#hes getting on my last Fucking nerves. oh yeah and him completely dismissing my coworker's concerns about passive aggression

[allthingsfangirl101]

*Coworkers With Benefits Part 2–Zac Efron

Part 1

Warnings: protected sex, shower sex, language

"I think I'm in love with you."

Even though Zac said that when he thought I was asleep, I couldn't stop thinking about it. I felt him fall asleep but I was up all night.

When Zac and I started hooking up, we had agreed to not let any feelings get involved and if we had any spark of a feeling we'd end this. Well, clearly Zac let that go.

I guess the question now is; do I have feelings for him?

I thought about that question as I got out of bed and wrapped the sheet around my bare body. I looked over my shoulder to see Zac still asleep.

Do I have feelings for him?

I kept asking myself that question as I got in the shower.

Sure, Zac was attractive. And sweet. And funny. And hardworking. And don't forget incredible in bed. Like award-winning. But we work together. Starting a relationship could be dangerous for us.

I gasped when I heard the shower curtain get pushed to the side. I bit my lip as Zac stood there, not moving.

"What?" He teased. "You didn't think I'd want a shower too?"

I took slow, calming breaths as he stepped into the shower and closed the curtain behind him.

"I thought you were asleep," I said, careful I didn't stutter. "I didn't want to wake you."

"How sweet of you," he said in a teasing tone. I nervously chewed on my lip as he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me back against his bare chest.

I let out a surprised gasp as he started biting my neck. I hadn't noticed I had stiffened up until Zac said something about it.

"You okay?" He asked, pulling his teeth away from my neck.

"Yeah," I said, unable to hide the stutter this time. I sucked in a breath as he gently turned me around.

"Y/N, what's going on?"

"Nothing," I said under my breath.

"Y/N," he sighed. I froze as he stepped closer to me, gently rubbing his hands up and down my arms. "What's wrong? You look like you're in a different world. Did you sleep okay?"

"No," I said truthfully. "I just couldn't sleep. Do you ever have it where you just aren't tired? Well, that was me last night. I've been kind of stressed lately, I guess. I don't know."

"Oh?" He said, scanning my face. Suddenly, his caring expression slowly turned into a mischievous smirk. "I bet I can make you tired. I bet I could even make you so weak you pass out the second I stop."

"Really?" I challenged him, instantly forgetting about last night. Any worries, regrets, fears disappeared as Zac pinned me between his body and the shower wall.

"Wanna make a bet?" He whispered as his face was inches from my face.

"Just shut up and kiss me," I groaned as I grabbed his face and smashed his lips against mine. Zac laughed as he started moving his lips in sync with mine. He pushed me up against the wall making me moan against his lips.

Our lips moved hungrily against each other's as the hot water warmed up our already steaming bodies. He broke the kiss and immediately started kissing my neck. I leaned my head against the tiles and closed my eyes as Zac positioned himself.

I let out a loud moan that echoed off the shower walls as I felt Zac's hardened member slip into me. Zac pulled away from my neck and watched me as he continued to slip in and out of me.

"How does this feel, baby?" He moaned in between thrusts.

I smirked up at him as I teased, "I thought you said you could make me so weak I pass out the second you stop."

The second I teased him, he stepped up his game. I laughed as he seemed more determined to fuck me until I was weak. He reached down and picked me up, wrapping my legs around his waist.

"I'm not finished with you yet."

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He was right. The second he pulled out of me and put me down, I leaned against the cold shower tiles with my eyes squeezed shut.

"Holy shit, baby," I said, still out of breath. "You really can fuck a girl unconscious."

"Told you," he laughed. He stepped towards me and grabbed my hands, wrapping my arms around his neck.

"Sorry, baby," I moaned tiredly, "but I don't think I can go again."

"That's not what I was doing," he chuckled.

"Then what are you doing?" I asked sleepily as I leaned my head against his left peck.

I smirked when I felt his rapid heart rate. He reached behind me and turned off the shower. I hummed as he picked me up and wrapped my legs around his waist. I moaned when I felt my aching pussy press against his wet abs.

"I can feel your abs through my vagina," I mumbled.

"Well, I can feel your vagina pressed up against my abs," he teased. "It's kind of hot."

"I'm sore," I said as he walked over to my bed. "What the hell did you do to me?"

"Sorry," he chuckled as he carefully laid me down. I hummed sleepily as he grabbed some Kleenexes and a towel and started cleaning me up.

"I'm gonna get my bed all wet," I said as I rolled over onto my side.

"It wouldn't be the first time that's happened." I opened one of my eyes to see Zac smirking down at me.

"Fuck you," I said as I closed my eye again.

"That's your job, sexy, but not right now, okay? I'm afraid the shower sex tapped me out."

I sleepily mocked him as I waved my hands, dismissing him. He just chuckled as he grabbed the blanket and draped it over my naked body.

"I'll call you later," Zac whispered as he leaned down and pressed his lips to my forehead. I hummed as he pulled the covers closer to my chin. "Try and get some sleep, babe."

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Mine and Zac's hook-ups usually go the same way. A normal Friday for us starts out with us sneaking off and making out at work, take out for dinner at his or my place, and ending in sex. Then on Saturdays, we wake up and have morning sex.

This weekend started out the same, but quickly changed when he whispered he was in love with me when he thought I was asleep.

After he left this morning, I fell asleep for a few hours before waking back up. When I sat up, my whole body aching, the seven words Zac whispered to me popped back into my head.

"I think I'm in love with you."

"Shit," I mumbled to myself as I ran my fingers through my hair. I got out of bed and slipped on my robe. My breath got stuck in my throat when I grabbed my phone and saw a miscall and a few texts from Zac.

Zac 😎🍆: Hey, babe. Hopefully, you got some sleep. Zac 😎🍆: Damn, are you as sore as I am? Zac 😎🍆: Sorry, I forgot. You're trying to sleep. Text me or call me when you wake up. Maybe we can hook up again tonight. If you're ready. 😉

After reading his texts, I hesitated to call him. I decided not to as I got in the shower, this time actually washing my body. When I got out, I wrapped my towel around me and started brushing my hair.

I jumped when my phone started ringing. I walked into my room, holding my towel close to my chest, and grabbed my phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey, gorgeous." I bit my lip when Zac's voice whispered through the phone. "Did you get any sleep after I left?"

"A little," I sighed, nervously running my fingers through my wet hair. I quickly lowered my hand when I realized I was now nervous around him.

Since when was I nervous to talk to the guy I was secretly having sex with?

"What are you up to, babe?" Zac's voice brought me back to reality.

"I just got out of the shower."

My nerves disappeared when I heard him let out a deepthroated moan. "You can't tell me things like that, babe," he moaned. "Especially when I'm alone in my trailer."

"Oh really?" I challenged. I let go of my towel, letting it drop to the ground. "What if I told you I was now standing in the middle of my room with no towel on?"

I smirked when I heard Zac moan into the phone. "Water droplets are slowly sliding down my bare body. I am covered in goosebumps. Damn, my room is cold."

"Oh baby," he moaned. "My house. Tonight. Don't make me beg."

"I think I'm in love with you."

"I can't," I said quickly. I reached down and grabbed my towel, rewrapping it around my body.

"Wait, what?" He stuttered. "Y/N."

"I'm sorry," I whispered as I quickly hung up the phone. My heart dropped into my stomach as I sat down on the edge of my bed.

We had a nice thing going with our sneaking around and hooking up. And now, 7 words later, it's changed.

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After that phone call, I didn't call Zac to hook up that night. I actually started ignoring him completely for the rest of the week. Which is extremely hard to do when you work together.

I ignored him as much as I could on set. I made sure I was never alone in a room with him. I ignored him whenever he sent me our secret signal—the one we'd use when we wanted to sneak off and fool around at work. I even barely made eye contact with him.

I could tell as the days went on, he knew something was up. I mean, Zac isn't an idiot. We went from sneaking around and hooking up at work to me not even looking his way.

Towards the end of the week, I couldn't take it anymore. Going to work was torture. It seemed as if Zac was everywhere I went. He eventually gave up on trying to get my attention but anytime we passed each other, I could tell things were tense. Finally, that Friday I decided to take some time off from work.

I spent the weekend in my apartment, alone. It was the loneliest weekend I've had since I moved out to LA. I lost track of the times I reached for my phone to text him. But every time I reached for it, I instantly put it down. When the weekend was over, I couldn't find the strength to go to work. Instead, I called in sick Monday. And Tuesday. And Wednesday. And the rest of the week.

A week of isolation later, I was lazily scanning through jobs. I wasn't sure if I should transfer to a different set or not. Right when I was about to turn a random show on to distract myself, there was a loud knock on my front door.

"What are you doing here?" I stuttered when I opened the door to see Zac standing on my porch.

"Hey," he said as he ran his fingers through his hair. "I was hoping we could talk."

"About?" I asked as I awkwardly cleared my throat.

"I'm not sure, really," he chuckled. "It's just. . . You haven't been at work and I've tried calling but it kept going to voicemail. And I just. . . I can't help but feel like something happened between us."

"Zac," I stuttered, not really sure what I would say as I interrupted him.

"What happened, Y/N?" He asked, his voice going from lighthearted to serious. "I feel like you've been avoiding me lately. I mean. . . Are you? Did I do something? Or. . ."

"I heard you," I cut him off before I could stop myself.

"What?" Zac stuttered. I cleared my throat as I gathered my courage.

"I heard you," I sighed, tucking a piece of hair behind my ear. "Do you remember the other night when I couldn't sleep? The next day we had mind-blowing shower sex. Remember? You fucked me unconscious."

"Yeah," Zac smirked. "I remember that."

Suddenly, the look on his face changed. "Wait, Y/N. . . What exactly did you hear that night?"

"We agreed that this. . .fling we have going was just that–a fling. We agreed, back when we started, that there would be no feelings attached. We'd just be sleeping together. That's it."

"Y/N," he cut me off. "What did you hear the other night?"

"I heard you say you think you might be in love with me," I rushed out. "You whispered that to me when you thought I had fallen asleep."

"Is that why you haven't been coming to work all week?"

I looked away, my cheeks burning. "That's why," he whispered. "You've called in sick to work all week because you didn't want to see me."

"No," I stuttered. "I just. . . I didn't know. . . I was trying to figure out. . ."

I stopped talking when Zac stepped closer to me. I looked up and gasped when I realized just how close he had gotten to me in one step.

"Y/N," he whispered as he reached up and cupped my cheek in his hand. "I meant it," he continued, not dropping his hand from my face. "I meant it when I said I was in love with you. I may not have meant for you to hear it, but I don't regret it."

"What?" I whispered.

"I don't regret falling in love with you, Y/N," he laughed. "I didn't plan on it. It just happened."

"Zac," I stuttered.

"Can I come in?" He asked instead of continuing.

I nodded as I moved aside and opened the door more for him. He started to walk in but stopped when he got in front of me. He reached down and grabbed my hand.

"I want to talk about this," he whispered. "Please just hear me out."

"Okay," I said under my breath, suddenly very nervous.

With my hand still in his, he led me into my apartment. We sat on my couch, the tension very thick between the two of us. Finally, Zac broke the silence.

"Do you remember the night we first slept together?"

"Yeah," I sighed. "We were filming 17 Again and you broke up with your girlfriend. The cast and I took you out to cheer you up. You and I were the last ones to leave the bar and we ended up leaving together."

"Then we hooked up again the next weekend," Zac continued.

"I remember," I sighed. "Zac, where are you going with this?"

"The first time we slept together, I was wasted," Zac explained. "But the second time. . . I wasn't."

"Wait, what?" I stuttered, my heart jumping into my throat.

Zac chuckled as he scooted closer to me, grabbing both of my hands in his. "Look," he sighed, "the truth is, after our first time, I couldn't stop thinking about you and what happened. So, the next weekend, I did whatever I could to make it happen again. And when we decided to be coworkers with benefits, I didn't say no. It wasn't what I wanted, but at least it was something."

"Wasn't what you wanted?" I repeated.

"Of course it wasn't what I wanted, Y/N. I liked you. A lot," he chuckled. "I just. . . I was hoping that the more time we spent together, maybe you'd. . . Maybe you'd start to have feelings for me too."

He bit his lip as he waited for me to say something. "Okay," he sighed when I didn't say anything. "I know that we agreed this would just be a fling but I can't anymore. I can't keep pretending that I don't have feelings for you because I do. I do, Y/N. I love you."

I cut him off by grabbing his face and pressing my lips to his. I felt him smile into the kiss as our lips moved in sync. I broke the kiss and leaned my forehead against his. I caught my breath before leaning back.

He reached up and grabbed my wrists, staring deeply into my eyes. He slowly pulled my hands away from his face, instantly intertwining our fingers.

"I love you too," I whispered.

I smiled when his eyes widened. I giggled as he roughly pressed his lips to mine. As our lips moved in sync, he laid us down and hovered over me.

"I love you," he said against my lips. "So much, Y/N."

"I love you too, Zac." I gasped as he started kissing my neck.

He moaned as he brought his lips back to mine. Our lips instantly started moving in sync as Zac brought his body closer to mine.

I reached up and started unbuttoning his shirt. He broke the kiss long enough to rip off his shirt and toss it aside.

I moaned as Zac pressed his lips to mine. I instantly started moving my lips against his as he grinded his body against mine. The room filled with our grunts and moans as we fell into our familiar rhythm.

I closed my eyes and tilted my head back, giving him the access he desired. While Zac was busy searching for my weak spot, I reached up and started to undo his jeans.

He grunted as he broke away from my neck. I bit my lip, hiding a smile as Zac quickly tore off his pants. He looked down at me and smirked.

He grabbed my hand and pulled me up. He reached forward and grabbed my shirt, pulling it over my head and tossing it to the side. He smirked as he looked down at my bra before biting his lip.

He hovered over me, causing me to slowly lay back down. He smirked down at me as he undid my jeans and slid them off of me. Zac hesitated before slowly sliding my underwear down my legs. As he took mine off, I reached up and started taking his boxers off.

I watched as he pressed his chest to mine, snuck his hands under my body, and unhooked my bra. I smirked as he leaned back, bringing my bra with him. He didn't break our eye contact as he threw my bra across the room.

A moan got stuck in his throat as he looked down at my bare breasts. He bit his lip as he leaned down. I sucked in a breath when Zac started leaving open mouth kisses around my breasts. I ran my hands through his hair, pulling on his hair as he continued to play with my nipple.

"Baby," I moaned as he switched from my right breast to my left.

He pulled away, a popping sound echoing off my bedroom walls. He smirked before leaning back down and started chewing on my neck. As his lips traveled up and down my neck, his hands slid up my body. I gasped loudly as he wrapped his hands around each of my breasts and squeezed.

"Holy fuck," I moaned.

"Damn, I love hearing you moan as I pleasure you," Zac whispered in my ear, teasingly chewing on my earlobe.

He pulled away, his grip on my breasts loosening as the look in his eyes changed. Without saying anything, he leaned down and quickly pressed his lips to mine. I smiled into the kiss as our lips immediately started moving in sync.

Our lips moved in sync as he reached over and grabbed something. Without breaking the kiss, he struggled to open the condom.

I broke the kiss, giggling as I grabbed it from him. "Why do you always struggle with these?" I smirked as I glanced up at him.

"Maybe it's because I'm a little distracted by the gorgeous naked girl under me," he said, still struggling to catch his breath.

I easily opened the condom and handed it to him. He sent me an annoyed smirk before grabbing it from me and slipping it on. I bit my lip when he didn't break our eye contact as he lowered himself so he was hovering over me.

I waited for him to do something but he just slowly looked over my naked body. "I can't believe I get to call you mine," he whispered. "Finally."

I gasped as he roughly pushed himself into me. I arched my back, giving him better access as I squeezed my eyes shut at the pressure. A loud moan escaped my lips as Zac didn't waste any time before grinding his hips against mine, pushing himself further into me.

I dragged my nails down his back as he continued roughly pushing in and out of me, my eyes still closed. The longer he was in me, the more my orgasm built.

"Holy shit, baby," I said between moans. "How do you so easily make me weak?"

"It's a gift," he chuckled. I opened my eyes, feeling my cheeks burn as I carefully and quickly rolled us over, me now on top. He smirked as I sat up, him roughly pulling out of me. I grabbed his shoulders, making him sit up.

"Do it," he moaned under his breath. "Ride me, baby."

"If you say so," I smirked as I sent him a wink.

Before he had time to catch his breath, I roughly brought my hips down to his. I smirked as he instantly moaned. He leaned his head back as I continued to grind my hips on his, him slipping slightly in and out of me.

"Fuck, baby. Don't stop," he said, letting out a deepthroated moan. I gasped as he pulled me closer to his chest and roughly pressed his lips to mine.

I moaned into the kiss, not stopping my hips from pushing him in and out of me. Zac grabbed my hips and roughly pulled me so he slipped out of me. I gasped for air as he paused. We looked at each other, neither one of us daring to look away.

Things slowed down as he held me to his chest and gently laid us back down, him now hovering over me. I watched as Zac reached down and cupped my cheek in his hand. He sent me a soft smile as he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to my lips.

When he finally pushed into me, our movements were slower. This round wasn't as desperate and lustful as our first. It was gentle, slow, and full of love. Our moans and grunts went from porno level to romance level.

I closed my eyes, enjoying the feeling of him inside me. I ran my hands up his chest, snaking them around his neck. I squeezed my eyes shut as I focused on the feeling of him thrusting into me.

"Oh, baby," I moaned. "Harder, Zac. Much harder."

"Yes, ma'am," he chuckled darkly. I let out a loud moan as I lifted my hips, making him slid into me deeper.

"Less talking," I said breathlessly. "More fucking."

"Damn, I love it when you're bossy," he grunted as he quickened his pace.

With my eyes still closed, I put my hands on the back of his neck and pulled him down to press his lips to mine. Our lips instantly started moving in sync as he slowly pushed in and out of me.

Zac broke the kiss and started kissing up and down my neck. My eyes fluttered closed as his lips traveled down my neck and across my collar bone to the other side.

I arched my back as Zac immediately started sucking on my tits. I groaned as his tongue danced across my breasts. I whined when he pulled on my nipple before switching to my other breast.

"Tell me, baby," he grunted, his face pressed between my breasts as he licked my sternum. "Who do these belong to?"

"You, baby," I moaned loudly. "Of course, you."

He pulled away, roughly pulling his dick out of me. I gasped as he grabbed my wrists and placed them above my head, pushing them against the couch cushion. He bit his lip, slightly growling as he looked at my heaving chest.

"Who do you belong to, baby?" He groaned as he playfully pressed his dick to the outside of my aching pussy. "Tell. Me," he growled out between his teeth.

"You," I gasped out.

"And no one else?" He growled

"No one else. I belong to you, daddy."

"That's what I like to hear."

I moaned loudly as he roughly pushed back into me as if we hadn't skipped a beat. I instantly started feeling an orgasm as he thrusted harder and faster into me.

"Shit, baby," he moaned. "I love the feeling of being inside you."

"Fuck," I barely got out as his thrusts got even faster. "Zac," I gasped loudly as he pressed against my g-spot. "I'm. . . I'm getting close, baby."

"Good," he moaned into my ear. As his movements sped up, my orgasm built. "Come on, babe," he said, slightly biting my ear. "Cum with me, Y/N."

He pressed his lips to mine, our lips instantly moving in sync. I made him moan by dragging my nails down his back and squeezing his ass when I got to it.

"Fuck, Zac," I moaned as I arched my back, finally releasing.

"Fuck," he repeated as he released into me. We laid like that, Zac not pulling out of me as we caught our breaths. When we finally started breathing normally, he slowly slid out of me. I bit my lip as he rolled over, pulling me on his chest.

We still hadn't broken the silence as I laid on his chest. I smiled when I felt Zac slowly dance his fingers up and down my back.

"I love you, Y/N," Zac whispered. I slowly opened my eyes as I looked up at his profile.

I sat up on my elbows and leaned down, pressing my lips to his. Our swollen lips moved in sync as he rubbed his hands up and down my back. I broke the kiss and leaned up on my elbows so I was hovering over him.

"I love you too, Zac."

                         * * * * *

Our clothes were scattered on the floor and we laid on the couch in each other's arms. I smiled as he ran his fingers up and down my back. I sighed, cuddling more into his chest.

"Are we really going to do this?" I whispered.

"Well, yeah," he shrugged with a playful smirk. "It's not like we haven't done this before."

"Not that," I giggled, playfully hitting his chest. I sat up and looked down at my hand pressed to his chest. "I meant. . . Us, together. Are we really doing this?"

"Yeah," he smiled. "We are."

"Good," I said as I leaned down and pressed my lips to his.

I felt him smile against my lips as our kiss immediately got heated. He rolled us over, our lips still moving in sync. He broke the kiss and leaned his forehead against mine.

"I love you," he whispered.

"I love you too, Zac."

#zac efron #zac efron imagines #zac efron x reader #zac efron smut

[f33itan]

💛⚜️Pᴀʀᴛ 1: Tᴏʀᴛᴜʀᴇ ɪs Gᴏʟᴅᴇɴ⚜️💛 (From my Wattpad)

A/N: Ok, this was something a mutual of mine said here on Tumblr, and I decided to write a oneshot about it. Might be very VERY slight angst, nothing bad enough to actually be put under that umbrella though, anyways, enjoy this, and ty for the reads! :)

CW: MENTIONS OF RAPE, DEGRADATION, AND MORE FOUL WORDS THAN USUAL. READ AT YOUR OWN RISK.

B/N: Your Mother's boyfriend's name

M/N: Mother's name

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"Oi, Y/N! Go get me another pack of beer from the store!"

"Yes father!" Damn that pig looking bitch. I'm just some fucking girl, trying to protect her mom from this demon of a person! Heck, he's not EVEN a person! He's the devil himself!! Man, I wish dad was here...

When you were in about 7th grade, your real father got killed in a massacre a couple cities over. He was not only a police officer, but a great father and husband as well. He treated you and your mother amazingly, and you thought life couldn't get anymore perfect, but soon that all went down hill. After his death, your mother's health depleted and she felt empty inside. She needed somebody else to make her complete. She decided to call an old friend from high school, and next thing you know he moved in. He seemed like a nice guy at first, but soon enough he was beating you guys mercilessly, enough to leave large bruises and scars whenever you didn't do exactly what he asked, in your eyes though, it was more of an order. You hated being ordered around, but you hated your mother getting beaten around even more. It seemed like a blessing that he hasn't tried to rape her, but god knows what he'll do, he's unpredictable

With all of this happening, you decided to tell him you were doing some "extra curricular" classes in college, but what you were actually doing was taking the Hunter's Exam and learning nen. Your biological father was kind-hearted and fun to be around, but he was also strict and sometimes a bit harsh, though he always meant well. Before his passing, all three of you would go out on the weekends to train, exercise, or do something that would enhance your body power and brain power. Because of this, all of you were exceptionally smart, and bodies all well toned. Sometimes your excursions would be going to a park and practicing a sport, driving to the snow and sledding, skiing, snowboarding, and every once in a while going to another state to zip line, try animal encounters, or take a family friendly class in that state's heritage and customs.

Since you were accustomed to hard core training and events, you thought the Hunter's Exam was quite fun, and was a test to your skills. After that, you were scouted out by a strong nen user by the name of Biscuit Krueger. You and her had lots of fun training, and with her pushing your limits to the utmost best, you turned out to be a specialist.

(Whenever I imagine myself in Hunter x Hunter, this is always my nen type and stuff LMAO)

Your power was called, Black shadow. You could have up to 10 weapons on hand, completely subjected to doing your bidding. These weapons were linked to you through blood, and they were surrounded with a substance that appeared to be black mist. The weapons you most preferred to practice with and use were your katana, blood string, and scythe. You could also make a weapon yours by cutting a fingertip and letting the blood drip onto the weapon, altering the appearance then gaining that black "mist", showing that it was now yours. The downside to this technique was that those "shadows and mist remnants" were your sleep. The darkness in your mind and the shadows all around you were taken and used for that power. In turn, you were always tired, yawning, and had bags under your eyes. Another plus side though was that you had a nen created chamber that had every weapon you owned. A girl can have some fun toys, can't she? You had tools for torture (whenever you took an opportunity to try it), many varieties of weapons, and of course, more snacks. But unlike B/N, you didn't have just fatty snacks. You had regeneration potions, healthy snacks, and special nen created "snacks" to help with different things, which all of these you had collected through pulling some strings. Your mother was worried, but you said it was all just college things. Yeah, just college things..

Ill make that pig bitch pay for what he has done to my mother!

Feitan POV -or whats going on with him- :

"What time, is it.."

"8 AM Fei!"

"Shut up, green eyes, too loud."

"Oh Fei don't be rude! It's mean!"

"That's, the point."

"Oh wait, Shalnark, what this?"

"What do you mean?"

"This... gold string?"

"OI SHALNARK, FEITAN, COME ERE' REAL QUICK!"

"Phinks, what, do you, want-" Phinks just ignored his question and pointed to the TV.

This is Channel 12, reporting live from York New City Town Square. People all over the city are claiming to be seeing a string tied to their left ring finger, leading them to some unknown destination! What is this string? Who put it there?-

"AY AY IM ON TV! THE STRING THINGY JUST LEAD ME TO THIS BEAUTIFUL GIRL AND NOW WERE DATING! SUPER AWESOME!"-

I apologize for the interference, but this string appears t be leading people to.. partners? Soulmates? Find out tomorrow morning, this is Amy Starwick from Channel 12, signing out.

"What. The. FUCK."

"OH MY GOD OH MY GOODNESS HOLY SHIT FEITAN YOU HAVE A SOULMATE!!"

"Nope-"

"YESS YOU DOOOOOOO"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP CHEERY BITCH-"

"No❤️" Since Feitan was on his last nerve with Shalnark, he decided to stomp over towards Chrollo in the main room, but Chrollo just chuckled.

"Wanna go find your soulmate? See if that things real?" Feitan just stared at the ground, lightly shifting his feet.

"Go ahead, I don't mind."

"Just, doing it, out of, curiosity."

"Mhm, curiosity, go find them." And with that, he was dismissed. Feitan wanted to say it was curiosity, but deep down he had this feeling there was something else, but what was it? It made his stomach tingle and he didn't like it one bit. He tried to ignore all of this, and just shrugged it off...

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Your POV + some Feitan POV:

"Alright, today's the day, he'll be at his work, and on his break, i'll set the plan in motion.." Both me and mom don't like him, and I don't know about her, but I sure hate him, every ounce of him. The plan is simple: 1. Capture mom's boyfriend, 2. Take him to an abandoned building, 3. Torture him and get all of the answers I need, and 4. Kill him. His break is at 12, and he usually goes to get takeout every other Friday, what a pig. I'll give him a taste of his own medicine.

Time: 11:30 AM

Ok, I have everything ready. Fully energized to the utmost extent, Elixirs to bring him back in case he passes out too early, and- what? He's leaving for lunch early? PERFECT! You ran behind some buildings and hid in a two-way alleyway, waiting for him to pass by...

Here we go..

One..

Two..

THREE!

You covered his head with a sack, and took his phone out of his back pocket. Before heading over to your post, you laced the inside of the sack with some sleeping powder and pressed it against his nose and mouth. Within moments he passed out, and you typed in what you hoped to be his password, which was correct. Around 12:30, you were going to text one of his coworkers that he would be "going to a restaurant across town, and ditching work for a day, not wanting to see his stupid good for nothing girlfriend or his dumb daughter." You knew he called you both this because of going through his text messages when he wasn't looking or when he was sleeping. Little did you know that somebody was watching you from afar.

"Hmm... So, she, my, what do people, call it.. soulmate? Seems, interesting..."

Time: 12:00 PM

"Jesus, I new he was a fat ass but I didn't know he weighed this much!" You were tugging him from his legs through the back ways of York New. You wanted to find a secluded area, where once you were done with him you could just toss him somewhere for the birds and maggots to eat. After walking for what seemed like hours, you came across a set of abandoned buildings, specifically the one you laid out some extra things. A couple extra weapons, some towels, a change of clothes, a chair and some rope, a couple of flashlights, and of course, some snacks. Lucky for you, the douchebag you've been dragging around like a rag doll was still out cold, so you picked him up and tossed him on the chair, tying his wrists, ankles and neck to the chair.

"Maaannn, this is boring!! When the hell are you gonna wake up?!" As if on queue, you saw his eyes start to flutter open, and you immediately grabbed your box cutter. It wasn't a weapon used by your nen, but it was quite effective.

"What.. who.. wait- Y/N!? WHAT THE FUCK?! UNTIE ME NOW BEFORE I BEAT YOUR ASS!!" you didn't notice it, but Feitan was watching from the building over.

What, the fuck? Why she kidnap him? That pig? Why? Confusing, gotta keep, watching.

You shoved the box cutter into his left cheek, and you bathed in the glory of hearing his screams of pain.

"How does this feel, you bitch? Everything you've done to my dear mother, everything you've done to me, and heck, YOU WERE PROBABLY BEHIND MY DAD'S MURDER DURING THAT FUCKING MASSACRE!!" B/N noticed the tears in your eyes, and took this to his advantage.

"So what if I was? Both of your parents were pathetic anyways."

"NO THEY AREN'T! YOU'RE THE REASON WHY MY MOTHER'S LIKE THIS NOW! YOUR THE FUCKING REASON FOR EVERYTHING SHITTY THAT'S HAPPENED TO ME!!"

"Heh, hehe.. hahaHAHAHA! YOU KNOW GOD DAMNED WELL THAT ALL OF YOU ARE PATHETIC! WANNA KNOW WHY I GOT WITH YOUR MOM!? BECAUSE SHES HOT. AND SHE HAD GOOD MONEY FROM YOUR FUCKING DAD. YOU KNOW WHAT I WAS GONNA DO?! YOU KNOW WHY I TOOK OFF EARLY TODAY?! I WAS GONNA RAPE YOUR MOTHER AND MAKE YOU WATCH, THEN KILL BOTH OF YOU AND RUN OFF WITH ALL OF YOUR MONEY!! AND YOU KNOW WHAT'S IRONIC?! I DON'T HAVE ONE. SINGLE. FUCKING. REGRET. IF IT WASN'T FOR YOUR DAD, YOU SOULDN'T HAVE HAD THE NERVE TO DO THIS, YOU SHOULD HAVE BEEN ABORTED!!"

You couldn't handle this anymore, tears were falling down your face rapidly as you grabbed the duct tape and closed his mouth shut.

"I don't give a fuck about what you say.. I'm going to kill you here. This is your grave. Someday, I'll join you in hell, and when I do, I'll torture you again, and the Devil will laugh. You just watch and ducking wait you, you.. PATHETIC WORTHLESS PIG ASS SLOPPY ASS NASTU FUCKING BITCH!" With that, you grabbed a couple super worms in each hand and shoved them into his ears. Even with the duct tape, you could hear his screams of agony as the worms dug deeper into his ears. You then got our your katana and slashed him across the stomach, and shoved even more worms into that open wound of his. Quickly, you poured a large bottle of the elixir you had brought over him to keep him from dying so quickly. Box cutter still in hand, you carved small lines all over his arms and legs, then ripped off the tape to hear his desperate cries. You imagined he wanted to be dead, but you didn't care. His pain and you pain mixed together and you just started laughing. You through your head back and let yourself laugh. all of the pain this man has caused you and your mom will be repayed today.

But the pressure and stress was too much to handle. Your laughing of victory soon turned into screams and more tears, as you let yourself fall to the ground, not even noticing you didn't hit it hard, something had caught you, or someone..

What the shit am I doing?

Am I really going to kill him?

What's wrong with me?

What will mother think?

What would dad do?

What am I doing with my life?

You soon snapped out of all of those negative thoughts though, as you noticed something caressing your face lightly.

"Rest, now. He, won't die, so quickly. I'm, Feitan." You were a sniffling and crying mess, so all you could do was rush into Feitan's chest and cry. Without thinking, he wrapped his arms around you and held you close. He had no idea what he was doing, for he had only seen this kind of skin on skin contact in movies. So, he did what those people in the movies did.

"Don't, worry... It's all, going to be.. okay."

Word Count (Including author notes, etc) : 2251

-Wrote February 3, 2021-

Unedited sorry about that lol-

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