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Life Twist 05 | JJK

⏤banner by the talented and sweet: @archivedkookie ❣

⏤summary ❧ After an enormous loss in your life and breaking a long relationship with your now ex boyfriend, you decided you needed a life twist. So you move into a new country to try restart your life and seek for your happiness. What you weren’t expecting was someone like Jungkook entering into your life as soon as you got to Seoul.

⏤𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 ❧ jungkook x female reader

⏤𝘨𝘦𝘯𝘳𝘦 ❧ fluff, angst, smut, slow burn, 4 years age gap (reader is JK’s noona)

⏤𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 ❧ mature language

⏤𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵 ❧ 7.5K+

⏤ author’s note❧ This has been my favorite chapter to write as of now! I🤸🏼😍 As always, hope you enjoy this new chapter and let me know your thoughts on it. Have a great week loves, and thank you so much for reading!! 💜

Fuck. I look awful. You think to yourself while watching your own reflection on the bathroom mirror

Anyone could see a mile away those dark circles and puffiness of your eyes, it's obvious that you didn't sleep last night. So, you decide to apply some concealer to try your best not to look like a walking zombie.

You were nervous of going downstairs and face your friends. You feel embarrassed that maybe last night's scandal, the night was most likely ruined for everyone and even though you weren't the culprit that created the issue, you feel like you did your own contribution to it after screaming like crazy to Lina and crying in front of everyone.

Voices were heard coming from the kitchen while you were coming down the stairs. At least they all seemed to be talking as if nothing happened.

Knowing that Lina is out of the picture is a huge calmer for you, the air on the house feels lighter already.

Your best friend had texted you last night after he went to check on you and saw you sleeping - his exact words being 'Babe, the house has been exorcised, the blond demon has been kicked out' - he sent over to you, in hopes that it'll make you feel better as soon as you read it, which it did.

When you entered the kitchen, you saw from a far that everyone was starting to eat breakfast on the same dining table where everything unveiled last night - including Jungkook who looked like a zombie, just like you - you said a shy 'Good morning, guys' while walking towards them.

Everyone's head spined to where you were standing, and you could already see the pitiful looks towards you. Taehyung was the first to talk while he got up and grabbed you engulfing you in a warm hug 'I'm glad to see you here, we all are' he said while you couldn't help but to smile at his sweetness.

'Thanks Tae. I actually wanted to tell you something guys'

Their attention is solely on you, and you feel their worried faces as if they're thinking you’re going to start crying any time sooner, but you're not... you already cried to much yesterday on your room.

A little tired of the pitiful looks you say while sighing 'Please, don't look at me as if I'm made out of glass, I'm not going to break, I promise' and you see Chris smiling sweetly towards you and nodding like if he's saying a silent 'Go on'

'And...um, I'm very sorry about last night, most of you didn't knew that my dad had passed away last year and that sweater I was wearing was his, that's the reason why I bursted out like that. I feel like I kind of contributed to ruin everyone's night an-' you were interrupted by Namjoon's words

'Y/N stop please, you don't owe us any kind of apology or explanation. You're our friend and you didn't ruin anyone's night, Lina did. And as Tae said before, we're all just glad to see you here so, sit and enjoy your breakfast with us' he said while offering a comforting smile showing off those pretty dimples as always.

'Okay' you say as you sit down on one of the empty chairs right next to Aria who also hugs you as soon as you sit.

'Jimin has a surprise for you, sweetie' she says all mysterious and then she looks at Jimin who gets up and goes towards the family room. You furrow your eyebrows not understanding what's going on. Once he comes back, you recognize your dad's sweater on his hands. With no stains, no marks, perfect as it was before the blond demon threw the kimchi bowl on top of it.

Your eyes widened as Jimin put the sweater right in front of you and said 'It looks good as new' while giving you one of those beautiful smiles of him that makes his eyes disappear.

You jumped of your chair to hug Jimin that almost lost his balance, and he chuckled while he returned the hug.

Once you finished hugging him you said with so much happiness 'Oh my god, Jimin. How did you do this?'

'Chris came to me yesterday’ and you take a quick look over to where your best friend is, he looks so happy to see you smile and you say, ‘Thank you, bestie’ while he just winks at you. Then you go back to Jimin and say ‘This is amazing, I don’t know how you did it to make it look so perfect, Jimin’

‘You'd be surprised of my many talents' he simply says shrugging his shoulders acting all cocky.

'I really thought it was completely ruined; you don't even know how much this means to me. Thank you so much' and you hug him tightly again which he returns once again and says 'You don't have to thank me. That's what friends are for. Now come on, let's eat breakfast, I'm starving' while you both chuckle a little bit and take your sits to finally start eating breakfast while you all chit chat about anything but last night's events.

Well, all but Jungkook who's lost in his thoughts, you catch him looking towards you a few times. He looked really sad, but you are hurt and by now, you have too many doubts about him. So, you decide to ignore him for now. Sooner or later, you know you'll have to talk to him. But not now, now you'll just enjoy being with this wonderful group of friends.

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A few hours later you were chilling on the bridge by the lake, just a few steps from the cottage, with Emma and Aria while getting some vitamin D into your system with the help of the sunny day.

You talked for a while about tonight, the guys wanted to do a bonfire, Yoongi suggested doing a barbecue outside and drinks by the lake, which sounded amazing to your ears.

The only thing bothering you was Jungkook, Lina was already out of your lives, but you felt like you couldn't enjoy 100% yet, and you suspected it had to do with the fact that since you got here, you haven't been able to enjoy with the person that you most wanted to be with since the beginning, JK.

Luckily, it seemed like JK respected your decision and didn’t talk to you but all day long you could see he was as miserable as you were.

You closed your eyes while trying to take some rest of your thoughts when suddenly a shadow starts robbing you the sun that was warming up your skin

'If you're ready, I think you should talk to JK. He looks awful since he came downstairs’ said your best friend

Is he a mind reader? I was just thinking about that. It’s like your best friend can read you like a magazine

'I was actually thinking about that. I think I'll talk with him now'

'K, I just saw him, he's on the family room laying on the sofa. All the guys are outside so, you two can have your privacy'

'No need to give us privacy tho, you were all there witnessing everything yesterday and you're my friends so, I can talk whatever it is in front of you' you say

Chris nodded and then said 'Okay, then I'll be in the kitchen with Jimin, if you need me to kick JK's ass I'll be just a scream away'

You chuckled while you got up and headed towards the family room with Chris and Jimin. Chris winked at you and gave you a thumbs up while going to the kitchen along with Jimin who had preoccupied look.

Jungkook was indeed laying on the sofa with his phone, he didn't even realize you were there until you made your way right in front of him. His eyes widened as soon as he saw you, but he didn't say anything.

'I think we should talk now, if you're feel like you’re up to it' you said with your heart beating faster than ever, you were really nervous and his Bambi eyes that looked exhausted didn't help, you just wanted to give in and hug him, but no, part of yesterday’s events are his responsibility – you keep reminding to yourself - you have to focus Y/N

'Yeah, of course, sure... let's talk' JK said with his sweet voice.

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'You could have warned him a little bit before sending Y/N to talk to him… don’t you think? I'm sure you know the best way to patch things up with Y/N' said a worried Jimin to your best friend while waiting on the kitchen

'Warn him? She's like 7 inches smaller than him. It's not like she's going to kill him. Besides, what's the fun on warning him? I already gave him enough advantage. Any other guy that would made her cry would normally receive a nice ass beating from me so, in any case he should be thankful. Plus, I know these two like the back of my hand, Y/N is going to eat him alive as soon as he says the wrong thing' said Chris while giggling like a little kid.

Jimin was looking at him with furrowed eyebrows now. 'Um... I'm not fully understanding, do you want them to fix things up or do you want them to keep fighting?'

'Of course, I want them to fix things up. I'm friends with both and I love them. But JK did made a mistake, and he needs someone to put him in place. Turns out that Y/N is perfect for that job, and she also needs it. You know, Y/N is normally like a teddy bear but when she gets mad... oh boy, you should run' said Chris while chuckling at Jimin who was now perplexed.

'You have a really weird way to show that you love your friends, you know that?'

'Love is love. In any way it's manifested' said Chris while winking at Jimin.

'If you say so' the reason why Jimin was worried it’s because he knew JK, he knew he might fuck up because he tends to be impulsive when he’s fighting someone and says the first thing that come through his brain without filtering.

Your best friend seeing Jimin's worried features, put a hand on his shoulder and reassured him 'Hey - trust me, they need to get the frustration out of their system first, they're going to be okay' while Jimin silently nodded.

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‘So...' you start your conversation lingering over because you're not sure what to say.

'So...' JK repeats nervously after you, he's now sitting on the sofa while you’re sitting in front of him on a small little table.

'Um… okay. First, I wanted to thank you for respecting my decision of not talking to me' you saw JK nodding with his head.

'You were hurt, I understand that you didn't want to talk to me. I'm not gonna lie, it stinged like hell because the last thing I wanted to do was to hurt you' said Jungkook while looking down with sad eyes.

'Then why did you invite Lina?'

'I was told that you were coming with Minho. I was fucking jealous, and I somehow ended up inviting her to make you feel jealous too' he confessed feeling embarrassed as hell, but it also felt like a weight had been lifted of him

Well, Emma’s assumptions were correct. He wanted to make you feel jealous and boy... he had accomplished that without a doubt

You nodded at him and responded 'I honestly imagined that it was to make me jealous'

'So? Did it work?' JK said finally smiling at you, you missed that smile

'Yes, it did' you said rolling your eyes. His smile became wider, like if he was proud of being able to make you jealous. And you both chuckle.

Then you get a little serious and continue 'Sadly, I got hurt thanks to that, both physically and emotionally'

Then JK's smile dropped. He sighed while saying 'I'm sorry for bringing Lina, I never thought she was capable of doing such things'

'To be fair, I don't think anyone could expect someone being such an awful human being' you say while he just hums in affirmation, it seems like he is thinking about something and then he talks again

'You know what bothers me the most?' asks you Jungkook suddenly

'What is it?'

'What bothers me insanely is that all of this could have been avoided so easily'

'What do you mean?' you say furrowing your eyebrows, not quite following where's he's going with his comment

'I mean if you had told me sooner that you broke up with Minho, I would have canceled Lina's invitation here and things would have been totally different'

'Aaaaaaaaand there it is - he shouldn't have said that - wait for it, she'll be eating him like a snack' says Chris to Jimin while laughing

They were both hearing and watching everything from the kitchen in case things went south. Jimin hits his forehead with his hand, while saying over to Chris 'He's an idiot' and he's now more worried than ever about Jungkook because by the looks of your face you didn't like at all his comment.

And Jimin was right, because you couldn't believe Jungkook's nerve, you couldn't believe what you were hearing.

Is he really trying to turn the guilt towards you just because you didn't tell him sooner that you broke up with Minho? This is ridiculous

'Excuse me? Are you somehow trying to put the blame on me for your own decisions?' your tone wasn't amicable anymore, that's for sure

Jungkook rolled his eyes, and you were 10 seconds away from strangling him when he responded 'I'm not blaming you, I'm just saying... if I knew that you weren't coming with Minho then I wouldn't have invited Lina'

'Wouldn't it have been much more reasonable that you just acted as an adult and didn't pull the stupidest thing just to try make me jealous?' you bark at him

'There you go, I was waiting to see when you were gonna pull the adult shit thing, we are only 4 years apart from each other, okay? So, stop talking to me as if I were a kid' the way he responded you could easily sense he was getting worked up too. But you couldn’t care less, you were outraged at his attitude.

'Then stop acting like one' you simply responded raising one of your eyebrows at him and crossing your arms across your chest

That's it, Jungkook was done of taking all the blame and you talking to him like a little kid.

'You know what? I don't even know why I’m still talking to you. I already said I'm sorry for what happened but I'm not responsible of Lina's behavior'

Is he for real? Oh my god I'm gonna kill him - it was all you could think of

'You are responsible for her coming here. That's enough for me'

'Okay then you are just blind as fuck, you just want to blame it all on me'

At this point you weren't talking anymore in a normal tone, you were almost screaming at each other. That's when you get up of where you were sitting and he repeats the same action, standing tall in front of you, both are looking to each other’s eyes with the most intense gaze, and you continue to respond at him.

'And who the fuck should I be blaming if not you? I repeat, YOU are the solely reason of her being here. Ugh, you know what, it was clearly a mistake even giving you a chance to explain yourself' you say already getting tired of discussing.

'You are just being stubborn and petty' he said with the coldest tone ever.

That's it, you'll kick his sorry ass

'What did you just said to me?' you say angrily while getting quickly closer until you're 1 cm from his face.

From a far Chris was laughing hysterically at JK's sudden scared face. You are intimidating and fearless when it comes to this. Anyone who would get in a fight with you, regretted it immediately because you are the kind of person who doesn't back off easily, especially when you're convinced that you did nothing wrong.

'K, that's it, you had your fun, we should go separate them before Y/N kicks his ass' said Jimin over to Chris who couldn't stop laughing.

'Don't worry I got it' said your best friend going towards you and JK.

'Okay okay okay, you both cut it out. I see you made a great progress, kids' said ironically Chris while you both rolled your eyes at him

'This was a waste of time' you say and go outside to get some fresh air and cool a little bit

JK just watched you go while sighing and rubbing his temples. He somehow thought that things couldn't get worse with you, but it did.

'So, first fight with Y/N. Congrats, you've survived! On a 1 to 10 scale where 1 is 'I'm not even sweating' and 10 is 'I shitted my pants when I saw her getting angry' how do you feel?'

'Definitely a 10' said JK feeling almost defeated.

'Don't worry Jungkookie, you'll work this out. She might be scary when she's mad but she's also the most awesome person I know when she's not. Also... it’s kinda difficult not to get angry at you based on the talk you two had' said Chris chuckling. The bastard is surely enjoying this.

'I'm not sure if we'll work it out, we were supposed to work it out now and look how it ended'

'Maybe you both just needed to talk freely even though you ended up getting angry. You should hear Chris, he knows Y/N' said Jimin to try and calm the youngest.

'Maybe tonight with a few drinks in, you'll both get calmer and be able to talk normally. Don't worry about it,’ said Chris

And Jungkook tried to listen to Chris and Jimin's advice. After all, Chris is your best friend and knows you well enough, if he says it’s gonna be okay, then it's probably gonna be that way. But he still feels bummed out. He needs to make things right with you. He'll make it right tonight, no matter what it takes.

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The night had come, and you all were sitting around the bonfire talking while Yoongi and Joey were a few steps farther working on the barbecue. You were sitting beside Chris drinking your second glass of Soju while Jungkook was on the opposite side of you between Jimin and Jin.

You didn't cross any words with JK after your last discussion. How could he call you stubborn and petty?

He was in no position of behaving that way towards you, especially after all the bad situations that you had to go through yesterday, all because a childish girl that he had invited.

You were busy with your thoughts when you suddenly notice something small and blackish moving on the grass not too far from you. It can't be, right? You haven't seen any bug almost since you got here... the weather it's not even humid or hot.

You need to confirm if your suspicions are right and there's no freaking way, you'll ever get close to that thing moving so, you whisper already with a trembling voice to your best friend's ear 'Hey - there's something moving over there, could you please check?' while pointing with your hand the area

'Sure babe, don't worry' he says and gets up from the log where he was sitting to check and then immediately looks over to you and moves his head in affirmation

Your eyes widened and you immediately got up and ran off to the cottage's porch saying 'Chrisssssss, please take care of it!'

'I'm on it' he said while chuckling because the others were all with puzzled faces not understanding why the heck you ran off all the sudden

'She has cockroaches’ phobia and she spotted one here' he explained to everyone while killing it and grabbing a tissue paper to get rid of it.

'Cockroach? Where where? Is it dead? Oh my god oh my god oh my god' said Hobi while getting up and also running off to the cottage’s porch where you were waiting for your friend to confirm if he had got rid of the disgusting bug.

The others started to laugh at the sight of scaredy cat Hobi who went to hug you and looked far more terrified than you to be honest.

'I guess Hobi is not anymore the only one scared of bugs' said Aria while laughing at his boyfriend and you.

'Yeah, but Hobi is basically scared of every bug, Y/N doesn't like bugs in general but the only ones that might make her cry of fear are the cockroaches' said Chris - he's like an encyclopedia of you - JK thought.

'K, it's done, no more danger over here' Chris screamed at you and Hobi while you both nodded and started to come back to your places around the bonfire.

'Thanks, you're my guardian angel' you said over to your best friend giving him a peck on his cheek while your heart was starting to calm down.

Chris just winked at you and smiled while patting at the sitting spot you had left empty.

'So... cockroaches, huh?' said Namjoon chuckling as soon as you sat down.

'Yeah, I know it sounds crazy, don't judge me. I really can't control it... my heart starts beating incredibly faster and I always end up running off' you say while also chuckling.

You're completely aware of how irrational it sounds because it’s not like a cockroach can kill you or anything. But that's exactly what a phobia is, irrational fear to something.

'Don't worry, I understand you, my friend' said Hobi offering you a comforting smile

'Of course, you would understand her, you would understand anyone with a fear, you fear almost everything' said Jin while laughing at his friend who only glared at him and said 'No, I don’t’

'Guys, you don't even imagine the level of phobia that this girl here has' said Chris and then he looked at you and continued 'Remember that time we were coming back to your dad's place at night?' and all the sudden you and Chris were laughing like two crazy people, you had tears in your eyes from laughing.

Jungkook's lips twitched, he loved seeing you laugh. Even after your discussion, he couldn't help but to stare at your whole form. You looked so beautiful.

'Ohhhhh, I wanna know! What happened when you were going to Y/N dad's place at night?' asked a curious Taehyung while wiggling his eyebrows.

So, Chris starts by saying 'Well, I think we were about 18 years old at that time. It was 2 AM in the morning and we were coming back from having a few drinks at a bar. Keep in mind, we were the only ones on the street around that hour. We were like 2 blocks away from her dad's place walking and talking normally when all of the sudden this brat’ – Chris pointing at you – ‘started to run as if her life depended on it' you couldn't stop chuckling while your best friend continued telling the anecdote 'So, I automatically thought...'maybe she saw someone that was going to mug us or something like that' and of course, I also started to run like crazy' and all of your friends including Jungkook were already laughing with you two.

'After running those 2 blocks and arriving to her dad's, we were both out of breath and I asked her 'What the hell happened? You scared the shit out of me' and I think that was one of the few times I almost want to murder her because while she was trying to recover her breath she responded, 'I saw 2 dead cockroaches' ' and immediately all of the group bursted on laughter not believing that you could fear a dead bug.

'Seriously Y/N? Dead cockroaches??' said Jin while his windshield laugh resonated around you.

'I swear to God. I couldn't help it. It's like I saw those disgusting things on the floor and my mind immediately though 'if there's 2 one’s dead, there might be a lot more alive and closer' so I started to run without even telling Chris' you said while cleaning the laugh tears that fell on your cheeks

Well, finally your tears were from laughter and not sadness.

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The food was delicious as expected, chef Min Yoongi delivered an amazing barbecue along with Joey’s help.

You kept drinking Soju during the night and by the end of dinner, most of you were tipsy or drunk as fuck like Tae and Chris who were already starting to sing and babbling nonsenses.

Chris started to cling on you while saying ‘Noooooooooooooona, I’m sleepy sleepy, really sleepy’

‘Oh my god you’re such a big baby’ you whine while trying to get him up

‘Noona?’ asked Yoongi ‘You’re older than Chris, Y/N?’

‘I’m just 3 months older but every time he gets drunk, he annoyingly starts to call me Noona’ you respond

Then Jimin commented ‘Wait, Chris’s birthday is in August, right? So…that means your birthday is this month Y/N’

‘Bingoooooooo!’ screamed Chris while the others laughed at his drunken state.

‘Yeah, my birthday it’s on the 19th’ you simply responded; you aren’t much of the people who enjoys celebrating your birthday. But it did come to your thought that the last birthday that you actually celebrated was 2 years ago. When you still had your dad by your side.

Last year you were nowhere near to have any energy to celebrate your birthday. By that time, your dad had passed away the month before. So, when your birthday arrived, you turned off your phone and avoided any calls or greetings.

You just couldn’t stop thinking how the most special person in the world to you, wasn’t going to say, ‘Happy birthday!’ to you for the first time. Maybe you should celebrate this time, at least have dinner with your new friends or something like that, to drift your mind elsewhere.

Jungkook noticed you spacing out a little bit. Once at the gym he had asked you the exact date of your birthday since he only new it was some day around May. And you were also very short with your answer. He can tell is not something that you like to talk about that much, maybe it’s because of your dad. That makes him feel sad too, it was beyond obvious that you shared a special bond with your dad. He himself can’t imagine how he would feel without any of his parents. It must be so hard for you.

You didn’t even realize that you were spacing out until Jin spoke.

‘We must celebrate then! Besides my handsome features, I’m a great birthday party planner. I’ll take care of yours Y/N!’ said Jin who sounded excited as if it was his own birthday

‘Um… yeah, sure, I’m not much of a birthday type person but it would be nice to celebrate it with you, guys’

Namjoon saw your struggle with your drunk best friend that wouldn’t stop saying that he felt sleepy. So, he approached to you and offered you help while grabbing Chris from your hold ‘I’ll make sure he gets to his room, I’m not that drunk don’t worry’ he said while chuckling

‘Thanks, Joon’ you said while watching Namjoon lifting Chris up as if he was a sack of potatoes. Chris can be a real pain in the ass when he gets drunk.

‘No worries, I’ll probably also head to sleep once I’ve delivered this package. Goodnight, guys’

‘Right behind you’ said Hobi going hand to hand with Aria while also waving goodbye to the rest of the guys.

The following minutes Joey and Emma followed the same path as the others along with Jimin who was carrying Taehyung that couldn’t even walk properly. The only thing that Taehyung hadn’t drank was the lake’s water, he was a mess.

So, at the end you were left sitting by the bonfire with Jin, Jackson, Yoongi and JK.

You had a small talk with Yoongi about videogames and different animes that you loved from your childhood; you had a lot of common being both ‘93 liners.

You told him how you loved ‘Cardcaptor Sakura’ especially the character of ‘Kero’ that you always wanted to have Kero’s teddy bear because you found it so freaking cute, but you never got it. While Yoongi told you how he still binge-watches ‘Slam Dunk’ every time he has the opportunity.

After that nice talk, Yoongi told you he was going to bed and waved you goodbye – incredible that he was one of the lasts to go to sleep, you thought to yourself.

‘I think I’m going to have a little walk’ you said to the rest of the guys while walking towards the forest.

That’s when Jin elbowed Jungkook and made him signals for him to go with you.

Jungkook almost whispered screamed at Jin ‘What if she tells me to fuck off, hyung?’

‘Then you deserve it, but you have to at least try talking with her again – you’re both tipsy, maybe that’ll make things easier,’ simply responded Jin.

‘We’ll get going to bed too. So, you two can have your little time together’ said Jackson while winking at JK and getting up from his sit along with Jin.

Jungkook sighed a little scared of your reaction whenever you saw him going after you.

Okay, here we go – he thought to himself.

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'Noona, you're drunk. Come back here, it's too dark and you might fall' you hear Jungkook’s sweet voice from behind you.

'I'm just a little tipsy, I'm not drunk' while you keep walking into the forest.

'Okay, if you say so. I’ll go with you' says Jungkook while following you behind. You could get easily lost in the forest and get hurt in the dark, he's not gonna leave you alone. Plus, he needs to make things up with you somehow, just as Jin said.

Suddenly you stop walking, and you turn around going some steps towards Jungkook who has a surprised face now because of the closeness that you’re sharing, and you say, 'Why would you bring someone that you don't even like just to make me jealous?'

'Or did you intended to hurt me?' you say pouting sadly at him, he swears he almost folds after seeing that cute face of yours.

'What? No! Noona, how could you think I would want to hurt you?'

'I don't know what to believe, okay? I don't know anymore; you keep confusing me Jungkook'

And you keep talking while he stares at you with those beautiful doe eyes ‘I thought we had a connection the day we first met, I was excited to see you on the night club that day on Jackson's birthday thinking we were both in the same page and what do I got? Lina sucking your face'

He takes a few more steps towards you, cupping your face, making you look straight to his eyes, and he says 'Noona, we did have a connection that day when we met and I also was excited to be with you on the night club, I told you this already... Lina was the one to kiss me. And we still have that connection; I know you feel it too'

'I... I don't know what to think. You told me there wasn't nothing more between you and her. But she was the first person that you thought to bring here just to make me jealous, that doesn't sound as nothing to me' you start to feel your eyes sting.

Jeez. Since when do you cry so easily?

'Why...' you get choked up as you start crying 'Why did you hurt me, Jungkook?'

‘Fuck' you curse between tears and put your hand on JK's chest putting some distance between you two 'Why do I always end up crying in front of you?' you say almost defeated.

Jungkook was lost of words. He never thought he made you this confused. Confused enough to start thinking that he might wanted somehow to hurt you intentionally. He never would do something like that. But he had to clear everything right now and put a stop to all the misunderstandings.

He grabs your hand that's still over his chest and moves it towards his heart while you just watch him with your teary eyes. His heart was beating insanely fast, you could feel it going crazy…just the same as yours felt. He was affected by you just as much as he affected you.

'Feel my heartbeat, noona. That can't be faked and that's how I feel every time I am with you, every time you laugh, every time you smile, you make my heart go crazy' he said as he also started to feel his eyes watering.

'I've been an idiot, I didn't understand how you could be dating another guy knowing that we both liked each other, I was impulsive inviting her, but I swear to you I never, ever, wanted to hurt you in anyway and the only girl that's in my mind is you, it's always been you since the day I saw you in Jackson's house. Lina and I were over months ago and it never happened anything else, only that kiss that you saw at the night club. I was pretty clear with her, and I told her that there was no way we would be restarting things. I just... want...you' he said while leaning his forehead against yours, you could see tears streaming down his cheeks.

You were sure he was being sincere; it was written all over his face. You shared one look at each other while your hand instantly started caressing the side of his face and you were about to kiss him when he said 'I don't want to take advantage of you, noona. As much as I want to kiss you and never let you go, I want our first kiss to be while we're both sober'

'You're not taking advantage; I'm giving you the advantage plus I told you I'm just tipsy' you said while looking at those lips that were almost calling you.

He smiled at you and whined saying 'Noona, you're not making things any easier for me, you know that?' while his eyes also dropped to your lips.

'Just a little kiss and we can go to sleep then' you whispered on his ear.

'Fuck - you'll be the death of me. How can I say no to you?' he said with that raspy voice that you love to hear.

You were the one to cup his face now and got closer to his beautiful, sculpted face and you whispered at him right in front of his lips while staring at his Bambi eyes 'I just want you too' - his eyes lighted up as soon as he heard you and you both smiled at each other.

And that’s when it finally happened, you both closed the short distance at the same time and connected your lips together. You both felt a wave of electricity running through your bodies as soon as your tongues touched.

He grabbed your waist tightly while making you walk backwards until your back was against a tree, you grabbed his shirt into a fist pulling him closer to you. The kiss was slow and passionate, your lips moved in sync as if they were made for each other.

Jungkook then started to kiss your cheek and continuing his kisses lowering to your jawline, then your neck where he sucked your skin as you tilted your head giving him more access, at that point a small moan escaped your lips and you could feel his smirk against your neck as he continued sucking it as if his life depended on it - he stopped for a second and watched proudly the mark he had left on your neck - and then he kissed you again on your lips.

Oh my God. Is this really happening?

While you kept your lips connected you started to run one of your hands against his abs while the other was busy pulling a little bit his hair. He groaned with that raspy voice of his that always was successful on making a pool between your legs. You stopped kissing and he pressed his forehead on yours.

'I-… God... I’ve been wanting to do that for such a long-time baby, I can't stop now'

'Then don't stop' you said breathlessly against his lips while biting your lower lip.

'Gosh, don't do that. Don't bite that lip. You’ll make me go crazy' when you looked at him you could see his eyes filled with lust and he immediately connected your lips again.

This time it was much steamier, you could feel him getting harder on his sweatpants and you were a mess - he felt so fucking big -, you couldn't stop moaning. You needed to feel him more, so, you grinded against his erection and he replied also grinding against you while you heard him grunting between the kisses.

This kept going for a few minutes until you had to stop to catch some air and as soon as your eyes met you both chuckled while he cupped your face and gave you a last peck on your lips.

'Sorry, I couldn't control myself; I have been waiting for you for a while now, baby' he said while smiling at you.

'Baby, huh? I like how that sounds coming from your lips' you smiled back 'I'm not complaining though, it's not like I was successful on controlling myself' while you both shared a laugh.

It was getting chilly outside and JK noticed you were wearing a shirt and leggings so, he said 'You're gonna get sick, it's getting cold here, gorgeous. How about we head inside?'

'Yeah, sure, let's go handsome' you said. He blushed at the compliment while smiling and offering you his hand to you and you took it as you both made your way towards the cottage with a smile plastered on your faces.

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You were in front of your bedroom when you beat him to talk first and say 'Um...would you like to sleep with me?'

His eyes went big as two plates and you realize that what you said sounded bad, though you would love to release all the sexual tension that there's between you two, you don't think it's the best idea to have sex when all your friends are sleeping literally on the same floor.

If he made you moan only for kissing you with your clothes on, you can't imagine how loud you'll be once he's inside you. Fuck, you should stop thinking about that

'Oh my god, I didn't think how it sounded before saying it. Sorry, I was referring to you sleep by my side. Not that I don't want to sleep with you in the other way, don't misunderstand me, I really really want to...but I think is not the best when our friends are sleeping on the same floor and maybe it'll be good for us to take it slow' you said to him while you both chuckled

'You really don't have any filter when you have a few drinks on your system...but I gotta say I really love it, you're so straightforward, noona' once again he had that lustful look that was driving you crazy and as he came closer to your face he said 'I would love to sleep with you, in any possible way'

You started to blush like crazy and giggling while you grabbed him by his hand and you both entered your room.

'Um... I wear only a big t-shirt to sleep, hope that's okay with you' you say, and you swear you see his lips twitch before he says 'No problem noona, I normally sleep only with boxers but maybe it's too much to ask, is it okay if I take off my shirt at least? It's hard for me to sleep with clothes on' asking for your permission with a smirk on his face.

Fuck fuck fuck. He's such a tease

You try to sound unphased saying 'Yeah sure, take it off, no problem' and you stayed there frozen while he took off his shirt slowly almost torturing yourself. Oh for the love of God, what a fine piece of man. Your eyes were concentrated on his six pack, how can he be this hot? It should be illegal.

'Noona' suddenly his raspy voice woke you up from your trance, he got really close to you and cupped your face again. You gulped when you came across with his intense gaze once again... you wanted to touch his abs so bad.

'Yes, JK?' you almost whisper.

'If you keep checking me out like that, I won't be able to control myself from fucking you all night long'

Yeah, your pussy just died

'I- I wasn't checking you out' you lie, and you both know is a big fat lie because you were almost salivating at the Adonis in front of you.

Jungkook chuckled, he loved seeing you this affected by him. 'Okay baby, if you say so... you're not gonna get your clothes changed?'

'Oh yeah, you’re right, I'll be right back' you grabbed your big t-shirt that you use to sleep sometimes and went to your bathroom to change clothes.

Once you exited the bathroom with your t-shirt on, you saw that Jungkook was already under the covers sitting on the bed with his back against the bed head, waiting for you. He lifted his eyes when he heard you coming out of the bath and you could see his gaze turning dark, looking at your now exposed legs.

He was intimidating you with that dark gaze. It was incredible that this man could be soft, cute and at the same time so hot and full of lust. You went quickly to your side of the bed and got under the covers too.

His eyes followed every step you took and once you were by his side he said 'You look beautiful' while smiling at you.

'And you look like a Calvin Klein publicity' you said and that got a proper laugh of him while you joined too. He was blushing now. He went in two seconds from hot and lusty Jungkook to shy and blushing Jungkook. The duality in this man is insane.

'No. Seriously. I knew you were hot' his eyebrows shoot up in surprise as soon as he heard you while you continued 'But this' - you say while touching his abs and his eyes just follow your hand while he gulps - 'It brings a whole new level of hotness'

'Fuck' he curses under his breath. 'Baby, you are such a minx' he said while grabbing your chin and you just smiled at him.

'We better sleep now. Do you mind if I sleep with my head on your chest?' you ask with a cute pouty face.

'Of course, you can do whatever you want with me' he shamelessly says, seeing how your cheeks start to get rosy from the blushing.

Please, stooooooppppp Jeon Jungkook

'Good to know that' you say shortly, while you make yourself comfortable with your head on his chest and your hand goes to rest right on those killing abs.

'I can't believe that finally I have you in my arms' he suddenly said, and you couldn't help looking him in the eyes and caressing his face.

'You and me both. But I'm glad it's finally happening' you said, and he felt his heart skipping a beat.

'Me too, noona. Sweet dreams'

You came closer and cupped his face to give him a sweet peck on the lips that made both of your stomach feel tingly. He smiled at you while you said 'Goodnight JK'.

With his arms around your frame, JK couldn't stop thinking that this had to be a dream. He feared falling sleep and that when he woke up you wouldn't be there. He didn't want you to slip away from him again.

He took one look to your cute face, you looked happy sleeping over his body. He couldn't help but to smile too. He decided to push away all his fears of losing you and he fell asleep while holding you tightly and thinking to himself – this time I won’t let you slip away from me, noona.

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KISMETS.

Harry Styles x fem!reader.

Slow burn, platonic love and jealousy clićhes.

Fluff! Fluff! Fluff!

Frenemies and dad!harry.

Author's Note: The concept's kinda weird but if you've watched F.R.I.E.N.D.S and Phoebe Buffay carrying child for someone. You've got it my pal!

MASTERLIST LETS TALK! PART 2 PART 3 PART 4

"Can ya stop breathing like, THAT!?" She whisper yells twisting to give him a sharp glare full of spleen elbow poking at his side abs, "Like what!?" He half squeaks peering down at her with doe eyes palms flat at sides to convey his surprise.

"Like a train engine whistling -- it's annoying." She mutters rolling her eyes and turning back to listen to instructor.

"Now, I can't even breath without ye' comin' fo' me throat?" He grits with a kink of brows and when she confirms with a no --- He gasps dramatically. It's gonna be a long journey of Hell for them. Harry hates her hormones. Little bitches.

Y/N is carrying a baby for Harry and his girlfriend --- but something went downhill.

Twinkling droplets of crystal rain pelts against the bricked road subsiding harsh noises of surrounding but a nettled groan caught everyone's attention ‐‐‐ stares turning in direction. Have you ever wanted to just disappear under a warm invisible cloak and enjoy the drollery aspects of life without worrying? Because this is what Y/N wants at the moment as she stands under the bus stop shelter with few people beside her and the british showers starts pouring mocking at her for not carrying an umbrella with her.

Everyone leaves when the bus didn't arrive — who remains behind's Y/N huffing and pouting wishing for rain to stop. When it didn't she muttered a 'fuck it' before risking catching a cold and stepping under the pitter patter with her books atop her head for less damage.

Trying to punch in the passcode of society's gate with shivery fingers perhaps it opens before that startling her wet-y self. Similar car drives near her and a head pops in from inside with his big goofy smile and crinkles by his charming eyes, "Ni!" She exclaims pushing away the drippy hair sticking to her lips with her pinky.

"Pet you're gonna catch a cold. Want me to drop ya?" Niall kinda yells over the rain's loudness. She sighs fog whirling infront of her. Shoves her hand in her trench coat's pocket to seek for heat instead it's all icky and drenching.

"No it's just a tiny walk away. I'll manage — call me will tell ya how my class went." She waves him looking at him from her shoulder while rushing away towards the most elegant house in the block. Niall gives her a thumbs up from before getting out of sight and she tries to hop over the puddles of water to make it to doorsteps.

The water she brings from outside pooling at the dark timber floor - it trails behind her past the pink door as she rushes jumpy-ly where the most hot's in the house and apparently it's more than she expected, "ouch. ouch my eyes!!" She screams covering them at the sight of Harry butt naked pinning his girlfriend against the wall near fire place. Her face turning into a tomato at the horrendous raid but she seems pissed and well . . displeased that Y/N ruined a mind boggling orgasm for her.

Before, they could disattach from eachother to unravel their humiliation Y/N jogged up to attic into the guest room slamming her forehead against the door to knock away the embarrassment. She always barges in Harry's house without announcing but sometimes she forgets he isn't alone everytime his girlfriend comes to live by every two weeks (it's his fault too that he never locks the main door as anytime anyone's coming at his place). Changes into clothes she forgets at her visits, tries to dry her hair with a towel that no-more smells like Harry but expensive fabric softeners and has a pep talk for a minute to show herself down infront of them.

Instinctive voices coming from the Kitchen and she pads towards it. They act like nothing happened. Like Harry wasn't dick deep into Chessie moments ago. Harry ushers her to barstool and hands her a cuppa tea moving on with a kiss to her head. It still gives her butterflies even though how many sense awakening scoldings she gave to herself at 3 ams.

"'M sorry." She squeaks with a wavering smile wrapping her palms around the mug. Harry cackles softly brushing the underbelly of his nose as Chessie cordinated the cutlery drawer, "'s okay moppet. we finished our business when ye' left." Y/N almost choked on her hot beverage gulping it down when Chessie shocked gasp throwing little socksies that were laying ontop of the counter at Harry. Are those of toddler? Adam's out of town so there's no way it could be his daughter's socks. Maybe Chessies's one of friend's?

"Should've called me t' pick y'up. Niall was loafin' around too —- wear it you're turnin' blue, pet." He comes back with a swarmy chunky knitted sweater Anne gifted him at his birthday handing it to Y/N and sitting opposite of her pulling Chessie with her wrist into his lap clearing his throat to bring Y/N's attention back from eyeing the socks on the floor. Her eyes flicker between them chest tightening at the love and glow that radiates from Harry when he looks at her.

No. She's not jealous. Mightyyyy bit yeah –- cause she could never be this lucky to have someone as Harry. He's the most caring towards her since ten years been her compass to the home she wanted, her anchor saving her from sinking and the sixth sense of a blind to her. In fact she thinks he's her soulmate and not every soulmates needs to be romantically involved some could watch them growing beautiful in love. Y/N's doing it. Admiring the maturity of his life with the person that truly makes him enough---or she thinks so.

"How was ye'r meditation class?" Harry asks (she took a semester off as she was unable to haul the burden'; Harry convinced her how her health should be her first priority) breaking a cookie in two giving half of it to Chessie who thanks him with a kiss in return, "Was good been feelin' great!" She chirps pulling the sleeves of the sweater that's drenched in cinnamon vanilla-y smell with lingers of what comes of as Chessie's scent. She assumes they cuddled shit loads.

To subside the gnaw in her brain down she finally asks the question pointing at the sock that nobody gave a heed to pick up, they stop chewing looking at eachother to come up with something. Chessie's face distressed knowing Harry wouldn't hide it from Y/N. He tells her everything and sometimes it could be too personal to share.

"Erm. . I bought 'em — 'cos. . " Harry stammers and Y/N smacks her hand atop her mouth avoiding from giving a shocked reaction, "Oh my goodness ye' guys are pregnant!?" It was enough to make Chessie flinch and hike down Harry's lap.

"No! 'S not what ye'r thinkin'." He shakes his head making Y/N confused. "Then you bought it fo' your fingers? Cause that's the only body part it could fit." She teases him to break through the insight tension around and he chuckles shaking his head grabbing Chessie's hand rubbing her knuckles how he used to when Y/N's anxious and over the edge.

"We want to have a family." His words low as he looks at Chessie but she shrugs in return as 'in it is what it is'. Y/N stomach twisted at that. The thought that one day He's gonna have a family of his own and the little bubble that Y/N would be privy to made her throat dry. Because she has no-one despite Harry and he deserves the whole world not just baby keeping Y/N everytime.

"So . .? What's the problem?" She raises her brows looking between them noticing Harry's fingers fiddle with the flower tea mats, "There are complications from Chessie's side." Chessie sighs in disappointment and Y/N ponders over the idea, clocks working and spindling wildly in her mind.

"I could do that for you guys — since I took a semester off --–" She puts the offer nervously and both of their jaws went slack Harry with an adoring grin while Chessie in hitting shock. "--Erm we could go through a traditional surrogacy."

"Are you sure?" Chessie asks squeezing her shoulder and Y/N nodded taking both of their hands, "Anything for ye' guys!" Harry's eyes glossing over and he leaves his spot sprawling his arms calling for her, "Gimme a hug pet. Life saver ye're - we're gonna take care of ye." They group hug tightly and excitedly.

Sometimes actions could speak much more than words because the lies that words hold could ruin the great bondages.

. . .

They went through the medical procedure two days after Her, Harry and Chessie being guided by their acquired doc. She was nervous and sweaty but Harry's presence beside her soothed out any negativity that was building inside her brain. By womb the babies would be Harry's and Y/N but legally Chessie's and Harry. She's just wishing that everything goes alright cause that happiness of them is million worthy to her.

People might call her stupid and brainless for going through sickness, crankiness, back pains and the pain during labour just to give those babies to someone else (she's too afraid to call them her's cause she knows her emotional attachments could be very destructive) but she loves Harry and love makes you do those thingies.

At the moment she's on the toilet seat eyes bolted shut counting threes with the pregnancy test in her wavering fingers. "Please it better work." A squeal of surprise leaves her lungs when her eyes fell over the two positive lines quickly dragging her panties over she tumbled outside where everyone's waiting for her.

"You guys are pregnant!!" Sounds dumb right? She announces loudly. Harry's and Chessie's heads perked up while everyone cheered beers spilling from the rims. She flashed grins to each one of them splitting her gaze away from Harry giving Chessie a celebratory kiss.

"Thank you. Oh my god, love! Can't belive it." Harry held her from shoulders giving her a toothy smile and it puts her off that Chessie didn't say anything just a nod along Harry. "Me too." She breathes out as he leads her to sofa sitting her cautiously. "We'll visit the doctor tommorrow." He reassures popping his head from Sarah's neck as she hugged him tight.

"We're gonna have a little Y/N and Harry running and pooping it's nappies soon." Everyone went silent. A grimace on Y/N and Chessie's face. Niall doesn't know when to shut up does he? Y/N's gonna strangle him alive. Harry laughed out aloud not caring about the thick tension in room, "I'll rip ye'r hair if you'll turn me baby into a golf freak Niall." His baby.

Niall raises his hands in defence, "No guarantees Harold."

. . .

They had a check-up and Y/N indeed's pregnant. Harry's over the moon. Kissing her forehead. Thanking her for millionth time – to the point she told him to let her watch telly in peace and shut up. Chessie bringing her organic vegan dishes that Y/N isn't a fan of but eats nevertheless under Harry's stern gaze. "'S not about them only I want ye' to be healthy too, pet. Can't be selfish now can I?" He'd insist.

When she'd be sick he'd be at her side giving her back rubs while Chessie stood at the doorframe of washroom. Y/N thinks since she's pregnant her womanly instincts has gotten more sharp as she sensed something's off between the pair.

He'd be at her flat early morning waking her up to have a morning walk with him not giving in her grunts and whines. Who'd want to leave their crispy warm bed to just be out in the cold? A fool like Harry only. Making her brekkie afterwards as a reward giggling and massaging her shoulders when she'd gobble down food like a greedy squirrel, "Easy there love. 'S all yours."

Chessie's back at LA. They had a small argument because Harry wants her to be participating in all of this as much as he's. But, her priorities are not set for this. They never were.

Y/N was at Harry's place nibbling onto chocolate cupcakes Anne sent specifically for her with a note ("my grandchild shouldn't be privy to their Nana's bakin' skills all my love to Y/N." along a winky smiley) when she spilled cold milk all over her nooked tee-shirt. Harry gave her his clothes to change into and baby wipes but she warded him with a scoff that water exists. She has become more feisty with each passing day.

Was discarding the tee when her gaze fell over the sveltest of bump in the mirror taking her breath away. It makes her realize it's all real. She never touches her belly in fear if she'd she will never stop. Now, when the pads of her fingers skim alongs the skin it strips shivers down her spine. She always wanted this. Not in this scenario though. Shaking her head of the thoughts she slips Harry's hoodie over it climbing down the stairs and it causes Harry to snap his head in alert. He stops chopping the carrots spinning to see Y/N standing feet away from him.

"My baby bump's showing." Her voice almost a whisper and it widens Harry's pupils as his hands fell in air midway between them hesitant to reach her, "Can I see?" She bobs her head shyly cheeks blazing red while revealing the bump for Harry to see. It's not like he hasn't seen her before. He has. But, this's more intimate than all of that. It made him fall on his knees. He's a sensitive person in general. Pure from heart but during this period it seems like he's pregnant not Y/N which's quite amusing too.

"She's beautiful." His gaze full of adoration. "She?" Y/N furrows her brow with a smile. He bobbed his head with a grin, "Think so our baby's gonna be she." Now that's the problem cause Y/N doesn't know which ours he's talking about.

"My pregnancy instincts says it's he." He scoffs, "Bet!?" She rolls her eyes forwarding her fist to do the hand shake they do while betting, "If you loose your pink macbook gonna be mine." They solid the deal with their traditional shake.

"Can I touch it?" Harry's asks politely. When she gives him permission he spreads his warm palms flat against her tummy tongue tied with the affection boozing in his veins for the baby that's not out in the world yet. Y/N eyes flutters and her fingers twitches by her sides from carding them into his hair. This's wrong she scolds herself. Her hormones all over the place.

"You wanna send a picture to Chessie?" At this his lips thinned and he gave her a curt nod standing up to fetch his phone, "Sure. But she might be busy..." on the verge of spitting his words in vile.

. . .

Y/N was reading a crime mystery book. Stroking the side of her baby bump carelessly. Cosy in her blanket hoodie telly murmuring in the distance. "Your dad's taste in books is shit, innit?" She peers down with a smile. It's the first time she's talking to them. "We'll read loads of good books together so that when you'll grow up – I could know what to gift you on Christmas." She tries to grab more popcorns from the bowl but it's empty. "Wanna be best aunt out there!!"

"Will you miss me? As much as I'll when we'll be separated?" Tears well up at her waterline. She huffs through her nose running her hand down her belly several times. It's coming; the breakdown she was toiling for days. "I know it sucks I cant be your mommy." Her cravings kicking in and all she want's a strawberry oreo icecream.

"Oh no. Seriously? I'm sad and ye' lil bean want an ice? Let's call your daddy and see what he got." She rings him and he picks up on the third one. Voice groggy from the sleep. She wants to feel bad but she isn't when all her taste buds could think of is strawberry flavour.

"'M cravin' strawberry ice-cream bad. . . Is it possible for ya to bring one?" He's already throwing duvets off his body reaching for his phone and wallet, "No worries pet I'll be there in tick."

"What the fuck Harry? It's three in the mornin'." Chessie groaned from beside him throwing pillow at her face. "We already stored her fridge with alot of food — " She squints about to change the side.

"She's carrying a baby for us Chess. Ye should know better since ya didn't wanted to." She sits up like bullet folding her arms against her chest.

"Thank you for throwing it at my face, H." He doesn't even spare her a glance walking outside and Chessie wants to scream at the top of her lungs. Why did she even agreed to this?

. . .

When he bought her ice-cream she throws herself in his arms kissing his cheek and he giggled in return feeling good when her bump pressed against him. They ate ice-cream with a bantering mess discussing names of the babies, the one that Chessie and Harry decided, him telling her about the little onesies they bought hearing that Y/N stood up taking out a little bag from the chests of drawers.

"I hope you wouldn't mind." She mutters showing him the lil knitted gloves and Harry slid his palm above her's wrapping them snugly, "I don't want ye' to think ya can't love on 'em 'cos after all it's ye'r womb they belong too." Her lip wobbles at his words and she stuffs her face against his chest fisting the hem. It fred away butterflies inside Harry. He sucka his lip. He shouldn't be acting like this. He has a girlfriend that he's gonna have a baby with. They're happy or atleast he thinks so.

They've been bestfriend for years and those feelings never drowned him. Is it because now she's having his babies? Maybe? Harry tries to convince himself.

When he looks down Y/N's drooling onto his shirt deep into slumber. He pecks her hair slipping his arms under her to hold her firmly against his chest. Laying her on the bed tucking her under blankets.

. . .

It sounds like multiple thuds as doctor hovered the ultrasound device over her gelled cover belly. Her belly growing way faster than it should. Her gaze glued at the ceiling fingers crossed. Harry and Chessie holding hands tight gazes fixed at the screen both of them confused at the disoriented image. They all were on the edge of their seats waiting for their turns. Y/N wished that someone could give her a huge warm hug to soothe her nerves down. But, in the first place she shouldn't be worried about the gender as it's none of concern but theirs. It's getting hard day by day.

"It's twins!" Doctor announces chirply getting a wave of silence in return. But, soon the room filled with happy giggles and gasps of Harry as he went to hug Chessie who's expressionless from shock. Y/N pouts wishing it was her. Smiling at doctor when she squeezed her hand in consolation. She's frightened though. How could she deliver two babies? To deal with the roughness that comes along them? Gonna be pretty hectic.

"We hit a jackpot, innit?" He grins down at her kissing Chessie's cheek last time before leaning down to hug her. "Gonna be super carin' with ye' now." Y/N gives a pat to his back in return awkwardly eyeing as Chessie left the room hastily.

. . .

It rakes against the wood harshly as Chessie glided keys of Harry's house towards him without a word. He puts the baby guide book aside arching his brow, "I can't do this anymore. I want an out." Dread. Seeping down Harry's bones.

Guarding himself down he grits, "What do ya mean you want an out? We agreed with full consent of yours Chessie." She shakes her head furiously.

"I didn't sign up for two of 'em Harry I could barely be there for one!!" He puts his elbows on his knees head lowering, "But you wanted to have a family with me didn't ye'?" His eyes tearing and she throws her head back in annoyance finding it difficult to make him understand.

"No. No – No. You wanted a family! Because of your continuous protests I gave in. Told you I wasn't ready for all of this bullshit now we are here." She emphasises. Harry stands up from his seat towering her pointing a finger at her.

He's rageous. Could burn this house down. How could she be so mean? Cowarding back at the last moment.

"Don't call it bullshit." He spits full of venom for the woman he mighty love and she snaps her head other way, "Congrats she finally ruined us and couldn't be more happy – now that she's having your mother fuckin' babies." He stumbles back knocking the coffee table lungs congesting.

"Don't drag her in all of this she's innocent." She laughs ironically looking him square in eyes yelling like a maniac, "Gave her your sperms now you can't hold back from fucking her. I knew it. You were fucking her behind my back weren't you?" She thinks of him like that? A cheater? He loved her and she always thought he was cheating her.

"Don't yell. I don't want to see ye'r cruel face when I come back home." He tries not to croak mustering strength to walk away from her. Exposing himslef to freezing weather locking himself in his car and crying his heart out. Sky crying along him. He punches the steering wheel brutally shouting "why's?" Head falling atlast as he thought of all his dreams shattering at his feet.

She caged him instead of giving him shelter. Replaced the butterflies he used to get from her with a burning hell in his pit, should've been mother of his children now she's just an ex.

The excruciating part is how he's gonna tell Y/N about this? She'll be crushed.

. . .

"Oh my god . . ." It was the roar of thunder that startled her but something else took her attention away. That tinsy kick protruding the taught skin of her belly, ". . . which one of you?" She was extra happy today. It's swimming in her head. It's just a thought but sharing it with Harry wouldn't kill someone. She wanna ask him if she could've one of the babies. It's just she's too much into the moment that she forgot she still have a degree to complete. A career to pursue and a life she always wanted.

When there's a knock at door she tries to stand up with the support of armrest a hand on her back. A gasp falling from her mouth at the sight of Harry's clothes soaked and another when he looks up with bloodshot eyes. Tears dried cheeks and heaving chest seeming utterly devastated.

"Pet what happened!?" She grabs him from elbow pulling him inside and he falls onto his knees smashing his cheeks against her showing tummy -- a sob recking through him, "Harry you're scarin' me. Tell me what happened is everything okay?"

"Chessie don't want these babies - sh-she didn't wanna ruin her career but atlast agreed . . . n-n now she doesn't want 'em 'n wants an out." He stutters. White noise deafening Y/N's ears and she steps back with expressions as if she's scared. Horrified of the future.

"It means she never had complications? She just didn't wanted her body to go through all of this." When Harry didn't fill in to her inquiry she flopped onto sofa from the shock shoving her face into her palms giving out a cry of hurt at her stupidity.

"God. I'm such an idiot!" He shakes his head crawling towards her with sad eyes and lil hiccups, "No please don'tcha say that. We'll figure it out yeah? Never wanted this t'happen." God. How bad he wants her to assure him that it'll be alright.

"You'll figure out what, huh!? Leaving them just like she did!?" Swear Harry felt a dagger jabbing it's way into his heart more upsetting tears spilling down his throat. "I hate you guys. They're none of your babies from now on. . ."

"Leave." She orders him wiping her tears roughly with the sleeve of her jumper. Running out of breath with each sniffle. Raises her hand stopping him to step forward and protest, "I said leave before I make you!!" He nods inhaling breath of remorse looking at the ceiling for a second then to her.

"Before, that want ya t'know. I still want 'em. They're mine. How could I not? love 'em. Hope ya'll forgive me." Then it's just sobs of Y/N taking over the buzz of telly as the door ticks. He didn't leave though. He's too afraid to. His back sliding against her door knees closing against his chest letting it all dawn upon him. His green luscious orbs hooding with sadness and the fluff of his curls.

Dunno if Y/N would be able to forgive him.

. . .

He woke up to a boot nudging to his thigh squinting up to find Niall stating down at him with consoling eyes. Poor Harry slept in the hallway. His neck sore and limbs stoned.

"Heard it 'lad. Was suspicious with Chessie long way." He helps Harry stand up patting his shoulders, "Y/N called ye'?" He grogs rubbing his eye with knuckles. When Niall confirms he quips with pleading eyes in a low whisper knowing he'll get his hair ripped if that furious little mama bunny will find him outside.

"Ye' think she'll forgive meh?" Niall chuckles to light up the situation, "'course H. Do ya think our pet's that ruthel—" He bites his tongue. Harry's gaze following the snap of his neck when the door opened revealing Y/N in a lilac chunky sweater. Puffy eyes and swollen lips. Harry feeling like a dickhead at her condition. It's all his fault. Then their eyes fall at the piping hot cuppa of tea in her hand.

With a stoic face she hands it to Harry and pulls Niall inside slamming the door at curly boy's face. So, she knew he was there sharing a door with her the whole night.

. . .

"Isn't it a good thing thou, love?" Niall smiles. He's chill in all of this. Watching it unwrap. They were meant for eachother Niall thinks so, "You wanted one of 'em and ended up havin' a whole bean can." She groans throwing her peach plushie at his chest. A smile swirming up her lips at his silly statement now that she's more stable less sad.

"You're the absolute worst, Ni!" He holds her cold hands tugging her close to make her look, "Want ya to forgive H. He did nothin' wrong, pet." When she pouts ruffling the silk strands of her rug with her feet he grabs her chin.

"Remember how happy he was? Don't go mad on him yeah?" She bobs her head not meeting his gaze. Meanwhile, there's knock at the door and Niall takes it laughing to himself softly at the box of doughnuts with a note.

"What is it?" He's already flopping beside her hooking his nimble finger around the white doughnut with rainbow sprinkles, "If I'd have known pregnant ladies gets treated this way. Would be havin' one baby every year." She smacks him in belly and unlatches the note reading it with a sucked lip.

Ye'r antenatal class's tommorrow. Don't forget to take ye vitamins :)

How gentle, calm and optimistic Harry could be needles her some.

. . .

Harry's waiting for her in the car fiddling with the radio. He isn't gonna lie. He's been going through a heartbreak. To cope with it he wants to accompany Y/N in her parent craft classes. When she waddles towards his car cosied up in a yellow baggy sweater and a cardigan Harry remembers she stole from him ages ago he mighty scrunched his nose in adoration at her cuteness.

Her nose pink and cheeks flushing as she slips into her seat, "Can you stop bringin' me stuff. I know how to take care of myself." She nips at him when he forwards her a kale smoothie. He doesn't seem to mind. Both, of them knows very well she's trying to avoid drinking it. She finds it yucky!

"Wanna take care of ya'll is all." He mumbles putting it in her side's cup holder. Ya'll .She regrets it instantly. Damn his puppy eyes!

. . .

"Mr. Styles and . . . Miss Y/N." The instructor calls them and they both raises their hand awkwardly as if in elementary school. "You're the parents of twin right?" She asks. Y/N wanted to say that their supposed to be parent ran off from the fear. But, she couldn't. Could never. It'll be like rubbing salt to his wounds. Bestfriends don't do that shit even in their most anger.

"Yes." She confirms. When Harry didn't. Scared if he might say something wrong. "Ok then! Lay your mats n' have a seat." Harry guides her with the little of his hand on her back. Her shoulder nudging his taut chest, and goosebumps pimples at her skin when his fingers brushes the side of her belly as he helps her sit down.

She takes an all rounder of the room and none of the parents looks like they're here to prepare for war unlike them. She shyly waves at the two mothers beside her and Harry twinges his lip equally flustered as her.

They start with relaxation and breathing exercises. Telling Y/N to let herself loose in Harry's arms. She fumbles with the hem of her sweater when his fingers gingerly winked at her sides and the lull of his breath hit her earlobe.

"Like a train engine whistling -- it's annoying." She mutters rolling her eyes and turning back to listen to instructor. "Now, I can't even breath without ye' comin' fo' me throat?" He grits with a kink of brows and when she confirms with a no --- He gasps dramatically. He hates her hormones little bitches.

It's gonna be a long journey of Hell for them.

. . .

"Are you hungry?" He asks turning the heat on knowing how cold her feet could get in the span of seconds. She huffs trying to buckle her belt and it squirms a fond smile out of him at her cute effort to be put in place due to her bump. If he'd coo. She'd rip him into tiny bits. It's better if he gazes away.

"Does it mean emptying your pocket?" She arches her brow sinking into her seat. "Bitso. . " He chuckles softly drumming at the steering wheel.

"Then I'd love to." She adds with a smirk. Clasping her hands atop her heart outta excitement. It makes him shake his poof of hickorey curls at her silliness.

They end up taking a takeout of onion loaded cheese burgers. Greasy fries. An iced-tea and a box of cookies from Babara's shop a block away from Harry's house.

"Wanna choose fo' ye'rself?" He asked her before going inside and she denied with a worried expression. Not knowing how she'll explain all of this to Babara who's her one of the good friends from UNI. Harry respects that. If she isn't ready to talk about it he isn't gonna pressurize her. They've been dodging the serious talk since she let him take to parental classes. Knows one day or another they've to decide how it's all gonna work.

. . .

Good food can make you more high than actual drugs. Licking their fingers off now they feel all sleepy and lazy sitting on the comfortable sofa watching telly with hooded eyes.

Harry's cheek smushed adorably against her baby bump ears tuned into what his babies are talking about.

"You know what? 'S not about winners or loosers. Bu' I won." She bubble hiccups slumping deeper with sugar rush hitting her. "Huh? Harry mumbles eyes drooping. The cotton balls of snowflakes glittering outside, collecting at the window and foging them up.

"I get to have babies of my bestfriend and this nice foodddd — 'n what did Chessie got? No babies and no happy feeling of being their mother." Harry shots up from his snooze blinking up at her and she quickly takes it back regret eating her alive, "'m sorry it slipped."

"No!!" He almost shouts cupping her cheeks making her look at him. His dimples deeps that someone could scoop them like an ice-cream. He gives her an eskimo kiss that makes her veins run with glittery blood.

"I wan' ye' to be the mother of me babies." No hesitation. No dithering. Just him asking for the tinsy bit of her heart. For her forgiveness. For the love they've kept blind eye for years. "We'll figure this out, yeah?" He murmurs their lips brushing and breaths kissing. Pulling back with a forehead kiss.

She lives for forehead kisses makes her shallow tin heart explode with glittery firecrackers.

She nods to give him the affirmation that she wants what he wants.

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dreamifics · 3 years

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Steve Harrington x Reader

Casuality

Just some fluff, angst and smut

Warning: mentions of alcohol, mentions of sexual activity, a little cursing

How did me and Y/N ended making out in my pool? Bad decisions and booze, that's the answer. I wanted it to stop, but it was good.. Too damn good. I can taste in her mouth the bitterness of the alcohol we drank a while ago. The mix of beer and vodka was still lingering in her mouth.

My hands run in her legs, as her hands tug my hair. There were fire igniting inside us, it was burning with lust and adrenaline. A low moan escapes her mouth, this added fuel to the fire inside us. We both knew that we'd regret this in the morning, but we didn't stop.

Y/N Henderson..

I'm close to her brother, but not to her. We fought monster beside each other, she was close to Robin, Nancy and Jonathan. But not to me, that's why I'm surprised when she arrived in my doorsteps, alcohol in her hands.

"Hey, Steviee!Wanna run around town and get smashed?"

She caught me off guard but I agreed, I was always intrigued by her. I never noticed her in high school but she seems to know everything about me.

"Oh, come on!Steve!I'm not stupid!I know you use that shitty shampoo and conditioner!"

"It's not shitty!It's the real deal!"

"Whatever, let's go back to your house and take a dip in your fancy pool!"

My mind snapped back as we moved to my bed, Y/N's heavy breaths and low moans was all I could hear from her. We drop in my bed, we knew were going to spend all night here. The sheets wrapped around our naked bodies, legs entangled with each others. Moans filling the room, sweats dripping from our hot naked body. We were drunk and stupid. Sobriety and rational thinking was out the window. This night was filled with bad decisions and bad decisions only.

Days have passed since that night, we decided to continue the relationship but we're keeping it casual. We're now sitting in my car, music blasting on the stereo on a low volume. She was looking blankly on the window as I drive her to campus.

"What are you thinking about?" I questioned, snapping her out of her trance. She smiled at me as she relaxed into the passenger seat.

"Whatever your thinking about.."

"Dustin moaning really weird last night?" I joked causing her to glare at me.

"No, but now that's what I'm thinking.." I chuckled at her response as I paid attention to the road.

"Hey, do you want to have a sleep over tonight?"

"Sleepover?What are you ten?Do you also want to braid each other's hair and have a pillow fight?" Her witty remarks always get me laughing, that's one thing I like about you Y/N..

"Come on, we're not gonna be sleeping anyway.." I pleaded.

"Ooh, Stevie gonnna give me the lovey dovey!" She said in a baby voice. Gotta admit, that was weird as hell.

"Oh dear god.." I mumbled under my breath.

"What's that Harrington?" Her glares could literally kill someone, I just gave her an innocent smile, she just rolled her eyes.

"Nothing.."

"I'll see you tonight, then.."

A comfortable silence filled the ambiance of the car, if I know Y/N and I think I do, she'll try to rummage her brain for something to talk to--.

"What was Dustin moaning about?" There it is..

"Oh dear god.." I just shake my head in amusement.

The first time I had ever seen you cry was the day we got home from campus, snots and tears were everywhere. I never saw you cry, even when we almost died twice while trying to save the world. Not a one single tear, but now your here infront of me. Tears in your eyes, as you sobbed into my chest. I don't know what to do, should I comfort you?

"What happend?" I finally asked the lingering thought in my head.

"I saw Dad with his brand new family.."

Y/N's father..

I never really met him but to what I gather from Y/N and Dustin is that he's a coward. He left his family to be with another woman.. Putting the three of you to emotional trauma and abuse.

"I'm sorry.." That's all I could say..

"After all what he did to Mom and Dustin, he have the audacity to be happy while Mom cover up the pain with cats.."

"I hate my dad, I swear if he ever comes back, I'll feed him to the demogorgons.. Why does this always happen to me? Can everything be just fine again?"

I hate seeing her like this.. What should I say? I can't really relate to her, my parents still stood by me.

"I'd do whatever I could do, if you want to get wasted, I'll do it with you, If you want to burn your dad's house, I'll be down with that. Just don't cry, I can't stand seeing you like this."

A small laugh erupted from her, moving beside me, she lay her head into my shoulders.

"Thanks for the reassurance Harrington.."

"That's what I'm here for.."

"Come on Steve, let's make out in your pool.." Y/N stands up, and gave me her hand, I gladly accepted it.

"Why do you have to ruin the mood?"

"How's that ruining the mood?If anything, I'm building the mood." She said in a sultry and teasing voice. I rolled my eyes, does she think I'll get turned on by that. She was crying just a moment ago, she was releasing snots.

"I think you have daddy issues, love.." It was her turn to roll her eyes.

"We all have daddy issues.." I grab her cheeks and peck her lips.

"We both have daddy issues, then." She just gave me the most precious smile that ever existed.. Oh, God. How I love you.

The first fight we had was also our last, it was your birthday. We were hanging out in your room, laying in her bed as the television played Star Wars. The pale moon was dancing all throughout the room, I knew there was something bothering me, we've been doing this for months, keeping everything casual. I'm growing tired of the constant thought that someone will take her away from me.. Don't get me wrong, I love Y/N, I'm not sure how she feel about me though. Y/N's like a close book, hard to read. So many things that I wish I knew, but there's so many walls that I can't break through. ( Where the swifties at? )

"Are you okay?" Y/N soft voice pulled me out of my head.

Am I really okay?No, why? I want us to be in a committed relationship, where someone can't take you away from me. That's how much I love you..

"Nothing, just thinking about us.." A small smile tugged in her lips as she scoot closer.

"What about us?" She asked, her brows wiggling.

"Being casual and all.." The smile she had falter, she moved away from me, running her hands through her hair.

"You know I'm not ready yet.."

"You always say that."

"Steve!I can't have this exact same conversation with you over and over again!" And here we are, fighting.. The anger inside me flicked open, I know it won't do good but I still went ahead and got mad.

"Why can't you say it once?!" Our shouts echoed through the whole house, her Mom is probably worried about her.

"What can't I say?!" She asked confused and angry at the samw time.

"That you love me!" The whole room suddenly got quiet, the look in Y/N's face was hard to read. Are you shocked? Scared? Angry? What? Do you love me like I love you? Please, say the words that I want--no, what I need to hear.

"Steve, we both know that we agreed to keep things casual.." She finally spoke, but not the words that came out was not what I needed.

"Casual?We've been together for almost a year now, how much more casual do you want it to get?"

"I--Steve, I can't do this now.." She backs away from me, opening her door wide open for me to leave.

"Why?" That's all that exited my mouth..

"Because I need space!" She snaps, a involuntary scoff left my lips.

"Space from what?!We barely have a relationship!"

"Just get away!I can't believe your pressuring me!" She shouts, but I stayed to say the words I'll regret..

"Let's just end whatever the fuck this is!"

"Fine!" She screamed as she walks up to me and pushed me out of her room.. Reaching the end of her door, she pushed me. I stumbled but managed to bounce back, before I can even say another word she slammed the door. And there's that..

"Steve?" Dustin came out of his room, a worried expression painted in his face.

"Are you and Y/N okay?"

"Yeah, it's just a--" I stopped at the middle of the sentence, my mouth refused to let the words escape.

"A what?" He questioned.

A break up..

"Nothing, it's nothing.." I lied..

I didn't know why I couldn't say the words. I clearly never wanted this to happen, I didn't know what happend. And I can't take it back, what's done is done..

Life with Y/N was hard, but life without her is much harder. Was I in the wrong? I shouldn't have pressure her, all I wanted is to go up at her house. But Dustin told me, she was really busy with a lot of schoolworks. Where did it get so complicated?

I was walking home when I saw Y/N, just standing in my porch front step. She seems fidgety and nervous, those sweet eyes seem to notice me. Y/N was wearing one of my Van Halen shirts, with a short and just some sneakers. You always looked beautiful in my shirts..

"Steve.." I love how she says my name, but I love it more if she screams my name. Flashes of her naked body grinding on me suddenly appeared on my head. This was not the time but I couldn't help it. I miss her..

"Hey.." I greet..

"I just wanted to--"

"I should be the one apologizing, I shouldn't pressure you like that.." I cut her off, I'm right. There's no need to apologize, I was in the wrong. I pressured her when I agreed to keep it casual.

"Still, I'm sorry too.." Y/N was always nice, never letting her pride get in the way of her life.. An eerie silence once filled our conversation, I never wanted this but maybe..

"Maybe it's best if I give you the space you nee--"

"I love you.." She cuts me off..

"Huh?" My mind went blank, my eyes blink rapidly as I try to sink in the three words you just dropped.

"I don't need space, I love you Steve Harrington.." She confessed cheekily, a small smile appeared on our face.

"I love you too.." She just smiles at me, but she was waiting for something. What is it? A ring, maybe? But this is not a proposal..

"What are you waiting for?Kiss me."

Ohh, right.. The way I moved was slow, I think she grew impatient because you pulled me and our lips collided into one. The way your lips was covered in the strawberry chapstick I gave you, this was my favorite thing in the world. I slid my tongue, it danced with yours. I pushed you in my door, opening it in the process.

When it burst open, we celebrated by going into my bed. Pushing Y/N into the bed was pretty arousing. We didn't need words or foreplay, we're pretty straightforward. Our lips once connected again, heavy breaths and low moans was all I could hear.

We slowly undressed each other, our lips was still intact, rushing into things was never really your motto. I felt your skin made contact with mine, I felt the heat from your body. My hands were making their way to her tender breasts, I slowly massaged it until the nipples turned like tiny stones. A loud moan came out from her mouth, I couldn't resist and licked them, biting them playfully. Another moan came out from her sweet lips, I stopped as I took out my hard and mounting manhood, I rest it unto her thighs. Y/N sits up, looking at me with questions in those eyes.

"What happend?You got tired?" Y/N whisper in her sultry voice.

"Taunting me?Really?"

Before she can even respond I got on top of bed and smirked, your naked body was softly laying in my bed. This made me harder, you're so perfect in every way. My hands are already in your legs, spreading it wide and open. I can see you closing your eyes at my touch, I drove my two fingers inside her. She moans with the contact it made, eyes rolled in the back of her head. I ravish her breast with my mouth as my fingers interact inside her.

"Fuck, Steve!"

I was hitting the right places, she was twisting left and right, her hands were gripping my sheets, I pulled my fingers out and replaced it with my organ. A loud piercing moan escapes her lips as I pump into her, every thrust was in sync with her breathing. I slowly grunt as I pump harder and deeper into her, I yank her legs back, as my other hand gripped her ass. I dug myself further into her, setting off another shattering moan.

"Steve, faster."

I increasing the speed, she wrapped her arms around my back, her nails digging into my skin. Pain and Pleasure was a great mixture for me. I hit every possible spot inside her, the nails dug deeper as I thrust harder and much more deeper. The speed increased once again, as I feel both of our climax building up inside, it can explode any second now. Every thrust I make, every moan she screams, and every sweat that drips was a cherry on top.

"Fuck, I'm coming!"

With that we both exploded into each other, I felt a warm liquid flows between her legs and mine. A small smile appeared on her lips as we were both out of breath, her hair was all disheveled.

"Well, that was fun.." She whisper, her voice hoarsed from all the moaning she did.

"I can see.." I joked causing her cheeks to blush..

"Shut up!"

I pulled out, she shivered at that action. I laid next to her, she looks at me with love and compassion. She pecked a kiss in my lips, cuddling besides me as the moon peaked through my windows. Y/N deserves every love and adoration in the world, I'm going to marry you someday..

This is my first smut ever, I hope it was..nice? If there's anything wrong I did in the smut, you can tell me, I'll do anything to improve it! I also accept request, any characters! Marvels, DC, B99, FRIENDS, Criminal Minds, TBBT, Community, basically anything! I accept anything! You can leave a comment or give me an ask!

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jjmaybanksbaby · 3 years

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Where It Leads (Rafe Cameron)

Summer I

Part 02: That James Deam Daydream

series masterlist | previous part

summary: After the car accident, you haven’t been able to get Rafe out of your mind but hasn’t he already caused enough trouble?

a/n: With the semester ending I have a lot more free time so I plan on updating this series more consistently (ie weekly)!! I’m also gonna start a taglist for this series so if you want to be added to it drop a ☀️ in my inbox/messages!

word count: 1.5k

The fluorescent lights of the hospital flooded your vision as you blinked your groggy eyes open. The machines you were connected to beeped slow and hypnotically beside you. You could feel the pain that would ripple through your body with every movement before had even attempted to sit up. Your breathing was labored and forced, an unusual sensation.

Your mom entered the room carrying two cups of steaming coffee which she placed on the small table in the corner of the room as soon as she noticed you were awake. She sat down quickly in the chair that was situated on the left side of your hospital bed. She automatically took your hand in hers.

"Oh, good, honey. You're awake. How are you feeling?" She asked, her brow knit together in concern. The bags under her eyes seemed to give you some indication of how long you'd been out. Your mother was always the most put together in the room. Her dirty blonde hair, the same color as yours, always gave the allusion of having been freshly blown out. Her makeup never looked chalky or stale, a skill you'd never quite been able to replicate. She lived in black blazers and stilettos, her purse resting in the nook of her arm.

The person holding tightly onto your hand in that hospital room was an entirely different version of your mom. One that two days ago had gotten a call that her daughter had gotten into a car crash, thrown a bunch of clothes in a suitcase, and board the first available flight from Oregon to the Outer Banks.

Your eyelids drooped, it was taking all your energy to keep them open so you let them close.

"Mom," you said, your voice coming out just barely above a whisper. "What happened?" You asked, even though you remembered most of what had happened the night of the crash.

The way you'd scrapped your knee climbing out of your window of your Nonna's house. The beautiful Cameron boy. The bonfire and the stink eye Phoebe had given you all night. The headlights of the car bellowing down the wrong side of the road. Rafe's hand grabbings yours.

Your mom reached up and brushed away a strand of hair that had fallen onto your face. "You were in a car crash y/n. The other car hit the side of the one you were in and pushed you into a ditch. The force of the airbag fractured your rib which punctured your lung. The doctors said you're gonna be okay but they're keeping you on an IV drip of some pain meds."

Your chest did feel heavy but not just from the injuries.

"Wh- what about Rafe? Is he okay?" You forced yourself to open your eyes.

Your mom breathed in sharply. "He's okay. He left the hospital yesterday with his dad with only a concussion and a broken wrist."

"Mmmhmm." You mumbled in acknowledgment. You could feel sleep taking over once again. "I love you." You said to your mom before drifting off.

☼☼☼

Your bed was littered with the clothes you should have been packing because your flight left early tomorrow morning but instead, you were laying on the floor staring up at the ceiling, the fan whirling around rapidly. The August heat had seeped into the house, causing you to break into a sweat with the smallest movement. The sounds of the conversation between your Nonna and mom echoed from downstairs. You were sure they were probably arguing about you, again.

Your mom hadn't been able to let the accident go even though. You tried to explain to her how you'd left the house without your Nonna's permission so it wasn't like it was totally her fault. You sighed, wincing at the pain that still ran through your body when you took too deep a breath.

A tiny ping filled your ears causing you to sit up.

Ping. There it was again.

A third peddle hit your window. You walked over to it, sliding it open to see Rafe standing on the lawn below.

Your breath hitched. You hadn't seen him since that night but he looked exactly the same except for the black splint on his wrist.

"Hi," he yelled, cupping his hands around his mouth so his voice carried.

You glanced over your shoulder nervous that your mom or Nonna were going to walk into the room at any moment having heard Rafe's shouting.

"Come up here," you replied, waving him up to your room.

With a surprising amount of speed for someone with only one good wrist, he pulled himself up the side of the porch and climbed through your window.

His eyes meet yours as he landed on the carpet and words escaped you entirely. The sparks that had been there that night hadn't disappeared at all.

"Hey, stranger," Rafe said, failing to hold back a smirk.

"Nice cast," you replied.

He looked down at it and quickly back up at you. "I'm sorry about everything. I promised to get you home safe and then got us into a car crash. Not exactly how I pictured the night ending." He forced a laugh but the regret in his voice was unmissable.

You took a step closer to him. "You don't have to apologize Rafe. You did everything you could. And I'm okay. You're okay. We're alive." There was more you wanted to say but the words seemed to disappear before you could form them.

Rafe closed the distance between the two of you stopping right in front of you. "God, I like you so much and I really fucked it up. Didn't I?"

This time a genuine laugh escaped you. "I think we might be able to salvage it." You responded feeling unusually bold. You grabbed his face, pulling him down to your level and placed an urgent kiss on his lips.

He slipped his own hand behind your neck, keeping your mouth pressed against his. The air around you was electric and neither of you dared to pull away first.

The door to your bedroom swung open and your Nonna's loud stern voice suddenly took over.

"Y/n y/l/n."

You stepped away from Rafe quickly, dropping your arms to your side. You turned around to face your Nonna. Her face was set with anger.

"Out Mr. Cameron." She instructed.

"Right. I was just leaving." He replied, moving back towards the window.

"Out the front door." Your Nonna clarified.

"Oh, yeah. Of course. My bad." Rafe said. His eyes connected with yours for just a moment as he walked out of the room. Your head the front door close behind him a few beats later.

You stayed frozen in the middle of the room, awaiting the lecture you knew was coming next.

Your Nonna crossed the room and shut the window.

"You're letting all the a/c out." She said, dryly.

"I'm sorry," you responded, apologizing for more than leaving the window open.

"A Cameron boy almost ruined your mother's life. I won't let the same thing happen to you." Your Nonna pushed some of your clothes aside and sat down on the bed.

"Your mom," she started again. "She started dating Rafe's dad, Ward, during her junior year. He was a year older and going to UNC in the fall. She wanted to follow him after she graduated high school. She thought she loved him and I told her no. Told her she could pick anywhere else but I wouldn't pay for her to throw her life away for puppy love. They broke up in October of her senior year. She barely spoke more than a few words to me for months. Then she moved away to California for college and didn't call me her entire freshman year. It was the hardest thing I've had to do as a mother. It almost ruined me. Ruined our relationship. But he was never going to really make her happy. He didn't love her like she loved him and it would never have lasted and then she'd be stuck at a school that she hadn't chosen for herself." Your Nonna looked up at you as she finished speaking.

"Do you understand what I'm saying?" She asked. "That Cameron boy isn't good for you." Your Nonna stood up and walked over to you. She placed a kiss on your forehead. "I love you, muffin."

"I love you too." You replied. "I gotta finish packing."

"Okay," she said, closing the door behind her as she walked out of your room.

You flopped backward onto your bed and let out an audible groan. You had finally kissed Rafe Cameron and of course, your Nonna had to walk in at that moment.

Your phone, which had been previously discarded in the mess on your bed, buzzed. You pulled it out from under a pile of swimsuits. A text from Rafe popped up on the screen.

r: 'I'm officially scared of your grandma.'

y/n: 'hahah did you know our parents dated in hs?'

r: 'Really? I didn't. Weird.'

r: 'When do you leave?'

y/n: 'tomorrow moring'

The three dots showing that Rafe was typing appeared the screen up again and then went away. You waited another moment before turning your phone off and tossing it to the side.

You knew your Nonna just wanted the best for you but it wasn't gonna be easy to get Rafe Cameron out of your head.

#outer banks #obx #obx netflix #outer banks fanfiction #obx fanfic #outer banks fanfic #outer banks series #rafe cameron series #rafe cameron fic #rafe cameron x reader #rafe cameron x y/n #rafe cameron #rafe cameron outer banks #rafe cameron obx #where it leads series #where it leads

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multifandomgirl-us · 3 years

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Johnny Don't Leave Me

Slightly based off the song Bust Your Kneecaps by Pomplamoose

link to song X

Terry has to do some undercover work as John Ludwig and it involves getting close to you, the daughter of one of the biggest mafia bosses around. He has been undercover for a couple years now and thinks he finally has enough evidence to stop pretending.

Disclaimer: Terry in Batman Beyond is 16 years old but in this story he is 22 when he meets the reader and about 24 when the incident happens and they confront each other again.

Undercover!Terry x Mafia!reader

The sparkling diamond ring sat on the left hand ring finger perfectly. The sunshine reflecting off of it was blinding to those not used to it. You have been admiring it for the last half hour while you sat waiting for your appointment at the bridal shop. A slight smile has stayed permanent on your lips ever since the proposal from your now fiance John Ludwig.

You and John had met at a coffee shop that you and your family owned. Although coffee wasn't the only thing your small family business dealt with, that is where you spent most of your time. John had walked in one day while you were on break and asked to sit with you even though there were other tables open. From there he proceeded to woo you and you had fallen in love with him. A couple years passed and he had asked for your hand in marriage. You of course said yes and he promised to love you forever.

The wedding preparations were going as smooth as they could but you had almost forgotten one thing: the dress. Hence the appointment today at the shop. With you was your cousins Anna and Amber who were the closest thing you had to sisters. You were the only child as your mom had passed away giving birth to you. With you being the only child, you were also your father's little princess and he and the family would hurt anyone or anything that dared to lay a finger on you in the wrong way. This caused suitor after suitor to flee and for you to be single for most of your life. The only one who decided he could handle your family and you was John, or Johnny as you like to call him. He made it through your first date and more importantly he made it through being introduced to your father which is where most of them ran off.

"Y/N, we're ready for you if you will just follow me," the sales representative said, approaching your small group.

“Of course.”

As you walked, you gazed around at the white Victorian style walls lined with pictures of models in each frame wearing some of the dresses available in the boutique. Luckily for you, you knew what style of dress you wanted and had contacted the shop in order to have the style pulled right away and put in your changing room.

All of the extravagant dresses lined the wall, hanging by the rod that was fastened across the wall. Dress after dress, almost none of them felt right to you, they didn't give you that wow, until about three dresses from the last did you find the one for you.

You weren’t a traditional woman so the whole 'white dress for the wedding day' was not for you. Your power colors were red and black and that is what you were going to stick with. Your final decision was a flowing red dress with a deep v-neck and black accents on the bodice. The train of the dress was longer than the dress itself and you found a red lace veil with a tiara to match. The final preparations for your wedding were now complete and you could not wait to marry the love of your life.

-Time skip-

“Do you John Ludwig take Y/N to be your lawfully wedded wife? If so, say ‘I do’,” the priest spoke. At that moment, the usually non-existent smile appeared on John’s face and he let go of your hands. Your smile vanishes and instant panic sets in.

“I don’t,” John states with relief. After he spoke those words, you regretted your ‘no weapons’ rule that you put in place. Besides the pain and sadness running through your mind was the urge to hurt John.

“Get down on the ground!” The sound of multiple police officers and the doors to the chapel slamming open were all muffled to you as the only thing on your mind was getting revenge. Unfortunately for you, revenge would have to wait as John was nowhere to be seen and the friends and family who were gracious enough to attend your wedding were either being escorted out in handcuffs or running away. As most of the police were being distracted with your guests, you took your chance to escape. There was no way you could get your revenge if you were locked up.

Although those who were unlucky enough to not get away wouldn’t be locked up for long, you were still going to have to wait for the rest of your family to get out to carry out your plans. You used this time to gather resources and information on who this John character was and any family he had. He made it personal so it was only right for you to attack him on a personal level as well.

-Time skip-

Months of cyber-stalking research and actual stalking observance had led you to the true identity of the man you knew as John Ludwig. Which leads you to your current situation. The sound of guns being fired resounds throughout the warehouse, covering the sound of grunts and punches being thrown at the bat who caused all this. John, who you discovered was actually the Bat in disguise, was currently giving and receiving punches. Unfortunately for your men, it was more giving than receiving. Over half of your men in the room were getting their asses handed to them and the other half were still working on loading the “cargo” or were unconscious.

You had gotten permission from your father and gathered the men he considered “disposable” and created this whole thing. The crates being loaded were just left over boxes from previous shipments in order to not lose any actual precious cargo. The men were just some of the newbies that had joined. This whole thing was all a charade to get the Bat to you and clearly, it worked. Even if the overall heist did not work out and he found out it was a hoax, you had a plan B which was more devious than you wished to go but a girl’s gotta do what a girls gotta do.

Majority of your men had been knocked out when you decided to reveal yourself to Batman. “Well, well, well. Isn’t it Batman, or would you rather I called you John, or even better yet, Terry?” you took slow calculated steps towards the man in the skintight batsuit. As you said his real name, you saw the whites of the mask where his eyes would be widen slightly.

“Wha-, mhmm, What do you mean, who’s Terry?” the Bat asked.

“Don’t play dumb with me Terry McGinnis. When you destroyed a day that was supposed to be special for me you made it personal. So, I made sure to find out personal things about the supposed John Ludwig who to my surprise does not exist. See when the cops took over and arrested my family and friends on our wedding day. I just so happened to see the oh so familiar silhouette of Batman. Now, it was pretty obvious that either John knew the Bat or was him. I did some digging and to my surprise, found your real name is not John Ludwig, but Terry McGinnis. Your reaction to being called Terry was just the confirmation that it is you. Lucky for me, I found out everything I could about you. Like your brother Max who lives with your mom, how your dad died, or even past girlfriends like Melanie better known as 10 and Dana, your highschool sweetheart. There is nothing that you can hide from me Terry. Not when you messed with my family.” By the time you were done with your spiel, you were within arms reach of Terry. He saw this as an opportunity to grab you and shove you against the closest wall-like object to the two of you. This so happened to be one of the pallets which had a loose box on the top. The box dropped at the impact, bursting open to reveal packing peanuts and crumpled up pieces of paper.

Terry looked down at the mess just made and then back at you, “this was all just some ruse, there was no shipment going out tonight was there?”

“Wow, great detective work,” you deadpanned.

“You were really so obsessed with the idea of revenge that you created this whole scheme. Even if John Ludwig did exist, the chances of the both of you divorcing is high. All of this for a ruined wedding. That’s pathetic.”

“Yes, I did. But not just for a ruined wedding. It’s for the loss of trust, the family that was locked up, the family that was shot while being apprehended, and for messing with my emotions. I loved you and the day of the wedding is when I was shown that you had no care for me at all. I tried to stay out of my father’s business, I was trying to get out of my family because I didn’t want to subject you, subject John, to my messed up family. Turns out this family, my family, is the only group of people worth trusting. Because when you broke my heart, they did everything they could to help me even while dealing with the deaths and detainments of their own. It may be pathetic to you but you are the one who pushed me to my breaking point. Anything I do now, is your fault. Remember that, Terry McGinnis.” As much as you wanted your revenge to happen at that moment, you knew that it would be stupid and that you would be overpowered. Terry has had years of training and you are just getting started. You would get your revenge in due time but for now the psychological toll of what you would be doing in the future was enough for you.

soooooo this was long overdue... sorry

also thank you to @offendedfishnoises for continuous motivation to write this and for looking it over for me! <3

#terry mcginnis #terry mcginnis imagine #batman imagine #batman beyond #batfamily imagine #batboys

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vinniehackersgoodlittleslut · 3 years

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Kairi Consentieno [01]

A little over two years ago, Y/n's dad and Kairi's mom started dating. Recently he father and Kairi's mom decided got take the next step in their relationship and move in with each other. Kairi and his friends were people that Y/n never got along with. She made sure to keep her distance from him, when she was forced to hang out with him she would just be on her phone. Like at this moment, she was on her phone in the living room as he and his friends were playing video games.

Y/n's dad walked into the living room as his daughter was sitting on the couch on her phone. He looked at Kairi who was having fun with his friends, "Y/n, Kairi, we're gonna be leaving. I left money for pizza. Stay out of trouble and don't leave the house." Y/d/n said

Y/n looked up at her father nodding her head, "I don't know why I would leave since you made me move two towns over leaving my friends and boyfriend so there are no worries about that dad." Y/n said as she went back to texting her boyfriend.

Kairi looked at his step-sister rolling his eyes. Her father just looked at her, he felt bad about making her leave. It was a decision that he made on his own without telling her. He just gave her a smile as Kairi's mom came out.

Everyone said their goodbye's then left leaving the teenagers alone. Kairi looked over at her, "Are you serious?" Kairi started.

Y/n looked up at him, "What?" Y/n said.

"Your dad loves my mom, I don't think you understand that. Get over yourself Y/n, you knew this was coming one way or another." Kairi spoke.

Y/n rolled her eyes, "Get over myself? I don't think you understand, I gave up everything so my dad can be happy." Y/n said.

Kairi stood up, "Yeah? That's the kind of thing you do for the people that you love, you have to give up things. You're just being selfish." Kairi exclaimed.

Y/n rolled her eyes, "Selfish? Kairi it took less than a year for my dad to move on after my mom died. He told me the day before we moved in that we were moving two towns over. So sorry i'm being selfish." Y/n said.

Y/n was in her bed on her phone. There were still boxes that needed to be unpacked. She was still texting her boyfriend Mateo. She was telling him everything that happened tonight. There was a knock on the door, Kairi opened it.

"There's pizza if your hungry." He said.

"I'm not hungry," Y/n responded.

He went to leave but decided not to, "I'm sorry about your mom and I'm sorry you feel like this is ruining your life." Kairi said.

He walked over to her and sat on her bed, "But whether you like it or not your dad likes my mom and that's not gonna change." Kairi finished.

The two finished eating, Y/n was doing the dishes. Kairi sat on the chair at the table watching her. He would admit that she was hot, he loved how curvy she was. He imagined just bending her over the counter and just fucking her senseless. He stood up and moved behind her. She felt his presence behind her, "What do you want Kai?" Y/n questioned.

"You," Kairi said.

Y/n froze, did she just hear him correctly? Kairi stood very close behind her. He hesitantly put his hand on her waist, she let him. She sat the plate that she had in her hand back in the water, "No, don't stop doing the dishes." Kai said.

"O-Okay." She said.

She didn't know why she was letting him tell her what to do. She didn't know why she was letting him touch her since she had a boyfriend. He pulled her hair to the back, he kissed her neck slowly. She closed her eyes, "I have a boyfriend." Y/n spoke.

"Then tell me to stop," Kai said.

He continued to kiss her neck. He chuckled, "So you're gonna be a bad girl huh? Letting me touch you while you have a boyfriend? What a whore" Kairi said.

She turned around to face him, "What's his name?" Kai asked.

"M-Mateo." She replied.

He licked his lips, he looked to her lips to back up to her eyes. He smiled at her, he leaned in to kiss her. She was hesitant but leaned in too. Their lips pressed together, his tongue entered her mouth. She moaned at the feeling, she quickly did the same to him. Kairi pulled her body against his.

"I want you so bad," Kairi said while pulling away.

She turned around while pulling her sweats down, "Fuck me then, right now." Y/n said.

Kairi looked down at her ass, he licked his lips as he rubbed her ass. He quickly smacked her ass making her let out a yelp, "What about Mateo?" Kairi questioned.

"Fuck Mateo." Y/n blurted.

Kairi chuckled then wrapped his fingers around the elastic band of her thong. He pulled them down slowly making her whine. He moved his fingers up and down her slit making her wet. He got on his knees, he spread her lips looking at her glistening pussy. He moved his finger in her entrance making her gasp at the feeling, "You want my dick? Beg for it slut." Kairi demanded.

He moved his finger agonizingly slow, "Please Kai I really want you to fuck me." Y/n pleaded.

He smirked, "That's not good enough." Kai said.

He put another finger in her still going as slow as he could, "Kairi please I really want you to fuck me." Y/n pleaded.

Kairi stood up, he pulled his pants and underwear down to his thigh. He bent her over the counter, she held herself up a little bit since she was in front of the sink. He ran his tip against her clit, "Oh my god Kai just put it-"

Kairi pushed himself in her roughly. He gripped the small part of her back. Pushing her back on him. Kai let out soft groans and moans. Y/n moved over a bit so she wouldn't fall into the sink water.

"Fuck you feel so good on my cock." Kai let out.

She panted as he continued to fuck her. Y/n went to get up a little bit but Kairi pushed her back down to where she was, "N-No, no, stay like that for daddy." Kairi spoke.

Y/n let out a loud moan as he hit her g-spot, "You like being fucked like this huh? Do you like being fucked like the slut you are? I bet Mateo couldn't fuck you like this huh?" Kairi said.

Y/n didn't answer she was too caught up in the pleasure. He slapped her ass hard leaving a mark, "Answer me whore." Kairi said.

"N-No he couldn't- F-Fuck!" Y/n exclaimed.

Y/n moved her hips back more making herself take all of him. All you could hear throughout the home was clapping and moans. Y/n let out a cry as she felt herself almost there. Kairi grabbed a chunk of her hair moving her back to him, he kissed her lips harshly. Her mouth was opened as he left open mouth kisses on her, "Mmh, fuck Kai." Y/n moaned.

"Ah- Oh my god." Y/n let out.

Her legs were giving out as she felt herself coming. Kairi was almost there too as she felt his dick twitch. She came on him as he was almost there. He wasn't slowing down and she was too sensitive, "Kai slow down." Y/n let out.

He slowed down as he felt himself come. He buried himself deep inside her as he let out a deep groan, "Oh S-Shit." Kairi spoke as he came.

He pulled out of her, Y/n pulled up her panties then pulled her sweatpants up. Kairi pulled his underwear and pants up as well.

The two sat in the living room watching a movie since they knew their parents were coming home soon. The door swung open and their parents saw them getting along for once, "I'm glad that you two didn't kill each other." Kairi's mom said.

"I hope you two had fun, but not too much fun." Y/n's dad spoke.

Their parents made to the stairs making it up to their bedroom, “Oh we had a bunch of fun didn’t we?” Kairi spoke with a wink

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everyhowlmarksthedead · 4 years

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“WE ARE A TEAM!”

Angel Reyes x (pregnant) reader.

Chapter: 1

Chapter: 2

Chapter: 3

Word count: 1336

@iffoundmyhappythought asked: Angel falling for a girl who’s pregnant (father didn’t want anything to do with a baby) and her being hesitant to get involved with him because she couldn’t believe anyone would want to her with all the “baggage” she comes with. Would want her with all the baggage she comes with** but angel doesn’t care he’s so enamored with her and is excited to be a dad 😭🥰

Author comments: I hope you all enjoy. English isn’t my first language, I’m sorry if I have some mistakes with grammar. Fluffy-daddy-Angel in da' house.

“ANGEL, I SWEAR TO GOD IF YOU SAY ‘EMPUJA’ AGAIN, I'M GONNA CUT YOU IN PIECES”, you cry yelling at him, taking his shirt between your fingers, till you're knuckles starts to white because the effort.

“Son, go away. Let me do this”.

“But pops...”

“ANGEL, GO FUCKING AWAY NOW”.

Pain. Your body is fully in pain with your legs open and four doctors helping with the childbird. You asked before to have some anesthesia, but they said that apparently you don't need it. Felipe holds your hand, leaving a kiss in your sweaty forehead while your boyfriend goes to the rest room, where the crew wait to know their niece Laura. You feel like Satan is inside you, pushing with all your might, thinking for a while you could break Felipe's hand.

It's been two hours since you were taken to that room, once your doctor said you were ready to give birth. Good god, you love your daughter, but why the fuck she's being so slow to meet the world? Is not that bad, she's gonna be surrounded by hot and grumpy old men who's gonna put a bullet without doubts in anyone who dares to make her suffer. They also had cool motorbikes and cook delicious food.

You push your body out again. One time. Two times. Three times more. At the fourth time you feel empty. A sharp cry floods the floor and you start to cry while your father-in-law kiss your cheek looking at the small baby. The doctors clean her with some warm water, putting her into a white blanket before leaving your daughter between your arms. You hug her softly looking up to the old man by your side with the happiest and tired smile you can show him. Everybody says that new-born babies are ugly, but Laura is the most beautiful in world.

“She's my granddaughter...”, Felipe says in tears with a whisper.

“Yes, she is”, you ask with a drowned yawn, before he takes her in his big hands.

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(Next morning)

The guys are drinking a coffee in the hospital hallway in front of the door of your room, where you're resting since Laura came to the world. You had no energies, so you fell sleep quickly. Everybody knows her. Everybody is there. The Mayans, Letti, Chuky, Vicki, even Chibs came from Charming to meet the new member of the MC.

“Is (Y/N) there?”

The men turn around, finding a younger man than is walking fast to them and pointing the room with a finger. Angel knows him. He saw his face in a picture, when you two move on together. He set it on fire. EZ looks at her brother, reading every gesture in him, putting a hand on his chest to stop the crazy shit he wanna do. “Please, don't”, Felipe says, holding his shoulders with an arm. But no one could stop him, not even Alvarez who cuts his steps.

“ 'fuck you doin' here, ah?”, Angel pushes Marcus away, upping his arms with anger and this kind of walk he uses when he's gonna beat your ass with no regrets.

“I came to meet my daughter. Who are you?”

Wrong words with ten men in front of him, who can kill him in the worst ways possible and sleep before like babies. Crossed arms, upped chins, security poses behind Angel. He laughs, licking his own lip with his eyes away. He's trying to control hisself, for you and Laura. You two don't deserve that a day full of happiness be ruined because of him.

“You better go away and never come back, puto cobarde”. (fucking coward)

“I'm not goi...”

Before Matt can finish the sentence, Angel's rings break his nose with a punch. Blood in the wall, falling to the floor, whinings. The oldest Reyes' brother lay on top of him, taking his red sweater with angry fingers, face to face. “Listen, motherfucker. If ya' dare to come back one fucking time again, I'm gonna make ya' dig your own grave. After that, I'm gonna tear off your skin and make ya' eat'. And then I'm gonna bury ya' alive”, he's eyes are fully open with the crazy mood can screw the shit out of Bishop, Galindo and whoever thinks that is on top of world.

EZ takes him by his shoulders, while Chibs checks the blade of his knife is well sharpened, 'cause he's gonna make sure Matt remember who the fuck are Laura's family. Coco brings the Reyes a coffee an put him apart, Creeper and Gilly takes the other man outside being followed by the crew looking for an alley. He never should come back and he's gonna regret it the rest of his life.

You wake up slowly and disoriented. For a moment, you don't know where you are. You still tired and feel a pain you've never experienced before. ‘Pi, pi, pi’, that sound is giving you a horrible headache, trying to incorporate yourself. Your weak arms falls laying again on the bed. You have to wait a couple minutes till your eyes get used to the white light and the sunny morning that iluminates the room. “Angel...?” You say with the dry throat. You can hear what's happening outside of the hospital room and you're shaking afraid. Tears falling down in your cheeks, calling Angel again with some coughs interrumpting it. The Mayan runs to the bed, having a seat and holding you between his strong arms. He fulls you of kisses all over your face.

“It's okey, mi dulce, I'm here... I'm here”, he says trying to calm you down with soft caresses on your back. “Laura is ok, and we're ok. He's not gonna come back”.

“He can't if he doesn't have legs”, Coco enters to the room talking more seriously than ever before. He hugs you too, being followed by Letti.

“Can... Can I hold her...?”, you ask looking at the baby resting in the cradle at your right. Angel nods walking to your daughter to bring you. She's the most beautiful creature in life, sleeping peacefully. You know you can't be more in love with someone else than with her. She's everything. She's gonna be a warrior.

Five minutes later, Bishop call to the open door, with the crew behind him. He carries a bag in a hand.

“What's up, mami?”, Tranq doesn't want to wait, hugging you softly and giving you a kiss in your cheek. “We bring Laura two presents”. He pokes her nose lovingly while the guys stand around the bed with a big smile on his faces.

Bishop takes a black blanket out of the bag with the Mayans' icon embroidery on it. You know Vicky made it and that's so kind.

“Show her our fav, show her our fav!”, Riz is very excited, taking it off the president's hands. Seconds later, he up on air a little vest. One exactly that their wearing. “Now she's an official member of Mayans”.

You start to laugh, leaving away the tears. Felipe holds Laura in his arms, moving like he's dancing to calm the girl who start to wake up. You take the leather vest, brushing with your fingers the patch at the right that says “miembro de honor”.

“Laura Reyes, miembro de honor of Mayans, soun' fuckin' good, man!” Angel says making some noise with his hands on the bed. “I'm gonna teach her to beat everyone ass! Yo! No one gonna bother my fockin' daughter!”

#mayans mc #mayans mc imagine #mayans mc x reader #mayans x reader #angel reyes x reader #angel reyes fanfiction #angel reyes

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ma-gic-gay · 3 years

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A few hours later, Carly's finally managed to sleep. It was a battle to get her to even admit she was tired, so it's peaceful that she's agreed to.

Besides one ten minute bathroom and punching a wall break, he hasn't left her bedside, nor alerted her kids yet that she's in the hospital. Sound the alarms when she's okay with it, or really needs everyone to be there that very second. That might mean it'll be a while before they find out, but whatever.

Well, it was peaceful, that is, until she woke up screaming for him even though he's sitting right next to her.

"Jason!" She screams, half sobbing. She's reliving it, breaking his heart once more. There are very few things in this world that can make Jason Morgan cry, but Carly Corinthos crying or being hurt in any way, shape, or form can in a single second.

"I'm right here," he assures her, watching her breathing slow slightly from the rapid pace it was at as she registers the sound of his voice. "You're safe now, I'm here."

"Don't let me go," she half begs. "Cyrus, he'll be back any minute now."

"Hey, look at me. Focus on me, alright?" Jason asks, shifting her face so she's looking at him. "Take me hand. Just trust me, you're safe."

"Is that blood? Do I feel blood? Did you- where's Cyrus? Did you kill him?"

"Yes, you feel blood but that's not what's important right now-"

"You are bleeding, I think that matters. Did you do it, did you kill Cyrus?" Carly asks, still thinking they're in that little room from what he can tell.

"No, I didn't kill him. Carly, you're at GH. You got kidnapped and raped. Cyrus is in police custody right now," he reminds her gingerly.

She starts looking around, calming down from her nightmare. "Jason, why the hell are you bleeding?"

"I punched a wall."

"Sudden outbursts of anger like that in a public place aren't a good idea."

"Yeah, well you were sleeping, I had to pee and I heard the nurses gossipping about what happened to you so I punched a wall."

"And you've got bloody hands. You've got to get these stitched, this could be a deep cut. Let me look and check it out."

"You barely passed nursing school, Carly, and that was 30 years ago. Do you feel qualified to tell me whether or not I need stitches?"

"Yes, I do."

Sighing his defeat, he lets her look at his hands. "Okay, this isn't that bad. You don't need stitches but you do need a bandage and some hydrogen peroxide that I will apply myself because I do not trust that twelve year old to do it for you," Carly smiles. "God, if only I'd paid attention in nursing school."

"I take it you mean Elizabeth when you say the twelve year old?"

"Correct. Liz can go treat the other patients. I, on the other hand, have absolutely nothing to do so you are going to let me find bandages and a first aid kit and fix you up."

This is better than sobbing, right? Maybe?

She presses the little red button for a nurse and Elizabeth walks in. "I need a first aid kit and bandages."

"For what, exactly?"

"Jason's hand," Carly answers smugly, holding it up. "I'm patching it up for him."

"It's my job to do that, Carly."

"No, it's my job to make sure he doesn't get hurt as his best friend. It's your job to make sure I'm not going to be dead by morning," she responds sarcastically. God help them all, she's gonna pick a fight.

"Fine, Carly. I'll get you the first aid kit. Don't kill him, alright?" Elizabeth says, grimacing.

"Not to worry, Liz, I take plenty good care of him."

When she leaves, he rolls his eyes at her. "I thought you and Elizabeth called a truce. Or did I forget and now I'm going to be in hell for the next few days while you're in here?"

"I'm not being rude. We agreed to not fist fight each other and I'm not bad mouthing her," she defends herself quickly before changing the topic in a way only she can do successfully. "Alright, we need to have a discussion."

"I liked it better when you were sleeping," Jason groans.

"You love me," she counters. "And besides it's not going to be taking forever."

"Sure," he agrees sarcastically and she fakes offended.

"Well I need to stay awake somehow until little miss perfect over there gets me some damn bandaids," the blonde smiles, "and now I want to walk down memory lane. Let's reminisce, shall we?"

"Do I have a choice?"

"No."

"Then I guess we're reminiscing."

In light of recent events (fucking and kissing), this is definitely a stupid idea. Probably one of her dumbest yet. Well, no, it doesn't involve a kidnapping or marriage. So probably one of the weirder ones. Not dumb, persay, but strange.

"You remember the morning after? The first one, when I told you you were gonna be my boy on the side and you didn't even want to know my name?" She asks, smiling at the memory.

"Yeah. We never managed to do that, did we?"

"Well, in my defense, I was thinking, here's this super hot guy, and I wanted to know more about him."

"You were bored and needed a friend."

"Well, I did need a friend too but my point still stands." When he waves his hand unceremoniously, she continues, "and then I remember when I showed up on your doorstep, pregnant with Michael. I kicked you out of a meeting and everything to tell you and beg you to claim to be the dad."

"I agreed because he needed to be kept away from AJ, which I still stand by. Besides, I didn't have anything else to do."

"And I ended up giving you a child. Sorry for, you know, fucking that up with AJ," Carly says, "but I think that kid grew up with you and Sonny as his dad figures, which is better than I ever got."

"I don't know how much better but I agree he's a great guy"

"Because of you. Sonny, yes of course he loved Michael, but come on. He raised him when it was convenient, like all of his other kids. You raised Michael and didn't accept any credit I gave you for how he turned out," she smiles sadly at him.

"Well, that's because you raised a great kid with Sonny."

"And you. Moreso you, if you think about it, because as much as I loved Sonny, he didn't raise a kid. Dante was raised by Olivia, you, Jax, and I played more of a role in Michael's life, Alexis raised Kristina, Ava and I raise Avery more than him, Morgan was raised more by Jax, you and I, and Donna won't even have any memories of him, so I'm hoping she turns out okay."

"She will. After all, all of your kids are doing great."

"Thanks," she smiles. "And thanks for not calling them when you got here. I just, I can't deal with that right now."

"Exactly why I didn't tell them."

"You remember that time you kissed me, after Bobbie's not wedding to Jerry?"

"Yeah."

"God, who would've thought all those years ago we'd end never even giving it a shot."

"Me."

"Only after I slept with Sonny."

"Fair enough."

"Sorry for pretty much cheating on you and, you know, ruining what was basically the healthiest relationship I ever had up until that point. It really only rivals Jax, and even then, he was a bitch about Josslyn's custody."

"I forgave you for that a long time ago, Carly. You know that."

"Yeah but it was still a shitty thing to do. I mean, if I had any sense at all, I would've just stormed in there and asked you what you were doing and it never would've happened."

"No point dwelling on the past," Jason suggests.

"No point? Do you know what I was doing the whole time you were gone and I wasn't kidnapped? Thinking about the past. Thinking about everything we went through. I mean, the fact we didn't kill each other is impressive as it is." Carly marvels at their past.

"Because of last night?"

"Yeah, because of last night and because of this whole year and just everything. It just, it made me think."

"Oh no."

"It's not bad thoughts! But it got me thinking, we never gave us a shot."

"Because we decided each time we had an opportunity it wouldn't work," he reminds her. "Or you came up with yet another plan that would inevitably lead to us getting into a fight."

"My plans happen less and less now."

"Which makes them more and more dangerous," Jason argues.

"This isn't about my plans, it's about our past."

Ugh, conversations like this are the bane of his existence. They're also a great time, normally, to tune her out but this one, he can't. Not after his own mental confusion regarding their present and maybe it had something to die with their past. Maybe.

"Because of what happened last night, Carly, you think we're, what, meant to be or something?"

"When did you get to be such a mind reader?" She asks with a very large smile on her face.

"Are you flirting with me?"

"Just kiss me."

He obliges.

To be continued after I get a good six hours of sleep (:) I live in pain

for you :)

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Pitch: The Adventures of Danger Rabbit- Chapter 2 Friendly Friendly (part 1)

Long story short, my dad wasn't arrested. Ms. Harper made her displeasure quite clear as far as my new form was concerned, but I wasn't taken away. Because of my mistake, dad had a reputation for being a careless father, and I was seen as a delinquent. Teachers started watching our family like we were career criminals, but dad raised me to be a good kid.

Regardless of the truth, I had a reputation that stuck with me as I grew up. Even into my junior year of high school, kids thought I was bad news. It didn't help that I had the worst luck imaginable, unlike Mr. Nickels, who I still had yet to find. Trouble seemed to seek me out. Just the simple act of walking home from school was dangerous enough to warrant fear of chaos. Freak accidents were a norm, and they only fueled the fire when it came to the negative light everyone shined on me. Of course, my dad always had the worst end of the fiascos because he had to deal with the aftermath.

If I had any luck at all, it was spent when I had the fortune of finding my two best friends.

B James was a girl who moved to town after my accident. Her parents were professional magicians, so naturally, I tried to get in good with them. I had hopes of them helping me. It turns out I didn't have to work too hard. BJ was fascinated with my form and impressed with my ability to create my own magic. I told her I didn't mean to transform myself, but I don't think she cared. She wanted to make new spells like her parents, and I suppose she thought I could help her. She overlooked how the rest of the school avoided me, but that might have been easy, considering no one flocked to her lunch table any more than my own. Remember when I said creating new magic was dangerous, well, BJ didn't care. We hadn't even graduated high school yet, but she'd created more spells than a person could count. It's important to keep in mind most of those spells had adverse effects or didn't do what they were meant to, but they did something.

My friend Wesson, a satyr I met in my freshman year of high school, didn't use magic at all. To be fair Fae, because of their natural abilities, didn't need magic as much as humans did. Even I had natural powers after my transformation like super hearing and invisibility. Which I'm sure is how Mr. Nickels managed to avoid capture for so long if he also possessed the same abilities. Wes being a satyr, was super fast and super strong, among other things, whether he appeared to be or not. We became friends after I tried to join the school's Creature club. There weren't many Fae that went to our school, so the club was meant to be a way of letting them all meet one another. Unfortunately, when I tried to join the club, someone pointed out I was born human, and that I was only what I was because I cursed myself. I couldn't join the club. Technically they weren't allowed to exclude anyone, but I thought it best to pick my battles wisely and let it go. Wes, being the best guy in the world, found me the next day and told me he thought the other kids were dicks for not letting me join the club. From that day on, I couldn't remember a time I couldn't fall back on the friendship Wes and I had.

It was two weeks till summer break. All of the ends of the year testing was out of the way, so everyone was waiting for the school year to come to an end. That Friday afternoon, I decided to walk BJ home. Despite my being close to Wes and BJ both, they never seemed to like one another. Every day I'd have to make a conscious decision whether to hang out with BJ, who loved playing magician and getting into trouble, or Wes, who was basically the brother I never had. BJ won that day because Wes had a meeting with the principal.

BJ should have taken the bus home, but I guess that would have been less time she got to work out new magic with me. We took a lot of back roads that day that eventually spit us out into the Dead Woods. It was the town's biggest forest, and it sat in the middle of everything. We learned in history class that old settlers named it the Dead Woods because back in the early days, when people were still coming up with most of the modern magic, they had to go far away from homes and buildings so bad magic wouldn't destroy anything. A lot of people died out there. Despite the bad history, it was a beautiful place as long as you knew where you were going.

"So there's this summer internship I read about," BJ said as we walked under branches while leaves crumbled under our footsteps.

"What kind of internship?" I asked.

We stopped walking so she could take her spell book out of her bag. The pages of her hand made spiral held weight and took time to flip through.

"For magicians. I thought you might want to go for it," she added.

"You want me to be a magician?"

"You created a working transmutation spell when you were 11."

I laughed at her, calling it a "working spell."

"Yea, and I've been trying to undo it ever since," I said with my amused tone still vocal.

"I could help you."

"I don't want to be a magician," I said in my most definitive voice possible.

"But I do."

I took a few steps away. I didn't want to stand too close while her book was out. Some of the stuff in that thing didn't need words to be activated. As she flipped through the pages, there was a danger similar to throwing a grenade into a kid's birthday party. Pages glowed and faded as her hands turned them over. I'm not sure how she managed to carry something around like that without constantly hurting herself.

"Then you should do it," I said as I crossed my arms and leaned against a tree.

She came near, and I knew to expect puppy dog eyes to fluff some kind of catch. That's what people do when they want something

"I need you."

I asked, "why," but she turned away.

"I need your spell," I thought she said, but I couldn't make out her words for sure, and with my big ears, that meant she was really quiet.

"What?" I asked.

"I need your spell."

I stood up straight.

"The spell that gave me fur and left with only eight fingers," I said before I continued with, " the spell that made my feet too big to wear shoes and ears big enough to hear my dad when he gets off at night."

"I have to submit a working spell to be considered."

"Then use one of yours," I said.

"None of mine work."

"What about the one you use to change your hair color?"

"It blinds anyone who sees me cast it."

"Then just use my spell, you don't need me for that, I wrote the words in some book, and I'll give it to you."

I wanted to get off the subject. Anyone who knew me knew how long I tried to find a cure for my curse. After years of turning over stones to no avail, of course, I gave up hope. That's not to say I didn't wish and dream for a way to change back, but being a bit of a pessimist meant I couldn't help but see the uneasy reality of how unlikely a cure was.

"It wouldn't be right to take credit for your work."

"But, it's alright to strong-arm your friend into an internship that'll take up our entire summer?" I didn't mean to sound nearly as argumentative or sarcastic as I must have at that moment, but it came out that way.

"There's a chance we won't even get it," she said, basically pleading with me at that point.

"If I say yes, will you leave me out of whatever experiments you're about to do?"

"But I had something special planned for today."

"That's my price."

"Deal, but you have to stick around to watch."

"In case something goes wrong?"

"I didn't say that."

"You didn't have to," I replied.

We exchanged a mutual grin before she adjusted her glasses and finally flipped around in her book to find the newly crafted spells. We spent most of the afternoon in the woods. BJ wrote a spell for growing plants faster, but it made anything made of wood burst into flames, including all the papers in my backpack. She tried to put out the fires with another spell meant to create rain clouds, but it summoned a swarm of butterflies that flew into the flames. Needless to say, they all died. They died quickly, but at least the fires went out.

By that time, it was getting dark.

"We should get moving," I said as I picked our bags off the ground burnt as they might have been.

"We will never speak of what happened here to anyone, right?"

"Like always," I said with a chuckle before handing BJ her ruined bag.

We started on our way out of the woods.

"Do your parents know you're applying for this internship?" I asked.

"Not yet."

"Don't you think they should know?"

"I'll tell them once I, " she started to say before I cut her off with, "did you hear that?"

"Hear what," she asked.

There was a sound coming from the bushes ahead of us. It was too big to be a cat, dog, or rabbit.

"Stand back," I said as I put my arm in front of BJ.

"Is someone there," I called out into the distance, but no reply was returned.

Only the rustling of the bushes broke the silence as something or someone came near. It was close. There was a momentary pause of nothing but the bugs around us falling silent, and then whatever it was lunged out at me.

It was Wes. He made me fall backward and rip the arm of my button-down shirt.

"Shit," I yelled out.

He tried to catch my arm on my way down, but he was too slow.

"Sorry, dude," Wes said with a laugh as he helped me to my feet.

"What are you doing out here?" BJ asked in a tone more annoyed than me, but I was the one with the ripped shirt.

"I need Pitch."

"Well, he's walking me home from school."

"Schools been out for 3 hours now, and you know how to get home."

"You want me to walk by myself," BJ asked.

"No one ever offers to walk me home, and we're the same age," Wes said sarcastically.

I cut in, "Wes, what did you need my help with?"

"I need your ears," he said.

"Let me get BJ home, and then I'll swing by your place."

Neither of them was even looking at me anymore; they were staring one another down.

"Alright, just make sure 'Bug Burner' isn't with you."

"You saw that!" BJ exclaimed.

"I'll be there, alone," I said as I held BJ back from Wes.

A few uneasy, and unwelcoming glances were exchanged before we took to our separate ways.

"I don't know why you hang out with him," BJ argued.

"Wes is cool," I said.

"Wes is just short of being a toddler. He doesn't use magic."

"I don't use magic."

"That's different; you can't afford it."

"That hurt," I said.

"You know what I mean."

#anthropomorphic #magic #forest #outdoors #nature #lady bug #satyr character #original character #story #chapter

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✨ self-ship tag game ✨

PART 2 | IwaLee (here you go, discord)

sorry if it's corny/cheesy LMAO my brain empty i can't think of anything to make for iwa's birthday i'm such a dumbass. was also supposed to draw an nsfw-ish thing for this but ya girl is feelin’ out of it lately sjhfalhj

How we met:

okay let’s just say i’m smart enough to land myself a scholarship in socal since i’m taking physical therapy anyway

i feel like... we would meet in the library LMAO what asian nerds

maybe i’d end up bothering him with the way i’m murmuring anatomy stuff and talking to myself when studying

so he overhears me struggling to remember that one word and he’s gonna fucking answer for me like okay sorry bud i’m stupid

jk i won’t react like that i’d just be like, “yes!” and turn to look at whoever it was who answered and say thank you because i’m so immersed in my own bubble of “knowledge” and big brain

when i notice that he’s actually cute i’d be fucking red in the ears out of embarrassment when he tells me to tone my voice down lmao so i apologize for being a bother :(

actually says, “don’t mind” damnit his english do be cute. just two asian kids far from home with accents

it’s awkward, but i’d steal glances at what he’s studying. would probably get caught after a looong while, but it’s bc i’ll be blanking off, brain tired

“do you have anything you want to ask?” he’ll be dropping his pen over his notes leaning back and stretching, bending his neck, rolling his shoulders while waiting for my answer

“omg i’m so sorry, i didn’t mean to stare.” then i ask what his program is just bc he could be in one of my classes and i didnt know

anyway, turns out our schedules were pretty similar, we live in the same area/dorm, so like there’s always a chance for us to meet somehow

we wouldn’t give numbers to eo on that same day; like give it about two weeks of constantly bumping into eo before that happens

watch me share my highlighters with him, exchanging notes, passing some snacks beneath the table like its weed or sumn

from lib meetings to getting lunch together to being invited to watch his games (in freshman year i’d still go because i’d be less busier)

i would definitely use the honorifics on him, from “iwaizumi-san” gradually to “iwa-kun”; he won't admit that he likes it because it's a little piece of home

would convince to practice palpation with him because his body is a perfect example–

"wh-why don't you ask someone from your class?"

"i'm not that close with—are you blushing? omg you are!"

somehow i joke around, "i won't touch your dick," then i'd laugh at his reaction.

anyway, in return for using his body as a model, i have to sit through a godzilla marathon with him

the first time he sees me breakdown from the stress he's kinda flustered at first; but he's seen similar things with oikawa so he has a faint idea what to do. damn his hugs feel so warm, so safe

i'm quicker to open up to him, once i got comfortable; and reassurance that if he needed someone to talk to i'll also be there

basically a slow burn best friends to lovers kinda thing

ngl i'd be crushing on him by the time we're entering second year maybe? but because we're friends i always throw the thought away because i don't wanna ruin what we have

but da heart wants what it wants

it would take: the teasing of his buddies back at japan after seeing him post ig pics of us together (it was me who did it, i grabbed his phone); and, my own set of friends getting annoyed at me for always being in denial—all these just for us to finally come into terms with what we feel for eo

"i have something to tell you," we'll say to eo before we enter the lib ksksksk

"oh, you go first-" "no, you-"

it's awkward but i'll be the first to confess and he's 👁👁

"you... what?" "smh don't make me say it again, iwa. does this mean we're not friends anymore?"

"yeah"

"oh..."

"because i like you too. you... wanna go out with me?"

First date x type of dates:

study dates are automatically a thing for sure; we've upgraded from lib to cafe dates

since we're like, friends before this, potential stuff for first dates are already crossed out since we've kinda done them already???

so this issue was raised and his mind said, "then let's redo everything,"

the first thing we did outside campus was go on a foodtrip. because i was craving filo food, and he was craving jap food. and then i have this kinda habit that when i get to eat something delicious, i silently squeal or hum in my seat he finds that cute

the "first date" doesn't really have to be grand because we're like... close friends with feelings. so we don't have to try hard to please each other. everything just feels natural when we're together

anyway, we try out the food we didn't have before. he still prefers sinigang over adobo. he's still kinda amazed where i put all the food after eating a bowl of ramen that's good for two

he's gonna take a pic of me in that excited face i make when the food is placed before me and make it his wallpaper (homescreen) secretly

after that, we're just walking, me telling him about something i watched or nerd talk, then he slips his hand against mine, holding it and pulling me closer that it makes me shut up–so he laughs

"that's all it takes to get you quiet, babe?"

"w-what? also... did you just call me babe? because i didn't think i'd like it,"

"i know something you'll like," he stops walking, then, with his free hand he cups my face and pulls in for a kith kith 🥺👉🏻👈🏻

i am blushing when i tell him, "that your first kiss?"

"y-yeah, why?"

"same"

we were already walking and he swoops in for a quick peck again, "then that's the second,"

he says that with a little frown on his face, cheeks also flushed and ugh soft!lee—i lean my head against his arm because i'm too short to put it above his shoulder. but anyway i tell him, "didn't think you had it in you to be this soft for me,"

"sh-shut up"

it doesn't seem romantic because ✨it doesn't have to be when we're already happy✨

While we’re dating:

he saves all the selfies i send him; whether it's the meme-ish ones or just me feelin' good about myself he's got them saved

notebooks getting interchanged kskskss it's terrible because one minute i'm reading my notes about pharma, then i flip a page and i see stuff about sports science like–???

tho what makes it cute is that he has tiny scribbles on corners in hiragana or maybe kanji and some random zigzag lines over some words–a sign that he fell asleep with a pen in his hand

i have lots of caps (that are majority of my dad's but i like them all so i brought sum) and he just... gets one from behind my door (it's the same energy as the hoodies thing)

and i 🥺 bc he actually looks good in caps like??? sir that's illegal

ok but walks in the beach at sunset

also surfer!iwa???? mhhhh yes yes living the dream honestly

ofc volleyball is involved, he's kinda pleased i can play decently. it's either the gym or vb

he would force me to go to the gym smh "you're a PT aren't you? shouldn't you be moving around too?" i'm gonna grumble but the sight of his er, toned body before during and after exercising is the best reward

actually its a win-win, he likes how my butt is outlined by my jog pants and how for him, i still look good even if i'm sweaty all over

hehe we'd end up getting horny by the time we reach the dorms–you know the rest and afterwards:

"so, you'll go to the gym more often now?"

"if it ends up like this, i wouldn't mind,"

we teach eo our mother language! but only on our spare time. omg imagine him telling me "mahal na mahal kita"??? i'm??? or when he's chatting with oikawa (especially that one time he sent a selfie of him and ushijima) he uses tagalog swear words if he just wants to mess with his best friend

vidcalls with each other's fam—i mean, for my parents they know we've been always close, and like, it will be my grandma/dad who'd ask him, "when will you court my granddaughter/daughter?"

he got so nervous, he stuttered, "i'm... i'm courting her already,"

anyway they approve of him because he is smart^TM and a good man 🥺 because they know he has ambitions in life the same way that i do have my own goals i wanna achieve

meanwhile me, i'm gonna be so nervous trying to speak to his fam, but they're all so sweet so i tell him afterwards, "so that's where you get the softies,"

anyway since this is college we're talking about, every passing year, we both become busy, especially when internships come around

but when he can, he'll fetch me from the hospital with comfort food because he knows it's been a rough day and he wants to make sure i'm taking care of myself 🥺👉🏻👈🏻 lowkey i try to do the same for him because he deserves it; but he says it's okay and that i should be preserving my energy for my studies 😭

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iamknicole · 5 years

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Heartbreak Hotel Pt. 2

Bloodline Family Series

Koda needed to go home. He couldn't be in Miami right now. No matter how juvenile it sounded he wanted his parents, he wanted them to tell him it would be okay and how he could fix it so it wouldn't hurt anymore. When he got in the house Roman was running around with Messiah and Micah, laughing and smiling. Seeing it brought a small smile to his face. His little brothers noticed him and ran straight for him, attacking his legs. Koda picked them both up kissing their cheeks.

"Brody, you home!" Micah squealed happily.

"We fight?" Messiah asked.

Roman approached his boys, pulling the three year olds from Koda's arms putting them on the floor. He ignored their pouting and squatted to their level.

"It's naptime. You guys go on upstairs, get your sister and get in me and Mommy's bed. Good deal?" He asked.

"Him stay?" Messiah asked looking at Koda, who nodded.

"I'm not leavin. I'll be here a few days, SiSi." (like sigh)

Koda followed Roman to his man cave after the boys had gone upstairs. Both men sat on the large sofa.

"What's botherin you, Ko?"

Koda shook his head then rubbed at his eyes. "Nothin, I'm good."

"Come on now, son." Roman said squeezing his shoulder. "I know you better than that. Your eyes are red and misty, your face is red and your hair isn't done. So I'll ask again, what's botherin you?"

Koda opened his mouth but nothing came out. He couldn't bring himself to say it. Instead he cried, he cried like he had done the past two days whenever he was alone. He felt this pain was unbearable. Roman watched his oldest for a second, it had been a while since he'd seen him cry like this.

"What's goin on, son? What happened?" Roman asked.

"It's Parker, Pop," he explained through his sobbing.

Roman started to worry, he thought the worst.

"What about her? Is she pregnant? Did something happen to her, Ko?"He nodded, holding his head down. "What are you nodding to?"

Koda looked up at his dad trying to hold back the rest of his tears. When he opened his mouth this time, Kandice walked in. She saw him crying and rushed to sit beside him, pulling his head to her chest.

"What's wrong with my baby, Roman? What did you do?"

Laughing a little, Roman shook his head at his wife. Whenever any of their kids were crying she asked that question. It didn't matter if they both entered together she still asked. "I didn't do anything to your baby, Kandi. He was gonna tell me but he started crying."

Koda sat up, out of her hold, trying to slow down the tears. His head was starting to hurt and he didn't want to deal with that. "Friday after my game she wanted me to go to this party with her," he started slowly. "We won and I usually go to whatever after party but I played all four quarters, I was tired. But she went."

Kandice sucked her teeth at him. "Boy, you better not be crying cause she went to a party without you."

Roman glared at his wife, "Hush, Kandi. Let him finish."

"Fine, fine," she said putting her hands up. "Go head, Ko."

Koda scratched his growing beard. "She came over Sunday and I guess that's when Eli and Lo found out and showed it to me."

"Showed you what," Roman asked.Koda couldn't look at either of his parents.

"She was mad at me for not goin with her so she," he paused feeling his anger and more tears starting to rise. Kandice rubbed his back and Roman told him to go on.

"She fu- had sex with these dudes that play for Auburn on Instagram live."

"She what?" Kandice yelled making Koda jump.

"I asked her and she just kept saying she was sorry, over and over. But that don't fix this shit," he cried putting his head down.

Roman nodded his head at Kandice for her to leave them. She didn't want to go but she knew it would be better for Koda if she did. Once she was out of the room and in the kitchen, she called Apryl and Trinity to vent while Koda continued to vent to Roman.

"I treated her exactly how you taught me, Pop. I did what I was supposed to do and she did that."

"You did what you were supposed to do, Koda. You can't control what someone else does."

"I love her, she said she loved me too. I don't go to one party and that's what she does," he yelled out of frustration. "Then she came straight to the apartment after the party and kissed me in my mouth."

Roman didn't want to ask but he knew he needed to.

"Did yall have sex that night?" Koda nodded making him sigh. "You used a hat?"

"Yeah. She told me not to, we almost didn't cause she got mad about me wearing one. Now I know why." He said bitterly.

That made Roman happy. His son had listened to something.

"What about oral?"

"She did. I didn't," Koda shrugged sitting back, "It was late. I ain't want her to wake E and Lo up."

While Roman continued to calm Koda down, Kandice was trying to calm her nerves on the phone. Apryl was playing devil's advocate and Trinity was the peace maker.

"I say you grab your bat, Kandi. I'll bring my knife and Trin will bring her taser. It'll be a nice lil trip to Miami."

"No," Trinity chastised, "We're not jumping that lil girl. That's not gonna make him feel any better."

"Hell, it'll make us feel a whole lot better."

"No, Apryl."

Kandice laughed. "Where was this energy when that girl broke Eli's heart? We had to barricade you in the house tp keep you from jumping on that girl."

"I don't recall," Trinity laughed.

Roman had pretty much calmed his son down and gotten him to sit back down. He'd thrown his arm around Koda squeezing his shoulder lovingly.

"Look, I'm not gonna tell you that this hurt is gonna go away cause its not. One day it just won't hurt as bad. And I won't tell you that you'll forget about it cause you won't. But I will say," Roman spoke softly, "One day you'll think about this and be thankful. You'll realize there was a reason for this."

Koda nodded listening to his dad.

"But dont let this pain just continue to hurt you. You gotta learn from it."

"Learn what?" Koda asked looking up.

"Later on when you're thinking about this you'll remember things that happened that didn't add up, that there were red flags for you and you'll learn not to ignore those things. You'll realize what you do6nt like in a partner and what you do. Understand?"

"Yes, sir. Thanks, Pops. I love you"

Koda loved the bond he had with his dad. There was nothing else in his life like it. Eli and Milo are his best friends but his dad was his first best friend.

Roman pulled his son into a hug, squeezing him tight. He kissed his head before letting go. "I love you too, Ko. Go share some of that love with ya mama before she gets jealous."

Laughing, Koda got up to go to the kitchen. When he got to the kitchen Kandice hurried off the phone and engulfed him in a big hug when he was close enough. Even though he's a foot and some inches taller than her, she still cradled him like she did when he was a baby. She hugged him tight, holding back tears, until he pulled away.

"Aight, ma. I gotta stop or Ima cry again."

Kandice laughed a little, happy to see him in better spirits.

"I'm sorry. Yall know I don't play about my babies so I had to love on you."

"I know, Ma. Thank you."

"You're welcome. Koda?"

"Yes ma'am," he answered softly. He leaned against the island with his hands pushed into the pockets of his sweat pants.

"Don't let one person ruin your mood. You hold your head up like the man that you are. This hurts now but you'll be given something much better."

Koda nodded listening to his mama talk.

"When you get back to that campus, I want you to hold your head up, put you some clothes on and do your hair. You be the man me and your Daddy raised you to be. Understand?"

"Yes ma'am. Thank y'all. I had to come home, I couldn't stay there like this."

Kandice nodded, she understood.

"Did Milo and Eli help?"

"Yeah, they tried but this wasn't something they could really help with. I needed you and Pops."

Kandice went to Koda putting her hands on his face. Leaning up on her toes and pulling his head down she kissed his forehead and whispered a prayer over him.

"I love you, Mama." He admitted softly.

"I love you too, baby boy. Always and forever."

A few days later, Koda was back on campus. He needed the break away from everything, it did him good. By the time he got back, everyone had found out what Parker did to Koda. They were hard on her. Everyone knew how well he treated her and took care of her so they thought it was stupid of her to cheat on Koda the way she did. Girls were constantly trying to steal Koda from Parker only to find out how faithful and committed to Parker he was.

Eli and Milo had finally gotten him to come to a house party with them. He did what his mama told him to do. He got dressed, did his hair and got himself together.

As the cousins walked into the house party, a girl bumped into Koda. He caught her around her waist before she could fall to the floor. When he opened his mouth to apologize, she stopped him.

"Don't," she smiled, "It was my fault. I'm clumsy."

"But still," Koda said still holding onto her, "You aight?"

"Yeah, I'm good. I promise."

"Aight then, sweetheart. You be careful." He nodded letting her go

"I'll try."

She laughed as she walked off. Koda watched her until Eli smacked his arm playfully.

"My boy is back!"

The laughing cousins moved quickly through the party to the kitchen. Milo grabbed them each a beer and passed them to his cousins.

"Here, here," Milo laughed raising his beer, "To our cousin. Haven't been single but a week and half and already got girls tripping over him!"

#bloodline family series #roman & Kandice #ro & Kandice #Koda #koda reigns #Koda & Tia #Eli #Milo

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Overgrown Metal

Chapter 2: Camping

Summary of fic:

Almost two decades ago, the fae rose up from beyond the realm with technology far surpassing the human race, quickly taking over after laying waste to nearly everything in their wake. Virgil and Roman, Society escapees and hunters, run into an uncertain future while fleeing from their pasts. Remy and Remus stare their only chance straight in the face as they teeter on the edge of reluctant adventure. Emile is left his cousins engineering palace and is given the tools to change the world. Logan, a lone researcher and outcast is found by an old friend who offers him a chance of the century. Hyden (deciet), can shift into anything he so chooses, but staying true to his form as his heritage slaps him sideways proves harder than he thought. Patton mourns the loss of his son as he slowly uncovers secrets he wishes aren't related.

Or less wordy:

Eight idiots with trust issues fumble around each other and try to save the world from killer mechanical beasts and fairies that will snap your neck without taking their hands from their wine glasses.

Warnings: Violence, fight scenes, dark fantasy, apocalypse setting, some gore, blood

TW for this chapter: spiraling thoughts, mentions of anxiety. If you see more you want mentioned, please say something.

Ships: Remy (sleep) x Remus. Brotherly Roman and Virgil. Platonic Logan and Hyden (Deciet)

Wrapping his cloak tighter around himself, the young man grumbled quietly to himself as he scooted closer to the small fire. Two cans of mini raviolis sat nearby, cracked open slightly and heating up just a foot away from the flames. He let out a quiet curse as his stomach grumbled loudly, making more noise in a couple seconds than he had in a week.

'What the hell is taking you so long?' he thought at his still absent companion. The water of the nearby river was freezing, it shouldn't be taking this long to clean. He would had heard if the other was attacked. Even if the attacker was silent Roman typically wasn't, their overly dramatic battle cries carrying over fields if they so chose them too. Maybe they fell in? Again, he would have heard the yell...unless the shock from the cold rendered them nonverbal. Or something had dragged them in. Maybe while cleaning off their weapons their hand had slipped and they had sliced themself open and was currently bleeding out and he wouldn't know because he was being too stubborn to leave the warmth of the fire. What if they fell and cracked their head open on a rock? What if-

Cruching footsteps interrupting his racing thoughts and he breathed a quiet sigh of relief. While he was getting better at not having to check on Roman every few minutes to make sure they were still around, it didn't stop his thoughts from quickly spiraling when the thought of him being alone again filled his head. Roman plopped down beside him having deposited their pack with their other belongings nearby, leaning forward to carefully take the cans away from the fire and depositing one in front of each of them before procuring spoons from God-knows-where but he was hungry so it didn't matter.

He growled low as he snatched the utensil, ripping the lid the rest of the way off and shoveling the ravioli with essence of tin in his mouth regardless of the heat.

"Slow down, dark and stormy gremlin, you're gonna choke!" He didn't even spare a glance at the scandalized face as the last of the sauce was scraped up and eaten in less than a minute.

"Was hungry." He mumbled out, hands disappearing back into the cloak as he burrowed further into its warmth.

The other eyed him fondly. "Honestly, Virgil I can't take you anywhere. I get a spot at the nicest pasta joint in town and this is how you behave? I really can't take you anywhere."

They frowned as they only recieved a soft huff in response. "Are you alright? I'm sorry I was gone for so long, that oil takes a while to work out in cold water."

Virgil shook his head. "....that."

Catching only half the mumble, Roman set their own empty can down and scooted closer. "Can I ask you to repeat that or is it a signing day?"

Virgil squeezed himself tighter in the fabric and lifted his head up towards the other. Roman's eyes shone with concern even in the dim light of their small campfire, the effect only slightly ruined by the dark curls drying in the humid air making them puff out in a fluffy halo around their head. The image made him smile lightly and duck his head back down to suppress his giggles.

"Hairs messy."

He only giggled harder at the offended gasp. "I'm offering you a damn heart to heart here and I get insulted!" Roman grimaced as they felt what state their hair was in, ruing their days as a traveler if only for the fact that hairstyles were rendered useless on an adventure. They were still bitter over The Great Hairspray Debacle of 2015, having to give the space up in their pack for "actual necessary supplies, Roman".

Virgils laughter died down as the nervous feeling began to creep back into his thoughts. Roman noticed the sobering mood and sat back slightly, willing to wait for the young nervous wreck to gather his thoughts.

"Town's coming up."

Roman nodded. They knew there was a town with an underground market a few days travel away from the last time they had come through this way. They hadn't had time to stop before, but this time around they needed to empty out their packs of the items that had been piling up for a few weeks now and their supplies were getting low enough that they would have needed to stop to stock up anyway. They gestured for Virgil to continue even though they knew what the source of anxiety was going to be.

"What if..." Virgil growled in frustration as the words stuck in his throat, the rolling anxiety in his stomach and mind making him struggle to not shut down. Long, pale fingers twisted and bunched the fabric around him until with a frustrated huff they darted out and flipped out a quick gesture.

"Recognized?"

Roman nodded in understanding and he sighed in relief. He knew not being able to speak most of the time had to be annoying for his companion but thankfully they never seemed to mind, only waiting patiently for either words to be forced out or hands to jerkedly spell out what little bit of sign language he knew. He made up a lot along the way and most of the time he was able to be understood. With no internet to look up the language, books being a Society priviledge and a general distrust of people making it difficult to ask anyone for lessons, even though they never stayed in one place for long, official sign wasn't something either of them were good at.

"That's why we have the cloaks and hoods and even the masks if we feel like we need them. We're pretty far away though, I doubt anyone we would know would be around." Roman took up a stick and poked around the fire a bit, stirring it as the embers began to die down for the night. "Nothing has ever happened at any of the towns we've been in, and I've heard this one is particularly...underground, so to speak. No one who would recognize us would be caught dead near there. We'll go in, sell our parts, grab supplies and get out. Next stop after that will be that abandoned city-town-place wherever that we heard about a while back. It'll be fine, Anx."

Virgil smiled at the old nickname, something Roman had taken to calling him when he refused to reveal his name the first few months they began traveling together. His shoulders relaxed the tiniest bit as the name ironically released some of the pent up anxiety, fingers releasing the cloak and instead splaying on his ripped black jeans to try and wipe off the accumulated sweat.

They both sat in silence for a while after that, watching the fire die down completely as the late evening faded into complete darkness, the clear sky allowing the stars to be on full display with no threat of light pollution to obscure their giddy twinkling. Crickets chirped quietly in the long grass, fireflies answering back their call with lazy winks of light. Even the river was hushed, water seeming to lap quieter at the shore for fear of breaking the rare tranquility the nearby travelers were soaking in.

With the world this soft and still, Virgil could pretend for a moment that this was merely an extended camping trip. Maybe they were on their summer break and were hiking for the fun of it. Tomorrow they could trek through a forest like it was nothing, sunlight streaming through normal tree branches as untouched wildlife teemed around them. All of their gear and supplies could be innocent in nature, the heaviest thing in their packs could be a small camping stove rather than their extensive collection of foreign trading parts. Their supplies were running low, so they'd soon start heading back the way they came, finding their car and laughing at some dumb play argument they had on the way back while they reloaded everything and climbed in the front, laughter turning to more bickering as they fought over what music they'd listen to first. Roman would drive first since Virgil only had his permit and wouldn't feel comfortable taking the wheel until he recognized the roads they were on. They'd get to Virgils house and it would be coming onto late evening so he'd let Roman stay the night, knowing his dad-

Virgil furiously scrubbed at his eyes, snapping back from his thoughts. His dad wouldn't care of a friend stayed over. He didn't care about anything. He didn't even care when - no. Nope, not tonight. Rubbing absentmindedly at his arms he scooted backwards away from the now dead fire and laid back to watch the sky, Roman following soon after. They didn't say anything as he turned and wrapped himself around the other tightly, for which he was grateful. He smiled as he felt lips touch the top of his head and careful arms lay themselves across his back. Surrounded by safety and warmth it wasn't hard for sleep to find him.

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".....an."

"Come on, Ro....."

"Princey, get up!"

Roman shot up, blinking rapidly to clear the lingering sleep from their eyes and shaking their head to try and whip the tangled curls away. Glaring in response to their brothers shit-eating grin, they settled for flipping him off while they rubbed at their eyes, getting a water bottle thrown at them in retaliation.

"Too early." They mumbled as they fumbled with the lid.

Virgil laughed. "Try again, Sleeping Ugly, it's almost noon. I've had camp packed up for hours now."

Offended at the nickname but grinning nonetheless, they downed half the bottle in one go and dragged their pack over lazily. Virgil was always the early riser in their party of two, despite the late nights he often kept as a sleeping schedule. Roman however, was happy to spend the day hitting the metaphorical snooze button unless they had actual plans. Which, unless another Mech Beast was spotted this close to a town, which was highly unlikely, this was supposed to be a day of resting.

Looking over at the other however, their irritation softened as the ball of anxious energy went from task to already done task trying to keep himself busy. Though it seemed he'd be more talkative today than he had been that didn't mean his nerves weren't soaring to the sky with how close they were to people again. They knew they should both take a break today, but if moving would help...

Mind made up they stood, swinging the pack around to rest on their shoulder and picking up another to carry first for the time being. Different peices of metal and containers holding strange substances clanked together inside, securely wrapped in paper and fabric to prevent them from breaking or getting scratched. They'd make Virgil carry it later on but they figured since they got extra sleep it would only be fair to carry the heavier pack first.

Trying one last time to fix their hair back into a reasonable shape Roman turned towards Virgil with a smile.

"Ready?"

Hoisting up his own pack he nodded and kicked at the already severely scuffed dirt, rising up on his tip toes as he began to walk.

"As I'll ever be."

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This is also available on AO3 if you're interested. I can't promise regular updates but I really like this story so I'll be picking at it for a while.

And we're another chapter in! I didnt think about this before, but if you'd like to be tagged for story updated feel free to ask. If you want to read it on here but can't find the first chapter, search overgrown metal in the tags and it'll come up.

#sanders sides #sanders sides fic #ao3 #overgrown metal #roman sanders #virgil sanders #apocalypse au #anxiety

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