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can you do a blurb about alpha harry freaking out when yn comes to his place smelling like another alpha (she hugged one or bumped into one or something) and being all grumpy and wanting to get rid of it 🤭

oh absolutelyyyyy we love our possessive frat alpha harry!!!! this is on the shorter side but part two will be the mating blurb😙😙

word count: less than 1,000

content warnings: a/o/b content (mentions of knotting/spicy but no smut), harry being jealous and possessive

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Harry wrinkles his nose the second Y/N steps into his bedroom.

"You reek."

It comes out without him even thinking about it, Y/N's jaw immediately dropping as she whips around, a shocked expression on her face.

"Sorry— sorry, that was rude," he mumbles, raising his hand to tug at his messy curls, "It's just— you smell like another alpha. A different one... like, not me."

"You could've stopped at 'another alpha.' I got it then."

He's currently resisting the urge to plug his nose — all he wants to do is throw her over his shoulder and put her in the shower, washing away the fragrance of whoever she'd been around, and scenting her until he couldn't tell who was who. The thought of his omega girl smelling like an alpha that wasn't him made him feel physically sick, bile rising in his throat as the smell continues to permeate his small bedroom.

"Who were you with?" he demands, any attempt at niceties being thrown out the window. It was difficult for him not to get increasingly aggressive the more she stood there, arms crossed over her chest like this whole thing wasn't making Harry sick.

"I told you, I had to work on a group project with some people from my humanities lecture. I just spent, like, three hours in the library with them."

"And were you sitting in a nest of their stuff or something?"

Y/N sends him an annoyed glare, toeing her shoes off in the entry of his room. There's still a decent distance between them, Harry all the way on the other side with an irritated wrinkle formed between his brows.

"Harry, you know I wasn't," she lets out a frustrated sigh, running a hand over her face. "I'm exhausted. I don't wanna argue about this, you know it's not my fault."

The genuine response strikes a chord within him and he suddenly feels awful for accusing of her doing anything that would purposely cause her scent to alter. He swallows harshly, trying to push away his natural alpha instincts in favor or apologizing to his girl.

"I'm sorry," he mumbles, eyes falling to the carpeted floor. "You're right, it's not your fault. It just... pisses me off."

"I know it does. I'm sorry, too. I could've gone home and showered before I came over."

Harry shrugs, though his heart twitches at the thought of her natural fragrance: sweet and woody, nostalgic and comforting. The only thing he ever wants to smell for the rest of his life.

"But... you know," she says softly, a flirtatious lilt to her voice, "No alpha would even think about getting close to me if I had a pretty bite mark on my neck."

A breathy chuckle leaves Harry. "I know, baby. You deserve more than just a random night in this shitty frat house, though."

"I don't care, though—"

"I know you don't, but I do," he murmurs lowly, taking a step towards her. "You're my mate, yeah? Wanna make it perfect."

He lifts his thumb to pluck at her bottom lip.

"Are you gonna let me make it perfect for you?"

The sentiment makes her feel melty and weak in the knees, so all she's able to do is nod her head slowly. He smiles.

"There's my good omega," he says, and her stomach starts to feel like Jell-O. It's always this way when his voice starts to lower and he speaks to her as if she's the only person in the world. She gets tunnel vision, like he's the sole focus of her attention, and it'll only ever be that way.

"How will you make it perfect?" she manages to whisper out.

"Hmm," he hums, tilting his head slightly as he contemplates her question. "Think I'll take you on a trip somewhere. Maybe somewhere tropical so you can walk around in those pretty bathing suits I know you're dying to wear," she blushes, and it makes him chuckle. "I'll spend the whole day spoiling you. We'll lay out on the beach and I'll put sunscreen all over that perfect body of yours. And when we get tired, I'll carry you back to our room."

Her breath hitches in her throat, the imagery clear as day in her head as he speaks.

"Won't even care if your hair's dirty from the ocean or you have sand everywhere— I'll kiss every inch of your body, hm?" he presses a kiss just below her ear lobe and she shivers. "Stick my tongue in that cute pussy and make you squirt over and over until you're begging for me to mate you. Make sure you cum plenty before I put my cock inside of you and fuck you 'til you're all swollen with my knot."

He catches her ear between his teeth, biting gently. He can smell the arousal slicking in her panties and the warmth radiating from her desperate pussy. "And then... when you're shivering and shaking the way you do, I'll bite you. Make you my pretty fuckin' omega girl with the sweetest bite mark on your neck."

She swallows loudly and he hums, giving her hip a small squeeze.

"Now go take a shower. I need to scent you before I go insane."

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alblondo23 · 1 year

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SHARE THE LOSCAR THOUGHTS.

Thank you for asking!! Here's my lecture.

Okay to start off:

Oscar: Alpha or Beta (leaning more Alpha)

Logan: Omega or Alpha (leaning more Omega)

I don't see Logan as a Beta, and I don't really see Oscar as an Omega (I've read and will def continue to read Omega Oscar fics, but personally I doubt I'll ever write or hc it myself, no hate)

Oscar gives off settled Alpha vibes. Not that he's settled down with someone no. Just that he's not snapping at everyone or acting aggressive every second of every day. He's comfortable with himself and doesn't feel the need to act like an idiot Alpha, which makes him very popular. He's plenty aggressive when he needs to be, but he's not an Alpha who people would worry about losing their temper. His temper stays under the radar until the final moment before he snaps. He knows what he's doing, but he's not going to bow down to others just because he's not an in your face alpha. Mans is blanking out McLaren's shitshow. He would blank out most anything outside of driving because he's here to race.

Logan, on the other hand, gives off Omega who's kinda pissed he's an Omega. He doesn't want to be like other Omegas, and thus, he has elected to simply ignore it. He wants to race, and he's been told he needs to be less Omega-like to do that. (This is a mentality he's been working on breaking with Benny and Oscar. It's harder than he thought) He'd tried pretty hard to establish dominance when around Alphas in the lower categories by suppressing every bit of his dynamic. Since they were kids, Oscar had been the one Alpha who didn't immediately go for his throat after being challenged or eventually snap at him, and Logan can't help himself. He's a bit too attached to the Alpha who spent their year at Prema letting Logan push into his space and try to kick his ass on track. He never submits, but he never attacks either. Logan's a bit too into it.

(I also definitely see Logan hiding that he's an Omega and passing himself off as a Beta just because he's uncomfortable being an Omega.)

Logan does not understand being an Omega. He gets asked questions about Omega rights or life as an Omega, and he straight up does not know what's going on. He thinks all the necessary Omega stuff (heats, nesting, scenting) is optional. Benny has to force him to take time off for heats because Logan doesn't understand that he's screwing himself over in the long run.

Oscar thinks Logan started courting him in F3 Prema days only to need a break when Oscar moved up to F2 and Logan was struggling. Everyone thinks that except Logan, who thinks messing around with Oscar, scenting him, and challenging him on track and off was just him showing he's capable of racing with Alphas. Logan is an idiot btw. (Potentially his suppressants make it so he can't smell scents like he should, so he doesn't realize both he and Oscar have been scenting each other as mates not pack for years)

Years later, Oscar thinks that maybe nows a good time to start up that courtship again seeing as they're finally in the same series again. Logan seems happy to court again given he's constantly seeking Oscar out. Everyone thinks they're courting until one day Logan gets asked about it at a press conference and doesn't know how to answer. Oscar swoops in to take the answer, but everyone's seen the shock on Logan's face.

Cue some drama that ends only when Logan has to go off his suppressants and can finally smell and understand that Oscar has been in love with him too. It's about the personal journey of acceptance and character building that Logan needs to suffer through (lol)

In general my whole vibe is that Oscar is very internal about his feelings while being chill outwardly (while also being unafraid to voice his thoughts when he needs to) as Logan is very external about his feelings and has a lot of energy to express said emotions when he's not in a pr setting (which makes it harder for him to say what he actually wants to say even though you can see it on his face). As you can tell I lean Omega Logan just because I think the internal struggle would be good for him.

Thank you for listening to my nonsensical ramble that definitely has grammar and spelling mistakes. Now does anyone have any questions?

#loscar #osclo #thats a ship name i saw somewhere?#logan sargeant #oscar piastri #oscar/logan #a/b/o #asks

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wimble-warcrime · 2 years

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A/B/O headcanons

In my fic 'Call Me Alpha' the way the omegaverse works it a bit different than how it usually does. At least in the fics/hcs I've read.

I'll break it down into each second gender to make it easier, starting with;

Omegas-- Have sweet scents or either fruit or flowers, with a hint of something else. usually two key scents can be detected; primary, either fruit or flower, and secondary, which is dependent on the interpretation of whoever is scenting them. Generally, it's just a variation of seet, like honey.

An omegas first heat is not sexual at all in nature. It is the most painful heat they will ever experience, and lasts between one to two hours. This heat is present during their presentation, and presentation happens between ages 11-13, with some exceptions.

The second heat is the more sexual, but relatively tame. If the omega has been sexual, or engaged in intercourse, than their partner, if they have one, will be able to help them through it. These heats happen between ages 16-18, and can be medically induced if it doesn't happen by age 19.

Omegas are not limited to the submissive and weak personality, but can be string and independent as well. Older generations believe that an omegas purpose is to serve their alpha, this is not true. Omegas can be independent, on their own, and carry on being single.

Omegas can also bond with each other, but cannot mate. Yes there is a difference, I will explain later. Omegas can only procreate with betas or alphas, but can adopt as long as there is two or more of age omegas in one household. Omegas are territorial over their nests, but get along well with every second gender.

Omegas are incredibly creative creatures; they are the artists, chefs, interior designers, and gardeners of the working force.

Betas-- I've seen a lot of people saying that betas are like the normal humans. This is not true in my fic. When a beta presents, they tend to get sick like a normal fever, and will either pass out or puke from pai I their head and neck. Their scents are mild and calming, like the smell of the ocean or fire, or rain.

Betas are natural caregivers, providers and peacemakers. They make up the largest portion of doctors, judges, teachers and politicians.

While they do have to most level headed and neutral approach to problems and conflicts, they are not immune to pheromones. They also release their own. These pheromones are used to suppress and subdue any pheromones getting in the way of thinking.

Betas don't have heats or ruts, but can help out where needed in those cases. Betas also nest, but not to the degree that omegas do. Betas can bond with both alphas and omegas, but can only be mated by the others. Again I will explain this. Beta and beta relationships are most common when it comes to second genders pairing off with each other.

Alphas-- alphas are the most aggressive and territorial, but are able to cull these instincts if taught properly. Alphas scents are sweet, but not as sweet as an omegas. Still distinct in their own way; the primary scent is sweet like spices or herbs, and the second is the same as an omega.

Alphas are the leaders, but not the asshole kind. At least less assholeish than certain fics I've read. They are the presidents and prime minister, managers, ceos. But they are also strong and stubborn, so they are also the heroes, and laborers of society. An alphas job is to protect and provide, and these instincts are harder to cull than others.

And alphas first run is similar to an omegas in the sense that it is not sexual. They usually get agitated, aggressive and sometimes possessive over friends if they feel threatened. This lasts one to two hours. The second rut is tame and less painful, but will be more intense if they had any sexual encounters before.

Alphas also nest, but in the sense that their whole room or sometimes house is their nest/den. An alphas den is their safe space, and they are the most territorial when it comes to things that belong to them.

They can bond with all other second gender, but can only mate with omegas or betas. Alpha and alpha relationships are less common, but are still seen. These relationships are when alphas don't find omegas or betas attractive.

Bonding vs. Mating

Bonding-- a bite mark that symbolizes an active and ongoing relationship with one or more partners. These are temporary, lasting only a few weeks to a month, and need to be 'renewed' when they fade. These marks are always beside neck scent glands. These tell any and all other people that this person is off limits, but doesn't decrease the allure.

Mating-- can only be done between; omega and alpha; alpha and beta; and beta and omega. Omegas can't mate omegas, and alphas can't mate alphas. Betas dont mate, they get mated.

Mating is like staking a permanent claim on another. This can only be don't if both parties are consenting, but can only be don't by alphas or omegas. These marks are bite marks on the scent glands, and these decrease the scent and allure of both parties.

Additional info-- when a person first presents, they get their individual scent, before that, they smell like their family members and friends. Only presented people can smell other people scents, so an unpretentious child cannot smell rheir alpha parents scent.

A child's behavior is indicative of what their second gender will be, but this is not always the case.

Family members cannot be 'turned on' by pheromones released during heats or ruts.

Most families have a large nest where they all sleep in until the child is around 5-7 years old, then they are taught how to make their own nest.

Omegas, both genders, and betas, only female, can bear children. Alphas, bothe genders and betas, male, all have males aligned reproductive organs.

Classes in schools usually have a pack dynamic, but can also have smaller packs like friend goups; friend groups outside of classes are packs, and families are also packs.

Lonely people, if alone for long enough, will suffer from a deepset depression. These will become fatal if left to develop long enough.

Fated ones are people who's scents are similar in their secondary scent, so for example: alphas scent is cinnamon and maple, and omegas scent is roses and honey. These scents are unique to the individual though. There is also the feeling of want and desire which transcends mating and bonds.

If a mate or bonded dies, the mark will be nullified, but the pain is excruciating.

Let me know if you want to be my beta reader!

#bnha #mha #bnha omegaverse #bnha abo #mha omegaverse #mha abo #bnha headcanons #mha headcanons #abo headcanons #abo #abo au

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thefallenbibliophilequote · 3 years

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I Wish You Would

Loki x Reader

1989, chapter 7

"He drove past her street each night"

Summary: It's hard to find the one, but even if you do find him it's always going to be a daily struggle to make it work. Can you even make it work after he broke your heart? The answer to that is complicated, but it all started when you found each other again in the Stark Tower- and that's where our story begins.

Word count: 2,896

Warnings: angst, alcohol, poison, only a pinch of fluff. Not in that particular order.

A/N: this one has more Loki than the last. And... I'm sorry. Also, the timeline is important from the last chapter and forward, so keep it in your mind.

A/N2: @chrissquares made me these awesome dividers! And dear @nacho-bucky beta read this for me!

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"We won't be able to control the dwarves for long, we need to calm them down soon or they will attack."

"Your Highness, we need a plan of attack to keep them from breaching through their borders, some shield spell or-" A different councilman piped up.

"No, what we need is to keep peace. We need a negotiator to help maintain order. No more endless war, we can solve it without offence." The Allfather looked at his counsel until his eyes fell on his son who sat quietly throughout the whole meeting. "Loki, I want you to go and calm the situation down, solve it peacefully."

Loki looked up at his father, his stern gaze left no place to argue.

"Yes father." Loki got up after that, getting ready for the long day ahead of him. But before he could go his father's voice stopped him.

"I expect that when you'll be back you will make arrangements to make up with Lady Iyllir for your past behaviour."

"My first priority now is with the negotiation I need to handle." With a thin smile Loki walked away from his father, now with newfound determination to leave Asgard soon.

He stayed there longer than he wanted to. Apparently their species didn't sleep as often as Asgardians do. When he finally got back to the palace, he teleported right into his room and got in bed; he was never more grateful for his powers than now. Through all of his tiredness though, the moment his head hit the pillow you plagued his mind and sleep faded away from him as you pulled him closer into your dangerous clutches.

He felt as if he was the same heartbroken guy he was before everything happened. She took over his dreams after he let her go, and if he was being honest he let her. He'd imagine her next to him, holding his shattered heart together just enough for him to be able to go to sleep, keeping it as close together as she could until the morning came and she was no longer there and the pieces were all scrambled again. He woke up and remembered that you weren't next to him, and no matter how much he'll conjure her up he knew she won't be you. A face identical to yours still doesn't feel like you.

You were so much more than just a figure to him, he could conjure her up and she would be just like you with the same smile and eyes but beyond that she was nothing but empty. She wasn't you because you had a soul that he could feel just by being close to you, and you had emotions behind those brilliant eyes and sincerity behind the smile. You were so much more than a trick of the eye.

He couldn't even touch her.

Last time, after he left you he was ruined, knowing that he had no way to undo what he did- he had no way back, especially after the fall. But now he knew that even if he would go back and knock on your door- you won't let him in. He knew he would only shatter the peace you could have had if he hadn't barged into your life and wrecked you all over again. He was a selfish man but you wouldn't let him in your door again. Loki wasn't dumb by any means, he knew that you meant what you said and he couldn't blame you.

Sleep decided to claim him, but he could only hope you won't be there too haunting his dreams.

"Are you sure this is wise?" Loki voiced out his doubts as you picked your head out of the blanket fort the two of you spent the afternoon making only to shake your head at him.

"Yes, it is like the best thing ever," were mortals so destructive that they enjoyed lacking their needed sleep time? He was certain midgardians needed more sleep than him and it was rather crucial for them. "I cannot believe you've never had a movie marathon!"

"I don't see the point of sitting in front of your screen for many hours without any break, we could just as easily watch one and on another occasion the other. Why the rush to do things we can just do another time?"

"Time is short, and you have to live in the moment. There is nothing wrong with spending just one day as if you're running out of time with someone, actually that is something endearing in a way." He watched as you got lost in thought before your eyes focused on his again and he knew you won't let him deny this. So the god of mischief entered the warm steady fort you created, well it wasn't actually that steady but you didn't need to know the little magic he used on it.

He had to admit that the little nest the two of you built was quite charming, it was odd how such a delicate thing could give one the feeling of safety.

"Come on we are starting the first movie!"

"You still haven't told me, who is this Potter?" he picked up the disc and examined its packaging.

"I love it when you say that with your accent! And he is a wizard!" you giggled at him and put a bowl of popcorn in between the two of you as the movie started playing.

"Are you trying to tell me that this guy is doing magic?" It was preposterous to know that this is how humans perceive magic. He wished he could show you what real magic is like, maybe one day he will.

"I know! it's amazing! I love Sci-fi so much." The movie kept playing on with him making snarky comments at the characters and with you giggling and defending the movie.

The movies went on one after the other and he might have gotten emotional over some scenes, not that he showed it of course.

It was in the fifth movie that he felt a soft weight on his shoulder and when he looked to the side he saw you laying your head on him with your eyes closed. At this point the snacks were pushed aside and you had gotten closer to him and now you fell asleep on him, your bodies touching and he doesn't know why but he held his breath then. You let yourself to be in such a vulnerable state with him, in this makeshift fort, and his body reacted to it more than it should have. With each loud fast beat of his heart realization fell upon him. He didn't know what it was just yet, but he understood it.

It was odd, the feeling he got, he had never been this enchanted with someone before- let alone a human. You seemed to have some sort of effect on him that he couldn't shake off even when you weren't around him. You caused these blooming feelings to erupt inside of him and it was unlike anything he had ever experienced before. And all you did was fall asleep with your head on his shoulder. The god of mischief was falling in love.

•

It was 1am and you might have just stolen Tony's car alongside some expensive bottles he had locked away.

You just had to get out of there, the thoughts got too loud and the dreams got more vivid, so you knew exactly where you needed to go to get your mind straight and maybe drink some wine.

No one knew about the apartment that you kept even after moving into the Tower. The only other person that knew about it was Tony, who bought it and kept it there just for you, clear of annoying neighbours in a silent neighborhood.

Getting into the apartment you shivered at the cold, so you turned on the AC and popped open the first bottle of wine.

So you sat there with the bitter sweet wine scenting the room. So far you had no luck of forgetting the young prince, his taste and smell easily overpowered the alcohol if you focused on them strongly enough.

You almost did.

But with each sip you got sent back into a kaleidoscope of memories. Headlights pass the window pane and sent you aware to a far memory.

"Why are you dressed up like that?" Loki raised an eyebrow at you when he took a sit at the dining room table and you put a drink in front of him. He grew quite fond of midgardian drinks, they were much better than mead. You closed the window and the curtain, the bright light outside was blinding you. It was too early in the morning for that.

"Like what?" you stretched your arms and hem of your night shirt went up a bit and revealed skin that Loki tried not to look at.

"Still in your sleep wear."

"It's morning and I'm not going anywhere." You shrugged him off and sat down in front of him.

"Are you not going to change because I'm here?" he kept his eyes on your face.

"No, I'm comfortable." You shrugged him off again and began to eat your toast. Your answer however lingered in the back of your head.

"Alright," he answered and took a sip. "I'm just saying that it's not fitting for a lady to be dressed like this."

He knew how much you hated being called that. His smirk was hidden by his cup of coffee.

"You son of a bitch… don't call me that."

"Not call you what, my lady?" you pointed your fork at him and he couldn't help but think how adorable you look like this.

"Call me Lady one more time and I'll show you exactly how not lady-like I am."

"Okay, fine!" he watched as you brought your cup to your lips only to realize that you drank all of your tea. "Come on, I'll make you another cup of tea as an apology."

You let him take your empty cup with a satisfied smile. When he was in the kitchen you wandered to the question he asked and the immediate answer that you gave him. It took you a second to get out of your thoughts when you realized something.

"Oh wait Loki you don't know how I make my-" you got up to the kitchen only to open the door right to Loki who just gave you the tea he just made. He moved past you and sat at the table.

You hesitantly took a sip, only to sigh in content- it was perfect.

"You know how I like my tea." It was a statement but you were still fazed by that fact as you sat down. His reply was short.

"Well of course I do."

It was odd how such a simple thing as that could make your heart flutter with a feeling that you haven't felt in a long while but you knew exactly what it was.

•

Three months ago in Asgard.

Asgard looked beautiful in the morning. Loki stood in his room next to his window which overlooked the garden. His mind wasn't in Asgard though, and he had a decision to make, one that was waiting for him the moment he steps out of that door.

He knew that it's been almost a month since he left you and you told him to never come back. He had to find a way to move on even if he couldn't. He'd call it a coincidence if it weren't just unfortunate luck.

He was well aware of his options and the fact that there were none, and while he'd rather perish in his own misery a part of him still knew that he would have to take the other choice.

You'd never take him back, not after what happened when the two of you were well aware that the heartbreak would come, not now that you knew who he is.

Without letting himself think any further Loki went out of his room and descended a floor down until he stood outside of the large doors. He gently knocked on them. Who knew, maybe this will someday give him some twisted peace?

The door opened and there she stood in a flowery gown, Lady Iyllir.

"My lady, I've come here to apologize for my past behaviour. I would very much like it if we could resume the plan for our marriage."

•

You threw one bottle of wine aside, it was 2am but you couldn't even drink, you couldn't do anything. You just wished that he would come back and be here. He could always read your mind even when he assured you that he wasn't actually reading your mind.

"Please Loki, I miss you too much to be mad anymore, just come back."

You knew deep inside you that you'll never be clean of him; you'll never forget him for as long as you'll live. If you could, you'd rush all the way to Asgard for him, throwing away your stupid pride.

Maybe he will knock on the door, maybe he is on his way. You humored yourself but the hope was still there.

Yes you told him to leave but what you really wanted was for him to be there on the other side of the door screaming "I'm in love with you" or maybe he'll wait there in the pouring rain and throw pebbles at your window.

How did the god of lies not see it? Why couldn't he see that when you told him to leave you wanted him to chase after you and fight for you?

"I need you Loki, I do."

Then there was a knock on your door, you were sure you imagined it. But it was real and a smile took over your face when you went towards the door. He heard you.

Everything you needed was right there on the other side of the door, with his face and his beautiful blue eyes, and even with the conversations with the little white lies.

You rushed to open the door after he knocked on it again.

But he didn't have his blue eyes.

"Mike?" you really thought that Loki would show up for you. Your smile fell.

"You seemed off today darling," he walked past you into the living room. "I thought you might want some company."

In your state of disappointment you shook yourself out of it and closed the door. You had a boyfriend, you didn't have Loki. You won't have Loki.

"Oh, thank you. That is very thoughtful of you." He put some bags of food and drinks on the counter and came back to you. He wrapped you up in a hug. He may not be Loki, but you needed a hug right now so you held onto him.

"I know that as an Avenger it must be rough, with the missions and the constant danger," he brought you to sit on the couch with him. "I understand that it could get hard, but I'm proud of you for doing that and I want you to know that I am here for you."

He was saying everything you needed to hear, and so you nodded into his chest. Loki was wild and crazy but here you have a guy who is steady and stable and your heart can't seem to listen to logic.

At least he's here.

"I'll get us something to drink and then we can talk about it if you want, okay?" you nodded at him again as he got up and went to the kitchen.

You straightened your shirt until he got back with a bottle of wine and two glasses.

"Oh, I already have wine right there-" you looked back at the half bottle that was left and cringed.

"Don't worry, I'm sure you'll like this one. Plus this one is brand new." He tried to joke but you wished he hadn't seen how much you drank already. Maybe it wasn't a good idea to drink more but you needed it.

You took the glass with the red liquid. Testing it, you shook it in the glass and sent the burning red liquid down your throat. It was pretty good, you had to admit. It had an unusual taste to it that you couldn't quite figure out.

"It's from Europe." He smiled and you smiled back lightly.

You talked to him and didn't really care that you finished your glass of wine soon and he poured you another one.

The alcohol must have started to get to you, you felt a little spacey, the smell of the alcohol made you feel weird.

"I'm sorry, what did you say?" he laughed at you a bit and put his glass on the table.

"I asked you if you're okay, do you feel better now?" it was starting to get a bit hot in the room, you forgot to turn off the AC, you looked around for the remote.

"Yeah I'm just- didn't you drink from your wine?" you looked at the full glass on the table. Your head was starting to hurt and you picked up the glass, the weird smell came back to you and the world felt blurry around you.

"No, I'm afraid I am not here to drink."

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