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I come bearing your gift for the @loveinwayhaven exchange! Thank you for waiting this long, but I hope it’s worth the wait. Hope you like it 💖

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Fall for Unit Bravo Day 8: Photo

I had to make a mock Polaroid for this one, I really did! I’d like to imagine Felix is happy to have something replace Mason’s other photo he has...

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Fall for UB Day 16: Rain

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Pairing: Mason/Detective Xing “X” Volkov

Word count: 640

The rain always brought with it pain for Xing and Mason.

For Xing, it caused his back to hurt, old injuries causing new aches and pains. For Mason, it caused all of his joints to tingle and burn uncomfortably, the shifting in barometric pressure even worse on his over-sensitive joints.

The two of them could not be considered cheerful on the best of days, but on rainy days, the two of them became downright insufferable. They were both grouchier and more sarcastic, with their only solaces being a warm bath and the embrace of the other.

Mason would never outright admit it, but he liked having his hair played with. Something about the feeling of X gently running his hand through his hair was utterly peaceful to him, helping to melt away the stress of the rest of the world and bring everything down to the one focal point of him and nothing else; which is why, as the rain pattered against the window outside, Mason felt oddly at peace with X stroking his hair. His nerves felt duller than they would, the pain of the rain being slowly washed away with each gentle carding of X's fingers through his hair.

He let his arm wrap slightly tighter around his waist, noting the happy hum that X let out and the way his entire being seemed just as utterly content as Mason did. He still seemed like he was in pain somewhat, but he seemed as at peace as he could be at the moment, occasionally humming bits and pieces of one of his favorite songs in a way that Mason knew he did when he was happy.

It was almost strange to the vampire how much just being in one another's presence could help when it came to the pain. Perhaps it was having a distraction, or simply the fact that they both knew what the other one was going through. Whatever it was, Mason knew that he was more than happy for X's presence, and for the gentle way he played with his hair as they lay there, embracing one another in such a soft, intimate embrace that Felix would certainly have a field day if he could see the two of them together right now.

Mason could still smell the rain and hear it against the windows, but the sounds and smells didn't grate on him the way that they normally would. Instead, he was comforted by X's smell-- cinnamon and patchouli, a spicy and smoky in a way that nearly left his head spinning; the only sound he was interested in was the deep, rumbling sound of X's humming, and the soft sound of his breathing.

He knew that X felt calm and content as well, able to smell it in his scent, (and also just knowing him well enough, though he wouldn't admit that to anyone but himself.) The human was still hurting; still fragile in a way that worried Mason in the back of his mind, but he was happy. Though he had no idea why, exactly, Xing truly appreciated having him around, no matter what it is the two of them happened to be doing. His soft humming quieted and quieted, tapering off in a way that meant that he was falling asleep, finally comfortable enough to do so.

Mason didn't need as much sleep as the others, but even he felt the soft tugs of tiredness creeping into the edges of his mind. Normally, he wouldn't be caught dead cuddling someone like this, much less falling asleep in their arms, but there was something about X that was different enough that this time, he couldn't bring himself to care.

He did care, of course, when Felix framed a photo of the two of them sleeping together, but that was another issue entirely.

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Fall for UB: Day 7-- Combat

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Pairing: Adam du Mortain/Detective Xing “X” Volkov

Word Count: 802

Xing was not a fighter.

He could handle himself in a fight, that much was true. And he was often smart enough to gain a tactical advantage over his foes, using whatever technology he had on hand to defend himself against his opponents.

None of that mattered, however, when going up against Adam. For starters, Adam was eleven inches taller than him, and pure muscle— whereas X was much leaner.

Normally, being smaller would give X the advantage of being faster than his opponent, and therefore harder to hit. But with Adam’s vampiric speed, that advantage was gone completely.

That didn’t matter, though, he told himself. He just needed to get a hit on Adam, to prove that he could. To prove that the training hadn’t been for nothing— to prove that he wasn’t useless simply because he was human.

He wasn’t sure if he was grateful that Adam wasn’t going easy on him, or if he despised it. It felt like going up against a genuine target, which he knew would help his training— but it also made it that much harder to actually get a hit in.

He tried hitting underneath Adam’s ribs, and was swatted away like it was nothing. He tried his neck— doing his best not to think about the strong lines of it, and how they’d feel under his touch. He continued over and over, throwing punches (and a few defiant kicks) that didn’t come anywhere close to hitting. Every time, Adam batted him away, like he was just an annoying fly.

One thing, X noticed, was that Adam adamantly avoided hitting X’s back, where he knew the old injury still occasionally throbbed and ached.

He was making sure not to hurt him, even as X came at him with everything he had.

It made X’s face heat up, and he stormed back over to take another water break. He barely even registered the conversation he was having with Adam, too busy thinking about how thoughtful he was being while kicking his ass.

He did notice, however, how distracted Adam got when a single drop of water slid down his chest.

“You know what?” He said, smirking softly. “It’s really hot in here. You’re already shirtless, so let’s even it out, hm?”

Adam watched him take his shirt off like a man experiencing his first religious experience, and X grinned in triumph. “Much better. Again.”

As it turns out, operation “Fluster Adam to the Point of Landing a Hit on Him” was a complete failure. He was able to attempt a few more defiant hits before his back started to give out, and he hit the mat with a soft groan.

Nothing could have prepared him in that moment for Adam straddling him, though.

“Giving up won’t help you learn,” Adam said, though X barely heard it through the rushing of blood in his ears. Their hips were almost touching, both of them sweeping their gaze up and down the other’s form.

A plan coalesced in his brain as Adam’s body stiffened in shock at their position— one where he could finally gain the upper hand.

It was far easier than he thought to roll them over so that he was the one on top. He reveled in the way Adam’s previously steady breath turned heavy, thanking the universe that he had a photographic memory— this was truly a sight he never wanted to forget, especially as his body angled to close the gap between them in a way that made him feel like he’d just won the lottery.

“Adam...” X purred, sending a shiver through Adam’s body that caused him to let out a low, wanting growl.

X resolved, somewhere deep in the back of his mind, to hear that sound as much as he possibly could. He reached a hand out to Adam, thrilled at the tension between them finally breaking—

“Don’t.” Adam whispered, sounding like a plea that he himself didn’t even want. X froze, and Adam pushed him off, all but springing to his feet in an attempt to put as much distance between them as he could.

Mason entered the room, and X wasn’t quite sure how to feel about his entrance. He was glad to have a buffer between the tension and the training, but he wished that he and Adam could spend more time together, and maybe talk like people for once.

“Take over training.” Adam practically barked, slamming the door open so hard that it broke.

X signed, adding ‘training room door’ to his ever-growing mental list of things that Adam had broken.

More than anything, X worried that there was one, final thing he’d have to add to the ‘broken by Adam’ list, if he kept playing at whatever sort of game he was playing—

His heart.

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Fall for UB Day 2– Dead

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Pairing: Mason/Detective Xing “X” Volkov

Word Count: 723

I wanted to try and do something a little more fun with this prompt, since I’m sure everyone else is already working on that sweet, sweet angst!

“No, no, no!” Xing groaned, storming back into the office like a small hurricane. “I can’t believe this!”

“What’s wrong, detective?” Adam asked, a blond brow arching in his signature expression.

“She’s dead!” He yelled, and all four members of Unit Bravo instantly stiffened— staring at him with looks of confusion and concern.

“Who’s dead?” Nate asked.

“Umbra!” He responded, as he began to pace in distress.

There was silence from Unit Bravo, watching X as he continued his pacing, lighting a cigarette— apparently ignoring his own rule of “no smoking in my goddamn office.”

Then, Mason spoke.

“...Are you talking about your stupid car?”

“Yes!” X responded, noting the way that everyone seemed to relax at that. “I knew it was going to happen sooner or later, but I didn’t expect her to go so soon!”

“It’s a car, Detective.” Adam said, his tone full of confusion (and not-so-subtle disapproval).

“Hey, some of us need our cars to get to places. With a back like mine I can’t exactly walk everywhere all the time, and I’m not nearly as fast as you all are.”

“I don’t know, handsome, you can be pretty fast when I’m—”

“Well!” Nate interrupted, not letting Mason get the chance to finish his obvious innuendo. “You mentioned you were saving up for a motorcycle, didn’t you? At least now you’ll have an excuse to buy one!”

X seemed to muse it over for a moment, before nodding. “There’s that, at least. I have enough for the bike I was looking at, though I’ll have to wait to buy some of the nicer upgrades for a while— stupid small town detective salary.”

“Personally, I’m glad that car’s dead! It seems safer for you to be driving, well, anything else.” Felix chuckled, half-surprised when no one chastised him for the statement.

“The vehicle did seem to be in a rather unsafe condition.” Adam agreed. “It’s better that it died while you were trying to leave the office than while you were on the road.”

“Yeah, yeah, I get it. Everyone hated Umbra, it was a hazard to my safety, so on and so forth.” X rolled his eyes, finishing the cigarette and putting it out on the bottom of his boot. “Mason especially complained about it all the time— well, he seemed to hate every part of it except the back seat.”

“...Shit.” Mason groaned. “I never got you into that backseat before the car died.”

“Now you get why I was so upset! Or, well, part of it!” X sighed. “I had plans for that car, but it isn’t salvageable at this point. Well, parts of it, maybe. The rest of it will have to be scrapped.”

“It’s about time.” Felix muttered, but Mason didn’t seem to hear him.

“The car may not be going anywhere, but that doesn’t mean we won’t have an opportunity to give it a... proper send off.”

“Oh, really?” X asked, smirking as he raised his eyebrows. “Years of hating that car and everything it stood for, and now you want to give it a ‘proper send off?’”

“Hey, it took care of you for a long time. That’s worth something.” Mason shrugged, oblivious to the stunned looks the other three were giving him. “Besides, I spent so long trying to get you into that backseat, and I can’t exactly do that if you’ve got a motorcycle.”

“Great observation, sunshine.” X grinned, looking like the very picture of mischief. “Motorcycles don’t have back seats.”

Mason growled, and Felix burst into laughter. X puffed his chest out slightly, all five-foot-two of him looking smug and proud enough that Mason wanted nothing more than to wipe that grin off of his face.

“But, well, I’m not going to discuss that sort of thing in front of the rest of Unit Bravo, and not in my office. It’s called not safe for *work* for a reason, isn’t it?” X grinned, slowly making his way to the door.

“I’ll be outside. If you can find one last way to try to get me into that backseat, then I’m more than up for a final attempt.”

Mason followed him out, moving faster than he had in a very, very long time.

And if he was genuinely excited by the idea? Then that was no one’s business but his own.

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Fall for UB Day 1— Write

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Pairing: Platonic M!UB/Detective Xing “X” Volkov, implied Mason/Detective and Best friends Adam/Detective

Word count: 1,074

Xing was always writing, scribbling things down in small notebooks that he kept with him. Whether they were at a crime scene or simply relaxing in the warehouse, he seemed to always have some sort of observation that needed writing down. He went through notebooks and pens almost as fast as Adam went through training dummies (when he wasn’t bothering to hold himself back, he would argue).

Felix, being the curious (and frankly, nosy) man he was, decided that he needed to know exactly what it was that he was always writing. Was he making up some sort of scandalous story about them, using real-life events to affect his story? Was he writing down all of the hilarious things that Felix said? Was he making a list of every item of his Adam had broken? Well, Felix knew the last one was true, as X always reacted intensely any time Adam broke anything he owned.

Felix smiled at that— X and Adam were best friends, through neither of them would admit it. Despite all of their bickering— and Adam’s disapproval of X and Mason’s... relationship, they both obviously cared for each other.

Which was likely one of the reasons that Adam was holding X’s journal out of Felix’s reach, trying to stop him from his pursuit of knowledge.

“We can’t invade the Detective’s privacy like that, Felix.” He stated, tone suggesting no room for argument.

Of course, that had never stopped Felix before.

“Come on, Adam, just a peek? I promise I won’t tell him! It’ll be our little secret, I swear!”

“I said no. His journals are his own, and we are not going to look inside them merely to satiate our own curiosity.”

“So you admit you’re curious!” Felix grinned, eyes twinkling with mischief as Adam’s own eyes widened, if only for a second.

“That’s not— no. Whatever he writes in here is personal, and as such I have no need to know what it is.”

As they continued going back and forth, the door swung open, and Nate and Mason both walked in. Adam turned to look at them (likely worrying that X was with them for a moment), and Felix took that as his opportunity.

Felix was but a flash of movement as he grabbed the journal out of his hands, opening it and making his way to the opposite end of the room as fast as he possibly could.

Finally, he’d know what it is that X had been writing all this time. He stared down at the page, and—

“Felix!” Adam yelled, storming over, snatching the journal out of his hands with such force that he almost tore it in half.

“It’s fine, Adam, it’s not like I’m going to learn anything anyways. It’s...”

“Illegible.” Adam finished, before closing the journal, as if that would stop him from admitting he’d read it.

“Oh, come on. X’s handwriting might be fancy and stupid, but it’s not illegible.” Mason rolled his eyes, and both men turned to look at him in surprise.

“Give it here.” He stated, and Adam was too shocked to resist Mason tugging the journal out of his hands and opening it.

A deep frown creased Mason’s brow as he let out a soft growl of confusion. “This is fucking unreadable.”

“That’s what we’ve been saying!” Felix pouted, crossing his arms.

“Surely it can’t be that bad?” Nate asked, though he was starting to think otherwise, simply based on the looks the other three were giving him.

“Here.” Mason shoved the journal into Nate’s hands, running his hand through his hair as he did so.

Nate stared at the page for a second before his eyes lit up in recognition. “This is Russian Cursive.” He stated, causing all three of the other vampires to make various confused noises at him. “I knew that X spoke Russian, but I didn’t know he knew the cursive script for it as well. Truly, our detective is full of surprises.”

“You mean that’s not just scribbles?” Felix asked, eyes widening.

“No, it’s n—”

“What does it say? What does it say?” Felix grinned, practically bouncing in place.

“Felix!” Adam interjected. “We’ve been over this.”

“It’s observations about us.” Nate said, smiling softly. “This page has notes on to tell when we’re upset, based on body language and tone.”

“That’s...” Mason began, confusion making him frown once more, before it turned into a lazy smirk. “He sure spends a lot of time watching us, then. It’d be a lot better if he watched me—”

“Yes, Xing is very considerate!” Nate interrupted, giving Mason a disapproving glare. “He very obviously cares about us, underneath that sarcastic exterior of his.”

“You’re just mad that his jokes about you are all true, Natey.” Felix grinned, and Nate only rolled his eyes.

Then they all froze.

Coming down the hallway, they could hear the soft jingling of X’s jewelry and his familiar heartbeat. Felix raced to put the journal back where he had found it, and the other three did their best to look casual— to varying levels of success.

X walked in, taking his seat before giving them all one of his signature, charming smiles. “You all look like you’ve seen a ghost— well, more like if a human saw a ghost, I suppose.” He chuckled, and the tension in the room eased slightly.

That is, until his eyes fell on his notebook, and he picked it up. He flipped through some of the pages, watching as a few fluttered out, torn where Adam had grabbed it previously.

“So. Adam.” He stated, voice devoid of emotion as Adam stiffened. “You obviously weren’t the one to grab this first, so who did it?”

“I—that is—”

“We all did, Xing, and we all apologize, isn't that right?” Nate said, earning nods from Adam and Felix and a non-committal grunt from Mason.

(Mason’s eyes, however, conveyed a silent apology that he would deny to his grave and back.)

“Well...” X chuckled, playing with one of his necklaces gently. “I suppose I need to be more careful with these. Can’t have my secrets spilled everywhere, now can I?”

“I know something you could spill everywhere.” Mason grinned at him.

X grinned back as Nate started off on a tangent of how crass and vulgar Mason was. Opening his notebook, he made himself another note on a new page—

“These four are insufferable. They’re lucky I love them so much.”

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Detective Xing “X” Volkov, Wayhaven P.D.

Template by @/denerims! I wanted to get a reference for Xing done given how much I’m going to be talking about him!

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Aesthetic: Detective Xing “X” Volkov, Human Liason to Unit Bravo

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Fall for UB Day 3-- Autumn

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Pairing: Platonic M!UB/Detective Xing “X” Volkov, implied Mason/Detective

Word Count: 649

Xing invites Unit Bravo to join him in one of his autumn traditions.

"You know, I'm surprised that you'd want to go to a carnival again, considering what happened the last time you went to one." Felix said, earning him a sideways glare from Xing.

"It's an autumn tradition."

"You've never seemed much for tradition, Detective." Adam noted, and X shrugged.

"It's one of the few things I've always done my whole life. Rebecca and my father were always busy with work, but no matter what, we'd go to a carnival at least once a year." He replied, voice full of a typically foreign emotion; nostalgia.

"Quite the family bonding experience, then." Nate smiled, more than happy to hear X talk about his mother in a way that didn't involve him complaining.

X nodded. "Exactly. Why do you think I wanted you all to come with me?"

There was a brief pause as the four vampires absorbed his statement, each of them happy about it in their own ways (regardless of whether or not they'd actually admit it).

"Aww, you care about us!" Felix grinned, pulling X into a hug, which he returned after a few seconds.

"Wow, what ever gave you that idea, Felix? Was it me constantly risking my life to protect you, or the fact that I wanted to take you all to a carnival with me?"

Felix laughed, gently swatting at X's shoulder in what could be considered an impression of a punch. "You called us family."

"Of course I did. You're all stuck with me, and you all care about me-- even Adam." He grinned, laughing as Adam crossed his arms.

"Of course I care about you, Detective. You're a part of the team." Adam responded, and Felix let out a noise of disbelief.

"What have you *done* to everyone, X? First you get Mason to obey you--"

"Obey?" Mason growled out, responding to the phrase the same exact way as the first time Felix had said it. "And now you get Adam to admit that he cares about you? You've really thrown everything off, here!"

"Xing is known for being charming. It's only natural that we have all grown to appreciate that charm in our own ways." Nate stated, doing his best to mediate before Felix got himself into more trouble than it was really worth.

"Does part of appreciating that charm include partaking in my autumn tradition?" X asked hopefully.

"I would be happy to. It would be nice to see what they've done with the place, if nothing else." Nate smiled.

"I loved the carnival! It'd be great to go back!" Felix said, all but bouncing in excitement.

"Ugh, count me out." Mason groaned, rolling his eyes. "I'd rather not have every sense of mine put on full blast."

"I knew you'd say that." X shrugged. "Would it change your mind if I told you I'd make it worth your while?"

The two stared at each other for a second, having a silent debate with their eyes. Eventually, Mason smirked, leaning back against the wall further.

"You make a compelling argument." He stated. "I suppose I can tag along."

"I will go as well, of course." Adam added, half just as an attempt to redirect the silent conversation between Mason and Xing from becoming a verbal one.

"Do you think we can get Rebecca to join us, too?" Felix asked, eyes sparkling.

"We haven't gone together in a while, but our relationship is..." X paused, as if the sentence physically hurt to get out. "...Better, since I met you all. I'm sure that she'd come if we asked her to."

"You know what that means, everyone? We're gonna have our first official Unit Family outing!!" Felix grinned almost impossibly wide, ignoring Mason's fake-offended scoff.

"'Unit Family?' Really? Could you get any more cheesy?"

"Probably."

They all laughed at that; each of them in their own way more than happy to consider themselves "Unit Family."

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25 (Holi)Days of Wayhaven

Day 3: Comfort

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Pairing: poly!UB/Detective Xing “X” Volkov

Word count: 1,017

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Being a detective could take a lot out of a person.

Cases didn’t always go as planned, from Xing’s opening case being a grisly double-murder to the ever-ongoing slew of supernatural incidents he found himself attached to.

He was a diligent worker, but he could only burn the candle at both ends for so long before the flames flickered and died out. He knew this, and yet he continued to work through it, his emotional walls growing thinner as the days on the case grew longer.

In his mind, it made perfect sense— save the breakdown for after the work, so that way he could be as productive as possible.

Unit Bravo didn’t see it that way, though.

As they arrived at the warehouse, done with work for the day, they could feel how worn out he was; how close he was to breaking. They could smell it on him, the normal cinnamon and patchouli scent blanketed with sorrow. It was so intense that they nearly felt they could drown in it with him.

There was no way they were going to let him stay like that.

“Xing...” Nate started, looking at him with a sympathetic look in his eyes, opening his arms.

That was all it took— X practically flung himself into his arms, burying his face into Nate’s chest with a shaky sigh.

As he sighed, the rest of UB also seemed to sigh in relief, knowing that at least now he was confronting some of his emotions.

Felix came up behind X, wrapping his arms around him so that he was sandwiched in-between the two men. “You know you’re allowed to take breaks, right babe? We don’t want you to overwork yourself, even if you are the reason most of the actual work gets done around here!”

Adam shot Felix a sideways glance, but said nothing, knowing better than to start an argument when X was like this.

“I know, but... I can’t let everyone down. I owe it to the people involved in the crimes to solve them, and I owe it to Rebecca to do something useful for her.” He admitted, face still buried in Nate’s chest as the taller man stroked his hair gently.

“Agent Volkov doesn’t expect you to be ‘useful’.” Adam began, noting the sharp glare that Nate threw his way before continuing, “She expects you to be her son— having you back in her life is all she’s wanted. You are already doing more than enough.”

“Still, I need to be useful to the people around me. I can’t... I can’t just do nothing.” X added, voice shaky.

“Overworking yourself is only going to make it harder to do that, handsome. What happens if you pass out at a crime scene because you worked yourself to that point?” Mason commented, moving closer to the others.

“Mason has a point.” Nate agreed, much to Mason’s surprise. “You deserve rest, and overworking yourself will only make things worse in the long run.”

“Plus, you’re trapped now!” Felix grinned, placing a soft kiss on X’s neck. “We’re gonna make sure that you stay here and take care of yourself.”

“I’m guessing I don’t get a say in the matter?” X asked, but his tone was light, and Unit Bravo could feel and even smell the change in his attitude.

“That you do not.” Nate chuckled, coaxing a small laugh out of X in return. “We will take care of you until you feel better. Simply ask for it, and it is yours.”

“Even if I asked for... a kiss from Adam?” X grinned mischievously, staring at Adam with a challenging look on his face.

Adam’s face flushed slightly, but he walked over to X anyways, waiting for him to untangle himself from Nate and Felix before bending down slightly, kissing him so gently that it seemed as if their lips barely touched. X huffed slightly, kissing Adam back properly, reveling in the soft gasp and gentle shudder that it drew from him.

When they pulled apart, Adam whispered something soft to X— he almost missed it, but he recognized the phrase from Adam’s trip to the hospital:

“Tu omnia.”

X smiled at him, kissing the corner of his lip, and repeating the phrase back to him— knowing fully well that Adam hadn’t expected him to hear or understand him, much less return the sentiment.

“Aww, I’m kinda jealous now!” Felix huffed, breaking the two of them out of the spell they had found themselves under. “I want kisses from X, too!”

Mason made a general grunt of agreement, smirking at X in a way that let him know he felt the same way as Felix.

“Come here then, lover boy. You too, sunshine.” X smiled, gesturing for the two of them to come over and receive their kisses, which they both happily did.

Felix sighed happily after his kiss, hugging X again and nuzzling his face into his neck for a moment, more than content to bask in the smell of a much happier X.

Mason’s kisses were needier, messier than the others. X’s tongue piercing almost hit Mason’s teeth in the eagerness of it, but the two of them knew each other better than that, and were able to easily avoid such an occurrence.

“Darling,” X began, watching Nate perk up at the pet name. “Everyone has given me a kiss except for you. Care to remedy that?”

“It would be my pleasure.” Nate responded, kissing X with such an intimate gentleness that the two of them seemed to completely melt into it, even if only for the briefest of moments.

Surrounded by the ones he loved, X let himself truly relax, for the first time in as long as he could remember. He didn’t feel the need to burn himself out, or to work on his cases non-stop until they were solved. All he felt the need to do was love those around him, and be loved in turn.

And while he might not have been the best at taking care of himself, he was very good at that.

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25 (Holi)days of Wayhaven

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Pairing: poly!UB/Detective

Words: 697

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As vampires, the members of Unit Bravo didn’t need much sleep. A few hours a day was enough to suffice, so mornings tended to start very early for them, at about two or three.

That was, until Xing joined them.

Though he wouldn’t admit it to anyone, X was a cuddler. It was easiest for him to fall asleep in someone’s arms, or with someone in his.

Unit Bravo was more than happy to comply, taking turns sleeping with their detective. On rare occasions, all of them would sleep together in Nate’s bed— which was large and lavish enough for them all to fit in together comfortably.

Today was one such occasion.

X woke up softly in-between Mason and Nate, inhaling their comforting scents as he buried himself a little further into Mason’s chest.

“Morning, handsome. I see you’re finally awake.” Mason commented, giving X’s hip a comforting squeeze.

“Not my fault you vampires wake up at unholy hours of the morning. Some of us need sleep, you know.” X responded, trailing off slightly as he began to descend back into sleep.

“X, dearest?” Nate asked softly, running a hand through X’s hair. “It’s six in the morning. If you get up now, we should have time to stop by Haley’s Bakery before we head to the station.”

X perked up at the mention of coffee, groggily sitting up and rubbing at his eyes with a soft yawn.

“Mm, alright. Please tell me that Felix isn’t still hogging the bathroom this morning?”

“Oh, I would never!” Felix fake gasped, sitting up on the bed fast enough that X jumped at the motion, before softly growling at him.

“Hey, I don’t wake up looking as hot as I normally am. But I guess you all know that, since you just woke up with me.” He chuckled.

“You always look breathtaking, X. You make my heart skip a beat every time you smile at me, or even so much as look my way.” Nate smiled at him, the smile only growing wider as a soft flush crept up X’s neck and onto his cheeks.

“It’s true.” Mason commented, a playful smirk on his lips. “His heartbeat gets so loud it’s near-deafening.”

“You say that as if yours doesn’t do the exact same thing.” Adam commented, surprising the other four men as the ghost of a playful look crossed his face for just a moment.

“Well, I know he really gets my heart racing when—“

“Please, it’s so early in the morning. Can we at least wait until later?” Nate sighed.

“What?” Mason grinned, though no part of it could be described as ‘innocent.’ “That’s one way to wake him up.”

“We have to be at work in an hour, sunshine, and you know that’s not enough time.” X smiled back, getting up and making his way to the bathroom.

Once he had gotten dressed and brushed his teeth, he returned to find them all staring at him, varying levels of anticipation on their faces. He chuckled, giving each of them their customary good morning kiss before grabbing his jacket.

They were able to make it to Haley’s to grab X coffee and a pastry (as well as some tea for Nate) in time to arrive at work on time, the five men working in perfect harmony as their morning began in earnest.

Though X’s mornings started several hours later than the rest of Unit Bravo, they never truly started their mornings without him. They would always wait for him to wake up, holding him and feeling his heart beating against their skin— his breath rising and falling as he slowly woke up and stared at them like they were his entire world.

Mornings used to be an insignificant and hectic part of Unit Bravo’s routine, the vampires only operating on their schedule for the human’s convenience.

But after X joined them, they all found themselves enjoying the mornings more, finding happiness in the routine and the love that he brought to all of them, and to those first few hours of the day.

Xing taught them how to love a variety of things, and mornings were one of them.

#wayhaven monthly #specialist agent mason #Specialist agent m #nathaniel sewell #nate sewell #n sewell #felix hauville #f hauville #adam du mortain #a du mortain #the wayhaven chronicles #oc: xing volkov #cigarettes and strawberries || xing volkov #xing volkov #mlm #25hwh #25 (holi)days of wayhaven

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Fall for UB Day 9– Jacket

Since X is eleven inches shorter than Adam, so I can imagine he probably looked very small in his jacket in that first scene in book one!

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Fall for UB Day 6-- Carousel

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Pairing: Mason/Detective Xing “X” Volkov

Word Count: 482

A look at the carousel scene from Xing’s perspective.

“You know,” Xing said, ‘innocently’ wriggling himself just a little further back into Mason. “This wasn’t the kinda ride I was hoping for from you.”

"Right now, handsome. Me neither." Mason let out a long breath, tinged with the slightest hint of a growl— causing X to smirk in silent triumph.

"Can I hold on?" He asked, his warm breath on X’s exposed collarbone making him shiver as he nodded in a way he hoped wouldn’t come across as too eager.

Mason’s hands wrapped around his hips to tug him further into his lap, and he let out a breathless laugh at the sudden motion.

"This is even better," he purred, the sound causing all rational thoughts in his brain to static.

He leaned back against Mason, humming happily as he let the feeling of the carousel and of being in Mason’s arms wash over him.

Maybe, if he pretended that his heart was beating so fast because of the motion of the carousel, he could ignore how good it felt to be held in Mason’s arms like this, and how much he wished that they could stay like this.

Mason’s hands slid to rest on X’s inner thighs, and every thought but one left his brain, every nerve in his body seemingly located where those hands were resting.

Mason paused, like he was checking to see if X was okay with the movement. Chuckling huskily, he nodded, leaning back far enough into Mason that he could feel his heartbeat— and feeling Mason lean forward, the two of them now completely pressed together.

"This part of you is very tempting…," Mason said, lips almost touching his neck. "May I?"

“While I'm not exactly sure the carousel was supposed to inspire those kinds of thoughts," X grinned. "I would very much like if you did."

Mason’s lips touched his skin, right over the remnants of his scar from Murphy’s attack. If he were in a more coherent state of mind, he would have wondered why it was Mason was covering up Murphy’s touch with his own— why he cared so much.

As the kiss lingered, a shaky breath left X. He was normally so composed when it came to this sort of thing, but the sheer intimacy of the moment had his head spinning— an intimacy he’d never known, not even with Bobby.

Mason drew back, and X chased the touch, letting out a disappointed noise.

"Looks like the ride's over," Mason said, chuckling lowly— the sound doing nothing to help with X’s current state.

Mason got off of the carousel and threw him a satisfied smirk, one that X was much slower to reciprocate than normal.

As he got up and followed him, he did his best to pretend that the thoughts making his head spin were anything except what it would feel like to be held by Mason and kissed again.

#fallforub #fallforunitbravo #Specialist Agent Mason #Specialist Agent M #cigarettes and strawberries || xing volkov #xing volkov #oc: xing volkov

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Summer in Wayhaven Day 1: Vacation

Word count: 818

Pairing: poly!UB

Rating: T for innuendo, very slight language

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“It’s summer. It’s not supposed to be cold.” Mason grumbled, folding his arms.

“It is not cold, sunshine. It’s fifty degrees and windy— hardly what I would call cold.” Xing responded, rolling his eyes fondly. “Then again, I suppose your vampire senses make everything more intense, hm?”

“You should know that very well by this point.” Mason smirked, though it didn’t stop the way he shivered as another gust of wind blew past. “Hell of a vacation spot you picked, handsome.”

“You should feel honored that I chose to bring you all with me on my yearly trip. The only person who has been to Russia with me is Rebecca, and she stopped taking me when I was a teenager.”

“Well, you've got a new family to bring with you now!” Felix beamed, and X smiled back at him.

“That I do. Hence the reason you all are with me now. I must say, though, some of you seem to fit in more than others.” He chuckled, gesturing vaguely over to Adam.

“And what is that supposed to mean, Xing?” Adam raised an eyebrow, though there wasn’t any real accusation in the expression.

“You’re the most suited for the cold out of everyone here.”

“Suuuuuuure, that’s what you meant.” Felix snickered, and Mason let out a quiet exhale that X had come to learn was a laugh, too.

“While it might not be perfect summer weather for you all, that doesn’t mean we can’t all relax. I could even get a fire started if you wanted. Or…” he trailed off.

“Or what? You need to use your words, handsome.”

Instead of saying anything else, X simply went over to Mason and laid on top of him, waiting for him to readjust; once he settled and wrapped an arm around him, X gestured for the others to join him.

Felix happily joined the cuddle pile, followed by Nate a few moments later. Mason grumbled something about how he wasn’t that cold, but he didn’t move from his spot.

The only one who hadn’t joined them was Adam— still looking outside the window of the cabin like he was waiting for something to attack them at any given moment.

“Adam du Mortain.” X started, unable to stop himself from chuckling slightly at the way he reacted to his full name. “I did not jump through an infinite series of hoops and literally put myself in mortal peril for you to not cuddle me on the one vacation I could convince you to take.”

“That…” Adam began, his brow furrowing. “I never asked you to do any o—”

“Yes, yes, I know. Now can you please abandon those monster and martyr complexes for a while and come here?” He rolled his eyes, gesturing for Adam to come join them. He did so reluctantly, but seemed to relax once Nate brought him in closer to them, wrapping an arm around his waist.

“See? This is much better.” X sighed happily. “We normally don’t get the time to do this. Everyone is always working on something, so we just don’t have the time. I’m glad we managed to get a vacation to just… get away. There’s nothing to bother us here— nothing we couldn’t handle, at the least.”

“I couldn’t agree more. I’m so glad you decided to allow us to come with you, Xing.” Nate smiled.

“Yeah! This might not be the most exciting place, but it’s still nice to get away with you.” Felix agreed.

“Felix!” Nate reprimanded.

“What? I’m just saying.”

“If you really want excitement, I’m sure I could think of something.” X smirked.

“And what exactly are you offering, handsome?” Mason replied, returning X’s smirk with one of his own.

“Depends on what you all are in the mood for. It’s going to be warmer tomorrow, so we could go to the beach. I also know this city nearly as well as I know Wayhaven— so I could show you every little spot that most missed. Or… we could just spend time here and find other ways to entertain ourselves.”

“I vote for the last one. It’s too damn cold for me to want to leave this now.” Mason said, gesturing to the others who had now gathered around him and X.

“No problem. But you do all owe me a beach trip at some point.”

“Sounds great!” Felix beamed. “I can’t wait to go with you all. I don’t know if we’ve ever been to the beach together as a family.”

The five continued to talk about nothing in particular for hours, still wrapped together in a casual but still incredibly affectionate embrace. Though they didn’t venture out that night, spending time with one another without anything being expected of them made their vacation already feel more than worth it— spending time together, as a family, made them all feel at home no matter where they went.

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This absolute monster of a piece was for @wayhavensummer ‘s Camping prompt! It was supposed to be a simple drawing at first but hey, sometimes drawings just get away from you, huh?

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If your detective is on artfight this year reblog this and add them!! Friendly fire or not I want to get to as many as I can

(My detective is here)

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