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can you do one for quinn where you guys get into a fight so your friends take you out to a bar and they lowkey ditch you and a guy won’t leave you alone so despite not talking rn you call quinn to come get you and then you guys fight some more in the car but you’re still pretty drunk so you switch from fighting to being a cuddly drunk bc he looked so cute when he was jealous and mad and you guys make up when you get back to your apartment

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“Where are you going?”

Quinn’s voice stopped you from opening the front door. You turn around giving a sharp look at the man before you speak.

“I'm going out with friends” You simply stated

“Seriously” You rolled your eyes mad that Quinn wanted to start this argument again. The team's new medical assistant has been all over Quinn lately. One night when he was hit in the nose with a puck, you went down to the medical office since they announced he wasn't going to be returning to the game.

But when you went down to the medical office you saw the new assistant talking to Quinn.You don't have a problem with her till you saw where her hand was. You couldn't figure out why she had her hand on your boyfriend's thigh when the problem was his nose.

“Quinn my friend invited me out to a bar ok, so i'm going because i'd rather be out with them then be here arguing with you” you stated

“We don't have to argue it's not a big deal” he shrugged

Now what Quinn said made you fume

“Not a big deal” You repeated “Its a big deal that someone my boyfriend works with is fucking handsy”

“She’s not handsy y/n don't overreacted” He argued “She like that with everyone”

You were so hurt that Quinn couldn't see what you saw, if it was the other way around he’d be fuming. The fact he was sticking up for her when she wasn't even around made you so angry.

“I know for a fucking fact she not like that with everyone” You yelled takening a step forward “Because Ive asked Brock, because ive ask Petty and they all agree that she’s only like that with you!”

There a was beat of silence before Quinn spoke again and when he did, he spoke to calming for your liking

“You asked my teammates”

Your face heated up with embarrassment, you looked away ashamed that you even asked his teammates.

“God your so fucking Insecure” You heard Quinn mutter to himself, as he ran his hand threw his hair.

You stood there awkwardly not knowing what to say and clearly Quinn was done with this argument.

“Fine Quinn you win, i'm going out” You muttered leave out the front door.

You thought going out with your friends would help you but as soon as you arrived with your friends it seemed like all they wanted to do was talk to some men at the bar. You and Quinn had sure gotten into a fight but you'd never cheat on him.

You were left all alone at the bar just scrolling through your phone with more alcohol in your system than you could handle.

Then someone sat down beside you. You looked up and saw a man sitting beside you, you gave him a smile of Acknowledgement but that was your first mistake.

“Sooo you here by yourself” he asked

You cringed at his basic line “No i'm here with some friends” you simply stated

“And these friends just left you all alone” he asked turning his bar stool to face you

You felt your body heat up in an uncomfortable way at his words and the alcohol probably wasn't helping either.

“I'm suree their a-around here somewhere” you tried not to slur but it was clear to the man that you were drunk.

“Maybe you and I could share couple drinks and see where this goes” You almost puked at the feeling of his hand on your thigh, you stumped out of your bar seat mumbling “I have a boyfriend”

“Yea but he’s at home right?” you heard the man's voice say as he followed you

“Leave me the fuck alone” you yelled caching the Attention of other people around you

The guy could clearly see that other people were watching you

“Fine I get fuck” he responed turning around and leaving you

Now with the night even more ruined you just wanted to go home but you didn't know where your friends were bad they weren't answering their phones. You stumbled outside and sat on a bench that was near the bar.

You did the only thing you could have done and that was call Quinn

You quickly found Quinn’s concat and pushed the call button. You knew it was almost 1 in the morning so he was probably sleeping.

“H-hello” You heard Quinn’s raspy voice on the other line proving you right that he was sleeping.

“Hiii Quinny” You smiled into the phone

“Hi y/n whats up” He asked

“Sooo the girl’s are talking to some guys in the bar and I already have a guy at home, that being you an-”

“You need me to pick you up?” he asked cutting you off

“Yes” you mumbled

You could hear shuffling on the other side of the line, knowing he was on way made you feel better.

“What bar are you guys at?” he asked grabbing his keys and heading out the door

“I don't know” you respond laughing

“Fuck just send your locashon, and Ill be there” he snapped back clearly still mad about the argument you both had before you felt.

His tone of voice and words whipped the smile right of your face, you quickly went and sent him your location.

“Thank you, I’ll be there soon” Was the last thing he said before he hung up.

You took a deep breath trying to keep your emotions at bay before your boyfriend came to pick you up. You just scrolled through tik tok like you've been doing all night.

It wasn't long till Quinn’s blue Toyota pulled up right in front of you. You smiled when you saw him to get out of the car, you quickly got up but stubbled making Quinn catch you.

You laughed as he helped you into the car, you watched him hussle around to the driver side of the car.

“You came to get me” You smiled at him as you reached for one of his hands holding it.

“Mhm” he grumbled

“Your mad” you said staring at him squeezing his hand

“A little” he responded, pulling his hand away from yours and placing it in the steering wheel.

“Quinny” you whined turning your body towards him “I'm sorry ok, I'm sorry I didn't know who else to call ok!” you signed “He just wouldn't leave me alone” you mumbled looking away

“What?” Quinn asked whipping his head towards you

“This guy at the bar” You answered “I was at the bar and he wouldn't stop talking to me, i got him to go away, then I called you”

“Why were You by yourself” He asked a little to sharp for your liking

“It wasn't like I wanted to be the girls ditched me like 20 minutes in” You snapped “He didn't really do anything, just put his hand on my thigh” you shrugged

“Y/n that's not nothing he touched you” He told pulling into your guy’s driveway “That's flirting”

“Oh so now having a hand on the thigh is important, fuck you Quinn” You fired at him trying to open the car door but Quinn was to quick with the lock button “Unlock the door”

“Y/n your drunk if you get out you’ll fall” he stated unbuckling his seat belt

You stayed quiet, still mad that Quinn couldn't see your point of view.

“And your right ok, I should have said something” He admitted

“Yea you f-fucking shhould havee” you drunkly spat pulling on the door again.

“Y/n stop i'm trying to apologize” you turned back to face him.

Quinn felt horrible, he knew he was wrong and that he should have said something. He hated that he was snapping and petty. You called him because you felt unsafe and he was too focused on the argument that happened almost five hours ago.

“Im sorry ok” He sighed grabbing your hand and giving it a squeeze “You were right, if it's what you want i’ll talk to coach and see if I can switch to the other medical supervisor” he compromised

“Yea that is what I fucking want” You still spat at him

Quinn took a deep breath knowing you were still mad, he gave your hand a final squeeze before he opened his door and walked around to your side.

He opened your door making the interior light switch on giving him a good look at your drunken state. He was too busy arguing so see that your hair was frizzy and your smudged make up. Quinn reached over and unbuckled your seat belt, he didn't look at him still a little hurt.

You felt your hair be tucked back behind your ear and out of your face, you looked up at your boyfriend slightly squinting at the bright light. Quinn softly smiled at your cute drowsy state, cradling the side of your face with the inside of his palm.

“Come on baby, let get you to bed” He comforted

You mumbled something in response that he couldn't understand. He helped you out of the car slowly not wanting you to fall,he had his arm around your waist and his other arm coming across to grab your hand leading you through the house and to your guide's shared bedroom.

You flopped down onto the bed with a groan, almost falling asleep till you heard Quinn’s voice.

“No no no Y/n not yet, you gotta stay up” He said, grabbing your arm pulling you back to standing in front of him, slightly swaying side to side.

“I wanna go to bed” You mumbled, with your eyes being closed you could hear Quinn moving around.

“I know, I know but you can't sleep in your clothes and makeup baby” He said

Baby

God you loved it when he took care of you. Sure you were still mad but all you wanted to do was touch him,hug him basically anything.

When you opened your eye’s Quinn had his back to you as he was going through your side of the closet looking for something you could wear to bed. He turned around holding a t-shirt and sweatpants in hand.

“Ok let's get you changed” He said stepping in front of you “take of your shirt”

You snickered a little at his choice of words, he smirked at your response

“You know what I mean” He laughed as you grabbed the gem of your shirt but you struggled to get it over your head.

Quinn laughed more at you struggling, he helped you get it over your head just leaving you in your bra. You un-clipped your bra leaving you now just in your jeans, even though you and Quinn have been together for more than a year he still tried to give you your Privacy and not look since you were still drunk and it made him feel wrong.

Quinn handed you one of his T-shirts and you tried to put it on but you struggled again to put it on.

“You need help huh?” he laughed

“Yes Quinn my tit’s are out, of course I need help” You snapped

Quinn threw his head back and laughed before he helped you put on the shirt.

“Yea laugh it up Hughes”

Quinn led you to sit down on the bed, he lent down to slip off your shoes and struggled to take your pants off. You were no help, lying limp on your back basically half asleep. Once he got them off he quickly grabbed some make-up whipp's from your bathroom, when he returned you were in the middle of crawling into the bed.

“Nope y/n we’re not done yet” he laughed trying to pull you to the side of the bed again

You light swatted him away trying to get comfortable “I wanna sleepppp” you whined

“You need to take your make-up off and put the sweat-pants on” He told sitting on the side of the bed “I don't need pants i'm fine, just hurry up” you said turning your face to face him.

“So bossy” Quinn teased as he whipped your makeup off your face

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vulpixisananimal · 15 days

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(. . .)

(What. WHAT. What do you have to say! I KNOW you have something!)

(. . .)

(We're back here again. AGAIN. After ALL THAT WORK. Do you have NOTHING to add to that?)

(Using the blinding dagger to get us back here. STARS. You want to protect Siffrin and you do things like THAT. Disgusting. You're Terrible, TERRIBLE! TERRIBLE!!!)

(And now we're stuck here! Again! Stardust can't come out because of that BLINDING MIND CRAFT. YOU I can't even trust to be sensible, and we blinding KILLED SOMEONE LAST LOOP!!)

(And you have NOTHING to say?!?)

(. . . It left, didn't it. Stars. . .)

(Even if it was annoying, a danger, stupid, whatever. It, it was someone to talk to. Stars.)

(You breathe in, and out. Let's just get this over with.)

(You open the bathroom door just as Isabeau knocks on it.)

"O-oh! Morning Sif!" (He doesn't remember.)

(You look up at him. What was your next line again? He was going to ask if you were ok and- You know what, no. You need this.)

(You hug Isabeau.)

"O-oh!!!" (After a second, he hugs you back.) "Is, is everything alright?"

(No. Nothing was alright. How do you explain this to him? How do you tell him you killed his friend. How do you tell him you're not who he thinks you are. You can't!! That's the punchline!! You couldn't get accross what you were feeling in a thousand Loops!! But what does that matter, you needed this.)

(. . . Was it selfish? Maybe. Maybe. . .)

(You made Stardust promise not to screw up with their family again. If you couldn't get that happy ending, they could at least. You still remember that fight, you still remember loosing. You still remember wanting to tear out Siffrins throat and stab him through the heart.)

(And now you were here, forced to see that happy ending play out while you, once again, are relegated to stagehand!!!)

(You're starting to cry.)

"No." (You finally say. Hugging a bit tighter.)

"Aw Sif, could I-"

"S-shut up." (You're crying more.) "Just, just shut up!"

". . . Sif. ."

"Don't call me that!" (You can't stop yourself.) "Every blinding time, every time you come check on us, to talk to him! And I have to sit back and pretend!! Pretend to be that happy Siffrin you all like!! Just so we can maybe get out of this BLINDING day!!!"

(Isa doesn't respond.)

"And now you probably think I'm crazy! Oh look! Siffrins gone all loopy~ TEE HEE! LOOPY~ Maybe they finally cracked!"

"S-. ." (He stops himself.) "I, I don't think that."

"Of course you do! Tee hee~ After all what else could, you. . ." (You look up at him finally, and stop.)

(He's. . . He's crying too.)

(There's a silence before he speaks up.) ". . . I. . . I don't, I don't know what you're going through right now but. . ." (He's looking for the right words.)

". . . . I'm sorry." (You finally say.)

"It's alright." (He respons, putting a hand on your head.) ". . . Do you want to talk about it?"

(You burry your face in his shirt and mumble.) "Maybe. . ."

"Did. . . Have you been looping again?"

". . . Yes."

"How long? And, and why?"

"Today, this is 8 or 9, I think. Looping because a defender, friend of yours, using mind craft on us. Keep trying to stop it."

"Oh. . ." (Isabeau gently scritches your head. It's nice.) "And, I'm guessing there's a lot more details to that?"

(You nod. Your breathing is steadying, finally.)

"Alright." (There's a pause.) "And uh, something, bad happened last loop I'm guessing?"

(Your breath catches, and you take a second to reply.) ". . . Yes."

"What was it?"

". . ."

". . . We, we confronted your friend, they're going by Ramos now, and, and they turned into a sadness."

"And we died?" (He tried finishing.)

"No, we won. But Ramos, they. . . they. . ."

(There's a pause, then Isabeau hugs you tighter.) ". . . That, that sounds aweful!"

"You're not angry? Or, or scared?"

(Isa shook his head.) "I'm, well, I'm greatful and proud, proud that you came back to today even if you won to try again, but. . ." (Another pause.) ". . . I'm, a little scared, scared if Ramos is ok, and even more scared about if you're ok."

"Hehe. . ." (That's. . . Reasuring at least. You finally pull back a bit from the hug.) "I have had to deal with your memory getting changed, Mira getting accused of kidnapping Bonnie, Nille getting K.Oed by Ramos in one hit, oh stars I haven't even mentioned that looping is giving us craft exhaustion~"

"That's. . ." (Isabeau looks. . . Surprisingly okay? What a strange man. . .) "That does sound like a lot, but, I bet we can deal with it! Right? How many loops did you say it took in Dormont?"

"176~" (You say, now smiling slightly. You really WERE loopy.) "Give or take a few dozen."

"Then lets beat that record then!!" (Isa struck a heroic pose, it made you giggle.)

"Well it'll take a while to get to 177, but-"

"NO!!! NOT WHAT I MEANT!!!"

(You both laugh, oh, stars. You stumble Forward, light headed. Isabeau catches you.)

"Aw no, you sure you'll be alright?"

"Maybe..." (You take a breath. You DO feel exhausted. Last loop was the first time you properly fought something, and Mal Du Pays decided to go all out. You probably where slowly getting yourself killed with all this craft.) "Just, tired, and hungry."

"Do you want to go lie down? I could carry you back to your room if you want." (He was looking at you so sincerely.)

"I. . ." (That, sounded really nice, but.) "I need to explain this to everyone, and make sure they're ready, and think of a plan and-"

"Later, we have time! And you look beyond exhausted."

"But I need to-"

"If you try and push yourself I will pick you up and carry you to your bed."

(You look away. Ok. That DOES sound nice, you can't deny it. Stars. Why was he being so nice to YOU?)

". . . You, I'm, you do understand I'm not-"

"Oh! I guessed as much don't worry."

(WHAT?!?)

(You snap your head back. He could tell?!?! Oh stars you were REALLY rusty. Then again, you did just have a huge breakdown.)

(Isabeau saw your look and continued.) "W-well, Siffrin talked about all this yesterday, so I was thinking about it all night. And so when you ran to the bathroom this morning I wanted to make sure you were ok because, well, I was worried. . ."

"Tee hee. . ." (Defeated, you lean on Isa and start walking back to your room.) "It's, it's Loop. By the way."

"Glad to see you again, Loop." (There was a pause.) "a-and, uhm, sorry."

"Sorry?" (You asked.)

"I-if, if me and Sif ever, made you, y'know, uncomfortable..."

"Oh!" (Ah right. The PDA. Those two idiots had yet to kiss, but they got close. You were around sometimes for that. Well, sometimes it was JUST you around.) "O-oh! Nope! Nooooo issue all!"

"OhthankChangeok" (He sighed in relief.)

(He helped you back to your room, you didn't realize just how exhausted you were. When you got there you practically collapsed onto the bed.)

"I can get you breakfast!"

"Please, I think a quesadilla would fix me."

"Oh! Is that what Bonnie made today?"

"Every time, tee hee~"

(You both laugh, Isa goes to the door, but pauses a moment.) ". . . If. . If you ever do want to talk about, well, anything. . ."

". . . I'll, I'll think about it."

"Thanks, be right back, Loop."

(. . . Why is it that a bed only makes your body hurt more.)

(You close your eyes, you're so tired, Stars, you're so, so tired. You just need, need a rest. . .)

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obeyme-lost-thought · 1 year

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Angst: MC come back

Most of people show an aspect of MC that is different towards the brothers after coming back.... I show an MC that is broken and ask Lucifer for help. Sort of a general spoiler of Nightbringer

A little of Mc×Lucifer

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It passed some days form when MC returned to the present. All the while they never managed to utter a word. That's why Lucifer decided to get to the bottom of MC's feelings.

As he slowly enters the room, he finds the little human looking up at the tree that stands in the center of the room. They have a lost gaze, accentuated by dark circles under their eyes.

Lucifer: "MC, how are you? It's been more than 3 days since you locked yourself in this room. You need to have a full meal."

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No respons

Lucifer: "Please talk to me. Tell me what's on your mind."

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Mc: "I... am tired. When will all this end? When will I be able to stop worrying if this is really my room? What will I find if I go out?"

"I fought so hard to help you sort out your family dynamics. Now that I had done it, I thought we could enjoy this peace. Yet I found myself in the past."

"You were cold again towards me; Mammon didn't involve me in his plans; Levi was shy and avoided me; Satan... how could I deal with him?; Asmo could not look at himself in the mirror; Beel didn't know how to deal with this constant feeling of hunger, and Belphie still hated humans"

"It was you, but you weren't my family! Maybe it's just me, but I can't help but consider you my family. I just want to be with you, no worries or problems."

"You know how hard it was to wake up every day and keep from hugging you? I missed the good mornings and goodnights given on our chat. In the afternoon I didn't know what to do, having no homework to do. I'm serious Lucifer, I missed homework!. I also missed gaming nights with Levi or piano sessions with you. I missed the loud silence of the livingroom while watching DDD by the fireplace. I missed the impromptu dinners because others always showed up and we never had enough to eat"

"The others… You know how hard it was having to remember to be more formal with Diavolo? He also said for a long time that he had to send me back to the human realm. What was I supposed to do centuries or millennia in the past ?! Luckily Barbatos was inclined to let me stay. Besides, he couldn't stand Solomon. What the heck had he been up to at the time. But in the end I missed the afternoons spent at the castle talking of this and that over a cup of tea"

"Not even with Simeon and Luke was the same. I didn't help Luke in the kitchen and Simeno didn't ask me for advice on how to use the DDD. Only Salomon was a fixed point in all that chaos, but it wasn't like here in the present."

"I'm tired Lucifer. I was tired of fighting, I just wanted to come home here with you. And I'm worn out even now by this perpetual fear that it's not finished. That if I leave here I will be your "DevilSitter" and not just MC"

"Please.. Tell me it's all over. Tell me I can rest. Tell me that you are my family and that you love me"

As the human began to cry aloud, the Avatar of Pride could do nothing but embrace them. His mighty wings came out to wrap around their fragile bodies as much as possible.

Lucifer: "It is all right. You're at home Mc."

"If you go out you will find Mammon who is looking at the DDD sitting on the floor in front of your door; Leviathan in his room refusing to leave until you do too and checking your team games online to see if you are logged in; Satan is sitting on the couch in the living room near your favorite seat; Asmo is preparing a skin treatment for when you get out of here; Beel tries not to eat all the meals he has made for you these days; Belphie is sleeping next to Mammon on the floor, waiting for you. "

"Even Lord Diavolk comes constantly to find out how you are. If he can't come, call and send Barbatos. Then this one is working day and night to find out who did this to you. Luke cries every day in front of your door begging you to come out. Have you ever heard him? Simeon should console him, except that he stands at the door of the corridor praying that Luke's requests are heard. Solomon he said at the beginning that we had to give you time to get used to it, but now he too is starting to worry.

"And I'm here for you MC. I'm here for whatever you need. You're done dealing with us, now it's our turn. You just have to go out and get pampered."

"You are home MC, with your family"

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Little but sad. Lucifer big brother/mom

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soobibabe · 18 days

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only you chapter one

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pairings: chairman's grandson Taehyun, ceo!reader trope/genres: enemies/academic rivals to lovers, fake dating, forced proximity (?), not arranged marriage but something close enough perhaps? warnings: none for this chapter wink wink

"Whichever one of you gets married first, gets the company" Never in Taehyun's 23 years of living had he ever heard something more ridiculous. "What do you mean marriage? You said I was the heir no questions asked the last time we spoke." he tried to keep his tone calm, but every fiber of his being was engulfed by utter betrayal. Marriage? First of all, he's only 23. Secondly, he had never openly been in a serious relationship before. All his life he put every effort into work and what he deemed beneficial for his career growth, his grandfather knew this didn't he? It's been established that Taehyun was a workaholic since he could speak. "Well, my boy, I'm 76 now. I won't be getting any younger any time soon and neither will you. Before I come to the culmination of my life, I'd like to send lineage off well. My daughters all have their own... pursuits. I'd like to see my grand follow an ever better path. For the four of you, I'd like to see you succeed beyond just work life."

Taehyun already knew all of this, his grandfather saw his kids' love lives crumble beyond his comprehension. Too caught up in work and greed that they neglected their partners. Yura (the eldest of the three) failed at three marriages altogether, Yuna (his mother, the middle child) was too busy with her corporations to tend to her husband or son, and Yejin (the youngest) was unsure if she was even attracted to many anymore after her ex-husband. What Taehyun didn't expect, or better yet underestimated, was his grandfather's determination to get him to open his heart to someone. It'd been written in stone that Taehyun would inherit the company, so is this some sort of bluff? Taehyun is the eldest grandchild, the smartest academically, most responsible, and more importantly, the chairman's favorite. "Whatever" Taehyun begins to walk off "We shall discuss this further at the next meeti-" his grandfather is cut off by a harsh slam of the door.

[one week later]

"You've sure got some sense of humor, Chairman Kang, but I'm afraid I'm lost. Why are we talking about this? I thought you came regarding last week's trade affairs?" he's not being serious, is he..? Oh but he is, Chairman Kang and my father have been business partners for as long as I've been conscious. However, right now, the man sounds absolutely unhinged. What does he mean by MARRY Kang Taehyun? As in my primary school, high school, and even university academic rival? I thought I was free of him since graduation. Like all enemies do, we promised to never willingly cross paths again outside of reunions, possible business endeavors, or events. Of course, to my father like many other things, this was a business opportunity. His daughter + possible heir of one of South Korea's biggest car companies = dollar signs beyond his imagination. Before I could say anything further, I was dismissed? ME? FROM MY OWN MEETING? Defeated, I make my way outside with my head facing the floor when the unthinkable happens. I bump head-first into the infamous Kang Taehyun. If that wasn't humiliating enough, he scoffs, pays me no mind, and walks off as though I wasn't there from the start. "fuck you too" I mumble to myself. "I'm sorry, can you repeat I didn't quite catch that" he's behind me. not just behind but pressed against me, my back to his chest. "Now you know how to say 'sorry' ?" "Yeah, your turn." "What?" "You heard me, say it." "Say what? sorry? why would I?" is he insane... "For one, you bumped into me. Two, you swore at me. and three, I'd say that was a pretty rude first impression after not seeing each other for so long, Ms. L/N" he hasn't changed one bit. "Goodbye, Kang Taehyun." I turn around, flipping him off in response, taking my leave. "I'll see you soon, y/n" huh? he'll see me soon? he's out of his mind.

It seems as though I am the only sane one here. And by here I mean in my Chairman Kangs house. In his living room. With papers held in front of me which read "marriage certificate", Kang Taehyuns signature at the very bottom. Allow me to elaborate, I was summoned here for another "meeting". This time I expected something out of the ordinary again, BUT NOT TO THIS EXTENT? Did I mention that Taehyun is here too? That's what the sly son of a bi- No. I should maintain my composure. "I'm sorry but isn't this a bit too soon chairman" I mutter through my teeth with the most unsettling smile I can muster.

"Your father and i have talked about it extensively, I assume he hasn't communicated it to you? the subject of the matter remains that Taehyun and you also uphold well-respected public images. The media would go feral if they found out there was something between you two and coincidentally, our companies launched a collaboration. What better PR than marriage?" he's got a good point, i guess. still, this is kang taehyun. i can't do that to myself? he's beautiful, sure but he's also insufferable. once was the bane of my existence. "y/n shall we continue this conversation privately?" there's a wide fake grin plastered across his face. "if we must, Mr. Kang" The chairman leaves, smirking to himself.

"You're actually following through with this Kang Taehyun?" this has to be another of his twisted games. "I don't doubt you've picked up on it already, yeah? My grandfather wants me married before he writes off his will. You're a smart girl, you understand how far I'll go for my work, right?" he's being... serious. "Still, what does that have to do with me?" "As far as my grandfather knows, you are the woman I've known more than half my life and happen to be one of his dear colleagues' only daughter. As ironic as the situation is to you and I, it makes total sense to him," Why does he always have to be so calculating "The marriage would benefit both parties and the people involved. Since we already established our relationship and views of each other, I don't have to pretend I love you to make this work and vice versa. So. what do you say?" "I say that you're an idiot. Unfortunately, my father is quite adamant about this and I'd have to put much more effort into changing his mind than what it would take to comply. Hence, I choose the latter." "That's all it took? i thought you'd put up more of a fight like the old days" "Some of us have matured, Kang Taehyun." "Anyhow, when's the wedding, Mrs. Kang" "Don't call me that. Furthermore, we have to discuss conditions first before any wedding discussion."

[2 weeks later] Kang Taehyun: We're going out tonight. You: that's how you ask a woman out? no wonder you're 23 and never had a girlfriend Kang Taehyun: How can we convince anyone that we're in love enough to get married if we've never once been spotted together? You: whatever. when and where? please say somewhere nearby I'm not interested in driving anywhere beyond the city. Kang Taehyun: Be ready by 7. Dont worry too much about the details, what kind of man would I be if I didn't pick my lady up? outgoing phone call... "7 pm Kang? Isn't that during your product launch event?" "My smart Fiancee's caught on," although his tone's condescending, the fiancee sounded almost endearing "You're my date. Wear something navy blue." he's never brought a date to any party, let alone a large event like this one. That's a lot of pressure to put on a woman.

"I'm gonna hold your hand on the entrance carpet where the photographers will be. Don't look too startled" Gee thanks for the heads up. what makes him think holding hands would make me falter? what am I, 13?

[the next day] timeline 432 new messages... 24 missed calls 1 new message from Kang Taehyun- Kang Taehyun: success ;)

A/N: I kid you not, this was only supposed to be pwp but then I got carried away and now I'm making a series... I'll be doing drabbles/requests for this story so feel free to send in ideas, I'll respond to ask many as I can!

#tomorrow x together #txt #taehyun #kang taehyun #smut #first storyline kinda nervy

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pedriswife · 1 year

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HI WHAT DO U THINK ABT WRITING SMUT ON PEDRI MAYBE FACE SITTING

𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐁𝐨𝐝𝐲 ☆ 𝐏𝐞𝐝𝐫𝐢 𝐆𝐨𝐧𝐳𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐳

TW: pure, filthy, smut 🫶🏼. I've done this in the form of a short blurb, couldn't think of a long scenario xo

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"Come on hermosa, let's try it out" Pedri pulled at your hand, trying to get you to move with him to your bedroom. You, however, stood in place somewhat unphased by his antics.

"Pedro, I'm not sitting on your face at 7 in the morning. I've gotta go to uni and dealing with a potential broken nose is beyond my qualifications" you snarked back, Pedri clearly testing your patience.

He didn't reply. Instead, he did what he does best. He started teasing the shit out of you. He came closer to you, nuzzling his face in your neck, pressing soft kisses around it, and then finally reaching your lips. The kiss was passionate; he softly nibbled at your bottom lip, as if requesting access. You obliged, and his tounge intruded the space immediately.

A soft moan escaped your lips as his hands reached down to your ass, giving it a light squeeze. His fingers lingered at the hem of your shirt, and as he felt you nod, he slipped the clothing off your body.

You pulled away from him and looked into his eyes. He had you; you were now fully persuaded. This time, it was you pulling him towards the bedroom and him following, a smirk covering his face.

"Excited, are we?" He quipped, enjoying the ego boost he just received from you complying to his mischief.

"I thought you were gonna use that mouth for something other than talking, Mr Gonzalez" you replied, shock visible on Pedri's face from your sudden burst of confidence.

"As you wish, hermosa," he said as you pulled him towards your bed, taking off his shirt in the process. He lied down, you on top of him, continuing your make-out sesh before getting started on the act.

He pulled you up gradually until you couldn't kiss anymore; his face already red and slight perspiration covering his forehead. He attached his fingers to your panties, looking into your eyes, asking for permission. You nodded and he pulled them aside, gliding over your already wet folds.

One of his fingers entered you, and a gasp left your mouth as it stretched you out. More moans started to spill from your mouth as he curled his finger up to hit your spot repeatedly, watching intensively, as your body responed to his touches.

Pedri finally decided to end the teasing and removed your panties completely, throwing them to the floor. As you held on the headboard of the bed, you slightly hovered over his face, his tongue already licking a stripe across your folds.

"Sit, don't fucking hover" he growled, grabbing your thighs and pushing you down completely, the sudden contact making you moan out loud. His tongue immediately got to work; he lapped up your juices and entered you, making you grind against his face.

As he continued, you gradually started to ride his face, enjoying the activity more than you thought you would. As he ate you out, his nose provided the extra pleasure by hitting against your clit, making your body shake even more.

You were approaching your high, the sound of your moans and Pedri's tongue at work being the only thing heard in the room. You came, things shaking and Pedri holding onto them as he continued, as you rode out your high. Your juices were dripping all over his face, and he was watching you through half lidded eyes, the smirk still evident on his face.

You got off, collapsing on the bed, having no strength at all to even get up. Pedri turned his face to you - "enjoyed that, huh?" - He said, watching your fucked out face.

You laughed and nodded, your eyes travelling down to his abdomen, where you were met with the sight of his boner.

"I guess I'm not the only one who enjoyed that, my love" you replied, inching your hand closer to where he needed you to be, desperately.

You two were not finished yet...

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A/N: hello anon, I know I said in the beginning this was going to be short but I guess not, I hope you all enjoy🫶🏼

Btw, do any of you remember when Cardi B had to take her bf to the hospital with a broken nose because she sat down on his face?😭

#fc barca #fc barcelona #pedri #pedri gonzalez #pedri x reader #pedro gonzalez #pedri imagine #pedri smut

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warnerisbetter · 11 months

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Busy

Kaz x reader smut

Warnings: smut, thigh riding

'What are you doing now?' You ask.

'Still working on an escape plan,' Kaz grumbles 'the same as when you asked me 2 minutes ago.'

'Sorry I'm just bored.'

'I can tell, you've gotten up to walk around 7 times in the last 15 minutes.' He says.

You walk over to him and sat on his desk.' You know what would keep me entertained?' you say with inncocent doe eyes even though you were suggesting something that definitely wasn't innocent.

'I'm busy.' He doesn't even look up.

'You can't take a few minutes off?'

'Anything I want to do with you would take a lot more than a few minutes.' That does all kinds off things to you. 'Then take longer off.' You shuffle closer to him, faces nearly touching 'you know you want to.'

He looks at you and you see his throat bob, you know he wants to but then he turns away and says 'I'm very busy.'

'Fine.' You say

'Fine? Fine what?' He asks.

'Fine you're busy I'll find another say tk entertain myself.'

'And how do you plan on doing that?' He raises an eyebrow.

'I'm don't really know but I'm sure my vibrator will be really helpful.' You say teasing him.

'Dont even think about it.' He says sternly.

'Why? You won't help me so I'll get off by myself.'

'Come over here.' He demands. You look at where he sits in front of his desk and tilt your head at his words. 'That was a command get over here.' This time you listen and walk over to him. He pulls you down onto his lap just before positioning you so you are straddling his good leg facing him. 'Ride.' He whispers into your ear then kisses your neck before turning back to his work.

You didn't need to be told twice slowly you started to move up and down on his leg feeling the friction on your clit. You continue to increase your pace while releasing sighs and small moans.

'Enjoying yourself love?' Kaz teases after a few minutes. All you can responed with is a breathy moan. While you are riding his thigh he starts to bounce his leg making you feel even better. Soon you feel your orgasm build up inside of you, you moans get louder and your thrusts get more rapid.

'Let go darling.'kaz whispers into your ear. His voice and closeness sends you over the edge and you let out one last moan and throw your head back.

'That's it.' Kaz eases you.

He kisses your temple 'maybe I do have time now.' He says and you already know what's coming, you get off his and lead him to your bedroom....

#books and reading #book boyfriend #headcannons #six of crows #kaz brekker #smut #kaz brekker smut #kaz x you #shadow and bone #freddy carter

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ykwrites · 1 year

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Fired- Ukai x reader

Pairing: Ukai x fem!reader.

Warnings: Descriptions of sex, no use of protection.

Rating: NSFW

MASTERLIST

Evenings at the store were... uneventful, just a few highschool students passed by to get drinks or snacks before heading to the library after class.

It wasn't your dream job by any means, but it lasted only about three hours long if your boss didn't take too long coaching Karasuno's volleyball team and it paid okay (as okay as it could, being so easy and giving you the freedom to even study if you had no costumers)

You were in college, this little job helping you buy the few useless things your family rightfully refused buying for you.

It was a thursday evening, 5pm to be exact, your stupid economics book lying on the counter in front of you, so boring it could kill.

As background noise there was Shoyo, rummaging through bags of chips like a desperate child, making it impossible for you to concentrate.

''Hinata, pick one already''you urged.

''Sorry!''he said, peeking from behind the snack shelf with an enthusiastic but still apologetic smile.

''What are you doing here anyway? I can´t imagine you missing practice on purpose''

Shojo was obsessed with volleyball, passionate.

''There wasn't practice today, and the team wanted to go home already''putting three bags of chips on the counter, he explained, a pout clear on his lips.

Huh, weird.

Ukai said he WAS going to practice that day, he wouldn't have asked you to go to work if he wasn't.

Maybe he had plans he didn't want to tell.

A date?

The sole thought sent cold shivers down your spine, hopefully it wasn't for a date.

I should explain now, that the money this job paid wasn´t the only reason why you decided to work there. Maybe Ukai's presence had a bit to do with it.

''Y/n?''Shojo shook his hand in front of your face, making you snap out of it ''You okay?''

''I just... spaced out''you explained ''4,50''

Nodding, the little tangerine searched his pockets for the money, getting distracted when the door opened.

The smell of smoke instantly filled your nose, followed by a very deep and stoic voice.

''Hinata, what are you doing here?''

''Coach!''Shojo responed, smiling ''I'm buying chips''

''Go home, it's late''the blonde spoke, demanding, his presence making you melt with every step closer he took.

Instead of saying anything back, Shojo nodded, put money in your hand and quickly left, running out like he was scared for his life.

For a moment, the store fell silent, Ukai calmly walked around to check that everything was okay, and you decided to pretend you were extremely concentrated on your book, because otherwise you would be eyeing him down.

He was so ridiculously hot, blonde hair tucked back with his signature black band and a loose white shirt on, the first few buttons undone. This outfit was... too formal for him, he usually wore hoodies with the store´s apron on top.

Did he really go on a date? why else would he lie about where he was going?

Even more so dressed that way...

''Whatchu' looking at, kid?''he asked.

O shit, you were eyeing him down.

Pretending not to care, you rolled your eyes, annoyed at the stupid nickname he always used. He was only four years older and acted like he was 90.

''Just how ugly you look''you lied, making him laugh.

''You're the only one who said that today''he sat on a small stool near the soda fridge, fixing his hair.

If it wasn't impossible, you would think he was trying to make you jealous.

''Someone told you that you look good? tell them to get their eyes checked''

''Will do, I don´t think she'll change her mind tho''

SHE?

Definitely a fucking date, and you couldn't demostrate how much it bothered you.

Knowing you had no right to be even sligthly mad about this, but still being furious and annoyed, you closed your book and started gathering your things to leave. Trying to look as calm as you could, if he was there, your shift was over.

''How was the day?''he quickly changed the subject, his tone still playful ''Lots of costumers?''

He knew the answer to that.

''The usual''your voice was dry but careful not to express emotion.

To be honest, you had never shown Ukai any romantic or physical interest, but he was so out of your league it scared you to confess or make advances. Also, he always called you ''kid'' and pointed out how young and naive you were.

After a while of working with him, you got used to the idea of admiring him from afar, but didn't consider the obvious possibility of him getting a girlfriend.

You just had to get over it, leave your crush in the past and see him as what he was, your boss.

''I´ll head out, you need me to come back tomorrow?''you said, putting on your coat,

''As always, why you ask?'' he looked confused.

''Nothing''

''Okay, see you tomorrow then''

''At what time? wouldn't want you to be late for your date''you thougt, but didn't say it.

Your footsteps towards the door were extremely loud, a tense feeling of jealousy and embarrassment flooding your senses.

As soon as cold air hit you, you cursed in between your teeth. The walk home felt longer than usual, with more overthinking than actually walking.

Of course, your feelings towards Ukai were destined to end or be kept in your fantasies forever.

You couldn't complain, you weren't entitled to anything and you were too much of a coward.

That night, you closed your eyes wondering how that woman he was dating must've been feeling, how she felt when his hands touched her, rough and sweet at the same time, demanding.

And his lips... probably soft, tasting of cheap cigarettes, leaving marks to dominate and show she belonged to him.

Oh, what wouldn't you give to feel all of that yourself.

The next day your alarm ringed too early, leaving you plenty of time to overthink while you showered, had breakfast and tried to study for a few hours before having to head out to work.

Before leaving, you looked in the mirror, fixing the short, black pleaded skirt you put on because it was warmer outside.

As always, a short glimpse of hope made you wish he would notice your outfit. (too revealing to work in a small convenience store)

On your way, you crossed paths with a couple of Ukai's students who greeted you enthusiastically, dressed in their sport's uniform.

A couple of them went out to buy drinks for the whole team before friday's practice every week, so it wasn't weird seeing them walk back to the school with bags.

What was weird that day, was Ukai sitting behind the counter with his apron still on, crossed legs up on the counter, leaning back on the chair while lazily smoking instead of ready to leave quickly.

''Hey''he greeted, still not moving.

''Hey''you said, walking past him to leave your things in the back, assuming he would leave right when you got out.

''We have to restock the gum''

''Okay, I´ll get to it after cleaning''

And, he was in the same exact position when you appeared with the broom in hand.

''Don't you have practice?''

''The boys wanted to have a day for themselves''

''And you let them?''you asked, even more confused but trying to look uninterested.

''Well, I have more interesting things to do''

''I thought the interesting plan was yesterday''

''Yesterday?''

''Mhm''avoiding his gaze, you started cleaning the first aisle ''I would think that going on a date is way more exciting than being here, or at practice''

A small laugh escaped his lips, choked.

''If you consider having lunch with my grandma a date, I guess you´re right''

Upon hearing his words, you froze in place.

His grandma?

Before your brain could elaborate, or even realize how stupid and out of proportion your reaction was, he said something, something you would never have expected to hear from him.

''Is that why you got so mad yesterday?''he asked, playful ''because you thought I went on a date?''

This shit had to be a joke, not real, so you promptly ignored him, back turned to pretend you didn´t hear anything.

''How rude of you, not responding to your boss''

What the fuck was happening? Why was he acting like this?

''It was a stupid question''desperately trying to control the situation, you spoke, turning to look at him.

Ukai´s face was easy to read, showing how much he enjoyed himself, arms crossed and a smug smile on his lips.

''Then answer''he dared, standing up.

''I don't care what you do on your free time''

''What a bummer''

He huffed and you looked at him wide eyed, what did he mean by that? This was certainly new, and it didn't make any sense, bizarre and out of place, because in the couple months you had worked for him, he never acted this way.

Ukay was usually a serius, kind of dry and tired man, he probably had cracked two or three jokes in the time you had known him, but never this way.

''Ukai, what do you mean?''you asked, now seriously wondering if the man in front of you was a clone and not the actual Ukai.

Your question seemed to break his facade, making him look away and nervously fix his hairband, letting out a frustrated curse that you couldn't quite hear.

''Nevermind, I was messing with you''he said, quickly getting in the back.

Intuition told you he was lying, and with the urge to find out what all of this was, your feet moved on their own, following him.

Ukai stood with his hands resting on the small table he had full of bills and random paper, cheeks furiously red, even more when he saw you there.

''How rude of you, not responding to your employee''you joked, trying to ease his nerves(and also yours)

''I...played a dumb prank on you, it was inappropriate''now he acted like himself ''I´m sorry if I made you uncomfortable''

''You didn't make me uncomfortable, but I am extremely confused''

''Forget it, kid, a prank doesn't need that much thought''

For some reason, you still thought he was lying, so in a desperate attempt to clear things up and annoyed because he used the little nickname, you walked towards him with an intimidating gaze, resting your hands on the table right next to his with a loud and determined thump.

If this was a prank, you had the right to get him back, and if it wasn't...well, you would NOT miss a juicy chance.

''Seems like you tried to make me jealous''squinting your eyes, you got real close to his face.

Ukai almost jumped back, but after a few seconds of hesitation, he stood his ground, eyes turning dark.

''What if I did?''he said, that tone of enjoyment from earlier coming back mixed with dominance.

There was no going back now, you had to take the fucking chance.

''Didn't take you for a man who gets all scared when a woman doesn't get that he is flirting''you teased.

''Stop trying to piss me off'' he was so close that the familiar scent of his perfume mixed with cheap tobacco flooded every inch of you,

''And what if I am? are you going to do something about it?''

In seconds, his left hand held your chin up, bringing you close to slam his lips against yours with such force it could leave bruises, however you didn´t care if your lips fell off after this, because you kissed Ukai.

This was the kind of kiss that leaves people gasping for air, panting for more touch.

''I knew you liked me''he said, smug, still holding your chin.

''Who said that?''you challenged, walking around the table to bump against him on purpose.

Ukai didn´t flinch but smiled, confidently placing a hand on your waist and the other just at the edge where your short black skirt met your thigh. Instinctively, you shivered, melting under his touch.

Before responding, his lips attacked yours again with burning hunger, getting you desperate on purpose.

''I know you wear these little things just to tease me''his hand traveled up your thigh, teasing.

''Took you long enough to notice''

''Oh''he chuckled, voice deep, his digits moving up to meet the edge of your underwear ''I noticed, every time''

Almost shivering from excitement, you kissed him again, biting his bottom lip to earn a delicious groan and a more adventurous hand placed on your clit teasingly. He didn´t put pressure but smiled down at you, sinister, waiting for you to beg.

His name fell from your lips like a silent prayer and he took it upon himself to make you suffer a little bit, moving his digits only a couple of times.

''What?''he asked, still smiling, aware of how he had you in the palm of his hand with such little effort ''why don't you tell me what you want?''

Waiting for a response, Ukai placed a slow kiss on your cheek, the closest he could to your lips without touching them. It was a clear way of demostrating how he could make you moan so easy, melt under his touch.

''Touch me''you asked, panting.

''Mhm''he nodded, devouring your lips one more time and finally moving his fingers against your heat with a rythm.

Small moans filled the room while he worked his magic, leaving your panties a soaking mess, sticky and warm.

A small knot formed inside you, brain going fuzzy and shockwaves travelling up and down your body. Desperate to feel closer to him, to feel more, you needed to kiss him again and palm his growing bulge. As a response he groaned again, grinding against your hand for a few moments until he unexpectedly took a step back.

''Get on the table''before you could protest, he spoke ''take off your panties first, leave the skirt on''

You more than happily obligued, throwing away a couple of papers and sitting, legs immediately open for him.

Ukai observed the mess he made, proud to see your blushing face and eyes asking him to fuck you senseless, his dick was about to explode, so before going back to kiss you, he took off every piece of fabric in the way, leaving just his shirt on.

Your eyes shoot open at the mouth-watering sight, thick and veiny, slightly bent at the tip, but he didn´t let you look much before he was already kissing you,left hand on your neck while the other teased your folds.

''You are such a good girl''he spoke, inserting a finger slowly ''Your pussy is clenching so much, like you want to cum just now, and I didn't even move''

His words were like a drug, addictive, tempting and a great way to make you go crazy when he finally moved his finger, bending it with the sole purpose of finding the sweetest spot inside you.

At this point you couldn't even kiss him, head thrown back at the pleasure and hips grinding to follow his movements.

Just when you thought things couldn't feel better, he added another finger without warning, making you gasp loudly as he scissored his fingers to stretch your soaking cunt.

''Ukai''you managed to say ''Oh god''

Concentrated on you, he just listened to your sweet and lewd sounds, leaving marks on every piece of skin his lips could find.

Tears pooled in your eyes, the pleasure being too much for you to handle, one hand gripping Ukai's arm for leverage when you finally unleashed with a big, breathy moan, almost a scream.

''Fuck''breathless, you spoke, feeling his hand slip out of you.

''You did so good for me''he said, stroking your cheek with a passionate kiss.

This moment as you came down from your high, your heart swelled up, because he was being so sweet, loving almost, clearly giving you time to recover and breathe before moving any further.

For a bit, Ukai just kissed your face and your lips gently, touching your body in more of a caring way.

''You wanna keep going?''he asked, not pushy but relaxed, the dominance in his voice now gone.

''Ukai''you said, propping yourself up enough to tangle your hands behid his neck and pull his face closer until his ear was next to your lips, close enough to whisper ''I want you to fuck me, hard''

This time, you were the one smiling playfully when his face turned all red and desperate, welcoming the furious slam of his lips against yours. It was inevitable, you lit a fire in him and he still took his sweet time kissing and touching you all over until he couldn't take it anymore and guided his member with your entrance, bottoming out in a sharp thrust that took every bit of air out of your lungs.

It definitely felt better than his fingers, and that's saying a lot.

Ukai wasted no time and with a low moan, he held your hips and moved fast inside you.

''You feel so good, fuck''he said, squeezing hard where he had his hands and desperately searching for your lips.

Hardly, you kissed him, back arching at the pressure and feeling of him inside you, reminiscing every time you had touched yourself thinking of this very moment, even more turned on now that the fantasy was way better than you imagined.

Ukai was good, rough just how you liked it, extremely good at finding the places that drove you both crazy.

Soon after you were clamping down on him, earning more of those deep moans you loved so much.

''Fuck, pretty, I´m going to cum''he warned, movements getting sloppy.

''Cum inside me'' you pleaded.

''You sure?''

''Please''

That's all he needed to hear, and in the blink of an eye, he bottomed out one last time to release his warm load inside your walls, hazily slipping out after.

Between shaky breaths and the sweaty mess you both were, you could feel his cum dripping out of you and onto the table to wich he gave a lazy smile.

''You look so pretty like this''he chuckled, setting himself between your legs again, hands lovingly on your waist.

''Well''you laughed, heart almost exploding at the sight of him all fucked out and also very pretty ''You look like a mess''joking, you fixed his hairband.

''All because of you''

''Mhm, if you say so''

''We should go out together''he said, leaving small kisses all over your face.

''Should've asked me out before this, I think you skipped a step''

''Are you rejecting me?''Ukai laughed.

''I can't reject my boss, wouldn't want to get fired''

''Not in a million years, baby, you could punch me and I still wouldn't fire your fine ass''

#ukai scenario #ukai x reader #ukai smut #hq smut #hq scenarios #hq headcanons #hq imagine #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu!!#haikyuu smut #haikyuu imagine #ukai keishin

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that-girl013 · 1 year

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Win the game for me-Eli Hale

Eli's Pov

"Dad!" I yelled out as I walked inside, coming home from school

"You know you don't have to yell, right?" Dad said

"Well, this is important" I said

"What is it then?" Dad questioned

"How do you tell if a girl likes you?" I asked. Of course, I was talking about my bestfriend Y/n, the girl I've been pinning over since 8th grade, but dad doesn't need to know that.

"If you're talking about Y/n, then she does" My dad said

"How'd you know I was talking about her" I questioned

"It's obivous, you look at her like she put the stars in the sky vise versa" He said

"Okay, I like her, but I don't think she likes me. If she doesn't and I tell her it will ruin our friendship" I say a little stressed out. I've been thinking about this for a while

"She does, don't you hear her heartbeat pick up everytime you touch her? I'm sure she also hears yours"

"Her heart beat could pick up because of anything" I said not beliving, making my dad roll his eyes

"Keep telling yourself that" My dad stated. Now it was my turn to roll my eyes

"Don't you have a lacrosse game to get ready for" My dad remined me. Without him I'd probally forget my own name

"I get to play tonight!" I said excited. It was very rare when I got to play. I wonder if Y/n is going. She normally goes to all my games.

"I heard, go get your stuff and I'll drive you down there" My dad smiled

---Time skip to right before the game---

3rd Person Pov

As Y/n walked into the feild she searched for Eli. Her bestfrined/crush. They had been bestfriends since diapers and Y/n has been pinning over him since the 8th grade. Y/n would soon find out Eli had been as well. As soon as Y/n spotted Eli she ran over to him.

"Hey, loser" Y/n said

"Hey, dissapoinment" Eli said back.

"I'm so excited to watch the game tonight. I get to see my favorite player play tonight, did you know that?" Y/n teased

"Oh yeah, and who is this favorite player" Eli responed going along with her. They worked so well together, always bouncing off what the other said, always being together, always worrying about the other. People who didn't personally know the duo would think they were a happy couple. But they weren't, regardless of what both of them wanted.

"Hmmm," Y/n pretended to think "I don't exactly know his name but he's really cute, great hair, number 11" Y/n said, making Eli's heart flutter

"Hmm, I think I know who that is" Eli said pretending to think as well

"Do you now" Y/n said

"Hale stop flirting with your girlfriend and get your ass on the feild!" Coach yelled

"I wish she was my girlfriend" Eli mumbled, but because Y/n was a werewolf she could hear

"What?" Y/n said in shock. Not that she didn't want that, it was just that she was suprised

"I-I well I shit I-" Eli started

"Forget it for now, win the game for me" Y/n said kissing Eli's cheek

Eli was blushing madly and nodded. He turned around and ran off into the feild.

Y/n's Pov

I was walking to the bleachers in shock. Did he really want to date me? I saw Eli's dad sitting with Sheriff Stilinski and made my way over there.

"Hi Mr.Hale, Sheriff" I greeted. The Sheriff smiled back and Eli's dad said,

"Hey, Y/n how are you?"

"I'm good how are you" I smiled, I've always loved Eli's dad.

"I'm good sweetheart" He said

Beacon Hills was winning, but Eli wasn't doing the best. Right now we needed one final point to win. Eli ended up with the ball and was just standing there

"Shoot it Eli!" I yelled. And that's exactly what he did. The crowd got up and cheered. I got up and ran towards Eli.

"You did it!" I said running into his arms

"Holy shit I did!" Eli said as he spun me in the air. Once he put me down we were just standing there, staring into each others eyes

"I meant it" Eli said

"Meant what" I replied

"About wanting you to be my girlfriend'' Eli said putting his hands on my cheeks. I let the biggest smile overtake my face. I nodded and kissed him. The kiss was full of love. It was like my lips were made for Eli's as clinche as that sounds. We pulled apart with even bigger smiles

"Does this mean you'll be my girlfriend"

''Yes, dumbass'' I said pulling him in for another kiss

I loved writing this so much. Eli is literally my new husband

Word Count: 825

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𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 43

A story of obsession, fear, and lust. You're a maid whose Masters forbid you in meeting their guests for the night but your luck runs dry when you run into them and catch the attention of Lord Hoseok himself. He's smitten from the beginning and thus, your fate has been decided.

Pairing: Yandere Vampire Hoseok x Fem/AFAB Reader

Word Count: 8,547

Warnings: 18+, Yandere, Obsession, Possessive, Angst, Fear, Blood, Biting, Dub-Con, Eventual smut

Will add or remove warnings based on what's in each chapter.

I do not condone the behavior being exhibited in my work. This is solely for entertainment purposes and I hope if any of you are ever in a situation like this that you have the chance and ability to run away from it. Take care out there.

DO NOT copy, edit, or repost my work anywhere.

Chapter 43 Warnings: Yandere, Possessive, Obsession, Drama, Stress, So Much Stress, Mentions of Abortion

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It's like lightning has struck you because you're ramrod straight and your nerves begin to tingle. You're too stiff to want to move but you know you have to.

"Minjeong," you say breathlessly and she nods. "Are you - you're the one that managed to escape."

Realization dawns upon her. "So wait. You do know about me?"

You nod your head. "I do I just didn't know your name." Your voice starts to raise in excitement.

She has to shush you gently with a finger to her lips. "Keep quiet. I don't want him to hear us."

"Oh," you say. "You're right. Right."

"Wait," she says.

She brings a finger up before walking over to the sinks and turning each of them on. The sound of rushing water fills the air and you know what she's trying to do.

Hoseok can easily tune in to hear this conversation if he wanted to. It's why she locked the bathroom door. Why she has the sinks running. To help give you some time just in case.

Your heart begins to race in nervousness. Gods this was really happening. What was the chance that this would happen to you? That you would run into Hoseok's ex. Is... is this why Hoseok was acting weird? Did he sense Minjeong?

"Do you smell it?" Taehyung asked.

Did they smell her? No doubt they'll be able to sniff her out and find her in here with you. Gods your nervous.

"Why? How?" You can barely formulate your sentences.

Minjeong comes back over to you and she looks just as nervous as you. "I-I'm here with a cousin of mine and I saw Hoseok before I could actually smell him. I overheard you saying you needed to go to the bathroom and I ran into the nearest one hoping you'd come in here." She smiles. "I was right to choose this one."

You frown. "Don't you have a restraining order on Hoseok? Why would you come here if that's the case?"

"It's... it's complicated," she says. "Trust me. If I would have known Hoseok was here I wouldn't have come here."

It still doesn't make sense to you. You would have suspected that she'd stay as far away from Hoseok's home and everything near it, but you won't question it further.

"If Hoseok finds you in here with me-"

"I know. I know." Minjeong says. "That's why I have little time with you and I want to get this out before he comes banging on the door." She drops her hands from your arms. "You know you're not safe with him, right?"

You nod your head.

Of course you know. Maybe in the beginning you didn't but now you do.

"You have the chance to leave now if you want. You're in the public eye. All you need to do is yell for help and it will come to you."

Your brows furrow the slightest bit. "It's not that easy."

"What's stopping you?"

What's stopping you? So much.

"My money. My sanity." You shake your head. "Everything I have is in his house." Namjoon.

Minjeong shakes her head. "If you don't make the move to leave now who's to say you'll ever have the chance to again?" She pauses. "Do you have any allies in the house?"

You nod your head. "Namjoon. Yoongi."

"Namjoon?" She sends a look of both disbelief and disgust your way. "There's no way Namjoon is an ally."

You look taken aback by her response. "Why wouldn't he be? Did you have any allies?"

She licks her lips in nervousness. "You just can't trust Namjoon. As for allies I had Yoongi. He's the reason why I was able to get out of that house in the first place. Hoseok doesn't know but he doesn't need to."

Yoongi helped her escape? You don't know why but you're shocked. Despite being so kind to you you thought the vampire mostly kept to himself. You didn't think any of the brothers would actually go against one another like this. Would Yoongi help you too or was this a one time thing? And what's her deal with Namjoon?

"I trust Namjoon with my life."

A sharp tsk comes from Minjeong. "Don't let him get into your head. He pretends to be a friend only to stab you in the back when you need him the most."

That didn't sound like your Namjoon.

Who are you to believe at this point? The man you've grown to love or a stranger whose only tie you have with them is through an obsessive man?

You step back from her a little - your defensive walls beginning to come up.

"Y/N." Minjeong grabs your attention that slipped from her grasp. "Don't let this opportunity pass you by."

There's a knock on the bathroom door that makes your heart nearly stop.

"Is it locked?" You faintly hear from the other side of the door. It's probably someone who also wants to use the bathroom.

There's a moment of silence before the door is pushed roughly but because of the lock it doesn't go very far.

"Y/N?" It's Hoseok.

You and Minjeong look at one another.

"This is your chance," she says. "I could help you."

She could but for some reason you shake your head.

"Y/N!" The door rattles harder to the point that the hinges squeak.

"Don't go back to him."

Your eyes begin to water the longer they remain open. Hoseok calls to you again but so does Minjeong. Your breathing picks up a pace as your hands begin to shake.

What are you doing? Why can't you run?

"Y/N?"

You can't tell who's calling to you. All you know is that you move from your spot to unlock the door and move out of the way as it swings open.

You see a gathering of people just behind Hoseok who looks at you furiously before worry overtakes his features. You step past him and towards Taehyung who grabs you by the shoulders and looks you over.

"Hey," he says. "Hey are you okay? Why are you crying?"

Wait. Why are you crying?

"Y/N."

Someone calls for you and when you turn around you see that it's Minjeong who looks at you in worry. Her hand is outstretched towards you but you can't take it.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Taehyung snaps.

"Y/N." Minjeong tries again.

Your view of her is blocked by Hoseok who covers you behind him.

"I knew I smelled you," he says.

Your heart beats painfully against your chest with every breath you take. Are you... are you about to have a panic attack?

"Step aside, Hoseok." Minjeong sounds so strong. Like she doesn't fear the man before you.

"What the hell is it that you want?"

"You can't keep holding her hostage. Not again. Not like me."

Murmurs sound out throughout the crowd that begins to swarm around you. You can hear some of the questions. What's going on? What is she talking about?

"This bullshit again?" Hoseok curses.

"This isn't bullshit, Hoseok. You know what you did and what you're doing to Y/N now."

"You don't even know her! Stop talking about her like you do."

Minjeong scoffs. "I'm not an idiot, Hoseok. You never changed. Tell me you aren't holding her hostage like you did me!"

"How about you tell us why you're here?" Taehyung bellows. "Last I checked you don't live around here."

"She said she was here with a cousin," you mumble.

"Minjeong doesn't have any cousins."

You freeze at Jungkook's response. "What?" You push Hoseok to the side to stare at his ex. "Minjeong?"

Her eyes are wide as she stutters a response. "S-Stay out of this, Jungkook."

"Don't tell my brother what to do." Taehyung bites back.

You feel like things are getting out of control. Why did Minjeong lie to you? What else could she have lied about? You know she escaped Hoseok - did Yoongi really help her? And the animosity she holds towards Namjoon. Why did she say those things about him?

"Why are you here, Minjeong?" Hoseok questions.

She bites her lip nervously before looking at the small crowd that has gathered to stare. Immediately she points towards Hoseok and yells in a shaky voice.

"Your Lord is not who he seems! He's holding this woman hostage! He did the same with me years ago. Don't trust him!"

Your heart feels like it's ready to burst free from your chest. Minjeong is doing what you're too much of a coward to do. She's pleading for help while you stand by with your lips sealed.

What should you do? Go along with her or stand by in silence?

The crowd around you grows larger until security gets involved and that's when you move. You're about to cross the space between you and Minjeong but Hoseok grabs your wrist tightly. You look up at him as he looks down at you. You watch the way his lips move in silence to tell you "Don't make me do it."

Don't make him do it. It takes you a moment to guess what he means by that but when it hits you it hits you hard. Don't make him control your mind. He promised he wouldn't control your mind again and he's trying his best not to now. If you so much as step out of line right now Hoseok can and will force you to stay with him. He's giving you an option right now. Something he's never given to you before. Now, will you go along with him or not?

There's a bit of a scuffle going on between Minjeong and an officer that grips her arm. She threatens to have him investigated if he hurts her but he pays her no mind. As for you, an officer approaches both you and Hoseok with a hand raised.

"My Lord I think it's best if you all come with me. There are some things we need to clear up here."

Despite looking upset Hoseok nods before bringing his hands up to your shoulders where he holds on to you tightly.

"I guess so," he says.

You follow after the guard as Hoseok walks close behind you - never missing the chance to hold you close to him. Minjeong is loud as she's being dragged away. She's dragging Hoseok's name through the mud while Hoseok himself remains silent by your side. Jungkook and Taehyung follow behind you all and you chalk up the calm feeling you you feel up to the latter who's doing his best to keep himself calm as well.

As you're walking Hoseok slips his hand into yours. When you look up at him you see that he has a cool front on. He doesn't seem concerned but when you squeeze his hand he looks down at you and gives you a smile. One that barely reaches his eyes.

"It's going to be okay," he says.

You don't know if he's telling you that or himself.

You all reach an office with security personale that move out of the way when they realize who is with the entourage. They bow in Hoseok's and his brothers' presence and eye the way your hands are laced together. Minjeong has stopped fighting but she yanks her arms away from the security holding her. Despite trying to put up a brave front she does look nervous. Her eyes shift around the room and down to you and Hoseok who stay close by each other. The sight of you two holding hands makes her brows furrow but before she can look into your eyes one of the security officers speaks up.

"Sorry to drag you guys away but a scene was being made and we can't have that here."

"No of course." Hoseok says. "We understand that."

The security officer clasps his hands together as he looks over you all. "Do you mind explaining what the problem was?"

Immediately Minjeong snaps. She points a finger at Hoseok and says "It's because of him. He's holding that woman hostage."

Everyone looks over to you and sees the way Hoseok releases your hand so he can wrap his arm around you to keep you close.

"This woman? Right here?" The security officer points you out.

Minjeong nods her head but you can see the officers aren't convinced.

"Just ask her and you will see."

All the attention is drawn towards you now.

You look around nervously and shake beneath their stares. You're growing nervous and Taehyung has decided to make no effort to calm you down. You're afraid to look his way because you imagine he must be staring you down. Waiting for you to slip up and give him a reason to hate you. Is Jungkook expecting the same or is he just as disinterested as usual. Hoseok, when you look up at him, he just smiles at you.

"Go ahead, baby. Tell them," he says.

He's expecting you to lie. He clearly has a lot of confidence in you to not speak the truth. Is it out of delusion or blind trust? Either way, you're growing more and more nervous.

If you speak the truth what would happen to you? It's not like you have a place to go without your money. You left everything back at Hoseok's. You doubt Minjeong would take you in. You two don't know each other like that. You don't even think you'd feel comfortable staying with her. Then there's Namjoon. You have some questions for him. Even Yoongi but if you leave now you'll never get them.

Without the answered questions it still stands that you have no where to go. Even with the money and that reality is settling in hard for you.

That stomach ache from earlier is starting to come back and it leaves you feeling nauseous.

"Y/N?"

You look over to Minjeong who gives you a look of desperation but your answer never comes.

"How about this," Another security officer starts to say. "Why don't you explain who you are ma'am and then we can go on from there."

He's asking Minjeong this and she looks affronted.

"Why do you need to know?"

"Well you're the one who caused the commotion. So please tell us who you are and what is your relation to these people."

She blinks a few times before speaking. "I'm Lee Minjeong. I'm a part of the Lee clan down South."

"The Lee clan?" An officer asks. "You're a little far away from home aren't you?"

You can see the way Minjeong clenches her teeth with the way her jaw works.

"That's besides the point. I'm here because of him." She points to Hoseok. "He's holding this woman hostage the same way he did with me years ago. I had to get a restraining order against him because of this."

"So wait," The first officer holds his hand up. "You have a restraining order against him which means he can only be a certain amount of distance away from you."

"100 feet." Minjeong says.

"100 feet. Okay. And you're claiming this woman here - what's your name," he questions you.

"Y/N." Your name leaves your lips softly.

"Y/N. You're claiming that Miss Y/N is being held hostage by Lord Hoseok who seems to know her very well judging by the way he's holding her."

Minjeong's brows furrow as a deep frown mars her face. "You're making it sound like she has a choice."

"You're making it sound like like she doesn't but all I see here are two consenting adults." The officer points a finger at Minjeong. "You said you have a restraining order against Lord Hoseok. So then why are you two here? Together?"

It's here that Minjeong chokes. She doesn't look so angry - doesn't look as sure of herself anymore. Her nostrils flare in slight irritation or is that nervousness? She swallows deeply and gives you a quick look that you don't know how to define as.

"Lady Minjeong?" One of the officers call for her. "Please answer the question."

She clenches her teeth together and works her jaw before balling her hands into fists. Looking down she licks her lips and speaks without making eye contact with anyone.

"I saw the articles about Hoseok and... and Y/N. About them being together." She looks up at the officer in front of her. "I know Hoseok. I know him better than most and I knew - I knew he was holding Y/N hostage. I had to find her. It took some time but I did and she admitted to me that she was in danger."

Everyone's eyes move over to you. Your face drops in surprise. You didn't admit to anything. Yeah you may have agreed to some of the things she said back in the bathroom but you didn't admit to anything.

"Honestly," Your attention is drawn over to the one female officer not looking at you but Minjeong. "It sounds like to me that Lord Hoseok is the one needing a restraining order."

"What?" Minjeong snaps.

The officer continues. "You stalked Lord Hoseok and his partner," she looks at Hoseok. "I presume?"

He nods his head.

"You stalked them and now you're trying to get in the middle. It sounds to me like you're just jealous."

"Jealous? Jealous?! I am far from jealous! This has nothing to do with jealousy. I'm trying to protect Y/N!"

"You don't even know her!" Hoseok bites.

Minjeong's hands come up to her hair in frustration before a thought comes to her. "You!" She points towards Hoseok then at the officers. "You're controlling their minds. Don't let him control your minds!"

The officer before her huffs a laugh. "No one is controlling anyone's mind here."

"Y/N." She looks back at you. "You know the truth. Come on please. Speak up."

You're having a hard time maintaining eye contact with her. What you wanted is happening here right now so why aren't you speaking up?

You do have to say you're a little speechless. Minjeong was spying on you? You just met her and to know she lied to you about everything? You guess you would have lied too if it meant you could help someone.

Hoseok's arm around you feels like a weight. Like a warning that if you step out of line he'll control you again. You don't want that, but right now Minjeong is looking like an idiot the longer you stay quiet. The officers are clearly showing a bias here. They're taking Hoseok's side without outright saying it and twisting Minjeong's words.

To be honest you're a little scared right now because despite knowing you have no where to go if you speak up you also know that no one will take your side. The officers have made it clear that they're on their Lord's side and not the victim's. No one will believe you. No one but Minjeong whose family was paid to keep quiet.

You grab your stomach with both hands as the sudden need to gag hits you.

"I think I'm going to be sick."

Quickly the female officer moves to grab the small trash bin near the door. She pushes her way between you all so she can hold it near you.

"Let everything out if you have to," she says.

Your nostrils flare as you try to breathe evenly but it's coming and it's coming fast.

Leaning over you begin to vomit. It rushes out of you quickly from both your nose and mouth. You can feel Hoseok pull your hair back as you throw everything up.

You didn't eat that much for breakfast so what mostly comes up is acid. It burns the back of your throat and the acrid smell just makes you more nauseous. You vomit and vomit until all that's left are dry heaves and a cramping stomach.

"Get her a bottle of water and some tissues." You hear an officer say.

Hoseok gently massages your back and asks if you're okay. You can only grunt in response as you're handed a box of tissues.

You grab a few to wipe your mouth and blow your nose. The feeling of vomit mixing with your mucus is disgusting but you have to get it all out.

"I'm sorry," you say.

"No no. You're okay." The female officer says.

You're handed a bottle of water you open up and take a swig of to rinse your mouth. You spit it out before taking another mouthful and drinking it down. The cold water feels like a blessing to your throat but it makes your stomach cramp. You wince at the feeling as your fingers dig into your stomach to help stave off the pain.

"All good?" Hoseok asks you.

You nod your head and the officer removes the trash bin from your sight.

You feel a little better now but you still have the lingering feeling of nausea. It's not as strong now that you threw up but some bit of it remains. Because of it you temporarily forgot about why you were here with all these people. It's now that you wish you were preoccupied with something else so that you wouldn't have to deal with the real issue at hand.

You look at Minjeong and you wish you were just as brave as her. Maybe once upon a time you would speak out but you realize that over time you've been made into a coward. You would love to escape but you don't think it's the right time. Or at least it won't be for a while. The sudden realization of that hurts you and you think Minjeong sees that because she gives you a look of worry.

"Don't," she says lowly.

You shake your head. "I want to go home."

Her eyes shut momentarily before she looks at you again. "Don't. Please."

"She wants to go home." Hoseok says. "You heard her."

You don't hear how smug you know he must be feeling. He plays the part of a concerned lover so well.

"I thinks it's best that we should leave." Taehyung says. "Why don't you stay out of our lives. For good now."

Minjeong squares her shoulders while flexing her jaw.

"Would you like for us to call the police to press any charges, my Lord?"

Your attention snaps to the officer who spoke before looking at Hoseok. Your captor stares at you and watches the way you shake your head.

"Don't," you say. "Just let it go."

Hoseok just stares at you with an unreadable expression and you're worried he might go against you but then he smiles.

"I'll let things slide. For now." He looks at Minjeong. "Do me a favor and leave while you still can."

Minjeong swallows deeply.

Before anyone can say anything else, Jungkook leaves. Taehyung follows after him and Hoseok does as well but not before bidding the officers farewell. You hesitate a moment before leaving as well.

Gods you're a coward. You've always sworn you would be able to escape but once the opportunity was finally presented to you you came up with a million excuses as to why it wouldn't work out. Excuses they were but you know you were right to walk away. It's so easy to formulate plans but for them to actually follow through - that would be the hard part. It doesn't stop your eyes from getting watery.

No one says a word as you four leave. You prefer it that way. You just want to stew in the silence. Accept your fate.

As you near the Macy's you hear a call of your name. You turn around to see Minjeong standing a few feet away from you. She's standing there with a menacing look directed at Hoseok and his brothers but when she looks at you her expression softens.

You're thinking of asking her what was wrong but something compels you to walk towards her. Hoseok's hand on your shoulder stops you but you're quick to shake it off.

"Give me a minute," you say and surprisingly he lets you go.

You walk over to Minjeong and give her a sorry look. You want to apologize but she just shakes her head.

"It took me a while," she says.

You don't get what she means until she reaches for your hand to hold tight.

"Don't let it be your last."

You feel something in your hand and hold it tight when she releases you. You want to see what it is but you don't dare look.

She gives you a smile before walking away.

You ball your hands into fists and feeling whatever is in your hand crumble up. It must be a piece of paper. In a nonchalant manner you slip your hands into your pockets and leave them there as you turn around to face Hoseok. He's frowning but he doesn't seem to suspect anything.

When you near him again he stretches his hand out for you to grab and you take it. Leaving behind whatever it is Minjeong gave you deep in your pocket. You'll have a look at what it is later when no one is around to watch you.

When you all return to the car you have to close your eyes and breathe. The sound of doors slamming shut around you makes the nausea from before slowly come back and it makes you a bit antsy.

"Are you okay, my love?" Hoseok asks. "How are you feeling?"

You grunt. "Feel sick."

"Again?" It's Taehyung who speaks. "You threw up a lot already." He hums to himself. "Maybe the events from today was too much."

"Maybe you have the stomach flu." Jungkook adds on.

You're grateful he isn't referring to you as an it like he would have before.

"I was feeling just fine earlier. Maybe it's nothing."

Jungkook shrugs. "Maybe."

A long pause of silence presents itself as the car starts up and Jungkook makes his way out of the parking lot. When he turns his head around to back out of the spot he gives you a quick onceover and hums.

"What," you ask.

"You look like shit."

"Thanks for that, I guess."

Hoseok brings a hand to the back of your head and scratches your scalp.

"We'll take you home now so there's no need to worry."

You moan in pain as your stomach cramps up. "Feeling sick again."

"We don't have anything in here to help you out." Taehyung says. "You'll just have to let Kooky know when he needs to park for you to vomit."

"Don't vomit in my car. Please."

You have half a mind in doing just that right here right now but you won't. You don't think you'd be able to handle the smell on the ride home.

"Do we need to take you to the hospital?"

You look over at Hoseok that looks at you in concern before shaking your head.

"I'll be fine. I just need bed."

"A visit to the hospital wouldn't be a bad one." Taehyung chimes in. "They'll at least give you what you need so you can get better."

You groan but it's because you know he's right.

"I'll take you to the hospital." Jungkook says. "Maybe it'll make you stop moaning and groaning."

There's a kick to the back of Jungkook's seat from Hoseok who chuckles.

"Be nice, Kooky."

The youngest doesn't say anything back but you know he wants to.

You rest your head on the window as you look off into the distance. With the car moving you have to keep your eyes open because with every sway it triggers your nausea.

Why are you feeling like this? You were just fine earlier. You think maybe because of the stress it must have triggered everything. First the fight with Hoseok and then the run in with Minjeong. Finding out Minjeong was stalking you but you know she did it for the right reasons. Today was too adventurous for you. That's for sure.

Hoseok holds your hand in his before turning it over. His fingers run over your wrist until he finds a spot and presses into your flesh. It's a steady amount of pressure he provides and you turn your head to give him a questioning look.

As if sensing your eyes on him he looks up at you and smiles before looking back down.

"Acupressure for nausea."

You hum before looking out the window.

You try not think about any of the stressors in your life to avoid triggering your nausea and vomiting again. It's a little easier said than done with you being in the car with your captor and his brothers one of which you still believe dislikes you. No matter what anyone says.

The car ride is quiet save for the low music that plays and the occasional talk between Taehyung and Jungkook. They talk about Jimin's birthday, new games that are coming out and mundane things about life. What they don't talk about is Minjeong and you suspect they will but behind Hoseok's back. For now though she's the farthest from their minds.

After a while you reach a large hospital that you realize isn't that far from the house. It has a beautiful garden up front in the middle of a roundabout. If it weren't because you feel sick you would have checked them out to see which flower is what.

Your eyes trail up to see the sign 'Emergency' written in large, red letters above double doors that open when approached.

As you and Hoseok undo your seatbelts Taehyung turns around to look at you.

"Call us when you need a ride."

Hoseok smiles. "Will do."

Your stomach begins to cramp again when you exit the car. Digging your fingers into your flesh you wait for Hoseok to come around and urge you forward with an arm around you.

The air from inside the hospital is on full blast and it makes you tremble when you get inside. Everything looks new to you though as you've never been to a hospital before. Only once to help that woman who escaped her brother but you never really had a chance to look around. Your sheltered life at the Baek's made that whatever you do know about the outside world was through movies and online shows. It's a bit startling honestly. Despite missing your old home you can't help but to be thankful that you've been allowed some time out thanks to Hoseok and his brothers, but you're not about to admit that out loud.

You walk to the front desk where a young receptionist whose eyes widen a bit when she sees Hoseok. She stands to bow and the other receptionist next to her gives her a weird look but says nothing.

"Lord Hoseok," she chirps. "What can I do for you today?"

He gives her a small smile to which she smiles back before sitting down.

"My partner has been sick," he says. "She's been nauseous and throwing up."

Now that she hears this she gets to work. Asking for your name and date of birth. She types some more and after a minute she asks for your wrist. When she does you give her a confused look before you realize that she's going to tag it. After she puts it on you look at it to see it has your information on it.

"You can have a seat. You will be called shortly."

By shortly she means an hour later. At some point Hoseok had to get you a vomit bag because you needed to throw up again. It wasn't a lot this time unlike when you were at the mall. Your stomach still cramps and the longer you wait out in the waiting room the more anxious you grow and the more you become nauseous.

Thankfully you are called back and get your vitals taken. Everything seems normal and afterwards you meet with a nurse who wants to put you on IV fluids. You give her a look that Hoseok catches on to. He's standing by your side on the hospital bed you're sitting on and begins to rub your back gently.

"Have you ever gotten a needle," he asks.

You shake your head no to which he smiles.

"It'll be a small pinch. Nothing too bad."

When the nurse comes back she has everything and gets to work. You watch as she ties a tourniquet around your arm and checks for a good vein. You're starting to feel anxious and can feel the way your heart beats painfully. When she finds one she likes she preps the needle and brings it close to your arm but before she can dig it in your head grows light and everything goes black.

You don't know what happens after that. You just know that when you wake up you're lying out on the bed with a worried Hoseok by your side.

"Hey baby," he says with small smile.

You look around confused and down at your arm where you feel something cool going into it. You see that you're hooked up to an IV bag and the cool feeling is from the liquid seeping in.

"What happened," you ask.

Hoseok goes to ease you back down when you try to sit up.

"You fainted." He huffs a small laugh. "I think you getting your first needle did it for you."

"Oh." You don't know what else to say but that.

"Just relax." Hoseok says. "I'll see if I can find your nurse."

He stands up to leave the room and when the door shuts behind him you sigh.

Your hand rubs your belly. It still aches but you don't have the need to vomit. You don't know if the nurse gave you anything for it while you were knocked out but if she did you're thankful for it.

You look back down at your arm and stare at the sliver of the needle that sticks out and how it's attached to a plastic piece that's connected to the IV tube. You make a face at it and settle back down onto the thin pillow that's placed beneath your head.

It takes Hoseok a while to return but when he does he comes in with a smile.

"She'll be right in in a moment."

You hum as he sits down on the bed next to you.

He grabs your hand and massages your palm. He looks down at you and you can tell he's trying to not look so worried. You sigh again and it makes him look at you.

"You okay," he asks.

You shrug. "I guess."

"You really had me worried for a second there. I was already worried you were sick but when you fainted I couldn't help but to freak out." He nibbles his bottom lip before pushing your hair behind your ear. "I still am worried."

"I'll be okay I'm sure. It's probably just stress."

"Probably."

There's a knock on the door and you peek around Hoseok to see that it's the nurse.

"Hey there, honey." She comes around to stand by your side. "Before putting the IV in I drew some blood so that's in the lab right now."

You nod your head.

"The doctor will be in to see you shortly but is there anything else I can do for you?"

You think on it before shaking your head. "Not really."

She smiles. "Okay. If you do need anything please let me know. My name is Dawn and like I said the doctor will be in shortly."

She gives you one last smile before heading out.

For the time it takes the doctor to come you and Hoseok stay in silence. He wanted you to close your eyes and relax which you did as he played with your hand. Soft and gentle touches running up and down your arm as your body goes lax. When the doctor does come you open your eyes and welcome him in with a small smile.

"Hi. Y/N?"

You nod.

"It's nice to meet you. I'm Dr. Callahan. So what brings you in today?"

You try to sit up but Hoseok urges for you to stay lying down. You don't try to fight him but it doesn't stop you from sighing.

"My stomach has been cramping and I've been throwing up."

"How long have you been like this?"

You shrug. "For a few hours? I was fine this morning."

"Anything you ate?"

"She didn't eat that much today." Hoseok chimes in.

Dr. Callahan nods. "Are you sexually active?"

Your head jerks back a bit in surprise but you shouldn't be you guess. He is a doctor asking reasonable questions. It doesn't stop the heat from creeping up your neck.

"Yes."

"Okay. Have you had a pregnancy test done?"

Your eyes widen as your mouth slowly hangs ajar.

There was no way in hell. No way in hell you were pregnant. Right?

You shift your sights over to Hoseok who has a look of subtle surprise but nothing more nothing less. It's not helping the way your anxiety is starting to spike up.

"I um," you start. "I - no. No I haven't."

The doctor nods. "Okay that's fine. We can do one for you now. All we need is a little bit of your urine and we can get a result within minutes for you."

"Okay." The word leaves you in a shaky manner.

When he leaves to retrieve a cup for you you look at Hoseok with wide eyes that scream discomfort.

"There's no way I'm pregnant," you say.

He squeezes your hand in what you assume to be comfort.

"We don't know that yet."

"No Hoseok. I am not pregnant."

There's no way. You couldn't be. You'll never be. It's already bad enough you're in the predicament you're in with Hoseok who just so happens to be your kidnapper but to have a baby by him too? Gods you think you're about to have a panic attack.

"If you aren't then good but if you are," Hoseok shrugs. "We'll deal with it."

You sit up quickly and your stomach cramps because of it.

"I don't want to deal with it." You're beginning to tremble with nerves. "I can't be pregnant."

"Shh baby. Hey." He brings a hand up to your cheek and caresses it with his thumb. "We'll get through this. It's going to be okay."

He doesn't seem to get the severity of the situation but then again he isn't you. He wasn't kidnapped and forced into a certain life by someone. It's terrifying to think about even more so with knowing you just might be carrying his child.

You're not fit to be a mother. Maybe some day but today is not that day.

Swallowing your spit is getting hard when it grows viscous with your nerves. The feeling to vomit doesn't come but something akin to nausea does hit you. You're even growing a bit lightheaded.

"You need to calm down, Y/N. If you don't you're going to faint again."

You know he's right and so you try to take deep even breaths. It still doesn't change the fact that you're a bottle of nerves. Filled to the brim with anxiety.

There's a knock on the door and it opens to reveal the doctor with a little cup in his hand.

"Alright so I just need you to pee in this. It doesn't need to be a lot. Just a little bit."

The door opens again and in walks in Dawn. She smiles at you.

"I'll run the test on it when you're done," she says.

You're hesitant to take the cup but you know you need to do this. You have to do this. For peace of mind.

Hoseok helps in easing you up off of the bed along with the nurse once the doctor leaves. She says she'll take you to the bathroom and encourages him to stay in the room, but there's a hesitancy about him. Like he's not sure if he should leave you alone with the nurse. His hands come together in nervousness and he looks at you with pleading eyes. You know what he's asking for. For you not to slip up and fuck his whole life over.

After today you don't think you'll be leaving any time soon. After the incident with Minjeong you were left feeling like you have no place to go and then you're reminded of something. In your pocket is something Minjeong slipped to you. When you go to the bathroom you'll check to see what it is.

You nod towards Hoseok as a way to let him know things will be okay. He seems to release the tension in his shoulders a little as the nurse leads you out of the room.

You drag along the stand the IV fluid hangs from as you hold the cup in a death grip. You're far beyond nervous right now and you're afraid the result might be that you are pregnant. What are you going to do then? There's no way Hoseok would allow for an abortion will he? He's controlled your life in every other aspect you wouldn't doubt he would control your pregnancy as well.

"Here we are." The nurse says. "I'll be waiting for you right here."

You thank her before entering the bathroom and closing the door behind you.

You sigh as you place the cup down on the edge of the sink. The first thing you do before bringing your pants down is dig into your pocket. You fish out a folded piece of paper. It's what Minjeong passed to you before she left and you hurriedly unfold it to see numbers. Not just any set of numbers. It's her phone number.

You close your eyes in relief. You didn't know what to expect but now that you see it you're happy. Without hesitation you pull out your phone and enter the number on it. You hope Hoseok doesn't go through it but just in case you don't put her name. You think on what to put as you look around you. When your eyes draw to the cup an idea hits you and you're quick to write the name Dawn. If he were to ever ask you who Dawn was you'll say it's the nurse from the hospital. That you exchanged numbers because she was really nice to you. That's all.

You quickly discard the piece of paper and lie your phone next to the cup before pulling your pants and underwear down to pee.

Nothing comes out at first and you have to turn the faucet on to get the urge going. You take the cap off of the cup and stare at it, letting the sound of rushing water get to you until you finally have the urge to pee.

You slip the cup beneath you and get what you can before finishing in the toilet and cleaning up. You wash your hands and wrap the capped cup in a paper towel, turn off the faucet and grab your phone to slip it into your pocket. You're done, you're set and exit the bathroom to see Dawn waiting for you just like she said.

She smiles. "All done?"

You nod your head and give her the cup.

The two of you walk down the hall towards your room seemingly calm but your heart is beating a mile a minute. Fingers crossed you're not pregnant because you don't know how you're going to deal with that.

When you open the door you see Hoseok who fidgets with his fingers. He looks just as nervous as you but he does his best to hide it when he sees you.

He stands and pulls you into his arms where he hugs you gently and kisses your forehead.

"The test will take a few minutes. Once I have a result I'll let you guys know."

You give a soft "Okay" and watch as she departs.

Behind the closed door Hoseok kisses your forehead again and urges you to look up at him with a hand to your chin.

"Your heart beat," he says.

You know what he means by it. He can hear how nervous you are.

"It's going to be okay. If you aren't pregnant then good but if you are we'll deal with it, okay?"

You nod your head though what you want more than anything is to not deal with it. You think of bringing up getting an abortion but you're afraid of what he might say. So you stay quiet for your sake.

A few minutes turn to more and more turns to almost an hour. You were told the pregnancy test would only take a few minutes but now you're left feeling nothing but dread because you have yet to receive an answer. You can't sit still and you're stomach is starting to cramp again. Hoseok had to retrieve you a clean throw up bag because the nausea is starting to creep up again. Gods this doesn't help. You want to be put out of your misery right now because you can't keep dealing with the wait.

Almost on the dot of another hour does Hoseok sit up in his seat and looks at the door. When he does you look at the door expectantly until there's a knock. The door opens to reveal Dawn and she has a sorry look on her face.

"I'm so sorry it took so long. We had a bit of an emergency that took up our time."

You shake your head. "No no. It's okay." You're a restless mess but you can't fault her for this.

"So I got your results."

Hoseok reaches for your hand and you find yourself holding him tight.

"You're not pregnant."

Like a huge weight being lifted off of your shoulders you sigh in relief. You look at Hoseok who sighs as well but he doesn't make a big show of it like you do.

Dawn smiles. "As for your blood everything is looking good."

"Then what's causing the stomach issues," you ask.

"Have you been under any stress lately?"

That's the million dollar question.

Of course you've been under stress and after things having been calm for a few weeks the issue with the letter and then Minjeong things got a little out of control. So you nod.

"A little bit."

"Well that can be causing it. When you leave we'll give you some scripts to take to the pharmacy for both the stomach pain and the nausea."

You nod again. "Okay."

Okay. You breathe another sigh of relief and let the nurse handle everything that needs to be done. She asks if you're still having issues with your stomach pain now that she sees you with another throw up bag. You say yes and she's quick to issue another dose of medicine to cool it down along with something for the nausea. When she leaves to check on your discharge paperwork Hoseok squeezes your hand and you look over to him.

"We need to get you on birth control," he says.

Your brows furrow a little at the prospects of getting on birth control. You know about it not just through media but the women who your former Masters would have frenzy feedings with. It's clear that you and Hoseok should have been using protection from the beginning but you just haven't. If you would have ended up pregnant it wouldn't have been a mistake. You and Hoseok looked for that problem although unintentional it was.

"There's all types. We just have to find the right one for you."

"And what about you," you ask.

"What about me?"

You shrug. "You don't want to try condoms?"

Hoseok's lips slowly part in mild surprise. "Um. I guess? With birth control you should be fine."

"But what if none of them work?"

"Then we use condoms."

You nod. "Okay."

You won't get into an argument with him about it but you wanted to make it clear that condoms were an option.

Today has been a roller coaster ride of emotions and pains. The nurse tells you to limit your stress to avoid your stomach aches and nausea again. It's easier said than done. Especially because the main cause of your stress is because you were kidnapped. Something she of course doesn't know. Something you know Hoseok is thankful you didn't speak up about because you're too much of a coward. At least you have Minjeong's number. She said it took her a while to escape. It's going to take you a while too but if you need help you have her number.

You also have some questions for Namjoon and Yoongi. You don't know if they'll be willing to answer them all but you'll make sure you're alone with them when you go to question them. Just so that they don't feel pressured around their brothers or the servants.

You're also glad Hoseok wasn't too keen on the idea of you being pregnant. He didn't show outright disgust or annoyance about it but it seemed as if he preferred that you weren't. It's the small things to be happy about you guess.

You don't know what you would do with a child. You don't feel like you're ready for one and you especially don't want to have a child with your captor. You're already living a nightmare. You don't want to make it worse.

You also note something else and it's something you try not to think about. You try not to because if you ignore it maybe then it wouldn't be true. You're becoming complicit with Hoseok. He's wrong for kidnapping you. Wrong for doing all the things he's done but you're not fighting him as much. You chalk that up to being a coward. A coward that was too scared to speak up to the security officers. Too much of a coward to speak up even now. You would like to think it's because of that and not because you're settling into this new life of yours. It scares you to think that but you're not doing much else. You're always thinking about escaping but you're not putting in the effort.

You wonder if Minjeong was the same way. She said it took her a while to escape so maybe. Maybe if it weren't for Yoongi she'd still be with Hoseok and you'd be still with the Baeks. Or would Hoseok had chosen you anyway the day he first saw you? Would he have sent Minjeong off or would he keep you both?

You don't want to think about these things but sometimes you can't help it.

Hoseok holds you close in a hug and tells you how he's going to set up an appointment for you with a gynecologist and you just listen attentively. You let him talk without interrupting. No you don't like to think you're getting used to this life but you're something close to it. Very close to it.

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Hello dear,

I recently found your page. Thank you so much for inspiring us! Glad I found ur account.

I thought of asking you....

I started to write 5 years ago. From last year may I started to put my work online.

Now, I feel like emotions arent flowing like they used to flow( I m experiencing burnout , seeking help as well)

Writing is only thing I have which helps me to understand and feel. I feel like I have to feel first to write about it.

Can you give me any advice how I can slowly get back to writing again. I started to feel like me and words now lives on parallel lines waiting for reunion.

I really want to share my work with lovely people, I dont care much about followers as long it reaches to right people who needs it. I want to explore human emotions to extent where we all shine through our scars.

Will wait for respone. Lots of love.

Take care.

First, thank you for your compliments. I'm glad to have met lovely followers like you too. I understand your situation very well right now because I have also gone through the same thing. Don't worry, this is an inevitable process in writing that I believe every writer or author has encountered at least once. In fact, there is no way I can help you, as each person is different. But, I can give you few ways I did.

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Take your time, then take your shot

Simon 'Ghost' Riley x F!MedicDoc OC (codename: Blue) 💀💙

WARNINGS: Mention of alcohol, war, self harm scars, profanity , fluff, just getting the POV of our friendly neighbourhood masked menace.

Plot: Doctor Ruhari Hari Kaur (OC is South Asian ☺️) joins the 141 again, but this time as their doctor. After the betrayal of Shepherd and Graves, Task Force 141 begins their hunt on his whereabouts and locating Makarov.

PLEASE reblog and like!

Song inspo: Tom Tom - Holy Fuck and Bennie and The Jets - Elton John

A/N: Flashbacks are getting messed up when I am indenting them and I am getting lots of errors when publishing the work, please bare with some mistakes and spelling issues.

I grew up with the OG MW2 game, so there are some references to the old one, so kind of a mix of both the OG and the new timeline... (Also I'm ignoring the OG Shepherd betrayal and keeping in line the one with the new timeline..)

spelling and some grammar mistakes as I am bad at times... :/

(FYI: bold sentences... that are like this... are supposed to describe redacted data/info to the plot... ;] .. )

Please do let me know how you all are finding this fanfic! :D

PART 1, PART 2, PART 3, PART 4, PART 5 and PART 6

Part 7

A sick feeling woke Soap in the morning as the sun poked through his half closed curtains in his room. Rolling over from his front to his side, opening his dry mouth, trying to moisten it with saliva. Half opening his eyes he looks over to the side table near his bed and sees a glass of water. After a struggle to sit up, Soap takes a sip. His stomach lurches.

"Gonna boke" he mutters to himself, covering his mouth.

He vaguely remembered the events of last night. He remembers getting perhaps a bit too close to Ghost, Price helping him with his jacket. He remembers that tattoo. His head pounding, Soap gets up and rushes to the bathroom as he felt the sick travel up from his stomach.

...

"You still haven't told her Simon!" Price exclaimed as he stood beside Ghost at the assault course watching the marines go through one of their drills.

"Pick your feet up private!" Ghost bellowed at one of the marines who was dragging his feet when he scurried past Ghost. He turned to Price who was still giving him the look of disbelief.

"No, didn' get a chance" He replied gruffly. More like he couldn't say the damn words he thought.

"Bloody lucky that Soap didn't run his mouth fully last night" Price continued "Speaking of which, have you heard from him" Price asked shaking his head at the memory of Soap's outlandish behaviour down the pub.

"Knocked on his door this mornin'" Ghost said "Didn't respon'" he added

"Typical" Price says scoffing then rolling his eyes.

"Haven't seen Blue then?" Price asked, not taking his eyes off him during his questionings.

Ghost shook his head. Why was he calling you Blue now?

"Also don't think I didn't notice the little staring contest you were having with her last night" Price huffed at Ghost his arms held at his hips now.

Ghost turned to looked at Price, his face in a clear scowl. The disappointment reeking off him like the sweat off the marines backs. He swiftly looked back, feeling the back of his neck and ears getting hot and go red. Thank fuck I wear a mask

"We leave in two days for a mission" Price says. Ghost turns to look at him and sees Price crossing him arms over his chest and then pout slightly.

"I know" He grunted

"If you get injured-" Price began

"Won't get injured" Ghost snapped and Price just shook his head at Ghost's crassness.

"I'll let you deal with the fallout." Price sighs, giving Ghost a light pat on the back, about to walkaway from him

"It's hard" Ghost says finally. Price looks back at him, giving him a sympathetic look. Price walked back to Ghost, staying with him to observe the marines.

As Ghost looked on, he could not escape the itchy thought of you. Of last night. The look on your face of pure admiration and happiness when you were looking at the night sky.

"ARGHH!" someone shouted by the climbing wall on the assault course

One marine had landed badly on his ankle when jumping over. Price rushed over as Ghost followed through with a stroll.

"FUCK MY ANKLE" The marine shouted

"Easy Michaels, don't move"! Price yelled crouching on one knee near the marine. Price then proceeded to do a fireman's carry and hoisted the marine over his shoulder. Ghost stood close by watching.

"Let's get you over to the Doc" Price spluttered as he adjusted the marine on his back and started walking off the assault course.

"Lieutenant, keep the rest of 'em in check" Price shouted back to him. Ghost nodded and returned his focus onto the marines. As he stared at the marines finishing off the assault course, his mind unlocked a memory that was buried deep within his cerebral tissue.

<CUE FLASHBACK> Ashfield Base, Berkshire, 18th August 2010 "Keeping yer eye on the scope whilst reloading yer mag allows yer to be alert to yer surroundings" The Captain yelled at the three soldiers laying down in front of him holding their sniper rifles and trying to reload their rifles. The Captain noticed MG let go of his rifle as he reached for his pack where he had his ammunitions. He walked over to him standing near the edge of his feet casting a shadow over him. "And if yer a muppet like MG, yer'd get shot in an instant by an enemy sniper" He says standing behind him giving him a look full of contempt and kicking his boot with his left foot. "Sorry Captain" MG muttered as he looked over his soldier whilst grabbing more munitions. KD, the other soldier next to him snickers.

"Yer'll be sorry when yer dead" The Captain quipped, thick Scottish accent. The Captain moved back from the soldiers and stood next to a 6' 2.5" soldier wearing green fatigues and a blue beret that was on top of his short slicked back blonde hair, icy cold blue eyes narrowed, brows furrowed, focused on the soldiers in front. "Muppets eh Simon?" He muttered to the blonde sergeant Simon smirked at The Captain, in his hand he held a remote with two buttons. He pressed the button on the left, a target sprung out in the shooting range. One soldier, noticed the red target spring up to the slight left of the centre of their scope, you quickly slammed the magazine in the rifle, pulling the bolt, positioned the target to be in the centre, and took your shot, *BANG*, it folded back down to whence it came. "Not all of 'em Cap" Simon said after he watched you hit that target, looking back at The Captain who nodded in agreement. Simon then pressed the button on the right of the remote; a moving target appeared from the right heading horizontally to the left. Two soldiers tried to shoot but missed. As the target barrelled it's way, you manoeuvre your rifle to follow it as it comes near, you take your shot and reloaded. *TWHACK* The bullet hits the edge but the target kept going, you huff. *BANG* and the target gets jolted back. "Good shot Ru" The Captain said walking towards you. Simon presses the button again, another moving target pops up, this time coming from the left. *BANG* you hit the target. Simon pressed both of the buttons at the same time on the remote, keeping his focus on the back of you. Two targets appear, one running left to right at a higher speed and another coming straights towards the soldiers. They all try and shoot. MG and KD both miss. You aim and get the one that was moving towards you but miss the really fast moving target. "3 out of 5 not bad" Simon says towards you, gently tapping your left boot with his. You turn around to look him with a confused face. "The second one surely has to count!" You moan "You missed" he quipped, smirking at you "I got it in the end" "Still missed the first time. Take your time, then take the shot" he said bluntly. He sees you roll your eyes at him, returning your gaze to the range in front, and take out your mag, keeping your eye on the scope whilst your hands place ammunitions into the empty mag. SimSimon presses the button again on the remote. The running target pops out, right to left this time. He watches as you slam the mag back in, pop the bolt, and slowly adjust to the target, tracing its movement and then pull the trigger. *BANG* The target pops back down. "Good" He says moving towards you and crouches. You stay still ready for the next target. The Captain comes over to Simon tapping him on the shoulder "Great practise Ru, improved a lot lately" He said to you "Right, pack up and head back" He said aloud looking at the other two soldiers. The three of you get up, unload your guns and pack them away. "Ru, come see me in my office once yer done" The Captain says to you as you get up, wiping off dirt and grass from your fatigues. "Yes Cap" You respond, The Captain nods and then walks away, you turn to look at Simon, gazing at his stern face, blue eyes focused you. "Did good today" he said again as he watches you load the remaining loose ammunition into the magazine and place it back in your pack and then take off your safety glasses and beret. The ends of your short brown hair fluttering in the wind, you turn and squint as the sun hits your face. The sun was now getting low, taking its final descent into the horizon for this day. You turn back, sun rays bounce against Simon's face, making his blue eyes warm and sparkle slightly. "Cheers Simona" You chirp, giving him a goofy smile. "It's Sergeant Riley or sir" He grunted giving you an annoyed look but then lightly laughed at your ridiculous face as you walked off with MG and KD, whilst sliding the pack on and then swinging your rifle on your left shoulder. <END OF FLASHBACK>

As Ghost watched the marines head into the mess hall he couldn't shake the image of you from his memory.

How have you grown so different? You are so reserved now, not playful. He thinks walking down corridor, passing the infirmary. Ghost walks straight past, avoiding the inner itching feeling of wanting to go in.

Ghost knew he couldn't let you cloud his mind. He can't let the thought of you taking up his time. Can't let the thought of wondering how you will react when you realise the truth. He had to try and avoid you for the next two days.

Ice her out. He'd done it to others, can be done to you.

His focus will have to be on the next task at hand. Finding Makarov.

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