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weilongfu · 4 years

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Wei watches 2gether the Series Ep 6

Okay before I get into the episode, I’m just glad GMMTV is finally dropping Eng subs day 1. ANYWAY WHO’S READY TO GET HURT WAITING FOR THESE TWO IDIOTS TO KISS KISS FALL IN LOVE.

We start back up with Tine’s declaration to pursue Pear. Cue Sarawat’s indignant yelling and the kiss. I didn’t notice Sarawat’s drunk blush last week so it’s nice to see this week. Sarawat tries to go for another kiss but falls asleep drunk and Tine starts shaking him to wake him up and ask what he just did. Typical. For both of them. Sarawat, however, desires to stay asleep and tells Tine to let go of his hand.

The next morning Tine’s friends come to see if he’s okay and Sarawat is gone! Fong asks why Tine hasn’t taken a shower yet, looks like it’s a school day! Tine lets them in while he gets ready and Phuk notices Tine has a new wallet sitting on his desk. Tine realizes it’s not his and snatches it away, saying it’s his brother’s. However, as he checks the ID, he sees that it’s Sarawat’s!

Ohm then points out that Tine’s “brother” must have also forgotten his phone! Tine tries to snatch that back too, but Ohm looks at the lockscreen and points out how odd it is that Tine’s “brother” has set Tine’s photo as his lockscreen. Tine says it’s normal because they’re brothers, but Ohm points out it’s not normal because it’s a picture of Tine and Sarawat! (The plot thickens but we all know what’s going on here.)

Tine struggles to come up with another excuse, but Fong says not to bother since he knows Sarawat slept there last night. Apparently Sarawat left a note. “I didn’t want to wake you. I am off for music practice.” Phuk asks if they moved in together already and Tine calls him crazy. Tine tells them that Sarawat came to record the video for Music Club and it was late by the time they finished, so Tine had let him “crash.”

Fong then asks if Tine has had a chance to ask Sarawat how he feels about him and Tine remembers what happened between them last night. Tine lies and says that Sarawat says he’s just messing with Green. Tine then makes excuses and tries to take his shower quickly.

In Music Club, Air points out how distracted Tine seems today. Tine apologizes as Sarawat walks in. Air says they can stop there, but Tine should practice at home. Tine finally realizes Sarawat is staring at him and gives him back his wallet and phone. Sarawat thanks him and Tine runs away. Sarawat follows though and asks why he’s mad. Tine asks why shouldn’t he be mad. Sarawat thinks about it and apologizes and says he was in a rush to leave. Tine says he isn’t mad about this morning but what happened last night. Sarawat wonders aloud what happened and Tine asks if he doesn’t remember. Sarawat admits he was drunk and he knows they recorded the video and he can’t remember what happened after. Tine says to forget it and tries to leave.

Sarawat pulls him back and asks him to cheer for him during his match on Saturday. Tine says he won’t because university cheerleaders aren’t assigned to it. Sarawat says it’s not about Uni cheerleaders (he actually says screw Uni cheerleaders), he just wants Tine to cheer for him. (TINE. TINE HE’S BEING SO OBVIOUS.) Tine says he’ll think about it and says he has to help Phuk with his food page and runs away.

At the Faculty of Architecture, a guy named Chat is asking for people to register for an intensive course with him as the tutor. A bunch of girls scream in approval and move to sign up. However, the girls are interested in Mil. Speak of the devil, Mil shows up and Chat asks him to tutor the girls. Mil says he doesn’t have time to be the tutor since he has to practice his music. Phukong then shows up and asks if Mil can just tutor one student, him. The scene cuts to the time Phukong and Mil spent together during the open house.

Mil reminds Phukong that Architecture isn’t easy and Phukong fires back that it’s why he needs a great tutor like Mil. Mil says he doesn’t need a troll student like Phukong though and leaves. The girls try to chase after Mil, but Chat herds them back to the sign up sheet while Phukong watches Mil leave.

Back with the four dumbasses, Phuk introduces his page, “Gross But Cheap So We Gotta Eat.” (Excuse me, but as a foodie myself, you have to have standards Phuk. Just because it’s cheap doesn’t mean it’s worth the intestinal distress.) Today they’re at a hot pot restaurant which is cheap but tastes horrible. Fong asks why Phuk had to be so loud in announcing how horrible the food tastes because they might get kicked out.

Tine then gets a text from Sarawat asking where he is since the game is about to start, but Fong asks him to take a taste and describe it. Tine does so and complains, wondering what kind of soup it is since it burns his throat. Phuk says it’s special because they put a Thai herbal liquor in it as part of the special recipe. He tells his friends to prepare to get drunk and Ohm notes guys can’t bring their girlfriends there. Tine asks why, and Ohm says it’s because people speak the truth when they get drunk and you’ll never be able to lie to your girlfriend. (That’s a lie. People just have less inhibitions when drunk. If you’re someone more likely to lie, you might find yourself being truthful because you don’t have a filter. Other people might be more inclined to lie because the filter that tells them to tell the truth is also gone.)

The boys keep eating and drinking the alcoholic soup. Tine seems to be the only one not drinking as seriously as the other boys. Tine asks again if it’s true that drunk people tell the truth and Phuk says that’s not true. Phuk then says there’s something he’s been meaning to tell Tine and it’s that his old phone with a cracked screen wasn’t broken because Tine sat on it, but because Ohm dropped it and blamed it on Tine. (So right after telling Tine drunk people don’t tell the truth, he tells the truth. Good job Phuk.) Ohm tells Phuk to shut up, but Phuk keeps going. Phuk confesses that Fong used Tine’s Facebook to sign up on a porn site. (Geez, why are you still friends with these idiots, Tine?)

Elsewhere, Mil is working behind the counter (of maybe a cafe?) and a woman flirts with him, saying how nice it is that her husband is there to help out and work. Mil says of course he is because his car broke down and he needs money to fix it. The lady then says Mil should have just become a tutor since she heard a lot of girls wanted to be his student. Mil tells the woman (named Jae Tun) that little girls have nothing on a real deal like her. Jae Tun calls him a sweet talker, but she won’t raise his wage. She tells him to do the OT (overtime?) in her room (oh that kind of overtime).

Phukong then comes in and shows Mil his work. Mil asks what it is and Phukong says Chat told him to draw Kon (person), Rod (car, watering), and Ton Mai (tree). Phukong says he’s finished and he wants Mil’s opinion. (Gotta say, they’re nice drawings on the cover of his book. I wonder if he drew them himself.) Mil asks if he gives a comment if Phukong will leave him alone. Phukong says Mil might want to be his tutor after seeing his drawings. Mil gestures for him to reveal them. Phukong opens his book to reveal a stick figure person watering a very small tree sprout. Mil asks Phukong to go be a troll elsewhere.

Phukong then reminds Mil that he’s a customer and Mil can’t shoo him away. (Yes he can. If you’re being a disruptive troll anyway.) Phukong threatens to report this to Jae Tun and Mil stops him and asks what he wants to order. Phukong orders 100 honey toasts. Mil asks if he’s ordering for the whole universe and that he won’t prepare the order. Phukong starts calling for Jae Tun again, and Mil stops him again. Mil asks what he wants for real and Phukong asks him to be his tutor and he’ll stop misbehaving. Mil says fine and gives Phukong the same assignment Chat gave him and says it’s due tomorrow morning. Phukong says there’s no need to wait until tomorrow, he can do it now. Mil stops him though and says he wants 100 drawings altogether! (Turnabout is fair play, Phukong!) Mil also says that if Phukong can’t do it, he might as well get out of his sight. Phukong smiles and gets to work.

Back with the four idiots, they’re about to move on to another restaurant but Tine says he’s not going and we see that Tine is looking at an IG post by Man which says, “RIP Sarawat’s knee.” and has a picture of Sarawat in black and white with his knee hurt.

Tine goes to the football field to see Sarawat and Sarawat comes up and asks if he’s looking for him. Tine asks how he’s standing, wondering if Sarawat broke his leg. Sarawat points out he just scraped his knee from a tackle and asks when he broke his leg. (Man, you sneaky sneaky friend you.) Tine says Man posted on IG that Sarawat’s leg was broken and Sarawat says Man was just being Man (which I guess means overdramatic) and asks if Tine believes him. Sarawat says it’s good Tine is there though and asks him to bandage his knee. Tine asks why he should do it and Sarawat says it’s because he’s out of energy/tired. Tine eventually agrees and Sarawat gives him that, “god I love you,” look. Tine starts to clean the wound and Sarawat asks him to be gentle. Tine continues to work anyway. Sarawat asks why Tine’s hands are shaking so much and Tine says he might be afraid of blood. Sarawat says he must also be because he’s also shaking. Tine looks at him in concern, but Sarawat says he means his heart and then smiles. (HE SMILES! HE SMILED SO MUCH!)

Tine makes an excuse and moves to leave just as the game ends and Pol. Sci. wins. Sarawat motions for everyone to come in and give high fives. Man is also one of the players and notices that Tine is there. He invites Tine to celebrate with them and eggs him into joining especially since Tine’s friends will also be coming. Apparently Phuk has stories to share. (Gee... I wonder what stories he’ll be telling...) Sarawat also looks up at Tine hopefully and Tine ends up agreeing.

The group go to a bar and Tine sits next to Sarawat as they all drink. Everyone keeps cheering and drinking. Man also attempts to tip Tine’s glass so he’ll drink more. Even Sarawat tells Tine to drink up properly. Tine then asks why they’re celebrating so much. He also notes that it’s like they’re trying to get Tine drunk! (Oh... so we’re on this part huh.) Man and Boss share a conspicuous look and Tine looks to Sarawat who suddenly won’t meet his eyes. Tine asks if Sarawat wants them to get him drunk. Boss and Man look guilty and concerned as Sarawat silently shakes his head. Man jumps in to say Sarawat was just playing. (In the novel, Man is already drunk and admits that Sarawat promised them 3000 baht if they got Tine drunk.)

Man then says he’s so jealous that Sarawat has someone cute to play with. Boss brings up the person Man met at the spiritual/meditation seminar. Man says he doesn’t even know the guy’s name. Boss tells him to go to every seminar and look for him. Sarawat says they talk too much, but then cheers for them being lucky to get the table. Tine says he’s doing too much, but ends up taking a sip anyway. Then he realizes his friends ditched him and Sarawat and his friends cheer again anyway.

His friends come back in time to say they want to cheers because Phuk got a LINE ID from a hot girl. Boss and Man continue to try to get Tine to finish his drink and succeed, only for Tine to pass out. Tine wakes up in his boxers in his room and someone wrapped in his blanket. However, it turns out to be a pillow and Tine relaxes after that.

Later Tine’s friends ask how his night went and Tine complains about having gotten so drunk he passed out. Tine then asks who got him home and Ohm asks if Tine really hasn’t seen the evidence on his IG yet. Tine then goes to look. and finds a picture of him passed out in his shirt and over shirt, but no pants, only boxers, posted on his IG.

The scene then cuts to Sarawat trying to find Tine’s room key and digging in his pockets. Tine drunkenly asks what he’s trying to grab. Sarawat tells him to be still and Tine says Sarawat’s digging in his pockets was fun and he wants him to do it again. Sarawat says no. Sarawat then throws Tine onto his bed and helps undress him a bit to make him comfortable. As Tine is passed out, Sarawat takes a picture and posts it on his IG with the comment, “I am reserved <3.” (Okay guys, remember that this is really not okay and you shouldn’t do things like this to drunk people.)

Tine curses Sarawat out and says that between Green and Sarawat, he can’t tell who’s more dangerous anymore. Phuk would say it’s Sarawat because he got into Tine’s room. Fong points out that Green isn’t bothering Tine anymore and that he should tell Sarawat to stop the fake dating. However, Green was in the stall! He knows now!

Later, we cut to Mil coming out of a class and seeing everyone looking at drawings on the walls. Phukong comes out and says it’s all 100 drawings as promised so it’s Mil’s turn to keep his promise. Chat says Phukong has done a good job and that if Mil says no he’s a loser. Mil agrees to be Phukong’s tutor and asks if he’s happy.

Later at night, Green comes up to Tine at his dorm. Green says he knows Tine asked Sarawat to flirt with him as a fake boyfriend. Tine denies it and Green asks why Tine lied to him. Green also says he overheard them in the bathroom and asks why Tine had to be so harsh. (Okay, Green has a point. BUT you were literally not taking his no for an answer either? Like he turned you down how many times and you still stuck to him like glue? Also Green, you’re not innocent either if the spoilers I’ve read are true!)

Tine says he didn’t mean to be so harsh and Green hugs him saying he knows he’s not good enough for Tine, but he asks for one more chance. Sarawat comes in and pulls Green away and asks who said Sarawat was flirting with Tine just to get rid of Green. Sarawat then says he did everything because he actually likes Tine. Green doesn’t believe him and says he knows everything was a plan. Sarawat says it was a plan at first. But then he realized he really likes Tine. Green says he’ll never believe it and Sarawat asks if he wants him to kiss Tine to prove it and moves to do so. Green stops them mid way and says that’s enough and that he believes that Sarawat likes Tine and then runs away.

Tine says it was close and asks how Sarawat knew Green was going to come by. Sarawat says Green has been following him since Tine was at uni and he knew something was going to happen. Tine then asks if Sarawat would have finished kissing him if Green didn’t stop him. Sarawat smiles and asks if Tine really thinks Sarawat would kiss him. Sarawat then says he knew Green wouldn’t be able to bear seeing it and says who would kiss Tine. (YOU WOULD. YOU TOTALLY WOULD.)

Later Tine treats his friends to a meal and drinks (product placement here) and Ohm asks why. Tine says it’s just because he hasn’t sat with them all for a while. He then tells them all that he has something to ask them and everyone says it at the same time. Tine asks how they know and Fong says that whenever Tine treats them to a meal, he always needs help and asks what the problem is.

Tine says he has a friend from Music Club and his friend is worried and wondering if there is a guy that likes him. (Person A liking “friend.”) Ohm asks who A is anyway and offers to hack into his FB. Phuk says you should get him drunk. Tine says he must be crazy to ask them and Fong suggest making person A jealous. Fong says jealousy always shows no matter how good a person is at hiding their feelings. (JOKE’S ON YOU. I’LL KEEP ALL THESE FEELINGS IN MY CHEST AND THEN DIE BEFORE I ADMIT THERE’S A PROBLEM.) Tine nods and takes the advice in.

Meanwhile Man is going to a lot of seminars and admits in some of them that he’s there to look for someone. Boss tells him to keep looking and Man says he’s gone to a whole host of them and he just hasn’t gone to the Dharma camp. However as he talks about it he sees his man! He chases after him and gets stopped because he doesn’t have a pass.

Man tries to lie and says his pass is with his friend and if they let him in, he’ll go get it. The staff tell him to call his friend out and give it to him instead. He tries to dodge them and is unsuccessful and the staff make him wait outside.

Meanwhile, Tine is in Music Club waiting for Sarawat and stages himself. He sees Sarawat come and then asks Sarawat if he wants to get a meal together. Sarawat looks at him funny and Tine asks if Sarawat already made plans. Sarawat says that Tine just asked him to eat together and that it’s weird (I guess more out of character). Tine tells him not to think about it too much and calls Sarawat his dear friend and asks him to also come out and have a drink. Sarawat ends up agreeing as Tine starts jumping and shaking him.

Sarawat tells Tine that his band is actually playing at a bar (L Co Hol) that night and it’ll be a warm up/practice for opening for Scrubb on Saturday. He tells Tine to meet him there since they’ll be playing Scrubb songs. Tine happily agrees, if a little too enthusiastically and Sarawat wonders what’s wrong with him.

Back with Man, we see the seminar has let out and he’s looking for his mystery man. Man gets stopped by an older gentleman who found the pen at the last seminar. Man remembers him and the man tells him that the guy showed up today and invited him to another seminar, but he’s not sure he can go. Man asks what the seminar is and the gentleman gives him the brochure. It’s a meditation retreat for 2 nights. The gentleman says it’s perfect for Man and Man thanks him.

At the bar, Tine sits with a girl. The girl asks if all she has to do is pretend to be Tine’s girlfriend when Sarawat walks in and Tine says that’s it. Tine says that if she does a good job (her name is Nancy), he’ll give her extra tips. Nancy agrees and says they should practice. She even tries to pull Tine’s shirt open and Tine says that’s too obvious. Nancy then goes to flirt with another guy as an example of how else she should do it. Tine then points out Sarawat is here and Nancy chooses to fangirl over Sarawat instead of doing all of the above. (I mean, if I was Nancy, I’d fawn over Sarawat too NGL.) Sarawat asks if Tine has been waiting long and Tine says he hasn’t but he’s leaving soon. Sarawat tells him to stay, he’ll pay for Tine’s drinks, he just wants Tine to watch him play first. Tine agrees and Nancy completely abandons him to fawn some more over Sarawat.

Later the concert starts and the lead of the band tells everyone they have a special song prepared, requested by their guitarist (Sarawat) and that he even wants to sing it himself. The Lead then gives the mic over to Sarawat who steps up. Sarawat says, “This song is for someone so silly who didn’t get to hear it when I played it the first time.” Sarawat is going to play Everything by Scrubb!

Tine sits and watches as Sarawat begins. Tine starts to mouth along to the words. After the song is done, Sarawat steps off the stage and is mobbed by girls. Nancy comes up and says she wants a picture with Sarawat and asks Tine to ask Sarawat for her. Tine tells her to ask herself and Nancy asks why Tine is so upset, as if he’s Sarawat’s boyfriend. Tine then remembers Fong’s advice about making people jealous. (OH. IS IT FINALLY CLICKING FOR YOU NOW?) Tine huffs and gets up, leaving Nancy behind. Sarawat sees Tine leaving and tries to leave the mob to chase after him.

Tine then bumps into Mil and apologizes. Mil addresses Tine by name and says it’s okay. Tine asks how Mil knows his name and Mil says that Tine is a uni cheerleader so of course he knows his name. Tine apologizes again and Mil says he won’t be mad about Tine bumping into him if Tine lets him take a selfie with Tine. Tine ends up agreeing and Mil takes the selfie and thanks him before moving on. Tine tries to leave again, but Sarawat stops him this time. Sarawat asks what’s wrong with Tine and why he took a photo with someone.

Tine says that who he takes pictures with is none of Sarawat’s business and that he didn’t say anything when a bunch of girls surrounded Sarawat, handing him drinks and hugging him. Sarawat points out he accepted no drinks and gave no hugs, so Tine had better think more carefully before saying that. Tine moves to leave anyway and Sarawat asks what his problem is. Tine finally admits he’s jealous and after a stare down, he walks in the other direction. Sarawat watches him go with an evaluating look on his face.

The next morning, Tine wakes up and hears his phone go off. Sarawat asks if Tine still wants to get Scrubb’s autographs and that he’s waiting for Tine. We then see Sarawat waiting outside the Faculty of Architecture. Tine remembers all the things that have lead him to this moment of realizing his feelings for Sarawat, or at least his jealousy. Sarawat continues to wait. (Poor bby, he will always wait, won’t he.) However he gets called inside as everyone is ready and Sarawat can wait no longer.

Later he comes out with his guitar and checks his phone again. Tine finally runs up and asks if he can still get the autographs. Sarawat says no way since his show was, “Over like 10 years ago.) Tine’s face falls and he says he drank too much last night and he can’t remember anything. The only thing he remembers is watching Sarawat play live and waking up in his room. (YOU LIAR. JUST ADMIT YOU LIKE SARAWAT!) Sarawat looks disappointed for a moment and nods his head, as if understanding that it still continues to be difficult to woo this disaster of a beautiful boy.

Sarawat then says the Scrubb concert is still going on and he asks if Tine still wants to go. Tine says there’s no need to ask and heads in. They make it in time for the last song. Tine says the song they’re playing is called Deep. The band calls for everyone to put their hands in the air and Tine gets up on a railing to sit and watch. Sarawat tells Tine to hold on to him so he won’t fall. Tine just rests an arm on Sarawat’s shoulder, but Sarawat puts it around him. (HE’S TRYING SOOOO HARD!!!) Tine asks what Sarawat is doing and Sarawat says he’s afraid Tine will fall. Tine just shakes his head and goes back to enjoying the music. Sarawat sneaks looks at Tine as he enjoys the concert and he smiles.

The scene cuts back to when Tine was helping Sarawat redecorate his room and he told Sarawat his favorite band was Scrubb. And then his invitation to Tine for the bar the other night and his performance. (This is supposed to be in time to the line from the song Deep about the moments that bring them together.) The montage continues with a few more scenes and then comes back to the concert where everyone is waving their hands. Tine scoffs and waves Sarawat’s hand for him. Sarawat scolds Tine for waving at the wrong rhythm even though he claims to be a fan. Tine tells him it’s the right rhythm. Sarawat pulls his hand away and tells Tine to wave instead. Tine does so and Sarawat says it’s cuter when Tine waves anyway. (SOOOO SMOOOOOTH.)

Tine smiles and the concert continues. The singer then calls for everyone to put both their hands in the air and jump. The crowd does so and Tine just goes back to waving Sarawat’s hand. The concert ends to a large amount of applause. Tine complains about his butt hurting and Sarawat asks if he told Tine to sit on the railing/divider. Sarawat then asks if the crowd is screaming for him or Scrubb. Tine asks who would scream for him. (YOU WILL AT SOME POINT TINE. I KNOW IT.) Tine then thanks Sarawat for being there with him and Sarawat says it was fun.

Sarawat then asks how did Tine know they would play Deep. Tine says he was there watching their concert on campus last year and he got the same feeling. He also remarks that he misses that time because he was really happy. Sarawat says he knows and Tine asks how he knows. Sarawat then remembers the concert and how a young Tine had been jumping and bumped into him. Tine had bowed quickly in apology before going right back to enjoying the concert. Sarawat’s gaze is immediately interested. Before Sarawat can say how he knows, the episode ends.

The jealousy is real on both ends next week. WHEN WILL THEY LEARN?!

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devil-kindred · 4 years

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Get to Know Me - raisinghellinotherworlds

Saw @pd3 do this and though I’d give it a go!

1. Name : Siren (it’s a pseudonym!)

2. Nationality: American

3. Age: 27

4. Birthday: January 29th

5. Zodiac sign (or your primal zodiac sign): Aquarius

6. Gender: Female

7. Sexuality: Heterosexual

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8. Your looks (add a picture or describe yourself)

For the record this is the only recent picture of myself I like and this is about as much of my face as you’ll ever see bc I know my angles.

9. What do you/did you study?: I went to school for a Bachelors in Arts with and emphasis on Sciences but never finished it bc 1) college is expensive and 2) I don’t know what I want to do career-wise so there’s not a point in going back anymore.

10. What’s your current job like?/What job would you like to have?: I’m a service desk associate at a department store. Something where I could deal with less people bc boy does this job push my patience sometimes.

11. What is your birth order?: Firstborn/Oldest.

12. How many siblings do you have?: Technically four, but only two living.

13. Do you have good relations with your family?: My immediate family. My siblings are closer to each other (but they’re only two years apart) but we get along. I also have a good relationship with my parents though I’m not as close to my mom as I could be it’s hard to forget the not nice things your parent say to you as a kid.

14. How many friends do you have?: Lots though only a few I see/talk to on a regular basis.

15. Your relationship status: Single.

16. What do you look for in a SO?: Intelligent, kind, has a sense of humor.

17. Do you have a crush?: I guess.

18. When was your first kiss?: WHY *sighs* I was... 25.

19. Do you prefer serious and meaningful relationships or casual dating/one night stands?: I’ve... never been in an actual relationship? I’d like to say serious.

20. What are your deal breakers? Being rude, cheating, and treating me like a child/you know what’s best for me/someone in need of saving (new flash, i am not your princess peach/some damsel in distress. If you need to rescue someone I am not your girl).

21. How was your day?: It’s still early into the day and I go to work in about an hour and a half and I get to close so we’ll see!

22. Favourite food & drink: French Fries. Or anything with potatoes. I’m a fiend. And Dr. Pepper or Coffee.

23. What position do you sleep in?: On my side/stomach on the part of the bed that’s against the wall.

24. What was your last dream about?: It was... highly NSFT and no, I will not go into detail.

25. Your fears: I’m not a fan of spiders or bugs of any kind really, I hate clowns, and I don’t like thunderstorms. Or tornados.

26. Your dreams: Move, either out of state or out of the country.

27. Your goals: See above.

28. Any pets?: A bird, Momo.

29. What are your hobbies?: Writing, playing video games, and reading (fanfic or books)

30. Any cool places in your area?: I’m sure there are but I live in a town surrounded by corn and other farmland so... it’s anyone’s best guess.

31. What was your last awkward situation?: The other day when a customer stared at me for a solid three minutes when I explained that due to the pandemic we’re no longer offering one of our services in an effort to reduce contact.

32. What is your last regret?: That I didn’t realize the true nature of some people who I no longer speak to sooner.

33. Language/s you can speak: English, Spanish (I’m so rusty though), a little bit of French, and a teeny tiny bit of Japanese.

34. Do you believe in astrological stuff? (Zodiac, tarot, etc.): I believe in my many things so yes.

35. Have any quirks?: Uh... I mess with my hair when I’m nervous? & the more nervous I get my (already high) voice gets higher and will go up several octaves the more nervous I get?

36. Your pet peeves: People in my apartment building slamming the front door all the damn time.

37. Ideal vacation: Somewhere with nice scenery and where it’s calm.

38. Any scars?: Quite a few small ones on my head from a car accident when I was just a baby (I went through a window- got a few scrapes but other than that was unharmed) and one on my hand (it’s on both sides of my hand too) from when I was toddler and got bit by a dog.

39. What does your last text message say?: “I’ll let you know when I get some gameplay posted!” I have a sideblog for casual TS4 gameplay. Was telling a friend that I was going to post new stuff soon.

40. Last 5 things from your search history: No thanks! It’s all just checking if a word is really a word and spelling anyways.

41. What’s your [Device] background?: Lockscreen is a wallpaper from FFXV ft. The Chocobros; Hope Screen is Sam & Evie.

42. What do you daydream about?: Writing mostly.

43. Describe your dream home: Decent amount of space, a library room to hold all my books... good lighting, comfy.... preferably NOT in the middle of nowhere.

44. What’s your religion/Your thought about religion: I am not a fan. Particularly of Christianity but everyone has their own beliefs and in that regard, to each their own. Just don’t try to convert me bc the answer is f*ck no.

45. Your personality type: INFP.

46. The most dangerous thing you’ve done?: Climbed onto the roof of the shed when I was little because I got something stuck up there.

47. Are you happy with your current life?: For the most part!

48. Some things you’ve tried in your life: Gymnastics, Ballet, etc.

49. What does your wardrobe consist of?: Lots of t-shirts, jeans, shorts, flats, boots, etc.

50. Favourite colour to wear?: Black or Blue.

51. How would you describe your style?: Extremely casual.

52. Are you happy with your current looks?: Kinda? I really need to cut my hair because it’s gotten so long it’s annoying. But I can put up with it until it’s safe again bc pandemic. My hair is not that important I assure you.

53. If you could change/add something to your appearance - impossible or not - what would it be?: Oh God, could I be taller? Like at least 5’3”? Which is still teeny but better than my 4’9” ass.

Do you have any piercings or tattoos?: I have 3 piercings and three tattoos (two finished, one in progress)

55. Do you get complimented often?: Maybe? I’m oblivious to the point that you could have a flashing neon sign with the compliment written on it and it would probably still go over my head.

56. Favourite aesthetic?: Biker Chic!

57. A popular trend that you dislike: Neon.

58. Songs you’re currently obsessed with?: Blessed Be - Spiritbox.

59. Song you normally wouldn’t admit you like: If I like a song, I like it. But if I have to pick one, I know everyone hates Despacitio. I know, ok but I really like the original version bc I like the sound. Latin music always has a fun groove to it.

60. Favourite genre?: Rock & Metal.

61. Favourite artist/band/genre?: Type O Negative, Pallbearer, Ice Nine Kills. Give me all the goth rock/metal and just fun metal in general.

62. Hated popular songs/artists?: Oh boy... don’t hate me but I um... don’t care too much for T Swift? And I’m not a fan of country.

63. Put your music on shuffle and list first 5: Devil’s // Door - VCTMS, Karasu - The GazettE, Path - Apocalyptica, I Walk the Line - Halsey, Drumming Song - Florence + the Machine

64. Can you sing or play any instruments?: I can kinda play bass but I’m still learning so it’s just like... the very bare basics.

65. Do you like karaoke?: I’m very self-conscious so no.

66. Own any albums?: Yes, though majority are digital.

67. Do you listen to radio? What stations?: Yes. I have it on for background noise in my room in which case I don’t pay attention to it, but I have XM radio in my car where I listen to Octane/Liquid Metal/Turbo.

68. Favourite movie/series?: The Dark Knight trilogy or Hellraiser or Nightbreed.

69. Favourite genre of movies/books/etc: Horror, Sci-fi, and fantasy.

70. Your fictional crush/es: Too many. Look at my OCs and their SO’s and you’ll find a bunch of them.

71. Which fictional character is you?: My friends would say Mira Jane from Fairy Tail. My bestie says Mercedes from Fire Emblem Three Houses (minus the devout part bc... I do not have nice feelings re-religion. You do you though!).

72. Are you a shipper? List your otps, if so: Yes, and once again you’ll be reading for eternity. So I’ll sum it up as too many to list.

73. Favourite greek god?: Apollo.

74. A legend from where you live that you like: It’s said that before big disasters happen in the town I live in + the surrounding areas, that you’ll see a panther. Supposedly one has been seen before at least 4 different bad things that have happened over the years. I’m in the midwest though so take that as you will.

75. Do you like art?: I do but I don’t really have a favorite. ... I am kinda partial to Van Gogh though.

76. Can you share your other social media?: I have a Pinterest but since my other social media has my name (which I also share with an OC whoops. That’s what I get for being indecisive and going the first name the name generator gave me) I’d rather not. If you ask and we’re friends I’ll probably give it to you but...

77. Favourite youtubers?: I don’t really watch too many anymore but I’ve been watching a lot of jacksepticeye’s gameplay. Aside that I tend to just watch channels like PlayStation Access or Outsidexbox.

78. Favourite platform?: Instagram

79. How much time do you spend on the internet?: More than I should, I’m sure.

80. What video games have you played? Which one’s your favourite? Uh, if I had to list them all you’d literally be reading this for eternity. To sum it up, I mostly play RPGs/JRPGs, open-world, survival horror (my fave), and a few (emphasis on few) FPS. Favorites are (once again with a limit): Bioshock, Dragon Age, Mass Effect, Until Dawn, Silent Hill 2, and Fatal Frame.

81. Your favourite books (manga also counts): do you know how f*cking hard this question is as someone who’s a bookworm? Ok, ok um... Gotta have a limit or I’ll never shut up... um... Three favorites: The Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern, Horns by Joe Hill, and American Gods by Neil Gaiman.

82. Do you play board/card games?: On occasion! They’re best with bigger groups but alas, my apartment is rather small and I don’t have a lot of space for multiple people so I don’t play them often.

83. Have you ever been to a night marathon in cinema? No, but it sounds fun.

84. Favourite holiday: Halloween!

85. Are you into dramas?: As in, tv dramas? Kinda? I have a friend on lived in SK for a time and got into K-dramas so I watch them with her from time-to-time when she visits.

Would you use a Death Note if you had one?: No.

87. What changes would you make in the world, no matter how impossible, if you had the power to?: Oh boy... make everyone get along, ensure everyone could live their life to the best possible, etc.

88. Could you survive a zombie apocalypse?: Possibly.

89. If you had to be turned into a paranormal being, what would it be?: I’m going with mythical instead of strictly paranormal but... a vampire!

90. What would you want to happen to you after your death?: As in to my body? Cremate me. To my stuff, give my books to a good home and take care of my bird.

91. If you had to change your name, what would be your pick?: Most people call me by my middle name already since I got tired of people calling me the wrong name (& I like my middle name better) and insisting my first name was actually a nickname (it’s not, it’s the same as the musician I’m named after) so if I were to eventually be bothered enough, I’d have it legally changed to my middle name.

92. Who would you switch your life with for a week?: I don’t know to be honest. I’m fairly happy with my life so I think I’d just not switch.

93. Pick an emoji to be your tattoo: 🌊

94. Write 3 things about yourself - only one of them must be true: I took karate classes for several years, I’ve never dyed my hair, I’ve had two jobs thus far.

95. Cold or hot?: Cold I guess? If we’re talking in reference to seasons give me cool (aka Fall).

96. Be a hero or be a villain?: Hero because being a villain would mean I’d have to be mean to people and I can’t even pick the mean options in video games without feeling guilty so...

97. Sing everything you want to say or rhyme?: um... no? I’m not quite certain what this means but I’m going to go with no?

98. Shapeshifting or controlling time?: Shapeshifting!

99. Be immortal or be immune to everything aside from natural death?: Immortal.

#get to know me #get to know siren #my face #please DON’T REBLOG #my apologies to anyone on mobile #i put a read more and it shows up if i view my blog in my web browser but isn’t showing when i view it in the app!

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Mated Part 5 (Finale)

Werewolf!Luke

Warnings: smut, some violence

A/N: The final part is finally here! I’ve had so much fun writing this and I hope I did okay working in everyone’s suggestions. Let me know what you think about the series, and make sure to stay tuned for my next series: Vampire!Luke

Masterlist

Parties were really not her scene. The whole thing is entirely too overwhelming in her opinion. The music is constantly competing with the noise of the conversation, the frat houses are always way too crowded and chaotic, and there was never a good place to sit that wasn’t already occupied by some dry humping couple. Plus, Michael always wandered off after ten minutes, leaving her alone. It wasn’t like he was intentionally ditching her, he’s just an extreme people person and got distracted easily. There was one exception to this hatred of parties, however, and it was when she got drunk off her ass. This party was stocked with her favorite drink, peach vodka, as well as many other fruity drinks (she didn’t care what anyone said, beer is fucking gross). Upon her arrival, Michael handed her a line of shots and before she knew it she was plastered. Drunk Y/N was starkly different from her sober self. Everyone she met while drunk was her new best friend and dance partner which meant she had been in the mosh pit for the majority of the party. Before she knew it, the time she was supposed to spend at the party was up and her phone was buzzing. She fought her way out of the crowded house and into the backyard where it was more quiet. She immediately hit the ‘accept call’ button when she saw Luke’s contact picture lighting up her lockscreen.

“Baaaabbyyyyyyyyyy!” she answered excitedly.

“Someone sounds like she’s had a few drinks,” he laughs.

“Yesss! They have those fruit vodkas that I love so much.”

“Are you ready for me to pick you up yet?” he asks.

“Noooooo, I’m having so much funn! Everyone here s’nice and dancing is so funnn!” she slurs her speech and he laughs again.

“Okay just please stick with someone you know. It’s dangerous to be alone when you’re drunk.”

“NOOOO! Lukey pleeease come dance with me. Everyone else gets to grind on their boyfriend except me!” she whined.

“Oh, love you know I wish I could,” he sighed, “but the reason I called to see if you were ready to go was so that I could send Calum to get you. There’s a bit of a… situation that requires my attention.” Disappointment settled in her stomach with all of the alcohol. She really wanted to feel his presence behind her as she danced, pressing kisses to the back of her neck like she knew he would. Luke had to hang up shortly after that, leaving her to her own devices again. She remembered that he had said to find Michael, so she wobbled back into the house and squeezed past the bodies, trying to spot a flash of his red hair. She had no such luck, and decided to slump against the wall since she was feeling pretty dizzy.

“Hey,” a guy wearing a bomber jacket leaned down so she could hear him, “Are you looking for the guy you came in with? I think I saw him a few minutes ago, I can show you where he is,” The guy seemed nice enough, so she supposed there couldn’t be any harm in letting him help. She nodded her head and accepted his hand to help her up, then followed him out the back door.

“Are you sure Michael was out here? He’s not much of a nature person,” she said, swatting a tree branch out of her way. They had been walking through the woods for a few minutes, and she was starting to doubt this guy’s sense of direction.

“Is this Michael bloke your boyfriend?” the guy asked, completely dodging her question.

“Uhm, no, just my friend. My boyfriend couldn’t come tonight,” she said, frowning at the thought of it. If Luke were here, she wouldn’t be traipsing through the forest, looking for her idiot best friend.

“So,” he said, turning around and pressing her against a tree, “he wouldn’t mind if we had a little fun, would he?”

“Gross!” she said, delivering a powerful knee to his balls, “Hitting on a drunk girl? Real classy dude. Get lost.” She left him crouching against the tree, and headed in the direction that she hopes was back towards the frat house. She had a feeling he wouldn’t have any trouble getting lost, since he had effectively gotten her very confused about where she was in the woods. It was very dark tonight, and she felt very unconfident in her ability to navigate while drunk. She whipped out her phone to call Calum to come get her, but of course, there was no cell service. This is how every horror movie starts. The feeling of these woods was much more daunting than any other night, it felt like there were many different eyes on her, but her human senses weren’t keen enough to see them. Her steps slowed because she was definitely going the wrong way at this point because the forest was becoming much thicker and harder to get through. So of course, like the clumsy heroine of every movie, her foot gets caught in a tree root and she scrapes her knee.

“Fuck!” she says to herself. She was really in a predicament now. She heard a shuffling in the trees just behind her. It was probably the serial murderer, who conveniently just escaped from prison, coming to kill her. She shut her eyes tight, not wanting to see his scary mask made of human flesh. The mask always makes it worse.

“Y/N,” to her pleasant surprise, she heard Luke’s voice. She opened her eyes and she had never been so happy to see his famous disapproving glare.

“Lukey!” she jumped up and wrapped her arms around him, “You just materialized in the woods like a twilight vampire! I really thought I was going to die…”

“Well good thing I was in the area,” he said, smoothing over her messy hair, “didn’t I say not to come in the woods alone again?”

“Yeah… but you also said to find someone I know, and this guy, who turned out to not be so nice, said he saw Michael in the woods,” she said, gripping at his soft flannel happily despite his stern expression. And speak of the devil, there was another sound of crunching leaves coming from the direction she had left the dude clutching his balls.

“Y/N!” he sounded winded, “Don’t just run off like that, we weren’t done talking….” He trails off as if he’s just now noticing the 6 foot something guy standing next to her.

“Who the hell are you? I found her first, so sod off,” the guy whined.

“What a coincidence, we were just talking about you. I’m her boyfriend,” Luke said, taking a menacing step towards the guy.

“Woah mate, let’s not do anything rash,” the guy says, stepping back away from Luke until his back was up against a tree, “she came onto me…”

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to hit you in front of my girl,” Luke says calmly, “But just remember next time you think about luring an intoxicated girl into the forest, I’ve got eyes all around these woods,” Luke slams the guys shoulder further into the tree, “And it would be a shame if you lost the few inches of what you have, considering the only way you can get any now is through date rape, and that’s with a dick.” The guy was trembling with fear, which didn’t surprise her since she knew first hand how scary Luke can be. Luke backed off and turned back to her.

“Can you walk, love?” he asked, accessing her injured knee.

“Yeah, I think so,” she said, but he put his arm around her to support her injured side nonetheless. They left the guy there and started off in the direction of what she guessed was the road.

“Alright, I learned my lesson,” Luke says after a few minutes of silence, “No more forcing you to go to parties alone.”

Once they reached the road, she saw that Calum was already waiting for them in his car at the exact place that they emerged from the forest. Luke got in the backseat with her and they drove in silence. Calum had the good sense not to say anything, since there was obviously tension in the air. Even though Luke was holding her hand tightly in his, he still seemed angry with her.

When they entered the house, everyone who had stayed home from whatever patrol they were out doing was gathered in the den, watching a movie. Claire and Crystal both jumped up to greet them, and they both had a look of disappointment in their eyes.

“Y/N, your dress!” exclaimed Claire, pointing to the dirt and dried leaves staining her dress.

“And what happened to your hair, were you attacked by a raccoon?” laughed Crystal.

“Umm, I had this really good drink and I drank lots and lots of it, then a mean boy tricked me into going into the forest,” Y/N explained, still playing with Luke’s flannel in his hands.

“Will you two watch Y/N for a moment? As you can see, she’s drunk off her ass,” muttered Luke as he detached her fingers from his shirt and went into the kitchen. Y/N’s eyes welled up with tears, and the sober girl trapped inside her groaned as she entered the worst stage of being drunk: the crying stage. The littlest things would make her cry, but once she started it was hard to stop.

“He hates me,” she cried, flinging herself into Crystal’s arms. Crystal seemed a bit startled, but she wrapped her arms around her and tried to calm her down. Luke was back in a few minutes, and he had to pry her away from Crystal to get her to take so painkillers and a big glass of water.

“Alright, come on,” he said softly, wiping at her wet cheeks and runny nose. He picked her up and gave Crystal an apologetic smile before carrying Y/N upstairs. It took ten minutes of him holding her in bed for her to calm down.

“I don’t hate you,” he whispered into her hair, “I like you very very much.” He kept reassuring her as he rubbed her back. She was a little ashamed of her childishness, but not angry at being able to sit in his lap and snuggle up against him.

“Sorry,” she hiccuped, “shouldn’t have gone out on my own.”

“It’s alright darling, was just worried about you ‘s’all,” he brushes through her hair, “another human was killed by the other pack tonight, so I was a bit on edge.”

“You’re pretty,” she said suddenly. It was true. Looking up at him with only the moonlight illuminating his face made her reach up and stroke his cheek.

“Thanks,” he laughed. She pressed a kiss just beneath his jaw and decided to stay there for a bit, sucking a mark of her own into his skin. The buttons of his flannel were so easy to unbutton that she got through the first three before he even noticed.

“Y/N, don’t do this to me when you’re drunk,” he groaned. He saw right through her, but she couldn’t help it. She always got horny after she cried when she was drunk.

“Please,” she begged, “I need it.” She had moved to straddle his lap so she had better access to his lips. She pressed her mouth to his before he could protest anymore, and playfully bit down on his bottom lip. He pulled her closer, but she could tell he was conflicted about it, which is why she had to be sneaky about trying to undo his zipper.

“Y/N,” he said more sternly against her lips, “I don’t feel right taking advantage of drunk girls.” She pouted at him but he only pulled her back to his mouth, and placed his hands on her hips. She wasn’t sure what game they were playing, but she was willing to find out. He rubbed circles into her hip bone, and she noticed he subtly hiked her dress up so that it was just her panties against his jeans. She got the hint and began to circle her hips against his thigh, sighing as the pressure she felt was relieved. He moved his lips to her neck and began sucking a mark into her skin.

“Looks like I’ll have to give you more of these, so everyone will know whose girl you are,” he says, and she gasps as he grazes his teeth against her skin.

“Luke,” she whines, “I need… more.” There was too much in between him and her.

“Need help baby?” he asks, and she nods fervently. He reaches beneath her and rips her underwear easily, flinging it somewhere across the dark room. He took her hips firmly in his hands and guided her movements against him.

“There you go, it’s better when I do it for you, isn’t it?” she nods again. She planted her hands around his shoulders and kissed him deeply again. The pressure was finally building inside her, but she couldn’t help feeling like he was neglected. There was a noticeable bulge in his pants, and she wanted to help him feel good too. So, again, she snuck her hand to his pants and palmed him through his jeans. He let out a short lived moan that he cut off before she could revel in it.

“Hands to yourself, I won’t tell you again,” he placed her hand back on his shoulder. She tightened her arms around his neck and hid her face so he couldn’t see any more of her plotting looks. She carefully inched away from the wet spot she’d made on his jeans and toward where his cock was straining against his zipper. Before he knew it, she was grinding directly on his erection. His hips jerked up a bit and his grip on her tightened, but he didn’t stop her, which she took as a sign to keep going.

“Jesus,” he said breathlessly, pulling away, “you don’t listen to a word I say.” His words were scolding her, but the smirk on his face told her otherwise. She smirked back at him and quickened her pace to catch him up to her.

“Look at you, so worked up just from rubbing yourself off on my cock. Are you going to cum for me baby?” She nodded her head and collapsed on top of him less than a minute later. She was sufficiently worn out.

“Well, I think these jeans have seen their last day,” he rasped. She was laying her head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat attempt to return to a normal rhythm. Looking down at his jeans though, she knew what he meant. There were several different spots of her own arousal, as well as the remnants of his release soaking through the material.

“C’mon love, you need a bath. You’re covered in dirt and cum,” he pulled at her arm and she groaned, wanting to just fall asleep how they were. It took several attempts on his part, but he finally got her in the bathtub on the condition that he get in as well. They soaked in the lavender bubbles and she fell asleep a few times, but he managed to get her clean. The last stage of her drunk routine was to get very sleepy, very quickly, and this was evident to Luke as she crawled into bed without even drying her hair. He smiled and kissed the top of her damp head before climbing in next to her.

The situation with the rival werewolf clan had only worsened two weeks after the party. They had decided to target Y/N since whenever the mate of the alpha dies, the pack is practically useless, which would be the perfect time to strike. Unfortunately, this meant that anything that had her scent on it could be a target. She had come home one night to find her dorm room completely ransacked. Thankfully, Rebecca had been at her boyfriend’s place that night, but it was still scary. She didn’t want anyone to get hurt because of her. Luke was even more protective than he usually was, so there hadn’t been a moment that she wasn’t with him or another member of the pack (except for when she was in class) since the incident in her dorm. It was just a little over a week before Christmas, and she was starting to fear for her friend’s lives. Thankfully, everyone had left campus for the holiday. Well, everyone expect Michael. He spent all of his money on a new gaming system, so he was stuck in his dorm for Christmas. And maybe it was irrational, but Y/N worried that the other pack would go after Michael in his dorm, considering she used to spend a little of time there and her scent was probably all over it. So after a whole day of begging Luke, he agreed to let Michael in on the secret and have him stay at the house for safety. Michael took it surprisingly well, saying that he knew there was something off about Luke. Y/N was sitting in the kitchen at the house waiting for Calum and Crystal to return from picking up Michael.

“I don’t see why I couldn’t go along,” Y/N grumbled to Luke who was attempting to make breakfast, “Hey! Don’t do that.” She took the bowl of whisked eggs that he was about to put in the microwave out of Luke’s hands. She flicked on the stove and let the pan heat up.

“Because if you go then we have to worry about protecting two humans instead of one,” he said, “and also because I wouldn’t get you all to myself.” He wrapped his arms around her from behind and pecked her shoulder.

“Are you making food, Y/N?” several of the younger wolves immediately came downstairs at the smell of food cooking. Luke sighed and mumbled something about it being nice while it lasted. After making a much larger batch of eggs, they all sat around the huge table to eat. Luke insisted there wasn’t enough seating for everyone (even though there definitely was), so he pulled her into his lap. When Michael finally arrived, there was an odd silence from everyone, as if they could all sense something that she couldn’t. Calum walked through the door first, then Michael and Crystal followed. Y/N thought they were walking awfully close together for strangers, then she spotted their intertwined hands. She turned back to Luke in confusion.

“Michael is Crystal’s mate,” Luke whispered in her ear. A rush of joy pulsed through her at the thought of her friend finally finding a nice girl to date. This meant that she wouldn’t have to chase off any more crazy one night stands!

That night, Y/N was counting her blessings that they had brought Michael here when they did, because they heard news that the dorms were completely torn apart by some kind of wild animal. Thankfully, no one was hurt, but it’s still scary that the other pack is so determined to kill her. The whole thing put Luke in a very bad mood.

“Luke,” she said, peaking into the room where the higher ups of the pack talked strategy, “Do you want me to pack a suitcase for you? The flight’s at 5.” They had planned to go to the states for Christmas, so Y/N’s family could meet Luke and they could get away from all of the bad werewolf business. She thought he had been pretty excited to meet her family and see where she grew up, but it was the day of their flight and he still hadn’t packed. He looked up from the papers he was going over with Ashton and the others.

“Y/N, I don’t think I’ll be able to go, I’m sorry. With all of this going on, I can’t leave the pack without a leader,” he said. She frowned and walked over to him, rubbing over his tense shoulders.

“It’s alright, I understand,” she said, and he seemed to relax a little, “I’ll just contact the airline and cancel our flight.”

“Uh, no darling, I think you’ve misunderstood. You’re still going, I don’t want you anywhere near here, it’s too dangerous.”

“If you’re not going then neither am I,” she pouted, “I want to spend the holidays with you.” He turned to her and gave her a pleading expression that screamed ‘for once can you just not fight me when it comes to your safety.’

“Fine,” she sighed, “But you’re really going to miss out. My grandma makes the best cookies and she only gives them out at Christmas time.”

“Well, give her my best regards and maybe she’ll send some back with you,” he said, pressing a kiss to her cheek before she scurried off to go finish packing.

She was at her annual family Christmas party when her phone rang. To her surprise, Ashton’s contact picture was the one on her lockscreen, not Luke’s. Luke hadn’t called her all day, which was strange because since she’s been away, they’ve talked on the phone at least three times every day. She answered the phone immediately. To receive a call from Ashton, but not Luke definitely wasn’t a normal occurrence.

“Hey Ashton, what’s up? I was just about to try calling Luke again. Is he okay?” the string of questions escaped her mouth before she could even think about it.

“Hey Y/N…. Luke’s fine… in a manner of speaking. That’s actually why I called,” his voice was cautious and she could hear muffled voices of a few of the others in the background. It sounded alarmingly calm at the pack house, which is what worried her the most.

“In a manner of speaking? What does that mean?” her voice raised an octave with concern. What if that idiot had himself gotten hurt?

“Stay calm, everything’s okay,” Ashton said, detecting the worry in her voice, “however, there is a bit of a situation over here. Before I tell you about it, it might be best to go to a different room for a few minutes, as the nature of this discussion is a bit…. Sensitive.” Y/N looked over at her elderly grandmother smiling obliviously next to her on the couch. It would probably be best to have some privacy. 75% of her family members would probably go into cardiac arrest if they knew that she was really dating a werewolf.

“Okay, I’m alone,” she said once she closed herself in the guest bedroom she was staying in.

“Alright… to start off, Luke ordered me to tell you that there is absolutely no reason for you to come home early, so don’t even think about it,” Ashton said gruffly, clearly annoyed at Luke’s forced disclaimer.

“Of course he did,” she rolled her eyes, “alright, spit it out, what’s wrong with him.”

“Okay… this might freak you out a bit (it’s really not my job to be telling you this),” he said the last part under his breath, “so wolves typically go through what we call a rut once a month when they have a mate. It lasts for a few days in which the wolf needs to be with his or her mate physically, if you know what I mean. For alpha’s, the need is much stronger considering it’s extremely important that the alpha can reproduce successfully with their mate a few times so the pack has an alpha for the next generation. Your boyfriend here clearly decided he’s immune to our species most important biological function since he let his mate leave the country toward the end of the month without even telling her about the damn thing.”

“Oh my god,” she ran a hand over her face, trying to process everything, “What happens if he doesn’t…. you know,” she trails off. Luke should have just told her himself and saved her the most awkward conversation in the world.

“It’s nothing too serious, high fever, exhaustion, headaches, nausea, pain in the lower region, and in severe cases, delusions. It’s nothing our fearless leader can’t handle, just thought I’d let you know,” Ashton says in a sarcastically chipper voice. He’s clearly angry with Luke as well.

“What?! I’m coming back right now, I’ll let you know the soonest flight I can get,” she started frantically shoving things in her suitcase while waiting for the airline’s website to load on her laptop.

“Ashton! Hand over the phone right now,” she heard Luke’s voice in the background. It sounded a bit strained, but there was no mistaking his alpha tone.

“Y/N, this is really unnecessary---” her heart broke at the sound of his voice. He sounded so tired and weak.

“I don’t want to hear one thing out of you Luke. If you had just told me in the first place I never would have left. But now because of your terrible communication skills, you’re in pain and I can’t do anything about it because there’s an ocean in between us. You’ve really put me in a terrible position, but I’m going to try to leave my house in ten minutes, and hopefully I can get a direct flight back. I should be home in 10 hours give or take, so just do your best until I get back---”

“Y/N,” he interrupted her rambling sternly, “You are not coming back early, and that’s final.” His voice was much stronger than it was when he had answered the phone. It gave her chills all down her body, but she shook it off.

“Don’t you dare try to use your alpha voice on me. I’m not part of your pack, you can’t force me to listen to you. I’m not going to sit here while you’re hurting and I could be doing something to help. I’m getting on the next flight home whether you like it or not.”

“I’m not playing around Y/N, you’ll be in big trouble if you do. It’s dangerous for you here, I’m telling you no.”

“I don’t care,” she snapped and hung up the phone before he could protest any more.

After a nine hour flight sitting next to a really whiny kid, an hour long train ride back to campus, and a ten minute walk to the house, she was finally there. The closer she got to the house, the more her head started to pound. She could feel her body reacting to being closer to him. An intense heat settled in her lower belly as she walked through the door, lugging her suitcase. Despite it being early in the morning, everyone was gathered downstairs, and they all turned to greet her. She had never seen the house this quiet, even the younger members of the pack had a solemn look on their faces. Everyone looked tired as well, so she guessed that they hadn’t slept in a while. One thing that still amazed her about the pack was how much they care for each other. If one of them didn’t sleep, then evidently none of them did.

“Morning everyone,” she said with a half smile. Out of experience, she knew none of them were keen on any aspect of the morning.

“Thanks for coming back Y/N. We were really worried, we’ve never seen him this bad,” said Claire. Y/N nodded and gave them an “of course I came back to help my poor, stupid boyfriend” expression, then she headed up the stairs. As much as she wanted to catch up with everyone, every molecule in her body was pulling her to him. She creaked open the door and the breath was knocked out of her when she saw him. She had never seen him look so weak before. He always seemed so strong and healthy to her, that she almost didn’t recognize the man laying in his bed. He was wearing only boxers with a thin sheet covering half of him. His cheeks were flushed a bright red and he had a bag of ice resting on his forehead. Every inch of him was covered with sweat, which must be his body’s way of trying to bring down his temperature. As she walked closer to him she tried to ignore the massive boner tenting the sheets. His eyes were closed and his brows furrowed, giving her the impression that he was in a restless sleep. She pressed her hand to his face gently, and gasped at the scathing temperature. Sure, he normally ran on the warmer side of things, but there was no way his body was anywhere near a normal human fever range. He looked so sickly that it seemed to her there was no way this is a rut, that he really just needs some chicken soup and some cold medicine. But the minute his eyes opened, she retracted her previous thought. His blue irises were so dark that they were practically black. His eyes held a hunger that she had never seen before.

“Hey,” she smiled down at him, brushing a bit of his hair off of his sweaty forehead, “how are you d---” before she could even finish her sentence he had pulled her onto the bed and was on top of her faster than her brain could even process. His mouth went directly for the mark he had made what seemed like so long ago on her skin, and she yelped when his teeth puncturing the skin. When he pulled off, the mark looked fresh again, and through his hazy eyes she could tell he was proud of himself. Those same dark eyes flickered up to hers and he attacked her lips. She had never seen him like this, he was ravenous. Whenever she would run out of breath, he just moved to somewhere else on her body until she could catch up. It was like he didn’t even need oxygen, just the taste of her skin. It wasn’t long before he was grinding his heavy member against her clothed center. She could tell he was harder than he had ever been before, and bigger somehow, if that was even possible. She was pooling arousal in her sweatpants after only a few minutes. She knew that if her own body was reacting this much, then his need must be ten times worse. So naturally, she did what she would always do to help the process along. Her hand slipped past the elastic of his boxer and gripped his hard member. She was able to ascertain that he must have cum in his boxers at least once just from grinding on her before her hand was ripped away. Her head lifted to look at him in confusion, only to see him glowering down at her.

“Only good girls get to touch daddy’s cock,” he said rigidly.

“But---” she started to protest, but he cut her off.

“What? Do you think you’re a good girl? Good girls listen to their daddies. I told you it was too dangerous here right now, I told you you would be punished if you came back, but you didn’t care, hmm?” Every syllable that left his lips dripped with dominance, and it really wasn’t helping the wetness gathering in her underwear.

“But I just wanted to help you cum daddy,” she pouted, and he thumbed at her lower lip. She opened her mouth and lewdly sucked at his thumb, swirling her tongue around the tip as if it was his cock, but he pulled his hand away before she could really have any fun with it.

“I know baby, but you still disobeyed me, and that means I have to punish you,” he said, moving so his lap was on full display to her, including the tent in his boxers. She was enamored by the sight of his thick thighs, but he ended her delusions quickly when he tugged her hair harshly, and she landed face down in his lap.

“We’re not playing games today, Y/N, when I tell you you’re going to be punished you damn well better get over my knee before I double your punishment.”

“Sorry,” she said, burying her face in the comforter.

“I don’t want to hear a word out of you unless you’re counting your spankings or saying our safeword, is that understood?” he ordered as he stripped her of all of her clothes. She nodded her head, still not daring to meet his eye. He gave her ten spankings and by the end of it she was practically swimming in her own arousal. She had gripped the hem of his boxers in her palms and pressed her cheek to his leg to keep quiet. Despite his severity, she still felt just as close to him as she had any other time, if not more so. Something about him taking complete control felt so natural, and she thinks he had probably been holding back until now.

“Oh baby,” he remarked as he rubbed over the tender skin of her bum, “you’re so wet, is this all for me?” She nodded, finally looking up at him with teary eyes. She felt that their bodies were becoming more and more intune with each other with every minute she spent with him, meaning she was starting to feel the full extent of his rut. She didn’t know how he felt like this a full day without going crazy.

“You did so good for me,” he cooed, his eyes softer than before as he wiped at her wet face. She suddenly couldn’t stand being so far from him, even though she was just on his lap, so she flung her arms around him and pressed her face into the crook of his neck, where he smelled of himself the most.

“What’s wrong darling?” he asked, petting over her hair a few times. She had expected him to be cross with her for moving without permission, but he seemed more concerned at her sudden outburst than anything.

“It hurts,” she sniffled.

“Where? Your bum?” he asks, prying her away from him to look at her face. She shook her head and pointed where she really burned for him, her core. It felt like there was a rope inside her that had been wound up far too tightly and far too quickly.

“Your body is probably mimicking my symptoms,” he said with a frown, “I know it hurts, but I’m going to fix it right up for you sweet girl.” The haze in his eyes from earlier wasn’t gone, but it was more focused. He had a tendency to take care of her needs above all else, which probably gave him more self control. He set her down against the pillows, careful not to put too much weight on her sore bum. She fidgeted impatiently as he finally rid himself of his boxers and his cock was finally right in front of her. It was flushed an angry shade of red and the tip was gushing precum. She had to stop herself from lunging forward and putting her mouth on him, knowing it would be the quickest way to relieve his visibly painful boner. He pumped himself a few times before finally slamming into her. She opened her mouth to scream out, but he jammed two fingers in her mouth before she could.

“Won’t last a minute if you scream like you always do baby,” he said with his eyes scrunched closed. He rested his head forward on her collarbone, trying to catch his breath. The sudden sensation on his cock after being neglected for so long must be overwhelming. She sated herself by sucking on his fingers, savoring the taste of his precum that was left behind.

“Jesus you’re still so tight,” he said in her ear, finally thrusting back into her, “how are you still this tight? Does daddy not fuck you hard enough?” He began to pound into her like he hadn’t seen her in months, when it in fact had been less than a week. She was gripping onto the sheets for dear life, knowing she couldn’t touch him unless he said so. He must have been able to read her mind because he pried her hands from the sheets and let her wrap her arms around his neck as he pulled her impossibly close to his chest. Resting her head on his shoulder, she felt nothing but bliss. She could feel the steady beat of his heart against her chest, and the tight grip he held on her hips, where there would definitely be bruises tomorrow.

“I’m so damn in love with you, you know?” he said, pressing a kiss to the side of her neck, then evidently deciding to mark up that spot too. It was the first time he’d ever said it to her, but at this point in their relationship it was implied. Still, even such a common human gesture was nice to hear, even if she already knew it.

“Love you too… so, so, so much” she replied, though her voice was muffled from being pressed into the base of his throat. He thrust up into her again and again, each time hitting that spot inside of her. One of his hands released its grip on her hip and moved to just above where they were connected to rub at her clit. She could feel herself approaching the edge, but she knew she needed permission before letting go.

“Daddy?” she asked, concentrating on holding it together despite his rough thrusts into her.

“Yes baby?” he replied with an overly sweet tone. She groaned internally. He already knew what she was going to ask and he planned on being difficult about it.

“Please can I cum?”

“Hmm, I don’t know...” he suddenly stilled completely inside her, even his fingers stopped their movements. She immediately lifted her head from his shoulder to see what on earth could have made him stop, but she was only met with his cocky expression.

“You did ask so nicely, just how I taught you,” he said, petting at her hair thoughtfully, “but bad girls who don’t listen don’t get to cum, isn’t that right?” He smirked down at her and she nodded begrudgingly, hoping if she played along he would show her some mercy. He stared down at her face for some time before sighing and resuming his thrusts.

“You can stop giving me those puppy dog eyes now,” he said, dropping her onto her back again and propping himself up above her so he was the only thing she could see, “you’re such a spoiled girl, daddy always gives you your way. You can cum.” She finally let go the moment the words left his mouth, repeating a string of “thank you’s” and soaking his cock even more. She was still trying to regain her grip on things when he pulled out of her, still fully hard. She scrunched her eyebrows together and opened her eyes to see him looking down at her, eyes still heavy with lust.

“Can you give me one more baby?” he asked. Though her body was still recovering, she nodded in reply.

“That’s my girl, get on your hands and knees,” he grinned at her. Though her limbs were a bit wobbly, she managed to do as he asked. He steadied her hips and immediately reentered her weepy hole, sighing in relief. Her legs reflexively closed for a moment, but he kept a firm grip on her thigh to keep them open. She could feel herself climbing back up the wave of pleasure again in record time. It felt so nice to be full of him and only him, to be touched by him and only him.

“Lovie?” he called, trying to get her attention as she was clearly lost in the footholds of pleasure. She replied with a short “mmhmm?”

“When I cum during my rut, my cock swells up a bit at the top to lock us together. ‘T’s called a knot, and it’ll last maybe ten minutes. Is that okay? I’ll pull out if you want,” he explained a bit breathlessly. She had to give him props for being so clear headed through all of this. He was the one actually in rut and she could barely speak coherent sentences.

“No, don’t pull out,” she said, reaching back to grab at his hand, “I want it. I want every part of you, human and wolf.” He intertwined their fingers and pulled her back up against his chest.

“Such a good girl for me, so perfect and tight. Cum whenever you’d like,” he toyed with one of her nipples in one hand, the other still gripping onto hers. She knew he was close when his thrusts started to falter and he muttered unintelligible things into her skin. She felt his knot swell up as he filled her up with his release, which was enough to send her towards her second orgasm. They both flopped back onto the mattress, and he wrapped an arm around her middle as he pumped his hot cum inside her. She couldn’t be happier in that moment. Knowing that he wasn’t in pain anymore and was lying safe and happy next to her was definitely worth the unexpected plane ride.

“Don’t ever leave me again,” he said, nuzzling into her neck and breathing in her scent. She laughed at his puppy-like antics and reached back to ruffle his hair. It seemed any clarity he had earlier was gone and left him with a clouded mind again. He made her cum and third time on his knot, then after that she lost count. She tried not to think about the fact that the house was filled with individuals with super hearing. Each time he came, he was a bit more sated, until they both finally fell asleep. He was too tired to even pull out of her, so as she drifted off she relished in the feeling of him snug inside her.

She woke up in the middle of the night because she was cold. This hadn’t happened to her since she started dating Luke since he’s practically a walking space heater. Falling asleep naked after sex was never an issue because he was always right up against her, keeping her warm. Regardless, in her drowsy state she just rolled out of bed, stumbled over to the wardrobe, and pulled on one of Luke’s hoodies. It was only when she turned back to the bed that she realized it was empty. Her boyfriend’s long body wasn’t spread out over it, taking up over half of the space. Her initial inclination was that he was just downstairs getting something to eat, considering they had both burned enough calories to warrant a feast. Despite her tired limbs, she put on a pair of his sweatpants and went downstairs to make sure he didn’t try to microwave eggs again. The kitchen, however, was completely empty as well. She wandered into the den as well as the strategy room, but he wasn’t there either. She even checked the garage, but it was like he vanished into thin air. Her heart was starting to beat erratically. He would have woken her to tell her if he left the house for any reason… unless. Unless he didn’t want her to know where she was going. She ran to Ashton’s room and turned on the lamp next to his bed.

“Y/N?” he asked, rubbing his eyes.

“Luke is gone. I can’t find him anywhere and I’m worried,” she explains. Ashton flops back onto the bed and shoved a pillow on his head to block out the light.

“He’s probably just gone on a walk or something. He’s a big boy he can take care of himself,” his voice was muffled by the pillow. She huffed, turning out the light, and leaving the room. She wouldn’t get anywhere with any of the wolves, they all have a habit of being in terrible moods when first waking up. She decided to take things into her own hands, so she shoved some warm boots on and walked out the door, heading into the forest, aka the one place Luke asks her never to go alone. She couldn’t help it, there was a bad feeling settled in the pit of her stomach, and she had to make sure he was okay. Something inside of her told her which direction to go, and she had to hope that it was some cool werewolf mate thing that allowed her to find Luke, and not just a stupid voice inside her head. Eventually, she came upon a scene that made the hair on the back of her neck stand up and her stomach churn. Two wolves were fighting, or the had been fighting, as from the looks of it the one on the ground didn’t have much of a chance to fight back at this point. Its coat was matted with blood and she could tell its breathing was labored. The wolf standing over it had a few considerable wounds as well, but at least it could still stand. She felt out of place watching these two ethereal creatures fight, like it was something she shouldn’t be allowed to see. She knew what Luke would want her to do: turn around and go home. He wouldn’t want her to see this side of him. And she definitely knew he would be furious if she threw herself in between the two wolves, but she had no choice. The wolf lying on the ground, too injured to even stand, had a golden coat. It was the same wolf who had saved her from an unruly Calum, the same wolf who watched over her when she sleepwalked into the forest. She would recognize that wolf anywhere, and she wouldn’t watch the love of her life be killed right before her eyes without at least putting up a fight.

“Stop!” she screamed, flinging herself in between Luke and the other wolf. This wolf was the scariest she had ever seen, and the blood covering his muzzle definitely didn’t help. It was just as big as Luke, who was previously the biggest wolf she had ever seen. She didn’t care how much it bared its fangs at her, she held her ground and tried to make herself as big as possible to protect the sheer surface area of Luke’s horse-sized wolf form. To her surprise, she heard a growl not from in front of her, but from behind her. Luke was growling at her. It was weak, but he was clearly intending to scold her. She didn’t need werewolf telepathy to know that he was telling her to get out of the way. She ignored it.

“Back off,” she warned the other wolf, but his advance did not slow. In fact, he seemed even more fixed on killing, though it was clear it intended to kill Y/N first so Luke had to watch her die before he met his end as well. Once it was within a few feet of them, Y/N reached to the ground, grabbed the nearest thing to her (which happened to be a decent sized rock), and threw it. To her surprise, the rock actually hit her target straight between the eyes. She knew the wolf certainly wouldn’t collapse just because a weak human threw a pebble at it, but it did falter a bit.

“You’re pathetic,” she spit, “waiting for him to be at his weakest to lure him out here and fight you. A true leader doesn’t play cheap tricks to try and overpower the opponent. It’s because you knew you wouldn’t stand a chance if he fought you with his true strength.” She didn’t care if this only pissed the wolf off more, she was furious. He clearly chose to lure Luke into a fight while he was still in his rut, and from what Ashton had told her, wolves lose about half of their strength during the time that it lasts. The wolf did what she could only perceive as its best attempt at an evil laugh in its wolf form, and resumed its advance. She was trembling with fear, but she didn’t move an inch. She would stay with Luke till the very end, even if that meant dying now. However, before the wolf could lunge at her, the sound of huge paws running towards them filled the air, and before she knew it half of the pack was jumping through the air, shoving the bad wolf out of the way. It took her a few seconds to register that they were out of danger, then she immediately turned to Luke. He was in bad shape, she knew that much, but since she didn’t have much experience as a veterinarian, she wouldn’t know the full extent of the damage till he shifted back into human form.

“Luke? Everything is going to be okay now, just hold on a little longer till we can get some help,” she ran her fingers through his soft fur and was relieved when he opened his eyes and she could see his blue orbs again. He feebly lifted his head a bit to nuzzle into her body, and she tried her best to comfort him while the pack finished off whatever was left of the other wolf.

Getting Luke to shift back into his human form while he was barely conscious was a struggle, but he eventually did and Ashton carried him back to the house on his back. Luckily, the damage to his body wasn’t life threatening, and she could already see his body’s accelerated healing working. She had a hard time leaving him even to go get a glass of water, even though he wasn’t even awake. It was stupid for her to feel so fiercely protective of his resting body, knowing that even in his injured state he could protect himself better than she could, but she couldn’t shake it. She knew that even if the pack hadn’t come to rescue them, she would’ve given her life for him without hesitation. Ashton had of course apologized profusely to her for dismissing her panic so quickly, but she was just glad they had realized in time. Everyone went back to their beds after all of the excitement, and they urged her to do the same, but she instead sat in a chair next to Luke’s bed, watching each cut and bruise slowly disappear from his skin. It was funny, now that she thinks about it, that she ever tried to give him a hickey or a love bite. If his body heals this quickly from the vicious gashes left by the other wolf, there was no point in trying to leave any lasting mark on him from simply grazing him with her human teeth. When he woke up, she didn’t know if she wanted to attack him with a hug or smack him in the head. She didn’t do either of course, since she didn’t want to hurt him while he was still fragile.

“You are an idiot Luke Hemmings,” she said sternly as he fluttered his eyes open. He let out a half hearted laugh.

“I could say the same about you, love. Did you really think flinging a rock would stop a 7 foot wolf?”

“Well I had to do something since my numbskull boyfriend decided it was a good idea to fight the other pack’s alpha by himself in the middle of his rut,” she retorted.

“Alright, alright, we’ll talk about this later. I just want to hold you right now,” he said, pulling her towards him. She gave him a hard look for a few seconds before eventually complying and crawling up next to him. She was careful not to put any weight on his injuries.

“Don’t you ever try something like that again,” she muttered as he wrapped his arms around her, “I would really be lost without you.”

“Alright, you’ve got my word,” he said.

“Good. I want as much time with you as possible.”

“I like that plan,” he said, pressing a kiss to the side of her head, both of them savoring the time ahead of them.

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