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Documentation on a Silver Exorcist, a Small Medium, a Smiling Siren, et al. - Chapter 1

Chapter 1 - Stars Align: Emma Xing Qixin, Tech Support and Professional Administrator of the Unofficial Zheng Ge’s Fanclub

The rustling of the seven large plastic packages of heavily discounted ramen complements the unforgivably nasty squeak of the styrofoam that protects the equally heavily discounted century eggs that Emma had spent the last of her weekly budget on. Squashed together in a trusty, faded blue shopping bag, they are placed very carefully on the chair. Her backpack is dropped just slightly less carefully onto another chair, and she rolls her shoulders, breathing in the various blends of caffeine and sugar wafting around the SunDollarsTM store that she had desperately scouted for.

Xiqiang glides into the chair opposite, and with an elegant slide of an arm, slips Emma’s other equally faded blue shopping bag on to the seat beside her. Emma doesn’t understand how a human being can be that graceful, and sends a silent apology to her mom for being a failure of a daughter.

“I will order some refreshments,” Xiqiang’s voice washes over the background noise of the other patrons in the café. “What would you like? It will be my treat.”

“Oh no no no, no need! I have -” Emma grunts as she bends over her backpack and pulls down the zipper ornamented with the keychain of a blond cyborg, “a gazillion SundollarsTM gift cards! My college orientation and faculty events have the occasional lucky draws or mini contests, and I’d always get something out of them. It’s great, really. I regift them to my friends for birthdays. Saves me time and money from having to buy actual birthday presents. I keep my money, they get their coffee. But. Um. You didn’t hear that.” With some difficulty, she wrestles out a bright red gift card from the stack that is threatening to burst out of the seams of the pouch sewn into her backpack. “Ah, I’ll save this table. Could you help me order a large caramel frappe? And maybe one of their giant cookies. Any flavour is fine. Please and thank you!”

A pause. “Very well,” Xiqiang graciously replies as she accepts the gift card.

Seven minutes later, Emma is happily slurping down her frappe as a countdown timer to the livestream event pops up on her laptop screen. 47 minutes to go. Her ears are now plugged with a pair of earphones. Opposite her, Xiqiang is steadily typing away on her laptop with unnaturally impeccable posture.

It is at this very moment. That the universe decides to be an utter demon and opens the gates of chaos on what was supposed to have been a peaceful night with Emma Xing and the livestream of her Zheng ge, actor-singer and golden-hearted, multi-talented John Zheng.

Incoming Video Call: Estelle Xing

Emma accepts the call on her phone, and props it up on the table with the camera angled at her. She connects her second pair of earphones (won from a secondary school Poetry-in-Motion Competition with her epic poem Blood is a Vein Work of Art-eries) and stuffs the side with the microphone into her right ear. “Mom.”

“Emma. The house has no WiFi. My phone has not enough data to stream Gege’s event.”

“What. Why? Is it the router again? Did you turn it off for thirty seconds and turn it back on again?”

"Yes. Actually, I called Cellularity and they said that they were having a city-wide network issue.”

“Tch. D*mn company. I keep telling you to switch service providers!” Emma pinches the bridge of her nose. “Wait, where’s Gramma? We all know she's the tech-savvy one, shame on you.”

“... She’s with her tai chi group today.”

“What?! I thought that was next week! And how could she miss Gege’s stream?!”

“... They rescheduled because one of their grandsons is getting married next week...”

“... Just... Go to a café or somewhere with WiFi and stream it there. Do you have leftover SundollarsTM gift cards from my last visit?”

Emma’s mom grimaces. “Yes. See, I actually thought of that. I’m at the nearest one.” The camera angle wobbles, and the queue of chattering teenagers at the cashier behind Emma’s mom blips into view for a hot second.

Emma feels a strange sense of pride well up in her chest. “Mommy! So smart!”

Mommy laughs weakly. “Haha. Ah. Yah. I bought a strawberry shake. And then they told me that SunDollarsTM’s WiFi is actually with Cellularity. All the branches. In the whole city.”

… “Mom. Why is your luck so bad. Also. Why! Are! You! Drinking a strawberry shake! You are diabetic!”

“Almost diabetic! And this is low sugar! And! All my good luck was used up to give birth to you. Emmiee~”

“Don’t Emmie me! Aiyah, hang up hang up, don’t waste your data. I’ll message Danny. He’s with DiGiTellTM, not that bloodsucking Cellularity. You can go leech off his Wifi.”

“Aiyoh, your Danny, how can you do this to him - “

“ByeMomloveyou.” Emma ends the call, and snatches her phone off the table to begin typing at the lightspeed typical of her generation. The baby blue smiley starfish phone charm attached to it smacks her knuckles.

“Um. Pardon me,” Xiqiang coughs politely. Emma’s eyes dart up. “Your earphones weren’t connected properly.”

Oh.

“Oh. Aaaaaaahahahahahahaha! Ha! Sorry about that! I’ll just...” Emma mumbles and screws in the earphone jack infinitesimally. “... tighten... this. I don’t use this pair very much. I forgot it does that. Sorry.”

“It is fine.” Xiqiang blinks at her curiously. “Your mother is in WalaysiaTM?”

Emma’s fingers pause in their assault on her phone’s keyboard, brown eyes wide. “How did you know? Oh. Oh of course.” She slaps her forehead. “Our SundollarsTM WiFi here is obviously fine. We obviously don’t have Cellularity here in CanataTM. And yeah, I kind of revert to my accent when I’m with my family. You can tell?”

Xiqiang nods politely. “I see. Well, I do hope that this works out for you and your mother. You seem to be... close?”

Emma beams. “Thanks!” She returns to her phone.

LuckyStar: Danny.

No reply. She frowns.

LuckyStar: Danny DanyDanny. Dannyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy

Seen by BetterDanU 7.08PM

Emma’s nostrils flare.

LuckyStar: DANNY YOU DIPSTICK WAKE UP WAKEUP I KNOW UR AWAKE EMERGENCY

LuckyStar: DANIEL NG! U WAKE UP OR ILL POST THAT NEW YEARS VIDEO OF U. U KNOW WHICH ONE

BetterDanU: …

BetterDanU: I actually WAS SLEeping because some ppl actually have to WORK friday nite and want to zzz sat morning.

BetterDanU: Have u not headr of timezones. WHAT DO U WANT

LuckyStar: Liar, i know ur schedule, u were def not sleeping.

LuckyStar: Gege’s livestream is today!

BetterDanU: … I know. U wouldnt shut up abt it. wat do u want

LuckyStar: Cellularity’s wifi is down all city and mom cant stream it

BetterDanU: tell her to go to sundollars

LuckyStar: sundollars is w cellularity! 😡

BetterDanU: … bloodsuckers.

LuckyStar: I KNOW. Anyway, mom is at the sundollars near our house. U know which one. Go pick her up n let her use ur wifi pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaz

BetterDanU: …......… fine.

LuckyStar: tnx ur the best!

BetterDanU: go away

With that situation handled, Emma neatly bites off one point of her star-shaped cookie, and turns her eyes back to her laptop screen. 36 minutes to go.

Score: Emma – 1; Universe – 0.

The Universe decides to try again.

Incoming Video Call: Emily Xing

Emma slowly swipes across her phone screen after triple-checking that her earphones are 100% plugged in.

“... Hi Gramma.”

“Emma!” Several ladies’ heads of various artificial shades of red, brown and black bob into view behind Emma’s grandmother’s face on Emma’s phone. “Why can’t we log in to your VooDooTM account on Mimi’s computer?”

“... Gramma, did you all reschedule your tai chi group to watch Gege’s stream together using my VIP account which you definitely bragged about to them?”

“Emily, we kowtow! Your Emma is the best!” hollers one of the ladies. Emma’s grandmother preens.

Gramma, Emma despairs, why are you so Asian?

“Emmie~”

Emma closes her eyes and mutters, “Don’t Emmie me...”

“We have VooDooTM open on my laptop, but there is seven of us and one laptop is not enough! Mimi’s computer cannot access the page! It says – it says – what does it say?!” Emma’s grandmother yells.

“This content is not available in your country!” Aunty Mimi yells back from somewhere behind.

Emma sighs in exasperation, “Gramma, they’ll need to install a VPN. Do you remember how we did it on your computer?”

Emma’s grandmother is stunningly silent for a solid three seconds, and shakes her head. Emma sighs again. “What’s the address?”

One minute later:

LuckyStar: Danny danny danny

LuckyStar: is everytng ok w mom?

BetterDanU: yeah, shes taken over my living room and tv I hooked up to the comp.

BetterDanU: Shes drinkin a poisonous lppking pink drink and eating those giant star cookies they hv. Theyre not going to last until the end of the dtream.

LuckyStar: … wait.

LuckyStar: wHAT COOKIES. Get them away frm her, shes almost diabetic!

BetterDanU: how can someone be slmost diabetic???

BetterDanU: … she says its low sugar. theyre actually rpetty good.

BetterDanU: *pretty

LuckyStar: u traitor! and of all the typos to correct!

BetterDanU: ….......

LuckyStar: anyway, DANNY I NEED UR HELP ITS ANOTHER EMERGENCY

BetterDanU: what now

LuckyStar: dont tell mom this,

BetterDanU: oh? gossip?

LuckyStar: but gramma is with her taichi grp now and theyre trying to stream Gege’s event on two computers but the second one wont work becz they need vpn on that one

BetterDanU: Wow. brutal gramma.

LuckyStar: danny pleeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaase can u go help them install the vpn

LuckyStar: pleeeeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaase 🥺🥺🥺

BetterDanU: ….............

BetterDanU: where r they

Twenty-ish minutes and one VPN install and seven impressed old ladies and one harrassed Daniel Ng later, Emma daintily bites off the second point of her star cookie.

Emma – 2; Universe – 0.

Xiqiang sips her tea quietly as Emma narrates this second victory to her, and then digresses into hero-worshipping multi-talented, golden-hearted John Zheng.

Emma swoons. “We all stan him so much across multiple generations! Sure, he’s eye candy, but you know what, even I can admit that, objectively, he’s not the best looking. No but!” She sucks in some of her frappe to quickly rehydrate, “Even though his eyes are not 100% symmetrical, you know they’re 100% real! Can’t say the same about everyone else! Not that there’s anything wrong with that. And! Even though his teeth aren’t 100% perfect... You should see his smile! Oh! My! Heart!” She clutches said heart. “So genuine! Like a bunny! And most of all, that VOICE! That BRAIN! And that HEART!”

Xiqiang tilts her head slightly in what is definitely interest.

“You should watch his songs and dramas and his interviews! He’s really mature, has a charming sort of wisdom, and he really understands his characters. He works so, so hard, and he’s super nice to everyone, even his janitors! And even his haters! Like, what the heck!” A deep sigh. “He is. The Best Guy. In the Universe.”

And thus, the Universe’s third Attempt at utter buffoonery manifests itself in the yet another round of buzzing of Emma’s Very Tired phone. Emma slowly slumps in her seat. Xiqiang’s almond eyes flick to the poor phone, and she excuses herself as she returns to her own laptop for business-y exorcist stuff.

Emma breathes in. Very Deeply. And returns to her Very Tired phone.

Alicia: Hi Emma!

Alicia: Its been a while. I hope you are well!

Emma scrolls up to check the last conversation she had with Alicia. Eight months ago, when they had exchanged the obligatory birthday wishes, and then slinked back to their respective lives until the next birthday.

It’s a bit sad, actually. Emma and a handful of secondary school friends had once been pretty tight, having gone through the horrors of academia and adolescence together. But ever since graduation, everyone had sort of just... drifted apart. With the exception of Danny, practically everyone she knew and was close to had gone on to different cities and even countries to pursue tertiary education in fields so varied you would wonder how everyone had even managed to grow up together in the same academic cohort forced to take up certain courses due to the way their country’s totally not flawed educational system had been structured because of course everyone absolutely agrees on the complete relevance to real life that is inherent in subjects such as Physics and Geography and Moral Studies (which, in all fairness, would be considered a fairly necessary subject especially in today’s society, had it not been based on pure rote memorisation of the regimented definitions of pre-determined moral values instead of critically applying said moral values in the written scenarios thrown to them every exam) and flippin’ dipsticky CALCULUS and and and -

And we digress.

Emma: Alicia! It’s been a while!

Emma: How may I help u?

Alicia: Heehee. 😇

Alicia: iirc, I think u mentioned that u got a VIP VooDooTM account?

Emma: … Alicia you leech! Go buy ur own account!

Alicia: im poor and u know it!

Emma: We’re millennials! We're all poor!

Emma: go upgrade with a 30 day free trial. Then just unsubscribe after.

Alicia: I can’t. 😭 I did it before and ti remembers my email add and wont let me do it again.

Alicia: *it *won’t

Emma: Then use another email add! We’re millennials! Who doesn’t have a back up email account?

Alicia: I did! I used up my JmailTM, insightTM, innet, etc etc accounts last year

Emma: Use ur parents’!

Alicia: I did! They were

Alicia: Confused when they got the notifs but thank goodness they thought it was Junk 😊

Emma: … Girl, how much drama do you watch on there.

Alicia: Too much. Im in too many fandoms.

Alicia: EMMA PLEASE! It's just to watch John Zhengs promo livestream for The Fox today! I swear I will not misuse ur account!

Alicia: One day when I have money, I swear I will buy my own account.

Emma: That is a lie and we both know it.

Alicia: 🤐

Emma remembers their shared afternoons of literal tears after every Calculus test they barely passed, and curses her soft heart as she gives Alicia her user name and password in an act of benevolence which she somehow has a feeling she will come to regret.

Alicia: Thank you sm. U rock!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Emma: Its so u don’t get desperate enough to do anytng illegal.

Alicia: We both know im not that smart lol

Emma: We are legal! And scrupulous!

Emma: For Zheng ge!

Alicia: For Zheng ge!

“John Zheng seems to have an unusually loyal fanbase,” Xiqiang comments from behind her laptop. Emma nods absent-mindedly. She has barely bitten off the third point of her star cookie when her Very Very Tired phone begins buzzing again.

Incoming Video Call: BetterDanU

No longer keeping track of her score with the Universe, Emma sinks lower into her chair under Xiqiang’s intrigued gaze, and weakly answers her phone, “Hello?”

She does not expect her grandmother’s distraught face under the profile name of BetterDanU: “Emmie! Why can’t we log into your account with another computer? It says that – that – Danny ah, what does it say?”

Emma nearly spits out blood. “How many devices are you trying to log into?!” Her hard-earned, greatly coveted VIP account that no one else seemed to want to buy for themselves allowed simultaneous sign-ins to a maximum of ten different devices, a feature that was absolutely necessary for the three generations of the Xing family.

“Mimi’s daughters and granddaughters came downstairs and heard about Zheng ge’s livestream. Two laptops are not enough for all of us, so of course we had to get more!”

Emma sends a silent thank you to Danny who by now must be an expert on VPN installations. Speaking of which.

“Danny, you there? Just sign up for a free 30-day trial account. And don’t forget to unsubscribe later.”

“I did.” Danny’s muffled voice sounds admirably calm, but there is definitely the subtlest note of misery in it. “Aunty Mimi’s granddaughter invited her neighbourhood friends to watch the stream, and we are out of accounts.”

“How! Many! Computers?!”

Emma thinks she hears a suspicious clearing of the throat from Xiqiang that may or may not have been a laugh. Emma locks eyes with her in despair.

There is a tiny, tiny curl of Xiqiang’s lips as she casually remarks, “I am done with my e-mails for the day, and would like to relax with some form of entertainment. VooDooTM seems to have quite the selection of highly rated dramas like you advertised so eagerly to me earlier, and I have been told that there will be a promotional livestream this evening for the much-anticipated... The Fox?” There is definitely a sparkle in those almond eyes. “I thought it might interest you to know that I have decided to watch this livestream, and will do so on my newly purchased VIP account, the user details of which -” she slides over a SundollarsTM napkin covered in the prettiest handwriting Emma has ever had the good fortune to lay her bloodshot eyes on, “ - are written here.”

Emma stares at her with now goo-goo eyes. “Xiqiang! You are a literal angel!”

“Xi-what? Who are you with?” Danny’s head pops into view next to Gramma’s gleeful face.

“Danny! I’m hanging up! I’ll send you a new user account info you guys can use!”

“What -” his calm façade is definitely slipping.

Emma does not hear the curious titters of “Xiqiang? Wah! What an intimidating name!” “Who would dare to name their son Xiqiang?” “Must be very strong!” “Must be very shuai!” as she chirps in reply, “A professional exorcist, your saviour, and my new bf!”

A delicate clink of a white plate ladened with fresh chocolate chip muffins jerks Emma’s eyes up from her phone. “Oh, a snack for the stream? Xiqiang, did you order this? You shouldn’t have!”

Xiqiang leans forward to divide the muffins evenly. “It is fine.”

Danny chokes on the other line, “What what what -”

“Now don’t bother me anymore, Zheng ge’s livestream is going to start. Check your message! I’ll send you the info! See you later! Bye, Gramma! Bye, Aunties! Enjoy the stream! Zheng ge fighting!”

LuckyStar: [photo attached]

LuckyStar: Isn’t that THE prettiest handwriting you have ever seen?

LuckyStar: Oh, but if you can’t read it, the login name is YXQ_Gege

LuckyStar: and password is LuckyStar123

LuckyStar: wow. what a sense of humour.

LuckyStar: Anyway! U seriously rock! Thanks Danny! I owe u my life!

LuckyStar: Aunty mimi makes seriously good cakes, so u might as well stay.

LuckyStar: And remember, don’t tell mom!!!

BetterDanU: WHO IS XIQIANG AND WHY IS HIS PASSWORD UR USERNAME

The star cookie is decimated as Emma congratulates herself on a job well done against the schemes of the Universe. Her laptop screen is flooded with comments when John Zheng’s shy smile fades into view as the livestream finally, finally begins.

“Gege!” Emma whisper-squeals. “You can’t hear me and you don’t know I exist! But! You will not believe the night I’ve just had! Your face heals my eyes and your heart heals my soul!” She silences her desperately buzzing phone.

Xiqiang breathes in deeply, and lets herself smile for the first time in a very long time. After an unusual evening of using the Skytrain for the first time, encountering a low-levelled spirit which the Council had not thought to Cleanse, meeting the most interesting Class Three medium who was currently hugging her backpack as she immersed herself in a long-awaited livestream of a clearly beloved celebrity who she had taken great pains to introduce Xiqiang to, and putting the tiniest dent in her bank account to sign up for a VooDooTM account for various reasons, Xiqiang relaxes in her chair, and does not let herself think about tomorrow.

Character Profiles

1. Emma Xing Qixin

Emma is derived from the Germanic word ermen meaning "whole" or "universal". Emma is also used as a diminutive of Emmeline, Amelia or any other name beginning with "em".

星 (Xīng): star

运气 (Yùnqì): luck

欣 (Xīn): happy

Height: 154 cm; 5.05 ft | 159 cm (error; there is a story behind this)

Tools: Several reuseable shopping bags, backpack, blond cyborg keychain, laptop, secondhand phone, baby blue smiley starfish charm bought by her mom Estelle and customised further by her grandmother Emily

2. Xiqiang

希望 (Xīwàng): hope

强度 (Qiángdù): strength

For the sake of this story, “Xiqiang” is considered a very masculine name.

Height: 179 cm; 5.87 ft

Tools: Laptop, traditional calligraphy brush set, angled-tip pen set, normal ballpoint pen set

3. Estelle Xing

Estelle is a female given name of Latin origin, and means star.

星 (Xīng): star

Yes, her name literally means Star Star.

Emma Xing’s mother. Has rather bad luck. She admits that, although her daughter can drive her up the wall, she is her greatest blessing and happiness.

4. Daniel Ng

Daniel is a masculine given name and a surname of Hebrew origin. It means "God is my judge".

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia. Ng (pronounced [ŋ̍]; English approximation often /ɪŋ/ or /ɛŋ/) is a Cantonese transliteration of the Chinese surnames 吳/吴 (Mandarin Wú) and 伍 (Mandarin Wǔ). Alternately, it is a common Hokkien transcription of the name 黃/黄 (Pe̍h-ōe-jī: N̂ɡ, Mandarin Huáng).

Emma Xing’s errand boy. And former classmate. The real MVP.

5. Emily Xing

Emily: "rival" or industrious and hardworking, comes from the Latin name Aemilia.

星 (Xīng): star

Emma Xing’s grandmother. Is more techno-savvy than her daughter/Emma’s mother Estelle Xing. Story behind that TBA.

6. Alicia

Alicia means “of noble kind/sort/type” (from Germanic “adal” = noble + “heit” = kind/sort/type).

Emma Xing’s friend from secondary school. They have both narrowly passed Calculus exams together, which cannot be said for all their classmates.

7. John Zheng

The name John is a theophoric name originating from the Hebrew name יוֹחָנָן‎ (Yôḥānān), or in its longer form יְהוֹחָנָן‎ (Yəhôḥānān), meaning "YHWH has been gracious".

战争 (Zhànzhēng): war

Author is now too lazy to come up with a Chinese name, thank you very much.

Author’s Notes

Character profiles will not be written for every single character because ain’t nobody got time for that. They will be updated as the story progresses. If I have the discipline to actually write this dang story. \o/

This is just a test run. I have not truly touched creative writing in a very, very long time, and have sadly lost many different characters and plot bunnies over the years as I never had the will to just put pen to paper, or finger to keyboard. And neither have I ever tried tackling anything this ambitious, if you can call this ambitious. (Well, actually, I did make a pathetic attempt at a novel ten or so years ago, and reading THAT draft just made me cringe and shrivel up and die on the inside. Which will probably happen to this fic in ten years’ time? \o/ )

Oh my gosh, I’m so tired of formatting this now. Please excuse any typos because I just. Cannot.

If you somehow stumbled across this fic and read until the end, bless your heart, bless your eyes, and thank you for reading!

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cncobby · 5 years

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What musical you take them to see/watch together

JOEL: Rent

As avid theatre nerds you both regularly go see shows as often as you can

Anytime he has a few days off you try to see whatever show is being performed

He got you guys both season tickets for Christmas so even when he’s not there you can go see shows<3

Your all time fave to watch together is rent tho

Casual date nights where you guys stay in and watch movies?

Half the time you guys choose to watch rent

Misfits in New York during the aids epidemic?? Yes

When you guys are driving theres a 99% chance you both jam out to la vie boheme and out tonight

Duets to take me or leave me<33

“Babe I could be roger right”

“I hate to break it to you baby but you’re not the tormented rocker type”

“But you could be my mimi<3”

“…I’ll pass”

tears up everytime angel dies but then pretends he doesn’t

Bonus: face timing and watching bootlegs of new shows together since you’re both impatient

RICHARD: In The Heights

you totally forgot this show existed for awhile

when it randomly came on your broadway playlist you were like

“ohmygod YES”

we know he’s a music buff and loves all music he just never got the urge to listen to broadway songs

so you’re like “heh im gonna surprise him so hard”

its date night

and usually he’s the one who likes to plan them and surprise you since he doesnt get to see you that often but this time the tables have turned

he see’s you getting ready and is like why are u dressed so fancy???

ur just like shush go get changed into the outfit I laid out for you

And since he’s whipped for u he does it without question obviously

When u guys arrive at the theatre he’s a bit skeptical bc he’s not much of a broadway man

But when the first song he comes on and he hears:

“I emigrated from the single greatest little place in the Caribbean: Dominican Republic!”

His eyes get SO WIDE and baby gets so excited

he turns to u and is like !!!!

And you just smooch in response as to say

“yes I know baby thats why I took you here”

He LOVES the show

is laughing the entire show at all the cultural references and jokes

Afterwards he plants the biggest kiss on your lips

“Thank you for taking me here amor, I loved it”

You guys play the soundtrack on the way home

He’s literally obsessed

Plays the soundtrack when he’s cleaning the house

when he goes back on tour the boys send you snapchats of him shaking his booty to Carnaval de barrio

Joel: “I love this show but what have you DONE HE WONT LET US LISTEN TO ANYTHING ELSE”

ERICK: Lion King

probably not the biggest theatre fan??

but he knows that you’re a fan so baby boy tries to keep up with you whenever you go on rants about it

Gets you tickets to lion king for your birthday

Had to ask Joel what show to pick since he was an ex theatre kid

Joel was like … better pick one thats super well known

Surprisingly likes it more than he thought he would??

His favorite part is watching your face throughout the show though

Getting a smile whenever your eyes widened in excitement

Or you danced in your seat to the music

(You didn’t have the heart to tell him you’ve seen this four times but)

(its fine who gets tired of lion king?? No one)

kinda zones out but still appreciates all the vocals and theatricality of it!!

Honestly he’s there to make his princess happy and by your squealing afterwards he figures its a success

you end up showing him other shows and playing your broadway playlist for him

ends u liking the heather’s soundtrack out of all of them??

you’re like noted i’ll see if there are tickets

(he most def doesn’t realize its about teenage murder but hey the songs slap)

ZABDIEL: Hamilton

honestly the perfect show to take him to

Written and performed by a fellow Puerto Rican??? Yes

(We’re gonna pretend its original cast bc I love them ok)

Also we know he loves beatboxing and rapping and both those things are v prevalent in this show

He’d read lin’s little bio thing in the playbill and be like OMG BABE HE’S Puerto Rican TOO

You’d prob have to explain certain parts of it bc American history is so fucking confusing

Also why is Lafayette also Thomas Jefferson???

Why is Peggy also Maria Reynolds??

Guns and ships … so fast and baby finds it hard to keep up but is like entranced

LOVES THE SCHUYLER SISTERS

After the show you find him humming the song

(I mean we know he loves women in charge … throwback to that one video … if u know u know)

When he’s back on tour he sends you videos of him jamming to the soundtrack

Bonus: he sends you a vid of him Joel and erick reenacting Schuyler sisters

Also bonus: you show him the Hamilton mixtape afterwords and he’s literally OBSSESED

CHRISTOPHER: Wicked

You wanted to take your baby to a CLASSIC since he doesn’t keep up with broadway

Plus it was endearing having him try and keep up with you babbling about it

He kept whining that you couldn’t play broadway when he was there bc he wanted to sing along too but he didn’t know any of the words

So you were like fine I’m taking us to watch a show

You have to keep shushing him throughout the show bc he gets too excited

“Ohmygod”

“woOOW”

During elphaba’s last note in no good deed he literally GASPS SO LOUDLY

*smacking his arm*

*whisper yelling*

“Christopher shut UP”

He’s not a soft boy at all but even he tears up at for good

Literally nuts at the vocals

After the musical he’s like in shock at how good the vocals were

you find him practicing fiyero’s parts in the next few days

(This was ur master plan bc Christopher as fiyero?? Ur dream)

buying matching wicked merch!!!

#cnco #cncowners #cncowner #cnco imagines #cnco fanfic #cnco headcannon #joel pimentel #richard camacho #christopher velez #erick brian colon #zabdiel de jesus #broadway #musical theatre

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emeraldfic · 5 years

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Stormy:

Miami: Monday April 29, 2018 1:58 PM

Shit. I feel like complete shit and when I forced myself out of bed to shower, my reflection was showing me that I looked like shit too. My smeared make up and a neck full of hickies made me cringe.

Even after showering and brushing my teeth twice, I still felt gross and I couldn’t get the taste of vodka out of my mouth.

After freshening up the best I could I pulled on some sweats and went to get some water so I could down some Advil and catch this headache before it got the best of me. I was surprised to see Chris sitting at the breakfast bar. He was rubbing his temples like he was annoyed. After getting my glass of water I sat down next to him trying to quietly grab his attention without poking at his obvious aggravation.

“Hey.” He murmured forcing a smile

“Hi.” I smiled. “Are you okay?”

He slid his phone over to me and signaled with a nod towards the screen for me to see what was bothering him. I raised a brow seeing that his messages were pulled up, and sighed seeing they were from Mimi.

Mimi: REALLY CHRIS???? im w deja one night and ur out drinking w stormy the first chance u get?? not to mention u two were all over each other the whole time??? WTF!

To Mimi: ok? thought we were taking a break? wtf does it matter??

Mimi: BREAK? lmao ok. this is how u want to play it?? i just gave us space for a night to cool off ... but if u want a break that fine.

To Mimi: i do.

I handed back his phone and let out a sigh. I could feel warm tears sitting in the corners of my eyes. I feel so guilty. I’ve caused so much unnecessary drama since being here. I stood up and was about to make a run for my room but he stopped me.

“What’s wrong?”

“Chris... I can’t keep messing things up for you.”

“Messing things up? Stormy...” he chuckled “What are you messing up? I wanted this. Things were so rocky between her and I. We were due for some space.”

He pulled me in for a hug and I felt myself relaxing against him making me remember how tired I really was. I was hoping we could hide out on the couch and be lazy all day but when the buzzer went off I knew that wasn’t happening. He let whoever it was up and a few minutes later there was a knock on the door.

“Can I help you?”

“What’s up man, we’re from the furniture depot, we have a delivery for Chris.”

“Oh, yeah, yeah. That’s me.”

“Check over the info here and sign at the bottom for me, man and we’ll start bringing everything up.”

I could not hide my excitement. I clapped and jumped up and down thinking about how amazing my hunnies bedroom was going to be. It made the thought of her coming home soon all the more real!

About an hour later they had everything all hauled up and in her room. Chris headed off to the store to get us some drinks and snacks and I got ready for a long night.

“Let’s do this baby.” He smiled

Hearing the way ‘baby’ flowed off of his tongue so easily made me smile but U wasn’t going to make a big deal about it so I cracked open my monster and took in a big gulp acting like I hadn’t even heard it.

It was after nine when we had finally assembled everything. The bedroom set was so much more beautiful than I had remembered from the store. I was in love, and part of me wanted to cry. My emmy finally has everything she’s ever deserved thanks to Chris and I can’t wait for her to come home so he can finally have the chance to be the daddy she’s needed. I’m nervous for myself though... I’m getting a second shot at being her mom and I just hope I live up to her expectations.

When everything was arranged perfectly I put her clothes away, made up her bed and vacuumed up the floor. It looked so great, but it was missing the little things.. and her.

“You did a great job in here.” Chris said popping his head in.

“Its all thanks to you.” I reminded. “She’s gonna love it!”

I grabbed the last of the trash from the room and turned off the light. Chris followed behind me and shut the door after us. I was so tired, but so happy that I had got it all done today. I plopped down on the couch and Chris followed suit letting out what seemed to be a satisfied sigh.

“Come here and gimme a kiss.” he asked lowly.

I happily crawled into his lap with a smile and did just as he’d asked, but of course it didn’t stop with just a kiss, before I knew it we were caught up in a full blown make out. I couldn’t help the moans that slipped through my lips as our tongues wrestled for dominance and his stiffness beneath me told me he didn’t mind.

He stood up with me in his lap mid kiss and started walking towards his room. I could feel the nervous butterflies start to flutter but I brushed it off.

“You staying in here tonight.” he said letting me fall back against the bed.

“Yeah, I could.” I nodded with a smile.

“Na, it wasn’t a question. I’m telling you that you’re staying in here tonight. I’m tired of you disappearing on me.”

“Disappearing? What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Anytime you fall asleep in here you’re always gone when I wake up. Like you’re running scared or something.”

“I am not scared.” I sassed

“Well then quit running.”

He laid down next to me and wrapped his arms around my waist. We laid there comfortably for a few minutes and I could feel my eyes getting heavier by the second.

“Chris...” I yawned

“Hmm?” he hummed

“I lied... I guess I am scared.”

“Of what baby?”

“Getting hurt.”

“I’ll never hurt you. I promise.”

I let those words linger around in my head and before I knew it, I was out.

Chris:

Two Weeks Later:

Miami: Monday May 14, 2018 2:40 PM

Things have felt so off and negative lately it’s enough to make your skin crawl. Stormy just walks around in this funk and it’s so hard to handle so I’ve been working my ass off at practice; going in on my days off, going in early and staying late- the whole nine... all of it just to avoid being home.

Last week in court we were denied to bring Emmy home and it wrecked Stormy... I’ve been avoiding it all to try and hide the fact that I’m hurting too but it’s no use. It broke our hears. We have another hearing in about a month but it feels so hopeless. Apparently in the eyes of the judge, we aren’t ready to have Emmy home. He’s asked us to sign up for a few parenting classes and have more meetings with her and our worker Stephanie so we can have a better understanding of it all.

“Good job boys” Coach called out. “Give me two laps and call it a day.”

After pushing myself so hard today I felt so tense and aggravated. I was so deep in my own thoughts nothing I felt like I’d never snap out of it. I pushed out the two laps and as I was headed to the ocker rooms coach called me over.

“What up, coach?” I huffed out of breath wiping the sweat from my forehead with my shirt

“I just wanted to check in on you, make sure everything’s alright. You’ve seemed a little off lately and I’m a little worried about you, especially with the hefty plate you have in front of you.”

“Oh, yeah. I’m alright, I’m good. I’m stressed, but I’ll be alright.” He raised a brow like he didn’t believe me. “Really coach. I’m fine. I think I just need to blow off some steam.”

“Alright. Well just take it easy. Are you ready for this weekend?”

“Yeah, I’m stoked. This event is always all over the news and I can’t believe I’m apart of it.”

“It’s so great, it’s a great time and you get paid for it. Win, win.” He chuckled with a shrug

“Yeah definitely. I’ll be ready coach. I promise.”

“Alright, get out of here.” He patter my shoulder and I was off to the showers. I couldn’t seem to get the water hot enough to satisfy my aggravated body enough to relax making me more irritated than I already was so I cut it short and packed up my bag and headed out. I was hungry, and knew I needed to eat something but with the way my stomach was feeling I wasn’t sure if I was going to be able to hold it down so I just headed home hoping that I could crawl into bed and sleep the rest of the night away.

When I walked in, I tossed my gym bag down by the door and shuffled off for my bed. To my surprise, Stormy was snuggled up sound asleep. I wont lie it brought a small smile to my lips. I kicked off my shoes and snuggled up next to her.. The second I was in bed , she crawled on top of me and ran her hands up and down my chest as she started kissing on my neck. I closed my eyes enjoying her touch feeling myself finally starting to relax.

“Damn, baby.” I groaned lowly as she started sucking lightly

I rolled us over so I was on top and pinned her arms to the bed. I smiled down at her but my smile quickly faded when I saw that her eyes were puffy like she’d been crying. I raised a brow, asking what was wrong without really having to ask.

“I don’t feel well.”

“What’s the matter?” I asked falling down to the bed next to her

“I don’t know.” she sighed “I guess with all of this going on I’m stressed to the point where it’s making me sick to my stomach.”

“Don’t let it get to you, Storm. Emmy will be home with us before you know it. There’s nothing to make yourself sick over. We got this. And, Besides, I need you feeling better for this weekend.”

“What’s happening this weekend?”

“The big charity event. Buckets for bucks. Every year it’s a big thing and it’s basically just a bunch of people who sign up to play basketball all weekend for a a different charity every year. Some people are sponsored for each basket they make, and some just donate. Every year the NBA training camp is involved.”

“Oh. So you want me to participate?” she asked with an unsure chuckle

“No..Well, if you want to. I was just figured you’d be with me for support.”

“Well, of course. I’m more than happy to be there with you.”

“Good.” I yawned snuggling more into the bed and closed my eyes

“Chris...”

“Hmm” I murmured

“Can we go get some food? I’m hungry.”

“I promise if you let me take this nap right quick I’ll take you to go get some food in a little bit.”

“Fine.” she whined and kissed my forehead before disappearing into the living room

I was sleeping so good but my phone kept vibrating beneath me and I was starting to get aggravated so I sat up and finally answered after the third call

“Yeah? I huffed”

“Hi, Chris. This is Stephanie. I’m sorry to be a pest but I needed to get a hold of you before I left the office today and Stormy wasn’t answering her phone either. I’m leaving in the morning for a family emergency and I’ll be out of town for a little while so we’ll need to postpone your visit with Emerald.”

“Oh, alright.”

“I’m really sorry about all of this last minute. I’ll give you a call first thing when I’m back in the office.”

“Okay, I’ll let Stormy know. Thanks for the heads up,”

“Sure thing. We’ll talk soon. Bye now.”

I rubbed over my tired eyes and let out a loud yawn. As much as I wanted to just lay back down and sleep for the rest of the night I knew I had to get up.

“Hey sleepy head.” she called out with a smile as I walked into the living room.”

“Where’s you phone at?” I asked sitting down next to her.

“In my room charging, why?”

“Stephanie was calling.”

“Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, she’s just gonna be out of the office for a family emergency so we have to postpone our visit.”

“Oh, okay. As long as everything is okay with Em.”

We got comfortable on the couch and continued watching her show on Netflix. I wasn’t really into it, but I enjoyed being close with her. It was peaceful and had me feeling a lot more relaxed than I’d been all day... until my phone started buzzing with text after text

Mimi: hi... can we talk?

Mimi: i need to grab some things from the house...

Mimi: well... r u gonna be home this weekend? maybe we can talk over dinner?? lmk.

Mimi: i miss u chirs

Mimi: it’s so hard being a way from u... i hate it sm

I let out a hefty sigh and dropped my phone into my lap. I was not trying to kill my mood with all of this but it certainly didn’t stop me from getting a headache.

“What’s wrong baby?” Stormy cooed

“Nothin’“ I muttered with a shrug

“Liar. Your tense.”

“I just have a headache is all.”

“Let me make you feel better baby.” she purred crawling into my lap.

She tangled one hand in my growing curls and kissed me slowly teasing me with her tongue. She pulled away from the kiss slowly with my bottom lip tucked between her teeth. She gave it a little tug and let it plop back into place. She peered down at me with a cheeky grin before tucking her face into my neck making me groan lowly as she hit all the right spots. I could feel my tension melting away little by little.

“Let’s take this to my room baby.”

She ignored me and continued to take charge. I hissed lowly as she reached into my pants and exposed me. My head hung back as she continuously stroked at a steady pace. I was so close to finishing when there was a pound at the door.

“Fuck it. Don’t stop.” I pleaded

“Chris! Open up!” Mimi shouted from the other side of the door.

Stormy sucked her teeth and got up from my lap. I rolled my eyes watching her storm off the room with an attitude.

“Chris! Hello? I know you’re in there.” Mimi barked with another pound to the door.

I pulled my pants up and stomped over to the door. I snatched it open as hard as I could and gave her a glare.

“What?” I snapped furrowing my brows at her

“I told you I needed to come by and get some things.” she said as her eyes looked me over she stopped at my neck and sighed “I’m sorry I didn’t know you had company over.”

“I don’t” I snapped “Just hurry and get whatever you need.”

“I can’t stay?” shed asked chewing on her bottom lip

“Look, Mimi. I’m not trying to be a fucking prick right now but I was really in the middle of something and here you come pounding at the door like the fucking police, and that’s pretty fucking irritating. And, I’m definitely not in the mood for this conversation with you right now.”

She walked in after me and went straight for what used to be our room and I went in the other direction to Stormy’s room.

“She’s just getting a few things ans she’s leaving.”

About an hour later after we’d finished out last round in the shower we were comfy in sweats and ready to go finish watching TV but to both of our surprise, there Mimi sat on the couch with a death glare pointed our way.

“Really Chris?” she snapped folding her arms over her chest. “Her? Really? This whole time it’s been her? I couldn’t believe you’d cheat on me, but with her of all people?”

“Why are you still here?” I spat “What did you stand by the door and listen to us? I wanted space Mimi, get the fuck over it.”

“Screw you Chris. I can’t believe you did this to me.” She sobbed

I heard Stormy slam her door behind me and I knew she was irritated with me but, I’ll have to sort that out later... Seeing Mimi crying was bothering me and I knew I had to sweet talk her up to get her out of here.

“Mimi, we’re separated... I’m sorry you walked in on all that, and I’m not sure why you waited around, but I’m sorry for whatever you heard too.”

“I just have nowhere to go, Chris. Thus was my home, remember? And we’re apart so I have nothing now” she cried “What am I supposed to do now?”

“I don’t know, Mimi.... Can you ask Dej to stay there for a while longer? I have a big charity event this weekend and I’ll be out of town so maybe we can talk when I get home? I wasn’t trying to intentionally hurt you tonight, but you can’t get upset with me for fucking around. I am single right now and I do have needs.”

“But why her?” she whined with a frown

“I can’t help that I got attracted to her, Mimi. We spent a lot of time together... something you and I didn’t do. Just give me a few days, okay. I need a clear head for this weekend.”

“Okay.” She sighed

She picked up the two bags she had packed and walked out the door without saying another word. When the door closed behind her I finally let out the breath I didn’t realize I was holding.

“Is she gone?” Stormy asked poking around the corner

“Yeah. I’m sorry baby. She’s just hurting.”

“I know, I understand.”

“That’s why you’re so amazing.”

“I’m hungry, and you did promise to take this amazing girl out for food after your nap.”

“Yeah, I did, huh?”

“Yes, so let’s go before I starve to death.”

As she walked away from m I couldn’t help but to stare at her ass and hips. She was getting thick and I loved it.

“Al this fucking we been doing has you looking hella thick baby.” I muttered biting on my bottom lip “God damn...”

“Quit starring at me and get your ass ready.” she giggled.

Thirty minutes later we had agreed on a bomb ass bar and grill joint waiting on our order. I enjoyed the dight of her sitting across from me happily sipping on her soda.

“Look baby, they’re hiring!”

“Yeah, I see that.”

“Well maybe I should apply? It would be nice to make my own money for a change.”

“Hell no! I’ll be damned if you’re up here waiting on these pervs. What do you need to work for anyways?”

“Because, baby. I mean having my own money really is necessary. I can’t mooch off of you forever.”

“But I want to take care of you.” I admitted reaching across the table for her hand “Especially when Em comes home, don’t you want to be a stay at home mom?”

“Not so much...” she sighed

I knew I wasn’t winning this one so I didn’t budge when she rushed off to find the manager. She came back about five minutes as just as our burgers were arriving at the table. She sat down with a huge grin and wiggled her eyebrows at me.

“Guess who has an interview first thing tomorrow morning!”

I wasn’t thrilled but I couldn’t help the growing smile on my face. I knew she was going to do great. After we finished our food we moved over to the bar and ordered up a few shots

“Come on light weight.” I teased “You literally only finished one. I got like six down over here.”

“It’s not sitting well, I feel sick to my stomach.”

I chugged down a tall glass of water to weaken up the shots and we headed out. As soon as we were home, Stormy was running for the bathroom. I could hear her dinner coming back up on her and it made me feel bad for suggesting we take those shots.

Once she was finally well enough to get up, I helped her up to bed and she was fast asleep.I said a quick prayer hoping she was well for this weekend and was off to sleep myself.

#chris brown #chris brown fanfic

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mitwodlemi · 2 years

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Hey I'm super bored. Anyone have any drawing requests?

#drawing requests #drawing request #bored #mimi wont shut up #ask box open #asks open #etc #not art #im bored #art requests #theyll only be quick doodles #also no promises ill draw them

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Chapter 174

Sevyn

"I'm going to New York to party with white boys." Chris says in my face.

I grab his cheeks pinching them. "You are a white boy."

He sticks his tongue out. "I fuck like one."

"There's only one place for your tongue and it's nowhere near my face."

"Here?" He says putting his hands on my nipple.

I let his face go. "I don't know. See."

"No." he says standing up. "I'm going to New York to party with white boys. Right now."

"What about your show in the morning in Houston?"

He shrugs. "I'll leave my white boy party in time."

"I'm going to Miami to roast in the sun."

"Miami? What's in Miami? Not no fucking Spider."

I narrow my eyes at him. "What's this relationship that you created in your head between me and Spider? Who I only worked with one time."

"I might go to Miami." he says.

"No. I am going to Miami in the morning when you are headed to your show."

He seems like he gets pissed. "Don't fucking do shit like that. When I leave. So you want to make sure I don't fucking go?"

"Christopher Maurice." I say turn over on my side. "I don't have time for your ranting."

"Whatever."

I roll my eyes. He so insecure. "It's a family trip, Christopher."

"That I'm not invited to."

"You really aren't but since it's just me and Tim you are more than welcome."

Chris folds his arms. "Your dad birthday thing?"

"Yeap. But do come. After your show. Fly right on out to Miami."

"I'm good." he says lying on the bed.

"Why are we in this ugly room?"

"Gave my bed to Mama Rose. You got a problem with that?"

I look at his face. "I have a fucking problem with your fucking mood swings. I mean damn, weren't you upset?"

"I need someone to tell me what to do about this baby."

"Joyce told you she had it under control. Why do you still need something?"

He blows. "I'm tired of Joyce always handling shit. I'm grown. I can handle shit myself."

I laugh. "Since when? You just said..."

"Aaahhh." he says covering my mouth. "You fake, Amber."

"I'm real, my nigga. From forehead to toe."

He laughs. "Yeah cause this shit ain't real."

"Get out of my hair and go hang with your white boys. I will be fine at the Happy Home til then morning."

"I'm staying here." He says undressing.

I turn over on my side and start snoring. He puts his warm body on me. We call their house the Happy Home because when we are here there are never problems. It's always a place to relax and wine down the craziest of everything outside the house. The door is always open. It a vacation spot around beautiful people. Plus Cammie and Trey are perfect and inspirational. Black Love.

"Lane was running around the house earlier naked."

"When?" I laugh.

"You were gone. This morning."

I laugh. "He is a mess. He told me that I need to go to my house. Not his house but my own house. His reason was because I turned the TV while he was gone out of our room."

"He calls me a bitch every time he gets in trouble."

"Cammie will pinch his ass whenever he curse no matter who he talking to. She said it's gone too far."

Chris starts kissing my breasts. "I kinda hope the kid is mine but I wish it was different."

"I saw her."

"What?" he says sitting up.

I smirk. "You pissed me off so I didn't tell you. She was with her grandma. Looking just like you. You knew there was a possibility a big one that she was yours. She is yours if you need to hear it."

"When the hell were you mad at me?"

"Bruh, we didn't talk for days. Do you not remember this?"

He sighs. "Doing the tour."

"Okay, thank you."

"You welcome." he sits up smiling. "She looks like me?"

I roll my eyes. "Exactly why I didn't say nothing before."

"Joyce said everything will be known by tomorrow. She won't tell me what it means."

"You should be mad I kept it from you."

He shrugs. "Not at the Happy Home. It's all love here."

I laugh. "You fake."

"I've been trying to make a fucking baby with any and everybody but her. Crazy bitch don't desire the baby."

"Oh yeah let's talk about your exes and all the unprotected sex you had with them. Eww."

"Oh shut up. You nasty."

I put my feet on his chest. "I'm a lady."

He lifts my legs higher. "Ladies don't fuck people like me."

"Actually, good girl, bad boy. Ladies do fuck boys like you. It's a common problem."

"It's the dick." he says putting my ankles on his shoulder.

I laugh. "Yeah, that would be why you can't keep them. That's not enough at the end of the day. Dick is out there."

"Who the hell I was with that was a good girl? Trying to come for me. Shut your fucking crusty lips and focus on opening these lips." he says rubbing his head on my pussy.

"Completely silent, Master?"

He ignores me. I start to laugh but he enters me pushing deep. I smile at him. I play too much so I'm going to try my best not to make a sound. Good dick might make that hard. I shallow the stop the moan. Shit. Chris looks from watching himself perform. He looked confused but he doesn't stop. He pushes all the way inside of me pressing his body against my legs. Oh shit. I take a deep breath. He opens my legs enough for his body to come through. I hold back my smile once he is in my face.

"I know what you like." he says.

"Okay, Chris." I make it short.

He starts to say something but doesn't say shit. He starts grinding into me. I close my eyes. I smile at him then open my eyes. He sits up. I ain't fighting it anymore. He pushes against my legs then starts thrusting faster. I let whatever come out of my mouth that wanted to. I try to move his hands. He was about to fuck it all up with a cramp in my leg. He lifts my hips bringing them to him more. Fuck.

MiMi

JJ picks up the diaper putting it behind his baby. "Where the diaper?"

I gasp. "Oh no. What did I do with it?"

"Mookie, listen to this." Dee says taking the diaper from JJ.

"Aye!" JJ says.

"Go eat your food."

JJ runs out of the room really fast. Well damn is he that hungry? Dee slides Minnie over to him then grab the wet wipes. I wasn't going to change words about him changing that green bean diaper. I gave her food for the first time. Baby food. JJ has fed her something before.

"You mighty happy. Changing diapers and shit."

"What the hell?" Dee says. "Why is it green?"

"I told you I gave her peas."

He makes a face close to her face. "If I ever have problems with you I'm reminding you of this moment."

"Look at how she is looking at you."

"Take my serious." he says touching her nose with his. She laughs at him. "I found the perfect place for the wedding."

"You wanted me to listen to that?"

He reaches in his pocket taking out his cellphone. "No, I want you to listen to this voicemail. I accept you getting mad but remember that it's not real. You don't even have to remember that. I'll tell you again."

"I don't like it. Don't let me hear it."

"Then you gonna say I was hiding shit." he says playing the message.

It's a girl's voice. "Hey, Bae. Just calling to see how you doing. I sure did miss having you in my arms. Now that you are gone again I seem lost without you. Yes, I understand you finally settling down. I just want to know if you think about us. What we would have had if she hadn't gotten pregnant. Do you still think about me? Anyway, I'm babbling. Hit me up if you want to do us just one last time before you become that family man she pushing you so hard to be. Love always, your Little Tot."

"I didn't even want to hear that shit."

"Who said I wanted to hear it?"

I roll my eyes. "Wont you give her whatever the fuck it is she wants."

He stands Minnie up then smiles at her. "Give her our kids and your identity?"

"What? You can't give away... Shut up."

"Moo, she wants to be you. She wants what we have. I told you how bad she wanted my baby."

I roll my eyes. "That's the fucking thing. Oh my gosh. Why we even talking about the bitch you cheated on me with?"

"We weren't officially back together."

"Oh please."

He lies Minnie down in front of me then stands up straight. "Alright moving on. I haven't talked to this girl since. Damn, Mook, I thought you would ask how she got my new number. You not even mad like I thought."

"I'm moving forward to be a better us. Keep up with the Jones. People tell me how much my relationship is but I don't agree cause we had problems. I'm moving forward. Are you?"

"A job where the cops can't come lock me up at any moment and food on my table. I'm moving forward."

"Minnie?" I say rubbing her stomach. "Are you moving forward?"

Dee chuckles. "I'm even moving forward from my idea that I'm less than a man for not having millions like my friends. I need new friends."

I laugh. "Hang with your old broke friends."

"In Charleston? Mookie how you expect me to do that? Plus they talking shit about me being a monkey on the fence. Halfway between the white man's world and the hood."

"Damn, they not giving you any in between? It's sellout or selling foodstamps?"

He laughs. "They don't know that every where I am is because of you. Fuck a white man. I'm living to make you happy."

"Awh, ain't you sweet."

JJ comes in the room. "When we going to Lane house?"

I smile. "We aren't going today."

"Not ever?"

"Not today. Where did you get that from?" I ask staring at him.

Dee looks at him. "Go play with your toys. Do you not have fun toys?"

"I don't have Lane."

"Lane is not a toy. Did you eat your food?"

He nods his head. "All my hot dog."

"Go play."

"He gets little statments from nowhere. That boy has too many toys."

I few seconds later you could hear him making a lot of noise. Same thing he does with Lane he does here alone. Bad ass thinks that he has to play with only Lane. Surprised he didnt ask to go see Joyce. He loves that line when he is in trouble.

"Minnie." Dee says picking her up. "It's kinda boring here."

"It's home. Make it not boring. What is wrong with y'all?"

He puts Minnie down. "I do have a new Xbox. Let me see if Trey wants to get online."

"You could have stayed at his house for that." I roll my eyes.

"Not to play online."

"If you bored, get your daughter. I'm mad she doesn't sleep all day anymore. I want to sleep all day still."

He takes her. "At this age they are perfect video game buddies. They don't want to do nothing but stare at the TV. I got you Minnie."

"I got to use the bathroom, Mommy." JJ yells holding himself.

"Go pee!"

"It stuck." JJ whines.

I pull myself off the bed quickly against my will. JJ starts crying as I take his pants loose. I pick him up and take him to the bathroom. I don't think kids are truly accident free until 7 or 8. JJ definitely has lots of issues. I stand him up in the tub then sit his potty in the tub. He attempts to pee in the potty but it goes over the tub. He was still upset about the whole thing. I undress him then wash him off. He leaves crying to Dee.

"Boy, hush. Go get some clothes."

"Pajamas?"

"Yeah, go."

I clean the tub then go into the room. Dee is on the phone laughing really hard. Why does he feel the need to video chat with Trey? Trey is hard down telling him a story. Dee laughs extra loud. He fake. I lay down on the bed watching him. He tells Trey about the ex girlfriend.

"Oh you ain't even famous." Trdy laughs. "Imagine shit coming from different angles. Exes, one night stands, the bitch that gave you a pen, the girl that touched your hand without permission, hell the fan you never met... One ex. Great."

"Well, damn. It is just one."

Trey laughs. "But the bitch can do damage. I'm writing my own advise novel. Eliminate them all. One bitch can take away years from a life you love. One bitch can get in your head when you slipping. One wrong move. Bam. Some other nigga playing house with your happy family you worked hard to make."

"You reading this?" Dee laughs.

"I tell myself that every time I walk away from my family into temptation. One bitch out there waiting. Shit thousands. You got one. I'm surprised a few of my exes are still silent. So how this girl got your number? Nope hold up. Put your headphones on. Beckham you in my fucking lounge again?" the phone hangs up.

Dee laughs out loud again. "We need another player. Huh? Oh nah. I sure didn't. No lie. Aye, my number not hard to get. Especially when these iPhones fucking sends shit to old contacts that it wants to get out the fucking cloud. That has happened."

"Oh my goodness!" I yell kicking the bed. "Shut up. Play your game and stop chatting. Why you even start the game in here?"

"I wanted to be close to you."

"Devin don't make me throw something at the back of your head."

"Don't hit my daughter."

I turn over on my side. "Shut up and we won't have problems."

"Yeah, I'm on restriction. It's limited to game talk." he says then laugh. "I'm sorry, Bae. I'm done."

"I put my clothes on." JJ says walking into the room.

Dee laughs. "Homie, you going some place special? You look sharp. Hold on."

"I go to Lane house?"

"Little homie, go play. Good job putting your clothes on."

Dee takes a picture. JJ had on a fitted top and black dress pants. He really did put them on well. I chuckle then close my eyes. I know this nap is not going to happen. No sooner than the thought leaves my mind. JJ starts crying.

"Don't climb on her fucking head!"

"I want to play." JJ cries.

Dee stands him up on the floor. "Don't play with me boy."

"No fair."

"Go play your game."

"Not the baby game."

Dee ignores him. I sigh and turn over to watch them. JJ is going to continue until he gets popped. Dee continues to laugh extra loud. He should have stayed on the phone so I could hear his conversation. Trey may have done it on purpose.

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the-fiction-witch · 6 years

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The Deputy’s Dancer

TV SHOW: GODLESS COUPLE: WHITEY X READER RATING: SMUTTY + BURLESQUE

MAY CONTAIN SPOILERS

BEFORE ‘THE ACCIDENT’: WHITEY’S POV:

I sat at home reading my little book as my dad came out his room sorting his clothes “I’m meeting Jimmy down the Club, Don’t wait up whitey” he tells me

“sure” I sigh as he went off out into La Belle so I sigh waiting a little while before getting up and grabbing my jacket and sneaking out the back of the house and sneaking around in the dark ducking away from anyone who could see me following the familiar Burlesque music constantly playing from the club and sneaking around the back of the club though a little UN maned door to the side, What! they would never let me in the front I’m supposedly not allowed in, okay I may have got drunk once…and broke a table It was one time but that means they wont let me in anymore, plus I dont want my dad knowing I come in here so I keep close to the door hiding myself behind a curtain for the most part as girls walked the stage showing off most of what they had, many of these girls work the whore house too they dance in here then get fucked in the whore house later I checked my watch making sure I got the time right and just as I did the music changed and the girls left and I instantly got excited Y/n was coming on, I have had a crush on her for as long as I could remember her mother owns the club she doesn’t work the whore house like most of the other dancers, she just dances and sings, and she bloody good at it she’s the reason I sneak in, I just want to see her dance, hear her sweet voice, many other guys all wanted her she was in my opinion anyway the best looking girl here by far as the curtains opened and there she sat backwards on a chair in a beautiful Light Yellow dress her hair tied up in beautiful curls the room fell silence except a couple little Whoo’s from the back at the bar as she began to sing her voice like a angel slow and sweet glaceing to many in the crowd as she sang her sweet song when suddenly the music went faster and she flipped the chair back the dress also getting thrown across the stage leaving her in little more then a red corset as many other girls joined her dancing like crazy many guys going crazy over her as she sang her song it was still sexy but classy not like the other girls not slutty like the other girls more classy and sexy enough to get ya going and enough to drive ya wild well…Me anyway and she smirks singing her song her eyes catching mine and she smiled winking at me before continuing her dance until it was over and many stood applauding her so I did as loud as I could cheering for her as she got her dress and ran off so I sighed as the normal girls returned so I lean against the wall as the music changed back till I felt a little tap on my shoulder

“Hello whitey” Y/n smiles

“Hello” I laugh

“Mind walking me home?” she asks

“Course not” I smile and she giggles going off the little door so I quickly fix myself Up a little better and follow her out into the dark streets of La Belle now empty I felt a little nervous with her till she laughed at me taking my hand so I had hold of her properly “So come on tell…how’s deputy work?” she smiles

“It’s not much to do, just locking up drunk guys and stuff” I blush

“aww cute” she smiles “Oh I wanted to ask you, could ya ask the sheriff to keep a better eye on the club next week, Next week the Supply outfit comes into town and frankly they always get a little rowdy with the girls, it likely there constant ferry work makes them very egaer for the drink and the ladies and ya know how that makes them” she explains but I dont say anything “What?” she laughs lightly hitting my arm playfully

“I forget how smart you are sometimes” I laugh

“Yeah…got to be in my line of work whitey” she smiles

“You are surprisingly smart y/n” I laugh

“Yeah you’re just used to seeing me shaking my booty and titties about” she laugh intentionally shaking herself a little

“Y/n…I’m not like that” I laugh

“I know whitey, you always come to see me” she blushes

“But yeah…I’ll have a chat with him tomorrow” I smile

“Thanks” she smiles as we got to her door “Thank you for walking me home whitey” she smiles

“Your welcome, don’t want ya walking the dark street’s all by yourself” I tell her

“Will I see you tomorrow night?” she asks

“Maybe…depends if I can sneak away from my dad or not” I laugh

“It would be nice to see you, I have a full set tomorrow night” she smiles slyly wrapping her arms around my neck

“I’ll be there” I tell her “I’ll sneak away” I tell her

“Ya know …I could have a sneaky word with Alex on the stage door…get ya backstage if ya like” she smirks “Your dad wouldn’t see ya, and you could watch all ya like” she smiles

“That would be nice” I tell her

“Good, I’ll have a word with him tomorrow, He’ll let ya in” she smiles “well night whitey” she smiles

“Night y/n” I smile as she backs away opening her door “see ya tomorrow night” I blush

“see ya tomorrow” she smiles grabbing my jumper and kissing me I was in shock for a moment but only about a millisecond passed before I was kissing her back but she pulled away slyly waving as she shut her door

“YES!” I say more to myself before happily going home in a happy little daze from that…

I manganed to sneak out againas my dad went off to visit the hotel so I snuch around the town and to the back door of the club knocking on it a couple times and a huge man stood there looking at me

“What do you want Kid?” he asked me

“Uhh I’m here to see Y/n” I tell him a bit nervous just as I heard Y/n from inside

“Alex…Is that whitey?” she asks

“Yes Miss” He shruged

“Oh let him in will you” she smiles so he moved letting me inside, the place was huge many girls all stood in hardly anything getting ready to go on dresses thrown across huge rails of clothes and corset prop buckets over flowing with fake guns and feather dusters and all sorts of little things the music from the other side of the stage the sounds of people watching just a murmurer under the nose of girls shouting to other’s none of them even paying attention to me most sat by mirrors doing there make up till I turned looking around more and arms hugged me tightly “I missed you” Y/n smiled

“I missed ya too” I smile

“come on I wanna show you something” she giggles grabbing my hand and dragging me further in and to a little room pulling me inside with her it was a small room with a fancy desk and chair with a huge mirror a huge clothing rail and a changing screen at one side she smirked locking the door behind us “Quiet…you’re not meant to be in here” she giggles sitting on her chair and starting to do her make up so I went and lent on her desk looking at her face though the mirror as she worked “So..what you been up to today whitey?” she asks

“Not much, filing actually, sheriff had me sorting all the paperwork in the office, thats all” I smile

“aww busy boy” she giggles getting up grabbing a dress underwear and a corset from her rail and going behind her screen

“What about you?” i ask her

“Oh just washing and sorting, Issue with being the owners daughter you gotta dance and clean up” she giggles behind the screen I could see her outline though the candle light on the other side as she stripped naked “somthing up?” she asks

“Nothing” I answer quickly as I watched her silhouette as she sorted herself slowly dressing

“You where being kinda quiet” she laughs as she got on her dress and sticks her head out from the screen “You sure something not up?” she asks and I nod

“TWO MINUETS Y/N!” a voice yells from the dor

“I KNOW I KNOW DON’T GET YOUR BLOODY KNICKERS IN A TWIST I’M COMING” she yells back as she comes out from the screen “Whitey can you just do it up for me” she asks so I nod as she came to me holding up her hair so I did her dress up for her even if its not held on with much “Thank you” she smiles “Do I get a lucky kiss?” she asks’

“of course you do darlin’“ I laugh giving her cheek a little kiss

“Really, your bloody stingy with kisses tonight” she laughs grabbing my shirt and kissing my lips deeply I of course kiss her back and try to pull her close till she pulls away ”we’ll continue this when I get back” she smirks going and unlocking the door grabbing my hand and dragging me out with her she went on with her girls so I staid close to the wall so know one out there would see me as the dance began she looked so beautiful it was mesmerizing watching her this close even second she danced was like heaven till it was all over it had been going on so long now she ran into my arms so I gave her a little cuddle

“You where Brilliant darlin’“ I tell her

“Thank you whitey” she giggles giving me a tiny kiss

“look Y/n…I want to stay believe me but I have to get back before y dad noticing i’m gone” I tell her

“Okay…you’ll come visit tomorrow wont you?” she asks sadly

“of course I will” I smile “Providing you can get me in again” I laugh

“Of course I will whitey” she giggles giving me a long sweet kiss and I pulled her close kissing back before giving her nose a little kiss and going off home I got in the back door and sat on my bed picking up my book and not even a minuet later

“Oh hey whitey, you still up?” My dad asked as he came though the door

“Yeah, still up” I smirk

TIME SKIP:

“Im off to the uhh…bar again tonight whitey, you gonna be okay again all by yourself?” he asked

“Yeah i’ll be fine” I answer

“See you later then” he shrugged going off out so I waited a minuet or two before getting up and sneaking out the back door and going across town to the club and in though the stage door I have been doing this every night now for almost three weeks

“Hey whitey” Alice yells from her table

“Hey Alice” I laugh

“Hey whitey you seen my yellow bra?” Mimi yells

“Not since last night Mimi” I tell her

“Whitey! where’s my Gin?” Helena yells

“I just got here, I’ll do you girls a run in a bit” I tell them before sneaking into y/n’s little room

“Whitey” she giggles hugging me tightly “I Missed you” she giggles

“Aww I missed ya too” I tell her giving her head a little kiss “come on your on in a sec arnt you?” I ask her

“In five minuets” she smirks

“Ohh okay” I smirk leaning on her desk and she leans against me as we deeply and passionately kiss my hands on the small of her back and her’s exploring up and down my chest she kept trying to take my shirt off but I kept stopping her giving her arse a squeeze as a punishment every time she tried which made her giggle biting on my lip as I groped her arse and our kiss got deeper, we where stood feeling each other up and kissing for what felt like hours till

Knock Knock Knock!

“Hey Y/n Leave him alone” a girl laughs on the other side making us both laugh

“go on, I got to go do a bar run anyway” I laugh

“fine” she sighs “Lucky kiss?” she asks so I give her a little kiss before she runs off to the stage so I got the little list the girls did with everything they want from the bar and go down a little secret passage way down the side from the stage door between the walls and the mirrors up to the bar

“Hey” I smile to the bar man giving him the list and he stats work on it just as the music changed and the girls took the stage I watched Y/n as she danced till saw it My fucking dad is here so I quickly move so there is no way he could see me

“That it whitey?” the bar man asked

“yeah, that and Y/n’s usual too” I tell him so he quickly got her’s a large bottle of wine she drinks one a night when she’s working but putting two glasses with it and winking at me so I took the drinks each girl grabbing there own so I got the wine and the two glasses going back to y/n’s room and she stood leaning over her mirror doing her make up only in her underwear “Heellllooo” He smirk

“Oh Hi Whitey” she giggles taking the wine from me and doing herself and drink and another glass of wine and handing it to me after a little while we had drunk almost all the bottle and we sat giggling and kissing like crazy even going a lot further then our usual second base touching every inch we could on each other ignoring calls from others outside the locked door having to keep our moans and groans as quiet as possible “Hummm Whitey shouldn’t you be getting home?” she giggles as I kiss her neck

“I dont care” I tell her between kisses

“Whitey go on..tomorrow” she giggles giving me a little kiss

“Fine” I sigh getting up and almost falling over

“Whoa” she giggles helping me stand up and walking me out the stage door giving me millions of little kisses her lipstick all over me before she went in so I wondered off though the streets with the empty wine bottle in my hand going though the door to the house where my dad sat reading his book

“where the hell have you been whitey?” He asked very angry at me

“I have been laying in the arms of a beautiful woman” I smirk

“are you drunk?” he asked

“a little bit” I laugh

“Where have to been?” he asked

“The club” I answer

“Really? because I was there all night and I didn’t see you?” he says

“I was backstage..” I smirk

“Really? who’s lipstick have you got all over ya whitey?” he asked

“Y/n’s” I smirk

“Who?” he asked

“Y/n Y/L/N” I smile

“the singer at the club?” he asked

“Yeah…she let me in the stage door at the back and…we had a few drinks and a bit of a snuggle” i smirk having some more wine from the bottle

“did you two….well?” he asked

“did we what?” I ask

“Did ya fuck her whitey?” he asked

“Uhhh…no, did alot of other stuff though” I smirk

“Like?” he asked

“Uhh…well, lets just say there is another part of me with her lipstick on it” I smirk collapsing on my bed

knock knock knock

came from the door so I dad got it and it was y/n dress properly now

“Hello, Whitey left this at the club” she smiles handing my dad somthing I didnt see what

“Darlin’ where’s my kissy” I ask her

“alright” she giggles coming in and giving me a little kiss before she tucked me into bed “Sleep tight whitey” she laughs so I gave her another kiss before drfiting off to sleep

TIMESKIP AFTER ‘THE ACCIDENT’:

I sat in my chair almost falling asleep till a little knock came from the door so I sat up barely awake “It’s Uhh open” I stutter

“Hello” Y/n smiles stood in her cute little white and brown dress with her little basket

“Hello” I blush as she came over

“Whitey” she laughs “so long and you still blush when you see me” she laughs sitting on the corner of my desk

“I always’s do…cause its funny to see you normally, cause I just remember seeing ya in hardly anything” I smirk giving her a little kiss

“True” she smiles as the office door opened again

“Oh Hiya marshal” I tell him

“where the hell is Bill Mcnue?” he asked

“He went to check on his children” I tell him

“Alright…I’ll wait, Whitey isn’t it?” he asked a bit unsure and I just nod as his attention turned to y/n

“Hello marshal” she smiles

“Oh hello Miss Y/n, been a while since I saw you” he smiles kissing her hand “My god darlin’ the way you used to dance, you could drive a man crazy….ya haven’t changed a bit” he laughed

“Thank you” she smiles

“its a nice thing to see dancer’s getting on so well after the accident here, why ya here?” he asks

“just visiting Whitey” she smiles putting her hand though my hair “well I best be off” she smiles hopping off the desk with her basket “It was nice seeing you again marshal” she smiles “see ya later whitey” she smirks giving me a little kiss but I held her arm so she couldn’t more away for a moment till she pulls back pushing me away from her as she ran off back to her house and the marshal watched every inch of her as she walked away

“That girl dance anymore?” he asked

“Privet shows only” I smirk

“Ohh…how much?” he asked

“More than you could afford” I smirk

“Ohhh I see…you and her?” he smirked sitting on the sheriffs desk on the other side of the room and I nod “How did you ever get such a pretty stripper?” he laughed

“she’s not a stripper!” I tell him “she’s a dancer, and a singer” I tell him just as Bill got back

“Taking about your Girlfriend again whitey?” he asked

“Yeah” I laugh

“Well go on get home to her then” he laughs so I happily got my jacket and ran off home where y/n stood doing some cooking

“Oh hiya whitey, Bill let you run off home?” she laughs as I give her a cuddle and give her a few sweet little kisses “ohh what’s the matter honey?” she asks

“I missed you” I tell her

“awww Whitey, I missed you too” she smiles giving me a little kiss

“I love you” I whisper

“N’aww Whitey I love you too” she giggles “where did that come from?” I ask her

“I don’t know, I just want you to know” I tell her

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