#ay x lili

[charles-leclerizz]

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🏁 Pairings : Carlos Sainz X fem! Reader

🏁 Warnings : smut [nothing major, listed at the end of the writing], fluff, stress [which is aliviated by the smut]

🏁 Word Count : 3.6k words (3612 words)

🏁 Summary : It’s time to celebrate! For everyone else that is. You, on the other hand, will be planning your’s and your fiance’s “engagement week” festivities, until you die. That is, until an impromptu intervention is planned.

🏁 translations via radio comm below

🏁 credits : word dividers by @heavenlayt

🏁 Music player : Good to be by Mark Ambor

“Carlos!” You shouted out, leaning back against the heel of your soft wedges as you reached behind you for more cocktail glasses. The sound of your fiancé’s loafers against the terracotta staircase echoed throughout the ground level as he made his way to the kitchen, where you were working alongside half a dozen cooks.

“Si, Mariposa?” He came up behind you, plucking the crystal margarita glass from your fingers and taking a sip of the peachy, carbonated concoction that you had masterfully created. You giggled when he hummed happily and kissed your neck, “It’s delicious.”

“Ay, Ay, Señor. Tienes que esperar a la luna de miel” An elderly voice scolded from your left followed with a hollow bonk. Carlos hissed, rubbing the back of his head where a thick wooden rolling pin had struck him playfully, “You wound me, Maria.”

He followed with a pained “Literally.” When Maria had merely shot him a fond look over her shoulder as she went back to washing the tomatoes in the deep-set ceramic sink.

“You’re absolutely sure that everyone got the invites?” You leaned down to inspect the dozen drinks that you had made, “Because we invited at least 60 people, and if I make 60 drinks and there are not exactly 60 throats present to ingest them. You are going to remain abstinent until we’re married.”

Carlos stared at you open mouthed, a betrayed expression overtook his face, “So you would choose Maria’s wishes over mine? muy cruel.” He then bought his hands up from your waist to brush your hair from your shoulder, dragging his fingers up your arm-he slipped off the thin spaghetti strap of your white, cotton summer dress to press short, sweet kisses on your skin, “I mean can you really resist this?” He reasoned.

“It would be very easy Mi Amour.” You harrumphed, ignoring the tingling shocks that fluttered beneath your skin at the drag of his lips against your shoulder. You jolted forward when you felt his other hand travel from your waist, down to the front of your dress, “Carlos- I have so much to do. I mean I promised Alex and Lily I would make trifle for dessert, but then your parents have this one friend who hates custard! I mean did you hear the story, he literally puked, and I will not have him puke in my engagement party, nope. Not on my watch.”

You wagged your finger in the air before grabbing another five glasses from their upside-down position on the kitchen island where you were working. Taking the washcloth that sat comofortably in the front pocket of your plaid apron, you began wiping away the droplets of water from the crystal before continuing to babble about your long list of duties for the upcoming week of festivities.

“So, I need to also make these cute fruit tarts that I made that one time. But then I realised that Charles and Max hate kiwi, and the whole dessert is basically that, so for them I’m making this great chocolate gateau, the one at the restaurant? Since they really fucking liked that one.”

You grumbled out the last part, crushing up your freshly picked strawberries that had previously been resting in a metal strainer along with a cream, cotton cover up to keep them moist. The marble mortar grinded against the matching pestle as the sweet fruits reduced to a thick paste.

“On top of that the other like, 40 guests have very specific wants, so I have 20 different things to make along with this signature drink that Jenni designed for us! You know her, right? the bar tender at the other restaurant in Monaco, I learnt how to make it, and you said its good. It’s good right?”

You add a few cups of carbonated water to the pinkish paste in front of you, before turning back to Carlos, who had been patiently listening to you rant- mainly due to the fear that if he were to stop, you would give his ear the same treatment as the berries that remain crushed beneath you, “Si, mi mariposa. Very good.”

You sighed before fully spinning around to face him, resting your back on the dark wood counter, looping your hands around his neck, “I’m sorry Carlito.” You brush a singular strand of hair that fell from its carefully crafted style onto his forehead, “This isn’t very fun for you, is it?” You move onto your tiptoes to reach his cheek.

“Nonsense, I have Papa and Guillermo coming to help with the decorations outside, I think Blanca and Mama are also coming- to help.” He chuckles when you groan happily and bring his head down to kiss his lips graciously.

“Thank you, Mi Amour.” You murmur against his mouth, running your fingers through his hair as his arms came to circle your waist, pulling you against his chest. You sigh against him, melting in his embrace as you barely manage to hold yourself up and anchor yourself on his broad shoulders that strain against the baby blue polo top, he chose to wear.

“AY, SEÑOR,” Maria bumped Carlos slightly as she came rushing through the walkway, trotting determinedly through the low, exposed brick archway and outside to the patio area that was protected from the morning sunrays by the lattice structure that stood tall whilst being overtaken by winding ivy.

Beneath this, Maria sat down at least 3 trays full of freshly sliced vegetables, sun drying them as preparation for the multiple dishes that would be served that evening, “Si no estás aquí para aportar nada útil, sal de la cocina.” She screeched whilst heading to the other side of your estate, towards the large garden that housed many seasoned plants, ready with multiple fruits and vegetables for plucking.

“I think she will cook me next.” He shuddered before laying his forehead on yours, “Do not worry, Mariposa. Everything will turn out fine.”

“Why did I suggest an engagement week.” You pouted, nuzzling your head into his chest, to hide away from all the responsibilities you had brought onto yourself. You shake your head wildly, causing flurries of hair to escape from the bun you had messily done up, “All I know is that it must go well. Maria will for sure have a heart attack if it doesn’t,”

“I still think it’s a good idea” He comforts you, until the melodic sound of the doorbell resounds throughout the house, and he detaches from you, “That must be the back-up.” He winks at you as he jogs off to open the large, rustic door. You watch from the kitchen as Carlos laughs boisterously whilst embracing his family.

His mother and sister quickly wave him off, ushering the men out to the acres of back garden they have yet to decorate to approach you.

Blanca dances up to you, wiggling her arms and hands excitedly as she beams at your exhausted face, “There she is! Beautiful bride-to-be, our mariposa.” The knee length dress she chose skims her legs as the burgundy silk falls from her shoulders delicately, she hugs your neck tightly, swinging you both side to side whilst you flail around.

“Hola, diabla.” You chuckle, catching your mother-in-law’s eyes, you wait until Blanca removes herself from you for Reyes to do the same, but instead of violently rotating you like a ragdoll, she rubs your back and coos sympathetically.

“Ay mi muñeca, you look too tired to be a blushing bride.” She moves her arms from being drawn around your neck to rub your shoulders.

“What can I say? There’s too much to be done for me to be blushing.” You shrug, already going back to pouring out 10 more drinks, adding to the sea of glasses in front of you.

Blanca tuts disapprovingly, “This is not what being engaged is meant to be, it’s meant to be fun! And new! And sexy!” She waggles her eyebrows suggestively, ignoring her mother who had picked up your to-do list and hid her face in the paper.

“Blanca, please.” Reyes rolled her eyes, “But she’s not wrong.” She reaches for a spare apron that hung rejected on the back of the pantry door.

“No, mamá please,” You attempt to snatch the apron away from Reyes, who tuts disapprovingly and had already begun to collect multiple utensils from your spacious kitchen whilst talking quickly with the cooks who had been diligently making progress on the rest of the menu, “I can’t possibly allow you to do my work.”

Blanca plucked the neatly tied bow around your waist, undoing the stained, pale blue cotton that protected your dress, “No, your job is to relax, and let my culo brother treat you nicely. Champagne, strawberries, chocolate.” She listed off the aphrodisiacs one by one, pushing you through the living room and up the stairs. You braced yourself on the railing as you let her guide you through the landing.

“I have all of that in the food that I should be making,” You whined, stomping your foot, and swivelling to level her with your eyes, “There is just too much to do before tonight. And the boys don’t even know what to do for decorations.”

Blanca swatted her hand through the air, as if physically plummeting away your doubts, “You’ve had the entire family added on your Pinterest board.” You snorted at that, but pressed your lips together when she shot you a look, “If I can’t whip them into shape, consider me a bad sister from day 1.” She planted her hands on her waist before pointing at your bedroom door, “Now either you can start yourself a bath, or I will.”

You harrumph and dig your feet into their spot on the newly waxed, wooden floors beneath you, “I see how it is.” Blanca squints her eyes at you, “Fine, I see how it is.”

You half expect her to push you into the room, but instead she leans over the banister and shouts, “CARLOS !!”

“Blanca!” You gasp, grabbing her dress and tugging her back from the beam, “W-Why would you?” You splutter.

“AY CARLOS !!” She continues to screech until you slap a palm over her mouth, careful of the nude brown lipstick she had worn.

“Si diabla?” Your fiancé shouts back up, already at the base of the staircase. Blanca licks your hand, causing you to yelp and jump back, giving her the perfect opportunity to answer, “Your fiancé is anxious as fuck.”

“What else is new?” He chuckles, hand braced on the railing as he emerges from the winding staircase. Carlos takes in the new scene, you are tackling Blanca onto the floor, she’s squealing whilst attempting to wrangle free from you, tummy first on the floor, “Mi amour, if you are going to leave me for my sister...” He starts, crossing his arms and tilting his head at you.

“You both are insufferable.” You grit out, twisting the knob to your bedroom, wating for Carlos to step inside. He stops momentarily when Blanca darts an arm out and begins to ramble to him in Spanish, Carlos answers just as quickly before his sister reaches up to smack the underside of his head.

“Blanca!” He shouts out after her, but she ignores him and sprints downstairs to assist with the preparations. Carlos turns back to you, slumping forward to rest his head against the door frame that you were currently leaning on, arms folded amusedly as you looked at him from under your eyelashes. He pivots his neck, gazing fondly into your eyes, “You’re pretty.” He mumbles, bringing a limp hand up to rest on your cheek, thumb moving soothingly against your face. You lean into his touch, “So are you” You breathe out, leaning upwards to ghost your lips over his.

This moment was merely poetic, the two of you, finding respite in the chaos within each other. His soft touch as he leaned forward for more, you grant it, because you craved him as deeply as he did for you. The astringent sweetness of his lips against yours and the heavenly feeling of his fingers cradling your hips made you moan out as he caught you weight when your knees gave out from beneath you.

The door creaked shut behind the two of you, your palms digging into the waistline of his shorts to tug his shirt out, his fingers dance down from your neck to the large cut-out of your dress that showed off the curve of your spine. Carlos broke away from you momentarily, his eyes still shut as he chuckled when you whined, chasing his lips desperately, “Jump,” He murmured, bracing himself by tugging you close and digging his fingers into the back of your thighs.

You complied, hopping into his secure hold before attaching your mouth to his once again, nipping at his full bottom lip. Carlos passed through the bedroom with ease, his muscle memory allowing him to walk underneath the long archway that led to your shared bathroom. He released you gently, his fingers pinching the hem of your dress on your way down, he bunched up the flowy linen, dragging it up to your waist and tugging it over your head- leaving you in just a pair of white, lacy underwear.

You laughed slightly, your hair mussed at taking over half of your face, “Carlos” you huff out. He laughs at your annoyance, gently moving the strands out of your eyes before tracing the dips and curves of your chest and stomach with feather-light touches.

Sighing, you tilt your head back, allowing him to press his lips against the column of your neck. You loop your hands around his neck, stumbling backwards towards the sink whilst bringing him with you. Carlos hoists you up and onto the counter, finally stepping back to gaze at your naked body, his eyes ravish you, the stiff peaks of your breasts and curve of your stomach, you watch him intently when he finally makes his way down to your panties, a damp patch already forming.

Carlos approaches you once again, his breath fresh and minty against your skin, “Tan bonita.” He compliments, trailing warm, open mouth kisses on your collar bone, starting from your shoulder until he reaches your sternum, “Tan deliciosa.” He moves to your breast, decorating it with his own purple-ish love marks, he littered them across until he enveloped your nipple into his mouth, his tongue licking against the pebble until it hardened beneath his attention.

Carlos turned his attention to the other whilst his other hand slipped beneath the elastic of your underwear, his middle finger teasing your wet slit, “all for me?” he moaned against your breast.

“of course.” You bury your hand in his hair, arching into his touch before he lowered to his knees in front of you.

“F-fuck” you whine, biting your lip harshly as he settles between your legs, he shucks you closer, harshly tugging you to the edge of the counter as he inches his mouth closer, hot breathe settling on the front of your underwear. You arch your back at the feeling, fingers teasing your peaked nipple, “please,” you whisper, eyes darting down to where Carlos had begun to lave lazily at your newly soaked panties.

“Please what? Huh?” He whispers, tongue darting out to push further into your throbbing hole. You whine, thighs threatening to clamp shut around his head, your hand inches down to shyly tug at his hair and guide him closer to your leaking cunt, “can’t even talk now? ‘s okay mariposa. I’ll take care of you.” He promises, laying one of your legs over his shoulder.

You breathe hitches slightly when you feel him drag his lips up your hip, only for his teeth to sink into your underwear band, trailing it off you.

You scrunch your eyes with a gasp when his kisses trail up from your ankle, to your calf and towards the inside of your thigh- you growl playfully when you hear him chuckle and coo up at you, “you were just stressed...” he pressed an open mouthed kiss to your skin, “being so diligent..” he continued, tongue ghosting over your leaking folds, “so perfect.”

“Carlos,” You moan, scratching your nails against his scalp, “you’re being mean. Hah. It’s not good to be mean to your future wi-“you cut yourself off with a scream, well, a muffled one, you managed to cover your agape mouth with your hand. He dove into your sex, tongue searing through you as he fucked the muscle steadily into you, curling it to poke gently at the sensitive, spongy part within you.

Carlos let his eyes flutter shut, the sweet taste of you staining itself onto his tongue, how he could stay like this forever, fuck the dinner, he only ever wanted to taste you. Only you.

“taste so good,” he panted against you, his tongue nudging your clit, in an oh-so delicious way that made you bite down on your fingers to stop your needy moans leaking down from the open, semi-circle window towards your in-laws, who were dedicatedly preparing your back garden to host a multitude of people.

“uh uh mariposa, quiero oír tu voz.” He reached up with one hand, tugging your palm away from your still open mouth.

“I-“you gulp heavily, trying to unscramble your mind from its mush state, “I- wan’ want more, need you to- do something please.” You bring your other leg to his shoulder, locking him between your limbs.

Carlos huffs out a laugh, biting playfully at your tender skin, he brings up one hand laying his fingers gently against your pussy lips, creating a ‘V’ to spread them wide, exposing the sensitive area to the midday warmth. And then, he spat, a fat string slowly drips from his mouth to land directly on your hole, he gawks at it with interest, his large puppy-dog eyes shining with lust.

You blush and cover your face, “come on- please? I’ve been soo good, did ever’thin you wanted.” You babbled, gyrating your hips against his face, baiting him into pleasuring you again until the delicious wave reached the crown of your skull until the tips of your toes.

“have you? You been my good girl? Hm?” He arches a brow at you, but stops you from answering when he lays his tongue flat against your clit, gently shaking his head side to side until you begin to shake and whine, “yeah, I know mi amor, se siente bien, ¿sí?” he whispers, prodding you cunt with his index finger, “you want it, don’t you?”

You hummed, eyes widening as though he had proposed all over again, “yeah, come on, please, pretty please with a- ahh,” once again, he wouldn’t let you finish your pleading, instead, he answered you with your prize, him pushing his fingers into you, your wetness dripping down into his palm and along his wrist.

Obscene squelches echoed through the bathroom, along with explicit sounds of his knuckles slapping against your skin and your high-pitched moans.

“yes- oh, don’t stop.” You sobbed, tears pricking at your eyes when he thrusted in a second finger, stretching you out whilst he crooked his digits to continue stimulating your g-spot mercilessly.

“don’t plan on it,” he promised, delving back in for another sacred taste, he tongue worked wonders against you, drinking in your nectar as though from the gods- letting in slip down his throat graciously. You groaned and bit your lip harshly, arching your back at angles that chiropractors would wince at until you could feel that euphoric feeling begin to bloom within your stomach.

Your walls fluttered around Carlos’ fingers, making him smirk against you and continue his movements, hungrily licking and slurping at you until your toes curled and eyes crossed over, “fuck,” you grit out, gasping laboriously as the tight knot finally snapped and torrential pleasure rained over you.

“te entendí my love,” He crawled over you, bracing himself above with his hands planted on the thick, white marble countertop you were currently blissed out on.

You brought your shaky hands up to his face, kissing him gently, “what about-hah, what about you,” you panted, wrapping your arms around him, continuing to softly brush your lips against his face. His temple, stubbled cheek, and muscled neck.

“We still have-“ He looked down at the heavy, silver Rolex on his wrist, “40 minutes, until Blanca comes hunting for us.” Carlos looked over to the floating bath that sat in front of the Juliet balcony, “and we have a bath.”

“That is just by a huge ass window,” You reminded him, glancing over to the open doors, revealing the intricate black grill of the balcony along with the pristine view of your tall trees that lined the well-kept entertaining space of your garden.

“Well, I doubt they don’t know what’s going on, I mean, my sister probably told them to leave a box of condoms outside.” He shrugged.

“In that case,” You started, your low whisper a mere breath of warm air between the two of you. Marinating hard and heady eye contact with him, you reached down to take his hand in yours, then slipped the two fingers that still dripped with your wetness, into your mouth.

Carlos stared at the sight, a short, strangled noise leaving him when you popped out his digits with an all too innocent noise, “Better make the most of it,” You leaned back against the mirror, hand open for him to carry you.

He groaned, shaking his head slightly before hoisting you in his arms, “best 40 minutes of my life.”

[Smut warnings : alot of kissing, fingering, sucking, love-bites, fem! oral recieving, fem! fingering recieving.]

📻 Kcccchh.... come in.... come in...translatiion available...over

📻 Kchh...Spnish..to engli..sh....over

Ay, Ay, Señor. Tienes que esperar a la luna de miel - Oh, Oh, Lord. You have to wait for the honeymoon

muy cruel - very cruel

AY, SEÑOR - OH, SIR

Si no estás aquí para aportar nada útil, sal de la cocina - If you're not here to contribute anything useful, get out of the kitchen.

mariposa - butterfly

Hola, diabla - Hello, devil

Ay mi muñeca - Oh, my doll

Si, diabla? - Yes, devil?

Mi amour - My love

Tan deliciosa - So delicious

Tan bonita - So beautifull

quiero oír tu voz - I want to hear your voice

te entendí, mi amor, se siente bien, ¿sí? - I understood you, my love, it feels good, yeah

📻 Kchhhhh.loosing sign....al.....kcchh....over and out...

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[rotten1angel]

⛸️ silver soul — select a winter date from this list & a character and i’ll write a lil blurb or imagine Could I ask for a little something with 💋  ─  be caught standing under the mistletoe and Sirius Black? I think it could be so cute💕 Take all the time you need! Love the winter celly btw💜

short and sweet / s. black

sirius black x shy!fem!reader

0.6k words

summary — christmas eve in the gryffindor common room

authors note & warnings — ummm my family opens presents on christmas eve so i included that, no warnings i don’t think but lmk!

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the marauders, as well as lily, marlene, and dorcas, had decided they would stay at hogwarts for winter break. and sirius, your loving, dog of a boyfriend, had convinced you to stay as well, you bunked in with the girls over the break, and gryffindor tower was empty besides the eight of you.

tonight was christmas eve, and all of you had crowded around the unnecessarily large christmas tree that had appeared a week before. marlene and dorcas were squished onto a large cushioned chair, lily curled up at the west end of the long couch in front of the fire, james spread out next to her. remus and peter had taken up the east side of the couch, and sirius had you on his lap in the chair mirroring marlene and dorcas’s. the eight of you were exchanging your gifts to each other, as well as james’s mother’s gifts for the boys.

remus had a mountain of chocolate next to him on the side table, eagerly munching away at a bar james had gotten him from honeydukes. sirius had tried to steal a roll of caramel chocolates from his stash, earning a slap from remus’s scarred hand and a stern look from you.

“get your own, these are my christmas presents.” the shaggy haired boy grumbled as sirius tosses his hands up in defense.

“you got enough sugar sitting on your lap, pads.” james comments, making marlene laugh as your cheeks flush slightly.

“ah, how could i forget,” sirius muses as he moves to kiss your cheek, you allowing him to, and not exactly being able to stop him anyway.

“aye, get a room!” marlene scolds, a laugh spilling out of her mouth as she throws a decorative pillow at the two of you.

sirius deflects it onto the ground as the group laughs, a merry air in the warm common room.

dorcas yawns, lily following her action.

“have we passed out all the presents?” lily asks, itching to get into her warm bed. remus gets up to check under the tree for anything hidden.

“‘believe so,” he states as he straightens out again, stretching his back in the process.

“then im headed to bed, you guys are exhausting,” she says as she untucks her legs from under her, stretching them out as she gets up.

“i will also be taking my leave,” dorcas states, getting up from where she was entangled with marlene on the large chair.

“whaat, you guys are so lame.” marlene says as she spreads out on the now spacious chair.

“yeah yeah, scold me in the morning.” dorcas replies, another yawn escaping her mouth as she follows lily’s lead to the stairs to the girls’ dorms.

“see you all in the morning,” lily says, earning multiple ‘night’s and ‘sleep well’s from the group.

you yawn in sirius’s lap, catching his notice. “sleepy, love?”

“no, ‘m fine..” you say, drowsiness in your soft voice.

“c’mon lovely,” he ushers as he helps you out of his lap, getting up after you. you lean into his warm body when he stands again. “time to get my lady into bed, fellas, and marlene.”

she throws a glance in his direction as he steers you toward the stairs as well. when you both stop at the base, a mistletoe grows from the high ceiling, catching james and marlene’s attention.

you look up at it before looking at sirius, and your warm cheeks flush again.

“c’mon lovebirds, give us a little show!” marlene calls as sirius grins.

you stand on the first step, now standing slightly taller than him and he looks up at you and in a soft voice murmurs, “can i?”

you nod and his hands move to hold yours as he presses a chaste kiss to your pillowy lips. it’s short but sweet and when he pulls away you're all shy and he just grins at you before kissing the bridge of your nose. “g’night sweetheart,”

you murmur a goodnight before heading up to the girls common room, hearing james and marlene’s teasing of sirius as you go.

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[sainzfilm]

request: hii can i please request carlos and you have been dating for a few years and he finally propose to you under the northern lights during winter break, thanks 💗

pairing: carlos sainz x reader

a/n: …..ANON YOU’RE GONNA MAKE ME CRY wtf this is so romantic i love this and i love carlos sm he’s my everything ok im gonna shut up now. also had to repost because i forgot to put tags and tumblr keeps messing up :/

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"Carlos, wake up!" You exclaimed as you poked his cheek repeatedly, "It's evening now!"

"Amor, 5 more minutes." Carlos groaned as he rolled over in bed, pulling you closer to him, "We have all the time in the world."

"Please," You whined as you squished his cheeks, "I won't give you a kiss if you don't wake up from your nap right now."

Frowning as he opened one of his eyes, Carlos scoffed, "You know you can't resist me?”

"If you don't get up and get ready right now," You shrugged, "Maybe I can. It's the northern lights! We're finally seeing them! C'mon!"

"Ay, fine, amor," Carlos chuckled as he leaned in to kiss you softly before getting up and walking towards the bathroom, "Hold on."

You nodded eagerly as you stood up and followed him, hugging him from behind as he brushed his teeth, "Have I told you how much I love you?"

"Always," Carlos replied, muffled from the toothpaste in his mouth, "And, you know how much I love you."

"Of course," You grinned as you peeked from his side and looked up at him in the mirror, "I don't know how you're not fed up with me all these years."

Carlos raised his eyebrow as he gargled and rinsed his mouth, drying it with a paper towel, "It's a privilege to spend everyday with you, baby."

"So cheesy," You laughed as you pushed him out of the bathroom, "Now, l'll bundle you up so we can be quicker!"

"I love it when you coddle me," Carlos grinned as you wrapped his scarf around his neck and put on his beanie, "Makes me feel safe."

"And that's what you make me feel," You smiled as you kissed his nose and grabbed his hand, "C'mon!"

"Wait, let me grab something, you go ahead," Carlos smiled, "I promise, l'll be quick."

You nodded and put on your boots as you went outside of the cabin to bask in the snowflakes falling around you. Everything was truly magical at this point.

Carlos dug around his suitcase as he grabbed something that you weren't aware about. He knew it was the right time and he wanted to make your trip even more special from what was going to take place.

"See, I told you l'd be quick," Carlos smiled as he closed the door behind him, "Pretty cold, huh?"

"Definitely cold," You laughed as you held onto his arm and leaned in, walking out in the middle of the snow, “You're here to warm me up anyway.”

"Of course," He teased as he wrapped his arm around you, "You think this is the perfect spot?"

Looking around to spot a few other tourists, you nodded and smiled, "Perfect."

Sitting down on the snow in between Carlos legs, you leaned back against his chest and hummed, "Now, we wait."

"Alright, amor," Carlos mumbled as he kissed your temple and held you close, "It comes around unexpected, no?"

"Yeah! That's what most people say,” You replied enthusiastically, "Usually unpredictable at most times."

"Just us taking a chance here, then?"

"Somewhat like that." You nodded and shrugged, "If it doesn't, I'd still be happy because we got to go on a trip after a while."

"We'll have more trips soon, promise," Carlos said as he rested his chin on top of your head, "I'll always make time for you when I can, you know that."

"Ay, I know that, love," You smiled as you intertwined your fingers with his, "I'm g- Carlos, look! It's happening!'"

You quickly stood up on your feet as you looked at the sky above you, in awe of what the universe is capable of.

"It's so...beautiful," You whispered as you admired the sight above, "Just ethereal."

Carlos smiled as he looked at you, "Yeah. Beautiful."

"I have to take pictures, I need to send them over to Lily!" You gasped as you grabbed your phone from your pocket, "She's gonna love it."

Carlos took a deep breath as he shoved his hand inside his pocket for a different reason from yours, grabbing the small velvet box tightly.

"Mi amor, could you turn around? I want to take a picture of you."

"Yeah, of course!" You nodded as you put your phone back in your pocket, turning around to see Carlos down on one knee, "Oh my god.”

"Y/N, mi amor," Carlos smiled lovingly, a twinkle in his eye, "When I met you, you were stubborn. You were this sassy girl that I steered clear of most of the time. But then, remember when Lando asked me to drive you home - we had a great time then, didn't we?"

Nodding, you laughed as you had tears in your eyes, “That was a hostage, Mr. Sainz."

"I think that was the day I opened my heart again. Believe it or not, I'm still shocked as to how we got together," Carlos chuckled as he shook his head, "I'm way too lucky to be with you. You loved me with every bit of your heart."

Bringing out the small box and opening it, revealing a diamond ring, Carlos smiled, "I want to spend every morning with you, every birthday, all the ordinary and special things in life - I want it with you. Year after year."

"So, Y/N Y/L/N, will you marry me?"

Tears falling down your eyes as you nodded, "Yes."

Carlos grinned as he slipped the ring on your finger, standing up to pull you in for a kiss. You were right, everything was as magical as you thought it would be.

bonus scene!

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carlossainz55 how it started vs. how its going ❤️

i love you yesterday, i love you still. always have and always will. here's to spending the rest of our lives together, mi amor.

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charles_leclerc you finally did it!!! congratulations, mate. so happy for the two of you ❤️

landonorris cheesing so hard right now. happy for you and Y/N, congratulations, brother!!!

lewishamilton cheers, mate!!! 🍾🤍 wishing the best for the two of you

lilymhe take care of my best friend 🥹 congratulations to the both of you xx

scuderiaferrari tanti auguri! congratulations ❤️

sainzupdates OH MY GOD ITS HAPPENING THE BEST COUPLE ON THE PADDOCK

ynupdates THIS IS THE BEST MOMENT OF MY LIFE WE’RE GOING TO GET LITTLE SAINZ’S

yourusername i love you with everything that i am. you’re my forever in this lifetime and through all the lifetimes that i’ll have. 🖤

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[ellecdc]

Ok petition to start calling the ship I shared the fanart of (James x Lily x Sirius) sunlilypad. All in favour say aye 🤚

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[justmeinadaze]

We're A Family Part 5 (Steddie X You)

A/N: This was the other chapter I mentioned finishing last night. I kid you not I have so many tiktoks saved of how I picture these two as fathers to a baby. Lol. Enjoy <3.

Warnings: Not smut just an ungodly amount of fluff with slight angst from Mr. Harrington causing a ruckus and being a dick to Steve and the reader. The boys talk about their trauma briefly with Dylan. I think that's it.

Word Count: 3439

“Who’s this?” The doctor smiles at the young boy being held in Steve’s arms.

“This is my son, Dylan. He’s anxious like they are to find out what it is.”, you chuckle as he prepares you for the ultrasound. 

“Ah, I see and what are the bets at?”

“Split 50/50.”, Eddie grins as he holds your hand. 

The doctor laughs as he runs the wand along your belly. “How have you been feeling, Y/N?”

“Exhausted. She kind of started moving around a couple of weeks ago and loves cupcakes but there never seems to be enough in the house.” You playfully scowl at every member in your little family.

“Ay, dads. You two really need to shape up if you want mom to have a happy, peaceful pregnancy.” His eyes meet your wide ones as he glances at the other two men in the room. “Honey, we don’t judge here. As long as you and your baby are safe…that’s all I care about.”

Eddie caresses your hand comfortingly with his thumb as he smiles. 

“And as always, it seems like the mama knows everything. Congratulations.”, he grins. “Meet your daughter.”

####################

You look down at Wayne from your place on the step stool as he giggles to himself. “What?”

“Oh, nothing, sweetheart. I’m just picturing my nephew as a girl dad. I can absolutely see it but it’s a funny image.”

Smiling, you focus back on the wall in front of you. Eddie’s uncle had come over to see the ultrasound and offered to help you guys paint the spare bedroom. The guys had already moved out all the instruments and cleared the room while Dylan helped place the tap along the base boards. While the boys went to go grab some food, you took advantage of the time to help Wayne. 

The further along you got in in your pregnancy the more protective they became. 

“Baby! Get down from there. Wayne, don’t let her do that.” Eddie quickly shuffled to you, gripping your forearm as he guided you down the two-step ladder. 

“Edward, she’s two feet off the ground! She’s fine.”, his uncle laughed. 

“We’ve been calling you for a few minutes. We brought back some burgers.”

“Oh, thank God. I’m starving!” He grins at you as you three descend the stairs. 

“She was on the stepstool painting.” Steve turned from Eddie to you with a playfully frustrated look on his face.

“Tattletale.” You throw a napkin at him as Dylan laughs. 

“Have you guys thought of a name yet?”, Wayne asks.

“I like Arwen.” You and the metalhead smile at your son as the other man looks around confused. 

“The pointy eared girl in Lord of the Rings.”, Eddie explains as Steve nods. “We, honestly, haven’t really talked about it. What were you going to name him if he was a girl?”

Your grin grows already knowing where Dylan will take this. “I swear this is a coincidence but I always liked the name Lily.”

“Like Harry Potter’s mom!”

“Yes, weirdo BUT like I said. Coincidence.”, you laugh. “What about you guys?”

“His mom wanted to name him Leanne, if he was a girl.” Wayne smirks at Eddie’s scrunched face. 

“I’ve always liked Aurora.” Steve looked up from his plate to realize everyone was looking at him. “What? My mom showed me that Disney movie when I was a kid where the girl gets cursed if she pokes her finger on the wheel thing.”

“On the wheel thing…”

“Shut up, Eddie. You mean Sleeping Beauty.”

“Yeah! Thank you, baby. Anyway, she dances to that song “Once Upon a Dream”. When I was in school, I always wanted to be the prince dancing with the girl but…no. Munson will laugh at me.”

“Steven, I promise if he does, I’ll throw him out.” Eddie stuck his tongue out at his uncle who responded with a joking stern stare. 

Steve sighs as he looks over at you. “Since I found out you were pregnant, I started picturing me singing it to her.”

“No…you can’t do this to me. I have all the hormones.” You smile as you hold back your tears, walking over to give him a hug. 

“I like Aurora.�� Eddie smiles as he winks at you both. 

“Me to.”, Dylan adds as Steve reaches over to ruffle his hair. 

The doorbell suddenly rings causing both boys to begin getting out of their seats. 

“Oh my god. I’m pregnant not broken. I’m standing! Let me answer the door.” Shaking your head at their antics, you head to see who it is. Your smile fades as you breathe a sigh, opening the front door, and stepping outside. “What can I do for you, Mr. Harrington?”

“Is my son here?”

“Why? What do you need from him?”

“Just get my son, please.”

“No.”

“Excuse me?!”

“I said no. I’m not going to let you hurt him. He’s been doing so much better without you constantly belittling him.”

“Are you fucking kidding me? He was doing just fine before you stuck your claws in him, you gold digging whore!”

“Really? Is that best you got? I love your son and I have never once asked him for a dime.”

Mr. Harrington scoffed as he pushed past you into the house, marching towards the kitchen. 

“Dad? What are you—”

“Steven, we need to talk.”

“Uh, Dylan. Why don’t you come help me finish painting the wall upstairs?” Wayne reached for the boy’s hand who immediately pulled it away, placing himself at Steve’s side. 

“No! You’re rude and we don’t talk to family the way you talk to him.”

Steve’s dad turns to glare at you. “Definitely your kid.”

“He actually picked up that protectiveness from your son.”

Steve lifts Dylan in his arms and passes him to Eddie’s uncle. “I got this, little man. Thank you for standing up for me.” The little boy’s eyes stay on his as Wayne carries him up the stairs. “Why don’t you help them, honey.”

“Steve Harrington, your insane if you think I’m leaving you down here.”

His head cranes to find Eddie, who nods in affirmation as he leans against the counter. 

“So… she’s pregnant? Who’s the father?”

“We are.”

Mr. Harrington laughs like his son had just said the stupidest thing he had ever heard. “Steven, come on. That’s just not reality.”

“Oh, thanks for that. Her mom already beat you to that lecture though.”

“Ah, yes. It seems your mother has become closer with hers. They spend almost every evening at the country club racking up my credit card bill. Like mother like daughter.”, he rolls his eyes. 

“Dad, what the fuck are you talking about?”

“Apparently, I’m a gold-digging whore according to your father.” You walked past him to stand by Eddie, seeing his palms clench against counter. 

Fire ignited in Steve’s eyes as he took a step forward. “You called her that?”

“I call it like a see it. Look at her. She could barely afford to take care of a child by herself. That’s why she was living in those god awful apartments. Thankfully, she landed in the lap of a Harrington and got pregnant!”

“So…what am I to her then? A consolation prize?”, Eddie asks sarcastically. “Because I definitely don’t come from money. I mean I am sexier than him but...”

“Eddie…”, you chided. 

“I’m making a point here, sweetheart.”

“If I were you…I would leave now and get a paternity test before she takes your last name.” Your eyes widen as both boys look at him with confusion. Mr. Harrington turns to face you. “You haven’t told him?”

“Please… don’t do this. I was going to surprise them.”

“That’s why I came over. To warn and protect my son.” He fishes into his jacket pocket and pulls out some photocopied papers as he tosses them towards Steve. “Thankfully, I have friends in some pretty high places.”

You hang your head as you feel yourself start to cry. 

“What is this, Y/N?”

“I…I was doing research into if I could put both your last names on the baby’s birth certificate and…and I found out that in Indiana I can change my last name if I file some paperwork. I put in a request last week to get that started…to change my last name to Munson-Harrington.” Your eyes find theirs as you shrug. “I wanted to surprise you.”

Steve’s arms wrapped around you as he pulled you to his chest. “Honey, I love it. You know you don’t have to do that, right?”

“I know. I just thought it would make it more official, I guess.”

Eddie kissed your temple as he placed his hand on your hip, tugging you closer to his side. Steve turned to face his father. “Get out of my house.”

“Steven—”

“Get. Out. You insulted the woman I love and were disrespectful to me and my family. I won’t tolerate it.”

“Look at you still playing the family man. Fine. Have it your way but don’t you dare come begging me for a handout when you realize handling TWO children, especially a baby, is too hard and expensive. You are NOT ready for this, son.”

“Not even a little but that’s what being a parent is. The only things I do know are that I love her so fucking much and I’m never going to let her grow up the way I did.”

His father shot him one last dirty look before spinning on his heels and slamming the front door as he left.

“Well look at you, you sexy bastard.” Eddie clapped as Steve turned back to you two. “Good job, Harrington.”

The man smiled till he noticed you were making a funny face. “Y/N? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing’s wrong…just weird. I forgot what that felt like.” You reached for his palm and placed it on the side of your belly. Steve eyebrows raised when felt something push against it. “She started moving when you told your dad to leave. I think she’s proud of you to.”

His face lights up as he descends to his knees in front of you. “I’m sorry you had to hear that.”, Steve whisper, grinning from ear to ear as she pushes against him again. “Eddie, feel this.” He tugs the boy’s wrist, placing it where his head at been. 

“I don’t feel anything.” As he spoke, the baby kicked again making you giggle. 

“Well, she likes you two.”

#############

“Hey, dude. I’m going to try something. You want to come help me?”, Eddie asked.

Dylan nodded excitedly as he bounced on your bed closer to where he was sitting at with his guitar. The metalhead grabbed your hands and dramatically pulled you to a sitting position making you smile. 

“Ok, I know mom will like this but let’s see how little Ro feels.” He reached for the little boy’s palms and placed them in a random spot on your stomach. Steve rounded the corner, leaning on the doorframe of the bathroom as Eddie began to strum the instrument and softly sing. 

“Loving can hurt, loving can hurt sometimes But it's the only thing that I know When it gets hard, you know it can get hard sometimes It is the only thing makes us feel alive.”

You feel movement in your tummy but it’s not enough for Dylan to feel it to. Gently, you slide his hands across your skin to where she was, hoping she’d do it again. 

“We keep this love in a photograph We made these memories for ourselves Where our eyes are never closing Hearts are never broken And time's forever frozen, still…”

His wide eyes meet yours as the baby kicks against his palm. “Eddie! She likes it!”, Dylan exclaimed as he put his other hand down to feel more.

“So you can keep me Inside the pocket of your ripped jeans Holding me closer 'til our eyes meet You won't ever be alone, wait for me to come home”

“Wow. Does it hurt?”

“No. It just feels weird.”

“It looks like that scene from Alien.”, Eddie grins as he places his guitar to the side. 

Dylan flashes you a confused face and you immediately cut him off before he can ask. “It’s a movie and NO you can’t watch it.” You turn to jokingly glare at Steve. “And don’t you dare show it to him. I don’t care what Robin says.”

He holds up his hands defensively as he jumps into the bed, sitting cross-legged beside you. 

“Steve, why is your dad so mean?”

“Whoa, where did that come from?”, you ask.

“I’m just…curious. He shouts loud like my dad. Maybe YOU should take time away from him too!”

Steve chuckles under his breath. “I think that’s a good idea, kid. I…I have no idea why he’s like that. Maybe because his dad wasn’t so great either.”

His tiny face scrunches together as Dylan looks at you before addressing the man again. “I don’t get it. If his dad was mean to him…and your dad is mean to you…you’re not mean.”

“Jesus Christ, dude, you have a big brain.”, Eddie reaches over and lightly hits the boy’s knee making him smile. 

“I was mean for a while. Then my senior year I decided I didn’t want to be like that anymore.”

“Oh.”, he nodded as he turned to sit in Steve’s lap. “What about you, Eddie? I haven’t met your dad. Is he mean?”

“Oh, baby. I don’t think we should—”

“Hey, hey. It’s okay. He’s actually never really asked before. I don’t mind.”, Eddie grinned comfortingly at you before face Dylan. “Yeah, kid. My dad was…a total butthead. But I moved in with Wayne when I was a couple of years older than you and he’s the best dad I could have asked for.”

“Why did you move in with him?”

“Um…” He glances at you making sure it’s ok to tell him and you slightly nod as you reach for his hand. “My dad…did something he shouldn’t have…and went to jail.”

Dylan focuses his eyes in front of him, pouting out his lips as he thinks. You reach out and run your fingers through his hair. “What’s running through your mind, weirdo?”

“Sirius.” He says in a matter-of-fact tone as he points to Eddie and Steve. 

You can’t help but giggle, loving the way your son chooses to understand things. “Go get it.”

He smiles as he slides off the man’s lap and runs to his bedroom. “What is he doing?”

Dylan comes back into your room and hops back onto the bed, flipping through the pages of the Harry Potter book he had grabbed. You look over it with him, pointing when you find what he’s looking for. He clears his throat as he begins to read out loud.

“I want you to listen to me very carefully, Harry. You're not a bad person. You're a very good person, who bad things have happened to. Besides, the world isn't split into good people and Death Eaters. We've all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on. That's who we really are.”

Eddie chuckles as he tugs on the boy’s arm, pulling him in for a hug. “You’re a good kid, you know that?”

Steve’s phone vibrates and he leans over to grab it from the nightstand. You notice his face fall before he sighs. “I’ll, um…I’ll be right back.”

The metalhead follows him with his eyes before glancing at you and gesturing for you to follow him. “Come on, dude. Let’s get you ready for bed.”

############

“No, mom. I’m not going to let him…Mom, you don’t understand…”

You found Steve outside on the back patio, pacing as he talked on his phone. He seemed so flustered as he spoke and it broke your heart. He deserved better. 

“Because I’m not going to let him come into MY house and disrespect me and my family… I don’t fucking care! Let him cut me off. He keeps threatening to do it. Let him fucking follow through!” He paused when saw you watching him and you immediately fell into his arms, wrapping your own tightly around his waist. His hand pressed you closer to his chest as he rested his cheek in your hair. 

“Mom, look, I don’t know what you want from me. It is what it is. I love Y/N and Eddie. I’m not leaving them to make dad happy so he’ll give me an inheritance. He should want to that anyway so his grandson and granddaughter are taken care of.”

Steve sighed as you heard silence on the other end. “Yeah…we’re having a girl by the way. Her name is Aurora. Congratulations.” With that he hung up and placed the phone on the banister.

“Steve, I’m so sorry.”

“Naw, baby. I’m not.” He backed into one of the patio chairs and pulled you onto his lap. “If they want to be that way that’s fine. I have you guys.”

“Yeah, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt.” He smiled as you kissed his forehead. 

“Hey, um, I wanted to talk to you and Ed about something—”

“Talk to Ed about what?”, Eddie asks. 

“Geez, like fucking Beetlejuice. Say his name three times and he’ll appear.” The metalhead flashed the boy a cheesy grin as he stepped off the patio into the grass. “Where are you going?”

“I need a smoke and you need to talk so I’m getting away from our pregnant wife so both tasks can be completed.” He lights his cigarette and gestures towards Steve. “Go on.”

“So, I was thinking, my dad is an asshole but he is right. My salary isn’t enough to really do much when it comes to supporting us. I mean out of the three of us I make the least.”

“Baby, you know that doesn’t matter to us.”

“I know, honey, but I want to do more. Not just financially but in life. I was thinking, maybe, I could try applying to school again.”

You and Eddie smile at each other run your fingers through his hair. “What were you thinking about getting a degree in?”

“I don’t know. I mean I’m good with kids. I was thinking about possibly teaching.”

“That sounds like a great idea, Harrington.” 

“Yeah? I figure I can go part time and—”

“Don’t overload yourself, Steve. Of course, I want this for you but I don’t want your burn out either.”

“We’ll figure it out, princess. Just one thing at a time. He said it’s something he wanted to do. He hasn’t even applied yet.”

You nod as you lean against Steve’s shoulder.

“Can we talk about one more thing that we haven’t really gotten to focus on since Harrington’s dad did his little emotional drive by?” You both laugh as he continues. “What did you find out, Y/N, about putting our names on the baby’s birth certificate?”

“I found out that I can give her your last names…” You sit up and rise to your feet. “But only me and one of you can be put on the document itself.”

“So we DO need to get a paternity test.” Eddie stomped out his cigarette before picking it up and bringing it to the ashtray. 

“I’m sorry.” The metalhead came up and pulled you to his chest. “It feels wrong. I wish I hadn’t fucked up so we could have done this the right way.”

“Define ‘right way’ in our dynamic.”, Steve chuckles as he stands and encircles you in his arms as well. “It’s ok, sweetheart. Like we said, she’s OUR daughter.”

Eddie kisses your forehead as he moves to open the backdoor for you. “That paperwork that you filed for your last name? How long does that take?”

“A few months they said. There are a few things they need to go over and some more papers I need to fill out. It doesn’t entitle me to anything and I’m not sure why your father thinks it does but”, you shrug. 

“Honey, even without our last names you’re definitely entitled to everything. You and Eddie…Anything that’s mine is yours.” You smile as Steve winks.

“Aw. How sweet it is to be loved by you, Harrington.” The man hangs his arm around the boy’s neck. “I’d say dido but I don’t have much. The guitar would go to the kid as well as my D & D set. Hm… Oh! Babe, you can have my leather jacket and Steve can take my stash.”

“Oh my god! You both are a mess.”

#############

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[starstruckwillows]

a pearl in his whiskey — remus lupin ♡

marauders pirate!au series masterlist

pirate captain!remus lupin x tavern keeper!fem!reader, humour, swearing, alcohol

𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞

the first time he saw you, remus lupin was tired to his bones, and all he really wanted was a decent tankard of ale.

he’d been fighting with his second mate, sirius black, all morning, and it had ended with both of their shirts torn to shreds.

lily evans, the ship’s surgeon, had gone to fetch them some more from the market. they were only scheduled on land for three days, but their jewels and feathers turned enough heads without the addition of a lack of fabric on their chests. currently, the buttons of his scarlet long coat were fastened to cover that issue.

“a pint of golden ale, love.” he murmured to you at the bar, sliding over too much gold and asking for no change.

you smiled sympathetically, though he missed it, staring at your hands wiping down the wood with a tattered cloth.

“ay, we’re out of ale since this morning. whiskey?”

he looked up to frown and tell you how he hated that foul drink, but the words were snatched from his throat as he met your eyes.

hardened, because if you’d made it so far in their world how else could they be. but also curious, maybe kind, definitely sharp.

“sure, whiskey.” he sighed, steeling himself for such a god awful drink.

you poured a glass with a practiced hand, about to give it to him. then, you saw the local taxmen entering your tavern, and promptly tipped the bitter liquid down your own throat.

remus huffed a half laugh, “what’s troubling you, then.”

he was jesting, not asking.

you swat him with your towel, and he wonders how you can be so at ease with a man who you can see is wielding five weapons.

“that’s my line! don’t worry, i’ll get ya another, just let me deal with these blokes. looks like you’ve got a friend here anyway.”

he would’ve refused the drink, but he wanted you to walk back over when you were done. you were also right. he did have a friend.

james potter jumped onto the bar stool next to him, “lily’s hit a snag.”

his first mate seemed a lot more jittery than usual, brimming with a nervous energy unlike his standard confidence. breathing in deeply through his nose, remus took the bait, “talk.”

the curly-haired man winced, “merchant called her out on fake coins, wouldn’t sell her the shirts.”

“why’d she use fake gold?”

james rolled his eyes, “she didn’t, but you tell a trader a pirate ain’t conning him. anyway, they arrested her.”

the whiskey arrived, skidding down the bar from where you spoke with another customer. he downed it in one, gesturing for james to continue.

“dorcas was tryna talk ‘em down. but she’s our gunner, not all charismatic and shit. marls went to help. didn’t go well.”

remus pinched the bridge of his nose, “right. gather everyone on the ship. we’ll figure it out...”

he looked towards you, only to find you smiling back at him, “looks like we’ll be here longer than we thought.”

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[zcorners120]

valentine's

charles leclerc x reader

synopsis; as a ferrari mechanic you weren't expecting to get a gift from anyone for valentines day, until the unexpected happened.

warnings; none

MASTER LIST

You finished some new ideas on how the car could cut down on drag in future races and headed out from the offices to join your colleagues for lunch.

"Hey guys, whatcha' been up to?" You smiled asking, as they were crowded around the table.

"Dude, look at what's on the table for you." One of them said, his jaw agape.

You pushed a few of them out of the way and to the front, being met with a huge bouquet of lilies.

'For the beautiful Y/N. Dinner tonight at 7 o'clock, my house.

C.L x'

You widened your eyes in shock. The Charles Leclerc sent you flowers and asked you out to dinner? It couldn't be, you haven't even talked in the garage.

Your co-workers started playfully punching you and making kissy sounds for fun.

"Alright, alright." You laughed, tucking the note into your pocket.

You were nervous, to say the least. Absolutely terrified to meet him. You had pulled up to his apartment and are now waiting outside the door like a weirdo, anxious to face him.

Right as you raise your hand up to knock on the door, the door swings open into life.

"Oh my God! You scared me." You exhaled, cursing under your breath the way you jumped.

"Ay Amor, I'm sorry. I'm just nervous and I saw you at the door and couldn't wait for you to knock." He rambled as you smiled at his mutual feeling.

He let you into the grand apartment, leading you to a beautiful candlelit dinner.

"Oh wow Charles, this is amazing." You praised, appreciating the thought behind it as he pulls your chair out.

"Thank you, à votre santé." He says blushing, as you tap your wine glasses against each others.

"I do have to ask, why did you ask me out if we haven't even talked? I barely see you around the garage." You question, intrigued.

"You may not see me, but I see you. You're breath taking and I physically can't be in the same room as you with all of those other mechanics." He shares, looking into your eyes. "Oh but I see you, not in a stalker way." He rushes on, trying to reassure you and save his dignity.

"I'd hope not." You start laughing, as he joins in.

A lot of sangria flowed that night as in the morning you woke up tangled in his sheets with his kiss still lingering on your lips.

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[mybworlds]

Chapter 9: Kissed by fire

Pairing: The Hound x Sansa Stark

Summary: Sansa and Sandor meet the brotherhood without banners and Sansa reunites with her sister Arya.

Chapter Warnings: language, violence

Masterlist

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Her eyes had grown accustomed to blackness. When a man pulled the hood off her head, the ruddy glare inside the hollow hill made Sansa blink.

A huge firepit had been dug in the center of the earthen floor, and its flames rose swirling and crackling toward the smoke-stained ceiling. People were emerging from between those roots as she watched; edging out from the shadows for a look at the captives, stepping from the mouths of pitch-black tunnels on all sides. In one place on the far side of the fire, the roots formed a kind of stairway up to a hollow in the earth where a man sat almost lost in the tangle of weirwood.

Big as the fire was, the cave was bigger; it was hard to tell where it began and where it ended. Sansa saw men and women and little children, all of them watching her warily.

"Who are you?" Sansa asked frightened as she looked around.

"Sansa?" a voice made her turn to the left, Sansa could not believe her eyes and ears, it was her sister Arya, she was alive. Sansa stood up and went to meet her sister hugging her, Arya did not return the hug, she remained rigidly composed in her position.

Sansa dissolved the embrace "I thought-I thought you were dead!"

"But here I am!" she replied coldly, Sansa looked at all those men, women and children, who were they?

"What is this place?" a strong-looking, dark-haired young man asked sitting next to Arya.

"A place where neither wolves nor lions can disturb us." Thoros of Myr replied.

Sansa and Arya shivered even as one hid it from the other.

Sansa looked around for the Hound and saw him standing by the fire with a hood over his head and his hands bound.

“How did you take him?” the priest asked.

“The dogs caught the scent. He was sleeping off a drunk under a willow tree, if you believe it.”

“Betrayed by his own kind.” Thoros turned to the prisoner and yanked his hood off. “Welcome to our humble hall, dog. It is not so grand as Robert’s throne room, but the company is better.”

The shifting flames painted Sandor Clegane’s burned face with orange shadows, so he looked even more terrible than he did in daylight. When he pulled at the rope that bound his wrists, flakes of dry blood fell off.

The Hound’s mouth twitched. “I know you,” he said to Thoros.

“You did. In mêlées, you’d curse my flaming sword, though thrice I overthrew you with it.”

“We are brothers here,” Thoros of Myr declared. “Holy brothers, sworn to the realm, to our god, and to each other.”

“The brotherhood without banners.” someone shouted “The knights of the hollow hill.”

“Knights?” Clegane made the word a sneer. “Dondarrion’s a knight, but the rest of you are the sorriest lot of outlaws and broken men I’ve ever seen. I shit better men than you.”

“Any knight can make a knight,” said the scarecrow that was Beric Dondarrion, “and every man you see before you has felt a sword upon his shoulder. We are the forgotten fellowship.”

“Send me on my way and I’ll forget you too,” Clegane rasped. “But if you mean to murder me, then bloody well get on with it. You took my sword, my horse, and my gold, so take my life and be done with it . . . but spare me this pious bleating.”

“You will die soon enough, dog,” promised Thoros, “but it shan’t be murder, only justice.”

Sansa's eyes widened in terror at the idea that Sandor - the Hound - could be killed.

“Aye,” said the Mad Huntsman, “and a kinder fate than you deserve for all your kind have done. Lions, you call yourselves. At Sherrer and the Mummer’s Ford, girls of six and seven years were raped, and babes still on the breast were cut in two while their mothers watched. No lion ever killed so cruel.”

“I was not at Sherrer, nor the Mummer’s Ford,” the Hound told him. “Lay your dead children at some other door.”

Thoros answered him. “Do you deny that House Clegane was built upon dead children? I saw them lay Prince Aegon and Princess Rhaenys before the Iron Throne. By rights your arms should bear two bloody infants in place of those ugly dogs.”

The Hound’s mouth twitched. “Do you take me for my brother? Is being born Clegane a crime?”

“Murder is a crime.”

“Who did I murder?”

An endless string of names resounded along the cave walls, and Sansa looked worriedly at the Hound.

“Enough.” The Hound’s face was tight with anger. “You’re making noise. These names mean nothing. Who were they?”

“People,” said Lord Beric. “People great and small, young and old. Good people and bad people, who died on the points of Lannister spears or saw their bellies opened by Lannister swords.”

“It wasn’t my sword in their bellies. Any man who says it was is a bloody liar.”

“You serve the Lannisters of Casterly Rock,” said Thoros.

“Once. Me and thousands more. Is each of us guilty of the crimes of the others?” Clegane spat. “Might be you are knights after all. You lie like knights, maybe you murder like knights.”

Arya screamed “You are a murderer! You killed Mycah, don’t say you never did. You murdered him!”

The Hound stared at her with no flicker of recognition. “And who was this Mycah, boy?”

“I’m not a boy! But Mycah was. He was a butcher’s boy and you killed him. Jory said you cut him near in half, and he never even had a sword.”

“Who’s this now?” someone asked.

The Hound answered. “Seven hells. The little sister---" Sandor's eyes sought Sansa's, who immediately returned the gaze.

“The girl has named you a murderer. Do you deny killing this butcher’s boy, Mycah?”

The big man shrugged. “I was Joffrey’s sworn shield. The butcher’s boy attacked a prince of the blood.”

“That’s a lie! It was me. I hit Joffrey and threw Lion’s Paw in the river. Mycah just ran away, like I told him.”

“Did you see the boy attack Prince Joffrey?” Lord Beric Dondarrion asked the Hound.

“I heard it from the royal lips. It’s not my place to question princes.” Clegane jerked his hands toward Arya. “This one’s own sister told the same tale when she stood before your precious Robert.”

“Sansa’s just a liar,” Arya said, furious at her sister all over again. “It wasn’t like she said. It wasn’t.” the Stark shouted, forgetting that her sister Sansa was in the cave with them.

Thoros drew Lord Beric aside. The two men stood talking in low whispers, Dondarrion turned back to the Hound. “You stand accused of murder, but no one here knows the truth or falsehood of the charge, so it is not for us to judge you. Only the Lord of Light may do that now. I sentence you to trial by battle.”

The Hound frowned suspiciously, as if he did not trust his ears. “Are you a fool or a madman?”

“Neither. I am a just lord. Prove your innocence with a blade, and you shall be free to go.”

Sansa breathed a sigh of relief, the Hound was virtually unbeatable with the sword, everyone knew it, including her sister Arya who was furious.

“So who will it be?”

“It’s me you’ll face,” said Lord Beric Dondarrion.

Thoros brought the Hound his swordbelt.

The Hound ripped the sword free and threw away the scabbard.

The Hound made to step toward his foe, Thoros of Myr stopped him. “First we pray.” He turned toward the fire and lifted his arms. “Lord of Light, look down upon us.”

All around the cave, the brotherhood without banners lifted their own voices in response. “Lord of Light, defend us.”

“Lord of Light, protect us in the darkness.”

“Lord of Light, shine your face upon us.”

“Light your flame among us, R’hllor,” said the red priest. “Show us the truth or falseness of this man.

Strike him down if he is guilty, and give strength to his sword if he is true. Lord of Light, give us wisdom.”

“For the night is dark,” the others chanted, “and full of terrors.”

And then the sword took fire.

The Hound retreated half a step totally shocked at the sight of his flaming sword, Sansa for her part was totally astonished.

The Hound charged him, he moved fast enough.

The flaming sword leapt up to meet the cold one, long streamers of fire trailing in its wake like the ribbons the Hound had spoken of. Steel rang on steel. No sooner was his first slash blocked than

Clegane made another, but this time Lord Beric’s shield got in the way, and wood chips flew from the force of the blow. Hard and fast the cuts came, from low and high, from right and left, and each one Dondarrion blocked. Each move Lord Beric made fanned them and made them burn the brighter, until it seemed as though the lightning lord stood within a cage of fire.

Now it was Lord Beric attacking, filling the air with ropes of fire, driving the bigger man back on his heels. Clegane caught one blow high on his shield, and a painted dog lost a head. He countercut, and Dondarrion interposed his own shield and launched a fiery backslash. The outlaw brotherhood shouted on their leader. “He’s yours!” Sansa heard, and “At him! At him! At him!” The Hound parried a cut at his head, grimacing as the heat of the flames beat against his face. He grunted and cursed and reeled away.

Lord Beric gave him no respite. Hard on the big man’s heels he followed, his arm never still. The swords clashed and sprang apart and clashed again, splinters flew from the lightning shield while swirling flames kissed the dogs once, and twice, and thrice. The Hound moved to his right, but Dondarrion blocked him with a quick sidestep and drove him back the other way . . . toward the sullen red blaze of the firepit.

Three steps up and two back, a move to the left that Lord Beric blocked, two more forward and one back, clang and clang, and the big oaken shields took blow after blow after blow. Lord Beric’s flaming sword whirled and slashed. In one wild flurry, the lightning lord took back all the ground the Hound had gained, sending Clegane staggering to the very edge of the firepit once more. The Hound screamed as he felt the fire licking against the back of his thighs. He charged, swinging the heavy sword harder and harder, trying to smash the smaller man down with brute force, to break blade or shield or arm. But the flames of Dondarrion’s parries snapped at his eyes, and when the Hound jerked away from them, his foot went out from under him and he staggered to one knee.

Sansa cried out in terror.

At once Lord Beric closed, his downcut screaming through the air trailing pennons of fire. Panting from exertion, Clegane jerked his shield up over his head just in time, and the cave rang with the loudcrack of splintering oak.

Sandor Clegane had fought his way back to his feet with a reckless counterattack. Not until Lord Beric retreated a pace did the Hound seem to realize that the fire that roared so near his face was his own shield, burning. With a shout of revulsion, he hacked down savagely on the broken oak, completing its destruction. The shield shattered, one piece of it spinning away, still afire, while the other clung stubbornly to his forearm. His efforts to free himself only fanned the flames. His sleeve caught, and now his whole left arm was ablaze. “Finish him!” someone shouted “Guilty!” Arya shouted with the rest. “Guilty, guilty, kill him, guilty!”

Smooth as summer silk, Lord Beric slid close to make an end of the man before him. The Hound gave a rasping scream, raised his sword in both hands and brought it crashing down with all his strength.

The Hound’s cold steel plowed into Lord Beric’s flesh where his shoulder joined his neck and clove him clean down to the breastbone. Sandor Clegane jerked backward, still burning. He ripped the remnants of his shield off and flung them away with a curse, then rolled in the dirt to smother the fire running along his arm.

Lord Beric’s knees folded slowly, as if for prayer. The Hound’s sword was still in him as he toppled face forward.

“Please,” Sandor Clegane rasped, cradling his arm. “I’m burned. Help me. Someone. Help me.” He was crying. “Please.”

Sansa jumped up and made to grab the canteen of one of the men who were watching the fight, but Sansa was stopped by her own sister Arya "What the hell is wrong with you?" she scolded her "You know who he is, don't you? Then why are you going to him?"

"He saved my life, I owe him that," replied Sansa who made to get past her sister, but to no avail.

"He's a murderer, he doesn't deserve your sympathy," she shouted angrily.

“You go to hell, Hound,” she screamed at Sandor Clegane in helpless empty-handed rage. “You just go to hell!”

“He has,” said a voice scarce stronger than a whisper.

When Arya turned, Lord Beric Dondarrion was standing behind her, his bloody hand clutching Thoros by the shoulder.

With Arya's disgust, the Hound was freed: the outlaws had healed Sandor Clegane's burned arm, returned his sword, armor, and horse, the only thing they had taken was his gold.

Arya felt a great and very strong anger at seeing him go, while Sansa a great despair: her only, their only chance of return was fading and she was once again a prisoner along with her sister, who, however, hated her.

"You're such a fool!" railed Arya to her sister's despair.

"Stop it!" implored Sansa with shining eyes.

"Crying for that monster! A murderer! You're crazy." Sansa pulled up her nose "Stop crying, you're pathetic!" continued Arya "That one doesn't care about anything or anyone but his own filthy skin!"

"That's not true." replied Sansa between sobs "He's rough, but…he saved me, he took me with him from King's Landing, he could have abandoned me to my fate, but he didn't, how can you call someone who saves your life a monster? " then Sansa continued her tale by narrating to her sister all that she had experienced, but Arya did not flinch, in fact her features became even harsher and her lips stretched into a straight line laden with reproach toward her older sister.

"You are a fool, Sansa, as well as a liar. First you defended Joffrey and forced me to let Nymeria go, with your words you condemned Mycah to death, and now you are defending that filthy murderer. You are a disgrace to our family!" sentenced Arya with contempt.

Sansa lost control of herself and forgot her manners, she slapped her sister who vehemently attacked her by scratching and beating her, it was that guy, Gendry, who separated the two sisters, someone else looked on in curiosity at that scene.

"What's the matter with you people?" the light-eyed, dark-haired boy intervened, tearing up Arya, who had thrown herself impetuously at her sister.

"My sister is mad, that's the matter," replied Arya furiously.

Sansa breathed heavily, then curled up in a corner and began to cry.

"All she can do is cry," Arya continued, "And lie."

She hated her, she hated her sister.

"Come on, leave her alone. Calm down," Gendry said again and then dragged the little Stark away from Sansa.

Sansa brought her knees to her chest and wept silently.

She wanted him to come back to her, to find a way to keep his promise, but days passed, the Sun rose and set, and he was gone.

Maybe she really was as stupid as her sister said!

"I brought you something to eat," Gendry told her when again the moon was high in the sky.

Sansa's eyes were swollen, hurting, and she was sure she looked decidedly grotesque, but by now the elder Stark did not even pay much attention to her appearance.

"Thank you." said Sansa.

She reached for the small wooden plate from which she picked up a cooked potato and chunks of meat with her hands; she had not eaten these foods for so long that they seemed a real treat to her palate.

"Don't mind Arya." he told her "She's angry, she's seen … so many bad things she'll never forget."

Sansa nodded "I know, I know how she feels. But she can't stand me. She didn't before… she won't now that I've taken the side of the Hound she despises with all her might. Arya and I will never love each other, even trying. We are so young and yet we have so much resentment already toward each other."

Gendry laid a hand on hers gently taking on a sorry expression "I hope you will understand each other and be able to talk peacefully sooner or later." he said to her before walking away from her and leaving her alone.

Sansa remained alone for the next few days, she struggled to sleep and eat, but by now she was getting used to even not eating or sleeping anymore, on the sixth day-when she got up again-every muscle ached, she had to maintain herself. She found in a corner not far from her Arya staring into the fire, she had an angry expression, when she approached her, her little sister looked venomously into her face "Gendry is gone too! Your prayers have been answered. I am alone too. The difference between us is I have lost a friend, you -- a lousy murderer!"

"Where did he go?" asked Sansa.

"The Brotherhood has… sold him." replied Arya, angrily throwing a handful of dust into the fire.

"Why?"

Arya did not answer, "We cannot trust them. They might do the same to us in exchange for a few gold coins! We have to…" Arya looked around before adding "…flee." Sansa looked at her for a long time, "Are you capable of doing that? Or are you going to cry and ask for help?" bounced Arya at her.

Sansa just looked at her sister, there was nothing she could do she had not forgiven her for losing her direwolf, not forgiven her for supporting Joffrey, not forgiven her for being there and doing nothing to prevent her father's death, not forgiven her for supporting the Hound.

Night came and along with it many men went to sleep, but neither Sansa nor Arya slept. They were awake and ready to flee. Arya had a strange light in her eyes, thought Sansa who instead merely stared at the exit in the hope of seeing Sandor Clegane enter it, take the two Starks and flee, but that did not happen. The Hound must have been many leagues away by now!

"Lannister guards a hundred feet from us!" someone shouted, that was the signal the two sisters had been waiting for, the two in the general confusion managed to easily get past the two knights placed to guard the cave. Sansa and Arya fled at breakneck speed into the dark woods, Sansa trudged on, but did not stop. She was suddenly grabbed as she ran, the one who tugged her was strong and had armor that stood out clearly in the moonlight, she kicked and flailed, but when she heard his voice she stopped, "By the Seventh Hells, stop!" Sansa turned around; it was the Hound.

She wanted to hug him, smile at him, but he asked her abruptly, "Where is that little monster?"

"She kept running."

She didn't even stop to check to see where I was….

The Hound left her there saying, "Hide in this bush and don't make a sound, got it?" then ran and ran in the hope of not making too much noise.

The younger Stark was running, she was fast.

Although she was fast, Sandor was more. He caught her from behind by encircling her by the arm and then said in her ear, "Kick all you want, little wolf, it won't do you any good."

Sandor would have liked the little one to be as docile as Sansa, but if Sansa was as gentle as a lamb, Arya was uncontrollable, a veritable wild wolf, he, for their sake, was forced to strike her, and so, having loaded her onto his shoulders and retrieved Sansa, the three of them walked away from the Whispering Wood.

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[altheasmeadow]

Friday Milkshakes

Pairing: Wooyoung X fem reader

Summary: In which he is enthralled with a waitress and can’t stop learning more about her

He didn’t know how he ended up here, maybe it was the countless failed dates or his members teasing him for being obsessed with the idea of romance since they were finally receiving a bit of a break, he just wanted someone to spend it with. The diner itself was cute, he wondered how he had never seen it before the checkered floor complimented the white walls well, not clashing with too many different colors like some diners do, the yellow booths popping against the sterile color and adding some warmth into the previously bland interior, but that wasn’t what the appeal about the diner was, the two workers behind the counter who wore the brightest grins as they playfiully pushed each other was. 

He could tell they were siblings, the diner seemingly being a family business as the man he saw earlier also resembled the two behind the counter. He hummed in thought before a milkshake was placed in front of him, he jolted and looked up at the waitress who twirled gracefully on her skates to turn and grab his food. Wootoung was in short clumsy, so seeing someone move with such ease on wheels was intimidating.

“Here ya go darlin,”the woman grinned as she grabbed the plate and placed it down in front of him, as soon as the place was placed, the male behind the counter took the time to kick one of her wheels reachcing his arms out to catch her if she falls, but the woman was seemingly a professional and skillfully shifted her weight slightly before pulling herself upright with little issue.

He spent the night watching the two siblings as they bickered, which lead to many days when he’d come just to watch the chaotic duo that seemed to give him a bit of warmth everytim he came in.

He became a regular customer, every friday night he’d come in and sit in his preferred booth, which lead to many conversations with the two siblings, him beginning to join in on the banter with a bit more of a flirtatious tone to his comments that lead to the woman blushing like a tomato and he himself grinning uncontrollably.

Wooyoung was rarely ever this determined, that’s a lie, he was determined when it came to annoying people. However the longer he got to know the woman from the diner the more he felt the need to prepare, every detail she shared of herself he would jot down in the notes on his phone.

She adores orange bush lilies, her favorite color is yellow, and she has an unhealthy obsession with caramel as well. All of her habits and interests are all safely hidden in his phone. He wanted to make this girl fall for him.

And She did, on his sixth visit, the boy ordered two milkshakes, his own and a caramel one. She had assumed he had a person meeting him at first but was completely caught off guard when the man offered her the seat across from him. But she obliged, it was empty in the diner anyway and if anyone did come in her brother could handle it.

“How are you, Wooyoung?”

“I’m great, especially since I’m sitting with you,” he grinned contentedly as her face blossomed into a blush yet again because of him.

“You are such a flirt,” She huffed, twirling her finger around the rim of her milkshake.

“Aye, only for you,” hhis response was a generic flirt which usually would have caused her to cringe away, but coming from the handsome man across from her she couldn’t help the way her hands flung up to cover her face.

The two sat and talked for hours, falling slowly but surely enough it was strong, her brother standing behind the counter grinned mischievously as he took multiple pictures to show his dad later. His dad loved to gush over the look guys give his daughter, and he knew that this look would have his dad on the floor crying with excitement.

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[sainzfilm]

hiii can I request an Instagram au Carlos x reader where reader is starting her singer career? She can be friends with most of the drivers too ty <3

pairing: carlos sainz x singer!reader

a/n: i love this!!! hope you enjoy it as much as i enjoyed making it :) also can you all tell that i love hailee and gracie…AND i also inserted taylor’s song ;) just because that makes me swoon from my feels ugh

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new beginnings - carlos sainz

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yourusername new beginnings. can’t wait for you all to hear my story x

photo credits to amor de mi vida, carlossainz55 🖤

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yukitsunoda0511 congratulations, Y/N!! 😊 i will make some sushi for you when you come by next race weekend

carlossainz55 also me, right?

yourusername no he said for ME, tonto

charles_leclerc excited for your career, bonne chance! 🍾🎊

yourusername thanks, bud!!! see you next weekend, stop hogging my boyfriend 😘

landonorris there we have it folks! the next grammy award winner for next year 😉

alex_albon you’re saying that so she can give you tickets when she opens for taylor swift

yourusername YOU GUYS….im blushing 🙄 also obviously what do you think of course im getting you guys tickets

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carlossainz55 boyfriend duties for mi amor. hope you all stay tuned for her ep next week, she worked very hard for it 😝❤️

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charles_leclerc mate….did you just let her pass out on the floor?

yourusername he did.

carlossainz55 ay, stop lying, amor. i carried you to bed afterwards 😑

danielricciardo all the best!!! already told the family and friends to check it out when its released 😎

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carlossainz55 first gig in london 🇬🇧 she didn’t know we were coming to surprise her, which is obvious in the second photo. 😝 proud of you, mi amor, te amo. x

ps. give me back my polo?

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yourusername HEY!!! to be fair, you told me you were busy with media day 😔 te amo te amo te amo. thank you for being the best, my carlos :)🖤 also. no. my polo now.

carlossainz55 ay, busy? when am i ever going to be busy when it comes to you?

charles_leclerc he’s right. he doesn’t want to play chess with me anymore because he’s on a call with you

alex_albon great great show, Y/N!! can’t wait for your success, lily and i are sending the biggest hugs 😊

yourusername PLEASEEEE come to my next show, i miss the both of you 😔

landonorris she’s beauty, she’s grace, she’s taking the music industry in the face!!! proud of you

yourusername you, george, and alex better come visit me real soon 😤 the powerpuff quartet must have a reunion

georgerussell63 i didnt agree to that name.

alex_albon we dont care, george

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yourusername its past midnight and i ask him to go on a drive, he picks up his car keys without hesitation. its one of his rest days and i ask him if he could cook some pasta, he grabs my hand and leads me to the kitchen. oh how you make coming home always so sweet.

sweet nothing, coming out on september 1. 🖤

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sainz55files oh my god…..did she write this song for him 😭 im going to be in tears when it comes out!!!

powerpuffquartet COUNT ME IN IM NOT READY

charles_leclerc why does he never cook pasta for me? 😔

landonorris change your name to Y/N then ask him again

danielricciardo such a poet your girl is, smooth operator! 😉

yourusername shakespeare must be tossing and turning in his grave

carlossainz55 brilliant mind, kind heart– you are everything and more to me, mi amor. i love you

yourusername now don’t come home without pizza hehehe i love you

alex_albon there we go, Y/N just messing the cheesiness up 😒

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[singmyaubade]

BEST FRIENDS

sypnosis: i have loved you for many years, maybe i am just not enough..

mature: may contain cursing, NSFW, and others

marauders era / james potter x y/n

you steadied your breath, finally done with the test in potions, “ay l/n!” you heard a familiar voice that warms your heart.

you turn around to see james smiling, running in your direction, “slow down potter!” you yelled with a grin as he smashes into you as you both land on the ground.

“are you trying to kill me?” you questioned, groaning in pain.

“is it a crime to be happy to see your best friend?” he asked, looking you in the eyes as you looked back in his eyes, heart rate growing faster.

he laughed before sitting up and extending his hand as you happily accepted, “thank you kind sir.” you fakely bowed.

“of course, my fair maiden.” you gave a teething smile at his playfulness.

“what were you so excited about that you nearly made me lose a limb?” you asked, walking ahead of him.

“lily talked to me!” he cheerfully replied.

you stopped in your tracks, “and why is this an exciting event?” you asked.

he frowned, “she never talks to me and she finally replied to my compliments.”

your breath hitched, feeling uneasy, “good on you james.” you turned back, giving him a reassuring smile.

he grinned back, interlocking your arms, “wanna go to my dorm?” he asked, already walking in the direction.

“i am excited to see what they are arguing about today.” you accepted.

“oh im sure it will take up most of the evening.” he added as you laughed.

“oh honey! i’m home!” james yelled into the dorm he shared with his best mates.

“did you bring the ham and brisket?” sirius yelled back in a failed country accent.

“now padfoot, that is a sad accent.” prongs replied, hitting him in the shoulder.

you looked inside as remus was laying, reading a book. you saw peter drawing someone on a piece of parchment paper. lastly, you saw siriua laying stomach down on his bed.

“and you brang the dime of the season.” sirius joked.

“just for you.” you replied, giving him a kiss on the cheek as you headed over to remus, “may i ask what you are reading?”

“you may not.” he grunted but you know he was just in one of his moods, giving him a kiss on the cheek as you headed over to peter.

you sat on his knee as you looked at his drawing, “pete, that is beautiful!” you boasted.

“they do say i am the greatest artist in year six.” he joked as you gave him a kiss on the cheek before laying on james bed next to him.

“would you ever date me?” he asked, looking at you.

you blushed, stuttering, “w-what, why would you ask?”

“i dunno, just curious.” he answered, looking ahead now as if he had never asked the question.

“have you decided who to take to the yule ball?” you asked, hoping he had considered you.

“lily of course but if she doesn’t accept, ill go with one of the banging girls in seventh year.” he smirked.

a piece of your heart shattered that james didn’t even consider you, “what about you?”

“probably nobody.” you answered.

“a damn shame if ive ever heard one.” sirius interjected, “ill go with you if you pay me five galleons.”

“i would rather go with slughorn.” you said, rolling your eyes.

he touched his heart with his hand, “you bruise my heart.”

you laughed, “are we going to that party tonight?” peter asked as your eyes opened widely.

“shit! i forgot about that and it’s in an hour, i have to get ready!” you quickly got up as they all looked at you as if you were crazy, “some of us are not here to look mediocre.” you winked as sirius mocked you as you headed out of the door.

you quickly opened the dorm door to see marlene already getting ready, “where have you been?” she asked.

“entertaining the marauders?” dorcas added.

“i lost track of time.” you replied, putting on your favorite dress.

“you really shouldn’t hang out with james if you like him, it’s bad for your sanity.” mary said.

“well it’s not like we are best friends.” you sarcastically said.

“but you know he likes lily and you like him.” dorcas said.

“i am fully aware but am i supposed to stop being friends with him because he can’t fancy me?” you asked, looking at all the girls.

“all we are saying is to protect your heart.” marlene sighed.

“and i appreciate you all, i just need to think of a plan.” you smiled at marlene, “but can we focus on the fact that we are going to be absolutely ravishing?” you said as they all laughed.

“per usual.” dorcas added.

you started adding your strawberry lip gloss as you fixed your hair and looked in the mirror once more, “you look hot!” marlene complimented.

“marls, don’t make me drop james for you.” you blew her a kiss as she fake caught it and held it to her heart.

“okay let’s go, i think that this is too late or an entrance.” mary urged as they all headed out the door.

dorcas said the password to the gryffindor common room as it opened and they heard the music. the marauders looked at all of them as james’s eyes darted away from lily’s face to yours.

you smiled into his direction as dorcas grabbed your hand to move to the dance floor, you started moving your hips to the song.

you felt someone behind you and you turned to see gideon prewett, an old fling. you gave him a smile as he moved his hands to your waist and you started grinding against him.

you could feel a pair of eyes on you and you look to see james talking to lily but his eyes are straight on you, your breath quickens at the eye contact.

“excuse me gideon.” you say as the song finishes. you move to sit on the couch as you feel someone sit next to you.

you look at the person and feel it to be james, “hi.” he says, giving you a shy grin.

“hi jamie.” you greet sweetly, “where’s lily?” you asked.

“went somewhere with mclaggen.” he shrugged as you frowned.

“im sorry jamie.” you sincerely felt bad.

“it’s okay, i have you.” he looked at you as you looked back at him.

you both stared at eachother for a long time before he leaned in closer and you followed the same movement as he kissed you deeply.

you felt your tounges intertwining as you tasted the firewhisky and felt the burn of it but it only ignited the kiss.

your hand went to his cheek as his went to your hair and he pulled on it gently.

“told you so.” mary said, taking the five galleons from sirius as he rolled his eyes.

“be my date to the yule ball?” james asked.

“without a doubt.” you smiled, kissing him again.

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[0710studios]

MGA KARAKTER. jeno x fem!reader

TAGS. light angst, fluff, smut, parenting!au, married!au, taguan ng anak!au

BILANG NG MGA SALITA. 6.5k (WOW DIBA SOUPER HABA BEH)

MGA BABALA. profanities, fingering, nipple sucking, unprotected sex (tangina ibalot niyo ang dapat ibalot!!!!!), oral (fem), marking, topics of pregnancy

CHIKA NG ADMINS. TAPOS NA SHUTA HAHAHAHAHAH thank u admin l for finishing <3 loves na loves kita - admin g | anyway!! halo-halong request na po ito sa mga jeno taguan ng anak enjoyers na gusto ng fluff eto na ang fluff sdhkhdha

open niyo yung links for visualizers! ito na rin pala yung visualizer nung game.

JENO KNEW HE SHOULDN’T BE DOING THIS.

lalo na’t alas otso pa lang ng umaga, at kung bubulabugin ka niya, malamang ay magagalit ka. ilang araw na kasi ang nakalipas simula nung huli ka niyang nakita at ilang araw na rin siyang walang tulog kakaisip sa anak niyo at syempre, sa’yo. ilang tawag, ilang text na ang ginawa nito pero ni isa wala ka talagang sinasagot. hindi siya napapagod, ang gusto lang niya ay mapag-usapan niyo ito bilang mag-asawa at bilang mga matatanda. gaya nga ng sabi niya, handa siyang panindigan ang bata. handa siyang magpakatatay para sa bata. 

kakatok na sana siya sa pinto ng apartment mo, alam niyang dito ka nakatira dahil naabutan ka niyang pumasok sa building na ito nung nagkita kayo ilang araw ang nakalipas at napagtanto niyang 'wag ka munang kausapin para magpalamig ng ulo. mabuti na lang at napaki-usapan niya ang gwardya at agad na sinabi nito kung anong apartment number mo. nanlaki ang mga mata ni jeno at nahihiyang binaba ang kamay na kanina ay nakataas para kumatok nang makita niya ang isang lalaki na hawak-hawak ang kamay ni lily.

"oh! it's tito jeno!" sabi ng bata, "hello po! bakit po kayo andito?"

lumuhod si jeno para tignan ang bata sa mga mata, at tangina, kamukhang kamukha niyong mag-asawa. "hi lily, i was hoping i could talk to your mom eh. is she home?" sasagot na sana si lily, pero naudlot ito.

"woo, 'yung lunch ni lily—" natigil ang sasabihin mo nang makita mo si jeno na nakaluhod sa harap ng bata, "muntik niyo na maiwan…" pagtutuloy mo, agad mong binalot ang sarili mo sa robe na suot mo. nakabukas kasi ito at ang tanging suot mo lang ay puting sando terno ng bulaklaking shorts. "anong ginagawa mo dito?"

"mommy, tito jeno said he wants to talk to you!" sagot ni lily, "tito jeno, she's here, she's home po!" pinanood ni jeno na kuhain ng lalaki ang kaninang hawak-hawak mong lunchbox at humalik ang bata sa pisngi mo bago tuluyang umalis. ilang segundo kayong nagtitigan ni jeno bago mo siya papasukin sa loob ng bahay.

"so…" panimula mo, "i guess, dapat na talaga nating pag-usapan ano?" umupo si jeno sa sofa, ang mga mata niya ay ineexamina ang mga dekorasyon ng bahay mo. simple lang ito, maraming puting gamit at puro imahe niyong mag-ina pero isa ang pumukaw sa atensyon niya—ang imahe niyong dalawa ni lily nung araw na pinanganak mo ang bata. halata na ang imahe na ito ay kakatapos mo pa lang manganak dahil may naka-kabit pang nasal cannula sa'yo tapos umiiyak pa ang bata sa imahe. nawala ang atensyon ni jeno dito nang magpatong ka ng isang tasa ng kape sa center table at umupo sa kabilang upuan. "sorry hindi ko sinasagot 'yung tawag at texts mo, gusto ko kasing magpalamig muna ng ulo bago ka kausapin eh"

tumango si jeno at hinayaan kang magpatuloy ng sasabihin, "alam kong mali 'yung ginawa kong tinago ko sa'yo si lily, in my defense, wala naman kasi sa kontrata natin 'yun di 'ba? hindi ko alam kung anong magiging reaksyon mo kung sasabihin ko sa'yo na ikaw ang tatay ng bata." pag-amin mo, "sa totoo lang, jeno… inisip ko na rin naman sabihin sa'yo nung nag-isang taon si lily eh pero naunahan ako ng takot dahil baka isipin mo hinahabol lang kita para sa pera—hindi ganun 'yun. maliit lang ang kinikita ko, oo, pero napagtanto ko na kaya kong buhayin si lily mag-isa kaya lalong hindi ko sinabi sa'yo."

"y/n—"

"ako muna, please…" pakiusap mo, "lilinawin ko na agad sa'yo, alam kong kasal pa tayo sa papel. hindi ko nobyo si jungwoo, may sariling buhay si jungwoo. sadyang na-attach na talaga sa kanya si lily dahil siya ang andyan." nagbuntong hininga ka, "sorry kung umalis ako agad nung isang araw—it was too much for me to take. tungkol ba ito sa kasal natin?"

"it was supposed to be pero… ngayon it's more of about lily na eh" sagot ni jeno, "y/n, is it too much to ask kung gugustuhin kong maging parte ng buhay ng bata? willing akong magpaka-tatay sa kanya, i'll make up with the lost 4 years."

ilang minuto kang natahimik bago muling nagkaroon ng lakas ng loob na magsalita, sana tama ang gagawin mong desisyon, sana hindi humantong sa punto ng buhay niyo na mapupunta kayo sa korte at ipaglalaban kung sino ang mas karapat-dapat na makasama ng bata. "okay," isang salita pero halos lahat ng pag-aaalala ni jeno ay nawala. "sana lang hindi mali 'tong desisyon ko jeno, payag akong magpaka-tatay ka sa anak natin… pero huwag mo sanang gamitin ang tsansang ito para ilayo sakin ang anak ko."

it took you by surprise when he held your hand, "hindi ko gagawin 'yun, kaya magtiwala ka sakin."

pabalik-balik ka sa loob ng kwarto mo, late kasing sinabi sa'yo ni lily na may event pala sila sa school bukas ng umaga dahil nakalimutan niyang ibigay sa'yo ang event slip na binigay ng teacher niya three days ago. buti na lang at day-off mo bukas, okay lang sana sa'yo na kayong dalawa ni lily ang umattend pero gusto niyang makasama si jeno dahil pamilya naman raw kayo. isang taon na ang lumipas simula nung nagkakilala ang mag-ama, at buong pusong tinanggap ni lily si jeno, apilyedo na nga rin ni jeno ang gamit ng bata eh. may mga araw na dun sa bahay ni jeno natutulog si lily, may nga araw naman na dito siya sa'yo.

"hello?" pagod na sagot ni jeno sa tawag mo, "y/n, bakit?"

"um… alam kong kakauwi mo lang galing ng london, sabi ni lily pero…" narinig mong kumaluskos ang kumot niya, mukhang nagising siya sa tawag mo dahil 9:30 na ng gabi. "lily has a family day event tomorrow, gusto ka niyang makasama… gusto ko lang sana itanong kung pwede ka? kasi kung hindi pwede naman na si jungwoo—"

"no, i'll come."

natigil ka ng ilang segundo, "wala ka bang trabaho bukas? baka nakakaabala kami, okay lang naman kung—"

"i already told you, y/n. pupunta ko. work is important, but so is our daughter." sagot niya, "what time tomorrow?"

"9:30 'yung start ng event, siguro mga 9 dapat andun ka na."

"okay, i'll pick you guys up tomorrow." sasagot ka pa sana kaso binaba na agad ni jeno ang tawag, you rolled your eyes and threw your phone on the bed. simula nung nagsimulang magbonding si jeno at lily, madalas siyang ilag kay jungwoo—na dapat hindi kahit unang una, platonic kayo ni jungwoo. wala namang something sa inyong dalawa, pero madalas talaga kapag nasa bahay mo si jungwoo at susunduin ni jeno si lily, napapansin mong mabilis mag-iba ang mood nito.

tuwang tuwa si lily nang makita si jeno sa sala niyo pagkatapos niyang magbihis at agad na tumalon para salubungin ang tatay niya ng mahigpit na yakap. halos dalawang linggo kasing hindi nagkita ang mag-ama dahil nasa ibang bansa si jeno. pag dating niyo ng eskwelahan ni lily, maraming nanay ang nakapansin kay jeno, maski mga guro ay napalingon habang naglalakad kayong pamilya. grabeng participation ang ginawa ni jeno at lily, lahat na ata ng pwedeng salihan na laro ay ginawa nilang mag-ama. akala mo nga safe ka na eh, pero…

"mommy, mommy, sali kayo ni daddy!" excited na sabi ni lily, "ayun oh!"

pinakinggan mo kung paano laruin ang laro na pinipilit kang pasalihin ng anak niyo, magsisimula ang laro na may prutas sa gitna (specifically sa may pusod), at simula dun, dapat makarating ang prutas na iyon sa bibig niyong dalawa na hindi magagalaw ng kamay niyo. aayaw ka na sana, pero hinawakan ni jeno ang kamay mo at marahan kang hinigit papunta sa gitna kung saan andun na ang ibang mga maglalaro.

dahil nga late na kayo nakasali ni jeno, isang apple ang prutas na binigay sa inyo. tangina, ang liit naman eh! reklamo mo sa utak mo. sobrang awkward dahil sa liit ng mansanas, ramdam na ramdam mo kung gaano ka lapit si jeno sa'yo. "stay still, ako na ang gagalaw" sabi ni jeno, pero hindi mo maiwasang hindi gumalaw dahil parang mahuhulog ang prutas. "y/n, i said stay still"

"baka mahulog 'yung prutas!" sagot mo, hindi mo alam kung paano o anong ginawa ni jeno, pero ang prutas na kanina ay nasa may pusod niyo ay nasa dibdib mo na. sobrang awkward ng posisyon niyo dahil ang mukha ni jeno ay may pagkamalapit sa dibdib mo. "hoy, jeno! ano! galaw!"

"teka lang, 'wag ka kaya magmadali ano?" sabi nito, ang pisngi niya ay nakadikit na sa pisngi ng mansanas, "pag nasa may pisngi mo na, 'wag kang gagalaw para mabilis nating makagat"

sa liit ng prutas na meron kayo, nastuck kayo nung nasa may leeg mo na. sobrang liit ng espasyo, nararamdaman mo ang paghinga ni jeno sa leeg mo. "what perfume are you wearing?" kaswal na tanong nito.

"ha?"

"you smell good"

"jeno, y-yung laro… andaming nakatingin satin" sabi mo, gumalaw si jeno kasabay ng prutas na nasa leeg mo, inangat niya ito sa pisngi mo at mabilis na nilipat sa labi mo, binuka mo ng bahagya ang bibig mo para hindi ito mahulog. agad niyong tinaas ang mga kamay niyo, simbolo na tapos na kayong mag-asawa at hindi ginamit ang mga kamay para matapos ang laro. the only thing separating the small space between you two is the apple. titig na titig si jeno sa mga mata mo, pati ikaw, actually. ngunit agad mong inalis ang tingin mo nang marinig mong iannounce ng mc na kayo ang panalo ni jeno.

"wow, kung sino pa 'yung late na sumali, sila pa 'yung winner! bongga!" sabi ng mc, "mommy and daddy, pwede na po bitawan ang prutas, para po mainterview namin kayo"

ikaw na ang naunang lumayo at humarap sa madla, habang si jeno naman ay sinambot ang mansanas at tumabi sa'yo.

"kaninong parents po kayo?" tanong ng mc, agad itong sinagot ni jeno. "ay kay lily! estudyante ko yan sa math and bukod sa matalino siya—sir, kamukhang kamukha niyo po ang bata!" nginitian naman siya ni jeno, "so ayan, congratulations po for winning this game—please introduce yourself to the crowd po, parentals." 

pagtapos niyong magpakilala ni jeno, akala mo tapos na— "ilang taon na po kayong kasal?"

"actually hindi—"

jeno was quick to cut you off, "6 years, lily is five na eh"

pagtapos pang makipagkwentuhan ng mc sainyo, bumalik na rin kayo sa tabi ni lily. nagthank you sainyong dalawa ang bata dahil sobrang saya niya't nagparticipate kayo at nanalo. medyo late na natapos ang event, 6:30 tapos inaya pa kayo ni jeno kumain sa labas kaya magna-9 na rin nang makarating kayo sa apartment mo. dahil tulog na tulog ang bata sa likod ng kotse ni jeno, siya na rin ang nag-offer na buhatin siya pabalik sa unit mo. habang nagaayos ka ng mga gamit na dinala mo sa eskwelahan, lumabas si jeno sa kwarto ni lily.

"jeno, thank you pala sa pagsama samin ngayong araw. lily is really happy to have you in that event." sabi mo at inalis ang mga gamit na nalinis mo na. "sorry rin kung late notice, kagabi lang rin sakin sinabi ni lily"

"if it has to do with lily or you, willing naman akong hindi pumasok sa trabaho." ngiti niya, "so… there's something i want to talk to you about—it's about what happened earlier today"

"alin?"

"the game," sagot niya, "the apple game, when we locked eyes… i know i'm not the only one who felt that spark between us."

"nako, jeno, kung anu-ano na lang lumalabas sa bibig mo… antok lang yan." biro mo, pero pag-angat mo ng tingin mo sa kanya ay seryoso ang kanyang mukha. "ay… sorry" nagulat ka dahil bigla niyang hinawakan ang kamay mo, "jeno…?"

"it's been bothering me for months, y/n" sabi ni jeno, "and i never knew a simple eye contact with you kanina would make me realize how much i like— no, love you…? probably"

"kaya ka ba nagseselos kay woo?"

"me? nagseselos?" sabi ni jeno, "why would i?"

"nagbabago mood mo kapag andito si woo"

"...fine" he rolled his eyes, "so, what i really want to ask is… do you want to try and make this work with me?"

—.

nagising ka kasi kaninang umaga dahil kay lily, tinatawag ka nito para kumain ng agahan na luto raw ng asawa mo (medyo kinabahan ka dahil baka nasunog ang kusina, pero buti na lang at tinulungan pala siya ng helper niyo). bihirang bihira mag-luto ang asawa mo dahil sa sobrang busy nito sa trabaho at madalas na umaalis ng bahay na kape lang ang laman ng tyan. pagkatapos mong maghilamos at magsipilyo, lumabas ka sa kwarto niyo na hawak-hawak ang kamay ng bata habang nakikinig sa kwento nito, umpisa na kasi ng summer vacation kaya napakaraming kwento tungkol sa nangyari sa eskwelahan niya kahapon.

"good morning," ngiti ni jeno at lumapit sa inyong dalawa para humalik sa pisngi. "kain na tayo?" bumitaw sa pagkakahawak ng kamay mo si lily at nagpabuhat sa tatay niya. tinitignan mo ang pagkaing niluto ni jeno, continental breakfast— pancakes, waffles, egg and coffee. hindi mo alam kung paano niya na kumbinsi ang katulong niyo sa bahay na tulungan siyang magluto, pero mukhang pinag-effortan ito ng asawa mo. pagkatapos paupuin ni jeno ang anak niyo sa sariling upuan, hinila nito ang upuan mo at hinintay kang maka-upo. "i woke up early for this," sabi niya at tinulak palapit ng lamesa ang upuan mo pagkaupo mo. "sabihin mo sa akin kapag pangit ang lasa, mahal ha"

gamit ang tinidor, humiwa ka ng maliit na bahagi ng pancake. si jeno may gawa neto? tanong mo sa isip mo, pero naisip mo rin na bumibili ka ng ready-to-cook pancake mix. "hmm, masarap naman" ngiti mo, "anong meron, jeno? bakit may pa-breakfast ka?"

"huh? wala naman, wala kasi akong pasok ngayon, we're traveling later, kaya naisip kong magluto" simpleng sagot nito, "anak, excited ka bang magstay kila lolo at lola mo for two weeks?" excited na tumango ang bata habang kumakain, hindi na nagsalita dahil puno ng waffles ang bibig kaya napatawa si jeno. hinawakan ni jeno ang kamay mong hindi mo ginagamit at pinisil ito, "i know you're worried about leaving her with my parents but your parents said na bibisita rin sila kila mom whenever they can. lily will be fine with them"

for the first time since you gave birth to lily, ito ang unang beses na dalawang linggo mong hindi makikita ang anak mo. you are aware that lily is already capable enough to take care of herself, of course, with a little guidance from her grandparents. minsan sobrang natatakot ka kasi ang bilis ng oras, lily was already eight at parang kailan lang nung nalaman ni jeno na may anak pala kayong dalawa. maybe it's the protective maternal instinct, pero parang gusto mo na lang mag-backout sa bakasyon niyo ni jeno sa bali o di kaya isama na lang ang bata. then again, narealize mo, sa ilang taon mong ginugol sa pagiging nanay at sa pagtatrabaho, ito ang unang beses na magbabakasyon ka. tumango ka sa sinabi ni jeno at bumalik sa pagkain ng agahan bago mo paliguan ang anak at maghanda ng mga gamit na bibitbitin nito sa bahay ng lolo't lola niya.

pagtapos mong asikasuhin si lily, agad kang naligo dahil 2 pm ang flight niyo ni jeno papuntang bali at 9 am na rin, naging ugali kasi ni jeno na umalis ng bahay ilang oras bago ang flight para maiwasan ang mga aberya sa airport. 9:30 nang matapos ka at sinalubong mo ang mga magulang ni jeno, his parents grew to love you lalong lalo na si lily. ang buong akala kasi nila, hindi na mag-aasawa ang anak. kahit nung nalaman nila nung una na kasal lang kayo sa papel, tinanggap ka nila kalaunan—tinanggap ka nila na parang pamilya. 

"enjoy indonesia, anak. sa bali kayo pupunta ni jeno, there's a lot of beaches na sigurado akong maeenjoy niyong mag-asawa!" sabi ng nanay ni jeno at niyakap ka, "lily will be okay with us, we'll update you every now and then ha. no need to worry,"

ngumiti ka sa biyenan mo, "sorry ma, unang beses ko kasi 'tong malalayo kay lil… i trust you with her naman po, sadyang mamimiss ko lang siya"

"ganyang ganyan kay dyan kay jeno, anak. bunso ko kasi 'yan kaya clingy ako sa kanya, naiintinidihan ko kung bakit ka kinakabahan." hinaplos ng biyenan mo ang likod mo at nakita niyang pababa na ang anak niya kasama ang apo. ilang kwentuhan pa ang naganap bago kayo tuluyang umalis ng bahay mag-asawa.

habang bumabyahe, napansin mong hindi ito ang daan papuntang airport. parang nakalampas na nga ata kayo at biglang pinasok ng driver niyo ang sasakyan sa parang isang runway na napapalibutan ng mga eroplano. "jeno, saan tayo pupunta? hindi ito 'yung airport, aware ka ba?"

nilingon ka ni jeno at ngumiti, hinawakan ang kamay mo at pinisil ito. "i rented a private plane papuntang bali, mahal" sagot niya, "you deserve a luxurious travel and i don't think we're able to get that kung sa airline mismo, kahit na magfirst class pa tayo." nilapit ni jeno ang mukha niya sa'yo at hinalikan ka ng mabilis sa labi, "i really, really want to be alone with you this time, mahal, that's why i did this."

"pero—"

"no buts, deserve mo 'to… deserve natin 'tong mag-asawa, okay?" sabi niya at dinala ang kamay mo sa labi niya, "don't worry about sa gastusin ko, if it's for you, i'd pay millions to make you happy, my love"

ngumiti ka sa kanya at nagtititigan lang kayong dalawa hanggang sa binuksan ng staff ang pinto ng kotse niyo. as the two of you were walking towards the private jet, the staffs greeting the two of you one by one, jeno spins you around and connects your lips together. paghiwalay ng mga labi niyo, agad ka niyang inalalayan paakyat ng eroplano. sometimes, you forget how rich jeno's family are—considering they own half of seoul, talagang barya lang para sa kanya ang gastusin dito. it even makes you wonder what made him fall in love with you na totoo. jeno doesn't like it kapag ganito na ang takbo ng isip mo but he makes sure to remind you why he loved you in the first place, he never fails to do that every time. he never fails to hold your hand and kiss those worries away. 

medyo mahaba ang byahe kahit naka-private jet kayo ni jeno, buong byahe magkahawak kamay lang kayo ng asawa mo at pag dating ng hotel, hindi na rin kayo kumain ng hapunan sa sobrang antok. ni hindi niyo na nga natawagan ang magulang ni jeno dahil sa sobrang pagod. pag gising mo kinabukasan, hindi mo mahanap ang asawa mo sa loob ng kwarto. iniisip mo na baka nasa gym lang ito kaya naghanda ka na rin para sa araw niyo. natapos ka na maligo't lahat lahat pero hindi pa rin nakakabalik si jeno, hanggang na mahanap mo ang isang puting damit na nakasampay sa walk-in closet ng hotel na may nakadikit na sticky note. 'good morning, mahal! may inaasikaso lang ako, babalik rin ako agad. for now, after you freshen up, wear this dress and we'll explore this hotel together.'

medyo kumunot ang noo mo, knowing na nasa bakasyon kayo ni jeno tapos may inaasikaso siya. you didn't leave your daughter back in korea para lang magtrabaho siya habang nandito kayo sa paraiso. nagtry kang tumawag sa magulang ni jeno, pero hindi ito sumagot. nagsisimula ka na ulit mag-panic. ano bang meron at bakit parang busy ang lahat pwera ikaw? bago ka pa man lumabas ng kwarto, pumasok si jeno sa villa niyo. mukhang galing nga ng gym dahil sa suot nito. binati ka ng good morning saka humalik sa pisngi mo't sabi na hintayin mo siyang matapos maghanda bago kayo lumabas para gumala. 

"saan ka ba galing? i didn't leave our daughter behind para lang magtrabaho ka dito, jeno" sabi mo habang sinasara ng asawa mo ang pinto ng villa niyo pero tanging ngiti lang ang sagot nito sa'yo kaya lalo kang nainis. "jeno naman eh"

"mahal, if i tell you kung saan ako galing, masisira lang ang plano ko." sagot niya at hinawakan ang kamay mo, "let's go na, malelate tayo"

just like yesterday, the staff escorted you as you walk around the resort. natunugan mo na ang mangyayari nang makita mo ang kapilyang may overlooking ng dagat kaya napatigil ka sa paglalakad, ngumiti si jeno sa'yo at kinulong ang mukha mo sa parehong kamay niya. "my love, ito ang inaasikaso ko." he chuckled, "technically, hindi tayo nagkaroon ng wedding. we just got married through papers and that's why i want to fulfill the wedding of your dreams." pag-amin niya sa'yo, "your siblings helped me with the preparations, even jungwoo did as well as lily. so, will you, y/n lee, give me this chance to say my vows to you?"

hindi pa kayo nakakapasok ng kapilya, pero naiiyak ka na kay jeno. kaya pala nagiwan ng puting damit sa'yo, dahil ikakasal na talaga kayo ng tunay ngayon. "nakakainis ka," naiiyak mong sabi, "jeno lee, you know what my answer is… yes na yes. kahit anong mangyari, kahit pagbali-baliktarin ang mundo, oo pa rin ang sagot ko sa'yo."

gusto kang halikan ni jeno, pero hindi na muna sa ngayon. pag sinabi na ng paring magkakasal sa inyo na lang siguro. inalalayan ka niya sa hagdan, nung una, akala mo kayong dalawa lang. nang buksan ang pinto ng kapilya, nakita mo ang mga pamilyar na mukha—pamilya mo, pamilya ni jeno, mga kaibigan mo at kaibigan ni jeno. iniwan ka na ni jeno sa dulo ng kapilya, and lily ran to you, wearing a dress in a similar color as yours, holding a basket of flowers. lumuhod ka para salubungin ng yakap ang anak mo, "mommy, sorry kung nagsikreto po kami ni daddy sa'yo ng ilang buwan." sabi nito sa'yo, "but daddy really wanted to marry you here in bali kaya i helped him with this."

"okay lang anak, thank you for helping daddy ha" sabi mo at nagpunas ng luha, tumayo ka ulit para naman mayakap ang tatay mong ngiting-ngiti. "pa…"

your father engulfed you to a hug, "buti naman at mailalakad na kita papuntang altar" biro nito, "congratulations anak."

jeno was smiling ear to ear habang naglalakad ka papunta sa harap niya, hindi maiwasang hindi maluha dahil ito na—sasabihin niya na ang mga salitang hindi niya nasabi sa'yo noon, ang mga salitang hanggang ngayon ay nahihiya siyang sabihin at mga salitang inipon niya para sa'yo. matapos ang seremonya ng pari, oras na para magpalit kayo ng panata para sa isa't isa.

mahal, lily's mom, ang aking tinatangi, y/n lee,

hayaan mo akong sabihin ang mga bagay na matagal ko nang gustong sabihin sa'yo, pero dahil laging nauuna ang hiya at takot ko, hindi ko ito masabi sa'yo ng tuluyan pero ito na—sasabihin ko na sa mundo at sa harap ng pamilya't mga kaibigan natin kung gaano kita ka-mahal at kung gaano ako kahandang gugulin ang buhay kong ito na kasama ka, si lily at ang mga magiging anak pa natin sa darating na kinabukasan.

unang una sa lahat, gusto kong humingi ng tawad sa'yo—hindi naging maganda ang unang taon natin bilang mag-asawa. naging tayo dahil sa isang kondisyon at nagkahiwalay tayo dahil doon. pero, hindi tayo makakarating sa buhay na tinatahak natin ngayon kung hindi tayo dumaan sa ganung proseso. hindi ako nagsisisi na nakilala kita, kahit sa ganung paraan—hindi ko inaasahan na ikaw pala ang magtuturo sa akin kung paano magmahal ng tunay, i wasn't even aware nor was sure that i was capable enough to love you and our daughter. noong binata pa ako, sigurado ako na hindi ako makakahanap ng tamang babae para sakin… hanggang sa dumating ka sa buhay ko't nagbago ang takbo ng tadhana ko.

i was confused when you left me, but your reason was good enough for me to understand why you left in the first place. then you returned and told me we had a daughter together, nung una hindi ko alam kung anong sasabihin ko sa'yo noon. mahal, i'm sorry—for using you for my own convenience before. ngayon, walang makakapantay na materyal na bagay na magbibigay ng kasiyahan sa akin tulad ng kasiyahan na binibigay niyo sakin ni lily.

do you remember the time na inimbita mo kong umattend ng family day sa school ni lily? kinakapa ko pa ang ugali ng bata noon dahil baka hindi niya ako tanggapin bilang tatay niya, na baka may galit ang bata sa akin dahil ilang taon rin akong hindi nag-exist sa buhay niya. pero sinigurado mo sakin na hindi ganun, na tanggap ako ng anak natin kahit ilang taon ang lumipas na hindi ko siya kilala at hindi niya ako kilala.

thank you for bringing happiness and joy to my life, you and lily are my blessing in disguise. thank you for always holding my hand, for always taking care of me. so my love, i promise you the world, to grow with you until we're grey and old, to wipe your tears whenever you're crying, to be the reason why you smile, i will forever promise to dream with you, to walk next to you as our life goes on. i will be yours forever and always, in sickness and in health, for better or for worse. i love you, misis ko.

buti na lang at hindi ka masyadong naglagay ng makeup dahil rumaragasa na ang mga luha mo, agad itong pinunasan ni jeno gamit ang hinlalaki niya at ngumiti sa'yo. "i love you" banggit niya muli bago hayaang kuhain mo ang mikropono sa kamay niya. pinalitan rin niya ang singsing na suot mo ng bago. huminga ka ng malalim bago magsalita.

jeno,

i wasn't expecting that we'd come here in bali to get married in front of our friends and family. ang totoo nyan, akala ko gusto mo lang magbakasyon na tayong dalawa lang. i was suspicious dahil unang araw natin dito tapos hindi kita mahanap kaninang umaga, then when we were walking towards this chapel—nakaramdam na 'ko nun, at sinabi mo sakin na gusto mo akong pakasalan dahil gusto mong ibigay ang pangarap kong kasal. mahal, wala akong pake kung saang lupalop man tayo ikasal—as long as it's with you, i'm okay—i'm more than okay.

dahil impromptu itong vows ko sa'yo, wala akong masabi… parang nauubusan ako ng salita ngayon sa ginawa mo. sobrang, grabeng effort ang ginawa mo para dito and hindi ko alam kung paano ko papantayan ito. 

jeno, our life is… different from the others. parang tayo lang ata ang naka-experience ng ganitong klaseng buhay, ng ganitong klaseng istorya. our love story is definitely unique, and if i'm given a chance to choose, i'll choose you every time, all over again. gaya nga ng sabi ni taylor swift, all's well that ends well to end up with you. excited akong magising tuwing umaga na ikaw ang makikita, excited akong matulog na ikaw ang katabi. you've made me the happiest woman in this earth today, jeno lee. i will be yours forever and always, in sickness and in health, for better or for worse. i love you so much, jeno lee.

and when jeno finally got the signal from the priest, the moment he heard "you may now kiss the bride", he held your face gently before connecting your lips together. malakas na hiyaw mula sa mga kaibigan at pamilya ang nag-echo sa maliit na kapilya. nang maghiwalay ang labi niyo, natawa kayo ni jeno dahil tatawagin niyo dapat ang anak niyo para magpalitrato, pero nakita niyong nakatakip ang nga mata niya gamit ang mga maliliit na kamay. 

sa mga sumunod na oras, nag-celebrate lang kayo kasama ang mga kaibigan at pamilya. as much as you wanted to spend the night with lily, ang anak mo na mismo ang nagsabi na magi-stay siya sa mga lolo't lola niya at hahayaan daw muna niya kayo ng daddy niya. sabik na sabik si jeno na masolo ka pagtapos ng mahabang araw, ngayong legal na talaga kayong kasal at nagpalit na kayo ng panata para sa isa't isa sa harap ng pamilya't kaibigan niyo, gusto ka na ulit masolo ni jeno. alam niyang dalawang araw pang magi-stay rito ang mga bisita, pero sa isang linggo niyong natitira dito bilang mag-asawa, susulitin niya ang mga araw na iyon.

"so… officially, you're mrs. jeno lee na" bulong ni jeno sa leeg mo habang nagtatanggal ka ng alahas, ang kamay nito ay nasa bewang mo't pinipisil ito ng marahan. "i'm sorry if it took me long enough na magdecide na bigyan ka ng proper wedding—"

tinignan mo siya sa salamin at ngumiti, isang kamay mo ay humawak sa kamay niya, "sabi ko naman sa'yo, may kasal man o wala, basta ikaw ang kasama kong tatanda, okay na ko dun." nilapag mo ang kwintas at hikaw na suot mo sa vanity table. nagtama ang mga mata niyo ni jeno sa salamin, at napangisi ka dahil kinindatan ka nito at nag-umpisang ibaba ang zipper sa gilid ng damit. he lets the dress pool over you feet before he turned you around, his hands skillfully removing the undergarments you were wearing. umikot ka at pinagdikit mo ang labi niyong dalawa, ang kamay mo ay isa-isang binuksan ang butones ng suot niyang polo at pagtapos nito ay ang kanyang pantalon. napahiyaw ka nang bigla kang buhatin ni jeno, ang hita mo ay pumulupot sa balakang niya't hindi naghihiwalay ang mga labi niyo habang naglalakad siya palabas ng walk in closet.

dahan-dahan kang binaba ni jeno sa kama, labi niya na mismo ang humiwalay at nilipat ito sa panga mo, habang nagkakalat ng halik si jeno sa balat mo, nararamdaman mo ang tigas ng ari niya sa puke mo. hindi mo maiwasang hindi umungol at higpitan ang pagkakapulupot ng binti mo sa kanya. "jeno…" ungol mo sa tenga niya, habang naglalagay siya ng marka sa leeg mo't nilalamas ang dede mo. pagkatapos niyang mag-iwan ng marka, hinalikan niya ito bago halikan ang labi mo ng mabilis. 

jeno creates a trail of kisses on your body; from your lips, to your neck, to your chest, to your stomach that carried his daughter for months—jeno was hoping na masundan na agad si lily, you've been talking about it for months prior to this surprise wedding. may mga araw rin kasing nagtatanong na lang bigla ang anak niyo kung kailan siya magkakaroon ng kapatid, naaalala niya tuloy kung paano ka nagtago sa ilalim ng kumot nang sinabi mong gusto mo na nga rin sundan ang panganay niyo. 

napahiyaw ka dahil biglang hinila ni jeno ang balakang mo palapit sa mukha niya, nararamdaman mo ang paghinga niya sa loob ng hita mo. hindi niya na pinatagal at dikit ang dila niya sa namamasa mong puke. umarko ang likod mo at naguumpisang pumulupot ang mga daliri mo sa buhok ni jeno. baliw na baliw si jeno tuwing ginagawa mo ito, para kasi sa kanya, iyon ang paraan mo para sabihin na nasasarapan ka sa ginagawa niya. lalo mong nahila ng malakas ang buhok niya dahil bigla siyang nagpasok ng isang daliri, na agad sinundan ng isa. 

"love, h-hindi ko na kaya…" mahina mong sabi, dumila pa ng isang beses si jeno bago lumayo pero hindi tinanggal ang daliri niya sa loob mo.

"let go lang, mahal" sabi nito sa hita mo't binilisan ang galaw ng daliri. his fingers were curling inside of you, finding the right spot to make your knees weak. alam niyang nakakapa na niya ito dahil nagsasara na ang hita mo, "here?" tanong ni jeno, tumango ka naman at naglabas ng malakas na ungol. "fuck, ang ganda mo, mahal ko"

umayos sa pagkakapwesto si jeno't nilinya ang tite nita sa butas mo, binaba muna ang sarili para mahalikan ka. nalalasahan mo ang sariling likido mo sa labi niya, "gonna make love to you, mahal" bulong niya sa labi mo, "napagusapan naman na natin na sundan na si lil, hindi ba?"

"mhmm"

"baka kasi hindi pa ito yun, but we'll keep on trying, yeah?"

ulo pa lang ng tite ni jeno ang napapasok niya pero napahawak ka na agad sa batok niya. habang binabaon ni jeno palalim ang ari niya sa'yo, dinidistract ka niya sa paraan na humahalik siya sa pisngi mo't bumubulong ng matatamis na salita. ilang segundo ang tinagal ni jeno sa loob mo bago siya mag-umpisang bumayo, kinuha niya ang isang kamay mo at hinawakan ito. he pinned your intertwined hands above you as he slowly moved his hips.

"okay lang, mahal?" mahinang tanong ni jeno, medyo bumibilis ang pag bayo niya kaya nagsisimula nang tumirik ang mga mata mo. "am i making you feel good?"

"y-yes, love… you can move faster"

but jeno didn't, because he wanted to savor this moment. madalas kasi kapag nagtatalik kayo ni jeno ay mabilisan lang dahil nasa edad si lily na mas gustong tumabi sa inyong mag-asawa dahil natatakot matulog mag-isa sa kwarto niya. swerte na kung walang pasok si jeno at wala ka pa ring pasok, tapos si lily naman ay nasa eskwelahan. ni hindi mo nga matandaan kung kailan kayo huling nagtalik ng mabagal. bumitaw si jeno sa kamay mo, inalis mo ns rin ang pagkakapulupot ng binti mo sa bewang niya. ang kamay ni jeno na kanina ay nakahawak sa kamay mo ay nilipat niya sa likod ng tuhod mo para itulak ito palapit sa dibdib mo, binabaon ng malalim ang tite niya sa butas mo. 

nung binata pa si jeno, sex to him was just… plain and just to take care of his sexual needs, not his partner's, just his. kaya nga may nangyari sainyo nung unang taon kayong kinasal, parang balewala lang ito sa kanya. but a year after magkakilala ni lily at jeno, you two found a spark in your marriage that eventually, you decided to continue your marriage. ngayong kasal na si jeno, he completely lets go of the idea that sex was just to get his dick wet—sex, no, making love with you is one of the best things he likes to do. mas gusto ni jeno na unahin ang sexual needs mo, mas gusto niyang unahin ang pleasure mo kaysa sa sarili. he's making you feel good, feel appreciated and loved.

"mahal… ang sikip," ungol ni jeno, at sinubo ang dede mo sa bibig niya. bumibilis ang pagbayo at nagsisimula nang kagatin ni jeno ang utong mo. lumalakas na rin ang mga tunog na nilalabas mo na parang musika sa tenga ni jeno. jeno releases your nipple with a pop, a string of his spit follows his lips as he fastens his pace. "iniisip ko pa lang na… na masusundan na si lily, p-parang nababaliw na ko"

"jeno, fuck, bilisan mo…"

beads of sweat from your husband's chest collided on yours, binalot mo ang dalawang braso mo sa leeg niya at hinala siya palapit sa'yo para mahalikan mo siya. jeno gladly melts on your kiss, both of his hands pushed your legs to your side, spreading your legs wider—the tip of his cock was kissing your cervix dahil sobrang lalim na ni jeno sa loob mo. humiwalay ka sa pagkakahalik, mga mata mo ay tumitirik at nararamdaman mong malapit ka na.

"malapit na ko, mahal" sabi ni jeno sa'yo, lalo pang binilisan ang pagbayo. buti na lang at sariling villa ang kinuha ni jeno dahil sigurado, kung hindi, may isang magrereklamo sa ingay na ginagawa mo. tanging tango na lang ang sagot mo kay jeno dahil kahit anong gawin mo, hindi ka makasalita sa sobrang sarap. "tangina… nanginginig yung tuhod mo, mahal" bumagal ang pagbayo ni jeno habang nararamdaman mo ang mainit niyang tamod sa loob mo.

aalisin na sana ni jeno ang sarili niya sa'yo pero pinigilan mo siya, "just… ganito lang muna tayo…" mahina mong sabi, napangiti si jeno at binaon ang ulo niya sa leeg mo. "i love you, jeno"

"i love you, too, misis ko" sagot nito at humalik sa pawis mong leeg. "thank you for choosing me, for loving me, for marrying me on the second time around"

"sabi ko naman sa'yo jeno, kahit bali-baliktarin nila ang mundo, ikaw pa rin ang pipiliin ko"

—.

"tawagan niyo ang head ng branch na 'yan, paki-inform sila na may meeting bukas tapos itong papeles na 'to, ipadala mo sa busan branch" sabi ni jeno sa empleyado niya, agad namang sumilip ang sekretarya nito sa pintuan ng opisina niya pagkalabas ng ilang empleyado. subsob sa mga papeles ngayon ang ceo at tila walang oras para sa sarili.

"sir, andito po sila ma'am y/n at lily" 

agad na napatingin si jeno sa sekretarya niya, "ngayon?" tumango ang sekretarya, nagpanic naman si jeno dahil magulo ang loob ng opisina niya dahil busy siya ngayong linggo. "asan na sila?"

"nasa elevator na raw po sabi ng front desk."

tumango si jeno at nagsimulang kuhain at pagsama-samahin ang mga papeles bago ito ilagay sa mga cabinet niyang walang nakapatong. ayaw na ayaw kasi nitong nakikita mo ang opisina niya na magulo dahil alam niyang ikaw mismo ang maglilinis nito kahit ayaw niyang pinapagalaw ka. ilang minuto pa ang lumipas at niluwa na kayo ng pinto ng opisina niya. agad siyang lumapit sa inyo ni lily, humalik sa mga pisngi bago kayo yakapin. exactly two months ago, jeno married you in paradise—dalawang buwan na ang nakalipas pero parang kahapon lang ito nangyari.

"hi," ngiti mo, "gusto ka kasing bisitahin ni lily bago kami pumunta sa birthday ng friend niya, is this a good time? okay lang ba mag-stay kami here for an hour muna?"

kahit naman busy si jeno, he's ready to turn his back sa trabaho para lang sa inyong mag-ina. "of course," ngiti ni jeno at inalalayan ka papunta sa sofa. "kumain na ba kayo? which friend is having a birthday today?"

"si naya, best friend niya sa tutorial school" sagot mo, "kumain na kami, pero ikaw mukhang hindi pa kumakain." sabi mo at hinaplos ang pisngi nito, "we brought you food tapos lily and i also got you a little gift" una mong nilabas ang tupperware ng niluto mong pagkain, amoy pa lang ng luto mo, kumukulo na agad ang tiyan ni jeno. "it's your favorite, lily helped me make it"

"and what's the other one? the little gift?"

ngiting ngiti mong inabot ang box kay jeno, who would've thought that this simple corrugated box that holds a pregnancy test and a doctor's note would change the trajectory of his day? "daddy… na ulit ako?" mabagal niyang sabi, "HOLY FUCK"

"JENO! MARIRINIG NI LILY 'YANG BIBIG MO!"

hindi na pinansin ni jeno ang sinabi mo at agad kang niyakap, "mahal, oh god, wait" sabi niya at bumitaw sa yakap, "kailan mo pa alam?"

"kaninang morning, i went to the doctor before i picked up lily sa parents mo" sagot mo, "baby number two is at least 6 weeks old,"

"so baby number two is made in bali pala ano?"

"JENO!!!"

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[starstruckwillows]

a pearl in his whiskey — remus lupin ♡

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pirate captain!remus lupin x tavern keeper!fem!reader, humour, swearing, alcohol

prologue

𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐢

lily getting arrested was a massive hindrance for a multitude of reasons.

james was out of focus, marlene was so on edge she was prepared to stab anyone, the ship had no medic to tend to sirius’ bar fight injuries, and the longer the pirates stayed docked in one place, the more they risked their careful operation falling to pieces.

while remus could barely keep his crew in line with this unexpected obtrusion to their life, and of course he pitied lily chained in a grim cell... while that was true, he was enjoying one aspect of their extended stay.

every evening, he’d entered your tavern and stumbled out long past your closing time. you, ever curious, were entertained by his tales for hours.

you always paid such rapt attention to him, eyes bright and lips upturned. he’d never been the ship’s storyteller, leaving that to the likes of his second mate, sirius, and tracker, marlene. they could make quite the narrative duo at times.

but your questions always prompted him to extend the conversations for as long as he could.

he wondered if your sway over him was unhealthy. he’d consumed too much whiskey in the past few days. it was not growing on him.

“you got a new corset.” he noted, eyeing the fabric adorning your regular copper toned tunic.

you tilted your head, “ay, some customer’s been overpaying me enough to score something pretty.”

remus smirked and slipped you another coin before swallowing his drink and forcing his instinctual grimace away at the taste, “he’ll buy you pretty things from all over the world if you’d let him.”

you leant across the bar with a light hearted grin, “maybe i will. depends.”

he cocked a brow, “on?”

“ah, he’ll have to figure that one out.”

the locally appointed town policemen were not frequent visitors of your tavern, another reason remus kept returning. or so he told himself, to make it all seem slightly less pathetic.

since lily’s arrest, they were trying to scrape the rest of the crew in for something too. but the citizens had become restless, teetering on the edge of disobedience.

the marauders provided many smuggled goods for the people here, and in every dock they dropped anchor in. it was not their first visit, they had loyal customers. the people of the towns did not wish to seem them shackled. at least, not this town. they hadn’t duelled anyone here.

they inadvertently threatened revolt by refusing to aid the power hungry authorities. but to hold on to any shred of respect they could muster, the police would not release the redhead.

remus had poured this troubles to your empathetic ear, and you’d refilled his whiskey. your shipment of ale wasn’t due for a couple more days.

“ya’ve got a plan to rescue the girl, then?”

“not really.”

you sighed, “i’d make a move soon, they’ll drag you all in for it, otherwise.”

if anyone else had the gall to imply he leave behind a member of his crew, his family, he would’ve broken their fingers. but he knew that wasn’t what you were saying, and he knew he wouldn’t lay a hand on you even if it was.

“eager to have me gone, dove?”

you smiled, and he tried not to note the candlelight illuminating your face in a way that made his warm, “not at all.”

eventually, at least two chimes after your patrons had made their leave, remus donned his captain’s hat, tilted it down towards you, and exited your establishment.

you wiped down the surfaces, locked all your doors, and extinguished your candles. disease, thieves, and fires were your main enemies. you checked twice on all accounts.

the bedlinen you took rest in was as uncomfortable as usual, but you doubted that was the reason for your sudden fit of insomnia. you suspected a dark eyed, sandy haired pirate with a voice full of honey was to be pinned with the blame.

remus didn’t come back the next night. nor the one after that. you were starting to worry, though you told yourself it was a misplaced concern.

he’s a pirate. you assumed, anyway, he never really told you.

“well ‘ere, ya’ve heard of the marauders.” one man said to his friend as you poured their drinks. ale, back in stock at last.

“course i have. they’re docked here again.”

the first dropped his volume in a conspiratorial manner, “one of the girls ‘as got herself locked up. they’re planning something, i’m telling ya.”

you took in a deep breath, preparing to break your usual rule of not socializing with the whalers that came into your bar, due to the overwhelming scent.

with an overexaggerated, sweet smile they seemed to appreciate, “sorry boys, didn’t mean to listen in, but ‘ere, can you tell me more?”

they grinned, “course little lady. whatcha want to know?”

“what d’ya think they’re planning?”

“no way to know. but i reckon it’ll be bloody, whatever it is.”

the thought made something churn in your stomach. you prayed it wouldn’t be the marauders’ blood lining the cobbles outside.

“mckinnon, their hunter, she’ll throw a knife in anything that moves.”

she’d come in once, with remus. she was witty, brash. you’d liked her.

the other one nodded gravely, “ay, but the one ya’ve really got to watch your back for is their cap’ain. lupin. proper clever one, he is, but cutthroat.”

it didn’t sit right with you, that description of him. after hours, candles burning low to their stumps, he seemed to mellow. once the others were gone. but you didn’t know him, really. nor his reputation.

you shrugged it off and got back to work.

it was two more evenings spent chatting mindlessly with an assort of customers before he returned, taking residence on what had become his unofficial spot.

“evening,” he tilted his head, “sorry for the lapse darling, i’ve been... busy.”

the endearing term brought a soft smile to your face, given your earlier thoughts. voice full of honey.

some of your customers did look over sceptically. it wasn’t entirely proper, but your side of town wasn’t exactly known for being such.

“evening, captain. what can i get ya?”

remus bit his lip as he took off his hat, shaking strands of slightly unkempt hair from his eyes, “ya got ale yet?”

you grinned, opening the tap and presenting him the flagon of amber, “here!”

the enthusiasm you offered seemed to perk him up as he sipped the malt beer, an invigorated flush returning to his tired face.

“how goes the rescue mission?”

a scowl crossed his features, and you worried you’d stepped wrong. he hadn’t struck you as a fragile man you’d have to walk on eggshells with, but again, you didn’t know him all that well.

but as quickly and disconcertingly as the emotion appeared, it went, and he offered you a strained smile, “not so great. diplomacy didn’t get us anywhere, so looks like it’ll be a bribe. they’ll try to cross us though, they always do.”

you scoffed, making up a drink for one of your regulars that had sat down, “course, they’re fuckers, the lot of ‘em. pay their way into power every year.”

a thought dawned on his face, with such clarity that you hoped he didn’t rely on bluffs too often.

“you know them, well?”

you tutted, “regrettably.”

remus nodded, “you up for... helping?”

surveying the tavern you’d worked for years, the paintings lining the wooden walls you’d collected over the years, you couldn’t help but wish for a little more. some excitement.

it wasn’t new to you, this craving for adventure. but life here was hard enough, despite the rapport you’d built with your regular customers, that you didn’t go seeking it.

but here it was, offered to you on a platter, with a disarming smirk and a warm gaze,

“yeah, i’ll help.”

triumph spread through his stare, as he reached over and gripped your hand lightly. the rough skin of his palm met yours, and you both held on a little longer than necessary.

“welcome to the team.”

and plans begun to draw themselves. you spent hours into the night walking him through their schedules, the place where they kept her. you knew the building schematics from a connection you’d formed when you first inherited the tavern from your late father.

after a kink had been added to both of your necks from the parchment you scribbled on, remus said, “you’re a treasure trove of knowledge, you are. like a pearl.”

heat danced in your cheeks, “eh, just things you know when you’re the only place in town with quality liquor.”

“quality company, too.” he jested.

still taken aback by his onslaught of compliments, you chuckled and shook your head. you stood, “we can pick up tomorrow, if ya need more, but i’ve gotta lock up.”

he mock surrended and prepared himself to leave, “course. i’ll see you later then, pearl.”

remus ducked out before you could process what he’d said.

the words of the men two nights ago came back to you at that moment, sullying your giddiness. it was unlike you to be so taken by... well, anything. but something called you to remus, and you hoped it wasn’t just your ale he kept coming back for.

if you’d known of remus’ true aversion to whiskey, you’d have been sure of it.

from then on, you worked the docks into your morning walk. always catching a glimpse of their grand ship, the figures flipping from high ropes and swinging themselves along the sides.

until one day, someone caught you staring. someone you recognized from the very first time remus entered your pub.

curly, cheery, james potter, inviting you to search the market, to find remus with him.

and how could you say no to that face?

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[vanfleeter]

For Death or For Glory (1) // JTK

Characters: Jacob x (oc) Lily Warning: Language. no smut (yet) but as always this 18+ so minors DNI, mentions of death. Author's Note: This took me forever to finish and the ending kind of eh but you can be the judge of that.

Fire. There was so much fire. It burned through the ship and took lives as it swept along the ship. Screams. They filled my ears as panic filled everyone’s veins. I was being pulled along the deck of the ship until coming to a stop along the ledge.

“Lily, you must jump.” “Jump?” I say turning to my father. “Have you gone mad? I will not jump.” “Lillian, you must jump. There is a longboard below. Sail it back to the island.” “I am not leaving without you.”

“Jacob!”

A young man swings down from the mast and lands on the deck beside me.

“Aye Captain.” He says out of breath. “Take my daughter back to the island. Keep her safe.” “Father–” “You must go.” He says as he holds my face between his hands. “I’ll be right behind you.”

But he never was right behind me.

As Jacob hoists over me over the side of the ship and down onto the long boat, his brothers make haste to row the boat as far away as fast as possible from the burning and sinking ship. I watch from the boat with tears in my eyes and a lump in my throat as the ship slowly sinks beneath the waves. Father never made it out alive. He never met on the island. He was gone forever and now I was stuck with three pirates.

______________________________________

The boat reaches the shore, colliding with the sand and coming to a rough stop. All three men hop out of the boat. Jacob holds out his hand. “Come now, we must find shelter.” He says. She stands up in the boat and climbs out on her own, ignoring his gesture.

“Okay..” He mumbles.

She struggles along the sand and tries to hold her dress up above her feet to prevent herself from falling over.

“Oh this bloody dress..” She mutters under her breath. “Have to act like a lady and in order to act like a lady, one must wear a dress. Stupid.. Utterly stupid..”

She can hear Jacob chuckling behind her. She turns her head to look at him and he immediately stops, coughing to clear his throat and looking off somewhere else. Huffing, she turns back around and continues on through the sand.

“Where is she going?” Joshua asks.

Jacob shrugs his shoulders and shakes his head. “I don’t think she even knows.”

“Should we go after her?” Samuel asks as he walks up to stand beside his brothers and watch the princess as she struggles to walk through the sand in her dress. “Or help her?”

Jacob sighs and drops his hands to his sides. “Come on..” He says before going to catch up with Lily. “Do you have any idea where you are going?” He asks once he’s beside her.

“Not one.” She says.

“Well perhaps going in that direction,” Jacob says pointing off to his right. “Will be of better help.”

Lily turns her head to look in the direction that Jacob is holding his hand. Not far down the shore she can see fire lit torches, docks, and people milling around.

“I do guess that going that way would be helpful.” She says.

“Mmhmm..” Jacob hums. “After you, Princess.”

“Do not call me that.” Lily says as she walks off towards the island town.

“Well you are a princess, are you not?” Jacob says as he follows beside her.

“I am but–”

“So I assume calling you ‘princess’ is correct, yes?”

Lily huffs. “Why must you be so agitating?”

Jacob chuckles. “I’m just trying to be politically correct, your highness.”

Lily rolls her eyes. “Then call me by my name, I hate being called princess..”

“As you wish, Lily.”

Coming up to the town, the four of them stop and look around. Neither one of them knows exactly the first thing to do. Find food? Find shelter? Maybe pay a captain to allow them on their ship and try to get back to their home?

Samuel, however, decides first to get food. Of course. He’s always hungry. Always in search of food. Gold? Silver? Jewels? Riches? Not important to him. A nice juicy turkey leg and a cup full of beer? Right up his alley.

So without arguments or other suggestions, the four of them head into the town in search of a tavern. Jacob holds open the door to one tavern allowing Lily to go in first. “Do you know where we are?” Joshua whispers to him.

“Not a clue..” Jacob mutters.

“People are staring..” Samuel says. “She stands out too much.”

Jacob looks over at Lily who stands off to the side of Joshua. Everyone is indeed looking at her. He sighs and grabs her hand before pulling her out of the tavern.

“What? Jacob!”

“We have to change you,” He says. “People are staring.”

“Let them.”

Jacob shakes his head. “We don’t even know where we are. Chances are someone here hates Fetera and if they figure out who you are, we are done for.”

He searches the market area and finds a clothing merchant just down the way from the tavern. He tugs her down the dirt road towards the merchant. The man smiles up at the pair. “Good evening, how might I help you?”

“We’re looking for clothes for her. Instead of flashy, we need dull.”

“I think that I have just the thing.” The man disappears behind a curtain. After a few minutes of awkward standing with Jacob, the man comes back to the stand carrying a bundle of dark clothing and a pair of leather boots. “These should fit.”

“How much, sir?” Jacob says.

Lily raises her eyebrows at him. “You’re going to pay for those?”

“No,” Jacob says, shaking his head. “You are.” He says, giving her a cheeky grin.

“Oh you’re such a gentleman..” She says, rolling her eyes. Digging into her pocket she pulls out a cloth bag full of coins.

“Just one silver ma’am.” The man smiles.

Lily hands over a silver coin. “Will that work?” She asks.

The man nods his head. “Of course, your highness.” The man says softly, adding in a wink.

“Thank you.” Lily smiles as she takes the clothes from the man.

Finding somewhere private to change, Lily slips inside the room and begins to change out of her clothes while Jacob waits outside and cleaning the barrel of his gun. He feels a tap on his shoulder and he glances behind him to see Lily peering at him from around the corner of the door.

“Do you mind helping me?” She asks. “These stupid strings keep getting stuck.”

“Oh uh, yeah sure.” Jacob holsters his gun and steps into the room. “How do I-”

“It’s like untying your boots Jacob.” She says facing away from him.

“Mmmkay..” He says as he reaches for the strings of her dress. He works to untie them and allows to slip the dress off herself.

“Corset, please.” She says.

Jacob sighs and works to untie those ties as well. “Women wear a lot of clothing.”

“No, it’s just called being a Princess..” He unlaces the last of the strings before excusing himself to let her get dressed in the other clothes.

The next time she emerges, she’s dressed in all black. Black dress with a leather waistband and a dark brown colored cape covering over top. Jacob looks away as he scratches the back of his neck.

“We should uh, get back to the others.” He says.

As they make their way back to the tavern, Lily stops in front of a market booth. Resting against the front of the booth is a bow made out of silver metal and a tight string. Next to it lies a quiver full of arrows. Jacob hadn’t noticed she had stopped until he got to the doors of the tavern. He looks back to find her holding the bow in her hands and pulling back on the string. He sees her mouth moving as she exchanges some words with the merchant.

She lowers the bow and nods her head as she smiles. It was very rare that he ever saw her smile. Within the three weeks of sailing, he’s hardly ever seen her. Her father–king and captain of the ship–kept her mostly in the captain’s quarters away from the crew. He watches as she hands over a few pieces of silver before retrieving the quiver and slinging it over her head to rest on her back.

“May I ask why you bought that?” He asks as she rejoins him outside of the tavern.

“You and your brothers have swords and guns, figured I’d get something I could use.”

“Have you ever used one before?”

She shrugs her shoulders. “I don’t know, put an apple on the top of your head and let’s find out.” She says giving him a smug smile before pulling open the door to the tavern and steps inside.

And I’m stuck with her? Jacob thinks as he follows behind her into the tavern.

“Well this is a major change.” Joshua smiles. “Feel more comfortable?”

Lily nods her head as she rests the bow and quiver against the wooden table and takes her seat beside Samuel. “More comfortable than having fifty layers of clothing digging into my skin.”

Samuel chuckles. “Being a man is much easier.”

“Unfortunately, I wasn’t that lucky.”

A few beers are set down on the table in front of them along with a goblet of wine. “For the lady.” Jacob winks.

A shadow appears over the top of them and they all look up to see a burly man dressed in wool and leather from head to toe. His long hair is pulled back in a half up do style with his beard braided down the front of him.

“New faces in town, eh?” He says. “Pirates..”

“Pirates?! In my bar?!” A woman’s voice shouts. “There will be no pirates allowed in here!”

Jacob heaves a sigh and stands up from the table. “We aren’t here to cause any harm.”

“I don’t care, pirates are not allowed in here.” She says. “Those are the rules.” The woman steps out from behind the bar. “Out with all of you.”

The big burly man escorts the four of them out of the tavern. The woman comes to the door and folds her arms across her chest. “Your kind isn’t welcome here in this town, so I’d suggest you find somewhere else to go.”

“Any ideas?” Jacob asks.

“This island is big, I’m sure there’s a town that’ll accept your dirty presence.”

“Dirty?” Joshua says as he rests his hands on his hips. “The only thing dirty in this place is–”

“Let’s just go,” Samuel says as he shoves Joshua away from the tavern. “The last thing we need is trouble on our hands.”

As the four of them walk through the center of town, Jacob catches eye with the man who sold Lily her clothes. Instead of his bright smile from before, he’s now scowling at them and disappears behind the curtains of his booth. Jacob’s eyebrows furrow as he comes to realize that word definitely spreads fast. Everyone is watching them.

“I’m not liking this.” Samuel whispers to Jacob.

“Head for the woods.” Jacob says. “I have a plan.”

“This can’t be good.” Joshua mutters.

“Just trust me.”

“Yeah, remember the last time you said that?” Samuel says. “You almost got Daniel killed.”

“That wasn’t my fault!” Jacob snaps. “Now go to the woods. I’ll meet you all there.”

They break apart going in separate directions. Lily is being pulled through the streets in the direction of the lingering wood just beyond the cobblestone buildings. Jacob sneaks off down a different road lined with more booths. He spots a stand full of fruit and vegetables. Rolling down his sleeves to hide his tattoos, he hides his gun in the back of his pants underneath his shirt. Slowly approaching the booth he finds an elderly woman nodding off in a chair.

Perfect.

Grabbing a burlap sack off the nearest booth without anyone noticing, he quickly and quietly begins stuffing various fruit and vegetables inside of it all while keeping a side eye on the woman as she sleeps. Knowing exiting back into the road would be risky with people milling around, he quietly slips out the back of the booth.

He heads down an empty, dark alley and heads for the nearby stables just up the road. They’ll need at least four horses to travel. Who knows how big the island is or how far the next town will be. No one seemed to be around that he could see so he hastily got to work saddling up four horses and tying their reins together. Climbing up onto his own horse that he selected to be his, he grabs the reins and quickly takes off to the woods with the horses in tow.

He knew it would be too easy to get away with. Shouts behind him only make him ride faster, pulling the other three stallions behind him. A wicked smile spreads across his face and soon he’s laughing.

A shot rings in the air. The bullet whizzed past his face.

“Damn pirates! Always stealing!”

Jacob laughs again and rides off into the woods and disappears from the sight of those who had been chasing him. He comes to a slow trot through the trees before circling back around to find his brothers and the princess. Suddenly an arrow flies past his head. He narrowly dodges it and whips his head around to see it plunge into the dark wood of a maple tree behind him. He turns his head back around to see Lily lowering her bow.

“What the fuck was that about?” He says dismounting his horse.

“You stole those horses?!” She shouts.

“I’m a pirate, darling. It’s what we do.”

“No wonder your friend is trapped in Wales. You just have to have what isn’t yours.”

Jacob’s fists clench at his sides. “I would suggest you shut the pretty little mouth of yours before I shut it for you.”

Lily rests the bow on her back. “From here on out, we do not steal. Do you understand me?”

“I am not taking orders from a princess.” Jacob says.

“You will if you still want my help freeing your friend.”

“We needed your father.”

“My father is dead, Jacob. I am your only chance. So you either follow my rules or I will find my own way back home and let your friend rot on that island.”

“Jacob, just listen to her.” Samuel begs. “Please. We need to free Daniel.”

Jacob’s jaw clenched tightly. He gives a taunting bow to Lily. “Whatever you say, your highness.”

Lily walks over to the brown horse and unties the reins from Jacob’s horse. “Now, shall we keep moving?” She mounts her horse and watches the three men as they look between each other.

One would think that being pirates, they would be ordering her around. Not the other way around.

Joshua heaves a sigh. “Well you heard her boys.” He picks out a white horse from the group and mounts it. “Let’s get going.” Jacob reluctantly gets back onto his horse followed by Samuel who gets on the last horse.

“Since you seem to be the one in charge, what exactly is your plan?” Jacob calls from his horse.

“Find a place that doesn’t want to kill the three of you.” She says. “Or me by being associated with you.”

As the four of them trot through the woods, the silence between them is more deafening than how oddly quiet the woods themselves seem to be. Jacob didn’t have a good feeling about it. Something seemed off. He doesn’t know these woods but he’s never wrong when his senses tell him that things weren’t good. Reaching for the pistol on his hip, he pulls it out of the holster and keeps his eyes vigilant on their surroundings.

He wasn’t the only one who was on their guard. Lily had retrieved her bow and an arrow and kept it held at her side. He notices her slowing down before coming to a stop. That’s when he picked up on what she was sensing. Someone was following them, watching them.

Glancing behind them, he sees someone duck behind a tree. He points his gun in that direction and pulls the trigger.

Joshua nearly jumps out of his skin. The three of them turned to face the direction that Jacob shot in.

“Gave me a near heart attack,” Joshua huffs. “What the hell was that for?”

“Someone’s following us,” He says. “Have been for a while.” He points the gun back in the same direction. “Come on out,” He calls. “Who are you?”

Lily lifts her bow and aims the arrow. Samuel retrieves his gun while Joshua pulls out his sword.

“You’ve got three seconds to show yourself.” Jacob calls out again. “One… Two…” He wraps his fingers around the trigger. “Thr-”

“Okay!” A voice calls. A woman’s voice. “I’m not here to harm you!”

She steps out from behind the trees with her hands raised in the air beside her head. Lily lowers her bow as Samuel holsters his gun while Joshua rests his sword across his lap. Jacob, however, keeps his gun trained on her.

If there’s one thing about Jacob is that he has trust issues. Always had, and he won’t let his guard down just because the rest of them have. He watches her carefully. Every move she makes. How slowly she drops her hands to her sides. The fear in her eyes as she keeps her eyes glued on him.

“I’m sorry.. I’m sorry..” She says.

“Why are you following us?” He asks. “What do you want?”

“I-I saw you.. In the town square after you were kicked out of the tavern.. I know pirates aren’t welcome in this town but I know of one that will welcome you.. I know your ship was attacked and I know of some people there that can help–get you a new ship o-or whatever you need.”

“How can we trust you?”

She reaches for her robe and opens it. “I come bearing no weapons, just me.” She says. “I’m sorry for frightening you..”

Lily trots over on her horse to reside next to Jacob. She drops down from her horse and walks over to her. “What are you doing?” Jacob says. Lily ignores him and approaches the girl.

“What’s your name?”

“Lydia.”

“Okay.. Lydia..” Lily says with a slight nod of her head. “Can we trust this town?”

Lydia nods her head. “Of course, it is where I am from. I, myself, used to be a pirate.”

Jacob scoffs. “Lying, already. Women cannot be pirates.”

“I am not lying, sir.” Lydia says. “I really was a pirate. I grew up on the docks and even went out on excursions with my father.” She reaches beneath the collar of her dress and produces a gold coin hanging from a golden chain. A skull is carved in it with the initials E. B. R. followed by four numbers, 1-7-8-9.

“EBR, 1789.” Joshua reads. “I recognize that.”

“Edward Bernard Rowe.” Jacob says. “He sailed the Mary Anne. Was wrecked during a storm off of the African coast in 1789.”

Lydia nods her head. “I am his daughter. He let me sail his ship many times.”

“We can trust her.” Lily says.

Jacob rolls his eyes. “If we get caught, I blame you.” He says as Lily brings Lydia to her horse.

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[littlefreya]

@captainsy-cookiemonster, my dear! 💖😍 Once again, I would like to wish you a very happy birthday.

Nothing like a weekend celebration, aye? :) I hope you that are having a really good one today and that the rest of the week will be amazeballs!!!

So now, with no further ado...

Not from this Earth.

Mike x OFC named Lisa x.... 👀

No smut.

Not beta'd. :D All mistakes are mine and mine alone.

"I love it when they turn on the heat in places like this," Mike proclaimed as he gazed around him.

Snow at this time of the year was anything but normal but thanks to the crowdedness and the heating system, it was so hot inside the club that some of the women were down to their bras.

Mike was on the hunt tonight. Standing near the DJ's stage with his older brother, he scanned his surrounding with boyish excitement, every time a woman made eye contact with him he immediately quirked an eyebrow and winked which resulted with 'the victim' rolling her eyes and turning away.

"Smooth, really smooth," Will snorted. "I don't know who you got your manners from, but it sure ain't from me, little brother."

"You know that attitude never gets you laid, right?" Mike retorted playfully.

It was Will's turn to roll his eyes now. While he was solely a couple of years older than Mike, Will was always considered 'the mature one'. Having their father leave as toddlers, the young man tried to compensate while Mike was what you can call a loss cannon. Though, Will always knew that Mike just needed to meet the right woman to set him on the right path.

Too bad, it didn't seem like she was anywhere in this sleazy club tonight.

"How about you make yourself useful? Got get us another round of beer." Will suggested and pulled out his credit card.

A slanted smirk peaked one of Mike's cheeks, creating a large dimple that even Will found irresistible. Immediately snatching the card, he nodded but not before fishing something from his leather jacket's pocket, "here, just in case you do find a girl in my absence."

Will blinked at his open palm and then sighed again.

A condom. He gave him a god-damn condom.

The path to the bar was packed with a dancing crowd. People dressed as demons and beasts ground into one another while the lights above them flickered in red and blue.

Mike stood listless, waiting to be noticed by the bartender, when something called for his attention.

Out from a thick mist, amid the devils and monsters, appeared an angel. Not a literal one, at least, he didn't think she was, but she sure looked that way.

Dark long hair spilt down her shoulders, and her big almond-shaped forest-green eyes looked like they could devour a man in their dark wilderness. A fluffy white halo hung over her head, and from her back spread large white-feathered wings that framed her small figure like something out of a fairytale.

"I'm in love..." he murmured to himself and then swallowed the lump in his throat as a sudden dryness stuck him.

Just then, the little angel made eye contact. She smiled at him, noticing his obvious stare, her hand lifted up coyly to brush a strand of hair that fell to hide her face before she looked away.

Sure, Mike had seen his share of beautiful women, but there was something about her, almost as if she wasn't from this realm.

Completely forgetting why he even came to the bar, Mike slid from the counter and fixed his leather jacket, his heart pounding as he made his way toward her.

The scent of lilies filled the air, and he could have sworn it emanated from her... the closer he got, the stronger the scent became, and she only seemed more and more beautiful as he could catch a better glimpse of her features.

A few more steps and he could talk to her... his mind raced, trying to come up with what to say first. There was no way in hell he could say something corny, not to a girl like this, not with that sweet smile she gave him as she saw him drawing near.

She bit her lip, holding her fingers laced together and dropping her gaze to the floor for a shy second, but as she raised her eyes to peer at him again, her joy suddenly faded, and concern filled her eyes.

Mike halted, looking at her confused when a stern hand fell on his shoulders and squeezed hard enough to hurt.

"Hey, what's your story?!"

At first, he thought it was his brother, but as Mike turned to look at the man who interrupted him, a sudden sense of dread chilled his bones.

Pale blue eyes peered back at him in a glare that couldn't be confused with anything other than a threat. He was slightly taller than him, though had the confidence and looks that could make even the strongest man whimper and above his lips stood a thick moustache that made him look even more attractive and menacing than he was.

Mike wrangled his shoulder free from his grip and took a step back, staring at the bewhiskered man. He was wearing a suit... who the hell wears a suit to a shitty club like this?

"She's mine, kid." The man finally spoke, his smooth baritone leaving no place to doubt. His gruff chick twitched into what appeared like an unpleasant smirk before he wiped his hand clean on his sleeve and walked toward the Angel.

Mike followed them with his eyes, watching the large man as he offered her his below in an old-timey mannerism. The coyness and sweetness faded from her smile, now replaced by submission and what Mike could only interpret as servitude.

The bewhiskered gentleman pinched her chin gently and then began leading her away while Mike stood watching, his heart breaking with the distance growing between them.

But just before they vanished from his sight, she turned her head to look at him, and he could have sworn he heard her voice echoing in his mind.

"Lisa, my name is Lisa. Come rescue me when you wake up."

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