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swtki · 4 years ago

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HP Boys: Surprise Pregnancy Head Cannons

Summary: The HP boys and their reaction to their s/o (afab) being pregnant when its not planned.

A/N: This takes place post Hogwarts so all characters are 18+, though no real smut happens in this so its not an 18+ fic.

WARNINGS: UNPLANNED PREGNANCY, MENTIONS OF PRO CHOICE OPINIONS, MENTIONS OF SEX IN LITE TERMS, SWEARING, FLUFF, MENTIONS OF ALCOHOL, ALSO THIS IS SUPER LONG SORRY LOL

Draco

So everything is going great for the happy couple, you two just moved into a flat together and are working normal jobs, drinking wine like adults.

And sure, Draco knows he wants to marry you, but he knows you’re not ready to settle down like that so he just plans and dreams.

Due to poor choices, when you’re late by two weeks, you know what it probably is.

Draco doesn’t even notice that you ran out to the store and came back and hid in the bathroom for 10 minutes. CEO of minding his own business ig

You just kinda...walk up to him and hand him all 3 tests while your eyes fill with tears because what if he demands you get an abortion?

Or what if he fucks off to god knows where?

But instead he just looks at you with the most un-draco like smile. Like his face was soft and it looked like he could cry any moment.

“Oh my god,” He says, putting his hand on your belly, “I can be ready for this, but if you aren’t then we can you know...”

“No, I want it” then both of you rejoice bc yay baby!

Cut to 6 months later when your feet hurt so bad you have to lay down and watch while Draco fails to put a crib together.

He eventually gets it done tho.

And when the time comes, he’s built and arranged everything for your bundle of joy.

Harry

So you guys are probably already married, but with everything at the ministry going on, it makes Harry less than a family man.

You both agree that it’s probably better to wait so you can be home and yk...raise it.

Well smart man Harry forgets that to not have a kid you need to use protection.

So of course when your period is late you don’t think about it, until its four weeks late.

That night, you and Harry are laying in bed, and thats when you tell him.

“Harry..I’m late.”

“Late for what?” headass.

You: 😳😐

Him: 👁👁😲😲

He’s hesitant to say anything, because he knows its ultimitley up to you what happens with it until its out.

“I think I want to keep it...you know it wont remember much for the first year and a half so if things are stressful it will be okay and-“

“Love...Its going to be perfect”

Mf built the crib in like 45 minutes I swear.

And of course he forced you to keep up with your vitamins, pre natal care, and appointments.

Swear tho you’re about to kill him because cofFeE

But the way he holds your baby 🥺 its his most valued thing ever now.

Ron

Ron is iffy on the kid thing sometimes.

He does want them, but only later when you guys have lived and travled.

So no, you two haven’t planned nor is it even in the picture when your wedding roles around.

It’s in the early days of the marriage when you see his family at the burrow on the way back from the honeymoon.

And of course Molly knows

Because Weasleys are hyperfertile I swear.

She takes you into the kitchen and puts her hands on your arms, shes got that big Mrs.Weasley smile on too.

“I knew it!” She says and pulls you in for a hug, “How far dear??”

You’re just standing there like🧍🏻

“I can see it by the way you glow! Oh my you and my Ron must be so happy!” This woman doesn’t notice that you’re confused.

“Wait what? Mrs. Weasley what are you-?” Then you count the days, “Oh. Well I guess I just found out for myself”

Her face falls slightly, but then she tells you can make you a potion that will tell you if you are or not, stan.

The stupid potion turns green when you spit into it, so everything is confirmed.

That night, you and Ron are getting ready for bed in the guest room and you decide to tell him.

“Ron, sweetie. We need to talk.” He looks like he’s gonna start crying but sits next to you on the bed.

“Y/N...I know its scary but please, we just got married I don’t want to divorce quite just yet 🥺🥺”

“Ron I-“ you start smiling, “I’m pregnant you dufus.”

He just freezes, for a while. Not saying anything, he just looks at the wall with his mouth ajar.

So you get up and go to Ginny.

“Gin, I broke him.”

“Ew, I don’t want to know about how you and him”

“No, I told him that I’m pregnant.”

“Oh, yeah that would do it. Just I don’t know... Give him a minute?”

You give him several, getting a glass of water then heading back up to the room.

Ginny was right, he needed a minute.

“I don’t...I wasn’t...you were.?”

“You don’t have to stay, but I think we can do it. Plus, you would disapoint your mom if you left so...”

“Okay...we’ll do it. I’ll be the best damn Father you have ever seen.” He says, talking to your womb.

Well...he’s a father I’ll give him that.

Pro of having a Weasley baby: free crib thats already put together.

Even if it looks like a death trap.

“We’ll put some blankets over it don’t worry”

You know how some Dads hold their parters hand during the delivery? Yeah he got sick and was moral support from the outside.

To be fair, you weren’t screaming in pleasure by any means.

Scary. But beautiful.

He shows the kid to everyone, he might be more in love with the baby than he is with you.

Ron see’s the appeal of having kids now.

Neville

Moving in with your boyfriend is always fun, right up until you guys go at it so much you forget protection more than once.

You think about it, then move on with your day.

Until the doctor calls, then “oh fuck”

Romance Neville bf

“Why aren’t you having any wine? I thought it was your favorite?”

“I don’t think fetal alcohol syndrome is my favorite.” BRO HE SPAT

But he looks up with tears in his eyes, and runs over to you to grasp you in a hug.

“Oh my god! You’re pregnant! Oh my - We’re gonna be parents!! Oh my god we’re gonna be parents oh-“ Que you petting his hair till he’s calm again.

Lets be honest, this man probably swapped the herbology books for the parenting guides.

“Well I mean I’m just wondering if we should go with this color or this one”

“Nev, it doesn’t matter. Our baby will not care.”

“I read in my book that Infants actually can recognize mood in-“

He won’t let you do anything during your pregnancy.

Gotta love a man who cries because he loves you so much and you’re having his kid.

“I never had a father, what if I do it wrong? What if the baby hates me and runs away at seven?”

“We’ve got quite a lot of time before then.”

He was there during delivery, letting you crush his hand like a champ.

You can’t help but cry when you see him sleeping on the floor next to the crib, its so sweet.

Fred

You two most likely already had two kids, so you decided to wait a bit so your hands weren’t quite full.

Well...your body decided not to wait.

A test provides the two lines, another wild child.

The two toddlers already run around like thing one and thing two, only with red hair.

I think Fred would gladly make the family dinner, and wear an apron. He’d own it, as he should.

But mf gotta not drop the salad bowl when you tell him of the fetus inside you.

“Fred we are going to have a bee-ay-bee-why.”

Your five year old has just begun to spell 😐

He’s happy tho.

Like over the fuckin moon.

He buys the two kids big brother/sister shirts too 🥺🥺

He knows the drill pretty well, so he isn’t too worried about the future.

But its funny that he still freaks out about the crib and feeding chair since he gave it away, you know because you guys werent having another kid.

He packed a hospital bag and kept it in the trunk, counting down the days.

Hours of delivery (He just sat back and held your hand) only to end up with a room full of 7 Weasley family members.

Fred always said that 3 was his lucky number :)

George

You guys were taking it slow, no marriage until you both felt it was time. And certainly no children before that.

Well you know...things changed when the test was positive.

You slid it over on the table, tears pooling in your eyes. He was stunned and quiet, which made you burst out sobbing because you knew that neither of you planned on having a baby.

But to your surprise he starts to smile.

“I want whatever you want, I’m staying by your side no matter what.”

“I mean...would it really be so bad? A house, a kid, a dog?” He holds your hand as you think aloud.

You both give it a week to think it over and the virdict is to keep it.

Thats when he decides he has to marry you, asap because he loves you and will never let you go especially now.

He loves to gush about the carrier of his child, to him you are a godess.

He’s the Dad with a predestination complex.

“Y/N, I just see him being a star quiditch player”

“George, we don’t know if it’s a him.”

He rolls his eyes “Okay then I can see her being a star-“

He made Hermione take you out for a movie date so he could rearrange your bedroom, since you only had a single bedroom flat.

You come back to a new set up including a cot.

Damn pregnancy hormones make brain go 🥺😭😭

He freaks when your water breaks lol

ceo of driving like a maniac to the hospital.

He can’t hold your hand, he’s pacing back and forth, sweating and maybe crying though he’ll never admit to it.

You get the joy of watching him cuddle the baby while refusing to give your child to you.

“George I’d like to hold-“

“No, you need your sleep honey, don’t worry”

Hogging the child.

Cedric

Its no secret that Cedric wants a baby someday.

And he makes it clear your wedding will be spectacular too.

However, finding out you’re pregnant the week of your dream wedding was a shock.

A shock that made you bang your head into the wall because how could you be so stupid?? We had a plan??

So you decide to wait until after the wedding, that way it wont add onto the stress (happy stress) of the wedding.

Cedric keeps trying to fill your glass at the reception, to which you kindly refuse saying you want to remember the night entirely.

Yeah he’s like 🤨 mhm okay.

You can only pick at the dinner because ew salmon doesn’t sound like an option if you want to keep the contents of your stomach.

As everyone waves goodbye to the car, and you both set off into married life, he leans over.

“I may be out of my mind, but are you...?”

“Pregnant.” His face lights up, pulling you into a hug.

Finally, your car pulls up to a small cottage with lush garden scapes all around, putting a hand out, he walks you both from the car to the door.

“Ced, where are we?”

“Home.”

Somehow it was perfect with Cedric, even when it was rushed.

He loved talking to your womb, even if it was weird that he was talking about the babies future brothers and sisters.

“Cedric, slow down. We haven’t even had this one yet”

Basically he is father of the year before he’s a full father.

He’s there while you deliver, holding your hand and telling you how great you’re doing.

He doesn’t even complain when you insult him <3.

He updates you on everything.

If his eyes aren’t on that child, he’s either asleep or dead.

I think Cedric was meant to be a family man, because he loves everything about being one.

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dasomlimie · 3 years ago

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Hello there, how are you? So if you take request, may I request s/o being in a band, like a rock band with ran,rindou,Mikey and suna you can replace character, ignore this is you want and thank you<3

⌗ HAVING A S/O IN A BAND ꗃ

characters ; Haitani Ran, Haitani Rindou, Mikey, Suna Rintarou

a/n ; im fine? idk lol, yes i do take request for now, idk anything about rock band so i write a regular band since ik a bit about it. Mikey one was short because idk writer block ig

⌗ RAN

he would be amused he knew you play instruments but he didn't know you play for a band, how he find out was a little bit funny because he was dragged by Rindou who seems weirdly excited and very out of character

he would not cheer for you but he would meet up w you in the backstage

how he got access nobody's gonna know, he wouldn't ask why you didn't tell him instead he tell you he was proud of you and tell you that you did a great job <3 maybe also a little kisses and headpat for his lovely and talented partner

he would also watch you practice and reward you afterwards

Ran would also make sure you have enough rest before your perform, andddddd he would also pay anything you need for the band, you mention one of the instrument was broken? dw it would be replaced asap!

he would also ask you to play for him but would never push you to play for him, if you choose to play then he would be happy! he's a very gentle lover

⌗ RINDOU

unlike his brother, he would never notice you play instruments nor play for the band because he didn't think much when he saw instruments in your room

and how he find out you were in a band was when you were running to the nearest instruments store to buy guitar strings [ like that one scene from given *wink* *wink* ]

you bumped to him then you apologize then run quickly not even knowing the one you bumped into was him *scream* them he follow you

then boom he know his s/o in a band

ok move to how he treat you after knowing you were in a band, nothing change only him taking care of his s/o <33

asking if you need anything from instruments equipment to your health and everything so sweet of him :)

he would cheer for you but not lile yk the wild one but the "thats my gf!!" type of cheering, after your performance he would go to backstage give you a lot praises !!

oh like his bro he would buy you anything you need asap and make sure the item was the highest quality this apply to Ran too if either of them find out the said item was low quality hmmm lets see what happen to the shop owner

would also ask you to play one of your song for him if he want to relax even though the song was upbeat

overall a very supportive boyfriend even though he would show it aggressively unlike Ran who is gentle with his s/o

⌗ MIKEY

damn man would pester you 24/7 and brag to his friend but his little rumbling was so cute so you don't want to shut him up

look with heart eyes everytime you play or sing like he really said this 😍 emoji

he would cheer for you like a proud bf when it was your band turn to play, he's very proud of you :((

yk this man would ask you to sing ( if you sing ) for him when he have trouble sleeping ://

like the others he would give you a lot of praises, kisses and headpat

he would make sure you're physical and mentally okay that you were not overwork yourself or hurt yourself while practicing cuz anything can happen

he would attend each of your performance (?), show (?) and would be all grumpy if he missed one ( please reassure him its okay )

oh oh he would also be the type of bf who drag everyone he know to your show like AOBDSKXNISBXOS

⌗ SUNA

unlike others he know but never mention it because he think you would be uncomfortable :( maybe you wasn't ready to tell him yet thats why....

he knew because Atsumu send him a video of your band asking if it was his partner and Suna said yes because he know his partner even though he was kind of surprised but play it off

support you silently before you tell him like he secretly make a fan page of your band but nobody's gonna know its him, he silently waiting for you to invite him and one day you w just

"are you free this Friday?" he nodded then you tell him you will play for this friday then he remembered he have plan and this mf literally cancelled all plan just to go and see you perform <3

would take the front place and look at you with full of adoration while you perform ALDBAOCBWIBD so cute

he record each of your performance mainly focused on your face thought and post it to his insta and snapchat story tagging you w "my talented partner <3 @/yourusername"

would ask you to teach him how to play instruments if he don't know how to play instruments you play and ask you to give your songs for him if you want to

he set it as his ringtone ;) so sweet of him

he sometimes would watch you perform from backstage like a proud father LMFAO but he prefer to be w the audience since he want to record his bb <//3

©dasomlimie ; any re-uploading are not allowed w/out my permission

#tokyo revengers fluff #tokyo revengers headcanons #tokyo revengers x reader #tokyo revengers #haikyuu headcanons #haikyuu x reader #suna rintaro x reader #suna rintaro fluff #suna rintaro scenarios #suna headcanons #ran haitani #rindou haitani #ran haitani x reader #rindou haitani x reader #hannienim anon request #mikey x reader #mikey fluff #manjiro sano x reader

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onlyhereforangst · 4 years ago

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WWR

The Talk™️

lololol just kidding sorry Laura I love you here’s the real thing just in time 😘😘

We start with Ellie being veeeeery sus 👀 checking out Eastern Europe and the various countries, I mean yes there are plenty of nice, beautiful places there but this is a procedural aka obviously that area can only be shady. I also love that Nick came up silently and waited, watched what she was doing very intently, before announcing his presence. Almost like he’s been suspecting something is up with her for a little while now and seized on this perfect opportunity to do a little digging. But at the same time he doesn’t let it go on too long, and he almost gives her an out- he doesn’t accuse her of being shady AF, instead he’s like oh clearly she’s planning a trip because she’s always talked about loving Eastern Europe not the Bahamas like we’d just gotten jealous over a year ago…right, Ellie? A trip? And then her response ooo girl. She starts to get uber defensive and then realizes that oh wait, he handed me an out on a silver platter so yeah let me take it real quick. AND HE DOESN’T CALL HER ON IT. That’s the real good stuff in this scene- he’s a trained federal agent with years of undercover work, he can tell when someone is outright lying *especially* when that someone is Ellie. So he takes her defensive hesitation and than blatant lie and rolls with it. Beeeecause he trusts her. He trusts her to tell him when she’s ready. He saw how hurt she got when he kept bothering her after the kidnapping, and also saw her tell him once she was ready to. So yeah, he gets it now. He may be seriously concerned for her underneath that joking exterior, but he trusts her to tell him when the time is right, and also likely feels she wouldn’t keep anything huge huge from him. *cue getting ready for heartbreak in the finale it’s fine everything is fine*

Of course we move on to the flirty stuff because we avoid serious talk here 🙄 Ellie still sus though don’t get it wrong, shutting that laptop real quick when he rounds the corner taking no further chances. And her crossing her arms while he offends her choice of “vacation” hahaha she’s so obvious, honey you got the hots for him it’s ok. Little middle school flirting like oh yeah you can do better? Prove it jerk. And Niiiiiick 🥵 I wish you could see the screenshot I’m paused on right now after he says it depends on who he’s going with before he asks her who she’s going with because DAMN that look. He can think of one (1) person and one person only who he’d go on a trip with. Her little smirk back before she decides to throw all pretense to the wayside and says fuck it I don’t care that we’re in the bullpen out in the open lemme flirt with you ~*Agent Torres*~ AND HE’S LIKE TWO CAN PLAY AGENT BISHOP PLEASE INVITE ME ON YOUR TRIP THAT I KNOW DOESN’T EXIST BUT I’D LIKE TO KNOW I’D BE INVITED IF IT DID. And please her giddy smile afterwards and then she goes from leaning back in her chair to leaning forward towards him because these two are absolutely drawn to each other bitches and I can’t get enough of them and their little playful smiles and body language. AND NEITHER CAN JIMMY.

Jimmy is the ellick fandom. Because yes, keep going this is ✨just delightful✨ and I never want it to stop unless you’re kissing. Thank you. And pleeeeease them stumbling over their words when they realized they’ve been caught I CANT. They both look *so* uncomfortable and it’s hilarious, and then Ellie can’t help but laugh at Nick’s dumb joke making fun of Jimmy because it’s her man and he’s so *funny*.

Bring us to Jimmy redeeming himself. But also yes this just confirms to me that he told Nick what he needed to hear back when he said zero chemistry. And now Jimmy’s observed silently, see where Nick has come in the last year and everything the two have been through and knows he ready to hear it for real. Well Jimmy was ready a while ago for them to move it along so yeah he’s like where’s my spoon I’m gonna STIR THIS POT. And then it is born, the slogan of the episode, the point of the WWR (please don’t have PTSD Laura), The Talk™️. Nick’s face oooo man, he initially tries to deflect like no we aren’t talking about that cozy scene nuh uh and then it turns into his worst nightmare- being called out by James Palmer of all people with Ellie literally five feet away. (ALSO MCGEE IS LITERALLY A FOOT BEHIND THEM. He 1000% heard this entire conversation if Ellie heard it. Bro better not try to deny a single thing later I’m watching you sir 👀) Nick’s expression is screaming what the fuck shut UP Jimmy this can’t possibly be happening so let me try to joke and deflect again (small smile because it was still a little funny) and then back to what the fuck he’s undeterred shit shit shit oh thank god McGee has started talking yes we have a goddamn huge problem autopsy gremlin won’t take the damn hint.

And woooooow the first time I’ve seen Nick at his desk in a while 👀👀 he said shit people are on to me let me put ✨space✨ in between us for like five seconds while we still shoot each other cute smiles.

Oooooooh now we here for the evisceration. The Here Lies James Palmer moment of the episode. Catch me dYING in the club, not crying. Because holy shit Ellie this was not only brutal and Brian absolutely killed it during this scene with his reactions to Ellie ripping him apart. His “oh…Oh…oooh.” Had me cackling. And Ellie you are the poster child of defensive, pulling out all the stops. Let me deny everything, let me then be a slight hypocrite because people shouldn’t be talking about me (because I’m terrified about considering broaching that topic too) but I can talk about Gibbs and Sloane previously, and then also like sort of admitting to it by asking Jimmy what people think is going on because that’s the question she would *love* to know the answer to but hasn’t gotten yet. All the while cue me laughing hysterically at jimmy, top tier scene right here lets be honest. Because then Kasie comes in and it’s just perfect 🤣🤣🤣 this was his sister, Painful. Couldn’t have said it better myself Kasie 😭💀

Lol at McGee telling Ellie not to tell Nick he was right about it being a coincidence 😂

HOW CLOSE DO WE NEED TO STAND TOGETHER Y’ALL. HOW CLOSE. THERE’S A WHOLE GODDAMN BULLPEN. Remember when I said Nick wanted space for 5 whole seconds, yeah this is why. They’re straight magnets - drawn together indubitably 👀

Quick detour for the continued storyline of sus!Ellie and it makes me even more and more excited for the finaleeeeee. Because honey why do you know it takes 10 pounds of pressure to rip a trachea out and yes we all know it’s Odette and I can’t wait for the aaaaaangst. Also Kasie always coming in clutch with the humor, I live for it. “No you right I got nothing” 🤣🤣

Once again, Nick forgot about his desk, it was short-lived wasn’t it? 😅

Now to another fun scene, and I feel like there’s a little double meaning to when Nick talks to Ellie about Phineas going through a lot this year, “more than most of us, which is saying a lot this year” - obviously covid but also maybe a callback to the kidnapping/jail cell stuff they dealt with?? Maybe?? Anyways, them being so awkward cute together because there’s a slight lull in the case so they revert back to their middle school selves, “so” “so…” I can’t with them omg. And then, and THEN of the two to bring it up, it’s Nick!!!! Yes!!! The GROWTH. This man used to be so emotionally closed off and now he, HE is bringing up The Talk™️ and he almost chickens out, he almost says haha you’re right we don’t have to have The Talk™️ after Ellie has a minor freakout because good god this girl is on *edge*. Her mind has probably been going a mile a minute the second she heard Jimmy call them out at the crime scene because she’s been living in blissful ignorance the past months/year whatever and now everything is smacking her in the face. But Nick, ugh I love the growth. He brushes it off and then has a moment where his face is like, no, no I’m not a wuss and he admits that yes he’s thought about it (the way he pauses when he says “not that it hasn’t been on my mind…us…” and I’m like yeah you two as a couple has been on your mind hasn’t it Nick 👀) and yes I want to have The Talk™️ with you Ellie Bishop. And not only does he admit this he’s also the one that’s like ok yeah cool BUT WHEN. Let’s nail this down please, I need it in my planner asap. And then she gets all giggly again “I don’t know when do *you* think?” Like omg I’m literally in middle school again. They’re so fucking cute and awkward it’s precious. Especially when they have to end their conversation and suddenly act normal when talking to McGee 😅😍 then they go separate ways and the look Ellie shoots Nick ahhhhhhh it’s almost like a let’s table this but also shit we really did half open that can of worms in the middle of a work day. Nick sighs and looks briefly to the sky like shit what did I do in a good way and bad way haha.

Back to Kasie with the ✨iconic✨ lines I love herrrr. Ellie being sus again with being resistant to change. I can’t decide if she’s not only talking about the possibility of dating Nick (once again defensive because Kasie about came for her throat hahahah) but also maybe about whatever is going to go down with Odette 👀👀

HERE WE ARE. THE MOMENT WE’VE ALL BEEN WAITING FOR. Back to being cute little awkward idiots in love that need to have The Talk™️. I mean come on they’re trying so hard to avoid the actual talk and just dancing around it “so” “so” “talk a roo” “talk a reeno” excuse me what the fuck are you saying just SAY IT. And Nick is still ready and rearing to go but also wants to respect Ellie and give her space if needed so he offers to just agree The Talk™️ needs to be had. And of course she counters with “need is a strong word” because damn this girl is spiraling. She’s so terrified of the outcome of this talk she wants to deny it needs to exist but still she can’t help it at the end of the day. And Nick is still like ok BUT WHEN. I WANT TO TELL YOU I LOVE YOU AFTER YOU TELL ME YOU LOVE ME. SO LIKE WHEN ELLIE WHEN. And he once again plays off her deflection (a theme of this episode) with yeah yeah they’re super tired not at all wired just thinking about this talk that is at the tip of his tongue. At least Ellie is finally seeing the light and realizes that they should promise to have The Talk™️ but as she sits there staring at the elevator in front of her she’s like oh fuck, it can’t be soon can it. Fuck fuck fuck I can’t hold this in longer, we can’t keep dancing around it. fuck. So when Nick once again tries to press her to nail down a time she’s like well fuck it let’s do this shit now. Then she can’t realized that shit I actually said it, I actually said that. I said we should have The Talk™️ now. And Nick’s genuine surprise mirrors hers because she’s been the one half-denying The Talk™️ all day and now she wants to do this right here right now??? But at the same time he’s got a little smile to his face because he loves the idea of her being on board and finally getting this done. Finally getting to hear how she feels.

So they walk into the elevator with a MUCH better vibe than the last time they walked in all serious at night (looking at you dumb Nick with Elena) but I guess the Elena Elevator Talk walked so the Ellie Elevator Talk could run 👀

And Nick while yes he’s ready for this shit to finally happen he’s still vulnerable, still terrified of opening himself up because he’s seen his dad (recently) and how commitment and relationships run in the family 🙄 plus this is all very new to him outside of Sofia and this is definitely not new to Ellie (Jake, qasim). He needs to hear she’s all-in too, needs to know he hasn’t built something up in his head for something serious when she views it as just a flirtation between friends. So he nervously says ladies first and while Ellie gives him a look of protest and wtf man, I think deep down she knows this is all so difficult for him despite how much he’s pushed it over the course of the day plus SHE is ready to get this out in the open. The moment she decided to stop denying and spiraling she went full force head on let’s talk about us. She hedges for a second and Nick continues to be nervous as she’s clearly building up her own nerve. Then she says probably the exact same moment he’s thinking of- or at least one of them- the jail cell. The defining, triggering moment that set this thing at full speed. He can’t believe she’s really saying the words, about to hear what he hopes is his feeling of that jail cell reciprocated in her words and his head turns quickly to look at her, unable to believe his ears that what he’s been dying for all along is going to happen. The Talk™️ is happening and damn it seems like it’s happening in the right direction.

Of course we have no damn clue what was said and I’m jaded and don’t think they’ll ever tell us- RIP the note. BUT I’m so glad it actually happened (and the cinematographic parallels of course), a STEP towards canon!Ellick I’m fine.

Now to see where they take this from here in the last two episodes and I can only hope an angst filled canon!Ellick because duh.

#ellick #ncis #torres x bishop #wwr #hopefully laura doesn't hate me #also this may be less in depth than previous because i was rushing whoops 😬#18x14

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theyscreamjade · 4 years ago

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This may be a little much, but can I get a friend (ship) x Kiri, Bakugo, and Denki, where their friend is manically depressed and has been forgetting to sleep, eat, shower and ,clean, and barley leaves her bedroom, she only listens to the same music on repeat and crieswhile lashing out on whoever bothers her.? (Sorry for bugging you, if you dont want to do it)

Count On Us

I wasn’t sure if you wanted a imagine, BUT I MADE IT ANYWAY. Also, I relate to you honey, I’ve been depressed asf lately but I want to slap that negative energy away ASAP. It’s just been hard, I hope this makes your day better my dear Anonymous!🤍 I had to include the BAKU-SQUAD though!

Disclaimer: Friends To The End 🤍

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“Oi! Oi! Open up!” Katsuki yelled from outside your room door, banging on it as hard as he possibly could. The door shook on the hinges while Kirishima tried to relax his dear friend.

“Maybe we shouldn’t break down the door to get their attention, besides. You didn’t try to open it.” Kirishima suggested before Denki looked at him. “Even I know I wouldn’t keep my door unlocked if I was depressed like this,” Denki said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. “Just move already!” Mina yelled in annoyance, grabbing the door handle as it began to melt. “Wait! What if w-“ a sudden click and the door began to open with a hint of struggle.

You laid in silence on your bed, you faced the wall and listened to ‘Slide Away’ by Miley Cyrus on full blast in your headphones. Your face was snuggled into a pillow while your room was scattered with things. Clothes, moldy foods, halfway eaten crackers, and more. “What the fuck?...” Katsuki said softly as Mina frowned softly. “I didn’t think it was that bad...” Mina said softly. Everyone was worried about your well-being when you hardly ever came out of your room.

You didn’t speak, talk, or anything and often stayed secluded in your room which was now in the Baku-Squad house provided to them since they were all seniors now. It felt as if the life in you was sucked out and it left you...in misery.

“What should we do?” Sero asked, looking towards the group. “Clean it up! It fucking stinks in here, HEY DUMBASS!” Katsuki yelled through his headphones and was able to muffle his scream. “I’ve got this..” Denki said before he stuck out his finger and zapped your butt. You jumped away, falling backward off your bed while trying to calm yourself from the obvious confusion to what the hell just ZAPPED your ass.

You noticed the open light and looked towards the group who looked at you concerned. “What the?...” you questioned. “What are you guys doing?” You asked before hissing at the sudden brightness in your room. “We’re here to fix that darkness that surrounded you for the last few weeks!” Mina said as she opened the curtains in your room.

“So! Get up, I ran you a bath and you’re going to take a breather!” She added, taking your earphones from your ear and placed them with your phone.

“Guys, Please. I ca-“

“We’re not taking no for an answer, I suggest you give up or we force you,” Sero said, lifting his elbow. He was ready to wrap you into a burrito and drag you to the bathroom. “Come on, We want to help okay?” Denki said, frowning.

You sighed and gathered yourself, standing up. “Uhhh?...is this dinner from last week?” Kirishima questioned while looking around. “When was the last time you ate?” He soon added to his first question afterward.

“What’s today?” You questioned, looking at your phone as it revealed it was Sunday. “When did we have that Korean barbecue?” You added as Kirishima’s face dropped. “That was THREE DAYS AGO!” He nearly yelled before you shrugged. “Went longer then that before.” You added before Bakugo lifted you. “That’s it! BATH NOW!” He demanded, pushing you into the large bathroom

The door was slammed once you were inside before you peeled your clothes from a few days ago off your body. You sighed, climbing into the hot tub, easing your way into the soapy water. You’ll admit, sitting in the soapy water made your darkest thoughts ease a bit. They were there, just not as harsh as before.

Your back touched the cold end of the tub while your body sat within the soapy bubbles. You gazed down at the other end, wigging your toes that hid under the bubbles. After a few minutes, you grabbed your wash cloth and began washing your body clean. The dirt that once covered you began to sink to the bottom of the tub. You finally climbed out after a while, grabbing a towel off the rack inside and letting the water out.

You wrapped the towel around your body and opened the door, spotting a pair of tie-dye colored house shoes which were yours. The once simple white shoes were now covered spotted colors, coated with spots of glitter. You could smell the setting spray to keep the glitter from covering the floor. You started walking to your room where you were greeted by a grumpy Bakugo. “Don’t ever do that shit again.” He said simply, tossing your tv remote towards you. He walked towards the kitchen while you entered your room.

It was now spotless, not a single dish on your floor. All your clothes were now in your hamper which was stuffed in your closet. Every corner was cleaned in a matter of seconds and it looked as if you just walked into a new room. You closed your room door, propping a textbook against the door before getting dressed. You’ve worn all your sweatpants, joggers, and anything that’ll weigh your sadness more.

You saw a note in your closet, labeled as Mina’s pick! You laughed, lifting the outfit out of your closet, making you laugh a bit. It was one of your favorites and was a declaration of the person you once were. Everything folded into place while you gathered your things together, you were dressed and felt great to be again.

You fixed your hair in the best way possible, getting it back to the great way it was before. It may lack attention, but trust me. With the way things are going, you may give it exactly what it deserves.

You walked out of your now clean room as the smell of cooking engulfed your nose once you exited. “Yo, Y/N! Kirishima’s making his manly burgers, BUT I still want to destroy you in Super Smash Bros.” Denki said from the living room. “As if you could beat them!” Sero added while you walked into the room. It’s been a while since you say within the large living room with your friends.

“Come on! I’ve been dying for a rematch! I let you off easy last time!” Denki said, waving his other controller in his hand. Once you grasped the remote, guilt rushed through your body. We’re they doing this because they pitied you? You were fine, right?

That single thought echoed in your head even after you beat Denki a few times in different games, it was a stinging reminder that you didn’t deserve this. When you had your protein bowl sat in front of you, instead of a burger. It only added to the amount of guilt you had in your heart. “Kiri? What’s this?” You questioned, looking at the hearty quinoa bowl with the assortment of meats and more. “Well, I was going to make burgers but I decided to make something to get your strength back. I had to call my mother to help me but I hope you like it!” Kirishima replied with his sharp Sharky smile displayed brightly.

“It’s not half bad, besides the burnt chicken parts,” Mina commented as Kirishima glared at her. “Guys...You didn’t have to do this. I...I don’t like being pitied like this.” You expressed, your head hung low. “What are you talking about, Y/N? We don’t pity you.” Denki said, his hand touching your shoulder.

“But...all this, why? Why are you doing this?” You questioned. “We’re your friends and we’re a team. When one down, we get them back up and keep fighting. That’s the manly way of doing things!” Kiri said, smiling down at you. “It’s our pathetic way of showing that we care, Dumbass. It didn’t feel right....not having you here with us.” Bakugo admitted, hiding his blush by looking away.

“No matter what, We’re always here for you! That’s what friends are for!” Sero finished, looking across from you at the table. You couldn’t help but smile at how caring your group was, even though they had a tendency to annoy you and at times make you pull your hair out.

Who would've thought they’d make you feel better?

#my hero academia #bnha fanfiction #my hero academy fanfiction #my hero academia fanfiction #i hope you like this #my hero academia scenarios #bnha bakugo katsuki #bnha eijiro kirishima #bnha mina #bnha sero #bnha denki #bnha fluff #it’s okay

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gumnut-logic · 4 years ago

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Two Birds with One Stone (Bit 5)

Bit 1 | Bit 2 | Bit 3 | Bit 4 | Bit 5

Bring on the comfort! Still @godsliltippy ‘s fault. Also, I really wanted to finish this before posting, but it has wandered on longer than expected and I’m sick of waiting - it has taken me ages to slap together this meagre thousand words - at lunch, in the car and while half asleep at the keyboard at ridiculous times of night. So you’re getting it as is while I slap together what will hopefully be the last bit, asap.

Many thanks to @tsarinatorment , @janetm74 and @scribbles97 for the read throughs and support ::hugs you lots::

I have no idea what the heck this fic is doing. I’m dumping it here and going to bed. I’m exhausted ::falls flat on face::

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Waking up in hospital always sucked. The moment he smelled that far too familiar scent of sanitized and medical, he knew he had let his family down, likely worried more grey into their hair and the next few whatever time length would be required to recover would suck even more.

He hated being grounded, he hated causing pain and he hated hurting his family.

But another conscious breath supplied him with the vaguest of recaps on how he had managed to land himself here, even before he opened his eyes.

Tornado.

Gordon.

The latter was enough to slam him into full consciousness and force an attempt to fling his eyes open.

Unfortunately, whatever he had done to himself involved his head and eyes and said body parts did not appreciate being called into service in the slightest.

And there was the pain.

He groaned and brought a tubing-tethered had to his head.

His fingers encountered bandaging and swelling and ow, ow, ow.

A few calming breaths and he brought himself under control. His head throbbed, but he could manage it. Gentle finger investigations sketched out that the whole side of his head was wrapped up and it sparked worry about what exactly was wrong with him.

The last thing he remembered was Gordon and blood.

He cranked an eye open. Apparently, only one was working, the other one felt swollen shut and there were spikey things that could possibly be stitches in his eyebrow. Probably meant wonky eyebrows again, but considering the bandaging, he probably had much more than eyebrows to worry about.

But Gordon.

Where was Gordon?

He blinked and winced as it triggered his injured eye as well, but it cleared what little vision he had.

And he was confronted with red flannel.

What?

It was his shirt on arms wrapped around a tousled mop of dark hair.

It took another painful blink for the owner’s identity to register.

“Scott?” But his voice was whisper quiet and the head did not respond.

Virgil’s neck felt stiff, but he had to move, had to find Gordon.

Looking to the left, beyond his big brother he could see the end of another bed, but the curtain was in the way.

Virgil’s bed was tilted up, Scott’s head resting by his left hand. His brother appeared to be asleep, shoulders rising up and down slowly and regularly.

Virgil quietly lifted his hand up and away from his big brother and tried to reach for the curtain to move it out of the way.

He couldn’t quite touch it.

A shift on the bed, doing his best not to disturb Scott and he reached again.

“Virgil! What the hell are you doing?” A hand shoved the curtain aside.

Scott flinched and sat up, blinking. His hair stuck up in all directions.

But the voice was so Gordon, Virgil was swept with a wave of relief enough for him to collapse back against the bed. “Gords? You ‘k?”

A rustle of sheets and bare feet on linoleum, and his blond and rather pale brother shuffled into view.

Tubing, not unlike that wrapped around Virgil’s right hand, chained his brother to the bed behind him.

Meanwhile, Scott’s brain had obviously booted enough to realise what was going on.

“Gordon! What the hell are you doing?”

Gordon ignored him and shuffled closer to Virgil’s bed, his IV stand trailing behind him. But it was obvious not all was well with his little brother. He wavered a little and it was only a quick move by Scott that prevented a visit to the floor.

“Gordon what were you thinking?”

“I was thinking that I needed to see Virgil.”

Scott’s head shot around and targeted Virgil as if he hadn’t realised he was awake. “Virg?”

Virgil frowned. “Scott, you okay?”

His big brother looked awful. His eyes were red-rimmed and his complexion was grey. For a moment there, Virgil wondered which brother was doing the most holding up.

“My god, sit down, both of you.” His throat caught on the last word and he was coughing.

The world went wobbly and full of pain.

A door. Exclamations. Hands grabbed him and everything just hurt.

God.

Someone was holding him and stroking his hair.

“C’mon, honey, relax. Breathe through it.”

A blink of purple and a familiar scent. God, he just melted into his grandmother’s arms.

But...

“Scott-“

“Don’t you worry about Scotty. He’s going to get some sleep now that you are with us again.”

“Grandma-“ His brother’s voice was almost as parched as Virgil’s.

“Help Gordon back to bed and get some sleep. Use the bed you were assigned for good reason.”

There was a shuffling of feet and muttered protests, but if there was one rule in the Tracy family, it was that Grandma’s word was law.

She was still stroking his hair. “Now, Virgil, you need to relax. She nudged him back onto his pillow and he was drawn to open his eyes.

Grandma was assessing him, medical and motherly. Her hand reached out and touched his cheek. “Let’s get you some pain medication.”

“No...”

“There is no need to suffer, Virgil.” And she was thumbing the call button.

A nurse appeared and there was conversation that Virgil had no energy for. His eyes sought out Gordon who was lying on his side ever so casual like, smiling at him. His arm was swathed in bandages.

“Good to see you, bro.” The smile became a grin.

“You good?”

“Plugged and the tank has had a refill. Vintage red straight from the source.” He pointed at Scott who was now sitting on a third bed in the room, obviously too stubborn to lie down.

One flannel sleeve was loose at the cuff.

“Scott, lie down.” No wonder his brother was so pale. Virgil could guess the course of events. Determination. The arm stuck out and ready to be stuck with a needle to save his little brother.

Wouldn’t be the first time.

“I’m okay, Virgil.”

“Bullshit.” But it was quiet, because his own status wasn’t great and a tickle in his throat threatened him.

There must have been something in his expression, though, because Scott rolled his eyes and shucking off his shoes, he curled up on the bed...eyes watching both little brothers.

Why was he wearing Virgil’s clothes?

A needle appeared and something was injected into Virgil’s IV and from that point on everything was laced with fog.

John was there at one point, ever so tall and topped with copper. His musical voice asked Virgil a question involving the word tornado, but Virgil couldn’t find the energy to answer.

Alan was hugging him.

Penelope...there was a Penelope until a curtain took her away.

And then there was sleep.

Blissful, blissful sleep.

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#thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds #thunderbirds fanfiction #Virgil Tracy #Gordon Tracy #Scott Tracy #Grandma Tracy #Sally Tracy

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anothertimdrakestan · 4 years ago

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Tongue Tied - Tim Drake x Reader

Words: 2.4k

Requested? Yes! From a lovely anon!

“Hello lovely author, may I please request a Tim x reader who start as nerd friends, then she finds out about him being Red Robin before he can tell her, and then Red Robin saves her one day and she lets slip that she knows it's Tim. With her smarts, she's able to help him with cases and missions, and the batfam is impressed by how smart she is. You can choose whether it's a romantic ending or not, that's up to you. I just feel like smart Tim needs to be seen more. Thanks😊”

LINK TO PROMPTS & MASTERLIST -> REQUESTS ARE STILL OPEN!

When I tell you I love me a smart reader I LOVE ME A SMART READER! Thank you so much for the wonderful request! Strap in dear anon you set me up for a long one and I really said “get in the car!” I hope you enjoy ; )

In the midst of a mental breakdown you let the flashbacks ensue, that’s the only correct way to lose your mind as everything you thought you knew crumbled around you right?

First you remembered “meeting” Tim Drake-Wayne for the first time. You always put meeting in quotes because you’d been in love with him for months and had sleuthed out his favorite coffee shop just to stumble into him. And because you’re you, nothing can really go as planned can it? Your plan to stumble into Tim was taken more literally when he caught you from tripping as you tried to enter the store, as you pulled yourself from his chest you felt your cheeks redden immediately.

“Oh my gosh I am such a klutz I’m so sorry” he looked flustered himself, nervously fidgeting with his sweatshirt sleeve. “Oh uh, no problem, are you okay?” he up from his jacket to meet your eyes, and though he’d never tell you his heart melted on the spot, his brother Dick defined it as “love at first sight” but that seemed too cheesy. “I’m fine! You going in here too? This is my favorite spot!” you shook off the nerves, making your way into the cafe. Tim followed you in, and to your surprise paid for your drink. Sitting at a little bar you pulled out some of your college textbooks before you realized Tim and slipped into the seat next to you.

“You in college?” his voice made you jump, your head jolting up. “Oh - no! I just think this kinda stuff is interesting. Math can predict everything ya know!” you slid your textbook between the two of you, feeling Tim’s shoulder lightly brush yours as he leaned in to read it. “Totally! Like even the golden ratio in nature!” Tim explained excitedly.

That day turned into texting every single day and hanging out whenever Tim could, and it slowly developed into a best friendship.

How did you not see the red flags like how Tim could rarely, almost never hangout at night? Or how he’d have strange bruises scattered across his body. Tim always looked dead tired but you knew he didn’t do any activities after school, to be honest the math just didn’t add up, so you took to investigating before making a conclusion - as any good scientist would. And because he’s a messy teenage boy investigation was easy.

While over at the manor Bruce had called Tim to W.E. for some sort of emergency press conference about his younger brother Damian biting a reporter, the interview was only supposed to be a half an hour. So, Tim left you with snacks and Youtube in his room while he threw on a suit and tie, which he looked like an absolute five course meal in - that wasn’t the point. You took the opportunity the riffle through his room, not exactly sure what you were looking for as you pawed through stacks of overdue assignments and dirty clothes.

With deep breaths you relived the moment that hadn’t stopped playing in your head, finding his Red Robin suit. Throwing open his closet you stifled a laugh at his pajama pants and ratty t-shirts but you choked on air when a deep red and black suit fell from the top of his closet onto your face. Thinking it was some sort of halloween costume you held it up and realized what you were touching. It made sense, the late nights, bruises, frantic cancellations, it all added up except that Tim was the sweetest person you knew, the most loving soul you knew was kicking ass while you struggled through trigonometry.

Unable to comprehend what was happening you put everything away and went home, shooting Tim some bullshit excuse about your family as your ran up to your room and began making a list - comparing Tim’s absences to Red Robin sightings, googling photos of Red Robin and drawing comparisons to the way he held himself like your best friend. There truly was no denying - Tim Drake was the Red Robin. Then it hit you like a truck - Bruce Wayne was Batman. And you assumed all of Tim’s adoptive family were vigilantes as well. You didn’t sleep that night, trying to make google searches that didn’t give anything away while trying to make a list of everything you discovered.

Tim was Red Robin. You still couldn’t wrap your mind around it. So you sat in your room at 4am, crying. Because Tim was probably out risking his life for years without you knowing. Everytime you yelled at him for cancelling plans was probably because he was out saving lives and he took all your anger, he let you berate him for scrapping his knees when it was probably the fucking Joker whooping his ass. Is it right to apologize? To tell him what you found out and try to move on with the friendship. Is this like a “now that you know I have to kill you” kinda thing? You weren’t exactly ready to die.

It seemed like Tim’s secret to keep, it was difficult at first to keep the facade that you didn’t know what he was doing at night, you just tried to always be understanding and appreciative of all the time he made for you. You fell back into the lull of best-friendship, Robin or not, Tim was the best person you knew.

“You’re in love with her Drake” Damian chided, almost annoyed with Tim’s ambivalence on the topic of his life long crush. “Am not, she’s my best friend. It’s not my fault you don’t understand friendships demon” Tim spat back, keeping his head down to hide his blush. “I’m with the demon, you practically worship the ground she walks on” Jason called, drinking straight from.a carton of milk as Dick cried out in disgust before adding his own opinion to the mess that was Tim’s love life. “Sorry kid it’s 3 to 1 which means you have to ask her out for real, remember last time?” Tim glared at the mention of his failed date proposal where you thought he was speaking in strictly hypotheticals. “You can’t out vote me on my own feelings” Tim groaned. “All in favor of allowing us to out vote Tim?” The three raised their hands again as Tim stomped up to his room, he planned on going on a peaceful patrol to plan his dream date for you.

A couple weeks into knowing Tim’s secret you learned that if you climbed to the roof of your apartment building you could see Batman and whomever he took out for patrol flipping around the city late at night. It had become a nightly routine and you’d grown to be able to identify the hero by their style of movement, your notebook filled with notes and sketches about each boy or girl. Then when you hungout with Tim you could match a vigilante’s mannerisms with one of his siblings, it was simple science really. Then you began taking down notes about whoever the Bats were fighting if it was public, discovering little facts and trying to slip Tim subconscious knowledge, it was the least you could do to help your favorite boy on earth.

But that wasn’t enough, you wanted in on the excitement of crime fighting, to have more knowledge than was on broadcast TV. So you took to the streets of Gotham armed with pepper spray, a pocket knife, and a notepad. You learned tidbits of information that you poured over, working it together until you’d solved a case, then you’d slip hypothetical ideas to Tim throughout the hours of hanging out. You felt like a real life hero, and you were getting better by the day.

“Jeez Tim it’s like you’ve been working double time! You’re solving cases before they’re even on B’s radar, what’s your secret kid genius?” Dick was stretching on the BatComputer while Tim feverishly typed in his newest solve. “Well I hangout with Y/N! She’s like a good luck charm dude I also get the best ideas when I’m with her! It’s pure magic bro I’m telling you” Tim explained as he frantically finished his report. “Lovers do have that effect! So when are you gonna tell her you’re in loveeeeee” Dick cooed as Tim shook his head. “Shut up Dickwing I’m working” was all he could give Dick without blushing or mixing up his words. He just had to plan something perfect.

But it never was perfect was it?

Kill Croc was out in the sewer, and you’d taken it upon yourself to help Tim out, you knew people who knew some of the people that helped out Croc and you were determined to find him first at any cost. That’s how you accidentally ended up in a dirty drug deal.

“Hey Timbers, you’re gonna wanna get to my location asap, I’m pretty sure your girlfriend is in trouble and it would be rude of me not to offer her saving to you” Jason heard a scramble from the other side of the comm as Tim confirmed he was on the way. He watched carefully as you searched for an escape from your capture, normally he would’ve busted the drug dealers for capturing teenagers by now but he was feeling magnanimous, deciding to give Tim the opportunity to save an unsuspecting but terrified Y/N.

There were definitely no clear exits, you cursed yourself for getting too close. You were not Red Robin, you played the long game you didn’t rush into the arms of armed drug dealers in the name of the law. Your heart was beating out of your chest as they pointed a gun at you, forcing you to walk towards a sketchy delivery truck with the other kids. “Ooh totally not gonna happen!” a familiar voice cheered as glass windows shattered, none other than your best friend stood with a grin. He looked hot as fu- not the time, not the time.

“Come any closer we’ll blow her brains out!” you felt a loaded pistol connect with the back of your head as you froze, begging to any god to live and promising not to be a field agent ever again. “That’ll be pretty hard without your gun dumbass” Tim called as four batarangs knocked the guns out of all the guy’s hands. Red Hood, who you knew was Jason Todd, burst through the back windows, guns raised. “I thought we had a deal you sorry bitches. Now let these kids go or I’ll show you what blowing brains out really looks like” the men froze, letting everyone escape.

“Too late for us, but we’re taking the pretty girl with us!” one of the men had picked up their gun, aiming it straight between your eyes and firing. You screeched when a flash of red jumped in front of you. Almost in slomo you watched the bullet connect with Tim’s body. Your scream was deafened by Red Hood’s guns as he knocked all the men completely out. Rushing to Tim’s side you pulling his head into your lap. “Tim! Oh my god Tim are you okay!” you cried as Red Robin pulled off his domino mask to reveal a very confused Tim Drake. “Kevlar, I’m fine, bullets pack a punch but it just knocked the wind out of me, how did you know who I was?” Tim sat up, showing you the bullet sized dent in his suit.

“We should go somewhere else and I can explain” you smiled sheepishly, letting Tim put his cowl back on as he loops his arm around your waist, pulling you to the top of the nearest building.

“YOU’VE KNOWN FOR MONTHS” Tim looked shocked as you explained how you figured it out and how you’ve been helping him out for weeks. “Should I have told you? I’m really sorry I just didn’t know I felt like you’d tell me when you were ready” you flinched at Tim’s shout and he calmed down. “To be honest I don’t know, you’re one of few that know who I am, but I’m glad you know, makes this even better” Tim added the last part softly, placing his hand on your cheek to lift your lips to his. Your eyes widened in shock before fluttering closed, kissing him back. The build up of months detangled itself in a night, and kissing Tim was just as perfect as you’d imagined all those years ago.

“So you’ve really been solving all those cases and you didn’t even tell me! You’re totally amazing at it!” Tim added, almost as if he’d been thinking during the kiss. “Yeah it’s pretty fun, you’re still gonna let me help right? I’m not stopping now!” you poked Tim’s chest while he thought. “I mean I’m pretty sure Babs needs a partner, but no ground work, you saw how well that went tonight, but it’ll be good to have a partner who finally knows everything” Tim exhaled, letting everything off his chest.

“Partners!” you smiled, leaning in to seal the deal with a kiss.

“This is totally epic” you stood stunned as the BatCave shined in all it’s glory. “I mean yeah it’s pretty cool, look this is my actual suit, I bet the one you saw was an older model!” Tim let you around the cave, showing off his favorite parts. You squeezed his hand trying to convey how excited you were. “I’m gonna be a better detective than you soon Timmy” you teased as Tim showed you the ropes of the BatComputer. “In your dreams babe” he rolled his eyes. “Babe huh? Didn’t realize you asked me out” you scrunched your nose at Tim while he blushed. “Oh uh, see I meant to, but yeah, I definitely should do that like-” you cut him off “yes Tim I’ll be your girlfriend you idiot” you laughed at how tongue tied the loveable boy was. You weren’t going to pretend like you didn’t get flustered around him either - you practically tripped on your own feet the first time you met him, but look how far you’d came from there.

From friends to partners to lovers and probably everything in between, you were finally Tim’s in every way, working side by side was the best thing to ever happen to both of you. That’s not quite right. Tim Drake himself was just simply the best thing that’s ever happened to you. And you to him. And that’s truly love at it’s finest.

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satorisa · 3 years ago

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Falling: Chapter 3 - In Which the Boys Have the Best Sleepover Ever

Rating: T

Summary: "I wanna forget all this burden in my past."

Alternate Reading: AO3

Because the best sleepovers involve watching Studio Ghibli movies, right?

With the May holidays coming up, Daisuke’s parents planned to go out of town to visit their college friends. Grandpa Daiki had left for Italy about a week earlier with a close friend to enjoy wood-fired pizzas, lemons the size of his face, and the beautiful, Sicilian breeze. And so, until Grandpa Daiki returned to Japan the Monday of the holiday week, it was unanimously decided that Daisuke would spend the weekend at the Saehara household.

“What’s the occasion?” Risa asked when she saw the duffel bag Daisuke had that Friday morning. “Running away from home?”

Daisuke nearly protested when Takeshi swooped in, wrapping his arm around Daisuke’s shoulder. “Nope! He’s sleeping over at my place for the weekend! Are ya—” Takeshi began to bounce his eyebrows. “—jealous?”

Risa laughed. “Jealous? Of not being invited to your ham fest? Puh-lease.”

Satoshi appeared on the other side of Daisuke and silently waved at Risa. She returned the gesture.

“Congrats on waking up early again, Hiwatari-kun. You’ve been on a roll lately.”

“Thank you.”

“So,” Risa asked with a grin, “what do you guys have planned for your super special sleepover?”

“I think we’re baking this evening,” Daisuke answered. “Then we’re marathoning Studio Ghibli films.”

“Absolute classics,” Takeshi interjected.

“Tomorrow, we’re taking Satoshi out to buy some clothes and…uh…spend the rest of the evening talking until we fall asleep.”

“For our brotherhood,” Takeshi interjected again.

“And then we’ll spend the rest of Sunday watching Studio Ghibli movies until we pass out.”

Risa blinked before she started laughing. “Actually, I take that back. I’m a little jealous I’m not invited.”

“You can’t sleep over, of course, but you’re free to join us!” Takeshi said, excitement dripping with each syllable.

She just smiled. “I’ll let you know if I can.”

…

Since Risa had lunch plans with Ritsuko that day, the boys decided to eat in Daisuke’s classroom. They needed to meet up before they headed home for the weekend to prepare themselves for Risa’s potential company.

“Boys,” Takeshi said as he sat down, “I shot my shot.”

“Congrats,” Daisuke said as he unwrapped his bread.

“Did you have to invite her over?” Satoshi grumbled, digging into the bento Takeshi packed for them that morning.

“Look, I get that you’ve got issues, but what’s the worst thing that could happen? Is she gonna try to get you alone to finagle information about Dark from you?”

Satoshi looked at Takeshi straight in the eye and knocked on the desk. Takeshi broke out in raucous laugher, and both Takeshi and Daisuke knocked on the desks they sat at in solidarity.

“I don’t think she’ll do that, though,” Daisuke reassured. “I think she was genuinely interested in what we’re actually doing.”

“I know,” Takeshi said with a smug smile. “She was hooked the moment you said we’re baking later.”

“Don’t tell me you tailored this weekend just for her,” Satoshi said.

“What little faith do you have in me?” Takeshi feigned offence. “I tailored this weekend just for you.”

Satoshi shrugged. “Could’ve fooled me.”

Takeshi shot him a quick glare before downing several large bites of his lunch. He chased it with water and, after a loud burp, he met both Daisuke’s and Satoshi’s gazes.

“Alrighty boys, let’s set some ground rules for this weekend if we so happen to find ourselves in Harada-imouto’s presence.” He raised a finger. “1) We do not joke about or discuss my crush on her around her. If she finds out, you are dead to me.” He raised another finger. “2) Satoshi is not to be left alone with her at all. For his safety. And, uh—” Takeshi put his hand down. “—that’s about it.”

“Um…I think I need to add one more rule,” Daisuke said.

“Aight. Add away.”

“3) Risa-chan cannot be left alone with me, either.”

Satoshi focused on his bento, picking at the eggs with his chopsticks. Takeshi leaned in, eyes glistening with curiosity.

“What secrets are you hiding from me, oh dear best friend?”

…

One of the underclassmen from the art club caught Satoshi on the way to the shoe lockers, so Takeshi went ahead while Satoshi talked to them. They quickly chatted about the en plein air social the club had planned during the holidays before going on their merry way with an enthusiastic farewell.

Those cute underclassmen of his were starting to grow on him.

After he switched his shoes out, he spotted Takeshi and Daisuke waiting by the entrance. He expected to leave with them to enjoy a fun evening with the boys when a familiar pink ribbon came into his field of vision.

“Hey, guys!” Risa greeted while Ritsuko, who trailed behind her, waved. “My parents said I could come over for some baked goods this evening! Mind if Ritsuko tags along?”

“The more, the merrier!” Takeshi said. “Welcome aboard the fun train, Fukuda!”

“I’m just here to steal your recipe for Valentine’s Day.”

He laughed, and the group was about to head out when Satoshi’s phone rang. He saw Inspector Saehara’s caller ID and picked up.

“Sorry to ruin yer plans and all, but somethin’ urgent just popped up that needs to be done ASAP.”

“Is it more urgent than baking?”

“I know you’re upset, Satoshi, but—”

“I’m telling Saehara-san that you called me in for work and ruined my youthful sleepover.”

“Satoshi, please don’t call—”

He hung up. The group looked at him in awe.

“Sorry, but something came up at the station. Have fun for me.”

…

Inspected Saehara locked the door to the office behind him. Satoshi glared at the older man, and he just guffawed.

“I’m really sorry, Satoshi.”

Fuming, he ignored Inspector Saehara’s apology and marched back home without him. When he arrived, Risa and Ritsuko were long gone. A half-eaten cake sat on the table, and Takeshi and Daisuke were playing a video game in the living room.

They looked away from the TV and, instead of greeting him, they started laughing at him for being a young professional. Satoshi’s eyebrows furrowed more as he ignored them, chucking his school bag at the sofa (narrowly missing Takeshi) before helping himself to some cake.

Plate in hand, Satoshi sat on the floor by Daisuke before having a bite. (Dark chocolate with ganache. Delectably moist, decadently rich and, most importantly, not too sweet.)

He watched them play while eating his cake, purposefully ignoring Inspector Saehara when he finally arrived with dinner. They all gathered in the living room, digging into the fried chicken as they began their movie marathon. They watched Princess Mononoke first since it was Inspector Saehara’s favorite film from the Studio Ghibli collection but, when the old man began to snore halfway through, Takeshi banished him to the master bedroom, and his muffled snores accompanied Joe Hisaishi’s ethereal score until the movie ended.

Daisuke ducked into the downstairs bathroom to get ready for bed in case he fell asleep while watching the movies, so Satoshi went upstairs to change and freshen up when he saw a text from Risa.

She sent him a picture from earlier; the girls stood to the left, guys on the right, as they framed the cake in the middle. The message underneath read: “had lots of fun earlier! hope we can do this again soon!”

Satoshi blinked, wondering what prompted Risa to text him. They only ever messaged each other to confirm plans with the group or to find each other in crowds: general housekeeping more than anything.

Satoshi: Did Fukuda steal the recipe?

Risa: yup! she’s got it stashed away on her phone! :)

He wondered what possessed him to message her, but the speed at which she replied with was astounding. His phone pinged again, and he saw another text from her.

Risa: how’s the movie marathon?

Satoshi: We just finished watching Princess Mononoke.

Risa: good choice! wish I could’ve stayed longer to watch with you guys :(

Satoshi: You’re still welcome to join us on Sunday if you’d like.

Risa: i’ll see if i can! thanks for the invite, hiwatari-kun!”

Satoshi sat at his desk, focused on his phone. And when Risa no longer responded, he left his phone on his desk to charge before heading downstairs. Daisuke was still taking a shower, but Takeshi was in the kitchen making hot cocoa.

When Takeshi saw Satoshi, he pulled him into a hug.

“Bro, thank you for inviting Risa over on Sunday.”

…

The boys breezed through more of the Studio Ghibli catalogue, getting through Castle in the Sky, Nausicaä of the Valley of the Wind, until they began to fall asleep while watching Porco Rosso. Takeshi leaned on Satoshi’s left shoulder, snoring at a tolerable volume and occasionally mumbling something in gibberish. Daisuke leaned on Satoshi’s right shoulder, cheek smushed into Satoshi’s upper arm while he hung onto Satoshi’s appendage like a sloth.

And Satoshi, enamored by the Studio Ghibli magic that gave life to a story about a pilot-turned-pig in the Adriatic Sea, watched on. And only when the credits began, with its calming music, did Satoshi join his friends.

…

Satoshi woke up to hear something sizzling on the stove. He rubbed his eyes awake before sitting up on the sofa. The blanket that covered him rolled off his chest as the cool air from the AC hit him, and he saw Takeshi and Daisuke in the kitchen.

(Inspector Saehara was not in the kitchen, but Satoshi picked out his snores from the room in the lulls of the sound of breakfast.)

When he finally came to, he joined the duo. He silently greeted them while he began to make coffee, filling up the kettle for some hot water.

Satoshi stood separated from the bustle in the kitchen, watching the kettle while Takeshi and Daisuke made small talk. Only when the kettle clicked did Satoshi move as he began to grind the coffee beans. He made enough coffee for Inspector Saehara to have his daily two cups and poured some out for the boys before joining them at the table.

“Dude, Satoshi’s coffee is to die for.”

Daisuke laughed before taking a sip. His face lit up, surprised, before he took another sip. “Wow, this is great! Thanks, Satoshi!”

He just nodded. Silent.

Even though he hadn’t said a word all morning, the guys didn’t force him to join their conversation. They let him be, just like he wanted, as he relished in this moment.

After they said their thanks, they dug into the breakfast. And while Satoshi silently ate, listening to Takeshi and Daisuke talk about the most menial of things, Satoshi genuinely wished that they could do this again.

…

Commissioner Hiwatari never took Satoshi out to shop for clothes. He would come home with items that somehow always fit but were always more fashionable than comfortable or practical. (And, if Satoshi had to be honest, he hated everything Commissioner Hiwatari bought him.)

Satoshi thought Takeshi would take him to a Uniqlo or SHIPS, but the trio found themselves in front of the department store.

“…with what money are we buying my clothes?” Satoshi asked, adjusting the tote slung over his shoulder.

“Ma said to charge it as a business expense.”

“…how?”

Takeshi shrugged before rolling up his sleeves. “Alright, fellas, we’ve got one job today, so let’s stay focused. No distractions!”

“Says the one who always gets distracted by the food and kitchen appliances,” Daisuke joked.

Takeshi glared before they walked in, politely turning down the makeup samples they could bring back to their “girlfriends” as they made their way to the escalator. Daisuke and Takeshi pulled their phones out as they ascended, but Satoshi looked down at the sprawling floor in awe. Everything shone, neatly displayed or folded, and he was too enthralled by the sight that he didn’t feel the pang of regret that often accompanied him finally experiencing something he should’ve long experienced as a child.

When they made it to the floor that housed the men’s section, mannequins dressed in sleek suits greeted them. Satoshi recognized those brands as the high-end ones that made up most of Commissioner Hiwatari’s closet, and Satoshi marched on to find something less expensive. He passed by some popular streetwear brands, only known to him because of Takeshi and Daisuke’s mild interest in fashion, until he finally found more subdued pieces of clothing that catered to his tastes.

“Satoshi, uh, that brand’s—”

Takeshi’s warning came too late. Satoshi looked at the tag, and the price bounced in his head. It was too damn expensive for a casual sweater, so much so that seeing that many numbers together physically hurt.

“Takeshi, this was a terrible idea.”

“Bro, you literally aren’t even trying right now.”

“But—” Satoshi gestured to the clothes surrounding them. “—there’s too much to look through. And they’re probably all pricey.”

Takeshi sighed. “Just ask someone to help you.”

“I’m sorry?”

“Just go up to one of the attendants and ask them to help you. I’m sure they can find something for you.”

Satoshi just blinked, looking at Takeshi like he had said something in Russian. Takeshi returned Satoshi’s confused expression, and Daisuke laughed when he finally caught on.

“Are you too nervous to ask them for help?” Daisuke asked.

Satoshi Hiwatari, literal kid detective, college graduate at the tender age of fourteen, terrified to ask for help at the department store?

Absolutely.

Takeshi smirked, and Satoshi sighed, leaving the thoroughly entertained duo before asking one of the attendants for help. She directed him to a brand he wasn’t familiar with, but Satoshi liked the style and, most importantly, enjoyed the price point.

And after Satoshi tried on what he picked out, narrowing down the pile of clothes he brought with him to the fitting room, they paid before heading downstairs so Takeshi could fawn over the food. Satoshi followed him, wondering what samples he could taste, while Daisuke went off to grab something for Riku when he visited her during the holidays.

After stopping Takeshi from buying an extravagant set of chocolates, Satoshi spotted a familiar pink ribbon tying back brown locks. Lo and behold, Harada Risa was in her natural habitat at the department store, admiring the cases full of desserts while she carried a basket of impeccable looking strawberries in her hand. He ducked behind the closest fruit stand.

“Takeshi!” he harshly whispered.

“Ye?”

“Harada is here!”

Satoshi motioned towards the preoccupied girl, and Takeshi’s face lit up. What a serendipitous occasion for them to meet at the department store! But a familiar mop of red popped into his field of vision and was in the peripheries of a certain girl who would most definitely stop him were she to see him.

Thus, by virtue of the bro code, Rule Number 3 of this sleepover took precedent. But it also gave Takeshi a fantastic opportunity.

“I’ll distract her,” Takeshi whispered. “Get Daisuke out of here.”

“Where do we meet up?”

“Men’s section. We should be safe there.”

Satoshi nodded.

“Harada-chan!”

She turned around and greeted Takeshi. Satoshi couldn’t hear what they were talking about, but she saw Daisuke briskly walk towards him. He ducked behind the stand next to Satoshi, and they silently watched Takeshi lead her away for them to escape.

May his shot go well.

…

“So, what’s the real reason why you can’t be left alone with Harada?” Satoshi asked as the two of them sat down in the men’s section.

“Is Riku being jealous of her sister not a good enough reason?”

“I’m sure it’s part of the reason, but I feel like that’s not the whole thing.”

“Is that your detective instinct?”

“No. You’re just a little too obvious sometimes,” Satoshi said with a smile.

Daisuke sighed while Satoshi directed his attention to the passersby. A frantic woman passed by, quickly talking to someone on the phone in English.

“It’s just…Risa-chan has been a lot more clingy lately to the point that Riku’s starting to get annoyed with how much time I spend with her. And I’m having a sneaking suspicion that it has something to do with Dark.”

“Like residual feelings of some sort?”

“Yeah, but I don’t know what do with that.”

“Talk to her about it?”

“I can’t do that.”

“Why? Because you’re dating her sister?”

“Yeah. That’s one of the reasons, but I also don’t want to put her on the spot for it, especially if she doesn’t know what she’s doing.”

“Is that why you were a little too excited to hear about Takeshi’s feelings for her?”

“Yeah,” Daisuke sheepishly admitted. “It’s the easiest way to resolve it. A win-win situation for everyone involved.”

“That involves Harada returning his feelings.”

“There’s always a chance.”

“You’re holding onto a slim hope, then.”

Daisuke laughed. “Better to be optimistic, I always say.”

“Well, I’m sure there are other guys in our grade we could always…gently persuade to pursue Harada were she to turn down Takeshi’s feelings.”

His friend shook his head in disbelief that Satoshi even suggested such an idea while Satoshi laughed. If Takeshi couldn’t worm his way into Risa’s heart, no one else in their grade would be able to. Only a person with such outstanding confidence like Takeshi could handle Risa’s overwhelming personality.

Either that or…

That wasn’t a train of thought he was willing to entertain. Not now. And, hopefully, not ever.

Satoshi spotted Takeshi’s spiky hair in his peripheries as he rode up the escalator, shining with jubilee.

“Hello, men,” he greeted as the enthusiasm faded from his face. “What the hell have you two been talking about to make y’all look like death?”

“We’re bracing ourselves for the interrogation later by screening our answers,” Satoshi answered.

Takeshi glared at him.

…

“You did what?”

Mama Saehara’s voice boomed through the house. The boys just arrived, and they stood at the entrance, removing their shoes while trying to make as little noise as possible.

Satoshi had never heard her sound like that. Her voice always had a light and cheerful tone despite her powerful looks, yet she sounded exactly like he expected her to in that moment.

“It was an emergency!” Inspector Saehara retorted. “I know that he had plans an’ all, but—”

“But what? You think work is more important than what you made him miss?”

“Well—”

Mama Saehara screamed a flurry of French, and Inspector Saehara gasped before replying to whatever she just said in Japanese. Takeshi sighed as they bickered on.

“I’m sorry about this, y’all.”

“It’s fine,” Daisuke said. “My parents get like this sometimes, too. Even grandpa has his moments.”

Satoshi blinked. It sounded like Inspector Saehara and Mama Saehara were arguing over what happened yesterday, but he didn’t realize they would get so heated over something like that. Satoshi had completely gotten over being called to work when he woke up that morning, so he couldn’t empathize with them arguing about it.

“Is this normal?” Satoshi asked.

“Honestly, I’m surprised it took you this long to hear them like this, but I guess they’ve probably been holdin’ back because of you.”

Mama Saehara let out another exasperated string of words in French. Inspector Saehara demanded she repeat it in Japanese, taunting her, and she did without any hesitation. The boys gasped.

“I thought they got along,” Satoshi said.

“They do,” Takeshi said. “I mean, how else could they have been married for this long?”

“But—”

“This is normal!” Takeshi assured. “Besides, what family doesn’t argue?”

Daisuke nodded. Satoshi, however, decided he had had enough of the petty argument and marched into the kitchen to try to diffuse the situation.

Inspector Saehara sat at the table with his phone leaning against his mug. He looked up from the screen and balked at the sight of Satoshi before shooting him an awkward smile.

“Hey, Satoshi,” Inspector Saehara greeted. “How was yer trip to the department store?”

“Good.”

He expected Inspector Saehara to reply or for Mama Saehara to say something to him. She just grumbled something in French.

Inspector Saehara gasped.

“Have you no shame in cussin’ me out in a different language in front of our son?”

It was Satoshi’s turn to gasp. If only to lighten the situation.

Inspector Saehara cracked a smile.

…

Chips and beer in hand, Inspector Saehara retreated to the master bedroom. And, arms full of snacks, the boys retreated to Takeshi and Satoshi’s room upstairs. Satoshi sat at his desk, attempting to tidy his mess, while Takeshi and Daisuke sat on Takeshi’s bed, sharing an opened bag of chips.

“So…” Takeshi began.

“So…” Satoshi echoed.

Takeshi glared at Satoshi, and he smirked back. Daisuke laughed at his friend’s antics before munching on a handful of chips, cutting through the tension in the room.

“Tell us why you like Risa-chan,” Daisuke started.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Takeshi asked. “She’s adorable.”

“Then why’d you only start liking her recently?” Satoshi quipped.

“Hey, if you wanna take the floor, then you spill.”

“Do you want to cry?”

Both Daisuke and Takeshi looked at Satoshi, mortified, but he just laughed. Perhaps it was in bad taste to joke about what had happened to him, but Satoshi didn’t have any deep secrets or life problems to spill besides it.

Takeshi pouted. “You’re disqualified from speaking from here on out.”

Satoshi gave him a thumbs up with a smile. Takeshi returned it before he began to rock back and forth like a metronome.

“Honestly, I don’t really know, man,” Takeshi admitted. “After Harada-ane moved away and Harada-imouto started to hang out with us a lot more, I jus’ started to pay more attention to her an’ all. Next thing ya know, I’m daydreamin’ about her in class.”

Daisuke nodded while Satoshi blinked. He didn’t mind talks of romance when casually mentioned or joked about, but he felt uncomfortable hearing Takeshi talk about it so sincerely. He opened the box of matcha Pocky and hoped no one noticed him snacking on something he would never willingly choose.

“And I can’t help it even though I think she’s got her heart set on another guy.”

Satoshi bit the stick of Pocky in half. His eyes bounced from Daisuke and Takeshi, noting Takeshi’s growing impatience and Daisuke’s obvious awkwardness.

Takeshi’s keenness never failed to surprise Satoshi.

“She probably likes you, Daisuke.”

“What? No…”

“Bro, have you seen how she acts around you? Look, man, I know you’re dense, but you can’t be that obtuse.”

Daisuke glanced over at Satoshi, eyes begging for help. But Satoshi zipped his lips, keeping to Takeshi’s words from earlier. And, honestly, he wanted no part in this conversation at all.

“Daisuke, please, be honest with me. I promise I’ll try my best not to take it personally.”

He sighed. “…I know. I’ve known for a while now, but I don’t know if she knows. And even if she does know, I don’t think she wants to acknowledge it.”

“Does she like you because you’re you or because you were Dark Mousy’s host or something like that?”

“I don’t know. I’m sure most of her feelings are coming from her residual feelings for Dark, but Riku also just moved away. I wouldn’t be surprised if she started getting attached to me, to us, to fill the void of her sister.”

Takeshi groaned before grabbing his pillow and digging his head into it. “Unrequited feelings suck, man.”

Daisuke nodded while Satoshi bobbed his head in reflex. He remembered the pang he felt when he realized how important Risa was to him despite knowing how she felt for Dark. His burgeoning feelings, no matter how fleeting, still haunted his mind. Somehow, someway, Risa always crawled into his life uninvited.

Unlike Takeshi, however, he couldn’t welcome any of those feelings he had for her.

Luckily, his friends didn’t notice his absent-minded expression as he stared at nothing in particular and precariously balanced the stick of Pocky in his mouth. When he came back to the conversation, Takeshi had a devilish smile on his face while he nudged a red-faced Daisuke with his elbow.

“Come on, you can tell us how far you’ve gone with Harada-ane!”

“Absolutely not!”

…

Satoshi woke up.

Daisuke and Takeshi were still asleep. And he was about to fall back asleep considering how late the trio had stayed up, but he saw slivers of light blue filtering through the blinds and the lethargic haze clouding his mind cleared up despite the sleep deprivation.

He sent Takeshi and Inspector Saehara a message saying he’d be out just in case they woke up while he was gone and, phone in hand, he left the house to grab breakfast for everyone. There was a coffeeshop by the police station he was partial to, and he didn’t mind taking the slight commute to get there.

Satoshi rarely found himself this alert so early in the morning, but he enjoyed the calm stillness of Azumano at dawn. If he began to consistently wake up at this time, he wouldn’t mind adding a morning walk to his daily routine.

He didn’t think the coffeeshop would be so busy on a Sunday morning, yet he saw a large group huddled around the register when he arrived. Satoshi noted how young they looked and wondered why a group of teens would be willingly awake this early on a Sunday until he saw Ritsuko intently looking at a tablet in her hands.

He went up to her. “Robotics competition?”

She turned towards him, initially shocked to see him there, but a smile quickly settled onto her face. “Yeah. It’s just an invitational, but we’re hoping to win something at least.”

“Good luck.”

“Thanks!” she said. “How’s your sleepover going so far?”

“Fun.”

She smirked. “Did you actually fall asleep last night?”

“Yeah. And I woke up early.”

“Unfortunately?”

“Fortunately. I’m sort of starting to like mornings.”

She laughed. “Well, I wish you the best of luck on your transition to become an early bird.”

The barista called their order, and the group swarmed around the counter. Ritsuko stood up and slipped the tablet into her bag.

“Sorry to cut this short, but we’ve got to head out now. See you around?”

“Of course. Kick their asses.”

Ritsuko blinked, taken aback by Satoshi’s choice of words before letting out a hearty laugh. “Saehara-kun really has rubbed off on you.”

After Ritsuko left with her club, Satoshi ordered. He waited at a table by the counter, enjoying the ambiance and the light muzak as he skimmed through the news on his phone.

After they called his name, he ambled home with the food and drinks in hand, watching Azumano wake up with every step he took. As the sun continued to rise and the sorbet-colored sky turned its usual hue of blue, he saw stores open, joggers zoom by him, and the occasional group of elderly women briskly walk past him. Everything felt different from the lunchtime hustle, the evening rush, like a car engine humming to life instead of zooming down the highway.

He really could get used to this.

When he returned home, the house was still. He began to unpack the food from the bags when he heard heavy footsteps barrel downstairs. Satoshi froze in place, and the sight of Takeshi coming into the kitchen couldn’t shake off the fear.

“Bro, Harada-imouto’s coming over around lunchtime later!”

“Cool.”

“Why do you look like you’ve seen a ghost?”

“You, um, scared me. With the loud noises and all.”

“Aw shit, fam. I’m sorry.”

“Don’t worry about it.”

Takeshi then noticed the food that Satoshi brought. He began to open the containers in excitement until he found an order he knew belonged to him. His face lit up before opening his arms. A proud grin eclipsed his face.

“Come here, brotha!”

“Too early. Hard pass…brotha.”

…

The boys (and Inspector Saehara) sat at the dining table, stiff from anticipation for Risa’s arrival. Inspector Saehara learned about his son’s feelings for the Saehara household guest after asking why the hell his son was making that much racket so damn early in the morning and, fully supporting his son’s infatuations, helped the boys clean up and splurge on some food from that fancy place he knew the Harada family frequented.

His boy’s gotta make a good impression somehow.

So, when they heard the doorbell ring, exactly at noon, they looked at Takeshi, begging him to let her in. They held their breath, pitying the lovesick fool when they heard his usual, confident babbling turn clumsy as he stumbled over his words. But when they heard the door close and saw Risa walk in, wearing a t-shirt dress that definitely leaned towards a casual ensemble for a day with friends than an outfit to catch a boy’s attention, they cautiously glanced at Takeshi to see his perception on Risa’s uncharacteristic fashion choice.

The boy was too ecstatic at her company that he was blind to her obvious message about how she truly felt about this.

Was this a success? Or a failure? They couldn’t tell.

“So,” Risa began. “what’s the plan?”

…

Risa insisted on starting with Whisper of the Heart.

Satoshi expected it have that whimsical fantasy that permeated the films he watched the evening before, but it didn’t. It had the whimsy, for sure, but he couldn’t connect with the realism of the film. So, while Risa, Daisuke, and Takeshi waxed poetic about the youthful vigor in the couple’s ending, the sentiment was lost on him, and he dismissed himself on the kitchen to “grab a snack” while the trio argued over what to watch next.

He stood next to Inspector Saehara who sat at the table that allowed for prime viewing of his son’s adolescence. He had a laptop in front of him, with Mama Saehara on the screen, and Satoshi waved to her. She didn’t notice since she seemed preoccupied with something else on her end.

“I didn’t realize you were in a call with her.”

“She’s just here to get real-time updates on Takeshi crushing over the Harada kid. We’re not actually having a conversation.”

“Because of what happened yesterday?”

“What do you mean what—” Inspector Saehara didn’t finish his sentence. He just began to laugh. “Oh, that? That’s nothing.”

“Nothing? But…”

“It happens all the time. Me an’ Ma are always arguin’ over somethin’. It happens with those yer close to, yanno?”

No, Satoshi didn’t know. The bemused expression on his face said everything, and Inspector Saehara guffawed.

“It’ll happen one day whether you’ll like it or not. Just don’t hate us when it happens, alright?”

Takeshi came in. “Bro, we’re starting My Neighbor Totoro! Hurry up!”

Satoshi nodded, following Takeshi back to the living room without any resolution to his conversation with Inspector Saehara.

He sat down in the recliner, distant from the trio on the couch. Risa was wedged between Daisuke and Takeshi, dangerously close to crossing the threshold of Daisuke’s personal space. The former was dangerously close to rolling off the couch over the armrest; the latter was dangerously close to crossing the threshold of Risa’s personal space. As an outsider looking in, the teens spelled out their emotions so plainly that it only hurt to watch.

Satoshi envied them. Of that innocence that allowed them to feel the emotions that come and go. To allow themselves to get caught up in a tempest of their feelings without worrying about how far-reaching the consequences would be.

The chipper tune of the movie’s opening brough his attention back to the TV. And while those on the couch sung along, he just nodded to the beat, unable to fight the smile threatening his face.

…

After the movie ended, to everyone’s dismay, Satoshi ducked into the restroom. When he returned to the living room, only Risa was there, lying down on the couch as she busied herself with her phone.

Clearly, this situation was in violation of Rule Number 2 of the sleepover code, but it seemed like there was nothing he could do to amend the broken rule.

“Where’d they go?” Satoshi cautiously asked.

“Daisuke’s parents called him during the movie, so he’s returning their call right now. And Saehara-san and Takeshi-kun stepped out to grab dinner.”

“So, your parents are letting you stay until then?”

“Yup! So we can squeeze in two more movies before I have to head back!”

“Which movies?”

“The Wind Rises and Howl’s Moving Castle.”

“Do they have romance in them?”

Risa winked. “Of course!”

Satoshi rolled his eyes. “I don’t understand your obsession with romance.”

“You don’t have to, but just know that you’re missing out on a fantastic genre.”

Satoshi shook his head, and she just giggled. “Maybe you’ll change your mind when you actually fall in love with someone.”

“I highly doubt that.”

“I wouldn’t end your sentence so quickly,” she sang.

“Perhaps, but I still think you’re slightly delusional.”

“But who isn’t slightly delusional when it comes to love?”

Satoshi wondered what possessed her to say that. And, when she met his gaze, he didn’t expect to see that earnest expression on her face. The Risa in front of him was no longer the adolescent girl who lived up the stereotype. This was the Risa trying to expand her horizons, to learn what lay beyond her perception of the world: the Risa that terrified him.

“Do you think I’ve lost it?” she asked in a whisper. “Being hung up over a ghost of a feeling? Of a person I can’t clearly recall in my memories? At the fact that you can’t fill the hole they left not matter how much you tell me about them?”

Satoshi hated this. He hated how easily Risa managed to skirt the edge of his comfort zone. She was precise enough to get her point across yet vague enough that it felt rude for him to strike that boundary. Not without him risking sounding like an asshole.

Not without him allowing her to cross a boundary he wasn’t ready for anyone, let alone her, to cross.

He began to formulate the words in his mind to say that he couldn’t answer that question, that he felt uncomfortable even being in the position of receiving her inquiries. Satoshi had to brace himself for her disappointment at him pulling away, but Daisuke came down before Satoshi followed through with the decision his mind was heading to.

“So, what’re we watching next?” Daisuke asked.

Satoshi nearly wept from the timing.

…

Sunday passed without any more drama. After they finished the movies Risa wanted to watch, she left without much fanfare, and the boys went through as much of the Studio Ghibli filmography as they could before they passed out.

Satoshi, however, woke up that Monday morning in a cold sweat with a splitting headache. So, while Takeshi and Daisuke left to pick up Grandpa Daiki from the train station, Satoshi floated in and out of consciousness while a familiar, winged Phantom Thief haunted his dreams.

#dnangel #d.n.angel #d.n. angel #dn angel #satoshi hiwatari #risa harada #takeshi saehara #daisuke niwa #my fanfiction #my writing #falling #we die like men without betas

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genshins1mpact · 4 years ago

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okay so i know i mentioned on here before that i have a bunch of dreams when i sleep and how i had that cute one with xiao & mingxiao before right?? 👀

forgot to share it sooner bc life but anyway i had a funny/cute dream with diluc the other day (i'll try to add a read more bc this got a lil long but it doesn't always work on mobile so i'll try & fix it asap if so!) but yeah this kinda turned into a whole fic of its own lol,,

☆ the dream itself is here, under the cut! ☆

basically, to not have to explain all the lore about my oc/self insert and all that again, the tldr of it is that i landed on teyvat similar to traveler but didn't really have anywhere to go so after gaining his trust and becoming close, diluc sort of just takes me in and lets me work at the tavern + lets me stay in a spare room at the winery. so yeah we often walk to/from work together if he's working at angel's share that day, and i guess everyone just assumes we're dating?? ...except for me, that is, who still thought he was in love with jean (bc of the whole stormterror thing).

one night, kaeya's been hanging out in the tavern all night, venti's already left or passed out or smth, and then once things close up, diluc and i get ready to head off, but apparently this is the first time kaeya's seen us head off together/in the same direction, and immediately decides to start teasing. he's all "ooh look at the two lovebirds, you've moved in together already? how'd you ask her out, i didn't know you two were a thing, congrats bro so glad she likes you back" kinda stuff and then i just start laughing and telling him to knock it off, wouldn't want jean to overhear and misunderstand. and they're both just like ......wait what? and i'm all "oh cause diluc likes jean right? i thought the were like an Unspoken Thing yknow??" and both stare at me as if i've grown like 3 heads and started doing a one-(wo)man barber shop quartet. lightbulb goes off in kaeya's head that i don't know jack shit & we're not a thing (yet) and diluc is just thinking like "i can't believe you're literally this oblivious, holy shit". hence kaeya's teasing The Sequel, where he just starts complimenting my uniform and says i look like a cute little maid or whatever and diluc is silently fuming behind me. he mutters something along the lines of "how oblivious can you possibly be?" and all but throws his coat/jacket over me to try and cover me "bc it's cold" (yeah yeah sure, jealous much? haha), then asks me how i never noticed how he felt about me. so i'm there having an earth teyvat-shattering moment of revelation that it WASN'T jean he liked, and that he didn't do all those nice things for me bc i'm friends with her, but because he liked...me????

kaeya smugly walks off with a little "you're welcome", after a his shenanigans, and i'm still trying to process things bc i'd never seen diluc that way, always assuming he'd liked someone else so i never really looked at him that way. we kind of quietly resume our walk back "home" and im clutching his jacket close to me, then we both try to speak at the same time, he tries to ask for my response/reaction and i was trying to ask for some time. he's kind of confused and almost looks hurt, but agrees to give me some time to think, since i explained the whole "not seeing him in that light" and didn't want to answer on a whim. that i didn't want to mistake gratitude for all he's done for me for affection and stuff so he was like hey good point i wouldn't want you to feel like i forced you into this, and no you're not gonna get kicked out/fired if you don't like me back, it's okay. diluc mentions having to be away for 2 weeks cause of a work trip and that i can respond then.

in the meantime, a bunch happened like a trip to liyue with aether & paimon, a whole girls' talk over tea with jean & lisa over the situation, and got my own lil serenitea pot so i potentially had the option of moving out now if i wanted to. i decided to my day off from the tavern to go out on a little adventure, just journey around and test out the teapot home and all that jazz. ran into noelle and we hung out/trained for awhile together and invited her in for for a tea break and stuff, like it was just really cute and fun. but apparently diluc came back a few days early and was freaking out when i was nowhere to be found, no one had any idea where i was, and was just really concerned something might happen to me. then noelle arrives through the gates and overhears him asking lisa stuff and goes all "oh she's over by (idk where i was maybe that bit of land between mond & liyue?) and he thanks her for the info and runs off to find me. he finds the teapot (somehow) on some rock but doesn't see me and i come back out of my lil abode bc someone outside kept saying my name and then i felt the teapot shake (he'd picked it up). cue a dramatic reunion in the rain bc when isn't it pouring and trying to kill me in teyvat in true romcom fashion i guess.

diluc is all "do you have any idea how worried i was about you? all alone out here? any of the abyss mages could have hurt you or taken you away or-" just rambles on and meanwhile im having this sort of Oh You're Back and I Think I'm Feeling Things realization (absence makes the heart grow fonder lol). so there's just this kind of strong, desperate hug moment and everything's quiet, save for the pouring rain and faroff occasional lightning strike. and i whispered something along the lines of "i think i'm in love with you" and his eyes widen before responding smth like "i think i'm in love with you too" with a fond smile, the first genuine huge smile i've ever seen on him (pls picture him like in the manga and not his in game ._. face PLS-🤣). cue another romcom cliche reunion hug + kiss scene in the rain, in which we take shelter from the rain inside the serenitea pot bc of how bad the storm kept getting.

(aether has tubby but i have chummy, kinda looks like the teapot salesman, and i usually just call her chums.) so we're greeted by chums who kind of is like staring daggers at diluc bc i showed up with a guest unannounced, drenched, and we're holding hands. she's overprotective in a very Mom Friend kind of way but she just means well. we change into some baggy share clothes i have and then i scrambled up something to eat (since we can apparently cook & forge in our lil pot i love that so much-) anyway so we decide to get some rest bc it's late and have the Oh No There Was Only One Bed conundrum until we agree to just share and sleep on opposite sides bc nbd right? i turned in my sleep and essentially was hugging his back whilst asleep, and he just turned over at some point and hugged me too, and booooiiii was this fire boy WARM, he felt like a personal heater and after all that rain, i slept like a log. diluc woke up before me cause he's used to an earlier schedule and slips out quietly to speak to chummy, asking if she knew where the supplies were cause he wanted to surprise me with breakfast (and man can he cook! goodbye kfc, hello good hunter). chummy is still kind of not vibing with him, until he apologizes for "intruding" and explains everything that's happened, to which chums kind of softens up and realizes he's sweet and just wants to do something nice, not go around raiding the house. woke up alone and went to look for the source of the smell, and kinda just clung to him, making diluc blush. don't remember too much more after the cooking thing though besides going for a stroll around my teapot layout, meeting all the pets that chill there, and kinda just having a relaxing day off together. the winery staff was probably freaking out wondering where we were, but we were just kinda in our own world (literally?), enjoying the peace before returning to all the chaos that is teyvat. cutest damn dream ❤

#aerinposting #aerin.txt #aerin.dreams #my dreams #aerin's dreams #i forgot what i was tagging these as i'm sorry hfjdjff #Long post #basically this all but counts as a diluc fic #I could most probably reword this and throw in some more detail and make it one lmfaaaaoo.... but will i.... wip's tend to stay wip's 🤧#diluc dream #ft kaeya being a lil shit; jeanlisa being amazing friends; chummy being her wonderful self; brief mention of venti and noelle; & any npcs i #Pls post and dont fail i beg of u;;;;;

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mywonuderful · 5 years ago

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Not So Cold-Hearted Pt.10

Summary: Y/N, a member of a popular newly debut girl group and Wonwoo has what some may call a relationship with emotional ambivalent. Will their relationship remain cold-blooded or will they finally come to an agreement and become something more?

Pairing: Jeon Wonwoo x Reader

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“I have something to tell you...” a voice said as he approached closer, his hand caressing your arm as the other lifts your chin. “I like you.” he leans in before you could see who this face was his soft lips touches yours. Your eyes slowly flutter opened as the mysterious face slowly comes to focus of-

“Y/N WAKE UP FOR GOODNESS SAKE!” your eyes shot opened as you waited for your eyesight to come to focus. You saw the faces of your members looking down on you as you sat up, rubbing your eyes trying to figure out who that mysterious male was in your dream.

“Get ready ASAP our manager messed up and forgot to tell us we have filming today!” You halted and looked at your members with widen eyes as they all scrambled out, getting ready as well. You jumped out of bed and rushed to the bathroom, getting ready.

“Where schedule do we have today?” You asked Nari are you looked through your closet, figuring out what to wear.

“Apparently we’re guests on Knowing Bros.” Excitement started growing as you remembered binge watching episodes and laughing at how funny they were. This was also the first going to be the first variety show your group will be featured in since your group had to turn down previous ones due to interfering events. “I heard Seventeen will be guesting as well.” Your hands stopped moving as memories of that night filled your mind. It’s been a couple of days since the incident as the store owner told you to come to work next week. You shook off the weird sensation in your chest and changed into your outfit. You decided to keep minimal since you know that you’ll be asked to change into school uniforms so you wore some jeans and a short sleeve button-up. You decided to wear your contacts when your backstage so you stuff it into your purse, wore your glasses and hurried out with your members. Walking down the stairs, you saw Seventeen heading into their van as well a few houses down. Your eyes gazed over Wonwoo who was also stepping out of the dorm as he rubbed his eyes like he just woke up.

“Good morning Y/N!” You looked over and saw Dokyeom and Seungkwan waving energetically as Wonwoo turned to look as well, tilting his head like something was different about you but he couldn’t tell. You waved back before bidding them goodbye, telling them you’ll see them on set. Arriving at the studio, you saw a crowd of fansites and press with cameras flashing as they waited for you to get out. It’s been a while since your group’s recent comeback so seeing this many people caused you to feel uneasy. Stepping out of the car, camera flashes hits your eyes with the sunlight, as you squinted and covered your face and followed your members. You suddenly bumped into a what you assumed was your member’s back since you were behind them all along so you held on to the button of their top and followed behind to not get lost in the crowd.

“Wow, it’s been a while since I’ve seen that many cameras.” Na On lets out an airy laugh as your members entered the waiting area. The staff started handing out outfits. It was a baby blue striped buttoned blouse with different designs of navy blue skirts. One of the staff came over with a huge smile on her face as she handed you your outfit.

“I’m a really big fan of you!” She shyly confessed as you thanked her and signed her phone case. “I choose this uniform specially for you. I hope you don’t mind wearing it?” You looked at the outfit which was blended in with the concept of your member’s outfit but noticed that your top hung a little lower than the rest of the members, making you uncertain if it was appropriate for show. “Don’t worry. I got it approved by the director. It’ll be a dream if you wore this.” She reassured as you give her a nervous smile and nodded, changing to the outfit.

“Y/N, the outfit looks so nice on you!” You walked out behind the curtains of the change room as your members started complimenting you. Shyly smiling, you glanced at your top, pulling it up a little to cover more skin when the director came in, telling you that recording starts in 5 minutes. After the staff touched up on your make up, you and your members walked towards the setup when you stopped and turned around.

“I forgot to change into my contacts!” You started walking back into the waiting room but the staff stopped you, saying that there’s no time and you’ll be fine with glasses. You’ve always worn contacts or took off your glasses whenever you were on set or performing which meant that this would be the first time the public sees you in glasses. Your palms started sweating as you thought of the reactions you’ll be receiving. You stood behind the old fashion wooden doors as Seventeen walked onto set one by one, introducing themselves before your group.

“Alright, I’m pretty sure you guys have seen this show before and know what’s up. It’s part of the show so please think of a line of introducing yourself. For this episode’s theme, we’re going for a rebel bad boy/girl vibe so give us your badass introductions!” The words of the director back in the waiting echos in your head as your thought of how you would introduce yourself. Once Seventeen finished introducing themselves and took their seats, the staff backstage motions us to head out one by one. As your members stepped out one by one, you took a peek through the door as saw a endless line of cameras, capturing faces from every angle and the set was extended from the large amount of people. Skye, who’s in front of you, steps out as you mentally prepared for what to say when your line disappears in your head. Panicking, Nari gently rubs your shoulder from behind.

“Y/N, you’re practically vibrating right now. It’ll be alright. You’ve been on stage so many times and this is just the same. You can do it!” Nari whispers encouragement as you tried pumping yourself up.

“So... Is there anyone next?” You heard one of the cast members speak as you took a deep breath. You saw everyone peering in as you got into mood and walked through the door with the best rebel expression you can do.

“She’s not fragile like a flower. She’s fragile like a bomb. Hello, my name is Y/N!” You walked as you saw surprised faces from everyone before you stood beside your members and bowed.

“We’ve got a real badass in the house!” Ho-Dong cheered as your cheeks turned beet red when everyone started clapping. “She kind of ruined it with the bow but I mean ignoring that part, it’s real badass!” everyone started laughing as you hid your face behind one of your member’s shoulder. Calming down, you faced forward as the remaining members came out. Your eyes wondered around everyone as they landed on Wonwoo who was looking around until they met yours also. He was wearing a white long sleeve with a navy blue tie and school uniform jacket along with his glasses. You darted your eyes away and saw Minghao softly smiling at you as you smiled back at him. Your eyes gazed over Wonwoo as you saw him with a somewhat confused face like in the morning.

“Now, we are so excited to have you and Seventeen here today! We’ve heard that the fandom gave you the nickname ‘Sister’s of Seventeen’ correct?” Heechul asks as you and your members nodded. “Since today is your first variety show, why don’t you tell us your role and something interesting about yourself? I’m sure the fans already know majority of it but it’ll be a little ice breaker for us!” He suggest as Remi introduced herself as the leader and described how your group was split into 3 subunits, consisting 3 members like Seventeen. After Skype spoke she turned to face you as you blankly stared at her.

“O-Oh, is it my turn?” You stuttered as you saw Seventeen, the cast members and your members break into laughter.

“Y/N sure has a duo personality. How adorable.” Kyung-Hoon complimented as you cleared your throat.

“As you may know, I’m Y/N. I’m from ___ and I’m the dancer in the group along with Skye and Yun Hee.” You smiled as the cast members nodded.

“Ah, an international member! Your charm and looks really gives off a refreshing vibe. Especially with the outfit!” Young-Chul compliment as you thank him trying to not think too much of the outfit.

“Y/N is really special. That’s why we gave her a nickname.” Remi adds in as you turned to face her and gave her a look to not continue what she’s saying.

“A nickname? Please do share.” The cast members and Seventeen all waiting in anticipating while you hid your face in your hands.

“She’s called the Hidden Gem in the group.” Yun Hee smiles as everyone looked at each other in confusion.

“Why’s she called the Hidden Gem?” Seungcheol asked out of curiosity. All your members turned to look at you with a smirk on their face before they spoke.

“She’s not really fond of a lot of attention as you can tell but she’s really talented. Even though she’s in the DNCE unit, she can sing and rap which makes her the Hidden Gem of our group. We’ve never spoke about it because she always cut us off before we even got to it. So instead we just called her ‘bean’ because of her adorable height” Mira explains as you pouted, embarrassed but the cast members told you to not be embarrassed and proud to carry such unique name.

“Alright before we start on with the actual show, I have one more question for Miss Y/N.” Ho-Dong turns to face you as you slowly felt yourself sweat, nervous about what he’s going to ask. “Do those glasses have prescription? Or are they just for style?” He pointed at your spec as your mentally scolded yourself for not switching into contacts.

“Ah, they have prescription. I can’t see without them so I have to wear them or contacts.” You explained as you saw the cast nodding but the boy band in complete shock since they didn’t know you had bad vision.

“Now that I take a look at it, doesn’t Wonwoo have the same pair?” Jang-Hoon turns around and inspect his glasses as his eyes widen from the sudden attention. “Do they have prescription as well?”

“Yes. I can’t see without them as well.” He calmly replies as smirks started forming in the cast member’s faces.

“Is this a new thing? Did I just crack the code or something” Jang-Hoon asks as everyone looked confused. You looked over to Wonwoo who was staring directly at you, sending chills to your spine. “Is this how idols secretly buy couple items without the fans knowing? Did I just figure it out?” He asks as your face instantly turned red and saw Wonwoo cover his face while everyone else started smirking and teasing you and Wonwoo, making the two of you fall into a dark shade of red. “Alright alright, I’m just joking. But they do call me the love-reader for a reason.” Jang-Hoon winks as you tried calming your bursting heart, too afraid to look at Wonwoo.

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calypsoff · 4 years ago

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Seven.

We all clinked our glasses together, pre-drinks before we leave for the club “I just want to say! Let me say something bitches!” Sonita shouted “I want to say my sister” she looked at me “I know next year is about to be another good year for you! You are working so hard, and you’re going to be working even harder, you are a free, single woman. I am happy for you, and I am excited for your next album sis. To Robyn Rihanna Fenty” I cooed out raising my glass in the air “you all too kind, I have the best friends a girl can ask for. Next year will be about me, I am not going to put myself in that situation again, I am lucky that Rakim was a man to do it and to accept where we was going, I am not going to let my record label do that again but to us single bitches” we cheered and clinked glasses again, drinking the wine as I shimmied away. I bought my bitches to London, we going to bring in the New Year in the club, but pre-drinks are a must. I don’t care if I can buy drinks there, cheaper to start here then there anyways “Leandra! Put the damn music on, dang. Let’s get this party started and then we can go” she is the worst DJ to hand, feeling an arm around my shoulder “I love you” Mel sounds drunk already “oh no, you can’t be already!?” I spat, looking to the side of me “bitch my drinking started early, I started when I rolled out of bed and you made those waffles” this is not good “so I guess I am the person to be looking after you huh? You know I don’t like drunk people, I think you need to stay at home” she shook her head “no, I need to go and party with some beautiful British men, they better be showing out because I need to get some British dick” I snorted laughing “wow, well I think I will be the one to take it easy, thank the lord for Rich” he is the carer of the group now “happy new year to me” he laughed “and you boo” I winked at him.

I decided to go all out, I mean not so much but I wanted to look good for today, so I am wearing a tiny blush pink fur mini dress with a wrap around fur belt around my waist. I have glittery heels with sheer socks and fluffy white trim. I have my glam curls ready, my hair is laid, lips popping, I look good “I heard from Melissa you have a secret dick appointment?” Leandra blurted out “oh not that skinny guy? The one at the concert?” Jen remembers “I never said a thing! I don’t tell your secrets” Mel is drunk, of course she is talking “not a dick appointment, she is a liar. I hate when she is drunk, stay away from me. Uhm, we just met up. That is it” I pointed at Jen; she is smirking “but you left the concert with him?” She needs to stop putting two and two together “we are here, now be quiet” Rich slid the door open “it’s so cold in London!” Jen spat as she got out first, it is actually freezing here. Shuffling off of the seat and stepping out of the car, pulling my mini dress down and there is a few paparazzi here, of course I mean why wouldn’t there be “Rihanna!” they shouted constantly, I started to walk off to the club as they continued to shout, Rich walking alongside me. I did think they would have got in my way, but they didn’t, I am thankful to be inside.

I shrieked out “hey boo!” hugging Adele “how are you? I thought I would sneak over and see you, are you ok? I heard about the breakup, I loved you both together but it’s mutual” nodding my head “it is, we happy but you look so good!” I shouted, her dress is bomb “not as beautiful as you, happy new year. Speak to you soon” she waved at me as she walked off, there is a lot of celebrities here, I am shocked. I didn’t think there would have been so many celebrities but there is. I don’t think there is any none famous people here, feeling a tug at my arm. Looking to the side of me, seeing where Sonita is pointing. Future raised his glass to me, waving at him. He then pointed at himself and then me, I nodded my head either way because I have a song I need him on, he will add the added spice I need on it. I assumed he would come but no, his whole entourage came, it’s like the whole club just moved, lord have mercy I didn’t ask for that. Placing my wine glass down, Future eventually was in my section “Riri, hey!” hugging him “hey you, been ignoring me!?” I said, moving back from the hug “oh what? No, I have been busy” I snorted “busy making babies with the sixth woman” he laughed out, he knows I am right “this is my cousin, Deavon. He likes you so I was like we going, you coming” I am impressed “he better looking then you, hi” I am so formal I shook his hand, he is handsome “so this is why I ignore your calls but what is up? What can I help you with” I didn’t want to talk work on this day, but I will “my album, your voice?” Future smirked “now, I am busy” poking my lips out trying to not smile “you saying no to me?” he licked his lips smiling “ok, I got you? Happy, I got you now” he hugged me again “that is all it took nigga! Come on!” he is stupid.

I am excited for the new year to come in, smiling at the big screen as the countdown went to ten “eight, seven, six, five” I shouted along with Mel and Sonita hugging me “three, two one! Happy New Year!” we all shouted, hugging both of my friends as the cheers rang through. I am happy, like I couldn’t be happier with my situation then I am right now, I think I needed that freedom. I was feeling depressed and now I am me again “woo!” I clapped, Future never left the section I am in for whatever reason but it doesn’t bother me, he is ok as a friend and from afar “happy new year riri” hugging him “and you boo” his cousin really likes me, he is stood just smiling “happy new year” I said to him “can I have a picture?” he asked in the middle of this “sure” waving him over, I might as well. It looks like Future is looking to go, getting closer to him. He leaned down a little, so I rested my arm on his shoulder as he took the selfie, moving my hair to the side “take another” turning to him and kissing his cheek “oh my god! Thank you” smiling at him as I moved away “aye, where the drinks at. Besides Mel! Everyone better be drinking” I pointed, Mel has had enough “I am banning your ass” Mel hugged me as she laughed out.

I did think Future was going but he didn’t we are having shots together now, I ain’t drunk so there is that. I know what I am doing anyways “Leandra!” I spat; she is always taking a video. Putting a finger up at her “actually, take a picture of us” digging into my bag, grabbing my phone from my bag and holding it out to Leandra “when are you going back to California so we can link for the album?” Future asked “I am going Miami actually but I think around two weeks, I am staying here for a while and then travelling, I have some ventures here” pointing at my phone so Leandra can take a picture, Future leaned into me “you better get my best side!” I shouted; she is a bitch at times. She took the picture of us and held the phone out to me “thank you” ok I look good I will take that “I apologise for not responding to you though” least he is sorry “it’s ok” I smiled at him, uploading the image onto Instagram, captioning the picture ‘New year, New music’ pressing send on the image “what you doing after this?” can Future not ask “bed?” side eyeing him “no, I ain’t saying it like that. Because Diddy is throwing a party here too, so I was asking if you going to do that” I assumed something else there “oh no, I am having to take care of that drunk girl there” Mel is a mess, she really is.

It’s like I can’t escape her, I really can’t. How do I end up in magic city and I hear come and put your name on it, I swear I just had to mean mug the stripper, I just cannot escape her. I went to the club before this and they had we found love, it’s like a constant reminder and it made me want to drink more, I can’t escape her at all. I am staring at this stripper and it’s like I am imagining her, like I can see Robyn just there in front of me. It is literally driving me crazy; I am at work I hear her and I be walking and I hear her. I go to my apartment I hear her and now this, drinking from the Patron bottle “enough for you” Seiko moved the bottle back “for me? Or?” she is annoying, getting up from the seat, this stripper is one hundred percent no Rihanna, besides this strippers boobs are big, she winked at and I just turned around “come on” hitting Barry’ shoulder, I need some air right now because I just can’t even deal right now. Seiko wasn’t supposed to be here, she wasn’t supposed to come but she did. She doesn’t mind coming with me to a strip club either, she’s a good girl and I like that but she’s not that.

Standing to the side and lighting my cigarette “we out here in the cold, the fuck?” Barry said, “I am sick of hearing her voice” blowing the smoke out from my lips “you still on that, you said nothing happened?” smiling at Barry “we had sex all weekend, I just didn’t want to say it to TJ. He has a big mouth” Barry’ mouth fell open “no way!? No way? You’re lying” shaking my head with my cigarette between my lips “no way? You had sex with” he looked around him “you had sex with Rihanna?” he said in a loud whisper “I did, all weekend. Pussy is good bro, like really good” Barry hit my arm jumping up and down “it good? Like you taste it, she let you do it all? For real, you go in raw? So you fucked ASAP Rocky girl, nigga you are the boss, oh my god. I am losing my fucking mind, you had sex with her. So it’s good pussy?” nodding my head laughing “good, and she gave me head too, shit. She was up for it all, like bro. I could just give her a look and we just be fucking, like tongue down my throat shit. But she is good, like I can’t compare. Now having sex with Seiko, ain’t it. I need to drop her, I can’t stop thinking of Robyn bro, I can’t shake it off” I really can’t “pussy on your mind that much? Just go and get it again? I mean what does she care” I sniggered “listen here right, she went crazy on my ass. She won’t speak to me because I have Seiko around yeah, so she wants to be with me. She said she thought it was a crush, but she loves me, she kept saying it. I held back, then she went crazy talking about you don’t care. I am here, I am trying to take it in. I can’t take it in when you are riding my dick, you know?” Barry snorted laughing “so yeah, that weekend was interesting. It was good, if I get locked up right now I will go back a happy man. On god” Barry is shocked “love? So you want to leave Seiko for her, you can just lie and still get it?” shaking my head “I ain’t happy with Seiko, she on my dick about shit. Like why is she here, I tried to split with her and she took it for a joke, maybe I am a joke but I” I paused “I miss her” Barry furrowed his eyebrows “you miss that Barbados pussy, that is what you want” shaking my head “nah, see. I feel something for her, I really do. We are good together but it’s like she’s hard to reach? It’s hard to explain, it’s not all about the sex, I am just shocked that we did have sex, you know” I haven’t actually spoke on this to anyone until now.

“You cheated on me again!?” my eyes bulged out looking to the side of me, Seiko is right there just barking “who cheated?” Barry said “him!” she ran at me and started to hit at my chest “relax! I ain’t cheat” moving back, throwing my cigarette to the ground “you know what, I did” it’s out now, we can split “Barbados? Mhm, oh. This nigga had sex with Rihanna!” She screamed out, I felt anger hit me “shut the fuck up, you stupid fucking bitch” Barry got between us because I was ready strangle the bitch “can we all calm down, nobody had any sex with Rihanna. Damn, we wish we all could. He is joking” Barry is calming it down, but I am angry “it’s over Seiko, we are over. You’re dumped, also your ass is stuck here because I am your ride back” walking around Barry “I will scream so loud about you and that fucking bitch, you have changed since you met her again. Love struck speaking on Rihanna, this nigga fucked Rihanna” I lunged at her, gripping her neck and the next sound I hear is sirens, right at that moment and she screamed for help. I moved away from here “you dead, you fucking whore. You a dead bitch” walking off “let’s just move now, come on. Seiko just drop it. He is drunk” I ain’t even drunk and that is the point, she mentions Robyn’ name I am going to kill her “is everything ok here?” the police officer asked, I was waiting for Seiko to say something but she didn’t “usual party vibes” she said “my stupid boyfriend” now why she saying that, I broke up with her “let’s go” Barry patted my back for us to go.

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