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onlygenxhere · 2 months

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I heard you calling

Julie dug her hands into the sand again and again as the light slowly faded from the sky.

It had been a shit day of an even crappier week and she just wanted to hide away from the world for a little while. It was why she’d told her dad she was studying at Flynn’s and then told Flynn she was tired and was going to call it an early night.

It’d taken her nearly an hour to ride her bike out to the beach but it had been worth it to let go of her thoughts in the sound of the waves and ground herself in the sand under her feet.

It’s not like she could hide in the studio.

That had been occupied by three ghost himbos for almost six months now.

Don’t get her wrong, she loved the guys and Flynn and her dad and even Carlos, for the most part, but sometimes a girl just needed to wallow in some self-pity by herself.

Her tears had dried a while ago and she was just staring out at the waves and the retreating sun when she heard the unmistakable sound of a ghost poofing in near her.

She didn’t even turn to look at him as he kicked off his vans and plopped down beside her scattering some sand on her own bare feet.

“Hey.”

Julie sighed and started digging in the sand again. “How’d you find me?” She looked down at the sand she was playing in, in case anyone was watching.

“You called me.”

She turned to Luke with a frown, the thought of anyone thinking she was crazy for talking to air flying right out of her head at his words.

“I did not!” She hissed. “I’ve only talked to my dad and Flynn. I certainly didn’t call the band phone. I was actually trying to be alone for a change.”

He shrank a little at her ire before shaking it off and leaning back on his hands. “I don’t know what to tell you Jules.” He shrugged. “I heard you call.”

She looked at him skeptically, “You heard me in your head, calling your name?” That would be new and weird and she wasn’t sure she wanted that ability, especially if she hadn’t meant to do it.

He leaned forward crossing his legs and bit his lip.

He ducked his head and was quiet for a moment before shaking it and looking back up at her through his lashes, “No, not in my head.”

The sun had nearly set and she could barely see his eyes in the fading light but he looked nervous all of a sudden like the answer was something she wouldn’t like.

As annoyed as she’d immediately been on his intrusion to her pity party she couldn’t help sliding her hand closer to his in the sand until their pinkies touched in a silent peace offering.

He wrapped his pinky around hers with a little tug.

The moment they touched Luke’s eyes cleared of their worry and she felt the tightness that had been pressing on her chest all day ease slightly.

Julie pulled her knees up to her chest and laid her head on them before she whispered. “Explain, please?”

He sighed as he turned to face her a little more directly, careful not to move their hands still touching in the sand. “Ok, I guess heard is the wrong word…”

“Luke,” she sighed and squeezed his pinky. “Just spit it out. Why are you being weird?”

“Cause it is weird Jules.” He reached up to rub the back of his neck with his free hand. “I’ve had this feeling in my chest all day that something was wrong.” He dropped the hand on his neck to press against his chest like he was showing her where it hurt. “I asked the other guys if they felt it and they didn’t and…” He dropped the hand on his chest to lay on top of hers in the sand and fiddled with her rings. “I just knew you were sad or upset or something and I’ve wanted to check on you all day but you’ve told us not to come to the school anymore and then when you didn’t come out to the studio to see us this afternoon I…”

She flipped her hand over slowly and laced their fingers together keeping her head on her knees and her eyes on Luke. He looked up at her as a smile finally started to tug on his lips.

Julie and Luke had always been more in tune with each other than the other guys. She’d thought it had something to do with how they had shared pain about being disconnected from their moms or how they wrote music together like they shared a brain, but maybe it was more than that.

“Ok,” she nodded slightly. “Let’s disregard that you knew I was having a terrible day, we can analyze that later. That still doesn’t explain how you found me.”

He sighed, “I’m not sure explaining how I found you will be less weird. Honestly it was like some wizard shit.”

Julie giggled pressing her mouth to her knee trying to muffle the sound. Her giggles set his off and before long they were both shaking with laughter.

She unfolded herself and laid back on the sand keeping hold of Luke’s hand and he laid down beside her.

“Ok, I still need you to explain the wizard shit even if it is weird.”

“Ok, ok, I said that because you know in Harry Potter, in one of the last movies that part where Ron leaves and then finds his way back to them, back to Hermonie, with the little light in his chest telling him where to go?”

Julie frowned trying to follow his ramble. “You followed a light in your chest?”

“I mean kinda.” He groaned and rubbed his face. “I’d been feeling so off all day and when you didn’t come see us after school I started to get even more worried and then dinner time passed and we still hadn’t seen you. I needed to know you were ok.” He dropped the hand that had been on his head to his side and looked at her with so much concern. “I needed to find you so I just… did.”

He just did. It made a weird sort of sense. “So you just, what, closed your eyes and thought about me and here you are?”

He nodded, his eyes wide, “Yeah, exactly.”

They looked at each other a long time as they lay in the sand side by side holding hands. She briefly wondered what she looked like to anyone glancing in her direction.

“I’m sorry I worried you so much today. I’m ok, really.” She squeezed his hand. “I had no idea you knew how bad my day had gotten or I would have come to see you before I left.”

“Julie,” he rolled on his side to face her. “You didn’t know and really…” He dropped his eyes and stared hard at her shoulder. “It’s not your job to make sure I’m ok.”

She squeezed his hand again and he looked up at her with those sad puppy eyes and she melted like she always did. “Ditto.”

He grinned and shook his head. “I couldn’t help it.”

“You could have texted me.” She let go of his hand and rolled onto her side propping her head up on her hand. “You could have texted me.” She bit her lip. “What if I’d been in a bathroom or something when you came looking for me?”

He gaped at her. “I…I…” he started to laugh. “That would have been mortifying!”

“You think?” Julie giggled. “So text first…please.” She laid her hand on his in the sand. “I promise I’ll reply. Especially now that I know…”

Luke nodded, ducking his head. “Just so you know…” He started fiddling with her rings again. “Sometimes I know when you’re extra happy too.”

“Yeah?” She grinned at him and kicked his leg. “You don’t come find me then do you?”

He shook his head and looked up at her biting his lip. “We’re usually together.”

She laughed, of course they were. Luke wasn’t the only person that made her happy but ever since he fell into her life she couldn’t deny that she had more than friendly feelings for him.

Feelings that made her almost irrationally happy sometimes.

Luke smiled and pressed his hand against his chest. “You’re happy again now.”

“You seem to have that affect on me.” She bit her lip and ducked her head as she felt her cheeks heating up.

“Hey,” Luke tugged on her chin, gently forcing her to look at him. “You make me happy too Jules.”

“Yeah?”

“Yeah…” Luke ducked his head and rubbed the back of his neck. It was too dark to know for sure but she thought he might be blushing like she had too. “I don’t know what I’d do without you boss.”

They looked at each other for a long time, neither wanting to say any more than they already had.

It was enough… for now.

Julie took a deep breath and blew it out hard. It was time to head back home, back to reality which luckily included three ghost boys that made amazing music with her and one that she…

“Alright, party’s over,” Julie said pulling herself up from the sand and dusting her jeans off. “It’s gonna take forever for me to bike home.”

Luke stood up with her, keeping her hand in his. It was fully dark now. Anyone would be hard pressed to notice how Julie’s hand might look like it was holding something invisible.

“Mind if I go with you?” He chewed on his lip. “I really don’t like the idea of you being alone in the dark like this all the way home.”

“I’ll have to walk.” She chuckled, “Unless you wanna run beside me?”

He laughed, “I’ll run for a bit and then you can sit on the handlebars and I’ll bike.”

Julie burst out laughing. “That would look crazy!”

“Exactly,” Luke grinned. “Anyone that saw you would think they were nuts.”

She bit her lip and shook her head at him as they headed off the sand toward her bike. There was a stretch of neighborhood they would need to go through where very few people were likely to see them.

“We’ll see.” She winked as she slipped her shoes on after unlocking her bike from the stand.

She glanced over at Luke as they left the beach area. Maybe she would let him bike for a bit. What did it matter if some stranger thought she was crazy, or they were?

She was already feeling pretty reckless… after all…

Julie looked over at Luke again to see him already looking back at her.

She was in love with a ghost.

#jatp #julie and the phantoms #happy juke jeudi!#had this idea ages ago and it sat unfinished until last week for months #just didn't know how to finish it #cannon-ish #luke patterson #julie molina #juke

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whatisamettafor · 8 months

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I'm really fucked now because I'm actually reading the books instead of just getting vicarious feelings through my friend. I didn't think I could love them more, but I LOVE THEM MORE with each scene.

#quinlar #hunt alathar #bryce quinlan #spolier #ish #crecent city #house of earth and blood #the scooter may not be cannon #but it is very Bryce and absolutely COULD be cannon

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roguesart-blog · 2 months

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✨ Emily x Bridget Guilty Gear ✨

A special little somethin-somethin' for a very dear friend @t-aiac, whose birthday is fast approaching. Love you bb! 😘

#RoguesArt #commission #oc x cannon #oc #original character #guilty gear bridget #nsfw-ish #artist on tumblr

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obessivedork · 3 months

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It's just how gameplay shook out for me but I reached max affinity with MacCready helping a ghoul kid find out what happened to his family and MAN sometimes things that work out so perfect that you WISH you'd wrote it or done it on purpose 😭🖤 Two very sad Dads doing the best for their sons helping ANOTHER lost kid find home because they can't be with their own kids right now but they can help Billy, dammit!

#fallout #fallout 4 #fo4 #kat plays fo4 #Also oh my GOD Mac's lines with a successful flirt are sooooo 😭😭😭😭🖤🖤🖤🖤 THE LITTLE SOLDIER TOO OH MAN 😭🖤#That's my BOY <3 <3!!!!#Two very sad Dads bonding over their iced wives and love for their sons. Also they're uncles for Billy now IDC how things shake out #(and I don't know how things end yet either)#I literally had to exit the game and pace around after Mac's soft ass romance lines MY BOY 😭#Anyways Uncle Sam and Uncle Butch are looking after Duncan I LOVE the HC that the Lone Wanderer looks after Duncan #And while Mac went back to give Duncan the medicine Michael did a bunch of stuff building up settlements n stuff #And got to the bottom of whatever the hell is going on with Eddie Winter #it didn't happen in game but it happened in cannon. TO ME.#anyways back to playing but I NEEDED to IMMEDIATELY pace around the house after hearing Mac's lines in addition to BILLY #There should be more kid ghouls in Fallout cannon what a TRAGIC thing to be. Frozen at 10(ish) years old forever. MAN. poor kid.#(yes I did have Mac's story spoiled for me but like. it's fine I'm fine I'm not someone who SUPER cares about spoilers)#I would say I'm gnawing on the bars of my enclosure about this but I'm actually physically tearing them apart about this #AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH #anyways this has been a babble

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floralembarrassment · 1 year

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Holiday Shopping (1/1) (wolfstar inspired by @impishtubist so this is for you!)

"Moony I don't think you understand..." Harry said with his head down. They had been to 3 stores already and Harry was getting discouraged. He shoved his hands in his pockets and shook out his messy hair. Finally taking a deep breath he looked up Remus, lots of uncertainty but emotion in his green eyes. "I just want him to know that I love him and- and don't," he said quickly when Remus' mouth opened, and closed with the request, left Harry continue. "I know what you're going to say gifts are not love but I want him to know that I see him and care about him enough to pay attention."

"Alright Harry, I understand." Remus says putting a hand on his shoulder and meeting his gaze.

"And he probably hasn't gotten a present in a really long time okay I think it matters..." Harry adds quietly.

"I'm not sure who raised you but you are unfailing kind Harry and I don't want you to ever lose that," Remus says and kisses him in the head.

Harry chuckles because of course Moony raised him, well more than the Dursley's ever did, especially since they won't talk to him even if Harry wanted to since he started at Hogwarts.

The pair are walking along the street and Remus is leading Harry to an old record store. He knows what music Sirius likes and in the last 12 years a lot of his favourites have gotten lost. But just as they are about to turn in, Harry pulls on Remus' jacket sleeve. "Uhmm, do you think we could go in there please?"

Remus' gaze follows Harry' outstretched arm. He is pointing across the street to a small, inconspicuous vintage shop that looks a bit of a mess. Remus of course agrees and when they walk in Harry walks straight to the back wall. Remus is shocked when Harry pulls a smooth leather jacket off the rack at the back, wondering how he saw it because his eye sight really is awful.

"Moony this is it, isn't it?" Harry says with a classic Potter grin. Remus is taken a bit aback because it is perfect, it's almost exactly like the one Sirius had just after school. "I saw a picture of him in one just like this with my dad!" Harry says. He's nearly bouncing on the balls of his feet, and of course Remus knows the picture - he took it after all. He takes a steadying breath, missing James, and really missing the life they all did not get to live. He feels a pang in his chest, and again is just so grateful he gets to be here on this side, despite it all, with Harry.

"Yes I think you are right Harry. I think it's perfect."

"So we can get it?" Harry asks, eyes going wide. Still surprised when Remus lets him have what he wants or lead the way. Remus would give him anything honestly and has been for 3 years. He knows Sirius is going to want to as well, and he really can't wait for the rest of their lives together to get to do this.

"Absolutely dear, whatever you want," is all Remus says. Harry nearly skips to the cash and pulls out his pocket money to make the purchase- stubborn enough to want to have done it all on his own. He makes a note to replenish it all later anyway.

They walk out of the store and Remus guides Harry into a small cafe where they get hot chocolate and watch through the window as the snow begins to fall and the stars shine bright in the sky next to the fairy lights on the shops. They chat and sit in comfortable silence. For a while after Sirius was freed and was living with them, Harry had spent their alone time asking questions about who Sirius used to be. And Remus would laugh and tell him all about their mischief. After a while though Sirius wanted to tell those stories to Harry and they have a bond so strong it's like they were never apart. Remus loves it for them.

Lots in thought, Remus thinks of Christmas this year and how they will have a small but lovely and slowly morning together before heading to the Weasleys as Harry is just as must their family as he is Remus and Sirius'. And Remus sits and thinks about how the crazy busy family holidays are the only thing James ever wanted for his son aside from happiness. He looks up at the sky as they walk back to the flat and smiles, telling James he's got them, he's got them both. A promise and a gift all for Remus himself.

Harry nudges him on the arm pulling him out of his head. The boy asks softly; "alright?" Remus smiles warmly and brings an arm around Harry to squeeze him into a small hug. "Quite. I'm rather happy actually, and I hope you know that I love you so much and so does Sirius." Harry leans his head into Remus and smiles. He doesn't say it back just yet but Remus knows.

#marauders #harry potter #wolfstar #fanfic #marauders fandom #cannon ish compliant #wolfstar raising harry #padfoot #moony #moony wormtail padfoot and prongs #presentsforpadfoot

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spacetrashpile · 1 year

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i need to draw s2 sausage more because i need to spread "sausage has a glass eye" propaganda like the PLAGUE

#empires smp #mythicalsausage #its like. sort of cannon to. i remember him saying something about it when they were fighting the warden at jimmy's place #and its SO IMPORTANT TO ME #found the comment its 9:28-ish in jimmy's epsiode 13 #he refers to one of his eyes as “my detachable eye” which #im reading that as a glass eye and NO ONE CAN STOP ME

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sun-b3ar · 1 year

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Little tommyinnits clinic for supervillains fanart from like a year ago (wharehouse scene fight thing)

#tommyinnitsclinicforsupervillains #bonesandthebees #mcytfanart #basedoffthiercanondesigns #alsodontminddreamsuglyasshand

#fanart #tommyinnits clinic for supervillains #dream #tommy innit #cannon-ish designs

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annikuza · 9 months

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Time to go back into hibernation

I habe a fever 🙁

#winx club #wizards of the black circle #winx gantlos #winx #winx oc #oc x cannon ish

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ticklishchaos · 2 months

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I request that you elaborate on your post about Spaceman with Jakub and Hanuš because I agree there is a lot of potential 🤭

Ummm, absolutely anon!

I mean, there's no doubt that Hanuš is genuinely curious about human anatomy and he's very, explorative of this with Jakub. His long spider legs are definitely terrifying to the human nervous system- and super tickly when it comes to him trying to touch different sensitive spots on Jakub's body!!! And as Jakub hasn't experienced any sort of physical human contact in a while, it's not entirely unwelcome touches. In fact, his ticklishness piques Hanuš interest even more which stirs pleasant memories of Lenka discovering his ticklishness for the very first time and all the times she would tickle him on purpose because Jakub has such a contagious laugh and he (not so secretly) enjoys being tickled. Hanuš takes great joy in the skinny humans' physiological responses to being tickled and even greater joy in learning skinny human enjoys being tickled. Especially when he taps into Jakub's memories and learns of his various ticklish spots and just how teasy to be lol. (Although Hanuš has a gentle innocence and actually doesn't understand tickling) which makes his teases (if you can call it that) so much more unbearable!! And learning of Jakub's little weakness makes it much easier for Hanuš to convince his skinny human to remember things and provide actual answers instead of ignoring and evading his questions. Hanuš realizes this is a huge advantage and uses tickling to his advantage whenever he wants to work through Jakub's reluctance. Or he helps draw up memories of Lenka tickling Jakub while Jakub is sleeping on the ship. Hanuš definitely does this to lighten his friends mood and finds any and every reason to tickle Jakub after he finds out Jakub likes it.

#sfw tickling community #tword blog #tickle content #sfw tickling #tword content #sfw twords #tword post #tickle fic blog #head cannons ish #spaceman 2024 #inbox #answered

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onlygenxhere · 2 months

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I made a mood board for my Found Family Fluff series and wanted to share. They're the first fics I wrote in this fandom and 1st I'd written in over 20 years. They're still cute but man has my writing improved.

#jatp #julie and the phantoms #cannon -ish #a little something for each story #if you know you know #my writing #mood board

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h0u-h0u · 1 year

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I slightly rendered one of the doodles I did from a couple days ago

#sth #sth fanart #sonic forces #infinite the jackal #my art #lol okat I had to give him big(ish) dramatic hair bc honestly he would.. bro is rocking the full 80s/hj #nah but i like him w more dramatic ish hair it fits his personality imo #love his cannon mask.. I keep styling it a bit differently but I think the og is mwah perfect

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depressedhatakekakashi · 1 year

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Say Something To Me

@kakagaievents

Characters: Maito Gai, Shizune, Hatake Kakashi

Au: None/Cannon

Words: 3694

Injuries happened. They were a natural occurrence in a shinobi’s line of work, and Gai knew that. He’d listened to sensei’s, friends, captain’s and even the Hokage himself tell him over and over again that a Shinobi’s job was dangerous.

To survive was a mixture of skill and luck.

To return home unharmed was incredibly rare. So rare that it was often celebrated with drink’s among friends.

Ever since he first stepped into the academy for the first time Gai was made painfully aware of the risks that came with being a shinobi, and he’d laughed. Promised everyone that it would never happen to him, and even dared to assure himself that it would not happen to his friends. Not as long as he was there to help them.

He’d even entertained the thought of being the hero. Swooping in at the last moment to save his friends from danger and dispatch of the enemy all on his own.

Today, reality smacked him in the face.

The world swooped in after years of allowing him to entertain that silly dream and stomped on it. Crushed it under its heel until it was little more than a memory, too destroyed to resemble the bright hopeful thoughts that had once danced around in his mind.

Today, Kakashi returned from his latest mission with only one small scratch on his arm, yet it was more than enough to destroy Gai.

He could remember the moment clearly. Kakashi had been standing in front of him gloating about how easy his latest mission was in that adorable, arrogant way that only Kakashi could get away with. Then, without any warning, he’d collapsed.

His head was swimming. Each actions blurred together into an incomprehensible mess that he couldn’t make sense of. That only thing he knew for certain was that one moment he’d been standing outside of Ichiraku Ramen chatting with Kakashi, and the next he found himself carrying his unconscious friend through the front doors of the hospital and being surrounded by nurses and doctors in an instant.

Poison.

Gai had overheard the doctor’s muttering amongst themselves. It was the only word that made it through the jumble of thoughts bouncing around his head as they took Kakashi from him.

Kakashi had been poisoned. He’d gotten through his mission thinking everything was fine, only to have it all snatched away because of a well placed Kunai.

His enemies were dead yet they’d still managed to find a way to try and drag Kakashi down with them, and now Gai was stuck standing in the middle of a crowd of doctors who were carefully extracting Kakashi away from him while he tried to process what was going on.

The poison wasn’t even the worst part of it all. It was the memories of his last few moments with Kakashi that plagued his mind.

Moments that he had spent with his best friend listening to him talk about a stupid mission when they could have been engaging in a youthful competition or relaxing by the river.

“We need to get it out,” one of them declared as she waved the other’s towards the emergency room. “You two get some water, you two come with me.”

With the orders given they were off and Gai was left standing in the middle of the hallway watching as his best friend disappeared behind some doors.

He wanted to run after them. To ensure that everything went smoothly and Kakashi came out alive.

Most importantly, though, he wanted to make sure Kakashi wasn’t alone. That he didn’t wake up to a room full of unfamiliar faces with no idea what had happened and no one to explain it to him in a way that he would accept.

Doctor’s were great at healing people, but they didn’t always know how to tell someone why they had passed out in a way that wouldn’t make them feel terrible. Gai could do it though. He knew just what Kakashi would be near to hear to accept that it wasn’t his fault.

That he hadn’t screwed up.

“Gai,” a hand came down on his arm, drawing his eyes away from the doors that Kakashi and all of those doctors had disappeared behind. Beside him stood Shizune, one of the most talented doctor’s of their generation and a close friend of his. She tried to smile, but it lasted only a second before dropping off of her face.

Even she knew just how dire the situation was.

“He’ll be fine,” he whispered, trying to convince himself that everything would turn out alright. “He’ll be fine… right?”

Moving her hand downwards, Shizune wrapped her fingers around Gai’s wrist and gave a light tug, pulling him away from the door. “He’ll be fine,” she confirmed before raising her other hand and jabbing a finger in the other direction. “Let’s go get something to eat while we wait. I’ll get you into his room after they’ve gotten the poison out of his systems. you can wait by his side, if that’s what you want.”

He wanted to argue. To tell her that he’d happily wait outside these doors until the doctor’s came back out and assured him everything was alright. That Kakashi was alive and recovering.

The last thing he wanted to do was leave when he had no idea what condition Kakashi was in, but he did nothing to stop Shizune as she lead him away. He’d already failed at protecting his best friend, and now he was useless. Unable to do a single thing for him while he lay in a hospital bed vulnerable and unprotected.

“Gai,” Shizune called out to him, a tender smile greeting him when he dared to look her way again. “He’ll be fine.”

“But-“

“No,” she placed a finger over his mouth to silence his doubts. “Trust me on this. Kakashi isn’t going to die today. They’ll get the poison out, he’ll heal, and you’ll be there waiting at his bedside when he wakes up. Got it?”

He nodded his head, but he still didn’t quite believe her. Nerves jumbled about in his stomach screaming at him to plant his feet in his spot and stay there until the doctor’s returned and told him Kakashi was alright, but instead he fell into step behind Shizune and followed her out of the room.

Three hours and forty three minutes.

If anyone asked, Gai would swear he wasn’t counting down the time since he’d watched Kakashi being carried away from him. He’d slap a smile on his face, fill his voice with that same energetic tone he always used, and assure anyone that asked that he was confident Kakashi would be fine.

That everything would turn out alright.

He’d be lying, of course, but no one else needed to know it.

“Here,” Shizune shoved a glass of water into his hand as claimed his seat at Kakashi’s bedside. A weak ‘thank you’ passed by his lips as he wrapped a hand around the tiny cup, never taking his eyes off of Kakashi. “Did you hear anything that the doctor’s said to you?”

“He’s alive,” he whispered, trying to sort through the jumble of words that the doctor’s had thrown at him as soon as he and Shizune stepped into the room. “They got the poison out.”

“That’s the important part of it, yes,” although her words confirmed that everything would be alright, there was a weight in her voice that told Gai he’d missed something. That he hadn’t paid enough attention when the doctor’s were speaking to him, to focused on the unconscious body laying in the bed in front of him to process much more than the fact that Kakashi had made it.

After three hours and forty three minutes of worrying and waiting, Gai could finally breath. Everything had turned out alright.

“Gai,” Shizune called out to him again, her lips pressed together tight when he finally drug his eyes off of Kakashi and looked at her. “You need to listen to me. The doctor’s were able to remove the poison but it did a lot of damage while it was in there.”

Fear flooded into his mind. All of the thought he tried so hard to ignore whenever his friends left for a mission taunting him all at once.

What if he never really recovers? Could this be the end of his career as a shinobi?

Were they unable to get it all? Could it make a return and finish the job it had started when they thought everything was safe?

Could this really be the day he loses Kakashi?

A hand came down against his cheek, slapping him just hard enough to snap him back into reality, but gentle enough that he barly moved with the impact.

“I said listen to me,” Shizune grumbled,l. “Kakashi is on the mend but Doctor Honoka says that it will take a while for him to recover from the damage that has been done. He’s going to need to be on bed rest for at least three days and after that it could take another five days for him to be in fighting shape again.”

Gai didn’t need to ask what it all meant. Shizune was telling him so that he could prepare for the moment when he inevitable got called in to take extra mission’s so that Lord Third could allocate other shinobi into the mission’s he would usually assign to Kakashi.

It would be eight long day’s of back to back jobs, but Gai was prepared to meet the challenge head on as he always did. The only thing was, for once he didn’t want to face that challenge head on. Doing so meant leaving Kakashi alone for eight endless days. No one to keep him company, tell him stories, bring him some edible food, or just sit by his side and assure him that he wasn’t alone.

The only place Gai wanted to be in this moment was right were he was. The village would survive without both of them for a few days, right?

“Hey,” Shizune poked his shoulder, a frown greeting him when he glanced her way. “He’ll be alright. Nothing bad can happen to him here, you know that.”

“Sorry…” he whispered, the weight of his worries seeping into his words.

Sighing, Shizune spared a glance towards Kakashi. “He’ll be fine,” she whispered, her words barley registering in Gai’s mind. “And before you know it all of Konoha will be watching the two of you race through the village throwing random objects at each other again.”

“They weren’t-”

“You threw a potted plants at him during your last competition,” Shizune reminded him with a fiery glare. “Which you had to stop and pay Inoichi for after you were done losing, if I remember correctly.”

With a harsh shot straight to his pride, Gai slouched back into his chair and jutted out his bottom lip. A pathetic display, but he couldn’t help it. He’d never been good about losing, even if it was Kakashi he’d lost to.

“That’s what I thought,” straightening herself up, Shizune took one more look at Kakashi and smiled. “He should be up in a few minutes. Try to get over your wounded ego before then, alright?”

Laying a hand on his shoulder, she gave it a gentle, supportive squeeze. Her actions speaking the words she knew better than to say out loud.

Keep him company.

Everything will be fine.

Digging up a short burst of energy, he lifted his head and offered her one of his toothy grins. The kind of smile he always gave to someone when they were worrying about him. The smile he’d learned to plaster on his face in the face of all sorts of adversities throughout his life.

It was the same smile he’d given Kakashi when he’d tried to talk to him about his father only two days after he’d watched him face off against the seven deadly swordsmen with flaming red chakra burning around his body.

The very smile he’d offered in lou of words the first time he’d failed to produce a doppelganger of himself.

A smile that said ‘I am alright’ when all he wanted to do was lash out against the world with an hurt that burned deep inside of his soul.

“Right,” Shaking her head, Shizune stepped past him towards the door. Her footsteps echoed in the small room, ringing in Gai’s ear until they stopped just beside the door. “You know, they say if you talk to someone while they’re sleeping they can sometimes hear you.”

Gai didn’t respond. He didn’t have the energy to act like the happy, unbreakable shinobi today. Not after almost losing another precious person. Still, Shizune’s words struck deep and when he heard the door click shut behind her he breathed a sigh of relief.

Alone at last. Just him, an unconscious Kakashi, and the endless stream of thoughts swirling around in his mind.

“Talk,” there was a bitterness in his mouth when he spoke. Something he’d never experienced before, but which didn’t surprise him at this moment. “I’m good at talking, right? I always have something to say.”

Whenever he’d see one of his friends the words would flow from his mouth. There was nothing that could stop him from regaling them with stories from his latest mission, or inviting them out for some dango, or just speaking about anything that happened to come across his mind.

Maito Gai always had something to say, except when he didn’t.

Right now was one of those moments where he didn’t. No matter how hard he tried to think of something to say nothing came up. There was no story interesting enough to make him forget about the pained look that had flashed across Kakashi’s face before he collapsed. No treats that he could suggest that would wash away the last three hours of panic that he’d lived through.

There was nothing for him to say, yet he still opened his mouth and shoved the words out, forcing himself to speak with the same youthful energy that he always had in his voice even though he felt like his very life was being squeezed out of him.

“A story…” his eyes lingered on Kakashi, watching for any signs of movement. “Well, I was hanging out with Genma the other day and had front row seats to him trying to pick up a girl from the bar. It ended with him getting a drink thrown in his face.” A boring story, if he did say so himself. There was nothing new about Genma’s attempts at getting laid, though he did usually fair better. Still, he wanted to tell Kakashi a more interesting story.

“Oh!” A thought struck him. “I never did tell you about the cute girl who talked to me at the dango shop. You would have laughed your butt off at me if you’d been there. Genma sure did,” he could almost imagine it. Kakashi’s eyes widened in a moment of shock before squeezing shut as the sound of his laughter filled the air.

It was a delightful thought.

“She had long brown hair and a stunning gaze. Ebisu told me that I should ask her out because she seemed interested, but I just…i couldn’t.'' The reason was simple to him, but he knew his teammates would never understand. Whenever he mentioned his love for his eternal rival they would always roll their eyes and tell him to move on. The two of them seemed to believe that Kakashi would never return Gai’s feelings for them, and Gai would be lying if he said he thought any differently. The thing was, he didn’t expect Kakashi to love him back. His love for Kakashi was unconditional. No matter what happened, or who Kakashi chose to spend his life with, Gai would always love him.

If he had to love him from afar, keeping his feelings to himself for the rest of his life, he would do so. As long as Kakashi was happy that was all that mattered to him.

“She was beautiful, though,” he continued, determined to finish the story. “Her laugh was infectious, and her smile. Kakashi, if you saw that smile for yourself perhaps you would have fallen in love.”

Any smart person would have. Her eyes had sparkled so brightly when she smiled, and the dimples that formed at the edges of her mouth were delightful. Gai had almost been unable to drag his eyes away from them. If his heart wasn’t already claimed he was certain he would have been helpless against her charm.

“What about her jokes?”

“Well, she didn’t really tell any jokes, but-” Gai’s mind came screeching to a halt. He’d been so caught up in his own thoughts that he’d failed to register another voice speaking to him and had simply responded without thought. Now, though, he was well aware of the other voice.

The other presence lay right in front of him, staring at him with one sleepy eye that seemed to sparkle with amusement.

“Kakashi…”

“No jokes,” closing his eyes, Kakashi adjusted himself to find a more comfortable position in a bed that allowed for almost no comfort at all. “Sounds boring.”

Gai puffed out his cheeks. “She wasn’t,” he insisted. “She actually had quite a lot to say about the book she was reading. A new romance novel she picked up at the bookstore. I think it was about a dashing prince, a brave princess, and she mentioned something about a clever knight who stole the princess’ heart near the end of the book.” The details weren’t that important, but Gai wanted to include them. If there was anything he could guarantee Kakashi wanted to hear about, it was books. The man loved books more than anything else in the world.

Well, almost anything. Not even books could over take Kakashi’s devotion to the precious people in his life.

At the mention of a new romance novel, Kakashi’s eye flew open once more. “Book?”

Covering his mouth, Gai gave himself a moment to laugh at his rival’s predictability. “A book, yes,” he confirmed once he’d composed himself. “I think I remember the name of it. Ummm, ‘Twilight meeting’ perhaps? No, wait.” Thinking back to the conversation he searched the words he could recall for a title. “Oh! ‘Love's flight!’”

“Love's flight,” Kakashi repeated with a thoughtful nod. “I might have to pick it up.”

“So you can talk to the pretty lady about it?” Gai teased his friend, though his heart ached at the thought of Kakashi seeking out that beautiful woman who’d spoken so kindly to him.

“Talk to her?” stretching an arm over his head, Kakashi groaned when his shoulder gave a satisfying pop. “Why would I talk to her?”

“Well, as I was saying. She’s-”

“Beautiful?” Kakashi interrupted with a chuckle, a pained expression flashing over his face as he settled a hand over the left side of his abdomen. “Fun to chat with? Delightful to keep company with?”

“Well, yes!” Straightening himself up, Gai grinned. He tried to smile, but his eyes were glued on Kakashi’s hand. Watching carefully for any signs of further pain that might require him to call for a doctor. “She was all of those things. As I was saying, I think you would like her.”

“Mah,” settling back into his spot, Kakashi tilted his head back so that he was staring at the ceiling. “I’d rather be poisoned again.”

The emotions swirling inside of Gai were confusing. There was anger, of course, at the ease with which Kakashi spoke of his current condition. Annoyance at his dismissal of someone so perfectly suited for him in beauty and personality. Yet, there was also a hint of joy. A joy that Gai knew didn’t belong, but which he couldn’t help but focus on.

Joy that Kakashi showed no interest in someone else, no matter how much Gai talked her up. Unrestrained delight at knowing that even though he was being told there was someone perfectly suited for him out in the world, Kakashi didn’t seem to care.

All that mattered to him was a book.

“I could get it for you,” he offered, unable to keep a smile from stretching across his lips even though he knew he should scold Kakashi for being so careless about his own health. “There’s probably a copy available at the bookstore.”

Kakashi hummed. “Will you read it to me?”

“R-read it to you?” the words swirled in his mind. Repeating themselves over and over again until they were the only thing that Gai could hear. Kakashi, the man who would complain if anyone tried to read his favorite book out loud, wanted to have a book read to him. Never, in all of their years of friendship, had Gai even seen anyone read anything to Kakashi. Not a mission report, or a scroll full of history, and especially not a book.

Once, when they were still young and Kakashi had only just been promoted to chunin, he remembered Rin offering to read a book to him while he was sick, and Kakashi’s response had been to snatch the book out of Rin’s hand rather rudely.

“Gai?” a finger touched his nose, yanking him straight out of his thoughts and back into reality. A reality in which he was now faced with Hatake Kakashi, the man who had stolen his heart just a few short years ago, staring at him with a worried expression. As if he wasn’t the one who had just been poisoned. “You alright?”

“Read to you,” he repeated, smiling at the thought of Kakashi laying back in his bed listening to every word that rolled off of his tongue. “I can do that.”

“Good,” retracting his hand, Kakashi closed his visible eye and offered Gai a playful sort of smile. The type of smile that always seemed to strike him deep in the heart, making him fall just a little more in love every time he saw it. “I like listening to you.”

#Kakagai #Kakagai fantasy week 2023 #Kakagai fantasy week #Cannon #Free day #i had to write a whole fic for a friend and i think it fits well here #even if it is cannon #ish

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