Chapter fourteen of my Beauty and the Beast AU! You can check the rest here: Chapter one, chapter two, chapter three, chapter four, chapter five, chapter six, chapter seven, chapter eight, chapter nine, chapter ten, chapter eleven, chapter twelve, chapter thirteen.
Word Count: 1,290
Trigger Warnings: Gunshots, that's pretty much it.
A/N: Time for you to listen to "The Mob Song"!
Tag List: @jj-arms, @academiagaymess, @thoroughly--confused, @midnight-lestrange, @call-me-no-one
"At least she learned how to love," Jimmy shrugged, trying to see the positive side of the hopeless situation.
"That won't do us any good if it isn't returned," Darcy replied with a huff, "and considering that Y/N's gone..."
Wanda was about to say something when gallops were heard in the distance, drawing the attention of Tommy and Billy.
"She came back, I knew it!" Tommy shouted, running to the window with Billy. Everyone else followed, but the sight, however, was not what was expected.
"Invaders!" Monica screamed, flying away from the window, ready to warn the others and draw up a quick battle plan, leaving the room with the rest.
Darcy stood looking out the window for a few more seconds, "and there you go! So much for true love."
In a few seconds the door was already being hit by a log several times, being held back by some of the objects, but it was clear that they would not hold on for long.
Monica then flied off to the castle tower, where Agatha would undoubtedly be.
And she really was there, watching silently as the villagers tried to knock the door down. If she wanted, with a wave of her hand, she could turn everyone to dust. It would be so simple, but she wouldn't do it.
"My lady, they are invading the castle, soon they will be here," Monica warned her, trying to get Agatha to react.
But all she got in response was, "let them come, it doesn't matter anymore."
And there Agatha remained, knowing that there was no hope.
Y/N would not come back.
"I have to go back, papa, I have to get out of here," you almost whined, looking out of the carriage windows, "I need to warn her, this is my fault!"
Tony then frowned, "warn her? You barely escaped and want to go back there?!"
You looked back at him, holding his hands, "I didn't escape, she freed me to save you."
"I do not understand..."
"Please, papa, you have to help me save her now, you have to help me get out of here," you pleaded with tears in your eyes.
Your father shook his head, "it's too dangerous, Y/N."
"Yes, it is," you nodded. But your father knew it wouldn't stop you.
Sometimes he wished you were less like him.
"I'll help you," he sighed, before looking at the door lock through the bars, "after all, this is just machinery, springs and gears... but I would need something thin, that fits..."
You then handed him one of the clips that held your hairstyle, making your father raise his eyebrows, "like that, exactly."
Soon the lock was unlocked and the iron doors opened, making you gasp in relief.
There was still time to save Agatha. You wouldn't waste another second.
Meanwhile, the castle doors were opened with a loud BOOM, throwing pieces of wood all over the place. Strangely, after that, there was only silence.
John led the pack into the castle, which was completely dark. Lemar then reached for the candelabra to light it, when it suddently moved and shouted, "ATTACK!"
From one moment to the next, the room was already drowned in chaos, people being knocked over by lamps, hit by books and plates, punched by chairs and burned by pots and hot tea. The perfect distraction scenario for John to continue up the stairs, leaving them behind. It wouldn't matter what happened to them, in the end those who were left would see him become their king.
And John would be the king, as soon as he put an end to the beast that awaited him at the top of the castle, as the enchanted mirror showed him.
All of a sudden, the screams and the noise of the fight died out. John assumed that the fight was won, of course, some cursed objects would never win over all of the people.
But when you finally went through the gate, you could see what was really going on. All the villagers were retreating, fleeing the place with expressions of fear and defeat, even though they appeared to be in one piece.
John was not among them. Of course he wouldn't be.
Instead, John reached the top of the tower, finding the woman who didn't even turn to look at the man.
"Just look at that, the beast of the castle... you know, when Y/N told me about you, I almost didn't believe it," he said with a sadistic smile, causing Agatha to look at him just like he wanted, just so he could see the sadness completely clouding her expression.
John gave a cynical chuckle, "did you really think someone like Y/N would want a monster like you?"
Agatha was unable to tell what echoed louder in her mind, that question or the noise of the shot, which propelled her forward with force and threw her out of the tower.
The adrenaline barely let her feel the burning from the wound, but she definitely felt the shock when she hit the concrete balcony a few feet below. Everything hurt, but at the same time inside it remained numb.
Agatha thought it was over, that the man would finally let her die in peace, but then steps behind her made her understand that he really wanted to make sure the job was done.
It was the scene you encountered when you entered the place: Agatha bleeding on the floor while John continued to point the gun at her. It was like everything was in slow motion, your heart pounding wildly in your ears.
You couldn't stop the cry that came out of your throat, "please, don't!"
This alerted the two of them of your presence, Agatha being the first to react, murmuring weakly, "you are back."
And you were about to answer that yes, you had come back to her, to hold her in your arms and take care of her the same way you had in the night of the wolves. But as soon as you took the first step, John cocked the hammer of the gun towards you, causing you to freeze on the spot.
"Y/N, stay away and let me kill this beast once and for all!" He shouted, still pointing the gun at you.
That was the last straw for Agatha. She was willing to die without you, but she wouldn't let you die for her. The sorceress felt that as well as her life force, her magic was not stable, but she would try anything to save you.
You could only watch, frozen in place as the scene happened right in front of you. Her eyes shone and a purple haze clutched John's neck, levitating him off the balcony. Agatha got up with some difficulty, staring at the man who choked on words that begged for mercy.
But somehow she couldn't drink from the sweet nectar of revenge, not after finding out how much sweeter your voice was, your touches, your laughter. She knew she would lose all of that if she decided to kill the man.
No, this time she would be better than that.
Agatha then brought him back to the edge of the balcony, casting you a look over her shoulder.
A second of carelessness, that was enough for John to raise his gun and pull the trigger, another bullet hitting her body. But he couldn't even see the blood stain Agatha's shirt, because the explosion of the weapon caused John to be thrown backwards, losing his balance and falling with a scream that only stopped when his body hit the cold, hard ground.
But you didn't care, not when Agatha fell right into your arms, almost lifeless.
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Sterek AU Fic Rec
Special Instructions by @trilliath [G, 1.6k]
Human AU, Different First Meeting AU
The pizza place Stiles works at gets an odd prompt for their Special Instructions: Send your cutest delivery boy.
Nothing Like the Sun by @halffizzbin [T, 1.6k]
Human AU, Writer Derek, Fluff, Pining, Oblivious, Humor, First Kiss
“Your eyes, blue and bright / Like Mountain Frost Gatorade,” Stiles reads aloud, not bothering to contain his glee. “Now that is powerful stuff. Oh, but this next line is my favorite: Your skin, warm and soft / As an underbaked loaf of bread. Bread, Derek? Really?”
(Or, the one where Derek is a failtastic poet and Stiles is the editor who likes him anyway.)
Dammit, Gym by @aggybird [G, 1.8k]
Teacher AU, Human AU, Humor
Derek the gym teacher asks Stiles the music teacher for a favor.
Nailed It by @aggybird [T, 2.1k]
Different First Meeting AU, Humor, Deputy Derek, Still Werewolves
Deputy Derek Hale bought a fixer-upper, but he's pretty bad at fixing, so he hires a snarky carpenter to help him out.
more under the cut
You Had Me At Latte Batman by Hatteress @goddammitstacey [T, 2.1k]
Coffee Shop AU, Writer Stiles, Oblivious
The one where Derek’s a barista who accidentally woos Stiles with latte art.
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Monsters Inc AU, Crack
"There there, you poor monster, you."
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Human AU, Different First Meeting AU, Deputy Derek, Humor
In 2nd grade, Nicki Welch told Stiles Stilinski that his plaid shirt and Spiderman graphic tee looked stupid. He responded by looking pointedly at her stomach and saying that bloodsucking hookworms were inside about 700 million people.
She cried for two hours, and Ms. Briar made him go to the quiet chair. “One day, your mouth is really going to get you into trouble!” she’d scolded with a wagging finger.
Stiles contemplates those words as his dad’s new deputy hauls him into the station.
He’s still totally going to blame Scott for the situation, though.
dust off your highest hopes by takeittothestars @alphaass [T, 3.9k]
For this prompt from Niamh:
"Yes I know we all love the pretend-boyfriends trope but why aren’t there 100 more stories of Derek or Stiles pretending to be someone else’s pretend boyfriend and the other getting really fucking jealous about it - because one-night-stands are one thing but seeing someone they’ve been in denial about crushing on act all affectionate and boyfriendly with someone they’re comfortable around is a new brand of hell.
Like Erica taking Derek to her high school reunion as a little fuck-you to all the idiots who never noticed her, or Lydia recruiting Stiles to some smart people convention still stuck in the Dark Ages and only taking men’s research seriously, so she uses the most convenient boy in her life as a gateway to get in there and shame all the closed-minded assholes.
Like of course it’s all pretend but they’re a little TOO good at acting it out and then whoever isn’t in on it is at the hotel bar angrily ordering ice cream sundaes and looking for someone to hit on to take their mind off it and failing miserably.
WHY ISNT THERE MORE?"
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Neighbors AU, Alive Hales AU, Still Werewolves
Stiles starts out with three jack-o-lanterns in front of their modest little pack house, but when he sees Derek staple-gunning orange lights around the entire front of their porch, he comes home with a six foot dinosaur skeleton with glowing red eyes.
No one actually hangs Halloween lights unless they’re going to war.
Stiles and Derek have some kind of unspoken Halloween decorating competition that also involves baked goods and flirting.
Void ab initio by Leslie_Knope @leslieknopeismyshiningstar [E, 4.6k]
Human AU, Fluff, Smut
Tumblr prompt: “We were best friends in middle school and promised (signed a contract and all) if neither of us were in a relationship when we turn 30, we’d marry each other. You moved 5 years later and I haven’t seen you since but you just reached out on my 30th birthday to find out if I’m single. Minors can’t be held to contracts but puberty hit you like a truck and I just broke up with my long term boyfriend a month ago so what the hell I might as well catch up with you.”
A Single Magic Bullet by The Feels Whale @miscellea [G, 4.7]
College AU, Magic AU, Werewolves Are Known AU, Magic Stiles
It’s Stiles last week before graduation and it seems like everything is going wrong. Between Scott finding True Love, werewolf kidnapping rings, sadistic professors, and his final projects, it’s not like Stiles doesn’t have plenty on his plate… but he’s a Stilinski and Stilinskis deal with it. Fortunately there’s a new lycanthrope on campus who seems amenable to pulling his bacon out of the fire.
(Now if only Stiles could figure out why he keeps waking up with his window open, that would be just peachy.)
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College AU, Werewolves Are Known AU, Childhood Friends, Friends to Lovers, Fluff, Smut
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He was not prepared for Stiles, all grown up.
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Tea Shop AU, Human AU, Derek POV, Humor, Fluff
‘You alright there? Need any help?’ someone from behind him says, and Derek startles badly from where he’s been judging the tea (Cardamom with ginger for Sherlock Holmes? And almonds for Jack Harkness? Really?). The person laughs when he knocks over a few tins, and Derek knows that laugh. Sure enough, he looks up as he puts Moriartea back on the shelf and it’s Stiles fucking Stilinski, #24 on the lacrosse team and captain of Derek’s heart since he dropped Cora off at a game once, the cutest, hottest thing on the planet since – since – since ever, if Derek’s honest with himself.
A tea shop AU in which Derek is an editor, Stiles works in a tea shop, both are dumb, and there is tea. For this prompt
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College AU, Oblivious, Pining, Nerd Stiles, Jock Derek
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Simple Math by lizzstomania [G, 6.7k]
Human AU, College AU, Coffee Shop AU, Angst, Fluff
"It's just math, Derek. It's me and you; it’s not rocket science and it's not Shakespeare. It's basic arithmetic and you, for some ungodly reason, never bothered to learn to add."
Sideways and Slantways and Longways and Backways by @hologramophone [T, 7.8k]
Human AU, Office AU, Fluff, Pining, Repression
“I called you a slave-driver!” Stiles cried hysterically. “I called you an ogre! I stole all the blue paperclips!”
Derek raised an eyebrow at him.
“That’s company property!” he shouted, waving his arms madly in distress.
Derek ran a hand over his face. “It’s not theft if the vice president of the company gives you permission.”
(Otherwise known as the Elevator AU)
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Soulmate AU, Alive Hales AU, Misunderstandings, Fluff, Angst
Stiles has always felt pretty lucky about his soul mark. After all, how many conversations tend to start with “This is private property”?
(Apparently more than you'd think.)
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"Hale & Daughters Funeral Home," Derek says dully.
"Oh ho! And which daughter are you?"
Derek casts his eyes up to the ceiling. It's going to be one of those calls.
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Sentinels AU, Soul Bond, Hurt/Comfort
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“First person to flirt with me,” Derek grumbled.
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College AU, Coffee Shop AU, Different First Meeting AU, Werewolf Reveal
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Around the Bend by lupinus, uraneia [E, 14.9k]
Alive Hales AU, Different First Meeting AU, Gym AU, Fluff, Crack, First Time, Misunderstandings
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Things don’t exactly improve from there.
Derek can't stop staring at Stiles, the bendy new yoga instructor at his family's gym. Stiles thinks Derek's a repressed homophobe who hates Stiles for making him want the D. They fall in love.
Fireman Derek’s Crazy Pie [Cheeseburger Baby] by owlpostagain @thegloryof [T, 17.7k]
College AU, Human AU, Everyone Lives AU, Bakery AU, Fluff, Oblivious, Fireman Derek
“He can't blame me for the fact that I live in a building full of people united in the singular effort to ogle Hot Fireman as often as humanly possible."
Laura laughs, loud and echoing in the empty restaurant.
"Hot firemen can make a girl do crazy things," she agrees, nodding towards her brother's name on the menu. "Derek won't let me date anyone from his company, but that doesn't mean I can't appreciate the eye candy."
"Send them my way," Stiles suggests, finally loading up a forkful of pie. "Apparently I'm incompetent enough that I need to be babysat at all times, because it would be cheaper than dispatching a truck every time I try to use a kitchen appliance."
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In which brainy freshman Stiles Stilinski wants star quarterback Derek Hale to join the math team, AKA math nerds in love.
In Which Stiles is Secretly Magic series by apocryphal @the-apocrypha [T, 27.6k]
(All in) High School AU, Alive Hales AU, Magic Stiles
All Stiles wants from life is to learn to control his magic, keep his grades up, and not die horribly while saving Beacon Hills from supernatural threats. It's all going pretty well until Derek Hale, werewolf extraordinaire, has to go and ask him on a date. That asshole.
DILF by twentysomething [E, 30.9k]
Human AU, Kid Fic, Single Parent Derek, Teacher Stiles
"Today is Scott's first day of kindergarten and Derek is terrified."
Murder, He Wrote by @mklutz [E, 31.7k]
Human AU, Alive Hales AU, Deputy Derek, Murder Mystery, Writer Stiles
And that was how Stiles accidentally became a New York Times bestselling author.
Losers by stilinkskisparkles @stileshale [E, 34.2k]
College AU, Oblivious
Where Derek is new to college, eager to spend his time learning, and Stiles is everything he didn't want in a room mate. He's loud, he's into sports, and he keeps trying to make Derek do things.
Or, the one where Derek falls for a jock, Erica will cut you if you disturb her studying, and Jackson is a closeted romantic who pretends to hate everything.
My Taco Sparkles by @butyoureyessaidyes [T, 36.9k]
Human AU, Office AU, Alive Laura, Hurt/Comfort
The first time he sees Stiles Stilinski, the kid’s on his hands and knees in Derek’s office.
Or the one where Derek has to battle corporate espionage, meddling family members, clothing turned choking hazards, and inappropriate feelings for his obscenely attractive new intern.
When You’re Close I Feel the Sparks by Leslie_Knope @leslieknopeismyshiningstar [M, 39.7k]
(All in) High School AU, Alive Hales AU, Magic Stiles, Emissary Stiles, BAMF Stiles, Friends to Lovers, Werewolf Reveal
The guy is hot as hell, sure—leather jacket and glasses, Jesus, be still Stiles' poor, bisexual, beating heart—but more importantly, it must really suck being new on the first day of senior year.
“We’re adopting him,” he decides, tugging Scott and Kira by the elbow in that direction. “Let’s go.”
Exactly Like You by Jerakeen @jerakeenc [M, 70.5k]
A/B/O AU, Pride & Prejudice Fusion, Werewolves Are Known, Pack Fic, Soul Bond, Magic Stiles
“It was Jackson’s idea,” Lydia explains, looking perfectly serious while standing in front of a March Madness bracket of Beacon Hills’ eligible bachelors.
Jackson looks smug. “It only makes sense.”
Stiles meets Isaac’s eyes over the heads of all the crazy people in the room. Isaac shrugs with a slight wince. “’Tis the season.”
play it again series by @metisket [T, 74.7k]
Everyone Lives AU, Magic Stiles
In which Stiles goes along with one of Derek’s plans and ends up in an alternate universe as a result. He should’ve known better. He did know better, actually, and that means he has no one to blame but himself.
“Laura wants to lure the kid in with food and kindness and make a pet of him, like a feral cat. Derek wants to have him arrested for stalking. They’re at an impasse. (And the rest of the family is staying emphatically out of it in a way that suggests bets have been placed.)”
Gravity’s Got Nothing on You by @zosofi [E, 84k]
Alive Hales AU, Fake Relationship, Humor, Romance, Crack, Magic Stiles
“Three weeks,” Derek says.
“Still don’t want to,” Stiles says.
“I’ll pay you,” Derek says, and that… that has Stiles interested. Alf’s Antique’s may be a great job, but it’s not a high-paying job, and half of Stiles’s tuition is coming from financial aid, so…
“How much,” Stiles asks, “are we talking here? Because I know your family, dude. And it’ll be kind of awkward after.“
“My family thinks you’re some sort of fucking gift to the world,” Derek seethes, like he’s jealous, “they’ll probably be pissed at me when we break it off, so don’t worry about that. Five hundred bucks.”
“A thousand,” Stiles says, because screw ethics. Also, the Hale family is loaded. Derek can deal.
The Boy and the Beast by Dira Sudis @dsudis [M, 116.7k]
Beauty and the Beast Fusion, Pack Fic, Wolf Derek, Slow Burn
In which events in Beacon Hills go rather differently from the start, and a Beauty and the Beast (ish) story ensues. (Scott is not a teacup and no one sings about their feelings.)
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Starting Over Chapter 26
I finished my call with Connie, who was begging for details about just how hot things had gotten between Bucky and me, forcing me to ask her how she’d feel if I pressed her for details about her sex life with Joey.
“What do you want to know?” She asked, clearly settling in for a LONG chat. “Favorite positions? How we have to squeeze it in between games or how we have to smother noises so Bryn doesn’t hear us having fun times and want to see what Mommy and Daddy are doing so she can join in?” I cringed so badly that I felt certain she could FEEL it. “Seriously, Brooke, I’ll share anything you want to know.”
“Yeah, I’m good,” I shook off the idea of Joey naked, a guy who was like a brother to me. “I thought it would nip your curiosity in the bud, weirdo.”
Connie snickered. “Sure,” I could hear her opening a can of something, soda or booze I couldn’t guess. “I have to live through you, Brookie, you’re my single friend who is dating an AVENGER.” I shook my head and rolled my eyes. “Bucky Barnes isn’t just an Avenger, he’s Captain America’s best friend who happens to be over a hundred years old and still looks like he looks. I mean, there are LAYERS of hotness there.”
I couldn’t disagree with her there, so I gave her a few nuggets to keep her from going completely batty. Enough to whet her appetite, but not enough to make me unable to make eye contact when both Bucky and I were in her presence together. After promising to check in with her within REASON, I told her goodbye and got out of the car - grabbing my camera from the trunk and then locking the car before heading down the docks in search of inspiration for my portfolio.
I spent the day capturing life on the docks in a small Louisiana town. Instead of focusing on Sam and Bucky, with a dose of Sarah and her sons, I weaved through the other boats and fishermen snapping shots that caught my eye - the way the light danced off the ripples on the water or the way the men and women worked with purpose but also with a shared love of their jobs. No one posed, even when they took notice of me snapping pictures, they simply took my presence as a normal one. Maybe equating me with Sam’s return and Bucky’s added residency - just one more person to join their group and the camera came along for the ride.
I was sitting on a bench going through the frames as the sun was sinking lower when I felt him join me, his shadow my first warning, but his warmth coming soon after.
“You kept your distance today,” Bucky’s arm found a home along the back of the bench and across my shoulders, the scent of hard work and his musk invading my senses and getting the smile I’d decided was his alone to curl across my lips. “Did you get any good shots?” He leaned closer, our temples touching so he could see the viewer.
“I didn’t do too badly,” I offered, tilting the camera a little so he could see better. “How about you? Is the boat looking good enough to sell?” I moved closer, like a moth to a flame, needing to be closer to him.
He hummed, moving his free hand to help my immobile finger click through my pictures. “It’s getting there.” He paused at a picture I’d taken that had the boats out of focus, but the ripples of the water were perfectly in focus, the light capturing each ripple and you could see the fish just below. “How do you do this?” He sounded so impressed, like he couldn’t imagine anyone being able to do it.
I shrugged. “It’s the same as with the boys and the shield really.” It was, you just had to capture the light at the right moment. “The light has to hit at the right moment, and you have to be in the right spot.” It wasn’t that huge of a deal, almost anyone with a camera and patience could do it. “It does look nice.”
“Nice,” he shook his head and turned to stare into my eyes. “Brooke, you amaze me.” I opened my mouth to tell him if he was shocked by this trick he should see what I could do with a color splash editing, but he didn’t give me a chance, his head dipped and his mouth met mine and anything I planned on saying died as the urge to taste him took over.
Just like when I arrived and we first saw one another at Sarah’s house, everything else fell away and we forgot where we were and that there were other people nearby. When Bucky touched me, when our lips met we forgot the world - but lucky for us Sam was close by and he came to our “rescue”. With a gentle tap on Bucky’s head and a LOUD reminder that we were still on the docks, we managed to pull apart, but it was a close one.
“Y’all are going to end up in jail for indecent exposure,” Sam was smirking, dimple digging deep in one cheek. “I swear to God, I think a few of these folks were using their cell phones to record y’all and no one wants to see that go viral.” My eyes went wide just thinking about Connie getting her eyes on that - Shit. “Yeah, exactly.” He shook his head, but his grin didn’t leave his face. “Might I suggest you head back to your hotel? You know, before someone calls the police, or the dock catches fire?”
Bucky rolled his eyes. “You act like no one down here ever kisses in public,” he stood up and held out his hand to help me up. “I swear, Sam, you’re a prude.” He shook his head. “I expected someone from YOUR time to be more OPEN.” He was staring at Sam like he expected better and that had me biting my lip to hold back my laughter.
“PDA is a fine line to walk, Bucky Barnes,” Sam countered. “A FINE line, and what y’all were doing was crossing the line into the indecent.” Sam shook his head. “Should head to a church and light a candle, that’s what you should be doing.”
“You’re advising that I go to Mass?” Bucky was staring at him like he’d lost his damn mind and I was thinking I was going to end up pissing my pants from this showdown. “Are you even Catholic? Are you sure I am?” He was staring at Sam and I couldn’t look at either of them anymore, or I’d fucking die.
“Pretty sure Brooke is,” Sam tossed out and I snorted, I couldn’t help it, it just slipped out. “See!” Not sure how my snort was proof, even though I AM Catholic, but still. “She is, told you.”
“She snorted at you because you’re crazy,” Bucky sounded like he was about to call the loony bin to have Sam locked up. “Light a candle.” He sighed. “We’ll light candles, alright.” He was still holding my hand, but his fingers were sliding over my knuckles in a way that told me those candles weren’t going to be anywhere near a church. “Candles, a nice hot bubble bath, then bed -” my stomach clenched and a few other places. “And trust me, Sam, if we DO go to church? The priest is gonna need to go to Mass to have someone to confess to afterward.”
We were in the car on the way to the hotel and I was still holding back laughter and I was feeling a little - well to be honest, Bucky set a pretty high fucking bar. It was quiet again, but I had some thoughts to be lost in. Finally I had to let something out, so I went with the giggles from the utter insanity of it all.
“Better?” Bucky asked, once I let out most of the hysterical laughter I’d pent up during his and Sam’s back and forth. I gasped myself back to some sense of calm, and nodded, but then the absurdity of what he had alluded to about what we would be getting into during our alone time started to set in and I wondered if I could even manage that level of - what the fuck was he thinking?!
“The priest is gonna need to confess after is he?” I was fidgeting, wondering what the hell I was getting myself into with this superman?
Bucky chuckled, pulling into the lot of our hotel, but then he realized that I wasn’t joining him and he parked and turned to me. “Brooke?” Seeing my fingers tugging at my shirt hem and fiddling with the seatbelt, he unbuckled it. “What is it?”
“That’s a pretty damn high standard, Buck.” I bit my lip and his thumb met my teeth and traced where I was worrying the skin. “I don’t want to disappoint.”
“Oh, doll, no.” He shook his head and unbuckled his own seatbelt. Pulling me to him, he held me and told me that I couldn’t disappoint him, ever. “You are more than I deserve, more than I can ever hope to deserve.” I was about to argue, but he stopped me. “This is me calming you down, Brooke Ashley,” he reminded me. And I smiled at him. “I may have went a bit overboard in baiting Sam, but what we have - it’s more than I ever expected to ever have with anyone.” His brow was furrowed and he was cupping my face between his hands, holding me as carefully as if I were made of glass. “You and me, Brooke. We could make a priest blush without trying, but if we DID try,” and that did it, I laughed, and his smile came back. Then our lips met and all was right in our world again.
We didn’t need the car horn to stop us this time. We even managed to bring my camera equipment and our phones upstairs with us. We ordered dinner and ate first. We did have a bubble bath, a tight squeeze in that hotel bathtub let me tell you, but then - like he’d taunted Sam, we came together in the hotel bed with enough force and need to make sure that should I choose to mention it during my next confession or Bucky during his - the priest would no doubt want to have a moment with his own confessor.
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