#i just wanted to calm my stupid stomach with some carbs and go to sleep

[smallrainclouds]

It's not easy having yourself a good time

we're on a double-date with other people... why are we kissing? you're not my date

Credit for prompt to

Hypnos x reader (modern!College!au)

Word count: 2.7

Warning: some dating violence on OC's side. Wrist grabbing, slurs and controlling behavior.

Summary: this was the worst date of your life. Thankfully it's also Hypnos' worst date ever.

A/N: here have this fic. I had yandere! Hypnos I was working on but it's giving me issues (it was supposed be under 1k but it keeps growing).

Also, I am open to requests but will rejected any I don't feel comfortable doing.

No beta.

Thank and I hope you enjoy.

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You regret everything.

You stared at the plate of food you didn't order, some sad little salad that somehow smelled greasy.

Why did you let yourself get talked into a group date? You know why, you thought your friend was going to try to set up with your lab partner, Hypnos.

You looked at the bubbles in your sparkling water, another thing you didn't order and wondered if the person you were with would ever stop talking.

You glanced up at the group at the table. Across from you with his own date next to him, was Hypnos who was frowning at your date.

At least you had one sane classmate with you. Hypnos had been your lab partner since the first day in senior year and honestly you had thought at first your friend was setting you up with Hypnos. If you had known it was with someone else, you would have bail.

Charlie was a nice person you told yourself and your friends thought they would be great for you. Charlie was just… maybe they didn't know you don't order people's food for them.

"Look what I'm saying, Hypnos, is that maybe that YouTuber guy shouldn't be called out as much. Not his fault people can't take jokes anymore." Your date, Charlie, said loudly across the table to Hypnos who just raised a brow.

You rolled your eyes, You weren't going to let your friends pick a date for you ever again.

"Alright buddy. Whatever you say." Hypnos shrugged.

Hypnos' date and fellow classmate leaned across Hypnos, her breasts pressed against his arm. You looked away, poking at your food. You certainly were not jealous, you told yourself.

"Come on, guys. Let's talk about something else." she whined. The other two couples that came along echoed their agreement.

Hypnos grimaced and sat up taller, making the girl sit up as well. You felt kinda bad for both you and Hypnos. Clearly neither one of you guys were getting on with your dates.

You looked toward your friend, hoping she would notice how poorly everything was going. You rolled your eyes when she was clearly lost in her own world, feeding her partner french fries.

Too bad your date wasn't with Hypnos. You thought he was actually cute back when You first saw him, if not a little odd looking with white curls and heavy lidded eyes. Now, you couldn't imagine a more handsome person.

You found your eyes kept going back to him throughout dinner. Especially when he pushed his hoodie sleeves up, showing off his forearms.

The table moved on to some marvel movie or something but you were drifting in and out. You kept checking your watch in hopes that you could end the night soon without being rude.

You could feel someone was watching you and you looked up to Hypnos' golden eyes looking at you. He glanced at the group, back at you and rolled his eyes. You smiled in agreement but quickly covered it up with your hand.

Hypnos pointed toward your plate with the uneaten food, eyebrows rised in a questioning way.

You tilted your head toward your date who was loudly having another argument over some tv show with one of the guys there.

Hypnos looked at your date for a second before he sneaked you his untouched plate of pancakes.

You mouthed, 'Are you sure?' and he nodded, pointing at a plate of mostly eaten omelet.

You mouthed a quick thank you and dug in. You were half though the plate of pancakes when your date noticed.

"Wait, where did you get the pancakes?" Charlie asked, "You know how fattening all that carbs and sugar are? I like my dates to be healthy."

"What?" You asked flatly. Did you really hear what you just did? Hypnos and his date were both staring at Charlie. Hypnos looked furious and You saw the girl send you a pitying look.

"Oh. come on, you know I don't mean it like that."

You suddenly lost any appetite you had and pushed the plate of food away. You looked toward your friend who remained blissfully unaware of your pain.

Your date swung an arm on your shoulders, you sighed annoyed at the causal possiveness. You only knew them for like two hours but they were already acting like you were going steady.

"Ready to hit the club, Y/N?" Your date asked.

You almost groaned, you had forgotten about the stupid club.

"Uh, sure. Yeah." You tried to wiggle your date's arm off but no dice. You thought you saw Hypnos send a disapproving look at your date but you weren't sure. No point getting your hopes up.

As you exited the diner, Hypnos tripped; knocking into your date and their arms off your shoulders.

Grateful for the excuse, you took a few steps out of their reach.

"Oops, my bad." Hypnos smiled widely, and gave a shoulder pat to your date who glared at him. "Just watch it alright?" Your date snapped as they made it to the carpool.

In the car, you peeked at Hypnos who just winked at you. You didn't hide your smile this time.

The club did nothing to improve your date or your mood. The loud bassy music was almost too loud to hear anyone and your date kept trying to get you to stay on the dance floor.

You were able to duck out of their hold and pointed to the table. They tried to tell you something but You didn't stick around.

You almost fell into the booth, your feet were throbbing and you just wanted to go home. You could just see your homework growing by the hour.

"Need water?" Hypnos asked. You looked up, "Oh I didn't know you were at the table. Yes please."

He handed you an icy cold bottle and you moaned at how good it tasted. He laughed and you blushed, feeling foolish.

"Sorry, thank you." You took a slip, without moaning this time thankfully.

Hypnos went back to his phone, fingers moving quickly. "No problem."

"Where is… um what was her name?" You asked, trying not to look at Hypnos too much. How dare he look this good in the club' dim lighting.

"Oh I forgot her name. But she is doing fine. Told me she was going home with her ex." He pointed to the dance floor where the girl was dancing against another guy, their mouths glued together.

You looked back at him, but he already was back to texting on his phone. He didn't seem upset at all.

"I'm sorry, Hypnos." You said awkwardly, not sure of what to make of this whole night.

"Don't be. I'm not." He shrugged. You couldn't help but notice how nicely the red hoodie fit him.

"I will admit though I don't think I will be trusting our friend's matchmaking skills after tonight." Hypnos looked at you, his amused smile made you smile in return.

"You and I both." You murmured your agreement.

You finished off your drink, eyeing him.

After a few more minutes, your willpower broke.

"Okay I gotta know. It has been months since I met you and it is bugging the crap out of me." You leaned forward to him.

He looked up from his phone, a white eyebrow raised.

"Is Hypnos your real name?" You asked him, not quite able to look away from him. You were being a silly school girl and you knew it.

He laughed, "Yeah, it is." He moved closer, his eyes bright. "Wanna know why?"

At your nod, he spoke. "When my mom was pregnant with me and my brother. She got kinda crunchy, got into healing crystals and tarot cards, stuff like that."

Hypnos waved a hand. "So when she couldn't pick names for us, she went to a psychic, who told her that she was a reincarnation of the goddess Nyx. And apparently she was pregnant again with the reincarnated gods of sleep and death."

You couldn't help the small laugh and Hypnos chuckled as he took a sip of his beer.

"Mom believed the guy." He pointed to himself, " So ta-da I got named Hypnos. And my brother is Thanatos."

"Your mom sounds like a fun lady." You played with your hair, enjoying the warmth in your stomach. You couldn't remember the last time someone made you feel such things.

"Oh definitely. I never know what I'm going to get when I see her." Hypnos said fondly.

When You shifted your seat, your leg brushed against his. You almost pulled away but Hypnos pressed his leg against yours. You could feel the heat of his body and it just made you want more.

His golden eyes searched yours, silently asking if he could do this. You returned the gentle pressure and flushed at his soft smile.

"How does your brother handle the whole Thanos name thing?" You asked, desperately trying to calm your racing heart.

A devious glint lit Hypnos' eyes, "Oh he hates it so much. He already hated the whole super hero thing. Last year for his birthday, I got him a cardboard cutout of the big guy. I thought he was going to shove it down my throat. I got his boyfriend Zagreus and their girlfriend Meg in on it this year, we going to -"

"Hey Y/N. Are you coming back to the floor?" Charlie's eyes narrowed, "Hypnos, I think your actual date is looking for you."

You pulled away, you had forgotten about Charlie and you couldn't help but feel some guilt, even if you didn't like them that much or at all.

Hypnos stayed in place, amusement on his face. You saw Charlie's fists clenched and knew they were about to start a fight and stood up.

You were definitely going to block Charlie's number after tonight was over.

"Come on, let's get some drinks for everyone. They should be coming back soon." You motioned for Charlie to follow you. They glared at Hypnos before following you.

You couldn't resist a quick glance back to Hypnos, who raised his beer at you in a 'cheers' motion.

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Charlie was sullen and quiet as you ordered more drinks for the group. You couldn't blame them really, anyone would be put out when their dates are clearly having a better time with someone else.

Well, not Hypnos but Hypnos wasn't exactly normal, you thought fondly.

You tapped the bar, guilt gnawed at your guts as your thoughts went back to Hypnos.

"So what were you guys talking about?" Charlie slurred, his tone icy.

You took a breath, just a few more hours you reminded yourself. "Nothing much. Just about his brothers and stuff."

Charlie crowded into your space. You can smell the booze and sweat on them.

"You guys seemed like you were sitting pretty close considering you were talking about 'brothers'." They did a finger quote.

You rolled your eyes, unable to stand being near them any longer. You stepped away to head back to let your friends you were bailing for the night.

"Tell me what he said to you." Charlie demanded as they grabbed your wrist harshly.

"Ow, let go of me! You are hurting me, Charlie." You hissed, trying not to draw any attention.

"Tell me." They hisses back.

"I did. Buy your own drink, I'm going home." You tried to yank your hand away but they didn't let go.

"Look I've been nothing but nice to you and you're cuddling up to another guy on our date like some slut." They changed their tone, trying to sound more upset than controlling but it just made your stomach twisted in disgust.

You opened your mouth to defend yourself but after a moment you shut it, "You're right. Clearly this isn't going to work out so let me go."

"No, you own me something, Y/N." Charlie leaned toward you. "And I'm not leaving empty handed."

"Fuck off." You snapped, fear rising in your chest.

"Hey, man." Hypnos grabbed Charlie's wrist and squeezed tightly enough that they were forced to let go of your wrist. His normal light-hearted tone was hard. "I think Y/N had enough of your company tonight."

You took some steps back, shaking a little. Without looking at you, Hypnos asked. "Y/N, do you need to go get anything?"

"N-no. I have everything. I want to leave." You hated how weak you sounded and you wished that you never came out at all.

Hypnos held on to Charlie's wrist and yanked them toward him. You heard Hypnos murmur something to them.

Fear flashed over Charlie's face and they stumbled backward. "Fine. Whatever asshole."

Hypnos turned to you, his eyes darkened by his anger. "Come on, I can get you a ride home."

You just nodded, feeling very exhausted and close to tears.

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The cold wind felt like heaven after the heat of the overflowing club. At least for the first two minutes.

You just walked, not quite sure where to go. Hypnos walked next to you, easily keeping up with your pace.

Neither one of you said anything as you tried to process the horrible night.

After walking for ten more minutes, Hypnos spoke up. "There is a park nearby, we should be able to find a park bench."

You just nodded, Hypnos offered an arm and after a moment you took it. You pressed your cheek against his shoulder, soaking in his body heat.

The park was empty, lit by warm path lights.

"Thank you." You said. "You didn't have to do anything for me."

"It's all good. How about the wrist?" Hypnos asked softly.

"It doesn't hurt. Thank you since you stepped in." You patted his forearm.

Hypnos sighed, "No. Not thanks to me actually. Its kinda my fault, I've been pushing their buttons for most of the night."

You looked up at Hypnos, your brow furrowed. "What? No, they have been pretty rude since the start of the date. I mean, you heard the salad thing. They ordered it for me!"

Hypnos shook his head. His breath coming out in white puffs. "Yeah and because I was jealous, I made a bad date into a nightmare. I knew I was making them feel all threatened, it wasn't hard honestly. I didn't think they would grab you like that. I just thought they would be a bad date you could laugh about later."

It took you a moment to process his words. You stopped on the park path, staring off at the lake.

"You were jealous?" You asked, not quite believing what you were hearing.

"Very." Hypnos chuckled bitterly.

"Hypnos, you are an idiot." You said blankly.

He opened his mouth to say something but you pulled him down by his collar to kiss him.

At first, Hypnos doesn't return your kiss and you pull away, an apology already on your lips.

But he cupped your face and met you again in a sweet, slow kiss. He kept pulling away to press chaste kisses against your lips and cheeks.

"Damnit, I was planning on asking out you after our last class assignment. I had a plan for everything. I was going to take you to your favorite coffee shop and buy you that dumb drink you like. Take you the park by our dorms and ask you by the duck pond." Hypnos said between kisses and pressing one last long kiss against your lips.

You hummed, unable to think straight. "Our friend ruined that, huh." You laughed when you could feel him growled against your lips. "You have no idea, I had a speech and everything."

After another long and soft kiss, both of you pulled away only to met again in a forehead press. Your white puffs of breath mingled together and your heart felt so full.

"You could still do the coffee and the speech. And the ducks." You whispered.

"Yeah?" Hypnos asked softly, his thumb caressed your cheek.

"I have to do a lab with a very cute classmate tomorrow but I'm free after that." You flushed, pleased at the fond smile Hypnos had.

"That's funny, so am I." Hypnos replied.

Unable to hold off any longer, you pulled him into another kiss, one of the many yet to come.

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A Rose of the Forbidden Love

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Chapter 5

“Pregnant?” Father Gold repeated, astonished.

Rosalie pulled away from him, wiping the corners of her eyes, although it seemed worthless, because the tears kept falling. Her whole face had flushed into a bright pink tone and she was visibly shaking. Gold couldn’t believe it, he thought he had found his daughter in time, that he could still do some good in her life, but there she was, crying over the fact she was going to have a child, and he needed to admit to himself, she was never going to be a little girl anymore. She was a woman and soon she would be a mother.

“I know,” Rose mumbled behind her tears, “I’m an idiot.”

“Oh, Rose, you’re not an idiot,” he assured her, brushing some curls away from her face. “Who is the father?”

She took a deep breath and one of the hands that had been helplessly twisting the handle of her purse came up to cover her belly. His glance fell to her middle-section, watching as she mindlessly caressed her own stomach, eyes lost in an invisible point at the altar of the church.

“My ex-boyfriend, Roland.”

“Have you already told him?”

“No,” she shook her head. “I was going to, but then he broke up with me and said he had a fiancée this whole time.”

He felt his jaw tightening as he thought if he found that boy he would make him pay for fooling his daughter and impregnating her, but then he remembered he couldn’t do it, both because nobody knew he was Rose’s father and second because despite of it he was still a priest and he should be stronger than that and not give in to his anger. But it didn’t mean it wasn’t still there, making him feel like his blood was boiling in his veins.

However, before thinking about his own feelings, he needed to consider Rosalie’s and remember what happened with her because of his irresponsibility. He couldn’t let the same happen to his grandchild. Fiancée or not, this boy Roland needed to be involved, or at least have the chance to.

“My sweet child, you need to tell him. He has the right to know.”

“No, Father, he lost the right of knowing about it, by the moment he confessed he played with me.”

This new tone of voice, Gold had never seen Rosalie speaking with before and he shivered to think it sounded just like Belle, when she was being bitter.

“Rose…” he whispered, petting her hair very gently. “What are you going to do?”

“I don’t know,” the girl admitted. “I can’t have a child right now, I’ll ruin my entire career.”

His eyes got wild and he swallowed hard. She couldn’t be saying what he thought she was saying. Gold couldn’t allow her to make such mistake. Yes, maybe it was not the right time to have a child, nor the best circumstances, but it was still a whole person and he knew Rose was good and would regret if she got rid of it.

“Are you thinking about - ” he started, unable to finish the sentence.

That was when she suddenly stood up, holding the purse close to her chest as if it was a shield. He saw the uncertainty in her eyes and he wanted more than never to tell her he was her father and he would never let her or his grandchild wish for nothing. Assure her that everything would be fine, because he would take care of them. But yet, he couldn’t do it, because of Fiona.

“I need time to think,” she murmured, avoiding his eyes.

“You need to calm yourself down,” he corrected. “Come with me, let’s get some cookies and warm milk.”

“No, thank you. I need to go home and solve this on my own.”

Rose glanced quickly at him, before making her way out of the church still crying and not knowing what to do.

Not all make in the world could manage to erase completely the dark circles caused by a bad night of sleep, from her eyes, but Rose did her best and went to work in the next morning, hoping it would help to clear her mind. She felt weird, not being alone wherever she went anymore, knowing the child was there, still too small to be noticed, but just waiting to change her whole life.

A little chaos seemed to have been installed at the company that day, something about the Italian fabric for the dresses of the next fashion show being late, so Rose spent the day, watching the other models freaking out as Alice prepared her for a photoshoot. It was almost noon when she sent him to Robin’s office to ask for Gideon and Rosalie found her chief arguing with his wife. She almost stepped back, trying to pass unnoticed, fearing they would yell at her like Belle used to do, but Regina saw her first.

“What do you want Rose?”

“Alice asked me to check if her brother wasn’t here,” she promptly said.

“Care to check on the office next to mine?” Regina asked. “My youngest son is back to the company and Gideon can be helping him settling some things.”

She nodded, obediently and closed the door behind her. Rosalie didn’t know anything about Robin and Regina’s youngest boy other than he studied abroad and had spent some time doing an internship in England, nothing else, but she hoped he was nice as Henry. What Rose wasn’t expecting to find, when she opened the door of his office, however was the scene in front of her.

Kissing people usually didn’t bother her, but today it made her stomach twist and a strong nausea hit her hard. Because there, in the company, was Roland with a beautiful short-haired girl. When he saw Rose, Roland immediately pulled away from the her, his cheeks burning with colour.

“Rose…”

“Roland de Locksley,” she said slowly, eyes burning with unshed tears. “You never fail in surprising me. I suppose this is your fiancée.”

Her head was spinning and she felt as if she could faint at any second. The father of her child was also the son of one of the most powerful couples in town. He was rich and owned the place where she worked – and worse – he knew she worked there this whole time and he hadn’t said a thing. Another proof of how he only saw her as a stupid distraction.

“I’m Ivy Belfrey,” the girl presented herself. “And you must be the start of the company. I’ve seen you in a lot of magazines lately, but I think you should quit the carbs. You’re looking slightly fatter than you seemed to be in the pics. Or maybe it is just the photoshop.”

No, it is actually the baby, she thought, noticing that Ivy looked way more pregnant than her, although she bet the girl shouldn’t be much long into her pregnancy too.

“Yeah, photoshop helps a lot,” Rose murmured. “I was looking for Gideon, but I see he isn’t here, so if you excuse me, I still need to find him.”

She bit down on her lower lip with such strength as she turned on her heels that Rose quickly felt the taste of blood in her mouth, but the physical pain was nothing compared to how much her heart ached in that moment.

Belle moved the pencil through the white paper, creating soft lines as she started to put her ideas into a picture. She was trying to relax, but there were too many things in her mind right now and the delay of the fabrics they so needed didn’t help with getting her in a better mood, nor did the fact the person who just knocked on her door was a rather unwanted guest.

Pulling the pencil and paper aside, she stood up looking directly at the priest as she moved to seat on the huge pink chaise in the middle of her office, tapping a hand to the empty seat beside her in an invitation that he took with some hesitance. She crossed one leg oved the over the other and watched as he sat, uncomfortably there, gaze fixed in his own hands.

“You’re here again.”

“Aye, I’m sorry if I keep bothering you,” Gold started with a sigh, “but I needed to tell you something, Belle.”

“Well, speak then.”

He pressed his hands more firmly together, breathing in and out a couple of times, trying to steady his heart, but she was too close to him and the fact that he had come there with a secret burning on the tip of his tongue didn’t help to keep him calm either.

“I know who our daughter is,” the priest finally confessed.

Belle’s heart skipped a beat, her eyes getting wide as she laid a hand on his thigh to get his full attention.

“You’ve found her?”

“Yes,” Father Gold confirmed. “But I’m sorry, I can’t tell you. It was a secret revealed to me in a confession.”

The hope that had suddenly settled lightly on her chest vanished with those simple words. She knew the church’s rules very well. Adam was not just a religious man, he was priest, and his vows were like a weight on his back, chaining him to a strict law he was fated to obey.

“You must be joking,” Belle exclaimed, angrily. “I have the right to know. I’ve spent years trying to find her!”

“I know, sweetheart, but I can’t say anything.”

“It is unfair,” she murmured, shaking her head. “You came here just to hurt me.”

“No,” Gold assured her, taking Belle’s hands in his and coming a bit closer. “I’m in pain too. I can’t tell her, just as I can’t tell you.”

She saw in his eyes that he was telling her the truth, he was suffering and maybe even more than her, because he knew who their daughter was, he could look at her with the weight of this knowledge and do nothing about it.

“Oh, Adam…” Belle whispered, her face approaching his as she allowed their noses to touch very slightly. “What have we done with our lives?”

For a moment, she thought he would lean forward and kiss her, but then they heard he commotion outside and Adam pulled away, looking at the door with a frown on his face.

“What is it?”

Rosalie was still trying to recompose herself, when the sounds of an argument reached her, but it wouldn’t be much of a surprise for her as everything people did there the whole day was yelling at each other, however when Regina appeared dragging a girl by her arm to the main hall with Henry following them and begging his mother to realise that woman, she noticed things definitely weren’t right.

“This bitch will get the hell out of here,” Regina was saying to her son, hand still wrapped tightly around the girl’s arm.

“Jacinda?” Rose blinked, recognizing her friend and wanting to bang her head against a wall for how stupid she had been. Jacinda should have never come there, but that doesn’t mean Rose was willing to let anybody hurt hear. She stepped forward looking at Regina as if she was mad. “Hey, what are you doing with her?”

Regina looked between the two of them in disbelief. Certainly, the last thing she was expecting was for someone in there other than Henry to stood up to the bartender.

“Do you know this woman, Rose?”

“Yeah, she is my roommate.”

At this point, people had started to gather around them and Rose could see Roland with his fiancée, Ivy standing near one of the opened doors, a mask of shock pulled on in their faces. She saw when Belle and Father Gold came from her office and for a quick second, she wondered why he was there so often.

“This girl was hooking up with my boy,” Regina said still incredulously, but also full of anger. She looked up at Jacinda’s face and yelled: “He is better than you. I’m not standing this.”

“Let her go,” she insisted.

Jacinda made a scared noise of pain as the other woman’s nails dig into her skin and Rosalie didn’t think twice before coming up between them, trying to free her friend. There was a violent push and pull and when Regina finally freed Jacinda the two of them fell to the floor. Rosalie groaned as she sat up again, Father Gold rushing to kneel by her side with wide scared eyes.

“Rose, are you alright, child?” The priest asked, touching her still flat belly. “Are you in pain?”

“No, I’m fine,” she answered, pulling away from him, before anybody could notice his distress and rose on her feet, stretching out a hand to Jacinda to help her doing the same.

“Take this sick friend of yours from here,” Belle French told her in harsh tone, blue eyes narrowing dangerously. “And in the next time I see her around, you’re fired.”

Nodding in agreement, Rosalie dragged Jacinda outside, knowing nobody would ever look at her the same way before today.

Sunday morning after the mass, Rose stayed on her bench until everybody was gone and only the priest was left, setting things in place with some kind of calmness she would never have. The girl approached him very slowly, almost hesitant, feeling rather shameful for being at the church even after she had given herself willing to a guy she met at a bar.

“Father Gold?”

He turned around, a small smile appearing on his lips at the sight of her. The last time they had seen each other was in the middle of that big mess at the company. Not exactly the best circumstances.

“I was wondering if you were really fine after what happened.”

“I am,” she whispered, then took a long breath and paused her hands above her stomach, taking the needed courage to speak up. “I thought you would like to know that I decided to keep the baby.”

He opened his arms and hugged her tightly. Rose never had a father, but she never before felt more like a daughter than she did in his presence and his approval was very important to her.

“That was the right decision, child,” the priest guaranteed her. “You can always come to me if you ever need anything.”

She didn’t move or said anything, because those words were exactly the ones she needed to hear and she wanted to feel safe in his arms just for a while more.

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