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cas-kingdom · 2 years

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"You are being stupid and reckless"

For your Chicago fire family! ❤️

“You are being stupid and reckless,” Matt Casey ground out through clenched teeth as he tightened his grip on your forearms. He turned then as you struggled futilely against him, dipping his head dangerously low in the direction of Gabby, Stella and Sylvie, who were snickering in a corner of the bar. “All four of you!”

Stella snorted, practically doubling over Sylvie. “What?” she called out, her words slurred. “Can’t handle as much drink as us?”

“Lightweights!” Gabby.

“Pussies!” Sylvie.

“I want a baby koaaaala!” you lilted, manging to wrench free and toppling back against Kelly, who’d stood from his bar stool the moment Antonio Dawson had entered Molly’s with you, Gabby, Stella and Sylvie trailing in front of him, your arms linked together like schoolchildren as you attempted to keep each other up. Apparently, Matt’s hesitation about agreeing to let the older ladies take his younger sister on her first pub crawl had been well suited. Not a single member of Firehouse 51 had ever seen you so...out of sorts.

“Wohoah, there! Slow down, madcap.” Kelly couldn’t help the grin that appeared on his face, an unfamiliar blend of both amusement and shock, as he caught your flailing arms. You seemed intent on getting to the ladies in the corner, reaching a hand out towards them like some crazed zombie.

“Hey, hey, Kidd!” As had been customary since the moment Stella joined 51, both she and you turned at what could have been either her last name or your pet name. Neither of you seemed to be in an answering mood, however. Hermann expertly slid across the bar table and grabbed the beer bottles that Stella had seemingly sprung from mid-air. “No more alcohol for you! Your livers’ll thank me for it later.”

“How much did you even drink?” Otis asked. His brows were raised so high they almost touched his hairline as he glanced between the last four women he’d expected to see this intoxicated.

“Oh,” Sylvie said with a laugh, “a lot. And I mean a lot, a lot.”

“A lot,” Stella mirrored.

“Like...a lot,” Gabby agreed with a defining nod, taking a step to the left and almost tripping over thin air before Otis leapt forward to catch her.

Matt’s expression was one of absolute displeasure, paired with a mortifyingly sinking feeling in his chest. He turned towards Antonio, who was still stood by Molly’s entrance, hands on his hips while he watched the situation unfold with what could only be intrigue.

“Antonio.” Matt threw his arms up in the air, defeated. “What can I say?”

Antonio shook his head and moved forward. “Look, man, I’m just as embarrassed over Gabby as you.” He opened his mouth to continue before sparing a quick glance at you, intoxicatingly determined to escape Kelly’s hold and grab his unfinished beer on the bar table. Kelly was clearly having difficulty figuring out whether he should be pissed or amused that the girl he’d helped raise was drunk out of her mind for the first time in her life. Later in the evening, when they brought you all home and put you to bed, they’d laugh about it until their sides hurt. For now, it seemed Matt was the adult in the situation.

“Has she ever had this much to drink?” Antonio asked, jerking a thumb in your direction.

Matt ran a hand down his face. “She rarely touches the stuff. To say I’m surprised is a...nauseous understatement. Where’d you say you found them?”

“Just down the street, on their way back here. Did you know they were going on a pub crawl?”

Before Matt could answer, Gabby and Sylvie stumbled forward, drunken laughter spilling from their lips. Stella had attached herself to Kelly, peppering kisses on his cheek as he attempted to keep both her and you in check.

Gabby stopped uncomfortably close to her brother. “Of course we were going on a pub crawl, Antonio,” she drawled. “The girl’s just turned twenty-one! Not every day that happens.”

“Yeah,” Sylvie piped up, aimlessly pointing a finger at the ceiling. “What’d you think we were gonna do? Sit around Molly’s all night for a tame evening of karaoke and board games? Hell no! That’s what the boys are here for!”

That had indeed been what the boys were here for. After shift, they’d met up at Molly’s to close it to the public and decorate the place in time for your birthday party that evening. 51 had had a great few hours together, but eventually Gabby had suggested she, Stella and Sylvie take you out for your first birthday pup crawl. Of course, the guys had insisted they join in, but the ladies had demanded that this was a girls’ night only, and you’d be back later to re-join the party. That had seemed a little unrealistic—Matt and Kelly knew all too well their girlfriends’ party potential—but every member of the family had subconsciously stuck around Molly’s to see that it came to pass, each one ready with a list of Chicago pubs in case you didn’t return by midnight.

Mouch gestured to the birthday cake, sent by Mills with the promise he’d come visit soon. “Have some cake, Y/N, it’s divine.”

“Oh, we’ve already had some,” Sylvie interrupted as she waved her hand in disinterest.

“Pink Moon were selling slices, three for the price of one,” Stella said, draping her arms around Kelly’s neck. “We got, like, six portions.”

“Seven,” Gabby corrected.

“Seven portions.”

“Hey, hey, get this!” Your stammering words broke above the discreet conversations echoing around the bar. You seemed to have tired of struggling, one hand grasping the wrist of Kelly’s arm wrapped around your waist to keep her steady. Still, you were in high spirits, your head lolling around as you grinned. “A police detective picks up four drunk girls from a pub, then brings them back to safety...at another pub. Suuuch a hypocrite, Tony.”

Antonio turned a dark glare on Gabby, who seemed to sober up for the briefest of seconds.

“I did not teach her that nickname,” she asserted, not at all assertedly.

“Yeah, okay.” Antonio’s words were laced with exhaustion as he shook his head at his sister’s lies and turned back to those he could actually trust. “Matt, are you good here?”

“I am if you are.” Matt glanced over his shoulder and nodded towards the firefighters behind him, each one obviously willing to help if the need happened to arise. That is, if you and the others were too much trouble for Matt and Kelly to handle alone, which they couldn’t honestly attest to just yet considering the unfamiliar grounds they were currently toeing.

Antonio nodded and stepped back towards the door. He made a show of pointing a finger between all four drunkards. “Let this be the first and last time I bring you home to the adults while I’m off shift, ladies,” he warned. “That includes you, Gabriela. Be more careful.”

“You got it, bro.”

When Antonio left, the slightest sliver of a smile on his lips caught Matt’s eyes before he disappeared around the corner. He brushed it off and returned his attention to the situation at hand. “Okay,” he said firmly, in a tone you often called his ‘lieutenant-y alderman voice’, “I think it’s time we head home.”

Your mouth fell wide open in absolute disbelief as you hung limply over Kelly’s arm. “Uh, no!”

“It’s her twenty-first birthday!” Gabby yelled, slapping Hermann’s hand when he came to see if she needed help. Hermann immediately put his palms up and turned to walk off, way too incapable of dealing with a drunk woman at a time like this.

“Don’t be such pussies!” Sylvie agreed as Cruz crossed his arms beside her.

Arms draped around Kelly, Stella’s whining joined the protests. “Let us have fuuuun!”

“Oho, you’ve clearly had enough fun,” Boden spoke up from the back around his obvious amusement, quite unexpectedly really considering he’d been quiet since at his table with Capp and Tony. At the drunk glare each of you sent his way, he conveniently turned to his drink, snickering into the glass.

“Ugh.” Sylvie put a hand to her head. “I need air. Can you guys—”

With a strength most unbefitting of someone who’d stumbled into the pub not long ago, you finally escaped Kelly’s hold with a loud: “coming!”

Concern filled each member of firehouse 51′s gaze as the four of you clambered out of Molly’s. Once the doors shut and the muffled sound of loud laughter filled the tense silence of the pub, Kelly turned to the crowd, the first fragment of apprehension appearing on his face. “Should someone go with them?”

Outside, you, Stella, Gabby and Sylvie were in utter hysterics for reasons entirely against what one might assume, had they been in your presence for the past five minutes.

“I can’t believe—” Gabby was bent over from the exertion of her laughter, one hand on her knee and the other grabbing onto Sylvie for support— “you sure you’ve never been drunk before?”

You pressed your lips together in an attempt to keep from bursting once again. “I’m just a seriously good actor,” you said, then lost the battle and snorted.

Sylvie rubbed at her eyes, wiping away the tears. “Did you see the guys’ faces?”

“Never mind their faces,” Stella gasped, leaning against a lamppost for support. “Did you see Kelly when you went for his beer? Aw, man. This is exactly what we needed.”

You held up a finger. “This is exactly the payback we needed,” you amended. “They better never put toothpaste in my oreos again.”

“And in the donuts,” Stella added. “No one messes with a firefighter’s breakfast donuts.”

“They know what’ll happen if they put clear nail varnish on my soap bar again,” Gabby said.

“And if they ever put a live spider on the kitchen counter again...” Sylvie let the threat hang in the air just as you all burst into laughter once more. It had, of course, been a ruse. A clever one at that. If the guys had truly believed they could get away with pranking the four of you on April Fool’s Day without some sort of retribution, even if it came a few weeks later, then most sane people would be urging them to retake their mental fitness exam. You had been pondering over it for multiple shifts, figuring out what would draw the best reactions from the guys, and had eventually dwindled it down to this with great, great satisfaction. Because what could possibly boil a guy’s blood more than seeing their little girl completely, utterly intoxicated? And what could possibly feel better than having the guys dote on you the next morning while you ‘recovered’ from your ‘hangover’?

“I just can’t believe you actually got my brother in on it too,” Gabby admitted. She slung an arm around your shoulders and drew you into a side-hug. “He’s such a spoilsport, he would’ve turned me down immediately.”

You shrugged. “I told you I had a special charm.”

“He should’ve stayed for a drink,” Stella said.

Gabby scoffed. “Oh, that guy can’t play a prank to save his life. He left so he didn’t burst into laughter and give it away.” She suddenly swayed, her cheeks puffing up as the world’s orbit seemed to become that bit more obvious. “Ooh. Okay, I know we didn’t have that much to drink…”

“But we still drank,” Sylvie finished, swallowing down a thickness in her throat, “yep. I feel it too.”

You were standing pretty on two drinks, one from each of the pubs you’d pitifully crawled past before the anticipation of your prank to come had dulled your appetite for wine. Gabby, Stella (especially Stella) and Sylvie had obviously drank more in those two pubs, hence why their dramatics weren’t entirely dramatics, but you had based your performance entirely on the notes you’d mentally taken over the past years as you watched drunk men enter and leave Molly’s.

“Oh, oh, shit, abort,” Gabby hissed. You turned to see movement at the door. At the sound of it swinging open as Matt, Kelly and Cruz came out, supposedly to take you home, you put those notes to good use once more.

“Gabby! Stel! Sylvieeee!” you whined, hanging onto the others. “Why can’t I have a baby koala?”

“I’m gonna puke again!” Sylvie shrieked.

“I literally might faint,” Stella said airily, a hand against her forehead.

Gabby pretended to collapse. “My head feels like a construction zone!”

The guys, including Kelly, looked horrified, well aware they were in for a night and a half.

Payback was sweet.

Chicago Fire Masterpost

send me the first sentence of a fanfic and i’ll write the next five, except i don’t know when to stop writing so i guarantee there’ll be more than five

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samrsgyi · 1 year

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Gabby from fire country with a s/o that has a shinobu like personality would Include...

(GIF IS NOT MINE!!!!)

-Gabby doesn't really understand why you act so happy and cheerfull, when back then you had normal face expressions

- You're always smiling at everybody and greeting them everyday

- Your smile always brightens up her day shen things go dark for gabs

- When Gabby introduced you to the crew, cheif and bode, your smile stayed on your face

- That's until Gabby went to go and use the bathroom after a long shift when she just froze. She saw you drinking poison and making medicine 💉💊.

- When she saw that you were harming yourself she scolded you lightly

- But in the end she cuddled with you to help you calm down

End

#Gabby x reader #Fire country

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demigoddessqueens · 10 months

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I just want some family fluff 🥺💕🥹

Y/n: why are there tiny hand prints on the wall?

Miguel: (to Gabby) why are there tiny prints?

Gabby: because I have tiny hands, papa

Miguel: because she has tiny hands

Gabby: why does mom wear make-up?

Miguel: cause she wants to look pretty

Gabby: but she’s already pretty!!

Miguel: Awww ☺️

Gabby: dad you should wear make-ups!

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rimunagenius · 20 days

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Off Day

ʚ pairing: Kate Martin x Roommate!reader

ʚ word count: 2.6k words

ʚ warnings: RPF!! angst, creepy!stalker-ish!classmate, harassment, some fluff at the end

ʚ ri speaks: okay so i literally just dropped part one and the masterlist and right after i literally wrote this part! i literally pulled this series out of my ass last night…pardon my french. so i finished the masterlist and first part last night and so far, the feedback im getting is really good so…yay!☺️ anyways, this part is a little dark? but trustttt it will be resolved soon.

Part 2

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You desperately wanted to crawl back into bed, get back under the cool covers, and just lie there until the world ended. Or until Kate got home. Either way, you wanted to be anywhere but class.

Something about today was so off. You woke up and did your routine like any normal day. Kate left earlier than you but came back right before you left. You left her breakfast or lunch, whatever she decided to classify it as on the counter, and said you'd see her later at practice. That was 3 hours ago.

But today you had an exam in your anatomy class. This class was easy but you just did not want to be there because of Nick. Ever since a couple of days ago when you told Kate what went down between him and Gabbie, he's been relentless in getting the details of "your and Kate's relationship." You didn't want to tell him it wasn't Kate because you'd rather have to pretend to date her than anyone in California. Especially the girls you knew.

Something about Nick was off so you weren't going to pick a random girl in your following on Instagram. Knowing him, he'd probably stalk the poor woman. You just wanted to skip this class altogether. You hoped this line in the coffee shop on campus would move faster to possibly find a seat where other people could fill in around you before he could.

"Hey!" You turned your head, pulled one airpod out of your ear, and smiled at the brunette next to you. Her name was Juliana and you had class with her in like ten minutes.

"Oh, my god, hi!" You put the AirPod back in its case, abandoning the tranquility for the rest of whatever conversation was going to ensue.

"Not to be nosy or get in your business, and I really don't want to make you uncomfortable, but that guy over there keeps staring at you." She pointed her finger, subtly, in the direction behind her. You got to be fucken kidding…Nick. "He's been saying things to people in anatomy, saying you guys are talking, and how he doesn't like how you're too close to Kate. Or something like that, it's all unclear. But I found it weird and thought you should know." Her face looked genuinely concerned. Her eyes went soft as she looked at your expression change from friendly to somewhat terrified.

"Oh, my god. Thanks for telling me. I don't even know him. He's asked me out a couple of times but I rejected him. Who is he telling? Do a lot of people know?" You asked her. Your hands started to get clammy, as you started to move to the pick-up counter, your name being called; your drink ready.

"I honestly have no idea, but if anyone asks just tell them you're in a relationship." Juliana suggested, unsure of how to handle the whole situation.

"Yeah, I thought he'd leave me alone when my friend Gabbie had said I was seeing someone already. He automatically assumed it was my best friend Kate." You really thought this was behind you. This was probably the bad feeling you've been feeling all day.

"Oh, so you're not dating Kate?" Juliana asked, her face lightening up.

"No, but she said she was okay with going along with it to keep him away from me. Why? You like her?" You had no idea she swung that way. She usually talked about boy drama whenever you guys did group work in your class.

"Uh, no. But if she decides to start seeing someone and needs to drop the whole "fake girlfriend" thing, you can definitely ask me. I'm happy to help." She smiled warmly at you. You were very grateful for her willingness to help.

"Oh, okay. Thank you so much!" Her friend then called her over, and you both said goodbye. You had already made it to your class. Juliana keeping you company the whole way. You walked in and took a seat, pulling out your phone. You figured you could text Kate and let her know that if Juliana was willing to help, you'd relieve her of her duties. You also wanted to catch her up on what the hell went down in the coffee shop.

"you will not believe what just happened..."

almost instantly, her response bubble popped up.

"omg, what?"

"a friend in my anatomy class came up to me in better buzz and told me some guy was staring at me"

"what guy? are you okay?"

"and the guy was Nick!"

"oh..."

"apparently he's telling people me and him are talking but doesn't like how me and you are so close"

"wtf. are you serious?"

"did you tell her that me and u were together?"

"ab that...she said she would be down to be my "girlfriend" if I needed it. so I was thinking I would just tell ppl that me n her are together, so that way you're not dragged into this mess lol"

"Oh."

"okay for sure."

"I gtg. I'll see you later at practice!"

"alright, see you later. love you!"

" 'bear <3 loved "alright, see you later. love you!" "

Usually, she said it back. You, Kate, and all the girls got in the habit of saying 'love you' to one another because it was true. You all loved each other so dearly. None of you had shame in how you felt about one another and how close you held each other to your hearts. But you just decided to brush it off, she was probably just super busy.

You honestly had no idea why your mind told you to read into everything she's been saying and texting you, lately. I was seriously getting unhealthy with how much you worried about what she thought about you. You were lost in thought before someone took a seat next to you. Assuming it was Juliana because she was just outside with her friends, you turned to tell her that if she was down to be your "girlfriend." You were pretty startled to see it wasn't her but Nick instead.

"So, how have you been?" He asked. Something about him seemingly so off. You didn't like the feeling you got around him at all. You noticed his gaze following you out of the shop with Juliana ten minutes ago. You looked around the room, the spots in the class filling up quickly. You saw Juliana walk in, but before you could get her attention, Nick moved into your line of sight and prevented anyone from coming between you two.

"Uh, good?" You looked down at your phone trying to find anything to keep you looking as uninterested as possible.

"That's it? Nothing else to say to me?" He seemed to be growing more irritable with the short responses.

"I don't know what you want me to say, I didn't want to talk to you anyway." You looked at him, wishing he'd go away. You didn't want to say it out loud and catch the attention of everyone around you.

"Oh, now that's not nice. That's no way to talk to your boyfriend." He said, a weird smile encroaching on his lips. You did not like this at all. You were genuinely starting to get scared. You pulled up Juliana's number, thankful you asked for it last week so you could send her the notes she missed.

"911. he's starting to really freak me out."

You sent the message and immediately Nick asked who you had been texting. "Can you please, for the love of god, leave me alone? I'm seeing someone." The smirk on his face dropped, a cold stare being directed right at you.

"No, you're not. You're seeing me."

"No, she's not you creep. She's my girlfriend." Juliana then sat on the opposite side of you, staring Nick down. Nick's face flushed, his eyes looking at a few people who had turned around to see what was going on. She placed a hand on your leg.

It wasn't long after your exam and when the class was dismissed that Nick approached you again. He tried to talk to you, you just want to get straight to the Carver stadium. No students that weren't on the team or staff weren't allowed in. You just needed to get there as quickly as possible.

"Hey! Stop ignoring me." Nick semi-shouted at you. You had put both airpods in, trying to tune him out. It wasn't until he tried to grab your arm and pull you back from walking away from him that you turned around ready to blow up before your saving grace came up to both of you.

"Hey, man! Watch the fuck out. I don't know who you think you are but you are not gonna put your hands on my friend like that. Not like that, not now, and not ever." Hannah, with the hand she had placed on his arm to throw it off you, pushed him back a little before putting her arm around your shoulder and walking away from him. "That was fucking weird. You know that guy?" She looked back to see if he was still there, and indeed he was. Watching you both walk in the direction towards the arena.

"No, actually. He's a fucking creep who asked me out a couple of times and took it horribly. He's been harassing me for a little. He was staring at me while I was getting coffee before my class like two hours ago." You said, calming down significantly since Hannah showed up. But your stomach was still uneasy and you really did not want to go to that class tomorrow or ever until he was gone and far away from Iowa City.

"Yeah, don't walk around campus alone anymore. I'll come to find you after every—what class is this?"

"Anatomy."

"Okay, after every one of your anatomy classes, I'll come to find you and we can go to practice together. Do you have friends that know what classes you have and can walk you?" Now that you think about it, Juliana was in a lot of your classes. She wanted to do nursing so most classes you had in the week, were with her.

"Yeah, funny story. The girl that's pretending to be my girlfriend to keep that guy away, which he obviously doesn't give a damn about, is in a lot of my classes. And it works out because the ones she's not in, Kate takes me because they're on her way." You smiled at the tall girl, grateful.

"Okay, good. I don't want you getting stalked and possibly worse because of that guy. You should report him before it gets too bad." Hannah suggested, and rightfully so.

"Yeah, I will. Thanks again, Hannah."

The girls' practice was going well. Until it wasn't.

"Hey, you got a minute?" You were organizing gauze and wraps in the med bag behind the bench before you looked up and saw Kate holding her nose.

"Yes, of course, Kate. Another one?" You looked at the girl as she walked around the bench and you handed her a towel. She broke her nose every year, you and Caitlin swore on it. You grabbed some gauze squares and put them in each nostril, to absorb as much blood as possible before you completely ruined the towel.

"Don't tilt your head back. It could cause clots." You knew she already knew that with how prone Kate was to bloody noses. But it never hurts to refresh her mind, as it is instinct to stop the bleeding.

"Yeah, thanks." You and Kate stood there while the bleeding stopped. "Alright, I think I'm good." She said a small smile on her face. You saw some blood on her shirt, grabbing the small bottle of peroxide in the bag, and a small gauze pad, you tried to soak as much of it out so it was easier for her when she did laundry. Suddenly your phone started buzzing. A new notification every second.

"Jeez, who is blowing up your phone?" Kate asked, as she looked at your screen lighting up and watching the notifications pop up one by one.

"I don't know. Can you check?" You asked as you tried to get the last spot of blood off her clothes.

"It's Instagram. Someone named Nick? Is it that same Nick guy Hannah said harassed the fuck out of you today?" She set your phone down. Your stomach immediately churning. You were honestly getting the creeps.

"Oh my god. She told you?" You asked as you looked into Kate's eyes. Both of yours mirroring each other. The same worried look.

"Yeah, and I'm glad she did. You need to say something. Or I can if you're not comfortable." Kate suggested. Now six more new notifications popped up, all from Nick. "I'll block him for you." She said, picking up your phone but stopping to look at you. Her eyes silently asking if that was okay with you.

"Yeah, please." You sighed as you threw the gauze squares away, putting the peroxide back before watching Kate block Nick. On your main and spam account. You have no idea how he found you; your name isn’t in the usernames. You really should go private and change your message settings. "Alright lemme check your nose though, to make sure it's not broken." There was absolutely no need to do this. You knew it was probably just a simple elbow or ball to the face. You both would've known if it was broken.

"Alright." She sat on the bench, signature manspread. Good lord. You stood between her legs, putting pressure on different parts of her nose, checking for any indication of pain. It was a little tender but that was obvious, and so was you making an excuse to keep Kate a little longer. I mean, could she blame you? You haven't seen her much in the last couple of days. Late practices you missed for studying for your exam, her leaving earlier than you and by the time you get home she's either asleep or visiting her nephew. You missed your best friend.

You could see her looking at you as you checked. Your eyes meet once or twice, small giggles escaping your lips every time. Her eyes dropping to your lips occasionally, watching your tongue poke out a little as you focused on the task at hand. That made her giggle too. "Okay, bear. You're good." You kissed the top of her head and patted her shoulder before she stood up and ran back to the court.

"If I roll my ankle, do I get a cute nickname and a kiss too?" Caitlin shouted as she pretended to throw herself on the ground. You laughed at her antics loudly before nodding your head and yelling yes. You laughed harder as she pretended to limp towards you.

"Yeah, I'm gonna need like ten kisses to make this unbearable pain go away." She fakes winced as she took a seat in the spot Kate was previously in, resting her "injured" foot on the chairs next to her.

"Oh for sure, Cait." You laughed.

Suddenly, Sydney, Kylie, Jada, and Gabbie, hobbled over pretending to be injured to get their kisses too. "You need one too, Coach Bluder?" You shouted after you made your way through half the lineup. You made the assistant coaches laugh, including Coach herself. The practice was better after that, but you just couldn't shake the events from today off.

Maybe another movie night with Kate would fix this. A lot of ice cream must be eaten tonight. Just one night, peaceful, and Nick free.

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ccswife · 10 days

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Oh No..

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part 3: drunk words, sober thoughts

***song has designated playing time. will be in big red font.

pairing๛: kate martin x iowau!reader

synopsis๛: kate catches you watching your saved edits of her

warnings: sexual content, mentions of drinking

not proofread again smh sorry

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Its been about 3 days since deciding to distance yourself from kate. and trust me, its been incredibly hard; not only do you miss her desperately, but you have to be around her constantly due to your training duties. you try your very hardest to ignore her at practices, only communicating when absolutely necessary. an example being when she gets knocked over, hard, during a pick and roll gone wrong. she smacked her head pretty badly, and you had to carry out concussion protocol. or, when they are in the weight room for lifts, she almost always needs direction for 1-3 exercises. this instance is arguably way worse than the other, considering you have to touch her and guide her into the right form. whenever you have no choice but to talk to her, she gives you these big puppy eyes. you love them, but again, stubborn ol’ you wont actually fix anything right now.

one day after practice, when you had just finished explaining stretches to jada for her hamstrings, caitlin and gabbie come over. gabbie looks worried and caitlin has a very serious look on her face, the one she only wears before giving the team a pre-game talk.

“y/n, we need to speak to you” caitlin starts. "yea, its nothing bad so please dont make that face!!" gabbie sees the worried expression you hold. looking around the gym, you slowly nod and look between the two taller girls. "alright...go ahead..."

"we have noticed-" caitlin pauses and looks at gabbie for reassurance, gabbie in turn nods her head and caitlin turns back at you. "you and kate have been rather, distant! and that is very weird for you too."

"usually you two are inseparable, and you seem like youre ignoring her, whats up?" gabbie continues.

mouth wide open, you start to move it but no words come out. the fact that they said something and noticed the ignoring was on purpose threw you off enough, and now you have to tell them why. 3 things go through your head. 1) lie to their faces. 2) tell them the truth and get yelled at. and 3) turn and run as fast as you possibly can. gabbie looks at caitlin and they turn and whisper for a second, you still standing there, trying to form a coherent sentence. caitlin turns and says "you dont have to tell us right this second, but we are here for you, so feel free to come to us whenever you need, ok?" she puts her hand on your shoulder, rubbing it in a small circle. your eyes dart back amd forth between them, and you peep out a little 'ok thanks' before turning and walking away. usually people didnt pick up on the things you did, kate did though. shit, even when you try to hate her its so damn hard because she knows you like a calculator knows math. you felt like your life was slowly falling apart, like a broken pot thats been trying to stay together, but crumbles as time goes. you needed to add some glue.

ever since caitlin and gabbie came up to you after practice, they talk to you way more throughout lifts and practices. to be honest, its more caitlin than gabbie. in fact, youve noticed that caitlin has been touchier and more flirtatious. from an arm circling around your neck, a touch to the waist when she slides by, a wink in between drills, or suggestive jokes only between you too. you cant tell if its on purpose or not, but you kind of .... like it? maybe you like it, or maybe you like the fact that you can see kate in the corner of your eye everytime, staring the two of you down. when these interactions happen, its like she teleports so youre in her eyeshot. almost every single time you talk to caitlin, flirtatious or not, she turns and talks to hannah. this leaves you thinking, what could she possibly be saying? of course your whole being hopes that its her being jealous, but the devil on your shoulder tells you shes talking shit about you, calling you a whore and that youre only using caitlin to get popular. sometimes the angel on your shoulder talks too, though. kate has been consistently texting you, asking if you can meet up and talk, or if she can call you to resolve whatever it is that's happening. you respond with 'no thanks' or 'im busy rn.' to every single text. you feel like she owes you something, but you dont know what. your heart aches, wanting so badly to respond nicely and to be in her arms again, back to how it was always meant to be.

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its saturday night, and you get a text in the team groupchat.

hawks🦅💛🖤

caitlin clark: hey guyysssssss so since we got the huge W (😜😜) i think we should all go out to the cluerrbbbbb

gabbie marshall: oh fuck yes what time should we meet and where

kate martin: im down if everyone else is

you roll your eyes at her text, only because its her.

(jada, kylie, and 5 others liked kate martins message.)

you look up at the time, seeing its 10 and use it as an excuse. you did not want to see kate in a club setting right now, let alone get ready. getting drunk did seem pretty nice though.....

you: ill pass, thanks thoooo

immediately, caitlin and gabbie respond, insisting you to go out with them. after 4 minutes of arguing with them, you give up and get off the couch.

now its time to get ready!!!!

pulling out your speaker, you blast your getting ready playlist. you slap on a stunning layer of makeup, drawing on eyeliner to emphasize your eye color, as well as 2 layers of mascara on your curled lashes. a little concealer here and there, some blush, highlighter and a layer of setting powder to make sure it stays intact while you are shitfaced. the dress of choice is a tight black, mini strapless dress, and to feel a little alive you throw a lacey pair of undies on underneath. its not like you were gonna get laid anyways. you did your hair in an updo, to accentuate the muscles in your back. you slip a small pair of heels onto your feet, then finally spray your signature perfume and some glitter. galncing at the clock, you see its 10:45, and that you have to get going. if we are being honest, walking out to meet everyone... you felt like a billion dollars. you dont know what it was, but something was making you so, so confident right now. the sway of your hips while you walked was hypnotizing, and getting a whiff of your perfume as you passed by put the cherry on the cake.

arriving at the club, the team stood outside waiting for the rest to get there. it seemed that you were the last one, so the girls filed in one by one. upon entering the club, it was hot and humid, bodys everywhere and the music blasting. not seeing where everyone else went , you made your way over to the bar to order shots.

"two shots of tequila please" you smile nicely at the bartender, grabbing the shots after he poured them, saying a quick thank you before downing both of them. you hoped that they would quickly take the edge off, and to make you stop thinking about kate. she was right in your eye sight, which didnt help too much. especially since she looked so fucking delicious. she sat next to jada, legs man-spread, wearing a green button down, top buttons open- showing her chest; and a classic pair of balck jeans on her botoom half. her hair was pulled back into a messy bun, and she stared across the room at you, sipping out of a solo cup. you turn back to the bartender and order some more shots, hoping they actually work some magic on your poor little brain.

after youre 4 shots and 1 drink in, gabbie comes and pays you a visit at the bar. " how ya doing over here girl?" she places her cold hand on your leg, standing and looking down at you. " im s'greatttttt. d'gyou kno that i loveee someone ? yesssaaaaa i dooooooo" you make a heart shape with your fingers and raise your eyebrows repeatedly. her eyes widen as you continue to slur some more words at her. " her— shes righttt over there next to shjada ! she looks so sexy fuck me bro" you put your head in your hands, and gabbie sits down next to you, picking up your chin. " babe i think its time to sweat some of this alcohol out, get out there and dance your little butt off." looking back at her, you crookedly smile and get up, hearing that your favorite club song just came on.

now playing 'Up Down (Do this all day)' by T-Pain, B.o.B.

making your way to the dance floor, you can feel kate watching you like a hawk. you pick a spot right in front of her and start to move your body. mindlessly moving, you back up little by little, and crash into a chest. looking up, you see its a basketball girl from another school. you dont remember her name— being that youre drunk, but her face rings a bell. "you dancing all alone baby?" her hand sits on your hip, other one creeping to your ass. looking up, you nod and put both hands around her neck. "lets change that then, m'kay?" as soon as those words came out of her mouth, you turned around, pushing back into her, slightly grinding your hips. you purposely turned around, wanting to see kate's face while you grinded on some random basketball girl. you watch her fist shut, squeezing the empty solo cup she held. you keep eye contact, moving your hands up and down your body, while the girls hands stayed on your hips, face in the crevice of your neck. this continues for a while until suddenly, kate gets up and leaves the room, clearly angry. it was sexy on her.

seeing that she went into the bathroom, you follow her in a couple seconds behind. you decide to wash your hands, as that girl on the dance floor was actually really sweaty. kate comes out of a stall, and she stares at you through the mirror. leaning against the wall, your first words with her outside of practice are exchanged.

"you gonna tell me what the fuck that was out there?" you turn around and look at her with a confused face.

"what was what? i was just dancing." her lip curls and she turns away her face. " y/n, i am— i dont like that. you shouldnt be grinding on someone you dont know." a smile grows on your face and you tilt your head. "oh, so i should be grinding on people i know? regardless of feelings?" her head whips back at you, wearing a confused but intrigued look. you walk closer to her and trace your finger across her jaw. "so i guess that means you want me to grind on you, right martin?" her last name comes out of your mouth with a little slur, both of you still being drunk. unexpectedly, kate grabs your face and waist, kissing you deeply. she turns the two of you around, the cold tile making contact with your exposed back. she lifts your leg up to her waist, and you tangle your hands in her messy hair. never in your life have you kissed someone so passionately before, and her hands roaming and groping your ass just make it 10x better. she kisses you like youre oxygen and shes the lungs. in between kisses, she speaks.

"i hate"

"that youre ig— noring me-"

" i jus- wanna love you— and make you mine- for ever- baby."

"please- i need yoh— im sor- ry for"

"whatever i did"

after the last blurb of words, she moves down to your neck, kissing all around, and sucking behind your ear. you let out a groan and grasp her a little harder. inside youre silently praying you remember this in the morning. but then what she said registers in your head. although you didnt want to, you pull away from her soft lips.

"wait."

she looks at you with her sweet puppy eyes, intensely waiting for you to keep talking. her hands still on your ass.

"why? why are you saying this now? and not before" she looks at you a little confused, stepping back a bit. you continue speaking.

"kate, baby. how'd we get here? how'd we get like this?"

she stares back and you and fails to answer again, now playing with the bracelets on her wrist. angry that she didnt say anything- ESPECIALLY after she just kissed the fuck out of you, you turn and storm out. kate follows you out, scared of what you'll do and also that you might find that girl again. gabbie sees the state you two are in, and lets the girls know shes calling an uber. not protesting, you galdly go home. the ride was completely silent, windows open letting cool air in. the chill helped you sober up a little, and thankfully you safely made it uo to your apartment. after showering and cleaning tbe rest of the makeup off your face, you climb into bed and think about the nights events.

a thousand questions fly through your head. why would kate say that right then? why did you do what you did? did she mean those things? although it confused you, one thing kept you content enough to close your eyes and fall asleep.

drunk words are sober thoughts, arent they?

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A/Nq(❂‿❂)p: i hope i wasnt being dramatic when i said i had a good chapter coming! i was gonna make this longer but i decided to save some stuff for the next chapter. i hope you guys like this one teheh PLEASE LET ME KNOW!!! I WANNA IMPROVE AND MAKE THIS A GOOD STORY THAT YOU GUYS ENJOY! anyways.. toodles my munchkins😜

#Spotify #iowa wbb #kate martin #kate martin x reader #wbb #wlw #caitlin clark #gabbie marshall #omg kate martin #girls kissing girls

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bloodandtime · 1 year

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roommate!eddie pt 2

okay, finally posting part two to this. thanks for your patience on this!! been depressed busy lol also once again if this is bad i simply don’t want to know

cw: 18+ mdni, noncon voyuerism again (it’s still wanted, just not explicitly stated), (m&f) masturbation, wet dreams, accidental boners, eddie’s exasperated, drug usage briefly mentioned (it’s just weed), fem!reader, chubby/plus size reader implied!! um i fink that’s it. let me know if i missed anything. oh this is all in lowercase cause i suck lol this is also not really edited so godspeed to you all

nothing drastically changed after the first incident. eddie had been more skittish than usual, which is saying something as he is a jumpy little thing to begin with.

he felt guilty for getting off to you getting off and he couldn’t very well tell you that, (well he could, but he doesn’t know he could). eddie could barely look you in the eye the first few days after, avoiding you at every turn. you thought he actually might implode when you ran into him in only a towel.

he was out when you got in the shower so you didn’t bother with clothes. while there had been no ulterior motives that time, that’s not to say you didn’t start to tease eddie.

you’d been holding off on jumping his bones because you had wanted to be sure he wanted you. sure, you’d heard him get off at the same time as you but maybe it was a coincidence.

so when he finally started acting normal about two weeks later you decided to test the waters.

you started off small. wearing a big shirt and no pants one evening.

“everything okay?” you asked while floating around the kitchen, making dinner. eddie was frozen in the doorway, just getting home from work.

you avoid his gaze, butterflies swarming in your stomach, heat in your cheeks. you know you’re right, you know he wants you but that doesn’t fix your insecurities.

while moving back to the stove you catch eddie shaking his head, as if to wake himself up. his voice soon follows, albeit strained.

“yeah, sweetheart. i’m good.” eddie, was in fact, not good, “whatever you’re making smells great, i’ll be right back.”

he zooms away so fast you’re surprised you don’t see a smoke outline of him in his wake.

well, that was either a really great reaction or a terrible one continuing on with dinner, you don’t see eddie again the rest of the night.

(he’s jerking off, but you don’t know that)

a couple days pass and he hears you get off again. he hasn’t heard you since that first night. He doesn’t know if you haven’t gotten off at all (unlikely) or if maybe it was just a one off thing that he heard you. maybe you usually wait till he’s not home, but he hears you tonight and you’re not exactly quiet about it.

he’s in bed, sat up against your shared wall, hand palming his cock through his boxers as he listens. through the wall you’re moaning so loud your voice rings crystal clear in his ears. he thinks about what you look like when you’re cumming, a sheen to your skin, chest heaving, a slick mess at the apex of your thighs.

he imagines his cum dripping down your thighs and groans. that image of you is all the motivation he needs to shove his boxers down his thighs and start jerking off. he’s not kind about it, trying to get off at the same time as you. spitting into his hand, he starts a brutal pace, his other hand reaching down to massage his balls.

as he jerks his cock, he thinks about you on top, the way you’d look holding down his wrists, using him as leverage to grind into him. your tits in his face, the feel of your tummy pressing into him as you lean down to kiss him. he whimpers, feeling himself teetering on the edge.

a high pitched whine reaches his ears from your room and that’s all he needs to fall over, cumming all over his hands and stomach, he works himself through it until he’s whimpering. what he doesn’t know is that you’ve heard him again too. leaning against your shared wall listening to him work his cock.

you both sit there, in your respective rooms, out of breath and yearning for one another.

days pass and eddie’s not as openly weird about it this time. he is able to look you in the eye and hold a conversation, which you think means some sort of weird progress.

it’s finally your day off, and all you have planned to do is absolutely nothing. binging whatever show and lounging on the couch.

to be fair, eddie wasn’t home again so you weren’t originally trying to tempt him, but you did improvise. he comes home to find you asleep on the couch and he thinks he may just actually die.

you’re passed out on your stomach, one leg hitched up, face squished against the pillow while snoring softly. you’re only wearing a shirt and panties. your shirt rests above the curve of your ass, the soft cotton of your panties on display.

he comically bites his fist to avoid groaning as he makes his way over to you quiet as eddie can be, to try and rouse you kindly.

eddie crouches down, knees to chest, his fingertips a breath away from your shoulder when you moan.

he’s immediately frozen again.

this cannot be happening, you cannot be having a wet dream.

your hips start to move as you let out a breathy sigh, grinding down trying to find friction.

eddie leans his head to his knees and softly sighs, trying so hard to move himself away. leave the room and do the right thing and go.

but he can’t, not when you look like this, not when you sound like this. so pretty and soft and sweet. so he lifts his head, watches and listens.

his eyes rake up your body. your doughy thighs on display, and if he moves leans his head just so he sees the bump of your cunt. a gasp escapes him.

you’re soaked, folds stuck to the fabric. he stares too long, burning the image in his mind. forcing his eyes away, he follows the curves of your body, takes in every inch of flesh exposed by your rucked up shirt. when his gaze follows the slope of your shoulder to your face he inhales sharply.

your eyes are open, you’ve been watching him watch you.

“eddie,” teasing, voice sticky with sleep “what are you doing?”

he looks down, avoiding your gaze, brain racing to find an excuse. he doesn’t think sorry! was watching you have a wet dream will cut it.

“was just coming over here to wake you up, cause i didn’t want your neck to hurt after sleeping on the couch.” he says all in one breath, nails tapping a rhythm onto the coffee table absentmindedly. his eyes bounce around the room, avoiding.

you roll over and sit up, legs stretching out in front of you. eddie sits on the ground, between the couch and the coffee table where he still taps a rhythm, facing you.

“that’s sweet eddie, thank you.” you say, genuinely, smiling. he is kind, even though he’s telling a half truth.

his eyes flicker back to you at your thanks, the rhythm stops. he follows the curves of your form to your face, once again.

stopping at your thighs squeezing together, to where your belly peaks out from your shirt, soft and plush, to where your tits rest naturally because eddie can’t catch a fucking break.

“so, how was work?” you ask. closing your eyes as you lay back down and stretch out, you softly moan. eddie feels his cock jump, he makes himself turn away.

“oh you know,” he’s can’t look at you, he’s breathless, “same shit, different day.”

you open your eyes and nudge his shoulder with your knee, his band tee soft against your skin.

“oh come on, eddie” you tease, “i know you have more to say than that.”

he can’t help but laugh, meeting your gaze he flushes.

“i get it. i talk too much.” sighing dramatically as if you’ve fatally wounded him, “i’m sooooo sorry,” he’s all sarcasm.

as he’s talking you lean up, scooting so you’re sitting with your back against the arm of the couch. you let your right leg fall to the floor, your clothed cunt now in eddie’s direct line of sight. he stares, not breathing.

you nudge him with your foot, playing dumb.”really? nothing else? no shitty customers? nothing about your annoying coworkers?”

eddie scrambles to his feet, hands in front of his crotch, red in the face. “oh that reminds me! i offered to let my coworker borrow a book,” eddie stumbles as he walks backwards to the hall, squawking, he continues, “he closes tonight so i’ll just swing by now.”

he’s speaking louder now, almost to his room. “i might actually stop by the store too!” there’s shuffling, a loud crash and several fucks! sworn by the time he finally comes back into the living room, book in tow.

you’ve now pulled a blanket over you, dejected. turning your show back on, you wait for eddie to leave before you move to hide in your room.

he doesn’t notice the anxious look on your face, so focused on getting out of there before i burst in my pants!

eddie flies to the door, and tells you to text him if you need anything while he’s out. the door’s not even shut by the time you’re off of the couch, sulking back to your room.

eddie sits in his (newer) van to calm down before he leaves, unable to get the image of you out of his head. crushing on his new roommate was not in his plans.

he’s definitely convinced you’re flirting with him though so it’s not one sided, he hopes. he wonders if he should test the waters, see if you actually want him.

what if you didn’t know your pussy was right in his face? he knows how ridiculous that sounds.

he doesn’t want to get his hopes up, been the butt of a prank too many times that he catches himself mistrusing his intuition.

although he’s grown, he can’t always shake his insecurities, but he wants to put himself out there. for you. his mind continues to race as he drives back to work.

you, on the other hand, were wallowing in bed. you felt like you were being pretty forward. your pussy was in his face for christ’s sake! while the rejection hurts, you’re worried. maybe you came on too strong? he seems interested in you, he certainly couldn’t take his eyes away from you.

smoking a joint and taking a bath to relax, you plot your next big move. deciding that if he doesn’t make a move this time. you’ll drop it.

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casualheizouenjoyers · 11 months

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🌱

𝙹𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚈𝚞𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚗𝚜 ➬

𝐆𝐧 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (lowkey self indulgent)

⨳ 𓏲˖ 🩹 ˖ ࣪ 📓 ָ࣪ 𓏲⋆.

☕ 𝙹𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚈𝚞𝚊𝚗 who unintentionally finds a way to always speak so highly of you, constantly praising you for the little things to others out of love ➫

:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ→˚₊· ꒰🧸꒱

🍞 Sitting on his office bench, Jing Yuan continued to read the book you recommended him a few days ago, so far he quite enjoyed the book; reading deeply into the books melancholy plot twist and theorizing about what will happen next; Jing Yuan would constantly have distinct facial expressions when he would encounter an unexpected plot twist. yanqing would notice the general's erratic face expressions and would quirk a brow in curiosity.

“May I am what you're reading general? “, Yanqing spoke with inquisitiveness, truly curious on what is going on in Jing Yuan’s mind.

Jing Yuan taking his sharp vibrant golden yellow eyes off of the book, he looks up at Yanqing standing next to him with his signature grin. Jing Yuan begins to speak with a delighted tone, “oh? Well, this is a book [Name] recommended to me, it's quite the read. They always know the best books to recommend, their taste are quite phenomenal. “

🌱୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅

☕ 𝙹𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚈𝚞𝚊𝚗 who can't cook for shit, so if you're able to cook he'll beg you to prepare his favorite dishes for him; some how his sly mouth always convinces you to cook for him ➫

:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ→˚₊· ꒰🧸꒱

🍞 Walking into the kitchen, Jing Yuan lays his eyes apon you, a soft, tender smile forms across his face seeing you take raw ingredients out of the refrigerator. He slowly walks over to you, leaning on one of the counter tops while looking at you take out the marinated beef you prepped yesterday. You turn around to see him looking at you with a smile; you could see right through the deception.

“What is it Jing Yuan?” You continue to run around the kitchen taking out ingredients you needed to cook tomorrow's lunch, not even giving the man the time of day.

Jing Yuan began to speak in a sly tone, “I can't just watch my partner from time to time? It's truly-” you cut him of admittedly.

“What do you really want Jing Yuan?” Your tone sounds rushed, truth be told you didn't know what you where going to cook for this man.

“Well, I'm quite offended now. Is it really that peculiar for me to want to see my gorgeous partner?” His words flowed out smoothly, the smirk on his face says it all as you sigh stopping in your frantic tracks.

“No-, it is not. But I can clearly tell when you want something. “ your voice came out harsher than you intended, though Jing Yuan knew you weren't truly aggravated.

Walking behind you, Jing Yuan slowly wrapped his hands around your waist, he pressed his body against yours, laying his head in the crook of your neck letting out a small chuckle.

“Well, I might as well admit my wrong doings, “ he sighed, his breath tickled your neck making you shiver, “I did come in here for something. Though I should be polite when asking; may you please cook my favorite love? I would truly be thankful… “ Jing Yuan spoke in a gentle voice, you could feel the vibrations of his voice through your body. At this point you completely folded and just gave in.

“……fine… “ you let out a sigh. In defeat.

🌱୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅

☕ 𝙹𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚈𝚞𝚊𝚗 who gets jealous of Mimi because she takes up all of your attention so he does the most ridiculous stuff just to get even the slightest attention from you➫

:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ→˚₊· ꒰🧸꒱

🍞 Jing Yuan looks across the living room from the luscious chestnut colored recliner to see you and Mimi playing together; you giving all your attention to his adorable companion made a feeling arise inside him, he was quite jealous, from a lion at that. Jing Yuan leans back into the comfortable chair, closing his eyes and letting out a loud sigh in hopes of pulling your attention away from Mimi, even if it's just for a second. Hearing no response he opened on of his eyes directing his gaze towards you would was still petting Mimi who was laying her head on your lap.

Making sure to sigh louder this time he yet again preformed the same action as before only to realize that you weren't going to say anything to him. Jing Yuan let out incoherent words about Mimi being all over you while you didn't even give him the time of day. Jing Yuan quietly get out of his chair and sits down next to you on the soft white couch in close proximity. You looked over to him as he pushed Mimi's head gentle out your lap.

"What'd you do that for-” you where cut off by the feeling of Jing Yuan’s head resting on your lap, a small smile was plastered on his face as he grabbed you hand moving it Stoke his hair.

You sigh as you run your hands through his silky hair, smiling, “If you wanted my attention you could've just told me so. Look at Mimi, she looks betrayed. “

Jing Yuan looks over to Mimi who some how has a look of betrayal on her face. He sighed but soon smiled after as he reached his hands out to Mimi to pet her. Unfortunately for Jing Yuan Mimi took this as a sign to rest her head onto of his, pretty much almost suffocating him. He struggled a little to push Mimi off while you laughed at the pair. to be honest you're surprise he didn't die that day.

🌱୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅

☕ 𝙹𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚈𝚞𝚊𝚗 who gets passive aggressive with anyone who tries to hit on you, he'd speak professionally but his words would be filled with rage when speaking➫

:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ→˚₊· ꒰🧸꒱

🍞 It's late at night when Jing Yuan told you he would have to stay at the office for a while due to an over load of incoming paper work, you being the good partner you are, you decide to bring Jing Yuan his favorite take out food. As you are outside of Jing Yuan’s office a obviously intoxicated man appears in front of you, swaying back an forth slightly. He started to speak with you, eyeing you like you where some type of toy. You scrunched your nose up in disgust, turning away from the man and continued to walk to Jing Yuan’s office but this belligerent man would not stop following you, so you turned around and told hin sternly that you where not interested, though this did not stop his disgusting comments.

You feel hand slowly crib your shoulder gently and looked over quickly; thank god it was only Jing Yuan, though you can tell he seemed to be quite angry at the moment.

“[Name], are you doing ok? Us this drunken fool bother you my love? “ nothing but sweet concerns feel from Jing Yuan's mouth as he checked on your well being.

“Yeah! Who are you?! Get outta here, I saw them first” at this point this random man could barely make out any words coherently.

Jing Yuan looks at the man dead in his eyes, he smiles at him kindly but you could obviously tell it was a facade. “Sir, I think it's time for you to go home before I have to show you-“ Jing Yuan was cut off by the drunk man spitting insults his way. You can tell Jing Yuan is getting even more aggravated by the second.

“Just a friendly reminder, though I am a general, I have no problem having a physical altercation with a civilian. “ Jing Yuan spoke with pure malice filling his throat; at this point he was completely done dealing with this man and just wanted hin gone.

It was like a bell hand rung in the drunk mans’ head after hearing the words “general” and “physical altercation”.the man slowly started to apologize and back away slowly not wanting to provoke the general any longer. He soon began to run away far away from where you and Jing Yuan stand. Soon after Jing Yuan began to lecture you about not telling him where you are and about how he could've not been there, don't worry it's all out of love.

🌱୧ ‧₊˚ 🍵 ⋅

☕ 𝙹𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚈𝚞𝚊𝚗 loves to hear about all of your special interest, taking important mental notes about your favorite aspects of such things, he'd would then gift you something that you like from your special interest like a week later➫

:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ→˚₊· ꒰🧸꒱

🍞 You where rambling to Jing Yuan about the garden you had started a few months ago and how things where going. Jing Yuan sat there across the table from you as he rested his elbow on the table with his palm on his face as he stares at you with pure affection coated in his eyes. Just hearing your voice made Jing Yuan Falk to his knees;he is very detached to you and your interest.

“I really want Juliet's rose but it's extremely rare, I would do anything just to have it. “ you sighed out, thinking about how pretty the rose is, it truly intrigued you.

Jing Yuan raised an eyebrow after processing what you want dearly; it was now set in his mind that he would get you those flowers to plant in your garden, even if it was a challenge.

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Boy finding those roses where quite a challenge. They where very pricey, though Jing Yuan didn't care about the price at all, he was way more focused on finding an good retail florist that can guarantee that the roses are in perfect condition. Jing Yuan would spend around 3 weeks looking for only the best to gift to you; he refused to give you nothing but the best. But finally after searching for what felt like years, he was finally able to find and but from a trusted source. He planned on giving you the rare roses when he got off of work for the day, thank god time past by fast because it seems like he's more excited than you'd be

Jing Yuan see you sitting on the couch next to Mimi who's curled up next to your feet. You look over to Jing Yuan who had a wide grin on his face as he called out your name voice laced in joy.

“[Name], do you remember the rises you wanted? Ah, the Juliet roses? “ Jing Yuan voice came out smooth and calm though he had a huge grin on his face.

“Hm, yeah why? “ you question him, raising an eyebrow

“Well, I remember you saying you wanted them, so I took it alone myself to get them for you my dear. “ his gaze softens as he looks at you, admiration visibly displayed on his face; he truly loved seeing you in joy

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