#sorry if this reply stinks I just woke up from a nap

[alto-march-of-death]

He grins, tilting your chin up and pressing a soft, but deep, kiss against your lips. His tongue briefly darts in before he pulls away, his forehead pressing against yours. I’m not easily surprised, but I wouldn’t mind yours. His hands graze your skin and travel to you shoulders and the small of your back, keeping you close to him. he leans down to kiss you again, lightly sucking on your bottom lip before pulling away so he can speak against your lips, I guess I don’t have to hold back with you anymore.

-Your Ushijima

whee-

Both of my hands grab a fist full of his shirt, pulling it tightly when his hands begin to touch my skin.

I don’t want you to hold back, Toshi. You don’t have to. I want all of you, please.

I stand on my toes, pressing a soft kiss that turns much hungrier by the second.

#ushi.anon #hi baby 🥺 #sorry if this reply stinks I just woke up from a nap

[twoidiotwriters1]

Déjà Vu (Or are we losing our minds?) VI -Modern!Shirbert

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Chapter Six: Kindred Spirits.

Anne to ‘Golden Trio’: I know you were looking forward to our party this weekend but I just got my period and I’m DYING so… rain check?

Cole: Bitch—

Diana: Oh, no! :( I hate when that happens, but it’s okay, we can wait!

Cole: I just want you to appreciate my friendship right now cause I’m on the verge of throwing myself over a cliff but fine, I have no uterus, no opinion. I’ll have to stand these beasts a while longer

Diana: Those are your nieces, nephews and siblings you’re talking about, Cole…

Cole: And I love them but doesn’t mean they don’t suck

Anne: I love you so much Cole, I promise next week it’s on!

Anne dropped her phone on her nightstand, then it buzzed once more, she groaned but picked it up anyway, Josie's name on the screen.

Josie: Ruby’s having a crisis. Waiter guy won’t answer his phone and now she’s on the verge of shaving her head.

Anne: goddamit I just got my period, I’m still on my pj’s!

Josie: We can go to your place? I really don’t want to deal with Ruby on my own...

Anne bit her lip, she had the tendency to lack patience during her periods, but the girls needed her, so she couldn’t say no.

Anne to ‘Golden Trio’: If you guys feel like witnessing some drama Josie’s heading to my place with a "Pink Crisis."

Cole: Fuck, did that waiter broke things off with Ruby already?

Anne: Apparently he’s not answering her texts and Ruby’s about to go crazy.

Cole: I’m in. Anything as long as I can leave the house.

Diana: Sorry, I was talking with Minnie May

Diana: btw I’m in too, let me see if I can take the car and I’ll pick you up @Cole

Cole: Cool, text me when you’re coming.

Anne dropped her phone again, this time on her pillow, and got up to let tell Marilla and Matthew that the girls plus Cole were coming. 

A strange thought came to her as she got up from bed. She felt like there was something missing, something was out of place, or unfinished. Was she supposed to text someone? Had she missed an appointment?

‘A doctor's appointment,’ said a voice at the back of her head.

Anne snorted at the absurdity of that, she knew there was no doctor's appointment scheduled, what the hell was wrong with her? Maybe it was just the hormones...

___________________

Bash was still not over the fact that Gilbert had had a “wet dream” about Moody’s girl and kept teasing whenever he could. It wasn’t Ruby though, Gilbert knew that, somehow.

He was sure that the girl in his dreams had red hair and grey eyes. Or blue, he couldn’t remember well. Either way, as the afternoon went away he started to forget. Sure enough, it’d been nice, he woke up feeling some sort of strange joy for the rest of his shift until it was time to close the diner, then his mind drifted to the dishes he needed to clean and the bills they had to pay.

While Mary was upstairs putting Delly to bed Bash sat next to him on the living room, making sure to mess up the comfortable position Gilbert was in by putting his legs on the boy's lap and laying on the whole lenght of the couch.

“Sometimes I feel like you’re the real twenty-year-old in this house and I’m the parent,” Gilbert rolled his eyes, pushing Bash’s legs away.

“That’s cause you’re always grumpy. You know why you always grumpy, Blythe?” Bash smirked.

“I don’t want to know.”

“It’s because you need to get laid.”

“There we go…”

“Why can’t you be a normal young adult and get one of those apps to hook up?”

“Because everytime I try it, all I think about is how I could end up murdered or sick- Do you want me to die of syphilis, Bash? Is that what you want?”

“Don’t be dramatic.”

“I’m not that desperate for sex, anyway.”

“I don’t wanna know the context of that sentence at all,” Mary walked in holding a basket full of Delly’s clothes. “But since you have all this free time to talk about your sex life, why don’t you help me with the girl’s stuff and fold them while I make myself a cup of tea?”

“Sure,” Gilbert agreed, happy to change the subject.

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“Am I asking too much? Does god hate me?”

The group groaned in exasperation at Ruby’s inquires.

“I think you should finish your tea and breathe,” Diana said patiently.

“What she needs is to get her shit together and understand that it’s the twenty-first century. No man is going to propose to you after a drunk make-out session, Ruby!” Josie rolled her eyes.

“I know that!” Ruby said defensively. “But he’d been so nice even before that... I thought he liked me!”

“Maybe he does,” Anne said. “You have to remember that it’s Christmas, maybe he’s shopping? Maybe his phone got busted? I don’t know, give him the benefit of the doubt!”

“You know what my advice is,” Cole said simply.

“Yes,” Diana and Anne said at the same time.

“I’m gonna say it anyway. Dump the idiot and live your best life. Why are you trying to have a serious relationship when half of the boys in college are desperately trying to get in your pants?”

“Are you trying to get her pregnant or with syphilis? Because that’s how you do it, that's how you get syphilis,” Anne said crossed her arms. “She doesn’t have to sleep around to be happy! She just needs to be logical!”

“Okay, Dr. Heart, what do you recommend?” Josie huffed.

Anne whined and curled up under the covers. Ruby and Josie were sitting at the edge of her bed while Diana and Cole laid casually on the floor, their heads against the pillows Anne had given them so they weren’t completely flat on the ground.

“I don’t know, I’ve never dated a guy for more than a month.”

“Ew, Roy,” Cole said instantly.

“But maybe… I don’t know, do you have his intagram or something?”

“I do,” Ruby sniffed. “I haven’t checked it cause I didn’t want to look desperate and you know how I always accidentally like old pictures…”

“Facebook?”

“No...”

“If you have his instagram, you have his facebook,” Cole said.

“How come?”

“Give me your phone,” His hand lifted from the ground, Ruby gave it to him.

“Okay, so we decided to go full stalker then,” Josie said bluntly.

“It’s either this or…” Anne stopped herself before saying ‘or hearing Ruby mop for another three hours’ but managed to hold her tongue just in time.

“This is for the best,” Diana replied almost as if talking of a medical procedure.

“Can someone go to the bathroom and fetch me the painkillers?” Anne groaned.

“I’ll go, see if I can drown myself in the toilet,” Josie mumbled. “I can’t believe you guys are my best friends…”

Anne laughed at that. Truth be told, Josie and her weren’t exactly close during their youth, Josie even sort of made her life a living hell for a whole year during Junior high, then some random dude tried to take advantage of her during a school dance and Anne stood up for her in front of the whole school. Josie spent the rest of her highschool years making up for her bad actions by defending Anne from any nasty comments anyone would throw her way.

She kept this up even during college, and Anne would’ve gladly told her it wasn’t necessary if it wasn’t because Josie seemed to get more insulted whenever Anne tried to point it out than if she was actually insulting her.

“You know what I’d love to have right now?” Anne yawned.

“A nap?”

“I’d love to have one of those god awful pancakes they used to make in our highschool’s cafeteria. God, they were awful, but for some reason I’m craving those fucking pancakes...”

“You ever crave flowers?” Diana asked absentmindedly.

“What?” Anne laughed. “What do you mean?”

“Like, you walk past a flower shop and you see a gorgeous bouquet, and then some random day you’re like, ‘Man, I wish I had the bouquet, it’d look amazing on my coffee table'”

“I… no– wow, I think it’s the first time you've beat me, Diana. That was the weirdest thing I’ve heard in a while.”

“Oh please, you love flowers, you must have felt that way at some point!”

“No, I swear,” Anne sat up. “I mean, maybe because if I see pretty flowers I just buy them, never been one to say no to buying flowers.”

“That’s the reason why our flat always stinks like gardenia, or roses, or lilies…” Cole adds distractedly.

“You know,” Ruby said, a bit calmer than before. “No boy has ever given me a bouquet.”

“That makes two of us,” Anne patted her knee.

“Three,” said Cole.

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“So, Moody got mugged as soon as he left the bus station yesterday,” Gilbert sighed.

“Oh god, is he alright?” Winnie asked through the phone.

Winifred was back in town for the holidays, and she had many stories to tell about Paris and the girls she’d met there. She was one of Gilbert’s best friends from highschool, if not the only he still had from that time apart from Moody.

They were planning to have lunch the next day, but she’d called him to let him know she was home now, safe and sound, and they were chatting the night away.

“Yeah, a black eye and no phone or wallet, but fine,” Gilbert chuckled. “What’s worse is that he’s not even mad about that, he's upset that he won’t be able to text his girl...”

“What?!” She gasped. “I didn’t know Moody had a girlfriend!”

“He doesn’t,” The boy squinted. “Well, I think they saw each other the other night at the bar and they kissed, but I’m not so sure.”

“Right, because you were utterly shit-faced.”

“Yup.”

He heard her laugh.

“I miss you two so much! Honestly, sometimes I feel like french guys lack sense of humor.”

“Oh, but I bet the girls were quite amusing, considering you oficially dated at least two of them throughout the semester,” He teased.

“Didn’t say I wasn’t having fun,” Winnie replied, he could pictured her smirking. “Looks like the only one who’s got no game is Canada’s Golden Boy! What’s the matter, Gilbert? No girl is worthy of your charms? Are you waiting until marriage?”

“Not quite,” He grinned. “I’ve been busy studying, that’s all.”

“I worry about you, don’t want to see you in ten years all grey and grumpy.”

“That's awfully rude, Bash is not grey and he’s ten years older than us!”

“Yeah but I’ve heard that if you don’t have sex you die faster.”

“That’s the biggest slander I’ve ever heard. Don’t try to scare the future Doctor with fake news!”

“Well, future Doctor, I just want to make sure you don’t end up as the spinster of our group. Not that is bad, if you want to be alone that’s cool, but please don’t be a bitter one, you know, like those old librarians?”

“So what should I be then, the old spinster that invites you to have tea every sunday?”

“Yeah, you could even own a coffee shop- oh wait, you do!”

“Rude,” Gilbert frowned, but he was still smiling. “The Orchard is not a coffee shop, just so you know.“

“Yeah, yeah, whatever,” Winnie chuckled. “See you tomorrow?”

“Totally.”

“Got it!”

___________________

The girls straightened up at Cole’s announcement, all of them excited.

“And?” Diana urged him.

“Good news or bad news?”

“Bad news,” Cole looked up. “He posted this five hours ago…”

He handed the phone to Diana, then she gave it to Anne, there she read the most recent post on his page:

‘Someone stole my phone and wallet, please block the number in the meantime. If you need me you can send a private message here.’

“Could’ve been worse,” Anne gave the phone back to Ruby so she could read what it said.

Ruby sighed heavily.

“He doesn’t hate me.”

“Of course not, you’re a ray of freaking sunshine,” Josie retorted.

“I still think this is god giving you the opportunity to reconsider,” Cole replied. “Don’t commit, Ruby, you’re too young to get married–”

“She won’t get married!” Diana slapped his arm, then hesitated. “Well, at least not anytime soon... right, Ruby?”

“It’s late, children,” Marilla peeked through the door. “You can have dinner here if you want, we have room for all of you, but if you don’t then I suggest you to say your goodbyes now...”

“Thank you Marilla,” Anne smiled. “They’ll be on their way.”

“You can stay the night if you want as well,” Marilla added. “Matthew and I missed the fuss you kids make around the house whenever Anne invites you.”

“That’s so kind, thank you,” Ruby beamed.

Marilla left and Anne turned to look at the group.

“So any of you want to stay?”

“You know I do,” Cole smirked.

“Same,” Josie admitted. “My mom's being a pain right now: ‘Are you dating someone, love?’ ‘Will you ever give me grandchildren?’”

“I’d like to stay too,” Ruby said, deep in thought. “I know he’s not avoiding me, but I really don’t want to sleep alone tonight…”

“You have two younger sisters, Ruby.”

“It’s not the same!”

“See?” Cole said. “Ruby gets it!”

“I’ll have to pass,” Diana sighed. “My dad needs the car tomorrow morning, last minute shopping.”

“We still have next week,” Anne assured her with a small smile.

Taglist.

@ninizkd @http-itsrebecca @fuckthisshitimoutyall @just-here-to-escape-from-reality​​ @little-boats-on-a-lake

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[emberdragon240]

BFDI Done In Hermitcraft: Chapter 1: The Plank P1

(This is also on Wattpad if that’s your thing)

"I know, she was so scared over nothing! The bee wasn't even that big, and False was freaking out!"

"Really, Iskall?"

"Really, and yet she calls herself a badass."

"She is in a way, do you remember when she asked Bdubs if she was beautiful?"

Flashback to a week ago

"Bdubs, am I beautiful?"

"Umm, sorry, but no-"

*proceeds to get yeeted to the sun*

End of flashback

"Right, I remember that, and I still hate her!" Bdubs jumped into Grian and Iskall's conversation about how False was a complete asshole. She was so rotten, even Joe hated her, and that was very unusual for him to think of people.

"I swear, I'm gonna get revenge on her! I am honsetly so glad you guys are my friends, really!" Even though they didn't really know eachother, (almost) everyone was friends on the Hermitcraft island.

"You're my friend too, right, Mumbo?" Bdubs said as he grabbed Mumbo and started squeezing him with no mercy.

"Bdubs, stop!" Grian and Iskall yelled before there was a sickening crunch and their communicators buzzed with a death message.

*MumboJumbo was suffocated*

"Sorry about that," Bdubs said, clearly embarrassed at what happened. Mumbo eventually respawned in one of those respawn generators, only to get almost killed by Jevin pointing a sword at his chest.

"Hey! I just respawned!" Mumbo said, exasperated.

"Hey, don't blame me! Blame the stupid Tango here, it's his fault!" Jevin said as he kicked Tango in the face, making him let go as he flew into the ocean.

"Fine! I'll grab Cleo instead," Tango said before grabbing Cleo out of nowhere and yeeting her to Mumbo, which was a very close dodge.

"Yikes!" Mumbo said. She was also conveniently holding a sword, so it was a pretty close call. "What was that for!?" Mumbo asked.

"What? I'm just in the mood to hurt someone," Tango replied. He then found Keralis, which he kicked with absolutely no mercy. Keralis screamed his ass off as he flew, conveniently passing by Wels. He then landed on the ground face first in shallow water where Stress was doing something.

"Keralis! What are you doing there? There's a life to enjoy, so enjoy it!" Stress said in her cheering state. Keralis had a liking for TFC for some reason, so went to him and starting acting all lovingly. A little bit too lovingly, because TFC kicked him into the air as well.

"TFC, calm down," Joe said with papa bear mode set to low. "Kicking him that hard can have permanent side effects. He IS light-weight," Joe lectured as Keralis continued flying in the air once again and as he flew past Wels, not much happened, why am I mentioning this? Anyways, he eventually fell because of the laws of physics, and he fell right onto Zedaph, and as he got up, he noticed... blood. I think you can guess what happened from there. The scream was so loud it could be heard all over the island.

"Keralis is such a scaredy-cat," Cub complained. "He's so annoying. Scar, though, you're cool," Cub said to his friend and partner-in-crime-I mean, partner-in-business.

"So are you, Cub!" Scar complimented back. Meanwhile, Wels was still flying before crashing into a mountain at low speeds, so he didn't take too much damage from the crash. The weird thing though, was that Zedaph was just sitting there as if he took a nap with his eyes open. Wels shouldn't have been surprised, though, since he always acted as if he was on LSD.

"Zedaph! Wake up!" Wels shook Zedaph awake.

"What? Hi, Wels!" Zedaph said as he was jolted awake. Wels sighed before yeeting Zedaph behind him (seriously, why are the hermits constantly yeeting each other around?). Zedaph flew along, all in a excitement that you only feel when you're high until he fell onto Joe, barely surviving.

"Oh, hi Joe, my good old friend!" Zedaph greeted Joe tiredly and before passing out from his injuries. Meanwhile, Doc and Ren were sitting near Impulse with an angry glare. They still couldn't get over the whole Area 77 thing, so here we are.

"Ren! You're an absolute idiot!" Doc yelled at Ren. He did not get the reaction he was expecting though, because Ren's response was to slap him.

"Hey!" Doc yelled, surprised.

"Oh my god, your face feels so good to slap!" Ren said. He was not acting like himself today. He then went on a slapping spree. He was about to continue when Xisuma caught him in the act.

"Doc! Ren! Stop fighting!" Xisuma yelled at the two. "And Impulse, take a bath, you stink," X commented at Impulse who was just watching.

"Sorry," Impulse said.

"Isn't X bossy?" Tango asked Cub, who were both watching the scene.

"I know! He's like a bossy bot!" Cub tried to make a joke, but all he got were stares from Scar, Tango and Wels.

"Uh, you know, a bossy robot?" Cub tried to explain the joke which only got more awkward stares.

"Um, here's the thing; a robot that was built to be at it's bossiest," Cub tried to explain further which didn't help one bit, but everyone got tired of staring at him and decided to stare at the now setting sun. "I'd do anything to get away from him," Cub said. "Or False, or Keralis, or Impulse," then conveniently and suspiciously in time, out of some mysterious smoke, some kind of... creature? Came out of the smoke

"Well then, you're in luck!" The thing said, and it was obvious it was female. It seemed to be some kind of dragon hybrid, Ender Dragon maybe? And had a crop top with decked out armor on the bottom. She also had some kid of belt with fabric that would cover her private if she didn't already have pants on.

"Uh, how?" Cub asked. The girl who seemed to be in her 20

"They're creating the server of paradise, everyone," She continued. "It's called Dream Island. It's one square mile (2.5 kilometers for all you people outside of the US) of luxury. It has a 5 star hotel, a casino, six restaurants, robot servants, and the server's whitelisted, so the winner gets to chose who's allowed in, and who's not!" She described trying to sound all excited too hard.

"Ok, what does it cost?" Cub asked. If he couldn't pay it entirely, he might borrow some of his best friend's diamonds because that's what friends do! /s

"Not even a penny," The woman responded.

"Sounds like a deal! Me and my friend'll take it!" Cub answered excitedly.

"But what about about the rest of the people here? Don't they want it too?" The mysterious being asked.

"Well, I wouldn't give up that server for anything," Cub answered.

"Everyone here's thinking the same thing," she responded. "So you know what that means. We must settle this with a reality TV show- I mean, a contest."

Cue the intro

"So yeah," the mysterious woman who still hasn't given her name yet said, "whoever stays on this plank the longest wins."

"Go."

"Let's help each other," Stress said. She wouldn't let this contest affect her! Or at least she hoped so.

"Yeah!" Jevin agreed.

"Tango, wake up! What are you doing?" Ren asked Tango, who was clearly asleep for some reason.

"Uh oh!" Impulse said as he slipped off the bar, to which no one noticed.

"Get out of my way!" False said as she was pushing people into the pool of water underneath the plank with her sword. "I need my space!"

"Help me, Jevin!" Stress said as she was falling and close to becoming another one of False's victims. Being made of slime was pretty convenient in this situation though, as he was able to stretch and easily save her from the cold, murky waters of failure.

"Thanks!" Stress said.

"Let's form an alliance!" Mumbo said to the Architect team who all agreed with him, but it unfortunately fell over unwanted ears, as Bdubs heard over from the other side of the plank and was interested now.

"Did I hear an alliance is being formed? I've gotta join!" Bdubs said as rushed over, pushing Scar off the plank on the way.

"Can I be part-" was all Bdubs was able to say before they were all falling into the ocean.

"No." was the only thing Iskall said before they all fell into the water and had Dream Island out of their reach. While all of this was happening, Ren was still trying to wake up Tango.

"Tango, wake up!" Ren said while shaking him before he accidentally put him down too close to the plank and he started to fall. "Oops," but just then, Tango woke up and walked back up on the plank, pushing Ren off in the process.

"Ren! Don't ever-" Tango said before he realized what he just did. "Whoops,"

Final 6!

"Look, there's the evil False," Stress said to Jevin as she pointed at False. "She's still in,"

"Let's run her over!" Jevin suggested to False.

"Yeah!" She said, excitedly. This was only a harmless joke, she was gonna apologize later!

"Uh oh," Tango thought out loud as they started trampling over. The plan didn't work, however, and the two got kicked into the air by False.

"Hey, we're flying!" Jevin realized.

"You're right! Woohoo!" Stress confirmed, completely forgetting that what comes up, must come down.

"Uh-oh," Jevin remembered as they almost fell off the plank with TFC, but Stress managed to get a grip.

"Pull up," Jevin commanded Stress.

"I... can't!" Stress realized, getting ready for their fate. "Oh no! Tango? Zedaph? Help!" Stress cried for help. Eventually, Tango stepped on her hand, preventing it from falling any further.

"What is it?!" Tango asked, annoyed.

"You're stepping on my hand." Stress mentioned as Tango got off her foot.

"There, better now?" Tango asked.

"Yes, now pull us up." Stress said, but as Tango tried to pull the three up, he fell over and only had his feet on the plank now, the only part that still had a chance of getting the invite to Dream Island.

"Hold onto my other arm, TFC," Stress told him, who complied. Then the hugest dick on the planet towered over them as she started laughing in that cartoon villain sort of way.

"Ha, ha! I'm wearing non-slip shoes, so boo-hoo you weirdos!" False mocked them in her usual annoying way when Tango came up with an idea and kicked her over with one of his feet, but False grabbed onto Jevin to his extreme dislike before he came up with the idea to... lick her?

"Aaah, AAAHHH!" False screamed as she instinctively pulled away, but she instantly realized was a big mistake when she starting falling, falling, and eventually into failure.

"Nice work, Jevin! A job well done!" Stress complimented Jevin's great idea.

"TFC, let's swing!" Jevin said as they swinged back onto the plank, completely forgetting about Tango and Stress.

"Jevin, alliance, remember?" Stress reminded Jevin, who pulled Stress back up onto the plank.

"Stress! You're stepping on me!" Tango said.

"What?" Stress said before Tango fell. "Oops,"

Final 4!

TFC was the first to think and the quickest, as he pushed the unsuspecting Zedaph into the water, who seemed to be having another acid trip. He pushed a little too far, though, as he also fell into the dark, cold water. Now it was just Jevin and Stress left in the battle.

"Rock, paper, scissors!" They said in coordination. Stress chose paper, while Jevin chose scissors.

"Scissors beats paper, so I get to push you off!" Jevin announced, which surprised Stress.

"Wait, what!? I never agreed to that!" Stress said.

"Ok, here's the thing: when I win, I'll invite you to Dream Island." Jevin said, trying to make a deal with Stress.

"This still isn't fair, Jevin," Stress confronted him.

"Only one of us can will, after all," Jevin said while holding up

his middle finger instead of his pointer.

"Jevin, wrong finger." Stress reminded him.

"Whoops," Jevin said with an awkward chuckle. "But my point still stands."

"And that's where you're wrong," the mysterious woman popped out from a cloud of smoke once again. "You two both win!"

"We both get the invite?" Jevin asked.

"Not quite, you two actually get to choose teams for a more longer, larger competition for the invite to Dream Island."

#hermitblr #hermitcraft #hermitcraft fanfic #bfdi #parody #writing

[niall-is-my-dream]

Interrupted

"Hey you, how was your work thing last night? You hung over? X"

"It was hilarious, got so fucking drunk and I fell over! Very hungover today! You go out in the end? X" you replied.

"Yeah, down the pub for a few too many with the lads. Hung over to! Need a bacon sandwich, come over and make me one!"

"Fuck off Horan! I'm in no fit state to make sandwiches!"

"Come over and be hungover with me then, let's lay on the sofa all day and watch shit tv, I won't make you get me food but I will make you cuddle me x"

"Mmm cuddles do sound good, can I come over in my pjs? Can I maybe nap to?"

"Yes to both, hurry up I need you x"

"So fucking whiny Horan! X"

"Can't help it! X"

"I'm still in bed, let me shower and I'll come over, give me half hour!"

"Yeah I stink so I better shower to or you won't cuddle me 😘"

"Whiny and needy?! Why did I agree to this?!"

"Because you love my cuddles! Hurry up!"

You pulled up at Niall's freshly showered and wearing clean pjs and flip flops. You had gone via the McDonalds drive through and picked up some food for you both to.

His face was a picture when he opened the door. "You darling are an angel! Can't believe you brought food!" He said pulling you into him for a cuddle. "Thought you were hung over, you look amazing?!"

"Flattery will get you everywhere Horan!" You laughed.

"Ha! That's what I'm hoping!"

"Ha! Cheeky fucker!" You replied giving his arm a slap.

You ate at the table and discussed your crazy nights. You showed him your bruise and cut on your leg where you fell over and his hearty laugh echoed around the kitchen.

"You're such an idiot!"

"I know! Funny night though!"

"You pull last night?" He asked not meeting your stare.

"No, you?"

"No"

"So what pub did you go to?" You asked diverting the conversation.

The conversation carried on from their until you were both stuffed. You got some chewing gum out your purse and popped it in your mouth before offering Niall some. He raised his eyebrows.

"I'm not cuddling you with McDonalds and coffee breath!" You laughed.

An hour passed and you both hadn't moved from the sofa. You were lying in the corner of the L shaped sofa with your legs up and Niall was lying along the other end with his head on a pillow that was on your lap. You'd been stroking his hair since you sat down and were watching some crappy Sunday cooking show.

He turned his body around to face you and wrapped his arms around your waist. "Great view" he moaned as he looked up at you, his eyes level with your boobs."Keep stroking my hair, it's making me sleepy."

"Nap time already?! Won't argue with that!" You said chuckling as you stroked his hair again. You shifted a bit in your position trying to get comfy and lay flat. The pillow behind your head wasn't right.

"Hey quit fidgeting." He whispered, his eyes closed and his hands still wrapped around you.

"I'm not comfy."

"Hang on" he sighed as he got up and went towards his bedroom. He returned with his pillow that he positioned behind your head. "Better?"

"Mmmm better thanks. Smells like you" you said as you snuggled your head against it. He smiled.

He didn't resume his position but instead straddled your hips and positioned himself next to you, his body up against the back cushions. He reached up and grabbed the thick blanket that sat on the back on the sofa. He lay his head on your chest and wrapped his arm around your stomach.

"Hey get stroking the hair again" he said.

"Alright calm down!" You laughed as you lifted your hand up and continued stroking through his soft brown locks. Your other hand was by your side under the cover of the blanket. Niall reached down and placed it on your stomach where his hand had just been and he wrapped his fingers in with yours.

"So fucking needy" you whispered smiling as you brought your face down to kiss the top of his head.

"You know this is my favourite sleeping position. My head across your lovely boobs, holding one of your hands while the other one strokes my hair." He whispered back.

"Exactly, needy!" You smiled.

"Like sleeping next to you." He mumbled.

"I like sleeping next to you to."

You woke up still snuggled up with Niall. His head had moved from your boobs and was laying in the crook of your neck. His soft breath against your skin sent shivers down your spine. You let out a contented sigh. Niall was awake to and you felt him smile against your skin.

You felt him nudge his nose under your chin wanting access to your neck, you obliged and he left kisses along your jaw and down your neck. You smiled as you ran your fingers up and down his back, before leaving them in his hair, making sure his head didn't move from your neck. The kisses he continued to leave there making a low moan leave your lips. His hand wandered across your stomach slowly edging up your top tickling you as he went.

"Tickles" you smiled as you mumbled into his hair.

"Good tickles?" He whispered back.

"Mmmm very good tickles."

His kisses along your neck and jaw made their way to your cheek, and he turned your body to face his. His sleepy eyes met yours as he lifted your leg across his hip and you let our another moan when you felt his erection against your centre.

You stared at him for a moment, trying to read his thoughts, you knew he was doing the same to you. This was new territory for you both. You'd never gone further than cuddling up on the sofa. You were friends, nothing more. You looked at his lips before staring back at him. You needed him to kiss you, the weight of his body and the feeling of his hard length against you had your body going crazy. Your heart was racing. You moved a hand across his chest resting across his heart, it to racing inside him.

He tipped his head down and kissed you. Slowly tracing his tongue across your lips. Your hand that had been sitting in his hair gently stroked down the nape of his neck deepening the kiss. It heated up quickly, the need to be closer to each other even though you were as close as you could probably get was overwhelming. Hands roaming across his back, pulling at his top. He stopped and pulled it off. His mouth meeting yours again as he pulled at your own top lifting you up to help you take it off.

He pulled the blanket back across you both as he moved his body on top of you. His mouth finding your neck and kissing you down the valley of your breasts before moving back to your lips. You moved your legs further apart allowing him to be closer to you and your hands fell to his bum pushing him harder against you. A growl escaped his lips as his hard cock rubbed against your clothed centre.

"Too many clothes" he mumbled against your mouth. You slipped your fingers in the waistband of his shorts and boxers pulling them down. His erection sprung free and you captured the low moan that escaped him in your mouth.

Your hand wrapped around his length and you pulled at his foreskin exposing his pink tip. You rubbed across it as he moaned again. The kisses getting deeper and harder the more you pumped him.

"Oh fuck! Shit! Sorry!"

You broke away from the kiss when you heard Willies voice, he'd already left the living room by the time you looked up.

"Shit" you said as you pushed Niall off of you and stood up. You adjusted your bra and started looking for your top.

"Hey I'm sorry I didn't think he'd be back till later." He said as he pulled up his boxers and shorts.

"I should go" you said avoiding his gaze.

"You don't have to, please stay. We can get some food or something, watch tv."

"No I should go" you mumbled as you grabbed your purse and made your way out the door slipping your flip flops on as you went.

Part two

https://niall-is-my-dream.tumblr.com/post/170657158413/interrupted-part-two

#niall horan #niall smut #niall fan fic #niall imagine #one direction

[wiccamoody]

Laundry Day

rating: g

word count: 726

summary: Dan tries to do laundry for the first time after starting university.

This was written for @phandomficfests napping fest!

~ao3 link~

Phil looks at the boy napping on his sofa. His long legs dangle over the side, arms haphazardly sprawled across his body. He hasn’t changed positions since he threw himself down on the sofa after tossing his laundry into the machine in Phil’s kitchen.

Sleep is a good look on Dan, Phil decides. The distressed expression he had when he barged into the apartment is gone, leaving a look of pure relaxation, something that Phil doesn’t see often.

Fighting the urge to wake Dan up to ask him to move to his bed so he can lie next to him, Phil sits down on the floor near him, trying to piece together the last 15 minutes.

“Phil! I need to use your washing machine!” Dan pushed past him as soon as the door was open wide enough, and Phil stood there, still stunned from the loud and fast knocking on the door and opening it to see Dan on the other side.

“O-okay,” Phil said, closing the door and turning to fully take in Dan shoving his clothes into Phil’s washing machine.

Dan paused as Phil walked over to him. “Is this okay?”

Phil laughed. “Yeah, I guess. Maybe call me first next time?”

“Right,” Dan replied, looking down, “Sorry, I just--I’ve had a bad day.”

“Oh,” Phil replied as Dan resumed loading the washing machine.

“Do you mind if I lay down for a second?” Dan asked once he finished with the washing machine.

“Go ahead,” said Phil, his voice tinged with confusion.

He watched Dan flop down onto the sofa, which is where he remains, with Phil watching him.

I’m such a creep, Phil thinks, continuing to watch Dan inhale and exhale for a few more minutes before getting up and lightly tapping his shoulder.

Dan groans.

“Hey,” Phil says softly, “You’re going to hurt your back on the sofa. Come sleep on a bed.”

“Is this a ploy to get into my pants, Lester?” Dan’s voice is croaky.

Rolling his eyes and chuckling, Phil grabs Dan’s hand and attempts to pull him off the sofa. Dan groans again, but allows Phil to drag him to his room.

Dan collapses on Phil’s bed, and Phil lays down beside him. Dan turns over so they’re facing each other, and Phil stares at him for a second, knowing that no matter how many times he looks into Dan’s eyes, he’ll never get bored of them. Dan smiles as Phil continues to stare at him, examining the gold flecks amongst the brown of his irises.

“Like what you see?” Dan says, and Phil feels his ears reddening as he was definitely staring for far too long.

“You’re the worst,” he replies, and cups Dan’s chin, “Also your breath stinks.”

“Thanks,” Dan scowls at him, but covers the hand on his chin with his own. They lie like this together, unabashedly drinking each other in. After all, it had been about a week since they had seen each other outside of a computer screen.

“Did you want to talk about your day?” Phil asks him after a few minutes, and Dan sighs.

“I mean, I guess it started off okay, aside from the fact that I didn’t have any clean underwear--”

“Gross,” Phil interjects and Dan shoves him a little.

“Anyway, I decided to go to the laundromat, and it was like fucking stepping into hell.”

“Oh?” Phil yawns as Dan continues, starting to speak a million words a minute.

“I watched someone take another person’s clothes out of a machine, dump them on the floor and put their own in so they didn’t have to pay for a cycle. Oh! And to top…Phil are you listening?”

Phil knows that it doesn’t look like he is. His eyes are closed, and the familiar sound of Dan’s voice, growing stronger and more passionate as he told his story, was lulling him to sleep.

“I am,” Phil says groggily, “I’m kinda tired though.”

Dan laughs at him. “You woke me up and now you’re the one that’s tired? Unbelievable.”

Phil wraps an arm around Dan’s shoulders, and nudging his head into Dan’s chest. Dan snakes an arm around his waist, drawing him in closer.

“Just keep cuddling me and go to sleep, Dan,” Phil mumbles into his chest, the sound of Dan softly laughing lulling him to sleep.

#phanfic #phandom fic fest #phan #phanfiction

[bouquetwrites]

Surprises - FE Heroes

It was like any other day, except for something the heroes weren’t aware of… Or so you thought.

AO3: http://archiveofourown.org/works/11511015

For as long as you could remember, your birthday was something that you looked forward to. While you cared little for being the center of attention, it was nice to at least be acknowledged; and to have an excuse to have some cake, of course. However, since being in Askr, you became so busy you hadn’t even thought to tell the heroes when exactly your birthday was.

Something you hadn’t even realized until the day arrived.

You woke up that morning feeling joyful. Another year of life in the books, and a new one to ring in. You knew that being away from home, there wouldn’t be a big party or anything of the sort, and you were fine with that. That didn’t mean you had to do nothing to celebrate, however. Perhaps once you were finished training some of the newer heroes, you would take some of them to buy some sweets from the market. Maybe you could finally get that bracelet you had been eyeing?

Wait a minute… You thought. Do they even know?

It was then that you realized you had never mentioned when the day was to anyone. No big deal. You told yourself. You didn’t see why you couldn’t still do the things you had in mind. Your train of thought was then interrupted by a knock on the door.

“Kiran! Are you awake now?” You heard Anna call from the other side of the door. “We have quite the day ahead of us!”

You stood from your bed, stretching your arms up and grabbing your cloak. After you put it on and slipped on your boots, you approached the door, opening it to greet her. She had the papers that contained the battle preparations in her hands, holding them out to you. You took them from her, quickly skimming through them while the two of you walked towards the training grounds to meet with the other heroes.

“Wait, I’m a little confused.” You told her. “Alfonse is supposed to help train the newer sword fighters, but he’s not anywhere on here.”

“An obligation came up last minute.” She fretted. “He wouldn’t tell me or Sharena what it was, but he did say he would make it up to you.”

“I sure hope so.” You sighed, a hint of annoyance in your voice. You understood that sometimes things came up and heroes couldn’t always fight when you needed them to, but you wished that Alfonse would have at least told you that he wouldn’t be available today. What sort of obligation did he have, anyway? As far as you knew, no council meetings were scheduled for today, and he certainly couldn’t have become severely ill overnight. What other possibilities were there?

You weren’t able to give it much thought before you and Anna arrived at the training grounds. You soon became preoccupied with supervising the battles, making sure no one ran into any true danger. This proved to be slightly more difficult than you initially anticipated, as some of the heroes grew more careless as time went on.

“Tobin, that Armorslayer can’t protect you against lance knights! Knock it off!”

“Gaius, you don’t have to check the pockets of every enemy you defeat. They’re not all gonna have candy!”

“Lachesis, your brother is fine! Worry about that dude sneaking up on you!”

“No, Anna, they’re not willing to pay a fee to back off!”

That was only a sliver of what you were dealt today. There was also Clarisse believing she knew more than you and refusing to listen to your tactics, Niles growing distracted and attempting to woo his comrades, Jaffar making a huge stink over Nino getting scratched by an arrow, the list went on and on. Thankfully, training went by much quicker than you anticipated, and you were able to have some time for yourself before you completely lost your mind.

You retreated back to your room, flopping on your bed and letting out a deep sigh. Some birthday celebration that was. You sarcastically thought to yourself. Sure, you had been through less than pleasant birthdays before, but this truly seemed like a contender for one of the worst. What made it more irritating was nobody even really knew about it. Although you could really only blame yourself for that, as you hadn’t made much of an effort to tell the others it was your birthday. You decided to just forget the whole ordeal.

You weren’t sure when you fell asleep, but by the time you woke up again it was late afternoon, and fortunately your nap had put you in a much better mood. You stood up, opening your door and leaving your room to visit the mess hall. When you arrived, you felt a hand on your shoulder, and you turned to find Tobin standing behind you.

“Hey, um… Sorry for how reckless I got during training. It was stupid, even by my standards.” He quietly lamented.

“It’s all right, Tobes. As long as you don’t try anything like that the next time we face Embla.” You smiled. “Did you come and find me just so you could tell me that?”

“Oh, Alfonse wanted to see you. He’s in the library.” He replied. “Also, he says he’s sorry for bailing on you today.”

With that, you left the mess hall, making your way down to the library. When you got there, you noticed the lighting was a bit more dim than usual. That was when you saw that most of the candles in the room had gone unlit, save for a few around a couch that seated the Askran prince with a book in hand. In front of him was a box, along with a plate of cupcakes, the one in the center holding a small candle. When he heard you walk in, he put down the book and stood to approach you. He wrapped his arms around your waist, kissing your forehead, and you put your hands on his shoulders, resting your head on his chest and taking him by surprise.

“You’re not angry with me?” He questioned, confusion in his voice.

“I know you well enough to know you wouldn’t ditch me for no reason.” You replied. You picked your head up to look at him. “I just wish you would’ve told me first.”

“I know that I should have, and under any other circumstance, I would have.” He stated. “But I thought you would be suspicious if I did tell you and I didn’t want that.”

“Suspicious of what…?” You asked, your brows furrowing.

He released you from his embrace, turning to pick up the box and hand it to you. You opened it, letting out a small gasp when it revealed that bracelet you had been wanting for a while now.

“Happy birthday, Kiran.” Alfonse smiled. He took the bracelet out of the box, slipping it on your left wrist while you stood there in shock.

“But… But… How did you know?”

“I… That time you fell asleep during our studies, I looked through that device you brought with you here.” He confessed. “It said today would be your birthday. I know it’s intrusive, and I’m very sorry about that, but you’ve done so much for me and all of the other heroes, so I hoped I could something for you.”

“Alfonse… Thank you so much.” You whispered.

You brought one hand up, cupping the side of his face. The sincerity in his expression made your heart skip a beat, and your mouth curled into a smile as you looked at him. You slowly pulled him towards you, lifting your head up and closing the gap between the two of you, softly brushing your lips against his as they came together. His arms found themselves back around your waist, pulling you in to deepen the kiss and gaze into your eyes once you pulled away from each other.

“Earlier today, I was ready to call this one of the worst birthdays I’ve had. But you made it so much better, and I can’t thank you enough.” You gushed, your face beaming. “I love you so much.”

“And I love you.” He smiled. “Now, care for a cupcake?”

“Oh, I thought you’d never ask!” You cheered.

#fire emblem #fire emblem heroes #alfonse #kiran #f!kiran #kiralfonse #tobin #ao3 #writing #fluff #birthday #reader insert

[thelittleredheadedmusician]

Nursing a Sick Bird

Batfam Week Day 4 is Hurt/Comfort. I’ve never done one before and I honestly don’t think that what I wrote is what is expected but oh well. So here, have sick Tim with big brother Dick. (Also I personally headcanon @audreycritter‘s wonderful OC Dev to be the family doctor in this but since he’s not mine and not DC’s I’m not going to play with him. So insert your favorite doc here!) As usual you can also read it here on my ao3. Rating: G Words: 2,254 Gen

Tim blamed his lack of spleen for these situations. With a weakened immune system he needed to take special care with his health, including a mix of vitamins and medications with his morning coffee. He visited the family doctor once a month to ensure that the balance was correct and to evaluate his blood work for any red flags. Sometimes though that wasn’t possible. Like right now.

He’d been curled up in bed for about a week, moving only to go to the bathroom and get himself a glass of water from the tap there. He had set his phone down on his nightstand without plugging it in to charge. That first day he ignored its incessant buzzing until Tim assumed the phone died as the buzzes had finally stopped. That first morning he hadn’t wanted to move. Aching all over and drenched with sweat, despite having kicked his sheets and comforter to the floor.

Now he forced himself to his feet, shuffling towards the kitchen and having to stop halfway. Sliding down the wall in the hallway Tim leaned his head back. This was the most movement he’d done in days and he felt like he wanted to puke. He knew that this was a gnarly case of the flu but he felt too bad to even call the doc, even though not doing so was only worsening it. Pushing himself to his feet Tim managed to make it as far as the island, where he bent to press his hot cheek against the cool counter. Taking a few breaths to steady himself Tim made a last push to the cabinet where he kept a stockpile of saltines.

Grabbing a box he stumbled to the couch that he then collapsed on. Tim made the executive decision that after so much work he earned a nap. Setting the box on the floor for later he rolled onto his side and promptly fell asleep.

Tim awoke to an earthquake with a jackhammer working on a slab in his temple. With a groan he opened his eyes to see Dick’s worried face swimming in front of him. The earthquake suddenly stopped as relief flooded Dick’s features. Tim realized that the shaking was just Dick trying to wake him but the construction crew in his skull was making it hard to think straight.

“Tim? Timmy? You with me little bro?” Dick asked, kneeling beside the couch.

Tim groaned as he wiped a hand down his face before using it to push his hair back. “Yeah,” he croaked.

“You eat anything?” Dick picked up the box of saltines and examined it.

“Nnnhnn. No. Headache.”

Dick gently pushed Tim’s hand off his forehead to feel it with the back of his own. “You’re burning up. How long have you been like this? Have you taken your meds? I know you missed your appointment the other day.”

Tim waved his hand vaguely at his brother. “Shhhh.” He closed his eyes and took in a deep shuddering breath. Trying to fight off the growing pain in his head. Tim laid like that for a few minutes, the only sound in the apartment was the hum of appliances and Tim and Dick’s breathing. Dick was combing his fingers through Tim’s grease and sweat streaked hair. Tim knew his brother wanted answers but he needed a minute to reorient himself.

“Can you get me a drink?” he finally asked.

“Sure thing,” Dick replied. Tim heard him stand and make his way to the kitchen. Opening the fridge and rifling around in it before closing the door and coming back to his post next to the couch. “Here,” Dick handed him a bottle of sports drink that Tim vaguely recalled buying.

Pushing himself up on the cushions he reached for the plastic bottle. Carefully unscrewing the top he took a sip, which turned into a swallow, and soon he was gulping down mouthfuls of the orange liquid.

“Better?” Dick asked with a small smile. He had perched himself on Tim’s cluttered coffee table. “Think you can handle some crackers?”

The hunger that had driven Tim from his room originally gnawed at him once again. He reached a hand out for the box. Dick popped open the cardboard seal and cut the plastic wrapping with a pocket knife that Tim had left laying among his paperwork on the table. Tim grabbed the crackers from him and started shoving saltines into his mouth.

“Whoa now, can’t have you choking.” Dick’s eyes had gone wide and he had made a move to take the box from Tim.

Tim responded with a face and slowed his chewing. He washed it down with another swig of drink before picking a single cracker out of the box and eyeing Dick over top of it.

His brother just laughed at him. “I’m sorry Tim, you look pitiful and you’re glaring at me. It’s cute.”

Tim wrinkled his nose and began nibbling his cracker.

“So? How long have you been on this couch? Cause you haven’t been answering your phone all week.”

Tim shook his head, then stopped because that made the headache that was starting to subside come back. “I was in bed. I came out here earlier to get food and couldn’t make it back.”

Dick’s eyes held pity, Tim hated being pitied but right now he felt too awful to care. “So you haven’t been taking your meds?” Dick pressed.

Tim gave a noncommittal grumble and now Dick just looked disappointed. Tim hated disappointing people even more than he hated being pitied. “I got home from work and was really tired and so I took a nap and woke up the next morning feeling even worse. This is the furthest I’ve moved from my bed.”

Dick nodded, not happy but at least understanding. “Do you have a thermometer around here?” he asked as he got up.

“In the bathroom, above the sink somewhere.” Dick left to get it and Tim collapsed against the couch. He nursed his saltines and drink until his brother came back with the thermometer in one hand and his phone in the other.

“Yeah B. I am. Look, I got this. Ok, I will.” Dick told the person on the other end before turning his attention back to Tim. “Bruce says he wants you to feel better and that when you’re up for moving that you’re welcome to stay at the manor. He went on that business trip this morning since we couldn’t get ahold of you and you missed your appointment yesterday.”

Tim groaned. He knew that there was something he had to do but the days had bled together into a mix of sleep, haze, and aches. “I’m sorry,” he muttered as Dick passed him the thermometer.

“For what? Looking like a zombie?”

“I’ve been to the bathroom, I know what I look like and it’s way worse than I’ve ever seen Jason.”

Dick let out a short laugh at that. “Ok, so you can’t be that sick.”

Tim stuck the thermometer in his mouth and shrugged. When it beeped he passed it to Dick without even bothering to look at it, knowing his brother was going to demand it anyway. Tim leaned his head back and closed his eyes, his headache and hunger had disappeared but now he just hurt and was getting suddenly cold. He pulled a blanket toward himself, getting an assist with it from Dick.

The older boy must have called someone else but Tim was tired again and didn’t really care. He let his brother’s voice wash over him as he talked.

“Hello? Yes, this is Dick Grayson I’m Timothy Drake-Wayne’s older brother, Yes, I spoke to him this morning about Tim and I’m actually with him now. Could you? Thanks.” There was a pause as Tim assumed the call was transferred. “Hey, it’s Dick. I got into Tim’s apartment and he’s a mess. Yeah. Fever of 100.7. He said he’s pretty much been sleeping all week. Um, aches, headache, I’m guessing chills cause he just burittoed himself in a blanket and he’s got a crazy fever. No he hasn’t, he says this is the first he’s left his room. Yeah. Some sports drink and crackers. I think just water. I mean, it looks like he’s asleep again…” Tim rolled his head back and forth, indicating that he was not asleep. “Up, nope he’s awake, just has his eyes closed. Yeah, I can do that. Ok. Thanks, man.”

Tim squinted at his brother as he sat down on the couch beside him. “Am I going to the hospital?” he mumbled halfheartedly.

“You are not going anywhere. Eat more and then I’m going to have you take some aspirin to try and break the fever. After that you’re getting a shower, you stink.” Dick grinned and Tim meant to swat at his brother but instead ended up leaning against him.

“Ok,” he sighed as Dick tucked another blanket around him. “Can I nap after taking the aspirin and before taking the shower though?”

Dick chuckled. “Of course. Now do you think you can hold down some soup?”

Tim gave a shrug that just loosened his mummy like blanket wrappings. He frowned as he made an attempt to fix them. “I can try. Bring a garbage can though just in case. The place is a mess as is.” Tim leaned his head on his brother’s shoulder, feeling the other man’s frame shake with laughter.

“I will. And speaking of mess, if you’re going to nap I’m going to wash your sheets.”

“Why?” Tim lifted his head to look at Dick, his brows knitted together.

“Because, if you’ve been living in them all week and this is the state you’re in? Hoo boy. Also, I’m charging your phone. You can’t just drop off the face of the earth like this.” Dick pushed himself to his feet, presumably to start the chores he had tasked for himself.

Tim grumbled at his brother’s last comment.

Dick turned to him with a tight expression. “No. Don’t even. Tim, you’ve been pulling this kind of crap on us for a while now but ever since you lost your spleen it’s become serious. By not keeping in contact you put yourself at a serious health risk! Not to mention the emotional stress you put the rest of us through. I thought that we were on better terms now, I know that they’re not what they where and I wish they would be but you’ve gotta let me in for that to happen Tim. I realize this was an accident, that you didn’t mean to get horribly ill and for your phone to die. I’m not mad and especially not about that. I just… I dunno. Next time call? Text? Answer your phone? Tell me where you are or will be and if and when you’ll be dropping off the map? That way I can get to you sooner.” His flare of anger dissipated as he ran his hands through his hair. “You’re my little brother and I honestly don’t know what I’d do if I ever lost you.”

Tim opened his mouth but when no words came he closed it and bit his lower lip instead. He nodded slowly and began wiggling loose of the blanket pile. Carefully getting to his feet Tim shuffled the two steps closer to Dick and wrapped his older brother in a hug. After a second Dick’s arms rose to hug Tim back.

“I’m sorry,” he said into Dick’s shoulder. “I didn’t think. I’m sorry.”

Dick squeezed him tighter. “I know and it’s ok. I’m here now and we’re going to get you better and that’s all that matters.”

They stood like that for another minute before Tim’s stomach growled and broke the silence. Dick laughed as he let go and ruffled Tim’s dirty hair. Tim smirked and returned to his position on the couch.

“I’m guessing you can handle some soup,” Dick said with a smirk.

Tim smiled back. “I guess.”

While Dick wasn’t known for having good culinary skills he could still make a can of chicken noodle soup which Tim eagerly slurped up and managed to hold down. Tim took the aspirin Dick had found before settling in for a nap, when he awoke the apartment had been visibly straightened up. His papers were neatly stacked rather than scattered piles. The mound of dishes in the sink had been washed and put away. Tim could hear the sound of the vacuum in his bedroom.

Getting up, he wrapped the blankets around himself and headed that way. Standing in the doorway he could see Dick vacuuming the carpet of his bedroom, his bed freshly made.

“Did you do all this?” he asked once Dick had turned the vacuum off.

His brother turned to him with a smile. “Yeah, you’ve been out a good two hours Timbo. Now go, shower. Those blankets are the next things to be washed. You can’t get better with germs still hanging around.

“You sound like Alfred.”

Dick shrugged. “What can I say, I learned from the best. How are you feeling?”

Tim smiled. “Much better actually.”

“Good! Now shoo. And when you’re done we’re working out a plan so this doesn’t happen again.”

“Agreed. But, can you still drop by and clean my apartment? For someone who never cleans their own you do a decent job.”

Dick laughed. “You just answered your own question. Now go, I wasn’t kidding when I said you stink.”

#batfamweek #dc comics #writing #own writing #my fic #batman #batfamily #tim drake #dick grayson #hurt/comfort #sick fic #kinda #i guess? #batbros #angst #i guess? maybe

[thecameronowens]

Picking Up Liam [Cameron & Noah & Sam]

@sebastiansammichael​ @thenoahvalmont​

[Cameron]

Cameron brought Noah up to the familiar house where Sam was taking care of the kids. He would squeeze Noah’s hand to reassure him that everything was okay as he knocked on the door and waited for the other to answer it.

[Noah]

Noah reluctantly followed Cameron to Sam's house reminding himself every time he felt Cameron squeeze his hand to stay nice and in a good mood. Standing in front of the other's  house, Noah just focused on finally being able to see their son again.

[Sam]

Sam had been entertaining his kids all day while taking care of Liam.  He had just gotten the two settled with lunch and was feeding Liam when the knock came. Looking to the door he shouted for whoever it was to come in. Seeing Cam he sighed in relief. “Oh you have no idea how glad I am to see you. I have been on my feet all day. Between the two trouble makers running about and this one always hungry. I’d get you coffee but he was getting fussy to be fed.”

[Cameron]

The siren watches as Sam shouts for them to come in. He leads Noah inside to see Sam feeding Liam. “Ah he can get rather fussy about being fed but now that Noah is here hopefully you can take a break.” Cameron jokes before seeing Liam’s eyes light up as he sees Noah. His little hands making a grabby motion as he gurgles happily.  

[Noah]

Noah follows after Cameron into the house smiling widely when he finally sees Liam. Watching Liam reach out for him Noah was a little hesitant to go over to them, but got over it quickly and went over to take him from Sam and hold him. Turning to Sam, the siren gave the other a soft smile. "Thank you for watching him." He said sincerely feeling Liam grab at his hair.

[Sam]

Sam smiles and hands the little one over. “Careful, when he gets really hungry he bites a little. I’m going to have nipple bruises.” He chuckles and nods to the once again mother. “No problem. He was better than these two when they were young.  I’m always up for babysitting. You guys taking him home for good?”

[Cameron]

Cameron nods his head, “Yeah we are going to take him home now. I think that is up to Noah.” He replies while looking at the other and seeing Liam grab at Noah’s hair.

[Noah]

Noah couldn't bite his tongue as he heard Sam's comment. "I'm his mother, I think I know what he's like when he gets hungry." He almost snapped before turning his attention back to Liam as the boy started pulling his hair. "I mean you left him here already despite how I feel, so why are you saying it's up to me now whether Liam can stay here or not?"

[Sam]

Sam was taken off guard by Noah’s words.  He thought maybe the boy was having a bad day and having Liam looked after by another mother made him upset. “Sorry. I didn’t mean anything by it.” He said unsure of how to respond.

[Cameron]

“Well it would be nice to have some time to ourselves occasionally so yeah I think we can do that. But we have to be careful. The little ones might not know about the whole biting a siren thing.” He replies before hearing Noah’s words. The siren frowns before clearing his throat. “We are not talking about this now. Calm down and at least try to be civil will you?”

[Noah]

"I don't want to be here anymore but you can stay Cameron, I know you probably really want to anyway." Noah replied looking at Cameron. "Like you pointed out it's been a long day and Liam stinks so he needs a bath and a nap." Noah said not bothering to care about controlling his attitude. "Thanks though." He added looking at Sam.

[Sam]

Nodded trying to not be rude he just smiled and waved bye to Liam. No problem at all. He’s a saint.” Sam didn’t know how Cameron could handle attitude, but then again him and Dylan could be grumpy too.

[Cameron]

“Maybe some other time we can stay and visit, I think I need to put more than Liam down for a nap.” Cameron replies trying to make a joke out of it to hide how awkward he felt, before nodding his head and thanking Sam. “Thank you for watching him and good luck with getting the younger one’s to sleep too.” He waves before turning around and leading Noah and Liam back to the cave.

[Noah]

Noah just hummed in response to other's words, shifting Liam in his arms before making his way out of the home with Cameron.

[Cameron]

Cameron wonders what had gotten into Noah while they were there but he was rather embarrassed. “What the fuck was that Noah? There was no need to be rude to him and you know it. Liam is perfectly fine and safe. He wasn’t a threat!”

[Noah]

"Lower your voice and do not cuss in front of our son." Noah lowly hissed as he moved Liam to his other side letting the baby rest on his shoulder. "You knew I didn't like Sam, you knew I didn't trust him, and yet you chose to take Liam there. You just stood there while he had the nerve to tell me how my son acts, like I didn't already know. What if that was Zero huh? Or better yet Eliza and Mark? I bet Sam's husband would never had let me do that to him. So contrary to how you feel, I had every right to be rude and you are so lucky that's all I said." Noah said moving past Cameron and heading home.

[Cameron]

“Yeah I left him with a werewolf because it’s sad to say that apparently leaving him with a werewolf is much safer than leaving him with a bunch of mermaids who have a grudge against us. You are completely right I wasn’t thinking about his safety because you know that mermaids would never go to werewolf territory which would ensure our son’s safety. There is a huge difference because for one I never slept with Sam  when you slept with both Mark and Eliza. Don’t say there isn’t a difference because there is. You have had feelings for both of them before and I have not had any towards Sam so you need to stop trying to use that as an excuse because you already know that you are the only one that I would want like that.”

[Noah]

"It's always different when it comes to you. You can never own up to what you did and you always use my past to make a justification for something that upsets me. It's like you'll replay the same excuse and say the same sweet words and just expect me to believe it and forgive you. You don't even understand why I'm mad Cameron or why this situation makes me so angry and it's like you don't even care." Noah replied walking into the cave and going to Liam's bedroom.

“What and you’re not? You keep using him when you know there is nothing between him and I! Then please explain to me why you are so angry at the fact that you are the one that left and I did what I thought was best!  I told you I am not the best at figuring out things and yet you left me to get yourself killed and had you actually been killed I probably would have been worse than how you found me.” Cameron retorts. “Why is it that you get the right to be mad all the time yet when I bring stuff off you just brush it off as if it were nothing.” He replies while looking at the other.

[Noah]

Noah was able to get Liam to fall asleep and when he heard Cameron raising his voice again he quickly put Liam in his crib before shutting the door and glaring at Cameron. "Did you venomize me to be apart of your sick game Cameron? When you met me was I just another level e for you to venomize and kill when you got done or bored? Was it by accident that you fell in love with me?" Noah asked in all seriousness as he looked at the other.

[Cameron]

“What the heck are you talking about? No, it wasn’t part of some sick game. I fell in love with you at first sight Noah. I left all that behind because of you. You are the reason why I wanted to change what I had become and start over with the life that I should have had. A life with a loving husband and family, that was all I ever wanted when I was younger but that was before my brother turned me into a monster. I don’t believe that you could fall in love with someone on accident. I firmly believe that there was a reason that I met you and I don’t want to dare think about what my life would have been had I not met you.” Cameron admits honestly as he looks at Noah.

[Noah]

"How am I supposed to believe that I changed you and I'm so special when right after you freed me you went to some werewolf? You were fucking hungry Cameron? Really? I was right there! You know I would have never said no to you! I would have done whatever you wanted because I loved you!" He yelled before running a hand through his hair trying to calm himself down as he remembered Liam was sleeping. "I left for what two fucking hours and you took him to the one person I hate, the one person I can't stand. If I left Liam with Eliza you would be so livid, you wouldn't even be talking to me. Hell you would have been better handing him over to the royal guard, at least I have slight respect for them." He said pushing past Cameron and going to their room.

[Cameron]

“Actually if you want to be specific I went to find you but you were hanging out with Mark and the rest of your little posy and I didn’t want to intrude given that they already didn’t like me as it was.” Cameron shakes his head, “It wasn’t two hours to me. You left in the middle of the night and I woke up to an empty bed. I woke up in the morning thinking you left me and our son. I didn’t even do anything with the damn wolf I dropped Liam there because he is safer with a wolf that can attack and kill any siren that tries to go near our baby. No one would touch Liam if he is in enemy territory and I think you know that deep down.”

Seeing the other walk away from him, Cameron went over and took Noah’s arm. “This is exactly the reason why I didn’t want you to go anywhere in the first place because apparently no matter what I do I am wrong. You went to get yourself killed Noah. You didn’t even bother to fight for staying as a family and trying to appeal to the better nature of the other sirens what does that tell you? Even you think that they can’t be moved with sympathy or make exceptions to anything which is why you just gave up and accepted death. You accepted to leave us behind because of a stupid rule that shouldn’t have applied to you. Had you maybe fought for the right to live your friend wouldn’t have had to die for you. No one would have had to die because you would have fought for what you thought was right instead of just giving up. I didn’t give up Noah, I tried to find you and I tried to do what is best. You can’t blame me for trying.”

He lets go of Noah’s arm, “And just for the record, I never loved Sam as I love you. If you didn’t love Eliza before and you left Liam with her, I would have understood, but given the fact that you loved her in the past it would make it difficult for me to accept that. If you left him with Tootles or Finn that would have been fine or even Misty if you wanted to but you honestly have nothing to worry about when it comes to the dog, Noah. I just wish you would understand and see that.”

[Noah]

Noah felt his arm being pulled by Cameron causing him to stop and listen to the other. "Don't use seeing me with Mark as an excuse. I would have dropped whatever I was doing to go with you and you know that. I ended my friendships for you so don't use them as an excuse as to why you chose to go with Sam. At the end of the day you venomized him, you did something you promised me you would never do again. You stand there and you tell me that all you'll ever want is me and that I changed you, that I was different. Whether we like it or not our relationship is based on you venomoizing me and I don't want to be on the same level as someone like that." "I didn't give up Cameron. I had to do that. If I didn't they would have kept coming for me, I'm an e. That's all they'll ever see whether it's true or not. You think I wanted to leave you? To leave Liam? No I wanted to be here, I didn't want to die. Are you saying because I didn't fight to a little ounce of sympathy I know they don't have Grace is dead? Well I'm sorry Cameron. I'm so sorry I left you. I'm sorry you had to wake up without me, but what I'm most sorry for is all of things my daughter won't get to do. You don't think I'm thinking of every other thing I could have done so she'd still be here?" Feeling Cameron let his arm go he looked at the ground. "Maybe we were wrong earlier...this won't ever work. Not with the way we are now. There are so many issues and I can't handle them all at once. You stood there as he told me what Liam was like, you were embarrassed by me, and you weren't on my side. I don't care if you thought what I was doing was awful, for once I would like you to just respect my decisions." Noah said before heading back to the room. "I'm sleeping at the level e camp tonight. We need space." He added closing himself in the bedroom away from Cameron.

[Cameron]

Cameron heard the other’s words about needing space and his mind spun at what had happened last time that he gave Noah space. “No. Last time I gave you space you went and slept around. Last time I gave you space you got drunk and almost killed our baby. I am not leaving you alone. Not now, not ever. I don’t care how much you want to push me away I am not leaving you, not at a time like this. You said that you wanted me to be with you during our time apart and this is me proving to you that no matter how much you push me away I will always be there for you. I wasn’t embarrassed by you either. Given I wasn’t very fond of your temper but I understand why you acted the way you did.”

[Noah]

Noah was glad there a door between them so he couldn't look into Cameron's eyes and feel like everything was going to be okay. Because it wasn't. Grabbing a small bag he started putting some of his clothes in it. "All I want to do is sleep at my old tent Cameron. I don't want to be around anyone, you don't have to worry about me getting drunk or killing our-" Noah stopped as he processed the other's words. Opening the door he didn't care if Cameron could see he was packing as he asked, "Is that why you didn't say anything? Are you mad at me? For not wanting to keep Liam? Is that why you chose to stand there while Sam told me about our son because you think I deserve it?"

[Cameron]

“That is not why I gave Liam to Sam and I already told you that I left him with Sam as a safety precaution. I am very mad at you for not telling me anything and making the decision to try to kill our son without even having the decency to inform me that we were to have a son!  You wanted to end our family before I even was able to know that we were to have one and you knew how much that would mean to me. You know how much my family meant to me and how much you mean to me and you chose to not just keep it secret but to try to kill it as well. How can I not be upset about something like that! That is like me not telling you that I was going to have a kid on top of the fact that I thought I was sleeping with both of my ex’s and said that I still loved them. The only person you keep trying to use as an excuse is Sam and you can’t even use him as one because I never loved him. I never saw him as anything more than food. So you are right, I will never look at him the same way that I look at you because I don’t see you as just food Noah. I see you as my love and my life and that is why I can’t let you leave. I can’t let you leave because I don’t want to have to feel as if I won’t ever see you again.”  

[Noah]

"No amount of apologies can ever make up for what I did. What I was going to do. Everyday I look at Liam I am so grateful that I have him and I hate myself for almost getting rid of the most important gift you could ever give me. You can spend your whole life hating me for that and I will understand that. I deserve that." Noah replied before shaking his head. "I just want to sleep somewhere else tonight. I'm already packed just let me go.."

[Cameron]

“I might be mad but I could never hate you, in the end, we have Liam which is all that matters but we need to both be here for him.” Cameron replies before shaking his head and hugging Noah. “No, I can’t let you leave because if I do, it would be almost as if I am dreaming this whole time. Last time you left, I thought you would never return. I can’t deal with that feeling. I don’t want to have to feel the pain of what it was like when you left me that night. It would hurt too much.” He buries his head against the crook of the other’s neck. “Please just stay…”

[Noah]

Noah stayed silent for a second as Cameron hugged him. He hated saying no to Cameron, especially when the other siren was in this state. He knew Cameron needed him to say he'd stay, but he was so angry and hurt. Pushing away from Cameron gently Noah nodded. "I won't leave but I'm sleeping on the couch. Today was just a lot Cam and I feel..." He stopped taking a deep breath before continuing, "I feel really alone right now and I know you're here and that you did nothing with Sam, but in my heart it doesn't feel like that. I don't feel understood and I can't...I can't make up what I almost did to Liam to you. And maybe this is some sick punishment for me...I stupidly and selfishly wanted to kill one of my children and the consequence of that is me losing my other child."

Cameron wanted him to share his feelings so he was going to try, but trying to voice them only continued to hurt him. "I just think we could use some breathing room, we're both really upset and I can't keep fighting with you. I can't be around you when the love we have for each other isn't there. It used to be so much stronger than this and it hurts way too much to think that this might be the beginning of the end for us."

[Cameron]

Cameron shakes his head, “You can take the bed. I will sleep on the couch. Liam always preferred you to comfort him if he awoke in the middle of the night.” He replies. “Then I won't go the the boy on the land ever again if it makes you feel better.”

Hearing Noah talk about how they needed space because love wasn't there confused him. “What do you mean love isn't there? I still love you even through everything that has happened to us. We can't just give up. That's what everyone else wanted remember? They wanted us to give up but then we proved them wrong. We proved to them that love always manages to conquer all right?” He swallows nervously, anxious at what Noah might respond.

[Noah]

Noah sighed hearing the boy's words. "Cam sleep on the bed please. I don't want to take away your friend and I don't want you to stop hanging out with him because you think it'll make me happy. I want you to understand why it hurts me and decide what to do on your own." "Cameron I love you, more than humanly possible, but I'm not in love with you right now. Being in love is what it was like when we first got together, when everything was a rush and we couldn't stand to be apart. When you say my name and my heart would skip a beat because I couldn't believe I had you. Being in love is what scares you and hurts you, because this one person has your heart and you'll never know what they'll do with it. Loving someone is when you care about them but you put yourself first, it's a fleeting emotion. We've been through so much and despite what we keep telling ourselves our love can't withstand everything. We say it but words are just words, it's hard to believe when the actions don't match. The way you look at me is different, the way you say my name is different. We're sad and that's okay, but we've been through so much that our love is breaking. It's like when I was with Eliza, I knew before I broke up with her that whatever I felt for her was gone but I thought I could save us, she kept telling me she would try harder and change, and that she loved me and wanted me. But if I had left her earlier then things would probably ended differently." He explained backing away from Cameron. "I don't want to put you in a loveless relationship. I don't want to keep you with me if I don't have faith, and I know you keep telling me to trust you but I can't. I'm scared. I don't want to be broken anymore so if you leave now I can handle all this pain now. I wish I could say I'm in love with you...I wish I could say that but I would be lying."

[Cameron]

Hearing Noah’s words, Cameron could have sworn that his heart stopped beating for a few seconds. The pain that happened for those few seconds literally took the air out of his lungs. It took him a few moments to be able to form words. “So...what you are saying... is that you are no longer in love with me?”

As he heard Noah mention Eliza and parallel their current situation to it. Cameron was under the impression that Noah was going to break up with him because he didn’t feel in love with him anymore like he did with Eliza. The fact that Noah said Eliza was the one that mentioned she would do anything to keep Noah around, only reminded him of himself. He wanted out because Cameron was too much like Eliza.

“You told me before that you didn’t want me to leave you because you were scared and now you are trying to push me away. I d-don’t understand….you are saying that if I leave...you won’t be broken? You won’t be hurt that I am gone? You won’t feel the need to be around me as I do with you? Is this your way of trying to end things with me? By pushing me away and comparing me to Eliza? You really think that I am that much like her?”

[Noah]

Noah shook his head, his heart breaking as he could feel the pain he had just put Cameron through. "I'm sorry I didn't want to tell you. I just can't lie to you when it comes to that. We don't talk anymore, we don't touch each other like we used to, and we can't make love because their isn't any." He said looking at the ground before looking back up at Cameron as he heard the other's next words. "You're nothing like Eliza. I just said that I let her keep leading me on and keeping hope alive when I should have listened to my heart and left. I'm saying that if you leave now I can handle the intense pain that will bring me now. I'll never get over you but I rather be broken more now then be broken again later. Every time I look at Liam I will see you in him, you don't think it'll hurt everyday? But I know if you leave me the initially pain will destroy me. I'm asking you to destroy me now if you want to leave me."

[Cameron]

“You know that I don’t want to leave you. I wouldn’t ever be able to, not after what happened with my brother. You are the only one that I felt understood me and didn’t judge me based on my bloodline. Even if you don’t feel it, I know that it is there deep down, you just need to open yourself up and allow it back into your life. I know that we aren’t married but the vows still have meaning to me. For better or for worse. I meant it when I said that I will be here for you. I don’t want you to be hurting but I don’t know how to help. In order for you to start the healing process you need to let go of the pain that is holding you back. You need to accept what happened and as hard as it is you need to move on.  What is your heart telling you now? Is it saying to fight or give up?” Cameron asks as he tries to hide his anxiety by putting his hands into his pockets to keep them from shaking.

[Noah]

Noah listened to the other's words and tears started to form in his eyes as Cameron told him he needed to accept what happened. He didn't think he could do it and he had shut off his heart hoping he could save himself from having reality hit him. "My heart is telling me to fight and mourn. To forgive myself, to try and love, not just you, but myself again." He stated creating an even bigger distance between the two of them as he shook his head. "But what if my heart is wrong Cameron? It has been before. My brain is telling me to leave and protect myself, to ignore my feelings because I can't handle them. Which one am I supposed to listen to?"

[Cameron]

“You just mentioned that you needed to listen to your heart before so why don't you listen to it now. You don't have to do it alone.  You also told me that you should never ignore your feelings like I was so used to doing. I would let it build up and it would just stress me out even more. By learning to let go and accept the past it made me happier when I was with you.” Cameron replies not wanting to step closer since the other took a step back.

[Noah]

"I don't want to accept it." Noah cried feeling the situation become all too real. "I don't want her gone Cameron...I have no idea how to fix this. I have no idea how I'll be okay after this. I don't want to leave you, I really really don't, but I don't think you deserve this. A relationship like this." He said, his breath becoming more rapid as he tried to calm himself down.

[Cameron]

Cameron goes over and hugs the other realizing that Noah was having what looked like an attack which Cameron was all too familiar with. He starts to rub small circles on the other’s back soothingly. “I’m still here with you because I want to be Noah, that should say something to you. I am here for you no matter what because we might hit some struggles in the road but even if we do I will always love you and especially at a time like this you need to know that there are people around that love and support you to help you through this.” The male replies, “Let me take some of your pain away, please.”

[Noah]

Noah calmed down as soon as Cameron came near him and started rubbing his back. Breathing easier he shook his head. "No...I need to feel this pain. I have to feel this. I have to accept this or I'll always be like, scared of emotions and scared of you and what you make me feel." He said wiping away the few tears that had escaped. "I don't know what I want to do. I need your help Cam.."

[Cameron]

“I can take away just a bit so that you can collect your thoughts.” He replies while wiping the tears from the other’s eyes. “I will help you don’t worry. I will help you through this.” Cameron replies while hugging the other and kissing Noah’s neck affectionately before nuzzling against it.

[Noah]

Noah thought about the other's words before feeling the kiss on neck. "Cam can you venomize me?" He asked not joking as he looked at Cameron.

[Cameron]

Cameron thought he was hearing things when Noah asked that of him. “W-What? I thought you didn’t want me to use my power on you? I promised you that I wouldn’t use it.” He replies while shaking his head unsure as to why Noah would suggest such a thing.

[Noah]

"I know but I need you to tell me to try. Don't tell me to love you and don't tell me to get over it but to try. If you don't I don't know what will happen. It might take me forever to get back to how I used to be."

[Cameron]

“Okay then try. I know you can get through this because you are a strong siren just like our baby boy okay? So you trying is enough to make me happy.” Cameron replies while rubbing the other’s back in a soothing manner.

[Noah]

Noah shook his head. "Saying it and doing it are two different things. I know me...you know me. We'll keep having these conversations, I'll keep pushing you away until one day you do actually leave. I won't give love a chance and I won't fall back in love with you. Please venomize me Cam."

[Cameron]

“Are you positive that is what you want me to do?” He asks again wanting to make sure that Noah wasn’t just testing him.  “What would happen when the venom wears off then?” Cameron asks in confusion.

[Noah]

"I don't know....I don't know." Noah said shaking his head. Running a hand through his hair he didn't know what to say anymore, he felt confused, and he just wanted the pain to stop. He wanted to go back to how they used to be, to when Grace was alive, when they were Coah, and when their biggest problem was Zero. He didn't know what he was going to do and he was scared to depend on Cameron.

[Cameron]

“We can cross that road when we get there then.” He replies while looking at the other and letting his teeth graze over Noah’s neck. Cameron’s eyes flash as he eats away some of the pain wanting Noah to be in a somewhat sound state of mind if he wanted Cameron to go through with the venomization.

[Noah]

Noah nodded in agreement of the other's words as he felt the other's teeth against his skin. He felt a small part of himself return after Cameron took the memories that were implanted into his mind. "Thank you." Noah said looking at Cameron.

[Cameron]

Cameron nods his head before kissing the other briefly. “What would you like me to do? Did you want me to carry through with venomizing you?” He asks.

[Noah]

Noah heard the other's question bit his bottom lip thinking about it before coming up with his answer. "I..." He stopped wanting to make sure he was about to make the right decision. "No, I don't. I'm sorry I put you in a position like that. The pain was just too much and it was clouding my judgement. I have to learn to accept what happened and move on, and I have to be open to having some faith again." He said before looking at Cameron. "I want to fall back in love with you, but all this might take some time. Are you sure you want to stay around and wait?"

[Cameron]

Cameron smiles at the other’s words. “I think you know by now that I wouldn’t leave you.  I know it might take time but I am willing to take that chance so that we could be a family hopefully in the future. I believe that we will make it through this...we will find a way...we always do.” The male replies as he steps closer and gives Noah a kiss. A kiss that would help reassure him that everything was going to be okay as well as him pouring himself into the kiss to show Noah how much he cared for and believed in the other.

[Noah]

"We always do." He repeated smiling softly as he nodded his head before feeling the other's lips on his. The kiss left him breathless as he could feel Cameron pouring all of himself into it, giving him the reassurance he needed to keep fighting. "Wow” was all he could say as he pulled away slightly trying to catch his breath.

[Cameron]

The siren smiles before pulling the other closer. “We had a long day today how about we get some sleep baby.” He replies while looking at the other as he rubs his eyes after letting out a small yawn as he rubbed his eyes.

[Noah]

Noah nodded seeing Cameron yawning. "That's a good idea." He replied. "I could use some sleep." He smiled softly.

[Cameron]

Cameron picks the other up before taking Noah to bed. He cuddles against the other and kisses Noah’s head. “Goodnight baby.”

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