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uravichii · 1 year

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4:17 AM ー shinsou hitoshi

genre: fluff, heavy comfort in the end, self-indulgent !!

cw: (1) mention of "ma'am" i'm so sorry it sounded cute i couldn't help it. that's the only gendered term here tho :') this is for all u tired smarty pants girlies im giving u a bf who'll stay up with u 😡

shinsou hitoshi's favorite thing to do is staying up with you throughout every single one of your all-nighters.

whether it's for an exam, a shit ton of homework, or a group project which, for some reason, you're finishing all by yourselfー he's plopped there on your bed, perfectly behaved and quiet as you threatened asked him to be.

when you ask him why he's so insistent on accompanying you during these ungodly hours when you can't even give him a scrap of your attention at all due to your heavy workload, he simply shrugs and says:

"'ts fine. can't sleep in my own room anyway." hitoshi's lips slightly curve into a smirk. "plus, i like watching over you. you pout when you're focusedー did you know that? cutest shit ever."

you roll your eyes as you turn back to your laptop, frowning at the heaps of unfinished work left. "well, if you bother me, i'm throwing you out of my room, alright?"

"yes, ma'am." he obliges. "coffee service is an exception though, right? back rubs too... if that's not a bother."

you whip your head back at him with tearful puppy eyes of gratitude. it's taking everything in you not to mount your boyfriend right now and pepper his face with little kisses.

he snorts at your adorable expression.

"stop. don't look at me like that. i'm gonna want to snuggle with you, and you won't get any work done." he chuckles softly as you swivel your chair back to your desk. "let me know if you want anything else."

a few hours and two cups of coffee later, he's still there, watching as you hunch over your desk, nimble fingers typing incessantly on your laptop with the occasional cursing of familiar names under your breathー he's guessing you're carrying a whole group project by yourself again.

he glances at the time on his phone, and being the ridiculously observant boyfriend that he is, he knows the exact second you're about to say:

"okay!" you hoist yourself up, slamming your hands on your desk. it doesn't startle your poor boyfriend anymore at this point.

"power nap?" he guesses.

"just for 20 minutes."

"alright, c'mere."

you collapse into his open arms, melting into him as he instinctively starts rubbing circles on your back. he peeks at your already closed eyes. "hey, you set a timer yet?"

your eyes snap open, "oh right." you pull out your phone and clumsily make a few taps before you toss it away, not even bothering to turn it off. "'kay done. g'night."

hitoshi glances at the bright screen. "uh. sorry to break it to you, y/n, but i don't think typing typing '430' on your calculator's gonna wake you up."

"fuck." you jolt up and grab your phone again.

hitoshi watches as you make a second attempt to set an alarm, which seems to have magically disappeared from your phone.

"that's... that's the calendar, babe."

and then another attempt,

"you're dialing 430?"

"well, i can't find the damnー" you shove the phone to him and whine, "you do it!"

he snickers before pulling you closer, caging you in his long limbs and obligingly pulling the phone from your hands "alright, alright. i'll wake you up. you just take a nap right here, hm?" he gently pats your cheek twice before kissing your forehead. hitoshi has always had a habit of babying you when you're all sleepy and snug like this.

he doesn't actually let the alarm go off. you're obviously exhausted, burnt out, and a tad irritatedー the last thing you ever need is having your power nap cut short with that god-awful noise.

instead, you're woken up by your boyfriend rhythmically smoothing his palm down your arm, planting featherlight kisses across your sleeping face.

"y/n. babe, wake up." he gently lifts you up until you're sat up on the bed, your back laid flat against his chest as he wraps his arms around your waist. he props his chin on your shoulder and coos, "sleepyhead. c'mon, you can get all snuggly and cute with me when you're done. right now, you gotta get up and get that gorgeous brain working again. you're not done yet, are you?"

he presses one last kiss on your cheek before you eventually (and reluctantly) rise from the bed, dragging your languid feet across the floor until you reach your desk and start working again almost instantly.

you hear the pads of his feet across the hardwood floor as he walks over to you, draping his heavy arms around you and brushing his thumb against your shoulder, "coffee?"

you give him a tired smile in response.

this cycle repeats two more timesー you crawling in his arms for another power nap, him waking you up in the sweetest, most gentle way possible, and you rising from the bed like a zombie, getting increasingly worn out until you finally stop typing and pass everything barely on time.

you slip into hitoshi's arms again and nuzzle your face against his chest, "'t's done." you mumble, your exhaustion draining out your energy to even enunciate your words.

"really? that's good then." he strokes the back of your head, pulling you closer by your waist. "you okay?"

you instantly start weeping. "no, i'm so tired. i'm so fucking tired. i'm dying. i can't do this anymore. that group project took up so much of my time so i couldn't write my own essay well. i just bullshitted my way for the last two paragraphs. it's awful."

"hey, you never write anything awful, y/n. it's physically impossible for the y/n to write a bad sentence." he continues petting your head as he consoles you.

"i justー" you mumble, your voice muffled by his hoodie as you press your face against his chest, "i could've done a lot better if i had more time."

hitoshi sighs, soothingly rubbing circles on your back. he wishes people didn't expect so much of you. never mind how intelligent and reliable you areー he's sick of people exhausting you like this. aren't you tired, even a little bit, of people constantly taking more than what you can give?

hitoshi's lips pressed on the top of your head as he ponders.

"hey." he calls.

"hm?"

"what if i... extend the deadline for that essay? you know, 'convince' your teacher to set a more reasonable one."

you raise your head to meet his eyes. "what?"

he clears his throat, avoiding your concerned gaze, "what if i brainwashed your teacherー"

"no, i get what you were saying, but i don't think that's a good idea, hitoshi." you frown.

"look, if you're not on board with it, i won't force it. i can't help you with these essays, can i? no one writes as good as you, so i'm just trying to help in any way i can."

"but hitoshi, that's notー" a yawn interrupts your sentence, brimming your eyes with tears. you easily surrender to sleep and snuggle back on his chest, "yeah, you know what? do that. fuck them."

your uncaring teachers be damned. count in your group mates that may as well be dead weights too. sleep and your sweet boyfriend felt less irksome to think about. you'll worry about everything later.

hitoshi snorts at your easy submission, hugging your waist even tighter as he whispers sweetly in your ear, his voice deep and tired, "i love you." he presses a kiss behind your ear, "if only i was half as smart and brilliant as you, i would've helped you with these thingsー you know that, right? if i could write essays as well as you do and my talents were on par with yours, i would've helped you a lot more."

he lowers his head to peek at your adorable, sleepy face before attacking your cheek and neck with smooches, "but you write such beautiful sentencesー how do you do that? what's your secret?" you giggle, both from the validation and his loud smooches.

silence settles over you as you catch your breath from that burst of laughter. he gently strokes the back of your head, feeling comfort himself at the steady rise and fall of your chest against his.

a sleepy mumble of "i love you." was all you could utter to your boyfriend before you start to drift offー you'll coddle him in the morning when you have the energy.

hitoshi smooths your hair back and presses a soft kiss on your forehead. "i love you too. i'm proud of you, okay? if you ever feel like no one acknowledges how hard you work everyday, just know that i'm here, and i see you every single timeー i've never missed an all-nighter, have i?" he snickers, "no matter how delirious and insane you get during these hours, i'm always there."

you chuckle softly and sigh, brushing your thumb softly against his arm.

"hitoshi?"

"yeah? what is it?"

you pause in hesitation, but you say it anyway. hitoshi would love the idea more than you already do.

"what if you brainwashed my group mates too?"

hitoshi smirks proudly. this is when he knows you've been spending way too much time with him.

"give me their names first thing in the morning, babe. i got you."

special tag: this is for @escapenightmare who also recently carried a whole group project on her back gws <3

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iaeriy · 2 months

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control • fermín lópez

summary: tempting the hateship of enemies to a risky lovely night.. based on this request!!

word count:6.2k!

warnings; a few spanish translated sentences, age gap: reader is 18 fermín is 20. slight angst, smut, missionary, cowgirl. italics are memory!

a/n: NOT PROOFREAD hey guys..im not pregnant im late but uh..enjoy this! 🎀

Another hot vacation month, your 4 friends decided to go to mykonos along with their boyfriends. How fun the vacation was going to come and go along the way you had it in mind, little did you know thay wouldn’t be changing when you figured that there were only 4 rooms. you were currently running around the house going into each room, now on the last room. aurora was already unpacking, “no hay otro cuartos..?” (are there any other rooms?) you spoke looking at her, her head shot up looking at you. “no y/n..hay solo cuatro y punto. no podemos cambiar ya.” (no y/n..theres only four, and period. we can’t change.) she said smiling slightly at you, you groaned whinning loudly. “ugh! seriously! this is not fucking fair!” you said walking out her room bumping into fermín, mira por donde vas baboso.” (watch where you’re going idiot.) you said going downstairs, fermín scoffed looking at you.

“please! can we just trade! i’ll do anything! i can’t share rooms with him and you know it!” you said whining and yelling at your friend isabella. “y/n! cut it out and deal with it! me and gavi already unpacked, just share the room and that’s it.” she said, you whined stomping back upstairs. your backpack still on before you ran to valerias room, another friend of yours. “val, por favor déjame cambiar el cuarto contigo!” (val, please let me change my room with yours!) you spoke, she looked at you. “no, i already unpacked. there shouldn’t be bad about your bedroom..” she said, you rolled your eyes. “whatever..” you mumbled, opening the door to now your room. “ONE FUCKING BED!?” you shouted, fermín stood behind you. you walked into your bedroom putting your stuff on the bed, fermín suddenly walked in. “que haces aquí, lárgate.” (what are you doing here, get out.) you said, he looked at you. “por que tan enojada?” (why so mad?) he said chuckling smirking at your reaction, you threw your shoes on the floor. “because i have to fucking share with you.” you spat out, walking out purposely bumping into his shoulder.

you went downstairs, to the kitchen finding a soda still thinking about the situation, you were upset. you never liked fermín, never did. everybody even your friends and his friends knew you didn’t like him, he was rude all the time for no reason, back to when you were in highschool he’d push you just to try to get with a friend of yours, that never worked. even at some point he decided to just be rude for no reason, no reason at ALL. now sharing rooms with him was just a mess. a horrible chaotic mess. you were now calmed down after 15 minutes later, after finishing your soda you went back upstairs. you saw fermín fixing his stuff, you sighed. he looked at you, “still grumpy?” he said as you rolled your eyes sticking the middle finger at him, “shut the hell up.” you said, “which side of the bed do you want?” you said, he chuckled. “aw, you’re going to sleep with me?” he said, mimicking you. “yeah thanks to your fucking friends and their girlfriends.” you spat out, sitting on the right side of the bed, “you can take the left side of the bed.” you spoke, he nodded his head just agreeing to you.

he looked at you, smirking to himself. you noticed looking at him, “i don’t know why you think it’s funny.” you said crossing your arms, now standing in the doorway of the bathroom. “it is, you obviously can’t get out the past and still stuck onto some thing you clearly still and do believe.” he said, you rolled your eyes. “and you clearly are too because you’re mentioning it yourself.” you said, leaning against the door. he chuckled shaking his head, “you’re an idiot, a fucking cry baby, just sleep on the fucking bed and get over it.” he said looking at you, his brows furrowing. “fuck you lopez.” you said walking away, disappointed at this whole situation. he went on his phone just to turn his music up.

you scoffed realizing he couldn’t hear your last sentence due to his airpods in his ears, you rolled your eyes getting up. you took off your sweater placing it on top of the pillow, now fully shoulder naked from your pink tube top. you looked down at your phone, 7:56pm. you chewed down on your flesh lip skin, you quickly walked out the room making your way downstairs, everybody was somewhat in the living room some sitting by the kitchen counter. you cleared your throat, “um i’m going out, do any of y’all want to go out with me?” you spoke, you heard a few no’s, “it was a long flight here, why are you going out?” aurora spoke, you shrugged. “just a walk to the beach.. we’re in the beach house so..” you spoke, she nodded her head. “well don’t get lost..” she said smiling, you nodded your head. “FIND A BOYFRIEND WHILE YOU’RE AT IT Y/N!!!” isabella shouted, gavi smacked her arm. “fermín will literally come downstairs and be pissed..” he said.

you frowned at the comment opening the door walking out the house, you put your wired headphones on putting on a song from your playlist, the sun was almost down. how fun.

approximately 40 minutes later

“y/n!?” fermín went through every room looking for you, his voice echoing through the upstairs part of the house. He stormed downstairs, everybody stopped what they were doing, “where’s y/n?” he spoke, aurora looked at gavi and gave her a look. “uh she uhhh..” gavi said, isabella was pinching his skin for him to not say such corny shit. “she went out for a walk, she’s somewhere in the beach.” isabella said letting go of gavis arm, “what the fuck? at 8:50!?” He said, gavi snickered. “you guys let her go out nearly at 10pm!? joder! no se pongan de pendejos!” (fuck! don’t act like idiots now!) He yelled, valeria looked at him. “why do you care? she doesn’t like you and you don’t neither.” she spoke, the room going quiet. he looked at your friend, “mejor callatè.” (shut up instead.), “mejor tu, ahora busca tu novia. solo hablas de ella.” (maybe you shut up, now go look for your girlfriend, all you do is talk about her.) cristo, isabellas boyfriend who was a la masia kid spoke, fermín scoffed before walking out the house slamming the door.

“why would you pinch me..” gavi said to isabella, she smiled. “i had to, you say nonsense stuff baby, besides y/n is young, shes the youngest out of everybody.” she said, eating a strawberry from the bowl.

fermín got in the car, driving to the beach. You were looking down at the water, admiring the small seashells you found. you grabbed one out the water, you smiled to yourself before another guy approached you. “you look a little young to be out here?” he spoke, you looked up furrowing your brows. “huh?” you said, confused. “hablas español?” (do you speak spanish?) he said, you nodded your head. “si..por que..” you said, he smiled slightly. you were still confused, “why’d you say i look a little young, i don’t know what that was needed for..” you murmured, he shrugged. you got up, the two of you walking together around the beach talking about how you ended up mykonos for the summer.

you and the stranger were currently by the stairs that led to walking to the beach, fermín spotted you by the corner of the stairs to the sand, he felt grossed out. The guy was ugly in his opinion, very..very ugly.. he wanted to do things to him, the rude things. you didn’t feel anything, not until you felt eyes. fermín was staring at the guy, you turned around and glared at him, you didn’t even say anything. “can i help you stalker? why are you here?” you said crossing your arms against your chest, he looked at you. “cause i uh..i got asked.” he spat out, you squinted at him with a disgusted look. “oh really?” you said, the poor guy cutting you off. “i didn’t know you had a boyfriend-“ he said, you turned around quickly. “h-he’s not!what!?” you said frowning, “he’s just a guy i don’t really know!” you said, fermín scoffing behind you. just by then the guy was already gone, you groaned loudly slapping fermins arm. “you fucking twat! he’s gone now. who fucking sent you here!” you said, now speaking with hands. “gavi and isabella did!” he spoke now speaking with his hands as well.

“know what just shut the fuck up! all you do is cause arguments with me for no fucking reason, fuck off.” you said walking away, he followed you. “complaint all you want but i had a right to come and stop whatever was happening.” he said, you turned around stopping your walking. “shut up. just shut up.” you said walking upstairs, he followed you. “why the fuck are you even flirting with that man, he’s probably 30. you’re literally 2 years younger than me.” he said, you looked at him. “CAN YOU SHUT UP.” you said, the urge you had to slap his chest or something. he was irritating and annoying, all these questions for what. “ever since you met me and got to talk all that shit you still can’t stop, shut up already.” you said, walking to his car opening the door. you got in slamming the door, your arms crossed against your chest looking out the window. “See you’re still believing everything.” he said, you looked at him. “ya! callatè!” (stop! shut up!) you yelled, you rolled your eyes, frustrated with this situation. the only now possible solution was a nap.

“fucking child can’t even think properly.” he murmured, you punched his dick enough of his nonsense, he yelped in pain. “shut up. this is my life not yours, the worst situation i didn’t expect to happen literally came to life, sleeping with the only guy i hate because of how i was treated for no reason.” you said, glaring at him he slapped your hand off. “dont fucking touch me.” he said, you glared at him again mocking him, “keep fussing about the bedroom situation instead, or instead shut up. my god you talk a lot.” he spoke driving home, “this is why i always made fun of you, cause you’re annoying as fuck.” he spat out, you looked at him. your frows slightly furrowed, mouth slightly dropped. “what..?” you said, he looked at you. “i was joking.” He said, “no you werent. you say things and never think, not even apologize.” you said, “leave me alone, don’t even say anything to me.” you spoke, the car now parked bt the house. You got out slamming the door walking inside, he chased you inside. “maybe dont chase older men.” he said, you opened the door, everybody in the house going quiet at the arguing.

“my god! get out of my dating life you’re so fucking annoying!” you said before he scoffed, “am annoying, your the brat taking all my jokes too serious. he said as you ran upstairs yelling, “stop controlling my life!” you said, “you’re a brat y/n!” He shouted, “fuck you!” you yelled out loud and clear slamming the door. gavi and Isabella staring shockingly at each other, “wow fermín..what did you do to her..” gavi spoke lowly, he threw the keys in the small bucket. “nothing. just caught her talking to some guy older than her and shes pissed, even pissed about some bed.” he said, isabella snickered. valeria walked over to the kitchen, “she’s younger than all of us, she’s only eighteen. i think you should understand her too..” she spoke slightly smiling, gavi chuckled shaking his head. “or you can just fuck her, simple.” everybody eventually hoped in the conversation saying, “alright that’s disgusting.” Or “what the fuck pablo.” fermín shook his head, slightly smirking at the thought. “definitely not..” he spoke.

“she doesn’t like you ever since she was just in her 3rd year of highschool..” isabella spoke, he looked at her. “i know that already.” he said, now sitting on the kitchen stool.

meanwhile a furious y/n upstairs..

you kicked your shoes off throwing them across the wall, you shakily sighed loudly. you took your headphones off, placing them on the nightstand including your phone, you went to find your stuff to use for the shower, your undergarments and your pjs obviously. you grabbed everything walking to the bathroom and closing the door, that was something everyone noticed about you. when you were quiet, it was because you were mad, upset or sad. you were now in the water letting the water run down your body, so many thoughts, ‘did he like you?’ ‘why hasn’t he apologized?’ ‘did he go through the same and passed it on to me?’ ‘does he love me?’ all that repeated through your head as your vision began to blur from the tears swelling in your face, you leaned closer to the water letting the water hit your face.

suddenly you closed your eyes and there you were.

it was study hall period you were walking by yourself before you bumped into a jock, none other than fermín lopez. You looked at him smiling slightly, “sorry..” you said, he held you by your arms. “you know you look familiar..” he said, you gulped. “i-i don’t know what you’re talking about..” you said, he titled his head. “really? not after you purposely said shit about me cause of your friend?” he said, you looked at him. “i was defending my friend, i can honestly say what i want. you did the same too.” you said, he grabbed your jaw looking down at you, “don’t touch me! get off m-me!” you said, he covered your mouth. “you’re fucking annoying, quit speaking about me on situations that dont involve your name, it’s very stupid.” he said, you felt like tearing up but you wanted to say more words. “besides, that explains all the rumors about you being a whore.” he said, walking off. you looked at him.

you immediately opened your eyes, already a few tears rolling down your cheek. you turned the water off, you wiped your tears getting out the shower, you did your routine, drying yourself wrapping a towel around your hair. you changed into a black grey t-shirt that pooled over your inner thighs and a pair of plaid black and white shorts. you heard a knock on your door, you looked at the door. “y/n! it’s me! are you alright in there?” isabella quietly spoke loud and clear, almost for you to hear. you walked over to the door slightly opening it, “yea..why?” you said looking at her, “just checking..i don’t know whats up with him.” She said quietly, you smiled slightly again. “yeah..” you spoke, “you sure you don’t..want to come downsta-“ she spoke, you said “no.” she looked at you nodding her head, “okay, just sleep then it’s okay..goodnight y/n..” she spoke, “goodnight.” you said smiling at her, closing the door again. you went back to the bathroom taking the towel off your head letting your hair fall loose.

you fixed the bed giving up, knowing none other but fermín would be sleeping with you. you did the bed, placing a white blanket ontop of the duvet before undoing the bed, getting under the sheets. you turned one lap on, the warm light making you slightly smile. you turned to your side, facing the window as you fell asleep to the sound of the air conditioning in the room.

approximately a few long ass hours later..

fermín was currently downstairs with gavi, both chitchatting about how highschool was and football.. “i have to get heading, isabella is probably waiting or asleep.” gavi spoke, fermín nodded his head. his mind still thinking sbiut that argument, his heart fluttering at the thought of you. “oh and, just try to apologize to y/n..” he said, fermín nodded his head getting up before gavi went upstairs. fermín now turning off the lights, heading upstairs and into the room you two shared. he opened the door, to find you asleep. you were facing his side now, deeply asleep. he went into the bathroom going to rinse himself. meanwhile for a sleepy you, you were shifting around the bedsheets finding a comfortable spot to sleep in. you heard the door open, your eyes slightly opening just halfway. you looked at the tall boy before falling back asleep, still asleep you didn’t hear a single thing.

he looked at the floor then the bed, with no other option he chose the bed. he gave in, knowing his body was aching from the workouts he had been doing, not even feeling fermíns weight on the bed, he laid next to you. he kept his distance away, he slept facing the pther side, meanwhile you were facing his back. obviously since you were in a sleeping spell.

4:44 am..

you woke up, fermín was holding you. you frowned not wanting to move his hands, what the hell were you thinking. you gulped, still remembering the situation. it had you still pissed off, he had his chest and crotch against you. you smiled to yourself giggling, before you slowly began to grind your ass against his crotch. you bit down on your lips, your stomach began to flutter as you continued rocking your hips in circles. you heard a few whimpers coming out him, you giggled feeling him suddenly grow an erection poking your ass. he slightly woke up, grabbing your waist tightly. you widened your eyes fake sleeping, “what are you even doing y/n..” he murmured still sleepy, your chest was slightly rising quickly, heart beating fast. he smirked to himself, you were holding urself back attempting to not say anything. his hand was already sneaking up to your lower tummy, you felt his warmth caress your skin, his fingers sliding inside your shorts. your eyes widened, cheeks all flushing pink. he continued rubbing you, fingers pacing up the speed. “f-fer..” you moaned out, he smirked slapping your clit.

“what the fuck!” you sat up looking at him, he looked at you. “still upset?” he said tilting his head, you shook your head. “n-no..why..” you said, still looking at him. he held your hand, you blushed heavily. you crawled closer to him, sitting infront of him, meanwhile he was laying down back facing the wall, “did you ever mean those things..” you said looking at him, he looked at you, “no..” he said, you giggled. “not even after calling me a whore?” you said, he shook his head. “no i wasn’t thinking y/n..that was a while back..you were young too..” he said, you crossed your legs. “yeah..whatever..you did it after i lost my virginity to one of your friends..i forgot his name..” you mumbled, looking down. “we’re not friends anymore. that was awhile back.” he said, holding your chin. you looked at him. “you’re a really sweet adorable girl y/n..” he said, you looked at him. the little sparkle in his eye making your heart flutter, “you care a lot for your friends, especially everything.” he said, his fingers now tracing circles around your thigh.

he was now sitting up, you leaned closer to him wrapping your arms around him. you placed your lips on his, kissing him passionately. he kissed you back holding onto your waist, you pushed him down lips still glued onto each other sitting on his crotch. you slightly began to move your hips against him, he widened his eyes. “f-fer..” you said, he pulled away confused. “what? whats wrong?” he said sitting up, “n-nothing..i-it’s just..a-are you s..sure..?” you said looking at him, hands on his chest, he smirked shaking his head. flipping you over.

now.. you were laying down. he hovered above you, your cheeks were flushed with pink, “i want you, been wanting you. you don’t know how long i’ve wanted and waited for this.” he said, kissing you deeply, you kissed back your hands sliding in the black shirt he was wearing. he moved his lips down to your neck, starting to leave wet kisses, around your neck. his weight now ontop of you, his crotch in contact with your clothed slit as you raised your hips up trying to reach for something. he pushed your hips down, sucking on your skin. “f-fermin! s-someone’s going to n-notice!” you said smacking his arm, he groaned in response, still working on the hickey. you held onto his arm, trying to move your hips before he pulled away from your neck. you blushed heavily, he pulled your shorts down as you looked away embarrassed. “y/n look at me.” he said, you nodded looking at him, “when’s the last time you did it..” he said, you gulped. “s-since a year ago..” you mumbled, he kissed your forehead.

“wha-what..is it bad?” You said, he shook his head. “no, don’t worry..” he said, his eyes narrowing down to your panties. “how pretty..” he spoke, you rolled your eyes. “s-shut up!” you whisper yelled, he pulled you closer to him. he pulled off his grey sweats down with his boxers as well, you blushed heavily once his cock sprang out. you gulped, “fuck. I didn’t bring any protection.” he said, you smiled at him. “it’s fine..you can take me raw i-i don’t mind..” you whispered, he chuckled kissing your forehead—hands placing next to your head. he lined his cock against your entrance, spitting down rubbing his saliva all over his length. he pushed himself in, your breathing starting to hitch as you arched your back once he fully got himself in. you shut your legs around him, you were whimpering and wincing slightly in pain. he pressed his forehead down against yours, “shhhh..don’t want to wake the others up, don’t we pequeña?” he said pecking your forehead as you nodded, “m-mhm..” you breathed out, “want me to start moving?” he slightly pulled up your shirt, caressing the side of your waist.

you nodded your head, “y-yes..” you spoke under your whimper, he slightly began to thrust slowly inside of you. you held onto his arm, your stomach fluttering. “d-does it hurt?” he said, you shook your head. “n-no..j-just too big..” you moaned out, he looked down at you holding onto your hand. you looked up at him, “or do you want me to go a bit further?” he said, you nodded your head—embarrassed to speak of your noises, not to mention! your heated up red cheeks, he raised your hand placing it against the pillow. thrusting quickly, you moaned softly feeling him inch out your walls, your hands sliding inside his shirt slightly scratching his back with every small hard thrust. you were whimpering, kissing the side of his neck to hold your moans in, my my..it felt so good. you were moaning uncontrollably, not as loud..but loud enough for fermín to groan into your ear.

he fell on you, dick still thrusting into you as he rocked his hips back and forth. you held onto the back of his head, you were moaning uncontrollably. “should’ve done this e-earlier when we hated each other..” he groaned out, you cupped his cheek looking at him. your mind was foggy, nearly blind by the pleasure consuming your body you felt in a different state of mind, he continued kissing the side of your neck still moving inside you. “f-faster..please..i-i need y-you so so b-bad..” you whined out in between your moans, he pushed himself in deely, thrusting faster the bed creaking and frame slightly hitting against the wall. your eyes rolling back at the pleasure, you burried your head against the pillow. “y-yes! r-right there..!” you moaned out, hands all over his torso.

he groaned feeling you squelch around him, your legs nearly crossing around his lower back. he pulled out in the middle of his thrusts, you whined at the loss of contact as you looked at him, “w-why’d you stop..?” you said breathing heavily, he wiped the sweat off your forehead shaking his head while smiling, he slammed himself inside your walls. you gasped between your loud moan, feeling him pump harder and faster inside you. you scratched his back, moaning loudly. “so tight and nice..” he groaned into your ear, caging you with his hands. “m-mmhmm..” you said, your eyes rolling back again. he chuckled, watching your eyes roll back. “so..no more bad mouth? shit talking?” he said, you looked away moaning uncontrollably. he pulled out just halfway slamming himself back in harshly, with that swift movement he grabbed your chin, “answer me y/n.”

you moaned louder again, he chuckled again watching your response. “n-no! n-no m-more..” you moaned out, he smirked. your heatness on your tummy increasing, the small little stupid smirks and flirty talks making you flustered. “i-it’s too h-hot..” you whined, he wiped off the sweat off your forehead. “hm, i wonder why?” he said tilting his head, he thrusted harder making you moan louder. you slowly began to tighten feeling your orgasm coming, “f-fer..i’m close..” you moaned out, he rubbed your forehead. “i’m almost there..just a few more okay? you’be been doing so good pequeña..” he whispered out between his groan, you blushed heavily. your hands crawling up to the hem of his shirt, you tugged on it.

he smirked, pulling his shirt up taking it off scarding it somewhere in the room. you cupped his cheek, kissing him. he kissed back, the kiss sloppy and slow. your free hand running down his back, “i-i can’t hold on..i-i’m all tingly..” you said whining, he pulled away looking down at you, “it’s okay, just a few more. i promise.” he said, finding your g-spot and without a warning, thrusting quicker into you. your eyes rolling back yet again nearly screaming, your tummy going rollercoasters making your thighs twitch. “o-oh fuck!” you moaned out scratching his back, you seriously felt like giving up, your high coming in closer and closer. your back arched gushing all over him without any sign, causing fermín to squirt his hot warm loads inside you. you fell back on the mattress looking at him, breathing heavily, he caressed your forehead rubbing his thumb up and down. “you did so well after a year ago baby..” he said, you panted out giggling.

“again..please..” you looked at him, his eyes widened. “you’re not tired?” he said, you shook your head. “n-not not really..you’re not t-tired yourself t-though..” you croaked, he nodded, “sit up.” he said, you sat up closing your legs shut to not let any of his cum ooze out of you, he smirked. you sat up sitting on your knees as he laid down, you looked at him. “you know you want to take control..” he said, you giggled crawling over to him, you placed one leg next to his thigh, the other on his other thigh. you aligned yourself, sinking down into his cock. you moaned out, stomach fluttering again. you slowly began to rock your hips back and forth, he groaned feeling you everywhere. he raised your shirt up, you smacked his hand off. “i-i’m in charge, r-remember.” you spat out, he chuckled spanking your thigh. you moaned out, whimpering by every little grind against him.

“fuck..move faster, i don’t care if they hear us anymore.” he groaned out, you giggled starting to slightly bounce on him, you moaned uncontrollably. your ass smacking against him with every bounce, your hands on his chest nearly scratching his chest. he sat up as you looked at him, you removed your hands off his chest—bringing your hands up to your shirt. You raised your shurt to your abdomen before taking it off, you tossed it on the floor discarding it somewhere. his eye’s widening, his hands scattering to your chest..he began fondling with your boobs. You wrapped your arms around him, he buried his face down your chest, a giggle leaving out your mouth as your hand rand down his hair, he began kissing around the skin of your boobs.

“w-what are y-you doing!” you whisper yelled. he bit down on your nipple, you whiny moaned. you began bouncing a bit quicker onto him, you scratched his back. he pecked your boob before his mouth went over to your neck, he began sucking onto your skin again. your head leaned back, you held onto his arm. you stopped moving face all hot and red, “s-seriously!” You yelled, the sounds of him sucking down on your nipple and the little fat around you boob making you embarrassed. “why aren’t you moving.” he said, you gulped. “u-um-“ you moaned out once he began thrusting his hips up into you, you leaned your head back.

he bit down on your nipple as you whiny moaned, your eyes rolled back feeling the tip of his dick hit near your g-spot. “y-yes! pl-please there!” you moaned louder, he squeezed your boob hardly leaving a mark as you scratched his back. you pressed your forehead against his, he squeezed and slapped your ass harshly yet again leaving another mark. you cupped his cheek, kissing him deeply. your legs wrapping around his waist now, he kissed back letting his tongue slide inside your mouth, exploring around. you sucked around his tongue, his hand squeezing your boob still—your moans uncontrollably slipping out, the bed creaking and lastly the sounds of skin slapping just echoing around the room.

you pushed him down as he was laying down, you grabbed the hand he was squeezing and holding your boob with pinning it against the bedframe, you were leaning against him. “h-hey!” he spoke, frowning. nearly laying down, your boobs nearly infront of his face as you rocked your hips quickly against him. “f-feels so good and b-better..right baby..” you moaned out, you slightly gripped onto the bedframe making it creak. his cheeks turned pink at the comment, you giggled flicking your hair to the side. “my god, you’re so perfect..” he murmured, you began bouncing onto him moaning within every bounce of each. your ass slightly twerking down onto him, you laid your chest on him leaning near his neck. you sucked onto his neck, kissing on the spot.

that only took about a few minutes until he grabbed you by your arm, you yelped once she flipped you over—still inside you, he pinned your hands above your head. locking them with his hand tightly, “w-wait!” you whispered, he pulled out. your eyes widened knowing the next move,“n-no! d-don-fuck!” you screamed in pleasure the second he slammed himself inside you deeply, the tip of his cock hitting just near around. your legs crossing around his waist, you moaned uncontrollably with every thrust, he was gripping onto your hands causing the bed to thud. your stomach began to slowly tighten, “c-close..” you moaned out, he burried his face into your neck. pounding into you, your vision getting blurry and seeing little white stars, you moaned into his ear causing him to twitch inside of you. his grip getting looser on your hands, your nails running down his back. he groaned loudly almost immediately bursting out, he moved deeply pounding into your g-spot yet again, you bit down on his shoulder, muffling your scream. “not gonna last longer if you keep being like this..” he groaned out, you giggled kissing his cheek.

his hand sneaked under you as his fingertips began rubbing against your clit, while his cock was pulsating inside of you. you leaned your head back, arching your back moaning loudly. “k-keep going! i-i’m so c-close!” you moaned out, he continued rubbing your clit in circles. your eyes rolling back, tummy getting tighter. “i-i c-cant hold o-on!” you moaned out. his thrusts driving you insane, you moaned his name out repeatedly chanting it over and over as you gushed around him again chasing your high, he groaned loudly injecting his spurts of cum inside of you from your clenching. you panted heavily. he laid next to you, you were shaking as your head turned to look at him. “d-don’t ever bring th-this night up..w-whatever stays in here..remains quiet..” you sighed out, he chuckled nodding his head before bringing you into his chest. you rested your head on his chest, his arms wrapping around your back. “s-so..what are we after this..” you spoke, he looked down, wiping the sweat off your forehead before kissing it down.

“hmm..do you think we should start off dating..” he said, you giggled burrying your face into his chest. “you’re so adorable..” He mumbled, your eyes slowly closing. he wrapped the blanket around both of u again as you whined, “i-it’s hot..” you mumured, he played with your hair as you fell asleep. “goodnight you brat..” he murmured, falling asleep eventually himself.

12:16pm..

your arms were wrapped around fermín, his face resting against your boobs. you hummed, hand running through his hair. “it’s 12:16..we have to wake up before they suspect anything fermí..” you whispered, he groaned turning his head to the wall. you giggled, “come onnn..” you said he slightly opened his eyes looking at you he pecked your boob, you rolled your eyes playfully. his mouth wrapping around your boob, you smacked his head. “fermín!” you slightly yelled, he chuckled getting off you kissing your lips. you kissed back giggling, slightly sitting up. you were about to get up as you felt your legs about to give up, you fell whining on the floor. fermín looked down st you smirking, you sat back on the bed. “what’s wrong?” he said, “my legs..they feel funny after last night..” you murmured rubbing your eyes grabbing your panties, putting them on. “good, you were fucked just exactly how i wanted and with the way you’re walking there will be no questions.” he spoke.

you whined trying go reach, your inner thighs aching. “fer! be quiet! can you give me my shirt and shorts..” you said, he nodded his head. grabbing both shirt and shorts, he laid you down. “hey!” you said, he put the shorts on for you. your cheeks warming up, “sit up.” he said, you sat up putting the shirt over you. you hugged him, he fell on you smiling. “funny how one thing changed quickly in one night..” he spoke, you kissed his cheek. “and i thank you for that..i love you.” you said, he blushed heavily. you giggled pecking his nose, you sat up. “go get changed now silly..” you said, he groaned putting his boxers back on. you watched him put his sweats on, you bit down on your lip. “i like you without your shirt on..” you mumbled he chuckled, “you really think they’ll let me go downstairs like that?” He said, you shook your head giggling walking to the closet finding his black tank top. you blushed heavily, “carry me i can’t walk-“ you said, he chuckled.

he walked over to you, picking you up. you giggled as the two of you went downstairs. the conversations everybody had going silent once they saw you and fermín suddenly happy. “am i seeing this or are fermín and y/n now getting along.” aurora said, gavi snickered. “i don’t think that’s what happened.” he spoke, isabella smacking his head. “they just woke up don’t start..” she said sitting down next to him, you got on fermíns back due to your legs. he sat you down on the stool, you swung your legs around. “didn’t you two argue..” cristo spoke, you looked at him, his eyes widened when he realized. “Oh what the fuck.” he said, gavi turned around wanting to know. “what happened..” he said, you giggled cupping your cheeks watching fermín. “YOU TWO FUC-“ gavi whispered as isabella covered his mouth, “did you two actually..” she mouthed, you smiled before spinning yourself around with the stool. fermín walked over to you and sat next to you, everbody had noticed how he seemed different.

a few minutes later..

everybody was busy eating their breakfast or lunch, you gave fermín a look to help you get up. you slightly got up holding onto his shoulder, he got up holding you by your waist guiding you to the couch. “looks like y/n and fermín made it up and fucked guys! pay up!” gavi shouted, everybody groaned. “nobody is paying you 20 euros for fucks sake!” valeria shouted. “n-no we didn’t!” you pushed him off, your legs wobbly and shaking. he smirked squeezing your ass without everybody noticing, “are you sure? from the looks of last night you couldn’t stop moaning over and o-“ you covered his mouth, “be quiet!” you said holding onto his shoulder.

“if you be quiet, maybe we can go at it again.”

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aleenuhs · 16 days

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Arthur comforting crying/ upset reader

𖦹 Always Here

thank u anon <3

word count: 1,099

paring: Arthur x GN!reader

a lil bit of angst if u will.

You had accompanied Arthur, Charles, and Sadie on an outing to Saint Denis, to go play some poker at the Saloon.

Sadie had forced you to go, though you'd wanted to stay at camp finishing up your chores for the night.

But you went.

It was crowded and stuffy in the room, sitting across from the table they were playing at, eating some of the beef jerky you had in your pocket. A bit bored, you looked at the people in the room just watching, careful not to stare because people were easily offended by the gaze of another human being.

Arthur and the others were fully engrossed in their gameplay, which you'd opted out of cause you never understood it, or liked it for that matter. You wanted to go back to camp, not be here with a bunch of drunk men and working girls.

Your eyes fluttered, through all the noise, you somehow fell asleep for a bit.

When you woke back up, you were still sitting in the same chair. Surprisingly, you weren't robbed or anything bad.

You looked around the room again, spotting the table that Arthur, Charles and Sadie were once playing at, and they weren't there. Your heart rate immediately spiked, had they left without you?

You sprung up from the chair that you were sitting at and walked outside to see if they were out there, no clue where they'd went from the time you were awake, till now, not to mention, how long had you been asleep?

You walked around, in search for any of them, and no luck.

You knew Shady belle was within walking distance from where you were, but it was dangerous. And you didn't have your horse, so you couldn't ride back. The worst part was that they'd forgotten all about you, Sadie and Charles. But worst of all, Arthur had forgotten. It made you slightly angry that your own significant other would do such a thing. You walked up to a random person, who you saw had a pocket watch.

"Mister?" You spoke quietly, tapping him on the shoulder.

The man looked you up and down, before nodding.

"You know what time it is?"

"1:20."

Your eyes widened, "1:20, thank you." You repeated before walking off, damn it was late.

No stagecoaches were out at this time of night. What could you even do?

You walked around for a moment before you were met with a overwhelming urge to just walk all the way back to Shady Belle.

So you did. Holding yourself, as it was cold, you walked all the way back, shivering slightly. The tears left your eyes, but you didn't sob, no, they were silent tears.

When you arrived after 30 minutes of walking, you immediately walked into the house and went up to Arthurs room and stood before the bed, watching him sleep. he woke up to you. You looked wrecked, tear stained cheeks and bleary eyes, he could hardly see with just the small lantern lighting up the room.

He rubbed his eyes and sat up next to you. "Why aren't you in bed?" He asked, obliviously, maybe he was drunk.

You wanted to yell at him, but instead your words came out in a soft tone. "You left me, Arthur."

His eyes went back to their cold gaze. "Huh?"

"What is not to understand, Arthur? You left me at the saloon in Saint Denis!" Your words were more charged now, but not exactly yelling, just a bit more angry you felt.

"Jesus... Im sorry, I didn't mean to- er.. Leave you there darlin'." His eyes widening after he realized just what he had did. He gets up and puts his hands on your shoulders, and with this. You start to cry.

You don't even lift your head up to look at him, you play with your fingers.

His eyes fixed on how broken you looked, tears streaming down your face, he hardly knew what to do.

"I am so sorry." He speaks, almost silent. He brings you in, hugging you tightly, his big arms wrapped around you made you feel slightly better. But not entirely.

"I had to walk here, Arthur." You murmured.

His breath hitched. "Nobody... did anythin' to you, right?" He would curse himself if you said yes, but luckily, you shook your head. He sighed a breath of relief. "Good, but I truly am sorry, that I left you there, that we left you there."

You didn't respond, the tears still falling from your eyes. His warmth surrounds you, almost overheating your body. "Arthur promise me this won't happen again."

He looked at you, "I promise to try, I never intended for this to happen." He notices your lip trembling, he brings you even closer. "C'mere." He lays down on the bed signaling for you to join him there.

You hesitate for a moment, but end up laying right next to him, you nuzzled yourself right into his neck and sighed deeply. His calloused hand reached up to your face, fingers on your chin. "Look at me, darlin." He spoke softly, a difference in his voice, the voice that was usually brash and loud was somehow comforting you as you cried. "I love you, so much."

A smile reached your lips when he told you that. "I love you too."

"I will always be here for you, I can't believe I let myself do what I did back there." He admits. "I'm sure Sadie and Charles meant no harm by it as well."

You nod, knowing that there was no mailce behind this.

His hand runs up and down your back, soothing you, calming you down, taking away all your worries. He adjusted you, making sure that you were more than comfortable with him. He just held you.

At once, you were just sniffling, no more tears to shed. He had calmed you down, one of the only people who could.

He was truly the definition of duality, he could go from brutal to plain out kind and caring, and it was all for you. Everything he did, was for you, so you didn't have to worry. You could imagine that he was still constantly cursing himself now that he'd left you at the saloon, then walk all the way back to Shady Belle by yourself.

But now that you were safe in his arms, all those worries went away. "Shhh, shh. Rest, you can sleep now." He cooed, rubbing your neck and placing kisses on your forehead and nose.

You fell asleep shortly after.

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imagines4thefandoms · 1 year

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Family for Christmas

“Merry Christmas love,” Henry said kissing your shoulder as you slept.

“No it’s too early for Christmas. It doesn’t start til 7 not 8,” you said turning your head to face your boyfriend and pulled the blanket over your head.

“Well I hear little feet that says it’s now,” he commented hearing your son running from his room to the living room and now heading to your room.

You and Henry have been dating for 2 years now and your son loves him more than he loves you. And you know Henry adores your son. Sometime you notice Henry spends more time with Scott than he does with you which warms your heart. Scott needs a man in his life and Henry has been a great influence on your 6 year old.

“Mommy, Henry wake up. Santa came it’s Christmas,” Scott yelled jumping on the bed landing on Henry’s stomach.

“No Santa said we can’t open presents til 8,” you said pulling the blanket from over your head and pulling your overly energetic son into your arms.

“No mommy, Santa didn’t say that. We open presents in the morning. It’s morning,” Scott said trying to wake you up.

“How about we make mommy a cup of coffee and see if that will wake her up,” Henry offered pulling Scott over his shoulders like a sack of potatoes.

You rolled onto your back and watched your loving boyfriend and your son head to the kitchen to make you coffee. Henry never hesitated or was put off because you are a single mother. After he met Scott he said it didn’t bother him, he just has two best friends. Everything about how Henry is with Scott made you love him so much more but you were taking things slow for Scott’s sake. You didn’t want him to get confused or too attached incase things didn’t work out but based on the laughter in the kitchen Scott would definitely take your boyfriends side in any fight over yours.

A few seconds later your two boys came back into the room with a giant cup of coffee with whip cream and sprinkles on top. Scott had a giant smile on his face and a bit of whip cream on the corner of his lips.

“Oh wow, this looks amazing,” you said sitting up and taking the cup from your 6 year old.

“I did it all by myself, Henry didn’t help at all,” Scott explained excitingly. His eye were wide with pride as he waited for you to take a sip.

“Oh it’s the best cup of coffee I’ve ever had,” you said putting the cup on the night stand and pulled him into a hug.

“Really, mommy,” he asked looking up at you.

“Oh yes, if you can make me this every morning I would never go to Starbucks ever again.”

You took another sip of the overly sweet coffee and your son jumped off the bed and grabbed Henry’s sweater that was lying on the chair in the room and threw it at you.

“Now presents. I’ve fed the mommy monster now I want my presents…… please,” he said with a cute smile and a tilt of his head.

“I don’t think calling the mommy monster that to her face was a smart idea,” Henry said stepping away from your son.

“Im not a mommy monster,” you said throwing your pillow at your boyfriend.

“Yeah your a lot nicer after your have your coffee. Less monstery,” your son said standing front of your boyfriends trying to protect him.

You laughed and threw Henry’s pillow at your son but Henry caught it before it hit him in the face. Your boyfriend picked your son up and they ran out of the room yelling for you to get up. You put on Henry’s sweater and grabbed your coffee walking out of your room into the living room.

There were maybe 20 presents under the tree. Mostly from Santa cause you were not going to spoil you kid. Henry on the other hand could never say no to your kid so he definitely has a few gift hidden from you for Scott. Your son was hitting by the tree with a present in his lap and talking to Henry about what toy he thinks Santa brought him. Henry was waiting for you on the couch with a fluffy blanket.

“The sun is barely awake. I’ll give you 20 bucks if we can sleep for another hour,” you tried to bribe your son.

“No presents, this is for you Henry,” your son said grabbing the present in his lap and brought it over to you furnace of a boyfriend.

“Thanks buddy,” he said opening it up.

It was a superman Christmas sweater with the big “S” on the front and a cape on the back. Scott saw it in the store the other day and kept saying he had to get it for Henry that he would love it and wear it all the time.

“DO you like it,” Scott asked jumping up and down.

“I love it buddy,” he said getting up off the couch and putting it on. “How do I look?”

“Super,” Scott said running and jumping into his arms.

Scott was explaining the sweater with the symbol and the cape while you got up and grabbed a couple presents so the three of you could stay under the warm blanket. You expected all three of the presents to be for Scott but was shocked to see your name on one of them.

“What is this,” you asked holding up your present.

“Its a gift mommy,” Scott said running over to you and pulling you onto the couch so you could open it.

“Hen, I thought we said no gifts,” you scorned your loving boyfriend.

“Well I got this amazing gift so,” he said standing in the superman pose.

You laughed and shook you head at the man who was a giant child. You opened the present and inside was a pandora bracelet box. You opened it and saw it was a silver charm bracelet with S and H dangling from it.

“Oh my god this is beautiful,” you said wiping a tear from your eye.

“I helped pick it out mommy. S for Scott and H for Henry. When you wear it you will know we love you. So never take it off,” Scott said taking the bracelet and trying to put it on your wrist but failing.

Henry leaned over and helped him out and watched you admire your new piece of jewelry. You kissed your sons head then stood up and pulled Henry in for a kiss.

“I love it,” you said kissing all over his face causing a small “eww” to come from behind you.

“Merry Christmas darling,” Henry said returning the gesture of a millions kisses getting a fake gaging sound from Scott.

“Gross. There is no kissing on Christmas just presents,” Scott said opening his gifts.

He got actions figures, legos to build with Henry, a switch so he could play some video games with Henry, books and nerf guns. There were no other presents under the tree but Scott held u his little finger and ran in to his room and came back out with a poorly wrapped gift with way too much tape and glue.

“Merry Christmas Henry,” Scott said handing the gift over and taking a big step back to watch his reaction.

Hen looked over at you but you had no idea what this gift was. He slowly opened it and saw it was a framed drawing of the three of you. You then noticed that there was a dog flying in the background which was probably Kal.

“I drew it for you,” Scott said slowly stepping forward and making his way between you and hen.

Once he sat down he pointed out every little detail of the photo. After he just stared up at Henry who was still silently staring at the photo.

“You don’t like it,” Scott sadly said filling the silence trying to take the photo back.

Henry pulled Scott into a hug and you noticed that his cheeks were wet. Henry pulled your son into his lap and kissed his head.

“I love it buddy. It’s an amazing picture of all the people I love,” Henry reassured as he kissed Scott head again.

“You really like it,” Scott said happily looking up at him.

“Yes, it’s the most important thing I own now. I’m going to take it with me everywhere I go so I know I have the two most amazing people waiting for me.”

“I love you Henry,” Scott said wrapping his little arms around Hen’s neck.

“I love you too, buddy.”

You left those two to play with the new toys while you started getting ready for Christmas dinner at your parents. You were in the kitchen making a few things and just listening to Henry explain to Scott how to play some game. While the food was being set aside in the fridge to be cooked at your parents house you noticed it was almost 8 am and decided to start making breakfast.

“Scotty what do you want for breakfast,” you asked looking in the fridge making a mental note of what you had and what you needed to get when you go to the store in a couple of days.

“Get dressed,” you heard Henry said walking into the kitchen and closing the fridge.

“Where are we going,” you asked before making sure Scott wasn’t looking then kissed Henry.

“I’m taking you guys to breakfast. So you don’t tire yourself with cooking so much today.”

“But I don’t wanna,” you whined thinking about wearing actually clothes this early on Christmas.

“Grab a pair of my sweatpants and meet me and Scott in the car in 5 minutes,” he warned slapping you ass.

Scott was waiting by the door with one of his non-superman action figures and his coat and rain boots. You gently slapped Henry’s chest and went to your room to do just at he said. When you finished getting dress Henry and Scott where already in the car jamming out to Christmas music.

“Mommy do I have to sit in my car seat i’m a big boy. This is for babies,” he complained sitting next to the car seat.

“How far away is the restaurant,” you asked looking at Henry.

“8 minutes tops,” he replied.

“Ok but you sit right and sit back. I’ll have to get you a booster seat later,” you said placing your hand on Henry’s thigh trying not to cry cause your baby is growing up.

Henry waited til he was sure Scott was buckled and sitting right to start the car. You noticed out of the corner of your eye that every so often he would look in the rear view mirror to make sure Scott was siting right. Henry held your hand as Christmas music played and Scott was in the back playing. It wasn’t long til Henry pulled into the IHop parking lot. As soon as Scott saw we were at his favorite restaurant he started leaning forward and jumping in his seat.

“Scott buddy you need to sit still. I know you’re excited but its dangerous if you don’t sit right,” Henry said stopping the vehicle in the middle of the parking lot.

“Im sorry,” you son said sitting right which prompted hen to park the car.

The three of you got out of the vehicle and went to grab a table. Scott walked up to the hostess wished her a merry Christmas then asked for a table.

“Of course sir, just follow me,” she said grabbing menus and headed further into the building.

The waitress stopped at a booth and asked Scott if this table was acceptable and he responded with a Kurt nod. She placed the menus on the table and walked away. You sat on one side with Scott and Henry sat across from the two of you.

“I want hot chocolate and a smiley face pancake and bacon,” Scott said looking at everything in the menu.

“Ok scotty,” you said messing up his hair.

The waitress came back and Scott ordered his food and Henry ordered 2 more hot chocolates, French toast for you and a breakfast sampler for him. While you waited for the food, Scott was explaining how excited he was to go to visit Henry’s family for a late Christmas next week.

“I wanna see the guards with the silly hats. Can I get a silly hat,” Scott asked.

“If we can find one yeah,” Henry said.

It didn’t take long for the food to come and when it did the three of you sit ate in silence. In the middle of eating a boy around the age of 12 came up to the table holding a notebook and a pen.

“Im sorry to bother you but can I have your autograph,” he asked Henry.

Henry held up his hand cause the kid came up to the table when he was mid bite. You grabbed the book from the kid and placed it in front of Henry.

“Of course he will,” you reassured the kid.

After Henry got his food down, he signed the notebook and smiled at his sweater.

“I got that for him,” Scott said staring the kid down.

“Its so cool that you know superman,” the kid told Scott.

A second later an older man came up and apologized for the kid interrupting our meal. He tried to take the kid away but then he asked for a photo.

“Sure,” Henry said wiping his hands and his mouth then getting up from the booth.

He took one photo and once the kid was satisfied he ran off and told his mother all about meeting superman. Henry sat back down and Scott went to sit next to him.

“What’s wrong buddy,” he asked gently nudging him with his elbow.

“Why did he want a photo,” Scott asked.

“Cause i’m famous buddy, a lot of people ask for photos and autographs.”

Once Scott wrapped his head around Henry’s famousness he finished scarfing down his breakfast and talked about how he wanted to play his new video game with Henry before we left for Christmas dinner.

“Sure but we have to help mom clean up and cook first.”

Scott reluctantly agreed and finished his food. The waitress came back to the table and left the check on the table. Henry left money on the table and a nice tip as you left the restaurant. The car ride home Scott sat without being told to sit back or anything. And once you got back home you cleaned up the wrapping paper that was all over the place and Scott grabbed your coffee mug while Henry went to help put Scott’s new things away in his room. Seeing that you still had 4 hours til you had to head out you went to lay down for a bit longer seeing how you were rudely woken up.

Henry and Scott came into the room too which would have made you whine in protest but Henry sat you up so you can sleep on him and Scott sat next to you and you three just laid in the bed. You slept while Henry was playing some game on the switch with your son.

You woke up to Henry kissing your head. The shower in your room was running and you could hear Scott laughing and water splashing.

“Wake up love, it’s time to get ready. Scott is taking a bath and I have your shower running,” he whispered tearing the sheets off you.

He left you to attend to Scott and you just heard Scott yell ‘ho ho ho’ which meant he had a bubble beard. You slowly got up out of bed and hopped in the warm shower. You were enjoying the hot water hitting your back when you heard Scott come into the bathroom.

“Mommy I don’t want to wear a suit,” he whined.

“Grandma loves when you wear a suit,” you told him.

“But I get I don’t like it. I want to stay in my pjs,” he stomped his feet.

“How about suit no jacket,” you suggested.

“Can I wear my cape.”

“Yes.”

“Deal,” he said closing his eyes and sticking his hand in the shower to shake.

You shook his hand and pushed him out of the bathroom. While you were washing your hair, the door to the bathroom opened again.

“Scott we already made a deal,” you shouted thinking it was your son.

“Not Scott. He’s picking out his cape,” Henry said getting undressed and stepping into the shower with you.

You felt his hands on your waist and let out a small shriek.

“Henry, Scott could come in any second,” your said slapping his hands.

You quickly finished your shower and got out so you wouldn’t have to pay for your son’s therapy in the future. After you got out of the shower you wrapped yourself in a towel and started drying your hair.

“I want to apologize in advance for that you are about to experience Hen,” you told him as you stared at your reflection.

“Ive been to your family dinners before what’s going to be different,” he asked sticking his head out.

You looked at him and saw that his head was covered in his shampoo and just smiled at the domestic vibe of everything.

“Well there’s going to be people you haven’t met there and whom I don’t like so there’s that.”

“Judgmental aunt,” he questioned.

“No you met my judgmental aunt and you know that my family doesn’t mean have the stupid stuff they say but these people do. They don’t jokingly judge they judge judge and think they have an opinion in your life and want to give you relationship advice on a guy who’s a dead beat and you are better off without but insist you should give him another go cause its how a family is suppose to be,” you ranted not realizing til Henry let out a joking whistle.

“Sorry,” you said putting your hairdryer down and sitting on the toilet.

“Don’t apologize,” he comforted still sticking his head out of the shower. “You’ve never mention Scott’s father before.”

“Cause he’s not worth mentioning. He was super excited about having a baby but after 9 months of Scott being born he said its not what he expected. Not as fun and exciting. It was too hard for him,” you confessed.

“Well he’s stupid. Scott’s amazing,” he responded going back to his shower.

“He is, but it still hurts you know. I see his face when a father son event comes around and he says he can’t go. Scott doesn’t deserve a dead beat for a father. Philip hasn’t even sent a card or called for his birthday.”

The shower turned off and Henry stepped out and grabbed the towel hanging on the rack. After covering up he knelt in front of you and held your hands.

“You are an amazing mother raising that amazing kid all by yourself. Don’t let anyone try to convince you differently. I’ve seen children with both parents around be a complete arsehole. And your son isn’t an arsehole so that’s an achievement.”

“God I love you,” you said grabbing his face and firmly pressing your lips against his.

“I love you too, now let’s get ready,” he said standing up and pulling you up with him.

You went back to drying your hair while Henry went to get dressed. To make Scott feel better he decided to wear a suit like him. After you did your hair and make up, you put on your simple green dress. When you walked out Henry was helping Scot with his tie which matched your dress. Scott decided to wear his superman cape because it was red which is a Christmas color.

“Lets go I wanna see grandma and becky and willy,” Scott said standing like superman then running around the room so his cape flowed in the wind.

“Wait, we gonna do the bet,” you said taking your wallet and placed a 20 on the table.

“Um i'll eat all my vegetables and i'll go to bed an hour early,” Scott offered.

“And you will pick up without having to be asked.”

“That’s asking for to much mommy. Don’t get your hopes up. Veggies and early bed take it or leave it,” he offers holding his hand out causing you to chuckle.

“What’s the time,” Henry asked.

“2 hours,” you stated.

“Ok i’ll double it if you can go the entire time, from start to end no stain no mess,” Henry said putting another 20 on the table.

“5 hours can you do that Scott,” you asked putting the money in an envelope and handing it to Henry.

“Yes I can, I hate veggies,” Scott replied.

With the family bet made you piled into the car and started to head to your mothers house. Since your mother’s house was pretty far away, Scott had to sit in his car seat which he wasn’t happy about.

“Mommy when I win I’m getting a new car seat. One for big kids,” he said crossing his arms in anger.

“Okay baby, first thing tomorrow we will get you a new one,” you said reaching behind you and gripping his foot.

Henry placed his hand on your thigh and gave you a reassuring squeeze as you looked out of the window.

“Henry if things get heated please take Scott somewhere else,” you asked him.

“Things didn’t get heated last year,” he questioned.

“I was still trying to impress you,” you joked holding his hand.

“If it gets too much we can leave for England tonight and never come back,” he joked.

“Don’t joke Hen cause I might take you up on that.”

Even though you stomach churned as you got closer to your mother’s having Hen touching you settled the butterflies. Sometime you still don’t believe he’s your boyfriend. You can’t believe how lucky you’ve been with him coming into yours and Scott’s life. When you pulled up to the house your niece becky was outside with your siblings.

As soon as the car stopped Scott unbuckled and jumped out of the vehicle to hug his aunt and uncle. “Happy Christmas,” he shouted before hugging becky and running inside.

Becky ran over to you and jumped into your arms but then went to Henry. She held her hand out and tugged his hair a bit. Her mother ran over and apologized before taking her from your boyfriend.

“She just started walking and she can’t be stopped,” you brother stated.

“Scott is still that way,” you warned him.

After helping him get becky’s diaper bag and play pen the four of you walked into the house. Your mother was in the kitchen. She turned and looked at you and engulfed you in a hug.

“My baby I’ve missed you,” she cried like she hadn’t seen you last week. “Were the food.”

Before you could even stress about leaving the food Henry put the diaper bag down and said they were in the car. He walked out and came back in with 3 dishes. He put them in the oven and came back to give you a kiss.

“You really are super,” you joked laying your head on his chest.

You walked around the house greeting everyone and were having an amazing time. Til the front door opened and you could just feel the judgment fill the room. Your uncle’s mother, Brenda walked in with her bags of gifts and her nasty perfume.

She walked in greeting everyone with kisses to the cheek. After she greeted you she announced she has brought a guest. And as if this night couldn’t get worse, in walked in your ex Philip.

“Hey, (y/n),” he said wrapping you in a hug. Which you was accepted just because you were too shocked to protest.

“What are you doing here Philip,” you asked coming to your senses and pushing him off you.

At the sound of your ex’s name Henry placed his arm around your waist and pulled you close to him. Philip glared at the motion then turned back to Brenda.

“I ran into Philip the other day and just thought how long it’s been since he’s been to a family event and thought it would be nice to see him again,” she said putting her purse on the table and taking a seat.

“Nice for whom,” you asked louder than you expected.

“He’s family dear. It was time you moved past your childish behavior and did want was best for Scott. He needs his father,” she said ignoring the looks of disgust on your face.

“I don’t see him anywhere all I see is a dead beat who thought a baby was too boring and wanted excitement so he left,” you whisper yelled worried that Scott would hear from outside where he was playing.

“You kicked me out,” Philip objected.

“You wouldn’t even look at Scott without this distain for him like he ruined your life.”

“Dear, stop being so dramatic you need to do the right thing and have a normal family. You don’t want to confuse Scott,” Brenda said stating her unwanted opinion.

The back door opened and in walked Scott. Philip started walking over to him but Scott looked at him like a stranger which, he was, then ran over to Henry.

“Henry can you come play. Willy and Becky are the supervillains and I need your help to save the city,” he said pulling his hand not waiting for his answer.

Knowing things were going south, he let Scott pull him outside. But Philip stoped him and knelt before your son.

“Hey buddy it’s me dad,” he said as if he’s been gone are a year not his entire life.

“Not your buddy,” he said pushing past him causing you to let out a chuckle.

“Really, you turned our son against me,” Philip yelled after the door closet.

“Can’t turn him against someone who has never been in his life. I never told him about you cause I didn’t want him to know that you met him, spent 9 months with him and the thought ‘nah I don’t want him’.”

“That man your dating is not his father and I don’t see why your letting him treat him like one,” Brenda butted in.

“Im doing no such thing. Henry is just being himself. He loves Scott and has been there for him for the past two year. Two year. You could stand to be in Scott’s presence for 9 months. So as far as i’m concern your not his father either,” you yelled.

“I have a right to my son. And I don’t want that man around him,” Philip said sitting down as if he was having the last word. “And i’m going to take him til school starts again.”

“What,” you nearly screamed. “You are not taking MY son for even a second.”

Guessing your were too loud Scott ran in worried about you. Philip pulled him into a hug and you could see the uncomfortable look on your sons face. He tried to wiggle out but Philip wouldn’t let him.

“Scotty you’re going to come home with daddy and we are going to spend time together,” he said ruffling his hair.

“What about the England trip and my funny hat,” he questioned.

“We are still going baby, Philip is joking,” you reassured him mentally pleading for someone to remove your child from his arms.

“What trip,” Philip asked gripping your son’s arms.

You could feel the anger seeping from every inch of his body. Philip was never violent but he doesn’t have the patience to take care of a child.

“We are going to have second Christmas with Henry’s family in London next week. We are leaving on Wednesday,” he explain still trying to get out.

Henry stepped closer to Scott hoping to grab him but Philip snapped at him to stay away from his son which cause Scott to go from uncomfortable to scared.

“Mommy what’s going on,” Scott asked.

“Nothing baby, Philip is going to let go of you and your going to go outside til us adult solve a little problem,” you said in a calming voice trying to sooth your son’s fear.

“I’m his father, you’re not taking him out of the country without me and definitely not with him,” Philip said nodded his head towards Henry who was starting to get angry.

“Ow,” Scott said as Philip gripped his arm tighter.

“Let him go now,” Henry whisper yelled not wanting to scare Scott even more.

“You do not tell me how to deal with my child,” Philip said pushing Scott off his lap and standing up.

“Leave now,” you mother said checking on Scott before she ushered him outside. “You are not and will never be welcomed here.”

“Not without my son,” Philip said taking a step to the back door.

Henry blocked him. Philip tried to step around him and Henry wasn’t going to let him anywhere near Scott.

“Jesus (y/n) that man has no right to stop Philip from seeing his son this is a family event. I’m not sure why he is here anyway,” Brenda yelled standing up for Philip.

“Henry is my family he is Scott’s family. Philip is not, you are not. Your my uncle’s mother you are not my family so why are you here. And I don’t see how any of this is your business. You have never and will never have a decision or opinion that is relevant to how I raise my son,” you yelled back at her.

“How dare you speak to me that way. I’m worried for Scott cause you are not doing a great job raising him I mean look at how rude he has been and disrespectful,” she stated.

“Enough,” Henry stated raising his voice scaring you a little as how you haven’t heard him this angry. “I won’t stand here and listen to you question her parenting. (Y/n) has been a mother and a father to Scott for 6 years. While you decided being a father wasn’t worth it, she didn’t waver to it for a second. And I may not be his father but i’m never going to abandon him. And as much as I would love to take credit for a fraction of the kid he is, I haven’t and wouldn’t dare try to parent him that’s not my job but I do stand by her every decision.”

“You have no right to speak to me that way,” Brenda cried.

“I do when you keep trying to tear down the woman I love and plan to spend the rest of my life with,” he said looking over at you.

You could see in his eye that he want to come hold you not to give you strength but to get some from you but he didn’t want to give Philip a direct line to Scott. The room fell into an awkward silence when the kids came back inside cause it was too cold. Scott quickly came to sit next to you and Henry was not far behind.

“Is the problem solved,” Scott asked.

“For now yes, but are you hungry,” you asked him.

“Yes I want ham and Mac and cheese and 3 biscuits,” he said with a smile looking at Henry mentally asking him to make his plate.

Before Henry could get up Philip made the plate and placed it in front of Scott. He looked at the plate then at Philip then Henry and laughed.

“These are scones not biscuits silly,” he said taking the biscuits off.

“Those are biscuits,” Philip said confused.

“He mean cookies,” you stated. “He’s been learning some of the English slang from Henry.”

This time Henry got up and got the cookies that Scott wanted. One by one people went to fix themselves a plate but the awkwardness didn’t fade. After dinner it was time for presents. With the presents it was like the giant fight that we had before never happened. That was until Philip opened his mouth.

“So Scott did Santa bring you everything you asked for,” he asked sitting down next to him as he played with his new race cars.

“No,” Scott said nonchalantly.

“Baby, what did you want,” you asked him worried that you forgot something major.

“I don’t want to say. I might make you upset or mad,” he said not looking up.

“Oh baby nothing you can say right now will make me upset or mad. What did you want for Christmas,” you asked siting next to him and forcing him to look at you.

His eye went from you to Philip to Henry to your mother then back to you. “I want Henry to be my dad,” he said putting the toys down.

You sister stood up and announced that she planned a scavenger hunt for the kids and took them back outside. She was out there for a few minutes then came back in stating they are going to be preoccupied for half an hour at best.

“What the fuck,” Philip yelled as soon as the back door closed.

“Calm down,” you told Philip.

“Why when you are trying to get my son to replace me with your current booty call,” he yelled waving his hands around.

“Im doing no such thing and he is my son. You don’t get the right to call him your son when you’ve been out of his life more than you have been in it. And don’t go blaming Henry for any of this either. Don’t get mad cause he constantly makes Scott feel loved and safe and happy,” you yelled back.

“I don’t trust him around Scott he is not family,” Brenda said once again thinking she had a say in the matter.

“Oh but you would trust your husband to watch my son or your grandkids even though he’s in jail for touching little kids,” you announced.

“Damn,” you heard you brother laugh under his breath.

“You don’t know what you’re talking about. That was all a lie,” she stuttered out.

“I’ve been nice Brenda. I’ve listen to you nag about what is best for a kid you see once a year or twice at most. I’ve been nice for the sake of my mother and my sister but i’m done. I don’t want to hear another word in relation to Scott or my relationship with Henry come out of your mouth ever again. So you’re going to sit there and just wait keep your mouth shut which we make everyone here happy,” you scorned her then turned to Philip, “I’d rather not take this to court cause I shouldn’t have too. If you would have walked in here and apologized and asked if you could see Scott I would have probably said yes but no you come in here all fragile masculinity type demanding to see him and then you have the nerve to scare him and hurt him. So consider this your informal serving. When we get back from London i’m getting a lawyer and fighting for legal fully custody.”

You could see the anger filling his face as you pressed your index finger against his chest with every word of your threat. Philip grabbed your hand and twisted it.

“Im not going to let you keep Scott away from me,” he growled twisting you wrist more causing you to cry out in pain.

Henry grabbed Philips wrist where he was hurting you and squeezed til he let go of your hand. “Touch her or Scott again and I will hurt you,” he threatened as he turned to come check on you.

In all of the commotion you didn’t notice Scott run back in the house and open the front door. Two police officers walked in and tried to calm everyone down. Henry gently took your arm to check you wrist when Philip tapped on his shoulder and went to punch him in the face but without thinking Henry dodged the fist and Philip ended up hitting you on the chin.

You didn’t even register the punch all you hear was Scott crying out and you just wanted to see is Scott was ok.

“Shit, darling are you okay,” Henry asked touching your chin causing you to wince.

The officers slammed Philip against the wall and put him in cuffs then pushed him on the floor. The female officer walked over to you then radioed for EMS to come check you out.

“Ma’am are you okay,” the female officer asked trying to get your attention.

“Where’s Scott,” you asked wincing as you moved your mouth.

Suddenly little arms wrapped around your neck and you could feel the little tears fall from his cheek to your neck.

“I called them mommy cause you said to call when you need help and that guy wasn’t listening and he was scary,” Scott confessed as he sat back and looked at your face.

“You did the right thing kid,” the female officer told him. “You were really brave.”

“The bravest,” you said pulling him into another hung.

Philip started to yell that he was Scott’s father but the male officer told him to shut up then brought him out to the police vehicle.

“I don’t want a dad if he’s it. I just want a mommy and a Henry.”

After EMS came and checked you out and you gave the officers your statements, you and Scott sat on the couch and watched the grinch. Henry was in the kitchen grabbing you a bag of ice seeing how you refused to go to the hospital. Your aunt stood up and let out a small laugh saying how Henry ruined Christmas.

“I hope you’re happy about breaking up a family,” she commented pouring herself some wine.

“Goodbye mother,” you heard your uncle say as he held up his mothers purse. “I speak for everyone here when I say go home.”

She was in shock but left once she saw how no one was coming to her defense. She slowly walked out the door and your mother slammed it shut behind her and locked it. Everyone sat down on the couch and you rested your head on Henrys shoulder as he gently pressed the ice to your chin.

“Well seeing how (y/n) is the family disappointment it doesn’t matter that I dropped out of college does it,” you cousin announced trying to lighten the mood.

You let out a small laugh making your chin hurt. Even your uncle laughed til he realized his daughter wasn’t joking.

“Im sorry you what,” he asked angrily.

“Henry is the home wrecker,” she cried trying to get the attention off her.

“Good cause you two are mine,” Henry whispered in you ear holding on to you tighter.

You lifted your head and placed a small kiss on his shoulder. Scott looked around the room and then got off the couch and ran outside. Your mother gave you a confused look and went to go after him but you stopped her.

“I’ve got it,” you said getting up and dropping the bag of ice in Henry’s lap.

You found Scott outside in the rocking chair crying. You knelt in front of him and just rubbed his knee.

“What’s wrong baby,” you asked him.

“I ruined Christmas,” he cried out hiding his face in his hands.

“You did no such thing.”

“I made everyone fight.”

“Sweety, it’s Christmas. It’s a time where family get together after not see each other for a while. There’s bound to be a fight but that’s ok cause families fight but we still love each other and we still show up for other family event,” you explained to him. “I’d be worried if we didn’t fight.”

“Do you and Henry fight,” he asked finally taking his hands out of his face.

“Yes we do,” you told him wiping the tears off his face.

“We fight about me leaving my smelly socks around, and when she takes forever to get ready for an event for my work but it’s always my fault,” Henry said kneeling next to you.

You didn’t hear him come outside but glad he did cause a smile appeared on Scott’s face when he told him what you fight about.

“But your still here,” Scott stated processing that fighting doesn’t mean leaving.

“Of course I am. I love your mummy even when she puts her feet on me when she is cold or when she wakes me up when she can’t sleep but she doesn’t know I know that,” he told Scott whispering the last part. “And I love you even when you think batman is better and even when you steal the last bite of my food. I’m not going anywhere. And god forbid your mum is ever tired of me and we break up, you are still my best friend and I will always be there for you.”

Scott jumped into into Henry’s arms and let out a little cry. “I still want you to be my daddy Henry.” Henry pushed Scott back so he could look at him and wipe any remaining tears away.

“I was going to wait til we got to England but your son is stubborn and persistent,” Henry said reaching into his jacket pocket and pulling out a little black box. “I know how you hate doing anything cheesy in front of family but I want both of you and your family and the entire world to know you guys are stuck with me and I’m stuck with you two. No matter the fights. My world is so much better with you guys in it.” Henry opened the box and there was a beautiful ring with with a rose gold band and an emerald stone.

“Henry,” you cried as he slid the ring on your finger.

“Will you marry me?”

You were too busy crying and looking at the ring so you didn’t answer which was stressing Scott out. “Say yes mommy. I promise to clean up for a whole month.”

Henry let out a laugh and you slowly started to nod your head. “Yes i’ll marry you,” you said throwing yourself in his arms cause the three of you to fall the ground. Henry gently grabbed your face and firmly pressed his lips against yours. He let you go when he heard you wince but you didn’t let him get far. You pulled him back to you and ignored the pain.

“Can I call him it now,” Scott asked standing up.

You let out a laugh and nodded your head not caring about what your family will think or how it would make Philip feel.

“I love you daddy,” Scott screamed as he jumped on Henry.

“Love you too, buddy.”

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you are my sunshine ⟶ jj maybank x gn!reader

REQUEST: "i was wondering if you could write a oneshot of jj singing “You are my sunshine” by Johnny Cash to reader since in your fics he calls her sunshine?" ( @nevaeheva1 )

A/N: i have been so very active and i am so sorry. i graduated highschool and have been working full time so i haven't had the chance to write. im sorry for the late response!

SUMMARY: after a panic attack, jj sings to u to help you fall asleep.

WARNINGS: panic attacks, anxiety attacks, swearing, fluff

GENRE: fluff

WORD COUNT: 601

(gn = gender neutral reader) not edited!!

lower case intended

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YOU pace around jj's room at the chateau, your heart racing and palms sweaty. jj is out in the living room with the pogues, drinking and having a fun time, while you snuck off with the excuse that you needed to change your shirt.

it hit you out of no where. the shaking hands and rapid breaths, the panicky glances that you shared while staring at your drunk and happy friends. your eyes started watering and your sight became foggy. that was when you booked it to jj's room. once you closed the door, your hands gripped your hair while exasperated breaths quickly left your lips. your back hit the wall and you slowly slid down, covering your mouth to silent your cries so your friends wouldn't hear. 20 minutes later, jj knocks softly on the door.

"sunshine? you okay in there?" he asked from outside the door, slightly slurring his words. you stifled a sob while letting out a shaky "yeah, be out in a second" hoping he would go away. the door knob twists, and jj slides in the room. instantly, his drunken state sobers up and he's rushing over to your side in panic.

"sunshine, what happened? are you okay?" your hand falls from your mouth and you let out a strangled sob, instantly folding into jj's embrace. he rubs your back and kisses your head while whispering sweet nothings in your hair, trying his best to calm you down. eventually, the panic subsides and you're exhausted and sniffling while jj continues to hold you.

"what happened, sunshine?" he quietly asks, gently pulling away from you to look at your face. you let out a small sigh and run your tired hands through your hair.

"i don't know. it hit me out of no where. i tried to stop the panic attack but it just wouldn't go away." you mumble into your sleeve, your tired eyes looking at him softly. he nods his head and gently stands up, holding his hands out for you to grab.

"let's get you to bed, love. you're exhausted." you nod and take his hands, slowly standing up and walking towards his bed. you lie down and jj lays beside you, covering you up and pulling you into his chest.

"want me to sing you to sleep, sunshine?" he whispers into your forehead. you quickly nod and snuggle your face into his neck. he plays with your hair and rubs your back while taking a breath before starting to sing.

"the other night dear, as i lay sleeping, i dreamed i held you in my arms. when i awoke, dear, i was mistaken. so i bowed my head and i cried. you are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are grey, you'll never know, dear, how much i love you. please don't take my sunshine away."

he stops for a second, but you hum in his neck, insinuating to continue on. he smiles and leaves a quick peck on your head before continuing.

"i've always loved you and made you happy and nothing else could come between. but now you've left me to love another. you have shattered all of my dreams. you are my sunshine, my only sunshine. you make me happy when skies are grey. you'll never know, dear, how much i love you. please dont take my sunshine away."

he finishes and looks down at you while you softly snore, snuggling closer to him. he smiles at you and admires you before kissing your head again and tracing small shapes on your back.

"goodnight, sunshine."

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 6 months

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WIBTA if I complained about getting docked pay because we were locked out of the workplace?

I (17M) started a job about a month and a half ago, and I work 7am morning shifts on Saturdays and Sundays (evening shifts on 2 or 3 weekdays. $11 an hour). I always make it to my shift on time and clock in at least a minute early, or on the dot. Im never really early, but I hate the idea of being late and have put in effort to make sure I have a good record regarding that.

last weekend, I showed up Saturday morning and couldn’t get inside- the shift lead had not arrived yet to unlock the door, so i and another coworker waited. It was 7:05 when I remembered I could access the website we use to clock in, and so I did that. The lead had slept in (she, ~22F, is a respectful person though a bit disorganized and forgetful, however I understand that she’s under a lot of stress) and showed up finally around 7:25.

We got in, did our stuff, it was fine. But towards the end of my shift I saw her going through our time cards and “correcting” my clock in to the time at which she arrived. She reasoned that because we couldn’t get inside we weren’t working and therefore couldn’t be paid for it.

That day was only a 2 hour shift, so that was about 20% of that shift taken from me- it wasn’t my fault I was locked out, I was here perfectly on time like every time. It’s not really a big deal, and thus far I haven’t made a fuss about it, but the other coworker locked out with me mentioned that this has happened before. I honestly expect it to happen again considering it’s quite an early shift and it’s easy to sleep in, and the shift lead is a quite exhausted person.

So if this does happen again, WIBTA for complaining to a higher position? Is there a certain threshold (eg less than 30 min) where I should let it go?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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luvyeni · 1 year

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Can I request morning sex with chenle like you waking up cause he’s grinding on you in his sleep and it just leads to sex 🙏🏼 the lack of chenle smut on this app has me in shambles

Also I literally adore your writing <33

MORNING SEX; ZHONG CHENLE

pairings. boyfriend!chenle x fem!reader

wc. 524

warnings. consented somno, unprotected sex

chenle was the very first smut i posted on here, i'm glad he made a comeback, it is rare to see a chenle smut, i hope you like it 💓!

morning sex with chenle before you guys start the day.

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your eye's fluttered opened, confused as you felt your boyfriend grinding his morning woods against your ass. "chenle?" you called out to him, but he did answer. "babe, what are you do-oh?" you turned over, facing him, your annoyed frown slowly turning into a smirk as you come to the realization that he's sleeping.

"b..babe please." he moaned in a whispered tone. "please." he was having a wet dream. "please im so hard, please do something." his hips bucked up into the air desperately.

you looked at the clock, you both had 20 minutes before you had to get up and start your routines—why not, you chenle talked about fucking each other awake before, why not try it today?

you shimmed out of your pajama shorts, straddling your boyfriends legs, gently pulling his pajamas down, careful not to wake him just yet. his hard cock slapped against his stomach, you held it in your hand pumping it a few times, before hovering over his tip, slowly mounting yourself on his cock.

"fuck." you breathed heavily as his cock stretched you out, you started moving your hips up and down, bending down to press little kisses along his jaw.

chenle began to stir in his sleep, slowly waking up. "h..huh." his eyes opened. "baby what are you doing?" his voice laced with sleep.

"you were having a really interesting dream." you moaned, not stopping your movements, his lazy smile told you he was fully awake now.

"you were doing exactly this." he groaned, his hands coming down to your ass, giving it a slap. "except you were going faster." you sped up your movements as fast as you could, it wasn't often you rode chenle.

"s..so full." your hands were pressed against his chest as you bounced on his cock. "baby i know you can go a little faster, be a good girl, we don't have long." he gave your ass another slap, telling you to go faster, you obeyed. "thats it, fuck princess, bounce on my cock." he reached up to grabbed your boobs through your shirt.

"c..chenle, shit." your legs were starting to get tired, chenle took notice, immediately taking over. "it's okay, i got you." he plated his feet on the bed, wrapping his arms around your waist, fucking up into at a fast pace.

"fuck! " the wind was knocked out of you as his pace was much faster than yours and his trust more brutal.

"c..chenle, im about to cum."

his thrust were becoming less coordinated, signaling he wasn't far from his orgasm he'd been chasing since before this even started. "s...shit, me too."

"im cumming, fuck!" you moaned against his ear, body pressed against his. he pulled your ass flush against him as he painted your wall white, his own orgasm hitting him. "fuck!"

you stayed on top of him, feeling his cock soften inside you as you both came down from your high, just as your alarm went off. "i don't even think i can go into work after that."

"then take off, so we can do that again all day long."

©️LUVYENI

#kpop x reader #kpop smut #nct dream smut #nct dream x reader #nct dream hard hours #nct smut #nct x reader #nct dream hard thoughts #nct hard hours #nct hard thoughts #chenle x reader #chenle smut #zhong chenle smut #chenle scenarios #chenle imagines

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crookedkryptonitebeliever · 1 year

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Yandere Best Friend part 4

tw: suicide mention, infantalization, rant in da author note, general yandere shenanigans, angst

also damn ageless and minors DNI please </3

my masterlist

hi guys heres another projection extravaganza becasue my paretns are not really supportive of my wish 2 have a gap year and i still gotta hustle even tho im so exhausted n tired and upset and need comfort and broken leg and feeling inadequate n everything so FAST bruh they said im SLOW cause im not in a universtiry by 18 </3/3/3//3/3/3 im tryine </3 but covid BAD and i turned 20 like fuckin last month which made me more shit

anyways enjoyyye

You haven't heard from your friend for days. He hasn't come to visit you but you knew he was working silently in the background when you received the news that your bank account wasn't in the negatives anymore and you no longer have to gouge your eyes out just to pay your student loans and medical bills. You breathed a sigh of relief when you realized that you don't need to file for bankruptcy to stop yourself from plummeting further.

Are you really free from all debt, though?

You really don't know how to proceed. What do you say to your friend? What is he going to do next? What does he expect in return? How will you do your taxes on this?

Sure enough, he returned to you. Still in a foul mood, but he is much mellower and he is leaning towards the heartbroken, sad side.

He went on a sobbing rant about how he wanted you to be spoiled rotten-- how he wanted to spoil you rotten, how he very much preferred you to be arrogant and entitled from being treated like absolute royalty. You could and would get away with anything. You would be above law and beyond.

You wouldn't have to be a commoner working hard to put food on the table, everything you need and wanted would be at your fingertips; no matter how expensive, immoral or illegal it may be.

He wanted you to be ignorant of poverty, deprivation and anything bad about reality. At least, you would be in bliss.

But now, you're hurt all over. Ruined and broken, tainted by the suffering of life. And, it was all his fault.

Your friend stroked your dry, sandpaper-like hands tenderly, morosely. It was such a shame, such a tragic fate you had. He promised you will never ever have to lift anything heavier than a champagne glass or handle anything rougher than silk. You will be pampered and have everything done for you to the point where you don't even need to think your own thoughts.

Drowsy from all the painkillers you had, your friend ran his fingers through your hair to tidy them. You didn't reject him as it felt nice, comforting, even.

He expressed a gentle, teary smile, cupping your cheeks with his soft, smooth and manicured hands. What a stark difference between his hands now and four years ago, you thought to yourself as he massaged parts of your face to stimulate blood flow and collagen formation.

I'll be back by seven. He whispered as he wiped the sleep from your eyes with his thumbs. It's now four in the afternoon, his phone is ringing incessantly and he lets it ring.

He eventually picked the call up while having a hand to pet your hair. You heard him confirm that he is going to a meeting of some sort, he informed the caller that he is going to be late. As he talks on, he leaned down to give you a kiss on the forehead. A silent goodbye before he goes away.

He continues on talking over the phone, leaving the room without sparing another glance at you.

You watched him shut the door behind him and heard quick footsteps getting softer and softer.

You took the time to reflect on what had happened, it was hard to grasp that he wanted you to be... a leech? And, perhaps it was the painkillers dulling your comprehension skills but, what you took away from his venting was: his has a weird obsession with the appearance of your hands. Or with hands, in general.

Too tired to deal with it, you closed your eyes and let yourself drift to sleep.

You woke up, feeling transported into the past when your nose picked up on the familiar aroma of your friend's cooking. It reminded you of your adolescence, your teenagehood and the brief time he stayed in this house.

You rubbed your eyes and saw your friend setting up a wooden bed tray on your lap. It was propped up by its foldable legs.

You were presented with the dish you missed the most, the dish he cooked for you frequently in the past and the dish that made you regress to your teenage self. It was comfort in a bowl, it was a reminder that you had very little things to worry about when you were with him. He would always take care of everything for you.

You tried replicating this dish many times. You followed the recipe to a "T" but you could never get it right, no one ever did except your friend.

He tidied your hair and tucked some stray strands behind your ear. You were given the option to feed yourself or to have him spoonfeed you.

He didn't pressure you into choosing the latter when you picked up the spoon. But he did remind you that the offer still stands.

The room was devoid of sound, save for the white noise coming from your air conditioner and the non-stop buzzing from his phone. Your friend absentmindedly fidget with his golden promise ring as he stared blankly at your leg casts, you couldn't understand how he has the will to ignore all those notifications.

He wondered where your ring was. He did have a hunch that you pawned it off in desperation. But he didn't want to confirm it with you as it might just break his heart even more.

He has nothing else to say and so did you. Your friend found solace in your presence while you only found awkwardness. Unnerved, even.

Your friend was the first to spoke up. He earnestly apologized for his unhinged previous behaviors, all he actually wanted was you to be happy and at ease. He doesn't truly want to take your autonomy away from you, he doesn't want to treat you like a toddler who knows nothing about the world around them. He just found it necessary to bind you for a while, to stop you from hurting yourself further.

Your friend assured that he won't stop you from pursuing whatever you want. It is your life after all.

He is just there to prevent you from being unhappy from failing too many times. At least, to the best of his abilities. He is a strong believer that some "failures" are required to elevate happiness. For example, it would feel extremely rewarding if you finally won a competition despite relentlessly competing against the best contestants the world has to offer.

If you want to attain other qualifications such as a PhD of your choice, or even an entire field change, he will bear all the costs. He will provide all the resources you need and more, you won't need to worry about money, chores or food. He will be supporting you from the shadows.

He made sure that you knew there would be absolutely no pressure for you to excel or to even complete your course. If you think it's not worth the stress, you can just drop out anytime, money is not a problem at all. Take as long as you want, try again as many times as you can take. Your friend would only encourage you to do something if it truly makes you feel fulfilled, happy and content with your life.

You asked about starting a business of your own. His interest piqued and he found himself gleefully motivating you to do so; under the condition that the capital and any connections you need to get it up and running comes from him.

You get to keep whatever profit you make and You would have full control over your business, the vision and mission is yours to play with. He will give you a tutorial based on his experience and tells you what to look out for, he will perhaps give you some advice or warnings here and there, but it is ultimately up to you to heed it.

He will watch you carelessly mess around with a proud smile on his face. You can choose to make your own connections in the industry, you can choose to hire your own people, you can do all the research yourself, you can choose how you want to get the word out there or...

You could simply just simply let him and his highly talented, highly skilled, highly experienced teams handle it while you take all the credit as a self-made entrepreneur.

He won't interject with unwanted help, unsolicited comments or extra funds if you don't want him to. It's all up to your whims and desires. It's just a silly, fun, little game for you to feel joy and self actualization. But if he deems that you're hurting yourself, mentally and/or physically, he is shutting it all down.

No, he won't shame or berate you if your business wasn't successful. He wouldn't allow you to cast blame onto yourself. No, nothing was wasted. Don't you dare think of yourself and your efforts that way. There is no such thing as losses when it comes to you, he is too generous for his own good. You gained some experience, you had fun and you learnt a lot... and that's all that really matters to him. You could fall and choose to either get back up yourself (under his vigilant supervision), or let him pick you up. Would you like to try again?

What if, you don't want to do anything with your business anymore? Well, there are many options for you to choose from. You could simply just shut it down with no repercussions. You don't need to be involved in the headache of liquidating your company's assets or dealing with the law if you don't want to. Hm? Oh, don't worry about all the people who are going to lose their jobs. They'll find new ones eventually. Your friend could take them under his wing if you want him to.

You could just dump it on his lap to manage it while you do other things that you're interested in. However, he is absolutely not changing anything or implementing any new policies to save it from collapsing in on itself unless you ask him to. It doesn't matter if it's costing him millions of dollars in losses, it doesn't matter if it's a liability to him. It's your project and he has no right to interfere without your permission, who is he to touch it when "you" were the one who originally gave it life? He will keep injecting money in without getting anything in return, he will gladly keep a living corpse of an enterprise, a financial parasite, stuck to his name and company.

You could sell it. Even if no one wanted to buy it, your friend would. And again, you can choose to control it although it's under his name, or let him transform it into something actually profitable-- basically give up charge over your business. But, you get to take the authority back whenever you want, please don't worry about the legalities or moralities. This is your world and everyone is just living in it, including himself.

On the other side of the coin, where if your business is raking in massive profits, you would receive praises every minute from him and the people around you. You would be celebrated and worshipped by everyone. He will make sure of it.

I may know many things about the world of trading but not all. Not even close. I might need to learn a thing or two from you. He chuckled, propping his head with a hand.

You asked if you can truly keep all the profits to yourself.

Yes and no. He answered. You don't have to pay him back or give him dividends even though he is a major, active investor. But, if you ever decide to put your business out there for strangers to buy stocks, you have no choice but to give them their share of profits. He would reimburse them if you want him to.

Then you asked him, what if you were to have no aspirations, no goals and no direction to head to? Becoming a complete NEET for the rest of your life? And a degenerate one to top it off? Only hiding yourself in your bedroom, living off junk, hissing at sunlight and consuming more than you create. Be it in terms of food or creative medias.

He frowned. He believes every human needs a goal to work towards to, in order to make their lives feel worthwhile, enriched and enjoyable. A goal is a goal, no matter how small or ridiculous. Yes, he would fund your NEET lifestyle only if you have at least three hobbies that:

Does not actively cause bodily harm,

Does not cause mental, self-esteem deterioration,

Does not cause you to be numb,

Gives you true satisfaction about yourself; I.e., a hobby that is challenging but achievable, something that gives you healthy agency,

Absolute complacency is the devil in his eyes. He isn't going to let you fall into that pit of consumerism hell, he knows it is a slippery slope to despair, pessimistic nihilism and suicidal ideation. If you can't find a hobby yourself, he is going to find something that keeps the cogs turning. But just enough, he is never going to overwhelm or overkill it.

You gave yourself a minute or two to think. You then summed it up to being: Your friend sees his money and status as a shiny toy for you to play with, however or whenever you want. As long as you're not harming yourself with it. Strange how he contradicts himself when it comes to the topic of doing nothing in life. Nonetheless, you're glad that he would let you think for yourself.

What's the catch? You mumbled, he hummed and tilted his head towards you as he didn't hear what you said.

What do you want in return? You don't buy the fact that he's completely selfless and so fucking charitable.

He is. But only for you.

Your hand in marriage. He replied, promptly and bluntly. No bullshit this time, no more flowery language about how he wanted you to be happy and healthy. He would give all of that in return for you to be his and for him to be yours.

What if I say no? You continued. He stared at you in shock and a bit of hurt momentarily before expressing an incredulous laugh.

You don't get to say no. Not this time. He smiled, but you can see the corner of his mouth twitching downward. There was a bit of an angry growl to his voice, which sent chills down your spine. Regardless, you pressed on, asking what he meant by that.

I mean what I say. You decided not to press further after he said his ominous piece.

He continued on with a lighter note, cheerfully asking you when you want the wedding to be, how you want the wedding to be and who do you want to come. He gave you a period of two years to think it through, if you haven't come up with anything satisfactory or anything at all by then, he will proceed with his own plans. Your friend seems to have a Laissez-faire approach to most things, you wonder if that was the secret to his company's rapid and massive growth.

He paused mid sentence when he realized that you have finished your meal a while ago. He asked if you wanted seconds or if you wanted a chocolate bar for dessert.

You said you lost your appetite.

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themultifandomgal · 10 months

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Hey I got a request for Tommy Shelby

So basically you are are Tommy Shelby daughter age 16 and you was at a family meeting and you was having this pains and turns out you was pregnant and you didn’t know and you give birth and it was the next day Tommy came round and was yelling at you for getting pregnant then you put your daughter in his arms and was like looking at you beautiful granddaughter hope that make sense

Tommy Shelby- Granddaughter

Trigger Warning- teen pregnancy

Pt2

I've been sat in my dad meeting now for the last hour, feeling sick and having stomach pains. As the meeting goes on the cramps get worse and worse. Im not even sure why I'm even sat in here listening to the family business since I'm only 16.

I'm no longer paying attention to what anyone is saying. I've never had cramps like these before

"YN what's wrong?"

"Sorry dad. Just don't feel to good"

"We're nearly done" I nod my head replying to my dad.

Another 20 minutes later and dad says I can leave and head up to bed

"How are you feeling?"

"Like shit"

"Language"

"You, Uncle John, Uncle Arthur and Uncle Finn swear all the time"

"Yes but your a lady and"

"Aunt Polly swears" dad sighs

"YN"

"Sorry"

"I'm heading to London now. I'll be back tomorrow evening. Will you be ok here with Aunt Poll?"

"Yeah. I'm sure I'll be fine by tomorrow"

"Ok" dad leans down and kisses my forehead before leaving me alone to sleep off whatever is going on.

That evening I barley eat anything and now Aunt Polly is getting worried

"I'm ringing your dad"

"No it's fine. I'm sure it's just my monthly finally starting"

"Finally?" Polly questions

"Yeah I've missed the last 3 months. That's why it's super painful" I give Polly a shrug

"I swear that mother of yours hasn't taught you anything. Honey that's not how periods work. Yes they can might not be regular but 3 months is a long time. These pains what are they like?"

"Erm it's like somethings squeezing my inside then releasing it. Like bad cramps"

"Sweetheart have you had sex?"

"What?" I frown looking at my Aunt

"It's ok if you have, hell only knows what I was doing at your age"

"Polly what's happening?" Worry starts to set in

"You need to answer my question first"

"He said that I wouldn't get pregnant the first time. Said that it was ok"

"Who?" I shake my head not wanting to tell her "YN who told you that?"

"James, he was my boyfriend"

"Was?"

"After we... he broke up with me"

"Fuck"

"Polly I'm not pregnant am I?"

"I think your going into labour" panic sets in. I can't have a baby now! Dads going to go mad "it's still early on. Try to get some sleep and I'll check in with you later"

Try to sleep she said. Easier said than done. Now it's the following afternoon, my waters broke 2 hours ago and now Aunt Ada has arrived with Aunt Esme and dads wife Grace is now here

"Ok YN looks like your ready to push" not really thinking about it, my body takes over and I have to push. Grace places a cool wet rag on my forehead while Esme and Ada are gathering warm water and towels

"Grace. You gotta make sure dad doesn't kill me"

"He won't. He's not going to be impressed that he's a grandfather, but he will fall in love with them where they're here"

"Im scared"

"I know. I was scared when I had Charles, but your going to be ok. Your in the best hands. Promise" with that she takes my hand and I push again.

After being in labour for over 24 hours I finally give birth to a baby girl who I've named Eloise

"She's beautiful" Grace coos stroking the babies cheek. Before I can respond the door opens and dad walks in. He stands shocked staring at me

"Grace please tell that baby is ours" he finally says "or Esmes"

"Tommy you might need to sit down"

"Grace, who's baby is that because I know that's definitely not my daughters" I wince hearing his harsh tone. I look at Esme for help but she looks at me with sympathy

"YN how can you be so stupid!" He yells waking the baby up who starts screaming

"Let me have her" Ada says taking the newborn out of my arms and into hers. She leaves the room hushing the little one

"Out! All of you out!"

"Tom..." Grace tries

"Out!" everyone leaves the room leaving me and dad alone

"Why didn't you tell me. I could have helped you get rid of it"

"Her names Eloise"

"I don't care. My 16 year old daughter just had a fucking baby"

"Dad I didn't know"

"Of course sex leads to pregnancy did you not learn from me and Grace?"

"I'm sorry" I quietly say. Ada comes back into the room with a now quiet baby. She hands her back to me while dad paces back and forth

"How stupid could you be?"

"Maybe if she had a mother she'd have known all of this?" Ada mumbles

"Don't you dare blame me for her mother leaving"

"I'm not I'm blaming her. Either way you now have a choice, either except that you have a granddaughter or loose both you daughter and granddaughter it's your choice" Ada leaves the room again. Dad walks over and sits on the sofa next to me. Without giving him a choice I place the baby in his arms. Immediately I can see how my dad is in love and I know will protect like he has me. Just got to stop him from going on a warpath finding the dad.

#peaky blinders #peaky blinders imagine #tommy shelby x reader #tommy shelby x daughter!reader #tommy shelby

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yelshin · 1 year

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CAT? HUMAN? | MLIST

﹙SCARAMOUCHE/WANDERER X FEM READER﹚

An: IM GETTING IMPATIENT TO POST THIS ONE SO ILL POST THIS RQ BEFR I GOT BUSY

Tw: 3.3 SCARAMOUCHE LORE SPOILERS, used pronouns in 3rd POV: they/them/you, cursing , another day another ginger slander/J DONT ATTACK ME PLS一

"ma'am are you sure you want a room this large-" "Did i stutter?" You send a threatening glare to the man while he nervously gulp "I-it cost 5,4000 (i def did not guess frfr) along with the items" You look over ur bank acc; feeling hesitant but still its for you best kitten right?

"fine, I'll take it." Just like that they start working on Kuni's new room which is pretty large for his size.. buy its okay atleast he got WAY TOO MUCH space to explore

"[Name] can you be fr right now?" Yoimiya sweatdrop while you're at the couch being proud parent that Kuni learned how to stand in 3 second "Yes Yoimiya I am being for real" you smiled before showering Kuni with your affection

"A LARGE ROOM JUST FOR A 3 SECOND STAND?? sigh this cat is very special yeah?" She also sat down beside you before noticing the amount of changes in your house

Before your house dont have toys around, a bowl at the floor, a sack of cat foods etc. 'thats a different breed there..'

Yoimiya looks over you who was busy pampering your kitten before asking the same question again "Are you sure you wanna pay that high just for...yk Kuni"

"He deserve everything in the world. If he got hurt i wont hesitate to hunt them^^"

"oh my fucking god."

"Kuni! Where are you, its time for bath!" You called out playing as if you dont see him at the very corner of your house; sulking

"there you are!" You pick him up before heading towards the bathroom and give him the most relaxing bath that no kitten could ever have(/j). Making a bubble bath you scoop some before putting it to his forehead as a hat... (ITS CUTE. FIGHT IF DISAGREE 👿)

You giggled before taking a picture of him having a bubble hat and grumpy looks and finish his bath and drying him up.

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"Can i PLEASE bring him? I'll make sure he won't hurt anyone" You plead at your(girlfriends) friends to let them bring your kitten to your hangout "Cmon [Name]! We only hangout for like 3 times a week and we rarely spend time with each other!" Hu tao frowned but even you guys hangout yesterday it felt like a month to them

You frowned before looking at Kuni who's sleeping peacefully at his cat tree wiping small tears in the corner of your eyes "but look at him! He look so lonely if i left him alone yk.."

"Why not hire someone to babysit him?" You grinned at Ayaka's idea before contacting someone to take care of your little (demon) angel Kuni while you we're gone

"WHY ME?! OUT OF ALL PEOPLE WHY." Childe sobbed at the fact his life is gonna be in danger for the next 20 hrs of his life "Don't worry this is your chance to befriend with him! Im sure he wouldn't hurt you unlike last time^^" and just like that you left with your girlfriends while Childe look at Kuni who's now awake and preparing his evil plans to make Childe living in hell.

Childe was chilling at the living room watching some movies on the TV until he heard a glass getting shattered on the floor. He look at the counter to see Kuni glaring at him before signaling him to put food at his container. Childe only rolls his eyes as he continues watching..which made your cat wanna scratch him again

"why should i give you food when you scratch me last time 😒"

It didn't take that long for Kuni to jump high and landed on Childe's stomach and Childe felt like his organs are getting destroyed.

"YOU LITTLE一" Kuni showed him his sharp nails meaning if Childe continue his words he wont hesitate to scratch him; damaging his face.

Childe gulp before going to the kitchen and put some cat food at Kuni's container "I wanna go home..." The ginger walked to the door and tried to open it but...

It was locked.

Childe felt the whole world is against him. He wanna get out of the house and leave Kuni alone! "What did i do to deserve this.."

"You not giving me food."

Childe flinch at the voice and look around to see a small person; with indigo hair and eyes. Childe was completely confused.

First Kuni is a little demon cat(for him) AND NOW HE'S HUMAN??

"WHO ARE YOU?!"

"the demon under your bed." Kuni answered grinning at the poor ginger "I KNEW IT! YOU LITTLE DEMON MAKING MY LIFE GO HELL!"

Kuni rolled his eyes and walk to the kitchen grabbing some sweets at the shelf ignoring Childe's presence. Childe grab his phone and instantly contacting you to tell that your kitten is officially now a human!

You felt your phone ring so you picked it up

"hello childe?"

"COMEHOMENOWYOURCATISAFUCKINGHUMAN"

"Can you PLEASE speak slower?"

"YOUR CAT IS A H一"

and after that the call ended, you just shrugged before continuing to eat your food

It took 30 mins to Childe to calm down before talking to Kuni who introduced himself as Scaramouche. "So like you can be a cat around [Name]...?" "Dumbhead i can turn into cat whenever i want, but for now ill stay hidden because I don't wanna be ended up on the streets again" Scaramouche frowned while Childe look at him with pure confusion

"You're lucky [Name] loves you so much that they bought you your OWN room" he sigh for the 69th time while Scaramouche sat back "i told you they're secretly Kylie Jenner"

"if your previous owners are kylie jenner then why did you ended up on a box?💀"

"WE DONT TALK ABOUT MY PAST."

An: Y'ALL IM SORRY IF THERES NOT MUCH OF SPOILING KUNI😞😞 IM REALLY RUNNING OUT OF IDEAS(just like ur bank acc)

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humanitys-strongest-bamf · 1 year

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hi. it's almost midnight. i reblogged this post earlier and i couldn't stop thinking about it. here's another oneshot.

Come to Bed | Levi Fluff Oneshot

✧ word count ➼ 1.6k ✧ notes ➼ modern!au, fluff, some fighting at the beginning, idk its late and im tired

The door to your office in your 1-bedroom apartment swung open.

Levi was currently in the living room, sipping on a cup of freshly made tea, ready to settle in for the night.

You, however, were not so relaxed.

Having had double the amount of work dumped onto you due to being short-handed in office, you found yourself getting buried deeper and deeper beneath piles of unreviewed documents and manuscripts. You had rushed home after your office closed and had been hermitting in your office to try to crank everything out before morning, only coming out occasionally to refill your coffee mug.

At this point, you've had so much coffee that it wasn't doing anything to help with the exhaustion you were feeling, so you just found yourself pacing around the apartment every 20 minutes or so in an attempt to shake off the anxiety that resulted from both the caffeine and the never-ending pile of work that was waiting for you at your desk.

It was currently 11:30pm. It was way past your bedtime, and especially Levi's bedtime. You were surprised that he was still in the living room. You knew he couldn't sleep well, but it wasn't like him to just hang out in the living room all night, either.

The few times you looked over at him, you saw that he had an irritated look on his face that grew more intense throughout the course of the night. You wondered if he might have also had troubles at work.

Groaning to yourself in frustration, you left your office again, taking your now long-empty coffee mug with you. You rushed to the sink and placed your coffee-stained mug inside before turning around and grabbing a snack out of the pantry.

As you entered the kitchen, your other half followed you, placing his own empty mug of tea into the sink. You slightly bumped into each other and you looked at him as you carried a few bags of chips in your hands.

He avoided eye contact with you and didn't even mutter a word after brushing up against you. He simply placed his mug in the sink and then turned around to walk towards your bedroom.

Levi wasn't a particularly talkative person, but even this was out of character for him.

"Goodnight, I guess?" you said towards him as he walked away, tilting your head in confusion at his behavior.

"Night."

His response was cold and short. There wasn't a hint of the sentiment that's usually shared when couples wish each other a good night. While you knew that Levi hated any type of superficial gestures, this could hardly be called that. He wasn't the "goodnight, my love" type of person, but even he was never this cold unless he was actively upset about something.

You stood there for a second, your thoughts racing in your head as to what he might be upset about.

Is he mad about the dirty dishes in the sink? Does he not like me making coffee this late into the night? Is he mad because the office is a mess? Am I being too noisy?

"Hey!" you yelled to him, waving at him in an attempt to get his actual attention. "What the hell is up with you?"

Levi quietly grumbled to himself and continued walking without acknowledging you.

You sighed in exasperation and put your snacks down on the counter and followed him into your bedroom.

"You didn’t answer my question. What the hell is going on? Did I do something?"

"No," he said without offering an explanation as he walked past you to the bathroom.

You rolled your eyes, deciding you didn't have time to be dealing with any ambiguous mood swings with the amount of work that was piling on your desk.

"Well, I'll be in my office if you ever decide to tell me what the hell is going on," you said, preparing to walk out the door again and leave your grumpy significant other be. "I'm not a mind reader."

Levi slightly turned and glanced at you as you walked out the door.

"What else is new?" he grumbled to himself.

You couldn't tell if he had intended for you to hear that or not.

Your head immediately popped back in through the door.

"What?" you asked, noting that your tone came out incredibly defensive. The frustration that you were feeling was beginning to compound within yourself too.

He turned to you, his eyebrows scrunched together in irritation.

"I said, what else is new?"

You squinted your eyes at him, really trying to understand what he was trying to say.

"Me being in my office?" you said in a confused tone, unable to make the connection as to how that was relevant. "I mean, I'm sorry that it's probably going to be a late night, but with Hange and Armin having to deal with the employee shortage bullshit, I'm the only one that can-"

"Fuck, _____, I know all that!"

"Then what the hell is your problem?!" you raised your voice to match his as he yelled out in frustration.

He averted eye contact and glared angrily at the foot of the bed.

After it was clear he did not intend to respond, you spoke again.

"I can’t help you if you won’t talk to me, Levi," you said in a lower volume in an attempt to deescalate the situation.

You felt your own frustration grow as Levi continued to remain silent.

"Whatever," you muttered, deciding you could no longer afford to waste time on a one-sided conversation. "Just grab me whenever you decide to actually pull yourself out of your head."

You opened up the door to the bedroom, shaking your head.

Before you fully stepped out the door, you heard shuffling behind you and noticed that Levi was approaching you. You turned towards him, intending to ask him one last time what was going on.

However, before you could mutter a word, Levi had pulled you into a deep kiss, placing his hands on the back of your neck to pull you in.

The gesture came as a surprise to you, as you did not expect such an intimate gesture to result from an argument—but it was a welcome gesture. You felt yourself relax and return the kiss, bringing up one of your hands to rest onto his.

When he finally pulled away, you looked deeply into his eyes.

"What the hell is up with you?" you whispered to him, worry entering your eyes.

"Just come to bed," he responded quietly.

You blinked at him for a few seconds, confused by his simple request.

"I’ll make some excuse up to four-eyes, tomorrow," he continued. "Just come to bed."

You felt his hands drop from you as he repeated his request. You nodded and mouthed "okay" to him silently, seeing his tense shoulders relax ever so slightly afterwards.

Once you set your stuff down in your office and shut off the lights, you crawled into bed with him, resting your head on his chest as he pulled you in tightly.

You were able to hear his heart rate slow down and his breathing relax the longer you laid there with him. The both of you laid there in silence for a while—too long for you to count—as he ran his fingers through your hair out of habit.

A small smile grew on your face as you enjoyed his presence and how he felt pressed up against you. You relished in his scent and the way that he held you as always, firm but gentle.

As you were about to get lulled into the depth of sleep, your eyes shot open again as you made a connection in your head.

"Hey Levi…" you said slowly, knowing that he was still awake.

"Hmm?"

"Were you all upset because I haven’t been able to pay attention to you all day because of work?"

You smirked as you felt his breath slightly hitch at your question.

"No idea what you’re talking about," he said coldly.

Your half-smirk turned into a full grin and you had to stifle a chuckle to avoid teasing him too much.

"You sure?"

He answered your question with a grunt, which confirmed your suspicions.

Even after how long the two of you had been together, you were still astonished at how difficult it was for him to communicate about his more intimate needs. Generally, you were able to easily pick up on it, but being scatter-brained put you in a position in which you were missing all of the usual signs: him staying up late for you, regularly checking on you in your office, and even preparing the coffee for you that he knew you were drinking much too late into the night. The small acts of service that he usually did for you ran unnoticed and you sighed to yourself as you pressed yourself tighter against him.

As difficult as he was and as annoying as he could get sometimes, he was there with you, showing affection for you in all of the little ways that was characteristic of the type of boyfriend he was. You smiled to yourself, appreciating his presence as you gently fell asleep, with your stress regarding your work nowhere to be found.

A/N: i'm trying to edit this but i literally cant see because i'm so tired so hope you enjoyed this last minute late-night drabble!!!

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tasteleeknow-remade · 2 years

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— addicted to you: one week

pairing: minho x fem!reader genre: smut, angst, established relationship. content: 18+ minors dni. warnings below cut. word count: 1.2k

summary: minho has been on tour for weeks, he can't sleep, so you send him an audio message to help him relax aka minho humps a pillow.

profanity. afab!reader. frottage. obsessiveness. hints of possessiveness. pet names. dirty talk. grinding. dry humping. breeding kink. size kink. mutual masturbation.

Minho had never been away from you for this long. Three weeks so far, another week to go. He called you each night before he went to sleep but often it was the middle of the work day for you and you couldn’t talk. He missed you more than he ever knew he could. You’d cried the morning he left and he’d promised it would go faster than you thought; he’d be home before you knew it. He’d been the comforting, calm one and now he felt like you were coping fine and he was the one on the brink of a meltdown. He’d considered many times missing a concert and coming home to see you, but he knew he’d be letting a lot of people down. If he was honest the main reason he’d held back was because when he’d mentioned the idea to you, you’d insisted he stayed. Made him promise he would.

He was attempting to sleep now, tossing back and forth in the bed that was far too big and empty. He was used to wrapping himself around you, smelling your hair, cupping one of your tits with his hand as he spooned you. The body pillow he brought with him couldn’t compare. The clock on the nightstand flashed 3:30am, you should be off work. He reached over to grab his phone.

2 new messages

im guessing you are probably sleeping now but just letting you know i love you and i miss you

can’t wait to see you

He quickly typed a reply.

can i call you

After what felt like 20 minutes of staring at the ceiling, phone grasped in his hand, it started vibrating.

“Baby??”

“Why are you still awake? Isn’t it really late over there? I didn’t wake you did I?” The sounds of traffic in the background sounded so foreign after lying in silence for so many hours.

“I couldn’t sleep, I miss you.”

“I miss you too but you have to get some sleep; you’re so busy everyday.” You sounded slightly out of breath.

“I can’t do this again.”

“Do what? The tour? Aren’t you having fun? You were so excited- Sorry can I just get past you..” You were talking to someone else now. He assumed you were rushing for your train.

“Being away from you.”

“What happened to time would pass fast, huh? It’s only a week now, I'll see you soon.”

“I- I know… one week… I'll see you soon…”

“I love you, very much. Get some sleep.”

“Me, too. Yeah, yeah I will. Don’t worry.”

“Goodnight, love.”

“Night.”

Minho threw his phone over the side of the bed. He couldn’t do this. He felt like he could cry.

Just as he was getting ready to submit to the tears his phone buzzed from the floor. He crawled the edge and leaned over, reaching to grab it and then pushing himself back up onto the bed, nearly falling off in the process.

4 new messages

(audio)

i recorded this the other night when i was missing you very much

i was too embarrassed to send it at the time but i think maybe you might need it now

love u

He hit play right away and within a few seconds it was clear what you’d sent him. Your quiet whimpers filled the hotel room. Oh god, you were perfect. “Minho…. baby… I need you.” Your breathy voice reminded him of the way you’d sounded in the call; winded from rushing for your train. Fuck. “Miss you so much….” He could hear you shifting in your bed. “Been touching myself every night to the thought of you… wish you were here… so bad..”

Minho rolled over and grabbed the body pillow, throwing one leg over it and putting the phone on one of the other pillows so he could listen to your pretty sounds. He often slept naked but tonight he was wearing his boxers. Most nights he would stroke himself to the thought of you, picturing your thighs wrapped around him, holding you up against the wall as he fucked you full.

“I miss feeling you inside me,” you sounded so needy. “filling me up.” Minho’s hips started rolling against the pillow, holding it against him tightly. He loved having you against him like this. Sometimes in the middle of the night he’d wake up pressed up against you, your ass pressed into his crotch. When he’d grab you and pull you even tighter against his chest sometimes you’d wake up and sleepily murmer his name. How the fuck was he supposed to sleep in an empty hotel bed when he’d gotten used to that.

“Feel so empty without you.” Fuck he wished you were under him instead of the pillow. You’d be so warm… soft. He rolled completely on top of it. Palms on the bed, giving himself enough leverage to fuck himself into the pillow like it was you, begging him to keep you nice and full. You always felt so small under him. He loved holding himself up on his forearms, each one on either side of your head, caging you in under his body. He was obsessed with you, he knew it wasn’t healthy. The way he wanted to keep you with him all the time. But fuck he loved it; feeling you under him like that, all his. Made him feel like you were all for him. His sweet little angel.

He was muttering to himself now, “Need you too, baby…so soft for me….pretty baby… yeah….”. Your moans were getting louder and he could hear the sound of your wet pussy as you touched yourself. God he was gonna keep you locked up for days when he got back. Just keep you sitting on his cock, feeling that wet little pussy around him for hours. How the fuck had he gone without you for so long. He couldn’t do this again, he wouldn’t. He needed you. He groaned into the pillow. Precum was probably leaking through his boxers, he was making a mess. Just like you. He needed to slow down, make it last. He could only hear this audio for the first time once. By the end of the week he’d memorise it, each word you whimper, every pretty sound.

You were chanting his name. “Minho… baby…. please…. Minho…” He started rutting faster into the pillow, panting as he struggled to hold himself back. You’d come any second, then he could follow you. You were so good for him, touching yourself while he was gone. Needy little thing. So sweet. He couldn’t stop himself, his cock throbbing as his thrusts became erratic. “Oh.. fuck,” He groaned as he felt the first pulse of cum wet his boxers. He heard you make the prettiest sound, finishing along with him. Grinding himself into the pillow as he rode out his orgasm he imagined your pretty face as you came. One week and he’d be seeing it again. He listened to your small giggle as he caught his breath, “I hope-I hope you liked it, baby. Miss you.” The audio ended. Minho rolled onto his back. He needed a shower.

One week.

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hannibals-favourite-meal · 1 year

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I definitely think prompt 20 would fit deadpool so well

.⋆��Merc With A Mouth ｡⋆.

Wade Wilson x plus size reader

There’s only one way to get Wade to shut up and it involves your own mouth

Warnings: some smut, oral (m receiving), swearing

WC: 443

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Wade loved to talk. He could talk for literal days at a time without a break, he wouldn’t even be addressing anyone, just chattering away to himself. And you loved that about him, how passionate he was about things, but there were times when you just wanted him to shut the fuck up.

And now was one of those times.

Wade had been talking for a solid 5 hours. Well 5 hours that you knew of, considering that’s when you got home from work. You think you could stand the constant stream of word vomit if it had at least been consistent but Wade had been jumping from topic to topic too quickly for your exhausted mind to keep up.

Your temples pounded with the beginnings of a migraine that was being compounded by your boyfriend’s loud voice. You groaned and sunk further into the old mattress of your bed as Wade made another lap of the apartment, still talking while stuffing his face with the pizza you picked up on the way home. “Wade, do you want to play a game?” That stopped him in his tracks for just long enough to answer you.

“What game?”

“The quiet game.” You answered simply.

“Fuck no. Anyway, like I was saying-“ And he was off again. You groaned quietly, digging the butt of your palms into your eyes as if that would stave off the inevitable headache.

Food couldn’t stop him, neither could sleep. You supposed you could call Cable to rip out his voice box again but the last time that happened he had a weird baby voice for like a day and it made the whole thing even worse. There was that one time when you let him fuck your ass where you thought he had died because he just stopped talking.

“That’s it!” You slid from the bed in a greatly uncoordinated manner and approached your boyfriend. He stopped pacing as you approached, but his mouth never stopped moving. With one good shove, he collapsed onto the couch and you slipped to your knees before him.

“Oooo am I getting head? What have I done to deserve this? It must have been because of my morning treat.” You angrily ripped his ratty sweatpants down his muscular legs, exposing his rapidly hardening cock to you.

“Will you just shut up and let me go down on you?” Immediately his mouth snapped shut at your snarl and you were graced with a blissful silence. “Thank you, now let me work.” You palmed his erection briefly before giving a kitten lick to his tip, licking up the small drop of pre-cum that gathered there.

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lily-174 · 1 year

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‘you’re with me. you’re safe now.” evan buckley x reader

overview: bobby have you a shift off for personal reasons and you spend time at a bar, a man tries to get with you and follows you out when you leave.

trigger warning: massive trigger warning for this fic!!!!! mentions of sexual assault, fighting, ptsd, mentions of rape ⚠️

A/N- read with caution! i got this idea from the andy situation in station 19, i sobbed through that.

if anyone has experienced something like this, it is not your fault, you are loved and needed if you need someone to talk to im here. love you all!

(not proof read it’s 1:30am)

a shift off, what better to do then spend your time at the bar. bobby knew you were having trouble sleeping at the moment so he sent you home to catch up on your sleep, you did go home, you tried to sleep. but you couldn’t. so you thought maybe a few drinks would help.

you walked up to the bar ordering another margarita, you noticed an older man maybe in his 30s at the end of the bar smile at you as you ordered your drink, you didn’t think anything of it. he had a kind look to him, blonde hair almost like bucks, but longer. he had a nice welcoming smile and a longer nose. you smiled back to him as you paid for you drink.

the past hour you’d noticed the mans small advances, a member of staff coming up to you with a drink saying the man bought it for you, you had looked over at him and he winked at you.

every time you’d looked over at the man, he winked or smirked at you, you were sure he wouldn’t speak to you, he wouldn’t surely not. he looked almost ten years older then you, you being 26.

a while later you saw the man again walking towards you, maybe he’d spark up a conversation. you wouldn’t look so lonely drinking on your own then. he made his way to his table sitting next to you putting his beer on the table.

“how you doing beautiful?” he asked, how cliche. you giggled slightly and took a sip from you drink before responding.

“i’m good, how are you?” you replied trying to have a friendly conversation, you weren’t interested in anything else. you were spoken for. even though you’d only been on a few dates with buck, and he hadn’t asked you to be his girlfriend yet. you knew you only wanted evan buckley.

“better since you turned up” you laughed it off, starting to realise he might not be as nice as you originally thought.

“what’s a gorgeous young girl like you doing in a bar like this all alone?” he smirked, you felt a shiver go down your spine and moves your drink closer to you.

“me and my boyfriend work like 20 minutes away” you answered, buck wasn’t your boyfriend yet but you thought it would be best to say you had a boyfriend in this situation.

“and what type of man is he to let his lady be alone in a bar so vulnerable” now those words were a massive warning sign, you laughed it off yet again trying not to draw much attention to your actions and looked down at your phone. you messaged hen; i’m coming to the station.

she didn’t respond, they were probably on a call. you thought if she answered you back it would be an excuse for you to leave. but she didn’t. so you had to come up with another idea. just be straight.

“thank you for the drink, but i have to go.” you smiled as you stood up, his face dropped slightly, not expecting you to leave so early.

“come on darling stay for another drink” you smiled grabbing your glass.

“i cant, have a nice night though” you smiled walking to the bar placing your empty glass there before turning to leave, you smiled at the man as you left. you took a deep breath of the nice cold air and started walking. not even five minutes later you heard footsteps behind you, it couldn’t be.

your anxiety spiked as you heard the footsteps getting closer, you turned a corner trying to get to the firehouse as quickly as possible but it was a good 20 minute walk. your hands became clammy as you looked back seeing the same man, you began walking faster in an attempt to speed away from the man. but it didn’t work.

you felt an arm on your shoulder and you felt paralysed as you were pushed against a wall, you fear consumed you. no this couldn’t be happening. you’d spoken to athena, shes told you what to do in these situations but you froze.

“no! stop! help buck!” you screamed, your senses finally kicked in when you felt him try and undo the button on your jeans, you wriggled and punched trying to get your way out. but he was pinning you against the wall with his body weight. your heart felt like it was beating 1000 mph, you felt like you were going to be sick.

“i’m a firefighter please stop!” you screamed as he tried pushing his hand down your trousers, you wriggled again managing to get an arm free and grabbed his face poking him in the eye, he let go of you and you quickly got out of his grasp going to run but only to be pulled back by your hair.

“that’s not gonna work honey” he pulled your hair pulling you back, you hissed in pain as you felt a hit to your head. he punched you, no you couldn’t let this happen, you had a moment as he let go of your hair to try and pin you again. in that split second you kicked him in the balls. as hard as you could and he doubled over in pain.

you ran. you ran as fast as you could, you heart beating fast, the side of your face throbbing in pain. you didn’t look back once you just ran. your lungs felt like they were on fire. you had to get to the station. you had to. you had never ran so fast in your life.

once you saw the 118, you felt like your legs were going to give in but you didn’t stop. tears welling up in your eyes. you kept running. you ran into the station looking around seeing the trucks still there you felt relieved.

“buck!” you shouted but it came out as a sob as you ran towards the stairs, lungs on fire. tears now streaming down your cheeks.

“y/n” you saw chimney in the locker room, he ran up to you and your legs buckled. you weren’t alone. the tears came faster, pouring down your cheeks.

“guys! bring me the jump bag! get buck down here” chim shouted, then your team ran down the stairs buck infront of everyone.

“y/n” he exclaimed as he got to your side, you saw him and a sob escaped your lips, louder then the ones previously.

“what happened? who the fuck did this?!” he asked clearly his anger was taking over he moved closer to you and you flinched. hen moved between you and the boys.

“buck calm down! bobby call athena!” hen ordered, buck turned around taking in a deep breath. eddie walking up to him.

“y/n can you stand? let’s get you in the ambulance okay?” you shook your head, you wanted buck, you wanted to be in his arms but, you’d compared that guy to buck in your head. you felt sick.

“no hospital” you cried, as you looked up at buck facing the opposite direction, he didn’t even know what happened and he couldn’t look at you. he was talking to eddie. eddie noticed you looking at him and said something to buck patting his shoulder and buck turned around walking up to you slowly.

“y/n can i?” he gestured to the floor next to you asking if he could sit, you nodded. and he slowly sat next to you, as soon as he did you hugged him.

he hugged you back, gently. you’d never seen buck being this gently before. he rubbed your back and held you as if you were about to break. buck signalled the others to leave you two alone for a minute.

“can we go upstairs? sit down and talk?” he asked, you nodded again, the tears had stopped and you just had a blank look on your face. you looked down to see your hands shaking, buck stood up holding a hand out for you to take. when you did he helped you stand, your legs shaking you swayed on the spot feeling uneasy.

“can i help?” you didn’t say anything just looked down, you didn’t want to tell him what had happened. you’d been nice to the man, you smiled at him before you left.

“y/n? can i help?” he asked again like you didn’t hear him and you nodded, he picked you up as gently as he could and carried you up the stairs, once he reaches the couch he gently sat you on it before sitting next to you.

“can you tell me what happened?” again you said nothing just leaning your head on his chest as he carefully put his arm around you.

you sat their in silence for a while, before you spoke. the dull blank look on your face not changing once. your eyes heavy and rimmed red.

“i was at the bar.. this guy.. he bought me a drink and smiled at me. i told him i had a boyfriend, but i smiled at him when i left. i shouldn’t have. i shouldn’t have been nice.. maybe it would’ve been” buck cut you off, he could barely hear you, you’d been speaking so quietly pain lacing your voice.

“nothing that happened tonight was your fault okay? you smiled because you’re polite. that is no invitation” buck interjected, you shook your head in response.

“i cant do this buck.. i’m gonna be sick” you said leaning forward, he grabbed an empty popcorn bucket off the cabinet next to him and put it in front of you, almost instantly you emptied the contents of your stomach inside the bowl.

“it’s okay, you’re okay” he whispered rubbing your back with one hand and holding your hair back with the other trying to comfort you.

“i need to shower. like right now” you said getting up but the exhaustion you felt taking over you swayed your head becoming fuzzy black spots overtaking your vision.

“not yet y/n/n, athena will be here in a minute your clothes all of it is evidence. she’ll find him” just as buck finished his sentence athena and bobby walked into the room.

“hey y/n how you feeling?” athena asked sitting opposite you, you looked at buck he nodded as if he was comforting you telling you it was okay.

“boys maybe you should wait for us somewhere else” athena suggested, bobby nodded.

“we are all here if you need us okay?” bobby gave you a soft reassuring smile.

“come on buck” bobby said, you shook your head.

“buck stays.”

athena nodded and bobby left the room, leaving you with athena and buck. she began by asking you the routine questions. every single one made you uncomfortable even though Athena was your friend. it took you a while to open up and tell her what happened. you explained everything, choking up with sobs a few times, having buck next to you really helped. he always had the skill to make dark situations less dark, but this time he had nothing to say, he just comforted you.

when you mentioned the man forcing his hand down your jeans and punching you in the face buck had to look away the anger building up.

“i’ll be back in a minute okay? i’ll give you girls a minute” he said giving your hand a reassuring squeeze, getting up and leaving as you continued talking to athena.

buck went downstairs and found the rest of the team, he needed a minute alone, walking into the back by the gym, he let out a sigh and his anger just got too much. who the fuck thinks they can do that? to any woman? buck wasn’t there to protect you, he felt so guilty. his thoughts becoming too much he balled his hand into a fist and hit the wall infront of him letting some of the anger out, he grunted in pain noticing the small amount of blood he left on the wall.

“buck calm down man” he heard eddie’s voice behind him, buck turned to face eddie with tears in his eyes, eddie sighed walking up to his best friend and hugging him.

“i should’ve been there” buck mumbled a few tears falling from his eyes. eddie patted bucks back in an attempt to comfort his friend.

“your hand okay?” eddie asked as he pulled away, buck looked down at his bloody hand and nodded. eddie shook his head.

“buck you got to keep it together for a bit, not for yourself. for y/n. you love her. everyone here knows it.” buck sighed and nodded, he did he’d been in love with you for such a long time, when he finally got the courage to ask you out and you said yes he was thrilled.

“buck” bobby’s voice came from round the corner, bobby walked in followed by the rest of the team. buck still had tears in his eyes. he wiped them away not wanting people to think he was making this about him.

“take her home. stay with her until athena catches the guy. make sure she knows we are all with her. we all love her. after shift i’ll bring you guys some food over so you don’t have to cook” bobby smiled softly, this team was a family. they really were.

“i already spoke to maddie, she said she’ll come over and they can spend some time together hopefully take her mind off whatever is going on” chimney smiled softly at buck.

“i’m good to do extra hours for you both, don’t rush coming back. me and athena will make sure she gets help if she needs it” hen said, a few tears slipped from bucks eyes and everyone brought him into a hug, you came downstairs with athena dressed in shorts and a 118 top. you’d taken a shower and athena had your clothes in an evidence bag.

buck held his arms open for you, and you accepted joining the group hug. you loved your family so much. and you loved buck, evan buckley.

buck drove you both back to his apartment, you didn’t say a word the whole way there. once you got into his apartment you went straight up to his bedroom and got one of his big hoodies and his joggers that are huge on you.

“don’t come up here yet!” you shouted, you got changed tying the joggers tightly round your waist and putting his hoodie on. you looked at your body in the mirror feeling disgusted, bruises already showing up. your face looking battered and like you hadn’t slept in a week. you crawled into his bed pulling the covers over you inhaling the comforting scent of bucks aftershave.

“can i come up?” he asked from downstairs, you shouted ‘yes’ and he made his way up the stairs and sat on the edge of the bed.

“do you want me to sleep on the couch downstairs?” he asked, the last thing he wanted was to make you feel uncomfortable, he wanted you to feel safe. you shook your head.

“i’m not gonna sleep so i can go downstairs” you mumbled, buck shook his head.

“no no i’m good downstairs. you want anything to eat or drink?” he asked, gently rubbing your back but you jumped slightly at the sudden touch, he apologised moving his hand instantly.

“a bottle of vodka would be nice” he smiled softly, and you turned to face him.

“still got a sense of humour there that’s a good sign.” he smiled, you moved over to the other side of the bed so he could get under the covers too.

“ i don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable” he said softly, it was true. he also needed to change but he didn’t know if changing infront of you would make you feel uncomfortable.

“you won’t buck.. get changed get in bed. i’m not sleeping anyway” he sighed and got up he hit changed, normally he slept in just his boxers but he really didn’t want to push you so he put on some joggers and a cotton t-shirt, then got in bed next to you.

you carefully moved closer to him laying your head on his chest, his warmth was so comforting you felt safer with buck. you knew you’d now be glued to his side for a while. and you were terrified this would change his opinion of you. but it wouldn’t. he loved you.

you laid cuddled up to him, you laid in silence for over an hour. you were scared to close your eyes but they were so heavy you couldn’t help them closing. you fell asleep, clearly the running wore you out. when buck noticed you were asleep he was afraid to breathe he didn’t want to risk waking you up. he laid holding you for hours tears gently rolling down his cheeks thinking about what happened until he finally fell asleep.

buck felt something hit his side that woke him up, he glanced at the clock next to him and it read 4:37AM he turned over to see you shaking in your sleep, wriggling around..

“y/n” he whispered, he didn’t want to startle you and scare you even more.

“buck! help me!” you screamed yourself awake, you shot up sobs coming from the back of your throat, buck pulled you into his arms.

“i’ve got you. you’re with me, you’re safe now. it’s buck.” he whispered softly you clung to him grabbing handfuls of his top sobbing, he held you tightly, he tried his best to comfort you.

“i could feel him touching me evan i cant do this” you cries into his shoulder, he pulled away from the hug cupping your cheeks wiping the tears away with the pad of his thumb.

“you can. i’m here. i’m going to help you. i’m never going to let someone do that to you again. i’m here for you y/n i love you. i’ve loved you for so long” he whispered in a comforting tone of voice as he pressed a kiss to your forehead.

“you love me?” you asked looking up at him, he gave a soft smile and nodded.

“i love you too”

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