#'didn't even notice / no punches left to roll with / you got to keep me focused / you want it say so'

[ereborne]

Song of the Day: June 18

“Gladiator" by Zayde Wolf

[cupiohearts]

ANGELS FALL HARDER ?! - gun, dg, goo being entranced

aka when they start falling in love

GUN first meets you while you were fighting a bunch of highschool gangsters. the blood on your hands, the fire in your eyes, that was totally his type

gun had paused in the middle of his walk. in the most smallest alleyway he watched as a bunch of guys ambush you.

your hair was everywhere in front of your face and there were a hoard of limp bodies near your feet. a cut on the bottom of your lips still bleeding.

for such a messed up appearance gun couldn't help but stop and stare from afar. you were just so mesmerizing, the way that you had paused a moment before wiping the blood away from your mouth.

"again? you've got no mercy on this a poor soul"

and then they went all out on you. at first gun's instinct was to break apart the fighting and act like a savior but he stopped as soon as a guy went flying back.

you punches and kicks sent the men back flying ( even the ones that were twice your size ). it only took a few seconds to finish off the gangsters.

you sighed and sat on the cool concrete, making an effort to shake the hair out of your face. turning to meet the black haired legend.

"so... you gonna keep starin?"

DG was more interested in your kindness towards others. even the ones that had once killed with their own hands. you're such an angel said the devil.

you knew dg for a long time now. the two of you werent as close as back then but still occasionally talking when the scenario comes around. perhaps it was his fault for not making your relationship more closer.

dg watched as you tended to the wounded men that he just beat the living life out of. "you've got to hold back on those fists of yours" you mumbled.

he only gave a "mhm" as a response. focusing more on the gentleness that you gave towards the wounds. the way you paid close attention to the tiny cuts and bruises from the fight.

some of them, you even left special bandages from your special pouch.

"y'know im hurt as well" dg mumbled. whipping your head back, you looked up and down at him.

he sat on the floor and rolled up his sleeves. lo and behold there was a slight bruise on his arms. the faintest tint of red could be found on those pale arms of his.

"fine you win" you sighed. the pink haired male smiled a small bit at the corners, but you didn't notice. your attention was more on caring for the small hits that dg had taken.

and everytime you touched him, dg could feel his heart start bursting and butterflies kept floating around. he couldn't speak.

he supposes that it was fine for him to fall in love with you.

GOO loved your smile, the happiness he got from seeing you and your joy. it became an unconscious thing for him to want and yearn for your happiness around him

tears kept flowing your face and no matter what it couldn't seem to stop. why did it have to happen you wonder. you just kept crying, there was a knock on your door but you ignored it. you wanted to scream at the person behind it but that wasn't the best idea.

ping!

you looked to your phone and saw messages from goo.

goo

open the door or im gonna break it

furrowing your eyebrows, you stood up and opened the door. the fake blonde had several bags on his arms and set them down immediantly when he entered inside.

you wiped your eyes with your arms and sat on a chair nearby. "what are you doing here?" you asked while goo sorted through all the items he bought.

"you're crying" goo stated plainly "i cant let my favourite person be sad now".

letting out a small aha! goo pulled out a stuffed goose from the bag. "here's a comfort buddy. c'mon duckie give me a smile" he stared at you.

your eyes were beginning to dry up now, and as soon as he said that a small tilt upwards on your mouth began to form. "you just had a 6th sense and knew something was wrong?" you asked, settling the goose on your lap.

goo nodded sat by you.

"the world always gets darker when you start being sad"

"and since when you become so poetic"

[conniesanchor]

warnings: fighting, fluff, panic attack (slight)

pairing: aaron hotchner x fem!reader

summary: aaron finds you angrily training, and decides to help out.

recently, one of your co-workers had gotten hurt in the field, and it was your fault. so that left you here, throwing punch after punch at the stupid punching bag. it's like it was trying to hit you back. you were so focused, that you hadn't even heard hotch's footsteps creeping behind you. it scared you in a way, so you grabbed the punching bag and leaned your head against it. "sorry, i didn't mean to scare you." he spoke softly, while you were trying to catch your breath.

you took a deep breath, and turned around so you were facing him. "it's alright." you mumbled, still attempting to calm down.

he was trying to profile you, and you hated it. "it's not your fault, y/l/n. okay? you know it's not." he said, and moved over to grab hand wraps. "c’mon. hit me." he said, adding a small chuckle to the end of his sentence.

"im not going to hit you, hotch." you argued, rolling your eyes. he still stood there, waiting for you to swing.

"c'mon."

"hotch, stop." you spoke, louder.

he laughed, "what's the matter? just hit me."

you were getting madder and madder by the second, "knock it off." you yelled.

"see, you're angry. use it."

"stop it!" you yelled once more, but this time you did swing. it was blocked, however, and you landed on your back, on the matted floor.

he offered you a hand up, "try again. keep your feet planted, and don’t let your guard down."

"hotch, im not here for lessons. okay? just go away." he didn't, though. instead, he just squared up again. you lightly pushed him away, trying to make your way past him but he flung you on your back once more. this time, you took him down with you. it kind of bit you in the ass, though, when he landed on top of you.

you were trying to catch your breath, bringing your hands up to your forehead. no air was coming through your lungs. hotch seemed to notice this, quickly moving off of you. tears were falling out of your eyes at a rapid pace. "hey, hey, y/n. sit up, it's okay." he spoke, trying to move you to where you were sitting. "it wasn't your fault, okay? jj is fine, she's beat up, but she's fine."

it didn't help, you brought your knees to your chest and wrapped your arms around them. "breathe." he whispered, his hand finding it’s way to your shoulder. "you got this. in and out." he was trying everything to get you to calm down. "can you look at me?" he asked, concern all over his face.

you lifted your head, as you looked into his eyes. they were hooded and full of worry. "you're alright, okay? im here."

you finally took a deep breath, "im sorry." you mumbled, a small laugh escaping. you brought your hands up to your face and wiped away all of your tears, a long exhale making its way out.

he looked at you as if you had three heads, "nothing to be sorry for." hotch breathed, "c'mon. i think that is more than enough training for a day." he spoke before standing up and helping you do the same.

[hoonieswhore]

XXIX. Puzzle piece

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Word count: 3,3k.

Warning: Fluff. A bit of angst. Lots of kissing. Pet names. Dirty jokes. The usual curses. YnHoon calling eachother pervert.

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A big smile appeared on your face as you blocked your phone, Sunghoon always found a way to make you smile. Even though you were excited about the date, a little voice in your head kept telling you that it was a bad idea, he looked like he changed but you still didn't want him to hurt you again.

The memories from your old relationship with Sunghoon, the way he made you feel loved when you were together and the way he broke your heart kept you awake since the day he asked you out. You tried to ignore those thoughts, focusing on the person that he became and not the person that he used to be.

You heard a knock on your door, already knowing who it was. You opened the door, finding Sunghoon dressed with a buttoned up white shirt and black pants. His hair slicked back, making him look even better as he completed his outfit with silver jewelry.

“Hi sweetheart,” he mumbled, smirking at you as his eyes traveled all over your body, taking a few seconds as he admired your figure. “You look gorgeous.”

“Thanks, Hoon,” you smiled at him, stepping out of your bedroom and closing the door behind you, “You look amazing too.” The boy's cheeks turned pink as he slightly giggled.

“Heeseung isn't here yet, you think he knows what's going on here?” he asked, walking next to you as you both walked towards the main door, ready to leave the apartment.

“Well, I don't even know what's going on here…” you said lightheartedly, making him huff. “And he's pretty oblivious so I don't think he has a clue.” You finished, locking the main door before you both made it to the elevator.

“You don't?” he asked, looking down at you with a bitter taste in his mouth due to your joke.

“I mean… I don't know Hoon,” you shrugged, playing with your hands, “I'm excited about this but I also have mixed feelings because of our past.” You bit your lip nervously as you looked down.

“Hey…” the boy stepped in front of you, grabbing one of your hands as the other made its way up to your face. He placed his index on your chin, making you look up at him as he took his thumb to your cheek, caressing it gently. “Let's just forget about it and focus on the present, okay?” You felt the hurt in his voice and the way his lip was slightly trembling as he talked.

“I know it's hard but trust me, angel,” he leaned down, kissing your cheek softly before he whispered in your ear. “I promise I'll give you the best night ever and I won't ever hurt you again, princess.” You didn't know what to say, you just felt your heart racing as the doors opened. Sunghoon smiled at you, mumbling a soft 'let's go' as he pulled your hand, making you walk next to him before you both left the building.

Once you were in the boy's car, he smiled mischievously, noticing how quiet you got. “Cat got your tongue?” he teased, earning a weak punch on his arm.

“Where are we going?” you asked, ignoring him.

“Mm, well,” he chuckled, leaning closer to you and opening the glove compartment, taking a piece of cloth from it, “you'll see, I need you to wear this…” You raised an eyebrow, trying to hide a smile.

“What? Are you joking?” you asked, trying not to laugh as your eyes went from his face to the white silky cloth.

“Yn, I want it to be a surprise,” he pouted at you, giving you his best puppy eyes. “and I don't think you'd be able to keep your eyes closed the whole time.”

“Alright!” you rolled your eyes, chuckling as you stole the blindfold from his hand, wrapping it around your eyes and smiling at him. “Happy?” you asked, pretending to sigh.

“You're the best,” he replied excitedly and pressed a soft peck on your cheek, making you blush. “You're gonna love it,” he mumbled, starting the car before he drove to your destination.

Around forty five minutes later, you were feeling butterflies in your stomach, not just because you didn't know where he was taking you but also because you were excited about your date with him. You heard him pulling over and getting out of the car. He opened the door for you, grabbing your hand as he helped you to get out.

“Can I take it off already?” you asked him with a slight pout. Sunghoon chuckled at your expression, wrapping his arm around your waist before he locked his car.

“No~” he cooed, “we're not there yet.” The boy guided you inside a building, you could tell from the difference of temperature. The next thing that you felt was a ding, “be careful,” Sunghoon said, confirming that you got on another elevator.

“Where are we?” you asked curiously, playing with one of his hands, making him smile widely.

“Shut up, we're almost there, baby girl,” he whispered in your ear. “I think you'll love it.”

After a few minutes, the elevator stopped on the right floor, Sunghoon guided you into the place. The boy moved behind you, untying the blindfold as he captured his lip between his teeth nervously. You kept your eyes closed as he put the piece of clothing in his pocket, “you can open your eyes now.” he whispered.

As soon as you opened your eyes, you saw it. The penthouse was still the same, it was decorated just like the night you met him, except for the table with candles and flowers right in the middle. You took your hand up to your mouth, covering it as you sighed, feeling your eyes getting blurry from the tears of happiness.

“Sunghoon?” you whispered, still shocked from his sweet gesture, “is this?” You wanted to say something but the words didn't want to come out of your mouth.

“Yes, this is the penthouse where we met,” he wrapped his arms around your waist, hugging you from behind as he placed his chin on your shoulder. “One of the best nights of my life,” he whispered in your ear.

You turned around, facing him. The boy's eyes were just as teary as yours but he was smiling. You wrapped your arms around him, hugging him tightly as you hid your face into his neck. “You're so amazing,” your voice cracked, “this is… I don't know what to say, it looks exactly the same.” Sunghoon nodded, holding you closer to him as he pressed a soft kiss on your head. “I saw a picture of it and I tried to recreate it, I'm assuming that you like it,” he smiled, kissing your forehead.

“This is so beautiful, Hoonie, thank you,” you whispered against his skin before pressing a soft kiss on his neck. The boy pulled away from you, looking down as he kept smiling.

“We should sit, I made your favourite food,” he took you to the table and you both sat down. The dinner was filled with his usual dad jokes, delicious food and drinks, laughter and lots of flirting. There was a spark in Sunghoon's eyes, the same spark that showed up every time he looked at you when you were still together.

You could feel his intense gaze as you talked about something random that happened during the last concert. The way he admired you even when you were rambling without making any sense due to your own excitement.

“Hoon, are you even listening?” you chuckled, tilting your head as you were now feeling the heat on your cheeks.

“Um, yeah,” he licked his lips, trying to get out of his trance, “you said something about Jake forgetting his underwear at the bar?” He tried to guess, making you laugh again.

“That was like five minutes ago, I'm talking about Heeseung,” you shook your head, pretending to be disappointed in him. “You didn't listen,” you pouted, trying to mess with him.

“I'm sorry,” he apologized, “it's just- you look so beautiful right now a-and I just got lost in your eyes and the way you talk.” You saw him blushing as he stuttered and tried to avoid your gaze.

“I was just messing with you,” you smiled at him. You noticed that his hand was still on the table, so you reached for it, taking him by surprise as you intertwined your fingers with his. “You're cute when you get nervous, you know.”

“I'm not nervous,” he chuckled, “well, just a little but it's definitely unrelated.” He squeezed your hand gently before he rubbed your hand with his thumb.

“Oh?” you frowned, watching him curiously, “why are you nervous, Hoonie?”

“I umm…” he took a deep breath, “I'm sorry, I truly want to apologize.” He mumbled, earning a confused look from you.

“Apologize? For what?” you had a slight suspicion of what he meant but you wanted to hear him.

“I want to apologize for everything,” his voice broke as the tears started running down his face. “I'm so sorry for hurting you, for what I told you the night that miss Kim kissed me. I'd never cheat on you, I was just mad because I felt like you didn't trust me.” he talked fast, sounding desperate and truly sorry.

“Wait, what do you mean she kissed you?” you asked whilst you started to feel your heart breaking as you watched him crying in front of you.

“She was so obsessed with me that she wanted to ruin our relationship… So she kissed me as soon as she saw you but I pushed her away and ran after you.” You could see the pain in his eyes as he talked. “That's what I tried to explain that day but then you said that and I just felt angry cause I thought you didn't trust me.”

You felt the tears threatening to fall, tears of relief and happiness with a hint of pain and remorse. “I was such an asshole and a bad boyfriend for getting mad at you when I should've been there for you, I should've hugged you.” He started to cry harder, making you burst into tears.

“I should've done something, I loved you so much and I never told you that, I never showed you how much you meant to me, yn,” you squeezed his hand, trying to show him some support while you couldn't talk. “I still love you.” His last words made you get up from your seat.

You wrapped your arms around him, pulling him as close as you could as he buried his face in your chest. He wrapped his arms around your waist and held onto you as he kept apologizing.

“Hoonie, baby, it's okay,” you brushed his soft locks with your fingers and kissed his head. “I was wrong too, I'm sorry for not letting you explain, sweetie.”

Sunghoon looked up at you, his nose was red, just like his eyes as he whispered. “But I got mad at you when you needed me, I was such a bad boyfriend.” You shook your head, still brushing his hair before you moved your hands to his cheeks, cupping them as you wiped his tears away with your thumbs.

“Hoonie, you were the best boyfriend I ever had, I'm sorry for not letting you explain and I'm sorry for hurting you as well.” you mumbled, leaning down and pressing your forehead against his.

“I don't deserve it but… can you forgive me?” He asks in the tiniest voice that he had.

“Of course I do, as long as you forgive me too,” you mumbled, pressing a soft kiss on the boy's cheek.

“Yn… I still love you and- I- I'd love to try again, if you want me back of course.” he looked at you with a light pout.

“Of course I want you back, I missed you so much, my love.” you whispered, making him smile.

“Can I…?” he shyly asked.

“You've done it a lot of times and now you want to ask?” You replied teasingly, making him giggle before he captured your lips in a sweet kiss. You kissed him back as he pulled you down to sit on his lap. It was the sweetest kiss you ever shared, you could feel his love in every move and you made sure to put all your love in it as well.

Your hands went from his cheeks to his nape, where you played with his hair just the way he liked it, making him pull you closer to him as you kept making out. But this wasn't just another makeout session, this time, you both were taking your time, trying to demonstrate your feelings to each other with just a kiss.

After a few minutes, you finally pulled away, smiling at each other. You saw his lips, red and swollen, and you knew that yours were just the same or even worse. The kisses were cute and soft but Sunghoon was still a biter, just like you.

“You were right,” you whispered against his lips, “this is the best date ever.”

“Well, we aren't done yet,” he smiled softly and pecked your lips again. “Get up.” You obliged, completely oblivious from what was about to happen.

Sunghoon grabbed a microphone, smiling at you awkwardly before you heard the melody of Puzzle Piece by NCT Dream. You felt your heart skipping a beat when Sunghoon started to sing, his voice was so sweet and completely hypnotizing, he was amazing at it. The tears started to run down your cheeks pretty quick, ruining your makeup.

Sunghoon looked at you mesmerized as he sang the song with all his heart, meaning every word that came out of his mouth. When the song finished, he left the microphone whilst you ran the two meters that separated you, hugging his neck as you kept sobbing.

“I hate you, I spent like two hours in my makeup,” you joked, still touched by his gesture and amazed by his beautiful voice. “Your voice is so amazing, Sunghoon what the fuck? You're so good.” His cheeks get red as he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him.

“Thanks, means a lot, especially coming from you, angel” he smiled softly, rubbing your back delicately.

“But you're so good, you should sing with us at the bar!” you exclaimed excitedly but the boy shook his head.

“No, there's a lot of people there, I don't know if I'd be able to,” he giggled nervously.

“Hoon, you're a model and a figure skater, you're literally famous!” you rolled your eyes playfully, “and I definitely know that you're not shy at all.” you winked at him, making him smirk as he nodded.

“Alright! Maybe I will…” he leaned down, kissing your lips softly just to shut you up. You kissed him back, smiling into the kiss as you played with his hair. He captured your bottom lip between his teeth, pulling on it before he completely pulled away. “You're so gorgeous, my angel.”

“No, I look like a mess, my makeup is ruined,” you pouted, earning another kiss from the figure skater.

“Shut up, you look beautiful,” he left a chaste kiss on your lips. “My pretty girl~” You felt one of his hands leaving your waist. He took his hand to his pocket, looking for something. He pulled his phone out, putting on a playlist and you instantly recognized the first song.

“Death of a Bachelor? Really?” you asked him as he pocketed his phone again before he shrugged.

“It's the song that made me fall for you that night,” he started dancing to the melody, keeping both hands on your waist.

“You're the cutest,” you smiled at him, following his steps.

“Not as cute as my pretty girl,” he smirked and leaned down to kiss your cheek, “you look even better like this.” He kept leaning until he was close enough to whisper in your ear, “next time I see you like this, it'll be because of my cock.” You punched his biceps playfully, making him laugh.

“You're such a pervert,” you whined. “We were having a cute date, dumbass!” you laughed with him, shaking your head.

“We're still having a cute date!” he exclaimed, smiling widely, he really enjoyed teasing you. “And if I'm not wrong, you're also a pervert so… it's fine!” you shook your head as you both kept laughing and dancing.

After a few hours, you were resting your head on his chest as he kept his chin on top of your head whilst you danced to a slow song. You felt comfortable and warm with your old love and you only left his arms once to fix your makeup.

“Are you tired, baby?” he asked softly, leaving a soft kiss on your hair.

“Mhm,” you nodded, “can we go home now?” you couldn't help it but yawn, making him yawn too.

“Of course, my love.” He pulled away from you, grabbing your hand and intertwining your fingers before he took it to his lips, pressing a soft kiss on your knuckles before you both left the building.

It was around 2AM when you came back to your shared apartment. Sunghoon walked you to your bedroom door and kissed you one more time.

“Hope you sleep well, my pretty girl,” he tried to pull his hand away from yours but you didn't let him. Instead, you held his hand tighter as your free hand tugged on his wrist, pouting at him.

“Stay the night please,” you whispered, watching his mouth curve as he happily smiled.

“Sure!” he exclaimed, feeling shy at his sudden excitement, “if that's what you want, of course…” You laughed at him, trying to play cool when you knew he was just as excited as you.

“Let's go to sleep, ice prince.” You pulled him inside your bedroom before closing the door. You both got changed into your pajamas, both being Sunghoon's shirts that he lent you during the last months. You got in the covers, feeling Sunghoon's arm finding a comfortable place on your waist as you cuddled against him.

The figure skater stared into your eyes as he drew invisible patterns on the fabric, wishing that it was actually your skin. He leaned closer, pressing his forehead against yours.

“This is so nice…” he whispered, his eyes traveling to your lips. “I really missed this, I missed you.” You smiled, cupping his cheek with one hand.

“I missed you too,” you whispered before kissing him softly. He kissed you back, tilting his head to deepen the kiss as he pulled you closer to his body. After a few minutes, you pulled away but that didn't stop him from leaving soft pecks on your lips, making you giggle. “Hoonie, let's go to sleep.”

“Alright,” he mumbled between kisses. “Just one last kiss,” he said, stealing another kiss before he pulled away, holding you closer until your nose brushed his neck.

“Hoon, what are you doing?” you laughed against his neck, making him shiver.

“I just want to keep you close and warm~” he pressed a soft kiss on your head.

“Okay, good night love.” You mumbled, nuzzling his neck and making him shiver again.

“Stop doing that, you know my neck is sensitive!” he whined, making you laugh.

“I'm sorry, but it's your fault for keeping me so close!” The boy rolled his eyes pretending to be annoyed when he was actually enjoying the whole situation before he yawned.

“Shut up, let's go to sleep,” he mumbled, smiling as he shut his eyes.

“Good night, Hoonie,” you whispered before you both fell asleep in each other's arms.

[allmoshnobrain]

𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐫

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　 *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

part 03 of ? | masterpost

word count: 1983 | ao3 link

He gently touched my face, brushing away my tears with his thumb, sending my heart racing and a million butterflies swirling in my stomach. I gazed into his brown eyes, seeing them focused and concerned. "I won't let him send you away. No fucking way. If he tries, you can crash in my room," he said, and I couldn't help but let out a little giggle. He flashed a smile and moved even closer. I glanced away, my heart racing. "I'm dead serious, Nore. And screw him if he's got a problem with it."

✦ on this chapter: oc is cliff's cousin, +18, slice of life, fluff, cliff being cliff (overprotective older cousin), kissing, dave mustaine x female!oc

I woke up the next day with a pounding headache and a desert in my mouth. I couldn't even remember drinking that much, but I guess my alcohol tolerance went downhill in the past year. I dragged myself to the bathroom, where I changed and brushed my teeth, and then went to the kitchen, where Cliff and Lars' voices were coming from.

"Good morning." I grumbled.

"Mornin’." Lars replied. Cliff just gave me a blank stare and grunted in response.

"Where’s everyone else?" I asked, grabbing a glass and filling it with water.

Cliff shrugged, but Lars said:

"James is taking a shower upstairs, I think. Dave didn't come home after last night," He must have noticed the concerned expression on my face, because he added: "Oh, he does that sometimes. But he always turns up eventually," 

I plopped down at the table with a sigh, burying my head in my arms. The pain was so intense it felt like my head was going to explode.

"Hangover?" Lars asked.

"Yeah," I grumbled. Cliff scoffed.

"Told you not to drink too much. You didn't listen," he said.

"Oh, Cliff, shut up," I lifted my head to look at him, upset. "And how come you're all cool over there? You drank way more than I did!"

"I got superpowers," he replied with a wry smile.

"Yeah, the power of alcoholism," Lars said sarcastically. Cliff made a face and flipped him off, which only made Lars laugh.

I heard someone coming down the stairs, and in comes James to the kitchen. He looked pissed, and I couldn't help but notice the bruise on his lower lip. He swung open the fridge, snatched a beer, and left the room. I glanced at my now empty glass and decided to go after him.

"Hey, James," I called out. He turned to face me.

"What?"

"Um, I just wanted to... apologize. For yesterday," I muttered, my eyes involuntarily darting to his busted lip. I couldn’t help but think this was my fault.

He snorted, a slight smirk on his face.

"No need to apologize. Dave turns into a pain in the ass when he's wasted. Shit like this happens," he raised an eyebrow, his eyes gleaming with a hint of amusement. "Not much of that in your fancy world, huh?"

I rolled my eyes.

"You'd be surprised. There are worse things," he chuckled, seeming a bit less grumpy now. I hesitated. "Listen, what... What exactly does Dave keep talking about me?"

"He doesn't want me to tell you," he pointed to his injured lip. "Remember?"

"He's not here anyway," I shrugged. "I won't tell him you told me."

"You're pretty damn curious, huh?"

"I just like knowing what people say about me."

"You didn't seem so interested yesterday," he grinned, and I furrowed my brow.

"I won't push you to tell me. Just wanted to know."

"Well, since you are already pushing for it," he said, and I rolled my eyes. "He's been bugging me ever since you showed up, talking about how he thinks you’re beautiful. And he's been asking me if it's too risky for him to make a move, 'cause he's never seen Cliff so protective over someone. But my guess is, he'll end up asking you out anyway," he smirked.

"And why the hell did he punch you over that?" I asked, bewildered. He shrugged.

"You tell me. But if I were you, I'd watch out for the guy. He's nice, but he can be a real jerk when he wants to."

I didn't even get a moment to gather my thoughts and answer, because right then, the front door swung open and Dave strolled into the house. His eyes darted from James to me, and he walked straight toward me, completely ignoring James' presence.

“Hey. You alright?” he asked.

“Yeah, I'm fine. Why?”

“Nothing. Sorry about yesterday.”

“No worries. But you might wanna apologize to James.”

He frowned, looking annoyed, and I blushed a bit, wondering if I had crossed a line. He let out a sigh, then turned to James and quickly said:

"Sorry for yesterday." James looked stunned, as if it wasn't something he heard often. Then he looked at me and said, "Mind if we talk in private?"

“Sure” I replied, surprised.

“Maybe in your room? Cliff won't be too happy if you go up to mine, right?” he smirked.

"Okay."

We headed to my room, and as soon as we stepped in, he closed the door and took a seat on Cliff's bed.

"So, where'd you crash last night?" I asked softly, then blushed. None of your business, you shouldn't be prying, I thought. But he flashed a smile.

"Were you worried?" He patted the mattress next to him. "Come here."

I sat down, my face turning hot. That was probably the closest I'd ever been to him.

"Will you tell me why everyone’s telling me to be careful around you?" I asked. He raised an eyebrow.

"Who said that?"

"Cliff told me yesterday. And James..."

The door flew open with a bang, jolting us both and revealing an annoyed Cliff.

"What the hell are you two doing in here?" he snapped.

Dave stood up before I could answer, looking like he was ready to punch Cliff. He stormed out of the room while Cliff shot him an icy stare.

"Why the hell did you butt in?" I asked, feeling a surge of anger. He glanced at me, raising an eyebrow.

"It's my room too. I didn't butt in on any damn thing."

"We were just talking! Why..."

"Nore, are you into him?" he cut me off, and I couldn't help blushing.

"Where'd you get that idea?"

"You’re always looking at him. And he’s been following you everywhere. And that fight yesterday was because of you, wasn't it?"

"And what's it to you?"

"I'm your cousin. And your guardian. You're only 18, Nore."

"You're just two years older!" I shouted. "And why does it matter to you if I get involved with someone? If I get involved with him?"

"You don't even know him! He... He's a damn alcoholic!"

"Oh, and you're not?" I laughed, disbelief in my voice.

"He doesn't give a damn about you, Nore. He hardly knows you!" His voice grew louder. I felt my heart tighten at his words. "I bet he'll just f… He’ll just use you and then forget about you."

"I don’t care," I said defiantly. "You don't have a say in what I do."

"If he keeps bothering you, I'll send you back home," he snapped back angrily. Tears welled up in my eyes.

"If you didn't want me to come here, you should've told me sooner," I fired back, my voice trembling, and stormed out of the room, shoving him aside. All my life, Cliff had always been my biggest supporter in everything, even when I got into trouble. But now, he just seemed annoyed with me all the time. It wasn't fair.

I charged past James, Dave, and Lars and stormed out of the house. I was so pissed off that I kicked the trash can, sending it crashing to the ground. Cliff had me angry and confused.

Me, developing feelings for Dave? No fucking way, I thought, but deep down, I knew I was fooling myself. Cliff had hit the nail on the head about one thing — I couldn't keep my eyes off Dave. Not that I was even trying. Right from the start, I was genuinely attracted to him, and the electric tension between us whenever we got close was only making it worse. But Cliff had nothing to do with it. I could handle myself just fine.

"Nore?" I heard someone calling my name, and when I turned around, it was Dave, leaning against the doorway, a lit cigarette in hand and a beer in the other, looking worried. "You alright?”

"No," I blinked, tears welling up in my eyes. He came closer.

"What happened?"

"It's Cliff... He doesn't want me around," I whispered, my voice trembling. I couldn't go back home, I just couldn't. "He said he'll send me back... to my parents."

His face hardened.

"Is this my fault? Because of what went down yesterday?"

"No," I replied. "It's not your fault. Cliff is just being an asshole."

He gently touched my face, brushing away my tears with his thumb, sending my heart racing and a million butterflies swirling in my stomach. I gazed into his brown eyes, seeing them focused and concerned.

"I won't let him send you away. No fucking way. If he tries, you can crash in my room," he said, and I couldn't help but let out a little giggle. He flashed a smile and moved even closer. I glanced away, my heart racing. "I'm dead serious, Nore. And screw him if he's got a problem with it."

"Dave, why the hell does he have a problem with me being around you?" I asked, softly. He paused, then let out a sigh, taking a step back.

"Maybe it's because of my reputation," he confessed, looking a bit embarrassed. "I’m not exactly the smoothest guy when it comes to girls around here."

I raised an eyebrow.

“Why am I not buying that?” I questioned, and he chuckled.

“I mean, it's easy to charm them. The hard part is what comes next. I guess I've had my share of jerk moments,” he looked at me. “But I don't want that to happen with you, Nore.” He smiled, seeming embarrassed. “This has never happened to me before, but I almost wish I hadn't punched James yesterday, just so you wouldn't have taken off afterwards.”

“I didn't leave ‘cause I wanted to. Cliff sent me home, remember?” I said. He looked surprised, and I wondered how much he remembered from the previous night. "But why'd you go and punch James, anyway?"

“I... I got some issues with that. I lose my temper when I drink. Control goes out the window. James is my friend, but he also becomes annoying when he's had too much. Says shit he shouldn't." He smiled, then ran a hand through his hair. “Don’t mean I enjoy it when that happens. It sucks, and the moral hangover ain't fun. But screw it."

"I get you," I said, and he stared at me, not entirely convinced. "Hey, I've got my own alcohol issues, you know?"

"You don't strike me as the aggressive type."

"Nah, I don't usually go around throwing punches," I confessed, and he let out a soft chuckle. "But I've screwed up real bad. So much that my parents wanted to send me away. That's why I'm here. What I'm trying to say is... I get where you're coming from. You're not alone in this," I said, with a gentle tone.

He came closer to me again; his hand softly holding my chin, tilting my face to meet his gaze. I blushed a bit. He was way closer than I anticipated, his brown eyes reflecting the sunlight, his lips forming a kinder smile than I'd ever seen.

"You're way too good to me, more than I deserve," he said, then kissed me.

My heart fluttered as his lips moved against mine, the taste of beer and cigarettes filling my mouth. He had a woody scent, his hair felt soft against my shoulder and neck. I let out a contented sigh, surrendering to his kiss, my hand reaching up to the back of his neck as his tongue slowly explored my mouth. He trailed his lips to my neck, planting a series of little kisses that sent shivers down my spine.

“You have no idea how badly I wanted to kiss you”, he said, his lips smiling against my skin. I let out a soft chuckle as he pulled me even closer, his lips finding their way back to mine.

[dewracle]

Hi!! Do you ever wonder what kind of music each of the vessels listen to when they have some downtime? It's something that randomly crosses my mind.

Love your writings by the way 🫶🏼

Hello hello, I wrote in a different format, I gushed I’m sorry. I love y’all’s requests, they make my day <3

Vessel

I can honestly see Vessel listening to some soft yet sad songs. I’m talking artists like Jacob Lee, you know the man who wrote Demons? It’s soft with a lot of guitar and feeling. Depressing but also meaningful.

“Deep in my structure I think I still love her but I need some sleep…” - Demons by Jacob Lee

II

Y’all might hate me but II 100% listens to rap! He just listens to it to the beat and hype. Possible Snow Tha Product or Nikki Minaj because he’s baby. Also, throw in some random Lil Darkie to switch up and add some flavor to that shit.

“I don’t know and I don’t care, I’m unaware of how he’s faring” - HAHA by Lil Darkie

III

Let’s get grooving with III, this long-legged baby loves pop. He screams the lyrics to Doja Cat 24/7, like shut him up. You know that dance/jump he does on stage? Yeah, he’s doing this to Say so so much he’s panting. It’s just a bop and he can scream and go wild.

“Didn't even notice, no punch left to roll with, you got to keep my focused, you want it? Say so” - Say So by Doja Cat

IV

Sue me (don’t please) IV is a soft sad boy. He listens to indie music on a daily and stares at people while doing it. I mean stuff like Sweater Weather and 505. He feels floaty but also loves the little guitar bits in the songs. A perfect balance I tell you.

“It’s too cold for you here and now. So let me hold let me both your hands in the holes of my sweater “ - Sweater Weather by The Neighbourhood

[home-of-chaos]

Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment

I'd let you had I known it, why don't you say so?

Didn't even notice, no punches left to roll with

You got to keep me focused, you want it, say so

Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment

I'd let you had I known it, why don't you say so?

Didn't even notice, no punches left to roll with

You got to keep me focused, you want it, say so

It's been a long time since you fell in love

You ain't coming out your shell, you really ain't been yourself

Tell me what must I do (do tell, my love)

'Cause luckily I'm good at reading

I wouldn't bug him, but he won't stop cheesin'

And we can dance all day around it

If you front then I'll be bouncing

If you want it scream and shout it, babe

Before I leave you dry

Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment

I'd let you had I known it, why don't you say so?

Didn't even notice, no punches left to roll with

You got to keep me focused, you want it, say so

Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment

I'd let you had I known it, why don't you say so?

Didn't even notice, no punches left to roll with

You got to keep me focused, you want it, say so (yeah)

Let me check my chest, my breath right quick (ha)

He ain't never seen it in a dress like this (ah)

He ain't never even been impressed like this

Prolly why I got him quiet on the set like zip

Like it, love it, need it bad

Take it, own it, steal it, fast

Boy, stop playing, grab my ass

Why you actin' like you shy?

Shut it, save it, keep it, pushin'

Why you beating 'round the bush?

And knowing you want all this woman

Never knock it 'til you try (yeah, yeah)

All of them bitches hating I have you with me

All of my niggas saying you mad committed

Realer than anybody you had, and pretty

All of that body-ody, the ass and titties

Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment

I'd let you had I known it, why don't you say so?

Didn't even notice, no punches left to roll with

You got to keep me focused, you want it, say so

Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment

I'd let you had I known it, why don't you say so?

Didn't even notice, no punches left to roll with

You got to keep me focused, you want it, say so

I don’t want it but it’s obviously you def want me 🙄

[rakimaiirisa]

Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment I'd let you had I known it, why don't you say so? Didn't even notice, no punches left to roll with You got to keep me focused, you want it, say so 🎶 (Kai x Selene <3)

[normystical]

past me:

pshh!! im not like OTHER girls!! im not some basic white bitch!!

me now:

must consume pumpkin spice. must purchase white girl iced coffee. must go to mall for enjoyment. didn't even notice no punches left to roll with you got to keep it focused you want it say so~

[aswebothshook]

Ok. I promise this will be my final post abt The Hating Game (Sally Thorne, 2016). But I’ve been working on a playlist for a couple days and I.....ngggh. Yeah. I love this book perhaps?

[griftersbone]

Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment I'd let you had I known it, why don't you say so? Didn't even notice, no punches left to roll with You got to keep me focused, you want it, say so Day to night to morning, keep with me in the moment I'd let you had I known it, why don't you say so? Didn't even notice, no punches left to roll with You got to keep me focused, you want it, say so

[everafterkeiji]

𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐐𝐔𝐎𝐓𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐓. 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐊𝐘𝐔𝐔 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒

PAIRINGS: Haikyuu boys x fem! reader

GENRE: angst, pining, teasing, spicy level at 1?

A/N: i am hooked, captivated, jealous, and many more emotions🤨 this was honestly a little random but no complaints

⟡𝐀𝐓𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐔's offhanded comments on an essay he didn't participate in was a bloodbath waiting to happen. Though you understood that he was in a tight schedule regarding practice and matches was a tough schedule to keep up with, the expression on his face when he sees the score ignites the rage that was kept tight when you stayed up just to pinch in to replace their mistakes and their unwillingness to cooperate that had you pulled out of calmness.

"Wipe that shit expression off of you, Miya. Maybe if you were there we could've done better but no." You huffed, while there's a chuckle from the blonde as he takes the paper from your hands, a punch to your efforts, while he waves it around before towering over you with eyes glancing to your lips before it goes straight to your eyes before he spoke,

"If you wanted the best, then I'm all yours to take."

⟡𝐊𝐀𝐆𝐄𝐘𝐀𝐌𝐀 would go overboard majority of their practice so at those moments—you never know what to do seeing that you weren't on good terms anyway. He'd be too focused and frustrated to be communicated with while Hinata's drive to progress himself always mixes with the setters competitiveness then it leads to late practices making you stay until they finally leave.

"You two— c'mon I have to lock up. Get going already." Hinata smiles at you softly sharing his intents to stay a little longer while you shook your head. He gave out a defeated sigh while you walked to the storage room to make sure everything was placed to where it was but when you expected silence, it never came. The sound of heavy impacting echoes through the gym while you rolled your eyes to walk out and see the setter all alone.

"Kageyama, go home." You were down to the remaining ounce of energy you had left. You could only roll your eyes as you held the ball he was meant to hold as he blinks at you.

"I'm not gonna say it again. Let's go home already." He turns the other way around whispering, "Just one more." making you hold onto his wrist as he turns to you surprised but held a glare in secret. "Stop being so stubborn." Kageyama scoffs before holding onto your hand on his wrist, a slight tug while you leaned forward because of his actions.

"And stop trying to make me go home with you." You pushed him slightly with raised eyebrows, a fluster in your cheeks as you tried to pull away.

"Idiot- that's not what I mean!" You argued while his hand remained on yours as you both stared each other down. "It's not like I meant it that way either." Tobio said before letting go of your arm, walking away with his own heated cheeks while grabbing his bag and ending the day with one more glance to you.

"I'm going now, if you're going to come with me—then I'll see which of the choices you did mean."

⟡ 𝐎𝐒𝐀𝐌𝐔 doesn't like the way your personality mirrored his twin. A duplicate of another duplicate. He saw how well you and the blonde had bonded and brought a migraine to his head, realizing that the annoyance he gets from his twin has doubled when it came to you but he does deny that there's an ounce of envy seeing that you were never that close to him and always favored Atsumu.

And now that you were in their residence, the laughter from you and the setter ticks him off as if he was a thirdwheeler in every situation—god, even in their house.

"Oi, do you mind? I think my controller is in Samu's room can you get it for me?" Atsumu asks while you shrugged before knocking over to Osamu's door. You figured that he didn't like you as much and you kept your distance but at times, you can definitely feel that the distance that had grown to a state that even you were confused in how it got that far.

You casually enter in, glancing at Osamu who was only busy on his phone but shares a stare to you when you wander around.

"What're ye looking for?" He asks, while you responded saying it was the controller. He stands up with a groan, noticing how messy the other side of the room was as you began to pick up a few shirts while Osamu cocks an eyebrow.

"Ain't no touching that, I'll clean it myself." He suggests but you continued nonetheless thinking that this may reduce whatever tension was there. Right at the moment where you reached for the jersey at the stairs of their bunk bed, Osamu had grabbed your wrist making you wide eyed before looking at him.

"I said I can do it." He says in which you followed with, "I just wanted to help you and Tsumu." He rolls his eyes but the proximity of you two is alarming especially when his hand was still wrapped around yours.

"Atsumu this, Atsumu that—can't you worry about me?" He jokes at first but there's warmth to your cheeks alike to his own, but he leans forward, a smirk to his lips. "Only you?" You asked before he spoke again,

"Only me and no one else, doll."

⟡𝐒𝐀𝐊𝐔𝐒𝐀's bad start during mornings never get along with your rants along with Iwaizumi to help maintain the health of MSBY. Whenever Iwaizumi would be off to observe a different team, you'd be the subsitute. All of the things he's said to them—you'll be there to remind them all over again. In which repetitiveness irks him knowing they've been told before.

"We've been through the same routine. Today's not any special." Kiyoomi suggests, though you get how irritating it can be to act like a broken record—you knew Iwaizumi would do the same thing you were doing.

"And if we go through it like every other day, then we'll finish fast." You argued as Atsumu sends you a chuckle before leaning on his teammate.

"Not with all that yapping." Sakusa whispers making you scoff while Hinata and Bokuto share a worried glance.

"You've got something to say to me, Kiyoomi?" You asked, edging him on because you weren't entirely at fault. You were strictly just following Iwaizumi's orders.

The MSBY player then takes a few steps forward before lowering his mask and with a threat of a stare to look down on you.

"Why don't we stop talking and I'll show you a better routine?"

Atsumu rolls his eyes but rather entertained at the vanter unfolding in front of the entire team.

"Like you'll ever find a way to shut me up." You bragged but there's a chuckle from him before he leans forward—a close vicinity where his lips linger on your ears as a cold voice welcomes you.

"I'd like to see you try and stop me then."

⟡𝐒𝐔𝐍𝐀 is the person that throws distanced glares when it came to you. Ever since the aggravating Atsumu teased you two as a perfect couple that he quickly declined followed by an unnecessary sentence saying you were impossible to date. You understood that you were never friends to even label it but since you were with the twins, you and Rintaro never hit it off the way you did with the Miyas'.

So even as you sat a few seats away from at the local bus, it irks you that this banter goes on even outside school. Looking away, there's a hand to your waist making you glare instantly at the man beside you while he only gives an appalling glance to your attire that made your blood boil as you struggled to move away from him.

"Get the fuck off me." You ordered him but he acts nonchalant. The moment you were about to raise a hand to show some defense, another hand travels to your waist while the previous hand around you was removed.

Gasping you turned to Suna who radiated a heated energy while the man scoffs knowing it was a facade to act like you were together.

"Hey now—if you don't believe she's my girl, then why don't you watch?" Rintaro threats as his lips lingered around your neck while you stood frozen. The destructive and taunting stare he gave to the man caused the bastard to move away not long before Suna had the chance to push him to the other side, cocking a smirk while he pulls you to his body.

"Thank you." You said, while he only shrugs in response, still cautious of the jealousy that lingers the mans eye.

"Seems like you'll be mine for the rest of the night."

[latte-fairytaekwoon]

𝑻𝒆𝒆𝒏𝒂𝒈𝒆 𝑫𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 (𝑱𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝒀𝒖𝒏𝒉𝒐) 𝑹𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅

𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐉𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐘𝐮𝐧𝐡𝐨 (𝐀𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐳)× 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 (𝐅𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞)

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: 𝐒𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐅𝐥𝐮𝐟𝐟, 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐀𝐔, 𝐁𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬.

𝐒𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: 𝐓𝐰𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐝𝐮𝐥𝐭𝐬 𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬.

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐂𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 𝟓.𝟖𝐊

𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 𝐀𝐥𝐜𝐨𝐡𝐨𝐥 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬, 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐲 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐬, 𝐞𝐱𝐡𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐦, 𝐬𝐞𝐦𝐢-𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐝𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐨𝐨𝐥, 𝐨𝐫𝐚𝐥 (𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐢𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠), 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭, 𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚 𝐮𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐱 (𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧).

𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: 𝐓𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐛𝐲 𝐊𝐚𝐭𝐲 𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐲

𝐓𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭: @yunhoiseyecandy @yunhofingers @galaxteez @little-precious-baby @multidreams-and-desires @vocalyunho

✿*:･ﾟﾟ･:*✿✿*:･ﾟﾟ･:*✿✿*:･ﾟﾟ･:*✿✿*:･ﾟﾟ･:*✿

The girl's eyes peered with great attention onto the map in front of her. Making sure it was the correct hallway, she proceeded to make her way down the small staircase. Being so attentive towards the schedule and diagram given to her, not to mention carrying her binder and some of her journals, she nearly tripped on the last couple of stairs but luckily regained her balance before any disaster happened. Faced with a wall full of lockers, she made a right turn and carefully looked for the number written on her paper. Her locker was one of the last ones, which she didn't mind. A door at the end of the lockers was half open, letting her have a peak inside what she assumed to be the training room for the boxing club, given the huge punching bag that was hanging and all sorts of other equipment that she would never guess what they were for.

Squinting her eyes, she began to put in her combination, safely maneuvering the lock and getting her locker to open. With a soft grunt, she tossed her heavy book bag into the compartment, her shoulder aching after having carried so many things at once. She began organizing things so loudly in there she didn't notice the tall, lean figure that approached the punching bag, one of his hands finishing the task of wrapping the safety bandages on the other. His black hair was already sticking to his forehead after having run some laps outside in the track field, his usual warm up before heading inside. Making sure the bandages were tightly secured, he held his fists up before landing a couple of punches onto the bag, stopping momentarily before resuming to strike at it with as much force as he could. Through pants and grunts, he continued his punches, teeth clenched and eyes completely focused, his body beginning to perspire even more sweat, leaving his shirt nearly soaked through.

Gasping for air, he decided to take a break, body hunched over as he rested his hands on his knees, slowly getting his heart rate back to normal. Getting an unusual feeling, he suddenly lifted his head and tilted it to the left. He was both surprised and intrigued to see a girl he'd never seen before gaze at him, her eyes wide open and lips slightly agape, fascination clearly visible on her features. Having been caught eyeing him, she quickly hid her face behind the open locker door, her cheeks immediately reddening and her hands fumbling to quickly take out what she needed and just dash out of there to avoid any further embarrassment. The young athlete chuckled softly, smile still plastered on his face as he began walking out of her room and up to where she was.

"I take it you're new in the school right?"

Startled by his close proximity and tall height, she dropped all of the things she was currently holding, muttering out a slight curse as she began bending down to pick them up.

"Here. Let me help."

Pulling her back up, the male speedily gathered her things and held them back out to her.

"Thank you..." Her voice was barely above a whisper.

"You never answered my question." He gently reminded her.

"Oh...yeah I just transferred here." She responded, hand reaching up to brush some fallen hair behind her ear.

"Thought so, in my years here I'm pretty sure I would have remembered a cute little face like yours."

His compliment followed along by his large hand booping the bun on the top of her head only worked to make her feel more shy about standing in front of such a handsome guy.

"I'm Yunho." He held out his wrapped hand out to her, which she gratefully shook.

"I'm Y/N."

He looked at her with a fond smile upon hearing her name.

"Well Y/N, if you ever get lost or need something, please let me know. I'd be happy to help."

Unable to help himself, he leaned down and bumped his nose against hers, making her slightly crinkle her own after he pulled back.

"I like you. Let's be friends."

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"Look! Yunho! I see the beach already!"

Yunho only took a small glance over at his friend, who had of course taken off her seatbelt in order to stand up and get a better view of the blue ocean that was now drawing closer and closer to them. Without taking his eyes off the road, he grabbed one of her belt loops and firmly sat her back down, not about to risk an accident happening.

"Y/N just because this car is convertible, doesn't mean you can just go wilding about and standing up. You could get hurt."

Poking her bottom lip out with crossed arms, the girl pushed the seat further back so she could rest her feet up on the dashboard. Still hyped up about their trip to California and unable to contain her excitement, Y/N moved one of her legs so it could nudge Yunho's arm. He merely rolled his eyes at her, so used to her mischievous yet rather adorable antics. He couldn't suppress the smile on his face when she kept bumping her knee up against his elbow or tapping her foot against one of the hands that was gripping the steering wheel. During one particular move of her leg, he got his hand off the wheel and grabbed her thigh, squeezing at it softly and keeping it within his reach.

"Do you have a death wish?" He questioned her.

"No..... I'm just too excited and I can't wait to see the rest of the gang." She bounced against the seat.

Releasing a light chuckle, Yunho used his thumb to rub circles against her exposed knee, tugging at the ripped fabric coming out.

"Seriously, couldn't you pick another pair of jeans?" He shook his head.

"What's wrong with them?" She exclaimed in offense.

"They're practically ripping from how skin tight they are. Honestly, did you just paint them on? Guys will stare at your ass." He involuntarily gripped her thigh a little tighter when he pictured some pervert eyeing his best friend up and down.

"Maybe that was the whole plan along."

Her little snort only made him smack her thigh rather abruptly, earning her a glare from him as well, which only served to make her burst into giggles.

"Hit me harder daddy." She teased him, sitting up to rest her head on his shoulders as she batted her eyelashes at him.

"Oh my fuck- I can't with you! You know I hate that word!" He cringed in disgust at the unholy word, lightly shoving her head off him, opting to instead turn up the volume of the music to hopefully calm his energetic friend down a bit.

Pulling into the parking lot, Y/N wasted no time in jumping out of the car and sprinting out towards the small crowd that was already gathered near the shoreline, a small bonfire already being started while the sun was still out. Finally catching sight of the last pair to get there, some of their friends waved them over.

"Hey guys! They're here! Yunho and Y/N are here!" A bright pink haired male who was donning a crop top began jumping up and down in excitement at the whole crew being gathered.

Meanwhile the jet black hair male next to him was not amused by his screeching.

"Ok ok geez, we get it." He held San down.

"Yeosang stop being a drag and let loose for once. We're on vacation, no more mean professors. No late night studying, no more presentations. Tonight we're just a bunch of adults who are going to get shit faced wasted and party all night long!" His friend let out a piercing holler.

"Ok but I'm not carrying your drunk ass back to the room then Woo." Yeosang warned him.

"Mingi!"

Y/N immediately ran up to her friend who was just as tall as Yunho. She was so happy to finally see him after so long, none of them having been able to see much of him since he had gone away on a transfer college program and had been living abroad for a while now. She clung onto him tightly.

"I missed you two munchkin." Mingi bent his face to kiss the top of her head before ruffling her hair into a tangled mess like he'd usually do.

"I'm not going to punch you for that only because I missed your clumsy ass too much." She squinted her eyes at him, but immediately went back to her happy self and began asking him so many questions about what he had done.

Yunho went over to see if anyone needed help, always stepping up to set up anything they needed. He had decided to help out his older friend, Seonghwa, bring out the coolers full of beer and other alcoholic beverages while another one, Hongjoong, began making a playlist on his phone which would soon blast all over the bluetooth speakers.

"How was the ride here?" Seonghwa asked Yunho, who could only let out an exhausted sigh.

"That crazy huh?" Hongjoong chuckled, looking over at Y/N who was practically hanging onto Mingi's arm like a koala, while San and Wooyoung were arguing about not being giving the same amount of hugs.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm happy she's already having fun, but even I think she's a little too much for me nowadays. I can barely keep up with her energy sometimes." Yunho admitted, although he found it ironic how ever since the years passed, it had seemed as if though his once bubbly and energetic nature switch somewhat with Y/N's more calm and mellow personality.

"Well I mean, don't worry about babysitting her tonight. Just drink some beer and go wild like we used to back in high school."

Popping off the cap, Seonghwa handed the bottle over to Yunho who immediately took a small sip of it.

"Are you kidding me? I'm going to have to stay sober and make sure she doesn't do anything too crazy."

Smirking, Hongjoong came up to him as he pulled something out of his pants.

"I thought you'd say that which is why I took the liberty of placing you two in the same motel room. Now you don't have to worry about rooming with tweedle dumb or tweedle idiot there." He nodded over to Wooyoung and San.

Yunho looked down at the room key with bewilderment.

"Oh Hong- why would you? Listen she's my best friend, but to share a room with her-"

"Is the best idea if you ask me. Seriously Yunho, we're here about to get fucked as hell. Maybe this is the chance for something between you two to finally happen. If you know what I mean." He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, which made Yunho blush wildly.

"Nothing will happen. She only sees me as a friend." He tried to convince himself more than anyone else.

Seonghwa and Hongjoong looked at him and then at each other, both of them with a dead panned expression.

"Oh honey you are so lost." Seonghwa stated, letting out some very audible tsks.

"Jongho! Come here! We need an opinion from a level headed person." Hongjoong waved over a muscular red head over, who came over with arms crossed over his chest.

"What?" He looked unamused.

"On a scale of 1-10, how much would you say Yunho and Y/N want to fuck each other?"

Yunho covered Hongjoong's mouth at that.

"Hyung! What the fuck?!" He looked around to make sure Y/N didn't hear anything.

Shrugging, Jongho slid his hands into his pant's pockets.

"I don't really pay attention to hetero shit, but I'd say solid 12 if I'm being honest." Satisfying their curiosity, he went back towards Yeosang, who was already downing down another bottle and laughing a lot more than he'd usually do, which prompted his partner to take the bottle away from him, which Yeosang did not appreciate and began grumbling in a not so threatening manner.

Yunho looked over at his friend, talking so casually with the other girls, all of them showing off pictures of clothes or their pets no doubt. He began to think that maybe Hongjoong and Seonghwa were right. Perhaps this could be the night where something would spark between them.

He just had to wait and see.

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Loud cheers and hollers were being poured out at the two females who were currently tongue deep inside each other's throats due to the dare they were given.

"3, 2, 1! Ok. 40 seconds is up."

The more dominant of the girls got off the other's lap, a smug look on her face while the other looked completely dazed as she tried to regain her composure.

"Dang Sua, you didn't need to go that intense. Poor Yoohyeon." Wooyoung shook a finger at her.

"I know for a fact you enjoyed that little show just as much as she did." She glanced in between his legs, eyeing the very visible boner that had formed there before brushing some hair out of Yoohyeon's face.

"Ok it's not my turn but I've really been wondering long and hard about something! Seungyeon! Is it true you got your nipples pierced last month?" San suddenly blurted out, words slightly slurring as all eyes looked over at the bronzed beauty who had a wicked grin on her face.

"I did." She confirmed the rumor.

"No way! You have low pain tolerance! I don't believe you!" He interjected.

Putting her drink down, she sauntered over to him, hands on her hips as she stood in front of him. Grabbing the end of her shirt, she lifted it up and let her well endowed tits pop out. San nearly choked as he stared at the metal bars piercing through her nipples.

"Hot damn. I love being Bi." He licked his lips.

With a giggle, Seungyeon gave her tits a little shake before covering them up again.

"Ok now that I blessed you with my chest, now you have to do something for me."

Always up for a challenge, San immediately agreed.

"What is it? Come on throw it at me. Who's dick or pussy am I sucking?" His question had everyone laughing.

"No, don't get ahead of yourself fuck boi. I dare you to strip and jump into the cold water." She smirked, really convinced he'd never do it.

But to everyone's shock, horror and amusement, San didn't waste a second before standing up and ridding himself of all his clothes, leaving some of his friends wide eyed while others were getting more turned on by the ever escalating game of truth or dare.

"You know if you wanted an excuse to just see my dick, all you had to do was ask."

With a wink towards the tanned female, San ran into the water and let his entire body submerge underneath the waves. Meanwhile the rest of the party got off their seats to witness or record the entire thing. Coming out of the water, San swiped his hair back before calling out to them.

"I bet none of you have the guts to do the same!" He challenged them.

"Bet!" Wooyoung responded before practically ripping his shirt off.

With a shrug, Seungyeon completely took off her top.

"You have all seen my tits already. What the heck?"

Soon a few more of them joined San in the water, while the others either stood there contemplating if they should do something or just let them be.

"I knew it. I knew this would eventually turn into one of those college parties that ends in an orgy- NOT THAT I'VE EVER SEEN THEM!" Mingi immediately shouted, but everyone around him just looked at him with absolutely no surprise or judgment.

"I wanna join!"

Yunho watched in horror as Y/N took off her shirt and threw it at him. Before she could even reach for her bra clasp, he took off his jacket and covered her, picking her up and slinging her over his shoulder.

"No you don't. We're going to our room and you're going straight to bed." He firmly said, ignoring the suggestive glances the others were giving him.

"Put me down Yunho! Put me down!" She wiggled in his grasp, trying to break free but in her tipsy state she couldn't really do much.

"Bye Y/N! Sorry you didn't get to show us your boobs! I bet they're great!" Yeosang waved at them, completely drunk with Jongho holding him up so he wouldn't fall.

Y/N eventually gave up and just let Yunho carry her across the motel parking lot, his car already having been moved over so it'd be easier for them to get their stuff. Not fully coherent and with still leftover energy, she began tapping on his back.

"Truth or dare."

"Y/N, I'm pretty sure the game already ended." He told her as he took out his key to lock and put the alarm on his car.

"But you didn't pick anything besides truth you boring old sack! Now pick dare! I wanna dare you to do something!" She insisted.

"Fine. What do you want me to do?" He wanted to satisfy her whims for a moment.

"Dare you to slam me on the hood of the car and make out with me."

Yunho wasn't sure if she was being serious or was playing around like she usually did, but her sentence made him freeze up.

"I knew it. I knew you didn't have the balls to do it." She snickered at him.

Finally deciding to snap, Yunho tore his jacket off her body before hauling her down and slamming her onto the hood of his car, not to hard so she wouldn't get hurt. With a dark look in his eyes, he smirked down at her.

"Bet."

Before she had time to respond or comprehend what was going on, Y/N was already melting into the kiss her long time friend was giving her. She didn't hesitate to allow his tongue to slither in her mouth. Y/N moaned as Yunho continued to massage his tongue against hers, rolling them over each other before sucking down on it. His hands which had been holding her arms over her head let go of them so they could snake down her torso before gripping her hips. Prying her legs open with his knee, Yunho pressed himself in between them, his growing bulge grinding against her jean clad core. Y/N could feel her underwear stick to her folds from how aroused she was becoming. Having nothing to lose, she wrapped her legs around Yunho's waist, squeezing him closer as she grinded harder against him, practically dry humping him.

"Fuck! You're driving me insane."

Wanting to get her as frustrated as him, he trailed wet and sloppy kisses down her sternum, licking on the top of her cleavage, while his fingers pushed underneath her bra cups so they could rub her nipples in between them.

"Oh! Oh my god!" She gasped out, her hands going to the back of his head, fingers harshly tugging at the strands of his hair as she pressed her chest out more forward him.

"Please suck my tits."

Yunho let out a brief awkward laugh at her request before pulling himself off her, which resulted in her writhing in an annoyed manner.

"That wasn't part of the dare Y/N and I'm not doing such a lewd action out in public."

He did not let her glare deter him from patting the top of her head softly. Turning his back to her, he made way towards their hotel room calling out to her so she could follow him. When he didn't hear nor sense her following behind him, he quickly turned around and saw that instead she was walking towards the pool.

"Y/N I'm not going to tell you again. Get in the room right now and- No! Y/N no!"

He chased after her as if she was a misbehaving cat, internally cursing himself as he saw her entering the pool area. He stopped in his tracks when he saw her peel off her tight skinny jeans before diving into the pool, some of the water splashing onto him.

"Holy hell, please give me the strength to deal with her." He muttered to himself as he picked up her discarded clothing.

He just stood there both admiring and just guarding her as she freely swam around without a care in the world. Emerging from underwater, she swam up to where Yunho was and propped her elbows on the concrete.

"Join me Yuyu." She made it a point to use the nickname he favored and to glance at him with puppy dog eyes.

"No. It's late and you have gone wild enough for one night. Now come on, out you go now."

Extending his hand out, he ordered her to take it so he could pull her out of there. Having other thoughts in mind, Y/N acted as if she was giving in. As soon as she took his hand, she took advantage of his unguarded state to strongly pull him down into the water with her. Yunho came back out of the water with a shocked expression.

"Have you completely lost your mind?!" He shouted at her, wiping some of the dripping water off his face.

"Maybe. I don't know."

With absolutely no remorse, she pushed him towards the pool steps, making him sit down on one of them before straddling his lap. Not giving him a chance to ask, Y/N just cupped his cheeks and began to fervently kiss him, not lingering long on his lips as she preferred to attack his neck, biting and sucking at various points in an effort to leave purple and red spots all over his milky skin. Yunho's hands cupped her hips in a futile attempt to hold her still but ultimately failing as they seemed to have a mind of their own and wandered further down to cup her ass. Kneading at her cheeks, Yunho bucked his hips up at hers, head tilting to the side to allow her to nibble away as she pleased at his skin.

"Just what exactly do you want with all this?" Yunho finally asked.

Humming against his skin, she placed a sweet peck on the recent mark she made.

"I want you to suck my boobs." She repeated her words from before.

Taking his hands off her ass, she placed them on her chest, making them massage them as she liked them to be.

"That's it? You go through all this just to get your boobs sucked?" Yunho found it ridiculous yet cute.

Shaking her head, Y/N began bouncing on his lap.

"No I want you to fuck me." She blurted out.

Yunho immediately retracted her hands off her body, eyes not even blinking as he began processing what she just said. Gulping down an imaginary lump, he took a deep breath and gathered his strength and self control.

"Y/N, baby. You're probably too wasted to think straight. You don't know what you're saying. So let's just go back to the room and go to sleep. Don't want you regretting anything in the morning."

Even though he said it to her, he mostly meant it for himself. He didn't want to ruin anything they had already built up over the years just because of some stupid decision. Y/N however clung onto him when he attempted to let her go.

"I'm not wasted trust me. I'm in full use of my 5 senses and I mean it when I say I want you to fuck me Jeong Yunho."

Trying to seduce him one last time, she began to nibble at his earlobe, knowing he was sensitive around that area. Wanting to rile him up, she whispered in his ear.

"If not then that's ok..... I'm sure Seonghwa or Hongjoong won't mind me joining them for a night."

Instantly, she was lifted up by his strong arms and carried away towards their room.

"You're not spending the night with anyone but me."

Yunho nearly broke the door down from how hard he opened it, using his foot to slam it close behind them. Setting his friend down on the bed, he began to rid himself of his soaked clothes, letting them pile up into a short wet stack on the floor. Y/N bit down at her bottom lip as she took in the size of Yunho's cock. It was well above average and the thickness had her mouth watering. When Yunho came over to her, she tried to reach out and stroke it, but he quickly grabbed her wrist and stopped her from getting closer. Pushing her further on the bed until her head hit the headboard, Yunho reached under her back so he could unclasp her bra and free her boobs from their confinement.

"Are you really going to fuck me? Fuck me like one of your exes? I heard a few naughty and interesting rumors." She let out a soft giggle.

With darkening eyes, Yunho used one of his hands to wrap itself her neck, tightening around it so as to cut off her breathing for a brief moment.

"First of all, don't mention any of those skanks right now."

Releasing her neck, he peeled her panties off her legs and threw them across the room, ignoring where it landed. Taking both of her hands in his, he pressed his forehead against hers, his lips tenderly brushing against her own.

"And second of all, I'm not going to fuck you...."

Giving her a loving peck, he smiled at her.

"I'm going to make love to you."

Unlike his previous hungry kiss, this time his kisses were more soft and drawn out, as if he wanted to take his time in savoring each and every time his lips enveloped hers in a tender yet passionate kiss. Every once in a while, he'd tug at her bottom lip with his teeth in a playful way. Once he got her fill of tasting her mouth, his lips traveled down her chest, finally giving her what she'd ask for since the beginning. Looking up towards her, he took hold of one of her delectable breasts and brought his mouth close to it, tongue circling around the sensitive nipple before it disappeared inside his mouth. Yunho couldn't hide the proud smirk on his face whenever he felt Y/N squirm underneath him, back arching everytime he gave her tits a particularly long and hard suck. Pressing them together, he squeezed them into his large hands before taking both of her nipples in his mouth, teeth grazing over them. Taking notice of her change in breathing, Yunho couldn't resist himself in teasing her a little.

"Finally satisfied that you got what you wanted? You got your tits sucked, should I stop now?"

When he began moving away from her, Y/N pulled him back to land on top of her.

"No! You said you were going to make love to me." She whined at him, lips pouting out.

Pecking her pouty lips, Yunho began crawling down her body.

"I did say that and I'm following through on it."

Pulling her body close to his face, he ran his nose against her slippery folds. Parting her lips with 2 of his fingers, he delved his tongue into her hole, collecting some of her arousal and lapping it up with such ardent intensity. His face was practically smothering itself into her heat, her juices staining not only his nose but even his chin. But Yunho couldn't help himself as he continued to feast on her taste, his tongue flicking out against her clit before sucking more of her juices out of her. He loved having her roll her hips against his face, her eyes shut tight as she let herself get lost in the addicting feeling of having his mouth swallow her mound and folds. It boosted his confidence when he heard her moans get louder and her the rising of her chest become more agitated. By the way her thighs began to clench around his head, he knew she was going to cum any second. Before that could happen, he released her delicious clit from his mouth with a loud popping sound and climbed back on top of her body.

Before she could complain about him leaving her hanging, he began to pump himself slowly, the tip of his dick running across her folds. Looking at her one last time, he asked her one more time if she was ok with it. Instead of answering, she replaced his hand with her own, getting a low hiss to spill out from his lips as she began to stroke his length. Thumb playing with his slit, her mouth was occupied in kissing all over the marks she had previously made on his neck. Not wanting to waste any more time, she lined him up at her entrance and pushed him inside enough to get the tip in.

"Go ahead Yuyu." She encouraged him, her hands steadying themselves on his arms for support.

Slowly easing the rest of himself inch by inch in her, Yunho gave them both a few seconds to get adjusted before he began to expertly roll his hips. It was a slow and steady pace, but he made sure to hit deep enough for both of them to start moaning against their lips, which were never more than a few inches apart from each other. Yunho never took his eyes off her face, drinking up every single one of her facial expressions. He moved her hands off his arms so he could hold them in his own, their fingers intertwining with one another. He began to pick up his pace, hips slamming further onto her body. Unable to contain his emotions any longer, Yunho captured her lips one more time in a desperate kiss. He only pulled away so she could hear what he had to say.

"You don't know how long I've wanted you. From the first moment I laid eyes on you back in high school, I've yearned to make you mine."

Y/N gasped when he sunk his teeth into her neck, his hands pressing her hard against the mattress as his thrusts became more forceful, ripping out whimper after whimper out of her throat.

"I tried to find someone else....hoping I'd get over you....but none compared to you. I've only ever wanted you."

Y/N was left completely speechless at his words, never imagining he'd actually feel the same way she felt about him. She could see the longing in his eyes and she had no doubts that her own were probably mirroring his feelings at that moment as well. Caressing his face, she found it difficult to get out any coherent words due to Yunho ramming his cock inside her, but eventually she found her voice.

"I love you Yunho."

His hips momentarily stopped when he heard those 4 words, his mind trying to decipher if it was real or another one of his fantasies. Knowing he was doubting what he heard, she repeated herself.

"I love you Yunho."

Lifting her up, Yunho sat her on top of him, his arms holding her so close to him, he could practically smother her.

"Say that again." He begged her.

Y/N began crying out when he began lifting her up and sinking her back down onto his cock, his hips relentlessly bucking up into her. His fingers were gripping onto the sides of her waist so hard they would probably leave prints for days to come. Her nails raked along his back, leaving scratch marks plastered on the top.

"I love you! I love you!" She began chanting loudly through chattering teeth and shaky breathing.

Yunho felt himself go feral at hearing her repeat her words, wanting to hear her say it for so many years.

"Fuck I love you too my darling."

When he shifted angles underneath her slightly, he brushed against her g-spot, making Y/N's whimpers turn even louder and her walls clenched tighter around him.

"Right there love? Does it feel good right there?" He cooed in her ear, fingers brushing against the bulge protruding out of her stomach.

Through tear brimmed eyes, Y/N frantically nodded.

"Yes! Right there feels good. Please keep going, I'm going to cum." She begged him, her nails digging sharply into his skin.

Yunho continued to stroke his hips up, watching intently as Y/N shut her eyes tightly and clenched her teeth. Holding onto her tightly, he witnessed as she began sputtering incoherent words while her body shook uncontrollably on top of him, her orgasm washing over her and coating Yunho's cock which was still sliding in and out of her. It was such a beautiful scene, seeing her dissolve into immense pleasure that he didn't fall far behind as he began pumping all of his cum into her, shooting a heavy load that some began to spill onto his thighs as he continued to bounce her on top of him, helping them both ride out their highs.

They were so exhausted they ended up collapsing on the bed, their breathing raspy and hoarse. Reaching his hand out, Yunho pulled her body back up against his, wanting to stay as close to her as possible. Brushing some of her hair out of her face, he wiped off some of the smudged eyeliner and mascara that had become messy.

"I look ugly don't I?" She questioned him.

"You're always gorgeous to me, although if you want my honest opinion, I think you're prettier without any makeup on." He nuzzled his nose against hers.

Snuggling close to him, Y/N buried her face in his chest, inhaling in his scent while her ears listened intently to the beating of his heart. Their fingers began to play with one another, bumping against each other or just clasping and unclasping back and forth.

"So does this make us....?" She looked up at him.

"I mean, I would hope so. I was literally balls deep inside you while I declared my love for you. I would expect us to be official at this rate."

They both laughed softly at his answer.

"We should have been honest with each other a long time ago." She lamented not saying anything before.

"I'll say, I could have been making love to you a long time ago."

Y/N squealed when Yunho flipped her over, making her lie face down while pushing her legs apart.

"Y-Yunho! Already?" She couldn't stop blushing as she felt his dick poking at her ass.

"What can I say beautiful? You rile me up as if I was a teenager again." He had absolutely no shame as he began pushing inside her once again.

"But what if they hear us?" She pointed to the walls, knowing fully well her friends were probably already back in their rooms by now.

Yunho didn't seem to care as he fully shoved himself inside her folds and pressed open mouth kisses on the nape of her neck.

"Well then I hope they brought ear plugs."

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Green Thumb

Part 19

Request: Yes or No

In the last few chaps two years have passed, in this one three have passed so the five year gap is overrrr. Endgame is three goddamn hours longgg. I'm sorry this one feels short. I just hate doing more than one or two timeskips

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"I'll visit soon, Sarah. Tell the boys I said hi, alright?" You smiled softly, saying bye to Sarah before hanging up. You sighed softly, putting your phone down. You buried your face in your hands, sighing heavily. You heard your phone buzz, looking at the text on screen.

Starks Bitch Ass

You still coming for dinner?

You picked up the phone, going to answer Tony before you got another text. You furrowed your brows, clicking on it.

Nat

I need your help

(Y/N)

With?

Nat

You know

You frowned, gaze lifting to the picture of the Barton family, your family. You sighed again, eyes shutting briefly. The last time you had seen Clint had been three years ago.

Nat

And also with Stark

Nat

We're outside

You scoffed, standing up and walking to the front door. You watched the car stop, dust and dirt flying up behind it. You went down the steps, approaching the car. You saw Steve driving, Natasha in the passenger seat.

"How you been, (Y/N)?" Steve asked, unlocking the doors.

"Shitty." You got in the back, glancing at Scott.

"I thought you were dead."

"I thought you were like fifteen last time I saw you." Scott replied, looking you over. You cocked a brow, putting on a seatbelt.

"So.. What do you need me for?" You asked, brows furrowing.

"Convincing Tony of time travel." Natasha answered as Steve began to drive. You stared at her, confusion evident in her face. Scott noticed, clearing his throat.

"Okay, so-"

"If it has to do with science or math, I don't want to hear about it. I'll only get a headache." You waved him off, leaning back against the seat and shutting your eyes. You took a nap on the drive, waking up when the car came to a stop. You yawned, getting out of the car and walking towards the the lodge.

"Momo!" You called, smiling softly. Morgan's eyes lit up, wiggling in her dads grip. Tony set her down, watching her quickly run over to you. You chuckled, picking her up.

"Hey, Momo. Missed me?" You asked with a gentle smile. Tony turned and headed into the lodge.

"We didn't get to finish our story." Morgan said, pouting. You chuckled, watching Tony bring out a tray with drinks. The others stood at the porch, explaining their idea to Tony.

"And you came along because..?" Tony turned to look at you after you convinced Morgan to head inside while the adults talked. You took a seat, shrugging lightly.

"Had nothing better to do." You replied. You slightly spaced out as they spoke about science stuff, taking the drink Tony offered. You looked at the nature around the area, eyes squinting slightly.

"Are you gonna entertain this, (Y/N)?" Tony questioned, turning to look at you. You looked back at him.

"Wouldn't hurt to try, Tony." You said softly. Tony stayed silent, sighing through his nose. He turned his head when Morgan came running out of the lodge, climbing onto her dads lap.

"Mommy said to come save you." Morgan said. Tony held her, standing up as he looked at everyone. His gaze settled on you.

"Will you be joining us for dinner?" He asked, brows raising slightly. You licked your lips.

"Yeah, I suppose so." You nodded, standing up and smiling softly at Morgan. Tony nodded, walking inside. You looked at Natasha.

"Let me know when you find out where he is." You told her. Natasha understood, nodding. You followed Tony into the lodge.

"Tony-"

"You were brought along to convince me. I knew it." Tony set Morgan down, facing you with his hands on his hips. You gave a small nod.

"Yeah, I was. I wanted to see you as well. Nat wants to find Clint." You told him gently. Tonys' gaze softened, nodding. He had Morgan go to Pepper before sitting down on the couch.

"You ready?" He asked gently. You sat on the couch, grabbing a pillow a gently hugging it. You stayed silent, staring at the floor.

"I don't know. I.. I don't know if I'll punch him or scream at him when I see his face."

"I wouldn't blame you. I'll punch him next time I see him."

"Tony." You shot him a look, raising your brows. Tony shrugged, leaning back in the couch. You watched him, shifted and sitting criss cross.

"So, the.. Time heist-"

"Is the stupidest idea I've ever heard."

"Can you at least give it a try? Stop being a Negative Nancy, that's my job." You gently kicked his leg.

"If his theory even works.. Who's to say we can snap them back? What if we make things worse? Make that fifty percent into twenty percent?" Tony questioned. You could understand his concerns. He had a kid to worry about.

"I know, Tony.. Could you at least.. Think it over? Do some small tests?" You asked softly. Tony stayed silent, thinking it over. He took in a deep breath, rolling his eyes when he noticed your puppy eyes.

"Fine! Fine, I'll have F.R.I.D.A.Y run over some tests after dinner."

"Thank you."

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"You think you're up to this?" Natasha asked softly as the jet neared Tokyo. You nodded, watching the city lights come into view.

"Yeah, of course." You replied softly, slight nerves bubbling in your stomach. Natasha gently grabbed your hand, giving it a light squeeze. You gave her a small smile. Natasha landed the jet in an empty parking lot, getting out. Natasha took out an umbrella, wrapping an arm around you to keep you under it. You and Natasha followed the sound of gunshots, hearing them ease. You slowed down, watching Clint kill a man. You swallowed.

"You shouldn't be here." Clint said. Hearing his voice made your jaw clench.

"Neither should you." Natasha replied, watching him. Clint turned to face you and Natasha, features hard. His gaze softened when he saw you before he looked away.

"I have a job to do." Clint said, the water dripping down his face. You scoffed softly, stepping out from under the umbrella. You didn't mind the rain as you walked towards him. Clint looked at him, lips parting to speak but you didn't let him, slapping him as hard as you could. Clint stumbled back, fingers brushing over his reddening cheek.

"You had a job. You were supposed to be my dad! You left me to do what? Kill some guys?! I was drowning in my own fucking grief and where were you, Clint?! You missed out on 5 years of my life. Five years you'll never get back. How could you call yourself my dad and then abandon me when shit gets hard? I lost Laura too. I lost Lila, Nathaniel, and Cooper too. Then, I lost you and you left by choice." You stared at him, vision blurry. The tears mixed with the rain.

"Tony fucking Stark was there for me when you weren't. The selfish asshole himself.. Was a better father figure than you were." You breathed out, sniffling.

"(Y/N)-"

"These men dying won't change shit but what we're trying to do might. If not for me, do it for the kids. For a chance of seeing them again." You stared at him. The old feeling of safety you used to get from him had disappeared.

"There's a chance we can get them back. If we do... Things won't go back to normal. You easily abandoned me and I can't forgive that. I'll never forgive that. For three fucking years.. You never bothered getting in contact, never bothered checking in, never bothered being a father. You wouldn't have left if I was Cooper. You wouldn't have left if I was Lila. You proved it." You took in a deep breath.

"I was in pain-"

"And I wasn't?!" You snapped, chest heaving. You noticed you didn't feel the rain anymore, seeing that the rain drops had stopped mid air. You took in a deep breath like Tony had taught you, feeling the rain resume before it eventually eased and stopped completely.

"Are you gonna help the team?" You asked, studying his face. Clint gave a silent nod, gaze flickering back to Natasha. You turned around, opening your palm and feeling the water on your clothes and body move towards your hand. The water mixed together, making a large water bubble. You let it drop to the ground as you walked back towards the jet. You entered, getting in the pilots seat and buckling in. You were incredibly angry but you didn't want to accidentally cause a tsunami so you focused on your breathing. You set the course as Clint and Natasha quietly spoke. You stared at the night sky, watching the clouds pass by. You called Steve, watching the blue screen pop up with his face

"We got Clint, Cap. We're heading back now."

"Copy that." Steve replied, nodding before his gaze shifted onto the two behind you.

"How have you been, Clint?" Steve asked.

"Never better." Clint answered, sighing softly. You frowned, focusing on the clouds as the jet flew back to the facility. Steve and Clint caught up until Steve hung up, leaving the jet in silence.

"Did Bruce have any luck with Thor?" You asked, glancing back at Natasha. Natasha nodded, gently toying with her braid.

"Yeah, he mentioned it was a bit tough to see him. Thor wasn't himself." Natasha stood, approaching the front and placing a hand on the chair. You hummed softly. You felt your phone vibrate, taking it out and seeing Peppers contact. You answered the call.

"Yeah?"

"Morgan wants you to tell her a bed time story. She's sad you didn't have time the other day." Pepper explained in a slightly apologetic tone. You smiled, chuckling softly.

"Yeah, okay."

"(Y/N)?" You heard Morgan's soft voice, immediately feeling relaxed.

"Hey, Momo." You cooed, making sure the jet was on auto pilot before you leaned back in your seat.

"What story do you want today?"

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Chapter six

Erik slowly pulled his arm from underneath Israel's head without waking her then pulled the covers up to her face, since he had it freezing in his loft.

He swung his Heavy leg over the edge of his bed and stepped on his hard wood stairs that laid up to his bed slowly so it wouldn't creek or crack. He slipped away from the comfort of his bed and made it out of his room without a sound. Even though the sounds of his bare feet slapping against the floor in the hallway was still heard, Israel didn't make a move.

He flicked the lights on in the kitchen, and snatched the refrigerator door open. He mostly had vegetables, fruit and water.  It had been like that since He had started a healthy life style after he came back from the navy.

He grabbed his glass bottle of water and chugged it down. That early morning thrust was real. After he was done he refilled the bottle of water before putting it back in the fridge for his afternoon workout.

Erik went back into the living room and pulled his rug back to reveal his hardwood floors. He pulled one of the wooden boards up and reach up inside to grab his father's old leather Journal. It was slightly beaten up from the many years of his father using it but none the less it was still very beautiful.

his balcony doors blow open from the Wind and he pulled the cream white Curtains back and stepped out. The air was cool but not to cold.

It felt good against his skin. Over the few markings that he had on his  torso- about 400 plus, all in rows around his torso. Some were still healing and sensitive.

Erik was actually still surprised that Israel's nosey ass hadn't spotted them on him yet. He knew that once she had, she will ask him a Thousand and one questions about them. And Erik wasn't really ready for that since he knew he couldn't tell her the real reason he marked himself, at least not yet.

He sat in the big chair that he had hanging to the top of his roof. It swayed from side to side when it was windy or when ever Erik sown it himself. It was soothing though. His balcony was one of the places he liked to meditate and clear his mind. He could look down below, and see businessmen in suits and looking for a taxi, and kids heading off to school with big backpack bouncing against them from running to the bus stop. It was regular city life for him.

He loved the city but hated the memories it came with. He had lost to much in it. First his mother then his father, and so many of his childhood friends had lost their lives to the city they called home. So many time had the city almost taken his life as well, from being beaten on the street by police officers, or being held at gun point at 15, by a local drug dealer that Erik had considered one of his niggas.

The city had done him so wrong but yet here he was, still living in Oakland. Just in a better spot then the apartment that he had spent ten years of his life in.

Erik sighed and sat back down and open his father book. He liked to reread it to keep him motivated and focused on his Destiny. The foreign words of his father language, that he had learned to read over the years, popped out against the old- now brownish- paper. Erik flipped to the page titled, the prince is here.

My son, my prince, my happiness have finally arrived. More Beautiful then I could ever imagine, dark brown eyes like his mother and a head full of thick black kinky hair like me.

The happiness that spread through my body the moment my eyes laid on him I knew I was in love. This was a different type of love, not like the kind of love you have for your mother or your wife it was a kind of love that only a mother or father could have for their child-

Erik read with tears beaming his eyes. Not letting them fall once. Erik slammed the book shut clenching it in his hands, as he leaned forward staring at it. It didn't make him sad, it made his angry. He was so angry at his father and it confused him so deeply since he knew his father had no control over what happened to him.

Maybe it wasn't anger towards his father, but pain that he turned into anger like he always did. And he was tired of it, the anger that had been building up inside him ever since he found his father dead, on his Apartment floor with panther Panther  claw marks in his chest, that came from the man his father called brother.

That's where his real anger was towards, his family. Erik couldn't even call it anger, it was rage. He knew that once he met his uncle all hell was going to break loss. All the pain and rage he had inside of him was going to be released. As soon as he got to wrap his hands around T'chaka fat ass neck, and hear that satisfying crunk that came after he squeeze with all his might. And then his cousin t'challa, was next because he knew that once he killed T'chaka his son was going to go after him. But he was going to prepared.

Israel rolled over on the bed and look over the loft bed. Erik wasn't in the living room or kitchen. She had thought that maybe he had left, until she saw the balcony curtains blow up from the door being open. She smiled slightly and peeled the thick blankets back and headed down the stairs. The little cracking sounds the wooden stairs made as she tip-toed down  sparked Erik's interest, he closed the opened book again, and sat it behind the pillow he had on his swinging chair.

He leaned back into the door frame and spotted Israel on the stairs with a grin on her face. "Hi." She whispered softly so her voice didn't sound raspy from not talking for hours at a time.

"You always wake up in a good mood?" He asked getting up from the balcony ground and walking up to her. She chuckled and shrugged. "When I get a good night of sleep, yeah." She said looking down at him into his eyes, that were still slightly red from earlier. Since she was about three stairs above him, She placed her hands on his shoulders and leaned towards him. "Um...Thank you for last night, I had fun. It was the first time in a long time that I have felt like someone actually wanted to hang and spend time with me..." she admitted, looking down at his chest as she fiddled with his shirt. He rested his hands on her waist and squeezed lightly. "You don't have to thank me princess, I enjoy hanging wit' you." He spoke softly, brushing her face with his knuckles. Slightly pushing her face to the side.

Her gut felt bubbly with happiness, and her cheeks were starting to hurt with how hard she was smiling. And Erik only made it harder for her to stop from the way he was looking at her.

That look he gave her. The one were he would title his head like a puppy and lick his lips while keeping Direct eye contact.

The thigh clenching look if you will.

"You hungry?" He asked, picking her up and swinging her off the stairs to the bottom. "No not really, I don't like to eat breakfast that much because I'm never that hungry." She said sitting at the kitchen counter. His eyes raised and he turned to her.

"You gotta eat breakfast Israel, that's the most important meal of the day." She rolled her eyes because she had heard it so many time before from her mother. "I know I just don't like breakfast-"

"I'm making you breakfast, and you gon' eat it." Erik said turning around to the refrigerator to grab the stuff he needed.

And A word wasn't said as Erik handed Israel the plate of two prices of Turkey bacon one pancake, and a small glass of a mango kiwi and strawberry smoothie that he sweetened with orange juice.

He tried not to give her much but she still felt like it was to much food for right now. It he gave it to her at like 12 am in the afternoon she would most likely still be hungry afterwards.

She stared at the plate and then back at Erik, a pout on her lips. He nodded his head, as if telling her to go ahead and start eating. She sighed and grabbed a fork and began to eat, Erik as well. But his plate was stuffed. Three pancakes, three prices of bacon, and the rest of the plate was taken up by the four scrambled eggs. He was a big boy and needed all the food he could get.

"Is it good?" He asked, month full of food.

"Yeah, it's good even though your Force feeding me it." She chuckled taking another small bite. Erik gave her a close month smile, chewing his bacon aggressively.

"You'll get used to it, eventually your body will want to eat in the morning, anyway your parents call you yet?" She shook her head, taking a sip of her smoothie. "No, I don't know what's going on but hopefully my mother calls soon to fill me in and let me know they made it there safe." She said her thoughts wondering off a bit.

After they were done eating Erik decided he wanted to workout at his favorite boxing gym. So they both got dressed quickly, Israel just put on a white oversized t-shirt and a pair of gray leggings and her white nike sneakers, while Erik wore black baseball shorts a dark gray workout shirt and black running shoes.

Once Erik grabbed his bag they were at the door and headed to the gym.

Erik turned into the parking lot Of his boxing gym named the home of Apollo Creed. Israel raised her eyebrows but she went with it. Erik opened her door while he throwing his gym bag over his shoulder. "A boxing gym?" She questioned following him inside the cold building. There was about ten different sweating men hitting at punching bags or at their couch Gloved hands.

"Yes, that's what the sign says right?" He chuckled dropping his bag on the floor. She rolled her eyes at his slick reply and plopped Down on the bench near his gym bag, "you didn't tell me it was a boxing gym but k, smart ass." She mumbled, watching him watch her while he put on the thin black gloves that fighters put on before the actual boxing gloves. He was clearly not new at this because he wasn't paying much attention to his movements, he was staring at Israel. Something she had noticed he tends to do a lot. But they were even because she caught herself staring at him today more times then she'll like to amid.

"Come on," he smiled pulling her across the gym catching some of the busy men eyes, there was a couple of "damn Erik who dis?" And "this yo new girl?" Erik only grinned, winking at them. While Israel tried to hide herself behind him. Erik noticed and chuckled softly before hugging her to his side.

"You bout to get a couple of boxing lessons for free, by thee Erik Stevens." He sang playfully making her crack a smile. He turned around to look in the big box of gloves and found some pink ones from the little 15 year old girl that used to box here. They looked like they could fit. "Come here, gimme your hand." She slide both her hands in the glove and smiled at how cute they looked on her. "Tiny ass hands," Erik mumbled jokily making her roll her eyes and giggle. "Big ass hands...hulk smash face ass 'I'm Wreck-It' neck ass-" She shot back. he laughed loudly throwing his head back before telling her to "shut the hell up before I knock you out." She just rolled her eyes.

" Ok we're gonna start with a simple, 1,2." He explained taking jabs at the air, making his Biceps and man Titties bounce, In the form fitted workout shirt he changed into in the car. She copied the simple move but aiming at his hands this time. "Ok we gonna do that same move but with a duck added to it," he beamed, excited that she was catching on so soon. "Hit, hit, duck." She moved fast dodging his hand. "This is kinda fun but-" Israel began but was cut short by a high pitched voice and a light skin girl with long loss curls came walking to Erik.

"Erik?! Is that you?!? I haven't seen you in so long," she was so tall that she was almost Erik's height. Israel felt like a child standing next to them.

"This is my homegirl from back in the day, Erie." Israel smiled and waved shyly. "Aw is this your little sister?" Erie smiled sarcastically bending down a bit sticking her hand out for Israel to shake, Israel's smile dropped and things got awkward quickly when Israel didn't grab her hand and only stared at the girl.

"Um Nah this is a good friend of mine, but uh it was nice seeing you Erie." Erik chuckled while dismissing the girl trying to hold in his laughter.

"Oh...well I'll see you later I guess, you should Dm some Time so we can really catch up without..." She tailed off glancing at Israel before smirking at Erik and walking off, making sure to make her ass bounce with every step she took. Israel tore her eyes from her and rolled them. While Erik was busy starring at her ass Israel began to take her gloves off, using her teeth to undo the Velcro on her gloves. The tearing sound brought Erik's attention back to Israel. "What are you doing we still-"

"I'm not really feeling it anymore plus my arms are already getting tired." She huffed swinging her arms back and fourth trying to shake the 'soreness' out of them. Erik mumbled a "yeah already." knowing why she wasn't really feeling it anymore, he left her to sit on the ground while he went and found his trainer, RJ. Erik had been working with Him since he was 15, RJ was one of the only people that Erik felt like care for him when he was Foster care. RJ had found Erik fighting a boy a little older then him outside of a gas station and praised him for how good of a fight was and encouraged him to get into. Erik was definitely hesitant about it at first but RJ eventually convince Erik to do it especially since he was going to be training him for free. It was a way for Erik to blow off some steam with all the Pent up anger he had for the world, RJ was just happy to keep him off the streets. He knew the kid was A genius, he was too smart to end up in jail or dead.

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It had been two hours since Erik had been training and two hours since Israel been sitting on the hard floor but she barely noticed the numbness in her butt and legs because she was to busy drooling over Erik's delicious body, it was shiny in sweat and his movements were Swift and fast. The faster he hit the punching bag the more his muscles jumped and bounced, Israel don't know how many she licked her lips or clinched her thighs together but she knew her lips were going to be raw and she would have to take a shower as soon as she got home, she didn't care though it was Worth it. She'll sit here all day and night if that meant she could watch him. She wasn't the only one enjoying this whole situation so was Erik. he knew she was watching his every move, she tried to act like she wasn't but she made it very obvious that she was checking him out, but he liked the attention. He liked how easily he can drawl women's attention without even trying. He had her eyes glued to him, not only hers but Erie's too. He caught her staring at him multiple times but instead of scaring away whenever he caught her she locked eyes with him, giving him very seductive look. Erik only chuckled at her Poor attempt and backed over to Israel to grab his ice cold water bottle. Her breath hitched as he reached over her, his hot body almost pressing against her. The scent of his sweat and actual body odor mix with his deodorant made her mouth water. She wanted so badly to reach up and touch his torso but held herself back, sparing herself the embarrassment of rejection. "Are you done?" "Yeah Come on someone wants to meet you before we leave," he said grabbing her hand to help her off the ground. The feeling in her legs started to come back finally as she made her way over to the punching bag. "Israel this my nigga RJ, we go way back." RJ smile brightly at the girl and extended his hand out to her. "Nice to meet you." She beamed at the handsome older man, holding his hand longer then she intended to. RJ didn't mind at all though. They both broke apart when Erik cleared his throat real obnoxiously eyeing the both of them like they stole something from him. "Nigga Y'all tryin' fuck later or what? The fuck." Erik hissed bluntly more so towards RJ, he was way to old to be looking at Israel any type way. He was in his early 40s and Israel was in her late teens, that shit didn't really sit right with Erik. Israel became tense and RJ just dismissed Erik's out burst rolling his eyes and punching him In the arm with the foam glove.

"Shut yo dumb ass up Erik, anyway it I was just trying to see what your name was and shit for later..." Erik's face scrunch up in discussed as he pulled Israel behind his back. "Nigga you old as dirt still trying to flirt with young girls....grow up." Erik chuckled grabbing his bag and Israel's hand pulling her behind him. "Ok and? I'm aging like fine wine, ain't that right baby girl?" He raised a eyebrow at Israel making her turn her face away to hide her smile from the both of them knowing that they'll probably just clown her. "More like milk, anyway I'll see yo old ass later." Erik dabbed him up and left making sure Israel was right behind him. He opened the door for her and she climbed in, putting her Seatbelt on without him having to tell her too this time. Erik got in next making the car bounce a little from how big he was. "Don't pay that old ass nigga no attention, he do that to all the girls that come in to the gym. He swear he's charming-"

"Welllllll......" Israel tailed off

"Woooooow....." was all Erik said before slumping down into his seat. "He fine." Israel laughed widely shrugged her shoulders. "Hell Nah He could be your dad or some shit he's like that old ass uncle at the cookout that get drunk before the party even start." Israel giggled wildly because she does really have a uncle that showed up to the family events already drunk. After their laughter died down things got quite. Like it always seemed to happen when they were by their selves. It wasn't necessarily a awkward Silent just a little uncomfortable, the type when you don't know what Else to say to keep the conversation going but Israel still enjoyed his company.

It was nice finally being around a man, it felt familiar to her. She was always only around boys and men growing up most of the time since she had no younger or older sister in the house, plus the girls that she did have In her family like her aunts and older female cousins were rude and bitchy for no reason so she stuck with just hanging around the boys. it was what she was used to and most comfortable with.

Erik's deep voice shook her out of her train of thought and now her eyes were staring into his trying to focus on what he was talking about. "Huh?" She said trying to process what he said. "I'm gonna drop you off at home."

She pouted and huffed out her breath before mumbling "I don't want to go home, why can't I just stay with you?" Erik chuckled dryly. "Because I got other shit to do Israel." The sternness in his voice jumped out and Israel was just about to let her bratty personality show but quickly caught herself.

She was really quite the rest of the ride this time, extremely quite. Erik only chuckled at her for being mad that she was going home instead of with him, but he didn't give a fuck. He had other shit to do like he said.

"So you not gon' talk?" She shrugged before turning on the radio. Erik turned it off. "Don't touch my radio, answer my question."

"What?" She asked as if she didn't hear him the first time round. "You wanna stay with me?" She nodded with puppy dog eyes. He almost melted. Almost.

"Mm." He hummed pulling up to her house. She pouted And huffed, annoyed with him playing with her.  "Whatever." She snapped before grabbing her phone out of his lap and slamming his car door shut. She heard Erik's annoying laugh loud and clear as she stomped her way up the steps to her door. Erik's slowly pulled away making sure she got in safely and when she did he speed away.

Soon as he stopped at a red light he grabbed his phone and went to his new contact: Israel (with the pleading face emoji) since it described her best. His fingers work at the speed of light as he tried to send the text before the lights turn green.

Good night, princess. Imma see you soon so you don't gotta pout and shit alright? He sent and almost instantly she read it. The gray dots appeared and vanished then reappeared and then her rely popped on his screen. Ok :) it was simple but it made him smile.

He almost sent her a text back but decided to just leave it at that. She was happy and fine now so there was no need to reply back.

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Sorry about the weird spacing in some areas Tumblr be weird sometimes with that. 

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Frozen Within the Night Wind: Jasper Hale x Fleur Swan, Chapter 6

None of the characters in Twilight belong to me. All rights go to Stephenie Meyer.

"Baby, you don't wanna leave You'd be sorry, 'cause honestly I can make you feel better, any day Look at what you've done for me, I called it how I see You belong with me."

Stick by: BANKS

For the next few weeks Me, the Cullens, and the wolves have been keeping watch on Bella and Charlie. It wasn't an easy alliance and anytime Sam or Leah went onto patrol they wouldn't even acknowledge me. So I often patrolled with Emmett and Jasper to make things less tense. Tonight however I had no choice but to patrol with one of the wolves... a plus side about tonight though, Bella wouldn't be here... she was out with Jacob right now. I had made an excuse that I was staying with the Cullens for the night so dad wouldn't be too suspicious.

"Are you sure Darlin, I can stay behind on this hunt to be with you."

"I'll be fine...I'm sure Sam won't do anything to me. Besides, I've already hunted for the week...you haven't hunted these past two trips because of me...Go I promise I'll be fine."

He sighed before wrapping his arms around me and laying his head on my shoulder. It didn't last long however since we heard rustling behind us. We both turned to see Sam in his wolf form standing there.

"I'll see you later love."

"Bye love."

When Jasper left Sam stood next to me, he didn't look at me at all. We sat in silence for an hour when I finally decided to say something.

"Look...I know I'm probably just going to end up talking to the air tonight but...I need to get some facts straight."

Sam just huffed in his place.

"None of the Cullens turned me...if they would've gotten to me quick enough I wouldn't even be patrolling my dad and Bella right now."

Sam seemed to be staring at me out of the corner of his eye.

"I don't know who he is...but someone working with Victoria turned me...If I am being completely honest I think it's the intruder we're looking for right now."

Sam huffed again.

"And I know you are absolutely disgusted with what I am now but... I really miss you, and Emily... Seth and Leah too. But I know I can't go down there anymore and Leah completely hates my guts but I just had to get off my chest." I looked away from Sam, feeling completely embarrassed that I spouted all of that out. Then suddenly, I felt some fuzzy nuzzle into my hand. I smiled and pet him, it seems he's warming up to me again.

"Thanks, Sam..."

Our heads both shot up as we heard movement and for a split second I saw firey red curls go across the way.

"Let's go Sam!" I said and started running toward her, he followed me a second afterward. She noticed us running toward her and took off back into the woods.

"Sam go back onto your territory so she can't jump back without being caught."

He followed my command surprisingly.

"I thought you were great at self-preservation Curly, but to come right to her house, right near the Cullens isn't very smart now is it?"

She didn't acknowledge me. Suddenly... something popped up in my head... I looked at Sam and winked, I mouthed to him that I had an idea.

Victoria stopped in her tracks and stuttered.

"James?"

I stopped running and crept up behind her, not wanting to let the hallucination go to waste. Carlisle was right... this second power would be useful to me. The image of James just looked at her with deadly eyes.

"James... how are you... here?"

"What are you doing with him?" "James," asked.

"It's not like that...It just so I could avenge you." Victoria stated.

"You disgust me..."

I was just about to get behind her and grab her neck when she snapped out of it and flipped me over and sent me into a tree. She took off again, leaving us in the dust. Sam jumped back over to me and nudged me with his head.

"I'm okay Sam... we need to go back to the house in case someone else shows up again. When we made it back to the house I saw Jasper and Rosalie standing in our spot looking confused.

"What happened? Why did you leave?" Jasper asked.

"We saw Victoria and chased after her...we couldn't catch her."

"Damn it," Jasper grumbled.

"Were you close to getting her?" Rosalie asked.

"I was inches away from grabbing her by the neck... I guess the hallucination I made wore off..."

"Can you tell where she's going now?" Rosalie questioned.

"I can try... the tracking is still a little wonky sometimes." I got into that trance again attempting to track her,

"It looks like she's going to Oregon..."

"Oregon what is she going to do in Oregon?" Jasper inquired.

"I can't tell..."

Before anyone could say anything else Jacob's car pulled up, Edwards was not too far behind.

"Uh oh... this can't be good," I said, I then began to jog toward the situation, it soon turned into an argument.

"IF YOU EVER TOUCH HER AGAINST HER WILL AGAIN!" Edward roared.

"Guys don't do this here!" Bella pleaded.

"She doesn't know what she wants."

"Hey what the hell happened?" I asked.

"Jacob kissed me..." Is all she said.

"Wait for her to say the words," Edward said.

"What... Edward do you want her to be in a relationship with him? You're losing the argument here bud. bring it back!" I thought to myself.

"Fine, and she will."

"Jacob just go okay?"

"Hey, hey hey... break it up you two," Dad said, he must've heard the commotion.

"Okay... what's going on?"

"I kissed Bella... and she broke her hand, punching my face... total misunderstanding."

I couldn't help but bust out in laughter... this whole situation was something you would find in a crappy soap opera they play at 4 in the morning when no one is awake to see them.

"What are you doing back here Fleur?" Dad asked.

I came up with a lie quickly.

"Oh I forgot some toiletries... and I came back down to get them." luckily my car was still here.

When I pretended to grab my items I came back outside, Bella and Edward were gone. I kissed my dad on the cheek and wished him a goodnight and drove back down to the Cullen's house. When I came in Carlisle was wrapping up Bella's hand, everyone else was sitting in the room with them. I sat by Rosalie and Jasper, just observing the situation, Emmett walked in with a smirk on his face.

"Geez did you try and walk and chew gum at the same time Bella?"

"No, I punched a werewolf in the face."

"Badass...you're going to be a tough little newborn."

Rosalie and I looked up, now focused on the conversation.

"Tough enough to take you on." She said with a smirk.

Rosalie slammed down the paper she was reading and left the room. Bella just rolled her eyes and sighed. I looked at Jasper and he nodded, I slinked out of the room without anyone noticing or so I thought.

"Hey, Rose."

"I can't stand your sister."

"I know the feeling."

"But at the same time... I envy her too."

I pulled her in for a hug, trying to comfort her.

I heard the slight sound of a door opening and closing again.

"What do you want Bella?" I asked.

"You can go and blather about the joys of being a newborn with someone else." Rosalie added.

"Okay... Rosalie, I don't know what I did... to make you hate me so much."

"How many times do I have to say it... If you treat someone I am really close to like dirt... then I'm going to hate your guts."

Bella scoffed.

"I envy you also Bella."

"What? That's ridiculous!"

"It's not...Bella." I jumped in

"How is it not?"

"You had a choice... we didn't... none of us do and you're choosing wrong, I don't care how miserable your human life is," Rosalie explained.

"My life is not miserable. It’s not perfect, nobody’s life is perfect." Bella stated.

"Mine was. Absolutely perfect. There were things I still wanted. To be married with a nice house and a husband who kissed me when he came home. A family of my own... Royce King was the most eligible bachelor in town, I barely knew him. But I was young, I was in love with the idea of love. On the last night of my life, I left a friend’s house late visiting her newborn son, I wasn’t far from home… They left me in the street thinking I was dead, believe me I wanted to be. Carlisle then found me, he smelled all the blood, but he thought he was helping me."

"I'm... so sorry." I said... I had never heard how she got changed until now.

"That's terrible," Bella added.

"I got my revenge on them, one at a time. I saved Royce for last so he would know I was coming. I was a little theatrical back then."

"That's not theatrical... that's bad ass," I said, Rosalie cracked a smile.

"Things got better after I met Emmett, but we’ll always be this, frozen, never moving forward. That’s what I miss the most, possibilities, sitting on a front porch somewhere, Emmett grey-haired by my side surrounded by our grandchildren, their laughter."

"I understand that’s what you want. There’s nothing I’m ever gonna want more than Edward." Bella argued.

"You’re wrong again, after you’ve been changed there’s one thing you’ll want more. One thing you’ll kill for…blood." Rosalie finished, she then walked out of the room without saying another word.