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standfucker · 3 months

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Hello!! I've been thinking about an AFAB reader in the straw hat crew who dresses as a man. Short hair and masculine clothes that cover her up. She doesn't want people treating her differently or going easy on her in fights because of her gender hence her constant charade. Because of this the crew doesn't know that she is actually woman. I'd like to request drabbles of how Zoro, Sanji, And Luffy would react when finding out and where they would. Also, SFW please!

This was fun! ^^ Thanks for submitting a request! I tried to keep these a consistent length and failed. Each one ended up longer than the last... I'll have to keep trying harder to pace myself.

Discovering Your Secret - Monster Trio

CW: chest binding, canon-typical violence, injury (not described in detail), gun violence, battle trauma, nudity, awkwardness

Luffy

Group bathing was one bonding activity on the Sunny that you had to miss out on. Shyness wasn’t like you, but the guys chalked it up to a weird personality quirk and long since stopped questioning it. Some people liked their privacy, no big deal. Really, it was never a problem until Luffy barged into the bathroom one day while you were soaking, the door swinging open so hard it bounced back shut behind him.

You tried to shout that the bathroom was occupied, but it was drowned out by Luffy’s own yell of “GUM GUM CANNONBALL!” The next thing you knew, Luffy had somehow launched himself out of his clothes and into the tub, making a massive splash that took out half the water. It was only by sheer luck that he didn’t collide with you.

Instantly you sank down low into the remaining water so only your head was above the surface. The clear water offered no protection, however, so you had to cover your chest and cross your legs. Embarrassment and panicky fear were rotten feelings to have when you had just gotten relaxed, and you found yourself getting angry on top of it all. This was such a stupid way to be found out, and it was only because your captain lacked any self-awareness.

Luffy came up with a laugh, then opened his eyes and blinked at you for a second. “Oh, hey!” he said, oblivious to your stress. “I didn’t know you were in here! Robin told me she just drew a bath, so I came in. Didn’t hear the rest of what she said–I guess she drew it for you! Shi shi shi.”

You stared at him, open-mouthed, too stunned to speak right away.

Luffy’s brows raised when you didn’t respond. “Oh, that’s right, you don’t like to bathe with others. Sorry!” “Luffy?” you tried, but he kept talking.

”Well, I’m here now, so we might as well share! We can wash each other’s backs.”

”Luffy.”

”What are you so shy for, anyway? You look fine to me.”

”Luffy!” you snapped.

”What?”

”Get out!”

”But I’m already wet!” he complained, and you mentally screamed at his stubbornness.

”Then I’ll get out! But you have to look away!” you barely managed to keep from yelling at him, trying not to lose your cool lest he get suspicious.

Luffy pursed his lips. “Fine, sheesh. I won’t look.”

He turned his head away. You hesitated, then quickly stood up and made to leave. You took one step onto the tub–and immediately slipped, thanks to the water Luffy splashed there a moment ago. A yelp left you as you fell fast.

”Y/N!” Right before you hit the tub, Luffy’s arms shot out and wrapped around you, pulling you safely back inside. “That was close!”

You froze in place, heart in your throat both from the fall and from your new position. Luffy’s arms were wrapped around your torso. He could clearly feel your chest against his rubbery arms. You gaped at him, wide-eyed in shock. Luffy smiled. Then he squeezed you again and frowned. Slowly, he looked down at your chest, then down even further.

”WHAT?!” Luffy yelled in shock, his eyes bugging out. “Y/N got attacked by Iva?! But when did you meet him?!”

You facepalmed hard.You’d heard about Ivankov through Luffy’s stories, so you had an idea of what he was talking about. But he missed the mark so hard it was astonishing.

Luffy quickly unwound his arms from around you and covered his face, stammering. “I’m sorry, Y/N! I had no idea!”

Even though your own face was hot, you couldn’t help but start to laugh, though it was a bit nervous. As you carefully exited the tub, toweling off and pulling on a robe, you contemplated letting Luffy go on believing you were attacked by Iva. But then you would have to make up a story about meeting him, and lying to your bright-eyed captain seemed wrong. He meant well, after all.

Maybe this whole charade was unfair to him. Luffy couldn’t hold onto a secret to save his life anyway, so once he knew, the whole crew would know too. Still…though it would be a big change for you, it would be one less thing to worry about…

You draped your towel along the edge of the tub and perched on it, crossing your arms. “What did we learn about respecting people’s privacy?”

”I’m sorry,” Luffy said, peeking through his fingers before lowering his hands. “I didn’t know you had a reason…I won’t do it again! But when did you cross paths with Iva? During the two years I was away?”

”No, Luffy. I’ve never met Ivankov.” You took a deep breath, steeling yourself. “I’ve been a girl this whole time. I was just pretending to be male.”

”Whaaat!? Really?” Luffy’s eyes bugged out at you again. “But why?”

You did your best to explain your reasons. Luffy only seemed to grow more confused as you went on, crossing his arms and tilting his head.

”I don’t get it. Nami and Robin are strong,” he said.

“Never said they weren’t,” you replied patiently. “But Nami and Robin get underestimated constantly. Maybe they’re used to it, but I can’t stomach the idea. It’s insulting.”

“Hmm…” Luffy thought for a second. “Does this mean we can’t wrestle anymore?”

“Of course we can! The whole point is that I don’t want you to treat me differently!”

“Oh… Oh! I see!” Luffy said, his eyes lighting up with realization. “Okay then! I’ll whoop your butt like normal!”

A warm feeling filled your chest, and you smiled. Now he was catching on, and he didn’t seem to mind. The relief was almost dizzying.

You asked Luffy to try to keep it a secret for now.

He lasted about three weeks, until he asked you one day, point-blank in front of the others: “Hey, Y/N? Where do your boobs go when you get dressed?”

Zoro

“Behind you!”

Zoro’s shout made you whirl around, raising your weapon, but your opponent was already on the downswing. Their sword cut your chest open from clavicle to rib. Pain sizzled out from the gash, hot and burning, but in addition to that, you could feel that your binder was damaged, freeing your breasts. You grit your teeth through the pain and managed to strike your foe down. Then you hunched over yourself, arms crossed over your chest, quivering. The warm blood on your arms told you this one might be serious, but despite the wound, all that was on your mind was getting found out.

Zoro rushed to your side, mowing down foes as he went until he was there. “Did they get you? Let me see.” But you shook your head. “Let me see!” he insisted, an edge of panic to his voice as blood dripped onto the ground below you.

You looked up at him with visible fear, which he misunderstood. “You’re going to be okay, but you have got to let me see.”

Shaking, you lowered your arms, revealing your wound and your secret all at once.

Zoro’s eyes widened, momentarily speechless. Then he snapped out of it, hurriedly taking off his shirt and wrapping it around your torso. He picked you up, one arm supporting your bottom while the other tucked you against his chest to hide your front. You pressed your face into his shoulder, discomposed from the shock of the injury and from the sudden reveal.

What would he think of you now? All the times you arm wrestled, all the times you sparred, all the drinking contests and shared conversations and shared fights–would you never experience them again? You kept asking yourself those questions as Zoro took you out of the slowing battle.

Chopper was shocked, but promised to keep your secret. However, after he found out that you’d been binding your chest with bandages almost 24-7, he scolded you harshly, going on about how you could permanently damage your body.

At your request, Zoro’s the only one Chopper let visit you in the ship’s infirmary. For a while, Zoro didn’t say anything, just stared at your bandaged chest with an unreadable expression.

“I wanted you to respect me,” you said, breaking the silence. He didn’t respond. “I could never be your equal otherwise. Please understand.”

Zoro looked down at you and gave a heavy sigh, eyes distant for a moment. “...You remind me of someone I used to know.” He sat on the edge of your bed, some softness to his gaze now. “I get it. I get why you hid this. But you’re an idiot.”

”I know. I let myself get hurt.”

”No, dummy. Because you treated the crew like we wouldn’t understand. You didn’t trust us. It makes sense in the beginning, but after all these years?” He frowned at you, and you realize that deep down, he was hurt.

”I didn’t want anything to change between us.” You looked away, ashamed. “Between you and me.”

”It doesn’t have to.”

”You don’t like to fight women.”

Zoro grimaced at the accusation, knowing you’re right. The infirmary was quiet for a minute.

”I’m sorry,” Zoro finally said. “I’ll…I’ll do better. Nothing has to change.” He paused, and offered up a smirk. “After all, I go easy on you anyways.”

You feel yourself tear up at his acceptance, and grinned back at him. “Once I heal up, I’ll make you regret that.” You paused, face falling. “You won’t tell anyone, right? I don’t want Sanji to…you know.”

“Yeah.” Zoro made a face at the cook’s name. ”It’ll stay between the three of us,” he promised. “I still think you should tell them, but it’s not my secret to share.”

”Maybe in time. I’ll have to think about it,” you said, and he nodded.

Zoro held out his hand. You clasped it in a big swing, grimacing when it made your wound sting, and squeezed as tightly as you could.

“You don’t have to prove anything to me,” Zoro said, squeezing back. “Okay? We’re still buds.”

”Okay.” Again, you felt the tears threatening to spill.

”But if you cry, I’ll make fun of you.”

”Shut up!”

Once Zoro realizes you were hindered by the binder for all of your matches against him, he got fired up. All the times he won, you had a handicap–it wasn’t a fair match, he decided. However, there wasn’t really a place on the ship where you could take it off in front of others, so he was forced to remain undecided on the topic of which one of you is stronger.

It wasn’t until you revealed your secret to the others that you and Zoro finally got to have a proper, no-holds-barred sparring session. True to his word, he didn’t hold back, too battle-hungry to care if he touched your chest when you wrestled or exchanged blows. (Sanji snarled in the background, but neither of you were paying him any attention.)

As it turned out, when you let your aching ribs heal and could breathe properly, you were far better than you were before. You ended up almost defeating the swordsman, and he was so proud of you that he threw an arm around your shoulders and noogied your head until you were certain he left track marks in your skull. “That’s my girl!”

Sanji

The impact of your sword against your opponent’s knocked the weapons out of the both of your hands. Undeterred, you dashed forward to take them on barehanded, confident in your unarmed strength. Right as you reached them, they drew a hidden flintlock from their back belt, and touched the muzzle to your forehead.

You froze. The battlefield seemed to fade away, nothing solid or corporeal except for the gun to your head. You couldn’t hear anything but the blood rushing in your ears, feel anything but the cold steel pressed to your skull. Everything rushed through your head in one synaptic burst, a thousand million thoughts of how soon, how final this was. All the years of adventure, ending here. One slip-up. You were going to die.

You couldn’t even feel regret. Just the sensation of your heart beating as if it was in every blood vessel. You didn’t hear the call of your name, nor the shouted “Diable Jambe!”

In the time it took for your opponent to squeeze his trigger finger, Sanji appeared seemingly out of nowhere and kicked the guy’s hand so hard you saw it break. The gun fired into the ground a few feet away from you, and with another burning kick, Sanji knocked him out.

You were in shock, standing there unharmed, but useless. Sanji took notice, calling for you again. When you didn’t respond, he rushed to you and grabbed your shoulders, shaking you hard. “Get it together! We still need you!”

Suddenly the sound, the sensation, everything came rushing back, hitting you all at once. You blinked, glanced at the surrounding battle, then at Sanji’s tense expression.

“Y/N!”

“I’m okay!” you said. “T-Thanks. I’m okay.” With that, you rushed for your fallen sword, ready to rejoin the battle.

It wasn’t your first brush with death, but this one rattled you worse than the others. After the battle you dwelled on it constantly, thinking back to that moment and breaking out into a cold sweat even though you’d just cleaned up. You couldn’t think about anything else, focus on anything going on around you. You skipped dinner, stomach too upset to eat, and were barely able to sleep despite your exhaustion from the day’s battle. You skipped breakfast the following day, and only around lunchtime did your mind seem to catch up to your body. You watched Luffy and the crew mess around, playing and laughing and arguing, and suddenly you realized that you almost lost this forever. Immediately, the urge to cry overtook you with tremendous force. You hurried through the ship’s interior, shoved yourself into a corner, and sobbed into your hands.

Dead. Oh god, you were almost dead. How was it that easy? All the strength you had worked so hard to build, meaningless. How could you have been so overconfident? How could you have let yourself lose so easily? Had Sanji not been there, you would have been gone. Gone.

The tears ran hot down your cheeks, and you bit your tongue to keep from being loud. It could have gone so much worse. Sanji was dependable, but tended to keep his eye on the girls during fights. He only saved you because you were close by. It was sheer luck that he saved you. Only luck.

“Y/N!”

Sanji’s call of your name made you go quiet. You resisted the urge to sniffle, even as your nose ran. If he found you…it wouldn’t be the end of the world, but you’d rather not be caught crying. You spent years building the image of the stoic, masculine fighter, and would prefer to keep up that appearance. Sanji called you again, closer this time, and you cleared your throat.

“Yeah?” you called out.

“Lunch is ready, so hurry on down,” he announced from the doorway, just out of your vision.

It took you a minute to gather yourself, but after washing your face and regulating your breathing, you were ready to rejoin the group once more.

In the weeks following, you dealt with your shock and processed it the best that you could. Eventually you started sleeping better again, your appetite returned, and life seemed to go on as normal…except for one thing: Sanji. He started acting strangely when he was nearby.

It started off small. He was far more pleasant around you than he normally was. Not that you and Sanji held animosity toward each other, but usually he treated you like another male: friendly enough if you weren’t Zoro, but not to this degree. He never really brightened up at the sight of you before. Nor did he ask for your opinion in his upcoming meal plan for the week. At first you chalked it up to him noticing your earlier distress somehow, but after you got better, he kept on acting saccharine.

One day, he brought you a drink. Not served you at the table with everyone else, but went out of his way to bring it to where you were sunbathing on the deck. You could only stare at him until he awkwardly left it by your side, stammered something about the heat, and then left.

Incidents like that kept happening, usually out of sight of the other crewmates, but not always. The others started picking up on it too. At one point, Sanji brought Robin, Nami, and Chopper slices of cake–and then brought you a plate as well. That time, everyone’s eyes were on him, but Sanji pretended like nothing was off.

When he chirped “Hi, Y/N-chan,” to you as he passed by you in the hall, you had enough. You grabbed him and shoved him against the wall, hard. He immediately knew he messed up, but despite your fingers fisted in his collar and your murderous expression, he only flushed red.

“What are you doing?” you hissed.

“I–I’m–” Sanji stammered. Blood started to run from one of his nostrils.

“Why are you acting like this?” you demanded. “Being all sappy and disgusting to me. Who do you think I am?”

“I–I’m sorry,” Sanji tried. You grit your teeth, beginning to fear the worst.

“Did you lose all respect for me when you saved my life?” you asked bluntly.

“Of course not! I think highly of you.”

“Too much so, don’t you think?” you had to struggle not to shout. “Is this because you heard me crying last month?”

Sanji shut his mouth, glancing aside and giving away the answer. He nodded.

“Am I weak to you or something?”

“No, that’s not it–” he tried, but you pulled him away from the wall and slammed him back into it.

“I don’t understand! You’re too soft with me. Why are you treating me so nicely?”

“Because you’re a woman, and women deserve the best.” He said it unflinchingly and with conviction, looking right back into your eyes.

The answer was obvious, but a part of you still hoped it was something else, hoped that because he didn’t go overboard with his affections that he didn’t know. Your grip on his collar weakened and gave away along with your hopes, hands hanging limply at your sides.

“When did you find out?” you asked quietly. “Or should I say, how?”

“I saw you crying.” Sanji pulled out a handkerchief, wiping his nose.

“So?”

“You may look and act like a man…but a woman’s tears leave no room for doubts.”

You stared at him in disbelief. Unfair. That’s what this was. Just unfair. Because after all those years living as a male, you got found out because of Sanji’s freakish sixth sense for women. Your sigh was heavy, and you had to rest your head in your hand for a moment.

“Okay, well, we need to set some things straight. You can’t keep slipping up around me, or the others will find out. They already suspect something’s up.”

“I'm trying!” Sanji retorted. “I knew you were hiding it for some reason, so I tried to keep myself in check! Do you know how hard it’s been?”

“How hard it’s been?” You wanted to punch him. “You have no idea what I go through every day just to keep up appearances! Just to earn the regard I deserve! Why couldn't you respect me as a man?”

“I don't respect men.”

“Ugh!” You punched the wall by his head instead. Sanji didn’t flinch. “You have to take me seriously.”

“I am!”

“We can’t keep going like this.” You bit your lip in frustration, trying to think of a solution. Maybe you could use his weird complex around women to your advantage, if he would just stop giving it away. “Okay, listen. Sanji. If you really want to do me a favor, the best thing you can do is help me keep my secret. That means whenever you have the urge to treat me like a girl, you nip it in the bud. Can you do that?”

“I…I’ll try.” Sanji went to take your hand, but you yanked it away.

“This is exactly what I’m talking about! You can’t be so familiar.”

“I’m sorry. It’s hard! I–I want to treat you right. I want to be close to you.”

“I want to be close to you to,” you admitted, surprising yourself. “But I. I’d… I’d rather hold onto my secret.”

He looked hurt, which sent a cold pang of guilt into your stomach. Reaching out, you patted his shoulder. “I’m depending on you, do you understand?”

Sanji took in your expression–serious, worried, uncertain–and nodded. The hand that reached for yours instead went over his heart. “I promise,” he said, “I will do everything I can to help keep your secret.”

The talk with Sanji helped massively, fixing his odd behavior around you for the most part. There was one thing he couldn’t give up, and that was giving you a nickname. He called you something in French–“mon petit chou,” he would say–but as it was foreign, you figured it was safe to use around the crew, and let it slide.

It was only a few months later that you learned Robin was fluent in French.

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rileyslibrary · 10 months

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Since Ghost forgot readers birthday, let's maby turn it around? How is the lieutanants big day celebrated on base? I know he scolded reader for not telling him that it's their birthday, but I really can't see him running around with a party hat, giving out cupcakes and demanding birthday wishes either to be honest...

Birthday?

What birthday?

He hasn’t celebrated in a long time—the days passed, and he treated that special day just like any other.

What was there to celebrate anyway? He took lives. How audacious it would be of him to celebrate his own.

He buried that day deep within his subconscious, alongside all the other memories he wished to forget.

But occasionally, the memories would blend together and manifest themselves as nightmares in his sleep. He was a little boy in them, blowing birthday candles on a pile of corpses while other soldiers on the battlefield were running for their lives.

Price was the only one who knew Ghost’s birthday. After all, he was the one who removed that date from his file.

You asked him about it one day when Ghost wasn’t around. You and the rest of the team were joking about Zodiac signs and wanted to know what Ghost was.

But the captain clicked his tongue and told you he couldn’t disclose such information. You asked why he was so secretive about it, and he smiled. It was unlike the smiles you were used to seeing from him. It was a smile of pity—like the one you give to a stray cat who’s curled up on your car’s roof on a cold night.

He said he had wished the lieutenant a happy birthday a few years ago, and it didn’t go well. So Price kept trying to find more indirect ways to celebrate with him—ways that would make him feel more comfortable.

He remembered that one time when he invited Ghost for a couple of beers at the pub, but Ghost became suspicious.

“Why today, of all days, brother?”

Price acted shocked as if it was a coincidence and Ghost rejected his invitation. He had something else to do.

On that day, every year, the lieutenant would go to his mother’s grave instead. He would take a few flowers with him, sit in front of her grave, and think. His mind often wandered, and other painful memories threatened to resurface—memories unrelated to war, engraved in his mind from an earlier stage in life when a child’s only job was to have fun. And he did anything but that.

Inspiration struck you then, and you came up with an idea.

You decided to create a card for the lieutenant. It was a plain white sheet folded in half—nothing special on the outside, but its beauty lay within.

You all wrote him wishes and expressed gratitude for his guidance, teachings, and the countless times he came to your rescue. You placed the card in an envelope, sealed it shut, and handed it to him on a random day. You told him that, even though you didn’t know when his birthday was, the card was there, and he could open it whenever that day arrived.

He took the card home and left it on the coffee table. Sometimes we’d look at it, and other times he would use it as a coaster, hoping it would get ruined so he wouldn’t have to confront his feelings.

And that day came, and he followed the same routine: he went to work, visited his mother’s grave, and then returned home.

But there was something else waiting for him at home; that card. It was stained and warped, but it was there for him, just like all of you were.

He opened a fresh bottle of bourbon. And then he opened that card.

He smiled. Yes, he rolled his eyes and facepalmed himself, but he smiled.

He hid it in one of his nightstand drawers, and every now and then, he would revisit it. Lying in bed, he would pull open the drawer, retrieve the card, and read it like a bedtime story.

It was just like his mother used to do every night—his mother, who gave birth to him that day and tragically passed away.

But, within the card, he found another kind of family—a silly group of Zodiac sign-pestering nuisances, but nevertheless, his family.

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A/N: I didn’t expect this to turn out that way. But I’m glad it did.

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sassycheesecake · 3 months

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Osamu walks out of Physics class, happy that his classes are over and all that is left is volleyball practice.

He walks down the familiar path towards his twin brother’s class, basically collecting him on the way to the gym hall.

When he gets closer, he hears multiple sounds of something banging against the lockers and when he gets closer to the noise, he squints his eyes before they widen in shock at the sight of Atsumu Miya, second-year high school Setter of the Inarizaki volleyball club banging his forehead constantly against his locker door.

Now, he has two options.

One, move along and pretend he didn’t see any of this and make it to practice on time without his brother. But the big downside is that Atsumu would probably be late for practice if Osamu doesn’t say anything to him, which will end up in Osamu getting an earful from their mother later on at home.

Or option number two, ask what Atsumu’s deal is and hopefully they both still make it on time for practice.

Since Osamu doesn’t want to get yelled at later on by their mother, he begrudgingly chooses option two.

"Tsumu, if ya keep smashin' yer head against the locker, yer gonna lose the two braincells ya have left." Osamu says when he walks closer to his brother.

For a split second, Atsumu looks at his brother through his peripheral vision with a pissed look and then continues to bang his head against the locker.

'Wow, not even a comeback.' Osamu thinks while he continues to watch him.

"Stop it." Osamu barks as he is getting annoyed by the noise.

"'M tryin' ta forget bout earlier. Ya remember (Y/N)?" Atsumu stops and just leans his forehead against his locker door, a sorrow expression rests on his face.

Osamu frowns in confusion and looks to the ceiling for a second before returning his gaze back to his twin.

"Ya mean (Y/L/N) (Y/F/N)? The one that shared her lunch with ya and ya sweared ya tasted heaven?" Osamu raises a brow.

"Yes." Atsumu confirms.

"What about her?" Osamu doesn’t get it, if Atsumu looks so miserable, surely something devastating must have happened.

"I wanted ta confess my feelings ta her, so I made her favorite dessert and when I went ta see her, yannow what I saw?"

"What?" Osamu sighs.

"She was talkin' ta Riseki!"

"Is she suddenly not allowed ta talk ta other people besides ya? Tsumu I don’t know if yer brain registered it yet but this is a high school. There’s more people than ya she can talk to. And so what if Riseki was talkin' ta her? What’s the big deal?!" Osamu is getting impatient since he doesn’t understand Atsumu‘s point of view.

"That’s not the point dipshit! Riseki asked her out and she said no because she said she is in love with another guy." Atsumu almost wails.

"And?… Does your story have an ending or is this it?"

"Be patient asshole, I was gettin' there. So after I heard that, I was devastated….an' I didn’t realize (Y/N) came outta the room seconds afterwards an' I was so mad that I squished the dessert outta anger. She was confused an' asked if I was alright and I replied 'Shouldn’t ya ask yer crush?' and then I just left!" The Setter explains and gets angrier by the second, talking to his long-time crush in such a tone was just childish and rude as hell. You didn’t deserve that at all but Atsumu just felt his heart shatter at that moment, so he was angry and let it out on you. Now he is just highly disappointed in himself on how disrespectfully he talked to you.

On the inside, Osamu facepalms himself at the sheer stupidity of his brother‘s unawareness of your affection towards the blonde.

The signs are all there that you like Atsumu and vice versa but of course something complicated like the shit Atsumu pulled just pulled moments prior ruined his chance of confessing his feelings towards you.

"Well, (Y/N) finally talked ta ya. That’s sorta awesome."

"No Samu! Not 'awesome'! I ruined ma only chance at talkin' ta (Y/N) and I ruined it. RUINED IT!" Atsumu slams his head against the locker and the whole locker clutters by the force of it.

Osamu can’t help but feel bad for his brother, knowing Atsumu has been having a crush on you since the first year of high school.

Students who pass them are giving them weird looks but the gray-haired twin is not fazed by it.

"Tsumu, yer startin' ta get looks. Quit yer dramatic act and move alon'. There’s pleny of fish in da sea."

The Setter was quiet for a few seconds and Osamu was quite worried Atsumu got a concussion from all that banging of his forehead against the locker.

But then he speaks again, in a voice so sad and soft, it sounds like Atsumu is truly heartbroken.

"But I don’ wan' other fish. I want (Y/N)." He is actually getting teary-eyed.

Osamu gives out a big annoyed sigh and knows he is already regretting his words.

"Want me ta help ya win (Y/N) over?"

Atsumu whips his head in his brother’s direction, a hopeful gleam in his hazel-brown eyes.

"Yer not screwin' with me?"

"No. Twin promise, cross my heart and all that shit. Come on, let’s find (Y/N)." Osamu starts to move to the gym for volleyball practice and he hears a locker door shut and a rushing steps of feet follow him.

A/N: You guys want a part 2?😊

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seospicybin · 6 months

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TOO HOT TO HANDLE.

PART III

Bangchan x reader. (s)

Too Hot To Handle Masterlist

Synopsis: You and Chan become contestants in a reality dating show, Too Hot To Handle. (11,7k words)

Author's note: Season 3 is done! See you on the next season :)

YOU: $0? [Facepalms] So, where do we go from here?

The bright sunny day is not working to cheer everyone up after the shocking announcement that there's no money left in the prize fund.

You've been sitting outside with Chan, holding each other's hand and trying to process everything while looking at the beautiful view of the endless sea and the surface of water glimmering under the sun.

Chan has been quiet for too long and it's concerning. You decide to break the silence, shaking his hand and saying, "We spent too much money, babe."

He sighs and rubs the back of your hand with his thumb, "Too much."

You don't want to put salt on the wound but it's time to face the the truth that you both fucked up.

"We let them down. We let everyone down," you say with a heavy heart.

He looks at you and sees you in the eyes, "I'm sure there'll be a way to make it up to them."

He doesn't sound that confident with what he said but you're grateful that in a time like this, he tries his best to comfort you.

"And we'll show them that we have a genuine connection," he says with a soft smile.

You return the smile and put your other hand on your clasped hands, "We took a big step last night."

Physical connection is not that new to you but after last night, you can feel that something shifts between the two of you into something that is peculiarly new yet familiar at the same time.

"I feel closer. I feel more connected to you," you honestly tell him the changes you felt.

"That's true," he agrees with a smile that is more brighter and hopeful than before.

You take the chance to comfort him this time and sweetly smile at him, "We got each other," you remind him.

It's you and him versus everyone. For better or worse, through ups and downs, you face it together. You may be at the bottom now but you're sure you both will be back on top, together.

"Always," he says.

He brings your mouth close to his mouth and kisses it, "Since day one."

That makes you take a look back. You've been going through so much together and it makes you realize that with him, you feel like you can do anything.

Together you are invincible.

YOU: I feel terrible for what I did but at least, now I no longer doubt the feelings I have for Chris. It feels real now and it's scary... in the best way.

In the afternoon, Lana calls everyone to the cabana.

Chan hasn't recovered from the announcements from this morning yet so he's not keen to know what's coming his way, he has an inkling that it's not good for him and you.

Just like you read his mind, you place a soft kiss on his neck and wipe the lipstick mark you left on it with your thumb.

"We got each other," you whisper.

Chan is grateful for you, you've been so open and understanding, even though he's a hard-shell type of person, you make it hard for him not to let you in.

The chime comes and Jace gags in response. The melodic chime is certainly, anxiety-inducing.

"The prize fund is currently at $0," Lana announces as if everyone has forgotten about it.

"However, there will be more tests and opportunities to replenish the prize fund," she further informs.

It's like everyone is collectively letting out a big sigh of relief and getting a breath of fresh air at the mention that there's a way to return some money into the pot.

"I'll commence the first test," Lana continues.

Chan gets stressed once again and so is everyone. Test means he's not doing great, test means that it's not going to be easy, test means bad.

The worst thing that could happen is his name got called by Lana for that test.

Like he manifested it into reality, Lana does call his name along with yours. He sees you look at him and feels bad that he can't show a brave face to you.

"I gifted you watches as an incentive to connect on a physical level for the right reasons. Yet you have shown a complete disregard for my gift and your fellow guests."

He looks at you and you put on a thin smile for him, he puts his arm around you to pull you closer, he needs something to hold on to.

"Therefore, drastic action is required," Lana sternly says.

CHRIS: I've messed up. Big time. [Deeply exhales]

Deep down, you know you deserve what's coming for you but you don't want to go home, no, not yet.

"You both..." Lana drags her words to heighten the suspense.

You and Chan still have some growing to do as a couple and if Lana is kind enough to let you stay, you'd be very grateful. If not, then... it's not like you didn't see this coming.

You have to own up to your mistakes so whatever happens, you will try to accept it.

"... have 12 hours to prove you can connect on a deeper, more emotional level."

You feel a little lighter knowing that it's not an elimination but it's not time to be relieved yet, you're still waiting for the catch.

"If you fail to get a green light in those 12 hours, your time here will be terminated."

There it is. The catch. This is you and Chan's biggest test yet. There's no wasting time, you have 12 hours to prove or you go home.

"Your time starts now!" Lana announces.

YOU: This is going to be a challenge for us. We've never really talked about our emotions.

It's going to be harder for Chan.

He realizes he rarely talked about his feelings with you. His default setting is to show affection through actions so he is never good at verbalizing it.

"I don't want to go home," you tell him, cuddling on the sofa outside, "I want to spend more time with you."

He holds your hand and puts it close to his chest, "I don't want to go home either but I just—"

He inhales air and finishes his sentence, "It's not easy for me, talking about emotions."

"We can try," you say with your fingers lightly caressing his bare chest.

You tilt your head to face him, "You know what? I'll start," you volunteer.

He puts your hair away from being blown by the wind and holds it there for you, "Yeah?"

"Remember when we first met and I made you tell your name again?"

He nods as the recollection of it plays in the back of his head.

"I pretended not to hear it because I wanted those lips near me," you confess with a giggle.

He can't tell if you're trying to get a green light or just want to make him feel better, either way, he finds it adorable of you.

You check your watch and pout seeing that it's not turning green, "Well, it's worth a try," you say with a laugh.

As he breaks into laughter, he pulls you close and kisses you on the cheek.

"No need to hurry," you playfully say.

You rub his back and place a sweet kiss on his neck, "We still have like ten hours to get a green light."

That only reminds him to hold you tighter, he needs it more now than ever after knowing that he possibly wouldn't be able to do it again.

CHRIS: I find it hard to open up and talk about my feelings. Not sure I can do it.

With time keep slipping out of your hand, and your heart is getting worried.

You give Chan space and time to be on his own, organizing his thoughts and maybe it'll help him find the courage to talk about what he truly feels.

You remind yourself that it'll not be his fault if both of you end up getting eliminated. So you let go of the guilt and prepare yourself for the worst outcomes.

Before he leaves for his workshop, you pull him aside and warmly hug him.

"I really like you, Chris," you murmur.

You look up and softly smile at him, "I care about you."

You don't want to pressure him but you want to let him know that whatever happens, you will have no hard feelings nor hold a grudge against him.

"I know it's tough for you to open up but if you weren't ready, it's okay. If we got sent home, that doesn't mean things between us are over, you know that?" You say with a smile.

"I know," he lowly answers.

You stand on your tiptoes to plant a long kiss on his cheek, "Don't pressure yourself, okay, baby?"

He nods and hugs you back, locking you in his big arms because this might be the last time you embrace each other like this.

YOU: This is more difficult than I thought. At that moment, I think we might be going home.

"That dress looks good on you, darling!" Dani praises you as she watches you checking your appearance on the big mirror in the dressing room.

"Yeah?" You ask yourself why bother looking this good on your last night in the retreat.

"Yes," you suddenly shout.

"I want to look good when I get eliminated," you take a jab at yourself and laugh.

"Nah..." Lola groans, "Don't say that!"

Dani props her chin with her hand and looks at you, "You're going to get that green light tonight," she says.

The boys are back from the workshop not long ago but they're all coming back with paints on their bodies. Chan is still showering and it'll take more time to get dressed.

You're waiting for him by the fire pit, sipping your wine while half-heartedly listening to Pierre, Alicia, and Olivia talking.

As you're sipping on your second glass of wine, Chan comes and holds his hand out at you.

"I believe we have to talk," he says to you.

You put your glass down and take his hand, feeling more nervous now than before.

"I'm rooting for you guys!" Alicia mutters with an encouraging smile.

Chan takes you somewhere quiet and sits on the bench that overlooks the sea with the reflection of the moon drawn on the surface of the water.

There are still three hours left to the time limit but it's never too early to start and try to open up.

"You want me to start again?" You ask because he's been so quiet even after you both get the privacy to talk.

He cracks a laugh and puts an arm around you, "Yeah, sure."

You lick your lips and try to articulate your feelings as best as you can. You look him in the eyes and just pour your heart out to him.

"I like you. I like that I can be myself around you. You understand me, you put up with a lot of shit to be with me..." you pause to let out a laugh, "I'm happy that we became closer."

Chan can't stop smiling as he listens to you speaking your heart out. You can see the fondness in his eyes and you also hope that he gets the sincerity in your words.

"And I think... this is a good chance for us to talk about how we feel about each other," you conclude.

YOU: I can tell him more things that I like about him but sadly, time is not on our side.

It feels great hearing what you thought about him but at the same time, Chan feels burdened to be as open as you.

He's aware of how much you've shared with him while he gave you so little in return. He owes you a lot and it's time for him to settle that debt.

"You look gorgeous," he starts with a compliment.

You reach for the collar of the baby blue linen shirt he's wearing and compliment him back, "So do you."

You rest your hand flat on his chest and dreamily sigh, "You look good in colors other than black and white, you know that?"

He grins at that and nods, "I'll wear more colors."

"Okay, good," you say with gentle pats on his chest.

It's not time for small talk, time is running out. Chan grits his teeth and starts talking, trying to empty his heart through words.

"I'll be honest with you," he begins.

He sees you swallow air and nods, "Okay."

"I haven't completely opened myself up to you."

"Mm-mmh," you hum in response.

He takes your hand and holds it tightly in his hand, "The last relationship I had..." he refrains from sharing too many details on his past.

"From that relationship, I got myself a trust issue out of it, and as much as I like you, it's hard for me to trust you. I got haunted by my experience with trusting someone with my heart..." Chan takes a moment to collect himself and not lose it completely to his emotions.

"I didn't think that I'd get here and find someone like you in here," he says with a low laugh.

You lowly laugh along with him, "Yeah."

"I feel extremely lucky to find you and I realize now that it's not fair that I compare you with my former partner. She might have caused me a trust issue but that doesn't mean you'll do the same to me," he says.

A smile blooms on your face and he feels your hand in shaking in his hold.

"I genuinely am feeling stronger emotions for you which I haven't felt in a long time," he earnestly says with a sincere smile.

His heart feels so much lighter and emptier now, that only means he has more space for these new feelings he has for you.

Chan's heart is full of warm feelings and other than that, it fills with hopes.

CHRIS: It's been such a long time since I've opened up like this with anyone but it feels so natural with her.

"I like you so much," Chan says while squeezing your hand in his.

It feels good to know that your feelings are reciprocated. You've been tormented inside and you keep it bottled up inside you, now you can let it go.

"I'm so excited for us," he adds with a smile.

Then the chime comes and you glance at your watch to see that it turns green.

You both did it and you didn't mean to cry but your eyes are like bursting dams right now, tears are flowing down your face. He immediately pulls you into a hug.

"I wasn't ready to go home yet," you croak with tears caught in your throat.

"Me too," he says.

He holds you for a moment and whispers into your ear, "Are we going to kiss or what?"

You completely forgot that the rules do not apply and you're allowed to kiss him. You hurriedly wipe the tears on your face with the back of your hands.

Chan doesn't hesitate to kiss you when you believe you look ugly from crying. He leans in and kisses you softly, brushing his lips as if he were telling you how you feel with it.

Your heart is heavy and quivering as it carries so much love inside you. You like him so much and it feels so good, it's so good that it's scary.

When he pulls away from the kiss, Chan holds your face and looks at you, tenderly wiping your eyes with his knuckle.

He's softly laughing as he says, "I can see now that you're just a baby."

He caresses your wet cheeks with his thumb as he fondly looks into your eyes, "just a baby, my baby," he says.

You pout yet smile at his words. There's no use to deny it when he can see everything now.

"My baby girl," he delightfully sighs and presses a long peck on your lips.

Sure you feel relieved you get to stay in the retreat but the best thing about all this is getting to know each other better, emotionally.

"Good job," you tell him with a smile.

"Good job," he says back to you.

YOU: Watching Chris open up and comfortably share his feelings makes me feel like I can understand him now. Also, it makes me fancy him more and more [smiles]

Chan didn’t expect everyone to wait for them to come back from their talk.

The resentment they have is nothing compared to the friendship they have sewn in time with both you and him. They look at him in anticipation of whether he passed the test or not. They're tucked in their beds and watch him as he walks to his bed with you trailing behind him.

"So...?" Pierre asks.

Chan can't contain his excitement anymore, he grins and says, "We got the green light!"

Everyone cheers for him and you, clapping with pride. Jace hurls a cushion at Chan as he shouts, "Congrats, Aussie boy!"

Alicia comes to his bed to hug you, "I told you. I'm rooting for you!"

Dani hugs her pillow in front of her and asks, "So, did anyone say anything?" She asks in curiosity.

"She told me she likes me," Chan answers without the slightest of embarrassed saying it out loud.

"Did you say it back to her?" Pierre asks.

"Of course!" He shortly replies.

You lay on your stomach on the bed, facing everyone, "It was really hard to begin with but he opened up to me."

"Aww..." Lola coo in response then lightly applauds for you.

"At least we don't have to worry about them rulebreaking now," Luke comments.

"Because there's no money to spend to begin with," Pierre adds.

Everyone is laughing the shared pain away. But with the promise that Lana will return some money through tests and you both passed one tonight, everyone gets hopeful again.

CHRIS: I'm so glad we're making progress. I'm so proud of her and me. We both got so far [smiles]

It's like you both got a fresh start at a new life.

Even with zero dollars on the prize fund, you feel happy to get to spend more time with him in the retreat. Yesterday was a torture and that only reminds you to use the time wisely.

But it's not like you can't keep yourself away from him you're smitten, you have butterflies fluttering in your stomach.

After last night, you talk about things deeply and openly, you talk more about your future together that it gets you giddy

You're straddling him on the bed and hovering above him, putting a safe space between your faces. You admire his beautiful face, trailing your fingers on his facial features, eyes, nose, and plush lips that lure you to kiss.

"Now that I'll be coming with you to Australia, where will you take me first?" You ask out of curiosity.

Chan has been resting his hands on your thighs and not letting them go anywhere. He looks up at you and answers, "My home."

You're giggling because your dirty mind can only think of one thing, "So we can—"

"I'll introduce you to my family," he slices through your sentence and takes you aback.

This seems that serious to him and you usually choose to step back when things get this serious, however, you're feeling excited about it instead.

"Really?"

"Yeah. I want them to know about our relationship," he casually says.

"Ooo... relationship," you point out the thing he just said and wonder if it accidentally slipped out of his mouth or he meant it. You bet it's the latter from how he gets so flustered and laughs at it.

"Why? Do you have anything else in mind?" He asks with a sly smile.

You look away from his eyes as he catches on your dirty thought, "You know what I'm thinking."

He sits up on the bed so he can hold you and you wrap your arms around his neck, "Well, before we do all that, I'll lock you in my room and we'll have lots of sex," he murmurs, then places a hot kiss on your neck.

You lowly moan at how his soft lips feel on your skin, sending a tingle down your spine.

"Oh, you have no idea what's coming for you," he seductively whispers with his breath tickling your ear.

He then switches to the other side of your neck and places a longer kiss with his tongue lightly licking the skin, leaving a wet kiss mark on it.

The emotional connection only heightens the sexual tension between you and him yet it feels like you've reached a new level in your relationship.

YOU: It's HARD! I like him so much therefore it's getting harder to resist him.

"Whoa, whoa, what am I walking into," Pierre says as he busted you straddling him on the bed.

Without getting up from his bed, Chan calmly responds with a joke, "There's no harm in losing more money."

"Damn right," Pierre replies with a laugh.

With someone else in the room, the tension is slowly fading out and you get off his lap, sitting next to him instead.

Chan notices that Pierre is smiling at himself and he knows that there must be something.

"What's up?" He asks while putting his arm out so you can rest your head on it.

"Alicia and I are going on a date later," Pierre replies.

"Oh, wow, that's great, man!" Chan offers his hand for a fist bump.

"I'm excited for you, Pierre!" You add with a gleeful smile.

But instead of bumping his fist at him, Pierre collapses onto his bed. It's the first time Chan sees him being this nervous, "Why are you so nervous?"

You're giggling next to him, "You've been sharing a bed with Alicia for so long," you add.

Pierre groans and holds his head with both hands, "Ugh... I don't know."

"Just do you, enjoy it, man," Chan suggests.

Pierre sits on the bed again now, "Yeah, you're right."

He gives Chan his fist bump now then gets up from the bed, "I have to get ready for the date now. See ya!"

"Good luck!" You shout at him before he gets out of the door.

It must be nice to get on a date with you but Chan understands that he has to earn it here. He looks at you and he can see that you're wishing for the same thing.

"We'll get our time," he tells you.

"Yeah," you reply with a smile.

"Come here! Hug me, baby girl!" He pulls you into a tight hug and flips over so you're under him now.

"I want to kiss you," he says as he looks at you.

You put your hand on his lips and glance at it, "We can't. We have to be good."

It's like the roles are reversed now. It's him playing the bad guy now and you're playing the good girl now.

"You're right," he says, he chooses to bury his head in your neck instead.

CHRIS: Lana, we’ve been good so please get us on a date too!

Lana throws a party tonight.

You're tired of guessing what she's trying to celebrate and if she has something behind it. The worst has happened, you want to enjoy tonight.

"What are you wearing tonight?" Chan asks while you're drying your hair.

"Uhm... nothing," you mindlessly answer.

He puts his arm around your neck and playfully puts you in a chokehold, making you laugh in response. He then nuzzles his nose into your hair and asks again, "I want to match my clothes with you."

"Aww... that's so cute, Chris!" Lola comments from the other end of the vanity table while putting make-up on her eyes.

You turn your head around and jokingly say, "Then... wear nothing."

He wraps his hand around your neck and tilts your head to the side so he can bite on your shoulder, "Just tell me what color!"

You're laughing as you try to get his hand away from you but he keeps ticking your neck with his nose. In the end, you both settle with his favorite color, black.

You're fixing the straps of your dress while looking at the mirror in the bathroom and Chan is leaning against the sink, running his eyes up and down your body.

"You're so gorgeous," he compliments with a grin and those cute dimples.

He bites his fist when you check the back of your dress in the mirror by turning your body to the side.

"Gosh, I'm the luckiest," he sighs.

You get flustered and say, "Stop it!"

Pulling him close, you turn him around and make him look at both of your reflections in the mirror. Not going to lie, you like what you see.

You turn to look at him and then say, "Damn! We look good!"

He looks back at you and smiles, "We look good together."

Without warning, he puts his arms around you and carries you out of the bathroom.

The party had just started when Pierre and Alicia were coming back from their date. Everyone is being nosy with their questions yet you can't help to get nosy as well.

"Tell us everything!" Lola demands.

From the look of it, Pierre and Alicia look happy and it makes you just as happy for them, everyone seems to feel the same way as well.

"It was nice. We went on a boat and enjoyed the sunset," Pierre says.

Alicia nods along to his words, "Then there was a funny question at the end," she says, then leers at Pierre.

Pierre cracks a laugh before answering, "I asked her to be my girlfriend."

Dani, being the one invested in the story, impatiently asks, "What did you say, Alicia?"

Alicia leers at Pierre again and smiles, "I said yes."

It's like watching a sports game and the home team scores, sending everyone into a celebration. Glasses of drinks raised to the air for a toast.

"To Pierre and Alicia!" Jace leads the toast.

"To Pierre and Alicia!" The rest repeat after him and take a sip of their drinks.

YOU: Well, unlike us... [chuckles] Pierre and Alicia are the most committed couple in the retreat so I couldn't be happier for them.

Instead of being jealous, Chan is happy for Pierre and Alicia.

He's happy to see his closest friend in the retreat happy and it's not like Chan is not happy, he is happy with you. He looks around and they're just as happy even though the prize fund is still at zero.

He holds you close and kisses the top of your head, "I'm so happy."

"Me too," you murmur with your head resting on his chest.

The music abruptly stops and Chan kind of guesses what comes next. There she is, the ultimate cockblocker and party crasher Lana.

Everyone already knows where to go and they drag their feet to head to the cabana. You sit next to Chan, putting one hand around his waist and the other clasped with him, resting it on his leg.

The money is at zero now but that doesn't make everyone less nervous, if anything, there's an anticipation for what Lana is going to announce this time.

Chan's heart skips a beat the second the cone lights up, signifying her arrival. She skips on greeting everyone and calls for both of your names.

You look at each other to exchange a mix of panicked and confused looks.

"On your previous test, you were able to access your true feelings for each other, proving to me that your connection is more than skin deep," Lana says.

That's good news and the applause everyone is giving toward both of you confirmed it.

"However, actions speak louder than words."

Chan hates it when that word comes in the sentence: 'however' because that means, Lana has bad news to tell.

"Tonight, you will both be put to the ultimate test, a night in the private suite."

Remembering that you both failed on the same test and knowing you both have to go through it again. Chan feels the pressure already and he sees you wince in response to that.

"If you refrain from breaking any rules, you will win back $100,000 for the group."

Everyone is cheering at the amount of money you can win back from it but your last failure reminds them not to haste to celebrate.

Chan notices a few pessimistic faces among the group and he understands that. But he knows that it's time he pays everyone back for the damages he did to the prize money.

"We'll try to win back the money for you guys," Chan earnestly says with you nodding along in agreement to his words.

"Please, make your way to the suite!" Lana orders.

He offers his hand to help you get up from the sofa and keeps holding your hand.

Jace nods at Chan to encourage him, "Don't mess up, 'kay? You got it!"

"Wish us luck!" You say to everyone for the last time.

CHRIS: This is it. This is the big, ultimate test.

The second you both enter the private suite, you throw yourself at him.

Thank goodness that he is quick to catch you and steadily holds you against him to keep you from falling. You loop your both hands around his neck and warmly hug him.

You pull away to look at his face, "We can do it," you murmur with a soft kiss on his cheek.

He returns the kiss but his lips land on your jaw instead, "for that to happen, we shouldn't have a bath."

You pout at him and say, "But I still need to have a bath. I'm dirty."

"You are dirty," he says with a sly smile.

You narrow your eyes at him and put your forehead against his, "Are you dirty?"

It's like a deja vu watching you get undressed in front of him, doing it so confidently like he isn't there and looking at your enticing body with dark, lustful eyes.

"You can join me or..." you nonchalantly say as you step into the tub.

"You can just watch," you continue as you lower yourself into the water, flashing him a naughty smile as you lean back in the tub.

Chan has seen and experienced this scene before but he doesn't like how it ended. This is why it's called a test, see if he can take it and come up with a better result than before.

"Atta, boy!" You exclaim as he starts to take his clothes off.

You intently watch him taking every piece of clothing on his body until there's none left. Your eyebrow raises as your eyes flick down there.

"Hi, there," you playfully talk to his semi-hard member.

Everything about you evokes the rebellious side of him, he just wants to do whatever he wants and pleases. He reminds himself that he needs to control himself and the money that he can win back from doing it.

With one foot down in the tub, Chan can already feel the heat of the moment.

CHRIS: When it's just the two of us the sexual tension goes...[Sighs] It's high!

Jumping onto the bed, you crawl over to get something from the tray of sex toys on the bedside table.

You know which one you want to get and take it with you as Chan dives onto the bed next to you. You waste no time straddling him, "Put your hands above your head!"

He ignores your order and laughs at you instead. He chooses to disobey you so you take both his hands and put them above his head, you cuff them with handcuffs.

"I'm sorry," you tell him with no hint of regrets whatsoever in your apology.

You look at him and smile in satisfaction that he's laying helpless underneath you.

"You've been very, very bad, Chris," you say in a low, sultry voice and run your fingertips down his bare chest.

He takes a deep breath and looks back at you, "I've been bad, so?" He dares you with a smirk.

As expected, he will disobey you and dare you to do things to him. He's enjoying it and you're more than willing to play along.

You crawl over to the side and use the opportunity to bring your ass close to his face while you take another sex toy from the tray.

You sit down on his crotch, intentionally hard, and enjoy the low groan he lets out. You show him the long, leather whip in your hand.

You put the end of the whip under his chin and used it to tilt his head to look at you, "Do you admit to being a bad, bad boy?"

Instead of answering, he bites his lips and fiercely looks at you. Taking him off guard, you slap his chest with the whip.

"Answer me!" You order.

He slyly smiles and refuses to answer again. You start to slap his chest and abdomen with the whip, making heart-shaped marks on his pale skin.

You decide to get off him and lay on your side next to him, "I'm going to keep doing it until you answer me," you taunt him as you drag the end of the whip down his thigh.

You lean into the side of his face and lowly whisper into his ear, "Answer me, Chris."

He shakes his head and you immediately land a slap on his inner thigh twice that he gasps in response. Feeling mischievous, you slip the whip under his boxer and rub him there.

"Will you answer me now, mmh?" You ask.

He catches you off guard now, rolling on the bed and putting his body on top of you. He buries his head deep in your neck while kissing you there.

"Oh..." you breathlessly moan as he bites on your neck.

Chan is always afraid to put his whole weight on you but you don't want to have it another way, so you put your legs around him and let him collapse on top of you.

He looks at you but his eyes are centered on your lips, "Do you want to kiss me, mmh?"

He alternates it by placing kisses along your jaw and finishes it with a sweet kiss on your cheek, "Actually, there are a lot more things I want to do to you."

YOU: Our prize fund is zero so that means there's no money to lose... [bites lips]

Chan keeps his handcuffed hands in front of him as you unlock it for him. He puts it back on the bedside table and sees you still straddling him.

He pats the space next to him, "Come here so we can cuddle!"

You shake your head and put your hands on his chest, "No, I like it here. I like sitting on top of you," you say with your eyes enchanting him to gaze back at them.

He puts his hands on your thighs, fingers teasing the hem of the short sleeping dress you're wearing, "Is this your favorite position?"

"Uh-huh," you answer and put your hands to hold your hair in a makeshift ponytail.

"You want to be on top, huh?"

"Yeah, I'm good when I'm on the top," you tell him with your head slightly tilted to the side and your lips curl into a naughty smile.

"Is that true?" He asks, allowing his hands to move up to your waist and hold you there.

"I can show it to you," you dare him.

Seeing you straddling him like this only gives him the glimpses of what you'd like fucking him and he bet it'd be so good. Swear his cock twitched just now from remembering how good it is inside you.

Now you're sitting on his crotch and there's only a layer of clothing that separates him from what he wants, he believes you can feel how his cock is achingly hard for you.

"Maybe next time," he kindly refuses no matter how much his body wants to scream yes.

"Why not now?" You ask with a low giggle.

You make it so hard for him that he has to lift you off him and lay you down next to him. Without giving you time to escape, he puts his arms and legs around you, limiting the things you can do around him.

"Stop teasing me," he presses a wet, long kiss on your cheek.

You helplessly try to get out of his hold while giggling but failing.

"Baby," you softly call.

You hold his chin in your fingers and turn your head at him, "I want to sleep naked tonight."

CHRIS: The longer they let us alone together, the more I want to do things to her [raises eyebrow]

Even after the morning comes, it doesn't mean that the test has been done yet.

Somehow, you wake up naked and find yourself snuggling to Chan who's just as naked. You don't want to force your brain to work just yet.

It seems like he's awake already as he puts his hand on your back and runs his fingers down your back, light and fluttering, lulling you back to sleep.

Realizing that the test is not over yet, he gets away from you only so he can lay next to you and easily places kisses on your bare back.

You delightfully hum every time his full lips make contact with your skin, warm and soft, making you tingle inside.

"You're so beautiful," he hums.

He then starts another trail of kisses from the nape of your neck and down your spine. He stops before he gets tempted to go lower than your waist.

"So soft, so beautiful..." he sighs with so much frustration as if he saw something he couldn't perceive.

Chan decides to prop both hands on each side of you and kisses your neck as he's hovering above you, waking you up with sweet, gentle kisses.

"Wake up, baby," he softly calls you.

Wanting more than just kisses, you pull him close so you can feel him whole, his body on your body, skin-to-skin. It feels rather more intimate than sex.

He puts all of your hair away to the side so he can pepper your shoulder with kisses, "Morning," he says in between kisses.

You smile with eyes closed and croak, "Morning."

There's not much time left in the private suite and you both have to face everyone soon.

"How are we going to tell them?" You meekly ask him, feeling the anxiety already.

He gently caresses your cheek with his knuckle, "I'll do the talking," he simply answers.

You overlap his body with yours and put your arm across his chest, "Can't we just stay here?" You innocently ask with a low laugh.

"We can stay a little longer," he consoles you with a kiss on your forehead.

As much as you want to stay, it's time to face the truth once more.

YOU: Last night was... special. The best night I ever had in the retreat. [smiles]

While holding Chan's hand, you wake slow walk on the way back to the villa, and meet everyone in the bedroom.

Everyone is looking a bit antsy even though they're still in their beds. They stop talking once they notice you're back from the private suite but they seem to be scared to ask the important question.

Chan gestures to you to sit on the sofa instead of on the bed next to the table where Lana is sitting still so prettily.

Before Chan can open his mouth and speak, Lana gets ahead of him, chiming on the table next to you.

"Last night, you faced your ultimate test," Lana skips the morning greeting and goes straight into business.

"As a couple, if you could refrain from breaking any retreat rules, the prize fund will be increased from $0 to $100,000."

You grimace at that because anything could happen at this point.

"However..."

Lola gasps at the mention of that word and hides behind the duvet. It's your turn to gasp as Lana calls your name.

"Even though you were successful in sexually arousing Chris, he was able to hold firm and respect the rules of my retreat."

Applause and cheers erupt from every corner of the room. You hate that Lana exposed you for what you did in the private suite but it won't stop you from celebrating as well.

"Which means that the prize fund now stands at $100,000," Lana updates.

More cheers and whistles are coming from everyone at the announcement that you both gained half of the total prize money back.

"I am so proud of you, babe!" Dani says to you.

You blow her a kiss as a token of gratitude and look at Chan, he's looking as proud as you are.

"This is what I call growth," Pierre comments with a smile.

"Yeah, that's true," Lola agrees.

Everyone gets quiet as Lana continues talking, "As a reward for showing restraint and putting the interest of the group above your own, you will be going on a date."

You turn to look at Chan and smile, feeling so proud of both of you. You look around the room and ask, "Can I hug him, now?"

They are all laughing before answering, "Yes."

You walk up to Chan and he welcomes you into his arms, holding you so tight while lifting you off your feet.

It feels good to do good and get rewarded for it, you lean close to murmur, "I'm so proud of you."

"I'm so proud of us," he says back with a kiss on your cheek.

YOU: The last few days have been so hard for us so I think we deserve this date and I'm just so excited [grins]

To be honest, Chan is nervous.

Yes, he's happy and excited for the date. What he's worrying so much about is the talk he'll be having with you and he wants to make sure that he gets his emotions across.

It's important that you know his feelings for you.

His face lights up as you walk toward him, he helps you board the boat to get to the other small island where the date will be.

"Gorgeous," he sweet compliments as he brushes your hair and tucks it behind your ear.

"Thank you, baby," you mutter and take his hand to hold it.

The two of you take a short walk to where the date has been prepared, a cute little picnic with a bottle of champagne chilled in a bucket of ice which Chan can easily pop open.

"Mmh... My man is so strong," you playfully praise him.

You take one of the champagne flutes so he can fill it for you, "What are toasting to?"

He thinks for a moment, "Mmh... for passing the ultimate test?"

You chuckle and nod in agreement, "For passing the ultimate test!"

You both clink your glasses together and take a sip of the bubbly wine.

CHRIS: We both know that we have a strong physical chemistry between us but I need to know if we have a strong connection as well. I want this to last.

The sun is slowly sinking into the horizon, painting the sky with stunning bursts of flaming gold colors.

Even Chan is here, in one of the most beautiful places he's ever been, he thinks that what makes it so special is because he's with you.

"Have you realized that it's been me and you since day one?" Chan asks.

You fix your hair and prop one hand next to you, "Yeah," you answer while nodding.

"We've been going through such... a long journey," he says, emphasizing how rough it has been for the two of you.

You nod again and softly laugh, "You know, with other people, I would push them away and keep moving forward. I never once in my life thought I would find 'that someone'."

This is why he's comfortable around you. He shares a piece and you share one piece of you too, it's never going one way with you. Everything is fair and he thinks this is what good communication is.

"As you know, the last relationship I had... it was ugly but in here, in this retreat, I learned how to confront my emotions and open up to someone," Chan shares his piece of him with you.

You're looking at him with eyes that match the soft smile on your face while tucking away the hair getting blown by the wind.

"Also, this retreat helps me put things into perspective," he continues, "I'm able to show sides of myself that I didn't know I had."

You take a sip of your drink and nod again, "Just like I said when people get into my space, I'd normally push them away."

You put your drink away before continuing, "But the fact that I met someone that I like... that makes me feel emotional and vulnerable."

Chan would be lying to say your words aren't making him feel the slightest bit emotional as well. He can feel the sincerity in your words, they are pure and heartfelt.

"I wonder if we're compatible moving forward in the outside world," you finish.

He takes your hand and holds it in the space between you and him. He then clears his throat before speaking.

"Now it's time where I can tell you and it would be wrong for me not to say this..."

His heart hurts as every bit of emotion is getting squeezed out of him into words but he wants to tell you everything, baring it out for you so you know his true feelings for you.

He looks into your eyes, it gives him the confidence to go on and say, "I genuinely do love you."

You close your eyes and break into laughter, it's not the reaction he hoped for but he waits for you to say something.

"I can't believe I came here and fell in love..." you say with a sheepish laugh.

You stare into his eyes and squeeze his hand as you say, "I love you too."

It feels like a ton of weight has been lifted off his chest. He thought he would be bound and confined the moment those words were out of his mouth, instead of that, Chan feels like he's been set free.

CHRIS: When I arrived here, I didn't mean to meet a girl and tell her I love her. I'm a changed man and it's because of her [smiles]

Seeing him happy makes you happy.

The happiness only doubled knowing that the feelings go both ways. Never in a million years have you ever thought you would be falling in love with a guy like him.

Chan is a gentleman, he's kind and sweet, he's very thoughtful and caring, and he has everything that you're not looking for in a man.

But he changed you and made you realize that you deserve a better man. Meeting him and being with him is a blessing like a star falls right onto your lap.

"I always told myself I'm better single and do my things, but with you, I feel safe, comfortable, and powerful at the same time," you let your thoughts out loud to him.

You swallow air to not let the tears get in the way of you speaking your heart out to him, "The best thing is, with you, I feel more reassured and that's something that rarely happens."

The way he's looking at you now is the most beautiful view you've ever seen and you want to imprint it in the back of your head. You also want to bottle this precious moment so you can treasure it for life.

Chan has been quiet for a moment then he lets out a sigh, "I feel like I've won the lottery," he says.

This has been a long journey but you're grateful that you come out of it together, stronger and on top of that, in love more than ever.

Both of your watches chime at the same time and you glance to confirm that it's green.

"Oh?!" You look at him with a surprised face.

Chan smiles and crawls over to you, "Thank you, Lana!" He shouts.

The kiss feels special and it's ultimately because this kiss marks the beginning of your relationship, the first one of many, and hopefully, the start of a long-lasting relationship.

YOU: I'm the... [squeals] I'm the happiest girl in the world [gleefully smiles]

Everyone else is already sleeping when the two of you decide to sneak out to have one final swimming lesson.

Again, it's not a lesson and you both promise to not spend any money. You're doing it as tonight is the last night of the retreat.

Nothing is going to change even when the show is over but it doesn't stop you from feeling sentimental about it.

"It's going to be weird not waking up next to you," you sadly say as Chan hugs you from the back.

He rests his head on your shoulder with his hands wrapped around your waist, "You'll be coming home with me, remember?"

You nod but what you actually meant is how the outside world would be different than here. We have the stupid rules here but everything is much simpler and happier here, you're afraid of losing it all once you step out of this retreat.

"I'm just glad we won back the money," you say, shifting it to a much brighter topic.

"Or else we wouldn't have money for our flights home," Chan jokes.

Your shared waves of laughter are making ripples on the surface of the pool water.

"Who is going to win the money though?" You ask in genuine curiosity.

Chan shrugs in response to your question, "Definitely not us," he says.

Considering that the two of you are the big spenders in the retreat, you wouldn't even dare to think that there's the possibility of winning the prize money too.

To be able to come home with a man you are deeply in love with is already a big win for you.

YOU: I don't care about the money. I got what I want, I got my man [smiles]

"Good morning, friends!" Lola cheerily greets everyone the second the lights turned on.

Staying up until late last night causing him to feel sleepy, he keeps sleeping with his head buried in the pillow. He can feel you slipping your hands around him to spoon him from behind.

"Morning, Channie baby," you softly call him by his Korean name.

He told you about it last night, the name only his family and his close friends are allowed to call him with that name.

You are, of course, more than allowed to call him that. It feels strange to hear it at first but he likes the sound of it, especially the affectionate tone you're using.

He takes your hand and kisses it, putting it close to his chest as he tries to get a few more minutes of sleep. The sound of the melodic chime is enough to make him refrain from going back to sleep.

"Good morning, everyone!" Lana greets, sounding exceptionally kind even though she speaks in the same robotic voice.

"Morning, Lana darling!" Claire replies with a cracked voice.

"Welcome to the last day of the retreat," she announces.

Everyone sadly groans which is quite shocking compared to the first day of the retreat, now everyone is not wanting to leave.

His head snaps at you and it reminds him to soak up every minute left in this retreat with you.

"I will be announcing who the finalists are shortly," Lana further announces.

Everyone's ears perk up at the announcement, finalists in 'plural', which means there is more than one candidate to win the prize money.

Everyone else is secretly guessing who's going to win it but with his bad record, Chan chooses to sit back and wishes everyone the best of luck.

"It's the last day!" Luke remarks, still in disbelief of it.

"Let's make it the best one!" Dani adds as she yawns into her hand.

"And let's spend the whole money today," Chan jokes even though he's slurring his words.

"Funny, Aussie boy!" Jace says as he tosses a cushion at him.

CHRIS: I fully trust that Lana will choose the right person to win the money and I'm okay that I'm not it, Lana, I have no hard feelings [laughs]

"It's the last day so I'm going to wear the tiniest bikini."

Chan hears what you're saying since he's in the dressing room to take something out of his closet.

"Oh my, Gosh!" He responds to what you're saying.

You're chuckling and look at him as he stands across the room, "I'm putting another test on you."

He walks over to your chair and puts his hand around your neck, that way he can angle your head as he pleases. He attacks one side of your face with small kisses.

"Stop being so cute," Claire says as she hollowed her cheeks to apply some colors to them.

"Yeah, stop it before you spend some money," Alicia playfully adds.

Chan lets you go because he needs to go to the bathroom to style his hair, he finds Jace in there, putting his long blond hair into a small bun.

"Who do you think is going to win?" He asks.

It's the third time someone asked him the same question and he'll remain diplomatic about his answer, "Whoever wins I'll be happy for them."

Jace respects his answer and does not further press him to give a name but Chan gets curious about his answer.

"Who do you think?" He turns the table to him.

Jace sits on the edge of the tub and watches as Chan combs his hair in front of the mirror on the sink.

"I think it's you, Aussie boy."

Chan snorts in response, he figures that Jace wants to entertain him with his answer.

"Hey, the one who made a lot of mistakes is the one that is most improved," he defends his answer, proving that he's actually serious about his answer.

"Yeah, nah, I don't think it's me, mate," he refuses his answer to entertain the idea that he has a chance to win it.

"That's just my opinion," Jace says with a nonchalant shrug.

CHRIS: If it were up to me, I think everybody would win here but it's not, it's up to Lana. [Shrugs]

It's the time in the cabana again.

You're sad that it's going to be over soon but God! You're so glad that soon you'll not be hearing that melodic chime again. It's like hearing a soundtrack to a horror movie.

"Hello, everyone!"

"Hey, Lana," you reply, suppressing your anxious groan coming out of your mouth.

"I have been collecting data since you arrived and have now conducted my final analysis," Lana informs.

You can't tell what everyone is feeling right now, it's a mix of anticipation, anxiety or relief, sadness or happiness, everything is there.

"As you are aware, there was a prize fund of $200,000 allocated to aid your development."

You wince at the mention of the word 'was' and it brings back your not-so-finest moments in your head.

"The prize fund stands at $100,000."

"Whoo!" Lola whoops, "That's a lot of money, baby!"

"And it was very hard to gain," Chan playfully comments, sending everyone into laughter.

"Like literally," he adds.

You cover his mouth with your hand to stop him from embarrassing himself more and let Lana continue.

"There are three places in the final."

Now everyone is assessing each other for their possibilities to win the money. You're definitely not going to make the cut with how much you spent in the retreat.

YOU: It's clearly not going to be us. We're the antagonists in this show [chuckles]

"Following my rules alone isn't enough to win. The finalists are those who have shown personal growth during their time at the retreat."

Oh, wait? Personal growth?

If we're talking about personal growth, everyone can see how much Chan has grown since the first day of the retreat. People would think that it's a biased opinion but you believe that Lana sees it, or you hope so.

"The first finalist is..."

You're secretly praying that Chan's name gets called, it's not much about winning, he deserves to be in the final with the journey he's been through in this retreat.

"Pierre and Alicia."

It's kind of expected and everyone is clapping for them because they deserve it. You watch as they're hugging each other and looking so cute it makes you cooing adorably.

"The second finalist is..."

You continue to pray in your heart for one name to be called by Lana, you even have your hands clasped together and close your eyes as you deeply wish for it.

"Jace and Lola."

Again, everyone is clapping because they're genuinely made for each other, they complement each other in a way like no other.

"The third and final finalist is..."

For the last time, you wish and pray as hard as you can in your heart. You never wished for something this badly so for the first time in your life, please let—

"Chris."

Your mouth hangs open in response while he pulls you into a hug. You're at a loss for words for a moment until he pulls away from the hug.

You get teary as you see him standing up to take his place on the final, feeling so proud of him and the man he has become.

"Pierre and Alicia, Jace and Lola, Chris, one of you will walk away with $100,000."

Chan offers his hand at you so you can hold it while he's standing up in front of you. You can't fight the tears that are already pooling in your eyes.

"And the decision will be made by the remaining guests."

"Oh, my God!" You quietly gasp while dabbing the tears in the corner of your eyes.

"Will the shortlisted guests please leave the cabana while the voting takes place," Lana orders.

Chan bends down to hug you since he has to leave. He presses a long kiss on your cheek and caresses your cheek, "I'll see you soon, yeah?"

You nod with a smile, "Okay."

YOU: Oh, I don't care if people think that I am being biased but I saw his growth, every day in this retreat. My vote is going to Chris.

The dressing room is crowded because everyone is getting ready for the last party in the retreat. Everyone is wearing white per the dress code announced by the staff.

Chan pulls you to the bedroom to have some alone time before he gets to be separated from you because the finalists have their special entrance to the party.

He sits down at the end of the shared bed and then pulls you down onto his lap.

"I can't believe that I'm one of the finalists, it's... mad!" He says in disbelief.

You put your hands around his neck and look at him, "You deserve it, baby."

He takes a deep breath as though he was swimming in deep water. He then runs his hand in your hair and affectionately brushes your hair.

"Whatever happens, I'm happy, I'm winning," he says.

You nod.

"I'm going home with a girlfriend," he shyly says with his dimpled smile.

That gets you flustered as well and it seems like it has just sunk in you that you're dating him now, "oh, shoot, I have a boyfriend now," you say with a shocked laugh.

He hugs you as you both laugh at the sudden realization, he buries his head in your neck to drink in the scent that gives him a sense of comfort.

He allows his hands to trace down your sides and adores every curve of it, "Mmh... You look stunning tonight," he praises.

"Spin for me," he demands.

You get off his lap and elegantly raise your hands above your waist before spinning around on your feet to show him the whole look.

"Do you like it?" You ask.

"Oh, love it!" He answers with a dramatic, overwhelmed eye roll.

You sit on his lap again and let him rest his head on your chest, on the soft mounds of your clothed breasts. There are only hours left until the retreat ends but his hands are already getting impatient as they're teasing the zipper of your dress.

"Can't wait to take this off of you tonight," he murmurs with his lips grazing your cleavage as he speaks.

You're lowly humming in response and cradle his head close to your chest, "Anything you want," you tell him.

Those words are sending his mind wandering off and away from his head. He's not thinking about the money at all, all he can think about are the things he wants to do to you.

"You can do anything you want later," you say again with your fingers softly scratching the back of his hair.

"Now that's a real prize," he says with an enthusiastic smile.

CHRIS: Winning or not, I'm leaving in love [smiles]

You sit next to Claire and Nick as the rest of the guests are waiting for the finalists to come and join the party.

"It's sad, isn't it?" Dani says with a sad smile from the other bench.

"It's coming to an end, yeah," Claire shares with a pout.

You've been meaning to not feel sentimental about it but now everyone is feeling the same way, you can't help but have your say about it.

"It's bittersweet, you guys," you say.

Everyone is nodding in agreement and Luke initiates a toast to start the last party in the retreat. The talk continues with everyone sharing their memories here, happy, sad, or funny ones, also everything in between.

Mac has to abruptly stop talking as the finalists are about to enter.

A round of applause welcomes all five of them. First is Pierre and Alicia, and following behind them are Jace and Lola. Last but not least is your number one man, Chan.

You scoot on the bench to make space for Chan to sit on and welcome him with a hug.

"Missed you," you murmur even though you have only been separated from each other for less than an hour.

He caressingly kisses your cheek and puts his arm around you, you reckon he needs the comfort from how nervous he looks right now.

"Got all my fingers crossed for you," you whisper to him.

"Yeah?"

"Uh-huh!" You answer without a beat and grin at him.

You hold his face by the jaw and place a kiss right on his dimple, hurriedly wiping the lipstick mark with your thumb after.

The melodic chime comes from the cone and it's going to be the last you hear of her, Lana.

"During your time at the retreat, I have observed you all commit to the process, acknowledge your failures, and show significant change."

You nod and smile, "Thank you, Lana!" You sincerely say from the bottom of your heart.

"The time has now come to announce the winner of the $100,000 prize."

You put your heads together and hold each other's hands on his lap, letting go of everything all at once, and no matter what happens, you are happy with each other.

"Pierre and Alicia, Jace and Lola, Chris, please stand!" Lana orders.

YOU: At the end of the day, I'm leaving as a changed person and I'm in a relationship with a man I love. And that's something I have never imagined in a million years. [Brightly smiles]

Chan isn't that optimistic he would win the money.

Yet he feels so nervous Chan has to take a deep breath before getting up from his seat without letting go of your hand.

"You got it, baby," you mutter to him with a squeeze on his hand.

He peers over his shoulder to look at you and flashes you a grateful smile.

"Your fellow retreat guests have voted," Lana continues with the announcement.

Chan looks at the other finalists, at Jace and Lola, and the other way, at Pierre and Alicia. He never thought he would be considered as one of the finalists, he's still in denial about it.

"The person in third place is..."

His heart is beating faster and faster he starts to wonder if he's going to have a cardiac arrest.

"Jace and Lola," Lana announces.

Chan's head snaps in the direction of Jace and Lola who are embracing and congratulating each other despite they do not win the money.

CHRIS: I'm on the top two... [deeply inhales] not expecting this at all. If I win, it wouldn't be my own because she played a big part in my growth in the retreat.

Lana doesn't give him time to relax as she continues to the next announcement.

"Pierre and Alicia, Chris, one of you has been chosen to check out of the retreat with the prize fund."

He squeezes your hand in his hand hard enough that his knuckles turn white. He needs it, he needs something to hold on to.

"The winner who will be leaving with $100,000 is..."

Who doesn't want that much money? But honestly, it's not going to be a loss if he didn't win it. It's been one hell of a journey and an emotional one, he made friendships and experiences of a lifetime here.

"Pierre and Alicia."

He did end up not winning the money but he doesn't feel like losing at all. He's reeling from it and only aware of himself when you hug him so tightly.

CHRIS: Couldn't be happier for Pierre and Alicia.

YOU: [Nods] Yep, they definitely deserved it.

"Congrats, you two!" Chan takes his turn to congratulate the winning couple.

"So happy for you, man!" He says as he gives Pierre a big hug.

The celebration continues with them popping open bottles of champagne and spraying everyone with it. You hide behind Chan as Pierre is aiming the bottle at both you and him.

"You're dripping!" You exclaim, seeing his face sticky and wet with white wine.

You help by wiping it with the back of your hand while he brushes his hair to the back.

Chan looks around and sees that everyone is having fun and happy, there's nothing he wishes more than his. It's a memory he'll treasure for life.

Everyone settles back to their seats as Lana has one announcement left.

"Your time at the retreat is over and therefore, the rules no longer apply."

Chan is turning to you but you're looking the other way, you walk over to the other side and he sees that you're coming over to someone.

Chan and Luke can only laugh as you share another kiss after the retreat ends with Dani.

Luke has to pull Dani away from you to not let the kiss continue while Chan pulls you from behind.

"Okay, that was hot," He says with an impressed smile.

He puts his arms around you and pulls you close, "But it's my turn now."

You giggle at him and waste no time to kiss him, opening your mouth to let him kiss you deeper, relishing the craving he has for the taste of your lips.

CHRIS: We never thought we'd get this far.

YOU: [Nods] Yeah.

CHRIS: [Looks at you] I'm proud of you.

YOU: [Shyly smiles] And I'm so proud of you!

The sounds of the fireworks going off startle you and you both turn around to see them lighting up the sky in bright, colorful sparks.

He's hugging you from behind as everyone else is also watching the wondrous view. His heart feels full yet he wants more of it, he knows that the only way he can get more of it is by sharing it.

Chan brings his mouth close to your ear and says, "I love you."

You turn around to look at him with a confused look on your face, "I'm sorry what?"

It's the explosive sounds of the fireworks and the music playing that make it hard for you to hear what he said the first time.

He raises his voice a little louder and says again, "I love you."

"What?" You raise your voice even louder than him against the constant explosion in the distance.

Chan laughs because it reminds him of the first day you met. He can tell you're not pretending to not hear it this time, he tries again by pressing his mouth close to your ear with his hands cupping around his mouth, "I love you!"

You coo at him in response and turn around to face him, "I love you too."

He captures your lips in one long, lingering kiss and lets out everything in him, freely and intensely. He's not afraid to let go now because he knows that's the only way to love you fully.

And no one can stop him, not now, not ever.

CHRIS: No more Lana. No more rules.

YOU: [Looks at Chris] And that means...?

CHRIS: Get in here!

YOU: [Kisses Chan] [Moans]

CHRIS: [Let go of the kiss] [Looks at the camera] Can I go now? Cause she needs to be f—

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9th member! Liking changbin and constantly complimenting him/his rapping and his muscles but he doesn't realise it untill the guys point it out?

macho man

changbin x ninth member!reader

genre: fluff

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summary: the other members help you in your quest to showing changbin your true feelings

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CHANGBIN'S MASTERLIST

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"Felixxxx, I don't get why he doesn't see it," you groaned, hands over your face as you flopped down on the sofa next to him in the practice room. Your music was blasting from the speakers so you weren't worried about the sole occupier of your thoughts hearing your stresses.

"Y/Nnie, you just need to tell him," Felix patted your head sympathetically.

"It's not that easy! How do I know if he likes me back?" your voice was muffled by the leather of the sofa, yet he still heard you.

"I think you need some wingmen to help you, my dear Y/Nnie," Felix proposed his idea, and you could hear the smirk in his voice.

Phase 1: Compliments

"Woah Binnie, your arms are looking big these days," you commented as you laid down on the floor next to him in the room provided backstage at Music Bank.

"Ah, you think so?" Changbin smirked slightly as he flexed his arm, scrolling on his phone at the same time.

"Oh definitely," you said, feeling a bit disheartened that he didn't take the hint.

"What about my arms?" Han fake pouted, standing in front of the two of you.

"Yeah! Or mine?" Seungmin goofily posed too, tensing his arms, winking at you subtly.

"No, Changbin's the strongest for sure!" you brushed them off, which made him turn to you with a smile.

"I'm the strongest yeah? Let's have an arm wrestle, Y/Nnie," Changbin shoved your shoulder playfully, and out of the corner of your eye you saw Han and Seungmin nodding encouragingly.

"Fine, but I bet I'll win," you tease, thinking back on when Hyunjin said you should be playful in your flirting, hoping it would work, or at least rile him up.

"Sure, give it your best try," Changbin fake cooed at you, which you couldn't deny made you blush slightly, and your hands connected.

"Let me be the judge! I'll count you in, 3, 2, oh wait!" Felix sat down in front of you, "Changbin you need to move closer so it's fair."

You didn't know where that logic came from, and Changbin didn't seem to either, but you weren't complaining. At least you got to be closer to him before he slammed your hand down against the floor, cheering victoriously.

"I'm not shocked you won," you pout at the smug man in front of you.

"Neither am I," he shrugged, before returning to browsing tiktok on his phone.

Dammit. It didn't completely work, but you felt closer to him with your intentional flirting.

Phase 2: Physical Contact

"Two big Binnie arms wrapped around one Y/N works perfectly, the girl math is mathing," you nod excitedly at the idea from Minho that more physical contact would be a good idea.

"Right, ok, enough of that weird internet language, just listen to my advice, yeah?" Minho rolled his eyes at your hyper self who was sat across from him in the lounge.

"Plus, Changbin loves cuddles, I'm sure he'll say yes," Chan added, trying to make you feel more relaxed at the idea.

"Ok, ok, I can do this," you nodded to yourself and nearly facepalmed. Why were you getting so worked up about a cuddle? You've hugged him before, it wasn't unusual, but now you knew there was a different sentiment behind it. You noticed your feelings for Changbin for a while now, the way he always made you feel safe, made you laugh, knew how to comfort you when you was upset. He was just all round an amazing person. You loved the way that when he smirked only the right side of his mouth would rise. You loved the way he would clap his hands after giggling. You loved the way his voice would go deep and husky when he rapped.

"Y/Nnie?" Changbin waved a hand in front of your face.

"Huh? Yeah?" you jumped in your seat, looking up the hunky man who was snug in a grey hoodie. His fluffy black hair was covering his eyes slightly, round glasses perched on his nose.

"You good? I asked you a question but it's like you were in your own world?" he gently tilted your head up to face him.

"Oh, um, yeah, um," you malfunctioned, blinking in an empty way.

"Move up then haha," he nudges you and laughs as he plonks himself down next to you on the sofa, tugging a blanket over himself.

You shudder in nervousness, but it seems to play in your favour.

"Oh, you cold? Here have some blanket too," Changbin noticed your shivering body and tugged the blanket over you too, naturally shuffling closer to you, your legs touching.

"Cuddle?!" you suddenly blurt out loudly, immediately shrinking into yourself after.

"Haha," he laughed at you, "yEs?!" he said in the same tone, meeting your energy as he wrapped an arm around you and your head rested comfortably on his chest. It rose up and down gently, lulling you into a more comfortable and relaxed state as you watched a movie with him and the others. Jeongin smirked at you from across the room, chuckling lightly to himself.

The movie soon ended, and were snug in the arms of your crush. Oh, yes, the girl math certainly was mathing. The rest of the boys had dispersed to their rooms and you thought this was your moment.

"Hey, um, Changbin, I-"

"I'm sorry you can tell me in a second I just really need to pee right now," Changbin shuffles out from underneath you and rushes away to the bathroom and you sigh. Apparently this wasn't the moment.

Phase 3: Confess

"It's not going to work, the last time I tried he ran away," you sighed, laying in your bed next to Jeongin.

"Yeah, because if he didn't move when you told him you had a crush on him, he would have peed. On you. That would have been so traumatising, Y/Nnie," Jeongin laughs at you, making you see some sense.

"I knowww, but just... when will he realise? You and the boys have been dropping hints for ages and-"

"Hey, Y/N I was going to," Changbin knocked at your open door, but then stopped when he saw you laying down next to the maknae. "I was going to ask if you could help with something, but I can see you're busy," he frowns.

"No! Umm it's nothing, what's up, Binnie?" you sat up, observing his soured mood and downcast gaze.

"I was wondering if I could talk to you? Changbin asked, to which you and Jeongin nodded. "Privately."

Jeongin got the hint and left the room, patting his hyung on the shoulder as he left.

"Here, come sit," you nodded to next to you, and Changbin sat down.

"I have something to... ask you about," Changbin tentatively intertwined his pinkie with yours.

"Me too," you breathed out.

"You go first."

"No, you, you said first."

"But you seem nervous."

"Nervous? Me? Never... you go first Changbin," you convinced him, and he sighed, letting out a little laugh.

"Ok, fine. Ummm, do you, like, me?" Changbin turned to look at you, yet you couldn't make eye contact back with him.

"And what if I said yes? What would happen then?" you bit your lip nervously, pulling your hands closer to yourself, the little contact you had with each other breaking apart.

"Then I'd say... I was an idiot for not noticing the signs. And, and, I'd say that I like you too, I really do," Changbin rushed out, grasping both your hands this time, making the braver move.

"You do?" you look up into his eyes, your faces inching closer and closer.

"I do," he lips meet yours, the passion and love filling your senses as your lips mould together before you both pull back.

"Haha, wow," you giggle giddily to yourself.

"We just kissed, and now you're giggling?" Changbin pushes your shoulder playfully.

"Can't help it, I've had a crush on you for so long now," you mean against him, arms hugging his muscly arm.

"I wish I knew sooner, I wouldn't have kept you waiting for so long," Changbin delicately placed a kiss into your hair.

"It's ok, I don't mind, I'm quite happy as we are now," you smile fondly at him, and the two of you sat like that for a while, both content in knowing that your feelings were clear with each other.

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ppnuggiex · 9 months

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Howdy! I saw requests were open, but if not then please do ignore this one!

It's kinda crack? But mostly angst to comfort, essentially something goes wrong in reader's alchemy class and they get hit by an extremely strong spell that makes it seem as if they're dead, but really they're just in a super deep sleep. So once the spell wears off, they wake up right in the middle of their own funeral cuz everyone thought they were dead. Gender neutral pronouns for the reader with riddle, kalim, malleus and floyd as the love interests! In headcanon format as well pretty please!

　　　　　　TWST x gn reader

　　　　『　riddle ,, kalim ,, malleus ,, floyd ,, gender neutral reader 』

　　-> reader gets hit w/ heavy deep sleep spell n characters think theyre dead

　　— fluff ,, sfw ,, crack ,, a bit of angst

　　— this ended up being a little more on the humorous side 😭

- kalim

| • hes so distraught ,, hands on his head as he freaks out and shakes you violently . jamil finds out and facepalms . mr crewel told him nothing was wrong ,, to just give you time but kalim couldnt .

| • he swore you had died ,, and because of that he done held a big fancy funeral . he done invited all the dorms and everything .

| • you woke up when he was in the middle of talking about how you were such a nice and loving partner ,, how he wished you didnt have to die this soon .

| • get this man a tissue bc he starts bawling when you whip that coffin open .

- riddle

| • hes a bit more calmer than kalim in this situation ,, taking care of you whilst you sleep . but he always felt like something was off .

| • that was until one day he went to check up on you ,, your skin was oddly cold and he couldnt feel your breathe or see your chest move when you did breathe .

| • he may or may not have panicked at that point ,, checking your pulse and not feeling anything .

| • riddle thought the spell done killed you then ,, after all you didnt have any sort of resistance to magic so it was a possibility .

| • cue him tending your funeral and trying his best not to start crying in front of all those people .

| • you were his partner ,, his life and joy and now youre gone . or so he thought until you threw that coffin door open and smacked the person speaking right in the face .

| • and standing up in the coffin and falling face first out .

- malleus

| • bro acted the same as kalim . he did not stop to think about checking your pulse or anything . his immediate reaction was that you died . and all the sudden it started to rain very hard .

| • he starts acting like a child who lost his mom ,, panicking and shaking your body as much as he could .

| • then he pulls out some shakespeare typa shit ,, going on about how woe is me ,, my beloved hath died ,, taking from his grip as your soul was dragged away from him .

| • he has a small funeral for you ,, ready to speak for you when a miracle happens .

| • you awaken !! malleus is so shocked he gets a little teary eyed ,, running over and making sure youre okay before getting all baby girl .

| • in the end you walk out carrying him bridal style whilst sebek is fretting over his image .

- floyd

| • he thought this was one of those pranks people do to their pets . where you record yourself pretending to be dead to see what your cat does or something .

| • so he kinda ,, kicked you a few times and is all like ,, wake up shrimpy this isnt funny .

| • then jade has to break the news of the possibility you mightve been struck too harshly by the potion and maybe youre just ,, yknow ,, passed on .

| • floyd refuses to believe it ,, you couldnt have left him . you wouldnt do that to him . you wouldnt abandon him like that .

| • as much as he hates to admit it ,, he definitely cried a bit that night . he shows up for the funeral ,, still in disbelief youre dead .

| • but boooyy is he whipped when you ended up being asleep . he doesnt care who’s there ,, he runs over and rips you out that coffin so fast .

| • blames you for worrying and leaving him ,, and makes you promise not to do something like that again .

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milaisreading · 11 months

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Toddler sized manager

Warnings ⚠️: u all don't take this seriously, I just had this idea at 3 am and had to write it down. Reader uses she/her. Requests are open

Pt 2 Pt3 Pt4

⚽️Blue lock belongs to:Muneyuki Kaneshiro and Yusuke Nomura⚽️

"It's 7.30 already.... why is she still asleep?" Anri wondered as she ran to (Y/n)'s room. Today was an important day in Blue Lock, since the coaches from other teams would be there, so having one staff member missing will be a big issue. The issue will become even more bigger if the missing staff member was also the manager. Both Anri and Ego were worried as to where (Y/n) was, since she wakes up at 6 am and now she is over an hour late.

"And I told Chris (Y/n) will bring him the papers... now what?" Anri groaned as she knocked on (Y/n)'s door. The woman waited for a moment for the girl to answer, but nothing came.

"What?" Growing worried, Anri slowly opened the door and looked inside. Everything looked normal at first and the woman thankfully found (Y/n) sleeping in her bed, but... something looked off.

'Did her head get smaller?' Anri wondered and went over to (Y/n)'s bed.

"(Y/n), wake up. It's already 7.30 and you need to help Chris out today." The woman started, throwing the bedsheets off of her. Anri sighed and opened her eyes, only find something that nearly caused her to scream. In bed was someone who looked like (Y/n), same hair, same skin color, same face shape, nose, but... the body was much smaller, resembling one of a 3-year-old.

'Who is this lost child?!' Anri watched in horror as the child opened her eyes and looked up at the woman. The big, (e/c) eyes sealed the deal.

"EGO-SAN!"

Ego stared at the 3-year-old (Y/n) and she stared back at him. Anri had somehow managed to find clothes that would look normal on (Y/n) and brought the girl into the man's office. Surprisingly, the girl didn't scream at the sight of the man, instead she made grabby hands at him. Anri, finding the ordeal adorable, squealed and handed the girl to the reluctant man. This is what got him here, with a toddler looking up at him and Anri taking pictures of the scene.

"Anri, please stop that."

"No! This looks so adorable!" The woman pouted and continued taking a few more pictures.

"What are we going to do now? If her father hears this, he will want to take her back and we can't even explain how this happened." Ego said, tensing up as (Y/n) leaned against his chest.

"Dada..."

"Ahhh! This is adorable!!" Anri yelled as Ego fixed his glasses, face red from the embarrassment he was feeling.

"(Y/n), say that again. Please, I need it on tape!" The woman asked, holding the phone up to her.

"Am I the only one worried about-"

"Ego! Where is the manager? I need to ask her something." The black haired man groaned as Chris and Noel entered the room, only to freeze up at the sight of the child.

"Uh..." Noel stared as Chris looked between the adults. Silence fell across the room as (Y/n) stared back at the two, it looked like she remembered them, but at the same time she didn't.

"Dada..." She said again, pulling on Ego's tie.

"Did you and Anri do the thing?" Chris asked, earning a hit on the head from Noel as the two adults glared daggers at him.

"You are an imbecile." Ego facepalmed, tightening his hold on (Y/n) as he felt her move around too much.

"Are you out of your mind-"

"Mama..." Anri nearly fainted at (Y/n)'s words and she looked at the girl in shock.

'Mama?! She called me mama?!' The woman thought, having mixed emotions.

"No shaming here, if you did." Chris defended himself as Noel walked up closer to the desk, inspecting the kid a little more.

"No! This is (Y/n), I have no idea how and why this had happened. But I found her like this in he room. Why she is calling us dada and mama is beyond me." Anri explained as Noel tried to pick the girl up, earning a glare from Ego.

"Hands off." Ego warned, getting up from his seat.

"She clearly wants to be picked up." Noel argued as (Y/n) made grabby hands at him.

"I will kick you back to France personally, if you don't move away."

"Dada..."

"See?! She even calls me dada!" Noel argued, causing a even harder glare from Ego.

"I don't care, move!"

"Ahh! She would look adorable in one of those child sized Manshine jerseys! Can I dress her up?" Chris said happily.

"Over my dead body." Anri glared.

Now an argument between the four started, attacking the attention of Snuffy, Lavinho and Loki, who were nearby, in the process.

"Isagi! Now it's my turn!" The boy shook his head and tightened his grip around the girl. The Blue Lock team were in the training field doing everything but training. The boys were informed about (Y/n)'s situation, causing them to nearly cry when they saw the 3-year-old in Lavinho's arms.

Bachira was the first one to take (Y/n) from the man's arms and started playing with her hair. Rin, Reo and Otoya were up right next, all three crying at the girl's cuteness. Baro and Kunigami were struggling to keep themselves from blushing as (Y/n) ran up to and started at them in wonder. Clearly remembering their faces, but not the names.

Now it was Isagi's turn to hold her and he was past his time by now. 3 minutes and 45 seconds to be exact and yes, Karasu was counting.

"Come on, Isagi! Don't be like that! I want to hold her too!" Karasu said as Yukimiya joined in.

"Yeah, we all want our turn."

"Just a minute more!" Isagi glared as (Y/n) snuggled into his chest.

"See! Even she wants to stay here!" This caused the rest to glare daggers at him. She didn't do this to any of them.

"And this proves I am ger favorite." Isagi grinned. Hiori and Kurona kept quiet as the sat besides Isagi, patting the girl's head and playing peekaboo with her.

"These are my treasured possessions now." Nagi muttered as he took the 100th picture of her. Niko blushed at how adorable the girl was, patting her head from time to time.

"Can I get a picture that you took, Nagi?" Aryu asked the albino, who stopped what he was doing and looked at him.

"One picture is 10.000 yen." He said simply.

"That's robbery!" Aryu and Kunigami exclaimed in disbelief.

"Is it? It's baby (Y/n) we are talking about." Nagi stated, pointing at the girl, who was now in Chigiri's arms. The two stopped and looked at her.

"Maybe it's a fair prize." Aryu muttered.

"Yeah... 10.000 you said?" Kunigami asked, looking for his wallet.

Chigiri smiled as the girl played with his hair, smiling at how soft it was.

"So cute~ I could cry!"

Bachira made some silly faces at (Y/n), who giggled at them.

"This is so cute. Bachira, move away a little." Lavinho said, filming the whole moment.

"Haaa~" Gagamaru sighed happily as Chigiri handed the girl over to him, pouting that he had to let her go.

"Shouldn't she eat something? It's already noon." Snuffy interjected as he walked over to Gagamaru to take the girl.

"Good thought process, Snuffy. I lost track of tim- SHE YAWNED! And I have it on tape!" Lavinho said, pointing at the sleepy girl.

"Awww~ can I hold her too? I am good with kids!" Loki said.

"Aren't you still a kid, too?" Reo wondered, earning a side-glare from the French coach.

"Enough. I will bring (Y/n) to the dining room-"

"Can I bring her instead?" Niko asked as Baro and Aryu joined in.

"No, now shut up." Snuffy said as he moved the toddler away from Chris.

"Come on, I just want to hold her."

"No, you want to dress her in one of your Manshine shirts."

"Is that illegal now?" Chirs asked, a little offended.

"Yes." Snuffy and Lavinho simply answered but Nagi, Reo and Chigiri backed their coach up.

"Shouldn't she be wearing a Bastard München jersey? It is her team after all." Isagi spoke up, earning approving nods from Hiori and Kurona.

"Yeah! That would make more sense. We need a toddler sized one." Gagamaru said. Kunigami meanwhile took the opportunity to search for Noel. This statement from Isagi caused protests to erupt from Rin and Baro, who wanted her to wear a PXG or Ubers jersey instead.

Loki sighed and took the girl from Snuffy's arms as he kept denying Chris a chance to hold her.

"Let's get you to eat something." Loki smiled, earning a giggle from the girl.

"Mhmm!"

But before he could leave a familiar blond boy made his appearance, looking at the girl in amusement.

"Is that my manager? Noel told us she is tiny now." Kaiser laughed as he looked down at the girl. Loki groaned at his words and moved the girl away a little. (Y/n) stared at Kasier's face, a unfamiliar and uncomfortable feeling rising up inside of her.

"Kaiser, please move. (Y/n) needs to eat lunch now." The French boy said as the other boys sent daggers at the German. Kaiser ignored them and forcefully took (Y/n) out of Loki's arms and held her instead.

"Kaiser! Be more gentle, (Y/n) is a toddler now!" Snuffy scolded him.

"Also, that's not how you hold a kid." Chris said, seeing how uncomfortable (Y/n) was while being held by him.

"Lukewarm, give her to me. You will just break her bone or something." Rin threatened but Kaiser just sent him a smirk.

"Mhmmm..." (Y/n) let out a uncomfortable sound as she started tearing up.

"Kaiser! Give her to me!"

"You are just making her cry!" Baro and Yukimiya said, glaring at the blonde.

"I will go and call Noel." Loki said, but it didn't work on the blonde, instead he hugged her closer to his body.

"I think she will enjoy my company. She is just a little shy." Kaiser snickered. Tears started flowing down (Y/n)'s face, causing the coaches and the players to panic.

"Kaiser, I am killing you!" Isagi yelled as Hiori held him back.

"Just give her to me. I know how to deal with crying kids." Snuffy said.

"What's going on here? Is that (Y/n)? So she really is a little kid now." Ness spoke up as he walked up to the group. As if a switch was flipped, (Y/n)'s eyes widened at the sight of the magenta-eyed boy.

'Ahh! Pretty!' She thought, rubbing her eyes.

"Nothing major, just Kaiser being a dick." Chigiri rolled his eyes. Ness was about to speak up again, but was cut of by (Y/n).

"Nesss... Gimme." She said, trying to get out of Kaiser's hold and stretched her arms out to him.

The boys froze up at the scene, seeing (Y/n) for the first time act like this.

'She never went willingly to me!' They thought. Ness blushed a little as Kaiser sent him a death stare.

"Why does she want to go to you? (Y/n) look away, he is a loser." The blonde tried to argue, earning protests from the kid.

"Noo...Ness..."

Laughing, Chris and Lavinho started filming the scene as Snuffy told Kaiser to give her to Ness. After a while of protesting, the German gave in and allowed Ness to take her. (Y/n) giggled and and hugged the blushing boy tightly.

"Ness..." She kept on muttering.

"Now that she picked her favorite, let's get her some lunch. I will feed her while you can hold her, Ness." Lavinho said.

"Sure! I won't mind!" Ness smiled, rubbing the girl's back and tightened his hold on her.

"While we are at this... It's kind of adorable that Ness is the first one whose name she said." Chris butted in as Loki and Snuffy nodded their heads.

"Now that you said it, you have a point. Us she either called dada or Anri mama. The rest she didn't name."

This realization caused the boys to go into a frenzy. They either wanted to cry or murder Ness on the spot.

Meanwhile, the said boy was enjoying his time as (Y/n) kept muttering his name over and over, causing Kaiser to get even more jealous than he already was.

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werewolf-witchboy · 11 months

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Rodrick Heffley X male reader

You and Rodrick are both emo, dumb, and queer. 💀

This is shorter than what I usually post.

Also, for some reason every time I typed "Rodrick" it always autocorrected to "Rodriguez" lmfao. I tried fixing it every time it did that, so hopefully there aren't any leftover "Rodriguez's" that I didn't catch.

You can't help but find it funny that Rodrick's mom busted him for having a porno mag, you teased him about it for weeks.

However, what you've just found in Rodrick's closet was a lot harder to tease him about. You didn't even think you should mention that you found it, you debated on keeping it a secret forever.

Rodrick had asked you to run up to his room to grab another pair of drumsticks for him, which he said was in his closet.

The drumsticks were nowhere to be found, so you had to dig around a little. Instead you found another porno magazine- which wouldn't have even phased you honestly, only what shocked you is that it's a gay porno magazine.

Rodrick was the type to make jokes about himself being into dudes, but you didn't actually think he was. After all, he has been your best friend ever since you moved to Plainview at the beginning of your Freshmen year.

You've both been through so much together; struggling through all 4 years of highschool as the wild emo outcasts, graduating, and forming the Löaded Diaper! You've even come out to him and told him you like guys, so you didn't think he'd keep something like that from you.

Maybe it's not that big of a deal. He probably didn't even know he had a gay porno mag amongst all of his junk. For all you know, it could have been one of yours that you left at his place.

Then again...why would you bring one of your own porno's to someone else's house?

You must have been taking forever getting the drum sticks that you originally came for, because minutes later Rodrick came through the door.

"You find em'? I know my closet is a mess, but-" Rodrick froze when you bravely showcased the magazine instead of a pair of drumsticks.

"Let me guess...this isn't yours?" You teased, mocking what he told his mom about the other magazine.

Rodrick stood up straight and cleared his throat, then strode over to snatch your find away.

"It is mine. Not like you should be surprised."

Well now your brain is malfunctioning.

"Um I am a little surprised, considering my best friend never told me he also likes dudes!" You try not to sound hurt, but it was kind of hard to hide your frustration considering you told him everything.

Rodrick legitimately looked dumbfounded and you tried not to laugh through your pout.

"What do you think I mean whenever I say shit like 'Kellin Quinn is my dream guy' and 'I'd kiss you if you'd let me'?!"

Your eyeliner smudged eyes are probably buldgeing out of your head right now.

"Um...I thought they were jokes?" Even as those words are coming out of your mouth you felt kinda stupid. For as long as you've known Rodrick, he's always said stuff like that.

Anyone also knows that Rodrick is never subtle when it comes to flirting, so you should have probably known that all of the random pickup lines he's used on you were most likely serious.

Rodrick's mouth hung open. "So you're telling me that I've basically just been hitting on a brick wall for 5 years?"

"i'M sOrRy! You know I have low self esteem! Whenever people like me I never notice because I don't think people will ever like me!!" Words all blended together as you spoke in a fast panicked pace.

Rodrick quite literally facepalmed.

You're lucky your obliviousness is cute or else he'd pumble you for talking down about yourself.

"I don't even know what to say right now." Rodrick was lost for words.

You awkwardly fiddled with your fingers, still sitting on the floor of his room in front of the closet. "If it means anything, I've had a crush on you for almost as long as I've known you." You puffed your cheeks out, feeling them becoming warm, probably turning pink.

Rodrick choked on his own spit. "iF IT MEANS ANYTHING TO ME???? HELL YES IT DOES!! How the heck you have a crush on me of all people?!" You looked down at the floor, kinda shocked that he doesn't understand why you'd like him.

"You're literally a hot emo boy who wasn't mean to me when I moved here. I had nothing before I met you, and you took me on so many adventures and showed me so many new things. I'm glad I met you, and it was hard not to fall for you."

It felt like you ranted a little too much, probably spilled a little to much and made yourself seem like a bit of a lonely loser without Rodrick.

You got a little scared when he wasn't saying anything. Your gaze lifted from the floor to meet his calculating expression.

His reply was simply just "can we makeout?"

aNd oF cOuRse yOu sAid yEs, and he tripped over his own shoes when tried to tackle you on the floor. The two of you ended up tangled together in a heated makout session that felt so satisfying after pining over each other for 5 damn years. You're both so stupid I stfg lol.

#diary of a wimpy kid #doawk #rodrick #rodrick heffley #x reader #x male reader #male reader #sfw #mlm #rodrick x reader #rodrick x y/n #rodrick x male reader #rodrick rules

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ch1fxyuu · 5 months

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somebody to you ; 01

parts: 01. 02.

Itadori Yuji.

Your longtime crush. Your childhood sweetheart.

When he introduced you to his newest friends, Megumi and Nobara, your heart warmed up at how his eyes sparkled whenever he talked about them and how he ran up to them while grabbing your hand, overjoyed like a small kid.

Weeks turned into months, and months into years. Now, today, you planned on confessing your feelings to him. Little did you know, his spikey-haired friend, Megumi, kind of guessed that you liked Yuji. For a long time now.

Yuji had the purest heart you had seen, and though he was as warm as the sun and radiated his sunshine energy to everyone around, you knew he felt lonely. He had always felt like he had everything but the love of a family, with his grandfather gone as well, until he found a family in the company of his friends. You, were indeed special to him, but the boy was too oblivious to think and differentiate his feelings.

A bit too oblivious that his response to your confession left you dumbstruck.

"Really?"

The strawberry-haired boy looked at you with a grin on his face.

"I like you too, Y/N! You're the bestest of all best friends I've ever had! But Megumi and Nobara are close to my heart too.." He drifted off, glancing at the two who glared at him in shock.

Leaving you blinking in disappointment and embarrassment. The two others had the same reaction as you.

Was he trying to say he saw you only as a friend or was he dumb to not realize you were confessing to him?

'I shouldn't have said anything..' you thought.

"But you've a special place in my heart too, Y/N. You're a really good friend!"

Yuji flashed his teethy grin to you, while Megumi raised his hand to smack him from behind, as Nobara held back her urges to throw her purse at the dumb boy.

You sighed, looking away while you felt a tad bit disappointed. Clearing your throat, you bit your lip awkwardly. Embarrassed, and even more flustered due to his friends witnessing your awkward moment, you wanted to go home and question your choices today.

"I'll go home. I just remembered my mom telling me to grab some groceries on the way back. See you later," was all you said before awkwardly walking out of the scene, leaving behind a confused Yuji.

"Huh- okay, Y/N! See you tomorrow!" He gave you a big wave before turning around to face his friends.

"Fushiguro-"

Megumi immediately smacked his head with an irritated expression. "Are you stupid?" "What was that for- oi, Nobara!" Yuji grimaced as the said girl pinched his sides. He looked at the two with a stupidly innocent face. "What did I do?" "She confessed to you, you dimwit! And you threw off the entire confession! Did you really miss the point?" Nobara rambled, using her hands while she ranted for a dramatic effect. "She likes you more than just a friend, Yuji! She literally told you she liked you! She didn't mean that as a friend!"

"Eh?"

Yuji blankly stared at the two, while having the hood of his shirt dragged and held up by a silent Megumi, who had much to say but chose to glare at him instead.

"You mean she likes me?"

"That's what I'm saying!"

"You mean she LIKES me? Like, in that sense? Like a lovey-dovey sense? Y/N likes me like that?!"

Nobara sighed in exasperation.

Megumi facepalmed. "Yuji, do you like her back or not?"

His question made Yuji stop and think. Of all the times you had been a little too kind to him. All the instances where you'd put him first before yourself, and cared for him like he was your treasure.

When you gave up all your academic opportunities because you felt like Yuji deserved it more.

When you let him cry on your shoulder all night long after his grandfather's passing.

When he fell sick and you took two weeks off school to tend to him.

When you got the news of him eating strange things and all the weird incidents that took place in your school one night, the way you scolded him for his carelessness before breaking down in sobs, thankful that he wasn't hurt as badly as his two other friends.

Yuji had mistook all this for simple, 'friendly' concern and selflessness. Especially when you would get jealous whenever he got confessions from other girls, he thought you were just being protective of him as a friend.

Then, it hit him.

You had been liking him for a long way back, and even his friends knew, except for himself.

"Fushiguro, I.." He began, his words trailing off. He clenched his fists and ran off, escaping his friend's grip.

"I gotta go and tell her something! Sorry!"

Nobara squinted her eyes at the running man. "We need to follow him," she muttered, receiving a nod from the other side.

#itadori #jjk #itadori yuuji #yuji itadori #jujutsu kaisen #jjk x reader #itadori x reader #yuuji x reader #megumi #nobara #yuuji itadori #jjk itadori

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deathmetalunicorn1 · 9 months

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Ok, so reader is the daughter of Poseidon and Medusa, she’s going up against her father in ragnarok, he and the other gods didn’t know that she existed. She hates Poseidon and Athena for what they did to her mother and aunts. She has the powers of Medusa. And I think it’d be cute if her and Hercules got along. And if you can implement her saying ‘oh ya my brother is a horse with wings and I was born from my mothers decapitated head’ would be cool. Basically how would the Greek gods react to her?

-You cracked your knuckles, a slight glare in your sharp reptilian eyes, trying to keep yourself calm, not wanting to lose yourself to your rage just yet.

-Kojiro put a friendly hand on your shoulder and your snakes that made up your hair quickly stretched out to pepper him with kisses, making him laugh.

-He could see that you were fidgety, and for good reason, the two of your were partnered up to take on Poseidon and Athena in a doubles battle, and everything was telling you to take revenge for your mother and your aunts.

-Hercules approached from behind the both of you, “Y/N?” you turned, your eyes bright and sparkly, “Big brother!!” he grinned, catching you as you leapt into his arms. He had found you as a child and took you in, raising you after he found out who you were, finding you alongside your biological big brother, Pegasus.

-Hercules was initially hesitant on letting you fight as he and Kojiro could both sense your anger, wanting your revenge, but you were fighting it, trying not to lose yourself to your rage.

-Poseidon and Athena entered first, both looking annoyed at this competition, as it was pointless, as humans were always going to be weaker than gods.

-When Heimdall introduced the two of you, introducing you as the daughter of Poseidon and Medusa, the shock and outrage was very apparent all over the stadium, as none of the gods, save a few like Hercules and the Valkyrie, knew about you.

-Poseidon’s eyes were wide as you glared hard, your snakes flashing their red eyes at the both of them, he had no idea he had a daughter!

-Athena smirked over at you, trying to rile you up, “I had no idea that Medusa had a child.” You folded your arms across your chest, “Yeah, me and my brother were born after she was decapitated, after you raped her, and after you punished her instead of her rapist, the bastard standing next to you.”

-Even though you were his daughter biologically, you had no love for your father, and you didn’t give two shits about him.

-The crowds roared with outrage, many remember the truth with your mother, that Poseidon, a god, raped your mother, a human priestess, and instead of punishing the man who raped her priestess and defiled her temple, Athena punished your mother, turning her into a monster.

-Their embarrassment was very apparent, getting called out by both humans and some gods, angry at their actions. Kojiro was silent, holding onto one of your hands, keeping you grounded, his thumb stroking the back of your hand gently as you continued, “You really expected a human to be able to fight off a god? Why didn’t you help her? And you- why do you and that whore of a brother of yours think that you can take any woman you want just because you’re gods? You ain’t entitled to jack-shit!!”

-Kojiro was fighting off his laughter while Hercules was facepalming, even though he raised you with tons of love and care, you somehow had gotten quite the potty mouth.

-Poseidon grew angry at your insolence, as he demanded respect from you, despite not knowing you, while Athena was red faced, hearing the jeers all around her, many asking her the same thing, wanting to know why she didn’t save your mother instead of letting her get raped and then turning her into a monster.

-Zeus had a rather guilty look on his face, getting called out as well for his past romantic escapades, especially since he was getting called out by his niece that he didn’t even know existed.

-Kojiro went for Poseidon while you charged for Athena, holding one of your mother’s swords and she had to admit you were quite strong.

-She blocked a blow of yours after you managed to knock her down, sparks flying from the clashing of weapons and she looked up and instantly froze, seeing you in tears, your eyes narrowed in a glare, “Why didn’t you save her?!”

-Athena kicked you back, sending you head over heels before leaping to your feet, “You wouldn’t understand!” the two of you became the stars of the battle as you both went on the attack, “What wouldn’t I understand?! You just didn’t want to deal with handling your uncle defiling one of your temples! It was easier to blame and throw out the victim than deal with that fucker!!”

-She glared hard and threw you back again, closer to Poseidon who managed to knock Kojiro down and he charged for you, not to kill you, but to discipline you. You easily spun and delivered the mother of all bitch slaps across his face, feeling your mother and your aunts giving you strength, sending him flying back.

-As the two gods faded away about ten minutes later, Kojiro and you standing victorious, but instead of feeling satisfaction, tears were easily slipping down your cheeks, feeling anguish.

-Poseidon watched you until he disappeared completely, feeling remorse as he had never gotten to know you.

-Kojiro and Hercules held you tightly as you bawled into your partner’s chest, feeling nothing but more rage, it didn’t make you feel better, if anything it made you more upset. Hercules felt guilty as he stroked your cheek gently, dabbing your tears away again, as you spoke, “You were right, I don’t feel better!”

-He pecked your forehead gently, feeling the kisses of your snakes, “I’m sorry Y/N, but I knew you wouldn’t understand if you didn’t realize this yourself.” You nodded softly, sniffling again, closing your eyes as the one good thought came into your mind, that your father and that bitch Athena wouldn’t be able to hurt anyone ever again.

#record of ragnarok #ror x reader #ror poseidon #ror kojiro sasaki #ror heracles

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haveyouseenthisskeleton · 4 months

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>:)

S/o appears, dressed up nice for a date that skelly promised and forgot about until now. What will he do?

Undertale Sans - Uh oh. He plays it casually like he totally didn't forget, saying it's just his normal clothes because he hid the dating one under. Just give him a second. He teleports in his room and runs like his life depends on it to his closet, trying to find something to wear in an emergency. He can hear Papyrus in his head screaming at him for never noting everything and that one of these days he's not going to be here and he will mess up bad. Well guess what, Papyrus was right!

Undertale Papyrus - He looks at you in shock. Wasn't it tomorrow? He swears it was tomorrow. When he goes into the kitchen to check the time and realizes he messed up, he screams in panic and runs to his room to change. Thank god he still prepared what he was going to wear three weeks before so he's fine in the hand. He clearly knew it was today!

Underswap Sans - .... Ah. He starts to sweat profusely, looking more and more distressed as you keep saying you two are going to have a lot of fun tonight. He forgot to book the reservation because he had too much work this week, and he forgot to tell you you should probably do that another time. He has no idea how he's going to save this honestly. He will completely improvise your date lol.

Underswap Papyrus - He has a sudden rise of anxiety and decides it's better to faint right here right now than assume in front of you he totally forgot your date. Good luck with that.

Underfell Sans - He is completely oblivious, flirting with you and commenting on your choice of clothes. That's only when you ask him after some time if he's ready to go that his smile suddenly disappear in horror. Oh shit. Uuuuuuh.... He's not sure how to tell you he completely forgot.

Underfell Papyrus - His eyes widened in shock seeing you. You widened even more as he suddenly rips off his clothes to reveal his dating clothes he was obviously wearing under his regular clothes. Ok, maybe he didn't have to rip off his clothes, but he panicked a little.

Horrortale Sans - Oopsie. He forgot. He just apologizes and goes to change. He's not sure where you were supposed to go though, and you quite realize it after he takes you to twenty different locations, watching your reaction to find out which one is the good one lol.

Horrortale Papyrus - He acts like he didn't forget at all, but he cooked dinner and kinda put everything on the table already so that's quite a big indicator. He pretends it's all for Oak but Willow literally cooked for 20 people so... Yeah, he's defeated. Sorry he forgot...

Swapfell Sans - He looks at you, then raises an eyebrow. "you're getting out tonight?" "Yes? With you? Like we planned last week?" ..... Nox freezes, then cough and sit straight. "of course i knew that." He's lucky he always dresses nicely or you would swear he's lying.

Swapfell Papyrus - He's lying on the couch, stuffing his ribcage with rubber chicken. He stares at you weirdly, but keeps doing it. You cross your arms. "You're not forgetting something?" He looks at you, confused. "no, i stuffed all 120 in there." "What?" "what?" You facepalm. Rus still has no idea what you're talking about though.

Fellswap Gold Sans - "IT'S TOMORROW." He's in denial and he refuses to say he forgets, so he acts like it's your fault and that you're too early. He won't give up with his bullshit. He organized the date, he knows when it's happening and it's tomorrow, now leave him alone.

Fellswap Gold Papyrus - "Are you ready to go out?" "... go out? like, outside the house? why?" "Our date?" He stares at you in complete silence. You try to wave in front of his face, he's not reacting anymore. Coffee crashed...

#undertale #underswap #underfell #horrortale #swapfell #fellswap gold #sans #papyrus #undertale ask blog #undertale asks #undertale imagines #undertale headcanons

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magicdefendorwolf · 1 year

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Matchmaker

Characters:Yanqing(x reader),Jing Yuan(the matchmaker)

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So,i think it is quite clear to everyone that Yanqing is inexperienced when it comes to love

So of course he would assume that the way his heart flutters around you,the way he often longs for your presence,how he cant help but be nervous around you,and the slight stutter in his words when talking with you is just because he respects you alot as a friend and didnt want to mess up around you

Yeah thats why, totally why

Right?

Or atleast thats what he thought,until in a conversation with Jing Yuan

Now there are two possible ways in which the topic may have come up

The first one is if Jing Yuan brought you up because he noticed how Yanqing was crushing on you,or Yanqing somehow brought you into the conversation

Nethier way they're talking about you,and Jing Yuan points out the big crush Yanqing has on you

"Oh yeah her,she's a great person,no wonder you have such a big crush on her" Jing Yuan would say with a chuckle at the end

And of course Yanqing would be shocked and quick to deny itwhile also blushing

"What?! I dont have a crush on her,she's just an amazing friend is all. Why would you think that?" Yanqing would reply confused,like he had said the most absurd thing ever

Then Jing Yuan would start listing all of the reasons to him

And Yanqing would be quick to deny each one

Oh he's nervous around them? No he's just afraid of messing up infront of such a respectable person. He blushes whenever their faces are a tad bit too close? Well of course they're in each other's personal space how could he not? He always wants to be in her presence? She's just an amazing friend is all

Every single reason Jing Yuan would list Yanqing would deny,like,what are you trying to become Yanqing? Adrien Agreste 2.0?

Anyways,after a big amount of convincing and explaining from Jing Yuan he would finally consider it,and when he finally realises he's got a crush on you he's going to turn into a tomato

Jing Yuan would just chuckle with a soft smile,oh but he would definetly push Yanqing to confess,after all,he isnt as blind as his adopted son,he sees the way you reciprocrate his son's feelings

Of course Yanqing wouldnt want to at first in fear of rejection,but with some pushing from Jing Yuan he would finally agree to confess to you

And here is where the adventure begins

You see Yanqing is a big bundle of nerves,the usual extroverted and confident sunshine suddenly becomes the shiest man on the planet,its like he did a full 180°

And you dont understand why he's suddenly so nervous around you?

Like yesterday he was his usual sunshine self

So he approached you and asked you to meet at a spot you two usually went to to hang out,so you agreed,but afterwards you were quick to catch his wrist so he wouldnt basically sprint away so you could ask him what happened with him??

He would turn around trying to conceal his nervousness and tell you he'll explain when you meet up

And then poof,he was gone,sprinted away

And you stood there dumbfounded thinking you had done something wrong

And Jing Yuan who was watching from a far facepalmed at the scene,he made a mental note to lightly scold Yanqing about this later

But anyways,moving on

When you finally met up at the agreed spot Yanqing was nervous,again,and gave you a small greeting

Then he decided it was time to confess

"I like you" he'd say hoping you would get the hint

"I like you too,you're a great friend! But are you alright?"

"No! I like like you!" He'd say,his nervouseness mixing with furstration

Seeing that your expression said nothing but confusion and disbelief

"I love you!" He said giving up the subtlety

He looked off to the side nervously

But when he heard you reciprocated his feelings he basucally jumped onto you to hug you which made you both fall down

Now you have a happy sunshine rambling to yiu about how happy he is you feel the same way

And once again, Jing Yuan standing somewhere in the shadows knowing he did a good job at being a matchmaker

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This was requested by @xxanimelover93xx i hope its what you expected it to be<3

#yanqing hsr #yanqing x reader #yanqing #jing yuan hsr #jing yuan #x reader #hcs #headcannons #headcanon

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refiwrites · 1 year

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I saw you had Neytiri on your avatar Masterlist so I had to come and request. She is my big part of my bi awaken so honestly,, anything with her? Maybe like general Headcanons or courting her or something if that's okay!!

wow this one was long overdue and has been sitting in my drafts for a while but heyy

neytiri's also a part of my bi awakening ngl 😭 im happy to know someone who also experienced that (she's too beautiful, who wouldn't right?) i hope you enjoy!

Some Neytiri HCs!

okay wow that gif is beautiful

you've been together for a while now, like a couple months, five? something like that

when a hunt is needed, you won't have it until you're partnered with neytiri

you just like to be with her when she hunts, its fascinating

tsu'tey rolling his eyes but letting you pair with her

all neytiri could do was facepalm

well, you were an average hunter yourself so you can just do things right

but when neytiri was there, sometimes you find it hard to focus

especially when she's too close to you to help you track your target

"There," Neytiri leans her face close to yours, stretching her arm out to steady your bow, leaning it further down. All your senses seem to immediately die down when you found yourself zoning out, looking at her, how her nose scrunches in the slightest bit, her ears twitching and her eyes squinting.

The grip you had on your arrow suddenly loosened, letting you miss the hexapede completely, the arrow hitting the tree instead, letting the creature escape.

You didn't mean it

You blinked, looking at the tree you shot and back at Neytiri

Let's say she wasn’t happy with that

"Aye you never listen, then you come and ask us to be partners"

"Look I got distracted..."

Neytiri looks at you with that 'oh really?' look before sighing, taking out her bow and pointing the edge at you

"This time, let me be the one to hunt"

You let her, and just in a few moments you were able to locate the hexapede again, this time Neytiri was able to shoot it down in just a few minutes

You're speechless.

Coming back home with the loot

As dinner arrives you both eat next to each other, telling stories and jokes with the people

Neytiri liking how you tell stories, it was captivating with all your various hand gestures, it was funny but endearing

She found herself joining in sometimes, teasing you

"But guess who shot a tree earlier?"

When there's not much going around, you and Neytiri like to go out just by yourselves and your Ikrans, finding places you haven't discovered yet

Pandora had alot to offer, alot of greenery, alot of creatures, and alot of resource

Oh before I forget

You both definitely race with your Ikrans

Neytiri playfully swatting your Ikran with hers as both your Ikrans chirp

You returning the gesture

Both of you laughing out loud without a care

You both felt free, that's what you wanted and Neytiri agreed

Let's just say one time after a race, Neytiri won and she just had this huge grin on her face

And my holy hell you realized you were in deep in love

"I love you."

Even you didn't realize what you said, it only registered when Neytiri's wide eyes were staring at yours in shock

You opened your mouth to speak but you just ended up looking stupid as your mouth opened and closed, unable to form a decent sentence

Neytiri's hand made its way to yours as she lets out a soft chuckle, looking at you

"I love you too."

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weirdmorefics · 7 months

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If you're comfortable with angst, can you write poly ineffable husbands with a human SO they've been with a very long time and is now succumbing to old age and dementia? (the time period is up to you!) I just think the idea of immortal/mortal lovers has so much room for angst and big raw emotions with stuff like that!

Death Comes for Us All

Aziraphale X Reader X Crowley

3rd person point of view

A/N- I do love writing angst! I can also tell this request is absolutely going to break me, but it's a very good idea so we are going to have a love-hate relationship now lol.

Reader Pronouns-They/Them

Word Count- 1.6 k

Summary- Crowley cannot accept the reader's fate, the reader does not even know their fate, and Aziraphale is the one thing keeping them steady.

Aziraphale and Crowley met Y/n on the same day it was however very unfortunate timing for Y/n. Timing has never been Y/n's strong suit in general but this day turned out to be particularly bad. Y/n had received intel about the location of multiple Nazis. Y/N had snuck in an hour prior to the trade deal time the informant had told them and hid behind a pew.

Y/n listened to the deal intently and took notes in shock that this whole deal was about books with prophecies you don't even know are true. It was a huge waste of money in their opinion but once the man in the pale coat handed over his books they pulled a gun on them. Y/n prepared to intervene when another British intelligent spy entered the scene which was even more confusing to them because they thought they were the only one assigned to the case it was strictly on a need-to-know basis.

She thanks the man for the introduction and the man says how she recruited him which can't possibly be true the agency just heard the intel three days ago!

He says the building is surrounded by British agents but we definitely do not have the force for that right most staying back and evacuating towns to prevent fewer bombing deaths.

He quotes an American saying, "Played for suckers." Y/n instantly facepalms. This gentleman has most certainly been conned. He starts shouting for people to start taking the group down and they'll start laughing and the man gasps in shock. Y/n rolls their eyes and starts to come out of their hiding spot to protect this sorry fool and hopefully get him out of here without any harm.

Y/n pauses with a look of utter confusion on their face as another man enters the scene hopping from foot to foot. The two men start to bicker like an old married couple.

"What a pity you both must die," one of the Nazi spies wickedly smirks.

Y/n scoffs at this why did these two civilians have to come to ruin my entire mission. Reluctantly Y/n stands up from behind the pew gun pointed, "You will not be killing any civilians today!"

Crowley smirks joyously and gushes, "They think we are regular civilians how quaint."

Y/n makes their way to the front of the church, "This ends now!" They turn back to the two men, "Get out of here I will hold them off."

The gullible man in the pale trenchcoat shakes his head, "Absolutely not!"

One of the Nazi men smile widely, "Agent L/n we had no idea we would get the pleasure of killing you as well tonight. I certainly would have made your death grander as a message to the other agents. Oh well too late now." He shrugs and points his gun at Y/n's face.

The strange babbling-jumping man seems excited to jump back into the conversation, "Speaking of a grand death!" He gestures his arms out widely, "In a few moments a bomb will be landing directly on this church but if you run very fast you may not die."

The man starts rambling about the unpleasantries of death and the opposing force looks at him with doubting glares. They argue about the bombs' location but Y/n just wants to get the civilians out and is getting progressively more annoyed.

Y/n points her gun at the ceiling and shoots a warning shot into the sky. Pieces of the ceiling and dust fall to the floor and all eyes are on them.

"Everyone out if you want to live! I will escort the peculiar civilians and you will leave us be or I'll shoot you before the bombs get to you first!"

The strange jumping man smiles, "Ooo they're feisty! I like them."

Y/n rolls their eyes and walks backwards keeping their eyes on the Nazis directing the odd pair out.

"My books," the man in the trench coat shouted.

"Quite an odd thing to be worried about when we are on the verge of being killed." Y/n sourly responds.

The jumping man seemed to look directly back at the other man, "Yes it would take a divine miracle to save us and the agent." The two seemed to be having a conversation with their eyes even though one was wearing sunglasses even though it was the middle of the night.

The agent assures them that they are protected and that they will get them out.

The jumping man looks up at the sky, "It's a little too late for that sweetheart."

With that last sentence a bomb falls upon to the church and Y/N tries to cover the civilians with their own body, knocking them to the ground just making the jumping man laugh. The church crumbles around them but Y/n finds themselves completely unharmed.

They jump to their feet in utter shock and stutter out, "H-how did you do that!"

"I think you are in shock darling. I am Aziraphale and this is Crowley. Are you all right?" The gullible one says expecting Y/n's face.

"I am fine! Especially for someone who should be dead! That bomb should have killed us all!" Y/n shouts pacing back and forth.

Aziraphale ignores the question, "I am quite glad that you are all right. It is such a shame about my books though."

Y/n starts laughing uncontrollably, "We just survived a bomb and you are worried about books!"

"I think you broke them, angel," he says sauntering over to a pile of rubble. He pulls the bag of books out of the hand of one of the dead men under the rubble, "A little demonic miracle of my own."

Aziraphale smiles brightly, "How nice!"

"Shut up!" Crowley groans. "No paperwork," he rationalizes and starts to walk away Aziraphale not far behind.

"Wait! You must tell me what just happened!" Y/n chases the two beings and never leaves their side after that night.

Sixty Years Later

Y/N, Crowley, and Aziraphale have been inseparable since they first met. They have had many dangerous adventures together and quiet nights reading and drinking hot cocoa. Crowley was befuddled at Y/N's stubbornness to protect them when they were the ones who were immortal. Aziraphale loved Y/n's stubbornness they were the only one who seemed to be able to beat Crowley in a game of wills. Y/n's stubbornness never seemed to fade with age, unfortunately.

Aziraphale pulled the curtains open, "Morning sunshine!"

Y/n tossed and turned but they did not wake up they kept mumbling. They seemed to be having a nightmare their forehead glistened with sweat. Aziraphale walked up to them and brushed Y/n's hair away from their face.

"I don't want to leave you," mumbled Y/n.

"It's alright, I'm here," Aziraphale whispered.

"I'm not ready," Y/n groaned.

"You don't have to get up darling, but I do think it is best you have something to eat or at least some tea." Aziraphale tries to bargain with Y/n.

Crowley enters and slowly takes his sunglasses off, "That's not what they mean angel." He puts his hand on Aziraphale's shoulder filled with sorrow.

"What are talking about Crowley? They will be fine once they wake, mornings are just the worst time for them." He rationalizes trying to avoid the obvious that Y/n is near death.

Crowley has been warning Aziraphale that he knew it was coming soon. As Y/n fell deeper and deeper into the memories of their long past together. Crowley longed to be stuck in those happy memories with Y/n and Aziraphale together. Sadly, he was stuck on the outside watching Y/n relieve everything the good and bad while Aziraphale lived in denial.

"Angel, please just look at me," He begged.

"I know what you're going to say Crowley and no it is not their time yet it never will be." He said venomously.

"I am upset as you are! You knew this was bound to happen we were destined to outlive all of humanity," Crowley says back trying to fight back the anger rising in him but failing miserably.

"Aren't we supposed to be not on Heaven's side or Hell's, but our side!" Aziraphale passionately states with his hand to his chest.

"Believe me, angel, if I could do something I would," Crowley looks back at him sorrowfully.

Crowley's heart aches at the look Aziraphale shoots him one full of disappointment and fear.

"I suppose you are right.. nothing ever lasts," Aziraphale responds almost emotionless like he had a mysterious switch in his head and it was flipped in an instant.

"Angel, don't say that," Crowley says back in disappointment but Aziraphale does not respond and leaves lightly shutting the door behind him.

Crowley sighs and sits on the bed next to Y/n. He gently cradles their face, "I will be with you Y/n no matter where you go and you will always be in my heart wherever ago. Rest assured darling we will meet again." He says these last words like a spell that he knows will come to fruition and seals it with a kiss on their forehead.

Even though Y/n has been unaware of most of what is going around them for almost a year now they seemed to smile at this statement and their eyes filled with tears that Crowley wiped away. Y/n knew they were safe and they shut their eyes for the last time.

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Recovery - Chapter 29

Eminem x FemReader Fanfiction

Summary : Em explains the situation with Tracy to Y/N.

Tags : Fluff - Angst

MARSHALL’S POV

Marshall’s brain instantly froze when he realized that Y/N had heard his conversation with Tracy. Of course that had to happen. Why wouldn’t his girlfriend walk in just as another woman was mentioning sucking his dick a few days ago ? The universe definitely had a weird sense of humor. He wasn’t sure just how much of the conversation she had heard but, judging by her face, it was bad. She was staring at them in shock, an awkward expression on her face.

I… Sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb, she said.

He knew she was trying to keep a straight face, but he knew her too well. He could see her bottom lip quivering and the upper part of her face crumbling with sadness. All he wanted was to push Nicole out of the way and take his girl in his arms, telling her it was all a big misunderstanding. Because it was. Well, kind of. To be fair, Tracy had indeed been in his hotel room but it was a little more complicated than what she had implied. Y/N was starting to walk away but he was unable to move. Fuck. He needed to think and think fast.

Babe, he said.

I’ll let the two of you talk, she said as she ducked her head down. I just needed the key to your room but I… I’ll go to mine.

What ? No, he said immediately. Babe, let me explain, ok ?

You have nothing to explain, Marshall, she said as she could see the sadness take over her beautiful face. I didn’t mean to intrude.

With these words, she headed to the reception desk and he heard her ask for a keycard to her room. He quickly looked at Tracy who was facepalming herself. He excused himself and ran to catch Y/N. She was already in the elevator but he could not be bothered to wait so he decided to take the stairs. He thought he had gotten in shape for the tour, but running up four flights of stairs proved him wrong. Or perhaps it was the anxiety and the terrifying perspective of losing her. She had left the country when they broke up, God knows how little she would need to walk out of his life again. He banged on the door to her room. He could already see her packing her suitcase and running away from him forever. When she opened, she had tears streaming down her cheeks. He tried to hug her but she avoided his touch.

Y/N, please let me explain, he pleaded. It’s not what you think. Please don’t hate me.

I don’t hate you, Marshall, she said with a hint of sadness. Two days ago… I wasn’t here. You don’t owe me any kind of explanation. I heard that you weren’t doing too well while we were apart so it didn’t cross my mind that you could have… you know. But it was stupid. I’m not mad, I just need a minute.

She stared at him and he could see the deep sadness the thought of him with Tracy caused her. To be fair, the many times he had thought of her in the arms of other men, it had crushed him too. He could absolutely see where the sadness was coming from.

Can we talk about it ? He asked softly.

I’d rather not, she shrugged.

Please, he pleaded. It’s important.

She sighed as she looked at him but she nodded eventually. They sat on the bed and he took her hands in his. He took a deep breath before talking to her.

So, hum… I think I should start by explaining what the deal with Tracy is, he began.

Well I think I know what the deal is, she said as she rolled her eyes. You don’t need to spell it out for me, she just did.

It’s more complicated than that, he tentatively explained. Tracy and I have known each other for… Over twenty, twenty-five years. She was there when we started Shady Records. She was one of the first people we hired. She’s part of my team and she does a bit of everything. She’s basically Paul’s right-hand woman. She’s known me since the very beginning of my career and she’s a friend.

Friend ? His girlfriend asked with a raised eyebrow. That’s really the narrative you’re going with ?

He looked at her patiently. He knew she could have a bit of an attitude when she was hurt. She was entitled to her own feelings, he wasn’t going to deny that, but it didn’t really make it easy for him in that instant.

She is, he assured her. She’s been with me through thick and thin, at the height of my addiction and when I recovered, when I was on and off with Kim… She is important to me.

Marshall, I already told you it was fine. You don’t need to express her many professional and personal qualities to justify why it’s ok that she slept with you, Y/N said. I don’t need her resume. In fact, I don’t need this conversation.

She started getting up but he quickly grabbed her arm and forced her to face him.

Baby, I have a point, he said sternly. Please let me make it ?

Fine, she said. Sorry.

He sighed and took her hand in his as he continued his explanation.

After I got sober, she was one of the first people I dated, he explained. We were together for about a year but it didn’t work out. We were good together on paper but that wasn’t it. So we decided to remain friends and collaborators. But I’m not going to lie, through the years, we’ve slept together a bunch of times. Not because of feelings, but because it’s comfortable and easy. It’s basically a friends with benefits arrangement. That being said, I haven’t slept with her in years.

Until two days ago, that is, she sighed.

No, not even, he said. What happened is… I was heartbroken over you. I was considering flying to Paris to see you after the tour, but at that point, I was pretty sure you were with someone else already and making plans to have babies with him or whatever. So I had no hope whatsoever. I managed to keep to myself for the most part of the tour but two nights ago, I don’t know if it’s because I was tired, or my birthday was coming up, or I was stressed out or what, but I was in a bad mood. It was right after the show in London, before we had to fly to Amsterdam in the morning. Tracy came to my room to make sure I was alright. We talked about her divorce and well… she was lonely, I was lonely and… we kissed. That's all that happened.

Don’t sugar coat it, his girl groaned. She said she sucked your dick.

Well she attempted to, he admitted nervously. But I… uh… wasn’t really in a state to.

Meaning ? She asked.

I couldn’t get it up, he groaned.

Obviously, he wasn’t too keen to admit that he hadn’t been able to perform sexually. No man ever wanted to say that out loud, especially to his woman. However, he realized that, for once, it could actually play in his favor.

So, technically there was some… action in that department, I guess, but not that much, he said.

I’m sorry, she said sheepishly.

You don’t have to be sorry about anything, he said. We did what friends do. We shrugged it off, talked for a bit and went to bed. In separate rooms.

Ok, she said softly.

So… Are you alright ? He asked.

I am, she said. I mean… It makes me feel less bad that I slept with my ex before the flight that brought me here.

You did what ?! He almost yelled.

He was staring at her with big eyes. Now the shoe was on the other foot and he was livid. He had no idea who that dude was but one thing was sure, if he ever found out, he would beat his ass. He looked at her and saw a grin form on her face. That’s when it hit him : she was messing with his brain.

You didn’t ? He asked.

I didn’t, she said. I just wanted you to experience how I felt for a second. Sorry, that was a little petty.

A little ? He chuckled. I’m supposed to be the petty one, here.

Sorry, she giggled. I guess you’re rubbing off on me.

So… No one else ? He asked, just to make sure. I mean, I won’t be mad if there was. As you said, we were broken up. I’m just curious, I guess.

No one, she assured him. The idea of anyone else was just preposterous to me. You’re the one I want to be with.

He pulled her in for a hug and kissed her softly. She wrapped her arms around his neck.

How about you ? She asked.

You know everything, he said. You’re my one and only.

So… No date ? No nothing ? You mentioned something about Tinder selfies this morning and it freaked me out a little…

That was years ago, babe, he chuckled. And believe me, that was short-lived. People kept on reporting me because they thought my account was fake. But lately, no date, no nothing. I wasn’t in the mood to date and I had too much work anyway.

Ok, she said.

He kissed her again but she seemed a bit absentminded.

Everything alright ? He asked.

I’m just… I have questions, she said. About Tracy.

I just told you everything, he said.

Yes but you said you were together before, she recalled.

I did. We dated for a brief period of time, but we broke up because I wasn’t available, emotionally, he explained.

What if you guys still have feelings for each other ? She asked nervously. You just said that you kept on sleeping with her for years.

I said we slept together a few times, he corrected. But it’s not like she was in bed with me every night. In fifteen years, we have probably slept together ten times, tops. And it was always just sex. Nothing more.

Do you think she has feelings for you ? She asked.

Pretty sure not, he shrugged. If she’d had feelings for me, she would have had every opportunity to tell me a while ago. Plus, she knows more than anyone that I’m a burden. I’ve been a lousy partner to a lot of women and she’s part of the list.

You’re not a lousy partner, she said as she rolled her eyes.

Not to you, he said. At least, I try not to be. But you have to understand that I’m not the same person I was a while ago. I have changed a lot over the years. Believe me, I’ve been an asshole when it comes to dating. Kim and Tracy are prime examples of that. If you women had a collective black list of men you shouldn’t date, mine would probably be the first name on it.

I’m sure it’s not that bad, she said.

I have lied, I have cheated, I have been manipulative and sometimes violent, so yes, he said in all seriousness. And even when that got better, I was emotionally unavailable. So, believe me, I’m no prize. I probably shouldn’t say that, anyway. The goal is not to convince you to run away when you just came back to me.

She hummed and stared at him, taking in everything he said.

So, believe me, no feelings between Tracy and I, he said. And even if she had feelings for me, it wouldn’t matter. You are everything I want and need. And I’m happy nothing more happened with her that night because as much as I needed to get laid and would have probably enjoyed it, you are the only woman I want to sleep with.

Right, she said as she gave him a side-eye.

I’m dead-serious, Y/N, he said. And even if I had slept with other women, which I haven’t, it wouldn’t matter one bit. Any other woman, I would fuck her. You are the only person I make love to. I am in love with you. For fuck’s sake, I introduced you to Dre and Curtis, tonight. In my book, it means more than introducing you to my mother. You’re my girlfriend, everybody on my team knows it now. Not to mention my family. We’re going on vacation with my kids. I’ve never done that with any other woman. There’s only you.

Ok, she said softly before kissing him.

I need you to know that I am absolutely serious about us, he said sternly. I lost you once and now that I have a shot with you again, I will do everything in my power for our relationship to work out. If you ask for the moon as backyard decor, I will get it for you.

I’m serious about us too, she said.

He rested his forehead against hers. Prior, he had absolutely no intention of telling her about Tracy or his past experiences with women. There was nothing glorious there and he wasn’t fond of these memories. And, obviously, when she came back to him, he didn’t feel like telling her about what had happened shortly before. He was so scared to lose her again. However, it felt good to be honest with her. He meant every word he said when he told her he would do anything for her. As far as he was concerned, she was the only woman in the world. He got up and took her hand.

How about we go back to our room ? He offered.

We can stay here, she said. I don’t mind.

Come on. The penthouse suite is bigger, the bed is more comfortable and all our stuff is there, he argued.

She shrugged and they left the room. All he wanted was to climb in bed with her and cuddle while she wore one of his tee-shirts. She was the only thing he was interested in. However, he was brought back to reality when they saw Tracy in the corridor. Putting all of the team on the same hotel floor had its advantages but also its drawbacks.

Hi, Tracy said.

Hey, he said.

Are you alright, dear ? Tracy asked Y/N while she grabbed her arm. I am so sorry you had to hear that. Really, I am mortified.

Don’t worry about it, his girlfriend said with a smile he knew for a fact was fake

Marsh, I’ll need to see you before I leave, Tracy said. We’ll need to go over your schedule for when you get back from your break.

Sure, he said. Can that wait ?

Of course. I’m leaving tomorrow night.

Good then, he said. Goodnight Tracy.

They went back to the room and, as soon as they closed the door, his girlfriend looked at him with a deadpan expression.

I swear to God, Marsh, if that woman talks to me like a child and grabs my arm one more time, I will make sure it’s the last thing she ever does, she said.

She meant no harm, he assured her. She’s like that with everybody.

Not with me, she assured him. I will not have it. I swear I will go all BTK on her.

I’m starting to regret all the times I showed you true crime documentaries, he muttered.

She called you Marsh in front of me and was batting her eyelashes at you, she pointed out sternly.

She was not, and everyone calls me Marsh, he chuckled. But I do like that you’re jealous. Now, how about you let me prove to you that you are the one and only woman I care about ?

He spoke seductively and pulled her to him before kissing her passionately. She laughed softly into the kiss, making his heart melt. He ran his hands underneath her dress, gently grabbing her butt. She moaned softly and he could not resist kissing her neck, sucking on her sweet spot before carrying her to the bed.

We still don’t have condoms, she reminded him.

Jesus fucking Christ, he groaned. I don’t suppose we can call the front desk ?

Probably not, she giggled. Why don’t you send your assistant to the nearest pharmacy ? Maybe she’ll get the message.

You are the pettiest woman ever, do you know that ? He chortled.

And you love it, she said with a smirk.

I probably shouldn’t, but I do, he admitted. God, you’re fucking perfect. I want you so bad, it’s frustrating.

Maybe that’s karma, she said.

He gave her a playful side-eye. It was clear that, even though she had acknowledged that they weren’t together and that he could technically do what he wanted with Tracy, she was jealous. It made him smile though : it meant she cared. Plus, she was way too cute for him to think it was annoying, not to mention the fact that she was probably too nice for it to become an actual problem.

I think Karma was when I had the opportunity to get some and the universe wouldn’t let me, he pointed out.

Maybe she’s just bad in bed, his girlfriend shrugged with a smirk.

No, that’s not… I mean, yeah, probably, he said as he caught himself.

They chuckled and he kissed her forehead. At least, they were able to laugh about it. He got in his boxers and she put on one of his tee-shirts before getting under the covers. She curled up on his side as they watched a movie. He could feel her falling asleep and it gave him peace of mind. He breathing was slow and steady against his skin. He closed his eyes and muttered a few love words. He was about to fall asleep when he felt his phone buzzing next to him. He quickly grabbed it and saw a text from Tracy.

From Tracy : Can we talk ?

He glanced at Y/N to make sure she was asleep before replying.

To Tracy : I’m in bed. What’s up ?

From Tracy : Can you come to my room ? I’d like to finish our conversation.

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