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Day 7: Through your eyes...

A/N: Well, my ShinRan week posts didn't come out as I planned, but it's okay because we still have this week! I wondered if I should post these in order, but heck, since I spend my whole yesterday editing this one (because I hoped I would have posted this one in time, but I edited this more than I thought, so I didn't make it), I decided I post this one first! So here we go, Day 7: Soulmate AU!

Through your eyes…

Summer was slowly turning into autumn, but the day was still beautiful. For students, it didn’t mean that much since they spend most of their days inside the building, listening to lessons, writing notes, and learning something new. No events to plan, no visitors from anywhere, just a peaceful atmosphere and studying. It was a pretty normal day at Teitan High School.

Maybe even too ordinary and boring if you would have asked Kudo Shinichi.

Ran couldn’t help herself, but she found herself leering at her childhood friend who had lost his interest in the class and fallen asleep. She would have wanted to take her eraser and throw him with it to wake him up, but…

She turned to look at the other students, and almost all of them had lost interest a long time ago. Most of them had lost their postures and looked like they were ready to fall asleep - some of them probably were. They got their History lessons, and it wasn’t like it couldn’t be interesting, but their teacher was sick, so instead, they got a substitute who loved to keep monologue and didn’t seem to care if students were listening or not.

And as much as Ran tried to be conscientious and keep up with the lesson, she felt also tired. She didn’t want to admit it, but she had lost her interest some time ago, and as much as she tried, she couldn’t make herself write down everything the teacher said - not even half of them.

She leaned her elbow on the desk and let her cheek lean on her palm. She still tried to write down something, but somehow she felt like she didn’t hear any word the teacher said since her thoughts were running somewhere else. She was thinking about the weekend when she was going to hang out with her friends, and she was thinking about today. Today was her birthday, but she didn’t have any plans for the day. They would celebrate it on weekend, and she was eagerly waiting for it, but part of her was a little sad that there were no plans for today. It wasn’t like she would have wanted anything big, but it would have been fun to have something, like… like…

She sighed. She didn’t really know. She would have just wanted to spend time with someone, but it seemed that her friends got other plans for today. Even Sonoko got somewhere to be, which had been disappointing since she had thought that she would do something fun with her best friend. It seemed that she didn’t.

Well, there was Shinichi, of course.

Ran leered at her childhood friend again, who was too deep into his dreamland to notice it. She could have asked him, but she wanted to be angry with him, so she hadn’t. God, that stupid detective geek hasn’t even remembered her birthday at all! He hadn’t sent her a message in the morning, which had been okay because she had thought that he would like to congratulate her when they would walk to school. But no, nothing. Even though all their other classmates remembered and congratulated her, he hadn’t.

Part of her knew that she shouldn’t be so disappointed, but she couldn’t help it. She would have wanted to hear it from him.

But then again, she had wondered if there was a reason for it. Usually, if something bothered Shinichi, he split it out or sulked by himself like a little child. And if not, she somehow could sense it. And if she was honest, she couldn’t sense anything, because Shinichi behave like always with her, and therefore there was no reason why he would be mad at her or envious.

But she has a reason to wonder. Because today was the day that she would find out about her soulmate.

Probably it didn’t mean anything to Shinichi but Ran happened to know that on Shinichi’s birthday, he hadn’t gotten anything about his soulmate. No marks, no signs, not anything. And even though his birthday had been a few months ago, he still hadn’t got anything.

Though it could mean anything. For example, it can mean that the other one is still under eighteen.

On eighteen birthday everyone got some mark about their soulmate. The most common ones were different kinds of marks and tattoos, seeing colors when meeting their soulmate, seeing differently the places that soulmate has been or touched, or something like these. And usually, they appeared even though the other half wouldn’t have turned into the right age. It just meant that the younger ones would get their marks later.

But there were those unusual ways to get to know soulmates, and those required that both of them needed to be eighteen. Because those needed a connection between soulmates: like meeting in a dream, sharing thoughts, feeling other one emotions or injuries.

So, there was a chance that Shinichi would share the connection with someone younger than him, and that’s why he hadn’t got anything yet.

Then there was still one, very unusual possibility: He didn’t have a soulmate.

And that was something that Ran didn’t even want to consider.

It hadn’t bothered Shinichi. He hadn’t shown any signs of being grumpy, bothered, or becoming bad mood if she had talked about the soulmates to him, or told her to shut up. He had listened as usual, maybe questioned her, making fun of her like he used to, but nothing that would have shown her that he didn’t want to talk about the topic. And when Ran had asked about it, he had just shrugged and told her that he didn’t care about it. “I have friends and family”, he had said. “As long as I have them, I’m okay.”

He was right. He wasn’t alone.

But soulmate was something special! A soulmate was someone with who you share a special bond, someone who would know you better than anyone else and accept you as you are, and love you, no matter what would happen! Someone who would believe in you when others won’t and understands you… Someone who would stay beside you through your life.

And even if it didn’t bother Shinichi, it bothered Ran. Of course, it did! She cared about Shinichi too much, and he deserved the best! He deserved a soulmate too!

But if he won’t have a soulmate, she would be there for him. She had always tried to be there, be someone who Shinichi could always rely on. She had always believed in him and she loved him the way he was, even though she complained about him sometimes, but she wouldn’t change anything about him. Not even when he was troublesome and a teaser. He had a big, good heart, he cared for others and he did his best to make things right, and make sure that no one would get hurt. Ran had supported him, in whatever he wanted to do, and she would do it for the rest of her life.

But it didn’t mean that she wouldn’t want Shinichi to find his soulmate.

Because he… deserved it. As… anyone… else…

The pen in her hand dropped to the notebook. Her eyes were shutting down and her posture started to lose. And somehow she couldn’t fight against it anymore. She was somehow so tired…

Maybe if she rests her eyes a little bit…

There was a high ring that snapped Ran out of her dreamland. Her head moved up fast while her heart banged on her chest. She looked around in panic.

Slowly it came back to her: She was in the classroom. It was history class and she had… well, rested her eyes.

Looks like she had fallen asleep. She felt a little ashamed, but when she looked around and saw how other students were getting up and looking around lazily like they had just woken up, she tried to ease her conscience. She wasn’t the only one, and since it was her birthday, maybe she could forgive herself this time.

And the most important thing would be that Shinichi hadn’t probably seen that. She could already imagine that arrogant smile and all the neverending teasing. Oh yeah, she had nagged him about sleeping during the class so many times that he wouldn’t let her forget this one!

Ran let out a sigh and looked at her desk, closing the textbook. Maybe she should read about the topic at home. It would probably be more interesting, and that way, she wouldn’t fall behind. And she could write her notes…

She stopped and stared at the notebook that she was ready to close. She frowned and observed the writing on the page. There were a few problems: The first one was that there was only written the topic of the class, but nothing else. And even though Ran had fallen asleep, she was pretty sure that she had written down so much more. Well, maybe nothing rational since she had lost words from the teacher’s monologue in there and here, but still! She had written so much more than just a title! And the second thing, even though she didn’t want to be rude and judge others’ handwriting, this wasn’t hers! Even though it looked pretty familiar, her handwriting was much nicer and… and…

She noticed her hands. Slowly she slid them away under the notebook and bring them in front of her on the desk.

They weren’t hers. The tone of the skin was a little darker than hers, they were bigger than hers, and the nails weren’t as long as hers. And the watch on her wrist…

Did she borrow Shinichi’s wristwatch in the morning? Or… or…?

She let her eyes look down at her body, and…

Wait, what had happened to her chest?! Why it was so… flat? And when she had been this broad-shouldered? And instead of a skirt, she had trousers?!

She raised her hands and touched her face and hair. Oh God, what had happened to her hair?! Where was her long hair?! They were short now! And the face…

“Are you enjoying that?”

It shocked Ran. That voice!

Slowly she raised her head and looked at the classmate who had appeared beside her desk. And she needed to slap her hand to cover her mouth so she wouldn’t let out a scream.

It was HER! Ran herself!

But… but…

Then she noticed something familiar from her… well, from her face. The expression that she had seen many times from… from…

“Shinichi?” she whispered and got only more shocked when she heard Shinichi’s voice even though she was the one who had spoken. Yet, she kept her eyes on… him? And saw a nod as an answer. She felt anxious. “But… how?”

Shinichi - in Ran’s body - shrugged. It looked weird, and the thought made her brain goes numb because she just couldn’t understand this! How this was even possible?!

Yet she tried to keep herself calm. This wasn’t the right place to get crazy, and it seemed that Shinichi didn’t want to wake others’ attention either. “Let’s go to talk somewhere else”, he almost whispered and crouched a little closer. “Or do you want…”

Ran frowned when Shinichi shut his mouth and looked like something had interrupted him. Only then she saw how someone was standing behind Shinichi, trying to see what was going on. And that person Ran could recognize anywhere.

“What are you two love birds talking about?” Sonoko asked, looking curious. Ran stared at her best friend over Shinichi’s shoulder before slowly turning her eyes to Shinichi. It was weird to see her own eyes looking back at her, but it seemed that she was still capable to understand him without words. She could see that he wasn’t happy about this, and it was written so clearly on his - or more precisely, her - face: From all the people, why she?!

But she couldn’t blame Shinichi. As much as she loved Sonoko, she was also a very, very curious person, and sometimes, even when she meant well, she had the talent to make things worse. It didn’t need much, just a little slip of the tongue when she was worked up about something…

“Nothing”, Shinichi answered eventually and turned slightly to look at Sonoko. “Nothing you should care about…”

“Aaa”, Sonoko let out like she understood what was going on. She got her ‘know-it-all’ smile on her lips when she leaned on Shinichi’s - or at this point, Ran’s shoulder with her arm and turned to look at Ran, who happened to be Shinichi. “You are going to finally beat up your husband because he hasn’t remembered your birthday, right?” she said and turned to look at Shinichi. “Want me to help you?”

Oh God, no!

Only barely did she see how Shinichi turned to look at her with a questioning face before she lowered her head and hide her face in her hands. God, this was embarrassing! Of course, Sonoko would bring that up! And of course in front of him! And in a situation like this!

This was a nightmare! If she only could bury herself under the ground and disappear…

“What’s wrong with him?” Sonoko’s voice asked.

“He isn’t feeling well”, Ran heard her own voice answering, and she was surprised that he sounded concerned. “I think I should take him to a nurse.”

“Oh”, Sonoko answered and sounded worried. “Do you want me to come with you, or..?”

“No need to, thanks”, she heard Shinichi answer, and then she felt a hand on her shoulder. “Come on, Shinichi. I help you.”

This was stupid. So. Stupid.

Ran dropped her hands and stood up carefully. She glanced fast at Sonoko, who looked genuinely worried, and part of her wanted to say something to her, but she felt a hand on her back that pushed her to move. “Okay, let’s go”, she heard her own voice saying.

“Just call if you need help!” Sonoko’s voice called behind them.

“I will”, Shinichi promised.

Poor Sonoko… Ran would tell her everything as soon as they would figure this out.

They got to the hallway that was full of other students enjoying their break. Ran let Shinichi lead her where ever they were going and concentrated to keep her head down, staring at the floor, hoping that no one would notice them or maybe get any urgent to stop them and start to chat. It wasn’t anyone’s fault that the situation was this, but… Heck, even the idea to explain this to someone… No. She didn’t feel confident enough to even think about it.

And how she would even explain something that she couldn’t even understand?! She was still shocked by the fact that with every step she took, it was his feet and shoes that she saw, not hers! Every time the leg moved, she saw blue trousers instead of a waving helm of a skirt and her legs.

How in the world this had happened? How she had gotten into Shinichi’s body? And why Shinichi was hers? And the worst of all: Why this had happened now, in front of everyone, in the middle of the day, in the classroom?!

This was so embarrassing and confusing. How they could change this back? There has to be a way to get everything back to normal, right? Because if there wasn’t, how she could ever meet all her classmates? It would be only weird to tell everyone that she was Ran, in Shinichi’s body, but she knew that pretending to be Shinichi would be much harder.

And what about her father?! Oh God, how she would explain to him that it was her, but in Shinichi’s body? No one would believe something like that!

She stopped when Shinichi did. She raised her head to see where they were, but the hallway was empty at this point. Shinichi opened the door, which Ran noticed only then, and pushed her gently inside.

Ran looked around. It was a bathroom. Oh, he had probably chosen the bathroom that was normally used in the afternoon when club activities started. Well, probably a good call, because this way they could talk without distractions or without worrying that someone else would hear them.

She turned to look at the mirrors, and instead of her own face, she saw Shinichi’s face. Even though his face was so familiar, it felt so weird. She saw Shinichi’s face every day, but knowing that she should see another kind of face…

To be honest, this Shinichi looked so weird. Like a stranger. This Shinichi didn’t look confident at all, and she didn’t remember if she had ever seen Shinichi looking this worried and shocked…

Even when it was, it felt like this face didn’t belong to the one she held dear.

She closed her eyes and shook her head. She needed to sit and calm down.

Ran turned her back to the mirrors and opened the first WC door, hoping to sit down on the toilet seat, but when she saw inside, she let out a scream - which sounded very wrong - and slammed the door shut. She turned to look at Shinichi furiously who looked back at her, looking confused. “This is the men’s restroom!” she shouted and pointed with her finger to the door that she had opened.

Shinichi stared at her for a moment before an ironic smile came to his lips while another eyebrow raised like questioning her. God, that expression made her look very, very wicked person! “Well, you are man.”

She inhaled while gripping her hands on a fist, ready to hit it on the door beside her.

Was this funny for him? Because to her, this wasn’t! She wanted so badly to beat him for that! She… She…

She stopped herself and closed her eyes, reminding her to breathe calmly in and out. Calm down, Ran… Everything is going to be okay…

Okay, that was how Shinichi was. He certainly couldn’t read a situation, and she tried to understand it, but she still hoped that he would take this more seriously. Couldn’t he see that this was stressful to her? She felt anxious because she didn’t have any idea what was going on, and right now it seemed that everything turned only worse. For her, this wasn’t fun! Because… Because…

She felt her eyes burning. She wanted to cry.

“If you need to sit down, come here”, her voice told her with a gentle tone. Ran opened her eyes and looked at the door that Shinichi had opened. She turned her gaze back to him, trying to find any hint that he was just making fun of her again.

He looked serious. No jokes this time. Ran went to him and looked skeptical inside.

She felt relieved. Finally! She went inside and sat down before hiding her face against her hands.

“Hey, are you okay?”

Ran felt him touching her shoulder, squeezing it a little.

“What is this, Shinichi?” she asked and dropped her hands while turning her eyes up at him. “Why I’m in your body and you’re mine?”

He backed a little off, looking puzzled. “Not sure”, he answered honestly. “But my lucky guess would be that it would have something to do with soulmates.” Then he threw her a questioning look. “Today is your birthday, right?”

Ran stared at him. She had a hard time understanding his words, and yet, she knew that he could be right. Actually, he probably was! Because there wouldn’t be any other good explanations for something like this! People didn’t normally swap their bodies with others, it just wasn’t normal. And she had studied about soulmates, and now that she thought about it, she had read something about body swapping…

But it was a very uncommon one, it was barely mentioned anywhere.

She leaned her back against the toilet’s tank and let out a groan. “From all the things, this?” she asked and looked at the ceiling. “I waited for something else, like tattoos or marks or telepathic links…”

“Well, I’m sorry to disappoint you”, Shinichi answered annoyed, but Ran didn’t even bother to look at him. “But if it makes you feel any better, I didn’t wait for anything at all…”

Ran closed her eyes and raised her hand to massage her forehead. This didn’t make her feel any better, not even when she probably knew why this was happening. Even if it was her childhood friend with who she had swapped bodies, she didn’t feel calm. Okay, she was thankful that from all the boys, it was Shinichi and not just anyone - God, she didn’t even want to know what anyone else would have done, if… She shook her head. Not now!

But she felt happy and relieved that from the all people, it was Shinichi who was her soulmate. But being in his body… Just… How long this would take?

The school day wasn’t even near to end, and even the idea of leaving this restroom made her stomach twist a little. She knew that there were many students, and both of them got friends there. She knew that she couldn’t live the rest of the day avoiding others. There would be always someone who would want to talk to Shinichi, and she was pretty sure that she wasn’t good at pretending to be him. Heck, even though she had been with that idiot for as long as she cared to remember, she knew there was a big difference between them, and she knew she would freeze as soon as someone would call her Shinichi - if she even would recognize it as her name.

But then again, telling everyone that they had swapped bodies? Even though their classmates would probably mean well and nothing personal, she could already see those smirks and hear their teasing words, and even though she wouldn’t want to take them personally, she wasn’t sure if she was in the right mood for them…

She wanted to go home, but there would wait for her father, and what on the earth she would tell him?! “Oh, hi dad! I and Shinichi swapped bodies and… Well… yeah…”

She didn’t even have a place where to go!

“Oh my God, what are we going to do?” she asked finally, feeling how the stress started to take over her, and she turned to look at Shinichi worriedly. “What in the world we are going to do?!”

Shinichi shrugged. He seemed to take this much more lightly, and Ran wasn’t sure if it irritated her or not. She wanted to get angry with him because she hated the fact that she was the one who was feeling the storm rummaging inside her, and Shinichi? He just stood there, like there was nothing to wrong at all! Why he wasn’t worried?! Why he wasn’t stressed out about how they would survive this? Was this joke to him?!

But it was who he was, and deep down Ran was happy about that. Because she knew that even if the world would fall apart, he would stay calm and would probably try to think of some solution. And as long as he was calm, Ran knew that there was always hope, and it made her calm down too. Everything would be alright, sooner or later.

And she knew that she wouldn’t help them if she would get angry with him now. She just needed to trust him.

“If this is about the soulmates, then I think this isn’t anything permanent”, he said eventually, looking thoughtful until he turned to look at her. “Can’t say I have much knowledge about this but isn’t soulmates things meaning to find another one?” Then he let out a snort. “Well, we had found each other, so the only thing I can think of is that there is some kind of time limit.”

“How long is that?” Ran asked even though she probably knew better than him. In the end, she was the one who had investigated soulmates…

He shrugged again. “Who knows”, he answered. “Hadn’t you studied about these things?” he asked.

Ran frowned. “I have, but to be honest, there isn’t much about body swapping”, she answered. “All I know is it’s very unusual to happen.”

“Well, I shouldn’t be surprised”, Shinichi commented dryly.

Ran let out a sigh. She wasn’t sure if she should have agreed or not. Well, it wasn’t the first time that they were in a hard and weird situation, and when she thought about it, maybe this shouldn’t have surprised her at all, but still… Swapping bodies with him? What were the odds?

She didn’t want to know.

She looked around restlessly before turning back to Shinichi. “What are we doing now?”

“Well, I think we have two opt-”

The door opened and there were noises - sounded like boys talking. Ran felt how her heart skipped a beat or two, and all she could do was stare at Shinichi, who looked at the door, waiting who...

“Hey, Mouri-san! Have you got lost while searching the women's restroom?” some of them shouted. After that, she heard two different laughs. Were there three of them? At least she recognized those voices belonging to some boys from the soccer club, but she didn’t remember their names - if she had even ever heard of them. God, she should stop spending time on the soccer field when Shinichi was playing!

“Ah, no…” Shinichi answered and glanced at her fast.

“Oh, so Kudo is here too?” the other one said and she heard how they all sounded a little too exciting. “I see, I see. So you and Kudo…”

Wait, what were they thinking?!

“It’s nothing like that!” Shinichi shouted while Ran needed to do everything that she would keep herself calm. Oh my god, oh my god, what are we going to do, what we are going to do… And probably Shinichi saw the panic in her because he shut the door to hide her. “Shinichi isn’t feeling well, so…”

“Oh, isn’t he now?” some other one answered, but the hint of voice told her that they didn’t buy it. She could hear some laughing. “Come on, Mouri-san, your face is telling a different story…”

What?!

“Idiots! I told you, he isn’t feeling well!” he repeated emphatically.

“Why are you hiding him there, then?” one of them asked, making Ran skip another heartbeat. She could hear how they came closer... Why they couldn’t let them be and leave?! “It almost looks like you have been caught in the middle of something…”

The others laughed right behind the door, and Ran felt a bad feeling that they would open that door any minute now. So she did the first thing that came to her mind: She dropped to her knees on the ground, opened the toilet seat, and… Well, she didn’t need much to make it happen, but she let out retching sounds. She would be lucky if she won’t really throw up.

Or maybe it would make this more realistic, but she wasn’t a big fan of the idea of doing so…

But it made the trick. She heard how on the other side everyone shut up. She continued a few times, hoping it would sound realistic enough, but then she started to cough for real. Oh God, she hated this! For the love of God, all kinds of things she did for Shinichi…

Well, she was in the same boat, so she couldn’t blame only him. And he had tried to keep the boys away.

She heard how the door opened behind her.

“Oi, Kudo”, some of the boys called but the tone of the voice was different: now he sounded worried. “You’re… umm, really sick?”

“Uh”, Ran let out and she didn’t even need to fake it. Leaning on the toilet… She started to feel really sick.

“I told you”, Shinichi answered with her voice. “He didn’t feel good in the class, so I intended to take him to the nurse, but he felt like throwing up, so…” He kept a little pause. “Well, consider yourselves lucky because it seems that he had thrown out everything he had eaten at this point.”

Shinichi… That idiot! Couldn’t he figure out anything else to say?

“Okay, I go to another restroom”, someone said. “No hard feelings, Kudo, but I don’t want that same illness that you have right now.”

“Yeah, I think I do the same”, the other one agreed. “Sorry that we bothered you, Kudo!”

Ran waved her other hand over her shoulder even though she wasn’t sure if anyone saw it. She didn’t care. If they just would leave already…

“Maybe you should go home to rest”, said the one who had been the first one to speak when the door had opened. “You don’t look very good, you know.”

Ran wanted to cry out. Where she would even go?! First of all, she wouldn’t like to skip classes, and the second thing was that there wasn’t anywhere where she could go! She couldn’t go home, because her father would be there and that would make everything just more complicated. But then again, where else she could go?

“Yeah”, Ran heard Shinichi answer. “I think I should take him home to rest.”

She let out a silent sigh. Well, it seemed that she needs to go somewhere. Maybe her mother would understand? Though she was also working at this time of the day…

“Yeah, sounds like a good idea”, the boy answered. “Hey Kudo, get well soon, okay?”

“Yeah”, she murmured. “Thanks.”

She listened to how the last one of them left the restroom. Then there was silence. She waited for a moment before she shut the toilet seat and get herself up.

“God, thanks a lot”, she said annoyed, and turned to look at Shinichi. “Couldn’t figure out anything else?”

“What?” Shinichi asked and looked like she had pissed him off. “What I should have done then? Let them think that we were… we were…” He shut up and looked away.

Ran blushed and turned her eyes away too. Well, he wasn’t wrong. She just…

She sighed again. “I’m sorry”, she apologized and raised her hand to rub her face. “This is just too stressful and I don’t feel good at all…”

“Let’s go home”, Shinichi said.

Ran let her hand drop. “I’m not going home with your body, you know”, she said angrily and glanced at Shinichi. “How in the world I’m going to explain to my father that it’s me, in your body?”

“Idiot”, Shinichi let out almost as angrily as she felt. “Of course, you’re not going home!”

It frustrated Ran even more. “Then where I’m going then?” she asked. “Staying at some side street, hiding from everyone, and waiting to get back to my own body?!”

Shinichi rolled his eyes. “Well, if you have happened to forget, I have home too…”

Ran felt so relieved when she get inside the Kudo mansion and heard how the front door closed behind them. Well, she had been happy when she had to get out of school, but it hadn’t been that easy.

Shinichi had been nice and went back to the classroom to get their bags and inform the teacher that… well, Shinichi didn’t feel good at all, so she is going to escort him home. Luckily, the teacher understood it and let them go. Or well, let Shinichi go, because Ran had been staying in the hallway waiting for him and trying to get herself back together.

On their lockers, some of the girls had come to tease them. Luckily, Shinichi and Ran had gained their sympathies with the same excuse as with boys and the teacher. She wasn’t sure if she was good at making Shinichi look sick or what, but it seemed that their classmates understood, wished Shinichi to get well soon, and left to continue their day.

It had been a relief to get out of the school, but on their way to Shinichi’s home, she had been stressed out by the fact that they had lived their whole lives in Beika, and almost everyone probably knew them. What if someone would have approached them and wanted to talk to them? Or if not that, what if someone would have seen the great high school detective and would have loved to have a chance to talk to him? Or even worse, had a case for him?

But luckily, they had gotten to Shinichi’s home without problems. And now that they were safe from everyone else, she felt like she could finally relax.

“You want something?” Shinichi’s… or more precisely, her voice asked while Ran sat down on the couch.

“No thanks”, she answered and let herself lose her carriage. She felt so tired. Now that all that stress was gone, she felt like she could just take a nap. Actually, she didn’t even try to fight back. She let her eyes shut down, just enjoying silence…

And she felt how Shinichi sat beside her. It made her stay awake.

“You know, I didn’t forget your birthday”, he said eventually.

Well, there goes her relaxed feeling. “It doesn’t matter”, she answered. It was probably a lie because it had mattered, but to be honest, after this situation, she somehow couldn’t make herself care about it enough to talk about it.

“Well, Sonoko’s words said otherwise”, he answered.

Ran let out a deep sigh, but didn’t bother to say anything. She didn’t know what to say. Who wouldn’t like to hear their childhood friend and crush remember their birthday? It still made her feel a little sad, but she tried to ignore it because she was tired, and there had been too many emotions for today. She didn’t have any energy left to fight with him about it. God, this whole body-swapping case had taken so much from her.

“And… Well, since we are like this, I think my plans for today need to be canceled”, he continued.

Ran opened her eyes and looked at the ceiling. What?

“You had plans for today?” she asked and turned her head to look at him. He was staring at the ground, and when Ran followed his gaze, she saw he held something in his hands. She felt her heart skip a beat. It looked like a little present box.

“Yeah”, Shinichi answered without looking at her. He let out a dry laugh. “I prepared for this too long, making sure that no one else would spend today with you.” Ran felt herself blushing, and at the same time, the pieces started to get together: Was the reason why none of her friends couldn’t spend time with her today…

Shinichi turned to look at her with a smile. “You know your father was the worst one to convince.”

Ran stared at him for a moment before looking away and rolling her eyes. “Oh my, do I even want to know?” she asked. Then she turned back at him. “Wait, you even told my dad?”

“Of course”, Shinichi answered like it was as clear as a day. “With my luck, you would have done something with your father, and it would have ruined my plans. But you should have seen him…” He grimaced like trying to perform her father and change his voice. “But you are better to bring Ran back before eight, and if you plan to do something stupid to her, I’m going to make you pay…”

It made Ran giggle even though her giggle sounded wrong, but she couldn’t care less. Actually, she felt pretty happy to laugh at something after everything. “Oh, I don’t know if I should feel ashamed because of him or what”, she said eventually. “I mean… He had known you like forever. What he is thinking?”

Shinichi hummed. “Well, maybe all the fathers are like that”, he said, and then looked at her with a mischievous smile. “But I almost want to see his face when you tell him that I’m your soulmate.”

Ran smiled. “Shinichi…”

“Come on, you know he doesn’t like me”, Shinichi continued, and Ran rolled her eyes again. “I bet he had dreamed of a day that I would just disappear, but instead I’m your soulmate, inevitable bad that stays in your life, making his hairs turn in grey… I bet he dyes his hair to hide them...”

Ran laughed and nudged him. “He doesn’t!” she said and leaned against Shinichi like she used to do. This time it felt weird because she was a little bigger and taller than him, but it didn’t matter. “Besides, I would never want to lose you from my life.”

And why would she? Even if they wouldn’t have been soulmates, she would love him the way he was. They got many goods and… well, some bad times together, but she wouldn’t exchange any of them for anything.

If he would disappear, she would probably lose half of her with him.

“That’s bad news for your father”, Shinichi said.

Ran smiled. “I didn’t ask his opinion.”

He let out a hum as an answer. Then he sighed. “Well, I did much to make sure that I could have taken you out to eat, but I think I need to cancel the reservation since we are like this…”

Taking her out to eat? Ran raised herself and looked at him, feeling her cheeks warming up. Her brain made the image of him and her, in the restaurant, eating in the candlelight…

He turned to her and grinned. “Or maybe you can treat me? In the end, I’m you and you are me.”

Ran stared at him, and she was surprised how he had made that familiar, boyish look on her face.

But boyish or not, she still slapped him on the shoulder, making him only laugh. “In your dreams”, she answered and turned away, pretending to be offended. Yet, she was still overwhelmed by the fact that Shinichi had planned to take her out. It made her excited, and almost immediately it changed to disappointment because it won’t happen. At least not today. And of course, she agreed with him, but it didn’t mean that she wouldn’t have loved to go.

It would have been a perfect birthday.

“But I would have loved to go”, she said shyly.

“Hmmm”, Shinichi hummed as an answer, making her a little more nervous. “Well, maybe… when this over? Another day?”

Ran smiled but didn’t dare to face him. “That sounds amazing”, she answered.

“But there is another part of your birthday gift”, he continued, and it made Ran look at him. “ I thought to give it to you at the restaurant, but… Well,” he said and she looked down just to see how he offered her that little box. “Happy birthday, Ran.”

She smiled. “Thank you, Shinichi”, she answered and offered her hands, letting him give the box to her. She looked at it happily. She couldn’t wait to see what there would be…

“But if you’re okay with it, could you… open it when we are ourselves again?”

Ran turned to look at Shinichi. He got a little weird expression on his face when he looked at the box in her hands. “Why?” she asked confused and then glanced at the box. “I was so eager to see what there would be.”

“I know”, Shinichi answered and hesitated. “But…” He looked away for a moment like there were something he wanted to say, but for some reason, he couldn’t. When Ran was almost asking what was wrong with him, he turned back to her, and that boyish, mischievous smile came back to his face. “But it’s so weird to look at my own face with your expressions”, he answered with a grin.

Ran inhaled. “Excuse me?” she asked, though it didn’t come out as highly tone as she had thought - well, thanks to Shinichi’s voice.

“Isn’t it weird to you?” he asked and looked a little confused. “I mean I’m used to looking at your face, but right now, I’m looking at mine and it got weird expressions I’m not used to seeing”, he explained. Then he grinned. “Though I have to admit, I’m looking pretty handsome in your eyes…”

She gave another slap on his shoulder.

“Just joking, joking”, he laughed. It made Ran smile, but she turned to look at the box. She felt how her cheeks were burning because of his comment. She wouldn’t like to admit it to him - or anyone else -, but he wasn’t wrong. In her eyes, he was handsome. But she didn’t like him just because he was good-looking. He had many good traits, even though there were some bad ones…

“Fine”, she answered and put the box on the table. She was still eager to see what there was, but if Shinichi wished her to open it a little later, she could wait.

Then she leaned back to the back of the couch, and after a moment, she smiled and let herself lean against his shoulder again. “You know what?”

“Mmm?”

“I’m happy that it was you.”

“You are?” He sounded surprised.

It made Ran lose her smile a little bit. “Aren’t you?” she asked.

“I didn’t say that”, Shinichi answered. “But… you seemed to be in a big shock when you realized that you were in my body.”

“Well, who wouldn’t be surprised to find themselves in someone else’s body?” she asked. “And it would have been much more shocking to find myself in someone else’s body.”

She could feel how Shinichi moved a little bit, but since it was only a small movement, she didn’t move away. “Well, you’re right, it could have been worse”, he said eventually. “At least you got to be someone handsome…”

Ran rolled her eyes and looked at her hand - or more precisely, Shinichi’s hand. “I wonder if you have any strength in you,” she said while pressing her hand in a fist and open a few times, like wondering... “Right now I feel like that ego of yours needs a good punch…”

He let out a laugh. “I’m lucky to be weak”, he said. “And your body is probably more used to karate kicks, so probably your punches wouldn’t hurt that much than usual.”

Ran let out a short laugh. “You’re not weak, you know”, she said eventually.

“Mmm”, he hummed. Ran smiled before she let the hand be and closed her eyes. She felt so comfortable on there, in peace, in silence, and leaning against that familiar shoulder… Well, part of her was still aware that familiar shoulder was hers and not really his, but… with him, it was enough. They were still close, and even though they were in different bodies, she still sensed his presence. And she couldn’t tell why, but she was pretty sure that whatever form or body Shinichi would take, she would always sense him, no matter what.

Hah, swapping bodies! Now, that she thought about the day and all those mishaps that had happened, it made her smile. Maybe it was easy to smile at them now, and maybe later they would even laugh at them together, but it had been an interesting day so far. One kind of adventure, something she would have never guessed to happen.

But sometimes it felt like everything was possible when they were together. And with Shinichi, every day was an adventure.

#ShinRanWeek2022 #ShinRan #Day 7: Soulmates AU #Shinichi Kudo #Ran Mouri #Detective Conan #Fanfiction

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justaredheadf1fan · 2 years

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Singapore, I... have no words

That didn't start the way we expected it to, did it now?

I mean, delayed for 1 hour, starting behind the Safety Car... For the first time since working on this island, today was the race I could watch from start to finish and this shit happens. I feel as lucky as Charles must feel this season 🥲

I'll have to finish watching and editing this post after work as usual then, so I will for now comment on the beginning of the race and I'll keep up while reading on Twitter what's going on after I leave to do nothing at the Reception.

(I've ended up watching it and obviously posting today, Monday, after work also but on a much more normal fashion than yesterday, last night I was beat).

Thank God for Kevin Magnussen, that was wild! And the only good thing about this start, fucking Pérez and Sainz.

Zhou stopping at an escape... I hope we don't get a VSC... Latifi didn't see him... Oh my God. WTF NOW A SAFETY CAR!? Aaaaaand Checo doing illegal things? That's suspicious. And what about Pierre moving aside for Flopstappen? Fuck's sake.

Fernando decided today that it was the day he was gonna mess with Crystappen and keep him behind and I'm actually here for it. After a little while, Alonso ended up losing the engine and giving us a VSC too. Way to celebrate your 350th, dude 😂

Albon hitting the wall straight on, let's hope no SC comes out.... But I bet I'm so wrong. Shit, VSC. Here we go. So, until now we got 3 retired drivers and almost a 4th, if I'm correct? Yes, indeed.

And now Estie Bestie is done... Jesus fucking Christ what the fuck happened yesterday!? His car failed. Another VSC? Less than 5 laps and we've had 3 incidents?

Lewis intimidating Carlos is sending me. He was hunter mode yesterday 🥲

Can Verstappen be decent for once? Not because I care about Lando, because I don't even give a crap, but man learn how to drive. AND LEWIS CRASHES NOOOOOOOOO!!! SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT!!!!

AND NOW YUKI NOOOOOO WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!!!!! NOT A SAFETY CAR FOR FUCK'S SAKE! Only Lando and Daniel benefited from this, at least we got some good news for Danny boy.

Now the countdown begins for the end of the race after all that time lost. Good God.

AND CRYSTAPPEN GOES OFF TRACK AND ALMOST CRASHES!!!! YES!!!! Pity that he didn't retire but CLOSE ENOUGH!!!!

And Checo being "investigated" (yeah, right) for messing with the SC. Like we didn't know from the beginning what was gonna happen.

Ah, crap George and Mick touched. Both needed to pit because they had some part messed up. And now the comment I saw George made while trying to pass Mick. I don't see anything wrong with it, I think is just a comment you make at a time like that and that's it. No disrespect towards Mick, no negative tone, he's just frustrated and that's it. Unlike other drivers (yes, Fernando, I'm actually looking at you).

So Checo didn't put anybody at risk playing around the SC, but how much any of you are willing to bet that if that had been Lewis he'd have received the biggest penalty available for that kind of infringement? Yep, thought so.

Lewis!? Jesus, what is going on today... He was so focused on taking advantage of Seb's mistake and he messed it up... Damn. Fortunately, this is ending. Good thing at least that Cheatstappen couldn't take on Seb, he's not that good.

Anyway, so what the fuck. I'm just looking forward to Suzuka. I'm not gonna even watch the podium or interviews, I'm done for the day.

Peace out!

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rawraminirawr · 9 months

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Today was supposed to be a big deal. (For me at least) But something happened and now I can't celebrate or do any of what I had been planning for weeks. It's my one year Vella-versary, and I'm so sad because I won't get this week or this day back. Just as I won't get back that other (even more special) day earlier this week.

A year ago today, I hit the publish button and published my first Episode. I summoned and gathered the courage to put my writing out there for the world to see and took a leap.

I went from writing two books/series (that I wasn't even sure I would ever do anything with) to working on drafts for six and publishing the first drafts of four of the six in serialized format as I write them.

I may not be getting even remotely close to as many reads as some authors do on the same platform, but a year ago I didn't have any. And honestly, I've just been proud of myself for following through on something and not quitting, for even having the courage to do this to begin with.

This month (for the first time since last July when I discovered Vella) I haven't published any new episodes at all or promoted any of my stories. So I don't have any reads, not a single one for all of July. I was originally okay with that as I spent the end of June and early July focusing on writing for fun again and building up content to be able to publish (and actually schedule in advance) episodes more consistently, without having to worry so much about the looming deadlines I always end up setting for myself.

AND I wasn't worried about it because I had planned to at least promote my existing, ongoing stories, my 50+ live Episodes the week of my Vella-versary (this week) and celebrate on my social media and the (new'ish) author pages I finally set up. But THAT, goddamnit...is what led to this emotional mental rollercoaster I've been on for the last six days, and the reason I couldn't promote this week and am not celebrating now (like I originally planned). I still had one more author page, one more platform I needed to work on and reestablish myself after being hacked/my accounts stolen back in November. And when I tried to do so, I saw something I didn't know about, something that blindsided me and ripped my heart in two, causing everything to crumble and come crashing down around me.

I haven't been able to write or even edit a single word of an episode for any of my stories since then. I wasn't able to work on the promotional stuff I needed to finish and get ready for this week/today. And now I can't even stand to be on that one social media platform (or any of them now really) and I didn't even finish getting it up and going. I'm still not doing so great mentally and emotionally, and now I feel like I'm stuck in a rut. To make matters even worse, I woke up two mornings ago with a horrible stiff neck and back. Couldn't hardly turn my head and I couldn't move very well and when I move certain ways it causes spasms or some of the muscles to feel like they are seizing up. By yesterday morning I had pain and problems with my left shoulder and arm in addition to my neck and back. Uggggh.

It's been such a shitty week and I feel like I just can't win. And of course, now I can't do anything on my laptop until my neck and back are a little better, so even if I could focus enough to work on my stories or promote, physically I just can't right now. Using my phone to even write this is difficult. But I need to vent.

This is the only platform I feel comfortable venting on. So here I am...wishing I could scream until my voice gives out because crying for days didn't help, and I still feel like this.

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harrysmimi · 2 years

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Do You Also Remember?

Synopsis: Harry and YN have mutual friends and they decide to meet after years.

NOT PROOFREAD

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It was three years later that Harry and his friends were finally going to be able to see each other.

After graduation, everyone have either got married or moved to different countries. Harry have done neither of those. He stayed in London. He was going to get married but he found out his partner was cheating on him the day after he proposed which was a stinger. All his friends were finally back in London with their kids and partners for Christmas.

Three years doesn't sound like a long time, nor it felt like it has been very long but the change in everything and everyone made it feel and look like a very long time. Mainly because their Friend Group Chat was still alive like it was made yesterday. They all managed to keep it alive and still be in touch with eachother.

Harry have already met up with Niall and Louis, it was just Liam, amd Brielle left who were yet to get to London. Those were not all of his friends, there was another friend, YN.

She was youngest out of all of them but she was the one who introduced Brielle to Liam and from there everyone got into a big group. YN used to be very out going and bubbly. She knew her seniors and was friends with them actually that should say a lot about her. Plus she was very sweet and kind. But now she hardly ever talks in the group chat. It is weird to see her like that but she occasionally engages herself in conversations which no one caught on but Harry always did.

They dated for almost a year after all. But they broke up when he graduated and had to go live in Japan for half a year. None of them wanted to break up but situations were making it more and more miserable so both of them decided to call it quits on their romantic relationship. He haven't talked to her much since, or anyone from the group really.

But anyway, rest of the gang was in town and they crashed at Harry's his house was the closest to the airport and he lived alone in a huge ass house all by himself. What better way to celebrate Christmas?

Their little kids were having a great time tearing down his Christmas tree. Harry did not mind at all. He loved his tiny godchildren, he can sacrifice not one but many Christmas trees for them. Just two little lads, Bear and Freddie were enough to make a huge ruckus.

"Hey," it was Niall whining when one of the kids jumped up on him using him as their personal trampoline. Harry laughed as he helped his friends in kitchen.

"Did YN call?" Brielle enquired.

"I don't know," Harry shrugged.

"Yeah, ow—" Niall whined again but he continued talking, "she said she's got some last minute work to do so she wouldn't be able to make it tonight."

"What, she's got work during holiday?" Liam sounded surprised.

"Yeah, I think she works freelance." Maya shared, "I was talking to her the other day and she said she could like edit my pictures and stuff for me."

"Yup, and definitely makes more money than any of us." Louis laughed.

"How do you know?" Harry asked.

"She's got a huge ass house, bigger than yours, she lives in with her two cats." Louis explained.

"How do you all know so much about her and I don't?" Niall gasped, "I though her and I were best friends."

"Like she ever talks to anyone of us as much as she does to you," Amelia rolled her eyes as she helped setting up the table.

"Harry why don't you call her and ask her to come over, we can wait for her." Maya suggested.

"I—you want me to call her?" He stuttered.

"Whoa Mr. Attitude, call her," Louis commented. "And didn't you two had a lovie-dovie thing back then?"

"I just— there is no point in arguing here," he sighed and grabbed his phone heading out to the living room. He called YN.

"Hello?" Her voice rang through his phone as soon as she answered his call. Honestly, Harry thought he have forgotten her voice but it was like he just talked to her yesterday.

"Hey," he started, "aren't you going to come to dinner today?"

"I, I, Uhhh— I've got some work so I really can't make it. I'm sorry but next time..." Her voice trailed off as she was done stuttering through jer guilt of turning down his dinner invite with other friends.

"Can't you like take a small break? I'm sure your boss will understand." He suggested.

"I work for myself," she chuckled, "that's why I've been putting off this, this uhhhh— project. You know how much I procrastinate."

Yeah, she never procrastinated of all he knew. All of her work in college was done two days before due date and she was one of those top students academically. She was straight up lying there and Harry caught it. He didn't wanted to push her though, if she doesn't want to come she doesn't have to.

"Oh it's okay then," he said, "but we'll be going to get breakfast tomorrow as well if you'd like to join. I'll send you the address, yeah?"

"Yeah," she agreed, "see you tomorrow then."

"Yeah," he repeated before he hang up. He texted her the place they all have decided for breakfast next day immediately.

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Harry honestly was not expecting her to show up for breakfast. She was first one to reach there before Harry, everyone else were busy getting their kids ready so Harry left early.

"Hello, goodmorning." Harry greeted her.

"Mornin'!" She chirped. He noticed a stroller with the blinds on to shade whoever was sleeping in there from sun.

"Who do we got here?" He asked sitting right in front of her.

"Oh that's, that's Tara my daughter." YN shared. "She just fell asleep."

And that made his heart shatter into tiny little pieces.

"That's an adorable name," he still smiled, "can I get a peek if you don't mind?"

"Yeah!" YN nodded and removed the blinds from the stroller. She looks just like YN as she's fast asleep, now he remembers when YN had showed him her childhood pictures and it was the same person!

"She's very adorable." Harry looked back YN.

"Thanks!" She smiled an awkward smile.

"I didn't know you had boyfriend."

"Oh no, I don't. I got married and then divorced." She shared, "what about you? I know we haven't talked in a long while."

"Yeah, pretty much the same, didn't got to get married though nor do I have a kid yet." He said.

"Oh no I'm sorry, what happened?"

"She was cheating on me, thanks to Brie she caught her on time." Harry sighed.

"Oh," was YN's awkward reaction but Harry didn't find it awkward at all. That's the truth why be awkward about it.

"What does her name mean?" He asked.

"Star. It means star." YN smiled glancing over the stroller as she noticed slightest flinch from her baby, she moved the stroller back and forth for a moment.

"She looks just like you," he complimented earning a smile sheepish from her. "What happened with you and your ex-husband?"

Just as YN was about to go on with her story she was interrupted by the rest of them arriving. Luckily both the kids were very tame today, also luckily the place wasn't crowded and they got the table big enough for all of them. They all met YN and Tara, she was up by all the ruckus everyone was making, especially Louis and Niall. They all ordered together.

"She is so adorable YN, I wanna steal her!" Brielle gushed over the little baby in YN's lap with still sleepy eyes trying to comprehend where she exactly is.

"How old is she?" Maya asked.

"She'll be one on first of February." YN shared.

"Oh, Harry you found a birthday twin!" Niall announced.

"Yeah," Harry cooed looking at the little girl now staring back at him with doe eyes. Seeing Harry smile she shied away behind her hands making everyone coo.

"We should all go to London eye I haven't been there before and then go for shopping?" Brielle suggested.

"You've been to London eye before? Did you even lived here for three years?" Liam looked very surprised.

"I was architect student Liam, I hardly got time to sleep!" Brielle rolled her eyes.

When food was served, Tara did not wanted to get off of her Mummy's lap. She was not trying to be subtle at all, stealing the strawberries from Harry's plate of pancakes. Even stealing bits of waffles from her mum's plate.

YN didn't notice Tara was actually taking from Harry's plate until he moved the dish closer to her so it is easier for her to take whatever she wanted.

"Oh Tara no," YN stopped her, "I am sorry."

"No it's alright, she's nust taking the strawberries." Harry waved her apology off offering Tara a small of strawberry himself.

"Awh! Tara hou can eat all of my food," Brielle suggested still gushing over the chunky baby in her friend's lap.

Tara was too busy stealing berries from her new friend's plate to pay mind to anyone in the room. By the end of the meal she had made a big mess of her cardigan, hands and her mouth. She looked adorable though now that she is fully awake. YN had to change her up in the car so she told everyone to go ahead and not wait for her but Harry did. Well, he had to as Niall took his car.

"Nice car by the way," Harry leaned by the closed door of passenger seat, open back door acted like a barrier.

Now Harry got the gist of how rich she actually is, with a custom Range Rover with a custom wrap on it. It would cost him a fortune but he's happy for her. He's definitely sure she has turned her dream to be an editor into her full time job. Plus she's been working since she was in college. He's very proud of her.

"Thank you," YN smiled.

"So what happened?" He asked bringing up the conversation from earlier.

"It's awkward and dumb." She shrugged.

"No it's not, I dunno what happened but it wouldn't be dumb. Awkward? Maybe yes, but mot dumb." He assured her.

"After we broke up I went back home for a week. My dumbass forgot I had fading hickeys my mother noticed." She started explaining, "they got to that I'm obviously you know, yeah, so their first instinct was to get me married before they sent me back to complete my studies. He didn't wanted me to be pregnant and have Tara, accused me that she is not his child even before she was born. So I filed for divorce which my parents did not approve of either so I ditched everyone and everything and moved back here. Had her and now we live happily here."

"I'm sorry," Harry crooned sadly, "but did you not tell your parents about me?"

"I wanted to," she glanced him for a brief moment which enough for him to know what she was implying on. She was done changing up Tara and she was now all bundled up in another cardigan, and a puffer with a frog beanie. New pair of tiny sock-shoes on her tiny feet to keep them warm. She was strapped into her car seat.

"Get in. Or are you going to walk?" YN asked.

"Oh yeah," Harry rushed and got into the passenger seat. YN caught on sudden shift in his mood and overall vibe.

"You okay?" She asked.

"Yeah, just, just—" he sighed, "I'm sorry this all happened because of me." Harry felt guilty as he was definitely the cause of those hickeys on her as they were still sleeping together a week before they called it quits for real.

"You've got nothing to be sorry about. Do you remember we ended things on good terms? So it's all fine." She assured him.

"You had to go through so much, you didn't deserve that." He looked down at his lap fiddling with his fingers.

"I got the most wonderful daughter though, that's what I like to focus on now." She smiled looking over at him once she stopped at a red light.

"Why did you stopped talking to all of us out of nowhere?" He asked, "no wait, that was a dumb question."

"I really did not get the time to. My ex-husband and in-laws were absolute assholes plus I wanted to keep working." She still explained, "and I moved back to India immediately after I graduated so the time difference was crazy."

"Mhmm I see." He nodded.

The whole ride, Tara was babbling and cooing, Harry made up random conversations with her as if they're sharing secret tea which YM was obviously not a part of.

Entire day, Tara was being way to cute and interacting with everyone, especially with Harry. He's a charmer obviously, even little babies swoon over him. For the longest she was clung to him like a koala everywhere they went. The best part for her was that Harey wasn't tired of carrying her around, as if he have four kids at home.

She was of course spoiled by her uncles and aunties everyone got her little presents and toys. Even Harry did. It was going to a pain for YN as she's definitely going to litter the house with those toys. But allas everyone went back to Harry's, cooked together and had a massive feast.

YN was last to stay with Brielle to help Harry around. But Brielle ended up leaving as her long distance boyfriend was in town. YN was just leaving too.

Harry walked her out to her car waited for her until she was done strapping a sleeping Tara into her car seat. She was definitely going to sleep tight tonight with how much she got to enjoy and crawl around and play.

"Will see you on Christmas then?" He asked.

"Yeah," YN nodded, "I take a week off so yes."

Harry nodded as he was at lost of things to say until YN closed the back door, "YN?"

"Hmm?"

"Do you also remember that we broke things off saying if we get a chance we'd get back together?" He asked.

Now this has been on his mind ever since everyone made plans to get together for Christmas. He missed her all of a sudden.

When he broke his phone and had to go back to his old one until he got a new, he found all their pictures together. Some very private, some with friends and many of them just cuddling and random videos of them fooling around all alone, especially cycling around the neighborhood late at night like maniacs.

It was probably stupid, but he had hold onto the change of them getting back together for his life. He did tried to move on but what he do when she had his whole heart with her? He was actually grateful that he never got to marry the girl he was with after her. It felt really juvenile to not be able to move on when all he used to do before he met YN was sleep around with random people, never gave committing to someone a chance. But when he did, he did not wanted to back off. Not even for his life.

"Yes, I, I do." She nodded and he looked at her with hopeful patient eyes, "but Harry I don't know if we could. I, I've got a daughter now and she's my first priority right now."

"I never wanted to be your first priority love." He shook his head, "but it's okay. At least I can make peace with myself that I made an effort to ask you."

"You're making me feel bad now." She sighed, her eyes brimmed with tears.

"You don't have to. Remember we ended on good terms," he smiled, "but my offer still stands," at this point he's just messing with her in attempt to not make her cry.

"You're hilarious?" It was more of a question than a statement.

"Am I?" He smirked, "at least you still find me funny."

"God you're annoying." She groaned sniffling on her tears. "But you know Harry on a serious note, I have a baby now."

"I know, and she's as adorable as you if not." He smiled leaning on his side on YN's car, he still stood half a feet taller than her and she literally always had to look up at him when talking. "I'm not asking us to pick up where we left. Just a little date maybe? We can go get coffee or something." He casually pushed YN's hair behind her shoulder like he was used to doing all the time as he spoke, she stared at him as she thought about what he said. And to Harry she looked even more gorgeous with red tones under the skin of her cheeks and nose due to cold weather, beige beanie with a white pompom on top of her head. He gave her glasses a slight push over the bridge of her nose as he waited patiently for her answer.

"You sure you're fine with this? I come with a child now." She shrugged giving sheepish look by the choice of her own words.

"I don't mind having her in my life, she's a part of you why would I mind having her." He said casually.

"Okay."

"Okay, as in I've got a date?" He asked getting excited.

"Yeah." She nodded.

"Oh god," he sighed happily and next thing she new his lips were on hers, but he was quick to pull away, "I'm sorry—" but he was cut off with YN pulling him in for another kiss slotting their lips together for longer than a kiss should last. Harry pulled away chuckled softly as he rested his forehead on hers, "I'll pick you up tomorrow by five?"

"Mhmm." YN of course agreed and was rewarded with yet another kiss from him.

Harry's got a date with YN!

N O T E :

I died a little writing this 🥺 and I kinda wanna turn into a small blurb series if y'all want me to write anything based on similar context.

You can let me know in the comments or DM me anytime. ❤️

#harry styles #harry styles fanfiction #fanfic #fanfiction #harry styles x you #harry styles x reader #x reader #harry styles fic #harry styles x y/n #boyfriendrry #boyfriend!harry

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beomglocks · 3 years

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happy (very) 'belated' father’s day

summary : the only father willing to come to the dinner

pairing : dilf neighbor!soobin x (legal)!reader x beomgyu (?)

warnings & other: i wrote the day after fathers day, the title is edited bc im posting this like WAY later LOL, threesome (?), degradation, some beomgyu (no incest), sub!beomgyu if you squint like really fucking hard, definitely not a normal relationship, slight exhibitionism, some possessiveness, DON’T read if you’re uncomfortable with age gaps, edit: REwriting this, this one is for the dilf soobin stans, eat up, don't say i don't feed yall, enjoy <3, kind of proofread

w/c : ~4k

you realize it now.

after living side by side with mr. choi soobin and his son, beomgyu, for a couple of weeks, you’ve started to realize something quite interesting.

1. your mother has a liking for tall lean men.

2. she also has a liking for trying to set you up with the tall lean mens’ son.

now, you wouldn't say you're exactly opposed to getting close to beomgyu. he's conventionally attractive and he seems like a nice boy but you're very much more attracted to the one who created him. it made sense after all.

"give these to mr. choi for me?" your mother all but shoves the roses and chocolates in your arms. you look down quizzically at such gifts. "it's not valentine's day.." you trail off.

you have a strange feeling that soobin would be put off by such acts, not seeming to be as out there as your mother. she doesn't care.

"it's fathers day..well it was...yesterday," she shrugs, fixing her bombshell red lipstick. why was she doing herself up? well a certain mr. choi was coming over.

despite the fact that your own father was out of the picture, that didn't stop your mom from wanting to celebrate every holiday in existence. unfortunately, the only willing father in town to partake in your mother's antics was mr. choi.

he liked to rile her up, you notice. soobin liked to toy with your mother's clear affection towards him, just as he did you. he also liked to throw it in your face sometimes. you didn't say what you observed but you knew he liked to make her feel wanted by a much younger, much more handsome man.

without another word, you decide to give the outlandish gifts to your neighbor. you sigh, looking down at the gifts. some assorted chocolates, nice flower arrangements, and what seems to be a sealed note? you want to roll your eyes but a part of you wonders if soobin would really like these kinds of things.

when you get to the door and ring the bell, the door swings open and there's stands the man himself. he's more put together than you at the moment so you feel out of place even at the front step of his house.

"always a pleasant surprise~" he smiles. his eyes trail down to the gifts in your arms. "for me?" his eyes grow wide and his pouty lips, the ones which you suddenly can't stop staring at since they seemed to be stained cherry red, lay slightly agape.

"from my mom," you deadpan, holding the gifts out. "she's generous~" "overbearing," you correct. "we seem to have different views then," he shrugs. "where's my gift from you though? this can't be all," he ponders in faux thought.

you smile shyly, looking down in embarrassment. "what did you get me baby?" he teasingly leans down closer to you to properly see your face. "could it be perhaps-"

before soobin can place a hand on you, beomgyu comes from downstairs. he's looking sharp, which suits him a lot, you admit. his hair is parted, giving you a teasing view of his forehead. regardless of the fact that he's wearing casual clothes, a stark contrast from his father who dawns an all black attire, beomgyu still manages to make it work for him.

"we'll be seeing you at the dinner," soobin clears his throat, noticing your apparent staring at his son. you can tell that he feels off put by your slight attraction to beomgyu. however small or minuscule it may be its still there to him.

the dinner goes almost exactly how you thought it would. soobin and your mother hit it off, talking about whatever they could to distract themselves from their children for a while. to your surprise soobin barely interacts with you. he seems too occupied with entertaining your mom to pay you any mind.

you're not sure why but this bothers you. beomgyu is occupied in the bathroom at the moment so you can't help but glance in their direction every couple of seconds. your mom is currently leaning against soobin's broad shoulder, laughing at something he's previously said. so he’s a comedian.

you watch as he looks down at her with a satisfied smile on his face. you bite the inside on your cheek and as if on cue, soobin looks up in your direction and smirks. it's almost as if he's taunting you. you bite down harder until you taste something metallic in your mouth.

you're not sure where this feeling of jealously is coming from and you know it's not healthy but you can't help it. maybe you've gotten too attached to your older neighbor in these past couple of weeks.

beomgyu comes out of the restroom with a sigh, walking back into the living room where you are. he can feel a weird tension in your general area but decides not to comment on it. suddenly you stand up, catching beomgyu off guard.

"come on beomgyu!" you say loud enough for everyone to hear especially soobin. the man in question practically pauses in speech midway to look over at you and his son. he eyes you both, mainly giving you a glare that will be engraved in your mind but you don't care. he needs a taste of his own medicine.

"come on let's go to my room, i need to show you something~" you urge him along. meanwhile, you say those words while staring straight at soobin. you hear your mom assure him that it's ok, "the kids are doing their own thing." you knew you were being childish and petty but if soobin wanted to fuck around with you this is what he would have to deal with as well.

you drag beomgyu along to your room who seems quite eager to be in this position. all he knows is that there's a weird tension between you and his father but that's as far as his knowledge goes.

when you both arrive at your room you close the door behind you and lean back on it. "is everything alright?" beomgyu hesitantly asks. you sigh, ushering him along to sit on the bed with you. he looks around subtly at all the little items in your room. everything seems to reflect you well, in his opinion. "well.." you try to stall.

you look up at him through your lashes. "you like me right?" beomgyu stares at you with wide eyes, "i-i mean yeah?" he stutters at your boldness.

"then lets try something," you smile at him, casually pulling your shirt over your head. "let's see how long it takes for your dad to come see us in this position," you say to yourself.

soobin doesn't need to be a rocket scientist to know what's going on here. he knows you're being a brat on purpose but he doesn't care because it makes it all the more fun. he will say he's surprised that you're using beomgyu, his own son, to get to him.

at first, he was getting annoyed with how you seemed to take a liking for his son which is why he wanted to rile you up by seeming extra interested in whatever your mom had to say. now, however, he knew he had a plan for that. you were not going to outsmart him, he wouldn't allow it and he would just have to put you in your place.

"excuse me but i need to use your restroom," soobin makes up a bullshit excuse to get to where you are. "oh of course!" your mom nods at him, instructing him towards the one upstairs. perfect.

"ill just finish up the dinner then!" your mother offers. "great that's enough time to put this slut in her place," he thinks. he smiles at your mom heading for upstairs.

"beomgyu you look like you just saw a ghost," you chuckle lightly, looking down at him. "y/n," he groans at the sight of only seeing you in your bra. he reaches up to grab your breasts, fondling them as delicately as possible. "you can be rough," you offer.

without even bothering to knock on the door, soobin opens it to see you both on the bed in a lewd position. you shirtless on top of beomgyu. he sucks his teeth when you both look back in alarm at the door being burst open. "y/n," he chuckles, almost sadistically.

you can already see the look in his eyes and suddenly you feel bad for not only yourself but beomgyu as well. you try to subtly grab your shirt again in shame but soobin's glare stops you. "what do you think you're doing little slut?" he folds his arms over his chest. not even caring that beomgyu is in the room, he walks over to you and grabs your hair causing you to yelp in surprise.

"s-sir.." soobin narrows his eyes at you then they flit over to beomgyu. "sit over there," he motions to the beanbag in the corner of the room. "i want you to learn something from this." without another word, beomgyu scrambles over to the seat, his heart beating in fear and excitement strangely.

you feel heat rising up your neck and to your cheeks as well as your dripping pussy. "don't be embarrassed, im sure this was your plan all along," soobin tsks, shoving your face down into the sheets. you breathe out when he rips the skirt and underwear from your body without a second thought. the racy thong that was supposed to be his surprise for father's day discarded in a second.

"soobin-" a smack to your ass. "that's not my name."

he doesn't even give you a chance to correct yourself, messing with your sticky juices before entering his cold fingers into your hole. you try to stifle your moan by burying your head further into the sheets.

"god you're so wet," soobin comments. he slowly moves his finger in and out for a while, practically torturing you with how meticulous and slow he's being. "please," you whine pathetically. "please what?" he slows his movements to stare at you with a raised eyebrow.

"please f-fuck me, please, i need your cock," you beg shamelessly. beomgyu breathes heavily, trying to forget about his growing boner but not being able to ignore it. he painfully wants to do something about it but he's not sure if he's allowed to touch himself.

he opts for subtly dragging his hand to his clothed crotch and palming himself through his pants, as uncomfortable as it is. in the meantime, soobin rids himself of his own pants, shaking his head.

he lightly smacks your throbbing pussy and you jolt. "do you seriously think you deserve it? fuck, look at you, can’t wait to be fucked like a bitch in heat~" you whine, wiggling your ass wordlessly in his face to hopefully get what you want.

soobin rubs your clit with narrowed eyes, making sure beomgyu is watching. he could care less that beomgyu is touching himself. he drags some of your cum from your hole to your clit and sighs. "alright then.."

he aligns himself with your hole and without another word slips his cock in with ease, completely bottoming out.

you want to scream at how big he is but you're only left with ragged pants as you know you're unable to make any loud noises. it seriously feels like you could be torn apart at any minute but you love the feeling of soobin’s cock filling you out.

"you're so tight seriously," soobin breathes. he can barely move at first. the way his dick fits inside of your pussy perfectly. he almost wants to comment about how you were practically made for him. he's sure if he flips you over right now, he would see the outline of his cock in your womb.

after waiting a bit for you to adjust to his length he finally starts moving. "shit-" he breathes. you have to grip the sheets to stop yourself from yelling. soobin's hands find their way to your waist and when you look to the side just for a split second you can see beomgyu fighting for his life to not moan out loud.

"look beomgyu-" soobin says in between jagged breaths. "if you wanna fuck around with his pathetic slut this is how you treat her." a moan gets caught in your throat when soobin pounds into you at once. "ah- i-" a part of you wants to apologize and is trying to but he won't give you a chance to speak.

"isn't that right my slutpuppy? did you have something to add?" at the sound of the nickname your walls tighten around him and he sends a harsh smack to your ass. "you're enjoying this aren't you?" he rolls his eyes and sighs heavily.

soobin thrusts start getting faster and faster, beomgyu watching with his mouth agape at his father kissing and sucking at your neck to muffle his own moans. beomgyu can only bite his lip and noises from his throat barely pass his lips as he reaches his high.

soobin growls at seeing your eyes focus on beomgyu so he starts slamming his cock into you at an animalistic pace and you think you might break.

beomgyu bucks into his hand as he cums from the sound and sight of skin slapping added with the tiny noises you'd make. not too long after you feel yourself shudder, unable to warn soobin that you had come you squeeze your eyes shut and let out a whine instead.

"fuck- ok baby," soobin understands as soon as your walls squeeze around him. he pants a couple a times and as soon as he reaches his high he pulls out, pumping his cock to let his cum shoot out on your ass.

"s-sir," you moan. "shhh it's ok." soobin sighs heavily, coming down from his own high to tend to your broken state. he looks over at beomgyu, who's head is lulled to the side as he gazes at your sweat and semen covered body.

soobin sucks his teeth deciding not to say anything to the boy and let him chill for a minute. he shrugs his pants back on and carries you in his arms to the nearest bathroom.

you cozy up to his warm embrace, letting out a sigh. "baby we need to clean you off.." you hear him whisper. you almost completely forget that there's a dinner that's supposed to be happening and you cant just go to sleep with soobin like you'd want.

a sudden coldness hits your body and you shiver. "ok," you agree. his cum is already starting to dry on you and you want nothing more than to be cleaned like he offers. you're not sure how you'll explain your change of clothes to your mom but you're sure you'll come up with something later.

no words need to be spoken after what happened and you're glad because you're not sure what to say. soobin doesn't seem keen on talking at the moment either, too focused on cleaning you off, so you decide to stay quiet.

it's silent in the bathroom until you both hear your mother all out. "dinner's ready!"

you chuckle, breaking the silence as soobin looks up at you with a questioning eyebrow. “happy father’s day.”

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"The Sean Hotchner effect" (Spencer Reid / Reader)

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Requested: Yes

Summary: Spencer is jealous 'cos reader (and the rest of the female team) thinks Hotchner's younger brother is hot.

Warnings: Cursing

Category: Fluff

Word count: 4,5K

A/N: I can' believe I actually wrote a fic! I've been so busy taking care of my grandparents I've just been updating DIWK, 'cos those chapters were long written and edited. Hope you all enjoy this little story, I'll bring you a more next week, hopefully! send you all my love!! be safe babes!

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Working at the BAU, the team was used to seeing the worst of human behavior. Murder scenes, abuse, psychopath, you name it.

That's why seeing the apparition that walked into the bullpen that morning was such a big shock for us, the team's females.

- "What are you doing out of your bunker?"- Elle asked Penelope, who was standing next to my desk. I whipped my head, surprised to see Garcia there, out of the blue, not even looking at us. Instead, her eyes were fixated on someone who wasn't Derek.

- "I was on my way to file the things that I... file?"- Garcia made a pause as Elle and I slowly turned and looked at the guy our tech analyst couldn't stop staring at.

He was gorgeous. Tall, blonde, perfect smile. The kind of guy that could definitely get every girl's attention. We didn't get many of those at the BAU that often, except, of course, for Dr. Spencer Reid. My best friend was hands down the hottest agent in the whole FBI, and I enjoyed having him near. But this guy was completely different.

- "Who is that?"- Elle asked and stood by our side.

- "The Future Mr. Garcia,"- Penelope whispered as the tall young man walked over us and cut us one flirtatious smile. I couldn't help it and returned the smile.

- "Hi"- I smiled and waved- "How can I help you?"

- "Hey. I'm..."

- "Sean!"- Derek Worst time ever Morgan ruined the whole moment as he walked over and took that hot guy away from us. Now at least we knew his name was Sean.

- "You must be looking for your brother."- Morgan said and tapped on his back.

- "Yeah."

- "Right this way"- and that's how that apparition was gone from our lives and directed straight to... Aaron Hotchner's office?

- "Brother as in?"- Elle asked and turned to us, confused- "That's Hotch's brother?!"

- "Maybe Hotch is adopted,"- Garcia whispered, not taking her eyes from Sean until he disappeared behind the door.

- "I feel scammed. We didn't get the hot brother"- I sighed and shook my head- "Well, I might have never solved a case with that smile around the bullpen"- Elle and Penelope giggled, but someone coughed behind my back, and immediately, I knew who he was.

- "Who are you guys talking about?"

Spence Walter Reid was standing right behind my back, and the look in his eyes wasn't as sweet and friendly as I was already used to. He was upset. I just didn't know why.

- "No one"- I lied and looked away.

- "Who were you all staring at?"- Reid asked. I quickly returned to my desk (right in front of his), grabbed a few files, and pretended to be working.

- "Aaron's brother"- Elle explained- "Apparently, we got the wrong Hotchner."

- "Sean?"- Spencer frowned and looked at us- "He just got into Georgetown law school. Maybe he came to pick up his brother to celebrate."

- "Who is gonna celebrate?"- JJ walked over, holding a bunch of folders, and looked at us.

- "Hotch and my future husband"- Garcia sighed and kept looking over at Aaron's door.

- "Sean, Hotch's brother is here, and believe me, he looks nothing like his brother."

Elle smiled and moved a chair across from her desk to make sure she had the best seat in the room to see Sean when he walked out. I shook my head as Elle winked at me.

- "Stop pretending you didn't see him, (Y/N). You were the one who talked to him."

I swear, I could feel Spencer's eyes on me, burning my skin. I slowly turned around and looked at him with a small, innocent smile. But all I got in return was a stern look.

- "I just... wanted to... help him"- I tried to excuse myself, but Elle laughed, and Garcia followed.

- "Sure, babe. He looked like he was hopelessly lost in the BAU. He needed your help to find his brother."- I don't know why Elle was acting like that, but she made sure Spencer would be even more upset than he already was.

- "Stop it! I just asked if he needed any help."

- "Oh! and you would have given him a hand with anything he needed, wouldn't you?"- Elle chuckled and winked again.

- "Oh sweet Jesus, I would. All he has to do is ask, and he..."- Penelope got carried away in second, and she only paused her words when Hotch's door slammed open, and we all looked at Sean storming out of the office.

- "That's Hotch's brother?"- JJ asked, surprised. Elle nodded and literally bit her lips as she stared at him, walking over. Penelope barely even blinked, and I made my best not to make eye contact with him. Instead, I looked at Reid. And he locked eyes in mine, but again, his look was cold.

- "I don't see it"- JJ stared at Sean as he clearly argued with Hotch. I stayed still, sitting behind my desk, looking at the files.

- "You know what?! Don't profile me, Aaron!"- Sean yelled, and I could only imagine Penelope's crush growing bigger with each word that came from his mouth.

- "Now I see it!"- JJ followed Sean with her eyes as he rushed out of the BAU.

- "I hate to see you leave, but I love to watch you walk away."- Penelope whispered, and we all giggled.

- "Do you think Hotch is hiding that ass?"- Elle asked, and I couldn't hold the laughter.

- "I didn't want to think of that!"

- "Oh please!! (Y/N) stop being such a goodie-goodie!!"- Elle smacked my arm and shook her head- "You stared at his ass. Deal with it. You are single! You don't have to pretend you don't see a hot guy when you see one."

- "I saw him. He was cute. I'm just... not... that... affected...."

- "You don't have to pretend,"- Spencer said suddenly and raised an eyebrow- "Your body language indicates that you are nervous. You are blinking rapidly, our pupils are dilated, and you've been bouncing your knees since you sat down. Obviously, Hotch's brother affected you."

I opened my mouth to answer, but Hotch himself interrupted us and announced we had a case. Spencer just kept his eyes on mine for a few more seconds before walking away quickly to the conference room.

- "Looks like pretty boy is jealous,"- Elle teased and stood up too- "I don't know why if he ain't your boyfriend."

- "I know he ain't my boyfriend, and I'm sure he is not jealous. You are all just acting like school girls around a hot guy."- I tried to argue as I stood up and followed them to the conference room.

- "Oh honey, when you see a guy like that, you just can't help it."- Garcia smiled and sighed- "He was the sugar that got me going for the rest of the day."

- "It's only nine am."- JJ added, and Garcia just sighed.

- "That's how good it was."

The case was in Terra Mesa, New Mexico. A clearly angry Hotch announced wheels up in thirty, and we all headed back to our desk to gather our things.

- "Hey, I brought you back your copy of The Illustrated Man"- I walked to Spencer and handed him over his book- "Maybe after the case, we can get a coffee and talk about it."

- "Maybe not"- he grabbed it from my hands and put it on his satchel.

- "Why not?"

- "I don't feel like it."- Spencer avoided looking at me. He just closed his bag and walked away from me.

- "Hey! What did I do?"- I asked him and followed him, but he didn't even look at me.

- "Spencer, I'm talking to you!"

- "And as you can notice, I don't wanna talk to you."

His answer stopped me in my tracks and left me speechless. Spencer got into the elevator and pushed the button to close the door as fast as possible.

He had never acted like that with me. He had never talked to me like that. Shit! He had never been an asshole with me before. I had seen Reid being a jerk with people when he is mad, but he had never been like that with me. And all that just 'cos me, and the girls were a little unprofessional?

Apparently, Spencer was furious with me because during the whole investigation, he kept avoiding me. Of course, it didn't help that Hotch paired me with Reid and Morgan to talk to a young girl who had been abducted from the crime scene.

- "So, pretty girl, I saw you yesterday. Your eyes were shining when you talked to Sean"- Morgan started teasing me the second we got into the SUV.

- "I don't know what you are talking about."- I whispered and looked outside.

- "Oh please, you, Garcia, JJ, even Elle, the four girls were drooling over Hotchner's younger brother."

- "That's not true"- I denied right away- "We were all surprised. I had no idea Hotch had a brother."

And Spencer just snorted at my words.

- "What?"- I turned around and looked at him. He was sitting at the back seat, alone, arms crossed on his chest, avoiding eye contact.

- "Maybe you should stop talking about Hotch's hot brother and focus on the case."- his voice was cold and distant. I tried to read him, but all I could see was anger.

- "Ok, kid."- Morgan chuckled and shook his head - "No need to get all defensive."

- "I'm not defensive. I'm just saying we have to solve a case. People are dead, and you are still rambling about how hot Hotchner's brother is. We are not a fucking gossip show. Enough with it already."

I widened my eyes as I stared at him, bitter and angry. Not really a good combo. Spencer is one passive-aggressive asshole when he is mad, and you don't want to deal with him under those circumstances. Believe me.

But Derek just laughed and continued driving. He winked at me and pretended Spencer hadn't said anything hurtful or even evil. But, to be honest, Morgan looked composed and even amused. In fact, I'm pretty sure he was actually enjoying that awkward ride.

I wish I could tell you that was all Spencer did that day, but no. He actually exceeded himself in the art of being an asshole.

- "We are looking for a cult leader."- Reid started giving the profile to the police department- "Typically men between the age of 25 and 35"- he made a pause and looked at me.

- "What?"- I whispered, thinking maybe he wanted me to continue talking.

- "Nothing. I thought you were going to start giggling or sighing."- Elle and Morgan looked surprised as Gideon frowned, not getting Reid's comment.

- "Over a sociopath underachiever with an extremely abusive childhood?"- I asked him, as I continued describing the profile- "Why would I?"

- "I don't know."- he shrugged and continued walking around the office -"I thought after yesterday, it was going to be your usual behavior around men that age."

- "Reid"- Hotch's voice was cold and severe. Spencer looked at him and turned around to find an empty seat. Aaron continued giving the profile, and I turned to my best friend, enraged. I wasn't going to tolerate that passive-aggressive attitude.

- "Fuck you."- I mouthed and stared straight into his eyes.

Avoiding and ignoring Reid was a challenging task to achieve. Hotch was nice and wise enough to keep us apart for the rest of the day, but that didn't stop him from staring. And his eyes burned my skin each time we were together in the same room.

I made my best effort and avoided looking at him the whole time. But I felt him staring. And though I was honestly mad at him now, a part of me just wondered what on earth was he so upset about?

I found out the whole truth later that night, back at the hotel. I was already in bed, trying to forget about the case, 'cos it had already been solved, and we were supposed to go back home early the following day.

I was alone, 'cos my roommate Elle was in the hotel bar with JJ and Morgan. I didn't feel like going. I just wanted my pajamas and do nothing.

Fine, that's not what I wanted to do. I wanted to be with Reid, talking about The Illustrated man, or any other book, drinking coffee, making jokes, laughing.

But he was mad at me, and now I was mad at him too, which meant things weren't going to be smooth between us in a long while. We had only fought once before until that day. It happened when we first became friends, and we argued over some random Star Wars fact. He didn't admit he was wrong, and when I showed him I was right, he got all defensive and refused to talk to me for a whole week.

Of course, this time, it was going to be a hundred times worse.

I debated whether I should or shouldn't call Reid and yell at him when I heard someone knocking on my door. Of course, I thought it was Elle, so I dragged my weary body from the bed, arguing I had explicitly told her she had to bring her key when she left the room.

But no. It wasn't Elle. In the hall, looking like shit, I found Doctor Spencer Walter Reid.

It wasn't a good sign the way my heart skipped a beat the second I saw him. It didn't get any better when the two of us just stared at each other in silence for a moment, and I felt my whole body tremble only by his presence. I couldn't control it even if I wanted to. I loved him, and it was getting too hard to hide.

- "What are you doing here?"- I made sure my voice was as upset as possible and even made an extra effort to furrow my brows as I stared into his eyes. His look had softened, and you could tell he was nervous. He scratched his hair and fixed his nerdy glasses before speaking.

- "I needed... I wanted... I want to talk to you."- Spencer finally said and sighed, looking at me.

- "Why would I want to talk to you after you humiliated me in front of the whole police department?"

I spat each word and tried to slam the door on his face, but he stopped me before succeeding.

- "Wait, please, (Y/N)"- he pushed the door open and followed me inside the room.

- "Get out, Reid!"- I argued immediately, but he didn't listen. He actually closed the door behind his back and stood behind me. I refused to look at him, 'cos I knew what would happen if I did: I would forgive him too quickly.

- "(Y/N), I'm so sorry. I know I was an asshole. I didn't mean it. I was completely out of place."

Spencer literally vomited his speech in less than three seconds and stayed wordless and silent afterward. I crossed my arms on my chest and stayed still. I really didn't want to talk to him.

- "I'm sorry"- his voice was now a tiny whisper that somehow got inside my heart, melting the fortress I kept building against him.

- "Why did you do it?"- I asked the most straightforward question, but he didn't answer. Spencer stayed quiet for at least two minutes. So I turned around and faced him. His eyes were red, and he was fighting the tears back.

- "Why did you humiliate me, Spencer?"

- "I didn't mean to."

- "So? I don't care what you meant. You did it anyway. You fucking humiliated me in front of the team and in front of the whole police office, and why? 'Cos you were mad at me for being unprofessional? Excuse me, but I think what you did lacked more professionalism than anything I had ever done."

I knew it was a mistake. I knew I didn't have to look at Spencer while I spoke. But I couldn't stop myself. I didn't want to cry either, but I was already too upset and way too tired, so the tears started falling down my cheeks. And his followed quickly.

- "I'm so sorry,"- he repeated and bit his lips, staring at me.

- "Why did you do it, Spencer?"- I asked him again, 'cos I still didn't know why he had hurt me so deeply.

- "I was wrong..."

- "Why did you do it?"

I asked for the third time, and my eyes got lost in his. Spencer was holding his breath and debating himself. I could almost hear his thoughts, 'cos it was clear he was overthinking everything going on inside his head.

But he didn't say anything. Spencer just wiped off a few tears that rolled down his cheeks and shook his head. The silence in the room was overwhelming, and all I managed to do was to sigh, disappointed and broken-hearted, and walk to the door and open it. I only wanted him to leave, but he didn't even move. He just looked at me, clenching his jaw, fighting the tears back.

- "I did it because I am in love with you."

Spencer whispered in the most anticlimactic way possible. I frowned, confused, as he didn't even move. I stared at his gestures, his face blood-red in a weird mix of embarrassment and anger.

- "I love you so much it's driving me insane, (Y/N). I've been trying to tell you how I feel for weeks, but I just..."- he ran his hands through his hair, openly frustrated with his own way to deal with the situation, as I just stayed still, trying to understand what was going on.

- "I know it was stupid, and I wish I could do it differently, but I didn't know what to do. But then I saw you looking at Sean, and I knew you would never look at me the same way, 'cos I know I'm not..."

There was no bigger force in the universe than the one that moved my body unconsciously against Spencer. I grabbed his face with both hands and planted a kiss on his lips to shut him up. I didn't even think about what I was doing. I just did it 'cos I didn't want to listen to his rambling anymore. For once, probably for the very first time ever since we met, I wanted to shut Spencer Reid up. And the best way I could do that was kissing him until my lips felt numb.

I didn't even let him hesitate. He jumped as soon as I touched him, but he didn't reject me at all. Instead, he wide opened his eyes and stared at me as I winked at him, deepening the kiss.

Spencer's hands slowly found their way to my waist and held me closer to him. His lips were soft and warm, moving carefully along with mine, and as he relaxed into the kiss, the better it got.

I had wasted so much time (mostly at work, bored, avoiding paperwork) fantasizing about kissing Spencer. How his lips would feel and taste. If he would make any noise, if he'd be rough or soft... and now there I was, getting all the answers I ever needed.

My heartbeat faster when I opened my eyes and saw him, deep concentrated into the endless kiss. My hands played with his hair, and I felt him hum, pleased with my movements. I couldn't help myself and smiled, not stopping the kiss.

- "What?"- Spencer asked, but his lips didn't move from mine. Neither of us wanted to stop.

- "Nothing,"- I whispered and shook my head softly- "I just like kissing you."

- "I like kissing you too,"- he answered and moved his hands from my waist to my cheeks and held my face. His hands were so big I could feel him covering most of my cheek. He made me feel secure, safe. Loved. All that only from cupping my face.

- "I love you."- Spencer whispered and opened his eyes. I looked at him and sighed, trying to keep myself together, when all I really wanted was to yell and jump and act like a teenager in love.

- "Me too."

That was all I managed to answer, though I knew he deserved better. He deserved to know how much I loved him, how crazy I was over everything he did. Everything he was. But I couldn't tell him that, not at that minute at least. That night I couldn't really speak much because all I wanted to do was to kiss him. I wanted to kiss Spencer Reid until my lips burned.

But he didn't let me fulfill my dream. As soon as he heard me, he stopped the kiss and stayed very, very still.

- "What happened?"- I panicked, I don't know why- "Did I overstep..."

- "You love me?"- he interrupted me, and his eyes filled with tears. Happy tears. His smile was soft and warm as he stared at me, waiting for an answer.

- "I do,"- I murmured and blushed. Was it too late to blush? Maybe, but I couldn't help it. Not when he was looking at me like that. Like I was the most beautiful woman on earth. No. Like I was the only woman on earth for him.

- "I'm so sorry..."

But I really didn't want to listen to his apology. I had already forgiven him. All I wanted was to kiss him again. And again.

I crushed my lips against his, and this time, I felt him smiling into the kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck, and he locked his around my waist. We were so close I could feel the warmth of his body as he relaxed a little more, and his fingers started caressing the small on my back.

- "Come here."

I took a few steps back, and he followed, keeping as close to me as possible. Finally, I dragged him to my bed, and he laid by my side. Our legs were intertwined as we melted on that mattress, just kissing.

I honestly never imagined I would kiss Spencer. Maybe that's why I enjoyed it and tasted him (and the moment) in slow motion. He sighed and smiled as his lips and tongue played with mine. One of his hands held my waist as the other played with my hair.

It was heaven. I didn't imagine anything better than being on that bed kissing Spencer Reid. He whispered he loved me again, and I sighed. For a second, it felt I was in a dream.

- "Ok, mama, get out of that.... WHOO!"- Derek, JJ, and Elle stormed into the door and caught Spencer and I kissing on the bed. I felt like a teenager all over again.

- "What the..."- Elle asked was holding the key in her hands, eyes wide opened, in shock.

- "My man!"- Morgan was about to start clapping when JJ grabbed him and Elle's arm.

- "The guys need some privacy. Come on, let's go. You can sleep in my room, Elle"- JJ smiled and closed the door behind her back, but less than a second later, Derek walked in again.

- "Smile to Garcia!"- Derek waved, holding his phone. Spencer closed his eyes and covered his face, embarrassed as I grabbed a pillow and threw it over him.

- "Get the fuck out of my room!"- I shouted, and JJ had to pull Morgan's sleeve to get him out of there. Once the door was closed (again), we waited a few seconds in case Derek tried to interrupt us one more time. But he didn't. Spencer's cheeks were burning red, and he looked so embarrassed it was too sweet. So I leaned over him and kissed the tip of his nose.

- "Hi,"- I whispered and smiled. Reid chuckled and moved closer to me, reaching my lips.

- "Hi."- I sighed, strangely relieved to feel his lips on mine again. I was like my body had already gotten used to kissing him and wanted to do nothing else from that moment on.

- "Hi,"- I repeated and smiled.

- "Hi,"- Reid said again and wrapped his arms around me, moving me until I was sitting on his lap. Life was perfect.

- "I'm so glad Hotch's brother came to visit. He should come more often,"- I murmured and giggled. Spencer frowned and shook his head.

- "I think we are good."- he answered and narrowed his eyes.

- "If he hadn't come, you wouldn't have gotten so jealous, and we wouldn't be kissing right now."- I added, and rubbed his lips with mines, just to make a point. Spencer smiled and fully kissed me.

- "I will send him a muffin basket to George town, then."

- "That's very thoughtful. I love that about you."

- "I love everything about you,"- Spencer whispered and sighed, staring into my eyes.

- "Does this mean we are dating?"- I had to ask. Spencer wide opened his eyes and didn't move for a few seconds -"I'm just asking 'cos you said you loved m and I love you, and if you love and I love you, I'm pretty sure dating would the logical thing to do. But if you don't want to, I would totally understand. I mean, maybe I am assuming..."- Spencer's lips against mine ended with my senseless rambling, and he chuckled into the kiss.

- "What?"- I asked him but didn't move my lips from his. Already that might have become my favorite way to talk to him.

- "You are adorable when you ramble."

- "Shut up"- and Spencer smiled

- "Would you be my girlfriend?"- he simply asked and rested his forehead against mine as he stared at me. I smiled and sighed, pretending to be considering my options. I didn't have any. I wanted to be his.

- "Yes,"- I whispered and kissed him one more time- "I would love to, just promise me you will never be a passive-aggressive jerk with me."

- "Never"- Spencer kissed me, and his hands held me tighter- "I'm so sorry."

- "Just kiss me a few more times so I can properly forgive you"- Reid smiled and crushed his lips against mines.

- "Anything for you."

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⌕ 𝘁𝗶𝘁𝗹𝗲: the perfect christmas

ִֶָ ◠ 𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: y/n gets to spend christmas with kuroo (im bad at descriptions okay)

ִֶָ ◠ 𝗴𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: fluff

ִֶָ ◠ 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴/𝘀: none

a/n:i was in a rush while writing this and i accidentally posted it while editing 😬👍🏽hakshs anyways merry christmas!

₍ ♡ ₎ post-timeskip!kuroo tetsurou x gn!reader

"My idea of a perfect christmas is to spend it with you~"

You sang while fishing the freshly baked chocolate chip cookies from the oven.

Tetsurou called you yesterday and happily told you that he's going to spend Christmas with you. So you immediately went to the grocery despite the annual Christmas rush and bought food and ingredients that you've turned into a feast for two.

While waiting for him, you were quietly flipping through an album filled with pictures of you and him. Your lips curved into a small smile, last year you and him couldn't even celebrate the holiday because of his work and now here you are waiting for him to come home.

You did lots of stuff to pass the time; singing, dancing, eating and watching the local shows that were shown on the television. Still the time went slower the more you looked at the wall clock.

You sighed wishing it was 6'oclock, so that you could cuddle near the fireplace with him while drinking hot chocolate.

— 5:55 pm —

You were pacing back and forth, going in and out of the kitchen checking if the food was still warm and blasting every Christmas song on your speaker.

As you were doing various activities, your phone rang, violently vibrating on the wooden table.

You picked it up and your eyes lit up in joy seeing the caller ID, it was him.

"Darling?" He called

"Yes?" You answered, a wide smile plastered on your face.

"Can you wait a little longer? I need to finish this one file then I'm all yours" he announced.

"Sure, I'll wait for you" though your voice never really changed but the way you spoke made Kuroo wish that he didn't have extra work to do.

"Thank you darling, i love you" he ended the call.

And now you were left with nothing to do, just more minutes or hours even of waiting and waiting. You silently lamented on the couch, scrolling through your phone and humming Christmas songs.

You groaned while looking at the time. "Slowpoke" you muttered. You grabbed a nearby blanket and placed the throw pillow under your head. You came to the conclusion that the best way to pass the time was to sleep.

Thoughts of you and Tetsurou having fun and cuddling near the Christmas tree clouded your mind, each scenario perfectly planned out by your brain. Slowly, your eyes started to feel heavy. The sound from the crackling of burnt wood from the fireplace and low tune of christmas songs playing from the television was enough to make you fall asleep.

—

"Wake up, darling" he lightly tapped your cheek, not wanting to wake up, you ignored him and continued with your mildly weird dreams.

"So are you going to sleep or spend Christmas with me?" He laughed at his words. His loud laugh made you wake up from your sleeping state. You shoot him a glare, irritated that your slumber was disturbed but soon irritation then turned into love and longing. You wrapped your arms around his waist, clinging unto him like a baby koala clinging to its mother.

"You miss me that much?" He chuckled and placed a soft kiss on your forehead. You nodded and let out a muffled giggle.

He guided you to the dining table, arms still clinging unto him. You sat at the table and smiled. "Did you just get here?" You asked while removing the plates that you used to cover the food. "Yeah" he answered, he passed you the plate and sat in front of you.

The both of you told each other how your day went, fits of laughter and the clinking and clanking of your spoons and forks occupied the kitchen. The both of you ate till your stomachs were full.

—

While washing the plates, he was upstairs changing his clothes. He immediately went down after.

His hand was carrying a small box, a gift that he really wanted to give you this year. He peaked at the living room and saw that you weren't there only the T.V. playing a loop of Christmas songs.

He walked to the kitchen and smiled, seeing the you were done.

"Hi,i have a gift" he told you.

how impatient you thought.

"Can't you wait until 12?" He shooked his head and held your hand, dragging you back to the living room.

"Merry Christmas" he passed you a small box. You let out a soft sigh and grabbed your present for him; also in a small yet rectangular box.

"Merry Christmas!" You cheered, handing him the gift. You ripped open the gift wrap and looked at the jewelry box. You opened it and saw that it was a silver necklace with a diamond pendant latching on to it.

You glanced at him and saw that he was smiling while looking at you. "How did you know that i wanted this watch?" He asked, lightly touching it. "Santa told me" you giggled.He chuckled and pointed at the necklace.

"May i?" He asked, you gave it to him and turned around. He was smiling like a kid while putting on your necklace.

"There" he muttered, you faced him and gave him a kiss on the lips. "Thank you" you were then bombarded with a big hug.

The two of you spent the night laughing, dancing, singing and eating. Yousmiled to yourself and thanked the heavens for letting him spend Christmas with you.

Let's just say that it was the perfect christmas.

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everyhowlmarksthedead · 4 years

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❛ A LOT OF SAND AND WAVES ❜

with Obispo ‘Bishop’ Losa.

Request: none. Yesterday I went to the beach with my family and that fluffy idea came to me like a flash light. Thanks to everyone who help me to decide!

Word count: about 3.1k

Warnings: none. Just a bunch of fluff.

Aurora says: this writing hasn't been edited, you may find some grammar mistakes, I'm sorry about that!

Gif credits: @thedevilsmoonshine

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“Hey, girl!”

“Hey, what’s up, Leti?”

“Are you working?”

“Yeah, till four, why?”

“Don’ ask me how I did it, but I convinced the guys to go tomorrow to the beach. In San Diego”.

“Sounds good, but I’m not sure if I could go. I have a surgery waiting, and you know…”

“Yeah, your hands. Is it too long?”

“Maybe six or seven hours, not sure”.

“C'mon, mami! You said you don't work until next Thursday!”

Gilly's shouts make you laugh rubbing your eyes.

“Okay I'll try, I'll try. I promise”.

“We will go to Mission Bay. So if you want, we see you there!”

Hanging up the call and giving a last sip to your coffee, you throw the empty paper cup to the bin. Checking the hour on your phone, you know that it's going to be a long, long night. But the idea of spending some time with Bishops makes you tickle in your stomach. Coco introduced you to the crew almost a year ago, like a friend, and he stole your attention. At the first party you joined them, you were almost the whole dawn with him. Dancing, drinking, talking. He was more interesting and funny than you could think, and maybe you felt somekind of connection that you never felt before. So, yes. You would like to go with them, but you have to wait till waking up tomorrow to find out if your hands can handle a four hours trip driving.

“Good morning, bella durmiente! How was the surgery?”.

“Hm… my hands are fucked”.

“So, it went well, we have to celebrate it”.

“Yeah, but… not sure if I can drive to San Diego”.

“Oh, c'mon, please… We're gonna stay here by night too. Coming back tomorrow, take a bus! I'm sure Bishop would b—”.

“Stop!” You say laughing loud to your phone over the bed, while you do some exercise with all your fingers to bring back some mobility.

“(Y/N), you know that it's an amazing opp— Angel already bought you a ticket. In one hour. Sending you by email, bye!”

Before you can complain about it, she has already hung up the call. You end up serving some coffee in a termo, before picking up your towel and some clean clothes, besides an external battery and some hygienic stuff. Bandaging your hands, over a thin layer of cortisone cream, you're ready to walk to the bus station of Santo Padre, ten minutes away from your house. At least, you have three hours of trip to rest a little more, falling asleep as soon as you sit down on your seat. So the next time you open your eyes, you're already in San Diego. Waiting for the other passengers to get out, closing and opening your hands once and again, you step out then. Carrying your bag in your right shoulder and your phone in the left hand, you wear the pair of sunglasses looking for Bishop.

“Eh, boxer”.

His hoarse voice calls your attention, finding him next to the entrance, resting against his motorbike. You can't help but draw a soft and tired smile on your lips, leading your steps towards him, raising both hands on air to show the man your cool white bandages with black stripes. The mexican receives you into his arms in a gentle and dearly hug, surrounding your lower back and your neck for some long seconds.

“The guys are waiting for us to have lunch”.

“Cool… Last time I ate was nine and it was dark”. You just say placing well on your bag, before setting on the helmet.

The drive doesn't take you more than ten minutes, grabbed to Bishop's abdomen and with your chin over his shoulder. You can see him smiling like a fool, knowing that he's delighted that you're going to join them. But mostly, because you are with him. The warm and soft breeze of San Diego makes you close your eyes, fully relaxed, focusing on the smell that floods your lungs, mixing the salty ocean's and Bishop's scent. Your arms surround his body somewhat tight, feeling one of his hands caressing your right thigh with his huge hands placed on and his thumb making the honors over your skin, bristling it without mercy. But much to your regret, the engine stops some short minutes before, standing up from the bike when you're able to do it.

“Give me your bag, querida. I'm going to be your nurse today”. He says, after keeping the helmet you used with the other.

“Qué caballeroso…” (What a gentleman). You tease him, as if normally he isn't.

“Just earning a beach-quickl—”.

“Fuck, Bishop!” You laugh, hitting his shoulder, regretting it immediately when a lash of pain crosses your palm.

“That's called karma”. He says walking backwards to the entrance, pointing you with a finger. “The women are always asking for men's sincerity, and when we give you… You're too violent to be this small, preciosa”.

“Pendejo”.

“YAY, YOU CAME!” Leti looks surprised, making you twist back your head confused.

“Sounds like if… I had another option”. You purr with your lips, before greeting the guys. “Tell me y—”.

“I did”. Taza just says, seeing you pout at him before hugging you. “I will give you a massage later”.

“Mi angelito de la guarda”. (My guardian angel). You can't help but sigh a little alleviated, knowing that he brought a cream he makes with weed oil, coco water and aloe vera.

Actually, it was a good idea to come to the beach, having so much fun in the lunch by seeing all the men more relaxed than in Santo Padre. Being normal people. A family enjoying two days off from all the problems and the dangers they're sinked in every damn day. Bishop was focused on you the whole time, serving your drink in the glass, cutting your food into pieces so you can have to do any effort (...). Everything under the sideways looks of the others. Sometimes you look like another couple with simple gestures, that both do delighted.

After having full enough your stomachs, the guys lead you to the beach where they left the umbrellas and the towels, placing yours next to Bishop's and sitting there after taking off your clothes, but on your black bikini. Unveiling your hands, you do your best to spread the sunscreen all over your body, until the mexican grabs the bottle from your fingers to sit behind you with a ‘lean forward’ on his lips. Feeling his cold hands because the cream on your back gives you a soft chill, curling your legs against your chest and resting your chin over them. Closing your eyes, focusing all your senses on every move he does, you try not to fall asleep. Starting by your shoulders and pressing your neck with both thumbs, his hands travel down your spine making sure he's helping you to get somewhat less tense, at the same time that puts well on the sunscreen.

When it's ready, he stands up on his feet to grab Taza's cream to help you with your hands. That time, he kneels in front of you, spreading it from your forearms to the tip of your fingers, so carefully and concentrated, that you can't help but look at him with a goofy smile until it's done.

“Thank you”. You just say.

“Anytime, querida”. He whispers, pulling a tuft of your hair behind your right ear, leaning towards you to kiss your cheek. “What do you want to do now?”

“I think I need twenty minutes more of sleep, but you can go with the guys to the water, if you want”. Shrugging your shoulders, you let your back fall down to the towel.

“I spend too much time with them, and I haven't seen you a single second for the last four days”. He chuckles lying by your side, straining an arm under your neck to put you closer to him. “Let me enjoy at least twenty minutes”.

His resigned sigh makes you laugh almost in silence, while his free hand gets placed on your back, leaving some ephemeral caresses from top to bottom. And you feel as if you were in paradise. You're practically drinking each other's breathings, with closed eyes and your nose touching Bishop's. Your fingers get tangled slightly in the short hair of the mexican, taking pleasure of the peace that it's surrounding you right now.

“I didn't want you to come”. He mutters from nowhere, not opening his eyes, not opening yours. With a calm tone of voice, a little sleepy.

“Why?”

“You were tired, your hands hurt. You need to rest, (Y/N)”.

“I'm resting now. And I couldn't ask for a better way to do it. I think I'm gonna complain about my hands often, so you will take care of me”.

Bishop chuckles drowsy, shaking his head just for a second.

“Anything else, su majestad?” (Your Majesty).

“A kiss”. Murmuring, you get somewhat comfy under his arms.

You're aware of the same desire to kiss you that he feels for you, as you feel, but on the other hand, you weren't expecting him to really do it. His lips gently press yours, before catching them among his. Traveling down one of your hands to the side of his neck, Bishop holds you closer, keeping a low pace of his mouth enjoying the taste and the touch of yours. Unconsciously and by inertia, your left right surrounds his waist. His fingers touring your thigh slowly, makes your first kiss a little better. Biting softly his lower lip, you steal him a heavy sigh, stretching your skin under his huge hand. He wants you closer, and you too. But for the moment, that's pretty enough.

“You should complain about your hands often”. He mumbles almost touching your lips with every syllable.

“I will”.

Sinking your face into his neck, you're trying to fall asleep focused on his breath, hearing a bunch of steps over the sand coming closer. Some whispers talking about you two, thinking that you're sleeping but you're actually trying not to laugh, feeling how Bishop gets a little tense because of the low comments.

“Don't forget I'm your fucking boss”. Bishop growls, freezing everyone's blood. And you can't help but break into laughter.

“Shit”. Coco soughs hiding behind Angel's back, because the oldest Reyes is the tallest of all.

“Nah, c'mon, Bish. Enjoy your d—”.

Before Angel can finish the sentence, the mexican hits his leg, making him fall down over Coco. A lot of cursing in spanish appears under the umbrellas, getting mixed with the loud laughs that make you sit up on your towel almost drowning. Watching them trying to get up only makes it better.

“Oh, man, I wish I could record it”. Gilly's laughs are over the others, with an arm on Creeper's left shoulder. “Damn, prez, repeat it, please…”

“Stop bothering him”. You say holding the angry man between your arms, before lying again on your towels.

“Pendejos mal paridos…” He barks mumbling.

“Don't listen to them”.

“I'm… going to fuck them up as soon as we retur—”.

“Obispo, stop”. You chuckle, leaning up slightly to kiss his cheek.

Finally, you are able to sleep for some minutes, while the guys share some beers playing cards, listening latin music in a low volumen to not continue annoying him. And even if you don't rest for more than twenty or thirty minutes, it's like you have been sleeping for the whole day, because of the comfort you feel under his grip and the caresses in your hair. Opening again your eyes, you raise up your head over his shoulders to find half of the crew on their towels, and the other half playing with a bouncy ball on the shore, just like kids. Taking the advantage that no one is looking, to avoid that they tease you again, you press your lips onto his. Slowly, calmly, with his arms hugging your body tightly as Bishop tucks his tongue in your mouth peacefully looking for yours. You feel some tickles in your stomach when they meet, as he feels more relaxed. El Presidente really is into you. He really has more feelings than he wants to admit, until he knows that you have the same sensation on your chest every time you are close to him. Now, he's seeing it. That maybe you two are having a good opportunity.

And you don't want to stop, drowning a slight gasp against his mouth when it gets a little intense that you expected, forgetting for a second where you are and who is surrounding you. Fucking the especial moment when you hear Coco saying that the hotel rooms are already booked, and that you can ocuppy yours whenever you want. Bishop is about to get up, when you stop him by a hand on his chest. You're going to take care of it this time. Shaking the sand on your body, you wear his sunglasses, walking towards the crew in the water. Coco is looking at you somewhat confused, while the president calls Taza, Tranq and Riz attention to enjoy the show. And before he can say anything else, or ask about what you are going to do seeing how you open, close and repeat the gesture with your right hand, you hit his temple with your palm. And it hurts a little, but the laugh is worth everything.

“Yo! Mami! What was that?!” He complains offended.

“A wave”. You just say, provoking that every laughter of your friends gets louder.

“Mami…” He pouts at you, rubbing that side of his face.

“Do you want a tsunami?”

He doesn't answer, while Leti starts to cough in tears.

“I imagined”. You add then, narrowing your eyes under the aviator sunglasses.

Coming back to the umbrellas, the eldest members clap at you while making them a feigned reverence.

After having a deserved shower in the room you're going to share with Gabriela and Leti, you fall down over the bed waiting for them to get ready for some party time after dinner. And while they choose dresses, more makeup that you have never put on and high heels, you choose some comfy shorts, a white body with bare back and your sneakers. Of course, you're not in that mood after four horrible nights working. Before leaving the hotel, you apply a few more cream on your hands, feeling so much better and using clean bandages to cover them. Meeting the guys at the hall, you go out to find a place to have some dinner, ending up in the same restaurant you have been at noon. The food is pretty good, so you go to the secure one. But this time is a little different since then.

You can't avoid having your right hand on Bishop's nape, caressing his scalp while the table talks about everything and nothing at the same time, laughing and enjoying. Urging you to put your right leg over his left, hanging from it, he caresses your thigh a little assorted as if it was something normal, and natural on him. But it's not, and that makes that gesture more special. You couldn't ask for anything better, until he kisses your cheek without expecting to place his free arm over your shoulders, without caring about if Coco or Angel dares to make another of their occurrences. You two are very sure that you made them understand to not fuck up with Bishop in front of you, even if you find it funny.

Outside of the restaurant, after having a revitalizing dinner, the crew begin to propose different plans. But the mere fact of thinking in a crowded place, with loud music and a mix of smells, makes you yawn inevitably. Leti is killing you with her gaze.

“Yo! Bitch, don' you dare to tell me that you're goen' to sleep”.

“I did—”. Trying to excuse yourself, Bishop interrupts you.

“She doesn't. But I am an old man who needs his eight hours of sleep”.

“Then, good night, mummy”. She's about to take you off from his arms, while he turns around to give her his back.

“I need a nurse to take care of my disabilities”.

“C'mon, Bish! You've been hoarding her the whole day! And I invited her, not you!” She frowns while you laugh. “I hope at least you make her cum…”

“Leticia!” You shout, while Coco palms her nape.

“Mummies don' cum, you dumbass, they just… lie do—”.

“Angel, I swear I am going to break your legs next time”.

“Whatever, Tutankhamun. Enjoy your night”. Your friend rolls her eyes with a heavy sigh.

“We can come back next week, when I have holidays”. You say palming her forehead, making her laugh before leaving back to the hotel.

And you just get separated in it enough time to clean your teeth and grab the charger for your phone, going to his room after that. You're not nervous, but a little excited of having some time alone. Finally. Not to do anything specifically, but to enjoy him being de-stressed. While he's in the bathroom, you take off your clothes to wear the shirt he has left for you on the mattress. Smells like him and that it's driving you insane, crawling over the bed to fall close to the pillows, fighting against your tiredness to not fall asleep this soon.

Having your eyes closed, you feel the side next to yours sinking a little, until his strong arms find your body to wrap it against his chest after turning off the lights. Turning under his grip and intertwining your hands and your legs, Bishop rests his cheek on yours, being able to see part of the pacific ocean from the window in front of your eyes. It's magic. Pure magic.

“Listen…” He mutters getting somewhat comfy, having a deep breath his nose sinked into your neck. “Maybe I can't promise you a life that a normal man could give you, but I'm going to make it worth every second”.

“Bish”.

“Hm…?”

“Do you love me?”.

“Yes, I do, preciosa”.

“That's everything I need”. Turning just a little, you smirk softly at him. “I don't want a normal life. I want to spend it with you”.

“I hope you never regret these words”.

“I only could regret them because they aren't enough to express how I feel when you're close to me. When you touch me. When you pronounce my name”. Replying that, you lie down again under his grip, leaving a soft kiss on his right forearm. “I love you, Bishop. I couldn't regret it”.

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[TRANSLATION: POTATO 07.2021]

7 MEN SAMURAI

Proofread by aji10647731 (Twitter)/ @janiappend

Scans not mine

Neither an English nor a Japanese native speaker

Feel free to correct me, thanks

7 MEN 侍

Anyone must have an experience of breaking into cold sweats when accidentally leaving behind something. Trying to search for the members' "situations about leaving a belonging behind," episodes of a member leaving behind things came out, they were revealed...!!! (Interview was done during the first 10 days of May)

Questions:

Q1. An experience where you left something behind that gave you cold sweats.

Q2. I completely saw 〇〇 forgot something!

Q3. What will you do if you realized about your girlfriend's birthday after a day it had passed since her birthday?

REI YABANA

A1. When going to my destination, I have a habit of leaving behind things and leave like Hansel and Gretel, that's why I lose a lot of things. When I left in the classroom in my university the earphones that I got from Rinne-kun as a birthday present, since it was gone when I went back to pick it up, so I bought the same kind of earphones and use it.

A2. Daka-san (Motodaka) is really bad with forgetting things. All of the members must have seen him walking around searching for the other side of his wireless earphones (LOL). Just recently too, he forgot his coat at the studio where we do our band rehearsals and went home with just his turtle neck. Since he called me, "Is my coat in there? But I want to wear it for our YouTube filming tomorrow~" so I brought it home and gave it to him the next day (LOL).

A3. When I realized about it, I will immediately contact her and apologize first of all. If she can make time, I will bring her a present somehow or another and will meet her on that day.

[Recent Happening].

7 MEN 侍's blog in Johnny's WEB has started, and I am in charged of Wednesdays. *I ramble a lot that's why writing the sentences is fun, and I am happy that I can deliver my way of wordings without getting edited. They're long but please read them by all means!

TAIKI KONNO

A1. Basically, I don't forget my things. At home or at Jr. activities, I check my things before going out. Since the things that I must not forget like phone, wallet, pass case aren't a lot, so it's better if I check them before going. The experience that gave me chills when I forgot about it was about a homework during my school days. I do my homeworks properly until when I was an elementary student, but I started to forget my homeworks when I was a middle schooler, it was a lack of vigilance when I think about it now (LOL).

A2. The time when we went to Kyoto for our stage play, when I met with Katsuki to go to the convenience store, Katsuki forgot about the card key of his hotel room. It was a single room so no one is in the same room with him, that's why we had to ask for the hotel personnel to open it. I thought it is hard to be forgetful while looking at him saying, "I am sorry!" (LOL).

A3. That is bad, right? Yeah, it is really bad. I will call her immediately the moment I realized it and I have no choice but to ask for forgiveness. From there, I will wish her a happy birthday. As an apology, we will go on a date with everything she likes to do for a day.

[Recent Happening]

I had a long time of staying still at home, and I came to think that if I can freely go and play somewhere, where will I want to go (LOL). For now, I want to go to the sea. I approximately go to the beach every year but I couldn't go last year, so I definitely want to go this year!

KATSUKI MOTODAKA

A1. I cried losing a number of times my previous wireless earphones before having the one with GPS function, and even though I am using the lipbalm I am obsessed with, when I noticed it, I already lost it. It happened a lot of times and I really feel down over it. Recently too, I accidentally left behind the coat that I was wearing and went home, my mind and body got scared (LOL). For the things that I forget, I basically don't know where I forget it, *the hopelessness that I have lost them is tremendous.

A2. Honestly, I haven't seen anyone who got in trouble for forgetting things more than I do (LOL). Sometimes, when my family goes out, my mother forgets something and goes back to get it. But when she goes back to get it, the thing that she forgot is there at the house so there is no real incident that happened.

A3. That's the end our the relationship...I will probably freak out when I realized it.

But if I apologize, I will be busted for forgetting it, so I will make her the opposite by urgently preparing a grand plan and make her feel, "He planned all of these that's why he was late for my birthday." (LOL)

[Recent Happening]

The filter for kids of my phone got lifted. Since I have my Jr. activities when I was in middle school, so my father bought the phone for me and got the filter for kids be activated in my phone. Since for it to be lifted, I had to go to the store with my father so the filter for kids had always been activated in my phone. Because of the policies, I had a hard time not being able to see what others can normally see, but I have finally become a proper adult (LOL).

TAIKO SASAKI

A1. I forgot my key when I went out of the house, since it is an autolock, so I got locked out of the building. I contacted the control office but it seemed like it will take time for them to respond, so I took my chance and pressed the doorbell of a unit of someone who I don't know. I explained the situation but the owner of the unit is a foreign guy. I cannot communicate in complicated Japanese with him, I used a translation app in phone to explain and I got the door opened for me (LOL).

A2. When I went to have barbeque with my friends, even though I entrusted my cooler to the friend who was in charged of bringing the drinks, when I was about to hit the freeway, a person from the barbeque place contacted me saying, "you forgot your cooler." It seemed like for my friend, it was not his so he completely forgot about it (LOL). I'm glad I received the message before entering the freeway.

A3. This is a person who you must not forget her birthday, right? The moment I realized it, I will contact her immediately and I have no choice but to apologize. Or, I will think of a fancy surprise and and will tell her as an excuse that that have taken up my time.

[Recent Happening]

I am watching again the anime 「Dragon Ball」. When I saw a scene from it by chance, it made me want to watch the whole series again. It has around 300 episodes though (LOL). I've become absorbed at it when I was in 1st grade, but I still enjoy watching it now. It is interesting to think like, "What was this episode about again?" and also the way how my feelings [for the episodes] change.

REIA NAKAMURA

A1. I relatively don't forget things.

I think I don't have a story here that is a massive failure at least. It's just that, I may forget my promises with people. Getting a message, " You are not yet here!?" and replying "Huh? What was it about again?" kind of situation happens a lot. My excuse during those times is, "I overslept." Lately, I put a memo in my phone about my plans with people, I wonder if my mistakes reduced.

A2. Yabana forgot his contact lens and panicked, but no one can lend him, right? But, when Katsuki forgot his contact lens, the colored contact lens that I ordered with wrong prescription matches with his prescription by chance, so I gave them to him. Katsuki has a good luck, right?

A3. I'll call her to my house the next day and will solve it through a surprise. I will adjust back the date of the calendar and the clock to my girlfriend's birth date, and I will tell her, "You are probably busy celebrating your birthday with everyone yesterday, right? Today, let's celebrate your birthday with just the two of us."

[Recent Happening]

Heading towards 「Johnny's Ginza」, I come to the gym at the office 5 times a week, and the trainer-san is pushing me to workout hard. The other day, I was told, "let's rest first because you've overworked" for the first time. Since I didn't feel that I overworked, at that time I realized that I am really looking forward to the live.

RINNE SUGETA

A1. When I remove the bracelet that I super treasure and wrapped it in tissue paper during a photoshoot, I completely forgot about it and went home. *When I realized that I left my bracelet, I immediately got it checked, but I felt uneasy until it was confirmed the next day. I kept thinking that since it was wrapped in tissue, it might be mistaken for a trash and be thrown away...and my heart kept pounding.

A2. Katsuki forgetting things might be a usual scene (LOL). Before, the members took Katsuki's belonging and attached to the white board that is in the room as a prank. And yet, since he didn't notice it, we also forgot about it and went home. It was left there for 2 days (LOL).

A3. I will send her a message saying, "happy birthday," like nothing happened, and I will write a sentence at the end saying, "The last birthday message you have received is from Rinne, right?" Moreover, if her birthday is on 06/07, greeting her at 6:07 or something, matching her birthday with a time that has a deep meaning and send the message to her is effective [as an excuse], right?

[Recent Happening]

The takeout box for Thirty-one Ice Cream (Baskin Robbins) is Yamada (Ryosuke), that's why I went to buy it yeasterday. It is embarrassing to be seemed aiming for Yamada-kun, so I brought along my little brother and made it looked like "my brother wants it so I am buying it for him" (LOL).

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