#Zach justice x y/n

[samandcolbyownme]

Summary: Anon request - "But what about reader and Zach like having Seggs 20 minutes before the podcast so that during the podcast reader is just next to Zach and like holding his hand and kinda just after sex clingy but before the cameras start rolling they have a cute little moment in the studio while everyone's there like Tara Alissa ad jared and they just think it's the cutest sorry if this is stupid" 

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, the smut will be right off of the bat so be prepared, hair pulling, unprotected sex, banter from Zach, flirting, post sex clingy-ness, fluff 

Word count: 3.1K | not edited 

This is my first solo Zach one shot. Enjoy! 

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"We got twenty minutes before show time." 

Zach squeezes your shoulders and you turn your head, "Twenty you say?" A smirk grows across your lips as he nods and you turns around to face him, "Lead the way, babe." 

"That's my girl." He smirks, sliding his hand down to meet yours. His fingers interlock with yours before he pulls you with him down the hall and up the steps. 

He pushes open a door, pulling you in. He shuts the door with your body, pinning it against as he reaches down to twist the lock. 

Your lips crash together in a fiery embrace, your hands on either side of his neck. 

He leans down, hooking his hands on the back of your thighs and lifts you up and your legs move to their place around his waist. 

He moves to kiss down your neck, a small moan escapes your lips as your hand moves to slide through his hair, and your head tilts to give him more room. 

"Mm." You whimper, "Not much time." 

"Yeah, yeah. You and your time." He sets you down, a smile on his lips as he shrugs off his black leather jacket. 

You tilt your head, "Did you wear that for me?" 

He shrugs, "Maybe." 

"It's hot." You scrunch up your nose, smirking as you lean down to take off your pants and underwear. He lays his fingers under your chin, "I know." 

He smirks and undoes his belt, pushing his jeans and boxers down just enough for his cock to spring free. 

"You're so full of yourself, you know that?" You wrap your arms around his neck, jumping up for him to catch you. 

He laughs, "Yeah, you're about to be full of me, too." 

You bite down on your lip, resting your head back against the door as you feel him guide his cock into your already soaked entrance. 

You let out a gasp, your fingers grasping the hair at the nape of his neck, "Shit." 

A low groan escapes his lips as rests for a quick moment. He slides his arms under your legs and begins to thrusts. 

You tilt your head down, lips parted, brows furrowed as you stare at him, whimpering and moaning out his name, "Z-Zach.. yesyesyes." 

Your back arches against the door, nails dig into his skin, "Fuck fuck fuck." 

His lip is pulled between his teeth, breath growing faster and faster with each thrusts, "You feel so good." 

He pulls you away from the door, moving you over to lay on the bed. His body over yours as he resumes his thrusts. 

Your arms wrap tightly around his neck, "S-so close. So close." 

His lips kiss your neck, moving up towards your lips, "Cum for me, babe. You can do it." He slides a hand down, gripping your upper thigh, "Cause I'm right there with ya." 

Your back arches off the best, chest pressing against his as your walls tighten around him. His name leaves your lips in a slightly loud tone. 

"S-Shi-" you gasp, clinging to him as you cum. He groans as he feels your walls pulsating around him, urging him to cum next. 

You feel his cock slip out and his cum spills onto your waist with a moan from his lips. 

He tilts his head down, smirking as he admires how you look under him, "We can pick up where we left off after." 

You look at him and he winks, which causes you to giggle, "Sounds good to me." You watch as he moves off of you, bending down to pick up a towel for you to wipe off with. 

Once clean, you stand up and take your pants from him. You slip on your panties and put on your pants and fix your hair. 

"Oh.." you walk over to Zach, "hold on." You reach up, fixing his hair and he smiles at you, "My own personal hairdresser. Gotta love it." 

You roll your eyes, "Uh huh." You smile, "alright. Come on." 

He smiles, taking your hand into his and he unlocks the door and you walk out with him, making your way down the steps to find everyone ready to roll. 

Everyone on the set knew you and Zach were a thing. 

Hell, they called it before you and Zach even thought of it. 

"Ew. I know what you two were doing." Jared points and Zach taps his chin, "Did you know you have something right there?" 

Jared wipes his face, "What? What is it?" 

"Jealousy." Zach laughs and leads you over to your seat. Jared scoffs, "No. that's not at all-" he turns to Alyssa, "Is there really something on my chin?" 

Alyssa laughs, "No, Jared. He's fucking with you." 

"You asshole." Jared laughs and walks to his seat. Tara comes in, "Sorry I'm late, but I'm here." 

"Oh my god, you brought Sugar!" You lean down, holding out your hands for Tara's dog to come over to you, "Hi baby!" 

You pick him up and set him on your lap. 

Tara comes over, sitting down on the other end of the bench, "He got all excited when I said we're going to see you." 

"Oh my god, that's adorable." You smile, leaning down to kiss the top of his head. 

You look up at Zach and his eyes are just glued to you, "Such a cute little puppy." He smirks, "Sugar is cute, too, I guess." 

Your mouth drops but you can't help but laugh, "Rude." 

He shrugs, "I gotta pick on you, you know that." 

"You guys are so cute, it actually kind of hurts." Alyssa says with a laugh and Tara nods, "No I was actually thinking the same thing." 

You can feel your cheeks heating up and you move your hand as Sugar moves towards Tara, "Alright, let's do this." 

You, along with everyone else, puts on their headphones and you look at Zach. He looks at Alyssa and she gives him a thumbs up. 

"Hello everybody, welcome back or welcome to Dropouts!" Zach starts out, "We have a pretty full house today, every mic is taken." 

He looks around, "Did anyone have to do that thing in school where they had to go around and say their name and one thing about themselves because I think that's what we should do." 

"Are you serious?" Jared laughs and Zach gives him a serious, plain look, "Dead, and you can start." 

Jared sighs, "What's up. I'm Jared, I'm nineteen and I never fucking learned how to read." 

You and Tara instantly burst out laughing. 

"That was good!" You point to Jared, "I honestly wasn't expecting that." Tara leans over, laughing, "Oh my god." 

Alyssa laughs, pointing to Zach, "Do you know what he's referencing?" 

"Isn't that a video from the now prehistoric app, Vine?" Zach asks and Jared dies laughing, "Correct." 

Zach raises his brows, "Oh my god, anyway." He tries not to laugh and nods to Tara to go. She takes a deep breath, "I'm Tara and I'm the First Lady of juicy couture." 

You point to her, "You sure are." 

She laughs and motions for you to go, "I'm y/n, and I'm-" 

Zach cuts you off, "Totally in love with Zach Justice." 

Everyone goes silent and you look over at him, "I mean, that's kind of obvious I thought." You laugh reaching your hand out, "But yeah, we can go with that." 

Zach smiles and takes your fingers into his. You move closer to the end of the bench, if it was possible to be right next to him you would. 

You always get clingy after sex, and doing a show right after was rough because you just want to cuddle him, but that isn't an available option right now. 

"So cute it hurts." Jared winces and sighs. 

"Actually, can we talk about that for a second?" Tara leans into her mic, smiling as she points between you and Zach. 

"You mean yap?" Zach rolls his eyes, thumb rubbing over your fingers. 

Tara laughs slightly, "Well yeah, but first we can let Alyssa say her name and the one thing you're forcing us all to say." 

"Do I have a gun to your head?" Zach looks at Alyssa, "Can we make it clear that I am not standing behind you holding something to your head and forcing you to read a script?" 

"I mean, yeah. Zach is totally not standing behind me forcing me to read something that he wrote out on a piece of paper." Alyssa laughs, "I'm Alyssa, and I just love this job so much." 

You smile, looking back at Tara, "What do you wanna talk about?" 

"Yap." Zach corrects you, "It's never just talking with her." 

You squeeze his hand, "Be nice." You smile and Zach nods, "Yes mom. I mean, ma'am." 

"Dude." Jared laughs, shaking his head, "Nice save." 

Zach smirks and looks at Tara and Tara sighs, "Well first off, is it okay that we talk about this? Like I know that you guys kind of were keeping it just between us five." 

You look at Zach and he shrugs, "Bound to get out at some point, might as well come from the Queen yapper herself." 

Tara smirk, "Aw, Zach. You think I'm a Queen?" 

"Oh yapland. Sure." Zach tries not to laugh, but you laugh, "I'm getting you a tiara that says that." 

"Oh my god, please do." Tara laughs, "Okay, so anyway. For the listeners of this podcast, what we're talking about right now is the fact that y/n and Zach are a thing and as Alyssa said, they're so cute it actually hurts." 

Zach gasps, "Me and who!?" He lays a hand on his chest, "This is news to me." 

"Oh my gosh, shut up." You look at him, smiling huge and he smiles back at you, "Kidding. Kidding." 

"Tara, this is like you're telling the world a big government secret." Jared laughs and Alyssa nods, "To some people it probably is." 

You laugh, "I'm sure, but I promise I'll take good care of him." 

You look over and Zach smirks, but before you can say anything it's too late, "Yeah she does." 

"Zach. Ew!" Jared, Tara, and Alyssa all say at the same time and Zach's mouth drops, "You guys need to get your mind out of the gutter because I meant she takes good care of me as in I always have someone to laugh at, I mean laugh with." 

Your mouth drops and you just stare at him, fighting back a smirk, "You know I was thinking the same thing." 

Zach rolls his eyes, "You know what?"

"What?" You tilt your head and he shakes his head, "I'm not saying it because people will take what I say out of context." 

"Don't we always?" Tara furrows her brows and laughs, "Anyway, I figured we could talk about how you and him ended up an official thing." 

"Can I just-" Alyssa raises her hand, "Can I just cut in to say that Tara and I called this a while ago. Like after the second time you were on I think, y/n." 

"Yeah, yeah, Tara told me about that. She actually texted me the one day and was like, you and Zach are totally going to be a thing, and I was like in denial at first but then it just.. I don't know.." you look over at Zach, "Progressed into us flirting until one of us was like look, this is what's happening." 

"So who was it?" Jared asks getting the attention, "Who came onto who to finally move it from the friend zone into the end zone?" 

You laugh and Zach leans in, "y/n." 

"I don't think.." you laugh, "No." You stop laughing, "Was it?" 

Zach stares at you, "I can pull up the texts right now." 

"Do it!" Tara yells, and you tilt your head, "You know what.. I think it was, something about me wanting to sleep in his stupid shirts and hold his stupid hand or something like that." 

Zach smirks, nodding his head, "There ya go, sweetheart. Now you're on the right track." 

You can feel your cheeks forming into a deeper shade of pink, "He's actually going to show you guys the messages." 

"Oh no, babe. I'm reading them out loud." He laughs slightly and holds his phone up as he reaches for your hand again. 

Your hand instantly goes into his and you lean towards him, "What's it say?" 

Zach clears his throat, "So it was just us talking back and forth, mainly us trying to get each other to admit that we liked each other." Zach scrolls down, "And then Y/n just says, I want to sleep in your stupid tshirts and hold your stupid hand, Zach." 

Aw's from the three others in the room emerge and you shake your head, "Yeah, yeah, it's cute or whatever." You lay your hand over your face and Zach laughs, "And I must have been caught off guard because I really didn't expect her to say anything like that, so all I said back was, well damn." 

"Well damn?" Jared laughs, "That's not very romantic, Zach. What did y/n say after that?" 

"She honestly didn't respond for a little bit, so I was actually kind of having an, okay I ruined it, moment, but then she answered with an, that's all you have to say?" Zach laughs and you nod, "Well yeah, I poured my heart out to you and all I get back is a well damn." 

"I mean, I wouldn't have responded right away either." Tara laughs, "But that is such a Zach thing to do." 

You nod, "That's why I gave it a minute because I had to remind myself that that was Zach we're talking about." You laugh, looking over at him, "And yeah. Now we're, what? Seven.. almost eight months into this thing?" 

Zach nods, "Eight months of my life that I don't want back." 

"Who even are you?" Jared looks at him shocked, "Like.. the man that is sitting across from me right now.. is literally.. dare I say.. almost nice?"

"You're pushing it." Zach points to Jared and Jared raises his hands, "No, like I was talking to Alyssa about it a while back and I told her, I think it was before you guys officially told us. I said to her that who ever is bringing out the best in him, needed to stay connected to him." 

"That is true." Alyssa nods, "And I knew it would be y/n, like just the way that they were looking at each other gave it away." 

"Yeah they literally.. I don't even know to explain it, like, it's a connection that can't be explained unless you're with them in person." Tara nods, smiling at you. 

"Yeah, I guess I just fucked around and got attached to you." You smirk, looking over at Zach and he smirks, "Now, I'm going to say this, but it's not like what it sounds, okay?" 

"That.. doesn't sound like a good thing." Jared shakes his head, "But go on, please." 

"You suck sometimes, only because ever since you been around, I've been smiling a lot more than I used to, and that just ruins my mysterious, serious look." Zach laughs slightly, "But I'd still do anything for you." 

You pout, "You're such an asshole." 

"Yeah, yeah, I love you too, princess." Zach laughs slightly and Tara scoffs, "I don't.." she laughs, "I've been seeing this you know, sweeter side of Zach come out over these last few months but it still catches me off guard when something nice follows his, I don't even know, jerkish comments." 

"Yeah but she knows that I don't mean anything in a wrong way." Zach squeezes your hand, "Right? Say that you know." 

He tries not to laugh, but fails when you make a face at him, "She knows." 

You laugh, "If Zach didn't pick on me daily, then I would know that there's something up. But I honestly think that goes for everyone who knows him." 

Alyssa nods, "I always think to myself before coming in, what out of pocket thing is Zach going to say to me today?" 

"I have nightmares about him just being so mean to me." Tara says and Zach looks at her, "Do you really?" 

Tara nods, "Yeah." 

"Tell me what I've said to you." Zach tilts his head and Tara laughs, "No because you'll just write them down and use them against me." 

"Everyone here knows how you are, Zach." Jared laughs and Zach stares at him, "Shut up, you don't even know how to read." 

You all burst out laughing and Zach shakes his head, "And they say I'm mean to them."

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

After the podcast ends, you hang your headphones on the mic stand and stand up to stretch. 

Zach pushes his mic out of the way and extends his arms out to you, "C'mere." 

You walk over to him and he pulls you into his lap, arms around your waist as his head rests on your shoulder. 

This is exactly what you wanted to do the whole time. 

"You know there's rooms upstairs right?" Jared teases and Zach gasps, "Really? I didn't know we had an upstairs, that's so cool." 

You laugh, resting your head against Zach's, "You guys kill me." 

Zach lifts his head, moving to lay his head on your chest, "Liar, I can hear that heart thumping away in there." 

You roll your eyes, laying a hand on his head, "I think that was just an excuse for you to be close to my boobs." 

You feel Zach's body move as he laughs, "Maybe." 

Jared scoffs, "Get a room." He walks away and you feel Zach sit up, so you look over at him with a smirk. 

He looks at you, "You know what.." his hand slides down to your thigh, "I think we will." 

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

I hope you liked this! I know there isn't really much Zach stuff, so I hope this is good enough! 

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[jjmaybankswifeyx]

don’t play with me princess

zach justice x fem!reader

warnings • smutty smut smut, zach : daddy, kissing, use of yn, pet names, oral sex, flirting, angst, jealous zach, swearing , 18+

summary: you went on dropouts after being friends for years and him begging you for ages to come the podcast , you finally give in and things kick off.

*zach has his own place in this*

you were messaging zach all last night about the podcast, what time to come etc he was being so sweet telling you he’s gunna be with you the whole time but knowing zach he will probably bully you for it tomorrow on the podcast “i’ll be fine” you mumbled before dozing off to sleep.

you wake up at 11:06 to zach phoning you making sure your awake as you always sleep in, unfortunately you had just woke up and had an hour to get ready and leave as you had to be there for 12:30 and it takes 20 minutes to get there “yea you just woke me up” you say rolling out of bed “good can’t have my star guest not come” he says, you hang up the phone starting to get ready doing a natural look as you didn’t have time nor effort to do a glam look, once you finished your makeup you chose your outfit then left.

you got there about 5 minutes before the pod started saying hi to everyone “omg yn” alyssa shouts across the room running towards you engulfing you in a big hug “alyssa ahh i missed you so much” you say with a massive smile “alright alyssa she’s mine calm down” zach says appearing around the corner with a smug little smirk on his face “oh shut up zach” turning around to face alyssa again and walking into the studio.

“hello welcome or welcome back to dropouts today we have an extra special guest, my girlfriend yn y/l/n” looking at u in shock “oh you wish” looking at the mic “i do i really do, so yn” your quick to answer as your nervous as what hes gunna say “yes zach” already dreading the question “how have you been” relieved with this you start to smile “yea it’s been great honestly i’ve started my own clothing line and makeup and it’s going great!” smiling knowing how far you’ve come “wow that’s great! any boys recently ?” jared says adding to the convo “oh jared you know” you say winking at him before you both start bursting into laughter, you look over at zach and he looks like he’s burning a hole into your brain, he looks mad ? you chime in “no guys i’m jk don’t clip that” you say with a nervous laugh zach still does not look impressed until he spits out “oh yn you wouldn’t even kiss jared on the cheek never mind do the devils tango with him” smirking you reply “oh and how would you know that” he stares at you for a second “okay guys if your not subscribed to the patreon you get a 7 day free trial, you get extra bits from these podcasts also you get them earlier plus extra videos like the drunk episodes when we get me and some other people drunk and try spill some secrets” you just look at him unimpressed as he carries on.

by now your on the subject of sex and relationships jared talking about this girl he is going out with tonight and how he would love to have something with her as theyd been speaking for months “yea jared i think you just gotta go for it, no woman wants a man who takes their time, and they don’t want to beg for it either ” you say giving him a woman’s perspective “oh yn you were begging for it last night” zach says smirking earning an oh and oh shit from jared and alyssa you just completely gobsmacked on what this man just said to you “oh please like i would go to you for that your probably not even as good as you make out zach, actually alyssa can you relate to this a man always says he knows what he’s doing yet he can’t get it in the right hole” jared and alyssa start laughing hesring a very quiet yes from alyssa as zach says “oh trust me i know what i’m doing” you didn’t look impressed “hm ye still don’t believe it sorry zach” he’d had enough at this point he wanted to throw you over his shoulder, take you upstairs and prove it while you were screaming out his name “don’t play with me princess”, jared just gasped and alyssa just started laughing you however just turned over and said “of course i’m gunna mess with you other wise your gunna wind me up so” looking over at him letting your eyes drop for a mere second you saw him readjusting himself seeing a massive bulge in his pants looking up with him smirking at you.

alyssa and jared start having a conversation about something i’m not sure what i was zoned out thinking about what zach said and his bulge until you were pulled out by zach coming closer to you wanting to whisper something “i’m gunna fuck you so hard after this your not gunna be able to even speak and say i didn’t know what u was doing, you understand me gorgeous?” you nod while backing away just smiling jared and alyssa obviously caught on “um guys what you saying over there” knowing you were caught until zach chimes in “oh i was just asking yn about something i heard about her clothing line and it’s true but not able to say sorry. it’s a secret” you sigh knowing zach just saved your ass and his.

after 1 hour of you and zachs glances you started you flirt with jared to get a reaction out of zach, must say he contained himself pretty well until the pod finished you said your goodbyes to jared and alyssa claiming you were gunna hang out with zach for a while as you haven’t seen eachother in months they believed it obviously as it is true you did miss him but you needed him now, as soon as they walked out that door you said “so you gunna prove it to me or what?” walking over to him looking up batting your eye lashes without a word he smashes his lips into yours quietly letting out little moans and gasps as he picks you up taking you to his room he throws you on the bed hovering over you “hm you look so good today” moaning while he’s kissing your neck “you too baby, wanted to have my way with you since i first met you” you moan against his touch not knowing this as you thought you guys were just friends with the occasional flirt “take your clothes off princess wanna see you” he says throwing his shirt some where across the room, after hearing those words you have never done something quicker you were lying there naked while zack still had his jeans on he slowly started kissing down your stomach reaching down to your bare dripping pussy “this wet already baby? hm someone’s needy” saying with a grin before you could answer he dived into your pussy sucking your clit making you scream out in pleasure “hm zach more baby please” he starts to pump his fingers in and out of you sucking and licking your clit, you could hear his tiny little moans and the vibrations coming off, “could jared eat your pretty pussy like this baby?” he says hint of jealousy in his voice you shake your head unable to focus “words princess” he says picking up his pace “no! daddy you do it better than anybody” you say about to come until he stops what he’s doing and looks up at you “what did you just call me?” you now are very embarrassed yet the words come out you couldn’t stop it “d-daddy” he smiles looking at you “fuck princess i cannot do this i need to be in you” you sigh then spreading your legs for him as he unbuckles his belt letting the cold air hit your core “fuck gorgeous such a good girl for daddy” he says slipping into you, he’s massive so much bigger than you thought “fuck daddy your huge” that just gives him a boost and he starts picking up the pace, “oh baby you don’t how long i’ve wanted to do this” he says moaning in your ear “me too daddy needed your cock for so long hmm” screaming without a care who heard you “your mine princess” you moan at the words nesrly making you cum alone “all yours daddy” you say trying to fight for breathe “what princess didn’t quite hear you?” ramming into harder and deeper “i’m yours daddy all yours!!” shouting even louder before he utters “good girl” as his thrusts get sloppy “where do you want me beautiful” without even thinking you say “in me daddy i’m on the pill” he does a couple more thrusts before you both are cumming the hardest you ever have, nobody has ever made you feel this way and you loved it, he pulls out of you now all cocky “that prove it to you huh” saying all confident “wasn’t even that good” you say smirking “hm i wish i could believe that but your moans and words say different gorgeous” he says before getting something to clean you both up.

as you were laying there he says “i meant it you know” you look up at him confused “your mine now, not letting you go” you just kiss him as you fall asleep tangled up together.

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hope you guys like this, i am currently on the ganja writing this so i apologise if there’s any mistakes or anything❤️❤️

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[henrys-little-princess]

Hi darling! Congrats on your followers ☺️☺️☺️ Could you do the “my shower broke can I borrow yours” for Clark Kent x reader if no ones requested already? ❤️❤️❤️

hi darling!! thank you so much :) id love to do that prompt for you!! sorry its taken me so long to get to the rest of my bingo prompts, the last one should be up sometime next week, fingers crossed!! i haven't written a meet cute yet for y'all, but i really like how this one turned out!! -xo poppet :)

clark kent x female!reader, rated t!

word count: 1.5k

tag list (inbox to be added!): @thereisa8ella @myloveforhenrycavill @lharrietg @little-brattyangel

You had gotten up early even though it was a Saturday since you had apparently forgotten to turn off your alarm. And then you hadn't been able to fall back asleep, so after a half hour of looking at your phone you decided to get up.

You washed your face and brushed your hair and your teeth but decided to stay in your pajamas since you still felt half asleep anyway, opting to just pull on a sweatshirt instead as you went into the kitchen.

You opened your fridge and decided that you might as well make yourself some eggs. You had just put the carton on the counter when there was a loud knock at your door.

You frowned as you walked over to the door of your apartment. You weren't expecting anyone and the only person who ever knocked on your door was the old woman across the hall occasionally to ask if you had seen her cat. You never had and you were starting to doubt that she even had one.

But on the other side of the peephole was not your elderly neighbor, but an incredibly attractive man. An incredibly attractive shirtless man. You slapped your hand over your mouth in case he could hear the squeak that you let out. You didn't want to scare him away. Certainly he was at the wrong apartment. You never got unannounced visits from attractive shirtless men!

You debated whether or not you should open the door. On the one hand, he probably had the wrong apartment and it wouldn't matter. But on the other hand, you wanted to talk to him. You looked down at your pajamas and sighed. Of all mornings not to have gotten dressed!

But your curiosity won out and you opened the door, trying to smile brightly despite your nerves and keep your eyes on the mans face. Even though his chest and his abs were incredibly attractive and somehow shimmering in the awful, yellowish light in the hallway and-

Focus Y/N!! You screamed at yourself.

"Hi ma'am," he said and you did your best not to swoon at the creamy richness of his voice. "I just moved in across the hall and I've been having some issues with my shower and I think it's broken. I know this is awkward, but could I borrow yours?"

You blinked at him, trying to focus on his words and not the beautiful lips that they were coming out of.

"Ma'am," he repeated again, looking at you with his gorgeously deep blue eyes, deeper than any lake you had ever seen and shielded by a pair of plain black glasses.

"Please," you managed to squeak out in a somewhat steady voice. As long as you didn't look down at his chest and the low riding band of his sweatpants across his hipbones you would be fine. "Call me Y/N."

He stuck out his hand to you, a smile stretching across his perfectly pink and plump lips that you were still trying so hard not to admire. "Hi, Y/N. I'm Clark."

You felt yourself smiling. What a perfect name for such a perfect man.

It was at this moment that his question finally registered in your head and you opened your mouth to answer it. "Of course you can borrow my shower, Clark." You opened your door, trying not to think about the fact that very, very soon there was going to be a very beautiful, very naked man standing in your shower, probably judging your frankly outrageous collection of Lush and Bath and Body Works products.

Why did you tell him yes, Y/N!! You screamed at yourself again. You were going to have to have a serious talk with your mouth later for saying things that it would later regret.

You led him down the hall, trying your best not to trip over your own feet as you made your way to the bathroom.

"Do you need a towel?" you asked.

"I have one," he said, gesturing to the towel that he had thrown around his neck that you hadn't noticed before because you had been too busy looking....elsewhere. You felt your cheeks heat up and you quickly looked the other way, stepping out of the bathroom to give him his privacy. No matter how much you secretly wanted to stay and join him.

"There's soap in there," you called over your shoulder.

"Thanks, Y/N," he said before shutting the door.

You walked over to your bedroom and flopped down face first on the bed. Once you heard the water click on you moaned loudly, knowing that Clark wouldn't be able to hear you over the water.

"'There's soap in there?' Really? No shit there's soap in there, it's a shower for fucks sake, Y/N!" you muttered to yourself, utterly unimpressed with your flirtation skills. You allowed yourself a few more moments to feel sorry for yourself before throwing on some clothes. They were still casual, but definitely a step up from pajamas. Hopefully that would at least make a better impression on Clark.

The shower was still going when you left your room so you went to the kitchen again and saw your forgotten carton of eggs still sitting on the counter. You took out a pan and started making a few, putting two pieces of toast in the toaster. Maybe you could interest Clark in some food. It was still early and you doubted that he had eaten yet. That might make up for your bad flirting and general awkwardness.

You became so absorbed in the task of making sure that the eggs were perfect so that you would impress Clark that you did not notice that the shower had turned off or that he had come out of the bathroom.

"Hi," he said and you nearly jumped two feet in the air.

"Oh my god, you scared me!" you said, trying to calm your fluttering heart as you tried (and failed) to keep your eyes on your pan of eggs. Clark was standing in your kitchen, water dripping from his dark hair down his still bare chest, getting caught in the little rivets between his abs. You thought that at least this time you could blame your red cheeks on the heat from the stove. Didn't this man own any shirts?!

"I'm sorry," he said, stepping closer you you. He was holding his towel this time and wearing a different pair of pants. These ones were a pair of relaxed fit jeans that fit over his hips and butt very nicely and you tried not to stare. Thankfully though, your eggs were finished and you reached up to the cabinet for two plates.

"I made extra, do you want some?" you asked, secretly hoping that he would say yes so that you could stare at him for a little bit longer. Well, that and your cooking was usually pretty decent. At least when you were making eggs.

"I couldn't impose..." he began but you cut him off.

"No." you said. "I insist."

You filled two plates with eggs and grabbed the toast out of the toaster, passing one of the plates to him along with a fork.

"So, you're living across the hall you said?" You asked, trying to start conversation in a way that wouldn't seem too awkward.

"Yes," he said between bites. "I just moved in over the weekend."

That explained why you hadn't realized he was living on your floor. You had been out with Y/BFF/N all weekend.

"Well, good to know that the cat lady's gone," you said and then immediately mentally smacked yourself.

"The cat lady?" he asked, smiling a thousand watt smile that you wanted to see more of.

"Yes the last lady who was living there was really elderly and every now and then she would knock on my door asking if I had seen her cat," you explained, putting your empty dish in the sink. Clark followed.

"Ah, that would explain why I keep sneezing," Clark said. "I'm allergic to cats. It must not be completely clean yet."

"I could come over and help you clean if you want," you immediately volunteered before you had a chance to think about what you were saying.

But Clark just smiled softly. "I'd like that," he said. "If your cleaning is as good as your eggs are, it's going to be fantastic." He winked and you blushed. "Let me just..." he picked up a pen off of your counter and uncapped it, grabbing your wrist with his large hand and furrowing his brows in concentration as he wrote his number on your forearm.

"You know I have post its, right?" you asked.

"This is so much more old school though," he smirked, recapping the pen and placing it back on your counter. "Thank you for letting me use your shower, and the eggs," he said, walking towards the door.

"Anytime," you found yourself saying. Talking with him was just so easy.

"It was nice meeting you, Y/N. Make sure you text me," he winked again as he shut the door behind him.

As soon as the door was safely shut behind him you jumped up and down squealing. That had certainly not been how you had been expecting your morning to go, but you were definitely not complaining.

#clark kent #clark kent x reader #clark kent fanfiction #clark kent imagine #clark kent fic #clark kent x y/n #clark kent x you #clark kent oneshot #clark kent drabble #clark kent x yn #henry cavill #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill fanfic #clark kent fanfic #superman #superman x reader #zach snyder's justice league #henry cavill superman #kal el #clark kent writing #the cavillry #poppet writes

[writingwithciara]

Over-React ~Zach Dempsey~

summary: y/n and justin had no secrets in their relationship. or rather, they didn’t usually have secrets. so it is perfectly reasonable when justin gets angry when he finds out about his sisters secret relationship with his best friend

requested!  Hi! Can you do a Zach Dempsey one where the reader is Justin’s sister and dating Zach in secret and someone sees them together and takes a picture and sends it to Justin’s and he gets really mad? Thank you!!

@thedarkqueenofavalon​ hope i did this request justice! [also, i am so sorry this took forever to post. i forgot about it for a bit and then i hit a bad patch of writer’s block. no, here it is. hope you like it]

word count: 1.6k

pairing: zach x foley!reader, justin x sister!reader, clay x platonic!reader (just a little)

warnings: some explicit content with a nod to smut, horrible writing (per usual)

a/n: zach is my absolute favorite character and i love him so much. justin is a close 2nd & i wanted to write them 

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“Come on, Zach. We need to leave before someone suspects something.” y/n says to him as he continues to kiss her neck. She tries to get away but a giggle erupts from her throat and she’s long gone. “Justin’s gonna be mad if he ever finds out.”

“We’ve been careful. He won’t know a thing.” Zach cheekily smirks and pulled back to grab her hand. “Let’s get going so he doesn’t get suspicious.”

The two teenagers exit the shed, give each other one last kiss and start heading to the Jensen’s house. Y/n and her brother, Justin, never kept secrets from each other. So if he ever found out about her secret relationship with his best friend, he would most likely never trust either of them again.

“Hey, thanks for bringing her home, Zach.” Justin smiled as y/n entered the bedroom he shared with Clay.

“It was no problem at all. We both had to stay after school anyway.”

“Right. Football tryouts and cheerleading practice. I keep forgetting you’re on the team, y/n.”

“Am I not pretty enough to be a cheerleader?” y/n fake gasped and looked at the reaction her brother gave her. It was priceless.

“No. What? You are. It’s just-”

“Relax, bro. I’m just messing with you.”

“Phew. Thank god.” he chuckled and sat on his bed. Y/n sat on Clay’s bed and Zach sat on the floor in front of her. “Hey, Zach. Wanna try to catch these grapes in your mouth again & try to beat your own record?”

“Yeah, sure.” he positioned himself at a good angle for receiving the grapes and Justin began throwing them into his mouth.

Halfway through their game, Justin’s phone kept going but he wasn’t gonna check it.

“Hey, y/n. Can you check that for me?”

“Yeah. Sure.” she smiled and reached for her brothers phone. He was receiving multiple texts from an unknown number, with several photo attachments. She quickly unlocked his phone and looked through the pictures. They were all of her and Zach at the shed, making out and being extremely touchy. She threw his phone behind her and it hit Clay’s headboard.

“What did the texts say?” Justin questioned.

“Uh...nothing important.” she went to reach for his phone but he was quicker. He snatched it from the pillow and skimmed through the photos.

“You two want to explain WHY THE HELL YOU’RE MAKING OUT?”

“Justin, I can explain.” Zach stood up and calmly approached his best friend.

“I can’t believe you, Zach. Sisters are off limits. Always. It’s always been part of a bro code. I think you should leave and never come back.” he pointed to the door and Zach hesitated for a second before turning around and walking out the door. “And you,” Justin turned towards y/n and had the most angry look on his face she’d ever seen. “We don’t keep secrets from each other. Why did you keep something so big from me?”

“I knew you were gonna act like that. It’s insane.” she tried to raise her voice against him but it was no match.

“Best friends are supposed to be forbidden, y/n. You know that.” he sighed and ran his hands through his hair. She could tell he was frustrated with not only her, but Zach as well. “Look, I don’t think you should see him anymore.”

“Who died and made you the boss of me?”

“You’re nearly 2 years younger than him. He’s gonna be 18. It’s not right.”

“It’s not illegal, Justin. I can still see him.”

“Y/n, you are my baby sister. I’m not letting him ruin you like he does to all the other girls.”

“Fuck you. I can take care of myself, thank you very much.” y/n grabbed Zach’s jacket off the chair and stormed out of the room. 

Justin sat on his bed and threw his stuff across the room. He was sure that he lost his best friend and his sister.

~~~~~~

The next day at school was hard for y/n. Justin was still angry & Zach would ignore her or walk the opposite way when he saw her. She spent her lunch period sitting with Tyler and Clay.

“This is ridiculous.” she sighed and let her french fry drop into the pool of ketchup. “Justin is being such a child.”

“I tried talking to him last night but he wouldn’t really tell me what was wrong. All I know is that it has something to do with Zach.”

“He found out that Zach and I have been dating and he got angry. He hasn’t spoken to me since & neither has Zach.”

“You’re dating Zach?” Tyler looked at his friend in shock.

“Yeah.” y/n sighed. “And I really like him but I don’t know what to do.”

“Just give Justin some time and I’m sure he’ll come around.” Clay smiled and placed his hand on her arm.

“Thanks, Clay.” y/n grabbed her tray and stood up when she saw Zach head for the exit of the cafeteria. “I’ll see you boys in Science.” she threw her tray in the trash and followed Zach out.

He knew she was following him so he tried to throw her off by taking different hallways. It was when he stopped at the janitor’s closet that he knew he’d hit a dead end. Y/n had caught up to him.

“What’s your problem, Zach? Why are you avoiding me? I thought you liked me.”

“I do like you. I just, don’t want to piss Justin off more than he already is.”

“Justin doesn’t get to decide who I’m supposed to be with. Siblings aren’t like that.”

“I know, but he’s my best friend. I don’t want to lose that bond.” Zach sighed and pulled his backpack tighter on his shoulder. “I don’t want to lose either of you.”

“I don’t want that either.” y/n looked up at him. 

“I love you, y/n. I’m going to show Justin just how much I do & maybe he’ll come around to the idea of us.”

“I love you too, Zach.” she smiled and placed a kiss on his lips.

“What the hell is this? I thought I told you two to stay away from each other.”

“Look, Justin, I love you and I really want you to be happy with this.” y/n put herself between the boys as Justin got closer. “Justin, you need to get over it.”

“I’m going to let him ruin you.” Justin reached around his sister and pushed Zach back a few steps. “I’m doing this to protect you, sis.”

“I think she can take care of herself, Foley.”

“Back off, Dempsey. You do not want to mess with me.”

“Wanna test that? Because I think I test that.”

“Oh, you’re going to regret that.” Justin laughed dryly as he threw the first punch.

The fight was inevitable, no matter how many times y/n tried to stop it. She grabbed onto Zach to try and hold him back, but he was too strong for her. She tried pushing herself between them but neither of them would allow that.

“Hey, break it up guys.” Principal Bolan pulled Zach away from Justin while the vice principal held Justin back. “Both of you, my office. NOW!”

The two boys followed Bolan into the main office and y/n waited outside, hoping that they wouldn’t be getting in too much trouble.

On the inside, the boys were both worried. They had never seen Principal Bolan so angry before.

“What were you guys thinking? You could’ve hurt each other and you put more than just your lives in danger. Justin, your sister could’ve been seriously hurt. How would that have made you feel?”

“Horrible. But that..”

“Look, I don’t want to hear your lame excuse, alright? I want you two to figure out what the hell your problem is and work through it. Got it?” Bolan sat back and looked at the students in front of him. Zach took a deep breath and turned towards Justin.

“I’m sorry for breaking bro code, Justin. It’s just that I really care about your sister and I would do anything for her. She’s not just another girl to me. I love her, man. She makes me really happy.”

“I have been noticing how much happier she’s been these past few months.” Justin sighed. “I’m sorry for throwing the first punch. You didn’t deserve it. And I should apologize for being a dick when I found out about you guys.”

“Look at that quick progress.” Bolan grinned and sat back in his chair. The boys chuckled.

“So, are we good again?” Zach asked while standing up and grabbing his bag. He held out his hand to Justin and smiled when Justin stood up to shake it.

“Yeah, we’re good.” Justin returned the smile and went to walk out. 

“So, are you good with me dating your sister?”

“Yeah, sure man. But I’m warning you now, the second she comes to me with tears in her eyes, complaining about you breaking her heart, I will not hesitate to give another black eye.” he joked.

“Understood. But I would never ever dream of hurting her. She’s special. And like I said earlier, I really care about her.” Zach thought for a minute. “I love her.”

“Well, I’m glad she’s found someone that makes her happy. And honestly, I’m really glad it’s you.”

“Thanks, man.”

“No problem.” Justin smiled. “Come on. I do believe we have a lovely lady outside this office waiting for us. Ready to tell her we made up?”

“Let’s go.”

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#zach dempsey x reader #zach 13rw #zach dempsey #zach x reader

[maria-scribbles]

stitched together

being the only one in an ugly sweater at your friend's christmas party sucks...until he walks through the door.

fandom: outer banks

ship: pope heyward x reader 

word count: 1.2k+

featuring: pope being disgustingly adorable, scenes blatantly inspired by dash & lily, shitty friends, inaccurate info about nyc probably, references to high school musical and julie and the phantoms (in this house we stan kenny ortega)

a/n: day 6, late again 'cause work gave me overtime and i'm ✨tired✨ this is my first time writing for pope so i hope i did him justice! unbetaed as always

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December 2020

The moment you walked through the door of your best friend's apartment, you knew you'd made a mistake. Your fingers unconsciously twisted themselves into the hem of your long sweater -your green, sparkly, tinsel-y, twinkling sweater- as you waded further into the sea of classily-dressed college students gathered in Kayla's living room, for the first time feeling out of place in the familiar setting.

You didn't mean to show up more than fashionably late to the party but you'd had to make some last minute additions to your outfit, namely the star ornament that dangled from one of your wrists, and trying to hail a taxi in New York City after 8 was a challenge you regretted taking on so close to the holidays. You made it, though, ready to apologize to Kayla...if you could ever find her, that is; trying to ignore the feeling of multiple pairs of eyes on you that made your skin crawl, you made your way into the kitchen in search of your best friend. 

"Nice outfit." A sarcastic drawl came from a giggling group huddled by the island as you poured yourself a cup of hot chocolate from the crock pot on the counter and topped it off with a generous pour of whipped cream vodka.

"At least mine doesn't make me look like a douchebag, Chad." You took a sip to hide your satisfied smirk as the boy -a typical upper class white kid you already couldn't stand- sputtered and flushed an impressive shade of red while his friends laughed hysterically.

"You- I- bitch."

You just rolled your eyes as you left the room in search of your friend once again. "Don't hurt yourself, Todd."

Cup cradled in your hands, you followed the sound of Kayla's giggles drifting down the hall from the dining room and she spotted you the second you turned the corner, her face lighting up like the skinny Christmas tree in the corner. 

"Y/N, you're actually here!" She crossed the room in a flash and threw her arms around you, almost spilling the drinks in both your hand and hers with the force of her hug. "I was worried you were gonna bail, like usual."

Okay, so that stung, but you brushed it off and briefly returned her embrace before pulling away to take another long sip of cocoa. "Never, Kay. Why aren't you wearing your sweater, though?"

Kayla shrugged and glanced down at her slinky gold mini dress, then flipped her hair over her shoulder. "I don't know, this was just so much cuter than that ugly thing! Plus, Zach's here and there's no way I'd even have a chance to hook up with him if I had worn that."

'That ugly thing' being an exact copy of the very sweater you had on, of course; you'd made it for her as an early Christmas gift after she'd complimented the half-finished version she saw at your place a few weeks ago during a sleepover, both of you wine drunk on the bottle of Moscato she had stashed in her bag. You thought you'd agreed to wearing them at this very party, too, but apparently you were alone in thinking that.

She'd obviously already had one glass of it tonight, considering the complete lack of any type of filter on her big mouth, and you knew you shouldn't have taken those words to heart but you did. Still, you managed to hide your hurt and forced a grin onto your face as you said, "Go put that dress to work, then! And stay away from the wine!"

Kayla giggled again and squeezed your wrist before flouncing off to the living room, calling back over her shoulder, "You're the best, Y/N!"

You sighed and headed to the snack table pushed against the wall, fully intent on eating your weight in cookies and drinking until you were only just sober enough to remember how to call yourself a cab home; grabbing a plate, you were about to reach for the platter piled high with snickerdoodles when a voice came from your right and almost made you knock the whole stack over.

"I like your sweater."

You turned, steeling yourself to deal with another arrogant rich kid let loose with daddy's money, and came face to face with the last thing you ever expected to see: another ugly sweater, this one a pretty shade of deep blue and covered in twinkling stars and snowflakes, rivaling yours in its holiday cheer and the boy wearing it offered you a shy, adorably sweet smile that instantly put you at ease. 

"I like yours, too. Wanna see something cool?"

He visibly brightened at your words and at his nod, you clapped your hands together and held them straight up, the ornament on your wrist hanging perfectly over your head. "I even have the star on top." 

"I see your star and raise you this," He said, turning around to show you the hand-stitched sleigh flying across the full moon on the back of his sweater, complete with Santa and all nine reindeer.

"Shit, you can't really call it an ugly sweater with that on it, it's gorgeous!" You couldn't help reaching out to run your fingers over the carefully embroidered Rudolph, the stitches smooth and neat and obviously done with the utmost of care. 

"Is it cheesy to say that my grandma made it for me?"

"Dude, you should be proud as hell! She's so talented," You said, drawing your hand back as he turned around to face you once again. "I can sew a bit -I mean, I made this but it definitely fits 'ugly' more than yours."

"Is there really such a thing as an 'ugly sweater?'" The boy asked as he surveyed the snack table and grabbed a few chocolate chip cookies. "They're kind of like hairless cats: most people think they're ugly, but to some, they're beautiful. It just depends on the person."

Would it be bad to say that you were already the tiniest bit in love with this guy already? Kayla would judge you for sure -that girl spent all her waking hours being critical of everyone and everything around her- but you really didn't give a shit about her opinion anymore, not after tonight left you wondering if she was ever actually your friend in the first place.

"I, for one, happen to love both hairless cats and ugly sweaters." You said around a mouthful of snickerdoodle, hoping you didn't spit crumbs all over yourself like a fool and from the way the boy smiled and offered you his hand, you mustn’t have looked as stupid as you felt.

"Then you're my kind of person. I'm Pope."

"I'm Y/N." His hand was warm and way softer than you expected and you both held on for a beat longer than necessary, unwilling to let go, like you both knew that this was the start of something new, something big and crazy and exciting, that you were standing on the edge of something great.

And after you got home, his number in your phone and the lingering, unforgettable taste of his lips on yours, you couldn't wait to see where the two of you would go.

#obxmermaidholiday #outer banks imagine #obx imagine #pope heyward x reader #pope heyward x y/n #pope x reader

[jamielea81]

Conversations

Chapter 12

Description: You accompany your friends on a day trip to Animal Kingdom Theme Park where you meet Scott Evans by chance. This one afternoon leads to a year long friendship with both Chris and Scott over text messages and phone calls.

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Warning: Little angst, lot of fluff. A curse word or two.

Word Count: 5,542

A/N: I know nothing about the lives of the Evans family and mean no harm. This is purely fiction and for fun. Reblogs and comments are much appreciated! The tag list is now closed. Each chapter tends to get reblogged from me a few times, so if you’re following me, you can’t miss it.  

*Italics are internal thoughts

Catch up with Chapter 11

**

A less drunk person would be more concerned that her old friend, kind of ex flame, and now kind of friend is sitting comfortably in her favorite chair in the middle of her living room.  As if this is how one normally spends a Saturday night. But not you. Those last few shots really took the edge off. You were happily munching on tacos with the boys. Albeit making a mess, but you would have to worry about that tomorrow.

“I want mouse ears!” Chris fake pouted.

“Ya can’t! It’s a Sassy and Grumpy exclusive,” Scott stated.

“’Sides, you don’t have a nickname. Oh! Dork! Dork is your nickname,” you shouted.

“Dork is not my nickname,” Chris said.

“Yeah, even I think that’s bad,” Scott said, earning a shove from you.

“Should we watch a movie?” you asked.

You were tucked closely next to Scott and Zach on the couch while Chris sat in the upholstered chair on the far end of the couch from you.

“Princess Bride?” Chris asked, eyes hopeful.

“Nooooo. That makes me sleepy,” you whined much to Scott’s enjoyment.

He threw his arm around your shoulders and pulled you close. “Does someone not want to go sleepy?”

“I just ate a bunch of tacos,” you sighed out, patting your stomach. “We should go swimming!”

“I don’t think so sweetheart,” Chris quickly said.

You stuck your tongue out at him. No one said you were mature.

“Buzz kill!” Scott yelled.

“Party pooper!” Zach added.

Chris apparently would be babysitting the drunks tonight. He did not see that coming when he booked his ticket late Thursday night.

With most of the taco mess cleaned up, you grabbed a few of throw blankets from your bedroom closet and passed them out. Zach was already out with his head laying against the back of the couch.

Chris queued up the Hangover. Poetic Justice? Maybe.

Scott had gone to the kitchen, mixing you a random cocktail of whatever he could find in your refrigerator. It wasn’t a good idea, but neither of you were thinking.

“Heeeey. What’s that?” Chris asked pointing at the two glasses in Scott’s hand as he takes a seat and passes one to you.

“Mind ya business,” Scott answers firmly.

“Do you both need to still be drinkin’?”

“Yes,” you answered simply enough, taking a long drink from the glass, promptly coughing at the burn. “Is this that raspberry shit?” you questioned Scott.

“We have to use it up,” he said with a shrug.

You closed your eyes and took another big sip, promptly sticking your tongue to the taste. Chris chuckled, shaking his head.

“You guys are idiots,” he said.

“Takes one to be one! Wait. Takes to be one to know one! Damnit!” you shouted.

“Takes one to know one!” Scott shouted.

“Thank you,” you said, laying your head on Scott.

“I got you girl,” Scott said.

“Can always count on you,” you said pointedly to Scott.

“Heeeey,” Chris chided.

Surprisingly Zach slept through all the shouting.

The movie played on with the three of you contently watching. Twenty minutes in, Scott zonked out, his head resting on Zach’s stomach. Both of them lightly snoring in tandem much to your amusement. The two allies had suddenly left you defenseless against the eldest Evans. You were in no state to talk to Chris and you really hoped he didn’t bring up the two of you dating again in your weakened brain capacity.

Maybe I should go to sleep.

Deciding to chug the rest of Scott’s specialty concoction, you quickly got up to rinse your glass in the sink before briskly walking into your room. You realized quickly that you were not staying in your own room, so you quickly backed out the door and into the guestroom.

“Night, Y/N,” Chris called out. You waved your hand, but didn’t bother to turn around.

**

You weren’t sure what time it was, having left your phone in the living room and not bothering to install an alarm clock in the guestroom. All you knew is you were sick. You woke in a cold sweat, body shaking, slightly disoriented as to where you were. You needed to get up and get to a bathroom before you made a mess on the bed. You cursed yourself for drinking so much just because Chris had shown up. This was mostly Scott’s fault by feeding you shots earlier in the day. The tacos and chugging that last drink were strictly the fault of your own.

On shaky legs, you got up from the bed, and slowly moved to the door, opening it with what little strength you had. You made it to the hallway but then your stomach started to turn. You quickly dashed across the hall to the bathroom, well, dash was a strong word. One foot was able to push off the ground with some semblance of agility before you other knee started to drop. You practically slid across the hardwood floor, scrambling on hands and knees to the toilet, promptly emptying your stomach into the bowl. You started to cry, always hating the way your stomach convulsed as if it was no longer connected to your body. A second wave of nausea hit when you felt a hand on your shoulder. The person kneeled beside you, brushing back the damp pieces of hair from forehead as you held onto the bowl for dear life.

It wasn’t until he spoke, did you know that it was Chris that was rubbing soothing circles on your back.

“I got you sweetheart,” he said softly.

The tears continued to flow as you dry heaved a few more times into the toilet bowl.

“Do you feel like you’re done?” he asked gently.

You nodded your head yes slightly. You were afraid too much movement would cause another wave of sickness.

Chris got to his feet, gently placing his hands under your armpits to slowly lift you up. Once you were off the ground, he held onto you with one arm and lowered the toilet seat with the other.

“Why don’t you sit down for a moment and I’ll clean you up.”

He helped you lower yourself to the closed lid before moving to the linen closet to grab a washcloth. He turned on the hot water and let it run for bit before soaking the cloth then ringing it out. Chris wiped gently around your mouth before bringing it back under the water again and ringing it out a second time. He ran the cloth over your forehead and then along your cheeks.

“Do you think you’re going to throw up again?”

“No, I think I’m done.”

Chris nodded his head. “Let’s get you back to bed.”

“I need to,” you point at your mouth and scrunched your face. Chris chuckled, moving back into the closet pulling out a bottle of mouth wash.

You got up gingerly, holding on to the vanity for support. Chris place an arm around your waist to keep you steady while you rinsed your mouth.

Although you were weak, you probably could have managed to get back to bed by this point, but Chris wasn’t letting you go. The two of you walked across the hall with one of his arms wrapped around your back before gently helping you settle on the edge of the bed.

“I really think we should get you changed; you’ve soaked through your t-shirt. You nodded in agreement.

Chris turned to the closest opening the accordion style doors before turning around to face you.

“S’not my room. The dresser in my room,” you said, pointing out the door.

Chris gave you a gentle smile before exiting the room. You heard him knock lightly before hearing the sound of muffled voices. You were still pretty drunk and still unaware of the time. In the morning you would be embarrassed, right now you just wanted to lay down and go back to sleep.

Chris came back in the room a short while later carrying another t-shirt and gym shorts.

“Let’s get you out of this sweetheart,” he said, setting down the change of clothes next to you.

He pulled at the hem of your shirt as you lifted your arms for him to pull it over your head. Chris kept his eyes on yours and you frankly couldn’t look away. Once the new shirt was situated, you stood up on unsteady legs and slid your sleep shorts down. Chris grasped your hands as you stepped out of the shorts. He knelt down to help put the new pair on as you rested your hands on his shoulders for support.

“You’re all set.”

You dropped to your butt, scooting up the bed to get to the pillow. Chris pulled the sheet and blanket over your legs and then brushed the palm of his hand over your forehead.

“Thank you,” you mumbled.

“I’m going to grab the trashcan just in case you need it,” he said while leaving the room. He was back a second later, setting it on the floor near your head. “I don’t want to leave you.”

“No room,” you said slight shrugging a shoulder.

Chris grinned, lowering his head and shaking it. “I’ll be right back. Don’t go anywhere.”

“Okay,” you replied sleepily.

Chris came back in the room carrying two pillows and a blanket, setting them on the ground before leaving the room again. He entered again this time carrying two couch cushions, placing them on the floor on the other side of the bed before retrieving the pillows and blanket and laying down.

“Now remember, your trashcan is on that side, I’m on this side,” he said. You hummed in response. “Night sweetheart.”

You didn’t respond as your senses were coming back to you slightly with your emotions on the brink of escape.

“Y/N, are you still with me?” he whispered.

Tears started to sprout for the corners of your eyes. You held your breath, trying to pretend you were asleep, but it came out like a whimper in your drunk state.

Chris sat up, placing a hand on the mattress. “What’s wrong? Are you going to be sick again?”

It was dark, but your eyes had adjusted and you could almost make out his face. You attempted to hold back the tears once more but it was of no use.

“Sweetheart, please tell me what’s wrong.”

“I-I’m sad at you,” you whimpered out, fat tears rolling down your cheeks.

It was the best way to describe how you felt about the two of you. You weren’t mad, although you had been mad when you first saw the photos, you were generally just sad at the situation. Sad that the last two times you were supposed to get together hadn’t turned out.

“You’re sad? At me?” he asked. You nodded your head yes and closed your eyes. Chris got to his feet, sitting on the edge of the bed. “Baby, I’m so sorry that I hurt you.”

You opened your eyes, seeing that his face was much closer to your own. “It’s not all you. I’m just sad that this didn’t work out. It’s too hard,” you said between soft sobs.

Chris leaned forward, placing a kiss on your forehead. One hand wiped the tears from your cheeks. “Can we please talk tomorrow? I promise there’ll be coffee.”

You gave him a small smile and nodded. The two of you really needed to talk about your relationship. In the middle of the night when you’re still drunk is definitely not the right time.

“Okay.” He stroked your cheek again before pulling up the blanket to your chin. “Try to get some sleep. We’ll talk tomorrow.”

“Goodnight,” you said softly.

“Night,” he said, going back to the floor.

**

It was morning, but you were still unaware of the actual time. The room was bright with the shades doing nothing to block the sun’s rays. You stirred slowly as the massive headache did not aide your motivation to get out of bed. Zach and Scott weren’t set to fly out until late afternoon, so at least you knew that you had not missed their exit. You were sure Scott would wake you anyway.

You remembered a lot of the night, well, mostly what had occurred when you woke up and found yourself sick with Chris taking care of you. The rest you remembered bits and pieces. Starting now, you were officially giving up drinking shots. You were much too old to drink all day, especially shots.

Leaning over the side of the bed you saw that Chris as well as the cushions, pillows, and blanket were gone. It was probably for the better as you didn’t want to have that conversation right this minute.

When is he flying out anyway?

After taking a few more minutes for yourself, you crawled out of bed and walked across the hall to the guest bathroom you found yourself very acquainted with last night. You brushed out your hair, washed your face, and then brushed your teeth. Showering could wait until later.

Taking a big breath, you opened the bathroom door and shuffled down the hallway to your living room and kitchen. Scott and Zach sat at the kitchen island eating pancakes while Chris maned the stove making more.

“Hi,” you said shyly. This was your house, but it felt odd to have other people living in it while you slept.

“Good morning, princess,” Scott said, getting up from his barstool. He pulled you into a hug and rocked you back and forth. “How are you feeling?”

“Like shit. How about you?”

“Better now that I ate something.”

You hummed in response, leaving his embrace to place a hand on Zach’s shoulder before walking up to Chris at the stove. You placed a hand on his upper back while you went to stand beside him.

“Hey sweetheart. How are you feeling?”

“Massive headache, but otherwise I’ll live.”

“How many do you want? You gotta eat,” Chris added when you didn’t immediately respond.

“Just two.” He nodded, flipping over the pancakes that were in the pan. “Listen, thank you for taking care of me last night.”

“Of course,” he said, turning to face you. “I’m sorry you got sick, but I’m glad you were able to get some more sleep after.”

You gave his arm a squeeze before turning back and taking a seat next to Zach at the island.

**

Scott and Zach left your place at two in the afternoon. Scott whispering “good luck” in your ear after hugging you goodbye.

Chris and you walked back in the house, both heading into the living room sitting on opposite ends of the couch.

“So,” he started

“Thank you again for taking care of me last night. I drank way too much, though Scott is most to blame for that.”

“Why were you guys day drinking anyway?”

You chuckled softly to yourself. “Okay, um. Hmm. I’m pretty sure Scott was trying to get me nice and drunk because he knew you were coming.

Chris wiped a hand down his face but his lips were turned up in a smile. “Suppose I deserve that.”

“No one deserved that. Especially my liver. I still feel like dying.” You gave him a soft smile, grabbing a throw pillow and wrapping your arms around it. “So, why did you come out here anyway?”

It was an honest question. You had called off whatever the two of you were a week ago and then he shows up at your door.

“I wanted to see you and spend time with you. I know you want to go back to being friends and I will respect that, for the time being,” he said.

“Such a brat,” you said.

“Me? Me?”

You took the pillow in your hand and wacked him with it.

“Well, I am happy to see you. How long are you staying?”

“A few days?” he asked. “Didn’t exactly book a return flight.”

You shook your head and scrunched up your lips at him.

“Well,” you said, clapping your hands together. “We need groceries. And you do realize I have to work.”

“It’s fine. Told you, I’m your pool boy,” he said wiggling his eyebrows. “Besides, I get you for breakfast and dinner. And I’m just realizing how dirty that sounds.” He said chuckling.

“Oh my god! Such a brat,” you said shaking your head once again. “I’m visiting Boston in October.”

“You are?! Staying with me?”

“Scott.”

Chris pouted his lips.

“Don’t give me that look. He offered and you told me your house is having work done,” you reasoned.

“Still livable. Just can’t use like half of it,” he shrugged. “Maybe a third by October.”

There was a beat of silence before Chris’ smiling face turned serious.

“I don’t like that you’re sad about us. I want us to get back to what we were, before a dating relationship even began. You are one of my closest friends. You mean so much to me, Y/N.”

You grabbed his hand and scooted closer to him.

“You’re one of my closest friends too. When we first started talking regularly, I never thought it would be anything more than that. Then you got a little flirty with me and I flirted right back. Then one day you surprised me and said you were coming out here and we had a good day together. Well, a good second day together,” you said, earning a smile from him. “Then you kissed me and it changed everything. I just didn’t realize how hard it was going to be. The distance. You live an entirely different lifestyle from me and I’m not used to that. Don’t think I’ll ever be used to other women throwing themselves at you. I mean, I can’t blame them, but it’s not something I want to see. I need more than seeing you once every few months, even once a month. If you’re filming, that’s one thing. But in the beginning of our relationship, not to be able to see you and plans getting canceled last second. It’s just not helping.”

Chris takes your joined hands in his other hand. “You’re right. We weren’t being fair to us. I wasn’t being fair. Let me show you what we can be. Please let me show you how great we can be together. I should’ve said.” He licks his lips. “I should have said from the moment we kissed that I wanted to give this an honest try. There’s shit I have to think about more. Need to think about the stuff I don’t normally have to when I’m seeing someone from the industry, or someone who lives in the same city as I do. That’s on me and I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have canceled on you this last time.”

You shake your head at that. “This is your job Chris and you got that role. You had to go.”

“I coulda pressed to reschedule. Shoulda called you after because of course, you’re important to me. But I was stupid and got drunk.”

You shake you’re head again. “I’m not trying to change you. You’re allowed to celebrate with friends. Just maybe think about me during those moments. Send me a text. I think it bothered me more because we were supposed to be spending that time together. But I should have spoken up and said, ‘hey, can we Facetime when I get home?’ so it would have been like we were still together like we planned.”

“You’re right. I think we both need to be a little more honest with what we want. I’m willing to take this slow if that’s what you want, but I’m not trying to spend time with anyone else. I’m not going to do that to you.”

You took a deep breath, exhaling slowly out your nose. The idea of trying again was scary. Would it be much of the same? Only seeing each other every few months wasn’t something you wanted.

“How would this work?” you asked.

“Well, much like yesterday, I’d fly in more often. You have to work every week, so it’s easier for me to come to you. I won’t take any last-minute meetings when I have plans to be with you. We’ll…”

“I want to go on dates,” you interrupted. “Like actual dates. Nothing that’ll draw unwanted attention to you, but I think jumping right into semi living together isn’t going to do us any favors. Not that I don’t want you here. I want you here. But people go on dates.”

Chris chuckled. “Dates.” He nodded his head slowly. “Yeah, people go on dates. We can do that. Every time I’m here, I owe you a date.” His eyes crinkled and you couldn’t help but stare.

Do his eyes always crinkle like that?

“Oh! Okay. Good,” you said with a nod. “Good.”

“I promised you coffee today. I know it’s already way past morning, but do you want to go to that place you love?”

“Um, nah, we can skip it today.” you said nervously.

Chris gave you a questioning look. “You sure?”

“Well, uh.” You licked at your lips. “Me and Ethan, my ex, we used to go there every Sunday. Don’t want to run into him by chance,” you said with a shrug. “We’re not on bad terms or anything. Would just be kind of awkward to run into him there.”

“Then we find our own place. A place that we go to every time I’m in town.”

You smiled widely at that. Our own place. Suddenly you had the urge to kiss him, so you do. It was fast and chaste but it felt right. You pulled back to see a large grin on Chris’ face.

“We are still going slow,” you reminded him.

“Of course. Didn’t even think otherwise. I do have a question though.”

“And what’s that?” you asked.

“Do you only get to decide when we kiss?”

Smartass.

“Well, I suppose you get to decide on the half the kisses. It’s only fair after all.” Chris started to lean in. “But! We are going slow,” you reminded him again.

“Right, right. I’m taking you on a date tomorrow anyway. So, maybe I’ll get that kiss.”

“Maybe.”

**

There was something so domestic and familiar about coming home from work to find Chris on your couch watching TV.

“Honey, I’m home.”

“Cute,” he said, getting up. “You need to get changed into something casual. I’m taking you out.”

Oh! Right. We have a date.

Despite you being the local, Chris had taken it upon himself to look places to go nearby.

Dressed in jeans, a short sleeved pink blouse, and flats, the two of you were out the door twenty minutes later. Chris insisted on driving you in his rental, something about it being the date he planned so he was going to drive.

Thirty minutes later, Chris pulled into a nearly empty parking lot of a brewery you hadn’t been to.

“They have a food truck here that’s supposed to be really good,” he said.

“Sounds good to me!”

The two of you decided to grab a table outside rather than going inside where it was a bit more crowded. The patio had an overhang with a few ceiling fans as well as white twinkle lights that ran the length of the cement slab. There were over thirty brews and ciders on the menu, so Chris spent a good amount of time going over the menu, sending the server away more than once. You couldn’t help but laugh each time he told her we needed more time. You decided on a pineapple cider within minutes of arriving. After much deliberation, Christmas ultimately decided on a plain old lager.  

“That was an amazing thing to experience,” you said with an amused tone.

“What was?” Chris asked, eyebrows furrowing.

“That whole taking a long time with the menu thing,” you said gesturing one hand down the drink menu in the middle of the table.

“Hey! I have a particular set of taste buds that need to be thoroughly pleased. One does not simply pick a beer at random Miss cider. What’s up with that? Cider…”

“It’s got pineapple! It’s yummy,” you said sticking out your tongue at him.

“M’sure. What do you say we go take a look at that food truck?”

**

Chris pulled in your driveway at ten minutes to nine. The two of you walking hand in hand to the front door. You tempted to let go of Chris’ hand to grab the keys from your purse, but he wasn’t having it. He pulled you until you spun around and into his arms as if he were a salsa dancer.

“Whoa,” you said, your arms resting on his shoulders for stability.

He grinned at your response, one arm going around your waist while his other hand rested on your cheek.

“What are you doing?” you whispered.

“Kissing you goodnight.”

And he did. It was slow, almost torturously slow. You peeked your tongue out of your mouth, but he wasn’t playing fair as continued to mold his lips to yours. It was all soft lips and gentle caresses that you let yourself melt into. He slowly removed his lips from yours but kept his face close, time almost standing still.

“Maybe we can do this again sometime,” he said softly.

Heat instantly filled your cheeks. He was a such a dork, but he was your dork.

“M’hmm,” you replied. “I think I’d like that too.”

He kissed you again, but this time you pulled back first. “Okay, bye!” you said, turning away from him, unlocking the door and closing it in his face. Really, this was a date and he already kissed you goodnight, it was only fair to toy with him a bit.

You counted to ten and then slowly opened the door. Both palms of his hands were resting on the door frame as he leaned forward, head bowed down.

“Are you coming in or what?”

“Sassy, livin’ up to that nickname,” he said walking through the door and closing it behind him.

When you were ready to turn in for the night, you kissed softly outside your bedroom door before sending him to the guestroom for the night.  

Chris left two days later with promises to return soon. You felt a lot better about your relationship this time than when it first began. Having a serious talk about your feelings really was needed. He really wanted to give your relationship a go even if it meant going slow.

**

Two and a half weeks later, Chris was warming your front door with a big smile and a small suitcase. He cooked you pesto eggs before work the next morning and took you to the cinema for a late night showing. He didn’t press when you set the guestroom up for him again this trip. As much as you wanted to, you didn’t want to jump right back into bed together.

The next day you were supposed to be at work, but instead, you were in your favorite coffee shop, in the back corner away from the noise of the afternoon coffee breakers. A little bit of guilt plagued you because Chris was in your home while you were supposed to be in the newsroom.

Asia Williams’ business card sat snug in your grip with your cell phone’s keypad waiting for you to simply type in her digits. You needed to do this. Chris was making all this effort to come see you. Despite your plans to be in Boston next month, he had already made plans to come see you in another two weeks. Even though Chris was an experienced traveler, he would eventual run himself ragged.

Taking a deep breath, you dialed Asia’s number and crossed your fingers.

“Asia Williams,” she answered.

“Hi Asia. This is Y/N Y/L/N. We met at the conference last month. Brooks Cole’s friend.

“Yes, hi Y/N. It’s nice to hear from you. Have you thought more about my offer?”

“I have actually. I’m looking for a change, but I have something I’d like to propose,” you said.

“Okay, I’m listening.”

“I’d like to stay on as a freelancer with the Orlando Sentinel. I’d only cover Disney for them. Ride openings, hotel openings, major anniversaries. It’s the Magic Kingdom’s 50th next year. But otherwise I’m exclusively yours.”

“And the Sentinel’s okay with this arrangement?” she asked.

“I believe they will be, but I wanted to run it by you first. If they’re not, it will be tough to part ways, but I believe you organization is the next step for me.”

“I believe it is as well. Why don’t I send over a contract, you speak with the Sentinel, and call me if you have any questions.”

“Thank you, Asia. I’m very excited to come aboard.”

“I’m excited to have you. Do you think you’re going to stick with your home base of Florida like Brooks did?” she asked.

“I’m not entirely sure yet, but a big move is on my mind.”

“We’ll chat soon then.”

“Sounds great. Talk to you soon.”

You took another deep breath, letting it out slowly as a large grin eased itself on your face. This was going to be a big change, but you were ready for a challenge.

You grabbed a coffee on your way out the door. You needed to meet with you boss James before he left for the day, a surge of caffeine is exactly what you needed.

**

“Honey I’m home!”

“Is that ever going to get old to you?” Chris asked from your kitchen.

“Nope.”

“What do you think of chicken parm for dinner?” he asked.

“I think that sounds delicious, but I’m taking you out to dinner instead,” you said, giving him a quick kiss on the lips.

“Not that I don’t like this whole you treating me to dinner thing, but what’s the occasion?” he asked.

“We are celebrating. I got a new job,” you grinned.

“You did?” he exclaimed. “I didn’t even know you were looking for something different!” He threw his arms around you hugging you tight.

“Honestly, I’ve been thinking about a change for the last two years, but I was scared to make a move. I still have to look over the contract a second time, Jana’s already looking it over for me too, but it’s pretty much good to go. It’s going to be a lot different. I actually met with my boss at the Sentinel and they are going to keep me on as freelance. Basically, I get to cover what I want when it comes to Disney.”

“That’s great sweetheart! Where will you be working?”

“News Now. It’s an online news source.”

“I’ve heard of it. Actually, I use it quite frequently. That’s amazing. Since it’s online, do you get to work from home?”

“That’s actually one of the benefits. I can work from anywhere. Visit my family, visit you, and still work. I get to take on stories I care about. They want a lot of opinion pieces from me too. I’m nervous as hell, but also really excited.”

“This is amazing,” he said, giving you a quick kiss and then pulling you into another hug.

**

With happy and full stomachs, the two of you went to bed after watching a few episodes of The Office.

It was such an exciting day that you were finding it hard to sleep. First, the guy you were seeing was in town, not only in town, but in your house. Secondly, you got a new job. Not only was it something new, it was a change that would fulfill that part of your life completely. Thirdly, you were able to stay on with the paper, keeping your credentials to attend media events of your choosing. It was like you won the happy life lottery today.

After tossing and turning for another hour, you got out of bed, threw open your door, and walked with determination down the hall. Stopping in front of Chris’ room, you knocked on the door quietly. If he didn’t answer, you’d just go back to bed and watch TV.

Maybe Scott’s still awake.

Before you could turn around and go back to your room, the door opened.

“Sweetheart, everything alright?”

“Ye-yeah. It’s just. Okay, you know.” You let out a breath as Chris looked on, arms folded across his chest. “This is silly. Will you come sleep with me?’

He chuckled light, sleepy grin on his face. “Yeah. I can do that.”

Just because you weren’t ready to jump back into an intimate relationship, it didn’t mean you couldn’t snuggle and sleep in the same bed.

“Let’s go to bed sweetheart,” Chris said, gesturing toward your bedroom door.

Chris pulled the covers back on the side you didn’t sleep on and laid down on the bed. This was the first time Chris had slept in your bed, and you couldn’t deny you liked the look of it. Crawling in next to him, you turned off the lamp on your nightstand and snuggled up on his chest.

“Goodnight babe,” you said softly.

“Goodnight beautiful.”

Chapter 13

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[starshipsofstarlord]

Justin | Scott Reed x Reader

There had been too much suffering already, and here you were at another funeral. Justin hadn’t deserved death, he had been redeeming himself so well. And now he was gone, leaving a swelling of tears in your eyes.

But you held them in as you walked in with Jess and Ani. Your beloved friend was hurting enough, she didn’t need to see you dealing with the same battle. She was just about holding herself together, with the help of the other girl.

Clay was sat up front, you could see the top of his head. Tony had joined him which made you smile, even in the darkest of times, the two would be there for each other, giving support through all of the painful feelings.

You remembered when you visited Justin in the hospital, the sight burned your eyes. He had been weak, and no longer had the rebellious spark igniting from within him. And then you waited outside with the others, waiting for the confirmation that he was at peace.

Peace was difficult to come by, especially in Evergreen. Too many young lives had been lost to heartache, accidents, justice and plain old sickness. If you could carry Hannah’s numerous burdens, you’d do so in a heartbeat. In the past you wouldn’t have, which may have been another reason you were on her last will. The tapes.

Jeff died before her. He was a good guy, with a good streak as though he was a diamond in the rough on the baseball team, excluding Scott Reed. That was the accident, or at least the first one. Sheri had hit down a road sign, which tumbled the effects into a crash.

Then it was Bryce Walker, the local rapist. He had been trying to correct the mistakes of his past, not that he ever could, and karma caught up with him. You knew he was going to hell, and a large part of him deserved it. Because of the things he had done and the person he had become, you didn’t cry at his funeral. There wasn’t even an urge to do such a thing. But his death was another accident, which you had helped sweep under the rug. Then Monty, but you didn’t want to get onto that. His framing was still a pressing topic, especially for Winston and Diego wanting justice.

Breathing in a deep breath through your nose, you swept your hands along the skirt of your black dress. Typically at funerals black was the theme, but not with the football team. They were here, showing their gratitude for Justin, which they didn’t do when he was alive, wearing blue.

Blue jerseys. They had done the same for Monty and Bryce, flaunting their numbers in pride of knowing them and working alongside them on the field. And now it was Justin’s turn to be shown that same love, although he deserved more. Much more.

Your plan was to avoid the team at all costs, except Charlie. He was the only one you trusted that was left among the crowd of athletic boys. They had been trying to get under your skin, so that you would reveal the truth. The truth that you and your friends had made up for prying eyes and in protection for Jessica and Alex.

A hand landed on your shoulder, and you shuddered at the contact. It was heavy upon your muscle, and you feared it to be Diego or one of his cronies, but it was far too friendly to be one of them. So you turned, meeting a blue chest that was held confidently under the respectful material.

But then you looked at his face, and your hold world stopped. You weren’t expecting him to be here at all, Justin had been his friend but they weren’t all that close. “Scott.” You breathed, your mouth gaping at the sight of your older boyfriend. “You came.”

“I couldn’t not.” His hand rested on your waist, bringing you closer into an embrace and reminding you of how much you had missed his voice whilst he was away at college. “He was my friend, and I wish I’d have come sooner.”

There was a pool barricaded within both of his eyes, and you were certain yours mirrored his. For kids, you two had experienced so much loss, it was beginning to feel like a cruel game.

“You’re here now, that’s what matters.” A tear rolled out of your eye, and so you buried your face further into his blue clothed chest. You had despised the colour for reminding you it was a tribute for a lost loved one, but now it was comforting. Perhaps it was because your saviour was wearing it, holding you as you cried. “It shouldn’t have happened.”

Scott stroked through your hair, resting his chin upon the crown of your head as you held onto him for comfort. He was hurting too, but he knew your emotions were that much more vast for you were closer to Justin Foley. “You’re right.” He agreed.

Justin had planned himself a future, and he had earned it through his redemption. He had a family, the Jensens adopted him, making him a son and brother. Things were all good with Jess, meaning if he hadn’t been so selfless, he could have had a happy ending with her. And then there was college, he had been accepted. But now that was all lost to the fire that spread through life, there was no distinguishing the tumble of effects.

“But if I know one thing, Justin wouldn’t want you to spend a lifetime mourning him. He’d want you to live and move past everything that has happened in this town. That guy will always be watching over you, when you move into college, on our wedding day, when we have kids. Justin is not in pain, and it’s okay to cry at his absence, but it’s unfair on both of you if welcome the pain of his passing.”

Your arms snuck around his waist, holding him to you whilst people kept coming into the church. “He was so strong.” You mumbled against him, keeping your face tucked away just in case Jessica saw you in this predicament.

“So are you (Y/N). How about we sit down, yeah?” He led the two of you into the row behind Zach, and although you had to remove your face from his chest, his hand stayed glued to your own. He wasn’t going to let you go down this road, he had seen you blame yourself before, especially when you had heard your tape. This wasn’t your fault, this was all down to nature being cruel.

“I’m really happy you are here.” You whispered to Scott, squeezing his hand as the vicar walked to the front, watching the flow of attendants with saddened pupils.

“Me too.”

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[steebharringt0n]

dream a little dream of me

as if navigating through pits and perils of high school is bad enough, your life gets thrown in a whirlwind when the universe chooses the last person you’d ever thought to be your soulmate - the red power ranger

pairing: jason scott x reader

warning: like a couple of curse words?

a/n: @mattysheelies and I cranked out some of our favorite AUs the other day and we fell in love with this concept. this is my first time writing Jason so I hope I did him justice. comments are super appreciated! also i went WAY overboard with this so sorry to the mobile readers! 

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You can remember the exact night they began to happen. It was a warm spring night in Angel Grove, your bedroom window was slightly cracked open letting in a cool breeze to combat the growing heat that was starting to take over the small town. You were wearing your favorite pair of green cotton shorts and your oversized Angel Grove High sweatshirt.

You remember texting Trini right as your eyes started to become heavy, a conversation surrounding how gross Mr. Lawson from History class is. The last thing yours eyes saw before they found comfort in the darkness of your eyelids was your clock, large red numbers that flashed 10:32

There are four stages of sleep, you had quickly surpassed the first stage and took a nose dive into the second stage where it would become harder to wake one up. The third stage of sleep is commonly known as deep-sleep, where one would sleep through a thunderstorm, an alarm clock, or other environmental stimuli.

But the fourth stage, the dream stage, is where things started to get interesting.

You lived in a society where one was destined to a soulmate - like a red string tied to someone else, you were meant to be with someone for the rest of your life. It was a comfort knowing that there was someone out there just for you, like a missing puzzle piece. The only way one could know anything about their soulmate was through dreaming - their memories became your dreams and vice versa. 

When you entered the dreaming stage of sleep you found yourself suddenly thrown into what felt like a never-ending action movie.

You couldn’t move, just watch from your soulmates eyes - as if you were behind them. You were kicking, punching, fighting the familiar monsters that appeared on the television news station a couple days ago. Your heart sped up during this time, you twitched in your sleep with every hit your soulmate would receive.

The one thing that struck you however, was his red armor. He briefly glanced down at his hands when you caught a glimpse of it. Then came his nickname.

“Red! Let’s go!”

Through his eyes you saw the pink Power Ranger speaking to him. He was suddenly then surrounded by the rest of the Power Rangers, all of them in a fighting stance, standing firmly by his side as they prepared to battle whatever monsters came next.

You awake with a jolt, gasping for air as your eyes frantically scanned your bedroom. You placed a hand on your chest, trying to calm your beating heart. You whipped your head towards your clock, it blinked 3:23 AM.

You run your fingers through your hair, your mind racing as it tried to gather bits and pieces of the vivid dream you just had. You stayed up the rest of the night, restless and anxious from the memories that ran through your head. In the end, before you succumbed back to sleep, there were two undeniable truths,

One, your soulmate lived in Angel Grove, and two, he was a fucking Power Ranger.

You awoke 3 hours later for school. Your head still reeling from the night before. You felt like a balloon, holding in air that was about to burst - you had to tell someone about this, someone that the person you were meant to be with for the rest of your life was a super-fucking-hero.

You dashed your way to Angel Grove High, weaving in and out of traffic. As you stepped into the halls you spotted Trini by her locker. Trini had always been a good friend to you through your middle school years, and you were thankful that the both of you kept the friendship strong throughout the years. You quickly walked over to her, grabbing her by the arm and pulling her into a hidden corner. She looks at you perplexed by your alarmed behavior.

You wait for a couple of students to pass by you before you could tell her the news. You turn to face her, grabbing her by the shoulders,

“Trini, it happened”

She shakes her head, her face is twisted in concern, “What?! What happened?!”

A grin spreads on your lips like a cheshire cat, “The dreams, they’ve begun”

She thinks for a moment before she continues to talk. The dreams happen to everyone, just at different stages. For some they begin earlier, for some they may not begin until their late twenties. But you? Right in the thick of junior year. You can see the cogs working in her head, until it's as if a light bulb goes off. Her brown eyes slowly widen, and her mouth gapes open.

“Oh my god! No way!”

You squeal in confirmation, nodding your head furiously at her. But suddenly, you grow quiet. You pull her in closer, as if what you’re about to tell her could potentially end the world. It’s quite possibly your biggest kept secret, one that you’re about to entrust her with. Her face once again transforms back into one of concern as she watches your demeanor change. 

You then lean down towards her ear, whispering the undeniable truth to her,

“Trini, he’s the red power ranger”

Trini has been punched, beat up, kicked down many, many times. But this? This completely blows the wind out of her like no punch before. Her fingers find your bicep, gripping them tightly, trying to hold herself steady as the realization sinks into her.

Jason, her soulmate is Jason.

She knows she has to play it cool, she’s the yellow ranger for christ sake. You completely miss the way her face freezes in shock, and not in a good way. Instead she decides to play along. When you pull back to watch her reaction, she has a soft smile on her face, her eyebrows raised in complete surprise.

“Oh wow! Y/N! That’s so exciting!”

What more can she say? She has to be a supportive friend.

Right as you’re about to continue the celebration with her, Jason appears out of the corner. He stands at a tall 5’7, built sturdy with his signature blonde curl that hangs over his forehead. He has blue eyes that could give the pacific ocean a run for its money and a smile that could melt the coldest hearts. You glance up to meet the tall figure that cast a shadow over you and Trini, and instantly your heart starts to race. 

It wasn’t like you had a crush on Jason Lee Scott for practically your whole life. Jason was untouchable, he was like some mythical god in your eyes. But you both ran in different cliques, different hierarchies. Your relationship with Jason purely consisted of stolen glances - and his name doodled all over your notebook.

However, you soon came to realize a couple months ago that he only hung around 4 people, Trini, Kimberly, Billy and Zach.

This group of people perplexed you, they all ran in different cliques and yet they spent lunch together, spent study hour together, and you’re pretty sure you’ve caught them at movies together as well. The dynamic didn’t make sense to you, but then again, not a lot of things in life tend to make sense.

Jason gives you a smile, one where he bares his teeth to you, “Hey Y/N, Hey Trini, can I talk to you for a sec, I just had a question about the homework in Mr. Gibson’s class”

Homework in Mr. Gibson’s class is code for, we need to go over what we did right, and what we did wrong in our last mission. It was a rule he implemented after Rita’s demise and Jason takes his role as the leader of the Power Rangers very seriously. 

Trini quickly catches wind of what he means, stepping out of the corner and standing by his side. “Yeah sure, I’ll walk with you to the library”

Trini is currently battling with herself in her head. Should she tell Jason that his soulmate is literally inches away from him? Or should she keep this a secret? Either way, the big reveal should ultimately come from Jason - not from her.

Trini turns her attention back to you, not forgetting that you were still standing there. “Y/N, we can talk later in Mr. Lawson’s okay?”

With a soft smile donned on your lips, you nod at her, “Yeah, of course. I’ll catch you there later.” you pause, not forgetting that Jason was still there. Your heart speeds up as you make eye contact with him - you feel like a blushing school-girl (which you actually are) “I’ll see you around Jason”

He smiles warmly at you, “I’ll see you around Y/N”

You watch as the both of them disappear down the hall, a sense of wistfulness enters you - wishing that you could so desperately switch places with Trini. With a low sigh and your eyes cast down, you turn your attention back to finding your way to your locker, not looking forward to starting the school day.

When Trini and Jason arrive in the library, they quickly go to the back study room that’s always reserved under Jason’s name. It’s the only place where they can discuss their plans in private with the rest of the group without anyone interrupting them. Always under the guise of ‘we have a large semester project to work on’ the librarians don’t bat an eye when Kimberly, Billy and Zach arrive not even a minute later.

Trini shuts the door, her anxiety is starting to gnaw at her and her teammates can tell - it’s a ranger thing.

Jason waits for Trini to take a seat around the square table so he can begin his long awaited speech on how they should have cornered those monsters far away from the public, so that for next time innocent people don’t get caught in the mess, but when he catches wind of Trini’s face and how she’s gone from all smiley to something is terribly wrong, he takes a seat instead.

Kimberly’s eyes scan the rest of the group, wondering if they know what’s going on with her. But they all share the same blank stare.

“Okay Trini, what’s wrong, you’re freaking us all out here”

She paces back and forth, her eyes not meeting her teammates. She fumbles with her fingers, it’s a nervous tick that helps her keep calm during disastrous moments. When she doesn’t answer Kimberly, Jason takes charge.

“Trini, seriously what’s wrong? Is everything okay? Do you - “

She stops her pacing and turns to face them, all of them eager yet somewhat anxious to reveal whatever has been eating away at her for the past couple of minutes.

“Y/N’s soulmate is red Power Ranger - it’s you Jason, you’re her soulmate.”

The sentence slips out of her mouth like word vomit. Everyone tends to have the same reaction, Kimberly looks absolutely flabbergasted, Billy’s eyes just widened, Zach lets out an incredulous laugh, and Jason, well Jason just stays quiet, Trini’s not sure if that’s a good thing or a bad thing.

“Uhm, okay, wow … that is big news” Kimberly is the first to speak, but the tension in the room still hasn’t left.

Zach reaches over to Jason from across the table and gives him a pat on his back, “Nice man! She’s a cute one” 

But Jason is stunned, frozen - his eyes are glued to the floor.

He knows that this means - he’s seen Spider-Man a million times. It’s the same reason why Peter Parker keeps Mary-Jane in the dark, to protect her, because he knows his enemies will come straight to her. 

Logically he can’t tell her, he refuses to tell her. Once his enemies catch wind of who his soulmate is, Y/N will forever be a target, and if in the future they were to have a family? His family will be targeted and that’s a risk he refuses to take.

Realistically, he knows he has to tell her. The dreams have already started a week ago for him but he’s kept them to himself because he couldn’t quite figure out who the mysterious girl was. He lets out a small chuckle at his previous dreams - they’ve all been memories of him through her. He knows that Y/N has a crush on him, most of his dreams involved her staring at him from afar, doodling his name in her notebook, peeking at him through corners. It’s almost endearing at how much of a love-struck fool she is for him.

In the beginning he couldn’t make sense of who it was, it was just brief memories of a girl staring longingly at him but now that Trini has revealed who is soulmate is, the pieces of the puzzle are starting to come together and it’s all making sense.

“Jason, are you going to tell her? You can’t tell her, with great power comes great - “ Billy begins to ramble to him. Billy is a known comic book expert and he too knows what great dangers comes with telling loved ones their secret.

“Yes, I know Billy” Jason cuts him off, his tone turns irritable and he hates that he doesn’t have a solution for this.

Billy’s shoulders sink, and Jason takes notice. He turns back to his friend, a thin smile on his lips as he regrets his sharp tone with him. “I’m sorry Billy, I’m just … 

“Scared?” Kimberly offers. Jason nods at her - she knows that the inevitable will happen to her too, to all of them but this is uncharted territory and their number one mission as being Power Rangers is to keep humanity safe - especially their loved ones.

“But you have to tell her man, she’s going to find out sooner or later, why not just rip the band-aid off now?” Zach is always the optimist of the group, so Jason is not surprised when Zach tells him to go for it.

Jason stands up and faces his team, his blue eyes scan each one of them. He’s scared, no terrified of what’s to come next. The last thing he ever wants to do is to put anyone in danger, especially his soulmate. He lets out a deep exhale through his nose and he plasters on a smile for the sake of his team.

“Don’t worry guys, I’ll figure it out”

They can read his false smile from miles away, but he is their leader and they trust him - like they have all this time and Jason never fails his team.

The rest of the day goes by smoothly and it’s finally last period - the only class Jason shares with you.

He likes to get to class early to make sure he’s caught up on all the homework, but this time he’s here early for a different reason; to sit right next to you.

You walk into class and almost stumble on your way to your desk when you realize that Jason Scott is sitting in the seat where Nicole Hardy typically sits. Your body language becomes timid, you slowly walk to your seat, eyes gazed down to the floor. Jason notices it an instant and holds back the chuckle that is bubbling in his throat - your crush on him is so obvious.

You take a seat and stare straight ahead. Usually Nicole would make small talk with you but she’s moved to a seat behind (which she was not too happy about) and now you’re stuck sitting there in silence, not sure what to talk about with the blue-eyed blonde sitting next to you. There’s still a good 5 minutes before class starts so you just open your notebook and pretend to catch up on homework (and pray that Jason doesn’t see his name doodled with hearts all over the next page)

Jason turns his attention to you, he notices how your (Y/H/C) hair frames the delicate shape of your face, and how your teeth find purchase on your bottom lip when you’re deep in concentration. He finds it cute, charming almost. You could feel his eyes burning holes in you, but you pretend not to notice him staring. It isn’t until he speaks to you that you turn to face him,

“Last nights assignment sucked huh?”

You bark out a laugh and you want to mentally kick yourself for borderline sounding like a seal. He watches as you fidget in your seat, pulling back a strand of hair behind your ear. “Yeah! Those poetry terms weren’t too fun”

“Iambic pentameter? Like how am I going to use that in the future?” he jokes.

You laugh, “Tell me about it, I am never going to use blank verse, or enjambment in my life. Those terms kill me”

His laughter joins you and the joyful laughter catches the attention of Mrs. Gerald, an older, wirey, short lady whose thick glasses perch comfortably on her nose. She scowls at the both of you,

“Mr. Scott and Miss. Y/L/N, since you both seem to be having such a grand time together why don’t you two work together for next weeks project”

She stands up and walks over to the both of you, handing you both the assignment. “It’s due next Friday. Keep the laughter down or I’ll ask you both to hand in a thousand word paper on how poetry is essential in the modern world” she snaps at the both of you.

The smiles from both of your faces is instantly wiped away as she walks back to her desk. The assignment is in your hand but your head is elsewhere - you’ve been assigned to partner up with Jason Scott and you feel like screaming with joy. Jason offers you a sympathetic smile and you return it as Mrs. Gerald starts her lesson.

The rest of the period goes by smoothly, Jason can’t help but to stare at you every now and then. He starts to pick up on your little idiosyncrasies, like how your foot taps against the desk, how you would frown when you wouldn’t understand something, or the way you tapped your pencil 3 times against your notebook, stop and think, then continue to write.

As the final bell rings, Jason stands from his desk, pulling his backpack over his shoulder, “Hey we can meet at my house this Saturday to work on this?” he asks, waving the assignment in his hand.

You fumble around with your notebook, trying to play it cool and calmly putting your stuff away, “Yeah, sure”

“Here, let me give you my number”

He rips off a piece of paper from the notebook in his other hand and quickly scribbles down 10 numbers. He hands it over to your shaky hands (your palms are sweating and you hope he doesn’t notice) 

“Text me whenever I'm free all day Saturday”

He hopes he is, he hopes that no weird outer space monsters or creatures disrupts this time with you.

You nod at his statement, and he gives you a final smile and wave and you watch him walk out of the classroom. You let out a large exhale, one that you’d be holding in practically all class. You completely forget about the fact that your destiny is tied to the red ranger and become completely enveloped in the fact that you’re actually going to be hanging out with Jason Scott this weekend.

You curiously wonder if the universe has ever made any mistakes, because there is no way that the red ranger could ever make you feel the way Jason Scott does.

The rest of the week Jason is found sitting right next to you in English class and he’s more than eager to always strike up a conversation when the opportunity arises. The two of you joke about how Mrs. Gerald looks like a chicken if you squint your eyes and angled your head to the right. You exchange notes that hold in hefty discussions about music, movies and the latest happenings around Angel Grove. 

You can hardly believe that Jason is actually interested in talking to you. You’re not sure what weird spell you’ve put on him but you’re actually looking forward to the end of the school day now just to hold your little conversations together.

The conversations don’t stop at school however. With his number now recorded in your phone the two of you start to text non stop - even if it’s about the most trivial things. You find yourself texting Jason instead of Trini at night now

Your red ranger dreams still don’t stop though. They’re all mostly a mesh of the same thing, lots of fighting and lots of chaos but you start to learn a little bit about the red ranger the longer your dreams are.

He’s a selfless leader, one who protects others before him. He makes sure every single person who gets caught in the crossfires is safe. You wish you had half the courage he possesses, you most admire that about your soulmate. You often wonder what he looks like behind the mask. Does he have kind eyes or a cute lopsided smile? Is he a blonde? Brunette? Or even a red-head?

Whatever he looks like, you’re certain that you’re instantly going to fall in love with him the moment your eyes land on him.

Jason finds himself in front of Zordon later in the week. He tells him about his soulmate, and how she’s this cute little thing, bashful and likable - but ponders how in the world can he keep her protected when he’s out fighting intergalactic creatures. He paces back and forth in front of his mentor, his hands shoved in his pocket and his eyes are anxiously attached to his shoes.

“I - I don’t know what to do Zordon, if I tell her then I’m just putting her in danger - she knows her soulmate is the red ranger and if one of our enemies were to find out she’s my soulmate … she’s doomed” he stops his pacing and faces Zordon. He shrugs his shoulders, slapping his hands down his side, feeling completely defeated.

Zordon stays quiet as he observes the young man. It’s been almost a year since their battle with Rita, and Zordon has seen Jason transform from a troubled, insecure boy to a fearless leader who guides his team with confidence. 

“Jason, I don’t know too much about love and how it works here with humans … “ Zordon begins, “But I trust that whatever decision you make, will be the best decision for the both of you. You have guided your team in battle and have always come out successful. I trust you’ll do the same for your heart”

Jason always took Zordon’s words seriously, he had helped mentor him through his toughest times, and was a good person to seek wisdom and advice from. He felt a new found confidence within himself and felt entrusted that whatever decision he would end up making would be the right one.

Jason spent the rest of the evening gathering intel on their new nemesis - Lord Zedd. He had been sending threatening messages to the Rangers for the last couple of weeks, sending in his minions to cause chaos within Angel Grove. He knew that Lord Zedd would strike again soon, him and his team were fully prepared to take on whatever it threw at them next.

He just didn’t expect you to be caught in the middle of it all.

You found yourself walking back home from the movie theater, you and your friend Gina had plans to catch the latest chick-flick that were both dying to see. You didn’t live too far from the shopping center where the movie theater was housed, and since the days were becoming warmer, walking seemed more of a viable option for you. After the movie had finished you and Gina bid your farewells and you started the trek back to your house, cutting through a dark alleyway to save yourself some time.

You had walked through this alleyway millions of time, so you didn’t ever think that you would find yourself being cornered by strange looking creatures that seemingly appeared from the shadows. 

You glanced back behind you, hoping that there would be an escape but more of them just kept appearing, growling menacingly at you.

“Shit, shit, shit, shit” you muttered to yourself as they started to draw in closer. Fear pooled in your stomach as you started to realize how close you were to your demise. They started to circle you in, like a lion hunting it’s gazelle, you closed your eyes and expected some sort of impact, but a loud voice suddenly broke their concentration off of you.

“Hey assholes! Why don’t you pick on someone your own size”

You shoot your eyes open and almost out of thin air the red Power Ranger appeared. He was perched comfortably up on the roof - waiting for the right time to intervene. Coming up from behind appeared the blue, pink, yellow and black ranger, all ready to kick some monster ass.

The monsters soon turned their attention to the rangers, completely ignoring you as you watched, with your eyes wide and full of awe, the rangers take them down. 

Jason watched as his team easily defeated monster after monster. He then turned his attention to you. This was by far the worst case scenario, if Zordon hadn’t sensed Lord Zedds minions, who knows what could have happened to you.

You gazed up at the red ranger as he stood in front of you, his arms came up and he placed them on your shoulders, “Are you okay? Are you hurt?” he asked.

You shook your head, “N-No, I’m fine …”

Jason nodded at you, but before he could turn back to help out his teammates, he felt you grab his arm, “Wait! Red!”

You had to tell him, you had to let him know you were his soulmate. Jason whipped his head back towards you, and he watched as you took a shaky inhale, trying to calm your nerves, “I need to tell you red … that you’re my - “

“Soulmate, I know”

You frown at him, “You know? B-but how?”

His armored hand comes up and rests on your cheek. It feels cold but the gesture sends a warm sensation to your stomach, “I can’t tell you yet … give me time. Do you trust me?”

You nod at him. Jason gives your cheek a soft sweep with his thumb before he returns back to his teammates, finishing up whatever was left of those monsters.

You quickly take the opportunity to rush back home - but not before Jason watched you from afar, making sure that nothing else attacked you that night.

You dreamt of the red ranger again and this time it was his memories of encountering you. You awake with a smile on your face but your heart starts to feel conflicted - you were eager to spend time with Jason, but the more you dreamt about the red ranger, the more you felt like you were starting to fall for him.

Saturday shows up quicker than expected and you find yourself standing in front of Jason’s front door, your knuckle hesitantly knocks on the wood.

Jason runs to the door, opening it up and greets you with a large smile. He gestures for you to come in. You poke your head inside his house, your eyes scanning his foyer before he takes you over to his bedroom - posers decorate most of his bedroom walls, clothing strewn haphazardly around his floor, his bed messily unmade - it was a typical teenage boys bedroom. 

The both of you find yourselves sitting on his bedroom floor, legs crossed, english books wide open and notebook paper lined with messy handwriting. Soft music plays in the background to combat any awkward silence the two of you might encounter, but you’re both purely concentrated on the assignment at hand.

Instinctively your hand reaches over to the pencil that’s laying between you and Jason, but instead of feeling the hard, cold wood of the pencil, you’re met with a soft, warm hand. You glance up, (Y/E/C) meets his blue and you let out an awkward laugh, pulling your hand away from his as if you’ve been caught in the cookie jar.

“M’sorry” you shyly tell him as the color red takes over your cheeks.

“No, no, it’s your pencil, you take it” he tells you, grabbing the pencil and handing it over to you. You offer him a half smile as you take the pencil from him, jotting down notes from your English book. Jason watches you as chew the end of the writing utensil, forehead puckered, lips turned into a frown. You then perform his favorite quirk, you tap the pencil three times against the piece of paper, pause, think, then continue to write.

You glance up and catch wind of Jason’s smirk on his face, amused by your little actions. You freeze up, eyes widened in fear, “Do I have something on my face?” you question him, panic laced in your tone.

He shakes his head, amused by your sense of urgency. “No, no, you just do this thing - “

“Thing?”

“Yeah,” he pauses, licking his lips before he continues, “You uh, do this cute thing where you tap your pencil 3 times, stop and think before you start to write again”

Your eyebrow quirks up at the sound of the word cute, then a smile starts to spread on your lips, “Cute huh?”

It’s Jason’s turn to become flustered, and it makes your heart swell at how bashful the blonde suddenly becomes, trying to backtrack but stumbles over his words, “Not cute! I mean, not that I think you’re not cute because you are cute, but cute in like a quirky kind of cute”

Your smile evolves into a grin, “You think I’m cute?”

Jason is internally kicking himself in the head, but he’s been caught red handed, “Ah, yeah” he lets out a laugh, shaking his head at his choice of words, “I’ve been caught”

Bravery isn’t one of your best qualities, you almost passed out once when you were forced to play a tree during one of your elementary school’s plays. You swear it’s the adrenaline that’s coursing through your blood that prompts you to do what you’re about to do next. You reach over and place your hand over his, squeezing it gently.

With fluttering eyelashes and bashful eyes you gaze up at him, “For what it’s worth, I think you’re pretty cute too” you tell him.

Jason lets out a nervous laugh, he’s surprised at himself because he rarely ever gets nervous around a girl - but you’re his soulmate for christ sake; you both are tied together by destiny, the universe specifically made you for him, and him for you. 

He brushes his nerves away and he surprises you by leaning forward, tucking a strand of your hair behind your ear. His knuckles brush against the apple of your cheek and your breath hitches, heart starts to pound a little harder, as he scoots closer towards you.

“Is this okay?” his voice comes out like a whisper.

With a swift nod, you consent to his next move. His tongue sweeps towards his bottom lip and the next thing you know, his lips are gently brushing against yours. Jason isn’t too skilled in the kissing department, hell neither are you, but the way your mouths move together is like a perfect choreographed dance. He places his hand on your cheek, moving you closer to him. Tongues are then introduced and Jason quickly takes dominance - he tastes like mints and cinnamon and he savors the faint taste of your vanilla chapstick.

Your eyes slowly start to open when you realize you’ve been kissing Jason Scott for the past 2 minutes. 

Panic suddenly shakes your core and you come back down to reality. You push him away, panting heavily as you avoid his confused gaze.

“I - I’m sorry, was that too much?” he stammers.

You quickly start to gather your things, shoving all of your books and notebooks into your backpack. “I’m sorry Jason, I can’t do this.”

He shakes his head, feeling completely confused, “Can’t do what? Kiss me?”

You swing your backpack over your shoulder and promptly stand up, towering over the frowning boy. Your shoulders slump, feeling defeated. Kissing Jason Scott was once a dream of yours, but your effort is completely fruitless because you know you’re not meant to be with him. Jason Scott isn’t your soulmate, you both are tied to completely different people so kissing him just feels … wrong.

“Jason, you’re not my soulmate. You’re meant to be with someone else” you sadly explain.

Jason’s face turns stoic, he bites his tongue back. He wants so badly to tell you that yes! You’re his soulmate, and yes! He’s the red ranger, but he hasn’t decided how to tell you yet. He’s yet to cross that bridge.

“I’m sorry Jason, I really am, but my dreams have begun and I - I just can’t do that to him” you weakly tell him.

Him, her soulmate.

Jason’s lips turn into a thin line, “No, no, I understand …”

“I’m sorry Jason, I really am” your voices falters in pitch, trying to keep your emotions at bay. But it’s useless when he gives you this look that absolutely breaks your heart. His eyes become wide and you can tell, hell you know, he’s hurt.

You can’t stand to watch him any longer so you swiftly turn your back towards him and make a bee-line to the front door.

Jason is left alone in his bedroom, his music still quietly playing in the background. His thoughts are racing a million miles a minute. He now knows he has to tell you, he needs to tell you because he’s certain that he’s falling in love with you and he can’t hold back his feelings any longer.

You head home with your heart broken, your feelings conflicted and your mind reeling. You spend the rest of your Saturday moping around the house, your body planted on the living room couch and the remote control attached to your hand. You’re casually flipping through channels, but nothing seems to pique your interest. It isn’t until the rerun of The Office you were watching suddenly cuts off to a breaking news alert, a live feed of downtown Angel Grove. Another hoard of monsters have invaded Angel Grove and they’re advising people to stay inside while the Power Rangers take care of them. 

You jump off the couch, moving closer to the screen as if it’ll help bridge the distance between you two. Your eyes are glued to the TV, making sure to try to follow the Red Rangers every move. The dedicated news reporter stays a safe distance away from the tumultuous scene, but it feels as if you’re actually there. It was then your heart suddenly drops to your feet and you let out a horrified gasp. 

You can clearly see a sharp object pierce through the red Rangers armor. You watch as he stumbles around, trying to regain his composure. His hands dart over to his side where his armor becomes stained with blood. The other rangers run over to the wounded man, Blue and Black throw his arms over their shoulders while Yellow and Pink finish off the last hoard.

You feel utterly helpless. You want to scream at the television screen but instead frustrated, angry tears leak from your eyes. Sleeping that night becomes impossible for you, tossing and turning all night long. Your mind is hyper-focused on his well being, but how could you even help him when you don’t know who he is?

Arriving at school the next day feels like a large burden. You’re listless, tired, and hurt. You don’t even interact with your usual friends, and you’re absolutely dreading the final period. The last person you want to see right now is Jason. 

You trudge through the halls when you catch Trini, Billy, Zach and Kimberly huddled together, looks of concerns etched all over their face as they speak in hushed whispers. Trini catches a glimpse of you and perks up, the rest of the group follows - their gaze towards you is oddly sympathetic and you can’t pinpoint why. You give Trini a wave followed by a thin smile, she returns it back to you.

You enter 7th period and frown. Jason is nowhere to be seen, in fact, now that you think about it, you haven’t seen him all day. You feel relieved yet concerned - maybe he’s sick you conclude to yourself. With Jason not sitting beside you, 7th period English feels like much more of a chore, no one to talk to or to distract you from Mrs. Gerald’s monotonous lecture.

The rest of the day passes by without any incident, and you’re more than ready to tumble back into your comforter and pass out, hopefully catch a glimpse of your red ranger. Something in your gut tells you that he’s okay, but you can’t be too sure. You pop a couple of sleeping pills to help speed up the process and by 9 PM you’re completely passed out, drool leaking from the corner of your lips as light snores exit through your mouth.

The dream begins and it feels like you’re having an out of body experience. The first thing you notice is hands - actual human hands. They’re jotting notes down on a piece of paper, his legs crossed on the floor. It all looks vaguely familiar but your mind can’t seem to pinpoint it yet. This is completely different from the rest of the dreams you’ve been having. You can sense that he’s at peace now that he’s not cracking skulls and kicking ass. 

The red Power Ranger is a teenager is the first thought you have.

He then reaches across the floor, aiming to grab a pencil when you see another set of hands.

Those hands look way too familiar now, you recognize that bracelet, and the black hair-tie, they currently rest on your right wrist. You can feel your heart starts to pound in your chest. His head lifts up to view the person who owns those hands and you swear, you swear it was like an electric current sent a shock through your system.

His eyes warmly gaze up towards you.

It’s you, you’re in the red Power Rangers dream.

Jason Scott is your soulmate.

You shoot your eyes open, all of your sleep gone down the drain. Your breathing becomes erratic as your mind tries to quickly piece all of the missing pieces together.

And suddenly everything just makes sense - everything in this world, in life, makes sense. 

The painful realization then hits you like a load of bricks - Jason was the one who got stabbed the other night, it’s why he wasn’t at school. 

You jump out of bed, stumbling to throw on a pair of sneakers as you hop around your bedroom. You toss on your Angel Grove High sweatshirt and open up your bedroom window, hopping from ledge and onto your lawns freshly mowed grass. You pull your hair up in a messy ponytail before running towards your garage and jumping into your little brothers bike - the last thing you want is your wake up your parents by starting up your car.

Your calves burn as you pedal through the town of Angel Grove, cutting through homes and alleyways, all for the boy who’d been keeping this burning secret from you this whole time.

You finally reach the white house that looks over the ocean, dropping your bike on his lawn. You make your way towards his bedroom, the only one with the large window that looks out over the coast. You peer inside the large glass and see the blonde boy laying on his bed, his eyes shut, bruises littering his cheeks where his freckles are specked around.

Your heart clenches at the sight of him looking so broken. Your fingers carefully, and quietly pull back the window, opening it enough for you to sneak in without stumbling over your feet. You land in with a quiet thud and pause for a second. When silence continues to welcome you, you start to move towards Jason’s bed, your eyes scanning him more carefully.

You sit down beside him, feeling the bed shift in weight, but he doesn’t wake up. Your emotions have been a mess lately, your heart has been tugging you in two different places, but now that everything has been pieced together, you can finally breathe. You can finally accept what the universe has been trying to tell you since you’ve started these dreams.

That Jason had been your soulmate this whole time.

With shaky fingers, you reach towards his face. You brush away his curl that dangles from his head. He feels warm compared to your cold hands, but just knowing that he’s okay, that he’s alive gives you a sense of peace. You let out a deep exhale as you softly touch his bruises, making sure not to touch them too hard.

Jason slowly stirs in his sleep, cracking his eye open. He frowns, then jumps away from your touch, startlingly you as you dart your hand away.

“W-what? Y/N? What are you doing here?” he sleepily questions you.

You give him a watery smile as your emotions start creep their way up, “Jason … it’s you, it’s been you this whole time”

Jason is still half asleep, and the words don’t quite register in his head when you tell him this. He has completely forgotten that he has a massive stab wound on his side - The rest of the Power Rangers were able to convince his parents and everyone else that he was caught in a horrific car accident. Zordon has him on bed rest for a week - he knows that’s all it’ll take to fully heal Jason and his deep physical wounds.

Jason slowly, and carefully sits up, wincing as he leans up against his headboard. 

“Jason, don’t move, take it easy” you say.

He shakes his head, “No, no I’m okay, it’s not as bad, I’m healing up”

As he positions himself in a more comfortable position he starts to wake up, and it’s then he fully registers why you’re in his bedroom at 2:18 in the morning. His memories have finally lead you to him. He gives you a half smile, before he continues to talk.

“Caught me huh?”

You let out a half laugh at his lame attempt to joke about the situation, “Why didn’t you tell me Jason? Why didn’t you tell me you were my soulmate?”

There’s a hint of anger in your voice, and he understands, completely understands why you’re angry at him.

He moves his hand and places it over yours, squeezing it gently. “I couldn’t tell you. I needed to keep you safe as long as I could before I figured out how to tell you, but I guess my memories caught up with you”

You sigh heavily, “Jason, nothing is going to happen to me - “

“You don’t know that!” he angrily exclaims, “The other day you were cornered by those creatures!” he pauses before he continues, letting out a shaky exhale, “What if I can’t keep you safe?”

Your eyes desperately try to search for his blue ones, but they’re avoiding your gaze. His face is hard, but his emotions are starting to trickle out with each word he utters. Negativity invade his head space, blocking out any rational thoughts.

“Jason, that’s never going to happen and you know that.” you borderline scold him, your eyes darken with anger, the fact that that idea is instilled in his head makes you frustrated. Jason throws his hands down his side, feeling exasperated.

“Enemies will come looking for you” he begins to counter.

“So? I’ll learn to fight or something”

“What if you’re cornered like that again?”

“I’ll bring pepper spray big deal”

“What if you get kidnapped?!”

You roll your eyes, heaving out a large breath. “Jesus Jason, just stop, stop fighting what the universe has been trying to tell us for the last week.”

He throws his head back, eyes cast up on the ceiling. He knows you’re right, he just hates to admit it.

“Jason, look at me, please” you beg.

His hand is still gently placed on top of yours, so in an effort to show him that you’re in this for the long haul you place your other hand on top of his. He then slowly brings his head back down, his large blue eyes filled with emotion as they bore into yours.

“Jason Lee Scott, I love you and I am willing to fight by your side, do whatever it takes to make your job easier in protecting me, in protecting us, all of us” you gesture outside to the general public because you know that at the end of the day, his priority is to keep everyone safe - not just you.

His hard face softens as the 3 letter word leaves your mouth. His heart swells up three times the size as it beats wildly in his chest.

“You love me?” 

His voice becomes childlike at the question. Almost as if he can’t believe that he can be loved by someone else besides his family.

You let out a dry laugh, tears brimming your eyes as a watery smile takes over your lips. You remove the hand that was on top of his and you bring it to his cheek, gently brushing over the bruises that decorate his face.

“Yeah you big doof, you think I’d be up at 2:30 AM for just anyone?” your tone is much more playful with him and the tension in the room slowly starts to slip away.

He lets out a laugh, leaning into your soft touch. You both share a moment of tenderness as he then leans forward and rests his forehead on yours. The two of you shut your eyes and just completely live in the moment. Forgetting what tomorrow may bring, forgetting what happened in the past, and just living in right now.

“For what it’s worth,” Jason says, a smirk slowly creeping on his lips, “I love you too

A laugh leaves your lips as he mimics the same words you told him 2 days ago. Jason then instinctively leans in closer and presses his lips against yours. He pours all his pent back emotion into the kiss, his hands promptly then cupping your face. Tongues are meshed and lips are smashed in a passionate expression of love.

“I can’t believe it was you, it was you this whole time” you breathly speak as he starts to move his lips down south, peppering small chaste kisses down your neck.

“Surprised?” he pulls away briefly, his lips are all red and swollen.

You shake your head, “Honestly, I’m way more surprised that you were my soulmate - not that you’re a Power Ranger”

Jason cocks his head and you return him a smile before you continue to explain.

“You’re a good guy Jason, you’re not the typical asshole jock at the school. I’ve seen how you’ve defended Billy, how you’ve just become this better person - everything the leader of the Power Rangers should be. I just never thought that the boy I’d been crushing on for all these years would end up being with … well with someone like me”

Jason frowns as your voice turns undeniably sad at the end. He can’t find the right words to convey his thoughts, so instead he just sweeps you into his arms. You let out a joyful squeal as he pulls you towards his side and bringing you down to lay with him. Your head nestles into his chest, the sound of his heartbeat lulling you. You close your eyes and melt into his body, making sure to be mindful of the giant wound on his side. 

His arm wraps around your waist as he presses his face into your hair, taking a deep inhale of the strawberry shampoo that scents your hair. 

“Someone like you? Someone incredibly cute, funny, smart, loving, compassionate, kind, oh and did I mention very, very cute?”

Your giggles echos his bedroom as he starts to place kisses all over your head, “Okay, okay Scott, you can stop buttering me up”

“Just one question,” you ask, lifting your head up and propping yourself on your elbow. He looks at you amusingly, his eyebrow quirked. “How did you know I was your soulmate?”

He can’t reveal the identity of Trini, nor the rest of the rangers. It’s not his decision to make at the end of the day and he fully respects that. His mind then wanders back to his dreams, smirking at you before he speaks,

“Mmm, well your memories didn’t really do a good job of hiding your feelings towards me … subtlety isn’t really your strong suit” he says to you. Your mouth gapes, feigning hurt, and you gently jab his arm. He winces mockingly, rubbing his arm,

“Ooh ouch, you sure you’re not a Power Ranger? You hiding something from me?”

You roll your eyes, “Haha, very funny.”

Silence then nestles between the two of you. Crickets chirp in the background, the wind gently howls. The stillness of the night starts to lull you both back to sleep as you find yourself back laying in his arms. Jason’s eyes are slowly drifting shut when he hears you speak,

“Hey since I’m dating a Power Ranger does this mean I can hitch a ride in your zoid?”

His chest rumbles in laughter. “Ha - in your dreams sweetheart, in your dreams”

It was that same night as you slept in your soulmates’ arms that you decided to never question the universe again.

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The Color of a Bruise Part One

Danny Reagan x Daughter! Reader

Words:2760

Summary: After an awkward Sunday dinner, Danny begins to suspect that his daughter's new boyfriend may have violent tendencies. You desperately try to solve the situation on your own, but everything just spirals out of control. The entire family is called to arms.

Notes: I’ve been wanting to do an imagine with a daughter for Danny because he’s one of my favorite fictional characters ever. I really hope you guys enjoy and let me know if there are more Blue Bloods Imagines you’d like to see!

Warnings: Abuse, emotional and physical. Mentions of assault. Again, if you’re uncomfortable always feel free to skip. Also spoilers for those of you not passed season seven.

Dinner had nearly finished without a single argument. You pushed your food around your plate with your fork as your phone buzzed insistently. Your brother Sean sat beside you and smirked.

“Somebody’s popular.” He snarked, taking a bite of his dinner roll. Your great-grandfather gave you a look.

“You know the rules, Y/N.” He scolded.

“I know, I’m sorry.” You turned off the buzzer, wincing at the number of texts and missed you were getting. You told him you’d be with your family today.

“Everything okay?” Your aunt Erin asked, passing the salad bowl to you. You nodded, faking a smile.

“Yeah, just one of the group chats I’m in is in a heated discussion about whether or not crocs are fashionable.” You lied, but you could see your dad glance at you from the corner of his eye. You may have learned how to fake it to the rest of the family, but even after years of practice, you could never lie to him.

Everyone quickly forgot about your phone and dove into this weeks saga of events. Nothing life-threatening, thankfully. Jamie and Eddie were going through with more wedding plans and Nicky was looking into more jobs. Your mind wandered back to the messages on your phone. He wasn’t going to be happy.

“I almost forgot!” Nicky exclaimed. Your cousin eyed you mischievously and you couldn’t stop her before she asked. “Y/N, how are you and your new boyfriend doing?” You glared at her as every pair of eyes at the table now turned to you. She laughed and you glanced at your father, who was very intent on hearing your answer.

“We’re doing just fine, thank you, Nicky.” You said through clenched teeth. As much as you loved her, you and Nikki liked to jab at each other almost as much as your parents did. You looked around at the faces eager with anticipation. “And that is all any of you are getting.” Everyone sighed in disappointment and you avoided your dad’s questioning glances for the rest of the evening.

Afterward, you scurried quickly out to your car, but you weren’t fast enough.

“Hold it!” Danny ordered and you winced.

“So close.” You whispered to yourself, turning around and giving him an innocent smile. “Hey, dad.”

“What’s this about a new boyfriend?” He asked putting an arm around your shoulders. You laughed awkwardly and he gave you a teasing smirk.

“It’s not a big deal, dad.” You insisted, leaning against your car. “We met at school and we’ve gone on a couple of dates.” You were in your senior year at college and you’d met Zach in one of your Criminal Justice classes. To tell the truth, you’d been seeing him for nearly three months. You just didn’t want your father to know that.

“Is this someone I should be meeting?” He raised an eyebrow and you rolled your eyes.

“Definitely not!” You exclaimed with a laugh. “At least, not right now. I don’t want you to scare him off.” He put a hand on his heart in mock offense.

“Who, me?” You gave him a side-hug and got into your car, watching Jamie and Eddie walk to theirs, hands holding on to each others. Eddie’s eyes sparkled as Jamie said something that made her laugh. Deep down, you wished you’d have something like that one day.

Dread filled your stomach as you scrolled through the messages, each one angrier than the next. Your hand started to shake when you read the last message sent. I’ll be waiting at your apartment. We’ll talk there.

You should’ve driven as far away as you could. You should’ve asked your grandfather if you could just spend the night there. But Zach was just upset because he wanted to spend time with you. That’s all. That’s what you told yourself. That’s what made you drive back to your apartment.

“Where the hell have you been?” Zach demanded, standing up from his place on your couch.

“How did you-” You began to ask. You didn’t remember giving him a key.

“It doesn’t matter how I got here, it matters that you weren’t here.” He growled, looming over you.

“I told you that I have family dinners every-” A hand striking your cheek stopped you from finishing.

“I don’t care about your family!” Zach screamed. His hands latched around your wrists. This wasn’t the first time he’d grabbed you like this, but he hadn’t hit you before.

“Zach, you need to calm down.” You spoke quietly, trying to keep things from escalating. His face completely morphed and his tone was pathetically panicked.

“Oh my God, baby, I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to-”

“I think you should leave.” You looked at him intensely, but you didn’t want to set him off again.

“Please don’t make me leave, Y/N. I’m really sorry.” He begged. His eyes fell to the floor. “I don’t want to be alone, today.” When he looked back up, his eyes were filled with tears. “A year ago, today, is when I lost her. My mom.” He’d told you when you first met that his mother had killed herself. In fact, losing your mothers was the only thing that you had in common. Its what had drawn you to him. Someone else understood what it was like.

Maybe that’s why you let him stay the night. Maybe that’s why you let him do things that you didn’t want to. Maybe that’s why you couldn’t bring yourself to say no.

By the time morning came, Zach was gone. You let out a sigh of relief. As the events of last night flashed through your mind, you felt like the walls were closing in on you. You were losing control of everything all over again.

You slowly stood, rubbing the sleep from your eyes. You winced as your hand grazed your cheek. Walking into the bathroom, you saw the large, blue bruise just underneath your eye. You cursed under your breath and reached for your concealer. Eddie’s dress appointment in less than an hour and fingerprint-shaped bruises wrapped around your wrists. When you left your apartment any evidence of the night before was hidden beneath makeup or the sleeves of your sweater.

The bridal shop attendant led you to where Aunt Erin and Nicky were waiting. Eddie was getting dressed and the mother and daughter saved you a seat on the couch.

“So…”’ Erin started. “Who’s this new boyfriend?” You subconsciously pulled your sleeves down further.

“His name’s Zach.” You didn’t want to tell her his last name. Knowing her, she would look him up or worse- tell your father to look him up. “We met at school. He’s… nice.”

“I think she should be able to date without being questioned like this is an impending investigation.” Nicky chimed in. You narrowed your eyes.

“Says the one who announced it at family dinner.” She playfully stuck out her tongue and Erin laughed.

“You two are acting like your those little girls running around the park again.”

“Well, life was easier back then, Aunt Erin.” You shrugged. As your eyes turned to an entering Eddie, Erin’s remained on you. There was something about what you said that sparked her concern and turned her people reading skills on high alert.

“You look amazing!” Nicky exclaimed. A bright smile spread across your face, but it didn’t quite reach your eyes. Instead, Erin saw the look she saw in so many victims she’d encountered over the years.

As they walked out, Erin stopped Eddie as the girls walked ahead of them.

“Have you noticed anything strange about Y/N?” She asked. Eddie looked at the younger girl, noticing the way she flinched as a stranger bumped into her or how she was wearing a sweater in the middle of June.

“Yeah…” Eddie agreed. “There’s something…” She couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

“Something that makes me want to learn more about her new boyfriend,” Erin noted. You were lucky to have such strong women looking after you. If you didn’t have them, the next week’s events would have ended very differently.

The cafe was crowded so you had to pick a table outside. You were meeting your dad for lunch in less than fifteen minutes but you always like to be early. You put even more makeup on the marks, making sure that he wouldn’t be able to see them. Everything was going as planned… until you saw Zach storming down the sidewalk towards you. You stood, backing away slightly. The look in his eyes scared you more than you cared to admit.

“Zach, what are you-” You began before he yanked you into the ally.

“Who the hell are you meeting?” He boomed, earning glances from people passing by. His hands pinned your shoulders against the brick and you felt the panic set in.

“Zach, you have to leave. My dad’s going to be here any-” He slammed your head back into the wall, making your vision blur.

“Don’t tell me what I have to do, Y/N.” He spat, painfully tangling his fingers in your hair. “I don’t give a damn who your dad is. I’ll still kick his ass.” You gritted your teeth and gathered as much strength as you could. You pushed him off of you, nearly knocking him to the ground.

“That’s it.” You growled, pulling down your sleeves. “We’re done.” He laughed, shaking his head.

“You don’t get to decide when we’re done.” You crossed your arms over your chest, finally standing your ground.

“I just did.” He put a hand on the side of your head, shoving your face against the cafe wall. By this time, a crowd had begun to form around you, but Zach kept both of your faces from view.

“Get the hell off her man!” Someone yelled.

“Out of my way,” A more familiar voice ordered. “Police!”

“We’ll talk about this later.” He ran off in the other direction, pushing you to the ground and disappearing around the corner just as Detective Danny Reagan broke through the crowd.

“Y/N?” He gasped, he knelt down beside you. “What the hell happened?” His eyes scanned the ally.

“Nothing.” You stood up, brushing off your jeans. You lightly touched your cheek, wincing as your fingers came away bloody. “Just some creep trying to grab my wallet.” He took a step to go after him, but you grabbed his arm. “He’s probably long gone, just let him go.”

“Let him go?” He shouted. “Since when do you wanna just let muggers loose on the streets?” You held back tears, wishing that you could just tell him everything. But you had to do this on your own. You had to get control over your own life again.

“Let. Him. Go.” You pleaded and Danny saw the misery and fear in your eyes. “Please.” He dropped his hands to his sides in defeat. Your voice dropped to below a whisper and you stared at the ground. “I have to go.” Before he could even say he was glad you were okay, you pushed your way passed the dispersing group of people.

Danny just stood in the ally in shock. It didn’t take a detective to know that something was wrong. You always used to come to him whenever you had a problem, but now it felt like you were shutting yourself away from everyone. Before he could think more on the matter, his phone started to ring with a call from Eddie.

“Look, I really can’t talk right now.” He sighed. “I’m sure whatever you have planned, Jamie is gonna love-”

“I don’t want to talk about Jamie.” She interrupted. She took a deep breath. “There’s something you need to know about your daughter.”

Eddie was practically trembling, standing outside your door, waiting for you to answer. Once she had told your father what she thought might be going on, she convinced him to let her talk to you first. What she didn’t tell him was that she had a little experience in this kind of situation. When you finally opened the door, she gave you a nervous smile.

“Eddie… hi…” You stepped back in surprise. You had barely stepped out of the shower when you head the knock at the door. “Come in.” She brushed past you into your apartment and you realized that all of your bruises and marks were clear and visible. Makeup couldn’t lie for you now. “I can explain-”

“You don’t have to.” She shook her head, giving you a smile that reminded you of your mom. She motioned for you to sit next to her on your sofa, her eyes lingering for just a moment on the large scrape on your cheek from the brick wall. “I think I know what’s going on.” You looked at your lap, feeling your cheeks burn with shame. She put a hand on your shoulder.

“A few years ago, I went on this date.” She began cautiously as if she was afraid of the memory herself. “The guy walked me back to my apartment and forced his way in when I told him to leave. He groped me and he hit me. When I thought things were getting worse, he finally had enough of my fighting and he left.”

“I’m so sorry.” You whispered, knowing where this conversation was headed. “But I don’t know how that relates to-”

“There’s a reason no one has met your boyfriend, isn’t there?” She blurted and you froze. You opened your mouth to argue, but she stopped you. “I’m not trying to assume anything, but the look in your eyes this past week has been the same I had for those days after it happened.”

You didn't know what to say. You just wanted to tell her everything. But before you got the chance, there was a booming knock at the door. Zach kicked in the door and you both jumped off the couch. His eyes switched between you and Eddie.

“What the hell is going on here?” He said, his mouth salivating like a rabid dog. “Who the hell is she?”

“Zach, what are you doing here?” You were more pissed off than afraid. “I told you that we’re done.” Eddie instinctively put her hand on her hip but realized that there was no pistol. She didn’t think anything of leaving it at her apartment since she was just coming to see you. Zach mimicked her but pulled a handgun out from under his jacket. You both stepped back.

“You don’t get to say when we’re done!” He swung the weapon around furiously. Eddie pushed you behind her and Zach hit her with the butt of the gun.

“Eddie!” You shrieked as she fell onto the couch, unconscious. He pulled a zip tie out of his pocket and strapped her to the coffee table. Zach then grabbed your arm and began to drag you towards the door. “Get off of me!” You hit his chest and kicked at his legs, but he wouldn’t let go.

“You are never going to leave me.” He growled in your ear, slamming the door to your apartment shut.

Eddie woke up sooner than Zach had intended, and she quickly pulled her cell phone out of her pocket. Frantically, she called her fiance.

“Jamie,” She began in a panic.

“Eddie, what’s wrong?” Jamie asked, earning a worried look from his brother. He and Danny had been grabbing a drink, discussing Danny’s concerns about Y/N.

“You and Danny need to come to Y/N’s apartment.”

“What’s wrong with Y/N?” He exclaimed. Danny jumped up from his seat and leaned in so he could try and hear Eddie.

“H-her boyfriend showed up and Jamie…” she took a deep breath. “He’s got a gun.”

The Reagan brothers were at the apartment in time to find Eddie trying to cut off the zip tie with a letter opener. Jamie rushed to his fiance while Danny scanned the apartment for any signs of his daughter.

“He took her somewhere… I don’t know. He knocked me out and now she’s not here-” Jamie took her face in his hands, trying to calm her down.

“We’re going to find her.” As he said this, sediment rained down passed the window. Danny and Jamie looked at each other.

“The roof,” Danny said, sprinting out the door.

“Be careful!” Jamie shouted after him, hurrying to free Eddie so he could join his brother and save his niece.

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[samandcolbyownme]

Summary: anon request - "can you do a zach one where he like exposes him and readers secret relationship and she just goes with it , like " you weren't so quiet last night " and she just has her jaw dropped and says something back and it ends with smut" 

Warnings: this one shot will contain reader having sexual daydreams during the podcast, those dreams will include, oral (m rec), unprotected sex, the rest will contain Zach's usual banter and fluffiness

Word count: 2.1 k | not edited 

Also - I know it might get confusing, but the italics are what happened the night before, but in the form as if it's happening right now, like you're replaying the night in your mind. Hope that made sense, enjoy! 

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"You want to know what I think is crazy?" Zach asks as his fingers drag up and down your arm. 

"Hmm?" You hum quietly as you keep your head on his chest. You feel him laugh slightly, "That no one has figured us out yet." 

You laugh, moving your head to look up at him, "Well now you just jinxed the hell out of that." 

He shrugs, a smirk on his face, "I mean I like us being a secret and all, but it's so hard for me to not say certain things when you're on the pod with us." 

You nod, "Yeah, I know what you mean." You smirk, "So what, is that your way of telling me you're going to out us at tomorrow's show?" 

He raises his brows, "I'm full of surprises babe. Guess you're going to have to wait and see." 

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

The next day, you're sitting on the red bench, headphones on and you're getting ready to do the show, but your mind just isn't there. 

Instead it's elsewhere. 

Specifically, replaying the time spent with Zach the previous night. 

The way you felt coming back from the restaurant, you needed him, his hands resting on your hips as you unlock your door made you crave him. 

When you finally got the door open, it was like the energy that craved one another clashed, As soon as you push the door open, he spun you around, lips on yours as he backs you into your apartment. 

"Hey." A hand is woven in front of you, "Earth to y/n." 

You look over at Tara and blink as you take your headphones off, "Yeah, hi. I'm here." 

"Where the fuck did you go. You were like-" she mimics how you were staring, "Zoned out." 

You laugh, "Sorry. I'm tired. I was up all night." Zach and Jared walk onto the set, "Oooh. Up all night doing what?" Zach teases and you roll your eyes, "I was coming up with a list of places that've already been to for Sam and Colby." 

Zach sits down and raises his brows, "Wow that was very specific." Zach sighs, placing his headphones on and you can't help but laugh. 

Friends around friends, lovers when it's just you two. 

You lean back, placing your headphones back on and Tara speaks up, "So I have to ask, how does it feel being better than two of the most liked ghost hunters in the world?" 

You laugh slightly, "What do you mean?" 

"I know you do paranormal investigation stuff too, and just the fact that Sam and Colby are coming to you for stuff.. I don't know that just.." Tara laughs and you tilt your head, "Are you just saying that to make a jab at them?" 

She nods and lean in to your mic, "Well then it feels pretty damn good." 

"Alright, alright. Anymore and we'll be scraping your brain off the walls from your head swelling to the point of exploding." Zach tries not to laugh and you shrug, "Hey, I take it when I can." 

You give him a quick and subtle wink then quickly change the subject, "Cat got Zach's tongue so I'll just go ahead and do the intro for him." You laugh, "What's up guys, we're here with Tara, Alyssa, me, Jared and oh, I guess Zach is here too." 

Zach just stares at you and you can't help but laugh. 

"Okay, but I love the fact that she announced Tara and me first." Alyssa laughs and you point to her. Tara nods, "Yeah, I'm going to have to say that we need to all vote to make y/n the person who announces the show." 

"Like a pre-recorded track because there are days she isn't here." Alyssa points out and you nod, "I agree. All in favor." You raise your hand and instantly say, "Three versus two. Girls win." 

"Youre ridiculous. Who invited you here anyway?" Zach rolls his eyes and you furrow your brows, "Um, you?" 

"Can you just like, zip it." Zach motions at his mouth and you smirk, "Make me. Take my headphones away." 

Zach tries not to laugh, "I mean, I can. But you might moan a little." 

"Oh my god. No. No. No." you close your eyes and look away from him, but in secret, you'd be on your knees in seconds for him. 

Zach places his hands on your shoulders, urging you to your knees. You drop down, complying to his every silent request. 

You stare up at him as he shrugs his black jean jacket off, eyes locked on yours as his jaw is slightly slack from your hand sliding over his throbbing cock that's being held back by his jeans. 

"I don't think.. you should say that to our guests?" Jared says with a nervous laugh, "I'm actually surprised you haven't gotten sued yet." 

"Please." Zach shrugs, nodding to you, "She won't sue me." 

Tara points to you, "I think you should just for his reaction. 

You laugh, "Thinking about it." 

You weren't thinking about that at all, Zach undoes his belt, followed by his jeans. The quick sound of the zipper going down causes your skin to perk up with goosebumps, caused by excitement. 

You rise up from your calves, licking your lips as you work fast to free him from his boxers. 

Zach speaking pulls you back into reality, "So now that we're past that embarrassing ensemble.." 

Zach trails off and so does your mind, You loved hearing Zach's little moans and groans as you held his cock with your lips and tongue. 

The way his fingers gentle drug over your head, slowly pulling your hair as his pleasure grew larger, "Fuck." 

Zach didn't really swear in general, so when he did, and it was because of you. It was even fucking hotter. 

You blink, snapping back into reality. 

"So I thought we could talk about something serious today." Zach says and Jared laughs, "Oh no. Someone's getting fired." 

"Yeah it's you." Zach says, pretending to be serious and Jared laughs, "I'd love to see you try, I'll just tell you no and you'll listen." 

You laugh and nod, "No that's so true." 

"Yeah whatever." Zach rolls his eyes, "No I have an exciting announcement." 

Your heart thumps and your head snaps towards him slightly. 

His eyes move to you and he smiles a little bit, "So, I have some news that may shock a lot of people, but I think everyone should know this, from me." 

"What's the fuck is happening?" Tara asks and Zach sighs, speaking quickly, "We're going to be doing a live dropouts show." 

You let out a breath and keep your stare on him, "Wow, Zach. That's great." 

"Better be, because they want all of us who are here right now." Zach gives a thumbs up, "What a relief it was to get that off my chest." 

You laugh slightly as your eyes trail down his neck to his necklace that's lying comfortably on his chest. 

Your back slams onto the bed, Zach's lips kissing over any skin they can reach. You let out a moan as he sucks a hicky into the skin over your hip. 

He kisses up over your boobs and up your neck. He leans up and you feel his cock slip between the folds of your pussy. 

The shiny necklace dangling from his neck as you feel him slide into you fully. You find it so hot when it swings back and forth with each thrust.

"Hey, I can't lie." Jared laughs and Tara cuts him off with a yell, "Say it!" 

You look over, at Tara, laughing as she keeps pointing to jared. You look over at Zach and he gives you a look that would make your legs go weak if you were standing. 

It wasn't a weird look. It was him just staring at you, knowing why you keep zoning out, and he was just making it worse. 

"I liked y/n's intro." Jared sighs and you look over at Jared with a clap, "Thank you." 

"You definitely thought it was better than Zach's intro, right?" Alyssa asks and Jared laughs, "I'm not answering that." 

You yelling with excitement, "Fuck yeah! Because you know that girls are just better than boys!" You motion between you, Tara and Alyssa. 

"Whoa, whoa!" Zach says waving his hand out in front of him a few times, "Settle down. Settle down, I'm getting flashbacks." 

"War flashbacks." Jared snorts and Tara asks with a laugh, "Flashbacks of what?!" 

You look at Zach, laughing and he shakes his head while furrowing his brows, "I don't know what you're laughing about because these flashbacks are of how loud you were being last night." 

It all happened so fast you blank, "What the fuck." 

"What did he just say?" Jared asks, mouth dropped with surprise. 

"Oh yeah, okay." Tara rolls her eyes and as you're still staring at Zach, he tilts his head slightly, giving his brows a quick flick. 

He outted you at tomorrow's show. 

Might as well roll with it. 

"You gonna tell them or you want me to, princess?" Zach smirks and you shrug, letting out a dramatic sigh, "Whatever helps you sleep at night." 

"Oh, you know exactly what helps me sleep at night." Zach winks as you look at him and you shake your head, looking down to rest it in your hand. 

"I can't tell if they're joking." Alyssa laughs and Tara cuts in, "Yeahhh, I mean, okay. I've actually been extremely suspicions about these two for weeks now."

"Oh please tell us what made you think that, Tara." Jared leans in, super invested into the conversation. 

You look up and look from Tara to Zach and he shrugs, "Hit me." He nods to Tara and she smirks, looking between you and Zach, "Well for starters, he stares at her every time she looks away." 

"I like looking at the back of her head. It makes it so I don't have anything mean to say." Zach shrugs and you  just laugh. 

"What else you got, Tara?" Jared encourages and Tara laughs, "Another thing is, they'll stop answering me at both at the same time. Like I'll be texting both of them and then all of a sudden.. radio silence." 

"I have a very strict bed time, Tara." You and Zach both say, just adding fuel to the fire and you just laugh, knowing that you're caught. 

"See!" Tara tells pointing, "See!" 

"Well.. if you don't know you do now." Zach laughs and Jared eggs him on, "Know what? Zach. Care to enlighten us with a perfect confirmation?" 

"What's my lawyer?" Zach yells looking around as he raises his hand. 

"So isn't true? You and.." Alyssa points from you to Zach and you laugh, nodding your head slowly. 

"Wow." Jared says, "I honestly did not expect this is come out onto the podcast today." 

Zach reaches for his water and takes a sip, "Listen, we played dumb, but we knew what we were doing." Zach scoffs, "Alright. You can't tell me that you weren't fooled."

"I knew my suspicions were there for a reason." Tara laughs, "How long?" 

"Two months." You laugh and they don't believe you.  Zach nods, "No she's serious.  It was after the episode with Jake and Johnnie." 

"Oh shit, yeah I guess that was two months ago." Tara nods, "I'm just like.. having a holy fuck moment." 

"Yeah." Zach laughs, "She came to see if I was as rich as I bragged that I was, and I must have passed inspection because she didn't go home that night." 

"Oh my god." You laugh, "That's not.." you shake your head and Jared laughs, "I just.. that really does shock me, like.. y/n. Why him?" 

You shrug, smiling as you look over at Zach. He glances at you and smirks, "What can I say? I'm full of surprises."

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

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I got you

A Zach Dempsey x Reader imagine

Summary: Zach and Clay finds a polaroid of you at the Clubhouse. You were past out on the couch with Bryce kissing your cheek and some other jocks around you looking like they were having fun. Zach asks you about it but you don’t remember anything. 

Not exactly like the episode in season 2.

Warning: Mention of rape.

THIRD PERSON POV

    Zach was looking through the polaroids from the Clubhouse with Clay and Jessica. Zach sighed as he looked through all the photos of the girls. Jessica threw some on the table, running her hands through her hair. “These poor girls.” She said with sympathy. 

“These polaroids go way back.” Clay said.

    Everybody was silent most of the time until Clay found something. He lifted up a polaroid and said, “Guys, isn’t this Chloe?” He showed a polaroid with Bryce naked on top of Chloe. She looked out of it like she was being raped. Jessica took the photo and closed her eyes. “Oh my God.” 

    Looking through more polaroids when suddenly Clay found something again. He let out a deep exhale before looking at Zach with a horrified look. Zach looked at him with a confused expression, almost scared to hear what he had found. “What is it, Clay?” He demanded. Clay handed him a polaroid. Zach took one look at it then closed his eyes, covering his mouth. It was his girlfriend, (Y/N). She was unconscious on the couch, Bryce kissing her cheek with a few of his other team mates. He was raging with anger. Pissed off that Bryce did this to his girl. Pissed that he had the nerve to take a fucking picture. Pissed that he did this against her will. Pissed that he had to find out like this.

“Zach, I don’t think she remembers this.” Clay said shaking his head.

“What the fuck? We need to go now. I need to go ask her.” Zach said worriedly as Clay nodded.

“Jessica, you should talk to Chloe. See if you can get her to see what kind of a person Bryce really is. We need her to testify.” Clay said nodding his head at Jess. 

“Okay. I’ll go now.” She said standing up. She put a hand on Zach’s shoulder. “Don’t get mad at her. She was unconscious. Talk to her.” 

    Zach nodded, tears forming in his eyes. He exhaled, frustrated. He ran his hands through his hair and face. “Fuck. He’s gonna pay.” Clay sat there collecting all the polaroids, then turned to Zach with a pained expression. “We’re gonna get him, Zach. (Y/N)’s my best friend, and so was Hannah. We’ll do them justice.” 

    When they reached (y/n)’s house, Zach grabbed her hand gingerly and brought her to the living room. Her parents weren’t home yet so they decided to talk to her there. She was confused, naturally. “What’s going on, Zach? Clay?” She said rubbing her hands nervously. Clay sat next to her and Zach on the other side. He held her hands, looking at their intertwined hands with a sad look. Then he looked up at her with one or two tears rolling down his cheeks. “Zach, why are you crying? Tell me what’s wrong.” She demanded. He rubbed her hands with his thumbs then said, “Baby, this is gonna be hard to look at but I need you to look at it and tell me what you remember. Okay?” You nodded slowly, fearing the worst. He nodded at Clay and Clay took out the polaroid of her at the Clubhouse. 

YOUR POV

    He held it out to you and you took it slowly, wondering what the hell they were so shaken up about. When you looked at it, your heart nearly dropped. Your mind was going haywire and you were almost crying. Your eyes fighting the tears. How could this happen to you? Why would Bryce do this to you? Your hands were shaking a bit and Zach noticed. He put his hands on yours, looking at you with a pain in his eyes. “(Y/N), what do you know about this?” He asked you as gently as he could.

    You shook your head, tears streaming down your cheeks, shaking. You looked Zach in the eyes and said through uneven breathing, “Zach, I don’t remember this. I swear-I- don’t know anything.” He shook his head and pulled your head into his chest. He kissed the side of your head, looking at Clay who was clearly pissed. Clay put a hand on your back to show that he was there for you. “Okay, baby. Okay. It’s okay. I believe you. I’m not mad. We’re gonna get him. Okay? He’s gonna fucking pay for what he did.” Zach said harshly. 

“I can’t believe it. Why would he do this to me?” Your words muffled in his shirt. 

“Because he’s a fucking piece of trash.” Clay said angrily. “He did this to Jessica, Chloe, and now you. God knows who else he fucking touched.” 

“Chloe?” You looked up at Clay.

“Yeah, we’ll tell you about it later.” Clay said.

    Zach sighed, putting his hands on your face. He wiped away your tears with his thumbs. He tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear and said, “I’m so sorry, baby. He’ll fucking pay. I promise. He won’t ever touch you again. He won’t. I’m not gonna let him. Okay, (y/n)? Clay and I, we’re gonna fix this okay?” He looked at you with love and care in his eyes. He loved you so much that he can’t even think about what Bryce did to you. He hated him with his whole soul in that moment. Seeing you cry was the last straw. Nobody hurts his girl.

“I love you. Don’t you worry. I got you. I got you.” He kissed your head. He was going to fix this. To make things right. He was going to do justice for Hannah. For Chloe. For you and all the clubhouse victims. He loved you with all of his heart and to know that someone did something so horrible to you made his heart rage with anger. He felt hurt, betrayed. He was gonna make Bryce and the rest of his asshole of a team pay for what they did to his girl. Nobody hurts his girl.

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Words and Paper - Part VII

Summary: Y/N is a brilliant young lawyer who was hired by Tony Stark himself. She didn’t expect half of the things that would happened, but she was sure glad Bucky happened.

A/N: I hope you guys enjoy this part! Let me know if you’d like to be tagged! You can send in prompts and requests, however I will not be getting to them for a while because I am going abroad for a while. Also, don’t hate me for the ending :P

Word Count: 1.9k

Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Language, Crime

MASTERLIST

PART I | PART II | PART III | PART IV | PART V | PART VI | PART VIII | PART IX | PART X | PART XI | PART XII | PART XIII

Y/N stared at the whiteboard in front of her; it was covered with bits and pieces of evidence and information. It had been a long few days of hard work but she felt like she and Zach had made a decent amount of progress and out together a solid case. Tomorrow would be the real test though, when they had to go and present their case in court.

They had spent countless hours interviewing witnesses who could provide testimony that their clients were where they said they were and video evidence showing the clients. It hadn’t been an easy feat, seeing as Russians were not the most giving people and were often reluctant to do anything considered snitching. They were able to find a few people who would come forward.

After reviewing the evidence and getting to know the clients, she believed in their innocence. They were unfortunate and just happened to look enough like certain Russian gangsters that were trying to get away with crimes.

Y/N had been so absorbed in her work, she had almost forgotten about everything else - including Bucky. After ignoring his initial calls and texts, she had gotten back to him to reassure him that everything was fine but would be busy and was not purposely ignoring him.

Y/N rubbed her face in exhaustion as she ran over the evidence in front of her again. She was sure her clients weren’t the criminals, but she was morbidly curious to know who the real criminals were. She was quickly pulled out of her thoughts by the buzzing of her phone. She cast it a wary eye and saw that it was Bucky once again.

“Hey Buckaroo,” she said quietly and sank into the chair at the table in the big conference room.

“Hi Princess. How’s everything going?” She knew it was killing him to be away from her when she was in a precarious position. He didn’t like to not be in control of things. She was half surprised he hadn’t randomly shown up yet.

“It’s been crazy here. We’ve been so busy trying to put everything together, but I think we’ve got a good case. We’re going to court tomorrow. Hopefully it’ll be over quickly. I can’t wait to be back home. I miss you."

“I miss you too, Y/N. I’m glad to hear it. I’m sure you’ll provide an excellent case. I hear you’re a pretty good lawyer,” he chucked with relief, hoping she’d be back in a few days.

“I mean, I don’t want brag, but you’re right,” he could almost hear her smirk through the phone, “there’s just one thing that bugs me though.”

“Oh? What’s that?”

“I think our clients are being framed, I’m sure of it. More and more things are falling into place and it looks like our clients are scapegoats for some Russian gangsters. I really just want to know who they are,” she picked up a pen and nearby piece of paper and started absentmindedly doodling on it.

“Y/N-”

“Bucky, it’s fine. I’m being careful,”

“Y/N, please listen to me. The Russian mob, the KGB, are nothing to mess around with. If you cross them they will come after you,” his voice sounded calm but there was a note of hesitation in it, “this is not a time to be a martyr. You need to tread lightly. Please just finish what you need to do and come home, preferably in once piece.”

“Please don’t stress over this, Buck. I’ll be fine, I won’t put my nose where it doesn’t belong,” she stopped what she was doing and pinched the bridge of her nose, “they won’t even know I’m onto them.”

“Y/N, don’t joke around, please just do what I say. I’m not trying to be controlling, I just want you to be safe. If anything, make Zach do anything risky,”

“I swear it on my life. I know you mean well,” she stood up and started pacing, “I gotta go, okay? I’ll call you when I can.”

“Okay, Y/N. Stay safe and if you need anything at all, call me.”

“Will do,” she ended the call before he could say anything else.

“Y/N?” She was pulled out of her thoughts by Zach’s entrance.

“Oh hey. What’s up?” He held two cups of coffee in his hand and gave one to Y/N. She gave a nod of thanks and happily sipped on the dark liquid.

“Do you feel ready for tomorrow? I think we’ve got a solid case. Good corroboration,”

“I think so too. Hopefully the Russian justice system will see it that way too,” she shrugged her shoulders a little.

A few moments later, Florence walked into the room, a grim expression on her face. Y/N and Zach exchanged uneasy glances.

“I’ve got some bad news,” she sighed and pulled a small bundle of papers out of her bag and tossed them on the table, “it appears our lead witnesses have suddenly ended up unavailable. One dead and the other now refuses to speak in fear of death.”

“Fuck,” Zach sighed as he picked up the police reports on the death of the witness, “seriously. What else could go wrong?!”

“Do they have any suspects? Motives?” Y/N’s face fell as she realized how much harder their job would now be.

“Not officially. However, I think to us it’s clear. We’re going to have to be careful. The mob is making itself known,” Florence sighed deeply. She was ready to be over and done with all of this.

“This just keeps getting weirder and weirder. They really want to protect themselves,” Y/N’s curiosity was starting to get the better of her, “do we know any of their whereabouts?”

“The KGB?”

“Yes.”

“They’re everywhere, to be quite frank. They sometimes have a larger presence at the train stations though. That’s how they push drugs and guns so quickly and efficiently. Most of it takes place before we even know about it,” Florence narrowed her eyes in curiosity at Y/N, “why?”

“No particular reason,” she tried to give what she believed was a sincere, innocent smile, “just curious.”

“Well, they’re not the ones to worry about. We need to readjust our strategy for tomorrow, ”

“Of course. Before we continue, would you two mind if I headed out and grabbed some lunch?”

“Go ahead, just don’t be too long,” Florence dismissed her with a wave of her hand and directed her attention back to Zach as they started rewriting their notes.

Y/N gave them a nod before grabbing her bag and quickly heading out in the direction of the central train station. She was going to directly talk to anyone who seemed suspicious, she just wanted a lot at what she was dealing with.

She quickly found her way to the train station, and tried to blend in as much as she could. If the mob was onto her clients, they would no doubt already know who she was and what she was doing.

She wasn’t directly getting herself into trouble, she was just gathering intel. At least that’s she planned on telling Bucky, if she ever decided to mention it at all. She knew he would flip if he found she was getting this close.

Y/N pretended to look at the train schedule, blending into the bustling crowds and scouting any locations that seemed suspicious. After a few minutes she gave up and headed over to a bench and sat. Pulling out her phone, she scrolled through her social media feeds, keeping one ear open.

After a little while, she got what she wanted when she saw two well dressed middle age men turn a corner and disappear. They had been walking closely together, heads down and casting glances all around.

“Bingo,” she whispered to herself. Y/N waited a few minutes so she wouldn’t draw attention to herself before following their path. Stealthy, she hoped. The crowd quickly thinned out and almost no one was around the corner where she headed. She bit her lip and pushed on, trying to remain in the shadows.

After following a few dark path, she saw an open door and peaked in. Her jaw dropped when she saw a follow separate part of the train station, inaccessible to the general public. In the space was a large group of men, dressed in their finery, lugging around and crating weapon caches. Once the crates were sealed they were placed into an empty train car. She wondered if there were drugs getting smuggled along with the weapons.

Y/N watched them for a few more minutes before deciding she had seen enough. If these were the type of people she was dealing with, she was going to have to be as careful as possible. The only way she figured he could get a leg up on them was by beating them in a courtroom. Tomorrow, she’d have to do just that.

She backed up silently and made her way back out. Just when she thought she was in the clear and no one had seen her, an arm reached out and grabbed her. Y/N almost had a heart attack in shock. She turned to look at the person holding onto her and she let out small gasp, It was one of the men she had seen enter the area earlier.

“Hello, Dr. Y/L/N. We’ve been expecting you,” his accent was thick, but that didn’t disguise the malice in it.

“Umm, I don’t know who you think I am, but you’re mistaken. I just got lost, I’ve never been here before,” she tried to feign innocence as best as could and hoped he would buy it. Sadly, his smirk didn’t falter.

“Why are you bothering to lie at this point? We’ve caught you either way,” he yanked her arm and puled it behind her back so he had control over her. She struggled and tried to get out of his grasp, but it was no use. He was much stronger than her.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about I swear,”

“Shut up you stupid girl. The boss is waiting to see you,” he turned her around and started leading her back down the dark passage. Her mind raced with all the ways she could try and escape or call out for help. She didn’t know if it was smarter to cooperate or try and fight.

“Tell your boss he can suck it,” she spat out. So much for cooperating. The man said nothing but twisted her arm, causing Y/N to hiss in pain.

Head her back into the big open area and the all the men stopped what they were doing and stared at her. She felt nervous under their judgmental stares.

“Mr. Mikhailov, your honored guest is here,” the man called out to no one in particular. There were several long moments of silence before footsteps echoed throughout the area.

“I am so glad you could finally join me, Y/N,” her jaw dropped as the man came into view. She couldn’t believe who was standing before her.

“It was you. It was you all along,” she shook her head in disbelief. Her eyes started welling up with tears of anger, “I should have known.”

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The Shooting / 13rw Group

The Shooting 

13 Reason Why Cast x Reader

Masterlist

A/N: So I have had this one hidden away for a while. My computer decided that it does not want to charge anymore unless you shove the power chord in the the hole (Pun Intended). My toe is smashing into it right now. Okay, love you guys.

Warning: Of Course Cussing ---------------------

Everything was amazing until that that. The day that my loved ones died. The day that ruined my life forever. The day of the shooting.

"Wanna ditch 4th?", said Zach sitting right next to me, quickly slamming his face with food. We all have been close since the tapes came out public. We have faced obstacles together, and it being our senior year, we need each other the most.

Its awkward to think that the people around us know what I have done to Hannah, but it wasn't compared to what Bryce did. Thank god he's in jail. The whole group was surprised of how many girls came out to say Bryce raped them. We are all happy they have justice.

The bell rang. "Hey Zach, I think I'll talked you up on that offer. Meet you in the lounge." I shouted over the loud rustle of kids' backpacks and them walking out the lunch room. The lounge is our secret room where we meet when we ditch. It's actually an old janitors closet, but no one uses it.

We added somethings from the drama room to make it look nicer than before. We were able to fit a couch and even some lights. Blankets and old curtains filled the place up. We love it there.

"Hey"

"SHHHHH, I saw the principal walk by here a second ago. Hurry get in" Zach screamed at me.

I quickly ran in, hoping any of the teachers didn't see me. "Jesus, I swear we need to find a better hide out.", I say as Zach grabs my Hand.

"But this is the most quiet" he places a hand on my cheek pulling me forward about to kiss you.

"What the FUCK!", you screamed at Zach. "What he hell do you think your doing!" You ran out of the closet as fast as you could. You went to the girls bathroom.

*beep, beep*

The silent lockdown sound went off while I was washing my face. The school had weird circumstances with lockdowns. There was an alarm, it was really quiet and when it's heard you know shits about to get real. The last time the alarm went off we had a crazy, drunk homeless man in the school.

"Shit", you whisper. "The teachers won't let me in. What do I do?" You think back to going to the Janitors Closet but you don't want to go through anything with Zach again.

"Its probably a drill" you roll your eyes. But deep down you know it's not. They don't pull drills with that alarm. But in your head. "There's a first time for everything."

You start to walk for the hall way.

The lights are off, but you see a figure in the distance. Standing either with their back to you or face to you. It was too dark. In the corner of your eye you saw the red dot, the alarm light. You knew that this wasn't a drill no more.

You were frozen. You couldn't move. They might have seen you. But they didn't react to your presents.

The faintest noise came from the direction of the person. "(Y/N) run." You knew what it said. You knew who it was.

"Tyler?"

#13rw #13rw fanfiction #13rw imagine #13rw smut #clay 13rw #zach dempsey #zach 13rw #jessica davis #justin foley #alex standall #bryce walker #clay jensen #hannah baker #tony padilla #zach dempsy #montgomery de la cruz

[samandcolbyownme]

Summary: anon request - "Hey so it's my birth day tmr and was just wondering if you could write something for me like Zach justice x reader and he has a guest on the podcast and he gets jealous and the at the end of the podcast they have a cute moment before leaving and going home for like a rough but passionate smut" 

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, Matt Rife Warning, Zach being Zach, banter, guest flirting with reader, Zach getting jealous, kissing, biting, hair pulling, slight choking, slightly rough and unprotected sex, fluff with a dash of filth 

Word count: 4.9k | unedited

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"So are you finally going to tell me who the special guest is?" You ask as you look at Zach through your phone screen. 

He laughs, "Mm, what's in it for me?" 

"Because tomorrow is my birthday and you'll be making me happy?" You say slowly and laugh, "come on." You pout into the camera and Zach sighs, "Stop being cute." 

You smirk slightly and tilt your head as he continues, "or at least come be cute in my bed." You let out a laugh, "I think that that's my cue for going to bed." 

"Laaaame." Zach drags out loudly. You scoff, "excuse me?" He laughs, "I said saaame. Goodnight." 

You roll your eyes, "goodnight." 

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You show up to the house and walk through the door. Tara is standing with Alyssa and you walks up to them, "Hey." 

"Hey!" Tara says, "Are you excited for today's show?" 

You roll your eyes, "Zach wouldn't tell me who's coming." Alyssa laughs, "Really?" You nod, "I called him last night to see if he would tell me.. nope." 

"Oh, well it's Matt Rife." Alyssa fills you in, "I have a feeling that Zach is going to be very jealous today." 

Your brows furrow and you look between her and Tara, "Why.. um, why do you say that?" Tara rolls her eyes, "Please. That man is head over heels for you, y/n." 

You laugh, shaking your head, "There'a no way." 

"Alright party people, let's get ready to get this show on the road." Zach yells as he walks to his seat, "Special guest will be here in five." 

You roll your eyes and make your way to your seat. Matt is going to sit where you normally sit, which is right next to Zach, so you sit in the seat next to Matt's. 

"Fuck, sorry I'm late." Matt says as he rushes in through the door, "I'm here now." 

Zach holds his hand up, "There he is. What's up, brother?" Matt walks up to Zach and give him a hand shake. He looks over at Jared saying hello to him and Tara before he look at you. 

You're not looking at him, but you can tell his eyes are on you, and Zach secretly hates it already. Matt sits down and he waves to Alyssa, "Hey." 

Alyssa smiles and puts her headphones on, along with everything else.

"What's up everybody, welcome back to drop outs." Zach says and you all cheer, "We have a special guest with us today, and it also happens to be very special day for someone else." 

"Haaa-py biirthday.." Jared initiates by singing and soon everyone joins in. 

"Happy birthday dear y/n. Happy birthday to you!" 

"Thank you." You smile, "Thank you." 

"Alright, now moving on to the more special part." Zach says and motions to Matt, "Matt Rife everybody." 

"What's uppp." Matt smiles before looking to Zach, "Don't be mean to her. It's her birthday." 

Zach looks taken aback for a split second before covering it up, "Yeah, you're definitely new here." Zach rolls his eyes, "Anyway." 

"Oh. Wait!" Tara yells and stands up as she takes her headphones off. She runs off the set and over to her bag. Everyone is watching her and she comes back over with a tiara that says Birthday Girl in cursive, "Here!" 

"Weird way to propose, but my answer is still yes." You laugh and look up at her from the tiara in your hands, "Thank you." 

She takes it from your hands, placing the tiara gently on your head and fixes your hair, "You heard it here first everyone, this bitch is mine." 

Zach raises an eyebrow as you look over at him and you roll your eyes as you smirk, "Zach." He shrugs, "What? You were thinking it too because you wouldn't have accepted Tara's marriage proposal if you didn't." 

You tilt your head, raising your hand as you shrug, "Okay." You look over at Tara, "You got me there." 

Tara puts her headphones on and leans in with a smirk, "I think I actually just fell in love with you, y/n." She laughs and you smile as you look around. 

As the rest of you get lost in conversation, Zach's eyes zone in on the tiara resting perfectly on your head. His mind goes to watching you drop down to your knees and bob your head on his dick with it on. 

"I think Zach fell asleep on us." Jared teases, "What the hell man? Are we that boring today?" Jared laughs and Zach looks at everyone, "I'm just not feeling it today." 

"Everyone hold on." Alyssa laughs, "He's up to something." 

"Are you okay, Zach?" You ask looking at him and he nods slightly, "Yeah," Quickly changing the subject, "So Matt, your profession is comedian, right?" 

Matt nods, "Something like that, yeah." 

"Huh." Zach nods, "What is your favorite thing to do within the show?" Matt purses his lips as he thinks, "Crowd work." 

"That was my favorite thing to do at our live show." Tara nods, "getting to interact with the people was so fun." 

"Exactly, exactly. And most of the people who come to my shows, know exactly what they're in for." Matt continues and you nod, "I can can agree that." 

Matt turns his head, "You've been to one of my shows?" He smirks slightly and you smile, "I have." 

"Which one?" He tilts his head and you laugh, "Liberty, I think? Cincinnati or something. I don't know but you went back and forth with someone who was a stripper." 

Matt laughs and that causes Zach to clench is fist. He reflexed when Tara started talking, but he resorted to picking at his nails. 

"Wait wait wait you need to eleborate." Tara laughs, "Please." 

"Yeah we need context of this stripper incident." Jared laughs and Matt sighs, laughing as he starts to tell the story. 

You look past Matt and stare at Zach. 

His stare is on you and you squint your eyes at him. He  purses his lips slightly and quickly winks at you. You smirk and so does he because he has you blushing. 

"so yeah, but like I said, people basically pay to come get bullied by me." Matt nods, eyes flicking from your eyes to your chest. 

"Have you ever hurt anyone's feelings by doing that?" Zach asks and Matt laughs, "Dude, are you not caught up with me?" 

Zach sighs, "What the heck." He pulls out his phone and starts to google him, "Matt Rife Controversies." 

"I love how he made controvers-ies, like more than one." Alyssa laughs and Jared nods, "Uh huh. Right." 

"So while we wait, "Y/n. Are you excited about your big birthday bash tonight?" Tara says moving around to get comfortable, "I can tell you that I am so fucking ready to drink." 

You nod, "Oh my god. I actually can't wait. I just got pictures of the venue being set up and it looks so good so far." You pull out your phone and go to the pictures. 

You hand your phone to Tara and she swipes through, "Oh hell yeah." 

"What time does it start?" Matt asks and you look at him, "You can come anytime after eight." He nods, "anytime after eight, got it." 

This had Zach's blood boiling, "So you have made a lot of people mad." Zach chuckles, really wanting this podcast to be done and over with already. 

Matt laughs, "Yeah, yeah. But I mean, that's honestly party of the gig." He shrugs, "I'm not for everyone and that is something that actually took a while for me to come to good terms with." 

You carry on the conversation and a few others for the next hours and a half. 

Zach couldn't wait until Alyssa said you all were good so he can finally get you alone for more than a few seconds. 

Once the time comes he rips his headphones off of his head and rests them on the mic, "Thank you for coming onto the podcast, Mr. Rife." 

Matt stands up, shaking his hand, "Thanks for having me." He points to you, "I hate to rush off but I have a few other things to do, but I'll see you guys later, yeah?" 

You nod, "See ya." You wave and Tara waves, "Bye, Matt!" Alyssa waves and says by to him and right before he walked out he turns back, "Happy birthday, sweetheart." 

Zach wanted to mock him horribly, but that would just be so out is the blue that people would start to question it, so he turns his eyes to you. 

You smile and nod, looking back at him, "Thank you." 

Matt gives you a wink and you turn back around, "Are we getting ready at my place or.. where do you want to meet?" You ask Tara and Alyssa. 

"We can do it at my place." Alyssa nods, "Plus, I am close to the venue, so if we did need to we walk it's not far at all." 

"Yes that works." You nod, "Okay. I'm going to go home and get my stuff ready. I will meet you guys at Alyssa's say.. six?" 

They both nod and you give them a thumbs up, "Love yas. See yas." You go to turn and walk away but Zach walks up to you, "Hold your horses for a second." 

You laugh and you turn around, mocking him, "I don't have horses." He smirks and tilts his head, "C'mere for a sec would ya?" 

"Why?" You sigh, tilting your own head, "I need to go shower." He smirks, "You'll get a shower, I promise now come here." 

He pulls you into the hallway leading to the stairs and he looks down at you. You and Zach have been good friends for a while now, even made out when he took you home drunk the one night. 

You know the look he's giving you. You take a quiet breath, "Who told you?" 

He smirks, "Eyes talk, sweetheart." 

You bite your lip and you smile, "So are you coming home with me because I need to get my shit around." 

He tilts his head, "Do you want me to come home with you?" You chew on your lip, this wave of boldness washing over you. 

You lean in, "I have my own house. No one can hear anything." You lean back and smirk as you tilt your head towards the door, "Come on." 

He follows you out to the car and gets into your passengers seat. You get in and look over at him, "So can I ask you something?"

You start your car and start to back out of the parking space and Zach nods, reaching over to slip his fingers into the rip of your jeans. 

His gentle touch right above your knee driving you absolutely insane, "So, why now?" You glance over at him and he furrows his brows, "not following." 

You sigh, laughing slightly, "why did you wait until now to finally tell me that you liked me, too?" 

"I didn't say a word." 

You look over at him, tension building rapidly the longer your eyes hold on his, "You didn't have to." 

You lick your lips and look away, beginning to drive when the light turns green. His finger still brushing against your leg, itching for you to grab his hand and hold it within yours. 

"So how do you feel about Matt being on the podcast?" You look over at Zach and he shrugs, "It is what it is." You roll your eyes, resting your arm on the consol as you dangle your hand right above his wrist, finger tips barely grazing his skin. 

"Why are you acting like it wasn't a good podcast? I mean other than you being pouting and flirting with me on the down low." 

You poke his arm and Zach groans, "Alright, you yanked my dick enough." He laughs and you roll your eyes, "You wish I did." 

He points to you and smirks, "And that my friends, is a true statement." 

You laugh, "Get on with it." You say as you pull into your driveway. You put the car in park and reach down to unbuckle, "We're not leaving this car until you tell me what I wanna know." 

Zach opens his mouth, repeating exactly what you say at the same time you do, "It's my birthday, Zach. You have to be nice." 

Your mouth drops and he gives you a nod, "Yes, princess. It's your birthday. Now.." he tilts his head, fighting back a laugh, "we needed to talk, and it needed to be somewhere you could take your clothes off.. " he fights back a smirk, "So, we can fuck in here or we can fuck in there." He points to your house and looks back at you. 

You smirk, "who said anything about fuckin'?" He lays a hand on his chest, "Oh is this not why you brought me to your house? My apologies." 

You roll your eyes, "You sound so jealous right now." 

He scoffs, "Jealous of what, y/n?" 

You press your elbow into the center console and rest your chin in your palm, "You know, you flirt, I mean.. fuck around with me every time I'm on the show and every time you see me, but never.." You hold up your pointer finger, and right now he's doing what you're doing and his face in an inch away from your finger. 

"Not once." You move your hand and look into his eyes, "Did you pull me aside and give me that kind of a look." 

"Explain this.. this look." He tilts his head, cheek now resting in the palm of his hand, "But you might want to make it quick because I don't want you to bitch because I made you late." 

You roll your eyes, "You looked at me like you were in love." He slowly grows closer and you lick your lips quickly as your eyes bounce from his to his eyes. 

"You ever think that maybe I am?" He whispers and you can't help but smirk, "I mean.. not like I was going to make that my birthday candle wish or anything."

He laughs, "Okay. I'll give you that one, that one was funny." You laugh and look at him, "Was Matt flirting sure me the final straw?" 

You see him nod slightly and you bite your bottom lip.

His eyes flick down to your held lip and back up to your eyes, "Hey, um don't you have a party you need to get ready for?" 

"Fuck." You laugh, nodding, "Yeah." You look at the house and back to Zach, "Come on." Zach stays still, "Where are we going?" 

You smile and lean in, "So I can show you that you are the one that I want." You press your lips to his and his hand lays on the back of your head, not wanting you to pull away. 

"Mm. Zach." Your giggles muffled by his lips on yours and you manage to lean back, "Hey. Come on." Zach huffs, "way to be a cock block, sweetheart."

He gets out, following you up to your door and his hands are roaming all over your body as you get your key from your key ring. 

His hands slip under you shirt, "Runnin' outta time." Zach mumbles against your head and you push your door open. 

He walks you in, hands on your hips and he uses his door to swing the door closed. You spin around and his body is on yours, a hand on your hip and a hand on the back of your neck, holding you to him as your lips meet his once again. 

By this time, you had totally forgot you were still wearing the tiara that Tara got you and Zach's eyes fixate on it as he remembers what he first thought about. 

"Knees." Zach says as he places his hands on your shoulders. You slowly drop down and you look up at him. He bites down on his bottom lip at he watches you undo his belt, "You know. As soon as that thing sat on the top of your head, I picture you exactly like this." 

You feel your cheeks grow warmer and you let out a breath, "I totally forgot I had that on." Zach smiles, "I didn't." 

You work to get his throbbing dick from his boxers move you've tugged his pants down. Your hand gently gripping the base of it, squeezing gently as you rise up to run your tongue over the head of his leaky head. 

He lets out a groan and bites down on his lip, groaning lowly, "Mm." He looks down at you, "That's it, baby." He lays a hand on the back of your head, fully taking in everything about his fantasy that's coming true. 

He moans lowly as you bob your head up and down, earning a gasp as you take him in fully, "Fuck, babe." Zach throws his head back, "That's my-" he looks down at you and pulls your head away from him. "-girl!" 

You smile up at him and bite down on your lip, saliva dribbling down your chin. He swipes it away with his thumb and he nods towards your bedroom, "Lead the way."

You stand up, taking his hand into yours before you lead him up the stairs and into your bedroom. 

You pull him in and close the door before Zach pulls you into him, lips meeting yours once more. 

You let out a whine, gripping his shirt, "Zach." You whimper, "Please." You push your hips into his, reaching down between you to stroke his cock a few times. 

He groans, hands gripping the hem of his shirt to rip it up over his head, and he places his hands on either side of your neck, "Shit." He breathes out, moving his hands down to your hips, "Get back there." He walks you backwards and it wasn't long until your knees buckled from hitting the bed. 

Your back meets the mattress and Zach's lips meet your neck, "I really.." he speaks in between kisses to your neck, "..want to watch.." he kisses up to just below your ear, "..the birthday girl ride me." 

You nod eagerly, "Please." You beg, "Please; Zach."

Zach chuckles, "And if I'm being honest, your whining and begging is completely boosting my ego-" he very quickly corrects himself, "I mean completely makes me want to cum inside that pretty little pussy." 

You roll your eyes, "your head is swelled either way, Zach." You laugh, "But I'll take the second option please." 

You bite your lip and his grip on your hip tightens before he rolls over to pull you on to his lap. He stares up at you for a few seconds before he nods while glancing towards your shirt, "C'mon now, you just told me you want me to cum inside you. Don't be shy now." 

You smirk, laughing slightly as you pull your shirt up over your head, discarding it to the floor, "Happy now?" 

You smirk at him and his hands move to your boobs with a nod, "oh hell yeah." 

You watch as he looks up at you and with a swift motion, his hand is pulling you down to him by the back of your neck so he can kiss you. 

Your lips move in sync for a few minutes then you suddenly remembered, it's my birthday!

But in panic mode, "Mm." You lean back, "What time is it?" You ask and Zach, obviously frustrated, lets out a short sigh, "Do I look like Father Time to you?" 

"Well if you didn't still have your pants on, I could be on top of you already." You roll your eyes, leaning over to check your phone. 

Zach scoffs, planting a gentle slap to your ass, "Sor-ry, I didn't know taking our time to enjoy this, wasn't on your agenda,too." You bite down on your lip to hide your laugh and you lean back over, looking down at him. 

"I have a little under two hours." You whisper and he nods. His hands move to grip your waist and he slowly rocks your hips over his dick, that's straining against his pants. 

"Zach." You whimper out, "stop teasing." 

He rolls you over onto your back and his hands move to take off your jeans. He slips them down your legs and tosses them. 

His bottom lip between his teeth as his eyes focus on your lace panties lying perfectly against your skin. He leans down, his lips lacing your skin with fiery, open mouth kisses as his fingers drift up your legs. 

His fingers slip into the band of your panties and your hips rise as he pulls them down. His eyes flick up to you and back down to your soaked cunt. 

He drops your panties beside him and locks eyes with you as he pushes both his pants and boxers down before moving to make his way in between your thighs. 

You smirk, tilting your head as he lifts your hips slightly, "You know, you're incredibly hot when you're jealous." 

You feel his dick brush against your clit and you gasp. Zach smirks and pushes the tip between your folds, "Me? Jealous?" He fakes a laughs and leans down, pressing a kiss to your lips, "Over you? Yes." 

He thrusts into you and you let out a loud moan, "Fuck." You whimper out, "That's why it's so hot." He smirks and presses his lips to yours, and you accept his invite to make out. 

His hips roll slowly into yours and you moan into his mouth. He swallows your moans with ears, kissing back towards your ear, "You're so beautiful." 

His voice is low and you slide a hand down his arm and grab his wrist. You drag his hand up your body and place it around your neck.

You look up at him with such a pleading look, Zach can't help but not resist. 

His hand tightens around your throat and you moan out, and your moans quickly grow quieter the harder he squeezes. 

He leans up on his free arm and watches down at how your pussy swallows him with such great ease, "Fuckin' hell baby." 

He looks up at you and his jaw literally falls slack to the scene below him, "Shit." He breathes out as his she's scan over your slightly reddened face, your eyes are rolled back with your lips slightly parted. 

You're just absolutely loving being fucked by him right now. 

His thrusts remained slow as he loosens his grip and you let out a quiet gasp. Zach stops thrusting and gently taps your cheek a few times, "Oh no. I killed her." 

You smile and he sighs, "Phew. Great, because I did not want to have to put necrophiliac on my resume tonight."

You let out a laugh and lean up to push him to him to his back, "I mean, you know you have consent either way." You laugh as you straddle him.

Zach sits up, his face close to yours as he fixes the tiara that's slightly crooked on your head, "Hold on, baby." 

Zach calling you baby and even sweetheart and especially princess, gave you butterflies. Even his jokey insults like slut, and bitch, and yapper number two, but especially slut because you would be his slut. 

Any time of day. 

"Better?" You ask watching him lay back, an arm tucking behind his head, "Better." He bites down on his lip as he watches you lift your one leg to reach down and hold his dick steady. 

You spit into the tip of your fingers and smear it on him which causes him to gasp slightly. You smirk as you slide down onto him, eyes locking with Zach's. 

His hands fly to your hips. You grip his forearms as you pant, gasping out at how deep he feels inside of you. 

"Move. Sweetheart." Zach squeezes your hips, urging you to move in some type of way. You let out a whine as you roll your hips slowly, crying out Zach's name and other curses lowly. 

"Use me to get yourself off, sweetheart." He winks, "I just wanna watch." 

You smirk and you lean back, placing your hands on his knees for support. You bite down on your lip and keep your eyes locked on his as you start to move your hips up and down. 

Zach positions one arm behind his head again, and places his hand under your thigh. His eyes move down to your pussy taking his dick, then he looks up at your tits bouncing each time your body meets his. 

His eyes roll closed and his hips buck upward, "Goddamn." He groans out, "S-swe-etheart.. you're gonna make me cum." 

You lean down, pressing kisses to his before you lean up, "Isn't that the point?" You ask, rolling your hips into his, moaning out quietly, "Zach." 

He sits up and flips you over so your hips are pinned to the mattress, "I'd say you got about, maybe an hour to shower and get all your stuff around before you have to leave to get ready." 

"Just fuck me." You whine, sitting up as you pull him towards you. His lips crash onto yours and you feel his hands push your thighs back, knees to chest type of deal. 

You moan loudly, arching you back as Zach slides his dick back in to you, "What's the birthday princess want, baby?" Zach pants out and you dig your nails into his back, "I-I need you to cum in me." 

Zach bites his lips, laughing slightly, "It's a risky move. I love it." He picks up the speed of his thrusts and sloppily presses a kiss to your lips, "I love you." 

You freeze, "W-h- wai-" you laugh slightly, "Zach." He kisses up to your lips, "Mm. Wh-Wai- what, baby?"

"What di-"

Zach cuts you off, "I'll tell you later." He presses his lips to yours and you let out a loud moan as he thrusts his dick into you fully. 

"Your arms tighten around his neck and you whimper in his ear, "I love you, too." 

You feel his body tense and his grip on your hips tightens, "Say it again." He mumbles, turning his head in to kiss your neck, "Please." 

You slide your arms down, laying your hands on his neck, moaning out as you squeeze his dick with your, desperate for release walls, "F-fuck.. Zach." You whimper out, "I love you." 

You let out a moan, arching your back as you feel yourself quickly become engulfed with an intense pleasure. 

Zach fucks you through your high, listening to every sound he can pull from you, "So fuckin' pretty." Zach grips your chin and his thrusts grow sloppy and slow. 

You bite your lip as you feel his dick twitch inside of you and you look up at him. He raises his brows and lets out a sigh, "You told me to." 

"I know." You laugh and reach over to grab your phone, "Fuck." You jump up, "If you're showering with me, let's go. But we're not fucking around." 

Zach stands up, following you to your bathroom, "Yeah, you say that now. How much time you have?" 

"Forty five minutes." You turn the shower on and Zach bites his lip, "Give me five of those minutes while we're in here."

You smirk and pull him into the shower with you, "Let's see it."

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You were still shocked that Zach got you both off in five minutes before you rushed around and went to Alyssa's, but that was only after Zach trapped you in the car for another make out session while dropping him off. 

Your party was going very, very well. 

Everyone was having the time of their lives, and honestly so were you, you loved the attention but the only attention you wanted was from one person and his eyes have been on you all night. 

His stare begging to get you alone. 

You had to admit, Zach losing his final straw today was the best birthday gift ever, his jealously was super sexy.

"You look bored." You say walking up to him, "My party not good enough for you?" Zach laughs and leans in, "Nah, I just can't stop thinking about how pretty you sounded earlier." 

You feel your cheeks darken and he smirks, "Happy birthday, Princess." 

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I hope you liked this! I'm going to get some Sam snippets out so in the mean time, tell me what you thought about this. Ilysm! 🖤

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Summary: Anon request - "hi my birthdays on monday the day before yours so i was wondering if you could do a fwb w zach and reader and like its smut and then after zach confesses he likes her???" 

Warnings: SMUT18+, strong language, FWB relationship, confessing feelings, oral (f rec), hair pulling, biting, hickies, scratching, choking, unprotected sex, filth and fluff, also Zach will have his own place in this one shot. 

Word count: 2.6k | unedited 

Happy (late) Birthday! I hope you had the best day! Ily 🤍🎂 

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Usually you and Zach were professional with the hookups. 

Get in. Get done. Leave.

But something about this final time was.. different.

You sit down on your couch, finding a way to break yourself of this boredom that you've been trapped in all day. 

A smirk comes across your lips as your eyes meet Zach's name in your contact list. 

One of your favorite things to do, besides fuck him, was fucking with him. 

You go to your text thread and laugh slightly as you type out your message, Hey so I heard that you were flirting pretty heavy with your guest today.

You set your phone down in your lap to lean forward and grab the remote. As you lean back, your phone goes off. 

You laugh, shaking your head no as you read his response, Aw sweetheart. You sound like you have that bug that's going out? You know the one called jealousy. 

You tilt your head, I don't get jealous, thank you. Strictly professional business, remember? 

You laugh slightly, shaking your head as you wait for the bubbles to leave and his text to appear, I can honestly say that you are a liar. 

You scoff, fuck you. 

You pull your lower lip between your teeth as your eyes scan his text, Come fuck me yourself you coward. 

You tilt your head, a smirk etched onto your lips as you type out, What are you doing right now? 

Zach immediately replies, About to get in the shower. 

You stand up, walking over to grab your keys, Wait for me. I'm on my way.

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

The door opens as soon as you reach the stop of the stairs and you smirk as you walk in the door, right past Zach, "Thank you." 

You turn around, eyes scanning over his shirtless figure, "So.. did you wait for me?" 

Zach locks his door and walks over to you, "What do you think?" He smirks and leans in to close the space between your faces. 

You drop your bag, hands immediately going to his cheeks. His hands slide down to slip inside of your sweatshirt, "Nothing underneath?" Zach raises his brows, "Must be desperate for me tonight." 

You roll your eyes, "Yeah, whatever just kiss me." You pull his face back towards yours and his hands slide to your hips, pulling you closer to him. 

He bends down, lifting you up and your legs fall around his waist. He walks into the bathroom, turning to press you up against the wall. 

His lips move down your neck, biting and sucking little marks into your skin. 

You whimper, moaning out with each new mark, "Zach." You breathe out, "Please." 

He kisses back up to your lips, "You gotta take your clothes off for me, baby." 

Baby should raise flags. 

Red flags. 

That's not in the can part of the imagined rule book for this. 

But you just go with it, "Okay." You nod, letting your legs fall from around his waist. He sets you down, stepping back so he can flip the shower on. 

His eyes meet yours then slowly trail down your body as you work to reveal it all to him. 

"Come here." Zach reaches out, pulling you to him once your hand is in his. His lips are on yours, his hands slide all over your body like they haven't been there a million times already. 

You slide your hands down his chest, nails dragging over his skin, and pull the band of his sweats away from his waist. 

You slip your other hand down, "Mm. No boxers. Must be desperate for me tonight." You smirk and Zach shakes his head, "You're my favorite pain in the ass." 

He smiles and presses his lips to yours, bending down slightly to push his sweats down. You help push them down before your hand wraps around his cock. 

A small moan escapes and you smirk against his lips. 

Zach walks you over to the steam filled shower, pulling the door back before he walks you back a step. 

You gasp at the hot water washing over your body and Zack smirks, "almost as hot as you." 

You bite your lip and pull him in for a kiss. Your lips move in synch, graduating to a heated, beautiful, full of passion make out. 

He slides a hand down your body, biting down on your lip and tilting his head back as his fingers work your clit with small circles. 

You grip his shoulders, parting your thigh as you tilt your head back. A moan falls through, causing Zach to smile. 

His head dips down and he kisses down your chest, fingers slipping back to rub the opening of your soaked cunt. 

"Z-Zach." You whimper, "I need you." 

"What was that, baby? Couldn't quite hear ya." Zach whispers in your ear and you give your whole being over to him, moaning out loudly, "I fucking need you." 

"That's what I thought you said." He chuckles quietly as his fingers slip into you, "Can you say it again?" 

You rest your head back on the walls nails gradually digging into his shoulders, "Fuck. Zach." You look at him, scrunching up your face as he pushes his fingers in more, "I need you." 

He smirks and pulls his fingers out, "How do you need it, sweetheart?" 

You wrap your arms around his neck, lifting one leg to rest on the outside of his thigh, "I don't care how, just fuck me." 

Zach instantly lifts you up, cock pressing against where you need him most at the moment. 

You lean in, pressing your lips to his as he slips inside of you. You both moan, hands gripping into each other tightly. 

"You always feel so fucking good." Zach mumbles against your lips and you nod, "Mhm." 

You slide a hand to the back of his head, tangling your fingers in his hair. You earn a groan from him as you pull, "Shit." 

You tilt your head back, moaning out loudly as his hips Slam against your body. 

"We can do this later." Zach says reaching over to shut the water off. 

Your heart sinks because at first you didn't know what he meant. 

He walks out, you still in his arms, and he tosses you on the bed. You let out a laugh, "Zach, I'm soaked!" 

He crawls over your body, giving you a smirk as he nods, "Oh I know you are." He raises his brows and leans down to kiss down your body. 

You let out gasps and whimpers as you feel him suck different spots into your skin. 

His hands push your thighs open and he immediately kisses down to your clit. 

You gasp, brows furrowing as his tongue laps over it, "Shit." You look down, watching as he licks down and pushes his tongue into you. 

You tilt your head back, arching your back as you lay your hands on his head, tightening your grip on his hair. 

He groans against you and you whimper, "Fuck, that feels so good." You lay your leg over his shoulder, pulling him into you more. 

His hand slides a hand over, slipping two fingers inside of you as he kisses your inner thigh. 

You slide a hand down, rubbing circles onto your clit. 

"There ya go baby, atta girl." Zach bites his lip as his eyes flick from your face to where his fingers are. His eyes move to fixate on yours still rubbing circles. 

"Fuck." Zach groan, moving his hips, "I need you." 

He pulls his fingers out and quickly moves up so his body is over yours. He pushes your leg open further as he looks down to watch his cock slip into you slowly. 

"Oh fuck." You moan, back arching. 

Zach's eyes travel up and down your body, watching your boobs bounce as he thrusts slow and hard into you. 

You reach as Zach speeds up his thrust. You pull the corner of the pillow that your head is resting on, moaning out loudly, "Fuck, fuck fuck." 

Zach leans down, lips connecting to yours. He slows his thrusts down, mainly focusing on the kiss he's sharing with you right now. 

This wasn't just like any other get in, get out time. 

This was, dare you say almost like, lovemaking? 

Whatever it was, you liked it and you really didn't it want it to end. Ever. 

"I love you." Zach whispers, and that completely catches you off guard. You stare up at him, hand on his cheek as you try to decipher on whether or not it's an in the moment type of thing or.. what. 

"I love you." He whispers, pausing everything as he kisses you. 

You nod, pulling your head back slightly, "I love you." 

Zach tilts your chin up, resuming his thrusts as soon as he kisses you. After a short moment, he rolls over and you crawl on top of him. 

He reaches down, inserting his cock back into you and you moan into his neck. Your chest is pressed against his and his hands slide down to grip your ass. 

The movements are at a slow pace, usually they're fast. 

You honestly didn't think you and Zach knew what slow was.

He moves your hips up and down, moaning into your mouth as he slowly thrusts from below you. He slides a hand up, laying it in the center of your back, holding you to him. 

You rest your forehead against his neck, moaning out as your hand slides up to lay on his cheek. You tilt your head up, moving in to kiss him. 

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum." Zach whispers and you nod. 

He rolls you back over, lips attaching to your neck as his thrusts pick up speed. 

Your eyes roll back and you squeeze his cock, moaning as you feel your orgasm rolling up through your body. 

You drag your nails up his back, earning a groan from his lips, his back muscles flexing under your touch, "Fuck, fuck." 

He slides a hand up, laying it onto your neck as he kisses you. His thrusts grow sloppy as his grip on your neck grows tighter. 

He pulls out, making you both gasp, "Shit." He breathes out as you reach down to stroke his cock a few times. 

He opens his eyes and looks down at you, "Well fuck me." 

You smile, patting his cheek, "I already did." He nods, a smirk growing huge on his face, "Yeah, I'll be honest. You did." 

You give him a grin, "I think it was pretty.. mutual." 

He tilts his head, "Um, yeah, I'd say so, too." He sits up, letting out a groan, "Great going." 

"What?" You ask sitting up onto your elbows, "What did I do?" 

He points to the bed, "You literally soaked my sheets." 

You laugh, "That was all you. You didn't dry me off." 

Zach scoffs, "I'm sorry, I had more important things on my mind." He gets off the bed and grabs a towel, walking back over to you. 

He sits down, turning towards you so he can wipe off his mess on your waist. He stands up, "Pick a shirt or something." 

That meant you weren't leaving. Which was, in all honestly, strangely weird to do. You're so used to just getting dressed in the clothes you came in and leaving. 

You stand up, watching as he slips his sweats back on and walks out to the living room. You slip on your underwear and pull on one of his sweatshirts before following him. 

He's lying on the couch, arm resting on the arm rest as he clicks through movies. You walk out more and he moves the blanket that's covering his legs, "Well don't just stand there lookin' pretty." 

He nods towards the couch and you smile, walking over to sit down in front of him. You lay down, back against his chest, and he fixes the blanket to cover your legs, too. 

"Good?" He asks and you nod, "Uh huh." 

You chew on your lip, remembering what you exchanged. 

"So.." you start out, pausing for a second because you were really unsure of what to say, but Zach knew exactly where this was heading and sprung into action, "So.." 

You slowly turn your head to look up at him and he laughs "ummm.." he purses his lips, trying not to smile, "I want you." 

He nods and looks down at you, "Like in the I caught feelings like an amateur.. well well well, if it isn't the feelings I've been trying to avoid kind of way." 

You tilt your head slightly, "You're cute when you're flustered." 

Zach groans, "I'm trying to be serious, here. Y/n, please." 

You smirk, "Key word, trying."  He rolls his eyes, "Fine then you don't get to pick the movie." You look back at the tv with a smile, "We probably won't finish it anyway." 

"Whoa whoa whoa." Zach waves his hand, "Now before we go assuming the best possible outcome." He laughs slightly, "We need to make one thing clear." 

"And what's that?" You ask looking back up at him and he looks sown at you with a funny look, "Whether or not you want me too, duh." 

You laugh slightly and lean up plant a kiss to his lips, "Je pense que vous le savez." 

"You speak French?" Zach asks surprised and you nod, tilting your head, "You don't?" 

"Only between your legs, sweetheart." He smirks and you laugh, "Oh my god." He laughs, "Too. Good." 

He reaches up and puts on a movie before leaning down to kiss your face a few times. 

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

The next day, you wake up, glancing over at Zach before heading to the bathroom. As you pass by the mirror inside, you stop and step back. 

You turn and face it, leaning in as you move your hair. 

You laugh slightly when you see the back to back hickies on your neck, "Oh my god." You whisper to yourself. 

But then you get curious as to where else he put any. You lift up your shirt, eyes widening as you see the small bruises littered over your skin. 

You look at the door as you hear Zach walk out of his room. You walk over, opening the door, "So." You laughed stepping out with your shirt pulled up above your boobs, "What are these?" 

His eyes widen and he raises his brows, "Those, sweetheart." He walks over to you, hands on your hips, "Are the greatest tits I've ever seen it  my life."

You smirk, tilting your head, "Thank you, but I was talking about the hickies." you pull your shirt down and Zach pouts, "Aw hey, don't ruin the fun." 

"You fucking branded me with hickies." You motion to your chest, laughing as you look at him. 

Zach shrugs, "Just gotta make sure that if anyone gets a peak, they know you're mine." He gives you a wink and nods towards the couch, "Now come on, let me give you more." 

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

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