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st0nesnglitter · 3 years

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Poly relationship w/ the marauders

Headcannons and drabbles about dating James, Sirius and Remus

Mentions of sex, nudity and non-sexual nudity

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It’s the most beautiful relationship ever

Growing from platonic love to romantic is hard as it is, so when it happened between four people you really needed to have a strong foundation

Remus was pretty surprised when he started seeing Sirius and James share intimate moments around their dorm but he also felt a twang of jealousy as he watched the interractions

So now their was constant reassurance that the love was between all of you, everyone loves everyone

Sirius can get a little bit possessive over the three of you and would not hesitate to throw out dangerous looks to anyone that lets their gaze lingers

The biggest sap out of the four of you is definitely James

He loves slowdancing in the kitchen in the morning as you cook breakfast

”Aw come on you two, you’re gonna burn the food!” Remus whined and runs up to the stove to stir, but James just giggled.

”But how could I focus to such a mundane task when I can admire this beauty?”James grinned toward you and you rolled your eyes.

Prongs always remember every date that needs to be remembered, and a couple that doesn’t and loves celebrating birthdays

Sirius had never had a real celebration for his birthday and can barely remember the date of his birth

And Remus don’t want to be a burden and try to refuse to tell James when he asks

Remus is always very warm and often goes to sleep in the guest bedroom when all of you have fallen asleep, not because he doesn’t want to cuddle but because he feels like you would get uncomfortable from his heat

But in the morning he wakes up with all three of you cuddled up to him in the guest bed

You’d spend the summers in the Potter’s summer house, right by a lake

Sirius tries to insist that clothes are unnecessary and wants to implement a ”no pants”- rule

James agrees and walks around in only boxers for three days straight

Skinny dipping in the lake after really hot days

The suns wrath was upon you and sweat trickled down the back of your neck. Remus’ prediction that it would cool down toward the evening could not have been more wrong and at around 7 PM it was unbearable. The rule Sirius had tried to get you all to follow had come true and the four of you were lounging around in the thinnest shirts you could find.

”Lets go to the lake” James murmered and stands up from his loveseat, stretching his arms over his head ”gotta cool off”.

Thankfully the shore was basically in the garden and you and Sirius raced down and stripped as fast as possible before running down the jetty and jumping into the water.

James and Sirius took their time taking off their clothes, spending some extra time aprreciating the others body, before walking out to you and Sirius.

Rem collects chapsticks and you show him the best muggle brands <3

And Sirius has made it a game to kiss him and guess the flavour

”I know, wait... SHUSH” Sirius pulled a hand through his hair as he took in the flavour with a laughing Remus behind him.

”Marshmallows!!” The raven-haired boy exclaimed proudly but his face faltered as Remus didn’t burst out in celebration.

”Actually it’s ”s’mores”, so that means that you are once again incorrect”.

Walks are very common throughout your group

Remus likes to air out his brain after long study sessions or a hard day of work

Sirius wants to smoke and since you’re hard on him to not do it out a window you bring him outside

James wants to pick flowers, look at the scenery and plan pranks out of hearing distance from potential victims

Dinners are wild

Remus will climb on top of the table to gain some attention to explain his newest ideas to take over the world

And Sirius will tug on his pantleg so they almost tip the whole table over telling him to ”sit down you baby!”

James is a very picky eater and is grumpy the whole dinner whenever Remus uses a new recipe

Putting Sirius’ hair up when it’s in his way or it’s too hot, and keeps saying that he can’t do it himself

Jamie is the sleepiest boy

He can almost always be found on the couch or in the giant bed snoozing away or blinking heavily whilst desperately trying to listen to Remus reading

REMUS LOVES TO READ TO YOU

Even though he just wants to read on his own he adores when you, Si and Jamie lay down around him and a silence spreads except Remmy baritone voice and the occasional flip of a page

Before a date two dark-haired boys are cramming into the mirror in the bathroom trying to style their hair to the nines as you and Rem sits and waits out in the living room

Introducing them to movies and they decide that you’ll have a movie night once a week

Showing them all your favorites and atleast one movie from each genre

Cigarettes after sex, the only time you let them do it inside cause you are all too tired to move and the sight of these goregous men smoking is too good to be true

Sirius handed James, who sat to his left, the cigarette before the bespectacled boy took a long drag. He leaned his head back as he blew out the smoke before reaching over Sirius to give it to Remus. Soft lips wrapped around the filter and he sighed as he felt the nicotine enter him and the engery that he had lost from prevoius actions started to come back. Rem ashed into the ashtray before looking over to you with hooded eyes.

Kisses are a constant

Being the attention whore that he is Sirius always wanted one for every single one that was shared where he was excluded

I’ve said this before but: James is a sub

Sirius is a switch

Remus is a dom

James is also a himbo

He’s really fascinated by muggle things but his excitement is sometimes ruined by the other boys making up stuff and him strutting over to ask you about it

Gently telling him that that wasn’t true but making it up by telling him a true fact

Singing songs from the top of yojr lungs as Sirius or James olays guitar

Only one who gets to touch Sirius’ hair is Remu (brushing, styling, cutting)

All of the boys have their own set of insecurities and can be caught comparing themselves to each other

Remus wants Si’s clean and whole skin, without cuts and scars, and jeslous of James rippling muscles

Sirius wants Remus height, being the shortest of them will leave you to the bad end of some petty jokes

James desires their intelligence, especially during their time at Hogwarts cause he felt like he is slowing their academical achievements down

Painting Pads nails black to try and make him stop biting them

Jamie making up songs on the spot and singing them loud eneough to be heard from every room

”Prongs I swear to FUCK if you don’t stop singing I’ll put your mouth to better use!

Discussing sharing a last name

Siri does not want you to be Blacks since only pain and sadness follows that name

Rem does not want it to be Lupin since it reminds him of what he is everyday

So you settle on becoming Potters

James is so, so excited and lays you down and just stared at the three of you with awe

”You’re mine, you all are so beautiful and you are all mine”

Sirius sobs when he finally legally is a Potter

And he’s no longer a Black

Full moons are hard but you soothe Rem best you can

The night he comes back and is hurting you always make him a cup coco since his jaw is too sore to chew regulat chocolate

He adapts this and everytime he sees one of you down he goes and makes some coco

Wearing each others clothes to bed

Your closets are just a mess and you take whatever it gives you

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euphoricimagination · 2 years

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International Love-Haikyuu x foreign reader Pt 40

After the matches ended, the boys go to shower while we prepare dinner with the girls. After serving dinner all boys are free to do whatever they wanted to.

After I take a shower, I noticed that it was already quite late, around 11 pm. Since we had to finish with our manager stuff, things went longer than expected. Despite my head hurting a little and being tired, I couldn’t really sleep, and knowing that Kenma was awake, I send him a text

[Me] “Babe, you’re up?” “Can you come upstairs? I can’t sleep :/”

[Ken😻💜] “Of course” “I can’t sleep either” “I’ll bring my PSP”

The girls were sleeping in the third floor, meanwhile the boys were staying in the first one. I go out of the room quietly to not wake up the girls. As soon as I go out I see Kenma, looking down at his phone. I go and wrap my arms around his waist, hugging him. He jumps a little by the sudden hug, but relaxes immediately passing his arms around me.

- Hi love – says kissing my head

- Hi babe – I say looking at him giving him a kiss, making him smile

- Should we play something?

- Of course

We sit in the stairs, me in between his legs with his arms around me while he plays with his PSP. It’s a simple thing, him playing while I watch him, but it feels so comfortable.

- I missed you – he says pressing his chin on my shoulder, his arms tighten around me – Is it weird? We were in the same place

- I don’t think so, I missed you too. We were in the same room but we weren’t really together, both of us were busy with different things. It’s like when we have school, we’re in the same class and I’m the manager of your volleyball team, yet we only spend time together on breaks and after practice.

- True…

- And on weekends, while we still do our own thing, it’s just the two of us. It’s…different – I say while closing my eyes, leaning more into Kenma’s chest.

- You’re tired – he says, turning off his psp

- My head hurts a little, and I need to wake up earlier tomorrow

- Why? The practices start at 9, no? – says playing with my fingers

- And breakfast is at 7, who do you think is going to make it for all of you? Fairies?

- Then go to sleep idiot – says flickering my forehead slightly

- I don’t know if you should be talking about sleep, you’re waay worse than me

- I’ve gotten better at it – he says defensively – but seriously, go to sleep, it’s 1 am already

- I’ll sleep if you sleep too, deal?

- … Deal

- You’re a softie, aren’t you? – I say laughing a little

- No, I’m not

- Yes, you are

- No

- Yes

- No

- Fine, then you don’t need a goodnight kiss – I say moving to stand up, but his hands stop me completely, pulling me towards him again. He has a really strong grip thanks for being a setter.

- You’re annoying – says rolling his eyes playfully

- But you love it – I say before giving him a sweet kiss – Goodnight pretty boy

- I do, goodnight baby – says with a smile

The next day we have to wake up at around 5 to be able to make breakfast for the boys. I go to wash my face before going down.

- Ok, Yachi-chan can you make the rice – says Kiyoko taking the lead – remember to make a lot, there’s a lot of people here

- I want a rolled omelet, can I do them? – I ask

- Yeah, go ahead – says Kiyoko – girls can…

I go to where Yachi is since we have to work together. She is measuring the cups as exact as she can when I arrived. I start making the mix for the omelet with a tired look.

- Yn-san, are you okay?

- Yeah, just a little tired. I couldn’t sleep so I fell asleep late.

- Ahh, you can rest now if you want to, I can take care of it

- Nah, don’t you worry I’m okay – I say smiling at her – man, I have to love my cats to wake up at this hour to make them breakfast.

At 7 am we start hearing some loud voices and a lot of shoes sounds. This morning I was the one serving the boys breakfast through the cafeteria, putting food on their plates. Bokuto as always is excited when I give him his plate back, almost being drag by Akaashi to his table to not stop the line.

When we finished serving to the boys, the girls and I serve ourselves and go sit with our teams. I sit next to Kenma, who grabs my left hand under the table. I start eating my breakfast while talking to the boys. Once we finish our breakfast, I get ready to go and wash the dishes.

- Ken, aren’t you hungry? – I say looking at his plate, who still had food on it

- I’m full already – says rubbing his finger through my hand

- Can you at least eat the omelet?

- Did you make it? – he asks, making me nod – Fine, I’ll eat it, I like your food.

- Thanks babe. Look, I know that you have a small appetite, so I’m not going to force you to eat more if you can’t – I say brushing his hair out of his face

-Thank you

- But, I will give you snacks through out the day, and I’m not accepting no’s as an answer – I say getting up and kissing his forehead before going to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

At around 11:00 all teams have a collective break. The majority of them go outside or just go and sit doing somewhere. I see Kenma sitting in the stairs at the door, talking to Shoyo and Kageyama, so I go to where they are.

- What genre? How can you possibly choose only one…? – says Kenma frowning while continue murmuring

- Did you ask him what’s his favorite game? – I ask sitting beside Kenma passing him a cereal bar, Shoyo just nods – makes sense why he’s like this. Hey stop frowning and eat – I say putting a finger on his forehead, earning a little glare.

- But how can I just pick one game? There are so many good options – says moving closer to me, linking our pinkies together after opening the bar.

- So, you guys failed an exam?

- Yeah…I failed English and Kageyama failed Literature – says Shoyo receiving a bunch of insults by Kageyama – …hey, at least my English answers were correct, just in the wrong order. You barely passed English.

- I don’t care, no Japanese person needs English – says Kageyama crossing his arms

- Do you plan continuing with volleyball after school Tobio-kun? – I ask while taking Kenma’s hand

- Of course, I want to play at world level one day

- And how do you plan to talk with them? They’re not going to speak Japanese. And even if it’s a non English speaking country, they will know the basics of it.

- Well…

- You didn’t really think about it, huh? If you want to play for the world, you’re going to need the basics of English

- Ha! Even Yn is saying how dumb you are – says Shoyo, making Kageyama start fighting with him again.

- One of my favorites is definitely Animal Crossing – Kenma whispers looking at me, completely ignoring the two boys – It has brought me good things

The matches continue, now Karasuno and Nekoma are playing against each other. In one of the quick attacks of Shoyo and Kageyama, Lev is close to block him, and on the next rally Lev succeeds, surprising the Karasuno team

On the next play Karasuno receives the ball and I notice that Lev is ready to jump when he sees Shoyo, but something stops him and is able to touch the spike of the ace. Yaku the digs the ball and send it to Kenma, who sets the ball to Lev, easily scoring a point

Karasuno asks for a time-out so I just go around passing the things.

- Are you going to be able to grow if you continue relying on defense? – I hear coach Nekomata say

- They definitely seem to be frustrated – I say

- I know, they seem to be making more mistakes than normal

The game continues, with Karasuno receiving the ball and the last hit being sent to their Ace, but at the same time Shoyo jumps after the ball too, ending in both of them colliding. Shoyo was clearly moving for instincts, but it could have ended terrible.

- Maybe their evolution will start sooner than I thought – says coach Nekomata

- Well, they’re crows after all. It would be weird if they don’t

After that I notice that Shoyo goes to Kageyama and says something, but the setter says something back, making the atmosphere tense for the rest of the game.

A few games later, the guys from Karasuno have to leave. I go to talk to Kageyama before they go.

- Tobio-kun – I call for him – can I know what happened in the match? I could feel the tension

- You know the quick attack that we do? Where he has his eyes closed? – I nod as an answer – well now the idiot wants to do it with his eyes open, but he has no technique whatsoever.

- I mean, not a good timing, that’s for sure.

- exactly! We are so close to the Interhigh, it would be impossible to just change it now.

- Well…I don’t know how you two train, but I believe that if there’s someone that can change it fast, it’s you. You’re one of the best setters I have seen

- T-thank you – says bowing with an evident blush in his face

- I hope to see a better Tobio in two weeks, bye bye

- I’ll work hard

With that I go to where Shoyo, Lev and Kenma are talking. I arrive to where they are only to hear Lev talking.

- Next time I'll block you again Hinata

- I will beat you next time Lev

- Both of you need to practice a lot more then – I say

- I will Yn! I can’t wait until the week of practice; it’s going to be so fun! – says Shoyo, but he looked a little down

-Yeah! I can finally see my Inarizaki! I’ve been wanting to see them since chibi-chan said she was their manager! – said Lev

- Inarizaki?

- My old school, I used to live in Hyogo before coming here

- Are they good? Like…better than Nekoma?

- Yeah, they are. Nekoma’s defense it’s better though. Don’t look at me like that Lev, you know that it’s true

- But we are your team now!

- Just because she is our manager doesn't mean that we’re better than Inarizaki, we’re not – says Kenma

- That’s sounds soo cool!! I want to play with them! – says Shoyo – by the way, are you two together or something?

- Yeah, we’re dating – says Kenma calmly

- Wait, for real? How come I didn’t know?! – says Lev

- Because you’re dumb – Kenma answers – Literally everyone else on the team knows.

- You two look good together! I’m happy for both of you! – says Shoyo

- Thanks, Shoyo – I say smiling – keep working on spiking with your eyes open, I’m sure you can do it with enough practice.

- You think I can do it?! – he asks with his eyes shining

- Yeah, I don’t see why n-fuck, Shoyo! – I say surprised by the sudden hug that Shoyo gave me.

- Thank you! – he says excited

- I want a hug too! – says Lev joining, making it a group hug

- Not this again – I say patting Shoyo’s head and Lev’s arm

- Kenma-san jo-

- No

- It’s your girlfriend!

- And I want to be the only one when hugging her.

After that we say goodbye to the rest of Karasuno, Shoyo being much happier than before. Kenma took my hand and squish it.

- I think Shoyo really appreciated what you said, probably his team didn’t want to try it

- I can’t blame them, I’m not even sure if it’s possible to do it with that speed. Is just that he seemed down

- Of course you noticed. Thank you for helped him, I didn’t know what to say – says giving me a quick kiss in the lips

- You really like Shoyo, huh? It’s rare to see you so friendly with someone

- He’s nice

- I’m happy that you have other friends, just don’t replace me – I say teasing

- Like I could find someone as good as you

- CHIBI-CHAAN!! – when I turn around at the scream, Bokuto lifts me up to hug me – see you soon!

- See you soon Bokuto-san! – I say hugging him back – its fun having you around

- You need to cook more for us – says putting me in the ground – your cooking it’s seriously good

- Thank you, Bokuto-san

- Kenmaa, take good care of our chibi-chan – says hugging him slightly, making Kenma tense

- O-of course Bokuto-san

- Bokuto-san, I think Yuki was looking for you. Did you talk to her?

- Ah no, I’m going to see her! – says Bokuto – see you in two weeks chibi-chan! – says giving me a kiss on my temple

- Thank you, I like Bokuto-san but it’s uncomfortable – he says taking my hand

- I know. Let’s go, I’m getting tired

After saying goodbye to the rest of the schools, I go to see the gym to make sure that everything is ok and in their place before closing the gym and going to where Kuroo and Kenma are waiting.

- This was a nice weekend – says Kuroo on our way back – the week of practice will be fun

- It will be chaotic, that’s for sure.

Once we arrive to the neighborhood, Kenma pulls me to his house right away. While he was on the bathroom I lay on his bed, looking at my phone while waiting for him. I hear the door open so I look up only to find Kenma coming towards me. He immediately plops on top of me, laying his head on my chest.

- Not playing today, pretty boy? – I say playing with his hair

- No, I want to sleep – says snuggling even more

- I guess I'm staying then – I say moving enough to kiss the top of his head – goodnight

- Goodnight princess

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Part 39 - Part 41

Cursive words/sentences are in Japanese

Bold words/sentences are in English

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heylookafanfic · 4 years

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Title: What Could Go Wrong?

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x daughter!Reader,

brief summary: With your dad, Aaron Hotchner, being the BAU unit chief, he did whatever he could to protect you. When you get invited to a party for the first time, sneaking out doesn’t sound so bad. What could go wrong?

word count: 3,706 words

requested: Nope, original! (send in those requests!)

warnings: cursing, getting roofied, getting yelled at, predatory men

Your dad, Aaron Hotchner, was extremely protective over you not only because his job can put you and your brother, Jack, in danger but he already lost a family member and refused to lose another. Having an overprotective father meant you had a list of rules.

The door was to remain completely open when your significant other came over and no sitting/laying on the bed

No leaving the house after sundown

You can’t sleep over at anyone's house, they had to sleep over at your house

You have to ask to go somewhere

If your dad wasn’t home and the doorbell rang, you couldn’t answer it

And that is just the surface. You understood why your dad was so strict but you never got to have a life. To make things worse, your friends always post pictures from parties on Instagram and all you could do is sigh and keep scrolling knowing you’ll never get to go to one.

One day, you were in communications class listening to the professor lecturing about the upcoming semester project. Luckily, you got to pick your group for it and when they dismissed the class to find partners, you quickly turned to your best friend,Vanessa.

“I guess we’re partners, huh?” you chuckled

“Of course!” she said

“So, what do you want to make our project about?”

“I have no idea. I barely paid attention this chapter”

“Try to think out of the box a bit. What’s gonna make ours stand out?”

“Since the class is about communications, how about human interaction?”

“What about it?”

“Like how you haven't had any human interaction lately” she said with a smirk

“You know my dads strict. I can’t even breathe without him being on edge” you said

“You need to live a little Y/N. You’re in college and you’re still being treated like a kid.”

“I know, I know but I don’t know how to convince him to let up a bit”

“Here’s the thing, I’m going to a friend's kickback tomorrow night. This is your chance to finally hang out with someone who isn’t me, Jack or your dad ”

“He’s gonna say no regardless even if I tell him that you’re going with me.” you said

“I’m not saying to sneak out but...” she said with a shrug

“You know he has cameras around the entire perimeter of the house, right?”

“Just say you’re sleeping over at my house”

“Can’t do that either, remember? All sleepovers have to happen at my house”

“I understand having to be cautious because your dads in the FBI but doesn’t he realize that you’re in college?”

You thought about it for a second.

“That’s it! How about you sleep over but I’ll say that you forgot your meds. That’ll give us an excuse to leave”

“Won’t he be suspicious though?”

“Probably not. He trusts you out of all of my friends”

“You’ve got a point. What time am I coming over?”

“What time does the kickback start?”

“9 pm”

“Come over at 7. We’ll be finishing up dinner and it’ll give us time to get ready”

“Awesome”

The both of you packed your backpacks and went home. This would be the first time you’d be sneaking out and you were pretty nervous because so many things could go wrong but you’re with your best friend so, what could possibly go wrong?

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*Hotchner Household- The next day*

You were in your room finishing up your psychology homework when your dad called you and Jack down for dinner

“Y/N and Jack, come down for dinner” he yelled from the kitchen

“I’m almost done! Give me two more minutes!” you shouted

“Come down now before it gets cold”

You sighed and closed your laptop. As you were walking out of your room, you saw Jack coming down the hall.

“I’ll race you to the dinner table. Loser has to wash dishes tonight” you challenged

“You’re gonna lose like you did last time” he said

“That’s only because you pushed me, short stuff” you chuckled

“I won fair and square though, didn’t I?”

“Anyway…ready, set, go!”

The both of you raced down the hallway and downstairs. Your dad heard all the stomping and already knew what was up. You lightly pushed Jack and he tumbled towards the couch by the living room. Your dad had his hands out by his sides, waiting to see who would finish 1st. You ran and tagged in, winning.

“You pushed me!” Jack complained

“I won fair and square though, didn’t I?” you chuckled

“Dad, Y/N cheated and they said that I’d have to wash dishes after dinner”

“Karmas a bit-” you were cut off

“Enough you two. Go wash your hands and make your plate” your dad said

*During dinner*

“So, how was everybody’s day?” he asked

“I found out that we’re dissecting a frog in class next week” Jack said

“They still do that?” he asked

“Yeah, everyone in my class thinks it’s cool but I’m not looking forward to it”

“Why is that?”

“Because, it’s gross. I asked if I could do an extra credit project instead but my teacher said no”

“Sorry bud. How about you Y/N? How was your day?”

“It was okay. We were assigned a group project yesterday so Vanessas coming over later to study. Is that cool?”

“Which Vanessa?”

“Dad. You’re kidding, right? The same Vanessa I’ve been best friends with since kindergarten?”

“Oh, her. Yeah, she can come over. What’s your project about?”

“It’s a research slideshow about human interaction”

“If you have time, you should drop by the office and ask your aunts and uncles for help. Especially your uncle Spencer. He’ll tell you everything you need to know; easy A” he said

Suddenly, his phone chimed.

“Work?” you and Jack ask

Your dad shook his head and took one last sip of his drink before getting up from the table. He was running around the house grabbing his go bag and work essentials.

“I don’t know when I’ll be back but if I’m not back later tonight, Y/N you know the drill” he said

“Close and lock all doors and windows, don’t answer the door, Jack is to be in bed by 9:30 and lights out at 11” you recited

“And Jack?”

“No video games or TV until homework is done and Y/N is in charge” he groaned

“Good. Y/N?”

“Yes?”

“Vanessa is the only one permitted in the house. Understood?”

“Yes sir”

“Alright, bye! I love you two!” he said

Your dad rushed out the door, hopped in the car and sped off to work. Your dad pretty much being on call can be annoying sometimes because he’s usually away for a few days and misses out on family time. Usually, it’s a bummer but tonight, it was working in your favor.

“Now what?” Jack asked

“How about we finish up dinner and I’ll help you with your homework so you can have the rest of the night to yourself?”

“Sweet!” he responded

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*Later that night*

Vanessa had already been at your house for 2 hours and while Jack was getting ready for bed, you were about to leave for the kickback.

“What time did you say your little brother goes to bed?” Vanessa asked

“9:30”

She sighed

“We’re going to be late by then. Can’t we leave earlier?”

“We can’t. If I’m not here to make sure he’s asleep, he’ll be up all night”

“Jacks like what, 10? He’ll be fine. Plus, it’s a Friday night. It’s not like he has school tomorrow.”

You gave it a second thought. Jack is old enough to put himself to bed and the party wasn’t going to be worth going to if you were late.

“Fine. Give me a second and then we can go” you said

You walked down the hall to Jack’s room and knocked.

“Come in” he answered

“Hey bud, are you almost ready for bed?” you asked

“Yeah, I gotta brush my teeth though.”

“Listen, Vanessa and I are going out for a bit tonight. Would you be okay if you were by yourself for a few hours?”

“You can’t leave! Remember what Dad said? ‘No leaving the house after sundown’ ?”

“I know, I know but it’s only for tonight and since Dad’s out at work, I’ll let you stay up and play video games until I get back”

“Won’t we get in trouble? If he finds out, we’re gonna be grounded”

“He won’t find out unless we tell him….which we won’t. Right?”

Jack thought the situation through for a second.

“Right” he said

“Cool. Vanessa and I are leaving in about 5 minutes. Rules still apply to you though. I don’t care who rings the doorbell. If it’s not me or Dad, don’t answer it. Understood?”

“Yeah”

“Alright, all the doors and windows are locked so you’re safe here as long as they stay closed. I’ll be back in a few hours. Love you!” you said

“Love you too!” Jack responded

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*At the kickback*

This was your first time sneaking out of the house and honestly, you didn’t think your plan would work. You thought that by now you’d be at home getting an earful from your dad because you got caught but, what perfect timing?! Your dad getting called into work the same night?! It’s actually kind of funny how things work out. What could go wrong?

You and Vanessa pulled up to the party and parked in the driveway

“You ready Y/N?” she asked

“Yeah. I just can't believe our plan actually worked”

“I know right? You’re old man needs to let you live a little. You deserve to enjoy your youth. Now c’mon”

As you two walk in, loud music blares from the speaker and there’s people everywhere. Beer cans on the floor and furniture, red solo cups spewed about the floor, the smell of weed in the air and you can tell every guy is wearing cheap cologne because of how musky it is. You thought parties like this only existed in movies.

You knew a few people but due to not being the biggest social butterfly, you decided to cling to Vanessa all night.

“Y/N, this is my old theatre buddy, Vaughn. Vaughn, this is my best friend Y/N!”

“Hey, nice to meet you!” he welcomed

“Nice to meet you too!”

“Vanessas told me all about you”

“She has?”

“Yeah! Best friends since kindergarten?! You two go way back”

“Definitely!”

“This is actually Y/N’s first kickback!” Vanessa chimed in

“Your first? You’ve never been to a party?”

“Not really, my dad’s very overprotective so I never get the chance to really hang out”

“What changed his mind?”

“Actually, he’s out of town at the moment so, he doesn’t even know”

“Ahhh, sneaky you!” he chuckled

“Hey, I’m gonna go get a drink really quick. You guys want anything?” Vanessa asked

“I’m good but thanks” you said

“I’ll go with you” Vaughn said

“Y/N, I’ll be right back but in the meanwhile, go get out of your comfort zone a bit” she said

“Nice meeting you….”

“Y/N” you said

“Y/N! Right. I’ll see you later” Vaughn said

Vanessa and Vaughn made off into the kitchen and that left you to your own devices. You still weren’t comfortable enough to go and be social so you made your way to the couch. Luckily, you spotted the host’s dog and whistled at it. It trotted over to you and jumped up into your lap. This would be your comfort zone for the rest of the night.

*An hour later*

The host's dog had surprisingly fallen asleep while you scrolled through your phone. You weren’t gonna lie. You were sort of envious that it could sleep through all the noise. As you continued scrolling you noticed someone heading your way.

“Is anyone sitting here?” a voice asked

You looked up to see a tall figure with broad shoulders.

“Uh, no. You’re good to sit”

“Thanks” he said

You resumed scrolling on your phone

“Nice dog” he said making small talk

“I’d say thanks but it’s not mine. It just curled up next to me and fell asleep” you spoke

“With all this noise?”

“Exactly what I’m saying!” you chuckled

“I’d kill to be a heavy sleeper” he said

“If only, right?!”

You two sat in silence for a second

“I’m Brady”

“Y/N”

“Nice to meet you. So, how’d you find out about the kickback?”

“My friend is friends with the host so she invited me”

“That’s a good friend!”

“Yeah, this is my first party actually”

“Really? How?”

“Overprotective parent”

“Ah, I know your struggle. Well, if you don’t mind, how ‘bout we drink to that?”

“Uh- okay. Thanks!”

“What’s your poison?” he asked

“I’ll take a beer please”

“A beer? Ooh, so you like to play it safe huh? I’ll be right back”

Brady got up and walked into the kitchen. You were actually excited because not only is this your first party but someone came up to you instead of the other way around.

“There you are! I’ve been looking everywhere for you!” a voice said

You turned your head and it was Vanessa

“What took you so long?”

“I was getting a drink, remember?”

“It took you a whole hour, 60 MINUTES, to get a drink and find me?!” you joked

“This place is huge”

“It’s a condo ‘Nessa”

“Anyway, you’ve been sitting by yourself this whole time? I thought I told you to go and socialize!”

“I did! I met this guy, Brady, and he’s getting us drinks”

“Oooo! I know you had a little game in that beautiful brain somewhere. Well, let me go before I ruin your moment. I’ll be in the living room if you need me” she said

Vanessa ran off again. Just as she left, Brady came back with drinks.

“Una cerveza for the party virgin” he said

“What?” you chuckled

“One beer like you asked” he chuckled

“Oh, thank you!”

“To your first party and to many more” he toasted

You two clanked your cups together and took a swig

“For someone who seems to be so sheltered, you sure downed it with no problem” he said

“Well, my Uncle Dave is italian so everytime we go to his house, he cohearses my dad into letting me have a little wine. He says the drinking age in Italy is 16 so, why not?” you chuckled

“Lemme guess, he’s the crazy relative in the family?”

“No, that’d be my aunt Penelope but he’s a close second”

The two of you talked about family, your dream career and your taste in music for about an hour. You were starting to think that maybe it was a good idea to sneak out. You would have never met Brady and the more you found out about him, the more you started catching feelings for him. Or maybe that was the beer talking. Speaking of beer, you were starting to think that that beer didn’t sit right with you. You started feeling dizzy and sick to your stomach.

“Hey Brady, I gotta go talk to my friend really quick but I promise I’ll be right back”

“You okay?”

“Yeah, yeah. I’m just not feeling the best”

“Do you want some water?” he asked

“I’m fine. I need to find Vanessa though”

You stood up and immediately sat back down

“Are you sure you’re okay? Do you want to lay down?” he asked

“I’m fine” you said

You didn’t notice but you started slurring your words. Things were going downhill and fast. Brady didn’t….no, he couldn’t have. Things were going so well with him and you thought you could trust him. He couldn’t have possibly done that to you. You couldn’t yell for Vanessa over the loud music let alone stand up without falling over. This wasn’t good. This wasn’t good at all.

“Come on. I’ll take you to one of the bedrooms and you can lay down there until you feel better” Brady said

Fuck. You knew what you wanted to say but you couldn’t speak without slurring your words. Everything you said came out as incoherent. Brady stood up and helped you stand up, using him as a support. He started walking you towards the back until you felt a hand yank your hand

“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING?!” a voice yelled

Vanessa. Wait.. the voice was masculine.

Vaughn.

“I’m just helping them lay down. They’re tired” Brady said

“Leave them the fuck alone” Vaughn said sternly

“Mind your business dude” Brady retorted

“I know them so it is my business. I’m not going to tell you again. Leave them the fuck alone”

Brady dropped you but Vaughn quickly caught the rest of your body.

“Have fun with them, douchebag” Brady stormed off

Vaughn fireman carried you into the living room and sat you down

“Hey Y/N. It’s Vaughn. Are you okay?” he asked caringly

“Mmmrrmgh” you slurred

Shit.

“I’m gonna get Vanessa. I promise I’ll be right back, okay?” he said

Your head lulled around and you couldn’t move your limbs. All your energy was draining. This made him panic. As he tried to get you to squeeze his hand to get a response out of you, everything faded to black.

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*45 minutes later*

You woke up but everything was blurry and everything sounded muffled. You were laying down but your sickness was worse because you were being jostled around.

“There they are. Hey sweetheart. Sir-” a voice said

You looked up and saw a dark figure. Your head was on someone's lap.

“Y/N? Come on sweetheart, keep your eyes open for me” the voice said

You took a few shallow breaths before attempting to sit up

“No no, stay still, okay?”

That voice was way too familiar and it made you feel at ease. There was only one person that could clear the clouds out on a rainy day with just their voice

“Aunt Penelope?” you softly spoke

“At your service!” she said

“Y/N?” another voice said

“Dad” you cried

“How’re they doing?”

“They opened their eyes a bit and heart rate is still pretty high but they’re stable” Penelope sighed with relief

“Dad? What’s happening?”

“Y/N? Can you hear me?”

You nodded your head.

“That’s an affirmative” Penelope relayed

”Listen, we’re heading to the hospital right now. You were drugged and you stopped breathing. We’re almost there so just hold on for me, okay?” he said

His voice was borderline quivering. He was scared but wanted to stay strong for you and the team. He already lost Hailey and lord forbid he was going to lose you too

Penelope rolled the window down a bit so you could get some air but right before she could touch the button, your eyes closed again.

“Sir-”

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*At the hospital*

You opened your eyes and saw a handful of blobs that got clearer as your eyes adjusted to the light.

“There they are!” said Rossi

“It’s about time” said JJ

“You were scared us for a second there, kid” said Morgan

Your whole family was there, excited for you to finally pull through

“Y/N!” Jack said excited

He hugged you and you had no choice but to hug him tighter. On any other day you’d be wrestling him for the remote but considering what happened to you tonight, you needed a hug from him

“For the record, I didn’t tell dad” he stated

Everyone laughed

“I got you lavender and chamomile tea, your favorite” Reid said popping his head in

“Uncle Spence!” you said

As you grabbed your tea, you saw your dad out the corner of your eye. Uh oh.

“Can we have a moment, please?” your dad asked

Everyone filed out and the door closed. He walked over to the blinds to close them.

“How’d you find out?” you softly asked

“Vanessa called me practically screaming that you were dead! You’re lucky that the case we’re working is local! What were you thinking?! You lied to me, waited until I left the house to sneak out to a party and thought ‘what could go wrong?’ ?!” he raised his voice

“Dad, I’m-”

“What? You’re sorry?! Y/N, before we got there, you died in Vanessa’s arms! How do you think I felt? I couldn’t get to you fast enough. I had to push my way through a bunch of teens just to find my kid dead”

“What do you want me to say dad? I’m sorry that you’re still dealing with trauma from mom dying, so much so that you’ve become a helicopter parent over Jack and I? If that’s what you’re looking for, it’s not my fault that she’s dead. ”

The room went so silent you could hear a pin drop.

“I didn’t mean-”

“I know”

Your dad started tearing up

“When I saw your body laying there, all I could see is your mom all over again. I was afraid that I’d have to tell Jack that his only sibling is gone, plan another funeral, and spend a lifetime beating myself up for not being there quick enough.”

“Dad, it wasn’t your fault though. It’s Foyet’s. He’s long gone now and you did what you could. This? This was my fault. I never should have snuck out. I never should have lied to you. Had I listened, none of this would have happened”

“None of this is your fault. It’s whoever did this to you’s fault. The sneaking out part, I would have found out eventually and you would’ve been grounded until eternity but to find out this way? I could care less about punishment right now, all I care about is that the Hotchner kids are safe. The BAU might be my job but being a dad comes before anything”

He hugged you and squeezed you tightly.

“I love you more than you’ll ever know Y/N. Don’t you ever scare me like that again”

“Yes sir and I love you too”

A knock came from the door before being slightly opened

“Garcia wanted me to let you know that Quantico PD has the perp in custody and he’s being processed at the station” Prentiss softly said

“You hear that?” your dad said

You smiled

“I get to have a field day with him tomorrow. He has no idea what he has coming to him”

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btsslowburnfic · 3 years

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The Arrangement Ch. 16

Story summary: Desperately in need of money, you answered the questionable ad. AKA-Arranged marriage AU featuring Y/N and Yoongi

Chapter Summary: Dinner at the “Best Diner in Seoul.” (Still not a date though, right?)

Previous Chapter here

The two of you dropped the van off without any issues. You walked outside the rental agency, onto the main street stretching your arms overhead. You turned to face Yoongi, “Alright, are you ready for dinner at the best diner in Seoul?”

Yoongi smiled, glad you had rallied from earlier. He put his hands in his pockets. “The best? I don’t know; that’s a pretty high standard. This is a world-class city.”

You started to walk, “It is, and I have eaten a lot of places. This one is the best diner.”

Yoongi followed you to the subway station. “Where is this diner?” He asked. The subway was uncrowded, with not much of a rush happening on Sunday night. You each scanned your cards.

“It’s by work.”

Yoongi racked his brain trying to think of a diner near BigHit but wasn’t able to. He shrugged.

The subway car was mostly empty and the ride back to the city center was smooth. Yoongi scrolled through his phone. You got off and you led him down a few alleyways to an unassuming diner. It was truly a hole in the wall.

The neon sign above the door, “Dynamite Diner,” had a few letters out: DYMT DNER. Yoongi chuckled slightly and made a confused face, but took your word for it as you opened the door. The inside of the diner was clean and brightly decorated. There was a counter with bright white stools and several cherry red booths around the perimeter. Donuts sat in a display case next to a vintage register up on the countertop.

“I should have brought my sunglasses,” Yoongi joked as he followed you over to one of the booths. You laughed and put both your personal and work phones on the table and stretched. You were certain you would be sore tomorrow from moving all those boxes.

"What is that?" Yoongi asked, sounding mildly horrified as he gestured to your personal phone.

"Oh this?" You held it up. You had jokingly changed your lock screen to the picture you took of him sleeping the other night to see how long it would take him to notice. "It's you, looking so adorable."

His eyes widened "You put Tubby on me."

"Aww is that the bear's name?” You turned the phone back towards you to look at it. “So cute".

Yooongi touched his ear awkwardly, "It’s a dog, not a bear. Tubby was my family's pet growing up; our first dog. Anyways, I can't be your lock screen!" He pouted, a slight accent suddenly permeating his speech.

You looked over at him, trying to keep a straight face. "Ok first of all it looks like a bear, but that it was your family’s dog makes it even more adorable. Secondly, it's my personal phone sooo…. Third. where are you from?”

“What...what does that...Daegu.”

You smirked and looked at your phone again. “I guess if it really bothers you I can change it, but look? It makes me smile." You held it up and grinned.

The waitress came over, dropped off menus, and took your drink orders: Coffee, water, and a cup of ice for Yoongi.

"Oh my God, keep it." Yoongi opened his menu, clearly flustered.

You laughed, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, just stop showing it to me. Put it face down."

You smiled and complied, then flipped through the menu. “Why did we both just order coffee?” You asked. “It’s 9 pm. That’s a terrible idea.”

“I can drink coffee and fall asleep, no problem. What's good here?”

“The noodles are really good. I'm getting the gaeranjim tonight. I used to come here after working at the bar since it's open 24/7.”

Yoongi looked over at, watching you scan the menu. You gave so much to the people you cared about." Spicy or regular?"

"Huh?" You asked, bobbing your head back up.

"Spicy noodles or plain?"

"It's cold out, so you have to get spicy." You said it so matter of factly.

“Ok, of course. Why did I even ask?”

You put the menu down and grabbed your work phone. "Let's see what this week brings. Meetings. Meetings. Sound mixing? Recording. Meet with Hoseok. Hair and make-up department. Photo shoot? Photo shoot?"

Yoongi sat his menu down and interlaced his fingers in front of his face, resting his mouth against them. “Yep. They want new pictures for social media and for the album. My next album deadline is in 90 days but they begin all of this stuff in advance for things like printing and promos.”

“Oooo so you'll be like a model?”

Yoongi rolled his eyes and the server walked up to the table. She sat down all of the drinks carefully. The two of you placed your food orders and handed in the menus.

“Min Yoongi. Model.' You teased, striking a pose.

“Are you saying I'm not good looking enough to be a model?” He feigned offense while pouring his coffee over the ice and stirring it.

“Oh please, I told you at the job interview I thought you were good looking. It's just hard to imagine you sitting still and being pretty.”

Yoongi rubbed the back of his neck. “Well it's in my contract. And my fans like it. As much as I hate parts about my job, I do love my fans. " He took a sip of his drink.

“That's sweet.” You smiled.

Yoongi blushed a little, “Well I wouldn't be where I am without them, right? You have to have an audience to be a performer. Someone has to listen, otherwise you're just screaming into the void.”

“I guess that makes sense. Being on the consumer side of things I never really thought of it like that. Huh.” You sat back in the booth thoughtfully and sipped some coffee.

Yoongi looked out the glass window at the street outside. It had been a strange couple of weeks for him and yet this all felt normal. He couldn't remember the last time he had gone out to a restaurant with someone because he wanted to. He covered a yawn and looked back over at you.

You were people watching in the diner. You were normally only here in the middle of the night. The bell above the entrance dinged and you saw Chinsun, your regular server, walk in to begin her night shift. You smiled as you remembered all the coffee and bullshit you had shared with her. There were nights you got off work at 3 and knew it made more sense to power through and go into the office. You decided you would talk to her later if she wasn't busy.

The food came out a few minutes later. Hunger had snuck up on you. You went from zero to famished. You began blowing on your meal.

“Y/N?” You heard the familiar voice of Chinsun “I haven't seen you in a while.” She had on her white and red work uniform and her graying hair done up in a bun.

You looked up from your eggs and smiled, “Nice to see you. I quit working at the bar, I just have 1 job now.” You said happily.

“That's great, you can only burn the candle from both ends for so long. I'm surprised you did it for as long as you did.” She responded.

You shrugged and took a sip of water. “Well we all do what we have to.”

“And?.... who is your friend?” Chinsun gestured to Yoongi who was mid-slurp on his noodles. Apparently he was also starving.

“This is my boss, Min Yoongi.”

He patted his mouth with a napkin before speaking, “Hello,” he bowed his head. “Nice to meet you.”

“I’m Chinsun. It’s nice to meet you too. Well I'll let you get back to your meal, I'm glad you stopped by, I was worried when I didn’t see you for a while. Make sure you two come back!”

“Thank you. You are so sweet. I’ll make sure to stop in again soon, take care.” You took a bite as soon as she left.

“These noodles are in fact, the best.” Yoongi appraised between slurps.

“I told you. You can’t beat a hole in the wall diner sometimes. So...new album in 90 days? How’s it going?”

“It’s ok. A few songs are done. I got feedback from Adora last week so that was helpful. This album in general will be less….angry. Yeah less angry sounding.”

“Cool. What comes first, the music or the lyrics?”

“They are separate completely. The music and then I see if any of the lyrics I’ve written match the mood. Sometimes it just goes together and sometimes it doesn’t.”

“Interesting.”

Yoongi talked a bit more about the process of creating an album from start to finish. You had never put any thought into it so it was fascinating. The rest of your meal passed without incident and you were happy that when they brought the bill, Yoongi actually let you pay.

You waved to Chinsun as you exited. Yoongi rubbed his stomach. “Too many noodles.”

You smiled and then looked up at the sky. It was beginning to snow. “No such thing. And look. What great timing. The first snow of the year.”

“Gross.” He quickly replied.

“Ahahaha you really hate the cold don’t you?” You said as you held out your hand, watching the flakes land and melt almost instantly.

“I do. The snow is pretty though. I’ll look at it tomorrow from the warmth and safety of inside.”

“You’re no fun. I love the snow.” You played with it for a few more seconds. “Alright let’s get back.”

The snow continued to fall as you began the short walk back to BigHit. It was so pretty. The sidewalk was almost empty and the snowfall made it seem even quieter than it was. You took your phone out and snapped a picture for Instagram. In a few minutes, you were back at the building. The two of you scanned your badges to enter the lobby and waved to the night security guard.

“I’m heading to the studio. You should take some aspirin and a hot bath.” Yoongi said while you waited for the elevator.

You reached over without thinking and dusted snowflakes off of his hair. “Do you need help with anything? I also had coffee, I’ll probably be up for a while.”

Yoongi was briefly unable to answer, still surprised from having been dusted. “Nope. I’m just going to write. Go, rest your muscles. Watch Netflix. Relax. You literally moved a small apartment’s worth of stuff today.”

The two of you got on the elevator. “Alright. If you insist. I’m not going to argue with that. Where is the aspirin?”

“My bathroom. Bottom left drawer.”

“Got it.” The elevator slowly climbed. You took a deep breath and looked over at Yoongi. “Thanks again for all your help today. Like. ALLLLL of it. The van, my aunt, my brother. Thanks. It was a lot.”

Yoongi avoided eye contact, finding his shoes very fascinating. “No problem. Like I said, it wasn’t that bad for me. I got free soup and noodles.”

You laughed, “Good to know your chauffeur services are so affordable.” The elevator stopped on the 14th floor.

“See you tomorrow.” Yoongi started to exit, “If Jin’s girlfriend acts up, call me.” Yoongi added as though he suddenly remembered something.

“Now that I know that’s a thing, apparently, I’ll be fine. Thanks though.” You waved as the doors closed.

You’d be fine. Yoongi reassured himself as he walked over to the studio. He was suddenly acutely aware of just how quiet the 14th floor was with no one else on it. He walked over to the large windows on the opposite side of the elevators. The snow was really coming down now, and the ground would soon be blanketed. He opened the shopping app and searched “snow gloves.” He took a deep breath, What am I doing? He walked over to the other side of the floor, punched in his passcode, and entered Genius lab, ready to get some writing done.

Fuck, you were so glad today was almost over. You walked into the apartment and immediately started a bath. You set up your laptop on the toilet lid. You were going to live your best life, watching Netflix in the bathtub. You had heard of such luxuries and were strangely excited by it. You headed up to the loft area, randomly grabbed a stuffed animal and threw it onto Yoongi’s bed. You grabbed the aspirin and smiled as you passed the Pikachu you had yeeted onto Yoongi’s comforter and imagined his annoyance when he discovered it. Ah, it made you laugh. You grabbed yourself some water from the kitchen and headed off to soak away your soreness and forget the day. You paused briefly to admire the snow coming down in full force now. So beautiful. NEXT CHAPTER

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alreadyblondenow · 4 years

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Patients Patience

doctor!Jaehyun x reader // FLUFF, SMUT Summary: Who would have thought having a heart disease can make you score someone great like Jaehyun. Word Count: 4k Warnings: Mentions of alcohol, heart disease, swearing, unprotected sex, inferiority complex, broken engagement, doctor-patient romantic relationship Note: -idk if a doctor and patient relationship is legal? or like allowed, if not well this is only a fic -IDK WHAT ELSE TO NOTE HEHE ENJOY?

Ever since you were a little girl, you’ve always dreamt about having a strong heart and be able to do anything and everything you want. Having a heart disease didn’t stopped you from living a beautiful and wild life, you just have to live careful and stay alive so you won’t put yourself in a serious condition. You finished studying, have a stable career, and you’re living a happily in life.

Monthly check up is normal for someone who has heart disease and growing up, you only had one doctor who takes care of you and that is Dr. Jung Hae in. He’s been your doctor for over 20 years and he never fails to take care of you. Today, he told you he will hand over you to his son because he will finally retire.

“Y/n, I’d like you to meet my son Dr. Jaehyun. From now on he will be the one taking care of you” Doctor Jaehyun offered a hand for you to shake and gave you a dimpled smile. “You’re in good hands” he said. Little did you know that your new doctor will someday change your life in a different way.

Nothing special happened during the check up, your new doctor seems to know everything about your condition from how you’re supposed to be taken care of to the future things you need to do to live a much healthier life. “If anything goes wrong, I’m the one in charge to operate you” he said as he bid you good bye and thanked you for your time.

Later that day you had plans with your friends at your favorite bar. A normal Friday night spending the whole time laughing, dancing and watching your friends get drunk. You were waiting for the bartender to notice you when a man spoke to you from behind.

“I thought I said strictly no alcoholic beverages?” you turned your back to see who it is.

“Oh my g- Doctor Jaehyun! Sorry,” you were nervous but happy to see him, you don’t know why you feel this way. “I’m having freshly squeezed orange juice, don’t worry” you explained and invited him to sit on the stool beside you.

Ditching your friends to keep him company, doctor Jaehyun is actually fun to be with. Interesting stories just keeps piling up and no one bothers to look at the time as you two continue talking. Jaehyun is on his seventh scotch and you noticed he handles his alcohol very well, while you on the other is on your fourth glass of orange juice. He was telling you how he managed to pass some of his subjects during med school by sleeping with some of his females professors and they grade him based on his performance in bed. That story made you laughed so hard you forgot who you’re talking to.

“How about you? Tell me something I don’t know, something crazy about you” he challenged. Choosing from a bunch of crazy stuff you could tell him, you picked the most shocking one to beat his story.

“Uhm- I’m engaged…” the moment you told him that he almost choke on what he was drinking and asked the bartender for a glass of water. “Oh, Doctor are you okay?” you worriedly asked patting his back and caressing it while you watch him cough. You don’t know but your touch gave him goosebumps and tingles.

“Sorry I was just shocked- totally unexpected” he said. “Please, call me Jaehyun. I’m not your doctor right now” he said, asking for the bartender another glass of scotch and an orange juice for you.

“But aren’t doctors always on call? Like 24/7?” you asked, trying to avoid the topic of you being engaged.

“If you collapse right now, I’ll transform as your doctor. But for now please, give me a break” you both let out a laugh because of what he said. “So are you happily engaged?” just as you thought you already avoided that topic, he’s bringing it up again.

“Uhh” you let out an awkward laugh, “I broke it off” Jaehyun apologised for prying but deep inside he’s happy he’s not flirting to someone married or at least going to be. You told him it was because your ex fiancé is emotionally unstable so you both have no other choice to break the engagement. “Johnny is a great guy, he’s just too much sometimes” you ended the story with a light note.

The night continued to be more interesting and you both talked about other stuff, knowing each other more but not like a patient-doctor kind of relationship. He was completely growing a huge crush on you and he was confident about it, telling you how much you look beautiful in that dress, how you look hot and cute at the same time whenever you smile. Hearing it from Jaehyun makes you blush like crazy.

You noticed how handsome he is while drinking his scotch and those two loose buttons from his shirt just makes him even more hotter. He noticed how you looked at him, and flashed a dimpled smile at you. To your surprise he came closer to you, his hot breath touching your exposed neck. “Stop fucking me with your eyes. Are you still a virgin?”

The question made you stare at him a little longer, completely startled by his behaviour. Normally if a guy hits on you like this you always know what to say and not to say. But when it comes to Jaehyun, you’re speechless.

“My place is not far from here”

Hesitating but you let him bring you to his place. You were not planning to fuck your doctor but you’re not immune to his incredible charms. The sexual tension was building up fast while you two were walking to his apartment, and when you’re finally alone with him his lips crashed to yours and you kissed him back without having second thoughts.

Jaehyun was not rushing you to take off your clothes or anything, but you can feel his need by the way he kiss you passionately, how his hands were gentle when touching you and how he’s making you want just spread your legs for him. You bumped on the dinner table and sat on it, putting Jaehyun in between your legs. His lips were busy kissing you wherever he wants while your hands were busy taking off his pants and palming his hardening cock.

Now that his pants are already discarded he removed his shirt, and lifts your dress throwing it on the floor. Looking at your clothed boobs as he hooks his fingers on your panties taking it off slowly, you unclasp your bra and throw it to Jaehyun, making him giggle and admire your naked body for a minute.

“First time having sex on a dinner table?” he whispers beside your ear before spreading your legs wider and caress your inner thighs making your pussy tingle and want for his fingers inside you. You moan and roll your head back, enjoying the way he teases you.

The moment was completely ruined when his work phone rang like crazy, “fuck” he said completely annoyed and frustrated. He answers the phone in front of you, keeping you close to him so you won’t feel cold. Seeing Jaehyun completely naked in between your legs while talking to someone on his phone will forever be engraved in your mind.

He ended the call and lowered his head. “I’m so sorry” he exhales sharply, “duty calls. I’m needed at the hospital- fuck. I’m really sorry” he embraced you and kissed you too many times on your cheeks, apologising for the unexpected call from work which perfectly ruined your night. “It’s okay, I understand. Some other time, yeah?” he nods his head and helped you go down from the dinner table.

After that fateful night you two were working your asses off at your jobs, completely missing each other but can’t make time because of the busy schedules. Jaehyun texts you everyday, sending sweet reminders that made you blush and smile out of nowhere your friends are already suspecting you have someone new. At night you feel like a horny teenager sexting someone before you go to sleep, sometimes when Jaehyun isn’t tired from hospital duty he will call you and talk to you until someone passes out.

It’s been two weeks since you last saw Jaehyun and you can’t believe work is being a bitch to the both of you. Today, you have a big wedding to take care of and Jaehyun has a doctors conference.

6:00 am Jaehyun: Good morning beautiful. 7:13 am Jaehyun: Doctors conferences are boring. Did you eat breakfast? Don’t skip breakfast, doctor’s orders. ;) 7:30 am Jaehyun: Drinking orange juice right now and thought of you. 8:30 am You: Sorry I was busy. I miss you too, now let me work. :*

5:45 PM Jaehyun: I just met a total of 64 doctors. Dad has been introducing me around, showing me off like crazy. 6:23 pm You: He’s just proud you took after him.

7:22 pm Jaehyun: I miss your lips.

7:22 pm Jaehyun: I’m done for the day, can I see you now? I can pick you up from work.

7:30 pm You: Done for the day too, just saying good bye to the guests. I’m at the La Vien Rose Hotel, be done by 8. Finally, I’m going to see your handsome face again.

7:31 pm Jaehyun: I’m standing right behind you.

Before you could even turn around, Jaehyun hugged you from behind. Good thing you’re already alone and the guests are far gone. “Hey, sexy” he whispered and twirled you to face him admiring how good you look tonight.

“This whole time you’re at the conference from the other event room?” you said as you embrace him back, feeling happy to see him.

“I have a room here- uh, you want to order room service? Have dinner with me?” he gave you a dimpled smile followed by a wink that you already knew what it’s for. He brought you to his suite that’s big enough for one person, and has the greatest view of the city.

You two sat on the carpeted floor as he reach in for your feet and removes your three inch heels and massage it. “So good” you groaned while watching him, “How’s your day?” you asked and made him stop so you can lay on his lap. Sipping from his glass of wine, he shook his head before answering you.

“Besides missing you like crazy, it felt like shit meeting all those doctors today” he exhales sharply and downs his wine drinking until the last drop. “just family pressure and social pressure from being the last Jung to finish med school since I’m the youngest. They expect so much from me”

You sat up and provided comfort immediately, caressing his arms to let him know that you’re all ears and ready to listen. “They basically dragged me to med school. That’s a family secret. Everyone from my grandfather, parents, cousins and siblings called me a disgrace when I voiced out that I wanted to pursue music”

Theres a moment of comfort silence after he told you the whole story, hearing it from Jaehyun just makes it even more heavy and quite frankly you don’t know how to make him feel better. Good thing Jaehyun knew exactly what to do, “Anyway, it’s too early for you to know this side of me. Let’s just enjoy the night, come on. Were finally together” he reached in for a kiss that you gladly gave and it completely changes the mood.

You watch the city lights flicker as Jaehyun gets another bottle of wine and pour you a glass. He turns off the lights so you could enjoy the view and stood behind you to look at the nice view together. For a moment it was cold and quiet, clearly you’re both tired from today’s events. Until his soft lips touches your exposed neck, suddenly you feel the heat around your body slowly spreading making your head light letting it fall back so Jaehyun can kiss your neck better.

“We’re finally going to have sex tonight” just the thought of it plus Jaehyun’s soft voice gives you shiver. Wine long forgotten, he slowly motions you to the side of the bed keeping you close like he normally does. Slowly unzips your dress letting it fall down leaving you in your matching sexy underwear. You unbutton his blue dress shirt smoothly and admire his perfect body for a second, taking time to digest what’s about to happen tonight.

Doctor Jung Jaehyun is going to have sex with you.

Seeing him on top of you wearing a Calvin Klein boxer briefs is something you only imagine as you masturbate at night while sexting him. And seeing him remove it in front of you can make you cum then and there. Jaehyun is finally in between your legs removing your bra and laced panties, feeling his soft finger tips brush on your thighs. “Want to pump my cock?” he asked with a smirk.

You sat up, pumped his cock until it’s hard, licked it until you’re satisfied and sucked it until you hear Jaehyun’s moans and sharp gasps. Jaehyun’s cock is thick and long, and you’re almost afraid it wouldn’t fit you. “I’m gonna cum” he warns you as you stop him from pulling away as you swallow his cum.

His knees are weak and his body is shivering, seeing him cum in front of you afor the first time makes you extra horny. Jaehyun pushed you on the mattress and grabs both of your legs, spreading them wide before he blows hot air on your cunt and kiss it. A peck that’s so soft you asked for another one. The second contact of his lips on your cunt was not a soft kiss, but a long slow lick that made your eyes close and close your legs.

“Open” he said sternly, of course you followed.

He continues to lick your cunt as you grind your pussy slowly. “Fuck Jaehyun, spit on it” and he did, seeing him spit on your pussy makes you spread your legs wider. Jaehyun stopped and kneeled in front of you as he pumps his hard cock again. Leaning down to you for a kiss as he lines his cock on your cunt, he winked at you before he pushes in. Automatically your arms swing fast around his neck as he goes in slowly, rocking his hips back and forth according to your liking.

It feels so good for Jaehyun all he can do now is continue thrusting slow, furrow his brows and let out beautiful moans. You noticed how he was biting his lip while he fucks you slow, looking so handsome. “Stop biting you lips- you look fucking hot Jae” he giggle and kissed you on your neck, his cold fingertips brushing softly on your nipples which you really love. Making you smile every time he pinch one, “Feels good?” he managed to ask while increasing his pace, you can only nod as you look directly in his eyes enjoying every thrust. You feel your heart beat faster because he looks so handsome fucking you like this.

He puts his right thumb on your clit making you moan and roll your head back. “Don’t do that” you said, trying so hard not to cum yet. “Hmm? What if I want to?” he said as he continues what he’s doing but this time your lips to lips, kissing softly while he fucks you faster and thumbs your clit. Perfect, just where you want it to be. Every moan, hard groan, curse and whine is just between your mouths and bodies, he thrusts faster you’re sure the bed is making a sound. Holding tight on his shoulders, leaving marks on it as your long nails digs deep. Long moans and sharp gasps as you cum hard while he continues fucking you and catch his own release.

While you both ride your high, he’s kissing your naked body as you shiver, still sensitive from your orgasm. Oh how his lips feels so good against your skin. “Sleep with me tonight” Jaehyun offers while he’s busy kissing your shoulders sweetly. You nod weakly as he lay beside you, covering you with the thick duvet. Arms around each other he stare at the ceiling while you listen to his heart beat.

“Can I be honest?” he said, making you turn your head to face his handsome face. His heart skipped a beat seeing your beautiful face, freshly fucked but nervous about what he’s going to say.

“Of course” you said, pushing his hair away from his face and came in closer to him.

“Since the day that I met you- or that night when we ended up naked in my apartment” you both giggled, “Since that day, I go to work feeling excited and happy and that never happened to me before” Jaehyun pinched your cheeks playfully, “you made me to be a better doctor”

Happy to hear that from Jaehyun, you can’t exactly hide your blush from him. “Is that a blush I see, hmm?” he reached for you and gave you a peck on the lips, “If you give me a chance, I’ll show you what true love really feels like. No more toxic relationships, no more broken engagement, just a happy relationship that you deserve”

“I didn’t know that having a heart disease can get me a man like you”

“I’ll make you happy” Jaehyun whispers sweetly.

“You will?” you whisper back, giggling like a little girl while you lean forward and kiss him passionately.

“Mhmm. Fuck your heart disease, you have my heart”

Your relationship with Jaehyun was too good to be true. He’s like a prince from a movie who made all of your fantasies came true, including the kinky ones. Feeling the love that even your ex fiancé and boyfriend for six years never made you feel. It almost scares you everyday that maybe you’re just dreaming and one day you’ll wake up and find out that Jaehyun is just your doctor and no one special. But everyday he proves to you that everything that’s happening right now is real and that you’re not dreaming.

Jaehyun became really strict when it comes to your health and you sometimes fight with him because he’s being too much. “Hey, I’m doing this so I can grow old with you” he always sweet talks you to make you follow everything he says, which always works. He always treats you right, whenever and however he can making you feel loved everyday in his own way. Sending you flowers at work, making you breakfast whenever you sleep over his apartment or by simply saying ‘i love you’ in the sweetest and cutest way possible.

That’s Jaehyun as your boyfriend.

Today is your first anniversary and you both decided to stay in Jaehyun’s place and enjoy quality time together. He made you cut the vegetables he needed while he works on other meals. Not stopping himself from whispering something sweet behind your ear like, “I might get used to seeing you around my kitchen” or something like, “I never thought seeing you mince garlic and onion can make me horny”

The afternoon was fun as you two eat lunch together at the kitchen counter, not bothering setting the table anymore. “Jung Jaehyun what else are you good at?” you asked, definitely amazed by his cooking skills. You knew that he’s a great doctor and that he’s incredibly great in bed, but you never knew about his cooking skills.

“Well, I can sing and play piano. That’s the last skill that you haven’t seen yet” he said, making you eat a spoonful of pasta and left a kiss on your temple and proceeds to wash the dishes.

“I’ve been loving you for a whole year and you never let me hear you sing? Do you want me to get mad?” you hugged him from behind while he’s busy washing dishes, thanking him for making a great meal for your anniversary.

Settling with a bottle of wine as you two sat in his living room to exchange anniversary gifts, you’re nervous about what he’s going to react about your gift. You hand him the box that’s decently heavy and shakes it trying to guess it before he opens it.

“A watch”

“What! How did you know it’s a watch?” you’re completely surprised he guessed it right.

“I know you” he let out a laugh and opens the box. To his surprise it’s not just any watch, it’s the Rolex watch he’s been eyeing and for some unknown reason, he’s stopping himself from buying it. So you bought if for him. “You don’t know how happy I am, to receive this. Thank you” he gave you a kiss and stood up to get his gift.

Excited and bit nervous, you wish he doesn’t propose because you’re not yet ready for that. When Jaehyun came back with a small box, it made you frown. “What’s with the frown?” Jaehyun worriedly asked.

“Jae, I hope you know that I love you and you changed my life quite literally and I’m thankful for that. We’re incredibly happy right now and don’t get me wrong, but I’m not ready to be engaged again”

“Thank you for your wonderful speech, I love you too. But baby, I’m not proposing- Well, of course someday I will, but not today” he let out a small laugh and hands you the box.

“What’s this key for?”

He’s waiting for you to figure it out on your own, “is this a key to this apartment?” you guessed, and he shook his head with a teasing smile.

“I bought us a house… that costs this watch that you gave me” that’s what stopping him from buying it, you thought. “This is not a proposal but, move in with me? So I can see you around the kitchen more, sing you to sleep, wake you up with kisses and my morning breath?” you nod your head with a big smile on your face as you came in closer to kiss him. And your answer made Jaehyun smile from ear to ear, his eyes disappearing because of his big smile.

You feel his cold fingertips creep around your neck as he puts your hair to the side so he could kiss your neck. Making you close your eyes and forget what you were thinking just three seconds ago. You kissed him on the lips and without a warning sat on his lap. Completely leaving Jaehyun speechless but wanting for more.

“It’s only five in the afternoon” you said, still not stopping yourself from hungrily kissing Jaehyun and grinding on his lap. Removing your shirt and unclasping your bra as quick as you can, Jaehyun pulled away from the kiss making you stop everything you’re doing.

“Slow down, please. You want a visit to the emergency room?” He never fails to make you calm. Jaehyun kisses you again setting a slow pace as he carries you to his room and lay you down gently in his bed. Putting you beneath him, slowly kissing you with all the love that he feels for you.

“When can I see our house?” you said, he stopped and giggle like a little boy on top of your exposed breast. A sharp gasp escaped from your mouth the moment his lips touch the valley between your boobs, kissing your left boob like how he usually does.

“How about we finish what we started and talk after, hmm?” He intertwines his fingers with yours as you nod and start kissing him again. Diving to love never felt so good you feel like you’re going to explode any minute.

Both hands are busy getting each other naked, lips never stopped kissing. Jaehyun loves how he can kiss you while kneading your boobs. Legs automatically spread to put Jaehyun in between, slowly kissing you down to your stomach and sweetly kissing your lower abdomen. “Ready?” He asked with an airy tone that calms you. You nod with a smile as he proceeds to lick your cunt slowly, kissing it like it was your mouth, trying not to close your legs and crush Jaehyun’s head.

Jaehyun noticed your legs were already shivering from overstimulation, you try so hard not to cum again. He stopped licking your cunt and start caressing your thighs, “Okay, calm down” he giggle as he kiss your lips again, letting you taste a little bit of yourself. Pumping his cock before lining it to your cunt, he whispered “Can I kiss you while fucking you?” that sent tingles to your spine, you kissed him as your answer earning a sweet smile from Jaehyun in between kisses. You feel him push inside you slowly but you’re distracted with his soft lips that never left you.

He always kiss away the hurt from the stretch of his cock, happy to see you smile while he thrust inside you. In and out. “You look beautiful with that smile” with short breaths he tried to compliment you still. Thrusting deep inside you, you grab the sheets when his thumb plays with your clit making you catch every thrust he gives.

With all your strength you switch positions with Jaehyun so you could see him enjoy the pleasure. You made him grab your ass, and he smacks your left butt cheek the sting didn’t hurt at all but rather it made you horny even more. Hands on top of his chest, you lean down to kiss him hungrily as you move your hips up and down on his cock.

Jaehyun is a mess beneath you now, his moans are a little high, gasp sharper and quicker than ever. Hands gripping your thighs telling you how good you feel around his cock. “Hmm? Really? Kiss me when you cum” you said as you feel his cock twitch inside you, playing with his right nipples to put him on edge.

Jaehyun grab you to the neck as he switch positions again, and thrust inside you hard as he cums inside you. His thrust were not gentle at all, they were sharp and fast you almost fell from the bed. He kiss your lips with open mouth, exchanging spits and bitting your lips as he shivers on top of you.

Still thrusting inside you, his pace became slow like the rhythm of his breath. Forehead to forehead he smiled sweetly to you before removing his cock and replacing it with his middle finger. “Now it’s your time to kiss me when you cum” he whispers while kissing you neck, your hips already long for movement and friction.

In between your legs, Jaehyun kneels to see you how fucked up you are right now. Holding your legs with his free hand so you couldn’t close your legs, caressing your thighs to send you on edge. You look him in the eye as you grip both of your boobs and enjoy what he’s doing to you. Not long after you put your thumb in his mouth feeling his tongue swirl, you feel your orgasm ball up in your lower abdomen making you breath sharp and ask for Jaehyun’s lips already.

But he refused. He made you want for his lips and beg for a kiss as he watch you shiver from his touch. Fingers moving from the bottom of your cunt to your clit, pinching it again and again making you suffer as you cum. You wanted to close your legs so bad but you can’t, “Jaehyun what are you doing- please! Ah! I can’t take it anymore” he stopped and watched you catch your breath, curling yourself and closing your legs to stop them from shaking.

Jaehyun felt sorry and worried for overstimulating you like that. “I’m sorry, I’ll never do that again” you feel his hand caress your back, and covers your body with the thick sheets to help you stop shivering. He was about to leave and go to the bathroom to prepare a warm bath for you, but you stopped him.

With all your strength you hug from behind, kissed him on his chest, sat on his lap and cupped his face. “You’re selfish you know that? Not letting me kiss your soft lips while I cum, baby thats brutal” the pet name made his heart jump and kiss you oh so lovingly, laying you in bed slowly kissing you until your head touches the fluffy pillows.

The kiss lasted for a good twenty minutes, just feeling each other’s warmth without doing anything but say sweet nothings to each other, never ending compliments, and giggles in between kissing. You’re in love.

After taking a shower, Jaehyun got hungry again and made you a sandwich. Watching him cook and walk around his kitchen without a shirt and just wearing his sweatpants makes you bite your lower lip. “Stop fucking me with your eyes, eat” he said as he hands you a plate with the sandwich that he made. “Let’s visit the house tomorrow, then we can buy furnitures for a start” He added before taking a bite from his sandwich feeling excited about the new house, you can’t wait to decorate it and call it home already.

The day became more interesting when you started to suggest things you wanted to try. Like having sex on the tub, which Jaehyun enjoyed and asked you to make him cum three more times. He wanted to play with ice cream, so he ate ice cream on your naked body which made you even more sensitive when you cum. Trying different sex positions and discovering that fucking from behind is Jaehyun’s favorite and fucking you on the edge of the bed is your favorite.

You can’t believe that this man sleeping beside you can love you more and more each day making you fall in love over and over again. You can’t believe that in two weeks time, you will no longer miss his addicting warmth next to your body, and you can kiss him freely whenever you want even when he’s sleeping.

At 3am in the morning, he felt your lips touch his and he smiled when he saw you on top of him. Looking at the time, he let out a laugh because you’re being needy at an ungodly hour. “Want to have sex? Okay, just a minute” he said but you cut him off with a soft “no. I just want to kiss you in bed” and you smiled so sweetly while you watch him nod and close his eyes again.

................................................. Masterlist I’m planning to put more plot to this fic but I got tired. It’s suppose to be a sad ending, y/n dying in the hands of Jaehyun during an operation. If you get to this point, thank you for reading! Really means a lot! #OVERSHARING this fic is inspired by a handsome doctor that I met when I was 12 years old. We have this beach out with some of the doctors that my aunt works with and sheesh he’s hot... and he brought his pretty girlfriend with him. I was watching them swim at the pool and enjoy the sunset as they were probably making out in front of me by that time.

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thefallennightmare · 3 years

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Vows [2/2]

Pairings: Sebastian Stan x Reader

Warnings: Angst, mention of death/suicide, alcoholism, and some swearing.

Summary: Could a weekend away be just what Sebastian and Y/N need or could it finally push them away for good?

A/N: Here’s the long awaited second part! I’m not too sure how to feel about it but here it is!

My heels clicked against the tiled floor of the hotel as I approached the check in desk, giving the lady behind it a small smile.

“Hi. Reservation under Mr. Stan?”

Nails typed away on the computer and my heart dropped when I saw a look of slight fear appear on her face. “I’m sorry. Do you have a relation to Mr. Stan?”

“Yes, he’s my husband.”

The word felt so foreign on my lips, not uttering it for months.

“Can I see some ID please?” The lady hesitated.

I cursed under my breath while reaching for my ID but groaned when I noticed it was missing.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me. I-uh-seemed to have forgotten it.”

Running a hand through my hair, I tried to think of ways to prove who I was but suddenly, felt a presence behind me. Looking over my shoulder, I tried to stop the increase in heart beat as a small smile peaked through his beard.

“She’s with me.”

“Welcome Mr. and Mrs. Stan. How many key cards would you two like?” The lady questioned, her attitude changing once she realized that I was in fact with Seb.

“Um, there should be two rooms under that reservation?” Sebastian informed her.

She shook her head. “I’m sorry, sir. I see a reservation for our honeymoon suite.”

I scoffed while looking towards Sebastian. “Honeymoon?!”

“Yes, ma’am. It comes with a king bed, Jacuzzi tub, and fireplace.”

“You planned this, didn’t you? A way to torture me?” I seethed.

Sebastian raised his hands up, saying that his assistant made the reservation for him.

“Can we book another room?” We both asked at the same time.

She shook her head once more. “I’m sorry, Mr. Stan. We’re all booked up. But if you don’t mind me asking, why do you two need separate rooms? You’re married.”

I wasn't too comfortable with the flirtatious eyes she was sending Seb’s way. I snatched up the key card before pulling him along, muttering a quick thank you to the lady.

“I cannot believe you booked the honeymoon suite,” I exasperated while we waited for the elevator.

“I cannot believe you were jealous of Susan,” Seb chuckled.

My eyes squinted in confusion and he nodded towards the front desk.

“Oh.”

We fell in silence as we rode the elevator up to the 6th floor where our honeymoon suite awaited us. I felt my anxiety start to take over when the thought of Sebastian and I sharing a bed clouded my mind.

We haven’t shared a bed in so long that I forgot how he was a human heater in the way his arms would wrap around me, engulfing me. Or the way sometimes in the night, his lips would brush against my forehead in a soft kiss.

“Y/N?”

“Hm?” I snapped from my thoughts and looked at Seb.

He was standing outside our room with the door open. “You coming?”

I nodded and followed him inside. If the situation was under different circumstances, I would have been floored with the room that he booked.

The king bed was in the middle of the room covered with those pillows that you just knew felt like sleeping on a cloud. The balcony doors were opened, a soft California breeze flowing throughout the room. The smell of the ocean filled my senses and I made a mental note to take a walk on the beach later tonight.

I took a quick peak in the bathroom and nearly gasped at the sight. The shower was double the size of the one in our brownstone, the tub could fit three people and was in front of a window that faced the ocean.

“Okay, this room is amazing!” I gawked back to Seb. “Are you sure your assistant didn’t do this on purpose?”

“I promise,” Seb smiled while crossing his heart. “She made this reservation so long ago she probably thought that we would appreciate this.”

I mirrored my own smile and started going through my suitcases. “So the rehearsal dinner is at six right?”

Sebastian nodded. “Yeah. Tim said we don’t have to go but we’re invited. Free food and booze.”

My nose scrunched up. “I think I’ll pass on the booze.”

For the next little while, we both unpacked our stuff deciding not to say a word. Things were still awkward between us and honestly, I wasn’t sure what to say. I could ask him how he’s been but was afraid of finding out the answer.

“No fucking way.”

Seb cursed while coming out of the bathroom, phone in hand. “Guess what?”

I shrugged my shoulders. “What?”

“Tim called off the wedding.”

My mouth fell agape, surprised that our best friends had called off the wedding. We were friends with them for years, both traveling and spending time together when Seb and I were first married. Tim and Brianna would always say that they hoped they would be half as happy as Seb and I were.

“What happened?” I sat on the edge of the bed.

Seb ran a hand over his face and hesitated for a moment before answering. “He caught her in bed with someone else.”

“Oh Tim,” I muttered, knowing the pain he was going through. “What do we do now?”

Seb’s mouth opened to speak but a soft knock on the door interrupted his thought. I marveled in the way his back muscles tensed as he opened the door. Susan stood on the other side of the door and I couldn’t help the jealousy that ran through me when her eyes lit up when she noticed Sebastian opened the door.

“Sorry to bother you, Mr. Stan, but I wanted to let you know that your and Mrs. Stan’s dinner reservations for 7 pm are all set.” Her voice was professional but I could tell it was bitter to come off her lips.

“I’m sorry,” I interrupted while standing next to Sebastian. “Dinner reservations?”

Susan nodded. “Yes ma’am. These reservations were made when the hotel reservation was booked. It’s a private table right on the beach.”

Bless Seb’s assistant's heart. She probably thought that she was doing this romantic thing for us at the time.

“Can we cancel?” Sebastian asked. “Our friends called off their wedding so we’re probably going to head back home.”

Susan shook her head. “I’m sorry Mr. Stan. Since it’s within two hours of your reservation you will have to pay a fee for canceling.”

Seb ran a hand through his hair before nodding a thanks to Susan and shut the door.

“What do you say? Dinner before we head home?” Seb suggested.

“I don’t know, Sebastian. Isn’t this whole thing awkward and weird for you?” I played with my fingers while sitting on the edge of the bed again.

He leaned against the dresser in the room that was directly in front of me and crossed his arms over his chest. “It’s only weird if we make it.”

“We’re getting divorced and you want us to have dinner like we’re still a couple?” I tried to make sense of this whole situation.

“As friends,” he stated. “We used to be best friends before we got married, why can’t we go back to that?”

“What would Alessandra think?” I wondered.

“I’ll give you sometime to get ready and I’ll meet you on the beach at seven, okay?” Seb said, completely ignoring my question.

Before I could protest even more, he left the room leaving me alone to my thoughts.

How could we go to this romantic dinner and pretend that everything is normal when it wasn't? Sebastian made it clear months ago that he didn’t love me anymore and it took all this time to get used to it and understand that he and I would never be where we used to be.

I fought with my inner self wondering if I had enough time to find a plane ride back home before Seb even noticed I was late to this dinner.

My phone buzzed in my pocket and the text message on the screen made the decision final.

Please do this with me. It will be our final dinner together before we say goodbye-Seb

My toes brushed through the sand as I made my way down towards the ocean side where I could see a table with candles surrounding it. My skirt blew in the wind and the sun setting warmed my bare arms as I opted in wearing my gold silk halter top that I knew Sebastian liked at one point.

I halted when I noticed that even though I was a few moments later, Seb wasn’t here yet. Doubt clouded my mind, wondering if he decided against this whole thing and he had gone home.

“Y/N.”

Turning at the soft voice, I could help the small smile that played at my lips.

Sebastian stood in front of me, dressed in a blue suit, and my heart soared at that vision. He knew how much I loved the way he looked in this baby blue suit.

He pulled out my chair for me and after giving him a small smile of thanks, we were sitting across from one another.

“I hope you don't mind but I already told the chef what we wanted,” Seb said sheepishly.

I shook my head. “No, not at all. You were always good at knowing what I liked.”

Someone had come up to the table, ready to pour some wine into my glass and before I could speak up, Seb was already pulling away the glass. “Could we actually get some water?”

The young man nodded before placing two cups of water in front of us and quietly walked away.

“You can have a glass of wine, Seb. It’s fine,” I informed him.

“I’m perfectly fine with the water. How is sobriety going?”

“Really good,” I admitted with a small smile. “I haven't had a drink since the night of my brother's funeral. It’s been hard sometimes but I found a way to deal with the urge.”

“How?” Seb questioned.

“I actually started keeping a journal. It has some poems and my thoughts of how I’m feeling. It’s kind of stupid,” I muttered.

Sebastian immediately shook his head. “No it’s not, Y/N. Whatever helps you with the urge to drink is not stupid.”

We fell into silence after that, our food being placed in front of us, and we ate quietly. The sound of the waves meshing together with the sound of our forks scraping along the plates.

“You know,” Seb spoke softly, “I never asked how your family is doing. After everything.”

I could tell he didn’t want to utter the words ‘brothers death’ so I nodded. “They’re doing okay. My dad took it really hard. You should have seen him at the funeral, Seb. I thought he was going to have a heart attack.”

“I’m so sorry that I wasn’t there,” Sebastian apologized.

A shaky breath fell from my lips. “I’ve tried too hard not to blame myself for not being there for him. Maybe if I tried to talk to him more, to figure out what was wrong with him. All he needed was someone to talk to, to listen to him, but we weren’t there; I wasn’t there.”

Seb’s hand reached across the table and gently grabbed mine. “None of this is your fault, Y/N. Your brother was dealing with so many demons.”

I shook my head. “But I could have been there for him more. I was so wrapped up in our divorce and dealing with being alone that I didn’t even think of reaching out to my family because I was afraid of what they would say.”

Hastily wiping a tear away with my free hand, my sad eyes looked at our tangled fingers and Sebastian hesitated before pulling away.

Just the small touch of our hands together brought so much warmth. I had no idea how much I missed his touch until I felt it again.

The sun was setting even lower and the golden rays brushed softly across his features, showering him in such a glow that made me want to climb into him, crashing our lips together.

“I promised your mom I wouldn’t tell you this but she called me a few weeks ago,” Seb admitted.

“She did?” My eyebrows scrunched in confusion.

He nodded. “She was wondering how you were doing and made me promise to look after you.”

“Sorry, I haven’t told her about us. She still thinks we’re married.”

“I promised her that I would make sure you were safe and happy. I wouldn’t let those same demons that your brother dealt with bring you down.”

I let out a soft sob and averted my gaze from Sebastian, not wanting him to see how broken I actually was.

It had been months since my brother's death and getting the divorce papers. No matter how hard I tried to bury away those memories and feelings of heartbreak, it still chipped away at my heart. I wasn’t happy anymore, the bright light behind my eyes was long gone.

Sebastian was off with his girlfriend, happier than he ever was with me. He was living in the home we had built together, metaphorically, and I was the last thing on his mind.

I refused to show him that every night I cry myself to sleep, longing for the feeling of his arms around me, helping me deal with everything. I needed him so much but I couldn’t have him. He wasn’t mine anymore and it was so hard to accept.

I wasn’t the same person I was when we met. Back then I was confident in myself and knew that I was enough for him. I trusted him when he would be gone for months at a time and knew that he would always come back to me. A few years into our marriage, however, everything changed.

My self esteem dropped every time I saw Sebastian with his female co-stars. The thoughts of if I was pretty enough or if I was pleasing him enough flooded my thoughts constantly. Our shared moments of bliss started to disappear and after that one night, it had dissipated to nothing.

‘Please Seb, don’t go.” I cried while reaching for his hand.

He yanked his arm away from me before the look of hate pierced my soul. “Why should I stay, Y/N?! You clearly don’t need me third wheeling.”

His stare landed on the man that stood frozen on our steps of the brownstone.

“It’s not what you think,” I pleaded with a slight slur. “Please listen.”

“Isn’t it?!” Sebastian's anger vibrated off the walls. “I thought I would surprise you by coming home early but end up finding you with some other guy in our home!”

“If you would just listen to me,” I begged. “We weren’t doing anything. He was only making sure I made it home from the bar okay.”

Seb scoffed. “Really? Then why were you half naked in front of him when I found you?”

“Just let me explain, please.”

I stumbled over my feet as I tried to follow him outside of our home. The alcohol was incredibly strong, making it difficult to see straight.

“I’m done, Y/N. We’re through.”

“Y/N?”

Snapping back from my thoughts, I noticed that Seb was looking at me with a concerned face.

“Are you alright?”

The words stumbled from my lips before I could stop myself. “I never cheated, Seb. That night was a huge misunderstanding.”

His body immediately tensed, being caught off guard by my words.

“I’m not talking about this, Y/N. It’s done. It happened and that's it.”

“Nothing happened!” I suddenly snapped. “I swear to God, you think you know what happened but you don’t!”

“What is there to explain, Y/N?! I find you in your underwear with another guy!” Seb’s voice was now raised to match my own.

“I thought he was you!” I admitted. “I got so drunk that I thought this nice guy that offered to walk me home was you! I know getting drunk was no excuse but I was so lonely that I drank that night away in a bar. You told me you weren’t coming back for another two weeks and I thought that guy was you. Turns out he was gay and was actually trying to get me into bed to sleep.”

“Oh.”

I scoffed. “Oh? That’s all you have to say?”

“What else do you want me to say, Y/N?” Seb retorted back.

“How about I’m sorry for assuming that you had an affair?”

When he stayed silent, I shook my head with a look of disbelief. “This is why I didn’t want to have this stupid dinner. We can’t be together for more than an hour before screaming at each other!”

I stood from the table but froze when Seb did the same. “Then why haven’t you signed the damn divorce papers?! You keep trying to keep me around and it’s selfish, Y/N. How can I move on if you won’t sign those papers?!”

“Because I still love you! I’m not ready to let you go. It’s not fair that Alessandra gets to spend time with you on those vacations and gets to see you so happy. It’s not fair that she gets to share the same bed with you, our bed. It’s not fucking fair that she gets your love when I don’t! So call me selfish, I don’t care. But if you want those papers signed so damn bad then I will sign them when I get back home.”

I went to storm away, back to the hotel room, however the great feeling of finally being able to tell Sebastian my true feelings kept surging through me.

“I’m not done yet,” I spoke while facing him again.

He was standing a few feet away from me with his hands deep into his pockets. His eyes held confusion, trying to let the words ‘i still love you’ process in his mind.

“In our wedding vows, you promised me that we would work through whatever issues we had. You would listen before assuming the worst. What changed?”

Sebastian let out a deep breath. “Honestly, I knew we were growing apart and I was looking for an easy out.”

Those words stung but I nodded, accepting it. “I know that I haven't signed the papers but you haven't either. Why?”

“I’m afraid,” Seb admitted.

“Of what?”

“Starting over, I guess. What we had was all I had ever known. A part of me knows that we were so in love and we had some amazing times together. We were passionate about everything together, our dreams were in sync and hell, even in the bedroom we were in sync.”

My cheeks flushed at the thoughts of us in bed together but let Sebastian continue.

“I think the reason why we grew apart was that we never had time to grow on our own. Y/N, I was the only guy you had ever been with and it put a lot of pressure on me to make sure you weren’t missing anything.”

“You’re the only one I ever wanted, Seb.” I let the tears fall this time. “I had so much pressure on myself to keep you interested and happy. You knew all these beautiful girls and were around them all the time. Drinking was the only way I could deal with the jealousy. In the end, it only pushed you away.”

“You were the only one I was thinking about when I was gone.” Sebastian coughed, trying to cover a sob. “I loved you so much, Y/N. I never wanted to be with anyone else.”

“What about now?,” I wondered. “How do you feel about me now? Do I still make your heart skip a beat when I walk into the room or does your stomach do those flips whenever I laugh?”

I could tell that he was in deep thought, truly wondering what he felt for me.

“Please be honest. I need to know the truth to move on.” I sobbed. “If you tell me that you never want to see me again and want me out of your life, then I will walk away from you right now. I’ll go back home tomorrow and deliver the divorce papers to your lawyer, signed. But if there is even a slight chance you want me, then please let me know.”

For the first time in a very long time, I saw Seb break down and cry. His soft sobs broke me and I fought the urge to run into his arms.

“I don’t know. I should have stayed away from you the moment I sent you the divorce papers but I couldn’t. I found myself making excuses to come see you, to be with you. I tried to move on, hoping being with someone else would make it easier to forget about you but it only made it worse.”

“Then why didn’t you stay with me?” I choked.

“I was afraid,” Sebastian admitted.

“Afraid of what?” I pressed on with the questions.

However I noticed that Seb’s body tensed up, the topic suddenly coming to an immediate halt.

“We should head back, it's getting dark.” He motioned towards our hotel room behind me.

“Not until you answer the question. What were you afraid of?” I stood tall, arms crossed.

Sebastian shook his head, the same sour scowl appeared on his face that I had become all too familiar with.

“I need some space,” was all he said before leaving me alone.

Yet again.

My body thrashed against the bed sheets, tossing and turning, trying to let sleep take me. The sound of the waves crashing against the shore did nothing to calm my tired brain. Darkness engulfed the room, the only light casting on the wall opposite of my back from the moon outside.

The throbbing knocking of a headache kept pressing against my skull and now matter what I could do, I couldn’t stop the tears from staining the pillow case.

I had returned to the hotel room, alone, and after crying in the shower for over an hour, I mustered all of my strength to throw a tshirt and a pair of underwear on before crawling into bed. Seb hadn’t returned yet and the only thing that let me know he was still in town was that his bags were still neatly placed on the other side of the room, next to the mini bar.

The mini bar that had called to me so many times since returning. I fought the urge, ignoring the temptation and only thinking of one thing that mattered to me anymore.

My sobriety.

Letting out a deep sigh, I clutched the pillow closer to me and as I heard the door click open behind me, my body tensed.

Thinking I was asleep, Sebastian quietly undressed himself before softly climbing into bed not wanting to wake me. Our backs were to one another and the space between us was cold and alone.

The space between us was a representation of how far away we had felt from one another, emotionally.

It was made clear by me that I still selfishly loved him and refused to sign the papers because I had hope that we would work through this like we worked through all of our other problems.

Sebastian made it clear that he was afraid of letting me go, he was comfortable with me and he wasn’t sure if love was the right word to express his feelings for me. He was afraid of telling me why.

As the tears returned, I buried my face into my pillow to silence my cries, not wanting to let Sebastian know I was awake.

There was a sudden shift in the bed, the mattress dipping low as Seb’s body rolled over towards me. Suddenly, I felt all the bad melt away as his arm wrapped around my stomach, pulling me into his bare chest.

“Please stop crying. I can’t take it anymore knowing I’m the reason why,” he breathed into my hair.

The familiar feeling of his chest against my back seemed to calm my sobs for a moment.

“I know I need to move on and let you go but I can’t. I love you, Seb.” I cried.

“I know sweetheart, I know.” Seb hushed my cries by pulling me closer to him.

Turning to my side, I buried my face into him. The small hairs of his chest tickling my cheeks. My hands clutched his hips, afraid this was all a dream and that he would vanish at any second. His soft lips brushed against my forehead before I felt him take a deep breath.

“I was afraid of not living up to the husband I vowed to be. I loved you so much, Y/N and I wanted to give you everything you deserved. That’s why I took as many jobs as I could, so I could provide for you and our future.”

“I was afraid that you’d wake up one day and realize that I wasn’t worth fighting for. I thought that being away from you and causing you all this pain would make it easier for you to leave me but in the end it only brought us closer I think.”

Pulling away from him, I looked into his eyes. “How so?”

His soft fingers gently brush a stand of hair from my eyes. “We both needed time to grow and realize what we truly wanted.”

Licking my lips, my gaze bounced from his plump lips towards the soft glow of love oozing from his eyes.

“And what is it that you want?” I gulped.

Our eyes locked and no words were spoken as Seb leaned down, his lips meeting mine for the first time in over a year. All the time apart meant nothing, both remembering the way our lips would move together in sync. His hand cupped my cheek, afraid that I would pull away, while my arms snaked around his neck, deepening the kiss.

Unfortunately, we both needed to come up for air and reluctantly pulled away. Seb’s thumb brushed my cheek bone and I closed my eyes at the familiar touch.

“What about-?”

Sebastian hushed the name from my lips with a soft kiss. “It’s been over for months. I tried to move on but nobody is you.”

“I vow to remain sober and whenever I have issues with myself or I’m feeling myself pulling away from you, that I will talk to you about it. I vow that I will be the woman you fell in love with all those years ago. Just please don’t leave me. I need you so much more than you know.” I pressed my lips to his again, loving the way they tasted.

Sebastian brushed his lips against my hairline, breathing in my scent. “I want you, all of you, now and for the rest of my life. This I vow to you.”

“I love you, Sebastian Stan.” I breathed.

“I love you too, Y/N Stan. More than you will ever know,” Sebastian mused.

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some-kindofgnome · 3 years

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august slipped away

i. ii.

Otherwise known as the Thanksgiving fic.

characters: mirio x f!reader

wc: 2.6k

warnings: smut (18+ please!), quirkless AU, angst, Thanksgiving long-distance woes, mirio’s very ugly little subaru

notes: Happy Birthday @drapetomaniac! I’m so glad I was able to get this finished on time. I’m so grateful to have met you on this lil site, so consider this my birthday gift to you! 💖 This serves as a part ii to my Kinktober fic “with autumn closing in.” It got ANGSTY. I hope you love it.

on the prompt: “It’s November – the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind-songs in the pines.” This beautiful line was written by Lucy Maud Montgomery, a wonderful Canadian writer, in her novel Anne of the Island, published in 1915.

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Mini Prompt Event!

It’s November – the month of crimson sunsets, parting birds, deep, sad hymns of the sea, passionate wind-songs in the pines.

Despite the traffic, the drive into your hometown’s been remarkably quiet. You’ve hitched a ride with a friend, and with Starbucks in your cupholders and weeks worth of laundry piled into her trunk, you ride back in near-silence.

She knows what’s on your mind as she pulls off the exit, the all-too-familiar sign that marks your hometown sending a rush of anxiety straight to your gut.

You’re not looking forward to this weekend as much as you should be. You miss your family- your parents, your dog, your bedroom- but there’s another gaping question mark that fills the rest of the weekend, too harrowing to ignore.

Mirio.

After a very tearful goodbye at the end of the summer, things were good between you. You texted all the time and called him whenever you could. You even wrote letters back and forth in the first month of the semester. Mirio’s were never decked out in stickers or lavish penmanship like yours were, but they teared you up all the same.

But college is difficult. And you’re both starting this year, so it’s been a lot for both of you to adjust to. You and Mirio always kind of sailed through high school without too much extra studying, so the amount of work it takes to do well in college has been a massive wake-up call.

It’s putting a strain on your relationship with him. Slowly, at first.

You were too busy with papers and assignments to call during the week, but he was too busy with practices and games and training to call on the weekends. The letters dwindled in frequency and then ceased altogether. Now you’ll go days without hearing from each other at all.

There’s never been a doubt in your mind that long-distance was going to be difficult. But you’re pretty sure it’s not supposed to feel like this.

Your friend drops you off in the driveway and squeezes your tight shoulder. She promises you that it’s going to work out, one way or the other. Then she pulls away to continue to her own city and you climb up the front steps with two garbage bags of laundry in your hands.

You’re attacked by your ecstatic dog at the door, and your mother doesn’t follow far behind. The house is already fragrant with the spiced aroma of baking pumpkin pies, and your mother cries as she hugs you tightly. So do you.

A few minutes later, with your first load of laundry spinning away, you flop onto the couch. To your delight, there’s a text from Mirio. You’re kind of hoping to see him tonight, but you’re not sure what time he was planning on getting into town. Still, a text from him seems promising.

Home yet? It reads.

You’re trying not to let it show that you’re brimming with happiness.

Just got in, you text breezily, curling your knees to your chest with a little smile tugging at your lips. It feels so good to talk to him again here, knowing you’ve got nothing but time to spend with him this weekend.

You text back and forth a little bit, soft little messages about how good it feels to be home and how glad you are that he got home safe. The last message you type out feels indulgent but so good, and you send it with every expectation of an immediate response.

Wanna come over?

Read 7:12 pm

Dull silence persists from your phone. One hour goes by. Two hours. The temptation to send him another message is overwhelming. You’ve been well past the point of avoiding double texts for as long as you can remember.

But this feels… different. Like you shouldn’t bother him. Like, somehow, that’ll only make the silence worse.

So you don’t. Fair enough.

The next day, you’re up to your elbows helping your family get ready for dinner. Your mom has an unfortunate habit of pulling out the stops, but the meal turns out fantastic. Dealing with your extended family is as draining as always, but you’re texting Mirio every so often under the table and he seems happy enough to respond.

You think about bringing up his sudden disappearance last night, but figure he’d been preoccupied with his family. Tonight, his texts are in good spirits.

It’s not until you’re curled up in bed with a belly full of turkey that you try again.

Wanna do something tomorrow? I have brunch in the morning, but I could meet you after.

Read 10:36 pm

Nothing.

Fool me once, you don’t want to let yourself think. But Mirio’s pretty good at putting his phone down when it’s time for bed, so you tell yourself he’s just gone to sleep. He’s gone to sleep and in the morning you’re going to wake up to a sweet little text from him with fresh plans from the afternoon.

Unfortunately, the trend continues. You catch and hold his attention for a few messages a time every day, but every time you mention meeting up in person, you get radio silence. It’s gotten to the point where you know it’s on purpose, and yet every time you fail to confront him, your embarrassment deepens.

Mirio doesn’t play games with you. It feels wrong, to have him jerking your heart around like this. But you give him the benefit of the doubt all weekend.

Finally, it’s Sunday. Your washed, folded laundry is packed neatly in the hallway. You’re finishing up dinner and your family knows, at this point, to keep quiet about Mirio.

You’ve given up on seeing him entirely.

As your family cleans up, you try one more time. You know you shouldn’t. You have every expectation of being treated the same way you have all weekend- why should this time work out any differently?

But you do it anyway.

Hey… I know you might be busy with family stuff, but we’re both going back tomorrow so tonight’s kinda the last chance I can see you…

To your surprise, just a few minutes later, you get a reply,

Want me to pick you up?

Within half an hour, his familiar little Subaru is waiting for you in the dark. Your heart clenches tightly, watching him parked in the driveway. You haven’t seen him in months.

You’d expected a happier reunion.

Still, there’s a sort of lightness that tugs at your heart as you pick your way down the front steps. You tug open the passenger’s side door- the inside of the car is toasty from the rattling little heater that’s always smelled just a little bit burnt.

Mirio has a sad sort of tired smile on his lips, but you can see the relief in his gaze. You’ve almost forgotten what he looks like in real-time like this.

“Hi,” you gasp, almost shyly. You tug the door shut and he shifts the car into gear. You can’t help the little clench of anticipation you get when he puts a hand on the back of your seat to glance over his shoulder.

When he looks back at you, he looks a little brighter.

“Wanna get some coffee?”

He takes you through the Starbucks drive-thru and buys you both iced coffees. The ice rattles cold and sweet inside the cups as he drives you out of town, taking you up the winding road to the point. Neither of you says a thing. You haven’t planned a thing, but you don’t need to.

As you draw closer to the familiar little lookout, your stomach tightens.

Something feels very wrong about the way he’s treating you. By the time he pulls off the road and rolls along the battered gravel path, you’re almost in tears.

You should’ve seen this coming the first time he left you on read. Mirio’s never left you on read before.

“Well,” you mumble, your heart pounding in your throat. You know you’re going to regret this, but it’s killing you to sit in silence. You reach into the centre console and grab your coffee, shaking it weakly in front of him.

“At least you bought me a coffee before breaking up with me.”

Mirio reacts visibly in the dark next to you.

“What?” He looks over, dark eyes shining with betrayal. His blonde brow is firm and set, but there’s genuine surprise in his expression.

“Break up with you?” His voice is trembling. “W-why would I-“

Now you feel even stupider. The tears come, hot and fast and unrelenting. Your next words come in a pinched sob.

“Why wouldn’t you?” You’ve cried like this in front of him before, but this is the first time it’s ever seemed embarrassing.

“I tried to see you all weekend, all I wanted was to see you.” You’re sniffling wildly, and you knee open the glove box because you know he always keeps tissues there. “I missed you so much and-and you wouldn’t even talk to me.”

He whimpers your name, quiet as a prayer. He’s tearing up, too, gripping the steering wheel tightly with his face screwed up in pain.

“I’m sorry,” he croaks. “I was… I thought…”

He’s pausing like you’re going to interrupt him, but you don’t. He bows his head, continuing.

“I was afraid to see you,” he confesses, “because I thought you wanted to break up with me.”

The relief you expect doesn’t come. Instead, a deeper, sicker pain wraps itself around your heart.

“Why would you think that?”

“Because you don’t talk to me anymore,” he ejects. “Not in the same way. I… I know you’re busy, and I know I’m busy, but… things just felt different. Ever since Homecoming, I-I just…”

Homecoming was the one weekend that Mirio had been to visit you since the summer. That was a reunion that felt as good as it was supposed to. You’ll never forget bounding out of your residence hall to find him there, leaning against the edge of his little car like it was a souped-up Harley Davidsen. You’ll never forget the way he laughed when you launched yourself into his arms.

But that was where the bliss had stopped.

Homecoming was a bad weekend for him to visit. You should have seen that coming. You were busy with your brand new friendships, hopping from party to party. And though you were both all smiles when he was climbing into his car again on Sunday night, you’d known he left feeling a little neglected.

“Mirio,” you sob, reaching for him. You pull his eyes to yours with a hand under his jaw- a little unshaven, scratchy- and his cheeks are wet with fresh tears of his own. “I missed you like hell. I love you. I mean that every single time I say it. And I-“

You hate this kind of thing with him. Neither of you takes conflict very well. And though there have always been fights, this is the largest reckoning you’ve ever had.

“I had so many plans for us this weekend,” you admit, and the hurt takes over. Because no matter how you resolve this, that’s time that you can never get back. “And now I have to go back tomorrow and so do you and this is all we’re gonna have.”

“I know,” he sniffles right back. His voice is weak. Trembling. You haven’t seen him like this since his dog died, right after you graduated high school. “God, I-I… I’m so sorry.”

He’s reaching for you now, winding his arms awkwardly over the centre console to pull you close. You have to lean way over but you do, burying your face into the chest of his jacket.

You both sob openly, for nobody but yourselves.

“I don’t want it to be like this,” you plead. “I don’t want to be fighting for things to feel right. I can’t take four more years of this, Mirio, I can’t.”

He’s stroking a palm down the back of your head now, burying his nose into your hair.

“It won’t be,” he promises. “I’m gonna try harder. I’m gonna- I promise.”

“It’s both of us,” you reply. Your voice drops as you start to, slowly, regain control. “It’s me too. I need to try harder, too. I don’t want it to end like this.”

You nose your way to the surface, peering up at him. You both look ridiculous, faces pinched and teary. But none of that matters when you’re leaning up and he’s leaning down and he’s kissing you, all soft and loving in that way that used to make you melt.

It still does.

You let it grow heated, let yourself grab him by the cheeks and pour all of the desperate longing you’ve been doing into this kiss. It becomes very clear to you that you’re not going to be getting out of this car a single woman. And relief spreads warm and gooey through your gut.

“I wanna,” you whisper, pulling back with your eyelashes fluttering. Mirio cups your cheeks and warmly swipes the last of your drying tears away. He leans in and nuzzles the chilled tip of your nose with his.

“You sure?”

You bite your lower lip and shoot him a quiet, sly little nod.

This time, when you climb into the backseat together, no blankets or pillows are waiting for you. But you don’t care. You let him splay you across the narrow back seat, hitching one knee up over the backrest and stretching the other one out alongside him.

It’s a good deal colder this time around. And you can’t wait to get to each other. Your clothes are barely shoved out of the way by the time he’s nudging his stiff tip against your folds. You’re pushing the long hem of his sweatshirt out of the way for him, and he looks down at you with such determined adoration that you wonder why you ever doubted his love in the first place.

He eases into you slow and gentle, just like the first time. Very unlike the second time, harried and rushed under the covers of your rickety dorm bed.

You drag his lips to yours while he bottoms out inside you, wrapping that free leg around his hips and keeping him buried tight.

He fucks you just like that, in deep, tiny little strokes that nudge the tenderest parts of your belly and send pleasure trickling right down your spine each time. He kisses every part of your skin that he can reach, whispering his devotion to you over and over and over again until his voice breaks. Until all he can do is grunt and sigh and shake above you as he pours his climax into you, bringing you to a quiet little peak beneath him.

You stay tangled for a long time, despite the cramps quickly developing in your forcibly angled limbs. He lays between your thighs, listening to your heartbeat as your lazy fingers drift through the sweat-damped strands of his golden hair.

“Hey,” he murmurs warmly, lifting his chin to find your eyes. “I wanna drive you back to school tomorrow, okay?”

“What?” You frown. “Mirio, that’s two hours in the opposite direction for you. Don’t-“

“Please,” he insists, and something in his tone makes you stop. He slides his hands up your sides. “I want to. I didn’t… I should’ve seen you more this weekend. Let me. Please?”

You give a breathy little laugh, laying your head back against the edge of the seat. Your heart throbs with that all-too-familiar warmth.

“My mom’ll be pissed,” you tease, and you feel him grin against your chest.

You’re going to be okay.

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insufferablelust · 4 years

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Hi!! If you’re still taking blurb requests would you care to write reader telling Spencer she’s pregnant? Spencer deserves to be a dad :) thanks in advance!

Hi lovely! Thank you so much for requesting, sorry about the messy words and stuff, i didn’t get much sleep last night! but i hope you like it❤️ and yes SOMEONE GIVE SPENCER REID A BABY. There, i said it.

WARNINGS : NONE, FLUFF GALOREEE!!!, Husband!Spencer x Wife!Reader, Pregnancy, and Reveal!!!

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You might or might not have sensed it for awhile now, how quickly your mood changes, how clingy you’ve been to Spencer, how your appetite changes so quickly, but the clearest evidence is the morning sickness. Every morning for the past couple of weeks you’ve been throwing up, even if you barely eaten anything the night before. During those mornings Spencer only woken up to two of them, in which you told him that “It’s only flu Baby, go back to bed”

But something in your gut (literally) is telling you that you should test it, there’s no harm in that. You and Spencer had always talked about wanting a few children, the image of a few mini Reids around the house is enough to convince you that you absolutely want children with him someday but you never knew that the someday is a lot closer than you think it is.

You have been married for a year now, marrying Spencer is probably the happiest thing that has happened in your life besides of course meeting him the first time. Which you chuckled at the thought of the first time you met him, As classic as it it you and Spencer met in a library, you bumped against each other and one coffee date leads to another. Falling in love with him the first time was so easy, it’s like flipping a favorite old book, already knowing that its safe and good. But to live beside him, living the domestic life with him, being able to love and cherish him up close, being able to share every single thing with him, and just close to him is your greatest miracle.

So when he asked you to marry him, in the same library you’ve met the first time— of course you said yes, you were so happy that you needed your inhaler at one point. The wedding was beautiful, from the dress to the whole venue it was so gorgeous and you can feel the love and warmth, His whole team was there, your family, even Diana was there and it couldn’t be more perfect.

A few months ago, you and Spencer decided to give baby a try, you both is nowhere rushing it but you’ll give it a chance if faith decides to give you one. Spencer has his doubts of course, he’s paranoid at times- of how he’s afraid that our baby will inherit his genetic illness and they have to live with it, it pained you to watch him think that way, you told him truthfully that there’s no way we can know, because nothing is certain but what we do know is that we will love our children no matter what.

You leaned against the bathroom counter as you remembered that night, calming him down and watching his sad frown grew into an adorable baby-like smile that you can’t resist but to pinch his cheeks and said “god i really hope our baby is the exact same copy of you because this face and your whole package and yes that includes all the flaws— are amazing.” That ended up being a night full of gentle love making.

You took a deep breath as you watch yourself in the mirror, Spencer has gone out to buy some lunch- it was a sunday afternoon so he didn’t have to go to BAU. Your finger trembled as you held the stick in in between them, still too afraid to look. You took one last deep breath in the mirror before turning the stick,

Two Blue Lines,

Positive,

You’re pregnant.

With Spencer’s baby.

The happiness overcome you so hard that you had to sit down on the toilet as you process what just happened, happy tears flowing from your eyes to your cheeks as you rub your tummy, whispering softly as if he or she can even hear you,

“Hi... h-hi my little prince or princess.. It’s your mother, and- and i just found out you exist today, and i couldn’t be more happier, you’re the best thing that has happened in my life along with your dad, your dad is Spencer Reid- or Dr. Spencer reid” You paused and giggles as you keep on cooing to your tummy,

“He’s a literal genius so you’ll most likely be one too, and he’s— he’s the source of my happiness in life.. and he’ll be yours too.. as you will he ours. Be healthy.. and strong, because even though you aren’t here yet, you’re so so loved and cared for already.” You ended your small speech with a blow kiss to your tummy before standing up and washing your face.

Now you have to tell Spencer.

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It’s been a few days since you found out, during those few days you’ve been planning on how to tell the great news to him. You have your suspicions that he actually already knew— he’s a genius after all and a profiler but you know that even if he did knew, it wouldn’t be a problem to him that you waited to tell him.

So you planned and plan, before coming to a conclusion that you’ll just going to go simple, making a special dinner at your house when he comes home from a case tonight. He had told you that he’ll land in Quantico at 7 PM, so you still have an hour left to put the dishes on the table.

You wore your satin dress, a gift that he bought you when you were on your honeymoon in Paris. Smiling to yourself as you place his steak on the plate before placing your piece on yours, bringing the wine for the mister and a glass of water for the missus, adding a special touch by placing a small box on your side of the table before sitting down and wait for him.

Your hands grew sweaty with anticipation when you heard the familiar sound of your front door unlocking, you sat up before running slightly to where he was. He’s home.

“Hey love, How is my favorite girl?” Spencer wrapped his arms around you as he placed a soft lingering kiss on your lips, catching a giggle from you. “i’m fine, but you’re not so we are going to have a nice dinner tonight.” You beamed, tugging his sleeve as you guide him to sit on the dining chair.

“Oh wow baby. This is.. “ he never got to finish his sentence before you shake your head and catch his lips one more time, “a certain someone just came home from saving the world so you doctor, deserve a litter treat.” you giggled before sitting down, eating your steak, and waiting for him to notice one of the two major clues.

You chatted for a bit about the case and your day, before you take a gulp of your water, you can see the way his eyebrows furrowed and the tilt of his head, Rosé is usually a must for you during these dinners.

“What’s with the water, baby? you’re not feeling well?” He reached his hand forward to grab yours, as you took it warmly, placing the back of his palm on yours and placing the small box that’s been hiding under your plate

“What’s this Y/n? you’re scaring me with your calmness” He laughed for a bit, “Open it.” You said as your lips curled into a wide smile,

You watched as his fingers pull through the ribbon gently, opening the box. The first thing you saw was the tears welling up in his eyes, as his lips trembles and he stares at the two lines, and a sheet of paper inside that said “Welcome Home, Daddy!” His tears flow out of his eyes so freely as he smiles widely still not saying anything.

“Spence, baby, talk to me” You begged, seeing him standing up and walking over to your side before dropping down to his knees before you and looks up at you—eyes still can’t leave the lines “y- you-“ He can’t even finish the words, “yes, i am pregnant with your baby, our baby Spencer. You’re going to be a dad.” You sobbed happily, as you ran your fingers through his hair, and caress his jaw,

“are you happy?”

“I’m the happiest man in the world, you’re my wife, my wife is pregnant with my child- our child, you’re the greatest thing that has ever happened to me and soon.. soon we’ll have the greatest thing that has ever happened to both of us. I love you so much Y/n Reid.”

You and Spencer spend the night with the brightest joy, as he can’t seem to stop rubbing your tummy even though there isn’t any bump yet. Your life is complete, with the two miracles and loves of your life.

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snowe-zolynn-rogers · 3 years

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Pairings: None

Word Count: 1,919 Words

Summary: A new friend moves into the dorm.

Warnings: Death Mention, Abandonment Mention, Orphan Mention, Disownment, Cursing, Injury Mention, Blood Mention, Caps, Food Mention, let me know if I should tag anything else.

Usernames: Existence Is A Prison Aizawa: feral cat dad, Aoyama: gay salt, Hagakure: ranch flavored jello, Tokoyami: foil-mecha, Shinsou: farmer toshi, Kuroiro: life is a nightmare, Shiozaki: saviour, Tsunotori: schrodinger better run, Honenuki: pure, Monoma: nat20, Yamada: President Megaphone, Bakugou: deku-deck-you

Aizawa, We Agreed No More Cats: Chapter 5

6:30 AM

Existence Is A Prison

President Megaphone: Alright, you might have noticed dorm 10 is occupied this morning. You guys are getting another fellow dormmate.

gay salt: mon dieu. Who?

President Megaphone has added Bakugou

Bakugou: Hi, I guess.

farmer toshi has changed Bakugou's name to deku deck-you

deku deck-you: I'd kill you if you didn't risk your life for my teacher.

farmer toshi: Come kill me then, coward.

deku deck-you: No, I'm too tired.

schrodinger better run: Hey, Baku, what's your tragic backstory?

deku deck-you: What?

foil-mecha: Well, about 60% of us in here have a tragic backstory for being in the dorms. Monoma's mother abandoned him in Japan, Hagakure and Shinsou are orphans, Kuroiro's parents hate her, and Honenuki's been disowned. Me and Shiozaki are only here because our commute to and from school would have been horrible and Tsunotori and Aoyama are exchange students.

deku deck-you: It's stupid. I don't want you to think I'm pathetic.

gay salt: If anyone makes fun of you, I'll personally kick in the teeth. Besides Shinsou, he gets a free pass only because his teeth are already fucked this week with wires.

deku deck-you: Well, my old hag mother wanted me to drop from UA because it's too dangerous for her liking but I wouldn't do it so she kicked me out and disowned me. She beat me pretty bad, ended up breaking my right kneecap and left a bunch of deep cuts on my arms and almost severed my arteries in my wrists with some glass from a vase she broke before she threw me out of the house.

deku deck-you: I'd have used my quirk on her if it wouldn't be considered unwilling quirk usage against a civilian and, with my quirk, I'd be put in jail for how dangerous me using it in a fight could be, especially if she claimed I hurt her. I can't even go to class this morning because she threw my blood on my UA uniform so I wouldn't go back.

farmer toshi: Can't say it'll completely fit you, but my uniform is clean in room 6 in the top drawer of my dresser. Use mine for today since I'm not allowed to go to school today still. I threw up last night so I'm being held yet again for observation.

deku deck-you: Thank you. Who all is even here?

ranch flavored jello: Oh yeah, introductions. You weren't here for them.

ranch flavored jello has quoted 21 messages

Aizawa: Shouta, he/him, I'm gay, married, depressed

Shinsou: Hitoshi, he/him, I'm gay

Monoma: Seiko, she/they/he, pansexual/genderfluid, if you have a crush on me, you're some kind of gay

Hagakure: Toru, she/her, lesbian

Aoyama: Akemi, she/they, trans mtf/lesbian

Tsunotori: Pony, she/her, lesbian

Shiozaki: Ibara, they/them, asexual/agender/aromantic

Kuroiro: Kageya, she/her, trans mtf/bi

Tokoyami: Fumikage, he/him, trans ftm/bi

Honenuki: Juzo, she/her?, bi

Kuroiro: Ah yes, our girl, Honenuki Kiyomi.

Shinsou has changed Aizawa's name to feral cat dad

Shinsou has changed Aoyama's name to gay salt

Shinsou has changed Hagakure's name to ranch flavored jello

Shinsou has changed Tokoyami's name to foil-mecha

Shinsou has changed Kuroiro's name to life is a nightmare

Shinsou has changed Shiozaki's name to saviour

Shinsou has changed Tsunotori's name to schrodinger better run

Shinsou has changed Honenuki's name to pure

Shinsou has changed Monoma's name to nat20

feral cat dad has changed Shinsou's name to farmer toshi

deku deck-you: Well, I'm pansexual, he/him, trans ftm, just please don't call me Bakugou anymore, I don't want that hag's surname.

feral cat dad: I'll fight your mother, don't tempt me.

feral cat dad: Also how about Aizawa Katsuki?

deku deck-you: I'm going to start crying.

nat20: Looks like Mr. Aizawa is adopting another kid with bad parents.

President Megaphone: Yeah, I'll get the paperwork on the UA twelve hour adoption from custody transfer.

deku deck-you: Oh my god, I can't believe this is really happening.

farmer toshi: I'd kill a transphobe for my brother, your honor.

deku deck-you: I have a family? Really? A real family that won't hurt me?

President Megaphone: As your uncle, I assure you, nobody here will hurt you.

feral cat dad: Katsuki, I would never hurt my son.

farmer toshi: Yeah, dude, I wouldn't hurt you, ever.

ranch flavored jello: I have a brother! I wanna paint your nails!

deku deck-you: I don't think I've ever been happier in my life.

farmer toshi: I'm glad you're happy, Katsuki.

deku deck-you: You're all so nice, thank you.

gay salt: We'd be nice to you regardless, Kats. We're happy to help you whilst you're settling in and finally getting to feel safe. We're proud of you for being brave enough to reach out for help when you needed it.

deku deck-you: I need to get dressed before y'all keep making me cry.

deku deck-you is now offline

7:50 AM

Existence Is A Prison

deku deck-you: katsukiinhisschooluniformwithorangehair.jpg

deku deck-you: Toru helped me because my arms still hurt a lot when I grab things.

ranch flavored jello: My boy, Katsuki, looks like a god.

deku deck-you: I finally don't look like my mother anymore.

farmer toshi: I'll punt kick her for you, bro.

deku deck-you: Don't make me cry.

ranch flavored jello: Get to class, Kats. I'm waiting for you.

deku deck-you is now offline

8:15 AM

Existence Is A Prison

ranch flavored jello: katsukisnewhair.vid

Video Transcript

Oh my god, Kacchan? -Unknown

Let me fucking explain maybe before you all just gang up on me and make me even more uncomfortable. -deku deck-you

My hag mom threw me out because I wouldn't drop from the Hero Course because it's too 'dangerous' for her liking now. So I'm living in the dorms, if you make fun of my hair, I'll have to kill you because Toru worked hard to make it look good on a time constraint -deku deck-you

I think it looks really good, Kacchan! - Unknown

I will still deck you, Deku, you damn nerd. -deku deck-you

[the camera shows that Katsuki is actually happy and smiling at Midoriya and he's being hugged by Aoyama as Aizawa comes into the room bandaged to the point of looking like a Halloween mummy decoration]

Transcript End

President Megaphone: God fucking dammit, Shouta!

farmer toshi: DAD!

ranch flavored jello: What's wrong?

President Megaphone: He wasn't supposed to start teaching again yet since he's still too injured for Recovery Girl's quirk to work on him.

gay salt: Don't worry, us dorm kids will make sure he doesn't do anything too dangerous.

President Megaphone: Fine, I guess.

3:15 PM

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farmer toshi: I'm officially going back in the dorms, Aunt Nemuri came and got me. They knocked my hold down to twelve hours since I threw up since I haven't had anymore nausea or vomiting.

farmer toshi: My stubborn ass is at the store before I go home, do you guys need anything?

President Megaphone: Make sure you pick yourself up things that are liquid for the next couple days while you're on the mend before Recovery Girl can heal you.

farmer toshi: That's the plan. I've already procured blueberry yogurt drinks and silken tofu and soft ice cream and jellies and stuff. I wanted to know before I check out if anyone else needs anything.

gay salt: Yeah, grab me some boiled octopus and crab sticks if you can. I'm craving them.

foil-mecha: jagariko please, whichever one you find.

ranch flavored jello: Enoki, a bunch of them, and thick white bread.

feral cat dad: Just grab some extra jellies.

life is a nightmare: ham, bean sprouts, tofu, and eggs.

pure: Tofu and spam.

schrodinger better run: Milk, bacon, and eggs for my breakfast tomorrow.

nat20: cheese sausages and kimchi ramen, please.

saviour: Just tofu and edamame.

President Megaphone: aloe yoghurt.

farmer toshi: Got it. I'll be home in like a half hour. Be waiting for your groceries.

8:15 AM

Existence Is A Prison

schrodinger better run: @everyone I've made everyone breakfast! Even you, Shinsou and Mr. Aizawa. I made you two's food liquid for you.

schrodinger better run: Breakfast is eggs, pancakes, bacon, and tofu. I made the pancakes vegan friendly and I tried really hard to make the tofu like sausage for Toru and Ibara!

saviour: Thank you, Pony, I'm sure it'll be good no matter what.

ranch flavored jello: Thanks Pony, you're the best.

schrodinger better run: No problem!

schrodinger better run: And for Mr. Aizawa and Shinsou, I made you two your smoothie bags and some of the juice I made for you!

farmer toshi: Which ones?

schrodinger better run: For you, the vanilla coconut, chocolate peanut butter jelly, and guava orange juice. For Mr. Aizawa, spinach peanut butter banana, citrus berry, and guava orange juice.

feral cat dad: Thank you, pony.

feral cat dad: No, capitalize pony.

feral cat dad: Fucking speech to text.

feral cat dad: Pony. There we go.

schrodinger better run: Love you, Mr. Aizawa.

feral cat dad: Love you too, kid.

2:30 PM

Existence Is A Prison

feral cat dad: Katsuki, Recovery Girl says she can likely heal you now that you're feeling better.

deku deck-you: Yeah, sure.

3:45 PM

Existence Is A Prison

farmer toshi: You feel okay, Kats?

deku deck-you: Yeah, just tired. I'm gonna take a nap. Wake me up for dinner.

5:30 AM

Existence Is A Prison

deku deck-you: I'm going out for a run.

6:45 AM

Existence Is A Prison

farmer toshi: Jeez, you get up early. I'll try to run with you tomorrow.

deku deck-you: I'm good running alone, Shinsou.

farmer toshi: Oh, okay.

deku deck-you: I mean, if you wanna, then go ahead, but I know you don't sleep well. Plus you have to rest up so Recovery Girl can heal you.

farmer toshi: I know, but I also know it sucks to run alone sometimes.

5:30 AM

Existence Is A Prison

deku deck-you: I'm going out for a run.

6:30 AM

Existence Is A Prison

farmer toshi: Shoot, I slept past my alarms.

deku deck-you: It's fine. As long as you're getting sleep, you don't have to run with me, Shinsou.

5:30 AM

Existence Is A Prison

deku deck-you: I'm going out for a run.

6:35 AM

Existence Is A Prison

farmer toshi: Fucking alarms weren't set.

deku deck-you: You needed the sleep, Shinsou. You were up late.

farmer toshi: Fine. But I'll catch you one of these mornings.

5:30 AM

Existence Is A Prison

deku deck-you: I'm going out for a run.

6:15 AM

Existence Is A Prison

farmer toshi: I'm getting closer, you early bastard.

deku deck-you: Keep thinking that, Shinsou.

5:30 AM

Existence Is A Prison

deku deck-you: I'm going out for a run.

5:55 AM

Existence Is A Prison

farmer toshi: Now you're taunting me.

deku deck-you: You wish. I'm just good at waking up early.

5:30 AM

Existence Is A Prison

deku deck-you: I'm going out for a run.

5:35 AM

Existence Is A Prison

farmer toshi: I JUST MISSED YOU!

farmer toshi: Get back here little bastard!

deku deck-you: shinsousprintingafterhim.jpg

life is a nightmare: What a wholesome ending.

deku deck-you: shinsoufellonme.jpg

President Michael: You good, kids?

deku deck-you: Yeah, we're good. My knee is a little achy but I'll be fine.

farmer toshi: Don't worry, I'll force him back if he's hurt, Uncle Zashi.

Taglist: @everythingisstardust

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lombredanslaeu · 4 years

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softly | lee taeyong

▸ mafia! taeyong x reader, mafia! nct

▸ warnings: smut, fluff, angst

Lee Taeyong was always known as the no-nonsense boss of the no-nonsense mafia, NCT. He crawled his way through fire and blood to put his team to the top of the chain. Contrary to popular belief, Taeyong isn’t fond of playing around with women unless he sees a future with them and he isn’t one to put something before his work. On another note, Kim Y/N was always protected by her older brother, Kim Doyoung - one of NCT’s hitmen. She is the only family Doyoung has left so he invested in keeping sure she is always away from harm; with his wealth, it was not a problem at all. Doyoung also kept Y/N away from his field and from his comrades - no matter how much he trust them. But a pest investation in their university dorm forced Y/N to live in the NCT Mansion for the mean time.

Taeyong’s presence shouldn’t bother you as much but it does. The only interaction you’ve had with him was during your first night at the mansion. You made eye contact with him during dinner and it would be a lie to say that his stares never ran through your thoughts every night. It was the finals week in university and you only needed a few work done before you could enjoy the summer break. With Doyoung as your brother, you never got to enjoy the so-called “college life”. It was a shame to admit that you are a bit innocent to things people your age are exposed to because your brother never allowed you to go out after 9:00 pm. He makes up for it by going on trips with you overseas during your school breaks.

You noticed the time was almost midnight. You stretched your back and felt the sweet relief after hunching on your desk, writing an essay for almost three hours now. You became thirsty so you decided to go down and get a glass of whatever you could find. The men in the house was kind enough to stuff their huge refrigerator with food during your arrival. According to Yangyang, it was always empty; except for like an apple or something. You looked for something to drink inside.

“Warm milk is best for falling asleep,” a voice spoke behind you. You pivoted and saw Taeyong. His presence immediately made your cheeks flush. This feeling was foreign to you and you blame it on his magnetic eyes and beautiful bone structure. “Here, I’ll warm some up for you.”

“Oh, I can do it,” you immediately offered, worried that you might be keeping him away from doing something. “You might be doing something and I don’t wanna bother you.”

He remained silent, as if he never heard you, and continued on getting a pan from the shelves. Before you could repeat what you said, he spoke. “I don’t help anyone warming their milk so just accept it.”

You kept your mouth shut. Even though he is dressed in pajamas decorated with ducks, he still radiated dominance over everything. That thought made you feel funny somewhere. You decided to sit on the kitchen island as you watched him heat the milk up. While he waited for it to finish, he sat opposite to you.

Taeyong has always found you attractive. He noticed the pink flush that covered your cheeks when you first came to the mansion. It wasn’t in his nature to fall for the soft ones - he always preferred the fiesty ones. All he wanted to do from the very beginning was to touch your skin but he kept his composure that day. It’s only been two weeks since your arrival but all he thought about every night since your arrival is how would you look on your knees, in front of him.

“Do you usually stay up this late?” He asked, wanting to get to know you better. Despite what others might label him, he actually enjoyed getting to know people.

“I’m in university, it’s natural for us to stay late.” You responded. “I’m currently writing an essay for my class. That’s why I’m up this late.”

“What is it all about?” He asked. You furrowed your eyebrows at his sudden curiosity. For the short time you’ve been around him, he never seemed like he gave a shit about you.

“It’s about Othello.” You replied. “It sounds like a high school thing to do but it’s the topic of the class.”

“I like Shakespeare.” He stated. “If you want, I could help you.”

The two of you became close that night. It was also the first time you heard him laugh. He helped you finish your essay. The following nights made you two bond more. The mornings are always hectic for everyone - even you, with your classes and errands. You would go home earlier than any of the men and it won’t be until around 7:00 PM do you see them arrive one by one. The rest of the night would always end up with you and Taeyong doing something together; whatever you both end up doing that night, you found yourself happy and comfortable. There was a night where he asked you to watch a movie with him. He helped you bring your favorite blanket and teddy bear to his room; and yes, he uncontrollably laughed at the fact that you still needed a teddy bear to help you sleep. That revelation ended with him jokingly calling you “baby”. You found yourself a little closer to him that you expected to be. Your shoulder overlapping his as you sat on his bed watching the movie.

Taeyong looked at your side profile as your eyes was fixated to the screen of his laptop. Each time he lays his eyes upon you, he is reminded that there is beauty in this destructive world. You were too pure to be held by someone like him. His hands are tainted with the ghosts of every man he killed and he thinks they’re undeserving to touch you. He was just a mere mortal and you are like a deity that he longs so much to reach. You noticed him staring and you took every bravery you have to match his stare. Before you know it, his lips are moving against yours and his palm on the side of your face. It was a foreign feeling. No one has kissed or touched you like this before. Despite your lack of experience, you found yourself replicating the movements of his lips. You wanted so bad to be good enough for him. As if on instinct, you leaned closer to his touch as your hands searched their way through his hair. As he was about to push you to lay down, your phone alarm interrupted you both. It was time to you to head back to your room before Doyoung wakes up. You smiled at him, to assure him that you wanted it. He kissed you one last time, as if to remind you that this will happen again, before letting you leave his room.

You left school earlier than you usually do. You finished all the work needed for your classes and you didn’t have any lectures anymore. It was a Friday so it was natural for the boys to be at home. You wanted to show Taeyong the good score you got for the Othello essay. The memories of the previous night made your veins alive. As you were approaching his office, the faint sound of screaming entered your ears. The door to Taeyong’s office was slightly ajar, allowing you to see what was going inside. You saw him standing from his seat and as calm as his face was, the words that left his mouth said otherwise. An older man was seated in front of his joke, trying so hard to be heard but Taeyong’s angry rebuttals prevented him to do so.

“I told you, it’s not always that there’s a malfunct-” before the old man could continue, Taeyong cut him off with a threat.

“If you don’t shut the fuck and leave this room, so help me God, I will put a bullet through your skull.” Taeyong said with conviction. The look on his face and the tone of his threat sparked fear in your heart. Taeyong has always looked cold and domineering when he’s outside of his comfort zone. It was only at night you seem him smile and relax. The man hurriedly exited the office, leaving the door widely open which made your figure visible to Taeyong’s vision.

“I- you weren’t suppose to see that,” He started, sitting back down on his chair before sighing. Seeing the stress and frustration in his demeanor, all you wanted to do was to kiss him until he forgets about whatever it was that made him angry.

“Is there anything I could do to help?” You asked, softly. Taeyong was glad he had such a lovely presence right now.

“Sit on my lap.” He ordered. There was something dominant about his tone, but he still never failed to make it soft for you. You obliged; all you wanted right now was to help him relax. You made yourself comfortable in his lap as you linked your arm around his shoulders. His fingers brushed away the hair from your face as he looked into your eyes. His lips found yours in no time. You grew confidence with your kissing abilities. His hands found themselves from your waist down to the skin of your thigh that your skirt provided. He helped you put your knees on the sides of his hips so that you could straddle him. You gasped lightly as you feel him underneath you. You brief stories about this man and never once in your life did you think that you would be in this position. You moaned into the kiss as his fingers found themselves under your skirt.

Taeyong couldn’t bear it anymore. His length was hardening within his slacks but he knew better than you fuck you immediately. He knew this was your first time and the thought of him being the first one to feel you - to touch you like this - made his ego inflate. With his hands supporting your ass, he lifted you and set you down on his desk. For a moment, he felt like it was inappropriate to take you for the first time in his desk but he really can’t be bothered to walk to his room.

“Can I take this off?” He asked, his own question foreign to him. Usually, he would take off anyone’s blouse without question. But you were his baby - he wanted to put you first before himself. You gave him permission to strip you off all your clothing and he took off his as well. You gawked at his body. The sight of his muscles overwhelmed you but definitely made you burn to your core.

“Like what you see?” He smirks. You felt yourself become embarrassed and lowered yourself in hopes of avoiding his eyes. He noticed how you became shy and held your face, before leaning down and capturing your lips with his. His hand trailed down to the waist band of your underwear as he slowly peeled them away. Once there was nothing between him and your core, you closed your legs from embarrassment. He chuckled and placed his hands on your knees.

“Open up, baby, I won’t hurt you…” he said, as he slowly opened your legs to reveal your moist pussy. “…yet.”

His fingers opened your folds and his eyes devoured your pink matter.

“You’re so wet for me, baby,” He praised. “I can’t believe no one has fucked you before. You’re so hot.”

You squirmed at his words. You feel yourself become wetter and needier. You wanted him to touch you so bad and he’s still not doing that. “Please, Taeyong,…”

His head shot up at your words. Your begging was like the angels singing. He wanted to hear you say more of it.

“I can’t hear you, baby, what did you say?” He teased. His palms running up and down your legs, the sensation bringing more heat to your core.

“Please…please,” Then, you said something that drove the beast inside him nuts. “Ruin me.”

He wasted no time but to push two digits into your pussy. He moaned at how tight you felt. His cock grew needier each moment he feels your velvet walls clench around his fingers.

“You think your tight, virgin pussy can handle me?” He spoke, his face dangerously close to yours as he kissed your neck. You wanted to push his face away from your neck. You knew it could cause hickeys and you weren’t sure you wanted Doyoung, or anyone, to know you were fucking their leader. “Can you be my good babygirl and take all of it?”

“Yes, yes,” You breathed, desperate for him - all of him. “I’ll be your good girl.”

He smiled proudly at the sight of you begging for him. The first night he met you all he wanted to do was ruin you. “This will hurt, baby.”

You whimpered. You felt his tip enter your folds. You grip his shoulder tightly as he kissed your face to help ease the discomfort. “Tell me if you want me to stop.”

He took his time, letting you adjust inch by inch. It wasn’t look till you’re full of him. He hasn’t moved, letting you savor him for a while before doing so. He groaned at how tight you felt. It was like you were made for him. He started to move slowly. You hissed at the sudden movement but he immediately comforted you by kissing you. His pace grew faster each time and soon the pain you felt was shadowed by pleasure. You felt like it was a sin to feel this good.

“Moan for me, baby, let them know who you belong to,” he stated. Usually, you would be appalled at how men thinks women are their objects. But here you are, fully accepting to yourself that you belonged to him. You obliged him, like you always do. His thrusts are faster than before, hitting you in the right spot and leaving you breathless. You felt a knot tightening within you and it’s aching to be released.

“Tae, I’m…” you couldn’t continue what you were about to say as your mind was clouded with lust.

“Go on, baby, cum all over me,” He said. And what he says, you will do. You felt your orgasm rock over your system as you clenched your walls around him. His pace was still controlled and quick.

“Can I come inside you?” You nodded at his questions. It wasn’t long until you felt him coat your walls with his cum. Your walls clenching for the last time at the sensation. He stayed inside for a while before pulling out. He watched his release leak from your tight pussy.

“Are you okay?” He asked, his eyes filled with concern as he stroked your hair. You nodded, still unable to form words. He lifts you and placed you back on his lap, where he held you close for a while.

Your relationship didn’t remain hidden for so long. Everyone was shocked but was still happy for the two of you; especially, to their leader who found true love after all this time. They vowed to remain loyal to you as they are loyal to Taeyong. Your brother, on the other hand, acted like any brother would. He was furious that you two had sex before even having a first official date. He was mad for a solid hour but in the end, he was glad it was Taeyong you fell in love with. Being with the leader of the top mafia meant extra security and protection. If you think Doyoung’s protectiveness over you couldn’t be topped, it definitely was when you met Taeyong. Your friends invited you to go to Jeju for the summer break. You wanted so desperately to have fun and be out of the house for a while. Doyoung couldn’t take you overseas because he was deployed to do surveillance work with Haechan in Busan. And Tayeong, being the leader, was always busy. Your friends knew you would say no but you appreciated how they always ask you, nevertheless. You felt sad that you missed out on such a fun adventure but Taeyong assured you he will make up for it once time was right.

The beginning of the new semester was fast approaching. It was a peaceful evening when Taeyong found you deciding what classes you should take for the semester. His heart felt heavy with the weight of the question he was about to ask you. He didn’t know whether you would like it or not and the mere thought of you being angry at him, scared him to the core.

“What do you mean I have to quit school?” Your smiley exterior was immediately replaced with a serious frown. Taeyong hated having to explain himself. But he needed you understand where he’s coming from.

“Y/N, we’re in a serious relationship now. Being Doyoung’s sister was already a risk for you. What more if the rivals find out that we’re together? You will be put into a much greater risk than you already are.” He explained.

You were tired of this. Tired of being treated like a baby. Tired of always missing out trips and fun things with your friends. You never blamed Doyoung for taking this work and you will never blame Taeyong. However, if he can’t find it in himself to protect you - with the skill and power he possess - then, he shouldn’t have bothered you at all. Education was seriously important to you. You worked your way to get accepted in a university with a low acceptance rate. You were on top of the class and never missed one lecture from any professor. That was how serious you took your education; it was something no one could take away from you.

“I’m not quitting university.” You stated with finality. You saw Taeyong’s face become frustrated but you didn’t care.

He rubbed his face with his hands before talking again. “Y/N. I care so much for you. I know how much this will affect you. But, I can’t risk your safety.”

You weren’t accepting any excuse. He could take away your liberty of having fun outside this mansion but no one could take your liberty of finishing college. You felt so conflicted that you wanted to cry. You love Taeyong. You want to be with him until you die. He made you feel things you didn’t believe in before. He made you feel wanted and beautiful. But, you also had dreams; dreams that you established for yourself way before you met him.

The semester starts within a week and you needed to go back to the city to fix some stuff before classes start. Your building management already informed you that it was now safe to move back. The conversation that you and Taeyong had a couple nights prior was still unsettled. He took it as a sign that you were okay with his idea but the sight of your boxes and bags packed and ready to go told him otherwise.

“Where are you going?” He started.

“I need to go back to the city to fix some stuff before school.” You replied. “I’ll just get these things settled and I’ll go back here later tonight.”

“Didn’t we discuss this already?” His brows furrowed. Yangyang, who was helping you pack, grew nervous about Taeyon’s demeanor so he excused himself out.

“Yeah, we did.” You stated. “I’m not quitting university. I can come back here every weekend-”

“You really don’t listen, do you?” He cut you off. “I’m doing this to protect you. I love you, Y/N. I know this is a huge decision for you but I expected you to understand.”

“I love you too.” You responded, making relief come to his nerves. But, that didn’t last long. With tears in your eyes, you begged for him to let you go. “I’m not leaving university. I have dreams, goals that I want to achieve. If you love me, you would let me have that.”

“If you love me, you would stay here and keep yourself from harm. I can’t lose you, you know that.” Frustration was evident in his voice. You were scared to see where this is going but you stood your ground.

“I don’t think you love me enough to take the risk.” You started, surprisingly calm despite the rage of emotions inside you. “and I don’t think I love you enough to scratch my future for you.”

You turned around from him, and head outside to go to the city.

The following nights you expected him to call. You called yourself dumb for even thinking that. He was a mafia boss; he had a huge ego and pride. You missed the way his skin felt against yours. You missed him and slowly, you started to think that maybe this was bad idea. The urge to call him first and tell him you wanted to go home to him was overpowering you. You reached for your phone and you noticed an email notification from one of the renowned companies in your field, offering you an internship.

You hoped someone would magically whisper what to do. Taeyong gave you a summer to remember. Within just a few months, he gave you a dreamy love story. You lived like you were on a dream.

That’s the problem with falling in love with dream boys. Sooner or later, you have to wake up.

a/n: hey! this is my first time writing a smut scene so pls be kind hehe i actually dont know if i’ll keep this fic up since im kinda lowkey not happy with it. idk lemme know what u think hehe

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courtofjurdan · 3 years

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A/N: Hey peeps, I know it has been ages since I updated this, but here I am with an update. By the way, when you see “~”, it means its switching to past and then when you see another one, it goes back to present. And I got all my info from google and tv shows for this chapter so if it is not entirely right, I’m sorry. This is the last chapter. I have an epilogue planned also. I hope you enjoy this!

Jude felt pain ripple through her stomach and then felt wetness down her leg. She looked down expecting it her water to have broken but instead she was met with blood. As the pain intensified, the blood got worse.

“Cardan.” “Cardan!”

At that moment she realized she was at home alone. She went looking everywhere for her phone. Finally, she found it on the kitchen island, and called for an ambulance immediately. She called Cardan next telling him to either hurry and come home, something is wrong with the baby, or meet her at the hospital when the ambulance arrives.

Cardan hurried home from his job. He got there after the ambulance arrived. He went with her to the hospital and she was admitted quickly. They needed to do an emergency C-section before anything worse happens to the baby. They rolled Jude to the operation room, Cardan right behind her getting dressed in sterile paper clothes.

She gave birth to her baby, and the whole room was silent. You could hear a pin drop. Jude began asking, “Why isn’t she crying?” She looked to Cardan who had tears running down his cheeks and she knew her worst fears were being confirmed. She started to scream, “No, no, no…”

“No!

“Jude!” Cardan put his hands on her cheeks. “Wake up, baby. It’s a dream.”

Jude opens her eyes, tears falling out. Her breath coming in pants.

“Take a deep breath with me.”

Jude copies Cardan breaths. After she is calmed down, Jude says quietly, “She was dead and I couldn't do anything about it.”

Cardan knew what she was talking about. He put his hand on her very swollen stomach, “Look she's okay. You feel her kicking and moving around in there?” A nod of her head. “That means she is happy and healthy in there. There is nothing to worry about.”

~~~ Jude is 38 weeks now. She’s now very round, extremely emotional, and has crazy nightmares all the time. Cardan is always there to comfort and care for her around the clock.

Two months ago Jude and Cardan moved into the house his dad had bought for them as a gift. It was a two story house with 5 bedrooms and 3 full baths. They decided to get a house where they could live forever. A house they could fit their ever growing family.

Cardan got closer to his dad. His dad finally met him halfway into wanting a relationship with him. They met at least once a week for dinner or coffee. Cardan got a job at his company, a very good paying job. Unfortunately for Jude, Madoc still hasn’t wanted to mend their relationship, but Jude is okay with it. She doesn’t want someone that doesn’t want her.

When Christmas came around five months ago, they decided to have everyone get them baby stuff rather than presents for themselves. They basically had a baby shower for Christmas. Jude liked it because she is not a fan of planning parties or events.

It’s now the end of May, and Cardan and Jude finally graduated from college. They got to do virtual college because of the current predicament they were in. They only had to go to some classes, but mostly they did it from home. Definitely this last month, Jude just wasn’t feeling up to do stuff. She is always tired and sore, and just needs to take it easy. ~~~

Jude looked back at Cardan as he wiped her tears away and put her hand over her stomach to feel her baby kick. She repeated Cardan’s words, “She’s okay. She’s okay. She’s okay.”

Cardan kissed her cheek. And rubbed her back as Jude processed everything.

Then she grunted, “I need to pee. So help me up before I pee in the bed.”

Cardan laughed before he got out of bed and helped Jude steady her feet on the floor.

~~~ Jude has to pee a lot. Cardan swears she has to pee every 20 minutes. Which means Cardan has to help her every 20 minutes. But he doesn’t complain to her, it’s half his fault that she does, but he wouldn’t change it for the world.

Cardan never realized how hard it was on women to grow a baby. He thought they just gained weight and got tired but no, he was wrong. He didn’t know how uncomfortable Jude would be as time got closer. He didn’t realize how swollen her feet would become, how sore her back would be, the amount of loss sleep because the baby was restless or she was too uncomfortable. It made Jude so strong in his eyes.

Jude’s chosen family, Van, Liliver, and Garret, and her blood/adoptive family, Taryn and Vivivenne, were always there for her. And her family was excited to see their niece and become aunts and uncles. Her chosen family was surprised when Jude came to them and mentioned about them being aunts and uncles for her little one. She explained to them that they were more than just best friends. They were more like brothers and sisters to her. They all had an unbreakable bond with each other.

Jude and Cardan have set up the nursery. Jude insisted that she wanted a faerie book style room. And Cardan gave that to her. It’s a room any little girl would want, and when it came to Cardan, he would give anything both of his girls asked. But seeing Cardan trying to put baby furniture together was the best thing Jude has ever seen. She sat in a rocking chair every night watching him struggle, it was the best entertainment. At one point, he decided to call for backup, and Van and Garret came in and helped. So then Jude got to watch all three of them struggle together. But they eventually got it put together.

Jude has started to have Braxton-Hicks contractions for about a month and a half. Cardan hates them. Everytime she has one and she stills, he starts to freak out and Jude has to tell him it’s fine and calm down. It’s not like he feels the pain from them. But Jude is secretly happy he’s there for her and he cares so much about how she feels. ~~~ Once Jude goes to the bathroom, she asks Cardan if he will make breakfast for her. Her breakfast included popping some toaster strudels in the toaster and putting the rich icing on top. Jude basically has been craving anything sweet. So if it’s sweet, Jude wants it.

They eat breakfast and Jude decides to go to the baby room and go through stuff/ organize. She is nesting. She has gone through the hospital bag about three times already, she’s organized the kitchen several times, she cleans everything that she is able to, demanding Cardan to clean the stuff she can’t. And again, Cardan does it, because he doesn’t want to be on Jude’s bad side at the moment.

When Jude was resting from her organizing, Cardan got ready and left for work for his dad’s company. Cardan insisted that he stay with her until the baby is born but she said she would be fine alone. In the end, Liliver came over the days Cardan had to work. Liliver liked to call it their “girl time” before the baby got there.

It was about 7 o’clock pm when Jude decided to get a shower. Cardan was off at 8, and he was bringing home food which was right up her alley.

Now dressed in her pajamas, which consisted to be some stretchy legging and Cardan’s t-shirt, she made her way back to the bedroom. When she met the threshold of the bathroom and bedroom, she felt wetness run down her leg. She paused. All she could think was “Is this really it?”

She called for Liliver. “Hey, Bomb!”

Liliver was there in a couple of seconds. She saw Jude’s pale face and immediately asked, “What’s wrong?”

Jude stuttered, “Umm I- I think my water broke.”

Liliver looked down and saw the puddle of water gathered at her feet. “Oh okay, yeah. So, let’s just go sit down on the bed, I’ll clean that off the floor, and I’ll go call Cardan, okay?”

They slowly made their way to the bed. Liliver got a towel and put it over the fluid to dry it up, and got her phone out and called the man of the hour.

“Hey Cardan, I need to come home. Now.”

There was a pause. And then he seemed to find his words, “Uh, why? What’s wrong?”

“Well, all I have to say is ‘are you ready to go have a baby?’ Jude’s water broke.”

Heavy, nervous breathing came back to her, “Oh my gosh, really? Okay, okay, I’m leaving now. Is she okay? Crap, no she’s probably not okay, what am I thinking, she’s having a baby. Do I need-”

Liliver stopped his rambling, “Cardan, stop, Jude needs you to come home. Everything’s okay right now. I’ve got it handled.”

“Okay, I’m leaving right now.” With that he hung up.

Bomb helped Jude get some shoes on and braided her hair so it was out of her face. Knowing if it was down, all her hair would stick to her face from the sweat that was already starting to bead on her head as her contraction got stronger.

After she finished having one, Liliver asked, “Jude, have you been having contractions today?”

Panting, she said, “Yeah. I thought it was just Braxton-Hicks contractions, but I guess I was wrong.”

“Why didn’t you tell us? Cardan would have stayed home with you.”

Jude glared at her. “Exactly, Cardan would have stayed home and fussed over me. I don’t want someone taking care of me, I’m a big girl.” No, what Jude didn’t say is that she’s scared. And saying it aloud makes everything a reality, and she is not ready to admit that yet.

Not fifteen minutes later, Cardan comes through the front door. He walks quickly to their bedroom. He sees Liliver and Jude on the bed. The former rubbing Jude’s back through her contractions.

Cardan bends down in front of her and gives her cheek a kiss. He grabs her hand and waits till the contraction passes, rubbing small circles on the back of her hand.

When it is over with, he tells Jude, “I’m going to change my clothes real quick, and we will head out, okay?”

Jude nods her head. Cardan can tell how nervous and stressed she is.

He gets up, changes into some sweat pants and t-shirt, puts some Nike high tops on, and goes back to Jude, bending down in front of her, “Okay, you ready?”

Tears immediately fill her eyes, which isn’t a shock, she cries about everything these days, but when her body starts to shake with nervousness, Cardan knows this isn’t her just being an emotional basket case.

He immediately has his hands cupping her cheeks, “Hey Love, what is it? What’s wrong?”

A sob wracked through her, “I’m scared, Cardan, I’m so scared. What if I fail her? What if something goes wrong?”

He put his hands on either side of her stomach, “Hey I’m scared too. But guess what? We get to meet our little princess today or tomorrow, and that’s all that matters. She is going to be so loved. You’re going to be an amazing mom, I know you will be. She is going to love you so much. It’s okay to be scared, but don’t doubt yourself.” He gave a kiss on the lips. “You’re so strong, nothing is going to go wrong.”

Jude opened her mouth to reply, but at that moment a contraction hit her, and the words dissipated from her lips. But Cardan was there to rub her back, and tell her to breathe.

After it was over, Cardan grabbed the baby bag from the living room and headed out to the car with Jude. Liliver promised she would clean up a few things and lock the house before she leaves. Cardan thanked her, internally grateful for such a friend.

Cardan helped Jude into the car, and then got into the driver's seat. He blew out a big breath, and a wide smile bloomed on his face. He looked at Jude and said, “Let’s go have a baby.” He leaned across the middle and put his hand on Jude’s belly and kissed her lips excitingly. It made Jude smile right back.

The car ride wasn’t too bad. Even though Jude grunted and cursed, she didn’t complain once. She held onto Cardan’s hand while he drew circles on top of it, asking if she was okay. Which just aggravated her.

Once arriving at the hospital, the nurses took her back to a room. The room had machines, obviously a hospital bed, a chair for Cardan, and in the corner was a little bed for the baby to be checked out in. It was so surreal to them.

Cardan helped Jude change into her hospital gown, and helped her lay in the bed. The nurse came and put monitors on her stomach, one looked at the baby’s heartbeat and the other could tell when contractions came and how strong they were. The nurse then started on IV to put her on some fluids.

Doctor Tatterfell came in to check how far she was dilated. Which was a 5, she couldn’t believe she was already halfway there. Hence, she has been having contractions since this morning so I guess it does make sense.

But now, at 10pm, the contractions hurt bad. She held Cardan’s hand like it was her last lifeline. And Cardan, the ever encouraging boyfriend, let her, and he massaged her back and whispered sweet nothings about how good she was doing and how strong she is.

She got into different positions throughout the hours to try and relieve some of the stabbing pain that pursued every 5 minutes.

After finishing having one, Jude said, “Cardan, next time massage my lower stomach and my lower back at the same time. It might help.”

So that’s what Cardan did. It seemed to be the best right now to relieve some pain. Soon a nurse came in asking if she wanted an epidural which she immediately said yes.

They again checked to see how dilated she was, and they told her she was at a seven, and then they went ahead and gave the epidural.

Soon, Jude was numb from the belly button and down. Cardan held her hand as the needle went into her back. He couldn’t believe how big the needle was though, he was very nervous for her, not that he would tell her that. But she took it like a champ. Cardan let her know that much too.

Now she was laying back down, getting in a comfortable position on her side. Cardan wiped a cold rag on her forehead, she had sweat quite a bit in the last three hours.

He laid the rag down on a tray and muttered, “You’re doing so good, baby. I’m so proud of you. Rest now while you can, okay? I’ll be right here if you need me.” He was going to sit in the chair they had provided him.

Jude spoke quietly, “You rest too.” Jude ran a hand over her stomach. “I have a feeling we won’t be sleeping much tomorrow.” She smiled up at Cardan.

Cardan softly laughed and kissed her lips right before he went down and kissed her belly.

Soon they both were resting and asleep. Jude got about 2 hours when she started to feel the numbness wear off. She didn’t wake up Cardan, wanting him to get as much needed sleep as he could get.

Taryn came in while they were still sleeping. Jude wanted someone there that could document this moment, and Taryn said she would happily record and take pictures of this monumental day.

But soon, the pain increased, which means her groans of pain got louder. Unfortunately, she couldn’t keep it quiet enough, and Cardan heard it. He rushed to her side and grabbed her hand.

After the pain subsided a little, she called out, “I feel a lot of pressure, Cardan.”

His eyebrows shot up, “You feel like you need to push?”

She nodded her head.

Cardan spoke quickly, “Okay, wait just a second, let me get a nurse.”

Cardan opened the door, went out the hall a little bit and got a nurse. In no time, Jude’s team of nurses and her doctor came into the room.

Doctor Tatterfell checked her and said, “Okay Jude, when you feel another contraction go ahead and push.”

Some nurses held her legs back while Cardan held her hand and let her squeeze it to the point of it feeling like it was breaking.

After 15 minutes of pushing, Cardan muttered into her ear, “You’re doing so good, Jude. I’m so proud of you. You’re almost done.” Cardan could tell how tired she was.

She pushed again and panted, “I can’t. I can’t push anymore. It hurts and I’m so tired.”

Cardan looked past her legs and back at Jude, “Jude, honey, you can do this. She’s almost here. She’s already crowning. We just need a few big pushes, and she’s here. I know it hurts, and you’re tired, but it’s going to be so worth it when this is all done.” Tears started to well up in his eyes.

Jude put a determined look on her face and breathed in deep, and pushed.

Cardan mumbled to her, holding her hand, “Push, push, push, push. Good job, baby.”

This happened two more times, and on the third push, Jude felt relief. She then heard her baby girl crying, and her baby was placed on her chest. She gathered her up in her arms, admiring the little body that wailed with life.

She couldn’t help the tears that fell from her eyes, couldn’t help the sob that tore from her throat. She heard the nurse ask Cardan “Dad, would like to cut the cord.”

He did, and turned back to his girls. Jude heard a sob to her right, and turned her head to see Cardan with the widest smile on his face, tears falling from his eyes.

Cardan looked at Jude, kissed her forehead, kissed the baby’s head and said, “She’s so beautiful.”

Jude sniffed. “She is.”

They took the baby away to be checked by the nurses and doctors while they cleaned Jude up from the rest of the birthing part.

Taryn was still there and did her part. She took pictures and recorded like she was supposed to. She cried while she did it. This was an experience she would never forget.

They weighed the baby and checked her height. She was 7.4 lb and was 19 inches long. Born on May 28, 2020 at 1:09 am.

Soon the nurse came back over with the baby. “Okay. Here she is.” She gave the baby to Jude. “Do you plan to bottle or breastfeed?”

“I plan to breastfeed.”

“Okay then let's see how she does.”

The nurse helped her get the baby to latch, it took a couple of tries but she did it. After the nurse saw everything was going well, she left the room along with Taryn to give the family some alone time.

Cardan cupped the baby’s head as she fed from where he stood, “Jude, you baffle me. You brought this sweet baby girl into the world, and you did amazing. You did amazing carrying her for the last 9 months. And now we get a lifetime of happiness together.” He gently grabbed Jude’s chin from where she was looking at the baby so she would look at him. “Jude Duarte, marry me.”

Jude’s eyes widened and she whispered, “What?”

“You make me the happiest man in the world. I want to live with you forever, I want to raise our children together as husband and wife. I want to attempt to be the man you deserve every single day for you and our family. You bring out the best in me. So will you make me an even more happier man if that’s even possible today and marry me?”

Jude eyes filled with more tears and she nodded, “Yes, Cardan, yes, of course.”

They kissed as the baby unlatched herself. Jude broke the kiss and looked down. The baby had gone to sleep. She looked at Cardan and smiled, “Okay, dad, are you ready to hold her?”

Cardan nodded enthusiastically and held out his arms. Jude met him halfway and gave him the baby. He sat down in his chair by the bed and gazed adoringly at her.

And for the hundredth time that day, Cardan cried. He let the tears roll down his face, unashamed. This was the happiness of his little family, his baby girl that had dark brown hair, and looked to be like golden brown eyes from the little bit she did open them, and his fiancé that blessed him with all this joy.

He looked down at his baby and ran a finger down her cheek, and with a thick voice, breathed, “Welcome to the world Liam Rose Greenbriar. I’m your daddy.”

All Cardan could think of was he was so thankful that Jude gave him one chance.

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thevoiceiskillingme · 3 years

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Time for people

Wow, it's been a few days. Time flies so fast. It's funny, right? Every day feels agonizingly long and dreadful, but then suddenly it's been almost 5 months. In about 7 months I'll be 25, whaaat! This is going to be a long post, so I'll put this on here to avoid spamming.

Anyway, I've been having some urgent sessions with my psychologist, which have helped. I also saw my doctor last Thursday, which I've been waiting for, for like 2 months. She couldn't do much though, which I guess I already knew. I have to wait until I've taken the MRI, which is tomorrow. I've waited over 2 months for that as well. Thankfully my doctor wants to see me again in a week, so it feels like she takes me seriously. She had me take an EKG as well, which showed that my heart is perfectly fine - and that was exactly what I needed. I've barely (if at all) had issues with panic since then. Which, oh my god, is such a relief. I still feel myself being unable to go anywhere without my pill box of benzos. But right now I don't mind. I've always thought of them as a comfort, you know? I don't take them just to take them (sometimes I do, but rarely), I rather have them as an emergency solution if my situation gets unbearable.

This weekend we've been extremely busy. We packed half our stuff (stress) and drove to my hometown (where we're moving), and got the keys to our new house. Which I'd been dreading a little, as I get anxious and stressed easily and imagined it involving a lot of talking and practical stuff. But it went rather quickly! We just had a look around to check that they'd cleaned well, and so on. The seller also gave us gifts, which was really nice. THEN the rest of the day was rather eventful.

My family brought a lot of our new furniture (which we'd stored at theirs) and oh my god, my family is so great and extremely helpful. While getting things into the house and organizing, our next-door neighbour came around the corner with her 15-month old son. We talked a little, and she was really nice. She did, however, ask about my occupation regarding work etc. I answered vaguely, but said that I wasn't working right now. I don't have a problem telling people I'm on disability, I just casually focus more on the fact that I have prolapse in my lower back, instead of the fact that I have a severe psychiatric diagnosis. We'll talk more in the future.

My dad and I drove and picked up the big furniture, and I was a little stressed about it, but it went really well. The rest of the day we just put together furniture and it took a long time. I took a few breaks here and there, but it didn't drain me like it did when we moved last time (mostly because of the fact that I was on antipsychotics at the time). The neighbour across from us from our terrace knocked and said hi, which was very nice! I have been a little anxious about it afterwards though, because I fear that I might have appeared rude and/or not welcoming, but my partner assured me I was fine. We went home at around 9.30 pm I think, after starting the whole ordeal at about 4 pm. However, right when we were about to leave the house, the neighbours across the street said hi. They're a couple our age, and I sorta know her from before; mutual friends. They were super nice, and I have a feeling we'll be good friends. They also have such a cute dog.

I took sleeping pills (not addictive at all), and one benzo before bed, and slept well. The next day we started early, but that day my brother (who was super helpful) had to work. We got so much done, so much more than I expected! We also went to stores and bought some more detail-oriented stuff, and practical stuff. Curtains, towels etc. Oh, and the coolest book-shelf ever. We also bought all the tecnhical stuff; fridge, washer, dryer, which will arrive on Monday (thanks for picking it up, mom!) While my partner and I sat outside and put up our outdoor furniture, our next-door neighbours came around. The little boy was so very fascinated with the screws and building, and slowly came closer and closer. It's nice that he feels safe around us. He did not want to go back home at all. It was so very cute.

We finished most of the living room, bathroom, bedroom (it's amazing), terrace, kitchen etc. My partner and I stayed a little longer and packed out and organized some of the stuff we brought from our current apartment, but we were exhausted and didn't do all of it. We went back to my parents' earlier that day, and just had a nice dinner and relaxing evening with talking and TV. We also bought a few nice things for them (and my brother) to thank them for all the help. I took the same cocktail, and slept well.

On Sunday we just chilled, looked at lamps and stuff online. We drove back to our apartment at around 2 pm. Did just about nothing productive the rest of the day. I only took the non-addictive sleeping pills before bed, but slept really well. I was also barely dizzy last night (and the weekend in general), which felt amazing. Maybe my psychologist is right, and it's caused because of stress? I really fucking hope so. The next few days we're just packing up, having some of my family picking up the big furniture from here, and then we're moving. Apart from a few appointments tomorrow and Thursday, I have a lot of time for packing.

I dreaded the thought of being awfully stressed and the whole shabang, but I feel eerily calm. I'm also so fucking excited to actually move in properly. Not everything is ready, but we have all we need to live there. It's just a few things we need to get in order, but there's no rush. The only thing I'm afraid of, is that the neighbours won't like me, but hey - I'll just do my best and be myself, and we'll take it from there. I'm definitely gonna be approachable, because that is actually the way I am. I love our neighbours, and I'm 100% sure this is a great thing.

I don't know if I've written about it here, but I go to treatment at a specialized place for people with severe diagnoses (schizophrenia, bipolar etc), and I will continue to go there. Which means travelling back and forth every two weeks (about 3 hours travel time both ways), but it's worth it.

I can't begin to describe how excited I am to begin this new chapter. We officially move in on Friday, and I hope the days fly by fast. I hope to make some good friends (which I really think will happen), and just... relax, I guess. I feel safe and calm there.

Anyway, this has been a super long post. If you've read everything - you deserve a golden star! I need to go pack a little now, but I'll be back soon enough.

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dailybeastarsthings · 3 years

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Chapter 7 - Lunch Date With My Victim 7.2. The Beginning Of A Bittersweet Friendship

‘Ah, finally!’ Kibi thought after slamming the door at Legoshi’s face, leaving him behind to get the roses for the Drama Club’s New Student Welcome Event. ‘I want to be as far from her as possible…’

As he was walking down the stairs, Kibi was thinking about the chat earlier that day between him and his two friends, Oryx, an antelope student, and Makoto, Mizuchi’s boyfriend.

‘Hey, Makoto, you’ve got some white fur on you’ Oryx said.

‘Really!? Where?’ Makoto asked.

‘Right here on your vest… and some here, too’ Oryx replied while taking small strings of fur off of the other’s vest.

‘Oh well… you see… the thing is… I had a date with this really cute dwarf rabbit’ Makoto said while giggling. He was kind of embarrassed after being caught red-handed, but he was still proud. Typical male behavior.

‘What?’ Kibi yelled in frustration. ‘Don’t you have a girlfriend?’

‘Yeah… So tell me, how are you the “best rare species couple” again?’ Oryx added.

‘You’re only saying that because you don’t know her! She’s really cute and she’s fun to talk to. She’s super refreshing and really sexy, too!’ Makoto replied to the attacks.

‘Now hold on a minute…’ Oryx said with a mysterious look on his face. ‘Is she in the Gardening Club?’

‘Well… I think so.’

‘Her body is pure white. Not a single stripe or mark.’

‘Umm… How do you know this?’ Makoto’s frustration started to grow.

‘She has a bad sleeping posture and when she’s done she makes sure to clean up the room before getting out.’

‘WHAT!? Did you sleep with her, too?’ Makoto felt his heart sink. He thought that he could finally find someone to spend quality time with just to get his hopes trampled on by someone else. And maybe not just one candidate…

‘Wow, so that makes sense. I bet she doesn’t care whether her targets are single or taken…’

‘You mean… she’s using other males as fodder, too? No wonder she seemed so experienced…’

The topic of the conversation made Kibi uncomfortable. He believed that such private matters are not to be discussed with others, even if those others are friends or family. He just wanted to leave but Oryx’s description of the rabbit girl stuck with him…

‘Fodder? Come on, she’s just a bunny’ he said.

‘Nope. That’s a good word. Once she catches you, she’ll swallow you whole and spit your bones out. You better watch yourself. Females like her are more savage than any carnivore could ever be.’

Those words resonated in Kibi’s head for a long time.

‘Well… I don’t think she’ll do any of that to a wolf. Especially not Legoshi…’ And with that, Kibi left the Gardening Club behind for good.

***

The cafeteria was packed with animals of all sizes. During afternoon hours, the cafeteria served as gathering and meeting point for students, enjoying cakes, coffee and other desserts, which were served. These items were not part of the daily menu but they were always available.

As Legoshi and Haru were standing in the line, they felt the many looks on them from others. It made them feel quite uncomfortable. They didn’t say a word to each other or others. The silence was almost deafening. It was Haru, who finally began to break down the wall between them.

‘So, what are you getting? Personally, I was thinking about getting a raspberry shake with some sweet berry and yogurt parfait.’ she said.

Legoshi looked at her kind of awkwardly. He felt uncomfortable by the looks around him. He didn’t quite know how to answer such a question. What should he ask for? Something he would like or something more preferable by herbivores to avoid scaring her? He looked at the menu again and carefully read it through.

‘What should I get? Cherry pies are too sticky for me and I’d just make a mess of myself… I don’t really like parfaits… Coffee makes my breath smell bad… Caramel-apple pies are too sweet… Key lime pies are kinda good, but this kitchen lady always burns the bottom of it… wait… They have egg sandwiches! Jackpot! And perhaps a glass of red berry juice!’

‘So?’ Haru asked with a curious look on her face, trying to figure out the thoughts of the wolf, who both seemed confused and annoyed at the same time.

‘Oh, sorry!’ Legoshi replied. ‘I totally zoned out. But I think I’ll get an egg sandwich and a glass of red berry juice. I hope me eating an egg sandwich in front of you isn’t offensive or anything to you.’

‘Don’t worry about that, I don’t mind carnivores eating foods like that. Plus, you need eggs for cakes and such, so…’ Haru said.

When it was their turn, Haru asked for their meals. The kitchen lady served them without a word but even she couldn’t help herself and send a judging look towards them.

‘I guess it’s unusual for others to see a large carnivore and a small herbivore having snacks together?’ Legoshi thought. They searched for a seat and then finally sat down near one of the giant oaks in the hall. With each passing student, they were disgusted expressions, or being gossiped about. It started to become frustrating for both of them…

‘Why don’t we get to know each other a little better to deter our minds from what others might be thinking about this whole situation of us eating together?’ Haru suggested.

‘That would be amazing’ Legoshi replied. He felt kind of nervous though. He had no idea how to have a proper conversation with others.

‘Awesome, you go first!’ Haru said.

Legoshi took a deep breath and began.

‘My name is Legoshi. I’m a grey wolf, as you can see, and I’m a second year student. I’m a stagehand in the Drama Club. I like…’

‘Wait!’ Haru interrupted. ‘This is not some sort of job interview or speed dating, take your time and don’t just throw information at me. Why don’t we take turns?’

‘What do you mean?’

‘Let me make an example. I’m Haru. I’m a third year Netherland dwarf rabbit and I’m the only member of the Gardening Club. I like taking care of plants and listening to music. What do you enjoy doing in your free time?’

‘Well… I don’t really know to be honest. I like bugs and reading weather reports. I’m really happy when they report about the possibility of rain.’

‘I see. And what do you like about insects?’

‘That they can’t hurt me like others. Most of them seem to like me because I’m trying to be as gentle to them as possible.’

‘I understand you. Sometimes others just hurt you or spread rumors about you just because you’re different from them.’

‘What kind of rumors are they spreading about you?’

‘It always changes. Gossip spreads among small animals like wildfires. But it doesn’t really bother me anymore. The latest is that I prey on male students to spend my nights with. I guess that’s a pretty good explanation as to why others are looking at us like that.’

‘I’m sorry about that. I can just go if this makes you uncomfortable…’

‘You don’t have to. I don’t care what they think about me. But enough of that. What do you do as a stage hand?’

‘Well, I take care of the lights and help out the costumes department. I also run errands the leaders ask me to do, like getting supplies, asking for help and such. I also do the cleaning most of the time since wolves’ vision is pretty good in the dark, so we can save money on the electric bill.’

‘That’s awesome. How does your night vision work? I’m usually blind in the dark.’

‘Well, I mostly see stuff as I see them in the light but they are a bit darker in color. I think that’s the easiest way to describe it.’

The conversation went on for a good few hours. Legoshi and Haru ended up having dinner together, too. They talked about school issues, common interests, likes and dislikes. They enjoyed their time together with quite a lot of laughing included. It was almost 8 pm when they realized how much they kept talking.

‘Goodness, look at the time!’ Haru said. ‘I honestly can’t remember when was the last time, I enjoyed myself with someone this much.’

‘Me too. It was nice getting to know you. But I have to run now. I have some homework to take care of. See you around’ Legoshi said while waving goodbye.

‘Bye, Legoshi’ Haru said with a smile. After a long time, she felt like she met a genuinely nice character. ‘There is still some good in this world. Don’t lose your light, Legoshi.’ she thought.

As Legoshi was leaving the cafeteria, he bumped into Kibi. He was still kind of frustrated after he used his excuse against him but he still felt a bit thankful so he could at least have a nice afternoon.

‘Hey, Legoshi!’ Kibi said. ‘I’m sorry I left you there. I was waiting for you to come back.’

‘Kibi… Why did you leave me there?’ Legoshi replied.

‘Before that, did anything happen?’

‘No, not really.’

‘Really? That’s good. So… The reason I was running down the stairs four steps at a time was because I was afraid of running into trouble.’

‘Well, there wasn’t any trouble, so what were you afraid of?’

‘Well, there’s this bunny who’s pretty famous around the herbivores. Apparently, she seduced many males and she’s really dangerous to be around… Basically, she’s a slut’ Kibi sighed. ‘Hard to believe, right? She looks so quiet, too… But hey, she wouldn’t try to make a move on a wolf, right? Did she say anything to you?’

Legoshi couldn’t believe what he just heard from Kibi. His words tasted like lead and were just as toxic. He couldn’t believe others would spread such rumors just because of someone being different. After a moment of thinking, he answered.

‘She did. She told me that she really cares about her flowers… She treats them like her own children. I want to talk to the stage crew to suggest getting the flowers from some place else. I think she has some issues, but she is a nice girl if you get to know her a little more. But I have to go now. Bye!’

With that, Legoshi left Kibi behind, who just couldn’t quite process Legoshi’s words. He couldn’t believe how mature he acted despite his young age. He stared after him as the wolf was slownly disappearing in the crowd.

#beastars #beastars fanfiction

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xiumin-on-this-shit · 4 years

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Take Care of You Pt 7

Thank yuh guys for dealing with my confusion on this💕

And thank you @heechuls-hair for being the true MVP💕

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I feel him staring at me before I see him. My mind races as fast as it can to figure out who is sitting at the end of the bed, Minseok comes to mind first but then as last night comes into mind, so does the possibility of it being some one else. Without much option I slowly shift, sitting up with my eyes going to find what is causing the bed to dip.

It’s Chanyeol.

He turns slightly, greeting me with a small smile, and a small pastry bag. I accept the treat and find a doughnut inside. “I was going to wake you up as soon as I got here but I had Hyung’s voice in the back of my head scolding me. So instead I went and grabbed some breakfast, I know it’s not Soo’s food but I didn’t have many options.”

“How did you find me?” I wonder even though it is obvious Min has some sort of security system to let him know.

He chuckles as he munched on his own treat, “I know you pretty well, you were going to go some place you felt safe, this place is basically a massive panic room dressed up as an apartment.”

“Why are you here? Why didn’t Oppa come?”

“That’s actually why I’m here. Hyung got stupid last night and snuck out for revenge on the brats that attacked us in a fit of rage after you got away. Even injured, he managed to wipe most of them out without too much of a problem but he was clumsy. Someone spotted him fleeing the scene covered in blood, the police figured it out pretty fast and grabbed Jongdae and Hyung on their way here.”

“How is all of that possible?” I curse as I scramble out of bed, grimacing at the pain in my thigh, “I was only a sleep for a few hours!”

“Soo, it’s nearly 9:00 PM, you slept for 16 hours.”

My jaw almost hits the floor as I grab the clock on the bed side table, “What the fuck? Why didn’t you wake me up?”

“All of this has happened in the last few hours so unless you were going to bust into a shoot out, there is nothing you could have done.”

“What about now? What should we do now?”

He sighs as he rubs his face, “Grab your stuff and let’s go.”

“Right now we have two options. You can tell me that you are scared and want to runaway and I will hand over every penny in Minseok’s study so I you can leave and have a happy life. Or you can put on some pants and follow me down to the police station to lie to the cops so Minseok won’t even have to call his lawyers. It’s up to you.”

“What?”

“I was sent here to get you out of town and keep you under the polices’ radar for awhile before letting you go to live your own life, far away from Minseok.”

I panic, suddenly regretting my decision to run from the compound. Minseok was on his way to send me off, he must not want me any more. Tears prick my eyes, I do my best to fight them off and keep my pride, “If that’s what he wants. I’ll leave.”

“He doesn’t want you to leave, you fucking idiot!” Chanyeol comes around the bed and crouches down to gets into my space. “He thought you wanted to leave him after you found out. I tried to tell him that you still loved him but he wouldn’t hear it.” We both actually chuckle.

“He never wants to listen, does he?”

“Nope, as hard headed as ever.”

I stare at my hands for a moment, my fingers anxiously picking at my nails. Even so close to me, his eyes staring up at me I know he isn’t pressuring me towards leaving. He waits patiently for me think everything over, a kind smile on his face as always. “So, what if I said I didn’t want to leave? What do I have to do to help?” I wonder.

“Hyung needs an alibi, he doesn’t want to use any of our names cause they could just connect us to the crime and make things worse. You have no criminal record and aren’t in the system at all, you won’t raise any red flags. All you would have to do is walk in there and tell them he was with you all last night. You weren’t at the club, never even been to it. Easy as pie. A witness is always the easiest kind of evidence to fix.”

I wring my hands nervously, “but what if his story disagrees with his?”

“Not possible, Hyung doesn’t talk to the police, ever.” Yeol sighs, “Look Soo, I’m going against orders right now by offering you more than one option but you deserve to make your own decision on your future. Or you don’t have to decide anything! You could lay back in bed wait for Hyung to come back, I don’t know how long that could be but he would come back. Or I could take you to the airport right now so you never have to see any of our ugly mugs again.”

“Or?”

“Or you could put on some pants and go lie to the police.”

“How long would he be in police custody without me going down there?”

He shrugs, “He would hopefully be out by tomorrow but the police here have been gunning for him for awhile. They could stall him with other charges and get him on remand since he is such a flight risk for such a serious crime. He would be in jail and I know for damn sure you wouldn’t be on the visitor list. He would not want you to see him like that.”

I run my hands through my hair with a long sigh leaving my lips. I should just let him be. “How mad is he going to be at us?”

“Fucking furious. You’ve never seen him mad and I’m letting you know now it is going to be terrifying. Do you think he will hate me?”

“Never.”

“Okay, fine, let me put on some pants.”

He can’t hide the grin on his face, “Thank you.”

I climb out of bed, doing my best to hide my limp and from the way Chanyeol is staring I’m going with I’m not doing too well. In the closet I find a simple black t-shirt dress, an army green bomber jacket that belongs to Minseok, and a pair of converse. Chanyeol gets a phone call and steps out to the hallway as I step into the bathroom to apply a small amount of makeup.

“Okay, you look great, they are trying to take Hyung into booking before his lawyers get there and Luhan can only stall them for so long.” We rush out of the building to his magically fixed car down on the street. The police station is only five minutes away in the late night traffic, Chanyeol whips into the parking lot with ease and ushers me out just as quickly. The officer at the desk greets us politely, Chanyeol automatically demands a specific detective, I’m assuming the man who dared to arrest my Minseok.

We are asked to wait in the entryway until the detective is free. I’m shaking, only slightly, but enough for Chanyeol to notice. He places a large hand on my back for a small amount of comfort. I’m not nervous to talk to the police, this isn’t my first rodeo. I’m nervous to see how Minseok will react to seeing me here. He’s going to be so mad.

“Mr. Park,” An older man swaggers up to us confidently.

From Chanyeol’s cold reaction it’s easy to figure out who this is, “Detective.”

“Your boss really messed up this time,” The man taunts. “All it takes is one mistake to get caught. He let someone see him,” The detective laughs, “Rookie mistake!”

“We are actually here to fix the mistake you made once again,” Yeol snaps back with a growl.

The man raises his brows, “We?”

“Yes,” I stand, hand on my hip and my face set in a very pissed scowl, “We are here because you apparently have some person who saw my boyfriend Minseok leaving a murder scene? This is a joke right?”

“Your boyfriend?” He takes a step back, either surprised by my presence or attitude. “He hasn’t mentioned a girlfriend before.”

“Does he give you regular updates on his life in between you harassing him about ridiculous crimes?” I snap back.

“Last time I checked, nine young men dead is not a ridiculous crime.”

“No you are right, it’s a tragedy. It’s ridiculous that you think my Minseok could have done it. He was with me last night and most of today until I went to run some errands.”

His brows are in his hairline, “Really? We have a witness who saw a man that fits Kim Minseok’s description leaving the scene of the crime.”

I scoff, “And who would have a better idea of where Minseok was? Me, his girlfriend of three months or some random stranger that you probably convinced to describe him?”

“Are you accusing me of something?”

“That depends, are you accusing me of lying?” I step put to him, chin raised high. This isn’t the first time I’ve had to lie to police and I highly doubt this will be my last. With things like this it is all about attitude, if he can tell I’m not confident in my answers he will just keep asking more questions that I might not be able to answer. Which means I cant leave him any room to question me.

He gulps, his eyes moving to Chanyeol behind me, who I am sure is backing me up with his own terrifying glare, “Of course I’m not. I just wanted to make sure I heard you right. We have Mr. Kim in an interrogation room, we were about to bring him down to book him. I just need to hear confirm this story with him before I can do anything else, but as I am sure you know, he doesn’t speak to anyone without his lawyers present.”

“This is ridiculous. Just go in there and ask him what I made him for dinner last night. We were celebrating our 100 day anniversary, I made him pancakes.” I’m sweating slightly but I don’t think he notices. I know Minseok well enough that he would have demanded word for word from Baekhyun what we discussed, pancakes must have come up.

“Chanyeol,” Luhan’s voice echos from down the hall, “What are you doing here?” And then the pretty man’s eyes find me, toe to toe with the detective, his eyes turn to stone. He approaches us with his mouth set in a firm line, first he glares at the detective who quickly takes a few steps back. Chanyeol is the next victim of his hostility, “Chanyeol, I told you to keep an eye on Eunsoo, Hyung wouldn’t want her here. What are you two doing here?”

“She is bailing your friend out of trouble,” The detective answers, attempting to gain his confidence back. “I will be right back, I have to check in with Mr. Kim and the information Ms. Eunsoo gave me.” He turns away and rushes down the hall, sensing the killer vibes the smaller man is giving off.

“What the fuck do you think you are doing?” Luhan snarls under his breath.

“Lying to the police, what does it look like?” I snap back quietly, checking over my shoulder to make sure it’s clear.

He sighs, “Not you dear. I’m talking to the dumb fucking giant who has a death wish. Minseok is going to kill you! You are in enough trouble for putting this whole going out thing in her head and getting into a car accident with the most important person in your fucking car! Now you want to add putting her on the polices’ radar?”

“Hyung, I didn’t make her,” The giant points out. “I am sorry about the other stuff but Hyung was going to go to jail, I figured she had the right to know and help if she wanted to.”

The smaller man surprises both of us by punching the nearby wall, leaving a clear dent in the in plaster, “It doesn’t fucking matter what you thought. You had orders! You don’t go against orders!” Chanyeol does nothing but hangs his head and takes the verbal beating.

“What about what I wanted?” I jump to my friend’s aide, knowing most of this is actually my fault.

“Look Eunsoo, I hate to act like this in front of you when we’ve only met one other time but it does not matter what you wanted. He had orders.”

“Fuck his orders!” Both men step back surprised, “Minseok Oppa may have been keeping secrets about this stuff but he has never forced me to do anything I didn’t want to do. Chanyeol gave me the options so he could follow his orders but I wanted to come down here, he followed the orders I gave him and I might not be his boss but I’m pretty damn scary myself when I am forced to do things I don’t want to.”

“That she is.”

All three of us follow the familiar voice down the same hall Luhan had come from. Minseok is standing there with Kris and Jongdae, in dress pants and a black button up, just like Luhan, he looks none to happy to see me there but I don’t care. Without thinking I rush down the hall and into his arms, his grip around me is so tight I can’t breath but it just feels so right I can’t get myself to say anything.

“I just have one more question for you two,” The detective hums from behind Minseok. My love turns us both slightly to face the man, “If you two were just having dinner at home, why are both of you walking with a bit of a limp?”

I respond before Minseok has the chance to, “What we do in our bedroom is none of your business Detective.”

All four of my love’s friends struggle to hold back their laughs. Minseok and I give the blushing man curt smiles before Minseok turns to lead us down the hall to the exit. The others follow behind quickly, no one dare saying a word. We step out into the parking lot and he suddenly lets me go, taking a few measures steps away to look at me then to Chanyeol.

With his eyes narrowed on the giant he sighs, “Jongdae, will you please take Eunsoo back to my place? Take Chanyeol’s car.” Everyone tenses, knowing exactly what this means. I stare at Minseok dumb struck for a minute, he’s kidding right? He isn’t going to hurt Chanyeol after we saved him from going to jail, he can’t just expect me to let him.

“Excuse me?” I question with a scoff, “You aren’t just handing me off.”

“Eunsoo, I have to take care of a few things first.”

“Last time I checked you promised to take care of me, that I was your top priority.”

He is looking at anything other than me, “ You are. You always are. I have to do this for you.”

“This thing you are about to do for me, isn’t for me, it’s for your fucking pride. You’re just pissed that Chanyeol didn’t listen to you!” I know I shouldn’t yell, that I’m poking a bear but Chanyeol is the first friend I’ve had in a long time and I know how much it would hurt Minseok if he did this to his own friend, even if it’s because of me. I step into his space, my skin buzzing with anxiety, “I’m not letting you do this.”

He steps away, “This isn’t up for discussion, now go with Jongdae.”

Jongdae steps up, he attempts to grab my arm but I pull away, “Jongdae, I like you but don’t fucking touch me. I’m not going anywhere without both you and Chanyeol.” I run my fingers through my hair and take a deep breath before I loose my shit. Against my better judgement I step into his face again, I just need him to look at me. He be as cold and hostile as he wants when he isn’t looking at me, I’d be an idiot to not know I’m his soft spot. “If you really love me, you could at least fucking look at me!”

And he does. His eyes are no longer cold, angry yes, but never cold when they are on me. “Don’t you ever question how much I love you,” He warns as harsh as he can when speaking to me. “This is not the place to talk about this.”

“Then lets go somewhere else and fucking talk.”

“Fine.”

He gives all of his men a sharp look as he leads me into the parking lot to a car I don’t know. I turn on my heel the moment I notice Chanyeol heading a different direction with Kris, “No. Chanyeol is with us.” Minseok raised a brow at me but I don’t falter, “With us.”

Both Chanyeol and Kris let out a relived sigh as Chanyeol is permitted to ride with us while Kris is given his keys to meet us where ever we are going. Minseok sets me in the back with the giant while him and Luhan sit up front, I am quick to assume that my love is hijacking the others car because of the accident. Next to me Chanyeol gently elbows me, drawing my attention to him. He gives me a thankful look while offering me a sly fist bump.

From the direction we are headed I can assume we are headed back to the clubhouse I escaped from earlier, I wish things weren’t so hostile so I could talk to Chanyeol about how I finally met Baekhyun but now doesn’t seem like a great time to mention it. The whole car ride is in silence, the only sound is from outside the car, the faint sound of rain on the windows and other cars passing by. I find myself staring into the same darkness as the night before. The same lights come into view but unlike last night I am able to fully appreciate the compound in front of me without running into it. Chanyeol seems to read my mind next to me, giving me an apologetic smile.

The compound consist of 4 large warehouses, a 12 foot electric fence, and the same guard station I rolled through last night. The guard bows at the sight of Minseok through the window, allowing us in immediately. Minseok parks the car out of one of the warehouses, once he is out of the car he is at my door helping me out. I signal for Chanyeol to keep on my heels as we head inside through another armed guard and two security door until we find ourselves in the same living area as last night.

“If I let you go, do you promise not to escape?” Minseok half teases.

I shrug, “We’ll see how this conversation goes.”

His jaw clenches as he releases me to turn to the giant right behind us, “Chanyeol.”

As if on command, the tall man drops to his knees and bows deeply, his forehead pressed against the ground, rambling off apologies, “I am so sorry to both you and Eunsoo. I would have never thought those kids would have done what they did but that is no excuse. I know you wanted me to take Eunsoo away but I just couldn’t. Eunsoo deserved the right to decide what she did.”

“Stop talking for once Chanyeol,” Minseok cuts him off. “Sit up.”

Chanyeol obeys.

Minseok sighs as he stares down at him. He walks into the kitchen and opens a random drawer, pulling out a sliver hand gun. My eyes go wide as both him and Chanyeol act so calmly about it. “Chanyeol, do you understand what rules you have broken?”

With his head hung, Chanyeol nods, “Yes.”

“Woah, woah, woah, hold the fuck up!” I step in between the two, not caring about the gun in Minseok’s hands.

“I don’t think I’ve ever heard you cuss this much.”

I scoff, “I’ve never had to talk you out of killing someone. What happened to talking about this?”

“Disobedience is punishable by death,” Minseok informs me. “This is how I run my business. Just like those boys who hurt you, they disobeyed, they died. Now the same goes for Chanyeol.”

“Shooting a group of down and going against orders to bring me to the police station are two very different things!”

“You don’t understand, my love.”

“Than explain it to me because unless someone is holding me down kicking and screaming, I am not letting you hurt him.”

For the first time since I’ve met him, Minseok looks frustrated, “He put you in the spotlight. The police know about you now. They are going to watch you like a freaking hawk from now, they will try to use you against me or even try to turn you against me. And who knows who will find out about you after that, other gangs, our enemies, anyone and everyone who is not on my side will try to come after you. Because of him!”

I step closer to him, “Than you’ll protect me. I’m not scared of the police. I am afraid of loosing you. And of loosing Chanyeol, and Kyungsoo and the other friends I made because of you.”

“Since I did a great job of protecting you last time. You have a hole in your leg.”

“I mean, I’m still here, aren’t I? I would say you did a pretty good job.” I give him a hopeful smile.

He sighs, “But he didn’t listen to me. He had orders.”

“As I said before, fuck his orders! Do you think his orders could have stopped me from doing whatever I wanted to do? No! He offered me all the money in your office and ride to the airport because that’s what you ordered him to do. He followed his orders as far as I’m concerned. That is unless you were expecting him to take me there kicking and screaming?”

“No, of course not.”

“Than I don’t see what the problem is,” With one last step we are standing toe to toe.

His hand comes up and cups my face, his thump gently caressing my cheek, “The problem is I’m scared. I haven’t been afraid of anything since I was a child and now I have this overbearing fear that something is going to happen to you or you are going to leave me. I can’t handle that. You ran away from me and I just felt so much emotion that I lashed out. I was heartbroken. And I understand why you left, I don’t blame you, but I do blame him for bring you back into it.”

“I didn’t runaway, well not really, I just needed time to think everything over. If I wanted to leave, I wouldn’t be here now, I wouldn’t have gone to our home and crawled in our bed, I would have ran with just the clothes on my back. But I didn’t because I love you.”

As if a giant weight has been lifted off his shoulders, he lets out a sigh and smiles, “I love you too.” He drops the gun and fully takes me in his embrace, his one hand guides my face to his into a much needed kiss. All of my anxiety disappears as our bodies press together, fitting like jigsaw pieces.

Someone clearing their throat brings us back to reality and the crowd that has gathered around the room. I glance around to realize all 10 of Minseok’s other friends have joined us, I bury my face in my love’s neck to hide my blush, laughing awkwardly.

“So from the look on Hyung’s face I take it she talked him out of killing you,” Baekhyun screeches cheerfully from behind me. I pull away to look at him and Chanyeol, both staring up at us hopefully.

I look back at Minseok with my brows raised, “Yes.”

“Yes,” Minseok agrees with a sigh. “But only because you made the decision. If he ever tries to pull the same shit with the club again, I won’t be as forgiving, everyone understand?”

“Yes, sir!” The room responds before rushing over to Chanyeol to hug him tightly. I pull away from Minseok to join the line, excited when it is my turn to hug the giant.

He beams at me, “Thanks Soo.”

“I figured it’s the least I could do, I mean without me, how would you survive?”

“I wouldn’t. Now, as much as I would love to give you a big hug, I just barely escaped death row. Lets not test Hyung’s patience,” The whole group looks over at Minseok who is eyeing the lot of us suspiciously.

“Good call.”

……….

Six months later

“This is a joke right?” Minseok snickers over us, glaring down at the half a dozen of us sitting around the living room table. We all freeze, our eyes wide both surprised and doing our best to look innocent. “I believe there is meeting in ten minutes with the group from Japan at our building ten minutes away. Why are you all in my home?”

“I believe the real question is, why are you home?” Kris is the only one brave enough to point out. And he earns a solid kick in the ass from the smaller man for opening his mouth.

“Because I am the boss and can delegate my work to my underlings, which is why Luhan, Yixing, and Suho are there. You are all supposed to be there as well for back up, not playing games in my house with my fiancée.”

Baekhyun does his best to suppress a smile as he mumbles, “He’s just mad cause he wanted to come home and play with her.”

“Fucking out!”

I sit down on the couch, dying of laughter as Minseok pulls a gun on the lot of them to shoo them out of our home. They all throw their cards in their rush, Kyungsoo almost in tears, I’m sure he had a good hand for once. Sehun and Kai’s long limbs are stumbling over one another’s but they finally make it out the door with Kris, Jongdae, and Kyungsoo on their tails.

“See you late Soo!” Chanyeol yells over his shoulder as he also makes it out the door.

“Baekhyun!” I call as the man reaches the threshold. A small black pistol is lying where he sat moments ago, I pick the hunk of metal up with my long shirt sleeve and rush it to him.

“I don’t have germs,” He teases.

“I don’t need my finger prints on that thing for as often as you loose it. Who knows what kinds of crimes it could be linked to.”

“Even I don’t know how much blood is on that gun, lets keep it that way,” Minseok interrupts us by slamming the door in the others face. He sighs, “Just one day, I would like just one day to not see those assholes. If they aren’t bothering you, they are bothering me. They need lives.”

I chuckle as I drag him back into the living room, “You love those assholes.”

“I do, but I would rather come home to just you, hopefully you’d be wearing something sexier than your work uniform, not that you don’t look beautiful,” He looks down, giving me an appreciative grin.

“Well, since I picked up that lunch shift today I have all of tomorrow off. So how about we redo this? You go pretend to come home again and I’ll put something a bit more comfortable on?”

His grin widens, “That sounds like a wonderful idea.”

#exo #d.o #xiumin #kai #sehun #kyungsoo #chanyeol #kris #suho #take care of you #luhan #well baekhyun is #baekhyun fluff

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