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Into The Casino Ch16

(WARNING: Fight scenes including hair pulling and a death is contained within this chapter as well as past abuse mentioned. If this makes you uncomfortable please don't read. You have been warned.) What happened on the way home was..Well...Interesting to say the least. The strange warm feeling in his chest still hadn't gone away even after they were leaving. The gal feeling exhausted enough to fall asleep against his shoulder and ONLY because he was a gentleman, he wrapped an arm around her and allowed her to lean against him on the way home. Cyber was a little confused on his silence and the face he made as he glanced out the window on the way back, but she chalked it up to him calculating about the new possible deals he could make or perhaps maybe he was thinking about how to con someone over again. He had that hard thinking face over him and it was best to let him think at times. So she didn't argue when the limo finally stopped in front of their home, and he lightly shook the sleeping beauty awake. Her purple eyes blinking and she yawned tiredly, and he told Cyber to go take her back and make sure she got some rest. Thankfully Leaving Minight in charge with Disease following her orders was a grand idea. No harm was done to the place while they were gone. ....Sleep didn't come easy to him that night surprisingly but he managed. The next day was like it didn't even happen. In fact it was very normal. He got up, gave the usually orders to everyone who would get their assignments from him and told her the small list of personal things he needed her to be done that day. Which included cleaning out his office, but he made sure that all the valuable souls were very well secured and locked away where only he or Cyber could retrieve them. She smiled brightly and agreed as usually before trotting on her merry way...but this time that small warm feeling returned...he shrugged it off and continued onto the floor with Cyber. Business as usually.

Except the day after that the small feeling happened again. And again. And Again. And again. AND AGAIN!! Before he knew it nearly a month had passed with that strange small warm feeling in his chest was still there whenever he spoke to her, but he simply ignored it as he had better things to get done. Until one day he had a knock at the office door. He looked to the door for a moment before looking back down to the papers in his hands.

"Come in. Door's open." Well the door did open and in stepped the timid creature. He was a bit surprised she of all people would come in at this time of day, but he gave that famous smile none the less. "Aw, Pet.~ Hello, my dear. What can I do for you today? Is Disease bothering you again?"

She didn't answer straight away, but still gave a small smile. "N-No. I actually wanted to ask you something.''

"Ask away my dear! Im always happy to hear from you." Her question wasn't really something he would be expecting.

As she sheepishly rubbed her arm and looked everywhere but him. "A-Actually, I-I was wondering if you'd ever want to go dancing with me again s-sometime. I-It was really fun and I-" She looked back to him with a small smile. "I think..I want t-to get to know you better."

Well...that certainly was unexpected, but that just meant more progress! So he happily grinned politely as her sweet offer to him. "Darling. Of course! I would be delighted to spend time with you." His red eyes glanced to the grandfather on the otherside of the office before glancing back to her. "Tell you what. Why don't you join me for tea in an hour? We'll have plenty of time to talk then."

Her ears perked up with a bigger smile. "R-Really? S-Sure. I'd really like that."

He chuckled. "Very well then. In the meantime, do be a dear and fetch me another cup of coffee, will you? This business deal won't straighten itself out."

She happily agreed and he was eventually rewarded with a new steaming mug of coffee and he was happily looking through the papers he held within his hands as the clock clicked away on the wall across from them. Instead of leaving as soon as she gave him the mug, she stayed and looked curiously to the papers he held with innocent naivity. Oh it made him chuckle.

"What are you dealing with this time?" An innocent enough question.

"The owner of the winery next door has offered to sell it to me, but getting a hold of him is as easy as putting a fire out with gas." Which meant it wasn't easy at all. What could the fool possibly be doing that was so much more important than selling him the dam place if he offered in the first place?!

She made an 'oh' and blinked back to him. "Well I think it'd be a great addition to the casino."

"Is that right?"

She nodded. "Absolutely! With your business managing skills I bet you could connect the two easily. Maybe even open up a second larger bar inside it. Those are pretty popular as I've heard." Her brows furrowed in thought. "But maybe not make it so smoke ridden or blast that ridiculous excuse for music around, not a lot of people like those places. By the looks of all your friends at the party I'd say a few of them would pay a pretty penny to have one place around here that wasn't so....exotic like Rita's." She didn't even notice Lou had stopped midway through a sip and looked up at her. "With Midnight's potion making, you could probably even make your own brand and sell it too! Plus if you expanded the winery to double the size and enhanced the magical power of turning grapes into wine, I bet you'd get a lot more customers. A lot of people would like real authentic wine made from real grapes like on the surface instead of..how did Disease put it? 'Cheap gunk water'? And since you'd be able to grow your own grapes and own the brewery, you'd be able to make yourself some as well with no cost at all." She turned to him with a smile but paused seeing his face. "Oh..I-Im sorry. W-Was I talking too much?"

"..No. No actually. All those sounds like marvelous ideas!" He smiled before sipping that bitter tasting drink.

"Really?!"

He chuckled again. "But of course. But I am curious. Where did you learn all your business know how anyhow? I know you explained your father was a prominent business man, probably not as successful as yours truly, but by what you told me about him and your past, he didn't seem too keen on letting a lady such as you keep on the family business. No offense."

Her eyes glanced down for a moment. "He-...He often dragged me along to..c-certain business meetings if he knew someone had a son. I heard a lot at those places."

He glanced up at her for a moment. "....And I am to assume he only brought you along to use you as some kind of token in case he saw an opportunity to use you to get information from said sons? Or am I assuming something too large?"

"No. You're p-pretty spot on. He didn't see me for anything else."

"What of your mother?" If she was spilling information, he might as well get as much as he could get from her. Never know when it might come in handy.

She shrugged. "I don't know. My parents got divorced when I was a baby and she...s-she left me with him. N-Never met her."

"Oh, I see....Well I am sorry for your situation." He went back to his papers with another sip.

"Thank you..." She looked at him. "What was your family like?"

He paused...before blinking and looking back up to her. "My family?" She nodded and he went silent for a moment. ".....They were...terrible people let's say. A gambling man and his not so wonderful wife is what resulted in myself."

"Is that why you're so good at running a casino?"

He chuckled. Oh if only she really knew the many nights he was forced from a young age to stand watch as his father and his 'friends' gambled any and all money away, drinking away their sorrows. Of course he never did, instead he was much more interested in what the men did with the cards. And eventually he swiped a deck himself and began practicing when he was bored, which lead to him developing his own tricks. His own destiny carved out by himself. And the name he made back on the surface. He sometimes wondered if his name was still up there somewhere besides obviously on a tombstone. Were there any records of himself from his bloody gang wars? Probably not because then he was still nothing but a small fish in a big pond, but you could imagine his surprise when he woke up to him tumbling down and hitting the sidewalk hard when he first got here. Confused as all hell but quickly able to recover. He had to claw his way up the ranks and fought tooth and nail to get there, but it all paid off now didn't it. Hard work always paid off in the end in his experience. Sometimes he wondered what his poor parents faces would be if they could see him now? An overlord of hell and richer than they would ever dream! That's the difference between him and them. He was smart with his money and knew how to play the game.

"You could say so. But I like to believe it's more thanks to my natural ability to spot the obvious good things in life before they slip away.~"

"Oh. Well I'd say you have a wonderful ability!"

He chuckled more at her politeness. "Thank you. But now I believe I promised that tea."

Things were FINALLY starting to look more progressive with Midnight's assignment as over the next few days she was finally able to restore them to their (almost) original state and they looked a lot cleaner than when he first got them. He was pleased none the less, but she told him they'd need to test them which was a small problem. Obviously he couldn't let anyone know he had them for confidential reasons, so it'd be a bit tricky. But he would figure it out later. He was making great progress bout everywhere it seemed. The pretty pet wanted to spend more time with him and he was happily to oblige, sometimes for tea, other times for that promised dancing he promised. He was surprised to find out she knew the jitterbug and charleton, though it was quite obvious she was still rusty. He was happy to escort her through the small steps and be close to her-..Uh! I mean to get her to easily go with what he said of course. It had nothing to do with her giggles or the surprise squeaks she'd make when he surprised her, or the fact she basically enjoyed the same things he did. It was just because he enjoyed dancing and it was nice to have someone compliment his singing and dancing skills. But it certainly stroked his ego as Midnight would oh so lovely put it. She wasn't...bad to have around. Compliments and politeness aside, she was very down to earth and ..surprisingly passionate. Actually dimallishing Rita's bar when he asked her what could be better about it. He laughed and honestly wondered what Rita would think if she knew someone as weak as her thought her place was a 'smelly bin of smoke and sweat that needed a few windows and MORE than just a few scented candles'.

Well after that little laugh he knew just the position to promote her to. So when he called her up to come to his office, she was pretty surprised when he explained why.

She blinked. "Personal asisntant?"

He hummed and nodded. "That's right, Dear! I feel as if merely being a secretary was ..undermining your abilities. You'd still have your duties AS my secretary but with more duties added on. But I promise the extra work would be worth the effort."

"What exactly are they?"

"You'd be entrusted with taking care of my more personal property. For example you're now in charge of making sure my space her is always in order and things are where I can find them, you'd be in charge of making sure my meals are delivered, and of course as my right hand asistant you'd be accompying me on business if it calls for it. But if it sounds too much too soon for you, I'll gladly just not give the promotion."

And wouldn't you know it. Hook. Line. And sinker. He made it seemed like something much better than it was and of course she agreed right away it would be a fantastic idea. And the next day she got too it. If there was another thing he could say about her it was that it was she was a hard worker, and she worked her tail off to prove she earned that little spot. Or maybe it was because some part of her still felt scared or intimidated by him. Didn't matter for now. Progress was being made throughout. She would still flinch lightly when he wrapped an arm around her or patted her back, but it was MUCH better than before. Couldn't say the same thing about everyone else or big crowds. She still was timid around those and that was just fine with him. The less interaction beyond his little crew the better. He gets to spend more time with her and vise versa! Everyone wins. Especially him. Though there was still a matter of that small warm feeling that wasn't really that small anymore, and he had a sneaking feeling as to what it could've possibly been, but he still pushed the unimportant thing aside for now. Right now he had FINALLY gotten a hold of the man who wanted to sell him the place and it was certainly about time. He should have the documents on his next business run. Which would happen to be his little pet's first one with him to be exact. Not anywhere special, just the casino floor. Laughing, cheers, and music filled the air within the casino as demons of all kinds gambled their money away or drank themselves drunk. A usual day for the casino staff....Well, almost everyone. The clicking of hooves made their way down the hallway towards the more noisier side of the whole casino. The woman flipped through the many papers piled within her arms. She finally pulled one from the back, scanning her eyes over it before looking up at the person walking next to her smiling nervously. "T-The deed to the winery next door has successfully been obtained like you wanted." The taller male smiled down at her. "Excellent!" He snatched the document from her and smirked down at it. "With this we'll no longer have to rely on cheap black market booze. How much have we left in stock, Pet?" Her ears went back at the nickname, but answered, "I....don't know. I haven't looked yet." He hummed and gave her a look. "Go ask Rouge, that beer bug ought to give you the answer, then get back to me."

Her eyes blinked confused up at him and she rose a brow. "Rouge?"

A sudden realization came over him and he sighed. "Oh, yes! You two haven't properly been introduced yet! Silly me!" From where they were standing he pointed a hand across the giant room where she could barely make out the bar. "Rouge is one of my floor managers but she mostly just handles the many bars and kitchen areas I have around here. You can't miss her really. She really bugs you persay." He chuckled..but sighed again at her still confused face. "She's a bug demon. Green hair, wings- You can't miss her."

"Oh. I see."

"Yes, now be a dear and ask her how much stock we have so I can calculate how soon we can easily use my newly obtained purchase.~" A red claw was extended to pull back a stray gold hair from her face. She visibly flinched at the touch and stopped an her purple eyes darted at him. He only chuckled and leaned forward a little. "You can do that. Can't you, Pet?~" She gulped and managed to not stutter despite the heat in her face. "Of course I can." His hand patter her cheek before retracting back and chuckling. "I thought so.~ Now-" He began walking again with her quickly following behind. "-I must go speak with a very important client. No go find Rouge. She'll give you what you need." "Yes, Sir." He often used nicknames with her and very flirty gestures, but after working for him for a couple months she got used to it....Kinda. He seemed to get a chuckle out of seeing her squirm and those god forbidden squeak sounds she made. Though putting up with his antics was better than fighting for survival on the streets. Even if it meant her hand. They came to the end of the hallway where the loud sounds of music and voices were. Without so much but a side smile at her, he turned to the left and quickly disappeared among the crowd of other demons. She watched after him for a moment, but soon went the opposite way. It wasn't comfortable being around so many possibly dangerous demons, but most were too busy with their games to pay attention to her. The ones that DID she knew stared at her body(or more specifically her exposed leg or horn). She made the mistake of looking into the face of one of her 'admirers' as she walked past. The grimy man visibly smirked at her and licked his fangs.....which made her cringe, duck her head, and pick up her pace. The bar couldn't be far now, right? ....Right! The bar wasn't as crowded as he thought it'd be, but it was still pretty packed. In the middle of it all was the flutter of green wings as the insect demon passed out drinks fast with ease. Years of experience right there. And she blinked. That must've been the Rouge Lou was telling her about. She didn't notice her at first, but (when she got close enough) Rouge smiled in her direction and placed her hands on the counter as she sat down. "Hey there, Fuzzy. You here for a drink?" She gestured to the wide shelves behind her. "We got lots of choices to choose from, so pick your poison." She smiled and took a seat. "N-No. Lou wanted to know how much alcohol was left in stock." Rouge rose a brow in confusion and she remembered that they hadn't been introduced yet. So not one for being rude, she stuck a hand out. "I-I-Im Amalfia. Your coworker? Im sure we hadn't met." She still looked confused before she gave a knowing smile and grabbing her hand. "Oh yeah! I recognize your name from Disease telling me all about you and the big guy spending some time together." She smiled before looking down at the paperwork she held then back to her. "Someone's been busy." She brought her arms up to rest them and the papers on the bar and gave a smile. "It's not that bad. It's certainly better than doing laundry o-or sweeping the floors, b-but Im just here because he wants to know how much stock you all have left." She snorted. "With all the chores he makes ya do, I'm surprised he doesn't dress you up in a mad outfit." Instead of getting the suggestive joke, the unicorn cocked her head to the side in confusion. "Why would he have me do that? I'm pretty sure he already has cleaning staff." "...Never mind." She waved a hand dismissively before leaning off the counter. "You said you wanted to know the booze level. Alright. It'll take me a couple minutes though." "I can wait." "Alright. HEY!" Her head snapped to the right as she shouted. Another demon glared at her from the other side of the bar. "Cover me for a bit. I need something from the back." Rouge left without another word, disappearing through a door between the two shelves of alcohol as the other bartender kept serving the demons that came. Leaving her surrounding by patrons grumbling for their drinks or passed out drunk on the bar. It was fine though. She was usually left alone if she just kept her eyes down and didn't engage with anyone. This wasn't the case though. As she busied herself by flipping through the small stack of papers in her hands, she barely noticed someone sit n the stool next to her, which really wasn't a big deal. It was a free bar after all. What she did notice however was the sudden ever so light feeling of someone touching her leg- "DON'T TOUCH ME!!" Her body reacted far faster than her mouth did. Whipping around towards the danger, her body on high alert from the unwanted invasion of her personal space. Sitting there was the very same demon she'd made the mistake of seeing. Her shout had seemed to catch the attention of some others around her though. The demon smiled and stared down at her like she was a prime steak. Unintentionally, she swallowed and leaned away. She probably looked more scared than she would've liked. "I-I....I don't like strangers touching m-me. Please g-go away." At this, he chuckled and leaned down eye level. "I remember you-" Her eyes visibly widened at this, and her nose wrinkled up. His breath smelt like an unwashed dumpster. He pointed a finger before saying, "Don't you remember me?..It took me a while to figure out where you were after running into me at that d*mmed club. But seeing you on the arm of that rich boy, it didn't take too long after that." She sat there frozen. "I-I...I'm really s-s-sorry, Sir, if you think that. B-But Im sorry."

He leaned his head back in laughter before hissing and leaning closer to her. "You REALLY don't recognize me, do you? I would've thought an empty headed gal like you would've made it somewhere more innocent for that pretty little head of yours. Guess not. Suits me just fine. Wouldn't you say?...Dorothy?"

She absolutely froze. Ice was traveling through her veins and his smile got wider at her absolutely terrified face. "...no." Was all she was able to force out of her terrified form at the rush of her realization and old name hit her harder than a freight train- A sudden shriek cut from her throat as something had grabbed a large fistful of her poor blonde and white hair and pulled her head back. Her hand immediately flew up to the giant hand and began to claw at it to no avail. He somehow got closer to her face. "Y'know...It's been a long time since I last saw you. Thought you still seen the last of me huh?" Her body coursed with pain as her brain screamed for his unwanted touch to go away. To not let it happen again. "Let go of me! Put me down!" Her body thrashed against the iron grip of her captor which made him raise his hand higher, dragging her from her seat. She screamed and started kicking her legs out. The commotion caught the attention of a whole lot of others, but most seemed more entertained by the fight than concerned for her. By this point she thought her head would pop off with how much it hurt. Her kicking had already sent her papers all over the ground below them. "I wonder how much a second owned horse would go for-" Another hand pressed her cheek. "A pure little thing like you would be worth a lo-AAAAHHH!!" The squirming flesh in her mouth tasted horrible, but something told her to keep her teeth clamped down. The demon cursed and pulled against her. Pushing her head back further.

"What THE F*CK are you doing?!" The female voice and the demanding tone behind it was enough to make the male demon stop and look down. By some miracle, Rouge had returned, probably hearing their screams, and was glaring at him with enough bite to put a cobra to shame. Her eyes flashed to her crying, squirming body held up by him for one split second. "....Okay, you burnt cherry lookin' mothaf*cker. You have one second to put Fuzzy down before I shove a bottle up your a$$." "Mind your own f*cking business!" Her jaw's grip had loosened in the few seconds after Rouge's return, so it was easy to finally slip his hand free to point at the much smaller demon and start yelling at her. Which gave her only a few moments to react. It was obvious this guy was physically stronger and wasn't planning on letting her go anytime soon. She sure as h*ll wasn't going back to being his to boss around. Not after so many years of FINALLY getting away. Not having to look over her shoulder, finally enjoying herself for once in her entire existance. She wouldn't go back to that enclosed prison again. So, in her panicked state, there was one very obvious solution- "LOU!!," she shrieked at the top of her lungs. Drowning out any other sound from her brain, "LOU, HELP!!" The tears dulled her vision somewhat so the next moments were a bit blurry, but no one could miss the obvious chair that came flying out of nowhere and collided with him full force. Sending them both to the floor. The sudden release from her hair was a relief compared to the smack to the floor....but it was better than being held in mid air. Her head tingled with dulled pain still, but there was no time to linger on that when a demonic cry and gagging sounds came next to her. Once again her body reacted before her conscious brain did and she sat up and away....and her eyes widened. The demon was the one making the gagging noises and flailing about like a fish out of water. The clawing at his neck directed her to the green rope like appendage firmly wrapped around it. Small red spikes dotted along it's sides. Before another shot out of no where above her making her whimper and duck as another red spiked green rope wrapped around the struggling demon's hand, and another grabbing his other hand. His red snout which didn't look good from the chair colliding with him, was held firmly shut as the green things wrapped him more than a mummy until he could barely move and was dropped to the floor in front of her. Another screech got her attention as well as some others. Her purple eyes widened at who was screeching. "Lou?" The plant demon was transfixed on the still choking demon. A fixture of rage and something she couldn't quite place on his face. He seemed to also be struggling as Cyber was death gripping his waist to hold back the snarling beast. "Lou, STOP! That's enough!" He didn't stop. "LOU!!" He froze. Everything seemed to freeze for those few agonizing moments...before his body slowly began to relax back and he blinked. "......Lou?" His head snapped to the unicorn looking up at him from the ground with a confused gaze....then around at all the patrons still watching- He quickly straightened up, reaching to fix his bowtie and hat, as if it never happened, before snapping his fingers. The vine around the guy's neck loosened and slunk away leaving him hacking and coughing. She let out a loud squeak as more vines wrapped around her suddenly and hoisted her up and over towards the two. There, she was firmly placed next to him and she gladly went behind the plant demon. He rose a brow at the fightened shaking lady as she death dripped his shirt and those purple eyes stared in absolute fear at the man gasping for breath on the floor before he hissed up at them.

"You little b*tch! Hiding behind that stupid fatcat like he's some shield for your petty little behind! You never could be stronger than me could you!? You were always too weak to do anything!!"

Now, he had made a gave mistake. He was willing to just beat him to a pulp and leave him on the streets, after all no one made a sceen in his casino without consequences and he was already in such a foul, but what had just come out of his mouth seemed to make a difference. A hiccup escaped from behind him and he slowly turned his raised brow to the woman now pressing her face to his back, not daring to look up. "Is he...?"

Her whimper was and what he had just said confirmed on just who this man was. Well, well. This day had just gotten interesting, now didn't it? What a stupid, stupid move for this poor soul to make. Lou slowly turned his gaze back to the struggling form of the cursing man in front of him. Oh he knew EXACTLY what to do with him.

"Cyber. Take this lowlife trash to Midnight, and keep him there until I come up." He turned back to the terrorfied female behind him before reaching an arm behind him and pulling her from behind him to his side. "You are coming with me." Cyber gave him an overly confused look with a," Uh. Sure, Boss." She watched silently as Lou led the horrified gal away from the cussing man and watching crowd and without so much as another word, she blankly looked down to the guy trapped in vines and rose a brow as he uselessly dug his grave by cussing her out. With ease she grabbed the vine cocooned man and threw him over her shoulder. Rolling her eyes as he cussed and screamed his way through the crowed. Leaving Rouge there extremely confused to the events that just played out. ".....Da f*ck just happened?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ It took a while for him to calm her down from her very obvious panic attack which left her clinging and crying into him for the longest time as he shushed her and attempted to sooth her over like how Midnight would sooth Disease in one of his moments. Eventually she was able to get a hold of herself and just sat there in his grip hiccupping and wiping at her face for a while. When he thought she was able to be steady by herself he finally let go and she didn't make any protests when he did. Just try to pull herself together from the ordeal. Which left him to sigh and finally to go and sit in his chair for a while- He groaned and reached up to rub at his temples. The soft office chair hugged his slumped over body as he racked his brain. A small thump from the desk made him open his eyes and noticed the small white cup that was placed in front of him. The smell of coffee and weed killer filled the air, and on top of it all was the smiling face of the unicorn. "Thank you." He grabbed it before chugging it down half way. She gave him a bigger smile. "I thought you'd want that after the fight back there." He dryly chuckled. Oh, yes. The fight. He honestly didn't know what to think of it all. One moment he was casually talking up one of his more richer clients, alomost sealed the deal too, when the first screams rang out. At first, he didn't pay much attention to it, if there was a fight then the bouncers would take care of it. That's what they were paid for. What he DID pay attention to was the screaming of his name- "LOU!! LOU, HELP!!" You could say he snapped around faster than a bullet. Completely confused to who could've been shouting for him- Until he saw it. The struggling form of Amalfia struggling against a sickly cherry red demon with his hand gripping her hair. What happened next was something he couldn't quite explain. It was almost like someone flipped a switch and red clouded his vision. Though throwing a chair and making a scene in front of his customers was a blur, he would've never done that otherwise. Something his head couldn't wrap around he supposed. The only logical thing he could come to was that he became overly angry at having his pretty little weapon in danger of being taken from him and his power hungry instincts took over for a little bit. What else could it have been? "Yes. Well-" He sat back up bringing the cup with him. "I don't tolerate strangers placing their hands on the woman I intend on marrying. I would advise against going back there anytime soon." "But, my papers-" "I'll send Cyber to retrieve them." He gave the cup a look before glancing back at her. ".....This coffee tastes a bit old. Why don't you go make a new pot?" "Alright. I get the hint. But, Lou-" A Soft hand reached out to gently squeeze his free hand. "I mean it. Thank you." She slowly removed herself from by the desk and made her way over to the doorway. He sat there frozen for what seemed like forever before slowly clenching his free hand. What the h*ll was wrong with him today?! He gave a frustrated growl before reaching up to remove his hat and run those red digits through his blonde locks of his, whatever. He would feel like himself soon again anyways. But he had other business to attend to that he certainly was not going to overlook or leave as a threat to any of his plans.

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He had to wait for her to go to sleep which took a little longer than usually thanks to the mongeral's scare from earlier, but it's nothing some reassurance and warm drink couldn't help. He didn't know why but-...under that calm smile of his anger resurfaced and he gave off a frustrated growl as soon as he left the room and started making his way towards Midnight's lab, which was just a little ways from his dance room. And with his fast pace fueled by the anger in his veins it didn't take long for him to get there. But what first graced his ears was loud muffled mumbles coming from the inside of said lab and his anger started to turn in that direction. The door was pushed open maybe a little more forcefully than he'd like but that didn't matter to him in the moment and he just stood there in the doorway. Rasing a brow at what he was met with. The table Midnight used for....'things' was currently occupied by the struggling red skinned demon, the vines removed for favor of the clamps on the table, Cyber was standing right next to the table looking at him and shrugged. And a little ways from her was a grumpy as ever looking Midnight and a frowning snake flicking his tongue out at the guy...and he just now noticed the mongral had a black eye to match the rope around his mouth.

"..Did I miss something?"

"Eh...The guy got some colorful language and decided to use it on Midnight," she jabbed a thumb behind her at the grumpy looking which. "Disease wasn't too happy let's just say.''

He hummed as he walked into the room, hands behind his back and gave him a calm half lidded look without the smile. Rage burning behind those lidded red eyes of his. The guy glaring at him with absolute hatred behind that gag of his. "...Remove the gag."

Cyber did as she was told without question and with one pull the rope fell from the douchbag's snout. He coughed a few times before glaring up at him. "YOU F*CKING SON OF A B*TCH!! I'LL PLUCK YOUR PETALS AND SNAP YOUR F*CKING STEM YOU TWAT!!"

Lou's face didn't change and instead rolled his eyes. "Simpleton. You all always resort to petty curses and empty threats when you're about to meet your end. Midnight." The witch looked up from..whatever she was currently mixing together and with a sinister smile plastoring itself onto his face, he pointed to the strapped down man. "We found the new volunteer for your projects. Let's hope they prove useful research eh?"

The guy's eyes widened and snapped to the witch who all of a sudden didn't look so grumpy and was staring dead at him with...calculating eyes, before struggling against the table's restraints and glaring back him. "YOU F*CKING B*ST*RD!! LET ME OUT!!"

he hummed and tapped in his in mock thought. "Um...No. You see, you could've scared off one of my plan's assets and I simply cannot have that. So as punishment you get to help Midnight test out some of our other assets for this the small takeover I hope to achieve.~ Isn't that wonderful? Too bad you won't live to see it."

"WHY YOU FU-" The guy's snout was slammed shut by Cyber after Lou nodded to her. With incredible strength, she held his red jaws shut with one hand while looping the rope back around it with the other. Midnight already looked a little better, digging through one of the draws of her desk and pulling out a few potions and things she was eager to use. As for him?...He deserved a good night's sleep after today. He felt oddly satisfied and wanted to leave them to it. Turning on his heel he took a few steps before stopping in the doorway.

"Oh..By the way.'' He looked over his shoulder. Smile and red eyes glowing in the dark. "You missed out on having a remarkible lady by your side. I guess in a way I should really be thanking you. In a sense you pushed her to me and I couldn't be happier.~" Cyber rose a brow again at him happy tone. "But we both know I won't do any of that."

The doors closed behind him and muffled cries cursed him from behind.

All characters except Amalfia belongs to @palettepainter

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wuvbug-kny · 4 years

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too late — kamado tanjirou

↬ tw!! suicidal thoughts

↬ tanjirou x fem!reader x inosuke

↬ genre: angst

“i-i really do like you..um, it wasnt easy to confess b-but..yeah..”

my body shook. my head ached. my anxiety was over the roof. what was i thinking, why would i confess to him?! oh god. im going insane. what was i thinking..

i felt tears in my eyes start to form as my body got hotter by the second. my fists were clenches togethee tightly, nails digging into my palms as my heart raced at an unsteady pace. i gulped. why wasnt he saying anything? why is he just standing there? oh no.. my eyes remained stuck onto the ground as the knot in my throat got tighter. the tears that had formed in my eyes began to fall to the ground, and out of embarassment i lowered my head even more hoping he wouldnt notice.

tanjirou, please dont break me more than i already am broken.

“(y/n)..”

“y-yes?”

“im sorry.

i cant reciprocate your feelings.”

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i felt numb. i felt like complete, utter trash.

i felt worthless. i feel worthless.

of course it turned out that way.

why did i get my hopes up? why was i so dumb? to think someone like him would love such a lonely, miserable girl like me.

my heart ached. ever since i felt like the hole in my chest had gotten the biggest its ever been. it hurt, the pain was incredibly painful, i felt like i seeped even more into darkness than the darkness i was emorsed in before.

god, why am i so miserable? what is this life you’ve given me? what is my purpose?

sometimes, no, at all times i just want to disappear.

the knock on my door startled me, causing me to jump up from my laying position on my bed, in result of getting up too fast i had landed on my floor painfully. i grunted in pain as more tears began to spilled out from my eyes.

im miserable..

quickly sitting up, i wiped the tears from my tomato reddened face before sucking everything up as best as i could.

“y-yes?” i replied to the knocking coming from my door.

the knocking got even louder.

confused, i called out again. “y-yes??”

i jumped, shrieking slightly as the door was kicked open. am i under attack? but this is the butterfly estate! scrambling to my bed like the coward i was, i quickly pulled out my blade, pointing it towards the now beaten down door.

“w-who is it??” i shivered.

“(y/n), you bird brain! training has started and everyone is still waiting on you!!”

in came inosuke, wearing his boar mask as usual.

i lowered my blade and sighed shakily, before putting it away. “i-inosuke..you scared me. you could of just answered to me instead of kicking my door open..” i said, getting up from the bed.

“whatever! you should be at training! you’re holding everyone up, you stupid hag!” he huffed, crossing his arms.

i forcefully made myself laugh, even though i was in now way amused by his words.

hes right.

im a burden to everybody.

i shouldnt be here.

i should just die.

im so worthless.

everyone would be better off without me.

without realizing, i felt the warmness of my tears flowing down my face. i felt my heart ache so badly, my body shaking.

unable to hold my stance, i fall to the floor. sobbing.

because im so pathetic.

taking my bruised up hands, i quickly try to wipe the tears away but they just keep coming, and coming. i cant stop. i cant stop. my bubble has bursted, i have no more energy, i have no energy to keep it all in anymore, i cant control myself.

as i was too busy drowning in my negative, self killing thoughts, i was interrupted when my hands were pulled away from my face.

a little taken aback, but still having tears flowing down my face, i looked up.

inosuke..

“what are you, a baby? stop it.” he grumbled as he wiped my tears away with his thumb. his thumb glided across my cheek, flicking my tears away as gently as ever. for a moment i felt my heart warm. this is the first time ive ever been carressed so gently. i loved the feeling, but at the same time surprised as to who i was recieving it from.

“dont cry anymore. i dont like it.” his hands gently carressed my face now as his emerald eyes looked into mine. i felt my heart skip a beat, the empty deep feeling in my chest being forgotten at the very moment. i couldnt look away from his eyes.

for the first time ever, i felt like. i was okay.

i teared up again, but before i could let the tears spill i engulfed inosuke in a hug. an endearing, loving, grateful hug. i sobbed as i buried my face into his chest.

“t-thank you. thank you so much.”

i felt his arms wrap around my shaking figure gently, as he at the same time patted my head.

i was honestly surprised as to what was going on right now. out of all people, inosuke.

you’ve made me so happy. you’ve made me feel safe, okay, and wanted.

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two months had passed ever since tanjirou had turned me down.

honestly, i had nothing against tanjirou. i never expected him to like me, heck, love me back even. i never expected him to reciprocate my feelings. but at the same time, i felt like i still had a chance. i dont know what was going through my mind at the time.

i still loved tanjirou. maybe not as much as before, but i knew i still had the slightesy feelings for him. i try my best to talk to him as if nothing had ever happened. i really just want to move on from it.

as much as i hate myself for it, seeing him and talking to him makes me feel worthless. i hate myself for feeling that way. if i could go back in time and redo everything, i most certainly would.

what hurt me even more was to see how close he had gotten himself with kanao. it was no surprise to me, honestly. kanao is a very pretty girl, and she’s just way better than me in general in regards to demon slaying and skill wise.

no wonder tanjirou would take interest in her.

i was happy for him, i really was. i held no resent towards kanao at all. afterall, it would be petty and childish.

kanao was a dear friend to me and if they really did have chemistry between one another, i do really wish them the best.

i just cant help but pity myself.

“(y/n)!”

i squeaked in surprise as i was suddenly lifted off the ground by a pair of arms around my waste and twirled around. it took me a moment to realize that it was nobody but inosuke, before having a giggling fit.

“i-inosuke! put me down!” i laughed as he started to make plane noises. i felt myself blush as his eyes locked itself with mine, before averting my gaze to block him from noticing my face had turned into a tomato red.

ever since i broke down in front of inosuke and had him comfort me, we’ve gotten a lot closer. not much has changed between us personality wise, but he associated with me way more and always seemed ready whenever id ask him a favor, etc. he also now liked to pick me up and pretend to toss me, or making plane noises as he twirled me around.

he’s honestly like my best friend now. i can actually talk to him about how i feel deep down inside. he listens but doesnt really give much input on it, but i dont mind. its inosuke afterall, what can i expect? all im grateful for is that he listens.

inosuke grinned before setting me back down on the floor. he patted my hat before literally collapsing onto the grass covered ground, yawning and using his arms to rest his head on.

“im tired, (y/n). take a nap with me.” he grunted, patting the spot next to him. i smiled before laying down too, as i looked up at the sky.

“hey, inosu-“ i cut myself off after i had looked at him and noticed he was already out like a light. i giggled a bit. hes such a baby, honestly.

i stared at his face a bit more and noticed how pretty and feminine his features were. his eyelashes were curled and at a beautiful length, his lips slightly parted making him look angelic. his fair skin with no scars made him look like an angel.

jeez, god really do be picking favorites.

i sighed before laying back down on the grass, closing my eyes as i rested my head on inosuke’s chest. i felt myself sleeping into sleep and just let it happen.

this was one of the many times i felt at peace, always with inosuke.

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“im telling you, inosuke and (y/n) have a thing going on! have you seen how they are with each other?!” falling onto the floor, zenitsu started to sob. “why, out of all people, him?! a pretty girl like (y/n) deserves better! eUUugGNnN!!”

“what are you guys talking about?” tanjirou asked as he walked into the room, a smile worn on his face as he laughed at zenitsu obviously being overdramatic about whatever it was.

aoi and the other three girls sighed as they continued on eating their lunch.

“zenitsu thinks (y/n) and inosuke are dating and hes freaking out about it because he knows he’ll never get someone as pretty as (y/n).” aoi said, laughing at the last part.

tanjirou froze, before laughing nervously. “aaah, dont say that, im sure zenitsu will find someone one day!”

aoi shrugged, followed on by more giggles coming from sumi and the two others.

“are (y/n) and inosuke really dating?” tanjirou asked, sitting down.

“dont even mention it! agh!” zenitsu cried from his laying position on the ground, before burying his face in his arms again.

aoi rolled her eyes before moving onto answering tanjirou. “well..no, actually yeah, no, we dont know. i mean it looks like it. they’ve gotten a lot of closer and inosuke is always up on (y/n) now. i mean, they’d make a really cute couple! i see the way (y/n) lights up when shes around him.”

“a-ah. i see.” tanjirou said, letting out a slight laugh. “well, im gonna head out to train now. ill see you all at dinner.”

aoi and the three girls said goodbye to him as he made his exit.

tanjirou walked down the halls of the butterfly estate, before stumbling upon the garden. he sighed, walking out with the intention to take a look at the peaceful view of the garden meadow and for some fresh air.

his peace was interrupted, however, as his eyes locked upon two well known people cuddled up on the garden grass, taking a peaceful nap.

his fists clenched, and so did his teeth.

he felt jealousy over power him. he did not realize it, but it was there and he felt it. he just didnt know what it was.

but what he knew, was regret.

that he had let (y/n) slip past him.

#kny tanjirou #tanjirou x reader #demon slayer tanjirou #angst #kny x reader #demon slayer inosuke #inosuke x reader #inosuke kny #im back #:(( <3 #kimetsunoyaiba #demon slayer #fanfic #kny fanfic #kny fandom

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yaohoerozu · 5 years

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Toga, Bakugo and Mt Lady x Reader with anger issues

@gotmoomoo IM SO SORRY I DELETED YOUR REQUEST BY ACCIDENT ANGEL BABSJD I’m still new to this aaaa I keep misclicking but ANYWAYS I loved your idea hnnng I’m super short tempered so the request spoke to me honestly LOL

Also I might not remember the full details of your request so I’m very sorry if I leave some details out :((

Hope you enjoy these scenarios!!

~Toga Himiko~

“Himiko for the last time, please shut your damn mouth,” You mumbled irritably, swirling the contents of your glass with a deep frown etched across your face. The crazed high schooler had been seeking your attention all day now, going as far as trailing her sharp blades down your cheekbone and tickling you to no end in an attempt to get you to come and do her hair the way you usually styled yours, her features pulling into a childish pout whenever you refused. “Pretty pleaseee Y/n?? I wanna have the same hair as you!! That way we can be even closer, y’know! And I’ll be closer to becoming just like you, a perfect copy of you, the same person as you! Just you!” The blonde chanted excitedly, waving her fists up and down by her sides. Her sing song voice seemed to irritate you some more, and you decided to stand up shortly after to try and get some space between you and the girl for a moment, just so you could calm your pounding head down and relax for a few minutes. It was hard ever getting some time to yourself with Toga as your partner, but you assumed that if you showed how much of a foul mood you were in, she’d somehow realise you didn’t have the energy to deal with her psychotic tendencies as of right now, and just leave while you closed your eyes and took a seat on the couch.

Oh but how wrong you were...

“Y/nnnn, why are you ignoring meeee!!” Two thin pairs of arms came to wrap around your neck, pulling you out from your tired self and instantly putting you back into an intense state of rage. Could this girl not see you wanted some damn sleep?! Why wouldn’t she leave you alone for once?! Just for ONCE?! You honestly couldn’t take it anymore, and the second you felt her grin against her neck and let out a giggly breath, you lost it.

“Himiko FUCK OFF!!” Your yell resonated across the entire hideout of the League, and Toga immediately backed off as a result. She wasn’t really scared per say, just shocked. What had she done to piss you off this badly? Your cheeks were bright red, and your eyes were wide in anger. Not to mention your stance. You had shot up from your seat to glare at the female menacingly, and your hands were shaking at your sides, trying not to ball into fists.

For once, the villain stayed quiet, and she even went to tuck her knives back into her pouch to not anger you further, since she knew how terrible your temper could get in times like these.

A tense silence fell over the two of you, and after about 5 minutes of heavy breaths and glaring from your part, you finally calmed down.

“Ugh, god, I did it again didn’t I..?” You held your head, looking down at your feet in shame. Both you and Toga knew of your anger issues, and although you had been trying to work on them lately, it was still hard not to let go from time to time, especially with how much stress you had been put under lately.

“I’m sorry Himiko I.. I don’t know what came over me I just can’t help it-“ You sank to your knees, looking utterly depressed.

To your surprise though, you heard a giggle.

“Awe, it’s okay Y/n! Get up from the floor, I don’t care that you yelled at me,” She beamed, skipping over to you and crouching down by your side in turn, a hand coming up to pat your head gently. “Anyways, I think it’s cute when you’re upset! You look like a lil’ baby demon or something,” She cackled at her own words, and you couldn’t help but laugh along, too.

“Says the one with the pointy teeth,”

“Heyy!! That’s rude!”

“Whatever, let’s go take a nap, idiot.”

~Katsuki Bakugo~

“It’s not about fucking trusting each other Y/N, I just don’t want you hanging near that half and half loser so goddamn much!!” Bakugo’s voice yelled out from across his dorm room, in which you were currently seated in, holding your head in your hands to try and contain your rising anger that had built up during the heated argument that had sprouted between you and your explosive boyfriend. It was all over how the blonde had found you playfully tackling Shoto into a hug earlier in the kitchen after Mina had dared you to embrace the nearest person to your right after dinner, and he had instantly went off the rails at the sight. If it weren’t for you stepping in, one of them would’ve surely ended up with a black eye, but the downside of it all was that how YOU were suffering the consequences of a light joke, and being told off as if you were a child for touching a close friend of yours in a FRIENDLY way.

“Would you shut your fucking mouth for just a second? I told you he’s my friend!” You growled, digging your finger nails into the fabric of the carpet beneath you. That initiated yet another lecture from your rather upset (or should I say jealous) boyfriend, and you felt yourself nearing your final nerve from his nagging and aggressive choice of words of how he had found you ‘all over’ Todoroki, and how the innocent peppermint coloured boy was apparently ‘trying to get in your pants’. That seemed to rub you in the wrong way, especially since you knew damn well that Shoto would never try to get with anyone who was already in a happy relationship with someone. He was respectful, after all, and one of your trusted friends.

So why the hell was Bakugo of all people thinking you saw him as something more?

“And then I just find you fucking acting like this over a dare, seriously Y/n what are you even-“

“What am I even WHAT KATSUKI HUH?! AM I NOT FUCKING LOYAL?! IS THAT WHAT YOU’RE SAYING?!” You screamed suddenly, startling the boy. Tears brimmed the corners of your eyes, and you choked out a sob afterwards realising what you had said. “D-Do you t-think a h-hug is gonna change u-us Katsu? W-What we built?” You hiccuped, and with that, he was instantly by your side, letting you bury your stuffy nose into the crook of his neck for comfort. “D-Do you think I don’t love you a-anymore..?” Your whimpers broke his heart, and he shook his head slowly, letting out a rough sigh. “No I.. Fuck, listen I’m sorry, I was being an asshole and I.. I didn’t want you getting worked up like this again-“ He cursed himself, keeping a tight grip on your trembling body.

“I didn’t mean it, Y/n. I’m a shitty boyfriend, and I guess I’m just scared of fuckin’ losing you okay..? Dammit, I’m such a pussy.” He grit his teeth, clicking his tongue a little as he wiped some of your tears away gently.

You gulped, shaking your head in disagreement. “I’m sorry too, I shouldn’t of lost control..” You paused, nuzzling against him. “Katsu..?”

“Yeah?”

“I love you.”

“..Love you too princess, always will.

~Yu Takeyama~

“Y/n I told you, it’s fine! It’s only a little injury,” Yu grinned from her hospital bed, motioning down to her fully bandaged body weakly, all while flashing you a quick thumbs up in a stupid attempt to reassure you. You just stared at the woman you loved so much blankly, looking completely shaken up. You had only been allowed to see her now after she had been put under surgery for more than 5 hours and stayed asleep for 6 more, and judging from the bags beneath your eyes, you had stayed up all night at the hospital just waiting for someone to come and get you, and tell you everything would be just fine. Unfortunately, it had taken longer than expected, and your tears had not stopped flowing throughout the entire night you had patiently spent waiting near the front desk, huddled up into your thin leather jacket on an uncomfortable wooden chair. “Your mission failed, you were impaled in the leg multiple times in the arms and legs, and trapped beneath rubble afterwards for hours and hours on end. The doctors said it was a miracle you survived,” You said bitterly, giving her a harsh glare. “Seriously Yu it’s not that fucking hard to just be a little less reckless as a hero! The backup were on their way, but you just HAD to fucking go in and try and act all brave! Now LOOK AT YOU! You could’ve DIED!” You didn’t mean to yell so loudly towards the end of your sentence, but you did it anyways, your breaths sounding heavy and ragged afterwards. Takeyama was taken aback, and she blinked at you in utter shock, even flinching a few times at your sudden change of tone.

“I’m a hero,” She deadpanned after a while, looking seriously hurt from your stingy words by the look on her face. “There were civilians who were in need, they would’ve died if it weren’t for me stepping in before the rest of the heroes could show up. Y/n, you mean the world to me, but my duty has to come first sometimes. You know that, we both know that. It sucks, but it’s what a hero does. You have to understand that, otherwise..” She trailed off, looking away for a moment.

You felt yourself tear up slightly, heart clenching up inside of your chest. “Otherwise what? We break up? Because I’m worried over YOUR well-being? I know you’re a hero, but that doesn’t mean I can’t worry over you! I’m your-”

“I know what you are. But if you can’t support what I am and what I do, we can’t be together.” Her words were sharp and as cold as ice, and the atmosphere between you two seemed to change suddenly after that. It made you shiver, and more tears immediately began to well up inside of your eyes, your hands going up to grasp at the fabric of your shirt to try and reassure your concerns.

“Thanks for being so understanding,” You spat through your tears, standing up in an instant. “I’m going out before I do something I regret, I’ll be back later, and hopefully we’ll both have cooled off by then.” You announced shortly, and you could almost feel the regret emanating from the woman behind you.

“Think about what you just said Yu, or I won’t be coming back next time.”

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jae-daddy · 6 years

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Bad Habit (12)

Jaebum series

one / two / three / four / five / six / seven / eight / nine / ten / eleven / thirteen (final)

Pairing: Im Jaebum x Reader (ft. Jinyoung)

Genre: Angst, Romance, Mature

Plot: The castle you hid inside crumbled around you. You sat there, seeing the adulterous red seep from the bricks. Just when you were about to give up, a hand reached for you, but before you could see who it was. He called you from behind, and your heart skipped a beat.

a/n: Second to last part, I hope y’all enjoy it. Sorry if its too sudden lol- i mean it was coming. sorry it’s so long again! hehe

and final tomorrow, wow.

Jaebum had always called you his weakness; his one craving that drove him insane. He always told you he couldn’t live without you, but it was her that he loved. He always talked as if you were his oxygen and her, his one distraction from impulsiveness.

However, now you were starting to realise that maybe it was all different from the start. Maybe, you weren’t his oxygen, maybe you weren’t his craving either. Im Jaebum didn’t need you in order to be happy, he believed that he did.

Yet, you couldn’t simply blame him, or his actions, or his feelings; not when you felt the exact same way. Im Jaebum wasn't your one craving you needed to survive; you both could live happily without each other. But, you chose not to.

You were each other's bad habit.

A toxic habit that ate you both away every time you lay next to each other; your fingertips touching and your body dancing with sparks.

“Jinyoung,” you called out, as you twirled the apple against the dark granite of his counter. You leaned on the cold top, putting your weight on your forearms, to get closer to Jinyoung.

Jinyoung hummed happily, a small smile on his lips as he stole a glance at your carefree face.

“When was the last time you liked someone?” You asked him, mindlessly, thinking about Jaebum and how much things had changed in the past few months.

Three months ago, you couldn’t imagine two days going past without Jaebum’s skin pressed against yours. You couldn’t imagine your life going on without Jaebum behind you, pressing him into you as he hot breath fell over your neck.

Three months ago, life without Jaebum seemed impossible, but here you were now. It had been three months since Jaebum grabbed his girlfriend’s hand and walked away from you without looking back.

Jinyoung cleared this throat, shaking his head a little before turning towards you.

“Let’s do this fairly, an answer for an answer?” Jinyoung suggested, and you nodded. He struck his hand out and you followed his suit, rolling your eyes slightly. “Like always, the winner gets to ask first.”

You agreed, before you, both simultaneous threw your signs.

Your mouth dropped as you saw and the results, as Jinyoung brought up his victorious rock above him in a silent victory.

You let out a sigh, making Jinyoung throw a mocking grin towards you.

“Don’t be a sour loser, y/n,” he teased, raising his eyebrows slightly, his light dimples playfully dancing on his cheeks. You snarled at him, telling him to fire his question.

“Okay,” he sighed, his playful demeanour shifting immediately, as he picked up his spoon, and stirred the pot cooking your dinner. “Why don’t you come to lectures anymore?”

The apple in your hand rolled off the counter as the question caught you off guard. You shifted your eyes from the shining dark surface to meet Jinyoung’s demanding one.

“Why this,” you gulped, feeling nervous. “So suddenly?” You avoided his eyes, looking at your nails instead.

“Y/n,” Jinyoung warned, his voice dipping low. “An answer for an answer, follow the rules.”

You licked your lips, your mouth suddenly feeling to dry. Your eyes moving frantically looking for a distraction, but after a minute when nothing seemed to change you sighed in defeat.

“There are lecture recordings,” you tried, lying. But you instantly frowned, when you saw Jinyoung shake his head, telling you he wouldn’t eat the bullshit you were feeding him.

“If you know the answer, then why are you asking me?” You pouted, as a deep sigh left you.

Jinyoung moved in front of you, bending down to your height as he leaned on the other side of the counter. He mirrored your sigh, before giving you a tight smile.

“Because you shouldn’t live this way.” He told you, and your eyes stupidly started to water.

You blinked furiously, as you looked away from his dark eyes.

“You don’t know that,” you shook your head, as you spun on your stool.

You heard Jinyoung make his way towards you, and stand in front of you. You stared at his navy slippers, refusing to meet his eyes.

“Look at me, y/n,” Jinyoung told you, sternly. When you didn’t, you felt him place his hand gently on your chin and made you meet his glistening eyes.

“You don’t have to feel sorry or guilty for anything, y/n,” he told you, his eyes sparkling with sincerity. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”

You looked into Jinyoung’s eyes, and you saw he truly meant what he was saying. Every word that left his rosy lips were dipped in honey and carried the purest meaning. There was no judgement or disgust in his eyes, only care and worry.

“I was sleeping with him, Jinyoung,” you bit out, removing your face from his hands. You weren’t able to look into his eyes; you didn’t want to see the look in his eyes to change into something that made you feel like trash. “How is that not wrong?”

You folded your arms, and faced the wall instead, as a tear slipped from your eyes.

“Y/n,” Jinyoung softly said, “You didn’t do anything wrong.”

“I fucked him, Jinyoung,” you spat back at him loudly. “I fucked Im Jaebum while he had a girlfriend. I’ve been doing it since we were kids. I’ve been his side hoe, or mistress, or dirty secret- whatever the fuck people call them- I am it. How is that not wrong?!”

“It’s not wrong.”

“How can you say that?!”

“Because loving someone is never fucking wrong, y/n!” Jinyoung yelled back, his eyes wide; red streaks of frustration sparking in them.

You felt your breath get caught in your throat, as you stared at him unable to say anything.

“You loved him, y/n. How can that be wrong?” He added, calming down, but the anger still evident in his tone.

“I’m sorry,” you whispered, after a while. You bit your lips, feeling foolish, as tears ran down your cheeks.

“Stop fucking saying sorry!” Jinyoung groaned, in frustration, as he kicked the back of his sofa.

“It makes me so mad sad seeing you beat yourself over this- over him. Do you know how hard it was to see you wasting yourself away in clubs, trying to drown him out when he didn’t give a fuck?” Jinyoung asked, his eyes widening in anger.

A little sob left you, as you took in what he was saying. You couldn’t understand anything that was happening, all you heard was the truth in his words, and it prickled your heart, slowly tearing it to pieces.

“I’m sorry.” You whispered, quietly.

“Didn’t I say not to apologise? There’s nothing for you to be sorry about.” Jinyoung turned towards, noticing you crying for the first time.

“Hey,” he instantly sobered from his anger. In less than a second, he was in front of you, his large warm hands holding your face gently, as tears continued to roll down.

“I’m sorry- shit.” He cursed under his breath, he lifted your face, making you meet his eyes. “I’m not mad at you. I can never be mad at you.

“It’s him. I’m mad that he’s making you feel this way. And at myself, because I don’t know what to do to make you feel better.”

“Jinyoung,” you breathed, before wrapping your arms around him tightly. You hid your face into his chest, as your body began to shake. “Thank you. Thank you for not hating me.”

Jinyoung let out a chuckle, as he placed a hand on your head, soothing your hair.

“How can I ever hate you, y/n?” Jinyoung sighed, but you could hear the smile in his voice. “How can I hate you when I’m exactly the same as you?”

Before you could ask what he meant, you heard a sizzle from the stove, making you both break apart instantly.

“My spicy tofu soup!” Jinyoung comically exclaimed, rushing over to the overflowing pot. You let out a little giggle, before wiping your red face.

“I’ll go wash my face,” you told Jinyoung, who just nodded already immersed in the food that needed CPR.

“Wow, you’re really such a good cook,” you grunted in bliss, as you finished the last of the delicious food. “Seriously, how more perfect can you get, Park Jinyoung?”

Jinyoung just shook his head in reply, smiling shyly.

“Here, let me help you,” you began cleaning the table, as Jinyoung began moving towards the kitchen.

“You don’t have to-”

“You fed me, Jinyoung.”

“I like that.” Jinyoung suddenly said, stopping in shock.

You turned towards him, as you placed the last dishes in the sink, standing beside him.

“Like what? Me doing work?” You gasped, shaking your head. “Am I that lazy and ungrateful to you?”

Jinyoung chuckled before shaking his head.

“Then what?”

“My name.” He replied, softly. He started the faucet, as he picked up a bowl to hide his nervousness.

“Huh?”

“I like it when you say my name.”

You didn’t say anything. You couldn’t say anything.

You froze in your position, your hands gripping the corner of the sink, as your shoulder lightly brushed against Jinyoung’s. You felt your tummy flip when you touched, but that just made you more confused than anything else.

Do friends say this to each other?

“Ask me again,” Jinyoung asked, sounding more confident and sure. He picked up another dish, scrubbing it clean with furrowed brows.

“W-what?” You stammered, feeling nervous all of a sudden. You didn’t get why you were being so nervous; normally Jinyoung had a calming effect on you.

Whenever you’d wake up from nightmares, or the old memories got too much, Jinyoung you there to calm and make you feel better.

You remember Jinyoung had told you, “Anything for you.” A few weeks ago, and he stuck to those words. Jinyoung would go up and above himself to make sure you were happy. You remembered his smiling face, his eyes lighting up, as his glasses climbed up his nose, and wrinkles dug around his eyes.

He looked so happy when you told him the smallest things about yourself and your day, and now it felt a heavy feeling in your chest.

Did it all mean more than friendship?

“Ask me, when was the last time I was in love.”

You gulped as you felt your heart begin to race. Everything around you was blending into white noise, everything your saw vanished, leaving only Park Jinyoung and your drumming heart for you.

Jinyoung stopped washing the dishes and waited for you. His eyes didn’t look at you, but you noticed the rapid rise and fall of his chest. You saw his locked jaws, and dazed eyes, staring mindlessly at one spot.

“When was the last time you were in love-”

“Right now.” He answered immediately, turning to look into your eyes. “Right now.” He breathed, making your cheeks burn scarlet, as his eyes looked into yours with so much emotion.

“I am in love with you, y/n,” Jinyoung whispered with so much longing and love, that it made your heart swell. You felt a light spark inside you, as his words sunk inside you. “I am madly in love with you.”

“Jinyoung,” you breathed, unsure of what to say. He shook his head cutting you off, as he took a step closer to you.

“I know you don’t see me that way. I, also know that you love him,” his warm hands landed on your elbows before sinking to your palms. His hands closed around yours, as he leaned in closer to you.

He rested his forehead against you gently, agony dancing tortuously in his eyes, as they looked feverishly into yours.

“But,” he gulped, closing his eyes, his breath racing, nervously. “I can wait. If you tell me that one day you can love me, like I love you, y/n; I will wait forever for you.”

You felt your throat close up, as he took in his words. You didn’t know if you could answer him honestly; better yet, you didn’t know the answer yourself.

You felt Jinyoung’s heat seep through your clothes, as he moved his hand from yours, and gently placed them on your waist. His eyes still closed, but the expression on his face hopeless, and hopeful at once.

You didn’t know what to do.

“I need to go.” You said, your voice barely above a whisper before you untangled yourself from him and ran out of his apartment.

Your body shivered as your elevator dinged signalling it made it to your floor.

You couldn’t get Jinyoung out of your mind; his voice, his touch, his words, and his eyes. It was haunting you every moment you stepped away from his apartment and made your way towards yours.

Where did this leave you both now? Were you friends? Lovers?

And could you do it? Could you stop loving Jaebum and love Jinyoung?

You were so deep in your thoughts that you didn’t realise you walked into someone until you felt yourself fall to the fall. You noticed the woman a few doors down your apartment, picking up her papers, that she had dropped as you both fell.

“Oh, I’m sorry,” you apologised, snapping back into reality.

“It’s okay, we both we weren’t looking,” the lady smiled back, before looking over at you. “Oh wait, you’re 809 right?”

You nodded with a small smile, before handing her the papers that you had collected.

“Thank you,” she said, but before she walked away, you heard her call out from behind you.

“Hey, 809?!” You turned around to meet her eyes once again. “Don’t keep your boyfriend out for too long. It’s getting colder nowadays, it’s been months already; let him in now.”

“Sorry?” You asked, confused.

“Your boyfriend, the tall good looking guy, with dark hair? He’s always sitting outside your door until five in the morning.

“I wanted to call the cops at one point because I thought he was a crazy stalker, but my daughter said that you both were in a relationship so I let it be. He has been sitting outside your door for a bit over two months now, don’t be so angry-- Hey, where you-”

You didn’t wait for her to finish. Your feet began taking steps towards your door on its own accord; picking up speed every new corner you turned.

Your heart was beating erratically against your chest, attempting to escape from its cage and run over to the man who you thought was waiting outside your door.

Could it be him? No, it can’t be?

Everything inside you began to hurt as you thought of him, leaning against your door, day after day, just waiting. You imagined him, hurdling his jacket closer to him, running his hair through his dark locks frustrated with himself.

You imagined the man who still made your heart clench in pain, waiting for you all that time.

All that time you had thought he was gone; that he left you.

But he was there; he was outside your doorstep the whole time.

Tears began to prickle your eyes, as grief an anger arose inside you. You were mad at yourself for doubting him, angry at yourself for never opening your door to check.

Your eyes stung as tears burned in them burning to get out; one finally escaped and another.

You quickly wiped them away, as you stopped a turn away before your door became visible. You leaned against the wall; your back pressed against the off-white for support as your legs began giving out beneath you.

Your hands were shaking, as your heart shivered inside your chest with sorrow and nervousness. You took a deep breath in attempt to control your rapid breathing and gulped as you wiped all your tears away.

Just as you thought you were fine, guilt and happiness hit you at once, making you fall back against the wall. You clasped a hand over your mouth to hold in a sob, as your feelings began mixing to one cloud of grey.

After a minute, you sobered yourself slowly, trying to relax once again.

You took a deep breath, readying yourself before you turned the corner to your apartment.

You closed your eyes and took a step into the hallway that you led to your home. You didn’t open your eyes for a moment, scared of what you’ll find and what you won’t.

You slowly opened your eyes, the darkness bleeding away in light; the sight slowly taking shape. You kept watching as the blurred lines faded away leaving a clear picture, once you were close to your door and the dark figure sitting in front of it.

You stared at him for a moment, taking in his defeated shoulders, and head hung low in his arms. You watched as the rain splattered on the pavement kissing the toes of his shoes, but he sat there unaffected.

You took another step closer, then another. Your shoes lightly tapping against the solid floor with every step. You felt numb, happy, sadness and tired, all at once.

You were a door away from your house when you finally called his name out. And all at once you felt your lungs be filled with valleys of velvety petals.

"Jaebum.”

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