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nahimjustfeelingit-writes · 4 years

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Imagine:

Warnings: Smut, fluff, quarantine bae

This is a short imagine, Enjoy!

“Goodmorning!!”

Y/N walks into the Physical Therapy office with a glow that could put the sun to shame and a bright white smile that lit up her face like Christmas lights. She sanitized her hands at the front desk before walking further into the office, saying Goodmorning to Miss Kim who usually doesn’t speak but Y/N’s chipper attitude must have rubbed off on her. Y/N looks up and notices a sign posted on the desk window saying:

Please Wash Your Hands Before Checking In For Your Appointment!

“Let’s see if our patients actually abide by that today,” Y/N was thankful that the place was empty for now. All of the exam room curtains were drawn and the exercise equipment sat neatly in a corner. Y/N made it to the check in desk for appointments, walking around and dropping her purse on the empty chair beside her. Humming, Y/N takes off her windbreaker jacket, fluffing out her braid-out. She has on a scrub set with flowers on the top in pretty spring colors.

Y/N jumps straight into work, placing the clipboard for signing in at the top of the desk. There were medical files for the patients that were scheduled to come in today neatly piled in front of her. They were expecting at least 20 people. Some came for therapy because of a motor vehicle accident, others because of work related injuries. Sanitizing again, Y/N takes her seat, sighing because her legs felt like jello and her ankles reminded her of Bambi taking his first steps.

The reason for her happiness and muscle spasms is because of her man; Erik. Being home for the past two weeks meant two times the dick she was already receiving. She woke up with an attitude because he left the toilet seat up and basically used up all of her exfoliating scrub that she used for her pum-pum. In the middle of his snoring, Y/N barged back into the room, water dripping from her brown skin with her shower cap on her head. She picked up her pillow and started beating Erik out of his sleep....

Hour and a half ago:

“Get yo’ ass up!” Y/N yelled like a mad women while beating Erik with her pillow, “GET UP!”

Erik simply rolled over on his belly. All she could see now was his durag and muscular back.

“You think I’m playing,” Y/N yanked the covers from his body exposing his Under Armour briefs in navy blue. Y/N starts whipping Erik’s ass with her tiny hand. Erik’s hips start swiveling from side to side. He grunts angrily, his hand coming up and behind him to roughly smack her hand away.

“Erik GET UP! Why did you use up half of my exfoliating scrub?! I just bought this stuff and it ain’t cheap!”

“Girl...you waking me up out of my sleep because of some scrub?” Erik flips his body over to lay on his back. Rubbing his eyes, Erik mumbles to himself before completely sitting up. Bags under his eyes and a scowl on his face, Erik shakes his head at her, using all of his restraint to not grab Y/N up off her feet.

“That scrub, I spent my money on. I have to go to work I’m already frustrated that they have these offices open with this virus going around and here you go pissing me off further,” Y/N throws her hands up, ready to walk away but then she remembered the toilet seat, “And another thing, what’s your problem with closing the toilet? I don’t want my ass falling in the toilet, Erik.”

“Did you close it?” He asks with a glint in his eyes and a groggy voice.

“Yes, I did, what’s your point?”

“Then it shouldn’t be a big deal. You went pee-pee, get over it,” Erik fell back in bed, bringing the covers to his chin, “All loud for nothing I’m TIRED. Take that noise somewhere else.”

“Fucking asshole,” Y/N lifts her leg to the bed, kicking Erik hard. Erik sat up again, his pectorals jumping and his biceps flexed and ready to attack. Y/N stood her ground, unbothered with Erik’s wrathful expression.

“Kick me again. Gon’ head...”

“Erik, I don’t have time for this-“

“Oh, no, you do. The time you spent in here yelling at me your shower could have been finished. Just hurry up and get the fuck outta here so I can sleep.”

“Just know, I’m not making that baked Mac and cheese for you tonight!”

“You’re so simple acting! Damn,” Erik covers his head with a pillow. Things were silent for only two seconds before Erik removes the pillow from his face, sitting up in bed again. Fuming, Erik kicks the covers from his body like a child having a temper tantrum, getting out of the bed and heading toward the bathroom.

“See, look what you did, girl! Now I gotta piss!” Hot-tempered, Erik lifts the toilet seat Damn near breaking it, “I should take a shit too have this whole bathroom lit up while you’re in there!”

“Erik, DONT play with me. I don’t need to be smelling your toxic fumes,” Y/N was in the middle of cleaning her pussy, “Wait a minute...”

Y/N pulls the shower curtain back, peeking her head out with a disgusted look on her face. Erik simply laughs, a good hearty laugh with his hand clutching his chest.

“Did you just fart?” Y/N says while cover her nose.

“Duh, I ain’t shit on myself,” Erik flushes the toilet, going to the sink to wash his hands and brush his teeth, “finish washing up, funky butt.”

“I’m not the one with the funky ass, smelling like you ate a whole can of beans-“

“Aight, then scoot over I’m coming in-“

“NO!” Y/N shouts, “No, I don’t want you in here I’m still pissed with you.”

“Girl, get over that shit,” Erik takes off his briefs, “I’m getting in there fuck you talking bout.”

“UGHHH,” Y/N rinses her body off, trying to ignore Erik’s rock hard body pressed against hers.

Of course, Erik couldn’t help himself when his hand came down to smack Y/N’s ass, “Get loud on me again and ima fuck you up.”

“Erik move back and take a shower,” Y/N rolled her eyes, “When you going back to work?”

Erik howled, his laugh so loud in Y/N’s war she clinched.

“I’m getting on your nerves that much, Damn...you wasn’t saying all of that when I fucked you all those times.”

“I know, I’m still questioning my morals-“

“Then as soon as I do go back to work you’ll start acting up again apologizing in my ear about why you’re acting the way you are,” Erik leans down to speak into Y/N’s ear, “I’m sorry baby, I just miss the dick,” He says trying to mock her voice.

Y/N stood quiet, no response because she knew he was right. She wanted to be mad at him so much but that’s her baby. Erik smiles evilly at her reaching down to grab her chin, turning her head in an uncomfortable position since her back was turned to him.

“You dont acting up?”

“But I was never-“

“You done?” Erik repeats himself.

“.....yeah.”

“Pass me my soap...get in that bedroom and arch your back I want some pussy.”

“Babe,” Y/N says with a pout.

“Take your lil ass in there!”

“Okay but why are you yelling?” Y/N was ready to give him more attitude but she changed her mind at high-speed when she saw the fiery look in his eyes. Y/N left the shower, not even bothering to dry off. She arched her body on the edge of the bed, little booty tooted in the air, cool air on her pussy.

“This nigga is about to destroy my whole body,” Y/N says to herself, waiting patiently with her chin resting on her folded arms, eyes studying the pattern of the sheets on their bed. Y/N couldn’t complain, she finally got Erik to be consistent after dealing with his “I don’t do relationships” mess. Consistency will get Y/N to give her pussy up whenever he said so. Consistency will get his dick sucked like it was dipped in chocolate.

Just when Y/N was daydreaming, the feeling of her pussy being licked from the back down knocked her senseless. Erik was enjoying his meal while jerking his dick. His noxious tongue thrashing almost stroked Y/N unconscious. He was eating her like he hadn’t eaten all quarantine. His belly would be gratefully filled with her syrupy essence.

Erik squeezes Y/N’s smaller yet round booty, before spitting on her pussy from the back, leaning back to admire his canvas, “I plan on smashing these lil cakes to smitherines, girl,” Erik went back to licking her up.

“Aight, bae, you gotta stop,” Y/N couldn’t handle his tongue so early in the morning. Her thighs started to close but Erik held them open while using the strength of his neck to eat her pussy.

Y/N’s hand found the top of Erik’s head. She mushes him away, her body slacken. Erik hit her ass for moving his head away, “Ima give you a nasty ass slow kiss when I’m finished so you can taste how good this pussy taste...don’t mush me again, Y/N.”

“Fuck!” Y/N didn’t listen, her body twisting and her hand swiping the air. Erik was purposefully scooting his head away while torturing her clit with his sucking.

“Okay, ZADDY SHIT!” Y/N tried to stay still but the way he was slurping all over her pussy made that unfeasible, “SHIT! I wanna tap out...”

“Uh-uh,” Erik wasn’t letting go.

“Okay...okay...fuckkkkkkkk...let go of my clit MOTHERFUCKER!!!!! GODDD!!!!”

Y/N started shaking, crying, squealing. Erik’s hands wrapped around her thighs, keeping her in place so he could continue sucking the life out of her clit. When she was finished feeding Erik her cum, Erik’s wet face reappears.

“Got you out of your lil mood, didn’t I?” Erik and his hard ten inches were ready to impale Y/N’s dripping cunt, “Come on girl, toot that ass up I’m tryna get in there.”

“Daddy just shut up and fuck me now because I know I’m not gonna be able to walk after this-“

“Then toot that motherfucking ass UP. You know the drill, get in position.”

Y/N arched her back more, breathing slow as she waited with anticipation. Erik didn’t warn her when he was about to stuff his dick inside of her pussy when he was trying to punish her. Squeezing her hands into fists, Y/N waited as her pussy convulsed.

“Babe-“

Erik purposely waited for her to speak so that he could put all of him inside of her. Y/N’s entire body crawled away from him, his dick leaving her pussy. Erik grabbed her ankles, pulling her back with force. Y/N was slapping Erik’s hands away but he was stronger. Each time she tried to crawl away Erik would drag her back like she was a damn doll.

“Where you going? Don’t run,” Erik held Y/N’s hips in place his dick back inside of her pussy like it never left. Maybe it was because it was early in the morning but she couldn’t take his back shots. His dick was constantly stroking her G spot and he was so deep that Y/N could feel it in her chest. Y/N was talking mad shit so now Erik had to show out in her pussy. Erik was beating up Y/N’s pussy. Long, hard, and deep strokes. Erik leans forward, one of his hands on her head while his hips stroked her pussy at a tempo Y/N knew was meant for her to be made an example of.

“Okay,” Y/N felt herself read to cum already. Erik’s hand on her head to hold her in place was so deathly Y/N kept her mouth shut the rest of the time. Her lips trembled and her eyes leaves hot tears from the way he bruised her G spot.

“Stay crying for big dick but wanna run from it,” Erik says calling her out, “You don’t get to run this is what you ask for.”

Y/N wanted to say she didn’t ask for this but her body was saying other wise. The intensity of the sensation was so overwhelming she didn’t care that he ordered her to arch her back. Now, her pussy was creaming. Erik was juicing her peach. She felt the wettest out of all the times they had sex. Maybe it was because he was the angriest he’s ever been. Maybe Y/N should act like a brat or a bitch more for him to fuck her like this.

“Lil booty freak taking Daddy beating this nut deep inside your pussy from the back...laying there letting Daddy take this pussy...Lil ass like it when Daddy bring this pussy back hard on this dick, huh?”

“Oh my God-“

“Just keep still while I drill this nut deep...fuckkkkkk...I can see now yo’ ass Gon’ end up with a baby growing in you with all this fucking. Can’t even count how many times my nut been up in this tight ass pussy.”

“Daddy, oh my God-“

“I don’t care either I’m nutting all in this pussy-“

“Unh, shittttt...fuck me!”

“I got you-“

“Take this sweet little pussy-“

“I’m taking my sweet little pussy”

Y/N screamed.

“Got that pussy hitting right with that ass matching these strokes...ahhhh fuck, hold still I’m about to nut....

“Wassup itty-bitty!”

Y/N sat up nice and tall after being brought out of her daydream. Clarence, one of the other Physical Therapists was nibbling on an orange while standing next to her. He peeked over her shoulder, seeing if she was occupied with something since he called her like five times.

“You Aight over here?”

“...yeah,” Y/N looked over the desk to find two patients waiting to be seen, “Did they just come in?”

“Yeah, a little after I did.”

Y/N noticed both patients. One was a middle aged women who was involved in a pedestrian accident with a car. She was jogging when a car backed up and hit her. The other patient was a young women around early 20’s who had severe back pains from a bus accident.

“I like your scrubs,” Clarence says while studying the floral patterns.

“Thanks,” Y/N gives Clarence a smile. Clarence smiles back, sure to show off his dimples just like her man except Clarence doesn’t have deep dimples. He’s 6’0, and from Ghana. All of the ladies loved Clarence. Y/N knew that he was feeling her even when she told him on multiple occasions that she has a man. His persistence wouldn’t let up.

———-

Things were steady and getting the patients in and out was a breeze. Y/N’s belly was currently growling and she instantly wished she’d at least brought in a snack to hold her over. Y/N planned on buying lunch from a carry out within the shopping center of the office. It was the perfect time to go grab something to eat before patients start piling up again. Clarence is currently wiping down a room that was recently used.

“Still with that boyfriend, Y/N?” He asks casually while spraying down an exam table. He asked her like he wanted to know what the weather was like. Y/N dreaded the day he would ask her that again.

“Yes, Clarence,” Y/N chuckles, “And I don’t plan on leaving him.”

“Why hasn’t he put a ring on your finger yet? It’s hard to find good girls like you. What is waiting on?”

“There is no rush,” Y/N grabs a pen to finish writing information into a patients report. Just before she could close her file, Y/N’s phone vibrated. Glancing at it, Y/N could see that Erik was currently sending her texts.

I’m bored

Well do something productive like reading a book instead of playing video games.

Just when Y/N flips her phone over so she could go back to work, another text comes through, most likely from Erik again.

I’m about to call you.

Before Y/N could tell him anything otherwise Erik was FaceTiming her. Y/N rolls her brown eyes before answering the FaceTime. Clarence was talking to another coworker of there’s so Y/N didn’t need to worry about anyone eavesdropping. Y/N answers the FaceTime, her heart fluttering because of the dick down Erik gave her before work. Staring at the screen, Erik was still in his sleep wear with a durag on his head. His controller was in his lap and from the pout on his lips and the puppy dog eyes Y/N could tell that being cooped up in the house and away from Y/N for at least three more hours is killing him.

“Ooooh, I like you’re hair, Miss lady, can I pull it from behind?”

Y/N looked around her to make sure no one heard it, “Yes, You can ZADDY. Just as long as you’re gentle this time around. I like tender love and care too.”

“So you rather go oooh and ahhhh then Unh and Fuck when you’re crying and drooling and begging to cum-“

“Erik, SHHHHHH,” Y/N tried not to laugh, “Babe, it may be dead at this place right now but I am on the clock.”

“My bad, ma-“

“Itty-bitty, lets go get some lunch,” Clarence stood at the desk like a patient waiting to be checked in. She hadn’t heard his footsteps and honestly she wished she did.

“...Who?” Erik says through the FaceTime, his face all scrunched up with confusion.

“Is that the boyfriend?” Clarence brings his face into the camera, “sup’ boyfriend, I’m Clarence.”

Erik was stone faced looking at Terrence. Y/N was holding her breath, unable to look at her phone because she knew her man was pissed off.

“Who is itty-bitty?” Erik finally says. Clarence caught wind of his abrasive tone, backing away from the camera, “Just a nickname, brother, my fault.”

“Only nigga giving my girl a nickname is me.”

Y/N cleared her throat loudly, “Okay, babe! I’ll talk to you when I get home, okay? Love you,” Y/N gave Erik smooches, not sticking around to hear him argue before hanging up.

“Damn, yo’ man is nothing but a hot- head-“

“And you don’t know when to sit back. I was on the phone with my man, if I wanted your attention, I could have gotten it.”

“Chill, itty-bitty,” Clarence was tickled by how bothered Erik was, “Shit, he ain’t playing about you is he?”

Y/N flat out ignores Clarence, standing up from the desk and grabbing her bag. While Clarence laughed and joked about Erik Y/N pumped hand sanitizer into her hand before walking off. In her scrub top pocket her phone was going off the hook. Y/N knew not to ignore his constant texts. Y/N pulled out her phone, her heart in her throat

Do I gotta come up there?

Who the fuck is that nigga?

Don’t let no other nigga put his face in your phone again. That’s disrespectful.

Y/N answer my texts. Do I gotta come up there?

The fuck is itty bitty? I don’t like that shit.

Panicky, Y/N calls Erik before exiting the office.

“Babe?” Y/N says with caution.

“Don’t babe me. Who the fuck is Clarence?”

“My coworker-“

“Where are you?”

Y/N chewed on her bottom lip nervously, “Erik...why?”

“Because I’m coming up there. And what’s up with this itty bitty shit? You let him call you that?”

“I don’t he just does it-“

“You need to correct that nigga, matter of fact-“

Y/N could hear Erik moving around in the background, probably putting on his jordans uncaring of the fact that he was wearing loose fitted basketball shorts with his dick swinging.

“Babe, I know you’re not coming up here to my job,” Y/N says with a shaky voice, “Babe stay home.”

“Nah, I’m coming up there. He gon’ need physical therapy once I’m done breaking his goddamn limbs don’t nobody fuck with mines.”

“Erik, chill-“

“I call you nicknames, Y/N. I can tell that nigga was peeking so he could see what his competition looking like. Then, you’re there with him for 8 hours...all close to you, smelling how sweet you smell, making you smile, listening to your voice...”

“Erik, are you jealous of Clarence?”

“Jealous? Of that nigga? TEH,” Erik could be heard closing a door, “I’m not jealous, I’m territorial. Jealous is when you want something that’s not yours. Territorial is protecting what’s already yours.”

Y/N stood quiet, a smile fighting to form on her lips.

“My babe, is my babe. Therefore, don’t look, touch, wink, wave, stare, flirt, compliment, hold, anything that’s my job.”

“Babe, pleaseeeee don’t come up here because I know how you can get. Don’t be so upset about this fuck Clarence-“

“The reason I get mad is because I know exactly what they’re trying to do, I’m a man, I know. It’s not because I don’t trust you...I’m on my way.”

“Erik-“

“I’ll see you when I get there.”

Click

Y/N was reluctant to go back inside her job now. She only lived ten minutes away if she drove. Erik is a reckless driver who weaves in and out of lanes. He would probably do 70 MPH to get to her job. Y/N decided to wait for him instead of going back inside so she could bribe him with a shrimp cheese steak sub and save Clarence from an ass whipping.

———

Pulling up in an all black Mercedes-AMG in the hood was a risky thing to do but that was the least of Erik’s worries.

“Nah, let me put this heat away,” Erik places his chrome gold pistol in the glove department. He didn’t want to make Clarence shit himself and Erik didn’t use his gun for play. It’s not like he didn’t think about doing it though. Erik is very protective over Y/N. Still pissed off, Erik gets out of his SUV, securing it afterwards and pocketing his keys. The thought of Clarence all close to his girl calling her a nickname had Erik’s blood boiling over.

Sure enough, Erik did leave the house in a pair of black basketball shorts with his dick free. His crisp white T-shirt, gold chains, and black durag has all the hood girls that were leaving the hair store doing a double-take when he walked by. Y/N is still standing outside of her job, a male security for the shopping center talking her head off. When she spotted her boyfriend’s usual bop in her peripheral, Y/N lifted her back from the wall, a big beautiful smile on her face to distract Erik because he couldn’t resist her smile.

“Hey babe,” Y/N called out to him, the security dude looking towards the direction of who Y/N was referring to. Erik and him locked eyes. Erik squinted his with suspicion, ready to call out the security but he got the hint before Erik could even say anything.

“Aight, sweetheart, you be safe out here,” He walks away before Erik even approached. Of course, Erik’s anger piqued when he saw another man talking to Y/N. Finally within her space, Erik gave the security dude one final death look before looking down at his girl.

“Niggas getting real comfortable around you, I can understand, because you’re fine ass fuck but I don’t like this shit. Looks like I gotta beat the shit out of every nigga up here in this goddamn shopping center-“

“Erik...baby...daddy,” Y/N made her voice all sultry and low, blinking her lashes at him. She rubs his chest, talking to her in that low sweet voice that had him hard and ready to fuck in minutes.

“Don’t do that, I’m mad right now...Why are you waiting for me outside? I wanted to make a grand entrance into your job. That nigga wanna put his face in my girl phone let’s see if he try that shit now,” Erik doubles back to open the door to enter the Physical Theray Office but Y/N stops him.

Y/N rolls her eyes, “I was just about to head to lunch, want something to eat?”

Erik’s eyes swept over Y/N’s work attire, “Nah, I wanna meet Clarence...let go of me, girl.”

“Baby,” Y/N made her voice soft again, “You’d rather pick a fight with someone I don’t give two fucks about than spend time with me? I can get you a foot long shrimp cheese steak with everything and some fries with hot sauce and ketchup.”

Erik rolls his eyes, bringing his left hand to rub his belly, “I am hungry. Didn’t eat since this morning.”

“Let’s go then-“

“Itty- what’s up?” Clarences exited the office with another coworker, some new young girl who did clerical work. Y/N was sure that Clarence was fucking the girl with the way she was pressed up against his back giving him googly eyes. That itty didn’t fall on deaf ears. Erik was in full on attack mode before Y/N could even stop him.

“Clarence, right?” Erik approaches him, “You got a problem with staying in your lane, bruh. I’m sure my girl told you already that she got a man. Now...I came all the way up here to put my hands on you but I ain’t even about to do that,” Erik turns, grabbing Y/N, “This girl right here, she’s mines. Whatever goes down at work she’ll tell me, and then I’ll pull up and put my hands on you...do you understand what I’m saying Clarence? So this is a warning. Figured I should come up here so you know I’m serious.”

“Man,” Clarence laughs in Erik’s face. Y/N could tell by the way his hands shook that he was scared to death of Erik. Clarence wanted to appear unbothered while the young girl behind him watched, “You wasted your time coming all the way up here. That’s yours, cool, I don’t want no problems.”

“You got a habit of laughing at shit that ain’t funny.”

Y/N knew that Clarence was provoking Erik. People within the shopping center started paying attention to them and now Y/N was afraid that Erik will end up bashing Clarence’s face in.

“Erik, the food, remember?” Y/N wrapped her arm around Erik’s bicep, “Let’s go,” she was up on her tiptoes, placing a soft kiss to Erik’s cheek.

“Remember what I said-“

Clarence cuts Erik off, “No need to repeat yourself over and over-“

“I’ll repeat myself however many time I need to...this lame ass nigga man-“

“Lame?! I’m not the one out here acting a fool over a chick who ain’t even all that-“

Erik’s first cocked back swiftly. Y/N didn’t see it coming. Frozen with fear Y/N covered her mouth in shock. Clarence stumbled and flinched, hands coming up in surrender.

“Look at you, weak as fuck,” Erik’s fist was centimeters away from hitting Clarence. Erik wanted to shake Clarence up. If he wanted to hit him, he could have stomped all over him until he was a bloody pulp but the thought of Y/N’s job being jeopardized stopped him. Clarence peeked at Erik through his fingers, slowly backing away before straightening his body.

“I would have bloodied you up but my girl needs her job. Doesn’t mean if I see you I won’t fuck you up. Don’t you ever disrespect my girl like that. I bet you learned your lesson today, didn’t you?”

Y/N shared a look with the young girl she worked with, noticing how turned off she was when Clarence cowarded away. She wrenched her eyes away, yanking on Erik’s arm to get his attention.

“Babe, I think he heard you, let’s go before some shit pops off.”

“...I’m coming, baby girl,” intensely, Erik gives Clarence one final look before wrapping his arm around Y/N’s shoulder, “Aight Clarence, I hope you and your child have a good rest of your day.”

Erik!”

“Nah, that laughing shit got me hot, then this nigga had the nerve to get big on me...kiss me before I turn around and put his ass in the ground, he don’t know, I’m really a cold-blooded killer.”

Y/N grabs his chin to make him look at her before they walked inside of the carry out. Erik was being stubborn, trying to look everywhere else but at her face. Clarence and the young clerical worker were too busy flirting and avoiding coming anywhere near Y/N and Erik.

“Aye, you missed me?”

Erik kisses his teeth, “what you think?”

“Nah, I want you to tell me,” Y/N wrapped her arms around Erik’s waist.

Erik’s lips twisted up to fight a smile. The outraged look in his eyes seemed to clear and now they were affectionate and soft like Y/N loved.

“...yeah, I missed you.”

“Okay. If you missed me then let’s enjoy lunch and then I can clock out early and we can go home. I don’t want you all worked up over this bullshit. He ain’t got all of this, you do.”

“Damn right I do,” Erik pulled Y/N closer to his body, his hands coming down and around to grab her ass, “all of this is mines-“

“Okay, baby,” Y/N didn’t want to get Erik too worked up since they were in public. Y/N slipped away from his firm grip to open the door. When she walked in, there was a Latino couple with N-95 masks on. Y/N and Erik sanitized there hands with some wipes that she carried with her everywhere before walking towards the front to order food.

“Miss Y/N! How are you? Same thing as usual?”

“Hello Mr. Dean,” Y/N avoided touching any surfaces and Erik lingered behind her, “Yes same thing for me, a shrimp salad sandwich and for him he’ll have a shrimp cheese steak with fries.”

“Foot long or half?”

“Foot long, and can you add extra cheese and lettuce to that please?” Erik says over Y/N’s shoulder.

“Of course, anything else?

“Two kiwi strawberry Mistic’s for me, how about you baby girl?”

“I’ll just have water I’m not in the mood for anything sweet.”

“Yeah, cuz you’re already sweet enough,” Erik bites his lip all tantalizing while his hands caresses her butt.”

“Daddy, chill, wait until we get home-“

“You mean wait until we get in the car?

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8 november 2018

07:32: There goes alarm number one

07:44: There goes alarm number two

07:45: And number three

07:50: Not gonna snooze this one I SWEAR. Anyway, like, if you don’t at least snooze your first three alarms, what kind of a sociopath are you?? Have “big plans” today, if “big plans” means just having a productive day where I don’t make continual bad decisions. Don’t have a good reason for not liveblogging yesterday, it was just, I stayed up way, way, way too late on the night of the sixth, which resulted in me waking way, way, way too late on the day of the seventh, and in a complete state of brain fog, and entirely incapable of thinking in general. Spent the, uh, spent the afternoon hahahahh cause that’s when I woke up, Jesus, spent the afternoon doing administrative-related things, then had a work shift. Managed to touch a piano for, like, ten minutes before my shift started. Then did work. Then went home.

Felt pretty dysphoric for all of yesterday, as a result of just knowing that it was due to my own stupidity that I wasted an entire day. And not only wasted it, but that I wasn’t in an acceptable mental state for the entirety of the day as well. Was a bit of one of those “wake up calls,” or something, like, a personal “get your crap together, dude” moment, which made me decide, like, “okay, you’re sleeping before the sun rises tonight. you’re going to bed at midnight, no compromises. then you’re going to wake up early and DO THINGS, and not be in a completely debilitating stupor for the entire day.”

Seems like I’m off to an okay start, got seven hours of sleep, which is, like, for me, just above the bare minimum I get so that I don’t feel like I’m incapacitated at all. If I get less than six-and-a-half hours these days there’s a definitive, quantitative difference in my performance both mentally and physically, so, like, seven is, like, okay, nice job, guy. Been getting less than that for so long, and it’s one of the worst feelings, for me, at least, to go through a day in some fugue state, knowing that you’re not thinking clearly. Extremely frustrating, like knowing something is wrong, but not knowing what, exactly the cause/root is. Not worth it to stay up and enjoy the “festivities of the night” most of the time, unless it’s like, a get-together, or a celebration, because just the crappiness of feeling disgusting the next day outdoes so much of the fun/productivity that you could’ve just displaced with sleep and felt, overall, better. Don’t know why I keep getting less sleep than I need, it’s not for any productivity-related reason, it’s just self-indulgence. FEeling good that I’ve “reset” the sleep schedule today, going to see if I can continue it?? Know for certain that I need to wake by, at least, 11h on Saturday morning, so I can’t “go too hard” on Friday night, but Sunday I’m free, might be sleeping in on Sunday until noon, I fear… But probably not, I have nothing planned Saturday night, so I think a one, or two bedtime isn’t too late to be up by 10h or 11h again and feel, like, well-rested, even if I’ve had a bit to drink.

Outline of the day:

-go to health clinic (routine blood test just to make sure i’m not diseased or something)

-go to mclennan library to update liveblog

-go sign new work contract in music building

-practice (if time)

-go to actual appointment (since first visit to the drop-in clinic can only assign you a time, you can’t just jump into the appointment)

-go home for lunch/slight break, before heading to blood-work (since the actual appointment is just going to get me a blood-work time)

-go to music building to update liveblog

-practice

-go to piano organization meeting

-grab 710mL can of beer en route to home

-work out

-consume beer while reading/browsing internet intermittently

-shower

-bed

08:00: Teeth brushed (oh, did I mention I flossed last night?? That’s right I’m getting back on my floss game before I lose all my teeth and gums to decay!!!), face washed, hair wetted (it’s naturally looking good today, somehow, like, my bed hair looks pretty nice, so, minimal product needed), thermal shirt on, Champion hoodie I took from Corrina (on the night of Dungeon World, she had this bag of clothing she was going to donate, and offered any of it to us, and there “just so happened” to be this amazing coral or light-pink Champion hoodie that fits me PERFECTLY) on, brown slim pants on. Making a G Fuel shake, feeling a little out-of-it, probably because I’m really not used to waking this early, but I’m sure after a day or two it’ll be fine. Weather today should be good, for the first time in a while, we haven’t got much sun in a long time…

08:10: Taking this G Fuel “straight to the face,” really chugging it while updating music on iPod. Putting some more black metal on it, feel like I’m in the right mood today to listen to something bleak and aggressive but still feel good while doing so?? Not sure why I feel this, but, I mean, just going to “go along with it.” Could have left a bit earlier, but, like, I only have to sign the new work contract at 11h, which gives me way enough time, if I get there when the clinic opens at 08h30 there might be a substantial line already, but it’s not going to be, like, two-and-a-half hours long substantial. Feeling like I’m “leisurely treating myself” by allowing myself to leave by 08:30.

08:21: En route to clinic now. Witnessed police stopping bikers for some kind of infraction at an intersection, who look like students. Jesus, imagine just trying to make your 08h30 lecture on a frigid morning, biking and not driving, and you get stopped by a cop?? Who’s going to write you a ticket?? That’s going to cost an inordinate amount of money that you can’t afford because you’re a student?? And then it’ll make you late for your lecture?? That’s gonna throw your entire day off, like, what the heck, I understand they have a quota and they need to write a certain number of tickets, but why give it to a student… Who’s clearly on their way to class… I don’t know, this upset me, I don’t like this, I don’t like this at all. Keep turning backwards to witness the cop writing the ticket, trying to internalize their face.

08:36: Okay, got my ticket, number 90, the last number that was called was, like, 72? So I’m really not that far off. I know that people like to “trash talk” this clinic, and I know individual experience is no way to accurately report anything, but I guess I’ve always been lucky in that I haven’t yet had a bad experience with this clinic. I mean this in the physical sense, like, for physical ailments, I have no concept of how the mental health side of the clinic operates, though from what I hear it’s, uh… It’s not the greatest…

One of the comfy chairs is available, and not just the wooden benches, miraculously, going to read Foucault. Feeling alert, and, like, sort of preppy?? This is unlike me, I almost never feel like this. I think it’s just because of the early start, and my optimism with finally “setting things straight” in my life. Also feeling excited to go to arcade with A on Friday, feeling like I need to “earn” it, need to accomplish my lists of tasks for the day or else I can’t allow myself any relaxation time. Seems like this is a good thing to do, if done responsibly.

Always feel a strange sort of social structure exists at the clinic, not sure why I think so, though… There’s a weird sort-of tension between the students, and the secretaries behind their desks, like, a palpable but under-the-rug aggression between them, and then between the students there too seems to be a weird no-holds-barred sort-of attitude that I can’t place. Need to think more about this, maybe it has something to do with the stress that comes with being ill, and also the mutual struggle of attempting to see a limited amount of doctors?

09:45: Okay, my number was called, wow, that went by a lot quicker than I thought it would. Making my way through the Foucault, so far it hasn’t been terribly difficult to comprehend, though that’s one of the reasons why I chose this book and not other philosophy books I was looking to “get into.” Wanted to explore postmodern philosophy since I am not well versed in it AT ALL, but didn’t want to immediately start with a philosopher that writes primarily through references to other philosophical concepts, or presupposes a wide array of knowledge of other philosophers, because I just don’t really know much about philosophy at all. His rhetorical strategies are so efficient, was sending a message to [removed] about it being, like, “he’ll introduce an argumentative position you didn’t even know you had, and then he’ll explain why it’s invalid, before you even realized you could take that perspective.” Not sure if I’m describing this well, I hope I am…

09:47: Got my time for the appointment: 12h exactly. Going to head to McLennan now and update liveblog, which should take me right up until when I need to head to the music building to sign the contract. Mission: Accomplished.

10:43: Just finishing up this first liveblog update, feeling mental state continuing to ascend from a place of grogginess to a place of awareness. Really enjoying this feeling, like, really appreciating that it’s happening, and wanting it to continue. Realize, too, that even if I get adequate sleep and wake early, it doesn’t guarantee days like this, but also know that it caters to them a lot more than sleeping at 3, or worse.

Appointment time also means I’ll have adequate time to get a bit of practicing done, can at least get through my finger exercises and maybe some run-throughs, though maybe I should focus more on passage work at this point? I don’t know, I’ll “feel it out” once I’m in the practice rooms. Need to leave soon for the music building.

Also know I shouldn’t have more caffeine, but?? Like?? A coffee and a donut sounds so good right now? Do I do it, do I “become the slob?” Picturing myself as this giant amoeba sac right now, just sort of flopping along the ground, trying to get somewhere in the least efficient manner possible. I think, yeah, yeah, I think I’m gonna do it… but not yet… Going to do it before heading to the clinic again… Yeah, yeah, going to get that donut after I finish practicing. Then I’ll at least feel less guilty about spending money out on a coffee and donut. Remembering when I used to go to MIT on the weekends and my dad (who drove me there) and my little brother would sit in the student centre and get Dunkin Donuts. Dad would do work on his laptop and brother would study, or play handheld video games, and brother would always get the “glazed stick.” Was his favourite of all the pastries they had there. I don’t think I really have a favourite donut?? Depends heavily on my mood, but, like, okay, George’s Most Frequently Consumed Donut: jelly. Yummie. Gimme that jelly, need it, need that, need that jelly-- gimme.

Walking to music building now “with a pep in my step” hahaha

11:05: Finished signing the new contract. Took all of five seconds, though I don’t really know what I was expecting?? It’s, I mean, it’s just a contract, I have no idea why I thought it would take anything longer than that… Also have to make an amendment to the daily schedule, I completely forgot that the bloodwork lab is just walk-in as long as you have the right forms from your appointment, so I should be able to go directly from my appointment to the bloodwork lab, get my blood drawn, and then leave right after!! Less time wasted, can also mitigate it further via reading more Foucault while back in the clinic. Have a bit of time now to try and practice.

11:07: All piano rooms taken. Seems to be par for the course these days around this time, but it would have been nice to have an upright, even for a small chunk of time. There’s some uprights available on the third floor so I’ll just take one of those, even though almost all of them, like, literally, 99% of them are just horrendous. But, most people never even get the chance to touch a piano, so who am I to complain?

Going to run through my Alkan and Thalberg, and then going to focus work on Beethoven. Not too unprepared for prescreenings, and will definitely not be unprepared for auditions, for once, feeling confident about this. Just have a handful of passages in these two romantic-era works that I still stumble on that I’m not 100% feeling comfortable with, but, I mean, they’re not out of reach, or anything, I just really hate detail-oriented practicing.

Upright I got is one of the “absolutely atrocious” ones. Surprise, surprise. Terrible touch, terrible sound, feels more like I’m playing on soggy bread than a keyboard. Going to “make the most of it,” hopefully will get a grand in the next practice session.

11:50: Heading back to clinic for actual appointment and bloodwork. Shouldn’t take too long, I’m anticipating, so there’s still a huge chunk of the day left to practice piano. I’ll start studying for the second behavioural neuropsychology midterm on Saturday and Sunday, that should be enough time before Monday to make my way through all the lectures that are being tested on, not too worried about this. Thank god the bulk of midterm season is over and I don’t have to honestly worry about finals for a bit, feels good not to be freaking out every single night over not spending enough time studying.

12:50: Okay my appointment time was 12:15 and I’m still waiting…

13:15: Yeah, I guess they’re running way behind. I should have anticipated this, “should have known” not everything clinic-related would go so smoothly. I’m not angry, or anything, like, they have an enormous volume of students to handle and not enough funding to do it properly, it’s not their fault, just would’ve liked to get “in and out.” Making good progress on the Foucault, on a particularly difficult section now where he discusses the concept of soul in relation to penal systems. Having to reread a bunch of sections to understand what he’s talking about, I hate when this happens, always gets me annoyed/frustrated and makes me want to hurl things against walls, or something. Keeping me occupied, at least.

Also feeling first surge of exhaustion of the day; I figure this is just cause of the earlier wake time than I’ve been used to in a while, also that I got just over my threshold of sleep, this always happens, feels like this happens to most people a few times a day anyways, especially when they’re just sitting in a warm space on a relatively comfortable surface while reading. Fighting it off via taking massive breaths and shaking my head.

13:25: Hey, okay, the consultation is done! Went in, doctor was real nice and all. Got my forms for all the blood tests that they’re gonna run, “making my way” to the bloodwork lab. They’re closed for lunch until 13:45, but that means I might be one of the first people in before they get back, so I’ll definitely not have to wait long for someone to stab me with a needle.

14:25: DONE. WE DID IT. They’re only gonna call me if I need to come in for some reason because of some concerning results or whatever, so if they don’t, I should be A HEALTHY HUMAN from the perspective of BLOOD. Got message from [redacted], going to go and have lunch with them instead of lunch at home; nice that we have this weekly Thursday lunch recap thing, feels wholesome, and a nice way to “keep in touch.” Always enjoy talking to them. Will probably splurge and get a banh mi, keep telling myself I’m making the “big bucks” now post-promotion, but, like, should still probably “keep a wrap” on how much I spent eating out… Walking to music building now, feeling high levels of excitement.

15:49: Lunch/talk with [redacted] done. Seems like we never have a shortage of things to discuss, it’s always rapidfire conversation from the second we see each other until one of us or both have to leave. Glad to have people like that in my life, where conversation never seems to be exhaustible, in a natural, non-forced way. Still going to head home, though; not going to my cog sci lecture. Feeling like it’s “not worth it” because I’m behind on the readings and I know, from attending a bunch of previous lectures, that I’m not going to be able to follow much what’s going on. Don’t have to study for the final for this for a while longer, thank the lord, but I do have quite the backlog of readings for this class. Imagined myself saying “I do have quite the backlog” with a heavy British accent of some sort. Reminds me of Dunkirk, that Christopher Nolan film, was rewatching parts of it last night. Feel like it’s definitely one of my favourite films, one of the few films without much dialogue and with a huge focus on pure action that still makes you endeared to the characters and story, even if the story is all but nonexistent, in my opinion; I feel like the way it was structured, which confused some reviewers I like, was really good and made a lot of sense; feel like if the story was told entirely linearly, things wouldn’t have coalesced and climaxed in the way that it did; by splitting the story into three timelines shown on screen at the same time, but taking place in actuality at different moments, and depicted on-screen at differing speeds, only to finally come together, where the viewer can see all three parts merge, really makes the film; first time seeing it in theatres was with my parents, I was immediately like, “I have to see this again, I can’t watch this 70mm film on my laptop.” This was during one of my breaks, and I headed back to school soon after, and then I literally saw the movie another two times, and even bought a ticket for one of my friends to “coerce them” into seeing it before it was taken off screens.

Gonna walk home now and just recuperate for a moment, not going to risk lying down in bed, or anything, but it’ll be nice to be back in my apartment even for ten minutes or so.

16:32: Okay, spent twenty-ish minutes idly watching tech-related YouTube videos, now going to head back to school for some practice. This little forty-minute diversion cut a chunk out of practice time, but felt it was worth it, was feeling a little strained after the talk with [redacted], not because of the talk, but, right after the talk ended, I felt another surge of tiredness. Realizing now the first surge might be because of the caffeine crash after the G Fuel I had in the morning, combined with having just eaten, which has a whole host of reasons why it naturally makes people feel tired. Gonna “do the ol’” Beethoven, it’s the opus 110 sonata, my favourite sonata he ever wrote, but I think I already told you that?? Whatever, I’m telling you again, this is my blog, shut up.

18:22: In McLennan now, gonna use these forty minutes to update the liveblog. Piano meeting “looming,” imminent piano organization meeting. Great way to end the penultimate weekday. Tomorrow though I do have a really really long all-day work shift that’s not going to end until 22h, which I’m sort of miffed at, actually. Still, it’ll be a good impetus to get me out of bed again at seven-thirty-ish so I can practice before my 10h lecture, because right after the lecture my shift starts, and then right after the shift I’m meeting up with A. Glad I also got that banh mi in my stomach earlier, feeling minimally hungry. Today was a productive day.

Might be the last blog post of the day, if I have beer I usually don’t really feel the need to update the liveblog, because I’m just sitting in my apartment sipping beer and reading things. This might be it for today, I love you people so much, and I hope your days were good too!!!! See you soon!!!!!!

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Relax

Title: Relax

Pairing: Reader x Sam

Word Count: 1,812

Warnings: Stress

Beta: @jpadjackles

Summary: It’s almost the end of the semester and your schedule is jam-packed, leaving you stressed, overwhelmed, and overtired. Thankfully, Sam Winchester is the best at helping you relax.

A/N: This is just a little something I needed to write for myself. Enjoy! Feedback is always appreciated.

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Sam was already waiting inside your apartment when you got home from your last lecture of the day. You’d texted him halfway through the hour to ask if he would pick up a sandwich for you at the cafe on campus, and he’d most certainly delivered. On the tiny kitchen table there were two plates of spaghetti, along with two glasses, each filled with what you could only assume to be your favorite soda.

Smiling, you slipped off your shoes and dropped your bag onto the end of the couch, then plopped down next to where Sam was sitting. His feet were propped up on your rickety coffee table and you stretched out your feet as well, resting them on top of his legs.

“Have I ever told you that you’re amazing?” you sighed, leaning your head on Sam’s shoulder and closing your eyes. You could hear the smile in his voice when he replied.

“Only a few times,” he said. He pressed a soft kiss to the top of your head. “I know the table’s set, but we can eat here on the couch if you want.”

“That sounds wonderful,” you groaned. “I don’t ever want to move again.” Sam laughed and moved your feet from his legs before standing. He came back a moment later and handed you your plate with a smile. “This smells amazing,” you told him.

“I hope it tastes just as good, then.”

You practically inhaled your food as the two of you ate in silence. It wasn’t common for you to be so quiet, but you’d barely had a chance to eat all day, considering most of your classes were back-to-back. And—as if that wasn’t bad enough—most of them were split between the two separate campuses. A girl could only walk so fast.

When you were finished, Sam washed the dishes quickly, leaving you to stretch out on your worn-out couch. You tried to relax, but your mind was going a mile a minute. With every passing second you thought of something else you needed to do. Sighing, you stood and stretched your arms above your head.

“I should get some work done,” you said, knowing Sam had been waiting for you to speak. He turned, drying his hands on one of your blue kitchen towels.

“Y/N, all you’ve been doing is work. You need to take a night for yourself and relax or you’re gonna get burnt out,” he replied.

You shrugged a little. “I don’t have time to relax. You know that. I’ve got that group project to do, and then the group presentation I’m working on needs a lot of work because nobody else is doing anything. Plus, I have reading for most of my classes, paperwork to fill out for my new job, an exam to study for, and I have to write that stupid autoethnography for Cherilyn’s class! God, I hate Cherilyn!” Your last words came out in a twisted, tearful shout, and you plopped back down on the couch, head in your hands.

After a moment you felt the couch dip beside you and Sam’s hand on your back. He ran his hand up and down your spine and you relaxed into his touch, sucking in a deep breath to try and calm yourself.

“It’ll work out, Y/N. I know it’s a lot, but I can help you study and work on your projects, and you know that I’m good at proofreading. I can look over your papers so you can spend that time working on other things. It’ll be okay.” Sam’s voice was soothing and you knew he meant every word he said, but you suddenly found yourself crying. Surprised, Sam pushed the coffee table forward so he could sit on the floor in front of you. His hands wrapped loosely around your wrists and moved your hands away from your face, forcing you to lift your head and meet his warm, hazel eyes.

“It’s gonna be okay, Y/N. I promise. Okay? C’mon, how about we just relax tonight? No more talk about homework,” Sam said. You opened your mouth to protest, but another sob stopped you from speaking. You could only nod in agreement. Sam helped you to your feet, then wrapped his arms around you in a tight hug. He was warm and solid, and you let yourself cry against him. Deep down, you knew that if Sam said it was going to be okay, it would be okay. He hadn’t steered you wrong yet. You just had to keep reminding yourself of that.

Once your tears had finally diminished from full-on sobs to tearful hiccups, you pulled away from him. You wiped your nose on your sleeve and sniffled, then gave Sam a watery smile. “Sorry. I guess I just haven’t really had a chance to de-stress lately,” you apologized. “It all kinda caught up with me.”

Sam shook his head and brushed a lock of hair back over your shoulder. “It’s okay. It’s not your fault,” he murmured reassuringly, running his fingers through your hair and gently untangling the knots. “You really need to take a night off, Y/N. I know it’ll help, trust me.” Reluctantly, you nodded in agreement. Sam slipped his other hand into yours and led you down the hall of the tiny apartment to your bedroom. It was a mess and you sighed, stopping in the doorway to survey the damage.

“Hey,” Sam said. His voice was soft and you looked up to meet his eyes. “It’s okay, Y/N. It’s just a mess, it’s not the end of the world. Okay?” A tiny smile tugged at the corner of his lips and you felt your own lips beginning to form a smile as you nodded and let him lead you to your bed. It was only a twin-size, but the both of you always managed to fit comfortably on it whenever Sam spent the night.

“Actually, I think I’m gonna take a quick shower before we lay down. I’m kinda gross since it was so hot out today,” you told him when he sat down and began to pull you down with him. Sam watched you for a second before nodding and squeezing your hand, then letting go. He smiled and you couldn’t help but smile back. You grabbed your pajamas from the floor beside your bed and slipped into the bathroom to clean up.

A shower was just what you needed. You couldn’t remember the last time you had truly allowed yourself to spend time just standing under the hot stream of water, just enjoying the feeling of it against your skin. Sam was quiet in the other room, and you took your time, humming as you washed yourself from head to toe. When you got out, you wrapped yourself in the largest, fluffiest towel you could find, then brushed your teeth and washed your face before putting on your pajamas. You felt clean, refreshed, and ready for bed. Hopefully, you would be able to get some sleep with Sam here. You hadn’t slept well in weeks; your mind was too busy thinking about all the thing you needed to do before the end of the semester to let you relax enough to sleep.

In the time it took you to shower and dress again, Sam had managed to tidy up your room. He hadn’t messed with any of your notes or projects—he knew you well enough to know that you had a system for studying, despite the fact that it seemed disorganized—but he’d put away all the clothes that had been strewn over the floor and furniture. He’d also gotten rid of the food wrappers and the various dishes that you’d had laying around. Needless to say, your room looked a thousand times better than it had when you’d first gone to shower. You were grateful, but a tiny part of you felt bad for making Sam clean up your mess.

“Sam, you didn’t have to clean my room…” you sighed as you threw your dirty clothes into the laundry basket in the closet. Sam shrugged.

“It’s not a big deal. It really wasn’t as bad as you thought it was,” he replied, holding out his hand for you. He pulled you down onto the mattress with him when you took it and you settled in beside him, tangling your legs with his and laughing when he flinched away at the first touch of your ice-cold feet.

“You’re gonna figure everything out,” Sam murmured once you’d gotten comfortable. “You’re smart. You’re amazingly smart, and even though you’ve got a lot to do, I know that you’re going to get it all done.”

“You really think so?” you asked. Sam nodded and watched as you fiddled with his fingers. After a long while, you rolled over so your back was to him. He immediately brought his hand up to run his fingers through your hair. It was still slightly wet, but he never minded. You sighed softly at the feeling, and soon your eyes were beginning to drift closed. Almost immediately as they started, however, the tiny nagging thought of a looming assignment wiggled into your mind. You sighed and shifted positions, trying to ignore it.

“Get some rest, Y/N,” Sam said, surprising you. “Don’t worry about anything tonight. You can worry about it tomorrow, and I’ll help you with whatever you need to do, but for now just enjoy this. Nothing matters right now except for you and me. Okay?” You nodded and snuggled closer, so your back was pressed against his chest. Closing your eyes again, you listened to the steady sound of Sam breathing, then smiled to yourself when you felt him press a barely-there kiss against the back of your neck.

“If you wanted a kiss, you could just ask,” you whispered teasingly. Sam’s breath hitched as he laughed a little. Twisting slightly, you turned your head so he could press his lips to yours. The kiss was short and sweet, and you kept your eyes closed for a moment afterward so you could revel in the feeling. You hummed in contentment as you opened them to meet Sam’s sweet hazel eyes. The room was dark, but you could still see the ever-present sparkle in them.

“You gonna get some sleep now?” Sam asked.

“Only if you don’t stop distracting me, mister,” you laughed, pushing yourself off the bed just slightly so you could kiss his chin. Sam grinned and settled back down on the mattress behind you, pulling you even closer. You reached down and pulled your blanket over the two of you, then closed your eyes once more.

You were asleep in no time, and Sam was there when you woke up in the morning, ready to take on the day with you in true Winchester fashion.

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that-one-viet-writer · 7 years

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Suffering Success (F)

Genre: Fluff

WC: 1918

Muse Seungyeon of Uniq

TW: Financial problems?

A/N: I’ve had this idea for a while now. Its kinda based off a true story? Like the luck of the friendship has happened and I just thought it was a good story, but I turned it into a one shot.

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Suffering Success

It was the only way that he could achieve his dream. The only way he would ever succeed is if I suffered. He didn’t need to know about it. As long as he was happy and achieving things, I’m okay with living my life how it is now.

He gets to travel the world and meet people with fans gushing over him. Whilst people look at me with pity as I roam the streets, looking for jobs to sustain my survival. He was living the life he deserves. All because I gave up my dream for him.

It was the day before my birthday. I was meeting up with him tomorrow. The cherry blossoms had just bloomed a few weeks ago. Parks were littered with flower petals, couples having picnics, and small children running around. I was on shift, wiping down the tables, cleaning up after the customers who had left. The bell at the front of the shop rang. I looked up at the person who had entered.

“Customer!” I yelled, proceeding to a particularly dirty booth that had spilt chocolate milk all over it. I heard one of my co-workers place the order, and trying to make the customer as comfortable as they can by starting a small conversation with them.

It was near closing, so there weren’t many customers. It was mainly people who wanted something warm to hold, or who were about to take off to work the night shift. I hauled the heavy bin of dirty dishes to the back and started washing them. I only had another half hour before my shift was over.

“(Y/N), can you finish off the night for me? I’ve got some things to do tonight.” My co-worker asked.

“Yea, I got it.” I dried off my hands and she throws me the keys to lock up. I caught them with great difficulty.

I closed up the cafe about an hour later. The grocery store closed in an hour, and I still had to get some food to eat. I ran to the grocery store, and barely made it with only fifteen minutes to spare. I grabbed some instant noodles, and walked over to the register.

“Is that all for you?” The boy at the checkout asked me. I nodded, not making eye contact, and handed my card. He took it from me and swiped it. “Uh, excuse me? Your card declined.” My eyes widened.

“P-please, try again.” I said in a soft voice.

‘This can’t happen again.’ I thought to myself. He swiped it, again, and again.

“I’m sorry, it doesn’t seem to go through. Do you have any other form of payment?” He asked. I let out a breath that I had been holding, and took out some crumpled bills from my wallet. He processed my money and gave me my exact change before handing me my bags.

I quickly walked out the store and to my apartment. I opened the door and turned on the lights. I looked at my single room apartment with no feeling. I was use to this. All I needed was a bed, running water, hot and cold, fridge and a microwave. All of this was in one small, square room. I took out the noodles and stacked them on the two foot tall fridge. I wasn’t feeling that hungry, so I just went to go brush my teeth and head to bed early.

‘You get to see him tomorrow.’ I thought to myself. ‘It’s the few times a year. Be happy, for tomorrow, for him.” I sighed, and closed my eyes.

~~~

I woke up to my phone buzzing like no tomorrow. I groaned and looked at the caller ID.

‘Seungyeon,’ I thought before quickly answering.

“Hello?”

“Hey, (Y/N), get ready for today! I made sure you have today off! Although, I’m not too sure though, as the place I called said they were a cafe…” I froze. “Anyways, can you give me the address to your place so I can pick you up?”

“Ah, no, no it’s okay. I’ll just meet you there, where are we going?”

“Uh, how about the park in front of that cafe then? I’ll meet you there, then we can go to what I wanna do.” He laughed.

“Alright, I-I’ll see you there then.”

“I’ll see in an hour then, bye.”

“Bye.”

I let out a breath, after I ended the call.

‘That was extremely close.’ I layed back in bed. Then realizing what happened, I quickly shot up and ran to the shower, almost tripping. After my shower, I dried my hair the best I can with the towel and went to the stack of clothes I never bothered to by some kind of storage for. ‘Where is it..?’ I thought to myself. Then, I finally pulled out the same clothes I always wore when I hung out with him now-a-days. ‘One day, I’ll be able to buy something else.’ I quickly got dressed, brushed my hair, and went out the door. It wasn’t a far walk from where he wanted to meet. It was right in front of the cafe I worked. I got there with twenty minutes before I was suppose to meet him.

“Hey! (Y/N)!” I heard him call out.

“Seungyeon?” I questioned as I turned around. He waved at me with the dorkiest grin on his face.

“Hey it seems like forever, how are you?” He engulfed me in a hug.

“I’m fine, how about you? You’re traveling the world and meeting new people all the time.” I laughed.

“Ah, it’s not that great.” He rubbed the back of the neck.

“Oh come on, you’re living the life that everyone dreams of.”

“We’re not that big. We only come back once a year.” He laughed. “You know, every time I see you, you’re wearing this? I was going through some pictures yesterday and recently, all the pictures are of you wearing the same clothes.”

“It’s probably just a coincidence.” I tried to ease off the topic.

“Anyways, let’s go. We have a whole day in front of us.” He threw his arm around me and we made our way.

~~~

The whole day consisted of us just rekindling our friendship that had been ignored for the last few months.

“That was a fun night.” I smiled at him.

“Yea, who knew that you could chug three bottles of water in 20 seconds?” He laughed. “Hey, it’s getting late. I should take you home.” He says as he checked his phone for the time.

“No!” He looked at me.”I mean, why go through all that trouble when your dorm is right here.” I told him.

“I just want you to get home safe. I don’t want anything bad happening to you.” His eyes softened with concern.

“I’ll be fine. I’ll see you soon Seungyeon.” I hugged him and went off my own way.

-Seungyeon-

I followed (Y/N) home that night just to make sure they were safe by the time they got home. They made a few turns and then I realized we were back near the dorm. Then, they went the opposite way that they had originally went.

After an hour of walking, we reached the not as nicer area of town. I quickly became worried.

‘What is (Y/N) doing here??” I questioned. They entered an apartment complex and I followed. I saw them go up the stairs and take out their keys before entering. ‘Do they live here?’ I asked myself. I texted them asked if they made it home. They said yes. I looked at the door in question, before heading home.

~~~

-(Y/N)-

“Hey, (Y/N) there’s someone at table who requested you.” My coworker informed me. I nodded, drying my hands on a towel before heading out. I stopped in my tracks when I saw him.

“S-Seungyeon? W-what are you doing here?” I asked him, trying to act like I haven’t lied to him about my job and frankly everything about me since I dropped out of the trainee program.

“The real question is, what are you doing here? Why aren’t you at that company you work for, huh?” He casually asked, taking a sip of his drink.

“I- uh…” I stuttered, not being able to come up with any reasonable explanation. He put his drink down on the table and stood up.

“Why did you lie to me?” He asked. I froze.

“Wh-what?”

“Why did you lie to me that you were fine off all by yourself? Why didn’t you tell me that you were in such a crisis?! We’re suppose to be best friends. Why didn’t you tell me any of this?”

“Look, Seungyeon, not here. I go on break in half an hour. I’ll tell you then if you’re willing to hear what I have to say.” I said in a low voice. He let out a huff.

“Fine, you better be back, or I’m not gonna attend to my schedules till I see you.” He sat down. I quickly turned on my heel and walked back to the kitchen.

~~~

“Now, tell me what’s going on.” He pleaded as we sat down on the bench.

“Have you ever noticed that there’s a pattern with us?” He cocked his head at me in confusion. “Like, whenever one of us succeeds, the other fails in something. Like, whenever you got a perfect score on a test back in school, I would always be close to failing. Whenever you won anything, I lost. It was the same pattern over, and over, and over again. I realized it back in middle school. I would purposely not study for some tests because I wanted you to get a good grade. I thought that this would go away eventually, but then it never did. When we both became trainees, I thought that maybe we both could succeed in something together. It didn’t turn out like that. You were getting better throughout your training and you worked hard. However, I could not improve no matter how hard I worked. Remember that day you hurt your ankle?” HE nodded. “That was also the day that I was given the opportunity to do a solo performance for the CEO. After I heard of your accident, I couldn’t accept that I would be getting some spotlight if you were in pain. So, I quit training. It was a tough decision for me, but since you were oblivious to it, it had to be done. After that, things really went up for you. You were placed in Uniq, you debuted, and now you’re traveling the world.” I was starting to get teary from my little speech.

“Yea, but you could have told me how hard it was for you to survive. I would’ve helped. You’re suffering because of me. You could’ve at least told me everything.” He grabbed my hand and looked at me in the eyes.

“I didn’t want to look like a leech. I’ve been able to support myself for the past year. Though I’ve had some card declines.” I looked down.

“Hey, you’ll never be a leach to me. I’d always be happy to help you, no matter how bad your suffering, and how I’m succeeding.” He engulfed me in a hug.

For the past few years I’ve felt alone. I struggled to live. Now, I’ve found a light. This is the end of my suffering, and the beginning of my success.

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agatesilverandtopaz · 6 years

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North Arizona Honeymoon Wonder Part 1

"Can't believe you talked me into this" Crow huffed

"Come on its just 15 days and not all of it will be in Mexico" Monty said as he pinned the 'just married' and 'honeymoon' buttons to Crow's shirt they got at check in.

"Yes but a Disney Cruise really?" Crow repeated for what seems like the 100th time. They were aboard the Disney Wonder that wonder be taking them on a two week cruise from San Diego through the Panama Canal up to Galveston.

"How else was I suppose to get you off the ship?" Monty asked with a slight smile shouldering his backpack "plus again fit with the time we had between my birthday and thanksgiving. Now stop complaining and let's have fun. It's about noon so let's go ahead and get lunch and explore some before our room is ready."

Crow gave another sigh but said "alright, lead the way."

Monty smiled and did.

They ended up at Pinocchio’s Pizzeria on the ninth deck slitting a pepperoni pizza. "So what are we doing after this?" Crow ask "Well if you'd like we can go to the shops, check out what there is, or head to see if our stateroom is ready and that our bags are there" Monty said "maybe change and hit the pools?" "Sure second one works" crow said causing Monty to perky up a bit. "Great" They finished eating and took a bit of time getting to their room, Monty had decided to schedule a few things and Crow boredly followed him around. And they just wondered around. They ended up at their Deluxe Oceanview Stateroom with Verandah, on deck 7, around 2. Their bags were waiting on them. As where a few things Monty had pre ordered for when they got into the room. Including the Romance for 2 package which had two Disney Cruise Line robes, a bottle of Prosecco, a box of chocolates and a beautiful presentation red rose, Two of the Rocky Patel Deluxe Toro Tubo cigar packages which had six different fancy cigars each, and the Not-So-Hidden Mickey Floral Bouquet "Wow," Crow said a bit surprised looking at the stuff "you went all out" "Well I figured why not" Monty said as he opened the bottle of wine and poured them each a glass "we didn't spend that much on the wedding and you paid for it all anyways. Though we can't smoke the cigars in here will have to take them to the smoking area." He finished before offering Crow a glass. Crow smiled and took it before kissing his husband deeply. Monty kissed him back just as deep until Crow pulled back. "You're amazing" he said smiling "I try" Monty said smiling before saying "come on let's drink these , get changed and hit the pools before we have to come back to do that drill" "Right right" Crow said polishing off the glass pretty quickly.

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The rest of their time in port was spent by the pool drinking mostly until they went back to their room and through on some dry clothes before the safety drill that was required for everyone on the ship. "Come on let's go to the celebration thing as we pull out" Monty said "it'll be fun!" Crow frowned looking at the people and already hearing the noise but he said "fine as long as I can drink" "Deal" Monty said smiling as he lead Crow off. They 'enjoyed' the celebration and the view they got as they left port and got onto the ocean. It was starting to get dark so Monty asked "wanna head back to the room? We can unpack and get room service, we have no reservations to night and your a bit drunk." "Sounds good" Crow said, he was holding it together well but was indeed drunk and just followed Monty as they headed back to the room. "We will spend all day tomorrow on the ocean" Monty said as they walked "I booked us a spa appointment in the afternoon if you'd like to go if not I'll cancel yours and go myself, though you don't have have to get a massage, think about it?" "Alright sure" crow said Monty nodded with a small smile as they made it back to the room. Crow flopped back onto the bed. Monty smiled and kissed his forehead before going to unpack his stuff and he did he asked "what you wanna order in?" "How about another pizza?" "Sure" Monty said as he finished his unpacking "any desserts?" "Whatever, we got anymore of that wine?" "Alright, its in the fridge don't break anything" "Alright" crow said rolling off the bed and landing with an "oof" "That included yourself" he said grabbed the phone and going to order Crow waved him off and stood to get the wine and the chocolates too. He grabbed the glasses from earlier and moved he'd pulled the cork out with his teeth poured them each another glass. "Should be up in like 30 minutes" Monty said "Great" Crow said offering him a glass before saying "you know I'll probably regret this tomorrow but this isn't so bad so far" Monty chuckled taking the glass he said "told you." Crow just stuck his tongue out at that comment and downed his glass. Monty sipped his and flipped the tv on. Crow filled his glass again and sat next to him. They sat like that drinking their wine and sharing the chocolate until their pizza and ice cream desserts got their. Once Monty had brought them over they enjoyed those to until it was late. After cleaning up a bit Monty asked "ready to crawl into bed Teddy?" "For sex?" Crow asked Monty snorted and said "nah, not this time. Sleep." "Oh, ok good," Crow said getting up "I'm too full of ice cream, pizza, alcohol for sex." "I figured." Monty said patting his side as he went to get ready for bed "we can do that tomorrow." "Whatever" Crow replied undressing and flopping back on the bed. Monty came back and kissed his forehead as he got into bed "goodnight." "Night" Crow said as he settles in and dozed off. Monty soon dozed as well.

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The next morning Monty work up first. And got ready for the day after decided he wanted to got for a jog. He let Crow sleep and left him a note before headed out to go to the fitness center Crow slept another hour before he finally woke up. He frowned confused for a moment as to Monty being missing before he found the note. After reading he just sighed and went to take a shower and brush his teeth, plus take care of his snake bite piercings which were mostly healed at this point. As he was getting dressed after that Monty finally walked in. “Oh good morning” Monty said smiling “figured you’d still be a sleep” “Morning” Crow said before shrugging “woke up.” “Oh well if you wanna get breakfast you can call Room service or go without me. I’m gonna get a quick shower.” “I can wait” Crow said with a shrug before sitting and flipping the tv on Monty shrugged and went to get his shower. He took a quick one and dried off before getting dressed in shorts and a short sleeve button up shirt putting his Disney buttons back on “I don’t know how on earth your still in jeans” he commented to Crow “It’s not that hot” Crow said glancing over “ready to go?” “Yep” Monty chirped smiling “Cabanas work for you?” “I literally have no idea where nothing is on this boat, I’m just following you around” Crow said “Alright then” Monty said patting his shoulder “let go it’s a buffet.” “Sounds good” Crow said following him out. They made it this soon enough and enjoyed breakfast together. “So you though about doing the spa with me or are you just going to find a deck and drink more?” Monty asked “You said I didn’t have to get me back touched?” “Yeah, you can have a facial instead” Crow gave him a ‘seriously’ look. “It would be fine or you can just get the massage we would be on our stomachs the whole time” “Fine I’ll do the face thing, you’re the only one allowed to touch my back.” “Thank you.” Monty said with a smile “we still have some time before that wanna do something?” Crow shrugged and replied “sure” “How about Vista Gallery?” Monty said “it’s an art gallery and we can buy some of the prints too.” “That works I guess.” Crow say as he finished eating “Good” Monty said finishing as well “let’s get going” Crow nodded and stood to follow Monty. They made it to deck 4 and the Vista Gallery a short time later. They walked around holding hands Monty was enjoying himself and Crow looked bored but didn’t complained. “Doesn’t Ruby like Beauty and the Beast?” Monty asked looking at one of the paintings of said movie “I think” Crow said having never really cared enough to ask “we should get her a copy for Christmas” Monty said smiling “Why?” “She’s family it’s what family does” “Alright” Crow said not really caring still. Monty nodded and noted the information so he could get it once they were done here. They kept walking and by the end Monty had found a lovely fox and the hound painting he wanted to get for his sister and Kala as well. He placed the order for both. “Ready to head to the spa?” Monty asked when he was done “As I’ll ever be” Crow said

“Great" Monty said smiled as he took Crow’s hand again and lead him “oh tonight is formal night” Monty told him as there walked" “That’s why we brought out suits?” “Yes, so sense I figured you’d only want to wear yours once we should have our meal and Palo tonight sense it has a dress code anyways. Then afterwords we can do a drink tasting.” “Alright sounds good to me” Crow said “Great” Monty said smiling as the made it to the spa and he went to check in. —- The whole spa treat went pretty well through even if it was just his face Crow wasn’t happy and would glare as he was touched but he didn’t hurt anyone so Monty counted it as a win. “Never doing that again” Crow said as they walked back to their “Well thanks for doing it this time” Monty said kissing his cheek “I feel very relaxed myself.” Crow gave a sigh and just asked “so what’s the point of the fancy night?” “Nice pictures and stuff.” Monty said “we can get a few. It’s not like we got real wedding photos or anything.” Crow shrugged “works for me.” Monty smiled and leaned against him as they made it back to their room. Crow smiled and put his arm around Monty. Soon they made it back to their room. And get ready for the evening. “Have I ever told you I like it when you dress up?” Monty commented as he fixed his own tie

“You told me a few times on that engagement trip we took” crow said with a soft smile “I’d do it more but I’m far to lazy” “I know but it just makes me love these moment more” Monty said kissing his cheek “come on let’s get going” “Sounds good” Crow said following him out. Monty smiled as the walked long. “So what’s tomorrow?” Crow asked him “Tomorrow is our first excursion” Monty said “in Cabo San Lucas” Crow made a face. “I know but come on it’ll be fun, we are going to a beach and to get there we get to ride in a glass bottom boat to see the sea life. And we will be back on the ship in the first group.” “Fine” Monty smiled and patted his shoulder. They made it to the gathering where there were already other people around. Crow grabbed them a couple of glasses of champagne that was offered. “Thanks” Monty said taking it as they walked around “oh hey on this whole trip you don��t wanna dance or anything like that right?” “No, not really” Crow said “why?” “I can’t really dance either,” Monty answered

“And here a thought your where the prefect romantic” Crow said before he shrugged “neither can I. Nor do I want to at all” “Alright good” Monty said with a soft smile Crow nodded in agreement as they kept walking around. They got to greet the captain and drink a bit as well as have a few pictures taken. Monty had asked another couple to take a picture of them on his phone to text his sisters tomorrow and in returned took the couples picture. After that was all finished the pair headed to the fancy Italian restaurant, Palo, to enjoy their dinner. They got a table in the counter. And they were quickly ordered and served.

“This is nice” crow said smiling softly “Glad you think so” Monty said smiling “glad we took the trip?” “Let me see how tomorrow goes” crow said “Fair enough” Monty said as they got their drinks, just water to enjoy their whiskey tasting later that night. They spent the rest of the evening eating and enjoying each other company, and sense it was their honeymoon they got a special cake for dessert. After dinner they went to the whiskey tasting after words. It wasn’t really enough to effect Crow at all, when it came to alcoholism he was only a stair or two behind Jay. But Monty got a nice buzz from it. And the leaned into Crow the whole way back to the room. Crow sat him down on the bed before kissing his head. And went to get changed. “We should totally make out!” Monty called “If you’d like” crow replied after brushing his teeth “though ok taking a shower first!” “Alright!” Monty said as he started taking his suit off and ended up flopped back on the bed in his boxers. He didn’t remember anything after that until the next morning when Crow woke him “ugh….what time is it?” “It’s 7 am, you fell asleep while I was in the shower” Crow said “room service brought our breakfast, coffee and donuts woke for you?” “Sounds great” Monty said sitting up Crow brought the food and coffee over “Thanks” Monty said “you’re up early though” Crow shrugged “thought we where getting off the ship, you fell asleep before I could ask you what time.” “Oh sorry, um…the ship should anchor about 9 and we are leaving to get our boat right after that and then out next boat to the beach.” Monty said “Sounds good enough” Crow said Monty kissed his cheek and said “good” Crow gave a soft smile. They spent the rest of the morning watching tv and getting ready to go. Monty packed a beach bag with sunscreen, a change of clothes for each over them and other things they’d need for the day, plus an extra couple of bags in case they got to shop for souvenirs. Crow carried what he was told too along with two gallon of jugs of water he’d packed. Definitely not allowing himself or his husband, who only rolling his eyes in response, to drink the water in this god forsaken country.

They were some of the first to take the motorcoach to the docks and Monty lead the way, crow knowledge of reading and understanding Spanish helped. They got their spot on the glass bottom boat and rode 20 minutes out to the nice beach. Monty was happy to get to see the colorful fish and sea life. Crow on the other hand was rather pared he didn’t fish. While it wasn’t Disney the beach was still very touristy with a couple of shops, bars, and other restaurants a lot it. Once there Monty said an alarm on his watch and phone so they wouldn’t miss their boat back. And after that they got set up on the beach, finding a nice shady spot near a bar. Monty went to use the wifi and get their drinks.

Crow just sat in their spot and watched their stuff. He leaned against one of the trees they were under and watched the oceans and people running around through his sunglasses. A family with a couple kids running around caught his eye and he watched them for a moment. The kids seemed happy together part of a normal family. He of course couldn't give that to his own kids, he'd be lucky if he didn't screw then up in a million ways....

"You ok?" Monty asked sitting next to him and offering him a large margarita in a plastic cup "you're kinda staring off in space."

"Yeah" Crow said turning back to him and took the drink "just thinking"

"Bout what?"

"Nothing important," he asked "anyone like the pictures."

Monty decided not to press it for now so he answered "Sadie liked a couple so far but I'll check again before we leave."

Crow gave a nod and sipped the drink

"Oh so I figured sense we'd be hitting Puerto Vallarta, save the eye roll, tomorrow you'd only be able to take so much of the beach and Mexico that you might like to say oh the ship?”

Crow didn't rolled his eyes but wanted to but instead said "sounds good to me but what about you?"

"I was thinking of doing a snorkeling outing, if we will be apart it was be a good time sense you can't swim anyways"

"Alright whatever don't get hurt"

"I won't" Monty replied as he leaned back to enjoy the beach.

For awhile they just sat together quietly. Crow was starting to enjoy this, he liked the quiet and liked just being with Monty. He could hear himself think and didn't have to worry about talking back. He closed his eyes and leaned into his taller husband.

Monty smiled as Crow's action and leaned back slightly. Smiling as he sipped his drink and watched the ocean.

It was maybe an hour they sat like that until Monty got too sniff and had to move a bit "want lunch? The bar had a pretty good looking menu."

Crow who surprisingly hadn't fallen asleep opened his eyes and sat up answering "whatever as long as it's cooked."

"Alright" Monty said standing to get the food he grabbed there empty cups to throw away as he went.

Crow watched him leave for a moment until a group of sexy young women setting up near by caught his eye. And he cocked his head watching them.

Monty ordered them some fish tacos and leaned against the deck railing as he waited for them and a couple more drinks when a couple of men talking caught his attention.

"He's got a ring he's married...."

"Man if my wife caught me staring like that she'd kill me...."

Monty glanced back to see what they were talking about and almost had to snort as it was Crow watching the women. But he knew crow well enough that he knew t was in fact the shiny tasseled bikinis he was watching not the women themselves. The women could be topless in from of him and Crow won't bat an eye, no he was such a fucking bird the shiny is what had him hooked. Monty just shook his head with a smile and went to grab the food and drinks when his name was called.

Crow kept watching until one of the women turned to him, smiled, and waved, it was at the point he straightens up and narrowed his eyes frowning. She shrugged him off and went to the water with her friends.

"Like what you see?" Monty asked sitting back down across from him this time

"Meh." Crow replied helping him by taking the drinks from his full hands

"Good to know I'm the only one you have eyes for then" Monty said

"Not really you know that right" crow replied

"I know but I have your heart and that's all that really matters to me" Monty said with a smile.

"So much sap" crow said returning the smile

Monty just shoved him before he started to eat.

Crow started eating as well.

They spent a few more hours on the beach, Monty got to do some swimming as Crow hung out under the tree, before they gathered their stuff and made t back to the boat that had brought them over. It was another 20 minute ride back. And once there they had some more time before they need to catch the motorcoach back so Monty suggested more souvenirs.

Crow just shrugged and followed him.

Monty smiled as they walked around and ended up getting some fancy pottery bowls, a a few t shirts, and some necklaces for Kala and his sisters.

The only things Crow got were three ceramic sugar skulls that had reminded him of Jay and the boys.

Soon after that they headed back to the ship. After dropping off everything in their room and rising the sand completely off they headed out. They ended up taking the cigars they'd gotten out to the smoking deck and enjoying them with a couple of beers until the ship left port and it was dinner time. Tonight they got to go to Tiana's Place.

Monty enjoyed the living atmosphere of the places as well as the food.

Crow liked the food and was happy they were near any annoying kids.

After that they mostly wondered around until about midnight when they finally turned in.

The next morning the ship was in Puerto Vallarta on the docks.

Monty got up and got ready to go leaving Crow to sleep in. He got his breakfast before he left the ship and got to the smaller boat to head out snorkeling for the day.

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Crow slept till about 10 and woke up pretty bored he laid in the bed for a while long before deciding to finally get up. He got dressed and wondered around for a bit it was at this point he realizing he probably should've gone with Monty as he wasn't that be on anything left to do on the ship, not working out, the spa, eating or swimming at all. He glanced out over the port which they were docked. It's not like he couldn't keep himself safe even without his weapons....he sighed to himself and finally decided to disembark, though before he left he made sure to ask what time the ship was leaving. And it was a bit later than the day before at 5 pm this time. He set his watch and left.

Crow spent third or so minutes wondering around. He mostly ignored people trying to sell him anything though stopped off at a knife shop and bought Whitney a nice porcelain knife, he'd easily be able to eat back on the ship. He bought a few more things here and there until he came across a tattoo parlor with signs in both English and Spanish. He glanced at his watch and seeing as it wasn't even noon yet he went inside. Glancing around it looks clean enough and from what he could see everything in the back looked fine. Clearly this was a place set up for the tourist.

"Anything I can help you with?" A woman asked coming out from the back

"Yeah is there anyway you can...." he pulled out his phone to show her the photo of the cake topper of the Phoenix and the pike "recreate that on my thigh with a banner underneath."

"That's a big one it will cost quite a bit" she said before telling him the price

"Money isn't an issue and if you can get it done he three I'll pay extra in cash."

"You have a deal" she said with a smile leading him back

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Meanwhile Monty was enjoying the snorkeling. He'd taken many pictures of all the wildlife including a huge turtle. He was now leaning back listening to the guide talking about the history of the place.

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After getting his tattoo Crow walked back to the ship, stopping to get sugar skulls that reminded him of Ruby and other to kids, as well as a tiny guitar he knew Wyatt would like and that would make Whitney happy as well as three sets of maracas for her six kids. He also got his two future kids some fancy dolls to give to them when they were older and some soft stuffed animals as well.

He walked back to the ship having an hour before it would leave now. He stopped upon seeing a large pottery bowl that was blue with a orange fish and he got it for Monty before finally getting back on the ship and headed to the room.

He put the souvenirs away, sep for the bowl, before he undressed and sat on the bed to unbandage and clean up his tattoo. It looked just like the Phoenix and Pike of the wedding cake topper with a banner underneath reading 'your teddy bear' and he hoped Monty would like it.

Meanwhile Monty and the others also made it back to the docks and headed back to the ship. He headed back to the room wondering if Crow would be ok with staying in the rest of the night and ordering room service for dinner. He was a bit worn out from swimming most the day. He made it back it the room and upon opening the door was surprised to see Crow and the tattoo, "wow..."

Crow glanced up and gave him a soft smile, “you like it?” “I love it…where’d you get it from?” Monty asked walking over careful not to touch, just looking at all the detail. He smile seeing the nickname he’d give Crow. “I got bored left the boat, found the shops in town. It looked good, but I’ll make sure to get shots when we get home. Though I can’t really get into the water until this heals,” Crow answered before reaching around and grabbing the bowl “oh I got you this” “Can’t believe you left” Monty said not too concerned about the swimming thing, it’s not like Crow really was before anyways. But he looked up and said “oh wow, thank you.” “You’re welcome” Crow said before putting the bowl down “I got things for others too but I’ll show you later.” “Sounds good” Monty said before sitting on the bed next to him “now as much as I’d like to just jump you and make love to you for hours I’m tired from swimming all day. Can we just order some food in and watch tv, do that other stuff later?” “We don’t really have to have sex at all on my account” Crow said “but yeah that plan sounds great to me. You order I’m gonna fine with this thing and get some clothes on.” “Great” Monty said with a soft smile as he went to get the phone to call. He got them a couple of pizzas with some beer. Crow came back after his tattoo was all set and he sat on his side of the bed. Monty smiled and flipped the tv on to the Treasure Planet movie and settled in a bit, until the God came and he stood to get it, tipping the guy who dropped it off. Before he went back to join Crow in bed again. They sat and ate their pizzas and drank their beers as they watched a couple movies. Monty showed Crow the pictures he’d taken on his outing and they talked. After a few hours both got ready for bed and settles in for the night to get some sleep.

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The next day Monty work up about 10 and found Crow still sleeping beside him. He smiled and kissed his head. Before getting up to get a shower. Crow just buried himself a bit deeper in the blanket not wanting to get up yet. Monty came out sometime later and started to get dressed for the day “hey, Crow you wanna get up?” “Not really” Crow muttered in return though he finally unburied himself and got up. Monty just gave a soft smile and patted his shoulder “come on when you’re ready to go we can get lunch from the buffet and catch a movie in the theater or maybe a live show.” “Show?” “Yeah like broadway.” Crow just made a face before heading into the bathroom. Monty shrugged to himself and started checking a few things on his phone before Crow came back and started getting ready for the day “oh hey the ‘Frozen’ deck party is tomorrow but I figured after we eat we can do a night club or maybe another drink tasting.” “How are they going to freeze the deck?” Crow said looking up from the care on his tattoo and cocking his head “No 'Frozen’ the movie were the annoying 'Let it go’ song comes from” Monty clarified “Oh” Crow said looking back down before saying “that plan works” “Cool” Monty said Crow nodded as he finished with his tattoo and finished getting ready for the day and once he was ready Monty lead the way out. They went to Cabanas to eat their breakfast before heading to Buena Vista Theatre to watch whatever movie was planning this hour and it was the fox and the hound movie. Monty smiled and leaned into Crow’s sides. Crow just put his arm and rested his cheek against Monty’s head. They stayed the rest of the day there watching a few different movies until it was dinner time and they went to the Animator’s Palate where they ate and watched the little animation show they had going on. They were really paying attention to it just talking to each other really, until they finished dinner and headed to the Cove Café and sat inside Crow got a black coffee and boredly watched the tv which was a football game and not something Disney. Monty got an Espresso martini and they both got a couple pieces of cake and Monty posted some more pictures on his Facebook. “Ruby has liked all the pictures and Jay commented there are a lot of you and you should start taking pictures of your own.” Crow shrugged “he would, he used to do the same thing you do take all the pictures and get me in a bunch…you are less annoying cause I don’t need to hold still for yours” “Is that where you got that whole run I of pictures from?” “Yeah, told you he stores half his crap at my place.” Monty just gave a nodded still unsure what to make of that, they were such strange brothers. They spent the rest of the evening in the cafe until descending to head back to their room and turn in for the night.

As the walked Monty out his arm around Crow's side not quite pressing his arm against his back.

Crow glanced at him and asked "what are you doing?"

"Holding you" Monty replied

"Why are you doing it?"

"To be close to you?"

"....Remember how I told you that if you want sex you should just ask cause I'm. It good at picking up on your signs?"

"Well clearly you're starting to ge-" Monty said as he was cut off by Crow's lips against his. He hummed against Crow's lips as they fumbled to open their door.

Once in Crow pulled back from Monty and turned to lock the door behind them.

Monty smiled kicking his shoes off and dropped his jacket and shirt on the floor. He laid back on the bed propping himself up on his elbows.

Crow kicked his shoes off and turned to Monty and said "you look good you know?"

Monty wasn't sure Crow really meant it but he smile anyways and said "thank you. You look amazing to me too. Now come and kiss me."

Crow smiled and walked over before kissing him again.

Monty kissed back wrapping his arms around his middle pressing his fingers into Crow's scar through his shirt.

Crow gave a moan into Monty's mouth and pressed closer against him.

Monty gave a moan back and grounded their hips together.

Crow moaned a bit louder and moved to kiss Monty's neck and pressed slightly into this center of His chest getting a moan in return.

Monty kept moaning and started working on removing Crow's shirt over his head "fuck."

Crow broke the kiss as the shirt was yanked off.

"How you wanna do this?" Monty asked panting a bit

"Doesn't matter to me" Crow panted as well

"Alright.... get up I got what we need in one of my bags" Monty said

Crow nodded and moved off him and flopped beside him. As Monty got up to grab a couple condoms and the lube Crow kicked his jeans off.

Monty smiled and did the same after putting the stuff down on the nightstand before he kissed his husband again.

Crow kissed him back and lightly nipped his lip carefully and again rubbed his chest before pulling back and asking "so what did you wanna do?"

"How about you top and then after that you could you can ride me?"

"Think we can go two rounds?"

"I don't see why not" Monty said before kissing him and pulling Crow back on top of him.

Crow moved as he was wanted to and moved to take finish undressing them.

Monty moaned and started rubbing Crow's back with one hand and reached to grab the stuff on the nightstand and he pressed it against Crow's hand

Crow moaned back and pressed against him before he pulled back. To take the condom "you need me to...prep you?"

"No I'll be fine" Monty said

Crow nodded before he tore open the condom package and rolled it on.

Monty smiled grabbing the lube and pouring some in his hand before he reached to stroke Crow's cock to rub the lube on.

Crow gave a moan before pushing Monty's hand away and kissing him against get him flat on the bed and he grabbed Monty's hips and lining up with his ass and pressing in. He made sure to do what Monty had told him to last time by going slow and giving him a moment once he was all the way in.

Monty moaned against as he did and he was happy Crow remember what to do in this case. He waited a moment before breaking the kiss and saying "m...move..." before he started rubbing Crow's back.

Crow gave a moan and started moving slowly. He made sure to go at a slow steady pace.

Monty moaned and squeezed Crow's back as he started kissing his collar bone.

"Fuck" Crow moaned as he started moving faster

Monty moaned and reached to stroke himself in time with Crow's thrust "go fucking faster...."

Crow did as asked lifting Monty hips a bit.

Monty moaned squeezing Crow's back a bit harder hoping to spur him on faster and he gasp as it did and Crow managed to hit his prostate.

Crow gave another moan before he finally came hard with one last hard thrust "fuck..." he kept trying to go but couldn't really "s...sorry"

Monty moaned "so good...its fine Teddy"

Crow nodded and pulled out panting a bit.

Monty sat up and kissed him deeply before pulling back and asking "wanna try another round? You can ride me if you'd like or we can do doggy style."

Crow kissed him back before the kiss was broken "whatever you want."

"Mount up than" Monty said with a soft smile "condom and lube first though."

"Alright" Crow said taking the condom he had off and dropping it in the trash first before he grabbed the new one and tore it open "why do we keep using condoms? It's not like we have anything"

"Habit" Monty said giving another moan as Crow rolled it on "and in this case easier clean up. If you wanna stop using them when we get home we can"

Crow shrugged as he poured lube on and stroking him a bit earning another moan "doesn't matter to me"

Monty shrugged in return before saying "you know what hands and knees, I wanna touch you back."

"Alright" Crow said doing as told

Monty smiled sitting up before he got got behind crow and pressed against into him slowly Giving another moan he knew he wasn't gonna last long but he didn't care at this moment.

Crow moaned and squeezed the blanket.

Monty moaned giving Crow his moment as he started rubbing his back before he started with a slow pace.

Crow moaned loud and panted again gasping every now and again.

Monty smiled and just kept it thrusting and working on Crow's back. He gave a moan as he came quickly. He pulled out and asked "want me to finish getting you off?"

"No I'm fine" crow said giving a yawn "let's get some sleep."

"Alright" monty said kissing his back laying down and trashing the condom.

Crow rolled over and pressed into him "I love you"

"I love you too" Monty said kissing his head

They both dozed off together

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