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tartagliadevotee · 3 years

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— chapter 2. biting on a rose

pairing: fuckboy!xiao x fem!reader

genre: romance, smut, angst with happy ending, modern au

warnings: xiao’s pov, mean!xiao, emotionally inept xiao, dirty talking, sub/dom relationships, degradation, dumbification, name calling, spitting, dacryphilia, cumming on body/face, punishment, face slapping, subspace, public sex, jealous!xiao, possessiveness, implied prostitution (xiao’s past), implied fwb between venti and xiao, implied diluven, implied poly venti

word count: 4.6k

chapter summary: xiao’s newly found arrangement with you has been going better then he could ever hope for but of course feelings get in the way.

a/n: This is a long one! Hopefully everyone will enjoy the story ! Just wanted to thank the anon who gave me the idea to write this, 🍦 anon who read the story and gave valuable input and lastly @jardinsdeminuit for editing the story, y’all are the best 💖

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A week had passed since their little arrangement began. In all honesty, Xiao was surprised how well it was going. Having sex with you was a good way to let out the tension he usually felt. It seemed like you were enjoying yourself, as well. Balancing work and school was hard for you - Xiao knew that well enough - and coming to his apartment to surrender yourself to him was a nice way to leave the real world behind, even if it was only for a little bit.

Discussing kinks and safewords didn’t go as awkwardly as Xiao had initially thought it would. Since you wanted to test your own limits, you were open to experiment most of the time, and told Xiao you trusted him. Xiao had remarked that it was a horrible idea, but was secretly pleased anyway. There was something nice about being trusted. Not a lot of people did. His only worry was that you wouldn’t say the safeword just to please him. With your lack of experience with pain and pleasure, it was easy for you to slip into subspace very early on, meaning he had to rely on your body and gestures to see if he was causing you any kind of discomfort.

With anyone else, he wouldn’t care, but he just couldn’t do that to you.

“Do you understand why you’re being punished?” Xiao asked, towering over you. When you nodded dazedly, he snapped, “Tell me why.”

“Because I was parading myself around like a whore,” you mumbled, almost in a trance-like state. “I was trying to get your attention.”

“That’s right.”

Xiao pulled out his already stiff cock and waved it right in front of you. He loved the way your eyes followed. You parted your lips and stuck your tongue out, signalling to him what you wanted. Xiao laughed as he slapped the side of your face with the underside of his cock.

“Nu-uh.” He clicked his tongue. “No cock for you today. Did you forget already?”

“B-But…”

A loud smack pierced the air. Your head flew to the side, a lewd moan leaving your lips. Xiao grabbed your chin and turned you back to meet his gaze.

“I said you’re being punished,” he spat. “Now start acting like an obedient little girl before you piss me off even more.”

“Yes, master.”

Oh, that sultry voice, the look on your face-- It was enough to send a shiver up Xiao’s spine. At that point, he just wanted to stop the punishment and shove his cock deep into your throat. It would feel amazing. He took his cock in his hand, gave it a couple of strokes and pointed the tip, glistening with precum, towards your tongue. The way your warm breath ghosted over his sensitive skin was mesmerizing. He gently pressed it against your extended tongue. Your breath hitched and he sharply pulled away, trying to gather his thoughts as quickly as possible.

The way your eyes followed his cock gave him a sense of superiority. You had a hungry look in your gaze, tongue stuck out and body trembling. With a smug smile, Xiao started to stroke himself an inch away from your face. Your eyes darkened with lust. He shifted his weight from one leg to another, and you followed his length with parted lips.

“Do you want to suck my cock that badly?” he grunted, gathering the precum with his palm and sliding it down his cock.

You nodded and he laughed.

“You’re such a slut,” he continued, voice smooth like honey. “Try to have at least some dignity.”

He bent his knees a little, almost touching your lips with the tip. Before he could pull back, you rose onto your knees and licked the underside of his dick. Furious, Xiao drew back his hand and slapped you once more. You bit your lips as the pain melted into pleasure. It was odd seeing you like this, so needy for anything he did. With annoyance clawing at his chest, he gripped your chin and forced you to look back up at him. You gasped at the sharp jerking pain. He placed his forefinger on the top of your tongue and pressed down. Your teeth dug into the muscle and a faint hiss left your lips. All the while, he continued to thrust into his palm, his movements never wavering.

“What did I just say?” Xiao growled. “If you continue this disobedience, you won't be getting anything from me today.”

“‘orry,” you gasped, eyes unfocused.

“I didn’t quite catch that, dear. Be a good girl and repeat yourself.”

“Sorry, master,” you repeated, more clearly this time.

Xiao ignored the second apology as he pulled you closer to his aching cock. Turning your face slightly to the left, he rubbed himself against your skin. Electricity shot across his body, ripping a loud moan from his throat. Every part of your body felt amazing. He didn’t even need a hole to get off. Just a patch of skin. That was all he needed.

Xiao’s cock was practically drooling as he continued to rub himself against you, your cheek and chin dripping with cum. Seeing how you were still determined to taste him by sticking your tongue out further made him cackle with glee. He stepped away from you, strings of his slick following. Desperately, you crawled closer, but he pushed your head back and stroked the red mark clearly visible on your cheek. It was warm and throbbed under his touch.

Xiao leaned down and dragged his lips against the burning skin, placing quick, feather-soft kisses before quickly pulling back. Embarrassment settled in his gut, but he ignored it and continued to stroke himself until he was ready to cum. You were still staring at him with a dazed gaze, lips parted, waiting for him to cum inside so you could have a taste. But he knew better than to give you what you wanted so easily.

He muttered a curse as his balls tightened, his cock twitched and he came white ribbons across your face. Some of it landed on your tongue, lashes and even your hair. Mesmerized by the scene, Xiao pulled you close, stuffing only the tip into your mouth and letting you taste the last spurts he had to offer. You moaned and sucked him greedily, then parted with a smile.

“I should go.”

Your words took Xiao a little off guard. He raised an eyebrow and stared down at you with a dumbfounded look.

“But I haven’t even--oh,”

Touched you, he was about to say. A smirk spread across Xiao’s face as his eyes wandered down. Your hand was buried in your folds, glistening with an impressive wetness. He leaned down and planted a kiss on your forehead before moving towards the bed. He let his body fall onto the comfy cushions, arms spread out as he stared up at the ceiling.

“The point of all of this was for you to wait, Y/N,” he cooed, amused.

“Well,” you replied with a cheeky tone of your own, “you never said I couldn’t touch myself.”

“A hundred points to Gryffindor.”

“Do you even know the other houses?”

“Nope.”

Xiao couldn’t help but smile at the sound of your answering chuckle. So soft, so inviting… He shook his head violently and got up to see you already heading to the shower.

“Where are you going?” he pried, curiosity getting the better of him. “Got a date?”

He hoped that he’d managed to hide the disdain in his voice.

“No,” you answered quickly. “I’m just going to meet up with some friends. Are you working tonight?”

“Yeah.”

“Alright, maybe we’ll stop by.”

“Cool.” He scratched the back of his head as he laid back down. “Just hurry it up. I’m gonna meet up with someone as well and I don’t want him to nag me.”

“Ohh?” you cooed with a smug grin. “A date?”

“Something like that.”

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A waitress set a cup of coffee in front of Xiao as he checked his phone for messages. Of course he’d be late, he thought with a groan. That moron. He set the phone back on the table and went to pick up the cup, when he noticed that the waitress was still there, staring at him. Mentally he sighed, but looked up with a beaming smile. A not-so-subtle blush was already forming on her cheeks.

“Yes?” he asked with a faint raise of his eyebrows.

“W-would you like anything else, sir?” she asked, fiddling with her fingers.

Xiao decided to humor the waitress. He was terribly bored, after all. Tongue in cheek, he raised the cup to his lips and took a long sip, gulped the warm liquid slowly and shifted his gaze back up to her. It was obvious that she was staring at his Adam’s apple as it went up and down. He looked her over: nice proportions, a cute face, though not much in the chest area, which was a shame.

“I can think of a couple things I like,” he said with a purr. “But I doubt it’s on the menu.”

The waitress’s faint blush turned crimson as she struggled to find her words. Xiao’s smirk shifted into a grin. Without wasting time, he unlocked his phone, switched to the number screen and displayed it to her. He fought the urge to roll his eyes at the waitress’s shaking hands as she tapped in her number. When she was done, he took it off her and saw another name he knew he’d end up forgetting.

“Mary, huh?” His gaze shifted back to her. “What a lovely name.”

“T-thank you. I… should go back to work.”

“Of course,” he replied with a smile. “Thank you for the coffee.”

She mumbled a “you’re welcome” as she hurriedly left to serve another customer. When she was finally far enough from view, Xiao actually did roll his eyes. He tapped on the name, added Waitress from Brightcrown in brackets next to it and saved it. How else was he supposed to remember who Mary was?

As he sipped his coffee, Xiao found his thoughts wandering to you. He had to admit, it was a nice agreement the two of you had. For one, you were easy to talk to. Well, that was a given. You’d been friends before all this, after all. He also liked that he was the only one who was allowed to see you like this. At least for now.

His chest tightened at the thought of you being with another person. It was an unpleasant mental image and he was confused as to why he’d it in the first place. He was the one who’d rejected you, after all. It was for the best, and when the time came for you to leave, he’d just have to deal with it.

Xiao placed the cup down a little more loudly than he’d intended, attracting the looks of a few bystanders who he ignored. Why was he even thinking about this? It was obvious to him that it would never work out. Even if he tried to change his behaviour, his past and self-deprecating tendencies would never allow him to move on.

“If you stare at that cup any longer, I think it might actually break.”

Xiao looked up from his seat to see his long-awaited friend. Venti, very predictably, spread his arms for a hug. When Xiao didn’t reciprocate straight away, he pouted, prompting Xiao to click his tongue in annoyance, get up and wrap his arms around his tiny waist. Venti wrapped his arms around his neck and gave him a peck on the cheek. They both took a seat and another waitress came to their table. Xiao shot her a dreamy smile as Venti placed an order of caramel macchiato. Once the waitress had gone, Venti shifted his focus back to Xiao.

“You’ve been ignoring me,” he said as he leaned back in his chair. “That’s upsetting me, Xiao. You know you’re my favorite.”

“Don’t lie,” Xiao replied with a chuckle. “I do talk to Diluc almost every day, you know.”

“Ah, and here I thought a man like him wouldn’t kiss and tell.”

“Don’t worry. He doesn’t.” Xiao sighed. “He just told me you were worried.”

“I see.” Venti leaned forward and propped his head up on his elbow. Then he giggled. “I love how close the two of you are. It’s so cute.”

“Well, he did pull me off of the streets,” Xiao replied nonchalantly. “You already know that.”

A dark memory of standing alone in the streets flashed through Xiao’s mind. It was a time he didn’t want to remember, a time where if he hadn’t done what he had, he would’ve starved and died in some forsaken corner of Teyvat. Xiao felt his body turn cold at the memory. He shook his head and tried to focus on Venti instead.

“Yeah, yeah.” Venti waved him off with his hand. “I just think it’s nice you have a friend.”

“I have you.”

“A friend you don’t have sex with.”

“Oh.”

The waitress practically came running with Venti’s caramel macchiato and placed it down on the table. Venti shot her a kind smile. Once she was gone, silence fell between the two of them. Venti scooped up a spoonful of cream from the top of his coffee and popped it in his mouth.

While his friend’s words stung, Xiao knew they were true. He did only have three people he could call close and he was sleeping with two of them. He didn’t really know what to think about that.

“So, what have you been up to lately?” Venti chirped as he raised the cup to his mouth. “Other than replacing me, that is.”

“I haven’t--” Xiao sighed and waved his hand. There was no point in arguing with Venti. “Not much. I’ve mainly been hanging out with Y/N and working.”

“Y/N?” Venti asked, slight amusement in his melodic voice. “I haven’t seen her for a while. How is she?”

“Fine.”

“We had a little chat, actually, just the two of us,” he continued, taking a sip and lowering the cup. “She told me something… interesting.”

“What did she say?” Xiao asked, his good mood slowly fading.

“That she has a crush on you!” Venti cooed, his hands high in the air. “It was so cute. She asked me what to do.”

“And you told her to confess?”

“Bingo!”

“Why?”

Xiao’s voice was eerily calm. He didn’t know quite what to say. Venti, on the other hand, seemed unfazed by his tone and tilted his head to the side.

“Well, you like her too, don’t you?”

“I don’t.”

“Liaaar,” he sang. “Whenever we’re together, you always talk about her. Oh, she got me a cactus. Oh, she said this. Blah, blah, blah. It’s tooth-rottingly sweet you know.”

Xiao’s eyes widened as he stared at his friend. Had… had he really been talking about you that much? It felt like someone had slapped him. Anger bubbled inside his chest. Venti shouldn’t have intervened. He was always like this, doing whatever he pleased without thinking of the consequences. Xiao’s face started to heat up and his hands balled into fists, nails digging into his palms. Venti raised an eyebrow and sighed.

“Why do you always act like you don’t deserve nice things?” he asked, his voice oddly devoid of emotion. “You’re a softie inside and yet you keep trying to deny it.”

“No, I’m not,” he spat. “You shouldn’t have said anything to her. I was happ--”

“Were you?”

The question was so out of the blue, it dissolved Xiao’s anger. His mouth agape, he stared at Venti with utter shock. He didn’t know what to say. Of course he was happy. He liked the way he lived. He had a job, a handful of friends and his body’s needs were all taken care of. What more could he possibly want? Emotions were a burden, not a gift.

Feeling his lips start to dry, he closed his mouth and wet them with his tongue. Before he could reply, Venti cut him off.

“You know what, I don’t want to argue with you, Xiao,” he said, biting his bottom lip. “I’ve missed you. Just… promise me you’ll think about it more, alright?”

“I have thought about it,” Xiao replied bitterly. “I don’t think it’s manageable and I’m happy as I am.”

“If you say so,” Venti said with a shrug. Xiao hadn’t noticed, but Venti had already emptied his cup. “Should we go to my place or yours?”

“Yours.”

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Xiao was tired.

He was so tired, in fact, he was barely able to pour a drink. Luckily, Diluc and Charles were both there to help him with it.

“What’s going on with you?” Diluc asked, placing a beer on the counter. “Are you alright?”

“Somewhat.”

He really wasn’t. With his mental state in such shambles, it was hard to concentrate on his work. Angel’s Share was stacked to the brim like always, people stomping on each other for a drink, loud music, it was absolute chaos. Luckily, some faces were familiar. You and your group had arrived about an hour ago. It hadn’t been as crowded then, so it’d been easy for you to order the group’s drinks and strut back to the booth you were now sat in. You hadn’t paid much attention to Xiao, only smiled and asked how he was, and for some reason, he was pissed about it. He could see the way others were looking at you and your group of friends. It made his blood boil. You didn’t seem to notice, though. Of course you wouldn’t. You were gullible, unaware of the effect you had on others.

Quickly, Xiao made another cocktail and passed it on to one of the customers. When he’d first started working here, it had been hard to see under the dim light, but he was used to it by now. He could easily see your shy glances over at him, that longing look in your eyes. It made him feel almost proud that you were so infatuated with him. He enjoyed having you around.

The music started to slow down and he noticed you getting up. Stumbling, you started to make your way towards the bar. Xiao grinned. He’d always found the fact you were a lightweight cute.

Movements uncoordinated, you placed your elbows on the bar and smiled at him. He mimicked your movements, placing his elbows in front of yours and staring back at you.

“What can I do for you, pretty thing?” he mused.

“Three more sex on the beaches!” you shouted. Before he could go and prepare the drinks, you grabbed him by the collar and whispered with a frown, “You have a hickey on your neck.”

“Yeah?” he asked, eyebrows raised in amusement. “Are you jealous?”

You stuck your bottom lip out and let him go. “No, I knew you were going to see Venti.”

“We aren’t exclusive.”

“I know.”

The scenes that took place next were enough to put Xiao in shock. Suddenly, everything seemed to move in slow motion. He watched as you turned to your side, tapped a random guy in the shoulder and kissed him as he turned. Xiao’s mouth fell open and his ears started to burn.

What the absolute fuck?

Once the kiss was over, you waved the stranger off and turned back to Xiao with a triumphant smile. He grit his teeth, anger and jealousy stirring inside of him.

“We aren't exclusive, right?” you asked with a shit-eating grin.

That was the last straw.

Without so much as a word to Diluc, Xiao jumped over the bar, grabbed you by the hand and pulled you outside. He threw you against the cold stone wall. You hissed at the sudden impact, but Xiao only laughed. The loud music was nothing but a soft thrum in the background now.

“What’s wrong, Xiao?” you beamed, your voice sounding like it belonged to a stranger. “Jealous?”

“Of what?” He chuckled bitterly. “You whoring yourself out? Am I not enough for you?”

“You’re more than enough, but you chose not to be.”

The air chilled between the two of you. Xiao’s ears rang as blood pumped through his veins. Your voice broke as you muttered the line. It was almost like a cry. He would know. He’d heard you cry many times before. He knew when you were close to bursting into tears. Before you could get the chance, Xiao took your hands in his and leaned down, claiming your lips desperately.

Xiao pressed his body against yours, his tongue delving between your lips and licking the roof of your mouth. You moaned into his mouth and pressed your hips against his. He was already painfully stiff underneath his black pants. Xiao parted from you and dipped to your neck, his teeth sinking into your skin, claiming what was his. Your legs trembled. At this point, the only thing holding you upright was Xiao’s leg between your own, pressing against your aching cunt.

Xiao had never felt so desperate. Correction: he’d never felt this desperate for someone else before. His hands greedily roamed your body, squeezing and kneading anything he could reach. Your shirt was rolled up over your breasts. His mouth watered at the way your pink bra squeezed them together. Eagerly, he kissed and sucked the top of the soft flesh as he pulled the constricting garment down. He played with your nipples, pulling and pinching the sensitive nubs with abandon. Choked moans left your parted lips as you cried out his name, your hand buried in his soft hair. His mouth traveled further down and he took one of the nipples into his mouth. He nibbled on it as if it was some kind of treat, sucked on it as if milk would come out. He relished in the way your body spasmed, back arching up from the wall. Pressing his knee further up, he hissed at the way your nails bit into his scalp. He could never get enough of this. He could never get enough of you--

A loud thud had both of you turning towards the door. A drunkard had stumbled from the bar and into the alleyway. His eyes locked onto the both of you and his mouth fell open.

“Get lost,” Xiao snarled.

He didn’t miss your silent whine, and as the man hurriedly disappeared from view, Xiao grabbed your ass and gave the plump flesh a harsh squeeze. As you moaned and trembled, he pressed his lips against your ear.

“Did you just get turned on from getting caught?” he purred, leaving wet kisses. “You really are an insatiable whore, aren’t you?”

You couldn’t reply, only let out a few incomprehensible whines. Xiao chuckled and kissed his previous bite mark on your neck. He was getting impatient. Quickly, he tugged down your pants and pulled out his leaking cock, hooked his arm around your thigh and lifted the limb up for easy access.

He pushed in, trembling as your pretty cunt squeezed his cock. He hadn’t even bottomed out yet, but he could feel the way you were drooling over his cock and balls. You were always so messy. His messy little baby. He planted a kiss on your forehead and you replied by raking your nails over his back. As impatience got the better of him, Xiao buried the rest of his length into your pussy with one swift thrust. Your whole upper body jolted and you buried your face into the crook of his neck. He could feel your heart pounding madly in your chest. Or maybe that was his heart.

Without skipping a beat, Xiao pulled his hips back and thrusted forward. His speed was relentless. Your body quivered, spasmed, strings of fluid stretching out each time he pulled away from your messy cunt. Your moans echoed between the stone walls, audible to anyone who might be close. It was intoxicating. Xiao loved pushing you to this point. The way you desperately clawed his back, bit his neck and whimpered his name… It was enough to drive him to insanity.

He started to move his hips in a grinding motion and watched as you threw your head back. You were an absolute mess, your hair ruffled, cheeks damp, eyes glassy and half-lidded. A tear fell as you blinked, your eyelashes kissing your cheeks as you did so. His movements slowed and his eyes widened. The way you were staring at him was something he’d never seen before. Your eyes were devoid of lust, though something else lingered, something that terrified him to the core.

“Stop--” he choked out, his grip on your waist tightening. “Stop looking at me like that.”

“Like what?” you breathed, your gaze never wavering.

Xiao blinked. Suddenly, he felt warm and fuzzy. It was an emotion foreign to him. With a sudden spurt of energy, he started to move again, fucking you harder, faster, anything that would make that look disappear.

But it didn’t.

“Like…” He gritted his teeth. “Like you love me.”

His chest tightened when you smiled. It was one of the softest smiles he had ever seen. He stopped t0 feel your hand on his cheek. His mouth fell open. He was like a deer in headlights.

“What’s wrong with a little love?” you mused, your thumb going in circles.

“Don’t,” Xiao snapped. “We agreed… We agreed we’d stop if I sensed anything like that.”

“I know. I just…” You let out a shaky breath and moved your hand to his shoulder. “I want to pretend, even if it’s just for tonight. We can do that, right? Roleplay?”

The meaning of those words was completely lost on him. He knew he should stop, but the way you looked at him, clung to him… He just couldn’t.

Xiao rammed into you with all his might. A loud, clipped moan escaped your mouth. He wanted to tell you that this was wrong and it would only lead to more heartbreak, but he couldn’t find the words. You felt so good around him. The heat pooling in his stomach was a warning that he was dangerously close. He was going to cum. He’s going to cum thinking about how beautiful you looked, how beautiful it was that you’d looked at him like that. He shouldn’t--

“ ‘love you,” he heaved, his movements becoming unstable. “I love you, Y/N-- You, you feel so good wrapped around me-- ahh.”

Xiao moaned as loudly as you had a moment ago. He was quivering, trembling, something squeezing his heart. It hurt but it felt good. Sweat drops slid down his forehead. What was he saying? What was he thinking?

“Xiao,” you screamed out, trying to match his thrust. “ ‘m so close, feel so good… nghh… I love you, love you--”

There were tears welling in your eyes, and Xiao didn’t know what else to do other than kiss them away. He kissed every inch of your face, his chest tight, cock throbbing. You continue to confess to him as if in a trance, and suddenly the words felt heavy in his heart. He couldn’t-- he shouldn’t--

Xiao dropped you to the floor, his cock sliding out of you in the process. You were shocked, eyes wide as you looked up at him in confusion. Your body was still trembling. He could see your cunt glistening under the dim light.

The sight was enough to have him cumming ribbons over your face and body.

It was one of the most intense orgasms he’d ever felt. Even afterwards, he could still feel the tremors in his body. Your words and his echoed in his head. Before you could even open your mouth, he stuffed his cock back in his pants and stalked off. He couldn’t face you right now, let alone speak to you.

It was over, wasn’t it?

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jaesqueso · 3 years

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Brat (m)

pairing: fuck buddy!yuta x fem!reader

summary: you decide to behave like a brat so Yuta has to punish you, but when that doesn’t work he needs to resort to his plan b

word count: 1,521

warnings: teasing/brat behaviour, handcuffs, very light chocking, edging, overstimulation, sex toy, fingering, oral sex (receiving), squirting, unprotected sex (when in doubt don’t go without!)

a/n: inspired by this ask, y’all have no idea how much fun I had writing this! anyway, do give me some feedback please! ❤︎

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“You think it was funny, that little stunt you did tonight?”

You smirk as Yuta handcuffs your wrists to the headboard of his bed. He had already taken every piece of clothing you were wearing while he remains fully dressed.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” You play innocent.

“Oh you don’t?” He grabs you face forcing you to look at him. “You’re gonna tell me you were not flirting with Mark at dinner?”

“Yuta, I would never!” You pretend to be shocked at his question. He glares at you squeezing his hand on your face. “Okay, maybe I was. So what?”

“So what?” He sticks his tongue inside his cheek, you are really pushing his buttons today. “I told you I don’t want you flirting with my friends.”

“Why?” You innocently look at him. “You’re the one who doesn’t want a relationship, you shouldn’t feel intimidated by other men.”

“Intimidated!?” Now you definitely made him mad. “I don’t know why you’re being such a brat today but you know what’s coming your way.”

“Oh yeah?” You tease him as he positions himself between your legs forcing them apart. “You’re gonna punish me big boy?”

“You little brat, I’m gonna have to shut you up won’t I?” He reaches your panties and stuffs them in your mouth. “Not such a smart ass now are you?”

You whimper as he starts massaging your clit painfully slow.

“Are you gonna behave now?” He whispers in your ear after taking a long lick through your neck. You shake your head which makes him chuckle. “Still want to be a brat then? Alright.”

He speeds up the movements on your clit and you close your eyes biting the fabric in your mouth. You feel the heat building up inside you as he squeezes one of your breasts with his free hand, but right when you were about to cum he removes himself completely from you making you whine.

“Oh you thought you’d get to cum after being so bratty today? Cute.” He smirks.

He starts kissing your leg slowly from your foot to your thigh, dangerously close to where you need him the most but he then moves to the other leg and does the same. You try to close your legs to get some friction only for him to spread them wider.

“You are really testing me today.” You smirk, with your mouth still stuffed, at his words.

He roughly pushes two fingers inside you which makes you arch your back.

“You’re so wet.” He pushes your body down to the mattress. “You do enjoy being a brat don’t you?” He lowers himself next to your ear. “Or do you just like it when I punish you?”

Muffled moans try to escape your mouth as Yuta starts to move his fingers in and out of you at just the right speed to re-ignite the fire inside you. You grow excited at the though of finally being able to cum but you should’ve known he wouldn’t give you that pleasure just yet.

“Not yet you little brat.” He abruptly pulls his fingers out of you. “Not until you learn to behave,”

He lowers his head to your breasts taking a nipple on his mouth. You hear the sound of his belt being undone and soon his pants are on the ground followed by his shirt. On only his underwear he rubs his length on your clit making you all hot and bothered again.

“C’mon Yuta,” You say after spitting your underwear out of your mouth. “Are you gonna fuck me or not?” He lets go of your boobs and looks at you in disbelief as you continue. “You know you are desperate to do it, I can feel how hard you are right now.”

“Desperate!?” He grabs your neck and you gasp, a smirk still printed on your face. “You’re the one desperate for release.” He glares at you for a few seconds and then continues. “You know what? Do you want to come?”

“Well of course.” You keep your coy tone as he releases your neck.

“Alright then.” He takes his hand back to your clit and rubs it just the way he knows will take you straight to the orgasm you’ve been waiting to have. “Cum.”

“For real?” You question to make sure he’s not testing you.

“My little brat doesn’t want to cum anymore? I can stop-”

“No!” Is the last word you scream before you finally come undone under him. You’re smiling as you come down from your high, proud that you broke him before he was able to break you. Little did you know he had other plans.

Yuta reaches over his nightstand and pulls up the little egg vibrator he has used many times on you before. He places it over you stomach as he removes his underwear.

You look into his eyes as he wets his dick on your folds before pushing himself in. You moan loudly this time as they’re no restrains, except the ones on your wrists that you’ve been pulling on trying to unsuccessfully set yourself free.

As he roughly thrusts into you, your eyes close and you bite your lip. That is until you hear a vibrating sound. You re-open your eyes and look down only to see him place the egg right on your clit. You squirm and whimper as you’re still sensitive from your first orgasm.

“Stay still.” He pushes your hips back down with his free hand.

As he pushes himself deeper and deeper into you combined with the vibrations on your clit you feel a wave of pleasure run through your body and before you know it you’re cumming for the second time.

You try to knock off his hand that is holding the vibrator against you with your leg but he has a firm grip. You look at him and he’s smirking down at you as he keeps moving his hips against yours.

“What’s wrong? I thought my little brat wanted to cum.”

“T-Too much Yuta.” You stutter clenching around his length. He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, you knew he was trying not to cum yet. You were always amazed with his self control.

“Maybe if you start listening, I won’t have to punish you like this.” He wants you to behave but it would be a lie if he said he doesn’t enjoy having you at his mercy like this.

“Please Yuta…” You keep moaning feeling yet another knot forming in your core.

“So now you’re begging?” Yuta smiles finally able to tame you. “You do have a safe word you can use, you know that right?” You only nod so he teases you a bit more. “Go ahead, say it.”

You vigorously shake your head and bit your lip.

“Say it.”

He turns up the speed of the egg against your clit and not even a second later you orgasm for the third time. Only now Yuta is not strong enough to resist and a few strong thrusts later he releases his own juices inside you.

As he turns off the device and pulls himself out, you release a shaky breath thinking it’s all over.

“You can give me one more can’t you?” He raises an eyebrow looking at your fucked up expression.

“Yuta please!” It was supposed to be a plea but it ended up as a loud moan when he started licking your clit mid sentence.

This time he held your hips in place as both his hands were free and you feel a tear roll down your cheek. He has given you multiple orgasms before but never like this. You know there is a word that can just end it all the moment it comes out of your mouth but you don’t want to use it, where’s the fun in that?

He takes two of his fingers and pushes them inside you, curling them up to reach that place he knows is sure to drive you crazy. He removes his head from between your legs to look down at your abused cunt, replacing his tongue with his thumb. He knows exactly what’s gonna happen next, he played with you enough times to memorise the hints your body provides.

“Yuta!” You almost scream as yet another orgasm hits you and you squirt all over him.

“What a pleasant view.” You turn your face to the side at his praise. You always feel embarrassed when he makes you squirt but it would be a lie to say it doesn’t feel damn good.

He gives your pussy a light kiss and then moves to unlock the handcuffs. You rub your wrists as he lays down on his back pulling your head to his chest, your body still shaking.

“Will you stop flirting with my friends now?” You can hear the teasing smile on his voice.

“Will you finally make me your girlfriend?” You tease him back.

“Maybe I will.” You widen your eyes at his words but don’t dare move your head.

Are you still teasing me Nakamoto Yuta?

#yuta smut #nakamoto yuta smut #nct smut #nct 127 smut #gimme gimme feedback #thanks for reading

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BnHA Chapter 313: Deku VS Lady Nagant

Previously on BnHA: Hawks’s super-hot badass murder senpai Lady Nagant showed up to fire a cupid’s arrow into my heart, and a bunch of literal bullets into my son. Deku was all “oh shit it’s Hawks’s super-hot badass murder senpai, what do I do, let me think back to Hawks’s advice for a sec.” Flashback!Hawks was all “anyway Deku so if my super-hot badass murder senpai ever shows up you’re basically screwed so you’d better abscond the fuck out of there.” Present!Deku was all “lol idek why I flashed back to that conversation since I’m just going to do the exact opposite of what Hawks said” and charged directly toward Nagant because WHY NOT. Overhaul was all “waah I need to get back to my boss who I put in a coma out of love” and Nagant was all “jesus christ why did I even bring you here” and had a flashback to AFO who was all “ILU NAGANT IMMA GIVE YOU AN EXTRA QUIRK SO PLEASE CAPTURE DEKU FOR ME PLEASE AND THANKS” and yeah. Shit is all over the place right now and I love it.

Today on BnHA: All Might gets attacked by a pair of discount assassins and is all “Call an ambulance! ...BUT NOT FOR ME” and it’s really badass but also I really wish he would stop tempting fate like this. Lady Nagant is all “[casually flies around town shooting shit]” and I’d be lying if I said I wouldn’t read an entire chapter of just that. Deku is all, “[gets shot (≥_<)]” and releases a giant Smokescreen which prompts En to show up. En is all, “( •᷄⌓•᷅ ) (⌣̀ Δ⌣́) ( •̀_•́ )σ (¬､¬) (눈_눈)” which I consider to be a high point of both the chapter and of my life. The chapter ends with Deku using the Third’s quirk to launch a bunch of random objects at Nagant so that he can jump up and grab her arm all sneaky-like, and I’m sure this is going to prompt another week’s worth of discourse that I don’t care about at all, but fuck it, I’m having a good time.

OH WE’RE CUTTING BACK TO ALL MIGHT WELL THAT’S NICE I GUESS. CONGRATS ON NOT BEING DEAD

you named your car??

you named it Hercules??

I love you so much??

please marry me you giant fucking dork???

lmao speaking of huge fucking dorks

who the fuck are you clowns. la dee da we’re gonna murder All Might with our synchronized spear attack!! I mean... they’re clearly trying their best... maybe I should just be nice and politely hype them up like All Might is so clearly trying to do

like okay, but we all agree that this is actually the least intimidating attack any of us has ever seen, right?? these guys zipped up their hoodies all serious-like and are trying to attack All Might and Hercules with their Walmart tiki torches, but just, no?? right?? like the only way this could possibly be effective is if they were trying to kill All Might with secondhand embarrassment

“those are assassins” this is a VERY generous assessment, All Might

OH MY GOD THE TIKI TORCHES ACTUALLY KILLED THE FUCK OUT OF HERCULES

[slaps roof of car] this baby can fit so many weaponized festive backyard lighting solutions in it

and yet, even after watching this with my own two eyes, I still can’t take these dudes seriously. idek what it is. anyways r.i.p. Hercules, I loved you a lot but I guess you weren’t actually a very good armored car were you

omg they didn’t know it was All Might??

okay 1) for a moment there I was like “oh hey maybe they’re not so bad after all” but then a moment later it was like “ah nope, they are.” like, that was an interesting .06 second emotional journey there. anyways 2) All Might you have my permission to kick their asses for this disrespect, and 3) anyone else all of a sudden getting “wouldn’t this be an interesting time for Stain to suddenly show up” vibes?? no?? just me???

(ETA: hmm tbh I’ve still got those vibes and they haven’t gone away lol. Stain?? you out there buddy?? do you want to be cool for just once in your life. ball’s in your court pal.)

OH SNAP ALL MIGHT ARE YOU REALLY GONNA DO IT ARE YOU GONNA KICK THEIR ASSES

PROTECTIVE DAD MODE ACTIVATED?? BECAUSE YOU KNOW I’M HERE FOR THAT SHIT, SO YEAH, FEEL FREE

omg he’s shouting at them about how much Deku has suffered lmao and they’re just like falling over from being scolded

so they have absolutely no idea what he’s talking about though, right? “SIR THIS IS A WENDY’S” well whatever, you killed his pet car so he’s in a bad mood now

OH MY GOD

LIKE, JUST SO WE’RE ALL CLEAR, THESE FOUR PAGES SO FAR HAVE MADE ALMOST ZERO SENSE. LIKE MAYBE 2% SENSE TOPS. BUT ASK ME IF I CARE. GO AHEAD AND ASK. I SAID GO AHEAD, IT’S OKAY. ...NO I DON’T CARE AT ALL THANK YOU FOR ASKING

(ETA: also, the more I look at this panel, the more I’m just like, why the hell would you phrase it like that though, sob. way to doubly tempt fate?? are you trying to give Horikoshi a challenge??)

and now back to Deku who is randomly bouncing around the city and narrating it to himself just in case he was confused about why he was doing this

who are you talking to Deku. but thanks we appreciate it

man you gotta love that overconfidence. the smartest guy in the world warned you away from this lady, so SURE, LET’S RUN RIGHT UP TO HER. “I APPRECIATE YOUR INPUT, FLASHBACK!HAWKS, BUT I’LL TAKE IT FROM HERE” well okay then!!

I think it would be funny if RHA.com put little Buzzfeed-style polls in between the chapter pages so they could survey people at random intervals as they read their way through the chapter. like, you finish this page and then there’s a little poll there asking “do you think Deku’s plan of catching up to Lady Nagant and finding out where Shigaraki is will work?”, and you click “no” just like everyone else and then nod as the results show that 97% of your fellow readers also picked “no”, and you chuckle to yourself wondering how many of the 3% accidentally clicked on the wrong option by mistake, and then you keep on reading

ANYWAY, SO

HOW’S THAT PLAN WORKING OUT FOR YOU SO FAR DEKU. nice kick, though!!

omggggggg

ouch

update: Deku’s plan not really working out. sources tell me my boy has been fucking shot. this is an ongoing story and we will keep you posted with the latest developments as they come in

wait what

feel free to explain to the rest of us what all of this “UNLESS...” and “THAT POSSIBILITY...” shit means anytime, Deku

oh lol did he realize she could fly??

BREAKING NEWS UPDATE, CNN’s John King reports that Deku is still fucked. eyewitness reports now coming in that Nagant is doing no-look shots and basically not even giving a fuck. sources described her mannerisms and expression as “sexy, but in like an effortless sort of way.” we will continue to bring you the latest

so now there’s basically an entire page of Deku being all “ah fuck so she’s basically closing in and she could already hit me with impossible accuracy even from Far Away, so if that’s the case then her being Up Close is probably going to be even worse!” making good use of that Big Hero Brain there, Deku

so now what, you’re doing some kind of spiraling kick thing?? how is that going to help

oh lol he’s using Smokescreen to create some cover. aww, good for you Deku you named one of your Smokescreen attacks

OH NO LADY DON’T TELL ME AFO DIDN’T EVEN FILL YOU IN ON THE BASICS

seriously, AFO?? you basically told her what Deku’s exact strategy was going to be but then couldn’t be assed to drop that little, small, barely notable piece of knowledge that Deku is rocking multiple quirks?? is it supposed to be a secret or something?? you dropped the ball here man

damn this is getting intense now

(ETA: the way En is poking Deku’s head in that first panel is fucking sending me, I love this guy so much omg.)

well then what are you planning, Deku?? I’m actually really curious!! I am genuinely starting to be invested in this fight scene not only in the “wanting to see who wins and how that impacts the plot” sense, but also in the “wanting to see how it happens because the choreography and strategy is actually pretty cool” sense, which honestly hasn’t happened for quite a while now! this is fun

anyway so what’s up Deku, are you going to use another quirk?? I’ve been speculating that he hasn’t actually unlocked the last two yet (since Two and Three didn’t exactly seem convinced when we last saw them), but maybe I’m about to be proven wrong

(ETA: well he clearly has Three’s obviously, but Two’s is still MIA, and that’s the one I am of course the most curious about. that’s the one we’re all curious about, let’s be real.)

OH SNAP???

AHHHH I’M HYPED LOL. ANOTHER SHINY NEW QUIRK LOL SHOULD I PUT UP THE USUAL DISCOURSE DISCLAIMER

(ETA: so yeah, after thinking on it, I’m not gonna say “please no Deku discourse on my blog” this week, but I probably will ignore any discourse that does come my way though, just because I don’t have much interest in getting involved in what would probably be a pretty repetitive discussion. like, I can just sum up my opinions (which is what they are) here instead. in fact here they are lol:

1) I like the SIXQUIRKS and I like seeing Deku be a badass.

2) I also don’t think Deku is too OP. more like he’s exactly as OP as he needs to be at the moment, given that we’re approaching the end of the series. I expect the other kids will also be pretty damn OP when we see them fight again. we’re just at that point now where they’re all badasses (as well they should be; they’ve grown a lot and they deserve it). it’s just that Deku’s the one we’re getting to see right now.

3) of course I miss Kacchan and the others, but for me this vibes much closer to the MVA arc where even though I missed them, I was still having a blast (as opposed to the dark days of the Basement arc where I was pretty much losing it lol). like, even though Kacchan’s my favorite, I still love Deku a lot and this arc has been amazing for him getting to shine on his own (for like the first time, really).

4) y’all know I love the OFA plot and I’ve never been shy about that lol. I like all of the Vestiges a lot. Banjou and his over the top personality; En and his “guy you thought would be serious and :| all the time but is actually hyper-animated and ALL OVER THE PLACE” energy; Shiro who actually is a :| sort of guy lol; Three who I still expect will be fleshed out in a more detailed flashback at some point; and of course Two, who, well. you know what I think about him lol. Bakuverse is still on the table and I’m still hyped. I don’t think it’s a coincidence that we still have yet to see Two actually talk to Deku (as opposed to talking to the other Vestiges while Deku is distracted). did he lend him his power yet?? or is he still holding out?? either way it’s definitely going to be a Big Thing when it finally happens and I can’t wait to see it.

5) Lady Nagant is Everything and just because Deku grabbed her arm doesn’t mean the fight is over yet lol. Overhaul hasn’t come into play yet either. not to mention that even if the fight is over, the “where do we go from here” part still has me excited either way. her connection to Hawks and the HPSC is very intriguing and we’ve barely touched on that as of yet; she definitely has more of a role to play in this.

6) last but not least, I feel like every week the discussion is all about how much focus Deku’s getting, and how OP he is or isn’t, and OFA this and OFA that, but meanwhile I’m actually so invested in the character development here though?? the way Deku has distanced himself from everyone (except for the Vestiges, because of course they’re already dead so it’s not like they can die again lol)?? the way he’s pushing himself far too hard and we can see the shadows in and under his eyes, and the fact that he never smiles, and even All Might has remarked on how he isn’t taking care of himself at all?? the fact that he’s so single-mindedly obsessed with focused on stopping AFO?? the fact that he’s still the same sweet old Deku despite everything and was so kind to that fox lady with the umbrella, but there was also something so sad about that scene because it felt like a reminder of the type of hero that he wants to be, but that he’s not allowed to be right now?? because the stakes are too high and the world is falling apart?? and he feels like he’s the only one who can do something about it?? and that he has to be?? and that he is putting so much pressure on himself right now, and it’s absolutely too much pressure for any one person to bear, and I feel like no one is fucking talking about this lol goddammit.

anyway so yeah. I have feels about this, and every week that slow-burn angst is getting more and more intense behind the scenes, and I feel like it’s all going to hit a breaking point eventually. sooner rather than later. it really feels like a mirror of Katsuki’s post-Kamino arc. where all that angst was just churning below the surface for like twenty chapters and then it finally was like “okay it’s time” and it all came bursting out and we got the best five chapters of the fucking series (in my admittedly biased estimation lol).

basically, I know that most of fandom is billing this as either the “villain hunt” arc or the “solo Deku SIXQUIRKS fighting arc” or whatever. but for me, it’s always been and still is the Deku Angst arc lol. the cool fights are a sexy bonus (the worldbuilding less so because even though it’s interesting to see society at such a low point, it’s also very depressing and gets old pretty fast), but for me the thing that’s really keeping me engaged chapter after chapter is seeing Deku like we’ve never seen him before. seeing him all quiet and withdrawn and brooding and focused on AFO, AFO, AFO, and seeing that “he just doesn’t take himself into account” mentality taken to extremes. I am invested in that. I’m soaking up that angst each and every week, and I’m invested in seeing what comes of it. it’s a big picture thing. week to week this arc might just seem like a bunch of villain fight scenes, sure. but Deku’s emotional journey is the thread that’s going to carry this arc through from beginning to end, and for that I’m willing to be patient.

anyway that turned into a BIG OL’ RANT there but yeah! so those are my thoughts on the disk horse as it currently stands. and like I said, I’m open to discussion, but tbh I will probably just wind up repeating these same talking points endlessly so just a fair warning lol.)

anyway so Three says Deku has yet to use his quirk at ALL but now he’s trying to combine it with another quirk?? damn. also please check out En’s face here you guys

En launching a sneak attack up my favorite character list by the sheer power of his expressions alone. he really knows how to make the most of his screentime

OH DAMN DEKU

at this point the 3% from that hypothetical poll earlier are starting to feel prettttty damn smug, I’ll bet. well shit

what in the fuck

?? so like releasing his chi or whatnot?? isn’t that basically just like base OFA all over again?? also Deku did you seriously just apologize to Gran’s cape

update: Nagant has turned her eyeball into a gun

hm. hmmmmmmm. ...okay yep, still somehow sexy

anyway so she’s just floating up there building suspense, as one does. lord I sure hope she has good reflexes because something tells me she’s going to need them

OH SNAP HE THREW GRAN’S CAPE AS A DECOY WHAAAAT OKAY THAT’S SOME SMART SHIT DEKU

LOL SHE’S MAD NOW

JESUS CHRIST SHE JUST NEVER TAKES A GODDAMN BREAK FROM BEING AWESOME HUH

DEKU ARE YOU JUST THROWING EVERY DAMN THING IN YOUR INVENTORY

but without the cape and the hood how will you continue to look like an enigmatic badass. you really can’t. which means we might finally be moving on from the wandering nomad part of this arc, stay tuned

LOL YOU MANIAC

I hope he went full Kacchan with the dialogue there. his face sure looks like it lol. popped out of a building all mad fdskljlkj omg

well this was fun, shit. I still have basically no idea what Three’s quirk does though lol. like, can he use it to charge up objects with kinetic energy or something?? but then what was all of that talk about combining it with one of the other quirks?? or was that just because he was using Smokescreen at the same time??

(ETA: having seen and read an additional half-dozen explanations of Three’s quirk, I can say with confidence that I still have basically no idea what it is or does.)

anyway so!! Deku is a badasssssss but something tells me not to count Nagant out just yet even so. also I really enjoy seeing Deku flip out on people like he doesn’t have a fucking hole in his torso because it reminds me of A CERTAIN SOMEONE and I always love to see him channeling that feral energy; I feel like it’s been a while

anyways good luck to you both!! I truly wish that both of you could win. but if not, then maybe you can at least become friends instead. you have so much in common, you both can fly and have multiple quirks and you’re both badasses, and plus it would just be really funny to see the look on Hawks’s face lmao

#bnha 313 #midoriya izuku #lady nagant #bnha meta #deku meta #bnha #boku no hero academia #bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha manga spoilers #makeste reads bnha

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rookie year | chapter 5

• a lamelo ball fanfic by hiphop-rap-and-basketball •

Pairing: LaMelo Ball x fem!reader

Word count: 3,460+

A/N: Let’s just pretend that preseason just ended and it’s the actual season now. And let’s pretend like I know wtf I’m writing about when it comes to basketball. This chapter was a lil challenging 🤣 I told y’all I didn’t know shit 💀💀😅 , Ik in real life they play against certain teams from certain parts of the country but yeah💀 this my story and this is how it’s going LMAO enjoy loves I actually like this chapter but I really like every chapter I’ve written so far 😂 and like I said dates aren’t super significant I just wanted to add them to make a better understanding of a timeline, anyway carry on 😌

Wednesday, September 18th 2019

You were looking forward to this day ever since Melo gave you and Tristan the tickets last week. You made sure your schedule was all cleared up for the evening so you had enough time to get ready for the game.

You oddly felt some pressure about how you looked. I mean, yeah Melo knows who you are but that does not mean all eyes are on you. It was a basketball game but nonetheless you still wanted to feel good about what you had on and how you did your make up.

You spent the early morning editing photos. You had finally got Melo’s photos edited and finished so you sent them all to him. You awaited his response. While doing so, you got ready for the shoot you had today.

Melo 🛸🕺🏾💯: oh my god these look amazing camera girl.

You feel a grin grow on your lips.

You: I’m so happy you love them!😊

Melo🛸🕺🏾💯: I really do. Can I tag you if I post them?

You were unsure how you felt about him openly giving you credit. It kind of scared you knowing if he tagged you it might bring an influx of followers you may not be ready for.

You: it’s okay, you don’t have to. you’ve shown enough appreciation and I’m really grateful for it. Thank you Melo.

You decide to double text.

You: I’m so excited for tonight, I’ve been looking forward to it. Feels good to have a reason to get out of the house and do something fun for me for once. Well, for us.

You await his response. Feeling a tad bit like you shared too much information, you avoid looking at your phone for a while. It was the honest truth. It was hard to get Tristan out of the house most days when he was too tired from work.

You prepared lunch before you head out or your shoot. The shoot you had planned today was a couple shoot scheduled for two hours. It gave you just enough time to get back, shower and change before the game and edit some of their picture before Tristan came to pick you up.

During this shoot, you enjoyed your time with this couple as they were kind enough to share their story on how they got together. The two of them being gender fluid and using they/them pronouns, they shared with you how they went through so many struggles before coming to terms with their identity. By the end of your shoot, their story had you in tears. Their love was so very real and it obviously showed strongly in the photos.

“Well thank you two so much for your time. Thank you for sharing with me your love story,” nodded at them both as you spoke.

“Why of course,” one of them stated. “Are you in a relationship?” They asked.

The question caught you off guard and you looked to the ground.

“Yes, yes I am. It’s been a bit rocky lately but I hope we’re working through it,” you shrugged.

“Well they better be treating you like the Queen you are. You deserve to be recognized for your beauty and kindness,” they smiled.

“Oh stop I’ve cried enough are you kidding? Thank you so much,” you exclaimed and they both erupt in laughter.

They go on their way and you do to. You had an exciting evening to look forward to.

You finally checked your phone.

Melo 🕺🏾🛸💯: Are you Fr? I’m glad you’re excited. I’ll have to play even harder now to make it worth your while 🤣 camera girl how you out here taking pictures of everyone but not going nowhere? Nah nah nah you got places to see!!!

Tristan 😊❤️: Pick you up at 6pm? The game starts at 7pm

You looked at the clock, it was 4pm. You had just enough time to hurry tf up! Move girl!

You rushed home and got straight into the shower, scrubbing your body with a sugar scrub, shaving and then using body wash. Washing your hair and rushing to make sure your entire body was clean. You huffed when you got out, wishing you had at least shaved in the morning to save you the effort right now. You checked the clock and luckily you were doing good on time.

After your shower you used the same scent for your lotion and perfume. Putting the outfit on Melo said was the best. You kept your make up look pretty smooth and natural the way you liked it. It had been a while since you had worn make up since you stopped worrying about it on shoots because your foundation would always rub off onto your camera screen when you were shooting.

Finally feeling content with your look, you looked at the time.

5:58pm

Just in time, thank heavens. Gathering your purse together. You looked at your camera bag for a moment. It felt funny to leave the house without it. Nonetheless, you were so excited to be going out and doing something fun.

Tristan😊❤️: Here

You locked up your apartment and headed down the elevator. Alone on the trip down, you thought about how you had been alone in the elevator with Melo a couple times at this point. You thought about how he was in a locker room in a huge arena surrounded by so many people about to play an NBA game.

You made your way out of the elevator and found your boyfriend pulled up in his car, you opened the door and sat in the front seat, settling in and clicking on your seatbelt.

“Hey,” you greet him by giving him a quick kiss on the lips.

“Woah hello, you smell really nice,” he complimented.

“Thank you,” you grin. “You excited?”

“Hell yeah, let’s get it.”

The drive there was smooth. Getting closer to fall in North Carolina meant dusk would be approaching sooner. Approaching the huge arena made it feel even more unreal. After struggling to get in the busy parking garage, you both got out of the car ready to make your way in the stadium. You looked Tristan up and down for a moment, admiring his outfit.

“You look good,” you say quietly.

He smiles, “thanks, you like the new shoes? Nothing crazy,” he smirks and you roll your eyes.

“And how many does that make now in the collection? 50?” You reply.

“Actually, 55,” he retorts proudly and you snort.

“Oh my gosh, let’s go you hooligan,” you laugh and the two of you are off and into getting your tickets checked and your pat down going into the arena. Your heart rate increased as the excitement was starting to kick in. You felt it was kinda cool knowing Melo gave you the tickets and no one had an idea about it

“You want a snack?” Tristan asked.

“Hell yeah,” you reply. “I want some nachos.”

“Ol hungry ass,” he smacked his lips.

“Shut upppp,” you drag. “You got them for me? I’m about to go find our seats.”

“Noooo, wait for me,” he says.

“That’s what I thought,” you smirk.

You got your nachos and happily munched on some while you made your way down to your seats. You were both in awe at the atmosphere. The energy in the stadium was insane and the game was just about to start.

You looked around, taking in how many people were around you. It was definitely over a thousand. You took your phone out and snapped a couple of pictures. You happily ate your snack and sipped on your drink.

Court side seats were really only a couple rows ahead of you. You were very close.

The silence between Tristan and you was drowned out by the people around you chatting with one another. The crowd immediately was silenced when the lights shut off. Then suddenly the stadium was 10 times louder.

The players were introduced as they came running out. You watched as each one of them walked onto the court as you listened out for their names being listed.

When Melo’s name was announced, you yelled an inaudible cheer while lifting the drink you had in your hand up in the air before taking a sip.

They did their warm-up drills and soon began. The lights were back on and you could see clearly now. You watched intensely, as this was all so new to you.

“This is way too good,” Tristan exclaimed. “I love this.”

You looked at him and smiled then looked back on the court.

You could not help but keep your eyes on Melo the whole time. Besides the fact that he was really the only player you knew, he was also really good. You could immediately see how focused he was. It made getting into the game more interesting for you.

“Damn, I gotta use the bathroom,” Tristan states and you laugh.

“Already? You should’ve went before the game started, you’ll miss it.” you tease.

“I know I know, I’ll be right back,” he stated and gets up quickly, swiftly making his way past the other people’s knees in the row.

You sat by yourself now, still watching the game intensely. The refs called a foul, and the game stopped for a moment, Melo stood close to you and you felt your heart rate increase, wondering if he would see you or if he even knew where you guys were sitting.

You watch as his eyes go from the refs to finding you, a smile grew on his face as he noticed you then it quickly faded when he cocked a brow and nodded his head at you sitting alone.

“Bathroom,” you mouth the words and he nods his head and mouth the words “oh,” before quickly turning his attention back to the game.

It only took seconds after for about 3 people in front of you to turn their head to look back at Melo acknowledging you. You had to think fast, so you quickly turned your head to look back as well, acting as if you too were wondering who he was talking to in the crowd of hundreds behind you.

You turn your head back around and see everyone focused on the game again. You laugh to yourself, taking a bite from your nachos.

With your legs crossed now and eyes on the game, you keep your focus strong as the points start racking up.

You notice Melo acknowledge a player on the opposite team. He’s tall as well with similar features as Melo. You wonder if that is his brother. The two of them both appear on the big screen.

“We have a sibling rivalry here today, Lonzo and Melo Ball going head to head tonight. Let’s see who takes in the win.”

Well, that answers that.

Your removed from your thoughts when your boyfriend comes back, drink and hotdog in his hand. You watch as he settles in.

“Got hungry, what’d I miss?”

“Couple home runs were made, that’s about it,” you joked, horrible at that.

“You’re hilarious,” he rolls his eyes.

Your attention went back to the game. As it went on and on, you watched as Melo scored in a variety of different ways. Free throws, 3 pointers, and.. yeah that was about all you knew he was doing.

“Okay I need to learn more,” you nudge Tristan. So what about if they score inside or outside of the 3 point line?”

“There’s 2 pointer, three pointers and the free throw line, girl I thought you did you research?” He laughs and you feel the heat run to your cheeks.

“Look… I was busy,” you trail off thinking about how the only research you did was looking and Melo’s Instagram again. Then maybe it was a little bit of research.. just a lil bit.

He shakes his head with a smile and remains silent.

Watching Melo play quickly became your favorite thing. You could not help but notice the way his curls bounced when he ran, the way his arms flexed when he went for a shot, him smiling at his other teammates, the beads of sweat that began forming on his forehead.

“Hey, you alright?” Tristan asked, snapping you out of your daydreams.

“Yeah, why?” You yell back as the crowd roared.

“You look out of it,” he half grins with a look of concern on his face.

“Hell nah I’m having a great time, I can’t believe we’re here.”

“Me neither..” he trails off, looking up and around above him.

Nearing halftime, the arena started clearing up as everyone headed for the exits and you decided to take a bathroom break. The two girls in front of you in-line both wore Jerseys that had ‘Ball’ as the last name on the back. Both with the number 2, one being for Melo’s jersey and the other for Lonzo’s.

“…He looks extra fine today,” the girl in Lonzo’s jersey began before heading into the stall.

“Melo’s cuter!” The other one declared, crossing her arms over her chest. Clearly not caring who heard her, some of the other ladies washing their hands chuckled, and you felt yourself joining them with a giggle.

“I agree,” a girl whispered, walking passed her with a smirk on her face.

You brought your finger tips to your mouth, holding back the biggest grin and holding back from saying,

Me too.

•••

Nearing the end of the game, Tristan grew restless. Going on his phone looking at other scores from the other NBA games that were live at this moment.

“How you looking at other scores when there’s game right in front of you?” You asked.

“Just how it goes,” he shrugs.

“I guess,” you shrugged while flicking your hair over your shoulder.

The game was close but the Hornets took the win with a score of 112-110. You wished you could speak with Melo after the game and tell him how you really enjoyed your time and watching him play. You were feeling so alive afterwards. But of course he was busy doing NBA player things so you decided you would wait to text him later.

It was 11pm by the time you were able to get out of the stadium parking garage, you both settled on fast food since everything was closing by now.

“What do you want to eat?” Tristan asked.

“I guess McDonald’s is is our only option now,” you laugh.

He shrugs, “I guess that works.”

“Did you have fun?” He asked.

“Yeah, did you?” You say.

“Yeah, I’d love to another game soon,” he says.

“Me too,” you agreed.

He remained silent for the rest of the ride afterwards. While the two of you ate in his car he scrolled through his phone until it was time to take you back home.

When he dropped you off, he gave you a quick peck on the lips goodbye without saying much. You sensed his energy was off but you had no desire to question it. When he got into his quiet mood you just figured it was him needed alone time after a long day so you just respected it.

You made it up to your apartment, walking into the darkness and plopping yourself on your couch, you pulled out your phone.

You: Great game tonight. Heard some girls in the bathroom talking about you and your brother . One of them said Lonzo was cuter. I agreed with her 🤷‍♀️

Melo🛸🕺🏾💯:

🤣🤣🤣🤣

And thank you 🕺🏾🛸💕

But I know you lying 🤣🤣🤣

You: Not at all. I even told her.

Melo🛸🕺🏾💯: Nah nah nah 🤣🤣🤣

I’m the best looking Ball brother everybody know that

You: yeah?? Who’s everybody?

Melo🛸🕺🏾💯: I might have to beat your ass camera girl🤣🤣

You: 🤣🤣 you wouldn’t

You got ready for bed even though you were still beaming with energy from the game.

Melo🛸🕺🏾💯: You looked beautiful tonight.

You: Stoppp, you saw me?? When?? Thank you 😊

Melo 🛸🕺🏾💯: Maybe I did, you’re welcome 😊 thank you again for coming to the game. Let’s do another photoshoot soon.

Your heart rate increased with excitement, grateful as you were wondering if the two of you would work together again.

You: Just say the word! I’m more than happy to work around you. You know that.

You felt just an ounce of guilt rereading the conversation and realizing how flirty it came off. You gave your phone a rest for an hour or so while you tidied up before laying down for bed for the night.

Melo 🛸🕺🏾💯: did y’all do anything after the game?

You: nothing crazy just went to get McDonald’s lmao.

Melo 🛸🕺🏾💯: stop playing

You: I wish I was lmao

Melo 🛸🕺🏾💯: I would have taken you outtttt

I’m sorry im a lil drink rn

***drunk

If I was Tristan

You giggled at his text.

You: Drunk??!! Oooo LaMelo Ball I’m telling 😧

Melo🛸🕺🏾💯: Nooo please don’t

I’ll cash app you $100

Or Apple Pay

Please don’t tell my mama

You: Melo I’m kidding 🤣🤣

But I’ll take that $100

Jpjp💀💀

Melo🛸🕺🏾💯:

Apple Pay $100

You:

Apple Pay $100

Hell no Melo I was totally kidding

Melo🛸🕺🏾💯: Apple Pay $1000 Take itttt Oh shit I added and extra zero in there, oh well 🤷‍♂️🤷‍♂️🤪🤪🤣

You: Apple Pay $1000 Melo I’m deadass don’t 😂

Melo🛸🕺🏾💯: Apple Pay $1000 Don’t play with me I’ll send one million

You dial his number, slightly concerned with his antics.

“Heyyyy camera girl,” you hear him slur.

“Melo,” you blurted.

He does not respond but you hear music and chatter in the background and hear him greeting someone.

“Melo!” You say a little louder this time.

“Oh shit my bad, what’s up girl,” he says and his voice so relaxed you could not help but giggle.

“You don’t have to send me money. Seriously, I’m sorry for even joking about it,” you reply quickly.

His tone eased and sounding more concerned now.

“Oh Y/N why would you think you have to apologize for that? Seriously that’s my fault I was doing to much. I’m sorrry I’m kinda drinking right now-“

There goes that feeling when he said your name again.

“Well what’s drunk Melo up too?” You giggled.

“Hanging out with a couple of my dudes and some guys from the team…but hey I’m flying out of state tomorrow.. when you tryna do another shoot?”

We love a persistent man, you thought.

“Well, when do you get back?” You asked him while crossing your arms.

“Not until this upcoming Monday…” he trailed off.

“Well, you let me know what works best for you,” you say.

He pauses for a moment.

“You so cute,” he snickers.

“Melo!” You yell with a laugh and quickly bring your hand to your mouth. You felt the blood quickly rush to your face.

“You looked soooo good tonight, tell yo man Tris-“

Your eyes widened in pure fear.

“MELO!! Who you talking too-“ you heard a guy voice say right into your ear. Melo’s voice grew further before he could finish his statement. You assumed the guy the phone now.

“Oh hell-“ you start.

“Hello?” You heard the guys voice greet you calmly now.

“Umm, hi,” you reply shyly.

“Hey, don’t listen to him he’s had enough to drink. What’s your name sweetheart?” He asked.

“Depends who’s asking..?” You trail off.

“It’s Miles, look I’m sure you’re a sweet girl sorry for the troubles this young man is causing-“

“Give me my mufuckin’ phone-“ you hear Melo say and you can’t help but let out a another laugh. Oh how fun it seems it would to be hanging out with them right now.

“Hey camera girl you don’t have to tell him shit – I’m so sorry lemme call you back when I’m not faded- okay?”

“Camera girl?” You hear Miles voice question in the background.

“Don’t worry bout it,” Melo snaps at Miles.

“Okay,” you say while shaking your head. “Bye Melo,”

No way this shit was happening. Your phone vibrated immediately after the call ended.

Tristan 😊❤️ Good night darling 😊

“Nah I need a minute to take this shit in hold up,” you say out loud to yourself before you could even think about typing up a response to Tristan.

You walked out onto your patio and breathed in the fresh fall air. Admiring the view before laughing at yourself.

Life is a funny thing. Not even a month into living in your new apartment and your life was bringing you things you had never imagined would be happening to you.

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silver - n. patrick

ok, so this is my first time writing anything to do with the NHL, so feedback is greatly appreciated

Nolan Patrick x reader

summary: the one where everyone around you is annoyed of how oblivious the two of you are

my requests are open-- taglist: @sortagaysortahigh

wc: 7.9k

a/n: this is one of my favorite things i’ve ever written omg. also huge shoutout to @barbienoturbby and @sunsetholland for reading this and for validation

warnings: angst, mutual pining, a few swear words, you and nol being oblivious, fighting, brief mention of injury

(gif not mine)

When you got the ‘SOS’ text from Nolan, you quickly assumed the worst. Knowing that he had just gotten out of practice you assumed he had gotten hurt during practice or he was dealing with another migraine and since it was your day off from your job as the Flyers trainer, you assumed the worst - one of your coworkers was there, but that didn’t mean that Nolan would go to them. You were caught even more off guard when he sent a second text a few minutes later, ‘i’m picking you up in 15. be ready’

The cryptic messages from your best friend weren’t helping your confusion, so you decided the best option was to call him. He picked up shortly after the second ring, “Hey y/n/n, what’s up?”

“What’s up? That’s all you have to say after those wack text messages?”

“Um, when you put it like that? Then yes,” you didn’t have to see his face to know that he was smirking, “anyways, I just parked, so I’ll be up to your apartment soon, bye.”

With that, he ended the call, once again adding to your confusion. Deciding the only thing you could honestly do, you got up from your couch and got dressed. You were halfway through getting your hair done when you heard the door to your apartment unlock.

Walking towards the door you saw Nolan, his hair still somewhat wet since he rushed here after practice. “Okay, do I get some form of explanation, or are you just going to stand there?”

“Look, I kinda fucked up. But just hear me out, okay?” he rushed out as he paced your living room.

“What do you mean you kinda fucked up?”

“Okay, so... at practice, me and the boys were talking about the charity gala that’s this Friday and a few comments might have been made about how I don’t have a date.”

“Let me guess. And your dumbass went, ‘I have a date, blah, blah, blah, who just happens to work for our team and you all know her’ and I got roped into the equation?” you said, jokingly.

“Wait, how’d you know?” he said with no hint of humor in his voice.

“Wait, you’re serious? I just assumed you needed me to find you a date? But you said I was your date?” heat rushed to your face at the thought of being Nolan’s fake date to the gala. You don’t know how you’re supposed to make it a whole night while having to pretend to be his.

He simply nodded in response, “Please, y/n/n. It would mean so much. You obviously don’t have to and I can just say you can’t make it or whatever, but-”

“Nol, it’s fine,” you said, cutting off his rambling, “I’m pretty sure I need a dress though.”

Nolan’s smile grew when he heard what you said, “Yeah, that’s why I came here. I kinda figured you’d say yes anyway, so it just kinda worked out.”

“Oh, don’t try to act all cocky on me now, you were just pacing my living room in fear that I would say no.”

“Besides the point. Anyways, let’s go get you that dress,” Nolan said, grabbing your hand and leading you out the apartment. You did your best to ignore the butterflies in your stomach as your hand intertwined with his.

“So, what does your suit look like?” you asked as you glanced around the store for a dress. “Oh, I was just thinking simple black, but I’ll match the tie with whatever color your dress or shoes are. We have to make sure they think we’re actually together.”

“Y-yeah. You’re right,” his words hurt you a little more than they should have. He was right. This wasn’t real and if you didn’t sell it well enough then Nolan would get the backhand of it. “What if I got that black dress over there?” you pointed to a simple off the shoulder black dress with a slit up to your mid-thigh,” and then get colorful shoes that you can get a tie to match?”

You missed the way Nolan gulped when you were busy looking for your size. He already knew the dress would look amazing on you, so when you found your size he knew he was in for it. “I’m going to go try this on real quick, I’ll be back,” you said before making your way to talk to an associate there.

As soon as you stepped out of the dressing room in the dress, he knew he was screwed. His mind immediately going places that it shouldn’t have.“Nol, what do you think?” you asked, snapping him out of his thoughts. He was thinking a lot more than he should have. “Oh, uh, you look beautiful, y/n,” he forced out.

“I feel like this look would need a statement necklace or something to go with it, to kinda draw it all together, you know,” you said before doing a spin, “I don’t think I’m going to get it though.”

“You’re getting it,” he insisted. He didn’t care about the price, he knew that the dress was meant for you. He didn’t care that he might only see it once, but he could tell you loved the dress. He also loved you in the dress.

Whenever you got home that night, you were met with your roommate in the kitchen. “So, you going to tell me where you and Nolan were all day? And don’t try to deny it, I heard your conversation this morning about the gala,” Mae teased.

Mae had known you long enough to know how you felt about Nolan, she also knew Nolan well enough to know how he felt about you. Being the photographer for the Flyers, gave her an insight into the many interactions that you and Nolan had - both of you always looking for the other when there’s practice or a game, stolen glances when he’s on the bench, and him going out of his way to see you in your office (even when he isn’t hurt). She knew that if the two of you just said how you felt, that the two you would be happy with each other.

“If you heard our conversation, I don’t know why you’re asking what we did. We went shopping, that’s all.”

“Have y’all confessed your love for each other yet? Or is it still ‘unknown’ information?”

“It’s all very one-sided and you know that.”

“Not according to Kevin,” you scoffed.

“Okay, so one person says otherwise.”

“Or TK, or Hartsy, or-”

“Okay, okay. I get it.”

“Pretty much anyone on the Flyers roster would agree with me,” Mae said, making sure her point was clear. Even with everything she said, you still didn’t believe her. “You should honestly just talk to him. And maybe actually be honest about how you feel for once.”

“Anyways, I have to go shower now. I still have to get some stuff ready for the gala tomorrow,” you left before she could say anything more.

…..

Nolan had decided to take it upon himself to make sure you had the best possible day that you could. Since he didn’t have practice, he decided to go to your favorite bakery and get you breakfast and your favorite coffee. Knowing that you most likely wouldn’t be up for a while, he swung by a jewelry shop to get you a necklace to go with your dress to ‘bring the look together’.

“Hello sir, how can I help you today?” the salesperson said when Nolan walked in.

“Oh, so I was wondering if you had any type of hockey charms? Or initial charms?”

“Yes, we do actually. Silver or gold?”

“Definitely silver,” he said, thinking back to your shoes and his tie.

“Alright, if you’ll follow me,” the man led Nolan over to a glass display, directing him to the sports charms that they had. When Nolan saw the hockey charms, he smiled at the thought of you wearing it. “And what initial did you want, sir?”

“An ‘N’ “

After he paid for the necklace he made his way towards your apartment. Using the spare key you had given him when you took into account how many times he came over, he opened your front door.

“I still forget the fact that you have a key,” Mae said looking up from the couch, “Is that what I think it is?”

“Which thing?” Nolan said, setting his keys down on the counter. He noticed that you weren’t in the living room and assumed you were still asleep.

“I was just talking about the coffee and bag from the cafe, but is there something else?”

Nolan simply nodded, “yeah, I just want y/n to have a good day since she’s going with me to the gala.”

Mae eyed him suspiciously, “What else did you get her?”

“Huh?”

“You said ‘which thing’, which hints that there’s more than just coffee.”

“Oh, I got her a necklace for tonight.”

“Did you give her a key to your apartment and an engagement ring, too? Or is that next week?”

Nolan simply rolled his eyes at her statement, “It’s not like that.”

“It’s only that way because both of you are stubborn and oblivious. Did you get me a bagel or just her?” Mae said, glancing at the bag. Nolan nodded before getting everything out of the bag, “thanks, Nolan.”

He made his way towards your room, quietly opening the door to make sure not to wake you. Stopping for a moment at your door when he saw your sleeping form, before making his way to your bed. “y/n/n, I got you your favorite,” he said gently.

“Too early,” you groaned into your pillow, causing Nolan to laugh. “Babe, it’s 1 pm and Mae said you even went to bed early,” Nolan didn’t realize what he had said, but after hearing him say that nickname you were wide awake.

“It’s still too early,” you said, finally sitting up, “but what did you get me?”

“Your usual,” he handed you the bad when he noticed you had gotten settled against your headboard.

“Thanks, Nol. You know you don’t have to do-,” you paused as you noticed the jewelry box that he was still holding, “what’s in the box?”

“Oh, I-uh, I got you something for tonight. Obviously, you don’t have to wear it if you don’t want to, I just thought it would look nice with the dress,” he wasn’t even sure what prompted him to get it.

“Show me,” you said, taking a drink of your coffee.

“What?”

“Nol, show me what you got me,” you chuckled at his obvious nervousness. He ignored the fear that you would hate it as he struggled to open the box. When he finally got the box open, he immediately passed the box over to you. The anxious feeling in his chest only grew when there was no immediate response from you.

“I, uh, wow. Nolan, you shouldn’t have. You didn’t have to do this, you know.”

“Y-yeah, I know. But you said you needed a necklace to go with it and you honestly deserve so much for agreeing to go with me,” he said, finally meeting your eyes. “You deserve the world, y/n/n,” he whispered, averting his gaze down to your lips. You weren’t sure if you imagined it or not, but when you looked back up at him, he had gotten closer than he was before.

“Nol,” you whispered, as you noticed that he was getting closer, his lips eventually ghosting over yours.

“Hey, Nol, these bagels are great are you sure that you got them from the usual cafe,” Mae yelled as she barged into your room, causing the two of you to practically jump away from each other.

“Um, yeah,” he stated, his voice laced with annoyance,” the same one that’s a block away. Just like the bag says.”

He immediately shot a glare your way at the sound of both you and Mae laughing, “god, someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed. Don’t you agree, y/n?”

“Oh, yeah. For sure,” Nolan’s face softening at the sound of you laughing.

…..

Mae stayed in your room while you got ready for the gala - helping you out anytime you needed with either your hair or makeup. As she listened to you ramble about Nolan and the day you had yesterday, she knew she had to interfere. Quickly pulling out her phone, she pulled up the contact of the one person she knew who would help her out, who just happened to be Nolan’s best friend.

heyyy teeks, i need your help

tk: i feel like you only text me when you need something. but what’s up

y/n and nolan.

tk : oh ok, yeah. he said she was his date for tonight though? i just assumed they finally talked it out?

well, they’re going as the others ‘fake date’. i’m very impatient and they are very dumb, so i need you to think of something

tk : why can’t you think of something?

i won’t be at the gala + i’m out of ideas

After the exchange of many text messages, Mae and Travis finally had a plan to help their two dumbass friends finally talk about how they felt.

“Who are you texting?” you asked when you saw Mae furiously typing away.

“Oh, just asking Teeks about the practice schedule?” she said, quickly coming up with an excuse.

“You know we work at the same time? Right? Like our schedules are the exact same?”

“Oh, yeah. I just wanted to see when would be a good time to get some statements for the team’s Instagram stories.”

You nodded hesitantly,” for some odd reason, I don’t believe you. But I also don’t know if I really want to know.”

“Anyways, what time is Nol picking you up?”

“He should be here-,” stopping when you heard the front door unlock, “now.”

Before you were even able to stand up from your vanity, Mae was already at the door. “Woah, Nolan, who knew you could clean up well.”

“Wow, Mae. You’re always so nice to me,” Nolan grumbled in response, “where’s y/n/n?”

“She should be out soon. She looks hot as hell, by the way. I know you’ll see her, but I just thought I’d let you know beforehand.”

“Well, it is her. She always looks beautiful,” he said without a second thought.

“Ooooh, Nol. You getting soft on us? Over a girl? Gasp. Never saw that one coming.”

“Mae, shut the literal fuck up. I swear if you make one more joke about me and y/n, I’ll-” before he was able to finish his sentence, you had emerged from the hallway wearing the dress. The dress. The same dress that nearly made him pass out in the store. Except now, you also had on the necklace with his initial and the shoes that matched what he was wearing. “Wow.”

You giggled at his reaction, trying to ignore the heat that rushed to your face, “wow to you, too.”

“Was that you were saying, Nolan? I make one more joke about you and-” Mae interrupted, snapping both you and Nolan out of whatever trance you were in. Nolan saw the look of confusion cross your face, “I won’t get you any bagels next time I go out.”

“Oh, you wouldn’t!”

“I would, actually.”

“Okay, did I miss something?” you said, looking between your two best friends.

“No,” the both of them said simultaneously.

….. As the two of you entered the ballroom that the gala was taking place, you took note of the amount of orange, black, and white decorations filling the room. All the players were scattered throughout the ballroom with their dates, some dancing, some near the bar, others talking.

Nolan kept his arm wrapped around your waist as he led you near Travis and Joel, who were standing near the bar. He let his arm fall when you mentioned you needed to go talk to Ryanne and made his way over to the boys.

“Dude, I thought you were joking when you said you were bringing y/n as your date,” Joel said when he knew you were far enough away.

“She looks hot as hell, I say that respectfully. If Mae found out I said that - in any context - she would murder me,” Travis knew that what he was saying would have an effect on his friend, that’s exactly why he said it. This was the plan that he and Mae had agreed to, the plan they hoped would work.

Nolan clenched his jaw, his body becoming tense from the words that he had heard from his friends. “Ok, Travis,” he simply nodded, in hopes that the conversation would end there.

“I mean is she still single?” Joel added.

“Well, I mean, yes, but-”

“I might ask her out soon. I mean you said she was single, right?”

“Yeah, but-”

“Ooh, Farabee’s getting bold,” Travis added.

Before Nolan could get another word out, you had made your back to the boys. “Hey, Nols. Did you want to go dance with me?” you asked, using all the courage you had in you.

“No,” he inwardly grimaced at how sharp his answer came out, but he was upset. He knew you deserve someone better than him. All his insecurities were reaching the surface over a simple statement his friend had made.

“No?”

“Yeah, why don’t you ask Farabee,” your brows furrowed as you saw him get up and walk away, joining Carter and Hayes at a table.

“Um, what’s up with him?”

“Farabee made a joke about his hair,” Travis made up on the spot.

“Oh, his hair?” to which both boys nodded, “um, alright.”

Your thoughts were racing. You knew it was something other than a joke about his hair, he would have chirped back if it was something like that. You hesitantly agreed to dance with Joel, knowing that after you danced you need to talk to Nolan. You and Joel made small talk, but your mind was a thousand miles away. “I can tell your mind is on something else, what’s up?” Joel interrupted your thoughts.

“I know you didn’t say anything about his hair,” you shot him a pointed look.

Joel only chuckled in response, “oh yeah, me and Teeks were trying to get him to admit something about how he felt about you, but instead he got all snarky. It definitely defeated the purpose of the joke, but we didn’t expect him to not say anything. If you go to him and talk to him, I’m sure it’ll all be okay.”

Once the song that was playing ended, that’s exactly what you did.

Or at least that was what you planned on doing.

You knew that finally telling Nolan how you felt would be risky. That’s what had stopped you so many times. But right now, the stars seemed to have aligned. Every one of your friends was telling you that things were mutual and that nothing would go wrong if you were just honest. Everything was leaning in the right direction.

Until you hit a stop sign.

That stop sign being Nolan being nowhere in sight. And once you saw him, you wished you hadn’t. You watched from a distance as the person you were about to confess your feelings to had another girl in his arms. An ex-fling of his that he said he was over. Her making advances, him not necessarily ignoring them.

Quickly turning on your heel, you grabbed your phone out of your clutch and called Mae. “Hey babes. Are you calling to say you won’t be home and that you and Nol- are you crying?”

“Can you just come and get me? If you can’t I can get a ride home, but-” you sniffled.

“Yeah, yeah, of course. I’m on my way.”

Your feet led you towards the front lounge area near the entrance where you waited on Mae. You didn’t want to talk about anything, so you texted TK asking him to come to the front entrance.

“Love, what happened?”

“Nolan was- he was, uh. Fuck. tried to-to go talk to him and he was with his ex, but yeah. He was already avoiding me before and I was just wanting to tell him,” by the time you had finished explaining, Travis had already enveloped you in his arms.

“Nolan is an idiot, alright? He’ll realize his mistake, but don’t blame yourself, ok?”

Before you could respond, you got the text from Mae saying she was here. “Mae’s here.”

“Make sure you get some rest and let me know if you need me to beat him up for you,” he said, finally getting you to smile.

When you finally made it to Mae’s car, she passed you a pint of your favorite ice cream and then the two of you made your way home. She didn’t know ho

…..

“Nolan James Patrick, get your ass over here before I drag you off the ice,” Mae yelled throughout the rink. It was only a few people running drills, so she wasn’t interrupting an ‘official’ practice - she wouldn’t care if she had. Mae had to finish editing some new posts for the Flyers’ social media and she also had to kick Nolan Patrick’s ass, so might as well kill two birds with one stone.

“So you won’t answer my calls, but you’ll drag me out of morning skate?” Nolan said, as he skated towards where she was standing.

“Yes, exactly. What the fuck happened? y/n won’t leave her room and she told me she’s debating calling off work tomorrow, which is dumb because she’s the only trainer competent enough for game days.”

“She just assumed the worst, that’s what happened. And if she wants to avoid me that much, so be it,” he stepped off the ice to get closer to Mae.

“You aren’t slick, Pat. Everyone can see how miserable you are without her. And it’s only been like 10 hours.”

He knew Mae was right. He felt awful for what had happened at the gala, spending all the time after you left sulking and he only came to morning skate to get his mind off things, but he could only imagine how you had felt. “Look, Joel said something about asking her out, I was mad, and I also happened to run into an ex. Nothing happened between me and her, but I think y/n/n saw. Is she going to be ok?”

“Well, all things considered, if you clear up the air with her and actually talk to her like a man, instead of acting like a prepubescent boy. I’m sure she’ll be okay, but the two of you actually have to talk.”

Nolan’s head wasn’t in the right space, from morning skate or to regular practice. His mind was anywhere else, but in the game. It was so bad that he was close to being benched for his next game. His teammates were aware of what was going on, knowing they had to do something to at least get his head in the right spot.

You weren’t supposed to come in to work until later tonight to prepare for the game, but Mae had asked for your help with a piece she was working on about the Flyers staff and trainers. So, you quickly packed up your work bag and made your way to the rink. Going to your office first, you expected Mae to be the person in the chair, but you were met with the one person you were trying to avoid. “y/n, hey.”

Your heart skipped a beat after hearing his voice for the first time in a while. “Hey, Nolan. Look about the other night, it wasn’t my place to be upset. I was only there as your fake date, so me getting upset about seeing you with another girl shouldn’t have bothered me as much as it did.”

“No, y/n/n. What happened on my part wasn’t right, you’re not in the wrong for reacting how you did,” he knew you would take the blame, but he also knew he had to make sure that how you felt was reasonable and there was nothing wrong with you reacting.

“Look, me and you are fine, I promise. We’re back to being best friends, I have to go talk to Mae. I’ll see you tomorrow,” you said before turning around and leaving Nolan. You hadn’t said everything that you wanted to, but right now wasn’t the time.

Nolan started following you out of your office, making an attempt to catch up to you. “y/n/n, nothing happened between me and her, I promise.” He could only watch as you kept walking away.

…...

“So, are you and Nol going to do your handshake? Or are you going to let the team lose against the Islanders? Like I know you know some of the guys on the team, but that’s very disloyal of you,” Mae asked as she opened the door to the arena, quickly stepping to the side so that way you could jump and hit the top of the door.

“You do realize that the results of the game don’t depend on if me and Nol do the handshake?”

“Alright, Ms. ‘I have to hit the top of the doorway or else we’ll lose’. You literally left the arena crying one day because you forgot to do it.” Game days were very ritualistic, for both staff and the players. Many players had their own habits and rituals that they knew helped them win a game, some of the staff had their own rituals - you included.

You always made sure to get you and Mae your usual coffee order before the two of you made your way to the rink. Every time you entered the arena or left your office, you would jump up to hit the top of the doorway - which everyone on the team thought was hilarious, even though a lot of them started doing it themselves. Then there was the secret handshake you and Nolan do almost every time he goes on the ice.

“Look, my habits are reasonable, but I don’t know if the handshake will happen today,” you answered honestly.

“Knowing him, he’s not going to let you avoid it. He needs it just as much as you do.”

“What do you mean?”

Mae chuckled in response, “you really are oblivious sometimes. Alright, well anytime you two do the handshake, both of you visibly light up. I’ve seen it enough times to know that I’m not wrong. It’s a part of both of your routines and you’ll freak out if it doesn’t happen, so even though stuff is going on between the two of you, it’s not going to change the fact that you’re both a part of the others routine.” You visibly gaped at your best friend, which only made her laugh harder. “Look, you can act shocked all you want, but the two of you are so used to seeing each other at least once a day, that the two of you not talking consistently is driving both of you crazy.”

“I’m not going to agree, but I’m not going to deny it.”

“You literally can’t deny it because I’m right,” she said in a sing-song voice.

“Anyways, moving on. What posts do you have planned for tonight's game?”

“Well, I’ve kinda been working on a secret project, but I still need a few more shots for it. But other than that, just the usual posts of goals made and action shots.”

“Ooh, secret project? Am I allowed in the secret social media project?”

“No, you’re not at that level of clearance yet, top secret,” she smirked,”also, you know it’s almost time for morning practice and if I remember correctly, you still have to do your job. You still haven’t gotten your bag from your office yet, so you better hurry babes.”

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I’ll meet you down there?” to which she nodded in response. As the two of you made your way down to the ice, you took a detour to get to your office, leaving Mae by herself.

Mae went to the usual spot that the two of you would stand during morning skate, which also happened to be the same spot that you would stand at during the games, right in between the bench and the tunnel. While you were in your office, Mae was able to set up to get a few action shots - even though it was just morning skate she loved getting pictures of the boys when they weren’t necessarily in their competitive mode.

While she was taking a few pictures, she noticed Nolan looking around the rink, his eyes always coming back to where she stood after finishing a drill or lap. When she saw Travis skate near the bench, she quietly called him over, “dude, look at Nolan. He looks like a lost puppy.”

Nolan’s head still wasn’t in the right spot, he was able to get it together enough to be able to play, but his head was everywhere else. When he saw Mae, he immediately started looking for you, which only bummed him out more when he realized you might have actually called in saying you wouldn’t be able to make it.

“Oh, yeah. He’s been like that all day since he hasn’t seen y/n here. Did she actually call in like she said she would?”

“No, she’s just in her office getting her bag. She threatened not to do their handshake, so you know things are serious,” she said, taking a few more pictures.

“Damn, Pat will go insane if she’s actually serious.”

“She’s not serious, she better not be at least.”

“Oh shit, the project. You’re still working on it?” TK asked, to which Mae nodded.

“You mean to tell me Teeks knows about the project and I don’t,” you interjected, causing them both to laugh.

“Dude, Pat thought you actually called in today and he looked like he was going to cry,” Travis added.

“Who told him I was thinking about calling in?” you asked, looking between the duo in front of you.

“I kinda showed up to practice yesterday and threatened him. Nothing serious, just the usual ‘get your shit together or else’,” Mae said, shrugging, “he’s very threatened by those shorter than him.”

At the sound of your laugh, Nolan’s head immediately snapped over to where he knew you usually stood, seeing you around Mae and Teeks. His face and mood immediately lighting up at the sight of you standing there.

Teeks left shortly after, leaving you and Mae alone. “Was Nol that worried I wouldn’t come?”

“Bitch, you can’t be serious right now? Of course he was worried, you’re basically his good luck charm at this point.”

“I’m not-”

“You are. Don’t even try to deny it. You and I both know it. I’ll see you at lunch”

Nolan took notice of how quickly you looked for him whenever Mae left. He wasn’t sure if it was intentional or just routine, but the smile that you sent his way had him forgetting any worries he had. Just as he was about to come over to you, Coach ushered him to do media. Quickly sending you a sad smile, he followed.

As soon as the boys cleared out from morning skate to head to do media, you started getting the benches ready for the game; getting the water bottles filled, making sure there were enough sticks, and checking that all the pucks were there. You took your time, as you still had quite a bit of time before you had to head to meetings with other staff members.

Shortly after staff meetings and lunch with Mae were done, you got a text from Zach, your assistant trainer, saying that the Islanders were in the process of getting settled. Since you trusted Zach to take care of that, you took this time to check on any injuries that any players had to make sure that they were in the best shape they could be for the game today.

mattyb: psst. is the room clear? me and tito can’t be seen talking to the enemy

you’re good to come into the training room, idk what the hallway looks like though

When you heard the door close, you didn’t even have to look up from what you were doing to know who it was. Quickly turning around you saw two of your closest friends, “I didn’t think I’d actually miss you guys and here we are.”

“Did y/n y/l/n just admit to missing us? Did I miss something?” Tito said.

“Ooh, I think Philly has made her go soft. Let’s take a moment of silence for our fallen friend,” Mat added.

“Do you two ever shut up?”

“There she is,” Mat came over to you to give you a hug, Tito following behind.

“I’m surprised you willingly hugged me. Matty B, I’m the enemy here,” you said, causing Mat to roll his eyes at the nickname.

“Back at it with that stupid nickname.”

“Don’t worry, y/n/n, we both know he loves that nickname.”

The three of you took the time that you had to catch up, eventually ending up walking throughout the arena back towards their locker room. Wishing both of the boys luck, Tito walked into the locker room first, but you noticed Mat seemed hesitant on walking in. “What’s up?”

“What do you mean what’s up?” you asked, unsure of what he was meaning.

“No, I can clearly tell that something is wrong. Tito probably noticed too, he just doesn’t mention stuff like that.”

“Um, stuff is going on with me and Nolan. I don’t really know what, it’s just this really long story.”

“Did he do something? I’ll beat him up if you need me to?”

“No, no. Nothing happened, well stuff did, but nothing that you need to beat him up for.”

“Did you finally tell him how you feel? Did he reject you or something?”

“No, um, me and him went to a charity gala together, but only as each other's fake date. I didn’t bring it up as wanting anything else, but then some other stuff happened and now we’re in this awkward ‘we’re fine, but won’t talk it out’ stage. And it’s just hard right now,” you simply shrugged.

“You know, I don’t know much about him, but I’m sure there’s a lot that has been left unsaid for way too long and now it’s just needing to be out in the open. You two will figure it out, I’m sure,” Mat quickly gave you a hug, “now, I have to go get ready to win this game, so if you’ll excuse me.”

“Oh, be ready Barzy, my boys will kick your ass.”

“We shall see, y/n. We shall see.”

Once you saw that Mat had gone back to the locker room, you started making your way back to the Flyers locker room for pregame meetings. You still had at least 30 minutes before the meetings started, but you assumed that the boys would either be stretching or messing around. “You know, you talking to the enemy could get you fired, y/n/n,” you heard Joel say as he walked beside you.

“Hey, Beezer. How are you today?”

“I’m doing great. I’d be better if my favorite trainer wasn’t seen talking to the enemy,” he nudged you with his elbow.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. I didn’t spoil any secrets, I promise. No game plans were exposed.”

“Hmm. Wait til Nols hears about this one,” he paused when you visibly tensed, “you guys haven’t talked have you? That’s why morning skate was kinda wack.”

“Well, we have talked, but I don’t think everything that needed to be said was said.”

“So, why don’t you go say it? Simple.”

“He’s not saying much either,” you said, defensively to which he could only roll his eyes.

“Well both of you are acting like a couple of 14 year olds that don’t know how to talk to the person they like, no offense, but it’s annoying,” he said, matter of factly.

You knew Joel was right, he had simply said what everyone around you was thinking. You knew that what he had said the night of the gala was right. You knew what Mae had said about the two of you being a part of each other’s routine was right. You knew - although you would never say it to his face - that Mat was right, too.

Reaching down, you instinctively grabbed the necklace that Nolan gave you. You only looked up when you heard chuckling in front of you, “what?”

“Your first instinct was to grab the necklace he got you, it might not seem like a lot, but it says a lot.”

…..

Nolan stepped out of the locker room and quickly followed the boys towards the rink. He unconsciously kept an eye out for you, knowing that if he didn’t do the handshake it would throw him off. When warm ups started and he only saw Zach, he started to become worried. The handshake only had to happen before each period, but it often happened more than three times throughout the game.

Midway through warm up Travis nudged him, who pointed towards where you and Mae were walking closer. He watched as Mae nudged you and pointed in his direction, to which you quickly jogged over, “ok, sorry I didn’t get here before warm-ups. But here’s what’s going to happen ok: you go out there and kick some ass. Specifically so I can prove a point to Mat and Tito, but anyways, you go out there and you help win this game. Then once the game is over we figure out whatever is going on with us. Okay?”

Nolan’s smile only grew, he simply nodded. “Of course, you think I’d let your stupid New York friends win?”

“I would hope not,” you gave him a quick hug and watched as he started to walk away, “I know damn well that you’re not walking away without doing this handshake,” Nolan quickly took off his gloves so that you could do your handshake,“ there we go. Now you better beat them or else I’ll never hear the end of it.”

Once the National Anthem was over, the first period started. You already knew that this game would be a tough one, you knew enough about both teams to know that it would be a very close game. By the end of the first, the score was 2-1, the Islanders ahead.

After the intermission, both teams came back ready for more. You knew the signs of the Islanders getting cocky and you hoped it was noticeable, you and Nolan did your handshake one more time before he went back on the ice. About halfway through the second period, Nolan and Travis had helped get another goal, tying up the score.

As the team was celebrating your eyes found Nolan’s to which he simply pointed at you in response. You scanned the rest of the rink, only to see Mat and Tito pointing between you and Nolan, your eyebrows furrowed to which they only smiled in response. Oh no. You looked back to Nolan, who was skating back to the bench for water, only to see Tito approaching him from the other side.

You couldn’t hear what was said, but you knew that whatever it was caused Nolan to get angry. His eyes met yours once more and you only hoped he would ignore whatever was said. You let out a breath of air as he skated back to the bench. Nolan wasn’t on the ice for the next play, but you could see the way he kept his eyes trained on Tito.

You watched as Mat had the puck, passing it to Tito as they scored another goal. As they celebrated you visibly gaped as Tito pointed in your direction. You could see the smirk grow on his face from what you assumed was Nolan’s reaction.

You prepared for the worst when Nolan went back on the ice. TK, who was still on the bench, looked back at you with a questioning look. “This is bad, this is very bad,” you whispered.

“Pssh, he’ll be fine. He hardly ever-” before Travis could even finish his sentence, you saw Nolan and Tito’s gloves come off. “Ok, forget I said that.” You watched as the two boys fought, eventually both were pulled apart by the refs and were ushered towards the penalty box.

“Dumbass.”

The game continued and the two of them eventually got out of the penalty box. By the end of the second period, the score was 3-2, the boys only needed to get at least one point to be able to win the game. You were beyond mad at Tito and Mat for egging Nolan on, but you were also mad at Nolan for letting it get to him.

When you and Nolan did your handshake, you took notice of how his hands were already slightly bruised from the fight, but you would tend to that later. The game proceeded, eventually with both teams tied with only a few minutes left, so either someone would score or the game would go into overtime.

Everyone in the arena is on the edge of their seats, unsure of what the outcome of the game will be. Carter was able to block all of the Islanders attempts at a goal, which allowed the guys to be able to score without fear of a comeback from the Isles. With less than 20 seconds left, a goal is made by the Flyers. We won the game.

The atmosphere of the arena erupted in cheers and celebration, the boys crowding around on the ice. You smiled as you watched the team celebrate the win that they just had, your smile growing more when you saw that Nolan was once again looking your way. “He’s been looking your way the whole game and you want to tell me he doesn’t think of you as his good luck charm? Okay, y/n,” Mae said, interrupting your thought process.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah. No need for that,” you said rolling your eyes, “You’ll meet me by the training room once you’re done?”

She simply nodded in response. Staying in the arena for a while as fans and spectators cleared out, you cleared off the benches and started making your way back to the training room. “y/n,” a familiar voice yelled from behind you as you passed the visiting locker rooms.

Turning around you saw Tito approaching, Mat following behind. “Look, I’m sorry about what I did. I shouldn’t have dragged you into it.”

“Yeah, you really shouldn’t have, but as long as you left it on the ice we’re cool. Just know that I’m not afraid to punch you out either. I appreciate the apology though, T.”

“Please don’t punch him again, but now that I know we’re cool. Can we just take a second and mention the reaction that we got out of Nolan?” Mat questioned.

“Exactly, I wouldn’t react that way unless I was literally in love with the girl. He’s whipped, dude,” Tito added.

“He’s not.”

“He is,” the pair in front of you said in unison. “It’s so obvious and the two of you are just oblivious,” Mat added. Before you could say anything else, you saw Anders emerge from the locker room, “hey, y/n. Your boys did good today.”

“Yeah, I know.”

“Always the humble one, y/n,” he sighed,”Anyways, what was up with your boy today?” he added.

“Well, Tito also chirped him, so I don’t think it was an all one sided ordeal,” you stated.

“Did you notice how he didn’t mention who he was talking about? He literally just said ‘your boy’ and you immediately knew he meant Pat,” heat rushed to your face at Mat’s statement.

“Anyways, you guys had a great game. Next time we play each other, we have to make plans and catch up more,” you quickly said your goodbyes and made your way back to the training room where a familiar figure was already sitting on one of the benches. “Hey, y/n/n.”

“Hey, Nol,” you set your bag down and quickly headed over to get some ice for his hand, “you’re a dumbass, you know that.”

“Well, I have you constantly reminding me, so yeah,” he smiled at the fact that the two of you fell back into your normal conversation.

“So, you want to explain why you got into a fight?” you already knew why he did, but something was telling you that you didn’t know something.

“Not particularly, but I know you won’t accept that answer,” he sighed, “he made a comment about him asking you out and I’ve already dealt with a comment like that about you before, but it really got in my head this time. And then he pointed to you after your goal and I don’t know.” As he ran his hand through his hair, his eyes finally met yours, “I got jealous.”

“Nolan Patrick, jealous? Never saw that one coming,” you walked back over towards him to assess his hand, “well your hand looks fine, you’ll probably just have to ice it for a few days.” Standing back up you noticed Nolan’s eyes on your neck, “what is it?”

“You’re still wearing the necklace I gave you.”

“Yeah, of course. Why wouldn’t I?”

“I don’t know, I figured you’d throw it away after what happened. I honestly thought you wouldn’t show up today or do our handshake and it scared me.”

Your eyebrows furrowed, “why did it scare you?”

“I, uh, after us not talking, I realized how much I need you in my life and I realized I love you a lot more than I thought I did before.” Your eyes widened as you realized what he had said, “you love me?”

“Is it hard that hard to believe?”

“I- I don’t know, I just didn’t realize how you felt the same,” looking up you saw Nolan’s face visibly light up. Before you could say anything else, he pulled you closer to him.

Brushing a piece of hair away from your face, he leaned closer, softly whispering another I love you before his lips met yours softly. Once the two of you pulled away, you simply smiled at one another.

“Yes, finally. Teeks, you owe me $20. Pay up,” Mae said to Teeks, both leaning on the doorway.

“You two couldn’t have waited another day for that,” Travis said, handing over the money.

“Oh, you might want to check Instagram really quick. Nolan, I assume you’re taking y/n/n home?”

The blush on Nolan’s face grew as he looked over to you for confirmation to which you nodded before walking over to pull your phone out of your bag. Opening Instagram, you went to the Flyers Instagram, taking note of a few new posts before seeing the most recent one captioned ‘Pre-game handshakes are definitely the most important part of game day’ with a video of you and Nolan doing your handshake before each game over the few years you had done it.

“Awe, Mae. Was this the secret project?”

“Yeah, now I’ll leave you two,” she said before walking away, only to come back a few seconds later, “oh and use protection, kiddos.”

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Glimpses: Part 8 (Kathryn Hahn x Fem!Reader)

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Summary: Babysteps are taken.

Word Count: 1,8k

A/N: Hey y’all! I am really sorry it took me a while to get to this but tbh life hasn't been the easiest since I’ve last posted. I hope you all enjoy this chapter, even though it turned out completely different than I had anticipated. Definitely plan to throw another chapter your way this week. We’ll see :)

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Her soft lips move against yours as Kathryn’s hand finds her way into your hair. She pulls you closer and it seems like she wants to deepen the kiss, but before she gets any chance to do so, you break the contact.

“Kathryn…“, both of you are panting and you have to hold on to her upper thigh to steady yourself. You take in a deep breath as she looks at you with widened eyes, while a worried look is creeping onto her face. She immediately lets go of your neck. Still panting, she tries to form words.

“Sweetheart, I… I am so sorry! I… Oh my god!“ Her eyes widen and she removes herself completely from you and puts a few more inches in between the two of you. “Is this…? Did we…? Are you okay?“

You nod, slowly, because you need time to process. What struck you and made you speechless wasn’t the fact that she kissed you in the first place, no, you are absolutely confused by her harsh reaction to the occurring situation. You look at her, eyes wide open, as she is sitting way too far away from you and looks at you like something horrible has happened.

“Kathryn, hey, I AM okay. Very much so, stop worrying. All is good!“ You take her hand in yours. “I… I loved this. This is everything I have ever dreamed of…“ “But?…“, she impatiently interrupts you and you give her the look that a mother gives her children when they repeatedly reach for a toy they are not allowed to have.

“But… This is not how I want this to go. Let me take you out on a date or something? Let’s go eat somewhere or read or talk or just sit… But not in the back of a car in the middle of the night as we are both very much not sober, hm?“ She nods and the hiccup, that escapes her throat right after you take her hand into yours again, just tells you that you’re right.

The rest of the ride is calm and quiet as Kathryn clearly is tired and overwhelmed with all the love she has gotten all night. You opt to just sit with her in silence, noticing how her body slowly falls against yours until her head lands on her shoulder. She is asleep.

You move a strand of hair behind her ear - prompting a small smile to form on her lips and it makes you feel proud that you did the grown up thing and resisted the urge to take a step further, the urge to see how far she would go, not that you could sneakily slip your hand anywhere anyway, considering she was still wearing that one-piece that was hugging her in all the right places.

Shaking your head to get rid of the thoughts that are flooding your tipsy brain right now, you realize you’ve reached your neighborhood right as the car slows down on the side walk. Peter opens the window to look at you “Do you want me to take you directly to your house or do you want to walk the rest of the way?“

You really appreciate how considerate he is, but you have to tell your mom eventually anyway, so you opt for the safer option. “Take me directly home, please.“ He nods and his eyes wander to Kathryn, who is still asleep on your shoulder. “You’re good for her, I hope you know that.“, Peter says before closing the window again.

“YOU DID WHAT?“ You haven’t seen your best friend enraged like that ever before. “YOUR./NAME… YOU DID WHAT NOW?

Telling her that you were the one who broke off a kiss with Kathryn was probably not your smartest idea in a while. When you got home last night, you went straight to bed, but texted Alex that you were gonna call her as soon as you woke up to give her all the tea.

“I… I broke the kiss?“ You repeat and look at her, scared she will yell at you again.

“Honey! How??? Why? This could’ve very well been a one in a lifetime chance!“ She is not mad or anything, more shocked because she knows how much you’ve wanted this.

You look at her and both of you become serious for a moment. “It wasn’t right. We had too much to drink. I know she wanted it. We’ve had moments before, but… I just didn’t feel right, Alex. I don't know how to explain. Don’t get me wrong, I was into it, very much so, but I want the real deal. Not a car fling, you know?“ “You really are the most amazing person I’ve ever met. I hope she knows how fortunate she is to know someone as respectful as you.“ It still felt unusual to talk about Kathryn that way. Even to your best friend. Even though you know you share everything with Alex that is there to share. Kathryn was Kathryn and you were… just you. But somehow, when the two of you are together, that doesn't matter at all. You don’t think about who she is when you are with Kathryn.

Right as you think about her, your phone lights up and you receive a message.

„Sweetheart, I really enjoyed having you around last night! Can’t wait to do it again. Packed week ahead, sadly, but would like to invite you to my garden again by the end of it? xxx K.��

For a moment, you smile and already want to text back, but you had read the message out to Alex as well and she doesn’t want you to text back just yet. “Can’t wait to do it again?“, she says. “Like as in the kiss or as in the night, well I mean the day, in general? DUDE. That’s huge!“ You hadn’t thought about it that way. Alex was wild sometimes. She would come up with things that you haven’t considered yet, but not always in a good way. Sometimes, she drops knowledge on you until your anxiety kicks in and she doesn’t even notice. Not this time, though.

This time, Alex’ remark only makes your chest swell with pride because, either way, it was a huge compliment. You let Kathryn know that you feel the same and you would love to visit her again.

The following week seems to be endless but somehow you make your way through it, especially with a Q&A that was announced Sunday night and would happen today. Kathryn is booked to watch an episode of her latest show Wandavision with some cast members on something like Zoom, where they can be seen by fans around the globe to promote upcoming shows and increase streams.

She had texted you a selfie earlier, and captioned it with how she was missing your compliments while getting ready, with a wink, of course, and you that made you even more excited to see her later.

The event itself is cute, hundreds of fans are online and even though you can’t see the other fans, you all can feel the unity and love towards the cast. You’re sitting on your desk, laptop propped up in front of you with the stream, while you are FaceTiming Alex who stayed awake for the event like she always does.

“Kathryn is just soooo beautiful tonight.“ Alex swoons, as you watch her staring at the stream. Kathryn does look great. Her blue eyes are highlighted by the blue button up shirt she is wearing and her hair is loosely hanging down one side. Ben really outdid himself with tonight’s look. She smiles at something Lizzie says and they both laugh as they watch the scene where Agatha and Wanda are in the kitchen together.

“Many mouths make good gossip.“ Alex laughs and you can see Kathryn grin in the corner of your eyes as you look at her best friend. “Have you told her she looks beautiful yet?“

It was a logical question. Shooting her a message would be so easy and yet, you haven’t thought of it yet. You shake your head.

“Gurl! Take your phone and text her, NOW! Let’s gooooooo.“ She was right. You had the perfect chance right there and you were sure Kathryn would not be looking at her phone anytime soon. Most likely, she would only see your message after the event, so you decide to go for it after all.

“Looking really good tonight, Ms Hahn. ;)“ you finally type. It took you a couple tries and you reworded the message several times, trying to figure out what tone would fit best. After deleting the previous ideas, you just want to not send anything at all, but as you reread your final words , you feel satisfaction and that makes you decide to shoot your shot after all.

Ales notices our internal struggle “Y/N! Send that freaking message NOW.“ You know she would take your phone and just press send if she was with you and you want this friendship to feel a little less distant tonight, so you immediately press send.

Immediately, the both of you keep your eyes on the stream to not miss any possible reactions and you were wrong. Kathryn actually does have her phone with her and you can tell she notices a message because she looses attention for a second and looks to her left.

You can tell she rethinks if she should pick up her phone or not, but before you can worry about the whole situation more, she reaches out for her phone and reads. The smile on her face is telling. She tries to tone the smile down but it still creeps onto her face on one side. You’re not sure, but you would also say that there is a little blush around her nose that you think is adorable and makes a warm feeling bubble up in your body. OH NO.

Shortly, she looks directly at the camera with the softest smile, before putting the phone back aside and giving her attention back to the cast and episode.

“JACKPOT!“ Alex celebrates an early win. „She loved it! See! Aaaaargh, I am SO GOOD AT THIS.“

You roll your eyes. “You have a wife, honey, OBVIOUSLY you are.“

And while the two of you laugh about your antics and virtually high five because messaging Kathryn was a success, the other fans on twitter are already freaking out about the mysterious message Kathryn has gotten and who it might've been from.

#Kathryn hahn #kathryn hahn x reader #Kathryn Hahn fan fiction #kathryn hahn x you #groupie #groupie au

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duuhrayliegh · 3 years

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male chivalry

warnings: okay so there is a trigger warning of sexual harassment and attempted sexual assault, language, men being gross, protective!bucky, angst a bit, i think that’s it, if you see anything else let me know

word count: 3230 :)

a/n: idk why it took me so long to finish this, but it’s here now!!! also this is based off this post from @teaboot (just the op bc the rest of it pissed me off :)) i hope y’all like it. i hope it’s what y’all expected idk, i’m proud of it.

i really hope i did the topics justice, if you don’t think i did, please shoot me a message and help me figure out how to do better. <3

p.s.: my requests and tag lists are open! also this is not beta read, so all mistakes are my own.

xoxo ray

ray’s m.list

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It had been about three weeks since Bucky had first met the group of four at the protest. Bucky made sure to check in with Steve and let him know what he was doing. Steve was always worrying about Bucky, which was totally understandable because of everything they had been through.

Bucky’s day was a relaxed one with little to no time to dawdle. Over these three weeks, he had learned more from an eighteen year old than he ever thought he would. It was easier to open up to her, for some reason. Bucky hadn’t fully figured that out yet either, but he wasn’t going to question it.

Bucky had been going to his court mandated therapy with Dr. Raynor, to say they were making progress would be a lie. Honestly, Bucky was making more progress with the new individuals in his life. They knew what he did as the Winter Soldier-- no they know what the Winter Soldier did, Cassie made sure the distinction between the two was crystal clear. Bucky was still a bit cautious around them, not wanting to hurt them or be a burden to them.

It amazed Bucky how open they were with each other. Back in the 40’s, you didn’t express your feelings. Especially if you were a man, for fear of being labeled something unsavory. Even stranger still to Bucky was the encouragement and support that everyone gave to those in hard times. It warmed Bucky’s heart to see Penny comforting Freddie after his recent break up.

“Freddie and Ted had been together a little over six months,” Cassie explained to Bucky one night after the group had dispersed from the dining table. Bucky and Cassie were standing over the sink washing the dinner plates and cutlery. “Freddie was so in love with him. I thought Ted felt the same, but I guess that��s just how it goes, right?”

Bucky shrugged, this was one of his first experiences with modern romance. Dating in the 40’s was very rigid, which was to be expected, but nowadays everything is very fluid. It truly fascinated Bucky.

“I honestly don’t know.” Bucky shrugged as he dried the pristine plates. Just as he began to get lost in thought, Evie pulled him into a subject that he hadn’t thought of in a real long time.

“What was it like with women in the forties, Buck?” Bucky blinked at her and considered his answer carefully. The group had been teaching him how to handle some subjects sensitively.

“To be honest? The last date that I went on was to the World Expo of Tomorrow in 1943, the night before I shipped out to England.” He turned, leaning his weight on the counter behind him and crossing his arms over his chest. “I went with Steve, this was before he was Captain America, so when he was a little ol’ gangly thing. I had hooked us up with two women, one for me and one for Stevie, their names were Dot and Connie, I think.”

“No, no, that’s not what I mean, Buck. What was it like with women?”

Bucky tilted his head in question.“What do you mean?”

“What was it like with them? Like, how were they treated as a whole?”

“Oh, uh I think they were treated well? My Ma always told Steve and I to treat women with respect, so we did.”

“Right, but what about everyone else? How did they treat women?” Bucky was confused by the question and he began to think that he was giving the wrong answers.

“Um, I guess I don’t know. I guess they were treated how they are today?” Both of the girls in front of him released disdained scoffs.

“Well, that’s unfortunate, right Cas?” Cassie nodded at Evie and dropped her head in disappointment.

“Why do you say that?” Bucky asked. He was genuinely curious about what the girls were referring to. “I mean, I get that the treatment of women hasn’t always been good but it’s not that bad right?” The girls shared a knowing look, and then Evie sighed. She hauled herself out of her chair and nodded to Bucky.

“Alright, let’s go take a walk, just you and me.”

“Where are we going?”

“Oh, just a couple blocks away to the Walgreens. Sound okay?” Bucky agreed, grabbing his jacket and waiting for Evie by the doorway. “We’ll be back soon, Cas.”

“Uh, are you sure that’s a good idea, Evelyn?” Bucky had only ever heard Cassie use Evie’s full name when she was getting in trouble.

“Yeah, we’ll be fine, Cas, I swear.” Evie glanced at Bucky, “Besides, I’ve got a Sargent escorting me, so we’ve got nothing to worry about.” She threw a smile to her older sister whose face was just a veil of worry and doubt.

Bucky and Evie exited the apartment building and neither of them had said anything since. Bucky was wondering what this whole exercise was all about, but he wasn’t going to say anything until Evie did. The pair walked up onto a crosswalk, causing them to stop and wait so Evie was able to turn the man beside her.

“So, before we go any further, I just want to set the scene for you.” She took a calming breath and it was now that Bucky realized that this was the first time that she was noticeably scared. His brows furrowed and he nodded as she continued. “It’s ten o’clock on a Wednesday night and you’re in Brooklyn, walking to your local Walgreens because you need tampons.” Bucky huffed out a small laugh as Evie playfully glared at the man.

“Yeah, yeah. The female menstrual cycle is hilarious as is the pink tax that is put on feminine hygiene products. Laugh it up, James.” She shook her head and pulled Bucky closer to the front of a building. “I’m trying to tell you something, ya asshole. So, you see that it’s dark outside because it’s late but you decide to risk it anyway because you have a flight to catch at four the next morning. You leave your apartment and you are greeted with this.” She gestured to the expanse in front of her.

“Alright, let’s go. And just a word of wisdom real quick before we really get going. Women are considered fragile but I’ve never seen anything as easily wounded as a man’s ego.”

“Wow, that’s quite a pearl.” Bucky caught up to Evie as she made her way down the street.

“So being a woman and even more so, being a woman at night, means that you have to constantly be on guard.” As they were walking, a man in a greasy white tank top passed them. The man’s head turned and he scanned Evie’s body.

“Goddamn, that’s a sweet little body there, baby girl.” Bucky’s head snapped around to the man, but Evie kept walking. Bucky looked over to Evie with concern riddling his features.

“Hey, sweetcheeks! Let me talk to you for a while!” The greasy man was now following Evie and Bucky. “I bet I can show you a better time than he can, baby girl. Come on, let me talk to you.” He reached his hand out, gripping Evie’s arm and pulling her to face him.

“Please don’t touch me.” “Get your fucking hands off her, you dick.” The man took a step backwards away from the pair.

“Well, fine you bitch! I didn’t want you anyway, fucking fat ass.”

“Hey, you don’t just get to fucking walk away, you jackass! Apologize to her.”

“Why should I apologize to her? I was giving her a compliment.” Bucky’s eyes widened to the size of saucers. Did this guy just fucking--

“Okay, buddy.” Bucky went to approach the man to settle their disagreement when Evie stopped him.

“James, leave it. Let’s go.” She kept walking and Bucky didn’t want to leave her alone, not after that whole debacle.

“What the fuck was that Evie?” He questioned quickly, she shook her head in response but never verbally responded to him. A few paces later, the pair was about to pass a group of men leaned up against the brick wall behind them. Brown paper bags crunched around bottles were grasped in their hands. Drunken laughter was ringing out through the near empty streets.

“Hey baby! Why don’t you come on over here so we can talk to ya!” One of the men began to step in front of Evie effectively stopping her movement. The eighteen year old took a few steps backwards, coincidentally into Bucky’s chest. His arms came up to meet hers, about to move in front of her in a protective stance.

“Woah, you got a bodyguard baby?” The man tilted his head and stared at Evie. “You know you don’t need him sweetheart.”

“Damn, baby girl. You’re fine as hell.” Another man walked to stand next to the first. “What do I gotta do to get you in my bed?”

“Please leave us alone.”

“No, baby girl I don’t think that’s what’s going to happen.” Bucky stepped in front of Evie protectively.

“I think she told you to leave us alone.” The two men in front of Bucky didn’t waver. Two raised brows and a fit of laughter later, they still maintained their ground.

“Why? You guys going somewhere to fuck? Already got a piece of that ass and don’t want to share it big man?”

“That’s just cold. You gotta share sometime. And it’s just easier to do it now rather than later.” Evie trembled behind Bucky and leaned up so only Bucky could hear her.

“Come on Bucky, let’s just go back to the apartment.” She tugged on his right arm, fingers digging into his soft flesh. Bucky was sure that he would have crescent shaped indentations where her nails laid in because of how much she was gripping him.

Bucky’s eyes flicked up and down the two men in front of him, assessing how much of a threat they were. They were clearly enough of a threat to frighten Evie to the point of wanting to go home. Bucky gave Evie a stiff nod, not taking his eyes off of the men.

“Hey, where do you think you’re going baby? We’re just getting started!” One of them yelled at the pair as he reached out to grab Evie’s forearm. A split second later, Bucky’s left hand balled into a fist and he launched it at the man’s face. A loud crack resounded and a groan left the man’s mouth as he hit the ground. A look of shock fell across the other’s faces as they saw Bucky standing over their fallen comrade. The group took several steps away from the pair, holding their hands up in surrender.

“Don’t you ever touch a woman without her permission, you fucking prick.” Bucky then turned quickly, grabbing Evie’s wrist tightly and hauling her away from the men. Several paces later, Bucky still held a tight grip on the girl's arm.

“Bucky, you’re kind of hurting me.” Evie’s voice broke through Bucky’s barriers. He let up on how fast he was walking and then dropped Evie’s arm.

Worried eyes scanned her body for any bruising, “I’m so sorry, doll. Are you okay?” Evie laughed as she was rubbing her sore wrists.

“Bucky, that’s normal for any woman. Ever.” Shaking her head, she began walking back towards the apartment. “We could’ve kept on going to Walgreens, but I wasn’t sure your fragile heart could take it.” Bucky drew in his brows and a deep frown etched itself into his features.

“What the hell do you mean that’s normal, Evelyn?” He thrust his arm behind them, gesturing to what they just went through. “Nothing about that was normal.” Still shaking her head, the eighteen year old shrugged her shoulders.

“It’s normal for women.” She glanced at Bucky as she continued on her way. “Also, I know that you were probably just defending my honor or protecting me or whatever, but I want you to really think back, Buck. Think about when you were picking up women in the forties, did you ever push when they didn’t want to have that drink with you? Did you continuously ask for them to dance with you?”

“No, I told you. My Ma raised me the right way.” They walked up to the apartment building and Bucky reached for the door handle. Evie began making her up the stairs, Bucky not far behind her. She stopped suddenly, a few flights before Cassie’s apartment.

“What about your friends?” Bucky was taken aback. His memories were still a bit fuzzy about those times, but he could remember clearly enough. Although he wasn’t quite sure what she meant by the questions she was asking.

“What are you getting at Evie?” He huffed while opening the door to Cassie’s apartment. Freddie and Penny were lounged on the couch with an almost empty bottle of wine. Cassie’s head shot up at the sound of the two walking in the doorway. Evie dumped her things off on the granite countertop and turned on her heel to stare at Bucky.

“Did you ever stop your friends when women said no?” The quiet laughter between Penny and Freddie stopped suddenly as Evie’s question hung in the air. All eyes were on Bucky as he gulped and thought back to the times at the bars. Out with Steve and the other Howling Commandos, did they ever do that? He tried to think of a time when they pushed for what they wanted to happen. Of a time when the woman they were pursuing reluctantly gave in because they wouldn’t leave her alone. Evie didn’t wait for an answer, she could see that he was processing everything.

“So why did you stop those guys back there?” Her brows raised and her head tilted in question. Bucky took a deep breath and was about to answer when Evie cut him off. “By punching that guy out there, you’re a hero and we should all thank you and congratulate you for doing the right thing.” She stepped closer to Bucky and the three in the living room understood where Evie was going.

“What do you think would have been said if I would’ve punched him? Sure, you would’ve said something snappy and nice about how I can take care of myself. The general public though? They would say that I overreacted.”

“Easy Evie, he’s still learning.” Cassie said quietly. Bucky was thankful for that, he still did have a lot to learn but it felt like Evie was attacking him. That’s the point, you fucking dumbass. If you had been berating her for putting herself in danger by punching that guy, you would think she was reckless.

“Her point, Bucky, is that the double standard for men and women goes beyond what we expect. Everyone goes crazy for the knight saving the damsel, but everyone hates the damsel for saving herself.” Freddie explained from the comfort of the couch. Bucky nodded, starting to understand the concept. “And her questions about your old buddies. That has to do with the fact that you’re part of the problem.”

“What problem is that?” Bucky was honestly scared to know the answer but he knew to fully learn, he had to get all the facts, both good and bad.

“Stunting the growth of feminism. Being one of the people perpetuating the fact that it’s okay for men to be violent, but not for women.”

“Violence in the form of defending oneself in any capacity.” In Bucky’s line of work, he sees tons of capable and strong women. Natasha, Okoye, Shuri, Sharon, he could think of so many. Then he tried to think of when any of them got the limelight like Steve or himself.

“So it’s like anytime that there would be press releases for the team, and the interviewers would come and ask us questions,” he paused to think how to word what he wanted to say, “they always ask the guys about like super important things like how we’re keeping the city safe and stuff. But when they talk to the girls, they ask about their workout schedule and if they can wear underwear under their suits?”

“Yes, it’s exactly like that Bucky. That’s just a different form of it.” Evie replied quickly. She came up to hug Bucky. “I didn’t mean to attack you or anything, but this is something that we all feel is really important for you to grasp now that you’re back out there.”

“And now that you can recognize when it’s happening, the next important step is to stop it before it happens.” Penny yelled from the living room as she downed the last of the bottle in her hand.

“I’m so sorry, Evie. I didn’t know.��

“I know, I’m sorry too. You’re still figuring stuff out, but I needed you to see what it was really like for women.”

“Okay.” Bucky nodded. “How can I help this situation?” The group exchanged proud looks.

“Well, educate everyone around you. Don’t let it happen when you’re around.” Cassie said as she walked into the kitchen to crack open another bottle of wine. “And just support women. Push our problems into the public’s eye.” Bucky smiled, he could handle that, he was good at that.

Considering he was on his way to becoming a member of the Avengers, he would be able to influence from up high. He could openly support groups that were run by women, for women. He was used to standing in the background for things he didn’t believe in, so standing for something that he did was going to be a cakewalk.

A concern floated into the forefront of Bucky’s mind. He looked down at Evie, who had just recently released him from her death grip of a hug. “You know how to defend yourself right?”

Evie’s brows raised in a challenging manner, “Do I look like I don’t know how to defend myself?” The man shook his head and smiled as the surrounding group laughed. Cassie poured a glass of wine and cracked open a bottle of beer for Bucky.

They all made their way to the comfy couches to snuggle in for a movie night, satisfied with their teachings for the night.

“What are we watching tonight?”

“Well, in the spirit of feminism, we are going to watch Legally Blonde.” Penny commented as she picked up the remote. “And it’s Freddie’s favorite so yeah.”

The lights clicked off as the opening credits ran for the movie. Bucky looked around his group of friends as they giggled at the screen. Evie had her head in Cassie’s lap and she was stretched across the sofa with her feet tucked under Bucky’s thigh. Freddie and Penny were curled up in the loveseat across from where Bucky was. Pieces of popcorn and glasses of red wine were being passed from person to person, with the exception of Evie who was still underage. The energy surrounding the five of them was something Bucky hadn’t experienced in a long time and he wasn’t going to give it up anytime soon either.

A large grin overtook his face, although today was one of the harder lessons for him to learn, he wouldn’t want anyone else to be teaching him.

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@mishaandthebrits

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ripperdaddy · 3 years

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the viktor vector romance path + ending we deserve

Disclaimer: This is definitely something I came up with in my head. There will be a few instances that are solely made up so it can tie in with the “story.” This is purely fictional; something I wished happened if there was a possible Vik romance 🥰 This is based on my general knowledge of the game & Vik’s life. All gifs + images are from my own personal play through, but wouldn’t be possible without the help of the Appearance Menu Mod, found on Nexus Mods by the creators, MaximiliumM and CtrlAltDaz. And the shirtless Vik mod by the lovely samsnak ♡

It would start after completing the Paid In Full quest where you pay Vik back the eddies you owe him.

I feel like realistically, the general player would have to be at least halfway through the story to have collected enough eddies. I would say that a good point in the story where we can begin the romance is that you’ve already established a connection to Alt and have dealt with the VDB’s.

I think it would be a short side quest like River’s. Vik already plays a big part in the story overall on his own, so I don’t think it’s necessary to make his “side quest” too long. His romance would just be an addition to the ending.

And as much as I would love for him to be a bisexual option for both male/female V, if we’re sticking with the game’s standard with limiting partners to only one kind of partner, he would only be romance-able by a female V with a feminine voice.

V: Finally scrounged up enough eddies to pay you back in full.

Vik: Hold on to ‘em just in case - you need ‘em more than me.

V: I’m not taking them all the way to my grave, Vik. Here. And.. thanks again for doing so much work on me ‘thout ever seein’ an enny.

Vik: That’s what friends are for.

Then, there is an additional option for dialogue to trigger the romance path.

V: Friends? I think you’ve been in and out of my body more than anyone else I’ve hooked up with in Night City.

He laughs, with a coy smile. “Well, can’t argue with you there. Why don’t we take some of these eddies and grab a drink. You know, to celebrate. Catch up on old times. Haven’t seen you round here much lately, kid.”

You agree to meet at the El Coyote Cojo tomorrow evening.

You meet around 9 PM and you are welcomed by the sight of Pepe and Vik at the bar.

V: Nice choice of venue.

Vik: Thought you’d like it. Haven't been here since.. well, you know.

V: I miss him, Vik.

Vik: I know, V. Me too.

You immediately take a seat and tinker with a few dialogue options, where you can either have a sweet moment talking about Jackie or some surface questions to ask, like how he’s doing, what kind of drink he likes, etc. But it all winds down to Jackie anyway, where Vik confides in you about his past. Judging by how Vik was so affected by Jackie’s death, and V’s (if you chose the suicide ending), you can tell that he has lost a lot in his life, and keeps his circle very small.

You then achieve an even closer, more personal relationship with him. But, ultimately nothing happens other than the usual, wait 24 hours in game for a text/phone call from Vik to head into the next stage. At least now, you have established the foundation for a future romance.

Halfway through the 24 hour period, you get a text from Vik thanking you for the lovely evening. No reply needed, as he calls you once the 24 hour mark hits and invites you out for another date.

You meet at Tom’s Diner for coffee in the afternoon. It starts off with him apologizing for being emotional the previous night and asks if you’re open to hanging out again and going down to Pacifica to watch a fight with him.

Vik: Hey, V. I just wanted to apologize about last night. I didn’t mean to be such a downer.

V: It’s okay, Vik. We share the same grief.

Vik: I was going to head down to Pacifica and catch a real good match later on today. I was wondering if you’d like to come along, think it’d be great for the both of us, you know, as a distraction.

pssst even Johnny’s rooting for y’all ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Johnny: Hmm, interesting.

V: What?

Johnny: Never thought you'd be going out with this guy.

V: Vik's amazing. And I mean--we basically owe it to him since he practically saved our life.

Johnny: Don't tell me you're going out with him out of pity.

V: I'm not.

Johnny: I know, I can feel you get all mushy-gushy. It's almost repulsive. Just wanted to hear you admit it.

V: Eat a dick, Johnny.

You arrive before the GIM and blend into the crowd.

V: Nothin’ like watching guys beat the shit out of each other to get your blood pumpin’, huh?

Vik: This is a real good matchup, V. This kid’s fresh, young talent.

V: You miss it, don’t you?

Before the fight begins, Vik shares a story about his time in the ring and coming in second in the Watson Boxing Grand Prix.

There’s some extra fun options in the dialogue, you can bet some eddies on who’s gonna win, or side with him. The fight ends, and you two head outside.

Since you’re already out in Pacifica, you head over to the boardwalk (where you would ride the roller coaster with Johnny) and he starts telling you about the last days of his boxing career and how he transitioned from the sport to being a ripperdoc.

You both share a sweet moment with each other, reminiscing about old times and talking about V’s future with the relic. This is where I would see Vik confessing how he feels about you, mentioning how grateful he is for Jackie introducing you to him.

The evening ends and Vik asks you to give him some time to try and dig up some footage from his storage and have you come over to watch. You can kiss him then wait another 24 in game hours before the last quest. Halfway through, he texts you and asks you what you’d like for dinner. You can opt for pizza or chinese.

I haven’t seen or read anything about how or where Vik lives. If I overlooked something, please let me know! But for the sake of the story, let’s say he does actually have his own place that’s now introduced in the game. Personally, I think he has a typical bachelor pad, like a really nice apartment. Not too far from his clinic either. He looks like he would just walk to work. Vik definitely has a lot of money, but he’s so humble I doubt he would choose to live lavishly. As mentioned in the beginning, he typically just “sleeps nights” ever since he was over “being a legend” so I’m guessing his lifestyle is very routine. He goes to work, goes home, sleep. Seems unlikely he has a place like the Peralez’s. It would probably be just the same as V’s but decorated to his taste.

The evening comes and you are over at his place. He’s dressed in just a white undershirt, no exo-glove. You get to know more about his family, how he grew up — scanning things around his place. Then he plays some footage of one of his fights for you, while you two have a conversation and share a beer. As you two sit on the couch, you get close, then have an opportunity to kiss him.

then this is where da sex happen hihihi (ノ・ω・)ノ

The next morning you wake up and you two have a heartfelt conversation about where this is going. He already knows your situation, so I would assume he is very accepting and supportive. And with Vik, he seems like the kind of guy who would still want to be in your life and keep the friendship the same way despite no longer being together romantically. So it’s official. He’s your man 🥵 !!11!1!

Like how River gives you the “fuck the police” tank top after sleeping with him, I think Vik would give you his Night City Devils t-shirt that provides you with a significant amount of armor or some kind of cyberware upgrade that makes you invulnerable for a brief moment while using your hands to fight enemies.

Note: I was thinking of Vik giving V his boxing glove necklace, but because it's part of his character's appearance in the game, I don't think we would be able to essentially "take it" from him - unless he gives you a replica as a keepsake. Which I think would also work.

If you successfully romance, during the rooftop scene near the end of Nocturne OP55N1 (despite Vik’s disposition of him telling you to take matters in your own hands and being a little closed off), you still have an option to reach out to him when Johnny advises you to call a loved one.

V: Hey, Vik. I just wanted to say, thanks for hanging with me, until the end.

Vik: Quit talking like it is, V. Just do what you need to do.

V: I mean, think of it. It’s like I’m heading into the last round of this whole thing.

Vik: Well, in that case.. remember—keep your hands up, guarded at all times. It ain’t over just yet.

V: Heh.. I can feel it, just a few more punches.

Vik: Now look at you - the new welterweight champ of Night City.

V: Thanks, coach.

Vik: Last piece of advice from the coach's corner. Just.. be careful, kid. Remember, I’m with you.

Okayyyy, soooo I’m not the biggest fan of how CDPR gave us two of the same endings (Path of Glory). The only difference is that Rogue’s life is spared. I would have assumed that not only would we get to keep Rogue around, things should have played a bit more differently for V if we took the route of going solo against the corpos. So let’s tweak it.

This specific ending; it should be after getting through Don’t Fear The Reaper where you single-handedly manage to rip through Arasaka by yourself. Johnny goes back to Alt & Rogue is still alive. Yes nobody dies!!!

(honestly this ending can apply to any love interest you choose)

Vik and V are now living together in a lavish penthouse, entertaining an upcoming merc to do their work for them (which is now the current POV of the player.) You were recruited by Rogue at the Afterlife, who told you to visit this couple for a real, preem job.

They give you some vague details about the gig and go on for a brief moment about what you will be doing and what you should expect. Vik emphasizes to you that it’s important you get what they need because it’s for his wife, V, as her life depends on it.

As Never Gonna Fade Away is playing in the background, they tell you to break into Arasaka HQ.

Then the game officially ends.

#cyberpunk 2077 #viktor vector #v/vik #let us romance the ripperdoc you cowards

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1ddiscourseoftheday · 3 years

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Thurs 18 March ‘21

The Zayn/ Zach Sang interview is happening, for real this time (fingers crossed)! It’s scheduled for tomorrow!! Zach promises to ask lots of NIL questions. And I really believe it’ll happen this time, Zayn OUT THERE doing promo-- he did multiple radio spots yesterday and answered every question thrown his way however stupid, even throwing caution to the wind and taking on the one they’re all always trying to avoid (though not so far to the wind as to choose any of the other options each of which would be a scandal in a different way- you can take the boy out of the media training but...)- “I’ll tell you what,” he said, “Niall is my favorite. How about that? There you go. Niall makes the best music. Yeah I will say that he makes better music than me. Yeah, I’m a Niall fan." About the grammys he said, “It's nothing to do with my own personal gain because even if they nominated me at this stage, I wouldn't even go and accept the award because it doesn't mean anything to me.”

Zayn talked about how he just wanted to do a song with Ingrid, he didn’t know what, “I didn’t expect it to be anything less than great but it was better than that… it hit the nail on the head” and “the fact that it’s an important message in the song makes it better.” He also said that he listens to a lot of country music and would really like to collab with Chris Stapleton. OKAY! TBH I can hear how that makes sense- amazing, I am manifesting this, come on universe! He also said that he will have new music this year in an old school R&B style though and that he would like to do live shows after the pandemic!! If I didn’t think he was just saying things I would be LOSING MY MIND right now but omg WHAT IF?? He said Khai is an easy baby, a good sleeper and eater, that he likes singing to her, and that Gigi is a “wicked mom” and “a big help,” LMAO (RIP Zayn, strangled by his baby mama). RCA posted a couple more gorgeous new Zayn pics, and Ingrid raves about how Zayn’s fans are “the sweetest most supportive people” and she feels “like I’ve been hugged by a million stars today.” Am I to understand that it’s possible for stans to treat a woman working with their fave with kindness?? My mind is REELING!

Hopefully Harry has had enough time to process having achieved a great industry honor, because yesterday brought another- he was on Beyonce’s insta! She included a picture of the two of them talking backstage in her big grammys wrap up post (plus he’s visible behind her in a shot of her winning- say what you will about the orange jacket it’s great for visibility!) And Lil NasX, perfect as always, has something to say about Harry too- he says “stop using me as a bait against harry styles. I love harry, if y’all fw what I wear say it without mentioning him,” and posts a couple examples of the types of tweets he means such as “we have GOT to stop acting like Harry Styles is a male fashion icon when lil nas x is right there.” Stop pitting girls against each other2k21! Nas gets it, bless him. Oh yeah and an old pap video from DWD set of Harry going into Olivia’s trailer posted which I ignored because it was so completely uninteresting but apparently that’s a BIG DEAL to some people. My bad! You’re so right, the only reason someone would possibly go into a room with a coworker is obviously that they’re fucking! They probably had sex right there while the paps were outside! I mean there were a bunch of other people visibly in the trailer too but whatever. Oh and as long as we’re doing nonsense catch up- he was seen with a FEMALE in Malibu the other night omgggg they’re clearly dating. Oh but actually it might have been Mitch! LMAO, but that’s okay we can have discourse about how they’re obviously fucking anyway cause like… dinner! TOGETHER!! The scandal.

Anyway Louis has a message for us, can you guess what it is? Yes that’s right-- “Hope everyone's doing alright!!” No matter how many times he says it, I still love the hello, thanks love (even if it was an afterthought and he was actually there to follow a crypto currency trading account). A bunch of old videos of him were posted today, including one from 2019 where Louis says about acting in his music videos “I wasn’t acting it’s who I am hahahaha” (ahhhhh I miss that laugh) and he’s on the wall of a THIRD MUSEUM! Louis is Art pt lll-- A Doncaster history timeline at the local museum has a big entry for Doncaster’s finest export, labeled “Louis Tomlinson Achieves Super Stardom”! Earlier entries were his face (hung up high) in the National Portrait Gallery and the science museum employee who saw their chance and took it by crediting a mushroom joke to him, a deep Video Diaries reference in the year of 2019; whoever that unknown louie is I hope they are having a very nice day every day, what a hero.

And a photodump from Zayn’s favorite member of OT4! Labeled DUMP (charming thank you) Niall posts an assortment of selfies (that sunglasses one! Ashe agrees, commenting “photo number four thank you very much”) and aesthetic pics and one tiny snippet of a piano tune, and speaking of photodumps from favorites of Zayn’s, a BUNCH of outtakes from Liam’s Grinder Tetu photoshoot just got posted and if I were a gay man I’m pretty sure I would have just had a heart attack, view with care they should probably be PG13.

#zayn #Niall Horan #Liam payne #louis tomlinson #Harry styles #the way Zayn is doing more promo for this song than he did for his album right? it looks to be organized by ingrid’s people #I realize the fandom conclusion from this is that it’s proof that his own label is fucking him over and that’s not impossible #it could be why. it could also be that it isn’t what he himself chooses to do but when he’s on someone else’s turf #he doesn’t get to make the call about what the promo strategy is or even that the timing is just better for him #but like there was one interview where they were like we don't know if we're getting ingrid or zayn! We'll see!#so you can tell it's a joint thing #18 mar 21 #ziall!!!!!#ziall rise 2k21 #zach sang #louis as art

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realcube · 3 years

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haikyuu boys with a professional volleyball player! s/o 🏆

characters: kuroo, bokuto, kita, oikawa & sakusa

tw// swearing

thank you anon for this awesome request!

Tetsurō Kuroo

he’d tell all his teammates about you and none of them would care

well, lev would care - he’d be so excited and asking for kuroo to get him your autograph but yaku would just be like ‘you don’t actually believe him, do you? 🙄’

so yeah, yaku would convince lev and yamamoto that you were just a figment of kuroo’s imagination

even thoUGH YAKU KNEW YOU WERE A REAL PERSON BC HE HAD MET YOU BEFORE AND HE KNEW THAT YOU WERE DATING KUROO AIREBVKZGA he just loved annoying kuroo <3

and he did the job well bc kuroo was definitely annoyed

he’d be waving his phone around, desperately trying to show lev and yamamoto the selfies he took with you but they’d just be like 😑

then he finally convinced you to come visit him at practise to put an end to his humiliation

so you appeared one day and kuroo was so hyped

but not as hyped as yamamoto

he has hot-ppl senses which tingled when you entered the room so he was the first to greet you while kuroo was sitting setting up the nets

he was literally all over you

‘woah 😍 your thigh are so toned’

‘uh thank you ???’

and kuroo was not here for it

‘AYE GET YOUR DIRTY PAWS AWAY FROM THEM!!’

yamamoto fkn shits himself and runs ✌🏃‍♂️💨

then kuroo picks you up bridal style and parades you around the gym, rubbing it in everyone’s face - especially yaku and lev

‘guys, do you see this? my totally REAL s/o! who’s been to NATIONALS!! uhuh. all mine, y’all.’

yaku is so ticked off and definitely goes to snitch him out to Nekomata

and lev is just so awed, ‘(y/n) is real???’

for a moment he thought he was dreaming too until kenma purposefully hit him with a ball

‘put me down, tetsurō.’ you groaned, folding your arms over your chest

he obeyed, gently setting you down on your feet before pecking your lips, ‘ok, well, i should probably get back to practise now - train hard so hopefully one day i can be as good as you.’ he joked, teasingly emphasising the ‘you’.

you playfully punched his arm before turning on your heels to head out, ‘you wish!’

although he’ll always joke about how amazing you are in comparison to him but he genuinely admires you 🤩

Kōtarō Bokuto

he hypes you up to his team constantly

they’ve literally never even met you and they are being asked all these questions from bokuto lol

‘hey onaga, did you see (y/n) at their nationals game the other day?’

onage flinched upon being jump-scared by his captain, then choked out a little white lie, ‘uh yeahhh.’

bokuto’s face lit up, ‘great! they were so amazing during the third set, weren’t they? what was your favourite part?’

onaga froze, ‘uhh- oh, i think i hear anahori calling me to help him practise his sets! gotta go.’ then he proceeded to bolt off

bokuto shrugged it off at first as he shouldn’t complain bc a teammate dropped a conversation to continue training with anahori - i mean, onaga came to volleyball club to practise so he wasn’t obligated to make conversation with bokuto

but while he was saying his goodbyes to everyone as they left the gym to go home, it hit him-

‘bye, komi! buh-bye, washio! and goooodbyeeee, konoha.’ bokuto let out a relived sigh as he had now finished saying his partings which meant he could lock the gym then go home, ‘wait-- ANAHORI DIDN’T EVEN COME TO PRACTISE TODAY! ONAGA!’

bokuto was deeply disheartened that his own teammate would lie to him - to get out of a conversation about you, no less

he just wanted them all to love you as much as he does

like..he’s your biggest fan!!!

~ even post-timeskip ~

he’d show up to all of your games wearing your jersey and some of the eagle-eyed press would try talk to him

they’d interview him about his own affair or about the MSBY Black Jackals but he genuinely has no interest in talking about that bc today is your day and he is here to support you

‘are you and your team hopeful to attend Olympics despite player Miya’s rumoured injury? and disclose whether these rumours are factual?’

sakusa decked atsumu after he joked about having covid-

the interview shoved and waved a microphone in bokuto’s face while he just stared at them blankly like ◉_◉

after a while bokuto stuffed a handful of popcorn in his mouth and chuckled, ‘don’t know! but the game is about to begin, shhh!-’ he hushed the interviewer, instinctively swatting the microphone away as he stood up in the stands to cheer for you, ‘WOOOO! GO, (Y/N)!’

then he turned to the interviewer who stood frozen with a dumbfounded look on his face, ‘THAT’S MY LOVERRRR!’ he screamed into the microphone so loudly that all the press naturally backed off

and please do the same for him when the press approach you at his games 🙏

Shinsuke Kita

ofc he dates a volleyball player player-

he is such an ushijima

he is ushijima if he wasn’t left-handed

he doesn’t really brag about you too often at practise but he feels so proud when you win a game then he comes to practise the next day and his teammates tell him to pass on a congratulations

also he always comes to your games

no matter how minor or how large

you’d think you could both bond a lot over volleyball and you did that in the beginning

but over time - especially when you started playing volleyball professionally - you found other things to bond over and saved volleyball for work

he probably runs a (y/n) stan page AEIVBARTBV

AND YOU’D NEVER GUESS

like he is literally a rice farmer- you are under the impression that he doesn’t even know what facebook is

and he’s good at selling the act too

‘did you see the picture of us i posted on my instagram?--’ you asked, taking another spoonful of your cereal

‘insta what?’ kita inquired without hesitation

then as soon as you exit the room, he’ll log onto his (y/n) twitter stan account

ok ok sorry i’ll stop now

anyway he ALWAYS tries to ensure that the first thing you eat after a big game is something that he cooks

and if you go out with your team to eat after a game to celebrate a victory, he’ll try at act sweet but he’s lowkey shady tbh

‘congratulations on your victory, (y/n). and to many more’ he lifted his glass and so did you

but just as you were about to take a sip, kita interjected, ‘but that is going to be difficult if you keep filling your body with junk rather than healthy, organi--’

‘kita-’

‘ok.’ he took a sip of his drink in your honour

HE JUST CARES ABOUT YOUR HEALTH AND WELLBEING HE’S NOT TRYING TO BE RUDE 😭

Tōru Oikawa

again, when you and oikawa first started dating, volleyball was one of the only things y’all talked about

but now that you were both doing it professionally, it was basically banned in your home

well, the the game itself wasn’t banned but i mean, why would you do something all day then come back to talk about it more?

you both might adore volleyball but everything has it’s limits lol

anyway, oikawa is another one that is extra af when they come to your games

he probably makes a sign and paints his face in your team colours

and when you come out onto the court, he’ll blow you a kiss and if you don’t blow one back he’ll be so offended lmao

bc he always makes a big deal out blowing you a kiss or winking at you as soon as he steps out onto the court

it’s basically a thing he does for good luck at this point

also, if there are ever ppl trying to take pictures of y’all in public- oikawa is the first to make a big show for them

like he’s all up on you

he’ll dip you then push his lips against you for a passionate kiss, in front of the ppl and they always go fkn crazy

he thinks he is like..Beyoncé famous...which he is not

please humble him

but nicely

but y’all only get attention around summertime when you are frequently playing big games

like if oikawa leaves the house a week you competed in a big game- he’ll literally get swamped with ppl asking about you

but contrarily, if you both leave the house in winter literally no one would even spare you a glance

on a RARE occasion, someone might sneakily snap a photo but that’s it

so you get the best of both worlds :))

also, if you’re an ace and he’s ever feeling down, if you ask him to set for you for a bit and you compliment one/all of his sets, he’ll literally feel so much better

Kiyoomi Sakusa

sometimes you both come back from a rough day at work, slump on the couch and watch TV together

after showering, changing, dinner etc

he’s not nna come anywhere near you if he thinks there is a chance he might be stinky from practise

he turned on the TV and it just so happened to be on an Live volleyball game in some language that neither of you understood

he’d snake his arms around your shoulders and pull you close to his chest, satisfied by your synced breathing

he’d press a single kiss against your jaw before shifting his attention onto the channel

you’d lay there in his arms, both of you seeming content in each other’s presence while watching the game

in reality though, neither of you were actually absorbing anything that was happening on the court - you were just staring blankly at the TV

the TV simply served as background noise to your cuddling

tbh he was way more interested in hearing the sound of your heart beat peacefully against his chest

after a while, if he gets bored, he might finally break the silence by inquiring about your day

but if he doesn’t, you’d probably end up falling asleep in his arms, forcing him to sleep on the couch bc he’s doesn’t want to risk moving and waking you up 🥺

anyway, he’s another one that likes to save volleyball for work then leave it by the door as soon as you step inside the house

but he’s not as uptight about it as oikawa or kita

like he’ll happily put on a volleyball match for you guys to watch if he thinks the player’s techniques are impressive

also, if the weather is nice, if you ask him to come out and practise with you for a bit and he’ll say yes 🤠

but actually 🤔 now that is think about it, if you guys had a pool in your back garden sakusa would definitely make the most of it

you’ll humbly ask him spike for you on a nice sunny day and he’ll be like

‘volleyball? really? we bought this expensive ass house with a pool which we can only use 4 out the 365.25 days of the year and you want to play volleyball? don’t you do that like..every work day.’

what can i say? man likes getting his moneys worth 🤷‍♂️

‘so is that a no to volleyball?’ you’d ask

*cue sakusa picking you up bridal style and dropping you into the pool*

then you play pool volleyball 👍

as for your games, he turns up in casual wear 😔

disappointed but not surprised

you’ll jokingly be like ‘hey! why aren’t you wearing my team colours? how are people gonna know who you’re cheering for?’ which is fair bc you turn up to all his games with his MSBY black jackals jersey with one of those foam pointy fingers with his number on it

MANS WOULD POINT TO HIS FKN WEDDING RING LIKE ‘our team colours right here.’

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annab-recs · 4 years

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Mind Readers - JJ Maybank

Since y/n and Kie have been attached at the hip since birth, they can literally read each other like a book and can finish each other’s sentences. The boys witness this one day out on the boat and to them, it sounds like straight gibberish.

Requested by an amazing anon 💙

Warnings: some curse words; alcohol use

Word Count: 1.6k+

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You and Kie have been best friends for as long as the two of you can remember. Your moms were best friends before y'all were even thought of and when they found out that they were both pregnant at the same time, they just knew their babies were going to be best friends like they were. It was not long before Kiara and you were born and that was the beginning of an incredible friendship that would last for years.

Over the last sixteen years, the two of you have basically shared every memory you have together. From playing in the backyard to sleepovers to working at The Wreck to your terrible year at the Kook Academy, Kie was with you through it all. Being together for practically all of your lives has led to you two being able to read each other like a book. You can always tell what the other is thinking or feeling and you can finish each other's sentences as well. Conversations would be had between the two of you without a full sentence being completed.

But without your best friend, you wouldn’t have met your other amazing friends or your gorgeously handsome stud of a boyfriend. Kiara brought you Pope, John B, and JJ and the five of you were inseparable. Y'all were going to do anything and everything to make your summer fun and today, you were going to spend the day out on the water. After making some sandwiches and packing some beers in a cooler, you walked out onto the dock and made your way to the HMS Pogue.

"Whatcha got there, princess?" JJ asked you as he held his hand out to you to help you onto the boat. You sent a smile his way before taking his hand in yours and stepping in.

"Just some sandwiches and beer for the long day ahead of us," you replied to him as he placed a sweet kiss to your cheek and grabbed the cooler from you to set it down. A smile played across your face and you went in to give him a real kiss. His arms traveled around your waist to hold you close to him and your hands found their way into his gorgeous mess of golden locks.

"Really? The day just started, and you guys are already macking on each other," Pope huffed from behind you. You pulled away from the blue-eyed boy before a blush scattered upon your cheeks.

"How can I not, Pope? Have you seen her?" JJ mentions as he twirls you around and pulls you into him. "If someone this beautiful and amazing had walked into your life, wouldn’t you want to mack on her every chance you got?" You gush at your wonderful boyfriend as he plants little kisses all over the top of your head and face.

"Stop! You gonna end up suffocating me!" You giggle as his kisses invade your space to breathe. He plants one last kiss on your lips before leaving you to grab a beer and talk with John B. You can't help but notice the way that Pope looked at you two a few moments ago and how he was gazing at Kiara right now. God, he is so in love with her. Before you could encourage him to swoop on her, she called you over.

"Y/N! Come here," Kie shouted from the front of the boat. You and Pope parted, him going with the guys and you with your girl. "Guess who we passed on the way over here?" By the way she rolled her eyes, you could tell it was someone she does not like.

"Skank Cameron?" You asked, using your nickname for the middle child of the Cameron family. You and Kie had nicknames for almost everyone y'all talked about. You two could literally be talking about the guys right in front of you but they would not know because of the nicknames you use. The nod of her head let you know you were correct.

"She was with your ex too," She muttered as she slid her sunglasses down from the top of her head to rest on her nose. You groaned after being reminded of one of the worst decisions of your life.

"Please don't remind me," you exasperated, dramatically letting out a huff of air. Kie giggled at your theatrical display before sipping on the beer in her hand.

"But while we are on the topic of boys, what about the one over there?" You ask as you tip your head in the direction of the guys. Her eyes follow to land on the group of three. She knew you weren't referring to your own boyfriend, but she didn't know if you were talking about the one with a brain or the one with shaggy hair. She sent you a confused look before you mouthed 'Pope'.

"I don't know y/n," she whispers so that the guys don't overhear.

"What's not to love about him? He is smart and caring and have you seen the way he looks at you? He absolutely adores you and I know he'd do anything for you," you tell her.

"But the rule-"

"JJ and I have broken that rule sooooo many times and have done so much worse than just macking, I promise," you chuckle and send a smirk JJ's way. He notices and shoots you a wink before returning to his conversation with the guys.

"Ew, y/n, gross." Her face shows pure disgust as she speaks which only sends you into a fit of laughter.

"Don't act like you don't know."

"Oh, I know. I just don't want to be reminded of it." She shivers as if to shake off a bad memory. She has never caught y’all doing any worse than kissing. Now, John B is a different story. He has seen a lot more than you would like, but he's fine. He hasn’t been traumatized by anything he’s seen, but he should have listened a little better before opening the door anyway.

"All I'm saying is he is clearly interested in you and it wouldn't hurt to try," you encourage as she shrugs. The two of you continue to discuss other topics before Kie suggests hopping in the water to which you nod happily. You two shuck your shorts and shoes before jumping off the boat's edge into the nice cool water.

"Mind if we join?" John B asks as soon as you and Kie resurface.

"Not at all," Kie speaks softly as she lays back, letting her body float and relax.

"Come on in, boys," you say as you gesture for the boys to join you. JJ sends you a big smile before cannonballing into the water below him and sending splashes and waves as his body hit the water. You saw it before it happened, so you were able to shield yourself, but Kie had her eyes closed in her relaxed state.

"JJ Maybank!" She huffed angrily as JJ ducked behind you. Giggles escaped you as JJ cowered behind your frame.

"Mama's mad," he muttered as his hands rested on your shoulders and he peered around you.

"Maybe a little warning next time?" She spoke through gritted teeth before rolling her eyes and continuing to swim.

"Aye aye captain," JJ joked as he saluted her. John B jumped in during the bickering of your best friend and boyfriend and all that was left was Pope. He walked up to the edge of the boat and attempted to jump. He actually slipped and belly flopped into the water.

"Oh my God!" You yell trying your best not to laugh as Pope comes back to the surface.

"Are you good bro?" John B asks and swims closer to Pope as he nods. After we are sure he's alright, the group erupts into a fit of laughter.

"Dude, it was like you've never jumped off the boat before," JJ chuckles behind you.

"Y/n-" Kie starts but is interrupted by her own giggles, "do you rem- remember when-"

"Oh my God-" Your laughter keeps you from speaking as well as the memory she is referring to comes to mind. "Wh- When Whitney wiped ou-"

"Completely!" Kie shouted as she laughed.

"And then Topper-"

"And when he tried-"

"He fell in-"

"Rafe and Kelce laughed-"

"And they got pushed-"

"That was probably the funniest party I have ever been to," Kie spoke after you two had finally calmed down from laughing so hard. That was when you noticed the strange stares you were getting from the boys.

"Uh, what the fuck?" John B sounded astonished as he had a look of shock on his face. You and Kie shared a confused look between the two of you before speaking.

"Did we miss something?" She asked as she looked around us to make sure there wasn't anything in the water.

"Yeah, the second half of your fucking sentences," JJ remarked.

"What the heck were y'all talking about?" Pope questioned with wide eyes. You could see the gears turning in his head as he tried to put the pieces of the sentences that you two said together.

"A party that I made Kie come to."

"And for some reason, people just kept slipping and falling into the pool," she said as her laughter came back. Your own giggles did as well.

"Girls are weird man," Pope spoke as he pulled himself back onto the boat to grab a sandwich.

"They're like fucking mind readers dude," JJ agreed as he joined his friend to get a sandwich as well. He couldn't help but look down at you in the water in adoration as your lovely laugh filled his ears.

"You got it bad, lover boy," John B teased but JJ didn't seem to care. He had his eyes fixed on you and that was all he needed. You.

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