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nikrangdan · 3 years ago

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lovestruck!enhypen x reader

pairing: lovestruck!enhypen x reader

genre: FLUFF fluff Fluff

description: how enhypen would be if they became lovestruck by the reader ☹️☹️ this is such an adorable request!!!! itll vary for each member ur relationships so you’ll either be strangers or already dating etc.

a/n: idk if all of them are lovestruck exactly bc i just got carried away with the fluff for some of them and idky maknae line revolves around sleeping BUT IDC sleepy!enhypen is the best 😁

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HEESEUNG

u worked at a pretty popular clothing store

and well well well heeseung had shown up dressed very much your style so u were like

Wow who is this guy....

he was alone just looking around

and there were like 10 other people in the store but u wanted to talk to him so bad so u went up like

“hi, welcome! are u finding everything okay?”

he was looking through a rack of shirts and turned around when he heard u but WOW

when this man turned around he looked even better in person u couldnt believe it 😫

BUT IT SEEMS HE FELT THE SAME BC U SWEAR HE BECAME SO FLUSTERED WHEN HE TURNED AROUND

his eyes got so wide u almost laughed it was so cute ☹️

he stuttered and was like “oh um im okay”

Aw man

but u said “okay then! let me know if you need any help finding anything or if u wanna use a dressing room!” and u sent him ur nicest smile u could give

his eyes were still kinda wide open and u gave him one last look before turning around😢😢

BUT THEN HE SAID SOMETHING

“w-wait! actually.. um....uh.. do u.. do u guys have sweatpants..?”

u giggled to urself on the inside bc u knew he just made that up on the spot

“we do! here, follow me”

while u were showing him the clothes u guys had exchanged names and had some small talk

and that was the start of something very Beautiful

and since then he has been coming almost everyday to visit u at work 🤗🤗

JAY

jay swore he found new things about u to love every single day

and today wasnt an exception!!!!

u knew jay had been really tired and just worn out from work recently so u had decided to make him his favorite meal for dinner

a nice little surprise for when he got home ❤️

and also the anime he was watching ready on the tv for u two to watch together :(

u had literally been preparing all day and u even decided to go out and buy dessert too

AWESOMEST PERSON EVER U ARE!

it was 8pm already and jay should be getting home now

u set the table all neatly and put on one of his sweaters

AND WOULD U LOOK AT THAT HE GOT HOME AS SOON AS U WERE DONE

Fate 🔥🔥

romantic stuff like this wasnt really ur forte so this was out of the normal for u

but u wanted to do something for jay because he did stuff like this for u alot

the table isnt in view when u walk into the apartment so he wasnt able to see his dinner yet

“hi” you smile brightly and go up to hug him and give him a little kiss

he had his bad slung over one of his shoulders and he was taking his shoes off in the doorway after he closed it

“hey.. it smells pretty good in here” he gave you a tired smile while one of his arms was wrapped around your waist

“really? it smells normal to me” you giggled before walking to the kitchen area together

he stopped and looked at u with LITERAL HEARTS IN HIS EYES when he saw the table

jay: ❤️_❤️

“y/n..”

“surprise!!! you know im not good with words but i wanted to show you that i can cook” you laugh “and that i love you very much and im so proud of you”

jay doesnt say anything but instead drops his bag on the couch and gives u the Biggest Hug Ever

ur face is practically smushed in his chest and his hand is resting lovingly on ur hair :(((

he loves u so much im so sad

JAKE

“layla!!! layla where are you?” jake was yelling quite loudly in the massive park he was in the middle of

yeah jake lost layla.. uh oh

quite a coincidence you found the cutest dog you’d ever laid eyes on

and she seemed to love u very much

the dog had made u topple over and now she was excitedly playing with you while you were sat on the ground laughing to your hearts content

after a minute of playing you had got up because you knew she was somebodys lost dog and her owner was probably looking all over the park for her

“okay.. lets go find your owner before they have a heart attack” you giggle

just as you said that though, you heard a boys voice yell “LAYLA!!!!”

the dog next to you looked in his direction, tail wagging and tongue out, but she didnt move an inch from her spot next to you

it made me you laugh out loud

as you were watching the boy run up to you, you noticed how cute he actually was

Omg..... ur heart started beating a little faster

“hi..” the boy hunched over with his hands on his knees breathing very heavily “you have my dog”

“uh yeah” you laugh “sorry about that, she ran over to me a couple minutes ago and i was just about to go find her owner”

“its okay, thank you..” he trailed off to find out your name and finally looked up to meet your eyes

“y/n” you told him

“y/n” he repeated with a small grin on his face “im jake”

“hi jake” you lightheartedly give him your hand to shake and he chuckles before taking the offer

“and it was nice meeting you layla” you crouch down to meet her level and she licks your face making you fall on your butt

you laugh and jakes quick to help you up

“layla! thats not very nice” he jokingly scolds her and pets her head

after u got up u bid goodbye to the two before jake invited u to continue walking around the park AND HE EVEN BOUGHT U AN ICE CREAM

Is This A Date, Jake? 😫😫❤️❤️❤️❤️😳😛😛

SUNGHOON

“you should be more careful” you scold the boy sitting with you standing between his legs

sunghoon had apparently gotten elbowed in the face by his friend and scratched by his friends cat on accident????

“it wasn’t my fault! he turned around and i just happened to be in the way. and i didnt even do anything to the cat!” he whined

“i didnt say it was your fault. i said to be more careful.” you tried to sound stern

u knew ur logic was making no sense but u just thought it was so fun to mess with him

he let out a sigh and gave up, slouching over again

you were stood between his legs, wiping the blood away and applying ointment

“im just kidding, you’re so cute” one of your free hands comes up to rub his hair

a small grin pops up on his face and his arms come to rest on your waist

he looks up at you while you focus on tending to his wounds

and u guessed it WITH LITERAL HEARTS IN HIS EYES

❤️_❤️

“you know y/n” he begins

you hum in response, letting him know you’re listening

“im gonna marry you one day”

you freeze in your place

it took you a minute to collect yourself because you felt like your heart almost leaped out of your chest

“who says?” you joke

he leans up to give you a quick kiss on the lips before sitting back down

“me.”

SUNOO

you noticed sunoo had been really tired lately and u just wanted to make him feel better :((

the boys were going out and invited you two obviously but you could tell sunoo was iffy about going

“uhh..” you trail off and look over at sunoo who was laying on the couch

“you know what guys? i think me and sunoo are gonna stay home today.. you guys have fun though!” you bid goodbye to the other boys and they all understood and left

you dont even know if sunoo knew they had left already because when you walked over to him his tired eyes were glued on the tv

“hey” you leaned against the couch and looked down at him

“y/n? are we going soon?” his eyes move to the top of his head to look up at you

you start laughing and he literally goes 🤨???

“silly, they already left! so what do you wanna do?” you plop down next to him and he was in the process of sitting up

“what? when did they leave...” his mouth drops open

“like 2 minutes ago” you giggle, leaning back to rest your head

sunoo had sat still, pondering for a moment

“why did they leave us?” he turned to look at you

your eyes met his “well i figured you didnt wanna go... you didnt, right?”

he slowly shakes his head “how did you know?”

you give him a sneaky smile and jokingly push his arm “because i know you so well”

he laughs at this and leans his head on your shoulder

“wow y/n.. im impressed” he grins, snuggling into your arm

your other arm crosses over to pat him on the head, leaning your head to rest on top of his

“but thank you y/n..” his eyes slowly close to rest “im thankful for all the little things you notice about me”

u literally go 🥺

your hand goes down to squeeze his and he falls asleep peacefully on ur shoulder ☹️☹️☹️❤️

JUNGWON

“y/n..what is that” jungwons eyes can barely open as he tries to comprehend whats going on while hes waking up

you haphazardly tap around the bedside table trying to turn off the new alarm you set last night

and that new alarm was jungwon singing 🤗

“its you, dummy” your eyes were still closed but you turned to face jungwon and snuggled closer to him

“wha- where did you even get that???” he was almost fully awake now, staring down at your half asleep figure

you yawned before answering in your i-just-woke-up-and-i-should-probably-drink-some-water voice “remember when you sang me to sleep last week? yeah i was secretly recording you. no biggie” you pat his chest twice and leave your hand there, content with life at the moment Lol

“y/nnnn” he whines “change ittt i dont like it”

“you’re kidding.” you deadpan, shocked he would say such a thing!!! “jungwon you sound like an angel threw up on a field of flowers full of puppies and kittens! okay thats kinda weird maybe not that”

jungwon giggles a little and sits up so he can sit against the headboard while your head rests on his lap

“you like my singing that much?” you can hear the smile in his voice as he asks you

you finally pop one eye open to look up at him, a goofy grin in your face

“i love your singing”

his hands run through your hair and you let out a sigh at the feeling

jungwon doesnt say anything

all he does is admire you

you can feel his eyes on you so you open your eyes again (both this time🙏🏼) and meet his eyes

“i can feel you staring straight into the depths of my soul, jungwon”

he laughs at this, bring his other hand up to pinch your cheek

“i’ll sing for you whenever you want me to y/n”

NI-KI

“shut up sunghoon, hes sleeping” you whisper-scolded the boy

ni-ki was currently asleep on you

literally SPRAWLED all over your body and you were basically mummified

by nishimura riki

his legs were tangled in yours, his head shoved into your neck, and his arms were bent around you in ways you didnt know were humanly possible

“you literally have an alien taking a nap on you y/n” sunghoon deadpans before walking out the room

“when you’re asleep sunghoon i will send you into a spacecraft for the rest of your life so you can go see aliens for yourself”

“wowww im so scared y/n” the boy remarks and shuts the door

you half laugh and half scoff before turning your attention back to the ipad screen sitting on the bed infront of you

well

kind of infront of you because ni-ki’s acrobatic position was basically blocking the view

you were having a decent time watching the show playing, definitely not the most comfortable person on the planet at the moment

until you felt the body on top of you.. rumble?

you knew that feeling

ni-ki was laughing

HOW and WHY the hell was he laughing ?!!?!!?!

“what the hell?” you look down at him and his face is shoved near your shoulder but you caught a glimpse of his big smile

his laughter gets louder and you still dont have answers yet

“why are you laughing???? i thought you were sleeping?????” you try to push him off you but he was persistent in laughing in your shoulder (??)

after a couple minutes of you just letting this happen

ni-ki finally speaks!

“you’re so funny y/n” he finally pulls away from you and wipes his tears

“what are you even talking about... and how long were you awake, you sneaky kid” you poke his chest

he leans down again to hug your waist and start cuddling you again

“10 minutes”

“so you’re telling me i could’ve freed myself from that god awful demon EMBRACE you had me in 10 minutes ago???!!”

ni-ki starts laughing again and looks up at you

“thank you for threatening to send sunghoon to aliens for me y/n” he grins

you laugh, finally understanding what the boy had been going on about

“sunghoon deserved it”

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ragingbookdragon · 3 years ago

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What If The Love You Deserve Is Love You Never Find?

Jason Todd x Reader

Word Count: 3.6K Warnings: Explicit Language, Slight Angst

Author's Note: I spent like an hour going through my music to find the perfect song lyric for this. Love me people. Enjoy! -Thorne

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It’d been complete fate that she’d even met him. A chance of looking up when she was fixing a shirt on a display, gaping as he browsed the racks along the wall, very so often picking something up to examine it before folding it and returning it to its original position.

But even from halfway across the store she could tell he was drop-dead gorgeous, and she slapped the back of her hand across her coworker’s chest. “Dibs.” It was all she said before hurrying towards him, grinning when she heard her friend groan something along the lines of, ‘No fair!’

She cleared her throat as she neared him and he glanced over, giving her a smile. “Good morning,” she greeted. “How are you today?”

“I’m good,” he replied. “How are you?”

“Well, every day is a new day.” She grinned when he laughed. “Is there anything I can help you find, or are you just looking around?”

“Oh, I’m just looking around.”

Nodding, she said, “Alright, well since summer break just started our sales are everything along this wall,” she gestured to the side next to her. “It’s buy one get one free, and so is that wall over there.” She pointed to the other side of the room. “Everything in between is buy two get one free.”

“Sounds good.” He murmured.

“And I’m (Y/N). So if you need any help with anything or want an opinion on anything, just come find me!” she smiled at him and wandered off back towards the registers where her coworker was, and was promptly slapped in the side, causing her to gasp slightly.

“What’s his name and how much money does he make?”

(Y/N) huffed a laugh. “I didn’t ask.”

“You didn’t—you didn’t ask? Why not?” she griped. “That guy’s wearing a Rolex! He’s probably loaded.”

“It could also be a knockoff,” she shot back. “Besides, you gotta wait it out.” (Y/N)’s eyes followed him as he looked up and down the wall of shirts and jackets. “If he comes and asks for help, then he’s interested.”

Her coworker rolled her eyes. “You say that about everyone and they’re only always coming to ask for purchase.”

(Y/N) shrugged. “It’s gotta work one day.”

“You’re hopeless.”

“Probably. But at least—”

“Excuse me,” someone interrupted and they both spun around to see him standing there, a smile on his face as he looked at (Y/N).

“Yes?” she chirped, flashing him a pearly white grin.

“I was wondering if you could help me pick out an outfit?” he asked, and she nodded.

“I’d be glad to help,” shooting her friend a wink as she followed him back towards the wall. “So, is there a particular event you’re going to that calls for a new outfit?” she inquired, taking in the sight of him.

He nodded. “Yeah, I’m hanging out with a couple friends later tonight.” He glanced at her. “Wanna show off, you know?”

(Y/N) giggled. “I totally know what you mean.” She crossed her arms. “Alright, well, let’s start with the easiest thing. Favorite colors?”

“Red, white, black, gray, and teal.” He replied.

“Hmm…boots or sneakers?”

“Boots.”

“Jeans or khak—”

“Jeans.” He interrupted with a scandalized expression.

She giggled again. “Just being thorough.” (Y/N) looked him over. He was tall, extremely built and God, his face was beautiful. Strong jaw and cheekbones, tanned skin and dark hair with a small white patch in the front. And his eyes, oh, his eyes were the prettiest teal.

“See something you like?” he flirted with a smirk and she rolled her eyes.

“Oh, don’t be cocky, I was just beginning to enjoy this.” He chuckled and she hummed. “I can see you like wearing jackets in eighty degrees so I’m gonna assume you’re more of a ‘suffer the pain for the aesthetic of the look’ type of man?” he nodded. “Okay, you a hoodie or sweatshirt guy?”

He paused, eyeing the displays and remarked, “I’m more a leather jacket type of man.”

(Y/N) nodded. “I can work with that.” She started up the wall. “Based on your body type I’m going to assume you run between a large and an extra-large.” Pausing, she eyed his hips. “Your pants size is probably a large.” She handed him a pair of dark blue jeans and he looked them over.

“Did you just give me jeans with bedazzled-shit on the back pockets?”

She cracked a grin. “Embrace your inner punk rock star, babe.” Shoving a crimson V-neck in his arms, she followed it with a pair of matte-black military style combat boots. “Black or tan leather?”

“Mmm…I have a tan at home,” he murmured, and she nodded.

“Black it is then,” (Y/N) decided, handing him a black leather jacket that closely resembled a bomber style jacket with a gray hood attached. She spun and stepped up to him. “Do you wear jewelry?”

“Mhm,” he said and turned his head. “Got my ears pierced a while back.”

“Have anything against religious imagery?”

He gasped. “And be blasphemous? I would never!”

She chuckled and wandered around a display, picking up a set of small silver earrings with crosses dangling on them, then she handed him a silver block necklace with the engraving, ‘Stay the course, for horizons are chased, but never caught’, and a silver wallet chain. “Your belt is black but I’ve half a mind to find a silver belt buckle to go with it.”

“But I digress,” she said, waving her hand before coming behind him, gently shoving him to the dressing room. “Off you go!”

He laughed, disappearing into the dressing room and she looked over at her coworker, giving her a mouthed, “Oh. My. God. He’s. Hot.”

“Tell me about it!” her friend mouthed back.

“And he smells like heaven!” (Y/N) returned, smiling when the curtain shifted, and he stepped out. Immediately her jaw dropped, and she breathed, “Holy shit.”

He chuckled, sending shivers down her spine and ran a hand through his hair, an action that made her stomach flip when he looked at her with those gorgeous teal eyes. “I take it I’m looking good, huh?”

All she could do was nod and mumble, “I’ll say.” She walked over and gently drug him to the giant mirror on the wall and turned him round so he could see himself. “You’re gonna knock your friends and half the people in this city dead the second they lay eyes on you.”

He reached up and adjusted the silver necklace before tugging at the jacket. “I like it.”

“I’m glad you do,” (Y/N) said, internally sighing in relief. “You’ve got everything for the deals, so let’s head to the register and make this happen, if you’re ready.”

“After you.” He replied, and she waltzed around, tapping at the register when he held up a hand. “Gimme just a minute.” She nodded, watching as he wandered to the displays and plucked a black backpack off the rack and shoved his old clothes and shoes in it, then he picked up a silver ring and slipped it on his finger. He walked back over. “Had to finish off the look.”

(Y/N) smiled. “Well, you’ve picked up two items, so you’ll have to find one more for the deal.”

He leaned his hip against the counter and shot her a flirty grin. “How ‘bout I buy the backpack and the ring and I get your number for free?” she blinked in shock and he added smoothly, “Never know when I’ll need help with another style.”

Her coworker was nudging her in the ribs but all she could do was try and horribly fail at hiding the grin as she rang up his total and flipped over the receipt, quickly scribbling her number down. She handed it to him, and he took it. “Thank you—”

She tugged a little and murmured, “You are going to let me style you for beach days, right?” her eyes followed down his body. “I’d love to help you pick out a nice pair of swim trunks.”

He smirked. “Well I was hoping to ask about underwear too, but I could probably throw in swim trunks as well.” Pulling the receipt from her fingers, he said, “Name’s Jason, by the way.”

“Well, have a good day, Jason.” She flirted, waving as he walked off.

Her coworker shoved her elbow into her ribs, and she gasped. “Holy fuck, it actually worked, and you just scored a really hot fuck.”

(Y/N) sighed dreamily. “Yes, I did.”

***

One “styling” turned into multiple “stylings” and many, many phone calls which turned into brunch and dinner dates with Jason. Which she strictly went to under the belief of styling said man, because falling in love with him spelled heartbreak and she knew it because there was no way someone like him was interested in her at all.

And yet, no matter how much she tried not too, (Y/N) found herself slipping deeper and deeper for him. It scared her, but she figured the easiest thing to do was to get him out on a date of her own and set the line before it was crossed. Which was how she found herself dressed in a 1950’s style floral dress with matching flats with her hair and makeup done, waiting underneath the cherry blossom tree in the Gotham City park.

She brushed her fingers over the fabric at her knee for what seemed like the millionth time, heart fluttering in her chest as she watched the people walk by. A few people had come up to her, either to compliment her outfit or ask her who the picnic was set up for. Jason had texted that he’d be there soon and (Y/N) hoped it would be right then because if she had to tell another guy to scram, she was going to pick everything up and haul ass.

Shaking her head, she focused on the poetry book in front of her, reading over another prose when she heard, “(Y/N)!” She looked up, seeing Jason hurrying towards her, three books in his arms.

She laughed and stood up, meeting him halfway. “Jay, I said bring one book not three.”

“I couldn’t pick. I love Emily Dickinson just as much as I love Walt Whitman and John Keats.” He retorted, setting the books down on the blanket before taking her hands in his, pushing her out to take in the sight of her. “Wow,” he breathed. “You look beautiful, doll.”

(Y/N) flushed, smiling shyly. “Yeah, well…you said something about the fifties, and I had this in the closet.” She nodded to the blanket. “I hope you’re hungry.”

His stomach rumbled in response and his cheeks tinted pink as he sat down. “You didn’t hear that.”

“Hear what?” she repeated with a grin, opening up the basket. “Okay, so I went a little overboard with the food, but who cares.” He chuckled, watching as she pulled out a couple bowls and a tray, then set out two plates for them and some silverware.

“What’s in these?” he asked, opening the lid to one of the bowls. It looked like some kind of pasta salad.

“That one is a BLT pasta salad and the other is fruit salad.” She started unraveling the foil from the platter. “And these are chicken Caesar pitas.” (Y/N) put one on his plate. “I made four just in case you wanted more to eat.”

Jason’s face lit up at all the food and he met her gaze. “You did all this for me?”

(Y/N) smiled and nodded. “Yeah…I hope it’s not too much though.”

“Not at all.” He looked around. “But I do hope you got something to drink in there.”

She giggled and handed him an insulated, stemless wine cup before pulling out a bottle of rosé. “Of course.”

“Thank you, doll,” he said as she poured them their drinks, then he raised his cup. “To us.”

(Y/N) clinked her cup to his. “To us.”

And that slowly turned into the food being eaten and the wine being drunk which ended up with Jason’s head in her lap as he read them his favorite poems, her fingers gently carding through his silky hair. At one point, he’d rested the book on his chest and simply closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of her massaging his scalp. And (Y/N)? She was trying to keep her heard from beating out of her chest.

“Jason?” she murmured softly, and he hummed in return. “Is this real?”

He huffed a laugh and opened his eyes. “Yeah, (Y/N), I think the sky is real.”

She didn’t laugh, merely offering a halfhearted smile towards the open park. “No, Jason, this…us…how you are towards me. The flirting and the touching.” Her eyes were trained on the grass because she could feel his teal gaze boring into her, and if she looked down at him, she knew she’d lose her edge. “I…feel like you care about me…more than a good friend would.”

Swallowing, she assured, “It’s okay if it’s a no…but I wanna know now just to be sure.” (Y/N)’s voice quieted considerably. “It’ll get messy if we don’t figure this out here.” She went silent, refusing to look at Jason as he rose out of her lap and shifted until he was sitting beside her, their thighs brushing against one another.

His hand gently cupped her cheek and he murmured, “Yeah, it’s real. How we feel for each other.”

“Really?” she blinked. “Because you and me? I didn’t wanna assume but I—”

Jason pressed his lips to hers, effectively silencing her and she all but melted into him as she looped her arms around his neck. He smiled against her lips and with his free hand, gently pushed her down onto the blanket, the right side of his body resting on hers as he kissed her.

When they pulled away, he rested his forehead on hers, quipping, “I think you assumed rightly, doll.”

“Jason?” (Y/N) asked.

“Yeah?”

“Kiss me again.”

“Yes ma’am.”

***

That single date morphed into something deeper between them, and she could tell Jason was holding back a bit. He was open to love, to having a relationship, but something told (Y/N) that all of the ones he’d ever had either ended in disaster or mutual termination.

That being said, Jason was nothing but a loving boyfriend to her. He was everything that romance books and movies were based on. The guy every girl wanted to be with and (Y/N) had no idea how she got so lucky, but she wasn’t going to question it for fear of waking up from whatever dream this was.

And the first time Jason invited her over to his apartment a few months after they got together, she wasn’t sure who was more nervous about it, but she could tell they were both walking on eggshells around one another, all throughout dinner and when they finally decided to turn in for the night.

She opened the door to the bathroom, letting the steam escape as she stepped out. “Bathroom’s yours.” Jason gave her a quiet ‘thank you’ and moved inside, shutting the door rather quickly.

(Y/N) sighed and sat down on the bed, staring at the door. She couldn’t, for the life of her, figure out why he was uncomfortable with her there. Not wanting to keep the atmosphere going, she rose from the bed and wandered to his closet door, shooting a quick glance towards the bathroom. The shower was still going, and she smirked, opening up the closet.

Jason’s wardrobe was a mixture of T-shirts and leather jackets and suits, and his shoes were either boots or sneakers. All dark, all silk or cotton. She stepped inside the walk-in closet and drew her fingers along the fabric, stopping when she felt a thicker jacket. Bingo. (Y/N) tugged it off the hanger. It was Jason’s red sweatshirt he wore all the time. She practically had to beg him to get out of it when she wanted to put him in something new—he wore it like it was his second skin.

Slipping it on, she slipped back into the bedroom and quietly shut the door just as the shower shut off. Momentarily panicking, she hurried over to the window and leaned against it, staring out at the traffic below. The bathroom door opened and (Y/N)’s heart slammed into her rib-cage when she heard Jason’s breathing stutter when he saw her.

“I hope you don’t mind,” she murmured. “Got a little cold.”

His footsteps padded behind her and his hands rested on her hips. “Didn’t your mother ever teach you that snooping in people’s personal belongings isn’t very nice?”

(Y/N) leaned back against his chest, head propping on his shoulder giving her enough space to see his face. “No, but she did teach me to put my big girl panties on when my boyfriend won’t grow a pair.”

Jason cocked a brow, fingers digging into her hips as he challenged, “Is that so?” he tugged her back, pressing his front into her back. “And what exactly am I not growing a pair about?”

“I dunno,” she shrugged. “But something’s bugging you and it’s really screwing with our mood.”

He held her gaze for a moment, then he sighed and wrapped his arms around her, resting his chin on her shoulder. “I…gotta tell you something, doll.”

(Y/N) blinked and spun around in his arms. “Please don’t tell me you cheated on me.”

“What? God no!” he blurted. “No, I didn’t sleep with anyone.”

“Then what’s the problem?” she asked, reaching up to cup his cheeks. “You can tell me anything, Jason. I’m not going to get upset.” They stared one another down and he sighed, pulling away before heading to the bed. “Gonna show me you’re a eunuch or something?”

Jason barked a laugh. “You’re hilarious, doll.” He reached under the bed and pulled out a locked box. Setting it on the bed, he pressed his thumb to the little printer, and she watched as it flashed green and the locks flicked. He opened the case and (Y/N)’s eyes widened when she saw the gear inside, the guns on either side of the box, the suit in the middle, and the red helmet sitting on top of it.

“I wanted to tell you sooner, but I wasn’t sure how.” He whispered. “I guess I was scared what you’d think.” (Y/N) said nothing but she reached for the hood and picked it up, taking a seat on the bed as she flipped it over in her hands, examining it.

“Scared of my opinion…or scared of you?” she hinted, and he looked at her from where he knelt, a mix of emotions crossing his mind.

He shook his head and shrugged. “Both.”

She held the hood and with her free hand, gently caressed the lines of it, explaining, “Four years ago, my life was saved by Red Hood.” Jason’s head shot up and he gaped at her. “I was still in high school, coming home from prom when I got in a car accident with my best friend. We were hit by a drunk driver.”

(Y/N) looked at him. “The other driver was DOI, and my friend was unconscious and bleeding severely…I was awake but had broken my femur and clavicle…I couldn’t move, and I was scared.” Her fingers twitched along the cheek of the hood. “And then this mysterious masked man broke the lock on the door and cut my seat-belt. At first I thought he was going to hurt me because he looked menacing.”

She smiled. “But he grabbed my phone in the floorboard and called nine-one-one and then held my hand until an ambulance showed up.” (Y/N) gazed at him. “He kept saying I was going to be okay and that he wasn’t going to leave until I was in a bus and on my way to the hospital.”

Picking the hood up, she leaned over and put it on his head, watching as it beeped and lit up. “Later I heard on the news that he’d been responsible for the gang war between Black Mask and the drug dealers…but he’d successfully managed to get some of the school areas out of poverty and drug usage. And he’d killed a lot of bad people who didn’t deserve to be around.”

(Y/N) pressed her lips to the forehead of his helmet. “I was never scared of you, Jason. Then or now.” He put his head down and she merely smiled softly when he reached out and grabbed her hand, squeezing tightly.

They stayed that way for a while until he shifted and pulled the hood off, setting it back in the box. “Thank you, (Y/N),” he whispered, and she nodded, gently brushing her fingers through his hair.

“Of course.” She tugged at a strand and he looked over at her, seeing her eyes solemn. “Just promise me you’ll be careful from now on, and that you’ll come back in one piece.”

Jason snorted. “Will do, doll.”

“Good,” she nodded, then happened to look back in the box. “So…this might not be the best time but…how do you feel about I don’t know…putting the suit on when we go to bed?”

He huffed a laugh and rose, shoving her back onto the bed. “Well, well, Miss (Y/N), aren’t you a kinky vixen.”

“I can’t help it, Jason. Red Hood’s a pretty sexy guy.” She winked. “Say…wanna play cops and robbers sometime?”

“You’re something else,” he purred, and she wiggled underneath him.

“Don’t I know it, babe.”

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imonthinice · 3 years ago

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The Criminal Psychology Majors, Jason Todd x Fem!Reader Part 5/?

Word Count: 2.8k

Author’s Note: Y/N - Your name, A/N - Any name ( your best friend’s name)

Part 5! This is going well, I think, I hope you like it :)

So last night, I finished two parts to this series, and guess what? Turns out when Tumblr glitches you have no rights and suddenly all your work is gone! If you need me, I’ll be crying in my writer’s corner

Warnings: Swearing, Trauma, Family Issues, Left on a cliffhanger lol :) sue me, no beta bitch we die like Jason Todd

(Part 1) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Part 7) (Part 8) (Part 9) (Part 10) (Part 11) (Part 12) (Part 13) (Part 14) (Part 15) (Part 16) (Part 17) (Part 18) (Part 19) (Part 20)

Down girl, you’ve been on two dates, did he even open up to you fully? A/N texted back to Y/N, who took a quick break to the bathroom to compose herself and fix her hair after Jason, the man she was casually seeing, opened up to her about his father and his father’s criminal record as well as his mother and his mother’s passing.

Yes he opened up to me! But we’ve been spending all day flirting and I told him about how my father is an immigrant and how I tell everyone I am legally a bastard, and I just don’t know, is it too soon to say I like him?

Go get him, Girl. Go get him.

In the other room, Jason was hastily texting his brother Dick, who has been in a relationship with Barbara for a while now, and is deeply committed to her. So, he needed advice.

How did I know when to kiss Barbara? Do you want to kiss Y/N? Dick asked back to Jason.

Yes I want to kiss her you idiot, but when do I do it? We’ve only been on two dates.

Why don’t you take her to a fancy restaurant out of the city where you aren’t being watched constantly and she isn’t flipping off the paparazzi, and then do it? Also, Bruce thinks her flipping off the pap twice is very funny, shockingly.

As soon as he received that text, she walked back out of the bathroom, this time, letting her hair down out of the bun it is usually in.

“You look nice with your hair down, Y/N.”

“You think so? I usually have it down when I don’t have classes.”

“I do think so.”

“Well, thank you, Jason,” she purred, sitting back down in her chair, opposite him.

“Bruce saw your shenanigans with the pap, he apparently thinks it’s funny.”

“Your family is checking in on you? Can’t they trust me?” she said, in a completely sarcastic tone.

“Well, I was just bragging about how lovely I find you.”

“Kind of you to do so, Jason,” she placed her hands on his and had to lift herself up slightly to lean into him, not to kiss him or anything, but to be closer to him.

“Your love language is physical attention,” he smirked at her, “I can tell by how you grab me, Y/N.”

“Don’t psych me out now, we’re having fun!” she whisper-yelled at him.”

“I do it when I’m nervous,” he assured.

“What’s there to be nervous of?” she asked.

“The pretty girl leaning into my face making moves on me?”

“You want me to stop?”

“No,” he grinned, “no chance I want you to stop.”

And then his phone rang. He picked it up to hear a very panicked Bruce on the other end,

“Jason, here, now.”

“Okay, okay.”

He hung up and grabbed her hands and leant in, like he was going to kiss her, but only rest his forehead against hers,

“This has been lovely, really, but that was Bruce and he needs me, I’m sorry,” he whispered down to her.

“I understand, we can always go on more dates.”

“I hope we do, see you later, Y/N.”

“See you, Jason.”

And he left. But there was something about the furniture in the house after he left, it smelled like him. Not in a weird way where she was obsessed with it, but she associated the smell with the feeling of riding through the city and the back roads like no one was watching, the feeling of being free, the feeling of being unstoppable.

And that, that was the beauty of the chase, the beauty of what she wanted, to be free, gone from her parents, gone from her twin sister, free.

But, she went to bed that night without even going to her car to pick up her notes. She did have class tomorrow, but it wasn’t criminal psych. It was regular psych. Which she wasn’t stoked for, that’s for damn sure.

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Waking up, she opened her phone at around 5am to see a text from Jason,

You know, I always wanted to try some restaurants in Metropolis, I know you don’t like it, but I know the press doesn’t follow me there. What do you say? (Yes I know it’s 3am I’ll tell you all about what happened and why I’m awake so late later lol)

She thought about it, scared that her parents would see her walking around with this guy they didn’t know. Fuck it, she thought, I only live once.

Jason, I would love to. And I hope that story is a good one.

He almost immediately shot back, Mornin’ and yeah, it is. Do you have class today? I can come get you from your’s and pick you up from class if you need it, I swear you won’t have to ride the motorbike in your home city.

I do have class, and you don’t have to but my class is at 3pm again if you’re willing.

Meet up at 12 and talk for a while? Might be fun.

My roommate will be here, though.

Well, you already inadvertedly met my best friend, remember the baker? His name’s Will Harper. I called in a quick favor to impress you and he’s a sucker for a good romance story.

Well, he seemed nice, and yeah, if you want to meet my roommate you can come over, Jason.

You can call me Jay if you want to, Y/N.

I gotta shower now, Jason, but I figured nick names would come out in time.

She put down her phone and went to shower.

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“Mornin’ A/N.”

“Y/N,”, she greeted happily, “the coffee’s already brewed by the way.”

“God I love you,” she blurted out.

“Yeah yeah, tell me the drama, did you guys have sex?”

“No, but he’s coming over today to meet you slash talk to me before taking me to class and then driving himself and I to Metropolis for dinner.”

“Escaping the cameras to go to the city that has your parents?” A/N questioned, seeming concerned.

“I know, I know, but I only live once and I doubt we’ll see them. If we do, I might just call him my boyfriend to get it over with. Have to talk to him about that though.”

“Honestly, have you told him how insane your parents are?”

“That’s what I’m planning on doing today, A/N.”

“Don’t scare him off, Y/N.”

Y/N scoffed and she went to go get her notes from last night, it was around 11:50am, so she knew that Jason would be here any minute, but she needed to get those notes into her room, she was right about Jason when he pulled down the street in a Porsche. Pulling into her driveway, Y/N waved at Jason while finishing to pull out her books from her beat up car. Quite the difference from the Porsche and her car, but she only noticed it for a few seconds before both doors slammed, in sync.

“Well, that was timed perfectly,” she said to Jason when he met up with her at her car.

“Wow, we’re magicians,” he joked, “Do you need help?” he asked.

“No, no, I can handle it myself, thank you.”

“Well, it doesn’t kill me to ask, you’re going to need help with that door though,” he mused.

“Oh no, you underestimate me, I can open doors with my hips, and I think I didn’t shut the door the whole way so I could do this easier,” she laughed and began to lead him up the driveway, like she had done last night before he ran off with Bruce.

“Thinking ahead?”

“Something I clearly didn’t do when saying we could go to Metropolis, I’ll admit.”

“What do you mean?”

“We have time to talk about it later, Jay, are you however, ready to meet my roommate?”

“No, but you only live once, Y/N.”

“You won’t die, I promise,” she said as she nudged the door open with her hip and greeted A/N, “Hey girl! This is Jason, entertain him while I file notes, maybe, I swear I’ll speed run it.”

“Entertain him? Are you serious? He’s your guest!” she joked.

“Hey thanks man really appreciate it,” Y/N joked before hastily walking towards her bedroom, this was obviously a song and dance they had done with A/N’s lover, so Y/N shot it back at A/N.

“Jason.”

“A/N, right?”

“Yes, sir, how are you today?”

“I’m good, was that a fight?” he questioned.

“No, don’t worry, it’s just the way I acted when I first brought my partner, person, thing, over. She’s just being spiteful. Trust me, if it was a fight, there’d be a lot more of a screaming match.”

“Well, that’s reassuring, I think.”

“So, Jason, do you like her?” she asked.

“We’ve been on back-to-back dates since Sunday, A/N,” he paused, “I really do.”

“Well, it is not like I am going to sit here and be like ‘Oh you can’t date her!’ and feign being upset about this, I mean it’s been 2 dates and you’re going on a third, if that’s not leading towards seriousness, I don’t know what is,” she assured him. He seemed to like this.

“How much has she told you? My secrets or anything?”

“God no, you’ll tell me those with time when we’re friends.”

“Well, I hope you’re a good friend to Y/N and myself, in the future, then.”

“The future is just around the corner. Don’t let Y/N escape you. She’s a catch,” she finished as Y/N reentered the room,

“Did you two have fun?” Y/N asked.

“I think we did,” Jason said.

“We did,” A/N assured, “you two can go to her room now, I’ll be fine.”

“I wasn’t worried you weren’t going to be, you always are.” Y/N said to A/N before grabbing Jason’s hand and taking him to her room. He hadn’t been in her room yet.

It was kind of a mess, I mean it wasn’t like they had a maid and they’re both broke college/university students. Notes were strewn across her desk, but that was expected with such a high-study class, the one they met in.

“You clearly like the colour red,” Jason said, pointing to the obvious red feature wall, grinning.

“Well, I told my sister to design my room last time she was over and she picked it based off of the criteria I gave her, she’s going to be an interior designer, and red was one of the colours I gave her,” Y/N said with a sigh, “That’s kind of the thing we need to talk about, my family,” she sighed again, “They are, special, to say the least.”

“Well, so is mine.”

“Yeah but,” she sat on her bed and he joined her, “My family is quite, how do you say it, Christian? They’re very hard to impress and if they see me running around the city with you they might expect you to be my boyfriend, not the guy I’ve known for 3 days and went on back-to-back dates with,” she rambled, “ Not that they wont like you! They’re just traditional, and I’m not and it drives a slight wedge between us,” she paused to look at him, “This is just a really long-winded warning about only a chance to meet them,” she finished.

“Well, that doesn’t scare me. You would understand why if you knew the Waynes, not that they’re traditional, they too, are just hard to impress,” he assured.

“Probably shouldn’t have flipped off the paparazzi then, honestly.”

“No, Bruce found that funny. And about last night, my brother, Damien, he’s the youngest Wayne and one of the only not-adopted ones, being 3 not adopted ones,” he paused, “Anyway, he broke his leg playing office chair racing in the Manor, and I needed to go to Bruce to get yelled at for bringing up the idea,” he laughed, “Bruce then told me after that if he was invited I wouldn’t have been yelled at,” he paused, “That was fun.”

“So, very posh and pristine family, and one of you broke your leg roughhousing in a very expensive Manor?”

“Only in Wayne Manor would that be a sentence.”

“Seems like you have your hands tied with your family,” she joked.

“I wouldn’t if the idiots stopped hurting themselves playing games when I’m on dates,” he retorted and laughed with Y/N.

It seemed crazy that these two would meet, since so many factors played into it, but she swore God saw the potential for this to happen and said, This, this deserves a shot to shine. And she was grateful. She didn’t exactly believe in God, but if God sent her this boy, she might change her mind on going to church with her parents when they invite her.

And that’s the beauty in the mystery, the beauty in the ‘Positive’ they claimed after not knowing what to do next but still powering through to go on dates, and they had gone on enough dates and spent at least 1 third of the last 3 days with each other. That was impressive. That was a good sign and they both knew it.

The next step was packing a few bags and going on 24 hour dates in the cities, but they weren’t ready for that yet. They both thought a first kiss would be better before that. Luckily, Jason wanted to kiss her today, and she wanted to kiss him today.

Before they knew it, they were in the Porsche driving through the streets she describes all-too well, blasting songs and screaming lyrics with Jason, a song stuck out and that was the Annapantsu’s Smooth Criminal Rendition with Caleb Hyles. Since the rendition had a multitude of riffs that Y/N adored, she would scream it and Jason would continue the male parts. It was peaceful yet the most high-pressure intense situation she had felt in a while.

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Getting out of class, she somehow avoided the paparazzi she had grown somewhat accustomed to over the days she had known Jason, she got back into the Porsche before they noticed she was even there, but then they noticed, and Jason fucking floored it to the streets and out of there.

He dropped her off at her place to get ready for an expensive dinner with him in Metropolis. She thought long and heard about what to wear to her date, but in the end, she decided on a nice pink dress her mother had bought for her back in Metropolis. She had told her daughter, Only wear this on a date with a man you think is endgame, now, she didn’t know if Jason was endgame, but she did want to put all the energy she could into the universe to make him worthwhile.

(This is the first time I’m going to include pictures! I think I’m getting the hand of Tumblr now hehe :) )

(If the skin tone doesn’t match your own, because you’re darker or paler, just imagine it’s yours :) you’re all beautiful in your own right and I’ll use pictures with varying skin tones as I progress the story)

She gave a little twirl in her mirror before taking a quick picture to send to one of her other class friends, who was wondering how things were going with Jason at the time. Her name was Artemis Crock, she knew that Art and Jason were friends, but she also liked Artemis Crock a lot, thinking that they were likely going to be good friends.

You’re going to make him swear up and down to Will that he is ‘Only seeing you casually’ while Will says he’s in love with you, you’re killing it. She shot to Y/N.

Y/N smiled and left her bedroom to go meet up with A/N, who wanted to make sure the dress she was wearing was cute, and it was,

“Holy shit! I said look cute, not make him your bitch, Y/N!”

“Potato, Potahto,” she laughed, “You really think I look worthy of a Wayne?”

“You always do, but you didn’t have to go THIS hard to prove a point. Only one tabloid said you weren’t enough for him,” she paused and Y/N thought about that tabloid, it upset her, sure. But she was completely aware that spite was going to fuel many of her next moves in the press, “Just the one tabloid.”

“And the one tabloid is enough to make me spiteful. Fuck them tabloids, girl, they can suck it,” she said.

“I don’t think Jason would appreciate if the tabloids blew you,” she joked.

“You don't know that, A/N,” she retorted.

“Do you know that?” A/N said as the doorbell rang, “I’m assuming that’s for you, have fun!” A/N said and waved as Y/N waved back and walked to answer the door. Yep, it was Jason.

“Woah,” he said, mouth agape, when she answered the door.

“Close your mouth, Romeo. You’ll attract flies,” she joked.

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atc74 · 4 years ago

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Eye of the Beholder

Warnings: Poor body image (?), slight angst, a little envy, a lot of fluff, and implied sexy times

Summary: Jensen is feeling less confident in himself lately and you think you know why. He has always been there for you, now you just need to show your husband he has no reason to be.

Pairing: Jensen x Reader

Word Count: 1470

Written for: @breakthezone first quarter challenge, which was to choose one of two prompts. Mine is bolded below.

Beta’d by: @amanda-teaches, cause she is the best

A/N: So you know the pictures, the spread, the article in THAT magazine, featuring that beautiful soul, and that would cause any man to think less of himself, but I thought, what would go through Jensen’s head and how would I help him through it.

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The cold snowy mountains were a stark contrast to the warm flatland of their home state, but Y/N was loving the quietness and solace of the northeast. Y/N pulled into the snow-covered driveway and started unloading the groceries. She planned accordingly and for weeks at a time; they didn’t have many delivery options out there.

“Honey, I’m home! What do you say you come help me carry in and put away all this food and I make you a nice, juicy porterhouse for dinner?” Y/N called from the kitchen as she dropped the load on the counter. “Honey? Jay?” The house was mostly silent but then she heard it. The distinct smack of fists and feet hitting the heavy bag Jensen installed in the home gym. She sighed knowing this was the third day in a row Jensen had spent hours in the gym, working out until he was ready to drop.

Y/N brought in the rest of the bags, stored the food, and changed her clothes. If she was going to join him in the gym, at least she could participate. It wasn’t like it was a hardship watching her husband in only a pair of shorts, his freckled skin dripping with sweat.

She brought fresh water with her, setting it on the weight bench. He was breathing heavy, sweating, and red-faced. Jensen was not out of shape by any means, but he somehow had gotten it in his head that he needed to get into better shape. Maybe it was the pressure of becoming Soldier Boy, maybe it was that he was approaching his “mid-forties”, it could have been a few things, but Y/N thought she knew exactly what had prompted this new obsession. “Hey, honey.”

“Hey, babe,” he rasped, his breaths heavy with exertion, his hair soaking. “Just a few more minutes.” He landed another two punch kick combo.

“Jay, you have got to take a break. You can’t keep going like this, hours a day, day after day,” Y/N pleaded with him. “This is enough for today.”

“Yeah, okay. Maybe you’re right.” He stopped, hugging the bag tightly, holding on as he tried to catch his breath.

“Go shower, I’ll get dinner started, okay?” Y/N smiled, kissing him softly.

“You got it. I’m pretty sure I reek anyway.”

Leafy greens and brightly colored vegetables covered the kitchen island as Y/N chopped and sliced away. The cuts of meat were sitting out to warm up before grilling, and a nice bottle of a full-bodied red was breathing on the table. Jensen emerged from the hallway leading from their bedroom about thirty minutes later, looking a little worse for the wear. He pressed a sweet kiss to her cheek, swiping a handful of peppers, too.

“I saw that mister,” she smiled, leaning into his touch. “But I’m gonna let it slide just ‘cause you smell nice.”

“Better than before?”

“Oh, way better,” she laughed, turning and wrapping her arms around his neck. “Want to tell me what’s going on in that pretty head of yours?”

“Nothing, babe. Just trying to stay in shape. I gotta get in that custom suit in a couple of weeks, and I ain’t getting any younger.” Jensen looked down, running a hand over his face, scratching at his beard.

“That’s all, huh?”

“Yeah, just running isn’t gonna cut anymore. I have to keep up.”

“Keep up with…?”

Jensen pretended he didn’t hear Y/N as he started helping with the salad. If he ignored the question, maybe she would let it go. It seemed to be working, for now, so he went with it, and continued to help her with dinner.

“Jay, these look perfect!” Y/N gushed as she cut into the steak. She placed the bite in her mouth, the flavor exploding, and she moaned around it. “Oh my god, it's practically melting in my mouth!”

“You made it easy with a superb cut of meat, babe,” Jensen shrugged, digging into his salad and grilled vegetables.

All through dinner, Y/N noticed how he barely touched his meat or wine, but took extra helpings of the healthy stuff. She decided she would let it go, wanting to enjoy their meal, but soon enough, the dishes were cleared and leftovers stored.

“Jay?” Y/N asked, rinsing the plate in her hand before handing it to her husband. “Can I ask you something?”

“Babe, you can ask me anything, you know that.”

“And promise me you won’t get mad?”

“I won’t get mad, but now I am a little suspicious,” Jensen raised one eyebrow, looking over at his wife.

“Does your new workout regimen have anything to do with Jared’s spread in Men’s Health?”

“No.” Jensen protested immediately.

“Jay…”

“Maybe,” he sighed, throwing the towel on the counter, then he turned, leaning against it. “Am I...soft?”

“Soft? I think you are the kindest, most generous, loving man I’ve ever known,” Y/N replied honestly. “I am lucky I found you and even luckier that you love me.”

“Well, thank you for that, babe, but I was asking about my physical appearance,” Jensen hung his head, his voice getting quieter as he talked. “Do I have a ‘dad bod’?”

“Jensen Ross Ackles, you listen to me right now. You have never looked better and you are in the best shape of your life. You just completed a 15 year run on the most successful sci-fi television show in history, you are stepping into an iconic role that you were hand-picked for, and if a ‘dad bod’ looks like this, then yes!” Y/N gestured to her husband while rambling on trying to make her point. “No, you know what? Come here, come sit down with me. Bring the wine.”

Y/N sat down with her laptop, intent on showing her husband the proof he needed to believe her and believe in himself. Jensen sat down next to her, handing her a fresh glass, as she pulled up photo after photo on the screen.

“Do you see what I see?”

“No, I see a skinny kid from Texas with no hair on his chest and barely-there abs,” he scoffed.

“Okay, you still don’t have chest hair, but what else do you see?” She prompted him again.

“A pudgy mid-section and that was before I turned 40!”

“Do you want to know what I see?”

“You’re biased.”

“You’re damn right I am, but I do know that your fans, the Dean-girls, well, they’re not wrong. Did you know that according to several fan sites, you and Dean have way more fans than Jared and Sam? And are you telling me that millions of people are wrong?”

“Millions?” he asked skeptically.

“Okay, well, maybe not millions, but a lot! But I see a man that is in better shape than he was twenty years ago. I see a skinny kid from Texas too. But I also see a man who now is in the best shape of his life and way sexier than that skinny kid.. What is it that you’re always telling me when I complain about my baby muffin top or my thunder thighs?”

“That bodies come in all shapes and sizes, and beauty isn’t defined by your body shape; it’s defined by your soul and you are the most beautiful woman I have ever laid eyes on.”

“Okay, and I usually argue with you when you do, but that doesn’t mean you’re wrong. We are our own worst critics, you know that. But I see a healthy body and strong arms. Arms that hold me better than any others on the planet. Arms that hold our children and comfort them when they are hurt. I see a sexy mind and a stunning soul, one that was made for me.”

“Okay, I think that is enough wine for you,” Jensen reached for the glass, but you moved it out of his reach.

"Have I entered an alternate universe or did you really just crack a smile for me?"

“Fine, it could have been a smile.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah, my exceptionally sexy wife made a pretty good point.”

“Oh? Tell me more.”

“Well, she may also be the smartest person I know. She always knows just what to say when my dumbass is being, well a dumbass.”

“Yeah, I am pretty damn smart. Because you know what else I did? I made arrangements for your visiting parents to keep the children overnight so they can swim until they pass out.”

“Wow, that is pretty smart. You know, I’ve been working out and I bet I could carry you all the way upstairs without breaking a sweat.”

“Oh, you’re on Ackles, but you are wrong about one thing.”

“What’s that?”

“We will definitely be working up a sweat!”

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telli1206 · 3 years ago

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Anddddd Jaylos + 15. Total darkness, place unknown? 💖

Ok ok, I think I have a cute Auradon drabble in my head now...let's see what you think @hersilentlanguage 😉

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Carlos grips Jay's shoulder tightly as he tries to follow behind him. Jay's moving so fast, and Carlos has already stumbled over his feet a few times trying to keep up with the pace. The hallway is nearly pitch black, and as much as he tries to blink and adjust, he sees nothing but darkness.

"Jayyyy," he whines, and shifts to loop his arm through his boyfriend's. "Where are we going? Do you even know where we are?? I can't see shit."

"Don't worry C," Jay tuts, patting Carlos' hand reassuringly as he pulls him along. "I already scoped it out. And I found something I think you'll like."

Jay throws him a wink. At least, that's what Carlos thinks he sees.

"Fine, but let's not take too long, ok? We haven't even sung 'Happy Birthday' to Ben, yet. Evie and Mal will probably be looking for us in a few minutes."

"Yeah, yeah. This won't take long. Promise."

Jay drops Carlos' grip to wrap his arm around his shoulders instead, pulling him in close. Carlos sighs and cuddles in as they walk. Jay smells so fresh and clean, and his silky hair is soft against Carlos' cheek. It’s wonderfully distracting from the eeriness of the dark, abandoned hall.

"Wait-here! Right here, C."

Carlos startles and jumps back a little as Jay reaches in front of him to grab the nearest doorknob. He yanks it open quickly, flooding the hallway with a warm golden light. Carlos blinks furiously at the brightness as Jay drags him through the threshold.

"This is what I found," Jay adds with a nod. Carlos glances around the room, and it's...incredible.

It's a bedroom, that made clear by the massive canopy bed in front of them, just across from the gold-framed window. It's draped in ivory silks, the most detailed rose carvings trailing down the wooden posts. And the elegant bedspread is covered in sparkling embroidered gold linens. Everything in this room is more opulent than anything Carlos has ever seen in his life.

“Pretty cool, huh?”

Carlos barely hears Jay, too lost in his quiet ogling. But he does eventually manage to close his mouth and give a slight nod.

“It’s the most amazing room I’ve ever seen,” he sighs, his voice still breathy with awe. “It’s just...beautiful.”

Jay chuckles, letting his hand drop to Carlos’ waist. “Yeah, I thought you’d like it.”

Jay adds pressure to his grip, gently guiding Carlos backwards. Carlos perks a brow at him, confused, until he’s pressed against the wall and Jay leans in to kiss him softly.

“Kinda romantic, don’tcha think? A dark, quiet castle...you and me, alone in a big gorgeous bedroom. Does it give you any...ideas?”

Carlos shakes his head, chuckling quietly before he’s silenced by another kiss, this one more heated than the first. He pulls back a little, pressing a hand to Jay’s chest before he can go back in. “I guess it’s giving you a few. So this is why you were so eager to wander around the castle?”

Jay smirks proudly, curling over Carlos’ hand to kiss at his jaw. “Maybe. It’s not every day we get alone time in a fancy place like this, huh?”

Carlos has to agree. It’s definitely been a while since they’ve had any time to themselves, and especially not somewhere as nice as this. But the approval he wants to voice is quickly lost in the expanse of Jay’s throat, the dark-haired boy already kissing Carlos so deeply, so passionately that he’s forgotten what he was going to say. All his focus has turned to kissing Jay, his arms encircling Jay’s neck to pull him in even closer.

Minutes slip past, neither one even noticing how long they’ve stayed in this spot, with Carlos pinned under Jay, happily making out against the bedroom wall. Eventually Jay’s hands slide under Carlos’ shirt, teasing Carlos with light touches and coaxing giggles against his lips. Carlos retaliates with a firm tug on Jay’s hair, his fingers tangled near the roots and scraping against Jay’s scalp. The combined sensations elicit a pleased groan from Jay - a very, very loud groan, that has Carlos slapping a hand over Jay’s mouth.

“Jay!” he hisses, curling his hand tighter when Jay tries to shake it off. “Do you want to get in trouble?? We need to be quiet.”

Jay jerks his hand back, sliding out of Carlos’ grip to flash him a pointed grin. “Get in trouble? From who, C? The suit of armor in the hallway? Everyone’s back at the party.”

He grabs Carlos’ chin and tilts his face up, smiling sweetly at him and stroking his thumb along Carlos’ cheek.

“Baby. You can chill, ok? It’s just us.”

Carlos relaxes against the warmth of Jay’s body. “I guess you’re right,” he sighs, pecking at Jay’s lips. “It’s just...you know I hate this. I’m not a-a, delinquent.”

Jay chuckles, kissing Carlos firmly before pulling back again. “I know, C. Let’s be real, you were never really good at it, were you?” Jay grins as Carlos serves him a less-than-convincing angry glare. “Oh come on, I just meant the delinquency part’s always been my job. Your brains are what keeps us from getting caught.”

Jay puffs up his chest, smirking proudly, and Carlos just smiles and shakes his head. “Please. You’re just trying to butter me up so I’ll keep making out with you.”

Jay snakes an arm around Carlos’ waist, pushing him in so he’s flush against Jay’s chest. “Maybe. Did it work?” He quips, before sealing their lips again. Carlos hums his agreement, arching into the solidity of Jay’s muscled form as he melts further into the kiss.

"Um..guys?”

Carlos quickly shoves Jay and springs back at the sound of the familiar voice, wiping furiously at his mouth and refusing to meet Ben’s eyes. Jay however, stands tall, crossing his arms and perking a brow at the king, who’s looking shocked and confused from the doorway.

“When did...how...why, are you in here?”

“Sorry man, we were just, uh, looking for the bathroom. And got lost.” The lie spills so casually from Jay’s lips it’s almost hard not to believe it, so Carlos stays quiet next to him, chewing his lip and squeezing Jay’s hand tightly.

“Oh. Wow, you really got lost then.” Ben’s tone is dry as he looks around the room, then scans the hallway briefly. His eyes are wide and a little frantic. “Um, let me show you to the bathroom, ok? This is actually my parents’ room, so we really need to get out of here.”

Ben waves them on, and Jay and Carlos quickly stumble in line behind him out of the room. The king is shuffling down the hall so fast it’s hard for them to keep up, and his awkward gait from the speed has Jay almost snorting.

“Jay,” Carlos hisses, slapping him hard in the stomach. “Don’t make it worse! I can’t believe you took me to the former king Beast’s room. I think we almost gave Ben a heart attack.”

“Yeah, yeah.” Jay glances at Ben again, and his smile softens. “Ok, I feel a little bad about that. But,” he adds, his eyes alight, “I can’t wait to tell Mal we did it in Beasty’s room. She’s gonna be so fucking jealous!”

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shelby-love · 4 years ago

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A VERY AMATEUR PROMPT LIST

When requesting use the character’s name and the prompt number along with the category, e.g. “Jay Halstead, fluff 7″ or something like that. If you want a specific plot line too, other rules apply. You can find them here!

A/N: I always wanted to make one of these. I don’t take credit for every prompt on this list. Surprise but I’m not actually that creative with these (I’m not funny either lmaoo), maybe it’s because English isn’t my native tounge, so I don’t have the fluency, but a fair amount of these are my own. Credit to those who find their marvelous one liners here! You guys are seriously great I could never.

"What are you doing? Come back to bed."

"(She/he/they) did it." "No, (She/he/they) did!"

"I already gave you my heart. What else do you want?"

"I think I love you."

"You make me want to be a better person."

"How can you resist this?" "Trust me, I'm trying really hard."

"Are you blushing?"

"I can't with you. Come here."

"I love seeing you smile."

"I miss you..." "I'm in the kitchen Y/N."

"My (girlfriend/boyfriend)'s just scared."

"Not so fast, love."

"You're the only good thing left in my life."

"You're stuck with me forever. How come you're not annoyed?" "Oh, I am. I just love you too much to show it."

"Keep doing that. I like it."

"Where did my scary (girlfriend/boyfriend) go?" "You said you liked me better as a softie."

"Don't be sorry… It was kind of cute actually."

"Since when are you my (fiancée/fiancé)?"

"Your hair so soft." "It smells nice too."

"What are you doing here?!" "I'm your (girlfriend/boyfriend). I live here."

"I’m so lucky to have you by my side.”

"I can't get you out of my head."

"What did I do to deserve you?"

"Can you hold me?"

"I told you to take care of yourself."

"Wow… You look beautiful."

"Hi, I'm nervous, you're cute." "I should be nervous, you're cuter."

"I'm going to marry you one day."

"I'm not leaving. Not now, not ever."

"You're safe now. I promise you."

"I hate you." "No, you hate that you love me."

"Can't you see what you're doing to me?!"

"It's my fault, right? It's always my fault."

"You're mine. Everything you do is my business!"

"I don't belong to you. I'm my own person!"

"I need to get out of here…away from you!"

"My feelings are not something you can play with!"

"I love you!" "It doesn't look like you do."

"I should've left you when I had the chance." "Then go. Leave!"

"You changed." "We both did."

"Leave me the hell alone."

"Do you know what you just did?"

"Let me go."

"I'm dying."

"I wish I'd never met you."

"(He/She)'s dead because of you!"

"You make me sick."

"How could I be so blind?"

"You lied to me!" "You act as if you didn't."

"You only think about yourself. What about me? Huh? What about me?!"

"If you walk away, don't even think about coming back."

"I would've died for you."

"I shouldn't have expected for you to care about anyone but yourself."

"You made me a pawn in your sick game!"

"Go with him. He deserves you more than I do."

"I can forget, but I can't forgive you."

"You kept this from me for years! How dare you?!"

"(He/She) is my (son/daughter) just as much as (he/she) is yours. Take (him/her) away from me, I dare you."

"Love isn't supposed to hurt so badly."

"Go on, kill (her/him). Give me a reason for vengeance."

"You make me look like a garden gnome."

"Thanks to my amazingly high self-esteem, I feel like a slightly bruised potato next to you."

"So, I was thinking…" "Oh, no. That’s never good."

"Think of this as tryouts for hell where (Y/N/character) is the devil."

"I thought I left you in that coffin a century ago?" "Well, I got out. Surprise!"

"Oh, wow what a pleasant surprise."

"Oh no, please, by all means… Continue."

"Who doesn’t like a little murder to start their evening?"

"Are you always so stupid or is today a special occasion?"

"Just because I don’t care doesn’t mean I don’t understand."

"Well at least your mom thinks you’re (pretty/handsome)."

"Stop using your intelligence against me."

"With all due respect, I think you're wrong."

"(He/She) kicked me out! Out! How dare (he/she)?!"

"I don't know, and I don't care."

"In my defense, it looked very fluffy."

"Why do we do something illegal every time we hang out?"

"Did you kill (him/her)? You know you can tell me, right?"

"Just…don't say anything."

"Best get this over with. C'mon, grab his legs."

"Since when can you drive?"

"Just get in the damn car."

"I feel like I was hit by a car. Wait I was? And it was your car?"

"Holy hell… What did you do?!"

"Nu-huh. I fell in love with you first!"

"You know what they say – ignorance is bliss."

"I already died once. Wasn't pleasant. Don't want to do it again."

"Where is (character) when you need (him/her)?!"

"Dare I ask whose death you're plotting in your head?"

"I'd agree with you, but then we'd both be wrong."

"Now if you don't mind… My (girlfriend/boyfriend) and I will get going."

"Are you jealous?"

"I'm really starting to question your intelligence."

"What are you doing (here)?" "What are you doing (here)?"

"I'm his wife."

"Your (son/daughter) is waiting for you. I think world domination can wait until you tuck (him/her) in."

"I didn't know where else to go."

"You remember when I said you owed me? It's time."

"I don't like forests." "You don't like anything."

"What were you doing with (him/her)?"

"Hey, don't underestimate me."

"(He/She)'s a child!"

"I'm looking for an errand (sister/brother). Show me to (her/him) before I smash your head."

"You taste better than I thought you would."

"You can't even spare me a compliment." "I don’t know what to compliment!"

"You really need to sort out your priorities."

"No, it’s fine. I can wait until you’re done talking to (him/her/them)."

"Your nicotine addiction will be your downfall. Mark my words."

"You never cease to amaze me."

"I'm kinda annoying…hope you don't mind."

"Duck, you idiot!"

"Get that love potion away from me!"

"You can't leave me! I don't want to be their (supernatural) babysitter!"

"Okay, kids huddle up!"

"Rot in hell."

"I’ve got a wand, and I’m not afraid to use it!"

"Do you have any booze?" "No, thanks to you." "Even your secret stash?" "How do you know about my secret stash?"

"Daggering someone the moment they disagree with your barbaric ways isn't the answer."

"Jesus Christ… You don't even know how to hold a gun."

"Just run." "What do you mean run?" "RUN!"

♔ MY NAVIGATION ♔

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mummybear · 4 years ago

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This Thing Between US

Words: 4479

Warnings: Swearing, Dirty Talk, Smut, Wall/Door Sex, Protective Jensen, Oral (Male Receiving), Fluff. Think that’s it :)

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Summary: After getting a much needed night off from work and finally getting a date your best friend doesn’t agree with you about going, is Jensen right? Is the date doomed or are you about to spend the night with Mr Right?

A/N: This is my submission to @stiles-o-dylan24‘s challenge for passing 1K followers! My Prompt Was - If I didn’t know any better I’d say you were trying to seduce me. A massive congratulations Ellie!! So beyond pleased for you babe, glad that we’ve been friends for as long as we have. You’re the sweetest person ever and you deserve every single follower and so many more! Big hugs babe, hope you enjoy this! :)

A big thank you to the lovely @ne-gans for reading it over for me too 😘💖

This is also another submission to my @spndeanbingo, for the square (Best Friends)

(This is an AU where Jensen isn’t married and never was. This is a work of fanfiction and should be treated as such, thank you :) )

Ko-Fi HERE :)

You were so excited, you’d finally managed to get some time off work to have a much needed date night. The trouble was that you were nervous as hell, the date you were going on was with a guy you’d met online last week. Despite your best friend and roommate doing his best to put you off of the idea, you were determined to go ahead with your plans. You’d spent the entire day at work distracted thinking about it.

Jensen’s opinion was always extremely important to you, him not agreeing with your decision must've been playing on your mind more than you’d first realised. As much as you trusted and respected Jensen’s opinion; and you did. You just couldn’t cancel these plans, you’d had them for weeks and you had been really looking forward to them. Plus that would hardly be fair on the guy you were meeting, Tim had seemed like a nice enough guy from what you could gather during your chats.

Your bath is finally how you like it, the steam filling the cool room and you quickly pull off your clothes and toss them into the hamper, before climbing into the tub, groaning in pleasure when your aching body makes contact with the water, it’s like your muscles instantly relax.

You take your time in the bath, enjoying a little time to yourself to relax. By the time you’re almost finished in the bath, the bathroom door suddenly opens and the intrusion makes you jump. Your hand resting over your heart when Jensen steps into the steam filled room, you allow yourself to relax slightly. Seemingly in his own world, until he stops mid step and locks eyes with you. He immediately covers his eyes with his hand, “s-shit Y/N, I’m sorry!” he half stutters and you can see the blush creeping across his skin.

“My fault, I should've locked the door.” You reply as you climb out of the bath and wrap your towel around yourself.

“You can look now,” you giggle a little nervously, noticing the way he’d stiffened when you climbed out. You can’t understand this, he’s never been this nervous around you before.

He hesitantly uncovers his eyes and you give him a small smile when he finally looks at you. The steam in the room suddenly feels like it’s surrounding you, like the air is stuck in your throat.

“I should… uh. I should go get ready,” you manage to croak out around the lump in your throat.

You don’t give him time to answer, gripping your towel tightly, you practically run from the bathroom to your bedroom, where you slam the door closed and fall back against it, your heart beating wildly in your chest.

“What the hell was that!?” You demand of yourself out loud.

Nothing had ever happened between you and Jensen and you’d never intended anything to happen. He was by far one of the hottest men you’d ever known, sure there had been the odd sex dreams you’d had about him. But you didn’t understand what was happening now, he was your best friend and that had been all you’d ever seen him as. Maybe it was just the heat in the bathroom and the hot bath messing with you. That had to be the reason, right?

You decided not to think about it, you didn’t want some kind of fluke or whatever it had been to ruin your night. Taking a deep breath you turn your attention to your outfit hanging on your door, it was a simple black dress with cuffed sleeves and a split up the side, which reached your mid thigh. Your underwear was a sexy black lace set, with white woven in between parts of the fabric, you’d purchased it especially for tonight.

You did your makeup, wearing a little more than usual and paired it with your red lipstick. You didn’t do too much with your hair, deciding to leave the natural wave you already had. Now that you’re dressed and ready to go, you feel a little more confident, stepping into your heeled shoes. You smile at your reflection as you check yourself over in the mirror.

When you walk out into the living room, you find Jensen sitting on the couch, clearly he’d had a shower right after you’d left. His hair is still wet and all over the place and he’s shirtless, only his light grey sweatpants cling low on his lean hips. You tried not to notice the few drops of water that rolled down his thick neck. Clearing your throat, you lick your extremely dry lips and focus on his face, where he quickly closes his mouth, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallows hard.

“You look… just wow, fuck Y/N.” Jensen rasps, standing in front of you.

You feel yourself blushing and meet his eyes once more, and you can’t help but wonder were they always that green? “Yeah? Thanks Jay. I’m really nervous,”

“He’s the one who should be nervous, sweetheart, trust me. You don’t have a fuckin’ thing to worry about. You call me if he fucks with you and I’ll kick his ass.” He winks at you and you watch as he chews on his bottom lip and his eyes drop, shamelessly checking you out, before he seems to remember himself and his eyes snap back to your face.

“So uh, have a good night. Call me if you need a lift home or whatever.” He dismisses, but there’s something about the way he’d said that, that just doesn’t sit right with you.

You decide it’s best not to mention it though, “yeah sure, thanks.” You reply, voice a little clipped and you quickly leave your apartment without looking back.

What the hell is going on between the two of you today? This morning was like any other morning now suddenly, there’s like this weird thing between you and you just can’t explain it.

You send a text to Tim and tell him that you’ve just arrived at the restaurant, climbing out of the taxi, you pay the driver, before heading inside and taking a seat at the bar. This place is seriously expensive, so you just order a drink while you wait. You check your phone and still no reply from Tim.

By the time you check your phone again, your second drink is gone and you’re beginning to feel the effects of the alcohol. When you turn back to the bar you find someone is sitting beside you.

“It looks like you’ve been stood up, baby girl.” A deep voice states, clearly he’d been watching you, which is seriously creepy, honestly it takes everything you have not to roll your eyes and you just sigh loudly.

Turning to look at the stranger, slicked back black hair and brown eyes, moderately good looking but he also looks like a total sleazebag.

“Not that it’s anything to do with you, but no I haven’t, I’m actually waiting for my boyfriend to finish work.” You snap back defensively, thanking the bartender when he places another drink in front of you.

“You sure about that? You’ve been lookin’ at your phone awfully regular.” He chuckles as you do it again, this time you go through your contacts, in search of the only man who would make you feel safe in this situation.

Before you can press the call button the sleazebags hand lands on your thigh, the feel of his skin against yours makes you feel sick.

“You better move your hand before I shove it up your ass,” you all but growl, slamming your empty glass back on the counter and attracting the bartender's attention.

The guy is undeterred as he leans in closer, the smell of him makes your stomach roll with nausea.

“Come on baby, I can show you a real good time. Fortunately for you, I like ‘em feisty.” He whispers and his cracked lips ghost your ear and you quickly pull away. Before you can tell him to go fuck himself, the bartender is back with another drink for you and the sleaze excuses himself.

“Be right back darlin’ don’t you go anywhere.”

The second his ass leaves the stool you dial the number, your feet bouncing on the wooden slat beneath your seat.

“Hello sweetheart? You miss me already?” Jensen slurs into the phone and you want to headbutt the bartop. He cannot be drunk right now!

“Look, the guy didn’t show Jay. But I’m getting really freaked out by this creep, he won’t take no for an answer.” You reply quickly, worried about getting a taxi alone in case he tries to follow you.

“Stay right there. I’ll be five minutes.” He responds quickly, all humour gone from his voice.

Before you can mention the fact that he’s drunk, the line goes dead. You really hope he doesn’t do anything stupid, but at the same time you’re just glad he’s coming. You don’t have time to think about it too much, before you spot Mr creep returning.

You quickly finish the drink you have left on the bar, feeling that familiar burn in your chest.

“Did you miss me?”

God that had sounded so much better when Jensen had asked.

“Yeah, like a fucking hole in the head. Could you leave me alone now. My boyfriend is on his way, he’s the jealous protective type.” You lie easily, although that’s not a complete lie. Jensen is fiercely protective of you, but that was just how he was with his friends, it was one of the many qualities you loved about him.

“Why don’t I keep you company until he gets here,” the guy smirks, leaning across the bar on his elbow so his face is inches from your own, clearly he still doesn’t believe you.

When you jump back a little too fast, your stool rocks and you almost fall off, but a strong body behind you stops you. You recognise the way he smells immediately and let out a sigh of relief when those strong arms wrap around your body.

“Hey baby, sorry I’m late. I know I said I'd be here sooner.” His lips press against the side of your neck and you feel an unexpected shiver shoot up your spine.

Your hands drop to Jensen’s and you lean back into his embrace.

“Don’t worry babe, I’m just glad you’re here now.” You tell him honestly, turning back to the douche across from you, who still hadn’t moved.

“Was this dick bothering you?” Jensen growls against your skin and this time you’re sure that you visibly shiver, biting your lip to stop the noise bubbling in your throat, your hands tighten over his.

The guy looks between you and Jensen and swallows hard.

“Sorry man, guess I misread something. I didn’t realise she was spoken for.” The guy spits out, quickly finishing his drink and you scoff.

“Well that’s bullshit. You should probably leave now.” Jensen suggests, his voice taking on a dangerous edge that you’d never heard before and it affects you more than you might have previously admitted.

He takes the seat beside you and wraps his arms around your waist, fingers just slightly digging into your stomach. The sleazebag can’t get off of the stool quick enough, and you can’t help but laugh watching him stumble out of the door.

“You are seriously the best friend in the world.” You tell him relieved, turning to him and wrapping your arms around his neck.

“Thank you Jay, I dunno what I would’ve done without you tonight,”

When you pull back you press a chaste kiss to his cheek, watching the blush appear almost immediately.

“S’fine Y/N, anytime.” He mutters quietly, scratching at the back of his neck and smiling awkwardly. “Are you hungry? I’m guessing you didn’t have time to eat?”

You look at him and shrug, a slight smile pulling at your lips.

“Honestly? I kinda just wanna get drunk with my best friend, not really that hungry anymore.”

An hour later you and Jensen are in a shadowed corner booth, the bottle of liquor that sits between you is almost empty. You lean in closer to him, brushing away some fluff from his shirt. “So, did you dress up just for me?” you ask with a grin.

Jensen took a deep breath and met your eyes, your heart suddenly felt like it was trapped in your throat.

“So what if I had, is that a problem?” he questioned gruffly, resting his hand on your thigh, through the split in your dress.

You suck in a breath at the contact, but the alcohol gives you the boost you need to push away your nerves. Thinking back to how he'd been acting all day, you wonder, what’s the worst that could happen if you gave into what you were feeling?

“If I didn’t know any better I’d say you were trying to seduce me, Mr Ackles.” You practically purr, scooting impossibly close, so that you were pressed up against each other.

“Is it working?” Jensen asks with a smirk, fingers curling around the top of your thigh and digging into your skin. You have to bite into your lip to stop yourself from making a noise, very cautious of the people sitting less than a foot behind the two of you.

“What if it is? What’re you gonna do about it?” Your reply is more breathy than you would’ve liked but you go with it, your hand dropping to his on your thigh and squeezing.

Clearly the alcohol was giving him a confidence boost, when he leans in close and presses those plump lips to your ear, you’re completely overwhelmed by him.

“You wanna go home and I can show you, baby girl?” He asks huskily, this time you can’t hold back the whimper when his hand moves further up your thigh.

Taking a breath, you swallow hard, feeling his lips press against the side of your neck, just below your ear.

“This is a bad idea, isn’t it?” You ask, feeling a little lightheaded with him being so close and his lips pause on your skin.

Jensen pulls back so he’s looking at you in the eyes.

“I don’t think so, don’t tell me you’ve never thought about it? I know I have.”

“I guess maybe, I’ve dreamt about certain things happening. But I’ve tried not to let myself consider it, you’re my best friend Jay, I don’t wanna lose you.” You tell him honestly, blushing as you look down at your knees.

“Hey, don’t do that,” Jensen all but whispers, cupping your cheek in his big hand. He always made you feel so small in the best way. He tilts your face until you’re looking in his eyes again, “Trust me, I have no intention of going anywhere. No matter what happens tonight. You wanna just go home and forget about this then it’s up to you, Y/N. No pressure.” There’s a pause as he leans in a little closer, chewing on his bottom lip for a moment.

“But if you want me to take you home and show you what you do to me, how fucking hard you make me-” You cut him off with those words, resting your hand over the obvious and large bulge in his jeans.

You swallow thickly at the implication as his thumb brushes over your bottom lip, he’s so close and you’re out of reasons as to why this is a bad idea.

“Show me Jay,” you whisper against his lips.

His hold on your cheek is a little firmer as he presses his plump lips to yours, it’s like all of the air has been ripped from your lungs as your lips move against his effortlessly. The hand holding your cheek slips around to the back of your head and he grips your hair gently and tugs, deepening the kiss. You push your hands into his hair in an attempt to pull him closer, messing it up the way you like it. His tongue slips between your lips followed by a deep groan, the kiss quickly becomes a mess of tongues and teeth, until you’re forced to pull back for air.

Nervous excitement is bubbling under your skin as you wipe your red lipstick from his kiss-swollen lips with your thumb. You pull your dress over Jensen’s hand to hide it, which only gives him more confidence to move it higher, so his thumb is practically brushing over your damp panties.

You’re interrupted when a waiter turns up at your table and clears his throat, “Excuse me sir, sorry to interrupt but your transportation has arrived.”

“Thank you, this should cover our tab.” Jensen smiles, handing over some cash. The waiter nods and gives his thanks.

“Oh sir, I like it, it suits you.” You giggle as you both get out of the booth, Jensen scoffs but he’s smiling as he wraps his arm around your waist and you head out to the front of the Restaurant.

You climb into the back of the taxi, while Jensen gives the guy your address before joining you in the back.

“How’re you doin’?” Jensen asks as the car starts moving, pulling one of your legs over his knee.

You scootch down the seat a little to give him more room to move his hand, “I’m good. Thank you for tonight, I had a great time.”

Jensen bites his lip as his hand moves between your legs and pushes your dress higher, until he can reach the apex of your thighs, rubbing back and forth over the front of your increasingly wet panties.

“It’s not over yet,” he smirks, his breath ghosting over your lips. You whimper as he pushes your panties to the side and his fingers slide teasingly through your slick.

“Fuck you’re so wet baby girl.” Jensen groans deeply, resting his forehead against yours as he eases two thick fingers inside you.

You clench your teeth to stop from moaning, luckily the driver has the music on, so at least your heavy breathing is covered. You’re both lost in your own world as you look into his eyes, feeling yourself clenching around his fingers. There’s a knock on the partition and Jensen gives you a wink before pulling his hand free, “oh come on. You’ve got to be kidding me.” You grumble, voice thick with irritation, as he sucks those fingers between his lips and moans around them. You don’t know whether you want to kick him or kiss him.

Despite your protest Jensen pays the taxi and follows behind you once it’s driven away. When you finally manage to get the keys out of your bag, Jensen presses up behind you, moving your hair over one shoulder. You shiver as his lips move slowly over your neck, he takes the keys from you as your head falls back against his chest and he makes quick work of unlocking the door.

The two of you stumble inside, giggling like a pair of teenagers, you barely have time to think before Jensen is backing you up against the same door you’d just closed.

“You sure you still wanna do this?” he questions as his fingers ghost over the zipper of your dress.

“Of course I am, I wanna know what your filthy brain has been coming up with.” You smirk confidently, the alcohol giving you the help you need. You grip both sides of his shirt and tug hard, sending buttons flying across the room. You can already see the way his eyes have darkened as he looks down at you.

“So, your bedroom or mine, sir?”

Jensen starts pulling the zip down slowly, keeping his darkened green eyes focused on you, the anticipation of what’s to come has your heart thudding wildly in your chest. He’s being so gentle and slow, you’re waiting for what you know is to come, you’ve heard the way he’s made girls scream over the years and the thought has your stomach in knots.

You swallow hard as he pulls his ruined shirt from his body and unbuckles his belt, tugging off his jeans and boxers, kicking them to one side. You can’t take your eyes off of him, unable to stop yourself from shamelessly checking him out, he’s fucking flawless, just as you’d expected. He looks just like you thought he would, but his cock is so much bigger than you would have dreamed. His voice soon pulls you from your ogling.

“Why bother going upstairs? I could just fuck you right here, against this door.” Jensen muses with that deadly smirk as he lets the dress slip from your body and pool at your feet, his voice has taken that tone again which makes your entire body feel like it’s on fire.

You smile back, pushing your panties down and stepping out of them and your dress, you wrap your arms around his neck.

“Guess you’d better show me what you wanna do to me, huh Sir?”

“You’re really enjoying calling me that, ain’t you sweetheart?” Jensen smirks, reaching down to pick you up. You giggle as you wrap your legs around his waist, feeling his hardness crushed between the two of you. Jensen lifts you just enough so that the head of his cock is pressing against your entrance, “this what you want baby?” he teases, letting the thick head of his cock push inside you.

Your fingers push into his hair and you grip tightly, leaning your forehead against his.

“Please Jay, Please. Fuck me.” You beg breathlessly against his parted lips. He doesn’t say anything, he doesn’t need to because as soon as the words pass your lips he sinks into you with one thrust.

“Oh God, Jensen, fuck.” You gasp out, dropping your head back against the door as your hands grip his shoulders tightly, nails digging into his soft skin.

Jensen stills inside you with a groan, fingers digging into your ass cheeks. You keep your eyes on his as you roll your hips against him. He’s so much thicker than you’d realised, stretching you out so much, it almost feels like he could break you at any moment if he wanted to. Your pussy hasn’t stopped clenching and fluttering around him. You can feel his cock already hitting spots nobody had ever managed to reach before.

“So fuckin’ tight and wet for me baby girl. You want me to move? Make you come all over my cock?”

His voice is deeper than you’ve ever heard it, “yes, move please. I need you so bad, wanna feel you.” You whine loudly, fully aware of just how desperate you sound, but you’ve never cared less about anything.

Jensen pulls out almost all the way, then that fucker smirks, before he snaps his hips forward, pulling a scream from your throat that makes him growl.

“Fuck. That’s my girl.” Jensen grunts before repeating his actions, your head makes a dull thud as it falls back against the door. The grooves of the door digging into your back as he picks up a hard and fast pace that has you speechless.

“Wanted to fuck you so bad in that bar, you felt so fucking soft, looked so sexy in that tight little dress.”

“I wish you had,” you moan loudly, feeling his cock pulse inside you and your walls flutter around him. You’re so close to falling over that edge.

“Who knew you were such a dirty little girl, we’re gonna have so much fun together.” He half laughs, half groans into your neck.

“Fuck Jay, I’m gonna come.” You whimper loudly, feeling your entire body beginning to stiffen around him.

Jensen grabs your leg and hooks it in the crook of his elbow, you cry out at the new angle, the tip of his cock is repeatedly slamming into your sweet spot. Your nails are digging into his shoulders as your eyes start to roll back.

“So fuckin’ sexy baby girl. Come on, you can do it. Want you to paint my fuckin’ cock white.”

That’s all you need to push you over the edge, your orgasm smashes into you hard, leaving you extremely glad that Jensen is holding you up against the door.

You can feel Jensen’s jaw repeatedly tensing against your shoulder as he swears under his breath. You feel his hips start to stutter and purposefully clench around him, pulling those perfect noises from his lips.

You press your lips against his ear and groan when his fingers dig tighter into your ass cheeks.

“Want you to come in my mouth, wanna lick you clean.” You all but purr, clinging to his biceps as he pauses and pulls back to meet your gaze.

“Fuck, Y/N. I’m close, you want it baby?”

You feel your pussy clench around him at the mere idea of it and nod enthusiastically with your bottom lip between your teeth.

Jensen gently pulls his cock free of your pussy and lowers you onto your shaking legs. You smirk up at him as you drop to your knees at his feet. You lick your lips as he fists his cock and starts to pump it in his fist, he holds himself up against the door with his free hand. His eyes are focused on your face as your lips part and you lick them hungrily, leaning up a little higher you wrap your lips around the tip of his perfect cock, tongue flicking back and forth over the slit.

“Shit sweetheart, just like that.” He groans loudly, gently thrusting his hips deeper into your mouth, you moan around him tasting yourself on his cock is better than you could’ve imagined. His hand falls away and moves to grip the back of your head as you take every inch you can manage.

“That’s it baby girl, fuck Y/N. I’m gonna-” He’s cut off when a deep groan fills the room and his come shoots into the back of your throat.

You do your best to swallow every precious bit of it, licking along his shaft until you’re happy you got all of it. He practically drags you to your feet when you pull away and roughly presses his lips against yours.

You squeal as he suddenly throws you over his shoulder and smacks your ass.

“Jay! What the hell?!” You question still half laughing.

You can almost hear the grin in his voice as he makes his way towards the stairs, “I ain’t done with you yet baby girl, not after that! I didn’t even get to return the favour yet.”

You watch his tight ass move as he walks up the stairs with you in tow, realising you wouldn’t want to get out of this even if you could.

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cherryblossomflowers · 4 years ago

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Her Special Day

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Reader

Summary: Jensen wants YN to have an incredible birthday, but when his plans start to fail he's worried he ruined her special day. Luckily, YN is very understanding.

Warnings: Mega Fluff, Slight Cursing, Anxiety/Panic

A/N: Happy Birthday @mlovesstories I hope your day is filled with laughter and joy. Here's a little something from me. (I also had to add a JA gif from yesterday, lol) Feedback is greatly appreciated! Enjoy!

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As he pulled into his driveway, Jensen looked down at the clock on his radio, "Okay, she should be here in about an hour. That's plenty of time to get everything set up."

Today was YN's birthday and Jensen was determined to make it an unforgettable one. After all, the two have been dating for 3 years now.

And Jensen believed it was time to take that next step.

Early that morning, he called a local flower shop to deliver a bouquet of roses to YN's office as a surprise for her birthday. Then he made a plan and got ready for the day.

His first stop was the jewelry store in town. It took some time to find the perfect diamond, but after 3 hours of careful looking, he had found it.

He didn't even flinch at the price when he swiped his credit card, especially since YN's happiness was worth more to him than any amount of money he ever had.

His next stop was the floral shop that he had the roses delivered from. He decided to buy a couple more bouquets of roses and use the petals as a romantic decoration around the house.

Finally he popped into the grocery store to pick up ingredients for YN's favorite meal: chicken parmesan. He also grabbed a chocolate cake mix, frosting, and candles, deciding that a semi-homemade birthday cake was better than having someone else make it in a bakery.

After he purchased everything, Jensen climbed back in his truck and drove to his house. He pulled into the driveway, checked the time, and got to work.

Jensen managed to get everything inside, including the ring, and into the kitchen before setting up a plan of action, "First things first: I need to get that cake made so it has time to cool. Then I need to get everything decorated. I should probably get dinner at least put together while the cake bakes."

In his entire life, Jensen had never been this nervous. He wanted YN's special day to be memorable, but he also needed this proposal to be perfect. She was the love of his life and he wanted her to always be happy.

So everything had to go right and be perfect.

After a half hour of mixing ingredients, Jensen popped the cake in the oven and got to work preparing dinner. Since he's made chicken parmesan several times over the years, mainly at YN's request, it was second nature to him.

He set the dish aside and started decorating the living room and kitchen for YN's birthday. He put one bouquet of roses in a vase and set them on the counter, then he set the table for himself and YN.

A little while later, the timer for the cake went off and he pulled the pans out of the oven. He set them on the cooling rack and slipped the chicken parmesan into the oven.

As he was cleaning up the kitchen, his phone started to ring on the counter. He picked it up and saw the picture from his and YN's first date at the water park.

He smiled as he answered, "Why hello, birthday girl."

Her giggle on the other end made his heart skip a beat, "Hello, love. Guess who got off work a half hour early?"

Jensen pulled back his phone and noticed the time, "O-oh, wow that’s...great," he had to think of something to keep her busy a bit longer, "Um, hey why don't you stop by the store a grab a bottle of wine? I spaced getting it when I was at the store earlier."

"But don't you have like rows and rows of wine in your house?"

"Y-yeah, I do. But I want you to have your favorite and we drank the last of it a week ago."

"Oh, uh, okay then. Sure, I'll stop by the store. Is there anything else I could grab?"

"Nope, that should be it. I'll see you in a bit my love," Jensen sighed in relief.

"I love you, Jay."

"Love you, too," he hung up and set his phone back on the counter, "Great, that bought me some time, but not a lot."

After grabbing the ring box from the kitchen counter, he jogged into the bedroom and swung open his closet. He looked around until he spotted the royal blue dress shirt that happened to be YN's favorite on him. He also grabbed his black slacks and dress shoes to match.

He set the ring on the nightstand by his side of the bed and changed rather quickly before walking into the bathroom to fix his hair, spray some cologne, and make sure he looked as handsome as the first time YN fell in love with him.

He took a long look at himself in the mirror and sighed, "You're all right. You can do this. You're Jensen Ross Ackles. Just a simple question: will you marry me? It's not that difficult. Just take a deep breath and relax."

He walked out of the bedroom and back towards the kitchen. As he stepped into the kitchen, he heard YN's car pulling into the driveway and he panicked.

"Shit!" he whispered, "Nothing’s ready. What do I do?"

He had to think quick on his feet, so he bolted out the front door and over to YN's car. He yanked open her driver door, which startled her.

"Jeez, Jay. Are you trying to scare me to death?" YN sighed.

"N-no, sorry. I...um..." he trailed off, trying to figure out what to say.

YN stepped out of the car and shook the bottle in her hand, "I got the wine."

"Oh, right," Jensen nodded, "I'm sorry I scared you."

"It's okay, love," she kissed his cheek, "Let's go inside and chill. I had a long day and I just want to have a nice relaxing evening with my love," she started walking towards the house.

Jensen panicked, "YN, wait!"

"What for?" she turned to him, "Awe, are you wearing that shirt because it's my birthday? Or just because it's my favorite?"

"Both, I guess," he walked up to her, "But you can't go inside."

YN rolled her eyes and smiled, "Why not?"

"Because...because..." Jensen stood behind her and covered her eyes, "It's a surprise! No peeking, okay?"

"Okay," she chuckled, "You know I'm not one for surprises, Jay."

"I know, but...trust me," he breathed, "This is a good surprise."

He kept his hands covering YN's eyes as they walked into his house. He guided her away from the kitchen and living room and towards his bedroom. He kicked the door closed behind himself, took his hands off YN's eyes, and spun her around to look at him.

"Whoa, okay. Now that I can see, what do you have up your sleeve, Jensen?" YN asked.

"Whatever do you mean, my love?" Jensen smiled, "Now, why don't you get out of your work clothes and take a long, hot bath?"

YN sighed, "That does sound nice."

"And while you do so, I'll get dinner ready."

"What's for dinner?"

"Your favorite."

YN smiled, "You're the best."

Jensen turned her around and walked her towards the bathroom, "I'll take that title for sure, but since it's your special day, I think you should take it back. All I've done is put chicken and sauce in a pan. You, m'lady," he kissed her cheek, "do more for me everyday just by breathing."

YN sighed in content, "You're going to be the death of me, Ackles."

"I love you, too," he smiled, "Now, go take a bath and meet me in the kitchen when you're done. Take as long as you need."

YN nodded as she walked into the bathroom and shut the door behind herself. Jensen let out a long sigh of relief as he walked out of the bedroom and back to the kitchen.

The cake had to be cool enough to ice by now, so he took them out of the pans and layered them on a plate. He grabbed the frosting and a spatula, and got to work on the cake. It wasn't the prettiest thing in the world, but Jensen made it himself.

He added the candles to the top then stood back to look at his handy work, "Not bad, Ackles. Not bad at all."

After setting the cake on the counter next to the vase of roses, he walked over to the dining table, picked up the last bouquet, and started pulling off the flower petals. He scattered them around the dining table then started walking back towards the bedroom while scattering more petals as a path.

When he reached the bedroom, he could hear YN's music coming from the bathroom. He smiled as he thought of how the rest of the night was going to go.

First, she'd walk out of the bathroom, her towel around her body and hair, and relaxed from her long soak. Then she'd get dressed and notice the rose petals around her feet. She'd walk out of the bedroom, down the hallway, and towards the kitchen. She'd see dinner on the table, her birthday cake, and more roses waiting for her.

And Jensen would be there, knelt down on one knee with the ring in his hand. He'd pop the question, she'd say yes (hopefully), and they'd live happily ever after.

It was perfect. Well, hopefully it would be that perfect.

Suddenly, a beeping could be heard coming from the kitchen and Jensen could smell smoke. He went into a panic as he ran out of the bedroom and towards the kitchen.

He abruptly came to a halt when he saw black smoke pouring out of the oven, "Shit! I forgot to set a timer for dinner!"

He ran into the kitchen and pulled the oven open, causing more smoke to pour out of it. He blindly reached around for something to douse the small fire and rolling black smoke.

Unfortunately that thing happened to be the vase of roses. He grabbed it and tossed it on to the flame, which ruined the flowers but extinguished the fire.

When he realized what he had done, he felt himself panic more, "Oh, no. No, no, no. This is bad. The flowers...dinner...they're both ruined."

He took a few steps back from the oven, trying to figure out a quick plan to fix this. When he moved backwards, he ended up bumping into the cake and knocking it to the ground.

He whipped around and gasped at the sight, "No! Not the cake too! What am I going to do now?!"

Just then, he heard the bedroom door squeak open and footsteps approaching the kitchen.

"Hey, uh, Jay?" YN's voice echoed in his head, "Do you, um, do you want to tell me what this is that was sitting by your side of the bed? And why there are rose petals all over the floor?"

She walked down the hallway towards the kitchen, but paused when she saw the devastating sight in front of her.

There was Jensen on his hands and knees trying to somehow salvage the cake that had dropped. YN took a few steps towards him before he looked up at her with tears in his eyes.

She gasped when she saw his face, "Jensen? Honey, what happened?"

Jensen wiped his eyes, "I-I messed everything up. The chicken parmesan is burnt to a crisp, the flowers went up in flames, a-and I knocked over the cake," then he noticed the box in her hand, "Oh, no. Y-you didn't...open that did you?"

"No, not yet," YN shook her head, "I assumed it was a birthday gift that you wanted me to open with you."

He sighed, "Well, the entire night is ruined anyway. You might as well open it."

She glanced down at the box then back at Jensen, "Honey, the night isn't ruined. So dinner got a little burnt and the cake is on the ground and the flowers are toast. So what?" she knelt down next to him, "It doesn't matter."

He blinked up at her, "But your birthday-"

"Is just another day, love," she interrupted him, "You could've just popped in a movie, ordered a pizza, and we could have cuddled up on the couch. Just the fact that you tried to hard to make it perfect let's me know how much you really care about me. I love you so much."

Jensen smiled, "I love you, too, YN. And I'm sorry about all of this."

"Don't worry about it," she kissed him, "How about I help you clean up all of this then we'll watch a movie, drink some wine and relax?"

"I like that idea," he nodded, "I'll handle the cake if you want to try and get the pan of food out of the oven."

YN and Jensen stood from the floor and got to work. After YN placed the ring box on the counter, she walked over to the oven, grabbed potholders, and pulled out the dish. She placed it in the sink and started running water on it to cool it down enough to clean it.

Meanwhile, Jensen pulled the trashcan over to start cleaning the cake off the floor. He grabbed cake by the handful and tossed them in the trashcan.

It took roughly a half hour or more to clean up the mess in the kitchen. Jensen and YN had to change their clothes once they finished as Jensen was covered in cake frosting and sweat while YN was covered in burnt chicken parm and soapy water.

Once back in the living room, YN collapsed on the couch with a heavy sigh, "I could use a glass of wine."

Jensen chuckled, "I think I can handle that."

"You sure?" YN asked.

"Hardy har har," he rolled his eyes as he walked into the kitchen, "That was so funny."

He poured two glasses of wine and moved to walk out of the kitchen when the ring box caught his eye. He had completely forgotten about proposing to her after everything had happened.

Jensen grabbed the box and took a breath, "It's now or never."

He walked back into the living room and handed a glass of wine to YN. She took it from him and immediately took a satisfying sip.

"Wow, who knew wine was the key to your happiness," he chuckled as he sat next to her and put his glass on the table.

"Well, not exactly. Just a long day," she sighed and took another sip.

Jensen took a breath and held out the box, "YN, um-"

"Oh, my birthday present," she set the wine glass on the table.

"Sort of," he smirked, "Look, I know that I'm not a perfect guy. I know that I mess up from time to time, and it's mainly from my nerves. Things like tonight, I know it won't be the last time they happen. But out of all the things I know, there is one that tops them all: I know for a fact that I love you and that you love me back."

YN felt tears welling up in her eyes, "Oh, Jay."

"I've done a lot of thinking lately. And I've come to 3 conclusions: 1) I am a huge dork who's dating the most beautiful and amazing woman on the planet. 2) That amazing woman has had me wrapped around her finger from the first moment we locked eyes. And 3) The finger needs a little something more to make it official," Jensen opened the box to reveal the ring.

YN gasped, "Jensen..."

He smiled at her with tears in his eyes, "I love you, YN YLN. Would you do me the incredible honor of becoming Mrs. YN Ackles?"

"Oh my gosh, Jensen. Y-you're being serious, right? This isn't some prank o-or some cruel joke, right?" she was shaking from shock.

"No, baby. This is real. This is 100% real," he took her hand, "So, what do you say?"

YN chuckled, "What do I say? What do you mean 'what do I say'?" she leaned forward and kissed him, "Yes, Jensen, of course I'll marry you."

"Really? Yes?!" Jensen smiled his mega watt smile as he took the ring out and slide it on her finger.

YN took a long look at the ring, "This is gorgeous, honey."

"I couldn't find the exact one that you wanted, but I hope you'll love it just the same," he kissed her hand.

"It's perfect," she reached for her wine glass, "To my handsome fiance. He has his quirks, but he always keeps a smile on my face."

Jensen lifted his own glass, "And to the birthday girl, my gorgeous fiance. There's not a single flaw about her, well maybe except her small phone addiction-"

"Hey, now," YN interrupted him, "I am the owner of a company. I kind of have to be on my phone from time to time."

"But regardless of that," Jensen chuckled, "she's always there for me no matter how clumsy I get."

"To us," YN clinked her glass against Jensen's.

"To the future Mr. and Mrs. Ackles," Jensen nodded.

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i-like-it-when-ju-sleeps · 4 years ago

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I Am The Apocalypse (Part 1)

Pairing: Jay Halstead x Sarah (OC)

Summary: Takes place during Chicago Fire 3x18. Sarah is a doctor at Med and in a long term relationship with Jay. She is at Med when the grenade goes off.

It was still very early when Sarah Hale’s alarm clock woke her up. Groaning, she reached out to turn it off, letting her head fall back on the pillow with a sigh. She turned her head slightly and checked behind her shoulder to see if Jay was still asleep. Her alarm did not seem to have woken him up, for which she was very grateful. She wiped the sleep out of her eyes gently, letting out a small yawn, before swinging her legs off the bed and sleepily walking towards the bathroom to get ready for the day. After a quick shower, she threw a pair of jeans on, along with a basic light grey shirt. She tried her best to make sure she looked awake, despite being tired, and brushed through her hair before making her way to the kitchen.

She was greeted with the smell of toast and coffee and Jay standing there in a dark blue t-shirt and his boxers, his back to her. She smiled softly, making her way to him without making a sound.

“Hi” she greeted putting both hands on his shoulders and getting on her tip-toes to peck his cheek, making him smile. “Sorry my alarm woke you” she said sheepishly, rubbing his shoulder softly.

“That’s fine” he chuckled dismissively, turning around to face her. “I had to wake up anyway, got some paperwork back at the station”

He put his hand on her waist and leaned against the kitchen counter so that she stood between his legs. She looked down to her hands, which were set on his that were resting on her waist, and let her hands roam up his upper arm. Looking up, she could see Jay’s infamous smirk, the one he usually wore when they were in this position. She tried to ignore the look he was giving her, but still put her hands behind his neck and subconsciously got closer.

“Is your brother up yet?” she asked, “I told him I’d give him a ride but I’m almost ready and I don’t think he’s awake”.

“Well, if you heard him last night, you’ll know he must be a bit tired” he joked and she rolled her eyes, a slight frown making its way onto her face.

“Right… But I really busted my ass to get him this job, so he better not be late on his first day.” She grumbled and he laughed. She slapped his shoulder lightly, even though she couldn’t fight the smile growing on her face, before she kept on talking. “I’m serious, I’m not getting him out of this if he messes up, you know that right?”

“I know. And thank you for getting him this job, I owe you one” he said seriously and gave her a peck on the lips.

“Damn right you do” She joked before she grabbed a toast and took a bite of it, getting out of his arms. Fifteen minutes later, she was ready to go with a cup of coffee in her hand. She gave Jay, who was now showered and dressed, one last kiss before she left, promising that she would kick his brother’s ass if he didn’t show up today. And with that, she made her way to Chicago Med.

Jay shook his head a little, chuckling to himself before he went back to his bathroom to finish getting ready. He was pouring himself a cup of coffee when a young brunette wearing a shirt and her underwear appeared in the kitchen. He looked at her cautiously as he didn’t know exactly how she would react.

“Hey. Hi. Good morning”

“Melanie” the girl introduced herself extending her hand for him to shake.

“Jay.” he said shaking her hand “Will’s brother.” when said man arrived trying to tie his tie. He kissed the girl he had spent the night with, and she left to his room to change. “When do you have to be at work?” Jay asked his brother although he already knew the answer. Will was going to get an earful from Sarah once he’d get there.

“Ten minutes ago?” Will answered although it came out more like a question.

“Well you know Sarah’s going to kick your ass, right? It’s your fist day.” Jay complained, trying to motivate him.

“First and last as it turns out.” he said without a care in the world as he looked around the fridge oblivious to his brother’s glare. “Almond milk? You don’t have any regular milk in there?”

“You’re joking?” Jay asked incredulously.

“No. I got to get back.” he shrugged.

“Get back? To what? I thought the partners kicked you out of the practice.” Jay exclaimed.

“They did, but... now, this may come as a shock to you... there are other practices in New York City.” Will joked sarcastically.

“Hey, how 'bout, for once, you see something all the way through.” The older brother said with the same tone.

“Wow, you sound like the old man.”

“There it is. I mean, that is why you're blowing back out of town, right?”

“What do you care?” Will grumbled

“Just give it a couple weeks. At least. You never know. And you owe it to Sarah, she’s the one who got you the job”

“I got to go.” His brother mumbled leaving to get to the hospital. This left Jay sighing alone in the kitchen, hoping his brother would act more mature.

Once she got to the hospital, Sarah greeted the nurses who were there as she made her way to the ER doctor’s resting room. She noticed two legs coming from behind the fridge and chuckled a bit as she dropped her stuff and spoke up.

“Good morning Hannah” she greeted.

“Sarah” said woman grunted which made her laugh under her breath once more.

“Broken appliances again?” she said as she noticed the tools in her colleague’s hand. Dr Tramble hummed as an answer. “Well if you don’t need help, I’m going to go get some coffee if you want some.” she offered.

“I’m good thanks. But go ahead.” and so Sarah left to get coffee seeing as her shift wasn’t starting for another ten minutes or so. When she got back, she heard two voices.

“Hannah”

“I know who you are Dr Tramble. Will Halstead.”

“You.” Sarah said pointing at Will making herself known “You better not be late again. I am never helping ever again alright.” she said with a half-playful glare.

“I’m sorry but it’s just…” he chuckled, raising his hands in mock defense

“No excuses” she said and went to the fridge to see it fixed. “Nice work Hannah.” she praised.

“Thanks. Oh, and I am by the way.” she told Will.

“What?”

“Published.”

“Shared credit with three other doctors.” Another voice was heard.

“Published is published, April.” Hannah said teasingly.

“We're about to get slammed.” April informed and they all sighed following her to the ER. They met with Sharon Goodwin, the woman who ran the hospital. Many people were coming in, accompanied by the firefighters from house 51. Sarah nodded at them as they made their way in.

“What’s going on?” Hannah asked.

“Industrial ammonia leak. 30 plus are on their way here, and we're already full up with flu patients.” Goodwin explained.

“Round up as many O2 tanks as you can find.” Sarah told a nurse that went by and she nodded before leaving to get them. “Sharon Goodwin, Dr. Will Halstead.” She introduced.

“Yeah, yeah. We met at the interview.” She dismissed

“About that...” Will started

“Yeah, I'm late for a meeting, Doctor. Enjoy your first day.” She told him as she left, leaving him standing there with a dumbfounded expression.

“I'm gonna run over to urgent care, discharge as many as I can to free up the space. You start getting them sorted, and we'll go from worst to ‘I'm not gonna die today.’” Hannah told the two other doctors as she left the room. The woman who stayed turned to Will with a raised eyebrow and a tight smile.

They started sorting the patients, or at least they tried without any success, so April tried to find a way to help. She was trying to get everyone’s attention in vain when Severide decided to step up.

“Listen up!” his voice boomed in the entire ER. April turned to him and nodded in thanks.

“All right, we are going to have a very full day here. And I understand none of you feel well, but we're gonna need help from you as well as patience. If you're here because of the ammonia leak, I'm gonna need you on this side of the room when I say so. If you're here because of the flu or something non-life-threatening, I'm gonna...” A man started to walk towards her, dragging his chair with him “Sir, not yet, please. I need everyone...” April stuttered as the man stood on his chair.

“If you thought Ebola was a nightmare, I am the apocalypse!” The man yelled. He looked incredibly sick and raised his hand with which he was holding a grenade. People started gasping and screaming in fear. The man activated the grenade and the room was tense “Death to all Americans. You're all dead in two weeks.” was the last thing he said before the grenade went off.

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aliasimagines · 4 years ago

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Helloo could if you’re not busy can I request batboys with a batsis who has a full head of white hair. Then one day she finally opens up about it, that she was a lab rat for the Al Ghouls who would kill her and place her in the Lazarus pit over and over again. How would they react?? Bonus if Bruce is added to the mix. I want to feel pain :))

World cont: 1544

Warnings: mention of death (reader's death🤷🏻‍♀️), saaadnessss

A/N:Hello, sorry it took a bit longer for me to write this one. Hope you like it anyway!

It was one of those rare occasions when Dick managed to get most of you to the manor. It was a ’family slumber party’ as he called it. You watch all kinds of movies, play board games, sleep on the couch or in pillow forts, and of course..there is no patrolling for that night.

You liked these nights. You found it comforting to be around family and even if there were minot fights, it was a great time.

You rushed uo the stairs to the manors door witg your bag hanging loosely on your shoulder. You went to grab the handle but the door opened before you could so anything.

„Alfred! Hi!” you jumped inside, quickly hugging him.

„Welcome Miss Y/N!”

„It smells delicious in here! What are you making?”

„Oh I’m afraid I can’t take all the credit for it as Master Jason is helping me in the kitchen. We are making vegetarian lasagne as Master Damian requested it. Would you like to join us?”

You smiled and nodded.

„Yes, I’ll be there in a minute, I’m just putting down my bag. Is Dick here, yet?”

„Oh yes. Master Dick is in the living room. I assume he ia still lecturing your younger brothers.”

Yiu chuckled, Tim and Damian were probably fighting again. That sounds like them. Hah. You went to greet them in the living room with a smile but than you heard them shouting. Ah, yes, definitely fighting.

„ I told you Drake! It is my turn on choosing activities for tonight. And we are playing monopoly.”

„And I have told you, demon, that it is my turn and we are playing scotland yard!” Tim noticed you walking slowly towards them and turned to you in a flash. „Y/N! Tell them it is my turn!”

„Oh no! You’re so not dragging me into this.” you said with raised hands. Instead yiu walked over to the oldest brother and hugged him. „Hi Dickie”

„Hi, little wing.”he hugged you back before shouting” I have a solution! I will choose the game so there won’t be any issue. „

„Wow you started a war. „ you slowly backed away as you saw both Damian and Tim raise a few pillows.” It was nice knowing you Tim, Dick. Go get them Dami!”

And with that you were on your way to the kitchen. After putting on an apron and greeting Jason you helped him and Alfred with the food. You also made cookies and some other snacks. Once everything was done, or in the oven Jason and you decided to look of the others haven’t killed each other. Entering the living room you saw all three of them sitting on the couch, Dick sitting between Tim and Damian. Dick was flipping through the channels when he saw you.

„Is the food ready??”

„Nah, but it will be shortly.” Jason siad while getting comfy in an armchair. He gestured to the bigger, black leather armchair.

„The old man?”

„Still working in the cave.” said Tim slightly annoyed. „But he should be here soon”

„That’s what he said an hour ago... Whatever. Are we gonna play or what?”

„Yes! Finally! Thanks Jaybird! Uhm... Let’s get started with some slumber plarty games, shall we?”

You groaned, glaring at both Jason and Dick.

„Yeah, thanks Jaybird.” he only flashed you a smirk.

„Let’s play truth or dare!”

„Dick, I already told you, it’s not fun to play these games with your siblings.” you said rolling your eye. Tim nodded in agreement, Damian still stared at the tv with disgust written all over his face.

„Okay I’ll start!” said Dick, practically beaming with excitement.

„I dare you to shut up?” asked Tim hopefully. Dick raised his shoulders in a „What can I do?” way and covered his mouth but gestured at Damian that now it’s his turn ask Tim. Never have you seen any other 13 year old glaring like that.

„Sure, Drake why are you such a moron?”

„Geez, no. You’re not starting thia again. Damian ask me a question instead, please.”

„Tt.” he pushed his tongue against his teeth before turning his attention from Tim, to you.”Fine. I’ve been meaning to ask. Why the white hair? I mean you had it for... What? A year now? I stil don’t get it.”

To say that you weren’t expecting that was an understatement. Your thoughts traveled back to the reasons why your hair looked like it did. Your head was filled with your own screams, images of torture and than everything going green. You felt cold and you shivered all of the sudden.

„Oh, she obviously dyed it this way so she would match my little streak here. Because I’m her favorite brother.” Jason smiled and looked at you. But his smile quickly disappeared as he saw how pale you were. You sank down on the chair which you were standing next to.

„I.. I didn’t dye it.” you said barley louder then a whisper. Jay raised an eyebrow at you.

„Than why is it white, sis?” looking around you saw that all your brothers were starting at you now with more and more concern on their faces.

„I.. Whatever. It’s not important. Let’s just move on with the game and-„

„Y/N.” it waa Dick. His voice gentle but full of worry.

„I... My hair is white...because of the..”you swallowed trying not to break down. You never told them. Not because you didn’t trust them with it or anything but because you didn’t want them to be concerned or get some ideas about having revenge. Besides... Dying several times was not that easy to talk about. „because of the lazarus pit.”

Their shocked expressions ment you have some explaining to do.

„Remember that secret mission I went on a year ago? The one that lasted for a few months? Well...there were no mission. I wanted to get out of town for a few days, maybe a week with my friends but I never actually got to my friend’s weekend house because I was kidnapped. They kept me in the dark, I was tortured and eventually... I died. I remember how cold it was, how dark and lonely... And than everything was green. I was floating, then drowning. I felt my eyes burning as well as my throat. I felt my whole body burning in fact. And... „ you felt someone grasping your hand but you just guessed it was Jason because your vision became blurry from the tears that were threatening to fall out.” And it wasn’t the last time. I actually lost count after the 16th occasion... It happened over and over again – and I – They used me as a lab rat. Killing me, torturing me and then throwing me into that damn green fluid.” you said a sob escaping your lips.

„ Why haven’t you spoke about this?” it took you a few moments to realize whose voice it was, because the blood rushing in your ear made it much harder. But the voice was coming from behind you, so it wasn’t the boys, they all sat in front of you, besides Jason who sat next to you. It was Bruce. He came up from the cave. Trying to wipe your tears you turned around. You couldn’t read his face, not that it was anything unusual.

„I didn’t think it was necessary. I could handle it on my own.”

„Y/N that’s the stupidest thing I have ever heard. We are a family. You don’t need to handle anything your own. That’s why we are here for you. I... I know it’s not- We are not a normal family. I know. And I sorry but tge fact that we dress in armored suits from night to night doesn’t mean we can’t talk to each other. Even if it seems the opposite I will always have time for all of you.” he pulled you up gently into a hug. You cried, but you weren’t the only one. You felt a tear dropping on your head, meaning Bruce was crying too. You soon felt all the others join in for the hug.

„ I’m sorry I didn’t tell you... „you heard yourself saying after a good few minutes.” I love you all so much. And... Thank you dad. „

Bruce only noded, not being able to say anything but it was fine. It was a comfortable silence. You felt loved. You all looked up aa Damain got up.

„ Where are going?” asked Tim.

„To get revenge.”

„No.” Jason shook his head. He looked like a beaten puppy. He knew what you were going through and how hard it was to say those things out loud.

„You sure not saying that this should go unnoticed?”

„No. I agree with you. But not now, Damian. She needs us. You included. Don’t leave now.” Damian was taking back from his brothers calm tone but came back down. You were let go from the embrace and saw your father weakly smiling at Jason.

„Can we... Sit down and have the rest of the family night, please?”

Everyone sat back down, somehow all of you managed to fit on the couch, and wrapped yourself in comfortable blankets and cuddled for the rest of the night.

#angst #batfam angst #batfamily imagine #batfamily #Batfamily x reader #basis reader #batfam x batsis #batman imagine #jason todd imagines #dick grayson imagine #damian wayne imagine #tim drake imagine #alfred pennyworth imagine #alias imagines #request

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siimjaeyun · 4 years ago

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Chapter 1: Beast from Below

Synopsis: When five teens set their hearts on mystery solving, maybe they'll just uncover something that's a lot bigger than fake masks.

Series Masterlist

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"Another mystery solved!" Five palms met at the center before the metal bars behind them clasped shut; once more did they find themselves enclosed at the city jail.

"Time and time again. Must I remind you kids about not interfering with city affairs."

The man pinched his nose bridge before giving them a piercing look through the cage. They expected nothing less from Chief Kim: always bossing them around like toddlers and painting them as fools.

"Just fantastic. Can't wait for another pep talk from my father." Heeseung fell to the ground dramatically as he looked at his four friends. This occurrence of the city jail never fazed them, and at this point, neither did the fear of being punished by his father.

A couple minutes elapsed before Chief Kim made his way back to the five teens in the cell. With one movement, the door bolted open, allowing them to go home at once.

"Wow. Only an hour wait. New record." Sunoo mischievously smiled and hung his shoulder over Jungwon, his shorter companion.

"Beats that time we spent the night." Sunghoon only scoffed at the duo, no longer amazed by the words that came out of their mouths.

"Heeseung! Y/n! Hurry up won't you!" You and heeseung strutted through the doors of the city building. You knew heeseung would be faced with utter disappointment from his father, head of the city, but you knew he could care less at this point.

"Park y/n!" You hated the voice trailing in front of you. Your eyes slowly made their way to meet your brothers, a teen boy who's purpose in life was to delight others and be the puppet of any tiger parent.

"Go away Jay." You shoved him in the opposite direction and tried to make your way into the van. Frankly, he was the last person you wanted to see.

"Mom and dad asked me to pick you up. Jungwon and Sunoo as well." He eyed the youngsters goofing off in the background, and when they met his gaze, they walked off the van.

"Catch you guys later okay?" Sunghoon and Heeseung drove off in the mini-van, leaving the four in silence.

You said nothing and sat in the back seat of the old Honda. The smell of pine was obvious, and the stack of prep books in the back seat didn't faze you either.

Jay dropped off Sunoo and Jungwon at their home, and later made his way back to your own.

"It wouldn't hurt to stay out of trouble y'know." He finally broke the silence and looked at you through the car mirror.

"I could care less about what you think. Plus, city jail visits from mysteries beat being my parent's trophy any day."

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"You should've seen our parents look. I think they don't bother with grounding us anymore." Jungwon continued to chat about the lack of punishment he and Sunoo received.

"Mine don't mind at this point. They told me to might as well study forensics if I'm into silly mysteries." Sunghoon laughed a bit and scanned the tension of the van.

"Better than whatever my father, the head of the city, had to say. He just laughed and insisted I be a role model." Heeseung added to the conversation as he drove the kids in the van. Being designated driver had its perks and its downs.

"I think I win considering Jay fucking perfect Park had to try to give me the 'stay out of trouble' peptalk." You crossed your arms and entertained yourself with the surrounding buildings. Trees, children running, a giant monster coming out the sewer.

"Heeseung!!" Abruptly, a pile of fog escaped from the sewer, blinding Heeseung who tried his best to stop the van from crashing.

"Looks like a mystery has arrived." Once Heeseung was safely able to stop the car, the rest of you left the van as well.

Small droplets of water dancing were heard from the ground below. The five of you climbed down the ladder, stepping with caution of course.

You trailed off with Sunghoon and let the bright light of your flashlights illuminate the cave.

"Why are we in a cave?" Confusion struck your minds, there was supposed to be a river of sewage water. Why you had stepped foot on a cave tricked your minds.

The teens continued to explore the cave, sharp rocks and pools of water were at your feet. As the light continued to roam the black and gray walls of the cave, a golden object shined from afar.

"Sunghoon, look." You picked up the object and your hands met with a locket. The locket opened and revealed a photograph of a young couple, probably of your same age. Before you could ponder more about the couple, a terrified shriek left Sunoo's mouth.

"What's wrong!??" Heeseung followed Sunoo's fingers and he came face to face with petrified bodies.

Three workers were frozen in a pile of green goop.

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"So?" Jungwon asked the officer with signs of intriguement, but he was not interested in the young one's questions.

"Dad." You turned and saw Mr.Lee make his way to Heeseung, grasping his shoulders once he had arrived.

"Do us a favor and go to school." He left almost immediately, and you were scared about what would happen next.

Turns out that 'next event' meant running away with one of the green creatures.

When you had arrived at school, Sunghoon and Heeseung plopped the green creature onto the table of Professor Kang, the science teacher.

"You think you can help?"

Professor Kang placed the stethoscope around his neck and began inspecting the creature.

"Well, it's alive; I'll tell you that." He continued to pace around the table, hesitant in informing the group about the odd human in front of them.

"Hey, sorry to bother you Professor Kang, but um...I was hoping to submit my form." A boy stood awkwardly by the door with a thin piece of paper in his hand. His black hair covered most of his forehead, and the only visible part was his shy smile.

"Come in, you weren't interrupting anything. In the meantime, I suggest you go off with this thing." Professor Kang turned his way to address the newcomer in the room; the boy responded and followed him to his desk.

"Quickly, quickly, I've got a class to teach!" Professor Kang left the room once attending to the stranger's needs.

"You heard the man, lift with your legs." You giggled slightly as you saw Sunoo hesitate at touching the green slime.

"You guys need help?" The voice behind you observed quietly, and almost gasped slightly when seeing what exactly you were trying to carry.

"It's fine, but thanks." Heeseung threw the body over his shoulders and made his way out the door.

"You're Jake right?" Sunghoon immediately began a conversation with the young boy, and didn't see his friends waiting by the door.

"Wanna come?"

The three of you wanted to kill Sunghoon for inviting a stranger to these sort of things, but it was merely too late and the unknown boy looked too nice to shoo away.

"Sure, beats sitting through Professor Min's lecture."

Jake trailed behind the trio as he chatted with Sunghoon. Heeseung through the van spotted the newcomer, and was slightly confused considering no one had ever tagged alonged.

"We've got a monster to catch, hurry and get in the van!" You opened the door with force and welcomed Jake into the back.

"This is Jake by the way, he's joining us for today." Sunoo introduced Heeseung to Jake, letting his mouth ramble on about the few details he had already learned.

"Where to captain?"

"RM's studio of course." The rhythm of the music played quietly in the background, and they all found comfort in having Jake around, they didn't expect themselves to be given their history.

"So you guys travel in a van solving mysteries?"

"Pretty much. We get thrown in the city jail occasionally." Jungwon mentioned the detail nonchalantly and expected Jake's natural surprise.

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It was late that night when the group gave back the body to Professor Kang.

The teacher's steps were audible as he trailed back and forth between one table to the next. He became startled at the sudden noise of the janitor mopping in the hallway. He peered outward and went back to his work.

Before long, and with an audible gasp, his body was now entrapped and enclosed in the similar green goop on the ceiling.

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"It's all my fault!" Heeseung banged his head on the table and looked at his friends with a sad expression.

"Don't say that. After all, besides Jake, we all helped steal the body from the authorities." Sunoo patted his back gently and observed Jake who placed a container of green smush on the table.

"I managed to collect a sample, maybe it'll help us."

Jungwon and Sunoo were drawn to the fruity smell, and hunger couldn't stop them from nearing the sample of the monster.

"Don't eat that!!!" Before they could stop him, Jungwon and Sunoo had already placed the oozing substance into their mouths.

"This is lime sorbet.."

"It's Ricky's Rickwracks." Confused, but curious, the other teens dipped their index finger into the mush and tasted it as well.

"You're right...I think we just got our next clue." Sunghoon smirked at the rest of his friends and grabbed the keys from Heeseung's left pocket.

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[RICKY'S RICKWRACK]

"Since Jake, Sunoo and Jungwon are the shortest, they get to shimmy through the air ducts and open the back door."

"How come y/n isn't coming? We're the same height!"

"Because I refused." You gave him a bright smile and helped the three unbolt the door.

The trio crawled their way through the ducts and yelled loudly when they hit the ground after their sudden fall.

"We didn't mean to crush your body on the first day Jake."

They opened the door and let the three bodies waiting outside came in. The restaurant was dark, slightly humid, and oddly quiet.

"Scream if you see anything." Sunghoon and Jake led you through the left corridor and the others headed right.

There wasn't much to see, but when you had turned your back to face the door, it closed shut. Your six fists banged on the door continuously, but you figured it was useless.

"Y/n! Sunghoon! Jake!" Heeseung's voice echoed behind the door, and he managed to pry it open.

"My hero!" You happily hugged him and it didn't surprise him; apart from your hard exterior, you often liked skinship with others.

"SUNGHOON HYUNG!" the four of you ran back to see Jungwon pointing at a figure, and behold, it was the monster from below.

His bright green and sticky appearance startled you, but his roar bounced louder causing your feet to quickly flee.

Jake had become frozen; it was his first encounter of course. You took hold of his hand and ran off with him.

Constant twists and turns led you through one hall and the next. The six of you managed to head back to the closet that once trapped you.

"I-i think it's g--ahh!" You fell backwards and pushed a box aside by mistake. It was no mistake however.

It was a hole and hidden for a good reason. You jumped first and met eyes with a familiar cave.

The carts and marked arrows in the ground were a good reminder that it was no mistake.

"Follow the arrows."

Sunghoon led the way and you found containers of the same green substance from the monster. It startled you at first, but why had there been this in the first place ?

"Wouldn't this path lead to the bank?"

"By why would he need a path?"

"I'm assuming there's another type of dessert old Ricky likes to indulge in."

"Take those items, let's build ourselves a trap.."

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They handled the ropes and buckets in every step.

Sunoo and Jungwon handled leading the creature into the cave, running in terror like always; they were the bait.

"Now!" The trap was set off, a toss here, a toss there, and the cage landed everywhere but on top of the monster.

It continued to chase them, and they soon found themselves trapped inside the cage. Well, everyone but you and Jake.

The two of you continued to run and eventually your two pairs of feet met a dead end.

"I'll help you up."

Jake mounted you on his back and hoisted you enough to get a hold of the floor from Ricky's Rickwracks. With enough strength, you pulled yourself up and stretched your hand towards Jake to pull him up. The two of you continued to play a game with the monster on your trail.

In the meantime, the four boys played with the bolts of the cage until it managed to come loose. They went back to you and Jake and grabbed the hose of the lime sherbet.

At the right time, the creature was pushed towards the wall by the force of the blasting sherbet. His body was now too cocooned like his previous victims.

"What do you think you're doing!?" Chief Kim walked into the store through the front door alongside Heeseung's father, Mayor Lee.

"Well we caught the monster from below of course! Ricky couldn't fool me." But unknowingly, Ricky walked through the door.

"I called the police when my alarm went off."

"Then who?" Jungwon did the honors of pulling off the mask revealing the human within.

"Professor Kang!"

"That's right. When I discovered the cave while looking for samples for science class, I knew I had found my ticket out of this place! I used Ricky's sorbet to cocoon people who came too close and used the costume to scare people off. I even did it to myself to throw you people off. I would've gotten away with it too, if it wasn't for you meddling kids!"

"But Mr.Kang, what about this locket?" You held the pendant to an eyes view but his answer let you know it didn't belong to him.

"I say we celebrate at RM's Studio !"

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The soft music let you guys know of another job well done. A loud ring broke through the silence and Sunoo went ahead to answer it.

"Welcome to RM's studio mix, what can we do for you?"

"You're all doomed!" The seven of you, including RM, closed around the recorder.

"You should've never taken the locket out of the cave, but now you've done it. You've found a truth that has been hidden...a true mystery behind Seoul City has begun."

And just like that, the room went silent.

#enhypen #kpop #jake #jay #heeseung #sunoo #sunghoon #niki #jungwon #enhypen scenarios #enhypen imagines #jake imagines #heeseung imagines

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thedoublebunny · 3 years ago

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What A Fu*king Night

What A Fu*king Night (JK FF/BTS)

Paring: Jungkook x Reader (Kat)

Genre: Dating/ Smut/ Fluff/

Words: 6,868

Rating: 17+

Summery: It is Prom Night, and you are out searching for your boyfriend, Jungkook. The entire night is filled with drama and tea, so feel free to come and spill it.

Warnings: Sexual intercourse takes place. Language. Mentioning of alcohol. Sexual harassment. Fights.

Disclaimer: This is my first ever Tumblr fanfic I have ever written. I got inspiration for this from a dream and I plan to take every dream I have and turn it into ff. Everything that happens in this story is not all from the dream, obviously I took the key points and added a lot of details. Also, like I said, this is made up from a dream so none of the characters have participated in any of these events (Just putting it out there). And only the female character’s along with Jonah is my own creation. I do not own BTS. Enjoy!

She smoothed out her dress before looking over at her best friend in the darkened vehicle. Her light baby blue dress made from silk traveling down to her ankles illuminated the darkness. Where Kat’s pitch black tight one only made it a little above the knees. The sleeves hugging her arms comfortably as they snaked down to her wrists. They both had quite revealing items suggesting both their chests were half on display, but they both knew that it was meant for only one person. Well, a different person for each.

The limo they rented came to a halt just outside the entrance, where it revealed a beautiful velvet red carpet scrolled out on the floor leading towards a beautifully decorated archway.

Kat smiled, already picturing what tonight would have in store for them. “We’re a bit early.” Tyler said beside her. “That’s alright, gives us more time to spend with everyone.” Kat smirked over her shoulder at her best friend.

They got out the vehicle and stood side by side, Tyler’s hair was braided back in a stunning French plait. Whilst Kat’s hair was loose, draping over her shoulders with its recently dyed color.

People who were waiting outside began to gape at the two girls. One blonde, one brunette. No one would think otherwise as they were the duo since kindergarten.

Linking arms with smiles plastered on both their faces, they strid towards the entrance. Pretty white flowers caressed an archway along with vines snaking up the sides.

The bouncer smiled at them both. “Evening ladies. Names?” He held up a clipboard.

“Kat Raymond and Tyler Rhooney.” Kat said.

“Alright, and who are your dates tonight, ladies?” He smirked this time.

Tyler rolled her eyes. “Jeon Jungkook and Kim Taehyung.”

The bouncer’s smirk faltered a little as he ticked off both their names. “Ah, they are already inside, go on ahead.” He gestured.

They both stepped through the archway, Tyler being attacked by a rogue vine in the process before gaping at the interior.

It was huge. Of course, their school had to be over dramatic with renting an entire stadium because the school’s gym was too basic.

They both started walking, taking in every detail. From the various tents scattered around the field to the dance floor set up in the middle of it. To the huge disco lights surrounding the entire place.

Tyler glanced up at the open sky. “God, lets pray it doesn’t rain.”

Kat nudged her as if to say, “don’t jinx it”.

Just as they were about to go off to find anyone they knew, someone was jogging up to them looking heavily out of breath.

“Is that Tae?”

“I think that’s Tae.”

“Is he wearing a bandana?”

“Oh God.”

He halted in front of them, bending over trying to catch his breath. “Hey guys.”

“Hey, babe.” Tyler put a hand on his arm. “Is everything okay?”

“Where’s Jay?” Kat asked, looking around.

“That’s the question, isn’t it?” Tae gasped.

“Huh?” Tyler patted him on the back.

“I can’t find him.” He coughed.

“What? But didn’t you guys arrive together?” Kat asked.

“Actually no. He left early because someone called him to come help with the lights.” He was still wheezing.

“And what’s that?” Kat pointed at the hanger holding up some black fabric.

“His tux.”

Tyler snorted. Kat gaped. “He didn’t…”

“He did. Left without changing. So, me being the good friend that I am, brought it for him to change, but now I can’t find the dumbass.”

Kat placed her hand upon her temple. “Of course he forgot. Okay, Tae, we will help you look for him.”

“Thanks. But can you find him quick? These pants are starting to chafe.” He said, doing semi lunges where he stood, showing true discomfort upon his face.

Tyler bit her lip, trying not to laugh.

“We’ll try.” Kat said, trying not to look over the man’s area.

“Okay, I’m gonna’ check the food court again.” And then he was off, running in such a way that suggested what was going on down under.

They both looked at each other, a small bit of pity in their eyes.

“Okay, I think we should split up. You check the dance floor, and I’ll check the tables over there.” Kat eyes a group of tables where a bunch of people hung out at.

Tyler nodded and set off, picking up her dress in the process.

Kat ventured over to the tables, already scanning each of them. She knew he wouldn’t be here, but it didn’t hurt just looking.

“Hey, Kat!” Someone from one of the tables called her. She snapped her head in the direction and saw Brian with his group. She walked over.

“Hey Brian.” She stopped at the end of the table.

“Looking for something?” He asked her with the creepiest set of hungry eyes she could imagine.

“More like someone. Have you seen Jay?” She asked, folding her arms over her chest, since that was where his eyes were lurking.

“Sadly, no. But you are more than welcome to hang out with us.” He smirked again. The rest of the group snickering.

Kat grimaced. “I’ll pass, thanks.” She turned around and strode off, hearing a few whistles and cheering coming from behind.

Idiots.

She decided to go find the rest of the guys, hoping they might have seen him. They were all chilling in the bleachers. But before she could reach them, someone grabbed her hand.

“Kat! You’re here!” Danny Reebro greeted her with a bright smile.

“Hey Danny! Nice dress!” Kat gestured to her maroon colored dress which flowed out in silk.

She smiled down at it. “Thanks, Jin picked it out.” Her cheeks turned a light shade of pink. “So, you gonna join us over by the bleachers?”

Kat shook her head. “Unfortunately, not yet. I can’t find Jay.” She scanned the area around them.

“Oh, I know where he is.”

Kat whipped her head back around. “You do? Where?”

“Follow me.” Danny grabbed her wrist and pulled her across the field to one of the tents. “He’s been in the VIP tent fixing the lights since 3pm. You have a dedicated one.” She smirked over her shoulder at Kat, which blushed in response. She did indeed.

They reached the tent and Kat peeked inside. There he was, standing on top the stage before a big turntable covered in wires and such. He looked extremely focused which made Kat a little uneasy on the knees. Something turning in her stomach as she admired crease on his face. Damn he looked hot.

“Come find us when you’re done, okay?” Danny squeezed her hand before disappearing.

Kat simply stood by the entrance, leaning on one of the light stands, arms folded. She waited for him to notice her. He was still in his black hoodie and jeans, hair a mess from running his hand through it too much. He does that when he’s concentrating.

He seemed to be talking to some guy next to him, wearing a beanie and sweats. Scratching his beard as he looked over Jay’s shoulder at what he was doing.

Jungkook seemed to have fixed something, because he looked up in triumph as he made a fist in the air, smiling. Kat chuckled.

He leaned against the table and looked around the tent, his eyes finally landing on her. He stopped dead.

She raised an eyebrow and smirked up at him. He seemed to have gone limp as he dropped his hands from the table to his sides and gaped at her, mouthing the word wow.

She chuckled as he jumped off the stage and jogged over to her, doing a little dance halfway. She laughed even more as she covered her mouth with her hand, shaking her head. “You are such a moron.”

He smiled at her as he filled the rest of the gap between them. “And you are a stunning piece of artwork.” He emphasized on the word stunning as he wrapped his arms around her.

She pulled him in, smelling his cologne he always wears. Even though he wasn’t wearing a suit, he still looked really good. She just wanted to trace her hand through his hair.

He pulled away and stepped back, observing her. Both hands together on his lips. ”Wow.” Was all he said. “Wow, wow, wow.”

Kat chuckled, rolling her eyes. “Ok I get it.”

“Do you though? Do you get the fact that you look so good right now?” He looked her up and down multiple times, her glaring at him. “You’re my girlfriend?”

Kat scoffed and playfully punched his shoulder. “And what is that supposed to mean?”

He chuckled, defending himself. “I’m just asking to make absolute sure that you, this beautiful woman standing in front of me with this beautiful, seductive dress is my girlfriend.”

“Yes.” Kat stared at him.

“You belong to me?” His face brightened with every word.

“Yeees, now can we stop with this? You are making feel a little called out over here.”

“Ok, I’m sorry.” He chuckled as he embraced her again, his head in the nape of her neck. “You smell really good too.”

“Mmmm, it’s the one you got me for my birthday.”

“Really?” He pulled back, eyeing her.

“Yes, the vanilla one.”

“Why do I not remember that?” He interlaced their fingers together.

“My birthday was last week.” She gaped at him.

He scrunched up his face, thinking. “Nooo, I don’t think that was me.”

Kat figured he was teasing and poked his stomach, causing him to chuckle. “So, are you done here?” She gestured to the stage.

He glanced over his shoulder. “Ummm, almost. Just got one last light to connect and then I am all yours.” He smirked as he leaned in, planting a soft kiss on her cheek.

Kat sighed. “Ok, then make it quick.”

He winked at her before rushing off to the stage again. Kat found an empty seat in the corner of the tent and sat there patiently.

……………………

Jungkook analyzed the table filled with wires. “Why does everything have to be so fucking chaotic?” He said to himself as he tried to find the last wire.

Jonah, the guy who was lending this entire set with the lights, walked over. “So, who’s the pretty lady over there?”

Jungkook glanced up at him and found his eyes on Kat, sitting in the corner. “That’s my girlfriend.” He stated simply, going back to the wires.

“You fucked her yet?”

Jungkook whipped his head up at him. “Excuse me?”

“Oh, come on. You can not tell me that you got someone as hot as her as a girlfriend, and you haven’t banged her yet?” Jonah took a cigarette out of his pocket and placed it in his mouth.

“I would appreciate it if you continued with your job.” Jungkook’s voiced rasped. He was angry. This man was probably forty, no, fifty and he was talking that kind of shit about his girlfriend?

“Oh, come on, pal. Lighten up. Isn’t that what you school kids do these days? To see who’s the first one to get laid?”

Jungkook was awfully close to shoving him off the stage. “Sir, can I ask you not get too personal with the questions?” He felt his grip tightening on the wires.

Jonah scoffed. “Alright, fine.” He leaned against the table. “All I’m saying is if I had a woman like her, I would have done her already.” He lit his cigarette.

Jungkook’s lips tightened as he looked up, scoffed once, before hurtling towards the man. One punch and he was on the floor, a cracking sound filled the entire tent.

“Jungkook!” Kat’s voice called out in the distance.

He just stared down at the man, grabbing his nose which seemed to be bleeding. “You fucking prick!” He spat up at him.

Jungkook grimaced down at him. “Keep talking shit like that and your nose won’t be the only thing that’s broken.”

He felt a hand on his arm as Kat gasped at the man’s bloody nose. “Jay.”

“You’ll regret that.” Jonah groaned.

Jungkook scoffed. “And what? You gonna attack me? Last time I checked it isn’t me falling to the ground after just one punch.”

“Jay.” Kat tugged on his sleeve.

He looked at her and took her hand. Glancing one last time at the groaning man on the floor. He flipped him off before leaving the tent.

………..

“Let me look at your hand.” Kat said as she attempted to grab his right hand.

He jerked it away. “No, it’s fine, I’m okay.”

Kat glared at him. “No, you aren’t. Let me see it.” She tried grabbing again but he dodged and slid around her to her other side.

“I’m alright, I promise.” He lied once again.

“Jay, stop being an ignorant ass and give me your hand.” She stretched her hand out again.

Jungkook dodged her again and began jogging backwards. “You can’t touch me if I’m running away from you.”

Kat glared at him, shaking her head. “Crackhead.”

Jungkook began laughing until he felt a pair of hands grab him from behind. He swung around and through a punch. Thankfully, the person ducked.

“Are you fucking insane?!” Tae cried, as he knelt on the ground, hands over his head.

Jungkook stared down at his friend. “Oh, sorry, buddy.” He held out his hand for him to take, but he got up by himself, straightening his jacket.

“I could have died.” Tae exaggerated.

“It would have knocked you over, tops.” Jungkook said.

“Coming from you? I would have been punched into my grave.” Tae grimaced at his friend.

“Funny you say that.” Kat eyes Jungkook from the side who immediately looked away.

Tae glared at him. “Who did you kill?”

Jungkook scoffed. “No one.” He shrugged. “Some guy kept gawking at Kat, so I gave him something else to gawk at.”

“You mooned him?” Tae’s eyes went big.

“What? No, I punched him in the- you know what, never mind.” Jungkook rolled his eyes over to the item his friend carried. “What’s that?”

Tae’s eyes went even bigger, glaring him down. “Your. Suit.” He strained.

Jungkook raised his eyebrows. “Ohhhhh, right.” He glanced down at his hoodie. “Shit.”

Tae nodded a bit too fast. “Yes. I have been running around trying to find you for the past 2 hours, man!”

Kat noticed his bandana was drenched in sweat and his suit was ruffled in some places.

“I was in the tent the entire time.” Jungkook pointed over his shoulder to the big tent.

Tae looked over at the tent. “Tents…” He looked like he was going to pass out. “Why didn’t I check the tents?”

Kat squeezed her lips together, trying not to laugh. “Hey, you know what, why don’t you take him to get changed and we will meet you by the bleachers?” Kat nudged him next to Jungkook.

“Ok, don’t miss me too much.” Jungkook smirked as he leaned down and planted a soft kiss on her lips.

“Agh.” Tae groaned. “Can you too stop kanoodling?” Tae gagged.

They both glanced at the man. “Like you don’t kanoodle with Tyler?” Jungkook asked and Kat snorted.

Tae scoffed. “Of course not.”

Both Jungkook and Kat stared him down.

He bit his lip. “I’m leaving.” He began walking towards the changing rooms.

Jungkook chuckled and planted another quick kiss on her cheek before catching up to his friend. “Hey wait up man, don’t be so emotional.

……………..

She found her friends still chilling in the bleachers and strode over to them. Danny noticed her first. “Hey! Where’s Jungkook?”

“Changing.” She glanced to where Tyler sat next to Yoongi and Iris. “Tae found him.”

Tyler shook her head. “Let me guess, he was in plain sight?”

Kat didn’t even have to say a word as she gave her friend a look.

“I swear, I want to believe that that man is intelligent.” She shook her head.

Kat chuckled as she folded her arms, looking up at all of them. Yoongi and Iris were sitting together, they were each other’s dates. Jin and Danny were snuggling in the first line. Olivia and Hobi were chatting a few seats next to Yoongi. But she noticed that Jimin and Blue were not there.

Until she caught a glimpse of green rounding the corner from the bathrooms and strode over to them, hand in hand.

“Hey, Kat.” Jimin smiled at her.

“Hey, guys. Out for a little stroll?” She winked at Blue who rolled her eyes.

“Shut the fuck up, Kat.” Blue joked.

Kat snickered as she eyed Jimin. His face was turning red. His ears? Even redder.

They both grabbed a seat next to Emma who sat alone on the top level.

“Hey, Emma. I love your dress.” Kat called up to the bored girl, who smiled in response.

She looked rather down, and Kat knew exactly why. She walked over to Danny and bent down to whisper. “Where the hell is Joon?”

Danny gave her a sad look. “I don’t know. He’s an hour late.”

Kat glanced up at the raven-haired girl again. “Well, he better be here soon. She looks like she might just leave.”

“Maybe she should.” A harsh voice came from behind Kat.

She turned around and found Beatrice. Long red hair matching her short red dress. Painted red lips to go with it. Her overly whitened teeth beaming at them.

“You know, since coming to prom alone is the worst thing ever.” She smirked up at Emma, who gave her a vulgar gesture in return.

“Hey, Bea. Shouldn’t you be tide up dangling above the dancefloor? They said they needed a disco ball, and I thought you offered up since your teeth can lighten up the darkest of rooms.” Kat gave her a sweet smile.

“Funny. Where’s Jungkook? Did he ditch you again?” She glanced around as if to try and catch him.

“You know what, Bea?”

“Again?” Jin chimed.

“This was just supposed to be our little groups fun night, and you’re kind of ruining it.” Tyler said.

Beatrice smiled. “Pity. I wanted to come say hi to all the girls.” She stated. “And boys.” She smirked at Jimin who looked a little uncomfortable.

“Well, that sucks cause we weren’t planning to say hi to the bitch queen tonight, so, yeah, it’s a pity.” Kat pouted.

Beatrice, glared at her, before returning her eyes to Emma. “You must be feeling really lonely up there. Looking down at all the couples. Why, oh why did no one ask you?” Beatrice asked in that gut wrenching sweet voice of hers. “Where is your prince, dear little Emma?”

“Behind you.”

Beatrice whipped around and slowly looked up. The rest of the group were smiling like idiots. Emma looking a little confused.

“Really?” Beatrice asked, smiling sweetly at Joon.

“Yes. Now if you don’t mind, you are kind of blocking my path.” Joon smiled sweetly at her in return.

She replaced her smile with a cold stare, as she slowly stepped aside.

He was holding a bouquet of flowers as he walked over next to Kat. His eyes were fixed on Emma’s. “Emma, can you come down from there, please?” He asked.

She scoffed as she slowly got up and lazily walked down the stairs. “What the fuck is this, Joon?” She tried her best to hide her smile as she walked up to him.

“Listen, I know it took forever. I’m sorry, I had a lot of work to do, and I had to help a friend out and then my mom wanted me to- “

Yoongi cleared his throat, cutting him off.

Joon smiled sheepishly and shook his head. “Never mind. It doesn’t matter. What matters is that I didn’t ask you when I really wanted to. I left you alone when I shouldn’t have. I have gave you too much hope thinking that I was going to-“

“Ok, ok, Joon? The point?” Emma chuckled.

He shook his head again, shutting his eyes in embarrassment. “My point is that I am here now. And I am asking you if you would be my date to the prom?”

He held out the flowers as he looked her in the eyes.

She pursed her lips, trying not to smile as she took the flowers and tilted her head to the side. “You know, this is the most Namjooney thing you could have possibly pulled.”

Everyone chuckled at her statement as Joon scratched his neck. “Yeah, I’m sorry.”

“It’s okay. You succeeded in the end.” She said.

He smiled brighter as she laced her fingers with his.

Sniffing came from Danny and Jin. “Oh my god, Joon. Who knew you were such a romantic?” Jin sniffed again before fake blowing into an invisible tissue. Danny dabbing his fake tears with his tie.

………………….

Jungkook finally got dressed after too many attempts at his tie.

“Which loop goes where?”

“I think it goes this way.”

“Wait no that doesn’t seem right.”

“Are even supposed to have loops?”

“I thought you knew how to do a tie!”

“My mom did mine now stop yelling at me!”

“This is fucking pointless.”

“Want to go without it?”

“No, I promised Kat I’d wear a tie.”

“Why the fuck did you promise?”

“I don’t know, dude!”

“Well, that was fucking stupid! We all know we don’t make promises that would end in us humiliating ourselves in the end!”

“Why didn’t you fucking tell me that before?!”

“Do I look like an Advisor to you?!”

But after quite a few attempts, they were able to do it. Jungkook looked himself in the changing room mirror.

“This tie looks fucked up.”

Tae put a hand on his back, guiding him outside. “Well, at least you have one, now let’s go.”

They rushed outside and noticed that it was already dark.

“Shit, how long did we take?” Jungkook checked his watch.

Tae smacked his arm away. “Doesn’t matter, you are dressed, now let’s find out girls.” The walked off toward the bleachers.

Then halted, as they noticed the back of a girl near the edge of the field, sobbing.

“Pick up, pick up!” You stupid piece of shit!” She was yelling at her phone.

Tae and Jungkook eyed each other. Tae immediately shaking his head. “That’s Beatrice, dude.”

“Yeah, I know but-“

“No buts. Let’s just go.” He grabbed his hand and began pulling.

Jungkook stood his ground. “Something could be wrong.”

Tae glanced at her again. She was shaking and sniffing and looking as if she would break down. “She looks fine.” He started pulling his friend again. But Jungkook released his grasp.

He slowly walked toward her, going through what he was going to say in his head. He got arm’s length before lightly tapping her on her shoulder. “Hey, is everything okay?”

She looked up at him and continued to sob. “My date stood me up.” She whaled.

He looked over at Tae who gave him the look and told him to leave. He shook his head.

“Um, well, I’m sorry.” Jungkook felt extremely awkward as he just stood there next to her, watching her cry.

Tae gestured for him to walk away, but he didn’t listen. So, Tae breathed out in annoyance as he strode over. “Hi, Beatrice. I’m sorry you had such a dickhead for a date. Enjoy your night.” He grabbed Jungkook’s arm and pulled.

“Wait!” She called out, causing them both to stop. “You wouldn’t want me to feel alone, would you? On prom night?”

They both exchanged a look. Tae had so many words in his eyes, but Jungkook walked over again.

“I mean, you could join us if you want?” He could feel the daggers Tae was throwing at the back of his head. “Or maybe danc- “

“I’d love to dance.” She said before grabbing his hand and pulling him towards the dance floor in the middle of the field. Maybe he should have listened to his friend.

…………………

“Here’s one, Thor, Iron Man, Spiderman.” Blue slurred. Apparently, she had snuck some tequila into her water bottle.

Jin cleared his throat. “This one’s easy. Kiss Ironman, Fuck Thor and Marry Spiderman.”

Everyone gasped.

“What!?”

“No way!”

“What do you mean No way? Thor is Thor!” Jin defended.

“Fuck Spiderman, hands down!” Emma called out.

“100%”

“What?!” Jin protested. “Why?!”

“Because he’s hot!” Olivia bellowed.

“And who knows what else he can do with those webs slingers.” Blue winked at him.

Jin looked slightly impressed. “I mean, I see your point.”

Kat almost died of laughter until she noticed Tae running up to them, looking rather nervous.

“Hey, Tae. Where’s Jay?” Kat asked.

He halted and plastered on a smile. “Oh, Jay? Oh right! Yeah, where….where is he…” He licked his lips, preparing for what he was about to say.

“Tae.”

“Beatrice got him.” He blurted out.

Kat’s eyes bulged. “The bitch did what?!”

He held up his hands. “Nothing serious, she just dragged him to the dance floor and will not let go of him.”

Kat felt her blood begin to boil. She didn’t say a word as she marched off towards the middle of the field. The others close behind her.

“Oh, shit. Jimin, get up! We can’t miss this!” Blue shoved him off the seat. Having them both almost roll down the stairs in the process.

Kat scanned the dancefloor for them, and immediately found the red splotch right in the middle of it. She huffed as she walked faster, her heels keeping her from sprinting.

……………………….

Jungkook looked like he was in pain. He really regrets walking up to her, now he knows that it was just a big scheme. Well played, Bea. Well Played.

She was holding onto him too tightly as if he would run away. Which was exactly what he wanted to do right now.

He glanced around, hoping to find Tae, or any kind of help. But instead found the angry eyes of Kat marching towards them. She didn’t look happy.

“Oh, shit.” He said out loud. Causing Beatrice to look up to where he was looking, and smirked.

…………………………

Kat was ready to smack a bitch. She neared the floor and caught the eyes of her boyfriend, they were asking for help.

She then met the eyes of the bitch herself, as she smirked at her.

Don’t you dare.

Oh, she dared.

Kat halted as Beatrice grabbed his head and pulled it down to hers, crashing her lips on his.

“Oh shit!” She heard Jin chime.”

“Bitch!” Tyler bellowed, which caused heads to turn.

Kat was ready. She began marching again, straight towards them like a fucking bullet, as she watched Jungkook immediately pull his head back. “Woah! What the hell!?” He said to the Beatrice.

Beatrice just simply smirked up at him and then to Kat, who was walking across the dancefloor now. “Come to join our little party?” She called over the music.

Kat stayed silent, still marching.

“Angry are you? What are you gonna’ do? Attack m-“

SMACK!

Beatrice lost her balance, almost falling to the ground as he she held her cheek, mouth agape.

“Don’t you fucking touch him.” Kat said, a little too calmly.

Jungkook just stared at her in pure amazement.

“Oh, she is so winning Prom Queen.” Blue said, Jimin nudging her to be quiet.

Beatrice started to breath harder, tears filling her eyes. “Don’t you dare put a hand on me.” She growled.

Kat raised an eyebrow. “So, we’ve come to an agreement?”

Beatrice gave her a cold stare, then to Jungkook, then to the rest of her friends, before straightening up, removing her hand from her cheek, and simply walked off the dancefloor.

They both kept eye contact, until she was the one who turned away first.

Kat felt a hand on her shoulder. A light whistle sounded by her ear. “Damn. Who knew I wasn’t the only one who could physically disable someone?”

She smiled lightly before looking up to him. “Another reason why we are perfect for each other.” He smirked down at her.

“Amen!” Tyler called out.

Jungkook pulled her in for a hug. “You okay?”

She breathed out, pulling away. “Yeah, I’m okay. You?”

He bit his lip. “Not gonna lie.” He looked her in the eyes. “I’m a little turned on.”

She snorted before nudging him. “After we have a dance.” She promised. He smiled and kissed her.

……………………..

The rest of the night was pretty good. They played some good music which had everyone showing off their best moves. Especially Jin, who proceeded to do some sort of dance he made up himself. “Come on guys! Everyone is doing it these days.”

“Where did I find you?” Danny asked, shaking her head.

There came a time where the boys huddled together and danced and joked around whilst the girls made their own circle and laughed as Blue attempted to twerk.

Everything was great. Jungkook kept catching her eye and winking at her, reminding her about her promise. She would simply smirk back and continue dancing.

It was a great way to end their prom night, until a pair of hands found their way up Kat’s dress.

She whipped her head around and found the person smiling at her. His beard looking a little too scratchy. It was the guy from the tent that Jungkook punched.

“Can I help you?” She furrowed her brows at him.

He raised his. “Oh certainly.” He smirked. “Wanna dance?” He placed his hand on her hip.

“Um, no thank you.” She stepped to the side.

“Aw, come on. Why don’t you play with me like you play with your little boyfriend over there, huh?” He again attempted to put his hand up her dress.

Bad idea.

Kat grabbed his arm and twisted it, causing him to howl in pain. Everyone’s attention was on them now.

“I said no thanks.” Kat said again.

Jungkook saw what was happening and his mind flipped. “Shit.” He stomped over to them.

“I see you like it rough, huh?” The man joked.

Kat grimaced in disgust and kicked his knee, causing him to fall to the ground. All that time in self defense class really paid off as he now lay flat on the ground, Kat still twisting his arm as she kept one heel on his back.

Jungkook stood next to her, immediately crossing his arms. “Well, how many times has the floor become your friend now?”

“Piss off.” Jonah spat on the ground, his cheek smooshed against the floor.

Jungkook scoffed. “Now you know not to mess with either of us, got it?”

Jonah looked up at him, smirking. “I wouldn’t mind it, as long as she keeps wearing that lace underwear every time.”

Jungkook’s smile dropped.

Kat gasped and let go of his arm, stepping back.

Jungkook gave him a smile before grabbing him. Lifting him up so his feet hung off the ground. “You want to run that by me again?”

Jonah struggled in his grasp. “I can take you! Put me down! I can take you!”

Jungkook tried not to laugh at this sad excuse for a man. “You sure about that?” He asked.

And just before Jonah could reply, the rest of the boys came and stood behind Jungkook, staring up at the guy. One after the other.

“Alright, wanna go?” Jungkook asked.

“No!” Jonah gasped. “No…” He stopped struggling. He simply gave up.

Jungkook brought him closer to his face. “Now what you are going to do right now, is pack up your shit and leave. We don’t care, take your goddamn lights, we’ll dance in the dark. But if you come back,” There was pure anger in his eyes. “Don’t be surprised if you wake up in a ditch tomorrow morning.”

Jonah shut his eyes and nodded. Jungkook dropped him, not even bothering to do it lightly. He watched as the man scrambled on to his feet and ran.

Everyone was silent until Tae placed and arm around his friends’ shoulders and yelled in triumph. “Holy Shit, dude!”

The whole dance floor started cheering, clapping and whistling at the amazing thing that just happened.

Kat walked over to him. He was still angry, pissed actually.

He was still watching the man hurry off to the tent. She put both her hands on his face. “Hey! Jay! Look at me!” He glanced down to her, chewing his cheek.

“Are you okay?” He asked, pulling her closer.

“I’m fine. Jay-“

“I swear if he touched you-“

“I’m oka-“

“What did he do?”

“Jay! Listen to me!” She yelled.

He stopped, looking her in the eyes.

She traced her hands down his chest. “You’re angry. And so am I.” She pointed.

“I know, I just hate perverts like that-“

“Let’s use it to our advantage.” She whispered into his ear.

He froze. Staring at her. The corners of his lips began lifting as she nodded.

He grabbed her hand and walked over to their friends. “Hey guys, we’re pretty dazed, we’re gonna go get some fresh air.” He told them.

Tae nodded. “Alright, don’t be gone too long. They gonna announce the King and Queen soon.”

Jungkook nodded. “Thanks. See you later.”

And they were off, running towards the parking area.

“They are not getting fresh air.” Blue said.

Everyone looked to her.

Yoongi nodded in approval as Jin snorted.

“Nice.” Jimin smirked, watching the two of them rushing off.

……………………….

They couldn’t get home fast enough. They could have done it in the car, but Jungkook said he didn’t want anything in the way for what he wanted to do.

Even on the way there, she teased him by placing her hand on his sensitive area, which almost had them swerving into a tree.

Thankfully, his house was a few blocks from there, and his parents were on date night, so the house was completely empty.

He swerved into the parking, didn’t even bother applying the hand break as they rushed out the car. Him almost choking on the seatbelt before realizing he had it on.

Kat laughed as she ran off to the door, waiting for him.

He walked past the door and immediately grabbed her, smashing his lips with hers placing a hand above her head. He didn’t care if his neighbors could see, let them be jealous.

“Jay, the door.” She said between breaths.

He groaned and he fumbled with his keys in his pocket. “Shit.” He had never hated keys so much in his life until that very moment.

Finally, he found the right one and opened the door, picking her up to straddle him as he walked in, kissing her.

He didn’t care if he bumped into anything. Heck, his mom’s favorite vase can go to hell.

He kicked the door closed with a bang before proceeding to the stairs leading to the second floor.

But as he got to the second step, his knees buckled, and he almost dropped her. Kat screaming in panic as she grabbed on to the railing.

He swore. “Um, I think just to be safe…”

She snorted and he put her down, both of them running up the stairs, heavy footsteps behind them.

When they both got to the floor, safely, she turned to him.

“Okay.” He reassured as she jumped onto him again, both of them laughing hysterically at what they just did. They were idiots, honestly.

He made his way to his room, placing her on his bed as he kissed her. She then grabbed at his jacket and almost ripped it off.

“Easy now. Don’t waste the anger on anything that doesn’t deserve it.” He smirked as he removed his jacket, and then his shirt. Even the poor excuse for a tie was flung in an instant. Kat gawking up at his finely tanned skin, her eyes following every crevice of his abs.

It was her turn to remove her dress, which took less effort as he simply pulled it over her head, leaving her in her underwear.

He smirked down at the lacey material. “I’m the only one that can see you in these.” He gripped at her underwear. “Only me.”

She moaned as he slid them off, throwing them to the side. He leaned down and kissed her again, letting her feel him upon her bare skin.

She growled and tugged at his belt, causing him to chuckle. “Very impatient.”

He helped her, as the belt fell with a clang and his pants along with it.

She stared at him, in all his glory. They had only done this about three times before, but every time he reveals himself, she is just always thrown off guard.

He immediately fell on top of her, sucking on her neck and she wrapped her legs around him.

Her hands through his hair, she hadn’t even noticed when he removed her bra. He gripped the bed board as he thrusted into her.

Causing her to gasp a little, like she said, she was always thrown off guard. He went slow, not wanting to hurt her, but she bit his shoulder and scratched his back, telling him to give her more.

So, he did.

They went on and on until they could both feel the knot expanding inside themselves. She could feel him twitch, knowing he was close.

His breathing was rigged as he balanced himself above her, his legs shaking. They had never been this hard before.

“Kat.” He panted, sweat dripping from his brow.

She kissed him, telling him it was okay, he knew she was on birth control and already had Plan B at home, but he still wanted to ask. He looked her in the eyes, making double sure.

“It’s okay.” She whispered. Stroking his face.

He gripped the board and threw his head into the nape of her neck, filling her up with everything that he had. She unleashed herself too.

She felt him, all of him. Every part, every touch, every breath. She felt him, and she knew right then and there, that she wanted no other man but him. She wanted no one else to touch her the way he did. To love her the way he did, because right now, he proved to her that all she needed was right here.

They went silent, only the sound of their breathing filled the room. As he kept his head in her neck, her legs around him, her hands in his hair.

He started leaving light kisses from her temple down to her chest, marking her. “So every goddamn man out there will know that you are taken.” He breathed.

She met his gaze and smiled. “Who else would I be with?”

He smiled, laying his head upon her abdomen, resting, gazing up at her. “No one who doesn’t deserve you.”

She stroked his hair, watching as his head bobbed with her breathing.

They were ready to lay there forever until there was a ding from his suit jacket. And then another, and then another. And then the room was filled with the sound as they frowned at each other.

Jungkook groaned. “Agggh, let me put it on silent.” He got up and walked over to his jacket on the floor. He was surprised to see his phone wasn’t cracked.

He opened the messages and went still. “Oh shit.”

Kat glanced at him. “What’s wrong?”

He turned around, smirking. “Guess who won Prom King and Queen.”

She gaped at him, unable to speak as he winked at her.

“No way. Really?” She laughed.

“Mmmmh mhm.” He hummed as he threw his phone on his desk chair and strode over to her.

“Well, shit.” She chuckled. “I bet Beatrice is pissed.”

“She’s probably crying in her room with an ice pack pressed to her cheek as we speak.” Jungkook chuckled. He hopped onto the bed, sitting up on his elbows, smiling at her. “This calls for a celebration.” He bopped his eyebrows at her.

She snorted as he crawled over to her. “Alright, but I’m top this time.”

Jungkook chuckled, leaning in to kiss her. “Anything for my Queen.”

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Seventy Four. Part 5

My head shot up, the sun just hitting my face. Trust me to not close the blinds and for the sun to wake me, I am stupid enough to not do the bare minimum, but I am awake, clearly my throat. I was knocked out asleep, like I don’t even remember going to sleep, it’s low-key nice to have the bed to yourself though but I won’t tell Robyn that. This is what money gets you, this luxury and I am honestly in love “poppa” hearing a small croaky voice “twin?” I said, she is awake. I shot up off of the bed “twin” poking my head around seeing Robyn up on the bed, smiling but then her lower lip quivering “hey, oh my god. Why are you crying?” Rushing over to her “just to see your face” her croaky voice managed to say, kissing her forehead and just lightly hugging her close “stop crying, I am here. I am so happy to see you awake, how are you feeling?” She is emotional “a little empty” she cried even more “stop it, you did so good. I am so proud of you, she is ok. I checked on her before I fell asleep, she was asleep in the NICU, she will be with us soon. You’re so emotional” Robyn chuckled “I know, I’ve been waiting for you to wake up. The nurse gave me a tablet, to make me go to the bathroom. You know, so I don’t strain. She wanted to help me to the bathroom, but I want to wait for you” nodding my head “that is fine Robyn, I can help you” the door opened “just me” the sweet little voice, who the hell is just me. Looking up and then seeing it’s a nurse “oh no, we don’t want tears do we now. I bought you toast as you wanted, you need to get some food inside you” Robyn must have been crying earlier “is that all you want? Toast?” She nodded her head “ok, that is fine. I’m going to get my clothes on, I will be back” I’m here walking around in my boxers, Robyn is so sad, and I don’t blame her. She has been through a lot; I mean all the emotions she went through I do not blame her for being this way.

Pulling my top over my head “can you support me to go to the bathroom please” nodding my head “of course I can, which side you want to get out of the bed from?” I stopped just watching Robyn place her toast on the tray “left please” walking around the bed “you want me to wipe your butt too?” Robyn breathed out laughing “shut up, I just need a pee at the moment” pulling back the cover for her “I haven’t seen my cut yet, even though the nurse came to check. I wanted to do it with you” nodding my head “that is fine, you want me to lift it” Robyn nodded her head quietly, after what I saw I think this is nothing to me. Lifting it up slowly and being ever so careful, I sighed out seeing the bandaged cut to her stomach. Dragging my eyes up to Robyn “who would have thought I would have to be cut open for the moment, I could cry about it but just to hold her Chris. I’m so in love and I want her with me, it’s not just a scar to me” smiling at Robyn “I think they tidied it up good, you had a plastic surgeon so I think you will be ok, but come” let’s take you to the toilet old lady” Robyn chuckled “are you in pain?” I asked “a little, not so much. My excitement to see our daughter is more than the pain I am feeling” I am super proud of Robyn “so you want to slowly get up yes?” Robyn nodded her head “just stand back, I will tell you when I need you” standing back a little, Robyn winced in pain as she sat up on the edge of the bed “that’s the first part done” she laughed “hold my hands” holding my hands out and she placed her hands in mine, she placed her weight on me as she got up “oh that is weird” she said, walking backwards slowly “this feels weird” I can only imagine how much it does feel weird for her.

Robyn is just side eyeing me in the mirror but I am trying here “you need to learn, our daughter will need her hair doing and you sir will need to do that for her when I’m not around” Robyn is just judgemental with me “I am trying Robyn” fastening her hair back “I know, thank you. I feel nasty, do I smell” shaking my head “you look beautiful” Robyn hooped her arm around mine as we left the bathroom slowly “thank you though, I am not being ungrateful, I promise” so she says but she is bossy, all I did was put her hair back into a ponytail because it was a mess and even I struggled with that “can I see her?” She’s asking me like I know “I don’t know, just you eat your toast. Rest in bed and I will find out for you” turning to Robyn and holding her hands “careful now” I said “actually tell me what happened when I passed out, I feel I missed a lot” nodding my head lifting Robyn’ legs up on the bed as she laid back “sure, eat though. You need it” she shook her head “then tell me, what do you want? I want you to eat, not even joking” she’s going to anger me “I really want Mac and Cheese” placing the cover over her laughing “ok then, I will make sure you get just that. I will do story time now” walking around the bed “please, I just feel I missed on a lot, like I have a missing point. Just once the baby came out” sitting down on the chair “sure, so the baby came out. And I got up, I nearly fainted seeing how they had you. It wasn’t nice to see but on top of that she wasn’t crying, they were giving her compressions for what I felt was a minute but she did it. This is why she is in NICU but baby she is ok, I am going to ask the nurse about getting you some Mac and Cheese though, and then check on pookie. She is amazing Robyn, like I can’t believe how chubby she is” I laughed “bring her back to me, seriously” she is being deadass too.

I requested Mac and Cheese for my wife, and they said they will make it her even though the receptionist said it’s breakfast still, but they will do any request, I am currently off to find my pookie, she’s somewhere here. She’s out of NICU and they took her to another room for a clean, knocking on the door and opened it “oh come in, did they tell you we are here” I grinned wife seeing my daughter away “she has been fed, burped and now she is getting a clean, ready to see her mommy” I coeed out seeing my daughter hanging off the nurse’ arm like it’s nothing, she is awake my daughter but does seemed to care “wow, hey” my daughter closed her eyes on me “oh wow, that’s rude little momma” she opened her eyes again and just looked at me, I swear my heart just skipped a beat “she is a big girl” I am shocked “it’s baby weight, she rested good in her momma womb” the nurse stuck up for her, she is so chubby, she let out a little squeal as the nurse gently massaged her head “so much hair, all the years I have been doing this, I have never seen so much hair” I chuckled “amazing, do you want to put clothes on her? We have bought some” the nurse shook her head “you still need to do skin to skin so we will wait for that” my daughter is too damn cute, I can’t even. She got a little sad when the nurse put the water on her head, she didn’t like it but didn’t cry about it, she looked displeased.

Laughing at Robyn eating her Mac and Cheese, they were quick in that “breakfast going down a treat?” Robyn squinted her eyes at me “where is my daughter” walking around the bed “in my pocket, if you can see” Robyn put a finger up at me “look what arrived while you went away to leave me, look near the window” Robyn pointing out, my eyes widened “wow! Who sent these” walking over to the flowers and hampers “oh Roc Nation” looking at the tag “Congratulations on the beautiful baby girl love from Bey, Jay and Blue. Aww that is sweet, and this is from Jay Brown, congratulations on the bundle of joy Rihanna and Chris, love Jay Brown. Ok Robyn with the flowers” looking at the next one “Congratulations from the Roc Nation team, this room is about to be filled with flowers and gifts isn’t it” turning to Robyn “I have a feeling too, but seriously where is my daughter?” Sitting down on the chair “in my pocket, I told you” Robyn is getting so angry with me “I’m joking, she’s coming” a light knock on the door “it’s me!” Our midwife is here “come in” Robyn said, the door slowly opened “special delivery, straight from the NICU” my smile grew, Robyn gasped pushing the tray away from her, she doesn’t care about the food now. The midwife has my daughter in her arms “well she has been wanting to see her mother, she is a little hungry too I must admit but she wanted to see mother and father. Are we ready for skin to skin?” Robyn’ eyes lit up, she is so happy “well I want Chris to do it first, because with the mother we want you to do the skin to skin for an hour and during that time she will be hungry and we can do the feeding” I grinned getting up from the seat “the boss is first, you hear that” Robyn side eyed me.

Placing my top on the chair, rubbing my hands together “let me have my pookie” I know Robyn is lowkey jealous because I get to hold her first “pookie? Nigga bye” my daughter got some rolls on her “hey my queen” the midwife placed her on my chest, I grinned as she just kind of didn’t like it at first thinking what the hell, her little frown with her eyes clothes “her face has gone down” her eyes slowly opened but then closed, she doesn’t have the time for me clearly. Lightly touching her balled up fist that is against my chest “I love your chubby arms, I really do” she’s going to give me good snuggles, I just know it “she will lose the baby weight as she goes week by week and I will tell you something, babies grow so quickly so enjoy these moments with her, enjoy these quiet moments that she is not throwing a tantrum. I must say she is a very calm baby; she is so relaxed. I was wrapping her in the blanket when I was getting her ready to see her parents and she was ever so content but then fell asleep again” I am so in awe with her, so in love with every but of her face, we created this. We created our love child, I am so proud of what we created, she is so perfect “you think she will inherit your forehead? It seems little” looking up at Robyn “please, have you seen the size of yours. It ain’t that small” I will let her have that, but her forehead is bigger than mine, I will let Robyn have that right now.

The midwife carefully took her from me “oh my god, I am so excited. I have been waiting for this moment, please let me have her” getting up from the chair, I am waiting for this moment too “pull your top a little more down, naturally a baby will sense milk and will naturally go to the breast but here you are Mrs Fenty-Brown. Your daughter” the midwife carefully placed her on Robyn’ chest and of course Robyn is emotional “oh my, look at her. She got my nose, thank you” midwife stepped aside, and I got in closer “I would actually die for you, oh my god. She is so perfect, my rainbow baby” Robyn kissed the top of her head “look at her” Robyn looked up at me “she is perfect isn’t she” I smiled lightly “she makes up for what I lost, for what we lost. The pain is worth” I eyed up Robyn to look at her “oh” she sobbed out “you’re awake, you’re waking up for me” she closed her eyes again but smirked, Robyn and I both laughed. She is being so silly already “you got your dad’ personality already, oh wow. She is beautiful, yes you are. I am so lucky to be your mother, Rylee” Robyn looked up at me “you want to call her Rylee?” I questioned, Robyn nodded her head “Rylee Fenty-Brown” my smile grew “Rylee Rihanna Fenty-Brown, you deserve it” pressing a kiss to the top of her head “perfect, Rylee Rihanna Fenty-Brown. I really like the sound of that, it’s perfect for her. And I really want her to have your name in there” reaching over and touching her little foot, she is so peaceful and I love that.

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