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merlinssassybeard · 1 year

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A Gojo x female reader

A/n: i got a little excited after Gojo unboxing so here i am with my little take on it. I'm writing after a year long hiatus so please ignore mistakes if you see one. Likes and reblogs appreciated.

Synopsis: The reader belongs from the Royal family of the Fujiwaras and y/n's family is a major part of the higher ups committee. Reader was married in the Gojo family to Gojo Satoru in her early 20s. Their marriage was basically a political arranged marriage. But despite being in an arranged marriage, you and Satoru love and trust each other profoundly.

Satoru spends his last few hours with his reader wife before he gets sealed.

Your ears started ringing, head spinning. Your limbs felt light, when you heard that Gojo Satoru, your husband, has named you the Clan head of the Gojos in his absence...

30th October, 2018 || 11:43 pm

"Ugh not one day!" You sighed with frustration at your husband. Both living in your married house and shared bedroom. Satoru laid on his arms bare chested and smiling, watching you, in your light pink lace night gown, pacing around the room while whining about how you much hate him.

"...not one day! Can't you spend atleast one day with me?! I'm your wife Satoru!", you said and looked at him, brows furrowed and arms crossed.

Satoru just kept smiling. "you're pretty mrs y/n", he mumbled with another warm smile on his face.

"Wha- Don't you dare change the topic Mr husband!", you lightly grumbled at him and then climbed on the bed like a cat walking towards her prey.

Satoru chuckled knowing perhaps his cat looks like she's in heat and so he'll become her prey.

"Y/n, I'd love to oho~", you did not let him finish and sat atop his lower abdomen and slowly rubbed your groin.

"You were~saying~something?", you asked innocently while gradually lowering yourself towards his clothed crotch that was slightly harder now.

"Uh i-oh~", he wanted to speak but your actions couldn't allow his lips to move and forms words but rather moans. You had placed your hand onto his crotch and started rubbing your palm.

"Huh? You're saying something?" You giggled and leaned down towards his face and whispered, "you're mine! You're not going anywhere!"

"You wish", Satoru whispered back with confidence in his voice and in a blink of an eye he grabbed onto your wrists and turned you from over him to now lying on the soft silk sheets under him.

Breathing heavily under his large muscular body and his well built biceps holding onto your wrists still made your lower abdomen feel a knot.

Satoru watched your cheeks get the cherry like blush, still holding onto your soft skin. Oh how he want to do things to you, with you, terrible sinful things and it all reflected onto his eyes. And you could see it...

You both haven't been physical for four to five months because of his work schedule. You're very much used to him now after six years of marriage, of him not returning home for months on end, nobody their to listen you babble about your day or be it being dry down there.

"So? What are you going to do to me now? Satoru~", you asked him seductively with doe eyes.

"Well first things first. I have work tomorrow, so no day off for sure-", Satoru stated and quickly noted your expressions. Your face frowning in sadness, reflecting the loneliness you go through.

Satoru knew just like he is busy with his work and at times had felt lonely in the past, the same could be a situation with you, doesn't matter that you're working as a sorcerer or not. He had promised himself a long time ago that he'd never leave his loved ones alone, ever again. And so because of that Satoru came with his decision to...

"...for sure but!", he smiled a little when he saw your face waiting anxiously for his next words after the 'but'.

"...but... if you want, my dearest y/n, we can go out for a Halloween themed date." Satoru proposed and added, "or dinner? Ah i don't know much on how these stuff are done-", just as he was about to finish, you landed a kiss on his collarbone, because that was nearest to you and you couldn't reach towards his face due to your hand being held down by his strong yet soft to touch hands.

"My my! Should i take that as a yes?" Satoru mumbled to which you kept kissing one spot after the other. "Okay ma'am, I'll take that as a yes".

"Aaaah i love you i love you i loveee youuu!", you excitedly professed your love for him and freeing your hands from his grasp you reached out to hug him and engaged your lips onto his.

31st October, 2018 || 3.05 pm

The morning was tiring and painful for you but filled with joy at whats to come.

Satoru had left for work on his usual time early in the morning by 6 pm whereas you slept through the whole day. Blame it at all the fun you had last night but also you thought if you slept through day, evening would arrive early and you would be energetic and be able to spend your day with him much better.

Waking up at 3 pm as your personal attendant presented you with your delicious lunch, after freshening up.

You looked at the food. It was your normal quantity that you usually consume but since today is not any day but a dinner date with your beloved, you couldn't help but keep some space for the dinner.

"Ms miyoko, please could you perhaps reduce the quantity from each platter?", you asked your attendant, to which she complied.

"Any special occasion madam?", ms miyoko asked.

"Ah! yes! Of course!" You got excited just at the mention of the date. "I'll be going out for a date tonight with Satoru sama!"

Ms miyoko had been your attendant from the day you married into the Gojo family as the Clan head's wife. She had always been around enough to know how much even a little bit of time off with the master of the house means for you. So the excitement that reflected off of your words were very much understandable for her.

3.48pm

After lunch, you went out to sit by the Koi Pond in the garden of your estate where you eventually fell asleep again due to faint pain in your lower abdomen probably from last nights activities.

Soon enough though you went out for some Halloween costume shopping.

5.43pm

The evening had arrived and so had your whole rack of costumes.

Out of all the vibrant outfits, you had chosen to wear the Morticia Addams' costume as your fit for tonight as it is a timeless elegant piece. As for Satoru, you left it for him to decide.

7.27 pm

Satoru and you had chosen 8pm to go out but your excitement got the best of you and you were all ready and dolled up for him by 7pm.

"Satoru sama should've been home by now... ugh what's he doing!" You were frustrated and your attendant, ms miyoko saw that.

"Madam, may i suggest a phone call to Master Satoru?", Ms miyoko suggested.

"Ah yes please do!", you complied.

8.04pm

"Madam, i had dialled Master but his calls weren't picked", "should i keep dialling? Or shall we wait for his arrival?", Ms miyoko said.

You were a little agitated now. Why does he always has to be like this! You are well aware of his punctuality but the fact that he'd do this even that one night you had specially asked him to take off. You're more than agitated.

"Why! Ugh" you cried in annoyance and decided to call him yourself. "Ms Miyoko, hand me my phone. I can't do this anymore."

You thought to call him and cancel your date night so he can spend his night with his curses and mission and maybe threatening him may have him come home. You don't know this would work because with Satoru, you can never predict whats coming next.

"The number you have dialled, is not picking up. Please try again later.

"My god Satoru! What am i to do with this man someone tell me!", agitated and angry, Ms miyoko knew now that you used no honorifics for your husband, that means you're in a really really bad mood.

"Ma'am, you shouldn't-", Ms miyoko tried to give you hope but just as she was about to say, your phone rang.

Buzzz buzzzzz~

Caller name - Mr husband the strongest♡

You both looked at each other after looking at the screen and then you picked up the call in an instant and started rambling.

"I'm not going anywhere, Satoru. You can go do whatever you like."

"Ah? Y/n? What? Are you sure? Well thats good then. I called 'cus i thought you'd be worried. I'm stuck at work-", Satoru was relieved that you didn't want to go either and he's at work anyway but you interrupted.

"Satoru! Why do you do this always! I asked one night from you and you couldn't even! Aaagh! Why did you even bothered to get married if you can't spend quality time! I can't with you! Why do you always~", your angry grumbling turned into a full blown breakdown. Ms miyoko saw and started patting your back as you cried on the call.

There was silence for a few moments on the other side. ".......". "Y/n", Satoru knows you're emotional and its hard for him to hear you break down on the line.

"Whaat? What do you want now?" You replied back wiping off tears.

"Y/n, I'm sorry." Satoru said, his voice lowered. "I'll make it up to you, i promise."

".....mmm...." you hummed.

"But for now i have more pressing matters for you- is there anyone in the room with you?", his voice didn't take a second turn serious and you knew something maybe is really important...? You did not let your anger cloud your judgment and motioned Ms miyoko to leave the room to which she obliged and you locked the door to your vanity room.

"... what is it? No one's in the room", you intelligently talked with your voice lowered so nobody could hear you.

"So listen carefully now..." Satoru began, "do you have that present from your 25th birthday i gave you?"

"Uh? Which one? You were confused.

"Oh (sigh) Y/n the that...?

"Ohh. The special grade cursed spear thing? Oh yeah of course i have it. Its in the training room."

" yes! You know how to use that, right?"

"Oh you bet!" You confidently replied, "i still have the scars from when you taught me. Is everything...okay?".

"Yeah about that." Satoru scratched his head, "there's a big problem in Shibuya station."

"Tell me.", you insisted

"...there's a bunch of curse users who have taken over the station and apparently they've set up a barrier that allows only sorcerers to pass through.."

"Oh god!", you exclaimed, "isn't it dangerous? Father told me nothing about such!"

"...Because it happened at 7pm or sometime within an hour or so. There was a briefing with the higher ups, your dad asked for me to be sent. I'm now heading to Shibuya to check the spot.."

Oh so now you get it why couldn't he come. Now you felt bad for burdening him with your petty problems. He is afterall, The Strongest Sorcerer.

"I apologize Satoru. Be safe, take care of yourself and be home soon", you gave your well wishes to him.

"I'll be back before you know it.", Satoru had a smile after talking to you and just as he was about to end the call you...

"By the way, why did you asked me cursed tool? Is that involved somehow?", you were curious because that question came out of the blue.

"Huh. No, nothing related", Satoru replied, "its just..." he hesitated for a moment as he was already running late. "..its just I'm getting weird- nevermind. If something happens to me, i know you'll be safe.", "i gotta go now y/n."

"Wait Satoru-", you couldn't finish and the call was ended. What did his last words mean? He is anything but understandable or readable!

You sighed with another worry. You went to head towards the living room and turn on the television to watch the news. Since humans are involved it'll probably be covered.

You told Ms miyoko about what you'd been told and she said that an assistant manager from the Tokyo Jujutsu High had come to drop off a 2 piece suit and a turtleneck that was sent by Satoru. And that there was a call from the Ritz asking for dinner reservations that were made. You told her to cancel it for today.

There was no coverage regarding Shibuya on any of the channels so you dozed off on the couch. Ms miyoko wanted to wake you up for dinner but knowing you, you'd rather have it with Master Satoru than alone.

1st November, 2018 || 8.52am

You were woken by your attendant.

"Madam! Madam y/n! Wake up!"

Wondering which planet you had landed due to being woken up so abruptly from your dreams, you asked with sleepy grumpy voice, " what happened? Did someone die?"

Ms miyoko was silent and looked towards the other four maids. She did not wanted to be the one to give this news to you but she knew it'd reach you one way or other.

"..uh...um..", she pressed her lips, trying to muster up courage to say this to you in one breath...

"Madam y/n, due to the sealing of Master Satoru Gojo in prison realm, you have been since made the head of the entire Gojo Clan along with the positions that were previously held by him."

"...?....", you were half awake but you heard every word uttered by her. ".....What?.....?"

Ms miyoko continued, "you have been called for an emergency meeting with the higher ups at 9.30 am.."

What is happening? You just woke up and now you're being played with? Above that, where is Satoru? He said he'd be home didn't he?

And prison realm!? How can it be? It can't be the prison realm. Yes, sure, you had heard stories about it, but no way its real.

"...and then another emergency meeting will be taking place right after that with all the big family's clan heads from The Zenin, The Kamo and The Gojos, that is you. There'll be clan heads from other inferior clans as well."

"Its not real", you replied confidently, "is it?", doubting yourself.

"You are the Clan head of The Gojo family now madam y/n! The will left by Master Satoru has been read the moment he got sealed! And he made you the head! Come to your senses madam this isn't the time to doubt yourself---"

Ms miyoko was right but slowly her words went into oblivion as your ears started ringing, head spinning. Your limbs felt light, when you heard that Gojo Satoru, your husband, has named you the Clan head of the Gojos in his absence.....

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russellsppttemplates · 4 months

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Hallo hope you have a great day my ask is

George gifting you a cat for his present and ask you to marry him

He gave you a bad present and seeing how you still happy and appreciative about it he ask you to marry him

???

Note: I hope you don't mind this, but I've had this other request for a while and I had trouble posting it and had to delete the old ask, so I'm mixing them together!

George proposing to you but it rains down and at the end of the proposal you both are soaking wet

“So thank you, Allison, for the past 35 years of marriage. Here’s to another 35,” Steve finished his speech as he held his flute, kissing his wife as you all clapped. Still after so many years, Alison blushed at her husband, the effect he had on her still after all those years. The family had taken the day to celebrate their anniversary, the beautiful restaurant George and his siblings picked out stunningly decorated and the food was exceptional. The sun had not graced them with its presence, but it was still a good moment to enjoy with close family, George's siblings' families in-law as well as your own parents joining for the celebration, too.

"Can you come here with me, please, darling?", George said after you shared some dessert, his niece promptly jumping out of your lap so you could go, "sure", you smiled, cleaning your mouth in case some of the chocolate was left on your skin. Holding his hand, you excused yourself, walking with him to the garden of the restaurant. It was the middle of the week and, not surprisingly, no one wanted to be outside given that it was cold without the sunshine and it looked like it would rain soon.

"George, I think it's going to rain", you yelped, seeing him walk with a certain determination, "I need to do this now, or I'll chicken out again", he muttered, losing you a little as you tried to understand what he meant as he turned to face you just as you felt the first raindrop.

"What we saw in there? I want that for us, I can only hope our marriage is as good as that", George began as your eyes were wide, "I didn't fall in love with you at first sight, you know it wasn't that. Not because you're not the most beautiful and kind woman I've ever met, but because I thought I wasn't enough for you. But I would be damned if somebody else ended up with you and it wasn't me. I can’t imagine living even another second without you. I want to share every moment of my life with you, I want to be there for the good things and the bad things", he said as rain fell down, using his hands to cover your head so water wouldn't fall straight on your face, "I will take care of you - and carry an umbrella-, and give you my full support, no matter what happens. Y/N, I love you with all my heart,” he knelt down on one knee, not caring about his pants on the wet grass, "will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?", he proposed.

"George", you chuckled through your tears, not caring that now rain was pouring down on both of you, blending with the tears in your eyes. “Yes, I would love to marry you,” you whispered and nodded through the tears, bending down so you could kiss him.

George was quick to fiddle with the ring, putting it on your finger and kissing the soft skin, "I love you", you both muttered as he pulled you up with him, his hands on your waist as he spun you with him as your families cheered from the covered patio.

"You'll get cold, guys!", Cara called as her older brother whistled at the newly engaged couple, encouraging George to pull you down so he could kiss you, a movie worth show of affection as he finally got the answer he had been waiting for.

Walking inside the restaurant, you hugged your families as they didn't seem to mind your soaked clothes, "congratulations, dear, welcome to the family", your future mother in-law said as she hugged you. "I told you she would accept it, George!", your father hugged your fiancée.

Going back to your place so you could change and your guests could hang out in a more private place, you and George got changed before heading back to the living room, hearing the kids snicker and running around.

"I'm sorry, uncle George, he got out and we couldn't catch him on time", (now) your niece said as she pouted, holding a beautiful baby kitten. He had soft grey fur and big curious eyes, "darling, this was supposed to be a surprise, but this is Winston and he's ours", George smiled, bringing the car up to your arms as you cooed at him, mouth agape at the way he snuggled into you.

"Another surprise? You're full of them, Mr. Russell", you winked, sitting down next to your parents and cuddling the cat, "look at you, so cute!"

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larry-22-blog · 1 year

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Pregnancy, prenup, angst and fluff

I received quite a lot of requests for a pregnancy story, so here we are.

It's almost 10k of angst and fluff. I would say it's a rollercoaster of emotions.

As per time frame it's around a year after the last part of the series: Period complications 6 x First Time

Summary: Erling proposed to his girl, they are getting married, she's the love of his life, and he's the love of hers but life has other plans, his dad and lawyers are trying to making him have a prenup (prenuptial agreement) to protect himself and his money from her. He doesn't talk to her about it but she overhears them talking about it and gets hurt.

They end up in a fight, him making bad choices and hurting her and she leaving him, taking her things and ending their engagement. But what he doesn't know is that she left with something of his 🤰👶🏼.

It was Monday morning, the sun was up and I couldn't be happier, we finally got a sunny day in England, that's so rare, especially during winter.

It felt so nice to have a lazy morning, especially after the past weeks, it was all too much, I felt so overworked and tired and stuck in a bad working environment. The only positive thing was that I got to work from home and that I loved what I do but otherwise it was shit, they didn't care about how much he had to give to deliver the best results and they got tons of money for the projects we made and they pay us shit.

Just great.

I was feeling really down about that, especially since I moved in with Erling because I basically just couldn't afford this lifestyle. He is paid more in a week than I would ever make my whole life, so yeah, of course, he likes to treat himself and the people around him with his money. He was so caring and sweet, his heart is just as big as the rest of him, so yup, it's huge.

I smile as I think about my sweet baby giant.

I just love him so much.

The love of my life.

My soulmate.

As I think of him, my eyes drift to my left hand, where the light was hitting the diamond of the ring he gave me just right, making it stand out even more on my pale skin.

Our engagement ring.

We are engaged.

It still feels surreal.

Sometimes when I think of it, I just end up crying my eyes out at the thought of what has my life become. How happy and loved I feel. All my life I thought that love just wasn't for me, no one seemed to love me enough to even stick around, not even my family, and now I have someone who loves me enough to want to marry me? To want to spend a life together with me?

It just seemed so surreal.

He broke down all my walls and made me who I am today. A much stronger, more confident person than I ever was.

My sweet Erling.

He was the sweetest when he proposed to me, he made sure everything was perfect and it was. We were in a cabin in Norway right between Christmas and New Year, he rented it for us to spend some quality time there, enjoying the beauty that is Norway, nature and well, ourselves.

He prepared everything, lighting up candles and fairy lights, the whole cabin was filled with roses and he proposed right on the balcony, under the Aurora borealis magic light I barely managed to respond with a 'yes' between sobs and I hugged him, holding onto his for dear life as he comforted me.

He knew how much it meant to me, and what was my input on marriage and commitment.

We were always open with each other, finding it easy to communicate, even from the very start of our relationship, it just all came easy.

I got to know the worst parts of his life, the best and everything in between. And he got to know mine too.

The idea of marriage was always scary for me, I never thought it was for me. But I didn't see it until meeting Erling that I wasn't scared of commitment, of me being committed, I was scared of the other person not being as committed as me, of him leaving, I was scared of being abandoned yet again.

But he changed my perspective, as always.

That trip was just so magical. The days we spent there were filled with love and passion and happiness. Just pure happiness.

I feel like we just tuned out the world outside and just focused on us, on our love.

And love we made.

I smiled down, moving my hand down to my tummy.

Our tiny miracle.

I found out last Friday about the tiny human inside my tummy. Our little baby.

I've been feeling bad last week, throwing up and being dizzy and tired all the time and Erling basically forced me to go to see a doctor. He insisted on coming with but I managed to get an appointment early on Friday and he had an away game so I ended up going with my friend, Olivia after I begged him not to miss the game on my account since it wasn't anything serious.

Well, I didn't think it was anything serious, it didn't even cross my mind I could be pregnant.

But here I am, with a 2 months baby Håland in my tummy.

I smiled between tears.

Damn was I emotional lately…

I wonder if Erling noticed it. I find myself crying all the time lately, like yesterday I cried when he came back from the game and picked up McDonald's, ordering my favourite menu, mcchicken with fries and orange juice making sure to not have pickles in my burger. The fact that he remembered that I didn't like pickles anymore just got me sobbing into his chest confessing my forever love for him as he tried to comfort me.

I'm sure it was quite a sight to be seen.

I didn't know how to tell him I'm pregnant, I'm just unsure of his reaction. I know he loves kids, and he wants to have kids in the future but still, he's so young, like damn, he's 22, how could he potentially react to me telling him we are expecting a baby.

I'm older than him and I, to my embarrassment, broke down in the doctor's office hearing the news.

Like it was all so surreal, so unexpected and somehow soon?

We've been together for quite some time but still, a baby is such a major thing.

And there is no going back.

Well, there are possibilities but I could never imagine doing something like this.

The doctor was very kind, explaining to me all the possibilities, and offering support and guidance.

I almost threw up at the thought of having an abortion when the topic came up, it just wasn't a possibility.

How could I ever think of harming let alone killing our baby?

I didn't even know I had any maternal feelings in me, as it is. Like, all my life I've been saying I couldn't imagine myself having a baby, being a mom to something else than a cat or a dog.

But man, could I have been further from the truth? I love this baby with all I have, and I'm prepared to protect it with my life, to offer all my love and support.

I just hope Erling will be on the same page.

I'm not sure I could do this, all this without him.

I know that for him family comes first. He's had a similar situation to mine, his parents are divorced, but at least for him, it wasn't as fucked but, but still.

I know that he wants a stable family, a healthy one, he wants to have a safe and healthy environment for the kids.

I just hope that he won't consider this a burden, it's still so early into his career…

Whenever the topic of kids came up he always said that he would like to have as many as possible, but later on, when he could prioritize them since right now his main focus is football.

And this makes me feel so damn guilty. I never wanted to come between him and football, I'm not the type of person that would make him choose between his career and theirs.

I like to think that I'm mature enough to understand that it's not a competition between me and football for his attention and love, football is his passion, he loves it and he's doing an amazing job at playing football, I'm here to support him as much as I can along the way.

This is why I feel like I somehow failed now, having a baby is not something that was in the plan for any of us. I don't want him to resent me for trying to come between him and football, or well the baby.

Not that it was completely my fault since, to be fair it was a two ways street, but I'm the one carrying it…

But still…

I didn't even tell him I'm pregnant yet. I'm still trying to process everything.

But I have to do this soon, I'm putting too much stress on myself with this and it can't be good for the baby.

Our little miracle.

I found the cutest thing for this.

I searched online and found a Manchester City baby-size home equipment with a customizable name on the back. I had it say 'Haaland' at the top, followed by 'Daddy's #1 fan' right under it.

It even came with baby-sized sports shoes and little sports socks!

It was the cutest thing ever!

I can't wait to see his reaction when he sees it.

My thoughts were interrupted by my phone ringing. I stretched my arm to reach the phone which was on Erling's nightstand and pressed the answer "Good morning my little sleepy head!" Erling said happily, smiling at me, making me blush and hide my face into his pillow, murmuring a soft "morning…"

"Awww you're still a sleepy baby? It took everything in me to leave our bed this morning, you looked so soft and warm and cuddly, and you were holding onto me so tight, I could barely pry you off, my baby koala, had to replace myself with my pillow. And you didn't even wake up, my sleepy kitty" He cooed at me when he saw me yawn. I was indeed very tired and sleepy lately. Because I was carrying a baby, his baby.

But he just didn't know it yet.

I was also very clingy to him, but I was trying to control myself, not wanting to annoy him, it's just that my body is navigating itself to be around him, involuntarily. Maybe it's the baby, wanting to be around its father, or maybe it's my body naturally navigating towards him.

Maybe both.

"Mmmm yes… I think I'm not gonna leave the bed today" I confessed, sleepy, his side of the bed smelled so much like him, I swear this must be heaven.

"Fuck baby, how am I going to resist? I just want to cuddle you and hold you in my arms and do other things in between" he groaned from where he was in the car and I could see him adjusting himself as he gave me a well-known now look.

"Erling! Are you hard at work?!" Suddenly I was very much awake.

"Work hard, hard at work, same shit" he joked making me giggle.

"Baby, you have to be on the pitch in less than 30mins…" I said, looking sadly at him as he groaned.

"But how about today after practice you come straight home and we have a nice shower together" I suggested making him groan loudly. He loves shower sex with a passion.

"Fucking hell, if I'm gonna get a fine for speeding it's on you" he joked.

"Have I told you you're beautiful today?" He gave me a fost smile, making me blush at the compliment.

I have to admit I don't feel beautiful right now, I feel kind of bloated and always on the verge of crying.

"Have you seen yourself, you are the beautiful one between us, especially now, look at my hair! You look like an angel and I look homeless" I hid my head under the cover, making him laugh.

"You look perfect, there is something different though, not sure what but you look absolutely stunning," he said making me blush.

Was the pregnancy visible already?

"Go to practice, you giant sap!" I joked as he realised the time and rushed out of the car, taking his bag with him "damn, well, I have to run baby, I'll be back as soon as possible, I love you my little angel" he blew me kissed "I love you too, my Viking, good luck!! See you at home in a bit!" I send him kisses back before we closed the call.

I put the phone on the nightstand and was out like a light.

I woke up on the verge of an orgasm "Erling!" I moaned loudly as my orgasm hit me, throwing my head back on the pillow, putting my hand on his hair, and pulling at it. I didn't even know if I was pushing him away or pulling him closer.

"Fucking hell, Erling, you should be illegal…" I moaned feeling the aftershocks and I tried to pull him up to me.

"I couldn't help myself, you looked so good, my love," he said moving up so he was towering over me, naked, making me blush when I feel his cock pulsing against my entrance.

I'm not sure if it's me or the pregnancy hormones, but damn was I horny, all the damn time.

I just can't help it, he's too sexy.

He leaned in to kiss me slowly, I felt the tip of his cock pushing in, making me moan, I moved my hands to his hips, more like his ass, as I tried to pull him closer.

Damn was this heaven? It must be.

"Fuck baby, where is the rush?" He groaned as he moved his hips until he was fully in me, filling me up to the brim.

"Fucking hell, Erling, were you always this big?" I moaned at the stretch, he was huge.

"I don't even know, I feel like I can cum anytime, you feel so fucking good, so tight and warm and so damn wet, baby, you are going to be the death of me" he groaned moving his hips slowly as we both tried not to orgasm.

"You're still dressed…" he said, moving his arms so he was resting his weight on his forearms, putting his hands under my shirt to play with my boobs.

"Fuck, just be gentle, my boobs hurt…" I put my hands on him, making him stop and look up at me worried "was I too rough with them last time?"

"No, love, just my body being weird, sometimes they get more sensitive… Like before periods and stuff…" I tried to play it cool, but I hated lying to him.

"Ok…" he said, still looking uncertain.

"Sorry to ruin the mood…" I said, ashamed.

"What, no! You didn't ruin anything! We should discuss about those things, like please, don't feel afraid to speak up to me, to let me know what you are feeling" he said, moving a piece of hair behind my ear, and kissing my nose.

"I love you so much, Erling… But now hurry up before I start crying" I said as I tried to contain my tears.

"Your wish is my command" he started moving again, making us both moan at the intense feeling.

We ended up reaching our highs at the same time, with him coming into me. He tried to lie on me, but I didn't want to accidentally hurt the back, so I made him turn us around, lying on top of him, cuddling up to his chest with him still inside me.

Heaven.

"I love you, my cuddle bug" he kissed the top of my head, pulling the covers over us, knowing how cold I always get after an orgasm.

"I love you too, I'm so sleepy though…" I yawned making him chuckle.

Before I could hear his reply I was already out.

I woke up a few hours late, it was already getting dark outside, I didn't want to leave but I had to pee so badly. I had to.

After I relieved myself, I went down to search for Erling and food.

I didn't eat anything today and I was starving.

I searched for him around the house, but I couldn't find him.

Where was he? Did he go out?

I went into the living room, to check if the car was in the driveway and it was.

So he's home but where is he?

I went back to the hallway, making my way to check if he was outside, in the back garden when I heard his voice.

Loud.

He was definitely angry, he was yelling at someone.

"She makes shit money! So!" He yelled and I could hear someone else speaking after but I couldn't make out what they were saying.

I made my way to the office door, my heart was beating faster, suddenly I don't feel hungry anymore, I feel like I'm going to throw up any moment.

"Of course, I'm not fucking stupid, I work hard for my money, I'm not going to have some gold digger take it," he said angrily.

Gold digger? What is he talking about, who is trying to take his money away?

"Son, please listen to him, this is important," someone said, was it his father? Why was his father here? What is happening?

Everything was fine a few hours earlier.

Erling responded in Norwegian, I couldn't understand a thing he was saying but then the other person started speaking and my stomach sink when I heard him explaining the importance of separating the money, especially in cases like this where one of the spouses makes a lot of money and the other doesn't, one is rich and one is poor, how it would protect Erling's money and himself, that the prenup is essential in situations like this. He explained about clauses they could include to be extra safe, just in case, even about having kids only after a certain period, when it was convenient for his career. About me not getting access to any money even if I was having his baby, only the baby having access to it after a certain age, about him getting the main custody if the case came and we would get a divorce. How he would be able to have the last word in the conception of the child, he could decide if not to keep it if it wasn't conceived as per the clauses, he could make me have an abortion or not legally recognize the child as his. How some celebrities like to include body rules such as the spouse having to be in top shape, a certain weight and healthy. How he could sue me if I don't follow the rules? And some other horrible things.

I couldn't hear anymore, I was crying, full-on sobbing by the time I made it back into our room.

His room.

A prenuptial agreement.

A prenup? They are talking about our wedding? About my body. As if it was a transaction, a business contract.

How could he think something like this about me?

A gold digger?

He wanted to have 100% control of my body, to be able to call the shots about having a baby, to be able to force me to have an abortion if the time wasn't right for him. To have me removed from the child's life if we get a divorce?

How is this the same man I fell in love with?

How could I be so fucking stupid to think that good things actually happen to me?

Everyone around me hurt me, tried to tear me down to pieces, and left me when I needed them, of course, he had to fucking be the same.

He made me think he was all in when in reality he was all out.

The thing is, I don't even care about his money, sure it's nice to be able not to worry about money, but I grew up poor, all my life I've worked for what I wanted, I indeed didn't make much money, nothing remotely close to him, but I don't fucking need his money!

I don't need any expensive presents, or trip or brand clothes or whatever else luxury he offered me.

I just wanted him.

The thing is I would have signed a prenup, I don't want his money, if this was all it was about I would have signed it.

But him having the last word on my body? How is this normal?

We were supposed to be a family.

I wanted to be a family.

He said he wanted us to be a family.

Was it all a lie?

Why did he insist on getting married, he was the one proposing, was it to catch me under a contract?

How could heaven turn into hell in a matter of hours?

Did he know I was pregnant, was my bump visible? Did he want me to get rid of it?

Of our baby. Our poor innocent baby.

I loved Erling with all I have I also loved our baby.

Why would he make me choose between them… I just couldn't.

I was sobbing so hard hugging myself, trying to use the covers to protect my tummy.

From me, from him, from everyone.

After a few minutes, I get up from bed hearing a car engine and some noise out.

I walked to the balcony door, I couldn't see much since it faced the backyard, but I saw Erling on the pitch, furiously kicking the balls one by one at the back of the net. At one point I wasn't even sure how the net was even holding up with the force of his kicks.

I smiled sadly, another wave of tears making their way into my eyes.

I thought I would get to see them play together, in our backyard, watching our tiny little pumpkin, a small version of Erling, run around after his father, playing footie together.

Why was life this cruel?

At one point I fell asleep, exhausted from crying so much but was woken up by Erling kicking the door of our room as he made his way to the bed, moving under the covers so he was close to me, kissing around my face to get me to open up my eyes.

I didn't want to open my eyes, to see him, for him to see me. He would know I cried.

He smelled so good though, his hair was not fully dry, and he must have taken a shower.

"Baby? Are you awake?" He asked softly, kissing my neck.

"Mmmm no…" I responded sleepy, I was so exhausted.

"I want you so bad, baby…" he groaned, moving closer so he could rub his hardness on my thigh, trying to put his hands under my shirt to lift it up and when he touched my tummy I suddenly was wide awake, pushing his hand away, moving away from him "Erling, no! Stop it!" I tried pushing him when he insisted, making him groan.

He smelled like alcohol. Which was rare, he barely drinks alcohol.

"Oh so now you suddenly don't want me! Not too long ago you were throwing yourself at me! Now you're being a bitch about it!" He yelled, moving on his side, throwing the covers off as he got up angrily "You know how many girls throw themselves at me? And you refuse me. Fucking hell, I'll go fucking take care of myself in the guest room! Don't wait for me, I'll sleep there." He left yelling, hurting me yet again with his words.

I've never refused him, not since we first slept together, my first time.

But then again he never put me in this situation.

I took his pillow and cuddled it to my chest, crying myself to sleep.

The next morning I woke up with the need to throw up, I ran to the bathroom to empty my stomach, not that I ate much yesterday, just some cereal.

I washed my teeth and took a shower, dressing into some yoga pants and a t-shirt, I had to stop myself from taking one of Erling's.

I made my way downstairs, preparing a cup of tea.

I opened the fridge to check what we have, wanting to prepare something to eat.

I had such weird cravings that now I wanted to eat toast with butter, jam and ham.

I prepared the food, eating by the time Erling made his way downstairs.

He was shirtless, hair tied, and he was wearing shorts and socks.

He didn't say anything to me as he made his way to the fridge, getting out some orange juice, eggs and bacon.

He looked so intimidating, was he always this big?

"I made you some tea…" I said in a soft voice, almost afraid of his reaction.

"Thanks." He said coldly.

At least he didn't yell at me.

He was preparing himself breakfast, coming to sit across me on the stool.

I started eating again, suddenly feeling very vulnerable in front of him, he lifted his gaze, looking straight at me "you should lay down on the carbs, your face looks all puffy, the bad eating habits are catching up on you he" he said nonchalantly.

I suddenly didn't feel hungry anymore, I feel sick again, tears filling my eyes, I tried not to cry but felt his cold stare, judging me, and with all the emotions I'd felt the past 2 days, I just was so damn emotional.

"Oh come on, you can't be possibly crying because of this" he groaned, facepalming.

I just didn't know what to do, I wanted to confront him but I was so damn scared, he looked at me with such a cold stare, I'm not used to this kind of Erling.

I swear he wasn't like that before or was that just me? Was I blind? Was he always like that?

"Can you please just shut up so I can eat my fucking breakfast in peace?" He said, fist bumping into the counter making me whimper scared by the noise.

"I heard you" I composed myself "yesterday, in the office, you were talking with your dad and your lawyer…" I continued.

"Oh, so this is what it's about. This is why you're acting like a bitch?" He said, angry.

"A bitch? How am I a bitch? By doing what?" I asked, sniffing my nose.

"By acting like this, refusing to sleep with me yesterday and acting like a princess! Like you're so hurt!" He said rolling his eyes.

"I am hurt, wouldn't you be if you were in my place? How would you feel?" I asked him, crying.

"I would be fucking mature, unlike you, this is what normal people do in our situation! I have the right to protect my money!" He said, basically yelling.

"Have I said something about money, why is it all suddenly about money, we are supposed to get married not sign a transaction, a fucking contract! Why would you think I care about your money, you know I hate it when you buy me things or spend money on me…"

"Then why is it such a big deal?! We will have a prenup and end of the deal." He interrupted me.

"Because it's not the fucking money part I'm worried about, it's everything else, the way you guys spoke about my body, about how you could control what I eat and drink and look, you can call shots on my body and all the pregnancy/children stuff. Erling, that's fucked up, completely fucked up." I cried.

"It's like you're fucking buying something, I'm not a fucking car, you can't customize me to your liking, I'm a fucking human, I have feelings too… I gave my all to you, I just have nothing else to give…" I was barely breathing by the time I was done with my rant, but he wasn't much fazed by any of it.

"Fucking say something!" I had enough after we stayed in silence, him watching me as I cried.

"What do you want me to say?" He said, much softer this time but I was not having any of it.

"Tell me when did you start having these kinds of thoughts, did you always think of me as a gold digger, did you always think I dressed badly, that I look bad, that I'm too fat, that you want to be the one to call the shots on what I wear, eat, look? Was I always not enough for you? Do you really want to get married to me, have a family with me?" I asked, searching for his eyes.

"We will continue this after my practice, I have to leave, I'm gonna be late," he said when his phone rang, it was jack, I could see his name on the screen.

Before he leave, I reached for his hand, stopping him "Did you ever love me, truly love me?" I asked softly, between tears.

"We will talk later, I'll be back as soon as I finish the practice" he brushed me off just like that, kissing my hand before getting up, answering Grealish as he rushed to get ready.

"What's up mate, you busy? Something happened?" I could hear Grealish ask.

"Nah, nothing important, just getting ready for practice, I'm in a bit of a hurry," Erling said as he got dressed, I could hear him running around, talking to Grealish about a football game before getting his practice bag and keys and then leaving.

All while I was here confessing my feelings, crying my heart out, baring myself to him.

But then again, it seems like all I was for him was "nothing important".

He didn't have time to talk to me, but he had time to talk to Grealish. He had time for football.

I knew football came first, I fully supported him to follow his passion, always assuming him that I was not mad when he wouldn't make it to my birthday, our anniversary, work party, or doctor's appointment, I really wasn't.

I understood him, I knew what I was getting myself into but to this extent?

I may have been aware of what I was getting myself into and accepted it at some point but what about our baby? He didn't ask to be brought up into this mess.

Our baby, the innocent baby growing up in my tummy, the baby he potentially wants dead.

I feel so betrayed.

So hurt.

Why did he take the time and effort to rebuild my broken heart just to break it into even smaller pieces?

He teared up everything, he offered me a home, a family, and love but it was all a sick joke.

Was he making fun of me?

Was playing with my heart fun for him?

How could I ever recover from this?

I sat there in the kitchen, staring at the picture of us pinned on the fridge.

After what felt like hours I got up, and cleaned the counter, the plates and everything before going up to our, no, his room to pack my clothes, I'm not staying here any longer, it's clear that I got the wrong message, all this stress and fights and crying isn't good for the baby, the least I can do is leave now, while I still have the last tiny piece of dignity left.

I searched for my bag, putting in the stuff I came here with, nothing of what Erling ever bought me, no brand clothes, no expensive perfume, nothing. I took my work stuff from the office, getting everything ready in front of the main door, making sure I didn't leave anything behind before I made my way upstairs again, to his room, there was something else I needed to leave there.

I was crying again by the time I reached the bed, it was nicely made, everything was in order, I made sure to clean after me and I packed, it somehow looked almost empty.

I walked to the mirror in the corner, uniting my necklace, then the earring. My neck looked so bare, I could still feel the ghost of the jewellery there.

Just like I feel the ghost of our relationship.

I put them on his nightstand, then finally reached for the engagement ring, the last piece of his.

I slowly got it off my finger, lifting it up to my lips to kiss it before putting it down on the nightstand, with the rest of his stuff.

I started walking, not even looking back once. I took my bags and closed the door behind me, locking it, right on time I got the notification that the uber arrived.

I looked back at it as I made my way to the gate, luckily no one was there, Erling has some people who manage his outside area, gardening and everything.

I closed the gate after me, put the keys in the mailbox, and gave the house one last look before getting in the uber and leaving. I was crying the whole ride, but to my luck, the uber guy didn't comment on it, he just gave me a sad smile, offering to help me with my bags when we arrived at Olivia's place.

I went up to her door, ringing the bell.

I didn't even call beforehand, hopefully, she's home.

I was relieved when she opened the door, shocked to see me there and in that state.

"What the hell happened?!" She pulled me in, hugging me as I cried into her neck.

---------- Erling's POV 3rd person

Erling took the time to think about what happened.

He felt so fucking guilty. She was right, he was an asshole, a complete asshole.

To be honest, he didn't even want a prenup himself, with all the bullshit clauses and shit, but his father and his lawyer were trying to get him to agree to have one before marrying her.

He wanted a family, all in, he wanted to have as many kids as possible, whenever it was meant to be, he didn't want it to be a contract, to force her to have his kids when his carer allowed, to have that control over her body.

He loved her.

He should have fought with them for her, to defend her, he knows she's not a gold digger, she's nothing like that, she's the love of his life.

He's already spoken to his dad on the way home, calling off the deal, even though it wasn't even something settled. But he wanted to let him know it was a straight no.

He was going to make it right, hopefully, she will forgive him.

Even though he doesn't deserve it.

He's such an idiot.

Really.

She gave herself fully to him, with no conditions, no clauses, full commitment and support.

She bared herself to him, all her past, flaws and imperfections, there for him, and he used them to hurt her.

He knew what she was afraid of, and how much she wanted a home, a family, and a safe environment. She was afraid of her feelings not being returned, of people leaving her.

And here he was, making promises just to tear them down.

He was the biggest asshole on this planet.

He used the remote to open the gates, park the car in front of the house, getting his bag from the back before making his way inside.

He was met with complete silence as he went to get a glass of water from the kitchen, hoping she was there.

She wasn't, the kitchen was clean, he went to throw the peels of the orange he ate on the way home in the trash when he saw the toast she was eating when he made that comment about her body.

"Fucking asshole, that's what I am!" He closed the door of the cabinet with a little too much force, making everything on it shake.

His poor girl, she didn't deserve such an asshole by her side.

Erling went to the living room in hopes of finding her, but with no luck, he called out her name, worried when he didn't get a response.

He knew she wasn't feeling well, she went to the doctor last week and was taking some medication and vitamins, what if something happened to her?

She wasn't eating much lately, and whatever she ate, she ended up throwing up.

And as the biggest asshole, he commented on her weight.

He made his way upstairs, searching for her, calling out her name again but nothing.

She wasn't there.

He felt his stomach sinking.

Something was not right.

He went to their room and he knew it.

It felt empty.

He knew it before he even saw the ring on his nightstand, she was gone.

She left.

She left him.

Went to their shared walk-in closet, some of her clothes were still there, but most of her stuff was gone.

He took a hoodie, it was a Gucci x Adidas one, with the logos in blue.

Erling smiled sadly at it, he got it for her during his trip to London, for the match with Arsenal. He went shopping and missed her like crazy, even though he was only gone for a day, nonetheless day he ended up buying half the stores for her while only buying a pair of Nike for himself.

He just loved spoiling her, he had the money, so why not use it to make someone who makes him happy, happy?

He brought the hoodie to his face, smelling it.

It smelled like her…

He went through the stuff, still crying as he hugged the clothes to his chest, flinging her Chanel perfume, he brought it for her not too long ago, he saw as he was brushing his teeth that her old one was almost empty and he made it his mission to replace it with a new one.

He stopped by the store on the way from practice to get it.

He smiled sadly, smelling it.

He made his way to the nightstand, where the ring was, still holding her hoodie, as he reached for the ring, surprised to also see her necklace and earrings there.

Then the realisation hit him, she didn't take anything he brought her, anything that was brought with his money.

She only took what she brought.

At this point he was on his knees in front of the bed, sobbing into the hoodie.

"It's all my fucking fault!" He shouted, getting up, and punching the wall, he was so fucking angry at himself, at everyone around him, why did none of them tell him what an asshole was he is, what he was doing to her.

Now here he was, alone.

He lost the love of his fucking life.

He wanted to trash the room, hell, the house, to break everything!

But he couldn't, this room was all he had left of her.

She made a home of this house, and now that she left it feels like everything was just a dream.

A nightmare.

He had to find her.

He tried calling her, but of course, she didn't pick up.

But it was a good sign, at least she didn't block him.

That must count as something. Right?

He tried calling Olivia but her phone was off.

He tried to call her best friends but they didn't know anything, plus they were in another country, it's not like she could have gone to them. They all threatened to kill him if he was not gonna make it right with her.

He couldn't call her mom since she didn't speak English so that was out of the picture, most of her family didn't speak English either.

Plus he knew her, she doesn't open up about her stuff, not even to her family.

So what should he do, where should he search for her?!

He was interrupted by his phone ringtone, he quickly picked up, without even looking, hopping to her "Yes??"

"Erling, son, I've got a package for your girl, I called her but she said to throw it away, but she didn't sound fine on the phone, did something happen? Can you come downstairs?" Lucas said, he was the one taking care of the house and everyone else working around the house. He's like a grandfather to Erling.

"I'll be down in a second" Erling ran downstairs.

"Erling, son, what happened? Are you ok?" Lucas said shocked, he never saw Erling cry before, the guy was a walking sunshine, always smiling and laughing.

"I fucked up, Lucas, I fucked up so bad, I hurt her and she left, while I was at practice…" Erling said, accepting Lucas's hug, crying into his shoulder.

"Oh you poor boy, I'm sure you're going to sort it out, you're not one to quit. You have to fight for her! We are Vikings, we aren't afraid to fight! Especially for what we love and you my boy, love her, I can see that and I'm sure she can see it too…" Lucas told him, trying to calm him down.

"I love her, so damn much, but for some reason I keep fucking up, treating her like shit. She deserves better…" Erling says drying his tears with the back of his hand, nervously brushing his hair with his fingers.

"Well, she loves you, wants you. This is what matters." Lucas patted his back.

"Where is the package?" Erling asked, before finding it. It was a small package, from Amazon. He looked confused at it, what could it be?

"I think this is something important. I called her to let her know she got a package since you were at practice and no one was home, and she begged me to throw it away, to not give it to you, to promise her I won't let you see it. She was crying, quite hard on the phone. I figured out you must have been fighting or something, I didn't know she left, but whatever it's in here, it must be related to your guy's fight. Maybe it would help you find her, win her back? God knows…" Lucas explained handing it to Erling.

"My poor girl, she was crying because of me…" Erling took the box, it looked even smaller in his hands.

He felt bad for doing it, it was supposed to be private, but he had to.

She must be hiding something if she begged Lucas not to let him see it.

But what could it be?

He opened the package carefully, whatever it was inside it was carefully wrapped.

Erling put the package away and unwrapped the bubble wrap, a small white box was inside it.

He took it into his hands, it was so small, what could be inside that he should not see?

He opened the lid, both him and Lucas looking intrigued.

He gasped when he saw what was inside.

A tiny pair of baby blue sports shoes, over what looked like a baby-sized Manchester City home equipment. He reached in to take the shoes out to be able to see what was written on the back of the shirt it was the number 9, his number, with 'Haaland' on top and right under it was 'Daddy's #1 fan'.

He reached in to take the small t-shirt out, with a trembling hand, it looked so tiny compared to his hands, Erling was crying by then "I'm going to be a dad…? She's pregnant with my baby, she has my baby in her tummy?" He cried falling down on his knees as he held the box to his chest.

He fucked up so fucking bad.

"Congratulations my son, I'm sorry that you got to find out like that but it's better than not knowing…" Lucas said, patting the back of my head "Now man up Erling, you've got a fight to make, you've got to be strong for your girl and your baby. Don't let them down, they need you" Lucas said, offering him a hand to pull him up.

Erling took his hand and got up, drying his tears, he was going to find her, wherever she was.

"I have to leave", he said, getting his car keys, not letting go of the box.

"I'm gonna get her back home", Erling said to Lucas who cheered for him "that's my boy! A true Viking!"

"Thank you, Lucas, for everything…" Erling hugged him and Lucas chuckled "Of course, my boy, I had a feeling it was something important you had to know about. Now go!"

Erling got into the car, pump the box in the passenger seat, driving off to Olivia's house.

She must be there.

Has to be.

He finally reached it, it was quite a long ride from his house. He got out of the car quickly.

He walked (more like ran) to Olivia's front door, ringing the bell while also knocking on the door, well, hitting it with the side of his fist.

"Open up before I break this damn door down, Olivia! I know you're there!" Erling yelled, hitting it stronger.

He was prepared to bodyslam the door when Olivia opened the door.

"What the hell, Haaland, you'll have to pay for breaking my fucking door! What has gotten into your caveman head?!" She asked angry and scared at the same time.

"Send me the details, I'll pay for the door, now where is she?" Erling asked, looking around for any sign of her.

"She's not here, hold on! Did I say you could come in? Where are your manners?! You can't just come into my house just like that!" Olivia tried to stop him, blocking his access, trying to stop him.

"I left my manners back in Norway, now cut the crap, I know she's here I can see her shoes, so get out of my way. I don't want to hurt you, but if you are standing in the way, between me and what's MINE, I won't hesitate." He said coldly, making Olivia shiver, damn how was this her life?!

She wanted to protect her friend but he can't stand in front of this! He looks feral.

"Leave her alone, Erling, I'm here" a soft voice could be heard from the top of the stairs, making him push past Olivia to get there, standing in front of his girl.

"My love, I'm so sorry, I'm such an asshole, the biggest asshole on this planet, but I love you, with all my heart, I swear, you are the love of my life, my soulmate. Please let me explain, I swear it wasn't like that, I didn't and I still don't want a prenup! They were trying to get me to have one, trying to get in my head and I swear to you I didn't want one, but then you refused to sleep with me and all and I got so angry, I drank a lot too, so the next day I fucked up even worse. I just let my impulsive nature win, when you said you overheard us I immediately thought this was why you were acting like this to make me pull off the deal and I couldn't help but think they were right, but I know it's nothing like that…" Erling rambled, between tears, holding her hands as she slowly got down the stairs, closer to him, but still not on the ground, being at the same level as his.

"I understand it all now and it makes the situation even worse now, I fucked up so bad, you were just trying to protect our little miracle" he finished softly, eyes trailing down to her tummy, then back to her eyes "may I please touch?" He begged.

---------- back to her POV, 1st person -------------

"You can touch, it's our baby…" I softly replied between tears, walking downstairs so I was closer to him.

He got on his knees, shocking me since I was only expecting him to put his hands on my tummy, but no, he lifted my hoodie up and kissed my barely existing baby bump "Our tiny miracle, I'm so sorry for what I put you and your mommy through… I swear I'm going to be better, I'm going to be the best father to you and the best husband to your mommy" Erling nuzzled into my tummy, placing kisses all over it, still crying softly.

I was crying too, my hands were trembling, I wanted to touch him, to hold him, to be in his arms.

He must have sensed it because he lifted his gaze, staring into my eyes with his big blue-greenish eyes.

I felt myself melting in a puddle.

"Baby, please don't refuse this, it belongs to you, please marry me, even though I don't deserve you" he begged and I couldn't help myself, I could not say no, he was so sincere, I could feel it.

"Only if you promise to never separate me from my child, to force me to have an abortion or anything like this," I asked, looking into his eyes.

"I swear baby, never, there won't be any prenup bullshit between us, nothing, what's mine is yours, I'll marry you today, my love, fuck whoever has a different opinion on this. It's our business, none of them!" He said, making me chuckle.

"Well in that case yes. I don't mind a prenup for the money part but anything else is a straight NO from me…" I said, running my fingers through his soft hair as he puts the ring back on my finger, kissing it, before kissing my tummy, then getting up, smiling down at me, holding my hand in his much bigger ones, leaning down to kiss me, but I stopped him backing up a few steps until I was taller than him.

I then moved my hands to his shoulders, looking down at him "Now stay there and kiss me, Haaland, face my everyday struggle" I giggled.

He got on the tip of his toes to be able to kiss me, it was so weird to have the roles reversed, I couldn't help but laugh into the kiss.

"You're too far away, I need you closer," he said, pulling me gently.

"Erling!" I giggled as he lifted me up, putting my legs around his waist, and arms around his shoulders.

"We won't be able to do that much longer, with the baby bump in the way" I smiled down at him, I could feel the happiness radiating out of him, his eyes were sparkling and he smiled so big at me. His eyes were still teary, mine too but we were so happy.

We ended up making out in Olivia's hallway until she interrupted.

"I brought your bags, go have sex at yours, I've seen enough. Happy to see you guys have made up, congrats on the baby, but Erling, my man, I don't think you can put another one in at this moment, maybe wait for this one to be born" Olivia joked, she was blushing.

"Doesn't mean I can't try" he smirked, kissing my flushed cheek.

"Erling!" I hid my face in his neck.

"Come on, let's go home, my love," he said, reaching for the bags.

I tried to get down but he refused to let go of me "I have to use the bathroom real quick…" I blushed, I just couldn't help it, I have to pee 100 times per day lately.

"I'll miss you…" Erling whined, but put me down, kissing my forehead and squeezing my butt as he adjusted himself in his pants, but there was just so much he could hide.

Damn, I can't wait for it to be inside me. I thought while I have him a look, pretty sure he understood my thoughts, gulping as he squeezed himself.

"I must be in a porn movie, damn you guys! Keep it PG!" Olivia groaned and I felt my cheeks getting even warmer.

"Be back in a second!!" I run to the bathroom, doing my business before running back to find Erling and Olivia standing in the hallway, looking so damn awkward.

Erling took my coat and was using it to hide his problem while holding both my bags.

I took the coat from him, he helped me put it on and I thanked him with a kiss on the lips.

I put my shoes on and was about to leave when Olivia spoke "didn't know you finally got the pet snake you always wanted?"

"Pet snake, what are you on about? Erling hates snakes…?" I asked confused, not following up but Olivia gestured to Erling's very much tented pants and it finally clicked in my brain.

"Olivia!! That's the worst joke!" I facepalmed, blushing while I put myself between them to hide it from her.

It was for my eyes only, I should be the only one to see this "stop looking at my boy's cock, for God's sake, that's mine!" I said possessively, giving her a death stare.

She put her hands up "I can't just not look, it's out there! I can't unsee it now! I need to wash my eyes with bleach! Now go, out!" She groaned, pushing us both out.

"I love when you get this possessive of me… Turns me on so much, but don't worry my love, I'm all yours, it's all yours" he said, putting the bags in the back and helping me into the car before getting into the driver seat, taking my hand into his bigger one to bring it to his lips.

"I'm all yours too, just please don't pull something like this again… You really hurt me" I said.

"I swear I won't baby, you and our little angel come first, I'm going to be better for you, I swear. I'm going to be the best father for our baby and the best husband for my princess" he kissed my hand again, using the other hand to rub at my tummy.

I feel butterflies erupting in my tummy every time he touches it.

"I promise I'll be better too, I know I haven't been the best either, I'm not good with my feelings or dealing with emotions, but I'll get there, I swear, I'll try my best to be a good mommy for our little miracle and a good wife for you" I took to put my hand over his on my tummy, smiling down at it.

"You already are, it's me fucking everything up, you were protecting our baby, being the best mommy for our little one… The worst is that you had to protect our child from me, I'm supposed to be the one protecting you both…" he smiled sadly at me.

"You didn't know, it's my fault too, I should have talked to you instead of pushing you away and I put things out of context, I now know it wasn't you who requested all the horrible clauses, but I just, was so fucking afraid, it seemed like you wanted to protect yourself from the responsibility of having a child, and I thought that you would force me to have an abortion or force me out of their life… I know it's fucked up that I thought in such a way about you, but I couldn't help it…" I was crying by the time I was done as he hugged me, the best he could since the console was between us.

"It's not your fault baby, it's all me, I'm sorry for all I've put you through, but for what's worth, I never wished to include anything like that in the prenup, if we would had had one, I would not want to have such control over you. It's your body… It may be my baby but you're the one carrying it. And I would never ask you to have an abortion, ever, I want as many kids as possible with you. Can you imagine?! We could have a whole football team!" His eyes were sparkling as he grinned down at me.

"Erling that's 11 babies! I'm not going to give birth to 11 babies! Knowing your genes, they will be giant anyways…" I whined, nuzzling into his neck.

"Oh, I was thinking more like 15? You know so we have a few backups" he said nonchalantly, leaving me speechless.

"ERLING BRAUT HÅLAND! I'm not popping 15 children out of my vagina! Oh my God, 15 pregnancies, I don't even think that's possible!" I slapped his bicep as he laughed at me.

"Oh, don't worry, with a bit of luck we could have some twins or even triplets, you know I like scoring more than one goal, so triplets would be a hat-trick basically! It would be under 15 pregnancies!" He said cheerfully.

"What, no, Erling! I will kill you!" I slapped his bicep but he only laughed more, kissing my forehead before starting the car.

"We will see about that…"

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So Close Yet So Far - Mingyu x Reader - Chapter 5 - Dinner Plans

Synopsis: Your college friend, Kim Mingyu, has had a grip on your heart since the first day you met. Over the past few years, as you acquired more friendships and memories, those feelings only grew. However, recently, Mingyu has seemed a bit more distant, at least when it comes to any ideas of romance. It only gets worse when rumors fly that he's off to Japan to receive a marriage proposal! Unsure what to do, you wonder how you can keep Mingyu by your side without jeopardizing your friendship or your growing feelings. You never expected that waking up one drunken morning next to two hot angels would be your ticket into Mingyu's heart.

Genre: Romance, College!AU, Modern Fantasy, Comedy, Angsty

Length: approx. 5.3k words

Chapter 5 - Dinner Plans

As classes let out for the night, you were relieved to be heading home. Seeing Mingyu had exhausted you more than you thought, and hearing him talk about the fun that he had on his trip only made you feel worse. You needed some space from him for the night, to think over all of the emotions swimming in your brain. You stepped out of your last class of the day, the sun already beginning to set over Seoul. “Maybe I can get Jeonghan to cook again.” You muttered.

"Don't push your luck." You heard a voice, and when you looked over, you saw Jeonghan at your side, linking your arm to his. Without a word, you felt your other arm being snaked around, and you looked to see Joshua. “I’m exhausted.”

“I didn’t even know angels got sleepy like that.” You said. Jeonghan nodded, a sleepy look already starting to form on his face as you chuckled. “Whatever, fine. I might have some leftovers. Just take me home.”

As the three of you walked out, you were stopped by the sound of your name being called. When you looked towards it, you saw Hoshi hurrying over to you. It seemed he was with Minnie, Seungkwan, and Mingyu, and you felt a small hint of dread tickle the pit of your stomach. Hoshi smiled as he finally reached you.

“We were waiting! Do you guys want to come to karaoke?!”

“Karaoke?” Joshua asked.

“Yeah! We were just talking about how it’s been a while. With Mingyu back, we’re all together again and we can go.”

“Uh, well-.” You began to stammer. “I was feeling a bit tired.”

“Mingyu wants you to come.” He smiled, knowing that comment alone would work to convince you. Turning your head, you saw Mingyu catch your gaze. Even from a distance, you could see him smile and wave to you. “Please. Only for a few songs, and then you can leave.” You couldn’t help but smile.

“Fine.” You said. Hoshi pumped his fists in childlike glee, and before you knew it, Mingyu and the others were headed your way. As they approached, you shimmed out of Joshua and Jeonghan’s grasp, hearing them playfully complain.

“Hey. You’re coming?” Mingyu asked. The genuine happiness on his face made you unable to hold back a bit of excitement. Karaoke, despite everything, did feel nice. Besides, there was no reason for you to be upset. Mingyu was back, woman was not on his arm, which was what you wanted.

“For a little bit.”

“I said we should stop and get something to eat first,” Minnie said. “I’m starving.”

As Mingyu watched you listen to the plan set so perfectly by Minnie and Seungkwan – kind of, it was mainly Seungkwan – he saw your smile slowly drop. He saw you rub your arm, grab your bag, anything to make your hands look busy. It didn’t take a genius to notice something was bothering you. As the group began walking away, Mingyu instead approached you once again. “Are you okay?” He asked. You felt him put his hand on your forehead. “You don’t feel warm.”

That feeling must not have lasted long, because you felt your cheeks burning as if someone was turning on an oven low up to high in a matter of seconds. “I’m fine.” You assured. “Just been a long day. Maybe I need to eat.”

“Ah.” Just then, feeling two people looking in their direction, he turned his head to see Joshua and Jeonghan suddenly at your sides. He frowned a bit. “You guys are coming to, I guess?” He sounded displeased. You looked between the two men at your sides.

They simply responded by looping their arms once again with yours, smiling up at the taller man before them. You couldn’t help but hold back a chuckle. Mingyu’s frown only deepened a bit.

“Of course,” Joshua said. “We’re going to sing a duet.” You felt Joshua squeeze your arm. The matter-of-fact nature of his statement not only shocked Mingyu but you as well.

“You wish,” Jeonghan said, peering over your shoulder. “You sound like a dying rat.”

“Oh, and your voice is so angelic,” Joshua said. You groaned as the two continued to bicker, simply walking past Mingyu and towards your friends up ahead.

“Hey.” Mingyu gasped turning towards them. However, he was blocked out by the duo continuing whatever it was they were bickering over. You kept looking from side to side, trying to get them to knock it off. Mingyu called your name as well, but when you were too distracted to respond, Mingyu quickly hurried after you guys, staying close behind to act as a monitor of the situation.

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The karaoke bar was pretty busy for a Tuesday night. It was filled with high school students, relaxing after a long 14-hour study session, drunk businessmen and women trying to find something enjoyable in their daily routine, and now you guys. Seungkwan and Hoshi hurried into the dim room, only lit up by neon strip lights around the walls and colorful LED lights posted by the doors and lyrics screen. They wasted no time playfully arguing over who got to choose the first song. You looked around, seeing microphones lining the little square table, and an L-shaped plush couch resting up against the wall. The giant flat screen TV was turned on, the logo of the company on at the moment while the first song was decided. You simply took a seat, watching as Joshua and Jeonghan plopped down beside you. They wasted no time pulling out the menu of songs. They huddled together like two little boys reading something they knew they should not be, whispering to one another behind the laminated menu. On your other side, the couch shifted and you saw Mingyu sitting on the other side of you. He looked over at you, smiling sweetly.

“I was thinking of ordering some snacks for the room for all of us. What do you want to eat? You get the first pick.” You watched him hand you one of the food menus. As you opened it and scanned it, you felt the seat move once again, and you glanced to see he that relaxed fully.

Fully.

You noticed he had unbuttoned the first two buttons on his light blue button-up, running a hand through his hair to loosen up some of the tightly combed pieces from this morning. He crossed one of his legs over the over, the heel of his shoe pointing in your direction. You chewed on your lip as you watched his lower body relax as well, his jeans stretching a bit. He let out a deep sigh, seemingly relieved to be off his feet after the walk over. His arm draped over the couch, fingers just barely resting themselves behind you. He was no longer looking at you, watching as your three friends tried to figure out how to use all three of their shared brain cells to determine a fair order as well as get the machine to work. When you saw Mingyu smile in the dark, you had to avoid your eyes. For your sanity.

Your eyes darted down to his bag, which sat half-open on his side. You peeked inside, wondering if your eyes would spot something. When there was nothing but books and study materials to be seen, you felt blood trickle inside your mouth, and you had to release the inside of your cheek from the tight grip between your teeth. Stop it. You thought to yourself. Setting the menu down seemed to alert Mingyu’s attention, but you only smiled.

“I think the popcorn and pretzel bundle sounds good. I’m still full after grabbing food.” Mingyu nodded, before taking the menu to look at himself. You glanced at the door, before quickly standing up. “I’ll be right back…” You said softly, before exiting the room.

“Okay.” He watched you walk out, closing the door gently behind you. Mingyu rested back in his seat, holding the menu himself to read the options. When he looked over to his left, he saw Joshua and Jeonghan were already out of the room as well. He blinked, having to do a double-take to make sure he wasn’t just crazy.

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You walked outside the karaoke bar, allowing the cool night air to tickle your body. A deep exhale escaped your lips and you ran a hand through your hair. You took another deep breath. Then another. Then another. Before you knew it, you were pacing outside the short strip of the karaoke bar, hands moving from your hair to your hips and then to gripping the hem of your shirt. Stop it. You thought to yourself. Don’t be upset. You can’t be upset.

As you turned your heel for another round of pacing, you were surprised – kind of, this was becoming common – to see Jeonghan approach you. He put his hands on your shoulders, stopping you in your tracks. Joshua was approaching as well, occasionally looking to see if anyone was coming to find them from the room. Jeonghan didn’t seem to say anything, simply pulling you into a little, yet comforting hug. Confusion only hit you for a moment, unsure of how you should react to the kind gesture.

Finally, you muttered: “I’m fine.”

“Lying is a sin in some cultures you know.” You heard Jeonghan chuckle a bit at his comment. “You can’t tell me you’re just tired, either. I know tired.”

“I’m fine.” You repeated, pulling yourself away just a bit to look at him. “What do I have to be upset about?”

“You tell us,” Jeonghan said simply. “It’s kind of our job right now to help.”

“We can’t do that if you don’t talk to us,” Joshua added.

“What is there to say?” you asked, shrugging. “I have nothing to be upset about.”

“Not even Mingyu’s little gift?” Jeonghan asked. “You’ve looked upset ever since then…” When he saw you look down at your feet, he hummed. “Aaah, I knew it.”

“Even if that were true, I can’t be upset. I did not ask him for a gift. I have no reason to expect a gift every time Mingyu goes on vacation. He’s not my boyfriend, after all. I got my own hopes up for no reason. I have no right to be selfish and then get upset over it.” You said simply. “So, I’m fine. I will be fine. Drop it.”

“You’re allowed to still be upset,” Joshua said softly, almost gently. You shook your head. “If you said he always buys you something, of course, you’d think he’d-.”

“I said drop it,” you repeated. “I came out here for fresh air, and that’s it. Okay?” You rubbed your eye quickly, feeling an intense pressure forming behind your eyes and deep within your throat. “I don’t want to start anything right now.”

“But-.” Before either Jeonghan or Joshua could say anything more, the door to the karaoke bar opened and you all looked over. Mingyu was standing there, obviously a bit worried about where you disappeared. When he saw the three of you close to one another, Jeonghan still practically holding you in his arms, he frowned.

“What are you doing?” he asked. Jeonghan looked at Joshua, both nodding in silent agreement.

They turned to Mingyu as he approached. “What does it look like? We’re professing our undying love.” Joshua said, complete seriousness in his voice.

“A bit of privacy, please?” Jeonghan requested. You covered your mouth, unable to hide a small laugh. How were the two of them able to be so angelic and gentle, yet so mischievous at the flip of a coin?

“We’re in the middle of the street.” You pointed it out. You watched as Mingyu walked over, gently reaching out and taking your hand. When he got a good look at you, he saw a glimpse of what seemed to be redness in your eyes and a wet spot under your eye. He wasted no time wiping it away.

“If you two are going to keep being a bother to her, then go home.” He said simply. You looked at the duo, who seemed completely unfazed.

“What’s wrong?” Jeonghan asked curiously. He clasped his hands together, eyes sparkling in pure innocence as he came to a realization: “Oh, we misread? We heard the rumors. Are you two dating?”

Mingyu stopped at that question, his face heating up. You saw his frown remain, eyes narrowing in annoyed frustration. You waited quietly for a response from him. Joshua took the silence to add another comment.

“Oh, are you not? Then you shouldn’t involve yourself in her personal affairs, Kim Mingyu.” Joshua smiled a bit.

“Why you-.” Mingyu was about to step forward; a knight wanting to defend the honor of the maiden. However, you held him back by gripping his wrist.

“Let’s just go inside. Seungkwan will kill us if we miss his entire one-man show.” With a deep sigh, Mingyu seemed to exhale all of the jealous anger coursing through his body.

“Fine. Let’s go.” He said. Turning around, he carefully led you back inside, leaving Joshua and Jeonghan to stand alone in the street. Jeonghan took this time to let out a long breath.

“Jeez, this is starting to feel like a mess.” He said.

“We need to find out who the heck has that key chain,” Joshua said. “I genuinely don’t think I can handle seeing her cry about it…”

“That’s the angel in you talking,” Jeonghan said. He started back into the karaoke bar, and Joshua nodded a bit.

“Yeah…” he said, before quickly following her inside.

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Back inside, Mingyu stopped you from continuing into the main room, turning to look at you. You were still rubbing your eyes and your cheeks. When you saw how concerned he was, you smiled.

“It’s just a bit cold outside.” You said. “Even though it’s almost summer, the winds are a bit-.”

“Are you okay?” he asked curiously. Your amused smile fell into an uncomfortable frown. “You’ve been weird since this morning.”

First, it was Joshua and Jeonghan, then Mingyu. Am I that easy to read? You thought to yourself. “I’m fine.” You said, ready to repeat what you said outside to the angels that were holding onto you. “I’m just feeling more tired than usual today.”

Mingyu didn’t believe you. Not because you might have something to hide, but he could just tell. He could tell your tired face, and this was not your tired face. As the front door to the karaoke bar opened, you both heard Joshua and Jeonghan making their way inside. Mingyu frowned.

“Also, how on earth did you get tasked with showing those two around? They didn’t force you or anything, right? Intimidate you?” you held back an amused chuckle.

“No, no. Despite how they like to act, they’re good people.” You assured. “You should get to know them more. Try trusting them. They’ve been nothing but nice to me, if not a bit obnoxious. But look who I hang out with.”

“I feel like that’s a dig to me.” Mingyu pouted.

“You? Never.” Your sarcastic delivery of the comment made him laugh a bit more.

“Seungkwan.” The two of you said in unison, before laughing again. After the moment faded, Mingyu looked down at you, glad to see content and a calmed smile on your face after a full day of looking distressed and distant.

“Hey.” He began. “I was just wondering if you knew where you wanted to.”

“You’re not inside yet?” Mingyu looked up and saw the men at your side like they had been all day. A twitch threatened to pop into his eyes. Why were these two suddenly popping up in the middle of everything at the worst times? Mingyu stopped himself from saying that out loud with a deep sigh.

“Let’s just go inside.” You nodded, and the group of you continued into the room. The minute Mingyu opened the door, a loud belting came from inside.

GEE GEE GEE GEE BABY, BABY!

“Oh my-.” You held back a chuckle, walking in as Hoshi hopped up from his spot on the couch. He immediately handed all of you some light sticks.

“There you are!” he said. “I’m up next!” before immediately cheering and chanting with a very energetic Seungkwan. You took a seat by Minnie, who rhythmically bobbed her little flashing lights to the music, a small smile on her face as she did so. When you looked over at the three boys, wondering who would sit on your open side, Mingyu seemingly wasted no time. You smiled at him as he nestled himself in the seat, Joshua and Jeonghan happy to sit by the eager cheerleader that was Hoshi. It wasn’t long before the group of you began cheering as Seungkwan finished his song and dance routine.

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“Sing with us!” Joshua begged, reaching his hand down to you.

“I really don’t want to sing.” You said.

“Come on, go sing!” Minnie encouraged. She practically pushed you to your feet and into the grasp of Joshua and Jeonghan, both of whom – for angels at least – had pretty mischievous grins plastered on their faces.

“Don’t look at me that way.” You pleaded.

“Just one. I can do one, and it won’t be fun without you.” Jeonghan passed you a microphone.

“What song are we singing?”

“Catallena by Orange Caramel,” Joshua said as he typed the song in. When he saw your confused face, he motioned to Seungkwan. “He suggested it.”

“You’re welcome!” Your friends shouted from behind you. You heard the trot-like beat of the song come up, along with the music video on the screen. Your microphone vibrated, signaling you to sing as the second person in the trio.

“I cannot believe this.” You sighed to yourself. You looked at Joshua, who took the first verse of the song. Despite his actions, he was the calmer of the two boys. How would he handle singing an upbeat quirky song like this?

When he belted out the first dramatic shout-like gasp in an overly dramatic fashion, all the while still having a completely serious face on, you had to hold onto Jeonghan’s hand to keep steady as the entire room roared into laughter.

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As the night ticked on, everyone knew it was time to head home in fear that if they did not, none of them would be able to handle waking up early the next morning for school. Mingyu watched as you pointed in the direction of your own house to the group.

“Do you want me to take you home?” he asked. You looked over. “My driver’s coming to get me since it’s late.”

“Oh, uh-.” Joshua and Jeonghan caught your hesitation.

“We already offered when we were professing our love tonight.” Jeonghan immediately said. “Sorry, Mingyu.” Joshua nodded.

“Professing your what?” Seungkwan asked, just as visibly confused as Minnie and Hoshi.

Mingyu sighed, trying to remember what you said a while back inside the karaoke bar: You should get to know them more.

“Okay.” Mingyu sighed. “Get home safe, okay?” You nodded.

“I will. You guys too.” With a wave and a cluster of warm goodbyes, Seungkwan and Minnie started down their own path, while Mingyu stood patiently by the street, hands in his pockets as he rocked on the heels of his feet. Hoshi, ever diligent, popped beside Mingyu and offered to hang around until his ride got there, not wanting to leave the younger member out in the dark alone, no matter how much Mingyu assured he would be just fine.

As the three of you started on your way, you put your hands in your pockets and tilted your head up to the night sky. Your eyes examined the constellations and the stars around them glittering above your head. “Should I have driven home with him?” You asked, looking over at the men at your side.

“Did you want to?” Jeonghan asked. “You looked hesitant.”

“I don’t know.” You said. “I did. But I was worried if we were alone, it would be awkward. I shouldn’t feel awkward, but I can’t help it.”

“There’s always next time,” Joshua said simply. “Besides, if you’re awkward and uncomfortable, then where’s the fun in that?”

“I guess.” You said. You glanced over to them again as they continued to walk. “What did you guys see him doing when you went to Japan?”

The out-of-the-blue question led both men to fall uncharacteristically silent, eyes straight ahead as they continued to walk. “Hm? You said you saw him shopping.”

“We did.”

“What did he buy?”

“Not sure,” Jeonghan said simply.

“…Lying is a sin in some cultures.” You said, and Jeonghan mentally smacked himself as the words were thrown right back at him. “I won’t be upset. I already told you. Just tell me.”

“We saw him buying some key chain, but we don’t know who he was buying it for. He never used names or gave specifics.” Joshua said simply.

“Besides, we only saw him in one store. The rest of the time he went clothes shopping and then we left when he hung out with his friends. Just like he said.” Jeonghan assured.

For some reason, that didn’t make you feel any better. In fact, the new uncertainty bubbling up in your stomach made you feel worse. If you asked Mingyu for more detail, you worried you would come off as a jealous girlfriend without actually holding that title in reality. What would happen then? You could only nod your head as you fixed the strap of your bag.

“Okay.” You said. A small, reassured smile formed on your face as you walked ahead of Joshua and Jeonghan. “At least we still have to make dinner plans….”

It’s a good thing you walked in front of them because the looks of relief that washed over their faces were too obvious to not be seen.

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“Where do you want to go for dinner?” Mingyu asked, looking at you as you settled beside him in Literature class. You looked over at Joshua and Jeonghan, who found their seats nearby, but a few rows up. They were surrounded by people still trying to get to know them, so you were very pleased not to have to sit with them again today to overhear it all. However, knowing that meant you’d be sitting by Mingyu made you feel nervous in ways you had never felt in this situation before. Trying to respond to the question, you leaned back in your seat and shrugged.

“Chicken?” you asked. “Like always?”

Mingyu looked affected, and you smiled a bit. “Like always? You act like I never take you to nice places.”

“I like chicken.” You said simply.

“Oh, come on.” Mingyu smiled, resting his hand on the desk and using it as a cushion for his cheek as he looked at you. The look he gave you made your anxiety wash away at that moment.

“You said I could pick.”

“Sure. You can pick from one of my very nice choices.” He grinned playfully, and you felt defeated at the sight.

“Well, since you seem to have an idea, let’s hear it,” you said simply.

“There’s a delicious new Italian restaurant that opened in Ilsan. I haven’t been yet, but a friend of mine says they have some of the best pasta around. It’s really fancy too.”

“Fancy?” you asked. “I don’t have anything fancy.”

“Minnie told me you two had plans to go shopping.” You watched Mingyu dig into his back pocket and pull out his wallet. Flipping it open, he handed you a credit card. Your eyes widened. “Buy something.”

His matter-of-fact nature made your entire face explode, and you looked away. “Mingyu, I can’t take your money. I can afford something just fine.”

Mingyu smiled, only pushing the card closer to you. Finally, he set it on top of your textbook. “Let Minnie buy something too. Both of you get lunch and do whatever. It’s my gift to you.”

For some reason the word gift made your heart string pull in your chest like a puppeteer holding a broken marionette doll. You looked down at the card, taking it into your hands. Mingyu immediately put his wallet back into his pocket and turned back to his book, flipping it open to the page you guys were going to focus on in class that day. A moment passed of you trying to decide whether or not to act on Mingyu’s whims, as it seemed he wanted you to. However, you finally pressed the card into his side, alerting his attention back to you.

“I can’t. Gifts like this feel hard to accept….”

As Mingyu took the card, uttering an apology before putting it away, you turned quietly back to your book, flipping it open and focusing all of your attention on reading it. A few rows behind you, however, Joshua and Jeonghan shared a glance, momentarily ignoring the people asking them questions around them. As class began to start, they sat back in their seats and tried to decide what they could do next.

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“You said no?!” Minnie shouted from your side. You saw your friend frown as she tied up her hair into a bun and put the college’s café visor on. You did so as well.

“I felt weird accepting it. He just gave me a card with no expectation of what to spend.”

“I wish someone did that for me!” She gasped. “What is wrong with you recently?”

You frowned. “I just didn’t want him to feel like he had to do that for me. He doesn’t owe me anything…” Minnie frowned.

“You do know that man practically worships the ground you walk on, right?” You sighed.

“He’s just being nice. He’s like that with everyone.”

“Then why didn’t I get the card if he knew we were going shopping together through me way before he mentioned it to you?” She asked. You fell silent. “Exactly.” She said. “Did you at least finalize your plans for dinner?”

“Yeah. He said he wanted to go to a fancy Italian place in Ilsan that just opened. We agreed to go Friday night since we finish class early.”

“So, we have to go shopping to find you a stunning dress to make him fall even more in love with you! Dresses of that nature are really expensive.”

“I’ll be just fine.” You said once again. Your friendly bickering was interrupted by a voice behind you. When you turned, it was Seungkwan calling your name, hands on his hips as he approached.

“Ready to go?” he asked. You both nodded and got yourselves ready for the upcoming rush. “Don’t burn yourself again, please.” You could only laugh a bit at his playful comment.

“Seungkwan-.” Minnie began. “If the person you loved gave you a card to spend on something nice with no expectation of price limit, would you turn it down?”

“If I was a fucking idiot.” Seungkwan said simply. You hung your head and let out a groan of frustration. “Oh. Sorry.” He said, patting you on the shoulder as Minnie snickered a bit.

As the rush of students poured in, ready for something to eat, you all got right to work. Seungkwan and you were serving food and greeting as Minnie rang them up. You were just passing a meal over the counter when two pretty faces popped in front of you. You sighed.

“Yes?” you hummed.

“Aw, you don’t look excited to see us.” Jeonghan frowned.

“I’m kind of busy.” You mentioned.

“Perfect. Then we’ll have-.” As Joshua began rattling off his orders, you couldn’t help but chuckle, shaking your head. Collecting their order into boxes, you passed it over. Without any other conversation, they slid through the line and went to Minnie to pay. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Joshua and Jeonghan pass one of the boxes to Minnie, before pointing in your direction.

“What are you doing?” you asked curiously.

“Well, Mingyu said after class he couldn’t come here. Something about an important phone call he had to return.” Joshua began. “So, we bought you lunch.”

“It was Joshua’s idea.” The brunette angel grew flustered at being thrown under the bus. You saw Minnie slide the carton over to you, before looking up at them again. You smiled a bit, nodding your head.

“Thanks.” You said. “Will you be here when I’m done?”

“Probably,” Jeonghan said. Just like that, the duo found a spot to sit down and begin eating. You looked down at the carton, feeling the warmth radiate onto your hand and your stomach rumble, eager for the meal you did not realize you almost missed. Setting it to the side, you continued with your shift, a smile once again forming on your face.

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Meanwhile, back in the law and politics building, Mingyu was pacing the empty hallway. The sun was already starting to go down, and he knew you were halfway into your shift by now. He watched Joshua and Jeonghan hurry out of the room, Joshua turning towards him and calling out before they disappeared.

We’ll make sure she eats.

Mingyu crossed his arms, the ringing of his phone in his left ear coursing through his entire brain. He had no idea what conversation was waiting on the other line. Finally, he heard:

“Hello?”

“What do you want now Dad? I’m busy.”

“I just heard back from Mr. Myoui.” Mingyu frowned but said nothing as his father continued. “You turned her down before the drinks were delivered!”

“I told you I would! You didn’t believe me.”

“Mr. Myoui is very displeased. He was happy with the arrangement. That’s a huge deal!”

“I’m flattered but I was very polite with her. I told her I was not interested. But I told her we could be friends so business-wise, we can-.”

“You can’t turn her down and expect her to be ready to do business in a few years! Are you out of your mind?”

“I don’t care Dad. I’m done with these blind dates! I don’t want to do them anymore.”

His father was quiet for a second. “…You’re right. You are done with them.” Mingyu sighed. “Because you’re going to make things right with Mr. Myoui and his daughter and fix this!”

“Dad-.”

“I’m not arguing about it. I’m your father, you’re taking over my company, you’ll do as I say!”

“Then I won’t take over the company!”

“Kim Mingyu!” Mingyu immediately hung up the phone, clutching it tightly in his hands. His eyes narrowed in annoyance.

“Fuck!” He shouted, throwing his phone against the wall. The loud sound of the phone connecting with the wall, the snap of the screen shattering as it fell to the floor, all of it felt quiet when compared to Mingyu’s stressed and ragged breathing. He ran a hand through his hair, shaking his head as he walked over to it. Kneeling, Mingyu picked up the shattered pieces. He winced, one of them scratching his hand a bit. Looking down, he saw a faint look of blood poking through the skin of his thumb. “Damn it.” He finished collecting the pieces, tossing the shattered glass in a nearby trash can. He stuck his phone, now cracked and shattered, into his bag, and started down the hallway. As he took a second, pressing his thumb to his lips to try to stop the blood with light pressure, he remembered something that made him feel just a little bit better, a little bit calmer.

He was taking you out to dinner this weekend. And his father couldn’t do anything about it.

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summercreolefanfictioner · 2 years

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pov: you're a vampire girl who's unrequitedly in love with shuu sakamaki

"I always watched over you from afar because you seemed like my love. I thought you felt the same way, although you were looking somewhere else."

A/N: As part of celebrating Shu's birthday, I decided to finally post this headcanon that I've been having. Btw thanks to @crookedherringcolorclodthe2nd and @whitechocolatemochaasblog for encouraging me to continue this headcanon 'cause this one really sounds like a Wattpad novel lol

you were from a prestigious and reputable vampire noble family and as such, you were always expected to behave a certain way

like you're supposed to sit like this, you should never open your mouth so wide when you're laughing, you should never curse

you know... that sexism sht

it was until when you turned 13 that your parents introduced you to the Sakamaki bros

ofc you were kinda scared of them bcos they're Karlheinz's sons and one wrong move your head will be sent rolling on the ground

but apparently it all turned out well cause all of them treat you as their "onee-san" (esp the triplets and Subaru)

but you are mostly close to Shuu, like you two are practically bestfriends

though you end up having this crush on him bcos he looks exactly like your ideal prince charming from all those fairytale books you've been reading, plus he praises your singing skills

what's more, you could relate to each other bcos both your parents pressure you into becoming their perfect children

one day, Shuu told you that his mom opened the topic of him being in an arranged marriage, w/c kinda made you sad a bit

but then he said "You know, I wouldn't mind if you were my bride. After all, we already know each other. Plus, you're my bestfriend."

hmm you don't know if it's romantic or not

so your friendship continued... well, until they were sent to the human world to learn a thing or two abt mortals

but you two would still send letters to each other sometimes

and after many years, your parents told you they accepted Karlheinz's proposal of engagement between you and Shuu

ofc you were happy bcos you had a crush on him for a long time and you knew that he is willing to undergo this kind of situation as long as the bride was you

so you were sent to the Sakamaki manor to cohabitate with him and learn a thing or two abt his new life, and ofc you also go to school with them

ofc you knew abt Shuu's trauma and past experience, plus the pressure Beatrix had put on him, basically you thought you were the closest person to him

in fact you're the only one who still calls him Ririe

until you saw another side of him, like he makes perverted jokes, he worked as a cashier, he pretends to be asleep so he could prank Yui that he died (y do u do this)

and most of all, it was a shock to you that Shuu was in love with someone else

and with a mortal from the school nonetheless

this made you question yourself like why he's in love with a lowly mortal and not you, but at the same time, you can't blame him bcos the girl was a pretty ball of sunshine and you wanted him to be happy

so you distanced yourself from him, even moved out of the manor and rented an apartment unit near the school so you can stop yourself from falling deeper

and for some reason, things got a bit weird bcos Shuu suddenly showed up in his classes and even managed to get high grades (Reiji doesn't know if he will be relieved by this or not)

and whenever there are partner projects, you push him to choose that mortal girl, but he always picks you bcos you're his friend, he knows you better than anyone etc

you just wish he would stop being so kind so you can mend your broken heart easily

then a dance party at school was announced, something like going in pairs

during PE, you heard that this mortal girl was single, prob broke up with a cheating bf and decided to ask Shuu

and then a few days after that, you heard other girls from class say Shuu already has a date to the party

so you're dreaded going to said party like you can't pretend you don't like him and you're happy for them

the triplets were aware of your distress so Ayato said "If you don't come to the party, then it's like you're letting him get to you."

Laito "If you don't have a date, then we can be your bodyguards, you know? Plus, we have Subaru who will shoo away your pesky suitors."

so the party came and yes, you were guarded by Subaru and the triplets

Shuu was constantly asking you for a dance (woooow this is new) but you were like "Laito wanted me to dance with him" "I'm gonna go eat first." "I don't like the song. Maybe the next one."

like you're constantly pushing Shuu to that mortal girl

you even grabbed poor Kanato who was abt to eat his cake to the dance floor

thank heavens you didn't get murdered

"Why are you dragging me to your unprogressive love life issues?" "Sorry, Kanato-kun. But please, I don't want Ririe to keep pestering me. I want to move on, you know."

Kanato just sighed and when he twirled you around, he suddenly pushed you

ofc you felt someone catch you and judging by the way this person sighed, you knew it was him

oh no

so you and Shuu danced and you were like "Why are you sticking with me? You should ask that girl out. You said you like her, remember? Plus, she's your date, right?"

"She's not my date."

"Eh? So you didn't ask her?"

but before you could ask further, the mortal girl approached you two, telling Shuu how he lied that he doesn't have a date for the party when he's clearly dancing with you

it was a misunderstanding

he was supposed to ask her, not you

so you run off to the hallways to save face, with him following behind you

istg Reiji and the others watched the two of you like a movie scene ("Good grief, these two.")

when Shuu managed to catch up after you, he asked why you left like that and you kept making excuses like you had an emergency situation or you remembered leaving something in your apartment

"Y/N, just stop it. We need to talk."

"We have nothing to talk about, Ririe."

"Yes, we do. You keep avoiding me. What's wrong with you? You used to tell me everything."

and out of frustration and pent-up feelings, you kissed him... then it turned into a full-blown makeout session

but afterward you let him go, your face red and tears flowing from your eyes as you said

"I hope that explains everything that I wanted to say."

and he never saw you after that

you moved out of your apartment, you stopped going to school

he even contacted your parents but they said they don't know where you went

however, you informed them that you were still somewhere in Japan

and yes, you are still willing to go with the engagement (ofc you would bcos you don't want to face Karlheinz's wrath)

Shuu spent his days longing abt you, and it took him weeks before admitting that you were really special to him, even more than that mortal girl

but he wasn't in love with you... at least not yet

after 3 months, the boys were sent out by Karlheinz on a forced vacation in Hokkaido, something about bonding in a hotel with onsen and all that stuff

Subaru locked himself up in his coffin while Reiji proceeded to arrange all the things they've brought to the hotel

the triplets decided to go to an izakaya bar to have fun

and yes Shuu tagged along bcos he didn't want to be alone reminiscing thoughts abt his last moment with you

so when they came into the bar, the triplets suddenly stopped walking, making Shuu bump into Ayato

"Oi Ayato, move it-"

and then he heard that familiar singing voice and when he looked up he saw you on stage singing Tomorrow Never Dies by Sheryl Crow

as you sang the chorus, your gaze met with his and it brought back all the memories you two had from the beginning until you ended it with a kiss

no worries because you managed to choke out the few last lines while staring directly at him

"I see it in your eyes, tomorrow never dies."

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A love you deserve (Ricky Olson) - Part 8 of ?

Hi guys!

I know I said in the last part that this story will have 2 more parts, but apparently it would be more than that, haha. I hope it's a good thing.

Warnings: none.

Tags: @multifandomcrackhead, @nicelittlenightmares,@roll-tide-babe89, @skulliecadaver-blog, @21-century-tae, @melissa-anderson, @abiomens (thank you for reblogging! <3), @w743, @insanitywulf, @awkwardalex, @philomenie

Requests: OPEN.

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After 6 years, Lexus’s point of view

6 years ago, I promised Chris I would be happier, and I like to think that I kept my promise. Not fully, but I’m definitely better than I was.

A wish that I always had was to have my own personal record label, where I could help the new bands to make a name for themselves, and I’m happy it actually came to life. Our beginning in the industry was rough, and now I could make it all easier for them. Even though we were busy with our band as well, the boys helped me in every possible aspect to make it work. After we celebrated one year of the record label, people started to say that everything that was signed by me turned to gold, and that was the best compliment I could have ever received.

Our band was doing better than ever. We have received lots of awards in these past years, our albums were doing great, and we were touring all around the world.

While professionally everything was going great, when it came to love it was a completely different story. It took me a little over a year to forget about Ricky, and it was the most difficult thing I had to do. He never contacted me since that tour, and I tried to avoid him at all costs. Now, I don’t have a problem when someone mentions him, but it seems like our paths don’t want to connect anymore.

After the worst year of my life, something great happened. While we were working on the album that was released in that year, we got a call that changed our lives. More precisely, my life.

The one and only Corey Taylor called to let us know he has a free spot on the Knotfest with our band’s name on it. We thought it was a joke at first, but he said how perfect we would be in the line-up. Of course, we accepted it, and we got the chance to play on the same stage as Korn, Trivium, Parkway Drive and of course, Slipknot.

While we were on tour, Corey and I got very close. At first, we would only share about our experiences on tours or talking about music in general. Then we started to know each other better and got to see what an amazing man he is, making me laugh in every occasion he got. He had a little acoustic concert on one of his free days, and I was the only one to get an invite, and he played my favourite song from Stone Sour, even though it was not on the set list. After this concert, he asked me if I would go on a date with him after Knotfest ends. I said yes.

We started dating shortly after our first date. Our relationship was always seen as weird, because to the world we seemed very different. It was true, he was more extroverted than I would always be, but we made it work. After one year, he proposed. To which I say yes.

After 3 months into our marriage, I found out I was pregnant. We were both extremely happy when we got to hold our baby girl. I remember when I got to hold her for the first time how I thought she was the most perfect thing in this world and still is to this day.

It’s hard having this kind of career and being a mother at the same time. But for our little angel, I would do everything in my power to have the most perfect life.

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Today was a special day for me. While I was driving to my record label, Chris called me saying he will visit me there. Our schedules rarely matched, so seeing each other was really hard. But I still consider him my best friend.

When I opened the door, I was greeted by Stephanie, my receptionist.

“Hello, Lexus. Chris is waiting for you in your office.”

“Thank you, Stephanie.”

While I was walking to my office, with lots of papers in my hands, I tried not to drop them.

“Chris! I’m so happy to see you!”

I put the papers carefully on my desk and turned back to Chris to give him a hug.

“I missed you so much, Lexus. I think it’s been 3 months, right?”

“Yeah, too much if you ask me.”

We both laughed, and then I sat on my chair, while Chris sat on the one in front of my desk.

“Well, even though I truly missed you, that’s not the only reason I am here.”

“Is this reason more important than me?”

“Of course not, but it’s really important for me.”

He seemed worried. I saw him playing with his fingers, trying to find the best way to tell me about his problem.

“So, the thing is that… our contract will come to an end soon. We can have a new one with the same record label, but I wanted to ask you if there is a possibility to sign with you.”

At first, I didn’t know what to say. I sat there for probably more than a minute to think about it.

“Look, before you answer, let me say just one more thing. If you don’t feel okay with having Ricky here, I get it and I promise it will not affect our friendship at all.”

“I don’t have a problem with him anymore. What happened, it’s in the past. I think we can act like two adults now, right?”

“Of course. I can assure you, he is not that much of a jerk now.”

“I would be happy to have Motionless here. But I need to talk to all of you, to make sure the contract is fair for you all.”

Chris had the biggest smile on his face. I was doing this only for him, for every little thing that he helped me with.

“Is tomorrow at 3 p.m. alright?”

“Yeah, we will be here.”

He hugged me once again, spinning me a little. After I was back on the ground, his eyes moved to my desk.

“What’s with all the paper work? A new band coming in?”

“Oh, no, it’s nothing important.”

He raised his eyebrow, feeling that something was going on. For the moment he was too happy to bother with it, so he left the subject in the air.

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ghostfeather · 3 days

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okay, here's what went down

first of all, i just have to say i love coming to kpop concerts alone because fans are just so friendly. i know stan spaces online get a bad reputation (and rightfully so) but i always manage to meet such lovely people at kpop shows so i really appreciate the people that kept me company in line because studio PAV is SO fucking strict about phones 😤

so everything is a blur because i really wanted to record it all in my notes app but they were moving things along like clockwork so there was no time to even sneak it out.

but shout out to the girl who asked rie about deep sexy at that one libido fansign. we actually stood next to each other in line and she told me that was her and i told her how her tweet may have changed my entire worldview about rie lol. chatted for hours so i wasn't bored out of my mind.

but anyway moving on to the fanchat. i thought i could be chill because i'd met them before but no i was not chill. i was shaking.

i rememberrd to bring an album this time so i could get it signed instead of a flimsy poster (good call because i accidentally ripped it 🥲) and i brought a sharpie so i could write my name on my badge. i tabbed pages before i left home so each member could sign the inside so they each wrote my name, but i kind of wish i had them sign the cover because it took up a good bit of time to spell out my name. i don't know if it was that or if PAV shortened the time to sit with them because it went by so much faster than last time. last year i kept running out of things to say but this time, i felt like i got cut short when i wanted to keep talking 😔

first was mill. i just love him so much and he is so pretty and stunning and his eyes are so big and sparkly. i asked him about if he did any fun things in atlanta and he went on about how atlanta had the best steak ever (first rie last year, now him...and i don't even eat meat) and they also had drinks thursday night. at least he was gesturing about drinks but they moved me along quickly. no marriage proposals this time, thank god.

next was nine. i'll be honest, i haven't been the biggest fan of the blonde on him but it looks super duper good in person. i wanted to compliment him but i just blanked so i asked the same thing about if he did anything fun in atlanta. he just said he slept and rolled around in bed, and i felt such kinship in that moment. i told sleeping is my favorite thing to do (not even lying). i had my nagongie with me but no time to pull him out before i had to move on 🥲

kb was next. i was trying to find his page in my album but he had already found it but i was like redirecting him to the wrong page so he gently pushed my hand away so that was awkward and embarrassing. but he didn't sign my name so we managed a full conversation:

me: hi, how are you?

kb: i'm good but i'm hungry.

me: oh, you didn't eat lunch?

kb: no, i ate lunch but i'm still hungry.

i told him i hadn't eaten much but the venue served food on the rooftop and there's restaurants nearby so he asked for recommendations. i told him about a couple of bars that i'd never actually been to but were on my list of places to check out. i don't remember if he said i should go there after the show or we should go there after the show but i'd like to think it was the former. and then as i was getting up and moving to the next member i realized i left my poster in front of nine so i had to reach past him to grab it. embarrassing once again 🫠

next was junji. his english has improved a lot in a year! no awkward silences with him. he had a ponytail and i really wanted to compliment his hair too but he carried the conversation instead. he asked how many times i had seen them and i told him it was my 3rd time and that i had seen him in atlanta and san francisco. then he said thank you and grabbed both of my hands and said "you're my lyon" 😵‍💫 he asked me something else afterwards but i don't remember what it was or what i said lol. i was too frazzled after that. i wish he had fistbumped me instead.

then it was yoojung. i wasn't too stunned to speak this time, yay! somehow i felt really confident with him. i complimented his handwriting while writing my name because it was so small and dainty, and i told him he looked best in the bedazzled jacket and i wish i had some rhinestones on mine too. he said he really loves denim jackets but the rhinestones hanging from his sleeves were annoying because they kept hitting and dragging the table. not in those words exactly but it was the exact sentiment.

last was the menace. and yes, the menace was menacing. instead of sitting across, rie moved his chair to the end of the table he could sit next to you, which i was actually grateful for because the eye contact felt less intense that way. he immediately told me "hey baby, come on, don't be scared." i told i'm not scared because i wasn't. i was ready to throw down with this dude. he asked me my name and i showed it to him on my badge and he said "okay, i'll write korean." ??? i told him i could read korean but if i couldn't then what? then he asked me who was my bias and i thought WHY would he ask me that and that's when everything i worked so hard at to build up over the past year went crumbling down. i suddenly had a mental crisis so i said everybody. he kept pushing me to tell the truth. and i kept insisting it was everybody so he said, then who's your bias today, so i told him it was him. so he said okay like he knew i was lying but didn't push it further. then he asked me what was my favorite song and i had been hoping for this question since the tour was first announced because i had to let them know the people want dOra maar KOREAN VERSION. and then they made me leave but as i stood up his eyes went RIGHT to my nagongie and my nine PC in my bag and went "oh, your bias is nine." WHY WOULD HE SAY THAT TO ME? WHY WOULD HE CALL ME OUT LIKE THAT WITH NO WAY TOO DEFEND MYSELF? can't stand this man.

but i'm glad i lied because he asked the same thing to everyone else and he would GRILL them about why they liked their bias. EVERYTHING'S A GAME TO THIS MAN. so yeah. be warned. prepare yourselves.

hi-touch was hi-touch. nothing special there. rie disarming me with his intense eye contact again but what's new. their hands were cold and dry and my hands felt sticky from the humidity. i was so jealous.

for the concert, i managed to get a great spot. not barricade which i didn't care for anyway but still very close and right in the center too. the concert itself was great minus the short setlist and the lack of bOss. completely and totally devastating to me. i had been looking forward to it so much since they did it in seoul. the did a dopamine rock remix which is so much better than the original. give me the lOve, bitxx is now my new favorite choreo. they did a solo medley which was fun because we got all the solos this time. i think at one point junji missed his cue to join rie on stage so they kept laughing and then he gave rie a piggyback ride. libidO english version is maybe slightly better than dOra maar english version but still 👎 i've been screeching the korean versions in my car for years, why must groups do this? thank god they put ballads in the setlist. the nonstop choreo last year was a concern for me but we got mirage and O and i completely flipped out. i got so emotional watching nine during the ballads because he REALLY felt the lyrics he was singing. also i saw both his nipples in person. the whole time i'm thinking about how i loved the draping of his jacket and then...there they were. and then kb had to follow suit 🙃 also i thought i was safe not being at barricade but rie managed to still make way too much eye contact multiple times. THE ENCORE WAS THE BEST, LITERALLY TAILOR-MADE FOR ME. we got OOO me (!!!!!!! FINALLY), blOssOM, and angel. i was genuinely so upset when it ended because it got SO hype at the end like we were at a festival. and kb and mill were showering the audience with their water bottles and it completely ruined my hair before the snapshots but now i'm thinking we need a waterbomb festival in this city.

so then anyway the snapshot process was annoying. they did premium first and made standard folks wait until they were done and they were still adamant about no phones but i was bored as hell but everyone else i was talking to had either left or had premium. didn't feel like starting up a conversation with anyone new because i was getting people-d out by then. i only got nine and yoojung since i got the rest of the members last year. when i got up to nine, i tripped right in front of him and he reached out and caught me 😵‍💫 nothing monumental happened with yoojung, thank goodness. the photos turned out well so i left but i was beginning to wish i had also bought a mill ticket but oh well.

and that's pretty much it! i'll post some videos later.

#onlyoneof #ooo in atl

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still-with-koo · 1 year

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i like to write stories. shh, they’re all made up ♡

3:23am with Namjoon ♡☹ s2l

your friend is in the hospital and it’s been rough on you. nurse namjoon just wants to see you smile.

forever rain ♡☹ s2l (currently a wip)

life has never been easy but these last few years have taken their toll on you, body & soul. just when you are about to give up on everything, a stranger shows you there’s more to life than just the rain.

just neighbours ♡☹⤖ s2l & ex2l

You move to a new city hoping to leave behind all the fragmented memories of your past. But the universe has other plans for you. Instead of helping you move on from the one person that haunts you still, the universe brings him straight to you. Is it a cruel joke, or is fate taking its final aim?

heaven to myself ♡☹ e2l (currently a wip - sneak peek)

after a near fatal battles erases all your memories, the only one who knows who you are is the man who put you in the hospital in the first place: your arch nemesis, kim seokjin. and he hasn’t won yet.

just neighbours ♡☹⤖ s2l & ex2l

2:31am with Yoongi ♡☹ f2l

you’re in love with your friend. but he’s moving to another country. is it too late?

basketball star ♡ e2l (will be reposting this)

when yoongi walks onto the basketball court, points are not the only thing he’s stealing.

we go down together ☹ e2l

what i saw in my head while listening to ‘we go down together’ by dove cameron & khalid.

dance with me ♡☹ f2l

you’re in love with your best friend and that’s been enough all these years, satisfied with just being his friend. but when he surprises you with a home-cooked meal, tira misu and impromptu dancing, something snaps in you. is the start, or the end, of something beautiful?

mission: park jimin ♡☹⤖ e2l & f2l

you’ve been tailing Park Jimin for the past six months, determined to finally capture the multi-million dollar jewel thief. but he catches you instead, forcing a first meeting that leaves you gasping for air.

new year’s kiss ♡☹ e2l

your best friend persuades you to go to a new year’s eve party with her. and to your chagrin, he’s there. your best friend’s brother. can you get through the night without making things awkward?

champagne problems ☹ er

you turn down taehyung’s very public marriage proposal. inspired by champagne problems by taylor swift.

fairy lights ♡ er

you and your boyfriend (ok, mostly him) put up fairy lights in your apartment. it leads to soft kisses and a slow dance.

hot chocolate ♡☹ f2l

you want to find someone for your best friend. but what if the one he wants is you?

la douleur exquise ♡☹ f2l

when your best friend’s brother suddenly shows up at your door, you are shocked at the words that fall from his pretty mouth. he leaves you flustered and grasping for the thin line between right and wrong.

t-shirt ♡☹ f2l

you wake up in your friend’s bed after spending last night partying at his sister’s wedding as his fake girlfriend.

stay ♡☹ f2l

when a creepy stranger follows you to your new job, your best friend jungkook makes sure he never does it again. but now he’s hurt and you’re determined to tend to his wounds, no matter how awkward if feels.

the campaign ♡☹ s2l

in a dystopian world much like the hunger games, you decide to join a treacherous tournament to pull your family out of poverty, thinking the horror stories are made up. but it turns out monsters are real and they aren’t hiding under your bed.

home ♡☹ er

you’ve been having a rough time and you really miss your long distance boyfriend but he hasn’t called or messaged you all day. you start to wonder if the spark is gone.

love you so bad ♡☹⟳ e2l (reposting this & this)

jungkook knew he got under your skin and he loved it. you may be a princess and he may be your royal guard, but that never stopped him from pushing your buttons. when your uncle orders you to marry a stranger, making escape your only option, jungkook becomes the unlikeliest of allies. can you trust him?

⋆*･hope you enjoy!⋆*･ﾟ

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biggerbetterbat · 7 months

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WITH YOU [23] DYING IS EASY

Daryl Dixon x OC!Charlie Reed

Summary: Charlie talks with Beth. Andrea leaves the girl alone and tragedy happens. Daryl gets mad at Charlie.

Warnings: suicide (nothing descriptive), language, agnst with a happy ending

Song: I Found Amber Run

A/N: Hello! I'm editing this chapter with almost no energy. I started my studies again and it's DRAINING me. But here you are, your chapter. I hope you like it - if you do please leave a comment, like and reblog. ENJOY!

"Did Glenn say anything to you?" Maggie asked.

Lori and Charlie were in the kitchen, preparing food for Beth, who was still in a bad condition. Everything was on Maggie's shoulders, so they decided that it would be good to help her even a little.

"Just that it has gotten pretty bad." Charlie shrugged while cutting the cucumber. She was focused on the activity as if her life depended on it.

"He's not the same," Maggie said. "Says he froze. Blames me. Says I got inside his head."

Charlie looked at her with a deadpanned expression, that was expressing her disbelief in her best friend, who was actually like every other guy. Like...after sharing everything with him for those past two or three months, and talking for hours, Charlie really thought that Glenn was the one special guy, a different snowflake, a very rare flower. But no. Glenn was like everyone else, freaking out when things were getting serious. He didn't want to admit that he felt scared, so he just blamed a girl. Men...

But as soon as she thought about him, she realized one slight problem...she was also running away from feelings and when things were getting serious she was looking for a reason to go MIA. Thanks to some higher force, Lori joined the conversation. "He came back. That's what matters."

"Men have to do certain things, you know that." Charlie nodded as she was cutting a cucumber. "And they're either gonna blame the little woman as the reason they do them or the reason they don't."

"I'll tell you something," said Grimes, who was preparing the meat. She had the most experience with men and Charlie didn't mean her romance with Shane, but rather the marriage that lasted more than eleven years. "What happens out there, happens out there. And we...We're just trying to keep it together till they get back."

"Things were good. Maybe I-"

"Glenn's a big boy." Lori cut her off.

"He makes his own choices, and then you..." Charlie looked at her again. "Do you have anything to apologize for?" she asked and to answer her question Maggie just shook her head. "Tell him to man up and pull himself together."

"Just don't say man up," said Lori. "It never goes well."

Greene smiled gratefully and nodded her head. "Let me just get this to Beth."

"You go on." Lori stopped her. "I got it."

"Yeah. Put him in his place." Charlie said. "I'll clean up."

She knocked on the door, signaling that she wanted to come in. She proposed that Lori should rest and not walk around with plates and food, because Charlie could do it as well- that wasn't beyond her abilities. She entered the room and saw Beth sitting on a bed, then she looked at the untouched food.

"Didn't eat a thing, huh? You're gonna..." she said but saw wet traces on the younger girl's cheeks, so she kneeled next to a bed. "Hey. I know how hard it is. I tried for days to reach my mom and get her on the phone. I can only assume..."

"It's just so pointless."

"You have Maggie, and your father, and Patricia and Jimmy. And you've gotta stay strong for them." Charlie tried to convince her. "I wish I could promise you it would be all right in the end. But we can try..."

"You don't believe it." Beth cut her off.

"What?

"You don't believe in those words," she said. "I heard your conversation with Glenn. You want to die."

Charlie looked down and sat down on a bed instead of kneeling, suspecting that the conversation with Beth would be longer.

"I'm right," Beth said. "You want to end this just like me and yet you came here and tried to convince me not to?"

"I want to die." Charlie voiced those words for the first time. "I lost my whole family, Beth. I live with guilt for that. There's nothing for me out there. But you are different. You're sixteen! You have a boyfriend. You have never even had your first drink yet!"

Beth looked at her with sad eyes. "And you don't want to wait and see if there's something for you?"

"I still don't know it." she shook her head. "But you should live and make now better."

"Thank you." the blonde girl whispered.

"I'll be right back." Charlie smiled and got up. "I heard Lori promised you a walk."

She entered the kitchen, still thinking about Beth and how she just stated the fact that they were the same, it was obvious to her. Charlie started to wonder if any other person could see the same thing... Maybe Charlie just shouldn't help Maggie with her? Maybe she should clean or cook something that didn't involve talking to Beth because one day she just might help her. Because she understood her and her way of viewing the world in this moment.

"There was a knife," said Lori, snapping Charlie from her thoughts.

"What?"

"Beth." Lori breathed and started running. "She took the knife."

Charlie was sitting on a kitchen counter, hitting the back of her head lightly on the shelf. After Andrea brought Maggie back house was filled with screams of the sisters. It seemed that the fight was a never-ending story and it would be done the moment they lost their voices.

"Where's Hershel?" Andrea asked.

"He doesn't want to find out yet," said Lori. "It's a family affair. We'll let them work it out."

"That's working it out?" Andrea opened her eyes wider.

Andrea was really from a different world. Charlie knew that she left her family house when Amy was still small and due to a big age gap, their relationship was different. A younger sister was more like a daughter to Andrea, so they probably never fought like that.

Charlie knew what that meant. Luckily Maggie and Beth were both girls, so even if they started fighting physically it wouldn't be that bad. She had brothers, and fighting with growing up men wasn't the greatest experience for a girl."When Beth stops fighting, that's when it's time to worry." Charlie answered.

"This could've been handled better," Andrea mumbled under her nose.

"How so?"

"You shouldn't have taken the knife away." she turned to Lori.

Both Lori and Charlie looked at the woman as if she had three heads. And the second one wanted to use the knife on Andrea. How she could even say something like that? Charlie understood Beth and was thinking similarly to her lately, but still it wasn't a reason to just give her a knife a say here, cut your wrist open. They should try to give her a reason to live first.

"Excuse me?" Lori opened her eyes wider.

"You were wrong, like Dale taking my gun," she said and Charlie whispered Oh, God. "That wasn't your decision. She has to choose to live on her own. She has to find her own reasons."

Charlie started to think about it. In some crazy way- which she would never admit to Andrea- she was right. If one wants to live, they should find their own reason. And that made her think what reason does she have to live? What was keeping Charlie Reed on the planet Earth with living and breathing people? Did she even have a reason? She shook her head quickly to get rid of those thoughts.

"Want me to tie a noose for her?" Lori asked.

"If she's serious, she will figure out a way," Andrea said.

"Doesn't mean I can't stop her or let her know that I care."

"That has nothing to do with it, Lori." The blonde woman shook her head. "She only has so many choices in front of her, and she believes the best one is suicide."

"That's not an option," Lori argued.

"Of course it is," said Andrea. "She doesn't need to be yelled at or treated like a child."

"She needs a loaded gun, right?" Charlie entered the conversation again. "Besides, she is a child."

Lori touched Charlie's knee, grateful that she got her back."You will understand if I don't let you in there."

"I came through it," Andrea said in disbelief.

"And became such a productive member of the group." Grimes nodded.

This time Charlie couldn't stop herself and didn't bite her tongue. "Who shoots other members, ignores what others say, and wants a teenager to kill herself."

"You both." Lori looked at them. "Let Maggie handle this her way."

"I contribute. I help keep this place safe."

Lori sent Charlie a look that said to keep quiet this time and don't start the fight again. Then she looked at the blonde. "The man can handle this on their own. They don't need your help."

"I'm sorry. What would you have me do?"

"Oh, there's plenty of work to go around." Lori leaned on a countertop that Charlie was sitting on.

"Are you serious?" she asked with wide eyes. "Charlie has been sitting and doing nothing since we came here and that's not a problem. She makes a drama every two days and you're in my face over skipping laundry?"

"Pardon? Let me break your bubble real quick." Charlie said, feeling the annoyance boiling inside. "I was running in that woods looking for a girl. I was playing a nurse after you shot Daryl. Patricia needed someone to help her clean? I was there. Jimmy couldn't handle horses? I helped. Hershel was taking cows on the field? I was with him." she said. "You were the one disappearing with Shane."

"Charlie's right." Lori nodded. "Your behavior puts a burden on the rest of us. On me, Carol, Patricia, and Maggie. Cooking and cleaning and looking for Beth. And you...You don't care about anyone but yourself. You sit up on that RV, working on your tan with a shotgun in your lap."

"No, I am on watch against walkers," Andrea argued. "That is what matters, not fresh mint leaves in the lemonade."

"Funny that the only Walker that you protected us from wasn't even a Walker." Charlie interrupted this time, still feeling pity for that. She really didn't know why she was still so angry for that and she knew it was getting annoying, but a small part of her just couldn't swallow it. It was funny because even Daryl didn't care about it so much.

Lori sighed. "We are providing stability. We're trying to create a life worth living."

"Are you kidding me?"

"Look, I went after Rick. I took down two walkers after crashing Maggie's car. Don't act like you're the only one..."

"Ever apologize for that?" Andrea interrupted her.

"You're insane." Charlie sighed.

"No, you are. Both of you." she almost yelled. "You, Charlie, are still a teenager that thinks everything is about you. But you know what? You're not even worth wasting my breath for." she said and turned to Lori. Charlie opened her mouth at her words, but didn't know that the woman would throw a bucket of trash on the other one."And you are the self-centered one, the way you take it all for granted."

"My husband is out there for the hundredth time. My son was shot." Lori answered. "Don't you dare tell me I take this for granted?"

"You don't get it do you?" she leaned on the table. "Your husband came back from the dead, your son, too. And now you've got a baby on the way. The rest of us have piled up our losses. Me, Carol, Beth...even Charlie. But you just keep on keeping up."

"We have all suffered," Lori said.

"Playing house, acting like the queen bee, laying down rules for everybody but yourself." she continued. "You know that? Go ahead. Go in there and tell that little girl that everything's gonna be okay, just like it is for you. She'll get a husband, a son, a baby, a boyfriend."

Charlie opened eyes and she didn't know where she should look. The silence after those words was just too loud. It wasn't nothing new for Charlie, but having Andrea just say this like it was nothing? That was another level of drama.

And Charlie would be the one saying exactly what Andrea did just a couple of days ago, but Lori was so nice to her. Truth be told, she began to like the pregnant woman.

"She just has to look on the bright side," Andrea said and left.

"I think I need some air," Charlie said and stood on her legs, going to the entrance.

It was a sunny day, even if the air was beginning to be cold. It was good though, after a steamy conversation with Andrea, she needed to cool down a little. There was a quiet, but steady sound of metal hitting on other metal, so Charlie followed that and saw Daryl. He was leaning on his motorcycle.

"You need help?" she asked.

He looked up at her and then on his motorcycle, examining what he needed. "Could you hand me a screwdriver?"

"The yellow one or the red one?"

"Allen one," he said.

Charlie looked inside his box and then at him with two question marks instead of eyes. "So the yellow one or the red one?

Daryl closed his eyes and sighed. He appreciated her help and missed her nonstop talking during those past few days, but he forgot how clueless she could be. "Just bring all of them."

So Charlie happily handed him his little box and watched how he took out the right screwdriver and started repairing whatever was broken.

"Were you a mechanic before?"

"Nah," he answered. "I taught myself when we didn't have money to pay an actual one."

"You learned how to hunt, how to repair cars...Any other abilities?" she smiled.

"I know how to open a beer with a shoelace."

"Impressive."

No one ever said that he was impressive. For forty years he had never heard that from anyone, Merle spent with him every day and he did a lot of things for him, yet there were no words of gratitude. He had known Charlie for around two months and she was showering him with kind words. Maybe that's why she was in his mind so much? Because he tried to guess what was making her so kind to him. "Hmm."

"Got a way with those tools," Charlie said as he immersed himself into his task. She rested her chin on her hand, watching his muscles flex in the sun.

"Just doin' what needs to be done," he answered with a screwdriver between his lips. "Ain't much of a hobby."

"I was thinking more like skills. You're pretty handy, aren't you?"

"Well, survival tends to bring out unexpected talent."

"Lucky for me...I mean us. A hunter, a fighter, a mechanic. You're multi-talented," she said again. "Maybe you could teach me a thing or two about fixing things, too."

"Just gotta figure it out as you go," he looked up at her but quickly looking down again.

"If something goes down, I'd rather have you by my side instead of...figuring it out as I go."

"You're searching for protection or just looking for someone to fix your stuff?" he chuckled uncontrollably.

"Maybe."

Daryl looks up from the bike, his hands still coated in grease, and meets Charlie's gaze. There's a momentary pause as their eyes lock, tension simmering beneath the surface. Despite the grime and weariness of their surroundings, there's an undeniable spark between them. Daryl's rugged features soften slightly as he returns Charlie's gaze, a hint of a smile playing at the corner of his lips. Charlie's expression is equally suggestive, a playful glint in their eyes as they hold Daryl's gaze. There's a moment of tension as their eyes lock, a silent exchange of flirtatious energy passing between them. Neither speaks, but the intensity of the moment speaks volumes.

"So..." he cleared his throat. "You stopped playing house with Lori?" he asked, changing the subject to distract himself.

"Oh yeah. I was almost a wrestling referee," she said and earned a look from Daryl. "Andrea is getting out of hand."

"You really don't like her," he said and leaned in to continue his work.

"She didn't give me a reason to like her."

"Fair enough," he grunted. "How's the blond girl?"

"Not good," she said. "Took a knife from a trace."

"She wants to kill herself?" Daryl asked wiping a smear from his hands into his trousers.

"Yeah." Charlie nodded. "She thinks that life now is pointless."

"You agree with her?" he furrowed his brows. Charlie bit her lips, not answering. "You really agree with her."

Daryl felt this irrational anger in his chest. He felt similar back in the CDC. They never talked about it, so she never confirmed or denied it, but he saw how she hesitated, and if Glenn hadn't forced her to leave she would have stayed with Jacquie.

"She's not completely wrong and y..." she said, but was interrupted by screams that were coming from the house."Oh, shit." Charlie muttered and ran there.

She saw how Maggie stormed out of it with Lori just behind her, they were both looking worried. Well, Maggie was pissed off, if she could she would burn like a fire. If her eyes could kill, Andrea would be dead right now."Where were you?"

"I heard. Is she all right?" Andrea asked.

"She would be if you had stayed with her," Maggie said angrily and repeated her question. "Where were you?"

"How bad is she?" Charlie asked worried.

"It wasn't deep."

"She wants to live." she smiled clearly happy. "She made her decision."

"She tried to kill herself," Maggie said.

"No, she didn't."

"My father is stitching her wrist right now."

"She'll live," Andrea said and tried to pass Greene to enter the house.

"Stay away from her." she blocked her from entering the house. "From both of us. Don't you dare to step foot inside this house again?"

Charlie looked at Andrea and passed all three of them, so she could see what was with Beth. Honestly, she couldn't care less about the argument and about Andrea- she had it coming.

The room was getting dark as the sun was hiding behind the horizon. The only person in there was Beth with her wrist still placed on a table- it was already stitched and wrapped up in bandages. She noticed Charlie entering the room, so she looked up and gave her a pale smile."I'm sorry."

"Don't be." she smiled and touched her shoulder. "What matters is that you're alive."

"You should do it, too," Beth said. "Live."

Charlie looked at her. Her face was still pale, but something changed in the way she was looking at her. It was more sane, her eyes weren't so empty anymore.

"Maybe now you think there is nothing for you here, but I think differently now," she said. "I think there's still so much that life has to offer. You just need the courage to hold on through the bad times."

"You think it's going to be easier?" Charlie asked. "Losing people. Running from the Walkers. Killing."

"I don't know," Beth said and shrugged. "But I know there's a reason for you, too. You said that yourself. There's so many things that you didn't do."

"So drinking your first shot convinced you to stay alive?" she smiled and put a smile on Beth's face.

"I just want you to be sure of the decision," she answered. "I want to grow old, have my own kids, I want to watch them play with my Daddy. I just want a life."

Charlie smiled and placed her hand in hers, caressing the back of Beth's smooth skin.

"But don't try to do this, Daddy's out of painkillers," she said, placing her hand on Charlie's. "Dying is easy, Charlie."

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morganaspendragonss · 1 year

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heart catches on every thorn

in which i take the revelation scene and modify it to let tk actually have some feelings and react

not really interested in going over arguments again so i'm just going to drop this and then back away title from sweet hibiscus tea by penelope scott

ao3 | 1.1k | 4.01 spoilers, hurt/comfort

The sound of the crew’s laughter floats up to them, proof that the world hasn’t stopped even if it feels like it has for TK. He’s sitting on the end of his bed in the bunkroom, Carlos above him on the divider, and this news above him, casting a shadow over the brightness of these weeks since he proposed. He’d imagined so many things going wrong, had almost counted on it, really, but not this. Never this; never even anything close to this.

TK doesn’t blame Carlos for what he did when he was eighteen, adrift in a family he believed wouldn’t accept him. How could he? He will never be able to understand how Carlos must have felt back then and TK has long since made his peace with that. He doesn’t even blame him for continuing the marriage after Iris came back; TK knows as well as anyone – perhaps even better, given his job and numerous hospital stays – that the system in this country is broken and that desperate, extreme measures are sometimes necessary to stay afloat, much as he wishes it weren’t so.

TK understands all that, and he’s okay with it. What’s harder to get his head around is that he’s only just hearing about this.

“Why did you never tell me?” he asks, chancing a glance up at Carlos. His fiancé looks destroyed, eyes wide and sad, and it tugs on TK’s heart like only Carlos can. He wants nothing more than to hold him and tell him that everything will be okay – and it will; if TK has faith in anything, it’s that they are strong enough to get through whatever fate sees fit to throw at them. But he needs to understand first.

Carlos takes a shaky breath and looks down at his hands, then back up at TK. “I didn’t know how,” he says. “I thought she was dead and we weren’t…you know. Things were complicated, and then after she came back she needed me. She needed my help. And we were just so new that I didn’t want to ruin it with something as huge as–as this. The situation got out of hand and I didn’t know how to deal with it so I just didn’t and I convinced myself that if you ever found out you would—”

He cuts himself off, but TK knows what he was going to say.

“You thought I would run away,” he surmises. Carlos starts to stammer an objection, but, though the thought sets off a dull ache in TK’s chest, he can’t deny it. “No,” he says heavily. “You were right. I… I probably would have. If you had told me this two years ago, I probably would have run away.”

It’s a paradox, in a way. TK wishes Carlos had been honest with him from the beginning, but if he had known when they first started dating, it would be a lie to say that he wouldn’t have been tempted to turn tail and run. So maybe Carlos not saying anything was what got them here, to a day where they can talk about this and move past it.

But still. Still.

It doesn’t get rid of the ache in TK’s chest and the terrible thought at the back of his mind that the past three years have been built around a lie. That he doesn’t truly know the man he’s planning on marrying. That there are other secrets, other skeletons, that are just waiting for their moment to jump out.

If he thinks about it anymore, then he will get pissed. He will explode, and TK doesn’t know how far he’ll be able to control the damage. So, he stands and takes a step back.

“I love you,” he says gently, pouring as much of himself as he can into the words to convince Carlos he’s telling the truth, “and I’m not running away. But I need some time.”

Carlos’s face falls and TK can’t help but to close the distance once more, wrapping his arms around Carlos’s neck and holding him close. “We’ll be okay,” he murmurs in his ear, pressing the lightest of kisses to his skin. “We’ll figure it out together, I promise.”

TK pulls back then, sliding his hands down Carlos’s sides until they fall back to his own. “But I need to figure this out for myself first, okay?”

Carlos swallows, nods. TK sends him a watery smile and gently strokes his cheek. “I love you,” he says, then turns away – to go where, he doesn’t know; just somewhere he can process everything for a moment.

“TK, wait.”

Carlos’s voice stops him in his tracks and TK waits as he catches up to him, a hand nervously running through his hair and mussing the tightly gelled formation he keeps it in for work. It distracts TK for a second; Carlos is perfect in every way, but his curls are one of TK’s favourite physical features of his. He loves getting his fingers caught up in the strands, tugging at them and playing with them and messing them up even though Carlos pretends to hate it. He itches to reach up and do it now, but Carlos’s next words shock him out of his thoughts.

“There’s something else,” Carlos says, though his eyes quickly widen and, before TK can spiral any further, he rushes to correct himself. “Not a secret. Or–or anything bad, I swear. It’s just…the venue called earlier. They had a cancellation and they’re offering us the spot. It’s in, um…” He trails off and his gaze turns down, but TK doesn’t get a chance to ask before he continues, “It’s in eight weeks.”

“Eight– Baby, that’s…” An out-of-control grin tugs at TK’s lips, but he can’t forget what’s looming over them and the joy is fast replaced by an almost overwhelming anxiety. “Can we make that?”

“Texas law requires you to be divorced for a month before remarrying,” Carlos tells him, and the anxiety goes up another notch. “It’s tight, I know, but we can make it. We will, TK, I’m going to do everything in my power to make this right. I will make it right.”

“We will,” TK corrects gently. “Just…not right now. Give me a minute to get my head around things first.”

“As many as you want,” Carlos promises, and that… Well, it’s a start. TK’s under no illusion about the headfuck this is going to cause, and just thinking about the newly accelerated timeline and the urgency of getting this divorce is enough to set his entire body on edge. It’s a lot – too much – and he knows he’s got some conversations with Cooper ahead of him to make sure he stays firmly on the ledge.

But TK has faith, and he’s going to cling to it with everything he has.

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knightyoomyoui · 11 months

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UPCOMING SET 6 (...AND FINAL?) LINE-UP

HERE’S MY UPCOMING SET 6 LINE-UP TO BE RELEASED IN THE FUTURE!!! Just a reminder tho, Set 5 isn’t done yet. We still have two one-shots for Chaeyoung, one each for male and female readers. I just released this earlier because I had these prepared quicker than I expected. Notes: - All individual and unit one-shots will be gender neutral from now on. - This is probably my final line-up of upcoming one-shot works, I'm not sure yet but... I'll just place it like this because I've been thinking of ending the book now for some reasons. - Some of these stories were requested by my readers. Again, thank you so much for helping me come up with new ideas to try. - For the first time, I wrote a summary so that you all would get a sneak peek of what to expect in each of the new stories I’ll be writing, except for the Cry For Me series. I’ll keep it hidden because I already started it on Set 5 anyway, so it’s up to you to learn what’s going to happen in the upcoming parts.

1.) Tzuyu x M & F Reader - “The One That Got Away” (Fluff, Angst)

- 70-year-old Chou Tzuyu revisited her love story with her husband/wife YN to share with her grandchildren on the day of their anniversary.

2.) TWICE x M Reader - “Cry For Me” : PART 3 (Angst)

3.) Nayeon x M & F Reader - “No Problem” (Fluff)

- It follows YN who lost his/her job after the company where he/she works officially shuts down their service. His/her girlfriend, Nayeon who is getting suspicious of his/her mood, learns about the news, and proceeds to take action immediately to cheer him/her up.

4.) Jeongyeon x M & F Reader - “Won't Go Home Without You” (Fluff, Angst)

- YN and his/her group embark on a mission to attempt to bring back their former teammate and old friend who switched to the dark side, Yoo Jeongyeon.

5.) Momo x M Reader - “Crazy Stupid Love” (Fluff, Angst) [Requested by: Dumbledore_1]

- Following the events of "Somebody That I Used To Know" from Set 4, YN and Momo cross paths once again a few years later; where the improved and matured character of YN takes it as his/her opportunity to apologize for what he/she'd done to his ex-girlfriend in their past relationship.

6.) TWICE x M Reader - “Cry For Me” : PART 4 (Angst)

7.) Sana x M & F Reader - “I Want It That Way” (Fluff, Angst) [Requested by: ShaShaSha029]

- A story between the student council president and the school’s princess. After a bad break-up with his ex, YN finds him/herself alone with Nayeon in the Council room. She ask him/her to be his fake boy/girlfriend so that the school jock could leave her alone.

8.) Jihyo x M & F Reader - “Opposite Attracts” (Fluff, Angst) [Requested by: ShaShaSha029]

- The heirs of two conglomerate corporations, YN LN and Park Jihyo are to be wed in an arranged marriage. Only problem is that they don’t have a thing in common, they are literally the opposites of each other. Can they make it work? Or will they be forced to be together by their parents?

9.) Mina x M & F Reader - “Bewitched” (Fluff, Angst) [Requested by: YourHeartStation]

- The story revolves around the rival students YN LN and Myoui Mina who studies and trains their magical powers in a wizarding academy. Their bickering and outshining each other came to a point where they accidentally unleashed chaos around the academy, and it's up to the two unlikely allies to fix their mess together, which unknown to them; it would open the possibility of them getting enchanted more to each other's unescapable charms.

10.) TWICE x M Reader - “Cry For Me” : PART 5 (Angst)

11.) Dahyun x M & F Reader - “The Second Coming” (Fluff, Angst)

- YN is a retired superhero who has a tragic past, as he suffered guilt and despair due to the loss of his/her friend and sidekick after failing a mission. One day, he met a fan who idolizes her named Kim Dahyun; who is also a secret superhuman just like him/her; proposing an offer of partnership with him/her when a new foe emerged to annihilate the city of Seoul.

12.) Chaeyoung x M & F Reader - “Presa Prinsesa (Strawberry Princess)" (Fluff, Angst)

- The story follows the fanboy/girl story of YN, a die-hard ONCE and a huge TWICE Chaeyoung stan. He/she loves everything about the idol a lot, even considering her as his/her celebrity crush. The admiration causes him/her sometimes to imagine being in a relationship with the idol despite already saddened by the early acceptance of a reality that it's too impossible to happen.

13.) Tzuyu x M & F Reader - "The Red Thread Of Fate" (Fluff, Angst) [Requested by: ShaShaSha029]

- Two childhood friends were separated when Y/N had to move to Australia. They see each other again at JYPE when Y/N was casted. However, when they meet again they’ve forgotten each other, especially Y/N doesn’t remember as he had amnesia from when he got into an accident when he was a kid.

14.) TWICE x M Reader - "Cry For Me" PART 6 (Angst)

15.) NaSaMi (Nayeon, Sana, & Mina) x M & F Reader - "You Belong With Me" (Fluff, Angst) [Requested by: misamomixmaknae]

- Two women who have a history with YN from his/her past relationships, Im Nayeon and Minatozaki Sana; have to encounter another contender when they learn that YN met an artist named Myoui Mina, who shares the same interests as him/her that develops their closeness to one another. With this, the three of them must compete to win YN's heart.

16.) TWICE x M Reader - "Cry For Me" PART 7 (FINALE) (Angst)

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Slightly later than planned - @tailoredshirt here's your @tarlosweeklyprompts Valentines exchange fic. I hope you like it!

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Detective Reyes and the Valentines day mystery (AO3)

After 15 years of marriage, TK still manages to surprise Carlos

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“If it’s romance you want, Reyes is your man.”

Carlos looked up at the mention of his name. He was putting the finishing touches to a report and hoped to finish early and get home to TK. It was supposed to be his day off, but he’d swapped shifts so one of his colleagues could go home to be with their sick kid.

They’d do the same for him.

“Yeah Carlos is mister romance around here.” Mitchell patted his shoulder as she walked past his desk. “Ask him about his husband and he won’t shut up for the next five to eight hours.” She turned around and winked at him. “I speak from experience.”

“What’s going on?”

“Anderson here is looking for ideas on how to propose to his girlfriend.” One of the other officers replied. “How did you do it?”

“Propose?” Carlos asked, mind already drifting back to that night. “I didn’t. He proposed to me.”

“Don’t get him started.” Mitchell warned them. “You’ll never get him to shut up. Trust the one who used to be stuck in a patrol car with him all day.” She turned to Carlos. “I could probably tell the story for you, I’ve heard it that often.” She teased.

Carlos laughed but otherwise ignored her.

“What do you want to know?” He asked Anderson. The kid was new, just a few months out of the academy, and reminded Carlos a lot of himself at that age. Eager to please and impress the more senior officers.

“Oh… uh… well… How… did… How did your husband propose? If… If you don’t mind me asking? I was thinking of booking a table somewhere nice and have them put the ring in a glass of champagne or the dessert.”

Carlos winced at the guy’s plans and could practically hear one of TK’s rants after a shift around valentine’s day or Christmas where someone had done the same, and things hadn’t gone according to plan.

“Booking a table sounds nice.” He started.

“But…?”

“But…” He saved and clicked out of the report. He’d finish that tomorrow. His shift was almost over anyway. “My husband is a paramedic. He tells me about his shifts, I tell him about mine.”

“Ok…”

“Do you know what’s one of the most common calls they get on Valentine’s day?”

The kid shook his head.

“People putting engagement rings in food to surprise their partner and it not going well.”

“Not going well… as in they say no?”

Carlos stood up and walked over to where the other officers were talking.

“No… as in… they don’t know the ring is in there and swallow it and choke. Or swallow it without noticing and freak out when their partner tells them there was a ring in their food.”

“Oh… ohok right… yeah… I uh… ok. Noted.”

“Yeah. Spending the night in hospital waiting for it to pass isn’t how you want to remember the night you got engaged.”

“No, no it is not…”

“So how did your husband propose, Reyes? Give him an idea of what does work.”

Carlos smiled.

“He woke me up in the middle of the night and said he was ready to make his will and leave everything to his husband.”

“Carlos’ husband has had more near death experiences than you have had hot meals.” Mitchell cut in. “If anyone needs a will, it’s him.”

“He’s a lot more careful these days.” Carlos protested. “Ever since we had kids.”

“How do you do it?” Anderson asked him. “My girlfriend is pregnant and I don’t know how I’m going to be a dad and a good police officer.”

“It’s not easy…” Carlos started, thinking back to when he’d made detective and he and TK becoming parents for the first time within the space of a year. “But having a good support system helps. Whenever someone offers to help you with something, anything, take them up on it.”

“That means roping your friends in to babysit.” Mitchell commented. “I feel I know your kids better than my own.”

“You’re their godparent, you’re supposed to.”

“Funny how it’s always your kids staying with me and Paul and never ours with you and TK.”

“What can I say Lex, they just love staying with their cool aunt and uncle.” Carlos joked before turning back to Anderson. “My advice? Keep it simple. Everything. My husband didn’t even have a ring when he proposed and we ended up exchanging vows in the firehouse where he still works. His dad was captain back then. A friend of ours got ordained online and married us right then and there. It wasn’t what we planned but it was perfect.”

“Captain Ryder from firehouse 126.” Mitchell cut in. “He married me and my husband too. He’d probably be delighted to do the same for you and your girlfriend.” She told him and Carlos couldn’t help but think she was right. Judd was a big softie at heart.

“Just… whatever you do, don’t put the ring in her food or drink.” Carlos stressed again. “My husband is on shift tonight and I’ll hear about it for months if he’s the one getting called out to your girlfriend choking on her engagement ring.”

“TK is working tonight?” Lexi asked. “On Valentine’s day?”

Carlos shrugged.

“We’ll celebrate on the weekend. The kids are sleeping over at my parents’ and we’ll just have some us time then.”

“What are your Valentines plans then?” another colleague asked.

“Tonight? Well TK is on the night shift so we’ll at least get to have a family dinner and put the kids to bed together. Well… the youngest anyway. And after that… I’ll just… catch up on some tv I suppose. Save my energy for the weekend.”

“Sounds exciting.” One of the younger officers joked.

“We’ve had our fair share of exciting.” Carlos grabbed his jacket from the back of his chair. “Come talk to me in 15 years and see how exciting your life is.”

He wished everyone a good night and drove home.

The house was dark but TK’s car was in the driveway so he figured he must be home.

“TK? Babe? Are you home?” he called out when he walked into the quiet house.

No kids, no dog, no husband, just Ginsburg observing him from the top of his cage.

“Hey Gins, where is everyone?” He greeted the bird and gave him a peanut. “Did they leave you out here all on your own?” He made a mental note to talk to Gabriella, again, about not letting him out of his cage unsupervised.

Suddenly he heard a noise coming from upstairs and his hand automatically went to his service gun.

Usually the first thing he did when he walked through the door was put it in the safe, but now he was glad he hadn’t yet.

“Hello? TK? Gabby? Morgan? Daniel? Anyone home? Luna?” He went upstairs to check out the noise. “TK?”

“Carlos?” Came the reply from their bathroom. “Is that you?”

“Yeah it’s me.”

He let out a sigh of relief and went to put his gun away in the bedroom safe before making his way to the bathroom.

TK was in the bath and one look told him what the noise he’d just heard was. The shelf next to the bath had collapsed again and all of the bottles had fallen in.

“Just so you know, I thought you were a burglar and I nearly shot you.” Carlos said, sitting down on the floor next to the tub and helping TK fish out the bottles of shampoo.

TK paused what he was doing and pulled a face.

“I’m glad you didn’t. That really would have killed our plans for tonight.”

“Our plans? You mean you working the overnight shift and me wrangling three kids and a dog? Who all seem to have disappeared.”

“They’re with my dad. Change of plan.” TK explained. “Well Morgan and Danny are with my dad and Gabby is at the Ryders to hang with Charlie.”

Carlos nodded, trying to catch up.

“And Luna?” he asked when he’d figured out which member of their family was still missing.

“Also with my dad. I think he’s bored now he’s retired. Maybe we should get him a puppy for his birthday. He misses Buttercup.”

“Yeah, maybe.” Carlos replied, not wanting to get side-tracked talking about Owen’s birthday. “But why is everyone out? It’s a school night and you’re working.”

“Change of plan. We swapped with B-shift so we work tomorrow instead of tonight. Nance’s sister is in town and they’re having some kind of girls night with Marj.”

“Right.”

“So that means…” TK started, sitting up in the tub a little more and leaning closer to Carlos. “I get you all to myself tonight.”

Carlos smiled and kissed him.

“And what were you planning on doing on this child and dog free night?”

“Oh I have plans. Big plans.” TK replied, sitting back in the tub.

“Plans that involve getting out of that tub any time soon?” Carlos asked, amused.

TK cocked his head.

“Define soon.” He grinned. “Why don’t you join me?”

“TK the two of us will never fit in there together.”

“Of course we will. There’s plenty of room.” TK argued and after a few minutes back and forth, Carlos gave in and got undressed before getting in the tub with him.

It was a tight squeeze but with his back against TK’s chest and their knees pulled up slightly, they just about made it work.

“See? I told you it would fit.” TK said, pressing kisses to Carlos’ neck and shoulders and letting his hands wander over the rest of his body, feeling the tension slowly slip away. “And we have a history of making the most out of tight spaces.”

“And just like that the moment is gone.”

“That’s not what you said when we first met.” TK teased. “Or fifteen minutes after I suppose.”

Carlos shook his head but let the comment slide. He was too comfortable and happy to forget about the world outside their bathroom for a while.

They chatted about their day while TK washed his hair, and Carlos decided if they never left the tub, he would be more than ok with that. He leaned back against TK and closed his eyes.

“Don’t fall asleep on me.” TK’s voice was in his ear. “We have plans.”

“Unless it involves you, me, our sofa, the tv, and last night’s leftovers, I’m not interested.”

TK laughed.

“You’re getting boring in your old age. You’re starting to become a grumpy old man.”

“You’re older than me.” Carlos replied.

“And yet you’re acting like you’re 90 instead of 42.”

“My inner 90 year old doesn’t care.”

TK laughed again and pressed a kiss to his shoulder before getting out of the tub.

“I’ll give you ten more minutes before I’m coming to get you.”

“Hmm…” Carlos replied, closing his eyes and leaning back in the tub. The warm water soothing the aches and tired muscles.

He’d meant to go back to physical therapy because his back and legs were acting up from an old injury he’d sustained on the job when Daniel, their youngest, was little. He’d fallen three stories when the floor of an old building had given out when they were chasing a suspect.

The doctors had said it had been a miracle he’d survived, and they’d do everything they could for him, but that there was only a slim chance he’d get back to how he was before the accident.

But Carlos was nothing if not stubborn and re-learned to walk again, just as Danny was starting to take his first steps. He always said they learned to walk together.

Finishing fifth in the father-son race at his school when he was six had been the ultimate triumph after a long recovery.

“Ok your ten minutes are up. I’ve picked out something sexy for you to wear, it’s on the bed.” TK came back into the bathroom. “Do you need a hand getting out?”

Carlos shook his head and reluctantly got out of the tub and accepted the towel TK handed him.

“Are we going out?” he asked, drying himself off and taking a good look at his husband who was dressed way too nice for a night in front of the tv.

“Yep.”

“Where to?”

“You’ll see.”

“Did you book a table somewhere?”

“Maybe I did, maybe I didn’t.”

Carlos frowned and followed him into the bedroom.

The outfit TK had picked out for him was simple but nice enough for a restaurant. A green shirt and suit jacket, paired with dark jeans.

And a tie.

“A tie? Do you want me to wear a tie with this?”

“Yes.” TK grinned and picked the item up from the bed. “But not around your neck.”

“Where else would I wear it?”

“It’s a blindfold.”

“A what? Why?”

“So you don’t figure out where we’re going until we’re there.”

Carlos looked at him as if he’d lost his mind.

“You want to blindfold me and take me to an unknown location? I’ve arrested guys for less.” He deadpanned, making TK laugh.

“Well detective, if you’re lucky we’ll get the cuffs out tonight.” He winked. “Do you trust me?”

“With my life.”

“Then trust me when I say you’re going to like what I planned for us.”

Twenty minutes later, TK was leading him out the door and helping him get into the car.

“TK, I was born in Austin and I’m a cop. I know this city better than anyone. I’ll figure out where we’re going anyway, just let me take off this blindfold.”

“Nope. You big control freak.” TK teased, fastening his seat belt and getting into the car himself. “And I’m certain you won’t know where we’re going.” He started the car.

“Is that a challenge?”

“No but you’re going to make it one, aren’t you?”

“Maybe.”

They drove around for a while and as much as Carlos hated to admit it to himself, he had no clue where they were. He had a feeling TK had taken a few extra turns to throw him off and it worked.

Though he wasn’t about to tell TK that.

“Ok we’re here.” TK parked the car. “Don’t move and don’t take off the blindfold. I’ll help you out. Give me a minute.”

“Where’s here?” Carlos asked, feeling a hard surface under his feet as he got out, meaning they were at least still in the city.

“You’ll see.”

He tried listening for noises to tell him where they were but there wasn’t anything distinctive. No music or talking from other people, so they probably weren’t downtown.

“Two steps coming up.” TK warned him and he carefully lifted his feet to find them. “And now a small threshold.”

He stepped over it and let TK take off his jacket.

“Where are we?” he asked again. “It’s not a restaurant… it’s too quiet. And we didn’t drive long enough to get to the ranch… but we’re still in the city, right?”

“Don’t try to detective your way out of this. You’re not at work now.” TK scolded him before taking his hand and leading him further. “Take a step to the right and then sit down.” TK instructed him and guided him to his chair. “There is a table in front of you.”

Carlos reached up and put his hands on the table.

“No tablecloth… so definitely not a restaurant.”

“No, but I promise the food here is great.”

Carlos frowned.

“TK what did you do?”

“It’s a surprise. Just give me a minute and it’ll all make sense.”

“I doubt that.” Carlos mumbled and judging by the sound of TK’s laugh, he’d heard him.

He heard something being unscrewed and then being poured in what he assumed was a glass.

“Do you want a drink baby?” TK grabbed his hand and put a glass in it.

“Wine?” Carlos asked after taking a sip.

“Grape juice.”

“So we are having dinner?”

“Of course. What kind of husband would I be if I didn’t feed you?”

“I don’t remember the part of your vows where you promised to blindfold me.”

TK laughed.

“You’ve never had any complaints in that department.”

“Because it usually involves our bed and a lot less clothes.”

“We’ll get to that later.”

Carlos heard someone, possibly TK, move around and the sound of containers being opened and something being scooped onto what he assumed were plates.

“Ok. You can take off the blindfold now.”

Carlos quickly undid the knot on the back of his head and pulled the tie away from his eyes. He took in his surroundings before meeting his husband’s smiling eyes across the table.

“Really? This is where you took me?”

TK shrugged.

“I didn’t have a lot of time to plan something so I had to make do.”

Carlos laughed and shook his head.

“And how did you do this?” he looked down at the food on his plate.

“Delivery.” TK explained, trying to keep a straight face. “The guy was waiting outside when we got here. That’s why you had to stay in the car. Now eat up before it gets cold.”

Carlos picked up the chopsticks next to his plate.

“Let me get this straight… You made me get dressed up, blindfolded me, drove me around Austin for half an hour… just to take me home and have Chinese food at our own dining room table?”

TK grinned and flicked on the little electric candle in the middle of the table.

“Congratulations detective, you’ve solved the case.”

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