. “Coming, trouble.“ he said, turning towards Y/N. “And you have a very big, very important decision to make.“ “I already told you.” she smiled. “Always and forever.” “You don’t even know what I’m going to say.“ he pointed out, getting pulled away by Peter towards the swing set. Y/N laughed, getting up right after them. Their son sat on the swing and both of them took turns pushing him for a few minutes until Kai wound his hand around her from behind, reaching his other hand in his pocket. After everything they had went through ever since they had met and specially the past few weeks he didn’t want to wait any longer, he couldn’t so he leaned in, whispering in her ear. "Y/N –” Y/N’s eyes fluttered closed for a second, feeling his breath on her neck and when her eyes opened, he was standing down on one knee looking at her as if it was just Y/N and Peter on the swing swinging on it by magic at the moment and no one else even existed. Her heart was thumping like crazy in her chest and judging by the look in his eyes, his heart was racing just as fast. His smoky blue eyes were glowing like never before and her heart was literally melting just looking at him in that moment. “Y/N, until I met you I never knew what happiness felt like. I only existed, never knowing what it feels like to be alive. And the day we met – that’s when I started living. When you told me you love me.. Thats the happiest day of my life, along with the day you told me about Peter and I wish I could go back to four years ago and ask you this then. To somehow turn back the clock and spend the past four years with you instead of sending both of us in actual Hell. You more than me.“ he smiled nervously. "But I intend on spending every second of every day making up for every moment we’ve spent apart. To make you smile for the rest of forever to make up for all the tears you’ve shed because of me. To love you and cherish you for all eternity and give you and Peter everything. Y/N, will you marry me?” Y/N smiled widely through tears and knelt down, gazing into his eyes. “Yes! Yes! I will marry you!” Kai smiled at her feeling water pooling in his eyes again and put the engagement ring he had been caring with him for the past few days on her finger before cupping her face and kissing her as if they were the only two people on the planet. Somewhere from around them he could hear clapping but the sound was drowned by the sound of their hearts beating as one in that moment. And that’s when he knew the real meaning of her words – “Always and forever.“ he said softly, resting his forehead on hers. "Can I tell Peter?” “I think he already knows.“ she glanced at the little boy smiling wider than ever at them, his eyes glowing brighter than the sun. "C'mon. I want to show you both something.” _________________________________________ ▪ MASTERLIST - FLUFF ▪ MASTERLIST - SMUT _________________________________________ note: couldn’t help myself with the ending 😅🙊❤

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