#And it’s just. Giving Blurting? And I know he’s supposed to be flustered but it��s so not Darcy so it’s ooc and also jarring

[the-original-skipps]

|| When there’s only one bed. || Wind Breaker Reactions ||

thank you so much for the support on my first ever multi character post it gave me enough confidence to try again haha due to certain circumstances there’s one bed don’t question it lol

: Sakura Haruka. Suo Hayato. Nirei Akihito. Umemiya Hajime. Kaji Ren. Togame Jo.

❥ Sakura is frozen like a statue at the sight of there being only one bed in the room. His brain is taking a while to take in the information, so it’s up to you to bring him back to reality. He’s startled when you suddenly touch him on the shoulder, for some reason you don’t know he’s super red in the face. He’s quick to declare that he sleeps on the floor before you even have a chance to protest and he’s adamant stubborn about it too. When you offered for him to share the bed with you and he almost woke up the neighbors with how loud he declined. Sakura has never slept in the same room as anyone before so this is new to him and he’s nervous about it. At first, Sakura couldn’t fall asleep because he jolts awake from every sound and noise you make but eventually he does. When he wakes up he’s in for a surprise to find you curled up beside him on the floor-arms wrapped around him. Now this time he really woke the neighbors up. Afterwards when you’re both up and awake he’s blushing and stuttering nonstop but realizes that having you sleep beside him wasn’t bad at all, in fact he maybe wishes for a next time.

“Why are you on the floor?! You’re s-supposed to sleep on the b-bed!”

❥Suo only has a calm smile on his face when he sees the situation. As a gentleman, he’ll offer to sleep on the floor but when you refuse and ask him to take the bed, Suo is quick to offer a solution to solve both your problems. Why don’t you both sleep together? Who knows what will come crawling if you sleep on the floor. You wouldn’t like that, would you? He wouldn’t either. It’s a win win situation. You’re blushing at his choice of words of “sleeping together” while he’s teasing you on how naughty your mind is. You were almost dying in anticipation wondering when Suo will take his eyepatch off but he doesn’t and you’re left disappointed. Suo has no trouble falling asleep while you’re wide awake is what he wants you to think. In truth, he’s actually pretending to sleep to see what you’ll do to him. Maybe take a peek at his eyepatch? Only when he knows you’re actually asleep does lean closer to place a kiss on your forehead whispering good night, and finally lets his guard down, really falling asleep this time.

“I meant just sleeping, but we could do something else if you’d like…”

❥Nirei is having a panic attack because there’s one bed what should he do? The thought of sharing a bed together with you has him burning red. Afterwards, he’ll immediately blurt out that he’ll sleep on the floor. You’ll have to calm him down and tell him that you can sleep on the floor instead but Nirei is also quick to refuse that too. Eventually you’ll have to give up because Nirei is really insistent and even thought of a list of excuses on why he should sleep on the floor instead. When it’s time for bed, Nirei’s head is running overtime with thoughts that he ends up mumbling some of them out in which you hear. Unable to take it you’re now sitting up beside him while he lays down, gently stroking his hair humming him to sleep. He’s flustered but he can’t fight your warm touch, it’s too comforting.

“Suo-san said that s-sleeping on the floor is a part of my t-training!”

❥Umemiya practically ran for the bed when he saw it. Immediately tossing and turning, moving around the bed almost jumping on it. When you offer to sleep on the floor he instantly shuts your idea down before you could finish your sentence. The only choice you have is to agree. Now it’s time to sleep, and Umemiya wasted no time in pulling you to his chest. Saying that he always sleeps using a body pillow but there isn’t one so you’d have to be it’s replacement. You wonder if Umemiya can hear how loud your heart is beating but he doesn’t because as soon as he says good night to you, he's lights out. His grip is iron tight, you can’t wiggle away. You couldn’t fall asleep right away so you spent the time admiring his cute sleeping face. You almost jumped through the ceiling to wake up finding his face super close to yours.

“Oh, let’s have a sleepover party with everyone next time but of course you’ll sleep next to me!”

❥Kaji almost crushed the lollipop he was eating but after a while his face returns to normal. Before you could say anything he already announces that he’ll sleep on the floor. He goes over to the bed and places the pillow on the ground marking his spot. When the time for bed arrives, Kaji mumbles a good night to you before lying on the floor. What he doesn’t want you to know is that he’s nervous and probably wouldn’t be able to fall asleep because you’re going to sleep in the same room as him. He switches to his wireless earphones, eyes closed trying to focus on falling asleep until he feels one of his earphones being taken out. Kaji almost let out a shout to find you lying beside him, with one of his earphones in your ear. You tell him you couldn’t fall asleep so you thought listening to some music might help. Kaji tries to hide his blush by turning on his side away from you but secretly a smile is creeping on his face.

“Urgh fine, you can listen but don’t blame me if you can’t fall asleep!”

❥Togame isn’t worried in the slightest that there’s only one bed. He seems as cool as a cucumber as he goes to sit down on the bed. You’re left standing, cheeks dusted pink, you quickly say that you’ll sleep on the floor but Togame refutes. He says he gets scared of sleeping alone so you’ll have to sleep on the bed with him. You’re steaming red now but you agree nonetheless. In truth, Togame sleeps just fine alone but since you’re here too why not share the bed? Why sleep on the dirty floor when there’s a perfectly good bed right here for the two of you? You don’t know if it’s on purpose but his face is awfully close to yours but when you turn your back on him-he wraps his arms around you from behind pulling you to his chest. Which causes you to freeze, his head buried in your neck, trying to nuzzle even closer, his breathe tickling your skin.

“This is comfortable, let’s just fall asleep like this….” 

[act-nat-ural]

Something’s Different

When Shoyo had gotten back from his time in Brazil, he was… different. Yes, he had improved in his volleyball skills and had somehow gotten even more outgoing, but it wasn’t just that. He had changed… physically. He was significantly tanner than before, and if he lifted his arms the right way you could see his tan line peek out and tease you. He had also gotten a bit of a growth spurt, growing into himself. But what stood out to you the most? His muscles.

Currently, you two are supposed to be catching up after years apart, but you can't bring yourself to listen to a word he says. You watch entranced as his thighs flex as he bounces his leg, or his throat moves when he gulps down his drink, or when he moves his arms enthusiastically when he talks-

“Are you still listening?” He teases with a smile. Shit.

“Of course I am.” You chuckle and try to collect yourself. His eyes crinkle as he grins even wider and he rests his arms behind his head. Oh lord.

“Suuure. What's got you so distracted?” He asks curiously. You blink and try to come up with an excuse, face burning slightly, but he suddenly leans forward. You make a less-than-flattering sound and jump backwards.

“What the heck, Shoyo?!”

“You have something on your face. There!” He gives a cheeky grin and wipes a nonexistent crumb off your face. You blink, still flustered from his sudden movement. He’s laughing now, that carefree sound you remember so well, but there's something different in the way his eyes sparkle—more confident, teasing. You try to steady your breath, but it’s hard when your heart won’t stop racing.

“Y-You didn’t have to—”

“Just making sure you’re not too distracted, y'know?” he says, voice playful, but there's something else in his expression—something you can't quite place. "What’s going on with you? You’re acting a little… off."

"I’m fine," you mutter quickly, still trying to play it cool. But inside, you're completely off balance. You can't stop staring at his arms as he leans back again, the muscles there moving so effortlessly, his shirt stretching slightly. It’s a casual, carefree motion, but it makes your breath catch in your throat.

He raises an eyebrow, looking at you like he knows something you don’t want him to know. "Uh-huh. Sure you are." His tone is light, but there’s that little bit of mischief in his eyes—like he’s waiting for you to crack, to admit something that’s been simmering beneath the surface.

You wish you could focus. You wish you could just relax and catch up with him, like you’d imagined for years. But instead, you're stuck in this loop where all your thoughts seem to orbit around him, around the way he’s changed. The way he moves, the way he talks, the way he looks at you now.

"Come on," he says, breaking through your spiraling thoughts. He leans forward again, his eyes fixed on you with such intensity it’s almost like he's daring you to say what’s really on your mind. "Something's definitely up."

You swallow hard, nerves bubbling up. Your heart is pounding, and suddenly the room feels too small. It's just the two of you, but it feels like there’s a distance between you that wasn’t there before. The time apart, the changes, all of it feels too much to process in one sitting.

Without thinking, you blurt, “You look different.”

He blinks, a flash of surprise in his eyes, and then he chuckles, the sound low and warm. “Is that so? I mean, I guess I did get a little taller and, uh, bulkier…” His grin widens, clearly proud of the changes, and you can’t help but notice the way his chest expands as he laughs.

But you’re not just talking about that. You’re talking about the way he carries himself, the confidence that’s oozing from him now, in a way that’s both familiar and new. He used to be all energy and charm, bouncing around and smiling like nothing could keep him down. Now, he’s grounded, somehow, with a quiet intensity that pulls you in even more.

"That's not what I mean," you say, your voice quieter this time, softer. You’re not sure if you want to say the words out loud, but they slip out anyway. "I mean… you’ve changed. In a way that’s more than just, well, physical.”

His eyes flicker with understanding, and for the first time since you’ve been sitting here, his playful grin falters just a little. He leans back again, but this time there’s a more thoughtful look on his face.

“I get it,” he says softly, nodding once. “I guess a lot has changed, huh?”

You nod in return, relieved that he seems to understand. But at the same time, you feel that knot in your stomach tightens. There’s something unspoken between you two now—something that neither of you has addressed, but you can both feel it hanging there, suspended in the air.

The conversation drifts, and for a moment, you both sit in silence. It’s a comfortable silence, though, one where the tension between you slowly starts to ease. You’re not sure how long it lasts, but eventually, you find yourself laughing at something he said, and his infectious grin returns.

But this time, when his eyes meet yours, there’s a new layer of warmth in them, something that wasn’t there before. And just like that, the world seems to fall into place again. You’re still nervous, still unsure of where this new version of him—of you—fits into everything. But for the first time since he came back, it feels like maybe things could work out after all. Shoyo shifts closer from across the table, resting his fingers against yours in a way that doesn’t feel like an accident. He’s still the same Shoyo you remember, but somehow, you feel like you're seeing him in a new light.

“You know,” he says, voice dropping a little lower, “I’m really glad we’re hanging out again. I missed you.”

Your breath hitches, but you turn to look at him, offering a small, shy smile. "I missed you too, Shoyo."

He grins back, his eyes softening. And for the first time in a long time, you feel like maybe this isn’t just about catching up anymore. Maybe it’s about something more. He doesn’t say anything else. Instead, he gives you a playful wink and leans in, just enough to make your heart skip. It’s a little daring, but you don’t pull away.

You have no idea where this is headed, but for once, you don’t really mind.

[animeyanderelover]

Anon: Can I please headcanons with Agni/reader/Soma triangle, where both fell in love with a maid of Phantomhive who is older than Soma, but younger than Agni (about 23-26 years old)?

For your information, Soma is 17 years old and Agni is 31 and I just decided that the darling is 24 in this headcannon. Also as an additional information, there is a passage of time in those Hc’s so Soma is at the beginning of those Hc’s 17 but turns 18 as the story progresses.

Tw: Yandere themes, toxic relationship, possessive behavior, obsession, clinginess, delusional behavior, stalking, overprotective behavior, manipulation, guilt-tripping

Taglist: @lovley-valentine7 @leveyani @chxxz

Falling in love with the same s/o

🍛​🤜​You are bound to get acquainted with both Soma and Agni, considering that Soma likes to spend time with the young Earl which would be the fastest way for you to meet the duo as well as the case where you would see those two the most. Soma in that case would be the one who would fall for you first without a single doubt, absolutely enamored with you and everything you do. Really, it isn't hard to notice that he is head over heels for you as he is talking about you nonstop and likes to follow you around. He is distracting you from the work you are supposed to do and this is where Agni decides to hold his prince back to give you time and space to finish your chores. He understands that you need to do your duties and that Soma is for the better or worse just hindering you from working as efficient as you normally could. Agni is also just as aware that all of Ciel's servants are extremely skilled and dangerous even if they may not look like it on first glance. You are no exception.

🍛​🤜​Whilst Agni has yet to fall and has sympathy with you, Soma is far more entitled than that. He is angry and frustrated whenever Agni has to pull him away from you and he is almost acting like a bratty child at times, awfully spoiled. Yes, he knows that you are technically the servant of Ciel and not his own but he still wants to spend time with you and your chores seem to be constantly in the way. Can't you just let someone else do them for you or just drop them and spend some time with him instead? Soma is very distracting and it only because of your patience that you seem to be able to skillfully blend him out whenever you are focused on your tasks, much to his dismay. The young prince hates to be ignored, especially since he has even been neglected by his biological family since he had so many siblings. He is whining, complaining and even forcing himself in front of you just so that you have to look at him with a frustrated pout on his face, upset that you ignore him as often as you do.

🍛​🤜​You receive presents, flowers and much more from Soma as the young prince seems to already have the wedding planned for you two. Being delusional truly can be a blessing and a curse at the same time as he even informs Ciel about this spontanously. The young lord is in his office working on some documentaries when Soma suddenly slams the door open and a flustered and apologetic Agni follows him and urges him to think it over again. Yet nothing can stop Soma who slams his palms on the desk and blurts out in Ciel's face that he plans to marry you and that Ciel will have to let you go because Soma doesn't want his wife to work for someone as a wedded couple should spend all of their time together. So bold and confident is he that Ciel chokes on his own saliva for a couple of seconds before he gives the prince a flabbergasted look. The entire household finds out about it within the same day as Soma walks around and declares to all of them that he's going to marry you. Agni is the one who is left apologising to everyone, including you.

🍛​🤜​You get quite close to Agni due to all of the commotion that Soma causes as he is the one defending you against his own prince. He is loyal to the young prince of course but he knows that you work for the Earl of Phantomhive and respects your own wishes. He promises you that Soma is a good person but just very easily caught up in his own daydreams and you can truly see that every single day where Soma follows you around like a lost puppy and tells you about what clothes he wants you to wear, considering which color would suit you best and even brings you jewelry he wants you to wear on your wedding. So ecstatic is he about it all that he even wants to marry you two times considering that you grew up in London and he grew up in India. You can plan the second marriage in England if you want to. Agni can only silently thank the heaven that you are as patient and considerate as you are as you could have easily broken Soma's heart multiple times by now, although somehow Agni doubts Soma would stop even then.

🍛​🤜​Agni's obsession is honestly a slowburn and barely noticeable to the point where he himself doesn't even notice. You spend time with Soma because you like him in a way you would like a friend, you reject his proposals and Agni can only tell his prince exasperated that he should respect your feelings yet Soma doesn't believe you when you tell him that you don't see him in a romantic way. You're just hiding your feelings because if you wouldn't feel the same way he does, why do you still spend time with him? As Agni is busy holding Soma somewhat back from his delusional love, he himself barely realises that he starts growing feelings for you too as both of you also spend a lot of time together and even do chores together when Agni offers his help. Soma offers to help too because he doesn't want to feel left out and doesn't want Agni to just hog your attention but he most of the time only ends up giving you two more work. Soma never learns though so the cycle repeats itself again and again.

🍛​🤜​Agni is much more subtle than Soma, which is admittedly not that hard, but still. His creeping obsession is expressed in his growing protective feelings over you despite knowing that you are very capable of protecting yourself and by the time he comes to realise what has happened, it is already far too late to stop himself. He feels guilty though as he knows that Soma is already a bit overbearing for you and the last thing that you would want is him acting the same. Agni is much more practiced in his own self-control though which is why he holds himself back and that becomes even more apparent as soon as he is aware of his own emotions. He almost grows more distant to not make another burden from you and instead likes to observe from a few steps away but at the same time he also feels bad when you approach him and ask him if something has happened as you have noticed his change in behavior. He doesn't want to give you the impression that it is your fault after all.

🍛​🤜​Soma and Agni are pretty capable of sharing but Agni just doesn't have the courage to tell you nor Soma about his feelings. He feels guilty for admitting that he has fallen the same way for you as Soma has and at the same time he doesn't want to take your time away from Soma as he knows how much Soma adores and loves you yet he also feels guilty for keeping this from the both of you. It is a quite complicated situation Agni finds himself in and he spends days and nights pondering how he could tell the both of you. he actually decides to tell it to you first as he is worried that Soma would react too dramatically. He knows that you will react to it in a calmer way than his prince would and he actually apologises to you for his own feelings. Soma, as expected, is reacting very dramatically. Above all though he is disappointed that Agni hasn't told him about it before and has instead kept it a secret from him. Whilst Agni reassures his prince that he won't try to steal you from Soma, it is actually Soma who makes the decision that Agni should still spend time with you.

🍛​🤜​Agni has been nothing but loyal to him after all. At least Agni balances out Soma's clinginess and delusional thinking as he can hold the young prince back from being too overwhelming with you. The age difference will also have some influence as you tend to treat Soma like a young boy due to him being younger than you and whilst Soma is definitely spoiled and acts like a child at times, he still insists that you see him as a man and stop thinking of him as a boy. Agni on the other hand at times feels more inclined to protect you because he is older than you. Soma is very open with his adoration as he literally worships everything you do but it is worth mentioning that for Agni you are also something more than just his love. You have given him a new meaning to a new life that was given to him by his prince and whilst he isn't as physically touching or as verbal as Soma is, he does a lot of quiet gestures to show you his eternal love.

[pokeexehasstoppedworking]

Applin Of My Eye Ch4 New Territory In Turrffield

(Warning: mentioning of death. The backstory for Milo and his brother is NOT cannon and is only for the story. Thank you to everyone who suggested a name for the new Pokemon. The wooloo shall now be named Mary Lou.)

"Y-Y-Y/N?!"

Felix had to quickly dive in order to make sure Milo didn't drop the giant gift basket they had brought over, practically shoving it back into his brothers hands jostling Milo back from shock and having him stumble to catch himself. You giggled as he straightened back up red faced and embarrassed.

"I-I-I mean of COURSE it's you!" He smiled a bit too widely flustered under your smile. "I mean W-Who else w-w-would it be?! You're the only Y/n after all! *Ahem*...W-What are you doing here?"

"I live here now." You gestured to the house behind you. "I just bought it a week ago and settled all the paperwork."

"Wow! Really?" Felix lit up. "that's great! What made you want to move into Turrffield?"

"I wanted to settle down somewhere quiet and peaceful and Turrffield was the perfect place for it all. It reminds me of Postwick kinda, but there wasn't any space there. And Turrffield offers a bit more open space which I like." You glanced back to Milo whom was still blushing. "But what's this?"

"We brought you over a gift basket." Felix elbowed Milo in the ribs making him jolt. 

"UH YEAH THIS IS FOR YOU!!," he blurted out quickly holding out the large basket to you.

"It's got some home grown food and preservatives made by yours truly! It's a tradition of sorts to give any new comers some of Turrffield's very own pride and joy!," Felix proudly explained as you took the basket from Milo, "It was Milo's idea. He's friendly and considerate like that."

Your eyes scanned across the basket you had to use both arms to carry and smiled. "Wow. This would definitely help save on groceries. Thank you!" You then stepped back a bit. "Would you like to come in? I don't have much but you're welcome to stay for lunch. It'd be the least I could do for all the kindness you showed me."

Before Milo could say anything he yelped as his brother pushed him forward into the home. "We would LOVE to!" 

He had no choice but to stumble inside the house with Felix  pushing behind him.  The house looked...Well it was as generic and plain as a home could be he supposed. Barely any furniture was about, he guessed Old Man Jenkins took most of the original furniture when he moved out, and the house looked pretty simplified. He stood there gulping as the door closed behind them and a moment later you walked back into view with a smile. 

"Would you guys like some lunch? I'm not much of a cook but I could offer you some food I have in the kitchen."

"U-Um..S-S-Sure." He gulped. "Y-Your h-house looks n-nice."

"Thanks. I haven't had much time to decorate yet." You motioned your head. "C'mon. The kitchen's this way."

They followed you into the kitchen, which also looked plain and simple looking, and watched as you walked over to the counter before placing the basket on the counter. Silver was laying down on the floor probably asleep and barely looked up when you all walked in. 

"Sorry if I don't have a lot to offer. Would instant noodle curry be alright?"

"That'll be just fine," Felix confirmed. "So... Turrffield huh? Y'know this is a farming community. Does that mean you're going to be farming and using all those berry trees back there?"

"Actually I was planning on renting the property out." You made for a cabinet where you would find the instant curry cups. "It's too big for me to maintain it all and I know someone else who rents their land to farmers."

"So... You're letting someone use your land to grow their own food to sell and having them pay you for using it? .. That's not a too bad idea. Renting it to anyone yet?"

"No. I was thinking of putting a post up in the rotomi system but I haven't gotten around to it yet." You turned we with three cups in your arms. "I figured it would be a good way to make extra money and ensure the property wouldn't be wasted for use."

...Felix slowly looked at his brother. "You know... Milo's been wanting some more room to plant more vegetables like lettuce and tomatoes but we couldn't figure out how to do that without making it cramped or tearing down one of our barns." He elbowed his brother again. "This sounds like a great deal! Don't you think Milo?"

"Huh?!" Milo blinked. "Oh! U-Um...*ahem* That does sound like a good deal." He cleared his throat straightening himself out with a deep inhale. "How much were you planning on renting it for?"

"Oh. About five hundred a month and a small portion of the money they make from selling the produce they grow. I'll even let them pick all the berries from the trees they want to." You set out placing the cups on your counter and heading for the kettle you previously left on the stovetop.

Felix grabbed Milo's hand, a face of happiness coming over him. "Milo! Restaurants and trainers pay dozens of money for those berries! Jenkins never let anyone touch them. This could be a great opportunity!"

"I don't know Felix. Seems like a bit of extra work for us."

"It doesn't have to be just us! Think about it! You could employ some of your gym workers to help pick berries from the trees and work the fields! They could use the extra money for their families and we can use the extra funds to help restore the geoglyh like you wanted! Or for any charity you wanted. Berries sell for lots of money." With each word Milo looked more and more interested with each word Felix said. "Plus it'll give you more time to be with your cru-" 

"Thank you, Felix! I will think about that!" His face got red again just as you turned around.

"Would you like a cup of instant noodle curry?"

"Y-YES! Please!"

In the end Milo did end up getting that offer. It sounded too good to pass up! Extra pay for his town. Funds for restoring the geoglyh and few stone carvings here. Space for the produce he's been wanting to grow for a while.....And maybe getting closer to the woman he liked- UH. HE MEANT GREETING A NEW NEIGHBOR AND HELPING HER SETTLE INTO TURRFFIELD!! YEAH!! THAT'S WHAT HE MEANT!! Ahem. It took one month to prepare everything. He spoke with you again to draw up the legal contract and to make sure you were ok with the idea of his hired workers coming onto the fields to work them of course you agreed. Two days later you woke up and discovered around twenty men and women with LOTS of gear ranging from hoes and shovels to a giant tractor heading to the giant gate in your fence leading to the few acres behind your house. One of those people being Milo who waved and walk over to greet you. 

"Hey! Y/n, good morning!," He called with a wave as he walked over to you, "Sorry about all the noise! I figured we should come over to fix the area before we're able to use it."

You smiled. "No. Not at all! The place is a bit overgrown. I was just surprised to see everyone."

He chuckled nervously a hand on his neck and you couldn't help but find his bashfulness cute. "W-Well Old Man Jenkins was a bit too old to take care of six acres all by himself, but he was stubborn and never let anyone tried to help. Liked to keep to himself and didn't like anyone on his property I guess. So it'll take a bit of repairing before we can use it. I hope you don't mind."

"I don't mind at all. It could use some sprucing up." You glanced over everyone and they seemed to go to work immediately. "How long do you think it'll take to fix it all?"

"Oh not too long. We should be able to start planting by the end of this month! But we can start harvesting those berry trees now if you want."

"Go right ahead. I wouldn't want them to go bad anyways. So go ahead and pick as many as you want. All I ask is that you save some for me since that's what I'm using as food mostly."

"Not a problem!," He assured you holding up a hand with a smile. "I'll be sure to tell everyone that. Oh! Before I forget!" You blinked as he reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a few dollar bills before holding them out for you. "Here. The first months rent for the land. I can't thank you enough for this. The extra income to Turrffield is great!"

You slowly took the money from him before smiling. "Thanks! I'm glad I can help the community out like this! Anyway I can help?"

"Well I don't think you know much about farm equipment no offense. But if you make sure everyone stays hydrated it'd be very helpful. Hard work can really work up a sweat." 

"I can do that no problem. Oh. And Milo." He hummed but froze when you reached up and patted his cheek with a giggle. "I really do think you're a kind and compassionate person."

You then turned and left leaving him there...before his face poofed up a deep red again. "...Oh sweet wooloo knitted sweaters."

The next month wasn't too eventful. Everyone came early in the morning and did work until around four in the afternoon before leaving to break for the end of the day, while you busied yourself bringing out drinks and drinks for everyone there. Of course Milo supervised and helped with everything. Grass mowed, trees trimmed, berries collected, fields plowed, weeds pulled, fallen trees hauled away- By the end of the first month all the hard work had been done and they came back for the rest of the berries and to start planting. You saw someone attached a hand plow to a mudsdale and start plowing the fields as others added fertilizer to the ground or planted seeds. It was starting to get better. Already it looked great now that the entire area was being maintained and used. By the time they were done, everyone was set and now only a few people would come by at various parts of the day to water the plants or make sure things were all going smoothly or to gather more berries.  They grew back surprisingly fast. You still saw Milo although and the next time you both met would be a bit of a surprise. You had just gone out to get the mail and turned around when you heard a shout.

"Y/N LOOK OUT!!"

You looked up, saw a giant white ball rolling towards you,  yelled, and dove just in time to avoid a wooloo rolling past and a second later a pink haired blue dove past. Milo let out a loud 'OOF!' and thud as his chest fell against the ground and his hands grabbed strongly onto the wooloo that baaed loudly as strong hands pulled it back. 

"Gotcha! Lucy, you are in big trouble young lady!" With a grunt he pulled the annoyed looking wooloo into his lap as he struggled to sit on his knees and gave a firm look. "You know better than to run off like that! You could've hurt Y/n  if you ran into her!" The wooloo only baaed again waving her legs around. Milo frowned before looking up at your form. "...Oh...Uh." He quickly stood up with a worried look. "I'm so sorry. Are you alright?"

You nodded before raising a brow at him. His white shirt was stained brown from the dirt where he landed on the ground. Poor Milo. "You ok there?"

He sighed. "Yeah. Sorry about this. It's sheering day but Lucy doesn't like it too much. She always manages to run away before I can grab her. I never know how she makes it over the fence." 

"It's alright. I didn't get bowled over this time so it's good." That made Milo chuckle a bit. 

"Oh..Before I forget again, I got something for you." Maneuvering the pokemon under one arm, he reached into his pocket again before pulling out a...wad of cash?! And holding it out to you. "Here. The rent for this month and a portion of those berries we shipped out of here."

You stared wide eyed at it before slowly taking it from him. "Whoa...I just..How much is this?"

"Two thousand five hundred dollars."

Your eyes almost popped out like some cartoon character as you snapped to him I'm shock. "Two thousand five hundred dollars?! Holy Arceus! How many berries did you sell?!"

"Actually those berries sell for a lot of money," he explained, "Some have healing properties so they can be sold to hospitals, doctors, and pokemon centers to make healing ointment and antidotes for lots of things. Others taste really good and are sold to big restaurant chains. There's also plenty of regular people and trainers who want to buy them for their own reasons. That's why I was really happy when you agreed to let us take some."

Your face slowly returned to normal before nodding and leaning over. "I guess that makes more sense now, but hey. That's good to hear." You leaned back up something in your hand. "I bet you could do a lot of good with that money." He blinked as you reached up to plop the hat back on his head which had fallen off in his dive. "There. You look handsome in that."

He paused.... before his face exploded red again and he sputtered. "I- You.....WELL THANKS FOR THAT!" He quickly turned to walk away as you giggled. "I-ILL SEE YOU LATER!!" You giggled again and turned to walk back into your house- "Y/n?" You stopped and turned back to Milo. He seemed to sweat a bit hesitating...before asking. "Would you...l-l-like to come over tomorrow evening for dinner with m-m-me?A-AND FELIX TOO OF COURSE!! HE B-B-BE HAPPY TO SEE YOU TOO!!" 

You blinked...before smiling. "I'd love to have dinner with you guys! Is it alright if I bring my drizzlie?"

"Of course! I-Its perfectly fine! F-F-Five o'clock sound fine?"

"Sounds great! See you then."

"B-Bye!!" He was quick to turn and leave your giggling form behind. Cute.

The next day came and you would've gladly waited until evening for Milo's invitation but there iswas one thing that ruined that plan. Early in the morning you heard a man's yell and hurried outside just in time to see one of the workers yelling angrily at a pokemon. And that pokemon was a wooloo. The pokemon angrily stared at the man trying to shoo it away with a foot while chewing on something that looked like one of the small cabbages planted nearby.

"GET OUT OF HERE!! GO ON!! SHOO!," the man shouted nudging a foot at it.

"*BBBBBBAAAAAAAAAAA!!!*" The small Pokemon baaed back once swallowing the food inside it's mouth. 

You and Silver exchanged looks before you shrugged and stepped off your back porch towards the two. "Hey! What's going on?"

"THIS WILD WOOLOO'S STEALING OUR CABBAGES!!," The man pointed without even looking up at you from glaring at the wooloo. Which again baaed angrily at him.

You blinked. "A wild wooloo?" You rose a brow at the small Pokemon. "Are you sure? Doesn't it belong to someone around here?''

"NO!! THIS ONE'S A WILD ONE!! I KNOW THE DIFFERENCE!! AND THIS LITTLE THEIF IS STEALING OUR HARD WORK!!"

It baaed again and you hummed looking at it. "A wild one huh?...I guess it's hungry. Are you hungry little guy? Do you want food?" Instantly the wooloo snapped at you and baaed louder again. "Well come with me and I'll get you all set up. I have some food inside." Along with a few extra pokeballs. "C'mon. Let's go get you some food." Silver chirped in question. "*sigh* Yes. You too."

The worker finally stopped yelling as the Wooloo followed you and you disappeared with both pokemon into the house. It wouldn't be wild for too long.

-HOURS LATER- 

"I hope she doesn't mind mushrooms."

The stove was hot and the sweet smells wafted through the air thanks to the pasta noodles boiling next to the pot of sauce bubbling and filled with mushrooms and sweet spices that sent warmth and delicious smells into the air. Surely it would attract the attention of Felix soon and his little brother would be begging for food despite the fact that he wasn't done with it yet. Or before a certain lady showed up-

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!

He looked up as knocks came from the door...before giving a sigh. Guess that hope was dashed. "COME IN! THE DOOR'S OPEN!!" He called from the stove. He couldn't leave and risk burning the sauce.

A second later he heard the door open and a woman's voice call out through the home. "Hello?"

"In the kitchen!," He called back not looking up. A moment later he heard the door closing and the sounds of footsteps and...hooves? "You're a little early!I wasn't expecting you for another hour yet!"

"Well I hope I'm not intruding."

"Not at all!" He turned with a smile. "I enjoy the...company." he blinked. You were standing there with your drizzlie...but there was also another thing there that baaed at him. "...Is that a wooloo with you?"

"Hm? Oh yeah." You glanced at the baaing wooloo with a smile. "That's Mary Lou. I just got her today."

"You got a wooloo? When?"

"Just this morning. A wild wooloo found it's way into your cabbage. Figured I could use a little cutie pie like her. Isn't that right sweetie?" Mary baaed In response. "I hope you don't mind the extra company."

Milo smiled before laughing. "No. Not at all. Its a pleasant surprise! I really like wooloo anyways!" He nodded to the table. "Go ahead and take a seat while you wait. I'll be done in a moment."

"Thanks!" You took the seat he offered you with a smile and sat down before smelling the air. "Wow. That smells great. What is it?"

"Sweet mushroom medley curry. Hope you don't mind it."

"Sounds delicious." You took a moment to look around and settled on the far right wall that was covered in pictures you didn't notice the first time you were here, settling on one that was of Felix holding a younger looking Daisy. Maybe after she just hatched? "How's Felix by the way?"

"Oh he's doing great. Right now he's upstairs studying math."

"I see. How's Daisy? I hope she didn't try to escape again."

"You kidding me? They're practically glued together now."

"He seems to love her a lot."

"Well she's his first ever pokemon. I have him the Wooloo egg but he's the one who took care of it before it hatched into Daisy." He chuckled. "He literally raised her by hand and I'm proud of him for it. He's raised a good wooloo, and according to Nurse Joy she's back to a healthy weight."

"That's great to hear! I'm glad she's going better." 

Your eyes called the other pictures. Most were of Felix doing various things or Felix with Milo but there was a few of Milo's many wooloo, his grass type Pokemon, one or two more of Daisy, one of just Milo here and there but you paused when your eyes saw one picture frame larger than all the rest. It was rectangled and it looked like a much younger version of Milo and Felix, MUCH younger. They stood in front of the same house you currently sat in. Behind the two brothers was a man and woman who looked to be around the same age as Gloria's mother. Both had pink hair and green eyes similar colored to the brothers and next to the man right behind Milo was another middle aged man who had darker pink hair and darker green eyes compared to everyone else in the picture. You just...stared at it for a long moment before Milo turned to see why you had gone silent before following your eyes and he also paused.

"....Milo. Who are those people in the picture there?" You gestured to said picture.

Milo didn't say anything at first just looking at the picture before looking away back towards the stove. "Oh... That's..me and Felix of course. We were just kids then."

"And the other people?"

He again hesitated. "That's...our mum and dad. They're uh.. N-No longer with us."

The shock of what he said caused you to stare at him wide eyed and jaw dropped.  "...W-Wha-...I just...I didn't know! I'm so sorry!" 

He waved a hand at you. "No. It's alright. You didn't know like you said, and it's fine. I'm used to it now. The other man by our dad is out uncle. He used to be the gym leader here before he retired from the position. He uh...took us in when ma and pa passed away. He's uh..." His movements slowed. "H-Hes not with us either actually."

"Oh, Milo." You frowned sympathetically. "I'm so sorry. Must be hard."

"It was. Still is actually but life goes by and I have other things in my life to help with. Turrffield. The gym. My pokemon. And especially Felix. He's the best thing I could ask for...What about you?" He turned his head to look at you over his shoulder. "What's your family like?"

" This time it was your turn to pause and look at him before sighing. "Actually... I'm not on speaking terms with either of my parents." You scowled. " My parents divorced when I was eleven years old and my dad hasn't tried to talk to me since. Then my mom controlled and used me for free labor until I left. Haven't seen or spoken to her in almost two years and I'd rather keep it that way."

"Yikes. She must be terrible if you don't want to see her again and you're a pretty patient person."

''Ugh. She is." You sighed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring the mood down."

"No, no. It's alright. I guess we all have our own hardships to over come." He finally took the pot of noodles off the stove and headed towards the sink which you now realized had a strainer in it. "Food's almost done. Just got to drain the noodles and we'll be all good to go."

"I see...So did your uncle give you the gym?", You asked as he poured the noodles into the strainer letting the hot water run down the sink. 

He nodded. "Yeah. He actually trained me to be his replacement. Felix always wanted the position really though which is why I'm currently training him. When he gets old enough Im planning on signing it over to him and just retiring to run the family farm better. For now I just want him to get a good education and be a kid."

"It's really kind of you to put Felix and Turrffield before yourself, but don't you ever want to do something for yourself?"

"I'm happy to put everyone before me since everyone could use the help and Felix deserves to have a good childhood." He did pause however holding the strainer up from the sink. "Although...there h-h-has been one thing I've wanting to do myself."

"Oh really? What?"

His face instantly went a pink. "W-W-Well...*ahem* There's this...girl I am kinda maybe f-f-fond of." He cleared his throat and and turned back to the stove carrying the strainer full of noodles. Your eyes widened...before you just smiled in amusement. "She's r-r-really nice a-a-and one of the first people who genuinely complimented me. She e-even went as far as to replace s-something she accidentally made me drop."His face burnt more and more as he went on practically feeling his face on fire. "She's also....v-very p-p-pretty. B-B-But I don't think she would like me back."

"Why not?"

He sighed. "I don't really have a lot to offer. I'm not really the richest, and Im really busy with running the farm and gym duties and raising Felix. So I couldn't offer y- HER a lot of my time."

You hummed knowingly. "I dunno, Milo. Have you tried asking her? Maybe she thinks your schedule is fine for her and she doesn't care about money."

"No. I'm really no one special." His eyes looked down. "I'm not a strong trainer like Leon or fun like Piers...Or handsome with millions of fans like Raihan or Gordie even. I'm just a Farmer who happens to be a gym leader. Of course I don't mind not being the strongest, battling should be about having fun!" 

"That's what you see in battles huh?"

He nodded. "Simply enjoy battling and have fun is my motto. But yeah...I don't think she'd be really interested in myself."

"Well that's not a fair conclusion. You didn't even ask me those things." Milo paused. "I like you just the way you are, and if you ask me you're pretty adorable.~"

His face whipped around to you wide eyed as you just smiled. "I-...You-...Y-Y-YOU KNEW THE WHOLE TIME?!"

You nodded. "It was kinda obvious with how you were acting."

He just continued to stare at you wide eyed before he groaned embarrassed. "Felix said the same thing. Is it really that obvious?"

"You act like you like me every time we're around each other." You smiled wider. "It's pretty obvious and pretty cute. You already know I don't care about those superficial things."

He sighed defeated. "I guess there's no getting around it. Heh..But if it's alright with you, can we keep this on the downlow and remain friends f-for now? I s-s-still have some feelings to sort out."

"Not a problem. Your feelings and comfort come first."

Wow. She really was understanding. He smiled in thanks-

"What are you two doing?" Milo yelped and both of you looked over at Felix standing in the doorway raising a brow. Daisy baaed next to his feet. 

"F-Felix! How long were you standing there?!"

"I heard you guys say my name and assumed dinner was ready." He pointed at Mary. "And where did that wooloo come from?"

"*sigh* Just come sit down. Dinner's ready."

You kept your word from that day on. Everything seemed normal. He'd do his duties, paid the rent and a portion of the products to you each month, Felix would try to wingman and embarrass him, and every so often he'd stop by to check up on the state of your land. Most of the produce was almost done growing so they could harvest it all pretty soon. And every so often you all would share meals together whether it be at your place or hers. However everything would change once a strange visitor showed up. He was tending to his fields rolling some of the new hay bails to be put in the barn for winter when he heard it.

CCCCCCAAAAAAAWWWWWW!!!!!

The loud roar of a giant pokemon breached the quiet community followed by strong wing beats. It made him pause and stop rolling the hay bails to look up as the wing beats got louder and louder. Emerald eyes blinked as his face was blasted by a strong gust of air, his hand just barely snapping up in time to stop his hat from blowing away. In the sky a GIANT black mass was flapping above them slowly lowering with each wingbeat. His many wooloo baaed in fright before scattering off in different directions as the black mass touched the ground just a little ways from him, and revealed itself to be a corvinight. The giant flying Pokemon gave off a loud caw at the land and sat upon the flying taxi as the door opened and someone with Purple hair stepped out. Milo blinked for a moment at the newcomer..before smiling widely.

"Hey, Leon!," He greeted at the sight of the Champion who walked towards him. "Wow. I wasn't expecting to see you today! What do I owe the pleasure?"

The champion smiled. "Milo! Im sorry to say that I can't stay too long. I'm on official league business ordered by the Chairwoman herself.  I just dropped by to make sure you and Y/n got an invite." He said reaching under his cape and pulling out two beige letter with a red wax seal before holding it out to him. "Here! Your and Felix's official invite to the first ever Galarian Star Tournament later this year! Dont worry. I already delivered Y/n hers."

He blinked before slowly taking it from him and looking at it. "A tournament huh?"

Leon nodded. "Yep! All the information you'll need is in the letters! Just make sure to read it all thoroughly when you have time."

Leon had left a moment later after giving Milo a good bye and took off once more in the flying taxi more wing beats and powerful wing beats causing more wind. And then it left him there standing with two letters in his hands...Well curiosity got the better of him so he opened one to read the contents inside right there, and he hummed reading over the events. However one part saying he was allowed to bring a date caught his attention and stayed on his mind for the next few days. Maybe it was his crush on her. Or maybe it was Felix encouraging him to ask her. Or maybe it was the thought of bringing a nice date to prove he could get one. Or maybe cupid's arrow was that powerful. But either way he found himself red faced and standing on her porch. Knocking on her door. And fumbling as she answered the door smiling 

"Milo. What are you doing here?"

He gulped. "I-I-I wanted t-t-to ask you something."

"What is it?"

"W-W-Will you b-b-b-be my date t-t-t-to the tornam-m-ment?"

[echantedtoon]

Applin Of My Eye Ch4 New Territory In Turrfield

(Warning: mentioning of death. The backstory for Milo and his brother is NOT cannon and is only for the story. Thank you to everyone who suggested a name for the new Pokemon. The wooloo shall now be named Mary Lou.)

"Y-Y-Y/N?!"

Felix had to quickly dive in order to make sure Milo didn't drop the giant gift basket they had brought over, practically shoving it back into his brothers hands jostling Milo back from shock and having him stumble to catch himself. You giggled as he straightened back up red faced and embarrassed.

"I-I-I mean of COURSE it's you!" He smiled a bit too widely flustered under your smile. "I mean W-Who else w-w-would it be?! You're the only Y/n after all! *Ahem*...W-What are you doing here?"

"I live here now." You gestured to the house behind you. "I just bought it a week ago and settled all the paperwork."

"Wow! Really?" Felix lit up. "that's great! What made you want to move into Turrffield?"

"I wanted to settle down somewhere quiet and peaceful and Turrffield was the perfect place for it all. It reminds me of Postwick kinda, but there wasn't any space there. And Turrffield offers a bit more open space which I like." You glanced back to Milo whom was still blushing. "But what's this?"

"We brought you over a gift basket." Felix elbowed Milo in the ribs making him jolt. 

"UH YEAH THIS IS FOR YOU!!," he blurted out quickly holding out the large basket to you.

"It's got some home grown food and preservatives made by yours truly! It's a tradition of sorts to give any new comers some of Turrffield's very own pride and joy!," Felix proudly explained as you took the basket from Milo, "It was Milo's idea. He's friendly and considerate like that."

Your eyes scanned across the basket you had to use both arms to carry and smiled. "Wow. This would definitely help save on groceries. Thank you!" You then stepped back a bit. "Would you like to come in? I don't have much but you're welcome to stay for lunch. It'd be the least I could do for all the kindness you showed me."

Before Milo could say anything he yelped as his brother pushed him forward into the home. "We would LOVE to!" 

He had no choice but to stumble inside the house with Felix  pushing behind him.  The house looked...Well it was as generic and plain as a home could be he supposed. Barely any furniture was about, he guessed Old Man Jenkins took most of the original furniture when he moved out, and the house looked pretty simplified. He stood there gulping as the door closed behind them and a moment later you walked back into view with a smile. 

"Would you guys like some lunch? I'm not much of a cook but I could offer you some food I have in the kitchen."

"U-Um..S-S-Sure." He gulped. "Y-Your h-house looks n-nice."

"Thanks. I haven't had much time to decorate yet." You motioned your head. "C'mon. The kitchen's this way."

They followed you into the kitchen, which also looked plain and simple looking, and watched as you walked over to the counter before placing the basket on the counter. Silver was laying down on the floor probably asleep and barely looked up when you all walked in. 

"Sorry if I don't have a lot to offer. Would instant noodle curry be alright?"

"That'll be just fine," Felix confirmed. "So... Turrffield huh? Y'know this is a farming community. Does that mean you're going to be farming and using all those berry trees back there?"

"Actually I was planning on renting the property out." You made for a cabinet where you would find the instant curry cups. "It's too big for me to maintain it all and I know someone else who rents their land to farmers."

"So... You're letting someone use your land to grow their own food to sell and having them pay you for using it? .. That's not a too bad idea. Renting it to anyone yet?"

"No. I was thinking of putting a post up in the rotomi system but I haven't gotten around to it yet." You turned we with three cups in your arms. "I figured it would be a good way to make extra money and ensure the property wouldn't be wasted for use."

...Felix slowly looked at his brother. "You know... Milo's been wanting some more room to plant more vegetables like lettuce and tomatoes but we couldn't figure out how to do that without making it cramped or tearing down one of our barns." He elbowed his brother again. "This sounds like a great deal! Don't you think Milo?"

"Huh?!" Milo blinked. "Oh! U-Um...*ahem* That does sound like a good deal." He cleared his throat straightening himself out with a deep inhale. "How much were you planning on renting it for?"

"Oh. About five hundred a month and a small portion of the money they make from selling the produce they grow. I'll even let them pick all the berries from the trees they want to." You set out placing the cups on your counter and heading for the kettle you previously left on the stovetop.

Felix grabbed Milo's hand, a face of happiness coming over him. "Milo! Restaurants and trainers pay dozens of money for those berries! Jenkins never let anyone touch them. This could be a great opportunity!"

"I don't know Felix. Seems like a bit of extra work for us."

"It doesn't have to be just us! Think about it! You could employ some of your gym workers to help pick berries from the trees and work the fields! They could use the extra money for their families and we can use the extra funds to help restore the geoglyh like you wanted! Or for any charity you wanted. Berries sell for lots of money." With each word Milo looked more and more interested with each word Felix said. "Plus it'll give you more time to be with your cru-" 

"Thank you, Felix! I will think about that!" His face got red again just as you turned around.

"Would you like a cup of instant noodle curry?"

"Y-YES! Please!"

In the end Milo did end up getting that offer. It sounded too good to pass up! Extra pay for his town. Funds for restoring the geoglyh and few stone carvings here. Space for the produce he's been wanting to grow for a while.....And maybe getting closer to the woman he liked- UH. HE MEANT GREETING A NEW NEIGHBOR AND HELPING HER SETTLE INTO TURRFFIELD!! YEAH!! THAT'S WHAT HE MEANT!! Ahem. It took one month to prepare everything. He spoke with you again to draw up the legal contract and to make sure you were ok with the idea of his hired workers coming onto the fields to work them of course you agreed. Two days later you woke up and discovered around twenty men and women with LOTS of gear ranging from hoes and shovels to a giant tractor heading to the giant gate in your fence leading to the few acres behind your house. One of those people being Milo who waved and walk over to greet you. 

"Hey! Y/n, good morning!," He called with a wave as he walked over to you, "Sorry about all the noise! I figured we should come over to fix the area before we're able to use it."

You smiled. "No. Not at all! The place is a bit overgrown. I was just surprised to see everyone."

He chuckled nervously a hand on his neck and you couldn't help but find his bashfulness cute. "W-Well Old Man Jenkins was a bit too old to take care of six acres all by himself, but he was stubborn and never let anyone tried to help. Liked to keep to himself and didn't like anyone on his property I guess. So it'll take a bit of repairing before we can use it. I hope you don't mind."

"I don't mind at all. It could use some sprucing up." You glanced over everyone and they seemed to go to work immediately. "How long do you think it'll take to fix it all?"

"Oh not too long. We should be able to start planting by the end of this month! But we can start harvesting those berry trees now if you want."

"Go right ahead. I wouldn't want them to go bad anyways. So go ahead and pick as many as you want. All I ask is that you save some for me since that's what I'm using as food mostly."

"Not a problem!," He assured you holding up a hand with a smile. "I'll be sure to tell everyone that. Oh! Before I forget!" You blinked as he reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a few dollar bills before holding them out for you. "Here. The first months rent for the land. I can't thank you enough for this. The extra income to Turrffield is great!"

You slowly took the money from him before smiling. "Thanks! I'm glad I can help the community out like this! Anyway I can help?"

"Well I don't think you know much about farm equipment no offense. But if you make sure everyone stays hydrated it'd be very helpful. Hard work can really work up a sweat." 

"I can do that no problem. Oh. And Milo." He hummed but froze when you reached up and patted his cheek with a giggle. "I really do think you're a kind and compassionate person."

You then turned and left leaving him there...before his face poofed up a deep red again. "...Oh sweet wooloo knitted sweaters."

The next month wasn't too eventful. Everyone came early in the morning and did work until around four in the afternoon before leaving to break for the end of the day, while you busied yourself bringing out drinks and drinks for everyone there. Of course Milo supervised and helped with everything. Grass mowed, trees trimmed, berries collected, fields plowed, weeds pulled, fallen trees hauled away- By the end of the first month all the hard work had been done and they came back for the rest of the berries and to start planting. You saw someone attached a hand plow to a mudsdale and start plowing the fields as others added fertilizer to the ground or planted seeds. It was starting to get better. Already it looked great now that the entire area was being maintained and used. By the time they were done, everyone was set and now only a few people would come by at various parts of the day to water the plants or make sure things were all going smoothly or to gather more berries.  They grew back surprisingly fast. You still saw Milo although and the next time you both met would be a bit of a surprise. You had just gone out to get the mail and turned around when you heard a shout.

"Y/N LOOK OUT!!"

You looked up, saw a giant white ball rolling towards you,  yelled, and dove just in time to avoid a wooloo rolling past and a second later a pink haired blue dove past. Milo let out a loud 'OOF!' and thud as his chest fell against the ground and his hands grabbed strongly onto the wooloo that baaed loudly as strong hands pulled it back. 

"Gotcha! Lucy, you are in big trouble young lady!" With a grunt he pulled the annoyed looking wooloo into his lap as he struggled to sit on his knees and gave a firm look. "You know better than to run off like that! You could've hurt Y/n  if you ran into her!" The wooloo only baaed again waving her legs around. Milo frowned before looking up at your form. "...Oh...Uh." He quickly stood up with a worried look. "I'm so sorry. Are you alright?"

You nodded before raising a brow at him. His white shirt was stained brown from the dirt where he landed on the ground. Poor Milo. "You ok there?"

He sighed. "Yeah. Sorry about this. It's sheering day but Lucy doesn't like it too much. She always manages to run away before I can grab her. I never know how she makes it over the fence." 

"It's alright. I didn't get bowled over this time so it's good." That made Milo chuckle a bit. 

"Oh..Before I forget again, I got something for you." Maneuvering the pokemon under one arm, he reached into his pocket again before pulling out a...wad of cash?! And holding it out to you. "Here. The rent for this month and a portion of those berries we shipped out of here."

You stared wide eyed at it before slowly taking it from him. "Whoa...I just..How much is this?"

"Two thousand five hundred dollars."

Your eyes almost popped out like some cartoon character as you snapped to him I'm shock. "Two thousand five hundred dollars?! Holy Arceus! How many berries did you sell?!"

"Actually those berries sell for a lot of money," he explained, "Some have healing properties so they can be sold to hospitals, doctors, and pokemon centers to make healing ointment and antidotes for lots of things. Others taste really good and are sold to big restaurant chains. There's also plenty of regular people and trainers who want to buy them for their own reasons. That's why I was really happy when you agreed to let us take some."

Your face slowly returned to normal before nodding and leaning over. "I guess that makes more sense now, but hey. That's good to hear." You leaned back up something in your hand. "I bet you could do a lot of good with that money." He blinked as you reached up to plop the hat back on his head which had fallen off in his dive. "There. You look handsome in that."

He paused.... before his face exploded red again and he sputtered. "I- You.....WELL THANKS FOR THAT!" He quickly turned to walk away as you giggled. "I-ILL SEE YOU LATER!!" You giggled again and turned to walk back into your house- "Y/n?" You stopped and turned back to Milo. He seemed to sweat a bit hesitating...before asking. "Would you...l-l-like to come over tomorrow evening for dinner with m-m-me?A-AND FELIX TOO OF COURSE!! HE B-B-BE HAPPY TO SEE YOU TOO!!" 

You blinked...before smiling. "I'd love to have dinner with you guys! Is it alright if I bring my drizzlie?"

"Of course! I-Its perfectly fine! F-F-Five o'clock sound fine?"

"Sounds great! See you then."

"B-Bye!!" He was quick to turn and leave your giggling form behind. Cute.

The next day came and you would've gladly waited until evening for Milo's invitation but there iswas one thing that ruined that plan. Early in the morning you heard a man's yell and hurried outside just in time to see one of the workers yelling angrily at a pokemon. And that pokemon was a wooloo. The pokemon angrily stared at the man trying to shoo it away with a foot while chewing on something that looked like one of the small cabbages planted nearby.

"GET OUT OF HERE!! GO ON!! SHOO!," the man shouted nudging a foot at it.

"*BBBBBBAAAAAAAAAAA!!!*" The small Pokemon baaed back once swallowing the food inside it's mouth. 

You and Silver exchanged looks before you shrugged and stepped off your back porch towards the two. "Hey! What's going on?"

"THIS WILD WOOLOO'S STEALING OUR CABBAGES!!," The man pointed without even looking up at you from glaring at the wooloo. Which again baaed angrily at him.

You blinked. "A wild wooloo?" You rose a brow at the small Pokemon. "Are you sure? Doesn't it belong to someone around here?''

"NO!! THIS ONE'S A WILD ONE!! I KNOW THE DIFFERENCE!! AND THIS LITTLE THEIF IS STEALING OUR HARD WORK!!"

It baaed again and you hummed looking at it. "A wild one huh?...I guess it's hungry. Are you hungry little guy? Do you want food?" Instantly the wooloo snapped at you and baaed louder again. "Well come with me and I'll get you all set up. I have some food inside." Along with a few extra pokeballs. "C'mon. Let's go get you some food." Silver chirped in question. "*sigh* Yes. You too."

The worker finally stopped yelling as the Wooloo followed you and you disappeared with both pokemon into the house. It wouldn't be wild for too long.

-HOURS LATER- 

"I hope she doesn't mind mushrooms."

The stove was hot and the sweet smells wafted through the air thanks to the pasta noodles boiling next to the pot of sauce bubbling and filled with mushrooms and sweet spices that sent warmth and delicious smells into the air. Surely it would attract the attention of Felix soon and his little brother would be begging for food despite the fact that he wasn't done with it yet. Or before a certain lady showed up-

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!

He looked up as knocks came from the door...before giving a sigh. Guess that hope was dashed. "COME IN! THE DOOR'S OPEN!!" He called from the stove. He couldn't leave and risk burning the sauce.

A second later he heard the door open and a woman's voice call out through the home. "Hello?"

"In the kitchen!," He called back not looking up. A moment later he heard the door closing and the sounds of footsteps and...hooves? "You're a little early!I wasn't expecting you for another hour yet!"

"Well I hope I'm not intruding."

"Not at all!" He turned with a smile. "I enjoy the...company." he blinked. You were standing there with your drizzlie...but there was also another thing there that baaed at him. "...Is that a wooloo with you?"

"Hm? Oh yeah." You glanced at the baaing wooloo with a smile. "That's Mary Lou. I just got her today."

"You got a wooloo? When?"

"Just this morning. A wild wooloo found it's way into your cabbage. Figured I could use a little cutie pie like her. Isn't that right sweetie?" Mary baaed In response. "I hope you don't mind the extra company."

Milo smiled before laughing. "No. Not at all. Its a pleasant surprise! I really like wooloo anyways!" He nodded to the table. "Go ahead and take a seat while you wait. I'll be done in a moment."

"Thanks!" You took the seat he offered you with a smile and sat down before smelling the air. "Wow. That smells great. What is it?"

"Sweet mushroom medley curry. Hope you don't mind it."

"Sounds delicious." You took a moment to look around and settled on the far right wall that was covered in pictures you didn't notice the first time you were here, settling on one that was of Felix holding a younger looking Daisy. Maybe after she just hatched? "How's Felix by the way?"

"Oh he's doing great. Right now he's upstairs studying math."

"I see. How's Daisy? I hope she didn't try to escape again."

"You kidding me? They're practically glued together now."

"He seems to love her a lot."

"Well she's his first ever pokemon. I have him the Wooloo egg but he's the one who took care of it before it hatched into Daisy." He chuckled. "He literally raised her by hand and I'm proud of him for it. He's raised a good wooloo, and according to Nurse Joy she's back to a healthy weight."

"That's great to hear! I'm glad she's going better." 

Your eyes called the other pictures. Most were of Felix doing various things or Felix with Milo but there was a few of Milo's many wooloo, his grass type Pokemon, one or two more of Daisy, one of just Milo here and there but you paused when your eyes saw one picture frame larger than all the rest. It was rectangled and it looked like a much younger version of Milo and Felix, MUCH younger. They stood in front of the same house you currently sat in. Behind the two brothers was a man and woman who looked to be around the same age as Gloria's mother. Both had pink hair and green eyes similar colored to the brothers and next to the man right behind Milo was another middle aged man who had darker pink hair and darker green eyes compared to everyone else in the picture. You just...stared at it for a long moment before Milo turned to see why you had gone silent before following your eyes and he also paused.

"....Milo. Who are those people in the picture there?" You gestured to said picture.

Milo didn't say anything at first just looking at the picture before looking away back towards the stove. "Oh... That's..me and Felix of course. We were just kids then."

"And the other people?"

He again hesitated. "That's...our mum and dad. They're uh.. N-No longer with us."

The shock of what he said caused you to stare at him wide eyed and jaw dropped.  "...W-Wha-...I just...I didn't know! I'm so sorry!" 

He waved a hand at you. "No. It's alright. You didn't know like you said, and it's fine. I'm used to it now. The other man by our dad is out uncle. He used to be the gym leader here before he retired from the position. He uh...took us in when ma and pa passed away. He's uh..." His movements slowed. "H-Hes not with us either actually."

"Oh, Milo." You frowned sympathetically. "I'm so sorry. Must be hard."

"It was. Still is actually but life goes by and I have other things in my life to help with. Turrffield. The gym. My pokemon. And especially Felix. He's the best thing I could ask for...What about you?" He turned his head to look at you over his shoulder. "What's your family like?"

" This time it was your turn to pause and look at him before sighing. "Actually... I'm not on speaking terms with either of my parents." You scowled. " My parents divorced when I was eleven years old and my dad hasn't tried to talk to me since. Then my mom controlled and used me for free labor until I left. Haven't seen or spoken to her in almost two years and I'd rather keep it that way."

"Yikes. She must be terrible if you don't want to see her again and you're a pretty patient person."

''Ugh. She is." You sighed. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring the mood down."

"No, no. It's alright. I guess we all have our own hardships to over come." He finally took the pot of noodles off the stove and headed towards the sink which you now realized had a strainer in it. "Food's almost done. Just got to drain the noodles and we'll be all good to go."

"I see...So did your uncle give you the gym?", You asked as he poured the noodles into the strainer letting the hot water run down the sink. 

He nodded. "Yeah. He actually trained me to be his replacement. Felix always wanted the position really though which is why I'm currently training him. When he gets old enough Im planning on signing it over to him and just retiring to run the family farm better. For now I just want him to get a good education and be a kid."

"It's really kind of you to put Felix and Turrffield before yourself, but don't you ever want to do something for yourself?"

"I'm happy to put everyone before me since everyone could use the help and Felix deserves to have a good childhood." He did pause however holding the strainer up from the sink. "Although...there h-h-has been one thing I've wanting to do myself."

"Oh really? What?"

His face instantly went a pink. "W-W-Well...*ahem* There's this...girl I am kinda maybe f-f-fond of." He cleared his throat and and turned back to the stove carrying the strainer full of noodles. Your eyes widened...before you just smiled in amusement. "She's r-r-really nice a-a-and one of the first people who genuinely complimented me. She e-even went as far as to replace s-something she accidentally made me drop."His face burnt more and more as he went on practically feeling his face on fire. "She's also....v-very p-p-pretty. B-B-But I don't think she would like me back."

"Why not?"

He sighed. "I don't really have a lot to offer. I'm not really the richest, and Im really busy with running the farm and gym duties and raising Felix. So I couldn't offer y- HER a lot of my time."

You hummed knowingly. "I dunno, Milo. Have you tried asking her? Maybe she thinks your schedule is fine for her and she doesn't care about money."

"No. I'm really no one special." His eyes looked down. "I'm not a strong trainer like Leon or fun like Piers...Or handsome with millions of fans like Raihan or Gordie even. I'm just a Farmer who happens to be a gym leader. Of course I don't mind not being the strongest, battling should be about having fun!" 

"That's what you see in battles huh?"

He nodded. "Simply enjoy battling and have fun is my motto. But yeah...I don't think she'd be really interested in myself."

"Well that's not a fair conclusion. You didn't even ask me those things." Milo paused. "I like you just the way you are, and if you ask me you're pretty adorable.~"

His face whipped around to you wide eyed as you just smiled. "I-...You-...Y-Y-YOU KNEW THE WHOLE TIME?!"

You nodded. "It was kinda obvious with how you were acting."

He just continued to stare at you wide eyed before he groaned embarrassed. "Felix said the same thing. Is it really that obvious?"

"You act like you like me every time we're around each other." You smiled wider. "It's pretty obvious and pretty cute. You already know I don't care about those superficial things."

He sighed defeated. "I guess there's no getting around it. Heh..But if it's alright with you, can we keep this on the downlow and remain friends f-for now? I s-s-still have some feelings to sort out."

"Not a problem. Your feelings and comfort come first."

Wow. She really was understanding. He smiled in thanks-

"What are you two doing?" Milo yelped and both of you looked over at Felix standing in the doorway raising a brow. Daisy baaed next to his feet. 

"F-Felix! How long were you standing there?!"

"I heard you guys say my name and assumed dinner was ready." He pointed at Mary. "And where did that wooloo come from?"

"*sigh* Just come sit down. Dinner's ready."

You kept your word from that day on. Everything seemed normal. He'd do his duties, paid the rent and a portion of the products to you each month, Felix would try to wingman and embarrass him, and every so often he'd stop by to check up on the state of your land. Most of the produce was almost done growing so they could harvest it all pretty soon. And every so often you all would share meals together whether it be at your place or hers. However everything would change once a strange visitor showed up. He was tending to his fields rolling some of the new hay bails to be put in the barn for winter when he heard it.

CCCCCCAAAAAAAWWWWWW!!!!!

The loud roar of a giant pokemon breached the quiet community followed by strong wing beats. It made him pause and stop rolling the hay bails to look up as the wing beats got louder and louder. Emerald eyes blinked as his face was blasted by a strong gust of air, his hand just barely snapping up in time to stop his hat from blowing away. In the sky a GIANT black mass was flapping above them slowly lowering with each wingbeat. His many wooloo baaed in fright before scattering off in different directions as the black mass touched the ground just a little ways from him, and revealed itself to be a corvinight. The giant flying Pokemon gave off a loud caw at the land and sat upon the flying taxi as the door opened and someone with Purple hair stepped out. Milo blinked for a moment at the newcomer..before smiling widely.

"Hey, Leon!," He greeted at the sight of the Champion who walked towards him. "Wow. I wasn't expecting to see you today! What do I owe the pleasure?"

The champion smiled. "Milo! Im sorry to say that I can't stay too long. I'm on official league business ordered by the Chairwoman herself.  I just dropped by to make sure you and Y/n got an invite." He said reaching under his cape and pulling out two beige letter with a red wax seal before holding it out to him. "Here! Your and Felix's official invite to the first ever Galarian Star Tournament later this year! Dont worry. I already delivered Y/n hers."

He blinked before slowly taking it from him and looking at it. "A tournament huh?"

Leon nodded. "Yep! All the information you'll need is in the letters! Just make sure to read it all thoroughly when you have time."

Leon had left a moment later after giving Milo a good bye and took off once more in the flying taxi more wing beats and powerful wing beats causing more wind. And then it left him there standing with two letters in his hands...Well curiosity got the better of him so he opened one to read the contents inside right there, and he hummed reading over the events. However one part saying he was allowed to bring a date caught his attention and stayed on his mind for the next few days. Maybe it was his crush on her. Or maybe it was Felix encouraging him to ask her. Or maybe it was the thought of bringing a nice date to prove he could get one. Or maybe cupid's arrow was that powerful. But either way he found himself red faced and standing on her porch. Knocking on her door. And fumbling as she answered the door smiling 

"Milo. What are you doing here?"

He gulped. "I-I-I wanted t-t-to ask you something."

"What is it?"

"W-W-Will you b-b-b-be my date t-t-t-to the tornam-m-ment?"

[0isms]

“U… u-uh…” The mechanic couldn’t stop his face from heating up even if he tried, eyes jerking back and forth between the princess and her hands on his own. He didn’t even mind that her hands were coated with flour and other questionable substances, his heart doing a little happy dance regardless, before a wave of guilt followed it as it often did, nowadays. Dang it, feelings — he was supposed to be moving on, not falling harder!

“There’s… a-a lot of shops you can buy tools from, online,” he explained, trying not to sound too as flustered as he felt. “Or if that’ll take too long, I know a bunch of local shops that sells these kind of stuff. I can um, fix anything that can be fixed, too, so there’s that.” Although, kitchen appliances were admittedly his least favorite kind of things to fix. It might just be because he has bitter memories associated with them… or, well, a grudge against them, but that didn’t mean he can’t fix them if asked to.

“Sixth attempt…” His eyes scanned over the kitchen, an odd kind of awe striking him again. It took some real skill to mess up this badly after a sixth try. He pressed his lips together into a thin line so he wouldn’t accidentally blurt that out loud. It seemed like the princess was genuinely upset about this, after all.

“…D-don’t give up yet, Sonia-san! Maybe you just… need someone to help you follow the recipe, is all!” Determined, he grabbed the nearest towel and started cleaning up what he could of the mess. “M-maybe if we both work together with whatever is left of the ingredients, we can make something good! Something awesome, even!!” He hurriedly cleaned the towel with water from the sink, before squeezing the excess water out and resuming his cleaning. There was… a huge ass mess, but as long as he makes the kitchen clean enough to work in, maybe the princess will consider trying one last time…

“I think if we, like, try to make something simpler, it might work out,” he muttered, although his preffered kind of simple would be the putting-jam-in-a-sandwich kind of simple. “I’m not… er, great, at cooking either…” Which is to say, he was downright godawful at it, but he knew how to make some basic stuff… which he only achieved through a long period of trial and error. “…But!! I think we can cook something decent if we put our minds to it! Just… let’s give it one more try, M—… S-Sonia-san. You don’t want to get some store-bought cookies, right?” he asked, then chuckled sheepishly. “…This kind of reminds me of that time in the cafe. Maybe ‘cause it um, you kind of look like how I did back then… O-oh, wait.” With an almost impressive speed, he quickly grabbed another towel and held it out to the princess. “H-here. Sorry, I should’ve probably offered this way earlier…”

After all, she helped him clean up back then, too.

Kazuichi seemed like there was little truly wrong with her current predicament, but Sonia wasn't so sure. Considering the boy's various mechanical projects and her lack of faith that they went right one hundred percent of the time, she was not in a place where she could trust him fully. Not to mention, as much as she desperately wished for him to regard her as a real person, imperfect and messy and human, this hadn't been the way she'd wanted to convey such sentiments. A skinned knee or a spilled drink bottle would have been acceptable: not something that anyone could do with relative ease. The simplest Christmas cookies, the sorts filled with sugar and covered in icing and sprinkles.

"But how does one acquire tools!?" She cried, her panicked nerves leaving no room for rational thought. "Is there some sort of tools shop? And however would one find a tools shop or know what to request?" It was her way of admitting not only did she spend little time in the kitchens at home, but appliances, ingredients, and food itself all seemed to materialize for Sonia and her family with little concern on their part, beyond selecting appropriate menus with the head chef. Everything was planned, ordered, prepared, served, and cleaned without the royal family needing to decide much else beyond which dishes to serve when. And when that choice wasn't too important, they could defer to the head chef for such decisions.

She sighed, reaching up with flour-covered fingers to wipe some of the tears away that had formed at the corners of her eyes. She didn't dare reach for her own handkerchief: she'd get it messy even before she brought it to her face. At least it would fit right in with the rest of the dormitory kitchen. And Sonia herself, considering she'd just smeared more flour onto her face. She collapsed into one of the tall bar stools set up beside the kitchen counter, ideal for both preparing and serving a casual group meal and for refuge when even the easiest recipes went wrong. Sonia took to them often for the latter, as much as the school would allow anyway: they'd find a way to lock her out of all Hope's Peak kitchens after this, she felt sure of it.

How embarrassing. But it would have nothing on what Kazuichi would do next. Only his decision to reach for one of the charcoal bricks Sonia dared to call cookies and pop it in his mouth took her out of her own melancholy thoughts and back to the disaster at hand. "Soda-san, maybe you should-" Sonia had begun, but it was too late. All she could do was watch him chew and swallow, the contorted look of pain and disgust on his face.

When she'd envisioned Kazuichi Soda ceasing his stalking of her, Sonia Nevermind had imagined it involving her private security detail and, if needed, a restraining order. She hadn't imagined several friendly, if not deep, conversations and the Ultimate Mechanic, without hesitation, trying the charred mess she'd tried to call sweets. Either way, she would be indirectly sending him to the hospital regardless of the scenario if he kept this up.

"Please, please stop!" She cried, jumping to her feet and doing the first thing that came to her mind: placing her hands over Kazuichi's, filled with her poor attempt at cookies, to keep him from bringing them to his mouth. "This is not food. My terrible culinary skills saw to that, it is far more than just a little overcooked. This is my sixth attempt at this in the past few days actually and I think I am out of ingredients and-"

Sonia realized she'd been rambling on, trying to make her mistakes look a little less lethal and failing horribly. But through it all, she'd continued to hold his hands, or at least prevent them from eating more of her failures. She hadn't intended to grab onto him nor hold him for this long, so she quickly let go, a soft blush flooding her cheeks. "I am sorry, I should not have grabbed you like that. But I will still need cookies to bring: at this point, it may be best just..." Another sigh, this one of defeat. "...to purchase them pre-made. But somewhere good, even if it will be clear I did not make them myself."

[ssplague]

Alpha Bakugou & his late blooming Omega girlfriend 🌬🥀

PART TWO

Honorable mentions: @jazzylove @bakugoismisunderstood @koreylive

Okay since so many of you seemed to really enjoy this “Just thinking about”, I’m turning it into a short story. I’m thinking it will have four parts all together (including the original post). So I know I’d said that I’d give you a nice big dose of Scumbag Suki this update, buuuut that was before I knew this was going to take off like it did 🙈 The next one is entirely his POV so you’ll get your fill then!

Part 3

🌌✨🌠

“Suki, did you really have to be that harsh towards Izuku when we left the playground earlier? I know you dislike him now but….”

You trail off as you get settled on the plush, blanket lined floor of the small tent you and Bakugou had set up in your backyard. Supposedly there was going to be “A shit load of shooting stars tonight!” acording to one of your classmates. You were excited and insisted on staying up to watch, and as usual, Katsuki inserts himself into any and everything you do. Therefore; The two of you had rushed home after school, asked both your mothers and pleaded to spend the night together out in the yard. Deciding that you two were still at the age where anything other than star gazing was unlikely to happen, they allowed it.

Battery operated fairy lights were strung along the roof of the tent and a small lantern illuminated the center, giving the inside a pink and orange glow.

“Hah?! No way was I about to let stupid Deku come and ruin OUR sleep over! This is for me and you ________, no one else….just…us” a light breeze blew in through the open tent flap and treated Katsuki to be briefly overcome by your scent.

The two of you had your scent glands come in around the same time and still weren’t entirely used to it just yet. All both of you knew is that you favored each other’s scents over anyone else’s. It was kind of getting embarrassing how much you were beginning to enjoy your temperamental best friend’s spiced caramel aroma. So much so you had to make a conscious effort not to lean into him and sniff at his neck from time to time. He was subtle about it, but certainly didn’t mind bumping into or brushing up against you more often than ever to get a whiff of your intoxicating fragrance. Even getting hit with a face full just now had his brain feeling sluggish as beads of sweat began forming along his hairline.

A voice inside his head started incessantly growling “touch her, touch her TOUCH HER”. Under the guise of getting comfortable he shifted his leg to rest up against yours and his mind quieted instantly.

“I….I know that Kat…I wouldn’t have invited him anyway!” Your face began to redden as you brazenly blurted out; “I like when it’s just you and I, we always have the most fun”.

He instantly perked up at hearing that, but he couldn’t help but ask; “So you like me better than him? You think I’m BETTER than him?”. Leaning into you as he waited for you to answer his question, eyes narrowed.

“You know I do! Besides….” You couldn’t help yourself as you leaned towards him and inhaled deeply “You smell so much better than him too!”.

Oh hell now you’d done it ________, you unknowingly opened the metaphoric Pandora’s box.

He didn’t speak right away, just smirked back at you and enjoyed the devious expression on your face. After another minute spent invading one another’s personal space you were first to snap out of it quickly muttering; “M’sorry Suki I..I dunno what happened I shouldn’t have got in your face like that!”. You sat back up and moved your leg so it was no longer touching his. Unable to comprehend the sudden feeling of sadness at the loss of contact, or attribute it to the fact that you were no longer touching him. Katsuki frowned immediately and scooted back against you, “S’okay princess…s’not like it’s a big deal”. His use of the familiar nickname only succeeding to fluster you further.

The next few moments were spent in silence.

Surprisingly, It was you that eventually broke it asking; “Suki do you know…d’you know what mates are?”. You immediately began to play with the cheap desk telescope you’d brought out to avoid looking at him, your heart was beating a lot faster now. The startled look on his face would have informed you that your question caught him off gaurd; Surely you hadn’t just had the same thought he did?! Well either that or you could read minds….that wasn’t very likely, thank god.

“Ah well my mom told me it’s when two people decide that they want to always be together and get sad if they are ever apart…so they live together….and then other stuff happens that damn brats don’t need to know just yet” he finished lamely, confused as to why he felt so strange reciting his mother’s words exactly as she’d originally said them.

“I get sad when we have to go inside our houses at night and stop playing together” you said, the depressed tone of voice sounded like it was happening right then. “Me too…I wish we lived together cause then you’d always be with me” he confessed shooting you a nervous glance. Your eyes lit up and you beamed at him when the idea suddenly struck; “We have to become mates now Katsuki, we have to!”. You got up on your knees and began frantically shuffling things around the tiny tent. “If we’re mates then our parents can’t tell us we have to stop playing and separate at night! We’ll always be able to stay together!” Your sporadic movement and sudden outburst immediately infected your companion with the same frantic energy, albeit nervous, but excited all the same as he stared at you with wide eyes.

“You’re right _________! That’s a great idea”

“I know!”

“So uh..umm how uh…how do we do that?”

You stop smoothing the blankets out to stare at Katsuki, “You don’t know how?”.

“No” he admits glumly.

You can’t hold back the distressed whimper that escapes you and Katsuki is immediately at your side trying to console you “Hey princess it’s alright-“. “NO!” you exclaim “We need to do this to stay together forever!”.

Then you remembered something; “I see my mom and dad do this every morning”. You roll up the sleeve of your jacket and bring your wrist up, simulating the motion of rubbing it across the scent gland on your neck. Katsuki nods his head in understanding; “Oh yeah, mine do the same thing! Let’s do that!”. He lays back and stretches his neck out, “You do me first and then I’ll do you kay?”.

“Kay”

You nod and smile down at him, shuffling towards his head and bringing your wrist up to his neck. You hold your breath as your skin makes contact with his and start lightly rubbing over his scent gland a few times.

“S-Shit” he says softly, squirming slightly.

“What?! Did I hurt you??!” You ask.

Fear immediately replacing excitement and distracting you from reprimanding him for uttering a curse word as you usually would.

“N-No it didn’t hurt…please d-do it again”

You do, continuing thoughtlessly as you become enthralled by his peaceful expression and relaxed as he starts purring.

“Your turn”

You take his spot laying down on the fluffy blanket strewn floor, shivering with anticipation and the slight chill in the night air. His touch warms you from the inside out and you gasp at the sudden sensation. Relaxing once more, you look up at him through heavily lidded eyes and return the smile he’s giving you.

Neither one of you has any idea that this situation is going to come with serious consequences.

Eventually you remember the whole reason you two had decided to camp out in the first place; “The shooting stars!” You cry sitting up and narrowly avoiding head butting the blonde boy above you. “Hey!” He snarls. You stand and open the window flap in the tents ceiling, just as you do you see the first “star” shoot across the sky. “Woah! Quick make a wish make a wish kat!”.

He won’t admit it…but he does, and so do you.

As more stars shoot across the sky the two of you lay together; Happily curled up in the blankets, snuggling up together. Occasionally one of you brings your wrist up and begins to rub the others neck lazily, while continuing to watch the dazzling light show taking place above you. Both of you end up falling asleep long before it’s over. The sound of Katsuki’s continuous purring, lulling you into the most comfortable sleep possible.

Well that, and how his natural warmth just seemed to consume you….

Warmth…so warm at times it could get uncomfortable.

Like right now…too close…too hot

Your eyes snap open and you take in your surroundings; This is your dorm room, you’re at school right now, safe. Your clothes and sheets are soaked through with sweat. Not just sweat apparently; After waking up more you realize your lower body feels disgustingly sticky. Then a tingling sensation begins at the tip of your toes, rapidly spreading up your legs until it reaches the special place between them. Then it’s like a literal fucking furnace has exploded down there! Not to mention the heavyweight that has now come to rest in your lower stomach as it begins to cramp.

“Ow! ow! Ow!”

You try to feel around the bed for your phone, you could call one of your friends to come help you.Friends….that’s right they all left for the weekend! Wait not all of them left, Katsuki! He’s still here! That’s right, you were supposed to go over to his room, last night? Is it already morning? Fuck who knows.

You start to cry when you can’t feel your phone nearby on the bed, you don’t wanna look for it.

You don’t wanna be alone either though….Your scared. His room is just down the hall it’s not too far away, maybe if you just take it slow you’ll make it. You force yourself to get up, not even caring that all you have on is a tiny pair of sleep shorts and a sports bra.

You bend down to grab your slides out from beneath the bed and slip them on your feet before moving forward.

One foot in front of the other.

Your hunched over, one arm wrapped around your stomach and sweat freely dribbling down your face, coating your chest, sliding down the valley between your breasts.

Jesus, I must look like fucking shit right now.

As you make it into the hallway and start your journey all you can think about is how badly you want to see Katsuki. He always makes everything better somehow; That smile he wears just for you makes your heart sing normally. Right now you just let out a pained keen at the thought. Your inner omega has always been quiet enough to ignore in the past, but now she’s practically screeching like a fucking banshee inside of your head.

Just one word, over & over & over again:

Alpha

Alpha!

ALPHAAA!!!

With each screech your primal urges and instincts had began overwhelming you. Eventually reaching a point where the lines between the two began to blur. Making you feel more like a wounded beast that’s gone absolutely feral, while slowly dragging yourself down the hallway.

Once you get about halfway down you start to smell the familiar scent that you’ve become so fond of. Only it’s so much stronger and….muskier? It’s intoxicating, and so potent, you need more! Somehow your legs are moving quicker thanks to this new desperation manIfesting. Once you finally reach his door you have to stop yourself from breaking it down; Frantically pounding on it instead, and now you’ve started crying, salivating, and you’re just a goddamn walking train wreck… Somehow you don’t care, your appearance doesn’t matter, you just need HIM right now.

When the door opens you stumble inside.

The sound of his voice quieting your shrieking omega as soon as it reaches your ears;

“Finally decided to show up? Was waiting all fuckin’ night for you and…hey what’s wrong? Oh shit…fuck”.

Fuck is very right.

[sly-merlin]

S A C R I F I C E

SACRIFICE - A STORY OF LOVE, BETRAYAL, REVENGE AND BARGAINING

CHARACTERS : prince jaehyun x princess y/n

GENRE : fluff, angst.

WORD COUNT : 7k

TIME PERIOD : OF SHY GLANCES AND BLOOD BATHS. WHERE LOVE IS FORBIDDEN AND HATRED NOT.

WARNINGS : Includes dirt play, revenge. Major character deaths like MAJOR, mentions of blood, murder, killing, assassination and an explicit scene of killing.  Cw : food mentions  SMUT WARNING : kissing! mentions of undressing.

DISCLAIMER : THIS IS A WORK OF FICTION. FICTION. FICTION. NO DESCRIPTION REPRESENTS OR GIVE ANY HINTS TO JAEHYUN'S REAL LIFE CHARACTER. 

a/n : part of heartbreakhotel monthly event by precious network @nct-writers

SUMMARY : heart in one hand, a blade in another. Which one goes down under the weight of other? Who is brave enough to sacrifice the other?

The shimmering, colourful, geometrical patterns of the bronze kaleidoscope motivated your heels to exultant jumps, simply sending tingles to your friend's mind who quietly stood beside you wondering what new pattern had caught your eye this time. She was equally excited yet waited for you to be absolutely gratified. After all, a pattern viewed once could never be seen twice or remembered long enough to be claimed to have hit our eyes.

The light hues of the unreachable sun coloured the small market in its natural glow making terrible winter evening walks a little more bearable .You loved it. You loved the scenery, all the more so because it was deemed to be yours. Every corner of this small kingdom had your father's crown engraved on it yet you weren't permitted to move around in a place you dared to call your own. Hence the poorly patched long cotton skirt and lazily stitched full sleeved shirt covered you like you were a fugitive in disguise or maybe belonged to some impoverished village. Same was the case with your pretty friend who, once averse to your youthful shenanigans, found the silver jewellery most fascinating in the whole market and not to omit the street food that turned the palace food to be flavourless.

 You had never been very keen on lying to your parents, popularly called the rulers of the kingdom and your poor attendants who thought you were busy with your evening naps that you had suddenly taken upon a liking towards since the past month. But it was a necessity for you. Roaming in the same humongous rooms no more satiated your travelling mind. You wanted to be out, to be free, to just breach all the restrictions you were placed under as a princess to satisfy the hollow rules. As much as your morals and conscience despised hiding truth, this little game you played harmed no soul. Your safety was their priority and you were safe and secure as long as you didn’t leave her side. And this excuse inadvertently spiralled you in this endless circle of hide and seek taking control over your better judgement, throwing the need to pause this rendezvous in the background. What once done out of curiosity and to experience the fanatic lives of your subjects, was now a sine qua non. From patiently performing and learning new tasks suiting your position to skillfully diverting your maids, you indeed had all the prerequisites to be the best queen of your future kingdom. Even though the praise of achievement always resided only in your head, you found yourself to be impressively regal.

"Let me have a look too, y/n" zara, your dear friend pleaded not so politely.

Reluctantly removing the device from your eyes, you pushed it onto her hands, backing away slightly, allowing her in the space.

"Why don't you go and look at some silver jewellery instead?" Huffing, you suggested to lure her.

“The new ones arrive next monday!” Not paying heed to your tender, she kept smiling, enthralled by the beauty captured between the pieces of mirrors.

You nudged her playfully, the action meant to drive her to the end of her patience but she dogged your efforts with continuous giggles. Relentless you were too and she was always reminded of that in a hard way. What your elbow failed to do, your fingers completed. As soon as your fingers in her ears, she bitterly pulled herself away to face you.

“This is unfair y/n. This hour of freedom is not for your pleasure only” puckering her lips, she said while her eyes squinted at you. 

Suddenly, her forehead was smeared with thoughtful lines, “y/n! It’s been twenty minutes already. Where is your lover?” surprise rained over her whole face, “Do you think he got caught?”

You were almost ready to refute her former statement that he certainly wasn’t your lover yet but her latter question of suspicion appalled you and there was no need for her to ask you any further as she noticed your face shrinking, distorting your pretty lips into a worrisome pout. She immediately left the metal device, focusing on you.

“hey! I am not serious. I was just trying to distract you” as she cupped your face, a pout of her own greeted you.

Her words were not reassuring at all. There was no unlikelihood of what she said. Jaehyun was, without any doubt, illustrious in the fouled game you both played but neither his family resided here nor was he allowed to enter the premises of your kingdom. The said man was corrupted by his youthful glow that granted him enough courage of frisking around the walls of the forbidden territory.

Inhaling sharply, you uncloaked your worry,

“do you think he real-

“no no absolutely not love. He’s too clever for that and he’s been doing since months, way longer than me and you! Let’s wait for a few more minutes.” Cupping your chin, she jested and cooed, “Also won't he perish without seeing your beautiful face. He would be here any minute!”

 Just when you responded to her with a grim nod, a well acquainted shoulder bumped into you, mitigating your distress with a familiar touch. eyes closed in relief, you looked at zara for approval which was given right away with a playful wink.

Giggling like a little child, you skipped to the back of the market where jaehyun waited for you every evening. Hiding your face in the silk grey scarf, you sneaked away avoiding everyone’s sight and waiting for your arrival, Jaehyun stood there with the lower half of his face concealed with a black cotton headcover. 

As soon as he saw you, the hand glueing the cloth to his face fell down and his face lit up with a smile worthy of putting stars to shame if compared. The wrinkles on his face and the dips in the cheeks had you wanting to hide in those spaces, away from everyone who had heralded this union to be forbidden.

 There you stood, staring into his dark eyes like he wasn't someone you were supposed to keep a good distance from. 

But the light in his eyes diminished on seeing your excited face.

"You did that again! Why don’t you follow anything I say to you? At least, look back and confirm my presence. What if someone had followed me?” deeply whispering, he frowned at you.

And fondly, you smiled at him, something that he never found fascinating but it still left him flustered.

"Don't smile at me like that. I won't melt this ti-

"I apologise?"

You blurted out taking him by surprise. His mouth opened and closed several times, body slightly rocking in confusion. Finally, he spoke, 

"I didn't mean it like that." His voice softened, "i just can't - 

Cleaning his muddy hands on his pajamas, he placed them on your cheeks, engulfing your whole face with his long fingers.

"I just can't see you in danger. If any of my uncle’s spies came wandering and recognised you at this hour, they'd not hesitate to slit your throat y/n" the way his face contorted as he recited the known truth,  it was evident how just the mention of it was painful to him. "Don't follow unless you see my face. I know there's no one harming you in your own country but you never know when odds might defeat you" 

"Do you-

You began but his questioning eyes stopped you. His eyes talked only in worry and love. Both for you. But even if you were content with what he showered you with, greed for little more was something you never deemed unnecessary.

"I what?" 

You wanted to continue but the perpetual worry planted on his face disturbed you as well.

"Jaehyun-'' your fingers brushed away the strand of hair on his face, “I mean don’t you find it tedious? Giving me the same instructions every other day, wasting the ten minutes of the limited time we get.”

He left your face and focused on cleaning the remaining dirt from his hand. To avoid suspicions and blend into the environment, he always covered his hands in mud, giving an impression of a forlorn daily worker. Nobody questioned a person who looked homeless and unhappy, even if he meandered near the barbed wires.

“I got in trouble.”

You hadn’t even sat down on the bench and he was already bombarding you apprehensions.

“how?” inaudibly, you asked.

He broke his eyes away before responding,

“they saw me leaving the palace yesterday. From tomorrow, I shall be accompanying my cousin to verify the supplies in the production department.” his chuckle forced you to let out one as well. his irresponsible behaviour had fables of its own, as jaehyun had told you once. the little penalties he was subjected to weren’t discomforting either but this time it involved you as well.

“for how long?”

 “my family’s care agenda would hopefully end within two weeks and then I shall be free again. but we might need a new place and new time too.”

His words were muffled in the back as your eyes remained transfixed on his hand sheepishly rubbing his neck. Under your inappropriate scrutiny, he found himself tinting and your strong gaze posed more problems for his already thumping heart.

He coughed you out of your daze, eyes wavering everywhere. Picking your lip, you suppressed your giggles.

Finger under your chin, you pretended contemplation. Your comical stance earned a groan from him,

“how about you get serious for once and I’ll buy you steamed food.”

Smiling widely, your greedy stomach took the offer immediately.

“not everyone lacks intelligence, prince jaehyun.”

He huffed and crossed his arms, feigning offence at your statement. “Now what are you implying princess y/n.”

“that I might already have a place decided. So hurry up now and feed me food while telling me about your day.”

“You are impressive, my lady! How am I going to live with your notorious self?”

“you plan on living with this notorious princess?” you clowned even though his question showed you more than just a hope.

“the inquiry hour is closed princess and so would be the shops if you choose to delay more. Soooo, shall we leave?”

Responding to your sharp gaze, he took your hand and pressed his plump lips onto them, disrupting the chain of your rational thoughts.

As the atmosphere tuned cooler and he bid adieu, you went back with a new assurance, ready to put your life on hold for the next few weeks.

lying on your back, you let out muffled giggles to celebrate another successful classified evening. clothes were changed, chess was out. You were prepared for any intrusion.

Zara's laughter soon died down, happy and heavy breaths replacing them. Seated on your bed, she faced you,

"So my courageous y/n, did you confess today?"

Abruptly you raised yourself, looking at her in bewilderment,

“Of course not!”

“What? Why not? What are you waiting for? Time is slipping away love.”

“I know. I just want to be a little more sure before taking this a step further. I do not want to misjudge his momentary affection for a promised future.The detestation our families share for each other has always proven to be deadly. Unless I’m sure that jaehyun’s feelings are indisputable, I shall not be proceeding." Mumbling out the last part, you began playing with the hem of your deep blue skirt to hide the disappointment that settled in within your heart. 

"Okay. I can't force you but do know that saving your heart from misery is better. Oh and does the poor boy have any hint about me." Zara advised lacing her words with a chuckle in the end. 

"Don't worry. You are just a maid friend whom I love and trust the most. He believes each of my pretty lies you know.”

"Oh my love. He truly fancies you. I wish your brother wasn't so incapable of harbouring feelings. How delightful life could have been only if he was like you." She wistfully spoke just like other times. Your heart hurt for her. She never got the love she was capable of giving yet the kindness never withered away. She was just like that. 

Soon your peace was interrupted and you were escorted to the dinner table. 

There sat your parents with their favourite child. You weren't loved any less yet it weakened your heart, watching them walking past your capabilities to applaud his undistinguished skills. His gender screamed for power when his capabilities barely had any knowledge of whispering about them. You abhorred it. Not your brother for he was raised with a rode in his neck but the stars that never aligned in your favour crushing your dream of wearing the crown for your own kingdom, under the grime rules made by those who were dead. Only god and zara knew how much hatred you held for your ruthless ancestors who never favoured women.

Sans any relish, you bit on the food which definitely tasted better for something you were not very fond of. but the almost good meal was ridden of all the salt as you felt conscious of their eyes on your face.

"Is there something you want to say to me?" you asked with a reluctantly polite voice.

That's when you noticed how their attention was divided to both you and zara.  Your brother Donghae’s serious eyes bored into her face as she tried to avoid him while sitting right across him on the dining table.

Finally your mother spoke.

“Donghae was looking for you throughout the whole evening, zara.”

Zara lowered her head, look on her face screaming help which only you understood so you took the charge on her behalf,

“We were in my room.”

“And what is so important in your room that you both chose to ignore constant calls from your maids?”

“After an exhausting and unentertaining day, we both play chess, share all the amusing stories of our respective days, details of which can be given to you if asked with some enthusiasm and then we sleep for an hour, in peace without anyone spitting orders on our faces and since when have my brother changed so much that he actually got some time to look for his wife?”

“May I know from where this disrespectful flow of words is coming through? Is this a way to talk to your elders?”

“I mean no disrespect, mother.”

“This ends today. From tomorrow you shall be spending those two hours with our bakery chef.”

Instead of your mother, you directed your next plead to your father, who was an expert in nodding at household matters

“No! This is the only time I get with zara. within a year or two i’ll be married off to some rude man who won’t even let me put my feet outside the threshold of his palace.” pouting, you said.

Waving his hand, he dismissed the matter that meant whoever got the last sentence was the conqueror of the discussion.

"Why are you here?" Counting and aligning the stars to form another shape, he interestingly asked.

"I wanted to explore this dead garden. What about you? What brings you here in the enemy land?" You jested.

"to meet a very beautiful enemy."

"a woman?"

"Yes yes. She's a woman. A very pretty one I must say but very feisty and dangerous to be around."

"Oh how so?" You asked now genuinely interested in his description of yours.

"I've heard she has a heart of stone."

"Huh? Have you seen her heart to be so sure of your accusation?"

"I've enough instances to prove that."

"Like?"

"She meets a handsome prince, spends an hour staring at his eyes with all but love and still chooses to stay silent. It's a dangerous game she's playing with him. It almost - it hurts him."his fatalistic expression left you stunned. The ancillary confession beleaguered your heart instead of calming the storm.

Nibbling on your bottom lip, you tried your best to focus on the constellations instead. you pulled the poor blade of grass harder in a futile attempt of breaking it apart but it was snatched from you.

“answer me.” He demanded the answer that was resting on the tip of your tongue.

"I love you."

He blurted out and you felt his fingers finding home in yours as he interlocked them. the moisture of the grass swamped your hands and you finally found your warmth within each other.

“the whole palace is under your charm y/n” you stopped the stirring at zara’s words.

“how so?”

“they haven’t seen your wrath in the past few weeks. You didn’t shout at minji for throwing your burnt cake either.”

Swatting her hand away from the pot, you replied, “let them enjoy their peace days.”

“may god bless jaehyun! The whole palace is saved until you are happy.” Bumping her shoulders into yours, she took the charge from you. “what about the haunted garden y/n. aren’t you afraid of going there. it’s been weeks and I haven’t heard you screaming about any ghost.”

You scoffed at her naive self, “the only ghost that haunts the garden is in ME!” dragging the last part, you successfully scared her into dropping the ladle in the hot pot. Resultantly, she chases you off in the whole kitchen until you agree to turn the muddle of vegetables into something edible.

Jaehyun’s presence generated so much happiness within your soul that you were afraid one unfortunate day would snatch him from you yet you never fought against the urge to drown in the love he poured on you. He mirrored the boy you met in your books, just as dreamy, if not more. His princely chiselled face was a sight to die for. He was a typical example of a lotus, a beautiful flower born in mud where it lived and died and you wanted to change that for him.

“What do you fear the most?”

Nestling your face in his neck, you couldn’t help but ask the question. He snuggled you closer to him, the sheet beneath you crumpling making the leaves and the grass it covered rustling under you. He shifted his head only to face your hair. Removing his one hand from your waist, he moved your chin to inspect you. He never understood how you came up with most bizzare and inquiring questions. But he was always more than happy to speak or in this case, express.

“that I will forever remain indebted to you.”

grasping his hand that held your chin, you saw him gulp down the words he hesitated to utter. 

"Love is not a debt jae. Just keep loving me like this, make me hap-

Abruptly your view of him changed as he floated over your figure. Resting your head on the sheet, his fingers traced the path along your face, feeling every inch of the skin he had learned to admire from afar. With adoration filled eyes, he drew nearer.

His lips were delicate against yours. Moving gently, he comforted your vulnerable ones, winning a pleased and dry whine from your throat. Hands dropping to your neck, his lips travelled down to your jaw where he sucked lightly at a candied spot and the little tickle kisses he gave you reaching your collarbones left you squealing in its wake. He hovered over your face again, this time to taste the bliss you felt and courageously, you pulled him closer and like it was designed, Mist of delight clouded your minds as  you forgot your fingers in his nape. If finding stars in his eyes was your expression of love then dancing against your pulsating lips, he perfectly found his interpretation as well. 

He drew back when he was done with bruising your skin. Staring into your eyes, he asked for something. With a blink of the same, you conveyed it. 

Curving your back, you allowed him to unzip the lavender dress you were wearing. As he uncovered your skin, he greeted it with beautiful, praiseworthy kisses, covering you with his undying love.

That night he resuscitated you, sending you into an oblivion. 

The reason being the incantations that he served you with.

I wish to give you a ring!

And the simple words resonated the promise that you could hardly wait for him to fulfill.

Sympathy combining some unknown feeling washed over you as you heard your father talking about the neighbouring kingdoms and the pitiful state they were in. you had always known about the lack of resources those people lived with but that was the end. It was just a topic of discussion and theory to learn about the blunders of their ancestors and the brutal history of their treason to an old ally, your father and grandfather.

With a contempt laced tongue, once again, your father recited the story of betrayal of the lees and the jungs. The story was religiously told to every child once they were old enough to understand the terms like loyalty, allegiance, infidelity and betrayal.

You had vowed to change that. a seed of hatred planted in a younger mind would only yield a crop of vengeance. you aspired to end it. Jaehyun, too, wanted to wash the stains of treachery from his family name.  

 To your dismay, the army was out to roam the small towns and villages, looking for trespasser enemies. 

One day, you were resting in jaehyun's arms and the next day, you were left to sulk as the guards had suddenly decided to reaffirm the reliability of all the hinges. The doors were smacked, locked and unlocked, leaving you with million suspicions and a heavy heart. 

The only assurance you had, was in Jaehyun's capability of fooling the security forces. Proud as you were, the unsettling feeling of a blurred future did not let you sleep. For three nights.

Jaehyun wrapped his arms around your waist, hugging you tightly from behind.

“easy jaehyun! it tickles!” you exclaimed while controlling your giggling.

“i thought you won’t be here tonight but yo-

“but i managed to sneak!” you finished, turning in his arms to see his beautiful face glistening in the moonlight. “and i don’t know for how much longer i can fool my attendants, what if one day they got in trouble for negligence. The security is doubled outside all the chambers. If I pulled anything, father would not hesitate to behead them.” your face dimmed with the mere thought of the fate of your precious maids and if anything happened to them, your soul would be forever encumbered with the guilt. 

your worried eyes didn’t escape jaehyun as he leaned forward to give you a small kiss, soothing your nerves. the small peck left you wanting for more as you bit your lower lip in anticipation of his further actions.

“nothing would happen. it’s been 2 months and nobody in the whole kingdom knows where and with whom their gorgeous princess spends her nights! and besides i’m here to ease the worries of your forever wandering mind. "

"Why do you always have to talk in riddles jae!"

He laughed through your smacks before circling your figure twice, leaving you staggered and dumbfounded.

"What are yo-

"I'm serious. I’m just here to fulfil my promise love.” he caught and pulled you again, keeping just a little distance between you both

“what promise? i don’t remember anything!” you asked genuinely perplexed by his words. as far as your memory too you, the only promise he made was-

your eyes widened at the realisation! jaehyun removed his one hand from your waist, putting it inside the pocket of his pants.

at this point, you could hear your own thumping heart whilst looking at him expectantly.

“let’s relieve you of a huge burden my princess!” he said with a smiling face but as you tried to mirror his expression, a sharp pain coursed through your abdomen.

you wobbled as he left your waist, the pain doubling when he pulled the small knife out of your body, a smirk adorning his features instead.

your body felt hotter than ever as the blood slowly oozed out of your abdomen. no scream left your lips as you pressed the wounded area in a try to lessen the ache.

The solemn tears falling down the cheeks were not for the physical damage but for the broken promise Jaehyun had bestowed upon you with.

“wh-why?” was the only word you could form before your other hand went to grab his arm but was only met with air.

jaehyun loomed closer and his knife met your stomach once again, this time a grievous shriek filled the silent garden. 

Your legs lost life, your body finding it harder to withstand the twist of the knife as you fell on the grass, darkness consuming your soul.

“because i couldn’t be on the throne as long as the heir of this kingdom was alive. but your death won’t be worthless love. I shall wear the crown of your sacrifice and reclaim all the lost honour.”

Instead of a deep breath as you had expected, a choked sob left your lips and the whole body convulsed with the painful effort.

Your eyes remained glued to him as he rubbed his face with this sleeve regarding you with the cruelty you never knew he was capable of.

contempt in his orbs served as his last offering towards you as he exited your sight, calling for someone.

After what felt like years, you heard a human voice again but your body gave up before you could comprehend anything. 

“you did it my boy!”

Jinyoung broke his hateful glare from the throne and patted a demented jaehyun on the back, congratulating his prime pawn for the successful acquisition. The so called disqualified heirs were now the rulers, a dream that was once broken by their backstabbing friend, the now murdered king of this kingdom.

“and you shall be rewarded for you have made your deceased father proud.” Hand caressing Jaehyun's shoulder, he pretended to wipe the few tears that escaped due to the bitter memory. Cleaning his eyes with the sleeve of his dusted robe, he took the gold crown from his younger brother, jinseok and ran his eyes from jaehyun to the majestic chair on the silver podium.

With pride clotted blood, Jaehyun bowed to him before taking his seat.

The crown was set atop his head, fitting him without any doubt.

It weighed more than he thought.

With a sinister smile, his uncle ordered the assassination of all the loyal members of court.

Guards were beheaded and bodies were counted.

The palace was foraged, to find and kill all the runaways.

A manhunt was announced for the one who wasn’t found.

Nobody knew there were more to be found.

The triumphant smile lit Jaehyun's face for he lost nothing.

Three weeks later.  

Donghae’s hands lost all the strength, the plastic bag filled with potatoes now rolling down the uneven and mud washed floor of the hut.

The day he had been anticipating with broken hope and glistening eyes was not a dream anymore.

Your fingers finally trembled against the hard, rugged and rough mattress.

You had decided to open your eyes after three weeks.

Finally he allowed himself to cry.

I'm going under and this time I fear there's no one to save me

Crown hanging between his fingers, his gaze pierced the ground.

You were lying there three weeks ago.

Were you taken away?

Were you no more?

There was no probability of inhaling after how perfectly he had spun his knife.

No man had ever survived his knife, not even his own teacher. There was no way you could have. All the odds were in his favour for all the cards being played with accuracy.

Did he hope for your life?

You were an enemy, just a play. Then why the thought of never beholding you again hurt him so much. 

why the weight of the crown crumbled on him with such intensity.

Why did he choose your chamber to stay in?

Yet Why was he unable to sleep?

He grew up seeking answers and  taking orders and this time there was no one to respond to his cries.

Neither did anyone care enough to ask him the reason for his quotidian visits to the garden.

I let my guard down and then you pulled the rug

It wasn’t home. But the eyes looking back at you undeniably reminded you of it. A day has passed since you saw the light of the world again but all you did was listen to the gut-wrenching fate your family had met with. Half of the family!

Your parents were murdered in the coup premeditated  by none other than the neighbouring jungs. What was equally agonising was the fact that your brother never got to give your parents a respectable farewell. The troops had charged upon their sleepy selves and the mere hanging crown on the naked and bloodied sword of jin young was enough of a proof of the successful attack. Their escape hadn't been easy either but with a little help from the general, they had managed to flee. Zara had led them to you. 

 Unknown fear consumed you as you read your surroundings. But it was time you admitted to your mistakes and faced the consequences. If there were any brutal ones left. There was nothing you would be unable to endure. So you began with the unanswered questions.

“what is this place?” you asked with a sore throat.

“this is jung’s territory. They are too blinded by their victory that this barren land is the last place they would send their troops to.” donghae replied, feeding you spoonfuls of the soup.

“But how did we reach here?"

"Through the underground war doors. They once joined both of our territories before the jungs were disqualified from trading. This end was opened by our general when we lost too much blood. Their bloody nephew is sitting on the throne, uniting this useless kingdome with ours." He seethed. 

You bit your lip to compose yourself. you knew you had to tell them about jaehyun and a broken trust was the last thing you wanted to inject in him but necessity clawed on your heart to reveal everything.

Caressing your face, he acidly began, 

"We'll take back everything. No one shall be spared. We are contacting our alliances. By next month, our kingdom would be in the state of siege. Every drop of blood shall be avenged. Jaehyun would pay for what he did."

At his mention, you withdrew your sight from him. Guilt crept up within you as you tried to affiliate every past event with the current one. It was clear as day you were a mere instrument to find a place for the entry of their troops. You were just a puppet. Unknowingly, you had allowed them to enter your parent's bedroom too. You had blood on your hands. Of countless people.

A single tear slipped and the lack of his expression on your face scared zara. She ran to occupy the other side of the bed and caught your head before you broke down in her arms. Jaehyun's lies and betrayal of your love was left somewhere in an old rusted chest of your mind and the pure anguish shattered you into millions of pieces.

You wailed yourself to sleep. 

Jaehyun visited you that night. In the form of dust. And he continued breaching your peace as if killing you once wasn't enough.

Now the day bleeds, into nightfall and you are not here, to get me through it all.

Jaehyun woke up in cold sweat. When was the last time he slept with an easy mind? 

Maybe the week before he was ordered to finish off what he had started. 

He changed rooms. 

He changed floors.

But his eyes never closed for even the minor chances of meeting you in the dreamland scared him to death. 

With a trembling hand, he picked up the crown and threw it away.

Amusingly, you were still dead.

Were you really that foolish?

Perhaps you resembled every other weak hearted person for whom a pinch of affection was a desperate call to sell their soul and rationality.

You had just wanted to walk down the markets without any constraints pulling you back in. Skipping in the shadows while hiding from the sun was the only desire you had. 

Why had he bumped his shoulder into yours? Why had he repeated it again and again until had grown to recognise his touch even through the thick layers of clothing and masked faces?

It's amusing how we end up finding each other in the same place at same time everyday

He had said with a sugary tone when you had questioned him sternly. 

You had believed him.

I'm prince Jaehyun, from the other side. I just came here to see the beauty that our place doesn't possess. It's all barren and discarded. No healthy vegetables. No dry fruits. I just enjoy myself every evening and buy some good food for some poor kids. You won't mention this to anyone right? I’ll leave right away if you want though!

How righteous had he sounded!

We'll propose unification and then everything will come to life again. No bloodshed. No backstabbing. No spy plays. We’ll never let history blemish our future.

How had he managed to contradict each and every word he had spoken. 

he just changed like the patterns in the kaleidoscope as if you had never reflected in the mirrors of his heart. 

Perhaps you never did.

You despised his way of fulfilling his Imperishable love for you! 

You were relieved Zara had been the one to inform your brother of this leading cause.

How ruthless he could have been!

You wanted to give his whole kingdom a new life and all he could give you in return was a knife. 

I was getting kinda used to being the someone you loved

Jaehyun's fingers turned green for how harshly he picked at the grass. Picking at those innocent blades didn't bring you back. 

His cries thundered in the air. He begged for the time to turn itself. He yearned for the love you had shown him. He missed your warmth. He missed your careless laughs. His heart shrieked for you. The only person he had ever loved. The only being who had ever loved him.

 Why he couldn't have saved himself from being the traitor of the heart he could've ruled!

You stared at the heavy corset that was made to safeguard you.

You were no expert with a blade but still one was handed over to you as precaution. 

The general read you the instructions, mainly focusing on the need to remain hidden underground until the war was over. You and Zara were to be kept away from the weapons. 

That was what the commandments directed you to follow.

Today, the wind blew harsher. Maybe he was the only one to feel the strange stillness in the disorder. Everything had been imprudently loud for him lately. Even the riots that shook the doors of the palace. How long could they have held onto something that never belonged to them! 

As he dismissed the servant who called him to take charge against your brother, his mind pressed upon bolting all the heavy doors to ignore the murderous stream. He had led one army before but now lacked the courage to pick up his knife and sword, the ones he buried right in the garden where you once laid.

You.

The broken look on your face was the image he wanted to delete from the depths of his mind so desperately yet your presence never left him alone. Maybe it was the sanction of the heavens that you were always there with him. In his days and in his dreams. He got all of your portraits removed yet here you were, standing in front of him with a smile on your face. A quiet rare sight. The radiant face, if not impossible to find, was still very infrequent even in his dreams. The air smelled of you. The atmosphere was enticing. Suddenly, he wanted to chase his dream, to go after you. 

So he followed his heart. 

Your illusion stayed still, with curved lips making you look ethereal. Even in the darkness, your face illuminated the way for him.

His hand rose, hoping to touch you even though the rational part of his head screamed that it was a lie created by him to save himself from another night of misery but he failed to listen and caved in. Like each time, he expected his hand to pass through you, breaking the charm of his fabrication of you. 

But here he was. 

Instead of passing through the smoke that you were supposed to be, his hand rested upon the gentle skin that your face had. Retracting his fingers immediately, he fell back in fear, eyes widening and chest heaving. 

You were anything but an illusion. 

His hand grazed against your cheek before he fell down, stumbling upon his own feet. The crown that decorated his head too withdrew its support, lying on the floor like it had recognised its lawful owner.

"My king." Solemnly, you addressed him. "I hope you are enjoying your new home and title."

As you talked, you watched him collecting himself. As he unclogged the blocks of his mind, awe transformed his face momentarily shaping itself into trepidation. To your disbelief, he brightened up once again. Had he not been liable for the ghastly crimes, you’d have sympathised with the deranged state of the always self possessed jaehyun. Alas! You had nothing to offer him.

Shuffling on his knees, with his head bowed lowly, he spoke with dead voice,

"Forgive me, please." He cried into his joined hands.

"Get up jaehyun. A mighty and worthy king like you doesn't look very honourable bowing to a mere woman like me." Your dangerously honeyed voice resembled the ominous dark clouds brooding atop his head. 

But you admired his valor for he kept apologising, burning himself with the false hope of undoing the indelible smudge he had left on you.

"I thought i never loved you y/n but i was utterly wron-

"You are a deceiver King jaehyun. Do not expect me to believe you." 

"Don't call me that please!" 

"Get up jaehyun." you barked. 

"I hate myself for doing that to you y/n." Getting up slowly, he repeated twice. You were yet to see his face and when he rose to his full height, you were met with his bloodshot eyes that could've ached you if your heart hadn't been damaged to the core.

"Don't hate yourself please. You made your family proud. That is what we kids should be aiming for right. I truly admire you for that King jaehyun." The emotionless stress on the end made him close his eyes in pain as he choked out another heart wrenching sob. 

"I'm truly sorry y/n, please. I can't take your hatred. I don't want this crown nor do i want to live here anymore."

Your stomach churned at his cries. You had truly underestimated his capability to surprise you but it only made you grip harder on the knife that was tucked in your waistband.

“How naive of you to think that I'll fall for your lies again, jaehyun.”

Rubbing his face with his palms, he looked heavenward,

"No no. I love you. I really really love you.I never realised this until now. I just can’t live without you” and continued as his glistened eyes met yours, “Why are you not listening to me?"

"Don't you think you are a bit late for a true confession."

"Yours was true right. Your love was conditionless. I swear on your love! Forgive me once please. Love is the strongest, you told me this right. I just need you y/n. not this crown. Not anyone else. Just you, Please." 

A mean scoff left your lips, "Yes, i was the one who told you about love being the most powerful but that was until you taught me the strength of hatred, jaehyun. You knifed me out of the fairytales i dreamt with you and i don't think i can ever thank you enough for that. The love you are so profoundly swearing to is lying under the debris of the hollow pride and the abhorrence you sheltered for my family. You never once heard my pleas of affection and now you expect me to listen to yours?how can you stoop so low?"

You watched him screaming into the air and crumbling down. You saw him going through the pain you would never recover from yourself and you wanted to end it. For him. It was rather painful to watch him so you mumbled his name. 

With newfound belief, he loomed closer with open arms, anticipating a change of heart from you. Maybe you weren't really as unconcerned to him as he had been with you. 

but the long blade mutilated his lungs and silent gasps of pain escaped his throat. His miserable eyes ruined the shield you wore and you screamed at him while repeating the thrusts of the sharp blade. Droplets of vengeance imbued the chilled air, drizzling down your neck in the form of sweat.

Somehow the hall was lit and you were forced to see what you had done to him. His grip on the ground faltered and the blade slipped through your fingers, the clink dangerously reverberating in the hall. 

Before your hand could reach for him, something pointed grazed your shoulder. You wanted to turn around but more and more spikes pierced through you; the heaviness and the pain that seeped through your back launched you forward and you fell down on another body that had been hosted by the marble a few moments ago. The ache of the arrows left you breathless. Once again, you struggled with your eyelids. within a few seconds, relief padded your back and you discontinued your wrestling. 

and perhaps your dead heart was finally at peace.

[ragingbookdragon]

A Lifetime In The Dreams Between

Hal Jordan x Reader One-Shot

Word Count: 3.1K Warnings: Explicit Lanuage, Angst!

Author's Note: I have completed an idea! Enjoy! -Thorne

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He didn’t know what happened. One second he was throwing up a shield to protect himself from the blast and the next his eyes were widening as the black magic passed through the construct and hit him straight in the chest. Shouts echoed all around him, but all Hal understood was that the world was swirling black and blue around him, figures blurring faster and faster, and he finally understood what it was like to see the world when Barry would run. And all he remembered was feeling the blood drain from his face as he dropped to his knees, and pitched forward, falling into darkness.

***

He could hear voices above him, stressed and frantic.

“He’s going into cardiac arrest!” Barry.

“Shit! Flash shock him!” (Y/N)?

“He won’t survive that much generated electricity!”

“Hal won’t survive if you don’t! Damn it, Barry! Shock him!”

Hands pressed to his chest and a shock jumped Hal’s chest, and he descended back into darkness.

***

His eyes snapped open, and he winced, raising a hand to his head, but someone grabbed his arm. “Don’t try to move, Hal.”

He lolled his head, eyes rolling as the metal ceiling flowed above; he felt so far away and so weak, brain fuzzing, and Barry appeared in his sight, searing his gaze.

“He’s having a seizure. His brain can’t handle the stress.” He looked at the woman across from him. “We have to get him to the med bay.”

She nodded, folding Hal’s hand back to his chest as she worried, “Hang on, Hal. You’re going to be okay.”

(Y/N)’s voice was so comforting, so warm, so trusting, and all Hal could do was shut his eyes, his brain imploding on itself.

***

He rolled over onto his side, burrowing his face in the soft pillow, exhaling deeply. Sleep welcomed him again and he was about to fall off the deep end when someone’s hand caressed his hip, lips pressing against the space between his shoulder blades.

“Good morning,” they murmured, trailing kisses up his back to his neck and to his ear. “Sleep well?”

He moaned lowly in his throat and turned his head, blinking blearily as their face came into clearing—actually her face, and suddenly his eyes went wide as he flailed, pulling away from her. “(Y/N)!”

She cocked a brow as he fell over the side of the bed, immediately shooting up, eyes shocked and very confused. “That’s my name, Hal.” Propping herself on her elbow, she asked, “Everything alright?”

Hal’s mouth opened and closed, and he looked down, his eyes widening all over again as he realized he was nude; he jerked the sheet to cover himself, an action not really in his repertoire. His coffee eyes went to her body, and she was there too, bare as the morning day.

“You’re naked. We’re naked,” he blurted out and she huffed a laugh.

“Yeah? Traditionally, married people typically get naked every other night when they make love.”

“Married?” Hal’s eyes shot to his left hand, and he almost collapsed on the floor again; sure enough a gold band was around his ring finger. “Holy shit,” he breathed, and he wasn’t sure what he was supposed to be more shocked about, the fact that they were married or that he didn’t remember it.

“Hal?” (Y/N) was crawling over the bed, her hand coming to cup his cheek. “Is everything alright?”

He gazed into her eyes, so stunned that this woman that hated his guts was so concerned for him. “I…I don’t know.”

Her brows furrowed and she shuffled, sitting on the edge of the bed, and maneuvered Hal’s head until it was resting in her lap, his back against the side of the frame. She carded her fingers through his hair and bent down, gently pressing kisses where she could reach, to his forehead, his nose, his cheeks, his lips, everywhere; then she smiled against his lips. “Something tells me you and Barry got so drunk last night you forgot you married me.”

“What?”

(Y/N) snorted, pulling away and with her free hand, she caressed his cheek. “You and Barry went to Aviators last night and came back at like three AM hammered out of your minds.” Her smile was ridiculously bright, and it made Hal’s heartbeat flutter against his rib cage. “You,” she started, but broke into a giggle. “You looked at me and said, ‘Hey pretty mama, wanna fly with me?’.”

Laughing again, she continued, “And when I said that I was your wife, you went, ‘Holy shit, I scored.’.” (Y/N) sighed wistfully and kissed his forehead. “Barry collapsed onto the couch, and you left a trail of clothes from the living room before collapsing in the bed.”

Tugging a strand of his brown hair, she said, “I had to maneuver the covers underneath your body in order to get into bed last night.” She pressed one more kiss to his forehead. “You’re still hungover though, so get back in bed and sleep a little while longer while I go make sure Barry’s up and awake, okay?”

Hal could only nod and when he tipped his head up to let her stand, he stopped her and pulled her down, pressing his lips to hers. (Y/N) responded eagerly, already forgoing checking on the Speedster as she lowered herself into his lap, and Hal immediately wrapped one arm around her waist, the other planting itself on the bed as he shifted his legs, giving himself some leverage to pick the two of them off the ground and shuffle back onto the bed.

And the second Hal’s thighs connected with the mattress he found himself being shoved down onto it, (Y/N)’s hands smoothing down his chest and abs, a flirtatious look on her face.

He couldn’t help but feel cocky. “See something you like?”

She grinned, splaying her fingers on his abdomen. “Actually, I feel something I like.” (Y/N) ground down on his hips and Hal inhaled sharply, causing her grin to turn into a downright evil smirk as she quipped, “And it seems like you feel it too.”

His hands came up to grasp her hips when someone stumbled through the bedroom door. “Hey, do you guys have any toothpa—oh dear God, you guys are fonduing!” They both jumped and looked at Barry who was busy shoving a hand to cover his eyes, the other fumbling for the door frame. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry. I swear I didn’t see anything, (Y/N).”

Hal snorted. “How come you’re not swearing you didn’t see any of me?”

“Because I’ve seen all of you before, Hal. Multiple times in fact.” Barry retorted, speeding out of the bedroom.

(Y/N) chuckled and pressed a kiss to Hal’s collarbone, starting to shimmy out of his lap, only stopping when he started whining at her. “What?”

“Why are you leaving?” he questioned, and she flicked his shoulder.

“Because you need to get up and cook some breakfast before all of us have to get back out and go to work.”

Hal blanched. “Work?”

(Y/N) tossed him a look as she pulled on some pajama bottoms and one of his t-shirts. “Yes, Hal Jordan, you have to go into space and be a space ranger.”

“Oh, Green Lantern, right.” He sighed in relief. “I thought you meant the airfield.”

She snorted. “Oh, that too. Carol called and asked if you’d come down and fly one of the new F-18’s they got recently.”

Hal perked up. “How fast?”

“Fast, fly-boy. Now get up and go cook while I shower.” And she was off into their bathroom, shutting the door behind her.

***

Hal wandered into the kitchen, watching as Barry lifted his head from the refrigerator. “Morning.”

“Mornin’,” he replied, flicking on the coffee maker. “So…can I ask you a question?”

“I’m not checking your dick again to see if it’s above average, Hal,” Barry deadpanned and Hal about fell to his feet in laughter.

“What! No!” he chuckled and wiped his eyes, pouring water into the top of the coffee maker. “About last night…what…exactly happened?”

Barry looked at him, pulling out the pack of roast beef. “You don’t remember?”

“Well, from what (Y/N) said, I’m surprised either of us remembered how to get back here.” He met Barry’s eyes. “Everything’s a little fuzzy. I was just wondering if you could fill me in.”

The Speedster nodded, shoving a piece of meat in his mouth. “Well, I got off patrol and came over here, and then you said we should go out. But (Y/N) had some things to take care of, so she told us to go have fun. And then we went to that military bar you like, and we got dared to drink some marines under the table, and you can’t say no to a dare from ‘warthogs’, so you just had to drink more pitchers than they did.”

He snorted. “I barely had enough functioning brain cells to remember how to get back, but we just crammed into a cab and drove back here.” He wiped his eyes. “You kept telling the cabbie to play Danger Zone the entire time.”

Hal wasn’t somebody who was embarrassed easily, and as much as he loved Top Gun, he felt flustered that he was drunkenly belting out the main song the night before.

“And when we got here, I fell asleep on the couch, but (Y/N) was already chasing you down the hall because you were stripping left and right.”

Barry had all but fallen into hysterics as Hal merely set the coffee pot under the drip. “Yeah…about that too.” He felt confused. “You didn’t happen to like…change the timeline again, did you?”

The Speedster stopped laughing at that, blue eyes wide and concerned. “What? No. Why do you ask?”

Hal shook his head, twirling the gold band on his finger. “Because I don’t really remember marrying (Y/N)? But I do remember how much she hates my guts.”

“Well, yeah, but that death scare you gave her a few years ago really made her realize that as much as she hated you, she loved you just as much.” Barry rested a hand on his shoulder. “Now that I think about it, you did take a bad blow a couple days ago. Maybe you’re still reeling.”

The pilot nodded, listening to the coffee pour. “Yeah…maybe.”

Footsteps sounded from the living room and (Y/N) appeared in the entryway, a towel wrapped around her head, a bathrobe around her body; she scowled. “Hal, you were supposed to start breakfast.”

He blinked. “I haven’t even had coffee yet.”

“Lazy,” she griped, yanking the roast beef out of Barry’s hands. “That’s for sandwiches, not to eat out of the package, you bottomless pit.” Shoving the meat back in the refrigerator, she said, “There’s eggs…ham…I could omelets?”

“Omelets sound good,” Barry replied, taking the coffee mug out of Hal’s hands who in turn glared at the Speedster. “Do you have onions and peppers to add?”

“Mmm…I dunno…Hal used the last of the onions and peppers the other night to make steak with.” (Y/N) looked back at him, lips parting to speak when a beeping came from the living room.

Barry darted out and back in with a blinking device in his hands. “It’s the League Communicator.”

Immediately, she and Barry suited up and her eyes found Hal’s behind her blue mask. “Highball, get your head in the game. We’ve got a mission.”

He shook himself out of his stupor and the green suit formed to his body, though he muttered, “I still haven’t had my coffee yet…”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes. “Race you guys to the Watchtower.”

“You’re on.” Barry chirped, the two of them disappearing in flashes of yellow and blue.

***

It seemed like much more routine patrol than it was a mission, but still, when Hal and (Y/N) finally made it back to Coast City, they all but collapsed onto the couch. Her suit faded from her body, and she rolled onto her back, laying her head on his thigh.

“I’m so tired,” she groaned, shutting her eyes.

Hal stared down at her, the green suit receding. “You look tired,” he murmured, resting his arm comfortably on her chest, his fingers rubbing soothing circles in her collarbone. “I still can’t believe you socked that bank robber in the face like Guy.”

(Y/N) giggled. “Hey, that man can teach anyone to throw a good punch.” Her eyes opened, and she reached up, tracing the dark circles under his eyes. “You look more tired than I am, husband of mine.”

Hal smiled, turning his face to press a sweet kiss to her wrist. “I’m just glad we’re home for the evening.” He expected her face to rest in relief, but it only clouded, and he murmured, “(Y/N)? What’s wrong?”

“Do you remember what we talked about a couple week ago?”

No, he did not.“You know I have a terrible memory, babe.”

(Y/N) rolled her eyes, a knowing sigh passing her lips. “Your memory is almost as bad as Barry’s ability to be on time.” Blinking at the ceiling, she said, “You know, what we talked about…having a family? How you said you wanted to try?”

Hal’s heart dropped into his stomach. “Yeah? What about it?”

She looked up at him. “I’m pregnant.”

“What?” His eyes immediately darted to her stomach, and he reached down, pressing his hand to her abdomen. “Are you really?”

(Y/N) nodded. “Yeah. Took a test last night.” Snorting, she added, “I was going to tell you, but you went out and got drunk, so I figured I should wait.”

Hal simply stared at her stomach. “Holy shit. You’re pregnant?”

“Yes, Hal. I’m pregnant.”

“I did that?”

“No, Bruce did.”

He scowled at her. “That’s not funny.”

(Y/N) winked. “No, it’s not. It’s hilarious.” She rose from the sofa, stretching her arms above her head. “I say it’s probably time for bed.”

Hal watched her. “You go on ahead. I’ll be there soon.”

“Yeah?” he nodded, and she bent down, pecking his lips. “I love you, Hal.”

“I love you too, (Y/N),” he replied, watching as she walked down the hallway, disappearing into their bedroom.

It was so weird. To be married to her. He knew this had to be some giant hallucination from his subconscious desires of wanting her, but still, even this “dream” seemed so real. Usually, she and Hal were at each other’s throats; they’d fight at the drop of a hat just because the other looked at them funny, and yet, other than him and Barry, (Y/N) was the only person that could keep up with Hal. To keep him on his toes. The only person smart enough to keep in his six. The only person he trusted to be his wingman. And he realized through all their fights that he cared for her.

Hal looked down at the band on his finger, and something warm spread through his chest when he thought about a little kid running around the apartment dressed in a baby flight suit, squealing “daddy!” at the top of their lungs. He wanted that. As much as being a father scared him, he wanted that. And he wanted it with (Y/N).

He smiled widely and got to his feet, but the second he did, the world shifted, and his vision darkened, body becoming weightless as he dropped to the floor.

***

Something was stroking his hair, gently smoothing it across his forehead, and a voice whispered, “Wake up, Hal. C’mon.”

He tried to open his eyes, but they were so heavy.

“If you wake up, I’ll watch Top Gun with you until you’re thoroughly convinced I could fly a jet.”

That made him want to smile and the hand shifted, cupping his cheek.

“Just open your eyes for me, Hal. Please. I…I need you.”

“You do?” he murmured, managing to crack one eye open, taking in the sight of (Y/N) sitting there beside his med bay bed, tears in her eyes.

She gave him a watery laugh and leaned forward, pressing her lips to his cheek. “Yes, you stupid ass.” (Y/N) pulled away, running her hand over his cheek. “You’ve been out almost an entire day.”

Hal inhaled deeply as she helped him sit up. “What happened?”

“You took a blow of dark magic to the heart and almost died on us. Twice.” She took his temperature and heart rate. “You went into cardiac arrest on the field and then had a seizure when we got you here in the Watchtower.” Meeting his eyes, she said, “You owe Barry a thanks for shocking your heart and J’onn for getting your mind to calm during your seizure.”

He blinked, completely dumbfounded. “Wow…that’s…I took a lot of damage, huh?”

(Y/N)’s eyes flashed with anger, and she socked his shoulder. “You’re damn straight you did. What the fuck were you thinking? Using constructs against a black magician?”

“Well, what’d you want me to do? Stand there like a jackass?” Hal retorted with a glare.

“Maybe you could’ve moved?” she met his glare head on. “You almost got yourself killed.”

“People die every day, (Y/N). I’m going to die one day.”

“And who would you leave behind if you did, huh? You’d leave behind your family and friends. You’d leave behind Guy and Kyle and John. You’d leave behind Barry. You’d leave me behind.” (Y/N) searched his eyes. “Don’t you know how heartbroken we’d be if you died, Hal? How devastated I’d be?”

Hal’s jaw went slack, and she shook her head. “This is just like you. Always flying headfirst into danger without a single regard for anyone else. You are so foolish and stupid and—”

He grabbed her chin and pulled her to him in a searing kiss. It was over as fast as it happened and when he pulled away, he smirked at the stunned expression on her face. “Oh? So that’s what it takes for you to quit yelling at me? Man, I should’ve done that a long time ago.”

(Y/N) blinked in shock, one hand coming to press against her lips. “What…what was that?”

“That was a kiss, (Y/N). You see when two people care about each other very much they—”

The meeting of a palm and a cheek echoed through the med bay, and he grabbed his face, gaping at her as she scrambled up.

“You don’t just kiss people, you ass!” (Y/N) shouted, though she looked more flustered than angry. “That’s—It’s not right!”

She spun and ran for the med bay doors, and he called out, “Wait! You didn’t tell me if you loved me!”

“Go to hell, Hal Jordan!” she shouted in return and Hal grinned wide and smug as he reclined on the pillows, eyes directing to the glass window, giving him the view of space.

That dream didn’t seem too far out of reach now.

[hanazou]

Hi, could I request headcanons for chuuya with a s/o who loves giving genuine compliments whenever they see him, they just can't keep it inside for example whenever they see chuuya they go like"you are so beautiful" and some cheesy shit like that😩✋🏻

𝘾𝙝𝙪𝙪𝙮𝙖 𝙒𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝘼 𝙑𝙚𝙧𝙗𝙖𝙡𝙡𝙮 𝘼𝙛𝙛𝙚𝙘𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣𝙖𝙩𝙚 𝙇𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧

Word Count : 1.4K

Shelf : Hardback

Genre : Fluff, romance

Note : of course u can darling. smooches xx 💗 he needs it to help with his abandonment issues anyways <3 i hope u enjoy this one ! I still need to practice for Chuuya, I'm not fluent with him as I am with Dazai and Fyodor

There are three approaches to observe how Chuuya reacts and behaves around you; his initial feelings, his first physical reflex, and how he adapts with your behaviour.

Chuuya doesn’t fare well with verbal affection before you start doing this with him. Your frequent compliments will soon stretch his heart’s capacity to be more flexible in both accepting and giving heartfelt compliments, but of course, it has to start slowly.

At first, Chuuya is definitely perplexed and transparently flustered.

If your affections with him start with something subtle, like “I like today’s cologne” or “That was manly of you” Chuuya is still able to afford to mutter a tangled “Huh, thank you” albeit not looking at you in the eyes.

But when it gets more intimate like “Your presence is always so comforting” or “I can always trust you to have my back” and cheesy things like that…

The first thing Chuuya thinks of is why the hell you’re so intent on killing him with embarrassment.

“Why did you say that out of the blue?!”

But should there be a reason? Can’t you just be affectionate with your own boyfriend?

When you say that to him, he stops working.

If your compliments are really, super, cheesy, the type that sends shivers down the bone, Chuuya’s face is a mix of confusion, bewilderment, embarrassment, and slight repulse.

Don’t be offended though, he’s simply not good at taking compliments.

Chuuya wraps his upper arms as if he’s chilly while he stares at you, shocked and dumbfounded, with a face that’s the physical manifestation of “what the f*ck?”.

“What the hell is wrong with you?”

If it keeps going on and on for days, he just hisses and clicks his tongue while hiding his red face

There's going to be a stage when he doesn't know what he's supposed to feel, so he’ll resort to convincing himself that he's angry.

It’s ineffective and he becomes more turbulent than ever

All it does is make his temperament easier to poke at, and that doesn’t help with his embarrassment every time you compliment him.

Chuuya raises his voice more often, especially at you, but it doesn't last for long because of how wrong it feels whenever he tells you to shut up.

And on the contrary, the more he thinks about it, your compliments actually make him feel… good?

Yeah, good

His physical reflex is pretty transparent and hysterical. It’s really easy to see right through him and it’s not like he tries to deceive you by faking his reactions either.

After flaring his nostrils and widening his eyes, Chuuya backs off to gather himself together and to get some space--are his ears tricking him or did you actually say his shouts sound nice? Who even thinks of things like that?

He shouts things like “Stop joking around!”

But despite sounding frustrated, the way his eyes crease with embarrassment betrays his ‘anger’.

The way he bites his lips, his blue eyes bulging out, while laboriously breathing loudly, makes you want to tease him more to get more dramatic reactions.

There’s that tiny look in his eyes that pierces into you as if he’s asking you to say more.

When he's at his Angry Stage, his voice is louder than usual and sounds just as fierce and he can never strike a casual conversation, let alone look at you in the eyes.

Best he can do is stare at the top of your head.

While blurting shorter sentences “angrily”

That's the sure sign that he's just embarrassed, in case you're afraid you offend him.

When Chuuya loosens up, which happens by itself without your intervention, you can tease him more and he hides his face under his hat. He growls away from you after snarling at you to stop.

No more pretending to be angry since all it does is confuse himself more.

What if you still shout “You look cute when you’re grumpy!” when he walks away?

He literally walks up a random building to get to the roof to escape.

This is a perfect game of hide and seek.

Nothing childish or straightforward like chasing each other, but Chuuya actively avoids you whenever he can.

He finds refuge in his personal office but alas, you have a spare key.

So he goes to Mori’s office without any prior summoning and tries to strike a conversation with him there, a not-so-smooth one, but discussing future deals with importers does keep Mori’s interest.

Since Mori doesn't like being interrupted, whenever Chuuya migrates to Mori, you're barricaded from seeing him. Not for long though. Just an hour at the most.

When he sees Kouyou, he pretends as if nothing is wrong although there’s no way she fails to notice his embarrassment.

Each time you find him and give more (cheesy) compliments, Chuuyal runs away, and you’ll find him again to tease him. A full circle

If you drive Chuuya to his absolute limit, he pins you against the wall, his gloved hand shutting your mouth. Nothing suggestive, just pure embarrassment and stress boiling out of his ears.

“Will you ever stop!? What do you want?!”

Being partnered with Dazai for several years makes him think that you’re being tricky with him even after you told him you mean nothing bad

When you confess that you really are being genuine, his mouth gapes and he backs off with an obviously embarrassed “Are you kidding me?!”

Eventually, little by little, he gets used to it.

His eyes won’t widen as dramatically anymore and he doesn’t jump away in embarrassment. The grumpiness is still there but it’s cuter than it is hostile.

He responds to your “Good morning, handsome!” by muttering “Yeah, yeah, whatever,”

Chuuya actually likes the attention but he realizes this only after he’s exposed to enough of your affections to get used to them a little, letting the overwhelming embarrassment recede slowly to leave enough space in his head (It happens after he covered your mouth).

He’s not the person to be most familiar with spoken affection after living a life full of uncertainties.

Exposure therapy vibes.

It actually feels nice to have you transparently tell him that you love him. Not that he’ll admit it straightforwardly though.

He gets used to your lovey-dovey treatment for him little by little. His reaction will be the same except it’s much more controlled and less out of reflex.

He previously 'ran' away, but this time, he simply puts a small distance between you both and covers his mouth, looking away.

He previously protested loudly, now he just softly snarls, embarrassment straining his voice.

“Geez, don’t you ever run out of those cheesy words? Where did you learn all that crap?”

When his skin has grown thicker, Chuuya sees each of your compliments as an invitation to a competition on who can make each other more flustered.

He keeps your compliments and affection, recycles them, and throws them back at you.

For example, if you say that he looks dashing under the sunlight today, he’ll double the intensity of the sweetness back at you.

(That is, after thinking carefully about what to say. He's not the best natural flirt)

“Because you’re the sun shining on me, babe. I won’t shine without you glamouring first.”

If you gape with your eyes bulging out and face reddened, Chuuya smirks in triumph.

“Huh, you’re not that bulletproof yourself, babe, think about that before shooting at me,”

If you have a high tolerance for verbal sweetness like this, even for super cheesy lines, he’s determined to kick it up a notch to earn a reaction out of you.

He’s going to be a sweet talker in training.

He does all of those out of the petty reason to get back at you, but sometimes he doesn’t realize what he says until it’s too late in which he flusters himself.

If even that doesn’t work, Chuuya gets physical.

He pulls your cheeks, pinches your nose, squeezes your face, flicks your forehead (and is serious about it), or pokes on your ticklish sides.

If he finds your weak spot, there’s no mercy.

You can laugh until you’re about to faint and he won’t stop messing with you

"How does it feel to be on the receiving end, huh?" He asks so casually cocky while tackling you down.

You don’t realize it, but even though Chuuya’s self esteem isn’t the lowest, it’s not the highest either. He’s just avoiding that topic. So your compliments, no matter how silly or random, makes him feel slightly better under his own skin.

One day, Chuuya will ask how you come up with those praises so easily

If he understands how you do it, maybe he can do the same for you in the future.

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𝑴𝒂𝒇𝒊𝒂! 𝑨𝒕𝒆𝒆𝒛: 𝑺/𝑶 𝑾𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒔 𝑻𝒐 𝑮𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒎 𝑯𝒆𝒂𝒅 𝑹𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅

Disclaimer: In no way am I condoning, justifying, supporting, encouraging nor promoting mafia behavior or lifestyle. This is all a work of fiction and not meant to represent real life scenarios.

Warnings: Mentions of NSFW content.

៚𝐾𝑖𝑚 𝐻𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑗𝑜𝑜𝑛𝑔

"Baby....what are you doing?"

Hongjoong scooted even further in his chair when you kneeled in front of him and began fumbling with his belt.

Looking up at him with the most innocent eyes you could muster, you smiled at him.

"You're stressed out. So I want to help you."

Making a quick work of his zipper, you began to pull his pants and briefs down enough to let his cock spring free. Hongjoong lifted his hips up to make it easier for you.

"Baby, you know you don't have to do this." He reminded you, but deep down he just wanted you to suck the life out of him and was impatient to feel your mouth around his aching length.

"I know..... I want to."

Without another word, you leaned down and licked a long stripe up his length. Hongjoong's hands gripped the arm rests as he watched you take more and more of him in your mouth until he hit the back of your throat.

"Fuck! Oh my God!" Hongjoong panted as he came inside your mouth.

Winking at you, he made you stand and sit on his desk.

"Ok, let me return the favor."

៚𝑃𝑎𝑟𝑘 𝑆𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑔ℎ𝑤𝑎

"Come on you little cock slut. I know you can do better than that."

Seonghwa's tongue swiped across his bottom lip before a sinister smirk was plastered on his handsome features. His hand that was on the back of your head pushed you further, causing you to gag around his thick length.

"Is that all you got baby? I thought you desperately wanted to suck on my cock."

His teasing only made you more determined to wipe the smirk off his face. Without warning, you took all of him in your mouth, giving him an extra long suck that had him throwing his head back against the wall.

"Holy s-shit!"

Seonghwa let out a series of groans and heavy pants as you continued to suck him ravenously, getting closer and closer to the edge. Feeling his cock twitch, you pulled him out of your mouth and started jerking him off to help him cum faster. You opened your mouth and stuck out your tongue which was the image that made him tip over the edge.

"Fuck fuck fuck!" Seonghwa cried out as he spurted out his hot cum all over your tongue and nose. He was left breathless and without words for a good moment

You swallowed his cum and couldn't hide the proud smirk on your face knowing you shut Park Seonghwa up.

៚𝐽𝑒𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑌𝑢𝑛ℎ𝑜

You stopped Yunho's hands that were currently traveling down your body.

"Baby? Are you ok? Did I do something wrong? Do you want me to stop?"

It made your heart melt how much Yunho took care of you, always asking if you were ok and always putting your needs above his. Precisely the reason why you wanted to change it up this time and instead take care of him like he deserved to be.

"No. Just...... lay back and relax."

You made Yunho turn onto his back. He blushed intensely as he watched you start kissing down his chest and abs, trying not to get so turned on but ultimately failing. Pulling his sweatpants and boxers down, you groaned at the sight of his huge cock hitting his stomach. God how you wanted it in your mouth.

"B-baby I'm ok...really-"

You hushed him by placing a kiss to his tip, making him inhale sharply.

"You're always taking care to me Yuyu.....let me take care of you for a change." You winked at him before starting to take as much of him as you could in your mouth.

All throughout it, Yunho was blushing and giggling like crazy by the end of it, he couldn't believe that you would actually do this.

As if he wasn't already wrapped around your finger.

៚𝐾𝑎𝑛𝑔 𝑌𝑒𝑜𝑠𝑎𝑛𝑔

Yeosang heard the front door slam. He knew you were probably tired and exhausted from work, since it was almost 10 pm and your shift was supposed to end 3 hours ago. He had told you time and time again he'd take care of you, but stubborn you refused to quit your job.

You stormed in the room and marched over to him.

"Tough day?-"

He couldn't finish his sentence since you immediately straddled him on the bed and began kissing him harshly. Slamming him down on the bed, you began pulling his pajama pants down.

"Y/N! What has gotten into you?!" He exclaimed, shocked by your actions.

You gave no answer but simply gave his cock a hard squeeze before putting it in your mouth, immediately bobbing your head up and down while sucking on it. Yeosang threw his head back, unable to form any coherent words, nearly choking on his own breath. He was usually very quiet when you two had sex, but now he was blurting out curse words, moans and whimpers as you gave him the most exhilarating blowjob he'd ever had.

He was a sweaty and panting mess by the time he came, eyes staring wide at the ceiling trying to process what happened. He looked up and saw you ridding yourself of your dress pants and underwear, staring at him with lust and frustration.

"I'm not done yet Yeosangie. I'm going to fuck myself on your cock as many times as I want and you're going to take it."

Yeosang gulped, half afraid and half turned on by you taking charge.

៚𝐶ℎ𝑜𝑖 𝑆𝑎𝑛

San's hands guided your movements, making you take even more of him in your mouth.

"That's a good little slut. Looking so fucking pretty with my cock inside that mouth of yours."

San's phone began ringing. You began to pull away but his hand kept you from moving. He silently commanded you to keep going with your task. Putting on the speaker, he answered:

"Yes?"

"I got the papers you asked for." You recognized Yunho's voice.

"Ok. Bring them in. Door's unlocked."

San chuckled when you looked up at him with wide eyes.

"What? You said you wanted to suck my cock darling and I was happy to oblige. Don't think I'm going to let you stop just because my friend is here."

Petting your hair he whispered:

"Be a good girl/ boy and put on a little show for him, won't you?"

You moaned around his length, getting more aroused at the thought of one of San's friends watching you in such a sinful act.

"Ok I got the-"

Yunho dropped the papers in his hand as he took in the scene in front of him. San smirked when he saw his friend swallow harshly.

"Aren't they such a good little whore? They wanted to suck me off so badly. Maybe after they're done......

They'll be willing to do the same to you?"

៚𝑆𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑀𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑖

Mingi sighed softly, his hands gently caressing your hair as he stared down at you.

"That's it baby...you're doing so good. God! You feel amazing."

He made sure to praise you as much as he could. When you told him you wanted him to teach you how to suck him off, he was hesitant, but after you kept insisting, he gave in. And he was glad he did. You were doing such a good job, it was hard for him to hold back from fucking himself in your mouth. It felt so good, but he would'nt do that. It was already enough to see you on your knees, sucking him off so innocently yet it was so dirty.

His gentle hands carefully guiding your movements, making sure not to hurt you or push you down too far. It was such a sweet and beautiful scene, he knew he was going to cum anytime soon.

"Oh-oh angel I'm g-gonna-"

He pulled out of your mouth, not wanting you to swallow his cum in case you got grossed out, instead staining his shirt and the floor beneath him. Once he got over his high, he looked back at you and smiled down at you with love and pure adoration:

"You were so good baby. So obedient. Let me reward you."

Mingi lifted you up and layed you down on the bed, wanting to please you like royalty.

៚𝐽𝑢𝑛𝑔 𝑊𝑜𝑜𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑔

"Seriously? Right fucking now?"

Wooyoung could not believe that you'd actually get horny on the ride to a 'company' event that Hongjoong organized. You actually took off your seatbelt and bent down, already fiddling with the zipper of his pants.

"Goddamit Y/N! Don't do this! I'm driving!" He begged you, something he'd never ever think he'd do, but you left him no choice as he tried to keep his eyes on the road and not think about the growing tent you were causing.

"Is that supposed to stop me?" You chuckled darkly as you took his dick out and began to stroke him slowly, spreading his precum all over his tip.

You wrapped your lips around his head and hummed softly. Not taking anymore of your bratty behavior, Wooyoung pulled into the nearest parking lot he could find and stopped the car.

"Ok you dirty little whore. You wanted to play? All right let's play."

His hand pushed down on your head, making you sink lower and take his entire cock in your mouth. He held it there for a few seconds, smirking when you gagged. He released his grip on you and moaned when some of your saliva trailed down your lips.

"But we're playing with my rules. So get on with it slut. My cock isn't going to suck itself."

Forcing your head down again, you hollowed your cheeks out as Wooyoung began to face fuck you in the car.

And if you think once he came it'd be over, you're wrong. This was only the beginning.

៚𝐶ℎ𝑜𝑖 𝐽𝑜𝑛𝑔ℎ𝑜

Jongho was already judging you for playing such a nonconservative and explicit song. And he was even more shocked when you actually began to rap along to some of the lyrics.

"I don't wanna spit, I wanna gulp."

Just hearing that made Jongho gulp a little himself. Turning to him, you wiggled your eyebrows at him.

"I wanna gag, I wanna choke." You continued.

Jongho nearly choked on the water he was currently taking a sip from.

Not giving up, you crawled over to the part of the couch he was sitting in and placed yourself in between his legs.

"I want you to touch that lil' dangly thing that swing in the back of my throat." You finished as your hands began to stroke his thick and muscly thighs.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" Jongho exclaimed, completely flustered by your actions and demeanor.

"Can't you take a hint? I want to suck your dick?" You responded with absolutely no shame or remorse.

"Y-you....can't it wait until we're going to bed?" He asked.

You frowned. "No! Don't get me wrong Jongho, sex with you is great, but you always hold back. I want you to stop holding back and actually use that God level strength you have and wreck me completely."

Jongho just blinked at you. For a moment you thought he'd refuse, but then he unzipped his pants.

"Careful what you wish for baby."

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randomly falling asleep with hq!! characters 💤

navi | masterlist | taglist 

thank you anon for this cute request!

characters: ushijima, tsukishima & yachi 

content warning: swearing, mentions of sexual assault 

thank you to anon for this cute request

wakatoshi ushijima

♡ he shows affection in his own...special way 😊

♡ by that, i mean that if you fall asleep while sitting next to him and he thinks you look cute, he’ll just stare (●__●)

♡ like deadass if he was anyone else, it’d be creepy as hell but he’s your bf so-

♡ he stares bc not only do you look precious, but he doesn’t want to touch you as he’s afraid that he might wake you up

♡ though, if you’re in public (like sitting next to him on the train) he might gently put his arm around your shoulders to make sure that onlookers know that you’re safe with him

♡ also, it only takes one time for him to catch on to your habit of disappearing and falling asleep in the most unconventional places and istg he is the BEST at guessing where you are - it’s a gift

♡ like he’ll arrive home and if you’re not there to immediately greet him with kisses, he’ll take a moment - let him boyfriend senses take over and walk him over to whatever room is giving him ✨(y/n) vibes✨, open the door and there is a 99% chance you are in that room sleeping 

♡ and he probably got it right first guess (which is a pretty big deal considering y’alls house resembles a sims fkn mansion made with motherload money)

♡ he’ll open the door to the storage cupboard to find you sleeping with the mr muscle spray and it’s such a shame bc he was going to be a clown and make a ‘why are you cheating on me?’ joke but you were in REM sleep 🙄

♡ or he’ll walk in to the conservatory and see you laying in the fetal position on the floor and that is the ONLY time he interferes with your sleep bc he doesn’t want you to fuck up your back 🥺

♡ like he has an obsession with your posture - like if you are slouched he will tell you to stand up straight or if you are sitting hunched in a chair, he’ll creep up behind you to start massaging your shoulders while fixing your posture 

♡ not to be rude though- just bc he cares

♡ also, he never questions how you end up falling asleep in the most random of places, he just goes with it 

♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥

ushijima sighed as he hung up his jacket, realising that this was one of those days were you won’t come scurrying to the front door to greet him with kisses and instead he had to hunt through in search of you. although, it wasn’t much of a hunt considering his gut instinct said you’d be in the study room and there you were, cuddled up by the bookshelf. 

however, your back was hunched over in way that didn’t look to comfortable so ushijima thought it was his duty to transport you to somewhere that there was a lot more appropriate and fit for sleeping.

so he gently slipped one hand behind your back and the other under your knees to slowly pick you up and carry you to your shared bedroom. is efforts may have been in vain though as he noticed one of your lids flutter open out of the corner of his eye, “good afternoon, sweetheart.” he hummed, steadily shifting his hand from your back to the back of your head to tenderly caress your cheek with his thumb as you cuddled into his chest. “are you awake?”

“No.” you groaned.

“Shame, I was going to suggest going out for walk on the beach--”

“I’m awake! Let’s go!” 

kei tsukishima 

♡ he probably calls you lazy but he’s really just jealous of how well you can sleep

♡ coz he just lays in bed till 4AM staring at the ceiling 

♡ i imagine that if you were to fall asleep next to him in a crowded, bustling place - like on a train - he’d take off his headphones and clasp them over your ears so the loud announcements don’t wake you up  

♡ he doesn’t fall asleep on transport btw (not even planes) so don’t worry about missing your stop 

♡ though he’s not usually a fan of PDA, he’ll hold your hand without a second thought to lead you out the train when you’re still recovery from the post-sleep haze because of course he doesn’t want to lose you in the crowds of people or anything

♡ and if you have a cute lil sleepy face then he might take a picture but he’d probably edit the picture with snapchat or something and draw like a moustache on you, put a sarcastic caption or something then send it to you 

♡ (but he’d save an unedited version of the pic bc you’re adorable-)

♡ like tsukki leaves you on delivered most of the time on snapchat bc he believes if you have something important to say, you’ll just message him normally but the rare occasion you do get a snap from him, don’t get your hopes up bc there is a 99% it’s just something like a picture of you with a drawn on crown and the caption ‘sleeping beauty 🙄’ 

♡ ‘so you think i’m a beauty 🥺’

♡ then he leaves you on read

♡ he will not carry you under any circumstances in public btw

♡ and at home, if you were to fall asleep on the couch next to him while y’all were watching a movie, there’s a 50/50 that’d he carry you to bed 

♡ but if he doesn’t take you to bed, he’ll set down a pillow for you on the couch and shift you around so you were laying in a more comfortable position, then drape a blanket over you 

♡ in regards to when he comes back from work, you’re usually already asleep in bed - but there is one time that you were not in the bedroom, and he still teases you for it until this day 

♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥

most of the time, you’re sound asleep in bed by the time gets home but tonight you weren’t - in fact, you were no where to be seen. he had searched everywhere, called your phone multiple time and he looked at your schedule, but it appeared as though you were supposed to home right now - so hours, he was sitting fretfully on the couch, contemplating calling the police.

however, all his distressed pacing really worked up an appetite so he poked his head into the pantry to grab a snack but his soul almost left his body when he noticed you laying on the floor, fast asleep, with the cat curled up in your arms. who he didn’t even noticed was missing lol

usually, he wouldn’t even think of waking you up but the rage and shock that shot through his body resulted in him barking out, “what the fuck?! what are you doing here?! i’ve been looking all over this damn house for you and--”

he was cut off by the cat springing out of your arms from the surprising sharpness of his voice and scurrying off, leaving you confused on the floor on the pantry, half asleep, wondering how you got here and why tsukishima was yelling at you? “hm? what’s wrong, sweetie?” you hummed, rubbing your eyes while tilting your head up to look at his tall, slender figure looming over you in the doorway.

as much as tsukishima wanted to stay mad at you, upon noticing how cute your bedhead was along with how soft your voice was, he quickly realised that there was no way he could continue yelling you. so instead, he scoffed and slowly kneeled down to sit next to you on the floor, looking at you with kind yet concerned eyes as he inquired, “why were you sleeping in the pantry?”

it took you a moment to try and remember but once you did, you blurted out, “oh, berry was having trouble sleeping.” yes your cat is called berry. don’t question it. her full name is strawberry tsukishima shortcake. “so i cuddled with her in her favourite sleeping spot and she slept like a baby. but i guess i did too.” yo chuckled awkwardly, rubbing the back of your neck. 

tsukishima mentally cursed you out as he was expecting a silly explanation but shit that’s cute. why does he lowkey want to join y’all next time?

hitoka yachi

♡ gsrbtrhryh she gets so flustered and nervous when you fall asleep with her

♡ and she always does tbh bc she has no idea what to do 

♡ like she thinks you look so precious and angelic so she really wants to take a picture and - if she thinks you’d be okay with it - she clicks a photo and probably sets it as her background or posts it on her private story

♡ she is just so head over heels for you tbh that everything you do just astounds her 

♡ she just stares at you like ◉_◉ for half an hour bc you are so beautiful then something inside her just prompts her to lean in and just *mwah* and at first she is quite satisfied bc she has expressed her affection 

♡ but then a few seconds later her soul just leaves her body and guilt just washes over her 

♡  ‘OMG I JUST ASSULTED MY OWN S/O’

♡ she feels horrible 

♡ this close 👌 to calling the police on herself

♡ when you wake up, prepare to be bombarded with her apologies 

♡ once you reassure that it’d fine bc it was just a lil peck on the cheek and she is your girlfriend after all, it brings her the slightest peace of mind

♡ so you peck her cheek while she is asleep to call it evens and that basically fixes it 

♡ but anyway, she is so careful around you when you sleep - like she will literally do the most just to ensure that she doesn’t interrupt your REM sleep

♡ however, that can lead to extremely sticky situations - like the first time you ever fell asleep around her 

♥　♡　♥　♡　♥　♡　♥

You were on the 5th movie of your barbie movie marathon when she looked over and noticed you had fallen asleep half way through, so she immediately paused it so the noise wouldn’t wake you up. This was the first time she had ever seen you sleep and she felt somewhat flattered that you felt safe enough around her to be vulnerable - even though, yachi never really considered herself to be a rather daunting or intimidating person.

she couldn’t help but just sit and admire you for a few minutes before realising that she should probably transport you to somewhere more comfortable as you were currently sitting next to her on the pink beanbag in her room. and although  it was kinda comfy, the preferable alternative - her bed - was only a few feet away.

so she knew what she had to do.

she hopped to her feet and before she did anything too hasty, she stretched to ensure that she wouldn’t pull a muscle while doing what she was about to try. she inhaled deeply before crouching down - instead of bending over as she remembered what coach ukai had told her, ‘lift with your legs!’ - then snaking her arms under your torso and knees.

then, she sprung back up and immediately rushed over to the bed as even though you weren’t too heavy, she was afraid that if she held you for too long, you’d wake up. so once she reach the foot of her bed, she tossed you on so your neck was being supported by her soft pillow and yanked her duvet over you. 

she gazed lovingly down at your cozy figure laying on her bed and she couldn’t help but smile.

[munsnz]

Sand — Steve Harrington

TW: Cussing ??

Summary: Where plans were canceled with your best friend, bringing along you and her ex together aka Steve Harrington, remembering the huge dick he was in high school. Perhaps in the span of one day, you catch feelings for him but during a fun activity leads you and Steve together.

Pairing: Steve Harrington x Fem! Reader

Lydineo Radio: Let The Sun In — Wallows

Masterlist — Requests are open!

“I thought Nancy was coming,” You mumbled as you walked towards Steve Harrington’s car, where he wore a pair of his black sunglasses along with a summer blouse, leaning against his car. You and Nancy both planned to head on over to the beach, somehow convinced that Steve was going as well, even if they broke up. It had been a year since the mall burned down due to a mysterious cause, now it was another boring summer all over again.

He smiled a little as he saw you trudge over to him, “Plans were changed little one.” Steve pat you on the head, making you feel like a child and you smacked his hand away from your head.

���Ew don’t touch me,” you groaned and crossed your arms as you stepped away from him. He laughs at the funny gesture and takes his shades off to show his chestnut colored eyes into the open. “So what are we supposed to do?”

”We can......” Steve trailed off, looking at you, “I don’t really know, we can both go?”

You cringed at his words and statement, giving a funny expression playing at your face, “Steve...... I hope you’re kidding me. I don’t even know you much. All I know is that you’re Dustin’s friend and you worked at the mall.”

”I see you’ve watched me huh?” He chuckles at your response and cheekily leans over closer to you, “Guess my beauty- Ow!” He groans to see you step over his shoe, to make him shut up.

”Look, Harrington,” You snap at him, while you take his glasses away from his hands and put them on your face, “I cancelled all my shit plans to come to this little stupid trip Nancy told me and I’m still going, but I’m not gonna let your dumb ego stop me.”

Steve rapidly shakes his head at your orders and ruffles his hair a little being in front of you, a sort of tint of pink welled up on his cheeks. Was he blushing? Seeing him at such flustered state, you rolled your eyes to walk inside the passenger’s seat of his car.

“So are we going-“

”Get in......Asshole,” You smile at him as you shoot a glare at him, making him follow your directions to sit into the driver’s seat next to you.

He sighs a little and turns to you while he turns on the car, “You know Y/N...... you’re a little scarier than I thought.”

Scoffing at such remark, you punch his shoulder, making him laugh nervously, “I’m sorry but I’m not usually this scary.”

”Oh thank-“

You shot a glare at him again, he jumped and turned to the steering wheel. “So where we off to? Maybe we could grab a bite before we go?”

”Sure that’s fine,” You crossed your arms and huffed, this trip was going to be one shitshow for sure knowing you had to be stuck with Steve Harrington.

-

”How come I’ve never heard about you at school?” Steve asks as he sips down the last of his milkshake, watching you, fidgeting with your fingers.

Looking up at him, you claimed while laughing, “Well, you were too busy with popularity. I was just a shadow!” You noticed his eyes turn away from you and you sighed, “I hope you’re not like that anymore. Or are you?”

He shakes his head at your question, being able to express that he was no longer that douchebag he was in high school, “No not anymore. Not everything is about popularity.”

”You learned it the hard way huh?”

Steve nods his head at your claim. It seemed like you could read Steve by his expressions and words he spoke. You had never and I mean never have spoken to Steve Harrington prior to the school you both attended to. Just click. It did.

”How do you know me so well Y/N?” He pondered, while getting up from the table, sliding the money onto the bill for the waitress, “We just met and you read me like a book.”

”I don’t know,” You get up along with him, and both walk outside to find that it was already 4 pm, “Oh shit, it’s late.”

”It’s really intriguing to talk to you,” He blurts out, while walking to his car. You looked up at him, with widened eyes, “I-I mean we took around two hours talking to each other.”

You glanced at him, shuffling over inside his car to avoid any eye contact with you. As you came inside the car, he turned it on, driving to the south where the small beach was near.

-

The wind blew on your face, sending your hair all over the place as you got out of Steve’s car. Somehow a bit of hair got into your mouth and you began to choke but calmed down, whipping the bit of hair out of your mouth. You watched from afar the tides came in and out at the sandy beach located a few towns away from Hawkins. The air began to cool, meaning the sun was going to set anytime soon.

”I guess you’re not much of a beach or summer person right?” Steve calls out from behind you, making you look at him.

He read you correctly this time and you joked, “It’s my job to read you, not yours.” Both of you grabbed a picnic blanket from his trunk and began to walk to the beach area. You slid your shoes off, to place your feet in the thick, warm, sand as Steve followed the same thing like you. In the windy silence, you both laid the towel under you. Getting comfortable, Steve turned on the radio, faintly playing Higher Love by Steve Windows (coincidence? I think not), there wasn’t that much people at the beach that same day. A couple of kids who were playing in the waves from afar, but that was only it. Another driven silence began, but bored out of your mind, you decided to take off your crew neck, where your bathing suit was under and head to the water.

Doing such action in front of him, Steve felt flustered watching you slide your sweater off your body, “Something bothering you Harrington?” You laughed at him, to stand up and lend your hand towards him.

”I.....” Steve trails off, grabbing your hand to stand up and run towards the water, “Last one there is a rotten egg!”

”You’re such a child, Steve!” You giggled and followed him to the tide running in and out. You were sadly the last one that got there, being splashed water at your face by him, “You’re gonna regret that Harrington!”

“I’d like to see you try Y/N!”

-

Who knew you were chasing Steve Harrington across the water to see him being thrown by the wave crashing, sending him underwater. He comes back to the surface to find you next to him, splashing water in his face, getting back at him.

”I told you I’d get you,” You paddled your feet to keep you at the surface, smiling at him to find his ‘perfect’ hair ruined in front of you.

But as you watched him squint his eyes because of the water in them. You felt something touch your leg, making you quiver, “Ah!” You shouted as you rapidly threw your arms around him, unaware of who you were holding on to. Caught off guard, Steve feels his heart skip a beat, feeling your skin on his, sending you both underwater and back up to the surface.

”What’s wrong?!” He exclaims, blabbing out the salty water that accidentally went into his mouth, while grabbing you too.

”I felt something on my leg,” You look around at the body of water around you, still latched onto him. Freezing in your position, the only sound you both heard was of the ocean, nothing else happened. But slowly realizing who you were hung onto, you watch him awkwardly to find him holding you as well, bringing a whole feeling of nervousness. Letting go, although you didn’t want to.

“Karma,” He chuckles silently, and covers his mouth. Realizing your stupidity, it was just seaweed roaming around. You move your hair out of your face and begin to swim away from him, but felt a slight tug by your waist, guessing who it was you paddled away faster and giggled even more.

Now here was the place you were going to have a lifetime with this guy you barely know. This new friend of yours seemed like someone you have known for years on end. Just something about it, clicked.

-

After a shit ton of messing around and unintentionally flirting with each other, you grew exhausted. The swimming and running all over the place drains one out. Now you were splurged onto the warm sand, with a ton of mixed emotions everywhere, eager to try something different.

”This may sound weird but you’re cool.”

”I know I am,” Steve scoffs, laying shirtless under the towel and crossed his legs while you sat up, dusting the sand away from the seashells you both found lying beneath the sand. Another silence grew, the sound of the waves become louder, you were in the reality instead of that pretty daydream with him. You weren’t attracted to Steve. Correct?

Of course you were though, shockingly. But with such courage you sighed, watching the sunset turn into a deep shade of orange and purple, “Wanna do something weird?”

”I like weird,” Steve sits up, placing his arm onto his bent knee, “Tell me.”

You had never been such an outgoing or confident person, it seemed like you were more into the shy part of things. As you breathed out, you mumbled, “How about if we talk about the person we like the most? We write it down in the sand, and run away.”

”That’s weird.”

Whilst you were annoyed, you furrowed your eyebrows at him, “Steve I just said it’s weird-“

”I know I know,” He says, standing up and grabbing a stick from far away, “What are you waiting for?”

-

Scribbling an S, then a T and E, V, E, you finished, but panicked slightly knowing he probably didn’t like you. And no, it wasn’t a cliche thing. Or was it?

”I’m done,” You hear Steve’s voice make you jump nervously, signaling this would most likely be the end of your friendship. Wow, just one day in and poof! There goes another bond away from your life.

“Let me look at it first!”

Fear in his voice, he almost shoved you to turn away from the only letter you saw, “Hey! No I go first!”

”No let me!” You pushed him a little and jumped to look over his shoulder, but he was too quick and moved enough to block your sight to see the name.

In a fight, you still couldn’t see the pair of letters, and pushed each other around, in fear to know the other’s reaction of it.

“Asshole just let me-“

Oh God.

That boy knows.

He saw his name written, from behind your short height. Oh shit you were doomed for sure. It was surely impossible to love someone by day one. But this, this was different. Feelings were all over the place, as you noticed his eyes widened at the sight of the letter that spelled his name out.

You clicked your tongue and flinched a little before you would usually get rejected, “It’s a prank I’m kidding! I’m so funny right?”

Steve awkwardly looks around, putting his arms behind his back and stepped away for you to see YOUR NAME. Oh god you knew it was some prank. You watched and still saw his serious face driven by the silence, perhaps he wasn’t joking.

”Oh man,” You cross your arms, watching the letters printed on the sand being destroyed by the incoming wave, washing it away from existence, “We’re just pranking each other right?”

“Uh-“

”Just say it!” You walk over to him and spin away from him, “We should just go home, it’s getting late anyways.”

”I-“

You continue blabbing more nonsense about your summer and how this idea was just one big mistake. Steve knew you wouldn’t stop anytime soon so he stops you by grabbing your shoulders, catching you off guard. Wide eyed, and flushed face, he mumbles a little, “It’s not a prank, I wouldn’t play with love like that.”

”Love?”

”Yeah......” He trails off, watching you intently at the somewhat attraction he had for you, “I-I uh....I know this is fast. I don’t expect you to say yes which is totally fine I’m sorry I’m rushing this I-“

“I like you too Harrington,” You confidently move away for him to see the letters clearly written STEVE on it. Shocked, Steve snaps out of his thoughts to find you put an arm around him and look at him. “So is this the part where we admit our true feelings then realize we are actually in love after getting to know each other in the span of a day and we kiss under the sunset?”

Steve watched you cheekily grin at him, and nodded slightly, “I suppose-“ He was cut off by your lips pressing onto his, automatically bringing his hands on your waist, holding you closer to his body like glue. Both of you continue to move your lips in sync, realizing, maybe this boring and mistaken trip was all written in the sand.

[youngbeezer]

hi!! can I please request something?

going to a lake house, maybe friends to lovers with bowen byram?

thank you! 💗.

A/N: HI IM SO SORRY THIS LITERALLY TOOK 4 EVER!!! i was having such bad writer's block with also zero motivation, but i eventually put a little something together and i hope whoever requested this first off actually sees this bc seriously its been a good month of this sitting in my inbox but also i hope you like it :)

Word Count: 2940

Warning(s): kinda angsty in beginning, curse words, ends fluffy !!!

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These next few days is either going to turn out to be the best week of the summer, or the most awkward week of the summer...

I’m currently stuck in a car surrounded by couples on our way to a lake house in Colorado. Somehow I ended up being lumped into this chaotic group of professional hockey players and their drop-dead gorgeous significant others.

About a year ago at my local salon, I just so happened to be seated right next to a woman named Grace, who I immediately hit it off with. We became fast friends and are now basically inseparable at this point. Her boyfriend just so happens to play hockey for the Colorado Avalanche, Cale Makar. Now I have also grown quite close with Cale as well, since I am always at their shared apartment for Grace. At this point Cale is basically third wheeling us, instead of it being the other way around. Therefore I was also always invited to team parties and get-togethers, which prompted more friendships with most of the guys on the team and their respective partners.

Someone I have surprisingly grown super close with is Bowen Byram. As soon as Cale introduced us two, his blue eyes and raspy voice immediately drew me in. Straight away we bonded over common interests and that night we talked for almost three hours. After that, we were thick as thieves. So thick that recently I have come to the realization that I have caught major feelings for him along the way.

It has only been a few weeks since I have come to this realization and it has already started to affect our relationship. I definitely started to ignore Bowen a little bit when I first figured out my feelings because I was scared he would somehow find out or I would just end up blurting it out at some point. And the last thing I want is for my silly feelings to ruin such a great friendship.

Thus why this week can either turn out to be the best or the worst.

I’ve decided that at some point during this trip I need to confess my feelings for Bowen. He’s also seemed to notice the shift in my attitude towards him. I have become more closed off and not as touchy as we used to be. Bowen and I are both very touchy/feely types of people. So what seemed like just some harmless cuddling and play wrestling with each other, to me did very little to quell down my feelings.

For example, this morning when we were packing up the cars for the trip a group of us are taking to Tyson Jost’s lakehouse, Bowen went to wrap his arms around my middle from the back and I subconsciously flinched away at his touch. I know he definitely noticed my mood shift from the defiant pout that was resting on his face. After that I did what I do best, and ran away to the other car that was driving up and basically begged Nate to switch seats with me.

Which now leads to my current thoughts. The entire car ride up I have been contemplating on ways I could tell him, but each scenario just ended up with him telling me that he doesn’t feel the same, and our friendship essentially being over. Obviously I was just overthinking just a little, but I’ve never been stuck in a situation like this before-- and now we are going to be stuck in a lake house together for an entire week, so I am going to be forced to face this situation whether I want to or not.

“Yo. Earth to y/n?” Tyson draws, trying to gain my attention. I snap out of my thoughts as soon as I hear my name, and bring my gaze to the rearview mirror to meet Tyson’s questioning look. “We’re here.” He announces.

Susanna, Mikko’s girlfriend, adds on, “You alright? You seemed kind of out of it the entire car ride.”

I shake my head to try and clear my thoughts and notice that we are indeed here at the lake house we will be staying at for the next week. I clear my dried up throat before croaking out a weak, “Yeah, I’m fine. Just don’t like long car rides.”

Both of them nod, content with my answer and exit the car to join Mikko in unloading all of the luggage from the trunk. I take a few more moments to fully get my head together after dealing with all my jumbled thoughts throughout the entire three hour car ride.

Jumping out of the car, the first thing I see is Bowen letting out a yawn and stretching out. As his arms raise over his head, some of his shirt rises up with it and immediately my eyes are drawn to the small portion of skin and v-line that is in front of me. Bowen then notices my presence and makes eye contact with me, giving me one of his adorable little smiles. I advert my gaze as quickly as I can so my obvious ogling isn’t as obvious and go to finally retrieve my luggage.

Yeah this was gonna be a long week.

…

After everyone got pretty much all settled into their rooms, we all ended up coming back together to sit around the firepit to chat and enjoy some drinks. For this trip that Tyson orchestrated there are in total ten people staying in the house. Me, Tyson, obviously since it’s his house; Bowen, Cale, Grace, Alex Newhook, Mikko and his girlfriend Susanna, and lastly Nate and his supposed new girl who will be joining us later on in the week.

Apparently a group of the guys and their partners have been taking trips together at the end of the hockey season for a while now, and since growing closer with the team this year, I graciously got an invite.

Since it was getting later and a little bit more chilly, I grabbed a random sweatshirt that I saw already laying around in the living room before making my way outside to join everyone by the firepit. Getting closer I noticed that the only seat available just so happened to be next to Bowen.

Cale and Grace give each other a not so inconspicuous knowing look when they see me approaching. As soon as I sit down, a question is being thrown at me.

“Whose sweatshirt is that y/n?” Cale brings everyone's attention to me with a growing smirk on his face.

“I don’t know, I just found it in the living room.” I give Cale a questioning glare, trying to figure what his endgame is right now.

“It’s mine.” I hear that same raspy voice that I love and know so well. I feel my face start heating up at the idea of wearing Bowen’s sweatshirt. Am I wearing his name on my back right now, and I just didn’t even think to check earlier?

“Oh, uh. Sorry, I can give it back to you, if you want it.” I stumble out, now feeling awkward and a little embarrassed about how flustered I am getting over a simple sweatshirt.

Bowen gives me a little smile before replying back, “Nah, it’s fine. It looks better on you anyway.”

I clear my throat and stumble out an awkward ‘thanks’ at Bowen and then turn my attention to Grace right next to me so I don’t embarrass myself even more. What I don’t see though is the way Bowen's face immediately falls when I turn my back on him.

…

Around midnight is when everyone started to make their way back inside the house to start getting ready for bed. I was mindlessly scrolling through my social media, so I didn’t notice that mostly everyone had already gone inside.

“Y/n.” I look up at the mention of my name to notice that Bowen and I are the only ones left outside.

Also noticing the intense gaze I am receiving from Bowen, I quickly gather my things and stumble out, “Oh my gosh I didn’t notice everyone left already. I should head inside as well.”

Bowen is quicker though because he grabs ahold of my wrist, halting me in place before I make my very obvious escape.

“Hold on, please. Can you please talk to me?” Bowen pleads out.

“What do you mean? We’ve been talking all night.” I countered, trying one last time to get out of this conversation.

“We’ve been talking as a group all night yeah, but you couldn’t even make eye contact with me. You know what I mean. What’s been going on? Did I do something?” Bowen frowned.

At that moment I felt so guilty. I’ve been so focused on trying to ignore my feelings that I have developed that I ended up pushing my best friend away and hurting him in the process. I close my eyes and let out a deep breath. I knew I would eventually have to have this talk with Bowen during this week, but I just didn’t expect it to be on the very first night.

“Okay. Yeah, let’s talk.”

I lead the way down to the dock overlooking the lake and sit down to dangle my feet into the water. I know for a fact that Grace and Cale realized that we both haven’t come in behind them, so they are most likely snooping by the backdoor wondering what we are doing.

Bowen joins me, after slipping his shoes off and dangling his feet in as well.

“What’s been going on y/n?” Bowen asks again.

“I-I think I’m in love with you.” I blurt out. I can feel my heartbeat pounding in my ears as I await any type of response from Bowen. Taking a peek over at him, I see the pure shock on his face. Probably wasn’t the best idea to start off the conversation with that.

Taking his silence as a bad sign, I start spewing out whatever I can to try and calm the anxiety coursing through my veins. “I-I think I have known for a while and I just tried to ignore it, I guess. But then I realized that I was just pushing you away, an-and I never wanted to do that. Our friendship means that absolute world to me, and I would hate myself if anything I did, or-or my stupid feelings jeaporized that.” At some point during my little rant, a few tears escaped. I turn my head away as I try to hold back on a full on sob breaking loose.

“You think?” He eventually breaks the silence.

Confusedly, I turned my head back around and let out a strangled, “Huh?” I see the corners of Bowen’s mouth start curving up into a tiny smile, confusing me even more.

“You said, you think you’re in love with me.” He pointed out.

My eyebrows raise in question and I give him a little shrug, prompting him to elaborate more.

“Well… I’m pretty damn sure I’m in love with you.” Bowen softly declared.

My breath catches in my throat and my mouth turns as dry as the Sahara Desert. Those were definitely not the words I was expecting to come out of his mouth. He chuckles at my surprised face and scooches a little closer to my body to wipe a stray tear on my cheek.

“Are you serious?” I whisper out.

“Of course.” He whispered just as softly back to me as his head inched closer to mine.

My heart pounds in my chest as Bowen’s hand comes up to cradle my cheek. All of our pent up feelings and emotions that we both have been too afraid to admit all come crashing together as our lips finally meet. He kissed me gently, almost carefully, but after all this time gentleness was not what I wanted right now. Bowen let out a low groan as I pulled him flush against my body, my fists bunching up the collar of his shirt.

Before this could go any further, we both pull away breathlessly, basking in what truly just happened-- just now realizing how much our relationship is about to change.

“Fuck.” Bowen breathed out, running his hands over his face. “If I knew that was what it was like to kiss you I would’ve blurted out my feelings the day I met you.”

My ears perk up at his last few words and it seems like he also realizes what he just admitted, as his cheeks immediately turn a rosy color.

“You’ve liked me for that long?” I bashfully question.

Bowen runs his fingers through his hair and blows out a breath of air before answering, “Yeah, I-I mean… yeah I have.” He stumbles out, awkwardly letting out a laugh.

I lean my head on his shoulder and connect our hands, feeling super content and never wanting this moment to end. We take a moment to just sit on the dock-- with our feet hanging in the water, hands intertwined; and bask in the feeling of finally letting our feelings out into the open.

“You know everyone in that house is going to have a field day when they find out.” Bowen mumbles against my shoulder, before leaving a lingering kiss on the exposed skin.

“Oh I wouldn’t be surprised if they all had a bet going or something.” I chimed. I raise my head that had previously been resting on Bowen’s shoulder back up to look at him, and see that he is already smiling at me. “What?” I drawled, feeling my cheeks heating up under his gaze.

“You wanna sleep in my bed tonight?” He asked hesitantly.

My cheeks now feel on fire as I ponder on how I want to go about this. I raise my eyebrows up at him in question as I ponder out, “Do you want me in your bed tonight?”

Bowen gives me an almost incredulous look as he voiced, “Of course I want you in my bed.”

I just give him a simple nod and push my body up in a standing position, reaching out my hand to prompt Bowen to join me. “Okay, let’s go.”

Bowen immediately shoots up from his sitting position, clinging onto my hand as we make our way back up the yard to the sliding glass doors of the lake house. Just as I predicted earlier, Cale and Grace were totally snooping. Actually, the entire house was snooping. Everyone was gathered in the kitchen trying to act casual as we walked in, but as soon as they noticed our conjoined hands, all hell broke loose.

“I fucking knew it!”

“Aw you guys look so cute.”

“Bout time.”

“Ha! Nate, you owe me fifty bucks.”

I looked over at Bowen with an unimpressed look, “Told you they probably had a bet going on.” Meanwhile Bowen has an incredulous look coating his face watching his friends freak out over his newfound relationship. Instead of questioning our oddball friends, Bowen just simply shakes his head, letting out a little chuckle.

“Alright I’m heading up, I can’t deal with these idiots right now.” Bowen gives me a quick peck on the lips before announcing his departure for the night. Most of the others also start making their way up to their respective rooms for bed, the guys putting on a show of making kissy noises and making a few chirps as they follow Bowen up the stairs.

Grace joins me by the counter, making a show of wiggling her eyebrows at me. I’m smiling like an idiot as Cale also joins us, chuckling at my lovesick expression.

“You’re welcome.” Cale smirked.

I scrunch my face up in confusion as I question him back, “For what?”

“For introducing you two, duh.” Cale teased. Grace smacks him on the arm with a tut, making a show of rolling her eyes at her boyfriend. “Alright, seriously I am happy for you guys though.” He eventually relents.

My cheeks heat up from the attention but also from the thought of Bowen and I’s new relationship. Grace grabs me by the shoulders and starts pushing me in the direction of the staircase.

“Obviously I’m happy for you too. All I’ve wanted is the best for you and I think Bowen is just that. And with that being said, go get your mans!” She sends me off with a quick smack on my ass. I giggle the whole way up the stairs on the way into Bowen’s [now our] room feeling extremely giddy and content.

When I enter the room, all the lights except for the bathroom are already off, and it looks like Bowen is already settled into bed. So, I quickly do my night time routine and change into my pajamas before making my way over to the bed I will now be sharing for the week.

Bowen is awaiting me with his arms wide open, which I happily cuddle into the second I am under the covers. He buries his head into my neck, leaving featherlight kisses here and there.

“I love you.” Bowen mumbles into my neck. I card my fingers through his hair and kiss the top of his head as I mumble back those same words, in complete awe over how fast my life has changed in one night. We both knew that we would eventually be together, it just took a little time and a trip to Tyson Jost’s lakehouse for us to figure it out. This week will definitely be one for the books.

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[azucanela]

being zuko’s s/o would include hcs?

BEING ZUKO’S S/O [GENDER NEUTRAL!READER]

BEING KORRA’S S/O | BEING SOKKA’S S/O

SUMMARY: being zuko’s s/o from the confession to the weddin’ [say this but make it rhyme the way those singers do ya know]

WORD COUNT: 2.5k

WARNINGS: kissing, very mildly implied nsfw, soft zuko, a dragon

A/N: these are gonna be extensive bc there is no scenario but if you want whole fics there are like 6342 zuko fics coming since everyone is a zuko simp. also wow this is really long um i hope its what you wanted!

GETTING INTO THE RELATIONSHIP

you guys have probably known each other a long time, because homebody does not fall for just anyone, so if you become the object of his affections, you better feel HONORED. hehe honored 

i feel like it takes him a lot of time to actually accept his feelings for you are beyond platonic. the main reason he falls for you is probably your consistency in his life since thats something he tends to lack. like his mom? gone. his dad? kicked him out of the only place he ever knew. his life is filled with major changes so if you guys have known each other since childhood then consistency is key

once he realizes he likes you he kinda panics because what if you don’t accept him? what if you leave? even worse, what if you leave because he likes you? so now he’s panicking, and naturally, as one does, Zuko avoids his problems. You, being the problem. And his emotions, but he is in denial so

definitely talks to his uncle about the two of you A LOT, especially when he is first figuring out his feelings and trying to figure out what to do about them

his uncle is an elite wingman, constantly tries to get the two of you to be alone in the same space or get information out of you in regards to you

when it comes to confessing i can see a few situations

situation one is that zuko confesses completely by accident, freaks out, disappears, avoids you even more, like homie is a mess. after you get fatally injured, or maybe when he thinks you are asleep, or he just kinda blurts it out in conversation when you guys are doing something domestic. regardless, it is entirely by accident, and now zuko is freaking the heck out. 

“i really like this tea.”

“i really like you.”

“excuse me-”

“i goTTA GO FEED MY DRAGOn Y/N!”

“you don’t have a dragon!”

so that’s how zuko gets his dragon from LOK, storytime over

you kinda have to find him and get a word in before he runs off because he is really scared of rejection, he doesn’t want you to leave and assumes that if the situation is never addressed then you can’t leave woohoo problem solved. 

his uncle yells at him lol

when you corner him you gotta confess super fast and handle his anxieties because he is super worried about you hating him now even though it is the opposite. 

“please don’t leave me.”

“i’m not gonna leave my boyfriend.”

“your- your what?”

“we are dating now. i like you, you like me, so we are dating.”

situation two is equally chaotic, but far less dancing around the feelings since you confess! congrats! you have more balls than me! im so proud! good job bb!

when you confess, its probably late at night, a comfortable silence between the two of you, or maybe he’s ranting about something, like how dumb the concept of tea is idk. regardless this is DOMESTIC, so it’s soft and cute and you are just like you know what screw it this nerd is so easily flustered by me maybe he likes me back! look at us cuddling like a couple! might as well make it official!

zuko.exe error, not working

you broke him good job. 

he externally panics and internally congratulates himself while panicking. he is very shocked you feel that way for him because he is an oblivious boy. 

“honestly, i don’t understand why my uncle likes those flavored water leaves so much-”

“i don’t understand why i’m in love with you.”

“WHAT.”

if y’all were cuddling on a bed or smth he THROWS YOU OFF BY ACCIDENT SKJDHJFHKHWJKF oopsie, he just gets up so quickly that you kinda go tumbling.

homie literally asks you why so naturally you gotta start listing all of these reasons why because hes like perfect and beautiful and yeah we all love him a lot :D marry me zuko <3

you gotta give him a hot minute to process all the information you just gave him, he is in shock for a short while, kinda just sitting there confused. once it gets through his thick skull that you like him he’s gonna thank you 💀

then he’ll ask you how you wanna handle this and boom you have a boyfriend now good job! 

DURING THE RELATIONSHIP

dating during a war is hard so when y’all first start dating, probably towards the end of the war when he finally joins the Gaang, its gonna be really chaotic and you guys are still gonna be sorting through everything, like what kinda couple do you wanna be? neither of you know

kisses are rare during this time, especially since zuko is a generally private person who doesn’t really do PDA much, especially since he wants to avoid teasing and judgement from others. he’s a real people pleaser at the end of the day, he literally spent three years of his life looking for someone the world thought just disappeared permanently because he wanted his dad’s validation.

when you two do kiss, it tends to be a night in your shared tent, even then Zuko is weary of Toph’s seismic senses.

his kisses tend to be soft and sensual, he really just wants to take his time and enjoy it. however, bb does have a temper so you can expect some spice on occasion when he gets frustrated.

this comes later on in the relationship, once the war is resolved, but that just brings about new problems! like having to deal with the new fire lord who is always busy as your boyfriend!

especially at the beginning, when he’s newly crowned and everything is busy and new and he’s struggling with being organized, he rarely has time for you. however, you are likely his right hand, main advisor, general, whatever your area of expertise is he will find you a position in the castle, unless you tell him you want to stay out of politics. though, deep down, he wants to give you a position so he can spend time with you

once things calm down and he’s got being fire lord in the bag, he starts blocking in time during his day to actually take you out on dates and stuff

at one point just disappears for the whole day with you and everyone thinks he’s been kidnapped until they realize you aren’t around either

that’s not very responsible of you guys smh you have a nation to run 

is soft with you, though zuko’s temper definitely lessened when he became Fire Lord, but it no doubt shows itself sometimes, but never with you

well need your assurance sometimes because he gets insecure

like why is the beautiful amazing intelligent woman dating me i do not understand what the heck why have you not left me yet

knock some sense into him

also gets worried that he is a horrible ruler and wants you to tell him that he in fact does his job very well

did you forget you helped end a war zuko?

kiss. his. scar. give him love, its one of few physical parts of himself that he is insecure about and if you kiss him there he might start crying because wow intimacy didn’t know what that was

speaking of intimacy, he is a touch starved boy so when you start giving him love do not stop, never deprive him of cuddles he gets grumpy

lol play volleyball with him

very domestic??? like his parents highkey did not like eachother so now he just wants to hold your hand, lay with you in the morning, wake up to your pretty face, and just cuddle with you while you read aloud 

overall you two are a power couple and zuko simps for you 25/8 you rule as a team and he values you and your opinion VERY much, tries to take you out as often as he can despite his VERY demanding job, and expresses his love to the best of his ability

MARRIAGE N STUFF

zuko took the throne YOUNG he was like 16, so he is not proposing until y’all are at least adults, but i imagine that he is probably gonna wanna date you for like at least three years before proposing

he wants to make sure you are there to stay even if you’ve been around since childhood

there are two ways he is gonna propose here

situation one is where he kinda just does it,,, randomly? like out of nowhere he realizes that w o w he wants to marry you, he wants to spend the rest of his life with you and dedicate everything to you because you are HIS forever person

so he’s kinda just laying with you in the morning, nice soft kisses here and there, will not let you leave the bed and you are definitely complaining, especially if you have a position in the palace and need to get to work

regardless its a soft moment, there’s light filtering in through the window in your shared room, and its shining on your face, and yeah you are lowkey a mess because its the morning but you are just,, so,, beautiful??

and you start telling him about your plans for the, playing with his hair and stuff, and he’s listening to his heartbeat when he breaks from your hold and looks up at you and is just like

“marry me.”

“we also need to feed your dragon- wait what”

you are kinda just in shock for a moment, so you sit up and look at him, mouth gaping open like

“are you serious?”

he suddenly realizes he doesn’t have a ring and it is 7AM in the morning and it is not the best time for this

“...yes”

now you are laughing, falling back onto the pillows, and maybe there’s a tear in your eye as you nod rapidly, “okay, yes.”

now you are thinking of the fake story you are gonna tell people when they asked how he proposed because you are NOT saying it was in bed at 7AM while you were looking like a whole mess

“yes? yes as in yes you will marry me? are you serious?” 

such an idiot, but he’s cute its okay

you kiss him and its passionate and adorable, and he kisses back but he quickly breaks apart and is like “you’re sure? because i don’t have a ring-”

“how have you successfully run a country.”

“good thing you are gonna join me on the throne i suppose.”

“oh my god you’re right-”

“you aren’t reconsidering are you?”

“NO.”

have fun being the fire god woo

now y’all go back to making out and traumatize whatever advisor comes to check on you because they’re like where are the people who rule this country??? 

situation two is where he has been carrying around the ring for MONTHS but is looking for the perfect time to propose because you are perfect so this must be perfect

he couldn’t sleep and in the middle of the night he was like WELP I WANNA GET ENGAGED and kinda just decided he was gonna marry you

since you were asleep he couldn’t ask you right then and these

confides in the gaang and everyone is super excited

now he’s been walking around with this ring for months and what is he supposed to do now oh god

the gaang is like stop procrastinating bro, just ASK HER, and hes like NO IT NEEDS TO BE PERFECT

they help him set up the palace courtyard and make it all nice, there are lanterns, and candles, and a path of rose petals, and this time around he does have a ring so yes its great

he’s like hey let’s go for a walk! and you’re like okay??? lol

so you two are walking around the palace, holding hands, when he leads you to the courtyard and you are just like DAMN this is romantic AND pretty

“i think we are interrupting Zuko let’s leave”

“what do you mean interrupting-”

“well someone clearly put in a lot of effort!”

“that someone is me!”

:O

its not that he isn’t romantic its just that he’s never done something like this so now you’re confused

“did i forget our anniversary?”

“no.”

NOW you understand, looking around, you turn back to him to find that he’s on one knee, you two are in front of the pond with the turtleducks and wow it must be raining why is there water on your face? haha...

he tells you he loves you and that he wants to spend the rest of his life with you, and how he hopes he never loses you because you are just so vital to his life and his being and everything he’s done to make this world a better place has been for you and damn zuko you wonder if he got possessed

obviously you agree

and obviously something goes wrong

when he stands you tackle him with a hug and you two fall into the pond

oops 

the wedding[disclaimer: i have never been to a wedding so i do not know what happens in weddings, feel free to educate me pls] is either REALLY intimate and private, or really big and stuff, since you gotta go through that whole coronation process now and like public weddings n stuff

no matter what his uncle is the one who walks you down the aisle.

change my mind.

you cant. 

the intimate one is almost similar to eloping, probably happens in the court yard where he proposed, and you are wearing a AMAZING outfit, whether its a tux, an amazing dress, a jumpsuit, you gonna look FIRE

hehe fire

anyways it’ll probably be the people who fought with him in the war, the gaang, the white lotus, kyoshi warriors, maybe a few others, 

its a really nice ceremony, and the courtyard is decorated so beautifully, though Zuko considered putting a fence around the pond considering what happened when he proposed lol

if its a more public wedding, then its going to feel like the entire Fire Nation came to watch y’all get married, much more flashy, there’s a band performance, a banquet, y’all gotta use the ballroom so that everyone can dance 

kinda nerve wracking ngl

regardless, after you two get married nothing really changes because you always acted like an old married couple, and even as the other ruler of the fire nation, you always had an important job in the palace so its kinda just the same but more official

its a vibe

moral of the story is zuko is a simp for you and your marriage is mutual simping, that is all

A/N: i kinda went off ngl, also im about to hit 200 followers and i feel as though i should do something special so i am taking suggestions pls

taglists[lmk if you wanna be added or removed :D]

zuko: @shawni-h @lil-lex1 @boxofteenageideas @izzieserra @eridanuswave @bigbuckyenergy @outerxorbit

permanent: @chewymoustachio

[shelby-love]

SIRIUS BLACK

A little Bit of Amortentia

Requested: yes

Prompts: none

Warning(s): none this is a certified fluff piece (2.3K words)

Author’s note: I had so much fun writing this! Harry Potter is such a great world, and I’d love to explore more of it. Requests for HP are OPEN!!

P.S for everyone wondering Remus is actually my favorite out of the Marauders

~

"Well I still think you're missing out," Lilly stated after a long rant and because of how sweet she was, she had decided to stop her mouth right at that sentence.

You only laughed lightly, pushing through the student body with Lily Evans hot on your robe. "Sneaking out to Hogsmeade is something I'm fine with missing out on."

She shook her head, determination settling hard in her brow. "That's beside the point."

"Then what is the point?" You asked, hugging your textbook closer to your chest. When you noticed that the auburn-haired girl was no longer by your side you bunched your brows together and turned around. "Lily? Lily, what are you doing?"

Her eyes were wide, bright green eyes blazing at you. "You seriously have no idea?"

You had idea of course. So much so that you felt embarrassed by the mere thought of it…

Him.

"Come Lily. We're late for Potions."

She shook her head and followed you reluctantly, only because she knew that your professor would surely be disappointed if you two showed up late. Lily and you were after all, Horace Slughorn's favorite students.

"This isn't over," She mumbled.

Perhaps for her it wasn't. Lily Evans tended to see the best in all people. It was the good in her that made her give in to James Potter little after Christmas this year after hating him her entire schooling at Hogwarts.

"He matured a lot," she would tell you, and while that might have been true for James it surely wasn't true for the boy you laid your desires upon.

Sirius Black.

Either he was purposely ignoring you, or he really was a dimwit.

***

"Amortentia is the most powerful love potion in the world. It is distinctive for its mother-of-pearl sheen, and steam rises from the potion in spirals." Horace Slughorn informed, keeping a safe distance from the steaming love potion. The rest of the girls in the class not so much. Each of them neared the potion little by little with a boy in mind. Lily and you both shared the same thoughts as those love-obsessed girls – only you didn't show it. Despite having boys in mind, Lily and you stood put.

"Lily, dear, how about you come here and tell us what you smell?"

You hard-pressed your shoulder against hers as she smiled shyly, obvious to what she was going to smell. James Potter stood at the other end of the assembly of students, looking at his lovely girlfriend with pure adornment.

For a second, they had you wondering if you could ever find love like that.

"Do you know why I asked Lily to tell us what she smells?" Horace asked, sending you a look that had a simple meaning.

"Because the potion is supposed to smell differently to each of us, according to what attracts us…" You answered quickly, just like he wanted you to.

"Marvelous Y/N. Good job," Slughorn praised you whilst ushering Lily to tell you all what she smelt. From the corner of your eye you managed to catch James' sly smirk as his eyes darted from you, to his very uninterested friend.

Sirius Black.

You swallowed, focusing your eyes on your best friend that stood in front of the potion, holding her hair so it doesn’t fall into the potion with a face as red as a tomato. "Vanilla, freshly cut oranges and –"

He cheeks flamed even more if that was even possible. She dashed away from the love potion and stood back next to you without revealing the third thing, although everyone knew already. James was grinning like an idiot. "What was the third smell?"

She shyly turned her mouth to your ear, "James' quidditch uniform."

You laughed out loud before Lily shushed you down frantically.

It was all fun and games until Horace called out for you, "Y/N would you mind telling us what you smell? Don't be shy now, come."  

A part of you wanted to say "Yes, professor I would mind." but the other more rational, and smarter part of you had tied your hands behind your back in defeat. Lily gave you a push and sooner than later you found yourself standing over the love potion.

"I-I smell…" You inhaled slowly, the potion's fumes filling you up. Several different scents found their way into your nostrils, making you have a hard time deciphering them because of the sensual overdrive they gave you. "Roses…the smell of sea and-"

"Oh no," you mumbled, barely audible for everyone but yourself.

"Was there something you wanted to say dear?" Horace asked, having heard your mumbling barely.

"No…I um, smell petrichor," You stated somewhat awkwardly but very, very quickly. "You know, um, when the r-rain hits the ground…"

"Ah, yes," realization dawned upon your professor. "A lovely smell. A lovely smell indeed. Very well, miss Y/LN thank you. You may go back to your place."

Lily Evans waited for you, beaming, "Mind telling me what the third smell was?"

"Shut it Lily."

"But I told you mine!"

***

You glanced at the sign above the pink looking door and sighed. Madam Puddifoot's Tea Shop, it said. You had known about this small tea shop that was located on a side road off the High Street in Hogsmeade Village even before you had arrived at Hogwarts. A boy from Hufflepuff had taken you there on a date once, sometime during your fifth year. It wasn't an especially pleasant memory, being cramped and surrounded by snogging couples at only 15 with a boy you didn't particularly like that way. Nevertheless, it had happened, and there was nothing you could do about the lingering memory.

The overall cute place was owned by Madam Puddifoot; the same woman who dearly welcomed you in the moment you stepped through the door.

You hoped to spot Lily there, after all that's why you were there. When the front of your little notebook changed under the influence of the Protean charm, you knew it was Lily instantly. While the Marauders had their own tricks, maps and such, Lily and you had thought of something far more practical. It would do you good, the charm, as it was expected to be known by every student that wants to take the N.E.W.T.

A win-win situation that was.

But although Lily Evans was nowhere to be seen, you still decided to sit down, trusting her not to pull any tricks on you. Save for the snowy weather, your day has been good so far and you didn’t want anyone to disrupt it.

Cautiously, you sat down and leaned against the plush sofa, discarding your scarf and coat along the way.

"What can I get ya lovely?" A sweet woman asked, hearts practically swimming within her irises. A pale pink apron with daisies was secured tightly around her waist, dolling her up prettily.

"I actually won't be staying, I'm waiting for-" You started, although you were sure in the fact you were going to have to buy gilly water at the very least. Even waiting comes at a price here.

But that didn't seem to be the case as the bells jingle and a dark figure waltzes through. The ladies' man, a member of the Marauders that had the most beautiful features pursued by impeccable dark hair and grey eyes walked in without a care in the world. Sirius didn't know it, but he had your toes curling every time.

You immidiately glanced around the cute shop, seeing nothing but loving couples.

No lone girl in the shop save for you.

Realization struck you in the gut and you swallowed, wanting now more than ever to disappear into a hole…or turn into a little bird and fly away.

His eyes swept across the stuffed shop, getting attention of several girls who were obviously there on a date. Boys exchanged distasteful glances between themselves, sensing Sirius to be an equal competitor that could easily give them a run for their money. "Y/N?"

You dared to say his voice softened upon seeing you. "Sirius."

Sirius' smile widened teasingly. It looked like the smile he would give his best of friends.

But you didn't want that. Not that you would tell him that.

He glanced around the shop once again before slipping into the free chair opposite of you. Without a care in the world, he stripped his snowy coat off his shoulders, his muscles tensing under the movements.

You swallowed.

"I'll have some butterbeer thank you," Sirius said, pulling out a generous amount of sickles for the waiting waitress you forgot was even standing there.

"And the lovely lady?" She mused, giving you a wink.

"Pumkin juice." You choke out.

Like a real gentleman, Sirius halted your attempt to pay for your drink with a raised hand and a wink.

Why does everyone keep winking?

You shook your head at the rogue thought.

"4 sickles young lad."

Sirius handed her the coins and she disappeared, leaving a trail of literal hearts whisking underneath her steps. "Talk about exaggeration."

Sirius' low chuckle at your random comment had you flustered immediately.

"So –" You both voiced at the same time.

"No, you first." You said quickly, brushing some misplaced strands of hair out of the way.

"You can go fi-"

You gave Serius the look you would usually give Remus and James many times on many different occasions; the one that said not to argue with you. Only this time it felt like a completely different look. It intrigued the stubborn boy even more; dragging him deeper into the pit of feelings he had for you.

"Fine," he said, casually twining his fingers atop the table. "I have a question."

"Um…o-kay."

He smiled at your nervousness and decided at that moment to just blurt out the question that's been nagging him since it happened. "What did you smell during potions yesterday?"

"Y-you mean when I smelled the Amortentia?" The strongest love potion ever created that had the ability to reveal ones biggest attractions with a simple sniff. “That potion?”

"Mhmm," he said. "If you tell me what you smelled, I'll tell you what I smelled."

"You must be bloody joking," You exclaimed. Almost everyone knew that you smelled someone. Not just the rain and roses. Someone.

Unlike with Lily, they had no idea who it was.

No one knew save for Lily who probably told James.

Who probably told Remus?

Remus, Peter…

Sirius.

A million thoughts raced through your head. What at first was a blind date will turn out to be the biggest prank the Marauders ever pulled on someone. The biggest prank in Marauders history. You were sure of it.

"I-I should go," you muttered, grabbing your bag and coat in a haste to get out.

Sirius' eyes went wide in alarm, "What are you doing, Y/N? Where are you going?"

"Away from you," You said sternly. "I don't plan on being your new plaything so just leave me alone."

"Woah, woah, woah. Why would you think that?" He asked with what looked like genuine confusion as he held your hands in a vise grip to stop you from leaving.

"B-because…" Words stopped coming once you realized.

Telling him the reason behind it would ruin everything.

"Because you like me?"

You stared at him in shock, eyes widened to the size of a quidditch snitch. No, a bludger. "I don't know what to say to that."

Sirius outright laughed at you and your attempt to conceal what you both already knew, "Look…"

You swallowed.

"I like you too Y/N."

"I know, so let's just forget this ever happen- Wait what did you just say?"

The two of you were, unbeknownst to you in that moment, holding hands atop the cute table, looking like a real couple at that moment to anyone who walked into the shop.

"I like you," He repeated slowly, more audibly for you to comprehend this time. "I know I've been a…"

"Bully," You butted in quickly.

"No I wasn't!"

"Severus begs to differ," You reminded.

"Whatever," Sirius brushed you off, tightening his hold on your two hands. Warmth seemed to come off him in waves, making it all the more comfortable to be in his hold. No wonder girls fawned around him. "What I'm trying to say is – the four of us were idiots, and you were the girl I thought I didn't deserve."

You almost melted.

"So, when I saw what James has with Lily," He confessed. "I wanted that…but with you."

"So why didn't you come up to me?"

"Thought you'd reject me," He said quickly.

"True."

The way he looked at you had you tumbling down your brain for word, "B-but you've changed… And I like you too Sirius."

"I'd like to take you out somewhere else," Sirius proposed. "If you'd have me."

"Of course," You smiled, for the first time freely. "I'd like that very much."

Never in a million years would you have guessed this would be happening; Sirius standing behind you, helping you with your coat…

And holding your hand on the way out.

"You still didn't tell me."

“Tell you what?”

"What you smelled in the Amortentia."

The question didn't sound so attacking as it did 10 minutes ago, and you felt like you could answer it with more ease. "You really want to know?"

"Yes, I would like that very much."

"Fine," You stopped somewhere in the middle of the square, feeling quite brave and bold. "You."

He didn't look surprised, maybe relieved more than surprised. The relief shone in his grey eyes, you could see it. His long black hair blew against the wind that swept through Hogsmeade in a wildly matter. Sirius seemed closer now more than ever as he gazed into your eyes. Whilst you probably looked crazy in the cold wind, the weather only seemed to compliment the once a big troublemaker before you.

"Good."

You creased your brows, "You didn't tell me what you smelled."

Sirius chuckled, "You of course."

Pleased with his answer, you let him do something you've been dreaming about for quite some time.

He kissed you.

The kiss felt electrical, making your body go haywire. Sparks, as cliché as they sound, they were there, present from the moment the kiss started and until it ended. Sirius had his warm hand against your cold cheek, bringing you closer than ever before.

You hadn't shared this with any other boy save for the one you were with right now.

You didn't have what Lily and James did because their love was theirs and theirs only.

Sirius and you will build a love of your own. Something characteristic to you two only. Here in Hogsmeade, or wherever in the world. A long life was ahead of you and you, now more than ever, felt like you could do anything.

Even pass the N.E.W.T.

~

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