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seanfalco · 1 year

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Keep Y’Warm

Nathan Young x f!Reader

Word Count: 1.3k Tags/Warnings: flirting, suggestive themes, pretty tame really Prompt: I decided to participate in @/yearoftheotpevent‘s Year of the OTP (except using reader inserts). For January’s prompt I chose ‘Snow’. a/n: Struggled with breaking out of some writer’s block, so I’m not sure how I feel about this one, but I’m glad I finished something.

“I can’t believe they’re makin’ us do our community service outside in this weather,” Nathan whined, half heartedly scraping his snow shovel through the wet slush that covered the sidewalk in front of the Community Centre. “Look, my trainers are already soaked through!” he cried, lifting a wet sneakered foot as evidence. “I can barely feel my toes!”

“Maybe you should’ve worn more weather appropriate attire,” Shaun drawled indifferently as he passed, a steaming cup of coffee in hand.

“Well maybe some of us don’t have weather appropriate attire!” Nathan countered, sneering at the back of the probation worker’s head.

Shaun paused as he opened the door. “That’s not my problem,” he shrugged, sparing a dry look for Nathan before pushing the door open with his shoulder and heading back into the warmth inside.

An incredulous scoff left Nathan’s mouth as he gaped after the man. “Fuckin’ prick!” he muttered, crouching down to grab a handful of wet snow and flinging it against the window in harmless retaliation.

“At least y’have a coat,” you muttered, huddling further in on yourself against the cold to keep your teeth from chattering. The thin long sleeved shirt you had on under your jumpsuit did little to protect from the icy wind that cut through you and threw heavy wet snowflakes in your face.

Nathan looked over at you, a frown pinching his brows. “Don’t’cha have one?”

“I do, but I left it at my stepmum’s. I didn’t think I’d need it yet,” you grumbled, blowing on your frozen hands in an attempt to thaw them somewhat.

Nathan’s frown deepened in thought for a moment. “C’mere,” he exclaimed, unzipping his coat.

At first you thought he was gunna offer it to you and you were about to protest, not wanting him to freeze either, until it became apparent he had something else in mind, holding his coat open for you and beckoning you over.

“Get in here.”

“I don’t think we’re both gunna fit,” you snorted, looking at him doubtfully.

“Will yeh shut it and just get over here? I’m losin’ th’rest of my body heat!”

Heaving a fond sigh, you did as he asked and moved closer, letting him wrap his arms and the sides of his coat around you. Almost instantly you felt warmth seep into you and you pressed your face against his chest, trying to get as close as possible. “Better?” Nathan asked, pulling back to get a look at you, a goofy grin on his face. “Yeah actually,” you replied, distracted by the snowflakes caught in his long lashes and the faint smell of his body spray. “Ugh, get a room,” Kelly muttered, rolling her eyes. “C’mon, let’s just get this done!” Alisha whined, interrupting the moment.

“Yeah, th’faster we get this done, th’sooner we get t’go back inside,” Curtis added, attacking the pile of snow in front of him with renewed vigour.

Instead of freeing you, Nathan simply picked up his snow shovel and shrugged. “This might be a bit awkward, but at least we’ll be warm,” he chuckled, his breath fanning warmly against your cheek. “I’m not lettin’ y’freeze on my watch,” he exclaimed, and you shuffled backwards as he attempted to continue clearing the sidewalk, smiling to yourself.

With every movement, however, you were reminded of just how close you were, hyper aware of his body pressed up against yours.

“Nathan!” Kelly groaned, her expression contorting in disgust as she passed, clearly overhearing his thoughts. “You’re disgustin’!”

“What? I can’t help it!” he laughed, carefully avoiding your curious look.

By the time the walk was clear–no thanks to you and Nathan, who mostly goofed off–and Simon had spread a layer of salt down, your cheeks and nose were flushed from the cold, and even Nathan’s coat wasn’t doing much to protect you any longer.

“C’mon, let’s get back inside,” you exclaimed impatiently, wriggling your toes uselessly in your sneakers.

“Don’t hafta tell me twice,” Nathan huffed, finally freeing you from his jacket and you all hurried inside to warm up.

Hastily toeing off your wet trainers as soon as you hit the locker room, you shucked your jumpsuit and hung it in your locker to let the sopping legs drip dry while Nathan plopped down on the locker room floor to pull his shoes off.

“I think there’s somethin’ wrong with my toes!” he cried, stripping his soaked socks off. “Look they’re turnin’ white and I can’t feel ‘em!”

“Sounds like th’beginning stage of frostbite,” Simon observed, leaning over from his locker to get a better look.

“Frost bite!?” Nathan yelped, his head whipping up frantically. “Are my toes gunna fall off?” he cried, gesturing wildly toward his bare feet.

“They might,” Simon murmured, wearing a tiny mischievous grin.

“Not if we get them thawed out,” you interjected quickly, throwing Simon a dirty look as you passed him, grabbing Nathan by the arm and hauling him to his feet. “C’mon,” you urged, dragging him to one of the shower stalls across the room and yanking the curtain shut behind you.

“Get th’hot water on!” Nathan whined, twisting the faucet handle all the way to hot.

“No, wait!” you yelped, smacking his hand way to dial it back. “We only want luke warm.”

“But I’m freezin’!” Nathan countered, pouting at you as the water spluttered on.

“If you go to hot too fast, you’ll scald yourself and not even feel it,” you explained.

Nathan frowned, taking your words in with a grain of skepticism. “Alright, fine!” he finally cried, unzipping his coveralls.

“Here lemme help y’with that,” you murmured, reaching out to grab hold of his arms to stabilize him as he shrugged out of the top half of his jumpsuit.

“Your hands are like ice!” he yelped and you couldn’t help but snort in amusement.

“Yeah, no shit! I’m just as cold as you are!” you countered, reaching out to feel the temperature of the water. “Okay, I think that’s good t’thaw out with and then we can crank up th’heat some more,” you murmured.

Nathan nodded, shedding the orange jumpsuit completely and sticking his feet under the stream of warmish water. “I’m never opposed t’turnin’ up th’heat,” he joked, giving you a cheeky grin.

“You’re such a flirt,” you chuckled, shaking your head ruefully before stripping the rest of your undergarments off while Nathan’s back was turned.

After a few minutes, his feet seemed to return to a normal pinkish colour, but when he turned to tell you he could feel his toes again, his gaze fell to your bare chest and the words died on his tongue.

“Well, hello there! If it isn’t my favourite girls! When did this happen?” he asked, unable to tear his eyes away as he pulled you into his arms.

Grinning, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders as the water rolled over you, pressing your chest against his, just as you had earlier when he’d wrapped you in his coat, except now there were considerably fewer layers between you.

“Wanna tell me what you were thinkin’ bout earlier that Kelly overheard?” you asked, glancing up at him, the water plastering his curls to his head.

Nathan’s chapped lips pulled into a smirk at the thought and he shifted against you, his cock slowly stirring in response, pressing against your hip. “It had somethin’ t’do with wishin’ we were wearin’ less…” he replied, his gaze flicking over your face. “Kinda like we are right now.”

“Look’s like y’got your wish,” you murmured, arousal tingling through you to pool low in your gut and between your legs.

“Will y’look at that,” Nathan teased lightly, though his voice had turned husky. “Would y’like t’know what else I was thinkin’ about?” he asked, dangling the implication tantalizingly before you, his chest rising and falling against yours with each breath he took waiting for your answer while the water trickled down your bodies, warm seeping into you.

“I think I’d rather you show me.”

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#misfits #nathan young #nathan young x reader #misfits fic #robert sheehan character fic #joz.fic #year of the otp 2023

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bl00d-bunny · 1 year

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Twat - Nathan Young

-pairing- nathan young x fem!reader

-summary- enemies to lovers with nathan young. for this request here

-warnings- none to my knowledge, please let me know if i missed anything.

-word count- 900.

-additional notes- different format than I'm used to so please bare with me, if it's not obvious i need to rewatch misfits, i feel like my writing for nathan is a lil rusty so i apologize. Also i'd be happy to expand on this in the future if thats something anybody wants :)

Anyways please enjoy!!

You always knew you’d eventually end up doing community service.

The courts had warned you enough times.

That didn’t stop you though.

So you knew that when you inevitably got stuck picking litter or volunteering, you’d just keep you’re head down and get on with it.

During the first few days on probation, you stayed quiet, you did what was asked of you with minimal effort and mostly watched the others.

You learned pretty quickly that none of them would become your friends, which was good, you weren’t there to make friends.

Immediately you noticed Nathan, it was hard not to.

He practically screamed for attention as he cracked jokes (sometimes at the expense of others)

Staying away from him was tricky, not that you didn’t try.

He noticed how quiet and reserved you were and it was as if he latched on to that.

You were opposites, which made you an easy target for him.

The others laughed while he made his jokes and you stayed quiet. All the while your anger burned inside of you.

He was making some stupid joke about Simon and you could tell no one found it funny.

No one laughed or said anything but he continued.

Until eventually you’d had reached your limit.

“Will you just give it a rest?!” you’ve had enough of his jokes, the dumb faces he makes, and just him in general.

“She speaks! She actually speaks!” he mocks shock.

“Seriously,” you turn to face him, “no one thinks your funny, you just look like a twat,”

Now everyone was watching to see what he would say.

But he didn’t say anything, he just shrugged and got back to work half-heartedly.

The rest of the day there was a weird atmosphere in the room.

No one really said anything and if they did it was in hushed whispers.

Almost everyone had left, and most of the lights in the building were off.

In the locker room, you were hanging up your hideous orange jumpsuit.

Nathan walked in, and neither of you said a thing.

Out of the corner of your eye you could he was looking at you, waiting for something.

You moved slower, anticipating whatever he was about to do.

“Do you really think I'm a twat?”

He was so quiet you almost didn’t hear him.

You turn to look at him, mouth agape, not sure what to say.

“Honestly…” you look at the floor, “yeah,”

He doesn’t say anything, you look at him, and he nods gently before leaving.

Quickly you grab your bag and slam your locker shut before chasing after him.

Out in the hallway, you look left and right but don't see him.

You wander around looking for him for a while but give up after you realise you don’t know what you would say if you found him.

The next day you get to the community centre early.

After dawning your orange ensemble you start heading to wait outside when you hear a door slam in the distance.

When you arrived there were no cars in the car park, you’d thought you were alone.

Looking around for a weapon you settled on a mop. Not the best weapon you know but it was the best you could do.

Taking a deep breath you head towards the direction of the noise.

You hear more banging and rattling. Your heart is beating in your ears.

Your hands sweat around the wooden handle of the mop.

Turning the corner, eyes squeezed shut, you hold the mop above your head, ready to swing.

“HEY HEY HEY WATCH OUT!!”

You open your eyes. A few inches from the end of the mop is Nathan, hands held up in surrender.

You lower the mop, “I’m sorry,”

You try to catch your breath, your heart still beating wildly.

He bends down to pull something from the vending machine.

A few days ago he had shown everyone his vending machine ‘trick’ which involved shaking and kicking the machine until it delivered him a treat.

You knew the was the source of the commotion.

“Want some breakfast?” he held up the candy bar he’d retrieved

You shook your head.

“What are you doing here?” you asked, it was still early and you didn’t think he’d be one for timeliness.

“I nicked some pick n mix,” he said sincerely

You shook your head again.

“No, why are you here so early?”

“I’m getting breakfast, obviously,” he rolled his eyes as he began opening the chocolate bar.

“So you came here early to shake some shitty chocolate from the vending machine?” you weren’t buying his story.

“I’ll have you know this a delicious breakfast,”

“Whatever,” you shrugged leaving him to sit and wait for the others to arrive.

After finishing his ‘breakfast’ he started shaking the machine again.

You couldn’t stand the racket so you walked over and put some change in the machine before walking away leaving him to choose.

You sat picking at your nails, suddenly wishing you hadn’t come so early.

Nathan came and sat next to you.

“Here’s your change,” he held out his hand with a few pennies.

“Keep it,”

He pocketed the change before starting on his second candy bar.

“I’m sorry I called you a twat,” you said eventually.

“S’okay,” he shrugged “I am a twat,”

You smiled “yeah, sometimes”

“Oh only sometimes now?” He nudged you

“Don’t push your luck,” smiling to yourself you looked down.

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yoursecondfirstlove · 2 years

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Anti-Social Behavior

P.1 P.2 P.3 P4 P5

(Nathan Young x f!reader)

(Y/n) starts her community service and instantly forms a strong connection to the menace of the group. However she’s quickly dawned with the realisation that the fast growing relationship with her fellow young offender isn’t the most interesting part of her community service.

Word count: 6,605

Warnings: swearing, smoking, description of violence, sex mention

And here she was, community service. (Y/n) had gotten caught doing her graffiti one too many times, she’d been too slow to outrun the police once too many times and gotten charged with fines she didn’t pay half the time one too many times. So now it was community service. Two hundred hours of it in fact. It was such bullshit! So now she was dawning an itchy orange jumpsuit. She kept her spiked bracelets and her choker on though, desperate to not let the uniform completely strip her of her identity and as she looked around the locker room she could see most of the others had done the same. There was a girl with dirty blonde hair that she was scraping back into a headache enduring tight ponytail, a tall athletic man who left his jumpsuit handing around his waist, a beautiful girl who was clearly aware of how gorgeous she was fixing her hair and pushing up her tits and a tall lanky boy who’d decided to cross out the ‘pay’ in community pay back to read ‘community blowback’ and finally, a guy who was clearly putting in far too much effort to look tougher than he was dawning a cap and a chain. The only one who’d stuck completely to the jumpsuit without embellishment was a stoic boy with beading blue eyes who was smoothing down his already flat hair. Then one by one they all filed out of the locker room.

They stood lined up at a railing, as their probation worker addressed them. “This is it!” He announced “this is your chance to do something positive, give something back. You can help people, you can really make a difference to peoples lives” the man was poised, he had clearly given this speech to many delinquents and young offenders before. “There are people out there who think you’re scum! You have an opportunity to show them they’re wrong” “but what if they’re right?” The curly haired guy next to (y/n) interrupted cheekily. The probation worker paused, scrutinizing him before he continued “no offence but I’m thinkin’ some people are just born criminals” he not so subtly gestured to the man standing next to him, which once the capped man caught he quickly retorted “are you lookin’ to get stabbed?” The curly haired man near shrugged before turning back to the probation worker “see my point there?” Right as he’d finished speaking a phone rang and without hesitation the pretty girl answered “hey” the probation worker continued speaking “doesn’t matter what you’ve done in the past” but the girl was still in the phone “doin’ my community service” “hey!” The probation worker interjected but she acted as if he wasn’t there “boring as fuck..” (y/n) couldn’t help roll her eyes “excuse me, I’m still talking here.” The pretty girl shrugged “what I thought you’d finished” the probation worker was visibly losing his patience “you see my lips still moving, that means I’m still talking.” The curly haired guy scrunched up his face a little “yeah but you could have been yawning or chewing” (y/n) laughed a little at his persistent cheekiness. “End the call. Hang up!” She just continued as if she hadn’t heard “my probation worker” she replied to the other end of her call. The curly haired boy chose to find entertainment somewhere else, turning to stoic man at the end of the line up “you alright there weird kid?” Without a reply the girl continued speaking “don’t be disgusting…I’ll call you later” and she finally hung up. Of course the cheeky guy had gotten tired of not stirring the pot for two seconds and riled up the wannabe touch guy next to him by making kissy faces at him. “I will rip out your throat and shit down your neck” (y/n) let out a full laugh at that “well isn’t that a colorful image” she finally spoke. As the road man prick accosted the man next to her he turned to look at her, throwing her a little wink before turning back to the man trying to fight him. The athletic man mumbled to himself “I shouldn’t be here man…” The probation worker intervened in the growing physical altercation “we need to work as a team here! That’s enough!” The athletic mans face turned to one of disgust “can I move to a different group? This isn’t gonna work for me.” The girl directly beside (y/n) whipped her head towards him, her ponytail and large hoop earrings swaying as she did “erm what makes you think you’re better than us?” She said in a thick accent. The lanky man turned to her, amused “what is that accent?” “Is that for real?” She was clearly getting riled up “are you tryna say something?” The lanky man turned to the probation worker “it’s…that’s just a noise! Are we supposed to be able to understand her?” She wordlessly flipped him off before (y/n) added “well I suppose you can understand that” he smiled at her again before taking the man next to him under his arm “I think she likes me” reigniting their previous fight as everyone laughed at the probation worker desperately trying to break it up.

Man! The probation worker was right! This really is their chance to make a difference in peoples lives…by painting benches. (Y/n) couldn’t count the amount of times she’d been desperate to sit down but she couldn’t because off the benches were covered in graffiti. This just solidified that this community service bollocks was, in fact, total bullshit. She sat cross legged on the ground next to the hotheaded prick she already knew she’d hate. When he bent down to get more paint the idiot had hit the fresh paint with his hat, reeling back once he’d realized “man! There’s paint on my cap! This is bullshit!” He’d angrily kicked the paint bucket that sat in between them into the water and stormed off. “Cheers mate!” (Y/n) called after him annoyed. Looks like she doesn’t have paint anymore, prick. He’d ignored her entirely as he kicked over a shopping trolly, struggling with it a few seconds before he could pass “oooooooo” the pretty girl called after him condescendingly. The curly haired man leaned in to speak to the ponytailed girl “I’m guessing shoplifting? No?” She was clearly getting more and more annoyed by the second “don’t act like you know me, cuz ya don’t” he reeled back, trying to seem offended “I’m just making conversation. This is a chance to network with other young offenders! We should be swappin’ tips. Brianstormin’!” She continued to ignore him. “Come in, what did you do?” She huffed a tiny bit “girl called me a slag so I got into a fight…” he smiled a little “was this on the Jeremy Kyle show?” “No, it was in Argos” “Argos..?” He whispered to himself “you know what you shoulda done? You shoulda got one of them little pens they have and-“ he started making a stabbing motion with his fist “jabbed it into her eye!” She just sneered at him as (y/n) watched, amused. He turned his attention to the bench she and the reclusive guy were at “what about you weird kid?” He looked up as he was addressed. “Don’t take this the wrong way or anything, but you look like a panty sniffer” (y/n) choked on a laugh for a second, the lanky mans eyes flickered to her, satisfied at her reaction as he charaded sniffing a pair of underwear. The shy man’s eyebrows furrowed “I’m not a panty sniffer…I’m not a pervert!” he said meekly. Ignoring him entirely the other guy started miming out jerking off with his paintbrush as he grunted. (Y/n) held her hand to her mouth as she tried to contain snorts of laughter. Clearly getting annoyed the shy man blurted “I tried to burn someone’s house down!” Oh! Just some casual attempted arson. The lanky man made a surprised noise as he stared for a second. Then he moved to kneel next to (y/n) “what about you gorgeous? What were you done for?” He asked, smiling cheekily. She returned his smiled “graffiti” she answered simply. He put his hand in his chest as he recoiled in faux horror “my goodness! How unforgivable!” (Y/n) playfully shoved him “what about you then?” She asked. He scrunched his face up “me? Oh uh…I was done for eating some pick’n’mix!” (Y/n) raised her eyebrows “really?” He just nodded, retaining the cheeky smirk on his face. Suddenly his face turned to the sky “what is goin’ on with this weather?” Just as he’d asked, the probation worker returned seeing the state of the paint bucket in the water. “How’d that happen? I mean, you’ve been here five minutes” he asked clearly annoyed “it’s paining benches. How’d you screw that up? You tell me because I’ve got no idea” then all so suddenly something dropped from the sky, crushing the car behind him as everyone ducked and swore in surprise. “That’s my car!” The probation worker said. Clearly amused the lanky man smiled “classic!” Before another dropped into the water, splashing everyone. “Okay so I’m a little bit freaked out” he admitted. The pretty girls eyes turned to the sky to the growling storm cloud that had formed “what is that?” Massive boulders of ice continued to drop as everyone decided to sprint back to the community center. The lanky man grabbed onto (y/n) as they ran as he made the best attempt he could to shield her with his body. The athletic man was the first to reach the door as he tried to pull the doors open to no avail “it’s locked open it!” As the probation worker fiddled with his keys the curly haired man kept (y/n) in a tight grip as she clung to him right back. Everyone screamed at the probation worker to hurry up and open the door as he sifted through his keys. “Open the fucking door!” The pretty girl screamed causing the probation worker to whip around and scream right back “Don’t speak to me like that!” A flash of light sent everyone flying back. (Y/n) could feel her whole body tingling as she flew through the air and finally hit the ground in a heap. The group were collapsed all groaning in pain before the ponytailed girl managed to sit up “I feel really weird…” the curly hair man slowly sat up as well turning his head to check on (y/n). “That’ll be the lightning” the athletic man muttered in response. “We should be dead…” the stoic boy said. The lanky man helped (y/n) sit up as he turned to the shy man incredulously “a little reassurance might be nice, ya know, ‘you’re fine. Lookin’ good’” the probation worker craned his neck slightly “wanker” he blurted. Even the lanky man looked surprised “did he just call me a wanker?” The probation worker ignored him “is everyone alright?” “We could have died you dick!” The ponytailed girl examined the probation worker “are you alright? You’re actin’ like a freak” the probation worker continued to crane his neck and groan. “Maybe we should call it a day” he said trying to get up.

All the girls were hung back in the locker room so they could get changed without the boys. They’d just about done, the ponytailed girl was tightening her signature style when she’d heard the voice of one of the others “what did ya say?” She asked. The pretty girl squinted at her. “I didn’t say anything” they returned to their activities as (y/n) looked to the pretty girl who was clearly judging the other and (y/n)s voice rang in her head this time ‘judgmental bitch…’ the ponytailed girl scoffed out a laugh at that which left the others confused as the pretty girl turned on her heel and left. The ponytailed girl turned to (y/n) “do you feel dead weird as well?” She asked finishing her hair. (Y/n) nodded “definitely” she confirmed. The girl stood leaning against the locker “my names Kelly…what’s yours?” (y/n) smiled as she introduced herself. By the time both of them had walked out the others had already started leaving so they followed. They were heading different directions so they bid each other a brief goodbye as they went their separate ways.

As (y/n) walked she took out her iPod and earphones before someone popped out from behind the corner startling her “Jesus Christ!” She swore bringing her hand to her chest “actually” he started, it was the curly haired guy “my name’s Nathan” he grinned at her. She rolled her eyes as she halfheartedly fought to contain her smile. “You get off on that? Scaring the shit outta people?” She asked. He just shrugged. She rolled her eyes and continued to walk but he was hot on her heels “so what’s your name?” He asked eagerly “(y/n)” he smiled satisfied “well (y/n) would you like to get a drink with me?” She laughed a little “it’s ten o’clock in the morning!” He sputtered a little “and? It’s never too early for a drink!” She turned to his abruptly “maybe tomorrow” she said before walking off. He called after he “I will take that” as he did little victory jumps.

(Y/n) returned to the community service the next day to find two people already there, the athletic man and the pretty girl. She turned her attention to the wall finding ‘Im going to kill you’ written in bold red letters. Kelly and the quiet man joined them after not long, Kelly and (y/n) greeted each other with a nod. The athletic man got riled up by the sight of the gaudy writing and as Nathan rounded a corner walking towards them he exclaimed “this is a joke! Did one of you do this?” Kelly scrunched her face up slightly “don’t look at me, I didn’t do it” the man turned his gaze to (y/n) as she just looked at him, unamused and shook her head. “I’ll tell ya who did it” Nathan started “it’s that Banksy prick, there’s a hidden meaning! It’s like that monkey policeman with the banana and the Tesco’s bag.” The quiet man looked nervously at the lettering “maybe someone wants to kill us” he muttered “and why would anybody want to kill us?” They were soon joined by the probation worker greeting them “right come on you lot, let’s get changed” the athletic man was quick to point out the garish graffiti “have you seen this? Someone’s takin’ the piss” the probation worker let out a huff “yeah it’s terrible isn’t it? All this antisocial behaviour” he said casting a glance at (y/n). “Oh! Is he having a dig at us” Nathan said leaning into (y/n)s ear. The pretty girls phone rang, setting off the probation worker as he demanded everyone hand over their phones and sent them all inside to get changed.

As they walked in (y/n) had finally asked everyone’s names, Alisha, Curtis and Simon. She figured she’d learned two peoples names already so she may as well learn the others as she would be working with them for the next twelve or so weeks. As they got changed Nathan cast the question “is he allowed to take our phones? He’s probably using them to call one of those sex lines” Curtis rolled his eyes “those sex lines will eat your credit” “call them a lot do you?” Alisha chided, earning a curt “funny” Nathan continued the joke “he’s out there feeling himself on our phones, naked. Masturbating!” (Y/n) chuckled as she continued to pull on her jumpsuit, pretending not to notice the way Nathan eyed her. Alisha extended her arm to Curtis offering him a joint “do you want some of this?” He shook his head “no I’m good” Nathan swerved in front of him “give it here.” he took a pull before extending to to (y/n), she tried to take it from his hand out he kept a grip on it “ab ah ah” she rolled her eyes and took a pull with the joint still between his fingers. He smiled “come on” he said as he began walking out of the locker room.

They’d all gotten to work scrubbing at the garish lettering as Simon joined them quietly. Alisha and Curtis were having their own conversation, practically eyefucking each other already. ‘Jesus…’ (y/n) thought ‘are me and Nathan just as bad or is it just them?’ Kelly cast a glance to her before addressing the group “you know after the storm? Did any of yours feel like dead weird?” Nathan turned to her “yeah! i had a strange tingling sensation in my anus” (y/n) scoffed out a laugh, shaking her head. ‘I should say something’ Kelly heard Simons voice. She turned to him ‘I’ll just sound like a freak…’she approached him “what, did you feel weird?” Nathan turned to address her again “what, you don’t want to hear about my anus?” (Y/n) laughed again “do you really need to ask the question?” Curtis said incredulously. “Something happened…” Simon began meekly. “What’s that? Squeak up!” Simons eyes flickered back to Kelly for reassurance “something happened to me” Kelly awaited an answer “Are you a virgin?” Nathan asked before he began to sing “ High Fi-“ “Shut up!” Kelly interrupted before turning back to Simon “What was it?” Simon swallowed nervously before dismissing “it’s nothing” Kelly chose not to push any further. She heard Nathan’s voice again ‘at least community service has one perk’ she turned to see him eyeing (y/n) as she knelt on the ground scrubbing the wall and pushing her hair away from her face ‘I am so gonna shag her brains out!’ Kelly scrunched up her face and shoved Nathan “prick!” She swore at him before storming off “what was that for?” Nathan called after her. (Y/n) considered following her but decided it best to continue with her work.

They’d decided to take their break, (y/n) and Alisha sat together as Alisha dished out the plethora of drama she had going in with her friends as the boys gathered around a foosball table. “It’s a shame more women don’t commit crime. Why is that? But hey at least we’re three on three” Nathan said “what do you mean?” Curtis asked. Nathan shrugged “there’s three of us and three of them, all evens out!” Curtis just laughed “there was four of us” Simon pointed out, Nathan dismissed him “I’m talking about gettin’ laid. So how are we gonna do this, man?” Curtis furrowed his eyebrows “do what?” “Divide them up! Cuz I gotta tell ya, the one with all the frizzy hair, I don’t see me and her gettin’ it on” Curtis laughed “because she’s beautiful?“ he asked. Nathan shook his head, huffing “ no, because she’d be way too much effort! She looks high maintenance man! You’d have to treat her really well.” He scoffs “but that other one…” he begins snapping his fingers before pointing to Simon “Kelly” he reminds him “whatever, a couple of Bacardi Breezers, man, I reckon she’d be good to go” he pointed to Simon “perfect for you huh weird kid?” Curtis scoffed out a laugh “I suppose you get (y/n) then yeah?“ Nathan nods “come on man! Have ya seen us? we’re practically buzzin’ with sexual energy already, it’s only a matter of time before we start rippin’ each other’s clothes off!” Curtis scoffed yet again “yeah, and the girls like, do they get a say in this?” Nathan leans in exclaiming “a group of young people doing mindedness shit all day, face it man, it’s gonna happen! It always does! It’s biology. Or physics, one of those. So do we have a deal” Nathan spits into his hand and extends it to Curtis who just stares in disgust “no…” Nathan makes a slight face at him “fine then maybe I’ll take all of them” Curtis nods sarcastically “yeah, I see that happening.” “Yeah you will see it and then you’ll be sorry you didn’t accept the deal! And then who’s laughin’? Me.” Nathan strides off to join (y/n) and Alisha.

Simon also joins the girls as Curtis begins sorting out the buckets they’d used. Nathan, not wanting to pay for a drink had decided on physically assaulting the vending machine. A can of coke finally dropping as Curtis walked by as (y/n) watching Nathan violent attack on the machinery with a smile. Once Nathan had retrieved his can he decided to plop down into a wheel chair and pull (y/n) into his lap eliciting a giggle from her as he wheeled them both nearer to the others. “When I was in sixth form you came to my school” Alisha began, drawing the attention of the group as she addressed Curtis “you gave this big talk about athletics and all your medals and that.” Once Nathan had stopped wheeling he brought his arms up to wrap around (y/n)’s waist “so, I’m guessing you’re not going to the olympics..” Curtis near bared his teeth at him “funny” he hissed. “I heard he was dealing crack” Alisha stated, Curtis was quick to retort “what? i wasn’t dealing crack!” Nathan shook his head as he Leander forward to look past (y/n) to Alisha “no no no, papers said it was steroids” Alisha began to lay down “that stuff will shrivel your dick.” Curtis was visibly agitated “it wasn’t steroids! I’m not a cheat! That stuff in the papers was bullshit!” Alisha shrugged “yeah? So what was it then?” Curtis cast his eyes to her, then to Nathan, then to the ground “I got caught with a little bit of coke, alright? I messed up one time” Alisha huffed out a breath of disbelief “no one gets community service for possession!” Curtis scoffed “if it was anyone else they’d have got a caution. I get two hundred hours of community service and a two year ban from athletics. They said cuz of my profile they needed to send a message.” Nathan smirked “you let yourself down” Alisha started silently cackling “you let the kids down, you let your parents down!” Curtis sprang from the wall he was leaning on “shut the fuck up!” Curtis surged to grab Nathan by the collar, (y/n) would have fallen right out of his lap onto the floor if Nathan hadn’t managed to stabilise her by her hips “All I ever did was train!” Curtis screamed in Nathan’s face as (y/n) covered her ears and scrunched her eyes closed, cowering in Nathan’s grasp. “You know nothing!” Curtis screamed again “I shouldn’t even fucking be here!” Nathan’s eyes snapped from Curtis to (y/n) as she shook with fright “you can’t hit someone in a wheelchair” Nathan said trying to defuse the situation. Nathan’s glance to (y/n) had reminded Curtis that she was there at all, and when he looked at her she looked terrified. Seeing her like that he finally managed to compose himself as he let go of Nathan’s collar and backed up. Nathan huffed out a sigh of relief as he tightened his grip on (y/n) casting a strained glance to Alisha. Alisha just grinned “do you wanna know what I got done for?” Nathan shrugged “not really” to which Alisha just rolled her eyes. She began recounting the whole story, unnecessary friendship and hookup drama included before she finally got to when she was pulled over and re-enacted her attempt to seduce the policeman by sucking on her water bottle for more than a little bit too long. Nathan and (y/n) both furrowed their eyebrows with their mouthed open as they exchanged a look and began giggling where as Curtis and Simon sat completely dumbfounded staring at her. When she’s finally done she says “now, I don’t know if this cop is gay or what, but he tells me I’m four times over the limit. It’s bullshit! i didn’t even wanna go to the party” she’s interrupted by the door slamming open and Kelly hurling herself inside “he’s gonna kill us!” She says as she scrambles to her feet to shut the door behind her. Nathan laughs “nice entrance! Very dramatic!” Kelly turns to the group, out of breath with her makeup running down her face “the probation workers gone mental he’s just attacked me! Something really weird is happening! I’m hearing these voices in me head, it’s like ai can hear what people are thinkin’” Alisha huffs “have you been sniffing glue?” She asks condescendingly. “The storm, the lightning I dunno it’s just done something to us!” Kelly exclaims. “Okay..” Nathan begins “if you can hear our thoughts what am I thinking right now?” ‘This is bullshit!’ “You think it’s bullshit!””of course I think it’s bullshit! Your don’t have to be a mindreader to know that!” (Y/n) gives Nathan a disapproving look to which he just shrugs. Kelly casts her gaze down to Nathan’s legs “why are you in a wheelchair?” Nathan dawns a pathetic look “it was the storm!” Kelly’s expression softens for a moment “the strange tingling sensation in my anus has spread through my body and now I can’t feel my legs” (y/n) huffs “don’t be a prick” she said as she pinched him in the side “ow!” Nathan exclaims “I’m serious!” Kelly yells as she kicks his shin “Ouch! Jesus! Enough!” Nathan wails. Curtis steps forward “what do you mean the probation worker attacked you?” “This does sound like complete shit!” Alisha added. Kelly fed up with people not believing her screamed “he is out there and he chased me!” (Y/n) was quick to stand up try and calm her down, Nathan threw his hands up in annoyance as she stood from his lap but she didn’t even notice as she rushed to Kelly to do her best to comfort her. “Somethings happened to me too…” Nathan already annoyed with his loss of physical contact quickly snapped sarcastically “did you pop your cherry? Ah, we’re all very happy for ya” Simon just shook his head “earlier on when we were in the locker room, I was invisible…I turned invisible” Kelly looked to Simon hopefully as she continues to grip onto (y/n), thankful she wasn’t the only one who was going through this crazy shit. Curtis was quick to shut it down though “so she’s psychic and you can turn invisible? That seems likely” Nathan joined “yeah, did anyone witness this miraculous disappearance?” “You were all there” Simon defended. “Uh I think we might have noticed you vanishing into thin air” Simons face turned sorrowful “you’d didn’t. I was standing right there. You couldn’t see me.” Nathan rolled his eyes “alright” he wheeled up to Simon “go on then. Do it. Turn invisible!” (Y/n) rolled her eyes turning her attention back to Kelly “are you alright?” She finally asked, Kelly just shook her head “you believe don’t ya? You have to believe me!” (Y/n) nodded and pulled Kelly in for a hug. Kelly pulled away from (y/n)s grip to stop Nathan from wheeling towards the door “don’t! Don’t go out there he will kill ya!” Nathan just rolled his eyes “of course he will cuz he’s such a badass.” “Don’t!” “She’s tellin’ the truth!” Curtis exclaims drawing everyone’s attention. Nathan smiles, clearly finding this whole situation incredibly amusing “and you know this how? i suppose you’re psychic now too?” Curtis took a few breaths before answering “all this” Curtis began, “it’s already happened once. I opened the door, the probation worker he killed you” he looked to Kelly as he continued “you were right there, you were dead. Everything froze, you were all just standing there. Time went backwards” Curtis continued to pant as Alisha rolled her eyes “what are you saying? What, you turned back time?” “Well this just gets better by the second” “everything happened again, exactly the same! I’m tellin’ you don’t open that door!”Nathan ignored him as he began to unlatch the door “Nathan don’t!” (Y/n) demanded as he peered out the door before quickly shutting and re-latching it. Nathan spun around, panic in his face “he’s right! The probation workers gone mental” from outside the probation worked started hammering on the door as Nathan sprang forward towards (y/n) subtly pushing her behind him.

“Maybe he’s on crystal meth” Alisha tried to rationalise “I mean that stuff makes you crazy! My friend Chloe did it, she nearly shagged her brother! And he’s really ugly” Simon gasped a little “the graffiti ‘I’m going to kill you’ he wrote it” “what did I say? i said there was a hidden meaning! Or not..” Kelly turned to (y/n) and Alisha “did anything happen to you?” “No!” Alisha explained “we should call the police” Simon shook his head “he took our phones. He’s got all of our phones.” Then the banging stopped. Alisha looked to Kelly angrily “you dickhead! Why did you come back here? you should have gone for help!” Kelly whipped around “what do you know bitch?” “Shut up you chav” “hey!” (Y/n) interrupted “if she’d gone for help none of us woulda known the probation worker had gone mental, we’d be dead before she even found help!” Kelly retained eye contact with Alisha as she pointed to (y/n) “Exactly!” She turned to address the rest of the group “he tried to kill me! I came back here to warn yous lot and I coulda left ya! I’m sick of you dickheads judgin’ me! You can all fuck off!” Alisha stormed off “whatever I’m getting outta here.” (Y/n) turned to run to the back exit and before she even registered what was happening she was already there. She furrowed her eyebrows in confusion as she heard the others around the corner. Nathan rounded the corner and slipped on the floor on what had been discovered to be a pool of blood. Nathan stood up abruptly “get it off me!” He cried as he turned to (y/n) his disgust and horror was interrupted by confusion as he spotted her “how’d you get here so quick?” (Y/n) looked at him wide eyed as she shrugged. The group cautiously approved the locker that the blood had pooled out of, Curtis swung open the door to reveal the dead body of their fellow young offender. They all jumped back screaming. “I did wonder what happened to him” Nathan mumbled as he reached to grip (y/n)s hand in his own. The group bickered a bit and Nathan only gripped onto (y/n) tighter in his horror. Curtis turned to Alisha to comfort her “come on…don’t look at him” he reached to take hold her her arm but once he made contact he let out a pained groan “I’ve gotta have sex with you right now! You’re so beautiful” Alisha struggled in his grasp as she managed to push him off “get off me you freak!” Curtis seemed to snap out of it “what?” He asked seeming genuinely confused. Alisha just swung to hit him, he caught her arm and began the same lust driven ramblings as she once again broke from his grasp. “What did I do?” Curtis asked again both confused and concerned “uh” Kelly started “you said you were gonna shag her””And you were gettin’ your chap out” Nathan added. Simon examined the situation for a second before concluding “it’s when you were touching her” Alisha looked around before examining her own hands and then pressing a hand to Simons neck. Sure enough he too feel into insatiable lust and ramblings as his veins darkened on his pale skin. Alisha recoiled in horror “what is happening to me?” Suddenly the probation worker broke through the glass of the door grunting anomalistically. The group scrambled away but Kelly grabbed a paint can hitting him over the head with it. The group settled, observing the limp body of their probation worker. (Y/n) gripped Nathan’s arm holding her hand to her mouth as stray tears streamed down her face “is he dead?” She asked Nathan reached the arm she was gripping to pull her further behind him “well I’m no doctor but…you see the way the back of his head’s caved in like that…” the probation worker sprang back to life grabbing at Kelly’s ankle and she wasted no time in stomping directly on his head. Once he’d stopped moving Kelly turned around, looking like she was about to be sick. “That should do it” Nathan said. (Y/n) felt her tears stream harder as she leaned her face into Nathan’s back, Nathan turned around to engulf her in a tight embrace, both for her comfort and his own. “You killed our probation worker” Alisha pointed out, Kelly stared at her open mouthed. “This is very, very bad” Nathan muttered into (y/n)s hair. “He would have killed us!” Kelly defended “we should call the police, it was self defence” Curtis said, Alisha nodded “yeah yeah, we’ll show them the body in the locker they’ll do some csi shit and figure it out” “the won’t believe us” Kelly insisted. “We just tell them the truth! We stick to our story” Kelly huffed “and what’s our story? That he can turn invisible and you can turn back time? It doesn’t matter what we tell them, they’ll say we’re lying! They’ll say that we killed them both!” The group looked around at each other, scared shitless. “If there’s no body there’s no crime” Simon said abruptly “what the fuck” (y/n) spoke into Nathan’s shoulder still trembling. “We should bury them under the flyover” Simon continued. “Yeah?” Alisha questioned “how are we gonna do that? Someone’s gonna see us” Nathan finally broke from the right hug “no no no no no he give em a quick…” he whistled gesturing to the bodies “put them in a those of wheelchairs, wheel them up there and if anyone sees us we’re just a bunch of young offenders taking a couple of specials for a walk in the sunshine” he finished breathing unsurely as he looked to the group for reassurance on his plan.

And that’s exactly what they’d done. They dropped the bodies into the pit still clearly horrified by the situation. Nathan tried his hand at a joke “I’m pretty sure this breaches the terms of my ASBO…” they began discussing the secrecy of the situation, all promising to never mention it to anyone every again. They started burying the bodies and Nathan turned Simon “didn’t you say you wanted to piss on her tits? Probably best to keep that between you and your internet service provider” Nathan continued to joke before something dawned on him as he looked at Kelly ‘if she can hear what I’m thinking, did she hear all the stuff about (y/n)? Oh shit! She can hear that!’ He broke out of the thought “so hold on, all of you have some kinda special power, everyone can do something but me!” “I can’t” (y/n) interrupted “yes you can” Simon chimed in. Nathan and (y/n) turned their attention to Simon who crumbled a little under the pressure “earlier when you ran to the back door, it’s like you just disappeared” (y/n) nodded, she’d almost forgotten about that “I think you’ve got super speed” Simon concluded, (y/n) just nodded thoughtfully “exactly!” Nathan exclaimed “all of you can do something except me, he can do something” he point to Simon “he do something! And I can’t! That’s ridiculous, look at him! How does that make any sense?” Simon just swallowed “maybe you can do something, you just haven’t found out what it is yet” Nathan nodded “yeah…right. what if-what if I can’t feel pain?” Kelly gave him a smack over the head “did ya feel that?” “Stop hitting me!” He turned to (y/n) looking for some sympathy but she just grinned and shook her head at his antics.

They’d finally finished with everything, all the cleanup and loose ends. They’d changed and all filed out of the building. When (y/n) walked out she’d found Nathan with a cigarette between his teeth, he looked exhausted. “Don’t suppose you’re up for that drink?” He asked. (Y/n) gave him a grin before walking up to him and linking their arms “I’m pretty sure a drink is exactly what I need right now” she said as she led him to the closest bar.

The next day they’d all showed up to their community service only to be lined up by a woman they’d never seen before. “Gary and my colleague Tony have both been reported missing. Their families are very worried about them. Have you seen anything unusual, anything at all?” The group stood nervously before Nathan raised his hand “a few days ago ... I got into the toilets, Tony and Gary were in there, they’re butt naked, Tony has Gary by the hair, like this and he’s just doin’ him doggy style” everyone stares at him, dumbfounded and horrified as he acts out this alleged graphic sexy scene once he’d finished he planted his hands on his hips “so sim guessing they’ve ran away to continue their illicit homosexual affair, and I ask you, in this world of intolerance and prejudice who are we-who are we to condemn them?” The lady just rolls her eyes and walks away as the group continues to stare open mouthed at Nathan. Once she’s gone (y/n) pinched Nathan’s side “what the hell was that?!” She hisses.

The group all stood on the roof taking in their situation. Nathan plucked a shared cigarette from (y/n) “I think we got away with it!” Curtis scoffs “do you actually believe that or are you just really dumb?” “I actually believe that!” (Y/n) giggles and leaned her head into Nathan’s shoulder. Nathan casts his eyes down to her before expressing his frustration again “I mean, I was there. i should have one of these bullshit powers.” Kelly turned to him annoyed “you can have mine. Wanna hear what people are thinkin’ about you” Nathan seemed to consider it for a second before he cast a flirtatious look down to (y/n) but quickly the judgmental looks of the others caught his eye “not so much. I want something good, something off the A-list” Simon looked to him “maybe you can fly” “don’t encourage him!” (Y/n) interjected “yeah!” Nathan agreed “there’s always someone who can fly! Check it out” “don’t” Kelly and (y/n) say in tandem as Nathan climbs onto the nearest chair hurling himself off it and toppling into the ground. “Ow! No that’s not it!” Curtis rolled his eyes as he turned to address the rest “so, what happens now? Is this is? Are we gonna be like this forever?” Simon shrugged “what if we’re meant to be like, superheroes” Nathan scoffed as he walked back up to the group, slinging an arm around (y/n)s shoulder as she spoke “yeah, no I don’t think so mate” “yeah, you lot. Superheroes? No offence, but in what kind of fucked up world would that be allowed to happen?” Nathan shared a sarcastic glance with (y/n) as she smiled at him “superheroes! i love this guy. You prick!” Simon just did his best to ignore Nathan’s heckling. “What if there’s people like us all over town?” Kelly asked. “No! That kinda thing only happens in America!” He insisted and then locked eyes with (y/n) again as she smiled up at him “this will fade away, I’m telling ya, by this time next week, it’ll be back to the same old boring shit” he finished as he planted a kiss on (y/n)s forehead.

(A/N): Holy moly this is absolutely the longest fic I’ve ever written but I thing I’m going to try and stick with episode by episode for this series

#Nathan Young #Nathan Young x reader #misfits x reader #misfits #Robert Sheehan #Robert Sheehan x reader

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quietlybitchy · 2 years

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I've never written fanfic before, but I had this idea and it seemed fun. Let me know what I can improve on!

Part 2

Nathan Young with Strong!Reader

• He meets you when you're volunteering at the community center and immediately starts flirting with you (despite how it turned out for him the last time he flirted with a volunteer).

"So, what's a lovely bird like yourself doing here on this fine morning?" He crosses his arms and legs and leans back against a pillar.

"Helping organize for the local food drive." You tilt your head towards a box full of canned goods with a clipboard next to it.

"Wow, how generous of you! Well it just so happens that I was sent over here to help with that!" He pushes away from the pillar and stands tall with his chest puffed out.

"Well I don't know that it's generous so much as it just looks good on a scholarship application, but I'm guessing it's a better reason to help out than yours," you tease, eyes trailing over his orange jumpsuit.

"Oh, this?" He glances down and tugs at his collar. "The reason for this is ridiculous! I was just done for eating some pick'n'mix, no big deal."

"Sure...well since you're here, would you mind carrying this box back to the storage room with the others?" you ask, picking up the box, ready to hand it over to him.

He perks up at the opportunity to do something for you and holds his hands out. "Sure, no problem!" If all he had to do to get on your good side was put a box away, he would gladly take on the task.

"Great, thanks!" You say as you hand over the box into his waiting arms, turning towards your clipboard just in time to miss him stumble and nearly drop the box to the floor. He glances at you with a furrowed brow, wondering how you held the box so easily.

"Nathan, go put that away and then get back to the work you're supposed to be doing!" Sally scolded him from her office.

You giggled at his pout before putting a hand on his shoulder. "Well Nathan, sounds like you've got a busy day ahead of you. Thanks again! I'll see you around." You squeeze his shoulder before starting to walk away, but turn back briefly to give him your name. Nathan watches you leave as he mouths your name.

• When he's first getting to know you you're always wearing a thick oversized hoodie so he can't really tell what your figure looks like.

"You know, you're always wearing a hoodie that looks huge on you...is it your boyfriend's or somethin...?" He asks, trying to look as nonchalant as possible, but failing miserably as his eyes keep quickly glancing over at you.

You stifle a laugh at his lack of subtly. "No, I don't have a boyfriend. I just think it's cozy, plus I can fit my cat in the pocket when it's this big, so that's a bonus." A smile creeps up on his lips.

"Good to know."

• You two develop playful back-and-forth banter and he begins visiting you on your breaks from volunteering.

"Nathan, you know I love talking to you, but I should really be getting back, and I'm pretty sure Sally wouldn't be too happy to know you're in here with me instead of out there picking up litter." You're sitting on a couch next to Nathan and you've probably been talking for an hour.

"Sally's never happy with me anyway, so that rules out that excuse. And you're just volunteering so nobody can get mad at you if you take extra long on your breaks." He gives you puppy-dog eyes and grabs your hand, hoping to keep you there a little longer.

"Why am I more worried about keeping you out of trouble than you are?" You sigh.

"Because you're a sweet little bird...and I'm handsome & witty enough to bullshit my way out of any trouble I get into." You scoff at his answer but smile at him anyway. He's definitely not wrong about being handsome...

"Well, even sweet little birds need money for school, so I really need to keep getting my volunteer hours in." You make to get up and he turns around and lays down in your lap, head resting on the arm of the couch. He smirks up at you as you freeze and flush at his closeness.

"Well now I've trapped the little bird, so I guess that settles it." He teases and closes his eyes as if readying himself to take a nap. You stare down at his face for a bit, thinking it would be nice to wake up to this image. It's tempting to give in and just let him nap on you while you stroke his soft curls, but no. You're mature enough not to let a guy get in the way of your work, even if he is handsome and witty. You slide your left arm under the back of his knees and your right arm under his torso under his arm. Before he can react to your touch, you're lifting him up with a grunt. You are smaller than him, so it's not exactly easy to lift him while you're sitting, but once you're standing it's easy to keep him cradled in your arms. At some point during the movement he yelped and instinctively wrapped his arms around your neck to keep from falling.

"The bird has escaped!" You proudly cheer, setting him down and turning to get your purse. He stumbles a bit once he gets to his feet, his knees having gone weak. It's quiet for a moment, which is rare for Nathan Young, who always has a comeback ready. You turn to look at him and find him staring at you slack-jawed with wide eyes.

"What?" You furrow your eyebrows at him. He usually laughed along with your teasing.

He blinks a few times before clearing his throat and turning away from you. "Nothin..."

"I didn't hurt you when I picked you up, did I? Are you okay?" You're genuinely worried about him, and it only makes his already flushed face feel warmer. You swear you can see his ears turning red.

"Oh, I'm fine! You can go ahead and get back to volunteering," he attempts to say casually. You watch as he drops down on the couch again and crosses the leg closest to you over his other one. His eyes look everywhere but at you and he fidgets with his hands in his lap. You've never had a reaction like that from Nathan, and you hover in the doorway for a moment opening and closing your mouth, unsure what to say. He doesn't seem like he wants to talk anymore, though, so you finally decide to give him some space and get back to work.

• It's a couple of days before you talk to Nathan again, and, surprisingly, he's the one that initiates the conversation. He smiles at you and asks what you're working on today. He's acting like nothing happened, and you wonder if maybe you were just overthinking the situation before. There's not a event coming up at the community center that you could help with, so you decide to ask your supervisor if you could help pick up litter with the ASBO workers. She seems confused, but has no problem with it, and so you join Nathan and head outside with a trash grabber.

"I'm sure you've all been wondering where I've been running off to lately-" He's interrupted by a chorus of "no" and "not really". He narrows his eyes at them, but quickly recovers to introduce you to his...friends??? Their relationship seems complicated, but you give them all a smile and a wave and they greet you kindly.

"So you've been hangin around this dickhead for the last couple weeks...by choice?" The girl with the thick accent - Kelly? - asks. You glance at her with a raised eyebrow. What does she mean by that? Sure, Nathan has a big personality and tells some offensive jokes, but he hasn't been unkind to you yet. "Oh, so he acts differently around you than he does around us, then?" Kelly squints and looks over at Nathan, but a small smile gives away her amusement. He shoots her a glare, but then gives an anxious glance back at you.

"Uh, well I guess I wouldn't know, but yeah he's been really sweet to me and we've gotten to know each other a bit." You smile at him fondly and he gives a shy smile back before he seems to remember you two aren't alone.

"She just sees me for the incredibly intelligent, charismatic, sexy, humble man that I am." Nathan says before throwing an arm around your shoulders. Everyone rolls their eyes and groans and you tilt your head back in a loud laugh. His playful arrogance amuses you and you know he's just joking around. He does this a lot, flirty comments and casual touches. Just Nathan being Nathan...right?

"Whatever, let's get this over with." Alisha comments, and you all start walking over to collect garbage. Despite what Alisha said, she quickly finds a spot to lay down and sunbathe while everybody else does the work. You strike up a conversation with Simon, who Nathan hadn't introduced for some reason.

"So you're volunteering with the hopes of getting a scholarship?" He asks and you nod at him. "What are you interested in studying?"

"Well right now I think I want to be a physical therapist, but I've changed my mind so many times, so my main focus is on getting the general ed. courses out of the way until I feel more committed to one major." Simon listens to you carefully, nodding his head every now and then. He seems nice. You continue talking with him, unaware of Nathan's gaze staring daggers at Simon.

After a while, you start getting pretty warm as the sun beats down on you in your hoodie. You wipe some sweat from your brow before going to peel it off. As you lift it and shed down to just your tank top, toned arm muscles are revealed. This catches Nathan's eye and suddenly he can't look away. His gaze roams over you as more skin is revealed. He thinks maybe he can see the outline of a six-pack as your top clings to you.

"Ew, Nathan! You know I can hear that!" Kelly shouts at him. You turn to look right as she smacks the back of his head. He seems to snap out of some kind of trance and then glances between you and her. Everyone is either looking at you or at Nathan.

"Uhhh, what's happening?" You ask, tying your hoodie around your waist. You didn't hear Nathan say anything, so you wonder what she heard. You're even more confused when Nathan rushes over to Simon and covers his eyes with his hands.

"Oh nevermind, your boyfriend's just a pervert." Kelly scoffs and goes back to picking up trash. You, however, are frozen in place. Boyfriend. You know she's just giving you guys a hard time, but the word still produces a warm feeling in your chest. You glance back at Nathan and he looks just as frozen as you. This is ridiculous. Refusing to be left in the dark about what's going on, you walk closer to him.

"Nathan, do you know what she meant by that?" As you approach, his posture seems to sink a bit, his shoulders hunching as he glances at the ground. He looks small, like how he looked when you picked him up and held him for those few brief seconds. He looks like he wants to say something, but before he can Kelly turns back around and interrupts.

"She's picked you up before?! Oh, you must've loved that." As she speaks to Nathan her face goes from shocked to amused and she looks at him with teasing eyes. Noticing this, Alisha and Curtis join in on questioning him. Simon chuckles quietly to himself. Despite their disinterest in him earlier, they all seem to be enthusiastically giving him a hard time.

"Does being manhandled by a cute girl turn you on?" Alisha asks between her laughter. Nathan sputters before running striding back towards the community center while flipping everyone off. You turn to frown at them. Kelly's face seems to drop, looking like she feels bad for how this turned out. Everyone else's laughter starts to die down as they return to picking up litter. You decide to abandon the task for now in favor of looking for Nathan.

• You end up looking all over the community center for him before seeing a pair of legs dangling from the indoor balcony. You don't know it, but he doesn't really have other places to hide so you've kind of cornered him in a way.

"Nathan? Are you okay?" You whisper and approach him slowly, as if he's one of your cats in need of a bath and running all over your house. His shoulders jump a little at the sound of your voice. As you get closer you can see he's hiding his face in his arms that are draped over the railing. He doesn't respond, so you just sit next to him, deciding that he'll talk when he's ready. You glance around, noticing how it looks like someone's been living here. Before you can follow that line of thought, you hear him sigh and look over at him. He's peeking up from his arms like he's forcing himself to look at you.

"I was wondering how much longer this would last before I fucked it up." He speaks so softly, like he hopes you can't hear him.

"Fucked what up? Nathan, I'm really confused but I can see that you're upset and I just want to know how to make it better."

"This." He gestures between the two of you. "It's okay, you don't have to treat me like a charity case. You're too sweet, you know. You don't have to try to make me feel better." You can tell he's taking on a tone of self-loathing and you feel like you're starting to see who Nathan really is, who he hides behind the jokes.

"Nathan, I'm going to sit here until you can tell me what's going on. I'm not going to let you wallow in self-pity because you think I'm mad at you or whatever. I want to see your smile." You've always been patient with Nathan, brushing off his offensive humor, but maybe it's time he sees a new side of you, too. A side that's demanding honesty. So, you turn to look out over the community center and rest your head on his shoulder, settling in for a potentially long conversation. He seems to realize that he's not charming his way out of this one, and he gives in.

"I don't really know where to start or how to answer all the questions you probably have about what just went down..." He trails off for a moment, gathering his thoughts. "You really fucked up my head, you know? Sure, it wasn't in great condition to begin with, but lately it feels like my brain has just been dropped into a blender." Okay that's...not what you were expecting to hear. But he seems to be going somewhere with it so you silently wait for him to continue. "I couldn't just stand by and do nothing when you were right there lookin all cute. I had to shoot my shot, y'know? But then...you didn't respond how I expected. And I'm not trying to give you that 'you're not like other girls' bullshit, but usually I get immediately turned down, or I get a hookup out of it and it doesn't go farther than that. You though, you actually wanted to keep talking to me, and just talking to me after we met. It went on longer than I anticipated, but it was like I was in too deep to just try to get a hookup out of you, y'know? I couldn't risk scaring you away and not having you to talk to anymore..." After a long word-vomit, he trails off and you sit for a moment, taking that all in.

"So, you were too scared to be vulnerable enough to outright ask me out, but too invested to just try to get in my pants?" He's clearly surprised by your blunt response, but then he starts giggling to himself a bit.

"Wow, you sure you don't want to be a regular therapist instead of a physical therapist?" You can't help but laugh at his comment, and then the tension is broken and you two keep laughing harder and harder until neither of you can catch your breath. After a while your laughter trails off and you turn your head to look at him, only to find him already watching you. Your gaze goes down to his lips and you lean forward, brushing them with your own, testing the waters. Before you can pull away very far Nathan chases your lips with his own and catches you in another kiss. After a few moments you decide to move things forward rather than waiting for him to.

"Do you wanna go see a movie with me this weekend?" You ask after pulling back.

"Hey, I'm supposed to be the one asking you out! You can't take the man's job just because you have more muscles than him!" Nathan complains, but there's no bite to it. You respond by punching him in the shoulder lightly, or at least you thought it was light, until he flinches and rubs his arm.

"Well I was tired of waiting for you to ask. Also, it's not like it's hard to have more muscle than you." You go back into the familiar pattern of pushing his buttons.

"What's that supposed to mean?!" He feigns a hurt tone as he gasps while putting his hand on his chest.

"C'mon, you're a string bean boi and you know it." You tease, prodding at his thin arms.

"Well, are you a fan of string bean boys? Because if you are I guess I'll just have to accept that I am." He takes your hand in his hesitantly.

"Yeah, I think they're cuties...I don't know how Kelly found out about it, but did you actually like it when I picked you up?" You smirk, having a feeling that you already know the answer.

"Well, I think it's about time we get back to work out there. Can't have you missing out on volunteer hours." He pulls you to your feet and you follow him, not so subtly dodging the question. You leave it alone for now and let him lead you back to picking up trash, but that's a conversation you'll definitely be coming back to if the movie date goes well.

#nathan young x reader #nathan young #robert sheehan #misfits #i dont know what im doing #string bean boi

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istgpleaseshutup · 2 years

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Secret Jealousy // Robert Sheehan x fem!Reader

Quick Authors Note, I actually don’t know how comic con works to be completely honest, but I am doing my best so if someone wants to correct me on anything I will be open, ALSO i am going to mix the request a bit, just read to the end

Request:

hey, I have a request. Could do a Robert x fem reader one where they are together since season 1 (reader is a part of the cast) and they are at comic con for the 2nd season but nobody knows that they are together? and the interviewer and fans asks Robert if he has a gf and stuff like that. (the interviewer is flirting with Robert and Y/N gets jealous yk)

From: Anonymous

Thank you so so much for requesting this

Warnings: Kinda angst, some jealousy, leg bouncing cause from a bit anxiety, and i am pretty sure thats it

Secret Jealousy // Robert Sheehan x fem!Reader

“I have a question for Robert!” A fan asks, she sounded really nervous since her voice sounded shy. “Who is your favorite cast member?” I look at Robert, and he looks over at me.

“Well, that’s a tricky question as I love everyone in the cast,” He looks away and looks at the fan who asked the question. “But I would have to say y/n.” I smile and look away from him, looking down at my hands and played with the hairband on my wrist.

“Thank you so much! I love you Robert!” The fan says, going away from the microphone.

“Actually Robert, I have a question.” The interviewer girl that is on stage with us says. “How do you manage to look so good in every part of the show?”

“Well thank you darling, I guess just genetics.” He laughs, I smile a bit, growing a bit jealous as he called her darling. I look down at the stage as my leg starts bouncing, trying to ignore anything the interviewer says.

Why did she say that? I mean maybe she meant it in a more friendly way but what made it worse was that Robert called her darling. I mean maybe he meant it in a friendly way too but- My thoughts get interrupted by a hand on my leg that was shaking. I look over at Robert, and he smiles. I smile back and focus on the questions being asked.

“Y/n, if you could exchange your power with someone else in the show, who would you switch with?” A fan asks.

“Well, I love my power, but if I had to, probably Diego’s. I think his power is pretty cool.” I answer.

“Thank you!!” The fan says and walks away as another fan steps to the microphone.

“Robert, do you have a girlfriend?” The fan asks.

“Well, yes in fact, I do.” Robert answers smiling. I look over at Robert and smile a bit as he goes on about his girlfriend. “She is the best things that ever happened to me. She is just the most perfect girl on the planet.”

“Yeah, everyone, she is me.” The interviewer jokes. God she wishes. I sigh, chuckling to myself. Robert gives her a confused look and just laughs awkwardly.

More questions are asked, but I don’t really listen as I am to fascinated with my boyfriend (just to clarify if it wasn't clear enough it’s Robert LMAO). I just stare at him for a bit until some fans ask me questions.

“Hi Y/n!! I love your character in The Umbrella Academy!!” A little boy says excitedly.

“Aw thank you so much!” I respond with a genuine smile. I look over at the interviewer because I feel lasers in the back of my head. The interviewer death stares me and I just ignore her. I look over at Robert and he was staring at me with a dreamy look. My smile grows a bit wider and I look back at the little boy. “So whats your question?”

“What is your favorite season? Season 1 or 2?” The young boy asks.

“I would have to say season 2. I like that more than one because its easier to follow and I like how everyone is split up.” I answer.

“Thank you Y/n!! I love you!”

“Aww, I love you too!” I respond smiling even bigger (NOT LIKE THAT NO).

A few hours later I am in a hotel room that me and Robert share and me and Robert are cuddling. I am scrolling through Instagram, seeing a ship edit of me and Robert.

In the beginning of the video it shows the fan asking Robert if he has a girlfriend and him saying yes and the interviewer saying it was her. It cuts to a clip of me sighing and laughing to myself. The ship edit cuts to me and Robert staring at each other the whole comic con interview. I like it and show Robert.

“I guess they know now.” He says, smiling.

THANK YOU FOR READING!! REQUESTS ARE OPEN! JUST MESSAGE ME!!

#Robert sheehan #robert sheehan x reader #nathan young x reader #young robert sheehan #the umbrella academy #misfits #jealousy #x reader #robert #sheehan #angst #fluff #request please #nathan young #vincent rhodes x reader #vincent rhodes #the road within

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angst-fairygodmother · 1 year

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with Nathan Young for @anon242000

A/N: Sorry this took so long to get out darling, I have been having A Time these last few weeks. I hope you enjoy it!

Word Count: 442

Rating: G - no warnings? I mean, don't try this at home, but it's Misfits so I feel like that goes without saying

Spotify Wrapped Mini Fics

Nathan Young wasn’t just a person. He was a force of nature, an experience, an impossibility. He was loud and fast and your lungs burned to keep up as he went sprinting and screaming through the world, sometimes literally. It was hard not to love him, even for the people that didn’t even seem to like him sometimes like Alisha or Curtis, and you had given up trying.

“Come on, y/n, your turn!” he called, encouraging you to try and surf down the ice-slick ramp of the car park on one of the lunch trays pilfered from the community center cafeteria.

Everything Nathan did was called. Or shouted. Sometimes laughed. It was bright, burning at the core and pulling you, and the others, like a moth to a flame.

You smiled at him, heart fizzing when he returned the expression from the base of the incline. You glanced at the rest of your friends: Kelly bored and staring out over the lake, Alisha shivering in her denim jacket that was much too light for the season, Simon filming everyone's runs, and finally Curtis, sighing as if he was bored and above it all (even though he never really was, and you'd tease him for it later). And then you charged.

You knew it couldn't last forever.

The only thing more inevitable than Nathan Young was that luck ran out. No matter how you tried to stop it, every king of the castle eventually tumbled down. And the higher they'd climbed, the harder they fell. Nathan had reached the very sky, so of course his plummet would be terminal velocity, and he was destined to leave no survivors.

But that was for another time, and though it might be hurdling closer with the same speed as you were sliding down toward the bottom, to either stop smoothly or crash face first into a wall in a literal sense, it wasn't here yet. And you were never one to worry about a future you couldn't control. Instead you chose to live in the present, and maybe show off a bit so that you could have an excuse to bask in a certain gorgeous green gaze.

You shrugged with a laugh as a shower of ice crystals sprayed the group and you skidded to a graceful (only slightly cheated with your power, ice was just water that needed to lighten up after all) stop. Nathan was already bored, grabbing your hand and tugging you along to the next snow day activity he could think of, and you ran to keep up, everything sparkling and bright and beautiful in the sharp winter, just like him.

#Spotify Wrapped 2022 #short fics #Nathan Young x reader #now with winter-y spin #stubborn boy. impossibly frustrating to write for.#but a surprisingly good fit to the song #Misfits fic

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blainesglassesfelloffagain · 2 years

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Fancy a Nathan Young smut anyone?

#robert sheehan #nathan young #misfits #nathan young x reader #robert sheehan x reader #Nathan young smut #robert sheehan smut

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sottountrenopersherl · 1 year

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Hi everyone! I just wanted to let you know that, even if I'm busy with university, I'd like to write again about our dear Klaus, so I'd appreciate it if you sent me your requests.

I can also write about Nathan and Robert if you want (the other characters will be added when I watch the movies).

I've chosen to write in English because I wanted to reach more people but I can write in Italian (my first language) and, even though I've never tried, I think I could write in Spanish.

Last but not least, I DON'T WRITE SMUT.

I'm so sorry that I haven't answered any of the requests that I have received but it's not a good time for me. I'm struggling both with university and with my mental health. From next month I'll be free and I'll start with therapy and I hope I'll be able to write more.

You can keep sending me requests, I just wanted to give you an explanation.

I love you all💚✨

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xxxsaturnxx · 1 year

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Morning

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Pairing: Sam Drake x F!Reader

Summary: You wake up next to sam drake, your longtime boyfriend who just proposed to you the night before

Warning: 18+/suggestive content, language,

A/N: I dont really write but… Ta da????? I also posted this on ao3 if you’d like to check that out

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You stir awake to the feeling of Sam lightly kissing your neck and you snake a hand up his neck and to his jawline.

“Mmm, good morning to you too,” you groggily whisper to him as you tried to push yourself further into him and feel the warmth he was producing. “So, thoughts on last night?” looking up from your neck, he raised an eyebrow at you.

You put a finger on your chin as if you were in deep thought “Hmmm, last night, ya know, I don’t think I remember much of anything happening last night. Would you care to remind me of last nights events, Mr. Drake?”

He chuckles as he slowly crawls up your body so you were then eye to eye. “Well Ms. ‘soon to be Mrs. Drake,’ I’ll try my best,” He grins as he pulls you into a loving kiss.

His hands caressing your naked body leaving no inch of skin untouched. Your hands tangled in his hair while you wrapped your legs around his waist. He breaks the kiss as your need for air grew unbearable.

“Mmmh sweetheart the things you do to me,” He groaned breathlessly against your lips. Sam gave you one final peck on the lips as he trailed down your body mumbling sweet nothings till he reached your thighs.

He glances up at you through his eyelashes while nibbling the inside of your thighs. Sam held eye contact for just a second before he delved into your folds, the bridge of his nose rubbing against your clit.

You gasp his name and grab the back of his head pushing him deeper into you. Your head sinking deeper into the pillow as you let a few whimpers out. The room filled with your moans and the squelching sounds Sam was pulling from you.

The combined sensations of Sam’s muffled groans and the addition of two fingers brought you closer to the edge. Your thighs trembling and your moans growing louder signaling Sam how close you are.

“F-fuck Sam… Baby please,” you begged, pawing at his scalp.

“Hush, darling, I know,” He mumbled against your skin, his free hand soothing over your shaking legs. Your climax hit you fast and hard and left you seeing stars. Your thighs clamping down on Sam’s head holding him there while you rode out your orgasm.

“Fuck, Sam! Please, please, please!” You screamed breathlessly as you went limp.

“Oh, is that your way of asking for a second round?”

“Oh God, please, no, not yet!” you pleaded as Sam crawled back up cradling you in his arms. You breathed in his scent and kissed his chest and neck following the path of his tattoos.

His hand rubbing up and down your back went still as you looked up at him. “What there something on my face?” He chuckled.

“Well yeah but that’s not what I’m looking at,” you laughed. Then pulled him down for another heated kiss. You could taste yourself on his lips as Sam changes positions. So he’s back between your legs, you can feel his hard cock on your thigh.

Sam starts to grinding his cock back and forth between your folds. Smearing your slick on his cock. He reaches in between the two of you and positions himself in front of your entrance. You both groan as he enters you, Sam sliding all the way until your hips meet.

“Shit darling… how are you still so damn tight.” Sam gaped while grabbing your hips. He set an almost animalistic pace, every now and then leaning down to kiss you.

You hands started to wander from your sides as you became more and more desperate for release. Whimpers and his name were the only things coming out of your mouth, your mind too clouded to even think of other things to say.

Sam’s hips soon losing rhythm, signaling that he too was close to his climax. Sam leaned down to your neck he bites down slightly groaning into your skin as he rides through his orgasm.

“Fuck baby… God i love you.” Sam muttered against your skin, your bodies still tangled you move your hand to pet his hair. Sam lightly kissed your sore skin slowly getting off and out of you.

When he pulled out you both groaned at how sensitive you both are. your breathing was almost completely calmed while Sam’s was only now starting to calm down. He got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom.

Naturally you stare when from the ceiling to his ass as he left. When Sam returned he had put on boxers and had a damp wash cloth in his hand. You hummed when Sam kissed your forehead before he cleaned you up.

Sam returned the wash cloth to the bathroom before he went right back into bed with you. “We should really shower, huh?” You whispered as you laid your head on his chest.

“Later sweetheart just let me enjoy some time with my beautiful new fiancé.” He whispered back as he rubbed your arm slightly closing his eyes.

You gazed up at him ready to spend the rest of your life married to Samuel Drake.

#sam drake #samuel drake #sam morgan #uncharted #nate drake #nathan young #sam drake smut #established relationship #uncharted series #uncharted 4 #sam drake x reader #uncharted fanfiction #f!reader #nathan drake #nathan morgan

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imyourbratzdoll · 11 months

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Hiiii do you think you could do a Nathan young x an easily flustered reader? Somebody who would easily fall for his charm

hi baby, i'm so sorry for taking so long! I hope you like it, and I apologise for how short it is.

summary - nathan goes out of his way to make you flustered.

the gif I use isn't mine, divider by @newlips

You could feel your cheeks heat up as your eyes connected to Nathan’s from across the community centre. You quickly look away and continue to paint the wall in front of you. “Oi, pretty girl!” You ignore him, not wanting him to see how flustered you get from his words alone. Nathan whistles, making his way over to you. “Hey, pretty girl, didn’t ya hear me?” His Irish accent filled your ears, causing you to look at him. “There ya go! Finally got ya attention!” He gives you a cheeky smile, enjoying how flustered you get around him.

“W–what, uh….” You stumble on your words, staring into his pretty eyes.

“Aw! Pretty girl can’t speak!” Nathan smirks, “Do I get ya all flustered, baby? It’s cause I’m so charming, huh?” You giggle, turning your head away.

thank you for reading!

feedback and reblogs are greatly appreciated.

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seanfalco · 1 year

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Hi! You asked for requests and I’m going to request a nanthan x reader with prompt 53 “I just want to be swept off my feet…is that so bad? I’m fed up of being alone.” If that’s ok please?

Nathan Young x Reader

Word Count: 1.1k Tags/Warnings: none Prompt: I decided to participate in @/yearoftheotpevent‘s Year of the OTP (except using reader inserts). For February’s prompt I chose ‘Valentine's Day’, even though it's a little late;;; a/n: I had this prompt in my askbox for a while;; I hope you still enjoy it!

“So, how’s thing’s goin’ wif you and Nathan?” Kelly asked, nudging you with her elbow as you held up the Valentine’s Day event poster for her to pin to the bulletin board in the Community Centre lobby.

Her question caught you off guard and you nearly dropped the curling paper before you shrugged. “It’s good,” you answered, trying to think of something better to say. You could practically read your friend’s thoughts from the skeptical look on her face.

“I mean, he’s fun, and I like snogging him,” you elaborated quickly, trying to keep your own thoughts to yourself, though Kelly heard them anyway.

“But–?” she interjected and you winced, finally letting out a sigh.

“But… he’s not exactly th’romantic type,” you admitted reluctantly.

“I coulda told yeh that,” Kelly pointed out, and you couldn’t help but sigh.

“I mean, yeah… though sometimes he’s really sweet… in between bein’ an arse.”

Kelly snorted, ambling toward the next bulletin board down the hall. “I don’t even wanna ask what you’re doin’ for Valentine’s day.” You groaned, kicking the toe of your sneaker against the scuffed tile beneath your feet. “I just wanna be swept off my feet for once, is that so bad?” you huffed, hanging the next poster. “He doesn’t even hafta buy me anythin’. I just wish he’d put a little effort in, that’s all…”

Unbeknownst to you or Kelly, Nathan had overheard your conversation from the mezzanine, your voices carrying in the empty halls. Chewing his lip, he took your words to heart and began planning the most sickeningly sweet romantic evening he could think of, not wanting to let you down.

By the time Valentine’s day had arrived, you made your way to the Community Centre to meet Nathan for your date, not expecting much. Opening the door he’d left unlocked for you, you were in the midst of mentally preparing yourself for disappointment when the lights suddenly flickered on and you were met with the sigh of hundreds of paper hearts hanging from the ceiling.

“What th–?” you breathed, gaping at the unexpected decor when Nathan’s voice echoed down from the balcony above you.

“Happy Valentine’s, y/n!”

“Nathan?” you called, pulling back some of the streamers and suspended hearts to look up at him, leaning against the balcony railing in an outfit you’d never seen him wear before.

“Yes?” he replied, raising a thick eyebrow at you and grinning bemusedly.

“Did you do all this?”

“Course!” he exclaimed, shrugging like it was nothing.

“All by yourself?” you asked skeptically.

It was certainly exceptional, but it had to have been a lot of work, especially for one person, and you knew how lazy Nathan could be.

“What, y’don’t think I could’ve done this?” Nathan exclaimed, clapping his hand over his heart in faux offense as he descended the stairs to join you.

“Well…” you trailed off, still doubtful, but not wanting to hurt his feelings.

“Well, I might’ve taken ‘em from th’daycare room and made Barry help me hang ‘em,” he admitted, quickly dodging your lighthearted smack at his shoulder.

“You stole kids’ crafts?” you exclaimed, trying to fight back an amused chuckle. Also, if you had to guess, Simon did the brunt of the work, but still, you were touched.

“They weren’t usin’ ‘em!” Nathan cried. “Plus, I thought it’d be romantic and shit,” he added, taking your hand. “C’mon, there’s more!” he exclaimed, pulling you toward the stairs to the roof.

Nathan burst out onto the rooftop and spread his arms wide. Candles flickered in a haphazard circle around what looked to be a small eclectic picnic laid out on the weathered coffee table across from the threadbare sofa where you and the others often snuck off to after and sometimes even during your community service hours.

“So, what d’yeh think?” Nathan asked hesitantly, his gaze darting between you and his little surprise.

“This is…” your words melted on your tongue as your boyfriend pulled you toward the moth eaten couch and the bottle of cheap champagne sitting between two mismatched glasses from the Community Centre’s kitchen.

“Shit, hold on,” he mumbled, hastily reaching into his pocket to grab his ipod and plug it into the little speaker on the table. The next thing you knew Endless Love was playing softly.

“There! Pretty impressive, huh? Romantic as fuck, yeah?” Nathan supplied, grinning nervously, still waiting for your approval.

“It’s lovely,” you finally murmured, lowering yourself to the seat.

Nathan’s grin grew and he scrambled to sit down next to you, grabbing the bottle of champagne and wrenching at the cork. “Help yourself to some cheese and fruit,” he said, gritting his teeth as he struggled to open the booze. “Watch out for bits of mold though,” he warned and you grimaced, dropping the strawberry you’d picked up.

“Uh, Nathan, this is very sweet and all, but where’d you get this stuff?” you asked.

As soon as Nathan opened his mouth to answer, the cork shot out of the bottle followed by an eruption of bubbles splattering all over the crotch of his jeans.

“Shit!” he yelped, jumping to his feet, but it was already too late, his pants were soaked, making it look like he’d just pissed himself. “Jay-sus,” he huffed in annoyance, letting out a defeated sigh as he collapsed back into his seat.

“Guess that’s what I get for tryin’ so hard,” he muttered in frustration, setting the half empty bottle back down and shaking the alcohol from his hand.

“Did you really do all this for me?” you asked, turning toward him.

“Well… yeah,” he replied, as if it was obvious. “I might’ve overheard what y’said t’Kelly th’other day and I wanted t’make today special for yeh, sweep yeh off your feet like y’wanted,” he explained. “I’m no good with th’feelin’s and th’romance and shit, y’know, all that mushy stuff,” he muttered, looking down at his hands.

Letting out a soft huff of affection, you leaned in to press a kiss to his cheek, taking him off guard. “I dunno about all that,” you murmured as he turned to gape at you. “I think it was sweet of you to put the effort in,” you said with a shrug, your gaze lingering on his lips. “I think you’re pretty romantic in your own way.”

Nathan’s mouth stretched into a lopsided grin, straddling the line between cheeky and sincere. “I can still sweep yeh off your feet if y’want,” he said, grabbing the bottle of champagne round the neck and bringing it to his lips before offering you a swig which you gratefully took.

“Oh yeah? And how y’gunna do that?” you asked, biting your lip coyly.

“Like this,” he replied, pulling you into his lap and wrapping his arms around you, his lips descending on yours before you could reply, and you kissed him back, matching his exuberance with your own.

Your heart pounding in your chest, the alcohol on his tongue went straight to your head, making the world spin, or maybe it was just Nathan’s fervent kisses. Either way, everything else fell away and all you could think about was how much you loved him.

@super-unpredictable98 @salvador-daley @elliethesuperfruitlover @firstpersonnarrator

#misfits #nathan young #nathan young x reader #joz.fic #robert sheehan character fic

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ladystardust05 · 4 months

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I need more fics of Luke from cherrybomb 2009. I'm going feral

Someone please rescue me😭😭

#luke cherrybomb #luke (cherrybomb) x reader #rozzymikes #luke (cherrybomb)#me and mrs jones fanfic #nathan young #me and mrs jones #robert pattinson #the umbrella academy #ivan mccormick #ivan mccormick x reader #luke cherrybomb x reader #hes got me in chokehold #id let him ruin me #i need him #hes soooo hot #klaus hargreeves #billy delany

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yoursecondfirstlove · 2 years

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Anti-Social Behavior P.2

P.1 P.2 P.3 P4 P5

(Nathan young x f!reader)

Continuing her community service (y/n) grows closer with her fellow young offenders. She may still think this whole thing is bullshit but she is delighted to find a friend in a pretty blonde volunteer

Word count: 5,555 words

Warnings: swearing, smoking, alcohol, drug use, death mention, sex mention, description of nudity, r slur

The next week had rolled around and Nathan had not given up on his insistence of finding a power “and what? Cuz you’re all special and I’m not? Yeah well I doubt it. You can think what you like but I have a superpower and I just need to find out what it is!” Alisha huffed, quickly growing tired of his continuing rambling “maybe you’re just super-retarded!” Nathan ignored her completely continuing his rant “maybe I’ve got like a whole Spider-Man vibe goin’ on. Ya know, maybe I can climb walls and do spider shit!” (Y/n) let out a huff of laughter “spider shit?” She questioned earning an eager nod from Nathan. “Yeah cuz that makes perfect sense. Why would you be able to climb stuff” Curtis snapped. Nathan squinted at him “I don’t know! How is it you can turn back time, apparently? And weird kid can turn invisible? It’s not like this whole situation is backed up by a wank-load of logic.” (Y/n) shrugged “in fairness he’s got a point” Alisha rolled her eyes “No the fuck he doesn’t! You’re just sayin’ that cuz you wanna shag him!” (Y/n) turned to scowl at her as Nathan chimed in “hey hey hey! There’s no shame in that!”

The group found themselves in an alley picking up litter scattered about when Curtis noticed a body heaped on the ground “what is that?” The group turned and began to approach a nude man laying on the ground, passed out, or dead…who’s to say. As they reached his side Kelly asked “is he breathing?“ (y/n) shook her head “this fucker better not be dead! I can’t deal with another dead body…” Alisha approached him and poked him with her litter picker causing him to stir slightly, she turned to the group laughing slightly before addressing the man who was slowly returning to consciousness “hey nude guy, you’re naked!” The man rolled over, quickly leaving nothing the imagination as the group recoiled in horror. Nathan caught a glimpse of his face and leaned forward to examine further before he yelled in recognition “you!” Panic quickly set into the naked man as he promptly got up and started sprinting away as Nathan chased him to the gate. The group had already erupted in laughter “do you wanna tell us who that was?” Curtis laughed. Nathan turned to them angrily “he’s my mums…he lives with my mum” the group continued to laugh “your stepdad has got a massive cock” Alisha commented sending the group into another fit of giggles. Nathan, irritated, interjected immediately “no! Jesus! And he’s not my stepdad alright?” Alisha turned to Kelly and (Y/n) “did you see that thing? That was monster big!” She turned back to Nathan “your mum will hurt” Nathan stuck his fingers in his ears looking away from her “la la la la la, shut up!” Kelly shook her head “why’s he naked?” Alisha rolled her eyes “well, obviously he’s some kinda pervert, or he’s gay” Curtis turns to her “that follows” he said sarcastically (y/n) chimed in “casual homophobia? A lot of us haven’t even had our first cigarette of the day is it not a bit early?” Alisha just rolled her eyes again. “Or he could be a rapist. There’s loads of them around here” Kelly added, she too earned a remark from (y/n) “man, this dank alleyway is feeling safer by the second!” Finally Simon chimed in “maybe he’s a werewolf” (y/n) couldn’t even formulate a snarky response to that one, she just stared at him, luckily Nathan picked up the slack for that one as he pointed his litter picker at Simons face and declared “twat!” Simon drew back slightly before he defended his stance “it’s what happens in films, you turn into a werewolf, you kill someone, then you wake up somewhere, naked, like a zoo.” (Y/n) continued to stare at him wordlessly as he cast nervously glances to her flat stare. “He’s not a werewolf alright?” Nathan insisted “this guys such a pussy he needs my mum to open jars for him. I’m sure if he was a werewolf he’d be able to open a jar of peanut butter for himself!” “What happens if the storm messed him up?” Kelly questioned. Nathan made a slight face “that’s bollocks” he meekly insisted again “what are the chances?”

The group stood in the community centre as a crowd of elderly people danced around a few tables, their probation worker, Sally instructed them “help out. Talk to them. Make sure everyone’s having a good time.” They all just stared at her quickly wearing down her patience causing her to bark out “move!” They all walked pasted her into the crowd. (Y/n) approached a man in a wheelchair who appeared to be wearing an army uniform of some sort, adorned in medals. “Can I get you anything?” She asked sweetly, he didn’t reply which began to worry her a little “hello?” She shook him a little. “What’s goin’ on?” Nathan asked walking up from behind her. “I think he might be dead…” (y/n) muttered exchanging a look with Nathan, he nodded reassuringly before leaning close to the old man’s face “she’s stealing your pension!” He loudly announced to the man, startling him awake. Nathan turned to (y/n) with a toothy grin “no, he’s fine.” (Y/n) just shrugged walking off with Nathan leaving the man dazed and confused. An elderly man had approached her asking politely for a dance to which she smiled tightly and complied. While dancing she looked over the man’s shoulder and saw that somehow, within the two seconds Nathan had escaped her sight, he’d snagged a woman in a wheelchair and began running around with her faster than he probably should have “okay Joan, let’s pick up some speed here, let’s get that wind blowing through your hair! ooo uh let’s get that wind blowing through her scalp, come on” (y/n) had managed to catch Nathan’s eye as he commenced his antics and he had let go of the wheelchair completely, letting the woman roll off into the hallway as he waved at her. (Y/n) smiled and shook her head, breaking away from the dance with the old man to join him. Before she could say a word a beautiful blonde woman walked past them “hi” she greeted them earning a polite wave from (y/n). (Y/n) let her curiosity get the better of her and followed her to the food table where she was carrying some paper plates, Nathan following her eagerly. “Hi!” (Y/n) greeted again once she’d reached her, she looked to her, her eyes flicked to Nathan as he stood behind (y/n) like a child who’s mam ran into her friend at the shop. “So are you a member of staff?” (Y/n) asked, making conversation. “I’m a volunteer” she said with a smile, (y/n) nodded retaining a wide grin “volunteer? You’re a better person than me!” Nathan desperate to be part of the conversation just nodded while he looked back and forth between (y/n) and the blonde woman. “Yeah old people…they’re so…” both (y/n) and the blonde woman turned to Nathan, wanting to see where he was going with this “they’re so…they’re old, ya know?” He finally concluded. The blonde woman just nodded “right” she muttered before turning her attention back to (y/n) “so what got you into community service?” She asked, (y/n) shrugged almost dismissively “graffiti, nothin’ crazy” the blonde woman nodded and turned to Nathan “and you?” He huffed a little “I was just done for eating some pick’n’mix” she laughed at that “right, of course you were, you’re such a liar, pass me those sausage rolls” as Nathan had his back turned an old woman seeking a dance partner toddled over, Nathan turned around and let out a startled noise at the sudden sight of her. “I think she wants to dance with you” the blonde woman said walking off “oh that’s nice” Nathan called after her but he quickly looked to (y/n) seeking an escape from the situation. (Y/n) just shrugged and walked off to try continue her conversation with the woman.

At the end of it all they were retrieving their things from their lockers to change , Curtis swung open his locker door and quickly called for the attention of the group “someone knows” he stated looking at the cryptic note he’d found “they know we killed out probation worker!” Kelly chimed in “is this a wind up?” She turned to address Nathan “was this you?” Nathan seemed almost offended by the accusation but not for the reasons most people would be “if I was tryna wind you up, I think I’d be a little more creative. ‘I know what film you saw last summer’” he said mockingly. “this isn’t funny!” Kelly retorted only for Nathan to reply “if I wanted to freak you out, I’d have dug up the body and stuck that in your locker” the group continued to bicker about who did it, who it was for, if it was about the probation worker at all and so on. “Okay. Okay. Let’s just say you’re right? If they actually knew anything, they wouldn’t be dickin’ around stickin’ notes on lockers. They would have gone to the police and we’d all be banged up in prison gettin’ gang-raped in the showers. But this, this means that they have no evidence, no proof. Nothing. And anyway. I’m guessin’ it’s about some other totally unrelated shit that you’ve done” Nathan concluded, Curtis glared at him but (y/n) just shrugged “he makes a few fair points with that one” Nathan turned and gestured to her thanking her for her support of his argument “so, if we’re all done freaking out here, over nothing. There’s somewhere I need to be” and without another word he walked out. Curtis looked around to the others as they stood stoically “please tell me you don’t actually believe that prick?” Kelly just shrugged “well whoever did it is just tryna freak us out right? So we just act normal.” She turned to (y/n) for reassurance, (y/n) nodded agreeing before turning back to Curtis who, clearly aggravated, just threw the crumpled note back in his locker. Kelly took (y/n)s hand in hers as they walked outside. Once they’d gotten out of the building Kelly turned to her “I’m fuckin’ starving! Wanna get somethin’ to eat?” “Oh fuck yeah, absolutely”

Something to eat had turned into a few drinks and by the time she was leaving to go home it had already gotten dark out. (Y/n) and Kelly bid their farewells and had parted ways. As (y/n) walked she rooted in her pocket for her iPod and earphones but came up empty handed. She stopped walking completely and groaned. Fuck! She’d left them in her locker! She’d been in such a rush to leave and then she didn’t notice they were missing immediately because she was with Kelly. She wandered back to the community centre praying it was still open but once she’d reached the door it didn’t budge. She used her whole weight to try and open it a few times as if that would make a difference but there was nothing changing it. It was locked. She groaned again, keeping her grip on the door as she leaned back, casting her eyes skyward. “Adding breaking and entering to your charges?” A chipper voice called to her. She turned to see the blonde woman from before, Ruth. “No” she answered with joking scrutiny “I left something inside and I wanna keep pulling in case I magically open it with my mind” Ruth laughed walking up to her. “Well lucky for you…” she pulled out a set of keys “I’ve left something inside too” (y/n) just stared emotionlessly at her for a moment before jokingly declaring “you’re the love of my life” Ruth laughed “uh-huh” she slipped pasted her to unlock the door and let them both in, flicking all the lights on. They both made quick work of finding what they’d left behind rejoining in the corridor. Both of them rounded the corner to be greeted by Nathan yelping in surprise “what are you two doin’ here?” He asked “I left my bag” “and I left my iPod” they all stared at each other for a moment before Ruth spoke up again “why are you here?” Nathan, panicked cast his eyes to (y/n) only to find her giving him the same questioning look “I’m…volunteering” he answered half heartedly as he leaned against the wall. “Is this a burglary?” Ruth asked stepping forward like a mother scolding her child “no!” Nathan quickly defended “I could say the same for you” he said accusingly “she’s got keys” (y/n) laughed. Nathan looked to (y/n) defeated “do you wanna drink?” Ruth and (y/n) shared a look and smiled.

Both of them stood back as they watched Nathan break open a lock and slide up some shudders “aaaaaannndd…now it’s a burglary” (y/n) stated. Nathan just shrugged. The three of them commenced their night of heavy drinking, drug use and just general goofing around. They danced and made a fool of themselves as they threw themselves around the community centre, taking turns pushing each other in the wheelchairs, the whole night was incredibly blurry but from what (y/n) could process Nathan was clinging to her constantly, picking her up, hugging her and spinning her around while Ruth laughed her ass off at seemingly nothing. After a while the three of them stumbled outside for some air.

They sat by the water occupying the two wheelchairs, Nathan sat in one with (y/n) snuggled into his lap and Ruth in the other, as they all passed a joint between them. Nathan had fed a growing habit of holding the joint for (y/n) whenever she was taking a pull. As (y/n) finished her third pull in a row Nathan passed the joint to Ruth. He turned back to (y/n) “you alright?” He asked, she nodded wordlessly in response. Ruth tapped on Nathan’s shoulder to get his attention, both Nathan and (y/n) looked at her as she drawled “I wanna get a photo” she took out her phone and all three of them squeezed together to fit in frame, all making matching kissy faces. Ruth pulls her phone back to look at the picture and they all softly giggle at it. Nathan turned to (y/n) as she giggled. Both their snickers died down as they slowly began to lean into each other. Ruth looked past them and furrowed her eyebrows, before Nathan and (y/n)s lips could meet Ruth spoke up “I don’t mean to interrupt but a naked man with a huge cock just ran past” Nathan whipped his head to look in the same direction as Ruth “it’s him!” “Who?” “It’s my mums…the guy who lives with my mum, quick give me your phone!” He took Ruth’s phone before moving (y/n) off of him and sprinting after him. (Y/n) plopped down onto the now unoccupied wheelchair while she and Ruth stared at Nathan’s disappearing figure. “Where’s he going?” Ruth asked “god knows” (y/n) said casting a glance back to her. They both giggled leaning into each other. “Do you live far from here?” Ruth asked. (Y/n) groaned, through all this mess she hadn’t even thought about getting home “it’s a bit of a trek…” she admitted. Ruth just giggled at her “stay at mine, I’m just around the corner” (y/n) smiled at her and nodded as they both stood up, still stumbling a little as they held hands for stability “you really are the love of my life ya know…” Ruth let out a bold chuckle at that “my lord and saviour” (y/n) continued “oh shut up!”

(Y/n) walked back to the community centre that morning with a raging headache, wearing the same clothes as yesterday. She could see Alisha and Curtis flirting from a distance. She was just striding off as (y/n) reached Curtis. “What are you smilin’ about?” She asked while grinning knowingly. Curtis bit his tongue as he smiled at the ground “nothing…” he replied coyly.

Nathan pulled (y/n) and Kelly aside as he showed them both a picture in Ruth’s phone “it’s him, it’s the guy who lives with my mum. He was out there last night. This is evidence” (y/n) scrunched her face up “and what exactly are we looking at?” Nathan huffed as he began to point to the screen “cock, anus, bit’a ballsack” Kelly grabbed the phone from him as her face screwed up in disgust “ew what is that?” “That’s ballsack! It’s from a low angle, Jesus!” Kelly and (y/n) shared a look, giggling slightly before Kelly cast her eyes back to Nathan “where were you last night?” She asked. Nathan stared at her ‘oh, shit. She knows I’m a homeless.’ He quickly ran off to Simon “here look…” he showed Simon the phone “cock, anus, ballsack…yeah?” Simon smiled cheekily and pointed to the screen “what’s that?” “That’s cock!” Nathan stepped away from Simon to address the group “look, this guy is living with my mum. We’ve got to do something!” “Like what?” Kelly quickly fired back. Nathan thought for a moment before asking “can you get me a gun?” “I ain’t gettin’ you a gun!” “C,mon, you know someone. Just a little one! Nothing too lairy” Kelly smiled, amused “there’s no wayIn getting a dickhead like you a gun.” “You can get a gun off the internet” Simon added matter of factly. Nathan ignored the concerning comment entirely “what if we just go ‘round there tonight, talk to him? We’ll be mature and polite, yeah? And then we’ll just tel him to fuck off!” “What if he says no?” Kelly questioned Nathan sputtered for a second “I dunno. We’ll improvise. So, who’s with me?” Nathan faced a flat faced group, he looked around trying to find any kind of support and locked his gaze on (y/n) “c’mon! (Y/n)! You’re with me right?” She shrugged “sorry…” Nathan huffed placing his hands on his hips “it’s like that is it? So much for being united by a horrific, life changing, shared experience” the rest of the group continued to stare at him “hmm? Last week? Ya know? The situation…?” After a few more minutes of silence Nathan blurted, all too loud “we killed our probation worker!” The group hurriedly shushed him “god you’re such a dickhead” Kelly muttered. “That counts for nothing?” Nathan continued. “I’ll come with you” Simon offered but was only met with a doubtful face from Nathan “I’m not bein’ funny but…me and you, buddying up…kickin’ ass! I’m just not feeling it, but, hey. Lovely thought, cheers.” The rest took a place sitting around as Simon slinked away discouraged.

The girls entered the locker room first to get changed, chattering away about nothing in particular as they stripped down. Alisha spotted the tattoo on Kelly’s lower back “did that hurt when you got it done?” She asked, Kelly nodded “yeah it hurt like a bastard, I only got it done cuz my fiancé wanted it” Alisha nodded and leaned over to addressing (y/n) “do you have any tattoos?” Alisha asked. “Yeah a few” (y/n) spun around to show off each tattoo giving it a little explanation as to why she got it until she paused turning to Kelly again “you said your fiancé, are you engaged?” Kelly shrugged as she pulled in her shirt “I was. I’m not anymore.” She stated simply. “Why? what happened?” Alisha asked “I could hear what he was thinkin’, yeah? And he wasn’t exactly being romantic. (Y/n) scoffed out a laugh “sounds like a dickhead” she laughed, Kelly grinned at she turned to (y/n) “proper dickhead” she exclaimed causing all three girls to laugh. “Have you been with anyone? Since you could do your thing?” Kelly asked Alisha, she scoffed in response “no, not full on” she shrugged “tried it out with a couple of guys, just for a second. They were proper horny. One was quite fit actually. What about yous two?” Kelly shook her head “no, guys are arseholes with how they think about me, don’t wanna touch that” (y/n) shook her head as well as the other two girls turned to her “I mean me not bein’ with anyone has nothing to do with the super speed, I just haven’t” she laughs, Alisha laughs as well “yeah, cuz you wanna shag Nathan so bad you won’t touch anyone” (y/n) screeched out a laugh “stop!” Kelly smirked at her “yous two are actually quite cute, he’s a dickhead but, yous two are cute.” (Y/n) snickered as she slug an arm over Kelly’s shoulder “yeah thanks” she laughed out sarcastically as the girls all turned to leave.

Later on in the day Nathan was storming out of his house after an altercation with his mum and her…the guy she lives with. Leaving him huffing with a heavily bruised ego and a lightly bruised cheek. He tried to call (y/n) but she didn’t answer. Now that he thought about it he remembered her mentioning she had work that night. So he went to another place to seek comfort, Ruth’s house. Ruth opened the door, questioning his presence without saying anything “I got your address from the community centre” he explained “why?” She asked. He cast his gaze down to his feet “cuz I don’t wanna be alone and I can’t get a hold of (y/n).” Suddenly she nodded understandingly. He looked up again “and I uh…I thought you might want your phone back” he added as he handed it to her.

Once he’d sat down in her living room he just played with his own hands awkwardly as he stared at his shoes. He’d explained the whole thing to her, near teary eyed. “She’d never hit me before…not even a smack when I was a kid.” Ruth considered it a moment “what do you want from her? Would you be happier if she was on her own?” ��Yeah!” Nathan insisted “but it’s horrible being on your own.” Ruth smirked for a second “you don’t want your mum to have anyone in her life cuz that means she’s not there for you” Nathan was quick to interject “don’t try that reverse psychology A-level bullshit on me! I’m fine!” Ruth scoffed “your living in a community centre you’re doing great” Nathan just shrugged. “C’mom I’m sure you weren’t always there for your mum the way you want her to be there for you. I mean you’ve gotten caught up in girls and that” Nathan rolled his eyes “I don’t get caught up with girls” he defended. Ruth only scoffed again reeling back “yeah? You don’t do you? So I’m just imagining your infatuation with (y/n)? Hm?” Nathan just made a face at her. “See! You’ve no defence!” “Hey I’m not infatuated with her!” Ruth giggled casting her eyes down to the floor before looking back up again “from the moment I’ve met both of you, you’ve been stuck to her. You follow her around, always try to make her laugh, or impress her and always trying to touch her in some way” “okay yeah that doesn’t mean I’m infatuated with her!” “That’s exactly what it means!” Nathan thought about it a minute only to realise she was right. From the moment he’d met her he felt like he spent every moment she wasn’t there looking forward to her coming back. He hadn’t even known this girl long! Sure he’d wanted to shag girls before! Hell, he’d go as far to say he wanted to shag most girls he met but he wanted more than that from (y/n). “I…I don’t think I’ve ever actually liked a girl the way I like (y/n) before…” Nathan admitted nervously. Ruth smiled “is that why your so rubbish at this?” Nathan sat up straight “hey I am not-“ he paused as he saw her expression “okay maybe I’m a bit rubbish at this.” He admitted as he slouched back down. Ruth smiled at him and poked at his knee “would you like a drink?“ she asked “yeah…” he huffed childishly. Once she’d left the room Nathan examined his surroundings, seeing a cane and knitting needles. He’d picked up a magnifying glass to play around with as he called out to her “who’s house is this?” “It’s my Grans!” Ruth called back with a slight hesitation in her voice “I’m staying with her.” He continued messing around with random objects he’d found until she returned “is sherry okay?” She asked. Nathan gave a slightly disappointed nod and took the drink from her. Before Ruth could sit down the lights began to flash, Nathan’s eyes grew fuzzy as her form switched from one to another. After a few minutes the flashing stopped and Ruth had seemingly been replaced by an elderly woman. Nathan screeched in surprise as he launched himself to the other side of the room dropping the small glass of sherry onto the floor. “What the fuck?!” He wailed before sprinting out of the room and down the hall to the front door, he flung the door open and had only gotten a step or two out before Ruth grabbed him “Nathan wait!” She exclaimed. Once’s he’d turned around she was young again he stared at her in confusion “what the fuck was that?” She hesitated before answering “it was the storm. i just…I just wanted to be young again” she admitted. They both stared at each other a moment “come back inside.” She begged but he just shook his head “no! No no I can’t it’s just-it’s just too weird” he said breaking from her grasp and sprinting off as she stared helplessly.

The next day the group were back with the elderly crowd, today seeming to have a much better attitude about the whole thing as many of them danced happily with the older people. Nathan however just sat on the side gazing at (y/n) while she danced with an older man, the man was using what little athleticism he had left to throw out some eccentric moves and (y/n) was smiling brightly and laughing with him. Nathan huffed and looked up to see Ruth, old again, approaching him with a smile. He reeled back in panic before standing up and and jogging out of the community centre. (Y/n) witness the scene and rushed over to the woman who looked distraught at his sudden exit. She excused herself from her dance partner to rush over to her and help her sit down “sorry about him he’s just…well he’s just like that.” She joked, the woman nodded “I understand…” she smiled but there was clear sand was in her tone. (Y/n) smiled back as she cast a quick glance around the room “let me just uh…jet around, see if anyone needs anything and I’ll be right back, yeah?” Before (y/n) could walk off the elderly woman commented “and here I thought I was the love of your life…” (y/n) froze in place and then turned toward the woman slowly “sorry?” She asked, as if she’d misheard her. The woman grinned “the love of your life? your lord and saviour?” (Y/n) approached her slowly and kneeled in front of her, examining her thoroughly. She had a familiar twinkle in her eye, there was something so recognisable about the way her grin tugged on her wrinkled lips. “Ruth?” (Y/n) near whispered. The woman nodded. “But how…” she began but interrupted herself “the storm…” she’d realised. “I wanted to be young again…I suppose I hadn’t realised it would be temporary” Ruth admitted sadly. “Hey…” (y/n) said soothingly “you got to be young again! it doesn’t matter if it was only for a week or two! That’s a chance no one has ever gotten, and I think you lived that to the fullest” Ruth smiled and reached her hand up to pet (y/n)s hair. “I’ve known you for two days and you’re the only one who could make me feel better like this…” both of them smiled tearfully at each other before Ruth nodded to the door. “Go after Nathan, he needs some comfort right now” “are you sure?” “Listen to your elders!” Ruth joked and they both shared a small laugh. (Y/n) stood up, nodding to Ruth before she turned on her heel and followed Nathan.

(Y/n) walked until she found Nathan sat underneath the flyover smoking a joint. “Hey…” she calls out to him shyly. He just smiles at her wordlessly and stares into his lap. “So…I may have put together that the woman you ran away from in there was Ruth…” Nathan nods “yeah…” (y/n) walks right next to him and sits down. “Why did you run away from her?” She asked. Nathan reeled his head back considering the question “I dunno it’s just weird I guess, I went over to her house last night, I spill my guts to her and suddenly out of nowhere I’m talkin’ to someone’s nan!” (Y/n) furrowed her eyebrows “spilled your guts? What about?” Nathan looked at her and sucked in his bottom lip thoughtfully. “Me and my mum…we had a row. A bad one, worst we’ve ever had. She hit me…” “she hit you?!” “Yeah! She’d never hit me before so I just stormed out. I didn’t want to be alone but I couldn’t call you! So I went to hers, she used some psychology bullshit to pull some shit outta me I guess…” (y/n) gave him a saddened look “the rows with your mum? Is that why you’re living in the community centre?” He just nods “why didn’t you tell me?!” Nathan huffs “I dunno ‘I’m a homeless who steals booze and sweets to survive’ isn’t exactly the most attractive thing I can tell ya about me.” (Y/n) huffs out a brief laugh and leans her head on his shoulder. “You can stay with me if ya want” she offerers. Nathan leans his head on her own “are ya sure?” He asks, his meekness seems incredibly out of character, he really must have have a tough couple of days. (Y/n) wraps her arms around one of his “course I’m sure!” Nathan huffs out a snort of laughter as he moves the arm she has in her grip to place his hand in her thigh “alright, I’ll move in with ya…since you’re twistin’ my arm” she punches his side “prick!” She giggles “hey!” He helps before wrestling her into a tight grip, clamping her arms down her side as they both giggle like children.

Before long the others trailed along, dressed in their jump suits and equipped with litter pickers and bin bags “hey what happened to yous two?” Curtis called out. Nathan raised his head from resting on (y/n)s “I will not be in a room where that song is playing,line in the sand my friend” he quipped back. Kelly rolled her eyes before turning her attention to (y/n) “who was that old woman you was speakin’ to?”(y/n)s faced turned sorrowful for a second before she exchanged a look with Nathan “uuuh that was Ruth…” Curtis looked from Nathan to (y/n) for a second “I thought Ruth was that blonde girl you were chattin’ with the other day” (y/n) just nodded “she was.” Everyone shared a look of confusion before (y/n) elaborated “it was the storm, made her young again.” The group all nodded before Kelly raised another question “why’d Nathan run away?” Nathan rolled his eyes, already sick of all the questions “I went over to hers last night and she turned back out of nowhere, I ran away cuz it was all so weird and now I just…can’t face her” Nathan looked to his lap. Alisha raised her eyebrows “did you shag her?!” They all laughed and Nathan’s eyes widened “No! What? No! ‘Course I didn’t shag her” the group just continued to laugh so Nathan just stood up and stormed off, (y/n) hot on his heels as she called after him.

Later that night Nathan was hauling several bags into (y/n)s flat, she had offered to help but he continuously refused. “Hey! This is pretty nice!” He jeered looking around the place. (Y/n) giggled and showed him where to put his stuff down. Once the abundance of bags were set down he looked back up to (y/n) “so what’s the uuuhh… the sleeping arrangement?” He asked while (y/n) was busying herself with some tidying. She pointed at him “pull-out” she said simply. Nathan froze and just blinked at her “sorry?” When (y/n) had looked back up at him he looked dumbfounded “the couch” she explained “oh!” Nathan shuffled fiddling with the collar of his shirt “right, right yeah…” (y/n) giggled before rejoining him where he was standing. “You wanna get a takeaway?” Nathan smiled “yeah”

The rest of the night was filled with shitty movies that they more put on to make fun of than watch and giggling as they threw popcorn at each other. At some point in the middle of it they found themselves with their hands intertwined, neither sure which one had done it and not daring to pull away. The first night Nathan was living with (y/n) they’d dozed off on the couch together, snuggled up close despite the ample room they had.

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