#((listen if there's food in front of her SHE WILL VACCUM!!

[smileydk]

I already knew I was hot

Pairing: Husband!Mingyu x OC

Summary: Jiwoo has a horrible fever. Mingyu tries to get her to rest. She refuses to accept that she has a fever.

cw/tw: fluff, cheesy nicknames (Mingyu calls OC baby/my love/love/princess. OC calls Mingyu Gyu/baby)

Note: Just... you know, Husband!Mingyu on the brain

The sun shone through the blinds as the clock neared 7 in the morning. As cliché as it may sound, the birds were chirping outside the window.

Mingyu smiled and stroked Jiwoo's hair as she slept on his chest. He couldn't understand how he managed to marry such a gorgeous woman.

Hell, she was even gorgeous when she slept.

Jiwoo had a habit of just laying on top of him, listening to his heartbeat, before falling asleep. Or she'd have her arms around his neck with her nose burried in his neck. Mingyu couldn't understand why she liked it.

What he did know however, was that he didn't mind it. Her weight was comforting. And if it made her happy, and sleep well, he would never be able to deny her it.

As his fingers brushed across her forehead his eyebrows scrunched. He laid the back of his hand against her forehead. His eyes widened.

She was on fire.

He gently shook her shoulders. ''My love, wake up'' Jiwoo only mumbled something incoherent. ''My love, you're on fire. We need to fix your fever''

Jiwoo whined but rolled off Mingyu. ''I already knew I was hot, no need to blame it on a fever''

''Baby, you're burning up'' Mingyu ignored her comment and headed for the kitchen.

He found a glass bowl and filled it with cold water. He opened the freeze and threw a couple of ice cubes in as well. He found a rag and walked back to the bedroom.

''Gyu, I'm fine''

''You are such a stubborn woman. You are burning up, love'' Mingyu dipped the rag in the cold water, squeezed out the excess water, and placed it on Jiwoo's forehead.

Jiwoo pouted, but accepted the cold rag.

''Look, I have to go to work. I'll do my best and get off at lunch. I'll bring home some food and medicine. Do not move'' Mingyu pointed a stern finger in her direction.

''Fine''

Mingyu nodded. ''Good'' He started changing out of his gray sweatpants and into his office-wear. ''Change the rag when it starts feeling less... cold. That's the only thing I'll allow you to do, changing the water in that bowl''

''Yeah yeah, hurry up or you'll be late'' Mingyu chuckled and nodded. He tied his tie and leaned donw. He pressed a small kiss to Jiwoo's cheek before he headed out.

As soon as Jiwoo heard the car leave the driveway she sat up. ''He can't tell me what to do. I'm a grown woman'' She mumbled and stood up.

She completely ignored Mingyu's order and started cleaning the apartment instead. She was humming to herself as she vaccumed.

She then started doing the dishes and before she knew it the front door opened and Mingyu stood there, staring at her. ''I gave you one order''

''Gyu, I am a grown woman. I don't have to listen to you''

Mingyu sighed and put down his bag by the door. He undid his tie and walked over to his wife. He turned her around and wrapped his arms around her waist.

''I just worry that you're overworking yourself with that fever. I care about you, baby'' He kissed her forehead. ''Now let's get you back to bed''

''I don't want to~'' Jiwoo laid her cheek against Mingyu's chest. ''I don't like laying in bed, being... useless''

''Fine, sit, I bought food'' He held up a bag of McDonald's.

''Can we watch "Rain Man" while eating?'' Jiwoo smiled sweetly.

''Anything you want'' Mingyu chuckled and headed for the living room. Jiwoo cheered quietly and followed him.

As they started the movie Mingyu handed Jiwoo one of the sodas. He'd bought her a coke and himself a fanta. As Jiwoo took a sip she slowly turned to her husband.

''Wanna switch?'' Mingyu asked with a chuckle. Jiwoo nodded shyly. She knew he loved fanta, but she wasn't feeling the coke.

''You don't have to-''

''Here'' Mingyu removed his straw and held out his cup to Jiwoo. Jiwoo smiled happily and removed her own straw and accepted the cup.

''Best husband ever. Love you!'' She kissed his cheek and sipped the fanta happily.

Mingyu smiled as she smiled. Anything to make her happy.

As they finished the food, and the movie continued rolling, Mingyu dug out some medicine for Jiwoo. ''Deny the fever all you want, but take this now''

Jiwoo sighed. And he called her stubborn. ''Okay... only because you gave me your fanta''

The movie continued and Jiwoo's eyes started to get droopy. She laid down in Mingyu's lap. ''Tom Cruise is an ass''

Mingyu chuckled and stroked her hair. ''Yeah he is''

A couple of hours later Jiwoo woke up in their shared bed. The cold rag was back on her forehead and Mingyu was nowhere to be seen.

But she could hear the shower turning off. She wrapped herself in a blanket and walked into the bathroom.

There he stood. Kim Mingyu. Her husband. Dressed while drying his hair with a small towel.

''Look who's awake! Slept well, my love?''

Even if it was a bit reluctant, Jiwoo nodded. ''Yeah. I might have a bit of a fever. Thank you for forcing me to rest''

Mingyu smiled and wrapped his arms around her blanket-covered body. He rested his head on top of hers. ''Of course. Can't let my wife die to a fever''

''You're so dramatic, Gyu. I want oranges. Do we have any?'' Jiwoo looked up from his chest.

''Yeah. I bought some earlier''

''Ooo!'' Before Jiwoo could take another step, Mingyu wrapped his arms around her waist, threw her over his shoulder and carried her back to bed and laid her down.

''Don't move. I'll get your stupid orange''

Jiwoo groaned but nodded. Mingyu disappeared down to down to the kitchen.

As he stood in the kitchen he stared at the orange for a minute. ''Should I peel it? It would be weird to bring back an unpeeled orange, wouldn't it?''

He argued with himself for another minute. But soon he was back in the bedroom, with the orange, on a plate, peeled and ready to eat.

''Wow, you peeled it for me. Why? I could've done it myself'' Jiwoo questioned and ate a slice.

Mingyu blushed and shrugged. ''Dunno'' He sat down next to her on the bed. ''I just thought I'd be nice... and I know you got your nails done the other day. I didn't want you to ruin them because I know you're picky when stuff get under your nails. And your sick... and it felt weird to give you an unpeeled orange when I said I'd get it for you''

Jiwoo's jaw was on the ground. She must've hit the jackpot or something when she chose to marry this man.

Mingyu blushed a deeper color of red as his wife kind of just stared at him in pure adoration. He didn't know what to do. He just hid in the first pillow he could find.

''Stop staring at me like that'' He mumbled and peeked up from the pillow.

''Kim Mingyu. You are the cutest man on earth. And the best husband ever'' Jiwoo leaned over to Mingyu and hugged him tightly.

''Alright alright, eat your orange. Then sleep''

''I am 25, I can decide on my own when I sleep'' Jiwoo said in a determined tone, but she continued eating the orange.

''A 25 year old who loves when her husband peel oranges for her. And when her husband changes sodas with her because she didn't feel like drinking coke that day. And when her husband forces her to rest even when she's a stubborn asshole who won't accept she has a fever. Want me to continue?''

Jiwoo glared at him. ''My fever is not that bad. I'll live''

''That's not the point. The point is that you're to stubborn to rest when your body literally screams for it. So eat orange. Then sleep''

Jiwoo pouted but nodded. ''Only if you're sleeping with me. Because no way in hell am I sleeping alone at 10 p.m''

''Sure''

So she finished her orange, put the plate on her bedside table and laid back down on her back. Mingyu stared at her with a pout. What the hell was she doing?

''What?'' Jiwoo asked and turned to her husband with a smile.

He patted his chest and held out his arms for her. ''Here''

Jiwoo giggled and shook her head. ''Why do we even have a king sized bed?''

''I don't know. You chose it. Now come here!'' He grabbed her and somehow pulled her on top of him. ''Much better''

''You're cute''

''I know'' Mingyu winked and wrapped his arms around her waist. ''How's your "not-fever" feeling?'' He laid his hand on her forehead.

''I'm fine Gyu''

Reluctantly Mingyu agreed. Her fever had gone down. For now at least. ''Fine, but that doesn't mean you can do stuff. Sleep''

''Love you~'' Jiwoo smiled and laid her head against his chest.

''Love you more''

[epitomees]

obeysword

yu hopes she chokes for not helping :l

Munch munch munch munch mun-

[thepaperpanda]

Uncle Venom || Eddie Brock x Reader

|| Part II ||

Summary: Reader turns out to be pregnant. A huge change is nearing for both her and Eddie. What Venom will say about it?

Warnings: none

Words: 2666

Authors: Cass & Rouge

You felt like you had the most terrible hangover all the time. You were nauseous and liable to vomit at the slightest provocation. You couldn't even fill up your car with petrol without the fumes making you wretch and heave. And it lasted all damn day. How could anything so natural feel so bad? It was worse than gastric flu, at least with the flu you knew it would be over in a few days. This could go on for another seven months.

"Goddamn," you cursed as soon as you crossed the threshold of Eddie's flat, holding shopping bags in both of your hands. You put them on the floor and closed the door behind you.

The most stressing thing was still ahead - you had to inform Eddie.

Eddie was doing something in the kitchen with Venom looking over his shoulder. "Pal, I swear. If you won't stop drolling on the cake butter, you’ll eat it raw," man muttered before looking over his shoulder to spot you. "Y/N, finally, I was getting worried!," Eddie said and walked to you despite Venom's whining.

"No, no, don't leave that tasty cake, Eddie, you fucker!," Venom whined sadly but his face lit up as soon as he spotted you. "Y/N, my saviour has come!"

You smiled gently and stroked Venom's head. "Hello, boys. Eddie," you looked at your boyfriend. "Listen, after dinner we have to talk, okay?"

Eddie wrapped his arm around you and hugged you gently before taking the bag from you, he watched Venom eagerly dived into it to look after something for him. Letting out an annoyed sigh, Eddie looked at you with a worried gaze. "Is everything allright, sweetheart?"

"Later. I'm hungry," you smiled his question away and poked Venom's head. "Pal, I bought you your favourite chocolate bars with nuts."

Venom made huge, puppy eyes and licked his face with his long tongue. "Y/N is a queen, see that, Eddie? Take an example from her, she treats me like a real family member."

Eddie looked at Venom even more annoyed. "Just because you are nice to her. You are a dick for me so I treat you equally and you eat the cake raw,”he said and his attention returned to you. "Y/N, you are sure it can wait? You made me really worried now."

"I am," you growled at him, waving your hands angrily. "Unpack this bags and I'll put the cake into the oven, Jesus. I asked you to do it and it's fucking too much for you? Oh, great! Have you seen how our kitchen looks like?! Has any tornado came through it?," You yelled helplessly as soon as you spotted the mess in the kitchen.

Venom and Eddie both looked at you in shock because of your sudden outburst. "This... can't be normal," Eddie muttered looking at Venom until he realized that symbiot is just looking at the cake form with his tongue stuck out. "You don't even listen to me, parasite!,” He growled at Venom.

Venom stiffened and straighten his form, towering over man, looking down at Eddie. "Don't call me parasite, you pussy. You ain't any better. You just pissed Y/N off. I told you to clean!"

You raised hand to silent them both. "I go lay down, my head is spinning around. I need a moment of silence, I need to gather my thoughts. You two, clean the kitchen, unpack the bags and prepare dinner. And no, Eddie, I won't be eating Chinese food again," you gave him a look before you left to the bedroom.

"You little!," Eddie was ready to grab Venom in the attempt of chocking him but he immediately reacted to your hand. He listened to you, nodding his head. When you disappeared in the bedroom, Eddie looked at Venom. "You lick off the leftovers and I wash the plates, deal?"

Venom frowned his forehead. "Do we really look like a vaccum cleaner?," He snorted but after this he started to licking food from the counter with his tongue. "Mmm, delicious."

"Now you look like a vacuum cleaner, V,” Eddie said, shaking his head.

Eddie started to work hard to clean the whole kitchen and to wash all the dishes. Later he took upon himself to prepare your favorite meal.

When the meal was ready, Eddie prepared the table at walked to you. He knocked on the door. "Y/N? Sweetheart? Dinner is ready and it's not the Chinese food."

You came to the kitchen after few minutes, yawning, with your hair pinned in a bun. "Wow, I wasn't expecting something like this," you clapped hands and took cutlery in your hands.

Meal tasted delicious and you couldn't get over the rice Eddie has prepared, it was perfect.

Eddie and Venom ate with you, Eddie shyly looked at you. "I hope you like it... I though it will be better than Chinese food," he said quietly, giving Venom big piece of chicken meat.

Venom tried his best to stop himself from eating like a monster. He formed a hand and grabbed piece of meat, taking little bites of it, looking shyly at you.

You thanked Eddie and went to brush your teeth.

When finally you got back, you asked Brock to the living room. You took a place on the couch, crossing legs and looking at him, you let out a deep sigh of concern. "Listen, Eddie. Soon our lives is going to change."

When you were gone Eddie went to quickly clean the dishes again before he went to living room as you asked. Eddie looked at you completely puzzled. "Our lives are going to change. Are you leaving me?," He asked shocked.

You rolled your eyes. "If you'll still be behaving like a pussy, I'll consider such a possibility," he grunted.

Venom couldn't help but giggled loudly, until he spotted angry glance of his host.

Eddie frowned. "You know! After today I wouldn't mind it! I have enough of Venom calling me names and treating me like a piece of trash. I don't need to listen such a things fromthe woman I love,”he growled getting up from his seat, pointing on you. "So stop acting like you would be on your fucking period."

"I'm fucking pregnant!," You yelled at him, also getting up.

Venom blinked and hid behind Eddie's shoulder.

Eddie blinked just as Venom did. "Wait... Wait, you are what?!"

“Fucking pregnant!," You growled. "What means you'll be a father."

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!," Eddie yelled and suddenly picked you up only to spin you around. "This is the best news ever, Y/N!"

"Eddie, stop spinning around, we'll vomit," Venom warned.

"Shut up, next time eat less," Eddie said setting you back on the floor only to hug you tightly. "Do you realize you made me the happiest man with parasite in the entire world?!"

You smiled at him softly and stroked his cheek briefly. "I happen to know."

He hugged you tightly, placing his hand on your belly. "My God, look at it, Venom. There is a new life growing,” Eddie said proudly but quickly he started to panic. "But we need so many stuff."

But Venom didn't look happy at all. He observed you for awhile with interest but soon he turned his head away.

"V? What's wrong?," Eddie asked looking confiused.

Venom didn't respond to man's question, he disconnected himself from Eddie and crawled aside, sitting in front of the window.

Eddie looked at Venom and back at you, then he walked to the window. "Hey, what's wrong, pal? Talk to us."

Venom formed head and looked at Eddie, then turned around to face you.

"What's wrong with you, V?," You asked as you sat in the floor next to the symbiote.

Eddie joined you soon and nodded his head. "Exactly, buddy. You can talk to us, you know that."

"Eddie?," Venom looked at his host. "Is Y/N going to die if the new life is in her?"

"No, of course not. The baby will grow inside her belly and then it will come out. They both will be happy and alive, and healthy," Eddie explained and looked at you. "I feel like we would be talking with our firstborn."

Venom looked at man sadly.

You also glared at your boyfriend angrily, frowning.You offered hand to symbiote. "He is our firstborn of some kind," you said quietly.

Venom looked at you, his white eyes widened, symbiote instinctively nuzzled to your hand.

"Sure he is, now come back here, buddy. You don't need to be worried about anything, both of us will be here... well, three of us, soon," Eddie corrected himself with a short laugh.

"Yeah, funny, Edward," symbiote snapped. "When this little alien will be born, you'll kick me out because you won't be needing me anymore. I'll end up in some dirty drain, all alone... Hungry...," Symbiote started shaking all over its form.

Eddie rolled his eyes and picked Venom up, he set him on his shoulder and started to scratch his head. "Such a stupid thing will never, ever happen, V. You are part of our little family and child will never change it. We will always keep you happy and well-fed."

"Yea! We won't be Y/N's favourite parasite anymore! You'll be focused on your child!," Symbiote was whimpering.

You got up and walked to Eddie, stroking Venom's head as well. "V, how do you think, will we be able to prepare everything on our own? Without such a great planner like you?," You asked.

"Y/N is right. No one makes plans as good as you and child requires a lot of planning, buddy,” Eddie said shrugging. "There is really no need to whimper."

"Okay, okay," Venom agreed. But suddenly he frowned again. "Eddie, may I ask you something?"

"Yes, always,”man nodded.

"Are children tasty?"

Eddie blinked. "No, they aren't! You can't eat them!"

"But if they're chubby and pink, they have to be tasty!"

Eddie just facepalmed and looked at you. "Will you help me with that?"

"V, children are little sentient beings that cannot be eaten," you explained with firm face.

Symbiote nodded at your words, accepting them fully. "Of course, Y/N, whatever you say."

"Sure, you listen to her,” Eddie rolled his eyes. "This isn't fair."

"We listen to the only person with balls here," Venom stack his huge tongue out and licked Eddie's face. "But we love you still."

"I love you too, V,” Eddie shook his head, petting Venom's head.

___few months later___ With each contraction came a pain that dominated yours entire being. In those moments, for those seconds that stretched into infinity, there was nothing else. You could hear screaming from other rooms, yet you made no sound at all. When the pain passed it was only for a minute or so and you breathed with closed eyes, unwilling to re-engage with life outside of your own body. The room might as well have been empty for all the awareness you had, and when they did talk, touch, gain your attention you found it so hard. To reply you had to find yourself from the deepest recess of your own mind and drag yourself forward, to use your voice, open your eyes. The midwife was telling you that is was time, time to push. With a guttural grunt you did so and was told to stop, one was enough. You felt the baby crowning, the hot stretching of flesh and held your breath. Without any further effort the baby slid into the hands of the midwife. There was elation, a girl at last, and in seconds she was there, little being rooting for a mother and it all was accompanied by loud cry.

Eddie was walking in a circle on the hallway, nervously biting on his finger. "V... I will go crazy. THIS IS CRAZY! What if she will die!? I WON'T BE ALBE TO RAISE A CHILD ALONE!,” Eddie whimpered stepping into a total panic state.

"Months ago you were assuring us that Y/N is not going to die and now you mention death?," Venom snarled.

"I am just panicking! It takes so long and I miss her!," Eddie said, flopping on the chair. "I want to already see her and the baby."

"We want it too!," Venom nodded his head.

Midwife came out of the labour room. "Mr Brock?," She said loudly holding papers in hands.

Eddie immediately jumped off his seat and walked to the woman. "Yes, yes! That's me! Is she allright?! Is baby allright?! Are they both healthy?! May I see them?!"

"Your girlfriend feels exhausted but she's stable. And I'm happy to tell you that you're the father of a beautiful, little girl," woman said with a smile. "Now we will take miss Y/N at the gynecology ward, there you'll be able to visit her, don't forget she went through a lot and she needs rest," she reminded Eddie before going back to her work.

Eddie looked at Venom with a smile. "Did you hear that!? Our ladies made it!"

"So we have Y/N and little Y/N as well?," Symbiote whispered into man's ear, hiding beneath his hoodie.

Eddie nodded. "You can say that. You see, human kids are a combination of both parents. So there is part of me and part of her in this bbab," he explained as he walked to get to the right ward. "The child will also get her own name. Will you help us with that?"

"Can't we name the kid Venomella? It would suit," symbiote suggested. Venom considered Eddie's words. "So you want to tell us the kid will be, in some way, such a pussy like you?"

"One more word and I will leave you here alone," Eddie warned. "And about this name, we will ask Y/N what she thinks about it."

After few minutes Eddie got to right ward. He slowly walked into your room and smiled, looking at you.

You were laying on the bed, eyes closed, steady breathing. And on your chest was laying little baby wrapped in a blanket, your arm was holding the bundle tightly.

"Is it her?," Venom asked forming his full head.

Eddie nodded. "Yes, it's her," he whispered before kissing your forehead. Grabbing a chair, Eddie sat down next to your bed. "Say hi to new member of the family, V."

Venom tilted his head and peeked into the blanket. There was a tiny, pink body, shivering at the slightest touch. "Hi, we're Venom and we'll protect you," Venom said.

You opened your eyes and looked at Eddie. "Hi, love."

"Hey there, sweetheart. How do you feel?," Eddie asked, keeping eye on Venom. "Venom came up with a name for our baby girl but I don't know if you will like it."

"Mmmm?," You asked sleepily.

"What would you say to Venomella?," Eddie asked with a smile.

“Sorry, Venom but this sucks," you let out a brief giggle. "We'll figure it out when we all will be back home."

Eddie laughed. "You see? I was right Venom, so? Do you like your little sister?," Brock asked before kissing your cheek. "I need to say, I am proud of you."

You smiled at him and closed eyes. "I'm tired," you whispered.

Venom sniffed onto little kid you were holding in your arms.

"I know but you can rest now, you really need it," Eddie said then looked at Venom. "Why do you sniff her?"

"Her scent is reassuring," symbiote said and disconnected with Eddie only to wrap his form around the sleeping girl. "We protect."

Eddie looked at you. "You okay with that? I can leave him with you and go grab you something to drink or eat."

But you didn't reply. You fell asleep pretty quickly due to exhaust.

Your baby girl was also slepping.

Venom closed his eyes as well yet he opened one for a second.

"Go get her flowers and chocolates, women like it," he adviced. "We'll protect our girls. We all are Venom.”

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[easnuppa]

Secret feelings

This chapter contains forced sexual acts, so if it bothers you don't read.

Chapter 4

Savannah laid on her side staring into the wall, her legs were pushed up and she had her arms wrapped around herself. Her throat felt sore, almost raw from the treatment she had just gone through, as Daryl came in her mouth and she had been forced to swallow. She was so sure that this was it, they were going to rape her and probably kill her after, but as the scrawny looking man had hauled her to her feet and pushed her up against the wall, Joe had proclaimed that a group was going out to hunt. Only Daryl, herself, the scrawny looking guy and some other guy was going to stay back. Savannah had crawled into a corner and shut the world out. She swallowed hard, her eyes were welling up with tears again, she angrily brushed them away. No point in laying here feeling sorry for herself, what she needed to do was to figure a way out of this situation. She heard the men talking.

"I need to take a piss," she heard the big brute that had held Daryl say.

"Take that redneck with ya," she heard the scrawny man answer annoyed. She heard the shuffled steps of Daryl and the harder steps of the man disappear out from the room they were held up in. Suddenly she felt the scrawny manˋs grabby hands on her again and she yelped as he forced her over on her back.

"Itˋs my turn now bitch, I saw how good ya can work that mouth of yers, yer like a fucking vaccume, I’m gonna see if yer pussy is just as good,” Savannah did what she could to fight him off, she got in a couple of good kicks and she dug her short nails into the manˋs cheek and neck. She felt how she broke the flesh and the man cried out, a fist came crashing into her cheek and jaw and her face got slung to the side. The pain made stars erupt in front of her eyes and she could only blink for a minute to try to focus again. The man grabbed the opportunity of her still body and her fighting reflexes, she felt how the man tore off her jeans and underwear, he pressed her legs apart. The man was over her in a matter of seconds, holding her still with his body weight. He fumbled with his own button and zipper, but then she felt his hard member press against her and panic ran through her veins like lightning. He was lining himself up to penetrate her when she felt the shaft of his knife against her right calf, her hand went down immediately and she pulled it out with one swift motion. She then with all her force pressed the sharp blade into the man's neck. She looked up and was met with his wide shocked eyes before she heard the gurgling sound of his death, she pulled out the knife and felt the mans hot sticky blood pour out through the wound and down on her. The heavy dead weight of the man got too much for her and her arms gave away and the man crushed her into the floor, she could hardly breathe.

Then running feet broke through the silence and she felt the weight being pulled off of her, she blinked and looked up into the worried eyes of Daryl. She saw how Daryl took in her lack of clothes and the mans pants half down his thighs. Daryl's sky blue eyes grew dark and he growled as he turned and picked up her jeans and underwear, he helped her up on her feet and she pulled on her clothes with hurried motions.

"What happened to the other guy?" she asked and looked at Daryl who was searching the room for their bows.

"Out back, cold," she nodded, she knew Daryl had killed him, this was their chance. She ran over to one of the cars.

"I saw them store our bows in here," Daryl was by her side in an instant and they pulled the trunk open, and like she had guessed all their weapons were laying there, just waiting for them. As she slid the quiver onto her back, her bow over her shoulder and sheathed her knife, she felt whole again. She was about to go over to the other makeshift beds to gather up their supplies when Daryl stopped her.

"Leave it, we ain’t got time, weˋll hunt our food," she nodded, too happy to have an escape route.

They ran through the forest behind the workshop, never looking back. It was pitch dark but they could not afford to camp for the night, the more distance they had between Joeˋs gang and themselves the better, Savannah had grabbed the scrawny guys rifle before they had busted out into the night and the weight of the weapon was digging into her other shoulder. They made it up to the highway and their pace slowed down to a steady jogging, the cool night air did nothing to cool down their sweaty foreheads and their sweat soaked bodies. They had not even had time to utter a word to each other since they left, just instinctively followed each other’s leads like they did back when they were out hunting for their group back at the prison. Growls broke the silence and they came to a halt, to localize where the sound was coming from. They heard twigs breaking and ruffles through dead leaves on the ground, it sounded like there was more than just one walker. It was too dark for them to see into the forest line, luckily they spotted an abandoned car out in the ditch and they hurried over. Daryl popped the trunk easily and motioned for her to crawl in, she handed him her bow, quiver and rifle and jumped up into the trunk. Daryl threw their weapons into the back of the car before he jumped into the trunk after her. It was a tight fit as he closed the trunk, and she was wriggling around a bit as Daryl tied the trunk with a dirty rag.

"Stop squirmin’," he whispered annoyed and she huffed.

"Feels like my neck is gonna snap if I lay like this," she whispered back, then she felt Daryl slide his right arm under her neck and pull her onto his shoulder. She placed her arm over his torso and her leg over his. She heard how he sharply inhaled and she was about to pull away when he placed a firm hand onto her back to hold her still.

"Better?" he whispered, his voice was not as annoyed as earlier and Savannah took it as a good sign, she only nodded against his chest. They laid there in silence, listened to the herd that past the car, some bumping into the car, the loud growls. Thank god they were safe for now. Savannah felt the stress and tension seep out of her muscles and her eyelids started to feel heavy, she had no energy left to fight the sleep that pulled her into dreamless state.

Daryl blinked out into the darkness, something was pressed tightly against him, holding him down, his sleep filled mind could not remember where he was, but then a soft snore broke through the dark silence and hot breath tickled his neck. He suddenly remembered it was Savannahˋs body laying half way on top of him in the trunk of a car. He yawned quietly, it was weird how he felt, he knew they could not have slept long, but still he felt more energized then he had felt in a long time. Never had he slept so peacefully, it was like Savannah was his anchor that he needed to get some well needed rest, she was his dreamcatcher, chasing away the ugly horrors that haunted his dreams and memories. His arm, even if it was numb, pressed her body closer to him, her body reacted in a way he never thought was possible. She nuzzled her self even closer and a content sigh slipped over her peaceful lips. That was when reality crashed down into his memory, all that had happened the prior day made the bile rise in his throat and the panic to take hold of his bones. He needed to get out, to fill his lungs with fresh air, not the scent of Savannah, he had tainted her enough. He gently shook Savannah awake and she lifted her head quizzically, as he felt her eyes directed at him in the dark he slipped his arm away from under her and swiftly untied the rag holding the trunk closed. He jumped out of the trunk and into the gray morning light. As he grabbed their weapons from the backseat, Savannah had climbed out too and was now inspecting the tracks of the walkers.

"Must have been a fairly large herd passing through here last night," she said and he just grunted as a response and handed her the bow and rifle.

They spent the rest of the morning hunting, they had managed to catch a rabbit and a couple of squirrels, enough to last them at least a day. They had set up a small camp within the woods. When they were done eating, Daryl could feel how Savannahˋs eyes where set on him. He squirmed slightly, uncomfortable with her set stare, he sat leaned against a log, picking at the small fire. He squinted slightly and glanced at her.

"What?" he mumbled and she quietly moved over to his side of the small fire, the guilt came back as a floodwave having her so near. If only he had come back earlier he could have killed the man before he had the chance to rape her, he would never be able to forgive himself for that fact alone. She trusted him and he had failed her big time.

"Howˋs your nose?" she asked and he felt her small hand gingerly touch the bridge of his nose. He flinched from the contact, she noticed right away and retracted her hand.

"Itˋs fine," he grumbled, she leaned in again, this time without touching it.

"It looks broken, we should straighten it or else you will have to walk around with a crooked nose for the rest of your life," he huffed at that.

"I ain’t ever gonna win no fuckin’ beauty pageant, it don’t matter," he could see how the tip of her tongue went out to wet her bottom lip as she moved even closer. The air suddenly felt more dense and it became hard to breathe. He felt cool fingertips brush his bangs aside, he wanted nothing more then to lean into the gentle touch.

"You know what Daryl?" he was about to ask her what, when he felt both her hands on each side of his nose and before he had the time to react he heard a clear cracking sound.

"You are the most stubborn man Iˋve ever met," she said as she cracked his nose back in place, he stared at her with angry shocked eyes, the pain was just as bad as when he got punched.

"What the hell woman?!" he yelled and scrambled backwards against the log, trying to get away from that devious woman. He swiped at her hands.

"Oh, suck it up Dixon, if I had given you a heads up you would never had let me close enough to fix it, now youˋre breathing is gonna be easier," he continued to glare at her, she on the other hand seemed very satisfied with her work. A string of curses came over his lips as he carefully pressed his thumb and pointer against the bridge of his nose, she snorted loudly as she stood and grabbed her weapons.

"Stay here and feel sorry for yourself, Iˋll take first watch," and then she disappeared in between the trees.

Savannah had climbed a tree close by the camp and was leaning against the thick tree trunk, she had a clear view of the forest surrounding the camp. Her eyes went back to the lone figure of Daryl where he sat with his back towards her. His shoulders were relaxed, his crossbow was leaned up against the log next to him and his head was tilted back a bit, it looked like he was sleeping, at least that was good news. Daryl was a grumpy man, she was too used to that fact, but when he was tired as well, then he became real cranky and that was annoying as hell. Suddenly she heard a twig snap in the forest from her right, she turned her head towards the sound and she could easily make out three figures moving surely in between the trees, as she squinted her eyes it became clear to her who the three figures were. She recognized Joeˋs gray hair and dark leather west, if the hatred wasn’t already boiling in her veins, she would actually have been impressed by the men’s tracking skills. She knew both her and Daryl was experts in hiding their own tracks, so for them to actually catch up with them in only a days time was remarkable.

She was about to break off a piece of bark and throw it on Daryl to wake him up, but she could already see he was on alert, his bow resting skillfully in his arms, his finger on the trigger as he aimed at Joe, as the man walked nonchalantly into camp. She fixated her own arrow at the man standing slightly behind Joe, who also had his gun pulled and it was now aiming at Daryl. The third man was standing with his back to his boss, spying into the woods on the lookout for any stray walkers. Her hand flew back to make sure her rifle hung ready over her shoulder so when she fired the arrow, she could easily take out the third guy as well before he had the time to turn and shoot at Daryl.

"Well well well, who do we have here boys?" Savannah heard the mocking tone of Joe, she bit hard down on her lip to stay focused on her task.

"I see yer alone, where did that pretty little vixen of a wife you have run off too?" she saw Daryl shrugging his shoulders.

"Or did you dump her ass after she had her little rendezvou with one of my men?" she did not hear any response from Daryl, but he was a man of few words after all so that was certainly nothing new. But she could easily see his tense shoulders.

"Ya slaughtered two of my men, and their deaths needs to be revenged, hard to come by good men these days, and I want that bitch back. She was claimed by one of my men so she belongs to us!" Joeˋs voice grew in volume and she could clearly see how pissed off the man was, his face had turned a dark shade of red, his hair sticking to his sweat covered forehead.

"She ain’t around, so yaˋll can take a hike," Daryl answered after a while, she decided that she had heard enough bullshit from that man and sent off an arrow that lodged itself straight into one of Joeˋs goons right eye. The man dropped to the ground like a sack of potatoes, she dropped the bow and swung the rifle off of her shoulder and took aim, her finger did not hesitate after she had lined up the man's head, who was now staring in shock at his dead leader and pal, it only took a second before he joined them. Daryl got up from his resting spot and started pulling out their arrows as Savannah climbed down from her look out spot. She knew they needed to get out of there, the sound from the shot had probably attracted walkers from all over the forest, they certainly did not need another herd to land in their lap.

 

They had been walking for weeks, taking shifts standing guard and resting, they had kept mostly to the woods, afraid of stumbling over another psychotic gang like Joeˋs. This meant they had little to no food or water most of the time, they were dirty and on edge. Since they killed off Joe and his men they had almost not uttered a word to each other, most communication was grunts, whistles and hand gestures. Savannah did not understand what had gone so wrong between them. She knew that if they had been back at the prison, Daryl would have avoided her at all costs, she had tried to wrack her brain of what she might have said or done to make him be so repulsed by her, but she could not figure it out. The first week she had tried to ask Daryl about it, but he usually brushed her off and told her to rest or that he was gonna go hunting. It hurt her that he was not interested in her help, they had never gone off alone to hunt, always sticking together. This morning she had very softly uttered that they needed to head into the nearest town to look for supplies, Daryl had only glared in her direction without really looking at her or meeting her orbs, he had grunted and packed up the little stuff they had and started walking, without another word, so she had kept her distance, she did not know what else to do.

The sun was hanging low when they arrived to the town they had found on a map, the place looked deserted, but looks could be deceiving. That was the first thing you had to learn and remember in the new world. They took their time to localize the shops they needed to search and to go through every possible exit, if something happened. They had swiftly brought down a couple of stray walkers in a back alley, but other than that, the town was pretty wiped clean of walkers. Red lights and warning bells should have gone off in their heads at once, but the hunger and tiredness had made them a bit careless and desperate. They stood at a corner, spying into the window of a grocery store on the opposite side of the street. It looked so quiet Savannah thought and her stomach growled loudly where she was standing behind Daryl. Daryl quickly turned his head and glared at her, she blushed slightly and whispered a quick sorry before they hurriedly jogged over to the other side of the street to get a better view. They pushed open the door and closed it behind them, Daryl knocked the door frame to lure out any possible walker that were hiding in between the shelves or in the back. They waited, holding their breath but nothing happened. Savannah was so relieved that she brushed past Daryl in her search for something to eat and water. She grabbed a pack of wet wipes from the baby section and headed over to where the canned food usually would be found. Her eyes darting around when it landed on a couple of shelves at her left, they were so clean, hardly any dust, and different types of canned food was lined up. She whistled Daryl over, who but a second later rounded the aisle she was at with two bottles of water in his hands. He handed her one as she pointed at the canned goods. She uncorked the bottle and drank heavily, the water streaming down her jaw and neck. After the last gulp she inhaled deeply and grabbed one of the cans, she opened it up with her knife and she started to pour the cold spaghetti and sausage in tomato sauce into her mouth. She moaned happily when the tomato sauce hit her tongue and her tastebuds almost exploded in euphoria. Closer to heaven she had not been in a long time, she thought to herself as they stuffed their faces with food.

She had just pulled a couple of wet wipes out to clean herself up some when the bell over the front door started ringing. They both froze and scrambled to their feet, their weapons ready when they peaked out from their hiding spot.

"Hello? Are you guys in here? We saw you enter, we mean no harm," It was a woman calling out, Savannahˋs eyes grew wide and she nudged Daryl and looked over her shoulder to the back of the store. Maybe they could manage to sneak out the back or something. Daryl gave her a quick nod and pushed her behind him as they slowly made their way to the end of the line.

"The whole building is being watched, and the only way out is by the front of the store, there is no use in trying to escape. I meant what I said, we mean you no harm. We are a large group, we have a safe place not far from here, you are both welcome to come, join us or just rest up, that is up to you, as long as you both are peaceful, " the woman continued and made Savannah halt, Daryl backed into her, his eyes fixed at the front of the store as he was walking backwards and straight into Savannah. Savannah looked up at Daryl, the thought of being able to sleep a full night, maybe clean up a bit, change clothes and maybe a hot meal was so unbelievably tempting. She saw the conflict in Daryl's eyes as well. But they had not time to think more of it, the possibility was more or less forced upon them as the woman holding a shotgun in her hand rounded the aisle they were standing at. It was a middle aged woman, looked to be in her late forties. She smiled openly when she stopped a few feet in front of Daryl.

"Hello, please lay down your weapons," she said politely, Daryl scoffed.

"Lay down the shotgun," he growled still aiming his bow at the womans head. The woman let out a light giggle and she directed the barrel of the shotgun at the floor.

"I am sorry about that, but you know how it is, you can never be too careful around people now a days," Daryl gave the woman a slight nod and lowered his crossbow, Savannah reluctantly did the same. The woman took a step forward, but Daryl backed into Savannah one more time, the small nudge make her stumble backwards and she tripped on her own tired feet and fell backwards. She tried to claw at the shelves to keep herself from falling but only managed to tear down the cans that was so delicately stacked on top of each other. A yelp escaped her as she crashed into the floor, hitting the back of her head on the hard floor while cans came tumbling down on her, then everything went black.

Daryl threw himself around just as he felt himself bump into Savannah, he tried to reach out for her but she fell onto the floor. He saw how the cans came tumbling down on her, one hit her across her forehead, and she just lay there completely still, her eyes closed and her lips slightly parted. Panic set in and he dropped down next to her.

"Savannah, can ya hear me? Iˋm sorry, Savannah?" he heard himself plead, tapping her cheek. He felt the presence of the woman dropping down next to her.

"Oh my god, is she alright?" she said and placed a finger on Savannahˋs throat, Daryl swatted her hand away.

"Don't touch ˋer," he growled at the woman as he leaned closer over Savannahˋs face to hear if she was still breathing. His heart was racing, his pulse was beating like drums in his ears. He could not lose her now over something stupid as this, after all they had been through, after all they had survived. He sighed heavily with relief when he could hear her breathe, he leaned back up and tapped her cheek gently.

"Savannah, come on princess, open yer eyes for me," if he were not so scared of losing her he would have thought he sounded like the biggest pussy, He could literally hear the mocking sound of Merleˋs voice in the back of his mind. He watched as Savannahˋs eyes fluttered open, he stared down into those beautiful silvery pools, he was tempted to just lean down and place a kiss on her lips when she tried to say something.

"What happened?" the woman helped Savannah sit up and steadied her back.

"Ya fell, damn princess, never knew ya could be that clumsy," he tried to joke, he watched as she scrunched her eyes closed for a second and then she gingerly touched the now growing bump on her forehead where the can had hit her. Then her hand went to the back of her head, to where she hit the floor. She then looked up and into his eyes, she blushed slightly.

"I’m sorry," she said quietly, but he brushed her off.

"Why donˋt you guys come with us, we have a doctor back at our camp, he could check you over, the hit you took probably left you with a concussion," Daryl did not know how he felt about joining another group, they were after all looking for their own people, and the two of them had been doing fine on their own. But as he met Savannahs sparkling eyes he could not bring himself to turn down the offer. Just one look at the woman of his dreams made him see they needed this badly. One look at Savannah made him realize how skinny she had gotten, her hair was matted, her eyes were tired with a bluish color under them, she was pale, paler than normal. He nodded and got up to his feet, he threw his bow over his shoulder, then he reached down to help Savannah up on her feet. She had clearly taken a nasty hit because she was swaying on her feet, grabbing his arm for support. He huffed and placed her arm around his shoulder before he placed one hand on her back to steady her, while he leaned down slightly and placed the other behind her thighs, and with ease, lifted her up. She was light as a feather and his heart dropped into his stomach again, this was his fault, he should have noticed how little she was eating, he should have searched harder for a place they could have held up in for a couple days, gotten some decent rest. But no, his stubborn ass had pushed them forward relentlessly. The woman grabbed Savannahˋs compound bow and lead the way out of the store, outside they were met by two other guys, who where looking at them quizzically. He saw one of them man's eyes lingered a little too long for comfort on Savannah, before they turned and lead them over to a couple of cars they simply had not noticed coming into the town. Fucking hell he thought to himself, what had he just agreed to, was this another trap?

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[avangee]

Monster (Ereri)

Eren screamed but no one came, no one ever came, all the boy saw was darkness, all through the humans’ daylight. His memory before he started traveling through the portal everyday is flooded with darkness, only allowing little glimmers of his family laughing and then of his family being slaughtered. He knows the humans did it, the humans always fucked with harmless monsters. Eren never wanted to see any monster being put through the torture humans deemed acceptable to put monsters through. Thats why his kind tortured the young humans, to instill fear into their brains, to not let any human ever get the nerve to hunt down monsters and murder them.

The child he traveled to was young and naive, she would cower in her sheets as if Eren was the most horrifying creature she had ever seen. Eren knew he was not, she was merely scared of the dark and he happened to live in the girl’s dark. Eren had never seen himself fully, but he had caught enough glances of himself in the windows of the girl’s room. He looked human enough, his face and eyes were human, only his arms and tail were monstrous, no skin like the rest of his body had, just muscles and bones peeking out. He’d have to take a longer look at himself when he went up again.

Eren tried to walk to the side and was hit with a sharp pain in his forehead, almost as if a thousand knifes had passed through his skull. A guttural scream passed through his mouth, loud enough to echo across the dark space he was trapped in during the humans’ daylight hours, louder than his previous yelp of pain. He heard the mechanical whirring of the portal opening up above him and the floor begin to shove him up towards it. The monster groaned from the headache he had just received and didn’t move to get out of the space faster.

The scream was loud enough in fact, for the scream to travel sixty thousand feet above him to the third room on the second floor of a mansion owned by one Levi Ackerman. The human man was in his sister’s room cleaning the filth an eight year old makes daily, just as he was leaving for his evening tea he heard a soft noise from under the bed. Annoyed that Mikasa had probably left a robotic toy on under her bed, he hesitantly got down on his knees on the freshly vaccumed, scrubbed and steamed white carpet to pull out the toy. He couldn’t be that bothered by the reason to clean under the king size bed more than once a week. Levi slid his arms under the bed with his hand outstretched to look for the toy, he grasped the toy and pulled it towards himself. The toy twitched under Levi’s hand and the man retracted his hand and moved his head down to the floor, even though he had cleaned it less than an hour ago he still felt uneasy about putting his face anywhere near it.

“Fucking humans,” a voice grumbled from under the bed before booming, “Leave me!”

Levi poked his head fully under the bed and saw a person under it, as if they were riding an elevator up out of the floor. The man was angry, the person would probably track mud into the freshly cleaned carpet! He didn���t even want to think about what else the person could fuck up in his house.

“If you think you’re coming anywhere near this clean floor, I will personally beat you to a pulp, brat.”

Eren couldn’t very well just go back down into the portal, that’s not how it works. When the child gets in bed the portal opens, closes when she’s asleep, and opens again when the sun rises, “Listen here, human, I’m coming out of this fucking bed before my legs and tail get chopped off.”

Levi scoffed at the boy, he could now distinguish the voice as male, and motioned him into his little sister’s room, “Don’t fuck up my cleaning,” the man warned.

“Why aren’t you scared of me?” Eren asked, normally when humans, even the grown ones, saw him they ran but all this human cares about is his clean floors.

“Get in here before I shove you back into the floor,” the human replied, obviously angry and annoyed.

Eren climbed out of the portal, running past the human and close to a window where he could study his refelction. The monster gasped, his hair was all the way down below his chin it was brown, but not the same color of his skin, it was more like the brown of the food he had seen the child eat that got stuck to her teeth, it was stuck to itself and there were miscellaneous small objects stick inside the glob of hair. His eyes were bright green, the only thing he found somewhat pretty about himself. He already knew what the rest of his body looked like, his arms bony and covered with a thin layer of pink and red muscles, his tail long and skinny with more bones peeking out than his arms and only a few patches of muscle, and everything else he could see was human, he had none of the cloth items humans wore and he didn’t ever want those. He could see the sun start to set and was surprised that he was pushed out of his  dark space before the sun was gone. Normally the floor would push him up when the child went to sleep if he hadn’t already climbed out. This was strange, but he wouldn’t think of it anymore, he would watch the sun.

“Hey Eren! Mikasa!” a high pitched voice called.

Eren whirled around, seeing a blonde boy monster running towards him, the sight made him sad but he isn’t quite sure why. The boy stopped near Eren and pulled a book from the bag on his back.

“What’s that?” a low female voice asked, but her tone wasn’t questioning, it was monotone. Eren turned to his side to see a black haired monster, she had the wings of a raven and her eyes were the only spark of emotion on her stoic face, they sparkled with a deep purple, black, and little flickers of gold shone through the beautiful murk the purple and black had created.

“It’s a book about the human world, I found it in my father’s library. Look-” the blonde monster pointed to a picture in the open book “- it’s the sun, I’m going to see it one day, we all are. When the corps defeat the Titans, monsters will all be welcome in the human world.”

“Armin, the humans in the Titans will never stop killing monsters, we’ll never go up there,” the girl shut down the young monster’s hope.

“Don’t be such a downer, ‘Kasa, Eren agrees with me right? We’ll go see the sun.”

“Yeah,” Eren felt himself saying, “I’ll take you to see the sun.”

The monster blinked out of the memory, he didn’t know what he had just seen. Titans? He’d only ever had memories of his mother and father, never of the two young monsters, Armin and Mikasa he thought they’re names were.

“Armin and Mikasa…” he mumbled to himself, he thinks he should know those names. Those names mean something to him, he just wasn’t sure what they meant.

“What did you just say, brat?” the human asked, his face as emotion filled as a rock. Eren looked at him and came almost nose to nose with the human, he recognized the pale face, the pink lips, the grey eyes. He wanted to know where he knew the human from, he wanted to taste the human, he wanted to see Levi again. Eren dropped his head down to the human’s and kissed him. He wanted to know why he loved kissing this human, and why he knew he needed to.

“Eren?” the human asked when they parted, his grey eyes searching for something in the monster’s.

Eren backed away, fuck. These humans killed his family, his friends, every single innocent creature he knew, and he just kissed one. He kissed a fucking human!

“Levi,” he mumbled under his breathe “ Why do I know that name?”

Eren didn’t know anything, fuck he knew about as much as the child at this point. Taken away at the thought of his own desire at the moment, Eren looked up at the human. It seemed he was going through the same confusion as Eren was. The monster saw him drag his fingertip across his bottom lip over and over until the human noticed Eren’s staring and returned it with a glare. Before this whole disgusting kissing thing Eren remembered something other than the monster’s he loved and needed screams. He desperately wanted to remember more of the joy of the monsters he saw with the book. Focusing, he took a breath trying to remember more about Marmin and Akasa. Wait, that didn’t sound right right, those weren’t their names. Their names were… Armin and Mikasa, yeah.

Levi knew Eren Jaeger, this was Eren. But how? This creature was not human, this Eren was different. Deep breathes. In and out, the air flowed through the man, filling his lungs with the smell of bleach. He loved that smell. It smelled pure. Clean. It reminded him of Eren. But Eren was gone. Levi knew that, he had even been there when the brat and the rest of the corps was slaughtered. It stays as an overwhelming image that haunts him through his day and through his dreams.

“Corporal!” a desperate voice screamed over the deafening sound of gun fire and falling bodies. Levi knew that the soldier had been calling out to him. He wanted to help whoever it was. But the motionless body in front of him petrified him. Eren. He was shot right in front of Levi’s eyes. Hot tears streamed down the man’s face. It should have been him. The brat shouldn’t have tried to save him. Shouldn’t have jumped in front of the bullets. He deserved to live more than Levi did for fuck’s sake. What has Levi done? Killed. Tortured. Far worse than what everyone thought. Eren, though. Eren never did anything wrong. Hell, he hadn’t killed anyone at all and he’s in the middle of a fucking war. Levi prayed to every god, diety, and supernatural force that Eren would come back. Or at least, that they could take them both.

Levi didn’t try to survive after he saw Eren. He stood still. Making himself a target for anyone. And dammit, he prayed that he would die. That’s three, now. All three of the people he ever loved all died because of him. His mother, Petra and now Eren. Grabbing his gun, he tried to stand. But he was weak. He was exhausted, in every aspect of the word’s meaning. Sleep. He wanted to sleep. Forever. Just lay down and never wake up. He closed his eyes as his head fell to the dirty ground. Maybe he had been shot. That would have been bliss. Shot and killed. It would have been simple, he would have seen Eren again if it were.

“Hey!” a voice forced him out of his memories. Levi was grateful for that.

(IT SHALL BE CONTINUED)