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yunjardi · 6 months

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my heart bel♡ngs to daddy [series]

[young sugar daddy!jake × fem!reader]

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[click here for this series' masterlist to read previous chapters, general warnings, and playlist]

[!!chapter warnings!!: smut [mdni], DADDY KINK, unprotected sex, fingering, handjob, oral, gentle sex, cockwarming, angst, crying, arguing, minor possessiveness (???), mentions of negative body image near the end, some fluff, lmk if i missed anything!]

*sorry for any grammar errors

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chapter 16: the ugly truth?

"y/n, please, i really do love you," jake begged you breathlessly, "you're seriously such a big part of my life. what would i ever do without a friend like you?"

a friend.

friends.

that's what you and jake are, huh?

the bubbly and shocked feeling that took over your body after hearing jake tell you that he loves you quickly fizzled away once jake uttered that 6 letter word.

that stupid 6 letter word.

how were you even supposed to react to this?

well, you reacted the only way your body would let you.

with anger.

"jake, i need you to do something for me, okay?" jake nodded as you took a deep breath inward before continuing, "once you walk out that door, never come back again. don't bother contacting me either because i don't wanna hear it. friends don't do what we do. you led me on, you asshole. now get out."

"y/n, i meant- i-"

"i said i don't wanna hear it!" you raised your voice, helpless tears falling again, "i-i think it's best if you leave now." your voice softened as tears uncontrollably rolled down your face, causing jake to cry too.

"i'm not going anywhere, y/n," jake declared with a stern tone, "i'm not letting you push me away, not after everything we've been through." you scoffed. "after everything we've been through? you're unbelievable, jake. i'm not gonna fall for your pretty-boy antics anymore, so you can forget about all that."

jake was at a loss for words. he'd never seen you be so cold before, not to him, not to anyone.

"listen, let's both just calm down. i know we're both heated right now, and we shouldn't be arguing when we're mad like this and-"

"will you shut up with your preaching and just go already?!" you yelled out in frustration, wanting nothing more than to crawl into a ball and be left alone. you didn't want to face the man who was actively breaking your heart into tiny little pieces any longer.

"fine," jake gave in, not saying another word and simply walking out of your house.

secretly, you wanted him to keep fighting for you even though it wouldn't make sense if he did.

the millisecond you heard the door shut, you immediately began bawling your eyes out.

you had no idea what was gonna happen next, if anything that is.

all you could do is sob helplessly in the same spot he left you in.

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you made sure to sob your eyes until you could no longer feel tears in your eyes before heading to work with heavier makeup than usual to cover your tear-stained skin.

calling your manager beforehand, you let her know that you were able to work from opening to closing for which she was quite pleased to hear.

you needed to be as distracted as possible so that you wouldn't think of jake's pretty, yet also cute, puppy face, and the way his hair flowed whenever he'd turn to look at you, and also-

damn, you were already failing your mission miserably.

you managed to pull yourself together on the bus ride to work and walk into the bar without any trouble.

lucky for you, the bar extra was packed this evening which meant you'd be too busy running around to think about anything besides alcohol and more alcohol.

there was no room to think about how much you missed jake's presence, how much you wanted him to kiss you and tell you that everything was going to be okay, and you definitely weren't thinking about how much you missed the way his scent blinded you whenever he pulled you into an embrace.

it seemed nothing else could gain control over your clouded mind the way jake does. the way that only he could possibly do.

you were so distracted by faded thoughts of him that you nearly spilled drinks multiple times during your shift and nearly dropped a crystal wine glass floor because of how zoned out you were.

luckily, your mishaps were enough to keep you on your toes plus distracted for a teensy amount of time and by the time you checked the clock, customers were already on their way out for closing hours to come.

you volunteered to stay later than usual to lend a hand and clean up around the bar as an excuse to stay away from your thoughts for as long as possible. your manager found it strange, but she was thankful nonetheless to have some extra hands on deck helping out.

waving goodbye to your manager after cleaning tables and counters, you finally exited the building with a deep sigh and began to walk to the bus stop.

as soon as the night time air hit you, you were suddenly plagued with the most extreme wave of loneliness you'd ever experienced. you feared that you would feel lonelier at night because of the jake situation, and you hated that those fears were steadily becoming a reality.

your brain began to run laps as you started to wonder how things could have turned out if you'd been less nit-picky.

maybe you overreacted. maybe you made something out of nothing. maybe everything was your fault.

you couldn't help but sigh.

the walk home from the bus stop was when you finally let all the tears you were holding in pour from your eyes. you almost couldn't see where you were going due to the tears blurring your vision, but you eventually got to your house. your eyes jaded with tears, you turned the corner to enter your house only to be greeted by a figure sitting at your doorstep.

none other than jake.

he simply could not bear the pain of you not being by his side. he was determined to get through to you; whatever it would take, he'd do it ten fold. jake refused to let you go.

ever since you popped into his life, his greatest fear became losing you, and he refused to let that fear become a reality. he swore to himself that he'd do anything and everything to prove himself to you.

"w-what are you doing here?" you questioned jake between sobs, "i though i t-told you to stay away."

"i'm not going anywhere, y/n. hell, i'll sleep out here all night if i have to," jake declared firmly, his bloodshot and teary eyes gleaming in the moonlight, "trust me, you're not getting rid of me that easily." his tone turned slightly sly.

"jake..." you sighed out, "come inside. how long have you been sitting out here?" you asked whilst opening the front door. he shook his head, not wanting to answer as if it wasn't important for you to possess the knowledge of his time camping at your doorstep.

you let him step inside before you, locking the door once you both got inside.

"so, what is it?" you questioned him again with a sigh, "are you here to collect your things or something?" you tried to keep your voice steady, not wanting to show just how badly you were hurting.

"why would i? it's not like i'm never coming back," jake responded with the same stern tone as before, "you told me to leave and never come back, but i know you better than that, y/n. we both know that we're not just gonna let each other slip through our fingertips. well, at least i'm not going to.

you hated the ease that jake had when it came to seeing right through you and/or literally reading your mind.

he always joked that his sixth sense was 'reading y/n's mind,' but it was scarily true, especially in this moment.

pondering on how attentive jake had always been toward you was enough to have you bawling your eyes out again. thinking about all the little things he did for you every since the beginning made your heart feel like it was about to burst.

jake cautiously stepped toward you, testing the waters to see if you'd push him away if he got any closer, but to his surprise, you didn't. he took this as an opportunity to hold you in his arms, and he was relieved that you even let him do so.

he let out the most intense sigh of relief at the feeling of your head falling against his chest, certain that you were able to hear how quickly his heart pounded.

"shh," jake whispered quietly as he held you tightly, "i'm here, princess. don't cry. you're gonna make me start crying again, baby." you simply melted at his touch as he gently rocked you from side to side, comfort rushing through your body. once you calmed down, you were able to wipe your tears away from your eyes and look up at his tear-stained face. the sight of his upset expression made you bury your head back into his chest, a slight guilt creeping up on you from making him cry along with you.

but you began to feel guilt for another unrelated matter.

unfortunately, you were seconds away from ruining the endearing moment because you couldn't help yourself from expressing your thoughts.

"you're all dirty now," you uttered a soft whine as you wiped a few stray tears away from your eyes, "i was all over the bar cleaning up which made me all gross, and now you're probably all dirty now too."

all of jake's clothes were expensive, and knowing that the hoodie he wore most definitely had remnants of unsanitary bar grime, makeup, and tears made you shudder with unease. his cashmere prada sweater would definitely be unforgiving when it came to attempting to get makeup stains cleaned off of the material.

"is that really what you're worried about, silly?" jake asked with a refreshing yet shy smile whilst tilting your chin upward to look up at him. nodding, you felt your face shifting into a pout yet again and wanted to hide your face as a result.

"give me a second to wash up, please?" you gave jake another pout, embarrassed as you wiped the last stray tears away from your face, tears finally coming to a halt.

"only if i'm allowed to join," jake remarked with a cheeky expression, slightly too soon.

"fine."

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you should've seen this coming.

you should've known that you'd be under the warm water, letting it trickle down your skin, getting lost in a make-out session with the man who can't seem to make up his mind.

you could never seem to gain a sense of morality when the subject of the situation is jake.

you let him overtake you physically and mentally.

there was something about seeing you covered in droplets of warm water whilst steam surrounded the two of you that steadily made jake's desire for you grow deeper and more intense.

jake never knew until now that he had a 'thing' for seeing you with body wash suds all over you; it was like he unlocked a new part of his already-filthy brain.

"hey," jake uttered between kisses as his hands explored your soapy body, "everything i said earlier, it was all a misunderstanding. i love you, y/n, i really do. i just got nervous saying it out loud and started talking out of my ass as a result. please trust me when i tell you that i love you so badly."

your kiss with jake deepened, shutting him up before he could say anything else.

you didn't feel like responding, mostly because you didn't know what to say, so you simply kept kissing him as his hands continued to wander themselves around your body, unknowingly making your core heat up.

as soon as things began to wind down, you turned off the water, handing jake a towel as well as taking one for yourself.

upon arriving to your bedroom, the two of you put on some comfortable clothes as if you weren't about to get undressed in the next five minutes.

you two found your way onto the bed, kissing each other on the lips softly until the situation turned more erotic.

"you're so pretty," jake mumbled into your lips, "all mine." you nodded your head at his comment, "yours." jake seemed to be pleased with your response, it becoming more apparent that his boxers were growing tight.

you let your hands feel down his torso until you got lower, and lower, and eventually down to the waistband of his boxers, ready to take them off after only a few short minutes of them being on. jake followed suit, hastily getting your panties off and discarding them onto the nightstand.

continuing the intimate kiss, jake began to rub gentle circles against your sensitive clit whilst you took his hard length into one of your hands, slowly stroking it at the same pace as he touched you. amorous moans were the only sounds filling the room as jake smoothly slipped a finger inside your needy hole. he moved his hand slowly, feeling every bit of your walls against his slender finger as you began to moan helplessly into his mouth, gripping his cock and stroking it a little harder than before. the two of you moaned in tandem, using your hands to please one another until you reached your limits.

"wait," jake quickly broke the kiss, causing you to look at him as he still continued to rub your clit, "i need a taste."

his statement made your face flush red as you let go of his throbbing cock, letting it fall against his toned lower abdomen as he slid his finger out of your pussy, now positioning you comfortably against the headboard.

"don't be shy, princess," jake chuckled at your coy demeanor, "i've seen you before, silly, and i love what i see." he arguably made you more shy once he parted your legs, biting his lip at the sight of your wet cunt. jake wasted no time, going in for a taste half a second later. the feeling of his tongue against your warmth making a moan escape your lips as your fingers tugged on his pretty brown hair.

"fuck, that's so good, daddy," you mewled as his tongue worked wonders against your hole. you could feel the way he smirked against your clit every time he earned a little moan from you. jake practically lived to please you whether you realized it or not. "i need your cock, please, please, please?" you begged as he stuck his tongue into your soaking hole. jake looked up from between your legs, smirking at how needy his tongue made you.

jake positioned you onto your side, wanting to hold you while he fucked himself into you. he held your leg up, stroking his cock a few times before letting his tip enter you. you squirmed at the feeling, letting out a little moan at the feeling of his thick tip passing through you. slowly, he inched his length into you, his breath hitching at the way your walls clenched around him.

"good girl, so tight for daddy," jake breathed out as he began to thrust softly.

you could feel him so deep inside your cunt, your core quickly burning up at the sensation of his tip steadily bumping against your sweet spot.

jake somehow managed to fuck you like a whore whilst holding you like you were his precious princess.

his thrusts were gentle but very affective, making you twitch as you brought your hand down to your clit, wanting badly to reach your climax.

"daddy, right there," you whined quietly as you brought your hand from your clit up to his spare hand, bringing it around to cup one of your boobs. jake moaned at the way you held his hand against your chest, his core tightening and heating up alongside yours. the stimulation was too much. you found yourself cumming around the base of his thick cock, coating his pretty member with your arousal. "such a good girl," jake praised you as he brought his hand down to your lower abdomen, "you're so pretty when you cum for me."

"your turn, jakey," you urged him by reaching down to play with his balls, causing his head to fall back with a loud groan. he had no choice but to fill you up, ropes of cum shooting deep into your pussy as you both moaned at the feeling.

calming down from your orgasms, you two stayed in the position you were in before inevitably falling asleep as jake kept you close to him throughout the entire night as you both slept.

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the morning after, you felt deviously groggy as if you'd gotten drunk the night before.

the first thing you noticed was jake being gone.

for a second your heart shattered yet again, but your drama queen moment was interrupted when you noticed a handwritten letter on the bedside table.

my lovely princess,

i had to head home early this morning, princess, please don't alarmed by me not being there. i'm not sure if you're working this evening, but it would be great if you could stop by my place beforehand if you are.

-jakey <3

you let out a sigh of relief knowing that jake didn't leave out of pettiness or anything like that.

you rolled out of bed earlier than you would've liked to so that you could go and visit jake before heading to your shift. you couldn't help but wonder why he wanted you to be there. shrugging it off, you quickly got changed into your work uniform, the usual tight and cropped button-up that you barely had buttoned, and a short skirt.

after getting into your work clothes, you put on a significantly less amount of makeup than yesterday before feeding the fish and slipping on a pair of pretty black heels that were easy to walk in.

and you, of course, couldn't forget to bring (one of) your favorite bags that, of course, jake bought for you. since you believed that your recent fight with jake was now behind the both of you, you felt comfortable with using the clothes he'd gifted you throughout your time together.

feeling thankful for the fact that you made up with jake, it was now time to head to his place.

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after the lengthy train journey to jake's house, you walked up to his door and rang the fancy doorbell, waiting for him to come to the door.

you were greeted with a soft kiss from a handsome-as-always jake before he looked you up and down, seeming surprised and shocked at your skimpy work clothes as if he hadn't seen them before.

i mean come on, he literally met you while you were wearing these clothes.

"here," jake reached over to you, buttoning your shirt up higher and practically trying to cram your boobs back into your shirt in the process. he could've sworn they'd gotten bigger, but maybe it was just his dirty imagination. "much better," he sighed with relief. you couldn't help but giggle at his antics; you never saw the day where he'd but buttoning your shirt up.

"you're so silly, puppy," you chuckled as you gazed into his sparkly eyes, completely entranced by his handsome face.

you two stood there, your arms around his neck and his around your waist until you were brutally interrupted by a loud "ahem!"

startled, your head snapped in the direction in which the voice came from.

you couldn't believe your eyes.

"jake, w-what's going on here?" you questioned him with urgency as you stepped away from him, losing physical contact.

it had been so long since you've seen her face that for a second you believed that your eyes were playing tricks on you.

there she was, stood right in front of you.

the girl from the bar.

"y/n, just give me a chance to explain myself," jake begged to which you motioned for him to go on as you tried not to roll your eyes, "i just thought that maybe by bringing you both here, you'd bring this drama to a close, call a truce or something, you know?"

"you're joking, right?" you questioned him a second time, feeling like you were about to lose your mind, "there's no drama that needs to be 'closed,' and i don't appreciate the fact that you're bringing me face-to-face with someone who belittled me for months and went on to physically assault me. there is no drama; she's just- she's- a bitch! that's what she is, and i never want to see her again, jake!" your tone was firm, clear, and serious until you panicked after calling her a bitch. you couldn't help but feel your stomach fall into the depths of hell as you tried to hold back tears.

"now just who the fuck do you think you are, y/n?" she began aggressively moving closer to where you and jake were standing, causing your body to tense up, her knowing your name while you didn't even know hers making you fear her presence even more, "you- you're the bitch in this situation, so don't you get it twisted! why are you in jake's life in the first place? all you've done is take up all his time while you sit around and spend his money all while ruining his reputation! before you were around, he dedicated his whole life to his family's business, and once you waltzed in, he started wasting his time taking care of you like a liability. you're ruining him whether you want to admit it or not!"

her words brought you to a standstill. why did she seem to know so much about you and jake's relationship? more importantly, why does she think she has the right to say these things? more, more importantly, why hasn't jake said a single word?

"who are you to say any of that?" you blurted out furiously, "why are you so concerned about what we're doing? just mind your business! none of this would be happening if you just decided to leave him alone! leave us alone while you're at it! blaming me for random shit isn't going to change a thing; jake and i both know what's going on between him and i, and that's none of your concern. leave me out of this."

trying to remain calm, you took a deep breath only for her to start coming closer to a point where you could smell her flowery perfume.

"his business is my business," she stated firmly, looking into your soul via your eyes, "you better believe and internalize when i say that you're a no-good, useless commoner who could only dream of living the life we do. just because you think you're in cahoots with jake doesn't mean you're gonna snake your way into his life, you got that? you're just a bit of fun for him, someone he can use for a little while before he realizes that you're just a pathetic commoner who he shouldn't associate with. god, when will you realize that you're just an object that he can put his arm around and fuck when he has nothing else to do?"

at this time, you wished that your ears were deceiving you; you truly couldn't believe that anyone could say something as cruel as that seemingly without feeling any shame or guilt.

you also couldn't believe that you were basically having a cat-fight with another woman over a man. you never ever thought you'd get to this point, but jake... he just means so much to you to a point where you couldn't bear the thought of someone trying to take him away from you. god you felt pathetic for letting a guy take control of your emotions like this, but you couldn't help yourself; jake was so precious to you.

"soyeon, that's enough!" jake suddenly spoke up, shocking both of you.

well, at least now you finally learned her name after all this time.

"i'm not just gonna sit here and let you say disrespectful things to y/n! she did nothing wrong, and i'm sick of you thinking that she did. she's not ruining anything, and she's especially not ruining me! just leave her and i alone and find someone else."

"seriously, why did you bring her here?" you asked jake quietly, "you knew she wasn't going to be civil about this."

"y/n," jake looked into your eyes as he spoke, "i really thought things would be settled. in hindsight, i should've seen this coming, but i never meant to hurt you by doing this."

she seemed to smirk at the way you finally began to tear up.

"well you did," you spoke out, gently wiping your waterline to avoid messing up your makeup, "i honestly don't know how much more i can take. you told me that you loved me last night; was it all a lie? were you just sweet-talking me? i don't know what you want anymore, jake."

at this point, jake's feelings were as clear as mud.

"look at me. please don't cry," jake begged, wanting so desperately to wipe your tears away, soyeon watching the situation from just a few paces away.

"see, there he goes again," her voice making you tense up again, "taking care of you like a child. it's sad to watch, really. you're only stressing him out by acting like this, so go take your tears somewhere else-"

"haven't we heard enough from you already?!" jake raised his voice at her, "look, if you can't suck it up and leave her alone, then get out and never show your face around her nor i ever again!"

"how could you say that, jake?" she began crying out, "if it weren't for her, things would've played out perfectly! if it weren't for her, we'd be married!"

"m-married?" you managed to speak out as you looked over at jake in disbelief. after that, you couldn't get another word out, only mustering up the courage to take your phone and wallet out of the bag you brought with you (that was, of course, from jake) and leave it on a chair before walking out the door.

no matter how many times jake called your name, you couldn't find the courage to turn around. hearing the words that she said made your entire world crumble around you.

marriage? is that why he invited you to his house to meet her formally?

whatever.

you didn't want to think about it anymore.

you wished that jake's front yard and driveway wasn't such a strenuous walk because you could still hear him calling your name endlessly, begging you to come back.

"let her go, jake," you heard soyeon's loud and mocking voice, "she doesn't understand this lifestyle, and she never will."

maybe she was right. maybe you'd never understand because you weren't born into a rich and noble family like they were.

you couldn't hear much else once you got to the end of the excruciatingly long driveway, only being able to hear a loud "get out" that you presumed came from jake.

after finally making it out of his residence, you took a second to tell your boss that something came up and that you couldn't come in after all. luckily, she was understanding and thankfully didn't make you explain what went on which was a relief.

at that, you took your sad ass back home and planned to stay there for the next couple of days.

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"that's absolutely insane," yeji's jaw dropped over the phone.

you decided to call her and tell her the sequence of events because, come on, you can't hide anything from your best friend.

"and i'm a wreck over it," you admitted lowly as you spoke into the phone, "i think i just need some time to myself, you know? after all, i've spent virtually all my time with him since we met, so maybe some time apart will do us some good."

"who knows, maybe he'll finally make up his mind," yeji shrugged before letting you go, reminding you that you could call her any time no matter what.

you sighed softly once the call ended, feeling more alone than ever.

stupidly, you decided to open up his designated drawer in your bedroom where he kept some clothes and put on one of his hoodies. the smell of his clothes only made your heart shatter into even smaller pieces as you curled up on your bed in hopes that you could get some sleep, your eyes sore and tired from crying.

a sudden panic filled your body once you heard the sound of your front door being unlocked, causing you to jolt up from your bed.

"y/n, are you home? it's just me," you heard a familiar voice call out to you from the living room. you peeked from underneath your covers to see jake standing before you, holding out his hand for you to grab it, but you refused.

as much as you wanted to curl up in bed with jake and act like everything was dandy, simply seeing his face made you start crying like a baby.

jake's heart shattered into a million pieces at the sight of you crying.

he did this.

he fucked up.

and he was unsure if he could do anything to fix it.

"g-get out," you managed to stutter through your tears, "y-you're a liar; you d-don't love m-me. s-shouldn't you be g-getting ready f-for a w-wedding with h-her or s-something?"

"for fuck's sake, y/n, i'm not marrying her!" jake raised his voice at you unintentionally, "i don't even want her in my life, so what makes you think that i'd do anything of the sort?" you could only let out sniffles in response, letting tears trickle down your face as jake slowly approached you.

upon seeing you up close, he noticed that you were clad in one of his hoodies which only made his heart soften even more. he couldn't stop himself from climbing into your bed and sitting next to you, his back against the headboard as he looked down at you.

you turned away from him, not wanting him to see your puffy, tear-stained face.

"is it because she's prettier than me?" you asked, your emotions suddenly spilling out, "because her figure is better than mine? or maybe how her hair always looks perfect? is it the way that she always dresses up no matter where she goes? or how you and her probably have a lot more in common in a sense that you two both come from noble and rich families? if you really think i'm an unattractive nobody just say it."

you couldn't see it, but jake's face was in a state of shock, absolutely refusing to believe that your mind came up with all of those ideas.

"you don't really think that, right?" jake asked softly, getting his answer from the way that you stayed still and silent, "princess, how could i ever? don't you know that i only have eyes for you? please, look at me." you felt jake's warm hand meet your shoulder, helping you turn your body to face him.

you sat up against the headboard next to him, your eyes glistening as you looked into his eyes that seemed to be saddened upon finding out what was going on in the depths of your mind. jake couldn't help but stop and wonder how long you'd been feeling that way, and it caused a sinking feeling to bubble up within him.

"if there's one thing i want you to know right now, it's that i think you're the most gorgeous woman i've ever laid my eyes upon," jake declared, pulling you closer and closer, "i don't care what you say, i don't care if you disagree because this is my truth." jake eventually pulled you close enough to where you were sat on his lap, your forehead against his while he lowly mumbled sweet nothings to you.

"you know, ever since i first put my hands on you, i never wanted to touch anyone else," jake admitted in a whisper as his hands began to travel around your waist, "even the thought of being in this position with anyone else makes me sick to my core."

you let jake's hands feel all over you as you felt his obvious hard growing underneath you, letting a small whimper pass through your lips.

some would argue that your relationship with jake was in too fragile of a state to be intimate with each other, but you couldn't disagree more; you needed to feel jake in the most intimate and vulnerable way possible.

"please," you whined in a whisper, jake knowing exactly what you were asking for and following suit.

in the blink of an eye, you let jake slip his hard cock inside you, his hands still wandering around your waist as he pushed his hoodie off your body. you let out quiet moans as goosebumps formed all over your body from his touch. the combination of the slow movements of your hips against his along with the way his hands ghosted over your chest was enough to send your body into a frenzy.

not wanting to rush the pleasure, you slowed the movement of your hips to focus on jake's beauty.

you took time to adore the way his lips looked against your chest as he left gentle pecks along your skin, the way he ran his fingers through your hair, the way his eyes would meet yours, causing you to become shy.

"see how beautiful you are?" jake began, his lips finding their way back onto your skin, "i couldn't even imagine anyone else who i'd give myself to almost every goddamn chance i get. i want you all the time, you have no idea." his breathing slowed down as you began to kiss his soft lips.

it's impossible.

he's impossible.

jake sim is impossible not to fall in love with.

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a/n: sorry this one is so long and isn't exactly an easy read. i hope you still enjoyed it anyway and are looking forward to the next one <3 ily all and tysm for being super patient with this series. i love it so much and don't want to give up on it, so your support really helps <3

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ilwonuu · 18 days

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Can I request reader having a sexy dream and texting bf Jungwon about it and she’s so needy so she shows up at the dorms while the other boys are there and shows up at the dorms while the other boys are there. She immediately drags Jungwon to his room and they start making out, he’s rlly shy because he’s never done anything like this before. She’s on his lap and starts grinding on him and he gets hard for the first time with her and gets really embarrassed but reader is OBVIOUSLY into it and gives him a handjob and he just cums sm all over her.

anon,,,, this request will be the death of me (good death obvi) this is too good omg. i hope you like<3 thank you for requesting!!!!

boy, i want you.

↬ yang jungwon

꧁ pairing- nonidol!jungwon x fem!reader, switch!jungwon x switch!reader, established relationship.

꧁ warnings- making out, handjob, pet names, affection, jungwon is shy<3, reader is needy for him and he is the same for her!!!, lmk what else

꧁ a/n- i loved writing this because jungwon is my bias in enhypen!!!! so when i saw this request you know i was excited to write for him.. lmk what u guys thought please<333

you just woke up from a dream you never wanted to wake up from. your boyfriend was touching you in ways you want more than anything. you woke up with a pooling feeling between your thighs, squeezing them together mindlessly. you sigh grabbing your phone thinking if you should text him or not. your finger lingers overs his contact as you decide to finally text him.

you- wonnie? are you still awake?

wonnie🐱💕- yea of course!! just watching a movie with the guys. what’s up?

you- i had a dream.. i can’t stop think about you. can i come over?

wonnie🐱💕- oh?? was the dream dirty?

you- maybe.. is that okay?

wonnie🐱💕- yea.. more than okay. you can come over btw. sorry i didn’t answer your question.

you- are you thinking about dirty things now wonnie?

wonnie🐱💕- uh maybe. but when are you coming?

you- right now.

you roll out of bed quickly, grabbing your jacket practically running to your car. you make your way to jungwons dorm with butterflies in your stomach. you finally arrive, walking quickly up the stairs.

you knock feeling your butterflies come back. jungwon opens the door with a big smile. “you got here quick.” he pulls you inside with a smile.

“you came at the perfect time. we just finished the movie.” he says as you hug him. “hi guys!” you wave to the three boys on the couch.

“i didn’t know you were coming over.” jake says with a smile. you laugh pulling jungwon to his room. jay and sunoo waving to you as you walk away with your boyfriend. you finally close the door after you two.

“wha-“ you cut him off pulling him to immediately start kissing him. pushing him back on his bed. he kisses you back softly as a little blush creeps against his cheek. you grab his face to make out with him harder.

he lets a small gasp slip so you slide your tongue into his mouth. he moans slightly into the kiss as he feels his cheeks heat up some more. you pull away panting slightly looking down at him with a smile. he looks away from you as his face gets redder.

“why won’t you look at me? you’re too cute.” you say kissing his cheek as you straddle him. he sits up straight still not making eye contact with you.

“i- i haven’t done that before- i don’t know if i was good- or-“ you shake your head. “it was good wonnie. i love kissing you.” you grab his face to look at you as you say the last words to him.

“i-i love kissing you too.” he looks into your eyes now still blushing at your touch. “can i kiss you again?” you ask looking at his lips. he nods quickly. you pull him to kiss you again. his kissing back this time is more needy as you slip your tongue into his mouth.

you start to grind down onto him. he moans at the pleasure but gasps at the new feeling. you grab his face as you grind down harder against him. you feel him get hard under you causing you to pull away from the kiss as you continue to grind against him. he tries to look away from you but you shake your head.

“what’s wrong?” you ask kissing his cheek again. his breathing is fast as he tries to catch it. “u-uh this- is embarrassing- i haven’t-“ he looks in between you guys trying not to moan as your hips move against his still.

“f-feels good.” he whispers to you still grind slowly. he doesn’t look you in the eyes though. he still feels embarrassed to be so close to you. he doesn’t know how you seem so calm. he feels like he’s gonna explode. he feels so warm under your touch.

“can i make you feel even better?” you kiss his neck gently leaving a couple kisses. he looks at you nervously but nods slowly. you get off his lap sitting next to him.

“can i take these off?” you tug at his pants and he just nods. he can’t form any words or look at you without blushing. you take his sweatpants off him leaving him in his boxers.

you palm him through his boxers as you pull him into another kiss. he groans into the kiss slightly. he tries to bite back another groan when you slide his dick out of his boxers.

“this okay wonnie?” you ask as you wrap your hand around it. he nods with a shudder as you start to move your hand. “y/n- o-oh-“ he throws his head back slightly as you move your hand faster.

“feel good wonnie?” he groans at the question trying to hide his face. he doesn’t want you to see how much he’s enjoying this. “baby use your words.” you kiss his lips again as you start to speed your hand. “mm it’s so g-good.” he still tries to hide his face a little more. you want to see his face though.

“wonnie- don’t hide i want to see you.” you kiss his neck as you focus on his pleasure. he finally gives up on hiding himself. his moans are turning more desperate as you speed your hand up.

“i-i think- shit im gonna cum.” he gets redder when the words leave his mouth. you just smirk to yourself as you pull his shirt off over his head. “cum for me wonnie.” you whisper into his ear as you plant a kiss against it. “a-ah fuck-“

his hips buck a little into your hand as white ropes paint your hand and his chest. you milk him through his orgasm as he moans your name. his cum everywhere as he catches his breath.

“you came so much wonnie- was it good?” you kiss his lips after you question him. he nods blushing again as he can’t look at you. “look at me wonnie.” he blushes a little making full eye contact with you.

“you did so good for me.” you smile kissing his lips again as you get something to wipe him off. “t-thank you.” he smiles slightly as you clean him off.

“can i stay over tonight wonnie?” you ask as you see him start to dress himself again. “of course- i would love you too.” he gains a bit of his confidence back no longer feeling as embarrassed. you smile pulling him into a kiss seeing his face heat up again.

“you’re so cute when you’re nervous.” you squeeze his cheeks making him laugh a little. “stoppp-“ he blushes as he pushes you away playfully.

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seresinhangmanjake · 8 months

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Can't Let You Go

Jake "Hangman" Seresin x reader

Summary: When you and Jake broke up, it hurt both of you more than you could handle. Now, after three months of barely seeing or speaking to one another, Jake walks in on the surprise of seeing you in a wedding dress, and it brings past memories and ruined dreams to the surface.

Notes/Warnings: it's a fluffy ending (despite how the summary makes it sound). maybe a bit angsty . There might be cursing. Jake smokes a cigarette. Bradley and Nat are together for this, but there's not much focus on it (sorry to those who find that unappealing).

Words: 1800

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What’s the worst that could happen?

That one question was how your bride-to-be best friend got you to squeeze yourself into a wedding dress. You’d protested, heavily, but the last thing you wanted was to snuff out her excitement. So you appeased her with a nod and a false smile and shuffled into a dressing room to do as she'd begged.

What compelled you to select a gown you actually liked was beyond you. You hadn’t wanted to try one on, too afraid of the emotional toll that had the possibility of rearing its ugly head, and yet you didn’t just grab the closest dress off of the nearest rack. You roamed the store until you discovered the one that made your heart skip a beat. A dress that caused your breath to catch as you imagined yourself walking down an aisle, to him.

As you looked yourself up and down, you felt the tears sprouting for the dream that never came to fruition. You couldn’t tear your eyes away until Nat shouted, “You have to come out. That's kind of the whole point, Hon.” So you did, stepping up onto the low pedestal.

Her eyes widened, her fingers moving to cover her lips. She stared for a long moment. “Oh my God,” she said with a sweet smile, “You look perfect.”

“Nat,” you sighed, “come on.”

“You do!”

“Thank you, but this is—” Silly, you were going to say. But the jingle of the boutique door's bell interrupted you.

From her seat on the suede couch, Nat’s eyes shot over your shoulder. Her face paled. A muttered ‘Fuck’ met your ears in the voice of her fiance.

With your brow pinched in confusion, you turned, the dress swishing at your feet with your sharp twist.

Two pairs of eyes were glued to you. One set—a rich, dark brown—was alight with shock; the other—mossy green and all too familiar—was filled to the brink with pain.

“Jake…” you tried, but he was out the door.

You found your hand reaching out the slightest in the direction he'd gone. As if you could graze your fingers over the fabric of his shirt and tighten it within your palm to pull him back to you.

After absorbing the moment, you hurriedly stepped off the pedestal and rushed into the changing room to strip yourself of the dress.

“You didn’t tell me she was coming to your fitting,” you heard Bradley attempt to whisper.

“Well, you didn’t tell me you were bringing Jake along to pick me up,” Nat countered. You could practically see the irritation on her face, her arms crossed in defense and foot tapping loudly against the tile.

“He didn’t want to be alone. Today marks three months since they—”

Nat shushed him as you pulled back the curtain, reclothed in your jeans and t-shirt. “Hon,” she started, taking a step toward you, “I’m so sorry. I had no idea he was coming.”

“I know. It’s ok,” you assured her before flicking your eyes to Bradley. “Which way did he go?”

“Right,” he didn’t hesitate to say, and you nodded.

“Thank you.”

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The boutique stood alone on the street, nothing flanking it and thankfully making it evident with one quick glance that Jake, had he attempted to make a run for it, wouldn’t be able to get far. You didn’t see him, so there was only one other option.

When you rounded the building, you found him leaning against the brick wall, his head tilted slightly upward, his eyes closed, as he blew out a breath of smoke. The cigarette trapped between his fingers wiggled from his shaking hand.

Sensing your presence, like he’d always managed to do, he said, “Please tell me you didn’t get engaged three months after we broke up.”

You walked up to his side and copied his stance. “Of course not.” When he didn’t follow up with more, you continued. “I thought you quit.”

Jake finally opened his eyes to glance down at the cigarette. “I quit for you,” he said before taking another drag.

You felt your heart squeeze in your chest.

You’d always worried about him, long before you even got together. His job, his emotions, his habits. His job you couldn’t change, but his emotions and the habits that came with them, you could help. You’d been there for him, and he for you. Yet, it didn't occur to you that he would find himself revisiting past obstacles without you by his side. It should’ve. You should’ve pushed through any discomfort or awkwardness between you to be there for him. You should have been better.

“Jake…”

He released another stream of smoke, the quiet act somehow effectively cutting you off. “I’m not back on ‘em. Just one here or there…” he flicked his index finger to knock off the ashes, “to calm me down.”

Beats passed. How many, you couldn’t say. All you knew was that not so much silence had filled the bubble around the two of you since you were left spent and hurt after the blow up of ending your relationship. Though, in truth, you hadn’t been near each other enough in the past few months for the possibility of that situation to present itself.

“I didn’t expect to see you,” he suddenly said, “and the dress kind of…threw me.”

“Nat made me.”

With a snort, he said, “Figures.”

More agonizing silence dragged painful memories to the surface. The tears, the shouts, the pleading and apologies from the day that continued to haunt you.

“Jake.”

He hummed.

“I think we need to find a way to exist in the same space. It’s too difficult to try to work around one another when it comes to our friends and the places we frequent in town. I understand that you don’t want to be with me, but—”

“Me?” he snapped, head whipping in your direction. The blaze in his eyes seared the shock in yours, yet his tone maintained a calmness that, when accompanying his words, felt more eerie than anything. “I don’t want to be with you? You’re the one who ended us. You told me you were leaving, and then you didn’t even go.”

Your head fell and you began to pick at your fingernail. “Would you have preferred I left?”

“I would’ve preferred if you stayed my girlfriend.”

Looking up, you asked, “What changed your mind?”

A flash zipped across the green of his irises. “What are you talking about?”

“A week after we broke up, I chose not to go,” you said. “I wanted to be with you more than I wanted that job. I went to your house to tell you, but you weren’t there, so I went to the bar.” A hard swallow at another memory failed to relieve the aching lump in your throat. “I found you kissing some woman and I realized you’d already moved on.”

Jake took careful breaths—one too many for your liking—before letting out a soft chuckle. It held no humor. He shook his head.

"I didn't move on."

"Jake, I saw you."

"She kissed me," he said. "I told her it wasn't going to happen, then went home and drank myself stupid trying not to think of you." His eyes tore away from yours to stare ahead. And with a pinched brow, he shook his head once again as he tossed the remaining nub of the cigarette into a nearby trash can. "I did not succeed, I should add. So, no, I didn't move on. I can't even imagine trying."

You were overwhelmed with an array of emotions, each of them warring, mixing chaotically. Waves of relief crashed into the shame lingering from the day you fought. They churned with the pain you'd yet to let go of after seeing someone else kissing the man you love. There was a tick of embarrassment from the, now very clear, misunderstanding between you. But it was the cautious joy that overpowered it all.

"You still love me?" You said softly.

A low laugh rumbled in his chest.

"That's funny?"

"No, baby, I just—" he paused then brushed his fingers through his hair. "I don't know. I never thought I'd have to answer a question like that."

Your lips parted, ready to ask why such a simple question from you was practically stumping him, but he was one step ahead.

"I was always trying to prove how much I love you. Every single day I made sure of it. And I'd hoped I showed it well enough that you'd never need to ask," he said. A light shrug of his shoulders—barely noticeable, yet far from nonchalant—followed. "But here we are."

Without a thought to stop yourself, you reached up to cup his cheek, drawing his eyes back to yours.

"Jake, I didn't question it. I knew you loved me," you swore. "But I ruined things, and feelings can change."

As if understanding your immediate uncertainty that bloomed from your sudden touch, Jake wrapped his fingers around your wrist before you could dare to withdraw it back to your side.

"Not mine," he said. Then quieter: "Never mine."

The fresh rawness of his stare, of his tense brow, and softly parted lips, broke your heart. He looked ready to fall to his knees and weep at your feet. He looked how you had felt for months. Like standing, breathing, putting one foot in front of the other, was not easily done. Since you’d left him, nothing had been natural. Nothing came easy. Living life was a chore. And seeing Jake release it all in front of you with his desperation and devastation clear as day, allowed you to do the same.

Your palm fell to his chest. Jake brushed an escaped tear from the corner of your mouth, then rested his forehead against yours.

"It's ok," he whispered. "It's gonna be ok."

"I still love you," you said between sniffles.

With a heavy exhale, his whole body eased out of its rigidity. "I love you, too."

"Would…” you started but paused, unsure if your question would be your final strike. But you couldn’t stop the pounding in your heart, nor deny the need you had for Jake. So, despite the shake in your voice, you pressed on. “Would you take me back?"

Your eyes were closed, but you could sense his smile. Then he said:

"Baby, I never let you go."

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ereardon · 3 months

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Before I Knew [Jake Seresin x Reader] Chapter Four

A Jake Seresin unexpected pregnancy fic

Overview: On your first night after moving to San Diego to spend more time with your brother Bob, you unknowingly have a one night stand with his teammate Jake Seresin. For the first time in his whole life, Bob has a closely knit friend group and you’re desperate not to rock the boat. But an unexpected and unplanned pregnancy upends your world, forcing you and Jake closer together, against Bob’s wishes. What will happen when you find yourself actually falling for the father of your unborn child?

Pairing: Jake Seresin x Reader; Bob Floyd x Sister!Reader

Warnings: Pregnancy, cursing, eventual smut, alcohol, gyno visit

Chapter summary: Bob finds out the pregnancy; Y/N gives Jake and Bob an ultimatum

Masterlist here; previous chapter here

The Barbie movie said it right. It was always baby dolls.

You were one of the girls who religiously carried around a baby doll. Buckled it into the seat next to you on car rides. Made sure to change its faux diaper. Prepared empty bottles of “formula” for feedings. So you had been sure you wanted to be a parent.

But when reality hit you like a ton of bricks, the fear overrode that sense of longing.

What if you weren’t enough to be a mom?

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Bob didn’t come home that night. So he didn’t hear you crying on the floor of the shower after Jake ran out. By the time he arrived back at the house in the late morning, hair ruffled and nowhere near his normal slicked back military neatness, you had pulled yourself together. Or at least, as together as was possible.

“Hi Ducky,” he said, slipping through the front door, hanging his jacket on the hanger to his left. “How was your night?”

You shrugged. “Fine. Went to bed early.”

Bob paused. Then, “Did Jake stop by? I think I remember him saying he would.”

“Yeah, he did.”

“And?” There was an inflection of expectation in his voice. Leading.

“He stopped by, saw I was alive, and left. That was it.”

Bob frowned. “He just left?”

“Ran away, to be specific.”

“Don’t think I’ve ever seen Hangman run.” Bob cocked an eyebrow. “You must have scared him.”

“You have no idea.”

***

Every time Bob went out with the team you made an excuse to stay home. You had a headache. There was a new episode of The Bachelor on. You wanted to spend some time filling out job applications.

Each time, Bob would hesitate. You saw the wheels turning in his head. Part of him wanted to stay, keep you company, make sure you were alright. The other part of him was desperate to be part of the group. To see his friends. You wanted that part of him to win.

You took Bob’s truck to the doctor. She squeezed jelly onto an ultrasound wand and you held your breath as the machine beeped to life. “There,” she said, pointing to a tiny fleck in an otherwise empty uterus. “That is your baby.”

You let out a sigh. Not one of relief. Nor one of fear. Just a sigh. A part of you had been waiting to see it to know that it was real. Five positive pregnancy tests felt like unconfirmed trash until you could see it with your own two eyes.

“The baby is measuring at eight weeks,” the doctor said. “Have you started on prenatals?”

You looked down toward the end of the exam table. “I’m not sure if I’m having the baby.”

“Oh.” Silence filled the room. She rolled back on her stool. “Well, let’s discuss your options.”

***

When you were five, you had a tiny stuffed penguin that your mom bought you at the grocery store near the flower section. The penguin went everywhere with you: to kindergarten in your backpack, to the park, it got buckled into the car seat next to you, it sat on its own chair at the dinner table.

And then one day, it was gone. You were inconsolable. Your mother, trying her hardest to put her foot down, said that you lost too many toys so she wouldn’t buy a replacement. You spent three days crying into your pillow at night, inconsolable about the penguin.

On the fourth day, you were lying down to go to bed when the door to your room squeaked open. Light poured in, Bob pushing up his large glasses on his slim nose. “Ducky?” he whispered.

You sat up, wiping at the tears on your cheeks. “What?”

“Surprise.” He pulled an identical stuffed penguin out from behind his back. Your eyes went wide, a smile plastered over your face. You held out your hands and Bob stepped forward, placing the stuffed penguin into your arms. You held it tightly, vowing to never let it go.

“Thank you,” you whispered.

Bob smiled. “You’re welcome.”

You fell asleep cradling the penguin. In the morning, your mom asked where you found it.

Bob shrugged. “Must have been under her bed.”

Your mother looked at the two of you. You were oblivious, happily eating your cereal. Bob was quiet, reserved. But when Friday rolled around and she offered to take him to the comic book store that he had been begging to go to, he declined. “Why?” she asked.

“I can’t afford a new comic.”

“You had ten dollars not two days ago,” your mother countered. “What did you do with all of that allowance?”

Bob looked over at you, playing in the corner. “She was sad.”

Your mother’s eyes softened. She pulled Bob into a hug. “You’re a good brother,” she said softly. “Come on, I’ll buy you two comic books.”

***

You had hid the evidence well enough. All of the pregnancy tests were in the trash wrapped in toilet paper. The clinic didn’t have Bob’s address listed in their file.

It was the fish tacos that did it.

Bob had stopped by a food truck on his way home from North Island, and your stomach growled as you tore into the white paper container of tacos, snapping them up greedily. But intense hunger was followed by a wave of unmistakable nausea and in a second you were out of your chair, running to the kitchen sink, throwing up the remains of the tacos with a loud gag. Bob came running into the kitchen, eyes wide. “Y/N?” he asked softly. “Are you alright?”

You ran the water, rinsing out your mouth, pushing everything down the disposal before straightening up and wiping at your lips with a paper towel. “Yeah, sorry. Think I got a bad batch of tilapia.”

He frowned. “Food poisoning doesn’t usually come on that fast. Are you feeling alright?”

“Yeah I’m fine. Maybe I’ll just finish dinner later.”

“OK, sure.”

“I’m going to go lay down.”

The nausea passed, as it usually did. By the time the sun was setting, you felt fine enough to wander into the kitchen, head stuck inside the fridge, frowning at the different layers of scents emanating. Bob’s voice startled you. “Something’s wrong.”

You jumped before shutting the fridge, hand on your heart. “Bobby, you scared the shit out of me!”

“No secrets, Y/N,” he said. “We’ve always been honest with each other. Since we were kids. You and me, against the world. You can tell me anything.”

“I’m scared,” you murmured.

“What is it?” In the moonlight streaming diagonally through the windows, he looked worried. Bob worried was a sight you knew well. He wore an air of concern in most situations. Since he was a child he had been nervous, worried, cautious. An old man in a young boy’s body. You loved him for that.

“I’m pregnant,” you whispered. The truth felt like releasing every gas bubble in your stomach all at once. You felt weightless.

And then gravity hit, and practically splattered you to the ground. Bob’s voice was no longer shaky. It was lower. Practically a growl. But perfectly crisp and decisive. “Whose is it?”

You should have known that was his next question. You should have been prepared. But instead, you said, “Jake’s.”

All of the air was sucked up by Bob in that instant. As if he were heaving it all in, preparing to breathe fire. You watched embers burn in his eyes. “I’m going to kill him.”

“It’s not his fault.”

“Then whose fault is it?” he roared and you staggered back, afraid of him for perhaps the first time in your life. “Fucking Christ, Y/N. You’ve really done it this time. Everything else, I could have handled for you. No job? I’ll help you find a job. No money? You can live with me. You need someone to proofread an essay? I’m happy to. But this?” He tossed his arms into the air. “What the fuck are you going to do?”

“Be a mom,” you whispered.

“You’re not prepared to be a parent,” he spat and you felt a flood of tears rush to your eyes. “You’re still a child.”

“No I'm not!” you countered. “So stop treating me like one.”

“Then stop acting like one!” Bob yelled and the sound reverberated along the empty walls. “You’re not ready for this,” Bob said, his voice lower now but still as fierce and hard.

“It doesn’t matter if I’m ready or not,” you whispered. “I have to be. That’s the end of the story.”

“You’re going to ruin this child’s life,” Bob said. His words cut. Never in twenty-three years had Bob said or done anything as painful as those words felt.

You let the tears fall from where they had started to well up on your eyelid. “No, Bobby, I’m not,” you whispered. “And if that’s what you think, then maybe I really am on my own.”

You were out the door before you realized you didn’t have a car of your own. You had no one to call.

Just one address that was seared in your memory.

By the time your Uber pulled up to Jake’s house, the rain had turned from a drizzle into practically a hurricane. You scampered out of the backseat and down the driveway, taking shelter under the porch as you hesitated before ringing the bell, lips practically blue from the cold.

Jake tugged open the door wearing a pair of gray sweatpants and no shirt. His green eyes widened as he took you in: drenched to the bone in a pair of pajamas, eyes ringed red from crying, no purse or bag, just a pair of flip flops on your feet.

“Y/N,” he murmured. “What—”

“I told Bob.” Your voice cracked.

Jake gulped. “Come inside.”

He held open the door. You were as sober as they came this time. Last time everything had been a blur: your legs pressed against the back of the door as Jake’s lips suctioned onto your neck. Your bra flung on the couch, Jake’s jeans pooled in a puddle in the hallway. This time, you stood shivering in the foyer as Jake’s eyes roamed over you. Finally, after a moment, you said, “I’m freezing.”

“Oh, shit.” That sparked a mission for him. “Here.” Jake gestured down the hall toward the bedroom. You stepped inside, trailing water along the hardwood floor. In the bathroom, he leaned in, turning on the shower, feeling the temperature with an upturned palm. “I’ll leave some clothes on the bed,” he said. “There’s, uh, towels in the closet.”

“Thanks.”

Jake hesitated for a moment. Finally, he turned to go and you heard the door to the bedroom shut softly. The clothes Jake left on the bed were a pair of women’s pajama pants and an obvious men’s sweatshirt. You pulled them both on and wandered out into the hallway. Jake was pacing up and down the living room, bare feet slapping against the wood. He had pulled on a t-shirt that was tight across his chest. When you entered the room he looked up, startled. “Hey.”

“Hi.” You looked around. “Can I sit there?”

“Yeah, of course.” Jake couldn’t sit still. You perched on the edge of the couch and watched as he crossed the room incessantly, shaking his head, the thoughts rolling around in his brain.

“Seresin,” you snapped and he looked over. “Sit down, you’re making me nauseous.”

“Fuck,” he whispered, sitting on the ottoman, one leg tapping. He looked up. “Are you OK?”

You shook your head. “I don’t know.” “But, um, the baby?”

“The baby is fine,” you replied quietly. “It’s me that’s not doing so great.”

“Is it Bob?”

Tears welled in your eyes. Jake’s face went ashen. You realized that Jake may have been just as scared of Bob’s reaction as you were. “He still thinks of me as a child.”

Jake sighed, running his fingers through his hair. “He’s just being a brother,” he said quietly. “I understand.”

“He’s going to murder you,” you said, only half joking.

“Not the first time Floyd has hated me,” Jake replied. “And it won’t be the last.”

“What’s the beef between the two of you?”

“It doesn’t matter.”

“Yes, it does.” You stood up. Now you were the one pacing, the legs of the borrowed pajama bottoms dragging around the floor. “He’s going to be the uncle of this child.” You paused. “And you’re the father. I need the two of you to get along.”

“I need a second to digest this all,” Jake whispered.

“It’s been two weeks. I think your decision is pretty clear,” you replied. Jake opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came out. You glanced at him, eyes dry from all the crying. “Can I stay here tonight?”

“Yeah, of course,” he said, standing up. “You can take my bed, I’ll stay out here.”

“Thanks.” You paused in the doorway. “Goodnight, Jake.”

“Goodnight, Y/N,” Jake said softly.

***

A pounding noise woke you from an uncomfortable sleep. You sat up in terror, sheets tangled up at your ankles as the pounding continued.

Then, “Hangman!” Bob’s voice was clear as day.

You staggered out of bed, throwing open the door from the bedroom just as Jake opened the front door and Bob stepped in, reaching for Jake’s shirt near his chest. You gasped and his eyes flitted over Jake’s shoulder, widening when he spotted you wearing Jake’s oversized sweatshirt.

“Keep your fucking hands off my sister,” Bob growled, his fist balled up in Jake’s collar as he stepped forward until the two men were nose to nose.

“Let go of him!” you cried and your voice rang out, thin, in the large living room. Bob’s grip on Jake remained. “Bobby! Please.”

His gaze turned to you, threatening to liquify your entire body with its intensity. “Go to the bedroom, Y/N. This is between me and Jake.”

“Except it isn’t,” you said. “I’m not going to pretend to know what the fuck is going on between you two, but it ends here. You’re either both in or you’re out.”

Bob’s hand dropped from Jake. “What do you mean out?”

“Out,” you repeated, tears springing to your eyes. “Out of my life.”

“Ducky.”

“Don’t Ducky me. This isn’t a game and I’m not a child. If anyone is being childish here, Bob, it’s you. Fighting to prove a point? What is punching Jake going to solve? It’s not going to undo the fact that we slept together.”

Bob’s fists tightened at his sides. “Don’t remind me.”

“I can do this without you,” you said quietly. “I don’t know how, all I know is that I can because I have to.” You turned to Jake. “I can do it without both of you. I just want to know – are you in or are you out?”

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The chore. Part 4. (Sully family x reader)

This is part 4 and the final part but read till the VERY END when I announce a surprise! 😊💓

I was dreading waking up in the morning. Last night Tyseria had decided it’d be best we made a small fort to sleep in together before we have to constantly be out for training more than usual. I woke up with Aonung’s arms wrapped around me “Timeeeeee to wake up Y/n! Moms keeping us busy and close to her today so wake up!!” I rubbed my eyes, trying to get up suddenly focusing on the other voice beside me trying to pry Aonung to get off. “you should really let go brother you might cut off her circulation! We have to train the Sully’s” I look back confused. them? Train the sull- “Tyseria leave us be! I don’t want to train those idiots. Tuk please leave your sister and tell mom she’ll come back in a couple of hours.” Tuk and Tyseria both look up offended and give a ‘Are you serious?!’ look to both their siblings.

“Fineee, I guess our breathing training can wait till another dayyy…” I yank Aonung’s hand off “Ok you got me up let’s go you evil child.” Laughs erupts from the two sisters that bothered their siblings to wake up. Now it’s Aonung’s turn for an offended look. “I- your leaving?!” I turn back “yes! Tuk needs to train and she’s doing it AS SHE PROMISED!” I turn to Tuk expectedly “I guess so…”

That’s how it continued for the next few days wake up and stay close by father or mother. Not to say that we didn’t mind but we knew that we were all dying to return home and praying our schedules can go back to normal. As for the sully family…

There had been no mention of Y/n or Tuk from Tyseria and Aonung. They kept majority of their family life private besides when they stated the obvious. It wasn’t until Loak, Kiri and Neteyam were walking towards the Mauri that their laughing stopped once they heard their parents in the home going back in forth while Jake brushes off Neytiri suspicions on seeing the girls running around the village as her mind playing a cruel joke on her. “Neytiri it’s not real. They are gone.” Neytiri pushes Jake aside “You are stupid. I saw MY children. You must’ve not noticed them AGAIN.” When the two girls left the family after y/n gave them a reality check, Neytiri never let Jake forget it and she only ever drowned in her regrets at failing to notice how they pushed their own daughter away. “That is not fair. You know that’s not fair. We looked everywhere for them. I sent out troops for them.” Neytiri turns back to her husband…

*Flashback*

Jake’s eyes follow Neytiri as she frantically rushes home to find her daughters, after hearing Tuk ran for Y/n when she left after the argument. Jake sluggishly walking behind frustrated at the idea of facing his daughter again knowing that it wouldn’t be long until he had enough and would blow up on her once again for putting stress on HIS family. (as if y/n was the intruder bothering his family, not his daughter)His sluggish walking stopped and changed to a sprinting pace as he wears his wife’s screams. He ran into an empty room with nothing but beautiful flower bracelets, each laying on his other three kids hammocks. Some type of parting away gift with a familiar bead hanging on each end of the bracelets. Y/n’s signature bead. The one Tuk would always show off and say “her beading is so pretty isn’t it dad-“ suddenly he couldn’t hear the little girls sentence in his memory because he had immediately cut her off and said that y/n shouldn’t be beading, instead training to be better and not halfass on the war grounds. “WHERE ARE THEY. WHERE ARE MY KIDS. JAKE WHAT IS THIS?!” Neytiri screams with her heart aching of regret. “Find them. FIX THIS. Bring my children back home.” Looking at her husband with the upmost disgust. Neytiri then turns her back to her husband. For the first time.” *

…“Well then you didn’t look hard enough. My children are here. And I’m going to fight for answers with or without you.” Both parents rushed out the Mauri, Jake trying to stop Neytiri from doing anything out of line while their children frantically followed behind from a safe distance. ‘Could it be? Could their missing sisters really be here?’

Neytiri rushes around the village everywhere in search for the two leaders of the clan hoping to find her theory true. That her children are here and that they’d now return home. “Mom! Dad! Look at the seashell necklace I made for the baby! Y/n is going to teach me how to make a quilt for the baby next!” The two adults back up watching from a far in shock as they witness Tonowari pick up their child and spin her in the air as she giggled. They hear each others hearts shatter hearing Tuk call someone else, some they didn’t even know well enough mom and dad. To make matters worse they then heard a laugh coming from a far, a laugh they didn’t even recognize…

“Tuk! It was supposed to be a surprise for Mom!” Y/n walks hand in hand with Aonung as a Tyseria follows next to the couple with a flower crown in her hand that Y/n taught her to make. Tuk sticks her tongue out showing a silly face to her two sisters, walking towards them.

Neytiri couldn’t stand this anymore she rushed out of hiding. “Y/n? Tuk? My children.” She rushed to hug the two kids that were once her’s, something she didn’t understand. Everyone in the circle saw it, saw something switch in Y/n, there was something cold behind her eyes. As quickly as Neytiri came in is as quickly as Y/n picked up Tuk and stepped back putting the women at a stop. “We’ve found you! You’ve grown so much, and you seem so strong my children. It’s ok we will retu-“ it wasn’t until Neytiri’s sentence came at a halt with a hiss. “MY children will NOT return to you. They are no longer “your children” they were never yours.” Jake comes into view in disbelief looking at the older daughter that fled the forest, putting herself in between the two woman as she holds Tuk in her arms with her head held up high, hissing at Neytiri telling her to back off. There was still three kids that follow carefully behind hidden in the shadows still, share the same look as Tyseria and Aonung witness the situation.

“I am Y/n, daughter of Tonowari and Ronal. I found my own home. I am not leaving. I hear you. You just don’t understand how it is now.” Jake couldn’t stand by and listen any longer he was just growing more frustrated but he knew he must try to remain as calm as possible to the damaged girl, that’s all he ever viewed her as

Broken.

Reckless.

Idiotic.

Too foolish to ever hold her own.

His voice speaks from behind “We understand you. Y/n don’t do that. We paid our dues with the pain of not waking up to you and Tuk everyday. We took care of you when you were babies. You can come with us but you aren’t allowing yourself too. Listen to me. You don’t have to hide anymore not you, not Tuk. Don’t you want that for yourselves? For her?” I look at the man in front of me, I try making it clear nicely but any longer and he might just push me over the edge. “Jake, this idea of yours-“

Jake looks confused at the sound of his daughter not even referring to him as dad, even when she was most upset, even during their last argument it was never ‘Jake’. He quickly states “this idea of mine is what kept you close for a long time.” I shake my head urging him to listen before my patience was up. “Jake, it takes more than words, you can’t just talk me into coming back to your family. you think I didn’t want a life the way I do now, from the beginning? From the moment I was able to walk that’s all I ever wanted. I prayed to Eywa that you would come to your realizations before our time was up but that’s just not how it worked.” Neytiri stared at the girl with tears in her eyes begging Eywa to stop any more words coming out that could hurt Neytiri even more. “Please my child, I’m sorry I didn’t realize sooner , I’m so sorry you had to do it on your own . Come home.” Y/n gave another blank stare “Can’t you hear me ? I’m not coming to your home.” That was it, everything Jake heard felt like nonsense to his ears, his silent frustration built up for his own daughter came back.

“You and Tuk were gone. You vanished. We missed out on important parts of your life. And your telling me you aren’t coming home? You ran away and took Tuk with you. You think because you were a little girl that you could just pull yourselves out and no one will care. That because your “sorry” Our lost time with you both will all magically come back? That’s not how it works.” Tonowari and Ronal decided that weren’t going to no longer hold back “That’s enough! You will not speak to My child that way-“ Hearing Jake say what he just said alerted the coldness that Y/n tried to put aside come back. He still hadn’t changed. “You have no right. You never raised me. You don’t get to take over now and show up again to pull us out of the family we surrounded ourselves with. Real. Family. So shut up Jake. This isn’t about our lost time. I could give zero shits anymore. I would’ve still been lost in a transit, in the same old routine because YOU. refused to pick up any pieces of what YOU broke. This is about what I did. And you know what Jake? I did a great fucking job. Tuk learned everything from me. You barley spent as much time with her compared to me even before I left and that’s sad. She’s at the top of everything for her age group here. She learned survival, and the ways of water at a young age, at a quicker rate than you ever will. And you know what WE did it all no thanks to you because you. weren’t. here.” The wave of anger sent reminders to him that she was going to send him back to the major argument they had. “I- I’m here now.” His voice breaks now as hold his wife in his arms. “You don’t even know who we are?!”

Neytiri then yells out a broken scream “We’re your parents!” And to this I brush their words away “Well now they (looking at Tonowari and Ronal) took the EMPTY spot you were supposed to be so yk what? Your right you were my mother, but the most you ever did for me was birth me. But they are a here now. So your worries that you suddenly have for me and my feelings starting from the night YOUR husband left me to die, they’re done. You don’t need to worry anymore. We are not yours to bare.”

Neytiri drops down and cries like Y/n and Tuk weren’t even on Pandora anymore, like they passed through Eywa. I looked up at Jake and decided to say my last words. “You made a mess and you weren’t even there to pick it up. So remember when I say this. I was always just the chore to you and you were too bored to pick it up. But I will do you and I one last favor. You will never speak or look at me again. You will find moonlight nights strangely empty because when you call my name, there will be no answer, not even a look. You are allowed to stay on this island and you better be grateful because without me, you are nothing. Nothing but a man who’s afraid to accept the truth, still always holding frustration. But don’t think I’m doing it for you. I’m saving your kids from being lost, something I wish I had guidance for.” With that, the family walked away from the couple and continued their home until…

The three siblings (Loak, neteyam and kiri) come into view as well crying tears and rushing to hug Y/n “h-how? We’re so sorry” For them, it meant everything that Y/n accepted their hug. In y/n’s mind she couldn’t hold a grudge, she loved her siblings regardless of their subconscious pushing. They were just kids as well, how could they have seen it? “I could never be seriously mad at you guys, we were just kids.” their quietness came to an end a few moments later with Tuk “ok guys…I can’t breathe your holding us too tight!” We all laughed.

Finally the small part of Y/n’s heart was healed. She didn’t hold anything back. She was at peace before yes, but now the cold side of her, the side that always lingered around said what needed to be said, she didn’t need to worry anymore. That’s when Tonowari and Ronal saw what they finally been waiting for, their daughter healed fully they viewed her as

Strong.

Graceful.

Kind.

Smart.

Y/n was so happy, she had Tuk still, she remained with her family and healed any pent up anger she had. “Ok sunshine! Where to next ? I say we go eat!” Tuk rushes out of y/n’s arms “THEN LETS GOOOOO COME ON GUYS LETS GO HOME!” Y/n grabs Aonung’s hand while he smiled at the girl “uh…I thinkkk you guys didn’t hear her? LETS GO! I’LL RACE YOU ALL!” That’s when everyone ran (only the teens and Tuk) Tonowari and Ronal smiled at the girl who faced everything she was dealt with and no longer sitting in silent frustration. She was finally able to say her older habit and mean it- Y/n tripped when running to the finish line and everyone came at a stop “ITS OK! I’M FINE! I MADE IT AND THAT MEANS I FINALLY WIN!” Laughter and happiness surrounds the room while Y/n run in hand and hand with Tuk ready to walk into their home.

I really hope you loved this series as much as I loved writing it. :) This is the final part however….I will be doing a mini series to add onto this! To show more of how growing up was for Y/n that way you can see more of her dark past and the troubles she went through. 💓 thank you for all the love and support on this series this literally means so much 🥲💕

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Fight Me For His Health (Avatar: The Way Of Water)

This is the only picture I could find, for some reason, of both of them hurt. Please, though, imagine them as their real selves, not human like in the picture, okay?

The second photo is the room mentioned with Lo'ak.

Prompt: Let's pretend that on the SeaDragon, which is the tulkun hunting ship, Neteyam does get shot, but let's say he survives (because, as always, in my stories, he lives). Lo'ak, who was being...erm, tortured (A/N: Because your author wants as much angst as possible) freaks out and basically annihilates the soldiers for hurting his brother, his protector.

This gets bloody. And violent, like, really quickly, so please be warned.

I believe I wrote a scene/one shot where Neteyam lost control and like...tore someone's throat out. Now, we're going to see Lo'ak's way of doing it, which is almost the same but...well, just read. GORE WARNING!

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Third Person POV

Neteyam knew his siblings and Tsireya were in trouble. He felt it, the same way Neytiri had once known without being there that Kiri had broken her arm when she was ten from falling out of a tree and had run to get her. He knew it the same way he knew Lo'ak would run to warn Payakan about the charges. He knew it the same time that his siblings and Tsireya didn't return home, and he had to go get them.

He knew it, deep in his bones, and he was going to fix it.

Lo'ak's Perspective

The ship, called the SeaDragon, was a tulkun hunting ship commandeered by Miles Quaritch, Spider's real dad and Jake's enemy since the Pandoran War fifteen years ago. Tsireya and Tuk were tied with restraints slapped to the bars. Tuk growled, tugging uselessly at them, but it was no use.

Quaritch stopped his Recom solider as the girl with tattoos over her blue skin went to tie Lo'ak up. "Put him in the Room." He snarled, his gold eyes filled with hate. Lo'ak glared right back as he was marched away to a white room with only a table in it. Lo'ak turned, trying to suddenly attack, and was backhanded so hard he fell to the floor, groaning in pain, glaring. The Recom woman just snickered, shutting the door and disappearing.

Warning: Trigger For Torture!

He sat in there for ten minutes, wondering what was happening, what was going to happen, when the door opened again. Quaritch bent, coming in the doorway, and Lo'ak hissed, backing up. Quaritch didn't flinch.

He carefully walked to the table, as close as he dared to get. "Where's your father and mother?" Quaritch asked. "Kä ne kllte, teylupil! Kalweyeveng!" Lo'ak hissed, which was Na'vi for Go to the ground, teylu-face! Son of a bitch! He glared hotly as Quaritch's face twisted. "I don't think you want to test me, kid." He snarled, but Lo'ak wasn't budging. "Kalweyev--" He didn't get to finish before Quaritch hit him, so hard his ears rang, as his head snapped back, slamming against the glass behind him. Lo'ak cried out, knees crumpling, and heard Quaritch snarl, "Where are they?!" "Fuck off!" Lo'ak shouted, in English, and was rewarded with a sharp kick to the ribs, making him yelp. Quaritch yanked him up by the base of his queue, making Lo'ak scream, clawing at his hands, but Quaritch wasn't letting go. "I have no qualms about killin' a bunch of blue rats," Quaritch spits. "Don't make me." He dropped Lo'ak, and Lo'ak coughed, groaning softly.

Neteyam POV

Neteyam was on an ilu, talking to Aonung and Rotxo. "They must've been caught," Rotxo says, his blue eyes wide with fear. "What will they do?" "It doesn't matter!" Aonung snarled, ears flat. "That is my sister, we are going!" he shouted.

Neteyam shared a look with Rotxo. "I am going, for that's my family." Neteyam whispered. Rotxo's eyes hardened like blue gems, and he climbed on his ilu. "Stick together," he said, which was a phrase often used by the Sully kids. Neteyam blinked, surprised that he'd picked it up, but then all three turned, racing for sea.

Back To Lo'ak...

!! Torture warning, tried not to make it too descriptive !!

He was in the room still, but was by no means able to currently rise. That woman, the one with the tattoos, seemed to love hurting him under Quaritch's orders. "Just don't kill him" was all Quaritch had said before leaving, and she hadn't, just beat him to the point he was tired of moving, even to twitch his fingers. She smirked down at him now. "What's wrong, baby?" She giggled. "Too tired?"

His hiss was like a tiny puff of air, not threatening at all. She snorted, kicking him in the face. His head snapped back, but he didn't even have the energy to scream anymore. He could only lay there, bleeding and broken. His breath rattled in his chest, and he found himself thinking of home, of his mom and Dad, no matter how rocky their relationship was. He found himself thinking of baby Tuk, of Kiri in the jungle, asleep as the wood sprites drifted over her. Of Neteyam, telling him not to go down to the battlefield as they scouted, and he wondered where Tsireya was. Is she hurt? Are they hurting her? But he didn't---couldn't---think of that too long, because any thought of her in pain hurt him, too.

The woman's boot landed painfully on his ribs, and this time, he screamed, writhing, as something snapped. "I'm talking to you!" She shouted over his cries. He turned, trying to be fast, and sank his teeth into her ankle. She yelped, her fist landing on his face, three times before she could make him let go, and her hits were not soft. Fresh blood spilled from his nose and lips until he was forced to let her go. In retaliation, she became reckless and just started kicking the shit out of him, and he heard several sickening snaps before Quaritch was shouting at her to stop. "He's no use to me dead, Z!" He yelled. She was breathing hard, eyes flat and dark gold, her ankle gushing blood. "Out." Quaritch growled, and she stormed out, muttering under her breath. Quaritch merely glanced at Lo'ak's broken and bruised body before leaving. Lo'ak wasn't sure how much more he could take.

NETEYAM

Neteyam pushed his ilu as close as it could get to the hull, slipping his queue from the neural queue of his ilu. Aonung and Rotxo did the same. "Follow me, do not make a sound," Neteyam hissed, reaching for the side of the low ship. Aonung and Rotxo climbed after him, all three boys slipping behind huge crates as someone walked by. "Yeah," The voice, a woman, was saying. "Hey, that blue boy?" She laughed, and Neteyam, Aonung, and Rotxo shared a glance. Lo'ak? Rotxo mouthed, and Neteyam nodded.

"What about him?" A male voice asked, slightly deep and raspy. "Well, after I got done with him, he was more red than blue." Cold laughter. Neteyam's brain seemed to short-circuit. He was more red than blue...red is blood...

What has she done to my brother? He snarled in his head.

The two voices faded, two blue smears walking inside, and Neteyam saw them: the girls, Tuk and Tsireya, bawling against the railing, and he was shook. Tuk looked fine, physically, if not a little shaken up, but he was the eldest brother. He noticed a scratch on her face, a bruise on her cheek. If that wasn't enough, Tsireya's cheek was covered in blood from what looked like a knife slash, and she had bruises on her throat, arms, and face.

Aonung saw red.

"Don't!" Rotxo shouted, but it was too late.

With a shriek, Aonung threw himself at the nearest Recom, fingers spasming into claws and grabbing the guy around the throat before he could even squeak. Both toppled to the ground, and surprisingly, no one came running as Aonung slammed the guy's face into the deck, once, twice---crack! Snap!---three times before dropping him. "Nung!" Tsireya cried, tears falling down her cheeks as the three boys rushed over.

"Tuk-Tuk," Neteyam breathed, sawing with his blade at the restraints with his knife. He gulped, "Where's Lo'ak?"

She looked at him, her eyes full of tears, breaking Neteyam's heart. "T-they said the wh-white room..." She bawled. Neteyam glanced at Rotxo. "Can you get her to safety?" He asked sharply. Rotxo nodded. "Come," He told Tuk, who obediently climbed in his arms, and he slung her on his back as Aonung, helping Tsireya, called the ilu. As the creatures appeared, Aonung whispered, "Come back, okay?" He nodded once at Neteyam and helped his sister down, then joined her. Rotxo climbed over the railing carefully, Tuk glancing at Neteyam once more before she was gone.

Neteyam snuck through the ship, ducking behind crates and whatever was available when someone came around. He kept his ears and eyes open, moved as silently as possible, and wasn't caught, luckily. He made it around a bend and saw the white room, through two doorways, which made him curse. He'd have to either risk it and sneak in, or wait until the two Avatars currently in there left. But...he couldn't see Lo'ak. Where is that skxawng? He wondered.

Then, he saw him, and his world stopped, broke, and crashed. Lo'ak was being yanked up by he queue, which made Neteyam wince just watching it, and his face was bloody, bruises coloring his skin like a fucking ink splatter of blood and different shades of black, blue, and purple...and red, of course. His left arm looked broken, and his eyes were slipping shut. "Let's go," A heavily tattooed Na'vi Recom said, and the man dropped Lo'ak. Even out here, Neteyam could hear the thud his body made, and it made him cringe away. The Recoms exited the white room, stalking down the hall, laughing, like they didn't just beat the shit out of a kid with his (pissed, protective) brother watching. The moment they were gone, Neteyam bolted inside...

And nearly fell backwards, shocked, eyes wide. Blood covered the floor in thin streaks, clearly done by Lo'ak, presumably, dragging himself across the floor the way he was now, without even turning, like he was terrified Neteyam was one of the Recoms come to hurt him. "Lo!" He shouted, and Lo'ak went tense, then suddenly limp, and Neteyam heard him crying against the floor.

Neteyam rushed over, hands fluttering, unsure of where the fuck he could touch Lo'ak without hurting him. "They're...coming back," Lo'ak whispered, and glanced up. Neteyam recoiled at the bruises on his baby brother's face. "Just...just go. Quaritch won't let them kill me, not without Dad." "I'm not leaving you!" Neteyam screamed.

A door slammed. "There he is!" He turned, snarling.

Quaritch raised his hands. "Easy, kid. I won't kill you or your brother, alright?" He grinned, but Neteyam wasn't fazed. He stood, muscles tense, and as Quaritch took a step forward, hissed, to the point where Quaritch blinked, stepping back again. "Alright, alright," He said, raising his hands. "I get it, don't come close." He nodded. "I can do that. However, I need him." He smirked. "Your father's here. I made a deal, and he accepted: his sons for his life." No. Neteyam didn't want to believe it. But that was his dad, he'd do anything for his sons. Even die? What about Mom, or Tuk and Kiri and me and Lo'ak? He wondered. "Let us go, then." "Ah, it's...not exactly that easy. But!" He said as Neteyam's ears started flattening. "I can tell you, the moment he steps onboard, you're free." Neteyam paused. He wanted to rip this guy's fucking throat out, and it grew stronger when he glanced at Lo'ak, crumpled, bruised, bloody, and broken, in the corner, eyes foggy. "Don't, Teyam..." He whispered, the energy to speak leaving him. Neteyam glanced back at Quaritch. "Then let us go." Quaritch waved a hand. "I will. Don't fight," He said as four Recoms came in, two grabbing Lo'ak and two restraining Neteyam. He stayed still, knowing it would be worse, at least right now, to fight.

ON THE DECK

Neteyam saw them first: The Olo'eyktan, Tonowari, with his mate, Ronal. Then, his mother, her eyes hard and dark gold. His heart jumped into his throat, seeing Kiri beside her, her hand on her knife. Thankfully, Rotxo, Tuk, Aonung, and Tsireya were not there. "Mama," He heard Lo'ak wheeze, and it broke Neteyam's heart.

"Jake," Quaritch called. "Come on down," He laughed. Neteyam saw his father kiss his mother, saw him kiss Kiri's head, then come in on a skimwing. "NO!" He screamed suddenly, thrashing. "No, Dad, don't---Ah!" He yelped as something slammed into his face, knocking him to the ground. He was yanked up immediately by his queue, making him scream in pain until that was all he could hear. "Stop, stop it!" Jake was suddenly on the deck. Looking at Lo'ak, Neteyam realized, and he was horrified. "What have you done to my son?" Jake breathed, his eyes darkening. "What I had to." Quaritch snarled.

"Dad..." Lo'ak mumbled, his lips swelling from the bruises. The tattooed lady holding him snarled, "Shut up," her (actually pretty) blue face twisted in rage. Lo'ak ignored her. "Dad, I'm sorry--" He yelped, high and piercing, as the woman slammed her pistol into his already busted nose. That was the last straw for Neteyam.

He shrieked, a weird sort of scream that belonged to a demon, and twisted as the man holding him tried to regain a grip. He swung without really looking, hearing a sickening crunch as chaos exploded around the ship. Jake lunged, the other Na'vi came running (or gliding on ilu and whatnot), and the battle begun. He fought his way towards Lo'ak, who was crumpled on the ground, eyes shut. No, no, please, Eywa, don't take him, Neteyam thought, blindly punching someone else. He heard a sudden shriek and turned, seeing his dad with a knife in his shoulder.

Neteyam was tackled before he could open his mouth.

It was the tattooed lady, snarling as her hands wrapped around his throat. Jake was still in a struggle with three others, the other Na'vi distracted and Lo'ak out for the count, so he was on his own. He choked, tail slapping thickly against the metal deck, and scrabbled for his knife sheath, finally unclipping it and yanking out his blade, but she saw that, smacking his hand. Neteyam's knife slid over the deck, rattling against the metal, and was flung over the side of the ship, lost in the sea. His heart ached almost as much as his lungs. His grandmother, Mo'at, had given him the knife, saying she was proud of him. It was like she was gone, now, too.

The woman laughed, her canines flashing in the sun. "After I kill you, baby blue," She mocked. "I'm killing the other." Her gold eyes flicked to Lo'ak, still unmoving, and that. Was. It. He screamed, his hands flying to her face, and dug his nails into her flesh, her cheeks, the only thing he could think of to get her far enough away. She howled in pain, letting go to clasp her cheeks, and Neteyam, moving on survival instinct, lunged, his mouth open, and sank his canines into her throat.

Her blood spurted from her neck, where Neteyam's canines were lodged up to the gums, and he wasn't letting go. She screamed, gurgling, as he pushed her back, teeth still firm, and jerked back, tearing her throat open, blood gushing from her neck all over Neteyam's mouth and chin, down his chest, and dripping to the metal deck like water. She gasped, gurgling wetly, eyes wide, blood staining both her and Neteyam, before she seized and went still. He was breathing hard, blood covering most of his front and his hands, and turned, eyes wild. Kiri, Jake, Neytiri, and Ronal were staring at him, and he wasn't totally sure if they were horrified or not. "Holy, shit," Kiri said. A groan interrupted them, and Lo'ak blinked, coming to. "Lo--" Neteyam froze, about to run over, but...but he was covered in blood. He couldn't see his brother. He backed up, eyes on Lo'ak, who was shaking his head. Kiri, always so understanding, put a hand on his arm, moving past him to Lo'ak. Lo'ak was staring at Neteyam, and Neteyam...he felt, for the first time in his life, like a monster. Like the demon everyone thought his father was. "I'm so sorry," He whispered, his voice loud like a gunshot in the silence. Lo'ak stood with Kiri's help and stumbled over. He kneeled, grasping a dead recom's shirt and ripping it in half before his fingers, five instead of four, touched Neteyam's cheek, soft as a feather, and wiped the blood away, all without a word. Finally, he spoke. "You're my brother, my tsmukan. Don't act like I'm scared of you," Lo'ak snapped, throwing the cloth, now stained red, to the side. "Oel ngati kameie, tsmukan."

"Oel ngati kameie," Neteyam whispered, tears filling his eyes. *******************************************************************

Glossary: Tsmukan = Brother. Oel ngati kameie = I See You.

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callsigns-haze · 6 months

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That Lavender Haze….

THIS IS REPOSTED FROM MY OLD BLOG!

A/n: This is the first post to my new blog so please be nice! I'm going to try to make this into a series so please show this story a bit of love and reblog!

Pairing: Jake 'Hangman' Seresin x Y/n 'Haze' Mitchell

Word count: 2.7k

Summary: Y/N has always got broken by the person she goes back to. Driving up to her wingman's house every time might sound crazy but the both of them are stuck in that haze…

Warning: Smut, heart breaks and a bit of angst

Based of the song: Lavender Haze by Taylor Swift

You ought not have driven here, outside of your wingman's and his best friends apartment. You shouldn't have climbed the four floors and walked right down the gray hallway. You definitely ought not be knocking on their front door, hoping he's home to temporarily put you back together.

This is wrong, you know it is. But this was likely to happen. You always come to Hangman, seeking the love and attention you've been stolen of.

This is a unnatural thing, it's normal for the both of you. To everyone else, the connection you have with Jake seems cruel and one-sided.

That's why when the door swings open and dark brown eyes cut into slits at the sight of you, you drop your eyes and look down at your slick hands.

"What?" Coyote asks, tone cross as he keeps the door cracked. You keep your eyes low and chew on your bottom lip.

"You know why I'm here." Your voice is broken, tears still in your eyes, accompanying the sobs caught in your throat.

"I do." Javy says.

You sigh and take a deep breath.

"I'm not as bad as you seem to think I am, Coyote." You say, staring down at your thumbs hoping he doesn't retaliate with his usual scoff and roll of the eyes.

Instead, he exhales in a huff.

"Why do you do this?" He questions, a hint of pleading in his inquiry.

"I need him…" You whisper, feeling the guilt and selfishness curl around each word.

"But you've got a boyfriend." He tries reasoning with you. "You know he can't date anyone because he waits around for the next time he'll have to take care of you, right? Why not just leave your cunt of a boyfriend and be with Jake?"

You feel the air whisp around you as Javy throws his hands up, frustrated with the situation. His anger can only grow with your response.

"I need him, too. I love him and I can't leave." You explain, every bit ridden with tragic truth. Without seeing Coyotes' face, you can hear the disapproval swimming around in his mind and it adds to the ache in your torso; the edges of the hole widening and stinging as you wrap your arms around yourself, a feeble attempt at keeping yourself whole.

"Please," you whisper, properly holding Javy' cold, cobalt gaze for the first time since he's opened Jake's door, "just let me in. Please."

He stares into your hollowed eyes for a long moment, an exasperated sigh heaving in his chest, but steps aside to let you into Hangman's apartment.

"I know he'll hate me if I refuse you." He says, shaking his head. "He's sleeping on the couch in the living room, I'm leaving." Coyote grabs his keys from the breakfast bar, then he's gone.

You drop your bag and jacket on the floor and head towards the living room, finding a deep sleep Jake sprawled out on his sofa. Just the sight of him reels in the pain of what's happened earlier, but not enough to numb it.

Kneeling down, you push his blonde hairs from his face, scratching his scalp as you go. A contented sigh blows through his nose, causing you to smile at his peaceful state.

"Jake…" You whisper, leaning in to place a kiss on his cheek. He stirs a bit but his eyes stay closed. You press your lips to his and run your nose along his chin.

"Hangman, wake up." You breathe. His eyes flutter as an agitated groan sounds in his throat.

"Fuck off, Coyote," He murmurs, batting you away. "We can finish the movie later, I'm tired."

"I'm not Javy, cowboy." You say, poking his nose so that he opens his eyes fully, smiling wide once he realizes who's woken him.

"Hey, angel," He half yawns, stretching like a massive cat. He sits up, shaking his hair around, then looks at you. Really looks at you.

"What's happened?" He asks as you rise to sit next to him on the sofa, your legs laying across his lap and his hands resting on your thighs.

"It's nothing. I just popped by." Your attempt to sound nonchalant falters, your voice cracking due to the amount of time you spent crying on the way there.

"Nothing? Really, Haze? Have you forgotten how well I know you?" He questions, glancing at the clock on the cable box, then eyeing you suspiciously. "Or maybe the fact that you're "popping by" at half passed midnight?"

"It's fine, Jake. I'll be fine." You mutter.

"Your eyes are red and puffy, your cheeks are tear stained, and your arms are wrapped around your middle like you're trying to hold yourself together." Jake observes, scooping you up and into his lap. He lays his head on your shoulder and places soft kisses on your neck as he rubs your back.

"I don't want to say." You breathe, sniffing as images of your boyfriend intimately touching another woman cloud your memory.

"Shhh, it's okay. You don't have to tell me." He coos, turning your face towards his. He runs an index finger down your jawbone before brushing his lips against yours.

"I'll take care of you." He whispers, running his fingers through your hair. "I'll make you forget."

The warmth of his lips press to yours, surging comfort and safety throughout your body. His hands run over your back and thighs, the hole in your chest already starting to close. Jake pulls back, eyes furrowed and breath jagged.

"Be mine…just for tonight. Just for a few hours." He murmurs, wiping away your tears kissing you softly. You nod your head, melding your lips together as he cradles your body to his chest and lifts you, starting towards his bedroom.

This is where the cycle repeats itself. You get hurt, you run to Jake, Jake makes love to you, you leave him to go back to the one causing the pain. It's a backwards agreement, made years before. Hangman's always been there, always volunteering to pick up the pieces and fill in the cracks.

And you know why.

It's in the way he touches you, the way he stares into your eyes with the utmost sincerity. The way he held you when your first pet died, the way he walked you home everyday after school, even though you didn't go to the same one. The way he cradled your face in both hands when he gave you your first kiss.

And you know it's killing him.

It's in the way his face fell when you told him about your first boyfriend, the way he didn't want to know about your first time. The way he drags his feet every time he walks you to his door, riding out the kiss goodbye with a languid pull of his lips. The way he takes his time with you, savoring every second he gets to spend expertly navigating about your body. No one knows your body like he does, not even the man you love.

Even with this knowledge, you still return to him; eyes puffy, nose sniffling, and in need of a good cuddle. But it's never been just a cuddle. Never been Jake holding his best friend until she cries away the pain.

It's always been Jake making love to the woman he adores, chasing the pain away. It's wrong, and it's morally backwards, but you can't let it go. You need his unrequited love just like he needs to take care of you, it works for you both.

So here you are, sat on Jake's lap as he sits on the edge of his bed, lips smacking together as hips grind. His fingers slip underneath your shirt, caressing the taut skin as he lifts the fabric up and off. You do the same, pressing your lips to his newly exposed collarbone and scratching your nails down his stomach. He moans into your skin, sucking on the heated flesh of your shoulder as he undoes the button and fly of your jeans. He gently slides you off of his lap, standing to remove his own sweatpants. You start to do the same but he stops you, batting your hands away.

"I'll be doing that." He says, licking your lips before kissing you with a new determination. He breaks away, holding your stare as he stands straight, hooking his thumbs in his gray boxer briefs and sliding them down his lean legs.

His cock springs free, taking your attention as it thumps against his stomach.

Jake kneels in front of you, carefully removing each sneaker from your feet, followed by your socks. He rises, bringing you with him to lift you in his arms, wrapping your legs around his waist. A shudder runs over you both as his dick presses against your moistening center through your jeans. His lips find yours, hands cupping your backside as he climbs on to the bed, laying you beneath him.

He sits back on his heels, eyes locked with yours as he removes your jeans. You bite your bottom lip as he mouths at your ankle, lips ascending up your calf, tongue licking at the inside of your knee. He does the same with the other leg, venturing up your inner thigh and nipping at your sensitive skin. His verdigris gaze holds your own as he closes his mouth around your clothed center, hot breath washing over the intense sensitivity. Your back arches, hands gripping your breasts as pleasure pools in your belly.

"Please…" you whimper, grinding your yourself on his mouth. He doesn't hesitate to rid you of your underwear, immediately spreading your lips apart and licking at your clit. His tongue glides along the length of your core and he hums in appreciation, closing his eyes at the taste of your arousal.

You claw at the sheets, watching as Jake loses himself in pleasuring you.

Your fingers run through russet ringlets, nails scratching at his scalp and his eyes roll back. Your eyebrows pull together, sending Jake a silent plea. He knows what it means, so it's no surprise when he detaches himself from your soaking core with a loud smack of his lips, parting with one last lick over your entrance. His tongue slides up your tightening stomach, lips nipping and sucking at taut skin as you try catching your breath.

Jake kisses at your breasts, teeth coming down over each clothed nipple. His hands slide under your back, unclasping your bra and tossing it somewhere off to the side. You yelp as he sucks a hard nipple into his mouth, tongue circling the risen flesh. You pull at his curls and he sighs, sucking harder.

"Jake!" You holler, grinding your drenched center along his stiff shaft. He moans loudly, releasing your nipple and capturing your lips into a deep, lust driven kiss.

"Jake, please…" you whisper against his lips, and he needs no further instruction.

He lines himself at your entrance, covering his lips with yours as he slips inside you. His girth stretches you, his length making you feel full as he bottoms out.

"I've missed being inside you, Haze." He murmurs, leaving open-mouthed kisses down your jaw as he groans. "God, you're so tight for me."

Your thighs hug his waist, hands gripping his wide shoulders while he grinds around inside you. Your boyfriend is nowhere near Jake's size, so he's giving your walls time to adjust to the intrusion.

"Move…" you moan into Jake's ear, lips brushing against his lobe and he shivers. He props himself up on one elbow, looking down at your aroused expression. One hand lays on your cheek as the other grips the sheet by your head.

"Ssshhhit…" he hisses, pulling out halfway, then diving back inside at a leisurely pace.

He holds your eyes, watching your reaction to his tip brushing against that spot deep inside. You lick your lips and hook your hand on the back of his neck, tugging him down to you. He crashes his lips to yours, absorbing your moans while trading a few of his own.

As you start to think of how much you wish Jake would venture a bit deeper and pick up the pace, Jake's lips pull away. He lifts his upper body, holding himself up on his hands, placed on either side of your head, and drives into you with a new, shaper force.

Hangman's length delves into your warmth, not stopping until he's fully sheathed inside with his pelvic bone greeting yours. A delighted groan sounds in your throat, not making it passed your lips as you've taken the lower between your teeth. Your eyes roll to the back of your head as he swivels his hips, grinding the tip of his cock against your g-spot.

"Fuck…" He sighs, reveling in the moisture of your tight confines as he pulls back just a bit, delivering short, forceful thrusts in that way your body's craved. Your eyes open to see a darkened shade of jade, his mouth agape as he pleasures you both and watches your reactions to his every move, groaning when you squeeze around his shaft, taken by the sight of him.

You silently thank your best friend for having the uncanny ability to know exactly what you want, when you want it, and how; tangling your fingers in his hair and claiming his rosy lips. He kisses you back with great fervor, relishing in your gratitude as he increases the length of his strokes, pulling out until just the tip, then thrusting back in with powerful determination.

He pushes his knees up and under your lower back, raising your abdomen, now leveled with his groin. The thrusts are impossibly deeper this way, your muffled cries rising a few octaves as a large knot forms in your belly. Jake sucks your tongue, growling when your nails dig into the skin of his back, prompting him to go faster and harder. He breaks away from your lips, groaning incessantly as your body starts to quiver. Pressing his forehead to yours, reaches between the two of you to circle your clit with his middle finger.

"Yes, angel," he pants, kissing you chastely and repeatedly pounding into you,"cum for me."

The pressure on your clit sends you right over the edge, back arching and toes curling as you give in to your erupting climax.

Your orgasm exploding around Jake's cock makes him reach his own climax, teeth digging into your throat as he growls and white-knuckles the sheets. His cum spills inside of you, the sensation eliciting a contented moan from your own lips. No one can do that but Jake, not even the man you love.

The man you think you love.

The man you've left at home to come lay in Jake's bed.

Jake's lips sponge feather light kisses along your shoulder, silently asking if you're okay. You wrap your arms around his neck and squeeze, assuring him you're just fine, especially in his arms.

You're clothes are on, your keys twirling in your hand as you lean against your wingman's front door. He stands a couple of feet away, kicking at the carpet with his naked feet, sweatpants hung low on his hips and wet hair smoothed back. You push yourself off of his door, walking over to him and laying your head on his bare chest to listen to his heart as your arms simultaneously encircle each other.

"You know who it beats for." Jake whispers, tangling his fingers in your hair. You nod, turning your face towards his and allowing him to mold his lips to yours.

The kiss deepens when he pushes his tongue past your teeth, walking forward until your back is pressed to his front door once again. He moans into the kiss, hands roaming your body as yours rest in his damp curls.

He pulls away and buries his face in the crook of your neck, nose affectionately nudging your head to the side so he can kiss the searing skin there.

You feel it before he says it. The adoration, the undying dedication, the promise to never give up on this wayward friendship.

"I'll always be waiting." He whispers, kissing your ear, then softly kissing your lips.

"Come back to me." He says, like always.

"You know I will." You say, tracing the outline of his bottom lip before turning around and unlocking the door.

Neither of you choose to speak on how sad the legitimacy of that statement really is.

But that was 7 years ago and that was the first time you never came back…

A/n: And this is the first post for Haze and Hangman! Please reblog this post and give them love! Please tell me if you want to be added to the taglist and follow this blog since we're only getting started!

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gracev0609 · 3 months

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I Was Born to Love You - Jake's Version Pt. 1

A gracev0609/ @losfacedevil collaboration.

We are so excited to release this installment in our little universe. This story runs parallel to Josh's.

Meet Jake and Sevda, and the things they left unspoken...

Warnings: Struggling to Conceive, 18+ Only, Minors DNI, Explicit Sexual Content, Adult Themes, Breeding Kink

Jake rolled his eyes as his older brothers name lit up his phone screen. Sliding the answer bar across his screen he quickly tapped the speaker button and continued to pluck away at the guitar in his lap.

“This better be important dude.” Jake almost growled, unsure of what could be so important as he had just seen Josh yesterday. He heard Josh take a deep breath over the speaker.

“Jake listen, you can’t tell mom or dad or Sam or Danny okay?” Jake quirked a brow before placing the guitar in his grasp on the floor and scooped up his phone, quickly turning off the speaker function and pressed it firmly to his ear.

“You didn’t kill anyone did you? You didn’t crash the car? Y/N’s alright, right?” Jakes mind began to move a mile a minute, unsure of what could be so important that he was being sworn to secrecy. He could hear Josh pacing, the sound of the breeze through the line changing every time he turned.

“No, I didn’t kill anyone or crash the car, yes she’s okay. She is better than okay actually. Jake, you’re gonna be an uncle.”

Jakes mouth fell open as tears quickly sprang to his eyes and the phone slipped from his hand, clattering to the floor and drawing the attention of his girlfriend, Sevda. She turned her head quickly and her eyes widened slightly at the look of shock on Jake’s face. She made her way over to him quickly and perched herself on the arm of the couch, reaching over to press his jaw together.

“What’s the matter Jake? Who’s on the phone?” She bent at the waist and scooped the phone up off of the floor, tapping the screen to light up the caller ID.

Josh could hear the commotion on the other end of the line. Sevda remained calm as she tried to shake Jake out of whatever trance he was in. Pulling a deep breath in through her nose she tapped the speaker function on the phone screen.

“Josh what have you done to break your brother? I think he’s forgotten how to function outside of letting tears stream down his cheeks. Jake, darling what happened?”

She heard a nervous chuckle escape Josh as he prepared to say the words once more. Sevda cupped Jakes cheek in her hand and swiped her thumb under his eye to rid his skin of the tears that lay there.

“Sev, she’s pregnant.”

A soft gasp escaped Sevdas lips and she turned her attention to the phone in her hand. Another nervous chuckle escaped Josh in the deafening silence, both his brother and sister in law now both shocked by the words that had come out of his mouth.

“Hey, guys? Can you say something… anything?” Josh pleaded.

Jake sniffles as Sevda murmurs soft words of encouragement. We're okay baby… Her forehead pressed against his as she held the phone away from their faces. She hoped that Josh couldn't hear the vulnerable moment happening.

Jake blinked his eyes a few times, regaining his composure, “I’m sorry, it’s just.. I’m so happy for you Josh, you’re gonna be the best dad. And she’s gonna be the best mama, you see how she is with Jade even though she’s older.” Jakes eyes danced across the room to where Sevdas four year old Jade sat and his heart soared with the idea of her having a baby cousin.

“Where is she, Josh? Can I speak to her?” Sevda asked, her mind reeling with just how she had felt when she found out she was pregnant.

“She’s shopping for all the babies apparently, I thought we were here for Bennie but I’ll have her call you guys as soon as we get home.”

Jake pulled another deep breath in through his nose as Jade found him across the room and reached out in his direction. He smiled softly at the little girl and nodded.

“I’m being summoned to the tea party. Princesses know nothing of their Kings importance. I’m so happy for you guys.”

“Send her all our love, Josh. We’ll talk to you guys later.” Sevda kept her voice light and sweet as she bid Josh a farewell and hung up the phone.

Jake picked up the little girl and held her in his lap as her fingers twirled around the ear of the stuffed bunny she had in her hands.

Breathing deeply his mind reeled with doubts and insecurities, it was almost paralyzing.

You're not good enough to be a real father.

Y/N got pregnant so easily, there must be something wrong with you.

You're not good enough.

Something is wrong with you.

Sevda pets Jake's hair noticing how stiff and silent he's become,” Hey, don't get stuck in that brilliant mind of yours. Tell me what's going on.”

Jake clenched his jaw before speaking,” Not right now Sev, just give me a few.”

Her hand lovingly skirts down his back before she picks up Jade,” I'm going to go put her to bed, and then we're talking about this.”

He gives her a soft smile,” Okay baby. Goodnight Jade, I love you.”

A small,” I love you Jakey.” Comes from Jade's mouth, muffled into her mom's shoulder.

Jake made his way to their master bedroom, the heaviness in his chest becoming almost unbearable. He curls up on his side of the bed, hugging one of the pillows to his body and he can't help the tears that start to flow. His shoulders shake and it feels as if his chest is collapsing in on itself.

Jake starts to get pissed at himself for bawling like a baby as he forces himself to calm down and get a grip. He sits himself up slightly and wipes his face with his hand.

Sevda makes her way into the room and takes in his position on the bed along with his red tear stained face.

Softly she murmurs his name as she climbs onto the mattress to get to him.

She intertwines their fingers together,” I'm upset too babe. I can't help but feel disappointed, it's natural. We've been trying to have a baby for months.”

“ Six. Six months Sev.”

She lets out a shaky breath,” Yeah. Six months.”

Jake's voice booms, completely laced with hurt,” We've been diligently trying to have a baby for six months and Josh just gets the idea in his head and now she's pregnant! Why was it so fucking easy for them!” His voice rang out in their otherwise quiet bedroom.

Much softer now,” Is there something wrong with me? Y/N got pregnant so easily, you got pregnant with Jade so easily. When is it our turn?”

Sev gulps down the lump in her throat because she knows she doesn't have a concrete answer for him, and she wishes to God that she did.

“All I know baby, is that I want this so badly. I'd have a thousand babies with you if I could Jake. For whatever reason it's not our time yet, but one of these days, it will be our time.”

She threads her fingers in his hair, pulling his head forward so she can place a soft kiss to his lips,” I know your hurt love, but please. Please don't hold any anger towards Josh, he's going to want to share so much with you.”

“I won't. I promise I won't, I don't want to take any of this away from him. I don't want him to know that we've been struggling. He shouldn't have to censor himself around us.”

“I agree love. Soon enough we'll be the ones giving him a call.”

Jake swallows hard,” Soon enough… can't come soon enough.”

After a few moments of silence Sev picks up their hands that are interwoven, placing delicate kisses to Jake's knuckles.

“I have to tell you something.”

He utters a soft,” What is it babe.”

Now turning his hand over she kisses his palm, feeling the rough calloused skin.

“When I picked Jade up from daycare today she was carrying a picture that she drew.”

He furrows his brow lightly as if to ask what's so special about it?

“ The assignment was to draw their families, and she drew me and you.”

“That's sweet Sev.”

“She labeled us as Mom and Dad Jake. She finally referred to you as Dad.”

Jake felt his hurt melting away. Sevda's daughter, his stepdaughter finally thought of him as her dad.

“Can I see the picture she drew?”

She laughs lightly,” I think she left it in the car”

Jake juts his bottom lip out to pout,” Well tomorrow morning you're running your cute little ass out to the car and getting it. That piece of art is going on the fridge!”

Sev rolls her eyes lightly,” Okay Daddy.”

Jake whips his head towards her,” Enough of that, I get a very different reaction when you say it.”

She gets up from the bed and walks over to her dresser, picking out pajamas,” Don't be gross Jacob.”

“Gross? You've said it before Sevvie.”

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The pitter patter of Jades sock clad feet sounded from down the hall and a faint ‘Honey, we’re home!’ Could be heard as Sevda closed the back door behind them. Jakes ears perked up at the mixture of the sounds and he slipped the bookmark he was holding in between the pages of his book before placing it down against the tiny table to his right.

“Jacob!” Jades tiny voice carried as she ran into the living room, tossing her coat on the couch before she jumped up into his lap. He couldn’t help the chuckle that slipped past his lips as he wrapped her in his arms and pressed a soft kiss to her cheek.

“Hi my love, how was school?” He asked, brushing the loose strands of hair out of her face. She pulled her little legs up and tucked them next to his as she turned to face him.

“So guess what happen?! My friend Wyatt has a new little brother at home and his mama brought him today so we could meet him! His name is Liam and he is just so so soooo tiny!” Her little hands flailed about at she spoke, and her big brown eyes grew wide with excitement.

“Did she? Did you say hi to him?” Jake asked, a soft smile playing across his face as he continued to tuck her hair gently behind her ear. She nodded enthusiastically, a smile as big as her face spreading across her lips.

“Yeah! And I got to touch his hand. He was so soft like my baby doll. But we couldn’t hold him, it was not safe Wyatt’s mama said!.” Jake nodded along and let his hand fall, resting it against his thigh.

“She’s right you know, you have to hold a baby just right so they don’t get hurt.” Jade nodded softly and rested her head against Jakes shoulder, letting her eyes flutter shut as thoughts of the new baby danced in her head.

Jake reveled in moments like these where she felt safe enough to cuddle up with him and tell him all about her day. He rocked her gently, watching as she reached over for his hand with her two tiny ones and began to spin the ring he wore on his finger.

“Jakey?” She cooed, her little voice even smaller as she relaxed fully against his chest.

“Yes baby?” He tilted his head down, trying his best to find her eyes in the position they were seated in.

“When… when are you and mama gonna have a baby?” Jake took a deep breath, his heart shattering in his chest at her innocent question. She pushed up off of his chest and looked up at him with her big brown eyes full of unanswered questions.

“I don’t know baby, maybe one day we will when the time is right.” A soft smile spread across Jades face as she looked up at him and leaned up, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“Mamas a good mama, and you’re a good daddy. Mama should have a baby.” She giggled. Jakes expression softened and he fought the tears that threatened to well up in his eyes. Pulling a deep breath in through his nose he tipped his head back and stared at the ceiling, exhaling through his mouth.

“Am I a good Daddy, Jade?” He kept his voice soft, not trusting his tone to break. She nodded her head enthusiastically and nuzzled her face into the crook of his neck.

“You take me to school when mama can’t and we get McDonald’s for lunch! You play dress up with me and let me brush your hair. And you make good snacks and cuddle when I’m sick. You’re the best daddy.” She mumbled against his skin.

A soft sigh escaped his lips as he leaned down and pressed a kiss to Jades head, thoughts of the night before dancing in his head. His heart swelled at the thought of her thinking of him as her dad.

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A soft sigh slipped past Jake’s lips as he slid into bed. Another long day in his music room took a toll on him as his eyes fluttered shut and he wrapped his body around Sevdas sleeping form. It was then that he realized there was a little body wrapped up in Sevdas arms. Something between a tired chuckle and a sigh escaped him as he pulled himself out of bed and walked around it, bending slightly to find Jade tangled in the blankets.

“You’re not safe on the edge, baby girl.” Jake muttered and slowly wrapped his arms around the sleeping baby, lifting her gently and rested her against his chest. He knew he should turn and bring her to her bed, not wanting to create a habit of her sleeping with them but something in his heart warmed as he looked down at her peaceful little face. He shifted his arm and brought her face closer to his, leaning down to press a soft kiss against her warm skin.

“Alright, fine. You win.” He muttered, just loud enough to cause Sevda to stir. She peeked her eye open and looked up at Jake, a soft smile spreading across her face as she watched him swaying and gently speaking to Jade.

“Where are you taking her, love?” She mumbled, rolling so she was laying flat on her back. Jake nodded to his side of the bed and slowly maneuvered his way back around, sitting down slowly and placing Jades sleeping form gently between his body and Sevda.

“She won my one sided fight. I was gonna put her in her own bed but she said ‘no daddy, I wanna sleep with you and mama.’ And I couldn’t resist that little face.” Jake reached out and placed his palm gently against Jades cheek and pushed his fingers up into her tangled hair.

“She said I’m a good daddy, you know. Earlier when she was telling me about her classmates baby brother. ‘When are you gonna have a baby? Mamas a good mama and you’re a good daddy.’ I just about cried.” Sevda reached out and laced her fingers with Jakes, running her thumb gently along the length of his palm.

“She told me she wants you to go to lunch with parents' day this week, not me. I’ve gotten stood up.” Sevda giggled quietly. A soft smile spread across Jakes face as he looked down at Jade once more.

“Me? She wants me to go?” Jake asked, the high pitch tone of his whisper clueing Sevda into the tears that were welling in his eyes. Sevda nodded gently and squeezed Jakes hand.

“She does, she wants to introduce them to her daddy since they all know me, or at least that’s what she said. I just think she’s hoping for a happy meal for lunch since I always bring her a sandwich.” Jake couldn’t help the chuckle that slipped past his lips as he reached over and gently brushed some fly away hairs out of Jades face.

“It’s okay, you know, if we stop actively trying and just enjoy Jade for now. Maybe the stress of wanting a baby of our own is hindering our ability to conceive.” Jake fought the tears that threatened to well up in his eyes and swallowed hard around the lump in his throat.

“But I want to keep trying babe, until we get it right.” Sevda pushed herself up and rested her head in the palm of her hand. Jake pulled a deep breath in through his nose and let his head fall back as he exhaled silently.

“I know you do, my love. But something tells me the more we actively try the more something isn’t going right. I think if we just have fun and let nature take it’s course we might have more luck.” Jake mumbled, flicking his gaze down to Jade as she rolled over and nuzzled her face against his thigh, her little hand reaching out and swatting at his leg sleepily.

“Shhh, daddy, sleep.” She mumbled, wrapping her arm tightly around his thigh. A soft gasp escaped Sevda as she processed what Jade had just mumbled. Jake chuckled lightly and pried the tiny arm off of his thigh, slowly lowering himself to lay down next to her. Jade quickly snuggled into his side, rubbing her cheek soothingly over his chest.

“Daddy…you’re her daddy.” Sevda mumbled, scooting over to wrap herself around her little family. Pushing up slightly she pressed a soft kiss to both Jake and Jades cheeks before settling in and snuggling up to her baby girl.

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Sevda came into the kitchen, over to where Jake was loading the dishwasher. As she made her way over to him a playful smirk appeared on her lips. She places her hands on his hips as she tucks herself into his side,” My mom just called. Jade was begging to sleep over there tonight.”

“Yeah?” Jake bent down to grab the door to the dishwasher, closing it and pressing the ‘go’ button. He turned in her grasp facing his love.

“ I told Mom it's okay.”

“Yeah? You did now?”

“I did. I was feeling a little needy today Jake, and this is the perfect excuse. Now I can be as loud as you want me to be.”

Jake felt himself stir in his pants, briefly picturing the love of his life writhing beneath him, with her unbridled whining echoing through their empty home.

“Go upstairs and get ready for me love. I'll be right there.”

As she stepped away her hand slid from his hip to cup him in his pants, squeezing lightly.

“Don't take too long Jacob, I want you.”

He releases the breath he didn't realize he was holding as she walks away, heading to their bedroom. Quickly he goes over to the wine rack and selects a bottle. Bringing it over to the counter he uncorks it and pours some into two glasses. Stopping the bottle he puts it in the fridge and grabs the beverages making his way to meet Sev.

He toes the door open with his socked foot, to be met with the sight of his beautiful girl in her light pink silk nightgown hiked up around her hips with her hand between her legs.

“Oh. Sev, baby. You are a needy little thing tonight aren't you. I brought us a glass of wine so we could relax and enjoy each other, but you want to get right down to business, huh?”

“I miss you, you know Jade hasn't been sleeping well. That's definitely put a damper on things.”

He chuckles lightly knowing all too well that a baby with nightmares is the biggest cockblock. Jake sets the wine down on his nightstand and removes his clothes. He smirks to himself as he catches her staring at his half hard cock as he maneuvers into bed.

“Come here, relax with me.”

She quickly scoots in close to Jake, half laying on his chest as she takes a first sip of her beverage.

They mindlessly chat as she melts against him, letting go of her usual responsibilities and just letting herself enjoy him.

Once the wine is gone she places her free hand on his soft stomach, gently tracing shapes teasing his skin and making his muscles flutter.

“Can you touch me baby?” Jake asks softly, kissing the top of her head.

She dips her hand down under the covers and grasps him, thick and heavy in her hand as he pulses reacting to her touch.

She feels his body melt underneath hers and her hand lightly pumps him.

She whispers into his chest,” I love how big you are.”

The praise made him flex his hips into her touch.

Jake snakes his hand down her back, grabbing a fistful of her ass before reaching down further. His fingers part her lips before running his digit through her slick. Her eyes flutter shut as she finally gets the attention she's been craving.

He circles her clit a few times before prodding at her entrance, her hand stutters on him as he dives his middle finger inside her. Gently pumping in and out.

“Jake, can I have your mouth? I've been thinking about it all day.”

Her words are sent straight to his cock as it throbs. Gently he scoots her off of him and lays her down on her back. He kisses his way down the silky fabric, and her hips buck impatiently.

“Lucky for you Sevvie, I've been thinking about sucking on your pretty little clit all day too.”

She's sighs a breathy, Jaaake.

“Remember love, be loud for me baby.”

His tongue licks up her slick, sweet and salty on his taste buds. After just a few laps he places hot open mouth kisses to her achingly hard clit.

She arches her back away from the mattress, threading her fingers into his hair,” ohh, Jaaaake.”

Softly swirling his tongue around her bud until her legs are clamping down on his head. He shifts his face down dragging his tongue over her entrance, nudging it inside as his nose brushes her clit. He gulps down her arousal, tasting more divine than the wine they were consuming.

She gasps,” Getting close.”

“Cum in my mouth Sev. I need it.”

His thumb glides over her clit as his tongue reaches as far inside her as it can go.

His eyes flutter closed as he feels her clenching around him.

“There, there!” She pulls him by his hair even closer to her cunt, pushing her hips into his face as her high rips through her body.

Jake licks and sucks like a madman, moaning and growling into her heat.

Her body relaxes around him and he disconnects from her. The entire bottom half of his face is glistening with arousal dripping off his chin.

He looks up at her, eyes lidded with lust,” More.”

She smiles at him as he ducks his head back down, lapping at her center. Jake sucks her swollen puffy lips into his mouth, relishing in the feel, the taste, and the smell of her.

“God I love your pussy.”

As he goes to dive in again she lifts his head up, “No baby, I want you.”

The ache between his legs making itself known again. He rises to kiss her, her cum dripping onto her hot skin. She gives him her best doe eyes before tentatively licking his cheek. His breath catches in his throat as she continues to lick herself off of him.

Giggling, her voice full of sex, “ I just wanted to see what all the fuss was about.”

A sigh escapes his chest as he lightly shakes his head in disbelief at her lewd gesture. She always knows how to make his head spin. He grabs his cock in his hand and runs the head through her soaked folds. She shifts her hips down impatiently asking him to enter her. Giving into their desires he nudges into her entrance, reveling in the soft stretch of their bodies meeting. Sevda lets out a sigh once Jake is fully seated inside her.

“Fuck, my cocks missed you.”

She giggles lightly tapping the tip of his nose,” Just your cock baby?”

“No love, not just my cock,” Jake laughs placing a kiss to her lips before rearing his hips back and sinking deeper inside her.

Her hands glide down his broad back settling on his ass, pulling him even closer to her. His pace stays steady, just enjoying her fully, he doesn't want to rush.

Sevda whines underneath him, lightly thrashing her head in frustration, throwing her blonde locks over the pillow,” Come on Jakey, harder. Give it to me good.”

Jake leans up on his knees, pulling her hips into his lap as he thrusts sharply into her,” Is that better? Is that what my girl needed?”

His mind gets sidetracked as he can't help but watch his cock disappear into her pink folds. Over and over again he watches himself sink into her.

“Like the view baby?” Sevda coos. His heavy gaze meets her and he can't help but smile when he sees how fucked out she looks.

“I love the view. My girls going to go to bed sore and full of my cum how does that sound?”

“Perfect Jakey.”

He adjusts his hold on her hips, driving himself deeper. He thrusts into her hard, driving them to their ends. She's clenching around him so sweetly. He's overtaken by the feeling of love flowing through them, he so badly hopes that this time it'll work. He yearns for it to be the time they make a baby. He needs it deep in his being.

The word please echoing in his head as he met his final thrusts, chanting it over and over like a mantra as he poured his entire being, his entire soul into her. Desperate to create a life that was equal bits of him and his soulmate.

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Sevda sighed and collapsed on the couch next to Jake. Another night Jade was out on the town with Josh and Y/N, taking a walk with them through the park and skipping off to dinner at the restaurant of Jades choice. Sevda reached up and rubbed at her eyes, the quiet nature of the house causing her lids to get heavy.

“You know what sounds so good right now? Tomato soup and grilled cheese.” Jake scrunched up his nose and turned his attention to Sevda.

“Excuse me?” He chuckled, pushing himself up into a seated position. Sevda nodded her head and pushed his feet off of her lap before pushing herself up off of the couch. She made her way slowly into the kitchen and pulled two blocks of cheese out of the fridge and, bending at the waist, pulled out the bottom utensil drawer and began digging around for the cheese grater.

“Creamy tomato soup and a buttery, stringy, warm, grilled cheese. Doesn’t that sound so good?” She giggled, slowly unwrapping the block of cheese to begin to grate.

“Tomato soup and grilled cheese? Do we even have any tomato soup?” Jake questioned, raising an eyebrow and turned to begin raiding the cupboard. Sevda picked up a slice of cheese and began to munch on it.

“I picked some up when I went to the market the other day, it’s on the second shelf.”

She slowly continued to grate enough cheese for their sandwiches. Jake snatched two cans of condensed tomato soup off of the shelf and plucked a pan out of the dish drainer. He placed the pan on the stove top and popped the tops off of the cans, dumping their contents into the pan before making his way over to the fridge to get the gallon of milk.

Jake gauged the look on Sevdas face as she began to slowly butter the bread and placed it off to the side for him. Making his way over to her he placed the milk down on the counter top and wrapped his arms securely around her waist, letting his fingers sneak up under the bottom of her shirt, splaying them across her stomach.

“What’s going on in that head?” He asked, leaning down to press a soft kiss to her temple. Sevda pulled a deep breath in through her nose and nodded before exhaling it in a whistle.

“The last time I craved this… hell the only time I craved this was when I was pregnant with Jade.” Her voice was just above a whisper and she dropped the knife in her hand to the counter with a clatter. Jakes body tensed in a way that he wished it hadn’t, and he tried to relax around her body, pressing soft kisses to her cheek.

“Don’t play with me, Sevvie. Do you think you should take a test?” He mumbled, running the tip of his nose along the length of her cheek. She shrugged her shoulders, not really wanting to get her hopes up. Sevda shrugged her shoulders but ultimately nodded and continued to butter slices of bread.

“Maybe after we eat, I might start crying if I don’t get my grilled cheese.” She giggled, laying her head back against his shoulder.

“Deal.” Jake mumbled, pressing a kiss to her temple and unraveled himself from her, snatching up the milk jug and slowly made his way back to the stove.

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Once the both of them rush into their master bathroom, all smiles and giggles, Jake stands behind her with his hands on her hips as she reaches up into the medicine cabinet grabbing a pregnancy test. He smiles through the kisses he places on her shoulder, excited butterflies fluttering around in his stomach. She's been having cravings, that's a good sign, right?

Sevda stifled a giggle,” You know you're going to have to let go of me for me to actually take the test right?”

Jake slides his hands from her hips to rest across her stomach, holding her close to his body,” Give me a kiss, for good luck.”

She cranes her neck and places a soft kiss to his waiting lips, he deepens it softly sucking her bottom lip into his mouth before letting go,” I love you baby.”

Jake walks over to perch himself on the edge of the bathtub, pulling his phone out to start a timer for her while she takes the test. She quietly finishes and places it face down on the bathroom counter and turns to look at him. Sevda takes in Jake's sparkling hopeful eyes and it makes the butterflies dance in her stomach.

Jake eventually drops his gaze to his phone,” Thirty seconds left, baby.”

Sev nods and removes herself from the spot against the counter she's been leaning against, walking over to him,” Give me a kiss for good luck.”

She captures his lips with her own yet again as the timer goes off.

Jake studies her body language as she flips the test over to see the results. She's still as a statue for a few breaths, and he waits for her to do something. She grabs the white plastic pregnancy test in her hand and forcefully throws it into the trash can, the sound of plastic clinging against metal echoing off the bathroom tiles. Jake's heart shatters once again in his chest. She storms out of the bathroom and Jake follows her. She only makes it a few steps into their bedroom before her head hangs and she starts to sob.

He reaches out for her, wrapping her up in his arms, trying to shelter his soul mate from the blinding heartache they are experiencing. The sounds of her cries are making his ears ring as he holds her close, slowly he works them over to their bed. Laying her down he covers her body with his before rolling them to their sides. His own tears fall from his eyes. He knows she's tired of this. The ever constant disappointment. He provides her silent comfort as she cries into his chest, his hands rubbing soothing circles over her back. Her tears that are soaking the fabric of his shirt are tearing the hole in his heart a little bigger.

After a long time, their tears run dry, and she's sniffling into his chest.

Sev speaks, for the first time in a while, voice unsteady,” Jake… I don't know if I can do this anymore.”

Yet again his heart breaks in his chest, and he pulls her body closer to his,” I know Sev, l know.”

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Josh sets his drink down and moves his hand to lay flat against your bump, “ The other night we felt her kick for the first time and it was the coolest thing Jake.”

Jake smiles at his twin.

“ Come on Sunshine, I know you want to kick your little feet out for us,” Josh cooes.

“Babe, I don't think she's going to do it on command.”

As the words leave your mouth, you feel your baby press on the right side of your stomach. Quickly you grab Jake's hand and press it over the area she's nudging, next to Josh's palm.

“Holy shit,” Jake whispers. His eyes widen as he looks at Josh. You notice Jake's eyes soften and he leans in and places a gentle kiss on your temple. He looks at you, “ You're so beautiful,” his gaze shifts to your stomach and then to Josh,” This is so beautiful. Thank you for letting me experience this with you.”

“Jake-” you start.

“I just, I just love you guys okay?”

He removes his hand from your stomach and you wrap your arms around him instead, “ She's going to love you so much, you're her Daddy's other half.”

Pulling away from you slightly, he wipes his under eyes, “ Damnit Y/N, don't make me cry.”

Jake pulled a deep breath in through his nose as he pulled up to his home, willing the tears that collected in his eyes and spilled down his cheeks to stop. He was so happy to have felt his niece kick, but the moment solidified what he wanted even more. Jake threw the car into park and reached up to wipe the tears off of his face.

He made his way into the house, taking note of how quiet it was and wracked his brain for Jades whereabouts, making a mental note to ask Sev where she had gotten off too. The smells in the house were heavenly and Jake followed his nose to find Sevda standing at the stove in the kitchen. Her back was to the cut in the wall between the living room and kitchen and she tossed a look over her shoulder as Jake sauntered into the room.

“Hi, Handsome. My mom took Jade for the night so it’s just the two of us.” She cooed, slowly stirring the cheddar broccoli soup to make sure it didn’t burn to the bottom of the pot. He nodded softly and made his way slowly over to where she stood. He reached up and rested his hands on her shoulders, slowly kneading the tense muscles before he wrapped himself around her and placed his hands gently against her stomach.

“I thought you’d want something cozy to eat and we could curl up to watch a movie since Jade’s gone for the night.” She giggled, tilting her head slightly as Jake leaned down and buried his face in the crook of her neck.

“I felt their baby kick.” He mumbled, pressing soft kisses to her skin. Sevdas eyes widened as the realization of what he said set in. She placed the wooden spoon she was holding down into the holder beside the burner.

“What?” She kept her voice light, treading gently around the subject matter at hand. He nodded against her shoulder, letting his head fall to the side so she could hear him clearly.

“Yeah, I felt their baby kick. Josh said they had felt her kick for the first time and started harassing the poor little one, and Y/N got so excited almost like ‘Uncle feel’ she reached out and grabbed my hand, placed it against her stomach and boop a little foot kicked my palm. I cried…it was the most embarrassing thing, I couldn’t hold back the emotions and just cried. It was such an intimate moment you don’t expect to be a part of.” Jake couldn’t hide the way his voice cracked or the tears that slowly welled in his eyes. Sevda remained quiet for a moment, silently processing how big of a moment Jake had with Y/N and Josh. Her heart broke in her chest at the thought of that being them, how badly she wanted there to be a baby of their own to kick at his palm and lips when he pressed soft kisses to her bump.

“Are you okay?” Her voice was a whisper, her own emotions slowly beginning to become bigger in her chest. Jake smiled and nuzzled his face back into the crook of her neck, letting his fingers dance lazily over her stomach and the thoughts of putting his baby in her took over his mind.

“Yeah baby, I’m okay. It was exciting to feel how the tiny life they’ve created can be so powerful while still in the womb. Just think one day we’ll have a little life in here that we can feel kick and move.” He spoke in a dreamy tone and his fingers never stopped their dance along the expanse of her stomach. Sevda nodded and leaned her head to the side, pressing her cheek against the side of Jakes face.

“Soon baby… that’ll be us soon.” Her voice was barely a whisper as she reached forward and scooped up the wooden spoon to continue and stir the soup in the pot. Jake nodded and slowly began to sway their bodies, lulling both of their minds into a sense of peace and thoughts of little ones running through their heads.

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Sevda kisses Jake on the cheek before leaving him and Josh to get some creative work done.

“Us girls are gonna go take Jade to the park for a bit, and probably some ice cream or something. We'll be back in a couple hours.”

Jake walks with her to the door, where Y/N and Josh stood, kissing goodbye.

“Dude, let her breathe! She'll be back soon.” Jake busts on his twin.

“Sorry, sorry!” Josh's cheeks flame,” Be safe okay, I love you.”

Once the girls left for the afternoon Jake and Josh found their way into the music room filled with the various instruments he owned.

Settling down on the couch Josh pulled a small pre roll and a lighter out of his pocket,” Care to get the creative juices flowing?”

Jake snatched it out of Josh's hand,” Fuck yeah. Let me open a window so it doesn't reek in here when the girls get home.”

After finishing their session, they tried to work on new music, but the conversation kept veering elsewhere.

Josh leaned back on the couch, relaxing fully,” Dude. The other night was insane. I was admiring her bump, it was all very wholesome. But uh, it got heated really quickly, I ended up finger fucking her in front of the floor length mirror -”

“Woah woah woah. I don't want to hear that! That's Y/N you're talking about. Sweet little Y/N. She's nice!”

Josh blinks blankly at his twin who is sitting crosslegged on the floor in front of him.

“How do you think she got pregnant Jake?”

“I mean I know how she got pregnant Josh, it's just she's so sweet. You're dirtying her all up man,” Jake laughs. “ Defiling the poor woman.”

“I'm not defiling her! She's got a breeding kink too, ya know.”

Jake runs his hand through his hair getting flustered,” No I didn't! I didn't need to know either Josh.”

Josh rolls his eyes,” Yup, yup, I've never touched her, we got pregnant because we wished really hard on a shooting star Jake.”

“Fuck off man, you're such a dick,” Jake chuckles.

Josh laughs,” Look, I just thought you'd want to know about the mirror thing because it was fun. Maybe try it out. Do another position other than missionary for once.”

Jake scoffs,” We don't just fuck in missionary…”

Josh waves his hand in the air,” See! I knew Sevvie isn't always that prim and proper act she puts on for all of us. I know you well Jake.”

A shit eating grin appears on Josh's face as he takes in his twins reddening cheeks, telling that he was indeed correct.

“I'm sure pure filth comes out of her mouth behind closed doors, but you can keep it to yourself.”

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Jake groans as Sevs cool body meets his as she snuggles back into bed with him,” I just dropped Jade off at school. You're off today too right?”

“Well good morning to you too. Yeah, no plans today love.”

“Okay good.”

Sevda slides herself down under the covers, maneuvering herself between Jake's legs.

“What do you think you're doing?”

Silently she softly sucks his soft cock into her mouth.

Jake mutters, oh fuck, as her mouth begins to work over him as he hardens.

He exhales shakily as she spoils him, licking and kissing it before bobbing her head down his length.

He laces his fingers in her blonde locks, encouraging her to take him further.

“Fuck you're so good at that.”

She swirls her tongue over all of his sensitive spots making his hips buck. When she couldn't take anymore she pulls off of him, a string of saliva connecting her bottom lip to the tip of his cock. He swipes his thumb over her bottom lip, cleaning her up.

“So pretty baby. You always look so sexy with my cock in your mouth. I'd take a picture and hang it in our bedroom if you let me.”

She laughs and shakes her head before rising to straddle him. She grabs him in her hand, lining him up with her entrance before slowly sinking down, taking him to the hilt.

She sighs placing her hands on his chest,” You fill me up so well Jake,” grabbing his hand and placing it on her lower stomach,” I feel you up here baby.”

Sev places her hand back on his chest and begins to rock her hips, grinding on him. Lifting her hips and slamming them back down they groan out in unison, wet slapping sounds fill their bedroom as she rides him.

“You're so fuckin wet baby, just dripping all over me.”

Jake raises his hands to her chest, pinching her nipples before soothing them with his thumbs. She clenches around him, capturing his length in a silken vise grip.

“Fuck Sev, not gonna last like this, flip over.”

He pulls out of her and flips her around on the bed. She wiggles her ass in the air, enticing him to enter again. Roughly he grabs her ass in his large palms spreading her before he leans down and spits directly on her entrance.

She moans out, in disbelief,” God Jake that was so hot. Are you going to fuck your tight little pussy now?”

A feral groan rips from his chest as he pushes himself in to the hilt.

His hands find her hips, pushing and pulling them to match the brutal pace he has set. He feels her walls fluttering around him, signaling that her orgasm was approaching.

He leaned down over her hips,” Getting close baby?”

She whined a breathy yes, as he felt himself start to reach his end.

Jake tangles his fist in her hair, pulling lightly as he feels her let go around him,” Fuck… I'm gonna fuck a baby in you Sev.”

Jake's eyes roll back as he reaches his high, releasing deep inside her.

He leans down, placing his forehead against her back breathing heavily.

“What did you say to me Jake?”

His cheeks flame as his brain back pedals,” I, uh. Did you like it?”

“ Trying something new are we?”

Gently he pulls out of her and she sits back down on the bed,” It was hot Jake. Did you like it?”

“Maybe? It didn't turn me off.”

“Good, because the more I'm thinking about you saying it the more it's turning me on.” She leans her body flush against his and takes two fingers, gliding them between her legs gathering his cum before grabbing his still hard cock, lightly pumping him.

“I think somewhere in that brain of yours you liked it too, Your cocks still hard love, you like thinking about getting me pregnant huh?”

Jake pants lightly as she continues to pump his length,” I like hearing you say it.”

“ Go ahead Kiszka, put a baby in me. Fill me up to the brim. Fill me to the point your cum overflows and runs down my thighs.”

“Christ Sevda, that's so hot.”

Jake pounces on her, pushing her back against the bed kissing her rough. When he pulls away she looks up at him with round doe eyes,” Make me messy Jake.”

He growls, pushing his hips into hers, entering her in one swift thrust.

“Gonna cum in you so deep, fill you up, get you pregnant so fucking fast.”

His hips find a quick to the point pace, both of them feeling close already in the heat of the moment. Sevda claws her manicured nails down his back, surely leaving red lines in her wake.

“Fuck Jakey, do it, put a baby in me.”

He pulses and throbs inside her, getting so close to releasing.

“Here. Here baby, take it. I'm cumming-” his moan cuts his sentence off as he finishes, throbbing wildly as he cums harder than he has before. The feeling sending her over the edge once again.

Breathing heavily they come back down, his body shaking from exertions.

“I came so hard…”

A soft fucked out smile spreads on her face,” I know, I can feel it dripping out of me.”

Jake nuzzles his face into the crook of her neck,” You're going to be the death of me I swear.”

After he pulls out of her for the final time this morning she snuggles into his side, reveling in the post orgasm bliss. Sevda lightly chuckles.

Jake looks down at her face,” What could you possibly be laughing at?”

“Oh. Just that I owe Y/N $20. Since we just discovered that you also have a breeding kink.”

Jake's jaw drops as she laughs harder into his chest.

“God you two have no secrets do you?”

“Nope, none.”

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Sevda sets the plastic pregnancy test face down onto the counter and squirts a few pumps of soap into her hands, working it into a lather. Seizing the moment to herself, Jade busy with her imagination playing with Barbies and Jake off at rehearsal, she took it upon herself to take a test. Her period was late, but she hasn't put much faith in that since stress has greatly interfered with her cycle before.

As she shuts the water off she hears little footsteps heading her way,” Hi mommy.” Jade makes her way into the bathroom, little fingers grasping at the edge of the counter hanging off of it, peering at what was on top.

“Hi baby. Done playing with Barbies?”

Jade nods her head, the static-y fly aways swooshing around like a halo,” What are you doing mommy, what's that?”

Sev grabs the hand towel and drys her hands before replying simply,” Just taking a test baby.”

Jade tries to climb up the counter, her little feet kicking on the cabinets of the vanity.

“Hey, don't do that love. We have to be nice to our things so they don't break, furniture included.”

Jade nods her head and Sev could tell she was hurt by her gentle scolding,” Hey, can you help Mommy?”

Jade's eyes light up, eagerly replying,” Yes! Let me help!”

Taking a deep breath Sev picks up the test, still face down,” Can you be a big helper and tell Mommy if you see one line or two lines?”

Sev holds up her fingers to accentuate her words. Jade shakes her head yes over and over.

“Okay, you tell me what you see!”

Sevda holds the test out to her daughter so she can tell her the results.

“I see two lines Mommy! Two!”

Quickly she turns the test around so she can see the results for herself, and indeed there were two pink lines.

Two lines.

Finally two lines.

Pregnant.

Her free hand comes to her mouth as she gasps. Elation, relief, and joy harmonize within her body as she finally sees the results she's been waiting for. What her and Jake have cried for. What they have prayed to the higher powers for.

Tears spring to her eyes and run down her cheeks as the biggest smile spreads on her lips. Her daughter looks up at her with wonder,” Mommy?”

Sev puts the test back down on the counter and pulls her little girl into her body, careful not to crush her as she holds her close.

“Jade! Mommy's so happy! These are happy tears baby.”

Jade's little eyebrows furrow as she asks,” Happy tears?”

“Yes! My love, Mommy's going to tell you a secret, we can't tell Daddy. It has to stay between us, it's for girls to know only okay?”

Jade nods her head, eager to be a part of the secret,” Mommy has a tiny baby growing in her stomach. You're going to be a big sister.”

“Mommy and Daddy have a baby?”

“Yes sweetheart, Mommy and Daddy have a baby.”

“Yay! I want a sister!”

Sev laughs and puts her pointer finger in front of her lips,” Remember Jade, it's a secret. Only for you and me.”

Sevda let go of her daughter and she goes back to her Barbies, eager to get back to imagination land. She decided to hide the positive test in her nightstand within the pages of a Cosmo magazine knowing that's the last place Jake would look. As she sat down on the bed she placed her palm against her stomach, Sev couldn't wait for there to be a bump. She knew Jake was going to be so incredibly happy, this was the only thing he had wanted for so long. The more Sevda thought about how he would react the more she realized that she needed to keep this a secret until she knew for sure everything will be okay.

Hearing Jade yell that Jake was home, an enthusiastic ‘Daddy!’ ringing out through the house, her heart dropped into her stomach and she wiped her eyes and went to the bathroom to make herself presentable. Making sure everything was in place and nothing looked suspicious as Sevda knew she guarded the information that would turn Jake's life upside down.

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“Jake, can I ask you something? Something like a favor, if needed.” Josh asks his twin, twisting his fingers in his hands.

Jake furrows his brow lightly and sets down the acoustic guitar he was holding.

“What's up?”

“Um, would you be able to be there for Y/N, if needed of course, for the birth? Like in case we, I, need back up.”

“You want me to be there for your daughter's birth?”

“I mean yeah. If needed. Most likely you will just wait in the other room until she's born. If for some reason I can't handle it, I need to know that someone I love, someone that loves her, is going to be there to support her through this.”

“ I'm honored Josh. Of course I'll be there,” Jake chuckles softly,” If needed.”

Josh exhales, relieved for the conversation to go the way he imagined. The men fall silent, the only thing being heard is the dull clinking sound of the girls washing the dishes in the kitchen.

Nerves begin to amp up in Josh's stomach, he feels like he just needs to get some things off of his chest, things he couldn't possibly worry Y/N with.

His voice slightly shaking Josh asks,” So. How do I get a feel for what the baby is going to want? Like how do I know that she's crying because she's tired, or if she's hungry?”

Josh picks at the skin of his fingers, waiting for Jake to respond with something.

Jake clears his throat before answering,” Um, I'm not really sure Josh. You'll get the hang of it.”

“But, how am I supposed to be supportive and help Y/N navigate breastfeeding? I don't think I exactly understand what that means.”

Jake sighs,” Yeah man, I don't know. I met Jade right after she turned 3. Sev already did all of that by herself before she let me meet her.”

Jake feels his emotions rising as Josh keeps asking questions that he isn't sure he'll ever know the answers to.

“How am-”

“Josh I don't know! I'm Jade's stepdad. I don't have the answers to what you're looking for,” he mumbles,” I don't know if I ever will.” Jake clenches his jaw hard,” I don't want to talk about this anymore.”

Josh clasps his hand over Jakes squeezing it tightly. Josh is picking up on what Jake isn't saying reading between the lines.

“Jake…. I'm sorry.”

After a few breaths Josh asks if he wants to talk about it. Jake stays quiet, not trusting himself to speak, he simply shakes his head no.

“ You know you can trust me. Always.”

Jake's bottom lip quivers as he ducks his head down, his hair shielding his face. After a few breaths he pulls himself together enough to speak.

“I haven't told you because we didn't think it would take this long, and then Y/N got pregnant and you've been so busy with that. We've been trying to have a baby for so long, Josh.”

“Jake, I -”

“ It's been so hard. Every single test she's taken has been negative. I just….. I just don't think it's going to happen.”

Jake finally lifts his gaze from his lap to meet Josh's and there's tears in his eyes that match his own. Josh can barely stand watching his twin's heart break in front of him.

“We may just have Jade, and only Jade. It just… it hurts to see you guys living what we want… and I don't mean to sound rude but it hurts.”

Josh responds by moving closer to Jake on the couch and wrapping his arms around his brother. He could feel the dampness of Jake's tears against his shoulder.

Josh rubs comforting circles over Jake's back as he quietly asks,” Is this the real reason why you cried when I told you that she's pregnant?”

“Yeah Josh, it is.”

“I'm so sorry Jake. If you would have told me sooner I would have been sensitive to the topic. I didn't know.”

Jake sniffles,” No! No. I didn't want you to censor yourself around us. I want you to fully feel the joy you're experiencing. As much as it hurts, I really love watching you grow through this.”

“I love you Jake. And I'm really so sorry.”

“I guess if the time is right it'll happen, and if it's not…” he shrugs his shoulders.

Josh places his palms on his thighs,” I mean what about surrogacy? Y/N could -”

“No we couldn't ask that of her, oh my god.”

“ Okay well there's artificial insemination!”

“Josh. It's okay, you don't have to come up with an answer for us.”

“I know I know, we just love you, and we'd help you anyway we can.”

A smile cracks on Jake's face,” I know. Really just having this talk and you finally knowing what has been going on really lifts some weight off of my shoulders.”

A matching smile appears on Josh's face,” I’m glad I could help.”

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It was late in the evening, Sev had already put Jade to bed hours ago and she was sat on the couch in one of Jake's worn tshirts and sweatpants. She had decided to put on a corny movie from her youth, something she knew Jake would have no interest in watching, Legally Blonde. She picked up her phone, texting Y/N, chances are she was doing the same thing Sevda was, the boys being out late at the studio.

Sev- Are you up still?

Y/N- Bitch, you're really sending me a ‘you up’ text?

Sev- Fuck off, I wanted to show you something.

A thumbs up reaction appears over her last text. With trembling fingers Sevda locates the picture she took of her positive pregnancy test and pressed send. She was dying to tell one of her closest friends about her news. A minute or so after she sent the picture an incoming call from Y/N appeared.

“Hello?”

“Sevda you're pregnant?!”

A huge smile forms on her mouth as she giggles ,” Yes!”

“Oh my God! Did you tell Jake yet?”

“Not yet, I was trying to keep it under wraps, I told my mom but I couldn't wait any longer to tell you. I want to surprise Jake, I'm waiting on a few things from Etsy to come in.”

“He's going to be so happy babe.”

Sevda hears small sniffles over the receiver.

“Sweetie, are you crying?”

Y/N laughs,” A little, it's these damn hormones.”

Sev and Y/N talk for the better part of an hour before Y/N got too sleepy to continue the conversation. Sevda said goodnight and let her go after making her promise to keep her secret.

Shortly after she presses play on her movie once again, soon she hears Jake's keys in the door. He quietly takes his boots off before making his way into the living room where he can see the tv illuminating on the walls.

“Hey Sevvie, I'm surprised you're still up, it's almost two a.m baby.”

Jake sits down on the couch beside her and picks at the shirt she has on. He cocks his head,” You're wearing my clothes? You never wear my clothes.”

She snuggles into his side, resting her hand on his upper thigh,” I do when you're away. They smell like you, makes me feel close to you.”

He pulls her into his lap, “ You were missing me today my love. I'm sorry I had to be gone all day.”

“It's really alright, I understand.”

She kisses his cheek, smirking lightly, knowing that part of the real reason she was wearing his clothes was that the usual silky nightgowns she wore were getting a bit tight on her midsection. It wasn't quite a bump yet, but she didn't want to draw his suspicion. Her body was starting to show her second pregnancy much sooner than her first and she couldn't risk spoiling the surprise she had for Jake.

“You should wear my clothes more often, you look really cute.”

She cocked her eyebrow,”Yeah? I'll have to, your shirts are soft.”

“Are you ready for bed?”

She yawned into her palm before agreeing. Jake helped her up off of the couch and she led him up the stairs. Jake's palm squeezes into the flesh of her ass and he comments,” I think you should wear my shirt to bed tonight, you look hot baby.”

Once in their bedroom she pulls the borrowed sweatpants off of her body and crawls into bed with him, the soft fabric and scent of her lover wrapping her in comfort as he positions himself to spoon her.

“Goodnight Sev, I love you.”

“Night Jake, I love you too.”

Jake lightly snores behind her sound asleep already, Sev can't help but smile into her pillow as she runs different scenarios in her head, A little boy with Jake's features playing with toy monster trucks, or maybe a little girl playing dress up with Jade when she's old enough. Careful not to disturb Jake, she laces their fingers together and moves his hand so it's splayed over her slightly swollen stomach.

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“Do you mind driving, love?” Jake asks Sev, holding the key fob in his outstretched hand.

She grabs the keys from him and hops in the driver's seat, adjusting the rear and side view mirrors. They sit in Josh and Y/And driveway for a moment collecting their thoughts.

“I can't believe that just happened. Like I saw Halina be born with my own two eyes! I held Y/N’s hand and told her it'll be okay! That's fucking insane.” Jake runs his hands through his hair, processing the nights events.

Sev reached for his hand, squeezing it tightly,” I am so proud of you Jake. They love you. I know Y/N is so thankful that you were there for her.”

Jake murmurs,” I love them too. I'd do anything for Josh, even help birth their baby, I guess.”

Sev starts the drive home, the overwhelming amount of love she has for Jake swirling in her chest. During the ride she realizes that she has to tell him that she's carrying his baby. Tonight. She was going to wait until a few days after her birth, but she can't wait any longer.

“Jake… I love you so much. I'm not even sure I understand the magnitude of how much I love you. I am so in love with you.”

She turns her head to look at him and she's met with a smile and glossy eyes, surely his emotions are fried at this point.

Once back at their home, she leads him inside,” I have a gift for you Jakey, so does Jade.”

He smiles,” She was saying something about a gift earlier. I just figured that could mean anything from a rock to a Polly Pocket shoe.”

Sev laughs grabbing Jade's gift from the kitchen. She meets up with him and presents him with a shotglass full of yellow dandelions. “She said,’ Daddy needs flowers too.’”

He lets out a small chuckle,” I love them. I'll be sure to thank her.”

“Okay love, your gift is in the spare bedroom closet, let me go get it. Just wait in our bedroom”

She retrieves the blue bag with silver tissue paper sticking out, and butterflies erupt in her stomach. She was actually about to tell him that she was pregnant.

When Sev walks into their bedroom she's met with Jake sitting on the edge of the bed, twirling a single dandelion between his fingers.

“Sev? I want to thank you for letting me be Jade's dad. I know she isn't mine, but I really love her and that's enough, ya know? She's enough for me.”

Sevs bottom lip trembles as she places the gift bag in his lap, and she whispers,” I think you should open it now.”

He pulls away the tissue paper and it reveals three gifts placed in the bag. He furrows his brow and dumps them onto the bed in disbelief. He's met with a personalized guitar pick, engraved with ‘Soon to be Dad!’. Sevda's positive pregnancy test, and a newborn size onesie with ‘Newest Member of Greta Van Fleet’ on the front.

He immediately sinks to his knees in front of her, his face turning red and twisting with emotion as he hugs her body to him. He lifts her shirt pressing wet tear soaked kisses to her stomach,” You're pregnant?!”

“Yeah baby. We did it. We made a baby.” She pets his hair, holding him close.

“I can't believe it, oh my god. How long have you known?” He presses more gentle kisses to her skin,” My baby.We made a baby.”

He stands and pulls her with him to the bed, sitting down,” I've known for a few weeks love. I had to wait for your presents to arrive.”

He leans her back, kissing her softly,” I love my gifts, I do, but next time, I don't need them.”

Sevda lets out a laugh that echos in their room,”Next time?! This one isn't even here yet and you're talking next time.”

He presses gentle kisses to her face, trailing down her neck, “ You know I'll give you as many babies as you want.”

After a moment he raises his head again,” I'm seriously so happy Sev. This is the best gift I could have ever gotten. I love you so much.”

“I love you too Jacob.”

“Can I show you? Show you how much I love you? Let me make love to you Sevda.”

“Please do baby.”

Jake trails hot kisses down her body before lifting her shirt, paying special attention to her swollen stomach.

Fin.

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♡˗ˏ✎*ೃ˚ secret admirer ˚.♡

Jake x fem!reader

genre- fluff, he fell first, she fell harder trope lmao, friends to lovers

word count- 2.3k 【2387 words】

warnings- awkward jake and clueless reader kissing, and shy reader

—a little someone keeps dropping off little gifts into your locker..

a/n- I wrote this on my phone so it had a lot of errors I think sorry .·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.

Oh? For the third time this week, there’s a note in your locker. You open it, and the little paper has chicken scratch handwriting saying, “you’re so pretty today,” with a messily drawn heart. You smile to yourself, wondering who could’ve slipped this into your locker.

“ooh~ Your secret admirer again? I wonder who it could be~” eunchae teases. You look behind you to see eunchae looking over your shoulder at the note in your hand.

“It’s probably a prank right?” You question. “Come on, let’s go to the cafeteria now. Let’s buy some snacks after!” You loop your arm around hers and you both start walking towards the canteen.

—

When the both of you are at the vending machine, a shadow looms over you. You turn around slowly, and jump a little in your spot. Why was he so close? You back up a little, but he walks forward to you again. It’s jake, the popular guy that his so handsome that his face glows every time he walks into a room. Everyone loves him, he’s a teachers pet and is friends with almost everybody.

“oh hi Jake.” You say. He was really easy to talk to, from experience from a project you both worked on together in the past.

“uhm- hey.” He nervously chuckles. “I just wanted to give you this.” He hands you a soda, and walks away. “thanks…” you mumble. You have forgotten about eunchae next to you, that squeals. You jump in surprise, and look over at her.

“he could be your secret admirer! Doesn’t it make a little sense?” She squeals. You think for a bit.

“there no way jake likes me. We don’t even talk! Plus, he’s so popular with the girls. I could never be the one that he likes.” You defend. She just wiggles her eyebrows and says, “there’s still a possibility.” Then she wraps her arm around your shoulders and the two of you walk back to class.

before class, you put your drink into your locker. Then, you notice it’s your favorite sparkling peach juice.

.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.

the next morning, as you go onto the bus, you plug your earbuds in. You choose one of your favorite songs, and watch the scenery outside. You were so distracted by your music, that you don’t even notice that Jake had sat beside you.

“good morning y/n.” He chirps, as you remove your earbuds. “Morning.” You say back. You two make small conversations until the bus arrives at your stop. You two wave at each other before going to your assigned classes. You think nothing about it, even though Jake had only stuttered around you, and you never noticed the slight blush on his cheeks whenever you complimented him.

he on the other hand, was talking to his friends about how he finally had a normal and long conversation with you.

—

When you had told eunchae at lunch, she squealed so loud that all heads turned to her. You had to send apologetic smiles to everyone. You see Jake walk into the cafeteria, so you wave. His friends go ooh, but you didn’t pay attention to that.

once you leave with eunchae to grab your water bottle from your locker, you see something sticking out. You hurriedly run to your locker to see what the item was. It was a tag. You open the locker door, and there you find a fluffy dog plush. Your eyes soften once you see it, and you hug it to your chest. This person really knew you, huh.

“it’s a new gift!” Eunchae squeaks. You nod and touch over the plush’s nose. You think it’s adorable, but then you look over at the side, and see a note. You quickly grab it before eunchae sees it.

“I’m gonna go to the bathroom real quick. I’ll be back in a second!” You say. You run off, and quickly hide in a stall. You open the note, and it says hint of who it was.

This puppy plush looks like me a bit! (from what my friends said) I hope you enjoy the gift <3

You stare in awe at the letter, and quickly fold it back up. Who looks like a puppy? Do you know them? You stuff the note into your pocket and run back out to go with eunchae. You don’t want to make things too suspicious.

.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.

the walk to the bus stop was quiet. That was until a guy shouting your name broke the silence. You turn around, and see Jake. You wave at him, and pause so he can catch up to you. “Yeah? What’s up?” You ask.

“I just want to talk to you. Also my bus ride is going the same way.” He states, while panting. You blush at his words. Wait blush? No, you don’t like him like that, right? The both of you talk and talk, and you found out you and him had a lot of things in common. You surprised each other with your similarities. On the last few minutes of the bus ride. You stared at him. He played on his phone, concentrated on his game.

now that you think about it, he looks a little like a puppy. Could your secret admirer really be him?

Jake could feel your stare, and heat crawled up his neck and face. “Why are you staring at me?” He asked, turning to you. You quickly look away.

“oh-” quick!!! Make up an excuse! “uh there was someone that you looked like, and I was trying to think of who it was. I probably zoned out while thinking. Sorry.” You sheepishly smile. he nodded, and his focus went back onto his phone. You not the other hand, was super embarrassed that you got caught staring. You really didn’t mean to stare for that long.

—

a few weeks after you received the puppy plush, you always had Jake on your mind. Why? Because you figured that you actually liked him, though it was only a possibility that he was your secret admirer. You kept thinking about eunchae words, and how they made so much sense.

Jake did look like a happy puppy everywhere he went, and his friends would tease him every time you would walk past. You’ve never thought about any of these things.

today is Saturday, so you made plans with eunchae to go to the mall. She would then go to your house, and you two would talk about any new gossip you heard about, all night.

While you were getting ready, you get a text. You think it’s eunchae saying when she’ll pick you up, but it was from Jake. Jake rarely texts you.

Jake- hey y/n

Jake- do you want to hang out today

you quickly call eunchae. She picks up almost immediately, and asks what’s up. You tell her that Jake wants to hang out, and she quickly says she’s coming over. “But what about our plans?” You ask.

“don’t worry about that, this is Jake we’re talking about!” She excitedly says. “I’m coming over to help you by the way! Text him back that you do want to hang out!” Then she hangs up on you.

You go back to jakes texts.

you- yeah ofc

you- where do you wanna go

Jake- uh can we meet at the movie theater

you- yeah I’ll get ready just tell when we meet up

Jake- how about 2:30?

you- yeah sure

you screenshot the message, and send it to eunchae.

Now there’s a knock on your door. You let eunchae in, and she runs to your room. “Your not wearing… that.” She says while pointing to your outfit. It’s just jeans and a plain shirt. She rumbles through your closet, and throws a few outfits on the ground.

You try a few on, and none seem to match. Just then, there this one dress you’ve never worn before. Eunchae finds it and gasps. “You need to try this one!” She hurriedly presses it towards you.

when you try it on, you feel.. not yourself. The dress it pretty, and you feel pretty in it. And when you come out of the bathroom, eunchae is in love. She does your makeup, and picks out your shoes.

it not too fancy, and hugs around your waist just right. Your happy with eunchae decision, and you kiss her cheeks goodbye. She shouts a “goodbye! Have fun!” behind you. You hold your purse (or bag), and head out; not before texting Jake that you’re leaving the house.

once you arrive, you look around. Where was he? He wasn’t anywhere to be found. You walk into the theaters lobby, and look around again. No Jake.

Just then, a pair of hands cover your eyes, and a familiar voice says, “guess who~”

you gasp at the sudden gesture, and decide to tease him. “Hmm, I don’t know. Maybe sunghoon?” The mention of his best friend on a hang out of just the two of you, makes his smile drop. You turn around and giggle. He lights up again at your laugh, and the two of you buy tickets. When he looks at you, he just says “nice dress.” But he can’t stop staring. You don’t really catch on, but your know eunchae had picked the right outfit.

You want to split the cost, but he insists on buying. You two fight over who’s paying for a few minutes, and eventually he slides his card when you look into your bag. You whine at him, obviously disappointed. He just pats your head, and thought both walk into the movie theaters. You blush hard at the sudden action.

not far behind you, the old woman at the counter says, “what a cute young couple.” You hear it as a whisper, but don’t correct her.

—

as you reach for the popcorn, Jake sees the opportunity. He pretends to also reach in, so your hands touch. You don’t see it coming, and you look over at him flustered. You quickly pull your hand out, and put it on your lap.

you don’t even notice the jake was staring at you after you touch hands. A few minutes later, a slightly bigger hand touches yours, and links your hands together. You look at Jake who avoids eye contact, and he clears his throat. You smile and put your other hand over his. You run your thumb over it soothingly.

Jake doesn’t know where this boldness comes from, and neither do you. You two just stick with it, and hold hands even out of the theater. You never want to let go, a neither does he. You hand fit almost perfectly into his, as if it was meant to be.

As the two of you walk out, you see a little photo booth. “Oh! Look! Let’s go take some pictures!” You exclaim. He follows after you like a lost puppy, and you pay for it first.

the first pose is just peace signs, and the second pose is making random silly faces. The third pose, he wraps his arm around your shoulders, and your arm goes around his waist. You lean your head on his shoulder and his head is on yours. The fourth pose is in the same position- but Jake kisses your cheek.

your really surprised at his actions, and cover your face in embarrassment. You were blushing so hard. Slowly, you’ve fallen deep. So deep, you can’t get out of the hole you’ve made.

He removes your hands from your face. He holds them in his. You would be lying if you said you weren’t flustered. The two of you get the photo strips, and see which one looks good. Jake looks over at you, and blurts,

“Y/n, I’m your secret admirer.”

you look up at him in disbelief. “You? Oh-” you gasp, “really?”

“really. Y/n, I’ve liked you since the first year of high school with you. When I saw you were my partner for the history project, I tried to be natural. But I fell more for you. I can’t explain how much I like you. Please don’t reject me. I’ll treat you good and be the best boyfriend, I promise.”

You stare at him. Your eyes soften at his speech. And then you smile. “Jake, once I saw the gifts, eunchae thought it was you. I always keep them safe in my drawer. As for the puppy plush, I keep it on my bed. You do resemble a puppy.” You giggle. “Jake, I like you too. I could never reject you. I will also treat you well and be the best girlfriend you can ask for.”

He smiles so big, and then pulls you into a big bear hug. The two of you walk to a bench, and talk for a while. There’s a comfortable silence. Jake looks at you, and starts leaning in suddenly. You do the same until your lips touch his. You lips mold perfectly with his, and his mold perfectly with yours. There are fireworks in your stomach exploding with happiness. Once you pull away, he smiles at you, and pulls you into his arms. You watch the sky, and how the clouds move slowly. He whispers into your ear, “I love you.”

Jake was your happiness and you were his too.

.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.

bonus!-

Jake walks you home that night, and you exchange goodbye kisses. You hug him goodbye, and walk into your home.

“soo how was it?” Eunchae asks out of nowhere. It jump in surprise, as you have forgotten eunchae was staying over. You look over at her a smile ear to ear.

“it was amazing.” You tell her you would take a shower first before spilling everything.

The two of you do face masks , and you spill everything that happened. In the middle of your story, you get a text.

jakey <3 - I love you, goodnight ❣️

you show eunchae, and you both squeal. “I finallly have a boyfriend now!” You say. Eunchae laughs with you. You respond to Jake a few minutes later.

you- I love you too, sweet dreams 💗

When jake reads the message, he kicks his feet in the air and hides his face into his pillow.

.·:*¨¨* ≈☆≈ *¨¨*:·.

a/n- sorry guys you can imagine the rest 😍

Thank you for reading!! I got a bit carried away.. I literally write fanfics every week, so make sure to look forward to them 😡 okay byeee ly guys and stay safe <3

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Always Darling | 5 | J.Seresin

H E R E W E G O A G A I N

Summary: 5 years after the Uranium Mission, Jake and Willow think they’re at a calm in their life. But not everything is as it seems.

Pairings: Jake "Hangman" Seresin x OC!Willow "Vixen" Seresin, brief mentions of Pete "Maverick" Mitchell x OC Daughter!Willow "Vixen" Seresin and Bradley "Rooster" Bradshaw x OC God Sister!Willow "Vixen" Seresin

Warnings: lots of crying, mentions of divorce, Seresin kids are sad, Cute Seresin family moments… lemme know if I should add more!

Note: let’s not talk about the 4 months it took me to write this 😁🙃

Apr 2024 note: I did end up updating this into an OC as I dont write my series as a reader insert anymore.

Word count: 5k

Masterlist | Always Darling Masterlist

“Beckett Walker give me back my book!” 12 year old Ellorie shouts chasing her 4 year old little brother.

“Woah slow your roll little man!” Willow laughs as Beckett runs between her and the kitchen cabinet. Beckett laughs running past Elle as she runs into the kitchen.

“Ugh! Mom! Beck stole my book!”

“Okay okay, I’ll get him.” Willow sets down the bread in her hand and walks out to the living room. “Beck, honey, where’s your sister’s book?”

“I wanna read too, mama!” Beck jumps onto the couch, the book clutched tight in his hands.

“I know buddy but this is Elle’s book, if you ask nicely maybe she’ll read you one of your books.”

“Please Ellie!” He pleads, pulling the puppy dog eyes.

“Come on Beck. Let's go pick one out.” Elle sighs, guiding her brother to his room.

“You’re such a good big sister.” Willow laughs, going back to the kitchen.

“Only because I have too!” Willow chuckles at the comment, knowing Elle loves being a big sister. Willow returned to the kitchen, making the kids lunches for school when Jake walked out of the bedroom.

“Good morning Commander Seresin.” Jake smiles, kissing his wife.

“What's up with you?” Willow questions, putting the various items into the lunch pails.

“Can’t be excited to see my beautiful wife in the morning?”

“You can when you say ‘my beautiful wife’ but my rank? Somethings up Jake.” Willow turns around in Jake’s hold, his hands resting on the counter on either side of her.

“Okay okay. I got a call today.”

“And?”

“12 month deployment. We leave next week.” Jake sighs.

“Shit.” Willow drops her head to Jake’s shoulder. “A whole year?”

“I’ll find an excuse to not go? Maybe baby number 3?” Jake smirks, raising his brows at her.

“One, no more kids. Beck is the last one. Two, there’s no getting out of deployments, even with a pregnancy. Remember the mission a week before Beck was born?” Willow sighs, rubbing Jake’s shoulders.

The day Jake had to leave was almost as hard as when Willow found out Jake went missing. The pregnancy had been so much worse than Elle’s. Morning sickness lasted the whole nine months and Willow had at least 5 scares in the last 3 months and to top it all off, Jake was still overseas until Beck was 6 months old. He barely made it to a serviced area to be there over FaceTime.

“You gonna be okay?” Jake questions, holding her close.

“We’re always okay.” Willow smiles. “But ask me again when you call, I may be crying cause I miss you so much.”

“Hey, we’ll get through it. We always do.” Jake presses a kiss to her lips before stepping away. “But we have a whole week together. Beck! Elle! Let's go! We're gonna be late!”

“Coming!” Elle shouts.

“You wanna be on drop off duty today?” Willow asks, handing Jake the kids lunches.

“Of course darlin. See you at work.”

“Bye mama!” Elle runs by hugging her mom as she passes.

“Bye bye mama.” Willow squats to Becks level and he kisses her cheek.

“Such a gentleman.” She leads him outside, Beck insisting Willow walk outside first. “Be good for Daddy, little man.”

“Love you mama!” Both Elle and Beck shout as they climb into Jake’s truck, Beck with Jake’s assistance.

“See you on base darlin.” Jake kisses his wife again before climbing in and pulling out of the driveway.

Willow smiled, waving as the truck drove by, disappearing from her sight. She quickly heads back inside grabbing her things before climbing into her own car and heading to base.

“Hey Vixen.”

“Hey Bradley. Leaving with the team next week for the deployment?” Willow unlocks her office and Bradley follows her in.

“No, I had some leave pre-approved. I’ll be in Virginia for about a month and a half.” Bradley tells her.

“Oh? Visiting old friends?” Willow questions.

“Actually wrapping up mom’s estate, I think I’ve put it off long enough.” Bradley tells her. “Which is why I’m here. I was wondering if you had enough vacation days to come with. With Jake gone, figured you could use the distraction.”

“I guess it would be nice to show the kids a bit of my childhood.” Willow laughs. “They literally live in Jake’s every Christmas.”

“Yes! Come on Vix! For old times sake!” Bradley pleads.

“Fine! But I’m not flying the kids out there.”

“I’d appreciate the company and the help.” Bradley smiles.

“I’ll put the request in. Wanna road trip with us?” Willow questions pulling the paperwork up on her computer. “Be kind of nice to stop by the ranch, let the kids see everyone.”

“Of course. I’ll get everything set up for the drive.” Bradley smiles. “I’ll meet you at your house after they ship out.”

“See you Bradley.” Willow calls as he heads out of her office. She pulls up the leave request, filing everything as needed. Hours had passed when suddenly there was a knock on her door.

“Commander Seresin?”

“Yes?” Willow looks up to see one of her students standing at her door. “Lieutenant Jones, what can I do for you?”

“With graduation on Saturday, I just wanted to thank you, Commander. I didn’t think I could do this when I got here. You made me see otherwise.”

“I’m glad you figured it out, Lieutenant. You wouldn’t have been brought here if you didn’t belong.” The pilot nods before turning to exit but is stopped by Willow. “Oh Lieutenant, if you see Lieutenant Commander Seresin on your way out, would you let him know I need to see him?”

“Yes Ma’am.” Willow smiles at the young man as he leaves the room. She finalizes her paperwork, printing off a copy of everything before emailing it to the necessary people. She receives an immediate response from Admiral Simpson approving the leave. The man was sending her husband overseas for a year, the least he could do was give her a decent vacation time.

“Hey Darlin, was walking over with lunch when a very nervous pilot said you needed to see me.” Jake chuckles, setting the sandwiches he brought onto her desk. “Pretty sure he thinks you sent him for me so we can have sexy time in your office.” Jake winks as he drags a chair around to the side of her desk.

“Never happening again. You got us caught by Mav, Rooster, and Warlock that day.” Willow raises a brow at him as she slides the leave papers across the desk to him before reaching for her sandwich.

“Leave? Darlin I’m gonna be on deployment I can’t vacation.” Jake sighs, sliding the papers away. Willow sighs, she takes a bite of her sandwich and slides the papers back towards him. She points at the name before picking up her sandwich again. “Why are you going on vacation?”

“Bradley has decided to finally pack up his mom’s house so I'm going to help him.” Willow answers.

“And the kids?”

“They’re coming with us.” Willow turns to her husband. “We're gonna drive through and stop in Texas. See your parents and sisters.”

“That’ll be good. Good distraction from it all.” Jake smiles at her. “I can’t believe I’m saying this but I’m glad you and Rooster are close.”

“Well we needed a godfather for our son.” Willow laughs.

“Don't remind me.” Willow could see Jake facepalming in his mind. “I'd rather have it be Coyote.”

“Regret demanding that he be Elle’s, don't ya?” Willow teases.

“I regret it everyday because you threatened to kick me out of the room. I was scared I was gonna miss it.” Jake retorts.

“Don’t piss off a pregnant woman. Definitely don't piss off one who had to give up a year of her career because you can’t pull out.” She glares.

“You win, I was an ass. I’m sorry darlin.” He leans close to her, his signature smile plastered on his face, puppy eyes in full effect or as Willow calls them the Seresin Pity Eyes since Jake, the kids, and Jake’s entire family could do it but her.

“Apology,” she kisses his waiting lips. “Not accepted.” She smirks, turning back to her food and ignoring the shocked look on his face.

“Puppy dog eyes always work on you!” He wines.

“No. They work when Beckett does them.”

“But Beck is literally just a mini version of me.” Jake drags the eyes back out. Willow looks at her husband. Every inch of Beck screamed Jake. Bright green eyes, shaggy blond hair, even the little southern twain he picked up from his father and sister.

“With my attitude. That's why he’s a mama’s boy.” Willow laughs. “Same way Elle looks like me but has your attitude. Plus she’s had you wrapped around her finger since the day you found out we were expecting. Daddy’s girl.”

“Bullshit they’re both daddy’s little angels and you know it.” Jake smiles. The kids love their dad, they really do. Whenever Willow had said no to anything they immediately went to Jake and all they had to do was whip out the puppy eyes and he was a goner.

“They love you. They're gonna miss you this year.”

“I hate leaving them.” Jake sighs. “I think we should bring them to the docs like we did when Elle was little. Let them say bye to everyone.”

“I think that's a great idea. Beck will definitely love it.” Willow smiles. “You leave Sunday right?” Her smile drops on the topic, bringing it up was honestly not how she planned to spend their lunch hour but she knew it was better to bring it up sooner rather than later.

“Yea, I was thinking we could get everyone together for a beach day on Saturday. One last hoo-rah with the kids?”

“Sounds like a great plan, I know they’ll love to get some time with you all before you leave.”

“I’ll let the team know.” Jake smiles at her. When she doesn’t return the smile, Jake knows she’s in her head. “Hey, you know I love you right?” Willow simply nods, focusing on the sandwich before her. “Darlin.” Jake reaches over to grab her hand. “I’m going to come home to you like always if that's what you’re worried about.”

“Its not that.” She glances up at him. “And you can’t say like always. You almost didn’t a few times.”

“I’m here aren't I?”

Willow gave him the look, the ‘don’t be a smartass with me’ look. “You’re just going to miss so much. First day of school, birthdays, anniversaries, Christmas, all of it. I don’t know if I can do that on my own.”

“Hey. You are the most badass person in the Navy by far. You are going to be able to handle this next year with grace and beauty as you do everything else.” Jake kisses her temple as he stands. “I gotta get back to my meetings. I love you. I’ll see you tonight.”

“Bye. Love you.” Willow replies softly. Jake sighs as he turns to leave.

His detachments were always rough. Willow and Jake have been leaving each other behind on and off their entire careers, it has always been difficult leaving. And it only got worse when Elle was born. Willow was called away less after Elle’s birth, part of that being Ice’s doing, but the more Jake got called away the more strained their relationship got. Willow felt so alone in the early years of their marriage that when she made a comment about divorce to Ice, Jake was on a plane home the next day. After months of counseling, leave time, and minimal communication, Jake and Willow had worked through their rough patch.

But then Jake got called out a week before Beck was born, and it almost set them back to where they were all those years ago. Jake knew this one would strain them again. He just hoped that this trip with Bradley would make it less so since she wouldn’t be alone.

“Please don’t go daddy.” Beck cries as his small arms are wrapped tightly around Jake’s neck.

“I’ll be back before you know it, little man.” Jake holds his son, trying to soothe his little cries. “You’re gonna have so much fun with mama and sissy, even Uncle Rooster is gonna be there.” Jake internally groaned after he made the comment, still hating that his kids took to their “Uncle Rooster” too easily for his liking.

“Am I gonna see gramma and grampa too?” Beck sniffles, still not releasing his dad.

Jake chuckles softly. “Yea and Aunties and your cousins.” Jake pries his son’s arms away from his neck to look him in the eyes. “You’re gonna have so much fun, you won’t even know I’m gone.” Jake smiles at the little boy.

“I’ll know you’re gone.” He pouts. Jake stands from his crunched position, pulling Beck up into his arms.

“Yea, but all you gotta do is talk to mama and she’ll make you feel better. Isn’t that right, mama?” Jake asks as Willow comes over from saying her farewells to Phoenix, Bob, and Coyote.

“Absolutely.” She smiles while kissing her husband’s cheek. “Now give daddy a big hug.” Beck quickly relatches to his father.

“I’ll miss you, daddy.”

“I’m gonna miss you too, little man.” Jake holds Beck tightly. “Can you go to mama so I can hug your sister?”

Beck only nods softly, still crying as he’s passed into Willow’s arms. She whispers to him as she walks over to the rest of the pilots so he can say bye to them too.

Jake smiles at his wife and son before turning to his oldest who stands off to the side, alone. “Come here, pumpkin.” Elle's eyes fill with tears as she moves into her dad’s arms.

“I don’t like it when you leave.” She softly cries into her father’s chest.

“I know pumpkin. I don’t like leaving either.” He holds his daughter close.

“But you have to go.” Jake only nods at her words, wanting to hold his little girl just a little longer. He wouldn’t be able to say she’s his little girl come next year. She’s turning 13 next May, a teenager. Jake lets a few tears slip when he realizes what he’s missing. Beckett starts Kindergarten in 2 months. Elle graduates from 8th grade next year. And he’s going to miss Willow’s captain promotion come September that Cyclone had privately informed Jake about a month ago.

“I’ll be back before you know it.” Jake kisses her head softly before pulling back to look into her green eyes, identical to his own. “Look after your mama and brother okay?”

“I always do.” Elle smiles softly.

“That’s my girl.” He kisses her temple before tickling her sides softly. “Why don’t you help you brother say bye to everyone so I can talk to Mama.” Elle nods, giving her dad one more hug before she runs over to the large group of aviators surrounding the 4 year old.

“Hey handsome.” Willow smiles as she makes her way back to her husband.

“Darlin.” Jake smiles, pulling his wife in for a kiss.

“They’re gonna miss you.” She pulls back from the kiss to rest her head on his chest, she watches the majority of the dagger squad hugging her kids.

“I’ll miss them more.” Jake smiles softly. “But mostly you.” He holds her tightly until their superiors are giving the signal to leave. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Willow looks up, kissing him one final time. “Come home safely.”

“Always darling.” Jake follows his friends towards the carrier as Elle and Beck come up beside their mom. Willow lifts Beck from the ground to hold her still crying son.

“It’s okay, little man. Look, daddy’s waving from the boat.” Beck looks up and waves back at Jake one final time before he disappears from their sight.

“Grandma! Grandpa!”

“Oh there’s my precious grandbabies!” Jake’s mom pulls Elle and Beck into a massive hug before they pull away to hug their grandpa. “Hi sweetheart.” She turns to hug Willow.

“Hey Mama.” Willow smiles, hugging her mother in law. “This is Bradley, also called Rooster, my god-brother.”

“It's a pleasure to meet you, ma’am.”

“Please, just Mama. Everyone calls me that, no point in changing it now.” She chuckles. “Come on in! Nancy should be here any minute with the kids for dinner so the kids can see each other.”

“I see why the kids use Mama instead of mom or mommy.” Bradley laughs, following Mama, Willow falling instep with him.

“Good ol southern boy. That's Jake.” She laughs. “He actually started it, said he couldn’t imagine our kids calling me anything different.”

“How are you holding up?” Bradley questions.

“The same as I was when you asked me yesterday at my house. I miss him but I’m fine.” Willow groans.

“Auntie Willow!”

Willow turns at the call of her name, 18 year old twins Maddelyn and Gracelyn come barreling down the hallway. “My favorite nieces!” Willow tugs them both into a hug. “What are you two doing here? I thought you’d be off enjoying your last summer of freedom. Excited to start at UT?”

“Actually…” Grace starts and Maddie continues, finishing each other's thoughts.

“We start at the Naval Academy in August.”

“No way! That's so exciting!” Willow smiles at the girls. “Do you know what you wanna do when you graduate?”

“Aviation.” Maddie answers.

“Just like you and Uncle Jake.” Grace continues.

“Well I look forward to seeing Lieutenants Seresin in my Top Gun class in a few years.” Willow smiles. “I think Elle and Beck are in the backyard.”

“Race ya!” Grace shouts, sprinting to the backdoor. Willow laughs watching the girls run up to each other. Despite the seven year age gap, Elle saw Maddie and Grace as her older sisters and loved every opportunity to see them.

“I see the girls already beat me here.”

“Hey Nancy.” Willow turns to face her sister in law. “Yea twins are already outside with Elle. Hey Tommy Boy.” Willow ruffles the hair of her 6 year old nephew.

“Hi Auntie Willow. Where’s Uncle Jake?”

“He’s on a big boat for work.”

“But he promised more plane facts.” The boy pouts.

“You know, I brought someone with me.” Willow kneels down before the boy. “Tommy, this is Rooster. He’s a pilot like me and Uncle Jake.”

“Do you know about cool planes too?”

“Yea, in fact I know more than your Uncle Jake does.” Rooster answers, squatting down to Tommy’s level.

“But Uncle Jake knows everything!” Tommy defends, always quick to defend his favorite uncle.

“You’re right. Uncle Jake knows everything but I know beyond everything.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Oh yeah.”

“Why don’t you show Rooster where the living room is and ask him a million questions?” Willow suggests. Tom immediately grabs Bradley by the hand and drags him away from his mother and aunt.

“Hey Willow.”

“Hey Nance.” Willow wraps her sister-in-law in a tight hug. Of all of Jake’s sisters, Nancy was the closest to Willow. “Before you ask. I’m okay.”

“I wasn’t going to.” Nancy laughs, leading towards the kitchen.

“Bullshit.” Willow laughs.

They had only spent one night on the ranch much to the kids' dismay before embarking on another two days' drive to Virginia Beach. Elle and Beck slept most of the way there, giving Willow and Rooster time to catch up as they switched off driving, talking, and sleeping. When they finally arrived at Bradley and Willow’s childhood home, both kids were fast asleep in the backseat.

“I’ll grab Beck and take the keys, can you grab Elle?” Willow asks, putting the truck into park. Bradley nods passing the house keys into her awaiting hand before moving to pull his niece from her seat.

Willow gently unbuckles Beck and pulls him into her arms. He stirs in her arms, and mutters something not even Willow understands. “Shhh, go back to sleep. It’s okay buddy.” The boy nods off as Willow unlocks the front door, Bradly just behind her with Elle in his arms.

“I’ll put Elle in Mav’s old room, Beck can have mine since it's across from your’s.”

Willow nods, “Where are you gonna sleep?”

“I’ll take the couch.”

“Nonsense, Bradley. At least sleep in your mom’s room.” Willow protests, stopping outside of Bradley’s bedroom. As Bradley sets Elle down on the bed in the room next door.

“I’d rather not go in there, Vix. Not yet at least.” Bradley answers, closing the door.

“Then take your room, Beck can just sleep in my room.”

“I probably won't sleep much, Vix.” Bradley pulls Beck from her. “Get some rest, I’ll keep an eye on the kids if they wake up.” Willow nods, opening her own bedroom door that sits identical to how it looked 27 years ago. “You guys never messed with my room?” She asks when she feels Bradley’s presence behind her.

“I was the only one here for a couple of years before I left for the academy.” Bradley smiles. “Get some rest, Vix.”

“Night Rooster.” Willow barely closes her door, leaving it open to where she can see across the hall to where Beck slept. Laying in her bed she can clearly note the lack of Jake’s scent, something she never spent more than a few days without.

Usually, one of Jake’s hoodies would be wrapped around her but the two she had brought were currently attached to her children, both of which had gravitated to sleeping in their father’s childhood bedroom when they were in Texas. She sighed as she wrapped herself in the blankets, pulling one of the pillows for her to hug in her sleep, soon drifting off.

“Mama?” It wasn’t the question that woke her but the soft sniffles that pulled Willow from her sleep, immediately wanting to check on the child before her. Opening her eyes, she could see Beck standing to the side of the bed, tear streaks visible on his cheeks, proving along his sniffles that he had been crying.

“What’s wrong little man?” She can see his small frame drowning in Jake’s sweatshirt.

“I want daddy.” He lets out, barely over a whisper. “He didn’t come get me when I started crying.” That broke Willow’s heart. Anytime one of the kids cried in the middle of the night, Jake was quick to pull them from their beds and bring them in to sleep between him and Willow.

“You wanna sleep with me tonight?” Willow offers, pulling the blankets back. “I know its not the same without daddy.”

“Please mama?”

“Come here.” Beck scrambles up onto the bed tucking himself against Willow pleading for her to sing to him. She chuckles softly, blaming Jake’s habit of singing to Beck every night when she was pregnant. She sings softly, whatever song first came to mind, holding her son tightly to her as he falls back asleep. Jake’s scent radiates off the hoodie, pulling her to sleep as well.

“Mama! Mama!” Willow is shaken from her sleep. “Uncle Rooster made pancakes!”

“Did he?” Willow yawns, tugging Beck back into the bed.

“Mama! Come on!” Beck giggles as she wraps her arms around him.

“Mama! Beck!” Elle walks into the room. “Uncle Rooster is threatening to eat all the pancakes.”

“Come here.” Willow calls over her daughter.

“He won’t let me eat without yo—!” Willow tugs Elle down next to her, holding both of the kids.

“No, we're having morning cuddles.” Willow laughs, tickling the kids' sides. “How’d you sleep, baby girl?”

“I’m not a baby anymore.”

“Mmm you’re still my baby.” Willow tugs Elle closer. “Always gonna be my baby girl even when you have your own.”

“Hey I thought I sent the munchkins to get you. Not go back to bed.” Bradley asks, stopping in the doorway.

“Mama holding us hostage Uncle Rooster!” Beck squeals as Willow tickles him again.

“Oh no! Uncle Rooster will save you!”

“Mama, no!” Beck squeals again when suddenly Elle joins in. “Ellie!”

“Oh Miss Elle getting in the middle.” Willow laughs, going after her daughter.

“Ahh Mama!”

Bradley takes the opportunity to pull Beck from the bed and over his shoulders. “Quick! Escape!” Bradley takes off running through the house.

“I don’t think so!” Willow jumps up to follow the boys before her phone starts ringing. “Elle can you hand me my phone?” Willow calms her breathing as Elle passes the phone.

“I’ll go get Beck settled for breakfast.”

“Thanks, sweetie.” Willow ruffles her hair as she answers the restricted number. “Commander Seresin.”

“Hey darlin.”

“Jake?”

“How was Texas?” Jake asks.

“It was good. Tommy was really sad that you weren’t there.”

“I’m gonna have to make that up when I get back.” Jake chuckles.

“How’s carrier life?”

“Missing you guys. How are the kids holding up?”

“Missing you. Beck was pretty upset that you didn’t come pick him up when he started crying.” Willow sighs. “He even had me sing him to sleep.”

“God I hate this.” Jake sighs. “Can I talk to them?”

“Yea. They’ll probably take the rest of your call so I love you.”

“I love you too, darlin.” Willow switches the phone to speaker phone and walks out to the dining room.

“Beck, Elle. I got a surprise. Say hi.” Willow says as she sets her phone on the table between the two.

“Hello?” Elle questions.

“Hey pumpkin.”

“Daddy!” Beck shouts, mouth full of pancakes. “Are you coming back?” Willow’s eyes water as she listens to their exchange. Bradley looks up from the stove to see her longing stare and quickly wraps up the pancake he’s working on.

“Vix.” He whispers. “Come here.” He leads her to her bedroom where he finally lets his volume rise. “You okay?” As if that question was finally the key, Willow lets out a sob and Bradley wraps her in a hug, “It’s okay, let it out.” He whispers over and over, waiting for her to slowly calm down.

“I miss him so much.” She sobs.

“I know, Vix.” Bradley sighs. “He’ll be home before you know it.”

“I want him home now.” She cries. “I can’t do this on my own.” She sobs.

“Maybe you should talk to Hang—“

“No!” Willow stops him. “He worries enough as it is when he’s gone. Especially after the amount of times we almost divorced over this. I tell Jake how I’m feeling he’ll retire. And we both know how much he wants to make admiral.”

“Vixen you have roughly 360 days until he comes home.” Bradley reasons. “You’re just going to sit in silence and pretend everything is okay?”

“No. I’m just not gonna tell Jake. Or the kids.” Willow replies. “If he finds out, he’ll come home. He’ll even steal a jet if he had to.”

“Do you at least have someone you can talk to?”

“I have you.” She shrugs, already acting like she didn’t just lose it over a single phone call.

“A professional Vix. You need someone who can help you work through this.”

“I’m fine, Rooster. This isn’t my first rodeo.” Willow turns around, takes a deep breath and then moves back into the main part of the house. “Hey. Dad have to go?” She asks, seeing her children silently eating.

“Yea.” Elle responds.

“But Daddy said he’d call next week!” Beck smiles.

“Remember Beck, he may not get to talk next week. We just gotta wait.” Elle reminds her younger brother. Willow offers a small smile to her daughter, knowing the amount of times Elle got let down cause Jake couldn’t keep a phone call date or would call after bedtime, just barely missing her. “Oh mama, you got a missed call here.” Elle hands her mom her phone.

Willow eyes the voicemail, recognizing the local number before hitting play.

“Good morning, this is Admiral Parker Smith. I’m trying to reach Commander Willow Seresin. If you can give me a call back at…” Willow was barely listening as the Admiral rattled off the contact info.

She dials in the callback number, reading it from the voicemail transcript.

“Admiral Smith.”

“Good morning Admiral Smith. This is Commander Seresin returning your call.”

“Commander, perfect timing. I heard you were in Virginia Beach.”

“I am. Was there something you needed me for?” Willow replies.

“We're sending out a team on an urgent mission next week from Oceana and we need a team leader.” Admiral Smith reports. “Now I read the Uranium Mission file, you headed that squadron did you not?”

“I did.”

“Wonderful! I have papers here for you Commander. You’ll be leading this mission.”

“Sir, I’m here on vacation with my children. Their father just left for a year-long deployment.” Willow protests.

“I’m sorry Commander but you’re exactly what we need for this task. If we had another option we’d take it.” Willow sighs, she glances over at Bradley who’s playing with Elle and Beck as they clean up breakfast.

“How soon do you need me to report?” She asks.

“Tomorrow.”

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Owen Hunt FanFic

First time writing something different. Wondering if I should write more..... please comment if you want more!

Owen Hunt comforting reader after she finds out her shitty bf cheated on her. Reader is Derek's little sister. I hope y'all like it!

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I wake up to the sound of shuffling around my room, I shoot up with a scream and find Karev crawling into the window of my room. I roll over with a groan, “Y/N, if you didn’t let me in, I told you I would find a way in!”

“Y/N! Are you okay,” Derek runs in with a baseball bat in one hand, a phone in the other, and he is breathing hard. “I will kill you-,” Meredith screams with a spatula in her hand, “shit Karev what are you doing?”

I cover myself with the warm comforter, hoping if I hide under it enough, the whole world will be blocked out. Just my luck, I hear Owen and Sloan follow behind Karev, “sweetheart, I know you are upset, but you’re better than him and he shouldn’t have slept with that little hoe of a resident!”

“Jake slept with a freaking res-” anger booms through the room as Derek talks. “I swear to god I am gonna kill him,” Sloan nods and agrees with Derek.

“For the love of God, get the hell out of the room! Please-” I try to get everyone out by being grumpy, something hard for me to pull off, but it sometimes works. No one budges, everyone just stands around.

“Can I get a minute with Y/N alone,” Owen says, apparently everyone follows because I hear footsteps exit the room.

“Is this why you won’t laugh at any of my jokes?” Owen whispers as he lays down next to me and pulls down the covers to see my face. “Y/N, please,” he pulls me to his chest, which breaks down every border I have put up, sobs start coming out of me freely.

“I am so fucking stupid, I fucking let him do that. Everyone knows I am the dumbass that let her boyfriend cheat on her with some newbie dumbass from peds.” His arms pull me tighter into his chest and our bodies melt together. “He has been an asshole for months and I just let him be because I thought he loved me. He acts like we aren’t even in a relationship and now I know why. I am so fucking stupid”

“Please don’t say that, you’ll make me cry,” this makes me stop crying and look up into his deep blue eyes. They crinkled a bit as he smiled at me, I can’t help but giggle. His thumb wipes away a stray tear, “ahh there’s my girl,” his deep voice grumbles in his chest.

“Now, what is one thing that we could do right now that would make you feel better? Something that will make you forget about that fucker who was a complete asshole to you all the time.”

His question is a deep question, part of me wants to go egg his house or slash his tires on his brand new sports car. I know if I said that, Owen and everyone down stairs would hop on that chance as I said I wanted to do it.His hands are rubbing my back, rubbing aimlessly and drawing random shapes, making it hard to focus. “Scissors”

“Scissors? Are we going to cut all of his shit up?” His eyes light up as he laughs at the idea of cutting his stuff up.

I slide from his arms and walk to the dresser, grabbing the hair cutting scissors from the top drawer. I quickly grab one side of my long dirty blond hair and chop it off, then I do it to the other side. My eyes glance down at what I just did, the thrill that is running through me is intense. When I look in the mirror I see I actually gave myself a cute ass bob, my curls falling right around my shoulders.

Owen walks up behind me and runs his fingers through my hair, “fuck.” I give him a questioning look in the mirror, “you look fucking gorgeous.”

I feel butterflies in my stomach and my face turns a light shade of pink, “he fucking loved my hair long. He said if I cut it he would break up with me.”

“What a dick,” his eyes darken with the words I just said, “Long hair, short hair, bald, I don’t give a fuck, I would date you.”

“Owen, you don’t hav-”

“No, Y/N, I have been nice and respected him by being kind enough not to flirt with you. Now that douche is out of the picture and I am going to remind you every fucking second of my life how fucking beautiful you are.”

#greys anatomy #owen hunt #owen hunt x reader #comforting reader #greysedit

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povofjustme · 9 months

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CAOS

I want you

Summary: Whatever Dorcas wants, she gets. And She wanted you.

Warning : 0

Length:1673 words

Pairing: Dorcas Night x OC (fem) reader

PS- didn’t PR so have fun with that 🤣

“Jake I already told you I have plans this weekend” Jake Hells once again was asking me to “hang out” this weekend with him. It’s not that I had anything to do this weekend. It’s just that he was one of the horniest guys I ever met. I mean Nick was one but he never harassed someone like this.

“Oh come on, it will be fun.” Jake could never take no for an answer. Never. “And maybe we could- '' He started to raise his hand to touch my hair but I gently pushed his hair out the way. “Jake, I already said I have plans' ' I need to get away from him, and far. But I just can’t. “Right, and with whom you have plans with,again?”

I don’t know why my mind went blank. He was making me uncomfortable. With that he was just getting closer and closer. I had to make up something, ANYTHING!

“She has plans with me, Jake” I couldn’t see who was coming up behind me but I could always recognize that sweet strong voice anywhere. Dorcas. “Yes, I have plans with Dorcas for the weekend” I look to my right and see the redhead. Her hair was in the braids crowns and her brown dress. She had a smile on her face that I couldn’t make out.

“And what plans do you have with a weird sister? I never seen y’all talk, like ever ""Will- I” for being a witch, I can be a bad lair. I started to mess with the bottom of my shirt. And a habit I had picked up over the years. I couldn't think of anything but Dorcas grabbed my hand into hers. Interlocking her fingers with mine.

“If you must know, she’s my girlfriend.” I looked at her with confusion but then I realized Jake was still in front of us. I just kept a smile on my face.

“So she has plans with her girlfriend for the weekend.” Dorcas kept it together. Holding my hand and giving Jake the death stare. At this moment, Jake looks like he is going to shit himself.

“Now if I see you come near or talk to her, well you know what my sisters and I can do. Come on bae, the girls are waiting for us” with another word, Dorcas pulled me with her. Not a single word comes out of our mouth. She still had her hands together walking down the hallway. I thought she was gonna let go once we were out of Jake's sight, but she never did. I don’t understand why I just went with it.

She walked me to the lunch room where most of the students in the academy were. Still hand in hand, she walked me to where her sisters were sitting. She sat across from them. “You can sit down, my love” Prudence and Agatha looked up at me from their conversation with a smile. Jake was right, I never been around the sisters. Let alone a conversation. I couldn’t run and hide. Everyone was looking. So I did what I was told. Why? I have know fucking idea!

“So sister, I see you found her” Prudence was the one to speak.

I was never scared of the sisters, I just know not to cross them. I’m very powerful myself but I never tried to show it. Coming from being a New Orleans witch and a harvests girl. I just come with a lot of responsibilities when people know who you really are. I just try to stay out of the spotlight with certain things.

They kept on talking, I wasn’t paying attention to anything with we’re saying. Until I could feel Dorcas hand on mine again. “Come with us”

Walking down the hallway, they were in the regular formation. I stayed in the back. Right behind Prudent. They took me into their dorm room. Walking in, the door closed behind me. Now that we are behind closed doors, I feel as if I can breathe and speak again.

“What the Heavens just happened?” All three of the sisters of Night looked at me.

“Helping me out with Jake, which I really appreciate by the way but calling me your girlfriend and then holding me hand in front of everyone” I need to get everything out of my chest. If it was a plan or anything going on, I at least had the right to know. “I just want, no. I need to know what that was about”

Dorcas come up to me and put me on the bed. Now she’s standing in front of me and Prudent and Agatha are standing on to the side. “You are my girlfriend now. And it will stay the way from a while” she said with know hesitation. “Why me, you could have anyone. Literally anyone from this academy”

“I wanted you” “why?” “There is know, why?” Am confused, so confused. I just couldn’t wrap my head around it. “Think of this, you can date me. And Jake won’t mess with you know more. Call it a win win” “I never agreed to this Dorcas, don’t get me wrong. You are a beautiful person but I never agree to this. I don’t know you” she got down on my level and touched my knee. Somehow. I got this sense of relaxation from someone who loves to hurt people in their free time.

“Okay, you really want to know?” “Yes, I do. '' Dorcas looked at her sister. They both gave her a head nod, and walked out the room. Once the doors were closed she started talking. “Today in class, I heard some boys talking about how Jake had a special surprise for you this weekend. And it wasn’t good. For some reason I had a feeling to protect you” she stopped mid way to look away from me. “I needed to do something. I overheard them talking about how Jake was going to be the first one to have you”

I have been at the academy for over 3 years now. I keep up with school work. I have only one friend and try to make my family proud. Having to learn double the spells from being a New Orleans witch and A sister of the night. I didn’t want to get mixed in with the people here. And that means dating. I guess the boys are keeping track. I just never thought Dorcas Night would be too.

“I didn’t want that. So I claimed you before anyone else did. So like I said, date me. You are going to be under my sisters and I's protection . And no boy will try anything” I didn’t know how to feel about any of this. But it doesn't seem so bad. But at the same time. I never asked for this. “Am sorry Dorcas but I can’t. Am sure I I’ll be fine” I knew I fucked up when I walked out the door but everything was going wrong for me. I needed to keep my head in the game.

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“Okay witches and warlocks, that’s us for today. You may now leave” I grabbed the rest of my things that I had for the day and started to walk out the door. Around the corner, I came to see the one and fuckin only Jake Hells. He was just so pushy. He had his back against the wall with his feet crossed. Once he saw me I tried walking past him. “Hey, Hey, Hey. You’re not gonna say Hi to me”. The more I think about it. Jake is such a pick-me boy.

“What do you want Jake” not even stopping, he was still in my ass. “So, are we still on for this weekend?” “Heavens I could never get a break from you. Why are you so pushy?”

“I know you fake that shit with Dorcas Night, so come on.” I should have thought through what I was going to do next. But I didn’t. I saw Dorcas walking down the Hall with her sisters. I looked at Jake in the face with a good gummy smile. The closer the sister got, I turned my body to the girls.

“Watch and see,” I said to him.

When my back was away from him, I gave Dorcas the ‘help me get this fucker away’ from me eyes. Her and the sister stopped 6 feet away from us. “Hello Dorcas, Hello sisters' ' The girls all said hello at the same time. I walked up to Dorcas, give her a kiss. At this point I wanted it to be real. To get Jake off my back. I even pulled my left hand in her neck to make the kiss go deeper.

I pulled away from her with a soft small smile. She grabbed onto my hand so I could be by her side. “Did my sister worry about what would happen if you go near her girlfriend again?” Prudence started off with. “You can just not take the hint?” Agatha finishes off. “Now we have to go back on my word” Dorcas had a stone cold face.

“Sleep well tonight” they all said together.

Not giving Jake enough time to respond, Prudences pushed him out the way. Not far along, Dorcas had both of her hands on my arm. She leaned her chin on my shoulder.

“So what made you change your mind, my love” she whispered in my ear. I looked to my right to see her with a soft smile. “Maybe this won’t be a bad idea, I just want to know what comes out of it for you” I told her

“Like I said, I want you. And now I got you

Part 2?

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vanfleeter · 8 months

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Doesn't Stay In Vegas (8) // JTK

Characters: Jake x Catie (OC) Warnings: 18+ as always, smut, quick penetrative sex, mentions of sickness, but boatloads of fluff and husband!Jake. Author's Note: Apologies that it took so long to get this finished. I hit writer's block and been super busy soccer but alas, tis here and is ready. I hope you enjoy!

The day has finally come.

Tour begins again. Luckily it kicks off in Nashville so they still have a little more time to spend together.

Waking up that morning, Jake is greeted with coffee and waffles for breakfast and a wildly happy wife. Returning a beaming smile back at her, he pulls her in for a kiss.

“You’re so beautiful.” He says.

She scoffs and shakes her head. “Not in the slightest.”

He sucks his teeth and kisses her forehead. “Yes, you are.”

“No..” She retorts. “I’m bloated, my breasts hurt, my feet feel like I’ve been walking for miles, the baby keeps resting on my bladder making me have to pee every five minutes..” She deeply inhales and lets her head fall onto his shoulder. “This pregnancy sucks and I’m only in the first trimester.” Jake chuckles and rubs circles into her back with the palms of his hands. “What am I going to do while you’re gone?” She says as she turns to face him and rests her head on his shoulder again. Suddenly her head shoots up making him jerk away. “What about finding out the gender? We were supposed to do that together.”

“And we can,” He says, rubbing her shoulders. “You let me know what time the appointment is and when and we can facetime each other.”

“But Jake, I want you there with me.”

“I know, I want to be there too but we have to work with what we got.” He kisses her forehead and pulls her into his chest. “No matter what, I will be there with you in some form.”

Jake’s phone starts to ring and he pulls it out to see their manager calling. “Hey, what’s up?” He says answering the call. “Right now?” He sighs. “Yeah, I’ll be on my way soon.” He hangs up and puts his phone away.

“You have to go?” Catie asks.

Jake nods his head and wraps his arms around her and gives her a kiss. “I’ll leave a pass for you with security at the back entrance.”

Pouring coffee into a travel mug, Jake grabs a couple waffles and sticks them in his mouth as he gathers his keys and wallet from the glass bowl in the foyer. “I wuff oo!” He calls through the waffles still stuffed in his mouth before pulling open the front door and sprinting out to his car.

Leaning against the doorframe, Catie watches as he climbs into his truck and pulls out of the driveway. He gives her a wave out of the driver window as he drives off down the street. Huffing a breath of air, Catie steps back into the house and closes the door.

–

“Hey beautiful mama!” Josh exclaims when he sees Catie walking down the hall of the backstage area. He throws his arms around her to give her a hug. “You’re looking fabulous!” He leans away and glances down at her stomach. “I spy a little bump.” He says with a smile.

Catie returns the smile and places her hands on the little bump. “Have you seen Jake?” She asks.

“Back in his dressing room. He’s been restringing The Beloved for the past ten minutes.” Josh chuckles. “I’m about to head to the bar to get a drink, want anything? Water? Tea?”

“No, I’m good, thanks though.”

Josh gives her a gentle squeeze to her hand before walking off down the hall in the opposite direction.

Finding Jake’s dressing room, she slips inside when noticing he was on the phone with someone. “Yeah, I get it.. No, no, it’s okay.. Just uh..” He clears his throat as he runs his hand over the back of his neck. “I just thought maybe..” He sighs. “Never mind, it’s fine.” He hangs up and sets his phone on the make up table.

“Everything alright?” You ask.

“Oh yeah, just some scheduling conflicts,” He sighs before shaking his head. “But it’s nothing to worry about.” He gives her a reassuring smile as he makes his way across the room.

A smirk spreads across her face as she locks the door to the dressing room. Jake eventually catches on and he grabs her hands and pulls her into him.

“Hormones?”

Catie nods her head. “Raging.”

He chuckles and leans down to kiss her. “Need me to satisfy you?”

“I’m begging..” Catie says as she clings to his shirt.

“I have time.” Jake says as he brings her to the couch. Discarding both of their pants, he pulls her onto his lap and she immediately sinks down on his cock. He groans and grips her ass. “Geez, Catherine..” His head falls back against the couch as Catie bounces on his dick.

“I’ve been dying for this all day.. Of course it happens as soon as you leave..” She says. “I’ve tried everything. All the fucking toys. Nothing satisfied me enough…”

Without warning, Jake pulls her off of him and bends her over to the arm of the couch before pushing himself back inside of her. Her moans fill the room and he thrusts into her faster.

“Fuck..” He groans. “If you’re like this the entire pregnancy, I may just have to bring you on tour..” He says. “I could fuck you every fucking day.”

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

He chuckles and pinches your ass cheek. “Very much, yes.”

“Fuck Jake..” She moans.

He feels her walls clenching around her and he drives himself faster and deeper inside of her. “Come on baby, coat me.”

It wasn’t much longer before Catie reached her climax and Jake followed. Once they both relaxed, he pulled out of her and helped her down onto the couch. After cleaning the both of them up, he helps her put her pants back on and pulls his back up.

A knock comes on the door followed by a woman’s voice. “Jake?”

“Yeah?” He calls as he fixes his hair in the mirror.

“You need to start getting dressed.”

“I’m on it.” He says as he steps away from the mirror.

“I’ll be back in thirty minutes to get started on your makeup.”

Once he knew she was gone, he went to unlock the door and came back to rest beside Catie on the couch. “Feel satisfied now?” He says draping his arms around her shoulders.

“Very..” She says as she turns her head to look at him. She stands up from the couch and pulls him up with her. “Start getting dressed before Vi comes back and whoops your ass for not being ready.” Jake chuckles and kisses her cheek. “And while you do that, I’m gonna go look for food. I’m starving.”

“I fucked you so good that it gave you an appetite?”

“Sort of.. But I just have been eating all goddamn day. I won’t be surprised if I gain so much weight. Between the water retention and me eating so much, I’m gonna look like I’m pregnant with twins.”

Jake shrugs his shoulders. “You’ll still look beautiful.”

A knock comes on the door followed by Vi’s voice. “Jake? Are you ready?”

“Yeah!” He calls.

The door opens and Vi steps inside. “Jacob, you’re not changed in your stage outfit yet.” She groans, making him laugh.

“Sorry Jen,” Jake laughs. “Got a little distracted.”

“I don’t want to know,” Vi says as she waves her hand in the air. “Get in your chair. We’ll get changed afterwards.”

“I’ll see you later,” Catie says, giving him a kiss. “Bye.”

“Mm, bye love.” Jake hums as he leans back in his chair.

—

“I can’t believe you showed your ass.” Josh laughs as they walk down the hall back to their dressing rooms.

Jake laughs along as runs a hand through his hair. “Just thought I’d have a little fun.” He says laughing as he reaches for the door handle of his dressing room.

Josh chuckles and shakes his head. “Well hurry up and get dressed, we’re all gonna go out for celebratory drinks for the first show.”

“Sounds great, I’ll meet ya’ll outside in a few minutes.”

Walking inside the room, Jake’s smile falters when he finds the room empty. Or so he thought. Closing the door, he steps further into the room when he hears Catie in the bathroom. Quickly grabbing a bottle of water from the mini fridge, he rushes over to the bathroom and peers in to find her bent over the toilet.

He reaches for her hair and bunches it together behind her head. Once she is finished, he cracks open the bottle of water and hands it to her. “Feeling alright?” He asks as he helps her stand from the floor.

She nods her head and takes a drink of water. “I am now.” She says. “This morning sickness sucks..”

“Want to head home?” He asks as he rubs her back.

“Yeah, but you go out with the guys. Celebrate the first night of the tour.” She says.

“But you–”

“Jake, I’ll be fine.” She says. “Besides, your mother offered to come over and lend a hand if I need one.” She reaches up and kisses his cheek. “You did wonderfully out there tonight–absolutely stunning. I’ll see you in the morning.”

Though he was having a fun time out with his brothers celebrating the first night of their tour, he couldn’t help but think about Catie. He feels slightly guilty being out all night partying while she’s stuck at home and feeling sick. He’s grateful that his mother stepped up but that should be his job to take care of his wife. He should be there with her.

Downing the rest of his beer, he stands up from the table and goes to join Josh at the bar. “Hey brother!” Josh beams a wide smile as he wraps his arm around Jake’s shoulder. His smile falters when he sees Jake’s solemn face. “Everything alright?” He asks. “Need another drink?”

“No, I’m okay.” Jake says waving his hand in front of him. “I think I’m gonna head out. I should be home with Catie.” He says.

Josh nods his head and pats Jake’s shoulder. “Well go on, I’ll be sure to drink for the two of us.”

Jake chuckles. “I’m sure you will.”

Retrieving his wallet and keys, he heads out of the bar and orders an Uber to take him home. Reaching the front stoop, he unlocks the front door and quietly steps inside. Nearly every light was turned off except the faint glow of the end table lamp lit in the living room. Slipping out of his shoes and setting his keys inside the glass bowl, he peers into the living room and finds his mother asleep on the couch. Smiling to himself, he goes over and pulls a blanket over the top of her before kissing her forehead and shutting the lamp off.

Setting the house alarm and locking the door, he climbs the stairs to the second floor and makes his way to the bedroom. Upon opening the door, he finds Catie curled up underneath the covers. The only thing lighting up the room is the television as reruns of Full House play. Stripping out of his clothes and crawling into the bed, he pulls the covers over himself and curls his body around her small frame. She stirs slightly before rolling over to face him. Her eyes flutter open and she looks up at him.

“What time is it?” She asks as she cuddles into him.

“Just after one.” He says.

“And you’re home early? I was kind of hoping I’d find you passed out on the living room couch all hungover..” She giggles.

“That would’ve made for an interesting morning, considering my mom’s down there.”

She giggles again and wraps her arm over his waist. “Why did you come early?”

“Because..” He softly sighs. “As your husband, it is my duty to take care of you–at least while I’m still here.” He kisses her forehead and pulls her in closer to his body. “I was also feeling guilty about being out with the guys when you’re here sick.”

“Well you’re very sweet but you do realize that’s how it’s gonna be while you’re on tour.”

Jake sighs and rests his head against hers. “I know.. I just wish that I wasn’t leaving you alone.”

“Oh I won’t be alone,” Catie says as she slightly pulls away from him. “Your mother offered to come down once a month for a weekend, and to call every day to check up on me.”

“Oh did she now?”

She nods her head. “I think we’re making a little bit more progress in the right direction.” She says. He chuckles and rubs her back.

“I’m glad to hear that.” He says. “Now go back to sleep.” He kisses her forehead once more before nestling his face into her hair.

What felt like he was asleep for a while, was only about two hours when he was shaken awake. He groans and pulls the sheets over his head. “Baby…” He hears Catie whine.

“Catie.. I told you to sleep..”

“I know, and I was.. But Jake..” She whines again as she shakes him again.

He sighs and turns over. “What?”

“I really want a pizza.”

Jake eyebrows crease together. “A pizza?” Catie nods her head. “Catie, it’s three am.. Everywhere is closed.. Go back to sleep..” He says before rolling back over onto his side.

“But Jake-”

“Catherine.. I promise I will buy whatever you want when the world is awake but right now our part of the world is in a slumber and so should you.” He grumbles against his pillow. He hears her huff before falling back into the pillows.

“Jake..”

“Go to sleep..”

“But Jake…”

Jake grumbles something incoherent under his breath and turns back over to face her. “If it’s another craving, the store is closed–even the twenty-four hour marts–they decided they wanted to sleep too, so they closed early.”

“But–”

“I said I’d get your pizza tomorrow..”

“I don’t want pizza anymore..”

Jake exhales before pulling himself up to sit against the headboard of the bed. “Then what is it that you are wanting?” He says as he folds his arms over his chest.

“Pickles..”

He slowly nods his head. “Of course.”

“And peanut butter.”

“The classic.” He sighs.

“I know we have here,” Catie says as wraps her arms around his bicep and rests her chin on his shoulder. “Please?”

He shakes his head. “I’m not going down there alone.”

“But my back..”

Jake shakes his head and pulls away so he can climb off of the bed. “If you want your pickles and peanut butter,” He slides on his slippers and reaches for his robe that hangs off of one of the bedposts. “Then you’re coming with me.” He says.

“But..”

“I will give you a back massage while we’re down there.” He holds out his hand to Catie. She crawls across the bed and takes his hand.

Pulling open the door to the pantry, he retrieves a jar of peanut butter and sets it in front of her before opening the fridge and taking out the jar of pickles. He pops the lid off the jar and slides it to her with a clean fork. He kisses her temple and stands behind her.

“I know I’ve been annoying..” She says, making him chuckle. He leans down and gently kisses the nape of her neck as he moves his hands down to the lower half of her back and gently rubs his palms into her skin. “You’re too sweet.”

“I do it because I love you.”

“Even when my hormones are all over the place and I’m a raging bitch?”

“Even when you’re yelling at me and blaming me for getting you pregnant or when you’re a crying mess–even when you’re all bubbly and cheery, I will always love you.” He pulls away and slides onto the stool beside her and reaches for a pickle from the jar.

“Can you imagine how differently our lives would be if we never got married?” Catie says before dipping her pickle into the peanut butter jar and scooping out a large glob of it.

“We’d be different people,” Jake says. He leans elbows on the counter. “But honestly, I don’t like imagining that because we never drunkenly got married,” He softly laughs. “We wouldn’t be here–awake at the witching hour eating pickles and peanut butter because of your whacked out pregnancy cravings.. I wouldn’t imagine it any other way.” He takes a bite of the pickle he stole from the jar.

Soft footsteps pad into the room and Karen appears in the threshold. “I thought I heard voices.” She yawns.

“Sorry, Mama.” Jake smiles. “We didn’t mean to wake you.”

“May I ask why you two are awake?”

“Late night cravings.” Catie says as she waves a pickle in the air.

Karen smiles and shakes her head. “Oh I do not miss those in the slightest.” She says. “Your poor father went on the weirdest trips to fulfill mine.”

Jake chuckles. “I almost had to,” He says. “Someone was craving pizza.” He continues as he cocks his head at Catie.

“Let me tell you,” Karen leans on the counter. “I craved pizza so much when I was pregnant with Sammy–especially pizza that had onions and mushrooms and pineapple–Kelly refused to kiss me for a week.” She laughs at Jake's scrunched up face.

He turns to look at Catie and points his finger at her. “Don’t even think about it.” He says.

“What–” Catie huffs. “I can’t control my cravings.”

“I know..” He says. “Just last week I had to go to the store just before they closed to get a rotisserie chicken. The house smelled like chicken all night.”

He begins yawning and rests his chin on the palm of his hand. “Go back to bed,” Catie says as she leans over to kiss his cheek. “You have an early morning and I’ve kept you awake long enough.” He begins to protest but she’s already tugging him off of the stool. “Go on now, I’ll be up soon.” She gives him a kiss and he grimaces.

“Blech,” He shakes his head. “Pickle breath, gross.”

“Oh hush,” Catie giggles as she lightly pushes him. “Your breath tastes just the same.” He chuckles and gives her one last kiss before wishing his mother a ‘goodnight’ and going back upstairs to bed. Karen makes her way over to Catie and takes Jake’s spot on the stool. “So.. With your pizza, what were you craving?”

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