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Happiness Continues

Part 11: The Delivery

Summary: Jensen and Y/n welcome their newest addition to this world.

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Plus Size Reader

Word Count: 7.2K+

Warnings: Language, angst, descriptions of labor and birth

Author’s Note: Baby Ackles is finally ready to make their first appearance. If you have been following this story since the beginning, you may want to grab a tissue, there just might be some tears (happy tears tho). Also, I will preface this chapter by saying I have never been pregnant nor given birth so please don’t @ me with any inaccuracies, I tried my dudes. Special thanks to my loves for the constant undeserved support and my devoted beta @emoryhemsworth xoxo Alex

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The winter sun had long ago dipped underneath the horizon, the night bringing a new level of quiet to the residential corner where the birthing center was located. Inside birthing suite two, the only soft light came from the LED strips that followed the length of the walls at the base and ceiling. Currently, they were tuned low and blue, the light mixing with the neutral decor in a way that made her feel like she was underwater.

Curled on her side in the queen-sized bed, Y/n watched out the window on the opposite wall. Through the sheer curtain, the center’s garden could be visualized. It expanded a few hundred yards until the treeline of the nearby forest began. In silence, she watched the water trickle from the stone fountain in the center. It had been turned off for the season, but the rain that had fallen earlier in the evening still clung to the piece, each drop falling in a slow rhythmic pattern.

Y/n found it more soothing than what the fountain had looked like last summer when they had first toured the place. She assumed if she was laboring in spring or summer, walking the trails in the garden would be something she found herself doing, even late in the evening as it was currently. But that was a dream she had let go of as the temperature dropped. All she had now was the counting of each drop in between contractions.

The instinct to hold her breath took over as the next contraction washed over her, the sharp inhale of breath alerting the dozing man next to her. Y/n closed her eyes and focused on taking deep breaths, trying to ground herself to the moment. Fingers pressed into her lower back, one on either side of her spine, applying counter-pressure to the contraction.

“Harder,” her word was weak, even in the quiet room. The pressure increased instantly, helping her to focus back on breathing through the contraction. It felt like a lifetime later when the pain began to subside before eventually tapering off. The sheets shuffled in the dark behind her before she felt an arm wrap around her abdomen.

“Where are you at?” Jensen’s voice broke into the room as he pulled her tight against his chest.

“I don’t know,” she admitted, her gaze back on the fountain outside. “Trying to be anywhere but here.”

“Is there anything I can do for you?”

“Birth our child?” she tried, unable to stop the smile from creeping up on her face. If there was one thing Y/n didn’t handle well, it was being in pain. She would put back up every wall that anyone had become successful in tearing down, choosing to stew in silence. It was a defense mechanism she had perfected long ago. Never let them see you sweat. Unfortunately, that also meant that she tended to get mean, keeping it all bottled up until she exploded like a shaken can of soda. She truly wished right then that she had a catheter in her back delivering the good meds to her lower body, but she had committed long ago to do this as naturally as possible, her comfort be damned.

“As soon as they figure out how to do that, I’ve got you, babe,” Jensen chuckled behind her, close enough for her to feel his breath on her neck. She nodded in unfortunate understanding, her hand coming to rest atop her husband’s where it lay on her belly.

“Actually, could you top off my water bottle?” Y/n spoke back up after a moment of content silence.

“Of course. Ice?” He questioned, already climbing from the bed to grab her bottle on the nightstand near her.

“Please,” she confirmed.

“Be back in a flash,” Jensen pressed a quick kiss to her forehead before leaving the room to get ice from the main kitchen in the birthing center. A sigh left her mouth as she pulled herself into a semi-sitting position on the bed and grabbed her phone from where it lay charging. There was a mix of messages in her notifications, all from friends and family with varying messages of encouragement. She appreciated the gesture but to be honest, what Y/n wanted more than anything was to not have all the attention on her. It was yet another symptom of being uncomfortable. Her solace lay in the simple fact that she was not expected to answer any of the messages she received, considering she was in labor and all. Forgetting why she even grabbed the device in the first place, Y/n noted the time and tossed it back on the nightstand.

It was officially after midnight. Well, technically it was almost twelve-thirty which meant it was Jensen’s birthday. Y/n had found it funny when he had called his mother earlier to let her know that the baby was coming, Jensen had made his stupid joke only to have his face fall when Donna had laughed a little too hard. Her husband was caught up thinking about his mother and teasing the older woman that it didn’t even cross his brain what Y/n going to labor meant for him. Now, as she found herself nearly seven centimeters dilated as the clock turned into the new day, it seemed their baby would share its birthday with their father.

Jensen came back then, breaking her out of her thoughts but unable to knock the warm smile from her face. He walked around to her side and perched on the edge of the bed, one leg tucked under him as he faced her. Y/n took a drink of the cool liquid, relishing in the calm it brought her.

“What is that smile about?” He had an equally bright smile of his own, unable to contain it as he watched his wife.

“Nothing just… happy birthday,” the pregnant woman shrugged in her seat, her eyes casting down to wear her hands now cradled her bump.

“Yeah, it is,” he agreed, his heart feeling so whole when he thought about it that it felt as though it might burst from his ribcage. There was so much love for the woman in front of him, he didn’t know what to do with it. It scared him sometimes. It didn’t matter what was happening at the moment, but he could look at her and he would forget for a second that the world existed outside them and all he knew was that she made everything okay. His heart would skip a beat so fast he barely noticed and the urge to cry became overwhelming. Only this time, he refused to fight it, allowing a few tears to well up in his eyes.

“What’s this about?” Y/n sat up, concern now etched into her features as she brought herself close enough to her husband that she could wipe away the single tear that had escaped down his cheek with her thumb. She had caught sight of it, of course, even in the low light of the room. In the few silent seconds that he sat there smiling, she felt warm under his stoic gaze, unsure of what was going on in that head of his. Jensen shook his head, his smile still not faltering.

“I love you,” he said simply.

“I love you, too,” Y/n agreed, her concern melting away and taking with it the crease in her brow. Her husband cradled her face in his hands, pulling her face up to press his lips to hers. He poured every emotion that was currently making him dizzy into that kiss, afraid that if he didn’t, she would never know. But she did know, and though Y/n didn’t need more than those three words, she couldn’t deny him the release he so evidently needed. The desperation seeped from his every pore as his lips brushed against hers, unwilling to part until the need for air overtook everything else.

A gentle knock on the door snapped his brain back down to Earth. Jensen released his hold on her face, watching as it took her a second longer to open her eyes once they parted. He cleared his throat before calling out.

“Come in.”

Their midwife, Melek, snuck into the room, not making a sound as she closed the door behind her. She turned the lights up just a touch, giving the couple a warning beforehand.

“Hey, I’m just back to check your progress,” she snatched a pair of gloves from their place in one of the drawers and came to the side of the bed Jensen was still perched on. He moved out of her way as Y/n scooted down the bed slightly. Melek asked Y/n how she was feeling as she went about her work. The midwife listened and nodded along to everything she explained.

“Well, we are getting very close. Based on how you’ve progressed so far, this baby could be here in the next couple of hours. You are going to start feeling the urge to push soon, might feel like you have to poop, don’t ignore that or any other changes you notice.” Melek stood from the bed and tossed her gloves before washing her hands. She made a note on the whiteboard in the room before coming back over to the couple.

“You are welcome to continue relaxing, whatever feels best. However, if you feel up to it, I would suggest taking a walk in the garden. I know it’s cold and late, but it will help to energize you before the big work starts.”

“Thank you. Is that safe?” Y/n was adjusting her nightgown back into place as she talked.

“Yes, if you choose to take a walk, I would go now. No longer than twenty minutes outside and I will be back in another hour,” Their midwife confirmed. The couple nodded in acknowledgment of her words, offering her more words of ‘thanks’ as she exited the suite.

“Well, what do you think, momma?” Jensen put his hands on his hips as he looked down at her.

“Couldn’t hurt,” Y/n shrugged. She offered him an innocent smile. “Help me put on my shoes?”

“Deal.”

****

A low groan emanated from her chest as she battled through her current contraction. Her hands were locked around Jensen’s neck as she rested her head on his shoulder. The actor was rocking her back and forth, once again applying counterpressure to her lower back.

“Oh god, I feel nauseous,” Y/n breathed out as the contraction subsided. She let up on the weight she had been putting on her husband.

“That’s normal though, right?”

“Yeah, I was just venting,” she let the air out of her lungs rush past her lips. “I don’t expect you to do anything about it.” Her words were clipped as they tumbled from her mouth before she could stop them. The laboring woman cringed as she felt her husband stiffen underneath her. The soda had popped. Her movements were hesitant as she raised her head to look at him, regret written across her face.

“I’m so sorry.”

“It’s okay, you are allowed to do whatever you want to me today.” The smile that graced his lips was tight, but she suspected it was more from the exhaustion than anything. She could see the heaviness in his eyes.

“No, it’s not. Come on, yell at me. Tell me you don’t need that shit because you were just trying to be helpful,” she pleaded with him, the guilt heavy in her chest.

“You want me to pick a fight with you while you are in labor?” Amusement was heavy in his words.

“Yeah, please? I deserve it. You are being far too nice to me.”

“It’s not happening. Sorry, babe.” Y/n growled in frustration, causing her husband to throw his head back and laugh.

The sound of yet another knock had her releasing her grip on her husband as she called the midwife in. It was time for the hourly check of her labor progression, a task that Y/n had grown a distinct distaste for. As the hours came and went and it felt like nothing was happening, it all just felt pointless. At this point, she was begging this kid to come out.

Melek made quick work of the check, a smile on her face after when she pulled off her gloves. “Seems as though it’s time, momma. You are fully dilated. How are you feeling?”

“Uh,” Y/n shared a look with her husband as their midwife headed over to the tub on the opposite side of the room and started the water. She gave a quick synopsis of what had happened in the last hour before asking, “Are we pushing now?”

“We can start. Sounds like you’ve already had some urges to. Right now it’s about listening to your body and what it’s telling you. I’m going to grab the nurse while you get in the water.” Melek left the water running and the couple dumbstruck.

“Okay, I guess this is happening,” Y/n scoffed, allowing her husband to help her from the bed. He stripped down to his boxer briefs while she slipped off the gown she was wearing, leaving her as naked as the day she was born. Jensen helped her into the tub and down to sit between his legs. As the water reached its max level, he stopped the tap and urged her to sit back against his chest.

True to her word, Melek was back in no time with a nurse and everything else they would need. They flourished around the room, getting ready as yet another contraction hit. Y/n’s grip on her husband tightened, her mind focused on one thing now. Jensen was whispering in her ear, helping to guide her breaths. Y/n gave in to the urge to push, more than ready now to have this over with. The pattern was quick and repeated itself again, and then again, and again.

The time clicked away on the clock on the far wall, each passing minute mocking the laboring woman as it turned over the hour. If she had thought she was exhausted before, it was nothing compared to how she felt now. Sweat dripped from her forehead, small tendrils of hair that had fallen from the bun on top of her head stuck to her flushed skin. She dropped her head onto her husband’s shoulder, soft pants passing her lips as she tried to relax before the next contraction hit.

Only it didn’t take long, the pain returning before she even had time to think. The contraction had her doubling in on herself, concentrating on bearing down. Her scream originated low in her chest, the sound of it low as it echoed out in the room. Y/n knew that Melek was coaching her, but she couldn’t hear the words anymore, her body too far spent.

“I can’t,” As the contraction dissipated, she threw her head back and hid her face in the crook of Jensen’s neck.

“You can, Y/n. Your body was made to do this,” Melek encouraged, a hand on the poor woman’s shoulder. Y/n swatted it away as she let out another sob.

“No, I can’t. I’m too tired,” her shoulders shook as she let it all out. Jensen turned and placed a kiss on her temple.

“Honey, if anyone can do this it’s you,” he whispered in her ear. “I know you’re tired and that means you are ready to quit, but you can’t, not yet. Just think about holding our baby in your arms, you are so close.”

Another sob shook through her as she indicated her disagreement with his words. She wanted to believe him, she wanted to believe him so badly it hurt but Y/n had never felt so defeated in her life. This was finally it and she couldn’t do it.

“Look at me, Y/n.” He waited for her eyes to open and focus on him. “You can and you will. I’m right here, I’ve got you. You are gonna push this baby out and we are gonna love it so much all this will be a distant memory. Nothing else will matter but the life we created.”

“You drive a hard bargain,” she hiccuped out with a laugh. Jensen chuckled along with her, offering another kiss to her temple. They nodded at each other, silent words being passed between them just before the next contraction hit. This time she put all her energy behind it, refusing now to be defeated. It was far from easy, but only she could do it now.

She couldn’t be sure how many contractions later it happened, the only thing she was sure of was the instant relief that washed over her body. Her eyes snapped open as Melek pulled her gook covered baby from the warm water of the tub, holding up its long body so both her and Jensen could see.

“It’s a boy!” Melek announced, placing the infant against Y/n’s bare chest. It all happened in a second and Y/n was holding her son in her arms. Jensen was peppering her face with kisses and muttering soft praises, his arms wrapped around her and helping the nurse wipe the baby clean. More sobs racked her body as soft cries came from the tiny body in her arms. Everything felt like too much like her whole being was vibrating on some new frequency she didn’t yet understand. It was invigorating and terrifying at the same time.

“I told you!” Y/n turned to look at her husband, the sobs that had been shaking through her now intermixed with soft laughter.

“Yeah, you did, babe. I’ll promise to never question you again,” the smile on his face grew as soon as he realized what she was talking about. The giggles coming from his wife seemed to seep into him and soon he was laughing along with her.

Y/n feigned a scoff, chuckles still seeping past her lips and a beautiful smile on her lips. “Don’t make promises you can’t keep, Ackles.”

“Wouldn’t dream of it.”

****

It took a while before anyone was able to pry her son from her arms and even then, she refused to give up to anyone besides Jensen. It wasn’t that she didn’t trust the nurse or midwife, she just felt that if she gave him up, the feeling in her chest would go with him. Only the soft voice of her husband was able to coax her out of the bubble she had wrapped herself into. Reluctantly, she handed the infant off to her husband who passed him on to be weighed and measured.

The nurse was then able to help her out of the tub and into the shower, washing away the remnants of her son’s birth from her body. In that short amount of time, she ached to hold her son again. Her mind couldn’t focus on anything besides him, and it pissed her off. She didn’t feel in control of herself, consumed by the maternal instincts now flooding her neurons.

When she emerged from the bathroom, Jensen was propped up against the headboard, his legs casually crossed at the ankle in front of him. Discarded still at the foot of the bed was his shirt he had peeled away before they had gotten into the tub, but he had slipped his Nike joggers back on his tall frame. His large hands dwarfed their son, who was only in a diaper, where Jensen held him against his chest. The couple shared a smile before she made her way over to him, climbing gingerly into the bed next to her husband and son. Y/n curled herself into his side as the nurse left them to be alone.

“Nine pounds and seven ounces, twenty-one inches long,” Jensen smirked down at the sleeping infant. Y/n choked out a breath, her jaw dropping open in the process.

“Jesus, I’m never gonna be the same,” she blew out a breath. The tired woman laid her head against her husband’s shoulder, her eyes never leaving her sleeping child. She could feel her husband shaking softly with laughter. Mostly, she was just as amused as him, but on the other hand, she wasn’t kidding.

As she settled into her spot, their son began to stir, his face scrunching into a frown. Jensen moved quickly, pulling the kid away and offering him to his mother.

“What, the first time he even indicates he might cry and you immediately hand him over to me?” Y/n leans away from her husband, a confused frown etched into her features.

“Uh, yeah, I don’t have the goods,” the Texan flicked his eyes down at her chest before looking back at her face. He had one eyebrow raised and a smirk on his face.

“Okay, how do you even know he’s hungry? Maybe he needs to be changed?”

“He’s fresh out of the womb and hasn’t eaten anything, you do the math,” Jensen held him out again. Y/n rolled her eyes for effect when the truth was she couldn’t wait to get her hands on that baby again.

“Well go get the midwife, I don’t know what I’m doing here,” Y/n tilted her head towards the door. She had one hand cradling the infant and her other was working to pull her gown away from her chest.

“Right,” he bounded from the bed, grabbing his shirt as he went and pulling it over his head. The door barely had time to shut behind him before he was returning, Melek in tow. The midwife was more than helpful, guiding Y/n and her baby through their first feeding. It took them a few tries before it seemed like they finally got the hang of it. Melek left them again to the peace of the early morning.

The sun had yet to breach the horizon but that didn’t stop the birds from putting on a show outside. Jensen had climbed back into bed with his family, situating himself as close as possible to his wife. It gave him the best vantage to watch the miracle they had created. He rested his hand on the baby’s head, rubbing his thumb across the infant’s hair.

Y/n didn’t even bother averting her gaze as her husband nestled into her side. She was far too transfixed on her son. Every emotion felt magnified a thousand times since she gave birth, to the point where she felt like she might burst. It was hard to sort through them, the exhaustion of her body not helping at all. Now, as she stared down at the precious life she and Jensen had created, the only thing she felt was calm. His eyes were closed as he fed, the soft gurgles and breaths he let out the only noise in the suite.

“He’s perfect,” she mumbled to no one in particular, she just felt it needed to be said.

“He really is,” Jensen agreed. “I had no doubt, which is why I got you this.” Y/n tore her eyes away then as Jensen procured a long velvet case from behind him. He offered the object to Y/n who took it with her free hand.

“What is this? It’s your birthday today, not mine,” she tried arguing.

“Just open it, you dork. Besides, you’ve already given me the best gift I could ever have,” Jensen urged her to open it. His eagerness washed off him as he smiled at her, his hand back on his son’s head.

Being careful to not jostle the child eating in her arms, Y/n used both hands to flip open the case. Laying against a dark cushion inside was a gold bracelet with a row of seven round stones in the center. She caught the card that was placed inside when it tried to fall away, reading the small paragraph.

‘Customised with seven beautifully crafted semi-precious stones amidst a string of shimmering beads. Each stone is traditionally associated with various characteristics that also typify those born in that particular month – The March birthstone is Aquamarine, which has a pale blue appearance and symbolizes honesty, loyalty, and happiness.’

The tears fell from her eyes as she read, threatening to turn into full-blown sobs. Y/n sniffed as her emotions continued to get the better of her, using the end of the blanket to wipe the wetness from her cheeks. Happiness. There wasn’t anything she could think of better to describe how she was feeling. It was indescribable happiness that had begun on that New Year’s Eve two years ago and continues through the life she now held in her arms. It was happiness she feared she would never get to experience, and yet, here she was.

“Jay, this is beautiful. But how-”

“I ordered one for February too, can’t be too careful,” he answered before she could ask, earning a giggle from his wife. “You really like it?”

“Honey, I love it. I can’t imagine a more perfect gift.”

“Here,” Jensen pushed away from the headboard and offered his hand to take the case from her. She handed it back to him, allowing him to take the delicate bracelet from its setting. He urged her to raise her arm, making quick work of clasping the piece of jewelry around her right wrist. “There, perfect.”

“Perfect,” she agreed.

****

The midwife cleared Y/n and the baby to go home just before noon that day. They had spent less than twenty-four hours in the birthing center, but as she dressed her son to go home she couldn’t help but feel like she was going to miss it. That stupid little room now held so much meaning to her, and she hated it. The exhaustion and hormones were making her stupidly sentimental.

As they turned into their driveway, Jensen was forced to pull their SUV into the yard since the entirety of their driveway was filled with cars. He hopped out of the driver’s seat to help Y/n from the car before grabbing the car seat with their son inside. Her husband allowed her to waddle along in front of him, a smirk on his lips when she looked over her shoulder before opening the gate to their home.

Across the stone courtyard, she could see their family all huddled in front of the expansive window that saw into their living room. Everyone waved excitedly as the new family made their way towards the house. Y/n took in the faces of her and Jensen’s parents, along with her brothers and their families. Jensen’s siblings were too far out to make it right now, but even still Y/n was surprised to see her brothers. Donna and Alan had come down as soon as they called to let them know Y/n was in labor, staying in their guestroom for the coming week to help the new parents adjust. She expected her parents too, even though they couldn’t stay longer than the night, rooming in Jared’s guesthouse and leaving in the morning. But yeah, her brothers were a surprise.

The family was greeted and the door, an array of excited faces welcoming them home. Someone had hung a ‘congratulations’ banner, with a matching ‘happy birthday’ one just below it. Everyone wrapped the new mother up in a tight embrace before passing her along to the next family member while the kids swarmed Jensen and the baby. It took quite some convincing from the parents to quiet down the little ones, all excited to meet their new cousin and forgetting that they needed to chill out as he was sleeping currently.

“Alright,” Jared’s voice broke above the commotion of multiple conversations. “As the godfather and the whole reason this child even exists, I call dibs on holding him first!” He looked to his sister, his brows high on his forehead as he waited for her answer.

“You all are going to get a turn, I don’t care who goes first. But stop saying you are the reason he exists, it’s weird… ” She waved him on before adding, “and don’t forget the sanitizer.”

Jensen lifted the car seat to the island as Jared bounced over to him. He literally was bouncing on the balls of his feet, his sister rolling her eyes as she followed behind him. The giant of a man moved delicately as he pulled the sleeping infant from the car seat. If she had thought her son looked small in her husband’s arms, it had nothing on how he looked compared to Jared. He took the newborn over to sit on the couch, all the cousin’s swarming him in no time.

“You need anything?” Jensen put his hand on her lower back to bring her attention from their family to him.

“A water?” She suggested as she looked over to him, knowing she would need it sooner rather than later. He nodded and turned to grab a water bottle for her. A soft ‘oh’ had her turning her head back towards her husband. Jensen stepped out of the way to show her their freezer full of Tupperware of different foods.

“We all made a few things for the freezer. I know Donna is staying with you for a little while, but once she is gone, you’ll thank me,” Y/n’s mother appeared next to her.

“Thanks, mom,” Once again she found herself fighting back the tears as she pulled her mother into a tight embrace. Sharon ran her hands up and down her daughter’s back as the younger woman refused to let go. Half of it was not wanting to let go, the other half was hiding her tears in the black sweater her mother wore. When she finally relented, Jensen was standing there with a tissue. He offered it to his wife who took it with a sheepish smile before he also hugged his mother-in-law.

The group in the kitchen returned to the living room where the rest of the family was, fussing over the baby. Jensen sat down in his chair near the fireplace that was angled to where the rest of the family was on or near the couch. He grabbed his wife’s wrist and pulled down along with him, situating her into his lap. The new mother fidgeted in her seat, struggling to get comfortable.

“Would you stop that?” Jensen’s voice was low in her ear as he squeezed her legs in a vain attempt to hold her still.

“I-,” She shifted again with a soft sigh before turning to whisper in his ear. “I’m very sore down there, and your legs are not the most comfortable right now.” His lips formed a thin line as he nodded. Before she could say anything else, he lifted and moved them both so she was situated in between him and the side of the chair, effectively taking the pressure off of her sensitive area.

“Better?”

“God yes,” she huffed before snuggling into his side. The couple watched content as their family traded their son around. The looks of amazement from the kids and the near tears from the adults filled her heart more than she imagined it could have ever been before. Just when she thought it was full, it somehow found room for more love and happiness.

“So, have you two decided on a name yet?” Sharon spoke up as he was passed to her. The older woman was gently bouncing on her feet, her husband peering over her shoulder.

The new parents shared a look, unsure which of them should answer the question to the information they had filled out in his birth certificate just before leaving for home. Everyone had been asking since they got the news he was officially here, though the couple didn’t have an answer as they struggled to come up with something. Jensen tilted his head to her, signaling that she should answer.

“Yes, after an agonizing two hours of staring at him and willing him to tell us what his name should be, we finally picked one,” Y/n explained, her husband chuckling next to her at the memory of her talking to him as he slept. “His name is Ezra Jay Ackles.”

There were murmured compliments and agreements that the name more than fit the little bundle of joy they had just welcomed into their family. Sharon passed Ezra on to his other grandmother, the woman giddy as she took over baby holding duty. Ezra had woken up by now, his dark eyes searching and unsure of the commotion around him, but he had yet to fuss.

“Did you go with Jay because he looks just like Jensen?” she questioned, not taking her eyes off the infant in her arms.

“Ugh don’t remind me,” Y/n huffed, her face scrunched up at her mother-in-law’s words.

“Hey, I thought you liked the way I looked,” Jensen pouted next to her, but she could see the twinkle in his eye.

“That’s not the point. It would be just my luck that I carried him for nine months, was in labor for over eighteen hours while also needing to feed him every two hours, for him to look just like his dad. Where’s the justice in that?” Y/n frowned as her family laughed at her confession.

“Welcome to my world,” Gen piped up. “All of them, little clones of their dad.” The Padalecki women all nodded in agreement to that sentiment, much to the annoyance of their husbands.

“Hey, the Padalecki genes are strong, we can’t help it,” Jared protested, making Jensen throw his head back in laughter.

“If that’s true then I guess the Ackles genes are even stronger,” the new father countered, earning a shove from his wife.

“Alright you two, put the rulers away,” her joke got the rest of the room cackling at the boys’ expense. That satisfied the woman more than she would ever admit.

Not long after the reveal of their baby’s name, the family began to pack things up and head out. It had been a busy and tiring twenty-four hours for the new little family, and their loved ones headed out to give them some peace. Once everyone was gone, Alan offered to go to the store and grab something to whip up for dinner, leaving just Donna with the new parents.

“Y/n, honey, why don’t you go lay down. I know you haven’t really slept since yesterday,” Donna piped up, noting how the woman’s eyes were getting heavy. She was curled up on the couch next to her husband who was holding their son once again. Donna was picking up the mess left by the family.

“Mmm that sounds good but he will have to feed soon, I should just stay here,” Y/n answered with a hum. She couldn’t deny, a nap sounded wonderful but everything was about Ezra and his needs now.

“Couldn’t we just give him a bottle?” Jensen asked, earning a shake of the head from both of the women in the room.

“No, if you guys are committed to breastfeeding, she’s got to get her milk supply in and the best way to do that is for him to feed. Also, there is nipple confusion,” Donna stated matter of fact with Y/n nodding along the whole time.

“Nipple confusion?” Jensen looked to his wife, confusion written all over his face. The term sounded familiar to the actor, but he couldn’t for the life of him come up with a definition.

“It means that Ezra could get confused between the bottle and the breast, and the concern is that he would prefer the bottle,” Y/n explained, her hand absentmindedly running along her son’s cheek.

Jensen nodded in understanding and shrugged, “Not if he’s my son.”

The new mother reared back in confusion. “Why?” was the only thing Y/n could say after she and Donna looked at him with equal disgust and disappointment. Jensen grimaced under their looks before she continued. “Your mother is in the room.”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, Mom, I don’t know why I said it,” the look of shame on his face morphed into fear as he prepared for a scolding, but that moment never came. Instead, Donna stood and walked over to where they were seated.

“Alright, give me the kid,” the older Mrs. Ackles reached out for her grandson. Jensen gave him up without question. “Both of you need to sleep. Don’t worry, I will come and get you if he gets hungry.”

“It’s best not to argue with her when she makes that face,” Jensen muttered under his breath, but not so quiet that his mother didn’t hear him. She raised her brow at him, an action that was remarkably similar to the one Jensen often emulated.

“I’ll take your word for it,” Y/n agreed, allowing her husband to help her to her feet. Jensen gave his mom a quick peck on the cheek in passing as he pulled his wife along with him to their bedroom.

Inside the curtains were still drawn from when they had left yesterday, only a small sliver of light peeking into the room from its edges. Neither of them bothered with changing, knowing it was too much work for now. Instead, Jensen just turned down the bed, allowing them to slip under the cool covers. He settled into the pillows, lifting his arm to invite her back to his side. Of course, she obliged, snuggling into his chest with one hand placed where she could feel the steady beat of his heart under her fingertips.

Jensen wrapped his arm around her, his hand resting against her arm, rubbing soft circles against her skin. He stared up at the ceiling in the semi-dark room, watching the spinning blades of their ceiling fan make countless revolutions. His mind was racing, all the emotions of the last day starting to get to him now that he had nothing else to focus on.

Y/n was silent as well, but he knew she hadn’t fallen asleep yet, her body still too tense to have fully succumbed to the exhaustion. If he wanted to ever get some shut-eye, he knew he had to get some things off his chest. He needed to let go.

“You know what this reminds me of?” There was a gruff undertone to his voice, yet it still managed to be soft as he sought to not startle his wife. She hummed in response, letting him know she was listening. “Our first night together. Well, after… everything.”

“How so?” Y/n shifted so she could have a better view of her husband who now had her full attention.

“I couldn’t sleep then either. Too much going on in my head,” Jensen took a deep breath, his eyes still on the ceiling as he continued. “I kind of have this tendency to push all my emotions to the side to deal with them another time, even if that other time never comes, but that night, I just… I couldn’t get myself to do it. As I stared down at you, sleeping against my chest with that stupid little content smile on your face, I realized that you were worth all of it, every emotion: the fear, the anxiety, and even the guilt; they were all worth feeling for you.”

The crease in her brow deepened as her husband confessed to her what he went through that night. Jensen looked down at her then, a smile on his face and tears once again pooling in his eyes. He brought up his hand to caress her cheek before continuing.

“I never believed in love at first sight, hell, I still don’t, because even through all of that fear and anxiety what I felt most of all was love, and that didn’t happen overnight. It happened in the weeks we had spent in the makeup trailer, in the way you trusted me with the things you wouldn’t even tell your brother, and in your sarcastic comebacks that never failed to surprise me. I spent weeks falling in love with you and didn’t even realize it.”

“The only thing I could do was watch you sleep, so irrevocably in love with you that I was scared if I pushed away those bad feelings… if I didn’t consider every possible thing that could wrong from that moment on, that I would lose the best thing in my life now, so that’s what I did, just watched you sleep and go over every possible scenario my mind could come up with of how us being together could go wrong. I know...” He had to stop again, needing a moment to take a shuddering breath. “I know that day when I told you we needed a break hurt you and made you question everything I ever said to you and sure we’re past it now, but I really need you to know that when I came to you that next morning and asked you to go on one date with me, I didn’t make that decision lightly. I had decided before you even tried to sneak out of the guesthouse that you were worth everything.”

“Why are you telling me this now?” After he was silent for a moment, she couldn’t bear it any longer.

“Because I… I feel so much right now that I can’t shut it out. The love I feel for you and our son right now, I want to stay in that feeling forever. Even if it means facing every fear or anxiety over making sure you both are safe and happy and thriving. I just had to let you know that you two are my whole world now and I will spend the rest of my life never letting you forget it,” Jensen confessed, allowing the tears that he had been biting back now flow freely. Deep down he knew it was what he needed, that release of every emotion before he could truly relax. Just like she also knew that the time for words was over.

“Thank you for telling me that,” she nuzzled back into his side, pressing her cheek against his chest to listen to his heart again. Y/n knew it wasn’t easy for her husband to admit all of that to her. Those true moments where he exposed himself fully to her were rare. Not that she minded, Y/n didn’t need him to cut out his heart and serve it on a silver platter. Her husband was a man of action. He showed her all she needed to know in every first cup of coffee he brings her in the mornings or running her a bath when she needs time alone. Marriage is as much about the little things as it is about any grand declaration. If you asked Y/n, she would take the soft smiles and lingering touches over a grand speech any day, but this was nice too.

Part 12: Home

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szopenhauer · 4 years

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if you have any pets, were they adopted from the humane society? my (now ex) friend had a stray give birth on her yard and she gave away all the puppies besides the one she kept, I chose the most scared and fat one lol

what kind of cheese is your favorite, or no cheese at all? Gouda

do you like home design, like picking out paint colors and furniture? love it <3

have you seen any of the old james bond movies? I hate James Bond movies, tried few and they were so lame

have you ever been in a hot air balloon? and if not, would you ever want to go in one? I’d like to try, maybe someday

do your parents buy you something on a daily basis? food

is anyone else in the room with you right now? not rn

do you collect anything? shitload of stuff

do you have a pool in your back yard? no and don’t want to own one

do you watch youtube videos often? how often is often?

do you wear mascara? no, I don’t see the point of mascara tbh

do your parents fight? sigh...

have you ever watched a movie that’s in a completely different language, so you had to read sub-titles? plenty

do people with yellow teeth disgust you? mine are yellow, it’s hard to keep them well having GERD :(

do you wear rings? at times

would you like to have a universal remote, like in the movie, click? hmm...

do you get any magazines in the mail? my mom does

what was the last picture you uploaded to your facebook? snapchat one with peach filter

what’s something that you do that you know hurts people close to you? live?...

what was the last board game that you played? either Scrabble or Hollywood

do you get bloated at all after you eat? I have cascade stomach, GERD and IBS so...

when is your birthday - in winter, spring, summer, or fall? winter :(

you must pick (no, “neither” bullshit please): dying by being run over by a train or being thrown from the top of the eiffel tower? tower

who’s the most overrated celebrity of them all (yes, i know they’re all overrated - but pick one)? Beyonce

what do you wear the most - sneakers, flats, heels, boots, or do you just go barefoot? slippers XD

what’s better - short sleeve tops or tanks? short sleeve

black, blue, or red ink? blue

do you sometimes splurge on expensive, sexy lingerie? my most expensive lingerie (which is sporty) costed less than 20 PLN

what’s your favorite food group? grains?

don’t you just love sushi? never tried and don’t wanna, gross

if you walked in on your husband/wife/boyfriend/girlfriend/important significant other cheating on you - how would you react? I have several scenarios in my head

how old were you when you lost your virginity? what even is virginity? you can have sex without losing it anyway

what annoys you the most about modern technology? hard to tell

do you prefer your chicks with long hair, short hair, or somewhere in between? I always went for girls with no longer than shoulder length yet not shorter than mine but now I date someone with very long hair

do you turn around when someone yells “hey!!!” even if you’re not sure if they’re referring to you or someone else? might

have you ever had that oh-so-embarrassing moment when you think some hot guy/girl is waving at you and/or flirting with you, so you wave back, only to realize they were directing it at the person behind you? they weren’t hot

who was the last person to come back into your life? my gf

is there anyone at your house outside of your family? in the garden

who was the last person you had a conversation with in person? my dad

what was the last piece of jewelry that you purchased? for myself or someone else?

how old are each of your siblings? 30+

how many different conversations do you have going right now? 0

do you think it’s weird to wear socks to sleep? it’s not, unless you sleep naked

have you ever gone swimming in a lake? yup

do you usually buy a new bathing suit every summer? I didn’t buy any swimsuit for ages, don’t own even one

what sucks most about the computer you end up using the most? what doesn’t suck about it, ugh!

what’s something you want to say to someone at the moment? I’m not sure

will you have sexual intercourse within the next two weeks? I won’t

has a boyfriend/girlfriend ever put alcohol/drugs before you? nah

do you like when people call you things like “baby”, “sweetie”, “hun”, etc? certain pet names are fine

will this friday be a good one? it’s not...

what’s wrong with you right now? everything?

have you been a happy, angry, or sad person lately? angry and sad

are you wasting your time on someone? hope not

when’s the last time you cried yourself to sleep? days ago

have you ever been in a perfect relationship? relationships aren’t perfect because no one is perfect and that’s ok

when was the last time you completely broke down? last week

honestly, have you ever kissed anyone with a name that starts with j? nope

are you nice to the people you dislike? if I have to, I prefer to avoid them

are you and the last person you kissed in a relationship? we are

your ex shows up randomly at your house, what do you say? no comment

would you rather date someone who is extremely protective or not protective at all? why do we have to choose extremes?

does sex mean love? to me

have you ever fallen asleep on someone? as a baby

have you ever slept in the same bed as your friend? more than once

plans for tomorrow? nothing have you ever ridden a skateboard? tried the main thing you can’t leave your house without? clothes, I won’t leave naked does anyone know your password besides you? just me what are you listening to? Melanie Martinez when was the last time you changed in front of someone? this month what’s the closest black thing to you? what I’m wearing, computer mouse and keyboard too, my cellphone next to me is also black what were you doing at 8:00 am? fallen asleep again are you happier single or in a relationship? we’ll see if you had to get a piercing, what do you get? normal earrings in lobes you can get a puppy or a new car. which do you choose? car, I have a dog and don’t want another at least soon have you ever had a best friend who was of the opposite sex? my father is my bestie did you get a full 8 hours of sleep last night? it seems like it have you ever been arrested? noooo

what is a difference between the last two people you hugged? one is a female and one is a male where is the next place you will go? for a walk - forest probably why did you kiss the last person you kissed? we’re dating

do you say sexy a lot? I don’t recall using that word when did you last throw up? years ago? do you like to have long hair or short hair? short what is your favorite place you have traveled? Ełk? where do you keep your money? that’s personal what was the weather like today? warm do you want to cut your hair? meh what is your favorite place to shop? thrift? are you over the age of 25? I am are you going to have a good night? hopefully when was the last time you did the dishes? I just washed the knife

do you and your friends trade/borrow clothes, shoes, jewelry, etc.? no way

is your birthday ever on a holiday? which one? it was always on free from school time (ferie zimowe) and my friends been basically always sick so they couldn’t come

are you friends with your neighbors? I say “goodmorning” to part of them and that’s all

do you think its weird when people talk to their pets like they’re people? not that I have whole conversations with mine but I happen to speak to them when I want to

do you like uggs? they’re great for winter slippers :3

describe what you typically wear on a hot summer day: T-shirt, sweatpants/leggings/pajama pants, panties/undies, socks, slippers or slip on shoes

what about a cold winter day? underwear, tights (when it’s very cold - under leggings), leggings (unless I’m home then sweatpants/pajama pants), socks, boots (if not slippers of course), long sleeves shirt, tunic or oversized t-shirt, sweater, vest, jacket, scarf, hat, fingerless gloves

do you like coffee? ewww, disgusting

do you like flip flops? same

do you like rain? especially it’s sound at night

do you like horses? they’re fine

what is the deepest pool you have jumped into? where? I don’t jump into pools or lakes/rivers

does it annoy you when people open your mail or text messages? people don’t do that :o

what magazine do you buy the new issue of each month? Moje mieszkanie

what is your favorite farm animal? chicken

have you ever driven a golf cart? I’m against golf so...

if a genie gave you 1 wish, what would it be? health, for all, forever

what is something that you shouldn’t like but do anyways? ask God

is there something you love dearly but knew you’d be made fun of for it? I guess

who is someone you always want to be happy, even if you aren’t happy alongside them? those close to me

does it take you a long time to get over someone you liked? it’s complicated

have you ever gone a week or more not thinking of your boyfriend/girlfriend that much? does it sadden you, or make you happy you don’t completely depend on a person? I didn’t go whole week without thinking about them at least once wtf

is there someone who ruined your life? do you forgive this person? most of those ppl didn’t apologise, most of them don’t know or care, most of them are not part of my life

have you ever questioned your sexuality? when was this? how did it end? I thought I must call myself bi because I dated a guy even tho I wasn’t really into them but I realized that even having sex doesn’t mean I’m not asexual - trying things make you more sure of smth instead of changing who you are

have you ever felt suicidal? constantly

do you know anyone who has had a miscarriage? or someone who can’t have kids at all? both are more common than you think

what is something you wish would have ended differently (ex. friendship or relationship)? what if I wanted some things to never end? does that count?

type the alphabet and stop at the letter of the last person you kissed: ABCDEFGHIJKLM eventually ABCDEFG (short version of the first name) eventually ABCD (surname) how was your day overall? it’s going so fast because I can’t sit down for long, parents call me every single minute to help them have you kissed someone more than 20 times? I didn’t count but who knows

if you married the last person you texted, what would your last name be? won’t tell you :P how often do you hold back what you want to say? sigh, it’s complicated it’s 2 in the morning and you get a text message, who is it most likely? my gf ever cried while you were on the phone with someone? not many times but still how do you know the last male you texted? he’s my parent do you think the last person you kissed cares for you? they say and try to show that they do do you laugh a lot? as for such broken person it’s A LOT are you good at giving directions? I’m pretty bad at that what does your mom call you? by one of the versions of my name duh are you afraid of roller coasters? I’m afraid I’d puke where do you sing the most, in the car, the shower or everywhere? in front of the computer and when I’m home alone which happens very rarely are you wearing any make up right now? I don’t even own any makeup are you nice to everyone? pfft is it hard for you to be happy for someone else? oh well...

do you like bread crust or do you prefer it cut off? depends, usually eat it tho

what is the worst/hardest drug you’ve been offered, but declined to partake in? nothing hard

do you think you could ever have an abortion if you unexpectedly turned up pregnant? I don’t want to think about it

is there a color shirt you’d never wear? tie dye or some tiny pattern that makes my head spin

is there a situation where you caved into peer pressure and regretted it? what I don’t regret?...

would you ever bleach your hair platinum blonde? for a movie role

do you like the band mgmt? I know couple of songs by them

do you like vanilla candles? I’m not into candles

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christophe-delorne · 5 years

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Good Dog

Chapter 2

Pairings: Gregory x Christophe

Warnings: Dark themes, abuse, sex mention, violence.

AU: Adulthood

The car ride was otherwise uneventful once Christophe conceded to Gregory’s demands, not wanting to get into a fight first thing back with no sleep. The sound of classical music was relaxing, but Christophe could only relax so much when he was in a moving vehicle. He would never admit it, but traveling also made him feel ill with anxiety. He couldn’t control his fate and he hated relying on a machine to get him from point A to point B. However, there was no way around it as he would like to arrive at his designation on time rather than procrastinating just because he felt a little sick. So the Frenchman suck it up and let Gregory take the wheel, not that he had much of a choice when it came to the Brit. Thankfully, Gregory had put on soothing music instead of something that might rack his nerves any further, only because the blond preferred classical over anything modern.

Gregory lived in a high class apartment for various reasons, he could flaunt his family money by owning some extravagant house but no. Yard work wasn’t Gregory’s thing, nor was maintaining a property and he would rather not deal with staff that could possibly be incompetent or get in his way. An apartment was close to all the local shops and hang outs, he could leave any time and wasn’t anchored down to one place. Christophe shared that sentiment at least. While on the exterior one would think the two were so vastly different, but in truth they were more alike than one would first assume. The only difference was, Christophe didn’t hide his true nature like Gregory did.

Now Christophe stood behind Gregory as the man slid his keycard into the slot and opened the door to let them inside. A blur of motion caught in Christophe’s peripheral’s, making him reach to his back and grab the grip of his pistol tucked away in the back of his pants. Good thing Gregory’s body was still in the way of the door as he laughed pleasantly and wrapped his arms around the figure. A woman. The long black hair was glossy and well taken care of, apparently this was Gregory’s current girlfriend, which was frustrating. Christophe had hoped to get a bit of stress relief in after such a harsh mission but so much for that idea. He didn’t even hear the greetings and back and forth between the two as he shouldered past so he could get in the apartment. He hated standing in open public places and didn’t want to be left in the hall with no cover just so Gregory could play pretend with his latest girl.

Jealous? A little, it was more of frustration and disappointment but that was just something the Frenchman was used to from an early age. The girl let out a surprised sound and pulled away from Gregory. This was a girl Christophe hadn’t seen before, so she probably thought he was a stranger barging in so rudely. Really, Christophe just wanted to get through his forced routine and pass out on the couch. He knew Gregory would force him to shower and change into some clean clothes before he was allowed to relax in the apartment.Before he could ditch the two though, Gregory grabbed his arm, just firm enough for a warning, causing Christophe’s lip to curl in a silent snarl of distaste.

“Porsche, dear, I’d like you to meet my friend, Christophe. He just returned from a business trip and I invited him over to spend the night.” Once introduced, Porsche relaxed and held out hand in offering for a shake. However, Christophe looked down at it then back up to her pretty face, the glare must have been obvious enough. Her award winning smile faltered a little and her hand dropped. Smoothly, Gregory recovered as usual, used to Christophe less than stellar attitude. “He’s just tired, love, I’ll let him take care of his needs and we can start dinner, shall we?” The woman nodded as Gregory placed a hand on her back to guide her to the kitchen, leaving Christophe on his own. He was grateful as he didn’t want to entertain anyone, he didn’t trust this stranger but there was nothing he could do about it. So he crouched down to remove his muddy boots so he wouldn’t track mud throughout the apartment. The last time he’d done that he ended up having to scrub the floor with a toothbrush.

Why did he put up with such abuse? It was all he really knew and not only that, but Gregory was really the only one he could trust. There was no way he could live a solitary life and really, he kind of liked having Gregory in control sometimes. It made his paranoid mind ease a bit from the stability Gregory provided, there was always order with the Brit.Once he pried his dirtied boots off, he carried them into the small coat closet to set the on the bit of plastic that was always there just for him. It seemed Gregory always accommodated for Christophe’s presence more than he did with his girlfriends. It was a reassuring thought, but it didn’t ease Christophe’s anger any as he could hear Porsche and Gregory laughing in the kitchen. To the outside viewer, they were a charming couple, perfection, not a speck of dirt to ruin their relationship. Except Christophe, the Frenchman was so opposite to what Gregory enjoyed that it was almost amusing to think that Christophe was the only one the Brit really trusted.

Not able to stomach the light and normal conversation going on in the kitchen, Christophe made his way into the master bedroom so he could use the on suite bathroom. He peeled out his crusty and filthy clothes, tossing them into the dark green hamper meant just for him. Gregory didn’t even like his dirty clothes to mix with the Frenchmen’s. Christophe couldn’t blame him, this would be the first shower he had in over a week. Ever since he ditched his mother, he had no one to tell him what to do, so basic needs deteriorated. He just didn’t like being completely vulnerable in the shower, knot even the hunting knife he placed on the shower rack could comfort him. For a long time, he just stood in the walk in shower, it was like a personal sauna with the steam rising and covering the glass door. He could recall all the time Gregory joined him in her. It reminded him that he was alive and wanted. Now he was left on his own, shoved aside for some girl.

Dark forest green eyes stared at one of the cracks in the stone tile, how many times had he punched that spot in frustration? He wanted to do it again but after breaking his knuckles for the third time, he’d learned his lesson. Once the water was no longer clouded with dirt from his body, Christophe went to work in scrubbing his hair to get any excess dirt out that he could. He needed another hair cut, Gregory always did it for him since Christophe didn’t trust anyone else with a sharp pair of scissors around him. Though, right now he seemed preoccupied with Porsche so he’d have to ask later. At the moment, Christophe focused on trying to ignore the high priced shampoo that Gregory had and the fact that there was more feminine hair and body care products in the shower. It was like this girl had already moved in, causing annoyance to prickle over his skin. Though, what did his opinion matter, he was just a poorly trained dog after all, barely above being a stray.

It didn’t take long for him to finish scrubbing his body until his skin was an angry red color, barely seen over his olive skin. He exited the shower to dry himself off with a dark green towel, everything that was designated for him was dark green and he was rarely allowed to use anything that wasn’t assigned to him. Gregory said he liked the color because it matched Christophe’s eyes, probably the most innocent compliment the man had ever given him. It stuck with the Frenchmen despite how much it annoyed him, made him feel like he was softening over a few stupid words that had been given so casually and likely meant nothing further than face value. As he was brushing his teeth, he heard the door open, glancing over sharply in the mirror to see Gregory. He must’ve managed to slip away but likely only for a moment or two. Christophe swore around his toothpaste at the way his heart picked up a little, betraying him and his sensibilities.

“I just wanted to check in on you to make sure you’re getting cleaned up.” The perfectly tilted voice broke the silence. Christophe spat out the toothpaste and cupped the water from the faucet to clean out his mouth, purposefully ignoring Gregory. “I don’t need to remind you to be on your best behavior around Porsche, do I?” Gregory tested and Christophe shot an angry glare at him, appearing darker from beneath his thick brows and the dark circles beneath his eyes from lack of sleep.

“She can go fuck herself.” He growled out before drying his face with a hand towel, gaining a glower from his handler. “I’m not being paid to be nice, unless you want to give me a reward for being good.” Christophe hinted with irritation, already knowing the answer.

“I will not cheat on her if that’s what you’re implying, you know the rules, dog.” Gregory sounded pleasant, but Christophe could hear the edge in his tone, a warning. However, Christophe didn’t heed it.

“Then we’re done here.” Christophe shoved past Gregory so he could enter the bedroom and the dresser. The bottom drawer to the right was where all his spare clean clothes were kept. He knew Gregory wouldn’t do anything to him, not while there was a chance Porsche might interrupt, so Christophe was going to take full advantage of Gregory being the one who was leashed for once. “Go play pretend house with Barbie and leave me be, connard.” When he straightened to pull his boxers on, he could feel Gregory behind him, those arms caging him as Gregory’s hands planted firmly on the top of the dresser. Christopher’s body tensed with anticipation, he could feel the Brit’s warmth against his bare back, still slightly damp from his shower. Closing his eyes, he could imagine Gregory leaning in to drag his tongue over his cleaned skin. To feel those hips pin him against the edge of the dresser so Gregory’s bare hands could roam and trace over the brutal scars that ruined his olive skin.

He craved it badly, but the touch never came. Leaving Christophe wanting, trembling with anger.

Gregory leaned in to whisper, his warm breath scenting of fresh mint brushing over the rim of his ear. “Watch you language, dog. I have a great memory and I will punish you in due time.” He murmured softly, his voice low and deep, tempting Christophe to his very core. The Frenchman ground his teeth, his jaw clenched to the point he feared he’d crack a tooth. His anger was only fueled by the disappointment of feeling Gregory release him, pulling away to make his was out of the bedroom once more. Christophe slammed his fist into the top of the dresser, frustrated with himself for letting himself fall to such a bait, to let Gregory get under his skin like that.

One day, Gregory was going to regret torturing him like this when the dog decided to bite the hand that feeds him.

#south park #fanfic #christophe #gregory #writing #rp #alternate universe #au #good dog #fanfiction #dark themes #the mole #ze mole #mole #gregory of yardale

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decadentenemyturtle · 6 years

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The Great Unknown

Part 16

Pairing: Thorin x Reader, Company x Reader

Words: 1615

All parts of the Great Unknown

You sat outside on the swing. Besides being confused you didn't know what to feel. A skinchanger. That what you had put your hopes up for. After the failing the changing back to a dog, you didn't know what you were. A cursed one? You didn't know what else Gandalf's magic could do, if it even was the main reason for this. And the wizard didn't even know what exactly he had done or if he could turn you back to normal.

After your failed attempts of trying's to change back to a dog, Gandalf and Bilbo had showed up. So you had walked away, wanting to take some time for yourself. Thorin had stayed behind, staring sadly after you. He wanted to help you, but he was as hopeless as you were. And he had his duty as a king, as a leader of his company. So at the moment, the only thing he could do was to be the leader his company needed instead of focusing on helping to you. And you didn't blame him. You knew he had bigger, better things to focus on than a mere girl with a curse.

"(Y/n)?" you heard a gentle voice calling you. You turned to see Bilbo standing next to you, his hands clasped behind his back. You hadn't heard him near you. Your hearing had gotten bad after you had turned back to human, tho you weren't sure if you would have heard Bilbo even if you were a dog.

"Hi, Bilbo" you greeted the hobbit. He gave you a little smile, before he turned to look the house. The yard was empty from the dwarves. After greeting Beorn the group had went back inside while you had stayed behind.

"The breakfast is ready. You should come and eat, before Bombur eats all of it" Bilbo says, then turning to you. You didn't feel like eating, but nodded anyway. Someone would surely put on a fight, if you didn't eat. And besides, you needed your strength when the company would continue towards the mountain. You got up from the swing and followed Bilbo back to the house.

Stepping in you noted that everyone else were sitting besides the table, expect Gandalf, Thorin and Beorn. Everyone glanced at you and Bilbo, when you stepped in the kitchen, but then they turned back to Beorn. Bilbo took a seat next to Dori at the end of the bench and you sat between Kili and Fili, who had made some space to you. You took honey scones, some bread and a tomato. You looked up, when Beorn put an huge mug in front of you and filled it with milk. You thanked him, offering a small smile to him. Beorn gave you a nod and tap to your shoulder, then continuing telling the dwarves and Gandalf, how dangerous place Mirkwood was. You knew what dangers awaited in the forest, but to hear the bearman telling about a giant moths, spiders (which you already knew) and a lone mutant monster creeping in the woods sent shivers in your spine. He hadn't seen them, but two rangers had encountered them two months ago when they had been walking trough the forest road.

"I am not sure whatever they are real or no, but it is good to be caution when you enter in the forest" Beorn finishes. You glanced at him and then the rest of the table. They looked pretty grim and sour.

"I am aware that the forest isn't the same what it used to be when I last went trough the forest road, but to think that such things exist in there these days" Thorin says, staring the floor. Few dwarves nod heavily, grumbling their agreement. It was hard to believe it, but you knew it was true.

"I believe they do exist" you piped up, before really thinking what you were saying. When every pair of eyes turned to you, did you think about keeping your mouth shut. You munched the tomato, swallowing and letting your eyes wonder trough the room. Everyone seemed to have the same question in their eyes and before anyone could get the chance to open their mouth, you continued. "When... when we met Radagast and his bunnies, one of them told me about how there had started to appear web near where they live. And Radagast had seen giant spiders" Now most of the dwarves looked concerned.

"Ye really believe one o'those crazy wizard's bunnies?" Dwalin sneers. You sigh and roll your eyes. Yes, the brown wizard did look weird and crazy, yes, he might eat questionable mushrooms and be crazy because of this, and yes, you did believe his rabbits.

"The brown wizard is not that crazy as he let's out, master dwarf" Beorn grumbles. Dwalin shot a glare to the bearman and then to you. You glared him back, wishing you were a dog so could give a bite to his smooth lower cheek.

"Be that as it may these creatures are true or not, we cannot be sure. The forest might play tricks to ones mind, but I recon us to be caution when we enter to the forest. I doubt the rangers would spare false information of monsters as these just for fun" Gandalf says. Thorin nods and agrees, whilst the rest of the company just grumbles. You had finished eating by now, so you gulped down the rest of the milk. When you put the mug down, few dwarves and Bilbo snickered after they had looked at you. Your brow rises in question. You turn to look at the both prince's and when they end up laughing, you kick them. Even Beorn had a fond smile on his lips.

"What's so funny?" you grumble, glaring the snickering dwarves around you. Bofur pointed at his mustache instead of saying anything. You frown to this, turning behind you to look Gandalf and Thorin. One of the biggest smirks grows on Thorin's face and even Gandalf smiled. You gave even them a glare. With a smile Thorin came to you, stroking the skin between your upper lip and nose.

"Milk mustache" he murmured and smiled fondly, putting his hand on your right shoulder. Oh... Oh... Well, this was embarrassing. You could feel your cheeks setting on aflame. You leaned back to Thorin, lowering your face to the table, hearing still few rumbles from the others.

After the breakfast you went back outside. Beorn had suggested that you should try and relax. It might help you with your transformation back to a dog's form. Without having any better things to do, you thought about trying to meditate. Soon after you had sat down on the grass, had crossed your legs, closed your eyes and started to focus on breathing, Bilbo, Bofur, Bifur, Nori and Kili came out. Their merry talking stopped, when they noted you just sitting there, silently.

"Lass, what on earth ar'ye doin'?" Nori called out. Well, there goes your silent meditation moment, you sighed.

"I am meditating" you told him. You could feel someone's warmth near you, so you opened your eyes and glanced next to you. Kili had curtsied next to you and was looking at you with raised brows. Behind him was the rest of the small group.

"And what's meditating?" Bofur asked. You told them what it was and why people did it. They seemed to understand, yet they needed to wonder why someone would need to meditate to relax. You shrug to that.

"Well, everyone find different things what relaxes them. This is what helps me" you simply told them. Bifur said something in khuzdul. The dwarves glanced at him and nodded. You and Bilbo looked at them with pursued lips. How fun was it not to understand them.

"Could we try this medication wit ye, lass?" Kili asks, turning back to you. Your brows arch up. They wanted to try it? Well, why not. Soon after four dwarves and one hobbit were sitting beside you silently and meditating. This one one of those things you didn't think would happen, you sitting here with few dwarves, silently, and meditating. You could think of doing something like this with Bilbo, but with dwarves? Not in a million years.

You opened your eyes and looked to your left. All the four dwarves sat there, their legs crossed, hands on their laps and eyes closed. What kind of witchcraft was this? A rustle from the gate took your attention and you turned your gaze towards it. There was something small walking next to the big shrub near the gate, causing the few bees to jump from the flowers of it. The dwarves and Bilbo had heard the rustle too, as they were looking at the same direction as you were, alarmed and ready to defend themselves.

You rose to your knees, peering over Bilbo's shoulder. You saw a small, dog like creature, with grey and black fur.

"It's... a wolf pup" Bofur simply said. The others nodded, while your attention went to the big bee that tried to fly right next to you, only pumping on your nose and then continuing it's way. Some of the pollen got into your nose, causing you to twitch your nose before you sneezed. Bilbo got startled your sneeze, and managed to pump you so that you plump down to your back. When you got on your back, you knew something was wrong, so you turned instantly to your side and opened your eyes. Kili's and Bilbo's shocked faces came to your sight. Just then you realized to look down on yourself.

"Holy fuck, I'm a dog again!"

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thehogmother · 6 years

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Dream Lastnight (snakes)

tw for blood.

realized some cool things later after i wrote this out

there were 6 innocence (the kids), 6 ignorant (the adults), and 6 threats/ judgments (the snakes)

also the snakes never really attacked or targeted the kids other than the one.

Was at a home or vacation like home with a family. They felt like my family but I recognize none of them irl. The home, would be best described as a hillbilly esk like place on a swampy like area. Honestly it was nice looking imo if you got rid of the amount of people, or the specific people around in general. It was a pretty weathered and worn down looking house, but functional. There was over growth and moss in large patches along it's sides. It was the side yard was right next to what looked like a forest with a path which wound into the rest of the neighborhood. They were also broken down houses, most were abandoned. The abandoned ones were missing doors and windows and had no over growth on them. The house i was in had the most flourishing's.

I recall the dream starting with me watching my little cousins/siblings. The details on my family relations was never established in dream. But there were about 5-6 young kids. 3 were rowdy and playful, the others were pretty reclusive and only saw them later. One of the three was like me, and adventurer. While I was watching them in the side yard, she ran off into the path. I was unaware of what the path lead to at the start of the dream so i let her fuck off into the woods as that's what I loved doing so understood. One of my uncles came storming out and told me to go get that child before she got hurt. So fine ok whatever.

I went into the path and came across the first building along it, which was abandoned, pretty grey, dusty, falling apart. I noticed little foot prints going to the sliding glass door on it that was still intact. And little finder marks on the handle. I smiled thinking this child is me as fuck. I went in and walked around and found her looking out a fragmented window up the stairs. I told her the place is very lovely, but is dangerous since we could fall through the floor or something could fall on us at anytime. She agreed and followed me out gleefully and took my hand.

When we got down the steps i felt something was around. Looking I saw an old hound dog. Their bones were sticking out and they looked like they could survive with proper treatment but without it i'd give them only a few days or less. The little girl let go of my hand to go to the dog. She knelt down to pet their head to comfort it. The dog just closed their tired and pained eyes and rested their head on their paws. I was about to cry. The girl looked at me with determination saying we have to help them. I wanted to I really did. But I told her to come back to the house with me so we can ask about getting what we need to help the dog at least. She reluctantly agreed and we went back out the sliding glass door. When I turned to close it, It closed on it's own, and there was the dog standing by the wall of the room the door let into. That dog did not look like it could walk let alone stand. Their legs wobbled and shook. It really looked like they were saying good bye, and i just felt in my heart i was never going to see that dog again. I stood there for a good minute fixed on the dog's sad and pained eyes through the clouded and dirty glass, my mouth was slightly parted i was going into a trance over them.

The girl pulled at my arm beckoning me to hurry back so we can ask about helping the dog. I was confused, could she not see the dog standing there too? I looked back quickly and the dog was gone. I wondered if the dog was even physical. But still I went back to the house with her pulling my arm to get me to run back with her. When back she frantically asked about helping the dog. I kinda was just mentally lost. All i said was "yeah it looks like the owners left their dog behind when they moved out. I have no idea how i knew this, but thinking back i recalled seeing large empty metal bowls in some of the rooms as if left to keep the dog alive as long as they could. The older folks, my aunts and uncles there, were saying no and to let the things die. I really felt the dog was already dead. So let it go, but my little cousin cried and called them heartless. I agreed tho, given the info they were given it was pretty cold to not at least got food and water for the dog. I never told her what i saw when we left the dog tho

Time passed, and it was night now. I was sitting on the balcony with two other adults drinking idk what tbh, probly beer. I wasn't tho cause i don't like bitter beer. We were looking out into the swampy water. Talking about the animals and creatures they have seen here. One joked about a snake whose head was the size of a car. The other playfully punched them telling them to stop with that story. But they insisted and says they swear they saw it a long time ago. I was still thinking about the dog wondering if i should go back to find their remains to burry them. They were still going on about the snake story in the bg when i saw movement by the part of the water that was closest to the side yard with the wooded path. It was certainly the head of a dark snake. I would not say it was as large as a car, but was pretty big like a python.

I interrupted them and said, look there's a python. The one exclaimed that that was the snake they saw. The other was like me saying that is not as big as a car man wtf. The snake moved out of the swampy water and into the side yard, where it started moving quickly towards us. I jumped up and was 'uh we should leave' and was getting worried. They told me to just go and tell the others out side and they theyd fend the snake off. By that time the snake was up the wall and flowing onto the balcony. I just was ok suit yourself and climbed over the rail on the other side to run across the roof to yell towards the others who were hanging out on the drive way/cement patch to get inside. When i looked they were already starting to be targeted by another dark python.

I cursed seeing as a third was somehow getting one of the doors of the house open anyway. I snapped real quick into survival and protective mode. I knocked a hole in the roof with my feet to get in through the attic. I got everyone from in the house to go out the roof with me. The 5-6 kids and about 3-4 adults followed me out. The adults took over cause no way they would be willing to listen to or follow some one who was younger then they were. I was saying we should patch up the hole and bring up the attic latter to wait it out. But no. The adults were frantic and yelling over me and saying we need to run over to one of the neighbors for help, one that requires going over the swamp. I was just ' are you fucking stupid' But they were already out and over the wall and going towards the solid side of the swamp. And the kid were so panicked and not knowing what was happening that they followed them out. One kid hesitated before following, one hesitated a bit longer, and another was staying behind me. I rubbed my face in frustration and told the kid I'm sorry I can't let them go off and be stupid and die. Please board yourself in here, I'll try to get them to come back, we will knock to let you know it's us to let us back in. The kid nodded and went to get the tools that were in the attic to board up the hole in the roof. The latter was already back up.

I climbed out and did a running ump to grab onto one of the vines from a near by tree. I missed the one i was aiming for but managed to grab another. No way was i going to go down onto the ground with the brain dead sheep. I yelled out to them as the adults were climbing the trees on the solid side of the swamp and telling the kids to too. Telling them to fucking come back so we can all be shielded and not out in the fucking open like sitting ducks. The adults were so fucking mad at me for being disobedient. 'the neighbors have hundreds of shot guns, we can use them to kills these sons of a bitches' I was dumb founded with how idiotic that was. I don't care if they did that on their own, but to drag the kids out into the open with them...

One of the kids hollered and their side turned red as a fourth snake went to grab their leg after biting their side. I was livid. I was so fucking pissed as the adults just told the other kids to hurry up or that will happen to them too. I looked over at the balcony the two adults i was with and the first snake were dead. And I could not tell what exactly happened to those on the drive way, but there were blood smears all over the pavement. I have had it I was so pissed.

I used my anger to propel me across the trees to get to the kids. I did not care what happened to the brain dead sheep adults at that point. When I got there the adults were already at the neighboring house and yelling cause two other snakes were there too... Surprise surprise. The kids were too small to get up into the trees so so i told the to hand me the one bleeding out and for them to run as fast as they can back to the attic. The one bleeding out I could now tell was the girl that ran off into the abandoned house. I have no clue why the snake didn't grab drag her into the water, but there was new bites on her legs. She was very pale and felt cold when the kids manages to hoist her up enough for me to grab. She was shaking violently from the blood loss. I told her it will be ok and that the dog will be too. She weakly smiled back at me before going limp. I didn't check for a pulse or breathing I just hoped she only passed out.

The I could not swing around with a limp body, so dropped and ran after the other kids wo were faster than me and already almost at the roof. They managed to get in it seemed like the kid was bright enough to only put up one plank so snakes couldn't get in but could quickly allow the others in too. This made me smile I was so glad that they were going to be ok.

The snake that i assume bit the girl I was holding came up after us. There was no way i could out run the snake they were coming up too fast. I saw a shed so threw up kid up to the roof and I climbed up too. The roof had a lip so was hard to gut up onto but the snake seemed like they couldn't either. I was relieved for a bit but realized that the snake cold get up to the roof of the shed one way. We were stuck. We could go into the shed front he roof, but so could the snake, and the door could be broken down like the one to the house anyway. I just held the limp girl and hummed to calm myself down. And just let the snake come towards us. I was too tired to get back into trees on my own let alone with another body to carry.

The dream ended when the snake was going around us. I was crying and humming and rocking the little girl as they sniffed us. It didn't end with me dying like dreams like that normally do, it just stopped. Withe the snake more so looking curious rather then threatening.

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hyenaswritings-blog · 7 years

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A drabble: Derek Hale, Teen wolf

myimaginesyourimagines said:

Can I get 13 with Derek from TW? Please

Absolutely :) This is happening in the third season.

13# : “Please, don’t go, don’t leave me alone

Warning: Curse words, mentions of bullying,

I had been living in Chicago for the past four years, I moved there right after my graduation in Beacon Hills High School. I had always been interested of being criminal investigator. I got in the School, and studied. Now, I am supposed to graduate in a year and a half. I had a holiday going on, so I decided to go see my little brother Stiles and dad in California. They didn’t know I was coming, I wanted it to be a surprise. I hadn’t seen them in few years, and I missed them terribly.

I was standing outside of my childhood house, and I saw that almost nothing had changed. Only the yard had gone little wild, nothing else. I breathed in and then walked to the door, and knocked. Nobody answered. I looked around, and realised that there weren’t any cars. I looked at my phone and saw that it was too early for Stiles to be home, and dad’s work probably ended in the evening. I thought for a while, and weighed the options. I could wait here, outside for Stiles to be at home, OR I could just break into the house. I knew how to do it, when I was teenager, I used to break out of the house, but the principle was the same, wasn’t it?

I left my stuff in the backyard of our house so that nobody would steal them, and then climbed in the tree next to an upstairs window. From there I waved myself to a fire escape. It was easy to climb inside from the window. I hopped inside in my old room, and saw that it was looking almost the same as before my leaving. I walked out of there and went to Stiles’s room.

It was messy as always, but the weird thing was that there was like a murder board in the wall. I walked closer to it, and looked as the red strings crossed all over it. There was pictures of some people, and symbols. One took my interest. It was familiar, but I didn’t remember how. I looked on his desk, and there was more of them. I took one of the papers in my hand, and it had many different symbols, however they all looked a little alike. They all had a spiral theme, but one of them was very familiar. It had three spirals, all connected. I had seen that before, when I was in High School. I remembered that I used to wonder who drew them all over our school. For example, I found the symbol from the library, carved in one of the shelfs, in school desks, and once I saw that it was drawn in a tree, in forest. I never knew what it meant, but I did find out who drew them. Derek Hale. He was in the same class on biology and history with me. I used to have some kind of a crush on him, but it wasn’t really big one. You see, he protected me from my bullies, even tho we weren’t friends or anything. After that I always felt safe around him, so I guess the crush came from that.

My thoughts were interrupted, when I heard somebody walking the stairs up. I walked out of the room, and saw Stiles coming towards his room, looking at his phone. He didn’t see me at first. Then he rose his head, and stopped. I leaned to the wall, and smiled widely. “(Y/N)!”, he shouted and ran to hug me. I laughed and hugged him back tightly. “Hey! Long time no see, little brother!”, I said still laughing. After a while we let go, but we still had huge smiles on our faces. “I had no idea you were coming home”, he said. “Yeah, I wanted to surprise you and dad”, I smiled. We talked about everything important that had happened since I had been gone, but I noticed that he was dodging some questions. I wanted to know more, but I didn’t want to push it.

“Soo, do you have any new friends?”, I asked him, as we were making dinner. “Yeah, I do”, he said smiling happily. It was so nice to hear, he was that type of a person that was hard sometimes to make friends. Like me. “Lovely to hear so. May I ask who they are? I may know their siblings or parents so I know who are you dealing with”, I asked with my fake worried - parent - voice. “Well, there is Allison Argent, she moved here a few years ago, you know Scott, and then there is Lydia Martin, and Isaac Lahey. And well, then there is Derek Hale, but I don’t know if he is really a friend, more like a-” “Derek Hale?”, I interrupted him. “Yeah, he is a few year older than us. I think he is about your age, maybe year or two older”, he kept rampling. “I know him. He is the same age as me, and we went to Highschool same time”, I said. “Nice. Tell me, was he already very grumpy then?”, he asked me. “Grumpy? I wouldn’t say that.. I mean, he was maybe a little quiet, but he was like a leader of his group, and captain of his team, so..”, I answered. “Whaaat?”, he asked astonished. I guess he had changed a lot since I had last seen him. Then I remembered what happened to his family. That would explain why he was so “grumpy”.

I had been at home for almost one and a half week, when I accidentally heard Scott’s and Stiles’ conversation. “Do you think that he was the alpha?”, I heard Stiles asking. “I don’t know. His eyes were red like alpha’s but I don’t think that he was the leader”, Scott answered. What the hell were they talking about? “I swear that all this werewolf - supernatural stuff is going to get me killed someday”, I heard Stiles, but he was joking. What. the. hell? “No you won’t if I can help it”, Scott answered. “Hey are you bleeding?”, Stiles asked. That was when I decided to look from the door gab. I looked as Stiles pulled piece of glass out of Scott’s hand, but what I then saw, stopped my blood, and made my legs go numb. Scott had glowing yellow eyes, claws, and pointy ears, plus everything else to make him look like that boy in the damn Teen wolf movie, only his “fur”, or something weren’t that long.

After some events, they had been able get me to sit down, and calm down. I started to go back to my senses. “What was that? Are you a-a-a werewolf?”, I stuttered. He was silent for a while. “Yes. I am a werewolf”, Scott answered. “Ooookhay”, I laughed nervously. I felt like I may pass out in a minute. “I think that I need to lay down for a minute”, I said. “Of course”, they said, and helped me.

It took me some time to get used to this fact, but after a week, I had totally accepted it, and I wanted to help. I wasn’t really a fighter type, but I had lot of knowledge, and I wanted to help them with that. They didn’t let me, it was “too dangerous”. Then one time, they were talking about some murder, and that they didn’t understand how or why it happened and who did it. It was apparently their teacher, Mr. Harris, that was killed. “I think that I could help you”, I said. “I have been studying about this kind of stuff for past four years, so it could come handy, don’t you think?”, I continued. Stiles and Scott looked each others for a while. “Well, she has a point”, Scott then said. Stiles tried to argue, but it didn’t get him anywhere.

First, we went to the class that he had left. Reportedly all his things was left behind, and it seemed odd. Then we went to the tree where he was. “Say now, if you want to go away. This can be terrifying”, Stiles said. I just looked him, and rose my eyebrow. “What do you think that we do at school? Watch my little pony?”, I mocked him. He rolled his eyes, and we started to walk in the forest. I had seen a dead body before, but it still little creeped me out. I started to see something black on a tree, and as we walked closer, I saw that it was a body.

I started to walk around the tree, examining it, silently. “Do you see something?”, Stiles asked. “Shhh”, I hissed and rose my hand. I needed silence. I walked around for awhile, until I stopped. I walked next to Scott and Stiles, all of us facing the body. “So, as you can see, he was strangled to death with this wire here. It is tightened with a stick from behind. This was definitely a murder, and I can’t say if it was done by a supernatural creature, maybe it was just some human, an enemy maybe? He was probably forced in the forest from the classroom, or lured”. I said. “Sorry, but I can’t say anything else that would be absolutely the truth, only my assumptions. There could be fingerprints, but I don’t have any equipment, plus this seems rather professional kill, like the killer has done something like this before, so I am almost certain that there are no clues left behind”, I continued. “Impressive”, I heard a voice to say from behind. I turned around and saw that it was a man with black hair and beard, and he was very familiar looking. Then it hit me. “Derek. Haven’t seen you since High School”, I smiled. “I don’t know if you remember me, I am-” “(Y/N)”, he said. “I remember you”, he said with assuring voice, and gave me a little smile-like. “Oh”, I said quietly, and then looked at the ground. Damn, he had only became more handsome, even tho I didn’t know how that was possible.

The four of us discussed about the murder for about an hour, until Derek asked us to go to his lair. He had something to show to Stiles and Scott, and as we came with the same car, I went with them. When we got to his lair, I saw that it was huge. And even when it was not very modern or styled, it made me feel..safe. I walked around the place at the same time as Stiles, Scott and Derek discussed about something. After a while, I sat down on the sofa, and started to browse my phone, and played some games. When we were starting to leave, they were talking about what time to meet tomorrow. “What are you doing tomorrow?”, I asked curiously. “It’s nothing, maybe. We just agreed to go check a few places, in case that there was some clues about the alphas”, Scott explained. “Cool. Can I come? I’d like to help”, I offered. They started to decline, but Derek cut them off. “You can come with me if you want, I am going to go check an abandoned mental hospital”, Derek said. Great, nothing more creepier. But I was too ashamed to cancel now, so I nodded and agreed to meet him here tomorrow.

When Stiles and dad were already sleeping, I was laying in my bed awake. Why did he ask me to come? We didn’t really actually knew each others. And why did my heart beat a little bit faster when he was around? God, of course, the only thing missing from this was my old crush to come back .

When it was afternoon in the next day, I packed stuff that I needed in my coat pockets, hopped in my car and drove to Derek’s lair. I started to walk towards the door, and I felt my heart beating fast. I rose my hand and knocked. After a while, Derek opened the door, only his pants on, no shirt. I swallowed, and flashed a weak smile. “Hi! Are you ready to leave?”, I tried to ask casually, and not stare his muscular body. “Yes, I just throw a shirt on, and I am ready. Come inside to wait”, he said, and left from the door. I walked in, and waited until he was ready. Then he took his leather jacket from the chair, and we walked to his car.

The car ride was pretty silent at first. “So, how has the life been treating you?”, I asked playfully and at the same time I was mentally kicking myself for asking it so weirdly. He chuckled. “Well, it has not been so bad that I wouldn’t get through it”, he said. We talked for awhile about some pretty irrelevant stuff. “Can I ask you, that why did you help me when they bullied me?”, I asked after a while. I couldn’t hold it back, I had always wanted to know. When he didn’t say anything, I assumed that he either didn’t hear me, or he didn’t remember it. “I am not sure. Maybe because I heard that your heart beated so fast, and I could feel how scared you were. Maybe because I didn’t like the bullies. Maybe because I had a major crush on you”, he answered after a while with a best poker face I’ve ever seen . Yeah, sure, I thought ironically. “Well, however it was, I want to thank you”, I said. He looked at me, and gave me a little smile. “No problem”.

We arrived to the hospital, and we walked inside, even though all my senses screamed me to turn around and run away as fast as I could. Derek lit his flashlight, and we started to go through it. All furnitures that were left, were all over the place, and there was abonded papers in the floor. Spider webs were everywhere. I was really scared, but I get going. The place was huge, it would take hours to go everything through. Suddenly we heard a noise come from one of the rooms. We looked each others, and then started to sneak closer to the source. My heart was beating, and blood was rushing in my ears. Suddenly a cat ran away from the room, and outside. I let a little scream from my mouth, and without thinking I grabbed Derek’s arm and held it tightly. “It was just a cat. No need to get scared”, he tried to calm me down. I nodded and let go. “I’m sorry for attacking you like that”, I mumbled embarrassed. “It’s fine”, he said and smiled.

We had just gone through the downstairs, and were walking to upstairs, when Derek suggested that we should split and save some time. I knew that it was the most sensible thing to do, but I was so terrified. I tried to nod, and smile like nothing was wrong. He started to walk to different direction, and then I realised that I would be alone in a damn abandoned mental hospital. I had seen enough horror movies to know what would happen next. I ran back to him, and grabbed his arm and turned him around. “Please, don’t go, don’t leave me alone”, I whispered. “Okay. Sorry, I didn’t realise that you didn’t want to be alone”, he apologized. I felt safer around him, so I followed him, and searched other sides of the rooms, so we did save some time after all.

We didn’t find any clues, and we walked back to his car. He started to drive back, and after a while, I started to apologize him for being such a coward. “Hey, it really is fine, we all are scared of something. If somebody has to apologize here, it should be me. I was the one who suggested the idea”, he tried to assure me. “It was good idea, really. If it wouldn’t been me, it probably would had also worked”, I joked. “You know, you are more stronger than you think”, he said after a while. I didn’t say anything, I just looked him surprised. “Thank you. You too. I don’t know why, but I always felt safer around you”, I let slip. It was his turn to look at me surprised. “Really? I don’t know why, but I always felt that I have to protect you”, he said then. I blushed, and looked out of the window. Yup, my old crush came crashing back.

(A/N) God, I feel like this was really shitty. Sorry :/ I also got carried away with this D:

-Hyena

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1. What have you eaten today? cereal, two slices of pizza

2. Who was your last kiss with? Was it pleasant? my boy and ohyes

3. What color shoes did you last wear? black and purple adidas

4. Who has made you laugh the hardest in the last week? aj always makes me laugh my booty off

5. What is your favorite scent? aj’s shower gel tbh

6. What is your favorite season? Why? Ive decided on summer bc the beach, pool, bathing suits, messy hair, sun on my skin. i love it all

7. Can you do a handstand or cartwheel? nah

8. What color are your nails? they’re not painted at the moment

9. If you had to get a tattoo on your face to save your life, what would it be? probably something that looks like a henna design near my hair line

10. What is something you find romantic? forehead kisses, unexpected hand holding, surprises, making plans for our future

11. Are you happy? very

12. Is there anything in particular making you happy or sad? thinking about the months to come makes me happy

13. Dogs or Cats? both always

14. Which do you prefer:a museum, a night club, the forest or a library? any except a night club for the most part

15. What is your style? sometimes sporty, sometimes cute with dresses, most of the time leggings with a cozy shirt lol

16. If you could be doing anything you like right now, what would it be? climbing into bed with my honey

17. Are you in a relationship or single? relationship

18. What makes you attracted to the person you like right now? the way he makes me laugh, how he holds me, that he can make everything feel alright, his honesty, and outlook on life. and obviously his cute ass face ;p

19. If you could replace your partner/best friend with a celebrity of your choice, would you? Who with? honestly no one

20. Are you holding on to something you need to let go of? If so then what? nope

21. How did you celebrate last Halloween? stayed in and studied with honey

22. Have you recently made any big decisions? eh not really

23. Were you ever in a school play? yes and choir for 13 years straight

24. What movie would you use to describe your life? u got me thinking rlly hard but uhh

25. Is there something you have dreamed of doing for a long time? Why haven’t you done it? waiting for the right time in life

26. Complete this sentence, “I wish I had someone with whom I could share…” the last piece of pizza with. o wait i doooo

27. What are two things that irritate you about the same sex? the pettiness, the way they hate on other girls for no reason, thinking they’re better than everyone. like can we all just love and be nice thanks

28. What are two things that irritate you about the opposite sex? umm how some don’t understand womens rights/how women aren’t equal to them in society

29. What is the best thing that has happened to you this week? when aj bought me girl scout cookies and pjs heh

30. What is something that makes you sad when you think about it? donald. trump. (more like scared but)

31. How long was your longest relationship? 3 and a half years and counting xo

32. Have you ever been in love? yes

33. Are you currently in love? yes

34. Why did your last relationship end? we weren’t right for each other.

35. What jewelry are you wearing right now, and where did you get it? the ring and necklace my honey gave me

36. When was the last time you cried and why? today bc this guys wife died in the show we were watching :(

37. Name someone pretty. @my cat adele and lacey

38. What did you receive last Valentines Day? some panties, chocolates, a lush gift set, a stuffie and some hello kitty stuff

39. Do you get jealous easily? nope

40. Have you ever been cheated on? probably idk

41. Do you trust your partner/best friend? with all of my heart

42. Ever had detention? yes in high school yikes

43. Would you rather live in the countryside or the city? i like the city but id also like somewhere more in a neighborhood.

44. What do people call you? mostly jenn and jenny. at work I’m rlly known as jennbunn/jennybunnie (bc i do really nice hair buns lol) and jenny from the block. aj and i have a billion nicknames for each other lol

45. What was the last book you read? the poetry book Dirty Pretty Things

46. How big of a nerd/dork are you? i can be a dork sometimes *pushes up glasses*

47. What kind of music do you listen to? everything. really. hip hop, rap, country, oldies, classical, punk rock

48. How tall are you? 5 feet 4 inches

49. Do you like kids? in they’re well behaved lol

50. Favorite fruits? watermelon, strawberry, pineapple yum

51. Do you wear jeans or sweats more? jeans

52. What’s your earliest memory? after my parents divorced we had to go see my dad for visits every other weekend and i remember that. i was only 2.

53. Ever had a poem or song written about you or to you? yes :*

54. Do you prefer to be behind the camera or in front of it? behind. i love taking pictures. my iPad/iphone has to be the biggest gb

55. Do you have a collection of anything? makeup!!!!! so much makeup. and duckies

56. Do you save money or spend it? i try to do both

57. What would your dream house be like? huge. beautiful and modern with a big yard with an inground pool, volleyball court, basketball court and lots of grass space. the inside would have enough bedrooms for friends/family to stay over if need be. so minimum probably 4. id have my own room that could have my vanity and all of my makeup in it. the master would have a giant closet and the master bathroom would have a double wide shower and huge jacuzzi tub. we’d have an office/library, a workout room, a music room, a beautiful kitchen and a basement with a game room and a theater/movie room. (i love home design lol)

58. What top 5 things make you the angriest? people being unnecessary, rude people, people always trying to start something, pettiness, people being mean to animals

59. What top 5 things always brings a smile to your face? aj ma. the beach. when my makeups on point. payday. my kitties. shopping.

60. You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late one more time you get fired. What do you do? ig I’m getting fired

61. You are at the doctor’s office and she has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. a) Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? b) What do you do with your remaining days? c) Would you be afraid? id tell aj and no one else. id live life luxuriously and happily. id be a tad afraid but at least I’m prepared and able to live the rest of my days to the fullest.

62. Give me the first thing that comes to mind when you hear the word; heart. love

63. You just got a free plane ticket to anywhere. You have to depart right now. Where are you gonna go? Hawaii

64. Do you like the beach? i love the beach

65. Ever sleep on the couch or a bed with someone special? all the time

66. Do you have a middle name? If so what is it! joyce

67. Do you talk to yourself? sometimes

68. Describe your hair. pretty long, light brown, wavy/curly depending how it drys, soft, and thick

69. What is the meaning of life. To find what you love and who you love and to do whatever that is and enjoy it with whoever that is.

70. What is your ideal partner like? well his name is aj ma

71. Do you want to get married? yes

72. Do you want to have kids? I’m honestly not sure yet.

73. Like or dislike your family? like for the most part. some of them tho…yikes

74. Are you Chunky or Slim? thick as fuck

75. Would you consider yourself smart? id say so

76. What would you change about your life? can i be a millionaire lol

77. Religious or Not? not at all

78. You’re drunk and yelling at hot guys/girls out of your car window, you’re with? this wouldn’t happen soo

79. You’re locked in a room with the last person you kissed, is that a problem? not at all ;p

80. Does anyone regularly (other than family) tell you they love you? yes my honey

81. If the person you wish to be with were with you, what would you be doing right now? in bed, being naughty and then sleeping all cuddled up

82. So, the last person you kissed just happens to arrive at your door at 3AM; do you let them in? he has a key but id still open the door if i was right there

83. Do you like when people play with your hair? loveee it

84. Do you like bubble baths? yes so much

85. Have you ever been pulled over by a cop? yup for an out tail light but no ticket

86. Have you ever danced in the rain? yes and kissed. its great

87. Do you trust anyone with your life? aj ma

88. What was your first thought when you woke up this morning? did aj wake up for class?

89. If money wasn’t an issue, what top 10 places would you travel to? (You get to stay at each place for a week) hawaii, italy, paris, vietnam, australia, new york, rio, san francisco, washington, mexico.

90. How was your day today? pretty good

91. Play an instrument? nah

92. Describe the what you think of the ocean. fascinating, kinda scary but oh so beautiful.

93. Do you believe in aliens or ghosts? both yes

94. Honestly, are things how you wanted them to be? even better.

95. Do you have a mean bitchy scary side? if need be lmao

96. When are you vulnerable? when I’m on my period

97. How much free time do you have? a pretty good amount

98. Do you like to go hiking? i hope to this summer!

99. Odd or Even Numbers? odd

100. Would you ever go sky diving, bungee jumping , cliff diving, wing suit gliding, parasailing, snorkeling, or other extreme activities? I really would try any of those things as long as aj was by my side

Thanks for asking!!!

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