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chosok-amo · 5 months

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spa day, barely

“ . . . sometimes you meet a person and you just click, you're comfortable with them and you don't have to pretend to be anyone or anything.”

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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀ You blinked several times trying to adjust to the light entering your eyes. You woke up from your sleep because you felt someone non-stop kissing the nape of your neck. When your vision had fully recovered, you saw Suguru fast asleep in front of you, his head tilted to the right with one hand on his stomach and the other under your head. This indicates that the one who continues to kiss you is Satoru, your other lover.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀You could feel the warmth of Satoru's stomach pressed against your back. His muscular arms wrapped tightly around your waist. You groaned hoarsely when you felt a small bite on your shoulder. “Satoru..” you mumbled tiredly too. Satoru who buried his face in your neck from behind raised his head to look at you— not knowing that he had just woken you up.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“Oh baby? Sshhh, it's okay, go back to sleep, don't mind me,” he whispered. Even though now you have closed your eyes again and turned your back to him, you are absolutely sure that the man is smiling. You sighed and opened your eyes then turned your back to Suguru to look at your other lover. Still with one arm wrapped around your waist, Satoru propped himself up on one elbow. He smiled broadly at you. His slightly long white hair looked messy and soft.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“Good morning, my lady,” he said and leaned in to kiss your forehead. His hand that was on your waist moved to stroke your head and tuck your hair behind your ear. “Good morning, baby,” you reply— wrapping your arms around his waist and leaning in to kiss his chest. Satoru's smile widened. He always loved it whenever you kissed his chest, close to his heart.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“Good morning.”

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀You heard a third sound— Suguru's husky voice followed by another arm that hugged your waist tightly. Suguru kissed your head and Satoru's lips alternately before he buried his face in your neck from behind. “You good, babe?” you asked when you heard Suguru's tired sigh tickle your neck. He nodded slowly, “Yeah... just tired. ”You cleared your throat in response.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“Glad we're off today,” said Satoru.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“Are you guys hungry?” Suguru asked as he lifted his head from your neck to look at you and Satoru with misty eyes. “No, not really,” you answered which the white haired man agreed with. “Great, let's just stay in bed for a whole day, I'm too tired to do anything,” he said accompanied by a tired groan. You chuckled at his face. His long black hair was fluffy, making him look like a cat.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“Oh, my poor baby. Sure, let's just stay in bed for as long as you want,” you said and kissed his neck. Suguru breathed a sigh of relief and for a moment he closed his eyes. Feeling warm and comfortable with your closeness. “Can we go back to sleep, now? I'm still sleepy,” Satoru said. His eyes closed for a moment as he yawned before he threw you and Suguru a sleepy look. You nodded in agreement, of course. There is nothing better than spending your time lazing in bed all day, with your two lovers.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“Come here, pretty boys.”

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀Then instantly Suguru and Satoru came closer to you. Your head was no longer on Suguru's arm but on the pillow. The two men who were much bigger than you found their place on your body. Satoru pressed his cheek against your chest, feeling the soft feel of your breasts against his cheek. While Suguru rested his head on your shoulder. Their arms loosely wrapped around your waist. You put your hands on top of their hands.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀A sigh of relief escaped your mouth before you kissed Suguru's head. “Good night, my love,” you said softly as you closed your eyes. You smiled faintly when you didn't get an answer from your two lovers but heard the sound of their slow and regular breathing— indicating that they had gone back to sleep. You pressed your cheek against Suguru's head before your consciousness slowly disappeared and you fell asleep again.

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⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀You jogged from your room to the bathroom. With a big smile on your cheeks, you stopped in front of your two lovers who were still standing in front of the mirror with towels around their waists. The two people turned to you when they heard the sound of your running footsteps. “I swear Y/n, stop running. You could get hurt," Satoru warned you for the umpteenth time. He and Suguru didn't like it when you ran considering how many times you'd bumped into things while running and gotten hurt, or just tripped over your own feet and fallen.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“We're not going anywhere baby, so please stop running, okay?” Suguru said softly and threw you a gentle smile as well. He dried his body with a small towel. You can just smile and not really pay attention to what your lover says. “Now tell us, princess. What is it?” Satoru asked. He can see how your eyes become wide and sparkling, your smile is wide and you jump a little, showing how excited you are.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“Oh, right, here!”

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀You showed two long pink pyjama pants filled with Hello Kitty heads. Suguru threw a small towel over his shoulders and crossed his arms. “You want us to use that?” asked with one eyebrow raised, looking at the pants in your hands. “Yes!” you said excitedly. You gave one to Satoru and one to Suguru. Satoru looked down at the furry pants in his hands then looked at Suguru who was also looking at him.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“Honey, it's Hello Kitty, and it's pink. Don't you think it's too cute for us? the strongest?” Satoru asked a little offended. Of course, it was all a lie, the white-haired man wanted to wear those furry pants, but at least he had to act cool first. “Yeah and? it’s cute, you’re cute,” you said and pinched his cheek. Satoru bit the inside of his cheek to hold back a smile. A slight redness appeared on his cheeks.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“Are they even gonna fit?” Suguru asked.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“Just try it on, come on. Look at me, I'm wearing the same one. It's matching pants, I saw a lot of couples wearing these on Pinterest, and I want to wear one with you guys. Look, look, it's cute, and it's pink,” you said excitedly. You pinched your pants between your thumb and forefinger, showing what you were wearing to your two lovers before you slowly turned around, twirling—still with a big smile. Suguru chuckled at how cute you were, so innocent and pure.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“Okay, princess,” said Suguru.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀Same as you, Suguru and Satoru wear these pants with a plain white T-shirt over them. You jumped a little with joy and clapped your hands excitedly. “Omg! it's so cute,” you squeak. Suddenly your eyes widen as if you just got an idea. “Oh, wait! I'm gonna get the camera, wait!” Before the two men had time to answer, you had already run out of the bathroom.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“Stop running!”

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“What camera? What for?”

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀Both of them screamed at the same time. It didn't take long for you to return with the camera in your hand. You took a photo of the three of you with a blue Polaroid camera. You smiled broadly when you saw the results of your shots. “It's cute, you're cute,” said Suguru looking at the photo you were holding and kissing your cheek. “Right? it's so cute. I can't wait to show the kids and Nanami. God, I want to show it to Nobara, Shoko and Utahime so bad,” you said as you walked out of the bathroom. You continued to look at the photo in your hand with a big smile.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“Right, now she's gonna show it to the world. They're gonna make fun of us for a year now, I swear," Satoru said to Suguru. The man with long black hair just chuckled. He doesn't care what you do. If you want to show the photo to the whole world? Just do it as long as you are happy. He can endure embarrassment for a year if in return he can see how your eyes sparkle and your little jumps. So he can see how happy you are after being trapped in the past for so long that almost killed the three of you.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀Suguru put his arm around Satoru's shoulders as the two of them walked out of the bathroom, following you. They were standing a few steps away from you— looking at you who were busy looking at the photos hanging on the wall with a camera in one hand and several polaroids in the other. “Yeah, I know. Just bear with it for a while, can you? I want her to stay happy as she is right now,” said Suguru.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“Sure,” Satoru said and he came over to you— standing behind you with his arms around your waist. He kissed your cheek and helped you stick some polaroids to the wall—where there were so many photos of the three of you together.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“Here, let me help you,” you said.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀Satoru who was sitting in the chair in front of your dressing table closed his eyes and looked up. You slowly put the mask on his face. You poured the remaining serum from the mask and rubbed it on Satoru's neck. “Done,” you said and smiled contentedly. Satoru opened his eyes and turned to the right side where the mirror was. He chuckled softly when he saw his face making you and Suguru laugh too.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀Currently, the three of you are in front of the mirror. Suguru with a face mask with a panda pattern, Satoru with a cat pattern and you with a rabbit pattern. You tied Satoru and Suguru's bangs up with black hair ties with cherries, just like you. “God, we look so cute,” you said, giggling again. Satoru took out his phone and opened the camera app.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“Love, look at here,” he said to you and Suguru. He raised his hand in front of him, just enough to reveal you, Suguru and him. “Say cheese,” he said, pursing his lips. Simultaneously you and Suguru followed what Satoru ordered. “I'm gonna send this to the group, Nanami must be jealous because he has no girlfriend,” said Satoru and laughed slyly while typing something on his cellphone. “Satoru, you should leave Nanami alone, poor guy,” said Suguru, smiling.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“Never,” Satoru said without taking his eyes off the phone. The purple-eyed man just shook his head and then looked at you. “I'm gonna prepare some snacks before we watch the movies, pick one for us, would you princess?” he asked softly while rubbing your head. You nodded and smiled at him. “Good,” and with that Suguru left the room leaving you and Satoru behind.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀Your gaze returned to Satoru as he let out a small chuckle. “What's so funny, babe?” you ask. He lifted his head from the phone briefly to look at you before looking back at the flat object in his hand. “It's always so funny to see our students' reactions, Yuji says we look cute and happy. Oh, just how I wish to have more students like Yuji. Those brats are always being mean to me,” he said, ending with an annoyed chuckle. Hearing this you scoffed which made the white-haired man raise his head and narrow his eyes at you. “It's because you always annoy them, honey,” you say.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀Satoru shook his head, “Nah, they're just sucks.”

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀You just shook your head slowly. “Come on, let's pick a movie before Suguru. I swear, he always picks the worst movies ever,” you said and pulled Satoru out of the room. At the same time, Suguru came out of the kitchen with a tray containing fruit and several small bowls containing melted chocolate with various flavours “Satoru, go bring the rest here,” he ordered.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“Yes, sir!”

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀Suguru prepared lots of snacks for the three of you. Candy, fruit, chocolate, chips and many more. He prepared more sweet foods considering how Satoru was so crazy about them. Everything was neatly arranged on a table in the tent around a sofa bed that Satoru had made with cloth and blankets, decorating it with fairy lights.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀You lay your body between Satoru and Suguru with your legs intertwined. Suguru had one hand behind his head and the other behind your neck, while Satoru had both hands behind his head. The three of you's eyes focused on the TV which was showing a film. You watch in silence while occasionally throwing in comments about what's happening in the movie—mostly it's Satoru.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“Do you know why she always gets her heart broken?” Satoru asked without taking his eyes off the TV. “Why?” You asked without looking at him and too focused on seeing what was in front of you. “Because her tits are small, that's why she gets her heart broken so easily, no air bag to support her emotions,” he said. Hearing that, you and Suguru laughed, making the man with six eyes frown.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀“That's the stupidest thing you've ever said Satoru,” said Suguru. For a moment he threw a grin at the man and looked back at the TV. You just laughed at Satoru who rolled his eyes and pouted. Focus back on the movie a second later. You spend your nights like that. Watch lots of movies, listen to Satoru's chatter, eat snacks and relax with your lover. Not thinking about tomorrow, too uncaring. You just enjoy the time you have now— with the two people you love so much. Feeling the warmth and tenderness from Suguru, and feeling the joy and laughter from Satoru. Your life is perfect, your lover is perfect. They enjoy every moment with you. Where they don't have to keep their title as the strongest and just be a 28 year old man. Separated from the world outside and busy with their world inside the house is full of you and your relationship.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀Everything's perfect with you.

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bookishdreamer28 · 6 months

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"Levi...LEVI!" you screamed as loud as you could. The rumbling had just ended. Eren was gone. When I saw Mikasa holding his head, I broke down in tears along with Armin. He was like my brother I never had. And I couldn't bear the thought of losing Levi too now.

"Lev- LEVI PLEASE ANSWER ME!" You yelled frantically, while looking around. The only sound, were the cries from the people who finally got the chance to hold their dear one in their arms again. And I needed this too.

When I finally caught a glimpse of the familiar raven hair, I started running. I saw him sitting there, looking lost. Sad. He wasn't really able to move. I could hear my name coming out from his lips. He was scraing for me too.

When he saw me, he made the move to get up but he couldn't. I reached his side and hugged him. Hugged him as tight as possible. He hugged me back, the same way. Fearing that we might disappear from each other's arms.

"Levi..." i whispered and felt tears running down my face. He grabbed the back of my neck and rested my head on the crook of his neck.

"Sshhh it's already darling. We're here together." He voice was shaking. He looked like he was going to cry so hard.

"I thought I lost you too. I was so scared when I didn't saw you anywhere." My hand went to his cheek and rubbed the skin there softly.

He wanted to say so much more but he felt like his throat was closing. But he didn't need to. I could see it in his eyes.

The words he wanted to say. Everything he had in his mind. He might never shown me with actions and words at thebeginning, what he truly felt. But I knew when I looked in his eyes. Cause his eyes were the mirror of his soul. And it was enough for me to know, what he truly felt.

Levi looked me in the eyes and smiled fondly.

"It's over." He said, as if trying to actually comprehend all this.

"And we're still here. Together. Like we promised all those times before." His hand played with my hair.

"Yeah. We're here now. We're ok." I whispered back, hugging his side.

"I don't know if you still want to stay with me though." I gave him a questioning look. He chuckled.

"Look at me. I don't know if I can offer you what you truly deserve. A life full of great and beautiful memories. I'm incapable of providing you what you need. And my heart breaks just at the thought of losing you, but if this is what it takes, so you can actually have a happy life then-" before he could finish, I pressed our lips together.

His arm circled my waist, pulling me closer.

Then I pulled away a little.

"What I need is you. I have always wanted you. Since the very beginning. I don't need luxury or big homes or anything fancy in order to be happy. Cause I'm happy with you. And that's more than enough I'm serious."

He was in a little shock and then he grabbed my hand and said "Then let's leave, my love. Together." He kissed my forehead. "Let's go stay in this dream house of yours you talked about nonstop." He teased me. I smiled remembering the days, where me and him laid on his bed, and I was talking about how I pictured our future, while the only thing he did was rolling his eyes, trying to act like he didn't care and all.

"Together." I said, hugging him tight.

After all these, it is hard to go back like nothing ever happened. But since we have each other, we're ready to star something new.

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Another Levi post cuz I love this man sm ( ╥ω╥ )

Thank you for reading 🖤

#attack on titan x reader #attack on titan season 4 #attack on titan imagines #attack on titan levi imagines #attack on titan #levi aot #levi ackerman x reader #levi ackerman imagine #levi ackerman #levi x reader #aot #aot season 4 #aot levi #aot imagines #shinjeki no kyojin

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nor-4 · 6 months

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My home

After mike got fired he feels that everything went down hill for him, his anxiety became worse that he starts thinking that everyone around him hates him like his parents do.

While abby is at the school mike pull up to your apartment as it was his only choice, he's holding back his tears waiting for you to answer the door.

Hearing you ask him what happened makes his vision blurry, all he can do is to hug you while you comfort him with "It's okay darling, I'm here."

Before asking him what happened you invited him inside telling him to sit on the couch and wait before you get him a glass of water.

"I'm scared, i really want to improve i really do. I'm scared that i can't, i might disappoint a person again and I'm scared this time it will be abby. I couldn't even get her the things she wanted and now the job I've been keeping up with just fired me." Mike said while panicking and crying because of his overthinking, you held his hands while wiping his tears with your free hands.

"Don't be scared darling.. Sshhh.." you whispered to him while holding him into a hug, "I know she's too young to even understand how you feel right now, but i know she will never get disappointed by her own brother." you encouraged him as you cup his face as he slowly relax.

"I know you're not perfect but you're the best brother and i know you wouldn't disappoint her would you?" You asked him as you send him a light smile thinking it might cheer him up, "I won't. I don't even want to." he whispered.

"that's the spirit. Now to cheer up the cry baby, why won't we watch a movie." You said while passing him the remote so he can finally choose a movie while you make popcorn.

As the time pass mike's mood finally lighten he's even cracking a joke about the character on the movie. Maybe the ice cream really works for him when he has this kind of episode.

"Thank you for today baby.. I'm really lucky to have you" he said while holding you to his arms before kissing the top of your head, "Always darling." you smiled at him as he admire your beauty.

"It's 10 minutes before abby got dismissed at school, do you want to go with me? I'm sure she's missing you." Mike said while grinning after coming up with an idea.

"Oh mike.. We just met earlier stop making excuses, and i know that grin. Yes i will sleep at home tonight" You said as mike whisper-yell a "yes" at the background.

#mike afton x reader #mike afton #mike schmidt x you #mike schmidt x reader #mike schmidt #fnaf movie #fnaf #five nights at freddy's #josh hutcherson x you #josh hutcherson x reader #josh hutcherson

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smok3r7 · 24 days

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They Always Come Back

Aaron Hotchner x f!reader

Explicit, 18+

Letting Him Go

Main Masterlist & Series Masterlist - My AO3

Summary: You and Aaron met in college, Criminology Major, funny enough. Throughout your five years at George Washington College, you and Hotchner had this on and off again relationship; it was all fun until you started to realize that you loved him. After graduation the two of you cut ties and left it as dumb college love, going your separate ways. After a decade you finally land your dream job, a seat at the BAU; however when you notice the name copied on the email, you can’t believe your eyes.

Chapter Summary: It’s your Senior year, you’re finally done after this and you couldn’t be more excited. This year is a little different than the others but some of the problems are the same, is there any coming back from it or is this the end of the road for Aaron and you?

Word count: 8k

Warning: angst, fluff, verbal fighting

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“Ethnocentrism,” Aaron states as he glances up from the small white flash card that rests in his stomach, covering the definition so you don’t cheat. Like he caught you doing earlier, on one of the easier words, obviously knowing the answer and wanting to play with him a little bit.

You and Hotch have been studying for Winter midterms for the past two hours in your dorm. Kelly’s out with Bella and it’s nice to have the place to yourself. He wanted you to quiz him first since he was focusing more on the Law side of his classes, which you were fine with - it gave you a chance to re-learn and review some things of your own.

Mainly because tests have never been your strong suit. You always second guess yourself and end up scoring lower, but still passing, than your overall grade.

It takes a second for your brain to process the word he just told you, but with the cogs turning, it finally clicks.

“The belief that a person's culture or group is superior to any others.” You gently swivel side to side in your rolling chair at the end of bed, away from Aaron. Your heads tilted up to the ceiling, and your hands rest while intertwined on your belly, you’ve found it’s the best way to focus, so you don’t get distracted by anything.

“Good shit baby,” he chimes, “Now let’s try this one- Syntax.”

Uuuhhhh, you groan. For some reason, your brain is blanking. You thought this would be easier because you’ve taken the time to memorize them and their definitions. Even though you party a significant amount, you also are on top of your school work, and you’ll be damned if you let this opportunity slip away from you.

“Gimme a hint please,” you sigh after a few more seconds of thinking, and start rubbing your eyes with your palms, trying to relieve the pressure that’s beginning to build. The irritation of not knowing the definition right away is messing with you, and you’re not sure if it’s just because you’re on the spot or you’re too stressed about failing.

“There are four types, or groups, of this.” His voice is smooth, flowing like a calm river.

You have to stop yourself from getting distracted by him, even though you’re not looking at him, the vibration that he has in his voice still takes your mind away from the task at hand. So you spin your chair around so your body is now facing the door.

“What are-“

“Sshhh!”

“Yes ma’am.” His smirk is plastered all over his face, you just know it.

Four groups, four groups, four groups, four-

“Specific words that come together and form sentences and, or phrases!” You spin around, quickly lowering your head to look at his reaction, and by the nod of his head with a smile - you can’t help but feel amazing.

“That’s it,” he remarks, “and that was the last one.”

“Damn, look at me!” You clap once, sincerely proud of yourself for getting there, “wait, really?” He laughs, yes dear, and takes the stack of white cards off of his belly and moves them to your bedside table. “That went by so fast,” you spring up from your chair and move to your mattress, crawling on top Aaron who’s laid back on your pile of pillows.

“Well, hello there,” he purrs, his arms open so you can place yourself where you want, moving up enough so that your chin rests in the middle of his chest, and the rest of your body lays on his torso and in between his open legs. Your arms come up to rest under your chin, so neither of you are uncomfortable, and his large arms wrap around your waist like a cocoon, squeezing tightly for a second before releasing a bit.

You can’t help but stare up at his face and your heart swells at the thought of him not being yours - he’s your one and only, and you’re his one and only. The face that’s normally serious and edged, is now soft and gentle, the lines are still there but softer than ever - he seems relaxed. You must be staring considerably longer than normal because you watch as his eyebrows start to furrow and curve, just a fraction than usual.

“What?” He questions, the corner of his lips curve just a bit and his cheeks start to have this pink hue to them.

“Didn’t say nothin’,” you murmur back, your right hand comes out from under your chin and you start to draw circles with your pointer finger on his chest. “Just like lookin’ at my boyfriend, is that a problem?”

“Not at all baby,” he calmly replies, next thing you feel is his right hand leave your waist and finds a new spot under your chin and makes you look at him. “As long as I get to look at you too.”

“I don’t mind.” You smirk and he follows your facial expression while simultaneously pulling your face towards his and kisses you. Which starts out slow and gentle, but then turns into a needy one; teeth clashing, tongues fighting for dominance, and hands scratching every inch of one another’s bodies.

His hands have found their way under your, his, shirt and firmly grip your skin, leaving bruises for you tomorrow.

However, you hear the door swing open behind you and Kelly and Bella talking to each other, loudly. “Jason is just all about-“

“Don’t y’all knock?” Both you and Aaron groan, letting both your heads fall in opposite directions - yours on his chest and his back onto the pillows under and behind him. Bella and Kelly must be hammered because they both start screaming with laughter and trying to say words in between each laugh.

“You two,” she squeals,”are just-” a snort interrupts her before she finishes, “perfect!” Kelly’s fallen to the floor, on her knees as she grips the door handle and Bella is leaning against the counter on the left side of the room, losing it.

Even though they just messed up whatever stress relieving, dick-sucking, pussy pounding fucking you two would’ve had - you can’t help but laugh at them. Not with, at. “Have a fun time guys?” You ask as you just shake your head at them, then turn around to Aaron, who is laying there with his hands behind his head and giggling at your two best friends.

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You’re walking back to your truck from the library, two large textbooks in your arms, a pearl colored purse hung on your right shoulder tucked under your arm, the crisp fall air flowing around you and causing warm colored leaves to swirl by. A small chill runs up your jean jacket and black tanktop and causes your shoulders to jolt and tense up, you pick up your pace to get out of the chilly weather.

You really miss the warm summer air that disappeared about a month ago in mid-October. It could start snowing any day now, so you’re trying to savor every moment before it does - you’re really shocked that it hasn’t already started considering it’s the first week in December, but you won’t complain.

The books are for two different lectures; ASL and Communication Studies, two of your four courses left until you graduate in the Spring. You figured the cheapest and smartest way for you to really grind on studying for midterms next week was to get these books, to loan them from the library, and just make sure you remember to return them before Winter break.

“Girl- hold up, you’re too fast,” Kelly yells behind you, her matte white kitten pumps clicking on the pavement as she runs to you.

You met Kelly this past September in your Communication Studies class after being forced to be in a group together for a project, but you both quickly learned that you two are like, one in the same. More than you and Bella, which you thought was virtually impossible, so when the three of you get together - let’s just say, things get rowdy.

Not long after meeting her and introducing her to Bella, you guys became a popular trio on campus, you guys are almost always together. Everyone on campus calls you guys the Three Musketeers because of how much time you guys spend together and the trouble you get into.

The group consists of; you, who everyone seemed to know and love. You were known around campus as “Keg girl” or “Knockout”, the names alone are extremely accurate and self explanatory - you love your cheap beer and love to knock out bitches, what can you say? You aren’t really proud of it, but it’s college, right? And at least you’re passing with flying colors and have been since you enrolled.

Next is Bella, who is no more than five-foot-two with curves, the whole hips and tits vibe, having gorgeous doe eyes, and strong facial features. Her hair is a soft chestnut brown that’s thin and down to the middle of her back, all while having this hilarious, bubbly personality. She’s the kind of friend who’s going to make you do karaoke and make a fool out of yourself - which you honestly adore her for because it brings you out of your shell even more.

Then there’s Kelly who’s older than you by four years but she’s nothing but a ray of sunshine and laughs, she’s always the life of the party but she can turn it off without any hesitation, which is why she fits in so well. She’s taller than Bella but thinner, five-seven on a good day as Kelly says, but she’s all legs and she knows it.

This girl's whole wardrobe is nothing but kitten heels, pencil skirts, fitting slacks, expensive blouses, button ups, and business dresses - she has ‘party’ clothes, but not that many. Her dark black hair has always been cut short in a bob that aligns up to her chin, her natural tanned skin has light freckles scattered all over her body but she has a small cluster on her nose and cheeks.

The three of you are absolutely perfect for each other.

So when you came back and was shown your large dorm room, you were terrified of what kind of roommate you were going to get because Bella was permanently living with Henry. When you found out that Kelly was your roommate, you were ecstatic, you really had lucked out.

Kelly also grew up raised only by her mother and has an incredible relationship with her, much like you and your mom. The only difference is she is learning to become a criminal defense attorney and you give her so much credit for that, because not many people want to have that job - shit you know you don’t, even with the insane pay rates.

But it’s nice that she’s betting for the other team because this gives you the chance to also learn with her, so you can learn how to have the upper hand in situations later on. For example, say you make it to the BAU, like you dream, and there’s an unsub who lawyers up immediately. Your knowledge is going to be valuable because with the help from Kelly, you’ll know what questions to ask or to stay away from and you will some-what have an idea what’s going on in the brain of the attorney.

“I told you, I wanted to get back to Aaron’s before it gets too late,” you shout back to her, realizing she caught up to you so you lower your voice so you don’t shout in her face. “Thought you said you were fast in heels Kel’s?” You laugh as you reach the driver side of your truck, Kelly going to the passenger.

“I am! You’re just a fast walker!” She smiles as she pulls the door open and climbs onto the cool leather seat, slamming her door shut. “Also you still have-'' she looks at the clock on the dash as you twist the key into your ignition, the rumble of your engine loud. “-At least another forty-five minutes before it’s ’too late’.”

While you listen to her higher pitched voice try to convince you she’s right, you turn your upper body so you can set your books in your backseat. You throw your white shoulder purse back there too, it bothers you too much when you drive if you wear it.

Turning back around to face the steering wheel, you realize what she just said. “Wait- did you say forty-five?” You glance at your clock that reads, “6:07PM” and you scoff, throwing your head back on your headrest. You thought it was closer to seven and had to hurry back. Since you and Aaron came from your moms, the two of you have a movie night on Thursdays - mainly because it was a day where you could let loose and not worry about school or work, it helped that it was also yours and his Friday.

“I told you,” Kelly sings as she slaps her small hand on your jean covered thigh, “So don’t worry about it, let’s go get a drink real quick. My treat!”

Your head perks up and turns to face her immediately at her offer, a smug smile slowly appears, “Danny’s?”

“Drive then baby!” She chimes, pulling her seatbelt over her shoulder and clicking it secure.

Before you take off, you too click your seatbelt on, then turn your radio on and once again, Doug and Carrie’s voices fill your truck. But before you get a chance to listen to what they’re talking about, the beat of the next song fades in and you can’t believe it - it’s your and Kelly’s song, My Lovin (You’re Never Gonna Get It) by En Vogue.

“Ouhh bop!” You both sing together, you turn the volume knob louder so the beat thumps from your front and back speakers, “No, you’re never gonna get it!” Kelly bounces her shoulders to the music and swipes the loose strands of her shiny black hair behind her ear to be with the rest of her short, bobbed hair.

You put your truck in drive and you pull out of the semi-busy parking lot and head towards the local College bar, Danny’s.

—

“Are you sure you don’t wanna-” she hiccups, “stay here with me?” Kelly drunkenly laughs as she sits in the booth across from you. You two have been at Danny’s for just over thirty minutes and somehow she’s successfully gotten drunk; that’s what happens when she takes five shots of Patron back-to-back, with no water in sight.

You’ve only had two over the span of the thirty minutes, you’re feeling it more as a body buzz rather than a fucked up kinda buzz - you felt comfortable and safe to drive the two blocks you had to get back to the dorms.

“Uh- yeah Kel’s,” you assure her but quickly turning the question back to her, “Are you sure you don’t wanna come back with me?” You know that she can handle herself but there’s always that level of concern of something happening because it can happen to anyone.

“Yeah- you just go hang out with Hotchy boy and I’ll-“

“Kelly!” A girl squeals on the other side of the bar, as you pick your head up to look and you see Maria weaving through the crowd of college students. Maria and Kelly grew up together, much like you and Bella but Maria doesn’t go to GWC, she got a job as the security guard for one of the museums in D.C and lives with her boyfriend, Greg.

“Maria!” Kelly cheers as she slides out of the booth and pulls Maria into her arms for a giggly hug. “What are you doin’ here baby?” She pulls away and stumbles back a bit until her ass bumps the table and she slides to her left, plopping herself down on the worn out leather seat.

“We’re out for Greg’s birthday, was gonna call you but I got too hung up on the surprise!” She laughs, then turns when she notices on the other side, “Oh my god I’m so rude, how are you girl?”

You grab your purse that’s laying on your thighs and slide out of the booth so you can properly greet and hug her, “I’m doin’ good, thank you! I was actually just on my way out to meet up with Aaron ‘n was tryna convince Kel’s to come back to our dorm.”

“No, I told you I’m fine-“

“Hangout with us! I can bring you back later tonight, no problem!” Maria suggests with a grin that fills her face, her natural coiled curls bounce with her movements. “I mean, I was supposed to invite you anyway!”

You watch as Kelly’s face lights up with excitement, she then spins to face you and you can tell that she wants to stay and have fun - you can’t blame her.

“Okay okay, just- be safe please!” You finally give in to her pleas, “Call me when you get back, Kel’s, I mean it. Don’t pull a ‘New Years’ on me.” You mimic a phone with your pinky and thumb, raising it to your ear making sure she remembers, or maybe Maria will then remember.

“Eeii, thank you baby! I’ll remember,” she hiccups, “to call, I promise!” She giggles and leaps into your arms for a hug, making you stumble a bit from her force. Alright alright, love you girl, you mumble into her shoulder before she lets go of you so you can say goodbye to Maria. “Keep an eye on her, she likes to wander,” you laugh as she nods her head and chuckles, “lt was nice to see you for a second, be safe ‘n tell Greg said happy birthday!”

“Oh trust me girl, I know! I sure will, drive safely and tell Aaron ‘hi’ from us.” She states as she hugs you tightly. You pull away and make your way towards the double glass doors that lead to the busy sidewalk. But before you push them open, you turn around a blow rapid kisses towards Maria and Kelly, they both mimic back.

—

After you dropped things off at your dorm and quickly changed out of your day clothes, into light gray leggings and one of Aaron’s hoodies. You start walking over to Aaron’s for your movie night. Tonight is “A League of Their Own”, you absolutely love this movie, as soon as it came out on VHS you bought it.

Aaron has still not seen it, he’s not opposed to it, you’ve always just watched movies that neither of you have seen - a couple repeats here and there, but not that often.

With the VHS in your purse that hangs over your shoulder, you walk up the last flight of stairs that lead to his dorm room. As you make your way past the door and down the lightly packed hallway, for some reason this eerie feeling clouds your head and you’re not sure why.

Maybe it’s the alcohol, you think to yourself. You’re not drunk by any means, but the tingly feeling lingers in your stomach and head. However, there’s something else that’s bothering you and you can’t put your finger on it.

Whatever that gut feeling is, it subconsciously tells you to wait before you open his door, you want to listen and see if anything is different. Putting your right ear up to the white door and your heart sinks - you’re able to hear his voice talking to someone.

“She’s gonna be here any minute, you gotta go cause she’s gonna kill you. If she sees you and I, here- dead.”

“I’m not scared of her and why are you? And like you said, we’re not doin’ anything, so what’s the problem?”

“Well- I’ve helped you with what I can-“

You can’t eavesdrop anymore, you know it’s her. You can’t miss the trashy tone that she has. This bitch really doesn’t care about her life, huh?

You swing the door open and you’re steaming with rage, not caring what vial words fly out of your mouth.

“Tiffa- Are you fuckin’ series right now?” Your heart rate increases, practically jumping out of your chest, your blood boils, and your vision has tunneled on them as you stand in Aaron’s doorway.

Your brain completely forgets about the movie date you two have. You just busted in on Aaron and Tiffany sitting on his bed, much like how you two did that one night - when he apologized for the incident with Tiffany.

Too focused on their close proximity, you don’t even register that there are different Law books, notebooks, and flashcards that surround their criss-crossed legs. Clearly studying, but that’s the last thing you think about because you know she has an underlying reason to be here.

She wants to get under your skin and she’s just asking for trouble, it’s all she wants. You’re mainly blown away by how comfortable she is here in his dorm, alone with him after the night at Jackson’s party; after knocking her out cold and telling her to stay away.

Did she not get the fuckin’ memo?

Your mind goes straight to the worst, he’s actually done it, he’s cheated on me. Tears threaten to burst from your eyes, your throat tightens, and your stomach sinks past the hardwood floor. You’re trying to keep your composure mainly in front of Tiffany, who is staring at you as she stays next to him with slanted eyes and a smug smile, checkmate bitch, written all over her freckled face.

Not backing down to her, you stare back at her because you don’t want her to know that she got to you and won, because that is not what happened here. Even though it sure seems like it, you refuse to give her that satisfaction. She is the very last person, if ever, to get to know that just because you know that you are a better person than her - as a friend and as a partner.

She would use this opportunity to her advantage whenever she could, but you’re not going to give her the chance.

While your hands balled into fists at your sides, biting your bottom lip sharply, enough for the taste of copper to seep into your mouth, and you can just feel the heat radiating off of your face from the embarrassment and rage. You’re trying your damn best to not lose your shit and charge her, because you’re pretty sure you’d end up putting her in the hospital - if not worse.

You know that you can’t do that to yourself, you’ve done nothing but try your hardest to get to where you are right now, and you’re not going to risk that over some fraternity whore. You also know that you’re more deserving of someone to be real with you and for someone who truly loves you to take care of you and be there for you.

And it finally clicks that Aaron just isn’t giving you that. He did for a while, but since Thanksgiving last week, something changed.

His attention hasn’t been the same, he’s constantly out with the guys, more than usual, and he’s been making excuses to not hang out. Then when you two get a chance to yourselves, he’s very reserved, quieter than usual, and not as touchy like he normally is. The sex was still great, but the connection just didn’t seem to be there.

At first you weren’t sure what to think, he wasn’t giving you anything to go on, but now that you walked in on this - it all makes sense, the puzzle has finally come together. Or at least, from your perspective it seems like that’s the only outcome from what’s currently in front of you.

“No- it’s not what-“ panic. It’s the one emotion you can read from his face and hear from his voice.

“Just- Fuck you Aaron, we’re done.” The lump in your throat causes your voice to break at the last inflection of your words, how could he do this to me, again?

You slam his dorm room door shut and bolt down the hallway that leads to the stairs, aggressively pushing the metal door to escape. Your vision is blurred from the tears that finally fall from your eyes as you do your best to jog down the four flights of the spiral-like staircase, causing you to stumble a tiny bit on the first landing as you round the corner.

Why am I so stupid? How did I not see this coming? Of course he’s still fuckin’ with her, stupid of me to not think that. Well, good job Aaron cause you just lost me for good.

“Wait-“ the echo of Aaron’s pleading voice calling out your name and the popping of his shoes down the cement stairs pierces your ears as you reach the metal door that leads to the outside. Leave me alone. Just one more step and you can really be gone for good, leaving him alone with her - but a sliver of you doesn’t want that.

Maybe it’s selfish of you, but you want him all to yourself, but you’ll never admit that, there’s just no way that you can. Because when he does things like this, you look so stupid in front of his and your own friends and you’ll be embarrassed if that will continue.

He calls out your name again as you stand there, hands on the metal bar ready to shove the heavy door open. You take a deep breath in and out, blocking out the sound of him as you get ready to exit the stairs.

As you swing the door open, you're met with the most intense thunderstorm you’ve seen here in D.C these last few years. Oh- so it can rain but not snow, fantastic, you think as you take a quick overview of the path you need to take to get back to your dorm - preferably not soaked from the rain. But no matter which way you think about taking, you’re going to have to get drenched, fuck it.

Without hesitation, you run into the storm. Your black and white forces instantly drowning in the deep brown puddles that’ve formed on the sidewalk in a matter of a couple minutes. At the same time, the cold water splashes the bottom half of your leggings, staining them with mud as you sprint in the direction of your dorm. Of course it has to be on the other side of campus, a good five minute walk, at least.

You’re so caught up in running away from the man who can’t stop his repeated behaviors, that you don’t hear the voice that you love so much call out to you.

“Can you just- Stop?”

Finally, your brain acknowledges his presence, but your body still hasn’t. Your thoughts and the rain cause you to continue running away from him, from jealousy, and from heartbreak; but you don’t get far. You feel this large hand forcefully grab your left bicep, whipping you around to face Aaron.

Your hair is drenched as it lays behind your shoulders, raindrops sting your face from above and below as the water bounces off of his and your skin. Your insides are still boiling as you rip your arm from his grip, crossing your arms against your chest - a sign that you want to close off from the world, go into hiding so you don’t have to face this.

Neither of you say anything, just heavy breathing and unknowing glares to one another as the sharp rain continues to pour on and around you. Thunder booms loudly from above, quickly followed by a crack of lightning that briefly illuminates the darkly clouded sky. Usually thunderstorms calm you down from any stress from that day, but now it terrifies you, enough to make your shoulders jump just an inch as the rumble shakes the ground below you.

The embarrassment and frustration of putting so much time and work into a man who helped you find the true meaning of love, and for him to just keep shitting on you again and again - has taken over.

Your brain and heart feel like they got played, suckered even, because you’re naturally a giver in the relationship. Hotch is too but not even close compared to you, and he kept taking and taking and taking everything you would give, almost greedy for more sometimes.

Only giving about half of the same energy to you, sometimes more, but now that you look back - it’s just so you would stay with him, or at least that’s how you perceive it. But a little part of your head knows that he doesn’t know really, any better because of how he grew up - not saying it’s an excuse, however it puts his actions under a different light.

But yet again; that’s a very small part of you.

The majority of the other part is, you can’t believe you let him stomp over you like this, multiple times, over the course of five long years. But that’s the other thing, those five years were incredible. You and Aaron had the best chemistry and relationship together, for a long time, even on the bad days. Last Summer was huge for the two of you, it brought you closer together and made the connection so much stronger - so you’re not really sure where it all went wrong, so quickly.

You’re trying to gather your thoughts and you’re just getting soaked, not a care in the world about it. You print the image of the drenched, distressed looking man now a couple feet away from you, in the front of your brain.

The now maintained strands of black hair stick to his forehead and sides of his face, within the last couple months he started to keep his hair shorter. Since his beard is gone, you catch the way his jaw clenched as he catches his breath from chasing you. His eyebrows have the signature curved line to them to show his sincerity about what just happened, mainly to do with you. The rain has caused his baby blue button up to shift into a darker blue and clings to his skin, exposing his toned shoulders that you just want to bite into.

No, I'm mad at him ‘n I need to hold my own. I’m not gonna fold this time. I gotta say it.

“Why? Just so you ca- can lasso me in again?” You shout with confidence, but there’s also an inflection of heartbreak. “Like you always do. It’s the same thing again ‘n again, ‘n I don’t know why I keep fallin’ back into it. But, I do ‘n maybe that’s my fault but I can’t keep doin’ this Hotch. We’re almost done with school ‘n look at us,” you scream, throwing your hands out to your side, a cold gust of wind hitting your chest.

“We’re in the same fuckin’ place Hotch! It’s been five years ‘n for some reason, you just can’t seem t-to get it through your thick fuckin’ skull.” You’re screaming, but the thunder and lightning muffle your voice from the world so it’s only Aaron and you. “‘N'm not sayin’ I’m perfect, but at least I try to change. Unlike you ‘n your ignorant ass.” You scoff, shaking your head but never letting your eyes wander away from his glossy ones, watching as a tear escapes down his cheek.

Unbelievable.

“Tears, really? Are you really gonna fuckin’ cry now? When you’re the one who keeps fuckin’ up!” You almost laugh from the disbelief. “Why do you keep doin’ these things to me? Huh?” Your tone shifts to an aggressive one and your palms quickly go to his chest and you push hard, causing him to stumble back a bit. “Being so sweet ‘n tender with me, makin’ me feel worth something. ‘N then for you to just- have her in your room…alone?! It makes no sense to me- explain it to me why- please!”

Your voice shifts from sad, to angry, to confused, and any other emotion you could imagine. You just want to know why this keeps happening, and what he’s not learning to change - that’s really all you want at this time.

“Why?!”

At this point, the floodgates have opened, your salty tears and the stinging rain on your cheeks have become one liquid, but you’re also at your boiling point, ears are hot to the touch and steaming. You continue to shove him over and over as you shout at him, he never once fights back.

“I gave you everything. Brought you home to my-my Mom,” you gasp trying to catch your breath, the cold air rushes down your lungs, causing it to burn. Your shoves have now turned to punches, hard and direct on his chest from the bottom of your fist - he accepts everyone of them without protest.

“Showed you my hometown, talked ‘bout my family that I barely even know, ‘n showed you the most revealing parts of myself. ‘N you keep going back to her, her? What do you see in her that I don’t have? Why her and not me, why?”

By now Aaron’s back has hit the brick wall that leads to the stairs that you just ran out of, and thankfully has an awning to cover the cold rain, and he’s still allowing you to push him into it. He’s silent, not giving you any answers or even any clues about what he’s thinking - which you’re not sure if you do or don’t want to know.

However, no matter what he does at this moment, you’re going to be upset about it, and you have every right to be. You take a second to glance up from his chest, where the bottom of your fists rest against his dripping wet shirt.

You can’t read him.

His brows aren’t furrowed, so his age lines aren’t deep and prominent like usual, you can barely see the color in his eyes. All you can gather from his tears and features is, he’s upset, but you’re not sure about what. Either it’s about you ending things, or it’s about getting caught with Tiffany.

This has never happened before. The disbelief and anger that linger around yourself and him takes over your sadness really fast. It’s not another minute before your fists start beating him once again, harder than before.

“You’re an asshole Hotch ‘n I hate you. I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate-“

Before you realize it, Aaron’s arms wrap around your jumping shoulders while you scream and sob into his damp shirt. Your punches have slowly turned into weak jabs, now that your body is being held against his as he holds you. Sshhh, baby sshhh, vibrates the top of your head and chest as he starts to rock side to side on his feet, trying to calm you down so you don’t have a complete panic attack.

“I hate that I still love you…Aaron.” You weakly sob, finally giving up on your punches and efforts to get away from him. You’ve used pretty much all the energy your body has to offer, so you slowly sink into him, giving in - like you always do.

No words are said, only the sounds of your sobs, the thunder, and the rain hitting the metal awning above, creating this loud noise that echoes. Your sobs are incoherent and loud, even with the muffle from his body.

You can’t help but feel absolutely pathetic. The fact that you’re letting a man control you and break you down to this point, that you’re bawling in his chest and yet, you still can’t change the fact that you do love him - it’s sickening.

It seems like no matter what he does, bad or good, you fall deeper and deeper for him.

Like when you guys came back from your moms five months ago and you both went to take care of your travel bags in your separate new, last, dorm rooms for the year. Aaron came over to your place for the night since Jeff, his roommate, was a prick and he didn’t want to deal with him. But you two finally had the opportunity to debrief everything from over the summer, and the way that he had nothing but respectful and considerate words about it all - had you head over heels for him.

But you fear that Hotch is gone, or at least it seems like it. That is, until he finally starts to let the words flow from his lips.

“I am so sorry,” he mumbles into your hair, you can hear the lump in his throat, “Nothin’ happened, baby.”

You don’t answer him, physically you can’t, your mouth and brain aren’t working together anymore. But in your head you’re screaming to him that you know that, he never would cheat on you. Ever. There’s just no way, it’s not in his character - but with all the overwhelming circumstantial evidence, it’s hard to think otherwise.

All you do is silently weep into his chest and let him cradle you in his arms side to side as he repeats over a dozen times, I’m so sorry, nothin’ happened, I love you.

—

“Oh my god, we’re finally here baby!” Bella squeals as she latches onto your right bicep and pulls you closer to her as you, Kelly, and Bella walk to the football field for your guys big day. Graduation.

“I’m gonna miss you guys so much, we gotta stay in touch okay?!” Kelly takes over, she’s to your left as she adjusts her navy blue cap and white tassel that hangs to the side of her face. The bright sun beaming down creates this beautiful aura that can only be described as sensational, the day you’ve worked so hard for is finally here.

“Well duh, what did you think? I was just gonna forget about my Kel’s?” You joke around and the three of you laugh.

And even though this is one of the happiest days of your life and you’re extremely proud of yourself - your heart aches and half of your smiles and laughs are forced so the girls don’t question you. Because today is not the day for a pity party, you guys are graduating after five years with your bachelors in Law and Criminal Justice - which is huge.

But your brain can’t help but think of Aaron. The two of you haven’t spoken much other than a hi and a small wave over the course of the last four months. No smiles, no hugs, no laughs, just a low acknowledgement of one another’s existence.

You wish that night never happened - it messed with your head completely, you lost all sense of happiness, even when you’re with the girls. They’re the only people to ever raise your spirits to the highest after something bad happens, and yet they couldn’t do it and they knew that, but they never stopped trying.

“You guys still haven’t talked huh?” Kelly asks, you must’ve zoned out for the whole duration of the walk to the football field. Before you answer her, the stadium roars of loud cheers, cowbells, and air horns from the families. After it quiets down a bit and you guys walk towards the crowd of students on the other end of the stadium, but on the outside, you tell them the truth.

“Nope. I haven’t even like- heard anythin’.” You sigh, “But I guess I started that, so I can't even be mad. I’m the one who said we should take a break, but I didn’t realize he wouldn’t even try.”

By now you three have reached the couple thousand students who are somewhat organized by last names like everyone practiced yesterday with Dean Martin and Holly. Thankfully you guys have last names starting with the same letter so you’ll be by each other in your seats and not have to be separated.

“Well if it makes you feel any better, I haven’t seen him with or even around Tiffany since then.” Bella tries to cheer you up, which kinda does. You give a small smile, but it quickly fades as Bella hugs you, in which you return it. However, the heat is starting to get to you, so you detach your arms from her body and look at your surroundings to see if any spot has even just a bit of shade. The material of the gown and the cap are not breathable in the slightest, you can feel yourself starting to sweat and you guys haven’t even gotten onto the field.

“Holy fuck, it’s hot! How long until this is done?” Kelly groans, “My makeup is literally melting off my face.” She looks into her small compact mirror that she keeps in her small handbag, and pats her face.

As you lean against the metal railing, a small section is being shaded by a large maple tree behind it, that leads to the stairs that go into the field, you start fanning your face with your right hand. “We’ve only just begun Kel’s, hate to be the one to say it but, I told you-“

“Three o’clock babe. He’s coming this way, want me to tell him to fuck off?” Kelly stops your banter, causing your head to twist to your left and your body tensed at the sight of Aaron in his navy gown and cap.

With no hesitation in your voice you tell her, no I’ll be right back, and without saying anything else you start to place one foot in front of the other to meet him. Your white pumps create fast clicks as you get closer and closer to the beautiful man who once used to be yours, and you know what you have to do.

Aaron looks nervous and terrified at the same time, but he also seems relaxed at the fact that you’re walking to him and not away. You can hear the tiny clicks of his black dress shoes hitting the pavements almost syncing with yours, then they stop when you jump into his arms and latch your arms around his neck and he hugs your torso.

A bunch of students start whistling and cheering as they watch, you can pick out the girls and Aaron’s people instantly.

Your cap bumps into his and ends up knocking his to the ground next to his left foot, hi baby, Aaron mumbles into your neck. You can’t help but giggle at the vibration his voice causes on your warm skin, hi Aaron, you whisper back. He lowers you until you feel your pumps hit the ground, but his hands haven’t left your body.

He looks down at your eyes intently, then to your lips and back up to check your answer, but before you give him one, you grab his face with both hands and plant a kiss that shows him how much you missed him. Your thumbs gently swipe up and down his freshly shaved skin as you pull away from his lips, both you and him have smiles that can’t be erased. Your mood has instantly transformed into a positive one, but your heart knows that you can’t keep this going.

“Can we talk really quick?” you ask him, “Away from everyone here. Just you ‘n me?” Aaron is fast to agree as he picks up his cap and he grabs your hand and leads you away from the crowd of people and towards the shed that holds all the football equipment.

How am I gonna say this? Can I do it? What if he doesn’t take it well? Why did it come down to this?

As you guys reach the white building and bend the corner so you're shielded by any onlookers, you put your back to the wall and Aaron is opposite of you. Your heart is in your throat pounding and trying to claw out and jump into Aaron’s, but your mind shoves it back down into your chest.

“Lemme’ start off by sayin’ I’m so so sorry for how these past four months played out.” You crack your fingers on both hands, a sign that you’re uncomfortable, and Aaron knows it. “I really wanted to reach out but I couldn’t find the right words. ‘N I’m pretty sure I still don’t, but I’m gonna try. What happened between us that night should never have occurred ‘n I know you ‘n her were never anythin’, but I just- I don’t know, I guess let it go.``

You look up at him and his brows are softly pressed together, like he’s listening to every word you say and he’s analyzing it to fully comprehend. You like that, it’s one of the things you learned to appreciate with him because when he does this, it means he’s willing to try. Why couldn’t you be like this all the time?

You reach out to grab his hands in each of yours as you stare up into his brown eyes that shimmer from the bright sun above you.

“I want you to know that I don’t regret any of the fun we had, or even the bad times. Cause it gave me room to grow ‘n find what I can do or need, so thank you. Please, don’t hold any grudges against yourself for this - it’s just how the dice rolled baby.” You pull his hands up to your lips so you can lay several kisses to his thick fingers before you continue. You’re trying to keep your composure in front of him and you can tell he’s doing the same, but he’s close to breaking.

“But just know this. You, Aaron Hotchner will always be my first love, my first heartbreak, but most importantly you’ll always have a place in my heart. I love you with my whole heart ‘n I know you will do incredible things in your life, I want you to go live them out. ‘Kay?”

Aaron doesn’t say anything, all he does is sniffle, take his right hand out of yours then goes into his slacks pocket and pulls it out. “I want you to have this. You can get rid of it if you want to later, but I want you to take it.” You put your right palm out and he sets this thin gold chain with a golden heart charm on it, you open it and it’s a pg picture of you and him the night of the carnival in your hometown.

When did- You question but he doesn’t let you ask before he pulls you into a hug that you can sense is your last.

“I’ll always love you.” He cries into your shoulder. The two of you silently cry together until it’s time for you both to go your own ways.

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missvelvetsstuff · 8 months

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The Wrong One

Bucky Barnes x Reader, Steve Rogers x Reader

Summary: Reader meets Steve while he is on the run and stands by him through everything. Until he sees Peggy Carter again.

10. The Aftermath

Warnings: swearing, angst, difficult childbirth

Starting the next morning there was a barrage of romantic gifts showing up on her doorstep multiple times a day. Flowers, jewelry, candy, books by her favorite authors, knick knacks that Steve thought she would like. Constant texts checking up on her, phone calls where he sang love songs to her voicemail.

Y/N was already exhausted from her pregnancy and Steve's attentions, even though they weren't in person, just made it worse.

On top of that, the incident at the gala was all over the internet and gossip news sites and shows. Everyone was talking about Captain America's sudden reappearance and the confrontation with his very pregnant ex girlfriend and best friend.

Y/N woke up to hundreds of tags and notifications of articles, pictures and social media posts speculating on the meaning of last night's events.

Pictures of Bucky leaving her house as the sun was coming up. Putting a large bouquet of roses and a teddy bear with a Captain America shield in the house and stoically moving through the paps without saying a word. Even some pics of him jogging away.

When she tried to go for her morning walk, she opened the front door to find a mess of reporters still on her front stoop, keeping her from leaving. She could hear the sounds of cameras and was blinded by the many flashes.

Too many voices throwing questions out at her:

'Can you tell us what happened at the gala? Why did Captain America call you a whore?' 'When is your baby due?'

'Is that Steve Rogers child? If not who's the father?' 'Did you cheat on him?'

'Are you involved with The Winter Soldier?'

'Why is Bucky Barnes staying with you? Did he get into more trouble after the Flag Smashers?'

'Weren't you one of those pardoned after the snap? Do you think you deserved it?'

She felt overwhelmed and blurted out a distressed "No comment" and quickly went back into the house.

Y/N slammed and locked the front door then leaned against it and sank down to the floor, tears running down her face. She sat for a bit until she felt the baby start kicking up a storm. The movement reminded her of what was at stake. She laughed a little through the sobs and rubbed her belly.

"We're gonna be ok, little one. I don't know how we'll get there but I'll always be there for you."

Once she had calmed herself down, Y/N struggled to pick herself up from the floor, her large belly making the act impossible. She had to crawl across the floor until she reached a chair that she could use to support herself on her way up. As she was struggling to get up Bucky returned from his run.

He hurried over to her "Doll, are you alright? Why are you on the floor?"

He helped her stand up and pulled her into a hug when he saw that she had been crying. "What happened?"

Tears started forming before she could try to stop them "I was, I just I tried to go for a walk and th-th-they were all there, yelling and flashing and I couldn't-" she flinched and started panting, grabbing her belly.

She tried to curl up "Fuck!" She grabbed his arm "Bucky, it hurts" she whined.

Bucky's eyes grew wide and his heart sped up "Nonono, sshhh, you're ok doll. It's ok. Ivegotchu." He settled her on the couch and called Sam for a ride. While they waited for Sam he helped calm her down, breathing through the contractions.

She looked at him with tears in her eyes "Bucky, I'm not ready for this. Her room isn't done and I need more onesies. And, and I'm not ready to be a mom on my own."

He pulled her close and rubbed her back "I told you. I've got you. You aren't alone. If she's born tonight I'll get her room finished before you're ready to come home." He kissed the top of her head "You're gonna be a great mom. I just know it."

She nodded and calmed down enough to breathe through the contractions until Sam took them to the Tower. He waited in his office for them in case they needed a lift home.

Helen Cho was waiting and had Y/N hooked up to an assortment of monitors. As she relaxed Bucky held her hand and told Helen what had happened.

Helen shook her head "The press has been going crazy since Captain Rogers showed up at that party. They've been camped out in front but can't get into the parking garage. You might want to see about staying here in the Tower."

Y/N shook her head. "I just want to go home."

Helen pursed her lips "Well, let's keep an eye on you for the night and discuss what's next tomorrow. Remember we discussed the possibility of delivering early, especially considering how fast she has been growing. Try to get some sleep. Sargeant Barnes, you can stay in your quarters here tonight, she'll be carefully monitored."

Bucky shook his head "Not a chance, doc. I'm staying right here."

Helen shook her head "It's your back Sargeant. I'll see you in the morning"

Y/N looked over at Bucky with fear in her eyes but she tried to be brave "You don't have to stay in here all night, those chairs can't be comfortable. I'll be fine."

Bucky looked at her lovingly "Don't be silly doll. I'm not going anywhere."

She relaxed noticeably when he said that and whispered "Thank you Bucky."

He squeezed her hand "Anytime sweetheart."

She felt the butterflies but her heart clenched when she reminded herself he wasn't hers and eventually he would get tired of helping Steve's ex raise a kid that wasn't his. Even though he said he was fine with it she knew that couldn't last.

She tried to relax and get some sleep but it was a long time coming. When she finally did find sleep there were strange disjointed dreams with Steve and Bucky that she could barely remember in the morning, except for the feeling of unease they left her with.

Bucky woke early as he always did. He sat up and stretched without letting go of her hand. He sat and stared at her sleeping, in awe of her beauty. He couldn't wrap his head around Steve's actions. How could he leave this woman, she was so perfect. One of the few that didn't treat him like a monster.

As he watched he saw her stomach move and bulge he smiled, gently pushing on the spot that moved. He pushed softly and laughed a little when the baby pushed back. He spoke softly "My baby girl is an early riser like Uncle Bucky, huh?"

Y/N groaned, feeling the baby pushing on her bladder, and stretched. She felt Bucky rubbing her belly and opened her eyes. "Hey Buck, you sleep alright?" and yawned.

Bucky smiled "I'm fine, you're the one I'm worried about. How are you feeling?"

"M'alright. Contractions seem to have stopped." She looked at her belly and whispered "I really need to pee."

He chuckled "You need help getting to the bathroom?"

She shrugged "Probably." sat up and turned to the side, her feet barely touching the floor.

Bucky put his arm out for her and helped her to the bathroom.

Once she was settled back into bed he brought her some water.

They sat quietly for a little while before one of the nurses brought some breakfast. Helen showed up while she was eating.

Helen smiled as she entered the room "Good morning. How are you feeling today, Y/N?"

Y/N nodded "Much better. The contractions stopped."

Helen looked at the read outs "Your blood pressure is back down to normal, heart rate is normal and baby seems like she's good." She made some notes before sitting at the edge of the bed and looking back to Y/N.

"Everything looks fine now and you can be released. You have a couple of options. You don't need constant medical attention but the extra stress from a baby affected by the serum and Rogers erratic behavior are increasing your risks. I would recommend you stay in the tower. The sergeant has a room or there are some empty quarters we can set you up in.

You can go home but I really would feel more comfortable if you stayed close."

Y/N shook her head "I won't be able to relax in a strange room. I just want to go home. I can have Friday monitor me and contact you if there are any concerns."

She looked at Bucky pleadingly and he scratched his head "I don't know sweetheart, maybe staying here would be safer...." he trailed off, wanting her safe but not wanting to upset her any more.

He looked at Helen "I'll keep a close eye on her."

Helen shook her head "She needs to be on bed rest, no strenuous activity! And if the contractions start up again I want you to call me right away."

Bucky and Y/N promised to follow her instructions and Y/N dressed to go home.

When they arrived back at her home the press were mostly gone but the pile of gifts from Steve had grown. While Bucky helped Y/N inside, Sam cleared off the stoop, tossing Steve's gifts into a bag and shoving that bag into the coat closet for Y/N to deal with when she was up for it.

A few days passed quietly before they heard a loud knock at the front door while they ate breakfast.

Y/N, jumped at the sound and looked towards the front door with dread, who could it be this time?

Bucky went to answer the door, squeezing her shoulder, on his way to the entry, reassuring her that he's got it.

They knocked again, Bucky sighed as he reached the door. He tried to look through the peep hole but it was blocked, which made him consider leaving them out there. He decided it could be important so opened the door and was almost knocked down by Steve as he rushed in.

"What the fuck are you doing here, Rogers?" Bucky spat out.

"I'm here to check on my girls. Where is she?" He hurried to the living room where Y/N was struggling to stand up.

Her face turned to stone when she saw him. "Why are you here, Steve?"

Steve glared at Bucky "I'm here to check up on my best girls. Tell your boyfriend to back off."

Y/N scoffed "Your best girl died before the Blip. The only one here was just a sorry substitute. You're not welcome here."

Steve walked up to her and reached out for her hand, scowling when she pulled back. "Look, Y/N, I know I messed up but I'm here now and I want my family back."

She rolled her eyes "You have a really bad memory problem. You've already had your second chance and we are over. I won't be the one you settle for because I'm having your kid."

Steve tried to interrupt "I'm not settling honey, I made a mistake. Peggy was my dream, you're the reality."

She shook her head "So I'm the crappy wish version? I want to be with someone who wants me, who chooses me first not like some consolation prize." She was breathing heavily and feeling lightheaded.

Bucky moved quickly to her side to support her, murmuring supportive words into her hair. "Are you alright, love? You look a little pale."

He helped her sit back down and gave Steve a dirty look. "She is high risk because of the serum and doesn't need you coming in here stressing her out. We've already had one scare so you should just go. We'll let you know when she's born."

Steve shook his head "I won't let you push me aside when it's my fiance and my child you're trying to take away from me. You're talking like you're a couple, like it's your kid."

Y/N had it. "Enough! I am not your fucking fiance, Steve! All I am is your baby mama and that's all I will ever be to you. How many times do I have to say this?

Bucky isn't the one who deserted me without a warning. He has been here, by my side ever since he found out." She rubbed her temple "you're giving me a migraine, I'm on bed rest. Please leave you are stress-" her hand moved to her belly "owww, oh no. Bucky" she cried, panicking.

Bucky wrapped his arm around her shoulder, rubbing gently "Try to relax doll, you're ok and I- what the fuck was that" the bottom of his pants suddenly felt wet.

She started hyperventilating "I think it's my water. My water broke." She looked at him scared.

Bucky rubbed her back "Don't worry sweetheart. I'm gonna take care of you, ok. Let's get you dressed and get your go bag. Ok?"

Y/N nodded nervously and went to her bedroom to take a fast shower and get dressed. She put her hair away from her face then threw on a pair of sweats, one of Bucky's t-shirts and a pair of slippers.

She returned to the living room carrying an overnight bag and noticed Steve was still there, looking concerned.

She pointed at him "Why are you still here, I told you to leave."

Steve shook his head "No. It sounds like you're about to have my baby so I'm coming with you."

She scoffed "Like you care. You can sit in the waiting area because I don't want you anywhere near me." Her face pinched and she growled "Fuuuck!" looking around to see Bucky on the phone.

He finished up quickly and went to take Y/N's bag and offer his arm in support, looking at her concerned "You ok honey? Remember to breathe. I spoke to Helen, we're meeting her at the Tower. I also sent a message to Pepper, she will check up on you after we get you settled."

Y/N nodded quickly and tried to remember her breathing while keeping a bruising grip on Bucky's arm. He flinched lightly and started walking towards the garage, leading her slowly.

Bucky realized Steve was still there and shouted back at him "We're going to the Tower, don't much care what you do."

Steve nodded curtly "I'll meet you there."

By the time they arrived at the Tower Y/N was crying, sweating profusely, trying to breathe between sobs "Bucky, this is too much, I can't"

He picked her up bridal style and headed up to the medbay "I know it hurts doll but you can, I know you can. Helen will help and you'll have our beautiful girl in your arms before you know it." He grimaced as she tensed during each contraction but didn't notice the blood until he set her down on the bed Helen Cho pointed towards it.

Bucky looked to Helen with wide eyes, scared for the first time in years.

Y/N felt like she was being ripped apart as the contractions increased until she barely had a chance to catch her breath in between. She had a death grip on Bucky's hand and cried in pain as Helen did an exam to see how far along she was, brow furrowed at the blood.

Helen spoke softly as she removed her gloves, calling for an anesthesiologist and faced Bucky. "I'm going to give her a spinal for the pain, her blood pressure is pretty high as well. I'm going to do an ultrasound to see where baby is because she was head up last time." She spoke softly to Y/N explaining what was happening next and assured her that the baby was not in any distress.

As Helen performed the ultrasound her face showed her concern. She kept her voice calm so as not to stress Y/N any more than necessary. "So, she's still head up so we're going to have to do a c-section. The umbilical cord is wrapped around her neck as well. She still not showing any signs of distress and I want to get her out before she does. Sargent Barnes, you need to scrub and get a surgical gown and we'll meet you in the OR."

Bucky nodded and tried to keep the fear off of his face when he spoke to Y/N "I'm gonna go get cleaned up and meet you in surgery, ok sweetheart? They're gonna hook you up with some pain meds so you'll feel better soon and we'll get your baby girl." He kissed her forehead and walked away.

After she was given the pain meds Y/N calmed down a little before she was prepped for surgery until the baby monitor started beeping. She looked at nurse "Whats that? Is something wrong? Is she ok?"

Bucky came in wearing a surgical gown/cap/shoe covers and took her hand to calm her down as Helen quickly went to work.

30 minutes later Y/N's newborn girl was placed on her chest. Bucky took a couple of pictures and teased her about her slightly stoned looking smile.

After baby girl was cleaned and weighed, and mom was all stitched up they were taken to a small room where they worked on nursing until baby latched on. Bucky was right there making sure she was comfortable, warm enough, had enough support, gave her drinks and couldn't have been more proud if he had delivered a baby himself.

Steve was in the waiting room and looked anxiously at Helen when she told him that baby and mom were in the first room if he wanted to see them. He almost ran there but stopped at the doorway. The scene in front of him broke his heart.

Y/N looking beautiful but very tired holding his daughter as she nursed while Bucky was sitting on the bed next to her, metal arm around her shoulders, talking sweetly to the baby as she gripped his finger, a look of love and awe on his face. They made a beautiful little family.

Steve couldn't stand it and left without saying a single word.

Chapter 11

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melanieph321 · 4 months

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Ruben Dias x Reader - City Girls Part 5/8

The plot is twisting is all I can say about this chaotic chapter. 😮‍💨

Reader plays for the Man City girls academy. She struggles a bit but gets Ruben to mentor her. The the two don't hit off despite having many things in common. It all gets worse when Reader eventually catches feelings for Ruben.

Enjoy!

"You did what, with who?"

"Sshhh! Can you be any louder?"

You peered down the long line of girls before passing Ester the ball. She passed it on to the next person since coach had the team playing tiki taka for today's morning session.

"But Y/N, isn't Ruben...?"

"It doesn't matter what he is." You whispered. "He freak out on me right after and told me to leave his apartment."

"Well, can you blame him? This could end his career."

"Don't be so dramatic. Yes I'm in the academy but I'm not a minor."

"Does it matter? It's inappropriate. People might think he's been taking advantage of you since you met through the private lessons he's been giving you. Ruben could be suspendend from his team and so could you Y/N."

"I dunno." You muttered. "It seemed like something else was bothering him. Maybe I did something wrong?"

"Did he enjoy it? You know...until he kicked you out?"

"I think so."

"And did you...enjoy it?"

You thought back to that night. Ruben had seemed hesitant at first. And the ointment...so awkward.

"Y/N?"

"But then it wasn't...awkward. It was nice, just the two of you, kissing and humping.

"Y/N?"

Ruben seemed so eager to please you, not giving you a chance to return the favor.

"Y/N?"

"Yes!" You blurred out. "I enjoyed it."

Taken aback, Coach looked to Ester then back to you. "Well I'm glad you enjoy my training session Y/N, but that's not what I asked you?"

"I'm sorry coach."

You hadn't notice him blow the whistle. All the girls except for you and Ester had scattered from the line, leaving the field. Training was over.

"What was it you asked me, again?"

He sighed. "I said, it's best you head to the cafeteria and get yourself a snack before the first team start their session."

"I'm training with the first team?" You gasped joyfully.

"Yes, now go on. I've been putting in a good word for ya'. They won't like it if you're late."

"Thank you, thank you, thank you coach.

I won't disappoint you."

He laughed. "I am as hopeful as you are. Good luck."

"Can I come too?" Ester asked.

"I'm sorry Hofman, not this time?"

You looked at her remorsfully. "I promise to bring you som eggs on toast from the cafeteria."

Her smile was crooked. "Thanks Y/N and good luck. I'll see you back home."

You went your separate ways. By the time you got to the main building your stomach was aching for something to eat. To your luck the cafeteria resembled any five star hotel with a continental breakfast. You rushed to grab a plate since you didn't have much time. You piled on all your favorite foods and extra portions of protein. Ruben told you that it was possible for coach to let you play football the way you wanted to, you just had to get bigger and stronger. That starts with upping your calory intake.

"Slow down Rio or you'll choke on a sausage."

The mountain of food on your plate turned alot of heads as you made your way through the cafeteria. Not to mention the banter it caused when you joined some of the girls on the first team at their table.

"Are they starving you at home?" A girl joked.

"Chloe, be nice."

"The food here is just so good." You said, which was half the truth. Somthing told you to keep you intentions of gaining weight to yourself.

"Are you jokin'? No one fancies british cuisine. What do they serve in Brazil, cockroaches?"

The girls laughed.

"Chloe." The captain groaned. She was nice. Stephanie was her name. She always made sure that you felt included the times you played with the first team. She had been the one to wave you over to join the girls for breakfast. However, at the moment, you regretted not having ate before you left the house this morning. Now you had to hurry, doing so by stuffing your face with food before heading back out. But as you went to dump your tray, you bumped into something solid on your way out of the cafeteria.

"Sorry." You blushed, but quickly stiffened seeing who you had bumped into. "Oh, Ruben. Hi."

"Hey."

"H...how's it going?"

He was accompanied by a friend, perhaps his teammate. Either way, Ruben didn't find it necessary to introduce the two of you. Fortunately his friend was raised well enough to greet a stranger.

"Bernardo." He shook your hand. "But you can call me Ruben Dias personal wingmam."

You smiled. He was funny. At least he had more humor than Ruben, who looked to want to be anywhere else but there, with you."

"We should...." He muttered, pointing somewhere towards the foodline in the cafeteria.

You were disappointed. And you wanted to ask Ruben if you were still training later this afternoon, or had what happened between you change things?

"I'll see you." He said, which practically answered your question. The two of you went your separate ways. You had a lump in your throat stepping back onto the football field.

"Pass the ball Rio!"

There was a clear differences in quality when it came to playing with the women's first team. They trained with a higher tempo than the academy and included more drills during their training sessions. It was a slight adjustments for you, but not too difficult.

"Come on Y/N, at least keep up the pace!" Their coach shouted.

"Uh-oh." You stopped running. A twinge in your stomach had you place a hand to your belly as you stood in the middle of the football field.

"Come on Y/N, keep it moving!"

You tried to move, but every attempt to take another step seemed to trigger something from deep within. Somthing on the verge of erupting. The pain was sharp and intense, and it all seemed to be spreading throughout your entire body.

"Y/N, you okay?" Their coach blew the whistle, pausing the game.

You tried to shake off the pain, but it was no use. You doubled over, clutching your stomach, letting out a bubbly groan. The players gathered around you. "Um, I think she's gonna...."

Hurl.

Throw up.

Vomit.

Whatever word best described what came out of you. It was warm, blending easly with the grass on the pitch. The other players ran away, screaming in terror. Their coach was the one to help you back to he main building, to the infirmary where you now sat in shame, waiting for Ester to come and pick you up. Your head banged against the wall as you sat on the sickbed, almost tuning out the sound of a light knock on the door.

"Ester?"

"It's me?"

Your back left the wall, seeing Ruben appear in the door. He stepped into the small room, shutting the door behind him.

"I heard what happened. Bernardo and I were just on our way out when..."

"Great." You sighed. How would you ever live this down?

"What happened, were you sick?"

He was truly concerned. Strange, you thought, since Ruben had given you the coldest of shoulders for days, not responding to any of your calls or text messages.

"Can I get you anything, water, ice...?"

"How about a toothbrush and a mint?"

He frowned.

"And a rocket. Yes." You smiled. "Something to take me off this planet immediately."

"Come on, Y/N." He approached where you sat on the bed. You hated yourself for making him room to sit down next to you. Nevertheless, that's what he did, sympathetically bringing his hand to your back, rubbing it. "Anyone can get sick." He said.

You squinted your eyes in pain, his sympathy along with the embarrassment, was all too much. "The first team are never gonna let me play with them again."

"Come on Y/N, don't say that."

"But it's true Ruben and it's all your fault."

"My fault." Ruben sat back, eyebrows furrowed. "What did I do?"

"You told me to get bigger so that I could dribble." You hissed.

"And what exactly did you do to achieve that?" He asked curiously.

"I stuffed my face, of course."

Ruben threw his head back, laughing.

"It's not funny." You groaned. Although the crinkle that appeared in the corner of his eyes when he smiled was simply a sight for sore eyes. He wiped a tear. "Y/N, I never told you to stuff your face. Do you know how dangerous and damaging that could be for your body. There are far more healthier ways to gain weight."

"Well, how was I supposed to know that? You're the expert and wouldn't even return my texts."

"Y/N." Ruben's hand got off your back, leaving a missing feeling. He stood. "I never meant for any of this to happen."

"What exactly? You giving me the greatest orgasm in my life, just to show me the door right after?"

"Y/N."

"What Ruben? If you don't have anything else to say to me I suggest you leave." You lowered your head. "Maybe then you'll know what it feels like."

"I'm sorry." A set of warm hands went to tilt your face. Ruben's brown eyes were staring back at you with the deepest sincerity. "Like I said, I never meant for any of this to happen. I was never meant to fall for you Y/N."

"What?" You must have been mistaken.

Ruben smiled. And for a moment he looked hesitant but then his lips grasped yours in a soft yet exciting kiss. You grinned once his face pulled away from yours.

"What?" He asked.

"Do it again." You whispered.

He chuckled, but leaned in to peck your lips once more, planting an additional kiss on top of your nose.

"So...does this mean we're still on for this afternoon?"

Ruben sigh was heavy. "Like I said Y/N, I'll gladly help you become a better football player, but whatever you and I have ends here. I have a girlfriend and she can't find about what happened between us."

You felt cold, drained from all the warmth in your body, including the blood that paled your face. "Y...you have a what?" His hands still held your face, but with a swift tugg you had him remove them.

"A girlfriend Y/N. I'm sorry to have to tell you like this but like I said, what happened between us was never supposed to be. Besides, I could get in alot if trouble with the club, not to mention the media if they ever found out."

"I can't believe this." You sighed. Ester was right. You were such a fool.

"But don't worry. If we keep things professional between us I can still...."

"Get out."

"What?"

You spoke too low. Ruben didn't hear you. And so you took a deep breath. "I said, get the fuck out of here. Out of this room and out of my life."

"Y/N?"

"Now, Ruben, I mean it. Get the fuck out!"

"Y/N, let's not....we can still be together just not...."

You hopped off the bed. Furious that Ruben would get to see you cry. "OUT!" You shouted, escorting him towards the door. Unlucky for you he didn't get far. In the doorway as the door came ajar, stood Ester, her head turned to the side, flashing you an eavesdropping ear.

"Ester?" You frowned. "What are you..."

She perked up. "I'll tell coach."

"Ester?" You said, with a graver tone.

"Don't try and make excuses, I already know that the two of you are sleeping together." Her voice was unsteady. Ruben looked to you, rightfully confused. "And who are you?" He asked bluntly.

"Your worst nightmare." Ester said, with a glare you had never seen on her before. It was eveil, desperate and deceiving.

"Ester please, you don't know..."

"Schluss mit der Scheiße, Y/N." (Cut the shit Y/N.) "I already know that the two of you are fucking, you told me so yourself."

"Why are you doing this?" You asked, desperate to know how Ester, your friend, could dare threaten everything your family has worked so hard for you to achieve.

"I deserve to play with the first team." She said. The words sounding childish and timid coming out of her mouth.

"But..." You stuttered. "If that's all it is..." Why hadn't she spoken to coach or simply work harder, you thought.

"Don't you see." She laughed. "With you on the team, the brazilian football protégé from the streets of Rio, I'll never get a chance." To your suprise Ester was crying. "I am already overseen by coach simply because I got stuck with you as my roommate. Now I've got to hear about you going on and on about some guy who clearly is only interested in fucking you."

"Okay, that's it. I've heard enough." Ruben had thought to do the right thing to let Ester explain herself. But the more he did, the more he let her talk, the more he saw how much it hurt you, and so he put an end to it. "Let's go." He said, grabbing your hand, leading you out of the infirmary. Ester was left behind, along with her half hearted threats.

"Ruben whatta....Where are you taking me?" You felt like vomiting again and you had a throbbing headache.

"Minha casa. Você vem para ficar comigo." (My place. You're coming to stay with me.)

"What?"

"I'm not letting you stay with that girl, whoever she was. She was clearly out of her mind."

"But Ruben I can't." You tried to tugg your arm free, however Ruben was way too strong. He barley budged.

"Y/N, please don't fight me on this one. You can stay with me, I have a spare bedroom."

"What about your girlfriend?"

He froze. In the midst of pulling you out of the main building, Ruben froze. The grip he had around your arm loosen a little. He ran his free hand down his face, tired, perhaps of arguing. "Like I said Y/N, I'm partly responsible for this mess. Just trust that I'll take care of it. I want to take care of it. But for now let me take care of you."

#fanfiction #football imagine #ruben dias #man city #manchester city #ruben dias x reader #ruben dias imagine #footballer imagine #footballer x reader #football angst

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drewsbuzzcut · 4 months

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Jan 8 2024

nick moldenhauer x dallas blankenburg

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qveens · 1 month

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@houseofwisteria asked: “ sshhh, come here… “ ( shelby / rafe )

sniffling as hot tears slipped down her cheeks, shelby could feel rafe trembling with anger as he held onto her tightly. his heart was racing. “i’m… rafe, i’m okay now. i can take a hit. he just grabbed my face and backhanded me when i wouldn't tell him where you were.” like the little bitch drug dealer that he was. if the encounter with one of rafe and barry’s rivals hadn’t come out of nowhere, because they hadn't warned her of any danger, shelby would be more pissed off than terrified. but here she was: a crying mess in rafe’s arms, sporting a black eye. she really thought that the man would’ve seriously hurt or killed her if he hadn’t of gotten a business call. "who was he?"

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starythewriter · 5 months

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KINKMAS DAY 7: KLAUS X YOU. - BROUGHT TOGETHER BY A FORCE.

You and klaus are brought together by an undeniable force.=

you were traveling throughout an old tomb finding many hidden pathways.

trying to find artifacts of the past but there is nothing you could touch, no clues of where you are headed or what is happening to you.

but, as you are looking at a small stone statue it suddenly moves.

You look back and see a strange creature that reminds you of your worst fears.

you couldn’t quite see, you got some salt and candles using some of your power to light everything up the creature ran quickly from the light.

soon you found a one artifact it was a big gold necklace it was an attraction amulet that could only be activated once outside the tomb.

you soon left trying to find your way out, but you kept hitting dead ends, the necklace seemed to ward off every other entity within these walls, you held it to the creature and it distanced quickly.

you kept holding it and nobody and that creature would not get near you.

then you felt a hand grab you, you screamed “sshhh darling” whispered klaus

you felt safer, once you saw him. “we need to get out of here”

he quickly sped around holding you making sure you were safe.

until you finally reached the outside “thank you klaus”

you both felt a strong connection, so much love and lust.

klaus hugged you. you also have some super speed with a potion…

“darling, let’s play hide n seek careful if I find you within 6 minutes I might just get a little bite I’ll give ya till 10”

you quickly ran to hide as he counted from 10 to 1.

“10..9…”

you find a big rock,you can see him so you decide to keep going you eventually find another forest but this one had 2x More trees along with rocks, so you found a giant rock and hide behind it, “here I come” said klaus, he went searching all around the forest, but he hadn’t stumbled upon the 2nd and more crowded forest, you meanwhile activated your necklace putting it on. he quickly caught the hint and sprinted over, but you sped away to another tree, he was unsure now as the necklace was clouding his judgement with a strong scent for lust.

you slowly got closer to him.. he felt stronger lust. he grabbed you and pinned you against a tree. you gave him a kiss, this necklace was clearly working. “I see your true feeling are coming out klaus… this necklace enhances any and all past feelings” you kissed him again and started he vamp sped the two of you to his bed, he set you down, slowly undressing and taking off his shirt . then he began sucking on your neck and bit your shoulder “fuck” you gasped, Klaus licked your collar bone and continued biting and licking, sucking and biting. You grabbed onto his hair to pull him closer while you moved your hands lower and down his body. Klaus was getting aroused, “darling” he growled and lifted you into his lap so he could kiss you, he slowly took his clothes off and started kissing you deeply and intensely while running his tongue and fingers along the inside of your thigh. He moved his hands under you and pulled you towards him “I love this necklace darling, your so fucking hot”

“give me that beautiful pussy and I need to taste that arm”

you moaned as klaus bit down onto your arm, somehow you were turned on, and started to grind onto him, “take your clothe off now”

he demanded. you moaned loudly, you both were now completely naked, he was fucking you rough without mercy still biting your arm. he hissed and removed his fangs from your arm. he whispered “your beautiful and tasty… this feels so good, I literally feel like I’m in heaven” he continued to kiss you hungrily. You moaned again as his teeth grazed your ear and then bit your ear lobe lightly. he picked you up bridal style and sat you on his bed gently placing you on the bed, your hands grabbing him as he laid next to you. He leaned close to your face as he slowly kissed you. Your lips pressed together passionately, you felt so good being wrapped around him, he slowly slid a finger inside you. He gently rubbed your clit and your hips bucked towards his finger. He continued to stroke you as his other hand traced patterns along your sides.

you were both about to reach the peak you’ve been desperately chasing.

the attraction between you much stronger then the one you have with his brothers.

you moaned loudly “fuck- my blood is boiling in the best way possible…

you are so tight.”

shortly after you both moaned as you came together.

“love you klaus”

“love you sweetheart…”

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lovelyladyabsinthewrites · 6 months

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Love Song for a Vampire Pt.37

Pairing(s):Edward Cullen x Wolf!Reader, Jacob Black x Witch!OC

Warnings: none

Words: 3029

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Kate's scream could be heard past the tall trees that surrounded the Denali coven's home. Reaching the ears of Tanya and Eleazar who had been out hunting to replenish their stock of blood that would last them the rest of the month. Briefly exchanging a troubled look, they drop their equipment and dash off back to the house where they found Kate on her knees in the living room. She was begging Carmen to wake up. The large bay window of their living room was smashed, glass looking like snow against their hardwood floors. Eleazar collapsed onto his knees beside Kate.

"I walked away only for a second to answer a phone call. . ." Kate tells the other two. Slowly, Carmen was coming to as her pale eyelids flutter with life. "Irina must have taken that opportunity to get out. I'm sorry."

Tanya helps her sister up and maneuvers her to the couch while Carmen's mate helps her rouse to consciousness. "It's not your fault." Hastily thinking, Tanya calculates the amount of time Kate had been away and up to when she came upon Carmen. She didn't want to acknowledge out loud that Irina was probably far away now. Mentally she curses knowing that they were now in deep shit with Irina's escape. In a flash she has her phone in her hands and taps Edward's phone number. They had to get this situation under control as soon as possible.

Supporting his mate, Eleazar has Carmen in his arms, her head resting on his shoulder as her black eyes struggle to focus. "Irina?"

"Sshhh, it's okay." He hushes her, gently rocking the both of them to and fro. "We'll get her back."

Her hand goes up to her head and she lets out a groan. "I can't believe this. . . how humiliating."

Unable to sit still, Kate stands up. "I'm going to start tracking her."

Over her shoulder, Tanya reminds her to keep her phone on her in case she comes across anything. Not bothering to use the front door, Kate hops out of the gaping hole in the window that Irina had made and becomes but a golden flash as her legs run at the speed of light. Finally the dial tone is cut off and Tanya hears Edward's voice in a greeting. No time for that. "We have a problem, Ed. Irina's gotten out."

She could hear his sharp inhale. "When? Kate called me just a few minutes ago."

"It happened within that time frame. Irina overpowered Carmen and knocked her out. Kate went after her right now but I don't think Irina is in the area anymore." If her heart was still functioning like a usual human, it would be frantically beating behind her breastbone. This was not good. There were two places that Irina could be heading toward: the Volturi or Forks. Maybe she planned to take matters into her own hands and find where the wolves were. "Send an alarm to the wolves that they need to be on the lookout for her just in case. I don't know what she's thinking anymore but if she so happens to go into your territory, you might be able to detect her before anyone else and warn the others."

"Got it. . . is Carmen okay?" He needed to get out to warn the wolves, but he was also concerned for Carmen.

From where she'd wandered off, Tanya looks back to the living room where Eleazar had situated Carmen on the couch before he too was zipping out of the window. "She's okay. Might have a headache, but it'll pass as will the guilt."

They say curt goodbyes. Tanya shoves her phone back into her pocket as her loud strides clacking back to the rest of her family. "Alright. You guys can stay here if you want to, but I'm gonna join Kate and see if we can find any tracks to where Irina may have gone."

Carmen is already staggering to her feet and giving her head a shake to clear her brain. "I'm fine. Lets go." Her mate is skeptical but has never been one to protest his wife when she has her mind made up. He simply follows her lead, his hands ready if she was still feeling lightheaded and fainted.

Alone, Tanya takes this moment to let out a distressed sigh and rub her hand against her forehead. They were given one job: to keep a sharp eye on Irina. Disappointment is not the strongest emotion she felt then and there. Shame floods her as she was unable to make Edward proud of her and her coven. Acknowledging that it would take a while for her romantic feelings for Edward to go away, she still didn't like letting down the Denali's one true ally.

She believed in no gods or deities but she found herself praying to whoever was willing to listen to her. Praying that Irina made a stop to Forks first before heading to Italy. Maybe then she could be apprehended and contained. Hopefully with (y/n) among the wolves, she could stop them from mistreating Irina. Even though Irina threatened the peace, she was still her sister and Tanya was loathe to lose another family member.

Free at last.

A massive weight lifted off your shoulders, along with your backpack as you open your bedroom window and toss it inside. Closing it once more, you waste no time in joining Embry in the jog to Sam's. Both of you nothing but smiles as the both of you cheered and laugh now that your academic life would not hinder the more entertaining aspect of the pack. Now you could hang out with the witches and watch them.

The summer sun that streamed through the massive branches of trees was kind and heightened the carefree feeling that you and Embry were drunk off of. Sunlight makes a kaleidoscope of shapes on the ground. They moved with the swaying of leaves and limbs.

But the massive figure of Sam's black wolf emerges from the brush and seemingly scaring off all light. You and Embry halt. You couldn't read his mind yet his pinned back ears and raised hackles told you that something was wrong.

To make the travel go faster, the two of you hoist onto Sam's back and he darts to his home. The backyard still has the two tents sitting silently. Void of occupants. Leaping off his back, Sam quickly shifts back to his human skin and you avert your eyes as he shimmies into his shorts. Questions aren't asked. Not yet. His silence told you enough as he leads you through the kitchen and into the once again crowded living room. This time Edward was at the center along with the three witches and Bella seated on the couch, her nervous gaze flitting around the room until they land on you and relief leaks from her.

"Where's Leah?" Sam curtly asks Seth who shrinks.

"She's not feeling well. . ." An obvious lie. Anyone could tell from the manner which Seth's gaze is focused on his feet. Sam doesn't press it though, there are more important issues to take care of and Leah was at the bottom of his list.

Sam shares a nod with Edward, the vampire taking it as a sign to proceed. "Irina from the Denali coven has escaped."

Ice freezes the blood in your veins and robs you of breath.

"What this means is that she could potentially be either on her way to the Volturi or here." His eyes no longer hold that charming honey-gold, instead they're darkened. When was the last time he'd had any animal blood, you wonder to yourself in concern. You feel your packmates stiffen around you at the potential threat of another vampire trespassing on their territory. "The other members of her coven have already been out to look for her around their home but its clear she's long gone."

Nadege closes her eyes and whispers something in her native creole. Next to her, Evita holds her hand and gives it a reassuring squeeze. Dieufel listens with dark, sharp eyes.

"Can't Alice use her power to see where Irina is going?" Colin's voice was timid as he spoke up. One of the youngest members of the pack, they rarely spoke up during meetings like this as they were aware of their status as a young pup. But it was a good question posed to Edward.

"She's not here at the moment." replies Edward which causes Bella to shift uncomfortably in her seat and even Embry and Quil glance at one another. Everyone pinned so much on Alice's special ability. She was what could make or break any subsequent plans.

"I can find her." Dieufel's voice breaks through the concern in the room. But Nadege and Evita only look up at him with worry. Evita and Dieufel had been working so hard to make the wards and it showed on their features. Tired eyes and weary creases above their brows. This would drain Dieufel even more.

Reading his mind, Edward gets all the answers faster than if Dieufel were to have verbally said them out loud. "As fast as you can."

The male witch nods. "It will be done." His eyes rove over to Nadege and Bella. His lips press firmly together before nodding toward his cousin. She could read his mind easily, just not in the same way Edward had. From the expression in the depths of his eyes that she knew so well, Nadege was aware of the responsibility that was now placed on not just her, but the novice Bella as well.

You observe Bella's face. Quil had one time said that Bella had a very neutral face, almost void of any emotion. But that was not true. Her expressions were subtle. The biting of her bottom lip. A slight twitch of her brow. You could tell she was nervous. Having only been learning magic for three days, it surely wasn't enough for her to dive right into making wards. You feel for her.

Dieufel leaves the living room and heads to his tent to begin gathering his materials. Time could not be wasted.

Sam sends out Jared along with Embry, Seth, and Brady. Ideally it would have been nice to have another wolf added to their security. There were still no news of Leah and Sam still was wary of welcoming Jacob back so soon. Though the imprinting hormones flooding through Jacob could possibly now be utilized as a good thing. The innate instinct to protect his imprintee would make him all too vigilant and ready to defend. Quietly while plans are being devised, you bring this up to Sam, pulling him away from the main room.

He regards your words but there's a storm of conflict behind his dark eyes. Edward keeps his attention partly on you and Sam as he speaks with Evita. Nadege has to shoo them out of the center of the room so that she could start making a fourth ward. Bella lingers behind her hesitantly, trying to pretend Edward's presence didn't bother her. Colin and Quil brush past them as their part of the close guard along with Paul. Those who would keep close in case Irina slipped through. "Theoretically, it's a good idea. But. . . you know how unpredictable imprinting can make you in the early weeks."

You nod. "I know. But we could really use everyone we have."

Exhausted, Sam rubs the back of his neck while he ponders. "Okay. Okay. I'll give him a call. I'll try Leah again too."

His small brick of a phone is clutched tightly in his hands already. He'd broken several others, this one lasting him the longest still possessed a cracked screen and a missing button. He goes down a small hallway where you knew his shared bedroom with Emily was. You catch her poking her head out as Sam whispers something to her. They close the door behind them, leaving everyone else to get to their own individual work.

Emily must be scared at this new threat to her and Sam's life. Now she was the lone, normal human among everyone. You'd caught her once listening in on Bella's lessons. She seemed a little embarrassed that she'd been caught.

"You okay?" Edward spooks you from the abruptness of his voice. His hand was reaching toward you as if he'd been about to place a hand on your arm. It hangs in the air between the two of you. You relax and move your body so that his hand firmly presses against your shoulder. Tentatively you touch his wrist. His lips twitch into a shy smile. Were you moving too fast? You didn't know if wrist touching was alright or too. . . intimate.

"Yeah. I'm okay. Sam is going to call Jacob and ask him to come. We could really use the extra help."

"Mr. Cullen?"

Dieufel stands in the doorway of the kitchen, hesitant to interrupt both of you.

Curious, Edward only takes a second to read his mind and understand what he was going to ask of him. "Of course I'll help. Just tell me what to do." He turns back to you, his smile returned as he basks in your touch for a moment more before peeling himself away. Dieufel doesn't move though as his gaze turns to you and Evita.

"Why don't the two of you come along with us. Evita, you need to work on your tracking spells right?" Dieufel reminds her. "This will be good practice for you." He doesn't wait for either of you to say anything as he walks back to his tent where most of his personal supplies are being kept. Off in the distance you could hear your packmates moving through the trees to sniff out any kind of vampire scent that didn't belong to the Cullens.

The sound their pounding paws made could be likened to thunder. That wolf part of you is pulled toward them, wanting to join the hunt. But your alpha told you to stay put, keep watch here. After all, Emily was still inside the house. Unable to protect herself. She needed whatever protection was left to offer her.

On the wooden picnic table that had white painting chipping off in flakes were the tools of Dieufel's trade. A shallow bowl made out of a purple crystal (possibly amethyst). Around the lip of it are etchings, similar to those you've seen already while hanging around Evita. With his back turned to them, Dieufel takes a vial from around his throat and unplugs the stopper. You wonder what it is but he gives no name to whatever silver liquid he pours into the gemstone vessel. Around it are four stumpy little candles supported by small holders. One brown, one red, one blue and one white.

"The time of day isn't ideal." Dieufel admits and glances up at the sky. "But we'll have to make do."

He beckons everyone closer, particularly Evita and Edward so that they could be of more use. Moving Edward so that he was now in front of the bowl, Dieufel explains that only Edward will be able to see the location of where Irina might be since he knows what she looks like and has been around her in the past few days. Her impression will be fresh upon him.

"Evita, my grimoire." It was on the edge she was closest to, a great leather bound book. Weather worn and near bursting. Evita lifts it up and before she could hand it to him, Dieufel flicks his wrist and the book opens in her hands. She suppresses a surprised yelp, watching as the pages fan open to the correct one that had the tracking spell. He hisses out another word that you don't quite catch but the stubby candles suddenly burst to life with little beacons of flames. Edward's eyes are wide as he has a front row seat.

Their magic was always amazing to witness.

"And what do we do next?" He probably knows this spell from memory, but he's also training Evita too.

She tries at first to recall it from memory, but in a second her eyes flick down to the yellow page. "Mugwort. Sprinkle mugwort on the surface." Already on it, Dieufel's dark hand pops open a plastic container with what looked like moss. You'd heard about the herb before, commonly used even on the reservation. Especially among the elders. He grabs a fistful and skillfully sprinkles it producing ripples on the liquid's surface. Each ripple starts to bleed a cosmic swirl of blue and purple as Dieufel murmurs something under his breath. "Next we'll need. . ." Evita looks to Edward "a piece of your hair."

Edward's brows quizzically raise but he's not one to ask questions of a witch and easily lifts his hand to his head, plucking a single strand. Offering it to Dieufel between pinched forefinger and thumb.

"Conjure up her image the best you can. Every facial detail, make it crystal clear in your mind. Focus. Don't lose it." He instructs once he has Edward's hair. Rubbing it between his fingers. "Ankhom tenebris vinculum"

Closing his eyes, you focus on Edward's face. Every twitch and movement behind his eyelids.

His hair is gently placed into the cosmic waters, stilling them and producing a soft, shimmering light. "If you have her in sight, slowly open your eyes and look into the bowl." Carefully with his hand on the nape of Edward's neck, Dieufel moves him so that his face is leaning directly over the surface.

Fluttering his eyelids lazily open, Edward takes a sharp inhale once they're fully open. "Wow. . ."

You try to see around them, hoping to catch a glimpse of whatever it was Edward was seeing. All you could make out was light dancing around the rim of the bowl. The runes glowing as Edward's eyes widen even more.

Apparently it doesn't take too long before Edward's found where Irina is for he hisses and nearly flings himself away from the picnic table with wild eyes. "Jacob. She's heading towards Jacob's."

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