#I’m just sitting here and I’m just tryna talk about harry being cute

[cosmicleeds]

harry’s house lyrics that stood out to me: a masterpost

here’s a collection of lyrics from harry’s house that stick out to me or that I deem significant and a bit of my reasoning. bear in mind this all just my opinion and to put them all in one place. i’ve found that looking at individual lyrics rather than a “larry song” as a whole is much more beneficial and this album does exactly that

music for a sushi restaurant:

“green eyes, fried rice I could cook an egg on you. late night, game time coffee on the stove. you’re sweet ice cream, but you could use a flake or two. blue bubblegum twisted ‘round your tongue”

→ interesting to me because the collection of lyrics as a whole match the homey, domestic feel of this album but harry “just so happened” to use the colors blue and green within one chunk near each other. nothing humongous but just interesting that those are always his go-to colors for everything.

“it’s cause I love you babe, in every kind of way, just a little taste, you know I love you babe”

→ obviously stands out because the lyrics match the kill my mind lyrics “just a little taste, babe.” word for word

late night talking

“It’s only been a couple of days and I miss you.”

“If you’re feeling down I just wanna make you happier baby. wish I was around I just wanna make you happier baby”

“we been doing all this late night talking about anything we want until the morning. now you’re in my life, I can’t get you off my mind.”

“I’ve never been a fan of change, but I’d follow you to any place. If it’s hollywood or bishop gate, I’m coming too.”

→ this song as a whole stands out to me because of the sense of being apart and missing each other, as well as the themes of being someone else’s comfort/uplifting them which was very present in h&l’s songwriting throughout 1D and now. the concept of sharing a bed as well, i.e. “we’ve been doing all this late night talking.”

grapejuice

“yesterday it finally came, a sunny afternoon, I was on my way to buy some flowers for you. thought that we could hide away in the corner of the heath, there’s never been someone who’s so perfect for me.”

→ the concept of hiding away in a romantic context really stuck out to me given h&l’s rough situation. and the last line draws parallels to their many lyrics regarding a long term relationship and is simply just cute so i had to note it :’)

“sitting in the garden, i’m a couple glasses in. I was tryna count up all the places we’ve been. you’re always there, so don’t overthink”

→ pretty self explanatory. lots of world traveling, i.e. counting all the places they’ve been

daylight

“I’m on the roof, you’re in your airplane seat. I was nose-bleedin, looking for life out there. reading your horoscope, you were just doing cocaine in my kitchen, you never listen, I hope you’re missing me by now.”

→ stuck out to me because it seems to detail one of them traveling while the other is home, and the missing me lyric seems interesting in the same context (i.e. you’re traveling right now, I hope you miss me) but it could be unrelated

“If I was a bluebird, I would fly to you. you’d be the spoon, dip you in honey so I could be sticking to you.”

→ if i could fly parallels!! also just simply mushy and cute

“we’re on bicycles, saying there’s life out there. you’ve got the antidote, I’ll take one to go, go please”

→ referencing love as a painkiller is a huge trend in h&l’s songwriting about each other; it was featured in my larry lyric parallels youtube video so i was pleasantly surprised to see him use this lyric again.

little freak

“stay green a little while, you bring blue lights to dreams.”

→ self explanatory. they pain me sometimes. i genuinely can’t believe he did this, it’s like my 2022 princess park haha

cinema

“it’s you, and i’m not getting over it. darling is it cool if i’m stubborn when it comes to this?”

→ long term relationship parallels!

keep driving

okay, this whole song is a standout on this album because of this (which is awfully awfully wholesome) and also this post that i have a screenshot of, but couldn’t find the original poster. if you know please let me know:

satellite

“we share the last line, then we drink the wall ‘till we wanna talk.”

→ jumped out to me a bit just because of h&ls constant communication parallels. another one from my youtube video on their songwriting

love of my life

“we don’t really like what’s on the news, but it’s on all the time.”

→ another pretty self explanatory one. in relation negative media stories, stunts, etc.

“i take you with me every time i go away, in a hotel using someone else’s name.”

→ this was another lyric i couldn’t believe was on the album. the first line either referencing traveling with louis’ clothing, the blue bandana, or something like that OR the first line going directly with the second referencing louis secretly traveling with him. either way it’s loud

“it’s unfortunate, just coordinates.”

→ harry released coordinates a while ago for harry’s house pop up shops that were oh so conveniently related to louis. then in a song called love of my life, he references coordinates? just really jumped out to me

and those are pretty much my thoughts! overall this feels exactly like the cheesy, domestic, falling-in-love-all-over-again quarantine album everyone imagined him writing back before it all began. i’m pleased!

#lyric parallels #2022

[lightskinrry]

#y’all on some real fucking bs 😭😭😭😭 #I come on here bc I need to be distracted bc my grandmother just died from covid and she was like a second mom to me #and I just wanna talk about Harry being cute bc he’s my comfort person #and y’all tryna start shit with me ??? for what??? to satisfy your lil ego trip that somehow you’re better than me and less problematic #imma be real wit y’all #I don’t give a fuck about whatever is going on on fucking tumblr 😭😭😭😭 #this ain’t real life #this ain’t serious #this is fandom this is literally just an account on my phone #I don’t understand why y’all tryna make it anything else than a little dot on the big ass internet where I come to thirst about Harry styles #and sometimes talk some shit about him bc I don’t care anymore than that #but anyway #I’m just sitting here and I’m just tryna talk about harry being cute #how his kiss feels or how he would comfort me #I’m not tryna discourse rn #lmaodjdj well that was long #tw death mention

[theymetinargentina]

Sunflower / Harry Styles AU

Authors Note: Hello! This is an AU I thought of when I took a flight this past winter. I really hope y’all enjoy. As always comments and requests are always appreciated, they really help with motivation:) Feel free to interact in any way<3

Warnings- SMUT, daddy kink, choking, spanking (all that jazz)

Word Count- 2.8k 

Enjoy<3 

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“Alright passengers, I’m your flight attendant for today’s flight, my name is Jane and upfront our pilots are Harry and John, they’ll be making sure we arrive safely to our planned desination.” you smiled into the speaker, “We want to thank you for flying with us and hope you enjoy your flight, any concerns or questions feel free to flag me down and I will ensure all your needs are meet.” You spoke all this is your typical stewardess voice, a voice that took months to perfect and has slowly crept into your daily speaking habits.

Today’s flight was a short one, only about an hour and a half. While you normally preferred longer flights, as it meant you got to travel farther, today you were grateful for the time it meant you would get to spend with your boyfriend, the man who was in charge of making sure this plane arrived safely at its destination. You and Harry had been together for nearly four years, working together since the very beginning of your relationship, when it was barely that. Of course, you never intended to start a romance with one of your pilots, it sort of happened.

After you relaized you both would have to work together, panic settled in. Of course you really liked him, you spent nearly everyday with him since that first night. He couldn’t be further form bothered, only uttering, “Who cares….maybe we should tell them so they can see I got the one everyone drools over.” I knew it wouldn’t be that easy. I would be shamed for sleeping with one of the pilots, rumors would ensue over how you got such a sought after job.

However, one panic attack and a trip to HR later, everything felt at ease. Your job literally could not care less; and being with Harry, relaxed you. Who cares if people gossiped? It was no ones business. They could stare and talk all they wanted. They wouldn’t get the satisfaction of seeing you upset by it.

Pushing through your anxiety was worth it, for Harry anything really was.

********** 4 years earlier **********

“I’ll get another drink please.”

“On it,” the very patient bartender responded, you had been moping around the bar for nearly two hours. You came here often enough to know which bartenders were working what shift. This is why you choose to come at this specific time. Noah, a slightly older man, was your favorite. He never tried to pry things out of you. Just let you sit at the bar with a solemn look on your face. Occasionally listening when you felt you needed to rant. A presence next to you snapped you out of your daze. The bar was fairly empty but the slightly musky air was still floating over our heads.

“Can you make that two, please? Go ahead and put it on m’ tab.” I slowly turned ready to dismiss whoever was interrupting my form of self-care. It was the same tall, lean man who had been shooting glances my way all night. Getting fairly close to me when he came to retrieve drinks for his group. “I’m Harry, and you are….?” he said cheekily

“Jane,” I deadpanned, “That is very kind but I am more than cap-” I stopped when I fully looked at him and saw how beautiful he was. His eyes were a blend of forest greens, almost overshadowed by how dilated his pupils were. His pink, full lips were pulled into a  smirk, noticing I was staring.

“Baby, ‘m sure you’re more than capable,” he slyly said with a grin,  Who was this man? And to have the nerve to tease me after only just meeting.

“Look, I was just sitting here enjoying a drink and I really don’t need anyone to pay for it.”

“I’m just tryna warm you up, take it...please?”

“Warm me up for what? You seem so sure of yourself, when all youve done is give me your name and pay for a drink.” I retorted.

He grinned again and moved closer, “I see that look in your eye, I know you want this darlin’,” he slowly inched his hand up my arm, pausing when he got to my collarbone, waiting for me to say no. He carefully encased his hand around my neck, looking into my eyes to silently ask if this was okay, all I could answer with was a nod. He put his mouth to my ear and hotly whispered, “Come home with me.” The ache between my thighs only got more intense. “Your friends wouldn’t like that,” I whispered lowly.

“Fuck them,” he responded, his voice had significantly dropped and he sounded so sure. For some reason, I trusted him and felt myself slowly falling into his arms, both figuratively and metaphorically. I wrapped my significantly smaller hand around his wrist that was still holding my neck, “Take me then.” I whispered.

Our drinks long forgotten, he dragged me through the exit. When we stopped in front of a very expensive car I was surprised to think he would drive. “Wait,” I gasped, “you can’t drive, you were drinking.” I couldn’t hide the slight disappointment in my tone. He only chuckled, “I was the designated driver for tonight, had bloody virgin drinks all night.” He smiled. With that, we got into the car. Judging by his determined driving I assumed we would end up at his place. After a car ride filled with only the sound of our heavy breaths and quiet music, the air thick with tension, he parked. The house was fairly large for what I would assume was only one-man occupying it. Nonetheless, I followed him to the front door where he stopped and turned to me.

“I know I was pretty straight forward back there, but I’ll completely understand if you decide to change your mind.” Those words got me wetter than I already had been. I understood what he was saying though, and felt gratitude at his attempt to make me comfortable. However, I couldn’t help but let my eyes flicker down to the bulge in his trousers. I stepped up to him and rested my hands just below his belly button, “I want this,” I seductively whispered, “Tell me you want me.” He let out an animalistic growl and wove his hands around my backside, resting them on my hips.

“I want you so, so bad baby. ‘M about to come in my fuckin’ trousers. Got me so hard, you minx.” With that settled I pushed him towards the door hoping hed get the hint to open it and lead us inside.

Once inside the already thick tension erupted inside us. He pushed me up against the closed door and crashed his lips on mine. It was rough and hot as he poked his tongue at my sealed lips, I let him in, and our mouths explored each other. He groaned and motioned with his hands on my ass to jump. I happily leaped into his arms and continued our heated kissing. I felt him slowly begin walking upstairs, careful not to drop me. We broke apart to breathe, but I immediately began trail kisses along his jaw. When I reached a particularly sensitive point below his jaw, he moaned. Setting me gently on the floor he lifted the end of my dress, pulling it off me in one swift motion. His eyes widened at the sight beneath it.

“Completely bare, you filthy fuckin’ whore,” He said as he cupped my heat, smirking at the whimper I let out.

“Oh yeah? I bet you fuckin’ love it.” I replied breathlessly.

“I fuckin’ do. Daddy loves filthy whores .” His eyes had gotten darker and his voice had a dominating edge to it. I knew he wouldn’t go easy on me. And I was thankful. I decided if he wanted to be rough, so could I. He threw his head back and groaned when I dropped to my knees in front of him, “You look so damn beautiful on your knees.” He gripped my chin, dragging his thumb across my cheek and pulling my bottom lip down.

I whimpered at the throbbing between my legs, hoping to get some type of relief. His bulge had only gotten larger. I held lightly onto his thighs and gave rough kisses to his covered length.

He was stubbornly refusing to moan, I could hear his breath increase in an attempt to mask them. When I pulled both his trousers and boxers down; his thick, veiny length sprung up. The tip was bright red and leaked pre-cum.

I admittedly enveloped him in my mouth, his knees almost buckling at the sudden touch.

“Fuck baby…..shit, right there…...suck daddy’s cock.” He grasped my hair harshly, guiding my movements as I bobbed up and down his cock. When I hallowed my cheeks he gave an involuntary buck, his tip hitting the back of my throat causing me to gag. I pulled away quickly, gasping for breath with a line of spit connecting his swollen tip to my lips. I chuckled and continued to move my hand up and down, flicking my wrist slightly when I reached the head.

“You like that daddy,” I smiled at him. He finally gave me another beautiful moan that sent waves of pleasure to my throbbing core. “Mmmm,” was all he managed to respond before pulling me up to kiss me sternly.

“As much as I love that sweet mouth of yours, I wanna come inside you.”

He pushed me backward until my knees hit the bed. He climbed on top of me letting his hands roam toward my throbbing pussy, “please,” I whimpered; surprising me too. He chuckled sliding his hand over my slit. “Oh, fuck.” Gathering my wetness on the tip of his finger he slowly pushed one in.

I threw my head back and let out a moan. “All this for me, huh? Tell me who got you this wet?”

I could feel him threatening to pull his finger out, “Tell me who, and I’ll fuck you with my cock, the one you sucked so well.” He crashed his lips back on mine while hastily unbuttoning his dress shirt. “You want that? To have me fuck that tight cunt so hard you can’t walk tomorrow?”

“Please…...daddy.” My whimper nearly killed him, the slow drawl out of me calling him daddy, I could tell he was trying to tame himself for my sake. But I wanted him to completely ruin me.

“Don’t be patient, ruin me…..please?” I juted out my bottom lip, partly to be cute and because I knew he would imagine me when I was on my knees for him.

I pulled at his belt buckle, he ripped my hands away and stood up. At first I thought he had changed his mind or something was wrong but he had a devilish grin on his face and lowly spoke in his sex-hazed raspy voice, “Get on your hands and knees.”

For some reason I responded to his voice immediately, rolling over so I was propped up by my hands, spreading my legs, hissing at the cool air hitting my slick core. My ass was facing toward him so I could only hear him remove his belt and step out of his trousers.

I jumped slightly when I felt him run the cool leather over my ass, “Look at you, spreading your ass for a stranger….. Such a fucking whore.”

I whimpered slightly and pushed my hips back slightly, hoping he would understand what I wanted. “You want me to spank you?” he snickered, “you keep surprising me Jane.”

Hearing him say my name drew a moan out of me, only nodding in retort to his question.

The slight sting that came was minimal in comparison to th pleasure I felt at his belt hitting my ass roughly. He brought it down again, and again, and again; each time making me moan louder than the last time.

When he dropped the belt I sighed in relief, I would finally get some relief from the ache that was ever increasing between my legs.

“Are you on the pill or should I-?”

I cut him off, “I’m on the pill, you can go bare.” I didn’t want the barrier of plastic between us, I wanted to feel every vein and ridge I had felt in my mouth.

With my confirmation he pushed in harshly, both of us moaning in unison, “Oh fuck…” I breathed. He set a rough pace, gripping onto my hips and pounding into me from behind.

“Shit…..you’re tighter than I thought baby, “ he groaned. The air was filled with sex and sweat. The only sound being our repeated mantras, oh fuck, right there, or don’t stop, and the borderline pornographic noise of skin slapping together. Harry reached his hand in front of me began rubbing fast circles on my clit. I cried out and knew from the sudden stimulation I was gonna cum sooner than I though, “I...I’m gonna cum, Harry.” I managed to get out.

“Cum for me baby, show me what a good girl you are for daddy, how much you love his cock.” With that I clench around his length that was buried to the hilt in me, all but collapsing from the overwhelming pleasure. I could feel Harry twitch inside of me and felt thick ropes of his cum coat my walls. He pushed himself balls deep, swirling his hips while riding out his oragasm. “Ohhhh, fuck baby….” he groaned.

I gathered enough strength to put my hand underneath us and tug on his balls lightly. He jolted and growled in my ear.

“You felt so good in me,” I whispered, in between our heavy breathing.

He laughed and pulled out, hissing lightly at the lack of warmth around his cock.

“It was all you darlin’.” I unvoluntarily clenched my thighs at the pet name. We both laid on our backs and stared at the wall.

“You can spend the night if you’d like,” he looked over at me with a glint in his eyes. I couldn’t say no, even if I normally refused to even spend longer than 5 minutes after with a hook-up.

“Sure,” I smiled.

********* Present Day **********

“Once the seatbelt light has turned off, you can go ahead and gather your things, exiting the aircraft in a effective manner, on behalf of all of staff we would once again like to thank you for flying with us today and hope you had a lovely flight.”

Once everyone was off the plane I unlocked the cabin door and struted inside, silently punching myself for choosing to wear heals. I mean, they made my legs look great and not to mention how fucking good my ass looked in this skirt, I knew Harry was itching to take it all off me.

“How was your morning Jane?” John asked sweetly. John was one of our newer pilots,doing his first few years under the care of Harry, a man with years behind his belt. He was a sweetheart, always kind-too kind if you asked Harry- and he respected everyone he worked with, no matter their own job.

“Not too bad, fairly calm flight. How were yours?” I asked them both.

“Good, John was in the lead for most of it. Fast learner this one.” Harry grinned, knowing how embarrassed John was with compliments. Sure enough when I looked at him, his cheeks were flushed pink.

“That’s very kind, but it’s all your teaching,” He replied, “I’m off, gotta go get some rest. I hope you both have a wonderful day.” He shook Harry’s hand and gave me peck on the cheek.

My eyes followed him out the door and I turned to Harry once he was out of sight, met with an unimpressed look.

“Oh relax, he always gives me a kiss on the cheek.” I said with a roll of my eyes.

“I’m just saying,” he stood and started gathering his belongings, “he tries anything else and I’m not holding back.” Of course John would never try anything, for one he was married, and he respected both Harry and I too much to ever do anything like that. It was simply a joke, stemming from the fact that a pilot that flew with Harry had commented about me, not being aware I was tied to Harry.

“I’m yours, you know that,” I grabbed onto the front of his suit and peered into his eyes.

“Yeah, you’re all mine, too look at, kiss, and grab,” he smirked, cupping my ass harshly at. I squealed and tried to push him away.

“People will see,” I laughed lightly, freeing myself of his grasp.

“Let them, they’ll finally understand not to talk about you,” he breathed, “Especially when they see me and think, ‘that bloke will fuckin’ kill me for disresectin’ his girl’” he beamed at me, clearly proud with the scenario he made in his head.

“You are such a dork.” We both grabbed our bags and began walking out the plane and into the airport.

“Yeah, but you love me,” he smiled with that goofy grin that always makes me laugh. I merely shook my head in response and thought, yeah I really did.

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[harryskalechips]

The one that got away

Word count: 2185

A/N Enjoy! 

Gianna and Harry met a year back in a nightclub called Last Hope, little did they know this meet-cute was going to begin a new turmoil in their lives. That night, both of their hearts were broken by the people they loved the most. Gianna caught her boyfriend of three years sleeping with her sister while Harry was dumped by Mya, his girlfriend ever since the last year of university which was three years as well.

 He ended his night walking into the club and heading straight to the bar. He wanted to forget the whole night, most likely his whole life. 

As he heard a sweet voice order to the bartender though, he couldn’t help but turn to see what she looked like. “One Daiquiri please.” She was really pretty. He thought. She was wearing a silk rose gold dress that showed off her curves as her pretty long blond hair reached the perfect length mid-back. “Hi.” She smiles softly and leans forward onto the bar’s table to stand up more properly. He nods back and gives a soft smile back. 

Gianna was feeling butterflies in her stomach for the man who was sitting less than 6 feet apart from her. She wasn’t even thirsty, she just wanted to stand a bit more closer to him to see the tinier details of his face. “Are you here alone tonight?” She yells a bit louder to catch his attention. He looks up and frowns. 

“Yeah. Yeah, I am actually.” She nods with a slight pout. How can a pretty man be in such a bad mood?

“I can keep you company if you would like?” She asks sweetly.

“Here, you go ma’am.” As she was about to reach for her card, Harry interrupts.

“Marcus put it on my tab, please Let this lady enjoy her free drink.” Marcus nods right away and walks back to the computer.

“Wow, thank you so much. I actually never had someone buy me a drink before so thank you.” Gianna walks closer to him. He laughs and finishes his drink in one go. 

“You’re welcome, love.” Gianna was so entranced by the rings on his fingers that she didn’t know how to walk away or start up a new conversation. Harry noticed her silence. “Um, maybe you should get back to your friends or your boyfriend. Don’t wanna keep you here too long. Wasn’t tryna hit on you, thought I could buy you a drink that’s all.” Little did she know, Harry bought her the drink because he wanted some company from the only girl in this club who bothered asking if he was alright.

“Well, I came with one of my friends here tonight but she left with this guy.” She showed a real bummed out face that all Harry wanted to do was hug her. 

“Well, how about we spend the night together.” He pauses, “I mean we spend the night drinking.” She laughs and takes a seat beside him. 

“To be honest with you, I really need a drink. My boyfriend well now ex, I caught him sleeping with my sister yesterday.” His eyes widened as he lets a blow out of his mouth. “Yeah, I know it’s fucked up.” She takes a huge sip of her drink. 

“I mean I’m not in the same situation as you but my girlfriend broke up with me today out of the blue.” “Did she give you a reason why?”

“She said she was feeling restricted in our relationship,” Harry orders a new round of drinks as he feels himself becoming tipsier.

“Maybe, Adam felt the same way so he cheated on me.”

“Gianna, no one should ever have an excuse for why they cheated. I may not know you that well but you’re too pretty to be cheated on, sweet too.” 

“Thanks, Harry.” She brushed her hair away from her face. She didn’t know how to feel comfortable around him. Not only was he a stranger, but he also seemed so intimidating but what made her want to know more about him was his personality and his beautiful eyes. “How old are you by the way?”

“25” He plays with one of his rings, “What about you?”

“22,” I smile and take a new sip of the mysterious drink he ordered. “I’m in my last year of school. I’m finishing up, majoring in Biochem.”

“Wow, so you’re a smart girl too. Planning on going back to school?” 

“Maybe? I don’t know.”

The night went on forever yet Harry and Gianna were in their own little bubble laughing with each other. The heartbreaks they both felt became less painful as they sat beside one another, enjoying each other’s company. One thing to also mention is that they were pretty drunk.

“Have I ever told you that you have really pretty eyes?” Gianna comes closer to Harry’s face. She rests her chin on her arm as she watches his cheeks redden. He smiles and mimics her reaction. 

“Have I ever told you you’re really beautiful?” Harry murmurs as he watches her reaction. She shakes her head sweetly. “Would you like to come back to mine?”

~

The night was breezy yet both of their bodies were flushed with the need of feeling each other. Gianna keeps her hands wrapped around Harry’s neck as he tries to bring them into the bedroom.

“Fuck, you’re so beautiful. I need to taste you.” He sets her on his bed as she moves up to his headboard. He kisses the smooth skin of her thighs as he reaches her sweet honey. His hands moving her dress up to her hips as Gianna sits up and takes the dress off. His mouth latches onto her, making sure to suck on her little nerve and put his tongue exactly where she needed it the most. “You taste so good, baby. I can’t get enough of you.”

“Harry.” She moaned as she kept her fingers intertwined with his hair. He takes his fingers and puts it in her mouth.

“You look so good like this.” He whispers in her ear as he moves his mouth to suck on her neck and give love to her lovely breasts. He puts his fingers in her without a warning as she melts in his bed. He kisses her and nibbles on her ear, whispering all the dirty things he wants to do to her.

“Harry, I want you.”

“Are you going to beg for me, Gianna?”

“Harry please.”

He takes his clothes off and grasps a hold on his cock, pumping it twice. He paints her pussy a couple of times before putting it in. “Fuck, are you on birth control?”

“Mhm.” She grasps onto the back of his shoulders as he lifts her legs over his shoulders, spreading her far more wide. Moans coming out from both of them. “So, this is what it feels like having sex with someone after being with the same person for a long time.” Harry laughs and removes some hair from her face.

“I’ll make sure after tonight, you’re going to only want me to dick you down.” He goes faster as he lays down on the bed beside her so he can fuck her sideways. He reaches down and rubs her clit as he kisses her neck.”Bet I’m fucking you harder than that ex of yours that cheated? You’re so bloody tight, I don’t think he stretched you out at all.”

“Harry, fuck. You feel so good in me. Cum for me, make me feel good, please.”

He fills her with his warmth as she milks him so well. Their breathing syncing with one another as they’re soaked in each other’s presence.

And that night ended with them tasting each other’s skin and hearing each other’s heavenly sounds over and over again. It was not a one night stand but the night that Gianna and Harry fell into a complex relationship; Friends with benefits.

~1 year later~

Harry:

Are you coming over tonight? X

Gianna stares at her phone longer than usual. Lately, she’s been conflicted about Harry. When she first met him, she expected time would heal their wounds and they maybe would begin dating. Not in this case, however. As Gianna got over Adam and stopped talking to her sister, Harry kept all forms of communicating with Mya. Gianna would sometimes question why he still had pictures of her on his Instagram or why they still had dinner on some nights but she would like to think that they stayed friends even though, she knows Harry is still in love with this girl. Harry would also answer with short replies and brush the subject off. He always told her, “Baby, when we’re together let’s not talk about her. Today is about you and me.” 

Gianna:

Would you like me to? 

Harry replied almost instantly.

Harry:

I miss your cuddles X

Gianna:

Okay fine!

Gianna takes her coat without another thought and leaves her apartment knowing if she takes one more moment in her head, she’ll find an excuse to stay home. She gets in her car and drives straight to Harry’s.

“Hey.” Harry greets her inside his loft after he buzzed her in. She smiles softly and takes off her coat and tosses it onto one of his many white couches. He goes in for a hug and kisses the top of her head. “I missed you.” Gianna stays quiet as she takes in his scent that she’s grown attached to. Harry pulls away and drags her to the couch with some pillows and a blanket. “Are you okay, Gianna? You seem really quiet baby?” 

“Can you make me some tea please?” 

“Of course.” Harry walks into his kitchen with confusion set into his mind. His stomach was growing with anxiety. He hasn’t seen Gianna since a week ago but he made sure to keep in contact with her. He doesn’t want to lose her too.

He sets her milk tea on his coffee table and sits beside her. “Do you want to talk?” She shakes her head and enters his arms. “Oh, you just want to cuddle?” No, I want to tell you I love you. Gianna thinks in her head. 

“I know um- we’re not together but I was wondering if you can sleep with me like we were.”

“Gianna, What are you talking about? Is this why you’ve been avoiding me?” He pulls away from her as she becomes too interested in the pattern of the blanket. “I promise you, there’s not going to be a difference in how we have sex. Ever since I met you, I cared for you and now, that feeling has only become more intense.”

“Harry, We’ve been in this I don’t know what to call it- just for too long. I’m ready to settle down and find a boyfriend. I just- I just need to know that I’m not wasting my time being with you.”

“You think what we have is a waste of time?” He scoffs.

“We’re not together. I know that. I know we’re just friends but why in our apartments, when it’s just us two, it feels like we belong with each other. When we’re in public, I feel like all our moments do not count as if it’s just a fantasy.”

“Do you want me to ask you to be my girlfriend?” 

“No.”

“What? What do you want from me then?”  Harry was growing frustrated with Gianna. It’s not like she’s asking for too much but he just wasn’t expecting this from her.

“I want you, Harry! But if you’re going to be asking me just because, then screw it. I need you to want me the way I want you.”

“I don’t know if I want you that way.” He brings his head down and Gianna cries in her hands.

“I have to go, I’m sorry.”

“Gianna, can we talk about this?” “What do you want to talk about! Why are you always bothering me when you say you don’t want me!”

“I don’t know how I feel about you, I just know I really care about you and I need you.” “No, you need Mya. It’s the only reason why you keep me here on some nights. You’re waiting for her to take you back.”

“Gianna.”

“It’s true though isn’t it? Tell me, Harry. Have you been talking to her still because you expect her to take you back?”

“She broke up with me when she was going through a rough time. I love her, I can’t let her be alone.”

“You should have told me you were waiting for her before we continued whatever this is.”

“I never thought it was important.”

“Goddammit, Harry you’re selfish!”

“Don’t leave me please.” He stands less than 6 feet from her just like the night he met her at the bar.

“I gave you enough company. I have to go.” Gianna leaves his apartment in a blink of an eye. Harry sits on his couch, wondering if this is the girl that he allowed to get away. 

Part two ici!

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[theblackandgold-series]

The Prince and The Boy (8)

Chapter 8: He Needs Me

A College AU

Texas Southern University (Houston,Tx)

Ship: Chiron Harris x Erik Stevens

Warning(s): none

Things were finally back to normal. Chi and Erik are sitting next to each other in their sociology class once again, both eating breakfast that Erik got for them. Erik remembered to get two apple juices instead of one this time.

Chi’s bashfulness seemingly fades over time, exchanging more and more of those longing glances with Erik throughout the class.

Erik notices every glance Chi makes, smiling to himself each time. They’re joking around with each other and Erik gets to see Chi’s personality a little bit more. Before class is over, the professor reminds the class of an exam next week. Erik takes this opportunity to ask Chiron on another date. It’s not too soon, he thinks, Right?

“I have a class right after this, but maybe after that?”

Erik agrees, suggesting that they meet at a coffee shop near campus.

We can do that cute shit like in the movies.

They meet by a bench near a building close to the edge of campus, greeting with a small peck, which almost makes Chi blush. As they walk, their hands keep brushing until Erik grabs Chi’s hand, smirking at him as they walk. 

They make small talk, flirting back and forth. Erik notices that the more they talk, the bolder Chi gets. It shocks Erik, but he likes it. As they’re talking and getting to know each other more, things seem to fall together naturally and you’d think they’ve known each other for years from overhearing their conversation. 

They finally get to the coffee shop where Erik orders a black coffee while Chi orders a soy chai latte. I guess he has a sweet tooth. Erik nods silently to himself, Noted.

They pick up their drinks and sit down and continue talking. Erik loads his black coffee with enough sugar to kickstart diabetes. I knew he had a sweet tooth Chi muses. 

They get so lost in conversation that they almost forget the whole reason that they’re there: to study. Chi the one that gets them on track by being the first one to take out his textbook first and Erik quickly follows.

Their study session lasts for about an hour and a half before Chance walks in with his girlfriend. Erik looks up when he hears “I see you E!” Chi just smiles up at him, shaking his head.

When they approach the 3 hour mark, they wrap up their study date and decide to head home. Walking to their cars, they begrudgingly part with a goodbye kiss and go their separate ways. The next day they spend apart, but still keep in touch through text. Chi offers to bring Erik breakfast to class next time.

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Chi spends the next day with Kendall, telling her about him and Erik. She immediately facetimes Bryson so he can hear too.

“So,” Kendall begins,  “y’all good now?” Chi just nods “Yeah” with a smile that can’t be wiped off of his face, “we’re good.”

“So what’s next with you two?”

“I don’t know, we’ll see, but I think this is gonna be good. For the first time in a long time, I’m excited.”

“I’m happy for you. It feels so good to see you smiling again” Kendall gets up to hug him.

Bryson chimes in “Yeah man, it’s good to see you happy. I’m glad you talked to him so I ain’t have to fight you.”

“He asked me out on another date soon,” Chi announces, smiling thinking about their phone convo from a few nights ago, “to a concert.”

“Oh shit, whose concert?” Kendall asks as she lets him go and sits back down.

“Kendrick.”

“Kendrick?? This nigga got taste,” Bryson comments, “But what row is it?” 

“It doesn’t matter, Bryson,” Kendall interrupts.

“Man, y’all know that nigga got money.” Bryson continues. This earns a roll of the eyes and a “shut up” from Kendall.

“When’s the date?” she inquires and Chi checks his phone, “Saturday, I think.”

“Y’all doin anything after,” Bryson chimes in once again. “No, I don’t think so. We might go eat or something, but we might do that beforehand.” “No, I mean are y’all doin anything after?”

“Bryson, really?”

“It’s a valid question.“

“Why did I even call your ass” Kendall sighs, knowing he wasn’t going to be serious. “Anyways, I hope you two enjoy your date!” 

“Thank you, Ken.” 

“Yeah, all jokes aside,” Bryson continues, “enjoy your date, have fun, and don’t do anything I wouldn’t do.”  

“I would never do half the shit you do.”  

Bryson jokingly holds a hand over his heart, “I’m hurt.”

“You’ll be alright nigga.” Bryson laughs at Chi’s response as Chi turns to Kendall. “Ken can you help me get ready for this date Saturday?” 

Bryson helped him get ready for the last one. He’s nervous but more excited this time. He’s just happy that Erik still wants him even after Chi cut him off for that period of time.   

“Of course. Anything you need.” 

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Their last sociology class of the week was finally over and Chi and Erik are walking out of class together, being almost nauseatingly cute, when Erik sees Chance and Khalil, who he is supposed to meet up with before practice. 

“I’ll text you when I get out of practice” Erik pulls Chi into hug, hugging him until he hears Chance clear his throat. “You’ll see him tomorrow. I’m not tryna be late.”  

Erik gives Chance the stank eye and turns back to Chi and gives him a long kiss, just to spite him. 

Chi laughs into the kiss. “Y’all niggas annoying,” Chance shakes his head. “We’ll see you later Chi,” Khalil butts in as Chance pulls Erik away from Chi.   

During their walk to practice, Chance and Khalil are teasing Erik, but it doesn’t work since Erik’s not even mildly embarrassed. Nothing could embarrass him when it comes to Chi. He’s smiling the whole time. While they’re getting ready for practice, their locker room talk consists of Erik beaming about the date he has planned for him and Chi. 

“So where are y’all going for this date?” Khalil inquires as he puts on his equipment. 

“I’m taking him to go see Kendrick. We were listening to him one time in the car, and I thought it would be a good idea.” 

“Nigga, you ain’t take your best friends to a concert,” Khalil smacks his teeth. 

“Really,” Chance questions, “That’s what you’re focused on right now?” 

“Thank you, Chance.” Erik replies. “I mean,” Chance continues, “It would’ve been nice to get an invite, but whatever.”  

“When y’all gon buy something for me?” Erik looks up at both of them.   

“When we got your type of money.”

“You too bougie for us,” they both say simultaneously. 

“Fuck outta here” The three continue their conversation, unknowingly making Sean privy to the details of Erik and Chi’s Friday night plans. 

Once practice is over, Erik spends his night preparing for the date and talking to Chi until he falls asleep. Neither of them could wait for the next day to come.

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The beginning of Erik’s Friday is spent running errands and getting ready for the concert. Chi is at his apartment with Kendall that night doing the same thing.

Chi’s not as freaked out this time, but he’s still a little nervous. He keeps on fixing his shirt, checking his hair, which leads to Kendall to putting a hand on each of his shoulders and trying to get him to relax. 

“If you brush your damn waves one more time,” Kendall grabs his brush, “calm down Chi.”

“Whatchu mean? I am calm.” He takes his brush from her and brushes his hair again to mess with her. 

Kendall gives him that look that says “you a whole lie”.

“I am calm, Ken” Chi smacks his teeth. 

“Okay,” Kendall decides to let it go, “You’re gonna have fun tonight.” He nods, “I hope so.” 

“You better tell me how this date goes too” He laughs, “you sound like somebody mama.”

“Mmhmm. Tell him to have yo ass home by 11, since you wanna be so smart.”

“I said you sound like somebody mama, you ain’t my mama.” She slaps his shoulder and he laughs.

“I mean it, nigga. Don’t have too much fun” 

“Aight, mother dearest.” 

Before the banter can continue, a knock interrupts their conversation. Chi and Kendall exchange a look “Speak of the devil.”

“I'll answer the door,” Kendall shrieks as she runs to open the door for Erik. “What’s up,” Erik greets, met with Kendall’s face, “Kendall right?” She nods and he smiles as he sees Chi walking up, “Hey Chi, you ready?”

“Yeah, I’m ready.” He walks out with Erik right beside him and looks back to Kendall, “I’ll talk to you later. Don’t forget to lock up.” 

“I won’t. Have fun, but not too much fun.” She says teasingly before closing the door behind them

Erik grabs Chi’s hand as they walk to his car. He opens the door for Chi and when he’s seated he closes it and walks around to his side.

After Erik gets in and closes the door, there’s a small, comfortable silence as they both look at each other, actually taking in one another. Erik takes a deep breath,, “Are you ready?”

Chi smiles and nods, “Yeah, I'm ready.”

“Bet.” Erik pulls out of the parking lot and they’re off to the venue. It’s a little ways away, so Erik takes this time to bring up something important. Something that will affect his time with Chi.

“So,” he begins, “you know how I want to make sure we communicate with each other?” Erik turns the music down and turns to Chi as they approach a red light. 

“Yeah, what’s up?”

“So I'm already busy with football, you understand that.” He starts off, Chi nods and waits for him to continue. “But soon, I’ll be real busy with something important.... and during the process, I won't be around as much. I just want to let you know before you think something’s wrong.”

“How long does it take?”

“Could be around 3 weeks.” 

“So would we have no communication at all or...? How does this work?”

“We’ll still talk to each other and we still have class together, just outside of class I’ll be caught up at practice and being on-line. I’ll make sure to still call you and text you, don’t worry. You gotta promise me you won’t tell anyone else until the show.” Chi nods in agreement, “I promise.”

Chi’s gone through periods of time where Sean would just stop talking to him with no good explanation. He doesn’t want Erik to do the same to him, but he’s glad that Erik is telling him ahead of time. It eases his mind and convinces him either more that this thing with Erik is different.

“I don't want you worrying about that tonight, but I needed to tell you that so you’re not surprised.” Erik tells him his future plans and what’s to come for him as to why he’ll be so busy, Chi understands. He knows he’ll hate being away from Erik but it’ll all work out.  

They eventually get to the venue, listening to a rap playlist during the ride there, and walk inside to get to their seats. They sit close to the front which doesn’t surprise Chi. Erik’s the type to go all out for people he cares for. 

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After an amazing concert,  they get in the car they turn their phones back on. The barrage of notifications includes an instagram post that Erik was tagged in. When he opens the app, he sees Chi was tagged as well. And who other than Sean to tag them in some cryptic ass post with Kendrick lyrics and a thirst trap picture.

But it was such a pleasure to watch you try to hold it together                      

Every time I put the head in you would panic

And come right down like an avalanche

Make your legs slant, whisper till you juicing up your pants

He chooses to ignore it for the sake of Chi, but Chi can sense he’s upset about something.

“What’s wrong with you?” 

Erik tries to shake it off, “It’s nothing,” he grabs Chi’s hand to hold and rubs his thumb along the back of it, shooting Chi a small smile, “It’s fine.”

“You sure?”

“I’m sure. Everything’s good with you here.”

He kisses the back of Chi’s hand before driving off. They pull up to a diner that looks promising and walks inside. After they get seated, Chi decides to go through his notifications and comes across the dreaded instagram post, smiling falling from his face.

Erik immediately what Chi was looking at. Chi lets out a deep sigh “I can’t win with this nigga, man.”

“Ignore it, Chi. He ain’t worth it. We’re gonna enjoy the rest of the night. just talking”

Chi tries his best to shake it off too, but, just like Erik, it keeps lingering at the back of his mind. Other than that hiccup, the rest of the date goes smoothly. When they finish their food, Chi turns to Erik. “Thank you Erik, I had a good time tonight” 

“I’m glad. I had a good time, too.” Neither of them want the night to end, but it’s getting late and, although neither of them had anything to do the next day, they were both still tired.

Chi yawns and rubs his eyes, “Someone’s getting sleepy,” Erik jokes. “Come on, so I can get you home. It’s getting late”

Chi just gives him a sleepy nod and they leave after Erik quickly pays the bill. The ride home is filled with comfortable silence.

Erik plays his music low this time as Chi closes his eyes during the ride home. Erik chuckles to himself as he looks over to Chi who’s fighting sleep, but he keeps wanting to rest his eyes. He can’t remember if he snores and/or drools in his sleep or not and that’s the only thing keeping him from falling asleep at the moment. After a while, he actually lets himself fall asleep to the sound of the quiet music that Erik raps along to. 

Erik sneaks a couple looks at Chi through the drive. When he pulls up to Chi’s apartment, he’s tempted to take a picture of him sleeping, but he doesn’t. He figures this won’t be the first time he’ll see Chi sleeping.

“Chi, we’re back at your place” Erik tries to gently wake him up. “Baby boy you gotta wake up.”

Chi finally flutters his eyes open, letting out a “huh?” in his disoriented state.

“You’re home,” Erik laughs a bit. Chi sees that the lights are still on which meant that Kendall’s still there. He knows she’s probably going to end up spending the night like she always does. 

“Your best friend is still here?” Chi nods, “She’s always here. I feel like she’s my roommate at this point,” he chuckles as he gets out and stretches a bit. Erik also gets out and walks over to Chi’s side. Hugging him tight. “I’m glad you enjoyed tonight”

“I’m glad that you asked me out.” Chi’s trying to figure out if that little nap in the car would cause him to have morning breath because he wants to go in for a kiss. 

Erik sees how hesitant he’s being and goes in for the kiss anyway

Chi’s worries about his breath, Sean, everything, just melt away and he melts right into the kiss.

Erik pulls away first and pecks his lips one last time. “And don’t worry about that nigga, Sean, okay? He just trying to get under your skin” 

“Please don’t do anything crazy, Erik. Like you said, he’s not worth it” 

“I hear you, baby boy.”

Erik pulls him into another hug, this time holding him for a while. “I’ll probably call you tomorrow or some shit” Chi nods and yawns again. “Let me let you get some sleep.” He kisses his forehead and watches as Chi walks into his apartment. 

“Text me when you get home,” 

”I will,” Erik promises, “Now go to bed.” 

Chi turns and makes his way to his door. “Sweet dreams!” He yells before Chi can close the door

Chi waves as he walks in, he sees Kendall sleep on the couch with the TV on 

he turns it off, and she wakes up, eyeing him as he stands in front of the tv. “I was watching that, Nemour.” 

“Nah, the TV was watching you, Lorraine.” She flips him off and he laughs. 

Kendall’s alert now as she thinks to ask about his night. “Tell me all about the date.” She grabs his hand as he puts the remote down on the coffee table. He shakes his head, “I’ll tell you in the morning, sis.”

He’s ready to hop in bed, she smacks her teeth. “I promise I’ll tell you everything in the morning, okay?” Kendall gives in and lets Chi go to bed. As soon as he gets in the room, he strips out of his clothes and sits down on the edge of his bed.

A few minutes later, Erik texts him saying he’s made it home. Chi smiles and lays down, mind going through the events of the night, finally settling on the goodnight kiss before drifting off to sleep.

He tries to ignore the Sean mess, trying to focus instead on everything that went right tonight instead of the one less than savory parts of the evening. 

Erik’s up reflecting on his night, he’s happy the date was a success. He got to see one of his favorite rappers with his favorite guy. As far as he was concerned, his relationship with Chi was all that mattered.

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[iamknicole]

We All Want Love - Chapter Two

Roman Reigns/OC

Author’s Note: The visit to Jon’s house is cut off for a reason! Is there really a lot between None and Some? Tags: @lavitabella87 @macfizzle @thenamesaj @cool-snowball-22-blog @romanempressfics

March 1, 2017

Atlanta, GA – Esperanza’s Condo

3:45 pm

  Esperanza lie across her king-sized bed listening to her best friends, Angel and Monroe go back and forth about what they were doing for her upcoming birthday. She never got a say so in what they did, she liked what they had come up with in the past. While they talked she checked in with Kyla who was at cheer practice for their upcoming competition. It had been a few days since Esperanza had heard anything from Joe but she wasn’t worried, Kyla was worried enough for them both. If he was meant to find her again, he would. And if not, then so be it.

 “How about we go out to Cali? Go to the beach, do some sight seeing.”

 Angel rolled her eyes for the tenth time in the last twenty minutes at Monroe. She didn’t like any of Monroe’s ideas, as usual.

 “Cali? Who is she Kyla? She needs a real trip out of the country, Roe.” Angel explained thumping the younger girl’s forehead. “Somewhere like Barcelona or Brazil.”

 “Do you really think she would like that? What about Germany?”

 Angel looked to Esperanza with an exasperated sigh, “Please get your girl. This fool wants to take you to Germany.”

 ‘You guys know we don’t have to take a trip every time one of us has a birthday,” Esperanza laughed dropping her phone onto the bed. “We could just go out here or drive somewhere close.”

 Both Angel and Monroe laughed at her suggestion. The trio had been taking birthday trips ever since their businesses took off three years prior. They hadn’t spent a birthday in Atlanta since.

 “Oh please. You can’t be serious, Es. I don’t agree with that ragamuffin very often but we agree on this. Birthday trips are our thing, we’re successful we deserve it.”

 “You got one more insult me and I’m knockin’ that cute little accent out of your mouth, Monroe,” Angel playfully threatened. “But she’s right. We’re going. You just worry about packing some real cute shit and we got the rest.”

 Angel was the friend with the potty mouth. She cursed like a sailor and had no cares about anyone who didn’t like it. She was the oldest of the trio, which made her the protector. When they went out they had no worries, they took care of each other and she took extra care of the two of them.

 “We’re gonna take you to a nice island, get you drunk and get you a man cause, chica, you need it.”

 Esperanza rolled her eyes in annoyance. “Shut up, Angel. I do not need a man for nothing.”

 “I beg to differ,” Monroe laughed, “You need one for a few things.”

 “He can’t do nothing for me that I can’t do for myself, Monroe.” Angel and Monroe shared a glance then looked at Esperanza and fell out laughing. She pouted a bit not needing the same lecture from her friends that she had gotten from her mom of all people.

 “When was the last time you were with a guy, Es?”

 “That’s none of your business, Monroe. That’s personal.”

 “Esa mierda,” Angel groaned holding back a laugh, “The last time you got some dick was when you were with Rodney’s cheating ass.” Monroe’s eyes got big as Esperanza playfully slung one of her decorative pillows Angel’s way.  “Girl that was over two years ago. That’s a long ass time.”

 “That’s why she’s so feisty all the damn time. She needs some,” Angel joked blocking yet another pillow.

 “I hate both of you. And I’m not feisty, Angel.”

 During Angel and Esperanza’s bickering Monroe’s phone pinged letting her know she had a message. She quickly gathered her belongings and headed for the open bedroom door. “I’ll see you ladies later. My man is on his way home.” She blew kisses on her way out of the room.

  “Now that she’s gone, I can tell you what happened,” Angel said once she heard the front door open and close. “And before you say anything I didn’t want to say anything in front of her cause I didn’t want her to corrupt you into going back.”

 “Just tell me already.”

 “So, yesterday I’m at the salon working on this wig for a client when my receptionist comes and tells me I’ve got an appointment. So I’m like bring her back, I never really paid attention to the girl’s name when I saw it in my book,” Angel explained quickly. “So, she gets back my private booth and she’s talking her ass off. Telling me about how her baby’s daddy made her this appointment cause he wanted her to look good on their little date for some party they’re going to. And you know me,” she joked, “I wasn’t feeling it but I’m faking it, She pulls out her phone to show me pictures of him and the child. Guess who it was, Es. It was Rodney’s ass.”

 Esperanza screwed her face up wondering why Angel was even telling her that. She hadn’t talked to him since their break up and she changed her number. He was in her past, that’s where she wanted to keep him.

 “So once I’m done I walk her to the front to pay. When we get up there, Rodney’s raggedy ass is sitting out there with this big ass smile on his face. So me being me, I asked him what the fuck was so funny. He tells his little girlfriend to go on to the car so he can pay. And then he tells me how good it is to see me again and asking me about you.” She scoffed flipping her hair over her shoulder. “He was close to me pepper spraying his ass. Talking about he misses you and wants to know if he can have your number like he didn’t just have his girlfriend sitting in my chair.”

 “And you told him what, Angel?”

 “I told him kick rocks and to go back to his busted ass girlfriend.” Esperanza stared at her waiting for Angel to say whatever else she had said to Rodney. “What,” she snapped rolling her eyes. Esperanza raised her brows giving her a knowing look. “Okay, okay. I told him if I caught him anywhere near you or anything you own I would cut his balls off with nail clippers.”

 “You know you don’t have to threaten him every time, Angel. I’m over all that shit. It’s in the past.”

 “I wouldn’t be your best friend if I didn’t, Es. You may be over it but I’m not over how he made you feel. It hurt me to see you like that.”

 “Awwwe, look at you, Angel, being all soft.” She joked hugging her best friend tightly. Angel pushed her off with a laugh of her own. “Yeah, yeah. Cut that cute shit out. “

 March 4, 2017

Atlanta, GA – Esperanza’s Condo

8:30 pm

  Kyla had been in contact with Joe again through Twitter ever since the night he day he left Atlanta. It was small things, him checking up on Kyla and Esperanza and making small talk with the young girl about her and her sister.

 Esperanza and Kyla had dubbed Friday night their Sister’s Night. Neither of them worked and Kyla didn’t have practice—it was their time to take a breather from their responsibilities. They were supposed to watching ‘Dear White People’ but Kyla had her nose stuck in her phone.

 “Little girl, if you don’t get off that phone. Those Tumblr girls can wait.”

 Kyla laughed as she locked her phone. “I wasn’t on Tumblr this time. I was texting this guy.” Esperanza eyed her sister at the mention of a boy, her sister had never openly admitted to texting and talking to boys on her phone even though Esperanza already knew. Kyla caught her sister’s look and shook her head. “He’s not my boyfriend. He’s more like my brother—big brother.”

 “Look here, whoever this boy is does not want to be your friend. He’s only saying that because he thinks it’ll get you comfortable with him so he can sleep with you, Ky.”

 “It’s not like that. Seriously. He’s a brother to me.”

 Esperanza scoffed pausing the Netflix series. She turned on the sofa so she was facing her sister. “And what are you to him? Trust me, Kyla. I’ve had my share of boys who say they’re my brother and then try to fu—sleep with me.”

 “He’s way too old to be into me, Es. I swear it’s not like that.”

 “How old is way too old, Kyla Lolita Harris?”

 Kyla ran her hand down her face in frustration. This was not the plan she had worked through with Joe. It sounded so much better in texts, leave it to her to mess it up. “Look, I’ll just call him and you can talk to him. He’s more into you than me, I’m sure of it.” Quickly, she went through her contacts, finding Joe’s name so she could FaceTime him. “See,” Kyla sassed passing her phone to her sister. Giving her sister the side eye, she snatched the phone waiting for him to answer.

 She smiled upon seeing Joe’s brown eyes staring back at her. “Kyla, I’m gonna kill you,” she mumbled, “And you too, Joe. I know you put her up to this.”

 “It’s good to see you too, Tesoro della mia.” His voice was even deeper through the phone, it was nice to hear it again.

 Esperanza allowed herself to dial back her excitement. The last thing she wanted was for Joe to think that she was waiting on him. “What does that mean, Joe?”

 “It means treasure of mine.”

 “Mmhm. You think your Italian is gonna win me over?” She asked raising a brow. “Cause it’s not.” Joe laughed heartily, he started to move around with his phone cuffed tightly in his hand. From what Esperanza could see he was in a hotel room, a nice one. He plopped down onto the full-sized bed still staring at Esperanza.

 “From your smile I think I already have, Doll. You look beautiful by the way.”

 “You almost got cursed out,” she said honestly, ignoring his compliment. “Had me thinking some guys was tryna give her some game about being her brother. And she said he was older than her. You almost got the business, Joe.”

 “You tryna give me the business already, Doll. It’s like that?” Esperanza covered her mouth to contain her laughter, Kyla stood up ready to excuse herself that was much more than what she wanted to hear.

 “Well, alrighty. I’m just gonna go to my room before I lose my dinner all over the floor.”

 “Damn, little sister,” he laughed, “I didn’t know you were still in the room. You were too quiet over there.”

 “Don’t worry, Joe. I’m leaving,” she giggled. “Can you call him on your phone, Es? I need my phone.”

  Esperanza didn’t plan on staying up as long as she did with Joe but he wouldn’t let her hang up. He only had a flight in the morning so he was in no rush. The two of them traded jokes and stories back in forth, their laughing kept Kyla awake but she was happy for her sister. It had been a while since her sister had genuinely laughed like that.

 “I should’ve asked before but do you have a girlfriend, Joe? Cause I’m not trying to be your little road side piece.”

 He smirked rubbing his tired eyes. “Nah, no girlfriend, Doll. Unless that’s your way of askin’.”

 “Nope it’s not. But you look tired, you should get some sleep.” He nodded then bid her good night, ending their call.

 March 10, 2017

Orlando, FL -  Disney Coronado Springs Resort

6:45 pm

   Kyla’s cheer competition had brought the sisters down to Orlando for the weekend with Kyla’s team. Since Kyla would be with her team the whole weekend, Esperanza and Joe made plans with each other before and after the competitions. They had plans to got to his cousin, Jon’s house, for a little get together during their time off.

 “You’re staring again,” Esperanza laughed snapping her fingers in his face. He grabbed her hand, placing a light kiss on her knuckles. “Can’t help it, Doll. I finally have you in front of me without starin’ a hole through my phone.”

 “Stop it. Flattery will get you nowhere,” she told him moving from their spot on the bed. She wanted to change clothes before they headed out for his cousin’s house. Joe couldn’t help his wondering eyes, he had been watching her every move since he got to her hotel room over an hour ago.

 “I think it could if you gave it try.”

 “I’m not fucking you in a room filled with Mickey mouse heads, Joe,” she laughed taking her clothes to the bathroom. “Not even if I actually wanted to.”

 “Trust me, baby. If you let me in, you wouldn’t be worried about those damn heads,” he yelled out to her.

 “Am I gonna have to put you out, Joe? You know I will.”

 “You’d really put me out,” he asked lying back with his hand behind his head.

 Esperanza snatched the bathroom door open, giving him a mocking smile then went to tuck the clothes away in her bag. She didn’t want to put him out, she was enjoying his company far too much. Even when she acted like she didn’t want him there, Joe brought more laughs and smiles out of her. Joe eyed her as she approached the bed. He knew she was watching him watch her but he had not a care in the world about it. He never made it a secret that he was attracted to her.

 “I didn’t invite you over here for that. If you keep this up you’ll be going to your cousin’s place alone.”

 “Plans change, Es. For the better.” She rolled her eyes trying to pull him up from his spot on the bed. The pair fought back and forth even though Joe could’ve easily overpowered her, it was more fun to watch her try. “We could both just stay here and enjoy each other’s company.”

 “Not happening. I’ve gotten dressed to go out and that’s what we’re doing, mister.”

 “Doll, why go be annoyed by my cousins, their wives and our friends, when you can stay here with Daddy,” he asked grasping her chin with his free hand. Esperanza smirked as she looked into his eyes. She couldn’t lie and say he wasn’t tempting her.

 “I’ll make a deal with you, Joe. We go to your cousin’s house and have a good time now,” she said lacing her fingers with his, “And I’ll show you a good time later. Deal?”

He twisted his lips, thinking about her deal. “What kind of good time, Doll?”

 “I’m still not going to fuck you in this Mickey Mouse room,” she giggled.

 “Mmm, I’ve got a better deal. We go to my cousin’s house for a little while and afterwards we go to my house, I can make you some dinner then you can make me some sweets. Deal?”

 “As long as I’m not the sweets, Joe. I’m not fucking you in your house either.”

 “No one said anything about fuckin’. Just dinner and somethin’ sweet.”

 Joe grabbed Esperanza’s wrists as she got ready to get out of his blacked out Tahoe. Their drive to Jon’s house was quiet but comfortable. Outside of Joe quietly signing along to the radio and Es laughing at him.

 “I’m gonna warn you, Es. My cousins aren’t like me.”

 “What does that mean? I’ve seen them on television, they are not that bad, Joe.”

 “No, seriously, Doll. Josh is alright but Jon is,” he paused trying to find the right word. Before he could, His door was snatched open. Joe groaned as his cousin pulled him out of the driver seat, Esperanza laughed as she grabbed the keys from the ignition before getting out. She walked behind them as they play fought all the way up the curved driveway. Esperanza noticed there were about five or six cars. More than what she thought would be there. They stopped once they were on the porch when Joe was finally able to get out of his cousin’s hold.

 “This is my cousin, Jon,” Joe said slightly out of breath, “Jon this is, Esperanza. My Doll.”

 Jon gave him a cray look as he pulled her into a big hug, spinning her around in a circle until her back was to Joe. Jon looked over her shoulder at her butt with a goofy smile then gave Joe a thumb up. He tried to take a swipe at his cousin but Esperanza ended up getting in his way when she pulled away from the hug. She took her place at Joe’s side, holding on to his arm.

 “Nice to meet you, Jon. Joe told me some stuff about you,” she giggled.

 “Likewise, Esperanza. And whatever Uce told you, it’s a lie he’s a hater,” he laughed.

 “Get your crazy ass in the house before I get Trin on your ass.”

 “Whatever, I ain’t scared of her,” he sulked walking them into the house.

 Joe wrapped his arms around her waist, hugging her from the back. She giggled feeling his beard tickle her neck. “Stop it, Joe.” She wiggled against him trying to get out of his hold, he groaned in her ear at the feeling. “You better stop. Keep that up and me fuckin’ you in a Mickey Mouse room will be the least of your worries, Es.” At his words, she stopped her movements feeling her cheeks heat up from his words. “That’s what I thought,” he mumbled as he let her go and grabbed her hand.

 “Bout damn time,” Jon complained as they entered the large, open living room. “Alright, yall this is Esperanza, the doll.”

 “MY doll,” Joe playfully glared at his cousin.

“Yeah, yeah. Anyway. Esperanza, that’s my twin Josh, his wife Kecia, my wife Trinity and our ugly cousins. Come on, Uce.” Jon spoke quickly, grabbing Joe’s arm pulling him away from Esperanza. Before she could ask where they were going, Joe, Jon and Josh were out of sight.

 “Girl, come have a seat. They won’t be back for a while.” The woman she remembered as Trinity patted the spot on the sofa beside her with a welcoming smile.

 The woman to her left put a hand to Esperanza’s knee, garnering her attention. “Joe didn’t tell us he was bringing a guest with him. I’m Tamina by the way.”

 “I’m sorry if I’m intruding, Tamina. He told me it would be alright if I came,” she explained confused.

 “Girl, we’re not upset you’re here. Hell, we’re excited he brought you with him,” Tamina laughed slapping hands with Kecia.

 “Why’s that?”

 “Cause he never brings girls to meet us. He hasn’t since his developmental days. He usually just sleeps with them then never talks to them again.” His other cousin added earning glares from her other cousins. “What? It’s the truth and you guys knows it.”

 “Yeah but you didn’t have to tell her that, Nia. At least wait until you’re sure he’s told her that,” Tamina stressed giving her leg a slap.

 Esperanza sat uncomfortably watching them go back and forth, she was glad to hear that Joe hadn’t done to her what he had clearly done to others but on the other hand she wasn’t sure if she liked that he had that in his past. What if it came back to bite him in the ass somewhere down the line? Or what if he left her in dust?

 “Don’t worry about what Nia said. She has a habit of putting her foot in her mouth,” Kecia assured.

 “You guys know him best, it’s better to hear it from you than anyone else.”

 “No,” Tamina asserted, “It’s better to have heard it from Joe. His past relations are none of our business. We shouldn’t have brought it up, especially not on your first visit.”

 “Yeah hopefully we haven’t scared you away from him. Joe would kill us.”

 Esperanza laughed waving Trinity off. They looked extremely worried. “Trust me, him and his mouth will run me away before you guys would.”

“His mouth?” Trinity asked carefully.

Esperanza laughed thinking back to their conversation in the hotel, their phone conversations and texts. He had been throwing out innuendos at her, Joe was good she had to admit but not that good.

 “Joe is just good. He’s a smooth talker and I bet he’s even smoother,” Esperanza caught herself before she could utter the rest of her words. “Sorry, I don’t want to make yall uncomfortable and we barely know each other.”

 “Trust us nothing you could say could make us uncomfortable. We’re all family, hopefully you’ll stick around and become family too.”

  Joe brought Esperanza to his home, getting her settled in his living room while he changed clothes. Him and his cousins had smoked a cigar and the smell had seeped into his clothes. While she waited for him to return, she called to see if Kyla and the team had made it back to their hotel.

 “We’re still out, Es. I know that’s what you want,” Kyla laughed into the phone.

 “I just wanted to check on you, geez. I haven’t heard from you all day.”

 “Because you’re with Joe. I want you to enjoy him without interruptions.”

 “Enjoy him,” Esperanza laughed. “Girl, what do you even know about that?”

 “I’m 16, not 6. I know what couples do when they’re alone. They have sex, Es.”

 “We haven’t had sex, Kyla Lolita! You and I are gonna have a long, long talk,” she scolded playfully.

 “Have fun. Practice making me nieces and nephews,” Kyla blew kisses into the phone then hung up.

 She laughed tossing her phone onto the coffee table. She couldn’t believe her sister was pushing her up to have sex with Joe. Albeit, she was thinking about it but she didn’t need anyone influencing her. It’s the reason she hadn’t told Monroe or Angel about Joe period.

 When she looked up, Joe was coming around the corner, heading towards his kitchen. She followed him, wanting to know what he planned on cooking.

 “Doll, come wash your hands. I’m puttin’ your pretty ass to work,” he ordered popping her butt.

 She poked his chest with her index finger. “Hands, Mr. Anoa’i.” He held his hands up surrendering with a laugh. Moving around her, Joe begun taking the pots out he would need and ingredients he had gotten before going to Esperanza’s hotel room. His mom had given him the recipe to her tomato sauce and meatballs, she was sure he could handle boiling noodles. She wanted to know who her son was cooking for but he had given her some lame excuse about wanting to learn Italian dishes.

 “What do you need me to do,” Esperanza asked softly.

 He had started to open the cans of tomato paste and whole tomatoes. The muscles in his arms were flexing, catching Esperanza’s eye. “Fill that pot with water and add some salt and butter for the noodles for me. Turn the stove on 5, if you will.” They moved in silence, Esperanza finished her task and stood to the side watching Joe chop onions and add them to his pot along with the paste, tomatoes and seasonings. “Come closer. You can help me with the meatballs.”

 “I’ve never made them, I’m not really sure how.”

 Joe rolled his eyes pulling her to him by her wrists, until she stood in front of the counter. He stood behind her, his hands moving ingredients closer to them. “Alright, so we’re gonna crumble the bread first. Like this,” he demonstrated, “Got it?” Shifting in his arms a bit, she nodded trying to focus on the task at hand and not the body heat blanketing her own. Quickly and efficiently, the five slices of bread were crumbled and added to a large mixing bowl full of ground beef. “Next, we need to add an egg. Think you can handle that,” he teased. She pushed back against him laughing then grabbed the egg from him. She broke the egg, tossing the shell into the Walmart bag Joe had thrown the other trash into. “Add some parsley, pepper, garlic powder and parmesan,” he whispered pointing to each. His hands over her hand as she added seasonings to make sure she didn’t overdo it. “Now the fun part—mixin’. My mom says the trick is mixin’ it with your hands.” Without any hesitation, Esperanza dug her hands in, pushing and mixing the ingredients arounds. It felt cold and mushy in her hands but it was kind of cool to her. “Slow down, Doll. You’ve gotta be gentle with the meat. Let me show you,” he spoke moving his body closer to hers and putting his hands atop hers once more. Joe had her body pressed against the counter by his body, his face right beside hers. Cheek to cheek. “See, you don’t have to move so quick. Fast is cool but sometimes it’s better to go nice and slow, Esperanza.” She looked over at him, catching the focused look on his face. The way his jaw clenched and unclenched as they moved the meat around. The focus he had was putting her hormones into overdrive though she wasn’t entirely sure why. “It’s time to roll the balls, Es. Look at the meat, not me,” he joked squeezing her hands.

 Joe placed a handful of meat in her hand then some of his own, showing her how to make a perfect ball. Setting his aside, he watched her do her own. She bit down on her bottom lip, concentrating hard on making hers as perfect as his was.

 “You’re cute when you’re concentratin’,” he whispered pushing his cheek against hers.

 “I just want them to be perfect,” she laughed, “No one wants lopsided balls, Joe.”

 “Mine isn’t perfect, Doll. We’re gonna eat them no matter what they look like.”

 She pouted setting her meatball on the tray beside his. They both did two more before putting them into the waiting tomato sauce. The pair washed their hands, splashing water and suds on one another until they both gave in. Joe led her back into the living room with him, while the food cooked. They sat on the floor in front of his sofa. The Game of Thrones marathon playing before them.

“My balls are gonna be so ugly,” she pouted.

 He laughed pulling her into his lap, he knew she had been sulking over that since they had left the kitchen. “Babygirl, they’ll be fine. The only balls you need to worried about are right here.”

 “You’re nasty, you know that, Joe.”

 “I know it, I’m tryna make sure you know it.”

 “You’re too much. I’m not going there with you,” she laughed pushing at his chest.

 “You’re stallin’ but I’ll go along with it. I see how you look at me when you think I’m not lookin’. If you didn’t want me then you wouldn’t be here.”

 Esperanza had gotten lost in his eyes as he spoke, moving her gaze between his eyes, his lips and his jaw. This man was more than attractive and she knew that he knew it. She bit her lip trying to think of ways to distract herself, reasons not to sleep with him while the food cooked.

 “You wanna kiss me but you won’t. You wanna touch me but you won’t. Why.” He asked dropping his tone.

 She sighed playing with her fingers in her lap. “I don’t want to be like those other girls. I’m not some little jeva that you can parade around cause I look nice on your arm and in your bed. I’m not a jungle gym, Joe.”

 “Where’s this comin’ from, Doll?” Her tone of voice concerned him. Joe didn’t want her to be insecure this early about him, they weren’t even in a relationship yet.

 “Just answer my question, Joe. Is this going somewhere or do you just wanna sleep with me? I’m a big girl, I can take the truth.”

 “Tesoro,” he called out softly. With his index finger under his chin, he brought her gaze back up to his. “If sex is all I wanted from you, I would’ve gotten it the first night I met you. While I’d love to lay you down right here, I’d love to get to know you and make something of this even more.”

 “You’re sure, Joe? Cause honey it’s going to be a long while before you get any of this.” Rolling his eyes dramatically, Joe kissed behind her ear down to her collar bone. “Are listening to me,” she giggled pushing him back, “I said you weren’t getting any.”

 “I heard you loud and clear, Doll. However, there’s a big gap between none and some,” he whispered turning her in his lap. They sat noses to nose, her arms wrapped around his neck.

 “Uhn uhn, Joe. Once that motor gets running, it’s not gonna stop.”

 Their eyes met once again, a smirk on his lips. He knew the food needed another hour and that was all the time he needed with Esperanza. He had been itching to get his hands on her. “Well, there’s only one way to find out. Let’s take your theory for a test drive and find out.”

#we all want love #roman reigns #dascha polanco

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Title: Wanted Fandoms: Overwatch | Harry Potter Characters: Lily Potter, James Potter, Angela Ziegler, Jesse McCree Tags: Jesse being an overprotective ass, Angela being cute, James and Lily being overwhelmed Summary: Gabriel didn’t know. He kind of blew up before he had the chance to find out, but that wasn’t an excuse. Gabriel couldn’t count it as an excuse because he could’ve tried to at least check in. Now, a mercenary, a killer, an assassin, and suddenly he finds himself…well, dealing with this shit. Talon is definitely not the best place to raise a kid. An undead smoke monster filled with rage is definitely not fit to be a dad, but here he is, dealing with this shit. Fuck.

Angela settled the blood vials from Lily down and carefully slipped the door shut before she turned and gave the young woman a smile. Lily leaned against James who kept his arms wrapped around his wife’s shoulders throughout the entire exam and blood draw. Early Angela found herself inundated with questions, but she bore them with a smile and patience that being a world renowned doctor owed her.

“Well, you are all done,” Angela said brightly. She headed over to her desk and began to root around for a spare communication device of phone. “It’ll be a few days before I have the full results…” Nothing. Angela frowned.

“Do we have to stay here the entire time, Healer?” James questioned.

Angela looked up to him, surprised. “Heavens no! We are not going to keep you here. I do need a better way to get in touch with you about the results. Owls are just not reliable with delicate matters such as these.” Angela straightened and wondered if she should just ask Athena to contact Jesse about getting her a phone for the couple. “Once I have the results I can determine if we need to have a follow up right away, any additional tests…”

Lily grasped at James hand and Angela sighed.

“I know it is frightening,” the doctor uttered softly. She moved to sit down in front of James and Lily instead. “Whenever something new crops up out of Gabriel and Jack I’m always terrified. I’m good, but even I can’t parse just what the American’s did to those boys.” She sighed heavily. “It doesn’t help that the American’s are still tight lipped about what went into their Soldier Enhancement Program, nor that their ‘subjects’ were left entirely in the dark as to what they were being injected with.” She patted Lily’s knee in an attempt to be comforting. “However you are in good hands. I promise you that.”

“Damn straight yer in good hands,” Jesse drawled from the doorway. He tipped his hat in greeting. “Figured you’d need one o’ these, doc.” He raised his metallic prosthetic to show off a simple phone. Angela practically sagged in relief.

“Oh thank you, Jesse,” Angela breathed and grabbed the phone out of his hands. She began to fumble in her own number as a contact quickly enough. “How did you know?”

Jesse smiled, although it turned out to be more than a grimace, and he winked in James and Lily’s direction who watched the byplay confused. “Purdy sure any o’ us who’re close to those two jackrabbits got some idea of what’s goin’ on here, doc. Jack wasn’t ‘sactly…subtle, if you catch me?”

Angela cursed. “Oh that man!” She shook her head and handed over the phone to Lily. “Here. It has my number. Call me if anything changes—anything. I know you have your trusted Healers, but if there is even a chance….”

Lily took the phone and carefully put it away. James frowned.

“It’ll…work?”

Angela waved her hand. “Oh we long figured out a way around that problem.” The doctor turned to Jesse. “You’ll escort them…?”

Jesse waved a hand, smile on his face. “Yeah, no problem doc. Oh, wanted to ask—when ya want me to bring Genji on by?”

“After Gabriel is finished pretending I gave him an aphrodisiac, again,” Angela retorted dryly.

Jesse pulled a face, although most of it was mockingly. “Ew. Ew. Ew. Didn’t need to know that.”

Angela snorted and buried her face into her hands. She waved James and Lily to follow after Jesse and moved over to her notes and computer. There was more research she needed to do, and bloodwork she needed to follow up on. Jesse took the cue and waved James and Lily to follow. He only slipped out the door after them. Once the door slid shut Jesse shimmied his way between James and Lily and wrapped his arms around their shoulders with a wide smile.

“So, how’d ya like the doc?” Jesse questioned. “Were her bedside manners a’cold t’ya?”

“She was perfectly pleasant,” Lily mumbled, a bit surprised at the friendly gesure.

“S’at so? Dang,” Jesse grumbled. “She must’a liked you. Girl’s meaner than a donkey t’me.” He gave them a grin to settle the nerves and Lily giggled. “Now a know ya don’t know me side from our brief how do ya do earlier. So, figured introductions all proper in order. Names McCree. Ya’ll can call me Jesse.”

“James Potter,” James said. “My wife, Lily.”

“Nice t’meetcha.” Jesse dipped his head. His smile grew a bit harsher and a bit colder as they walked, and his grip tightened a bit on both of their shoulders. “Now I jes wanna make some things here clear for ya’ll.” Lily squeaked. “See a don’t wanna hear that neither ya went and talked t’none bought your trip to the Overwatch HQ. Or sleepin’ with Gabe. Especially sleepin’ with Gabe.”

Jesse’s grip became borderline painful as he continued, voice a bit thicker with repressed anger. “See Jack ain’t jes loud when he’s pissed. He’s really fuckin’ loud. An’ he shouts all kinda things.” He side-eyed Lily, and there was something to that gaze that unsettled her. “Such as hearin’ that the one man whose got m’respect went an’ got raped.”

“I didn’t—” Lily started.

“Hey let her—”

Jesse let his grip get to be on just this side of painful and both shut up. “Hope ya weren’t tryna say ya didn’t do what ya up an’ did,” Jesse said lowly. “Cuz trust me, ma’am. I know what ‘m talkin’ bout here.” Lily swallowed heavily. “Now, neither Jack nor Gabe might be pressin’ charges, but that don’t mean yer pretty, little magical lives can’t be fucked up if ya don’t take some friendly advice, y’see?”

“Yes,” Lily whispered.

“Good,” Jesse relaxed his grip a little.

“Did they teach you that at Illvermony?” James questioned as he pulled himself out of Jesse’s grip and rubbed at his shoulders, wide-eyed.

“Never went to Illvermony,” Jesse drawled. “Don’t got ‘nough o’ th’ juice. S’all here.” Jesse tapped the corner of his eye with a slightly cold smile. “Makes m’ good at m’job.”

Lily shivered.

“My number’s in that phone too,” Jesse continued calmly. He nudged them both back into moving. “If anyone bothers ya or brings up this trip, or even any o’ the shit with Gabe, ya tell m’immediately.” Lily touched the phone in her pocket. “There’s ‘nough shit goin’ on without this makin’ a bigger mess.”

“You mean political,” Lily said, as if it suddenly clicked. Jesse gave her a grin full of teeth.

“Yes’n’no,” he said dryly. “Threats are possible too.” He looked them both up and down. “Gabe’s head o’ Blackwatch. Shit tends to hit the fan more’n not.”

“Noted,” James whispered, wide-eyed and a bit more than freaked out.

Jesse nodded, and then stopped the two before they reached the hanger. “Ah, an’…if ya have any questions? Don’t be afraid t’call,” he added, somewhat embarrassed, although now he looked at Lily. A part of his smile became sheepish and he rubbed the back of his neck. “Life fuckin’ decisions…are kinda my forte. Gabe got me outta mine.” Jesse looked more than sincere now. “Lemme…return th’ favor some day.”

“Okay,” Lily whispered.

Jesse nodded. He pushed them forward. “Now Tracer’ll get ya’ll home safe ‘n sound. The good doctor will be callin’ ya sooner or later. Don’t worry ‘bout none an’ the phone. We got it worked out, an’ ain’t a chance someone ‘cept you can use it.”

“Who?” Lily asked.

“What?” James questioned.

“’Ello, luvs! Ready for a trip back?”

Jesse laughed, tipped his hat to them, and turned on heel with a whistle. His job was done.

#overwatch #harry potter #fanfic #jesse mccree #gabriel reyes #lily potter #james potter #mercy #tracer #jack morrison #cheating #fic: wanted