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ddejavvu · 11 months
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for mutliverse monday!! (the best day of the week <3) maybe first mothers day as a mom with james!!! i feel like he'd be so sweet and maybe a little bit corny, buying every card/balloon/gift he saw and going maybe even too all out hahaha
You wake up to two kisses, one on each cheek, and one is only a little less sloppy than the other. Your eyes flutter open and there's two heads on either side of your own, one covered in sweet, soft little peach fuzz, and the other spouting curls that are tickling the side of your face.
"Morning, mummy," James croons, his hand firm against your daughter's back to keep her upright, "Say, 'Happy Mother's Day!'
Your baby babbles against your cheek, but it doesn't sound much like James's prompt.
"Oh," You coo sleepily, turning to scoop the girl into your arms and press a kiss to her flushed, rosy cheek, "Hi, lovebug."
The sleepy girl wriggles in your arms, happy to be in her mummy's grip again. James leans over to plant a smooch on your lips, sloppy and uncoordinated from how tired he is.
"'Made you breakfast," James informs you, "But it's a little messy, so I didn't want to give it to you in bed, just in case this one gets her little fingers into the syrup.
He pats your daughter's bum, and she peeks up at her dad through squinted, happy eyes. She giggles as she rocks against your chest, and the sound floods your heart with warmth you'd never known before becoming a mother.
"Giggly girl," You coo, craning your neck down to kiss your baby's nose. She lets out a squeal this time, she's new to her voice and she loves the sound of it. It makes you and James laugh, and he leans in to kiss a patch of skin just to the left of your nose, towards the apple of your cheek.
"Alright," You huff, sitting up with your daughter held tightly in your arms, "Should we go see what Dada made us, bug?"
She gurgles in response; you take it as a yes.
"She helped too~" James informs you, reaching over to pinch your daughter's tiny foot while you carry her out to the dining room, "I used the carrier-thing, strapped 'er to my chest while I made breakfast."
"Oh," You lean in to bump noses with your baby, "Is that right, bug? You're a chef already?"
"She was very helpful with getting syrup in my hair," James boasts, "We've got a natural."
"I'm glad you've washed her hands," You hum, just as she decides to put one on your cheek, "I don't want syrup in my hair."
The door to the kitchen is shut, but when James pushes it open, you're bombarded with nothing but pink, pink, pink set up in your little dining room off-shoot.
"Oh my god," You stiffen, baby still wriggly and giggly in your grasp. There's a balloon arch, different shades of pink all displayed proudly by the bay window, streamers hung from the ceiling, and a Happy Mother's Day banner hovering over the threshold between dining room and kitchen. Baby handprints are stamped all over the paper, and you have a sneaking suspicion that the paint flecks beneath your daughter's fingernails are somehow in correlation to them. The table is elegantly decorated with flowers and food alike, and it looks like James has prepared a spread of pancakes, waffles, potatoes, eggs, fresh fruit, whipped cream, and every other breakfast food known to man.
"The party store had a lot," James chuckles bashfully, wrapping a tender arm around your waist, "Do you like it?"
"Do I- yes!" You gush, turning to hug James while keeping your baby from being squished. She screeches happily at being caged between her parents, and you press a firm kiss to James's lips while she tugs on the collar of his shirt.
"Happy Mother's Day, love," He murmurs against your lips as you press them to his own. It means his words are muffled slightly, but you care more about kissing him than about letting him speak clearly.
"Thank you, James," You croon, bumping your nose into his, "Couldn't have found a better man to make me a mother."
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moonlightazriel · 1 year
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Drunk in love /// Azriel X F!Reader
Summary: Y/N had too much to drink at Rita's, but she's still loyal to her mate as ever.
Warnings: Abuse of alcohol and some swearing words.
Word Count: 845
Notes: To honor my hangover ass hahaha a little thing for you guys
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My eyes felt heavy, but Cassian still handed me another drink, one that i quickly sipped on, we’re all dancing for hours now, Mor, Cass and i completely drunk. I felt a pair of hands on my waist and i turned around, the male was tall and something about him seemed familiar, i just wasn't able to tell what. Pushing him away i turned to my friends, but his hands were all over me again.
“Can you leave me alone? My mate is here, he's on our table and will not be happy with you.” My voice was loud and slowed, and i was sure that i was more rambling than actually saying something but i didn’t care, either way he should get the massage as i got closer to Cassian and away from him.
The male whoever did not seemed to be understanding as he still stood really close to us, he tried again talking to me, i kept ignoring him, why would i be interested in a random male when my handsome mate was sitting only a few feet away? Shouting to Mor that i needed to sit, i made my way to our table. Rhys and Feyre were there talking about something, when they noticed me falling on the seat in front of them, a grumpy look on my face.
“What’s wrong Y/N?” Feyre delicate voice reached my ears, and when i was about to respond the same male approached our table. Feeling furious at his audacity, i stood up to be on the same level as him, but he was way taller and really blurry.
“HIM!” I shouted, my face getting red with anger. “He’s my problem, i was dancing when he came, but it looks like he doesn't know what the word “no” means. Get out of here, i’m not interested, i have a perfect mate somewhere and my heart and mind have no space for another one.” I shouted at his face, Feyre was going to say something when Rhys stopped her, a smile dancing on his lips as he dismissed the male.
“Wow, Az is going to be proud that even now when you’re drunk as fuck, you wouldn't cheat on him.” Rhys said and i looked at him.
“How could i? He’s literally the best thing that ever happened to me, i love him too much to even think about anyone else, he’s not only my mate, he’s the love of my life, i could never do that to him.” I finished my speech and Feyre had an amused smirk on her lips, Rhysand looked like he was having the time of his life. Someone sitted on my side and my head snapped in its direction, Azriel was there, he was smiling at me. “Where were you?”
“Hi love, i was in the bathroom. Did something happened while i was away?” He pulled me closer, kissing my forehead as i leaned on his shoulder.
“Just a creep guy but i handled him.” I said and he giggled whispering “that's my girl” against my head.
I woke up feeling my head still dizzy and with a throbbing headache, growling i got up, wrapping myself in a blanket, i headed to the kitchen, when i walked by the dining room, everyone was there, Az patted on the seat on his side and i got there. Every single pair of eyes were turned to me, i knew that i probably looked really awful right now but it was Feyre that started laughing, making me look at her confused. Even Azriel was laughing, his true and genuine laugh that only the Inner Circle was ever able to hear.
“What’s so funny about me?” I asked, starting to get really annoyed at them.
“Do you remember the creep male at Rita’s yesterday?” Rhys asked, still giggling and i nodded. “I think that somehow he got home with us.” I looked at him with an eyebrow raised, what the hell he was talking about? “He’s right next you.”
“Ok i have no fucking idea of what your talking about.” I said and i could feel him asking permission to enter in my mind, allowing him, he showed me the moment where i was screaming at the mysterious male, i was standing and pointing my finger right in Azriel’s face, shouting at him while he stood there, a smile on his lips while he waited for me to finish. Rhys got out of my mind and i could feel my cheeks getting hotter as embarrassment hit me, turning to my mate i began to speak.
“Az i’m so so sorry..”
“Shh! There’s nothing to be sorry about, it was cute how you kept pushing me away because you have a mate, it makes me feel safe.” He said and i could see that he meant it, he kissed my cheek and i rested my head on his shoulder.
“I’m definitely not going to drink anymore.” I said smiling and everyone laughed again.
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idv-sunsxin3 · 2 years
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To start, I love your content so much! I've got a question: how would the Heartslabyul members react to Yuu/Mc becoming a Magicam sensation because they teleported into a strange world much like Alice did in the original story. If it's too much, then you can just do Cater (he's my favorite)!
🌸// Aw,,, I’m glad you like my stuff,,, despite how slow my writing stuff gets updated- I’ll actually become more active once summer comes 🥺
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Heartslabyul members react to Yuu/MC becoming a Magicam sensation
{Headcanons/Scenarios}
Gender Neutral! MC
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Half of himself is happy for you,,,,
but also half of himself is worried that you'll eventually become addictive to social media like Cater because of the massive attention you receive- (pat pats for the boi)
Pretty much very conscious with surroundings whenever going outside with you- who knows if there are some stalkers,,,,(technically overprotective sometimes as you are a little defenseless when without ADeuce around-)
One appearance in one of your Magicam posts was when you were having a study session together at Heartslabyul dorm's outdoor dining table.
The picture of a small figure of him reading a textbook out loud to you in the background(his lower part of face is covered by the book) as your face was in a corner of the selfie-
As a respectful friend, always ask for consent if you can post him and tag him, same to the other boys-
Riddle usually and seriously says no, but sometimes just doesn't mind as long as the picture is not badly-taken.
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Oh? Magicam sensation? Cool cool!
Pretty much doesn't pay much in mind about it, as he still continues to treat you casually while there's a massive crowd being interested of you out there-
Supportive friend✨✨✨
Gets bashful at the amount of compliments from the posts where you eat Trey's yummy desserts-
Pretty much the type to not use social media and very private, so mentioning him took a while until someone asked who made you the yummy cake,,,,
Pretty much keeps his profile reserved from things that are outside NRC, I can imagine him suggesting you to just mention that you were at a Heartslabyul unbirthday party at that time- so there's just assumption that anyone in Heartslabyul could have baked it.
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h e h.
His first thoughts were becoming mutuals and having a collab with you on Magicam-
Definitely looking forward to do lots of activities with you-
Pretty much starting to describe you as some "Alice descendant but modern" in the social media hhh-
Regularly appears in your posts where there's either just him and you or with more people as a group photo-
I can see him trying to taking cute selfies with you during special events were you both are invited.
I swear, there's never a no-fashion-day every week when taking a selfie with him... He really likes to look cool and photogenic-
Definitely having dynamics with him of facing your cameras to each other for giggles-(bonus points if you both really post the pictures/recording taken at each other with the cameras at the same time-)
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Very impressed and sweating bullets by seen the amount of followers you showed-
Literally would boast to many people that he's actually friends with you(and the first friend of yours in Twisted Wonderland-) hahaha-
Gets low-key excited but tries not to show that(keyword= tries) whenever you asked for a selfie for Magicam hhhh- x'3
His first appearance in your Magicam account was in a post of pictures of you and him at the basketball team practice-
You were there to hand him and his team water bottles and friend support(or interfere whenever Floyd gets too rough during the practice lol-)
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Pretty impressed and sweating bullets by seen the amount of followers you showed- pt. 2
Slightly embarrassed and flustered when he's aware that he will be seen in some corner of some posts in your Magicam account-
pretty much feeling quite exposed, but low-key doesn't mind being acknowledged as someone who you know of djdnndne-
Similar to Riddle, he doesn't appear much in your posts. So far, he appeared in the post where you were shopping at a market with him and were then drinking coffee at some cafe.
(The picture was mainly targeting your mug of coffee that has cute decorations in it, but you would see a hint of Deuce sitting in the opposite side of the table in his casual, blue jacket while lower half of his face showing,
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jalgajalga · 8 months
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JUNE
I intend to write post monthly, but now i'm two month behind hmmmmmmm. Even if it's late. Still i'm gonna post my June-life. As I write them down, turn out there are so many exciting event happened in month of June
June 1st-2nd June started with long-five-days-weekend. And i proudly say that I spent it by moving my body a lot. For the first time in maybe five years, i picked my badminton racket again and hit the court.
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As I expected my whole body was screaming loudly the next day. But I promised my other friend that i would accompany her swimming and no way i could back off. Aaaaah and one of the reason to still go was because we planed to eat Mie goreng in a lunch box after swimming, like a child used to be. Shout out to the core memories !!! It was a happy week!!!
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June 5 My friend said there was a food bazaar in a mall on her way back from work. Asian bazzar food? some kind of that. We went there but nothing catched our interest. So we went for the safest choice, what's said to be the best ramen in town. My friend paid for our food, we usually split our bills. I assumed because she's the one who asked us for a meet up. But turned out it was her birthday soon. Hahaha I'm bad at remembering dates. Sorry
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June 14 This month's art exhibition was Memanen Angin by by Lully tutus. It gave feeling of children's book ilustration. Remind me of magazine i subscribed when i was a child.
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June 18 There is a curated market selling local artisan food and craft near my house. I would go there every week if i weren't a lazy person. But i am, so i only stop by when i actually need to leave my house. This week, i take my lil bro to buy new phone, therefore I look in to find a lunch. My choice is nasi berkat wrapped in teak leaf from jiwa jawi resto. I already knew the taste, my expectation was fulfilled, it was as good as i thought.
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++ Food discovery of June ++
Ice cream Haku Tokyo Cheese Delight
It smells so cheesy, but the only cheese taste is from the cone. I forgot what flavour the ice cream was.
And for the very first time i tried Mi gacoan but ate it dine in. It's true what people say about it. It tastes waaaay better
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June 25 This June I had a chance to join europe on screen, european movie screening, then meeting up with firends. We chatted from afternoon till the cafe bout to close. Because we waited for one friend who just started her semester as a medical school specialist student. It's a nice catch up.
I watched a lot of movies this month. I obssesed with japanese movie adapted from books. Warm story kind of movie. I will talk about them in separated post. Also a movie that left deep impression for me, i watched at screening events.
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June 29
June end with another holiday and another meet up with friends. Friends who work outside the town were coming home. It's almost full squad. That day also was one of my friend's birthday. We rarely celebrate it with cake and surprises. But we asked for birthday treat from the cafe, we got mini pastry so we had blow candle ceremonial.
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Over all June was actually pretty fun. Nothing special in fact, it was just my ordinary days. But when I read this post again, I can feel the excitement and happiness I felt at that moment. Thankyou June
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fishnets-fingers · 2 years
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I know I'm late but it's better late than later, right?? (lmao sorry I know it wasn't good hahah) But n e ways, please welcome, the feedback of, one and only: paaaaaaaaaaaaart? *drum roll* 18!!! - - -
[Behind her was her husband in his Tin Man costume, looking awkward because his niece and wife had cornered him and painted something gooey on his eyebrows which now made them stand out against his skin, a very metallic silver.] LMAOO
[Then there was the star of the show, Anne, who was pleasantly surprised when she walked in the door after work to them yelling happy birthday in costume. She was quick in getting into her puffy pink, Glinda the Good Witch gown.] aaawwwwwwwwwwwwwwww
[her other hand coming to proudly link with her son who went to great lengths to give her a special birthday.] I didn't wanna say it again but AWWWWWWW
[His eyes a piercing blue - like it would cut right through your soul.] dayumm
[The playlist was tastefully curated by Harry, who weaved together soundtracks from the Wizard of Oz and other classic party hits] we absolutely love 'The Wizard of Oz' <3
[Hors d’oeuvres - shrimp tartlets, bruschetta, spinach and artichoke stuffed mushrooms - were placed in the dining room.] .....I know some of these words!
[Harry was busy taking pictures of the guests, who mostly came dressed up as Ozians and there were a few others that came in generic costumes.] good good!
[“Too many people.” She shrugs. “They’re all new. I really don’t care for small talk.”] I knew she was the one for long conversations <3
[“Thank you. All I did was order and plate them,” she giggles.] someone tell her to let the compliment sink in or I'm going over.
[“She cried when we yelled out surprise. Auntie had to drag her upstairs to get her dressed up; she just wouldn’t stop hugging us.”] aawwww
[“I don’t understand. He told me they always celebrate Christmas with the family,” she sips from her beer.] omg omg omg I KNOW WHERE THIS IS GOING OMFG
[“Little lady, he’s fully planning to spend Christmas with you,” he tells her, pushing a rogue lock of her hair that peaks from her dog suit.] YASSSSSSSSS!!!! HAHAHA OMG YASS!! *SCREECHING* *SCREAMING*
[“I don’t know. I feel a lot of things. I don’t know if I want to put a label on them yet. I don’t want to say something before I’m certain,” she sighs. “But I do feel a lot.”] *smiles*
[“How cute.”] agreed.
[Harry walks into the dining room in search of Layla when he sees them both dancing by the French windows. The moonlight casting a silvery glow around the two and they danced together, laughing. He immediately raises his camera, fiddling with the buttons to get it into video mode, wanting to capture this moment that the two would treasure.] *grins*
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[Harry blinks a few more times, testing to see if the fake lashes irritate his eye and he smiles when they don’t. Layla had clearly fixed it] *smiles alongside*
[“Because I talked to him,” he replies, coming to boop Layla’s painted nose.] heheh
[Earl and Abi nod, clearly impressed by Dr. Wagner’s credentials.] same.
[Abi and Earl had lit up the candles on her Wizard of Oz cake that Harry had made from scratch. People start to gather around it.] not bad eh
[He smiles at him as he hands over the camera and goes to stand next to Anne, whose tears threaten to spill over at the sight of her son’s handiwork.] not me tearing up too
[a small pair of glittery ruby red shoes that Layla had spent meticulously covering every centimetre with edible glue, the witches feet sticking out of the other end made her chuckle, looking over at Layla knowing very well that it was her artistry.] whoop whoop
[“Make a wish, mum,” Harry reminds her.] I, too, have to remind my whole family that. It's like they don't believe in it but they can't really expect me to give up this beautiful tradition can they?
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[Vasanth is massaging Abi’s feet on the loveseat.] awww
[She sits back down, picking up a box from Earl. She tears it open and lifts out a cheese dome.] darn THAT'S CUTE!!!
[Anne picks up the next box from Vasanth and Abi. She tears it open to find a colourful patchwork quilt.] prettyyy!!
[She unties the ribbon and opens the lid of the small cardboard box and gasps when she sees what’s in them.] what is it? what is it? I wanna see it too!1\
[She beams, pulling out two small origami dragons from the box.] AWWW!!!!!!! ah, anything made out of origami sheet is so nostalgic haha
[“She’s a pain in my ass most of the time but we have our moments.] same.
[“Thank you, Harry. I love that you did this for me. You made me feel so special. Thank you for the gift. I’m looking forward to it.” She tells him. Harry had given her two airplane tickets for a week in Seychelles during the summer, on their traditional birthday brunch. He’d told her that it’ll be an all expense paid trip and she could take someone or him; he’d be happy either way. “Thank you all for doing all of this and helping him surprise me. I feel very lucky to have you all in my life,” she finishes, wiping a stray tear from her cheek.] Did I pinch away my tears cause my parents are sitting in front of me who think I'm writing some sort of essay? yeah.
[“I’m heading upstairs to call it a night,” she announces. “Thank you, love,” she tells Harry once again, kissing him on the cheek. “Thank you too, Layla.” She pulls her in for a hug as well, kissing her cheek to show that she’d appreciated all that she’d done.] smiles.
[“You are thoroughly mistaken if you think I’m gonna let you go without having the makeup run down your face, Dorothy.” Layla licks her lips and walks towards him, trapping him between her and the wall. - “I- I def- I would like that very much too, baby,” he whispers, feeling his body heat up in response to her words.] hhhhmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
[When she swings the door open, clad in her sports bra and mismatched granny panties, that had holes in them.] I hadn't read anything this relatable in a while
[“No. I’m a natural,” she giggles. She smooths his hair, so it flops down his forehead.] you have no idea how hard it was for me cover up the chuckle that left my mouth
[“Pillow?” He asks, cocking his head to the end of the bed, wanting her to be comfortable.] absolutely expected this <3
[“Tear them off.” - “What?” - “Rip them. I’m not wearing briefs,” he tells her.] I-
[“You okay, baby?” Green eyes inspecting her with alarm, snapping out of his fuzzy state. - “Just a cramp,” she groans, shaking her leg. - “Ugh. This is totally ruining the mood,” she rolls her eyes. - “No it’s not. Stop. I’m pretty sure I’m seconds away from blowing my load. How about I take over, hmm? We could use the restraints to the fullest another time.”] Guess who had to say, "Nothing, just a joke came up in my mind" as an excuse for why I just screeched internally so hard that ended up giggling out loud
[“Always perfect for me, my sweet girl.” He bends down to kiss her back, before pulling back slowly and sinking into her again.] I'm always looking out for this nickname everytime these two are having sex. Well, that sounded creepy but you get the point lmao
[Tears stream down his cheek by how sex makes his feelings for her intensify. He reaches out to weave his fingers into one of her hands and she brings it up to her lips, kissing the back of his hand.] I'm just gonna go and sit in my room instead cause aaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhh MY HEART JUST FLEW OUT OF MY CHEST
[“Need you to, Har. Like you so much.”] I AM SO GLAD I MOVED IN MY ROOM CAUSE I AM THROWING HANDS NOW. NO ONE TOUCH ME.
[She’d successfully messed up his makeup.] hahaha
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[“People look to tall people in situations of peril. We’re like the ozone layer of society.”] LMFAO WHAT
[“Ozone layer of society!” Layla laughs, body rumbling that she loses her footing and plops on the ground. ”What eve-“ she sputters into a peeling laughter again, until a small snort escapes her, which only makes her giggle harder.] I completely understand her lmfaooooo
[“Everyone is taller than you,” he reminds her, coming to poke the dimple on her cheek.] LMFAO
[“Yes please, my ozone layer of society,” she giggles again. - “Meanie,” he nudges her shoulder, going to pick the pumpkin up.] lmaoo
[His floppy curls, that were quite greasy, were hidden under an emerald Green Packers beanie.] I swear to god his green beanies are so underrated.
[Of course she’s gonna carve the Lord of the Rings into her Halloween pumpkins, he chuckles and follows her along with the squeaky wheelbarrow.] duh
[Normally he would hate waiting......at the risk of embarrassing her.] Absolutely wrecked by now. Sobbing on the floor.
[“Baby, where’s your watch?” He asks with a straight face looking at the camera, after pressing the red button. - “What?” She feels her stomach drop to the ground and her throat tightening. She whips her head to look at the leather watch that’s supposed to be secured around her wrist. She feels the need to throw up until she finds the familiar yellow bear staring at her, the honeybees moving along the rim of the frame.] You have absolutely no idea how immediately I stopped breathing and got scared that it's gone.
[“Message received. Won’t try that again. Now come on, Adam Sandler, strike a pose for me.”] It's hard to laugh after the paragraph but okay, this was funneh
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(I am so sorry but I'll submit the rest in, tomorrow (Monday)!) <333 (Also, I don't know why the format won't change back to normal..)
Thank you for these reactions! <3 @0oolookitsme really appreciate you for your support.
The whole birthday party idea came to me when I saw Dorothy prancing on stage telling everyone he feels cute lmao.
If you were sobbing on the floor during the waiting paragraph, wait for another one in the scene right after where you stopped ;)
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soonhoonsol · 3 years
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bluexiao · 2 years
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#hold my hand and never let it go
—how do they hold your hand and/or how often do they do it?
CHARACTERS. Albedo, Childe, Diluc, Gorou, Kaeya, Kazuha, Scaramouche, Thoma, Venti, Xiao, Zhongli
THEMES. fluff with a bit of angst. comfort with hurt(?) yep. some most parts are quite sad imo.
NOTES. i did most of this while listening and watching the concert and wow it was so good that i had to stop every once in awhile to tune with it! this is quite short tbh? but i hope you guys will enjoy! i just came up with this idea like yesterday and i thought it would be a good one hahaha didn’t know i’d dwell on angst lmao
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ALBEDO holds your hand whenever you want him to. Being together for so long, he had been accustomed to how your mannerisms and desires work, in a way. Thus, whenever you needed or wanted him to hold your hand, he’ll be sensing it right away and interlace his fingers with yours. An assuring smile is already on his face despite not knowing what seems to be running inside of your mind, a sign of him saying “I’m here for you, you can tell me what’s wrong, darling.” without really voicing them out.
CHILDE laces his fingers to yours slowly, always making sure that you’ll be able to feel him snake down to your hands and entangle them with each other—like they were puzzle pieces born for one another. It’s his way of flirting with you sometimes—oh yes, he still does that even if you’re together. Courting doesn’t stop from there!
“I have a surprise for you,” he says.
“What is it?”
He pulls you to his side and then reveals what he had been hiding behind him, bringing your hand up to wrap them on the stems of the freshly-picked variation of Liyue flowers that he put into a bouquet—or he had paid someone to. Either way, it was such a sweet gesture that he makes sure he does every once in awhile.
“That’s not all! How about we go visit Mondstadt and dine there today?”
As long as you are there allowing him, a sinner, holding your hand, he will never ask for anything else.
DILUC holds your hand as if or when he is protective of you. When there’s an enemy ahead, when you didn’t seem to look fine one night while waiting for him to finish his shift in Angel’s Share, or even just while you two are out exploring the whole of Mondstadt. He may not do this in front of people, but when it’s just the two of you, all restraints are put aside and he feels rather… free when he’s holding your hand. Is this the work of the Anemo Archon or love? Both he doesn’t put his trust on that much, but if it’s you, he’s leaving all these negative feelings behind.
“Can I hold your hand?” GOROU asks for your permission first. He’s a real gentleman; always knows how to handle situations to prevent repercussions, understanding everyone’s side first before coming up to a decision, and he always makes sure that you are comfortable first, above everything.
However, whenever you indulge him in letting him hold your hand, you’ll never fail to see the bright smile and eyes that light up his face, happy for such a small kind of affection from you. A total 10/10 cutie.
If KAEYA holds your hand, you’re used to feeling them being raised and for him to land a soft kiss on the back of your palm or each of your knuckles. Usually when in public he places a quick peck on them but it’s the latter when he’s in the comforts of your home. They’re soft, tender, almost like he’s cherishing every second of he has your hand on his—he does. Your very presence alone in his life is an important thing to him and he makes up with it through his actions.
KAZUHA usually holds your hand when you’re cupping his face. And he’s quite anxious of his bandaged hands as well, to be honest. Most of the time, he only lets you hold his other hand and hesitates whenever you try to reach for his bandaged fingers. He’s usually a confident person and he does explain that he “I’d rather feel your skin against mine, of course,” but something about letting you feel this kind of vulnerability from him makes him feel… scared—scared of how you’ll feel and what you’d think of him. For now, he’s keeping all of these in, and maybe someday, he’d also let you in as well.
Did SCARAMOUCHE ever hold your hand first? It’s rather rare, honestly, but now that you’ve thought about it, he does. Whenever you’re lagging behind or when you’re not by his side, he immediately pulls you with “Keep up the pace, don’t want you to get lost now, do we?”
He has a smirk on when he holds your hand. It makes him feel tingly on his stomach and chest, and he mistakes this as his pride of having to show you off to others—actually, it can be that, but he also loves how your hand fits in him very well. It’s like, even if he didn’t expect it at all, someone was made for him and him alone—and he was made for you and you alone.
THOMA holds your hand out of habit, also as a sign of him being there for you; to protect you and for him to always be the shoulder for you to cry on, basically.
He has this sense of having the responsibility whereas he takes even holding hands seriously in his mind. Holding your hand in the streets is a sign of not letting you lose your way, or to show his love for you in front of others.
“Hm? Want those dangos? Alright.” he grins as he proceeds to order them for you.
“You know, you can let go of my hand while you’re paying.”
“How can I? And besides, this way, we can feed each other!”
VENTI holds your hand because he wants to. He’s quite clingy as well so expect him to not only cling onto your hand but your whole entire arm. Also, he’s the type who will totally not be embarrassed by it. “Why must I feel embarrassed holding my lovely significant other’s hand? I will never!”
The back of his hands are also very soft; light as a feather, smooth as a dandelion. He may have a few knicks and scratches on the tip of his fingers from playing the harp most of the time so he lets you patch them up and in the end, he wraps them on your hands and asks you to “Kiss them better?”
A flirt, definitely.
XIAO is afraid of holding your hand. Quite so, he wills that he will never be able to. Humans are just too fragile… he can’t afford to-
Yet, he relents such beliefs in the end.
He had never known that he’d crave for a miniscule of your touch and affection, but here he was, staring at your hand as he comprehends such needless things in his mind. He doesn’t remove his gloves, still afraid of what may happen to you if he gives in to these ‘desires.’ He slowly and carefully slides his hands on yours, looking onto your face to make sure you were still deep in your sleep, a pure expression on your face in the midst of the moonlight glow.
He may only be slowly getting used to this, but for now, let him indulge in this in secret.
ZHONGLI most often offers his hand instead to also ask for your permission first. Whenever he does hold your hand voluntarily, it is when he senses that you are not feeling very well; maybe you’re tired from work, you are sick, or when you want to be clingy for awhile. He will let you indulge, always ready and willing to give you the affection you need. As a god, he doesn’t dwell in such emotions that much, thus he makes sure that he will be able to help you in your situation, as long as you permit.
With a simple hold from his hand and a kiss on yours, he lets you lean onto his chest as he whispers “Anything for you, dearest.”
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imma-queencard · 3 years
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I just wanna kiss! [Professor-student!]
Onew/Lee Jinki(SHINee)
Pairing: female reader X Onew
Genre: fluff,romance
Ratings/warnings: 13+
Taggings: @supermwritersnet , @elviinwonderland
A/N: This is the oneshot requested by me. Today(24.07.21) is my birthday so I decided to gift myself a piece of writing. Jinki has been my number1 bias in SHINee from 2013. I really hope one day I can meet him and ask for a photo and autograph! And this is the dumbeeeest and the looongest piece I've ever written.
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"No-no-no!" you shook your head crossing your fingers.
"Miss,we are soon closing in..It's past 2 a.m...try to understand please-" the lady owner requested you knowing it would go in vain. She sighed seeing you resting your head on the table, "YAH!give me one more soju bottle! Please~"
"I really dont wanna throw this woman on the street... She looks so lovely..." the lady passed a comment to her husband when you kept giggling to yourself.
"But we have no choice left,right? Let's pick her up-" the husband suggested walking towards you to lift you up.
"Why aint you sending my soju bottle huh? I'm starving.. Look!" you hiccuped patting your tummy. Maybe trying to show that your stomach was empty?
"Yaaah!what!" you whined when two arms wrapped around your shoulder and made you stand up on your weak,wobbling legs.
"Shit! I dont think she can even walk!" the husband cursed as your legs gave in and your butt landed on the floor.
"Please~my soju soju soju bottle~" you kept singing and the couple started screaming in help.
Suddenly someone cleared his throat drawing enough attention of the owner couple and you.
"Sir,we are closing in..sorry!" the lady politely bowed showing the 'closed' sign hung on the wall.
"Um..I am aware of that...i was just passing by and heard some noises..I came to look if you need any help.." the couple watched him curiously as he scratched the back of his neck looking at your drunken state.
"this woman making a scene here too?oh my... She's really something.." Lee Jinki made sure to murmur to himself but his voice was enough audible to the couple. And their faces lit up with joy.
"Sir,do you know her?please sir take her away with you.... We dont wanna throw her on the street but we really need to shut down our shop.." the man almost begged Lee jinki. However,you were still singing your favourite soju song drawing stars in the air with your index finger.
"Me?" Lee Jinki's eyes widened in shock. Why would he take you?and where?
"Please sir I beg of you-" the woman dropped you on the floor to run towards Lee jinki and held his hands in hers, "please sir-" she pleaded desperately.
"Ah..okay....fine!' Lee Jinki announced looking at you making the couple happy. He walked to you and helped you stand on your feet.
"Miss Y/N,let's go.." he cooed and you furrowed looking at his face with your half opened eyes.
"Oh?you seeem sooo...where did I see you?" you asked pinching his cheek. He cursed under his breath as you pinched him hard. Your hands tightly gripped his shirt's collar while you used your weak legs to keep up your pace with him and he was holding you by your waist to balance your drunken body.
"Yeah!I remember you! Hahaha~ you are that dumb professor, right?who laughs for no reason! Wow~so foolish.." you giggled when he pushed you inside the back of his car.
"You want soju bottle too?that's so bad of you..because - I wont share my soju with you professor Leeeee!" you whined as he closed the door putting your legs inside the car.
"Shit!" he growled when he saw you kicking his car's door continually while shouting, "yaaah!grumpy ass!open that fucking door!" he closed his eyes in anger hearing you cursing out at him before slipping into the driver seat. You relaxed a bit seeing him hopping in. You didnt want to be alone and he wanted a soju bottle right? So, maybe he could share you some when he got his bottle. You giggled alone thinking how smart you were.
Lee jinki started the engine and drove his car off to another crowded street. His eyes relaxed a bit seeing you on the rare view mirror sitting on the back like a proper lady with your half opened eyes fixed on the street ahead.
"Where do you live anyway?" he asked politely when he pulled off his car on a red signal.
"Can you please answer?!" he almost yelled out breaking his gentle aura when you didnt reply. He was about to turn back and scold you for being such a pain in his ass. But he almost jumped in his seat as one of your hands traveled inside his shirt to fumble his abs. You stick out your tongue while running your palm over his abs.
"Yaaaah!" he screamed at the top of his lungs in horror. Grabbing your hand, he instantly took out your hand from inside of his shirt.
"Are you fucking insane!" he hissed throwing your hand away. He looked back at you and screamed, "what the hell were you even thinking!"
You pouted and replied,"stoooooop hiding my soooju bottle inside-you- your shirt. Give it to me...."
"What the- why will I hide your bottle- fuck-listen miss y/n, I dont have any soju,alright?" he spatted out and shifted his eyes to the street with a sigh. He steadied his breath holding the steering tight. He could still feel your palm sliding up and down over his chest.
"Fuck!" he cursed again looking at you through the rear view mirror before starting his car again.
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"Oooh miss Y/N!can you at least behave?" he hissed placing you on his sofa closing the door behind. You giggled curling up into a ball on his sofa.
"Prof-professor Leee!Your buttons!" you giggled making his ears turn red in embarrassment.
"Opps!sorry~hahaha~not your buttons!..shirt's buttons are opened..look at... -there" you pointed to his chest. He scowled, "and you took proper advantage of that,miss Y/N, putting your hand inside my shirt!" He was still embarrassed with that situation.
"Wh-what are you talking about?" you furrowed at him, "st-stop taking advantage of a yo-young lady like mee!"
"Yaah!where are you -- going...?um?" you pouted seeing him going somewhere leaving you on the sofa. You were about to stand up with your wobbling legs to follow him but he came back quick with a glass and a bottle in his hands.
Lee Jinki poured a glass of water and handed it to you,"take it miss Y/N.."
"Soju?" you smiled like a happy kid grabbing the glass as if you had just received an award. He sighed, "yes,soju..." He saw you gulping down all the water in one go thinking it soju.
"Can-can you give me more soju,Professor? " you showed him your empty glass.
"No!" he rolled his eyes snatching his glass out of your grip. You furrowed, "you are a bad person,professor"
"I know..." he mouthed sarcastically and left for his bedroom followed by you. It was such a hectic day for him. And to make it the worst,he had to meet you at night in front of a bar. All he needed was now a long good sleep. He looked back displeased hearing your clumsy footsteps. He asked blocking the way of his bedroom,"why are you following me?"
You made a cute face and pouted, "I-I Don't know?Professor,you are reeaaally...a bad person..."
"I just wanna go home and have soju..." you whispered rubbing your cheeks. His eyes softened a bit, "come here..follow me." he led you back to the dining room again and helped you sit on the sofa.
"Sleep here,okay?I will get a blanket for you" he cooed and you absentmindedly moved your head not knowing what he was saying.
You curled up in the sofa waiting for him. He came back to you with a blanket in his hands.
"Here" he placed it on the sofa. "Make yourself comfortable with it,okay?" You didnt reply. You started singing your soju song instead. He sighed. You were fully wasted. He was about to leave for his bedroom but stopped in his track when you sat up on the sofa again and cooed "professor lee...?."
He knelt down in front of the sofa and shoved your body on the sofa to make you lay there. But you wiggled and sat up.
"I am-i am feeling dizzy..did-did you put drugs in my soooojuu!" you accused him pointing your finger at the wall. He took a deep breath to calm himself down. Never in his life someone accused him in that way.
"No."
"Dont ta-take advantage of a little-little girl like me" you mumbled softly as your head started spinning.
"I have no intention of doing that miss y/n.." he almost whispered looking at your way worriedly. He could tell you were about to faint.
"Good!" you showed him your teeth cheekily. He shook his head sighing.
"Professor-" you wrapped your arms around his neck making him almost jump. He carefully tried to take your hands off his neck but you were pulling him towards you more in every attempt he made to wiggle out.
"What-what are you doing...." he whispered with a gasp when you pulled his face closer to yours having his upper body almost hovering on the sofa. He gave another try to unwrap your arms but he couldnt. He gasped out loud as you spoke, "my friends say you are hoooooot..."
His cheeks flushed hearing those words. It wasnt that he had never heard despite of his gentleman aura. But it was the first time he was listening it from a student of his. Maybe they said but not in front of him..but this lady here...his ears turned red. However,he quickly regained himself.
"Miss y/n..you are drunk..just sleep" he said with a flustered face pushing you on the sofa.
"No!listen to me!" you nagged holding his face close to yours. His eyes traveled to your lips unconsciously. He bit his lower lip for a second before he forced his eyes focus on your half opened eyes.
"Can't you just sleep?" he almost moaned out. He was feeling hot and so..weird all of a sudden.
"My friends say you are vewwy hot-but-but I find you vewwwy cute-" you chuckled pinching his cheeks playfully.
"Um..is that all?now -ca-can you sleep?" he asked almost closing his eyes when your hot breath fell on his nose.
"Thanks for helping mefo--for giving me soju.." you smiled leaving his neck to fall back on the sofa. He blinked a couple of times?soju? Oh,water.
"You know you should say 'welcomeee' huh? Bad bad professor -no no manneeers!" you whined moving your palms over your head.
"Huh?..um...welcome.?" he murmured with red cheeks. He put the blanket over your body but you kicked it away. He sighed and put it again. In return,you again kicked it away.
"I dont need that-" you whined.
"It's already past 4. I have no time playing with you miss y/n..so if you co-operate.." he said strictly pulling over the blanket again. You pouted.
"Goodnight miss y/n.." he mumbled softly but you held his arm.
"What?I seriously need to sleep miss y/n-what!" his words got muffled when you got up and put your warm lips over his. It was barely for a minute.
"Good night~" you chirped in after giving him a quick kiss and pulled the blanket over your head leaving a frozen Lee Jinki kneeling in front of the sofa.
"She-she's crazy..." he whispered to himself touching his lips softly.
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It had been exactly 13days since you created the most embarrassing scene of your whole life. When you woke up that morning,you actually remembered every single thing you did and said to him and so you just ran out of his apartment without bothering to inform him. You didnt know which part was more embarrassing.. Asking for his buttons or kissing him or putting your hand in his shirt touching his abs. You bit your lip. You stopped attending his classes for a week due to embarrassment. But sadly you had to attend those again. You would make sure not to have eye contact with him during his class despite feeling his occasional stares on you. Even you tried to remember how he tasted sometimes. However,your dull brain couldn’t make it right. So you were really pissed at this useless thing of yours.
You huffed when the bell rang. You quickly gathered your stuff and put them into your bag. You were almost on the edge of running away from his presence when he suddenly called out your name making everyone look at you in amusement. You hesitantly stole a glance at him under his intense stare on you.
"Miss y/n. Stay in a moment,please" he remarked clearing his throat before he started writing down his logbook. You nodded and waited for all the students to leave. Why did he call you suddenly? You were doing good avoiding him and him ignoring you. Sorry,staring at you. You sighed.
"Miss y/n?"
You rolled your eyes and walked up to his desk, "ye-yes professor?"
"Your grades in Applied Chemistry are dropping recently...and I have noticed that you have been skipping classes too-particularly mine...May I ask you for the reason?" he asked with his regular warm voice eyeing your every movement.
"No-no-reason.." you mumbled fidgeting with your fingers. You heard him sigh putting his glass on his desk.
"Look at me when I talk to you miss y/n.." he hissed in a husky voice. You shivered a little biting down your lip. You could bet no students had heard this voice of him except you.
"Yes professor?" you looked up to him blushing as you almost moaned out your last two words. He was wearing his as usual white shirt with a loose black tie hanging around his neck,first few buttons were wide opened but not enough to make it indecent. His calves were folded upto his elbows and his hair was neatly combed sidewards. He looked so decent yet so corrupted. Maybe into your eyes. You blushed again.
"You didn’t even inform me before leaving.You just disappeared from my apartment.. You know how freaked out was I that moment?you really did disappoint me with this irresponsible behaviour of yours miss y/n..I really expected better from you.." he said shaking his head in disappointment. You blushed. You wanted to recall everything but that incident. What did he expect me to do that morning? Get up and talk about the kiss?or maybe discussing 'his buttons' while having morning tea with him? You cursed him under your breath.
"Hm?miss y/n?"
"I- I was just-I am so sorry professor Lee" you bowed 90 degree, "I really caused you a lot of troubles... I am extremely sorry for that"
"That's true anyway..you were very...inappropriate that night,however..." he scratched his back of neck and quickly added, "May I know why you were ignoring me and my classes?You know we can always talk and settle this thing out ignoring your audacity that night....."
"Um-yeah yeah..." you blushed. God,isnt he the perfect boyfriend material you always wanted? You cursed your brain for thinking such...weird things about your young...okay,dashingly handsome young professor in such a complicated situation.
"Miss Y/n? Please do inform me whenever you are ready to talk about that.. I'll look forward to it. The last thing I want you is skipping classes and failing in my lectures because of that- indecent,silly reason." he chirped in putting his glass on.
Why cant you just avoid talking about that? You thought rolling your eyes.
"Um,may I take my leave,professor?"
"Well,yeah..and please concentrate on your study and ask me if you need any help on my lectures, I will be glad to provide you with tution anytime."
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"Are you busy today?"
"Hm?" you dazed out of your thoughts looking at your young professor Lee Jinki.
"You look so tired so I decided to ask..I hope my lectures ain't causing you the headache you are currently having in...." he replied with his honey like smooth voice while writing notes on his next lecture.
"No-no,professor Lee..It's not yours...you are helping me a lot with yours actually..you even agreed on helping me after classes...thanks for that" you said blushing looking at your book. You wouldn’t lie you hadn’t developed a crush on him. It had been months since that incident and you two started spending academic times into his study.
"I requested you to call me Jinki instead.." he didnt bother looking at you. Your ears turned red. Of course you would love calling him Jinki but you were just an ordinary undergraduate student and maybe you shouldn’t cross that thin fine line.
"I prefer professor,professor Lee"
"Um-so do you have any plans after tuition?" he asked looking nonchalant as if it was one genuine question. You furrowed he had been really interested in your schedules and daily life asking questions on them in recent days. You really thought of them genuine at first but were they?
"I've plans for a soju party this evening with few of my friends.." your cheeks turned red remembering what happened after your last soju party.
"What?really?" he started laughing out loud. You bit the inside of your cheek. He was looking too cute for you to handle.
"The previous one?" he asked after stopping his laughter.
"Ye-yeah" you tucked some hair behind your ear whilst he checked some message on his phone.
"Anyway,I'm sorry it's end of our today's session.. I just recall some urgent matters that I need to handle on my own...I hope you understand.. " he offered a beautiful smile to your way as he gathered all of his stuffs together.
"Please don't be sorry,professor Lee.. You are already owing me a lot.." you murmured stealing a glance at your busy professor.
"I can drop you off you know?"
"I don't wanna trouble you more with my necessities,professor Lee..." You said biting down your lip. Him dropping you off wouldn’t be that bad,y/n. You tried to convince yourself mentally.
"Oh?It's not the first time I offered you a ride back home miss y/n" he paused and pressed his lips in a thin line before continuing," and I'm running away from my duty so I insist you on that offer..so if you please..and I ain't taking No as an answer..."
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"When will this pathetic soju party end?~Jinki"
You double checked the message if it was really your professor sending a message asking you when your soju party would end. And 'pathetic'. You furrowed. Wasn't he just being a bit friendlier than he should be? You thought. But decided not to reply back thinking he might send it to the wrong recipient.
You brushed it off and poured some soju on your glass when your phone vibrated again.
"God,how long do I need to wait for you outside the bar?Can you come out already?I'm freezing~Jinki"
Your eyes widened in shock. He was kidding, wasn’t he?why the hell he would come here! You almost ran out of the bar to find your professor standing near a lamp post across the street while humming some song. His eyes met yours and they beamed in joy.
You walked up to him hurriedly hugging yourself with your arms, "Hey,why are you here,professor Lee?"
"Jinki..I insist on that please" he smiled.
You sighed, "Why...why are you here,ji-jinki-nim?" This man was persistent,wasnt he?
"I can't let any other person take you in their cars, can I? Who knows you will end up molesting him in their own cars the way you did me last time.."he winked at you. You gasped. Did your young professor just winked at your way?
"He-he looked so innocent!" you blurted out unconsciously rubbing your cheeks to cool down the sudden increase in the temperature.
"Oh y/n.." he smiled cockily and placed his large palm on your cheek to rub his thumb over your skin. You blinked. Is there something else that I'm missing out? You asked yourself.
"Of course none is innocent...hmm? But I am glad at least I dont go around and start kissing my professor in drunken state..or asking for his buttons or..maybe fumbling someone's chest without their consent,hm?" he said innocently though his eyes said different. You blushed harder. This man was making fun of you with such a innocent smile.
"I-I said sorry..I wouldn’t do this kind of stuff if I wasnt drunk that day..." you murmured looking at him in shock and embarrassment.
"Hm..I see...but why wouldn’t you?" he asked pouting cutely.
Your eyes widened in shock, "huh?"
"Huh?I asked why do you need to be drunk to kiss me when you can do it anytime perhaps?" he cooed pulling you closer.
"I can't, can I?" you said looking away in embarrassment. You could swear on butterfly flying around your stomach. Was he feeling the same too?
"Um? Can you? Why don't you give a try and check it out by yourself?if I were you,I would def-" you cut him off placing your lips on his tiptoeing on your heels. He moaned deliciously between the kiss which turned into music in your ears. Had you ever mentioned how sweet and melodious his voice was? You smiled unconsciously when he started sucking on your lips asking for your permission to slip his tongue in. His arms tightly wrapped around your waist when both of your tongues wrapped around each other. He just wanted to explore you,explore every inch of your mouth.
"God,I even forgot how you tasted that day.." you said blushingly when he pulled away to take a deep breath.
"But-now you do,don't you?" he asked playfully while placing a kiss over your head before patting it.
"Do I need to answer that question,professor?" you asked with red cheeks.
"Of course..but do you know the bestest thing that just happened?"
"We-we kissed?" you mumbled looking down at his shoes.
You heard him chuckle, "if you want to keep thinking about this kiss,you can but I assure you-thaaat-" he paused to bend down a little to meet your eyes.
"This is just the beginning miss y/n....you have more to explore." he smirked and moved away. You bit the inside of your cheeks. He was way playful than you thought.
"Anyway,the bestest thing is that you dont have to steal flirty glances at your handsome cute professor from now on." he joked earning a punch from you.
"Stop doing these jokes!I never sent inappropriate gla-glances.." you whined shaking your head.
"I don't mind them and you can trust me on that miss y/n.." he wiggled his eyebrows.
"No way" you rolled your eyes.
"You know how can you turn your life interesting than going to these pathetic soju parties?" he asked offering his elbow which you gladly took in before you both started walking in a steady pace matching with his.
"How?" you asked seriously looking at his side.
"By dating me of course miss y/n.." he said wiggling his eyebrows at you playfully. You blushed.
"So are we dating?" he asked pinching your nose. You nodded in response only to get smashed by his body. You breathed in his cologne and hummed in anticipation.
"Trust me girl,you are not gonna regret this..." he murmured huskily licking your earlobe.
"We can do a lot of adventures together...." he cooed cupping your cheeks seductively.
"Ad-adventure?" you stuttered at the hint of his double meaning.
He chuckled, "we will find it out later together,baby".
You blushed. He was such an evil in disguise!You could bet he was gonna spoil you soon but you were also sure that you were not gonna regret dating this young clumsy professor of yours. Maybe exploring adventures together wouldn't be that bad...
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athera · 3 years
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(Mamamoo OT4) Dumb Baby
Warnings: This is 3000 words of pure filth, except there’s nothing pure about it, kinda dumbification and a little bit age-play, but not really age-play, more like nicknames and humiliation, DEFINITELY 18+, spanking, toys, anal/anal training (that isn’t at all accurate and should not be practiced in real life), really nothing in this should be practiced in real life without research and trust and safewords. This is purely fiction. But again not pure at all.
Hyejin POV
Moonbyul moved me in between her legs on the couch, and put her hand under my skirt, pulling my wet panties to the side. Sticking 2 fingers inside my pussy, she started to lick my neck.
"You're so wet Hyejinie it's cute, if you wanted someone to fuck you, you could've said so. Any of us would be more than happy to take care of you." My legs were spread and my pussy was on display while Moonbyul played with me. Wheein and Solar walked in the living room and saw us immediately.
"Aww is our baby Hyejinie feeling needy today?" Solar came up to me and left a kiss on my lips. I felt so small and embarrassed under their gazes, meanwhile Moonbyul kept playing with my pussy.
"She looks so cute when she's like this, a dumb baby who needs us to touch her naughty places." Even Wheein, my dearest childhood friend, loves to use my body and humiliate me like this. Even despite the embarrassment, I actually love this feeling of being humiliated and toyed with by the people closest to me. I start to grind into Moonbyul's hand and I feel myself salivating.
"Mmn, unnie please.. more" I mumble, panting already.
"Aww our dumb baby knows how to say please. Look at her grinding into your hand like that, she's such a naughty girl."
Wheein says getting a closer look between my legs while Yongsun kneeled directly in front of it getting close.
"Baby wants more? Okay how about this? Feel good?" Yongsun asked pressing a finger to my tightly clenched asshole, the tip barely penetrating me but it felt painful.
"Unnie, it hurts.."
"Aww baby says it hurts. We should fuck her there lots so she gets used to it and it won't hurt anymore." Yongsun said looking at Wheein who nodded her agreement.
"That's right. She'll start to need it in her stinky asshole everyday. Isn't that right Hyejinie?~" Wheein cooed at me. I nodded trusting my unnies blindly. I was theirs after all.
"Such a cutie!~" Moonbyul said next to my ear as she pulled out of me, at the same time, Yongsun pushed her finger in my ass completely. I whined, humping the air, while my asshole clenched tight around Yongsun.
"Hahaha! Our baby is so desperate for us." Moonbyul said as they all laughed at me, my face turned red but I could feel myself getting wetter as they began to strip me and Yongsun was moving her finger inside my tightest hole. She pulled it out and it hurt me again so I whimpered her name which made her coo at me and say it's okay. They pulled off my skirt and panties. Wheein put my wet panties in my mouth and told me to suck on them and keep quiet while they play with me, so I did, tasting myself.
Yongsun unnie showed off her strength and picked me up in her arms which made me squeal and put my arms around her.
"Aww what a cutie! You like being carried Hyejinie?"
I nodded and a muffled yes left my mouth. She smiled at me as she carried me into my bedroom and placed me on the bed and went to grab my toys while Wheein and Moonbyul started sucking on my nipples and brought the fingers down playing with my clit together. I was moaning and whining around the makeshift gag when Yongsun came back into the room. She was naked and wearing a 9in strap on.
"Moonbyul, Wheein-ah, grab a strap." They got off of me while Yongsun crawled over with a bottle of lube. "Hyejinie we're going to be training your asshole today but I promise it'll feel good later and you'll be able to take it anytime like a good girl." She said to me, pulling legs up so my feet were hooked over shoulders, starting to apply lube generously on my asshole and pushing a finger inside before spreading some all over her strap on. She lined it up with my tight hole and started pushing into me, when the tip popped in suddenly my eyes wide wide and I screamed around my pink panties. It hurt too much, and it was so thick, the biggest strap on we had and it was also Yongsun's favourite to fuck me with. I began to tear up and so Yongsun stopped and start to touch my clit instead, she also started cooing at me to calm me down. Moonbyul came over and began to talk to me.
"It's okay Hyejinie, you just need to trust us okay? Give yourself up and it'll start to feel amazing. You're our dumb baby after all, everything will feel good with your unnies." Yongsun began pushing in again while she distracted me and put a hand on my throat. "That's right, our dumb baby. You remember how this all started, years ago right? You were so horny you couldn't hold yourself back and began touching yourself in the living room. We walked in and you still didn't stop. Yongsun had to pull you over her lap and give you a good spanking, but even that made you soaking wet. I made an offhanded comment about you looking like "such a dumb baby" over her lap and you instantly started cumming like crazy." I felt my pussy start to clench around nothing and I was getter wetter and wetter, meanwhile Yongsun was half way into my asshole and Wheein came over to the other side of my body to listen to the story. "We were surprised and you became such a whiny mess and you couldn't think for yourself so we had to do it for you, you really became a dumb baby. Ever since then she's been so submissive when we aren't on camera, always horny and spreading her legs for us. She always climbs into one of our beds because she can't handle being alone without her unnie beside her. Always sucking on our fingers, having us feed her, what else Wheein-ah?" She threw the conversation over to Wheein who had taken over Yongsun's hand on my clit.
"Didn't this dumb baby wet her bed recently?"
"Oh that's right! She was scared being alone at night, probably because she has to think for herself for once, and she pissed all over her sheets. She didn't even get up, she laid there crying until Yongsun noticed and cleaned her up. But we all heard her getting spanked for wetting herself like a baby. We even considered buying her diapers." They weren't even looking at me, the 3 of them looked at each other and spoke of me and my humiliating moments while they played with my body. It was so degrading, but I couldn't bring myself to care. "Ah, I almost forgot to tell you guys, last night Hyejinie was in my bed and she started sucking my nipples." Yongsun let them know what happened last night.
"Woah really? She's becoming more and more like a big dumb baby every day. She used to only suck our fingers." Wheein was clearly amused by the new information.
I felt Yongsun's hips touch the back of my thighs. I had felt myself getting fuller and fuller and now, unnie was in my ass up to the hilt.
"Look, our dumb baby took it all in her stinky asshole!" Yongsun laughed lightly as the others looked her skin on skin with me, sure enough I took it all in.
"Look how wet she is too! This bad girl was trying to fight it but she's so turned on! I bet she loves it in there." Wheein stuck a finger inside me before pulling it out and slapping my clit lightly a few times.
"It's a good thing you brought this in Yong." Moonbyul said while she held something against my pussy. She pushed it in and I felt it's vibrations immediately set to high.
"Yeah I figured she would like that, and she always looks to cute with a vibrator inside her. I bet she's loves having something in both holes." Yongsun moved my legs down onto either side of her and pulled me gently into her lap, her hand stroking my back. I could feel the strap on somehow reach deeper inside me like this. My full pussy was resting against her abs, keeping the toy inside me while it drove me crazy. "Mm her shithole is so tight I can barely move. It's a good thing we used plenty of lube." I was moaning and twitching on top of my unnie and it was hard to hear through my panties. But then Wheein came around to face me and pulled them out of my mouth replacing them with her wet fingers. "Is our dumb baby feeling good? Are you gonna cum for your unnies? You can but we aren't stopping playtime. We're all going to take a turn training that tight asshole." Her fingers were moving wildly in my mouth, before she pulled them out and pushed her tongue in my mouth. Moonbyul came up behind me pinching my nipples so I was sandwiched between my unnies.
When Yongsun started to bounce me on her cock, I moaned loudly into Wheein's mouth. The feeling of double penetration, my clit rubbing on Yongsun's abs, Moonbyul's hands on my breasts and Wheein's very skilled tongue I couldn't even think straight anymore. I was cumming hard and Yongsun's thrusts never stopped. Wheein pulled her lips away from mine.
"You came didn't you dumb baby?" My clit was twitching and throbbing everytime they called me that, I had no idea why I liked it so much, I just feel better when they do. For the last 3 years they would call me that everyday and at least one unnie would play with me most days.
"Answer you dumb baby, are you so dumb you can't talk anymore?" Moonbyul asked pinching my nipples harder.
"Yes! I came! I'm a dumb baby who cums from an ass fucking!" I squealed and they all started laughing at me again which also made me cum again.
"She did it again! So desperate. Bad girl." Yongsun spanked me twice, while they kept laughing.
-A few days later-
I don't know how many times they made me cum that night but they didn't stop the next day. After we woke up they pushed me over the dining table and pushed a dildo in my ass. They would come up to me every couple hours and play with me down there as a part of my "training", the only time my ass had to relax was at night when we were asleep. This morning when I woke up I could hear everyone else has already woken up so I crawled out of Wheein's bed and went to grab a dildo and lube and walked to the kitchen. This was a routine now, I knew to bring it and bend over the counter for my first round in the morning. So I bent over and Moonbyul started to put lube on the 7in dildo. She began to push it inside me easily.
"Our dumb baby has gotten so good at letting things in her butt now. She doesn't even flinch or groan. Look at her getting wet already." The other 2 walked over and after they all thrusted it inside me for a while, they sat me down at the dining table while without removing it.
We ate breakfast together and when we were done, we cuddled on the couch, I felt myself drifting when a hand started touching my bare pussy.
"Aww so wet, she really has gotten used to having things in her butt." Yongsun laid me down on the couch and folded my body so my legs met the sides of my head and my pussy and ass were on full display. Then Yongsun sat on my face facing my holes and the other girls.
"Time to have fun." The two immediately went to my ass to thrust the dildo in and out while my clit started to be lightly stroked by Wheein's finger.
Yongsun pushed herself further on my face and I stuck my tongue out to start rimming her asshole,which was still tight especially compared to mine which would have a noticeable gape once they pulled out. I made sure to lick up my unnie's ass well, it has a taste I have become used to over the years and can even enjoy.
"Yesss that's it, you can lick my butthole so good. I know you love the taste so go on dumb baby, lick it as much as you want." She began to pinch my nipples as grips with she moved her ass back and forth on my tongue, grinding my face."
"Our dumb baby loves to eat ass, she practically fell asleep with her tongue buried in mine last night. I made sure to spank her for dozing off on the job." My childhood friend loves to expose and humiliate me, but she always was gentle afterwards, they all are, which makes me grateful.
" I heard that last night, sounded like she was moaning through it. Our dumb baby really is a slut." Moonbyul spanked my ass a few times to get her point across as I moaned into my unnie's asshole. As I began pushing my tongue into her tight hole, Moonbyul took the dildo out of my ass and shoved it deep into my pussy in a single movement. I moaned and thrust my crotch upwards as they laughed.
Moonbyul left to get more toys and Wheein was thrusting the dildo in and out of my pussy. I could hear how wet I was and feel my asshole gaping open, which has become a normal occurrence over the past few days. Wheein started to spank my ass making me moan into unnie's butthole. I had my tongue inside her now slowly trying lick around her tight asshole before I started trying to thrust my tongue in and out before she got up off of me and told me to open my mouth before spitting in it. She slapped my cheek lightly, then moved on to replace Wheein's hand in spanking me. Telling her to thrust the dildo in me harder, so Wheein climbed on me and sat on my stomach before she began thrusting roughly. She was also keeping me from bringing my legs down in that position. Yongsun started spanking me and I moaned lewdly and without anything to muffle my volume. I always loved Yongsun's spankings, she does it the best and it feels the most humiliating and degrading coming from our leader.
A minute later, Moonbyul returned with some more toys and put them on the coffee table beside the couch. She chose a vibrating 8in dildo and pushed it in my gaping ass easily, she set it to high right away and I came, squirting. I let out a scream as my juices landed all over Wheein and Yongsun, Moonbyul moved away before any hit her, landing on the ground in front of her instead and all over our couch.
"She squirted! She's been doing that a lot recently." Moonbyul noticed.
"Maybe we should start having this dumb baby ask before she cums." Yongsun suggested as she began to spank me harder for squirting on her.
"I can't believe she squirted from pushing a vibrator in her ass." Wheein said and pulled the dildo out of my cunt. I thought it was over, since they might want to wash my juices off them, but Wheein brought her hand down hard on my soaked cunt. "Dumb baby, you're such a slut. From now on ask permission before you cum." She kept smacking my cunt hard without a moments rest. "You're gonna have to say "Mommies please let your dumb baby cum like the slut she is." anytime you're about to cum." She hit me hard during the degrading words, harder than Yongsun who was still spanking my ass, watching my cunt twitch as it was hit. A particular hit on my clit made me squirt again, it landed on Wheein's face and clothes mostly. Yongsun laughed then scolded me.
"What. Did. We. Just. Say. Dumb. Baby." She spanked me so hard on every word it echoed around the apartment and her handprint was burned into my ass. I screamed and moaned loudly so Moonbyul came and sat on my face like Yongsun had.
Yongsun stopped spanking me and began pushing the vibrator in and out of my shithole. Wheein wouldn't stop slapping my dripping pussy and Moonbyul was grinding her ass and pussy on my face while playing with my tits. I was so overstimulated and I could feel their hands all over my body.
"Our dumb baby."
"Look at her clit twitch when it's hit."
"She wants to be used over and over again by us."
"Sit on her face harder, let our dumb baby taste her favourite shithole."
"Mm is my asshole her favourite? Come on dumb baby start licking like a good girl. Mmn that's it. Good girl. Licking my asshole like a kitten drinking milk. Are you our kitten? Wait no. Lion cub. Awww our dumb lion cub."
"Hahaha! Lion cub! I love it. That's right our lion cub loves eating ass."
"Lion cub is also a masochist. How many times has this dumb baby cum today? It's not even noon."
"This dumb baby could cum for hours and still not be satisfied. It's a good thing there's 3 of us to play with her everyday."
"Look at her. She just keeps cumming all over herself and us."
Wheein was right, I was cumming again. I'm their dumb baby and I love being used like this. I don't know how many times I came that day. We only took a 2 hour break around dinner before I got in Wheein's lap she started fingering my cunt while my ass was stuffed by that vibrator again. She fingered me slowly for 10 minutes and right before I was about to cum she pulled out and stuck her fingers in my mouth. I whined out a "why?" while she moved her fingers around my mouth.
"You need to learn to ask permission to cum Hyejinie, so for the next couple days you're gonna learn what it's like to be edged and denied. We all agreed on this, it's for our dumb baby's own good."
Wheein put her hand back on my pussy and started to rub my clit. I knew the next couple days were going to be extremely difficult for me, but as long as I had my unnies everything would be okay, I’m theirs after all.
Honestly, I’m sorry for whatever this is.
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Happy Birthday Burnsy!
The Country AU -- I'm Gonna Live Where The Green Grass Grows
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Pairing: Drake x Alyssa, Liam x Riley, and a whole host of other TRR characters.
A/N: This was a silly little idea I had months ago for an AU built around the places and people where I grew up. I never had plans to actually write it, but I mentioned it to Burns, and well ... she wanted it lol so here we are. And she’s already read half of this and is the one who made the mood board for it and the song inspo hahaha. Thank you to @mskaneko for the edits of our OTP’s, and @charlotteg234 for pre-reading the first half of this.
Trigger warning: Gun usage, hunting, mild language ... I think that’s it
@burnsoslow
My dearest friend, when I think back at where we were one year ago, I can’t help but be reminded of the vastly different world we live in now. On February 5, 2020, there was no covid keeping us sheltered and fearful, families were complete, jobs were stable, and so many of the things we worried about then simply pale in comparison to now, Life wasn’t so bad. But here we are with all these new changes and mindsets. Through it all, one thing remained consistent: YOU. You have been my strength, my rock, the anchor that grounded me. We have cried together, laughed a lot together, worried for each other, and celebrated those small victories that were important to each other. And I get so happy when someone comments about how much they love the friendship between Riley and Alyssa because it's the most real part of Fearless. If anyone ever wanted to know what we’re like, it's all written out in that story. I’ve got your back, and you have mine. You’re my best friend and I just love the hell out of ya! I hope your birthday is amazing and that this fic is everything you wanted for this AU.
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On Sunday mornings in southern Georgia, you did one of two things: You woke up early for church services or woke up late to watch NFL football.
Some people figured out a long time ago how to do both.
Sitting in the back pew of the First Cordonian Church of Everlasting Peace, Alyssa Walker sat quietly with the sweetest southern belle smile, nodding her head along to the beautiful words spoken during Pastor Hakim’s sermon and hiding a pair of earbuds lodged in each ear. 
She and her husband, Drake, had laid claim to the pew when they were teens trying to sneak a kiss or two during prayers. After ten years of marriage, they no longer needed to sneak kisses but stayed in that same seat, believing the biggest sinners should stay as far away from the minister as possible. Why be the barrier that may prevent the spirit from reaching the rest of the congregation? The couple felt it was the least they could do.
They were actually pretty good folks and well respected in their community. Alyssa had taught first grade for eight years at the local elementary school, where her two children, nine-year-old Audrey and six-year-old Patrick, also attended. Her best friend since third grade, Riley, was the art teacher there. 
Drake worked nearby as the lead mechanic at Rys and Sons Chevrolet out on North Ramsford Avenue. Constantine had owned the auto dealership for 35 years before passing it down to his sons, Leo and Liam, when he ran for and became the town's mayor. Leo peaced out, heading to South Florida, while Liam took on the sole responsibility of ownership himself. 
And while most people in this sleepy little town of Cordonia were Falcons fanatics, Alyssa grew up rooting for the team where her parents were born and raised before settling in Georgia as newlywed lawyers: The Chicago Bears.
With the game against the Packers blaring into her ear, she kept a keen eye on the rest of her fellow parishioners. When they clapped, she clapped. When they sang, she sang. She raised her hands in hallelujahs when they did. She had learned to read lips and could “Amen” and “Praise God” right on cue with the rest of them. All the while, she sat in contentment, listening to her weekly football games. 
“The score with 14 seconds left in the second quarter is Chicago -- 14, Green Bay -- 17. The Bears have the ball on the 5-yard line. It’s third and goal. If Trubisky can score here, they’ll go into the locker room at halftime with a lead for the first time in this game, or possibly tie it all up with a field goal after this down. This is a huge, HUGE play, Jim ...” 
Alyssa twined her fingers together and lowered her forehead onto them as she waited with bated breath for the announcer to call the play-by-play. As far as anyone else knew, she was praying fervently for the Hebrews crossing the parted Red Sea away from Pharoah's army that the pastor was chronicling.
“And here comes the snap. Trubisky backs up. He tosses to Robinson in the end zone. OHHH! So close… batted away by Alexender …”
“JESUS!” Alyssa yelled out in anger. With earbuds in, she didn’t realize how loudly that just came out of her mouth. Drake nudged her in the thigh. She glanced over at him for a second before he nodded to the 123 pairs of eyes that had all turned at once in her direction. It instantly dawned on her that everyone in the congregation heard the outburst.
Feeling the color drain from her face, Alyssa placed a hand over her chest and addressed, “I am soooo into this sermon, Hakim. Woohoo! Go, Jesus, go!” She pumped her fist in the air like she was rooting him on.
Drake dropped his face onto Patrick’s shoulder, who was sitting on his lap, to cover the incessant laughter that threatened to spill out of him. He was doing a terrible job of it, as a momentary burst of muffled snickers could be heard through the sound of the game playing in Alyssa’s ear. Her husband was nothing but a big kid himself -- she wouldn’t change that for anything.
“Mommy,” Audrey whispered next to her. “It’s about Moses. Not Jesus.”
Alyssa smiled, patting her daughter’s knee. “Same thing, baby. They both performed miracles.” She cut her eyes to the phone hidden under the cardigan draped across her thighs. “And the Bears need a miracle right now, guys,” she muttered, “Part those shithead Packer’s defensive line, Lord. It’s time to help my Bears get to the promised land.”
“Going for it on fourth down, Trubisky drops back. The Packer defense is putting a lot of pressure on the Bear’s offensive line. Every man is covered in the end zone. He has no one to throw to, Jim. They’re running out of time. Four seconds left. And, NOOO, they sack Trubisky on the 10-yard line … WAIT THE BALL IS LOOSE … THE BALL IS LOOSE ... he fumbled the ball. The Packers are scrambling to get it. There are green and white jerseys all over that ball. BUT LOOK … Green Bay’s Klark picks it up. He’s running the other way … and he just slipped … he just slipped, and the football fell right into the hands of Chicago’s Robinson --”  
Alyssa grabbed Drake’s thigh, her fingers digging deeply with hope and panic. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” her stressed words weren’t audible to the crowd, but they were speaking volumes in her heart.
“--Robinson’s on the 20, now 15, he’s sweeping past the defense to the 10 -- 5 -- TOUCHDOWN, CHICAGO!!!”
"FUCK YES!" Alyssa jumped up, her arms outstretched in a V shape. “Hallelujah. Holy shit. Thank ya, Jesus.” She let out a huge sigh of relief, feeling nothing short of elated, not concerned in the slightest by the heads that twisted around again.
Hakim stood slack-jawed from the raised platform for a moment, his tallish physique slouching on the pulpit, before adjusting the microphone and clearing his throat deeply. "I'm certainly glad, Sister Alyssa is ... feeling the spirit this morning."
"I am feeling it, Brother Hakim," She shook her head profusely. "I. Am. Feeling it." She shot him a dimpled grin.
Drake snorted loudly, covering his face with one hand and grabbing the side of her dress to pull her back down with the other.
They turned to each other, neither one able to control the snickering and shaking of their bodies. Drake lifted a sleeping Patrick over his shoulder while Alyssa grabbed Audrey's hand; the Walker couple decided they were too immature for church this morning.
They laughed all the way to the parking lot.
"It's never a dull moment with you, baby girl," Drake chuckled, turning over the ignition.
"You know me …” She blew on her nails before rubbing them against her chest. “... just doing the Lord's work." 
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It was customary in Cordonia for families to gather together each week for a big supper after church. 
The Walkers traditionally took turns hosting with Liam and Riley, and Constantine and Regina. This week's meal was at the elder Ryses.
Sitting down at the dining room table, everyone licked their chops, hungry and ready to dig into all the made-from-scratch southern goodness Mrs. Regina had prepared: Fried chicken, mashed potatoes and gravy, coleslaw, macaroni and cheese, green beans with hamhock, corn-on-the-cob, deviled eggs, biscuits, sweet tea, and coffee. It was all accompanied by two containers of broccoli salad, Alyssa picked up from the Piggly Wiggly deli after church, and Riley's lopsided carrot cake.
There was always a lot of food, a lot of love, and what would it be in a small town without a little gossip here and there.
"Regina, you've outdone yourself on this meal," Liam raved while placing his five-month-old son in a high chair and fastening the clasps. "If it tastes as good as it smells, we're all in for a big treat."
Everyone agreed as she sat down, Constantine pushing her chair in with a peck to the top of her head. "Thank you, Liam." She looked up at her husband with a sincere smile, rubbing his arm. "Only the best for our family."
She meant every word of that as she and Constantine glanced around the table at all the cheerful faces of the people they loved most — that included Drake and his family. 
Drake's father had been the sheriff for many years before his untimely death, while the younger Walker was a teen. Connie had never met a braver, more hard-working man than Jackson; the now mayor stepped in after that death to be the father figure in Drake's life. Drake was already best friends with Liam, and over time, the family just considered him one of their own. Drake and Alyssa's children referred to them as Mamaw and Papaw Rys.
As everyone settled in and passed the food around the table, the doorbell rang; 7-year-old Ellie -- Liam and Riley's oldest -- jumped up to answer it. With everyone focused on getting their helpings, Riley leaned over and whispered to Alyssa, "Any more scoop on Savannah?"
Alyssa passed the potatoes to her and answered in a hushed tone, "I drove past her house yesterday ... Chuck was there. His big rig was backed right up into the driveway. They're not even trying to hide it anymore."
"I knew it." Riley slapped a scoop of potatoes onto her plate, passing them across to Liam. "When does Bertrand get back from that Bankers Convention in Atlanta?"
"I think Max said on Tuesday. And I guarn-damn-tee, Chuck will be there until then."
"Of course he will. Have you told Drake yet?"
Alyssa shook her head, peeking over at her husband, who was in hog heaven, dousing everything on his plate with white gravy, blissfully unaware of their idle chitchat. She turned back to Riley. "Not yet. You know how protective he is. I'll need to hide the gun cabinet keys when he finds out ... if he finds out. You remember how upset he got when Bianca got caught at the Love's Truck Stop with Landon Ebrim over the summer. His mama can do what she wants, but not with a married man."
Riley agreed with a nod before taking a sip and swallowing her sweet tea. "Ya know, I've never seen sweet Emmaline that angry."
"Yeah, me neither. She sure whopped ass that day." They both giggled lightly. "Landon's dentures flew clean across that truck lot."
"I saw her the other day at the Food Lion, grinnin' like a baked possum. Got that ol' dog for everything he had."
Alyssa huffed, "Cept' his nuts."
Ellie ran back in and hopped in her chair. "Miss Olivia is here!"
Alyssa stiffened, clutching her fork a little tighter before letting out a faint groan. Not that she didn't like the Assistant Principal of Cordonia Elementary -- she was her boss, after all, and they grew up together -- she could just be a little off-putting, sometimes with her treatment of Drake. In light of Olivia's recent divorce, she had, however, started directing most of her scorn on her ex-husband, Anton.
Everyone greeted Olivia as she strolled in behind the youngster, shrugging her jacket off and tossing it on a counter with her purse. "I smelled your chicken and taters all the way from Lythikos Drive, Regina. You know how I love a good rib stickin' meal."
"Is Travis and Waylon here?" Patrick piped up eagerly from the children's table, hoping to have some boys to play with rather than the three little girls who kept ganging up on him.
Olivia pulled out a chair and started loading her plate down. "They're with their daddy this weekend, sugar. I'll tell them you asked about them."
Drake lifted his coffee mug, not making eye contact with anyone. "Speaking of ... I saw Anton yesterday at the Dollar Tree ... with someone." He smirked into his drink. While everyone else knew who and was trying to avoid the elephant in the room, he owed her for years of squabble.
"Who? Madeleine?" Olivia spat, adding heaping spoonfuls of sugar to her already overly sweetened tea. "Bless her rotten heart, he was seeing her before our break up. Moved in with her right after the divorce was final, so I hope she's enjoyed cookin' and cleanin' after my youngins' all weekend, cause she's gonna be doin it a hell of a lot more now that she got herself fired."
Madeleine was a bank teller in the drive-thru at First Cordonia and also Leo's ex-fiancee. 
"Madeleine got fired?" Alyssa asked in surprise. "She's been there for years."
The redhead swirled the sugar around in her tea with a spoon before licking it off and continuing, "Mmm-hmm. Bertrand caught her on video, stuffing her gaudy drawers into the vacuum tubes at the bank and sending them to that bastard when he drove through to make a deposit. He was making deposits alright. Right between her scrawny, cankled ass --"
"Olivia!" Liam quickly interjected, knowing once she got going, it would likely turn R-rated with several little ears listening. "I'm dying to hear how the Christmas Festival for next Saturday is coming along." He shot a look across the table at Drake for getting her worked up. Drake simply grinned.
By late afternoon, supper had been eaten, dishes cleaned, and pants unbuttoned. After a couple of hours of chatting on the back porch and watching the kids play, the two younger couples packed up leftovers Regina insisted they take home and were ready to hit the road. 
Liam and Riley lived next door and walked out with the Walkers who were making their way to the Tahoe parked on the street.
Alyssa bounced and cooed over baby Jacob before handing him back to Riley and getting into the vehicle's passenger seat. 
Liam was leaning into the driver's side window, having a casual discussion with Drake about the opening day of deer season next Saturday and asking what time he wanted to head out.
Alyssa was half-listening and half-working the stereo when an idea popped into her head. "You know what would be fun?” Both men stopped talking and glanced over at her. “We should all go?”
Drake knit his brows. “Go where?
“Hunting. We can make it a double date. You and me, Riley and Liam. The great outdoors. Some quality time together. I’ll even make snacks for everyone. It’ll be fun,” her voice was chipper. She was excited about it. 
She was also deadly serious. 
So were the dubious looks Drake and Liam gave each other over the thought of taking their wives on the most important hunting event of their year. Not that either didn't enjoy spending time with their significant others, but hunting was a whole different world. It was a one-person sport where you spent the day away from reality and responsibilities and just enjoying the great outdoors —a place to be alone and experience the thrill of a good hunt.
“Guys, I’m serious. We go fishing together, and I’ve shot targets plenty of times. I really wanna go hunting with you. Riley wants to go too, don't you?” She cast an inquisitive glance out her window at Riley, who glared back with the biggest what-the-fuck look she'd ever made. “See, she wants to go too.”
“Baby,” Drake began softly, giving her knee light squeezes. “I don’t mind taking you, but this is opening day. We’ll be in the woods for hours, in the cold. It’s not really what someone would consider a ‘date.’ And we’re going to the Festival that night … we’ll get a chance to spend time together there.”
She held his gaze as her lips began to quiver. “I understand. You .. you need time to be away from me, and it was a dumb idea anyway --”
“No,” Drake cut in. His heart plummeted from the sadness in her voice and eyes. “That’s not it at all. I love spending time with you. And if you really want to do this, then … let’s do this.”
“Really? We can go together?” Drake nodded with a smile before she squealed in his ear and pulled him into a tight hug. “I can’t wait! Thank you!”
Stuffing his hands in his pockets, Liam let out a heavy breath as he looked over at Riley -- The woman he knew would not be a fun hunting partner next week -- still standing on the sidewalk, appearing like she might faint. “Yeah ... I can’t wait either.”
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Saturday. 5:15 a.m. The cellphone alarm on Drake’s bedside table let off a series of rhythmic beeping sounds and vibrations. 
The alarm wasn’t needed. The man had been awake for hours, listening to his wife's gentle snores; the anticipation of bringing home at least a 12-pointer keeping him from falling back asleep. 
Letting out a ferocious yawn and a hearty stretch, he picked up his phone to dismiss the alarm and rolled over to wake Alyssa.
With her ass perfectly curled into the space between his stomach and thighs, his hands settled on her curvy hip, jostling her slightly. “Time to get up, my little peach. We gotta get crackin’ before all the good deer are gone.”
“I just need one more hour, okay? Thanks,” she protested with a drowsy murmur, pulling the pillow over her head.
Drake chuckled, rubbing soothing circles over her back. “No. We have to get up now. We’re wasting time, sleepyhead. Unless … you don’t want to go.”
Alyssa’s heavy eyes stung as she tried to peel them open one at a time. “No, I wanna … go ...” she trailed. Her eyes slowly shut again, and she was out.
On a day like today, Drake was usually up and ready in ten minutes. Once he could finally get his wife out of bed, dressed, and back awake again from where she fell asleep on the toilet, it was close to 45 minutes. 
Maxwell, who was also a childhood friend and the music teacher where Alyssa taught, rented the room over their garage. He agreed to come down that morning and watch the kids while the pair spent their morning in the woods. Bianca used to help out in that regard, but the kids complained she slept the whole time, and Alyssa was pretty sure her mother-in-law smoked pot around them.
Drake loaded up the truck, placing his rifle and a smaller .22 caliber for Alyssa behind the seat. Dragging herself slowly to the vehicle, the night sky still pitch black and her breath turning to thick vapors in the frigid air, she listlessly tossed a Taylor Swift tote bag on the floorboard and climbed in.
Drake looked at his phone after everything was packed up to see if Liam had sent a message about being late. It was unusual for him not to be there already. Typically, his best friend was up and at his house before Drake was even ready. He sent off a quick text to check.
Drake: Where you at, man?
Liam: Running late. Riley had to put makeup on and do her hair. 
Liam: I’m having so much fun already 😑
Liam: snark
Drake: Lyss couldn’t decide which gloves looked the best with her orange vest. I guess she wants to impress the deer before she kills them.
Liam: We’re not catching deer today. We’ll be lucky if we catch a cold. Be there in 10.
Twenty minutes later, Liam’s gray Silverado pulled onto the Walker’s gravel drive. Riley had wanted biscuits and gravy from McDonald's, and she had to run back inside to pee, so that set them back. But, with everyone now there, they were finally ready to head out.
Just down the rural road from where Drake and Alyssa lived, the current sheriff of Cordonia, Bastien, owned several acres of unoccupied land that he used for recreation. He had been a close friend of Drake’s dad and agreed to let Drake and Liam hunt and fish on his property whenever they wanted.
Turning onto the dirt road and opening the gate, the four friends arrived at their spot just as dawn was breaking. 
No one spoke much as they trekked through the mud, sticks, and brittle fall leaves that littered the path to the deer stands. Riley and Alyssa were too exhausted to say anything. Drake and Liam just weren’t used to talking at all.
"Riley, love,” Liam whispered softly. “Can you watch how you’re walking? The noise is going to scare the deer away.”
“I can’t help it if … " She reacted loudly in frustration before Liam placed a finger over his lips, and she resumed speaking more quietly. “I can’t help it if there're leaves everywhere. I’m walking on them as delicately as possible.”
“How much further? I think my toes are frozen and I need coffee.” Alyssa bemoaned while walking on the balls of her heels. Drake was basically dragging her sluggish body by the hand. Her eyes were still drooping from exhaustion with every careful step.
“Just over yonder of that fence row is our stand.” He pointed out.
Alyssa aimed her flashlight around the woods in several spots. "And where do we pee at?"
Liam lightly snorted as Drake answered matter-of-factly. "Just over yonder of that fence row below our stand."
"Oh ... " her tone was small and apprehensive, "... I guess that's ... okay." She glanced back timidly at Liam, who was following close behind.
He shielded his eyes from the beam of her flashlight in his face and frowned. "I'm not going to watch you pee, Alyssa."
Riley gasped, "Eww! I don't want Drake watching me pee either." 
"Shhhhh." Liam was quick to remind her again of the volume of her voice.
"Stop, shushing me, Liam! Those deer don't know I'm out here."
Drake grunted, then whipped around to face the three of them. "Would you keep your voices down? No one's watching anybody take a piss," he whisper-yelled. "Lyssa and I will be at least a hundred yards away from ya'll. Riley, I promise you can piss your little heart out, and I won't see it."
"We're separating?" Alyssa asked wistfully. "What if I need to ask Riley something, and she can't hear me yelling across to her?"
"You'll just have to ask her when we're done, baby girl. And ... please don't yell questions to her while we're out here. Low voices."
They continued on with their noisy hike.
"Having so much fun," Liam grumbled to himself.
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Liam and Riley headed to their tree stand as Drake helped Alyssa climb up the ladder to theirs. 
The stand and ladder were made of plywood -- chipped and faded from years of exposure to the elements -- and were attached at the apex to an oak tree about twenty feet off the ground. At the top it had enough room to take a step onto, with a wooden seat just wide enough to accommodate them. One plank rail came out on both sides. 
Alyssa plopped down onto the seat, clutching her tote bag of goodies on her lap. She lifted the brim of the orange beanie she borrowed from Drake -- that smelled of animal carcass and gun powder -- above her eyes and peered out to the wilderness spread monumentally below. She closed her eyes and slowly inhaled the fresh, dewy air, taking in the sounds of twittering birds, branches clashing from the nearby squirrel frolicking on them, and the rippling of a bubbling brook streaming down the hill. 
A pleasant warmth overcame her as Drake's much larger body sat down next to her and protected her from the frosty wind blowing in from his side.
Alyssa wrapped her arms around his waist, snuggling into him. "I can see why you like this so much. It's so quiet and peaceful ... look how purty it is out here, Drake. It's just real purty, isn't it?"
Working diligently on getting their gear together, he stopped briefly to look out; affection glowed in his eyes. “It sure is, darlin’. Almost as purty as you ... and notice I said 'almost.'” He winked, and Alyssa blushed, feeling that same love trickling up inside her she'd had since they were teenagers. Drake could charm the pants off a chipmunk, but she was thankful he only used that gift on her.
"Sooo ... " She drawled in her thick Southern accent. "How long will it be before the deer start coming out?" 
Drake drew the barrel of her gun back after loading it with shells and explained, "Don't know. It could be minutes. It could be a few hours. Just whenever they head this way, I reckon."
Perplexed, Alyssa nodded slowly. "A few hours? I s'pose that's okay. What do you do while you're waiting?"
He shrugged, passing a gun to her. "You just ... sit here."
"You just sit here and do what?"
Drake leaned over to kiss into her orange cap and replied, "Wait."
"Wait." She acknowledged. "I can do that. I'll just sit here ... and wait."
Several minutes had passed, and Alyssa was already bored with listening to nature, Drake's gurgling stomach, and sitting quietly with nothing to do. Every so often, a shotgun blast was heard in the distance, signifying either someone out there had gotten their prize or Riley had driven Liam insane. It was the only break from the monotony that came with the boredom of sitting in a tree for who knew how many hours.
Letting out a giant exhale that caught Drake's attention, she propped her rifle against the railing and pulled the cloth tote that was sitting between her boots into her lap. Rummaging through the bag, she pulled out her phone and began thumbing out a message.
Drake furrowed his brows and asked, "What're you doin'?" 
"Just texting Riley,' she answered dismissively. He shook his head and leaned it back against the tree while she formulated her message.
Alyssa: You still alive over there? How's it going?
Riley: This is boring as shit.
Riley: And now my texting is apparently scaring away the deer. F the deer Liam. F all the damn deer!!!! What were you thinking, Lyss?
Alyssa: I was thinking we could spend quality time with our husbands. The men we love and cherish with all of our hearts. I’m having a great time with Drake so far 😍😘
Alyssa: And no one twisted your arm to come bitch.
Riley: Liam's just staring through binoculars. He hasn’t spoken in 20 minutes except to tell me to point the gun away from him or to quit moving. Let’s go get our hair did at Adelaide's.”
Alyssa: OHHH Yes! And get Chinese food ... CRAB RANGOONS!! I'll have Drake drive us back. Girls Day Out. Love you!
Drake let out a belch and blew it away when Alyssa turned to him with a dazzling smile and a sparkle in her blues. "Can you drive Riley and me back to the house?"
"What? Right now?" he shrieked. She answered him with a cheerful nod. "What happened to all that talk about wanting to spend quality time with me?"
"I still do. But ... we're just sitting here, not really doing anything. I could be getting my hair done for tonight's festival. I also have a ton of laundry to do, some papers to grade, and I’m supposed to be making the Devereaux’s famous peach cobbler for the raffle. If I leave now, I’ll have time to do all of it.” Alyssa knew she probably wouldn’t do half of that, and Audrey would likely make the cobbler, but it made the situation sound more urgent.
"It's opening day, baby. I'm not leaving this spot." He reached into the pocket of his overalls and pulled out his keys. "If you and Riley wanna take my truck, I'll ride back with Liam."
She gave him an exasperated look. "I don't know my way back to the truck. And I sure as hell know Riley doesn't."
He smirked, stuffing his keys back. "Then you're stuck."
The next hour was brutal. Alyssa texted Riley to alleviate the boredom for several minutes, but there had been no responses in a long while. She wasn't aware that Liam tossed her friend's phone over the hill when she started making TikTok videos of her plight -- Liam took his deer hunting seriously: No noise meant no noise.
Drake wasn't much better; he was quieter than his usual self. It wouldn't have been so bad if she could at least talk. An occasional whispered word was not going to cut it.
Alyssa sighed heavily. She wiggled around for comfort. She unwrapped a Nutty Bar. She crunched. She opened a can of pop. She tapped her fingers. She flipped the pages of a magazine. Each one got that look from Drake that let her know it was too loud. If she ever made it out of there, she planned to jabber and stir until she couldn't do it anymore.
After another half-hour of stewing quietly in her thoughts without a sign of a deer anywhere, Alyssa decided now was the time to finally just talk. 
"Do you ever think about having another baby?" It was a topic that had been on her mind for a while. To her surprise, Drake didn't give her a look or even freak out the way she anticipated. Despite his own rule of silence, he even responded in kind.
"Yeah. Kind of a lot."
Her right brow darted up. "Really?" 
Drake took a breath and shifted the gun across his lap. "I mean, of course. It's always been my dream to settle down and have a bunch of youngin's with the woman I love." He studied her lit-up face; he'd swore she'd gotten more beautiful with age. That's why he hesitated when he added, "But ... "
Her shoulders slumped at his words, and a deflated look impressed upon her face. "But ... " The word barely made it past her lips.
Drake reached for her hand and gripped it tightly. "Lyssa, we have so much going on right now. You're working on National Boards, Audrey has piano recitals and basketball, Patrick has peewee football and Boy Scouts. We barely have time -- except for right now -- for just ... us. I'm not saying,"never"... just that right now ... isn't a good time."
"I understand that, but ... we've always made it work. And don't you miss those tiny little fingers wrapped around yours? And the way they smell fresh out of the bath? And those chubby little cheeks pressed up against yours?" she goaded.
“Of course I do. I remember the first time I held Audrey and PJ in my arms -- there’s just no better feeling in the world than ...to look down ... " Drake paused as his voice cracked, and his brown eyes glistened like glass. " ... and to see someone so small ..." When she sniffled, it made it that much harder for him to speak. "... that you created with the woman you've loved since you were 16 years old. But I like who they are now, and watching them grow, and doing things with them ... And, well ... there’s no shit clean up.”
“You obviously haven’t washed Patrick's clothes in a while,” Alyssa retorted with a chuckle that brought out one in her husband.
"I’ll have to talk to him about that." He gazed deeper into her eyes. "But I do love you ... more than all the peaches in Georgia, Lyssa Claire.”
Alyssa smiled.“That’s what you said to me when you promised to marry me when we were teens.”
Drake returned his own smile. “I did. I remember like it was yesterday too. Sitting in your parent’s basement, watching Friends reruns, eating pizza, making out. And hell, it’s still as true today as it was then. Somehow, even more."
Their cold lips parted and joined halfway for a fervent kiss, with Drake's hand meandering around the subtle groove at the junction of her waist. Just as it became more intense and desirous, a rustling of twigs off in a nearby thicket caught Drake's ear, and he broke away, his eyes scoping the perimeter. Alyssa wasn't offended, she heard it too, and her heart raced with excitement.
Lifting the binoculars hanging from his neck, he spotted two deer eating from a blackberry patch some thirty yards away. He pointed in their direction; Alyssa gave a quick thumbs up, letting him know she saw them too.
Drake carefully lifted the rifle resting in his lap as Alyssa leaned forward and squinted to get a better visual. "Is that a buck and a doe?" she whispered, not moving an inch.
"Sure as fuck is." He mounted the stock of his .30 caliber, Winchester, just beneath his collarbone;  the rush of this moment coursed ravenously through his body. He lined up the scope and placed a steady finger on the trigger -- his thumb pulling the hammer back.
“Wait.” Alyssa loudly whispered. “You can’t shoot him.”
"I'm gonna. Better cover your ears."
"No, Drake. There's a doe with him. What if that's his wife? You can't just leave her all alone without him."
"Lyss, this is the whole reason we're out here."
"So you can make a widow out of her?"
"No ... so I can make deer chili out of him."
Alyssa's mouth flew open. "No. No. RUUUUUUUUN! RUUUUUUN!"
Drake pulled his face away from the scope and fired her a look. "What the hell are you doing? They're getting away!"
She tilted her chin boldly. "I don't care. That was her husband, and they're in love, and you can't take that away from them. I would be so sad if we were just out eating berries and someone came up and shot you, ALL SO THEY COULD EAT DRAKE CHILI!". 
Drake dropped his head. He knew there was no point in arguing with her. As long as he’d known her, she was stubborn, and at that moment, she was dead set in believing those two deer were living out the greatest romance of all time. Nothing he said or did would change her mind on that. 
A thought emerged while he attempted to comprehend the logic of the situation. Those deer ran off in the direction where Liam was set up. Maybe if he could give his friend a heads up, it was still possible at least someone would leave those woods with the prized buck.
Turning his back from Alyssa so that she couldn't stop him, he pulled a small walkie-talkie from his pocket and radioed Liam. Alyssa knew what was up and jumped to her feet, thrusting her arms around him in an attempt to stop the travesty.
"You can't do this, Drake," she hollered, "That’s her soulmate. And why don't I have a walkie-talkie? I want a walkie-talkie!"
While seated next to Liam, Riley was swinging her legs, purposefully making the soles of her boots scrape against the platform. Liam tried to ignore her; maybe he had been a little too uptight about every little noise and utterance she made. But this was playing a whole different ballgame now: she was now making it her mission to piss him off.
Prepared to pound his head against the tree, Liam gritted his teeth, skimming his eyes in her direction. "Love, do you have to do that?"
"Did you have to throw my phone in the woods?" She spat back.
Liam rubbed his hand over his face. "No, and I am sorry that. I apologize for all of eternity. I promise I will get you another one as soon as we get back, okay?”
Riley huffed. "Fine, but that phone had all of my contacts on it. It had our babies' pictures and videos on it ... our vacation photos. I can't get those memories back ever, and I have to find it, and God only knows where it landed. It could be ..." She stopped rattling on when she caught sight of the distressed look Liam was giving her. Knitting her brows, Riley asked, "What?"
"Nothing ... just ... can you lower your voice a little? You're gonna scare the deer away," 
He regretted it as soon as it came out. 
“LIAAAAM!”
He saw the steam gushing out of her ears. There was no time to answer the incoming call on his walkie-talkie from Drake.
Belting out a furious screech, Riley jumped up and tried to jerk the gun from his hands. There was no question she wouldn't shoot him, but she'd sure as hell shred his favorite gun apart piece-by-piece and toss them all the way to Portavira Lake on the other side of town.
Riley tugged with all of her might. "I have HAD IT with being quiet for those damn deer, Liam. HAD IT!"
"Sweetheart, you need to calm down ..." He stood up in front of her, pulling back on the rifle even harder, surprised -- and not pleasantly so -- his considerably smaller wife had this much struggle in her.
"Don't you sweetheart me. You have shushed me for the last time, Liam Preston Rys!"
“Okay, I’m sorry! But can you at least admit us fighting over a gun is dangerous? Somebody is going to get seriously hurt, and I don’t want it to be you, Riley. Please. I won’t shush you anymore, I promise.” His face softened, eventually adorning a loving smile at his wife, who, with a sigh, was unable to resist that handsome face and relaxed her grip. 
Riley gave him a half-smile in return. “I’m sorry, too. I’ve ruined your hunting trip.”
“Yes ... you did.” Liam agreed, dodging the playful slap she nearly made to his upper arm. “But I don’t want to fight anymore.”
With the War of the Ryses finally over, they went in for a makeup kiss until Drake’s voice called out to Liam again through his walkie talkie. Liam set the gun down on the bench and leaned it against the tree before he started digging into his pocket to answer the device. Riley dropped down onto the seat, her elbow brushed against the rifle and caused it to slide away until the barrel end hit the railing and set off a powerful blast.
When the ringing in both of their ears subsided, and the smoke had cleared, Liam and Riley collected themselves from the sudden spine-gripping explosion that shook them both. While Riley explained to Liam what happened, a hysterical sounding Drake came back over the walkie-talkie, wailing, “Alyssa’s been shot! Alyssa’s been shot! Help me!”
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Later that evening, in the courthouse square, the street was lit up with zig-zagged rows of red, green, and white lights. Strands of garland were wound around every lamppost in perfect spiraled loops, and red bows hung and waved with the wintry breeze.
With traffic rerouted away from the area, vendors lined sidewalks selling local goods to put the town's citizens in the festive spirit. What would this small town in Georgia have been without boiled peanuts, low country boil, fried green tomatoes, barbecue, and peach everything? 
Once Constantine had lit the 30-foot spruce, surrounded by hundreds of merry people from all walks of life that made up this small community, the festival was officially kicked-off.
In a large tent set up on the square, Liam and Riley laid out styrofoam containers and drinks they’d purchased from a barbeque vendor on one of several picnic tables inside. With their two young daughters munching away on their meal, and the stroller with their sleeping son beside them, they both sat down with heavy hearts and restless minds.
Liam bit into his barbecue sandwich, noticing Riley only prodding at her mac-and-cheese while staring off into the distance. He didn’t have to ask what was wrong; he knew what happened that morning was bothering her with guilt and worry. It wasn’t every day she accidentally shot someone.
“Are you going to be okay?”
Riley shook her head slightly with a sad look. “No. It’s just not the same without Alyssa here. You know how much she loves Christmas and the festival. She was so looking forward to it too, until --”
“You shot her.”
“Yeeeeeesssss,” she cried out. Liam reached across the table and gave her hand a comforting squeeze, his thumb caressing her smooth skin. Riley continued to sniffle as she grabbed a handful of napkins and wiped the barbecue sauce off Liam’s sticky fingers that were now smeared all over hers. “I didn’t mean to, I swear it. And the way … and the way Drake cried. It broke my heart. Now he has her on bed rest AND house arrest. He won’t let her take calls. I’ll never see or hear from my bestie agaaaain.” The tears continued to flow in steady streams.
Liam stiffened, feeling the eyes of everyone in that tent, gawking at his overly-dramatic wife breaking down. He started to tell her to lower her voice, but after the gun battle in the woods, he thought better of it. “Riley, darlin’, you know Drake is really overprotective of Alyssa. And as scary as what happened was, she only needed the one stitch and band-aid for her graze wound. Something tells me Drake won’t be able to keep her down long.”
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Liam was right. As much as Drake tried to keep her in bed so he could wait on her hand and foot, protect her from the careless friends of the world who could inadvertently do his baby girl harm, and check to see if she needed a new band-aid every few minutes, he could not keep her down. She had been far too excited to hang out with the people she loved so much and celebrate at one of her favorite festivals.
Maxwell had left for the events with Audrey and Patrick an hour ago; they were part of the children’s caroling group and needed to be there early. Against Drake’s wishes, Alyssa showered, got dressed, and made sure he knew in no uncertain terms would he be able to prevent her from going. The only thing he knew to do was to go, follow her around the entire night, and make sure she wouldn’t get shot again.
They circled the block where everything was held several times, but spaces to park were impossible to find. Three blocks away was the church where they attended, and the parking lot was completely empty. Drake didn’t like the fact that Alyssa would have to walk so far in her debilitated condition and was prepared to haul her piggyback style if he had to, but this was the best spot he could find.
Drake moved the gearshift into park and reached over to grab Alyssa’s arm, who was already bounding out the door. He pulled Alyssa back inside, the chilly air blowing through her open door swept her straighten hair this way and that way. 
She cocked her head to the side and exhaled, “Drake, I can open my own door. I’m not broken. It’s just a scratch. I’m fine.”
“I know.” He smiled that tenderhearted smile only Alyssa had ever seen. The same one sending a shudder through her already chilled body. “I changed my mind,” he replied simply
Alyssa slammed her eyes shut and groaned. “I just told you I was fine --”
“No, no,” He shook his head. “About having another baby. I want to start trying.”
Saddled with curiosity, she slid back into the truck and shut the door. “But, I thought you said we didn’t have time for that --”
“Yeah, I did say that. I still believe it. But … today made me realize that yesterday is gone. Tomorrow has not yet come. We have only today …”
Alyssa’s hand flew to her mouth as she laughed out loud. Drake gave her a confused look before chuckling awkwardly to himself, “What’s so funny?”
She lowered her hand, still laughing. “You got that saying from a quote on a poster in my classroom. You’re the one who hung it up for me.”
The memory dawned on him, and he lowered his head, attempting to cover the guilty grin that spread over it. “Well, hell. Here I was trying to make you think I was all insightful and smart and stuff.”
Alyssa’s hand splayed across his rugged chest as she leaned over to kiss him.“You are very insightful and smart. You know I never settle for anything less than the best.”
“I s’pose.” he said, forking his fingers through his hair. “But … I guess what I wanted to say was … I know that bullet missed you, barely … but what if it hadn’t? What if I’d left those woods without you today? Just like you were afraid that doe might. Time wouldn’t matter anymore. There will NEVER be enough time with you. You’re my life, Alyssa Claire. You’re my lover, my friend, my heart, my confidante, my soul, my everything … my little peach. I want to experience all that life has given me with you as my wife … and forever make time with you.”
“DRAAAKEY!” she bawled, spreading her tiny arms wide around his bulky body. Alyssa drew him into her so hard it nearly crushed the wind right out of his lungs. “I -- love -- you -- so muuuch!” Drake patted her back and kissed into her hair as she sniveled into his shirt. He hated when she cried, but damn if this didn’t feel good to him. Anytime she was happy made him that way too. 
They took a moment to kiss and pet each other a little before Alyssa sat up and asked, “So … when do you want to start trying for a new baby Walker?”
He shrugged. “Whenever you want, baby.”
Alyssa looked through the back window of the truck and scanned the parking lot. She bit her lip and looked back at him impishly. “What about … now?”
Drake’s eyes flew open wide. “In the church parking lot?”
Pursing her lips, she affirmed, “Yes. We’ve done it behind the Piggly Wiggly plenty of times. And let's not forget the ‘Great Ass Blow-out of 2019’ in the Atlanta Convention Center parking garage.”
“I will never forget that.” Drake shook his head as that momentous sexual experience replayed in his mind. “Mmmm, you performed magic that day, woman.”
She raised a brow and coaxed him on, “So? What’dya say?”
Drake took a tentative look around at the dark, empty lot, then back at her. “We’re so going to hell, but I’m in.”
“Eeeeeee,” she squealed, jerking his arm around in excitement. “Try to keep your ass out of the window this time, okay?”
Thirty minutes later, Pastor Hakim pulled into the church parking lot with Mara, the game warden, following behind in her truck. There had been several reports from passerby’s of loud animals howling and screeching behind the church. The stray cat population was out of control in that area, and several cats had burrowed their way inside the church on occasion. 
Hakim parked his car, with Mara pulling in beside him. They both got out simultaneously and listened quietly to see if they could decipher where the commotion was coming from. 
Within seconds, a load moan roared out, followed by several consecutive whimpers that were hard to make out by the duo.
Mara listened intently, then gestured with her flashlight to an area near the back of the lot where clusters of shrubs and dry brush bordered. Hakim ambled behind her, the noise getting closer and closer until the pastor's brow furrowed at the shaking of a nearby truck.
“Damn, teenagers,” he grumbled as they tipped toed discreetly.
Mara crouched down by the truck's tailgate, Hakim bending over while she duck-walked toward the driver's side door.
The game warden turned to the pastor and instructed, “On my three. 1 -- 2 -- 3.” They both jumped up at the same time, flashing the light inside the cab. “HAHA Caught ya! OH MY GOD!”
Alyssa, who was on top of Drake, completely naked except for the band-aid on her left arm, looked up in utter humiliation and shock. She crossed her arms over her chest to cover her breast, feeling like she might faint. Not knowing what to say at that moment to rectify their actions or why those two were still staring inside the truck, Alyssa smiled sheepishly. “I’m still feeling the spirit, Hakim.”
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Chronicles of Galar - Chapter 2 Part 2: A little adventure with Leon
Here is the Leon-fluffy part of the chapter. Because now that you want to show him Alola, many funny stuff awaits you. And even manages to bring you to closer to the handsome champion.
For the rest of the flight was a pleasant and exuberant mood, while you two talked about all kinds of things. You learned more about the local Pokemon and Leon has already been educated a little about the customs in Alola. In fact, you were so absorbed in your conversations that you didn't even notice that the Corviknight taxi had already landed. It was only when the taxi driver knocked on the window of the gondola when both of you noticed that they were no longer in the air.
"Huh? Are we there yet? ", You asked astonished and blinked. You took out your smartphone to check the time. Indeed. The flight started 4 hours and 13 minutes ago. "Time passed by in a flash, Haha.", Leon smiled and got out of the gondola to offer you his hand. You let him pull you out of the somewhat high vehicle and you both thanked the taxi driver. “If you want to go back to Galar, here in Alola, Charizard will be used for transportation. However, if you are interested in the Corviknight taxi, just let us know and we will send a taxi to you. However, you have to calculate the flight time there too, ”the older man explained.
“Haha, thank you, we'll be happy to take the Corviknight taxi again. As someone who owns a charizard, I do not want to make these wonderful creatures have to carry someone like me. Especially over this distance. ", Leon laughed and waved him off. The taxi driver nodded and said goodbye to both of you as he took the taxi back to Galar. "So .. We are now in Alola. And what do we do now? “, The purple-haired male wanted to know and curiously put his hands on his hips. He was curious to find out what his spontaneous kidnapper had planned for the two of them.
“Well, first of all we have to get Alola ready. We sweat ourselves to death with our clothes on at these temperatures. Unfortunately, I left my Alola Vulpix with father in the laboratory, which could refresh us with its ice. ", You mused. "I could offer Mr. Rime," Leon suggested with a smile. You giggled lightly, then waved your hand. “I don't think that will be necessary. We will find out why. Now let's pay a visit to Professor Kukui and Professor Burnet first. ", You said and you made your way through Hau'oli City to the Pokemon Laboratory.
It was a very tranquil island with a very exotic flora that Leon only knew from books. Most of the Pokemon, such as the rock Pokemon Rockruff, he had never seen before.
Your gaze fluctuated to her companion from time to time, as he often turned around his heel in astonishment and let out an 'Ah' and 'Oh' every now and then, which caused you to laugh softly. “You can be impressed quite quickly, right? After all, Galar has a beautiful piece of nature too with his Wild Area. ", You teased him and pushed your elbow gently into the side of the sturdy man. Leon laughed embarrassed and scratched his cheek. "Yes, but it's kind of .. different. This sea air is so refreshing and all the new Pokemon .. I feel like I'm 10 again and have just started my journey, "he then admitted with a laugh. "That makes me happy. To be honest, I felt the same way when I first visited this region. Alola is just beautiful. “, You agreed happily and the two looked at each other briefly in the eyes with a satisfied smile before you arrived at the laboratory. Kukui sat there with his wife and his now 2-year-old son, Kemiri *. Kemiri played with two Rockruffs and had his face licked with a giggle. Burnet was basking in the sun and seemed to be dozing, for she was oblivious to the visitors. Only Kukui blinked and then looked up. "Oh? We have visitors. “, He said and woke up his wife Burnet. The white-haired professor took off her sunglasses and looked at the two young people before smiling and standing up. "[Y/n] ..?! How nice that you are coming to visit us! And you grew up, child. ", Burnet began and ran up to you to hold you close like a worried mother. "Um .. I was here when I was 18 .. I haven't grown anymore.", You sighed softly and returned the sweeping embrace. "Of course you can! I can clearly see your maturity, as if you had used Growth several times. You've been around a lot since you've been here, haven't you? ", Kukui then remarked when his wife finally let go of you. "I guess I have.", You smiled and then leaned down to the little Kemiri. “Your little one is cute too. I haven't even seen him yet. As far as I can remember, you were in the second month when I left, right? Is he talking already? ", You wanted to know. "Yes! He can already say  dad! Come on, Kemiri! Say it !! ”, Kukui grinned and proudly lifted his son. The little boy just blinked several times and looked around. "... You know that you can do it ..Say daddy ..", Kukui tried again. His answer was again embarrassed silence until you began to giggle. "He can do it, I swear ..!"
"I believe you.", You laughed and didn't notice at first that you hadn't even introduced your companion. Burnet got ahead of you, however. She looked Leon up and down, which was no wonder considering his strange outfit.
“And what a handsome boy you brought with you. You have my respect. Are you here on your honeymoon? ", The white-haired woman asked with a grin. The young couple blushed again, not alone because someone had mistaken this trip for your honeymoon again. "N-No, that's very different. Um, we're not a couple. This is Leon. He is the champion of Galar. Professor, you ought to know him. You were at the last WorldChampion Cup, weren't you? “, you asked perplexed. "... There is a World Champion Cup?"
You put your hand over your face. That was just so typical of Kukui .. ".. Hahaha. I was just joking. I heard from you, Leon. They say you haven't been defeated once in your region for 10 years, ”Kukui said and shook hands with Leon. Leon smiled and gladly accepted the gesture of greeting. "That's correct. And are you a part-time champion? That is remarkable. “, He praised the older man. “Oh, we don't have that many children who do Island Challenges. That's why my dear husband has a lot of time to pursue his stupid hobbies. ", Burnet waved off with a grin. "Stupid hobbies?" Leon blinked. "For example, as a masked wrestler in Battle Royale ...", Burnet added. “Harsh words for someone who hugs posters and large cuddly pillows with the masked wrestler's faces. You're the biggest fan of 'Mask Royale'. ", You winked and Kukui looked surprised at his wife, who was now sunken in shame. "H-How do you know that ..?" Burnet wanted to know. “You told me yourself when we had a drink with Selene *, Olivia and Mallow in a bar before my league match. You were so tipsy that you trumpeted in front of everyone in the bar that you wanted to marry Mask Royale. And as we know, you have that too in the end. ", You added, whereupon Kukui had to laugh. "Oh, I see. I didn't even know that my wife is my biggest fan too. ", He teased her and Burnet rolled her eyes briefly, but then had to laugh too. “You are sure to be hungry when you come from Galar. Join us for lunch and enjoy a delicious Malasada with us. "
"Mala-what?" Leon asked.
“Oh, you will definitely like it! It's a delicious dessert and Alola's specialty! ", You said and dragged your companion into Kukuis home.
You talked at the dining table while you ate the desserts. Among other things, Kukui and Burnet also learned how this "spontaneous vacation" had come about and immediately had to laugh again. “So, you're still so impulsive and spontaneous. You even went out to free the Vulpix from Team Skull's clutches back then , even though you only had Popplio with you. That was very risky and you had to listen to a proper sermon from Hala after he had praised you for your courage. ", Kukui thought. "Your Vulpix was captured by an evil organization?" Leon asked. He remembered how afraid it was of him when they first met in the Slumbering Weald.“That explains its behavior towards Charizard and me. What happened to the poor thing? ”He wanted to know. “When Selene and I visited Paniola Town, because I wanted to see the Paniola Ranch, we overheard a Vulpix being followed by a group of thugs. It looked very battered and to be honest .. also hurt. Because it dragged one of its hind legs afterwards .. “, while telling the story it became quiter at the table and Leon also stiffened a bit. How could humans do such bad things to Pokemon? He just didn't get it. “We followed the guys unobtrusively until they cornered the Vulpix. They just wanted to paralyze it with their poison pokemon and get ready so that it no longer struggled. Then I intervened. " "I would have intervened as well .. did you threw Popplios Pokeball at them?" Leon asked. "No .. I think my thinking mechanism must have stopped at the time, because I threw myself in front of Vulpix and took a Venoshock attack that targeted Vulpix."
"I BEG YOUR PARDON?! Do you realize that poison attacks can also be fatal for humans? ", Leon's question was a bit loud at first, but of course he understood that you only wanted to protect the Vulpix. He would probably have acted exactly the same in such a situation. "I told you, my brain switched itself off when my feet started moving .. I also didn't notice much what happened afterwards, because everything went black. I got so dizzy and I must have lost my consciousness from the poison .. ", you continued. Kukui then cleared his throat to get attention. “Selene contacted me. We, Hala and I, made our way to them. After [Y/n] was hit by the attack, the Team Skull members had fled because they thought that a murder trial was about to begin. They thought she was dead. After Selene told us [Y/N] had been hit by a Venoshock attack, I asked my wife to get an antidote elixir from Mallow. Mallow is an island captain in Alola, who is responsible for examining people on their island challenge. You can compare her with a gym leader. In any case, Mallow is experienced with herbal Pokemon and can make medicines from many herbs. Of course, also against Pokemon poisons that have affected humans. We arrived in time to give [Y/n] the antidote.“ “When I woke up, I was in a small room in Paniola Town where Kukui had taken me. You can imagine that I had to listen to how inconsiderate it was. ", You smiled. “It was. But .. you did it for a Pokemon. Just .. don't try to jeopardize your life so carelessly in the future, okay? ”Leon scolded you calmly. "I'll try.", You laughed defensively and raised both hands. “But enough talked about old stuff. After lunch, we'll stock up on beach clothes from the boutique and go to the beach for Mantine surfing, ”you said then. "Mantine surfing?", Now Leon was curious and grateful about the change of subject. “One of the biggest attractions in Alola. It's so much fun, you'll see! ”You promised him. Kukui and Burnet watched the couple in silence, then giggled at each other. "I bet 3000 poke dollars that they're married until next year." Burnet grinned. "Deal."
"Did you say something, Professor?" You asked. "No everything is fine. We hope you enjoy surfing. You're lucky, the weather today is perfect for some big waves. ", Kukui grinned and gave a thumbs up. After lunch, Leon and you thanked them for the hospitality and said goodbye to the permanently grinning professor couple as you made your way to the boutique to dress appropriately for the water adventure.
After you provided yourself with swimwear, a large beach blanket, a parasol, an inflatable beach volleyball, snorkel and fins for diving, as well as a neoprene suit for maximum safety when Mantine surfing, you could finally go to the beach. Leon was eager to plunge into the waters. In fact, he hadn't been that relaxed in years, as Rose kept sending him from one appointment to the next. There wasn't much time for relaxing and have some free time, which is why he became more and more grateful to you and his mood was also much happier than usual.
When you got to the beach, you set up a nice place for yourselves with the parasol and the large blanket, with a good view of the wide sea. Leon set up the parasol while you put a picnic basket on the blanket with small sandwiches and drinks that you had previously prepared with Burnet. Yes, today both of you were allowed to have a good time.
However, you had to admit relatively quickly that you couldn't really concentrate on explaining Mantine surfing to Leon when you stood with him in front of the Mantine rental. Due to his physique, you were already aware that he had to have a six-pack, but seeing so much bare skin through his swim shorts was different than simply relying on your imagination and just guessing how he would look underneath his clothes. His muscular chest shone in the sun, and his abdominal muscles twitched slightly when he stretched to warm up. Leon noticed your look at some point and blinked. "Uhm, weren't you about to explain to me what you have to watch out for while surfing?" He began, waking you out of your trance. You blinked several times and felt caught. You had stared at him longer than you wanted ... Leon was definitely a very handsome man and his personality was in no way inferior to his looks ... "Err .. Yeah, I'm sorry. Surfing itself is less of a normal sport here in Alola. It's art. Because you can perform various tricks on the Mantine while you ride the waves and avoid obstacles like buoys or wild water pokemon. ”, You explained, after you cleared your throat. "Mhm, but Mantine are not exactly big and strong. I guess this sport seems to be more suited towards kids and slim women. The Mantine would carry you with ease. But me .. ”, Leon stopped you and crossed his arms. "Ah, don't worry about that, buddy.", the man from the mental station interrupted him. - You already prepared Leon on the flight that Alola villagers speak to strangers in a friendly manner and call them buddy as it was normal. You were formal with Kukui though, although of course he had offered you being less formal too, but you were just too polite for that. After all, he was still a Pokemon professor. “Of course, we also have bred Mantine in all sizes. We crossed the Mantine with Wailord to breed larger specimens. And with success. Just take a look at this darling here .. ”, the lender began and showed you a male Mantine with a diameter of about five and a half meters. "Woah ?! It's gigantic compared to normal Mantine! ”Leon breathed in amazement and stepped closer to the water. "May I touch it?" He asked like a child in a petting zoo. "Go ahead, the Mantine are all tamed, otherwise you could hardly ride them.", the lender nodded and you had to giggle again at Leon's manner. This man was really unique. He looked beefy and strong, but had the disposition of a large teddy bear. You thought it was a good mix. Leon knelt over the railing to the Pokemon and held out his hand. The Mantine sniffed at him and then greeted the purple-haired man with a shout. "Maaan." “That would be your Mantine when you're here for surfing. Of course I have a smaller one for the petite young lady. ”, The lender explained and got another Mantine, a female that was about two meters long. "That makes 500 poke dollars for an hour." "Understood. We would like two hours, please. I'll pay. ", You said and got your wallet, which you had taken with you. "And then I would like a few more berries for the Mantine."
"Alright. You really like Sitrus Berry . "
"Then I would like a bag full of Sitrus Berrys ."
Leon let you pay involuntarily, because it was your idea and he had to admit to his shame that he hadn't taken any money with him. After all, it was a spontaneous trip and Leon had nothing with him except his Pokemon. Now that all formalities had been clarified, it was finally time to go into the refreshing water to see the Pokemon. Before that, the two of you had to put on your neoprene suits over your bathing suits, because such a wave ride also resulted in unintentional immersion in the waves and the neoprene protected you from the cold of icy currents from the northern parts of Alola that could find their ways to all islands. You were the first to get into the water because you showed Leon how to sit on the Mantine properly. “You can sit, kneel or stand, whichever is most comfortable for you. Though you have more control over your balance to make it clear to the Mantine in which direction it should turn, when you are standing.“ you explained and decided on a standing position when you took the reins of the saddle in your hand. “We shouldn't swim too far from the beach. It's best to only take the smaller waves. Especially since it's your first time too. ", You commented. "Not for you?" Leon asked, trying to take a standing position as well. Unfortunately, it was easier thought than done and the big, strong man stumbled on the Mantine to both sides until he lost his balance and fell into the water. "No. When I was here I rode the waves on Mantine almost every day. It's also the most effective way to get from one island to the next. Alola consists of four main islands and countless uninhabited secondary islands. ”, You explained and suppressed a giggle at Leon's clumsiness. The purple-haired man emerged and spat out the salt water before attempting to mount the Mantine again. "You love water, am I right?" He asked with a smile and tried to keep his balance in a sitting position. That seemed to work better. "Maybe. Even as a child, I loved swimming. My mother never got me out of the bathtub because I could have just kept splashing for hours, ”You admitted with a laugh. “When I was with Cynthia, we dived in front of Sootopolis City for the first time when we were in Hoenn. That was an awesome experience. “, You smiled and reminisced. "And despite this love you didn't become a pure water trainer?", Leon smiled and patted the Mantine after he had found a good balance. "Well, my signature Pokemon has water as its second type, does that count?" You replied with a grin and Leon laughed slightly. "I think that's okay.", He joked and the Mantines started moving towards the first wave.
“There is already the first one! Hold on tight and don't try to play cool. ", You warned him and slightly repositioned yourself on Mantine to maneuver it to the wave. The Mantine seemed to understand what his rider wanted from him and began to swim to the current of the wave. Once there, it held one of its huge flippers in the current in order to have a safe position itself and to be carried by the wave. "Woah ..! I'm afraid I'm a little rusty after all .. ", You added, as you lost your footing due to the movements of Mantine. You tried to pull your body onto Mantine with all your strength, while your lower body was already in the freezing waters. "Hey, everything o-" Leon began, leaning to the side for a better look. What turned out to be a treacherous beginner mistake among surfers. "No, don-", too late for your call, because the next wave surprised Leon's mantine and due to the collision with the masses of water, he fell into the water too. "Leon ..!" You shouted, worried and let go of your Mantine so you could dive for Leon. Before you could take a breath and go under the water, however, Leon emerged in front of you, coughing slightly. "Is that also part of the instruction, Ms. Teacher?" He asked jokingly and you gave him a mindless look before you sighed in relief and had to laugh a little. “Well, that's a water sport. And if you haven't fallen off the surfboard at least 100 times while surfing, you've never really practiced the sport, haven't you? ”You smiled and the two of you floated in the sea, laughing. "Where are the Mantines?", Leon then asked and you looked around. "...Damn."
There was no longer a trace of the Mantine to be seen and  Melemele Island  could no longer be seen. The waves must have carried you further out than you had noticed. "Didn't the lender gave you a whistle with which you can call the Mantine in case they get lost on the way?", Leon remembered. You nodded and grabbed your neck, where you wore the whistle around your neck under your suit.
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"Shit .. I must have lost it when I jumped after you ..", You sighed in frustration. "And now? We don't have our Rotom smartphones with us either and we can't make ourselves noticeable. And we shouldn't stay here too long either. Wild Sharpedos also attack humans because they think they are their prey. ", Leon then explained. "Wait!! We always have our pokeballs with us. The neoprene suits have brackets for the poke balls! Do you have a water pokemon? ”, You then asked. “Yes, Inteleon. The final stage of the water starter from our region. But I'm afraid he won't be able to carry us both back. ", Leon answered thoughtfully. “He doesn't need to carry us! Get Inteleon out of his Pokeball! ”You ordered. Leon nodded slightly and grabbed the pokeball as he freed the large lizard pokemon from its prison, which minimized it in data. "So what now?" He wanted to know. You smiled and picked up a red Love ball. "Now just watch.", You said and took the Pokemon out of the ball. It was a beautiful mermaid-like Pokemon, which had features of a seal and a human woman. Her long blue hair was parted with pearl necklaces and her little red nose was vaguely reminiscent of a clown. "What kind of Pokemon is that? It's ... beautiful, "Leon commented curiously and Inteleon also uttered a few calls of approval when it saw the unknown Pokemon. “That is the signature Pokemon I told you about. Primarina. Primarina, that's Leon and Inteleon. ”, You then introduced your Primarina to the others. “We'll have time to get to know each other later. Primarina, can you use Sparkling Aria  among us and - "
"Wait a minute, doesn't that attack heat the water until it boils?" Leon interruped you, shocked. “Now wait, that's exactly why we need your Inteleon for! It's supposed to keep the foam away from us with a combo of Snipe Shot  and Soak. When Primarinas attack heats the waves, they evaporate into the air. The waves pull the steam up so high that it should be seen from the coast - and maybe even as far as the Pokemon Laboratory. Do you know a better SOS signal in our situation? ", You explained your plan and Leon shook his head slightly. “You see! So you two, are you doing us this favor? "
“Water vapor is transparent. I don't think you can see that from a distance ... ”Leon mused as he went through the plan again in his mind. You started to grin. “That's why Primarina then uses Fairy Wind on the steam. This is a fairy attack that gives the water vapor a pink glow. With that they can definitely see us. ", You said and Primarina nodded before she started to use the attacks. With Soak, the boiling hot water flowed around both of you and your Pokemon while the Snipe Shot changed the flow. Inteleon shot into the waves, creating a kind of flow of energy with which the Sparkling Aria could flow up the wave and heat itself to the boiling point. As a result, the salt water evaporated within seconds and when the steam rose, Primarina breathed in a Fairy Wind, which laid a pink veil over the water vapor and it actually shone in the sky.
Leon opened his mouth. It was almost as overwhelming as a gigantamax and he could only watch in amazement as the steam rose higher and higher and spread over them like a blanket of clouds. "If we don't attract attention now, then I don't know either." He laughed and You patted Primarina and Inteleon to praise them for their attacks. "I know? You both did really great. ", You said and Leon swam to you to pet the Pokemon as well and to express his praise.
About 20 minutes later, a motorboat drove to your direction. You were holding onto Primarina afloat and Leon holding onto Inteleon when Kukui and two Coast Guard men picked you up. On board, you told them what had happened and that you had lost the two Mantine. “Ah, I spoke to the manager. Today, there was probably an apprentice at the rental who did not yet know that the two Mantine that were given to you were in their mating season. All Mantine migrate north to the unmanned islands while mating. Because they can raise their younglings there in peace. In order to prevent the breeding Mantine from disappearing, they are placed in a breeding tank. These two shouldn't have been accessible anymore. ", Kukui explained. "Oh no. Then 2 breeding Mantine ran away because of us .. “, You sighed, but Kukui waved it off. “Don't worry about that. The breeding Mantine currently follow their nature, but they are also loyal partners Pokemon to the operator of the stand. After the breeding season is over, they will come back with their babies, ”he explained, which made you sigh in relief. "Thank God.", you sighed and dropped to the floor. That was not how you had imagined the end of the excursion. Leon sat down next to you and gave a soft laugh. “That was a little adventure. But that was amazing how you solved our problem, how did you come up with the steam idea so quickly? ”He wanted to know. "Uhm .. I was lucky, I think ..", you laughed uncertainly and scratched your cheek. Leon blinked and then heard amused laughter from the other side. Kukui. “Because this sea rescue is by no means the first. We were allowed to pick up [Y/n] at least 15 times from the sea between the islands, and even three times from the unmanned islands, because she had gone so far with the Mantine that even the trained water Pokemon could no longer orientate, ”he said teasingly . "Professor .. You shouldn't have reminded me of that ..", You sighed ashamed and put both hands in your face to hide your embarrassment. Then you heard a masculine laugh next to you. "That's not funny," you said to Leon.
The purple-haired man put his hand over his mouth and stifled another snort. "Excuse me. I only found the performance so wonderful when you raved about it half the flight and stated how good you were at Mantine surfing. And then such stories come to light. It's just .. cute. ", He uttered the last sentence a little quietly, but you still understood him and blushed briefly. Did he actually just call you cute ..?!
"So .. just for your information .. I just lost my way because I had so much fun surfing and then spontaneously swam somewhere. My spontaneous nature is nothing negative. We owe it to her that we got to know each other. ", You protested and crossed your arms with a slight pout. Leon stopped his amusement and then smiled at you. “That is correct. And without you, I wouldn't have this relaxing day on vacation. Thank you very much for that. ", He said then placed his hand on your shoulder in a friendly way to give you a slightly affectionate squeeze. He probably expressed gratitude and also trust and loyalty to the person he touched. A circumstance that  honored you and could give back to him as well. You smiled too now and put your own hand on his. "You don't need to thank me. I'm glad that I could help. And besides, I missed Alola. ", You confessed to him. “I can understand why. It is a paradise. And I think Primarina is your absolute favorite Pokemon right? ", He asked knowingly, teasingly. "H-How do you know that again?", You stuttered. Leon's smile turned into a grin and he took out his own Pokeball with Charizard. He looked at the ball and his gaze softened a lot. "Because Primarina ... looks a lot like you. You know .. Each partner Pokemon becomes similar to its trainer after a certain amount of time. Personality-wise, with the aura, his gestures, demeanor. Anything. And when the bond connects a Pokemon and its trainer so closely, these similarities are even more visible. When you got Primarina out of the ball .. I recognized you in her happy disposition. How gracefully she lifted her head and her hair waved in the sea breeze .. Her feminine demeanor during the attack. .. Everything about her somehow reminded me of you. Your band has to be very tight and you looked like a mermaid too in this neoprene suit. You are a suitable counterpart to Primarina, if I may say so. "
His words made you blush again. The things he said were true. He could tell all this from a single glance at Primarina? It was remarkable. This man was rightly the world champion. You laughed lightly and then picked up your Love Ball with Primarina. You hugged the ball to your chest where your heart was and closed your eyes. “You are right. Primarina and I have a special bond. I've fallen in love with her preliminary stages since I first saw them. I can't even say exactly why. ", You mumbled and then looked up. The sun was already setting and was just dipping behind the horizon by the sea. It looked like the sea was devouring the sun. “Fateful encounters can neither be explained nor influenced. After all, we are the best proof. ", Leon said and winked at you. You smiled and nodded again before you closed your eyes again and the last rays of the evening sun warmed your slightly hypothermic skin.
“I hate to tear you lovebirds out of your momentous discussion, but ... we are now back on the coast. You should put on something dry and look for a hotel. ”, Kukui spoke suddenly. "Of course you can also stay with us."
“Thanks for the offer, Professor. But .. Leon is a very busy man in Galar. One day is actually enough to kick off a huge scandal in Galar that the "unbeatable champion" has disappeared without a trace. That's why we allowed ourselves exactly this one day here. We want to go straight back to Galar. ”, You explained. “But the Corviknight taxi takes four hours to get here. Then it's almost midnight. And we'll be back in Galar around 4 o'clock ... shouldn't we wait for the night? ", Leon asked thoughtfully. You put your index finger under your chin. “I guess you're right. Fine But we do call the taxi driver to ask that he send the taxi off so that he picks us up around 10 a.m. Then we can sleep in and even have breakfast.“ You offered, holding your hand to him. Leon laughed and accepted. "Sure, deal."
You spent the night with Kukui and Burnet. The laboratory, where the family lived, had enough guest rooms. The next morning Burnet also served the three of you a hearty Alola style breakfast, before you and Leon said goodbye to them shortly before 10:00 a.m. and got into the Corviknight taxi that was supposed to take you back to Galar. During the return flight, Leon thanked you about 30 times for this day of vacation and how much he had enjoyed it in Alola. The people were also very personable and he wouldn’t mind if he ever made another trip to Alola with you. You made a mental note of this and the two of you enjoyed a quiet flight to Galar. The champion gladly accepted the moral sermon that followed from Oleana and Rose and you could certainly claim that this little experience had strengthened the friendship between the two of you. What else would you expect in Galar in the future?
* Kemiri comes from Kemiri nut and is another name for the light walnut tree, from which Kukui's name is derived (because another name is the kukui nut) * Selene is the official name of the female protagonist from Sun / Moon
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We were only seventeen
▸ Chenle x reader ▸ 1,123k words ▸ Fluff only, arranged marriage au, inspired by Keshi’s 17 cover, and Marie Antoinette’s arranged marriage hehe (not really but I got the idea there) ▸ Requested and part of B’s giving back event, Ho Ho Ho?! See anon request message at the end of this drabble. 
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They say that arranged marriage fixes companies but it ruins someone’s dream of finding and experiencing true love. And you being part of a powerful family whose business is on the verge of bankruptcy, needed to sacrifice your dream of having true love.
You have no idea who this Zhong Chenle is aside from knowing that his family name Zhong can save yours. You were told that he is nice, but you won't believe that unless you see it with your own eyes.
Being engaged at the age of seventeen is quite hard because you’re too young to understand the true meaning of marriage. Aside from that, you have to live with the Zhongs and away from your family for a couple of years as part of the agreement.
“Welcome Y/n!” Mrs. Zhong welcomes you warmly in their big and humble home. “I would greet you with my son but he was out to get something, he should be with us shortly,” she says while she motions you to the dining room that you assume will look like a fancy restaurant but you are wrong. The Zhongs prepared lunch outside their garden with a simple table setting but full of meals that Mrs. Zhong prepared personally for you and your family.
It was nothing like how you imagined it at all, it was not fancy and intimidating. In fact, it is welcoming and there’s nothing to worry about. “Oh here’s my son- honey! Chenle is here” Mrs. Zhong exclaimed to her husband to officially introduce you to each other.
Thankfully, Mr. Zhong’s introduction was not overwhelming and he did it quite nicely and considered your young ages. He said, “Y/n, this Chenle my son. I hope you two became good friends over the summer”
The first thing that came to your mind when you met Chenle is that he looked like a prince and a very handsome one. It’s obvious that he’s shy, but that’s fine because you are too. But even though he’s shy, he made sure to make you feel that you’re welcome in their home. He even peeled a tangerine for you and put it on your plate shyly.
“I picked these flowers for you” he handed you the flowers he picked but under the table because he didn’t want his parents to tease him.
“I wish I brought something for you too” and you mean it. You knew that he’s nice and now you believed that but you didn’t expect that he’s a gentleman too.
“That's fine it's my job to treat you right” he flashes a handsome smile at you in which made your heart jump.
Over the years of being away from your family, the Zhongs took care of you and you and Chenle became good friends and took your time to know each other very well before accepting each other’s feelings.
Growing up with Chenle sure did help you developed your feelings for him. Sometimes you wonder if you’re accepting him as your future husband is out of duty for your family or.... you have officially fallen in love with him. Whatever it is, what you’re feeling for him is true.
Time passed by beautifully and you and Chenle are officially together now that you’re both adults. The idea of someday marrying each other did not make you both rush over anything, but still, just like when you were only seventeen, marriage was introduced to the both of you in the nicest way possible.
“Happy birthday princess” he kissed you on your forehead and gave you the same flowers he picked from the first day that he met you. “You look gloomy, what’s wrong?”
“I miss my family. My mom called this morning- and I don’t know Chenle, I just miss them”
“Smile for me please,” he requests oh so sweetly.
“If I smile then it’s forced” you pouted.
“Then I’ll just give you a reason to smile then,” he said with a smirk.
And right before your eyes, you saw your parents came out of nowhere like you were having a dream but you know they’re real because Chenle is wiping your tears. “Who’s the best boyfriend?” he whispered and kissed your forehead again before you go hug your parents.
Year after year, Chenle kept winning your heart fair and square and kept proving that you’re in good hands. Your family’s company is now saved and up for business again because Chenle is smart and good at taking care of their family business just like his parents. You, on the other hand, loved him deeply too and waited patiently for the wedding. On your 10th year anniversary which is Christmas eve too, Chenle brought you overseas so you could celebrate wonderfully. You figured the trip was so extravagant because it’s been ten years since you two said your first ‘i love yous’ little did you know that Chenle has been planning something big tonight.
“I’ll fall! Can you please hold my hand?” you exclaimed as you try to balance so hard. It was freezing and Chenle took you ice skating under the stars. It was very romantic, but you can’t quite enjoy it because he was teasing you.
“You’re just saying that because you want to hold my hand and not because you can’t skate” he teases you further.
“What are we teenagers?” you bite back. And finally, he holds your hand and kept kissing it, guiding you in the middle of the lake away from bumping other people who are trying to balance too.
“I think we waited long enough” he started, and you cant understand what he’s saying. “You know that I love you truly, right?”
“Of course” you answered without hesitation.
“And I want to prove my love with you. Even more. Every day” he kneels and takes out a red velvet box, opens it and you see a ring. A diamond ring. “Will you marry me? And let me take care of you until we grow old?”
The idea of marrying each other someday was not a surprise to you already but tonight, he made you feel that being with him was not an arrangement in the first place. He was your soulmate and the love of your life.
“I- I do. With all my heart” you answered, tears blurring your vision. He put the ring on your finger and kissed your cold hands.
“I love you. Let’s continue the moment inside, you’re freezing” he kept you close to him, giggle and asking you ‘who’s the best fiancé’ until you two return to your hotel room and finish the night with thick blankets and hot cocoa.
And that is how Zhong Chenle gave you a happy ending.
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Dear Yuri my friend, I thought I lost your request... hahaha but I hope this makes you happy and like proud of me because we both know I’m not a fluff writer hahaha but thank you so much for requesting. @odentist​
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myhockeyworld87 · 3 years
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Bubble Wrapped - Part 11
Word Count: 3,827
POV: Reader
Warnings: Same as always, Language, Smut, NSFW, Please see the note in the Masterlist
Teams: Bruins, Caps, Flyers, Lightning, Pens, Jackets, Canes, Islanders (more to come)
Notes: You guys have spoken and so here it is the next part of Bubble Wrapped. The new Jamie Benn series RUINED will be out on Thursday.As always feedback is greatly appreciated and wanted...hahaha! Luv ya all!! Happy Reading to all!
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The elevator door opened and you walked with Dougie, Joel, and Svech to your suite. All you could think about was how you were going to live with these three for the next few days. They were extremely easy on the eyes, not to mention the comment you swore you heard Edmundson say in the elevator, had you wondering if he'd be sneaking into your bedroom. Not that you were opposed to that, but the bedrooms were kind of close together so the other two would know what was going on. That was unless they were all in there with you.
 Oh god, you needed to get your mind out of the gutter. You opened the door, inviting them all in. "I'll be sure to have keys made for you guys for the next couple of days." Though if you had to guess Carly was probably already taking care of that as you spoke. "So I'll give you a quick tour. This is the living room, obviously, and over there is the dining room." You pointed out each thing as you went. "The bar is fully stocked, but please don't drink all my pinot noir." The last thing you needed was them showing up to a game drunk and their coach reading you the riot act, but they were grown men and it wasn't like you were going to lock up all the alcohol as if they were teenagers. Well, on second thought, maybe you should after what they did to your hotel room. "This is the kitchen. If there's something special you want, just write it down and I'll have the staff bring it up."
 Svech opened the refrigerator doors and took a peek inside. "Man, you've got cookie dough ice cream in here!" It wasn't something that you indulged in every night, but there were times that you just needed a couple scoops to get through the week.
 "If there's another kind you like, just let me know." You told him and his face lit up like a child on Christmas morning. "Now, if you want to follow me upstairs; I'll show you your rooms." They trailed after you and you felt like a mama duck with her ducklings. "This door right here will take you to the rooftop pool, but please don't go up there if it's not your team time." The last thing you need was someone being pushed off the roof or some such nonsense. "This is my room." Joel craned his neck inside and damnit if you didn't blush as one of your bras was laying on top of the bed from when you were getting ready this morning. You tried to keep them moving down the hall. "Over here is the room with the king and then this one has the two queen beds. Your stuff should be up in a few minutes, but feel free to make yourself at home. I'm going to have to get back to work and clean up the mess that you made."
 "We're really sorry," Dougie told you, with a sad look in his eye. It was really hard to be mad at someone when they were being somewhat adorable at the same time.
 "I know, it's fine, but please tell me what the hell you guys were doing that you broke a water pipe."
 The three of them exchanged glances debating on whether or not to spill the beans, while you tried to give your best impression of your mother. It was the look she always gave you when you did something wrong that just made you so guilt ridden that you finally confessed all your sins. Svech, being the baby of the group, finally couldn't take it. "You see we have a game tonight against Boston," he explained as if that was supposed to be the answer. When he didn't say anything more, you crossed your arms across your chest and just waited. "Anyhow…we heard that Pastrnak's room was above Joel's here. We thought we could interrupt his sleep and maybe throw off his game."
 Oh my god, you had to be kidding. Did these three really think that something like that would work? From the look on their faces, the answer was a resounding yes. "What about you guys? Wouldn't you be missing sleep as well?" They all looked at you dumbfounded as if that never occurred to them. God, athlete's were really didn't think sometimes, did they? "So I take you were banging on the ceiling a little too hard with the hockey stick that I saw?"
 "Yeah," Joel answered sheepishly for the group. "Again, we're really sorry."
 "Well, please don't let it happen in this room. I'd like to keep my job."
 "No, never," Dougie told you.
 "Besides, we're on the top floor. We couldn't annoy anyone if we tried." Svech added. Obviously, he didn't include you in that anyone part.
 "Well, I need to get back to work." Just then there was a knock on the door and you took off downstairs to answer it. It was a couple of bellhops with all their luggage. "The guys will show you what rooms to put it in. Thank you two for coming up so fast with all this stuff. I'm off to the lobby, if you need anything just give me a call."
 "Will do," you heard the trio say as you headed out the door.
 "Oh, and one more thing. No parties up here."
 "You got it, boss." This time you weren't sure if it was the bellhops or your new roommates calling out to you as you shut the door behind you.
 The day went fast, as you were helping Carly find parts to fix the room as well as trying to get all new furnishings in. You literally had a small window of time you were working with. Thankfully, you still had some new mattresses tucked away, when you changed some of the queen beds to king-size. It was the dressers and televisions that you needed to get in, as well as new flooring. Before you knew it, the night shift was taking over and you were headed up to your room.
 The guys were still playing game three and the suite was quiet as you entered. Last you heard they were losing but you hadn't been able to see any of it on television. You hurried upstairs and changed into some comfy clothes, before putting the game on. It was in the third period and the Canes had the puck in the offensive zone. You were too busy following the puck to see exactly what happened, but then the whistle blew and you saw him laying on the ice. Players often went down and then only seconds later got back up and were back ready to play, so you tried not to think the worst, but then they replayed what actually happened. What you couldn't decide was whether it was Svech's knee or ankle that seemed to totally snap as he fell. Your stomach dropped and you couldn't even watch it again, as the camera seemed to zoom in. Trainers dashed onto the ice to take care of him until they finally helped carry him off; Svech not putting any weight on his leg. You weren't sure if he'd be back tonight or not, it was obvious that he needed to go to the hospital to be evaluated, but he was definitely going to need someone to take care of him when he did get back.
 It was a couple hours later when Dougie and Joel came in, neither of them knowing how Svech was doing at the moment, only saying that he was getting scans and MRIs done. They were both mentally and physically exhausted and everyone headed to bed, including you. It was about one-thirty in the morning that you woke up, your brain in a slight sleep fog as you remembered you forgot to set the coffee pot to have your morning brew ready. Let's face it you weren't a functioning human being until at least one cup of caffeine in the morning, well unless you were greeted by a certain smiling hockey player when you rolled over. Quickly, you darted out of your room and down the stairs. You fumbled with the coffee maker for a few minutes in the dark before setting everything up for auto-perk, then went to head back up to your room.
 You'd just stepped into the living room when a figure in white moved on the couch. "Jesus!" you gasped, not sure if you were asking for his help or seeing his spirit move in your suite. As your eyes finally adjusted to the dim light, you could make out that it was Joel squishing his large frame on the sofa. "What are you doing down here?"
 "I couldn't sleep." He mumbled, punching at his pillow before throwing it behind his head in hopes of finding some sort of comfortable position. His gaze lingered on your body a little longer than necessary and it was then that you realized you were only in a cutoff t-shirt and a thong. You hated wearing sleep pants to bed as your legs always got overheated and, in your haste, to get the coffee ready, you hadn't thought to put any on.
 "Is something wrong with the room?"
 "God, no," he was quick to tell you. "It's just…" he seemed to hesitate, so you took a step closer, knowing that it probably wasn't the smartest thing to do given your lack of dress, but you wanted him to know that he could talk to you. "I rolled over and saw Svech's empty bed and kept thinking about how he went down. Thought if I came down here, I could maybe get some shut-eye."
 "How's that working out?"
 He obviously knew you were teasing, as he gave a light chuckle. "Not so bad." His eyes looked you up and down again, and the sympathy you had for him a moment ago, almost vanished.
 "Oh good, then I'll just head back up to my room if you're all comfy."
 "Wait," he said stopping you even though you were kidding. There was no way you were going to let this nearly six-and-a-half-foot body, fit on that tiny couch all night. "Does this thing pull out or something? This couch is actually kind of small."
 "Well, no it's not a pullout. I was actually going to offer my bed to you." His eyes got huge at your suggestion and he started to grab his pillow and sit up. "I'll just take your bed if you don't care."
 "Oh, no I can't let you do that. I'm fine here." Fluffing the pillow back up he threw it behind his head. His frame curling up as best he could on the sofa.
 "Don't be an ass, and take my bed."
 "What kind of gentlemen would I be, if I did that?" Was he just trying to be difficult now or nice; you couldn't really tell?
 "Seriously, you'll be all cramped up if you sleep down here. Now, get your butt upstairs."
 "We could share your bed." Ah, so there it was, the real reason, he wouldn't take your bed. "I promise no funny business." He sounded like your grandmother when he put it like that.
 "If it lets us both get some sleep, then sure." Joel jumped up off the couch as if he hadn't been curled up in a ball on it, grabbing his pillow and following your up the stairs. Once ensconced inside the room, you shut the door before asking, "Which side do you want?"
 "Doesn't matter." You went to crawl in the under the right side of the covers and heard him make a noise, obviously distressed that you'd chosen that side.
 "You could've just said you wanted this one," you teased him, then scooted over to the left side of the bed.
 "I'm trying to be accommodating."
 Turning, you faced the middle of the bed. The fact that it was a California king meant that even with how tall Joel was there was still enough room between the two of you to fit another person. "Goodnight," you whispered over, closing your eyes and wondering if he'd make any sort of move on you.
 "Night," you heard him as he lay facing you. You were almost asleep when you felt him shift, not wanting to open your eyes to see if it was closer to you or if he actually just turned over. Instead, you laid there and waited, and were surprised when nothing happened. Sneaking a quick peek told you that he was laying on his back. You took a moment to take in his well-chiseled form; arms well defined from lifting weights you assumed, a smattering of chest hair barely noticeable in the moonlight, and that indent leading to a happy trail which was covered by blankets. If he didn't do something soon, you were pretty sure you were.
 He moved again, this time presenting you with his back. "Is something wrong?" you called over, and he flipped back once again. Thank god this wasn't a waterbed or you'd have been seasick.
 "Hmm," he mumbled. "No…sorry." You opened your eyes then, and he was just laying there staring at you. "God, you're beautiful...sorry…I promised nothing…" You didn't let him finish, as you scooched over and planted a kiss on his lips. It didn't take long for it to turn into something heated as his tongue quickly sought entrance into your mouth. His hands slipped up under your shirt so he could cup your breasts. The globes molding perfectly in his large hands. A moan escaped your lips as he tweaked each nipple and you felt a rush of wetness go straight to your core.
 You slid your hands down his chest, raking your nails over his abs and causing him to shiver. Joel gathered the hem of your shirt, then lifted it over your head, tossing it somewhere in the bedroom. Pushing his boxers down, you palmed the length of him, and god was there length to him. He hissed out his pleasure as you slid your hand up and down his shaft.
 His hand slithered into your panties; his fingers toying with both your clit and pussy. "So wet," he breathed out and you took the opportunity to push him down so he lay on his back. You quickly disposed of the flimsy garment that was your underwear, before straddling his hips and positioning his cock at your core. Leaning down you touched your lips to his as you slowly sunk down on him.
 Once he was buried fully inside you, you broke the kiss. Whispering for him to be quiet as you started to rock back and forth. Grabbing the headboard for leverage, your body moved up and down on his length. Joel's hand went straight to your hips, helping you find a rhythm that both of you enjoyed. It didn't take long to find a pace that had you both worked up. "Don't stop baby." He hissed out, then took one hand and started to rub your clit. Your back arched and you felt the hand on your hip slide up to cup your breast as you rode him. His hips were rising to meet you now and with the flicking motion on your clit, you could feel the orgasm start to build. Your pussy started to spasm, squeezing his cock as you climaxed. "Fuck," he moaned and flipped you on your back mid-orgasm. Joel, grabbed your hips pinning you to the bed as his cock pistoned in and out of you, as he thoroughly fucked your pussy, and though you'd just climaxed seconds ago, you felt another bursting to the surface. Your legs started to tremble and you clasp them around Joel's waist holding on for dear life. His head dipped down to your shoulder and he softly bit you there as he thrust a few more times before spending deep within you. His arms were shaking with an effort to remain upright and not just topple on you, but he managed to kiss you quickly before rolling back onto his side of the bed.
 You laid there, chest heaving as you tried to catch your breath. Fuck, had you ever orgasmed so close together like that before? There wasn't a time that came to mind, well except when Tyler was playing with that vibrator, but that really didn't count. Joel was like some sort of sex god, and you had to wonder if you had sex again would it be just as good? Hopefully, you'd find out tomorrow night or the next for that matter, but for now, you needed to not act like the man had just given you one of the best orgasms of your life. You rolled onto your side to face him, propping your head on your hand. "Think you'll be able to sleep now?"
 He laughed at the comment, still a bit out of breath. "Oh yeah," he responded finally, though he padded out of bed to the bathroom and you heard him splash some water on his face, before coming back in with a wet washcloth to clean you up. Joel pulled the covers back, then gently spread your legs, before wiping your thighs and then your pussy. It was all rather intimate but after what the two of you had just done, nothing seemed off-limits. He tossed the cloth, back in the bathroom, then crawled back into bed, bringing the blankets up around both of you, before scooting closer to you and tucking you into his side. "I think I'll sleep even better if you're like this. Unless this is too uncomfortable for you?"
 Damn, if this man wasn't a gentleman. "Not at all," you told him and snuggled a little closer toward him. His breathing evened out in minutes and the hand that was idly stroking your back, slowly stopped. It took him all of about two minutes to fall asleep. You chuckled to yourself at that fact, though quickly followed behind him.
 You were still locked in the same position the next morning when you felt the sun peeking through the small opening you'd left in the blinds. Slowly, you opened your eyes, careful not to move too much in hopes of not disturbing Joel if he was sleeping. Though as you opened them, you were greeted with his staring back at you. "Morning," you whispered groggily.
 "Morning, beautiful." You stretched as much as you could, while still held within the comfort of his arms. "Thanks again for last night. Best night's sleep I've had since I got in the bubble."
 "Well, we do pride ourselves here in our customers getting a good night's sleep."
 He laughed, then dropped a kiss to your forehead. "You definitely live up to your word."
 Glancing over at the clock, you noticed the time and knew that you had to get ready to start your day. "I'd love to stay here in bed with you all day, but some of us have work."
 He pulled you close, and took the opportunity to kiss you fully on the lips before answering. "We have practice as well. I should probably grab a bite to eat first. I'll meet you downstairs in a bit." He kissed you one last time, before climbing out of bed and heading back to his room.
 It was about forty-five minutes later, that you came downstairs to find both him and Dougie sitting at the dining room table where a full breakfast was laid out. "Wow, what's this?"
 "I took the liberty of ordering room service," Joel told you. "I wasn't sure what you liked, so there's a little bit of everything." You were used to just grabbing a yogurt and maybe a banana, but the Belgium waffles smelled delicious, so you sat down and joined them.
 "Thanks," you said, as you grabbed a bit of fresh fruit and put it on your plate. "Did you guys sleep well?" You already knew Joel's answer but you wanted to make it look good so that Dougie wouldn't know what the two of you had been up to.
 "I slept like the dead," Dougie answered. "Haven't had that good of sleep in a long time."
 "Same," Joel said only his face turned a delightful shade of red and he started to cough.
 "Dude, are you choking or something?" Dougie said, patting him on the back.
 "I'm fine," he finally got out. "Wrong pipe." Joel was saved from further embarrassment as the door to the suite opened and in came Svech, hobbling on a pair of crutches and wearing a boot on his leg.
 "Hey man, how are you?" Dougie asked as you all got up to go check on him.
 "Ok, still not sure the extent of anything. They're going to do another MRI tomorrow. Doctors just said to stay off it and take it easy." Andrei answered the question you were all dying to know.
 "Well, here why don't you sit down," you told him, motioning for him to go on the couch. He plopped down and you immediately went and grabbed a few pillows to prop under his leg. "Can I get you something to eat?"
 "Yes, I'm starving. I haven't had anything since before the game." You went over and made him a heaping plate of breakfast food, while the guys talked specifics with him. He was definitely out for the rest of the series and you had a feeling it would be the rest of playoffs if the Canes made it through this round. "This is great, thank you."
 "I need to get downstairs and check on things, are you going to be ok here?" You asked Svech.
 "Yeah, I just have to figure out the stairs. I slept like hell." His face confirmed the words he'd just spoken as there were bags under his eyes. "Sure, that wasn't the case for you guys."
 Joel avoided looking at his younger colleague and you almost burst out laughing. "If you can wait here for about twenty minutes, I'll take you in through the pool." You told him. "We can use the door upstairs that has a private entrance into the suite that I showed you yesterday, that way you don't have to use the stairs. You just need a different key to get back in."
 "Wow, been holding out on us." Dougie teased. "We could've had a pool party last night." You rolled your eyes.
 "Finish your breakfast, and I'll be back in a few." You headed off to make sure that everything was fine in the hotel and to see if you were needed for anything as you had a feeling that Svech was going to need a lot more help than just making it upstairs.
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morizoras-cave · 4 years
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Manners (Request)
Sherlock x gn!child!reader, John x gn!child!reader
Genre: fluff
Request Description: Thank you for saying you’ll write for Sherlock, I appreciate it :) Could you do one where all the peeps are round for dinner (Sherly, Mycroft, Greg, John ect) and John invites his cousin round (like age 9) and she’s just like REALLY polite and even when Sherlock says something really mean from one of his deductions she just brush’s it off and forgives him for it and even Mycroft likes her (PURELY PLATONIC PEOPLE) and she asks to see the brains in the fringe and Sherlock is ECSTATIC
Warnings: none really
(A/N): the only warning here is really that i dont remember the sherlock characters THAT well. and ive totally forgotten who sherly is, so this fic must live without her hahaha
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“Fuck,” John mumbled, looking at you at the entrance to 221B Baker Street. He had to take care of you today, and while he usually loved taking care of you, his niece, today was not the day he had expected. 
You were the most delightful and polite girl, your mannerisms just made everyone around you smile. But John did not want you to meet the careless, brutally honest, and genius Sherlock. But today, the one damned day where he had to take care of you, there was a dinner with Sherlock, Greg, Molly, Mrs. Hudson, and Mycroft (the latter had with pleasure paid for it all).
“Language,” you said, giving him a warning glare. The action was enough to make him smile. His heart melted.
“Let’s go inside then,” he said reluctantly, deciding that there was nothing he could do about it. 
You entered the home, eyes glittering as you saw all the weird and unconventional items stacked on the shelves and furniture. You held your admiration, and politely brushed your shoes off on the mat, before taking them off. You then placed them in order, even taking the time to lightly push the others’ strewn-about shoes in a straight line.
John watched you with a smile. He had no idea how his aunt had produced such a person as you, but he was thankful for it. 
From the kitchen loud clattering and sizzling sounds came. Sherlock popped his head out, gaze first on John, then lowering to you. John took a deep breath, knowing he had to introduce you now. 
“This is Y/n. They’ve just turned-”
“9 years old..” Sherlock mumbled, looking a you with narrowed eyes. John sighed. You gave the sociopath a toothless smile.
“I’m sorry, sir, but I’m actually 9 and a half,” you walked up with him and then reached your tiny hand up for him to shake it. Sherlock looked at you, and you had no idea what he was thinking, but you hoped it was about shaking your hand. 
“Lower your hand, Y/n,” Sherlock said and disappeared behind the doorway to the kitchen. You lowered your hand slowly. John was already regretting bringing you over. “A nine year old’s hands? That’s an enormous number of bacteria I could gladly live without.”
“Nine and a half year old!” you called after him, but remained positive. It was his decision to not shake your hand, and it was your duty to respect that. 
You stepped further into the living room - or what was normally the living room, now just a room stuffed with a dining table that was too big for it. 
“I told you all we should’ve done this at a restaurant. Or my house. Or anywhere else, really,” Mycroft, you guessed, said from his place at the table. He had a very cat-like voice, you thought.
“Yes, well, now we’re here,” Mrs. Hudson (whom you’d met several times before, and who was always delighted to give you homemade cookies) argued. Just as she finished, you made your way up on your chair, greeting the guests with a smile. 
Currently seated was you, Mycroft, Mrs. Hudson, Greg (the police officer John had told you about), and John who was settling down beside you. Sherlock and Molly were in the kitchen, and by the sound of it, they were making soup. 
“Aw, who’s this?” Greg asked, pointing at you. 
“Y/n. Y/n Watson reporting for duty!” you said proudly. The people around the table aww’ed. 
“They’re a charmer, huh?” Mycroft commented. John nodded at this.
“Soup’s coming in! Soup’s coming in!” Molly warned, carrying a rather heavy looking pot into the living room, holding it with some cloth. She placed it down with a ‘plunk’, and then sighed in relief. “Gosh, I thought I was gonna drop it all.” 
“You were statistically very likely to drop it, you’re very lucky,” Sherlock said as he entered, sitting down on his chair at the end of the table. Molly flushed and sat down as well. 
“Dig in!” she said and everyone did, hoisting some of the boiling-hot pea soup into their bowls. You made sure to compliment Molly on the soup, to which she smiled with a smile that mostly said wait-why-is-there-a-nine-year-old-here.
You kept a proper conversation with everyone at all times, making sure to bring in the quieter ones. Meanwhile, John was staring at you in adoration because you were simply overbearingly cute, but also because in his head it was very unlikely that you came from the same gene pool, yet here you were.
“She’s quite polite, this one. Children these days usually have no discipline, no manners,” Mycroft said at one point, and from what you had gathered throughout the evening, that was the closest thing to a compliment you would get from him. 
“Thank you, Mr. Holmes, but I think that kids my age can be very polite. Maybe you just don’t know the right kids!” you said, sipping your soup. Mycroft smiled and shook his head. Sherlock, who was sitting at the end of the table, soup untouched, seemed unamused. 
“Kids are dumb. Nine year olds are dumb. Gosh, people are dumb too, and you kids are just dumber versions of already dumb people,” he said finally.
Everyone at the table turned their heads towards you, wondering if you would snap and start yelling or crying. Instead, you snickered, putting your spoon down. 
“That’s a very bold statement, Mr. Holmes,” was all you said, and although you wanted to say more, you couldn’t stop snickering. Sherlock watched you, and you saw his face change. You couldn’t quite tell what it meant, but he didn’t retort. 
Slowly, people fell back into conversation, and so did you. The dinner was very pleasant, and you were happy to see that you had made a good impression. 
“So, Sherlock, you started cooking soup these days?” Greg pointed with his spoon to the pot, now only a quarter or so full. The noise of his spoon against the metal let out a hollow ‘clunk’. 
“No, no, I was in there supervising. Making sure Ms. Molly didn’t mess with my refrigerated brain.” 
At this, you gasped. 
“You have a brain?” you asked breathlessly, mouth wide open, and your hands on your cheeks in shock. Sherlock’s eyebrows furrowed.
“Yes, I do.”
“Can I see the brain, Mr. Holmes? Please, can I see your refrigerated brain, pretty please?” you begged, curiosity and adventurousness getting the better of you. 
John opened his mouth to protest, but Sherlock came first, with a small smile, that he didn’t seem aware was on his face: “Yes, of course!”
You tried to control yourself and not run into the kitchen, but your excitement was still very visceral. You were bouncing about, unable to stand still, and doing a little victory dance every once in a while. 
Sherlock opened the refrigerator theatrically, the light turning on and shining on you, as your eyes landed on the human brain. 
“Wooooooooow,” you squealed, “that’s so cool- I mean, that’s very impressive..” you could hardly contain your excitement, but Sherlock couldn’t either. No one was every excited about his brain (the one in the fridge, of course, the other was often a topic of interest). 
Sherlock then proceeded to give a full anatomical tour of the brain, taking it out and showing it to you up close, letting you hold it, and telling you all the facts. Meanwhile, John was having a mental breakdown, trying not to look. He knew very well that he would get in trouble with his aunt for this. 
“This is the frontal lobe. If you damage it, you become like me,” Sherlock said morbidly, showing the front part of the pink nerve. 
“That doesn’t sound all too bad, Mr. Holmes. You seem pretty cool,” you said passively, still fully entranced by the brain. Sherlock, however, took full note of this, eyes snapping to you immediately. He smiled. 
“Alright, I think it’s about time me and Y/n head home!” John said when he’d finally had enough. You were too polite to protest, so you just quite literally bowed to everyone and then left with John. 
When John came home later that night, after dropping you off back at his aunt’s place, Sherlock was still awake, brain in hand. 
“Uh, doesn’t that go back in the fridge?” John asked. 
“In a moment,” Sherlock responded. Then, “Why don’t they come over more? The kid.”
John looked at him in confusion. “Y/n? Why would I bring them over more?” 
Sherlock sighed, turning his attention from the brain. “I feel like I could give them good anatomical knowledge. Perhaps, teach them a bit about science and such.” 
There was a moment of silence and then John scoffed. 
“You really just want me to bring Y/n over, because they think you’re cool?” 
“That’s not at all what I said, John!” Sherlock protested, moving to put the brain back in the freezer. John sauntered off into his bedroom. 
“Whatever!” he said, and then the conversation was over.
But then, slowly, he started bringing you over more, each time letting Sherlock and you have your own weird conversations on life, people, biology and everything else. You become very rich in knowledge of science and anatomy, and in return Sherlock’s ego went through the roof. 
It was a fair trade, you decided, and you loved every moment of it. 
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Liberta
Introduction (Introduce yourself): My name is Liberta. I’m 18, and I like the sea and swords!
Affiliation (What role do you have in the organization?): I’m in Intelligence, so if you want to know something, ask me!
Talents (What are you good at?): You mean like how I can move easily on ships too? Ah no, there’s more!
Arcana (Use your Arcana Powers): It’s alright. I can do it. Make it happen! Pensiero Realizzare!
Ultimate Technique: Burn….! With this power, I’ll take the future…and light it up with hope! Fiamma di Meteora!
Comment (A few words to the heroine): If you ever need help ask me, er, I mean the people around you. That’s important. I’m always happy to help you
ED Bonus 1 (Birthday celebration): This is like a dream. I can’t believe you’d celebrate my birthday. I get to celebrate my most special day with the person who’s the most special to me. I’ll never forget it. I’ll make sure your birthday is something special that you won’t forget either, so look forward to it!
2 (Good night): If you can’t sleep, I know a special spell that’ll help. You’re getting sleepy~, very sleepy~… Oh, it’s not working? Then…*kiss*…… Uh, g-goodnight Ojou! See you tomorrow!
3 (Good morning): It’s morning, Ojou. Haha, you still look sleepy. Ah, you have a bedhead. I’ll fix it, so face this way. Let’s see…hm, alright! Perfect! I mean it! …It’s cute, isn’t it?
Special 1 (Your nicknames): Nicknames? Well first there’s Hero Liberta, right? Hero Liberta and…well the rest are Chick Head, Foolerta, Ocean Idiot…aggh! I’ll never accept those!
2 (Favorite women’s hairstyle): Huh!? My favorite women’s hairstyle? W-well, whatever’s fine if it looks good on her. Y-yours really suits you, Ojou… Your long hair is nice…and it smells good… Uwah!! A nosebleed!?
3 (Favorite word): Speranza! It’s such a nice word. Hehe, it means hope after all! If you have hope you can keep trying and never give up! I’m going towards the future with Speranza! You’ll be with me then too, right Ojou?
4 (First impression of the heroine): I think I was around 12 when I first met you, Ojou. I was so nervous back then. I don’t think I talked at all the whole day. It feels strange that it’s so natural that you’re beside me now
5 (Looking back on the incident): After going back to normal, that incident almost feels like a dream. But I know you and me both have memories from the ghost ship. I’ll ask Ash to let us on the ship sometime. Then we can remember all that happened together
Free talk (Liberta’s CV, Jun Fukuyama): Arcana Famiglia Special Episode: Vascello Fantasma no Majutsushi. Hi, I’m Jun Fukuyama and I played Liberta. Thank you and congratulations for clearing it! So, how was it? Oh, yeah! No no no, really? Wow, seriously. Liberta really, ahhhh. I’ll tell you now, but I wasn’t prepared at all. Well anyway, it’s great that I’m able to talk to you, or for you to listen to me again like this. I was in the main Arcana Famiglia game that came out October 27th 2011. And then right after that, the special episode, Vascello Fantasma no Majutsushi. Vascello Fantasma no Majutsushi. Vascello Fantasma no Majutsushi. Wow, it was so fast. And I was so excited! Anyway, I’m always super sweaty and going to the cooler when we’re recording. Well, summer started when we were recording. And now it’s winter. It’s been that long. Er, not summer, I mean autumn. Well anyway, in this special episode a character named Ash gets involved with Arcana Famiglia. We have a new friend in the Family now, and I think that’s great. So I sure hope you keep playing and spend time with all the characters in the Family. I think that’d be great. And also it’d be nice if you could all find a family like this one. I’m sure there’s one out there for you. Bye!
Nova
Introduction (Introduce yourself): My name is Nova. Is that all you wanted to ask?
Affiliation (What role do you have in the organization?): As the Executive of the Chalices, I’m in charge of the mansion’s security and patrolling the town. They are not just walks
Talents (What are you good at?): I’ll say one thing. Following the rules is not a talent, it should be a given
Arcana (Use your Arcana Powers): Sleep. La Tenebrore Addormentato!
Ultimate Technique: Heavenly wind, grant power to my blade! Fuuka Renyu!
Comment (A few words to the heroine): Don’t forget. Now that you’ve joined the Family, you have to work hard. Learn from me. It’ll help you
ED Bonus 1 (Birthday celebration): When my birthday comes around, I look back on the past year, reflect, and set new goals for myself. I know what it’ll be for this year. I want to be able to express my feelings better. First of all, thank you for celebrating my birthday. It made me happy
2 (Good night): You can’t sleep? Then, would you like to talk? You might start to get sleepy that way. There’s no need to thank me. I couldn’t sleep either. We can make some sweet café and talk in the dining room. Tell me anything you want
3 (Good morning): It’s rare for you to come to the garden this early in the morning. It was raining hard yesterday, so were you worried about the roses? They’re fine, and blooming nicely. The morning sun reflecting off the dewdrops on their leaves looks beautiful. I’m glad I could see this scene with you
Special 1 (Your nicknames): Listen to this. It turns out I’ve gotten even more nicknames. It’s Soybean now, but why is it always beans and peas! I’ve been called a little kid, “shrimp”, “chickpea”…I’m…I’m…not that short!
2 (Favorite women’s hairstyle): I think anything’s alright as long as it’s appropriate for the occasion. I do think yours looks hard to take care of since it’s so long. But, it’s not bad. I like the way it looks on you
3 (Favorite word): I like the phrase “make good on your word”. It’s a saying from Giappone that means you should always do what you say you will. I think promises are important. Especially the one I made with you
4 (First impression of the heroine): The day we first met… I could never forget that. I remember being nervous about meeting my fiancée, but I really didn’t need to be. We were able to talk naturally somehow. That might have been thanks to your personality
5 (Looking back on the incident): There haven’t been any big incidents at the harbor or surrounding seas since then. Except Regalo now being home to Ash’s ghost ship, anyway. What happened on that ship caused me to change, so I don’t think I’ll ever forget it
Free talk (Nova’s CV, Tsubasa Yonaga): Well, were you able to find happiness with me? …Anyway, hi! I’m Tsubasa Yonaga and I played Nova! Congratulations to all of you for clearing the game this far! Um well, so I got to play Nova-kun again, how was it? In comparison to the first Arcana Famiglia, Nova’s love level? Love level? Affection level? I guess it would be affection level for Nova. I think it was way higher now. What did you think? While I was playing him, I thought he’d gotten way, way cuter! I-I might think of him like my son now, haha. Well, Nova-kun’s 15 after all. 15 year olds get all embarrassed like this when talking with the person they like, and you got to see a lot of that with this special episode of Arcana Famiglia. He’s still lacking a bit, but I really hope that you all stick around and watch how Nova keeps on growing! Haha, into a really cute kid. He’s only 15, so he’s got a lot to learn! I personally would want to teach Nova a lot of things if he was real. So don’t think badly of him, ok? He’s not a bad guy. He’s just not that honest. It’ll be fine, he’ll be able to express himself even better from now on. I promise! Hahaha. That’s what he said to all of you who played his route, so look forward to it! And keep supporting Arcana Famiglia from now on too! Let’s meet again somewhere. Take care!
Debito
Introduction (Introduce yourself): Nice to meet you, Bambina. I’m Debito. You can remember that, right?
Affiliation (What role do you have in the organization?): I let my subordinates do most of my work with the Coins. But, I do what I have to
Talents (What are you good at?): I can tell if someone’s cheating. It’s boring to win like that anyway
Arcana (Use your Arcana Powers): See if you can spot me. Tra Coppo Scomparire…!
Ultimate Technique: Freeze…freeze everyone over! Odio Freddo!
Comment (A few words to the heroine): If you want to learn about a proper Regalo greeting, come see me. I’ll make sure teach you everything I know
ED Bonus 1 (Birthday celebration): Having you celebrate my birthday isn’t so bad. It makes for a rare and valuable experience. Or maybe not. You’ll be celebrating it every year, right? Then this happiness will always last
2 (Good night): What good timing. I was going to come see you before I went to sleep. They say the person you think about a lot will appear in your dreams. But that’s just a superstition. I prefer the real thing to a dream though
3 (Good morning): You’re going out early today? Me? That’s obvious, I’m taking a siesta. Hm, why’d you grab my arm? You’re quite enthusiastic today. Haha, alright. I’ll go along with the whims of our young lady for today. Let’s go, Bambina
Special 1 (Your nicknames): Nicknames, huh…well putting being called an “eroticist” and “obscene” aside, I don’t mind “Orion of Regalo”. Why don’t you try calling me that in that cute voice of yours, Bambina?
2 (Favorite women’s hairstyle): Hairstyles…are you saying you’ll do yours in a way I like? Then maybe try taking off your ribbons when we’re alone. I like seeing you look more grown up than usual
3 (Favorite word): My favorite word is siesta. There’s nothing else. So I’m going to my special place for a siesta right now. Oh, you want to come too? You’re always welcome, Bambina
4 (First impression of the heroine): I could never forget when we first met, Bambina. Luca just wouldn’t stop talking about what a cute little creature his Ojou-sama was. He wasn’t lying though. You’ve charmed me ever since
5 (Looking back on the incident): We’re finally back home. Ugh, I’m so tired. It’s weird though, it never really felt like home before. But I guess it’s because you’re here. Ha, you really are a fine woman, Bambina
Free talk (Debito’s CV, Hiroyuki Yoshino): Hello, it’s been a while. This is Hiroyuki Yoshino from Sigma Seven and I voiced Debito. So anyway, this is the special episode for Arcana Famiglia, but I guess you can just call it the second one? I think everyone who played the first one understood exactly what was going on, but if you just started with this one uh…yeah, you should probably go back to the first one… I don’t think it’s a good idea to go in blind here. Yeah? Anyway, this is set in an Italian-like…or I guess it is Italy? Well an island on Earth somewhere. I think that’s what it is. But all the characters, the members of this Family are here for the player, you, that’s right, you, to enjoy! So how was it? I hope you enjoyed it. Okay, bye-bye! What was that…
Pace
Introduction (Introduce yourself): There’s no restaurant on this island that doesn’t know the name, Pace!
Affiliation (What role do you have in the organization?): I’m the Executive of the Clubs and the Deputy Chief Executive. Basically I’m really important, trust me!
Talents (What are you good at?): Eating a lot is…just normal for me. Uh, what else?
Arcana (Use your Arcana Powers): I’ll entrust everything to my fists. Porci Tutto Trapassare!!
Ultimate Technique: The earth gives rise to strength…a power that dominates everything…! Mamma Mia!
Comment (A few words to the heroine): Ojou, look at all the plates on the table! Of course I saved some for you! Let’s eat together
ED Bonus 1 (Birthday celebration): My birthday present was a giant lasagna! Everyone really gets me~. Ojou, there’s actually one other present I’d like, is that okay? Can you come closer… Hehe, you’re mine, Ojou~
2 (Good night): I got to see you before I went to sleep, I’m so lucky! I tried making a wish to the moon earlier that I could see you. Then I ran into you, Ojou! So can you stay with me a little longer?
3 (Good morning): I think I’ll have a freshly baked lasagna for breakfast~. Hehe, I get so excited just thinking about food. Huh, you don’t? I feel the most happy when I’m eating meals with you
Special 1 (Your nicknames): Debito called me an idiot again! I’m not that much of an idiot. Luca also says my glasses are wasted on me, isn’t that awful!? My glasses are useful! They let me see how cute you are, Ojou!
2 (Favorite women’s hairstyle): I think I like scents more than hairstyles. Your hair always smells so sweet when I hug you, Ojou. I guess that’s something unique to you
3 (Favorite word): Lasagna! I get motivated when I yell “lasagna”. I guess that’s because it’s my favorite, and it reminds me of my mother. Ah, but I like calling out “Ojou” too! Ojou~! Haha, I’m so happy!
4 (First impression of the heroine): When I first met you? Of course I remember! You were so cute. I just wanted to touch your face so bad. …Ah, I did didn’t I? O-Ojou~!? Please don’t kick me!
5 (Looking back on the incident): I still can’t believe we were actually on a ghost ship. But I still have the injuries I got as proof that I protected you from the tiger and skeletons. You even treated them for me, and I got to see my mother. They were good memories
Free talk (Pace’s CV, Tomokazu Sugita): Lasagna. I’m Tomokazu Sugita and I played Pace. I did all my recording in the morning this time, so I would become this cheerful Italian idiot first thing in the morning. It was hard. But it was worth it. I think it’d be nice to have someone so happy and positive like him around, especially when he’s eating lasagna. So I think people like Pace are important. He’s also good friends with Debito and Luca-kun, and the balance between the three of them is really interesting. Besides their romantic feelings for Ojou-sama, I really felt like they also valued their bond with each other. But it really was hard. The producer was all like “and for this part you have to blah blah blah” and I was like ahhh this is so hard. And when I looked at the script it was all “ahh!” and “waaah!” and “gyaaah!” and “lasagna!!” so I had a hard time making them all sound unique. I tried really hard. But I wonder if you all could tell…this is the clear bonus now, right? How was it? There’s only one answer…I’m hungry! I’m going to have ravioli tonight and pretend it’s lasagna.
Luca
Introduction (Introduce yourself): It’s me, Luca. Did you call for me, Ojou-sama?
Affiliation (What role do you have in the organization?): I’ve been serving as your attendant for the past 13 years, Ojou-sama. And I still am!
Talents (What are you good at?): I like sewing and I’m good at it, but… I’ll answer alchemy here!
Arcana (Use your Arcana Powers): Fire, water, earth, sky, I seek the harmony of light in all elements… L’Armonia della Luce!!
Ultimate Technique: Light calls for happiness, and exists together with the people…! Quattro Felicita!
Comment (A few words to the heroine): Whether isn’t about your morning schedule or today’s dolce, you can ask me anything!
ED Bonus 1 (Birthday celebration): My birthday this year feels special. It’s my first one since we became a couple! Ojou-sama…can I ask something from you? Please spend all day tomorrow with me. I want time alone together to be my present
2 (Good night): *laugh* You look sleepy. You can go back to your room early. You’ll wait for me? Alright, thank you. I’ll make some tea so you’ll have a good dream as thanks
3 (Good morning): I’m happy being able to see your cute sleeping face like this but… Ojou-sama! It’s time to wake up! I’m making breakfast today! If you don’t hurry up, a certain glutton is going to eat it all!
Special 1 (Your nicknames): Ojou-sama, you don’t think I’m a “stalker attendant”, do you? Ah, no! It’s completely untrue! But everyone keeps calling me that. Even Ash underestimates me. Huh, what does Ash call me? …Oh… “useless hat guy”…
2 (Favorite women’s hairstyle): I think straight long hair is the best! It looks great on you, Ojou-sama! It’s part of my job…but I wish I could always brush your hair
3 (Favorite word): My favorite word would be…hmm. “Cooking is alchemy”, I think! Using things that go well together is what brings good results. Maybe it’s because I like both cooking and alchemy
4 (First impression of the heroine): You’ve always been as cute as a doll, Ojou-sama. I can’t believe I didn’t notice it back then. Huh? …Why are you giving me that fed up look? Ah, wait, don’t go, Ojou-samaaaa!!
5 (Looking back on the incident): We’ve finally returned to Regalo, but I’m still sore all over. But I’m proud of it because it shows I was able to protect you. I promise I’ll protect you if something like this happens again. So you can count on me
Free talk (Luca’s CV, Yuichi Nakamura): To everyone who cleared Luca’s route, hello. I’m Yuichi Nakamura, his voice actor. I’ll be taking up about 30 minutes of your time with this free talk section. I won’t actually talk that long. So what should I talk about? Um let’s see…my impressions while playing him? Um it was just Arcana Famiglia as usual, I think I talked about that already. My feelings about the Arcana Famiglia series, uh I think I talked about that too. You can listen to that if you clear the first one, so please do that. Uh, I’ll get yelled at if I end it here…but what should I say… This one is the special episode? Story? It sort of continues from the first one but not really. It’s kind of like a story within the first one but a different setting? Well it did feel like the romantic-ness has really gone up from the first one. Since it’s after they’d already gotten together and…are thinking of marriage maybe? It’s something in that direction. There were some scenes like that. That…kind of hard, huh? Well, being with someone does make some things easier, but this is a game, so you can’t really do that. But all of you who play are in the place of the heroine, in the context of the story. Anyway, this fandisk was made through the hard work of not only me, but a whole bunch of other people. Maybe you’ll realize some new things if you play it again? I’d be happy if you all enjoyed it. Anyway I hope we can meet again somewhere…er, it’ll be in Arcana Famiglia I guess. Oh right! We have drama cds! I’ll look forward to seeing you all again with those. This was Yuichi Nakamura, bye!
Dante
Introduction (Introduce yourself): My name is Dante. And my trademark is just as you can see!
Affiliation (What role do you have in the organization?): Leading the executives and Intelligence Division is my job as the Chief Executive
Talents (What are you good at?): I have the best sense of humor on the island! I don’t know if that’s why, but a lot of people look up to me
Arcana (Use your Arcana Powers): You will obey me. Atlantico Vortici!!
Ultimate Technique: Let all be swallowed by the storm, and return to nothing… Dare un Ordine!
Comment (A few words to the heroine): I become very aware of my age when I’m with you, but the happiness I feel is much greater
ED Bonus 1 (Birthday celebration): Thank you, Ojou-san, for celebrating my birthday again this year. The party Intelligence throws me has gotten even bigger than last year too. Ojou-san, will you celebrate with me next year too? Ahaha, that smile makes me excited
2 (Good night): Good work today, Ojou-san. Everyone at Intelligence was very impressed with you as well. It’s a waste for you to be the Executive of the Swords. They all wish you could be the madonna of Intelligence, and I’m starting to feel the same. Then I could spend more time with you
3 (Good morning): Ojou-san, it’s rare for you to come to the harbor this early. How about some breakfast at the ristorante over there? I’m asking you on a date. Ahaha, I’m feeling nervous now. Let’s go then, Ojou-san
Special 1 (Your nicknames): I don’t mind being called an old man, but I’d rather not be called an old baldy. It’s gotten better now that Ash understands, but it’s embarrassing to be called “Strawberry Head’s Amore” while in town… not that I don’t like it
2 (Favorite women’s hairstyle): Women’s hairstyles? Well…whatever suits her is fine by me. I was always picky about my hair before, but how I am now isn’t bad, right? Your twintails really do suit you, Ojou-san. I’m happy how that’s never changed about you
3 (Favorite word): I often tell Liberta, but mine is “perseverance”. You can’t accomplish everything right away. The hard work and practice you do every day is important. Well, Vascello Fantasma also taught us that we also shouldn’t endure too much
4 (First impression of the heroine): When we first met, I thought you were a very lovely young lady. I always thought you would grow into a beauty that resembled Sumire. Well, my prediction was correct, wasn’t it? Hahaha. There’s no need to be modest. Anyone would call you a Regalo beauty
5 (Looking back on the incident): The ghost ship incident has finally settled down. I’m just glad we made it back to Regalo safely. To me, this incident was just full of surprises and discoveries. Ojou-san, I’m sorry for making you wait. I will be sure to convey my feelings to you as a man from now on
Free talk (Dante’s CV, Jurota Kosugi): I’m Jurota Kosugi, and I played Dante. This is the special episode following the main Arcana Famiglia game that came out fall of 2011. How was it, everyone? So thinking back on the recording, it was a little more serious than the main game. And I feel like this special episode had more romantic parts too. Plus of course, Dante’s sillyness in this game is just as usual. Anyway there were plenty of exciting parts as well, so I’m confident that this special episode was something you all enjoyed. I’d be really happy if you all had fun with the main game and this special episode as well. That’s right, all of you who played this game are already a part of our Famglia. Let’s always stay together! Okay then, yay for Arcana Famiglia! Dante-ne!
Jolly
Introduction (Introduce yourself): They call me Jolly
Affiliation (What role do you have in the organization?): I’m the Family’s advisor, but I don’t get many consultations for some reason. Hmph
Talents (What are you good at?): My talents? If you’d like to know, then come to my laboratory
Arcana (Use your Arcana Powers): I’ll make you go mad. Luna Pienna Sonno!
Ultimate Technique: Sink, into the inky darkness. Tenebra mundus
Comment (A few words to the heroine): There are many rumors about me. You should just trust the version of me that you see
ED Bonus 1 (Birthday celebration): When your appearance doesn’t change, you don’t really feel like you’re getting older as time goes on. But I do treasure the once a year occasion where you celebrate my birthday. Today is my day. So, what will I receive from you, Ojou-sama?
2 (Good night): If you can’t sleep, you can come see me. I don’t mind making you some of the usual herb tea. We can also make conversation until you feel sleepy. What? It’s just because I feel like it
3 (Good morning): You’re here to see me this early in the morning? What a turn of events. I was just about to have a light breakfast. Would you like to join me? Come sit next to me. This is a seat just for you
Special 1 (Your nicknames): Nicknames? You mean like “that Marchen guy” and “senile alchemist”? Being called many names is a good thing. It means you’ve made an impression. I don’t even mind being called odd. *chuckle* I’m actually quite proud of it
2 (Favorite women’s hairstyle): I have no particular preferences about women’s hairstyles. Actually, I prefer when it is tied up. Hair hides one’s skeletal structure when it’s let down. *chuckle*
3 (Favorite word): The words I like are “alchemy” and “results”. Alchemy often results in failures, but you can’t let that be the end of it. You must continue your research until you get results. That’s what I do as I strive for perfection
4 (First impression of the heroine): My first impression of you? Well, what did I first think of you? Oh, there’s one thing I remember. You were looking up at me with wide eyes and red cheeks back then as well. Hmph, you look so dissatisfied even though I answered honestly. What a difficult Ojou-sama you are
5 (Looking back on the incident): It’s hard to believe, but you did save me during the incident. We actually both acted in order to protect each other. It was quite a lot of trouble, but things like this aren’t bad once in a while
Free talk (Jolly’s CV, Koji Yusa): *chuckle* Did you enjoy Arcana Famiglia: Vascello Fantasma no Majutsushi? … Hello! I’m Koji Yusa and I played Jolly. Did you have fun? This was a special episode, so it was uh how do you put it? I think there were a lot of scenes where you were alone together. What did you think? Hm? Did you think of something bad? How improper of you, Ojou-sama… Uh, anyway. I think the routes for the other characters are enjoyable in their own way too, but for Jolly there’s a lot of scenes where they’re alone together in the dark cabins of the ship which I think were really the highlight. And at the beginning there was a bit where Jolly used “ore” for himself and I really made sure that part stood out. Well, I’m looking forward to where Arcana Famiglia goes from now on. I hope I get to hear more of your thoughts since there’s going to be much more to come! This was Koji Yusa and I’m looking forward to playing Jolly some more!
Ash
Introduction (Introduce yourself): I’m Ash. The alchemist who inherited the power of Vir Ingeniosus
Affiliation (What role do you have in the organization?): I don’t remember joining Arcana Famiglia!
Talents (What are you good at?): Being alone. I’m a proud alchemist after all
Arcana (Use your Arcana Powers): Da Mero, Trasformarsi in…!
Ultimate Technique: I’ll unleash the power of the great Vir Ingeniosus. Miracolo di Nascita!
Comment (A few words to the heroine): You mean about how you’re hair’s like a strawberry? Apples are red too, but a strawberry is more accurate for you
ED Bonus 1 (Birthday celebration): It’s been a while since someone made a cake for me. Nobody was around who wanted to celebrate my birthday after my dad died. The cake you made was delicious. Thanks Strawberry Head
2 (Good night): You’re alone out here? You can talk to me if you can’t sleep. And tell me more about this mansion. Like about your overprotective dad and clingy attendant. There’s no reason, I just want to know more about you
3 (Good morning): An apple pie? For me? Alright, let’s eat it together. And do you want to go somewhere afterwards? It’s an equivalent exchange for the pie. Got anything you want?
Special 1 (Your nicknames): I like thinking of names for people, but I don’t like being called them. Like “Tarocco thief”, or “imposter guy”. I don’t like those. So, what do you want to call me? I don’t mind if it’s coming from you
2 (Favorite women’s hairstyle): Your hair? I don’t know, I’m not an expert on women’s hairstyles. Just do it however you like. I do like your strawberry colored hair though
3 (Favorite word): My favorite word? Just “equivalent exchange”, I guess. If you want to ask me something, you have to give me something in exchange. I’ll answer you for free though
4 (First impression of the heroine): My impression of you? I thought you were stubborn, reckless, and never thought things through. Also that you were a good person. You trusted me even though I was your enemy and even saved me. It’s nice. I like your personality
5 (Looking back on the incident): If I never went to that mansion to take back the Tarocco, I’d never have met you. I’m with Arcana Famiglia now, right? It’s kind of odd. But, it also feels right that I met you
Free talk (Ash’s CV, Nobuhiko Okamoto): Hello, I’m Nobuhiko Okamoto and I played Ash. Well then, first I’d like to say thank you. Ash is a new character that was added in this game, and I’m sure all of you who’ve went through the routes of the other characters know this but, Ash has the role of the one takes the heroine away from home. And Ash also sees the relationships between the heroine and the other characters too. So what was the hardest thing about playing Ash? It was hard watching everyone else being lovey-dovey with each other. Yup. So thanks to you all, er I mean you, you! For playing Ash’s route. I’m glad you did. I think he has a lot of cute parts to him too, but I’m sure you all know that already. Anyway I hope to see you again soon! I love Ash! Thank you!
Mondo
1 (Use your Arcana Powers): The world has been completed. Spaziale Partecipe!*
2 (Ultimate Technique): Everything is within my hands. Giuradio Finalizzare!*
3 (Comment): I heard about what happened on the ghost ship, Vascello Fantasma. But you can’t get on such a dangerous ship, my beloved daughter! If you must then take me as well!
Free talk (Mondo’s CV, Fumihiko Tachiki): I’m Fumihiko Tachiki and I played Mondo. Good job! You’re done now, right? But this might be just the beginning. Of what? I don’t know either. Well I’m glad you enjoyed being in my arms, wait that’s not right. You’ve all had fun playing with a bunch of different characters, er I mean you, you have. So since I played Mondo, um how was it? How was the ghost ship? My role was pretty much just the judgment and trial parts this time, how was it? Maybe you didn’t notice me that much. That’s not true, right? I’m Mondo, you know. I look forward to seeing you as Mondo again sometime. Anyway, see you!
*Had an Italian speaker who also knows Japanese check and these two don't actually make sense. The first one may be something like "space participation". For the second, I guessed on "Final Oath" previously, but he says it may have been intended to be "Gladio Finale" or "Final Sword".
Sumire
1 (Use your Arcana Powers): Behold, you are within my cradle. Culla Protezione! (TN: Cradle protection)
2 (Ultimate Technique): Even a grain of sand can become a mighty boulder. Nehan Jyakujo! (TN: Enlightenment leads to serenity)
3 (Comment): I know of a ghost that sinks ships by filling them with water. I heard they do that to increase their numbers, but I wonder what the purpose of Vascello Fantasma is?
Free talk (Sumire’s CV, Kikuko Inoue): I’m Kikuko Inoue, 17 years old, and I played Sumire. Mhm, yup, yup! Anyway thank you all again for playing this game. How was the special episode? While we were recording, I just really enjoyed the world that this game is set in. It’s really complicated and interesting, I feel like the world keeps getting bigger the more we learn. Yeah, it’s great! I love Arcana Famiglia! I’m looking forward to seeing more! Thank you!
Joshua
1 (Use your Arcana Powers): Aaaaaahh!
2 (Ultimate Technique): Find your way to despair…Un Labirinto Atmosferico
3 (Comment): Bow down to the scales of justice…Chiedo alla Giustizia
Free talk (Joshua’s CV, Yuji Ueda): Um I’m Yuji Ueda and I played Joshua. When I received the script there was a whole lot, so I was really excited for it. Uhh, but I disappear at the end of the scenario, or rather I went to the afterlife, so I guess you won’t be seeing me anymore…Bye
~*End of Scene*~
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i keep on missing you
a/n: so remember when i said there would be a part two to “all i wanted was a happy ending” ? ya its here.... this was largely inspired by Missing You - The Vamps and i miss you, i’m sorry - Gracie Abrams. hope you guys got some tissues ready HAHAHA sorry in advance! @aelinfeyreeleven945tbln​ @lonelyreputation​ 
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'Cause I'm sat here in my front room with a girl who ain't you / Hopin' and prayin' you're breakin' up with another fool
The sunlight that streams through the small crack between his curtains is what wakes Shawn up. He has his hand draped across a body - or should he say, his girlfriend’s body and he finds himself frowning at the lack of the olive skin he’s grown so used to waking up to. He’s quick to change his facial expression once he sees the body roll around to face him. The girl grins at him, stroking his cheek and pressing a soft kiss on his lips which he struggles to return.
“Morning, sunshine”
“G’morning” He mumbles back. They don’t say much, only sharing a few kisses and cuddle for what felt like too long before they both stumble out of bed into their morning routines.
Shawn is sitting at the dining table, mindlessly scrolling through Instagram like he was reading the morning papers. He likes a couple pictures posted by friends back in Toronto, before he lands on one that makes his breath hitch.
@kiara_hammani: everyday is worth celebrating with you. happy three months, sweet pea!
It was a picture of her - Kiara. His finger hovers above her face, wanting nothing more than to feel her skin against his. She was in that blue sundress they bought on impulse during a trip to Hawaii two years ago, and she was posing at the beach. Wrapped up in the arms of another man. He’s contemplating if he should zoom in or tap on the tagged account of the man, but decides to just stare at it for a couple more seconds instead. It’s only been less than five months since she moved out, how could she have moved on so quickly?
“Shawn? Hey you there, gorgeous?” Shawn blinks his eyes a couple of times to bring him back to reality. He quickly places his phone face down on the table and smiles softly.
“Yeah? Sorry I got a little distracted.”
“That’s alright, would you like coffee or green tea today?” She was holding up a French press in one hand and pack of teabags in the other. She smiles sweetly at him and Shawn feels himself cringe internally. This girl was everything but Kiara. The tone of her voice constantly laced with sweetness, and pale skin covered with fake tan which made her look orange. He thinks back to all the times that Kiara would purposely use a high-pitched voice to mock the waitress or random girl that was trying to get in his pants and they’d have a good laugh about it. He knows she would’ve done the same right now. Shawn looks at the girl standing in front of him and he hides the disappointment that fills his chest when he realises that she’s not here.
“I’ll have the tea, thank you Chris.” She nods and spins around to make him a mug.
Christine was your typical LA girl. Yeah, the ones that have beach blonde hair, holding a hydro flask and wearing cut off denim shorts all year round. How she and Shawn ended up together for the last two months? Ask management. They initially paired him off with another girl but she was way too much of a blonde that Shawn ended up ditching her on their first meet. He put up a strong fight with the team afterwards and they eventually settled on Christine. She was no where near Kiara, but according to Shawn’s publicist - Christine was the cure to his falling reputation.
So they’ve spent every single day together for the last two months, drowning out all the dirty news of their breakup. Shawn didn’t hate it completely, Christine was too nice to him that he forced himself to enjoy every moment. But he does catch himself comparing her to Kiara, and he can’t seem to shake himself out of it. He watches as Christine turns around, two mugs in her hand. At first, he doesn’t notice the pastel pink mug that belonged to Kiara. But as she places it down on the table, he sees the faint lipstick stain on the edge of the mug and he stops her from lifting it up to her lips.
“What’s wrong?” Christine asks when Shawn’s hand lands on top of hers.
“Throw it out.”
“What? Babe, I just made this-“
“I said THROW IT OUT!” She jumps slightly in her seat when Shawn raises his voice and he immediately regrets it. Christine pushes her chair back, letting them scrape the hardwood floor because she knows how much Shawn hates it when she does that. She gets up from her seat and stalks to the front door.
“You can throw it out yourself.”
Nothing happened in the way I wanted / Every corner of this house is haunted
The front door slams and Shawn is left with the same deafening silence from two months ago. His eyes focus on the mug and then roams the house. Every corner was filled with the essence of Kiara. After their heated argument, she moved out the next morning, taking everything that she could without the need to turn back. Naturally, she left a few shared pieces in the house which Shawn never touched, and it was starting to feel haunting. Each object that she had left - the dark blue curtains from Ikea, the cream coloured throw from a boutique in London, and even that chipped porcelain vase she bought from a kid at a yard sale held three years of happy memories. Memories he couldn’t bear to relive or throw away. Shawn would much rather be alone than to share this special place with someone new, but he couldn’t lose Christine now, especially when his career’s on the line. So he forces himself to grab his keys and pull himself out the front door. He’s out on the streets and thankfully, Christine hasn’t made it too far from the apartment building.
“Christine!” She increases her footsteps but before she could make the corner, Shawn grabs a hold of her arm.
“What do you want, Shawn?” He pulls her closer to him and she’s resting her hand on his chest. Her touch felt different. But Shawn settles for it in the moment.
“You, me and the grocery store.” He smirks at her. A small smile erupts on her face and Shawn knows he’s immediately been forgiven. It’s been a vicious cycle that’s got them through the last 8 weeks - Shawn does something stupid, then he makes it up by suggesting Christine’s favourite activity which he would hate, on a normal day. He knows this isn’t the way to love someone, especially someone who only has good intentions for him. But he needs Christine to stay, at least he thinks he does. She makes the silence less deafening, and it stops Shawn’s head from reeling into his horror movie of thoughts. She was his imaginary safety net, somewhere he could fall into for a moment and not think until reality hits him like a truck again.
-
The store was quiet, and Shawn is thankful for it. He doesn’t need to put on a loving couple front for the cameras or fans that would recognise him from a mile away. He’s pushing the trolley behind Christine, empty focus on the squeaking of the wheels.
“Should we try cashew milk this time? I was watching Claudia’s vlog the other day and she was raving about this brand.” Christine holds up the cartons in front of Shawn’s face. He smiles at her, knowing well that he has to give her some sort of attention or care in order for this relationship not to crumble.
Kiara couldn’t care less about the type of nut milk we had at home. He stops himself before he dives further into that part of his brain.
“Well if Claudia says it’s good, I don’t see why we shouldn’t try it.” Her face immediately lights up when Shawn showed the slightest interest in her rambling. She drops the carton of cashew milk into the trolley and scampers off while he trails behind her. They wander around the fresh produce, and while Christine goes on about which kind of salad she wants to make next week, Shawn hears the distinct laughter and voice.
His eyes dart around the store until they land on a specific couple and he sees her. In all her 5’7” glory, Kiara stood next to the same man that was on her Instagram post, trying to catch her breath from all the laughing the pair had been doing.
“You’re telling me, you microwaved eggs?!” She’s still laughing, shaking her head as she placed the carton of fresh eggs into the trolley in front of her.
“Hey, no shame in that! We were in college and really dumb. Besides, you’re the one that burnt the kettle to a crisp while making tea last week.”
“Well, we’re both to blame for that.” Shawn watches as Kiara gives the man one of those cheeky smiles that she used to give him. He watches as he attacked her sides, tickling and then peppering kisses down her neck as she squeals in excitement. Shawn should look away, he knows he should before he gets caught, but he can’t help himself. Before he knows it he hears Christine next to him,
“Shawn? Did you hear me? What are you- Oh for god’s sake!” The couple turns when they hear Christine raise her voice and Shawn snaps out of his trance. His eyes meet briefly with Kiara’s and her face falls just enough for Shawn to notice. Christine shoves the packet of spinach she has in her hands back on the shelf. She shoots Kiara a death stare before pushing Shawn out of the way and storming out of the grocery store. He doesn’t go after her, instead his hand tightens its grip around the handles of the trolley and he forces himself to breathe. The man with Kiara is rubbing both sides of her arms, a concerned look on his face as he mumbles something to her. She’s shaking her head, giving him a reassuring smile as they continue with their shopping, not taking another look at Shawn.
I still love you, I promise / Nothing happened in the way I wanted
Shawn abandons his cart, the Canadian in him feeling guilty about not placing the stuff back on the shelves. But his mind is running too fast that his legs couldn’t comprehend his own actions. He finds himself squatting outside the store, baseball cap pulled far down on his face. He doesn’t know what he’s doing, sitting out here in the middle of nowhere, waiting for some damned miracle to happen. Something to fix his heart.
“I’ll drive the car up here? That way we don’t have to push the cart back.” Shawn recognises the same voice and he peers up slowly.
“Sure, I’ll wait here.” Kiara.
He waits for a couple moments before he scrambles to his feet and it makes Kiara jump out of her skin.
“Pinché pendejo.” She mutters under her breath. Kiara’s about to push her trolley further away, when she recognises the white and pink Dodgers baseball cap that used to belong to her.
“Shawn?”
He feels like a deer caught in headlights, looking down at her with widened eyes. The look on her face was unreadable as she puts her hands deep into the pockets of her hoodie. He tries to drink in as much of her looks as he can - the change in the way her hair now falls just above her shoulders instead of having it in those long beach waves; how she now has the confidence to be out in public with barely any make up on. The moment of staring doesn’t last too long though, when Shawn hears a voice call out for her.
“Babe, you good?” Kiara and Shawn both seem to be shaken back to reality quickly. She’s pushing her hair out of her face and smiling softly to her boyfriend.
“Yeah, yeah I’m good. Let’s load her up.”
And I know you said that we're not talking / But I miss you, I'm sorry
“Wait.” Shawn says barely above a whisper. Both of them stop in their tracks and look to him.
“Can I-can I talk to her for a second? I promise you it won’t take long.” Kiara’s boyfriend is already dropping the bags back into the cart, trying to go in front of her to give Shawn a piece of his mind.
“Ryan,” She pulls his arm toward her and he switches his attention to his girl, “I’ll talk to him. I won’t take too long.” Ryan looks at Kiara then back at Shawn and he stalks toward him, chest out, looking like he’s ready for some brawl. Kiara’s holding her breath as she watches him walk, the anxiety in her chest just become worse by the second. Ryan has his pointer finger up, voice low as he stares at Shawn in the eyes, “you hurt her again and I guarantee you, I will ruin you.”
He turns back around, kissing Kiara on the cheek before he loads the groceries into the car.
Shawn smiles awkwardly at her, “well, he seems nice.”
“I’m so sorry, he’s just protective.”
“That’s okay, I understand.” An uncomfortable silence fell between the two of them and Kiara think’s this is probably the worst idea in the entire world. To be standing out on a cold day in LA, next to her ex, with her boyfriend waiting less than 10 feet away. She’s wrapping her arms around herself, bouncing on her feet to keep herself warm. Shawn doesn’t say anything for awhile and Kiara’s growing frustrated by the second.
“Did you want to-“
“So I-“
They start at the same time, and it makes Shawn chuckle. But it makes Kiara sigh and she’s hugging herself tighter. Shawn finally sees the hint of annoyance on her face and his mind scrambles for the right words. (Though, I’m not exactly sure these are the write words, Shawn)
“How are you?” Kiara gives him a look, and she couldn’t believe her ears. After standing out in the freezing cold weather, he just wanted to ask how she was doing?!
“Get to the point, Shawn. I don’t have the time for small talk right now.” He’s fiddling with the loose thread from his sweater, trying to avoid Kiara’s intimidating brown eyes when he speaks.
“I just-I, I just miss you, Ki.” Kiara scoffs, very audibly and she takes a step back to look at him.
“Cariño,” He recognises the same sarcastic tone that her mother uses, “don’t you have a girlfriend you should be with?”
Breaking dishes when you're disappointed / I still love you, I promise
“Yeah I do, she’s standing right in front of me.”
“You did not just-“ Kiara mutters under her breath, shaking her head violently. She looks around her to ensure that there’s no one in earshot, then steps toward him and pokes his chest.
“Shawn Peter, you do not just squat out here wanting to talk to me after you argued with your current girl and then say that you want me back. You do not just walk up to me and say all those things after what you did, how you hurt me and-“
He grabs both her wrists and Kiara stops mid-sentence.
“What are you doing?” She mutters under her breath. Kiara knows that Ryan would be watching them both, and any bigger movement would send him running out of the car to punch Shawn in the face. She looks over her shoulder and she already sees the door of the Range Rover opening slowly.
“I miss you, I really do. I still love you, Ki, I still fucking love you.” He tries to lean in and Kiara finally had enough, pulling her hand out from his grip.
“Fuck Shawn, I’m happy now can’t you see? We’re over, it’s over.” Kiara turns around, her eyes meeting Ryan as he stands next to the car. She musters up a smile for him before she hears Shawn shout from behind her.
“Does he love you like I do?” She stops in her tracks and looks over at him.
“No Shawn, Ryan has done a better job in the last three months than you ever did in the three years I’ve known you.”
With that, Kiara walks away, and Shawn is left with half of his heart and the image of her back burned in his mind.
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