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The Things You Give: Part 27

Wow, two months just fly by. I could've sworn I posted it at least last month, but no it said it in April. I hope ya'll can forgive me. To those that have stuck around, thank you. It means more to me than you'll ever know. <3

The room was deadly quiet as Steven’s icy eyes pierced into Y/n’s. Everyone wore shocked expressions, except for Eric and Kelso. Eric wore a shameful look while Kelso wore a deep smirk and hooded eyes, moving closer towards her.

“You…what?” Hyde breathed, anger and hurt boiling in the pit of his stomach.

“You heard the lady, Hyde,” Kelso said arrogantly and pushed his way past Hyde to stand in front of Y/n, sighing exuberantly. “She wanted me first.” He winked at her.

“Kelso,” she sighed, exasperated, and shoved him to the side causing him to stumble back down onto the couch.

“Oh, I like it when you say my name like that,” he purred. “Do it again.”

“Will you shut up?!” Hyde yelled, fighting the urge to knock him straight. He turned to a guilty-ridden Y/n. “I can’t believe I’m hearing this! Did you ever plan on telling me?!”

   “No, because it didn’t seem important!” she defended. “It was just something that I thought about one time! It didn’t happen and even it if did, it wouldn’t have meant anything!”

  “Not important?” he spit. “So, was that night we had together not important? It didn’t mean anything to you?!”

“Of course, it did! It meant everything to me!”

“What the hell makes me think that it would’ve meant something with him if I hadn’t been there?” Hyde fumed. “If I hadn’t been there, you would be married to him and carrying his kids, not me!”

“Whoa,” Kelso cut in, standing between the couple. “I wouldn’t have gotten you pregnant and I definitely wouldn’t have married you.” He scoffed. “It ain’t my style.”

“Yeah, because getting two women pregnant is way out of your style,” Fez sneered.

Donna, seeing smoke escaping Hyde’s ears, stood up and smacked Kelso hard upside the head and forced him back down onto the couch.

“Ow! What the hell, Donna?”

“Just shut up, Kelso!”

“Steven, it wouldn’t have meant anything with him because he’s not you,” Y/n said gently, trying not to poke the bear any further. “I fell in love with you, not him. I could never fall in love with someone like him.”

Kelso’s eyebrows pinched together and he opened his mouth to speak up, but Donna slapped her hand over it to shut him up.

“You were the one there that night because you were meant to be,” she continued.         

“I can’t believe this,” Steven said and wiped a hand down his face. “One of the best nights I’ve ever had and I’m runner up.”

“Steven, please,” Y/n pleaded. “Do you know how unbelievably glad I am that Kelso wasn’t there?”

“Hey!” Kelso said, hurt laced across his features. “I maybe the most desired man, but I still have feelings!”

“Kelso—!” Y/n cried out frustratingly, but decided to turned back to her husband. “Baby, please believe me.”

“How—how can I when you were looking for meaningless sex and I just so happened to be there?” he asked.

“Hyde, man, I think you’re overthinking this and making a bigger deal out of this than this needs to be,” Kelso said. “Who’s to say I even would’ve said yes?” He turned to Y/n with a glint in his eye. “I mean, I would’ve said yes.” He quickly averted his gaze away from her when her face contorted to a nasty look, but was only met with an even more infuriated Steven Hyde.

“L-look,” he stuttered and took a couple steps back from the couple. “You’re overreacting to something that didn’t even happen! Everything worked out okay?”

“Okay?” Hyde questioned. “No, it’s not okay! It’s—it’s weird! I don’t want to be in the delivery room with you and have this mental image of you two. And how it could’ve been him there instead of me. I…I need to get out of here. Don’t wait up.”

“Wait, Steven, come on!” Y/n begged. “It’s not that big of a deal!”

  “It is for me,” he replied, this time calmer. “You wanted to sleep with Batman, but instead you had to settle for Robin.” He stormed out, slamming the door behind him.

Y/n sighed, her shoulders slumping. Tears pricked at the corner of her eyes, but soon anger dried her eyes. She spun to face her betrayal of a brother. “What the HELL was that?!” She stepped closer to him; slowly, menacingly. “You couldn’t keep your mouth shut about that? I told you that in confidence! How could you do this?!”

“Y/n, I’m—I’m sorry!” he said. “I don’t know what came over me.”

“How could you believe that I would do that to Steven?” she asked. “You know that’s not how I feel.”

“Yeah, I know, but…Y/n, I can’t help but think that when you look at the facts,” he said. “It looks like you settled for Hyde when you originally wanted Kelso.”

“For a night!” she cried out, enunciating each word. “I only wanted Kelso for one night! Steven already feels like I’m going to ditch him at any point; can you imagine how hearing this makes him feel now?!”

“Yep, everyone wants a piece of me,” Kelso said proudly.

“Why does he feel like that?” Jackie asked, smacking him in the arm.

“Because of how everything and everyone else in his life before has gone,” Y/n said, feeling a wicked headache coming on.

“How was I supposed to know how he was feeling?!” Eric asked. “I’m not a mind reader!”

“No, but you don’t know how to read a room sometimes!” she said through gritted teeth. Y/n turned to everyone else. “Does it really look like that?”

They were all quiet, afraid to answer her.

“A little bit, yeah,” they all mumbled together.

“I can’t believe this…” Y/n said. “I didn’t mean it that way.”

“We know,” Donna said. “But it does kinda look like that, though.”

Y/n sighed in defeat and rubbed her temples that were now throbbing. “I need to go. I need to go find Steven.” She walked out the door, leaving everybody else behind.

Jackie blew out of her puffed cheeks. “Boy, that was intense.”

“And a little terrifying,” Donna said.

“You’re right,” Eric said. “I don’t know what was scarier: the fact that I thought I was about to witness Hyde murder Kelso, or…Hyde using a Batman reference.”

Fez nodded. “Definitely the Batman reference.”

                                    --Later—

“So…you kissed the milkman?” Eric asked.

Donna ended up confessing to Eric after the matter, guilt gnawing at her. She nodded, avoiding eye contact with him as she picked at the worn couch. Instead of getting mad at her, he ended up laughing.

“What?” she asked. “What’s so funny?”

“Just…” he said between breaths. “I’ve seen the milkman and you are way out of his league. You probably made him feel like he was on top of the world.”

“Shut up, Eric,” she pouted. “I didn’t enjoy it.”

“Okay, okay,” Eric said, calming down and turned his attention back to the tv. “So…are we going to get free milk now or…?”

“Shut up!”

                                    --Meanwhile—

“Man…I can’t believe Y/n wanted you the night she and Hyde got together,” Jackie said to Kelso as she, Kelso and Fez sat in the Forman’s driveway.

“I can,” he responded. “I’m a beautiful guy. And a great lover.”

“Yeah…” Jackie said, absent-mindedly, smirking. “You were…great.”

“I know I was,” he said matter-of-factly, not picking up on her sarcasm.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey,” Fez said, a small crinkle forming between his eyebrows. “What about me?”

“Even though Michael was good,” she started off slowly. “Fez, you were the best I’ve ever had. You were better than Michael.”

“Whoa!” Kelso said, offended.

“Hoorah!” Fez cried out, pumping his fists in the air. “Suck it, Kelso!”

“Him?! Really?!”

Jackie shrugged. “What can I say? He did these moves that you wouldn’t even know about.”

“You’re welcome, baby,” Fez winked.

“Unbelievable,” Kelso scoffed. “I’ve never heard that before.”

Jackie rolled her eyes. “Look, you’re good, but you’re not the best.”

“BURN!” Fez cried out. “Do you need some ice and cream for that?”

“Way to add salt to the wound, Jackie! GOD!”

Jackie laughed as Kelso got up to run into the kitchen for a soda.

“Awesome,” Fez laughed, high-fiving her. “You really got him.”

  “Yeah, but everything I said is true.” She finished off her soda and placed it back on the ground beside her.

“Really?” Fez asked slowly, raising his brow seductively. “Do you want a reminder?”

Jackie gave him a deadpanned look. “No, Fez.”

“C’mon, we don’t have to get back together!” he said. “We can have a little fun in the bedroom is all I’m saying.”

“No, Fez,” she said sternly.

“Damn it,” he muttered.

“Hey, I just thought of something,” Kelso said, bringing back a coke bottle.

“No, I’m not doing it with you either,” Jackie said.

“What? No,” Kelso said as he sat down. “I was just thinking about what Hyde said about me and Y/n.”

“Yeah? And?” Jackie asked.

“Even though Y/n is smoking hot, I probably would’ve said no.”

Jackie and Fez rolled their eyes at him.

“Oh, please,” Jackie guffawed. “Getting hot girls is your specialty. That’s why you got me.”

“No, I mean, she was too vulnerable for me not to feel bad,” he said as he twisted the bottle cap between his fingers, now embarrassed that he said anything at all. “She’s my friend. I don’t know if it would’ve felt right.”

“Michael Kelso, are you saying that you’re…respecting women now?!” Jackie exclaimed.

“I don’t know, man,” Kelso replied, rubbing his forehead. “Ever since Betsy…I look at everything completely different now.”

“Wow,” Fez said. “You’re finally growing up. Congratulations.”

He laughed. “I know, man. I’m mature and good-looking. Being a single father has made even more beautiful than I already am.”

Jackie chuckled. “And he’s back.”

                                                --Time Skip—

It didn’t take long for Kelso and Eric to find Hyde. He had gone driving around town, trying to cool down and make himself think rationally. But every time he thought about Y/n and Kelso tangled in the sheets and carrying Kelso’s babies instead of his, it would make his blood boil and heart clench all over again.

He finally settled on the Hub where he sat by himself at the corner booth. He didn’t want to go home. He wasn’t ready to face Y/n. Fries laid in front of him, but he lost his appetite from thinking about them again.

“We thought we’d find you here,” Eric said as he and Kelso took a seat across from Hyde.

Hyde looked up and sighed, pushing the fries forward. “Do you want these fries? They came for me but they would probably rather sleep with you.”

“Come on, Hyde,” Kelso said. “Like we were saying earlier, it’s not that big of a deal.”

“How can it not be?” Hyde asked. “I finally find myself in a real relationship with a great girl, someone that won’t bail on me, only to find out that she wanted you first!”

“Yeah, for like a half an hour!” Kelso defended. “She wants you for the rest of her life.”

Hyde scoffed. “You sure about that? You sure I’m not the rebound?”

“Look, man,” Eric started. “I shouldn’t have said that.”

“But it’s true, isn’t it?” Hyde said. “I wasn’t her first option; I was the second one!”

“You know, even if something would’ve happened between us, it wouldn’t have worked out,” Kelso admitted. That caught Hyde’s attention as he stared at him through his aviators. “It wouldn’t have been real like it is with you and her. It probably would’ve lasted—what? —a couple months before fizzing out?”

Hyde didn’t respond but shake his head and looked down at the table.

“I mean, I would break up with her first to save face,” Kelso scoffed. “I’m too pretty to break up with.”

Snapping his head up, Hyde glared at him once again.

“Not the time, man,” Eric muttered him and turned back to Hyde. “Are you forgetting that you guys had feelings for each other long before that night?”

Hyde rubbed his forehead and glared at Kelso. “Does it matter? She still wanted you. You! Out of all people!”

“No,” Eric said. “She wanted you first. This whole time. Have you ever stopped to think she wanted Kelso for one night because she didn’t know if you felt the same way? She knew Kelso wouldn’t turn her down, so he was a guaranteed cheap one-night stand.”

“Again—hey!” Kelso cried out, confused. “I’m right here!”

  “Sorry, buddy. Gotta make a point,” Eric said, shrugging.

  “Man, how would you feel if you found out Donna wanted Kelso first instead of you?” Hyde asked him.

  “She did once,” Eric responded quietly. “Casey, remember?”

Hyde shook his head. “No, man, he was the rebound. She only wanted him because—oh, crap.”

Eric nodded, a crooked smile spreading on his face. “See?”

His face turned from angry to somber. “Yeah, but every time I think of them two, I get this image that makes me want to drive my head through a wall.”

“Hyde, man, it didn’t even happen,” Kelso repeated. “She didn’t even see me that night. Hell, it barley crossed her mind.”

“Yeah, because I came into her line of vision,” he said stubbornly.

  “You know that’s not true,” Eric said. “If it were, do you think she’d have married you?”

Hyde’s tongue ran alongside his cheek as he thought about it. After a minute, he sighed. “Yeah, I guess you’re right.”

“I know I am,” Eric responded proudly. “Much to my dismay, you guys were meant to be together. Everyone sees it. It’s like a natural feeling with you two.”

“Yeah, man,” Kelso chimed in. “What you have with Y/n is something that happens once in a lifetime. You know if you’re looking for that sort of thing.”

Hyde was quiet for another moment before speaking. “Alright, don’t get all mushy on me. Where is she?”

“At home,” Eric said. “Waiting for you.”

“Thanks,” he responded and stood, looking at Kelso. “And if you make any comments about this, I’ll kick your ass.”

“I gotta, Hyde,” Kelso responded. “It’s like asking me not breathe.”

Without warning, Hyde slugged him in the shoulder causing Kelso to grunt in pain. “Next time, it’ll be your face.”

“Damn, Hyde!” Kelso cried out, jumping from his seat. “That’s how you thank me for helping you?”

“Fine, thank you!” Hyde said, punching Kelso in the arm.

He grunted again, rubbing his sore arm. “That’s better.”

                                                ●●●

“Hey,” Steven greeted his wife as he walked through the sliding door in the kitchen.

Y/n was sat at the table, drinking some tea to calm her nerves. She turned and looked up at him nervously. “Hey.”

The silence was deafening between them as he stood by the counter and she stayed in her seat; neither of them able to find the right words.

“Look, Steven,” she began. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I just thought—”

“I know,” he said and sat down next to her. “I know why you did it. To be honest I probably would’ve done the same thing too if I were in your shoes.”

Y/n looked at him confused, but also amused. “You’d go and find Kelso to sleep with you?”

His eyes snapped to hers with disgust written on his face. “What? God! No! I would find a girl to do it with!”

She couldn’t help but laugh at his discomfort. He couldn’t help but chuckle himself.

Once their laughter bubbled down, they look at each other with gentle eyes.

“You know I’d never do that to you,” she said quietly and cupped his hand with hers. “Right?”

A gentle smile spread across his face. “I do now.”

“If I would’ve known that you felt the same way, it wouldn’t have even crossed my mind.”

“I understand that now,” he said. A beat passed. “It’s a good thing you did end up sleeping with me, huh?”

She chuckled. “Yeah, finding out I was pregnant would’ve been very awkward.”

“Yeah…” he chuckled, trailing off.

It was silent between them again as the tension in the air loosened and calmed. Looking up at him into his eyes, the eyes that were as blue as the sky and that could look into hers as deep as the ocean, she brought his hand to her lips and gave it the gentlest kiss as if he would break. “I love you, Steven.”

He grinned at her. “I know.”

Just as they were leaning into another kiss, a loud group of ‘Aweeee’ was heard behind them.

“You made up!” Jackie gushed.

“What the hell?!” Y/n cried out, seeing the group behind them. “Were you guys here listening this whole time?!”

“Yes,” Fez said, starting to get choked up. He swallowed thickly, his voice quivering. “And it was beautiful.”

“Oh, my God,” Y/n whined, looking at her friends who were smiling at them. “Can’t we ever get privacy with you guys?”

“Nope!” Eric cried out. “But if it wasn’t for us, you wouldn’t have made up.”

“Yeah, sure,” Hyde grumbled and grabbed Y/n’s hand, leading them out of the kitchen.

“What’s their deal?” Eric asked, annoyed and grabbed a beer out of the fridge.

“Maybe they’re going to go have make-up sex,” Fez said, making everyone giggle but Eric.

He glowered at his friends. “Because I can’t hear that enough.”

                                                            ●●●

        Wednesday, December of 1978

        5 Days Before Christmas

        Forman’s Residence

“But, Mommy, I want him!” the little girl on TV cried to her mother. Her dark brown hair hung loosely around her face as a red winter hat fit snuggly on her head. Her brown eyes sparkled as she looked at the brown teddy fluffy teddy bear, sitting on the shelf above her. The teddy bear’s beaded eyes stared down at her, as if he was silently pleading to be taken home with her.

“I know, Annalyn, but we can’t afford him right now,” the mother replied solemnly and grabbed her hand. “We’re lucky we were able to afford Christmas dinner this year.”

“But, he’s all I want for Christmas!” Annalyn wailed as her mother dragged her away.

“I know,” she replied sadly. “But maybe Santa will give you him.”

As Annalyn’s mother dragged her away, the little girl looked over her shoulder at Mr. Teddy. For a split second, she swore she saw the bear’s head looking at her with a sad look on his face. Tears welled in her eyes as she turned back around into the freezing cold.

Y/n sat on the couch, tears flowing heavily down her face with a tissue in hand. She wiped at her eyes, sniffling. The TV program cut to a cereal commercial as Y/n popped some Christmas candy in her mouth.

“Are you hungry for Buc Wheats?” an older man asks his supposed grandson.

“Yes, Grandpa!” a little boy in a yellow T-shirt answers.

“Alrighty, son,” Grandpa chuckles and walks over to his cupboard to see it empty of the cereal. “Oh, no! It looks like we’re out.”

“No!” the boy drawled out, wailing dramatically. “Grandpa, I need that cereal! I won’t be able to get the calcium and vitamins from it that will help me grow big and strong! The other kids will make fun of me!”

Y/n’s eyes welled up with fresh tears once as they raced down her face. Bringing the tissue to her nose, she hiccupped, feeling sad and emotional all over again. She balled up the used tissue and reached over, grabbing for another one.

“Hey, Y/n—” Steven said as he walked out of the den. He stopped short when he noticed her bawling. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?”

She couldn’t answer, but instead point towards the TV. He took a step forward, leaning to the side, turning his attention to the screen.

Confused, he said, “It’s a cereal commercial.”

“No, no, I’m watching a Christmas movie and this little poor girl can’t get the teddy bear she wants for Christmas, the only thing she wants.” Fresh tears filled her eyes. “Now, this little boy can’t get his cereal and will be made fun of.” She started crying again and wiped at her eyes. “Those poor babies.”

Hyde quirked an eyebrow at her. “Oookay.” He went to sit down next to her, but saw a pile of candy wrappers to her side. “Wow.”

“Just a snack,” she sniffed and swiped the wrappers to the side. “What’s up?”

“You really are pregnant, aren’t you?” He sat next to her. “W.B just called and said that he’s throwing a work Christmas party and asked if we’d want to go. You want to?”

“Um,” she started, sniffing. “Do I have to wear a dress?”

“Well,” he said, shrugging. “It is a formal party, so I would assume so.”

Y/n looked down to her growing stomach, pouting. “I barley have anything that fits me anymore.”

“Go shopping then,” he replied, nonchalantly.

She rubbed her belly. “I don’t know, Steven. I don’t think I’ll be able to find something to wear.”

“Sure you will,” he responded and placed his hand on her knee. “You got to have something in your closet.”

“I can go look. If not, I guess I can go shopping. When’s the party?”

“Tonight.”

“Tonight?!” she screeched. “Why are you just telling me this now?”

“He just told me,” he responded. “It’s in a few hours; I’m sure we can be find something.”

He helped Y/n off the couch. “I hope you’re right,” she said.

“I will be,” he said. “Besides, I’m sure you’ll look fine.”

“I better look better than fine.” She started walking up the stairs. “I will not go if I look like a whale.”

Steven groaned internally. This was going to be an interesting six months.

                                    Meanwhile…

“Hey, everyone!” Jackie said cheerfully as she walked into the basement arm-in-arm with a tall, handsome boy. “Everybody, I’d like you to meet Markus!”

Markus flashed a white, dimpled smile. “Hi, everyone.”

He was cute; with dark curly hair and deep, dark eyes. His brown skin glowed and gleamed making any girl that'd walk by him jealous. He was quiet and shy, but sweet.

“Hi, Markus,” everyone greeted. Eric, Donna, Fez, and Kelso sat around, talking amongst themselves.

“Markus is my date to the winter ball,” Jackie continued and leaned on his arm. “Isn’t he cute? He’s captain of the debate team!”

“That’s awesome,” Donna said. “What are you currently debating?”

“Gender studies,” he responded. “I’m fighting for the equality of women in the workplace and rights to their bodies.”

Donna looked at Jackie, approvingly. “I like him.”

“Isn’t he dreamy?” Jackie gushed, heart eyes staring up at him.

Markus shied away, chuckling. “You must be Donna. Jackie’s told me a lot about you.”

“What the hell, Jackie?” Kelso asked, offended. “We both know I’m the most handsome of them all.”

“And you must be Kelso,” Markus said with a dazzling smile.

“Damn right,” he replied and shook Markus’s hand—rather aggressively. “Just so you know, I’m the prettiest of them here. I just want to let you know that. It’s unfair to compare you to my god-like features.”

“Uh-huh,” Markus responded awkwardly. “Thanks for the heads up.”

“Shut up, Kelso,” Eric sighed and walked over to him, shaking his hand. “Nice to meet you, man. I’m Eric.”

“Oh, the Star Wars nerd!” Markus said excitedly. “I’ve wanted to ask you ever since Jackie told me about you: How did you build the Death Star?” Jackie’s eyes widened as did everyone else’s. But, unlike Jackie, everyone was amused. “I bought one for me and my little brother and we can’t figure it out. It has like 3,000 pieces or something.”

Eric’s eyes lit up as a smile spread across his face. Finally, someone to nerd out with! “Oh, ho, ho, let me show you, my friend,” Eric said, slithering his arm around his new friend’s neck. “I had to rebuild mine because somebody—” he shot a glare over to Jackie. “tripped over it and broke it.”

“Well, maybe I can help you rebuild,” Markus said as Eric lead him upstairs.

“And I’m Fez by the way!” Fez called out after them. “I like Star Wars too!” He bounded up the stairs after them.

“I think you just lost your boyfriend,” Donna said to Jackie, giggling.

“Yeah, to yours!” Jackie said and plopped herself on the couch next to her. “I’m going out with a nerd now?! What’s wrong with me?”

“Nothing?” Donna said, raising an eyebrow. “Dating a nerd isn’t the end of the world.”

“But I’m going to be seen with him, Donna!”

“He’s cute and on the debate team. I think it’ll be okay,” Donna responded blandly and rolled her eyes. “You need to learn to stop being so superficial. This one might be good for you.”

“Hey!” Kelso said, offended. “I was good for her!”

“No, you weren’t,” Jackie said. “You kept cheating on me!”

“Only for a little bit!” Kelso defended.

Jackie rolled her eyes and turned back to Donna. “Maybe he will be good for me. He won’t cheat on me like Michael, won’t be emotionally unavailable like Steven, or be a good fit for me unlike Fez.” She looked up at the ceiling in deep thought. “I guess I can give him a chance. I like him a lot."

“Then go for it,” Donna encouraged. “He seems super sweet!”

“And smart, and funny,” Jackie continued and turned her head to face Donna. “I see how Eric treats you. What’s it like? To be valued?”

Donna’s eyes softened. “It’s great. I never have to worry about him. I know he loves me and I feel safe with him. Even if he does piss me off sometimes."

Jackie chuckled. “I want to feel that.”

“Then give Markus a chance! He might be just that.”

Silence filled between them for a moment until Jackie spoke up again. “You’re right. I think I will.”

“Good,” Donna responded and patted her shoulder. “Word of advice?”

“Hm?”

“Don’t be yourself.”

“Donna, that’s terrible advice!”

“You don’t want him running away too soon. Give it time. See if he can handle you. No offense, Jackie, but you’re a handful.”

“More like two,” Kelso mumbled.

“Hey!” she protested. “That’s not true! I am a delight.”

“Yeah, when you’re sleeping,” Donna shot back. “Look, there are parts about you that just need a little…toning down.”

“Like what? Name one thing.”

“Well, you’re a little needy,” Donna said, trying to give it to her lightly. “And…self-centered. And selfish at times. And demanding.”

“Okay!” Jackie cried out, offended. “I said one!”

“You also have some good qualities too,” Donna continued. “Remember what we said to you the night your boob popped out?”

“What?!” Kelso shouted. A mix of shock and disappointment that he wasn’t there. “And I wasn’t there!”

“Shut up, Kelso,” Donna and Jackie said in unison.

Jackie turned back to Donna. “Yeah, I remember.”

“It still rings true.” She gave her a gentle smile. “Look, you just got to show that more than your flaws, okay? The good qualities have to outweigh the bad one.”

“Yeah, I guess,” Jackie responded and sank further into her seat.

“Just show your good side, and you’ll be fine,” Donna said. "And then just slowly ease into your bad side. But again, tone it down. Because then you'll definitely lose him."

It was quiet for a moment. “Thanks, Donna.”

“You’re welcome.”

Sudden heavy and fast footsteps caught the ears of the three young adults, making them turn. Fez stood there, panting and panicked.

“Quick! Does anybody know how to dislodge a miniature lightsaber from one’s throat?”

                                          --Scene Transition—

“Argh!” Y/n screamed in frustration from her closet as she threw another dress unintendedly into her husband’s face. “Nothing fits me!”

Closing his eyes in annoyance, he plucked the nude-colored material off his face and placed it down beside him like the five others. “I’m sure you have something, doll.”

She came out of the closet with a green silk dress at her hips, struggling to pull it over her bump. “Please, can I just wear sweats?” she whined as she tried again to squeeze into the dress.

“I know, but you got to have something in there,” Hyde encouraged as he stood to stand next to his wife and noticed a cute black and white dress. “Oh, this is nice.”

“Steven, that’s a Halloween costume,” she responded. “Unless you want me to go to this thing as a sexy French maid.”

All Steven could do was give her a cheeky grin. “Well, I wouldn’t stop you there.”

She gave him a deadpanned glare. “No.” She sighed, stepping out of the dress and walked out the closet feeling depleted. She hunched over, her belly popping out more. “There’s nothing for me to wear. I don’t want to go.”

“Come on, you have to. Everybody is looking forward to seeing you.”

“Steven, I look like a whale!” she snapped, speaking fast.

He pressed his lips into a thin line, fighting back laughter. “First of all, you’re carrying twins. Not like you were going to be skinny throughout the pregnancy.”

She threw him a glare.

“Oh, come on. Be real here.” He sighed and sat next to her. “And 2nd, you’ll look great in whatever you wear.”

She shook her head, pouting. “I’m not going. I can’t wear anything without me wanting to split open the dress. And it’s too late for me to go shopping.”

“You’ll be fine. I know you’ve got something in those millions of dresses you wear.”

She thought about it for a minute. “I think I have something in mind.”

                                              Meanwhile…

“How did you get a toy stuck in your throat?!” Donna shrieked at her boyfriend.

“I was trying to prove a point!” Eric replied, choking.

“Which was?!”

“That Darth Vader’s light saber isn’t the smallest one…” he trailed off. “I don’t think I proved my point.” Donna couldn’t even respond; she just stared at her boyfriend in disbelief. “I know, I’m a dumbass.”

Donna scrunched up her face in a sarcastic smile and nodded. “Little bit.”

"So...these are your friends?" Markus whispered to Jackie.

She rubbed her forehead, sighing. "Yeah."

"Well, I can see who's the smart one," he responded and looked at Eric who was forcibly hacking and gagging to try to get the toy dislodged. "And it ain't him."

She clicked her tongue and nodded. "Yeah..."

"Ow, Donna, this really hurts," Eric said.

"Well, that's what happens when you shove a piece of plastic down your throat!" she responded, looking down his mouth.

“I’ll go get Mrs. Forman,” Jackie sighed and walked out of Eric’s room.

“Do you need us to take you to the hospital?” Markus asked.

“Nah, it’s fine,” Eric responded and coughed. “This isn't my first rodeo.”

“Wha—” Markus began, but was stopped by Donna.

“Don’t even,” she said, shaking her head.

“Besides, my mom’s a nurse,” Eric continued. “She might be able to give me something to make it go down or…pluck it out or something; I don’t know.”

Markus nodded. “Okay…” He made a gesture with his index finger. “Does this kind of thing happen often?”

“Uh…yeah,” Donna responded, crossing her arms. “Sadly, this isn’t the first nor will it be the last time.”

“Um…okay, wow,” he responded and scratched his head. “Can’t say you guys are boring.”

                                          --Time Skip—

“See, I told you you’d find something,” Steven said as he walked his pregnant bride down the stairs carefully. He adorned a beautiful suede jacket with a shirt and tie, dark jeans and boots.

Y/n carefully waddled down the stairs, uncomfortable dressed in a blue straight line dress with short flutter sleeves and a blue rose settled in the middle of her sweetheart neckline. “Yeah…as long as I don’t do anything to rip it like move, then I’ll be okay.”

“You should be happy that you can still fit into your senior prom dress,” he chuckled, helping her down the last step and into her coat.

She whipped towards him with a scowl on her face. “Prom was in March!” Her frown deepened. “Of this year!” Sighing, she looked down at herself. "I'm just lucky that I bought the elastic one, or else I'd be going to this thing in my mom's maternity dress. And it's not sexy."

He opened his mouth to respond as Kitty came around the corner. “Well, don’t you two look nice! What’s the occasion?”

“My work is throwing a holiday party,” Steven responded, placing a hand on Y/n’s lower back, guiding her towards the door.

“Where were you able to find a dress?” Kitty asked, looking at Y/n who was adjusting her tight address.

“The back of my closet,” she replied.

“It looks a little tight, dear.”

“It’s more than just a little. I feel like I’m going to burst at the seams.”

Kitty looked at her daughter up and down. “From the looks of it, you actually might.”

“Thanks, Mom.”

“No, honey, I mean…you just…it looks…you know what? Just don’t bend over or sit or move and you should be okay.” She smiled widely at her, laughing uncomfortably.

Y/n couldn’t even respond, running her tongue along her cheek, annoyed. “Okay. We’re leaving now.”

Steven gently guided her out the door, shooting Kitty an apologetic look as he shut the door.

“Good luck with her,” Kitty grumbled to herself as she waved goodbye to the couple and stepped into the living room to tidy up.

As she was, Jackie came down the stairs. “Mrs. Forman?”

She turned to glace to see who it was before turning back to her cleaning. “Yes, dear?”

“Do you know how to get lodged plastic toys out of a throat?”

                                         --Time Skip—

“Steven, Y/n!” W.B called out to the couple.

The Christmas party ended up being in a hotel ballroom with a DJ, lights, tables of food and drinks. Beige walls and dark hardwood flooring were covered with Christmas décor and mini Christmas tree confetti. They were standing with some Steven’s colleagues, having a casual conversation. Steven had a beer in his hand while Y/n had a cup of fruit punch.

“Hey, W.B,” Steven greeted, turning around to greet his father.

“Thank you for coming! You guys having a good time?”

“It’d be a lot more fun if I didn’t have to drink punch,” Y/n quipped, taking a sip of her alcohol-free drink. "Did you know that it has a complete different taste without the booze?"

W.B chuckled. “Sorry about that. Wish I could help.”

“Maybe you can give me a heating pad for Christmas,” she half-joked. “My back is starting to kill me.”

That made W.B laugh. “I’ll keep that in mind.” He looked down at her dress. “You both look very nice.”

“Thank you.” She smiled and adjusted the dress around her waist. “It’s a little uncomfortable though.”

“I can imagine,” he responded and chuckled. “I better get back to socializing with the other employees. Don’t want them to think I’m playing favoritism.” He winked at his son before he sauntered off to join a group of people. “I’ll catch up with you later.”

Hyde lifted his drink to him. “See you around, W.B.” Once he was out of sight, he turned back to Y/n. “Are you really having a good time?”

“No,” she said blatantly. “I want to go home, change into my pajamas and watch TV.”

“Look, I know you’re uncomfortable—”

“And miserable.”

“…and miserable, but you being here makes me look good.”

She furrowed her brows. “Why?”     

“Look around,” he whispered in her ear, pointing to the crowd around them. “Do you see anyone else with a hot wife? Or any woman draping all over their arm?” He pointed to a middle-aged couple. "You see them? That's Bob and Margaret. They haven't had sex in two years. And word around the water cooler is she's having an affair with the office post delivery man. He's twenty-five, six-foot-tall, wannabe male model."

Y/n's eyes brightened. "You're kidding." She looked at the couple. When Bob tried to put his arm around Margret's waist, she slapped his hand away. "Ouch, that's cruel."

Steven nodded his head. "Yep, but from what everyone says, he ignores her and doesn't talk to her much. And you see that other guy right there?" A guy in his thirties was standing by the door, longingly gazing at another another man. "That's Larry and rumor has it that he's not exactly in with the ladies."

"What do you mean by th--oh," she said, realization hitting her. "He's gay?"

"Well, it's a suspicion, but the way he's staring at Hector from HR makes me confirm those suspicions."

Y/n looked over a Hector who was handsome young man with bright eyes and blonde hair. "Is he gay too?"

"Well, he ain't straight, I can tell you that much."

"They'd make a cute couple."

"Yeah, sure," Hyde responded, bored and turned to Jeremy, a short, dark haired man who was sitting alone in a chair at a table. "And Jeremy, doesn't have anybody, period."

"That's kind of sad," Y/n said, her eyes burning from tears. "He doesn't have anyone."

"He's socially awkward and can't talk to girls. But, he's also crushing on Melissa, the secretary."

Y/n saw a middle-aged woman also standing by herself at a snack table, occasionally stealing glances at Jeremy. Y/n had the strong urge to bring them together.

"So, you see what I mean? You're hot."

Smirking, she turned to him. “You think I’m hot?”

“Duh. You’re the hottest one here.”

She blushed. “Even with my big, round belly?”

“It tells all the other guys here that I got some,” he bragged and took a sip of his beer, smirking.

“Oh, yeah, those three minutes really rock my world,” she poked.

A look of offense crossed his features. “Hey! It was four minutes, get it right.”

She snorted out a laugh and kissed his cheek. “No, you really are the best I’ve ever had,” she gushed, causing him to grin. “Those seven minutes are always the best minutes of my life.”

His grin dropped instantly. “Ha ha.”

                                          Meanwhile…

“How the heck did you do this?!” Kitty asked surprised, looking down Eric’s throat with a flashlight.

“Trust me, you don’t wanna know,” Donna responded, crossing her arms.

   “Well, honey, I can either give you something to make it go down and have you digest it or I can take a small instrument and pull it from your throat."

Eric blinked. “Will that hurt way less?”

“Essentially, pulling it out of your throat. But I’ll have to stick a wand down your throat to get it out.”

“And knowing your gag reflexes, you’ll just puke it out,” Donna responded. “So, yeah, that would probably be better.”

“Aw, man, I don’t want to pass this thing through my colon,” Eric whined.

“Well, honey it’s either that or we pull it out,” Kitty said sternly.

Eric paused. “What do I need to take to make it go down?”

“Thought so,” his mother responded. “I’ll be right back with the medicine.”

                                             --Time Skip—

At the party, Y/n was at the fruit punch bowl, pouring her fifth cup.

“Thirsty tonight?” Steven asked her as he came up behind her.

“Well, I can’t have alcohol, so this is the best I can do,” she muttered bitterly and took a sip. She scanned the table of snacks and picked up some Christmas cookies. “Mhm, well, at least they have decent snacks.”

He nodded. “Remember, only a few more months of this.”

“The doctor said I shouldn’t drink because of my milk,” she pouted.

“Yeah, well,” he sighed. “Sucks to be you.”

She made a face at him. “Charming.”

Have Yourself A Merry Little Christmas came overhead, changing the atmosphere. The lights dimmed and a disco ball shone brightly through the elegant hotel ballroom. He held his hand out to her. “Wanna dance?”

Smiling, she placed her hand in his as he led them to the dance floor. Placing a hand on her lower back while the other held her hand, he pulled her close, resting his chin against her temple.

They danced in silence as they swayed with the music, enjoying the moment. Y/n wanted to make time slow down; wanted to live in the moment with just the two of them. Wanting to spend as much time together before their babies entered the world, before more responsibilities would fall on their shoulders.

Steven decided to be spontaneous and dip Y/n. When he leaned her back and supported her weight, there was a loud rip.

“What was that?” Steven asked, frozen in place.

Y/n’s smile instantly dropped upon hearing the noise. “I think it was my dress.”

“Are you serious?” His face held a look of amusement.

“Yeah,” she grunted as he helped her to stand up straight. When she turned around, he couldn’t help but bark out a laugh.

“What?!” she shrieked, frantically turning around so she could see the rip. “How bad is it?!”

His stomach started to ache as he continued to laugh, tears pooling in his eyes.

“Steven!”

“Alright, alright,” he said, gasping. “Let me take a look at it.” He spun her around to see a large split down her back, showing off the world her bra down to her panties. “Oh, my God,” he laughed.

“Is it bad?”

“Well, it ain’t good.”

“Oh, damn it!” she whined and turned back around. “Can’t even dance without this thing getting in the way.” She pointed at her stomach. She ran out the ballroom to the nearest bathroom.

“It’s not that bad,” Steven said, running after her. “It’s…fixable.”

“Oh, what do you know? You’re not the one turning into a cow!” She entered the bathroom and he followed in after her.

He smirked. “A sexy cow.”

She scowled at him. “Not. Helping.” She turned to look at herself in the mirror and groaned. “Man, I really liked this dress.”

He chuckled. “How bout this? I take you home and get you out of the dress?”

She nodded. “I would very much like that. Thank you.”

“Yeah, you will,” he nodded, smirking.

“Shut up and get me home.”

“Yes, dear.”

           

Later that night, after Hyde had gotten Y/n home, he did in fact get her out of that dress and made her more comfortable by propping her legs on his shoulders. They had rushed upstairs to their bedroom when they came home and wasted no time getting undressed.

Lately, her hormones had been bouncing all over the place, making her need Steven more than ever. Not that he was complaining. Their sex life had almost doubled since she entered her second trimester and all she wanted was to do it all the time. Daily, even. But, again, he didn’t complain. It was just another thing to rub in Eric’s face.

When they finished, they laid next to each other, panting.

“Wow,” she breathed. “That was—”

“I know,” he finished, staring at the ceiling with his arm resting above his head.

“I can’t tell if it’s the pregnancy or what, but sex is so much better.”

“Normally, I’d be offended, but yeah, agreed.”

She chuckled and shifted herself so she could lay her head on his chest. “This time lasted a whole eleven minutes.”

He side eyed her, starting to wonder if she was still joking. “How long is this going to go on?”

“What is?” she feigned innocence.

He snorted. “Cute.”

She giggled and hugged him tighter. “Awe, honey, you know I’m kidding…mostly.”

"Well, there’s only way to fix this,” he said, turning serious.

“What’s that?”

“I gotta prove that I can go longer,” he said, flipping them over. He shifted himself on top of her causing her to laugh.

“I was kidding!” she said in between giggles.

“Too late,” he said, kissing her.

She giggled, giving into his warm, deep kisses. She wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing him closer as he cradled her between his arms. As they got lost in each other once again, a loud crash was heard from downstairs.

Y/n and Steven broke the kiss immediately, freezing in place.

“What the hell was that?” she whispered.

“I don’t know,” he answered and clambered off her, grabbing his pants.

“You’re not going to go down there, are you?!”

“It’ll be fine.” He ripped on his bed shirt and walked over to the door, but not before grabbing the bat that was conveniently placed by the door.

“When did you get a bat?” he asked as he opened the door.

“When I played softball in 8th grade,” she answered as she scrambled out of bed, throwing on her plaid pajamas. “And you’re not going down there alone; I’m coming with you.”

“Like hell you are!” he whispered-yelled. “If anything you’re staying here while I go downstairs.” He made his way towards the hallway and paused. “I’d never thought I’d say this, but if I’m not back in a couple minutes, call the cops.”

Without waiting for an answer, he slipped out the door and into the hall.

“Yeah, right,” she said under her breath, scurrying out to join him. She tip-toed behind him, following him to the stairs. Silently, she leaned behind his ear. “Do you see anything?"

He let out a high-pitched shriek, almost dropping the bat. He whipped around, facing her. “What the hell are you doing?! I told you to stay in the room.”

“Do you honestly believe that I’d actually let you come out here alone?” she whispered harshly. “You’re my husband; I’m not letting you go down there alone.”

“Hey.”

They both whipped around, letting out a shriek. Behind them stood Eric, wrapped in a bed sheet, holding a lightsaber.

Y/n placed a hand over her heart and bent over, fighting for breath. “Eric, what the hell are you doing?!”

“I heard a noise,” he answered quietly.

“Forman, are you naked?” Hyde asked.

“….This is more liberating,” he deadpanned. “And it allows more airflow.” He wiggled his body little bit, mocking them.

“Okay, ew!” Y/n shrieked and shut her eyes, turning away from her brother. “Put it away!”

“What are you kids doing out here?” Kitty asked as she emerged from her bedroom, Red trailing behind her.

“We heard a noise,” Y/n responded, still refusing to look at her brother.

“Good, God, Eric,” Red scowled. “Are you naked?”

“It’s more lib—”

“Yeah, yeah, we get it!” Hyde cut in and turned back to Red. “There’s someone downstairs.”

“Yeah, we heard the noise too,” he said. “I think you guys should—”

A louder crash was heard, this time closer to the stairs.

“Alright, everyone. Get back. I got this,” Eric said and pushed himself forward carrying his toy lightsaber.

“You really think you’re going to scare someone off with a lightsaber?” Y/n whispered harshly.

“I will if I use the force,” he answered and turned it on, emitting an orange glow in the dark hallway.

“Oh, yeah, if the ‘force’ doesn’t do it, your nakedness is really intimidating,” Y/n bit.

“Or, they’ll just wet themselves laughing,” Hyde quipped, pinching back a smile.

“Will you three just shut—” Red began when he was cut off by another crash.

“Oh, that’s it,” Kitty said, pissed and frustrated that she was awake at this hour, and ripped the bat from Hyde’s hand. She stomped her way down the stairs carrying Shotsy in her other hand, despite Red calling after her.

“Kitty, wait—” he said, trying to stop his wife, but it was too late. She had stormed down to the living room and flickered on the lights with everyone on her heel.

Eric ran in front of her, sliding in the sheet and lightsaber high up in the air. He lost his footing, his foot getting caught in the sheets and tumbled forward. The sheet that covered him, flied open, revealing everything underneath.

“Whoa!” Everyone called out, shielding their eyes.

“Geez, Eric, I didn’t know you sleep in the nuddy,” said a familiar accent.

“Fez?” Y/n and Hyde asked, purposely avoiding looking at Eric as he stumbled back up.

“What are you doing here?” Y/n asked, eyeing him. He was wearing yesterday’s clothes; his shirt was wrinkled and his hair was ruffled. He stood in his socks while his shoes were thrown against the front door. That must be what we heard.

“And why are you breaking into my house at one in the morning?” Red asked gruffly. “You know, I’m making the call."

"Oh, Red, no need to call the cops,” Kitty said, placing the bat down.

“No, I’m calling immigration,” he spat.

“Oh, for Pete’s sake, enough with that threat!” Kitty yelled. “If you’re not threatening to call immigration, you threaten to put your foot up someone’s ass. Pick a new threat. And Eric,” she turned to her son. “Go put on pants. Now.”

Red was taken aback at his wife’s outburst, but chose to stay silent as he watched Eric trudge up the stairs.

“Thank you, Mrs. Kitty,” Fez said quietly.

“And you!” she pointed a finger at him. “What are you doing in my house at this hour? How did you even get in?”

"The back door was open," he responded sheepishly.

"Oh, we should double check next time," Y/n said out of the corner of her mouth to Hyde.

"You still didn't answer my question," Kitty said expectantly.

“I—I need a place to sleep,” he answered nervously. “It’s too cold to sleep in my car now. And…my key to Hyde’s store doesn’t work anymore…”

“So, you were the one breaking into my store?” Hyde asked. “We had to get new locks and keys.”

“That explains it,” Fez responded quietly, fiddling with this fingers.

“Fez, why aren’t you at your hosts parents’?” Y/n asked.

Fez looked down, almost in shame, but didn’t want to be met with their pitiful stares. “They kicked me out.”

“Oh, my God. Why?” Kitty asked.

  “They found out I graduated high school.”

“Awe, Fezie,” Y/n whimpered. “Why didn’t you tell us?”

“I didn’t want to be a burden.”

“And you thought breaking into my house was the better option?” Red asked.

“Red, that’s enough,” Kitty said and stepped closer to Fez, placing a sympathetic hand on his shoulder. “You can sleep here tonight and then in the morning we can figure something out.”

“Thank you, Mrs. Kitty,” he whispered tiredly.

“Of course, honey. You can either sleep in Steven’s old room or we can set up a bed in Eric’s."

“I can take Steven’s room,” Fez responded and grabbed the blanket he had been cradling. “I don’t want to sleep next to Eric knowing he doesn’t have pants on.”

Y/n nodded. “I wouldn’t want too either. By the way, why were you making so much noise?”

“Oh, um, I kept accidentally tripping and tripped over some Legos downstairs.”

“My Lego Death Star?!” Eric screeched as he came down the stairs. “That’s 3,083 pieces!” He turned to his twin. “It took me a week to do re-build it.”

“I told you not to leave it by the door,” Y/n scolded.

“Alright, I’m going back to bed,” Red announced and treaded up the stairs, exhaustion taking over as his adrenaline faded.

“I’ll make the bed up for you,” Kitty said, yawning and lead Fez to the basement.

“Alright, night,” Y/n announced and waddled upstairs.

“What about my Death Star?” Eric whined.

“Well, just like what we just saw, put it away and hope we never see it again,” Hyde quipped and followed Y/n up the stairs.

                                  The next morning…

Y/n, Steven, Fez and her parents sat at the table, eating waffles.

“So, Y/n, how’s the college applications coming along?” Red asked her

She paused mid-chew, looking at her mom with fear in her eyes. “Should I tell him?"

“He has to find out sooner than later,” Kitty whispered, carefully eyeing her husband.

“I think you should wait a little bit longer,” Steven replied. “Not until you make a final decision.”

“No, no, I think it’s time,” Kitty responded. “I think he’s ready.”

Red eyed them all suspiciously. “What the hell is going on here?”

“Okay, if I tell you, please don’t be mad,” Y/n begged, shaking.

“I don’t think I can be madder at you than I already am for getting knocked up,” he responded with a fake smile.

She ran her tongue alongside her cheek in annoyance. “Thanks, Dad.”

“So,” he continued, popping some scrambled eggs in his mouth. “What’s the plan?”

“Well…I’ve decided to hold off on going to college for a while…”

Red whipped his head at her. “WHAT!” He turned to Steven. "And you let her do this?!"

"Excuse me, let me?!" Y/n asked. "This was my decision!"

"Clearly not a very good one!"

“You promised you weren’t going to get mad!”

“I promise a lot of things!” he shouted. “I promised those commies that I wouldn’t shoot them when I needed intel. I did it anyway!”

Kitty looked at her husband with disgusted shock. “Oh…I think that is awful.”

“Yeah, you and God,” he responded dismissively and turned to his daughter. “Why the hell are you putting off college?”

“Uh, hello?” she responded, pointing to her stomach. “I thought the answer would be obvious.”

  “Don’t get smart with me!” he barked. “I want a real answer besides your own doing of screwing up!”

“Because I don’t want to be in the middle of finals when my water breaks?” Y/n responded, shrinking in her seat. “I want to focus on the twins birth and then the first few months before going back. I don’t want to be sleep deprived and still have to study.”

“Well, you should’ve thought of that before you got knocked up!”

“Hey, I didn’t get this way by myself,” she retorted.

“Yeah, but Steven has his own store, making good money…what are you doing?”

“Red!” Kitty said sharply. “She’s growing two human beings. That’s exhausting enough as it is.”

“Don’t defend her! She needs to know that she can’t depend on us for the rest of her life.”

“How can you think that of me?” Y/n asked, hurt that her father would make that conclusion. “Out of everybody, you know that’s not how I am.”

“Well, you know what? You’ve proven me wrong. Before you getting pregnant, I never thought you’d be the one to do such a stupid thing and disappoint me the most.”

The air suddenly grew still and tense. Y/n could only stare at her dad with a look of hurt and betrayal. “I can’t believe you just said that,” she said, barley above a whisper. Her voice threatened to break as tears rose to the surface.

He continued to look at with a hardened glare, showing no remorse. “Well, then, tell me? What is your plan? Are you still taking that job with Sasha?”

She shook her head and looked down at her plate. “I don’t know anymore.”

Red sighed frustratingly and set down his fork. “I already have two children who haven’t done anything worthwhile and now my only child that was showing any success in her future has gone down the crapper with just the rest of them.”

Y/n felt like her heart was ripping in half. “Are you calling me failure?”

“I’m not calling you successful!” he cried out, making her flinch.

“Red, man, lay off will ya?” Steven asked, starting to get angry. He wanted to defend his wife, but was also scared of adding fuel to the fire. “I have a good job now; isn’t that enough for now?”

Red turned his cold, piercing eyes to Steven. “Don’t you tell me what to do. I’ve let you lived here for free. And now I’m letting you both live here for free with your children.”

“And that's my wife. It doesn’t mean you should be laying into her like this,” he responded calmly. “I told her I’ll take care of her while she figures out what she wants to do.”

“No,” he said shortly and turned back to his tearful daughter. “She needs to figure out what she’s going to do because I refuse to have three failures for children!"

“Red Forman!” Kitty shrieked. “That’s enough!”

“I knew you were still angry with me,” Y/n said. “I knew you wouldn’t get over it this quickly. But for you to call my unborn children my screw ups and a failure for getting pregnant so young is crossing a line you have never crossed before.” She stood up, abandoning her food. “I’m leaving.” With tears streaming down her face, she exited out the sliding door wordlessly.

Once she was out of earshot, Kitty whipped towards her husband, enraged. “What the HELL is wrong with you?!” she yelled. “Why can’t you ever keep your trap shut?!”

“Because she needs to know the truth!” he boomed back.

“I think I’m going to go,” Steven grunted, reaching and grabbed another piece of toast.

“I second that,” Fez said and scrambled out of the kitchen with Hyde on his heels.

The whole time, Kitty’s icy stare never left Red’s beady ones. “Your opinion is not the truth,” she finally said, her voice quivering from her requited rage. “Your way is not the highway! Just because her life has taken a different turn that what you expected from her doesn’t make her failure! It makes you a failure as a parent for berating her and treating her less than!”

Red stared at Kitty with an open mouth, eyes widened in shock. “How can I be the failure when all I’ve done is support her?!”

“You’ve been everything but!” she spat and stood up. She leaned forward onto her hands, getting down to his eye level. “You’ve been nothing but spiteful. I thought we could finally look past this and go forward, but we can’t do this when you're just slamming the brakes in reverse!”

“I can’t believe you’re taking her side! AGAIN!” Red boomed. “When am I ever right?!”

“You were fine up until a few minutes ago!” she shouted back. “You didn’t have to say that to her! You didn’t have to say anything at all!”

“She needs to—!”

“I don’t want to hear what she needs and what she doesn’t!” she interrupted and threw her hands in the air. “You know what you need to do? You need to be a father instead of a drill sergeant. You need to be better! Because right now, you’re failing her!”

“How dare you—!”

“Oh, shut your freakin’ trap,” she snapped. “You better apologize to her. Until you do, I’m not cooking and you can sleep on the couch.” She spun sharply away from him and stormed out the kitchen. Red sat there speechless and amazed. He had never seen her this angry before. And he never wanted to see it again.

Y/n had gone for a walk around the neighborhood to try and calm down. Once her tears had dried, pure rage had filled her. Her hands were shaking, and heart pounded against her ribcage. His words kept resonating through her head like a broken record, making her heart wrench even more.

Even when she returned home, she refused to go inside. Trying to distract herself, she picked up the basketball that had been placed in the garage and started shooting hoops. She wasn’t restricted on exercise yet, so she was able to move a little bit more before her third trimester would hit. Every time she would shoot the ball into the net, it would circle the rim before bouncing, irritating her even more.

“Come on!” she shouted after missing another shot. “Stupid piece of crap."

“You better watch your language when those kids are born. Don’t want them picking up on it,” Steven said jokingly behind her, leaning against the door frame with his hands in his pockets.

Y/n looked over her shoulder at him before turning back to the net. “What do you want?”

He pushed off the frame and walked over towards her. “I came looking for you. Been looking for a little bit now.”

“Well, you found me,” she grumbled, her voice deflated. She threw the ball into the net and for the first time it went through. A small satisfaction sigh fell through her lips.

Before the ball could hit the pavement, Hyde caught it smoothly in his hand. He moved in closer to her and cocked his head to the side, looking down at her. “You doing okay?”

She turned away from him, breaking eye contact. “Would you be?”

He shrugged. “It’d be another Tuesday for me.”

Annoyance ran across her pretty features as she stared at her husband.

“I’m joking,” he chuckled. “Mostly.”

“Steven,” she whined and grabbed the ball from him, fighting to hold back tears as she bounced it.

“I know, baby, I know,” he said gently, stepping closer towards her.

“My dad has said a lot of hurtful things in the past, but this one took the cake.” She sniffed, vision blurred. “My whole life—my whole damn life—I tried so hard to be a good daughter, a good sister, and a good friend.”

“And you were. I remember,” Hyde said, nodding. “And still are.”

“I got good grades,” she continued, bouncing the ball harder.

Hyde noticed and nodded his head. “Yes, you did.”

“I did my chores.”

  “Sure, sure.”

  “I was always back by curfew on the dot.”

  “Yes, you were.” Steven eyed the ball as she started bouncing the ball harder.

“I hardly talked back.”

   “I know.”

   “When there were times that I should’ve!”

    “I’m right there with you.”

    “You know despite doing what I was doing with you guys, I think I was a good daughter.”

“You are.”

     “Apparently not!” she screamed and threw the ball down hard on the ground, causing it to bounce back into the air and roll into the backyard. “I’m the disappointment in the family. Eric and Laurie have done worse and yet, I’m the screw up because I got pregnant.”

All Hyde could do was look at his wife with sorrow and guilt. Even though it wasn’t just her fault, he had noticed Red had been a little bit harsher towards her than himself and her siblings.

She was breathing hard, tears flowing freely. She dug her palms into her eyes, desperate for the tears to stop.

Wordlessly, Hyde stepped closer and brought her to his chest. “Come on, Y/n, you know he didn’t mean it.”

“But he did. All I ever wanted was to make them proud and I failed them."

“You know that’s not true,” he defended and pulled her away so he could look at her. “You think I’m a winner in their eyes, too?”

“Yes,” she grumbled.

“Not in the beginning.”

“It doesn’t matter anyway,” she said, wiping her eyes and stepped away from him completely. “The last sliver of hope he had for me just diminished."

“Come on, now you’re taking things out of context.”

  “Am I?”

  He shrugged. “A little.”

“Really? Because what he said in the kitchen proves otherwise.”

  “He’s just pissed. He always does this,” he said and grabbed her hands. “You remember the things he says to Forman when he’s pissed at him, don’t you?”

“Yeah, I guess.”

“And then he gets over it and moves on.”

“Steven, he’s had three months to get over it.”

“You know he’s stubborn and hard-headed. He’ll get over it eventually.”

“I hope so,” she whined and wrapped her arms around his torso.

“He will,” he responded and placed his forefinger and thumb on her chin, forcing her to look up at him. “You know he will.”

She shrugged. “I guess.”

He kissed her gently before pulling back. “Try not to worry about it. Come on, let’s go downstairs.”

He tugged at her arm gently, but she stopped him. “Or,” she said, halting. “We can go upstairs.”

"And do wha—oh,” he responded, looking at her darkened eyes that were beginning to cloud with lust. “We just did it this morning before breakfast.”

“Again.”

“Again?!”

“Yes.”

He looked at her for a minute with an eyebrow raised, but then a smirk grew on his face. “Let’s go.”

                                      --Time Skip—

The gang was hanging out in the basement with Y/n and Steven absent. They had been waiting on the three to show up so they could go bowling, but for Y/n and Hyde to be late was unusual.

“I wonder where they are. It’s been hours,” Jackie commented as she filed her nails.

“I don’t know; maybe they went out to eat,” Eric said from the record player. “I last saw them in the driveway talking. She looked pretty mad.”

“Can’t blame her,” Fez said, sucking on a cherry popsicle. “If you heard what Mr. Red said, you’d be P.O’d too.”

“Yeah, Hyde filled me in. My dad has said a lot of hurtful things, but that was brutal,” Eric agreed. “She must really be upset.”

“She’ll come down when she’s ready then,” Donna said, skimming through a magazine. “I would be broken up too if my dad said that to me.”

“But it’s been six hours,” Eric responded. “I want to go bowling before all the good lanes are taken up.”

The door at the stairs opened and shut, putting a pause on their conversation. A tired, disheveled Steven Hyde trudged down the wooden steps.

“What happened to you?” Fez asked as Hyde collapsed in his chair. His shirt was wrinkled and his bare feet wore socks.

“Y/n is what happened,” he answered.

“What do you mean?” Eric asked.

“Man, ever since she entered her second trimester, she’s been wanting to hop on me every minute of every day.” He rubbed his tired eyes and leaned his head back against the chair.

Fez glared at him. “Oh, boo hoo, you’re getting sex from a beautiful woman every day. What a tragedy.”

“Yeah, man. How are you complaining?” Kelso chimed in. “I’d be on that faster than white on rice! I mean, even while pregnant, Y/n is still smoking hot!”

“Not when she wakes you up at three in the morning to do it and you have to get up in four hours to go to work,” Hyde said. “And she makes it last two to three hours! I’m beat, man.”

Eric stared at his friends with dead eyes. “You know I want to be a supportive friend, but you’re making it really hard.”

“Well, you can look at it as a friend needs help instead of it being your sister,” Donna offered. “Like, instead of saying Y/n, we can just say ‘the wife.’”

“Okay,” Eric said swallowing hard, forcing himself to push the image of his sister and best friend out of his mind. He sat down next to Hyde, facing him. “Have you tried talking to her?”

“And tell her what?” Hyde asked. “‘Hey, honey, I know you want to have sex every minute of every day, but I’m all tuckered out from you needing to get on this ride, so I’m going to have to ask you to cool your jets.”

Eric shook his head, struggling not to picture his sister. “Just because Y/n—the wife is pregnant, doesn’t mean she has to disrupt your life with constant sex. Oh, God, I can’t do this.” He got up quickly, feeling his lunch churn in his stomach.

“Or you can just lay there,” Jackie said. “When I was with Michael, that’s what I had to do sometimes to get him to shut up.”

Everyone looked at her with wide eyes.

“Jackie…that’s not good. And terrible advice,” Donna said and patted her shoulder. “Just, maybe stay out of this one this time, yeah?”

Michael looked at her with an open mouth. “You told me you liked it!”

“And I also said that I would only do missionary. I say a lot of things,” Jackie said sarcastically.

His jaw fell open and looked at Fez who stood there smirking. “She didn’t for you?!”

“Oh, she did a lot of things for me,” he sneered. “And with me. More than just missionary.”

“Traitor!” Kelso screeched.

“Oh, get over it,” Jackie said, annoyed. “That ship sailed a long time ago. Go hop another one and hope it sails the water like you want.”

“Okay, this conversation is getting weird,” Hyde said.

“It’s been weird since you mentioned sex with my sister,�� Eric added in.

“I’m trying to take a break before I actually break,” he responded. “And I can’t necessarily tell Y/n because then she might burst into tears. The other day at dinner, I told her to pass me the salt and she started crying because apparently my tone was hostile and took it as me being angry at her.”

Donna raised her eyebrows at her. “Wow, she’s that hormonal?”

“And annoying,” Eric said. “Ever since she got pregnant, she’s gotten more demanding. Like, yesterday she made sit on the other side of the living room because,” he raised his hands and curled his fingers into air quotes. “’I was breathing too loud.’” He rolled his eyes and grabbed a popsicle from the freezer.

“Well…you kinda do,” Donna said, fighting back a smile. “Just last week you were snoring while watching TV. I thought you fell asleep.”

“And I do hear your snoring every night,” Hyde said. “One of these days, you’re going to suck the drapes off the windows.”

“Hey, this is about Y/n, not me,” Eric said defensively. “If I have to hear her say, ‘Shut up, Eric’ for breathing once more, you’re about to become a widower.”

“She’s about to be a widow if she doesn’t quit riding me,” Hyde said and looked at Eric who was staring at him expectantly. “Figurately and literally.”

“There it is,” Eric deadpanned and walked away to sit in the lawn chair.

“I just want a nap,” Hyde groaned and ran his hand down his face.

“Steven,” a sultry voice sang up the stairs. Y/n’s head poked out from between the banisters, ignoring the group. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

“I know, Doll, I’ve been getting a drink of water,” he lied.

“Well, how long does it take to grab some water?” she asked, impatience running thin in her voice and trotted down the stairs in her robe. “I need your huge d—Oh, hey guys,” she said awkwardly, seeing everyone staring at her. “I didn’t—uh, I didn’t see you there.”

“Here’s an idea: when you walk into a room, take a quick scan!” Eric cried out. “I’m tired of knowing more about your guys’ sex life than I should.”

“Yeah, but you just make it so easy,” Hyde teased.

“And it’s funny,” Fez giggled, looking over at an uncomfortable Eric.

“It’s disgusting,” Eric said.

“And it’s funny,” Fez repeated, another giggle escaping him.

“Come on, honey, let’s go back upstairs,” Y/n begged, grabbing her husband by the hand. “We’re not done yet.”

“Come on, Y/n, I’m tired,” Steven said, feeling depleted. “We’ve done it five times already. Can’t we take a break?”

“This is exactly what I want to hear,” Eric piped up. “Merry Christmas to me!”

“Shut up, Eric,” Y/n said.

“Shut up, Forman,” Steven said at the same time.

“Okay, but Steven, you don’t need a break,” Y/n continued. “All you need to do is lie there and I’ll do all the work.”

“By the looks of it that’s all she’s been doing,” Fez joked causing an uncomfortable silence.

“Y/n, please, I’m exhausted. Can we take a break?” Steven asked. “I’m actually begging you for the sex to stop. Just for five minutes.”

“It’s been longer than that!” Y/n said. “Strap up, cowboy, you’re going back upstairs.”

“Oh, for the love of God, could you please—!” Eric started but was interrupted by Kitty storming down the stairs in a panic.

“Oh, my God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God!” she repeated, holding a newspaper. “You’re not going to believe this.”

“What?” Y/n asked.

“I was looking for store coupons and I came across this section,” Kitty started.

“You were looking at coupons and you freak out? What—did you find a good deal?” Kelso asked.

Kitty whipped at him with a scornful look. “What are you doing here? Don’t you have another girl to impregnate?”

Kelso’s jaw dropped. “You used to be nice, but you’ve changed, lady!”

“Mom, what’s going on?” Y/n asked gently, pulling her mother back into the conversation.

“As I was scanning for coupons, I came across this,” she replied and gave her the folded up newspaper. She pointed to the section that she wanted Y/n to read.

Upon reading the article, Y/n’s heart dropped:

     Point Place’s Smartest Girl, Turned Slut, Y/n Forman, Gets Knocked Up By Infamous Burnout, Steven Hyde.

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[actuallysaiyan]

If your request is still open, I would like to request Laurie from that 70s show, female reader helping her redeem herself from her provocative behavior.

Word count: 988 Warnings/Content: Slight angst, mentions of weed, promiscuity A/N: This was lots of fun, and it took a different turn than I expected, but I think it was nice to write something a little more vulnerable for Laurie. She is a vulnerable character, but she deflects so much. I hope you enjoy!

Day One

You met her at a party. You were a little older than her, but you knew her type. She’s young, blonde and ready to have fun. She thinks she can do no wrong. She is the queen of the prom, but now that she isn’t in highschool, she’s trying to get everyone to love her.

It’s obvious to you that Laurie is promiscuous. What does surprise you is that she’s willing to talk to you. You are the quiet girl in the classroom and at the party, but you are chill and full of wisdom.

She’s upset over some asshole of a guy, and you light up a joint. You’re both sitting next to the record player, and you are listening to some loud rock record. Laurie only complains the whole time, but you try to give her good advice.

Day Two

It’s been weeks since you’ve seen her, but you think about her almost daily now. You are surprised that you are this affected by her. You try to suppress it, but it is difficult. You wonder when the next time you’ll see her.

It’s at another party, and this time she’s grinding up against some frat boy. Your blood boils, but outside you manage to stay calm. He’s not worth it, and neither is she. She’s the kind of girl you would have hated in school, so why are you now thinking of her?

You walk away, but your heart pounds in your chest. You wonder if it’s the right decision to leave her with this guy. You take one look back at her, but you just continue to walk away.

Day Seventeen

Laurie makes another excuse as your friendship develops. She’s come to see you as a sort of sister or shoulder to cry on, but she’s also someone who can never be honest with you. You know she’s just doing what she thinks is best for herself. You hold her dear in your heart but you really wish you could help more.

“This is why I’m going to his house tonight. I’m going to sleep with him for money,” Laurie states, but you just roll your eyes.

“You are going to get hurt. You think you don’t love him, but you know you have feelings for him. You’ve been trying to get his attention for weeks,”

Laurie just sighs as she continues to pack on the makeup on her face. You figure eventually she will learn, but you still worry for her.

Day Forty-Six

The days come and go as the summer heat brings upon pool party after pool party. As you realize that you will be seeing Laurie at all of these parties, you also start to wonder if she can ever get herself out of this vicious cycle.

The music is loud and thumping as everyone sits around the pool and lounges in the sun. You spot Laurie sitting on a patio chair. She seems to be upset, but she won’t let it completely show on her face.

You want to walk over to her and make sure she’s alright, but someone beats you to the punch. Some hunk of a frat boy walks over to her and gives her a drink. You keep an eye on both of them as you continue to sunbathe.

Day One Hundred and Eight

You’ve let Laurie crash on your couch more than once, but this time it was serious. Some guy had put something in her drink and you had to save her. She’s sleeping on the couch, clutching at the blankets.

You know you should probably send her home to her parents, but you don’t even know where to start. You know she lives here in Wisconsin, but where?

You wonder if there was anything you could do to help, but you aren’t sure. When Laurie finally wakes up, she knows what you’re going to say.

“I have to go back to my parents,” Laurie mutters softly as you give her some water.

“I’ll come with you this time,” You tell her, but she snaps at you.

“Who said you were invited?”

Day One Hundred and Ten

It became apparent to you where Laurie got some of her problems. Sitting at the dinner table with the Forman’s made you realize that while they were loving, they were not stable.

You can start to put the pieces together as they bicker and argue with one another. Laurie becomes even more endearing in your eyes as you realize that she’s just putting up walls and deflecting most of the time.

Upstairs in her room, you confront her about this. At first, she fights back.

“Leave my family out of this. Yeah, maybe my brother is a dork and my mom’s an alcoholic, but I can play my father like the fiddle.”

“Laurie, I just want you to know that I know you are a good person. You don’t need to let men take advantage of you,” You wrap your arm around her.

At first she stiffens, but then she melts into the embrace. It’s quiet and then she starts to sniffle softly as her heart breaks.

“You are the only one who has ever looked out for me,” she tells you. You nod your head.

“But your family does love you, Laurie.” You remind her.

“You can be free to have sex and use your body the way you want, but those guys will take advantage of you. You can do it the way you want, but you need to put yourself first.”

She looks into your eyes as she realizes some of the pain she’s kept inside of her. Then she stops crying and snaps again.

“I’m the one taking advantage of them. Besides, I know what I am doing.” There’s a smirk on her face, but you know she isn’t trying to be malicious.

She’s just Laurie, and she always will be.

#writing #reader requested #ricflairdrop20 #laurie forman #laurie forman x reader #angst #that 70's show

[livelovelaug-h]

Imagine getting super drunk at a party & kissing someone else- while dating Hyde

I would never but u know things happen. Here's the story.

: ) Hyde x reader

~~~

You woke up with a horrible headache, you couldn't even open your eyes. Were they glued shut??? Okay there we go. Woww the light that is not making it any easier. Where were you ?? On the floor? Laying on some guy? Oh wait it's probably steven. You looked and it was not Steven. Huh That's weird. What this isn't your house. Oh yeah the party from last night! You guys got shit-faced. Did you guys have se-.. No no no no you're with Steven so where is he? You got up and seen a few more people that must have just passed out lying on the floor. You past Donna and Eric. Right towards the door was Steven you were going to wake him when you remembered something that made your stomach turn. You kissing some random guy. But how!!?? You couldn't face him so you left quickly walking home.

Later that day

Closing Eric's basement door you were hoping that just Donna or Eric would be there but everyone was there.

Steven spoke up "hey y/n where were you this morning? Why'd you leave?"

"oh um.." everyone was watching you. "I just walked home because I - I wasn't sure when you guys would wake up and I didn't feel well."

"oh well are you feeling better now?" Steven asks.

"uh a little." you look at Jackie "I just wanted to ask Jackie a question.. about an outfit I should wear... Can you walk me out?" You ask her.

"sure!"

Hyde goes to kiss you but you flinch back.

"sorry I don't wanna uh throw up or anything I still have a hangover. Alright see ya." You left closing the door.

"that was weird." Hyde said.

"yeah it's almost like she didn't wanna kiss you." Kelso said laughing.

"yeah what did you do this time to piss her off?" Eric said laughing too.

"nothing."

"guys leave him alone, like she said she doesn't feel well don't read to much into it." Donna said.

"yeah man, it's cool." Hyde said sitting in his usual seat.

"yeah maybe.. or maybe she just doesn't like you anymore."

"FEZ!" They yell.

~~ outside with Jackie~~

"y/n pls don't throw up on my shoes they were expensive. And my pants. My whole outfit actually so be careful! Aim towards Eric's car."

"Jackie I'm not going to get sick. I need to talk to you. Do you remember that guy I was talking to last night? I think I kissed him."

"but you're with Hyde."

"I know!! I don't know what I was thinking. I was just super drunk."

"are you gonna tell him?"

"I have to I cant live with myself. I feel so dirty."

"maybe you don't have to. He already has trust issues he's not going to take this lightly. I mean Michael didn't tell me."

"...ikk." you got all sad.

~~~

You were sitting on your bed when you heard someone knock on the door lightly.

"hey I got you some soup to help you feel better. Ahah and look there's two carrots mushed together so they look like a butt."

You just smiled not the usual laugh you do so Hyde knew something was up.

"and some chocolate!"

"you really shouldn't have." You barely mumble out.

"of course I should. It's what good boyfriends do."

"well I'm not a good girlfriend."

"what????"

"Steven I kissed someone... Last night at the party."

".... Are you kidding?"

"no. I don't even know his name I was just very drunk it didn't mean anything."

"well obviously it did. "

"no, I'm so sorry, you know I didn't do it on purpose."

"I can't believe this!" He starts walking away.

"Steven wait-" you grab his hand.

"don't. Before I say something I won't mean. Or maybe I will. I don't know, kinda like your kiss."

"okay I deserved that. But can't we just talk about this?" He walks out the door and turns left heading down the hallway.

"i don't think I ever want to speak about this."

"but-" he was already gone.

You closed your door, slid down it and started sobbing, you didn't want to ever lose Hyde but now you fucked things up and might lose him.

~ the end !!! ~

Hope you guys liked this.

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[ricflairdrip20]

HCs I Requested - sorry these are too fun

Gaara, Kankuro, Kakashi, Naruto, Tobi with a deaf S/O

Gaara and Kankuro taking care of their S/O who has a hangover

Gaara, Kankuro, Naruto, Sasuke, Kakashi, Kiba, Itachi, Hashirama, Tobirama taking care of their S/O who has COVID-19

Shino and his S/O

Kakashi, Kiba, Asuma, Neji with an S/O who has a bad temper

Naruto x Gaara

Shikamaru x Gaara

Valentine’s Day Special

Gaara Relationship Headcannons

Matsuri, Yukata, Sari Friendship Headcannons

Baki Sensei Relationship Headcannons

Kankuro Relationship Headcannons

Sand Siblings as Grandparents

Genma in Bed nsfw

Baki Sensei with an S/O who is shy and introverted and stutters

Gaara Ted Talk

Hashirama Relationship Headcannons

Pakura Friendship Headcannons

Kazekage Rasa Daddy Kink nsfw

Yaoki and Korobi Friendship Headcannons

Baki Sensei and his S/O moving in together

Gaara and his S/O First Kiss

Training with Baki Sensei

Baki Sensei reading in bed while his S/O sleeps on his shoulder

Baki as a Strict HS Teacher AU

First Time with Kankuro nsfw

Kazekage Rasa nsfw

Inoichi Daddy Kink nsfw

Baki Revealing the Other Half of His Face

Sweet on You - Baki and his S/O

Baki x Kakashi

Rasa NSFW Alphabet nsfw

Gaara x Shikamaru

Training with Baki Sensei Headcannon

Kazekage Rasa Overstimulation Kink nsfw

Sun Too Bright - Baki and his S/O

Kakashi x Baki nsfw

Laurie Forman

Match Up - Baki Sensei

Baki Sensei Casual Bar Date

Kankuro Relationship Headcannons

Baki and his easily flustered S/O

Training with Kankuro

Kazekage Rasa with the vibrator nsfw

Baki Sensei and his shy S/O

Kankuro

Baki Sensei NSFW Alphabet nsfw

Baki Sensei with an adopted baby

Kankuro’s fingering game nsfw

Baki Sensei Prompt #115 nsfw

Reto kun nsfw

Telling Hashirama that reader likes Reto

Baki Angst

Kinktober - Chojuro Overstimulation Kink nsfw

Kinktober - Reto Overstimulation Kink nsfw

Baki x Hayate New Year Kiss

Baki x Hayate Accidental Kiss

Baki x Hayate nsfw

Gaara and Itachi with stripper S/O

“I’m going to ruin you” - Baki Sensei nsfw

Corruption Kink - Baki Sensei nsfw

Onsen with Nanao - nsfw

Don’t Say No to Me ft. Asuma nsfw

Survivor’s Guilt

Baki

Hotch’s S/O Nightmare

No More Pain - Gaara x Reader Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

First Time with David Wallace nsfw

Political Ruin - Baki x Reader

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[sometimes-i-write-4-you]

Hi! If you're still taking requests, could you write a steven hyde x reader where the group doesn't know the two of you have been dating for a while but Hyde starts giving y/n his t-shirts to wears because he loves what they look like and there's a small part of him that wants to be able to show y/n affection around everyone else. Eventually they catch on they're basically like okay makes sense but what the hell. Thanks! 😊

T-shirts - Steven Hyde x reader

trigger warnings: cursing probably, but i think that other than that it’s chill.

word count: 1476

I was sitting in Steven's room, waiting for him to return with the promised snacks. "Eric!" you heard Steven says, following by two different footsteps rushing to the basement. "shit" I thought and hurried to the couch. My hand reached to the back of the couch to help me jump over it, I grabbed the remote and turned on the TV. "Hi guys" I said as the two boys came into the room. "hi (y\n)" Steven said, his voice "aloof" as usual. "when did you come in?" Eric sighed. "just now, the door was unlocked" I shrugged. "Again? Steven, I told you to lock it at night" Eric said as he took a popsicle out of the freezer. "yeah. And now it's morning" Steven replied. "whatever man" Eric agreed, sitting down by my side. Steven took the free spot next to Eric and placed his hand on the back of the couch. I did the same, sneakily intertwining fingers with my boyfriend. Eric was focused on the TV and didn't notice. "Eric!" Donna called from upstairs, and I hurried to pull my hand back and lean my head on it, pretending that nothing happened. Well. Donna won't be as easy to trick. I'm pretty surprised she's yet to understand that Steven and I are dating.

"hi Donna" Eric smiled and looked up. She rested her hands on the couch and leaned over to kiss him. "you guys are so cliché" I sighed, moving closer to the couches' arm to give donna some space next to her boyfriend. "you'll get it when you're in love" Eric smiled, pulling his girlfriend into another kiss as she giggled. "that's it, I'm gonna go to The Hub" Steven said, getting up. He opened the basement's door. "you coming?" he asked me, and I nodded. "yup".

We made our way to the El Camino and started driving toward The Hub, except Steven missed the turn. "I thought we are going to The Hub" I said, confused. "neh, Kelso might be there, or Jackie, or Fez and I wanna have a normal date with my girlfriend" he replied, taking a turn. The thing is, our relationship was a secret. The thing is, I highly doubt Kelso would be a fan of his best friend sleeping with his cousin.

Later that day, we were back at the basement. "hey guys" Eric says, breaking the silence, "my parents are going away tomorrow and they won't be back by Sunday, so I thought we can all hang out, you can sleep over". "oh! My first American sleep over!" Fez said excitedly. "Fez, you slept over a million times" Steven said. "well, yes, but there weren't any girls!" Fez corrected him. I laughed. "hey fez, will you let me do your makeup?" Jackie asked, and to no one's surprise, Fez agreed.

Saturday came along, and I arrived at the Forman's first.The basement was empty, so I went to Steven's room. "hey babe" he smiled at me, pulling me into the room and shutting the door. His lips quickly met mine, a bit desperate. "never got to kiss you goodbye yesterday" he explained, making me blush. He hardly ever got emotional, so I cherished the moment. "so, you're sleeping here?" he asked, "because you can probably sneak into my room when everyone's asleep" he wrapped his hands around my waist. "yeah, sure, I just don't have pajamas here, wasn't planning to" I said. "you can borrow my shirt to sleep in" he offered. "really?" I smiled at him. "yeah, and feel free to keep it" he answered, pulling a Led Zeppelin shirt from his closet and handing it to me. "thank you" I smiled and got on my toes to give him a small peck his lips, but he wouldn't let me pull away. "Steven, we have to be careful" I laughed, sad to break the kiss. "you know, Kelso can know, I don't mind, if he'll try anything, I'll beat him and you know it" he sighed, even though he was the one to suggest keeping it a secret in the first place. "no, I don't want to hurt my cousins'' eye" I insisted, and he sighed. He knows I'm right. "we just have to wait for bedtime" I whispered, hugging him. "yeah…".

"k, I'll go change into something to sleep in" I said, "Hyde, I'm using your room". "okay" he said. The moment you entered Fez got up, planning to move the picture that hid the hole in the wall caused by Kelso's shenanigans. "no" Steven said, pulling Fez's collar down and slamming the guy back to the couch. "but she is getting undressed, Hyde" Fez said. "dude, that's gross, she's my cousin" Kelso said. "Kelso, you tried to peep on my cousin" Donna said. "well, she was your cousin, not mine" Kelso replied, his tone suggesting it's obvious. "what…?" Donna said but gave up. I re-entered the room, laughing at the conversation I over-heard. "isn't that Hyde's shirt?" Donna asked, looking at the way too oversized shirt that covered the shorts I borrowed from Laurie's empty room. "well-" I was about to make up something, but Hyde calmly admitted it is his and that I forgot to get something, so he allowed it. "you let her wear your shirt but I'm folding it once and you hit me?" Eric says, suspicious. "well, I won't hit a girl" Steven said. "can I borrow a shirt to sleep in, I forgot to bring one" Fez said, searching through his bag. "yeah, Laurie's room had a bunch of clothes, I'm sure you'll find something" Hyde said. "what?" Eric seemed confused, and his eyes met Donna's. I looked over at Hyde. Shit.

The week went by, and Steven developed a habit of giving me one of his shirts every day. A new weekend came by, and I went to the hub to see my friends. I was looking for a shirt to wear, but with no success. I really need to do my laundry. Without any other choice, I took a shirt out of the pile of band tees I now had thanks to my boyfriend. I was wearing Hyde's shirt, this time a Rolling Stones one. Donna looked at the shirt, and I knew she knows. "again? this is Hyde's shirt, what is going on?" she asked. The rest of the gang weren't there yet, so I sat down. "Donna, you cannot tell Kelso" I whispered. "I don't have to tell him. you are wearing Hyde's shirt, that as obvious as it gets" Donna whispered back. I looked at her. "well, he'll figure it out eventually" Donna said. "Donna, let's be realistic" I said. "fine, I won't tell him" she agreed.

Eric, Fez and Steven came in. "hey, (y\n), isn't that Hyde's shirt?" Eric said, "what. are you two like, a thing?". "you two will be a cute couple" Fez complimented, "you're nice and he's angry all the time". "shut up" Hyde said, punching Fez's shoulder. "see?" Fez said, and I laughed. "look, we are dating, but don't tell Kelso" Steven says. "what?" the group and I say in unison. "I get why they are surprised, but as my girlfriend you know that" Steven said, sitting down beside me. "I'm just surprised you told them" I explained, "but look, not a word to Kelso". "not a word to Kelso about what?" Kelso asked, sitting down at the open spot beside me. "that, uh…" I said, my brain empty.

"that (y\n) and Hyde are together" Fez said, and everyone looked at him, surprised. "I know that already" Kelso said, taking one of the fries on the desk. "what?" Steven and I say at the same time. "yeah, I saw you two last week at that restaurant not too far from the hub, and besides, I'm not stupid. Come on guys. Hyde letting someone wear his shirt?" Kelso explained. "and you're not mad?" I ask. "no, that's kinda cool. Hey, Steven, maybe one day we'll be family" Kelso laughs, and Steven's eyes widen in pure fear behind his glasses. "really?" Steven asked, "cool, so now I can do this in front of you". Steven's hand reached for my chin and pulled me closer, lips softly meet mine. "hey, get off my cousin!" Kelso calls, getting up to pull us apart. "no. none of this in front of me, move" he says, looking at me. "move!" he calls once again. hinting at the chair he sat in a moment ago. He seats down where I sat a moment ago. "that's gross, god" Kelso mumbles, taking more fries.

Steven placed his hand on the back of the chair. I did the same, sneakily intertwining fingers with my boyfriend. "they are holding hands behind you right now" Eric says. "what?!" Kelso says, a bit furious, but the rest of us are laughing.

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Self Care Books For a Tough Week

There are no new releases this week and I can kinda understand why. Imagine having to have a book launch the same week we chose a new president. Everyone is on pins and needles this week as we hope and pray for a good outcome and ending to this election cycle. Self-care is also important this week and many find reading an escape to help them cope. So, I asked my fellow contributors what they are reading this week for self care.

Audrey is reading The Silvered Serpents by Roshani Chokshi.

They are each other’s fiercest love, greatest danger, and only hope. Séverin and his team members might have successfully thwarted the Fallen House, but victory came at a terrible cost — one that still haunts all of them. Desperate to make amends, Séverin pursues a dangerous lead to find a long lost artifact rumored to grant its possessor the power of God. Their hunt lures them far from Paris, and into the icy heart of Russia where crystalline ice animals stalk forgotten mansions, broken goddesses carry deadly secrets, and a string of unsolved murders makes the crew question whether an ancient myth is a myth after all. As hidden secrets come to the light and the ghosts of the past catch up to them, the crew will discover new dimensions of themselves. But what they find out may lead them down paths they never imagined. A tale of love and betrayal as the crew risks their lives for one last job.

Crystal is reading Shine by Jessica Jung

A Korean American teen is thrust into the competitive, technicolor world of K-pop, from Jessica Jung, K-pop legend and former lead singer of Girls Generation. What would you give for a chance to live your dreams? For seventeen-year-old Korean American Rachel Kim, the answer is almost everything. Six years ago, she was recruited by DB Entertainment—one of Seoul’s largest K-pop labels, known for churning out some of the world’s most popular stars. The rules are simple: Train 24/7. Be perfect. Don’t date. Easy right? Not so much. As the dark scandals of an industry bent on controlling and commodifying beautiful girls begin to bubble up, Rachel wonders if she’s strong enough to be a winner, or if she’ll end up crushed… Especially when she begins to develop feelings for K-pop star and DB golden boy Jason Lee. It’s not just that he’s charming, sexy, and ridiculously talented. He’s also the first person who really understands how badly she wants her star to rise.

She is also reading How to Be Remy Cameron by Julian Winters

Everyone on campus knows Remy Cameron. He's the out-and-gay, super-likable guy that people admire for his confidence. The only person who may not know Remy that well is Remy himself. So when he is assigned to write an essay describing himself, he goes on a journey to reconcile the labels that people have attached to him, and get to know the real Remy Cameron.

Jessica is reading How It All Blew Up by Arvin Ahmadi

Simon vs. the Homo Sapiens Agenda goes to Italy in Arvin Ahmadi's newest incisive look at identity and what it means to find yourself by running away. Eighteen-year-old Amir Azadi always knew coming out to his Muslim family would be messy--he just didn't think it would end in an airport interrogation room. But when faced with a failed relationship, bullies, and blackmail, running away to Rome is his only option. Right? Soon, late nights with new friends and dates in the Sistine Chapel start to feel like second nature... until his old life comes knocking on his door. Now, Amir has to tell the whole truth and nothing but the truth to a U.S. Customs officer, or risk losing his hard-won freedom. At turns uplifting and devastating, How It All Blew Up is Arvin Ahmadi's most powerful novel yet, a celebration of how life's most painful moments can live alongside the riotous, life-changing joys of discovering who you are.

She is also reading The Magic Fish by Trung Le Nguyen

Tiến loves his family and his friends…but Tiến has a secret he's been keeping from them, and it might change everything. An amazing YA graphic novel that deals with the complexity of family and how stories can bring us together. Real life isn't a fairytale. But Tiến still enjoys reading his favorite stories with his parents from the books he borrows from the local library. It's hard enough trying to communicate with your parents as a kid, but for Tiến, he doesn't even have the right words because his parents are struggling with their English. Is there a Vietnamese word for what he's going through? Is there a way to tell them he's gay? A beautifully illustrated story by Trung Le Nguyen that follows a young boy as he tries to navigate life through fairytales, an instant classic that shows us how we are all connected. The Magic Fish tackles tough subjects in a way that accessible with readers of all ages, and teaches us that no matter what—we can all have our own happy endings.

And I'm reading Foreshadow: Stories to Celebrate the Magic of Reading and Writing YA by Emily X.R. Pan and Nova Ren Suma

Thirteen Short Stories from Bold New YA Voices & Writing Advice from YA Icons Created by New York Times bestselling authors Emily X. R. Pan and Nova Ren Suma, Foreshadow is so much more than a short story collection. A trove of unforgettable fiction makes up the beating heart of this book, and the accompanying essays offer an ode to young adult literature, as well as practical advice to writers. Featured in print for the first time, the thirteen stories anthologized here were originally released via the buzzed-about online platform Foreshadow. Ranging from contemporary romance to mind-bending fantasy, the Foreshadow stories showcase underrepresented voices and highlight the beauty and power of YA fiction. Each piece is selected and introduced by a YA luminary, among them Gayle Forman, Laurie Halse Anderson, Jason Reynolds, and Sabaa Tahir. What makes these memorable stories tick? What sparked them? How do authors build a world or refine a voice or weave in that deliciously creepy atmosphere to bring their writing to the next level? Addressing these questions and many more are essays and discussions on craft and process by Nova Ren Suma and Emily X. R. Pan. This unique compilation reveals and celebrates the magic of reading and writing for young adults.

What are you reading to get you through this week? Share in the comments or on our Twitter and Instagram accounts. 

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FORESHADOW

STORIES TO CELEBRATE THE MAGIC OF READING & WRITING YA

edited by Emily X.R. Pan and Nova Ren Suma

(Algonquin Young Readers, 10/20/20)

9781643750798

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Thirteen Short Stories from Bold New YA Voices & Writing Advice from YA Icons Created by New York Times bestselling authors Emily X. R. Pan and Nova Ren Suma, Foreshadow is so much more than a short story collection. A trove of unforgettable fiction makes up the beating heart of this book, and the accompanying essays offer an ode to young adult literature, as well as practical advice to writers. Featured in print for the first time, the thirteen stories anthologized here were originally released via the buzzed-about online platform Foreshadow. Ranging from contemporary romance to mind-bending fantasy, the Foreshadow stories showcase underrepresented voices and highlight the beauty and power of YA fiction. Each piece is selected and introduced by a YA luminary, among them Gayle Forman, Laurie Halse Anderson, Jason Reynolds, and Sabaa Tahir. What makes these memorable stories tick? What sparked them? How do authors build a world or refine a voice or weave in that deliciously creepy atmosphere to bring their writing to the next level? Addressing these questions and many more are essays and discussions on craft and process by Nova Ren Suma and Emily X. R. Pan. This unique compilation reveals and celebrates the magic of reading and writing for young adults.

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I was wondering if I could request Hyde x reader with the reader sneaking into his room in the basement in the middle of the night because she has trouble sleeping without him and Kitty catches her in there but decides to let her be because she realizes how safe her daughter feels with him?

Hell yeah!! This wasn't as good as the others and I am so, so sorry. It's late here and I'm super sleepy but I wanted this done. I'll rewrite it if you don't like it!

Caught

Thunder roared in the pitch-black sky over Point Place. The midnight summer downpour was usually enough to help Y/n relax and fall asleep, but on this particular night, her mind couldn't stop racing. Anxiety flowed through her veins with the knowledge of being a freshly graduated high school student with no paved path for her next move. Her big brother, Eric, had gone off to Africa so he could get his credentials to be a teacher, her oldest sister Laurie was...well, wherever the hell she was, but regardless, living her life. While she, Y/n Forman, stayed at home with everyone else who she all continued to hang out with.

Donna had left for Madison shortly after Eric, Kelso was in Chicago, and Fez and Jackie were in Jaimica. The only one left was Steven Hyde, who stayed behind to run his record store that he so happily ran.

She would be lying to herself if she said they hadn't gotten closer these last recent months. While they knew each other well within the group, they never got the chance to hang out alone. With everyone gone, it left them just the two of them. She came to learn just how gentle and soft he really was. He showed her a side to him that not everyone had the privilege to see. And oh, how she loved it.

Another thing that wouldn't stop running through her mind was her confusion of her feelings towards him. Was she looking at him differently now that they had grown closer? Or was their friendship simply tighter? She had always thought of him as handsome, but never looked at him that way until recently. Was she only looking at him this way because everyone had left?

But she noticed he'd been looking differently at her too. She'd catch him looking at her a bit longer than usual, his hand lingered on her shoulder or her back longer than a friendly touch, and sometimes when they would watch TV together, their thighs would touch causing her heart flutter and race.

And the worst of them all, she kept having dreams about him. Some innocent and sweet, some romantic, and others not so sweet and innocent. She found herself daydreaming of him constantly, always wondering what his lips would feel and taste like against hers. What it would feel like to be in his embrace. To be let in to his most delicate and vulnerable side.

Then she'd kick herself for feeling this way. She could never allow herself to feel for someone like Steven Hyde. And he sure as hell would never have feelings for her. Given their history, it would be taboo at its best.

A clap of thunder pulled her out of her thoughts as the lightening lit up her dark room. She felt so lonely now in that house knowing her brother wasn't next door. Or that her best friend wasn't in the house next to hers. In fact, the Pinciotti's weren't even in the same house at all. Bob moved to Florida and for now the house laid empty for the next buyer. She missed those two so much, it would make her heart clench and tears fall.

She wished she knew what she wanted to do with her life like Donna and Eric did. She was afraid that she wasn't going to be able to impress her parents like Eric did when he left. As much as Kitty cried and expressed how much she missed him, she saw the sparkle in both her parents' eyes of pride. Then she saw how that sparkle would die when spoken about Laurie. And she was terrified of that happening.

She wasn't even sure what she liked. She liked mechanics and helping her dad run his shop, but she wasn't sure if she wanted to get into that field. She liked science a lot, but wasn't sure if she could make it. English was her worst subject in school, so anything to do with that was out of the question. She didn't have the patience to be a teacher. She did like music, but knew she wouldn't get the support or approval from her parents. Animals were her other passion, but she wasn't sure if she wanted to go to school for so long or have the heart to put them down if needed.

Another clap of thunder shook the outside, startling her.

"That's it," she mumbled and threw the covers off of her. She tiptoed passed her parents' room and down the hall. She managed to make it to the kitchen without a peep...until she tripped in the dark and slammed her hand against the wall to catch her fall.

She stood still, holding her breath waiting for any movement. After a moment, she released her breath and continued on down the stairs to the basement.

When she reached the bottom of the stairs, she quietly padded her way to Hyde's room. Pushing the door open slightly, she saw his peaceful, sleeping form. He was faced away from the door on his side.

"Hyde," she whispered. When he didn't even stir, she tried again. "Hyde."

His soft snores answered her. She huffed and shuffled closer to him and tried again.

"Hydeee."

A sharp snort filled the air as he jerked his back to look at her. "Y/n? What are you doing? What time is it?"

"It's almost one...can I sleep here tonight?"

"Can you...what?" he asked, blinking away the sleepiness and turned around to face her.

"I-I know it's a weird request, but I can't sleep and I, um, feel a little lonely...but this is weird and I'm so sorry to wake you. I'll just, uh, I'll just go--"

As she turned to run out, Hyde stopped her. "Wait, no, Y/n come back here. It's fine."

She turned back to face him. "Really? I'm not bothering you?"

"You can never bother me," he responded sleepily and scooted over. He opened the blanket for her. "Come here."

She nodded and climbed into the cot with him. It was surprisingly warm.

He covered them both up and laid on his back with his arm above his head. He closed his eyes but didn't fall back asleep.

She laid there on her back, feeling awkward, wide awake, and her heart pounding hard.

"Thank you," she whispered.

He hummed. "Any time."

She rolled to her side away from him, guilt settling in. She should've stayed in her bed instead of waking him up.

"Can't sleep?"

She sighed. "Not really."

"Got a lot on your mind?"

"Something like that."

"Well, try to get some sleep. You have to get up in a few hours so you can go back to your room without Red seeing you."

She chuckled. "Yeah, we don't want that."

A few moments of silence past before she heard his deep breathing. She closed her eyes and could feel her mind slowing down when she felt an arm slither its way around her waist. He pulled her close and she swore her heart stopped beating. She cautiously rested her hand on top of his where his fingers intertwined with hers. A small smile spread across her face, feeling the comfort that she had been craving.

"What the hell is going on here?!" a familiar, shrill voice broke through the air.

The light had been switched on so fast, it gave them whiplash.

"Mom!" Y/n cried out, covering her eyes. "It's nothing!"

"Really? It doesn't look like nothing!" she responded.

"What are you doing down here anyway?"

"Don't try to change the subject, missy," Kitty said. "I heard a crash down here and I thought I'd check it out. Now, you answer my question. What's going on?"

"Nothing," Y/n responded. "I just couldn't sleep and just...didn't want to feel alone."

"Steven, is this true?" Kitty asked.

"Uh, yeah, sure," he replied, still tired, rubbing his eyes. "She came in here and said what she just said."

Kitty turned back to Y/n. "Set an alarm."

"What?" Y/n and Steven asked together.

"Set your alarm," she repeated. "You're going to want to be back in your room before your father gets up. Because if he finds out about this, I won't be able to remove his feet up your asses without medical instruments."

"Oh...thanks, Mom...?" Y/n asked confused.

"Don't thank me yet," she responded. "It's one in the morning and I'm too tired to continue this conversation. No funny business, alright?"

"Yeah, you got it," Hyde said absentmindedly and plopped himself back down.

Kitty looked at them for a moment before turning the light back off and left.

After a beat of silence, Y/n turned back to Hyde. "That was weird right?"

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The Things You Give Part 15

Happy New Year, you beautiful people! I figured I’d publish part 15 early for you guys! I hope you enjoy it and let me know what you think :)

Steven Hyde x Reader

“You’re…what?” Donna whispers, feeling her heart sink to her feet.

Y/n nodded and took a shaky breath. “Yeah.”

Donna snapped out of her deer-caught-in-the-headlights look and grabbed her arm. “Downstairs. Now.”

Donna yanked y/n down to the basement without being caught by the boys and shut the door, peeking outside to make sure no one followed them. Y/n went by the stairs to see if Red and Kitty were in sight and when she saw that they weren’t, she shut the basement door and met Donna back downstairs.

“You’re pregnant?” Donna asked. “Are you sure?”

“Yes, I’m sure,” Y/n replied, panicking. “That’s why I passed out. That’s what the doctor told me after my blood and pee tests.”

“How far along are you?”

“About three weeks.”

“Does anybody else know?”

“No. Just you.”

Donna shook her head and pinched the bridge of her nose. “How could you guys be so stupid?!”

Donna’s sudden outburst caused y/n to slightly jump. Tears filled her eyes and she couldn’t contain them anymore.

Donna ignored her tears as she continued. “You’re only eighteen! Barley that! What are you going to do to provide for it? Are you even going to keep it? You and Hyde are dead. Literally dead. Red is going to drive his foot so far up your asses that they’ll have to surgically remove them!”

“I know!” Y/n cried out, tears streaming down her face. “Damn it, I know. You think I haven’t thought of that? You think I haven’t thought about what my family is going to say or what Steven will? Or about our living situation once Red finds out? What kind of mother I’ll be? What kind of father he’ll be if he decides to stick around? What kind of job I’m going to have to do to provide for it? Am I going to have to do this alone? Who is going to leave? I can’t do this alone, Donna. I can’t. I just can’t!” At this point, tears were racing down her face and she started to hiccup with every breath she took. She felt herself losing control and she already started feeling embarrassed for losing it in front of Donna, but if anything, at least it was in front of her best friend—the person she trusted the most. Besides Eric and Hyde.

Donna’s face soften upon seeing y/n’s meltdown and guided her to sit down on the couch. She wrapped her arms around her and pulled her in for a tight hug all while shushing her softly. “I’m sorry. It’ll be okay. It’s going to be okay.”

“How do you know that?” Y/n croaked and pulled away.

“Because it always is,” Donna answered honestly. “But know that you’re not going to do this alone. Even if everyone else bails on you, you’ll still have me.”

Y/n’s heart swelled as more tears fell down her face. “Thank you, Donna.” She wrapped her arms back around Donna’s neck. “I’m sorry.”

Donna frowned. “For what?”

Y/n pulled away once more. “For putting this on you. I’m so sorry. I just needed to tell someone.”

“Hey, you don’t have to be sorry,” she soothed her. “I’m glad you told me. Means you trust me.”

Y/n chuckled softly. “That I do. Very much.”

“You know the first thing you got to do, right?”

“Bury myself in a hole?”

Donna couldn’t help but smile. “No. You need to tell Hyde.”

Y/n scoffed, tears filling her eyes again. “I’m scared,” she whispered. “What if he walks away?

“Trust me, the way that man looks at you, I don’t think that’ll be a problem.”

“Really?” she asked.

“Didn’t you tell me that he was the one that told you if he had to settle down with someone, it’d be you?”

Y/n smiled and wiped her nose with her sleeve. “Yeah, I did.”

“So, why is this a problem now?”

“Good point,” Y/n sighed and set her hands in lap, hunched over. “I just…didn’t except any of this to happen. Now I really have to tell my parents. I was hoping that we would be able to tell them later in our life. You know, when we moved out, got married, and had kids.”

“Well, to be fair, you do have 1 out of the 3,” Donna joked, laughing.

“Ha ha, very funny.”

“I am, actually. Thank you.”

Y/n laughed and wiped at her face. “I should probably tell him now, huh?”

“Well, don’t do it in front of everyone. Especially in front of Eric. Pull him aside and tell him.”

“Actually, I think I feel like giving my brother a heart attack today,” Y/n joked and stood. She shakily smoothed down her shirt and made her towards the door. “Here goes nothing.”

Donna followed her outside to see Hyde do a slam dunk.

“Hyde and Eric three, Fez and Kelso uno,” Hyde counted, smiling from ear to ear.

“Hey, Steven, can I talk to you for a minute?” Y/n called for him.

“Yeah,” he answered and handed Fez the ball. He walked over to y/n who pulled him off towards closer to the door. “What’s up, doll? And may I add, you look incredibly sexy today?” He grabbed her face and pulled her in for a sweet kiss.

She hummed against his lips and pulled away. “I’m just wearing a t-shirt and jeans.”

He smiled down at her. “My favorite kind of look.”

She chuckled and wrapped her arms around his torso. “You know I love you, right?”

He reciprocated the hug and kissed her head. “Of course and I love you too…what’s going on?”

“Um…” she paused and pulled away. “This…isn’t easy for me to say.”

“What?” he asked, knitting his eyebrows together. “You’re starting to scare me.”

“Look, I don’t know how to tell you this, but, um…Steven, I’m—”

“Hey there little sister,” a familiar and sultry voice came from behind Steven.

Y/n looked behind him and her eyes widened in confusion. “Laurie?”

“The one and only,” she announced.

“What’re you doing here?” she asked her older sister and pushed passed Steven. “Did you flunk out of college again? Did your boyfriend’s wife come home? Or did you just simply get run out town by the townsfolk for being a witch?”

“Oh, you’re clever,” Laurie responded, squinting at her little sister. “For your information, I’m home because I got laid off from my job and need a place to stay.”

“You got fired from the strip club?” Eric chimed in, earning a laugh from y/n. “Did they finally find out that you’re not a woman and that you’re in fact, a goblin?”

“Shut up, Eric,” Laurie snapped. She turned her head to see Kitty and Red coming out the side door. “Mommy! Daddy!”

“Laurie!” Kitty called out excitedly. “What’re you doing here?”

“I just wanted to come see you!” she replied and wrapped her arms around her mother. “Hi, Daddy!”

 “The phone’s broken in Canada?” Red asked, his tone unwavering.

  “No, it’s not that, it’s just it cost more to make a long distance call,” Laurie replied nervously.

  “Does it cost more to write letters also?” Red questioned. “What are you really here for?”

  “I realized that living in Canada wasn’t worth being away from family,” she lied.

 Red smiled, believing it. “Aw, come here. I can’t stay mad at you, Kitten.” He opened his arms out for her and Laurie jumped into them. “How long are you staying for?”

 “Until I can find a job here and get my own place!” she cheered. Eric and y/n looked at their older sister with the same expression they always wear when she’s around: annoyance.

“So, in other words, never,” Y/n chimed in, rolling her eyes.

“Shut up!” Laurie hollered and then smiled back at her parents. “Is my room still available?”

“Of course, it is!” Red boasted.

 “Thank you, Daddy!”

 As Laurie carried her suitcase inside the house, Kelso clicked his tongue in disappointment. “Man, I was going to use her room as Betsy’s room!”

“Why?” Y/n asked, making a face at him. If she were being honest she was just as disappointed as Kelso because she was thinking of using Laurie’s room for her baby too. “What’s wrong with your house?”

“It’s not safe,” he whispers terrified as if he were talking about a monster. “If my brothers won’t step on her, one of the dogs will.”

“Your brothers are home?” Y/n asked.

“You have dogs?” Eric asked.

“Yeah, Casey moved back in and John, the one older than me, but younger than Casey is visiting from the army.”

“Why don’t you move in with Brooke?” Y/n suggested.

“She won’t let me,” Kelso responded glumly.

“Why?” she asked.

“Because she doesn’t think that it would be wise for us to live together,” Kelso answered, pouting. “She says she’s not ready and we should take things slow. Whatever that means.”

“You know that makes sense,” Hyde responds, making y/n raise her eyebrows.

“You really think so?” she asked him. 

“Yeah, because after I have a baby with a woman, I like to slow things down,” he said, sarcasm laced in his tone.

The group snickered.

“Hyde’s right,” Fez said. “You already had a baby with a woman. What more could happen?”

“True,” Kelso responded and tossed the ball, it landing in the hoop. “I don’t know. I really want to see my daughter more often. I really do love her, you know?”

“Think of it as a blessing, man,” Hyde said and slapped a hand on his shoulder. “Yes, you love your kid, but think of it this way: you don’t have to get up in the middle night to change her every night. You don’t have to feed her around the clock, don’t have to change as many diapers as she does, and the best part? More time for chicks.”

“So, Steven, out of curiosity, how do you feel about having kids?” Y/n asked, nervous for his answer.

“Right now?”

Y/n nodded. “Just curious.”

“I don’t know,” he answered, shrugging. “I’m not ready to have to surround my life with sleepless nights and diapers and spit up and rags. Can you see me wearing a spit up rag on my shoulder? Nah, don’t think so.”

Y/n’s heart sank a bit. Now she knows. “I think you would look hot with a spit up bib on your shoulder and holding a baby on the other.” She wiggled her eyebrows at him.

“Oh no, don’t you get any ideas!” Hyde backed away from her. “We’re not having kids anytime soon!”

                               Heh. Too late.

“Yeah, don’t even think about it, y/n,” Eric said in a threatening tone. “You know what would happen.”

 Y/n chuckled nervously. “Sadly, I do.”

“So, what is it that you wanted to tell me?” Hyde asked, directing her back to the conversation. “You sounded pretty serious.”

“Oh, it’s nothing,” she responded waving her hand. “It’s not important.”

“You sure? ‘Cause it sounded pretty important.”

Y/n eyed the group who was secretly listening and lowered her voice. “I’ll tell you about it later. When we’re alone.”

Hyde nodded. “Okay.”

“Hey guys, what’s up?” Jackie asked as she stepped into the driveway.

“Nothing much, just hanging out,” Donna responded. “What’re you up to?”

“Well, I just wanted to say that I’m over the whole godparent thing and I’m okay now.”

“Oh, thank God. We were getting really worried about you,” Eric dramatically said.

“Awe, thanks Eric. That’s really nice.”

Eric rolled his eyes, shaking his head. “She’s not good at detecting sarcasm.”

“Oh, no I am. I just don’t care,” she chirped and made her way over to y/n. “You girls wanna go shopping? There’s a Monday Madness sale going on right now and I could really hear someone telling just how cute I am.”

Hyde rolled his eyes and walked away from the conversation, resuming the basketball game.

“Sure, that sounds nice,” Y/n responded. “Let me go get my purse.”

As she went inside, Jackie walked over to Donna. “Is she okay?”

 “Yeah,” Donna responded as nonchalantly as she could. “Why wouldn’t she be?”

“Because normally she just rolls her eyes and groans before tagging along. This time she agreed without doing any of that.”

Donna could feel beads of sweat coating her forehead as she started to think of a lie. “Yeah, she’s still…not feeling 100% better,” she stuttered. Jackie studied her face, but didn’t say anything. “And…she thinks…getting out of the house will make her feel better.”

Jackie squinted and crossed her arms. “I don’t believe you, but okay!”

Y/n emerged from the double side doors with her purse strapped across her body. “You ready?”

“Of course,” Jackie responded almost seductively and tossed her hair to the side. “Let’s go, bitches.”

 Donna and y/n laughed as they followed their friend down the driveway towards her car.

“See you guys later,” Donna said to the group.

Y/n  jogged up to Steven and placed a kiss on his cheek. “See you in about eight hours.”

Hyde laughed at her joke. “Good luck.”

“Thanks, I’m going to need it.”

“Y/n! The clothes aren’t going to buy themselves. Hurry!” Jackie called from her car.

Y/n subtly rolled her eyes. “Talk to you guys later.” She walked down the sidewalk and into Jackie’s car.

“Ew,” Eric cried out dramatically. “Can you not get all mushy with my sister in front of me?”

“Nah, it’s funny,” Hyde smiled and passed the ball to Eric. “Come on, your ball.”

                               --Time Skip—

“Hey, y/n what about this one?” Jackie asked, holding up a floral, flowy shirt.

“Like I’ve said about the last thousand outfits: it’s cute,” she responded. “You always pick out cute outfits.”

“I know,” Jackie smiled and put the shirt back. “I just like hearing confirmation.”

“Oh dear Lord,” Y/n chuckled.

“What are you looking at?” Jackie asked.

“Well, this sweater looks cute,” Y/n responded and held up a maroon shirt with colorful zigzags going across the chest.”

“Yeah, that’s actually not too bad,” Jackie responded. “You should try it on.”

“I think I will,” she smiled and walked over to wear Donna was. “I’m thinking of telling Jackie.”

“Y/n, you realize if you do, she’s going to tell someone,” Donna warned, lowering her voice.

“I know, but we can tell her not to like last time,” she defended and looked over her shoulder to make sure Jackie wasn’t listening. “Besides, she’s our best friend. Don’t you think she has the right to know?”

Donna followed Y/n’s gaze and looked back at her. “I mean, I guess. Are you sure you want to tell someone else? You just told me today and you’ve known about your pregnancy for how long?”

“A week,” she responded sheepishly. “But I want to get this over with and done. I don’t want to keeping worrying about this much longer. I think it’ll be better if I tell everyone faster. That way, it’s done and over with.”

“Okay,” Donna responded slowly. “It’s your choice.”

Y/n gave her a weak smile. “I’m going to do it.”

“Okay, good luck.”

Y/n snorted and turned to Jackie just as she was approaching them. “Hey, have you tried on the sweater yet?”

“Not yet,” Y/n answered. “I was waiting for you.”

“Awe, okay!” Jackie squealed and grabbed her hand, leading her to the fitting rooms. “Oh, I also got you and Donna a couple of things to try on too.” She handed them a couple of floral and tie tied flowy shirts and some bell bottoms. “I think these would look good on you.”

Donna and y/n stared at Jackie as if she had just grown a second head.

“What?” the brunette asked.

“You’re thinking of other human beings,” Donna responded. “What’s gotten into you?”

Jackie thought it over. “You’re right. I must be growing up!” She beamed at the two girls.

“Welcome to maturity!” Y/n sarcastically and proudly proclaimed.

“Don’t expect this too often,” Jackie said seriously. “I can’t be looking after myself and others. How cruel.” She shivered at the thought.

“Aaand she’s back,” Y/n sang-song. “One minuscule step at a time.”

“Let’s go try these on!” Jackie said excitedly, ignoring her comment.

The girls made their way over to the dressing room where they each got into their own, side by side.

As y/n tried on the outfit, and she knew she looked good in it, she knew it wouldn’t last long. She stared at herself in the mirror and envisioned herself with a round belly, swollen ankles and hands. She touched her stomach and sighed. “Hey, uh, Jackie?”

“Yeah?” she called out from beside her.

“I have to tell you something.”

“What?” she asked and peeked her head over the partition. “The outfit doesn’t fit right? I thought I got your size.”

“No, no. That’s not it,” Y/n chuckled. “What I’m about to tell you, you can’t tell anyone. Got it?”

Jackie gasped and got down and before y/n knew it, she was swinging open her fitting room door. “Oh my God, you’re pregnant aren’t you?!”

Y/n’s eyes widened. “How did you—?”

Jackie’s hand flew up to her mouth. “It’s true?! Oh my God, are you serious?! I knew something was up! Nobody stays that sick for that long!”

“Jackie, keep your voice down! I don’t need the whole mall hearing about this,” Y/n warned, looking out the dressing room. “Please, please don’t tell anyone yet, okay? I want to be the one to tell them.”

Jackie stood there, frozen in place. “I can’t believe it…you’re having the town’s burnout baby! Awee…a baby Hyde!”

“You know, it’s not exactly a compliment when you call him that,” Y/n said  and shut the door on her. “It’s quite insulting actually.”

“I’m sorry, but…you’re having his baby!” she replied in shock. “Donna, did you know?”

Donna walked out the fitting room to look at herself in the bigger mirror. “Yeah, she told me right before you came over.”

“And you decided to tell me instead of having me overhear this time,” Jackie said, touched. “It’s so much better finding out this way.”

“Yeah, and you’re sworn to secrecy. So, don’t open your fat mouth to anyone until they know,” Y/n said.

“I don’t have a fat mouth!” Jackie defended. “It’s small and perfect, just like the rest of me.”

“Whatever, Jackie. Promise me, you won’t tell anyone,” Y/n said, enunciating each word. “Please.”

“Okay, okay, I promise,” Jackie said and stepped out wearing her normal clothes again.

“And I swear if you tell—” Y/n began but was cut off.

“Yeah, yeah or else you’ll ruin my favorite sweater,” Jackie deadpanned, rolling her eyes.

“Damn right I will,” Y/n responded, not even trying to hide her smirk. “I got you well trained.”

“Care to teach me?” Donna asked and walked out the dressing room, holding the shop’s clothes in her arms.

“Shut up! I’m not a dog,” Jackie raised her voice, feeling offended.

“You’re cute like one,” Y/n retaliated and laughed at Jackie’s grimace.

“You don’t backhand compliment me, I backhand compliment you!” Jackie said.

“Ah, but you see, we’ve been friends long enough to do the same,” Donna said and laughed with y/n.

“I hate you both,” Jackie pouted.

“No, you don’t,” Y/n giggled and made their way to the cash register.

“You really going to buy that?” Jackie asked her.

“Yeah, why wouldn’t I?”

“Well, it’s just…you’re going to get fat and not be able to fit in those in about a month or so,” Jackie said harshly.

“Gee, thanks, Jack,” Y/n deadpanned and put the clothes on a random rack. “Makes me feel better about being pregnant.”

“No, I didn’t mean it that way,” Jackie defended, eyes wide.

“Than what did you mean?” Donna asked, coming to y/n’s defense.

“I just meant that you’re going to get bigger and soon those clothes won’t be able to fit,” Jackie responded with her reworded statement.

“But I can still enjoy the outfit while I can,” Y/n said and crossed her arms.

“And after you give birth,” Donna chimed in.

Jackie shrugged. “I mean, I guess. I just figured I’d help you out.”

“How? By insulting me?”

“No, of course not! I just don’t want you to waste your money and then not be able to enjoy it.”

“Okay,” Y/n said and placed her hands on Jackie’s shoulders. “Where’s Jackie?!”

Jackie snorted and pushed y/n’s hands off her shoulders as if she was swatting a bug. “Okay, that’s enough. Let me taking you shopping elsewhere, yeah? I can help you find some really cute maternity clothes that you’ll be to fit now and maybe even grow into as you get bigger. What d’ya say?”

“That…actually sounds nice,” Y/n asked, thrown off. “Thank…you?”

“Don’t act so surprised. I’m a lovely person,” Jackie said and shrugged. “But, you’re welcome. Now, come on Donna, let’s go pay for our stuff.”

                               --Time Skip—

 Y/n had tried on about twenty different maternity outfits that Jackie had picked out and none of them seemed to fit just right.

“Jackie, this isn’t working,” she whined. “I’d rather just continue to wear what I normally do and worry about fitting into my clothes later.”

“Okay, but that time is going to sneak up on you and soon you’ll have to wear sweats as normal clothes,” Jackie said, tsking.

“Okay? That’s not so bad,” Donna shrugged. “In fact, it sounds quite comfy.”

Jackie gasped. “Blasphemous! You insult the style gods!”

Donna laughed and shoved Jackie. “Shut up.”

“Don’t shove me you lumber jack!” Jackie shouted.

“Shut up, you two!” Y/n whispered-yelled. “Not here.”

She changed back into her normal clothes and left the clothes on the rack besides the dressing room. “Let’s just go home. I’m wiped.”

“But we’ve only been here for four and a half hours,” Jackie whined.

“Until you’re growing a human inside of you, I don’t want to hear it,” Y/n said. “Please, take me home. I’m getting hungry.”

“Want to buy a burger from the food court?” Donna asked.

“Ugh, you and food,” Jackie groaned.

“I’m pregnant, you dillhole,” Y/n defended.

“No, not you,” Jackie bit at her words. “Donna.”

The girls rolled their eyes as they headed to the food court.

                                --Time Skip—

  Later that night, the gang was hanging out in the basement doing circle time. Y/n sat back nervously, hoping the second hand smoke wouldn’t affect her baby.

Hyde passed her the joint, but she refused and handed it off to Eric.

“Now you’re not wanting to join in?” Hyde asked her. “Are you feeling that sick? Normally this stuff helps.”

“Not this time,” Y/n said. “I don’t feel like it anyway.”

Eric stopped mid-inhale and touched his hand to her forehead. “You’re delusional!”

Y/n swatted at his hand. “I’m just not in the mood. I’m still not feeling 100% better. In fact, the smell is making me nauseas.” She brought a hand to her stomach as she felt her stomach lurch once more. “I’m going to go upstairs.”

Once she left the basement, Hyde turned to the group. “Man, I don’t know what her problem is. She’s been acting funny lately. And earlier, she said she needed to tell me something important, but was interrupted by Laurie.”

Donna and Jackie stole a glance at each other before Donna stepped in. “Well, she’s upstairs now. Why don’t you go talk to her?”

“You know what? I will,” Hyde said and went upstairs to find y/n sitting at the kitchen table, sipping on a soda water. “Hey.”

“Hey,” she responded, giving him a wide-eyed look. “What’s up?”

“What’s up?’” Hyde asked. “What’s up with you? You’ve been acting weird lately and I wanna know why. Did I do something?”

  Technically, yes you did. But so did I.

Y/n scratched her head. It was now or never. “Um, yeah, actually. Sit down.”

Hyde grew confused and sat down at the table. What did he do? He tried to think of anything that he may have done to piss her off, but he couldn’t think of anything big enough to make her act this way. Was she breaking up with him? Is that why she’s been acting weird?

“I was going to tell you earlier, but we got interrupted,” she started and grabbed his hands. “You know how much I love you, right?”

“Yeah?” he asked growing suspicious. “And I love you.”

Y/n smiled and rubbed his hands lovingly. “Just remember that feeling.”

“Okay, y/n, what’s going on? Seriously. What did I do?”

“Well, it’s something we both did,” Y/n said. “It’s a pretty big one. A doozy.” She laughed nervously, but it died quickly watching Steven’s expression not change.

“Okay,” she cleared her throat and tightened her grip on his hands. “Listen, um, this isn’t easy to tell you. So, I think I’m just going to tell you.”

“Y/n, stop stalling. What the hell is wrong?” Hyde asked, growing impatient.

“Just one more thing. You promise you’ll still love me after?”

Steven withdrew his hands and stood, looking offended. “You cheated, didn’t you?”

“What? God, no!” she said, completely taken aback by his accusation. “Why would I cheat on you? Trust me, one man is enough for me.”

“Than what. Is. It?” Hyde asked growing impatient. “What is so big that you can’t tell me?”

Y/n couldn’t help but laugh at his question.

“What’s so funny?” Hyde was starting to get pissed now. “Is it really this funny to you?”

“No, no,” she responded, containing her giggles. “It’s just, the irony in your question.”

“Just spit it out, will you?!”

“Okay, okay. But promise you’ll still love me after?” she asked.

“Yes, yes I promise,” he said and grabbed her hands. “But please tell me what’s going on.”

Y/n closed her eyes and took a deep breath. “Okay. Steven, I’m p—”

“Hey losers,” Laurie barged in the kitchen, heading towards the fridge.

Y/n sighed, feeling frustrated. “Damn it.”

“What are you guys—what the hell is this?” Laurie demanded, seeing their entwined hands.

Y/n quickly retracted her hands and turned to Laurie. “Nothing, we’re…rehearsing for a play.”

“Yes!” Hyde added in. “Romeo and Juliet, to be in fact.”

“You two…in a play? Well, that doesn’t sound suspicious at all,” Laurie said and grabbed a bottled juice out of the fridge. “Luckily for you, I don’t care. I’m going out, don’t wait up for me.”

“Didn’t plan on it,” Y/n retorted as her sister made a face at her. “Have fun whoring around.”

“You know I will!” Laurie called out and stuck her hand in the air, waving.

“Okay, now what were you saying?” Steven asked.

“Hyde! Y/n!” Kelso called from the basement, running up the stairs.

“Son of a bitch!” Hyde yelled out frustratingly. “What, Kelso?” He bit back at him.

“Geez, what’s got your panties in a twist?” he asked the curly haired man.

“What is it, Kelso? We’re in the middle of something,” Y/n asked, sighing and leaned her arm against the counter, trying not to lose her cool too.

“Just found out that Pam Macy is having a wicked house party. If we leave now, we can still make it!”

“Yeah, okay, fine. I’ll go. Just go away,” Hyde said.

“Actually, I’m getting tired. I think I’ll talk to you tomorrow,” Y/n stated. “Have fun and I’ll see you later.”

“Are you sure?” Hyde asked. “It sounds very serious.”

“It’s okay,” she responded and kissed him. “We have tomorrow.”

“Okay,” he said slowly and grabbed his keys off the counter. “I won’t be out too late.”

“Have fun,” she said and he kissed her one more time.

“Aweeee,” Kelso mocked and made a heart with his hands. “You guys are just too cute.”

 Hyde punched Kelso in the shoulder and went downstairs to grab his jacket.

“Will you quit doing that?!” Kelso asked as he disappeared into the basement with Hyde.

Y/N rubbed her eyes and yawned, making her way upstairs. She’ll just talk to him about it tomorrow.

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Hiii! Can you do one Hyde and y/n are secretly together bc she’s Forman’s sister but Kelso is always flirting with y/n and it upsets Hyde so maybe Kelso and Hyde get into it and they admit they are together?

Yes, baby doll! Thank you for being patient with me <3

Told You So

Steven Hyde x reader

"Hey, good lookin'," Kelso said smoothly to Y/n as he slid in the booth seat of the Hub.

Y/n rolled her eyes at him as she scooted away from him. "Kelso, do you mind? I'm trying to eat here."

"What's a pretty girl like you doing here by yourself?" he asked, completely ignoring her.

"Because I want to be," she said and slammed the book she was reading. "And why are you acting like that? We see each other everyday."

"Yeah, but we're not alone everyday," he replied and scooted closer. "Now we are."

"There's a reason for that, Kelso." She shifted further away from him, closer to the edge, but all that did was make him shift with her. "If Eric found out what you've been trying to do, he'd kick your ass."

"Oh, come on, he doesn't have to know!"

"Kelso, even if we did, you wouldn't be able to keep your fat mouth shut. When you were with Laurie, you announced it to the whole world that you slept with her. I don't need that." She gathered up her stuff and started to head out, but Kelso stood up with her.

"So, you're saying there's a chance?" he grinned stupidly at her.

"No, you dink," she spat and pushed passed him. "I don't like you and I don't want to get with you. Why don't you get that?"

She walked outside while Kelso watched her leave, staring at her ass.

"She totally wants me."

Later in the basement...

"I don't know why he even keeps hitting on me," Y/n said to Donna, Jackie, and Hyde while in the basement. Donna and Y/n sat on the couch, Jackie in the lawn chair, and Hyde in his usual seat. "We've been friends forever and he never looked at me like that until, like, a year ago."

"Well, have you looked in a mirror lately?" Hyde asked.

"Yeah, why?"

"Do you notice your new shirt fillers?"

Y/n looked down at herself, then realized what he meant. "You're saying he's trying to get me in the sack because of my knockers?"

"That's exactly what I'm saying," Hyde grinned. "Even a blind man can see how much you've grown into your shirts."

"Ugh, what a pig," Jackie sneered. "I'm glad I broke up with him."

"Jackie, to be fair, you broke up with him because he cheated on you," Donna pointed out.

"Eh, whatever," Jackie said, flapping her hand to the side.

"Okay, seriously, guys, how do I get him to stop?" Y/n asked, turning the conversation back around. "Eric gets pissed and tells him to shut up, but he finds new ways to still hit on me."

"Tell him to get bent and that you've found someone else," Hyde suggested.

Y/n eyed him suspiciously. "Kelso may be a bonehead, but when it comes to women and sex, he's freaking Sherlock Holmes."

"Well, then lie."

"Lie?" Y/n asked and fully turned to him. "And say what? That I'm seeing someone so back off before he kicks your ass?"

"Exactly."

Y/n thought about it for a minute and then turned to the girls. "What do you girls think?"

Donna and Jackie shrugged.

"It could work," Jackie said.

"I don't think it's a bad idea," Donna responded. "Kelso doesn't like competition. He'll bitch a lot, but at least he'll back off."

Y/n shrugged. "It's worth a try."

"Good," Jackie said and stood up. "I should get going. My mom is going to attempt to make dinner tonight. If you see the fire department at my house, you'll know what happened." She walked over to the door and tugged it open. "But on the bright side, there'll be lots of fireman. Bye!"

"Maybe I can get a piece of that action," Y/n joked, making Donna laugh.

"I better get going too," she said. "I have to meet your brother at the hub for our date."

"Ohhh, where's he taking you? Mt. Hump?" Hyde asked.

"Ew, gross! Hyde!" Y/n shrieked, making Hyde laugh. "That's my little brother."

"Little?" Hyde asked. "You guys are only ten months apart."

"I'm still older by a couple months."

"Whatever you say," Hyde said, unconcerned and crossed his arms.

"Actually, no, he's taking me somewhere else for once," Donna said, grabbing her coat. "He says it's a surprise."

"I can guarantee his surprise is what's in his pants," Hyde said.

Donna rolled her eyes and looked at Y/n. "Good luck with him."

Y/n nodded as she watched Donna leave the basement. She turned back to him who was staring at her through his aviators. "Now I know what's on your mind."

"How could it not be when you're here looking like that," he responded and stood up only to crawl his way onto her, making her lie on her back.

A smirk played at her lips as she reached up and removed his glasses, finally seeing those blown pupils in his baby blue eyes. "Looking like what, Mr. Hyde?"

He growled at the nickname as he dipped his head into her neck, peppering her flesh with light kisses. She closed her eyes and leaned her head to the side to give him more access.

"All hot and don't even know it," he muttered, trailing his hands up her blouse. He brought his face up to meet hers and pressed his mouth against hers.

"You are mine," he growled when he pulled apart from her. "Not Kelso's. Mine."

She nodded. "Now show me just why I'm yours."

The next day...

The gang hung out in the basement as usual as the tv played quietly in the background. Y/n sat on the couch wearing a mini skirt wearing Hyde's Led Zepplin shirt, reading a magazine. Kelso couldn't help but stare at her bare sun kissed legs, his eyes roaming and try to see under her skirt.

"Stop staring at me," Y/n demanded.

"Well, I'm sorry, Y/n, but you're freakin' hot!" he responded.

"Hey, Kelso, have you tried not hitting on my sister?" Eric asked calmly, yet sarcastically.

"I gotta, Eric," Kelso asked. "It's like asking me not to breathe!" He snapped his fingers and pointed at Y/n. "I know! We should do it."

Y/n shook her head, keeping her eyes glued to the magazine. "You are as dumb as you are pretty."

Kelso smirked and leaned on the arm rest next to her, face inches from hers. "So, you're saying I'm pretty?"

She tore her eyes from the magazine and made eye contact with him, noses barley brushing, and glared at him. "Bite me, Kelso," she spit before pushing his face away from hers.

"Is that a promise?," Kelso asked, smirking.

Hyde walked out of his room in that moment, seeing Kelso on the floor and Y/n sitting on the couch. When he moved from behind the couch to his seat, he noticed Y/n wearing his shirt. "Is that my shirt?"

Y/n looked up at him with a hint of innocence in her eyes. "Yeah, I saw it in the dryer and thought it looked comfy. Plus, I thought it'd look good with this skirt. Is that okay?"

"Um," he replied, swallowing thickly as he scanned her body, especially at her smooth and shapely legs. "Yeah. It's whatever."

She grinned at him. "Thank you."

"Whoa," Eric said as he stood from the couch. "Since when do you let chicks wear your shirts?"

Hyde shrugged. "I never had a problem with it to begin with."

"Yes, you did," Donna said with a smile on her face. "You said that no girl will ever your shirts unless you're banging her." Her eyes grew wide as she shot up from her seat. "Are you two sleeping together?!"

"What?" Y/n asked calmly. "Don't be crazy; of course we're not."

"Good, because you know if you were, I'd have to kick your ass, Hyde," Eric said, relief flooding over him as he went over to the fridge to grab a popsicle.

"What's the big deal? It's just a shirt," Hyde replied and set his feet up on the table, crossing his arms. "Besides, I live here. Why would it be weird?"

"I don't know," Fez replied. "I mean it's pretty obvious you have the hots for her."

"Shut up, Fez," Hyde said threateningly. "I do not."

"Oh, sure," he replied quietly.

"So, on this whole doing it," Kelso said and knelt down next to Y/n. "Are we doing it or not?"

Hyde didn't hesitate to reach over and connect his fist as hard he could to Kelso's shoulder.

"Ow, Hyde! What the hell was that for?"

Hyde grinned at his dopey best friend. He tried his hardest not to just beat the ever living hell out of him, but luckily for him, he had a good poker face. "Just love messing with you, man."

Kelso went from offended to laughing in seconds. "That's a good one." He turned back to Y/n. "So, what do you say?"

"You know, you begging me like this is kinda hot," Y/n commented with hooded eyes.

"Oh, yeah?" Kelso asked, shifting to be eye level with her.

"Yeah," she smiled and inhaled deeply.

"Y/n, what the hell are you doing?" Hyde asked.

"Yeah, what he said," Eric said. "Look, I don't need Kelso sleeping with both my sisters AND worry about knocking her up to. It's like a weird porno soap opera."

"You know what also is really hot?" Y/n asked, ignoring her brother and secret boyfriend.

"What?" he giggled, loving how close they were.

"Leaving me alone!" she responded and hit him with the magazine she was holding.

The group chuckled as Kelso stood up. "Damn, Y/n, I just wanted to get a little action!"

"Leave her alone, man. It's like you're deaf," Hyde said, annoyed.

"Hey, I've never given up on a girl before and I'm not going to start now!" Kelso defended.

"Well, you better!" Hyde said, growing frustrated. "I'm tired of hearing this everyday, man. So, shut up and leave her alone before I make you."

"Damn, Hyde, what's got your panties in a twist?" Kelso asked glumly and stood up.

"Nothing. I'm just tired of hearing you everyday trying to get into her pants! So, knock it off!"

"Well, it's not like she's your girlfriend, so you knock it off!" Kelso argued.

"Really? That's the best you can do?" Hyde asked, smirking.

The entire time the two men were arguing, Y/n found herself, staring incredulously at them as if she was a prize.

"Well, I can tell you to get bent and I'll do whatever I like, but I know you'll hit me," Kelso said.

"You just basically said it to me, you moron!" Hyde said, yelling. "And now I'm going to hit you."

Kelso took a couple steps back, backing away from Hyde. "You do that and it will not end well for you."

"Okay, guys stop it!" Y/n shouted, jumping up from her seat. "This isn't cool. Kelso sit down over there," she said pointing to the lawn chair. "And Hyde, sit down over there." She pointed to his usual seat.

Hyde and Kelso glared at each other for a minute.

"Fine," Hyde said and turned around.

"Fine," Kelso repeated and sat down in the lawn chair. "But I think something else that would've been interested to know on what exactly I was going to do."

As everyone looked at him in confusion, Kelso reached into his pocket and pulled out a pair of pink panties.

"What the hell, Kelso?!" Y/n shrieked. "Are those my panties?!"

Kelso smirked in victory as he held the panties close to his ear. "What's that panties? You want me to do what to you? Oh, I can't do that. Naughty panties!" He clapped the cotton fabric between his hands and glanced over at Hyde who was practically steaming from the ears.

"You're dead," Hyde spat through gritted teeth and practically lunged at Kelso.

Before Kelso could react, Hyde was on top of him, his fists hitting wherever they would land.

"Hyde! What the--Ow! My eye!" Kelso shouted.

Before Hyde could connect his fist once more, he felt two arms wrap under his arms and around his chest and was pulled off the man.

"Hyde, get off of him before you really hurt him!" Eric shouted, trying to be heard over Kelso's wailing.

"What is it with you?!" Kelso asked. "We're just messing around!"

"No, you're not!" Hyde yelled, ripping himself from Eric's grip. "You're being a complete tool to Y/n."

"Why do you care this much?" Kelso asked with Y/n's panties still in hand. Y/n walked over and snatched her panties back from his grip.

"Because she's my chick, man!" Hyde blurted, but quickly realized what he just said as he saw everyone's wide eyes on him. Except for Y/n who was eyeing her brother.

"She's...she's your...what now?" Eric sputtered.

"Uhm...I meant...she's a--a chick," Hyde said, trying to save himself.

"No, no. No, no. You just she's your chick," Jackie corrected, pointing a finger at him. "Don't try to wiggle yourself out of this one."

"She's...uh--uh...Y/n, a little help here?" he asked his girlfriend who was standing there awkwardly.

"What he meant to say was that as a woman he respects me and he didn't appreciate Kelso's boneheaded advances towards me," she said, rather smoothly even though her voice wavered.

Eric stared at his sister wide eyed with his mouth open. "You guys are dating?"

The couple sighed in defeat as Hyde rubbed his hot neck. "Yeah."

Y/n nodded, trying not to look Eric in the eye.

"Have you two...had s-sex?" Eric stuttered, forcing that image out of his mind.

"Eric!" Donna said. "You don't ask that."

"Do you really want to know that answer?" Hyde asked.

Eric screwed his eyes shut, now the image really colorful behind his eyelids. He shoved the heel of his hand deep into his eyes until he saw different shapes, desperate to erase the unholy sin that was between his sister and best friend.

"How long?" Kelso asked after he was able to get over the initial shock enough to speak.

"About a month," Y/n responded with a strong voice.

"A month?!" Eric cried out. "You've been screwing my sister for a month?! Oh, God." He forced himself to swallow the bile that had risen up his throat.

"You sure it hasn't been longer than that?" Jackie asked. "Because, you know, sometimes, time can feel a lot shorter when you're...having fun."

"Don't call it that!" Eric yelled and eyed the couple who were now standing near each other. "This can't be happening. This can't be happening! My best friend and my sister bumping uglies? Why would you two do this?"

"Because I like him?" Y/n challenged. "And he likes me."

"Yeah, man. We're not just fooling around."

"I don't care what you're doing or not doing!" Eric shouted, face turning red. "You went behind my back and starting dating my sister when you knew it would bother me!"

"Forman--"

"No! Don't even--! You know what? I--I can't stay here. I need some air," Eric said before he stormed out the basement.

The couple looked after him, sighing and turned back to the group.

"By the way, yes, it's been a month," Y/n said, answering Jackie's question.

"Ah, damn!" she replied and pulled out ten dollar bill from her wallet and handed it to Fez.

Fez whooped and gleefully took the money. "Told you!"

I hope you enjoyed this one! Let me know if there is anything I could've added! Thanks for reading my lovely.

#steven hyde #that 70s show #that 70's show imagine #eric forman #donna pinciotti #jackie burkhart #fez that 70s show #michael kelso

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The Things You Give Pt 12

zSteven Hyde x Reader

Thank you all for being so patient! I’m so happy you guys are enjoying the story :) 

Y/N sat in her room, crying on Hyde’s shoulder.

“Hey, doll, it’s okay,” he soothed, rubbing her back and caressing her hair. “He’ll get over it and we’ll all go back to being friends.”

“That’s not the only reason,” she whined and leaned back, showing him her big, puffy eyes. “I feel like our bond is destroyed.”

“It’s not, man,” he responded and tucked some hair behind her ear, stroking her face. “Look, Eric is just pissed off right now. Give him a couple days to cool off and he’ll come around.”

“No, you don’t get it. He’s never been this mad at me before. We’ve always been okay after a few hours, but not this long. I feel like I ruined it.”

“He’s your brother,” he said. “He loves you and he can’t stay mad at you long. It’ll be okay, I promise.”

Y/N pouted and nodded, tears resurfacing. “I’m sorry.”

“For what?” he asked, chuckling.

“For getting you in this mess.”

“Hey, don’t think that,” he said sternly. “I got us in this mess as much as you. It’s not just your fault.”

She sniffed. “Why is it that our happiness only matters when everyone else approves?”

He sighed, holding her tight. “I don’t know, Doll.”

She hummed and fell silent, thinking about how she could fix this.

                                   ⧝⧝⧝

           “So, how’s the baby?” Jackie asked Kelso as they all sat in the basement. This time, Eric joined them but was he was extremely and eerily quiet. Y/N sat on the floor, situated between Hyde’s legs as he sat in his usual chair. Eric sat on the opposite side of the room, not bothering to glance at the couple.

           “She’s doing good,” Kelso beamed. “She’s so cute like me, but also beautiful like Brooke.”

           “Oh, that is so cute!” Y/N gushed. “When can we meet her?”

           “Probably not for another month or so,” Kelso pouted. “Brooke doesn’t want her near other people right now because of cold and flu season. I even offered to give her some orange juice because my mom always gives me it when I’m sick and she got mad at me!”

           “Kelso, you can’t give a baby orange juice,” Donna said casually.

           “Yeah, huh,” he replied, sucking on a popsicle. “If she can handle milk, she should be able to handle orange juice.”

           “Yes, it’s probably best to have Brooke make all the parenting decisions,” Fez said.

           “But, I’m her daddy,” he said sadly. “I just want her to know that I’m smart and love her too.”

           “Awe, Kelso,” Y/N cooed. “Of course, she’s going to know that. She’s going to look up to you and when she’s older, she’s going to think you’re her hero. I know I do with my dad.”

           “Don’t lie to the guy,” Hyde said without looking away from the tv. “She’s going to be doing dumb stuff with him too. Probably be the brains behind it all and watch him get hurt.”

           For a minute Kelso looked offended but then smiled and laughed. “Yeah, that’s probably true.”

           “You’re going to be great. Don’t worry,” Y/N said.

           “Don’t flatter him,” Hyde said, but with a smirk.

           “Why?” Eric piped up. “You afraid that she’ll date him too?”

           “Really?” Y/N asked, annoyed. “You’re going to do this now?”

           “I just don’t understand how anyone of you can sit here and think this is okay. Or normal,” Eric replied without looking up.

           “Forman, man, will you shut up?” Hyde said. “It’s been two days.”

            “I know you’re still mad at us, but your snide remarks aren’t welcome,” Y/N quipped.

           “I’m not welcome?” Eric asked, angrily.

           “No, dumbass that’s not what I’m—”

           “No, I know what you’re saying,” he said darkly. “You know what? You’re not welcome.”

            Y/N rolled her eyes at him; completely done with his dramatics. “Don’t be stupid, Eric.”

           “No, you and him aren’t welcome.”

           “I live here too, you moron,” Hyde said. “Where do you expect us to go?”

           “Anywhere but here,” Eric replied, staring daggers at the couple. “I don’t care as long as I don’t have to see you.”

           “Yeah? And what’re you going to do? Force us out?” Hyde pushed. “A spaghetti noodle is stronger than you!”

           “If I tell Red you will,” Eric said, setting his jaw. “I’m not going to sit here and pretend that I’m okay with this.”

           “Eric, shut up,” Donna said. “You’re being an ass.”

           “You’re blackmailing us?” Y/N asked, making a face.

           “Damn right. Either you leave or Dad finds out.”

           “You tell Dad and I’ll tell him about your trip to the jail cell!”

           “But this is an abomination!” Eric squeaked. “Sinful, disgusting, horrible!”

           “You done?” Hyde asked, annoyed.

           “I’m not doing this in front of everyone,” Y/N said. “I just want to hang out with our friends without arguing.”

           “No, I want you guys out of here,” he said. “Out of this group. You don’t get to be a part of it if you’re going to split it up.”

           “How are we splitting it up?!” Y/N shouted, getting angry. “This isn’t West Side Story.”

           “Stop, Eric!” Donna said, standing up. “Just because you don’t want them here doesn’t mean we don’t.”

           “Thank you, Donna,” Y/N said.

           “What the hell? You’re on their side?” Eric asked, raising his voice.

           “Yes, I am!” she shouted back. “Why shouldn’t I be? They’re our friends and if you’d open your eyes, you’d see that they’re really happy.”

           “I don’t care if they’re happy!” he shouted.

           “How can you say that?” Fez asked. “You selfish son of a bitch.”

           “How am I supposed to be happy when I had to hear you describe how my sister is in bed?!”

           “I don’t care what you say. It was hilarious,” Hyde said.

           “See? How can I care when you two obviously do not?” Eric shouted.

           “At least you heard about it,” Donna argued. “I saw it.”

           “Ew!” Eric shouted, covering his ears.

           “Alright!” Kelso shouted happily. “How were Y/N’s boobs?”

           “Shut up, Kelso!” Eric, Y/N, Hyde, and Donna said un unison.

           “I can’t and I won’t ever accept it,” Eric spat.

           “Well, it’s a good thing we’re not dating to impress you,” Hyde snorted.

           A sudden weight had dropped itself on Y/N’s chest. Her heart felt like it was barley holding up it’s own weight. “So, what are you saying? You want us to break up?”

           Eric didn’t respond, but stare at the ground harshly. He knew if he said it, he would be labeled the king of jackasses of all eternity.

           “You really are a selfish son of a bitch,” Y/N said and stomped out of the basement.

           “What the hell is wrong with you?” Hyde asked him. “Why do you have to be such a dillhole?”

           “I’m the dillhole?!” Eric asked, surprised. “How am I the dillhole when you’re the one who lied to me while screwing my sister?!” He gagged at the thought and thickly swallowed. “Unpleasant.”

           “Well, you know what, Forman? Get the hell over it. You always say that she deserves someone who is good for her. And you know what? That’s what I am.”

           “No, you’re not!” Eric shouted, silencing the whole room, including Hyde himself. The look on Hyde’s face made Eric break his gaze and turn around, rubbing his neck.

           Hyde stood there in complete shock as pain flooded through his chest. But it was quickly replaced with anger. Donna looked at her boyfriend with absolute disgust. Everyone else looked at each other with wide eyes and jaws dropped.

           Hyde didn’t know what to say, except for a harsh, “What?”

           “I didn’t stutter, did I?”

           Hyde’s breathing became labored and all he could do was stay frozen in place.

           “You’re not good enough for her,” Eric continued calmly and darkly. “She is going places. The only place you’re going to is prison.”

           “Eric!” Donna shouted. “That’s enough!”

           “So, that’s what you really think of me,” Hyde stated as fact instead of a question. “This whole time you’re supposed to be my friend, all you’ve thought about me is not doing anything with my life.”

           “Look at how your life has turned out so far!” Eric continued. “You’ve already been to jail multiple times, all you do is smoke, and not once have I heard what you plan on doing with your life besides staying a burnout. That’s no life for my sister.” He daringly stepped closer to Hyde and pointed a finger at him. “And don’t you dare tell me how to be a friend. Friends don’t do this.”

           All Hyde could do was glare at the guy in front of him with clenched fists. He wanted to punch him so bad, but he knew it would only make the situation worse.

           “Eric, please tell me,” Donna piped up after a minute of silence. “What makes this any different than what Kelso was doing to Laurie?”

           “That’s different!” he answered. “Laurie is just a whore who ended up cheating on him anyway. Y/N…Y/N’s different. She actually feels and cares about the people in her life. And I’m not going to standby and watch you hurt her!”

           “And what makes you think Hyde is going to hurt her?” Donna pressed.

           “Because he’s done it to other girls! Including Jackie!”

           “Hey, don’t bring my name into this,” Jackie responded sassily. “And for the record, I broke up with him. No one dumps Jackie Burkhart.”

           “I don’t care how happy she makes you,” Eric continued, ignoring her. “Because sooner or later, you’re going to get bored of her and leave her hanging. Just like the other girls.”

           Hyde clenched his jaw, keeping his burning stare on Eric. “Go to hell, Forman!” he shouted. “You don’t know jack. At least I’m not the one who bailed after I asked her to marry me.”

           “Don’t you dare bring that up!” Eric yelled at Hyde, his voice deepening. “This isn’t about me!”

           “Now I’m making it about you!” Hyde yelled back. “You’re sitting here lecturing me about bailing and hurting Y/N when you couldn’t even do the same for Donna!” As he was shouting at Eric, spit had flown out of his mouth. “So, shut the hell up before I shut it up for you!”

           “I’m not the one dating my best friend’s sister!”

           “You’re still not better than me!” Hyde shouted back. “I would never do that to Y/N! I’ve never felt this way about anybody before and I refuse to let you stand in the way of that!”

           “No!” Eric was huffing and puffing at this point. “I’ve stood by long enough letting you guys do whatever the hell you wanted! You’ve burned me, both physically and verbally, melted my freaking G.I Joes, gotten me in trouble with Red more times than I can count, and even let me sit in a freaking jail cell with no pants because everyone let me take the fall. This is where I cross the damn line.”

           “First of all, I ended up in that same jail cell after trenching old man Jenkin’s yard to make it up to you,” Hyde countered. “And second of all, I’ve always been there for you through every dumbass thing you caused or that happened to you. I’ve had to look after you all these years just to make sure you didn’t get your ass kicked.”

           “I never asked for any of that,” Eric responded, setting his jaw and crossing his arms.

           Hyde felt like he had been punched in the gut. He had spent years looking after Eric as he would if he were his own brother and for what? For Eric to throw it in his face? Hyde now felt like he had wasted so much time.

           “You know what? I’m outta here,” he said and stomped towards the door.

           “Good!” Eric shouted after him. “Go ahead! It proves to me what you’re good at: running away!”

           “If you’d like to keep your teeth, I’d suggest you’d shut the hell up!” Hyde shouted, veins popping out of his neck. “Consider this friendship over.” With that he slammed the door shut, causing the door hinges to rattle.

           Everyone stared at Eric with dropped jaws and disappointed, furrowed looks. Except for Donna. Only fire and fury burned in her eyes.

           Eric sighed and turned to her. “Look, Donna, I—”

           “Save it,” she said curtly. “I don’t want to hear it.”

           “But, I—” he tried to defend himself, but Donna cut him off once again.

           “I don’t care what your excuse is!” she snapped, raising her voice. “You’ve done a lot of stupid and messed up things and made yourself look like an ass, but this one tops it off. You were such a jackass that you made Kelso look like a saint!”

           “You know what? You’d be pissed too if you had a sister and Hyde was nailing her,” he defended.

           “Maybe, but I wouldn’t have reacted the way you did,” she replied. “I don’t care what is going on between them, the way you treated them was way out of line. And I can’t even look at you right now!”

           “Yeah, Eric,” Fez said and stood from his seat. “You kick them out of the group, but we still want them here. If anything, you should be the one to leave.”

           “Fez! What the hell?” Eric asked with his arms open and eyes wide. “How can you be on their side?”

           “Because they’re happy,” Fez answered with his cute and innocent self. “And they’re good together.”

           “Why does everyone keep saying that?!” Eric shouted.

           “Because it’s true, you walnut!” Donna practically screamed. “I can’t believe how unbelievably dumb and selfish you’re being! This isn’t even about you! In fact, it’s about them and if you’re going to keep acting this way, I don’t want to be near you.”

           “Does everyone feel this way?” he asked, exasperated.

           “Yeah, pretty much,” Jackie answered, nodding along with Kelso.

           “Well, that’s just great!” Eric shouted. “Then all of you can get out too.”

           “Gladly!” Donna shouted and stormed out.

           “See ya,” Jackie said, skipping out.

           “Dude…” Kelso trailed off, shaking his head and sulked out the basement.

           “Sorry, Eric,” Fez said and laid a hand on his shoulder. “If you weren’t such a jerk, you’d still have all your friends here. But now, you’re all alone.”

           “Yeah, yeah,” Eric said, brushing off his hand. “See ya later.”

           Fez frowned. “If you’d see past your anger, maybe you can see how happy they are and actually feel something towards each other. I wouldn’t call that a bad thing.”

           With that being said, Fez walked out the basement, gently shutting the door, leaving a seething Eric standing alone.

           “I heard yelling,” Kitty said concerned as she came down the stairs.

           “Yeah, there was,” Eric sighed and rubbed a hand down his face.

           “What happened this time?”

           “Y/N and Hyde are—” he stopped himself before he could cause any further collateral damage.

           Kitty stared at him confused. “Y/N and Steven are what, honey?”

           Eric sighed again, rubbing his neck and tried to keep his voice steady. “They are the most annoying people on the planet.”

           “Why’s that?”

           “Because they…” he couldn’t think of anything good to say on the spot, so he improvised the best he could. “They stole and broke my G.I Joes.”

           “And you’re yelling over that?” she asked, tilting her head to the side.

           “Yeah…it was my favorite ones.”

           “Oh, honey, you can always go buy more,” she said, turning her back on him to head back up the stairs. “But I’ll talk to them.”

           She swayed back upstairs, leaving Eric completely alone. After she was out of sight, he collapsed onto the couch feeling completely spent. Why had he lied to Kitty about what they were fighting about? Why did he cover for them when he so badly wanted to tell her the truth?

           He slumped back into the cushions of the couch, sighing once again, but this time he didn’t have anything else to say. He was alone and he knew he had messed up.

                                                 --Time Skip—

           “So, you ended the friendship?” Y/N asked Steven, playing with his fingers. They sat at the Hub, waiting for everyone else to show up.

           Hyde sighed heavily and ran a hand through his curls. “Yeah, I did.”

           “Because of me,” Y/N whispered and looked away, letting out a shaky breath. She felt a heaviness settle in her stomach. Like an anvil had made its way inside. “Oh God, I’m so sorry Steven.”

           “No, no,” he replied and grabbed her hands, holding them firmly. “Don’t say that. It maybe about you, but I didn’t end the friendship because of you. I ended it because of him.”

           “But none of this would’ve happened if I hadn’t gotten in the way,” she whimpered. “I broke up a lifelong friendship.”

           “Hey, Y/N look at me,” he said and cupped her cheek. Her watery eyes met his. “Yeah, this sucks, but if I had to choose between being with you and keeping my friendship with your dillhole brother, I’d choose you. A thousand times over.”

           “But I’m not worth it,” she said, a stray tear escaping down her cheek. “I never meant for this to blow up the way it did. Maybe this was a mistake.”

           “You really feel that way?” Hyde asked, a sharp pain stabbing him in the chest. “Is that what you want?”

           “Of course not, but it’s caused so much damage to the group. We can’t even hang out anymore.”

           “If it wasn’t for Eric’s blow up, we’d all still be in the basement hanging out right now,” Hyde responded, ignoring the pain he was feeling. “The only person causing this is him.”

           “But it wouldn’t have happened if we hadn’t hooked up!”

Hyde sighed through his nose. “Look, I’ve never felt this way about anyone before and I’m not going to let it go just because some idiot wants me to. Only if you want me to.” He tilted her chin to make her look at him. “Do you want me to?”

           She was quiet for a moment, looking in his intense blue eyes. She could see the hope and fear that lay within and knew she couldn’t leave him; because she felt the same. She couldn’t ignore her pounding heart when she was near him, or the butterflies that would erupt in her stomach when he would say something sweet to her; like he is now. Or that settling safety that she felt when he had his arm around her.

Before, she felt a timer with Zack and any other guy she may had dated. She knew her time with them wouldn’t last and that timer continued to tick until their time was up. That is until she ended up with Steven. The timer had stopped and gone silent, and she knew he was going to stay. For the first time, she felt at peace and warmed by him. He was her home as she was his.

Y/N swallowed thickly before shaking her head. “No. No I don’t.” She gave him a small smile and his muscles relaxed, a smile reaching his eyes. “I choose you a thousand times over.”

           He smiled at her and grabbed her face gently between his hands. “Yeah, baby, a thousand times over.”

           As he leaned in to kiss her, a loud “Aweeee!” came from behind them.

            Y/N and Steven turned their heads to look at the group standing there, large grins plastered on their faces.

           “No, no, go on. Go ahead and kiss her,” Donna gushed and laughed, sitting at the table.

           Hyde and Y/N pulled away from each other and leaned back. “Moment ruined,” she commented.

           “How long were you guys standing there?” Hyde asked nervously.

           “Not long,” Donna responded and smirked at him. “’Baby.’”

           “I choose you a thousand times over,” Kelso mocked and started making kissy faces at Fez.

           “Man, what the hell are you doing?” Hyde asked.

           “I don’t know, but it’s funny,” Kelso responded and continued doing it.

            Y/N chuckled and shoved Kelso, making him laugh. “So, Fez, where’s Caroline? Haven’t seen her around.”

           “You probably scared her off,” Jackie laughed. “Finally someone who is crazier than her.”

           “Yeah, but she uses it for good,” Hyde said, smiling.

           “Actually, I broke up with her,” Fez replied. “She tried to stab me again.”

           “Wait, again?” Y/N asked. “What do you mean by ‘again’?”

           “Well, she tried to stab me once before and I told her that a man can only take so much,” he replied. “So, after the fourth or fifth time, I finally left.”

           The group looked at each other concerned while Y/N fumed. “I’m gonna go find her.” She stood from her chair, but Hyde quickly grabbed her hand.

           “No need,” Fez replied calmly, a smug look painting his handsome face, watching as Y/N sat back down. “I put her back in the mental ward.”

           “How did you do that?” Hyde asked.

           “I called the police, duh,” he responded.

           “How did all this happen and not any of us know?” Donna asked concerned.

           “Well, I didn’t get the chance with the whole Y/N, Hyde, and Eric dramatics.”

           “What the hell?” Y/Nasked, furrowing her brows. “Fez this is much more important than our petty drama. You should’ve told us!”

           “Thanks Y/N,” he responded sweetly. “I like you better than Eric.”

            Y/N chuckled and tossed her hair over her shoulder. “Everybody does.”

           The gang chuckled before turning their attention to Hyde.

           “So, Steven where are you going to live now that you and Eric aren’t friends anymore?” Jackie asked.

           “I honestly don’t know,” Hyde answered. “I was thinking maybe I could get a few more days over there. Gives me enough time to come up with an excuse.”

           “You can stay with me,” Kelso offered. “My brothers are out of the house and we have an extra bedroom.”

           “Thanks Kelso,” Hyde said and gave him a pat on the shoulder. “I’ll have to think about that one. I don’t need to be near a crying baby.”

           “She doesn’t cry,” Kelso defended. “She just mainly sleeps and eat.”

           “Well, to be fair, you only have her for a few hours a couple nights a week,” Jackie said.

           “In my country, babies are a huge symbol of good luck and fortune,” Fez commented.

           “Why’s that?” Donna asked.

           Fez shrugged. “I never understood that part. I guess it appeases the gods or some crap like that. Fertile and continuing of our kind. But I always thought that was a bunch of bull hockey. Babies are loud and needy.”

           “They’re babies Fez,” Jackie said. “They can’t take care of themselves.”

           “Eh,” he replied. “They’re still nuisances.”

           “So, if we were to stay together and we had a baby, that’s what you would think of that?”

           “I don’t know. You never gave us a chance to find out,” he responded bitterly.

           “Oooh,” Hyde said under his breath while everyone backed away from the table.

           “You can’t be serious,” Jackie argued. “We broke up three weeks ago. And in that time, you brought home another girl.”

           “Oh, and like you haven’t?!” Fez asked.

           Hyde closed his eyes, lips tight, trying not to laugh at his friend’s poor choice of words. Y/N shook her head and Donna covered her mouth with her hand, trying to contain her giggles. Kelso was already dreaming of Jackie and some other girl getting it on.

           Jackie’s face scrunched up in confusion. “No, Fez. I haven’t brought anyone home. C’mon, can we have a decent conversation like adults?”

           “No,” he said, frowning at her. “You hurt me like when a child gets his langamigna taken away from him.”

           “When a child gets what taken from him?” Hyde asked.

           “Lollipop in my language,” he answers and turns his glare back to Jackie.

           “I’m sorry, Fez,” Jackie said. “Look, I want us to be friends again.”

           Fez looked at everyone and as if they got the hint, they all got up, leaving them two alone.

           “What do you want me to say?” he asked her, leaning back against the chair and shoved his hands in his pockets. “You want me to accept your apology and have us go back to normal? Like you never ripped my heart out to begin with?”

           “Well, no, not exactly,” she responded and scooted closer to him. “I was hoping we could work on becoming friends again.”

           Fez glared at her with tears beginning to well in his eyes. “How can I be just your friend when I was so in love with you and still am?”

           Jackie looked down at her lap and sniffed. “I know, I do too. But we should still try.”

           Fez leaned forward and grabbed her hands, anger completely dissipated. “Then what’s stopping us? Didn’t you always say that love conquers all?”

           Jackie looked up into his deep, dark eyes; completely melting into them. Her lip quivered as she spoke. “This time love isn’t enough,” she whispered.

           A single tear slipped down Fez’s cheek and he quickly retracted his hands from hers and quickly wiped at his face. “Why?” he asked. “Why isn’t our love enough?”

           “Because we’re not right for each other,” she whimpered.

           From a few feet away, the gang was listening in with sad faces. Y/N leaned into Hyde, him throwing an arm around her and pulled her close. Donna leaned against the window with crossed arms, looking at the floor, and Kelso squeezing her shoulder.

           “What do you mean it’s not enough?”

           Jackie shook her head, barley containing her tears. “We’re just not right for each other. I see it, you see it, even the group sees it. We just never matched the way a couple should.”

           “I’ve always loved you,” he whispered, looking down at the floor.

           She reached over and cupped his cheek. “I know.” She smiled sadly at him and met his eyes. “And I will always love you.”

           Fez looked at her before leaning in to give her one last, loving kiss. Jackie melted into the kiss, tears streaming faster down her face. She brought her hands up to his face as he deepened the kiss, pulling her closer to him.

           When he pulled away, he leaned his forehead against hers. “We could’ve been great, you know.”

           “But we weren’t,” she breathed.

           Fez nodded his head and pulled away. “I know.”

           “But, you showed me what it felt like to be loved and appreciated and that’s all I ever wanted,” Jackie said, trying to lift the mood. “I didn’t have to worry if you were out with other girls or going to run away. Thank you for showing me what I deserve.”

           “Thank you for loving me despite being the weird one of the group,” Fez laughed half heartedly.

           “I call it eccentric,” Jackie giggled sadly. “You deserve someone who will love every part of you. The good, the bad, and the weird. You deserve to have real chemistry with someone. Unfortunately, I couldn’t be her. But she’ll come along and you’ll forget all about me.”

           Fez gave her a sad smile. “I could never forget you.”

           “You’re right, you can’t,” Jackie chuckled. “No man can.”

           They laughed softly together and stared into each other eyes.

           “I love you, Jackie.”

           “I love you, too, Fez.”

           They stood and reached over, enveloping each other in their arms, holding tight.

           “Are we…are we okay?” Jackie asked once they pulled apart.

           “Yes,” Fez said and brushed some hair off her shoulder. “We are. I need you in my life. Whether it’s as a friend or my girlfriend, I still need you.”

           “And I need you.”

           They smiled at each other for a minute before Fez looked at his watch. He sighed and clapped his hands together. “I, uh, I better get going. I have to go do something with my host parents.”

           Jackie nodded. “Sure, sure. See you later?”

           Fez smiled. “Yeah, of course.”

           Jackie returned the smile. “Okay, see you later.”

           “Bye,” Fez said quietly, leaning over and kissing her cheek. He zipped up his jacket and walked out into the crispy fall air of Point Place.

           Tears of sadness and relief welled in Jackie’s eyes as she slumped back down in her chair.

           “Jackie, are you okay?” Y/N asked as the group came back to surround her. She wrapped an arm around Jackie’s shoulders and squeezed.

           “Yeah. I think so,” Jackie said, finally feeling like she could speak the truth about her feelings. “Yeah, yeah I am. It just won’t be the same for a while.”

           “Jackie, no one’s asking for it to be,” Donna murmured to Jackie comfortingly.

           “But I am,” Jackie responded and ran a hand through her hair.

           “We’re here for you, Jackie,” Y/N said and laid her head on Jackie’s shoulders.

           Jackie felt a weight had been lifted off her chest, but now new one, yet lighter one, now rested its way in there. She just wanted things to go back to normal. At least now the worst part of it was over.

           “Yeah, we are,” Hyde said genuinely. “You need anything, you let us know.”

           “Thanks, Steven,” Jackie said glumly, but looked at him confused. “This is unusually nice of you.”

           “I do that a lot actually, yet people are always so surprised,” he chuckled once Jackie’s lips curved into a small smile. “But seriously, man, you’ve been there for me and Y/N during this whole mess. It’s only fair I return the favor.”

           “Well, I didn’t do it to be owed a favor,” she said.

           Hyde smiled kindly at her. “I know.”

           She smiled back at him and wiped at her nose. “Thanks you guys.”

           “You’re welcome, Jackie,” Kelso said. “Hey, if you want to, I can make you feel better if we—”

           “Kelso, I swear to God if you say ‘do it’ I’m going to kick you in the head,” Y/N threatened.

           “I was going to say do circle time! God!” Kelso cried out.

           “Oh,” Y/N responded, surprised. “Yeah, that sounds good, then.”

           “Yeah, I can do that,” Jackie said, standing and grabbing her coat off the back of the chair.

           “Oh good ‘cause after smoke time, we should definitely do it,” Kelso laughed.

           The gang groaned and turned to him.

           “SHUT UP, KELSO!”

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The Things You Give Pt. 11

Happy spooky season, my dear loves! Thank you for being so patient with me as I publish each part. I really hope you enjoy this next part. I love hearing from you guys so feel free to message or leave a comment <3 

Steven Hyde x Reader

“Eric!” Y/n said, completely frozen in shock. “W-what are you, uh, what are y-you doing h-here?”

           Eric’s face didn’t change as he stared at the couple in front him, wide eyes and jaw slack. So many questions ran through his mind as well as different emotions. Rage, confusion, hurt, shock, and most of all: betrayal. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to scream or strangle them both. His hands started to shake and he swore his heart was going to beat out of his chest.

           “Uh…it’s not what it looks like!” Hyde said, trying to save the situation. “She was helping me move some boxes and she found some of my nudie magazines.”

           “Yeah!” Y/n cut in, catching on. “And I started making fun of him for it and that’s why it sounded like we were talking dirty and that’s why we look like this because of all the moving…and it’s hard work. And we smell like this because we got all sweaty. But nothing else happened!”

           Eric couldn’t believe that his best friend and sister would think he was that stupid. He couldn’t even say anything to them. All he could do was calmly walk out through the basement door without saying a word.

           “Oh no,” Y/n said under her breath.

           “Crap,” Hyde sighed and looked at Y/n who looked like she was about to cry.

             Down at the Hub, the couple and everyone else, minus Eric, sat around their usual table as Y/n and Hyde relayed what had happened just a short hour prior.

           “He was like a deer caught in the headlights,” Hyde said. “A very angry looking deer.”

           “You know what this means?” Donna asked. “This means that he’s going to rant for the next six months and guess who is going to have hear about it?” She pointed a finger at herself. “That’s right, me. Over and over and over again.”

           “I know,” Y/n grumbled and hid her face in her hand. “This is so not the way I wanted him to find out. Any of you really.”

           “Yeah, I still think I found out the worst way still,” Donna commented and took a sip of her root beer, but not before she shuddered dramatically. “I still have nightmares about it.”

           “Yeah it wasn’t a thrill for us either,” Hyde said and took some fries from Y/n’s basket.

           “To be honest, I’m kinda scared to see him,” Y/n said after taking a sip of her coke. “He just…didn’t say anything and stormed out.”

           “Maybe he didn’t know what to say,” Jackie said. “I mean, he probably was disgusted.”

           “Jackie, what the hell, man?” Y/n asked her frustrated.

           “No, I mean it’s his sister and best friend. How would you feel if that happened to you?” she defended.

           “It did happen to me!” Y/n said. “When Mike McCan’t Keep It In His Pants over here and Easily Spread Butter started sleeping together.”

           “First of all, that’s a good burn,” Kelso laughed. “And second of all…I totally nailed your sister! Now if I can nail you, I’d done it with all the Forman girls!”

           Hyde didn’t even hesitate to connect his fist to Kelso’s shoulder. Kelso grunted and glared at him before scooting away from him.

           “So, how did it make you feel? How did you react?” Donna asked.

           “Well, I was beyond angry because I felt so betrayed and disgusted and lied to—ah crap,” Y/n said, realizing what the point was. “Dammit, Jackie, I hate it when you’re right!”

           “Which isn’t very common,” Jackie stated, holding up a finger. “But when I am, it’s a big deal.”

           “Have you guys seen Eric?” Y/n asked.

           “I haven’t,” Donna answered.

           “Me either,” Jackie mumbled.

           “Nada,” Kelso said.

           “Sorry,” Fez finally said, shaking his head.

           “Man, I’m kinda freaking out,” Hyde said. “Normally I don’t, especially when it comes to Forman, but you should’ve seen him. I’ve never seen him like this. Normally, he’s like, you know, all squeaky and twitchy, but this time, he was just quiet and walked out calmly.”

           “Yeah, I don’t what I’m going to do once I see him,” Y/n said, leaning back and crossing her arms.

           “Well, you might want to figure it out soon because he’s coming in,” Fez said, panicking a little.

            Y/n and Hyde whipped around to see Eric stomping in, but the second he came in and made eye contact with them, the air around them suddenly went still.

           “Hi, Eric,” Y/n said softly.

           “Hey man,” Hyde said, trying to sound as casual as he could.

           The dirty blonde twin looked at them before turning away back into the parking lot.

           “Damn,” Kelso mumbled and turned back around to face the group. “He’s really pissed.”

           “Trust me guys, I’ve known Eric our whole lives and I’ve never seen him like this,” Y/n said.

           “Well, duh, you shared the womb with the guy,” Fez piped up and everyone couldn’t help but roll their eyes. “I guess you can say, you were wombmates.”

            Y/n couldn’t help but giggle at that while everyone else groaned and rolled their eyes.

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           The next day, things between the twins and Hyde were still eerily quiet. Eric couldn’t even be in the same room as them. Even at the breakfast table, Eric refused to look up from his plate. Kitty and Red shared a look, knowing something was wrong.

           “What’s wrong with you?” Red asked. “You’re usually annoying in the morning. Actually, I can get used to this.”

           “Red,” Kitty said sternly and turned to Eric. “Eric, honey, are you okay?”

           “M’ fine,” Eric mumbled shortly without looking up and shoveled some eggs into his mouth.

           “Did you get into a fight with Donna?” she asked.

           “Mom, I said I’m fine. Can we please drop it?” Eric asked, trying to not raise his voice at her.

           She held her hands up. “Fine, fine.”

           The table went back to ground breaking silence while everyone sat there tense and still, except for Red who was actually enjoying the silence for once.

             Outside later in the afternoon, everyone, minus Eric, sat in the driveway, shooting some hoops and talking on top of the Vista Cruiser.

           “Where’s Eric?” Jackie asked.

           “He’s…somewhere,” Y/n answered and looked towards the house. “I think he’s been hiding in his room all day. Or he just goes where we aren’t.”

           “Probably both,” Jackie said and shuddered. “I wouldn’t want to be in his room either.”

           Donna laughed. “That’s true. One time I just walked in and he was reading a nudey magazine and I swear I’ve never seen him jump up so fast. It would’ve been funnier if he wasn’t naked.”

            Y/n and Jackie shuddered in horror.

           “Gross!” Jackie exclaimed.

           “What she said,” Y/n said and gagged. “Thanks for that mental image.”

            Y/n  looked over to Steven, Michael, and Fez playing basketball and made eye contact with Steven. In that split second, Michael took advantage of it and swiped the ball from him. He made a slam dunk and stuck his tongue out at Hyde.

           Hyde quickly grabbed the ball and spun around, dodging Kelso’s attempted swipe and slammed it into the basket.

           “Hyde: two, Kelso: uno,” Hyde said, smirking and balanced the ball on his hip.

           “I love watching you play basketball,” Y/n said, her voice lowering.

           “Yeah?” Hyde responded, staring her down.

           “Yeah, it’s hot,” she responded before realizing they were in front of everyone and cleared her throat. “Or you know, whatever.”

           “Get a room!” Kelso shouted.

           “It’s my house!” Y/n argued.

           “Exactly! So, you should go find one and get that out of here,” he responded.

           “Shut up, man. We used to have to watch you and Jackie make out all the time,” Hyde said.

           “Yeah, but it wasn’t weird like this is,” Kelso responded.

            Y/n and Hyde rolled their eyes at him before turning back to each other.

           “So, have you seen him?” he asked her.

           “No, have you?” she asked.

           He shook his head. “We’re going to have face him sooner or later.”

           “Later,”  Y/n answered. “Gives me time to think of ways to calm him down. Or by the time we do face him we’ll be in Guadalajara.”

           Hyde shook his head smiling. “Come on, let’s get this over with.”

            Y/n  sighed and hopped off the car. “Fine. Let’s go find him.”

           “I think I saw him go into the basement earlier,” Fez said and everyone followed Y/n and Steven to go to the basement.

           “Can we get some privacy?” Y/n asked when they noticed everyone was following them.

           “No way!” Kelso answered. “We aren’t going to miss the show.”

            Y/n grunted, feeling annoyed. “Idiots.”

           Hyde turned around and slammed his fist into Kelso’s shoulder. “Will you get out of here? All of you!”

           “Ow!” Kelso yelled. “Fine!”

           Everyone dispersed leaving Hyde and Y/n alone.

           Begrudgingly, Hyde and Y/n made their way to the basement where they did, in fact, see Eric sitting on the couch watching TV. But judging his body language, he was tense and still really pissed off.

           “Eric?” Y/n called out gently, afraid to scare him off like a stray animal. “How are you doing?” She rounded to the couch to face him and saw his chin resting on his thumb while his index finger held up his cheek. He wasn’t paying attention to the tv and was just sitting there, seething.

           He looked at her from the corner of his eye to back to the screen. He stayed silent, refusing to speak to her.

           She looked at Hyde desperately, needing help.

           “Listen, Forman. We need to talk about this,” Hyde said stepping forward.

           “There’s nothing to talk about,” he said, struggling to keep his voice leveled.

           “Yes, there is and it’s need to happen,” Steven responded. “I get it, you’re pissed. But this needs to be hashed out so it doesn’t become another Kelso fiasco. So, come on. Let’s talk.”

           “Talk about what, exactly?” Eric snapped. “What’s there to talk about? Talk about you screwing my sister? Or that you guys went behind my back and have been lying to me this whole time? Or how ‘bout this, that you went after my twin sister? You know it was bad enough when Kelso did it with Laurie, but Y/N?” He shook his head.

           “Eric, please,” Y/n begged. “Trust me, this is not the way we wanted you to find out.”

           He jerked his head to look at her. “How did you want me to find out?”

           She shrugged her shoulders nervously. “I don’t know, but somewhere along the lines we wanted to tell you.”

           “And how did you think I would take that?!” he yelled. “You’re sleeping with my best friend! I can’t believe you guys would do this to me!”

           “Okay, first all, Forman, we’re not doing anything to you,” Hyde defended. “In fact, this isn’t about you at all. And second of all, it’s nothing like that. It’s more than that now.”

           Eric’s face darkened. “What do you mean by that?”

           Hyde cast his eyes down and looked to Y/n before turning his gaze back to Eric. “I love her, man.”

           “WHAT?!” Eric practically screamed. He dragged a hand down his face and started to pace behind the couch.

Y/n stayed seated as she watched her brother’s breathing becoming uneven and shaken. She knew that he was about to lose his cool.

“What the hell do you mean you love her?” he continued shouting. “Out of all the stupid crap you’ve pulled, this has got to be the dumbest one yet!”

“What do you mean by that?” Hyde asked offended.

“I think you know exactly what I mean,” he replied. “You stringing my sister along for fun, making her believe that you’re in love with her and then when you get tired of her, you’re going to dump her for the next girl that comes along.”

“That’s what you think I’m doing?” Hyde was getting visibly angry. “You think I would that to her? I’m not freaking Kelso!”

“I don’t see you denying it!”

“Hang on!” Y/n shouted, standing from her seat. “Do you really think I’m naïve to fall for something like that again?”

“Well, you did before,” Eric spat.

Y/n’s blood started to boil. “That’s nothing compared to what Steven and I have! What he is saying is true because I love him too!”

Eric’s face fell and flushed red, clenching his teeth. “How long?”

“How long what?” Y/n asked.

“How long has this been going on?”

“Well, uh, since June,” she answered.

“So, you’ve been dating secretly for four months and never thought of when to tell me?! When were you going to tell me? After you guys secretly got married? Or after the birth of your first secret child?”

“It’s not like we wanted to hurt you,” Y/n defended. “We didn’t plan for anyone else to find out either.”

“Everybody else knows?!” Eric shouted.

“Nice going,” Hyde grumbled, elbowing Y/n’s arm. Gently, of course.

“Uh—yeah. They kind of…found out on their own. Except for Fez. Kelso told him, but other than that, yeah. They caught on.”

“How do you think Mom and Dad are going to take it when they find out their daughter is screwing the town’s rebel?!”

“You mean the one they took in?” she asked angrily. “The one who they love like another son?”

“I’m warning you now when Dad finds out, you’re dead. Both of you. And I mean literally,” Eric warned and continued to pace.

“I know, but this a risk that we’re willing to take,” she said and walked over to where Hyde was standing and wrapped her arms around his waist. Steven wrapped a protective arm around her and held her close. “I love him and he loves me. I’m actually happy.”

“I know this hard for you to get through your thick skull, but I really do love her, man. For the first time ever, I’m happy,” Steven said, more calmly this time.

“Stop saying that!” Eric screeched.

“It’s true, man!” Hyde yelled back. “Will you quit acting like a two-year-old and actually have a decent conversation?”

“You don’t get to tell me how to act when you’ve been going behind my back like this,” Eric growled. “Don’t you dare tell me how to act!”

“This is why we didn’t want to tell you!” Y/n said. “We knew you’d act like this!”

“How am I supposed to act, Y/n? I mean, for four months, four damn months, you’ve been doing whatever you’ve been doing in secret. I can barley understand all of this. I don’t know how the hell you expect me to accept this!”

“Well, you’re gonna have to because this isn’t going to end anytime soon!” Hyde said.

Eric finally stopped pacing and looked Hyde straight in the eye. “You know what bothers me the most? That I gave you more than one chance to tell me the truth and you lied to me. I’m supposed to be your best friend, your brother, and you couldn’t even come to me to say, ‘Hey man, I like your sister and I’m thinking of asking her out. Just thought I’d give you a heads up,’” Eric said, doing an impression of Hyde.

Hyde unhooked his arm from Y/n’s shoulder. “Okay, first of all the impression, uncanny,” he said sarcastically. “And second, even if I did come to you first you still wouldn’t be okay with it.”

“Of course not!” he said. “But it still would’ve been better than being lied to!”

Hyde and Y/n grew quiet and looked at each other. As much as they hated to admit it, he was right. They should’ve at least said something to him before all this.

“You know what? I can’t even look at you two right now,” Eric finally said and walked over to the door, grabbing his coat from the rack.

“Where you going?” Y/n asked, tears beginning to surface.

“Anywhere but here!” Eric shouted and slammed the door on his way out.

“Damn it,” Y/n groaned, rubbing her hands down her face. “I knew this was going to blow up in our faces.”

“Let’s just give him some space,” Hyde said and brought her in for a hug. “It’ll be okay. He can’t stay mad forever.”

“What was all that yelling about?” Kitty asked, coming down the stairs.

Y/n pushed herself away from Hyde and stood close to him. “We got into a fight with Eric.”

“You two got into a fight with Eric?” she asked surprised. “Why? What happened?”

“Donna and Eric had a fight,” Hyde and Y/n answered quickly together.

“Nice!” Y/n laughed.

“Alright!” Hyde laughed with her.

Y/n turned back to her mother. “We sided with her and now he’s all pissed at us.”

“What about this time?” Kitty asked.

“I’m not too sure,” Y/n lied. “Something about Star Wars.”

“Oh, for the love of God,” she responded, rolling her eyes. “Those two fight over the dumbest things.”

“You can say that again,” Hyde said, chuckling to himself.

“Well, when Eric gets back, make you sure tell him dinner’s almost ready.” She trotted back up the stairs, leaving the couple along again.

They sighed together and collapsed on the couch next to each other.

“What are we going to do?” Y/n groaned and dropped her head on his shoulder.

Hyde kissed her head and sighed as he put his arm around her. “I don’t know, but we’ll figure it out.”

“I love you.”

A small smile crept up on his face. “I love you too.”

                                               ⧝⧝⧝

The next day at the hub, the gang, again minus Eric, sat around a table eating burgers and fries. Y/n slurped on a milkshake while listening to Jackie’s incessant rant about God-knows-what.

“So, then as Brittany took the position of head cheerleader from me, now the whole squad has been completely ignoring me and talking behind my back. That skank wad,” said Jackie, crossing her arms.

“I thought you quit cheerleading?” Y/n asked.

“Yeah, but then I realized I needed to go back to my natural habitat. Snobby and bitchy.”

“At least you’re honest,” Y/n said..

“So, you talked to Eric, huh?” Donna asked.

“Yeah, and he didn’t take it well at all,” Hyde responded.

“Well what happened?” Fez asked.

Y/n and Hyde went into the details of what happened the night before with everyone’s eyes glued to their faces.

“Man, he’s taking this a lot harder than I thought,” Donna said, leaning back and taking a sip of her soda.

“I’m not surprised,” Kelso piped up. “I mean, he hated it when me and Laurie got together, but yours is way worse.”

Y/n squinted at him. “How is this worse, exactly?”

“Well, me and Laurie were just doing it,” he responded. “You guys actually feelings for each other.”

“No, you idiot,” said Fez. “If he was just doing her he would be angrier because then Hyde would look at her just like a hot piece of meat instead of actually having feelings for her.”

“Thanks, Fez,” Y/n said, happy that someone made that point.

“Or,” Kelso said. “He’s madder because this is a thing that’s going to stick and not just be a fling and get over with.”

“That’s also a good point,” Jackie said.

Y/n gave a look to Donna and shook her head before continuing. “Anyway, I don’t know what else to do.”

“There’s nothing you really can do,” Donna responded. “He knows now and there’s nothing you can say or do to make him any less pissed.”

“Except if you two broke up,” Jackie said.

“Oh, I got it!” Kelso said, snapping his fingers. “You two should break up!”

“Kelso!” Hyde and Y/n said in unison.

“No! I mean you two should fake break up and then Forman won’t be so mad at you anymore,” he responded.

“Well, that’s not too bad of an idea,” Jackie said.

“What’s the point of that?” Hyde said. “He’s already pissed off at us for lying to him. What makes you think this one is better?”

“Yeah, good point,” Fez said. “Well, then Donna is right. There’s nothing you can do.”

Y/n sighed and leaned back, rubbing her temples. “This sucks.”

“I know, but he’ll come to accept it,” Donna said. “Especially if this is going to last.”

“What Miss Kitty and Mr. Red?” Fez asked. “Red is a fireball. He’s going to lose his crap.”

Everybody gasped.

“Red!” Kelso shouted. “I didn’t even think about him!” Then he started laughing. “You’re so dead, man.”

Hyde glared at him. “You think we didn’t think of that?”

“Well, we’re eighteen now. He can’t tell us what to do and who to be with,” Y/n said, turning to Steven. “He’s going to have to get over it.”

“Yeah, after he sticks his foot in your ass,” Donna laughed.

“I’ll take it,” Hyde said and put his arm around her shoulders. “I’ll take anything for you.”

Y/n giggled as everyone awe’d at him.

“Shut up!” Hyde yelled, but a smile formed on his face anyway.

A ding at the door caused the group to turn around. Zack stood at the entrance and made his way over to Y/n once he made eye contact with her. Y/n internally groaned.

“So, you’re with the school burnout now huh?” Zack mocked. “I knew you wouldn’t be able to find someone better than me.”

Y/n blinked at him. “Great. You’re back. Don’t you have to be annoying somewhere else? Like in college? Or did you fail and disappoint them too?”

“BURN!” Kelso shouted, laughing along with the rest of the group.

“I didn’t fail out,” he defended. “They kicked me out.”

Y/n laughed. “For what? For spiking the sorority girls’ punch?”

“No,” he said, growing frustrated at everyone’s laughter. “I broke into the girl’s locker room and drilled a hole through the wall.”

Y/n through her head back and laughed. “Yeah, you know what, I upgraded. And my guy maybe a ‘burnout’ but at least he doesn’t cheat on me with some skank.”

“I only cheated because you wouldn’t put out,” he said, his cheeks puffing out.

“Yeah, get lost, Loser,” Y/n said, throwing the word back in his face.

He pfft’d and smacked Hyde in the arm. “Good luck with this bitch, man.”

Hyde glared at Zack before slowly standing and winding his fist back and connecting it to his nose. Zack cried out and held his nose in his hand.

“What the hell, you prick?!” he shouted.

“Call my girlfriend a bitch again and I’ll make sure you’ll be the first person to touch his chin to his ass!” Steven shouted. “Get the hell out of here!”

Zack didn’t respond as he scrambled out of the building.

“That was awesome!” Donna cried out, laughing.

“Yeah, that was,” Kelso said, smiling. “I’ve never heard a guy scream like a bitch before.”

“Me neither,” Y/n chuckled and looked to Hyde. “By the way, that was so hot.”

“I gotta protect my girl,��� he said and leaned in for a kiss. Y/n smiled into the kiss as she placed her hand on his face, scratching his sideburns.

“Oh, God,” Eric called out from the door, feeling disgusted seeing them being affectionate.

Hyde and Y/n pulled apart and looked at Eric.

“Hi,” Y/n said. “What are you doing here?”

“I thought I’d come down and see my dear sister with our dear friends, to try and maybe to hang out and get some normalcy, but seeing you two makes me want to vomit.”

“Oh, come on, Eric,” Donna said. “It’s not like this Kelso and Laurie.”

“That’s what I said!” Hyde said, trying to deflate the situation.

“Besides, they’re kind of cute together,” Donna said with a smile on her face. She looked to Y/n who mouthed a ‘thank you’ and winked at her. “You can’t stay mad at them forever.”

“Maybe not, but I can for a really, really long time,” he answered and was about to walk out the door when Y/n stopped him.

“Eric, wait no,” she said and got up, grabbing his hand. “Please don’t go. Sit with us.”

“Look, Y/n. I can’t. You have no idea how angry I am that you lied to me. We’re twins and we’re not supposed to have any secrets between us. We share everything, but you know the thing that really hurts the most? It’s that you felt like you couldn’t come to me at all. I can understand Mom and Dad, especially Dad because he’s well, scary, but me? I thought we were best friends and you trusted me enough to come to me.”

Tears filled Y/n’s eyes. “Eric, I do.”

“Clearly not enough,” he said, hurt laced in his face and drew his hand back from hers. He looked to Hyde who looked like he felt deep guilt. “We’re supposed to be best friends and you couldn’t even tell me the truth the first time. You clearly don’t care about anyone else but yourselves.”

“Eric, that’s not fair!” Y/n cried.

“You want to talk to me about fairness?!” he raised his voice again. “This isn’t fair. None of this is fair! It wasn’t fair that you went behind my back and started doing it! Or, that you couldn’t even come tell me that you have fallen in love with each other! That’s not fair.”

He walked out the Hub, leaving Y/n in tears. She sat back down and rested her head in the crook of Hyde’s neck, face turned away from the group so they couldn’t see her tears.

Hyde wrapped his around her waist and held her close, trying his best to comfort her.

“I’m sorry Y/n,” Donna said. “I’ll talk to him later.”

“But he’s right,” Y/n croaked out and turned her face back to them. “This isn’t fair to him and we did him wrong.”

“But you can’t help how you feel,” Jackie said sweetly. “It’s not like you did this to get back at Eric for something. You two truly do love each other and if he cared about you, he wouldn’t be so angry.”

“No, he has every right to be,” Y/n said, wiping her eyes. “Yes, we have strong feelings for each other, but we still went behind his back and betrayed him. He has every right to feel the way he does.”

No one else knew what to say, but to look at each other.

“I gotta go,” Y/n said and ran out before anyone else could see more tears.

“I should go too,” Hyde said. “This is my fault too.”

He got up and walked out after her, feeling the same guilt as she did.

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#Steven Hyde #steven hyde x reader #that 70s show #That '70s Show #that 70's show fanfic #Eric Forman #Donna Pinciotti #Michael Kelso #jackie burkhart #fez #fez x jackie #i just love when fez sings this because it's so cute haha

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Book Review: Foreshadow: Stories to Celebrate the Magic of Reading and Writing YA

Title: Foreshadow: Stories to Celebrate the Magic of Reading and Writing YA

Author: Emily X.R. Pan and Nova Ren Suma (Editors)

Genres:  Anthology, SciFi/Fantasy, Contemporary

Pages: 352

Publisher: Algonquin Young Readers

Review Copy: ARC from Publisher

Availability: Available Now

Summary: Thirteen Short Stories from Bold New YA Voices & Writing Advice from YA Icons

Created by New York Times bestselling authors Emily X. R. Pan and Nova Ren Suma, Foreshadow is so much more than a short story collection. A trove of unforgettable fiction makes up the beating heart of this book, and the accompanying essays offer an ode to young adult literature, as well as practical advice to writers.

Featured in print for the first time, the thirteen stories anthologized here were originally released via the buzzed-about online platform Foreshadow. Ranging from contemporary romance to mind-bending fantasy, the Foreshadow stories showcase underrepresented voices and highlight the beauty and power of YA fiction. Each piece is selected and introduced by a YA luminary, among them Gayle Forman, Laurie Halse Anderson, Jason Reynolds, and Sabaa Tahir.

What makes these memorable stories tick? What sparked them? How do authors build a world or refine a voice or weave in that deliciously creepy atmosphere to bring their writing to the next level? Addressing these questions and many more are essays and discussions on craft and process by Nova Ren Suma and Emily X. R. Pan.

This unique compilation reveals and celebrates the magic of reading and writing for young adults.

Review: When I first learned of the concept of Foreshadow that Emily X.R. Pan and Nova Ren Suma developed, I was so excited. I found the concept intriguing and was glad they were choosing to highlight marginalized voices. When I learned of the print version my excitement bubbled over again.

And what editors Pan and Suma have done with the anthology is a love letter to amazing stories and the craft of writing itself. Each story is introduced by an established YA author that gives just a hint about what the story is about. Each story also includes an author’s note at the end where we get a glimpse at what inspired each author to write their short story. It’s at this point is where this anthology becomes unique. After each story either Pan or Suma give a brief reflection on what each story excels at from a craft issue. Reflections include topics such as Voice, Mood, Plot Twist, Romance, Imagery, and Motif. From a teacher’s standpoint I loved these craft insights as I could see using them in the creative writing classroom as discussion lead ins. And as a writer, it allowed me to really look at a particular craft technique that the writer excelled at and digest the story differently. After some of these craft reflections we are gifted with some amazing writing prompts. My favorite one was called “The Ending of the World” which encouraged writers to craft a piece about a character’s world ending either figuratively or literally. The prompt reminded me both as a teacher of teens and a yet-to-be published YA writer that small moments in a teens life can be “world ending” and we have to give space for those moments. But the craft goodness doesn’t end here. At the end of the anthology, Pan and Suma give space to the editors of the anthology to discuss the editing process and their approach to cultivating an author’s voice. For me, this was an insightful glimpse at the editing process of not just an anthology but of a novel. (full disclosure: I submitted a short story to Foreshadow and was rejected of course. However, I received lovely feedback from the editors/readers to help improve the piece, so I can attest to the care they all took in uplifting emerging authors.) The anthology ends with a writing prompt that so lovingly wraps everything together with a prompt of inspiring words that will hopefully spark a story in a writer. Foreshadow is a perfect anthology filled with beautiful stories that will touch a reader, while at the same time inspire others to take up a pen and write.

I can’t wax poetic about this anthology without mentioning some of the stories that I really loved. Mayra Cueva’s “Resilient” broke my heart as the story is about Marisol and her cousin Rosita who leave Puerto Rico after Hurricane Maria for a job at a turkey processing plant in South Dakota. The story really brought home how Hurricane Maria completely upended the lives of everyone on the island and how our government failed them. The story ends on a positive note with Marisol changing her state of mind and deciding that being resilient will be what gets her through her time in South Dakota. Another story that I loved was Gina Chen’s “Fools”. Chen’s story is a fantasy where the magic came alive and I fell in love with all the characters. Fanny is a teen without a heart, literally, but she is the heart of the story in her relationships with her grandmother and the other magical girls who live on the island. Her world is changed when a demon, named Sidoi/Dimen, crosses into her realm. The two develop a fun push and pull relationship that challenges Fanny to grow in ways she couldn’t imagine. I would totally love to see a novel with these two as the main characters going on adventures. Lastly, Nora Elghazzawi’s “Solace” was a touching story of a teen overcoming her grief. Laila is on the verge of adulthood but is directionless as she is still dealing with the death of her younger brother. She is being encouraged by school counselors and her parents to move on, while also cultivating a relationship with Gabe Briar who has also experienced loss. The story also hints that Laila might have been teetering on a food discorder due to her grief and I like that the story focused on her healing, how her gardening helped her heal, but was also in a sense what was holding her back.

In addition to being moving stories, all of the works in Foreshadow are beautifully written. There was so much thought and care that was put into this anthology and it comes through to the reader. If I were teaching high school creative writing I would definitely use this anthology in my classroom. Readers will enjoy this anthology for the richness of all the stories and the insight into craft. Writers will appreciate the chance to dig a little deeper into each story to help them improve their craft. Emily X.R. Pen and Nova Ren Suma put their heart and soul into Foreshadow and we are all the richer for it.

#book review #weneeddiversebooks #ownvoices

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New Releases for the Week of Oct. 19

Here are the new releases we're watching for this week.

My Heart Underwater by Laurel Flores Fantauzzo Quill Tree Books

After Corazon’s mother catches her kissing her older female teacher, Corazon is sent to the Philippines to live with a half brother she barely knows. There she learns more about loss and love than she could have ever imagined.

Corazon Tagubio is an outcast at her Catholic school. She’s attending on scholarship, she keeps to herself, and her crush on her teacher Ms. Holden doesn’t help anything. At home, Cory’s less-than-perfect grades disappoint her mom and dad, who are already working overtime to support her distant half brother in the Philippines.

When an accident leaves her dad comatose, Cory feels like Ms. Holden is the only person who really sees her. But when a crush turns into something more and the secret gets out, Cory is sent to her half brother. She’s not prepared to face a stranger in an unfamiliar place, but she begins to discover how the country that shaped her past might also change her future. — Cover image and summary via Goodreads

Cane Warriors by Alex Wheatle Andersen Press

Nobody free till everybody free. Moa is fourteen. The only life he has ever known is toiling on the Frontier sugar cane plantation for endless hot days, fearing the vicious whips of the overseers. Then one night he learns of an uprising, led by the charismatic Tacky. Moa is to be a cane warrior, and fight for the freedom of all the enslaved people in the nearby plantations. But before they can escape, Moa and his friend Keverton must face their first great task: to kill their overseer, Misser Donaldson. Time is ticking, and the day of the uprising approaches . . . Irresistible, gripping and unforgettable, Cane Warriors follows the true story of Tacky’s War in Jamaica, 1760. — Cover image and summary via Goodreads

FORESHADOW: Stories to Celebrate The Magic of Reading & Writing YA edited by Emily X.R. Pan & Nova Ren Suma Algonquin Young Readers

Thirteen Short Stories from Bold New YA Voices & Writing Advice from YA Icons

Created by New York Times bestselling authors Emily X. R. Pan and Nova Ren Suma, Foreshadow is so much more than a short story collection. A trove of unforgettable fiction makes up the beating heart of this book, and the accompanying essays offer an ode to young adult literature, as well as practical advice to writers.

Featured in print for the first time, the thirteen stories anthologized here were originally released via the buzzed-about online platform Foreshadow. Ranging from contemporary romance to mind-bending fantasy, the Foreshadow stories showcase underrepresented voices and highlight the beauty and power of YA fiction. Each piece is selected and introduced by a YA luminary, among them Gayle Forman, Laurie Halse Anderson, Jason Reynolds, and Sabaa Tahir.

What makes these memorable stories tick? What sparked them? How do authors build a world or refine a voice or weave in that deliciously creepy atmosphere to bring their writing to the next level? Addressing these questions and many more are essays and discussions on craft and process by Nova Ren Suma and Emily X. R. Pan.

This unique compilation reveals and celebrates the magic of reading and writing for young adults.

#New Releases #YALit