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heyitsyn · 4 years

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Forgive Me

a/n: this was a request and an angsty one

im so sad theyre banning tiktok!!! :(

anon request: okok haikyuu hcs part 2: oikawa’s the reader’s best friend because their moms were also best friends but they went to different kindergarten + elementary schools so imagine how excited they were to go to kitaichi together,, anyway reader is the manager (again) but also functions as a really skilled medic,, (oh yea they start dating in second year) anyway they hit third year and reader protects bb kags,, so they break up. fast forward and reader is now in another school (either in miyagi/tokyo)

part 1.5

part 2

requests open!!!

oikawa torup in da house

so in this one,

yall are the iconic childhood friends

for the sake of this headcanon, hes an only child

so to explain

your mothers were actually college friends and became best friends and were so close that they decided to live next door to each other and have a child around the same time

also to mention, their husbands were also best friends and a few matchmaking rituals, they all got married

omg i want a friend to do this w me

it worked and they got pregnant and imagine their surprise when one was expecting a boy while the other was expecting a girl

they were already planning yall wedding before you were even born lmao

due to the closeness of your mothers, ofc yall would be best friends and you and oiks practically grew up w each other

every friday night was your night so sleepovers happened all the time

however, when yall were starting to go to school

you both ended up in different schools

dont ask me why ask your mom

oiks was throwing a tantrum and just crying bc you would be separated while you were just clinging on to him, thinking he would disappear

‘no! n/n-chan and me are going together! im not going if shes not!’

‘now, now, tooru, youre both going to be apart for only a few hours’

‘mommy i dont want to leave tooru-kun’

‘youll walk home together, baby’

i would cry too

so yall developed a routine that tooru would go to your school to pick you up and you guys would walk home together

again, explain to me how little 6 year olds are able to walk to and from school

he would always hold your hand to keep you beside him and you would swing your hands while humming a tune

‘ugh, i hate being so far away from you n/n-chan’

you sighed but gave him a bright grin

‘i do too. but we have to wait until we’re older so we can be together forever! mommy tells me that her and papa were not together for a long time but after school, they are now together forever. so once we finish school, i can be with you whenever i want!’

tooru nodded, a determined smile on his face

‘we’re going to be like mommy and papa. we will be together forever and we’ll have our own house and we’re going to die together!’

bls theyre like 6 and already practically thinking about marriage and they dont even know it

sometimes, if you both have leftover money, you would both go to a convenience store, Sakanoshita Market, and buy milk bread

‘mister, you dont have anymore?’

‘sorry, kid, now go on and have real dinner!’

you both lived in each other’s houses and sometimes, your parents would even wonder if they have a child bc you would disappear off to the oikawa’s house or the l/n’s

when he met iwa, ngl, you were jealous

even though you have the best friends rights due to being friends since day 1, you were still worried about being replaced

ofc oiks knew about that concern and kept you from being left out so he constantly dragged you to play with him and iwa

they developed an interest in volleyball and you wanted to hang out with them so you sometimes tossed the ball to tooru who would set it to iwa

whenever they wanted to do something else, you would always suggest going on an adventure

meaning going to the park

uwu kids are so cute

your little trio formed and soon, you three were the closest

despite going to different elementary schools, you still found ways to hang out together

however,

instead of you being jealous of being cast aside by oiks

it was him being worried that he was going to be replaced by iwa

it became apparent when iwa mentioned about going over to your house on friday to study something

and tooru is petty so he was mad that you didnt invite him

there was no way he was going to let iwa take you from him bc he knew you first and he was the first one to announce his intention of getting married to you in the future

he was yours and you were his, plain and simple

he went to your house unannounced and used his key to enter the house

your mom peaked from the kitchen and greeted him

‘oh, hello, tooru-kun! y/n is upstairs studying’

he nodded and went up to your room where you were reading some notes while doing some homework

‘y/n-chan’

you looked up to him standing at your doorway

your eyes lit up and your cheeks flared to see him

bahahaha yes feelings

‘tooru-kun!’

his face crumpled up and he tackled you, hugging the life out of you tightly

‘y/n-chan! dont leave me! youre mine, not iwa-chans! im better than iwa-chan, okay?!’

ofc you were just confused but tooru was weird and youve learned to accept that over the years

‘tooru, we’ve been friends longer. i’ll always be yours and youre mine too so youre always going to be first’

he was all teary eyed when you said that and demanded cuddles and a movie after making him run all the way from iwa’s house

‘but i didnt ask you to, though’

‘you were still the reason i had to run so take responsibility!’

he might be a handful but he was oikawa tooru and you love him otherwise

( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

as yall were settled and the beginning of e.t begins

baby oikawa was absolutely in love with that movie fite me

he asked you why you didnt invite him to study with iwa

you stopped and looked at him confusingly

‘tooru-kun, youre good at science aren’t you? iwa’s this 👌 close to failing just bc he mixes up solid, liquid, and gas’

this is a random fact that i made up so pls dont blast me about this !!!

oikawa stops then just doubles over laughing

‘ohmygod! iwa-chan!’

yall know that arm wrestling video and his stage actor just yelling out iwa-chan? yes im imagining that

you looked at tooru weirdly

‘hm, laughing over your friend’s demise, okay’

needless to say, oiks called you during lunch and sounded like he was running and it was bc he was being chased by haji-kun after he made fun of him

‘ugh y/n! why did you tell him that!’

‘i mean,,,, its pretty embarrassing’

now comes middle school!!!

!!!!

yall are finally able to be in the same middle school as your friends!!!

you were so excited and you wouldnt shut up about it bc youve been looking forward to the day that yall get to be together everyday

not that you didnt have friends in your old school,

you just preferred being with the guys since you werent into the girly things yourself

and you get to see tooru everyday since he was in your class

oiks and iwa immediately wanted to join the volleyball club and they were soon accepted so it was only normal for you to be in practice a lot

you didnt join a club since none really interested you so it was okay for you to go the gym and do your homework while they practice

there was no choice on staying either since you usually walked home with them since oiks lived next door and iwa hung out at either your place or his

the current manager of the team noticed your friendship and frequent appearances so she asked you to be the manager rather than just being there

you didnt really have a choice bc oiks agreed for you and excitedly told you that you were going to be with them for the next 3 years

‘everyone! thank you for the past 3 years!’

hehe i just died inside

tooru was so happy that you would be in volleyball bc that was two favorite things lumped into the best 3 hours of his life: volleyball and you

so thus started your managerial duties

you became friends with the team but was closer to the first years

you quite literally watched them grow into amazing volleyball players and you sometimes cried along with them when they either got hurt or lost

specifically during the shiratorizawa match

it was then that you were sure of your feelings for your best friend

as he wept in the locker room, you stayed by the door, unsure if you should go in or not

but the others have gone to the bus already and iwa wanted you to go and get oiks ready so they could leave

so, you entered the room and your heart dropped, not even noticing the nasty smell of sweat in the boys locker room

he was hunched over the bench, a towel over his head

sure, he was just a first year and he has more opportunities to win

but it was the first time oiks experienced such a loss

and that smug look that ushijima gave him as he sat on the floor

you saw the defeated look as you stood with the coach at the bench

rushing forward and kneeling in front of him, you hugged him tightly

he cried, both defeated and embarrassed, but he didnt let go

it was then that you vowed to be there for him whenever this happens

every loss, every defeat, youll be there

it was painful and you had a feeling that this crush on him would make it harder in the future but you didnt care

bc tooru looked the most beautiful when he smiled

by now, second year has started

youve obviously noticed that your now second year friends are working much harder

and they were gaining more popularity

bc this was the age where puberty starts hitting everyone and lets just say god decided to bless the volleyball team

it shouldnt have surprised you that they were going to be known in the school or prefecture bc they were talented and handsome

perfect recipe for a dream boy

what was only a confession every few weeks or so, turned into nearly a dozen in a WEEK

dw you got some too!!

as a manager, you knew it was going to be a hard job being the only female in a team full of boys

but you didnt expect it to be this bad

girls would corner you in every hallway, outside or inside, to either give you their love letters to oikawa or to threaten you to stay away from their grand king

lmao king okay

and dw, you told them to catch you outside by chipotle after school but they didnt show up

that nickname seemed to get into oikawa’s ego as he told you about his love for that term

as you three walked home, oikawa was telling you about this one girl who called him her king and he giggled at the thought

‘she told me that she wanted to be my princess! but i told her i was a king so she should settle for a prince like iwa-chan’

you laughed at iwa’s angry face

‘shittykawa why am i downgraded?! you think youve above me or something?!’

‘PRINCE IWA-CHAN! HAIL PRINCE IWA-CHAN!’

you howled causing iwa to glare at you

‘not you too y/n!’

you were laughing so hard that your face was red and it got worse when iwa gave you a noogie

but little do you know, oikawa was looking at you at the side, trying to gauge your reaction

you didnt seem to be bothered at the fact that some girl wanted him to be theirs

that was why he frequently told you about his confessions

tooru wanted to know if you still felt the same about him being always yours by telling you stories about the girls and if you were jealous or not

but you remained indifferent and just laughed along

however, you WERE jealous but you didnt show it

youre like ‘im a bad bih you cant kill me’

with all these much prettier girls and talented girls than you, you were sure he would find somebody else

as long as he was happy and smiling, you were going to be just fine

again, another PSA! YOU ARE BEAUTIFUL NO MATTER WHAT BC YOU ARE THE KWEEN TO GRAND KING TOORU AND YOU RULE THE WORLD BC YOU ARE A BAD BIH AND YOU WILL NOT BE KILLED BY INSECURITIES!!

tooru was lowkey hurt about you blushing with iwa and not being bothered about the threat that was looming in the distance

so he practiced more, slightly regreting now that you were in the team

he was being an insecure little bean again and suddenly hes thinking that you and iwa seem to be interacting more (even though you werent) and he was being jealous and this caused him to be slightly more irritated

with all of his practicing, he ends up hurting himself more often like bruises and such

that worried you deeply bc he was practicing too much and pushing himself way too hard and you knew he would combust any moment now

this energy seeped into the others and theyve begun to be more intense during practice and you were sure they were wearing themselves out

youve expressed your concern to the coach about the bruises on their skin and their wincing at every movement

‘the solution to this, y/n-chan, is to study about this and be the medic that helps heal our soldiers’

with that request, youve started taking more trips to the library, staying up late reading medical articles, and buying pain relievants and medical tape

this was when you decided you wanted to be a sports therapist or an injury related profession in the future

so you were obviously prepared when you caught oiks practicing late again

you were actually stocking up some medical supplies when you were passing by the gym and found it still open with lights

he was practicing those damn service serves again and you were starting to get irritated when he didnt listen to you about not pushing himself too hard

‘tooru-kun, lets go home’

your voice resounded from the loud sounds of the balls hitting either the floor or wall

he gritted his teeth

‘i need to do this. i need to be strong enough to beat ushijima. i need-’

‘tooru-kun, let’s go home’

(reference)

but he didnt listen to you and spiked once more but he didnt land back on his feet

but on his knee

tooru made a sound of pain

your heart started beating really fast and you busted out your bag that had emergency supplies

tooru saw you kneeling beside him and for a second, the pain subsided and he was only focused on you

the way your stray hairs from your bun framed your face and the delicate eyes that were so focused on bunching up your kita jacket and using it to elevate the sprained knee

‘ice. i need ice’

you kept mumbling and was about to stand up but his hand flies to clutch your arm

‘y/n-chan, please dont leave me’

‘but its going to swell-’

‘i dont care. i need you right now so dont leave me alone’

you stared at each other, one slightly irritated while one was begging

‘i told you that you were going to hurt yourself if you push too far and look where you are’

‘but it hurts and i need affection to cool it down’

‘N O, tooru, what you need is proper treatment’

‘cuddles are considered treatment, you know’

‘we’re literally in the middle of the gym-’

‘i dont care’

he gave you those puppy eyes and you harshly looked away to the side

then you sighed before sitting down behind him and holding him in your arms

he was content with your affection and your familiar cherry blossom perfume engulfing his senses

his back was rested against your front uncomfortably while your arms were around his middle where his fingers played with your hands

it was silent for a moment except for his occasional hisses of pain but he decided this might be the time

at this point, he was hurt already so he doesnt care if youd reject him since the pain in his knee would cover the pain of his heart

hes like 14 what he poetic and deep for

‘ne, n/n-chan’

‘hm’

‘go out with me?’

your arms tensed and he squeezed his eyes shut, prepared for the rejection

‘only if you stop doing these late practices bc i want to have dates with you after school’

oml oikawa was so happy

like so happy that he just turns around excitedly and hugs you, competely forgeting about the pain in his knee

‘omg tooru your knee!’

‘ow! ugh!’

so thus began your relationship

anon, im very reluctant to make this fluff to angst

he stuck to his word of not going too far with his late practices and yall often had dates at the park, the convenience store, or just at home

ofc it wasnt everyday but it was close to it

everything was great in the world bc you had your best friend as your boyfriend and he made you so happy

during the summer, you began being an apprentice to your uncle’s clinic to further advance your knowledge in the medical field

that meant less time to spend with tooru which meant sulky tooru

this often caused arguments between you two since he always brought it up

‘n/n-chan, i miss you!’

‘i miss you too, tooru-kun. but i have to continue this so that i can be a better medic for the team!’

‘but i matter more than the team! n/n-chan!’

that was his problem. he thought that now you were dating, youd be revolving him 24/7 and he was everything you thought about

but you still had a life to live and prepare for

you sighed before sitting next to tooru on the floor

‘i finish at 2. then we can go get some milk bread and hike up that trail in time to see the sunset. sound good?’

that made him brighten up and you were dreading of repeating this same cycle again in a few days

but you actually liked this boy and even could say you love him despite his clingy and slightly obsessive personality

when your third year rolled around, oikawa was finally the captain of the team

you were now on the hunt of another manager to take over for next year but so far, its been hard

theyve all been fascinated by the boys, especially oikawa, making it a hard task

during the practice, you notice that tooru has been different

to the others, he was fine

but to this one student, kageyama tobio, he was cold

harsh, even

it wasnt like him to treat his kouhais like that so you were confused and obviously worried for a player on your team

you pulled him aside one day and you asked him what was going on

‘tooru, why are you being mean to kageyama?’

he just smiled, but it was much more different

like a whole different smile youve never seen

‘hes the first setter ive met who is an underclassman. im just trying to toughen him up and shape him to his potential’

but you crossed your arms, raising an eyebrow

‘by criticizing every single movement he makes like breathing? by constantly embarrassing him in front of the others? by isolating him from everyone else?’

his eyes twitched and his grin got wider as he gently held your hands

‘we’ll talk about this later, n/n-chan, kay? now, i need to get back to practice as captain and you can continue being the manager’

to be honest, you were kinda pissed

‘no, tooru. you need to stop-’

‘y/n? stop it. this is a stupid thing to argue about so drop it’

boi watch yo mouth

but you didnt push further to not make a scene so you went to kindaichi and gave him his bottle and a towel to kunimi

it was tense between you and oikawa for the next few days

the team could pick up on the weird energy but refused to say anything because hello you were their mom and oikawa was their captain

but iwa didnt care so he straight up asked yall as you were taking spiking notes

‘oi y/n, shittykawa, did you argue or something? its kinda tense in here’

the entire team froze and even the coach looked between you two

lmao i love the coach

‘hm, y/n-chan and i just disagreed on something, didn’t we, y/n-chan?’

oikawa turned and gave you a grin

to others, it wouldve looked real and so convincing

but to you, you knew it was fake

thinking back on it, you shouldve known that was the beginning of his new persona

whenever you pointed it out, he would deflect and you wouldnt stop until he told you what was going on resulting more fights bc he was not doing his vital share in this relationship: communicate

‘tooru, listen to me!’

‘no, y/n-chan. im busy so later’

then it became like that

‘later, y/n-chan’

‘after this spike’

soon after, it felt like you didnt even have a boyfriend anymore

even iwa was starting to notice something weird since oiks was doing this to him too

he was distant, focusing too much time on volleyball which took a toll on his health

and he was getting angrier at tobio for unknown reasons

but these reasons soon came to light when that unfortunate day came

you were waiting for oikawa to finish up his practice so you could also pack up the balls and go home

iwa was already packing up to leave so it was only you oikawa and tobio remaining in the gym

youve talked to kageyama about tooru before and you encouraged him to ask oiks how to serve bc he was really good at it

today he was asking again but you already knew that he was going to refuse him like he has before

but you didnt see this coming

you saw him start to raise his hand with this manic look in his eyes and your eyes widened, running full speed towards kageyama

nYOOM

we finna change this up so buckle up babes

instead of kageyama, you pushed him aside so you took the hit

the force and the intensity of the slap was equivalent to the ones he used to his serves causing you to fly to the floor

you were breathing heavy, tears threatening to fall from the throbbing pain on your face, yet you didnt move

then your head turned to look at kageyama before giving him a nod and a smile

‘g-go to iwaizumi, tobio. he’ll take you home, kay?’

he looked unsure, looking between you and oikawa but your long blink and small smile told him that you would be okay

he ran to the exit and disappeared from view

it was now just you and oikawa

on the other hand, he remained frozen

he didnt know if he should grovel on his knees or cry to forgive him

‘n/n-chan-’

‘dont’

in all the years youve known each other,

from the very beginning in your diapers,

youve never spoken to him in such anger, venom, and hurt

‘dont say another word to me. dont apologize to me. i did what a normal person would do and protect an innocent child from something he doesnt deserve. he was just a child, tooru’

you stood up, eyes still not meeting his, instead focusing on his taped fingers that used to hold your hands with such gentleness and touch you so softly

‘what happened to you, tooru?’

you whimpered, arms wrapping around yourself

he was lost

he didnt know what to do

he had his own tears falling and he stepped forward in instinct to go to your arms but you flinched and backed away

that caused him to sob before throwing himself on the floor in front of you

‘y/n, please. y/n forgive me. i didnt mean to! please, y/n!’

part of you wanted to think that he was just so stressed out for the incoming interhigh that he wasnt thinking straight

but you knew you were just making excuses

this relationship started falling apart the moment you started your third year and you were just trying to hold it together

it was like holding water on your palms yet ignoring the water that was spilling on the side

you can only ignore it for a short while until eventually, the water is not there anymore and youre suddenly asking yourself, ‘where did it go?’

and now youre asking yourself, where did you go wrong?

was it your fault?

‘tooru, for months, ive made excuses for you. many times ive tried to sort out our problems, yet you always made excuses to not talk about it. it takes two to dance in a relationship yet it feels like im just dragging you in circles. we’re going in circles, tooru!’

he looked up at you, slowly standing on his feet with hands hovering over your shoulders, afraid to touch you

‘i can make this right, y/n. forever, right? you promised me years ago that we’d be together forever! we would get married a-and live together and be like mom and papa, right?!’

you choked back a sob at his face

he looked like someone else

he wasnt your tooru

he was the oikawa tooru that held you as you tried to walk

the one that pulled you back up to bed when you rolled off

the one who purposely tripped himself during your first year when you slipped so that you wouldnt be embarrassed in front of everyone

this was a selfish, jealous, tooru

the same look he gave you when he found out that you were studying with iwa without him

‘you hated tobio because he was a good setter, right? you were jealous and scared that he would take your place? was that it, tooru?’

that was then he really realized that you were the only one who could read him like you were reading a book

a single glance and you knew right away

and you calling him out on it allowed him to figure out why he truly didnt like tobio

and it was embarrassing that you said it out loud

and when oikawa tooru was embarrassed or flustered, he deflects

and it usually ends up badly

‘jealous? dont make me laugh!’

he scoffed while you glared at him

‘then what was it, then tooru? why did you do that, huh? because by the way youre acting right now, youre nothing but a green-filled monster. man, you seriously their captain?’

‘shut up, y/n!’

his personality took a whole 360 and you stepped back, scared he would lash out again

‘you dont know anything! you dont know how its like to feel second place from that bastard ushijima. you dont know how its like to feel threatened that your own kouhai could possibly be better than you. you dont know how it feels like to not feel enough no matter how many hours you practice or serves you hit. you dont know anything, y/n-chan’

he hissed and you shook your head in disbelief

‘so to satisfy your own insecurities, you hurt and put down others just so you could feel better about yourself. that just proves you are no longer the tooru i know.’

‘well i dont need you, then!’

you were taken aback by his shouts, composure now broken

‘im not him anymore so you either take whats in front of you or leave!’

at his suggestion, you narrowed your eyes

‘dont make me say my choice because you already know what im going to say’

despite knowing youd say that, part of him still wanted you to at least stay

but he was hurt and he wanted to hurt you as much as you hurt him

‘then leave! i dont need a distraction in my life anymore! you no longer satisfy me! so go!’

the tears now fell and you opened your mouth to say something but you closed it, replacing it with a sob

you bit your lip to compose yourself and swallowed that lump on your throat

‘fine. we’re done, oikawa tooru. and im sorry if i was a distraction to you for the entire 15 years of life we spent together. i can assure you that you will no longer have to put up with me’

then you left

nyoom?

you tried not to think about it bc you were only 15 and you were young so this wouldnt be the last time youd feel love

but not only did you lose a boyfriend, but you lost your best friend

and this is when you realized that best friends are only meant to be best friends

nothing more, nothing less

your parents knew nothing of what transpired and blamed your bruise at running into something bc you didnt want to strain the friendship your mother and his had if they found out her son hit you

family dinners were awkward and your parents kept asking until theyve just figured out that you were fighting

for the rest of your lives

iwa didnt know either

you made kageyama swear to you that he wouldnt say anything and you were relieved that it wasnt his business to say anything to someone else anyways

it was a secret that remains between the three of you

all was known was that you and oikawa broke up and you acted like he wasnt even there

if you had a problem, you went to iwaizumi since he was the vice captain

other than that, you no longer interacted with oikawa

it was an obvious thing that you wouldnt go to seijoh and your families were confused, wondering what the heck happened

‘y/n? youve wanted to go with tooru to seijoh since you were younger so what changed?’

‘people change’

tooru changed

instead, you went to karasuno

it was a suggestion from the guy in the milk bread store after you expressed your dilemma of finding a high school

‘karasuno’s right up there, kid. it’s not that far of a walk, right?’

‘i guess youre right’

during your first day of high school, you were shutting the gate when you saw iwaizumi and oikawa by his door

iwaizumi raised a hand in greeting and you smiled at him before walking down the road

‘i still wont force you to tell me but just know, you either fix it or get over her’

iwaizumi cautions tooru who kept his eyes on your slowly getting smaller figure

‘but i cant fix it this time’

you disassociated yourself from volleyball for the rest of years until a good friend of yours, kiyoko, asked you to help her manage the boys

she asked you to just help her out during your last year and you agreed since shes done a lot of things for you over the years

‘we have a practice match with aoba johsai on tuesday so you think you can come then?’

you froze, not knowing what to say

but its been years and you no longer cared

besides, you still felt protective towards one of your former baby chicks kageyama and him being there with that guy worried you

so you agreed

on your way there, kageyama stuck close to you since you were the only one he trusted there

‘are you okay with this, y/n-san?’

you squeezed his arm with a smile

‘it’s okay, tobio. besides, iwa told me that kindaichi and kunimi are there and i miss them so’

the boys and you started unloading their bags and kiyoko asked you to go and fill their bottles in case

the gray-haired setter, you knew as sugawara koushi, accompanied you to carry them so you were filling them up as he held the container of empty bottles

‘the boys are going to be good, you know. and dont worry about kageyama. hes extremely talented and we could win easily’

you gave him a reassuring smile and he nodded

‘i have faith in our firs-’

‘y/n’

a voice from behind you made the hair on your arms stand and you saw him there

he was shocked to see you there bc last thing he knew from iwa, you no longer had anything to do with volleyball

but here you were, in his castle, with an unknown person beside you

suga noticed your tense form and placed the box on the floor

he put a hand on your shoulder and made you face him

‘you know him, y/n?’

but you only gave oikawa one more look

‘no. not anymore’

oikawa screamed

yall that one last line is not relevant to the story but i put it there since someone pointed out that oikawa was always screaming and i thought that was a funny comment

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amerrierworld · 4 years

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Three Times Over (pt 3)

Ocean’s 8 - fan fiction

Pt 1 | 2

Summary: You, Lou, Debbie. A road trip.

Characters: Lou x fem!reader x Debbie

Word Count: 2,461

Warnings: the end to a trilogy folks. Super Fluff and NSFW. Hope you enjoy!

“You’re lost, aren’t you?”

“I’m not lost, Ocean. Shut up.”

“Lou. Admit it. You’re fucking lost.”

Lou huffed, looking up from the map to glare at Debbie as you wandered by the road edge, overlooking hills and a far-away shoreline. You kicked some stones from the gravel on the ground, turning your head to bask in the setting sun heat.

The three of you decided to take an impromptu road trip on Lou’s new motor cycle, loaded with money from the last heist. You’d been squished between the blonde and brunette on the bike, holding on for dear life for the whole trip so far. Somewhere along the way, Lou had pulled over -something about watching the view or enjoying the outdoors?- to glare at the map.

She was so lost.

“Look, I might have taken a wrong turn somewhere, fine. But that doesn’t mean we’re lost.”

“Lou, that is literally the definition of lost,” you giggled, hands shoved deep in your pockets. She shot you a look but you blew her a kiss and her eyes softened a bit.

You hurried over to her, wrapping your arms around her waist from behind. “It’s okay we’re lost, baby,” you said. “Cause look at this view we got to catch because of it.”

“We’re not lost,” Lou mumbled defensively. You and Debbie shared a look.

“How about I just look up where we are?” she said, waving her phone in Lou’s face, who groaned.

“But that ruins the adventure,” she whined, and you hugged her tighter. “Ugh, fine. I’m trying to find the same motel from the last time I went down these roads.”

Within minutes, you figured out where you were and you were back on the road after Lou had analyzed and remembered the directions. Cool summer air whipped past your face and you felt an occasional kiss against the back of your head from Debbie.

The sky was darkening by the time you arrived at the motel, at the centre of a small rural town with a gas station and a shop or two. A motorcycle trip with three people didn’t leave room for too much luggage but you and Debbie had managed to sufficiently pack small backpacks to bring along. Food you could buy easily, that wasn’t an issue.

Lou checked the three of you in, greeting the motel owners with a familiar hug and sliding them extra tips for letting the three of you share one room meant for two. They didn’t question it with the sight of more green bills being passed their way.

“It’s surprisingly cozy,” you said as you walked in. Dim yellow lights lit up the room with a nice view of the forest behind the motel.

“Oh, the owners owed me a favour from the last time I was here. Helped them out of a scam. I might have conned them in the process but they’re none the wiser,” Lou shrugged as she flopped down on the bed. “The one reason why I always come back here is cause they actually clean their rooms.”

“Hey!” Debbie scolded. “Boots, missy. We all have to share that bed.”

Lou grumbled again and tugged her black boots off her feet, tossing them on the floor before shuffling up further on the bed, falling asleep almost instantly. Debbie grabbed your hand and the two of you wandered the town, buying some food and drinks from the convenience shops and chatting with the locals. It was quiet and peaceful; streetlights brightening the roads and the weather cozy enough for you to wander around without any burdening layers.

Lastly you bought ice creams from the gas station and a pack of cigarettes for Lou before heading back to the room, where you found said blonde snoring into the pillows. You gently shook her awake to ask if she wanted food and soon the three of you were sitting on the bed in a pile, eating junk food as the rickety ceiling fan spun above you.

“Where are we going after this?” you asked as you popped open a bag of chips.

“It’s a surprise,” Debbie said.

“Ugh, no fair,” you said, puffing your cheeks indignantly. “Why do I always get left out of the planning?”

“We just want to spoil you baby,” Lou said, nuzzling your cheek. “You’re the only one who hasn’t seen the place yet, so we wanted to make it special.”

You pouted at Debbie insistently, who sighed in response. “Fine, you brat. It’s a cottage.”

“What! No way, how on earth do you own a cottage?”

“It’s a family property; well, technically it was Dannie’s, and now it’s mine, since he’s dead,” she said.

“If he’s dead,” Lou chuckled. “But,” she continued, holding you tighter, “it does mean we gotta get up early tomorrow to get there. It’s a few hours away. I don’t want to drive over those bumpy roads in the dark.”

“Mkay,” you agreed. “Thanks for telling me.”

“Of course,” Debbie said, a loving look in her eyes as she watched the two of you. “Now pass me the gummies before Lou eats them all.”

You turned on the tv where the only channel that worked was a crappy crime show. Lou and Debbie kept pointing out rookie mistakes by the criminals and cons of the show and you found yourself falling asleep with your head in Lou’s lap and your legs on top of Debbie’s.

The next morning you awoke at the crack of dawn, three sets of limbs tangled with each other as the rickety fan kept spinning. After a meagre and quick breakfast you were back on the bike and speeding along the countryside while the sun came up.

The cottage was close to the edge of a beautiful forest with dirt roads leading to it. Debbie led you inside while Lou put her bike away.

It was basically just a regular house plopped in the middle of the forest. The Ocean siblings clearly spared no expense for this place. Debbie gave you a quick tour and you marvelled at the beautiful home.

“..and this is the guest room, though we most likely won’t be using that,” Debbie said with a wink. You giggled and pinched her side, leading her to gasp in mock offence and chase you through the hallways.

After digging through the kitchen with Lou to look for preservatives, cans and frozen food that were still good to use and eat, Debbie walked by the two of you, her hair up in a knot and a large towel wrapped around her body.

“I dunno about you two, but I’m knackered. I’m gonna go take a bath,” she announced. Both you and Lou stopped and couldn’t help but watch as she hurried up the stairs. Just before she disappeared around the corner to the master bathroom she gave a flick of her hair and tugged the towel off with one hand to sling it over her shoulder, leaving her stark naked.

“Care to join me?” she chuckled at the top of the stairs. Neither of you needed to be asked twice.

Clothes lay strewn about the floor leading into the bathroom. The tub, thank God, was enormous.

“Jesus, it’s like a fucking pool,” you exclaimed, dipping one foot in. Debbie sat at the other end, submerged in the water to her shoulders with a glass of champagne, looking every bit a luxurious home-owner who definitely didn’t do anything illegal for a living.

The warm, floral scented water enveloped your body and all the aches in your body from riding calmed down. You sighed contently and twisted your body to watch Lou undressing.

“Down, girl,” she scolded you after catching your hungry gaze while she unbuttoned her shirt.

“Hm. Make me,” you grinned back. She nearly lunged at you, barely able to finish undressing as you scurried back before she could grab you. You were met with Debbie’s arms around your middle pulling you flush against her, her lips nibbling at the shell of your ear.

One of her hands trailed down to rub teasingly along the inside of your thighs and you shuddered at the feeling. Lou stepped into the bath opposite you, dipping low into the water and coming closer. Her own hands pulled your ankles apart and she moved in between them, kissing you softly as Debbie began circling your clit.

“Hm, this is a much better surprise than the cottage itself,” you commented as Lou moved down your neck, hands fondling your breasts and Debbie starting to rub your clit diligently.

“Yeah? You like it here?” she asked with a smirk against your hair. You nodded, limbs trembling as Lou sucked a bruise into your damp skin. “We can stay as long as you want, baby.”

“Well, uh, until the food runs out,” Lou remarked. Your chest began heaving as Debbie worked up your arousal under the water. Lou moved away to give you more space but you grabbed her waist and pulled her closer. She let out a groan of surprise as her own centre came in touch with yours and Debbie’s persistent fingers. You pulled her even closer, legs entwining so that you could feel her against her and you bit and sucked at her jawline as she rubbed herself against the two of you.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Debbie whispered in your ear as she felt the two of you against her fingers under the water.

Lou’s fingertips dug into your thighs and she shuddered as her orgasm took over, the sight of your face and Debbie looking just as aroused sending her over the edge. She growled into your shoulder as she came, hips jerking. Debbie kept moving her hand, making Lou tremble with aftershocks from her persistent fingers.

“F-fuck,” you stammered, your breath ragged as Debbie kept pushing you further and further. “W-wait, I wanna.. do something else..”

Debbie halted her movements and Lou watched you patiently. You turned around, pulling Debbie to sit up on the sturdy edge of the tub right by the wall and moving in between her legs. She got the hint and smirked deviously as she opened her legs for you and you wasted no time in licking a long stripe up one leg to her cunt. She tasted salty- no doubt from the bath salts she used in the water, but her skin was warm, wet and glowing, and you dug in hungrily.

As you worked on sucking on Debbie’s clit and teasing her entrance with your tongue, Lou’s slick body moved up against you and a hand wormed its way back under the water to press against your clit, spiking your arousal tenfold again. There was a yank that lifted Lou’s body slightly off of you and looking up, you saw Debbie focusing on Lou behind you, no doubt with a hand pulling at her hair.

You moaned as Lou’s fingers twisted and pressed your clit and folds, sending waves of pleasure through Debbie who slumped against the wall, eyes shutting.

“Curl your fingers inside her, Y/N,” Lou whispered in your ear. “She likes that.”

You made a noise of understanding just as Lou lifted your ass out of the water for a better angle. “Just like this, baby girl, I’ll show you.”

You gasped as Lou pressed two fingers inside you from behind, the other hand holding you up to show you exactly what she meant. Despite your trembling body, you mimicked Lou’s movements on Debbie, fucking her with your fingers. She was right, Debbie was soon writhing and begging to cum.

Focusing extra hard and pushing your own arousal down for just a little longer, you curled your fingers inside her just as your lips sucked hard on her clit. Debbie’s hips stiffened and she bit down on her own hand as she came. You were looking up at her lovely, flushed face and nearly came undone by the sight alone, but Lou stopped her motions just there, leaving you teetering on the edge.

“Wha- n-no, I was so close,” you whined at the loss. Lou turned you around, gazing at you with a playful look in her eyes. Her hands guided you to sit against the edge of the tub, between Debbie’s legs, and moved you up with ease in the water until you found yourself straddling Lou’s thighs. Your mouth opened wide in shock.

Debbie’s hands ran through the wet locks of your hair first, cooing at you as you began rocking back and forth, your earlier denial making you extra horny for release. Lou held you tightly as you moved up and down against her thigh, helping you out with motions of both her leg and arms, making sure that you were grinding deep against her.

Hands reached down to pinch your nipples and Debbie licked a hot stripe up your neck from behind. As Lou’s nails dug into your ass and Debbie’s hands gripped your breasts, you came with a desperate cry.

“Good girl,” Debbie murmured in your ear, kneading your breasts softly as you rocked against Lou, shaking uncontrollably. “God, you’re so perfect. You both are.”

“N-no, you guys are more perfect,” you breathed out, your head falling back against Debbie’s middle. Lou took the opportunity to lean down and suck your aching nipples.

“We can do this all day, Y/N. You’re perfect for us,” she said as she eased your body down from her thigh, letting you submerge a little further into the water.

“I don’t ever wanna leave,” you murmured as Debbie’s hands raked through your hair again.

“Good,” the brunette responded. “Cause we don’t want to either.”

Lou grabbed a bar of soap and began rubbing your sore legs with it. “Good thing about bath sex is that you can get as dirty as you want while still being clean,” she commented. You giggled as Lou ran the bar up your thighs, working it deep in the sore muscles and you almost dozed off again.

“Alright gals, move over, let me back in, it’s getting cold up here,” Debbie said. You pushed yourself up off of her and she came off the edge to settle into the warm water. You turned around to kiss her on the mouth, arms wrapping tightly around her neck and she returned the kiss eagerly.

You took the bar of soap from Lou and moved behind Debbie to rub and wash her back, admiring the smooth skin with your hands. As you did, Debbie and Lou shared a heated, passionate kiss that made you beam. Not an ounce of jealously filled you and you hugged Debbie tightly from behind, moving the soap from her back to her abdomen and pressing a soft kiss against her hair.

A/N: Aaahh! Here u go! We can never have too much smut and fluff with these ladies honestly. Though I’m gonna say this is officially the final instalment of Three Times Over, it doesn’t mean it’s the last piece I’ll write for Debbie x Lou x you ;) You never know what can happen! Love u all

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Vampire!Henrik x Chase

TRIGGER WARNINGS: Alcoholism? Technically, Mentions of abuse- all verbal, manipulation, blood, and finally- I guess implied divorce talk? That’s all I can really think to tag the tw’s as so there y’all go, just want to be safe

Chase was driving up the road when suddenly, his car began making these god awful noises, he cringed and pulled his car over to the side of the road and stopped, he got out and then took a look under the hood “Alright… What’s your problem n o w?” He sighed, getting frustrated with this stupid vehicle, what was worse is he was VERY far away from home, he couldn’t afford his car to break down now! There wasn’t even a gas station nearby! He tried to work with it and after a few minutes more he sighed and ran his hands down his face “Great, fuckin’ great… Now I can’t even get back home…!” The man groaned before pulling out his phone and seeing there was no service, this just irritated him more, he looked up ahead and saw a house that sat atop a hill, maybe someone up there could give him a hand… Chase reached over and opened the glove compartment, rummaging around before pulling out his flashlight, he had always kept one in his car just in case… And well it just so happened that this was the perfect opportunity, he got out and then made his way up the hill, unbeknownst that someone was already very aware of his impending arrival… The figure watched from the window as the man climbed up the dirt road, traveling up to his house, a smirk playing on the figure’s face “...Excellent…” It spoke to itself as it stepped away from the window, it needed to prepare!

The closer Chase had gotten to the home, he had realized, it was practically a mansion! The place was h u g e! He noticed there were lights on as well so luckily for him he could get some help, he flinched when it began thundering and then raining “S-Shit!�� He ran as fast as he could to the home, eventually he got there and he was practically soaked by the time he reached the door, he gently knocked on the door and shuddered, after being rained on for so long he was a bit cold, luckily the porch had an awning over it so that shielded him from the rain, and after a few moments of waiting, the door slowly creaked up and a man stood before him, in a dark brown turtleneck, a white lab coat, and his pants and shoes matched the turtleneck’s color, he looked a bit… Paler than most but Chase couldn’t say much because he was very pale as well, and the man’s eyes… Holy s h i t… His eyes were a beautiful Ocean Blue color, Chase hadn’t registered what the man had even said to him because he was staring so much, he then realized this was a bit… Awkward “O-Oh sorry, uh, what did ya say, dude?” The man repeated himself, his voice a bit monotone “I said… May I help you? You are soaking wet, you must be freezing…” Chase noted that the other man’s accent definitely sounded German although he could be wrong, either way… “Oh yeah, uh… My car broke down… And I was wondering if you, like, had a phone I could use to call someone…” The man shook his head “Unfortunately, I do not, my phone is broken and I’ve been meaning to get another for some time now…”

The man paused to adjust the glasses on his face “However… I should have some tools in my garage that could potentially help, you are free to stay the night if you wish… After all, it’s quite the downpour out there, yes?” Chase looked back and noticed the lightning in the sky and then the crackles of thunder, the rain was pouring as heavy as it possibly could and he shuddered and turned back to the man “I mean… I don’t want to trouble ya any more than I already have…” The man cut him off “You have not troubled me at all, in fact, I insist, I do not want you catching a cold nor getting hurt out there, so please… Do come inside…” The man stood aside, holding his hand out to gesture at the inside of his home, a friendly smile playing on his lips.

However that smile unbeknownst to Chase who naively stepped inside, after wiping his shoes on the outside mat mind you, was as fake as one could ever be… The man could smell this stranger’s scent so vividly and he had to practically restrain the urge to pounce on the other, this was strange actually… The man never had such a reaction to any human really, but something about this one was… Different, nonetheless, he would strike soon but not yet… “Oh yes, my name is Henrik Von Schneeplestein by the way… But of course, you may call me Henrik as it is easier to say I’m sure” Chase nodded and extended a hand “Name’s Chase Brody, pleased to meet ya Henrik” Henrik happily exchanged a handshake with the other, trying his best to ignore the strong urges building up within, he usually had good control over his urges and such so why were they acting up all of a sudden? This was… Strange, but nonetheless… He had a tour to give the hu- er, Chase… “Come with me, I will show you around… My house is very large and it’d be a shame for you to get lost in here” Chase chuckled at that and followed Henrik “Y-Yeah, I uh, don’t wanna wind up lost in here, or anywhere that’s for sure…” The house had the typical rooms that Henrik gave a tour of, the bathrooms, the living room, the dining room, the kitchen, the bedrooms, the place even had a basement however Henrik didn’t seem too keen on showing it.

Chase couldn’t blame him though, he didn’t like basements either, those creeped him the fuck out… And the man wasn’t acting defensive about it either, he just stated that it was mostly cluttered down there and it was dusty, far too dusty for him to enter… After the tour ended, Henrik led Chase up to a bedroom “This will be your room, not too far from mine, so just in case you need anything, it won’t be a far walk from my room…” Chase nodded “Sweet, your house is really cool!” Henrik smiled at this, usually, when he let humans inside before they never thought his house was cool, it was just creepy to them, so this was the first time someone had come inside and complimented his house “Ah… Thank you…” Henrik then cleared his throat “There is a wardrobe in this room if you wish to change clothes, I’ll uh, leave you to it” Chase nodded, watching as Henrik walked off somewhere back down stairs, he headed into his room and immediately began to change into a more comfortable outfit, it was a turtleneck that was a dark heather gray color, it looked pretty cozy… And then some pajama pants to go with it, granted that looked like an awkward combination, he really didn’t care, he just needed something that wasn’t wet and cold, after changing, he threw his damp clothes aside, he’d take care of those later.

He headed out and down the stairs, he took notice of Henrik sitting there on the couch, watching some television, he didn’t want to disturb him too much, he just needed something to drink, he crept into the kitchen and opened the fridge, there wasn’t… Much in there at all, this was strange… Maybe Henrik hadn’t had time to go grocery shopping, either way, he grabbed the bottled water and took a seat on the couch, not TOO terribly close to Henrik of course, he didn’t wanna make the man uncomfortable “So, what’cha watchin’?” Henrik glanced over at Chase before looking back at the TV “One of those cheesy vampire movies, I find them to be very ridiculous and always watch these when I need a good laugh” Chase looked toward Henrik “Oh? How are they ridiculous?”

Henrik sighed “Well for one, half of these movies I’ve seen are not even accurate, there are a good few out there that I can appreciate, but some of these movies…” He pinched the bridge of his nose “Mein Gott…” He paused, and was about to continue before he slowly realized ...Maybe he shouldn’t, he doesn’t want to risk revealing himself to Chase, at least, not yet… But the man was as oblivious as they come “Hmm, yeah I can kinda see what’cha mean, well I mean… At least this isn’t Twilight levels, right?” Henrik groaned at that “Please, do NOT even get me started on the Twilight series…” Chase couldn’t help but snort at that one “Alright, alright, sorry” (no disrespect toward Twilight, this is all just in good fun) and after that, both Henrik and Chase continued watching the movie, occasionally, Henrik would point out a flaw here and there, mostly about the vampires which okay, now Chase found some of these to be a bit… Odd but maybe the man just, really liked vampires and did research on them or some shit, either way, it was none of Chase’s business, after all, he WAS just a guest here… After the movie had ended, Chase stood up, going over to toss his empty bottle in the trash now “I think Imma head to bed… I’m pretty tired and it’s already eleven pm” Henrik stood and nodded “I think I will do the same” He turned the TV off, heading up the stairs along with Chase, now that the movie had ended and Henrik was paying close attention, he took notice of the clothes Chase was wearing, and he wouldn’t deny… That outfit albeit a bit odd, was awfully cute on him…

...What was Henrik thinking? He shook his head, no, he just met this man and Cha… This HUMAN was no more than a mere snack for a creature like him, he couldn’t be thinking such things as that! He barely caught what Chase was saying to him before he looked up “Could… Could you repeat that?” Chase rose a brow “I asked if you were okay… You were just staring off into space…” Henrik nodded “Oh uh, yes, I am fine… I was just thinking about some things…” Chase headed off into his room and stopped before hopping into bed and turned “Oh by the way… Thanks Henrik, for uh, lettin’ me stay here for the night… I appreciate it” Henrik nodded at the man’s words “But of course, it’s no problem at all… Goodnight Chase… I hope you sleep well” Chase smiled “Uh yeah, same to you…” And with that, Henrik headed off toward his room, Chase heading toward his bed and plopping down, too tired to take the shirt off, and besides he didn’t much feel comfortable sleeping shirtless in a stranger’s house either, he had to admit though… He was intrigued by Henrik, even if he was going to be able to fix his car tomorrow and leave, he would most definitely hang out here if Henrik allowed or hell, he’d invite the man over to his own place … Then again, he highly doubted Henrik would want to spend time with him, after all, they WERE still practically strangers to one another, they knew nothing about the other… He was just being too hopeful that someone, anyone would wanna spend time with him.

...No… No, god… Just… He sighed and shooed his thoughts away before they could even begin to get bad, he just wanted to rest well tonight ...He didn’t want to think about how lonely he was, he didn’t want to think about how he had no one… ...He didn’t want to think back to the day Stacy divorced him and left him ...Annnd now he was ….Great… He just closed his eyes and prayed he could fall asleep soon and have a good night's rest… After a few moments he managed to fall asleep… Meanwhile, as a few hours had passed, Henrik had risen from his bed, he wasn’t really sleeping, he had no need for sleep, he was just waiting for Chase to fall asleep.

Henrik slowly crept out of his room, surely the man was asleep by now… Although, Henrik could sense, well, something from the man, he crept toward Chase’s room silently, managing to sneak his way in, and there was the man, laying flat on his back and sleeping so peacefully, or well that’s what Henrik thought at first, he crept closer and loomed over Chase, his fangs glinting in the moonlight that shone through the window when he opened his mouth, he mumbled softly “I’m sorry for this… I truly am…” Usually he wouldn’t care about feeding, but for this human, it was different in that regard, he felt bad but there was nothing else he could do, there was no way he could wait for another human to pass by his area, he’d wind up starving if he didn’t feed soon… Henrik slowly moved onto the bed and gently tried to pull down the collar of the turtleneck, it’d be a bit harder than normal to feed with this in the way but he’d do what he could, he leaned in closer, inhaling Chase’s scent and he couldn’t help but shudder which caused the man beneath him to shift and then, he froze… Keeping as still as he could manage, even if Chase woke up it wouldn’t bother Henrik too much, he could just command him to fall back into a deep sleep, after a few seconds of shifting, he got still again, he never did open his eyes.

However he did mumble a few things, Henrik perked up at this, he listened intently at the man’s ramblings… He mentioned the name Stacy one moment then the next, he sounded as if he were sobbing… Henrik realized the man was having a nightmare, he could see it clearly in the other’s mind… The woman was leaving and taking what he assumed to be the man’s kids away from him, the expression on her face held no remorse as she dragged the kids to the car and then drove off just like that, the man was heading back inside and began to cry, he grabbed the nearest bottle of whiskey and began downing it and that’s when Henrik decided he had enough of peering into this man’s mind, his eyes glowed a bright red as he slid off of the man and he held a hand out in front of him, suddenly, the man quit shifting and his tears and shaky sobs slowly stopped and he seemed to be sleeping more peacefully… Henrik’s eyes then widened as they slowly faded back into that Ocean Blue color, he pulled his hand away and immediately ran out of that room, not worrying about Chase waking back up, at least not for a long while anyway.

(if that doesn’t make sense to you then let me explain, Henrik DOES have some vampiric powers obviously and one power in particular is the ability to kinda read minds/see into dreams and if he so wants, he CAN actually affect others dreams, turning them into nightmares or in Chase’s case good dreams)

Hours had passed by and suddenly it was morning, Chase was outside in Henrik’s garage and looking for the parts he needed to fix his vehicle, making some idle chatter with Henrik who was standing in the doorway all the while, eventually he found all the things he was looking for “I, ahem, apologize I’m not able to come out and help… The sunlight, just… Bothers my skin immensely and can be very dangerous for me…” Chase nodded, he felt bad for the man, not being able to go out in the sunlight any if at ALL… That must suck big time “It’s fine dude, I just really appreciate you letting me borrow these tools to fix up my car… I’ll uh, be sure to bring them back BEFORE I leave of course” Henrik smiled and nodded “While I do appreciate that, you may keep them… I really don’t have much use for them… I don’t go out all that often…”

Chase looked over at Henrik before looking out toward his car “I’ll just bring them back next time I visit” He said absentmindedly at first before realizing “I… I wait… That didn’t come out right I didn’t mean that, because I know we’re still like-” Henrik only smiled and cut him off before he could finish “It’s alright… I don’t really need the tools if I’m being honest, and of course... You’re welcome here anytime you want, I enjoyed your company actually, even if it was for a short time…” ...Wait, why did he say that? More importantly why did it feel authentically genuine?! That was a lie! ….Wasn’t it? Either way the man smiled and practically beamed at Henrik and okay… That should NOT affect him as much as it is… Chase thought for a moment before setting the tools down and then grabbing a little piece of paper from his pocket “Do you have a pen on ya by any chance dude?” Henrik nodded and took one of his many pens out of his pockets and handed it to the other who began writing something down on the paper “I know ya said your phone is broken and ya need to get a new one, but hey, ya ever manage to do so, gimme a call!” He handed Henrik the number who took it and scanned over the paper, he then shoved it into his pocket “Ah, thank you…” And then Chase picked the tools back up and gave Henrik a wave as he headed back down toward the road and to his vehicle.

Eventually he managed to get his vehicle fixed, even though it took a couple of hours at least… He took one last look back at the house before driving off, he really hoped he could come back… He’d like to get to know this man a lot more than what he did, and so… After a few weeks, Chase was sitting at home one day before he heard his phone ring, he reached for it lazily before seeing a number he didn’t recognize, usually he’d ignore those due to it being spam calls most of the time… But… Just in case it was Henrik which he doubted, he answered it anyway “Yo?” He spoke nonchalantly, to the man’s surprise it was indeed Henrik himself! “Is this Chase?” The man was very surprised and almost excited “Hey Henrik! Yeah, it’s me dude! I guess ya managed to get a new phone, yeah?” The other man on the phone huffed “Yes, it was… A bit troubling but I managed at the very least… I um… Was just wondering… Would you… Er, if you are not busy of course… Would you like to meet me at the Impresso Espresso Coffee Shop? And aha, just between you and me… They’re Espresso is not that Impresso… ….I MEAN IMPRESSIVE”

Henrik could feel himself dying at the pun he just made, he cursed the name of that Coffee Shop… But then he heard Chase laugh and… Wow, he… He liked that… He liked that a l o t. “Ay! With a place named like that? Fuck yeah, I wanna go for sure! ...Er, but wait, I thought ya couldn’t like, go out in the sunlight?” There was a pause before the man cleared his throat “Ah, yes, that I did… But this coffee shop stays open very late actually, it’s one of the very few around here that does.” Chase thought for a moment, this could be his chance… A chance to get to know this man more ….He bit his lip ...No… No, no time for that kind of thinking now… “Yeah then, sounds great, how about Eight PM? I wanna like, give it enough time ya know, to get dark so the sun n shit won’t bother ya!” This made Henrik’s undead heart twinge a little… How thoughtful… He quickly gave Chase the directions before continuing “Sounds just fine to me, I will see you at Eight then, yeah?” Chase replied with a yeah and then the two of them exchanged goodbyes and hung up, Chase was excited, this was ACTUALLY a chance for him to get to know Henrik better! Any and all thoughts of doubt had temporarily vanished and he immediately scrambled to get everything ready.

He needed to clean his apartment room and get ready! He managed to tidy up his apartment, it was really just a precaution just in case Henrik wanted to come over to his place ...He didn’t want the man seeing his mess, he’d feel so embarrassed if the other did! And then he got ready, nothing fancy at all really, he just cleaned himself up a little, he had ultimately decided to use a floral scented cologne, it was a rose scented one, he didn’t want anything TOO strong and the other cologne he had was a woody type… ...Now he was worrying if his cologne would be too much ...He needed to stop, he backed away from the mirror after making sure everything was in line, before heading out he quickly grabbed Henrik’s tools and then headed out the door, it was 6 PM so he should make it on time! He hopped into his car and sped off in the direction, eventually after a good bit of driving, he was there, he had unfortunately arrived a little late,he thought he would make it on time but he miscalculated things, of course it was nothing TOO major… He just hoped Henrik hadn’t left the place, he found a good parking place and then hopped out and headed inside, he spotted Henrik way in the back and headed over quickly, he saw the man grin as he approached “Sorry, I’m a little late…!” The man shook his head “It’s nothing to worry about…” Henrik slowly inhaled and his eyes fluttered shut for a moment “Ah… Is that… Rose I smell…?” Chase grinned sheepishly as Henrik opened his eyes again, his face was probably a little red right now but no matter “U-Uhh yeah…? I’m sorry if it’s bothering you I just didn’t know-”

Henrik cut him off “Hey, you do not need to apologize so much, yeah? I can assure you, it’s more than fine… Rose is actually one of my favorite scents… Along with Jasmine… And maybe of course Coffee itself…” He chuckled a little bit as did Chase “Ironically enough, the other choice I woulda picked was gonna be Jasmine, guess either way my choice was correct then” Henrik grinned at that although it immediately faded, mostly in fear he’d accidentally reveal his fangs, the more he thought about it… He needed to be more careful, even smiling could be hazardous ...Not that he really ever smiled, at least… It was never genuine either way, it didn’t matter… “Ahem, shall we order our drinks?” Now, sure, Henrik may have been an undead vampire but for one, Chase didn’t and NEVER needed to know that, two he would never go without coffee whether he was a vampire, a werewolf, or any other type of mythical creature! Chase nodded and with that, the two of them headed toward the counter, Henrik ordering the typical plain black coffee and then looked at Chase and told the barista a Mocha for him, Chase looked surprised “Woah wait, how’d ya know that was EXACTLY what I was going to order?”

Henrik shrugged “You looked like the type of person to like a VERY sweet coffee …I… Have my ways when it comes to people, coffee drinkers especially…” Henrik did take a mental note that he and Chase were both polar opposites in that regard, Henrik loved a strong bitter tasting coffee while the other loved a more sweet tasting coffee, eventually the barista came back and Henrik paid for them and then they both took their coffees back to their booth, he had hoped Chase hadn’t found that too suspicious but it didn’t seem like the other man did

...Maybe he was just really oblivious ....Either way, it didn’t matter to Henrik, in fact that was a good thing! That would mean Henrik wouldn’t be in too much danger… “So… How long have you lived up there, in that house I mean…?” Henrik took a sip of his coffee before answering “I’ve lived up there for as long as I can really remember… I love the place for how quiet and relaxing it is… Although I will be honest, it can get fairly lonely up there from time to time” Chase nodded “Yeah I can get that, the apartment can get that way too… I mean, the lonely part… Not the quiet part, fuck no, it’s never TRULY quiet around that place” Chase rolled his eyes and Henrik had a look of sympathy for the other “I can only imagine…” Henrik looked away as Chase sipped on his Mocha Coffee, he… He wasn’t used to this kind of thing so he needed to think of something, ANYTHING that wouldn’t be creepy…

“What do you think your favorite place would be?” ...Well, it’s better than nothing… Chase seemingly looked up in thought for a moment before shrugging “I dunno really, I guess I like… Forests, I like to explore in the woods and wander through the trees, of course, gotta be careful because last time I did that I… Iiii… Got lost… ...For several hours… What about you?” Henrik made a mental note of that, he didn’t know why but he really was curious about the other, and it seems as though Chase was curious of him as well “Hmm… I would have to say… The Ocean… While I do not particularly care for the swimming part, I just love the sounds… The feeling of the sand… It’s all so beautiful” Chase nodded “I took my kids to the beach once, they seemed to enjoy it well enough, I er, I didn’t really get a chance to myself…” Henrik rose a brow at this “Oh? And why is that…?” Chase bit his lip and looked away “...I uhh, well… I was just busy with some stuff, some youtuber stuff… That’s all…” Henrik frowned a little, that was a lie… And he wouldn’t deny as much as he didn’t understand these newfound feelings and emotions, this newfound curiosity towards a human as well… He didn’t want to push it any further and risk upsetting Chase “I see” Was all he simply said and the man seemed to sigh in relief albeit he was still fidgeting, and struggling to find something to ask as well before he suddenly blurted out “Sooo, who are the special people in your life?” ...Annnnd Chase was mentally smacking himself on the forehead, that was a bit too forward.

However Henrik didn’t seem to mind in the slightest, in fact his voice was mostly monotone as he spoke “There are no special people in my life, I am… A loner first and foremost but there have been no special people in my life for as long as I can remember…” ...Well now HE was lying… There used to be someone but Chase had no business in knowing that… And besides, it was unimportant anyways… “O-Oh… Jeez, that sounds… Rough… I mean, I don’t really have special people in my life anymore either… Well, aside from my kids but, eh… I rarely ever get to see them…” Henrik looked at the other in shock “Why is that…?” It took the vampire a few moments before slowly he recalled, the very first night Chase stayed with him… The nightmare, the kids, the woman taking them away…Whoever that woman was… Henrik was beginning to hate her, he listened to Chase as the man sighed “....My Ex-Wife… Stacy, she uh, took the kids in the custody battle and such and, really she uh hardly ever lets me see em… She even sometimes uses them against me... But- I just… I’m sorry, I shouldn’t dump all that on ya” Henrik shook his head

“No no, I can promise you, it’s fine…” It took all of his strength to hide the venom that threatened to spill into his words “I’m very sorry, and forgive me if this is out of line but she’s definitely a manipulative one, using your kids against you like that, judging just based on what you said… I definitely don’t have the best feeling about her… I feel as though she’s done more than that...” Chase was silent now and Henrik was worried he had gone too far before the man spoke up “...I-I mean, she’s never like, hit me or anything… Sooo I… I wouldn’t… Just… Don’t worry about it, let’s uhhh, talk about somethin’ else…” Henrik was very tempted to peer into the other’s mind to find out more about this ‘Stacy’ woman… But, he refrained… “Of course… What else do you wish to talk about?” Chase thought for a moment before finishing his mocha “Know any good jokes, dude?” Henrik had never been the best at jokes, he shook his head “Unfortunately I do not… I am not the joking type…” Chase shrugged “I dunno dude, ya made a pretty good joke earlier based off the name of this place” Henrik groaned as Chase grinned “Do not remind me…” And then there was a pause, Henrik finally getting to finish the rest of his coffee before Chase chimed in “Hey, Hen, what does a Zombie Vegetarian eat?” The vampire rose a brow “...Well, they would more than likely make a vegetarian alternative to human brains or you know… A regular salad? Like humans themselves eat?”

Chase gave Henrik a look “...Dude… I was gonna say Grrraaaaiinnnnssss… That… Why and how the fuck was that so oddly specific like you KNOW what vegan zombies eat?” Henrik looked away, his face red in embarrassment ...Which was new, he had never ever blushed before! “I uh… I was just… Speculating, really… Nothing more or less…” He hoped Chase would buy that and it took the man a few moments before he looked up in thought “...Maybe you do have a point though… I never really thought about it, god if creatures like that DID exist, it’d be a hella lot better if they WERE vegan... That way we wouldn’t have to worry about our brains being eaten, being torn apart, or having our blood drank” Henrik’s eyes widened momentarily as he looked over to Chase who seemed to be lost in thought now, probably thinking about vegan monsters… “I, yes… I mean of course those creatures do not exist in the first place, but, it’s an interesting thought…” Chase shrugged “I dunno… On one hand, it’d be fucking AWESOME if a monster existed but on the other hand, you’d be completely fucked if one of them got their hands on you ….Assuming they have intent to kill of course” Henrik silently nodded along, trying not to seem so frightened, the man was just talking about monsters, if only he knew… He was sitting here talking to one right now, part of Henrik was curious how Chase would react, would he run away screaming, try to fight him or ‘kill’ him ...Annnnd now Henrik was becoming more worried about Chase finding out, that didn’t help… “What’s your favorite kinda monster, Hen? Ya seem to have an interest in those yourself…” Henrik kept his gaze averted from Chase’s.

“Hmm… If I had to choose a favorite… I’d say a Griffin or Dragons… Such powerful beasts of the air… I’d have much respect for creatures like that” Chase grinned “Hell yeah dude! Honestly… Those are some pretty good picks, if I had to pick something… Hmm… God, this’ll probably sound so basic, I uh… I’m not really an expert on monsters... So I’d go with werewolves or vampires…” If Henrik had any more coffee left to drink he would have done a spit take at that “Ah, vampires you say?” Chase nodded “Yeah, werewolves are cool because their fuckin’ HUUGE and have big claws and can totally fuck shit up but like, vampires seem much cooler ...Probably literally too, but they have some cool powers! They can turn into bats whenever they want and fly around the world, even if it is ONLY at night, they can do a lot more than werewolves really, and just lots of cool shit” Henrik couldn’t help but smile at that, it was pure childlike excitement from Chase… Oh but the vampire himself couldn’t help but feel as though, Chase’s childlike excitement would turn into one of pure terror if he ever revealed himself, he’d probably never want to see Henrik again, he’d probably hate Henrik ...And now the man’s smile was fading as he looked out toward the window “It’s getting rather late, isn’t it?”

Chase looked down at his watch and his eyes widened, the watch read ‘11 PM’ “Fuck dude, I am SO sorry… I didn’t mean to like, keep you out this late” Henrik shook his head “Please, as I have said, there is no need to apologize to me so much…” Without thinking, he grabbed Chase’s hand, his breath almost hitching in his throat at how warm the other felt… He didn’t feel any urge to sink his fangs in this time, and truth be told… He didn’t want to hurt Chase, not anymore… He knew he was beginning to care about this man, and even though these newfound feelings were scary to him… He could manage “I had a great time, in fact… This is the most fun I’ve had in a very long time!” He then saw Chase’s expression, it was one of concern and then Henrik realized why, he drew his hand back from the man’s “Your hand is ice cold, if you need, I have a pair of gloves out in my car…” And then there was a pause before Chase looked up into Henrik’s eyes “I… You… You did? Really? I mean, I did too of course! Honestly, it was really fun… And I’m glad I got to hang out with you tonight…” Henrik was smiling “Yes, I really did… I hope we can hang out like this more often if I’m being honest…” And that caused Chase’s heart to skip a beat, H...Henrik REALLY wanted to hang out with him ...Again…? This made the man smile back “I’d like that, hell yeah dude!” And with that, the two of them headed out of the shop, Henrik looking up to the night sky and inhaling deeply “Ah… It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” Chase looked up and saw the big bright full moon among countless amounts of stars “W-Woah… It… It really is…”

Henrik turned toward Chase, smiling as brightly as he ever has, his fangs glistening in the moonlight “Aha… Not only did I want to get some coffee with you… I actually knew there was going to be a full moon and the stars were going to be out like this… I wanted to see them… With you…” Chase looked over at Henrik and smiled as well “I… Thank you… It’s honestly really beautiful, like, just… Holy shit…” He muttered as he gazed back up at the stars, honestly, even though he had tried to push these feelings away, Chase would not deny, the more he looked at Henrik, the more he thought about this man… He couldn’t deny the feelings… Honestly he knew why he was trying to avoid them, trying to push them back, it was because he was afraid… Afraid of things turning out the same way as they did with Stacy, afraid Henrik would leave him all the same… Mock him for being so pathetic, for being a failure as both a father and a husband… Chase’s mind was running wild all of a sudden, filled with negative and bad thoughts,

Henrik was suddenly looking at Chase and coming closer, the man cupped Chase’s face suddenly which caused him to jump out of his thoughts for a second and look Henrik in the eyes, the two of them staring at each other for a few moments before Henrik began closing in, now Chase wouldn’t deny… Part of him wanted to kiss Henrik… He really did, and that seemed to be what the other was going for, but with all the thoughts of things ending up how they did with Stacy, everything bad she had said about him, how Henrik could end up the same way, it made him pull away all of a sudden “I… I need to uhhh get home, it… It’s getting really late… An...An-And I… I have some stuff to d-do around the ap-apartment…! I enjoyed hangin’ out with ya dude but, gotta go!” He quickly ran to his vehicle, cranked it up and sped off in the other direction, leaving Henrik behind who was still standing there in the coffee shop’s parking lot.

After he had gotten back to his apartment, he headed inside, slamming the door behind him and quickly taking a seat on the couch, he placed his head in his hands “Stupid… Stupid… Stupid! God, I’m such a fucking idiot! A fucking… f-failure…” He shouted to himself, he just couldn’t… Everything was too much, and he probably just ruined the one chance he had with Henrik! The other man probably hated his fucking guts if he didn’t already before… He probably, no, he was sure of it… Henrik absolutely hated him now, he could feel the glare on Henrik’s face in his mind, he could feel the hurt he had just caused the man for leaving him there so abruptly, his thoughts were running wild, screaming at him for running away like that, calling him a coward, a loser, not deserving of a second chance, not deserving of love… He got up and made a beeline for his whiskey bottle, snatching it up rather aggressively and proceeding to down half of it in one sitting, he sat there, letting the bad thoughts take hold of him, letting Stacy’s voice remind him of what a failure he is, not only as a father but a failure as a husband, tears were spilling down his face and onto the floor as he continued to drink more whiskey, eventually, he finished the whole bottle and was so drunk and disoriented that he could barely even move.

After an hour had passed and Chase had passed out with the thoughts still echoing in his mind, he awoke to the sound of his phone buzzing, it was the text notification sound… He hadn’t slept long enough to wear the alcohol off by any means… He was still drunk as hell and drowsy, he lazily picked up his phone, grunting when it slipped and hit him in the face, he picked it up again very slowly and read the message, it was Henrik’s number… He couldn’t really concentrate fully but he opened the message up and began to read through it, it read as [ I’m sorry if I have made you uncomfortable, I did not mean to be so forward like that, that was very rude of me and unwarranted, I should not have tried to kiss you when it was clear we were just there to hang out, have some fun, nothing more, nothing less... So I hope you can at least forgive me and we can move past that, sincerely, Henrik ] Chase blinked slowly, Henrik’s message didn’t make much sense to his brain right now so he texted back even though this was… Not the wisest idea while being drunk like he was.

[ heyyyooo, its fiine, urrr actually p cute, ngl ] a few moments later, there was a reply [ Chase are you okay? You are acting a bit differently ] and of course Chase responded [ Iiiim fiine, u worry 2 much!!! Jus had a li l drink is al ] His grammar was… Poor when he was drunk but no matter, he didn’t really know what he was doing anyways… [ Chase, how much have you had to drink? ] and at that question, it took Chase a few minutes to respond, partially because he was half falling asleep again [ whole bottle, bout a ha v anotha 1 ;) ] And almost immediately there were a string of texts that read out [ Please Chase, don’t have another ] [ I’m coming over there ] and then [ Just stay where you are before you get hurt ] and now, had Chase not have been drunk this would have concerned him but he merely shrugged it off and put his phone down, he got up from the couch to go grab another bottle and he fell over almost instantly, he giggled at this “leggys dont work…” And just like that, there was a knock at the door and a very concerned voice calling out “C-Chase? It’s me, it’s Henrik… Can you get up to open the door?” A very slurred voice came from inside the apartment “I dunnnoooo… Legs feel heavy…” Henrik called out “Well please, try for me… Try to open the door…” Chase groaned and tried to pick himself up off of the ground.

(no offense to like, people who actually drink alcohol and dont act this way or any kinda way really but this right here? It’s literally just for the story, just gotta clarify that ya know?)

He shuffled over to the door and after a few minutes of fumbling around, he managed to unlock it, as he was backing away from the door he stumbled and fell back, giggling a little “Iss opennn…” He slurred out, immediately, Henrik swung the door open and his eyes widened as they landed on Chase, he ran over and helped him up and quickly set him down on the couch “Oh Chase… Are you hurt at all? Did you fall on anything sharp and or a hard surface?” The man began looking over the other, checking for any and or all injuries, meanwhile Chase was just giggling away and hiccuping every once in a while “Nooope… m fiiine… G-God… You’re really hoooot…” He giggled again, not really noticing the concern spread all over Henrik’s face, he looked around the apartment, he noticed there was a GOOD amount of whiskey around… He needed to get Chase away from here, now sure, this might technically seem like kidnapping… BUT his place would be better than here… And besides it’s not like he was going to just keep the man! “Chase, I’m going to pack you some clothes and stuff… You’re coming to stay with me for a while…” Chase rose a brow, he didn’t really manage to decipher Henrik’s words and just agreed with him “Oookaay whateverrr ya say doc…” Wait… Was Henrik even a doctor? ...Meh he looked like one to Chase anyways so that was enough for him to give the other man that nickname, meanwhile Henrik told him to stay put and while Chase would’ve gotten up and tried to sneak some more whiskey… For some reason…

He felt like he couldn’t disobey Henrik, not in worry of getting in trouble but he literally couldn’t move from his spot, he was confused by that but processing this kind of information was hard right now and trying to figure it out? Near impossible… Henrik then came back with a bag packed full of clothing and other items that Chase would need “Alright… Chase… I want you to listen to me and listen well” His tone was much more… Stern… And… Okay, maybe this alcohol was affecting Chase more than he thought because Henrik’s eyes looked red now “You are going to sleep now… I COMMAND you to sleep…” Command? What was Henrik doi- ...Okay well, Chase was yawning and his eyes slowly fluttering shut, and just like that the man was out of it, Henrik sighed, his eyes turning back to their normal Ocean Blue color.

“I’m sorry Chase…” He didn’t know why he was apologizing, maybe for what had transpired earlier… Maybe for using a power like that on Chase, even if that was a HUGE risk to give himself away, he didn’t care, he just wanted the man to be safe… He didn’t care if the other remembered that and questioned him or found out what he was, just as long as Chase was safe… He picked up the man with ease, well… Sometimes vampiric powers had their perks!

He could hold even the heaviest of objects with ease, he loaded Chase up into his car and the bag as well and drove off, sure he could have ran off and got there faster but just in case, he did want to give Chase an option to leave when he wanted or even needed too, he was just doing this to get the man away from all that alcohol, god forbid he drank too much of it… Considering how incapacitated the man already was, no… Henrik didn’t want to think about what could’ve happened, he shook his head and just kept driving, looking over at Chase who was sleeping peacefully it seemed, truth be told… He had also used some of his powers to ensure Chase would have pleasant dreams instead of those nightmares… Which he knew this was going to hurt him severely later, he was growing weaker from not feeding for so long, sure he could go a good bit longer if he really needed but he didn’t want to risk going into a frenzy, god… Especially not around Chase, he’d never forgive himself if he hurt the other.

After a few hours had passed, Chase awoke and blinked, his vision was blurry and fuzzy at first so he took a few moments before trying to move around, another thing he noted was that he had a MASSIVE headache… He groaned at the pain and continued to blink a few times and his vision eventually cleared up, he carefully sat up, holding the back of his head, as he stood he wobbled a little “F-Fuck…” He mumbled to himself and looked around, his eyes widening in surprise… Wait… This wasn’t his apartment! He was about to panic before he looked around the room more closely, this was the same room that he had stayed in when his vehicle broke down, so that meant… He was in Henrik’s home! ...But how did he even get here? It didn’t make sense, he couldn’t remember what happened… He wandered out of the room and down the stairs very cautiously as he saw Henrik sitting at the table, looking very nervous before the man’s gaze snapped over to Chase “I poured you some water, got you some toast, and a pain reliever right here, after you eat and take the medicine I want you to go straight back to bed” His voice was stern and Chase looked down to the ground, fiddling with his hands as he walked over “H…Henrik… What happened…?” The man looked at Chase and sighed “Well, firstly, you got very very drunk last night and began texting me, do you remember any of what you said?”

Chase was taking a sip of water, as Henrik spoke, he choked on the water and his eyes went wide “I...I…” Before he could continue, Henrik went on “You called me cute, and began acting much differently...” He cleared his throat and sighed “...Chase… You scared me half to death last night... You could barely even stand up, you fell t w i c e… And just… Look, I am NOT mad at you for leaving, I understand that me leaning in like that for a kiss was inappropriate and I-” Chase shook his head, he remembered now… He remembered texting Henrik, calling him cute and hot, and then just… He remembered why he was drinking in the first place... “No… I just… God, fuck… I’m sorry… It’s just… It’s not that I DIDN’T want to kiss you… I just…” He placed his head in his hands, he couldn’t look at the other man “Henrik… Do you recall the things I told ya about Stacy?” The vampire took a few moments before nodding.

(I know there’s a warning up above but hey, just in case you have forgotten about it, here it is again- Trigger Warnings: HEAVY mentions of abuse, nothing physical but verbal for sure, manipulation, belittling talk, and Chase kinda spirals in his thoughts before Henrik brings him back, if any of that makes ya uncomfy then dont put yourself through a potential anxiety or panic attack okay?)

Chase kept his head in his hands, he was having second thoughts about this, but… He didn’t want to just lie to Henrik… “She’s done a lot of bad things… I hadn’t really realized before when I was, ya know, with her but over time I…. uh, I did come to realize some shit… A lotta shit wasn’t right… And really that was only thanks to some friends. ...She uses the kids against me, she never hardly EVER lets me see them if she can help it… She… fuck… She always called me a failure… As a husband and a father… Belittled every single interest I had… Said I was too childish for my own good, that… That nobody else would want me but her, nobody else could put up with me but her, that if I let her leave… Nobody else would ever want a pathetic loser like me, she told me… So many horrible fucked up things… After everything she did, everything she said, I… I started drinking… I know I shouldn’t have, I shouldn’t have started drinking because it just caused more problems between us, she had a right to be worried though, about the kids getting hurt under my watch, but she even went as far to say I might do something to them! I just…” He paused and fell silent for a few moments “A...Ahaa…” He looked up, tears streaming down his face “Maybe she was right after all… I A M a pathetic loser… I mean I turned to drinking and over what? Things she said about me? I’m a failure… I… I… I don’t deserve love… I don’t-” Henrik stood from his seat and came over “Chase, that’s enough… You are not a failure and you are certainly not a pathetic loser… When I look at you, I see a good man… A man who tries his best every single day, a man who is an extremely amazing father…”

Henrik took a moment to clear his throat before continuing “From the very first day since you came to my house, I’ll be honest, I took an interest almost immediately… And believe me when I say, I don’t take interest in anyone so lightly, you are… Special… Very special to me, Chase… I would never EVER treat you like she did, she was manipulative and abusive, I will not be... I would never say any of those things about you, and I mean that… You are an amazing man… I… Chase… I love you… I really do…” Chase’s eyes widened as he looked up at Henrik, he wiped some tears away from his face “But I… Aren’t you mad at me…? I ran away like a coward… I… I…” The man cut him off “I already told you, I am not mad at you… You were just scared, and if you are still scared then trust me, I WILL give you all the time you need to think things over, you don’t have to give me an answer right yet if you don’t want…” Chase bit his lip and looked away from Henrik for a few moments before looking down at his hands, he wouldn’t deny, he was fucking terrified… But a BIG part of him wanted to actually take this chance, he really did have feelings for Henrik, the man had already treated him with more respect than Stacy ever did, actually never once belittled any interests or anything he really ever said, never once yelled at him like that… Never used anything against him… He took a few moments before slowly standing up and looking Henrik in the eye, he didn’t even say anything before practically lunging forward at Henrik, wrapping his arms around him and giving him a kiss.

Henrik’s eyes widened, he didn’t expect this, not so soon… But of course he was definitely not going to complain, his eyes fluttered shut as he leaned into the kiss, wrapping his arms around Chase as well, right now would be the perfect time to bite into Chase’s neck and feed but… Henrik didn’t want to, not at all anymore… He just wanted to kiss and hold the man and honestly never let go, eventually they had to break away from the kiss, both they’re faces flushed, Chase had a bright smile on his face, it’s the brightest smile Henrik’s seen and he absolutely loved it.

Henrik also had a big smile on his face as well, before he looked over at the medicine and water he had originally left out for Chase “Oh, you should probably take that and head on back to bed… After this whole ordeal, I do believe the both of us need some rest, yeah?” Chase nodded, Henrik had a point, he was absolutely worn out, he quickly ate through the toast and then took the pill and drank some water to wash it on down, he always cringed at medicine, it tasted gross but it’d help him in the long run “Hey Henrik…?” The other man raised a brow “Hm?” Chase walked back over and pulled him into another hug “...I’m sorry… For worrying you like that… I… I’ll try my best to not… To not do that again…” The vampire smiled and sighed, hugging the other back “I forgive you… I’m just… Happy you are alright and safe now… Now, you need to hurry and head on back to bed so you can at least get SOME sleep…” Chase nodded and pulled away from the hug and began walking toward the stairs, then proceeding to quickly head up the stairs, Henrik following in behind, as Chase turned to go to his room, he looked back at Henrik and smiled, very genuinely “...Love ya, dude…” The vampire smiled back, for the first time in so v e r y long… He felt happy… He felt genuine happiness… And now, maybe, just maybe… The loneliness he felt for oh so long would vanish as well…. “...I love you too…” And with that, the two of them proceeded to their respective rooms.

A few hours had passed, Chase had awoken feeling much better this time… His headache was gone and he felt so much better… In fact, he felt excited… He wanted to spend more time with Henrik already! He headed out of his room and down the stairs once more, however, he didn’t see Henrik anywhere… Well, maybe the man was still sleeping, this was his chance to do something nice for Henrik, since it was still a little early in the morning… He crept over to the kitchen and began making some coffee for the man, and then headed to the living room to chill out and watch some TV while waiting for the other to wake up, 30 minutes had passed and still no sign or sound of Henrik, Chase didn’t want to disturb his sleep but he was a little curious… He softly crept up the stairs and toward Henrik’s room, trying desperately not to make a sound and disturb the man just in case he was still sleeping, Chase slowly crept into Hen’s room and his eyes widened, the man wasn’t in bed… Hm, maybe he had left to do something? ...Then again, the sun was out and he said he couldn’t go out in the sun… This was strange, he called out for Henrik, there was no reply… So Chase went back downstairs and called out again, he was trying not to panic, there had to be a logical explanation for why Henrik wasn’t answering… Perhaps he was busy working on something somewhere in the house? Chase would just go around and check everywhere.

It took him a long while, the place was huge and there were a lot of rooms to go through until finally he came to the basement, this was the only place Henrik could be… He bit his lip, he didn’t exactly like basements but he needed to make sure Henrik was okay… He took a deep breath and pushed the door open, it was too dark to see so he flipped a light on and looked around, he didn’t really notice anything out of the ordinary except for what appeared to be a quarantine chamber (He has a chamber like that for a LOT of reasons), Chase walked up to it and knocked on the door “H-Henrik? Are you in there?” He heard a groan come from the chamber before Henrik called out in a strained tone

“C-Chase!? You need to leave right now…! I… I’m uh… I am busy with my w-work!” Chase raised a brow “...Henrik, you sound like you're in pain! Fuck dude, are you alright?!” The man backed up as far as he could in the chamber “Chase… Please… I’m b e g g i n g you… Leave… You don’t want to see me like this… I… I’m not what you think I am… I just… I can’t… If you see me now… Y-you’ll want to l e a v e me...” Chase didn’t understand what the other meant but he was growing more and more concerned “Henrik, please… I just… I would never leave you, no matter what! Dude, you’ve given me more support and love in the last few days than I’ve gotten in a long time, no matter what it is, I promise I won’t leave you, just… Open this door, please?” There were a long few moments of silence “Chase, you don’t understand… I...I’m a fucking m o n s t e r… If I open this door… I don’t know what could happen…! I don’t want to hurt you because of this, this fucking CURSE!” Chase didn’t know what the other meant, this… This wasn’t making sense but he wasn’t going to leave Henrik no matter what “Henrik, I’ll love you… No matter what or who you are… I’m not going to leave you… I don’t know what you mean by monster but even then, I don’t fucking care… I don’t care if you are a monster, or anything like that… I promise, it’ll be okay… Just, please, let me in…?” Another long moment of silence before the man inside sighed and unlocked the door “Chase, if I try to hurt you… I want you to hit me with ANYTHING you can find… I don’t care if you hurt me, it won’t matter, so long as you are safe…”

Chase slowly pushed the door open, to be honest, he didn’t know what to expect but he certainly didn’t expect to see Henrik, huddled in the corner… His eyes red and pupils slit, his ears pointed and the closer he looked, he could see fangs… “W-Woah…” Chase muttered, looking stunned by Henrik’s now inhuman features, he really wasn’t kidding when he said he was a monster… But nonetheless, he felt bad when Henrik looked away from him in shame “Chase… Darling… Remember when I said I couldn’t go out in sunlight?” Chase nodded “Well… I… I can’t go out because it will burn me to a crisp… I...I’m a vampire… I just… Oh god…” He hid his face in his hands “Just… Don’t look at me, I’m a hideous being…” Chase came closer and grabbed Henrik’s hands in his “No, no you’re not… Henrik, I don’t care… I don’t care if you're a vampire, a werewolf, or any kind of creature! I love you, for you… F-Fuckin’ hell… You look so weak, and you’re shaking… I need you to tell me what’s goin’ on?” Henrik looked at Chase “I...I… I haven’t fed off of anyone or thing in a long while… And… When I took you back to my place… I… I’ve been using my powers too carelessly… I just…” Chase looked around before looking back down at Henrik “...Vampires like, drink blood, don’t they?” Henrik nodded, he… He didn’t like where this was going.

Chase knew there was no other option “Feed from me then” Henrik’s eyes widened “No, No… I refuse… I don’t want to hurt you, Chase!” The man shook his head “Henrik, I’ll be honest, first and foremost, I don’t know much shit about monsters or whatever… But I know, a vampire NOT feeding for a long period of time can be very bad, secondly, it is LITERALLY NOT the worst thing that’s happened in my life… And if you feeding from me means you’ll gain your strength back and you’ll be okay, then I’m willing to risk it, now… Please, just fuckin’ do it, I don’t want anything bad to happen to you!” Henrik looked at Chase, worried as ever “I...I’m just so fucking scared I’ll… I’ll lose control, go too far, and hurt you or worse… I just… I c-can’t…”

Chase cupped Henrik’s face then “Listen, I trust you… I trust you with all my heart and I KNOW you can control yourself… If you need to I can help you even, just please, I don’t want anything bad to happen to you… We literally just confessed to each other barely even the other day, there’s no fucking way I’m going to lose you already I can’t… Now just, hurry up and drink, I promise it’ll be fine” Henrik sighed and took a few more moments to think about it before looking at Chase “If I start losing control, if I start drinking too much, you NEED to pry me off, I don’t care WHAT you have to do just promise me, that if I can’t control this… You WILL pry me off and run…” Chase nodded “I promise…” Henrik leaned in toward Chase and he was shaking more than he needed to be if he was going to do this… He was just so fucking terrified he was going to lose control, he was worried he’d drink too much blood and wind up killing Chase! He took a deep breath and inhaled, he thought about Chase… He thought about all they had already gone through… He thought about the kiss they had shared the other day, and then he thought about how much he loved Chase… He leaned in closer to the man’s neck “This is going to sting, I’m sorry…” Chase only shrugged “Eh, nothing I can’t handle, trust me…” Henrik was tempted to ask what he meant by that but he just… Wanted to get this over with already.

He carefully sank his fangs into the man’s neck, cringing a little when he heard the grunt of pain, and he could feel his eyes dilating as he clutched at Chase tighter who was just trying to sit still until Henrik was finished, he wouldn’t deny this was extremely awkward and it felt weird and he had so many questions but for now, all he wanted was for Henrik to have his strength back and to be okay, that was all he could focus on right now, this was what the vampire had intended for originally now that he recalled, he was originally going to drink all of the man’s blood but… Then he got to know this man, and he caught feelings for the other hard and fast… So now the plan has changed, he just hoped he could control himself, god forbid anything bad happened to Chase, he’d never ever forgive himself… A few moments had passed and he could feel Chase trying to push him away, okay… The other wanted him to stop, but suddenly the vampire was clutching the other man tighter and growling lowly, he began panicking internally and mentally screaming at himself to stop, he knew it! He KNEW he’d wind up going too far! He just fucking knew he wouldn’t be able to control himself, why did Chase trust him?! Why?! Chase then gently held the vampire’s shoulders “C-C’mon Hen… I know you can do it… I k n o w you can stop…” He paused before smiling “Please?” At first, he still continued to feed from the other but then that plead… His eyes widened, he needed to stop, he H A D to stop himself NOW! and then his eyes went back to being their normal Ocean Blue color and he carefully pulled away and fell backwards into the corner, he was shaking and looking away from Chase.

“I...I… I didn’t… I’m sor-” Chase quickly pulled the other man into a hug “Hey, shh, it’s okay doc, ya did it…! See? I knew you could control yourself… Look at me, I’m fine dude!” Henrik took a deep breath and then looked back over at Chase who was smiling proudly albeit a little bit weakly “I think that’s enough excitement for like, a fuckin’ year… Like, holy fuckin’ shit so much has happened in the last few days n weeks even…” Henrik chuckled at Chase’s words, the man helping him stand up from the corner “You okay now, doc?” The vampire smiled and okay it looked a bit horrifying with blood still on his fangs and mouth

“Yes, I’m fine... I just… Thank you, for letting me feed from you… As creepy as this will probably sound, your blood actually tastes very good!” Chase smiled at this “I uh? I’m glad? I do have a question for you though… Just one for now, I’ll save the others for a different time…” Henrik raised a brow “What would that be…?” There was a pause before Chase rather nonchalantly asked “Were you planning to drink from me like, the first time we met n shit?” Henrik’s eyes widened before he cast a guilty look down to the floor “Unfortunately, yes, I was planning to do so while you slept here actually, which looking back on now I am REALLY glad I did not and ahem, got to know you better because had I originally done so, yo...you wouldn’t be here right now...” Chase nodded, okay, that was a bit horrifying to think about… But, everything has changed since that day, so he knew Henrik would never do something like that now “Ya know, that should terrify me right now, but honestly? I trust you, with my life dude! And besides, everything’s different now so I’d say everything really worked out in the end!” There was a pause before Chase remembered something “I, since you just drank blood, you’re probably not gonna want the coffee I made for ya, huh?” Henrik smiled at this “...Ya know, despite just drinking… Coffee sounds delightful right now if I’m being honest” Chase grinned and he was about to give Henrik a kiss before he stopped “...First, can you uh, clean the blood off? I… I don’t, really wanna taste any of my own blood I don’t think…” Henrik nodded and headed off to get cleaned up, he also came back with some disinfectant and a bandage and patched up the wounds on Chase’s neck.

The two of them then shared a kiss and headed out of the basement and into the kitchen, Henrik sitting down at the table and enjoying some coffee while Chase was grabbing something to eat, the man honestly still had a bit of shock, he was in love with an actual vampire! He would never complain of course but he definitely had a bunch of questions for Henrik later on, for now, he wanted to enjoy some nice quality time after the events that just transpired, he and Henrik both really were tired from the events that had transpired, but the vampire wouldn’t deny, it was nice to have someone that loved him despite being a monstrous being… ...He definitely felt that things would be okay from here on out, and it felt good not having to hide himself from Chase anymore, and he wouldn’t deny, sensing the other’s curiosity and excitement over the fact of him just BEING a vampire? That was really adorable… This was the happiest he had felt in a long time, and he’d be lying if he also wasn’t looking forward to spending more time with Chase, yeah… Things were gonna be alright finally.

(I don’t wanna end with them napping like I ALWAYS DO ya know, this was fun to write and heyo I’m lowkey proud of it! BUT as a bonus and a lowkey apology for UNINTENTIONAL angst, here’s a bonus tidbit of Henrik slowly regretting his choices to spare this man)

Chase’s expression becomes serious as he speaks “...You’re impossibly fast and strong, you’re skin is… Pale white and ice cold…” Henrik raises a brow at this “C-Chase wha-” The man continues “Your eyes change color…” He pauses again, he knows Henrik will get the picture if he continues “And sometimes you speak like, like you’re from a different time…” Another pause, Henrik was still visibly confused and wondering if Chase was having some sort of breakdown…? “You never eat or drink anything ….Except coffee sometimes…” He added that bit in only to hold some truth “You don’t go out in the sunlight…” Henrik looked very concerned “Chase? Darling? Do I need to call you an ambulance? Wh-What is happening?” The man was trying his hardest not to grin and keep a serious look on his face “How old are you?” Henrik blinked in confusion before shrugging “Ahem, I would have to say thirty…” Yeah, he had no idea where this was going… Chase continued on, admiring how Henrik actually gave a real answer, that was cute… He was so oblivious to what he was quoting “How long have you been thirty…?” Now Henrik thinks Chase was just asking the questions he wanted, this had to be it… “...A while, I’ve been thirty for as long as I can remember?” And finally… They were to the point Chase wanted, he had gotten Henrik here and it was too late to turn back now.

A wicked grin spread across Chase’s face before he uttered the few words Henrik would surely catch onto “...I know what you are…” At first, Henrik was confused “W-Well, you should, considering I dr… ...Drank…” He began to trail off, he slowly put two and two together although it did take him a lot longer than he would’ve liked, his eyes widened as he realized what Chase had been doing this entire time “...Chase, darling, the love of my undead life… I swear to God, sometimes I regret sparing you that very day we met…” He groaned, pinching the bridge of his nose, he realized however the man would not give up until he did the same and quoted the movie, as much as he did NOT want to, he sighed and stood up, walking slowly behind Chase, eyeing him almost like a predator “...Say it…” He whispered darkly, right near Chase’s ear, this made the man’s breath hitch in his throat, there was a pause before Henrik continued, his tone still dark “...Out loud…” Chase still remained silent, they really were just about to reenact that whole damn scene… This time, as Henrik spoke, his tone was much more demanding and aggressive “S a y I t…” The man was breathing heavily for a few moments before he spoke softly “...Vampire…”

Chase’s eyes were wide as Henrik got a bit closer, he could feel the vampire’s cold stare on him… “...Are you afraid?” Henrik asked, trying not to grin or laugh, this was ridiculous… That was so fucking stupid but he wanted to humor Chase at least ...That way he wouldn’t just stand there and wait all day for Henrik to quote this with him, Chase took a few moments before slowly turning around to face Henrik, he almost cracked up when he seen the other’s expression for this “...No…” There was another pause before Henrik got a bit closer “Then ask me the most basic question… What do we eat?” Chase snorted at this, he couldn’t hold it back and he smiled “...You won’t hurt me…” Henrik raised a brow, a smirk crossing his lips “...Are you sure…?” Chase blinked “Wait- That’s not a part of the movie?” He questioned and slowly backed up as Henrik began drawing closer, a malicious grin spread across his face, his fangs showing and his eyes that shade of red again

“H-Hen? C’mon dude… I was only joking, it was for fun! Ahaaa… I-I swear! I’ll never make ya quote Twilight again!” Henrik then grabbed Chase’s shoulders very gently, this had made the man jump a little “Babe… Please, c’mon now, it was just for fun!” Henrik’s grin never faltered as he leaned in closer “Chase, my darling… Remember how you just said I wouldn’t hurt you?” Chase nodded, he wouldn’t deny, he was actually lowkey a little scared right now and Henrik seemed to sense it, so he decided to cut the act quickly, his eyes turning back to normal “Well you are absolutely right! I would never hurt you my love!” He leaned in to give Chase a passionate kiss which took the man off guard, his face turning a bright red and after Henrik pulled away, he glared “Not funny dude, you asshole…” He wouldn’t deny, this made the vampire chuckle and nuzzle against Chase “...I love you, so very much...” ...Okay, that brought a smile back to Chase’s face as he wrapped his arms around Henrik “...Love you too, Hen…”

(I legit just looked up that whole damn clip on youtube just to quote this section bc y’all better believe Chase would do it tho- absolutely)

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Easing Back Into Things

I am successfully omitting many interactions and pieces of our conversations. I am trying to make these shorter every week so as to only record things I think are essential. It takes up a lot of my time writing these, but I also really like documenting my moments with Scott. I’ve just gotten into the habit of doing these for so long that it’s a hard habit to break. One day I hope these posts become and stay smaller and that I can just keep future moments in my head, for the most part at least :)

Monday - When Scott comes in, I turn around the perfect time. I say good morning to him and he seems pretty happy and returns my greeting. He has his sunglasses on and is holding them like he's about to take them off, but he doesn't. He comes right back out of his office right after he goes in to put his food in the fridge. I turn my head but just miss him.

Later in the day, I come out of Joyce's cubicle as he comes walking down the hall, right about to enter his office. He looks at me, but his expression doesn't change. Neither does mine. I hate this finality of things, that Scott will never again have any interest in me. It makes me sad. I still don't understand anything. Was he just having fun this whole time? Do I mean absolutely nothing to him? I can still feel where all the colors were, so beautiful and vibrant, and now I'm left with the stain of them that turned to brown, and it's not the same. During my lunch, I go to the sink to rinse my bowl. I'm there for about a minute, and when I turn around, Scott is right there walking up to the water jug. We greet each other. When I go in his office to talk to him a few minutes later, we ask each other how our weekends were. He says he didn't really do anything. I tell him how I had some drinks with a friend and then got a little tipsy and went to Wal-Mart at like midnight. I show him the giant heads I tried on and the cowboy Santa we saw, and tell him how i could still ride a bike while tipsy. He says how yesterday his daughter wanted grapes so he went out and got them for her, but he didn't realize you could take some out of the bag for however many you wanted and he ended up paying $8 lol. We talk about food shopping a bit and he says how he rarely goes. I guess the wife does it :( I tell him how I got up earlier than normal the past 3 days because I'm feeding my friend's cats all week so I’ve been motivated to wake up on time. I got to work today almost 10 minutes early today. Scott says how he likes waking up early and I do too. Scott hurt his back and under his ribs, so we talk about that and the trainees being here this week as well. Scott makes his tea after lunch. He went upstairs to see what food they had, but it was individual meals. "I told you earlier I heard Linda on the phone ordering individual meals. Did you not believe me?," I joke. We talk about how there’s no cookies today. I tell him I need to stock the coffee lids and when he walks away, I do too down the opposite hall to get the key at the receptionist desk. When I head back, he's putting his creamer back into the mini fridge. I can tell he is looking at me. I go to get my guacamole from upstairs and hear someone at the water jug. I do not look because I see the pastel blue shirt in my peripheral vision, and I know it's Scott. I had no idea he was down there. I 100% try not to look like a creep, but for some reason, the more I try the more I happen to see him so that it looks like I am creeping. I could see too that he looked up at me, so I thought it best to pretend like I had no idea. But then it happens again later on. I go to grab stuff I printed and turn around and the men's room door opens. I walk into my cubicle, but not before seeing that it’s Scott. I had no freaking idea he was in there because I had my headphones in and didn't hear him walk by. I talk to Scott at the end of day and he says how the day dragged. I wasn't busy, but I still felt the day went pretty quick. I feel hungry and tell him I'm usually hungry on Mondays which I think is because I eat so much Sundays at brunch. He tells me it's time to go and then points out how he actually told me today because I get annoyed when he doesn't. I smile and say, "I don't get annoyed." I turn my head as I pass by Steve's window and I swear Scott is looking in his window's reflection to see me leaving. We walk out together and I already have my sunglasses on, but it's gray out. "I'm getting like you, wearing sunglasses when I don't need them. And you don't even have yours on yet." He does put his sunglasses on before we get outside and I remember how I noticed this morning he had different sunglasses on. I turn to him and ask, “New glasses?” “Naw, I just don’t really wear these that often. Do you like them?” “Yeah, I do.” He thanks me and we say bye to each other.

Tuesday - Just like yesterday, when Scott comes in in the morning, I turn around at the perfect time. He's maybe about 5 feet from me. He takes off his sunglasses, and he gives me that look that he always used to, with the flirty smile. We lock eyes. My heart skips a beat. I have not see that look on his face in weeks. Scott goes somewhere during my lunch and he ends up being gone for about an hour. I hear him talking and he's coming down my hall and not his. I know he does this to pass by my cubicle, but I don't look at him cuz I don't wanna creep lol. He runs into Steve at their office doorway and I hear Scott say something about HR. He gets tea after his lunch and I'm at Joyce's cubicle. My conversation with her ends and I go over to talk to him. I ask him how his day is and he says he's pretty busy. He went out again for lunch since there's nothing good upstairs. I tell him how there's pizza in the fridge and when I peeked in one looked like it was just veggies, so I might swipe some at the end of the day. Once leftovers go in the fridge, no one eats them and they just get tossed. Scott said there was no chicken at ShopRite so he got pasta in his salad. I find out he apparently doesn't like cold eggs. I try to make mental notes of his likes and dislikes. What's weird is he says he has no choice but to buy his own lunches usually. Idk what he means by that. I tell him how I'm happy because my friend helped me put up my TV mount yesterday, only like 3 months after I bought it. It's a little crooked, but I'm just happy it's up. Scott gives me a little smile. During our conversation at one point, Scott and I just look at each other into the other's eyes. We hear Steve start cursing and hes banging the phone down repeatedly. We both stand there laughing really hard, trying not to laugh out loud. Scott goes into his office to see what's up. I walk by after heating my tea and he looks at me, no smile, but I smile anyway. When I come back in from the warehouse a little later, Scott looks at me, but Linda was right there walking by and I said hi to her, and when I look at Scott he looks away. Asdfghjkl.

At the end of the day, when I go to throw my papers in the paper bin, the single bathroom door opens. It's Scott. He fills up his water at the jug right there and I go back to my desk. I wait about a minute before going to his office. He grins at me when he sees I still came to talk to him. I tell him how i went to grab some pizza but that it had sausage under the cheese. He says I can't just pick it off and I agree and say I wouldn't eat it anyway and he agrees. He's starting to get it <3. I say how its not like I don't have food at home and he smiles and says "Yeah, it's not like you're starving." Ah, but once upon a time I did rely on these trainee sessions to eat, Scott. One time, for one whole week I survived off of it because I had no money for food after paying my bills. Another time, I had $20 to split between gas and food for a week. I'm okay now, but it was a struggle last year for me. I have pink mauve pants on today and I say how I have to do laundry cuz I have no clean pants and found these at the bottom of my drawer. Scott says he likes the color. I say how I have shirts in the same color but didn't wanna match them with the pants. I found a black shirt with a pattern that goes nice. Scott is wiping his sunglasses and I say how I ordered a bunch of cleaning wipes for my phone, glasses, etc. He had to have a new screen put on his phone cuz it broke, he thinks from sitting on it. "I don't know how you would break it just from satting on it," I reply. I meant to say "sitting". Scott laughs. I notice the sunglasses he brought today are the ones he wore yesterday and I wonder if this was intentional on his end. We walk out together. I turn to look at him and say "No sunglasses today, on a sunny day?" He smiles and says he just hasn't put them on yet. I say bye to him when we get outside. I always turn to look at him when I say bye and when I do so today, he smiles at me. I get to my passenger door and look at Scott, who is very clearly looking over at me. When I get into the driver side, I see Scott acting like he forgot something and he runs back inside. I start pulling out the exact moment that he opens the door to come back outside. He smiles at me and I wave at him. I’m not sure if he’s just smiling at me because of me, or because of my noisy hubcaps, loud music, or squeaky brakes lol I reach the gate and Scott pulls up behind me.

Wednesday - I didn’t get to greet Scott in the morning as he came in about 10-15 minutes later than usual.

I go on my lunch and heat my pizza, and as I walk down the hall, Scott turns to me and says, "Hey, Dana." I go in after I finish eating and Scott is pretty busy today. I tell him how I had DiGiorno pizza for the first time and he says he thinks he had it once maybe 50 years ago. "50 years? So before you were born?," I tease. I say how I didn't have to get in the left lane at all yesterday on the way home cuz the right was all open and Scott says I left like 2 minutes before him and he got stuck in a busy section. It was not 2 minutes because Scott was right behind me when we got on the highway. He's terrible at estimations lol. He says traffic was shitty this morning and that that's why he was later than usual coming in. I ask him if he heard how Will quit and he says yeah, how Will always said he was going to quit but Scott never knew if he was serious. It was hard to tell when Will was joking or serious. We talk about that a bit more and then Scott gets a phone call. He hangs up and I go to move my hair over my shoulder and my hand catches on the front of my shirt, so it's pulled forward (not down) and then snaps back. Scott's eyes flutter to my breasts for a quick second. He asks me what I'm doing. Okay, I didn’t do it on purpose, Scott. I tell him how tomorrow is National Book Lovers Day and I say how I read every day anyway. "Do you really?," he asks. Then he adds, "Well I do too. I read Peppa the Pig every night." We both laugh and we talk about that and then I show him the video clip of Peppa the Pig and the whistling thing where she hangs up on Susie. It's the only Peppa the Pig thing I've ever seen. Steve comes in and I think he makes a face at us cuz Scott looks up at him and smiles. When I turn to look, Steve already went down the hall to the water jug. I decide to go up during Scott's lunch to go grab some fruit. Ed is up there getting his lunch and we all say how there hasn't been any cookies this week. I ask Scott if he wants any fruit or honeydew since there's a lot left but he declines. There's no forks left and Scott offers me his. I think he had meat on it cuz he tells me to wash it, which I do. I sit down and have to move some of his stuff cuz he's spread everything out across the table. He asks if I'm still on lunch, which I would think he knows I'm not, and I tell him no. I literally only came up to talk to him. I can come up anytime to grab the food. He's wearing a white shirt and there's a small blue stain where he dropped some yogurt earlier. He's so messy, but it's cute. I tell him about Weasley catching this giant flying bug yesterday and then start talking about the restaurant I work at and how ghetto it is cuz the owners don't care. Before I leave, I tease him about the mess he made on the floor. I go back to my cubicle and then go to fill up my water bottle. I can hear Scott shuffle out of his office to go outside to his car. I turn and look at him when I get to the jug and he turns to look at me too. We talk again when he's back from lunch and makes his tea. He nods his head up at me. I make my tea right after him. When i heat my tea later on, Scott is standing up and leaning on his left elbow. I know he's more likely to look at me when he's standing like that, and sure enough he looks at me and nods his head up ever so slightly with a little smile. I smile back at him. Scott apprently leaves when I go upstairs to grab my lunch bag, so around 4:30ish. I picture him looking in my cubicle to say bye and me not being in there. Thursday - I once again turn around at the perfect time when Scott walks in. He takes his sunglasses off at the same exact moment I turn. I beam at him and we greet each other. His voice makes me melt.

When I clean my smoothie cup, Scott is leaning on his left elbow, so he's turned toward the door. He’s more likely to acknowledge me when he's standing like that. Sure enough, he looks at me. His smile is a little hesitant at first, but when I light up and smile, he seems more sure of his own smile. This makes me happy. I go in to talk to Scott during my lunch and tell him how they got the good salad today. He's shopping for Nike shoes on his computer. He tells me a story about this specific pair he had that his doctor recommended to him when he hurt his foot last year. He said he bought 2 pairs and ruined the one pair from doing stuff like mowing the lawn and I had asked him why he would wear nice shoes while doing that, which caused him to explain about his doctor and everything. When he's finished I laugh and say I like how he had to say all of that to justify his shoes. He smiles over at me. I tell him how I'm going to the outlets next Saturday with my mom and usually get my running shoes and whatnot down there since they're cheaper. I'm taking off next Friday too. My mom wants me to be well rested for Saturday so shes giving me money to make up for me taking off since I don’t get paid days off as a temp. Scott stares at me after I say this. It looks like he's trying to read me and is sort of surveying me. He's definitely thinking about something. I already know he took that day off as well and the Monday after. However, me taking off has nothing to do with him and I assumed he has some mini vacay planned with his wife. He tells me how he left early yesterday to go to the eye doctor but his appointment was apparently Tuesday. He got there and they were locking up, so he had to reschedule. I tell him how I was wondering where he went cuz I was like "Where'd Scott go?" at the end of the day. He says how he doesn't know if he wants to go to the Eagles training on Saturday. He heard at the last one there was 40,000 people, which is insane. It's only cuz they won the Superbowl last year. Before I leave his office, he's giving me that look again like he's reading me and thinking about something. I have no idea what he’s thinking. I go upstairs once again when Scott is on his lunch. He's the only one in there. I grab some salad and he says how all the strawberries in it are gone. I tell him someone must have picked them out because when I put my lunch bag away not that long ago there was plenty left. I pocket some of the raspberry dressing packets and tell him i keep some in my drawer when I can since it's rare we get this dressing. I ask if I can sit with him as I walk over to his table. Idk why I ask, I guess because of my anxiety I always need to be sure of things. He jokes and says no at first all sarcastically. I talk about my green pants I have on and how I put some pulls in them from trying to brush cat hair off of me cuz it's easier than using the lint roller and more effective. I should probably stop doing it though since it’s clearly not made for pants lol. I'm up there a good 15 minutes and then tell him I'm gonna head back downstairs. I mention how next time I’ll swipe some strawberries for us before everyone else can take them and he smiles at me. I stand up and pause to look at him. He looks up at me with a crooked little smile and unf, man, those looks he gives me really sends a warm feeling through my whole body. Scott makes his tea after lunch and I pop out with a blue folder since what I printed needs to go in there and given to Pete. After i staple what I printed and place it in the folder, I look over at Scott to talk to him. He is facing his whole body toward me and just staring and me with this sweet look on his face. I'm genuinely surprised. We start talking and then I say I forgot what I was gonna say. He comments on it and I retort "At least I remember my eye doctor appointments." He grins and laughs. We talk for another few minutes. It's our last interaction for the day since Steve leaves late and I feel weird going in to only talk to Scott. Steve sees me go to to the paper bin and look in at Scott. Whoops haha. I give him a little smile, but I know the damage is done. He caught me. I mean, I’m sure he knows what’s up anyway.

Friday - Scott comes in in the morning, but I don't turn. I had turned my head to the right and saw in my peripheral, but I wasn't sure if it was him or his boss Chris. Scott greets me and I turn to the left. He's still looking at me as he passes, with a grin on his face. I smile back at him and greet him. I'm still standing at the printer when Joyce comes over to the coffee machine, and then Tom, from Sales. Tom is talking so I'm facing him and listening when Scott comes walking out to go down the hall. I look at him instead and he turns to me with a sly grin. I return it. I make my coffee about 10 minutes later and go in his doorway to talk to him. "No Steve today?" Scott says he had a Marilyn Manson and Rob Zombie concert last night so he took off today. We talk for a few minutes about that. Scott’s daughter broke his badge, so he shows me that. He doesn’t know what to do with it except put it in his pocket for the time being. He always has it clipped onto his pants so that he never forgets it. I'm standing there talking to him close to 10 minutes and then I tell him I'll talk to him in a bit. I hear Scott on the phone several times throughout the day. Usually I can't hear what's going on cuz of the printer or I don't care to listen to any conversations, so really it's all just background noise to me usually. However, I notice Scott talking today because of how much I hear him laughing on the phone. Like anyone, Scott has several different laughs, and his are all wonderful. He has a deep belly laugh and a casual laugh and then one where he goes "ha haaaa" and it's all just music to my ears. He also has the best voice I have ever heard and oh man, oh man, he fills me with such a joy just from listening to him. I head toward the warehouse door to take an order out, and Chris the engineer comes down the hall and gets there before me. I take the opportunity to look in at Scott. He's looking at me. I have a smile on my face, but Scott just stares, though it's not a serious stare but more of a welcoming one. During my lunch, I'm rinsing my bowl when Scott walks by to head back to his office. Idk what he was doing. We say hey. When I go in his office to talk to him I ask if he was looking at the pizza upstairs but he says he wasn't and asks where they got the pizza from. I'm not sure, but all that's left is plain anyway. He asks if I had my DelGiorno pizza today and I laugh and say, "DelGiorno? It's DiGiorno." He smiles and says, "Whatever." He's looking at videos on how to take the plastic apart that the badges are kept in. He asked Linda, the receptionist, for a visitor badge so he could put his card in there. That explains why he walked by me at the sink. He's not having much luck though and needs a special tool to open them. I somehow get talking about Jameel, one of the warehouse guys and how Charles told Jameel he needs to do the orders he's told to do. It's been an ongoing issue where we have urgent orders and Jameel purposely ignores them. Scott laughs and says, "Who does Charles think he is? That's not his job." It's definitely not, but no one in charge actually handles any issues they should be addressing. Scott used to work with Charles at the parts counter in the other building. He says how Charles had been there forever and still had no idea what he was doing but that he's a funny guy. Scott says he went into the warehouse earlier and instead of using a lift, Charles was trying to toss these rings onto a shelf and they kept falling on him. "I was like, 'Charles, what the fuck are you doing?'" I start cracking up. Both Scott and I are pretty busy today. Scott's happy about it cuz the day is going faster, but I wish the day would slow down so I can get all my work done. I show him Snapchats from 2 of my friends who went to the Eagles training last night and it was pretty much a full stadium. I think that kind of sealed the deal for Scott in not going, especially because it's also supposed to rain. Scott asks me if I have any plans this weekend and I tell him i will probably go to Barnes and Noble in the morning tomorrow, but other than that I want to relax. He turns to me and gives me the same look as yesterday, like he's trying to read me. He literally stops what he’s doing to stare me down. Yesterday I kept looking away, then back at him, then away, then back again. Today I hold his gaze. When he decides he's done intensely staring at me, he says he could really go for some coffee. He has to go to Shoprite for lunch and Dunkin is also right there. I end up saying "almond" and Scott thinks it's funny how I say it, and we get talking about linguistics. I tell him about Vine and how I say it differently (like how you would say "zine") but I think it sounds better like that. He doesn't know what it is anyway and I show him a few video clips. Our generational differences don't bother me at all and I actually appreciate what we can offer each other from it. My lunch is done and I ask him if he can get me the coconut aloe water. He says he will and I give him money. Scott comes back from lunch and goes into his office first before coming to give me my aloe water. "I felt like you only left like 10 minutes ago," I say and he says back with a smile, "Yeah, me too." I reach out to grab the bottle and move my hand in a way so that one of my fingers grazes his nail. It's such a small interaction, but I thrive off of the incredibly rare, minuscule physical touches. If I actually got to touch Scott in any other way, even just a hug, I don’t think I’d know what to do with myself.

I have to go out to the warehouse to take out an order I worked on while Scott was at Lunch. I look in at him when I walk out and he looks at me too. When I come back in, he's turned toward the doorway and I stop in it to talk to him. "Didja get your coffee?" He did. He got some new iced brown sugar coffee Dunkin has. He asks me if I want to try it and if I don't care drinking through his straw. I tell him I don't care and ask if he does and he says no. Of course I don't care, Scott, are you kidding me. We talk about tipping and I say I don't tip at Dunkin but I tip if I order take out or get ice cream, and of course at restaurants. All of those things are rare for me though because I try to eat most meals at home. Scott slowly smiles at me and says, "You’re generous, huh?" I try to wave it off and say, "I guess." Idk why I'm like that. We get on the topic of how Indians own most of the Dunkins and I tell him how when I was like 16 i called this Chinese restaurant to ask if they were hiring cuz I loved Chinese food and the lady got really pissed and yelled at me and then hung up. Scott gets a call on his cell about his heating and A/C so I go back to my desk. I had put my aloe water in the fridge so that I could retrieve it later and walk by Scott’s office, which I do. I say how there’s no one left in the office today except maybe 5 or 6 of us. Scott says how everyone he needs to ask about something who would know the answer isn’t here. I jokingly boast, “Ask me. Maybe I’ll know.” Scott laughs and asks about something and if it’s 2 ply or 4 ply. Of course I have no idea. He starts talking about how he’s dealing with this guy at another branch, who is also in parts like him, but this guy doesn’t know what he’s doing. We get on the topic of how dumb people can be. It’s not a great topic, but honestly, people can just be so incredibly frustrating and I feel like it’s good to let it out sometimes. I tell him how last Sunday at work there was a party in the back room, and I asked this one lady “Are you here for the birthday party?” and her response was, “No, I’m here for the birthday party.” Scott laughs. Then I tell him how I always say to people, “You can follow me” and I’ll start walking but then they won’t follow me. Then they’ll say, “We follow you?” as if they’ve never been to a restaurant before. And it’s not like I talk all that quietly; my normal voice is pretty, well, normal. So I tell Scott I don’t know how he deals with it as his full-time job, because I most definitely couldn’t. I tell him how our game event thing is next Friday but they’re also adding our quarterly review event in after it, so I’m glad I took off. I don’t want to hear how good we’re doing as a company when they can’t even hire me even though my paperwork is all done and signed. “Yeah, I saw the email and read ‘We had a great second quarter -’ and then deleted it.” Scott agrees and says all it does it piss people off anyway, because our company makes so much money and now they’re introducing the new, shitty health insurance next year and no one really wants to hear about how well we’re doing. We talk about the guy whose office the emails come from and how he probably makes so much money, but what does he even do? I tell him how at the one college I attended, the President got a $175,000 raise. Not salary, raise. My one friend worked in his office and was in charge of typing his emails and sending them out. I only ever saw the guy at my orientation and graduation. What exactly he did, I have no idea. It’s just so stupid how people in high positions do so little and make so much. I start to tell Scott about my old job but then he gets a phone call so I head back to my desk.

Toward the end of the day, Greg, who sits around the corner from me, is talking to Scott on loud speaker. I hear Scott laugh through the phone and I can’t wait till I get to talk to him before it’s time to leave.

When I do go to Scott's office, he had just gotten off the phone and I can see he’s busy. I stand in his doorway and then he gets up and says he has to talk to Greg. He smiles as he walks past me and I look at his butt. I hand my hour sheet into Pete and go back to my cubicle. I’m just finishing packing up when Scott walks past. “You leavin, Dane?” “Yeah.” “Aight. See ya later.” NO. We are saying goodbye properly on a Friday, Scott. I grab all my stuff and head into his doorway. “You staying a few minutes?” Scott says he is, so I tell him to have a nice weekend and he tells me the same.

So something is definitely shifting with Scott. I can feel it and I also noticed it. He’s thinking about something, though obviously I don’t know what it is since I can’t read minds. He’s also starting to interact with me again like normal. I can’t help but feel like the only reason he stopped was because he didn’t know how to act and that he was also observing me and seeing what I do. Honestly, I feel no need to bring up anything again or ask him any questions. There isn’t really any need, whether he continues to flirt with me or not. Nothing has happened between us outside of work, so why would I keep bugging him? I told him I like him, so he knows that much. I felt like it was important he knows, just in case he changes his mind about things, he would know that for me, there is an emotional attachment there. Scott is the master of keeping his emotions in check, so what exactly is going on behind his mask is hard for me to decipher. Of course, that doesn’t mean I’m not going to keep trying, because that’s what I do, I try to read people and figure them out, even more so if someone wedges their way into my heart. Either way, still just kind of shrugging my shoulders over here going, “Meh, I have no idea what’s going on.” But I’m okay with it. I’m learning to be at peace with not knowing how everything in life is going to turn out.

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:wanna write a pome bout fire an call it sicc burrn.-

Be happy as you tie your shoes it is another day the will is written and I need no longer pray to organize what wishes left and throw out the lies about that death of mine that would have been had I not decided a mulligan on the whole damn escapade and doctors blowing up my phonepiece on my way to peace at the top of an office building called oddly enough the oracle office building i scoped the spcs it seemed high enough this time to break thorough enough larger numbers of bones

it was damn hot i removed identifiable clothing in case somebody sicced an ambulance on me i was out in the sticks some upscale suburb in Lexington with all these trees fucking my signal i made a wrong turn it was so damn hot i actually got farther from where i was going to go to die at the top tip point of an office building called the fucking oracle of all things i don't even know what kind of symbolism that shit is i just know it was damn hot and I was buying time by saying I was on my way till it became obvious I wasnt then prayed to lord jesus that if I killed myself let no one else do it because I did please do yr genie powers thing grant my wish if even I shake from the impact of meeting the fiery dearth of hell as simultaneously i met the boiling paved ground of a parking lot that has nothing to do with me hoping a thorougher break and no one too sad or not really sad too long

i wrote my will at a gas station im not a lawyer but tried to shaipshape the legality ok enough

but I thought of my daughter and all reason got ghosted right quick and logical comportment that made me calmly walk to this random office building GPS FUCKING MY SHIT UP folks wondering where I am i saying I am on my way but like it's been so long and no Dan knocking just wanted to buy time but my daughter unraveled my heart out of this daft empirical natty tightness and my tired shaggy patrician aspect which I resent for looking like ive spent long st studies and am back for the summer to get some sun i resent my eloquence that seems and seems all day when I know not even the semester seems unseemlywack fuck drenching a good shirt walking his way to die whwerever because catching an uber to my suicide well that would be rather tasteless.

when I got in here i found a fortune hiding in this cubbie shits it said this

"people who give happiness deserve happiness."

i remember in my intercessions to christ I asked for a visible sign I would be certain of and thought of my daughter and thought tha best mystic indication was whatever sign I myself conjured as all in the end must be assessed by the only great vacuity that does not inspire suspicion because it is the one we own love is irrational it is fortified from the best reasons to die as something simply for its own sake and like the deviant flexing purples of parnassian for the sake of art i guess I can still satisfy my gluttonous desire for logic and reason and proving by maintaining the practice of art as causa sui equally valid for denying any higher symbol or point to perform as on that reasonless beautiful spectrum as loving for the sake of love and living likewise if even i must endure another shameful cry of wolf i end up being sensible by tossing aside my book of reasons for why I am mostly a problem and the selfishness of continuing to live and be a problem and someone this reason discarding reason is more reasonable.

life is funny. my will is writ i my lawyer by proxy christ telling my why to live with some stupid fortune about happiness.

but His insight has always come after the fact else he would meddle too much in my freedom. but I knew he met what he said.

my will is writ. i write it everyday. i have thought of it living i have thought of it the insensible force and the meaning entire that has no argument and needs no proof and exists the more than those things that do

...A FEW WEEKS LATER.

WE BE OUT HERE, BUT IN HERE !!

since I cannot leave this unit i will go outside an inside place I will pretend my imagination is real which I guess is what that is anyway but

/||knockknockknockknockknock!,!!!||

ITS NOT FAIR IM AFRAID TO LAY DOWN SO MUCH STRESS TOO GOD DAMNED LONG THIS HAS BEEN GOING ON I NEED A WEIGHTED BLANKET SHIT I NEED A QUIET ROOM MEDITATION SOMETHING MINDFULNESS PLEASE ANYTHING to distract

this feeling I need.. I need to talk to my social worker.. for the love of goddddssdd

i will hear these screams as the conversation of nice birds

it doesn't have to be special genus sparrows sound beautiful the most often

because their crew of them aflitter about one tree produce a nice litany of voices

small and excited and excitable Lacking patience like anything small

a nice cheeping of a bushel of birds in the bush, ripe as any sound

to collect the same as shiny red apples nice very nice I will hear that

instead of the screams of this fat patient who

selfish in her grief makes all the other patients anxious and cuts in line-

-at the med window becuase she must be attended to its serious can I

talk to somebody please

her tears already squint her eyes nearly out of existence suffocated

by big puffy fucking cheeks raw with grief that's been goin on so ling maybe it's both simulated

and of a sincerity developed over all this time doing it every day all day

screaming about her situation she says she's smarter than everybody and knows what's going on here

this really stout lady who is on-

-this damned filibuster long time now it's been

saying tearfully I am scared-

-of ECT & I DONT BELONG HERE THE DEPAKOTE TOOK AWAY MY FEELINGS

my epidermis will turn over and I willl look as tho skinned

it is alright and even tho it is

this is an act of desperation considering it's absurdity and the fact I spend my days

better than others who pace to pass the time the halls lit in this unwell shit ass light

my single act of rebellion was in refusing to lower the volume playing fairest of the seasons as a tribute

or something for this girl who liked Buddha who was leaving, and I said in the least patronizing way I could,

CHIN UP, KID.

i feel like she valued that little pearl of wisdom that rosebud of shit like that comes out finally when ya

constipated from all the decaf coffee cuz ya need a high somehow riht?

actually silly now to think of that that song by nico that German lady who sang for VU // eh I unnoh its pretty i guess..

it was cause someone I knew was getting discharged

against the life of deeply felt boredom. thing is I feel for her

i really do but this reaction doesnt help yr case ma'am

. . . . . .

[...psych units stop helping and start being a wear on the soul at some point, like resorting to leather sandals too much for any outside excursions. Alas, the wind, I can tell she misses how she feels on my face. I miss her openness, divine golden ointment of reality. Blowing hymns. For there I found myself more truly and more street]

COMING AT U VIA RADIO BROADCAST FROM AB2 SOUTH IN THE McLEAN-ASS MORN

ITS RAGEFUL AMES, THE HOST W/ YR DOSE OF LITHIUM

THE ’No Biggie’ STATION CUZ WE ALL GOTTA CALM OURSELVES

FOR AL THE DEMENTS OUT THURR

THE FIRST MORNING INSTALLMENT OF YACK YACK YACKING

AND A FEW MUSIC THINGS TO JUST MAKE THE VOICES STOP

#poetry #poem #pome #powtry #psych unit #hospitalization

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R is for Revenge - Chapter 8

A/N: Here’s Chapter 8! but it’s still on @ https://www.wattpad.com/story/88012466-r-is-for-revenge-camren ! my other works are also there. Happy reading!

CAMILA

I’m sure I can’t feel my feet as I absent-mindedly trudged it towards the gas pedal.

My mind was surely scattered somewhere else. I can hear Lauren from the passenger’s seat, mumbling something. I can’t grasp her words; I was too busy finding my senses when it clearly abandoned me.

It was the different kind of déjà vu. It was like a slap across the face or a punch in the gut. Austin and I ended things which were actually non-existent, but I never imagined him calling me for over a year with no connection.

Hell, I didn’t even expect him to keep my number.

“Camz?” Lauren tried getting my attention again, her hand holding my phone waved in front of my face airily.

I snapped out of my trance. “Answer it.”

The iPhone rang again loudly for the second time, demanding to be answered.

“W-What?” Lauren asked confusedly.

“Go answer it, Lauren.” I pleaded. My knuckles are white against the steering wheel for gripping it too much.

“What do you want me to say?” Her eyebrows rose in puzzlement.

I shrugged. “Anything. Just, don’t let him know where I am.”

She nodded rapidly and pressed the green button. She turned it into speaker mode.

“H-Hello?” Lauren asked, biting her lip whilst looking at me with her dark green eyes. I switched the wheel to Canola and faced her.

“Camilla?” A deep voice echoed throughout the car. I rolled my eyes.

Wow he still can’t pronounce my name correctly. Gee, thanks Austin.

“Sorry, this isn’t her,” Lauren replied simply.

“Oh,” the voice on the other line sounded a little disappointed. “Where is she and who is this, then? Maybe you can hand her the phone? I need her-”

Lauren’s eyes widened and hastily answered a ‘wrong number’ before ending the call. She tossed my phone on her side and turned to face me again.

“Was my response kind of okay?” her lower lip jittered. “I’m sorry, Camz. I didn’t know what to say. I practically freaked out.”

On more serious moments like this, I can’t help but give Lauren some credit for making me smile. It’s just so inevitable whenever I’m with her.

“No, Lo. Your response is okay; more than okay, to be honest.”

“Who was that?”

“Eh, just some guy,” I answered nervously. I looked towards the windshield and silently hoped she’d buy that and leave the topic alone to rust.

But of course, Lauren being Lauren won’t let me get away with that so easily.

“Nope, that is not some guy,” she frowned. “If that is just some guy, Camz, you would pick that up and answer it normally.”

“It’s nothing.” I waved at her dismissively.

She narrowed her eyes at me. For a fraction of a second, I thought she was going to devour me right there and then. “You’re not telling me anything.”

I sighed. There’s no evading this now. “Uhm, he’s a guy I used to date; well not technically date, but something remotely similar to that. But you see, we-” I inhaled sharply, trying to find the correct words. “I-uhh we used to go out. That’s it.” I concluded.

“Okay?” Lauren answered completely baffled.

“But there was nothing between us I swear!” I suddenly jolted, resting my hand on top of my lap in the process and leaned slightly to look up at her.

Her lips tugged upward into the subtlest smirk. And I don’t know why.

“What?”

She looked away and sat up straight. “You’re cute when you’re flustered, Camz.”

“Wait,” I said, a shocked expression on my face. “You’re not mad or anything?”

“Why would I be mad, Camzi?” She smiled at me.

Yeah, good question Lauren. Yeah why would she be mad? I’m so stupid I didn’t figure that she was playing with me.

“Right.” I said sarcastically. “You were teasing me.”

So much for keeping my cool. I slumped back in the seat and scratched the back of my neck.

“Why? You thought I was mad?” she chuckled slightly. “I just wanted to know him, Camz. I want to know you and your past.” She explained fluently. “You’ve known mine, and I let you in. Maybe you could let me in, too?”

I stared into those green orbs, where no amount of dramatic make-up can surmount. Funny how I think it changes color. They were one of the many things I like that Lauren possesses. But it’s because it belongs to Lauren that I love them so much.

Her eyes are warm, sincere, and inviting. It’s like I’m staring directly into home. She’s my comfort, my fire that burns all insecurities and pains, my light at the end of the tunnel, my hope in a box full of disasters. She’s being everything I need, and that is saying something.

“Okay.” I smiled a little. My frustrations on Austin dissipated when Lauren dismissed all of it by simply staring at me. “But, we’ll do that the next time.”

“Rude,” she laughed. “But I want you to tell me what you want me to know, okay?”

“Demanding,” I countered. “But, yeah. We’ll find a spot, too.”

“Just like the beach?” She recalled.

“Just like that, yeah.” I said, relishing the moment in my head.

She swayed in her seat. “I love that beach now,” she muttered and to this, my heart jumped out of my chest.

I drove back in silence. My left hand on the steering wheel while the other one wandered to find the comfort radiating from the green eyed beauty’s own. We never plan things like these, so I guess it’s a start of figuring things out between us. It’s crazy, because no one actually initiates anything; we just let our preoccupied selves do their work.

No one wants to pull away either, so I guess it’s a win-win situation.

We arrived at Lauren’s house using the car’s GPS. We’re not really familiar with the road but we could have if someone who happens to live in Australia for a few years found a way out of her house and explore the whole region.

And by someone, I’m mocking the green eyed beauty by my side. She groaned profusely because she can’t seem to find her front door keys. She hears it jingling in her bag, but she can’t find it inside.

“Yes!” She basically jumped out of ecstasy. She might have woken up a neighbor or two. “Found it! Fucking finally.”

I chuckled in amusement as she opened the front door for us.

“After you, milady,” she announced, her accent in British. Lauren bowed her head dramatically and curtsied beside me, holding her hand out to point at the door.

“Lauren this is ridiculous,” I laughed at her silly antics.

The porcelain skinned Cuban pushed me inside the house, rolling her eyes and closing the door behind us.

“I was doing you a favor, Camz.” She feigned seriousness. “That was so chivalrous, don’t you think?”

“Nah, I’ve seen better than that,” I replied.

Lauren danced her way to the stairs, ushering me to follow her. “Rude, Cabello. My room is upstairs.”

I grabbed her hand and we raced up the stairs like drunk teenagers who are so giddy to have an alone time together.

I did not just think about that.

“Are your parents home?” I asked. The house is quiet. Not that ‘it’s night time already’ type of quiet, but ‘no one is in here’ type of quiet.

“They’re on a business trip till next week and when that happens, my siblings are out of the house as well,” she replied. “Come sleep with me here.”

I gasped loudly, but not too loud to be heard by anyone but her. Lauren whipped her head back at me, her face contorted in confusion.

“Camz, what?”

I grinned devilishly at her.

“Did you just asked me to sleep with you in your room?” I shoved her to the side and earned a glare from the green-eyed girl.

“You’re so ugh,” she rolled her eyes at me as I stepped in her room. I was chuckling gently on her bed until I noticed the whole area.

It was filled with pictures. There was a picture of a younger version of Lauren building a sand castle in a white sand beach, a teenage Lauren holding a softball trophy, and the most recent look of Lauren wearing the Queensland University’s sweatshirt.

I smiled at the polaroid collection sticking on the sides of her vanity mirror. I stood up silently to approach her table.

“Are these your siblings?” I pointed to one picture of three people who looked exactly like 3 identical people. Only that one of them is a boy.

Lauren currently has her head in her closet. A blue travel bag was neatly placed on the floor with several of her belongings inside. She perked up for a bit and nodded at me.

“Yeah, that’s Chris and Taylor,” she said while jokingly rolling her eyes. “My oh so gorgeous siblings.”

“Tell me about them,” I asked softly. I sat across her on the floor, my legs propped up to my chest and my arms circling them.

“They’re dorks,” she laughed. “I’m kidding. They’re pretty awesome actually. They’re supportive and they love me even though I love to kick their asses like all the time.” She chuckled while zipping the bag up. She stood up and lent me a hand which I gladly accepted.

“Do you have any siblings?” she looked down to meet my eyes.

“Yeah I have,” I replied. “There’s Jason, my half brother. And Sofi, my younger sister.”

The porcelain beauty is now plopped on the mattress. She motioned me to lay down with her.

“Cuddle me, Camz,” She pouted and it took me a huge amount of force to restrain all the muscles in my body to keep myself from kissing her. I took my shoes off but left my socks on my feet and crawled in her arms.

I inhaled her sweet smell and nuzzled my head on her chest. We stayed in that position for what felt like hours and for the fact that I am tired but am not as close to drifting off is a little weird.

“Lo,” I said softly.

“Hmm?”

“Are you awake?”

Lauren squirmed underneath me nodded gently. “You can’t sleep either, huh?”

“Who are you, Lauren?” I asked oddly. “What are you doing to me?”

I felt Lauren pull me in closer and rested her chin atop my head. “What do you mean? You’re so fascinating, do you know that?”

“I’m just a person, Camila. Nothing special, nothing strange. I’m a friend. Yours, and probably everyone who’s close to me,” she explained.

Okay. So my heart just shrank ten times smaller at the sound of the “friend” word, but I shrugged it off.

“You’re my sunset,” She said. “You’re my beautiful sunset, and please stay that way.”

“What are you saying?” I propped on one elbow to face her, gently playing with her dark locks. My heart grew back to it’s original size, pumping more blood in my veins.

Her green eyes scanned mine. “I mean like, when you’re my sunset,” she started. “You’re my beautiful closure.”

“You remind me that even if sunsets are endings, it could still be beautiful.” She explained further. “It’s like at the beach this afternoon. My venting out about Lucy was clearly an end of my suffering for the feeling for almost months now. It was over and you were there to help, witness, and advice me, Camz,” she carefully added. Her words ring at the back of my head like an ice cream bell. I can’t fathom how much value she placed there.

“Thank you for being my sunset, Camz.” She intertwined our fingers together and scooted nearer me, closing the gap between us in a single swift movement.

“And in a few hours we’ll see the sunrise. We will see how radiant it is and how beautiful it is just like you and your gosh-dammed gift of words,” Lauren glanced at the window slightly. “And wow Camz, I’m still with you when it happens.”

I sighed at her ideas which are clothed by her great choice of words. I suddenly became sleepy and I’m trying hard to stay awake to hear more from her.

Unfortunately, she noticed it and ordered me to close my eyes.

“I’m not leaving; I’ll still be here when you wake up so get some rest now.” Lauren said softly. My head used her arm like a pillow and her other arm is draped across my petite body. Her fingers drew small figures on my skin and the gesture made me ride a plane and travel to dreamland.

“If I’m your sunset, Lo then you’re my sun,” I managed to get off my system. “You caused my first radiated smile, you’re the reason to my first crack of laughter, you’re like a banana because bananas make me happy…” I trailed off, not really staying on topic. I heard Lauren said a something back but I didn’t hear it.

I succumbed to sleep afterwards.

My eyes shot open at the sound of my phone’s ringtone. It was somewhere in the foreign room and I moved quietly to look for it. I saw the glow coming from the bedside table so I shifted to my right to grab it. I untangled Lauren’s arm from my body but she almost worked on reflex and instead of letting go, she pulled me in her closer.

I pried myself off her to answer the call.

“Hello?” I mumbled groggily.

“Karla?” The female voice spoke.

I furrowed my eyebrows. Who could be calling?

“It’s Ally.” The voice named herself. “Are you sleeping?”

“Hmm,” I yawned. “What’s up?”

“Sorry, Mila. It’s 9 in the morning here at Los Angeles. I’m off to office because apparently, we have a problem.”

Now that’s how you wake me up.

“What’s wrong?”

Ally let out a frustrated sigh on the other line. “I know you’re supposed to be studying and all there, but the shipment that we were to receive from last month’s order hasn’t arrived yet. It should be here already last week.”

“Wait,” I replied. “Which shipment?”

“The Alpha Echo shipment,” my cousin sighed. “That was the one with the pieces to the next creation.”

“How did this happened? Did you talk to Steinfeld?” I completely sat on Lauren’s bed and felt the mattress shift slightly. I whipped my head back to look at the porcelain beauty, and I was surprised to see her green orbs staring at me with a concerned look.

“Go back to sleep,” I whispered to her.

“Are you with someone?” Ally’s voice appeared out of nowhere.

“Yes, I’m with a friend.”

I stood up completely and headed towards Lauren’s balcony for privacy. I’m glad she didn’t go with me.

“So,” I started. “Steinfeld. What’d she said?”

“Our supplier hasn’t contacted us since you left, Mila.”

“Shit,” I cursed rather loudly. “Why? Get a lawyer immediately. We signed an agreement here and if she can’t keep that agreement, this goes to the courtroom,” I spat.

Ally was silent for how seconds before she talked again. “Camila, they want to know where you are, and they want to know it from you personally.”

I was taken aback by my cousin’s statement. I don’t have any idea what they’re planning but they want me to meet them? After now that my life in Brisbane is finally peaceful?

“Did you told them what I told you?” I replied carefully.

“I said you’re in hiatus for now at the company, but you’re working still.” She recalled. “I told them that you won’t be seen during events, launchings, and parties but you want to be working behind the cameras.”

“And?” I took my bottom lip with my teeth, playing with it nervously with my index finger.

“They wanted to talk to you so you all can settle it.”

“What?!” I almost shouted. “Tell them I said no. There was nothing in the contract about this, Allyson. What’s it got to do with me? Could it kill them if they can’t see me? Fix it for me.” I roughly demanded. “That’s why I left you in charge. If they still insist, send my lawyer.”

“Okay, Camila.” Ally sounded a bit frantic on the other line. I knew I might have made my cousin upset, but right now, I feel enraged. “I- uhh, good morning, cousin. Or good night. Whichever works.”

“Bye.” I mumbled quietly and ended the call. I let out an exasperated sigh and ran my fingers through my hair. My index finger stayed on my temple as I try soothing all agitated nerves.

I jumped in surprise when I saw Lauren leaning against the door frame of her balcony. She’s wearing a long sweatshirt that reached the middle of her thighs.

She’s wearing boy shorts, right? Okay.

“What’s wrong?” She carefully asked me.

“Nothing,” I simply stated. She gave me an ‘I know better than that’ look. “Go back to sleep.”

She took a step closer to me and rested her hand on the railings.

“Tell me what you think,” the green-eyed beauty gently requested.

I can’t.

“It’s nothing big, Lauren.”

“Okay. Is there anything I can do to help?” Lauren asked cautiously.

“I wish you could,” I replied bitterly. She opened her arms reluctantly and I raised my eyebrows at her in confusion.

“A hug can make you feel better, right Camz?” She smiled warmly.

I smiled back at her. The moonlight grazed her beauty and when we were merely inches away, I got a complete scan of her beauty up close. Lauren wears very little makeup at school, but this time, with nothing not even foundation on her face, I conclude that she’s the most beautiful girl in the planet and beyond.

She brushed the stray hair out of my face and pulled me in close. We walked awkwardly back to the bed without breaking our hug. I realized that I was too tired to even protest. Lauren fixed the pillow for the both of us and situated ourselves in the sheets.

“4 more hours, Camz.” She whispered. I thought for a moment, then I realized she was talking about our road trip in the morning. “Clear your head and go to sleep.”

I reached blindly on the other side of bed. There was no one.

“Lo?” I called out.

I jumped off the bed and rushed out the door. When I slammed the wood against its frame, I caught the sweet smell of pancakes and a quiet hissing sound of bacons.

“Lauren?” I tried again. I made a beeline to the kitchen counter and found her with earphones in her ears. She’s swaying to the music’s beat but I don’t think she noticed me.

I crept towards her and tapped her on the shoulders slightly.

She whipped back, nearly hitting me with the spatula, and her face is red from embarrassment.

“Woah slow down, no one’s here but me,” I laughed at her.

She slapped my arm playfully and pulled her earphones out of her ears. “You scared the crap out of me!”

“I was hoping for a bigger reaction,” I replied, still chuckling.

“I’m cooking, you know,” she feigned seriousness.

“So?” I smiled slyly. “I can still scare you whenever I want.”

“Whatever.” Her cheeks flushed in crimson and turned her back against me to finish the bacon. She pulled a plate and placed the breakfast there.

“Go sit there, Camz,” she told me, pointing towards the counter. “What time is it?”

I moved to the counter’s stool and sat down. “6:30 I guess?”

“Here, I made breakfast.” She said. “I’m too lazy for dishes so, let’s share the plate.”

I giggled and took the fork from her fingers. I stabbed the pancakes and placed one forkful in my mouth. Lauren pouted at me and grabbed the fork back. She stuffed her mouth with pancakes and bacons as well, and she didn’t even complain that I used the fork first.

“When are we leaving?” She mumbled through mouthfuls.

“In 10 minutes. Go go go and change now,” I told her. In one swift move, she placed the plate on the sink and washed it.

“Alright, going going going,” she laughed and ran upstairs. I shook my head in amusement and went outside to pick my own clothes in my car.

After picking a blue high waist jeans and a white sleeveless cropped top for today’s trip, I slipped inside the house and changed into it. Lauren’s still upstairs, so I entered her bedroom and grabbed my phone from the stand along with her bag so I can stow it away in the car safely.

When I opened my phone, I saw 5 missed calls and 10 text messages from Dinah. I cursed inwardly; I forgot to tell her. I quickly dialed her number and it rang two times before she picked up.

“Dinah I’m so-“

“YOU MOTHER OF ALL NATURE HIDEOUS BEAST WHOM I CALL MY BEST FRIEND WHERE WERE YOU LAST NIGHT?!”

“Dinah, listen to me. I was-“

“DON’T YOU DINAH ME YOUNG LADY!” My best friend shouted. I moved the phone out of my ear so I won’t suffer from hearing loss. “I know where you are, but how many muscles would it take to text me?”

“I’m sorry, China. I was busy and caught up, I forgot.” I apologized rapidly. “I was going to call you, honestly. I just lost track of time.”

“That’s it, Walz. You’re grounded. Wait till you come home,” She replied sourly.

“You can’t ground me!” I whined.

My best friend scoffed. “Hell yeah I will. Now, is there anything else?”

“Dinah!”

“Nope, you’re grounded the moment you come in the house.”

“Fine,” I huffed out. “But Lauren and I are going for a trip today till tomorrow, so expect me tomorrow evening.”

Dinah laughed on the other line. “You’re telling me everything tomorrow, Chancho. It’s my right to know what’s going on with you two.” She said. “Go enjoy for today and suffer tomorrow!”

Dinah chuckled evily like she’s some villain Disney queen. I rolled my eyes at her though she can’t see me. Lauren hopped off the stairs and mouthed a ‘who’s that’ to me.

“Bye and see you!” I told Dinah and turned the phone off. “It was Dinah. Man, she’s angry and I’m grounded,” I told Lauren.

Lauren laughed at me. “Well, you’ve been a bad girl, Karla.”

I pulled her out the house and locked her porch door. “Don’t ‘Karla’ me.”

The green eyed beauty skipped her way to Canola and opened the passenger’s seat. “As you wish, Karla,” she grinned and slipped inside the car quickly.

I shook my head and jogged to the driver’s seat as well. I turned the keys, and the engine revved to life.

“Where’s our destination?” Lauren asked.

“Hmm,” I thought. “Have you seen Finding Nemo?” I asked quizzically. Finding Nemo Camila? Seriously?

She nodded. “Who hasn’t?”

I smiled at her knowingly and pulled the car out from the residence. The acceleration made us both feel the adrenaline rush and I know we’re both excited.

“Good! Then let’s go to Sydney.”

#UPDATE #series #AU #slash #camren #angst drama #romance fluff #submission #R is for Revenge

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