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vannybarber · 3 years

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The Prenup

Summary: After four years of being together and finally being engaged, Chris wants you to sign a prenup.

Chris Evans x Reader

Warnings: angst, swearing, chris getting his ass handed to him, a lot of pain.

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Scrounging through the little desk in the corner of Chris and you's bedroom, you hear him let out a boisterous laugh.

He was watching some movie and there was a certain part that he found so hilarious. After 4 years of watching it with him constantly, you still don't get what's so funny. But it makes him happy so that's what matters.

You were searching for the wine opener so Scott could get his middle-aged-4-kids-divorcee vibe on. You cleaned the other day and stuck it in there after a nightly dose of freakydeaky from Chris, which consisted of wine, whipped cream, and a many different forms of chocolate.

After what seemed like forever, you find the corkscrew and grin at your accomplishment. You take one more look in the drawer out of habit and you spot a big orange envelope with Chris' name on it. Being the nosy curious person you are, you take the envelope out and get a good look at it. You see the words Prenuptial Agreement in bold and your heart drops.

Chris had proposed to you 9 months ago and you were happy beyond words. After being together for 4 years, he finally put away his commitment troubles and made you his fianceé. And now you find out he's going to get you to sign a prenup. A fucking prenup.

You look around the room at loss for words. You were angry, hurt and confused. After 4 years of being together, he doesn't have faith in his own judgment that you guys would be together forever? You both have been through literally everything. There isn't one thing you don't know about each other. Your relationship was rare and it was special.

After moments of contemplation, you decide you would confront him on it. There's no way you could carry on the night and sleep after this. Not until you get your answers. Closing the drawer, you take a sharp breath and exhale before walking out the room. You get back to the dining table where Lisa and his siblings surrounded.

"Here you go Scott" you say slamming the corkscrew on the table in front of him. He looks up at you, puzzled. You glance at him then at Chris and he's looking at you just the same. Evidently your tone matched your movements because everyone went silent. You draw back and put both hands behind your back and huff.

"Babe, are you alright?" It was Christopher talking to you now. Your attention goes to him and your lips are in a thin line. Refraining from blowing up at him, you force smile on your face and change your tone of voice.

"What do you mean, honey? I'm fine." You should leave the acting to Chris honestly. That's definitely not your field of expertise. Shifting on your right foot, you stare at him. He shuffles and tilts his head with a knowing look.

"Spill it Y/N. What's up?"

"The flames when I burn this damn house down." So much for not blowing up. You snatch the envelope in front of you and chuck it on the table. Everyone watches the exchange and the envelope fly to the table. All their faces change from confusion to shock and even more confusion.

Chris didn't even need to look down to know it was the prenup. His eyes went from you to the wall. Guilt written all over it, you almost wish you gave a shit. You wonder how long he was going to keep this hidden from you. No need to wonder now.

"You want to explain to me why you have a prenup?" You place your hand on your hip and roll your neck at him.

"I got that for us."

You swear to everything you wanted to lunge at him right then and there. 'I got that for us'. Why do people always use that excuse for everything? They weren't thinking about you, just themselves and expected you to go along with it.

"You got it for us? I know you didn't do this on your own. Who put you up to it?" You look around the room. Scott has his hands up shaking his head. Carly and Shanna both let out a quiet "not me". You look at Lisa who had this look of hurt.

"Chris, you tell me everything. How did I not know about this? Why didn't you tell me?" Well now you know she didn't suggest it. You feel slightly guilty for letting it cross your mind, but you had your reasons.

"Ma, I had my reasons. I kept it hidden because I didn't know how I felt about it myself" he says rubbing his face and fixing his hair under his cap. Still didn't answer your question.

"Christopher, who put you up to this? Tell me now!" You're getting fired up by the minute. You have an idea who it could be too.

"Megan. She thought that it would be smart to consider. Just to protect me."

"Megan." Your voice is laced with absolute venom. "You know Chris, she does a good job keeping you out of trouble and bullshit so you're not all over the tabloids, but sometimes, her ass is too much!"

Chris is never in the news for anything negative. He's always minding his business and moving quietly. Megan is a great publicist, but she can be pretty overbearing about his personal life. She gave you side eye for like the entire first year of you guys' relationship.

"Baby, she was just looking out for me. You know how it is, women getting with you for your money. Guys loose half of everything they have when getting divorces."

You can't even believe it.

"I am not 'women'. I'm your fianceé. We've been together 4 years, Chris! After all this time your material things come before me?" Tears are puddled at your eyes now and your voice is cracking. This catches his attention.

"I told you from the start Chris, that I never cared about your money! Never have and never will. I am used to not having much. I'm not money hungry or concerned for having top tier everything. I've learned to settle."

"Y/N, I didn't mea-" you slam your hand on the table, making everyone jump. Chris shuts his mouth.

"I'm. Not. Finished. I am not marrying your bank account. I'm not marrying your cars. I'm not marrying your house. I don't give a damn about any of that shit. And you literally are still concerned about all of that?" Your face is wet and your nose is runny. You wipe your nose and cross your arms.

"It's not even like that!" Now he's getting upset. For literally nothing. This is his fault. "It's just in case it doesn't work out, we don't need to deal with all the extra mess."

That completely shattered you. In case it doesn't work out. He actually has thoughts that your marriage couldn't work. What would even cause that? You guys don't even argue. You don't even remember the last time you did. You've learned to understand what each other needs and mastered that. What is he on about?

"You know what the sad part is? Us not working out crossed my mind in, like, the first year of our relationship. And I decided that if we did get married, and God forbid we divorced, I wouldn't take anything from you."

He looked at you like he just found out he wasn't the father of your baby.

"Yeah, Chris. That's your money. You made it, not me, so why would I ask for any of it from you? You gave me an amazing relationship and thats enough for me."

"Oh my goodness." Everyone directs their attention to Scott. "So you wouldn't want anything from the divorce?"

"Of course not! I came in this relationship for him. Plus a make my own money. I don't need anyone else's."

You had your own business. Many employees at different buildings in Boston. You didn't have much growing up and you were proud of yourself for not having to worry about financial issues. Chris liked that you had your own thing going and didn't have to adapt to his life and depend on him financially. And he still got a prenup.

Feeling like you were gonna cry again, you rub your temples and take deep breaths to prevent it. But you failed and started crying more. Chris got up and moved to stand in front of you.

"Baby, I'm sorry I upset you. I thought you would be okay with this. Like you said, you don't care about my money so what's wrong with the prenup?" His hands were on your sides, but not for long as you shook them off of you.

"What's wrong with it? What this is telling me is three things. You have doubt that our marriage won't work out, you think I might change my mind and ask for alimony, and that your money comes before me."

"I..." he struggles to form words. You take this chance to get out of there.

"I really don't want to be here right now." Chris looks up and grabs your arm.

"Babe, you don't need to go. Where the hell are you gonna go?" You turn and grab the envelope from the table. You open it and pull the papers out, shoving it in his face.

"I'll go to a hotel or something, but I'm not staying here if this is the shit you're trying to pull with me." You turn the paper to you and look in disgust. You scan over it and your eyes fall on the dotted line where you need to sign. Beside it is where he needed to sign his.

Well not anymore.

You read over his signature on the line. Chris Evans.

He signed the prenup already. Now he was just waiting for your signature. He really was leaving you zero choice.

"You signed it already??" Everyone at the table head snapped up. Shanna gasped and covered her mouth. Lisa mumbles an "oh no" under her breath.

"So you were just going to bring it to me and expect me to sign it with no fight, huh?"

Chris says nothing, but his face is red. You don't wait for a response and walk to your shoes and your bag. Already having everything in there, you slip your shoes on and walk back to Chris.

"Just a heads up, you brought this on yourself."

You whip around and walk to the fireplace. You chuck the papers and envelope in the blaze and turn back to him.

"You can forget about that damn prenup, cause I'm not signing it. As a matter a fact, you don't even have to worry about that because there won't be a chance of us divorcing." You force a smile and clasp your hands together. Lisa and Scott rise from the table panicking.

"Babe, no-"

"Forget the wedding, this engagement and all of it. You can take this fucking ring too." You pry the ring off your fingers and throw it at him. It hits his chest and falls at his feet.

"I'm not marrying you."

You turn on your heel, grab your purse and jacket, walking out the door, leaving the Evans' speechless.

Was this too dramatic? I have my own opinions on a prenup, but maybe it's not as big as it seems? Idk🥴.

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nepenthendline · 4 years

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S/O that self-harms and has an eating disorder - Tsukishima, Tendou and Sugawara

TRIGGER WARNING AHEAD: SELF HARM AND EATING DISORDERS

I’m dumb and accidentally posted this half done so thats why the requests are in screenshots

I’ve added these two requests together as they’re about the same topic. Firstly I just wanted to let anon though that I’m absolutely fine writing about these topics so you don’t need to worry! I will, however, make it extremely clear on these posts about the trigger warnings and I won’t go into intense detail so that it’s more accessible, I hope that’s ok! And thank you for your lovely words! 🥰🥰 I have added trigger warning tags for those who need to blacklist this, but please please let me know if you need me to add any others

I know there are so many people who are struggling with these issues, especially at the moment with covid, I’ve been there too and I’m still dealing with these things myself so I want you to know that if you need to talk to someone, or you’d like an emergency request, then my askbox and messages are always open. You are not alone, you are not ‘strange’ for dealing with these things, and I promise you things will get better, I’m already proud of any progress you have made and you should be too. It’s ok to have worse days and to fall back into negative spaces, you’re human!

Also, these will be following my own mental health hcs of these guys that I’ve already posted so check that out first!

Tsukishima:

Tsukishima is the one who understands this the most

he’s been there, he’s struggled with those things and he is still fighting

if you didn’t tell him upfront about your struggles, he would have easily found out by himself quite quickly

since he has been through it himself, he knows the warning signs to look out for, so when you start covering your arms more often even with the hotter weather, or make a passing comment that you aren’t hungry at meal times, he knows it’s his time to step up as a support system

he isn’t going to be particularly forward about it, he’s not the type to come up to you out of the blue and ask questions because he knows some of them can’t be answered, so he takes things into his own hands

he spends more quiet time with you, just the two of you cuddling in your bed as he brushes his fingers over your body

while it may seem like a usual calming display of affection, he is really searching your body for any marks or wounds that are new

he tries to coax your feelings and worries out of you, telling you that you can trust him and that he isn’t going to run away

he knows that he can’t expect you to open up without him doing so either, so he lays himself out for you

he tells you what he has been through, he shows you the scars on his body, he lets you into his heart and his head so that you know you aren’t alone

once you both spill your stories, you don’t talk about it much after that, you both know what is going on so it’s just a matter of taking care of each other

regarding food, he isn’t going to force you to eat huge meals, because he has a small appetite even when he’s eating perfectly fine

but he is going to try and get you eating little amounts consistently throughout the day

you don’t want to eat a full meal? that’s fine, but he is going to be passing you little snacks every few hours so that you at least have some fuel in your body

he’s a smart guy, he knows how the body functions at its best and he will do his best to teach you too in hopes that knowing what your body needs and how it reacts to certain situations will aid you to treat it better

he’s not going to wrap you up in bubblewrap and shield you from the world either, but he will do his best to make sure that there isn’t anything you can easily hurt yourself with in your reach

he’ll put sharp objects on the top shelves, saying it’s just to piss you off about your height

he also always keeps a first aid kit on him in case of emergencies, something he has gotten into the habit of over the last few years

he’s not going to sit there and tell you everything is going to be perfect or to just ‘get over it’, it’s going to be a long process with both of you learning and fluctuating every day, but you’ll both get there eventually

Tendou:

Tendou is extremely attentive, he knows exactly when your mood has changed or if something is wrong

he’ll leave it for a little while to see if you’ll come to him yourself, but if you don’t, then he’ll start asking questions

they start off as simple, casual questions to check up on you, like ‘how are you feeling today?’, ‘how was your day today?’, before they go into specifics if he feels like you aren’t being honest with him

he’s the type of guy that makes ‘jokes’ about his depression, even going as far as joking about suicide or self-harm, and when he notices you flinch ever so slightly at his words, he knew what was going on

he brings it up one day as if talking about the weather while reading manga together

“you’ve been hurting your own body, haven’t you?”

he tries to keep the conversations a light-hearted as possible, saying how you are now ‘scar buddies’ as he lifts up his shorts to show you his thighs

he understands that what he says isn’t really going to do much, but he’s still going to shower you with compliments and affection in the hopes that it brightens your mood and distracts you even a little

distraction is his main way of helping you - if he can keep you busy then there’s less chance of you hurting yourself in his eyes

he’s going to call you over or turn up to your room unannounced with a book in hand to read together, or invite you to cuddle with him as you have an anime binge session, he also wants to make sure you’re getting outside enough so walks to get ice-cream and sit in the park happen frequently

he knows he can’t ‘cure’ you or actually make things better, so he mentions about seeing a therapist if you aren’t already and he will support you every step of the journey if you do decide to seek help

like Tsukishima, he also has a smaller appetite in general so he doesn’t expect you to eat tons

he uses prompts often to try and get you to eat more, such as “babyyyy I’m hungry, let’s go down to the cafeteria together and get some food ok?” or “I bought this jumbo pack of ramen but I can’t eat it all myself, come give me a hand?”

he likes getting you sweet treats too, they often make him feel a little perkier so he hopes they will for you as well

he isn’t going to give them any details, but he will ask his team to keep an eye on you if he isn’t around

he likes to use rating systems with you to determined how you’re doing in the day, whether that be on a scale of 1-10, or texting him a particular emoji that signals if you’re having a bad day

he will never get mad or annoyed at you if you relapse, he understands its a journey that will have it’s ups and downs, but he always reminds you of how far you’ve come and how proud he is

Sugawara:

out of these three boys, Sugawara is the one who understands this the least

he’s never dealt with this issues himself, and he has never been around those who have besides those who struggle with anxiety

even though he can’t empathise, he is naturally an extremely caring person so he wants to do his best to understand

he reads up on self-harm and eating disorders to learn about how they originate, how to notice warning signs and what he can do to help you best

he comes to you a lot as well, asking if there is anything he should know or that he can do for you

while he may not notice these issues themselves straight away, he is always checking up on you in general so he can tell if there is something a little off

it breaks his heart to know that you intentionally harm yourself and it takes him a little while to wrap his head around it

he knows he can’t do much to help the issues you face directly, so he makes sure you are keeping up with more general self-care, such as showering, getting some little exercise everyday, indulging in your hobbies and talking to him and other friends

if you need to rely on him for a little while you’re trying to get back on your feet then that’s fine with him, he is more than happy to remind you to do things to take care of yourself and help you do them too

Sugawara is the most forward when it comes to you getting help from a doctor or therapist

he has a couple serious talks with you about how you need to find a method of battling this, whether that be therapy or medication

as much as he wants to be, he can’t take this away from you

he starts stocking his bag with emergency items too, things like bandages, healing ointment or any safe foods that you can eat

to help your eating, he does his best to make food become part of your regular routine in hopes that it will make eating become more familiar and less daunting

this means regular meal times and creating lists of safe foods with you that you feel you can eat better than others

he will do his best to make sure all your meals have the right nutrients for your body and also recommend you take vitamin supplements daily in case you have a bad eating day and cannot get them through your food

it frustrates him that he can’t do more for you, or that he can’t understand exactly how you feel, but he never shows you that

he will always have his arms open for you if you need support and he will never ever blame you for the struggles you deal with, he reminds you constantly that there will be better days and he is going to be with you through all of them

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fandom-blackhole · 3 years

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I'm back from my mandatory two day socialization recovery period required for all socialization even if I enjoy it. It's time for some Mermaid!Din au thoughts (No thots unfortunately but we'll live)

First off I love the isolation that the reader faces because of the lighthouse they live in. And I love how the townspeople being nice to the reader help give them a reason to stick around when weird things start happening.

I love how it took months before anything strange starts happening, like were Din and Grogu just not around or were they observing the reader. Did Din ever try to stop Grogu from damaging the lighthouse or did he let the little rascal do as he pleased.

· And gosh I love the idea of reader dressing in old worn clothing, a knit sweater with fraying sleeves, sweat pants covered in paint from repairs, an old windbreaker to help keep the cold out. It makes me heart all warm and fuzzy.

Edna, who i've head cannoned as this series Miss Chatham (H2O: just add water charter) is honestly life goals. Like live near ocean - check(ish), have rare knowledge that can be used to help new person - check, being just slightly spooky -amazing. And is that a little matchmaker I see her playing? I love it.

Then Grogu being injured :( I bet that Din is absolutely being eaten alive by guilt even though we all know it’s not his fault and he does literally anything he can to keep Grogu safe and happy.

And In love how Din is venerable enough to ask for help, like he recognizes that this is something out of his area of expertise so he goes to the person he knows is “safe” to get help. He’s humble enough to admit that he needs help and is not capable of doing everything for Grogu. And being able to admit that is an important life skill that not enough people have.

· But even after he ask the reader for help he is still hesitant which shows that even though hes trusting reader he will still kick (is it still a kick if its with a tail) the readers ass if he hurts him.

“But you can help him” Oh my heart the trust in that sentence. Like Din just heard, “so yeah I can help your son but I have to take him somewhere it will be hard for you to follow. And he needs to stay there for at least a week, and even if you manage to come its going to be so far from your natural element.” But he was still on board with the plan. And then he goes to climb on the rock so he can drag himself all the way to the light house because he can’t let his little boy go alone even if it means hurting himself to do it.

Reader was smart af for doing the old blanket slipperaroo trick

Reader immediately knowing something was up when she walked into town is so realistic. She literally is hiding a massive secret at her lighthouse of course anyone would be on edge walking back into society. Especially a society that already knows a little something about the secret. But them to amplify it. Miss Chatham to the rescue. She knows that reader is up to something and she uses her powers as an old lady with lungs and karen potential to scare off the problem for a little bit. The reader just placed so much trust on Edna by straight up telling her that she's housing Din and Grogu.

· Also that fool browsing the menstrual hygiene rack, like dumbass. Is this your way of making him miss every shot? Because we know that storm troopers are well known for their ability to miss every shot so making him automatically turn to tampons? Genius

Cashier for the win, like beep beep bitch now pay up

The "cyare" omg and then the reader warning Din about the cookies and him being so curious about them. The way Din is so perceptive of the readers mood that he is already able to tell that something is wrong. It was such a smart idea to have the reader lead with asking him to give her a small chance to calm down about what happened in the town.

Din and the reader low-key flirting and teasing each other at the end is so adorable. Grogu with the cookie absolutely melts my heart like of course that boy is hungry.

So this is a slightly polished layout of my stream of consciousness while reading this. Does it make sense? Probably not. But I love this idea and you have done it justice.

Ahhhhhhz thank you for all of the lovely thoughts and compliments, im glad you like my story and I hope it continuesto meet your expectations!!!! And you made perfect sense darling!

To reply to some things:

Honestly, I chose the isolation for two reasons, 1- it made sense, especially for how the plot is going to play out, privacy and isolation is needed, and 2- im introverted and I like being alone, so I just projected

The town's people are great! They are used to having lighthouse keepers just up and leave because of all the weird stuff, so the second that one sticks around they were all overjoyed, because like I said, a lot of the people work on boats fishing so the lighthouse is super important to them

Din did wait and observe the reader, wanting to know what to do when to attempt to scare them off. But also like no, he tried keeping Grogu away from the lighthouse as much as possible, not knowing what the reader might do to him, and just being a protective father, but we all know Grogu is a little shit and he snuck out before Din could stop him

Reader dresses in the COMFIEST clothes, and honestly, I am very much a sweater and comfy leggings kind of person, so again, something I am projecting

I love that you and everyone is loving Edna, she is definitely one of those cool old ladies that sneak you treats and shenanigans when no one is looking!

Also because idk if anyone has pointed it out.... in the last chapter I thought I was heavily hinting at it, but maybe it was more subtle than I thought, Edna and her MERMAID were alot more than friends *wink wink* she's gay as fuck and thats why she made the joke about not liking NUTS

Din loves Grogu, in and out of this AU, and it was 1000% not his fault that Grogu got hurt, in fact he was trying to protect him! Din definitely panicked and the first person that came to mind was the reader, and while he didn't know them, he knew for some reason they were safe to go to for help (as well as knowing the lighthouse would be a good place to hide while some things cooled down 👀), but Din will always be cautious because he is scared for his son

Din is just *chef's kiss* 👌, an amazing father who will do ANYTHING for his son, no matter what it takes

The whole blanket thing literally came from my childhood, thinking about how my sisters and I would drag eachother around on blankets, and I just thought it would be great for this scenario

Like the reader is gonna get real paranoid during this series, im not going to lie to you, things are gonna get rough, but Edna is the MVP she's one of those people that could pull your darkest secrets from you just by glancing at you, and the reader pretty much assumed she was safe to talk to after she had informed her about the food offerings

Ok ok, as for the dudes, I was too lazy to look up their names and stuff but they were these dudes from season 1 that gave Din Grogu's bounty: the first dude is the one 'hiding' in the women's hygiene section

Din is just obsessed for human food at this point, and he feels things for the reader even of he doesn't want to admit it quite yet

Din also may be oblivious as fuck, but he's also observant, hes a bounty hunter for fucks sake, he needs to be able to pick up on these things, so yes in my stories Din is really good at picking up on emotions, even if he doesn't fully know how to react to them

Im aiming for a slow burn foc, but to be honest with you all, chances are it is going to be a regularly paced romance, which for my writing is slow paced, so yeah the idiots are flirting and teasing eachother, but also like they will not be talking about or admitting feelings for at least a few more chapters

Grpgu deserves all the cookies!!! He's a growing tadpole, who has been magically healing himself while in a coma like state, so he hasnt eaten in days, and if he wanted he'd probably be able to devour 2x his body weight and then some, so a few cookies recieved in some kind of mysterious way are well achieved

Merman!Din Tags: @writeforfandoms @ahopelessromanticwritersworld @honey-goth @mando-abs @lux-cream-67 @rachelle-on-the-run @katcharm @ladamari68 @bluegalaxyprime @my-life-as-a-bird @altarsw @zarakem @stargazingthenightaway

(Added the taglist in case any of you guys wanted to read over my thoughts and things bc I have some hcs and cleared somethings up ypu may be wondering about)

#merman!din djarin #merman au #merman!din x lighthouse keeper!reader #and tadpole!grogu

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onetwosevensquad · 3 years

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Dungeons and Dragons and... Love?: Dungeon Master

Mark Lee x Reader

Summary: the kind Dungeon Master who helps guide your team through your campaign also becomes your math tutor.

Warnings: none??

Rose: sorry this literally took forever to write. Hope your all still interested in this mini series. Next member is Renjun.

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Why were you here again?

Oh right, cause you’re a giant nerd who needs an outlet.

The poster had caught your eye when you were headed to lunch one day. It was a beige poster with a 20 sided dice in the middle. That was what got your attention.

You had played Dungeons and Dragons with some of your friends before. It has been a few months since your last campaign and you didn’t know when the next one would start. So, in fear of not being able to escape to a fantasy world, you decided to check it out.

It was now 3:45 in the afternoon. School had ended 15 minutes ago, the hours ticking by slowly. You now stood outside of the AP Government classroom where Mr. Jung taught.

The poster, you remembered, said that Mr. Jung would oversee the club. He was your favorite teacher because he was funny and the class was enjoyable.

Finally, you slowly opened the door to the classroom and stepped in. In the middle of the room, a few desks had been pushed together to create a large table.

Sitting around the table were seven boys who were all staring at you. You awkwardly shifted your weight from one foot to the other, waiting for literally anyone to say something.

“Is this the d&d club?” You finally spoke.

“Y-yes,” the only boy who was standing said. You recognized him as Mark Lee. The cute, smart boy from calculus. “Yes, uh, grab a seat.”

You nodded and dragged a chair over to the only empty spot at the table. It was right next to Chenle, the loud basketball player you shared chemistry with.

“Well I’m pretty sure that we all know each other,” Mark said clearing his throat. “I’m not gonna make us do ice breakers cause literally no one likes those.”

“I do!” Haechan, the class clown that you also shared chemistry with.

“Only you,” Jeno, the star basketball player and probably the last person you expected here, commented. Haechan pouted and stuck his tongue out at Jeno.

“Anyway,” Mark said. “It’s my fist time DMing, but I have played before. Just so I know, who here has played before?”

You, along with Jisung, the quiet kid from history, Haechan, and Renjun, the kid from math who doesn’t do math but draws, raised your hands. Mark seemed to relax a bit when he saw there were at least a few experienced players.

“Well I guess this first meeting will be going over rules and how to play, then next time we’ll do character sheets,” Mark said.

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It was now the third session and the first one of the start of you campaign. Last time, everyone made their characters, the atmosphere becoming less tense as time went on.

You made your character an Elf Wizard, something you’ve never played before. Everyone else had their own unique character combos, having fun coming up with the most ridiculous names for them.

Today, the party was slightly buzzing with excitement to finally start their campaign. You all gathered around the table giving character introductions, ready to get this show on the road.

Three hours, several rolls for initiative, and Haechan’s character almost dying later, Mr. Jung had to finally kick you all out of the building. The sun had already set and he was letting you way past what was allowed.

You realized how late it actually was and scrambled to get your stuff. You said a quick goodbye to the boys and Mr. Jung and sped off to get home before your parents killed you.

You get a ways down the hall when you heard someone running behind you.

“Y/n, wait up!” You turned to see Mark jogging to catch up with you. He stopped in front of you, breathing slightly harder. “Hi.”

“Hi,” you said back, smiling at the cute boy. You’ve never really had a full conversation with Mark. He’s quiet and, honestly, talking to someone attractive was a bit out of the realm of your comfort zone.

“C-can I have your number?” He said. Your eyes went wide and as did his when he realized what that sounded like. “So that I can add you to the group chat! Just in case anyone can’t make it or we cancel.”

“Yea, sure,” you said, slightly disappointed. You heard Mark exhale probably in relief that his save worked. You handed him your phone with your number displayed on the screen and he quickly put it in his.

“Thanks,” Mark said, handing you back your phone. You both stood there in the most suffocatingly awkward silence ever.

“Well bye,” you said turning to leave.

“Oh! Yea, uh, bye,” Mark said waving slightly. He turned back towards Mr. Jung’s room and you saw the other six boys crowded around. They were all giggling as Mark shoved that back into the room.

———

Six sessions and three weeks later, any morsel of awkwardness was gone. It was like you have known these seven boys your whole life.

The group chat blew up your phone with memes from that days session but didn’t you mind? No. Though sometimes at ungodly hours in the mornings, you still enjoyed the content.

On this particular day, you weren’t going to be able to join the session. Your calculus teacher was making you stay after school and retake a test that you failed miserably. You felt bad when you hand to text the group.

You: I can’t make it today

Haechan☀️: whyyyyyyy

You: I failed a calc test

You: I have to retake it

Lele🐬: thats stupid

Sungie: good luck Y/n

Injunie: yea gl

You: thanks boys

Marker: hey if you need any help studying for calc, I’d be happy to

jeNO: oh?

You: yea I’d like that, thanks

Minnie: ann I oop-

You laughed at Jaemin’s comment as you made your way to your calculus teachers classroom.

———

Considering the second time you took the test you barely past by the seat of your pants, you took Mark up on his offer to tutor you.

Today was the first day Mark was going to tutor you in the library. You walked in and saw him already set up at one of the tables in the very back.

“Hey,” you whispered. He smiled at you as you sat down next to him.

“Hey,” he said back. “Ready to get started?”

After about an hour and a half of Mark explaining different theorems to you, you were finally starting to get it. Whenever you asked a question, Mark would take the time to explain it to you carefully, making sure you got it along the way.

When he would give you a problem to solve, and you got it right, both of you would get excited, annoying the librarian. She ended up shushing you more than once.

“Hey, you hungry?” Mark asked.

“Not really,” you said. As if on cue, your stomach slightly growled, making Mark laugh. You looked down at your stomach, a pout on your face. “Traitor.”

“Come on,” Mark said between giggles. “Let’s get something to eat.”

You got your things and headed out of the library with Mark to get food.

———

For the next three weeks, this became your tradition. On the days the D&D club wasn’t meeting, you and Mark would study calculus in the library for about two hours, and then go get food. It always felt like a lot less time with Mark, him always making it enjoyable.

Today, you had a study session with Mark. As you neared the library, you noticed him standing outside the doors on his phone.

“Hey, what are you doing?” You asked. “I have a test tomorrow.”

“I know,” Mark said putting his phone away. “But you need a break.”

“Mark-“ you whined.

“No,” he said. “I think that you’re ready. You’ve made a lot of progress over the last couple weeks. Besides, they say you shouldn’t study the night before a test.”

“I don’t think that’s a thing,” you said crossing your arms.

“Maybe, I don’t know,” Mark said waving it off. “But, I do know that you’ve worked hard and whatever grade you get, I’m proud of you.”

You could feel your cheeks heating up at Mark’s words. You bit back a smile as he continued.

“So tonight we are not studying,” Mark said grabbing your hand and leading you away from the library. “We are going to the basketball game with the others to cheer on Chenle and Jeno.”

You didn’t protest as Mark led you down to the packed gym and over to where the rest of the boys were sat, waiting for the game to start.

———

After the game where your boys won, the party went out for dinner. Afterwards, Mark drove you home, the two of you talking about the game, D&D, or literally anything.

When Mark pulled into your driveway, he insisted on walking you to your steps. He said it was the gentlemanly thing to do.

“Hey,” Mark said when you got to your front door. “Good luck tomorrow.”

“Thanks,” you said.

“Tell me how it goes, ok?” He said. You nodded giving him a smile that he returned. “Good night.”

“Night,” you called after him as he went to his car.

———

At the end of the day, your calculus teacher had finished grading the tests. She told everyone to come pick them up before they left school.

When she handed your test to you, she had a big smile on her face. She made a comment about how nicely you did and how much you improved. When you finally saw the grade, you nearly passed out.

You practically ran to Mr. Jung’s room. D&D was today and you wanted to show Mark you grade. You arrived at his classroom, bouncing into the room.

“Well someone looks happy,” Jaemin commented.

“Did something mean happen?” Jisung asked. You stuck your tongue out at the younger boy making everyone laugh.

You made you way to Mark at the head of the table, him watching you with a smile. When you reached him, you slapped the paper with a big 90% scribbled at the top down in front of him.

“All thanks to you,” you said as he continued to stare at the paper.

“I told you so,” Mark said standing up. He caught you by surprise when he gave you a hug. “I’m proud of you.”

“Ugh, just date already,” Haechan commented from his chair. You and Mark pulled apart making a face at the boy, but avoiding each other’s eyes.

It’s not that you were entirely opposed to dating Mark. You just didn’t know if he felt the same way. And he didn’t. Right?

———

You and Mark continued your study sessions even after you proved you didn’t need to. You both agreed that it was to benefit both of you and not just an excuse to hang out.

One day, while walking out of calculus with Renjun, the boy made a comment that rocked your world.

“He likes you, ya know,” Renjun said.

“W-what,” you sputtered turning to him.

“Mark, he likes you,” He clarified. “I know like bro code, I’m not supposed to tell you or whatever, but I see the way you two look at each other. We all do. You should ask him out. He’d say yes.”

You stopped dead in your tracks thinking for a second. On one hand, this plan that you were formulating could embarrass you. On the other, you could get a date with your dungeon master / calculus tutor / crush.

“Y/n?” Renjun said turning to you. You quickly turned on your heel and made a mad dash for Mark’s locker. “Y/n!”

———

As you speed walked to Mark, you saw him in the distance talking to Jeno and Jaemin. Mark spotted you coming to him and waved at you.

“Hey, Y/n what’s-“

“Do you want to go an a date with me?” You said quickly.

“W-what?” Mark said.

“Jeno, I think that’s our cue,” Jaemin said dragging Jeno away.

“Do you want to go in a date with me?” You asked again, slower this time. Mark looked at you wide eyed, like a dear in headlights.

“A-a date?” He asked. You nodded, not trusting your voice not to shake. “Wow.”

“Wow?” You asked.

“Sorry! Sorry, I just never thought you’d ask and I’d have to do it,” Mark said. “But yes, I’d love to go on a date.”

“Oh thank god,” you said leaning against the lockers. Mark laughed at your dramatic reaction. He wrapped his arm around your shoulder and turned you around to walk to lunch. As you turned, you and Mark stopped and saw the six other members of your party standing there amused.

“God, finally,” Haechan said.

“Took you long enough,” Chenle said.

As the eight of you walked to lunch, the boys continued to tease you and Mark. But when you looked up at him with his arm still around your shoulder, the teasing didn’t matter when Mark smiled at you.

———

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blkjackals · 4 years

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27 and 17 with Yamaguchi please! Thank you! 💓

YES OK ANON THIS IS SO LONG BUT I LOVE IT SM I HOPE U DO TOO!!

Pairing: Yamaguchi x GN!Reader

Title: Rain and Good News

Prompt: “I remember practicing how to ask you out in the mirror..” and “Your lips are so soft. I could kiss them all day.” from THIS post (and I’m taking more requests from it too!

WC: 706

Tags:@gulfwanq @lordeofthunder @baby-boy-taichi @allywritesimagines

If there was one thing you were expecting to happen today, it wasn’t Tadashi Yamaguchi standing on your doorstep, soaking wet from the rain outside.

Tadashi has been your best friend since you both got to Tokyo University. The two of you had become almost inseparable, hanging out almost every single day and going out for dinner sometimes with the friends you had both made.

But, with all the time you had spent together, you knew full well you had a hidden crush on him. “It’s hard not to!” you’d tell anyone who asked why. He was just a constant presence in your life, steady and sturdy compared to your loud and chaotic. He had your back, and that was something you never really had before. He checked in on your everyday, making sure you were okay, and always brought some extra snacks in case you got hungry because you’d just forgotten a meal. But also, You’ve seen him at some low moments. When he’s having a panic attack, overthinking, or just needs another person in the room silently with him. You’ve been supporting each other for so long, it feels odd when you’re apart for awhile when he goes home to visit.

Thats why, with him standing on your doorstep, you couldn’t help but get your hopes up. Why was he here? What was going on? Tadashi is bent over, hands pressed on his knees as he catches his breath. And then, someone spoke.

“Tadashi” / “Y/N”

The two of you burst into giggles, having just said each other's name at the exact same time. You two normally never spoke in sync, but I guess today is just going to be something new.

“I need to talk to you.” He says, straightening up as he fidgets with his hands. He’s clearly nervous, showing all of his anxious tics, and that sends red flags up in your head. Almost right away you reach over and grab his hands, nodding slightly.

“Come inside and warm up at least, okay? We can talk.” You say gently, and he pulls his hands back, shaking his head. He steps back a bit, sucks in a deep breath, and looks you in the eyes.

“I have a crush on you, y/n. And i’d love to take you out on a date in 2 days.” He says, hands shaking as he maintains eye contact. You gasp softly, a huge grin spreading on your face as you move to cover your mouth with your hands. You feel tears start to prickle in your eyes.

“Tadashi…. I’d love to.” You say, voice barely a whisper compared to the pouring rain behind him. He looks at you, seeming hesitant, as he searches your face to try and figure out if you’re joking or not. You giggle, stepping towards him and enveloping him in a tight hug. He hesitates a moment but returns it, arms pulling you as close as possible to his body.

“I’ve had a massive crush on you for months now…. I was just going to sit on my feelings, but I'm so glad you spoke up.” You whisper, face buried in his chest as he chokes out a laugh, tears of joy falling from his eyes. You giggle, knowing you’re crying for the same reason. Pulling back just enough, you press a gentle kiss to his lips, leaning up on your tiptoes as he returns the kiss, sighing into it.

“Your lips are so soft.. I could kiss them all day” Tadashi whispers softly, awestruck entirely. You grin at him, pressing a soft kiss to his cheek.

“Let’s go get dry first.” You say, pulling away from his arms to grab his hand and tug him inside. He laughs quietly and lets you.

Its been an hour or so, and you two are warm and dry, cuddling under a blanket while watching a movie when he speaks up. “I’ve been practicing how to ask you out in the mirror since the day we met.”

You can’t help but giggle at that, turning over in his arms to press kisses to his freckles. He grins brightly, and you return it back to him.

“I guess it was meant to be then, huh?”

“I wouldn’t want it to be anyone else.”

#day writes #haikyuuwritersnet #tadashi yamaguchi #yamaguchi tadashi #tadashi yamaguchi x reader #yamaguchi tadashi x reader #yamaguchi x reader #this is legit the longest req i've written #i fell in LOVE with this prompt #hq yamaguchi

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theskyeandsea · 4 years

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Tangled Weeb of Lies || Orion, Winston, and Skylar

Location: Skylar’s Apartment

Trigger Warning: Chronic illness symptom mentions

Backdated: Friday, February 28th

Glancing around her apartment, Skylar let out a sigh. Everything looked good. She’d cleaned up a little bit, gotten some snacks ready to go in case Winston and Rio wanted to eat something while they watched, and had a large mug full of fresh coffee. Swiping her forehead, she glanced at her hand with a grimace before wiping the slight sheen of slime against her jeans. Nope, she wasn’t going to deal with this right now. She was going to have fun anime night with her friends and it was going to be fun and she wasn’t going to even think about the pelt that was draped over the chair in her room. Nope. Totally not going to think about it. Hearing a knock at the door, Skylar hurried across her apartment and smiled, hoping she didn’t look too exhausted. “Hey! I’m glad you could make it, come in.” She said.

Winston stepped through the front door as Skylar let them in and rummaged in their rucksack for the snacks and soda that they had brought as their own donation to the anime night snack fund. They looked at Skylar and was pleased to discover that she looked relatively healthy all things considered. They didn’t know exactly how long it had been since she’d last changed but she was definitely running down the clock on it again. “Hey! Thanks for having me,” they grinned and had to admit that they were a little excited, it had been a while since they’d just hung out with friends and enjoyed some anime, “am I the first person here? I didn’t know what snacks to bring so I got a selection…” they didn’t know if they were at the stage with things were hugging Skylar was appropriate so they didn’t even try it, just kind of awkwardly waved.

“Of course,” Skylar said, though her eyebrows scrunched together at their slightly odd wave. Brushing it off, she continued, “Mhm. But, it’s a small group. Just you, me, and Rio. Orion-- do you know him? He’s really sweet.” She was honestly glad that it was a small group. She wasn’t totally sure she could handle hanging around many people, her nerves were a little fried after everything she’d been through. The past two months had been hard enough, but the onslaught of magical garbage affecting her life had hit a fever pitch last Friday. She’d just wanted to go on a quiet date. And now poor Shiloh had been roped into things too. Ugh. Pushing the thoughts from her mind, she nodded, “And please, don’t even worry about the snacks. I’m not going to be eating any.” Before she could say anything more, she heard another knock at the door. “Ah, sorry. That must be him.” She said and headed to the door, “Hi! Welcome in.”

Orion stood near the door awkwardly trying to convince himself to go up and knock on it. Of course, the idea of having an anime night with people he didn’t know well was scary enough in itself, but the underlying meeting was just as terrifying. Rio had never purposely tested someone before to figure out if they were a species other than human. In all other cases, he had been with his family and praying that the tests would fail, refusing to do them himself. But tonight had been a special case. If Skylar was a Fae or werewolf or anything, Rio would have to come up with a plan b to keep her protected. But one thing at a time. Rio had snuck into his sisters room, stealing a silver ring as well as an iron ring, to cover both bases. He had slipped them onto his right index and ring finger and grabbed ahold of his bag of snacks and ran out of the house before his parents or sister had the chance to ask where he was going. Rio finally decided that it was now or never, so he took a deep breath and went to knock at the door. When they answered, he lit up with a genuine smile, “Hey! Skylar! So nice to meet you in person! I’m Rio. Or Orion. I don’t know if you’re a hand shaker or a high fiver?” Rio asked curiously, holding his hand out, rings exposed and ready to test the waters. From the doorway, Rio could see who he assumed was Winston. “Hey there! Nice to meet you!” He might as well test both, just to be safe.

“Nice to meet you too, in person.” Skylar said with a smile before opening the door to let him inside. Tilting her head a little bit in confusion, she blinked. “Um, hand shake, I guess? Do you prefer Rio or Orion?” She asked as she shook his hand quickly, hoping that her hand didn’t feel too slick in his. Shutting the door behind him, Skylar gesture over to Winston and the small offering of snacks she’d set up for the get together. “I’ve got some snacks over there, popcorn and some chips and things. There’s also Mountain Dew in the fridge, so help yourself to that. There’s also beer in the fridge for you, Winston.” She nodded in their direction, “Or help yourself to anything on the bar cart. It’s all fair game.” She really hoped that she was making a good impression on Rio-- he seemed really nice and she could honestly use some nice, nerdy friends.

Winston made their way over to Rio and gripped their hand firmly but politely. They hate it when the cops in the station would crush your hand in a hand shake. “Hey, I’m Winston, it is nice to get to meet a fellow weeb.” They laughed at their own joke before heading back towards the couch. “I’ve also brought some stuff,” Winston said and nodded for Orion to help themselves. “Thanks Skye thats sweet of you, can I get anyone else a drink while I’m at it?” They headed towards the fridge, the thought of an ice cold beer playing fresh on their mind. “Are you a big anime fan?”

Orion shook both of their hands! Without either of them burning! “Wooh!” Orion exclaimed excitedly after successfully acquainting with his new friends. “Uh sorry... just excited to be here.” He laughed nervously, scratching at the back of his neck and holding up the assorted bag of little Debbie snacks that he had brought along, “These are open to anyone. Uh thanks for inviting me! I’m super excited to meet you both and have some people to watch anime with! People call me both, but most people outside my family go with Rio.” He was clearly nervous and rambling. Winston had called Skylar, Skye. Should Rio do the same? Too much overthinking. “Oh! I’m a big anime fan! But I’ve never really had anyone to watch it with. I’ll take a Mountain Dew while you’re in there. Thanks!” He needed to calm his nerves if he had any chance of being invited back for another anime night. “So what are we watching?”

Eyebrows scrunching together in mild confusion, Skylar stared at Rio for a moment, but her expression quickly shifted back to normal after his apology. He was probably just a little nervous. She’d known her fair share of introverted people in college and there were always a few people who sort of overcompensated when they wound up meeting people. Poor guy. With a welcoming smile, Skylar nodded, “Rio it is. And thanks! I accidentally ate a large lunch so I’m not that hungry.” She said as she took a sip from her coffee mug. “I’m glad you two could make it, I haven’t watched things with people like this in a long time. Um… I know we talked about Haikyuu, but I’m also open to pretty much anything. Maybe nothing super gorey or gross?” She said, “Do you have any preferences, Winston?”

“Sure, I’ll stick with Rio if that is what you prefer,” Winston replied as they inclined their head gently, “So how did you too meet? I thought that after I met Skye I would know all the nerds in town but it is always a blessing to add another one of us to the hive mind.” They hadn’t been able to say something like that in a while, too much hanging out with people because they knew stuff about the supernatural world and not enough hanging out with people so they could play D&D together. Winston shrugged. Before grabbing some Mountain Dew for Orion and a beer for themselves. Skylar seemed set with her mug of coffee. “I’ve never watched Haikyuu and I’ve never really given any sports anime a go, but I am down to try something new. If we get bored we could always try something new. I don’t really have a preference it’s just cool to meet some new people and find some new anime to watch. Could always do with new recommendations if possible.”

“Oh, we met online and started talking about anime and stuff like that. Then we decided to try to meet up and have a little anime night. So here we are!” Orion explained, noting Skylar’s mention of not being hungry. One of the tests for supernatural creatures was diet. Many species had specific dietary restrictions that hunters could use to exploit and expose the creature’s secrets. Was that what this was? Or was she just truly not hungry? But Orion laughed at Winston’s comment, “Hive mind. I like that!” He grabbed the Mountain Dew from Winston and popped the tab open, taking a long drink. “Thank you! I really enjoy a lot of sports anime! It’s actually been around a really long time too. There was a Japanese animated short film back in 1928 called Animal Olympic Games! Most critics credit that as the first sports anime.” Orion mumbled off the top of his head, not sure why he thought that would be important information for either of them to know. “But I’m, among the few that I have seen I would say that Haikyuu is my favorite. It’s just really cute. But exciting.” Oh boy, they needed to start quickly so Rio could shut up apparently.

Rio seemed a little bit more excitable than Skylar had expected; or maybe she was just feeling more out of it than she had thought. It had been a little over two weeks since… Ricky and Remmy had forced her to change. She should be fine. She should still be okay. But the way she was feeling, it was worse than normal. “Mhm! It’s really neat that White Crest has a system for people to connect like this. It’s been really nice as someone who’s not super extroverted.” She said as she walked over to the TV and connected her laptop to the HDMI cord. Listening as the other two hashed out the details, Skylar waited for her computer to boot up. “Really? That’s neat, I didn’t know that!” Tilting her head at Winston, she spoke up, “If you want, we could start from the beginning of the show, so you have an idea of what’s going on? It’s totally your call, I’m not up to date.”

Raising an eyebrow, Winston passed the can of Mountain Dew over despite the fact that they couldn’t help but wonder if perhaps Orion had a bit too much energy already. “Are you guys both relatively new to White Crest then?” Winston had been using the messaging boards since they could type and had been as such benefiting directly from there. Orion however seemed to really know their stuff about anime and Winston was starting to wonder if they might not be the most nerdy person in the room. They would obviously have to work harder to establish themselves as the apex nerd. “Sure, we can start from the beginning or you can throw me in at the deep end and I can tell you if I start drowning. Whatever you guys want.” They were starting to wonder if they needed to have someone here to help them make decisions since they all seemed to nice to do that.

Orion was talking too much. He knew that. But he figured it was either talk too much or cower back into his shell and not talk at all. Honestly he couldn’t be sure which one they would prefer. His nerves about the Fae testing hadn’t helped either. “I’ve actually lived here my whole life.” Orion shrugged at Winston, “But um... I didn’t get out much when I was younger. So.” Orion took another drink from his can, shaking it absent-mindedly to find that it was already more than halfway gone. “I’m fine with starting at the beginning. I think it’s important for context.” Orion eyed the hallway that he assumed led down to the bathroom and bedrooms. He tapped on his soda can idly and considered his options. Was he the kind of person to try to rummage through somebody’s personal possessions? Was it justifiable if it was to try to protect said person? “We should definitely get started before I start boring you guys with the history of Japanese volleyball.”

“I moved here back in August, so I’m the only newbie here.” Skylar said with a small smile before taking another sip from her coffee mug. Winston’s off-hand metaphor made her wince slightly at the thought of swimming, of having to-- nope. No, she wasn’t going to think about that right now. This was all about nerdy, normal people things. Not crazy, magic seal things. “Sounds great to me!” She said pulling up the first episode of Haikyuu before pausing. “You guys don’t have a problem with subs, right? It’s just easier for me.” She said, brushing her hair as casually as she could so Rio could see her hearing aids. It was a bit more subtle than saying “hey I can’t understand what’s going on because lip reading doesn’t work on cartoons” and tended to work. “And hey, I’m a fan of random trivia. I’d be happy to hear all about that.” She nodded.

“Oh, I guess we must have missed each other at high school or something,” Winston felt somewhat guilty for just assuming that Rio was brand new to town, but they seemed to have gotten away with it to some extent. “I am more then happy to have subtitles on,” Winston honestly was kind of lazy at paying attention to everything that they were watching, and as a result they often had subtitles on so they could back read anything they didn’t quite hear.” They popped their beer open and drank a mouthful, before settling into a sofa. “Is volleyball a big thing in Japan or something?” they asked casually, feeling themselves grow slightly hot under the collar as they felt somewhat embarrassed by their apparent awkwardness.

“Probably, I was pretty quiet in school. Mostly kept to myself.” Not everyone could be as outgoing as his sister, but Orion hadn’t thought much about it since high school. It hadn’t been a very fun four years of his life anyways; he’d rather just forget it ever happened. “Subs are perfect. I prefer them actually.” Orion agreed, catching a glimpse at the hearing aids that Skylar was wearing. He remembered her mentioning it online when they talked about ASL. “Sports in general are really popular in Japan,” Orion began, surprisingly thankful that the two didn’t seem annoyed by his random bursts of nerdy knowledge, “About 85% of kids in Japan are involved in some type of sport at school, it’s a little less nichey than sports in America tend to be. There’s even a national Holiday in japan specifically dedicated to sports.” Taiiku no hi. Orion decided against saying the name in case that was a bit too far on the nerdiness scale. “But volleyball has been around in Japan since the 1920’s. The debut of Volleyball in the Olympics was even in Tokyo. The women’s Japanese team took home gold.” He felt bad that he seemed to be monopolizing the conversation and decided to settle down into an open spot near the television. “Okay, sorry. We can get started now. I’m done I swear.” Orion laughed nervously and hoped that someone would put him out of his awkward misery.

Taking a seat on the sofa farthest away from Winston so as not to crowd them, Skylar hummed in amusement-- strange, how White Crest could feel like such a small town with so many coincidences, and yet stuff like this happened. Two people who had similar interests, had grown up here their entire lives, had never crossed paths. Well, she was happy to bring the two nerds in touch, she was happy to have more dorky friends who were into the same things she was. “Thanks, I appreciate it.” She said with a smile as she settled into the couch, tucking her legs underneath her. Oh wow, Rio really knew his stuff. And Skylar liked to think she was a bit of a trivia dork, but she had nothing on him. The most she knew was silly random fun facts about… bananas and things about sign language. “You’re all good, really. The more you know, you know?” She said, jokingly making the sign for rainbow, mimicking the meme. With a laugh, she started the first episode and watched as the animated characters appeared on-screen.

Orion could calm down long enough to enjoy a few hours of solitude and nerdy company, right? He couldn’t control his outright laugh at Skylar signing rainbow to reference the meme. “Clever” Orion laughed, settling back into his seat when she hit play so they could jump into the first episode. Orion quietly sang along to the opening theme song, hoping that he wasn’t too loud to disturb the other two from watching. Once they had gotten into the groove of the show, Orion could feel his anxiety finally start to calm down. But he kept catching himself eyeing the hallway. Against his better judgement, he couldn’t stop thinking about what more he could do to make sure he could keep Athena away from his new friends. Eventually after a couple of episodes of distraction, Orion couldn’t take it anymore. “Hey uh – Sorry. Could I use your bathroom really quick?” Orion asked, waiting for the permission to be granted before hopping up from his seat. “Please don’t pause it for me! I have seen this episode a hundred times. I can jump right back in! Be back in a minute!” Then he ran off down the hallway and towards the bedroom doors.

Skylar grinned, quietly pleased that Orion had understood her joke. It was kinda nice to have someone around who understood ASL more than the generic alphabet and question words. As they got into the show, she noticed that he had relaxed a little, something that honestly made her feel better about her hosting ability. Rio had seemed so nervous being here and she really didn’t want him to feel that way. He was super sweet, in person as well. As they made their way through the episodes, Skylar just felt… off. No matter how often she tried to focus on the anime in front of them, her mind drifted, cycling through worries. What did Shiloh really think of her? Would Remmy be okay? How was Nadia doing with her post-possession situation? Why was Nic out killing vampires? Was it really okay for her to take Alain’s self help books, what if he needed them? Why was Evelyn asking her all those questions? What about Blanche, was her magic nightmare situation still going on? How was poor Morgan dealing with her curse, did she need someone to talk to? Was Ricky ever going to forgive her? Would he even want to? All the questions weighed heavily in her mind, and her shoulders slumped deeper into the couch. The Karkinoids, the giant lobster boy, the eyeball that she still saw when she closed her eyes-- what were they? Why had they appeared? What had she gotten herself into, what had she gotten Shiloh into? It was-- It was too much. Dimly aware that Rio was saying something, she glanced over to where he’d been sitting and realized he was no longer in that seat. The episode they’d been watching had long ended. How much time had passed..? “Um, okay! I’ll just keep it going.” She said with a slight shrug at Winston. Where had Rio said he was going?

Though they were ignorant of this, unlike the other two, Winston was completely engrossed in the anime. They were drawn in by the detail, the art style, the tone. It was a difference from what they had previously been involved in in terms of their anime viewing experience but variety was the spice of life and honestly it was nice to do something that didn’t involve Ghouls, Fairies or Magic. Glancing over at Skye, they noticed the glazed look in their eyes and sat up gently as Orion left the room in search of their bathroom. “Hey,” they whispered, “you doing okay? You look like you’re a million miles away…” they gave her a reassuring smile before leaning back in their seat and placing a few kernels of popcorn into their mouth and chewing thoughtfully on the snack, “Orion seems like a cool dude.”

Orion rushed as quietly as he could into the hallway and gently pushed open the first bedroom door, peaking inside. Upon inspection, he wasn’t convinced that that was Skylar’s room. And pulled the door shut as quietly as he could and moved past it, eyeing the bathroom and then moving for the other door. He eased it open, noting the blue walls which stood out from the rest of the place. Against one wall stood a bookshelf that held stacks of comic books and manga along with a few pop figures. Bingo. Orion squeezer through the small opening and suddenly found himself standing in the middle of Skylar’s room. This was wrong. He knew how wrong this was. Maybe he didn’t deserve friends in the first place, if this was what he would have to do. But it was too late in this case, so he pushed himself forward, forcing himself to inspect the bookshelf and then the closet. He wasn’t exactly sure what he was looking for, but figured he would know if he found something. Ingredients for a spell, a pool of blood, being a Fae for dummies, anything. He moved to the bed and found nothing before finally inspecting the desk. He searched through the drawers, trying to be thorough in his search while also maintaining some level of privacy. He was ready to give up his search on account of not finding anything until he bumped into the desk chair. Clothes were tossed over the back of the chair, a detail Orion had completely ignored until he was up close and the bottom of the pile caught his eye. He carefully lifted the other clothes on top and his eyes widened at the discovery. Skin. He moved his hand to touch it and felt the leathery surface. Finally, all the pieces seemed to finally click together. Skylar was a selkie.

What if there was nothing she could do about all of this? What if Ricky was right, what if she had to confront-- Skylar forced herself back into the present and realized that Winston had said something to her. “I-- Sorry. I’m fine. Just a little tired, that’s all.” She said with a shake of her head before bringing her coffee mug to her lips. She’d refilled it twice over the course of the episodes, which would usually be enough to bring her energy levels up to normal at this time of the month. But… it wasn’t working. She still felt drained, the coffee wasn’t helping, and she couldn’t get out of her head. “Rio seems really nice, mhm. I’m glad he had this idea. Maybe if we could make this a regular thing.” She said before glancing down the hallway. Wait… “Didn’t he say he was looking for the bathroom?” Skylar asked, her expression shifting to one of confusion. “Why’s the bathroom door open?”

Raising an eyebrow at Skylar’s response, Winston counted backwards in their head to the date that Ricky and Remmy had forced Skylar to change. “You sure?” they asked with a frown, not willing to push the issue considering that it was obviously an issue for Skylar, but they wanted their friend to be safe and well. They forced themselves to take a long breath and watch the anime. Skylar was her own person and she had her own level of autonomy. She had her own life and she could make all her own decisions without Winston’s help. Rising from their chair, Winston made their way over to the living room door and looked around. “Why is the bathroom door open?” they asked in agreement, “Maybe Orion just went the wrong way or something?”

The news couldn’t have been any more relieving, and Orion had to physically force himself from cheering aloud or prancing around like an idiot. Skylar was a selkie! A selkie! Sure, being human was the safest bet for Skylar, but this was better, no, safer than the alternatives. The only thing Orion could think of to test a Selkie would be their dietary restrictions, and that would be easy enough to work around. Plus, Orion had befriended a selkie! How cool was that? He placed the clothing back on top of the skin and made his way back towards the door. When he slid back out into the hallway he looked over to realize that both Skylar and Winston had apparently realized that Rio had not just gone to the bathroom. “Uh- wrong door” he laughed awkwardly, semi thankful that he had been an awkward disaster the entire evening so that he had that excuse going for him. Without another word he made his way into the bathroom, splashing his face with some water from the sink. He would sit in there for a few minutes, try to calm himself down. He hadn’t done anything wrong per say. Technically he had, but for the right reasons. This was totally forgivable, right? This was good. Maybe now that he had learned the truth he could finally just enjoy the anime night with his friends. The stress of dealing with his sister would have to wait another day. But just to be safe he was going to spend another minute or two in the bathroom practicing some breathing techniques.

“I’m sure,” Skylar said with a rather forced smile on her face, ignoring the way that her body was starting to ache in that familiar, ever-present way. The way that followed her around, day after day, no matter how much she rested or slept. The way that shouldn’t be happening right now. She should have had more time, she’d needed more time to just be normal. Why couldn’t she just be normal? Reluctantly, Skylar shifted from her place on the couch and followed after Winston to peer down the hallway. But, even as she looked over, she saw Rio scurry into the bathroom door with an awkward laugh, shutting the door behind him. He’d been awkward all evening, poor guy. “I don’t know how he could have gone into the wrong door-- it’s just our rooms and the bathroom down the hall.” She blinked with a shake of her head. Rio wasn’t some kind of pervert was he..? Had she made a mistake inviting him here?

Raising an eyebrow as Winston spotted Orion leaving Skylars room and promptly making a beeline for the bathroom. “I mean maybe check your room to see if anything has gone missing,” though they had to admit that Orion wasn’t exactly the type that seemed suspicious and this may well have just been an extension of their awkwardness but Winston didn’t want to take the risk that there was something more going on there. It seemed unlikely that someone like Orion was not human or was even aware of the supernatural, but then again Winston hadn’t known about it. “I can try and keep him distracted if you want, it was probably just an honest mistake though…” Pausing Winston looked to Skylar to see what she wanted to do, this was her place after all. Her call.

Grimacing, Skylar nodded. Winston had a point, there was an easy enough way of dealing with this. “Thank you. If he comes out before I do, just try and distract him somehow?” She asked before hurrying down the hallway. She slipped inside her room and glanced around-- her bookshelf looked normal, her sheets was still haphazardly tossed in an attempt at making the bed, and her chair. Eyes widening, she hurried over to her chair. Her skin. Her pelt. Shit. How could she have been so stupid to just leave it lying out? Had he found it? Had he taken it? Was he going to sell it on the black market like Ricky had said people did? Oh god. But, there it was. Under the clothes she’d hidden it under. Letting out a small sigh, she relaxed a little. Hang on. That still didn’t answer the question-- why had he been in her room? Oh no, he wasn’t actually a pervert, was he?

Footsteps down the hall made Orion’s heartbeat even faster. His hands were shaking and he could feel sweat collecting on them. He flushed the toilet, never bothering actually using it. He washed his hands and wiped them dry on the hand towel. He pushed back out into the hallway, glancing back quickly at the bedroom door. Skylar wasn’t in the living room anymore, she must have gone into the bedroom. Orion felt light headed from the guilt and his stomach began hurting. He wasn’t going to throw up in Skylar’s home, right? No... he needed to remain calm. Or as calm as possible for him. “Hey!” Orion muttered casually as he walked back into the living room and reclaimed his original spot. “Is Skylar okay? She looked a little out of it earlier.”

As Skylar left, Winston quickly came up with a lie. They weren’t sure why they had decided to suggest that they lie to Orion because they were perhaps the worlds very worst liar. They hoped that everything was in order. “Hey!” they replied jumping a little as Orion appeared once more, “I think she’s doing okay,” they replied their brain doing their best to churn out a lie that was plausible, “she just went to get changed, she was sat here and there was a … a …” their brain was blank, “a spider!” They paused for a sharp intake of breath because Skylar didn’t seem the type to be bothered by arachnids. “Anyway, there was this … uh spider and I hate spiders they give me the skeeves and so I spot this … spider and I kinda jumped and that made Skylar jump and as she jumped she was about to drink some of her coffee so it was in her hand and I think some of it spilled on her and she went to sort that, probably just cleaning up now or maybe she’s getting changed… i don’t know because I’m here with you and not out there with … her.”

With one final, troubled look around her room, Skylar grabbed one of the sports mangas from her bookshelf and walked back out to the living room, holding it up at her guests as she returned to the living room. Rio was back in his spot and Winston seemed… a little out of sorts? What had they said? “I… remembered that Haikyuu is kinda similar to Koroko No Basket and decided to grab the book my room, in case you wanted to borrow it?” She said, holding the book out to Rio to look through. But, her eyes were trained on Winston. Did her story match with theirs..? What had they said to Rio to distract him? Oh god. They should have lined their stories up before she’d gone into her room. Her stomach churned slightly, she hated lying, she hated making things up so much. Particularly when it was over something that could be easily found out. Dammit.

Orion followed along with Winston’s story to the best of his ability. Admittedly, it seemed pretty obvious that they were lying to Orion. “Oh... uh I get it though, spiders scare me too.” That wasn’t a lie, Orion was terrified of the things. Though he was terrified of a lot of things so spiders didn’t necessarily make the top of the list. “Yeah, that makes sense. I hope she’s good. Is the spider gone?” He confirmed that it was a lie when Skylar came out giving a completely different excuse wearing the same clothes. Orion laughed nervously. They all knew each other was lying, but how did Orion explain to the two that he had a (semi) legit reasoning for glancing through the room? Especially in front of Winston; who knew what they knew about Skylar? Orion wasn’t willing to out her just to save his own skin. “Oh! I haven’t read that yet!” Orion smiled as wide as he could and tried to sound casual. Did his voice just crack? Jesus. “Thank you! I really appreciate it. I can get this back to you soon, I promise. Uh-“ he motioned to change the subject, “are you doing alright? You look a little out of it.” Why did he have to ruin every good thing that happened to him?

Winston’s eyes went wide as they realised that Skylar hadn’t changed. “Hey, you managed to … get the stain out already, you really must give me that recipe you know to do that. I spill … stuff on me … all the time.” They really needed to get better at lying, this was not going to work out if they were going to continue putting themselves in these situations. Glancing up at Skylar, Winston frowned as they realised that Skylar didn’t really look herself. She didn’t look ill per se, more that there was something off about the way she viewed the room. A weird sheen in her eyes. “Do you want to come and sit down, maybe you should have a drink or something?” they looked at Orion and hoped that their lies would be forgotten. They wondered what was really going on here, was it possible that they were in danger. Winston would’ve normally written it off as simple miscommunication and misunderstanding, but suddenly they were so sure. After everything that had happened maybe they were getting a little paranoid.

Struggling to not just blink at the two of them in confusion, Skylar nodded slowly, “Uh huh… it was just a little spill-- not a huge deal. And I got distracted by the book because it was on the shelf next to me. Mhm!” Nailed it. Before she could say anything else that could make things weird, Skyar nodded and sat down on the couch, taking her spot once more. As the two of them asked her if there was something wrong, she frowned at them. What was going on? Was it that obvious that she wasn’t feeling her best? Glancing down at her hands, she saw that a thin film of slime had developed on her palms, but she did her best to hide that by folding her arms across her stomach. “I’m fine, really. Just a little tired, but that’s nothing super uncommon. Um… Are we still going to watch?” She asked, gesturing to the anime boys that were running around on her tv screen. The sooner they just dropped the question, the better. She didn’t want them asking her questions she couldn’t really answer.

Orion wasn’t convinced that Skylar was alright like she claimed, but it was hardly Orion’s business. There must have been some reason why she was trying to convince them that she was fine. Maybe she was just tired. Orion shrugged towards Winston as if to say, I hope she’s fine. Then at least, Skylar offered to continue watching the show. Things couldn’t be too messed up if they were going to be jumping back into the tv show, right? Orion let out a sigh of relief, falling back into the chair and trying to force himself to relax. Everything was going to be fine. Orion was going to befriend both of them despite the awkwardness of tonight. He needed some friends like this. “Yeah we should jump right back in. Sorry for holding things up.” He welcomed anything to change the subject from their obvious lies and hopefully give some room for the three to forget everything and bond over anime like they had been doing before.

Winston knew that they were all aware that there wasn’t something quite right here. But apparently all of them were way too awkward to confront it. Winston’s tenous grasp over their magic was not something that they wanted to test now. So they sat there, and watched several more hours of this anime. In doing so, they had to admit that they really came to enjoy Orion’s company, despite the weird situation that was hanging over them. When it eventually got to the later hours of the night, Winston realised that they had work in the morning. Stiffling a yawn at the end of their current episode, they forced themselves from the couch. “Look, guys, I’ve got to go home,” they said as they pulled their glasses off an rubbed their eyes, “I’ve got to be at work in a few hours and I need to get some sleep, but … yeah I had a great time.”

The next few hours of anime passed Skylar by in a slightly listless haze. She was aware of what was going on, but the tiredness was getting to her in a way that her normal methods of just weren’t handling. But, she did her best to seem as engaged as possible. She laughed when the other two did, she nodded along to the opening music, she tried to just be normal. When what she was going through was anything but. And, to top it all off, there was the matter of Rio… poking around in her room. As Winston stood up to walk out the door, Skylar nodded. “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize it’d gotten that late. Thanks so much for coming by.” She said, walking them to the door. Fingers twitching at her side nervously, she glanced back at the couch. Mmmmmm. She really had to know why he’d been in her room and this was as good of an opportunity as she was going to get. Speaking as casually as she could, Skylar asked, “Since they have to get to work tomorrow, Rio… do you mind helping me clean up a little?”

Orion was able to settle down enough to enjoy the anime for a few hours. He usually used anime when he was stressed out as a distraction. It got his mind off of reality and gave him some time to unwind and relax. That actually seemed to be working, despite the awkwardness of the night. After a while, Winston mentioned it getting late and began to pack their things. Orion hadn’t even noticed all the time that had passed. “It was super nice meeting you. I’m glad we got a chance to do this.” He smiled at Winston, nervously fumbling with the rings he had stolen from his sister. His little ploy had been so stupid. He should have just come for the anime night and left it at that. “Oh yeah of course. I’d love to help.” Orion agreed nervously.

Yawning, Winston collected the remainder of the snacks that they had brought with them, stuffing them into a rucksack and pulling their jacket on. Rubbing a finger behind the lense of their glasses, they nodded and smiled at Orion. Despite all of the weirdness earlier, Orion seemed cool. “Hey, dude, you too, we should definitely make sure that we do this stuff again, maybe on a weekend or when I’m not working.” With that they double checked that they had the last of their belongings and headed out into the night.

Skylar smiled as Winston said their goodbyes and shut the door behind them. Just the effort of getting up and going to the door was draining, but she hid it as well as she could. She had no idea why she was feeling so awful. She'd been trying her best to take care of herself, reading the self-help books, and doing whatever she could to ease some of the stress that had been thrust upon her. This was part of why she'd wanted to have anime night-- it was meant to be something fun and normal and cool, but her body was just... ruining it for her. Letting out a sigh, she did her best to offer a genuine smile as she turned around to face Rio. "Thanks again for offering to help clean up, I really appreciate it." She said with a nod, putting a chip clip on one of the open bags. "Um... did you have a good time?"

Winston left for the night which just left Orion and Skylar alone in her place. Despite a few hiccups, Orion had enjoyed himself and hoped that the other two had as well. He was in the kitchen, throwing out the cans and bottles from the night and trying to organize the array of snacks that they had brought over. Orion couldn’t help but wonder what was on Skylar’s mind. His fingers drummed against the countertop nervously. “Hey, yeah of course it’s my pleasure.” He answered suddenly, realizing that he had spaced out for a moment. “I had a great time! It was really cool to have people to talk to about the shows I like to watch. Thanks again for inviting me over.” Were they going to talk about the bedroom incident? He didn’t want to, but he was afraid things would be worse if they didn’t. What would Orion even say? What excuse did he have, really? Aside from the truth, which was completely out of the question.

Skylar blinked at Rio's answer, a little confused by his body language. He'd been a little antsy all night, but there was something else about him. Why was he being so... odd? He almost seemed like he wasn't fully present, if that made any sense. But... she couldn't really judge. She hadn't been feeling like herself in a long time. "I'm glad that you had fun. I'm really hoping to make this a more regular thing." She said with a nod. But... she still wasn't a hundred percent sure how she felt about Rio. There was just something... off. Grimacing, she stared at the stovetop of the kitchen before turning around to face Rio. Looking him directly in the eyes, Skylar spoke up, "Um. Do you mind if I ask you something?" She could feel the sweat trickling down the side of her face; or, at least, she hoped it was just sweat. Either way, she really just wanted to ask him and get it over with. "Why were you snooping around in my room?"

Skylar did not look great, but Orion wasn’t sure that it was his place to make a comment on it. She had been lethargic the entire night and had looked a bit out of it, but Orion had hoped it was just exhaustion. But now, standing up with her in the kitchen instead of glancing from a chair, he could see that it was more than just Skylar being tired. It didn’t help that tension sunk between the two, both thinking about the same incident without either saying anything about it. But then finally, Skylar asked the question. What had Orion been doing in her room? All night, he had convinced himself that it was justifiable. That he had a good reason for doing what he had. But was it truly necessary? He was so stupid. “I- uh wasn’t snooping.” He began, but it didn’t feel right coming off his lips. They tasted bitter, “Sorry that’s not right- I didn’t mean to snoop.” That was closer to the truth. Sure, he had walked into that room on purpose, but he had never wanted to do it in the first place. “I walked in and I should have left immediately but I-“ He couldn’t explain to her the truth, not without explaining his family to her. “I saw the skin.” He finally settled on. That was what this entire night had boiled down to and it was a conversation the two would have to have eventually. He just hadn’t expected it to happen so soon. “I didn’t know what it was at first, so I went in because I wanted to know what it was.” He shut his eyes tight, not wanting to see her facial reaction just yet. “Which was wrong. And I shouldn’t have done that and I’m really sorry.”

The tiredness Skylar had felt all night had sunk into her bones as she listened to Rio. Folding her arms across her chest, her fingers gripped at the sides of her shirt, as though she could just physically hold herself together. If she could just keep it together, she would be okay. But, the second he mentioned skin... Her blood ran cold. What? He'd seen her skin, had he gone in there purposefully? But, it was still there, it was still there. Wait. Her eyes widened as she realized that he'd said skin, not pelt. Not something that... a normal person who saw a seal pelt would say. "You... you went into my room, and you saw my skin. And you don't think that's snooping?" Her voice shaking with both anger and fear. What was he going to do now? Why did he know. "How, how do you know what it is? Rio, why were you looking for things in my room? Why... why are you here?"

This wasn’t going well. Understandably, Skylar didn’t seem to take the news that Orion found the skin very well. “No, no. You’re right I’m sorry. It was snooping. But.. I didn’t want to snoop. ” Orion couldn’t seem to find the right words to say. Were there any right words to say? “Listen, there are some bad people in this town.” How did he tell her the truth without telling her the truth? “They want to hurt people that are… different.” His mouth was dry, but his palms were sweating and he wiped them against his jeans. He didn’t feel like he could make eye contact. He may start crying on the spot. God, that would be embarrassing. “I’m here for the anime night! I swear. But while I was here… I needed to know. So I could make sure you were safe. I- I don’t care that you’re a Selkie. I just don’t want others to find out and hurt you.”

Skylar shook her head slowly from side to side, as though that would make any of this situation less real. No, no, no. She'd been so careless, so stupid. She'd sent back the safe to Ricky and now she only had herself to blame for this. If she'd just kept the safe, then Rio would have never known that she was a Selkie. "Why did you need to know? Why couldn't you have asked me? If-- if you'd asked me, if you'd said that you were trying to help me, I would have told you." She said, trembling. "Who are these people? How do you know about them, and who-- who are they? If you're trying to help me, I need to know. I deserve to know if someone tries to hurt me for being something-- something I don't even want to be!" Her voice broke and tears began to streak down her face as she stared at Rio, still trying to comprehend what he had told her.

“I couldn’t just ask.” Orion whined, not proud of the emotion slipping into his voice. He hated crying. He definitely didn’t cry in front of people. “I didn’t- I couldn’t know if you were going to tell the truth. It’s why I wore these stupid rings.” He held his hand up as evidence. “There are hunters!” He couldn’t bring himself to tell her the whole truth. Knowing about his family would only put her in more danger. Not to mention himself. If he were to over tell them the truth about him then… well that might be his family’s final straw. “I’ve seen the awful things they can do and when we became friends I just- I just wanted to keep you safe.” But then Skylar broke Orion’s heart. She hated being a Selkie? All she was trying to do was live her life. Orion was the one that should hate what he was. He did hate what he was. “Skylar… There is nothing wrong with wha- with who you are. You deserve better than that.” Dang it. He wiped at his eyes with his forearm. This was definitely the worst.

Blinking through the tears, Skylar sucked in a deep breath and attempted to calm herself down. But, the more Rio kept talking, the more questions came to mind. What was he talking about? Hunters? His rings? What did he mean by this? What did any of this mean? "Are you a hunter? What are the rings, what are they?" She asked, trying to work through the thoughts racing through her mind. There was just so much that she couldn't even begin to understand with what he'd just said. "I--" She held up her hand, signing for him to stop. She didn't need someone who had just... outed her to try and reassure about what she was as a person. "Don't. Don't tell me that, I don't want to hear that. What I need to know," Skylar took in another shaky breath, "Is are they going to attack me? Are you going to hurt me?"

The words hurt Orion. They weren’t even accusatory, more questioning than anything. But it didn’t make the question hurt any less. Was he a hunter? “No. God no. I’m not a hunter.” That wasn’t a lie. Genetically, maybe he was but he would never become his family. He refused to accept that title as one of his own no matter what his family tried to force upon him. “I don’t- It doesn’t sound good. But I want to be honest here. The rings are silver and iron. It’s a way to test if a person is a werewolf or Fae.” He wanted to try to explain more to her, to try to make her understand or at the very least make her less afraid. But he had ruined it. He stopped talking immediately after she signed at him, freezing in his tracks. “Ok. I’m sorry.” He held his hands up in surrender and crossed them back over his chest. “No! No! No. I would never hurt you. Or anybody. I don’t want anybody to get hurt. Nobody is going to hurt you.” He was going to make sure of that. Whether Skylar could forgive him or not. Whether she ever spoke to him again. She would make sure that his sister stayed away from her.

Swallowing through the lump that had formed in the back of her throat, Skylar nodded. Okay. He wasn’t a hunter. But he knew about this? He knew about werewolves and fae and how to tell what they were? He knew about Selkies? How could he… Rubbing her fingers together, she shook her head again before unhooking her hearing aids from her ears, shoving them into the pockets of her jeans. She didn’t want to hear any more of this, she really didn’t. She couldn’t handle finding out about all of this. Focusing on reading his lips to compensate for her lack of hearing, Skylar’s hands clenched at her sides. “How do you know that no one is going to hurt me? I need you to leave. Right now. I can’t deal with this right now.” Skylar signed, pointing at the door.

Maybe Orion had still kept some hope alive. Maybe, despite the tears and the anger and the fear, Orion still wondered if a friendship was salvageable. Maybe, just maybe, Orion had deluded himself to believe that he did deserve friendship. But Skylar took out her hearing aids, and Orion knew that the conversation was over. The door had closed and Orion was locked out. At least the one benefit was that Skylar probably couldn’t hear his sniffling any longer. At least she was safe, and Orion knew that Athena’s initial tests wouldn’t show anything.”Yeah, of course. I get it.” He signed back at Skylar. He thought about leaving the bag of snacks on the counter for Skylar, but remembered that her diet wouldn’t exactly allow for that. So he grabbed onto the bag and made his way towards the door. He held onto the knob for a long moment before turning around to sign at her again. “Thanks for inviting me. I’m really sorry. Again.” Then he was gone.

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Nascar and Neuro : Cashton

summary: You’re dating Nascar!Ashton and whenever he gets injured or even slightly battered in his car, he has to go see Neuro Surgeon!Cal. You and Ash get used to Cal and there’s obviously a spark between all three of you.

word count: 3.5K

warnings: me trying to not be an awkward fuck writing smut. kinky threesome sex, DP, choking, all that jazz. once again, i know nothing about Nascar or actually working in a hospital.

You waited with the medical team as Ashton’s car pulled up. The car door opened and you ran towards him, throwing your arms over your mans shoulders as your legs wrapped around his waist.

he chuckled and the sound vibrated through your being as you pressed your face against his neck. He had that distinct burnt rubber kind of smell that always reminded you of the track.

“Mr. Irwin.” one of the medics sighed, “due to the small collision and possibility of whiplash we need to escort you to the hospital for a quick Neurology check with your Doctor.”

Ashton sighed as he set you on the ground, “fine, but I’m not getting in the ambulance.”

“Mr. Irwin, you can’t drive until we know for sure you’re not concussed-” the medic began but you held up a hand, “i’ll drive. don’t worry, we’ve seen Dr. Hood a lot. we know how to get there.”

the medic sighed but nodded, knowing he couldn’t argue with you or Ashton. Ashton’s arm went over your shoulders as the two of you walked through the arena to the private parking for the drivers and he tossed you the keys as you got into the front seat.

“are you feeling okay?” you asked, starting the engine.

“my head hurts a bit.” Ashton confessed, letting out a long sigh as he ran a hand through those gorgeous honey curls before his hand came to rest on your thigh.

You drove to the hospital, teasing the speed limit as Ashton grinned at how you drove. he was the professional but he made sure he taught you a thing or two. on your first date he had driven you out to a long dirt road and taught you how to properly drive a stick shift which could have been a super terrible mansplaining thing but with Ashton it wasnt. the pride in his eyes when you figured it out would be stuck in your mind forever because in that moment, on that first date, you knew this was a guy trying to find a partner. an equal.

you parked and the two of you walked into the Hospital, Ashton’s arm over your shoulder as always.

the receptionists knew you and Ash by now. you came in after most races since Ashton was a target for other drivers, he was the one to beat. there were so many possibilities of neuro issues that Nascar figured they might as well just have a Nuero specialist regular who would know Ashton and know if something was wrong.

and that was Doctor Hood.

Like Ashton, Doctor Hood was young for his profession. which, like Ashton, was a testament to his abilities.

Ash had been seeing him for about a year. the first time you walked into Ash’s room at the hospital, you had noticed how cute the doctor was.

Beautiful tan skin, gorgeous dark hair and the sweetest smile you’d ever seen. not to mention the tattoos on his hands that always made you think he had a wild side and wonder how many more he had.

as the nurse showed you to your room, Ashton took a seat on the bed and you stood between his legs, running your fingers through his hair. “my beautiful race car baby.” you smiled, fingers brushing over his face as he looked up at you adoringly.

“i think you should kiss it better.” Ashton smiled.

“tell me where it hurts.”

he pointed to his mouth and you smiled before leaning down to press a kiss to his lips. his hands went to your bum as he pulled you closer, deepening the kiss.

a cough made you tear yourself away from Ashton, who tried to follow you with his lips but sighed when he realized you weren’t going to continue kissing him.

“Dr. Hood.” you greeted.

“i tell you every time, you can call me Calum.” the young doctor said, picking up Ashton’s chart. “so the other car bumped into yours, correct?”

“yup.” Ashton said.

you moved out of Calum’s way so he could come over and check Ashton out, “how are you feeling?” he used a light to check Ashton’s pupils.

“my head hurts a bit.” Ashton answered.

“how about your neck.” Calum asked, hands coming to gently touch the area around where Ashton’s jaw met his neck.

“necks fine.” Ashton sighed.

“so you have a head ache. how about dizziness, nausea, sensitivity to noise?”

“no, no and no.”

“okay well you look to be fine but because of your history with concussions and the fact that i’ve seen you three times this month already, i’m going to recommend that you stay over night for observation.” Calum said, “i’ll get a nurse to bring a cot for you, Y/N.”

“thank you Doctor Hood.” you smiled warmly.

he smiled back, “if either of you need anything, here is my personal phone number, give me a message and i’ll be here as soon as i can.” he handed Ashton a card as he turned and left.

as soon as he was gone you sat next to Ashton on the bed, “i’m going to run home and grab an overnight bag so you can change out of your track suit.”

“you love my track suit.” he grinned.

“it’s true. but there’s no need for you to sponsor ADIDAS right now, i’m sure you’d be more comfortable in your sweats.” you kissed him softly, “i’ll be back soon, okay babe?”

***

you walked back into the hospital, a bag of stuff for you and Ashton in your hands. as you approached Ashton’s room you heard voices and stopped in the doorway to see Calum talking to Ashton.

“is he okay?” you asked, not sure why else Calum would be there.

“i’m fine. just bored.” Ashton sighed, “and hungry.”

“let me go grab you some food.” you suggested.

“thanks babe. i’m thinking pizza.”

Calum laughed, “you don’t want hospital pizza mate.” Cal came to stand next to you at the door, “look, i’ll go with Y/N and grab you something off the secret menu.”

“deal.”

Calum’s hand went to the small of your back as the two of you left the room and he directed you down the winding hallways to the cafeteria. as the two of you got in the small line of mostly faculty, you turned to Calum, “he’s going to be okay right? if something was wrong... you’d let me know.”

“a headache could be caused by anything. dehydration, anxiety, you name it. its quite likely he’ll be fine. i just want to make sure.” Calum assured you as he removed his hand from the small of your back.

“so you’ve been Ashton’s doctor a year now and you have no idea how hard it’s been for me to not ask you about these tattoos.” you said, grabbing one of his hands again to look at the letters. “what do they mean?”

“they’re my parents initials.” he explained, “nothing special.”

“no, i love them.” you said, “do you have anymore?”

he laughed, “i do. but i can’t show you them here.”

“maybe another time then.” you answered.

you got to the front of the line and Calum smiled at the lady working who grinned back, obviously Cal was a charmer. “we’ll have three sandwiches from the secret menu.” Calum whispered, looking at you and winking as the worker laughed.

“you’re lucky you have this guy with you, our secret items are VIP only.” she whispered to you.

you pulled out your wallet and Calum held up a hand but before he could say anything you stated: “Calum. i am buying.”

he looked at you, taken aback slightly. this was the first time he’d heard his name on your lips and he liked it.

he knew this whole situation was weird. after all, he was your boyfriends doctor. he had no idea how long the two of you had been together but you’d been together the whole year he’d known you both.

you and Ashton were a beautiful couple.

from the first visit Cal had began writing down when Ashton had races so he could get himself ready to see the two of you. it was a whole ordeal for him. the waiting sucked but it was always worth it when he walked into that room and was finally able to bask in the sunshine that was you and Ashton.

the things he’d witnessed always made his heart soar, little glimpses into you and Ashton’s relationship. that one time he walked in to see you on top of Ashton on that hospital bed... Calum had been grateful for his long white lab coat and the deserted on call room.

and then walking in on you and Ashton kissing that morning... well, it had almost begun to hurt.

it hurt because he couldn’t really do anything about it. being a neuro surgeon was hard enough as it was without having a complicated maybe relationship with a nascar driver and his super hot girlfriend. and thats if you and Ashton were even down for it, which he had no idea if you were.

polyamory had been a thing at the start of his residency at the hospital. surgeons never had time to really commit to a full relationship so having more than one lover made things easier. he was used to the idea. but a lot of people wouldn’t be and he was okay with that.

but you were showing interest in the tattoos. and Calum wanted, more than anything, to take this as a sign. a sign that maybe there was hope.

as he looked at your determined face as you paid for the food his heart thumped in his chest and he sighed. “you okay?” you asked, having heard his sigh.

“just tired.” he smiled.

you picked up the tray with the three sandwiches and turned to Calum, “okay, don’t help me, i can find the way back.”

he allowed you to walk a few steps in front of him as you maneuvered your way back to Ashton’s room. you set the tray down on the bedside table, noticing Ashton had changed into sweatpants and a hoodie, “you joining us mate?” Ashton asked, noticing the three sandwiches.

“unless you have any big shot neuro surgeries or patients-” you began to make excuses for Calum in case he needed an easy way out.

“it’s really against protocol-” Calum began.

“well my head is sort of hurting again so i think you should stay to make sure i’m okay.” Ashton flashed a cheeky grin and Calum laughed, pulling up a chair next to yours and the bed.

“so why did you go into medicine and not modelling?” you asked making Ashton burst out laughing and Cal rub nervously at the tattoos on his hands.

“um... i like taking care of people.” Calum explained.

“you’re good at it.” Ashton said, taking a bite of his sandwich.

Calum began to relax and he finished his sandwich before he got a message about a neuro consult and had to leave. you and Ashton watched him leave and you sighed, “pretty sure he’s single.”

“it would suck if he isn't.” Ashton said, taking a bite of his sandwich.

“are you sure we’re ready for this Ash?” you asked, twirling a piece of his hair around your finger.

“we have enough love to go around.” he grinned, pressing a kiss against your lips.

“especially for the hot doctor.” you agreed.

you both finished your sandwiches and you crawled into the bed next to him, sitting between his legs with your back against his chest as his arms wrapped around you.

****

it was around two AM when Calum exited his surgery. it had been successful and his blood was pumping through his body like he was on fire. as he turned a corner he bumped straight into you and Ashton.

his eye brows furrowed as he steadied you, “are you two alright?” he asked, “why are you out of your room?”

“we were looking for you.” You answered, “are you off work?”

“will be in a minute. was about to head to an on call room for some sleep, next shift starts at seven.” he explained.

“you’re here a lot aren’t you mate?” Ashton grinned.

“on call rooms arent so bad.” Calum shrugged.

“i bet they’re better than the patient rooms.” you said, “how about you show us which on call room you usually go to.”

the way you were smiling was suggestive and your tone confirmed his suspicion. you and Ashton wanted to go to an on call room. with him.

Calum’s heart raced in his chest even more. any other time of the day he might have said no. might have put his work at the highest point of importance. but it was a night shift. and no one was really around. and he was on call anyways...

and damn, that surgery had gone so well and Calum could still feel the adrenaline tingling over his skin like buzzing bees. and then he was leading you and Ashton to his favourite on call room.

the room was off to the side, secluded. Cal knew he was practically the only surgeon who used it. he opened the door and let the two of you in before following, closing and locking the door.

“wanna see those tattoos Cal.” you said as you pressed your lips against his.

his back hit the door as his hands cupped your face, fingers lacing through that beautiful hair he’s wanted to touch for so long.

your hands tore off his scrub shirt and your fingers traced over the tattoos on his chest, running down his abdomen and making him groan against your mouth as you teased his skin.

Ashton had come up behind you, hands on your waist as his lips sucked at your neck. his movements earned a moan from you and the sound was music to Calum’s ears.

Ashton tore off your shirt and pushed down your pants. as a race car driver, Ash liked things fast and neither you nor Cal were complaining.

Meanwhile, Calum reached around you and unhooked your bra, tearing it off you so his hands could explore your body. His fingers brushed over your nipple and you groaned into his mouth, Ashton’s hands pushing down your panties.

Ashton’s lips on your neck drew your attention to him as you turned around to pay a bit more attention to him. You pressed your ass back against Cal’s dick as you pulled off Ashton’s hoodie and pushed down his sweats.

His lips attacked yours as his hands went into you hair, pulling slightly so he could move your head and gain access to your neck. Calum’s hand slipped down the front of your body as he began to rub your clit, making you moan loudly.

suddenly two fingers were in your mouth and you felt Calum’s erratic breath against your eat, “can’t be too loud gorgeous.”

One of his fingers slipped inside of you as you groaned around the fingers in your mouth.

“too slow.” Ashton stated as he bent down slightly to lift you up, your legs wrapping around his waist as he carried you over to the bed, tossing you down on it before he kissed down your body, tongue teasing your already worked up pussy.

your fingers tangled in his curls while Calum watched, still breathing heavily, heart racing. the small sounds you were making were deliciously sinful and it was obvious that Ashton had made you cum by the way your eyes closed and your back arched.

Ashton pulled away from you with a grin, looking over at Calum, “you going to join or what?”

He reached over to his hoodie and pulled out a bottle of lube and Calum realized this whole thing had been really planned out. unless Ashton just carried around lube 24/7 but Calum doubted that.

you opened your arms, beckoning Calum to the bed, “take off your pants and lay down.” you instructed.

Calum opened his mouth, not used to being told what to do. but he followed your instructions, even accepting the condom Ash threw at him, then he laid down as you got on top of him. your lips immediately attached to his again and his hands went to your waist as you ground down against him. he could feel how wet you were and let out a long moan.

you reached between your bodies, lining him up at your entrance before sinking down. you both just revelled in the feeling for a moments before his hands on your hips urged you to begin bouncing up and down.

Calum’s head fell back against the pillows as his eyes closed, enjoying the feeling.

You leaned forward and your lips attached to his beautiful neck, biting lightly before using your tongue to sooth the skin.

Ashton had come on the bed behind you and was getting you ready for him as well, when he thought you were good, you slowed your movements and Calum pulled your lips to his to distract you a little while Ashton pushed into you.

you were all still for a moment, letting you get used to the feeling. Ashton gave an exploratory thrust and you all moaned in unison, your fingers digging into Calum’s shoulders.

they began moving in and out of you at opposite intervals, a rhythm that they picked up almost naturally. one of Calum’s beautiful tattooed hands wrapped around your throat and you let out a devastated whine at the feeling.

a loud smack echoed through the room as Ashton’s hand came down on your ass causing you to clench around both of them.

Ashton had always had a gruelling, rough, fast pace and you were used to that. But Calum did too. getting wrecked by both of them at once was driving you wild, especially with Calum’s hand around your neck and Ashton hands smacking your ass.

“fuck Princess, i’m not going to last much longer.” Ashton growled from behind you.

“me neither.” Calum agreed.

you moaned louder as their speeds somehow quickened even more, gripping Calum’s shoulders to anchor yourself as their thrusts became sporadic.

Calum let go of your neck and pulled your lips to his, eyes clenching while Ashton’s grip on your waist reached bruising levels. they both groaned loudly as they came, slowing down.

you all stayed in that position for a few moments before Ashton pulled out of you and you rolled onto the bed next to Calum. you were all breathing heavily as Ashton threw his condom away. you and Calum made room for him on the bed as you curled against Calum’s chest, Ashton slipping in behind you and pressing a kiss to your shoulder.

“how’s your head feeling?” Calum asked, breaking the silence.

Ashton laughed, “fine. i had a bit of a head ache before but it’s gone now.”

“Sex can cure head aches.” Calum mused.

the sound of beeping drew all of your attentions to Calum’s phone, sitting on top of his scrubs, “shit.” he cursed, sitting up, “i probably have to go.” he threw away his condom and picked up his phone, hastily pulling on his scrubs, “okay there’s an emergency so i have to go but you two can’t stay here. do you know your way back to your room?”

“yeah we’ll be fine.” you assured him, standing and pressing a kiss to his lips, “go fix a brain or something Doctor.”

he laughed, a small blush creeping over his skin. he unlocked the door and left while you and Ashton put your clothes back on. Ashton’s fingers toyed with the hem of your shirt, “that was fun.” he mused, kissing you softly.

his fingers intertwined with yours as the two of you snuck out of the on call room back to Ashtons room where you fell asleep cuddled together.

****

it was morning when Calum showed up, holding Ashton’s file in his hands, “how are you feeling?” he asked, “any head aches, dizziness-”

“nope, i’m great.” Ashton answered.

Calum looked up from the file at the two of you for the first time and he grinned, knowing all of you were thinking about the on call room. it was a dirty little secret and the tension was even worse than before.

“well, you’re good to go then.” Calum sighed.

Ashton stood and the two of you gathered your things, “see you in a month or so.” Ashton grinned as he brushed past Cal.

you followed and smiled, “oh, and nice hickie doctor.”

Calum’s heart dropped as he turned to look in the mirror, noticing the purple welt adoring the column of his neck. “fuck” he swore under his breath. he had just did an emergency craniotomy with a fucking hickie on his throat.

he watched you and Ashton grin hand in hand and he laughed to himself. the two of you would be back, that much was certain and if the sex was that kinky the first time? well, Calum could only imagine what would happen next time.

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Agent Carter An Au Series

Done with chapter 14!!! Enjoy!!!:)

Daniel's POV:

Its still dark when I wake up in the morning, not that I got much sleep. I got home late last night working on the stark case, when I heard the baby screaming. I knocked on Peg's door but she didn't answer. I knocked again, and still nothing. I put my ear to the door and I hear a woman crying. Oh no, somethings wrong. I open the door and the crying is much louder. I see Peggy clutching Steph to her chest as if shes holding on for dear life.

"Peg!" I run, or crutch, as fast as I can, get down on my knee, and hold her cheek in my hands. I get her to look at me, and her face is red and her eyes are puffy. "Peggy whats wro-" I stop mid question when i look at the bed. Colleen's been shot. "Oh my God..." As I say this, Peggy squeezes her eyes shut and hugs Steph tighter, both crying their hearts out. Oh Peg....I stand up and hold her close as she cries. What the hell happened here? I look around and notice things thrown on the floor, broken, and a busted out window. Great... I take Peggy by the arms and take them both home with me. When we get there I lead them to the bedroom and they both fall fast asleep. Once I'm sure they do, I head downstairs and call the police. Something needed to be done about the body; and I know Peg won't want to deal with it. Before they get here, I head into the apartment and grab some of Peggy's thing. Or at least, I think they're hers. Before I leave I look out the window, but theres no body, Dammit. When the police get here, I tell them what I know, which isn't much, and I head home while they take Colleen.

That was four hours ago, and with Peg and the baby in my room, I slept on the couch. When I finally get up, I get my crutch and go to the room to check on Peggy. Shes fast asleep.I can't help but watch for a few minutes, shes so peaceful. Before I leave, Peggy starts to stir. It looks like shes having a nightmare. I sit on the edge of the bed and smooth out her hair, trying to calm her down. It works, but what I didn't expect her to lay on my chest. Uhmm....I try to move away, but shes starting to wake up.

"Mmmhh. Daniel?"

"Hey." I get her off of my chest and she starts to sit up. "You okay? Looked like you were having a bad dream." She rubs the sleep from her eyes, and looks at the wall.

"What time is it?" She sits up half way and reaches for Steph.

"Uh... I'm not sure. Its early though. The sun isn't even out yet." She hums in response and cuddles with the baby. "Peg." She looks at me, half awake. "Are you okay?" I ask again. She starts to shake her her, but then nods. "Well that didn't sound too sure..." I say gently. She gives a small, sad laugh, and it starts to turn into a sob. "Peg..." She shakes her head more insistently and starts crying. I reach my left arm over her shoulders and hold her as she leans closer. She kept saying it was her fault, but I know thats not true, and I tell her that.

"No, Daniel, I-." She takes a deep breath. "Not only is Colleen dead, but... He almost shot Stephanie! I almost lost her too!!" Oh no... I sit closer to her and hold her tighter. God this is so wrong, what is wrong with the world?

"Hey..." I lift up her chin and she looks at me. "Its not your fault, none of this is. You did what you had too to protect yourself and your kid. Thats what matters. Shes alive and healthy, Peg. Thats the most important thing." A few more tears slip away as she bites her lip and nods her head. She throws an arm around my neck and holds on tight. God shes been through so much...I'm glad I can at least be some sort of comfort. After a while she pulls away, but only a little.

"I should, uhm, head back. Grab some things and get ready for work."

"You can do that here, you don't have to go over there right away. I already grabbed some of your stuff, most everything's already been taken care of." She looks confused at first and then a light flicks over her head.

"Daniel.... Daniel you didn't," She doesn't sound angry, if anything she sounds slightly relieved.

"I called the police after you fell asleep. But I figured... you might not want to go back there right now, what with it so fresh in your mind. Thats why I grabbed some of your things." I point over to the corner of the room with my free hand, and she looks and gives a small smile.

"Thank you, I-... I don't know what I'd do with out you. You're too kind." I smile back at her and it feels like time is frozen. I give her shoulders a squeeze, and she smiles. It isn't until now that I realize how close we are. Without realizing it, I lean in, and so does she. Our foreheads meet and cheeks brush together. Is this is real? Yeah. Its real.... We pull back slightly and look the other in the eyes, as if there was an unspoken question in the air. Leaning back in, faster this time, our noses touch and our breaths are ragged. I have almost no control left. Our lips start to brush together as she places one hand in my hair. Closer and closer and we almost meet completely... until Steph starts to fuss. We both sigh and give a small laugh. Shit. She leans back and I do the same. I clear my throat and let go of her shoulders.

"She must be hungry." We lock eyes again, and it feels so calming. "I should probably go back.T-To our flat. I need to shower and-" She trails off and looks down at the baby.

"My showers right over there, and I already grabbed her bassinet and diaper bag." Her eyes widen for a moment and then she relaxes.

"Thank you." I nod and walk away. I can't believe that almost happened! Just don't mention it, Daniel, and everything will be fine. I hope...

Peggy's POV:

We almost kissed! Oh my God, we almost...Well was that considered kiss? We didn't fully make contact, but... Oh bloody hell Steph! I love my daughter with all of my heart, but she has the worst timing known to man. I feed her and she settles down. I lay her in the 'bassinet' and pop in the shower. Thankfully the soap is unscented. If I were to appear at work smelling like a man I would be harassed more than usual. I leave the bathroom and look through what Daniel brought. A few dresses, blouses, and skirts. I grab the blue dress with red strips on the abdomen and change. I grab poppet and leave the bedroom. When I do I see that Daniel's left a note 'Already left for the office, see you there -DS'. I hold the note to my lips and smile to myself at the thought of him. Before heading to the office, I call Jarvis and we meet at the Automat.

"I'm sorry to appear callus, but is there any way it can be traced back to you?" He sits in the booth behind me as we talk, that way we won't draw unwanted attention to ourselves.

"My name wasn't on the lease."

"Did she have any family?"

"She lost her brother at water canal, and her sister and her children live in Jersey. I had only known her for a year little over a year. I needed a place to stay and I didn't know anyone. She didn't mind at all that I didn't want my name to the flat." Its silent for a while and I say the thing thats been on my mind all night. "I seem to have a habit of loosing people closest to me. But, perhaps loosing is too kind a word. I get them killed." I look over at Steph and shes playing with a small napkin. How on earth did she get that?

"Ms. Carter."

"When Howard cam to see me, I was damn happy to see him. I'd been wallowing in it since the war. Wondering why no one would give Agent Peggy Carter a shot,so I grabbed the chance. And I mucked it up. And now Colleen is dead, because of me." I wipe away a small tear and take a cloth from Jarvis.

"Ms. Carter, I've read your war record. You are a credit to your profession, and if the men in your own office can't see that then they're fools. You were trying to do something good,and I believe you accomplished it. "

"But was it worth it?"

"I fear we may not truly know that until the job is done." I breath a deep sigh and leave, and he follows. We go to a laboratory to have the nitramene looked at and we learn that it contains gamma rays. The only factories that could house such technology is Roxxon refinery. Because the bombs have gamma rays I'll be able to find the supply of them. Jarvis and I leave and I head to work.

"Take good care of her."I say as I hand her over.

"Of course. Ana is always thrilled to have her."

When I get to the office everything is as normal. Everyone is still searching for Howard and is distracted. I use this to my advantage and slip away to the file room. The box with everything from Project Rebirth is in this SSR office, and in that box is a Gamma Ray detector I need. When I open it, a file is on top, and theres a photo of Steve; pre-serum Steve. Back when I thought he was a good man. It was cute, the way he tried to talk and stuttered around woman. And how he wanted to wait for the right person to dance with, but I tried to make it very clear that I was not that person; and yet he still didn't understand. I gave no consent to be with him, I remember nothing from that night, and he knew I was drunk, and yet... here we are. I have a child by a man I was never in love with, all because he couldn't take a hint and get over his obsession. Some men need to learn that just because a woman is kind to you and understands your struggles, it doesn't mean she wants in your bloody trousers. Idiot. As i look at the photo I hear a thud. Looking up, I see Daniel.

"Sorry. I didn't mean to-"

"Its fine. I can assure you I don't do this often." He must sense my distress and anger, because when I put down the photo. He looks around to see if anyone else is here and then starts to speak.

"Ya know, after I got hit. In the field hospital, the chapeline asked me if there was anyone I wanted to send my effects to, ya know, if the worst happened. And I told him I thought my dad didn't think my dad had much use for 2 pair of green socks and an old paper bag." I walk around the table and lean against it, listening to Daniels story. "Let him remember my life, ya know. Well I didn't die, which was inconvenient." He looks away from me momentarily. "Because he had already cleared out my footlocker, I'm still missing half my stuff...I can't find my leg anywhere." I tilt my head at him and laugh. I hope no one upstairs can hear. He starts to walk away, but I stop him.

"Daniel." He stops and I each for his hand and squeeze it. "You're one of the lucky ones." He smiles at me and walks away. Although he has spoken of his leg before, its always been restricted and hushed; never spoken loudly or detailed. But of course he laughs it off and uses it to make me feel better. I walk back around the table, take the photo and the detector, place the box back, and leave. One day Steph will want to know what her father looked like, and now she can. She'll see the man behind the shield; the man I thought was kind. When shes old enough, I'll tell her the truth, but for now, I want her to keep her innocence and the little knowledge of the man her father.

As the day turns to night, and I leave the office, Jarvis is my ride and we go to Roxxon. I give Jarvis a radio for emergencies before I exit the car. When there I find the men that have been making Howard's bombs. Jarvis uses his radio, and I'm compromised. I use a flash and momentarily blink the first man, and then I chance the second. I chase him down and shoot at his feet.

"Thats far enough!" Hes stops right in front of a truck; a milk truck filled with nitramene. Oh my lord... "I wouldn't." I say. He takes a device from his pocket and holds it to his throat. He has the same scar as the man that killed Colleen.

"You don't want to fire again."

"Who are you!" I keep my gun pointed at him.

"I don't have a name anymore. I'm an independent business man trying to make my mark in the world."

"By murdering people?"

"I don't murder people. I just sell to people who do."

"And what about your friend?" He looks confused. "Green suit. Scar on his throat like yours?" He visibly tenses and is frightened.

"Hes not my friend,"

"Tell me his name, or so help me God, I'll blow us both to Hell!"

"He doesn't have a name any more ,and if hes here we're both dead any way." He throws a nitromene bomb on the ground. "Thirty seconds agent." Bastard. I run through the factory and radio Jarvis to bring the car around., then continue to scream for him to keep driving. I run and run and then see the car. I leap onto the roof and get in through the window. The bomb goes off and the blast tries to bring us in with it, luckily it doesn't. The entire building, gone.

"It would seem it works." Thats one word for it. I can't believe Howard invited something this destructive. We look at eachother, both in disbelief. We have to stop this. As we get into the car, he takes me to see Stephanie, and what a relief it is to see her after today. He drops us off at the apartment complex and we enter ours. Almost everything is cleaned out. We have a few days to stay, what without the owner knowing. I still can't believe shes gone. Now we have to find someone else to live, somewhere cheap enough in New York; as if the prices aren't outrageous enough. I nurse poppet and then lay her down so I can shower. My clothes smell like smoke from the explosion. ONce I'm out, I pick up my daughter.

"Peg?" I turned around and see Daniel. Oh no. Once we move we won't be able to see each other everyday; at this thought my heart sinks. "What are you doin' in here?"

"Well. We have a few days to bunker down here until the owner of the building finds us. I was thinking we could stay here until I find a new flat."

"Is that such a good idea? What if he finds you sooner than that? Plus, the window is still busted. What if, whoever, broke in and attacked decides to do it again," I frown, dammit he has a point. I sit on the bed and sigh.

"What am I to do then? I have nowhere else to go." He stops and thinks for a few moments, then smiles; but then it fades into embarassment. "What?" He glances at me, and then away. "Daniel, what is it?"

"Nothin' it was stupid." I look at him and raise a brow; then he caves "I-I was just.. uh.. thinking...maybe, ya know, y-you could..."He shakes his head.

"Well spit out man." I laugh, and then he does.

"You can stay with me, that is, until you find a place." He looks down at the ground, not meeting my eyes. I bite my lip and wonder.

"What will society say? A man and a woman living in the same apartment unmarried." I tease. He looks up at me, shocked. As if he were a deer in headlights. I can't help but burst into laughter. "I'm only teasing you, Daniel." He sighs in relief. "I don't want to intrude. I-"

"You won't be intruding,Peg. I'm offering." I look him in the eye and see nothing but sincerity. I stand up and walk over to him,and then Steph reaches out. He takes her in his hand and I kiss his cheek, slowly. Our eyes meet and the quiet isn't unpleasant, its sweet.

"Thank you." He nods his head and I walk with him to his door. As we enter and make ourselves at home, it feels familiar; it feels right. We make and eat dinner together, he changes Steph's nappy, we take turns reading to her while listening to the radio; and it all feels perfect. I wish every night would be like this. All too soon its time for bed, poppet and I go to the bedroom and sleep. When we wake, Daniel left a note, same as yesterday. I smile and take the babe to the Automat to meet up with Jarvis. I tell him about Leviathan and he says he'll see what he can find. I plan on infiltrating the Daisy Clove milk company to find the truck full of explosives. When Jarvis leaves I notice that oaf of a rude man harassing Angie again. He insults the food and slaps her bum. Now thats quite enough. I get up from my seat and approach him.

"I understand you're not happy with your meal," I say, as I grab a fork from the table.

"You work here?"

"Unfortunately no." I plunge the fork into his side, and he looses his breath.

"Just so we're clear, this is pressed into your bronchial artery, keep smiling." He groans from pain.

"Once you start to bleed, you'll loose consciousness in fifteen seconds and you'll die in ninety unless someone comes to your aid. Now given your recent behavior, how likely do you think that is to occur? Now to prevent this not so unfortunate event from occurring, I suggest you find a new place to eat. Do we understand each other?" He nods his head and I start to let go, then reapply it. "Oh, one more thing. Tip generously." I put the fork back on the table and return to my booth to pick up my daughter. As we leave, I see the man pulling several dollars from his wallet for Angie. Now that is how you treat a lady...

#peggysous #peggy carter #daniel sousa #Peggy x Daniel #agent carter #agent carter series #au fanfic #fanfiction

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tiniest-typewriter · 5 years

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Baldis basics in sleepovers

ship: Baldi/SI (Tiny)

summary: private math lessons gone wrong

(my old blog is back apparently..so pls take this self insert story I wrote forever ago)

I could think of a better way to spend your saturday afternoon than to sit at a desk with your math teacher and have him explain the same impossible, undecipherable math problems to you. but well..what can I say? at our school you´re either good at math, or you get a beating. of course, most of the equations are easy, but every now and then, Baldi loved to..lets say..challenge us with more complex math problems, and sometimes he was so excited about it, that he couldn´t even write it neatly enough for us to read. I should have probably said no to his offer to give me extra lessons, but..I couldn’t. as hot headed as he was, he had such great enthusiasm for his work and such a lovely way of showing it, that I just couldn’t say no to his kind offer. I mean, who could ever say no to such a friendly face anyway? serveral math problems later, it felt like just a few minutes had past, but it was actually hours. it was already dark outside. “aw shoot!“ I said as I glanced out the window. “I should go home now.“ “by yourself?“ Baldi asked somewhat sternly. to which I replied with a shrug. “my way home isn´t too long, I will be fine.“ however, as I went to the door, I felt a hand on my shoulder, slightly pulling me back. “you can´t leave all alone! it´s too dangerous!“ good point. I can´t really call anyone to pick me up either, since I left my phone at home. I was about to ask if my teacher had any suggestions as he suddenly said “I know! you can just stay here overnight!“ with his usual, big smile. “r-really?“ he ruffled my hair with a chuckle and I felt my face heating up. “of course!” he confirmed. once again, I couldn´t say no to that. “th-thank you sir..thats very kind of you!” “aww~ you don’t have to call me ‘sir’, just call me baldi.” I smiled up to him, the blush still on my face. suddenly, he pulled me to his kitchen by the arm. “huh?!“ was all I could say. “since you´re staying here, are you hungry? I could make you something! It will just take a minu-” “uh n-no that´s not neccessary, I-” “aaw come on! we solved math problems for hours! surely you must be hungry!” this time, he wouldn´t even let me say no. he already pulled out bread and peanutbutter from his cupboard and jelly from his fridge. somehow, I knew he would suggest pb&j sandwiches. he made two and handed me one of them with a big grin. “thank you“ I said and took a bite, which Baldi seemed really happy about. “you´re welcome~“ I watched him a bit as he began eating his own sandwich and in a matter of seconds, he managed to get both the peanutbutter and the jelly all over his sweater. kind of adorable actually. I frozein place as I saw that he caught me staring and I just wordlessly pointed to the mess. "oh! I’m sorry, I should wash that off” he said with an awkward chuckle and rushed to, which I assumed to be, his bathroom. which left me enough time to think over the fact that I just spent a quite long amount of time, staring at my math teacher. which honestly, isn´t much different to what I did in most of the math lessons I had with professor baldi. bully ocassionally made fun of me for it, but then again. he´s the bully. that´s what he´s at the school for. I blushed and kept eating the sandwich, letting my eyes wander around the kitchen for a bit. it kind of resembled a kitchen from a dollhouse. it was small and cute. but for whatever reason, the knife set that was hung on the wall, sent a chill down my spine. which was odd, because..sure, professor baldi had a short fuse, but he wasn´t ´dangerous´. so then..why do I have such a weird feeing about those knives? I stepped closer to the knife set to get a better look. I wasn´t even sure what I was looking for..blood stains perhaps?? no. that´s silly. “he´s just a bit strict. that doesn´t mean he´s a bad person..“ I mumbled to myself, before I saw it. w-was that…blood?? I flinched as Baldi slammed the door open as he returned, greeting me cheerfully. “hi! I´m back!“ I was a bit concerned at how violently he opened the door, but I didn´t adress it. instead I just answered “h-hi!“ and shoved the rest of the sandwich in my mouth. was he angry about something? “are you okay? you look a bit pale..“ he asked me. “y-yes I´m fine.“ I said quickly. he didn´t sound, or look mad..but something was off. “I want to show you something!“ he said and grabbed me by my arm yet again. his grip was a lot tighter though. in fact, it hurt pretty much as he began to pull me away. we passed through the living room, where I saw a can of b-soda standing on a small table. I quickly grabbed it. just in case he actually was angry and I needed to flee. we reached a small room, in which there were only a couch and multiple full bookshelves. the books, of course, were all math books. “your…study?“ I guessed and looked up at Baldi with a questioning look. “correct!“ he replied and ruffled my hair, like he always did when I got a math problem right. like every room in the house, it wasn´t very big. in fact, the bookshelves took up most of the space. “I don´t have a guest room, so you will have to sleep here tonight.“ he said, to which I just nodded. odd. now that I was llooking at that small couch, I began to notice how tired I was. I yawned and felt baldi pat my back. “you seem tired. you should sleep!“ he said. “or do you need any more blankets? or pillows?“ “no no. I´m fine. thank you“ I said and smiled up to him. he however…didn´t smile. he didn´t look particulary mad either. just kind of..displeased? I chuckled nervously and reached for a book, while he was just staring at me. I just couldn´t read his expression. was he stressed? dissapointed? sad? “h-hey..how about we..uh..solve some more math problems? just for fun?“ I offered. “no.“ and with that, he shut the door. now it’s obvious. something is up. I grabbed the can of soda, adjusted my glasses and pressed my ear against the door. once the footsteps faded, I opened the door and rushed out of the room. Baldi tends to boast about his hearing and that he ‘hears every door we open’, so it won’t take long until he’s coming after me. but I didn’t care! I had to get out of here..somehow. “where are you going?!” I heard him call out behind me. I tried to run faster, but I could feel myself running out of energy. his entire house resembled a dollhouse. I kept running from room to room, trying to find the exit. but much like his schoolhouse, finding the exit was a lot harder than one would think. suddenly, I could feel his hand on my shoulder. I whipped around, shook the can and threw it at him, making him fall over. “go away!!” I shouted, knowing too well what he did to disobedient students. however, despite my efforts, baldi caught me. “let go!! let go!!” I yelled and struggled to free myself, but to my surprise..Baldi didn’t look angry. not in the slightest. “you shouldn’t run off..it’s dark outside. its too dangerous.” he said. I blinked at him, without a word. I was still trying to process the fact that I was still alive and well. “uh..I-I’m sorry..” I said. “I was just..uh..” “lonely?” I didn’t want to set him off again by disagreeing so I just nodded. “well, why didnt you say so? come with me!” Baldi happily took my hand and pulled me to yet another room. it was probably the biggest room, furnished with a big bed, a closet, and a few stuffed animals. “if you’re lonely, you can just sleep in my bed.” I blushed and backed off. “n-no! that’s not necessary! I can just-” once again, baldi grabbed my arm. “no no! I insist!” he said as he pushed me into the room. “by the way, I completely forgot to give you this!” he handed me a thin sweatshirt that was clearly too big for me and a pair of shorts. “you can borrow those pjs for tonight! it’s probably more comfortable to sleep in those.” I gave him an awkward smile. “th-thank you..” “no need to thank me! you´re welcome~“ I was about to leave the room to go change, but Baldi seemed to be quicker than me and began to strip out of his clothes right in front of me. I knew I probably shouldn´t be watching my math teacher, who was more than twice my age, taking off his clothes, but I just couldn´t help it. “are you okay?” baldi asked, once he took off his sweater and caught me staring. I nodded and began to change into the clothes he gave me. “th-thank you..f-for the clothes I mean! they’re very cozy.” I said. baldi laughed and ruffled my hair, before sitting next to me on the bed. this situation would be a whole lot more comfortable, if I wouldn’t be a bit stressed out about wether or not he would snap at me. “uuuh..is everything alright?” I asked cautiously. “sure. why?” “well, you were acting kind of..strange. as if you were..angry” Baldi chuckled and pat me on the back. “I am not angry! why would I be angry?” he laughed about my statement for a bit, as if it was a hilarious joke. I flinched as he put his hand on my shoulder and pulled me closer to him. I was starting to get terrified..what’s going on?! I was about to just leg it and run away again, as I heard how baldi’s laughing turned into…whimpering? I looked at him and..yes. he was crying! he suddenly broke into tears! honestly, I was still a bit intimidated, but who cares?! he was crying! and I couldn’t just sit there and do nothing, right?! I grabbed his arm with one hand and rubbed his back with the other. “what’s wrong, professor?” I asked. “did I say something wrong? are you hurt?” I thought it over for a second..maybe I injured him, as I threw the can of soda? oh dear…that really wasn’t my intention. “I-I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to-” “I-I don’t- I’m not-” he tried to speak under his sobbing, but I couldn’t quite hear it. he rubbed at his eyes and took a breath, before trying again. “I-I’m not that scary..a-am I?” “huh? what do you mean?” he suddenly grabbed my arm and pulled me so close, that our faces were only a few inches away from one another. “you students always seem to forget about my hearing! everyday, I hear students talking about me! about how scary I am!! they’re calling me a monster!!” I gulped, as I looked into his eyes, trying to find the right words. “w-well- I n-never thought y-you’re a monster!” “then why were you so curious about my knives?!” oh god..he heard that too, did he? I am so dead. “w-well..th-there were..b-blood staines on it..” I said rather quietly. “blood staines?? that was just jam!” I blushed embarrassed. the fact he was still staring at me wasn’t helping either. “b-but..I was also saying that..I don’t think you’re a bad person..” baldi’s grip on my arm loosened. “oh..right..you did.” he said. “y-youre a bit strict..b-but..y-youre not a monster.” I added. “I-It was probably stupid of me..t-to believe that there was blood on those knives..b-but- I..well-” I couldn´t think of anything else. it was stupid. “I´m sorry.“ I said simply. Baldi sighed and ruffled my hair. “it´s okay. I guess..I am a bit..intense sometimes..“ he smiled at me and pulled me into a hug. “thank you!“ he said. “uh- y-you´re w-welcome!“ I replied, my face turning red. the hug took..awkwardly long. but I didn´t make an attempt to break it off either. it was pretty nice actually. until..I heard snoring, and realized why it took so long. “uuh..professor? sir??“ I tapped at his shoulder and shook him a bit, but nope. he was sleeping tight. and it was getting quite heavy too. I leaned to the side as much as I could, causing both of us to fall to the side, onto the bed. I struggled to free myself for a bit, but soon gave up. I was getting tired too, so why fight against the hug, if I could just fall asleep in his arms instead?

#baldi's basics in education and learning #baldis basics #fanfiction #fanfic #self insert #self ship #age difference #teacher x student #idek #no look

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angstalottle · 6 years

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Lana On The Case

Part 1:

The year is 1949 and the war has been won and over for little more than a year now.

Lana McClain has spent much of the past five years away from her home village in the countryside working in the big city despite the protests of her mother and her warnings of bombs.

But still she toughed it out and did her part for the war effort, something that now that she was returning home left her quite bored and longing for something new.

Perhaps that was why she was dreading returning home so much?

A small village in the north of England with a population of only 200 people spread out across the many corn and wheat fields that surrounded the hand full of buildings and shops.

There was only one rail way station manned only by an older gentleman that even during rationing always seemed to have a lolly pop ready to offer to a hungry evacuated child.

This is where Lana currently sat, half melted into the old wooden bench fanning herself with a train schedule and doing her very best to keep as much distance between the sweltering men that she was unfortunately stuck between.

Despite it still only being early spring the weather had been gradually growing hotter by the day until it reached its peak on today of all days when Lana had to wait around in the boiling sun for her best friend to come pick her up on her way home from work.

The man to her left, a slim fellow with dark hair and a full beard that must have been making him all the hotter, he had long since discarded his suit jacket, leaving it over the top of his luggage.

His face was bright red and looked to be suffering from the heat, Lana was about to offer him the use of her makeshift fan when with shaking hands he produced a bottle of water which he quickly opened and removed the plastic film over the top. After looking round for a moment and clearly deciding the effort to get up and place the film in the closest bin he instead tucked inside the bottle cap and took a long drink.

“Mind sharing?” The man to Lana’s right questioned holding his hand out expectantly and was wordlessly handed the water with only a nod of approval.

“Cheers” he muttered taking a small swig before handing it to Lana “here lass ya only a wee thing drink up while ya can” His scottish accent was almost as thick as the stench of cigarettes coming off his well tailored clothes.

Lana smiled subtle wiping at the rim before she troo took a drink and then handed it back to the poor man it actually belonged to “Thanks.”

Again the man only nodded holding the little water left closely as he replaced the lid and swirled the liquid round impatiently.

Lana couldn't blame him for such an attitude, after all they had been sitting in an awkward silence for the last twenty minutes now with no sign of relief to their situation.

Pulling at the high collar of her dress Lana longed for the clouds and rain that she had cursed only a week prior, now that she had to wear essentially her sunday best she would have been grateful for even a drop of rain.

The old conductor wiped the sweat off his brow as he leaned heavily against the moss covered wall of the ticket booth.

Lana couldn't help but feel sorry for him, afterwall she was just waiting to be picked up, while the poor man was likely stuck here until late in the evening.

Just looking at him Lana noted that he was a single gentleman living alone likely in the small house just visible across the other side of the tracks.

How she knew this?

Well lets just say Lana was very good at noticing things others tended to miss out of ignorance or lack of interest. Either way she only needed to note the faded stain on his lapel and the dried mud on the hem of his trousers to come to her conclusion.

“Don't suppose i could trouble you for a drink sonny?” The old man asked smiling at the gentleman with the water.

For a moment the man held the bottle close to his chest like he wanted to savour the last drink for himself, then his eyes seemed to linger on the old man for a few moments before he let out a sigh and handed it over.

What happened next was quite strange for you see the old man died.

One second he was happily drinking the water and the next he was convulsing on the ground with foam coming out of his mouth.

Of course they called the police right away, or well the Scottish man did while Lana attempted to keep the fat man from hyperventilating.

Funny things about calling the police about a sudden and mysterious death, they come much faster than any taxi or friend you have coming to pick you up.

The car pulled up shortly and Detective Coran stepped out and gave the body a quick once over.

“Ah it would appear old Charlie here's dead.”

“Yeah that's kinda why we called you” Lana sighed smiling at the detective. As a child she had quite a few run ins with the police and not all of them good, but over the years she and Coran had developed an odd sort of friendship.

Coran pulled a handkerchief from his pocket and used it to wipe away some of the foma that had formed at the victim's mouth. After giving it a quick sniff he stood up with a sigh “it would appear this poor fellow has been poisoned.”

“Poisoned?” The Scottish man asked in alarm “Fecken hell how'd he manage that?”

“Thats what im here to find out now.. What was it i was about to ask?” Coran asked frowning slightly.

“You were about to ask us if we saw anything suspicious” Lana supplied for him “and we would say that everything seemed perfectly normal right up until he collapsed.”

Coran nodded jotting it all down on his little notebook.

The fat man nodded along with what Lana was saying “it's like she says officer nothing out of the ordinary happened”.

He sounded strange, almost like his voice was being forced and lana had a sneaking suspicion that it wasn't to do with the current trauma.

“Did you see him eat or drink anything? Anything that could have been laced with poison?” Coran asked not seeming to pick up on the oddness of the man.

“Ah nothing that the three of us didn't also have a swig of” The scottish man shrugged “look can't we deal with this in yer office or something? Im roasting out here and this poor git looks like he's about to keel over.”

Coran nodded “yes i'm sure you all want to get away from the body soon as possible, i've already sent for a car to come collect us all shortly.”

“If it's all the same to you Coran i wouldn't mind having a look at the body… to erm see if it jogs any memories that may be of use to your investigation of course.” Lana took the dismissive wave as permission and began to poke at the body.

There wasn't anything particularly interesting about old Charlie, he was just a kindly man that worked hard and liked to give sweets to the poor evacuees. Who could ever have a motive for wanting to kill him? Had it been suicide and they simply didn't see him take anything… well then if that was the case surely he would still have whatever he used on his person.

Feeling around his pockets Lana was disappointed to only find his house keys, a pocket watch as a few lollipops.

She was about to replace the contents when she noticed something rather odd about the wrapping of one of the sweets.

Usually the plastic is melted and twisted to seal it, but they, though melted, seemed to be pushed straight down almost as if they were resealed.

Curious Lana removed the wrapper and gave it a taste lick.

She recognized the taste almost instantly, enough sleepless nights of nightmares and terrors that lurched in the dark made her quite accustomed with the taste of sleeping pills.

The only question was why on earth is it in the sweets Charlie gave to the children? “Is this gonna take long? I got my wife and kid waiting for me at home.”

And just like that all the pieces slotted into place.

Lana straightened up and walked over to the fat man smiled at him before promptly kicking him between the legs.

He let out a pained yelp followed by a string of curse words in a very thick scottish accent.

“Detective Coran i do believe i have your murdures” She gestured to the two men who looked up at her with such dissbelief you would think she suggested they were unicorn spies.

“That's a very serious allegation miss McLain, i hope you have proof.” Corans mustache frowned.

“Ah but i do.” She bent down and with a flourish held the dropped water bottle in front of coran “behold the poison.”

“Unless your forgetting lassy we all drank out of that.” The scottish man snarled.

“See i thought that too, if we all drank it then there is no way he should have died and we didn't. Then i realised something, the poison was introduced after we all drank.” the men's eyes widened as she carefully peeled the film from the inside of the bottle cap. “Quite clever really, coat the outside of the film in poison then make sure your seen drinking from it, then all you need to do is place it with the outside facing inwards in the bottle cap shake the water about a bit and boom you have a murder weapon.” Lana replaced the lid and handed it to Coran “I'm sure your guys at the lab will find both their fingerprints on that film.”

“Both?” Coran asked taking the bottle in surprise.

“Of course, the two of them planned it after all. At first it seems like the two of you have nothing in common, even both being scottish doesnt really link you with more than a home land. But then i started thinking about the fact that i have no idea who either of you are. No one comes to this village and everyone knows everyone but not you too. How would you even know about this place? That's when it hit me, your both married with children, children that were evacuated here during the war.”

The fat man began to cry while the other just stared her down.

“But why would they want to kill nice old Charlie here?” Coran asked scratching his head.

Lanas smile dropped as she handed over the lollipop “because Charlie wasn't so nice… he gave out sweets laced with sleeping pills to the evacuees, kids that no one really wanted or had time for, im sure youll find evidence of all sorts of awful things when you search his house.” her gaze shifted to the men “he hurt your kids didn't he? I understand why you did it but… why not just tell the police and have him arrested?”

“We tried to” the fat man sobbed.

“Shut up Mark” the other man hissed elbowing him in the ribs but still he continued.

“My boy was only nine but he knew it was wrong and he marched over to the station soon as he could to tell someone, they laughed in his face and told him that he shouldn't make up such stories.” Marks voice grew steadily quieter “he didn't tell anyone again until he came home… i only found out because i found the letters he was sending to another boy that the bastard hurt… Bens boy”

“My son… he was 12 when it happened… god it would have been his birthday today if… if he had... “ Ben choked on his words.

“The police were useless once so we had to make sure he paid for what he did.” Mark whispered.

Lana kneeled down in front of them “im so sorry… but murder even when justified is still murder… Coran will have to take you to the station and its likely you will be hanged for this.”

Suddenly Ben surged forwards and grabbed Lana by the throat and produced a small knife from his pocket.

Coran had his army issued gun out in an instant.

“No, stop!” Corna yelled as the knife dug into Lanas neck drawing a thin line of blood.

“No one was supposed to know! I was supposed to be going home to ma family tonight but you ruined it!”

His body holding her tight, his breath on her neck and the familiar sensation of pain was all too much for her “While i do have sympathy for you and i believe all monsters like Charlie should be whipped off the face of the Earth” in one fluid motion she elbowed him in the gut and swept her leg under his knocking him to the floor and the knife of of his grasp. “No one gets to touch me like that but Hannah.”

Ben tried to get up but Coran pointed his gun at him “don't even try it son.”

He visibly deflated as he lay on the ground watching the sky “it was supposed to be the perfect kill… but you had to ruin it.”

Lana ignored him in favour of greeting the cars that pulled up, one belonging to the very woman she had missed more than life itself.

Hannah came barreling towards her picking her up in a hug and sobbing “They said someone died! Oh Lana i was so scared something had happened to you!”

Lana chuckled hugging her best friend back “Dont worry im fine… im fine now i'm home.”

#langst #fem lance #1940s detective au #fem hunk #fem hance #lesbians #trigger warning #child abuse mentions

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ibangtanthings · 7 years

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Vampires Will Never Hurt You - pt 4

A week later, the entire school found out about the breakup. Jin was no where to be seen.

Typical...

It was back to square one again.

All of a sudden, you were invisible to everyone just like that. No one wanted to risk getting on Jin's bad side in case you guys weren't on friendly terms anymore.

Everyone except Jungkook at least. He was having a hard time as well.

Before he left, Jin came clean to Jungkook about the blood hungry, murderer side he was hiding.

"He said he was a vampire. I mean, he's crazy right? He said he wasn't lying but how could I believe him. Is he on drugs?"

"Hey, can we not talk about Jin for like the rest of the year?"

"Okay." He said taking a seat quietly.

You sat down across from him and the sun was shining down into his eyes.

Internally, you giggled at him because he was too shy to risk upsetting you even more by asking to change tables.

Or maybe he thought you were crazy for being so calm about everything.

"So what do you want to talk about?" He asked slightly squinting.

A twinge of guilt formed in your heart after realizing that you were on the beginnings of taking it out on him.

"I don't know? Anything else besides him....come here." You patted the empty space next to you.

He quickly sat beside you and picked at his lunch.

"Are you okay?" He asked, genuinely concerned. "Did he freak you out?"

You took a deep breath and shook your head. "No he didn't freak me out....mostly because...he really is a vampire..."

"A vampire? Y/N, are you serious right now?" He retorted.

His smile showed a lot of concern.

Yup...he thought you were crazy.

"You shouldn't be so surprised, you know what happened with the shaman. The shaman is also the one who turned Jin into a vampire."

He squinted on purpose this time and looked at you, puzzled.

"Kookie....you know it's possible. I mean this dude made all of your friends forget about Jin. How do you forget a person you've been growing up with your whole life? That shaman predicted all the bad things that were going to happen. He had powers and he used those powers to kill Jin. Scratch that. It was Taehyung who killed Jin. Taehyung made a deal with the shaman."

"Taehyung?"

"He killed his father and Jin went to help him. Jin brought Taehyung to the shaman and the shaman offered him a deal. If he killed Jin, then he and the rest of you guys would live happily ever after but Jin, he died and he became a vampire. Jin is living a cursed life in exchange for the happiness of everyone else, including you. Just your luck that a ridiculously rich oil tycoon adopted you no?"

He hung onto your every word, eyebrows furrowed in concentration and confusion.

"Almost all of us were supposed to die..." he said quietly, "I was nearly in a coma after I got jumped. Jimin was in a coma for a week. Namjoon was going to be sent to one of the worst prisons in the state. Yoongi was almost burned alive. Hosoek somehow survived the overdose..."

"And Jin became a vampire."

His mouth opened in awe as he started to realize that you were telling the truth.

"He didn't prove it to you? All he had to do was show you his fangs. His veins turn dark under his skin. It's insane."

"Wait. How long have you known?" He asked questioningly, sounding almost betrayed.

Suddenly you felt all the pain at once again. You recalled meeting him and falling in love all over again. You know from the moment you met him.

It was hard to believe that it was all over now.

"Y/N, if this is all true then...Jin's dangerous isn't he? He could hurt-" his expression was serious now, watching you carefully and eyes full of concern, "He could hurt you. Has he hurt you before? Like physically?"

You looked away quickly. "Jungkook. You're asking a lot of questions."

Jungkook's eyes went wide. "Y/N, did he hurt you before?"

You chuckled and decided to entertain his idea. "Let's say he did. What would you do? Why would you do anything? He's a vampire."

"Because that's what friends do Y/N. I need to protect you from him. Vampire or not, I won't let someone or something hurt you ever again."

He didn't know the half of it. The burn for Jin's bite and his love.

Yet here he was, wanting to protect you. He wanted to say so much more but he was so caught off guard at the thought of Jin doing something to you.

"We broke up. It's over now. It doesn't matter anymore. I'm okay Kookie, I'm just sad." You assured him.

"It is over." he said, and you were about to burst into tears. "You're better off without him."

"It's always harder without him."

"Don't lie to yourself. You had a hard time whether he was here or not. If he hurt you emotionally and physically....how could you continue to love him so much? You deserve better."

"He lost his life for you, for his friends." You defended him. "He's never hurt me intentionally."

"So he has hurt you?" Jungkook asked, freaking out. "Did he bite you whenever he felt like it? Did you think that was okay?" He asked pushing away his lunch.

Your appetite had diminished since the break up. Jungkook seemed to be in shock and it wasn't hard to guess what he thought about you now.

Only a crazy person would fall in love with a vampire.

"You don't know what you're talking about."

"Are you really in love with him or the fact that he's a vampire."

You felt the hot tears stream down your cheeks. "I can't stop thinking about how messed up this all is. To you, it might seem like I'm crazy but I don't care. I don't want to be apart from him...But the things he said, I can't stop thinking about that either."

"Don't stop thinking about it. You need to see him for who he really is. A monster....What did he tell you? What did he say to you Y/N?"

You wanted to yell at Jungkook, at the top of your lungs. Jin wasn't a monster.

But those last two questions brought you right back to the night Jin broke your heart.

"That he'll never turn me, that he'll never miss me and that he'll never remember me. And when I looked into his eyes, there was nothing left. I can't believe he said that to me. Why would he want to hurt me like that?"

A huge part of you knew that he was trying to protect you, and himself actually.

He was always afraid of losing you but the whole relationship was doomed, and it was always obvious. It always felt too good to be true from a human perspective.

Jin always seemed too good to be true.

"He won't turn you? Y/N, why would a vampire fall in love with a human? With food?" Jungkook asked.

"Food?" You repeated, feeling nothing but pain.

If Jin was here, he'd be furious.

Of would he?

Was it all a lie? How he felt? Was he only pretending to love you all this time?

"I just...feel something for you..."

"Are you in love with me Y/N?" He asked.

You looked into his eyes and wondered how this could ever be okay.

"Can I be in love with you?"

He took a step closer and touched your cheek. You were love struck and in awe.

"You can Y/N, the real question is, can you not?"

"Why?" You asked as if your pleading.

"Because it's dangerous, and because it will be hard to stop."

"Why would I want to stop loving you. Even if you stop loving me, I'll always love you."

"Thats such a human thing to say." He smiled, kissing your forehead. Then he broke contact and took a seat.

You stayed on your feet, pacing back and forth past the huge windows that had a beautiful view of the beach even this late at night. No wonder he was always home.

"I'm not in love with a vampire, don't think this is just my obsession as a human. I'm in love with you Jin. And I think you love me too. That's why you haven't left. That's why you haven't killed me."

He didn't say anything.

"If I died, how would you feel?"

His calm expression became hard and slightly confused.

"What if I said I never wanted to see you again? I can leave any day I want. To another place, or to another country. I don't need to be a vampire to disappear from someone's life."

"If you said you never wanted to see me again, I would disappear. You wouldn't have to leave this town, not because of me."

"I don't need your pity, I just......" you sighed. "Never mind. That's probably why you haven't killed me...not because you love me, because you pity me...how could you fall in love with food?"

In the blink of an eye, your back was pinned against one of the windows.

His face closer than ever and you kept your eyes from studying his features as he glared down at you.

"Don't ever call yourself food. I wouldn't even think about feeding on you as a...meal...I'm not a monster."

"I know. So stop acting like one." You whispered, fighting the urge to touch his face, yet your heart raced from fear, you couldn't help it.

"Fine. I'll admit it. I get worried when you don't eat. I'm scared you'll fall and break an arm, or get into a car accident one day. I like seeing you smile and I always want to know what you're up to. But loving you would be selfish and irresponsible. You're just human and fragile."

"I want you to be selfish. It's okay Jin." You reached up to touch his cheek but you hesitated and touched his chest instead. "You have a heart too. You're not a monster....I'm sorry this happened to you."

He looked away for a moment.

He seemed....stunned. Maybe no one had ever felt sorry for him. He was also flustered and possibly too upset.

"I think you should go. I'll see you tomorrow." He said giving you a kiss on the cheek.

"Jin I need to hear you say it, please." You whispered.

He kissed your lips delicately. It was the first kiss of many. So gentle and loving.

He finally silently submitted to his feelings.

"I love you Jin." You blushed,

"I love you too. I'm sorry."

"Hey. Y/N. I'm sorry. Forget I said anything. We can stop talking about him." Jungkook said wiping your tears away.

You snapped back into reality and stared right back into Jungkook's innocent eyes.

"What did you say?" You asked him.

"I said I'm sorry Y/N, please don't cry. Not over him...You want me to take you home?"

"No." You shook your head. "I just want to feel normal again. I want to forget about him."

"We can do stuff, get your mind off everything." He looked around the campus grounds. "How about Homecoming?"

"Homecoming?" You asked is disbelief. "Sure. You want to be my date? We can ditch the dance early if you want to."

"I'm down. I'll even buy you pancakes at the diner afterwards. Breakfast for dinner and some milkshakes. Normal stuff."

You smiled, feeling a bit better. "Breakfast for dinner isn't normal."

"So we'll make our own rules for normal." He said with a shrug.

You nodded and he reached for you hand. He studied your hand and looked down at it as he spoke.

"I don't like seeing you upset Y/N. Don't worry so much. I'm going to protect you from everything and everyone, I promise. Jin can go fuck himself."

"Thanks Kookie." You said biting back another smiled, lacing your fingers into his. It just felt soothing and natural for once.

_________________

"She calls him Kookie, I'm so jealous. First Jin now Jungkook? So lucky."

"Maybe she's good in bed? They were friends, maybe Jungkook got curious and Jin's letting him have a go at it?"

"You guys are stupid. Obviously she's the one having a go at it."

You heard everything from outside the door. Once they were finally done, you found the courage to enter the classroom and take a seat.

In comes Jungkook with two balloons and a cupcake. Just like that, you forgot about everything they said.

"Hey beautiful, happy birthday. Hurry blow out the candle."

You blew out the imaginary candle and he place the cupcake down on the table before bear hugging you off the ground and into a spin.

"Happy Birthday Y/N!" The other girls said from their seats with fake enthusiasm.

Others in the class followed.

You thanked them before focusing your attention on Jungkook again.

Taking a seat, you looked up at the cool birthday balloons, clear but filled with glitter and beads.

"Thanks Kookie. These are cool."

"Pose birthday girl, I need pictures to show how awesome I am." He said pulling out his cell phone.

You lowered the balloons closer to your face and held the cupcake up as he snapped a few pictures.

He leaned in and opened his mouth and while he expected you to to pretend to feed him, you flipped the cupcake upside down and smothered his lips with frosting.

You giggled as he sighed, giving you an angry glare as he formulated his revenge, which only took a second as he kissed your cheek.

"Kookie!" You laughed, wiping away the frosting on your cheeks.

He just continued to take pictures.

You both heard the class quiet down and turned to see if the professor had walked in but it was Jin, handsome as ever in a suit and tie.

He had a pretty decent sized bouquet of roses in his hands and he began walking towards you and Jungkook.

"Hyung, what are you doing here?" He asked, standing up.

"I'm here to see Y/N. Can I talk to her for a minute?" He looked at you. "Happy birthday princess." He said handing over the bouquet.

"The professor's going to be here any minute." Jungkook said.

"It's fine Kookie, I'll be right back." You left the flowers on the table and gave Jungkook one last glance.

You followed Jin down the hall and into an empty room. A million questions ran through your mind.

The first...

Did he need to feed?

"I'm sorry Y/N. About everything I said last week....I want to take you to Homecoming, before I leave town for a while."

"You're leaving?" Jungkook asked, closing the door behind him.

You didn't even hear him come in but Jin probably did. Why didn't he say anything?

Jungkook was keeping his promise to protect you. That made you feel less alone...

"Can you leave us alone for one moment or is that too difficult for you to understand?" Jin glared at him.

"Don't you think it's a little to late to be apologizing." Jungkook said, stepping in front of you.

"You know, everything started going wrong the moment we met again. I have to keep reminding myself not to kill you." Jin threatened.

"Jin." You said stepping to Jungkook's side. "I'm going to Homecoming with Kookie...but the dance isn't you're going away party, why are you leaving? What's wrong?"

He sighed, reaching into his pocket and the he gave you a key.

"It's yours. I don't know when I'll be back. I'm sorry Y/N."

And this time he was really walking away.

"No, Jin." You reached out for him but Jungkook stopped you.

"Let me go. Jin..." You called as he walked out the door. Jungkook held you back against your will.

You turned to look at him and you wanted to escape from his grip so badly. "How could you do that? What's wrong with you? Let me go Jungkook."

"He's not good for you Y/N. Let him go."

"Something's wrong, I need to help him."

Jungkook cupped your face and wiped your tears away. "It was now or after Homecoming, he was leaving you anyway."

"Then I'd rather have him until then. It's my choice not yours. Now let me go." You pulled yourself away from him.

"I'm just trying to protect you, Y/N."

"He gave his life for you, even after you ran away from all your problems. For Taehyung, who had no problem killing him."

"And now Jin wants to kill me." Jungkook said. "I'm not exactly sure if I should be so grateful."

You took a deep breath and thought for a moment. Jungkook was right. If Jin gave you the key to his house, then he's done. He was leaving you, no matter what.

But you left him first...

But he came back...

Despite what Jungkook said, you'd do anything to help Jin, even if it was dangerous.

Jin wasn't one to run away like this. No matter what.

"He wouldn't leave so suddenly. I have to find out what's going on."

"How? I won't let you put yourself in danger."

You felt the key in your hand and played with it for a few moments.

He didn't understand.

"I won't be in danger if you just come with me, to his house. There has to be some answers there. Let's just start there. If you want to protect me that's fine but I'd rather have your help. Are you coming or not?"

_____

He didn't take anything. Everything was untouched and just the same as usual.

This only furthered your suspicions that maybe Jin was fleeing from something.

"What are we looking at?" Jungkook watched as you raided the small office in the basement.

"His notes. What he's researched. He's met a lot of vampires over the years and it seems like they don't know as much as he'd like."

"Jin killed the only guy who could give him answers, the only guy who could possible fix this." Jungkook exclaimed.

You flipped to the most recent pages of notes.

"He said his hunger has been increasing." You looked at the names of all the people he killed recently.

At least twice a week he drained a body.

"Y/N that's only one page the rest are here. There's three pages just for last month."

You looked at the papers in Jungkook's hand and your heart raced. There were so many names.

"He never needed this much blood before...."

Suddenly, Jungkook smacked the papers down and looked at you, wide eyed and nervous.

"We aren't supposed to be looking at this."

"I know. But he left the whole house untouched. This is the only way we can figure out what's going on. What did you see Jungkook?" You asked, trying to pull the papers out of his hand.

He didn't let go. "He really can't control his hunger. He's extremely dangerous Y/N. That's why he left. That's why he let you go. He's scared of killing you, for real."

"No. He can't kill me. He just can't. He can't even try......even now that it's over, I don't think he's capable of really hurting me, like ever. Love is a powerful thing Jungkook."

"Enough to overcome hunger? You're not getting near him again, I need you to understand that." He said gravely. "I just have a bad feeling about everything."

You put the papers down and tried really hard not to cry again. Without hesitation he pulled you into a hug.

"I just want to help." You breathed. "Something's wrong. I can't just let him go."

His clothes still smelled like laundry soap.

"Jungkook, I need to know what's going on. I feel like I'm losing my mind. Living without him, being here in this empty house, it just doesn't feel right. Jin made this his home. You should know what it feels like to lose everything. I'm not letting him go through the same fate, are you?"

He pulled you away. "You're right Y/N, but what if you find out something you don't like?"

"He tells me everything. I know more bad than good but I love him. We have to keep looking."

You went into the bedroom and searched everywhere.

Jin always kept a journal where he wrote down his thoughts and while it wasn't a secret, it was just a private thing.

"He probably took it." Jungkook sighed.

"Got it. It was in his closet."

Before you could give it a second thought or let your conscious stop you, Jungkook opened the book and went to the last pages.

He quietly read the lines out loud.

"Yesterday, Jungkook took Y/N to the park and she smiled at him the way she smiled at me....." he looked up at you.

"Keep reading, he gets jealous easily." You began to fidget with your fingers.

"Last time she smiled at me, I couldn't even think about ever hurting her. But the days leading up to the fight, I wanted to bite her. To drink as much blood as I could or until I was satisfied. Just being close to her was a challenge. I began to salivate, formulating a plan to get her away from Jungkook just for a moment. To get a small taste. Take small tastes each time so that I won't overwhelm her." Jungkook paused.

"He's craving my blood..." you wondered why now?

"It takes two to three bodies a week for me to feel full. I did something bad....but it wasn't on purpose. I went out of state lines, I went as far North as I thought necessary. She was there. In Canada. Who knows why but I wish she hadn't been. Now she's dead. I hurt Y/N indirectly and I'm too ashamed to show her my face."

"Jungkook where's the list?" You asked with a trembling voice.

"Y/N...."

"Jungkook, please tell me it's not true." You whimpered, on the verge of a panic attack.

"The worst part is my hunger leads me further away from home and somehow closer to the place I used to call home. The closer I get, the more my hunger dominates. Which home is safe now? What's to stop me from killing everyone? I can't face Y/N because I really am becoming a monster."

"Shut up." You begged.

"I'm going to see my old friends. I have to see them. Jungkook started this. I'm going to end it."

"Jungkook give me the stupid list. She's not on it. You're making this up."

He looked up at you. For the first time you saw him as anything but friendly. He was serious and determined.

"He killed her....Jin killed Melody and he's going to kill all of us. He's saving me for last. Isn't that proof enough? He's a murderer Y/N...a monster."

"No. No way. He's not a monster. How many times do I have to say it? He wouldn't do that to me. He's lying." You whimpered.

"No Y/N....he killed her...and he looked into your eyes and pretended that everything was fine when he got back, because that's what he chose to do. He didn't have an ounce of guilt pretending to be innocent. He killed an innocent girl!"

You stepped away from him and sank down into a corner.

"Call your friends Jungkook...tell them to run." You said between sobs.

Jungkook sat down next to you and quickly made some calls. His explanation was vague, but he convinced all of them to leave town. He invited them to his house. A reunion.

You sobbed and replayed memory after memory of Jin. All the times he proved to you that he wasn't a monster, that he loved you.

How could he have killed her?

Why didn't he call you? You could have talked him down. If he was losing control you could have helped him.

You just wanted to wrap your arms around him and tell him it was okay. That you'll figure something out together. That he didn't have to do this alone.

But after a while you just stopped thinking about him altogether. You cried for the sake of crying.

It was as if you were there alone.

Jungkook spoke to you but it made no sense. It felt like you were dreaming.

You closed your eyes, half asleep as Jungkook pulled you up onto your feet and led you to the couch.

You were glad he didn't take you to Jin's room.

Jungkook said something and left.

For a while you felt at peace.

___________

Jungkook was the star of the school now.

He was charming and funny, good at talking to people and sometimes it seemed like people liked him more than they liked Jin.

But no one talked to you anymore. They made the effort but you just couldn't deal with them.

The fake concern, the fake smiles.

You were a ghost, shadowing Jungkook and keeping to yourself.

They genuinely like Jungkook but you didn't want to force them to like you. Jin shoved you down their throats, Jungkook protected you from them.

"Hey, are you hungry?" He smiled softly.

You shook your head. "I'm just gonna leave early today."

"No. Y/N, stay." He said holding your hands. "Homecoming is this weekend, you promised to go with me. Do you even have a dress?"

"Jungkook, I don't know if I want to go anymore."

"Hey, you wanted normal right? Let's have fun. It's just one night to take your mind off everything. Please? I sound like your girlfriend right now, cmon." He pouted.

"Fine...but I'm still skipping class so I can go shopping."

He trapped you in his arms and kissed your cheek gratefully. "I promise we'll have fun. You won't regret this...Here." He pulled out his card.

"No, Kook, Jin gave me a card already."

He let go of you. "I know I don't show off as much as he does but I'm rich too, remember?"

"Well I already have a lot of dresses."

"Dresses he bought you? No way. You're my date for this Homecoming so buy yourself a new dress. I was thinking of wearing navy."

"Should I too? Or white? Or both? And some red maybe? I don't have a lot of time." You whined.

He laughed, "You'll look perfect in whatever you decide to wear. I will too. Try not to fall in love."

"Okay." You giggled. "I'll see you tomorrow."

"Buy whatever you want okay? You know, matching earrings and what not. Do your nails, get a facial, I don't know, just have time for yourself."

"Thanks Kookie." You attacked him with your own hug. "I'll try not to max it out."

He laughed. "Have fun gorgeous."

As you drove towards the mall, you thought about the last time you had a day all to yourself.

It was about two winters ago when you bought expensive ice cream and a slice of cake. Instead of sitting down at the fancy tables, the place was so crowded, you had to take it home.

You were at that point in which nothing felt weird with Jungkook. You didn't feel guilty using his card, you never felt embarrass either.

While you didn't share everything with him, you weren't scared to tell him anything.

You just needed more time to process everything. To figure out whether or not you wanted to tell Jungkook more about the bad between you and Jin.

The more you hung out with Jungkook the more you realized the bad between you and Jin.

There were things you both gave into often.

Loving Jin was intense but it was worth it.

"You look hot like that."

"Like how?" He asked, head resting against he wall, his eyes closed and heavy breaths. A trail of blood falling from his lips.

"Like this." You straddled him, kissing his neck and wanting to give him more.

His bare skin against yours, warm. Your own skin, flushed with desire.

He licked the trail of blood away and you noticed his veins weren't that visible grey. Weird considering he was technically feeding.

"Your skin looks normal even though there's still blood in your mouth."

"Maybe because I can't stop thinking about you. About how much I would hate living without you."

"Is that why you can't kill me?"

He shrugged, and that simple action he made it look so attractive. The way he looked back at you, it was too much to bear sometimes. "I don't know. When I'm with you, I don't feel like a vampire. I feel normal...as human as I'll ever feel again. Ironic considering I bite you for pleasure."

"You can do whatever you want to me. I feel spoiled every time you so much as glance at me. Your love, it overwhelms me sometimes. I feel like I just got lucky."

"Lucky to meet a vampire?" He rolled his eyes and pouted.

"No, a rich vampire." You said sarcastically and buried your face into his neck.

"Rich, handsome, strong, what else?" He asked.

"You're funny. You know how to make me laugh and I love your laugh...you're incredibly charming and I don't think you realize that...mmm...and no matter how bad you try to be, I know you have a big heart. Sometimes I forget you're vampire. You know that right?"

"No I didn't know, but that makes me very happy." He kissed your forehead.

"You'll have to live without me some-"

His lips met yours quickly. The taste of blood wasn't there anymore.

"Let's not talk about it okay? Not right now." He pleaded.

You stroked his hair and nodded.

Something about this dress brought you back to that night when he undressed you slowly and held you close, kissing your skin gently.

"Would you like to try on another dress?"

"Yeah." You said wanting to get out of that dress as soon as possible. It wasn't even the same color but the cut in the back was similar enough.

"You said navy right? Well this one is navy, the neckline is outlined by this white and red stripe. One of a kind."

"It looks amazing." Your eyes lit up at the sight.

It fit perfectly.

It was very sophisticated yet sexy.

You and Jungkook would look stunning together. The best looking couple of the night.

"What do you think?"

"I'll take it. How much is it?"

"Seven hundred. A pair of shoes from our current collection is included."

"Great. Can I see them now?"

"Yes. Right this way."

She led you to a room filled with shoes neatly lined up on shelves. It didn't take long for you to decide on some matching navy heels.

Jewelry, that way always hard but you picked out matching bracelets. They could double as friendship bracelets. Silver in all its glory. He said he liked gold but he must have so much already.

You had earrings at home and all that was left was your nails.

The salon was empty, thankfully and you did what Jungkook suggested.

All the works; a massage, a facial, nails, and a pedi, even a wax because you felt too lazy to shave.

It was dark out by the time you were all done. You felt like a new person. The dance was a few days away but you wished it was that night. You wanted to have fun already.

"Kookie, you're here. I thought I wasn't going to see you until tomorrow. Look what I bought for us." You hurried over to the table, bursting with excitement just picturing your wrists next to each other, showing off the bracelets.

He surprised you with dinner. You saw the bags of food on the table yet he hadn't moved.

His head was in his arms.

"Kook, what's wrong?" You put the bags down.

He took a book out from under his arms and threw it on the floor.

It was Jin's diary.

"What did you read?" You reached for his hand but he stood up and stepped away.

"Everything. The things you did! The things he did to you! How stupid are you to not see how he abused you?"

"Jungkook-"

"You begged for his bite. You feed him until you couldn't move anymore. That's not love Y/N that's abuse."

"You don't know what you're talking about." Your heart raced and your breathing quickened.

"It's all there Y/N. He didn't love you. He loved that you were human. Vulnerable and weak, easy to prey on."

"He loves me. I know he does. You can't convince me otherwise. You don't know him anymore. You're just trying to find something to be mad at him for."

"You love that he's a vampire don't you?"

"So what if I do. That's none of your business. I don't owe you an explanation. You'll never understand what I have with Jin."

"I understand perfectly....and it disgusts me......" he said harshly, not batting an eye as the tears rolled down your cheek.

You looked away because seeing him look at you like that broke your heart into a million pieces. The things he must think about you now.

He succeeded in making you feel ashamed.

Ashamed of loving someone like Jin.

"Some friend you are Kook. No wonder no one else cared when you ran away."

"Jin especially, right? When he kills me and you. I'm sure he's the one who won't feel a thing. He said so himself right. He'd feel nothing if you disappeared."

Jungkook's words were the icing on cake.

How could he be so right but so wrong at he same time?

It hurt knowing how much he hated you know.

You threw the card at him and hurried off towards Jin's room. It was a few minutes before you heard the front door close but whatever.

If he wanted to hate you then you would hate him back.

Hate him for hurting you like this. For proving that your friendship wasn't as strong as you believed.

Most of all you hated him for existing. For coming into your life.

Ever since he came, you were forced to open your eyes.

Like now, you realized.

This wasn't a coincidence, or something that happened by chance.

It was now clear why Jin left everything here. Why he left his journal.

He knew you two would find it, and he knew Jungkook would read it. That Jungkook would freak.

Jin planned this fight a long time ago.

He wanted you to hate Jungkook just as much as he did.

And it worked.

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Hello! Could you do a hoseok mermaid au please? I just really find that concept real cute :)) and and i just wanna say i love your bloggg !

really felt like writing some hoseok,,,,so here you go!!!

is a merman,,,,but his lower part is smooth and not scaley,,,it’s more similar to a shark than to a fish

he has double fins near his hips and some scars around them because he’s always trying to get up close to new coral and new fish that he hasn’t seen before and his friends jin and yoongi always tell him to watch himself,,,,,but hoseok kind of lives for adventure and never listens so,,,

his skin is a golden tan but once you get to the gills near his neck it turns slightly blue like his tail with small speckles running from below his jaw up into his cheekbones

wears shark teeth earrings that taehyung made him

when he smiles it’s like ,,,,,,there’s sunshine underwater????? rumor has it it reflects up into the sky???

but also when he smiles u can see that some of his teeth are super duper sharp compared to a normal mermaids

you actually work at a small seaside cafe during the summers that sits right on the boardwalk to the ocean

and on some mornings the owners trust u with opening up the place but,,,,that’s like super early around 5am,,,,,and some people are out mostly those who jog on the boardwalk and all that

but the beach is practically vacant but one day ur sure u can see the figure of someone sitting in the rocks close to underneath one of the boardwalks bridges

and u think,,,,,for a moment,,,,,that u have to be hallucinating,,,or maybe the person ur seeing spent the night there????

worried u grab some food from the cafe,,,,and head out to see if the person might be hungry in case they’re homeless or something

but as ur climbing over the sharp rocks you accidentally scrape your arm which somehow makes the boy a couple yards away react

(maybe it has something to do with a sharks keen sense of smell,,,esp for blood)

but he turns and for a moment u just freeze because,,,,he’s too far to hear u??? right??? but u wave awkwardly either way,,,wincing when u realize ur hand has started to bleed

but you just clutch your fingers into a fist and try to make ur way over and the boy,,,,,once ur only three feet away,,,,is still looking at your hand

and u notice how handsome he is,,,,but theres some kind of discoloration in his face,,,,and u see something that looks like fins on his neck and ur like wha-

but he reaches out before u can say anything and takes ur hand thats still in a fist, gently prying it open and then?????? bringing it to his lips

and ur like ?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?1? UM but when he pulls back he smiles and u see his teeth and ur like even more confused but he just keeps grinning and goes

“u should wrap the cut with seaweed, it’ll stop ur bleeding” and ur like caught between being at a loss for words because did this stranger lick your wound? why does he have gills? his eyes are such a pretty sparkling brown? what is going on?

and hoseok suddenly splashes his tail which diverts ur attention and ur like OH MY GOD MERMAID

and hoseok bursts into laughter and is like “yep!!! sometimes people say sharkmaid,,,,sharkman,,,,but yeah!! my names hoseok by the way!!”

and he sticks his hand out like it’s the mOST casuaL Thing

but the only words u can blurt out are “people know about you?” and hoseok blinks a bit and laughs again and is like “not really!!!! but i realized u were hurt so i couldnt just slip away into the water.”

his smile settles on his face again and ur still standing there pretty sure ur in bed dreaming rn

when hoseok points at the bag and is like “for me???” and ur like “y-y-yeah but it’s a- a- -t–tuna–tuna- s-sand-sandwhich i-so-sorry-didn’t know-kn -know u wer-e a m-mermaid-shark-sharkmaid-mer—me–merma”

and hoseok seems a little shocked by your shaking voice and he takes the bag anyway and thanks u and asks if u wanna sit beside him he’s going to leave soon since people are going to start coming out but since u already know he’s here ^^

and u do,,,knees basically giving out because ur still looking at him like this- what-

and up close u can see his gills better and the long,,,blue fins near his waist and where his ears should be,,,the shark teeth swaying from them every time he tilts his head to give u a smile

and u dont know what to even ask or say all u can think of is “are u,,,,a prince?? like in little mermaid she’s a princess so-” and this cracks hoseok up again

and he’s like no no im normal,,,,just like you

and you’re like no no no u have a.,,,,,,tail,,,,,,,,a shark tail,,,,,,i just have legs

and hoseok is like this is true but hey we both have eyes and a nose and look ur cute!!! i cute too!!!

and ur like kjsdhfgfds oh,,,,yes,,,u are cute,,,,,but im n-

and hoseok puts his finger to ur lips and is like “nope! ur cute. ive seen some humans before,,,,,none as cute as you”

and the compliment makes u flush and u look down at the water

and hoseok thinks to himself that are all humans this shy,,,,,it’s even more endearing than he thought,,,,

when suddenly a boats horn passes by and hoseok slips into the water off the rocks and it startles u

but he pocks his head up above the water and is like “thanks for the,,,,,,sandwich u said??? i liked meeting u!!! let’s see each other again!!”

and u get up and lean over a bit so u can be closer to hear him

when hoseok takes off his earring and outstretches his hand to u and is like “here!! so u can remember me cute human!!”

and with that he smiles one last time,,,,the sharp teeth don’t even bother u because u feel like that smile ,,,,,is somehow the warmest smile u have ever seen

and disappears into the ocean

and u stand there,,,,holding the shark tooth earring,,,,wondering if ull see him again,,,,,,,,,,,or if ur seriously still dreaming

#bts scenario #bangtan scenario #bts scenarios #bangtan scenarios #jhope scenarios #jhope imagines #hoseok scenario #hoseok imagines #member: hoseok #sfw #mermaid!au

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freerebelmentality · 7 years

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My Family’s Keeper

AN: Thought about this for a while and finally decided to write it all down. Mentions of past child neglect, child abandonment, and spousal abuse. Sorry. I do hope you will enjoy

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“You sit in the men of letters bunker with your nephew. Dean and his one night stand were together for a while until things got crazy. When they argued, it was always loud and she started to get physical with him. He knew better though and he let her.

When she found out she was pregnant, she settled down a bit but it was always back to arguing. You and Sam had to bud in a few times, which would make it worse. She would get more angrier with Dean and take it out all on him.

When baby was born, it was all Dean taking care of the baby. She hardly did anything. When we picked up a case is when you decided to stay behind. You ended up taking care of baby while she focused more on her facebook then care for her baby.

When she left, leaving Dean and baby behind is when you and Sam stepped up more to help Dean. He is incredibly grateful for that and he is more grateful for you helping him. Since there is no mother figure for Deans son, an aunt couldnt be more fitting”

Two years later

You wake up to someone crying down the hall, you rub the sleep from your eyes and finally as the crying stopped is when you heard a little knock at your door.

“Come in” You reply as you lay on your side facing the door.

The door slightly opens as you see your nephew enter the room with a wide smile on his face

“Hi handsome�� You say while smiling to him

“He couldnt wait until you woke up, why he was crying” Dean says as he leans against the door

Your nephew climbs into bed with you and snuggles against you. You love that he has always done this every morning.

Sam finally wakes up and comes out of his room. He sees Dean leaned against the door frame and walks down the hall to see what was going on. Once he peeks his head into your room is when he knew what exactly is going on and smiles at the scene in front of him.

“Ssssaaaammmm” Your nephew squeals in delight as he points to the door and you look as well.

Sam enters the bed room further and lifts him from your side and begins to play with him as well. He laughs as he loves being in his uncles arms.

“Did you have breakfast yet buddy?” Sam asks looking to him

“No, just juice” He says with a smile

“Alright, lets go see what we can find in the kitchen” Sam says and carries Henry out towards the kitchen

“I caught us a case. Me and you can take care of this. I’ll ask Sam if he can stay and keep Henry while we are out” Dean says while showing you the news paper and you begin to read the article

“How about you and Sam head out to take care of this thing. I can stay behind with Henry and if needed I can do research” You tell him as he quickly whips his head to you

“But you always stay with Henry. Im trying to rotate here” He says with an awkward chuckle

“I know and I dont mind staying with him plus he is my nephew. Its a privilege” You tell him with a sincere tone and smile

Dean keeps his gaze to you and smiles. He is incredibly grateful for a sister like you and a brother like Sam. He loved how the both of you helped him with little Henry

“Thanks. For everything” Dean says and pulls you into his arm for a full hug. You do the same

“Not a problem big brother. Its what family is for” You tell him and walk out of the room and to the kitchen to join Sam and Henry for breakfast.

Once breakfast is done and Sam cleaned the dishes. They both get ready to head out, Henry begins to pack his toys into his dads bags thinking he is also going. But Dean quickly takes them out and places them on the floor while he wasnt looking. For good measures Dean keeps one toy in his bag.

“Alright buddy, be good for your aunty ok. Your uncle Sam and your dad are going out to fight some monsters” Dean says as he lifts Henry into his arms and he closes his eyes at the mentions of monsters.

“Dont worry buddy they wont get you just as long as your aunt, uncle and me are around ok” Dean says as he kisses his forehead. Henry nods his head and wraps his little arms around his dads neck

“Love you daddy” He says while Dean holds him tighter.

“I love you too baby” Dean replies as he grabs his bag and carries Henry out of the room and into the library/living room.

“Are we all set to go?” Dean asks once he gets into the living room

“Yeah, I am all set” Sam says once he sees his brother and nephew. He motions for Dean to give Henry to him and Dean does.

“Be good for your aunt ok?” Sam asks looking to Henry while nodding his head. Like Dean he wrapped his little arms around Sams neck

“Love you uncle” Henry says while Sam holds him tighter

“Love you to buddy” Sam says while giving Henry to you.

Dean and Sam walk down the hall and into the garage. They pack the trunk and throw their bags in the back seat. You and Henry watch them as they did their packing and making sure they have everything.

Once they get into the car is when they did their final wave and begin to start the car.

Henry loving the roar of the car as Dean gives baby gas and Henry loving every moment of it. They drive off and you can see that Henry is about to cry.

“Its ok buddy. Daddy and Uncle Sam will come home” You console him and head back into the bunker.

“Ok” Is all he says as he whimpers a bit.

Both of you get back into the bunker and walk down the hall way. Have playtime with Henry, when he got too tired after play time is when he got out his favourite book and started to marvel at the pictures. While you decided on what to cook for lunch.

“Aunty, Im hungry” Henry comes walking into the kitchen as he holds his sippy cup.

“What do you want to eat for lunch?” You ask as you lift him and look into the cupboards and fridge.

Once he decides on what to eat is when you begin cooking while Henry helps you. When lunch is done is when you sit him in his high chair and serve him his plate. You serve yours as well, the both of you eat in unison.

“Well, since we figured out on what we are dealing with. How about we wrap this thing up, so I can go home to my baby” Dean says while packing the arsenal that they would be needing to get rid of this rugaru.

Once Sam nods in agreement and begins walking out of the hotel room, once Dean walks out of the room and gets into the car. They drive to the place where they know the rugaru will be and they park in front of the house. Dean is getting all giddy because he is one step closer to dealing with this thing and heading home.

They split up once they have the items they need. Dean goes through the back yard while Sam goes through the front yard. Sam hears some ruffling inside the house and he opens the door slowly. Once he is inside, he can hear snarling, and someone eating.

He sees a pool of blood, and once he sees the face of the dead person is when he couldnt believe it. The dead person was his nephews mom. Carmen. Sam stumbled back a bit and stepped on something. That got the rugarus attention. He looks to him and quickly begins to attack him.

Dean runs into the house quickly once he hears a huge ruckus inside, he sees Carmen and couldnt believe she is dead. Dead and living in a crack house. He quickly snaps out of it and begins to lighting the torch. Sam sees what Dean is doing and he kicks the rugaru away from him. He stumbles against the wall and Dean points the torch to him.

He goes in flames.

“Dean, what do we do about?” Sam asks pointing to Carmens lifeless form

“Call it in, she still had family” Is all Dean says and walks out of the house through the back door.

Sam does as he is told and follows soon after. Its a quiet ride back to the bunker. Sam is about to say something when Dean looks to him and cuts him off

“Look, I just want to get home to my baby” Dean says and continues to drive.

“Alright buddy, lets get you to sleep” You say while lifting Henry into your arms and into his bed room.

You get his pjs on and lay there with him. He pulls out a book that he has been wanting to be read to him. Magnus Chase and The Gods of Asgard, The Hammer of Thor.

“Really? You want me to read this one?” You ask while he nods his head and has a smile on his face.

“Alright, here we go” You reply and begin the book.

As you get further into the book is when Henry is all into the book as well. You notice that his eyes are getting heavier and heavier. You continue reading until you feel his body weight is all on you.

“Night buddy. I love you” Once he is completely a sleep is when you tuck him into bed and kiss his fore head.

Two hours after Henry is fast a sleep is when you heard the garage door opening and closing quietly. You see Dean enter the kitchen along with Sam. You knew something was up with Dean but you didnt push. You got up from your chair and hugged Dean

“So happy the both of you are home” You tell him and look to Sam as you pull away from Dean

“Did you read him his book?” Dean asks looking to you

“We started a new book” You tell him in a hushed tone

“I knew he would get you to read The Hammer Of Thor” He says with a slight chuckle and goes away a little too quickly

“Hey, whats wrong?” You ask anyway in hopes he will answer you

Sam seats himself at the table as he motions for you to do the same thing and you do beside Sam

“While on the case, the rugaru lead us to a crack house and I guess thats where it lived to” Dean starts off and you listen very intently

“I entered the house first, it was already feeding on someone” Sam adds while Dean couldnt really go on.

“The person he was feeding on, was Carmen” Dean finishes while he begins to tear up

“Oh shit” Is all you say and couldnt believe Dean would actually find her but not like this

“For two years, I was so pissed off that she left but left Henry” Dean adds while he takes a gulp out of the whiskey thats on the table.

“I had hoped I would run into her and say all these things to her but seeing her that way” Dean continues and you get up from your chair and go to his side.

You hug him as his tears begin to fall.

You didnt know what to say to Dean other then comfort him and you look to Sam who has the same expression.

“At least Henry still has a parent who loves him, takes care of him and gathers what he needs. Henry will always have you Dean” You tell him in hopes that will make him feel better.

“Henry will definitely have all of us. All that matters now is Henry” Dean says and looks to his siblings

Dean got up from the table and walked to his room. One look to his baby boy is when all the other feelings went away. He is relieved his pride and joy is nestled safely under the covers. He gets ready for bed himself and tucks himself near his son and drifts of to sleep quickly. He wouldnt want to be any where else then beside his own son, with his son.

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svubloods · 7 years

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Imagine realising that Mike likes you back

(A/N: For Anon, I hope you enjoy this. Sorry for the wait and sorry if this is a mess. I’ve rewritten it so many times and I liked this version better than my other and I didn’t want you guys to stay waiting even longer for something. So sorry if this is bad)

Imagine realizing that Mike likes you back

Loads of people developed crushes on their superiors, well that was what you kept telling yourself. It wasn’t like you could help it. He was nice, sweet, respectable and attractive. What could you do? Nothing, and that’s what you did. You kept your feelings a secret because there was no chance that he liked you, the way you liked him. And you were great at acting like you had no romantic feelings towards him, maybe too great.

And you kept the act up…well, until everything changed.

“You know he only does that because he likes you,” Sonny commented casually, turning away from the two-way glass and looking away from your Sarge interrogating someone.

“He what?” You spluttered in response, completely taken aback to the point where you had to turn around and face him just so you could lean on the small shelf by the glass.

“The Sarge has a crush on you, Y/N,” He repeated, gesturing through the glass at said Sergeant, Sergeant Mike Dodds.

“That one?” You asked, pointing at him through the glass.

“Uh huh,” He nodded.

“Okay,” You nodded skeptically in response, realized trying to be casual, ending the conversation and looking away briefly before piping up again, “You mean our Sergeant?”

“Yes, Y/N. Our Sergeant,” He chuckled, clearly amused by your reaction, “Don’t tell me you realized that yet?”

And in that moment almost everything over the past couple of months suddenly made sense. You had started at Manhattan’s Special Victims Unit around eight months ago. And you hit off with everyone there, especially your new partner Sonny. Sure, they thought they you were a bit weird but they found you amusing occasionally which is this job is not only good for your ego but for everyones wellbeing. Your Dad always used to say that you were the bright light in darkness, but he's your Dad so he is biased.

The only person you didn’t instantly hit it off with was your new Sergeant. Sergeant Mike Dodds,s on of everyones least favourite Chief, well according to Fin that is. He didn’t think you were as funny as everyone else did and he didn’t find any of your ‘behaviours’, as he called them funny or entertaining. And you thought he was a bit too ridged and too concerned with procedure and not enough with justice. And he thought that in job like this you needed to take things a bit more seriously and see rules as they were. Rules.

You followed the mentality that in some cases ‘by the book’ were just suggestions. Reflecting back on it now though, maybe you can see why this may have been problematic for the Sergeant that was in charge of you. Regardless, at the time because you knew he found you annoying and didn’t approve of you and messing with him quickly became one of your favourite things to do.

Though that was only for the first month or two, after that you got know each other better and you were on good college terms. Did you keep on messing with him, though? Of course you did and sometimes he took it in stride and sometimes he berated you. It was like a game, you didn’t know which one you were going to get. But all in all you were on good terms even if you didn’t agree on some things…most things.

Recently, however you’ll admit that things had been different between the of you. He was still himself but he was much more agreeable with you. He was around a bit more and was much more friendly. He also wasn’t getting that annoyed by you either, it was almost like he suddenly found you endearing. He acted like he usually did but something had clearly changed.

Maybe he did like you.

“I don’t think so, Sonny.” You commented casually, shaking the thought off and coming back to reality.

“Come on, Y/N! You know, thats why you mess with him so much.” He continued.

You looked up at him with a confused expression as you shook your head slowly.

“Seriously?” He questioned seriously.

You nodded quickly.

“Well, its pretty obvious to everyone well to apparently everyone but you.” Sonny said.

“Are you sure?” You countered.

“I had my suspicions but then some things happened that made it pretty obvious.” He mentioned.

“Like what?” You inquired.

“A lot of things, like the time you went undercover as a background couple.” He mentioned.

You thought back to that. It was about a month ago, it was an undercover operation at a restaurant that a Pimp was using a front. You and Mike didn’t have any ‘main roles’ in the operation so you just played a couple in the background for back-up and to make sure nothing went wrong.

“Y/N,” Mike scolded in a hushed tone so no one could hear, “You ordered fries?”

“It’s going to take a while to convince that pimp that uniform is a sixteen year old and I’m hungry so,” You shrugged, taking a bite.

“We’re supposed to watching the restaurant to make sure nothing goes wrong.” He reminded.

“I eat with my mouth not my eyes. I can do both.” You winked, taking another bite.

“And you’re doing a great job,” He sighed, gesturing to your face.

“Ketchup?” You asked.

“Mmm,” He confirmed.

You started dabbing at your face, looking at him to indicate where it was. Apparently you kept missing it despite demonstrating on his own face.

“You know what,” He sighed, before leaning across the table and wiping it off your face himself, “There you go, now you’re presentable.”

“Thanks Sarge,” You chuckled, while his hand was still on your face.

He lingered a little bit too long before removing it quickly and sitting back straight. He looked away from you and you smiled to yourself. You continued to case in silence.

“Hey,” You whispered, “Did you see that?”

He nodded, “Let’s go.”

You both got up casually and followed one of your suspects associates. You followed down a back corridor. Hanging back a bit so you could listen to his conversation but not have him see you. The guy confessed almost everything you had suspected but of course you needed more than just a witness confessing what your suspect had done. Mike gestured that you had heard enough, so you could go back and not ruin the rest of the operation that was still going on. You nodded and began to sneak away expertly, quietly enough so he wouldn’t suddenly hear you and catch you. Unfortunately, you had more stealth than Mike, who accidentally knocked over a vase as he attempted to walk away.

Footsteps immediately began to race towards you. You couldn’t run and have him not catch you. it was a a split second decision and also the only the thing you could think of. You grabbed Mike quickly, pulled him close and started kissing him. Needless to say he was shocked and even more so when you kicked him in the knee, so he stumbled slightly. Hoping to give the impression that you were both drunk. The guy huffed, muttered something and slipped pass you. You both continued until he was gone.

“I think he’s gone,” You breathed, pulling away finally.

He nodded, not speaking and also not looking you in the eye.

“We should head back,” You suggested, slightly confused by his behaviour.

“Definitely,” He finally said, looking up as you both started walking, “I don’t think he suspected anything.”

“It was pretty good thinking, right?” You smiled, giving him a nudge.

“It was something,” He commented.

“You can tell me if you liked it,” You teased

“I…I..um,” He stuttered uncharacteristically.

“Speechless?” You smirked.

“Go eat your fries.” He ordered annoyed as he opened the door for you and ignoring the topic of conversation.

“How do you know about that?” You asked, snapping back to reality and looking up at Sonny.

“He was smiling about it for at least a week after.” Sonny added.

“You can’t definitely say that was because of me,” You reminded.

“So you noticed it to,” Sonny deducted.

“I may have noticed that he was a bit more smiley around that time,” You admitted.

“And it was because you planted one on him.” Sonny continued for you.

“I did what I had to so we wouldn’t get caught.” You stated.

“And the only way you could do that was by kissing him?” He speculated.

“Do you have a better idea?” You asked.

“Well, I don’t have one right now but I could think of one, eventually.” He said quickly.

“Hmm, course you could,” You said sarcastically, “And how does that prove if he likes me. I kissed him, he didn’t kiss me.”

“No, it’s how he acted afterwards.” Sonny said.

“The smiling?” You asked.

“He was happy. Like something great happened.” Sonny shrugged.

“But that could have been anything.” You suggested.

“It was you Y/N.” He stated.

“What else is there? Other than the kiss?” You asked

“It’s everything, Y/N,” Sonny sighed as if explaining it was hard, “Sometimes you just know when people like each other, when they are meant to be together. And that’s what I see when I see you and Mike together. You’re meant to be together.”

“In what way?” You probed.

“Y/N, are you asking me this because you feel the same way about him and you need some sort of confirmation that he feels the same way before you do anything?” He questioned, an expression of understanding on his face.

“Well, I don’t know how he feels.” You commented.

“Y/N,” Sonny interrupted.

“Maybe,” You confessed.

“I knew it,” Sonny cheered to himself.

“Have I been that obvious?” You sighed, looking back through at the interrogation and nursing your temple.

“You? No.” Sonny confirmed, appearing beside you, “ But he definitely has.”

“Really?” You asked.

“Can’t you tell?” Sonny inquired.

“I guess I was too busy trying to hide I feel to notice how he may feel about me.” You chuckled dryly.

“I mean if anyone could ignore what’s right in front of their face, it’s you.” Sonny teased, “I mean just think about it,”

And that’s what you did. You cast your mind back to the day you realised you liked Mike. It was a quiet day and you and him were the only ones at the station. Everyone else was either working leads or off for the day. You on the other hand were doing the mountain of paperwork you had been avoiding for weeks.

“Y/N?” Mike called from his desk.

“Yeah, Sarge?” You replied spinning in your chair childishly to face him.

You caught him stifling a chuckle as you did which made you smile as well as make you feel like you were blushing.

“Have you finished yet the Brisk case-notes yet?” He asked seriously, in his large and in charge tone.

“No,” You said softly, shrugging your shoulders.

“Y/N,” He sighed, leaning back in his chair and shaking in his head, “What are we going to do with you?”

“I’m sorry,” You apologised, “But it’s so boring.”

“Well, it wouldn’t be if you didn’t let it all build up.” He reminded.

“Yeah but I look at as a future me problem which is the reason why present me hates past me right now.” You elaborated.

You watched as Mike sighed audibly, before launching out of his chair and walking over to you. He grabbed the chair to a desk nearby yours. He dragged it over to the edge of your desk and took a seat.

“What are you doing?” You asked.

“Taking half,” He informed putting his hand out.

“Really?” You questioned but with a happy expression as well as happily handing him the files.

“I’m not doing it for you. I’m doing it for my own sanity.” He responded, not looking at you and flipping open the first file.

“Thanks,” You smiled genuinely.

“It’s okay,” He returned, looking up briefly and locking eyes with you.

You both talked a lot as you worked through the files. Discussing everything and nothing, if that makes sense. He asked you questions about your life and about you and you did the same. You got to know each other really well. And you remember exactly everything he told about you. It felt as if you were actually e=becoming friends.

“It must be hard being a cop and having him as your Dad.” You commented as he told you a story.

“You think so?” He prompted.

“Yeah, it must be hard having everyone assume that your Dad got you here and not all the hard work you do,” You elaborated casually, not realising the significance to him at the time.

“You think I do I hard work?” He asked.

“Yeah, it must be hard being in charge of people in a job like this, especially ones as challenging as me.” You agreed.

“Then why don’t you make it easier of me?” He chuckled.

“Where’s the fun in that and come on! You secretly like it, really.” You stated.

“It does make may day a little bit more interesting,” He confessed.

“Exactly!” You exclaimed, “You like me really,”

“Well, I…” H began before being interrupted by Fin coming in with a suspect from one of his cases.

“Sounds like he was about to tell you how he felt.” Sonny said.

“I think so too,” You agreed, reflecting back on it and realising.

“What are you going to do?” He asked.

You were about to respond but the door opened and the suspect and Mike walked out of the interrogation room. Both you and Sonny straightened up simultaneously and dropped the conversation. Falling into silence.

“Sonny, can you take him down to booking?” Mike questioned.

“Sure thing, Sarge.” Sonny agreed, taking hold of the suspect and taking him away and flashing you a look as he walked by.

As if he trying to say that you should tell him how you feel.

“That was a pretty good time, right?” Mike asked once Sonny was out of earshot referring to the completion you had about who could break suspect the fastest.

“Uh huh” You agreed quickly slightly fidgety.

“Hey, are you okay?” He asked concerned, looking directly at you.

“Yeah, I’m fine.” You reassured, avoiding eye contact.

“You sure?” He persisted.

“Of course,” You replied with a weary smile.

“Okay, but if anything is up. You can talk to me, if you want.” He reminded, with a reassuring and friendly smile.

“Why do you think something is wrong?” You inquired, slightly curious and conveniently forgetting your nervousness for a couple moments.

“You haven’t made fun of my tie or my suit or my hair yet and it’s been thirty-seconds.” He commented jokingly.

“I’m not some evil bitch, you know?” You snapped playfully while folding your arms over chest sassily.

“I know,” He chuckled, looking in your direction and locking eyes with you, “I just always thought it was your idea of endearment.”

“It’s true. I only make fun of people I really like.” You confirmed, smiling up at him.

“You really like me?” He asked curiously, as if he wasn’t already sure.

“Of course I do.” You confirmed, surprised.

“That’s nice to know.” He commented casually.

“There is something.” You announced after a few brief moments of silence between the two of you.

“What’s up?” He asked, his voice laced with concern once again.

“I have a pretty good idea of how you’re going to react to this but I still worry that it may ruin things.” You warned beforehand.

“Well, I’ve never known you to be anything but fearless, take the fire extinguisher incident of example…” He began to say.

“What else could I have done?” You interrupted.

“I’m not saying there was anything else. I’m saying have the same mentality. So, take the leap or the swing in your case.” He continued before finishing.

“Do you want to get coffee sometime?” You asked as directly and fearlessly as he had suggested.

“Coffee?” He repeated.

“Yeah, but not as colleagues but as…” You confirmed before elaborating.

“Yes,” He answered immediately.

“What?” You spluttered, taken aback slightly by the quick response.

“Yes, I want to get coffee with you and not as a college.” He confirmed, already knowing what you had meant.

“That’s great?” You replied, still a bit confused.

“You seem unsure.” He commented wearily and dejected.

“No, no,” You began to clarify, “It’s that no one had ever agreed so fast before.”

“Well, I’ve been waiting a while,” He chuckled.

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