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wayfayrr · 10 months

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Sage is up and on edge! what crimes will he commit?

(all of them, and reader will be none the wiser <3)

Part Two of this! Part three is Here!

Also if anyone wants to see Sage introduced to anything in particular feel free to ask, I've got a couple of ideas in mind but I'm curious what you guys think would be interesting. and as a heads up Sage is TotK link as a separate link from wild

"Earth? The place you mentioned when you were talking about your home? That earth?"

"Yeah. That earth. My home actually, lucky as those odds are. so uhh, any questions? I know you’re probably as overwhelmed being here as I was when I first ended up in Hyrule; I won’t be afraid to answer anything."

I don’t think I’ve ever seen someone’s face switch between emotions as rapidly as his in that moment, I don't even think it would be possible to be any faster. Shock, surprise, anger, and a few more that I can’t put my finger on before settling on pride?

It’s as good a guess as any for what he’s feeling right now, especially considering he looks like a smug cat. Granted he’s not outwardly panicking now which is an improvement whether that’s due to me offering to answer questions or due to me knowing where we are is up for debate.

"And I’m the only link here?"

…Unless you count the links in the games, not like I’m getting into that.

"Certainly seems that way doesn’t it? Hopefully, they’re not panicking badly."

You know what?

I was wrong.

His face could switch even quicker, seemingly because I shoved the equivalent of a lemon into his mouth before he regained his composure. Blink and you’ll miss it moment really. I could question it, but right now? It's not worth my stress.

I'm sure he’s just overwhelmed, right?

"Oh don’t be worried [name], they’re heroes of legend. They already have Hylia looking over them. They’ll survive without you."

Okay then, he’s stressed. Of course he is, I know I was when this was all flipped. Just so happens that his way of destressing is by speaking bitterly about the others, so it’s probably worth it to change the conversation completely rather than get into it while he’s overwhelmed.

"... You’re probably right. I’m overthinking things."

Huh.

Didn’t think that would calm him as much as it did. Seems being alone with him, when we aren’t in his Hyrule at least, lets him show his true colours more easily. I wish I could say it calmed me as well.

Relaxing would be nice right now however I’ve still got a stupid number of notifications to respond to, to figure out how to respond to. Before people start getting suspicious; before they start asking questions; before someone recognises him.

It's fine, there’s time to pull myself together, to sort everything out. Sage doesn't need to have me panicking while he’s adjusting. He deserves someone stable after everything he’s gone through, and I can be that. I know I can, I just need to buy myself some time to think, to clear my head.

"It might be an idea to get you some clothes while you adjust. You should be able to fit into some of mine, they’ll do for a bit at least."

"You’d let me... You would let me wear your clothes?"

He would be mortified if he saw the look on his face now, what with him fawning like a lovestruck puppy. There wasn’t even a single hope in attempting to hold back my laugh while dragging him to my room.

"What else could I do? It’s not like you can stay in those all the time. Take whatever you want, something in there is bound to fit you."

"Whatever I - Thank you."

If I wasn't so unnerved by how he was acting a couple of moments earlier? I’d be melting at how cute he’s being. But that raw visceral hatred in his eyes when I brought up the other heroes, even though it only lasted for a split second?

No.

Worry about that later [name]. Focus on helping him adjust and to readjust yourself. Stop reading too deeply into things.

Luckily, it worked how I wanted it to. Sage is distracted for the minute giving me a chance to look over any messages and hopefully catch myself back up to speed. There can’t be much to have missed in less than a day though. Nothing that time-sensitive either.

A bundle of clothes shoved into my face wasn’t exactly what I thought would snap me out of dredging through messages and playing catch-up; it’s a clear tell he’s found something he's pleased with.

"These are mine now."

"Huh - okay, I guess?? Are you going to change into them or just stand there?"

Have I done something wrong??

He's never looked at me like this before, I can't tell what he's thinking.

"Do you want me to get changed into them here?"

"What!? No, I meant - Not here! You can change in the bathroom, you can have a shower as well then. You really need one…"

Seems he got his payback about me laughing at him earlier though, with how red my face is. Even if he did look a bit confused about my comment.

Wordlessly taking his hand in mine after regaining my composure, I led him to the bathroom; gave him a quick rundown of everything; then left him to sort himself out after I was confident he could manage.

To be fair to Sage it’s not like I don’t also need one, Hyrule’s hygiene left a lot to be missed. Soap, hot running water and even a soft towel sound like bliss.

Between Freshening up with some clean clothes; reminding myself that nothing has expired here despite feeling otherwise; preparing a couple of drinks, and shifting back into this mundane life feels almost overwhelming. If Sage weren’t here with me I’d be going insane, doubting anything and everything that happened in Hyrule.

But he is here, and I’ve not gone insane. Not yet at least.

There’s not exactly any harm in waiting around and enjoying some luxury either though. Physics isn’t advanced to the point of having portals nor do we have magic to do it; waiting is our sole option to get back Hyrule and the chain.

Has Sage wrapped his arms around my waist!? When did he even get out of the shower? Have I really been so lost in thought and oblivious?

"You’re sure nothing here has been tampered with at all, I wouldn’t put it past the shadow. I still have supplies you can use, we shouldn’t risk anything."

"I well- it should be fine, shouldn’t it? If the shadow wanted us dead, it would’ve killed us outright when it had that chance, surely?"

"Um, also Sage, mind if I ask why you’re holding me like this?"

He sounds so tired and defeated, it’s hard not to drop everything for him at the slightest chance to ease his burdens. While a quiet groan then being tugged closer to him, at any other time would have flustered me again, is concerning given that portal could have affected him in any number of ways.

"The gloom’s actin’ up like the portal did something. I'm just… You don’t mind do you?"

"Oh Lavender, do you want to take my bed for a bit, or at the very least sit-down? I should have some painkillers around here somewhere."

Must be agonising if he’s like this seeing as he's not willing to go into detail, to set aside his fear of being vulnerable, nor is he willing to let go of me despite the promise of painkillers. He’s got me wrapped around his finger like this; it wouldn’t surprise me if he knew either.

"Hold me? Please?"

"Of course, I’ll hold you. Although wouldn’t you rather sit somewhere comfortable?"

Now he’s not even bothering to speak, only whining quietly while he clutches me tighter in his embrace. Therefore it was a simple choice to lay him against me as I sat down, giving him unspoken permission to rest his head on me.

Oddly enough with how he’s got his face against me…

I could have sworn he was smirking.

#linked universe x reader #yandere linked universe x reader #yandere linked universe #link x reader #lu sage #yandere lu sage

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ywpd-translations · 5 months

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Ride 751: Hakogaku's preliminary inspection

Pag 1

1: Plunging into a new chapter!!

Pag 2

1: The rivals standing in their way in the Inter High!!

Pag 3

1: Kanagawa Prefecture, Hakone city

3: Huh, a preliminary inspection

4: for the Inter High!?

5: Yeah... well... it's a usual thing

Now, really? Really?

Pag 4

1: Gwaaa hoii!!

2: I'll go, I'll go, I'll go!!

Yeeah!!

4: Huh, preliminary inspection? I might be a little interested

He's suddenly acting cool!?

5: Ah

Pag 5

1: Coough

Waaaa

He's suddenly vomiting blood!?

2: He definitely bit his tongue while jumping around in excitement earlier....

3: 'm ohey

It's obvious that your tongue hurts....

Yeah...

This guy is always injured....

4: If nohing!!

I get it, I get it!!

5: 'en u we 'eave? (When do we leave?)

In thirty minutes, before the clubroom... you'll take a car to the train station

'aight!!

6: It's so obvious he's happy about it

7: Was that right? They didn't give us details

I guess, it's what Manami-san told us

First year Tobirama

Pag 6

1: Last month, in the club's tournament he won the F-group climber race

Pag 7

1: Yeah, I see, and he's gonna run in this year's Inter High as the sixth regular member of Hakogaku!!

2: Seriously, I

3: I want to be considered cool by everyone!!

4: What's up with him, he looks so cheerful

Cool, cool, Kyuushu~

That Tobirama is so festive

Pag 8

5: Huh!? It's just me and Manami-san!?

Isn't- like, Doubashi-san coming!?

6: Hn.... I told Jou-kun and Yuuto, too, but they had their practice menu, so they said “no”

8: They said no!?

Huh!? But it's a preliminary inspection!?

9: For the Inter High!! A preliminary inspection, right!?

Yeah

Pag 9

1: A preliminary inspection for summer's great battle, right!?

2: That's right... the place we're going to now it's the biggest “mountain”.....

3: A mountain we absolutely have to overcome

4: And yet the other members didn't come!!

Ah... Manami... I'm seeing now that apparently the train stopped because of an accident

Should we just go there directly?

Is that okay? Thank you

5: Directly!? By car!?

Huh!?

6: To Kyuushu!?

7: The Inter High is in Kyuushu, right? How long will it take from here....

Hm? Around

Pag 10

1: Two hours and a half

Pag 11

4: Yeah... we arrived in two and a half hours, but- this is Chiba, isn't it!?

5: Where is Kyuushu!? Ah!? Is there a theme park like the park in Kyuushu here too?

And what abaout the splendid nature!? The big volcano...!!

6: Ah

7: Where will he have the preliminary inspection?

Cool

If you hurry up and get ready...?

Pag 12

1: We'll do our practice menu here, today

Pag 13

2: Our menu.... did you want to practice here just for a change of mood?

3: It's here, right? Where they do tournaments and stuff

It's Chiba's

4: Minegayama, right?

Yeah!!

5: Hakone is better though

6: I wanted to go to Kyuushu

7: Ah, by the way, speaking of Chiba, an acquaintance of mine lives here

Pag 14

1: You know, I was in the basketball club when I was in middle school

Ehh... I didn't know...

2: A good senpai of mine meddled with their basket club....

3: And apparently he was a good friend with my club's teacher advisor, and so they often organized practice matches with Chiba's middle school

4: I got injured a lot back then, too

So I often got injured and that guy from that middle school took care of me

5: He was so good at treating injuries that in my school they called him the “super manager”

6: I guess he's still in the basket club?

Pag 15

2: Ah, by the way, what's today's practice menu?

Fifteen minutes at a fixed output... three or something?

Nahh

3: Since they'll probably come, it's “do your best to win against that guy”!!

3: Huh!?

Who's gonna come!? You organized this with someone?

4: Any time now... probably

But we didn't

5: Organize it

6: Huh!?

The sound of wheels.... from behind us!? A bike!? …. no, more than one

Pag 16

2: They're here

Pag 17

1: Last year's champion, Sohoku High School!!

Pag 18

5: Teh!?

7: Yo

Pag 19

1: It's been a while, Sakamichi-kun

2: Hakogaku's captain, Manami Sangaku- why is he here!!

Pag 20

1: Wearing their jerseys and riding their bikes, there's no way they came here to sightsee!!

2: Manami-kun!!

3: The Inter High is next week already, isn't it? Bu before that.... I thought we should cross that “mountain*” once

(*NdT.: here, the kanji say “mountain king”, but the reading says “mountain”)

Pag 21

1: “Mountain”.....!! “That we absolutely have to overcome”- so this is the “preliminary inspection”!!

2: How about... that summit over there?

Your team... we're at an overwhelmind disadvantage, but

3: We don't plan on losing

It's a “preliminary battle”!?

5: Manami-san's concentration.....

Pag 22

1: it sprang up!!

Sounds interesting, doesn't it!?

Pag 23

1: A preliminary battle!?

He wants' to challenge us!?

2: Now!?

Here!?

3: You came here... on purpose... for this?

4: Yeah

5: I came here for this only?

7: Uh!! Sohoku's captain's.....

Pag 24

1: Onoda-san's concentration sprang up too!!

Got it!!

Pag 25

1: Onoda!!

2: Onoda-kun!!

3: Seriously!?

4: Waaa

5: We're starting a race against those two!? Teh!?

6: Oh, oh oh?

Pag 26

1: Really?

Those jerseys

2: It's Hakone Academy and Sohoku!!

#yowamushi pedal #yowamushi pedal translations #yowapeda #yowapeda manga #yowamushi pedal manga #yowamushi pedal spoilers #ride 751 #THERES SO MUCH GOING ON IN THIS CHAPTER OH MY GOD #WATANABE YOU ABSOLUTE MADMAN WHAAAAAAAT #okay okay in order: let's start from Tobirama who is sUCH AN ADORABLE DORK I LOVED HIM SINCE THE FIRST TIME HE APPEARED BUT NOW HE'S!!!!#ANOTHER ONE OF MY BABIES!!!#trying to act all cool when hes actually just a giant excited dork asdhaksfasjhdk now this is a kind of character that hakogaku missed #and he knows rokudaiiiiiiii the way i screamed when i read that page omg #d e s t i n e d r i v a l s im telling you #and theyre both climbers !!(i mean it was pretty obvious already that theyd be rivals and the new ge onoda and manami BUT!!!#it still makes me so excited #then!! Manami just straight up going to chiba and challenging onoda sadgjasf #he really said 'i want to have a nice chill race against you and if we cant have it at the IH then we'll have it here and ill take things*#*into my own hands' and i respect him for that #also excuse me my shippy sansaka heart but when onoda said 'you came here just bc of that'#and manami said 'yeah i only came here to do this'#and then onoda made that face- looked to me like he was kinda offended that manami didnt go there just to hang out with him asdasdghj lmao #AND THEN THE END OMG THEY WAY I YELLED WHEN I SAW THAT LAST PAGEEEEE #KIJIIIIIIIII MY LOOOVEEEEEE #i swear watanabe loves him more than we do he never misses a chance to make him show up #everybody say thank you watanabe!#is he gonna meet manami next chapter???? pleeeaseeee #at first i thought he would join the race but then i noticed he's riding a mtb and not a road race #soooooo :eyes emoji:

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allmoshnobrain · 5 months

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𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

part 22 of ? | masterpost

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All the hugs, the laughter, the comfort, the advice. The way his blue eyes were always locked onto mine. Maybe I should've caught on sooner. It's not like it was some big secret, especially since Dave got the boot from the band. But somehow, I clung to the hope that I was wrong. That the bond between us was stronger than any attraction he might have. That he wouldn't risk doing something that could change it forever. Something irreversible. Something like a kiss.

✦ summary: An unexpected action by James confuses Nore's feelings and changes their friendship beyond repair.

✦ on this chapter: dave mustaine x female!oc, james hetfield x female! oc, oc is cliff's cousin, +18, language, slice of life, angst, love triangle, drinking, smoking, recreational drug use, kissing

✦ a/n: I'm back earlier this time! This part was a lot easier to write because I confess it has been living rent free in my head for a while lol Hope you guys like it, feedbacks are welcome and motivate me a lot!

✧ Don't wanna touch you, but you're under my skin / I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison ✧

The trip back to Los Angeles was pretty quiet as I got lost in my own thoughts. Still trying to wrap my head around my mom's offer and all the baggage it brought, my mind was racing, keeping pace with the dark night scenery outside the window.

"You're awfully quiet," Dave remarked, jolting me back to reality. I glanced at him; he was focused on the road, but looked a bit bothered by my silence.

"My bad," I murmured. "It's just... a lot to take in at once."

"No need to apologize," he said, a small smile playing on his lips. He casually took one hand off the wheel, placing it on my thigh, his thumb tracing gentle circles on my skin. I rested my hand on his, leaning back into the seat. He furrowed his brow, the usual sign of concentration, and his hand left mine to shift gears; I smiled faintly, appreciating how good he looked when he was focused. "How are you doing?"

"Me?" I questioned, and he nodded with a grunt. I sighed. "I guess I'm okay. My family is complicated, but it's nothing I'm not used to."

"Your dad seemed nice," he smiled, stealing a quick glance at me. I chuckled softly.

"Yeah, he's... easier to deal with. Now, my mom..."

"She's... interesting," he commented, and I laughed softly, catching on that he was being polite. We were almost home now; Dave stopped the car at a red light and turned to face me, gazing into my eyes.

"She's a pain in the ass, that's what she is," I said, and he burst into laughter. "Always acting like she's better than everyone. She always... always makes me feel like I'm hard to love," I concluded with a sigh.

"Hey," he lifted my chin with his fingers, making me meet his serious and focused gaze. I felt my face warm as he leaned in, planting a gentle kiss on my lips before pulling away. He whispered into my ear, "That's not true... It's very easy to love you."

The rest of September passed by like a hurricane. A few days after visiting my parents, we threw a small birthday party for Dave with our closest LA friends. To spice things up, there was a mini jam session where Dave, David, and a couple of other friends belted out some fresh tunes they'd cooked up. They had no vocalist yet, but I was blown away by the raw power and intensity of Dave's new compositions anyway. When he strummed those chords, it felt like a surge of electricity took over the whole place. Everything about him cranked up a notch; it was downright impossible to peel my eyes away, even for a second.

October rolled in, and with the streets all decked out for Halloween, I received an invite that temporarily shoved aside my worries about my mom's deal. Leanne's birthday was just around the corner, and she was throwing a bash for the upcoming weekend at Joe's place. Word was it would be a wild one. I hit up San Francisco on Saturday morning, thinking I was kinda early, but his place was already buzzing with people, tunes, and drinks.

"Nore! You made it!" Leanne beamed when she spotted me.

"Hey, Lea. Happy birthday." I grinned, handing over the gift I brought—some records from bands I knew she liked.

"Oh, you brought me a present, thank you!" she squealed, hugging me. I chuckled, giving her a squeeze back. She pulled away with a grin. "Hey, Cliff and the others are by the pool. I'm heading there soon, but if you wanna roll in before..."

"Oh, I'll track 'em down. Got a spot to stash this?" I pointed to the backpack on my back and the helmet from my bike.

I cruised to the backyard after Lea helped me stash my gear in Joe's room. Didn't have to play detective to find my friends; Cliff, Lars, James, and Kirk were deep in conversation by the pool, dead set on pouring vodka from a bottle into little plastic shot cups.

"Hey, that's not fair!" Lars yelped as I strolled up. "James, you snagged way more than the rest of us."

"Why don’t you pour it yourself, then?" James shot him a look, lifting an eyebrow. I grinned.

"Can't believe you dudes didn't save a drop for me," I teased, making them all look up at once.

"Nore!" Lars shouted, all pumped. I threw out a quick hi to the guys before zeroing in on Cliff.

"So, did Dave give you the green light to be here?" he quipped with a smirk. I huffed, rolling my eyes.

"He doesn't need to give me the green light for anything, Cliff," I muttered, and he chuckled before yanking me into a hug.

"Good to see you, Nore. Hey, what's that there?" Cliff pointed to the bag hanging from my arm.

"Oh, about that... Can I chat with you for a sec?" I asked in a hushed tone. Cliff raised an eyebrow, looking intrigued, but gave a nod. We strolled away, finding a quieter spot in the backyard. He pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, expertly fishing out a joint and lighting it, shielding the flame from the gentle morning breeze with his hands.

"So, spill. What's the scoop?" he asked, and I sighed before handing him the bag. He opened it, furrowing his brow at the sight of the Metallica record. "Wow. Is the album this bad?"

"It’s awesome ," I said, then sighed. "But... Cliff, Dave got really bent out of shape when he saw this. I just figured... maybe you could hold onto the record for me for a bit. I don't want him getting worked up about it..."

"Nore. This isn't right," Cliff stated, his voice firm. I lifted my eyes, locking onto his gaze, and could tell he wasn't very happy with what I'd just said. "You can't do this. You're giving up on living because of him. First, you move to be with him, and we hardly see each other anymore. Now this?"

"You don't get it, Cliff. Please," I pleaded. "I don't want to fight. Not with you guys, not with him."

"Is he giving you grief because of us?" Cliff raised an eyebrow. I sighed, dropping my gaze, but didn't say anything. "Nore." Cliff held my chin, forcing me to meet his eyes. "I can hang onto this for you if you really want. But you gotta tell me you know he's not your responsibility."

"Cliff..."

"Remember what I said when you two started dating?" he cut me off. "If he messes with you, I got your back. Cool?"

"Okay," I murmured, giving a small smile. "Thanks."

"Anything for my fave cousin," he grinned, and I chuckled softly. "Come on, let's get back to the shindig."

Back in the mix with Kirk, Lars, and James, we found the vodka bottle now half-gone, abandoned at James' feet while they all helped themselves to some beers.

"I'm gonna stash this and track down Lea. Back in a sec," Cliff announced, waving the bag with my record. I gave a nod, turning my focus back to the guys.

"Hey, Nore!" James hollered, a grin spreading across his face the moment he spotted me. "There's no way you're sober. You used to be a champ at this drinking thing."

"James, it's ten in the morning," I laughed, and he scoffed, passing the beer he had to Lars and grabbing the vodka bottle from the ground. He popped it open, strolling over and throwing a hand on my shoulder with a grin.

"Don't tell me you're thinking of laying off the booze."

"Of course not," I shot back, raising an eyebrow challengingly. He, along with Lars and Kirk, burst into laughter.

"You gotta taste this vodka. Lars swiped it straight from his old man's stash," Kirk chimed in.

"Yeah, it's awful," Lars laughed, then hiccupped. I rolled my eyes with a smile. I knew my friends turned into total goofballs when they hit the bottle, but watching it unfold while I was stone-cold sober was a whole different trip.

"Come on, open up," James slurred, his words dragging, gripping my chin in his hand.

"James!" I exclaimed, caught off guard, releasing a nervous laugh as I tried to back away. James grumbled, his hand sliding from my chin to rest at the base of my neck, the rough palm pressing against my collarbone. I could feel my skin heating up, my face suddenly flushing. "What happened to the shot glasses?"

"We polished off the drinks and chucked 'em. Come on, you want this or not? Open up."

I scoffed but played along, letting him pour a bit of vodka straight into my mouth. James grinned, his gaze fixed on my lips as I swallowed. He swiped away a droplet that had slid down to my chin with his finger.

"Good girl," he teased, a mischievous smile on his lips as he locked eyes with me. "See? Wasn't that hard."

"Shut up, Hetfield," I shot back, giving him a playful shove, my face heating up even more. He huffed, made a face at me, then strolled off toward the drink coolers without a backward glance.

"Hey! That's my vodka!" Lars protested angrily, before trailing after James. "Get back here, damn it, I haven't finished drinking!"

I watched them go, an uneasy feeling creeping into the depths of my chest. Why did it suddenly feel like maybe I shouldn't have shown up? These were my friends, right? So why did everything seem more complicated than it should be?

"They get really happy when you’re here," Kirk observed. I blinked, surprised by his words. He shot me a smile, but his eyes seemed intrigued.

"What do you mean?" I asked, and he shrugged.

"Just that you can tell they really like you."

I ended up talking to Kirk for a few minutes, both of us getting a good laugh watching Lars and James from a distance. Lars was on a mission to reclaim his vodka bottle, while James danced around him with ease. Kirk turned out to be a really cool guy; laid-back and easy to chat with. Eventually, Cliff and Leanne joined us, hauling in a crate of beers that we gladly shared among the four of us.

When the beer stash ran dry, I volunteered to restock. I cruised to the kitchen, where I found James slouched at the table, his head buried in his arms, the vodka bottle now empty and cast aside at his feet.

"Ah, there you are," he mumbled, his voice slurred, and his eyes a bit blurry as he caught sight of me.

"Are you okay?" I questioned, a tad concerned by his condition. He shrugged. "Do you want some water?"

He grumbled, and I interpreted it as a "yes." Scouting around the cabinets, I found a glass and filled it with water. James promptly downed it, grimacing, his eyes blinking and honing in on my face.

"And you? Don't you need a bit of water too?"

"I'm fine," I furrowed my brow, even though I felt a bit lightheaded from the amount of beer I'd drank. "I just came to snag more beer for us. You should join. By the way, where's Lars?"

"In the bathroom," James grumbled, then he hoisted himself up, clutching the back of the chair for balance. I placed a hand on his back, trying to assist. He scowled. "You said you came to get more beer?"

"Yeah, any idea where it is?"

He pointed to the corner of the kitchen, where some cases of beer were stacked near the stove. I grabbed one of the packs, tossing it onto the table. James nabbed one of the beers, popping it open.

"James, maybe you should take a breather," I suggested, and he snorted.

"Why?" he asked, staring at me with a furrowed brow, his blue eyes defiant. "I've been waiting for weeks to see you, and now that you're here, you don't even want to be near me. At least drinking makes it a little more fun for me."

I blinked, my mouth opening in surprise as I tried to process what James had just said. It's not like I was angry, annoyed or avoiding James at all, but the worry about Dave and my parents reappearing in my life made it a bit harder to enjoy myself this time. However, for James to think that had anything to do with him? That wasn't right.

"This has nothing to do with you," I uttered in a low voice. He approached, his brow furrowed, placing the open beer on the table. "I don't want you to think..."

"Think what? That you're done being my friend?" he took another step closer, and I backed up, hitting the cold wall. He rested one hand on the wall, leaning down so his face was at the same level as mine. My heart squeezed seeing the anguish in his eyes. "Since you moved to Los Angeles, we hardly see each other anymore. You not into me anymore?"

"Don't say that," I whispered, my voice trembling, my eyes filling with tears hearing the bitterness in his voice. As complicated as things were, the last thing I wanted was for my friends to think I didn't want to be with them. "James, this isn't fair..."

And then he kissed me.

Maybe I should have seen it coming. Perhaps I should've picked up on the closeness and tension that had been steadily building between us since the day he first laid eyes on me. All the hugs, the laughter, the comfort, the advice. The way his blue eyes were always locked onto mine. Maybe I should've caught on sooner. It's not like it was some big secret, especially since Dave got the boot from the band. But somehow, I clung to the hope that I was wrong. That the bond between us was stronger than any attraction he might have. That he wouldn't risk doing something that could change it forever. Something irreversible.

Something like a kiss.

Instead, there he was, his body pinning mine against the wall, his hands cradling my face, his lips moving against mine with a desperate hunger I never thought I'd find in his arms. For a moment, all I could feel was him —his scent, his body, his kiss. But my blissful confusion lasted no more than a few seconds before it was replaced by panic: this wasn't right. This shouldn't be happening. We were friends. I had a boyfriend.

I shoved my hands against his chest, giving him a solid push. He pulled back abruptly, his blue eyes showing a hint of sobriety as he took in my state—my face all red, breath coming quick as my heart raced, and my stomach filled with a million butterflies. For a beat, it was just us, his eyes glued to mine in a mix of confusion and ecstasy, before anger started bubbling up in my chest, ready to explode. I shook my head, in disbelief, and stormed out of the kitchen in a burst of rage that seemed to leave him bewildered.

I sprinted past Cliff, Leanne, and Kirk, barely registering the surprised looks they shot my way as I bolted to the front of the house. I plopped down on the curb, my breath coming quick, almost in a state of panic as I desperately searched my pockets for my pack of cigarettes and lighter. When I finally found them, it was useless; my hands were shaking so much, my breath all over the place as I tried to hold back tears, that I just couldn't light my cigarette.

"Nore? Shit, what happened?" I heard Cliff ask. I looked up to see that he had followed me and was standing beside me, staring at me with a confused expression on his face.

"Cliff..." I began, my voice shaking. He settled beside me, taking my hand in his, gripping it firmly while his eyes scanned my face, genuine concern etched on his features. "Cliff, James..."

"Did you guys have a fight?" he asked, furrowing his brow. I sniffled, shaking my head.

"Cliff, he kissed me," I murmured, suddenly feeling like I was 15 again, talking to Cliff on the phone about some boy from school who had broken my heart. His eyes widened at my words, his incredulous expression slowly being replaced by one of anger.

"And why are you crying like this? Did he force you? I'll beat the crap out of him..." he growled, letting go of my hand and starting to stand up.

"Cliff, no!" I exclaimed, tugging him by the hand. He looked at me, confused. "He didn't force me. It just happened out of nowhere. I just... Cliff, I have Dave. I never thought James..."

"You didn't know he liked you? Nore, that was kind of obvious," he interrupted, and I groaned in frustration.

"It's not that! Cliff, I don't know what I'm going to do. I don't want him to think... I just wanted to be friends with him. Why do things have to be so complicated?" I asked, my eyes filling with tears again. Cliff stared at me for a moment before sitting back down beside me with a sigh. He pulled me close into a hug, and I rested my head on his shoulder.

"First, let's go back to the party, and I'll get you some water, okay? We can talk to James later if we need to. But knowing him... If you left like that, I doubt he'll want to talk about it."

Cliff was more right than I thought; when we got back to the party, James was nowhere to be found. I tried to cheer up, especially for Leanne and Cliff, but it was useless. I spent the rest of the day worried about James, wondering where he might be, and if I had hurt him beyond repair.

When the party wrapped up, Cliff, Leanne, and I hopped into a taxi to Leanne's house. I had left my motorcycle in Joe's garage and planned to swing by the next day to grab it before heading back to Los Angeles. I tried to perk up as Leanne and Cliff enthusiastically decided what to order for dinner, but not even a hot shower was enough to lift my spirits; I was more intoxicated than I wanted, concerned about my friend, and trying to ignore how the feeling of his lips on mine kept replaying in my head every five minutes, which basically made me want to die.

"You don't need to worry about him. He'll show up," Cliff assured me later, after we had finished off the pizza Lea had ordered for dinner. The news was playing on the TV, and I could hear the water running in the bathroom as Lea took a shower, but I wasn't really paying attention to any of those things. "I mean, he could already be home... I tried calling, but I think Lars and Kirk must have passed out as soon as they got there."

"What am I gonna do, Cliff?" I asked, softly. I was totally lost. Now that all the lines in my friendship with James had blown up in my face, I didn't know what to do — and I didn’t want to deal with any of it. There was already too much on my mind. But I couldn't just pretend it didn't happen, either.

Cliff didn't say anything; in fact, I don't think he knew what to say. Instead, he grabbed my hand and pulled me in for a tight hug. I sighed, shutting my eyes, trying to soak up that brief moment of calm. Wishing it could magically wipe away the ache in my heart — even though I knew it couldn't.

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Mpreg Akiren/Joker during Strikers/Scramble

SPOILERS FOR P5 STRIKERS, BELOW, SKIP IF YOU HAVE NOT PLAYED

Okay, but I really like the "Akiren/Joker being pregnant during P5 Strikers" concept.

Especially since the birthday I picked out for Komari (If you haven't seen the past name voting poll, that's the name that won) is August 8th 2017, which is in the middle of Strikers right when they arrive at Sapporo. That could lead to interesting drama where maybe during the Natsume Boss fight, Joker gets hit hard enough where it causes his water to break early

(for context on how bad this is, Baby's due date is October 26th, (originally was November 2nd according to Time and Dates website, but when playing around with a pregnancy conception date calculator, Due Date came out as October 26th, so I'm trusting that source)

I had the idea that for this scenario Joker intentionally hasn't told his friends about his pregnancy and especially doesn't want to tell them once they regain access to the Metaverse and have to go on a roadtrip to infiltrate Jails, because of the automatic obligation to be the Leader and being vital to the team, he worries they'll treat him cautiously or make him sit out battle altogether for the fetus's sake, which---while he too is also worried about his unborn child's safety, he feels he doesn't have much of a choice. He can't just take a break and opt out of the party, what if the others get overpowered by a shadow or Monarch and die in battle because he wasn't there to protect them?!

And he especially doesn't want to drop the pregnancy news and explanation as to why and who the baby daddy is in front of Futaba and Haru because "Earlier this year in February me and Akechi who was resurrected by Maruki, uhhh----engaged in passionate---*ahem* a "Bedroom Duel" before taking Maruki's treasure the following day. I was born with a uterus that didn't shrivel up like it's supposed to when an embryo develops biological male organs and genitalia. I still Identify and consider myself a guy though. I didn't realize my uterus was even functional, but against all logic, it is, and I'm pregnant with mine and Akechi's baby, and yes I intend to keep it." might be awkward for them since Akechi caused the death of both their parents.

But "Hide the pregnancy" plan becomes much trickier when your in early labor, and despite Akiren's stubborn insistence that 'he's fine' as he physically struggles for his life to act like he's not having painful contractions, the rest of the group is clearly seeing through his BS and that something way more than just having low HP and SP is going on.

Or-----

If Joker's unborn child has their own Persona that triggers whenever Joker enters battle or is in trouble, and said Persona emanates from his belly.

"So----are you going to explain why a translucent unfamiliar persona just holographed from your abdomen and cast an almighty attack that insta killed that group of shadows we were just fighting, or----?"

How would he get out of that one? There's not many answers he could come up with that would probably convince them, his friends aren't stupid after all.

So Akiren would have to reveal the truth "Yeah, it's not my Persona, it's my unborn child's. Too be fair, I didn't know fetuses could have a Persona up until now, I'm just as bewildered as the rest of you! But yes, I'm----pregnant."

Just the idea of Fetus Komari having a persona with inherited abilities of both her parents ultimate Personas, thus having scarily strong abilities, and popping in mid battle to wipe the enemies away is hilarious to me.

Joker just handles it by making a joke that "Oh, I guess my child inherited Akechi's bloodlust in battle, haha."

Cut to the rest of the Thieves standing there in a mix of awe and horror. "Why the hell did you say that so calmly, you think that's a good thing?!"

#persona 5 royal #akiren #ren amamiya #akira kusuru #akeshu #shuake #ren x akechi #phantom thieves #persona 5 strikers #persona 5 strikers spoilers #akeshu child #mpreg #mpreg fic #humor

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Bound by Law (Matt Murdock x Reader)

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41. Guilty Crimes

The return to Hell's Kitchen felt stepping into an active war zone. You felt guilt heavy on your chest like a rock for sleeping with Max. Well... Kind of. It was hard for you to evaluate the level of seriousness of the situation that you've put yourself in. You weren't sure of your relationship with Matt in the first place, so this shouldn't feel like cheating... Yet it felt like something even worse than that.

Stepping out of the taxi, you inhale fresh air and look at the building in front of you. Nelson and Murdock. Maybe you should've gone to visit Matt, but you returned late at night and went straight to bed, so who could blame you for that one? You didn't trust your own mind and what you could possibly say to him after your stay in LA.

The stairs to the office felt longer than ever, and the locked doors of the office definitely didn't add any more glory to the whole situation. "What?" You rattle the knob again, yet the doors remain locked. "Obviously, right when I don't have the fucking key." You sigh to yourself, checking the time, just in case - 10 am. Before you could even decide what to do, your fingers were already dialing Matt. After a couple of seconds, he answers:

"Hello?"

"Yeah, hi." Suddenly it felt awkward to call him, "I'm near the office. It's locked." You exhale loudly, and Matt's interest spikes up, "Where are you guys? Well, Foggy... Or Karen... I understand that you're at home... Resting." Matt's silence made you stutter and blabber nonsense, and you finally stop, waiting for an answer.

"Yeah, I'm home. You don't have a key?"

"No."

"I'll give you mine." Matt replies nonchalantly, causing you to furrow your eyebrows.

"Do you need anything? I can stop by the store."

"No, thanks." He says and ends the call, weirdly enough not very talkative.

***

On your way to Matt's flat, you're so lost in your head that you almost bump into a woman at the beginning of the stairs. "Oh, sorry." She says and you shoot her a distracted smile, but then you recognize her-

Or at least you think you do, but she definitely recognizes you from the hospital, and hurries away before you can say anything to her. The voice was so familiar to the one you've heard while you were unconscious from the poisoned champagne. You knock on Matt's door, holding a bag in your left hand. He opens a minute later, an unreadable expression on his face, and the sight of him - broke and hurt - pains you so much that you drop your bag on the floor, quickly embracing him. "Oh my God, Matt." You try to pull away to take a better look at his injuries, but Matt buries his face in the crook of your neck, squeezing you close to him, despite the stinging pain in his chest. You pull away again, this time freeing yourself from his hands and gently touching his face. "Matt... I'm sorry I didn't come earlier... Sorry I left for LA instead, fuck, I should've been here... Why were you not in hospital? When did this happen? I mean... Foggy didn't say much but-"

Matt shuts your blabbering with a kiss, closing the door with his free hand and then pulls away, resting his forehead on your shoulder. "Sorry." He mumbles, inhaling your calming scent, then drifts away again, heading out of the corridor. "The key is somewhere on the table."

You shrug off your coat and grab the bag off the floor, hurrying after Matt into the living room. "I know you said you don't need anything but I stopped by the store and bought some fruits." You say, almost feeling guilty because you didn't listen to him.

"You didn't have to."

"But I wanted to." You finally step into the open space and look at all the bandages and other stuff scattered on the table.

Matt takes a seat on the couch, toying with the zipper of his grey hoodie. "Excuse the mess, my... Friend just left, she uh... Works in the hospital."

"Her name's Claire, right?"

"Yeah, did you two talk?"

"No." You put the bag with fruits on the kitchen counter and then start collecting the papers and other medical stuff related trash from the table, "I believe that she was my nurse."

"What? When?"

"Friday. And Saturday. When I was in the hospital." You continue tidying Matt's space when he stops you by grabbing your wrist.

"What happened? Are you okay?" He gently pulls you next to him, tightly holding your hand.

"Foggy didn't tell?"

"Didn't have much contact with him." Matt falls silent, wanting the ground to swallow him whole.

"I-" you free yourself from his grasp and let out an unexpected sob, quickly covering your eyes. It didn't happen when you were in LA, so of course, it had to happen when you were with Matt. You hated yourself for this now, but it wasn't on purpose, no, the only person who you were comfortable crying next to was Pug. And now it felt as if you made a victim out of yourself when it was Matt who sat next to you bandaged and broken. "Please don't be angry at me. I don't know what was I thinking." You don't look at Matt, but continue, "I went to Fisk's gala on Friday. With Wesley." You close your eyes, trying to stop the tears from escaping, "someone wanted to poison someone in the party. I don't know who, Foggy told me that a lot of people were in the hospital... It was the champagne. I got into argument with Wesley and then drank the whole glass in one and then I remember only waking up in the hospital." You take a deep breath and feel Matt put his hand on your back.

"Why did you go?"

"He..." You didn't want to tell Matt this, you didn't want to destroy what you had with your dumb decisions. "Wanted me to back off the case. Elena's case. He tried to scare me away, threatened to bring my dad into the whole thing, said that if I continue digging, I'll pay for it. And gave me no choice but to go to his stupid party in a week... Then he shows up on the TV saying how sorry he is for Elena's death with Wesley beside him." You talked anyway, finally turning to look at Matt. "I'm sorry I didn't tell you any of this, but he had me in a corner..."

"What happened at the party?" Matt's hand still firmly rests on your back, encouraging you to talk.

"James told me that Fisk wants me to work for him. I got angry and the rest is history. Sorry I didn't come to visit when Foggy told me about your accident... I flew to LA, just wanted to clear my head from all the things... But I still couldn't think of why would Fisk need me." You sigh in defeat.

"Hey, hey, it's okay now." Matt gently takes your face in his hands, wiping your hot tears away. He was angry, with you, with himself. You should've told him everything before attending the party. Maybe everything would've been different. Maybe he wouldn't have been sitting here in this state, maybe he would still be friends with Foggy... Maybe you would've been well and not poisoned. Maybe. But he didn't let this anger get the best of him, not now. "How are you out of the hospital and how did the doctors let you fly all this way to LA?"

"Foggy didn't tell?"

"No... We're not really on good terms now." Matt sighs, shoulders slumping forward. His hands drop from your face on your knee.

"I felt better... And I kind of escaped. Because I knew that it was full of Fisk's people. I felt like shit on the flight, but it's always been like this so..." You take a look at Matt, his face obviously full of disappointment. "I could ask you the same thing. What happened? What car accident?"

His face gets paler, if that was even possible. "I uh... The cab that I took... Someone crashed into us, mostly in my side, but it's just bruised that's all. I... Got a nurse to change bandages...but now she's leaving town so I'll have to do it myself." Matt recalls the talk he had with Claire just half an hour ago.

"I can come in the evening. My dad taught me. Had to change his bandages once, when mom was at work. I think I can manage with little blood." You remember how you fainted when Benowitz's bullet grazed your arm, but in a calm environment you could make yourself get over it.

"I think you should rest. And don't go to work."

"Who's gonna help the clients? Foggy and Karen are not in the office." You look at the table, itching to clear it as soon as you can.

"Maybe we should stop the business..."

"Matt, just because you and Foggy are not on good terms as you said, doesn't mean that I want to rot at home, especially now."

"Y/n..." He sighs again, stopping you from getting up. His left hand rests on your cheek and he brings your face close to his, kissing you. Even if his kisses were breath-taking, you were familiar with the game that Matt was playing, and it involved stopping you from getting to the office.

"Hey, hey," you pull away, although very reluctantly, "eat your fruits and I'll see you in the evening." You take the remaining papers off the table and unstick yourself from his touch. Matt pouts like a child, and stands up as well.

"You know that you're not obliged to come."

"Yeah, but I want to." You throw the trash into the bin and grab the office key from the table. Matt meets you in the corridor. "If you want me here, of course." God, why was everything so difficult now?

"Well, I'm not gonna kick you out if you come. I don't mind your company."

He wanted to fuck you tonight. It was as clear as the sun in the sky. You smile, stopping in front of him and fixing the front of his hair, "If you didn't kiss me like that before, I'd say that I'm not very welcome here."

You wanted to be fucked tonight. The pull towards him was too obvious. Matt knew that. He touches your cheek, wiping the dried tears, "come on, don't let them see you cry," and gently pecks your lips, ignoring the previous comment.

You clear your throat, "yeah, so... See you later."

"Yeah, bye." He says, closing the door when you step out.

***

"Hello?" You pick up your phone and answer to an unknown number.

"Hello, is this y/n y/l/n? The lawyer?"

"Yes... Who's calling?"

"Michael Teneke." The man answers and waits for you to say something.

"I'm sorry, but that doesn't ring a bell... Wait." You finally drop your case papers and get into the conversation fully, "Teneke as in Kelly v Michael divorce case?"

"Yeah," he laughs slightly, which reminds you of a snake hissing in the bush, "the same one."

"Uh, but this is my personal number. How'd you get it?"

"Kelly gave it to me."

"Kelly?" You don't hide your surprise because the split between the two was nasty.

"Yeah, we're kind of... Back together."

"Oh." You lean back in your chair slightly, tapping a stack of papers with your pen. Sitting on Matt's side of the table really gave advantage of seeing the lobby clearly. "Wow, well, congratulations?"

"Y/n, I have something I want to discuss with you. Can we meet somewhere today?" He hesitates, "or whenever you're available."

"Discuss what?"

"I... Need some legal advice. You're still in Hogarth, Chao and Benowitz?"

You furrow your eyebrows in thought, "No, I'm working somewhere else now. I'm free today after lunch, uh, Nelson and Murdock office. Williamsburg, 363 South 4th Street. There's no sign on the building though." You remember pulling it out of trash just an hour ago. Now it was clear why Foggy didn't tell Matt anything about you - they were in a serious fight.

"Good. You're gonna be alone in the office? This is a private matter."

"I will make sure that we're alone, Mr Teneke. See you later then."

"Yeah, thanks." He hangs up almost immediately.

You look at the empty office again and scoff to yourself. "Sure, Mike, I'll kick everyone out of the office, no, Mike, don't worry, no one even came to work." You say in a mocking tone to yourself and then drop your phone and pen on the table, taking a moment to evaluate the already shitty situation of the office. "Yeah, Pug, work is fantastic, you should swing by to help me. Jesus, am I going insane already?" Your monologue accompanies the cleaning of your table and making a cup of fresh coffee. In case you need any more caffeine to flow in your veins.

***

"This will involve feds." You lean closer to him, then move back to your previous state, "I don't fuck with feds. They pick out every bone in your body."

"You owe me one." He argues, hands spread on your side of the table, sudden motivation in his voice changes him completely.

"What?"

"You owe me one. Now it's time to pay."

"Since when do I owe you? Owe you what?" You ask in disbelief.

"A favor." He asserts you, then hesitates upon noticing a frown on your face. "You said that after the last court that we were together. I hurried back home and you said-"

"I owe you one." You say, recalling the scene in your head now, "it was about dinner, Mike, not favor. You got paid a shit ton of money, and I got a fair share too, so I wanted to buy you dinner."

"Well, now I want to change that into a favor."

"No."

"Come on, y/n-"

"No, Mike."

"Okay then, is the dinner still in consid-"

"Nope. That's a new favor, and now you owe me one."

"But isn't it a legal deal with my counselor?" Michael fires back, thinking that he did something impressive.

"Yes, this is legal. But you also owe me a favor. Or dinner. I like that Mexican place around the corner."

"Look, I know I fucked up bad, and with feds on my ass it will be impossible to get away clean-"

"You're goddamn right, you're not getting away clean, even if you hire the best lawyer in the states." You cut him off.

"But I came here because I know that you can at least lessen my punishment or argue a better deal. For a reasonable price."

"I'm sorry, did you just say that you want a 'cheaper justice' and I'm the perfect candidate?"

"Yes."

You scoff. "I had to deal with feds once in my whole career and it was nasty. You're gonna have to offer more if you want me to defend you or get a better deal." You cross your arms.

"Okay. But if I call you, you must come. No excuses." He finally gives up, exhaling loudly.

"Stay put and don't make a scene. But if you do, don't expect much from me when the feds have you in a corner. Understood?"

"Yeah, yeah, now give me those damn papers to sign."

"With your attitude, mister, I have a feeling that we'll meet soon." You say, watching the man crack a smile.

"I like you, too bad Kelly was first to reach out."

"Don't act as if you wanted us to win against you." You give him papers and he quickly signs them. "Don't say anything without a lawyer now, Mr Teneke, and you'll be good for a while."

"See you, y/l/n." He shakes your hand and leaves the office in deafening silence once again.

***

"I'm sorry, what is the FBI doing here?" You ask, although just hours ago you were talking with Michael Teneke about the possible FBI involvement. You quickly walk down the corridor, heels ringing loudly in the almost empty space. Couple of men with black windbreakers and letters"FBI" on their backs, turn around and look at you, before one of them tries to get close to Michael. You slide in between the men and stand with your head held up high in front of Michael, facing the tall man. "Nuh-uh," you gently shake your head and make distance between the two of you, Michael steps back, watching the scene unfold from behind your back.

"Miss, let us do our job." The man tries to gently push you to the side but you don't move an inch.

"Mr Tenene has a legal right to have a counselor, just like every citizen in the United States." You don't bother smiling since the FBI always tends to fuck up the cases that they take.

"Miss...?" The man begins, indicating his question with a raised eyebrow.

"Y/l/n. Nelson and Murdock law firm."

He extends his hand, very uncharacteristically for people like him, "Special Agent Poindexter." You firmly shake it but let go quickly so he wouldn't try to push you away again. "We have every right to take Mr Teneke to a holding cell."

"I believe that me and my client can have a word. Without your supervision."

Dex clenches his jaw, visibly and easily annoyed and his partner steps beside him, "yes, you may but don't go further than the end of this corridor. We still have to see you. For safety reasons." He says politely and you almost roll your eyes. Safety reasons.

"This man did nothing for me to not feel safe with him." You say and turn around, walking back the same corridor you came, your hand gently pushing Michael by his shoulder. When you get away from the earshot of the agents, you almost hold the urge to start shouting at him. "What the hell where you thinking? You know that they'll tear you apart like a chicken wing in that interrogation room!" You whisper-shout at the man, before taking a look at the agents - Poindexter standing with crossed arms at the end of the corridor and looking right at you. You feel rather uncomfortable with the intensity of his gaze, but continue nonetheless, "God, I told you hours ago to not fuck up."

"I tried to, but my boss found out and called feds on me!"

"Jesus Christ... Well, you're gonna have to stay in the holding cell overnight, because I can't do much today for you."

"I know, but you told me to call you if anything happens."

"Good. At least you did one good thing. I give you no guarantee that you're going to be okay, because feds are unpredictable. Just try to stay the night and I'll come in the morning to participate in your interrogation. Keep your mouth shut until then, alright?"

"I can do that." He says, and you turn around to see Agent Poindexter coming your way.

"Come on, wrap it up."

"So generous, Agent," you say sarcastically. "Are you appointed to this case?"

He looks at you, eyes glinting, "Perhaps you'll find out during the interrogation, Miss y/l/n." He smiles, cheekbones pushing themselves up front, and his jawline becomes more visible. "I have a feeling that Mr Teneke will not participate without his lawyer."

"I guess you'll have to find out yourself. If anything happens to my client while he's kept in a holding cell, you are in big trouble, Agent."

Dex smiles again, turning his head to the side, eyes dancing on your face, your hair pulled in a tight ponytail, your whole attire and your silk blouse hidden underneath the dark blue jacket. "Have good evening, Miss." He pulls Michael by his elbow towards the exit, sparing you one last glance. The remaining agents follow him outside, all avoiding your eyes, except for one - the one who let you talk to Mike in the first place. He was rather a handsome man, in his early 40s, or maybe late 30s, with distinct indian-like features. He looks at you apologetically, as if trying to excuse his partner's behavior.

You leave the building, stopping by your car to watch them put Mike into a black FBI van, with Dex closing the doors and turning back to look at you, smile not leaving his face. Worse than FBI agents were happy FBI agents. You fucking hated FBI.

***

The quicker he's thrusting into you, the more dissociated you feel from this place. Sweat running down your whole body makes your hair stick to your forehead and sheets to your back, his light grey silk sheets, Matt's hot and strong hands pushing into your thigh is what keeps you in this moment. Red cheeks and spots on your body match the one's that Matt has. He lets out another grunt, not slowing down the merciless pace.

You tried to protest it, hoped to change Matt's mind and let him rest, but he's been persistent. And truth to be told, who could resist him so desperate and so needy, especially after the day you've had?

If Matt wasn't fucking your brains out, literally, you'd be worried about his stitches and bandages, but the only thing you could focus on was his body hovering above you, hands trapping your head, his bruised, warm fingers slipping between yours, and holding tightly; his lips touching your neck, not kissing, just resting, breathing hot air on your burning skin. Matt's movements suddenly become slower, he's pulling out almost completely, then pushing back all the way, and your hips involuntary jump at this action. He smiles, too proud of himself for getting that reaction from you, and kisses you again, muffling your moans for a little while.

It wasn't just a simple hook-up. He was making love to you. You knew the difference now. This wasn't the rushed and slightly awkward first-time hook-up, no, he knew what he was doing, too well. He knew that even a simple gesture like holding your hands, letting your nail dig into his skin was a subconscious, yet a move full of confirmation and reassurance. Your orgasm comes crashing onto you like a freight train, completely knocking your breath out, and in the haze of your high, you feel Matt's chest rumble with a guttural moan, something pulled from the depths of his body and he cums too, inside of you - his condom - and collapses beside you, catching his beath.

You wished to stay in this post-orgasm state for the rest of your life, lying next to Matt, with your elbows touching in the middle of his bed. After a while, you start to feel cold and it sobers you up. "So yeah... I landed a pretty big case but it's with feds and they're not gonna go easy." You chuckle, finishing your answer to Matt's 'how was your day?' question that got interrupted very unexpectedly by what resulted in your current position.

Matt gently touches your face, putting a strand of hair behind your ear, "see, don't let them see you cry... Don't show them that they hurt you." His face softens in the purple light from the huge screens outside the window, and you feel like you're making a big mistake - falling in love. "You can show them what you can, feds are only doing their job. But so are you. And if I know one thing..." He hovers over you, then grabs your hand and kisses your knuckles, "you're one goddamn good lawyer."

You glance at his abdomen, "Well, this very good lawyer needs to change your bandages."

He completely forgot about that, but now he actually felt blood slowly seeping into the bandage, coloring it with Matt's dark red blood. "Shower first?" He tries, and surprisingly easy, you agree with his idea.

"I'm going for a smoke, if you don't mind." You say, savouring the feeling of his gentle touch on your face.

"Sure, just open the window." With a quick peck on your lips, he's out of the bed, and you can't help yourself, only smile while getting up to grab your cigarettes. You were fucking in love.

#matt murdock #marvel daredevil #foggy nelson #matt murdock x reader #bound by law #netflix daredevil #matts superhearing complicates things for you #lawyers #daredevil #marvel #ray nadeem #benjamin poindexter

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qawcamiz · 1 year

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Arcade — Xiao

synopsis ; a certain male was able to capture your eye the moment you saw him, as you stood in the middle of the arcade. His attributes were captivating and brilliant, you assumed you wouldn't get an opportunity to speak with him ever again until the next morning you received a notification.

note ; i'm so sleepy, I'll just fix the errors tomorrow 😭

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"What we're trying to say is that you should come with us!" your friend with long dark brown hair parted into twin ponytails exclaimed,

another girl with a ponytail that messily sticks out from all angles said, "Yep! Hu Tao's right y/n! we can assure you it won't be that boring~"

You grunted, "you guys keep saying the same reason every time you ask me to come! ugh fine, if you guys insist..." You were reluctant but knew deep down there was no way they'd let you off this time around.

They've been asking you to join them for three weeks already and each time the answer has still been the same. You weren't interested in spending the weekend with lots of people who are more like acquaintances than friends.

The three girls grinned widely at your response, "duh! of course, we'll make sure to include a fun side to our shopping, so don't you worry!" your friend said as she played with her hair that would appear as a warmer shade of blonde.

Those 3 are named, Hu Tao, Yoimiya, and Lumine

"Pardon them, Y/n, but just so you know if you don't feel like coming with us, you don't have to force yourself to."— probably the only normal person in your circle of friends,

"Thanks, Ayaka, But don't worry about me, it's just kinda annoying to see them try each time, I'll give them a chance, if I DON'T find anything fun today, they know the consequences." You crossed your arms.

"Hey! stop acting as if we can't hear you two!" The three said at the same time, as you giggled along with Ayaka.

— — —

The 5 of you entered the arcade, so far you're not bored or annoyed yet with your friends who are fighting over that one claw machine.

"You guys...! enough fighting with that one claw machine! there's more than 2 of those around 'ya!" said Xinyan, On your way to the arcade to meet your other friends, you bumped into her who was going to the same place along with her friends.

"you— Hu Tao just took my coin!" Yoimiya fake sobbed. "THIS IS MINE IT FELL JUST EARLIER!"

The two continued arguing, you found Ayaka and Lumine with your other friend Venti using the step dance stuff machine.

You were doing nothing but sit in the corner, watching people play with the machines,

The one machine that caught your attention when you arrived at the arcade was occupied with someone whose hair is weirdly teal undertoned, you're not the type of person to say what you're about to say but 'damn he's really attractive with that hair, really suits him.'

'—What am I saying..?'

Waiting for an opportunity to use the claw machine, you felt someone approaching you,

"Y/n, what are you doin' there alone? We didn't invite you to just stupefied the air and lovingly stare at Xiao," said Lumine, you raised your eyebrow at her.

"Xiao?"

"Yeah... You're not familiar with him? I remember seeing you talk with him eh? Well— He's part of Venti's band, I can see you staring at him as if you fell in love at first sight! Oh, my Archon! Is this the day I'd start believing in those 'Love At First Sight' Things?!!" She gasped.

'Xiao... Not just that he's attractive but oh dear his name is weird too.. and he's also friends with Venti? Weird... How can he handle Venti's behavior?'

'Oh, I remember him! We encountered each other a lot from school contests, I'm not talking with him that much though.'

"Lumine... I think you're taking things the other way around, I was just waiting for him to finish playing with that claw machine so I could use it," you said, smiling innocently.

You noticed how Lumine's expression changed from shock to amusement in a matter of seconds.

"Ooohhhh... so you admit that you're staring at him?!~" she teased. "Wha— what are you talking about?! I'm not staring at him, I'm just waiting for him to finish playing!" you replied, raising your voice.

"Oh please! You're blushing! And you're smiling! You're staring at him!" she said chuckling,

"I AM NOT BLUSHING!" you shouted back.

"Why are you suddenly so defensive?" she asked, raising her eyebrow while crossing her arms.

"Because— I'M NOT LOOKING AT HIM THAT WAY!" you shouted again, "Hm... alrighty then~ we're not done talking yet but I'm done waiting!" she turned away from you and went to look for another game to play with,

You sighed heavily as she left, why was your heart beating so fast all of sudden??

Xiao seemed to be oblivious about your situation because he still focused on the machine he was playing with and ignored your presence completely.

He seems to be enjoying himself a lot, but you couldn't help but wonder if you could do the same thing.

'...No. I'll just stay calm and uh watch.'

You watched him play with the claw machine a few times before he decided to leave the machine and go to another game.

'Hehe... never mind maybe I should go after him!' you thought as you sat up from where you were sitting.

You went to the next machine that he went to, it's quite close to the claw machine but not too near.

When you walked towards him you saw how he started looking at something on his phone.

'I guess he must be texting someone...' you thought as you stood behind him. His phone began ringing and he looked at the screen and answered it without even checking who the caller is.

As he waited for whoever called to end he looked straight ahead. His black locks fell in front of his eyes. Your heart rate quickened its pace once again. He doesn't seem to notice your presence anymore.

And just as you wanted to go closer and check who he was texting, you heard the machine Xiao was messing with, he got distracted by whatever his text conversation was.

'What am I doing? I'm supposed to be enjoying here and using the machines, why am I observing him instead.' you mentally scolded yourself.

But you're too curious to turn away now. Maybe if you hadn't noticed him, then you won't notice any problem.

As you kept staring at him, you were starting to get slightly mesmerized by him, the way he play the claw machine, the way his hair moves, everything about him.

You started getting flustered and felt embarrassed that you started thinking something like that, 'what's happening to me?'

Your heart almost leaped out of your chest when you saw him look your way, "Oh, X-Xiao! It's you! What are you doing here?" Said someone behind you,

You felt your ears reddening, 'I did not just assume he was looking at me!!', You wanted the floor to swallow you.

"Ganyu? Like the busy person you are, I didn't expect you to accept the invitation." Xiao looked at her.

'Was Ganyu the one he was having a conversation with earlier on his phone? How did I not expect her to be here when Xiao is?'.

"hehe, you're right! It's a miracle I'm able to come with everyone together! Anyway, wanna buy anything?" Ganyu smiled widely at Xiao.

You saw Hu Tao along with Yoimiya coming your way— On Ganyu's way...

"Heya! Are you guys planning to go shopping?~" Hu Tao exclaimed. "Ah... Yeah, I was planning to go on shopping with Xiao alone, because It's been a while since we last saw each other. After all, I've been very busy so..." Ganyu scratched her neck.

'What do you mean?! you guys saw each other earlier from class!' you had found it annoying how she was acting girly when Xiao is nearby.

"Well, it's a good idea then! I and Yoimiya will go to the games." Hu Tao smiled. "Alright! See ya!" Ganyu waved at you and left with Xiao, leaving you with Hu Tao and Yoimiya.

You stared at the two people, you weren't jealous or anything but you found that they were a good match.

"Wanna go play machine with us, Y/n?" Hu Tao said grinning. "I think I'll go home now, I'm exhausted." You sighed.

"Exhausted?! All you do is sit there! Come on...!" Yoimiya pouted. "sorry, I'm tired, just enjoy the arcade with everyone." You smiled and head off to the exit.

Hu Tao and Yoimiya could only send a glance at each other and they already know what was happening.

— — —

You found yourself walking through the halls, sighing softly every time someone would walk past you. It's already been an hour since you went outside of the arcade, and you just had to keep on thinking about Xiao.

'Why do I feel so odd today?' You thought to yourself, your heart felt weird why does it feel like from just one touch it would tear apart?

'I need to stop thinking about him, I shouldn't be feeling these kinds of feelings!' You scolded yourself. 'This is the first day of me liking someone yet I feel like THIS day would be the last too.'

Before you knew it, you were already heading toward your dorm room. Once you opened the door you took a deep breath. 'Maybe I should just tell someone about this thing and ask for advice...' you thought.

'That's if anyone would care about the matters of love.'

You entered your room, closed the door behind you, and proceeded to take a shower. After you finished washing and drying your hair, you put on some comfortable clothes and made your bed.

As you lay down, you closed your eyes. You tried your best to fall asleep, but you couldn't stop thinking about Xiao.

'How does it feel to fall in love with somebody you barely know?' You wondered.

as the time moves slower than usual and your thoughts were drifting off to sleep, you couldn't help but smile slightly at the fact that it seemed that you were falling in love with Xiao.

— — —

you woke up with the sound of notification noises and your phone vibrating repeatedly on your nightstand.

When you looked at the screen, you realized that you have 5 missed calls from Lumine 2 hrs ago.

"man why the fuck is my brightness—...!" you groaned, you looked at your messages to see that she was spamming you with a bunch of random emoticons.

#genshin impact #genshin imagines #genshin impact headcanons #genshin xiao #xiao #xiao x you #xiao x reader #angst #genshin x reader #adepti #yaksha #genshin impact adeptus #i love you #xiao my beloved #modern au

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fumblingmusings · 11 months

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francis and matthews relationship is so interesting cause in the show at least francis is more supportive than arthur for the most part but he still frames himself as the cool older brother you can get advice from and absolutely NOT a father.

It's really hard to say because we have so little 1 on 1 panel time of Francis and Matthew versus him and Arthur.

I tried to find the original strips but I think most of the Birz ones have been wiped from online so orz if I have missed any important Arthur/Matthew/Francis ones apologies...

But I remember that the earlier strips which was all mini Canada tales were so hilariously mean spirited - everyone forgets him, people sit on him, Alfred is just glib and pushy and awful, and Kuma is also just like... ragging on the poor guy. But at least Arthur apologises to him (rare show of an Englishman admitting he was wrong) whilst Francis implies that everything that sucks about Matthew is the bits that ties him to Arthur. And also in another strip Arthur is the only one who notices he's not there????

Like okay fine in the early ones he can't remember who's missing but at least he feels Mattie's not there. However, yeah, Francis another time does remember him and quite sharply chides Arthur for it, even though in the G8 one Francis didn't have a clue.

I do love the arguments between the brother's though, fucking brutal.

The modern strips are a bit different, with Francis paying lip service to being Canada’s protector only to give up after 15 minutes. Compared to Arthur who immediately proclaims himself to he Matthew's family, gets in a right messy state fighting for him, asks after his emotional welfare during the War of 1812, makes Matthew homemade marmalade, and is apparently very content to have the baby sleep on his lap to pass the afternoon. And its sort of like, no wonder Matthew stays with Arthur. The guy who is the first person to see him as a baby and not a set of resources. Not historically accurate perhaps but the nations aren't mean to represent their governments or politics really. The way Arthur treats Alfred and Matthew does not match up with English Imperial Policy in the slightest.

Babies...

This is versus Francis, who says, if I win, I will let you be my little brother. I don't know. I think there's a distinction there. Arthur goes from now on you're mine. Francis is just a smidge more conditional. Though to be fair to Francis, Arthur had won when he made that pronouncement half dead on the floor so... pedantry.

I like the comparison between Arthur proclaiming to be Alfred's family - which he almost immediately rejects even as a baby and then again upon independence and again in WWII - versus Matthew where Matthew is like yep. I'm your family. Ride or die. Becoming the man who looms over Arthur's back like a spectre. And he sticks with Arthur enough where Arthur thinks of him as his only comfort following Alfred leaving (wooft more apologies from the Englishman... when it rains it pours, eh), and enough to try and bring Alfred home for Arthur's sake (I cannot find this one... but it's the box of food he sends to tempt Alfred... it must have been in the published volumes) and enough to kick Alfred out again for Arthur's sake.

He's not like Oz and NZ who still refers to Arthur as a big brother, but he's always been more formal. But it's pretty much confirmed that Arthur loves Matthew just as (almost?) as much as Alfred, it's just Alfred will not be ignored so it comes across as if Arthur doesn't.

This may just be a bias - Arthur and Matthew have more strips together by a country mile so you know what his relationship is like with Arthur, and... it's pretty good. And with things like in modern day NZ still calling Canada big brother even though that imperial connection isn't really there anymore... I think he got a lot more validation and a social net with Arthur then he did with Francis.

But I suppose it's like... how much do you say the old strips are still in play, since no-one has forgotten about Matthew in like... ten years at this point. Also, to be fair to Francis, Arthur also is explicitly not a father in canon either. It's just fun to drag out these threads right?

I need more Francis and Matthew interactions, is what I'm saying.

#hetalia #hws england #hws america #hws canada #hws france #arthur's parenting #francis' parenting #canon #op #q&a #headcanon #this is all over the place apologies

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chansbabygirl02 · 2 years

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BESTFRIENDS

Bestfriend! jeno x fem reader

read pt1 here

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After the kiss jeno and I shared at his house, nothing changed, and I don't know whether I should be glad or not. To be honest, I've always thought that jeno is hot, and anyone could agree to that, but I never thought he was crushing on me, and that made me curious and have so many questions, since when? Why? Did he tell any of our friends? Was he planning to tell me if I didn't find about the pictures?

But I'm kinda glad we're not awkward around each other, the kiss happened last week and since then we still hang out with our friends, and texted, nothing really changed, except his random flirting that would pop out of nowhere. Well, he is a flirt and by now I’m used to it, except that now it's so frequent that I’m sure even the guys have noticed.

Today is just some other random Friday night when we decided to crash at jaemin’s and drink the night away while watching movies.

As usual Jeno came to pick me up and go together. On our way, and after buying some beer, we just kept talking about random stuff and laughing about stupid things we did before.

It was kinda a long walk so as soon as jaemin opened the door we walked past him and I threw myself on the sofa. Soon after us, the bell rang and mark and donghyuck walked in with snacks. The rest of the guys were already there even before jeno and I so we just got everything ready and watched Jisung and Chenle fight over what movie to watch first. We ended up choosing “the fault in our stars” and I'm happy with the choice.

Halfway through the movie, we were nearly drunk. I'm feeling really dizzy because of all the crying and drinks, but that doesn’t mean the end lol. I got a new beer and started drinking more, the movie really makes so depressed and sad, and that means many drinks.

By the end of the film, the mood of the room changed, so we decided to just play some board games.

Jaemin went to his room to bring the Jenga and uno cards. Same old rules, the loser has to drink a whole beer, interesting :)

I guess this is not my lucky day as I lost the first two games, and now I feel like throwing up and I'm already so drunk. I pushed the feeling aside and just resumed in the games. As we get more in the games, the urge to throw up grows bigger and I just can’t hold it anymore so I rushed to the bathroom scared I’d through up there and jaemin would probably kill me. I close the door behind me but as soon as I got in, Jeno knocked on the door “hey, are you okay?” and obviously I can’t answer him “I'm coming in” and he walked in the bathroom, I was on the floor in front of the toilet seat, spitting away all the beer I drank earlier. He got closer and crouched next to me. If I could talk, I’d ask him what he’s doing but I can’t. he pulled my hair up away from my face and starting soothingly rubbing my back. It felt really nice and my stomach ache started to cool down. Then jeno helped me get back up and I washed my face and teeth, but I was still drunk, and remembering the kiss we had right now isn’t helping as he looks so good in his pink hoodie and glasses. I shook the memory away and turned to look at him, just to see that he’s already looking at me with a smug look on his face, “what?” “Nothing, your face is really read though” “yeah dummy, cuz I'm drunk”

I'm glad I can use being drunk as an excuse, but when I turn to look at him again, it felt like he got hotter, and closer to my face, and I thought ‘I can still use being drunk as an excuse’ and got closer to him as well. Soon, there was no space left between us, and his lips were already on mine, and I realized that I missed the feeling of our lips out together, moving in sync. I put my hands around his neck trying to get our bodies closer than they already are, if that was even possible, and he held my waist and pulled me up to sit on the bathroom sink and he stood between my legs. As the kiss got more heated, I felt Jeno run his hands all along my sides and I wanted more. I tightened my hands around his neck and tugged at the hair on the back of his neck. He gasped at the sudden tug and I felt the air get hotter. It was just a small gasp but it did wonders to my body.

Soon, I felt his mouth fall from mine to my jawline to lick along it and then moved more downward to my neck and started kissing and biting, and it drove me crazy (felt so good) that I didn’t notice the loud moan that escaped my lips. As soon as I made the sinful sound jeno lifted his head from my neck and looked straight into my eyes. I looked deep into his eyes and they were dark and full with lust, and that’s when I realized what was happening and I felt embarrassed. I hopped down the sink counter and started to make my way to the door.

As soon as my hand touched the door knob, I felt jeno pull me from behind and turned me around to trap between the door and his body

He looked at me dead in the eyes and lowly growled -and that sound made me weak, nearly on my knees- and said “where do you think you’re going? We’re not done yet here” and now I'm so close to get on my knees for him. He then pulled me closer and started kissing me, it was slow yet intense, but it gradually became rough. It felt so good.

We pulled away just for Jeno to bury his head in the crook of my neck and give me kisses all over, he then went back up to my lips and hungrily kissed me. I bit his lower lip and he groaned, I slipped my tongue in his mouth and we fought for dominance, I run my hand on his hair and he groaned again, allowing me to dominate the kiss. In the middle of the heated kiss, i backed him up against the sink and run my hands under his hoodie and he let out a moan burying his head between my neck and shoulder.

It felt good, to know he’s needy because of me, and it made me want to do more to him

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still couldn't write the smut for this part 🤦🏻‍♀️😩😭

I promise I'll try for the next part. And i don't think this supposed one shot will end in just 3parts ㅜㅜ

Hope u enjoyed this!!!

#nct #jeno imagines #jeno scenarios #jeno x reader #lee jeno #lee jeno smut #nct dream #nct fic #nct imagines #nct jeno #nct hard hours #nct dream hard hours #nct dream smut #nct dream imagines #jeno oneshot #jeno smut #jeno #jeno fanfic #jeno lee

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black-aurora-nora · 2 years

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Come Back to Me (Yandere!Kyojuro x Reader)

Commission for @iloveyouforinfinitykyojuro

Warning: This writing contains manipulative behavior, creepy behavior and toxic relationships. Read with caution if any of these themes are triggering.

This takes place in a Modern!AU where both Kyojuro and reader are students in college.

Soft, pink petals delicately drifted down to the ground, the wind was softly blowing through your hair as you stared up at the sky, waiting for Kyojuro to show up.

He'd texted you earlier asking if you could meet him under the sakura tree in the middle of campus and you agreed. You loved hanging out with Kyojuro, he always made you laugh and told the best stories. It was a nice addition to your day.

"(Y/N)!"

You turned towards the sound and smiled brightly at the firehead, "Kyojuro! What's up? You said you needed to tell me something important?" You hoped it wasn't anything bad.

His smile brightened even more, "Yes, actually. I've got something to confess!"

You nodded, gesturing for him to go on.

More sakura petals continued to snow around you both as Kyojuro stepped up to you, gently taking your hand with warm eyes, "(Y/N)..." He paused for a moment, "I love you! I've loved you since we first met freshman year! Please tell me you feel the same!"

"Ohh, Kyojuro..." Your tone made his smile fade ever so slightly and as much as it hurt to see his smile begin to fade, you felt that you needed to tell him, "Kyojuro, I'm sorry. I don't feel the same way. I'm in love with someone else and we've been talking for more than two months now."

The firehead put on a forced smile, trying not to seem heartbroken that the rumors of you being interested in Akaza were true. But it was no matter, he'd fix that soon enough, "It's okay, (Y/N). I hope I didn't make things awkward between us."

You shrugged with an uncertain smile, "A little," You admitted honestly, "But that's okay! I hope you find someone soon enough, though!"

You both chatted for a while longer before you had to leave to go to class.

As you waved goodbye, Rengoku smiled as his plan ran through his head.

You'd be coming back soon enough.

"Akaza!"

The black-haired man turned around with a big smile, setting his weights down, "Kyo! I haven't seen you for a hot minute man! What's up?"

"There's a house party going on this Friday, I was wondering if you wanted to come? There's a new friend of mine that I want you to meet."

He nodded after some thought, "Sure, man, what's their name? Do they go to school here?"

"Her name is Koyuki, she just joined at the beginning of the spring semester. I thought that you guys might hit it off." Kyojuro explained, showing a picture from her Insta page.

At Akaza's gobsmacked expression, he knew he'd already had the cat in the bag.

"Y-Yeah, man, I'll definitely be there."

You glanced down at your phone, unbelieving.

All those months of talking to Akaza just down the drain and he didn't even bother to say anything to you. The fucker had decided to ghost you instead and block you from all his social medias.

You only found out about him being with Koyuki because one of your mutuals posted of picture of them together, congratulating their 'cute relationship'.

Tears welled in your eyes as you looked through the comments, all commenting or congratulating the relationship.

It was like you'd never existed.

There was a knock on your door and you begrudgingly opened it to see Kyojuro. He looked worried.

"(Y/N), I saw Akaza's post about... nevermind, are you okay?"

More tears welled in your eyes as you shook your head and Kyojuro could feel the happiness welling inside him. You were heartbroken and you had no one else to fix it except him; your boyfriend.

"Kyojuro... I'm so sorry that I rejected you that day..." You whimpered sadly, "I-I should've realized that Akaza didn't love me the same way you do..." You glanced down at the ground with shame.

The tears began to drip down and you stepped closer to Kyojuro's frame, "C-can you forgive me?"

He smiled, opening his arms and squeezing you tight as you cried into his chest, "Of course I can."

#yandere demon slayer #yandere scenario #yandere anime #yandere kimetsu no yaiba #yandere kyojuro rengoku #kyojuro rengoku #kyojuro rengoku x reader #yandere x y/n

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megxplryxb · 2 years

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Till the Bitter End

Pairings: Pete Dunne x fem!reader

Disclaimer: Gif is not mine.

You had one purpose tonight and that was to get drunk and forget everything that had went on. Liv on the other hand, she was determined to find you a guy at the club. You had been so down lately and she wanted to cheer you up. You weren't really interested in anyone at the moment. Well, you were interested in someone, but he was the reason you wanted to get drunk. You wanted to forget him and pretend that you and him never happened. After all, that's what he told you to do.

"Girl, you look so hot." Liv said as you both got ready in her bathroom. She was right. You did look hot and you knew it. The tight black dress you were wearing complimented your body in all the right ways. It was more revealing than what you were used to but still tame compared to Liv's skin coloured dress.

"Every guy is gonna want to fuck your brains out tonight." She nudged grinning at you as you shot her a look.

"I don't even want to look at a guy tonight, I'm just gonna flirt with my good friend alcohol." You stated as she shook her head. You were glad you didn't have to report to the performance centre tomorrow as you planned on watching trash tv while riding out the hangover.

"I'm getting you laid tonight one way or the other." Liv stated arrogantly handing you a shot as her phone vibrated.

"Oh shit." Liv muttered looking at her phone screen and then at you.

"What?" You questioned as you saw the look on her face.

"It's from Tyler. They're in town." She stated as your stomach churned. This was the last thing you needed tonight.

"Is he with them?" You questioned looking straight in to the mirror as she nodded.

"Yeah, Pete's with them. Tyler just gave us a heads up to say that they're out." She confessed as you stood silent for a moment before quickly downing the shot Liv had left on the sink for you earlier. You were grateful that Tyler was concerned enough about you to text Liv and tell you that Pete was out but he wasn't stopping you tonight.

"Ok, I'm ready, let's go." You said fixing your hair and grabbing your handbag.

"Are you sure you, I'm totally cool with staying in if you want to?" Liv asked, her mood quickly changing now that she knew the guys were in Orlando. She had been worried about you and knew you were hurting ever since you and Pete had broken things off. Liv had been your rock but you knew she needed a night out and tonight you weren't going to let her down. Pete didn't get to ruin tonight for you or Liv.

"I was going to have to face him at some stage. Now is as good a time as any." You shrugged trying not to look bothered. Truth is, you didn't know how you felt about seeing him again so soon. The last time you had seen Pete, he had broken your heart and flew back to England to be with his girlfriend of four years. You had felt so betrayed but really you had no right to be. You were the other woman, not her. But it didn't stop you from hurting or feeling sick or wanting him. You weren't a cheat, you were never that type of girl but Pete had made you feel things that you had never felt before and you were sure that he had felt the same about you, not that he'd ever say it. He rarely said anything.

You were attracted to him from the moment you had seen him wrestle at the UK tournament. You weren't there live but you had watched it with some of the others from NXT back in Orlando. While the other girls drooled over Tyler, Pete was your pick from the start. You were bummed that he hadn't won the tournament but then you heard that he had signed a contract with WWE. You quickly befriended Tyler and Trent but Pete, he was an asshole to you from the very beginning. You butted heads constantly but really you were never sure why he disliked you so much. In the end you challenged him because you knew how to wind him up, say all the right things to make him mad and get under his skin. You weren't afraid of him and he knew it, you almost felt he enjoyed the back chat you gave him because no one else dared to speak to him the way you did.

William Regal had taken notice of you and Pete's hostile relationship and ordered the creative team to pair you up at some of the live events while you were on the road. He found it humorous that you and Pete didn't get along and loved that you stood your ground with Pete. Regal always liked how you carried yourself backstage, it was one of the main reasons you were the NXT Women's Champion, that and you were awesome in the ring.

You wondered if things between you and Pete would be different if Regal hadn't forced you to team together. That's where it started after all, this fucked up thing between you. Working with Pete was difficult at the start, he was awkward and standoffish whenever you tried to talk to him about your matches together and you couldn't understand what his problem was. Going over the matches with him was worse, he wasn't interested in any of your ideas or suggestions and he insulted your in ring ability constantly. The worst thing he had said to you was when you were trying to practice the match you had with Pete against Nikki Cross and Killian Dain in a few days at a live event. He had questioned your reason for being in the wrestling business and suggested that you were trying to get a role on Total Divas, something you had no desire to do at all. While you usually let his snide remarks go, that one had hurt and you had finally given up on the idea that you two could work as a team, even for a few short matches. You gave Nikki and Killian an apologetic look before exiting the ring. Too embarrassed to stick around, you headed straight for the locker room to grab your stuff.

"You're such a dick, England" You heard Killian say but you didn't bother looking back. Nikki caught up with you to make sure you were alright and you gave her a convincing answer before you exited the building and headed for the parking lot. You rolled your eyes seeing Pete leaning against your car with a guilty look on his face.

"I shouldn't ave said that ta ya." He admitted as you placed your gym bag in the boot before slamming it closed.

"You can tell Regal that us working together as a team won't be happening and while you're at it, you can take full responsibility too." You said ignoring his attempt at an apology.

"I know I took it too far, can we try sort this out?" He asked as you lost it.

"No! I'm done trying to talk to you and trying to work with you, I don't owe you shit." You spat. "You've been nothing but a jackass to me since the day we met and you know what, I can handle you being a prick about mostly anything but insulting my in ring abilities in front of our co-workers? That's where I draw the line."

"I didn't mean it." He said as you shook your head.

"I have worked my ass off for eleven years to get where I am today. How fucking dare you say I'm only here to get a place on some ridiculous tv show!"

"Look, I was wrong and I'm tryin' ta apologise ta ya." He said as you rolled your eyes. You could tell he wasn't great at apologising. This was probably his first time.

"Yeah well you can shove your pathetic excuse for an apology up your ass."

"Why are ya bein so difficult?" Pete growled getting frustrated.

"I'm being difficult? I'm not the one who won't go over a damn match! Christ Pete, I know we don't get along but I at least thought we could be professional with each other ." You said as he shook his head.

"Do you hate me that much that you won't even work with me?" You questioned as he huffed.

"No."

"Well then what is it?" You asked as silence filled the space between you. "Wow. Peter England, lost for words. Never thought I'd see the..." You managed to say before you felt his lips on yours. Your eyes widened as you broke the kiss.

"What are you..."

"Just shut the fuck up." He said crashing his lips on yours again pushing your slim body against your car. This time you didn't break the kiss. As much as you hated to admit it, in that moment, all you wanted was Pete, so you gave in and let it happen. While your tongues battled for dominance, he slid his rough hands around your waist and up the small of your back.

You jumped apart pushing each other away as you heard the performance centre door open.

"You two made up yet?" Killian yelled towards the car park as Pete ignored him, looking down at the ground. You tried to catch your breath and spoke relieved that Killian clearly hadn't seen what you were doing.

"Yeah, we're all good now." You said waving to him before placing a hand over your mouth as Killian went back inside.

"Wh..what was that?" You asked looking at him but he refused to look back. Instead he backed up and walked away.

"A mistake." He said finally remembering that he had a girlfriend waiting for him back in Birmingham.

You told no one what happened with Pete that night because, there wasn't really anything to tell, it was just a stupid kiss. A mistake like Pete said. You both got caught up in the moment and that was it. You avoided each other whenever possible but Regal was still intent on you teaming with Pete as well as Trent and Tyler to face Sanity. Those were the times you had no choice but to interact with him and god was it awkward.

Eventually it was set that Trent and Tyler would face Alexander Wolfe and Killian Dain for the NXT Tag titles at NXT Takeover Brooklyn while you and Pete would defend your UK and Women's titles in a mixed tag match against Eric Young and Nikki Cross. You and Pete were told to practice and train for the match a few weeks in advance and often stayed late at the Performance Centre to go over your moves and plans for the match. While going over some new moves with Pete that you wanted to try out he kissed you again and again, you gave in to him but you promised that after Takeover you'd stay away from each other because he didn't want to hurt his girlfriend. But then you found yourself lying naked underneath Pete on his locker room floor after successfully defending your championships at Takeover Brooklyn. You had only gotten backstage when he had dragged you towards his dressing room and began to undress you. You weren't sure if it was adrenaline or lust in Pete but you didn't stop it, you didn't want to. You couldn't avoid him or the want you were feeling for him any longer, in that moment you were his and you let him do whatever he pleased.

While you had both promised to end communication after Takeover, it never happened and instead it intensified. The sex was incredible and you could never recall a bad rendezvous with him. Your favourite sex sessions with Pete were when he'd return from England after weeks of not having you. You would be covered in bite marks and bruises the morning after but you didn't care. Pete loved marking your body, it turned him on knowing he caused them but he would never dare hurt you. The electricity between you and Pete was undeniable and it didn't take long for Liv and Tyler to start noticing the sexual tension between you when you were around each other. Pete wasn't overly careful in keeping his distance from you, in fact, he liked sneaking around with you backstage or anywhere he could get his hands on you. You didn't tell anyone about your relationship, if you could even call it that but eventually Liv and Tyler questioned you both and you didn't deny it. There was only so many excuses you could think of for being in each other's locker rooms or for Pete being in your apartment. You knew Pete had a girlfriend but you never spoke of her and neither did he. You almost felt like she was non-existent and that Pete was yours but deep down you knew the truth.

As you and Liv sat in the back of the cab you could feel every emotion build up inside of your body that you had felt for the past few weeks. As you approached the club you felt a sense of nervousness and began tapping your hands on your knees. You weren't ready to talk to him or even see him. This was a mistake. But you couldn't let Pete ruin your night. You looked hot and a part of you wanted him to see you, see you look the way you did to show him what he was missing. You hated yourself for even wanting Pete to see you dressed like this, when it came to men you usually didn't act this way but you'd never met anyone like him.

Finally the cab pulled up outside the busy club. You jumped out and paid the driver as you waited for Liv to exit. You took a deep breath as she gave your hand a squeeze. "You ready?" Liv asked winking at you.

"As I'll ever be." You said sarcastically entering the club.

"The NXT guys are in the VIP section." Liv said pointing to a secluded corner. After getting some drinks you made your way to join the rest of the group. You scanned through everyone and It didn't take you long to see him sitting between Tyler and Trent. He was looking down at the table seemingly uninterested in whatever the guys were talking about. Your heart hurt seeing him and you hated that he looked so good. He always looked good.

"Ladies, we saved you some seats!" You heard Kyle O' Reilly yell excitedly. Pete's head shot up quickly as he heard your name being mentioned. You looked away from him not wanting to make eye contact.

"Thanks handsome!" Liv said hugging Kyle before taking a seat.

"You've got two choices." Kyle said smiling at you.

"Is that so?" You questioned folding your arms.

"You can either sit here or there." Kyle flirted pointing to a chair and then at his knee. You laughed.

"I think I'll take the chair." You said taking a seat beside Liv.

"No one ever chooses the knee." Kyle said defeated. You patted him on the knee giving him a sympathetic look as he took a seat beside you. You could see a bitter look on Pete's face the moment you had touched Kyle.

Tyler waved across the table at you, you smiled back and gave him a small wave. You really hated that he was in the middle of everything.

"You look beautiful tonight." Kyle whispered in your ear.

"Honestly I can hardly breathe in this dress and my feet are already killing me but thank you." You said smiling at him. You continued talking to Kyle as the rest of the Undisputed Era joined you but suddenly you were nudged in the side by Liv.

"He's so jealous." She whispered to you as you looked confused taking a drink.

"What?" You asked as she moved her head towards Pete who was gritting his teeth.

"He hasn't taken his eyes off of you since you walked in and he looks like he's about to rip Kyle's head off." Liv laughed as you remained silent. You didn't know why Pete would be jealous of Kyle, he had made it perfectly clear that you meant nothing to him.

"You should totally go home with Kyle tonight, he's so in to you." Liv said as you shook your head. "No. I would be doing it for all the wrong reasons." You confessed. Kyle was a sweetheart but you weren't over Pete and you wouldn't dare use Kyle to get over someone else.

A while later you decided to go to the bathroom to fix your make up. As you got up you took a slight wobble and fell straight in to Kyle's lap as he quickly grabbed your waist to stop you from falling further.

"I'm so sorry Kyle, I told you these heels were a death trap!" You said laughing trying to stand up again.

"Hey, you aren't the first girl to fall for me." He joked as you fixed your dress.

"Thanks for not letting me fall on my face." You said giving him a small hug before making your way to the bathroom. As you passed by, you could see Pete's head following your movements but you didn't give him any attention and instead kept walking.

After you had adjusted your make up you took a deep breath looking at yourself in the mirror. A part of you wanted to go home, Liv would be fine with the NXT guys and girls but you didn't want Pete to think you were leaving because of him, you were too stubborn for that. Deciding against calling a cab, you exited the bathroom not noticing Pete waiting for you on the other side of the door.

"Avin' fun are ya?" He asked in an angry tone as you froze. You knew his voice, you still heard it in your head every night when you struggled to sleep. You knew from past experiences that you should have just kept walking but you always had difficulty walking away from him. Now was no exception.

"More than you anyway." You replied referring to his moody exterior before attempting to leave.

"Yeah actin' like a slut looks like so much fun." He said sarcastically as you stopped in your tracks.

"Excuse me?" You said turning on your heels to face him.

"Saw ya fallin' on top of O'Reilly, making a show of yaself. How much ave ya had to drink?" He asked as you laughed.

"Much less than you by the looks of it." You answered as he smirked at you.

"Still the same mouthy girl ya always were." He said attempting to cup your face.

"Don't touch me! You don't get to do that anymore." You said coldly moving back from him. As much as it killed you to say, you couldn't bear him touching you anymore. It made you weak and you couldn't show weakness around Pete now.

"How long ave ya been fuckin' him?" Pete questioned referring to Kyle.

"Are you serious?".

"Do I look like I'm jokin'?"

"You're fucking unbelievable." You said turning away disgusted.

"Just tell me how long, a week, two weeks, a month?" Pete asked grabbing your wrist but not hard enough to hurt you. He wasn't that stupid and Pete had never hurt you physically. You considered lying to him and telling him you had been sleeping with Kyle just to see his reaction but you were sick of lying. There were too many lies told already.

"I haven't been sleeping with him or anybody. Not that it's any of your damn business." You spat pulling your hand away from him.

"You are my business love." He said moving towards you again as rage filled your body.

"I am nothing to you!" You said pushing him backwards.

"Everythin' alright?" Tyler asked walking towards you putting an arm around your shoulder sensing how uncomfortable you were.

"Fine mate. Just chattin' shit." Pete said taking once last glance at you before walking back to his seat.

"You ok bab?" Tyler asked as you began to tear up.

"Everything is just so fucked up, I should never have went near him." You said as Tyler pulled you close.

"It'll all be ok. I promise." The former UK Champion reassured you as he took you out for some air. Tyler handed you a tissue as you chuckled.

"Thanks Ty. I'm sorry you've been dragged in to all of this." You said as he shrugged.

"I've made a fair few mistakes myself, I don't judge anyone." He said as you rested your head on his shoulder.

"Why is he such a jerk?" You asked as Tyler let out a chuckle.

"Because he's Pete. It's who he's always been." Tyler answered.

"I hate him."

"You miss him.

"No I don't." You lied.

"He misses you too." Tyler stated as you raised your head immediately wanting to know more.

"I've caught him checkin' your twitta and Instagram a few times, lookin' at ya pictures and stuff." He said as you sighed.

"He can't have it every way Tyler. I gave him a choice and he chose to stay with her." You said as a tear escaped down your cheek.

"D'ya love him?" Tyler asked as you took a breath and nodded a yes.

"I wish I didn't. This wasn't meant to happen."

You and Tyler talked for another while before going back inside to the others. You made him swear not to tell Pete about what you had just admitted to him because it would do not good.

A while later you and Liv made your way to the packed dancefloor where some of the other NXT stars were already dancing. You had been dancing with Liv for several minutes before Kyle made his way towards you. You begged Liv to stay but she moved away to dance with Aliyah before giving you a cheeky wink and a smirk. You would feel awful for not dancing with Kyle so you gave in. You felt Kyle's hands on your hips as you had your back to him. It was then you saw Pete staring at you from the bar. Turning your body back around to face Kyle he pushed you close to him as you tried to ease off. "Can I kiss you?" He asked leaning in as you shook your head. "I don't think that's a good idea, you're drunk." You said as he laughed continuing to hold you. "I'd be too afraid to ask you if I was sober, it's just you're so beautiful." He said smiling at you. "I'm sorry Kyle, it's just not a good time right now." You said as he looked hurt. "Why not?" He asked as you tried to wriggle free from his grip. Before you could explain yourself, Pete was standing in front of you chest to chest with Kyle.

"Take ya arm off her before I break it mate." The bruiserweight warned as Kyle stood confused.

"Pete don't." You begged but he simply ignored your request.

"Chill out dude, we're just dancing." Kyle explained refusing to let you go.

"I already told ya ta get ya arm off 'er." Pete said not moving an inch.

"What's your problem man?" Kyle said squaring up to Pete as you tried to calm things down. "Kyle I think you should go back to the guys."

"My problem is you not takin' no for an answer." Pete replied catching your hand and pulling you behind him as the two men stared at each other. Your heart began to race seeing Pete begin to clench his fists. You wrapped an around his chest hoping that he would calm down but he continued to ignore you.

"She's single, what the fucks the problem? Oh I get it you're jealous." Kyle teased shoving Pete as the UK Champion completely lost it and connected his fist with Kyle's jaw. You tried to step in between them but before you could properly intervene, the two men had tackled each other to the ground, Pete immediately getting the upper hand and punching Kyle in the stomach and then in the face again. You called for Trent and Tyler who were sitting in the VIP section with some of the other NXT wrestlers. You knew you couldn't break it up alone but you tried your best to pull Pete off of him.

"Pete stop!" You begged trying to grab his arm as Tyler, Trent, Adam and Bobby finally approached the area and pulled Pete and Kyle apart. Pete tried to get free but Trent held him back.

"Enough!" Trent yelled.

"You're fucking crazy dude!" Kyle shouted to Pete as Trent and Tyler tried to pull him away from the scene.

"Don't eva touch her again ya hear me! I'll fuckin' kill ya! " Pete warned Kyle as you followed the three brits outside.

"You alright babe?" Tyler asked pulling you in for a hug. You just shook your head unable to speak.

"What the fuck was that about?" Trent asked as you looked at Pete. He looked at you for a second before hanging his head.

"Nothin'. Doesn't fuckin' matter." Pete muttered.

"Well why'd ya give him a batterin' then?" Trent questioned.

"Cause he's a fuckin' twat." Pete growled getting angry again.

"Oh and that justifies it does it?" Trent asked sarcastically.

"Trent just leave it man yeah?" Tyler pleaded.

"I'll fuckin' kill ya if our names get dragged in to this Peter!" Trent warned getting in to Pete's face.

"Fuck off." Pete growled once more.

"Guys please stop." You pleaded to them both.

"This is just as much your fault as it is his I bet!" Trent pointed at you angrily as Tyler pushed him.

"Don't talk to her like that man." Tyler warned Trent.

"Well it's obviously because of her he fuckin' hit him!" Trent argued.

"Leave her out of this." Pete screamed aggressively.

"I didn't ask him to hit Kyle, Trent. I didn't ask for any of this!" You cried as Trent held his hands up. You weren't really angry at Trent, it had happened because of you but you didn't ask for it.

"Alright, I'm sorry, I just thought you two were over."

"We are over." You admitted not bearing to see the friends argue any longer. "Me and Pete, we're done." You admitted looking at Trent. Pete looked at you, almost hurt by your words. But it was the truth, you were over and had been for weeks. It's not that you wanted to be over, you just didn't want to be the other woman any longer.

"Then why did you fuckin' hit him Pete?" Trent asked shaking his head in frustration.

"Doesn't fuckin' matter. Like she said, it's over." Pete said as Trent laughed sarcastically.

"If it was really over between you two, you wouldn't have done what you did in there." Trent said squaring up to Pete. "Sort your shit out and pray Hunter doesn't hear about this." He warned before entering the club again. Tyler looked at you protectively as you nodded your head.

"Tyler its fine, I need to talk to him, if you see Liv, tell her I'm going home ." You requested kissing Tyler on the cheek as he nodded and reluctantly went back inside.

It was quiet for a moment between you as you gave him a chance to speak but he said nothing.

"So you're just not talking now?" You asked as Pete shook his head and began to walk away.

"I've got nothin' ta say." He replied louder than before putting his hands in his pockets.

"Well I've got plenty, what the fuck was that in there?" You yelled as your heels clapped along on the wet pavement following Pete who was still huffing and kicking anything he could find on the ground. You'd never seen him like this before. You'd seen him angry but this was different.

"Pete!" You shouted grabbing his arm as you finally caught up to him. "What the hell is wrong with you? You could lose your job over what you did in there, do you know that?" You questioned.

"I won't. I run the UK division love, they'd be nothin' without me." He answered smugly.

"Everyone is expendable Pete, even you." You replied folding your shoulders. "You need to apologise to Kyle."

"For what, forcin' himself on ya?" He spat.

"He was a little drunk that's all." You shrugged.

"So fuckin' what, ya told him ta back off an he didn't. Prick got what he deserved." Pete growled.

"You didn't have to hit him, I had it under control!" You argued as he chuckled sarcastically.

"Yeah it really looked like it was going great for ya." He said rolling his eyes.

"Why'd you do it Pete?"

"Cause he asked for it."

"No he didn't. He was just a guy who was dancing with a girl and tried his luck but got turned down." You said as he remained silent.

"Would you have hit him if it was Liv or Nikki or Toni? Or was it just because it was me?" You questioned as he put his hands on his head. "Pete..."

"I just lost it alright! His hands were all over ya and I just fuckin' lost it."

"Why?"

"Because I couldn't stand seein' him touch ya." He growled as you sighed.

"So Kyle was right, you were jealous?" You asked as he shot you a look and snarled. "Yes or no Pete it's a simple question."

"Alright, I was fuckin' jealous, ya 'appy now?" He spat as you shook your head letting tears stream down your cheeks.

"No, I'm not fucking happy. I've been fucking miserable since we ended things!"

"You ended things between us not me!" He roared pointing at you.

"Because you picked her!" You yelled slapping his hand away from your face as everything went silent for a moment.

"You don't get to be jealous Pete. Not of Kyle or anyone else that comes in to my life from now on. I'm not yours, you made that perfectly clear when you chose to stay with your girlfriend. You're the one who told me to forget about you and that's what I've been trying to do." You sighed as he leaned against a car.

"Well maybe I can't forget about ya." He confessed.

"Well you don't have a choice because I'm not ok with being just a road fuck." You stated as he shook his head and laughed.

"What?" You asked as he rubbed his chin still laughing sarcastically.

"Ya think that's all ya were ta me, a road fuck?" He questioned as you sighed. You had enough of this conversation, you had enough of tonight. You were done.

"I don't know what I was to you Peter but whatever we were, clearly wasn't enough to make you pick me." You replied holding out your hand to hail a cab that was just pulling in. "Do me a favour? Stay away from me at the NXT tapings, then go back to Birmingham to your girlfriend and get out of my life for good." You stated opening the cab door and getting in not bothering to look back at the man you loved.

Pete stood watching you get into the cab and out of his life. He swallowed hard before turning around to see Tyler shaking his head.

"Ya such a dickhead." Tyler claimed as Pete sat on the curb resting his head in his hands. "Ya just goin' ta let her go then?" He questioned as Pete shrugged.

"She doesn't want anythin' ta do with me."

"Ya really don't know women mate." Tyler huffed putting a hand on the shoulder of the UK Champion. "All she wants is you."

"An she told ya that did she?" Pete asked sarcastically.

"She did actually. She told me somethin' else and all." Tyler said as Pete turned his head to look at him. "But I promised her I wouldn't tell ya." He said as Pete's eyes widened. "Tell me."

"I can't."

"Bate..." Pete warned.

"She'll kill me if I tell ya."

"And I'll kill ya if ya don't." Pete threatened as Tyler remained silent.

"Tyler I swear ta god!" The Bruiserweight yelled in frustration.

"Alright, she loves ya. She's in love with ya mate." Tyler confessed as Pete sat in silence trying to take in what he had just heard.

"Sh...she loves me?" He asked as Tyler nodded a yes. "When did she..."

"Tonight after ye argued outside the bathroom." Tyler said as Pete rose to his feet and began walking down the street.

"Pete!" Tyler shouted as Pete looked back. "Don't hurt her or it'll be me killin' you." Tyler warned as Pete nodded and continued to walk.

You thanked the driver for getting you home so quickly and handed him his cab fare before running into your building as the Orlando skies opened up and rain began to pour. You took off your heels getting in to the elevator as your feet were killing you. You leaned against the cold wall of the lift answering the multiple texts Liv had sent you since you had left the club. You reassured her you were fine and told her to enjoy the rest of her night. Once you got to your apartment, you towel dried your hair and got in to pyjama shorts and a tshirt. You turned on the tv before going to the fridge for some non-alcoholic beverage. That's when you heard a knock on the door.

"It's me... can ya open tha door please? I'm kinda wet." Pete begged as you bit your lip. You weren't sure you could handle seeing him again tonight. You had just asked him to stay away from you after all, what part of that did he not understand?

"I don't want ta fight." He said gently. You sighed reluctantly unlocking the door to see a soaked Peter England standing in front of you.

"Did you walk here from the club in that monsoon outside?"

"I might ave." He said as you rolled your eyes making your way to your bedroom to rummage in your closet pulling out a towel and some old clothes.

"Why?" You questioned walking back towards your living room again to face him.

"I just needed ta see ya." He said lowering his head to meet yours. You wanted so badly to wrap your arms around him but instead you took a breath and stepped back.

"Here take these. You're lucky you still had some stuff here." You said taking a seat on the arm of your couch.

"I'm lucky ya didn't chuck it all out ya mean." Pete said as he began to undress in front of you and changed into the warmer clothes. You weren't expecting him to change in front of you considering you had no relationship anymore but Pete didn't seem to hesitate and began whipping off his top and bottoms quickly. You looked down at your living room floor not wanting to stare at his body any more than you already had. You were sure your hands had trailed every part of his body when you were in bed with him all of those times but you quickly shook those thoughts from your mind as Pete finished dressing.

"That feels better." He said smiling at you. Pete smiling was a rarity in itself but it always made your heart skip a beat when he did it. No. You had to stop thinking about him like that.

"So what are you doing here?" You asked sternly.

"I just couldn't leave things like that between us."

"Why not? There was nothing left to say. We both said everything that needed to be said." You said walking to your kitchen. You could never stand still around Pete, he always made you feel so nervous even in your own home.

"That's not true though is it?" Pete challenged staring straight at you.

"What are you talking about?"

"You tell me?" He invited, following you to the kitchen.

"Tell you what exactly?" You asked leaning against the kitchen counter folding your arms.

"That ya love me." He stated as you left out a small chuckle and shook your head.

"You're out of your mind."

"Am I?"

Yeah you are. Of course I don't love you." You said denying that there was any truth to his claim. But you were a shitty liar and he could see straight through you.

"Except that I know ya do." He said standing in front of you.

"I... I don't."

"Ya such a bad liar." He said smirking.

"I don't fucking love you Pete, so just drop it ok!" You said trying to push by him but he refused to let you pass until he heard what he wanted to hear. You sighed and gave in shaking your head from side to side.

"Fuck sake, I should never have opened my mouth to Tyler, I should have known he'd blab to you." You confessed defeated.

"So ya do love me?"

"Did he also tell you that I wished I didn't?" You challenged as Pete looked hurt by your remark.

"How long ave ya felt...."

"It doesn't matter." You answered cutting him off.

"It does ta me."

"Well it shouldn't."

"Why not."

"Because."

"Because why?"

"BECAUSE YOU MADE YOUR CHOICE AND IT WASN'T ME!" You yelled. "Do you find all of this entertaining Pete? Do you enjoy torturing me?" You shouted. "You want me to say it? Fine, I fell in love with you, I am in love with you and I hate myself for it! I hate myself for wanting you and for sleeping with someone else's boyfriend over and over again and you know what the worst part of it is? I'm not sorry at all because what I had with you? What we had... made me so fucking happy and I know you felt it too!" You shouted pointing at Pete as he tried to touch you but you pushed him away again.

"I hate you. I hate how you make me feel and I hate that you picked her over me." You cried moving again. "I didn't mean to fall in love with you, I didn't want to fall in love with you but I did and I'm trying to move on but its not easy when you show up everywhere!" You cried as he wrapped his arms around you.

"No, no don't fucking touch me!" You yelled trying to escape his grip but he refused to let go this time.

"Stop love...." He said hushing you running his hands up and down your arms. "Stop runnin' from me." He whispered cupping your face.

"Why wasn't I good enough for you?" You cried falling to the floor. Pete falling with you. He rubbed your hair as you leaned your head on his broad shoulder.

"Why do ya keep sayin' stuff like that?" He asked.

"Stuff like what?" You questioned looking at him.

"That you're not good enough for me and earlier when you said you were 'just a road fuck'."

"Because that's how I feel..."

"Ya were neva just a road fuck. Did ya eva think that maybe I thought I wasn't good enough for you?" He asked as you shook your head.

"No. I never thought like that." You said as he cleared his throat.

Look, I'm not good at talkin' about my feelin's or anythin' but...from the first moment I saw ya in tha performance center... I uh...."

"You what?"

"I uh... thought that.. you were um..."

"You thought...?"

"That ya were the most beautiful thing I had ever seen." He confessed as you smiled at him wiping a tear from your cheek. "I wanted ya from the moment I met ya and I knew I couldn't ave ya so I acted like a dick ta ya instead. I tried to avoid ya, tried ta ignore the fact that I was attracted ta ya but I'd get so pissed when otha guys would talk ta ya, flirt with ya, like Kyle did tonight. I couldn't take it. I wanted ya ta be mine, only mine." Pete admitted as you remained silent.

"I still want that ya know." He said as you looked at him and shook your head.

"Well I can't be the other woman anymore."

"I'm not askin' ya ta be." Pete said frowning at you as you looked at him confused.

"When ya asked me ta choose between ya both that night, I didn't want ta lose ya but I knew what I was doin' was wrong and I felt like I owed it ta her ta stay in the relationship. She'd stuck by me through so much, supported my career but now I know that in the end its not fair to stay wiv her when I'm in love wiv someone else. I can't stay away from ya anymore." He whispered looking directly at you. You swallowed hard as he cupped your face. This time you didn't push him away.

"You snuck up on me and I wasn't ready for it. I didn't even see it comin'." Pete whispered bending his head to meet yours as a small smile appeared on your face. "I want ya. Properly this time." The bruiserweight confessed kissing your knuckles as you wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him passionately. "Then I'm yours."

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